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Being Ill Is No Excuse (Part Two)

16 March 2025 / / 2 Comments

I awoke to a sharp chill, aware that the quilt had been removed. I opened my eyes enough to see Tanya’s husband looking up and down my body. He started asking how I felt, whilst inspecting my messy body, parting my legs to look at my cum trashed cunt, before closing them and parting my ass cheeks, which were near the edge of the bed. He only had to move my body a few inches to get my ass right to the edge again, and he began lubing my asshole up, drooling on it to really demean me. All the men knew how to properly lube an asshole, and in no time at all, he was pressing his glans against my ass pucker for some sideways sodomy, my pucker slowly opening and my asshole sucking his glans in. He was only partially hard whilst doing this, but quickly hardened up as I sucked him in.

Soon, he was all the way in, and he grabbed my hip and waist to get a good hold and to emphasise his drive. Tanya’s husband doesn’t last long with anal, he gets too excited. And as he slammed in with all the force he could muster, his cock grew to stretch my asshole with each stroke. I think the noise I made as he overfilled my asshole finally did him in, and he grew again (almost too big), and then spewed cum into my asshole, then pulling out so the rest was sprayed over my asshole and ass crack. I already had loads of dried cum over my cunt and ass crack, what’s the difference with adding a load more? He was tender and kind with me before he left and I drifted off again. I had repeatedly done this during the day, as I wasn’t well, but was the allocated free-use woman to fuck for that day, as I am every Friday, and I was the one who came up with the rule that minor illness wasn’t enough to stop free-use. As I drifted off, I resolved to keep my stupid ideas to myself in the future (which we all know won’t happen), but was happy as I figured more cock would penetrate me later, as it always does on a Friday.

I woke up a while later, almost disappointed there was no man waiting to fuck me. I just about got myself downstairs and into the kitchen, taking a glass of squash to quench my thirst. As I was drinking it, Rose’s husband let himself in and found me in this state. Dress down off my tits and up leaving my cunt visible, covered in cum (as was my ass crack and asshole), with more cum dripping out of my cunt.

I knew that he would love to say something about my state, but he wasn’t allowed to. So, we ended up talking about me feeling ill, while with no sympathy at all, he arranged me over the kitchen sink, my tits tantalisingly close to being dunked in the washing-up water. His glans was pushed to my cummy cunt lips, rubbing cum up and down my crack before the glans pushed into my cunt. His strokes were very long, very deliberate. With each thrusting movement, my tits did dunk in the water, something I enjoy enormously.

The dunking and the cummyness added to the sensations in my cunt to start building another orgasm quicker than I expected. That orgasm broke, yet he didn’t slow down, didn’t break rhythm, as he treated my orgasm with disdain. I had no respite, as my orgasm started to build again immediately, this time mirroring the hardness and size of his cock. As his cock got enormous, I felt him place a hand in the small of my back, pushing on my back and making my tits stay in the water as he came, and then I did a few moments later. His first cum spurt was in me, and then he had his glans in the base of my ass crack, cock aimed up the crack and he emptied the rest of his load all up my ass crack, totally obscuring my ass pucker from view.

I was aware of another man behind me, and realised Rose’s husband was about to hand me off to Anna’s husband, the two men manoeuvring me across the kitchen and bending me over the table, my dripping tits pressed into the table, and my feet so much further apart. The two men spat on my cummy asshole, before lubing it and Anna’s husband’s cock up. Rose’s husband held my ass cheeks open, giving Anna’s husband perfect access to my asshole, which was at perfect cock height and I felt once again a glans pressing against my very cummy pucker.

With hands still holding my cheeks open, he pushed his cock so it was balls deep in my asshole. He then grabbed onto the top of my thighs and braced against me to drive his cock into my asshole at pace. It was already hard and girthy, but he was showing no signs of stopping, no signs of cumming. My body moved with every slam, taking every bit of cock that it could. There was a lovely monotony to the feeling, really accentuating the free-use vibe.

When finally he came, I didn’t get to feel the throb, as he pulled out and deposited his whole load all over my ass, a circular covering of cum, coating my cheeks, crack and pucker.

And then as soon as they were there, they disappeared, just leaving me there in a cummy mess bent over the kitchen table, too tired to move, no chance to cover up, no dignity left.

Some time later, I awoke, still bent over the table, to the sound of two voices, my husband’s and Anna’s. I heard a squelching noise, which sounded like lube and I then felt two more hands opening my ass cheeks and yet another glans pressing at my pucker.

