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We All Knew What Was Going To Happen (Part Three)

2 September 2021 /

Poor Laura was exhausted. A good number of orgasms in such a short time. I hope we hadn’t gone too far, as my husband was on his way and expecting a really hard fuck from a turned on Laura. Whilst Laura collapsed in orgasm induced daze, Vicki and I started gently working on her nipples, with a little tweaking, licking, and sucking, with a little tit squeezing as Laura began to wake up.

With my husband still 20 minutes away, Laura decided she needed a taste of cunt, and Vicki was first up. She stooped over the sofa, pushing her cunt to Laura’s mouth, and letting Laura’s eager and flexible tongue start to lick over the folds. Vicki’s cunt was quite slick, so there was plenty to taste and to lick off. It is clear Laura wasn’t aiming to give more orgasms; she was clearly too tired, but she was cleaning Vicki up and enjoying every morsel of Vicki’s juices.

Once Vicki was clean, we swapped places and Laura cleared my cunt of juices too. She was very thorough in her inspection and eagerly cleaned me completely.

Just as she was about to finish, my husband arrived, smirking at the scene of debauchery in front of him. In fact, he asked what we’d done to poor Laura to exhaust her so much, but Vicki and I just innocently fluttered our eyelashes and said “Who, us?” (Laura was still licking my cunt at the time.)

He helped first Vicki and then me off the pile (both of us receiving a single hard spank with his hand as we got up), leaving Laura licking our flavour off her lips and leaving Vicki and me with a perfect red hand print on each of our asses. He slightly adjusted Laura’s position, so that her ass was just hanging off the front edge of the sofa, and her legs were in the air. He gave me and Vicki a leg each to hold back up her body and to spread apart, leaving a wide open, quivering, and gaping cunt in full view.

He took a while to take in this breath-taking view, before a pleading look on Laura’s face nudged him to carry on, him dropping his trousers, revealing he wasn’t wearing underwear and revealing a rock hard cock that was already rather big. He got to his knees and started rubbing his glans against the exposed pink parts of her cunt.

Laura looked at him, then put her hands down between her legs and pulled apart her cunt lips. She was pretty breathless, and this was a sure-fire way of her indicating what she wanted. She wanted him in no doubt. She wasn’t waiting a minute more. It was unsaid, but clear.

Vicki and I had done too good a job of cleaning her up, and so she wasn’t slick enough for him, so he carried on rubbing his glans against her now spreadeagled cunt lips, just occasionally dipping the very tip of his cock in between her lips. His mellow steady voice was telling her what a slut she was, and how little sluts like her only get what they deserve, and that was enough so that it wasn’t long before she was naturally lubing up, her cunt ready and keen for his cock. His cock was now easily hard enough that he could let go and continue the rubbing motion against her cunt, so he got his hands in position on the sofa and lifted his knees up to improve his drive.

And then he did it. He drove his rock hard cock deep into her sopping cunt. The force of her impaling made her lift her ass up a little off the sofa, and sink back as he withdrew, before repeating the body movements with every stroke. She was loud, in her grunts every time he drove in and in her telling him what he was doing to her. She told him how his cock was pressing against the top of her cunt and rubbing against her clit each time he withdrew. He was picking up the pace now, and her face had gone from exhaustion and ecstasy to gritted teeth and determination.

And from between those gritted teeth, she managed to gasp “Don’t change” as his motion was working and bringing her towards orgasm, and then once his rhythm and motion was being perfectly maintained, she dug in and gasped “Must fight”, as clearly, she was trying to delay her orgasm as long as possible. Despite her best efforts, she had little resistance, and he knew she was about to cum.

And when he felt it starting, he drove in as hard as possible and firmly held the tops of her arms in his hands as her body twitched with the power of her cumming, her cunt tightening around his granite-like cock. As soon as her orgasm died down and her cunt’s vice-like grip being eased, he started again in the same rhythm and motion, continuing our relentless assault on her cunt.

This time, it took a while. Clearly, she was almost orgasmed out, but he was confident he could get one more out of her. First me then Vicki grabbed Laura’s tits with our spare hands, focussing on her nipples and working it to increase her arousal. That was the last straw and soon Laura was again bucking against his cock fighting to hold off her orgasm.

