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Centenary Orgy

6 November 2022 /

I was starting to get really excited. I had been planning this for months, especially to celebrate my blogging centenary. I always planned to have a massive sex party to celebrate the half-centenary, but fate intervened and that didn’t happen. So, many months ago, I decided that we had to have a party this time.

But, as we got nearer to the hundredth post, my thoughts began to change a little. I realised that what I really wanted to do was to celebrate the amazing women that have appeared in this blog, women who all love sex, who embrace orgasms, who really go for it sexually (even if they aren’t really sure how things might work out), and who defy the stereotypes or societal norms meant to keep women in their place (sexually or otherwise).

In this blog so far, we’ve named twelve women, some I don’t know, many I do, some from recent times, some longer ago. But all the women mentioned here are amazing, because of their attitudes, because of their love of sex and sexual adventure, and because they are, for the most part, up for giving things a try. This blog is fundamentally about women, and so it does seem fitting that the centenary post is about women too.

For the most-part, the men referred to here are part of the women’s stories, and in making the posts about the women, I somewhat (and a little deliberately) downplay the men. I wanted to maintain this female focus, as so much of what is out there is about and aimed at men; I wanted something to be about us.

That having been said, there is one man whose story is intricately woven into this blog. I never intended to have stories of women my husband fucked, women I’ve never met, but a lot of the stories seemed to fit my female viewpoint of the blog. So, you are reading more of my husband’s story than I ever intended, and therefore, I think it wouldn’t be appropriate to exclude him from the centenary celebration altogether.

Over a few weeks, a plan coalesced into view, a plan centred around and staring the women, but with a small, sustained part for my husband, a part that he would never forget.

This very special party happened a couple of weekends ago. It was an all-girl party (apart from the cameo from my husband), where anything between the women went; masturbation, oral, strap-ons, tits, asses, cunt, whatever. The only request I made of each and every woman was that if they came, they wouldn’t hold back. They’d just take full advantage of the other wonderful women in attendance, all willingly, all in fun, all with love, all for the O. I guess I was thinking orgy, where anyone was game for anything with anyone.

And this is where it was quite an ask, because a number of the women didn’t actually know anyone else there in reality, only from the pages of the blog (although I can tell you now that some people there haven’t even been published in the blog yet).

If I’m honest, I’m amazed some of these wonderful women accepted the invitation, given what was expected of them. They are kinky bitches the lot of them, getting kinkier all the time. All the women were naked below the waist for the entire evening, and then totally naked for the second half. Nakedness in front of women in a social setting was a freedom that some were enjoying for the first time. I loved seeing so many beautiful cunts all on display, totally without shame and not a single attempt to hide anything. It was a beautiful liberating expression of womanhood, and one I will remember for a long time.

And I loved what we got up to, the sheer joy of sharing our sexual voyages with other women, of women (one had never been with another woman) allowing themselves to be taken to sexual crescendo with enthusiasm and without doubt or shame. There was so much bodily contact, including groping and pawing of tits and intimate and intrusive examinations of cunts and assholes. There was an abundance of masturbation, either solo or each other, singly and in groups. There were even a number of strap-ons deployed for use on cunt and asshole, with an astonishing amount of lube consumed in the process. Amazing women doing amazing things in the pursuit of amazing orgasms.

Not one of the women shied away from any of this: every single one joining in with making others cum as well as themselves. It was a delight, a visual feast. We even shared my husband’s cum loads directly from the cunt involved. That was a total joy too.

But of course, this wasn’t all about him. We had a chart to ensure that all the women got a fair share and to sample everyone, but that wasn’t really needed. The action came thick and fast, and the visual feat of all these orgasms from all these cunts kept everyone near the edge all the time. Without needing to resort to the chart, each woman masturbated and masturbated others, their cunts were licked out and they licked out others, their ass cracks were licked down and assholes teased, and returning the favour, and their tits were sucked on, pulled, squeezed and generally worked to maintain arousal.

All in all, it was an amazing night, and one totally suitable to celebrate one hundred posts on this blog. For one of the women there, it was her first lesbian experience, and given the enthusiasm of her tongue, the abandon with which she orgasmed and the eagerness with which she tried things with a woman, it certainly won’t be her last.