As the cock pushed in, the two hands (which were Anna’s) kneaded at my ass cheeks, and soon, my husband was the latest man that day to fuck my asshole with all he could manage, his cock getting almost frighteningly large and hard. I heard kissing, him and Anna kissing, proper frenzied kissing like those first young love snogs, all the while he drove into my asshole, with a metronomic rhythm. I felt like I was in an almost trance-like state as the rhythmic penetration almost made me zone out. I came out of the trace to feel his cock get really hard, ready to cum hard, but I only felt one single pulse, as the rest of his cum was deposited on my ass.

I hadn’t cum, and I had barely felt him cum. It felt like free-use at its best.

As I lay there an even less dignified cummy mess, I heard Anna slurping on his cock, cleaning his cock up. I couldn’t be arsed to look – I just lay there in my messy cum covered glory.

I then heard them take pictures, Anna’s hands opening my ass cheeks or cunt and moving me to get a good view. He said I needed to see, and when I wasn’t ill and was horny, I looked. Wow, it was amazing. I was splattered with cum, strings of creamy cum decorating my cunt and ass. And the disconnect, the disregard, the use, the undignified way I ended up was delicious. It felt like it wasn’t me, even though I knew it was. It was unreal. It was marvellous.

After they took their pictures, Anna started cleaning me with her tongue, taking her time and cleaning every drop of cum from my body, getting her tongue right into my asshole and cunt to clear as much from there as possible (and giving my clit a workover and making me cum “by accident” in the process). Once I was externally cleared of cum, they carried me upstairs and tucked me into bed.

I later found out a few things about that day. Firstly, he had a discussion with me in the morning about me being free-used that day, and I had said, almost nonchalantly, that I’d take whatever they gave me. So he put that message on the group chat and that is what they did. When he finally tucked me into bed, he put a black heart on the chat, meaning I was out of bounds for the night. He fucked Anna that night, and he and Anna’s husband double penetrated her as well – cunt and ass swapping half way through. I slept. I’d been fucked enough.

To me, this was one of the best free-use sessions I’ve had to date. So much cock, so much cum, so much ignoring of my situation, so much indignity. I mean, I was plastered in cum and just fucked anyway by the next cock in line, each just adding more cum to the mess. The coordinated splattering with cum was just divine, I was fucked so much, I was used without regard, my situation ignored, my dignity ignored and I absolutely adored it.

Being Ill Is No Excuse (Part One)

3 March 2025 / / 2 Comments

I slowly drifted to consciousness to the feeling of my husband lubing up my asshole. It was dark outside and he was going to be leaving for work early. And he clearly wanted to fuck my ass.

This is not an unusual scene. Me waking (or sometimes not really getting beyond a dream-like state) as he pounds my asshole with a sizeable, hard, unforgiving cock. In this case, he wasn’t even in when I stirred, but after spitting on my asshole, with a light touch, he pressed his glans through my sphincter and, all the time keeping all his weight off me, he began to push in and out, gentle at first, speeding up and getting more vigorous.

As I moaned, he said “Morning gorgeous” and took my waking as reason to get more forceful. I had no idea how long he was fucking me for, but it felt so good, and eventually, his cock got harder and spurted cum deep into my ass.

I hadn’t cum. I never do in this partially awake state, but it feels so lovely, so dreamy, that I adore him doing it anyway. I feel so loved before he fucks off to work. Starts my day the perfect way.

As he pulled his cock out, he wiped it down my ass crack, in a very demeaning action, and then left me, body exposed with a cummy ass crack and disappeared to get ready for work.

I didn’t move as I drifted off again. I needed the sleep. I felt like crap. I just had a cold, and didn’t want to move. Although I did feel better after my ass being invaded by his cock.

But, I had to get up. It was Friday. It was the day I had to be available for fucking. Friday is the day that Anna and Rose are both working, and Tanya is out of the village visiting her mum, so I was the only one of the free-use women available to get fucked. We’d made it clear that minor illness was no reason to not be available for free-use, and I was starting to regret coming up with that rule now. As I hauled my sorry corpse off the bed, I sorted my hair and then selected my dress, a 50s style number in blue and white, with shoulder straps, a top that supported my tits without needing a bra, and a mid-thigh length flared skirt. I was going to leave it there, but I couldn’t resist white stockings and suspenders. Even though I was feeling like crap with a cold, I wanted to look good, it made me feel great to look good.

