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His Fantasy, But A Cameo For The Girls (Part One)

30 November 2022 /

I tugged at the underbed restraints holding my husband’s arms in place, checking they were tight and didn’t give him any chance to move. I pulled at the buckles on the spreader bar holding his feet about half a metre apart, and then at the rope work that pinned the spreader bar to the headboard: that too was tight. I wasn’t that experienced with rope work, so I was pleased with my efforts.

It didn’t look a comfortable position for him, being tied to the bed face up, with his head hanging over the bottom of the bed and his spreader bar restrained feet tied to the headboard. I think the head hanging over the edge gave him a good idea what was likely to happen to him; I was about to fulfil a long-held fantasy of his, with a position and act he saw described somewhere years before he met me.

He had no idea I had been planning this, and I decided that fulfilling his fantasy would be his cameo at our all-girls orgasm party to celebrate the centenary post on this blog. I knew this was a particularly kinky scenario he longed for and I knew it would make a very kinky blog post. I decided to add the rope work and the spreader bar, and added a fantasy of mine into the mix, as I bought him an all-over latex suit, covering his whole body, apart from his mouth and nostrils, and a strip from his cock round to the top of his ass crack. Everything else was covered in latex. Before he loaded himself into the suit, I had him put earplugs in, so he couldn’t see or hear anything, but he could smell and taste.

After his arms were locked in place, but before his legs, I inserted his inflatable butt plug, which I inflated until he moaned, and then with him immobilised, I inflated the butt plug more as I saw fit, a couple of pumps at a time, until it was clearly causing him a lot of discomfort. However, his cock was stirring without any input from anyone, despite the large ass invasion (which would often hamper an erection), so he was definitely getting excited.

I knew it would be mind-blowing for him and he had no idea what the rest of us would get up to. All he knew was that he was the only man at the otherwise all-girl party and that he was to be used by the guests, rather than being a guest himself. Once he had been tied down, he had no rights and what happened to him was totally in our control.

So, after checking the restraints, I gave the bulb on the inflatable butt plug a couple more pumps. He moaned again, but otherwise didn’t say anything. He knew his place.

I left him as the guests started to arrive. Seven women all aware of exactly what I had planned, and all primed and ready to go. They all knew he was an important bit part player in the evening, but they were all primed to use him first. Eight women, including me, all at various stages of discomfort because of our full bladders. They knew he was to be our toilet for the evening, and they knew how he was to be used. So did he; the head position told him everything he needed to know.

I was concerned some of the women might not be keen to do this, that they might get stage fright and be unable to piss, or that they would not want their first action in front of the other women to be pissing. I need not have worried. Most of them seemed to have pissed in front of other women before, often rather a lot. There were, it seems, too many late night outdoor squatting sessions in their collective histories. My mind at ease, I could sit back and enjoy what was about to unfold, a wonderful display of womanhood shared between people with a single common link.

And soon it was time. We all gathered in the bedroom as the first woman assumed the position, feet slightly apart, knees bent, ass sticking out with his head a few inches under her ass. She pulled his head up between her legs, planting his face unceremoniously against her cunt and she started pissing in his mouth with no delay, no warning, just head up and the flow began. Luckily, he knew what was coming, so he knew what he had to do. She had been doing the thigh squeezing as soon as she arrived, and during the half hour waiting for all the guests to arrive, she had progressed to the bending over cunt grabbing stage and was clearly the guest most in need of relief.

She knew the score and fought to keep her flow to a speed he could swallow, somebody else talking the new women through the mechanics, all with a background soundtrack of him gulping for all he was worth. The speed of her starting to piss once his mouth was in place surprised him, the fierceness of her early piss stream did not. Her moderating her flow meant that he was able to keep up swallowing her piss, and eventually, the flow subsided and after a few spurts as she squeezed out the last drops, he started licking her dry.