She didn’t have much to fight it with, and so soon, another orgasm swept over her, her cunt’s vice-like grip of his cock being reasserted. This time, as the grip was slackened, he withdrew and waved his hard cock in her face. She opened her mouth for him to insert it, and she sucked on his cock a little, until he was clearly about to cum. He withdrew, aimed his cock at her tits, spewed his cum over the nipples and between her fleshy tits, then put his cock back in her mouth to finish off cumming, with her sucking on his cock to extract every ounce of cum and cleaning him up as she went.

I let go of her tit and began rubbing his cum into her tits, Vicki following me doing the same, and then we presented her with our hands to lick off what was left of his cum.

And there she was, Laura, the used up slut, orgasmed out, tits covered in drying cum, mouth tasting of cock and cunt, happier than she had been in months, if not years.

And there were we three, all happy that Laura was such a mess in such a short space of time, and this was just the start. My husband wanted his first ass fuck with her to be an against the wall driving hard special, and I knew she wanted to peg a man, and she knew how much my husband liked being pegged. Laura had come such a long way since that first party, and she was seriously into sex now. I think we all knew this was the first of many times we’d make her cum. What a great fuck she was! What a perfect slut she had become!

We All Knew What Was Going To Happen (Part Two)

24 August 2021 /

Laura and I were sitting topless on Laura’s sofa, our mouths and tongues locked together, our naked tits pressed against each other, our respective nipples rock hard and poking into the other’s fleshy tits. Laura had waited so long for this. Her wishes were about to come true.

Victoria had entered the room (The front door was left on the latch, as we thought we might get distracted.) and by the time either of us looked at Vicki, her blouse and bra were in a heap on the floor, and she had dropped to her knees to Laura’s right and my left.

Laura roughly grabbed at Vicki’s tits, said she was pleased to finally meet Vicki in person, and pulled Vicki towards her using her tits as handles. Laura slightly rotated, so her right tit left contact with mine and she pulled Vicki’s left tit to meet it, manhandling my left tit to contact with Vicki’s right. We were in a tit squashing triangle, and in no time, Vicki and Laura were full tongue kissing and we were in a three way hug. I couldn’t complain, I was full tongue kissing Laura for ages before Vicki arrived, but I got a grandstand view of them, all whilst my tits were being squashed.

This triangle of love was only briefly interrupted by a text from my husband announced that he was caught in traffic and was a good hour away. Plenty of time for some girl-on-girl love, plenty of time for me to taste Laura’s cunt again and for Victoria to get her first taste.

As Laura and Vicki started kissing again, I put my hand down between Laura’s legs and started gently stroking at the outer folds of her cunt. Laura didn’t flinch. It was like it was the most natural thing in the world.

And as I pushed just a little way into her cunt, it was clear she was hot and slick. I coated my fingers and withdrew them, putting my fingers to my lips and tasting them. Without realising, I had closed my eyes, because as I opened them, the two sexy women I was squashing tits with had stopped kissing and were watching me, Laura with a slight smirk, Vicki somewhat more lustful.

I wasn’t in the mood for prevarication: I just told Laura a blunt way that it was time to taste her cunt. In a trice, we felt her tits leave contact with ours and she arranged herself on the sofa, her legs spread wide and her fingers holding her cunt lips spread. This woman was so up for it.

I dropped to my knees in between her legs and lowered by face to her spread cunt. The aroma was intoxicating, and so I dived straight in, burying my tongue deep inside her cunt, my tongue flicking up from in her channel up over her clit and back down again. Not my usual warm up, but when someone holds their cunt open for you, I tend to dive straight in.

No sooner did my tongue start its rhythmic assault on her clit, but I felt a hand go straight to my cunt and start rubbing. Vicki was busy, as I could also feel her working on Laura’s tits. Vicki was only preparing my cunt for when Laura returned the favour, and she was making sure Laura stayed hot. Laura’s body was starting to move in time with my tongue, and it wasn’t long before I felt her back start to arch, and her cunt start to moisten further. As she cried out, her breathing quickened, her body stiffened, and her cunt was flooded with more juices.