It wasn’t long before my first knock on the door. Rose’s husband. I’m his favourite fuck, quite possibly including his own wife. He pointed out how unwell I looked, but that was where his sympathy stopped. He bent me over the back of the sofa, nudged my legs apart with his foot, flipped my dress up to reveal my cunt and ass and then just pressed his glans into my cunt’s opening, with no ceremony. My cunt enveloped it, quickly swallowing his whole length as he pushed in.

It did feel good having my cunt filled with hardening cock, and as he got harder, his cock started rubbing along the bottom of my cunt. He was relentless, rubbing and re-rubbing the same spots, knowing all too well, I would cum if he didn’t stop.

He had no intention of stopping, and even though I felt like shit, I felt an orgasm starting to build. As I got close, to the point that he knew I was on the verge of cumming and he knew he wasn’t, he just flicked at my clit with his index finger, his nail contacting with my poor unsuspecting clit. The jolt of the flick knocked my orgasm back, before almost immediately starting to build again. He was so cruel, but his cock was growing, and I knew he wanted me to cum at the same time as he did.

He flicked my clit for a second time, his own orgasm building, but still annoyingly far away. His relentless rhythm did eventually pay off, as he finally brought me to orgasm, and my cunt squeezing down on his cock as I came was the last straw for his cock, forcing him to cum, the first load deep in my cunt, but he then pulled mostly out, so that all the rest was just inside my cunt, waiting to slide out. He was setting me up to have a messy cunt all day, like my messy ass crack, which he had done nothing to resolve. He just left me still bent over the sofa, as he went on his way, leaving the door unlocked for the next fuck to come in.

I just lay there for a bit, mustering up the energy and enthusiasm to move. Just as I was going to, Tanya’s husband arrived. He didn’t seem to notice I was ill (or didn’t care as he knew he would fuck me anyway), instead just focussing on my visible, gaping, messy cunt and equally messy ass crack.

He didn’t even move me, just pushing his ever hardening cock straight into my cum filled cunt. Now, I do love that sloppy seconds scenario, just ignoring a clearly messy cunt and fucking it anyway, and even in my unwell state, I got off on it.

I can’t say I was the most responsive, but I did moan as he started getting the rubbing right. He put one hand on each ass cheek, as he used them to increase his drive. He was slamming hard, and the thoughts of a second load of cum in my messy cunt meant that I wasn’t far from another orgasm. This time, there was no waiting, as his powerful strokes brought us straight to orgasm within seconds of each other, and his glans was barely in my cunt as he came, meaning yet more mess just inside my cunt. I could really do without it today, but they clearly had other ideas and I had no say in the matter.

After he left, I eventually moved and crawled back up to bed, still wearing my dress and stockings. The door was still unlocked, meaning the next fuck could just let themselves in as well. There would be a next fuck. I mean Anna’s husband hadn’t fucked me yet today, and then I would normally have another round of all of them, this being a work from home Friday.

I must had drifted off to sleep, as the first I was aware was my body being turned over and dragged to the edge of the bed, my dress ruckling up under my ass to reveal my cunt as I was moved. Anna’s husband pulled my legs into a vertical position, my ass at the edge of the bed. I felt his cock push between my fleshy thighs and nudge at my clit, pushing under it and into my cunt. He smiled at me as he started fucking. It was the ultimate in take what you want – he hadn’t even said a word to me, just moved my body onto his cock.

It felt so good, but I knew I wouldn’t be cumming quickly this time. He settled into a rhythm where neither of us were being massively stimulated, but nevertheless, he was being kept hard and I was being kept filled.

I lost track of time, possibly even drifted off, his cock sliding in and out of my well lubricated cunt being very comforting, and feeling like an all encompassing cuddle to ward off my cold. I felt a subtle change in his position, as the cock that had been getting harder for however long he was fucking me started rubbing, started building towards my orgasm. He loves a long fuck, but the fact he was rubbing showed he was near, and needed me to get there.

He had my legs pinned to his shoulders (one on each) for the entire time, and the long regular motion had made my tits come loose from the top of my dress, and made them snap up and down with each stroke after that. You could see in his face, and feel in his cock, that he was mesmerised by my snapping tits, and I love it so much that within a couple of dozen snaps. I started to cum, my cunt clamping down on his cock was the signal for him to finally stop fighting his orgasm and to start spraying.