And when she was happy with how dry she was, she just lowered his head and let go of it and moved away. Clearly the act excited all the women present, and our first pisser was almost immediately replaced by another women, who had been made more desperate hearing the piss spurting from the first woman. Several of the other women were rubbing their cunts, either to try to stem the force of their own collected piss, or to wank a little at their excitement at the visual and audible feast they were part of.

The second crotch grabbing thigh squeezer took position and pulled his head in place, making sure her cunt was planted over his mouth. Her piss was not immediately forthcoming, most likely because she hasn’t done anything like this before. He flicked his tongue round her cunt, noticing how she was already sexually excited, and he kept flicking in tongue round until he tasted the first drop of her piss. Then he locked on, whilst the dribble turned into a flood and he was back to full speed gulping. She was at risk of flooding his mouth, but he was just about able to keep up, although he was relieved when the flood started abating again, and after her last squeeze, he licked her clean and dry.

She lifted her cunt off his face and moved away, giving him a chance to have some good gulps of air. But mere moments later, he realised another woman had taken up the position and was lifting his face up to their cunt. As he stuck his tongue out to find her cunt and locate her pisshole, he realised he was in for a long night. Some cameo.

He was bracing for another flood of warm tangy piss, as he realised what he was in for now; woman after woman draining her bladder into his mouth in his dream position. He didn’t know how many women were there (and that was particularly mean of me), but he had said he wanted to live out the fantasy, not believing I’d find enough women willing to take part. He should know me by now.

Whilst the third use as a toilet was going on, one of the other women noticed his cock, which by this point was fairly erect. A mouth was quickly put over his cock, slowly sucking on it whilst the pissing was still going on at the other end. Over the course of the next ten minutes, several women sucked and licked at his cock, whilst several further women carried on pissing into his mouth.

All the sucking and licking at his cock was getting him ready to explode, as at his mouth, yet another cunt with a full bladder replaced an already drained one.

Finally, the mouths left his cock and he felt the unmistakable feeling of a warm moist cunt slide down onto it, starting a slow rhythmic fuck in what he thought was reverse cowgirl. What he didn’t know was that one woman had particularly asked to ride his cock, as she wanted a load of cum inside her cunt, and because she hadn’t really had the chance before.

The cowgirl slowly increased the pace as yet more piss flowed into his mouth, both making his cock grow steadily larger and harder. Another change of cunt over his mouth and a now relentless and frenetic cunt fuck and as his cock grew larger with one final growth and it fired cum at high power deep inside the cunt.

I know it has wound him up not knowing whose cunt he filled with cum, but he will be pleased when he finds out, as it is someone new (but I know he’ll be happy with her, as he’s known her for a number of years). I also know that it wound him up that he had no idea how many women there were, or indeed, who those women were, and he still doesn’t know that last bit; he will find out at exactly the same time as you, in the final part of this blog post.

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!)

Four Become Six (Part Three)

18 March 2018 /

We might have misjudged this. Our clit stimulating activities had drained us ladies both physically and mentally. We were collapsed in our husbands’ arms being cuddled whilst we talked, firstly the second half of “Have You Ever?” and after just general sex and filthy talking. The talk was getting us excited, but our clits were still complaining from the stimulation.

But eventually, after a couple of hours, we ladies decided we were ready for one last fuck, and Laura, as the first to complete the clit test, said she was ready to be fucked. Her husband had other ideas though – with the hand that wasn’t cuddling her, he began pressing on her bladder. She complained that he would likely make her need to piss, but for her husband, that was exactly the point – the other women had pissed in front of everyone and she hadn’t. Her bladder was apparently rock hard, to such a degree that she winced as it was pressed. It didn’t take much pressing before she admitted she had to piss, and that she wouldn’t have been able to enjoy the fuck because of it. Her husband moved quickly and got her into position, with her cunt flaps held open and the collection tray in place. Nikki and I were offering encouraging words, and as Laura was having trouble starting to piss, so I gently applied a little pressure to her bladder, and soon enough, her stream started, from a weak stream into a flood. I was actually concerned she was about to overflow the tray, but her husband got her to stop her stream whilst the tray was emptied. When the tray was returned, she easily released the last part of the flood until it naturally died away. I pressed her bladder again and could confirm I didn’t feel the hardness that would mean there was a significant amount of piss left in her bladder. She was empty and somewhat relieved.

