Sara was riding the fucking machine, cunt and asshole both filled with dildos, hands restrained behind her back, tits pushed forwards and being groped, squeezed and occasionally slapped, nipples being twisted and pulled harshly. She was being held down onto the dildos by the barman, as the assembled crowd of waifs and strays manhandled her tits and stroked her hair. Anna was being particularly mean to Sara’s tits, pulling them and twisting them quite viciously, all while the fucking machine was being equally mean to her cunt and asshole. And all with her husband watching from thousands of miles away. He could have been concerned for how she was being used, how relentless it was, but he wasn’t. He was egging people on, intently observing the debauchery in front of him. His wife was at peak slut and he was enjoying every minute of it.

Carla was still cuddling me whilst gently finger fucking me, but for a while, she faced right to have Laura’s ex’s cock in her mouth, getting it hard for its next cunt. Nikki was licking Paula’s cunt, as Nikki’s and Paula’s tits were all being pulled and twisted by my husband, enjoying himself whilst his cock recovered. Ella was heading back to the kitchen with an empty tray, and so, Laura’s ex followed her, and as she faced the kitchen worktop, he bent her forwards, masturbated her cunt with one hand between her legs and groped her tits with another, before driving his cock into her cunt and fucking her right there, bent over the kitchen worktop. He’d already cum once, so she was in for a long hard fuck.

It was some time later when Anna went into the kitchen, looking for canapes. Ella was still being fucked, so she handed Anna a whole trayful without moving her lower half and without Laura’s ex losing a beat. Back in the lounge, Carla slid out from under me, leaving me in the chair, and she took the canapes off Anna, Anna arranging me on the chair with my legs spread yet supported, then sitting in between them licking out my cunt and being mean to my already overused clit. Clearly, Anna was in that kind of mood. Someone squeezed and manhandled my tits, but I didn’t pay attention to as my attention was on Sara, who was screaming the house down with orgasm after orgasm, the fucking machine finally breaking her. From the kitchen, I heard Ella start to scream too, as the combination of Sara’s noise and the rubbing and filling of her own cunt brought her to orgasm, and mine was coming along nicely too.

My husband grabbed a bottle of lube and went out to Ella. I realised he was going to fuck her ass. I knew he’d be dying to fuck her ass. Laura’s ex had obviously cum deep in her cunt when Ella was screaming, so he let go of her hips and passed her on without moving her to my husband, who pinned her in place, moved her feet further apart with his, making her asshole cock height and started lubing it.

She asked him not to fuck her asshole, because she was sweet and innocent (yeah, right), but she had a filthy look as she said it, and she didn’t use the safeword, so he figured she was up for it. He started rubbing his lubed cock against her lubed asshole, as she started to moan a little. He gently applied pressure with his glans, as she started to beg him to not deflower her cute little unsullied asshole. Those words got him so excited, and as she still didn’t use the safeword, so he pushed in a little more. Her asshole was very eager and very welcoming, sucking his glans in, much to her cries, and then making it easy to push all the way in.

Her eyes were wide and she was breathing short raspy breaths, as he waited with his cock fully in, balls deep in her asshole, waiting for her asshole to relax and accommodate his size. He felt quite large, until she told him he was the first to fuck her asshole and then he got huge. He loves taking a woman’s virginity, and anal virginity especially. She asked him to be gentle, and he said he would, although I knew what would happen. He’d be gentle right up until she was comfortable taking his huge cock all the way in and out of her asshole, and then he’d accelerate, ultimately giving her the powerful sodomy he really wanted to.

Carla came into the kitchen, and Ella asked her what she thought of what this brute was doing to her asshole. Carla just said it was magnificent and left with a new tray of canapes, leaving Ella’s asshole to take his cock at full speed. Ella started egging him on, harder, faster, bigger. He obliged, putting all his power and all his energy into that asshole fuck, and then the magic happened. With an empty cunt which wasn’t being touched, she felt an orgasm build. She just knew it was going to be massive, and it was coming along so quickly. Her cries had meant an audience had collected, watching her asshole take a pounding, and watching her tits snap backwards and forwards in time with his drives.

And she came, her body trying to bend to the waves, her cries grabbing everyone’s attention. He let go of her hips and instead grab a tit in each hands, arching her body back, gripping and squeezing those magnificent tits hard, as his rhythm stopped, slow powerful slams instead milking her orgasm, the actions of her monster orgasm finally making him cum, the muscles in his ass cheeks showing the appreciative audience each spurt of cum into her greedy asshole. As soon as his cock had shrunk and slipped out of her asshole, Carla had her get up and start refilling drinks. Ella smiled at my husband and mouthed “That was wonderful.” and left the kitchen, bottle in hand, ass swaying in a sexy, tantalising way.

Paula was next on the fucking machine, strapped in and held in place by Laura’s ex, whilst the barman went behind Anna, who was still licking my cunt out, and started lifting her lower half up by her hips. I touched her head to keep it in place, whilst the barman raised her ass and cunt up, so she was standing on her legs, with her head below the level of her knees at my cunt. If she stayed in that position long, she’d go light headed, but even before I’d finished that thought, the barman was pushing his cock, rock hard from managing Sara’s machine fuck, deep into Anna’s slick cunt.

Holding on to her hips, he started to fuck her rhythmically. I held on to her head to make sure she carried on licking me out, his actions nudging her face into my cunt occasionally. As her body was angled down, her tits were hanging heading towards her face, quite violently snapping backwards and forwards as he fucked. She was losing focus on licking, which I forgave her for, as it was a strong fuck. The smell of my cunt, the general smell of fucking in the air, and the fact she was going light headed from how low her head was, meant that this was a dreamy fuck. That didn’t stop me holding her head down though and encouraging her to carry on licking me out. It all added to making this double ended action overwhelming for her. Not only was she not able to do more than occasional licks of my cunt, she wasn’t in control of her orgasms either, wasn’t fighting it as he made her cum, whilst still powering on with his fuck. He knew holding her hips was holding her up, and that meant she had no strength or resolve to fight an orgasm. She was powerless as he fucked, powerless as she came. On her third orgasm, the strongest she had, the tightness of her cunt round his cock made him cum too. As his cock slipped out of her messy cunt, he realised her legs wouldn’t hold her, so he lowered her body gently to the floor. With her head swimming, she saw my cunt close by her head and resumed licking it out at a reasonable rhythm. She’s a trouper is our Anna.

It wasn’t long before Paula started moaning, the fucking machine working its magic on her cunt and asshole, a good strong orgasm to start, an orgasm ignored by Laura’s ex, as he just let the machine carry on fucking her. Her hands restrained behind her back, her tits pushed out receiving some harsh handling, seemed to magnify the effect of the fucking machine. Without a chance to recover from the orgasm, without a break in the tit manhandling, she almost immediately started building the next orgasm, that breaking in a similar manner, and the next, and the next, her moans turning to screams, her cunt growing more sensitive with each orgasm. Yet without the mercy of the machine being turned off or even slowed down, the fucking machine was taking its toll on her cunt and asshole. She had to take it for as long and hard as me and Sara had. She’d demanded it of Laura’s ex. She just had to. She desperately didn’t want to be outfucked by her daughter.