He deposited one big shot of cum deep in my cunt, but then withdrew and deposited the rest just inside my cunt with a load on the outside. This had to be planned – all four of them making my cunt and ass a mess wasn’t a coincidence, and I guessed any more fucks I’d have would continue the trend. I liked it, I admit, but it was their choice and I had no say.

Once he had finished, he put my legs together and rotated my whole body, so that I was lying on the bed. He helped me to shuffle up the bed into a more comfortable position and put the quilt over me to keep me warm, and I drifted off again, content with another fuck and revelling in my messy cunt.

Keeping It Secret From Her Family (Part Two)

19 September 2024 /

Kate was rubbing my now husband’s cock through his trousers, whilst trying to suck his tonsils out and clean his teeth with her tongue. When she thought his cock was hard enough, she broke away from the kiss, leaning back a little to look at him, still rubbing his covered cock whilst he played with her nipples. With her other hand, she stroked down the side of his face. Almost ashamed to say it, she whispered “I’m a virgin”. He leant in, gently kissed her, then leant out and said in a soft and gentle voice that she wouldn’t be for much longer and that her cherry would belong to him. She smiled. That was all she wanted to hear.

She got up out of her chair, gently pushed him backwards onto the bed and started undoing his belt. As she unzipped his fly, his cock sprang out, hard to the touch. She grabbed hold of it with both hands, rubbing them up and down his length (making him get harder with every stroke), before leaning in, making her tits swing away from her body and sway tantalisingly as she moved. She opened her mouth a little, then in one steady motion, she pushed her mouth down over his cock, her lips ending up nudging at his balls.

She had never had a cock in her mouth before, but she had seen girls do it at parties, so she had a decent idea. Running her mouth up and down his cock, with not just her lips surrounding it, but her fingers forming loops around it and working up and down as her mouth was nearly empty. He got very hard very quickly, and she suddenly had a panic that he was about to cum in her mouth. She’d do that soon, but today, she wanted him to cum in her virgin cunt.

She released his cock and clambered onto him, lifting the showy skirt up to reveal her cunt to him for the very first time. He noted her pantyless state and she was glad she had taken the trouble to shave her pubes into a very neat and precise triangle (and to clear her armpits, which she felt was important for the impact of the hair brushing).

She gave him a few seconds to stare longingly at her cunt, before she finished her repositioning, her right hand grabbing at his cock whilst her left steadied herself on the bed. She always wanted her first fuck to be cowgirl, and this was perfect.

She felt him lift the front of her skirt up, and she held onto his shaft and rubbed his glans against her cunt lips, spreading his pre-cum out across the exposed parts of her cunt. She loved that sticky feeling, but almost immediately, his glans nudged into the right place, and she was able to slide her body right down his cock. Oh, it felt so good to finally have a cock inside her, and she was looking forward to feeling him cum.

As he held up her skirt to enjoy the view of her cunt being impaled by his vertically standing cock, her pert unleashed hanging tits were moving rhythmically. She let go of his cock and put a hand on either side of their bodies and started sliding up and down, increasing speed a little as she gained confidence.

He knew he wasn’t going to last long. She had him really worked up, but she was in a position where his cock was rubbing up and down the top of her cunt, a glans rub that he knew was likely to bring her to orgasm imminently. He was just willing her to not change positions, and she didn’t, her body tensing not many seconds later. Here was her first cock induced cumming, and he lifted his hips off the bed to carry on the strokes, as she had stopped moving almost as soon as she started to cum. His little strokes kept the orgasm coming, whilst as soon as her body relaxed, he thrust in deep and she felt his cock spurting cum into her several distinct times.

She looked very happy, as she sat on him, cock slightly softening, but still buried in her cunt. After his cock shrank sufficiently, she climbed off, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her face down towards his cock. She got the idea; his cock, which was coated in their combined juices, was soon back in her mouth, her tongue cleaning their taste off his cock and her mouth and fingers slowly bringing his cock back to life. Over and over, she ran her mouth down and up, her fingers following close by. Towards the end, her mouth and tongue were starting to ache, but it was worth it, as that magnificent cock was getting back to peak hardness. She wondered if he had any cum left. She had to find out.

By rubbing the tip of her tongue down the underside of his shaft, she seemed to be able to milk a tiny pearl of precum out with every stroke. She liked the taste of precum, even more than the taste of their combined juices.