For some of the women involved, it was the first such party, and as such, their counts of connecting sexually with other females took a major increase.

What was particularly magnificent was those that had not met anyone else at the party (apart from my husband, but he was hardly in a position to help) came and just got their cunts out and joined in wholeheartedly. I could not have expected more, and yet they delivered. What totally wonderful, determined and up for anything women they are. I suspect it won’t be the last time I get to taste their cunts too; if the party is anything to go by, they seem to have acquired a taste for it. What a dream situation I’m in at the moment. I’m so lucky to have access to the magnificent cunts of so many wonderful women, and I really can’t get enough.

And then, there was my husband’s cameo. A small yet important part in proceedings for the women, and yet a fully immersive experience for him, crossing off one of the few items on his list that he has yet to do. When you read about his cameo in the next blog post, it is important to remember that some of the women in the room had never done anything like this before. Stage fright could have curtailed their involvement, but it didn’t happen, and all the women took a full part with him. And he’ll never forget it. The women probably won’t either, but a centenary party that introduces people to new things, that changes their lives forever and that creates memories that will never fade is a perfect way to celebrate.

Here’s to the next one hundred blog posts (and the next few cunts I get to taste!)

A Real Cock And My Husband’s Asshole

23 February 2022 /

There was much anal penetration over the following few days, with my husband introducing Sara to his hard up against the wall anal fuck on the second evening, and her wanting a repeat on the third. Her husband learned from the demonstrations, and he practised on me, something I was very happy with, although it was a bit of a head fuck to have my husband giving him angle tips and advice on how to make the position the most eye-watering and overwhelming that it can be. The pre-breakfast fuck was always vaginal and never with our own husband, including out on the patio one sunny morning when they knew their neighbours were out and my favourite kitchen tits dunking in a sink full of water fuck.

But there was one asshole in particular I was desperate to get filled with a real cock, and that was my husband’s. I had explained to Sara why I was so desperate for my husband to feel a real cock, and it put the idea in her head for her husband too. Like us, Sara regularly pegs her husband, so he is used to having substantial things in his asshole, but as she well knows, a real cock is so different that they really needed to feel for themselves.

It was the fourth night, and Sara and I decided that was the night for their respective ass deflowerings: the first time each of them would have a real hard cock up their ass. I know my husband is pan, and Sara (for whatever reason) was of the opinion that her husband would be amenable to man-on-man penetration.

However, we decide to get them all excited and hard by acting all dom, dressing the part, and then ordering them to butt fuck each other. By lovely coincidence, we both had underbust corsets, mine in a glorious purple, Sara’s in black studded with black sequins. We both had black stockings and suspenders and Sara produced a couple of military style commanders’ flat caps: perfect to finish off the outfit.

We knew the men were a bit excited by our outfits; the amount their cocks sprung up from flaccid showed us that. We told them what was about to happen to them, and they were drooling so much at our outfits and tits, cunts, and asses that they didn’t object. They lapped it up as we told them we’d warm them up by giving them a visual feast of Sara and me using strap-ons on each other’s asses, and we probably went on slightly too long fucking each other.

Sara put me into the diaper position, with my legs up her front and spread apart so that her tits were visible between my legs. Her feet were on the floor, allowing her to get good drive and her hands were on my hips, ensuring I didn’t travel up the chaise and felt the full force of each thrust. But what was most sexy and emotional was that we could look into each other’s eyes whilst she was fucking me. We totally forgot the men were in the room, as Sara rhythmically drove her strap-on dildo into my asshole, all the while focussing on each other’s eyes and tits. Strapped on to the top of the strap-on was a rabbit that connected with my clit on each thrust (Sara making sure my clit was uncovered before we started). Repeated rubbing of the rabbit on my clit made me cum multiple times, all the while Sara was keeping up the rhythm in my asshole and looking lovingly into my eyes.