But I didn’t stop. She tasted divine and I wasn’t about to hand over to Vicki just yet; I had a lot more of her juices to lap up, and so I carried on, not pausing for even a second whilst she orgasmed the first time. I don’t think I gave her a chance to recover; her body never got properly untensed, her breathing never had a chance to slow down, her cries did die down a little, but my relentless licking was keeping her near to orgasm, yet I was being very cruel in keeping her close without finishing her off. I was enjoying myself (and I knew at some point, she’d get her own back). Vicki wasn’t exactly helping by accelerating her fingers working my cunt. There was that draw to follow her rhythm with my tongue, but I had to remain focussed. Laura’s orgasm was totally within my control now, and I wasn’t about to let Vicki draw me into finishing her off early. My cries were muffled in amongst Laura’s cunt lips as I knew Vicki had me on the verge of cumming. I knew it was lost, so I intensified my licking and soon Laura and I were moaning in unison and Laura started to cum really hard mere moments before I did. Vicki said my cunt squeezed her fingers the tightest it ever had, and I realised I’d stopped licking Laura’s cunt whilst in the grips of my own orgasm. I was exhausted, my tongue in particular, so I pulled away from the cunt before me.

Vicki offered the fingers that had been up my cunt to Laura to lick, whilst she gently nudged me away. It was her time to taste a new cunt, so as she got herself into position, with her mouth homing in on Laura’s cunt and her own ass in the air, I positioned myself to put my hand to Vicki’s cunt, and I started rubbing almost before Vicki started licking. Now Vicki’s tongue has a lot of stamina, and Laura had already had 3 orgasms, so they were in for a long session. Vicki had yet to cum though, so my fingers soon got a response from Vicki’s ever moistening cunt. She was so worked up that even three fingers managed to get her orgasming hard enough to make her legs go weak and to briefly stop her licking rhythm. I was on a roll, so I got carried on, being just a tad rougher and a tad quicker. She realised I was trying to do to her what she did to me, but I think she had no resistance, as it was clear her tongue was speeding up as my fingers did. Laura was clearly near as her back was arching and she was crying out. I gritted my teeth and repeatedly slammed my fingers into her cunt, my thumb forcing itself down her clit. She came again, leaving Laura screaming that she needed to carry on licking, but the few seconds it took her to recover were enough for Laura to slide away from cumming. Laura looked at me with a slight but wicked smile, telling me “You’ll pay for that, bitch” whilst pushing Vicki’s head into her own eager cunt.

I offered the hand that had been working Vicki’s cunt to Laura to suck on, whilst starting to work Vicki’s cunt with my other hand. I decided that I’d tortured Laura enough, and that I wasn’t going to distract Vicki again, until just after Laura had cum. Twice, I managed to time Vicki’s orgasm to be about 30 seconds behind Laura. Do I know this girl’s cunt or do I?

We All Knew What Was Going To Happen (Part One)

17 August 2021 /

The lockdown was very harsh on relationships. I know how lucky I am to have come through it with stronger relationships, both with my husband and Victoria. But Nikki and Laura weren’t as lucky.

Nikki split with her husband very shortly after lockdown 1 was announced. She had slowly been coming to the conclusion that she and her husband weren’t happy or after the same things, and the thoughts of being cooped up for weeks with each other was the thing that triggered the change. It was amicable, and they still fucked for a while, but they finally went their separate ways after lockdown 1 was lifted. A few months later, Nikki found herself another man, someone she described as an absolute gem, apart from the fact that he was so vanilla he didn’t even warrant a flake. I’m amazed she’d settle with someone that vanilla, and she has said she is working on him, but for the time being, she won’t be joining in with a sex party. Nevertheless, I’m really happy to see her moving on with her life.

Laura was somewhat different. Her husband just upped and left her and the children the day lockdown started. He’d been fucking an 18 year old at work, and he went to spend lockdown with her. Laura had no idea about the affair, and had her world ripped out from under her, at a point where she had very little support (despite our best efforts). Here was a fabulously sexy, increasingly kinky, and totally devoted woman who he turned his back on for a younger model only a few months older than his own children. Laura is far better off without him.

Her focus at the beginning was the children, the house and stability, and sex and sexiness were nowhere to be seen. She had twins and they were in the first year of their A-levels, so she wanted to provide as stable a situation to allow them to succeed. My husband and I felt a bit helpless, but nevertheless, we were there for her as much as rules would allow. As she said, at times of adversity, you really find out who your friends are, and our relationship got closer than ever. I have to say Laura did an amazing job holding it together for the sake of her teens, and I know they were appreciative and did as much as they could to help.

But right from the moment her husband confessed to her what he had been doing, she was adamant she wouldn’t take him back. All trust was gone. A few months down the line when he tried to get back with her, she made it very clear they were done. He can’t have his cake and eat it.