But obviously, he decided enough was enough as he gently slid her mouth off his cock. Then he got off the bed and manoeuvred her round, her ass now being in the centre of the bed and her lying down on her back on it. He climbed onto the bed, repeatedly kissing between her nipples (her glorious tits were still pert and hadn’t disappeared into her body) and her mouth. She found his cock again with her hand and began working it up and down with looped fingers. She didn’t want him to lose any of that hardness.

He helped by folding back the front of her skirt, to reveal her cunt to him once again. Now, the poor innocent girl was about to get one of his hard fucks, and with him having cum already, he knew it would be long and physical. He didn’t think she realised how long he would be able to last. She’d soon find out.

He sat up and rubbed his glans against her sticky, slightly shuddering cunt lips, and pushed past them with ease pushing in as far as he could get. She gasped as she felt his cock in further than it ever had been, and he gently kissed her before starting long strokes in and out, each time pushing in a little harder, until eventually he had built up a good speed and was slamming deep in full flight. Her gasps had morphed into screams as the speed built up, and her face had gone from amazement and pleasure to a gritted teeth determination to hang in there. She didn’t want this over too quickly, yet she knew she was close. His cock felt so hard and so big, and his speed and thrust showed no sign of reducing. But her control of her orgasm was fading, and she knew she was mere moments away. She decided to squeeze on his cock, using her muscles to tighten around his cock. As the dam broke on her orgasm, she involuntarily clamped down hard on his cock, and that was all he could take. She felt the throb of his cock again and again as he squirted cum even deeper in her cunt. So, he did have more, and she started to fear she had already become addicted to it. Losing her cherry, feeling a man cum in her, hadn’t sated her appetite at all – in fact, it made her want cum more.

Finding The Seedy Underbelly (Part Four)

20 July 2024 /

Anna cumming was the last straw for Tanya, who was being fucked by Anna’s husband. He was rather enjoying seeing my husband make Anna cum, at an intensity he’d never quite managed himself. And rather like my husband lusting after Anna, her husband had a thing for Tanya and so enjoyed fucking her every opportunity he got.

And Anna screaming her lungs off at a powerful, shuddering orgasm made her husband’s cock just that little bit harder. That extra bit of rubbing, together with the visual and audible feast that was Anna’s inevitable ecstasy, made Tanya’s cunt clench, squeezing Anna’s husband’s cock hard, making them both cum together.

He stopped moving as Tanya felt his cum coat the inside of her slick cunt. I saw the muscles in his ass squeeze as he shot cum into her, and that finished me off too, and I finally came. It was a long hard slog, with a long, extended orgasm at the end, the unplanned edging made the orgasm really strong and long, but so desperately needed.

As those of us who had just cum recovered, I think my husband saw a couple of little drops of liquid glisten on Rose’s nipples and headed over to her. Rose was breast-feeding, and it never took long for her tits to start leaking. The act of breast-feeding is very intimate, as if fucking your friends and partners isn’t! And all seven of us suckling her and feeding on her breast milk was inevitable, and my husband was going to get his share first.

Rose’s tits were enormous now and there was more than enough for everyone. In fact, in a few hours, we’d need to feed again, as it had been decided that during the fuck-fest, she wasn’t allowed to extract any milk herself; we had to do it for her and only with our mouths. What a hardship!

I think Rose’s husband enjoyed having is wife’s milky tits being suckled over and over. I think he was proud of her tits and their unrelenting production. He was so happy with them being used by us all, but he had a rule. Anyone who suckled her at any time, anyone who drank freely of her milk, had to masturbate her at the same time, not just clit and flap work, but vigorous finger fucking her with at least two fingers. This included him at home in private. It had that hucow vibe, which they both loved, and he was talking about organising to have her “bred”, something my husband instantly put his name down for.

Having a breast-feeding woman is only a short-term thing, so they were certainly making the most of it. My only issue was that I wanted it to be my tits that were leaking, my tits that were painful, my tits that were suckled by everyone. But I knew they never would be, as I can’t have children. Bittersweet in a way, but I’m also so grateful I get to suckle Rose’s tits, and so does my husband. I really wanted that for him.

So, one by one, we all lay against her, our faces buried in her painfully full tits, our fingers filling her slippery cunt, and we drank, lovely sweet thick creamy breast milk, very addictive in taste and very intimate. And we knew that was only the first instalment of the night.