When Sara had tired herself out (which took quite some time), it was my turn to fuck her asshole. I can’t sustain the position she did, so I had her face down, holding a bullet vibe against her clit. I held her ass cheeks open whilst I inserted the tip of the strap-on and then pushed in, culminating in me laying down on her back, arms and legs outside hers and head to one side of hers. All the time I was thrusting into her, I was cocooning her and whispering filth that the men couldn’t hear. It is a very intimate position, and Sara did get quite overwhelmed with the emotions of the thrusting, the cocooning, and the filthy talk. As usual with a strap-on, I had rolling orgasms from the dildo rubbing on my exposed clit, and Sara had a number from the vibe and the fucking motions. All-in-all, we were deliriously happy.

But we forgot what we were there for: to warm up the men. They did get a great view of us butt fucking each other though, and as such, they were both fairly hard, but Sara’s husband’s cock was harder than my husband’s, so Sara unilaterally decided that he should fuck my husband’s asshole first. Sara lubed up my husband’s asshole, whilst I lubed up her husband’s cock, and then I brought the tip of his cock to nudge against my husband’s asshole, which Sara was pulling open by pulling on his cheeks with her hands. I grabbed her husband’s balls and massaged them in my hand, as Sara encouraged him to push in with some incredibly filthy words.

And slowly, he did nudge his way in. He had virtually no resistance from my husband’s asshole, which as you know is well used to taking large dildos. But a real cock feels different, and you could tell from my husband’s face just how much he loved it.

As Sara’s husband’s cock got a little deeper, Sara and I both let go and stepped back to get a good vantage point for this man-on-man ass deflowering.

They were really getting into it, as my husband was moaning loudly (although he does with a strap-on too), and her husband was getting faster and faster with big strokes and simultaneously yelling that my husband’s asshole was going to wish it hadn’t got up this morning. That sort of language really gets my husband going, and his asshole took every one of the long pounding drives that Sara’s husband was dishing out.

And as time went on, the penetrating cock got larger and larger, until in a frenzy of thrusts, he suddenly stopped moving and his ass muscles demonstrated he was filling my husband’s ass with cum. My husband was ecstatic, as was I. Finally, we achieved my ambition of getting a real cock to cum in his asshole, and what a glorious fuck it was too.

As Sara’s husband’s cock slipped out of my husband’s asshole, my husband was talking up what he was going to do to her husband’s asshole as soon as he had recovered. While we waited, her husband persuaded us to do another round of warm-up with Sara and I using strap-ons on each other again. I didn’t take much persuading, and I could see my husband’s cock getting harder as Sara’s strap-on was slamming into my asshole.

And soon it was her husband’s turn to be knelt over the chaise, with me lubing up his asshole and Sara lubing up my husband’s cock. My husband loves a good asshole, and he tormented her husband with a very long, very slow fuck, with his cock getting very hard and really testing the internal diameter of his asshole.

But her husband didn’t shy away from the challenge, and in fact, his language only served to intensify the ass fuck. Saying things like how his asshole deserved a dirty little cock filling it only increases my husband’s size and resolve to hang on as long as possible. Particularly effective on my husband’s cock was her husband saying how hard his cock would be and how long he’d fuck my husband’s asshole next time. He said he was too excited this time, but he’d punish my husband’s asshole from the inside next time and for way longer than before. I could see my husband’s cock was rock solid and nowhere near cumming, which meant that his torture of her husband’s asshole was long and unrelenting. But eventually, he could hold on no more, and he pumped a whole load of cum into the other man’s asshole.

Today was the day where both men had their first all-male ass fucks, both giving and receiving, and it was a glory to watch. I think they were both amazed how different a real cock was from a strap-on. The real cock was a tantalising mix of softness and hardness of the cock, smaller but with growing and cum depositing. The strap-on is almost brutal in comparison, what with unforgiving materials and larger sizes. They both admitted they love both and will want both going forward.

Indeed, as I expected, over the next few days, the two men ass fucked on a number of occasions, including once each in my husband’s against the wall hard anal fuck position: he got to see just how amazing that position is on the receiving end for himself. As they got better and curbing their excitement, their cocks got harder and maintained it for longer, giving them a glimpse of the amazing anal fucks us girls get every time. Even after we left, I knew they’d ass fuck again and again. Real cock in your asshole is addictive (I should know), and they’d got the bug. Nothing was going to stop either of them feeling it again.