But over the last few months, Laura was starting to get the itch, starting to feel like she wanted to be fucked again, like she deserved to be fucked again. Especially in the months before they split, she had become somewhat addicted to sex. She loved nothing more than howling like a banshee whilst cumming her brains out.

In the intervening time, she had spent a fortune on sex toys, mostly funded by her online shop selling her stash of cotton panties with messages written on them. After her initial apprehension, she got to rather enjoy the individual requests for them, masturbating in them, exercising in them, pissing in them, pictures in them and pretty much anything else her purchasers wanted.

She had nearly disposed of them all, so she bought some new ones to carry on the trade. We supplied her with message ideas, some of which were far filthier than those she had previously. She had made life hard for herself by never having the same message twice, so each pair was unique, and therefore, she could price them accordingly.

But toys and selling panties increasingly wasn’t enough to satisfy her. She wanted touch, she wanted kissing, she wanted groping, she wanted masturbating and above all, she wanted cock.

And as we could start to actually meet, still within the rules, the discussions got filthier, and the sexual tension got higher. We all knew where this was going, even though no one said it.

Remember, I’d fucked Laura before at our sex parties, but this was pre-Victoria moving in, and my husband wasn’t able to fuck her then because of the party rules. Like me though, he’d seen her fuck and was really eager to get her screaming on the end of his cock. I knew how she used to rave about him ass fucking me against a wall, so I’m sure without her husband to stop her, she’d be there against the wall begging to have her asshole pounded. And then there was Vicki. The discussion between them had been ludicrously filthy.

All those years of being a mother and of quelled passions were behind her, and there was a fiery vixen waiting to come out, and we were just the people to bring her out. We agreed quite a bit beforehand that if the possibility came up for any of the three of us to do anything with Laura, then we were free to do so, without telling the others in advance.

But the first time we were allowed, a pantyless Laura was sitting on her sofa with me waiting for my husband and Victoria to get there. Laura was going to get the dose of cock she so craved today, she was finally going to meet Vicki in the flesh (so to speak) and finally I was going to taste Laura’s lovely cunt again. But probably more importantly, I could give her a big hug. She needed that too.

And the hug turned into crying and then sobbing, and as she regained her composure, she openly spoke about what she needed, more openly than I’d ever heard before.

It wasn’t long before our arms were entwined, our lips pressed together and our tongues doing gymnastics, and the longer we kissed, the more my cunt wanted in on the action.

We broke the kiss and looked at each other, just holding hands. It felt so good, but I knew what would feel better. I let go of her hands and started pulling at her flimsy summer dress. It took little persuasion to slip off her shoulders. She was wearing a front-loading bra, so I could unhook it and reveal her 32G tits, which in a moment should be pressing against mine. Laura got the idea and slipped my dress off my shoulders and reached round my back to unhook my bra and took it off my tits.

Once our tits were revealed, our arms entwined again, our tits pushed against the others and our lips and tongues recommenced their gymnastics. We stayed in our clinch for ages, enjoying every second of lip contact, every second of tongue contact and every second of tit contact. There’s something lovely about two fleshy tits pressing into each other, the rock hard nipples clashing with each other, the flesh squeezing against each other.

We were in that position a good time later when Vicki entered the room. (The front door was left on the latch, as we thought we might get distracted.) I’m glad Vicki got there before my husband did, as no doubt his cock would take centre stage when he arrived. Laura was clearly enjoying the kissing and the tit contact, and I was hoping to taste her cunt again before my husband sullied it with a big dose of cum.

Putting That Good Girl Training To Use

22 April 2021 /

I was still a virgin when I got to university. I had a boyfriend, but hadn’t wanted to take that step, and then I started at uni and got to know this guy. He made a load of feelings come into my heart that I hadn’t had before. I wanted him to fuck me. Hard. Long. Repeatedly. And he seemed interested in me too. I had a choice to make, and in my heart of hearts, I knew what that choice was.

I will never cheat on a partner, so I had to go back home and break it off. Cue a heartbroken ex, and all the time I was hugging and consoling him, I was thinking of being fucked by the guy at uni. I couldn’t wait to get back to him, hoping my previous rebuttals hadn’t turned him off.

Immediately I got back to uni, I went looking for him. I found him in a uni bar playing pool. He was losing, so I settled back to watch him, thinking I could console him when he lost. But as soon as I arrived, his fortunes turned round, and he finished triumphant. We sat down to celebrate; he was full of how I was his lucky charm and I saw my opportunity. I told him that perhaps he would like to thank me for my efforts, and he agreed and started thinking of things we could do – none of them sexual. I guess that was my fault, as I had firmly closed him down before.