After we were all sated with Rose’s milk, we slumped in chairs, exhausted, again, each woman in the arms of a man who wasn’t her husband. For each woman, a tit was being held in a vice-like grip, and their clits and cunts were being worked with the man’s other hand, getting us ready for round two.

Whilst the conversation flowed (and tits held and clits worked), Tanya was in Anna’s husband’s arms. My thoughts went back to what I saw in Tanya’s kitchen that night, and I decided to ask.

Shortly after their first orgy, Tanya’s husband needed to go away for work. He didn’t go away often, but when he did, it was for a few weeks. He normally fucks Tanya every single day, and so weeks without sex was really hard for her. She broke two wands last time he went away, and she still didn’t feel satisfied. So, he asked the group if people would go round and fuck her whilst the children were in bed. After discussion, they agreed, and thus, I saw Anna’s husband fucking her. It was his turn on the rota!

It was clear that this group was already starting to stretch beyond just the fuck parties, and that was brilliant for me. It almost felt like they had already progressed into a more community style arrangement.

But that community had rules, and I’d just violated one of them. I mentioned the sex. I was horrified, but I’d forgotten. They decided I’d have to be punished, but not today. I was both excited, and scared. But even though the conversation quickly move on, I was so turned on by my mistake and by the constant and unwavering fingering that I got very slick, and the men decided it was time for us women to lick, suck and savour the taste of each others’ cunts. What a joy, and it went on for ages.

I instantly felt at home, totally at ease with these six wonderful friends. And it was the start of something wonderful. That community arrangement I was talking about. The fucking and free use soon extended past the parties and into every day life. It means that I have a ready supply of cock or cunt whenever I need, and with the way work is working out at the moment, I’m certainly making good use of that. And as I’m working from home a lot at the moment, it means that I’m often the only woman available during the day, so I’m getting a lot of fucks from that.

There have been some surprises too. It turns out that when a woman knocks on your front door with damp and transparent circles in her ribbed top revealing her weepy nipples, my cunt goes slick immediately, and after alleviating the milk problem (with my mouth of course), the only way she can suitably thank me and deal with my horniness is to fuck me with a strap on, one of the bigger ones I use on my husband’s ass.

Oh, and my punishment wasn’t so much of a hardship. For seven consecutive days, I had a long, sustained spanking, followed by being double teamed. The first, third and fifth time, Anna’s husband’s cock was in my cunt and a strap on being wielded by Tanya in my ass. The second, fourth and sixth time, the strap on being wielded by Tanya was in my cunt and Anna’s husband’s cock in my ass. The final time, I had both, followed by a final long, sustained spanking.

I am so so happy with this community, all carefully done in plain sight and yet totally discrete. The seedy underbelly is so much better than I hoped for, and I am totally embedded, even after such a short time. And what is great is that every single one of us is interested in the others’ orgasms. I’ve never known such an unselfish group, every person wanting their partner of the moment to be in ecstasy and to properly orgasm, to feel properly fucked. I love this group! Such dedicated friends.

See what happens in your innocent prim and proper village? Utter filth. Debauchery. And it is fucking wonderful.

Finding The Seedy Underbelly (Part Three)

3 July 2024 /

Anna had already cum once, quite massively, pressed against a wall being masturbated by my husband’s fingers, but she was already so close to cumming again, quite a surprise as she really hadn’t had a cock inside her cunt for that long.

But it was my husband’s cock, and he had a thing for her. He had wanted to fuck her ever since he first met her, and two years of anticipation and pent up lust was manifesting itself in the size and rigidity of his cock and the vigorousness and relentlessness of his fuck, and she absolutely loved it, and would happily take every second of his adoration, every inch of his cock, every drop of his cum, every lick of his tongue. Even after such a short time, she knew it was a special fuck and her body gave away just how much she loved it. Even though she was fighting the orgasm, she knew it would be massive and draining, and was totally inevitable. She just knew he’d love making her scream, making her twist and turn, making her shudder, making her cum.

My husband had warmed up fingering Rose to orgasm, licking her cunt clean and then sliding his cock into and out of her cunt, so when he switched to fingering Anna, his cock was already very hard and fingering the cunt of the one he desired did nothing to reduce his hardness. So, when he finally impaled her cunt with her bent over the bottom of the stairs, he very quickly began rubbing all those sensitive places deep inside Anna’s cunt.