As her husband lay down and she knelt over him for him to lick her dry, she admitted that she actually felt that pissing in this way was degrading and demeaning, but she had to concede that it was really enjoyable too, and that she would definitely be doing it again with us in the future.

Nikki then suggested that Laura should wait for her fuck to give the rest of us a spot of action. Laura agreed and went back to her husband and cuddled up to him with his arm round her. I was ready for a fuck, as feeling Laura’s bladder had made me really hot. Nikki went and got the spreader bar as we explained the final fuck. Basically, we were going to bend over some furniture of the men’s choice, ass up and legs held apart with the spreader bar, our asshole and cunt would be totally on display. We decided that, for each woman, there would be five minutes to enjoy looking at the displayed cunt and ass, followed by a couple of minutes of cunt licking, a couple of minutes of rimming and finally a hard fuck.

My husband selected one of his favourite positions, me bent over the arm of the sofa. My belly was supported by the arm, so my tits hung free and would swing back and forwards as I was fucked. It would make a great view. So, I was put on display first and all five talked about how wonderful and exposed it looked. It seemed like an eternity, but eventually, I felt my husband’s tongue start working over my cunt, working its full length and flicking his tongue round my clit. Apparently, they stopped talking so they could listen to my moans. They said it was almost like human purring, and they said how magical it was to hear someone in such joy. My cunt was somewhat disappointed when his tongue left it, but it felt good to have his tongue flicking round my ass pucker and pushing at my pucker. My asshole really wanted his cock, but I knew he would soon be nailing my cunt.

His tongue left my asshole, and I briefly felt damp and unsatisfied, but then I felt his cockhead pushing against my cunt. Oh my god, he was huge, and I was already ridiculously wet, so he could just plough in. There was nothing gentle about the force with which he impaled me. In one stroke, he drove his massive rock hard cock all the way into my cunt, before immediately almost completely withdrawing it and re-impaling it with all the drive he could get. The switching between incredibly full and almost empty was almost overwhelming. At this point, I had totally forgotten the audience and was craving each drive of his cock. I was lost in an almost total daze, as the massive drive and full/empty dynamic continued, until I tensed up and started to cum. He drove in and his cock started that tell-tale throb that meant he was about to unload a nice load of cum in my cunt. He’d been desperately holding on in the hope I would cum, and thankfully I did. He withdrew his cock, and only then did I become aware of the audience again, as they discussed the cummy mess inside my cunt. They only unlocked the spreader bar after a few minutes of the discussion. I didn’t realise I was straining against the spreader bar quite a bit during the fuck, so it was important for the resulting fuck, and they said my tits were snapping backwards and forwards in a very erotic way. As an audience, they didn’t know where they needed to be looking. For some reason, I found a bizarre pride in this.

Nikki’s husband chose to bend her over the dining room table, so her tits would be squashed against the table, rather than swinging freely. After we loaded her legs into the spreader bar, I settled down in the arms of my husband to take it the view. I had no idea what a wonderful view it would be; the way her ass cheeks were gently parted tantalisingly revealing her ass pucker and the way her cunt was just opened up a little as everything was stretched out. It was mesmerising, and I felt especially naughty as I knew that was me a few minutes ago. I realised how exposed that makes you, especially with the spreader bar stopping you from closing up your legs. It is incredibly erotic. I began wondering what my husband would look like with his cock visible but slightly erect, perhaps as a prelude to pegging.