So, I kicked off my shoe and started rubbing my stockinged foot up and down one of his legs. He looked a touch confused, until I told him I’d finished with my boyfriend, as I’d never cheat on anyone, and there was now a vacancy and a hole I was hoping he’d fill.

I think he came in his pants. It was pretty amusing. But he recovered his composure and asked what I had in mind. I stretched my leg up and nuzzled my foot against his cock, saying “that inside somewhere warm and inviting.” I was pretty blatant and left him in no doubt what I wanted. I’m not sure where I got the confidence from, but it worked. He tried to remain nonchalant and chilled, whereas clearly, he wanted to grab my hand and run from the bar as quickly as possible to the nearest bed.

To be fair, I had got myself worked up into a frenzy, thinking about fucking him all the way back to uni. More than once on the train, I had slipped my hand down my skirt and panties when no one was looking and worked my cunt a bit. I didn’t let myself cum, as I wanted that explosion for him, but I was certainly craving it. At the time, it had totally slipped my mind that he was getting my cherry. All my mind was focussed on was getting his cock.

It was amusing to hear him trying to hold a conversation down, whilst all the time, my stockinged foot was nudging at his cock. After a discrete period, he asked if we could continue this conversation in his room, as he had something he urgently needed to deal with. Yes, I could feel it growing, so I agreed and followed him.

When we got into his room, he locked the door to ensure no one would interrupt, as I asked him what his problem was. He unbuttoned his trousers, dropped them, then peeled the front of his boxers down. He was certainly in a state. Clearly, he had cum and his groin and the inside of his boxers were a sticky mess. With a slightly demanding tone, he told me that I caused this and so I needed to clean him up. I was aware that the curtain was still open, and I would be on my hands and knees in front of him in plain sight of anyone outside, but I didn’t care. I just replied with a curt “Yes sir” and dropped to my knees. I made him wait a little longer by licking the cum off the inside of his boxers, mostly looking up at him as I did it, and taking care to swallow his cum every few licks in a slow and deliberate manner.

There was quite a lot of cum, particularly stuck to his genitals, but before I could make a start on it, he told me that all good cock suckers would have their tits out to improve the view, and I so wanted to be a good cock sucker. So, I dutifully unbuttoned and removed my blouse and bra, revealing my substantial tits to him, and then I pulled him towards me, and I started licking the cum off his pubes, balls, and thighs, leaving only his cum-coated cock left.

I started at the underside of his cock, and ran my tongue up the full length, ending up with my tongue going over his glans, took my tongue off and putting it back on at the base of his cock a little further around. Finally, after I had licked all the way around his cock, I took it all into my mouth and started to suck it, as he started moving it in and out a bit. I felt his hands touch the back of my head and gently motion it to move my head in rhythm. With his hands guiding my rhythm, we slowly increased the speed of motion, with his cock getting harder and harder. A good few minutes later and his guiding hands pushed my head forward, and so his hardened cock was fully impaled in my mouth. He held my head in place as his cock spewed.

I remembered our school “Good Girl” training (that the older girls at my school used to give the younger girls on how to give a good blow job) and collected some cum in my mouth. Then when he let go of my head, I looked him in the eyes, opened my mouth and showed him the cum, then (closing my eyes briefly), I swallowed it, before looking into his eyes again and showing him my empty tongue.

He stroked my hair, telling me that was an amazing blow job, but his cock was spent for the moment, so my fuck would have to wait. I pouted a bit, but he told me he had the desire to taste my cunt and told me to strip off and sit with my ass on the edge of the bed and my legs spread as wide as I could.

Once I was in position, he dropped to his knees and lowered his head towards my cunt. He stopped annoyingly short of making contact and drew a full breath in, savouring the smell of my slick cunt. He started flicking his tongue over the outside of my cunt, moving my folds with his tongue, but being annoying careful to not go inside my cunt with his tongue. I guess that was payback for me making him wait earlier, and he clearly knew what he was doing.

After a good ten minutes of this outer fold licking, I felt his tongue flick a little deeper inside me, once, then again, and then pulled his head back a little, used his forefingers to open my folds a little and to reveal the pinkness of my vulva. He leant down and kissed my cunt, before curling his tongue and pushing right into it. I reared up slightly, but his tongue felt amazing, and I was ready to let myself go for him.

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!

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