Nurse Mira (Part Two)

21 September 2020 /

I was standing there in my gaping nurse’s tunic, a white bra, a nurse’s cap and white stockings and suspenders. I still had cum slowly oozing out of my cunt and I had him lying face down in a traditional theatre gown, his ass framed by the opening at the back.

He knew his ass was about to be invaded by an inflatable butt plug. I parted his cheeks and opened his pucker with one hand, first spitting and then drooling onto his pucker to provide a little lubrication. I used the butt plug to spread around the spit and then smoothly but purposefully inserted the deflated butt plug through his pucker.

Then I started inflating it. He has a greedy ass, so I knew he’d take a fair size, and I kept pumping, counting the squeezes of the bulb. When he started saying how full he felt, I paused to allow his ass a chance to relax to the invasion, and I stood by his face again to allow him to look at and smell my cummy cunt whilst stroking his hair and saying soothing and encouraging words. After a few minutes, I pressed on with inflating it, only stopping once he was almost sobbing because of how large it was. I wrote down the number of bulb squeezes, and then I helped him to turn over to use his weight to keep the inflated butt plug firmly in place.

He was clearly uncomfortable, which was my plan, and I left him there with the massive invasion in his ass for nearly a couple of hours. I knew the large invasion would make it difficult for his cock to get hard again, but that was my challenge. When I returned, I took the measurements of his flaccid cock that I missed before, and then I started masturbating his cock in the same way as before, and as I expected his cock wasn’t really playing ball.

Deciding that he needed visual and nasal stimuli, I gracefully climbed onto the bed and knelt in a face-sitting type position, facing down his body with my cummy cunt hovering over his face (but out of reach of his tongue).

I knew my cunt was having an effect, as his cock was starting to stir again. I bent forward over his body, my mostly covered tits pressing into his chest, and lined my mouth up with his cock. Just before I started sucking on his cock, I felt some cum start to drip out of my cunt, and I glanced back to check it landed on his face.

All that stimulation worked, and his cock once again started to get hard. After I felt I had tantalised him enough, I lowered my cunt to his face and allowed him to start licking the cum off and out of me. That did it, and his cock once again got very hard, twitched, and this time, I took the load of cum in my mouth.

I desperately needed to cum, but that really wasn’t on scenario at this point. So, I reluctantly climbed off him, and standing next to his bed, I spat and dribbled the cum out of my mouth into his open mouth (without our lips touching). Until that session, I’d never found spitting or dribbling cum to be sexy, but in the heat of the moment, it was incredibly arousing.

When I had spat as much of his cum into his mouth as I could, I told him to swallow, and I did the same.

I was still desperate to cum, so having briefly left the room, I returned with Adam, his big dildo mounted in my strap-on harness. His eyes widened on seeing it. He knows what happens now: I always expose my clit whilst putting on the strap-on, and as I drive in and out, the flat end of the dildo rubs on my clit and makes me cum repeatedly. It is always a massive challenge for me to keep a consistent rhythm to build to his orgasm; it doesn’t feel right just to use his asshole to hold a dildo whilst I cum over and over.

Normally I warm him up with smaller dildos first, but I figured he was warmed up enough by the inflatable butt plug. I started sensually lubing up the dildo, making sure to stroke up and down the full length of the dildo with my hands.

I told him that this test I was about his ability to cum by anal stimulation alone, and I told him to turn over in preparation for the test. Adam was quite a challenge for him at this time (although he has moved on to larger ones now), and in the preceding weeks, I had only just built up to getting Adam all the way in on a vigorous motion.

I released the air from the inflatable butt plug, and in one motion pulled it clear of his ass. His asshole gaped for a few seconds, as it had been held wide open for nearly a couple of hours, and as it started to slowly close up, I clambered onto the bed and inserted the tip of the dildo in through the gaping asshole.

I firmly pushed the dildo in as deep as it would go, and he reared up with a little yelp as I drove in.

I leant forward and gave him a mirror, so that he could look back and see me riding him. He hadn’t seen me undo the top half of the tunic, so my white bra covered tits and free-to-view nipples were on show.