My daydream was interrupted though by her husband starting to lick her cunt. As she got more excited, her body pulled against the bindings of the spreader bar, and as she was moving her hips backwards and forwards, her ass pucker and cunt were briefly becoming more exposed before retreating a little. As he stopped licking and brought his erect cock towards her cunt lips, it was obvious he was going to block my view, so I decided to move round to focus on her face and the odd flash of tit as she writhed around. As he increased the pace, she licked her lips and smiled at me, before closing her eyes to focus on the fuck. It was a nice view – along the length of her body, her ass and nipples occasionally coming into view and a good view of the muscles tensing in his body as he thrust. The moans coming from between her lips signified she was close, and I saw the tensing of her body as she came. He came a few seconds later, and I went round to see his cock slip out of her cunt, depositing a small trail of cum round her cunt lips. Like with me, we left her exposed for a couple of minutes whilst we stared at her cummy cunt and talked about the fuck. Theirs was a much more sedate fuck but was easily as effective.

Laura was last to go, and as before, she’d been playing with her husband’s cock whilst Nikki was fucking. Laura’s husband indicated to Nikki to put her in the spreader bar over the table as Nikki had been, and while she did this, he whispered to me that he wouldn’t have long before he came, so would I use the wand on her clit again? Of course, I agreed. We eagerly looked at her exposed cunt and asshole, and then looked on while he licked at her cunt and then asshole. Whilst her attention was elsewhere, I clambered under the table and lay on my back, my head not far from the spreader bar, and wand in my hand ready to go. I had the most amazing view of her exposed cunt, and of his cock nearing her opening, then pushing in. I heard her gasp as he impaled himself, and I then turned on the wand and applied it to her clit from her belly side so as to not obscure my view, which made her cry out. He wasn’t wrong, he barely lasted a minute, but thanks to my working on her clit, she came shortly after he did. As he withdrew, I stayed lying on the floor to watch her freshly-fucked cunt until they began releasing her legs from the spreader bar.

And sadly, our time was up. We all hugged and said how much we’d enjoyed the evening. So much sex, so many orgasms (mostly because of Laura’s panties) and so many wonderful memories. How could we top this?

Four Become Six (Part Two)

11 March 2018 /

It was quite a scene. Three men coming to the dinner table fully clothed but with their cocks hanging out, three naked women with cummy cunts, and one of those women with cum covered tits. Hardly the stereotypical dinner party, and it was somewhat surreal that we all sat down for our meal like that. This was very special.

Once we were all settled with a glass of fruit punch in hand, Laura asked for everyone’s dessert spoons. She scraped the cum from her tits into the six spoons and returned a spoon to each of us as a starter! I was pleased to see there were no issues with swallowing the cum (even the men).

The main course of the meal was a nice bowl of chilli topped with grated cheese and served with some home-made bread. I have to admit we ladies were a little giggly whilst we all ate, but everyone cleared their bowl, and it was declared as very tasty. Only then did we reveal the secret ingredient in the recipe – instead of 1½ pints of water, we used 1½ pints of our piss (½ a pint for each female), and as we were working to a plan, we took care to not overdrink the evening before, so our piss was a strong yellow colour too. It wasn’t noticeable in the flavour, and the men decided they’d be happy to eat that recipe again, and in fact, Nikki’s husband suggested that we had raised the bar with recipes with kinky ingredients, so we would have to find another recipe next time. Little did he know we already had three possibilities, so he won’t be disappointed.

From “Piss Chilli”, we moved on to dessert, and following on from the success of “Honey Cunt”, we went for “Reverse Maple Cunt”. As you may guess, both the position and syrup were changed. Last time, “Honey Cunt” was served with the lady in a seated position on the table with her legs spread and the honey being poured directly onto her clit and running down her cunt. This time, the lady was on her knees on the table, bent over with her ass cheeks being held open by one of the other women. The maple syrup was poured directly onto her clenched asshole by the third woman and ran down to her cunt. The job of the licker was to lick clean only her cunt, until right at the end, when the asshole was cleaned. We had two rounds of dessert – the men ate from their partners first, then the women from one of the other women, then the men had seconds and then the women ate from the other woman. I have to admit that I felt enormously exposed being in this position, but I loved every second of it.