She was trying to fight it, trying to stop her orgasm with every fibre of her being, but he was hitting all the perfect spots inside her, relentlessly, precisely in rhythm, so she knew she wouldn’t last much longer if he just kept that rhythm up. She had a quick look round, and Tanya seemed to be on her way to cumming too, but Rose and I were nowhere near. Of course, Anna didn’t know Rose had already cum once, so would have a long build up before the next one, and I had effectively been edged by successive men, with breaks in fucking when I was well on the way to cumming. I was desperate to cum myself, but I was loving the visual feast and breathing in the all round aroma of sex.

Anna’s orgasm caught her unawares as it broke, her cries making everyone look at her, breaking the rather forced and breathless conversation for a moment.

All through her orgasm, as she had little repeated shuddering bends of her waist as the contractions happened, he kept to rhythm and kept slamming in. His rhythm just extended her orgasm, making it both massive and drawn out.

As the orgasm finally came to an end, she went to stop him, her intention was for just a moment’s pause to recover from such a massive cumming, but then she remembered she wasn’t allowed to. No matter how exhausted she was from her two huge extended orgasms, she knew she had to let him ruthlessly keep driving into her, pounding away at her sensitive and well used cunt. She knew, like all the women there, that they had to let the men keep fucking them, and she knew that the men would drag orgasm after orgasm out of them. They would be relentless. They would be unforgiving. And she liked it that way. We all did.

You see, the morning after their first and unplanned fucking, no one really mentioned the sex before they left. It was a little surreal, ignoring the elephant in the room, but everyone seemed happy though and there wasn’t even an ounce of regret on display. It was only when the women got together a few days later that the event was discussed in some detail.

Fundamentally, they all agreeing they wanted a collective fuck again. As I well knew, multiple men cumming inside you, whilst making you cum until you could cum no more, all under the watchful eyes of others, is rather addictive.

But a planned orgy is a very different thing from an unplanned fuck-fest, and the women soon realised that there needed to be rules of engagement for a planned fuck, just so that everyone knew where they stood, but they wanted to keep the number of rules to a minimum.

Anna was rather persuasive in explaining how the unplanned fuck had basically been a Free Use event, and the women all eventually agreed to formalise Free Use for the next one.

In the context of their party, Free Use meant that any of the men could sexually do anything they wanted to any of the women, and the women could not say no: they had to do it, whether they wanted to or not. That’s big, but in the context of their first fuck-fest, that was actually not really a change and had basically happened naturally. The women loved how they were passed around mid-fuck, with the men really taking charge of this and ensuring everyone got their fair share of fucking and cumming, and no one said no to anything, the central tenet of Free Use.

Anna had become rather obsessed with watching Free Use porn (as indeed have I over recent months), and she loved the whole Free Use world, especially those scenarios where the sex isn’t even mentioned, and Anna got tremendously excited and was very happy that they all agreed to not mention the sex at any point. They also decided that, as with the first fuck-fest, the men each had to fuck all the women and not focus on one. Whilst the men giving way to other men was voluntary, as a new twist, if a woman was being worked on by her husband and one of the other men wanted to work on her, the husband had to give way: in effect, the husbands were the lowest men on the pecking order.

And as an additional twist, whilst the men were recovering, they would be ordering the women how to play with each other. The women could choose to play with each other too, but the men’s orders overrode the women’s choice.

The set-up was divine, and I do love the lewdness that seems to come from fucking someone else in front of your partner; it seems to hype up the intensity.

And they wanted to invite me and my husband to join them. They thought we were a perfect couple to add to the mix. I mean, we are!

I don’t think there was any doubt I wanted to accept, but the Free Use thing did force some discussions with me and my husband. I used to have concerns about anything that seems forced or coerced, and it was a big turn off. But recently, with the role play scenarios I’ve been coming up with, I’ve clearly been drifting towards a more forced vibe and I’ve been OK with it. When my head is in the right place, I actually really enjoy feeling and being used sexually, and I have come to enjoy those forced scenarios. And I was going always going to do join the party, because, fundamentally, I’m not going to miss out on a fuck-fest on my doorstep. I wanted to see my husband have the ecstasy of fucking Anna. I knew what she’d be getting. And the others. I wanted to taste some glorious cunts. I wanted to get fucked over and over, being watched and having fucking to watch.

And most of all, I wanted to totally submit to Free Use. I was excited, I was ready. And I got my way.

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