I focussed on his asshole and started to build up my rhythm. It didn’t take many strokes before I felt my first orgasm starting to build. I was determined to keep quieter than normal in these circumstances, but some noise did escape my lips as I came the first time. As usual, I tried to not break rhythm, despite a shuddering orgasm, and then I carried on with a slightly higher tempo.  Wave after wave passed over me, and all the time, his asshole just accepted Adam’s full length every time.

Eventually, my clit was starting to feel a little sensitive and a little tender and my rolling orgasms came to an end, allowing me to focus solely on his asshole and making him cum. With me making sure I was almost making the dildo pop out of his asshole on every stroke and driving it in as hard as I could manage on every stroke, he got louder and that made me even more resolute to complete the job.

I was in a race against time before my body gave out, but each moan of his was a little louder until eventually his body tensed and then released as he screamed out. I had a final few big slams into his asshole, and then lay down so my tits rested on his back, cuddling down to him.

Once I got my strength back, I got up, extracted the dildo from his asshole and climbed off. Then I rolled him over and looked at the mess I had made. I bent over and licked his cum off his body and the sheets, and then leant over him and again spat cum into his mouth.

With my tits still out, I declared his examination over, and that he may be called back for some more tests at a later point, and I left him to it.

I was very happy how that session had played out and I had more good ideas for the next session, but had to wash the uniform first, as it appeared to have cum on it. Not sure how that happened!

Lockdown Lewdness

5 June 2020 /

I know some people are having trouble through the lockdown because of being separated from partners. My heart really goes out to them, as I would be crawling up the wall. But luckily, my husband and Victoria are both with me, so there is plenty of sex and kinkiness available.

Both of them are working from home and full-time hours, and I spend time doing bits and pieces for my temporary role, but other than that, during the working day, I am mostly in my secretary guise, helping them both make time for sex and kink during the day by doing what I can to help them. Not one of those “at work” fucks has used the bed; all have been office-type positions that really reinforced the office sex dynamic. That has meant lots of sex bent over their desks and other positions, like sitting on his lap facing away from him with his cock inside me, his hands on my tits and me typing on the computer in front of me whilst he fucks me. The fun thing about positions like that is that he will check my typing afterwards and spank me for either being inaccurate or too slow. Either way, my ass knows about it.

In fact, since spanking is an important part of the secretary scenario, my ass has been spanked every single working day of the lockdown. Ow. As I’ve been doing work for both of them, they’ve both been spanking me, and sometimes multiple times in the day. Double ow. I love it though. I thought it might get boring, but it hasn’t, and I am loving all the spanking and the clothed sex and displaying that is going on.

Vicki’s ass isn’t getting away without being spanked though. He’s been finding things to spank her for, anything from being too loud in phone calls to licking my cunt too much to not licking my cunt enough to leaving a mess for me to clear up (that last two I get to spank her for).

As well as actual sex and spanking, there has been a lot of groping, flashing, displaying, hands up skirts and masturbating, and bending down to pick things up from boxes on the floor. There have even been some clothed tit-fucks, with one of us undoing our blouse to allow him to put his cock between our tits whilst still mostly being dressed for the office. That meant that for the rest of the working day, one of us was wearing a cum necklace.

We had to be careful with the timings of any activity that produces a visible result (like a cum necklace) or wearing something too see-through, as we’ve all been doing a lot of video conferences (like most people still working through lockdown have).

When it became clear they would both still be working they decided to establish a video conference position, a comfortable position with clear walls behind. Vicki made it clear that for her VCs, she intended to make them more exciting by being naked from the waist down, and tests of the VC showed that her work blouses didn’t look any more see-through on video than they actually were in real life.

I suggested, almost as a bit of a joke, that she should do her VCs on the queening chair, as it could be set as a good upright seating position and had a clear wall behind it. My husband found a table that was the right height for the laptop, and they did some on camera tests, and it worked really well. We then tested someone being in the underneath position on the queening chair, and you couldn’t be seen. So, the first VC that Vicki had, I was licking her cunt the entire time (and boy did that VC go on). I was careful to not get her so excited that she would cum, but nevertheless, she had a smile of her face for the whole VC. I heard someone say how bright and cheery she looked, and they had no idea why. When the VC finished, she closed the laptop and I took her that last step to orgasm, and it really didn’t take long.