Next, whilst we gave our tongues a rest, we all sat round, the gentlemen finally stripped and cuddling their respective ladies, and we played “Have You Ever?” It’s somewhat like “Truth or Dare” but without the dares bit. All the questions were of a sexual nature, and the other two ladies had both individually decided on questions about outdoor sex, whilst I focussed on spanking and cropping. Seems like we’d all had quite a bit of outdoor sex in our time, although Nikki and her husband have a particular penchant for it, and it seems all the ladies liked to be on the receiving end of a bit of light spanking. Only my man had ever received a spanking though, and that was from me. I think we all realised some of the ideas from “Have You Ever?” would be part of a future evening.

We also had a pre-planned mid-way interval in “Have You Ever?”, because of Laura’s panties. We decided that someone who arrived wearing “Watch meeeeee cum” panties needed to cum quite a bit, and if she did, we both needed to as well. We decided to deploy my wand with clitoral attachment, a rumbly tool which makes me cum like a train. We decided on 30 seconds on low speed, 30 seconds on medium speed and then a minimum of 10 minutes on high speed, the direct clitoral stimulation stopping the first time she came after the 10 minutes was up. We also decided to use a spreader bar to make sure her legs were kept well apart, primarily to maintain the view, and we decided on a safe word rather than responding to words like stop (and we explained this to the men, although we didn’t say what the safe word was).

Laura went first, with us attaching the spreader bar to her legs and extending it so her legs were wide apart, before Nikki held her shoulders and I applied the wand to her clit (from above so as to not obstruct the view). Laura started trying to move her body as the vibrations gained strength, her first orgasm hitting whilst she was still on medium vibrations. She kept trying to wriggle free of the wand, and I had to concentrate on following her movements. I lost count but was told she came three times before she started complaining about her poor clit and how it was suffering. She began begging for us to stop with around 4 minutes to go, but she didn’t use the safe word, so we carried on. Unfortunately for her, she came with ten seconds to go, so by rule, we carried on until she came again, a further 90 seconds later. When I removed the wand, her clit was enormous and vibrant red, a result of the 12½ minutes of direct stimulation and 8 orgasms.

As she cuddled with her husband shortly after, Laura admitted that was the most she had ever cum in one go. Her husband had managed to get five in a row out of her, but she suspects he’d have stopped when she was begging.

So, next up was Nikki, but she decided she needed to piss before her turn. I was looking forward to this, to finding out why my husband loves to watch it so much. She got into the agreed kneeling position with her husband holding both the bowl and her lips apart. But despite contortions on her face, she didn’t start pissing. She had stage fright. I knelt down behind her and whispered encouragement in her ear and helped her to relax, and soon, after a minute or two, a single drop of piss emerged from her pisshole, before being joined by another and then a short stream. As she relaxed, her stream got stronger her facial expression changed to relief. But all too soon, the fantastic view was over as her strong stream turned into a dribble, then dried up. Her husband hurriedly lay down and she knelt over him and brought her cunt to meet his eager tongue.

After a good amount of licking, she got up and assumed the seated position Laura had just vacated. As her husband retook his seat, we attached the spreader bar to her legs, and I showed Laura how to use the wand. This time, I was to hold Nikki’s shoulders whilst Laura wielded the wand. Nikki didn’t wriggle like Laura did – in fact she was almost grinding her clit into the end of the wand. She got to six orgasms, the sixth a mere ten seconds after her time slot has elapsed. I looked down at her clit and saw that it too was enormous and vibrant red. I knew my clit was next and I couldn’t wait.

I took up the position and Nikki applied the spreader bar. I did wriggle as she applied the wand to my clit, but I didn’t even get a noticeable break in contact. Nikki was relentless in pursuit of my clit. I tried to delay cumming for as long as I could, but Nikki started talking about how I had to “cum like the orgasm loving slut she knows I am”. That did it. I erupted into a wave of orgasm, that went on and on for a couple of minutes (apparently – seemed a lot longer to me). When the orgasm died down, I still had a minute to go, and I knew my poor clit and cunt had to have another orgasm in them. Ideally, I would have stopped, but I wasn’t going to be the only one to use the safe word. I think Laura realised my predicament, so she started talking about how the biggest sluts always have another orgasm in them, and about how my cunt wouldn’t let me down. Just hearing her say those words and Nikki joining in meant that I was soon back in the right frame of mind. It took about 5 minutes of slut talk and direct wand-to-clit contact before I came, in a thirty second wave. Only then was my poor clit freed from the torment of the wand.

Laura’s husband loved the dirty talk coming from his wife, and she looked pleased with herself. Nikki also looked pleased with how large and red my clit was. I however was completely drained and didn’t move from Laura’s arms when Nikki released me from the spreader bar. I wasn’t sure how the hell I was going to complete the final fuck that was still to come.

Four Become Six (Part One)

6 March 2018 /

Today was the day that our throng of sex watchers increased from four to six. It was Laura and her husband’s first watchers party, and in their eagerness, they were first to arrive at our house, with Nikki and her husband shortly after. The men were already getting very excited, as it was obvious all three women weren’t wearing bras. My tits were the largest (at 34H), but Nikki’s weren’t much smaller (at 34GG) and Laura was the smallest (although hardly small at 32G). However, we were all large enough that our tits were swinging wildly and making their unleashed presence felt, and all three of us were excited too, as our nipples were standing proudly to attention.

So, as a first activity, I climbed on board my exercise bike, being sure that I wasn’t sitting on the fabric of my dress. As I began peddling against a large gear, my tits started exaggerated and rhythmic swinging, pushing against the fabric of my dress. The men were captivated. After a couple of minutes, I stopped peddling, lifted up my arms and Nikki and Laura lifted off my dress, leaving me totally naked on the bike. I peddled again for a couple of minutes, with all present being mesmerised at the rhythmic but uncontained swinging of my tits.

When I’d had enough (i.e., before my tits started hurting from the motion), I climbed off the bike and waved Nikki onto it. She did the same, although with slightly more vigorous peddling than I did, so her tits were swinging somewhat more violently than mine were, and again, we lifted off her dress leaving her naked on the bike for her second batch of peddling. Nikki got off and waved Laura onto the bike, and Laura clambered on eagerly. Laura had a somewhat exaggerated sway to her body, which enhanced the swing of her tits. She stopped peddling and Nikki and I lifted off her dress, to reveal her body naked apart from her trademark white cotton thong, which was adorned with the message “Watch meeeeee cum”. She restarted her exaggerated sway whilst peddling until her couple of minutes were up, then we helped her off the bike, she moved to centre stage, turned round so that her ass faced the men, then slowly slipped the thong over her ass cheeks, and dropped it to the floor. The men all cheered as she did so. She then turned round, and her husband gasped at the sight of her totally bald cunt. He has wanted her to wax everything off for ages, but this was the first time she had ever done so.

She knelt in front of him and freed his cock from his trousers. It was pretty hard already. She slowly put his cock to her lips and started working it with her tongue, and it grew harder and longer quite quickly, and she removed it from her mouth and aimed it at the top of her tits. It wasn’t long before he spewed cum all over her tits, and then he went limp in her hand quite quickly. She leant back on her heels, then got up, curtsied, and asked everyone how that was. “Pure porn” Nikki replied. “Fucking amazing” I replied. My husband said he thought she ought to leave the cum there, as a sign of what a slut she was. “I had every intention of doing so” was her reply.

Wow. Nikki and I had something to live up to. Laura had really upped the ante – she carried out the plan with a certain flair and panache. We relaxed with some fruit punch, as Laura revealed that she always imagined herself being a porn diva, but never thought she’d live it. There would be lots of chances for her to live her dream, but right now, Nikki was in need of cock.