So, the queening chair became the VC position, and we all did every work VC naked from the waist down. Sometimes, there was someone in the underneath position and sometimes we were penetrated by butt plugs, dildos, or double penetration dildos. My husband bought a couple of identical double penetration dildos especially. Each one has sizable realistic cocks for filling an ass and a cunt simultaneously, joined under the perineum, but they were carefully selected to allow us to sit down and work with our holes filled. He often had us both loaded with them at the same time, and sometimes bent us both over the desk and swapped them between us, so the one coated in my cunt juices and warm from my ass was put into Vicki’s cunt and ass and vice versa.

In another attempt to spice up the VCs, Vicki decided that when her clothes allowed, she would do VCs with her nipple clamps or suckers in place. Doing the VCs without a bra made her tits move in a sexy way and improved her mood no end.

Another tactic to make VCs more interesting was to be distractions by making out and fucking on the far side of the office in their eye line. Vicki and I did it first, and we had to muffle our screams in a cushion. One of our favourite positions was me sitting in a chair with my strap-on dildo buried in Vicki’s cunt as she sat on me, and fucked herself with it, with me holding on to her tits for balance and the rubbing tormenting my clit, all angled so that he could see everything. He was very distracted in those VCs.

My husband often distracted Vicki too, one of her favourites being for him to use my spreader bar to keep my legs apart and bending me over the desk, climbing on and driving his cock downwards into my ass, with my cunt on full display in her direction and her being able to see his cock emerging and then impaling my ass. Vicki was often very distracted too.

There was one particular VC where my husband was getting really stressed and wound up beforehand. So, to relax him, I pegged him for a bit bent over his desk, and then at the appropriate time, I took the harness off, and arranged him on the queening chair with his large dildo still inside his ass, and the harness folded so as to be comfortable for him to sit on. Then, for the entire meeting, Vicki gently sucked on his cock, only getting him hard and making him cum once the VC was over. After I shared her mouthful of cum, I reloaded myself into the harness (all without removing his dildo, which is harder than it sounds) and finished off my pegging. I had my rolling orgasms twice, so I was a very satisfied girl too.

To be honest, it is amazing any work gets done at all. But despite all the sex play and kink, lots of work is done, and on a particularly busy afternoon where we were all working flat out, he did something that rekindled a kink that we hadn’t done much of lately, something we are now doing regularly again, something that is as good as ever. All he did was to tell me that we had so much to do before his deadline that I didn’t have time to go for a piss and that I would have to hold it……

Without A Word

10 April 2020 /

I think Victoria has settled in perfectly. It was only a few days after she had formally moved in, and she came in from work more than a little stressed and not wanting to chat. But it turned out she did want to fuck.

She came into the lounge to find my husband slumped on the sofa watching television and me sitting at the desk doing some admin, both of us naked.

She sank to her knees in front of my husband, moved his legs apart, and then shuffled in between them. She undid the buttons of her blouse, and then pulled it off over her head, releasing her 32GG tits. They sprang and rebounded as she pulled them free of the garment, and they oscillated in a very pleasing way, grabbing his attention away from what he was watching. I wasn’t sure for how much of the day she had been without a bra, but her blouse was quite thin, so I suspect she had used her tits as a distraction technique at work.

She grabbed his cock with her right hand, and lowered her head to meet it, first licking up and down his cock, and particularly round behind his glans, a manoeuvre she knows will immediately bring his cock to attention. She sprinkled in some sucking, focussing on sucking his big head into her mouth and rolling her tongue round it, and finally some serious milking his cock, long strokes with her fingers forming a tight ring around its shaft as she continued to suck in his head. It jumped to attention pretty quickly, and under the ministerings of her hands and mouth, it was getting very hard and very long.

She stood up, and in one swift fluid movement, she continued to pump at his cock with her hand, she clambered onto his lap, lifted up her skirt so it gathered at her waist, and lowered her eager cunt onto his erect cock.