We had decided beforehand on Seated Reverse Cowgirl, with the man sitting on the sofa and the woman facing the audience sliding up and down his cock.

Nikki undid the zip on her husband’s trousers and pulled out his cock. She stroked at it for a few seconds until it started to become hard. Then she turned round and lowered her cunt onto his cock, then leant back against his body, giving the best view of her impaled cunt to the enthralled crowd. He grabbed on to her tits with his hands and helped her to ride up and down his cock. All four watchers were mesmerised by her body, and by his cock disappearing and reappearing rhythmically. She began encouraging him to hold off cumming for as long as possible, as she wanted more cock. You could tell from his face that he was fighting, and he lasted a good few minutes, but finally, his cock and balls gave that tell-tale twitch that signified her cunt was being filled with cum. His cock quickly became limp and slid out of her cunt, dragging a little cum out with it. By rule, she was not allowed to remove the cum, so her inner thigh was marked with a shiny trail.

Her husband let go of her tits, and she slid sideways, so she was sitting next to him. We chatted about what we saw (in particular Laura and her husband and their first public view of the fucking), and then Nikki then pointed towards me as the next cunt to be fucked.

As attention switched to me, I realised that I couldn’t ignore my bladder throbbing any more and that before I fucked, I’d need to be the first person to avail of our plan. As I announced my problem, Nikki and Laura clapped and squealed with delight. I explained to the men that we had decided to piss in the lounge in front of everyone, and that our partners needed to help. My husband was very keen! I knelt on the floor (facing the audience with my knees somewhat apart), and following my instruction, he held a tray between my legs with one hand and parted my cunt lips with the other, revealing my pisshole to the audience. Then, when he was ready, I started to release my stream. My initial feelings of relief were replaced with an overwhelming feeling of depravity – I mean, I’ve pissed with my husband for years, but never so publicly and so openly in front of others. I fucking enjoyed it though. When my stream had stopped, I told him I had finished, and he put the tray down. Then I told him the final part of the plan, and that was to use his mouth to clean me off, rather than toilet paper. He eagerly lay down on the floor and I knelt with my knees either side of his head, and he keenly licked my cunt clean, staring up past my tits to my eyes as he did it. As he finished, Laura pointed at the straining cock within his trousers, so I got up, turned round, freed his cock, and then lowered my cunt onto it (in a classic reverse cowgirl).

He was already rock hard, so I could just ride him. He could only see my ass, but the audience all moved so they could see his cock impaling my cunt. He didn’t last long and filled me with cum almost instantly, but he was so excited, he stayed hard so I could ride him for a long time. About 15 minutes in, I slightly adjusted my position and made the magic connection of his cock and my clit. It didn’t take much rubbing before I came, and I carried on going and came three more times before my body gave way and I collapsed on top of him. Still embedded in my cunt, I felt his cock expand one last time and deposit another load of cum in me.

After a period of applause and adoration, Nikki and Laura helped me up and hugged me, and then I turned round and blushed slightly. Then Nikki turned to Laura and reminded her that we still hadn’t seen them actually fuck, and there was still time before dinner. Before the event, Laura had told us that she needed to keep playing with her husband’s cock to help him to stay live, and indeed, she’d been doing so whilst Nikki and I were fucking. So, he was ready to go and sitting in a position to receive Seated Reverse Cowgirl. She played with his hard cock, then lowered herself onto him, guided by his hands on her ass. She looked up to see all four observers looking intensely at her filled cunt and cum covered tits. She slid up and down his cock for a few minutes and his cock twitched and deposited more cum inside her, and quickly slid out of her cunt. Short but very sweet – we’d seen them fucking and we’d seen him cumming, and we were all thrilled about that. Four had truly become six over the course of the last couple of hours, but we were worried that the men wouldn’t recover before the second penetrations we had planned. Still, we had planned recovery time for them with food and other activities, so hopefully they’d be ready for the final fuckings of the night. The night was still young, and we had awesome plans…..

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