She leant forward, pressing her tits into his chest as she started to ride up and down on his cock. The leaning forward gave me a superb view from behind of his cock sliding in and out of her cunt. What a wondrous sight it was – a close-up view of actual penetration in action. He saw me intently watching her display, so he decided to enhance it by roughly pulling apart her ass cheeks with his hands, improving the already fabulous view by adding her stretched asshole.

I sat closely watching her cunt and asshole for a number of minutes, putting my hands to my cunt, and rubbing my own clit and lips. As the noise level increased from the other two, I heard the noises of him trying to hold on as long as possible before he orgasmed. Vicki recognised the noises too, so her motions riding his cock got much faster and her noise level got much louder, until eventually he stopped her moving and drove his cock deep into her cunt, and I saw the tell-tale pulsing of his muscles and they both made noises that clearly signified he was cumming.

As they breathed quite heavily but lay otherwise motionless, I saw an opportunity for me to not be left out. I left the room, loaded myself into my harness and loaded a dildo into the harness that I know Vicki’s asshole can take, and armed with some lube and a lube syringe, I returned to the lounge.

My husband was making small rocking movements, trying to bring his cock back to life. He saw my strap-on ready to go, and he pulled her cheeks wide apart to improve my access. I sprayed some lube onto her asshole. She didn’t react and continued to lay pressed against him as I emptied the lube syringe into her asshole. Then I nudged the end of the lubed dildo against her asshole, and with my husband stretching it wide, it was easy for the tip of the dildo to slip into her asshole and with a steady even pressure, I pushed the dildo all the way in.

Vicki yelped a little yelp of pleasure as I pushed the dildo home. I love making her make that noise. I started long strokes, slamming into her ass at each inwards stroke. I also felt my husband making his small rocking movements, clearly trying to improve the structural integrity of his cock.

The greedy slut loves both holes being filled, and my silicone cock would wait for his real cock to come back to life, something that happened fairly quickly. Luckily, I was feeling quite well today, so I had enough stamina to be able to give her a long hard pegging, and with a long hard pegging quickly come my rolling orgasms, wave after wave of orgasms as the end of the dildo connects with my increasingly tender clit. My rolling orgasms died away eventually, at about the same time that his cock got really hard and totally filled her, and she started moaning really loudly at the feeling.

My husband synchronised his thrusts with mine, so that we both thrust in at the same time and both pulled out at the same time. This gave her the sensation of having both holes really filled, going quickly to both holes gapingly empty. She orgasmed a couple of times in quick succession, but neither my husband nor I slowed to allow her a chance to recover; we knew her cunt would be really sensitive by now, but that wasn’t stopping us.

Normally, I tire from the physical exertion before her clit can’t take any more, but not today. She eventually begged us to give her clit a break, which we did after her next orgasm. My husband withdrew his cock from her cunt as I withdrew the strap-on from her asshole, and then he rolled her over onto her front so that she was lying on him. He grabbed a tit in each hand and lightly held her in place by them, giving her clit the rest she asked for.

I remembered a discussion he and I had a while ago, and I got what he had in mind. I nipped out of the room and returned with her high-powered mains wand, which I plugged in.

He then started holding her tits firmer and her lower half started flailing around as she squirmed. Amongst the squirming, I grabbed her hips, lifted her legs up so her knees were over my shoulders and lined up my silicone cock with her asshole again (this time with her the other way up), impaling her asshole with a little re-lubing of the dildo.

That significantly reduced her squirming, but her squirming increased again when I applied her wand to her already fragile and overused clit. I pinned her legs either side of my tits as I increased the power of the wand to its maximum, mercilessly holding the wand against her clit as she shrieked as it all got too much.

And then the magic happened. Quite forcefully, and in a vertical direction (as enforced by the dildo in her ass), she began to squirt. It was a fountain of sweet sticky liquid spraying up and mostly covering me and her chest. I held the wand in exactly the same position until the fountain started to drop, then I moved it around trying to extract every last drop of squirt out of her poor body.

When the fountain finally stopped, I removed the wand from her clit, and we all stayed in position, breathless and very happy, none of us in a desperate rush to clean up. The whole session was completed without a word being uttered, such is our friendship, love, and knowledge of each other.

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