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Her Boyfriend really is Bisexual

My mate Kip and I hosted a lovely dinner party and over a few drinks the topic of sexuality came up. There were three gay guys, I’m bisexual and this couple (male/female) claimed bisexual status.

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a Adventures 4: Worthless cumcovered gangbang cinemaslut

After that heavy torture thing last time I said to my slut, that we’ll have a nice relaxed gang bang in a cinema in our town. I put an invitation on the website of the sex cinema and wrote the following text:
“We plan a gang bang on Saturday from 8 pm open end. Feel free to cum as often as you want and bring lots of friends with you. My slutslave is Romanian, slim, 25, brown haired and tanned and has a great slim body. Her small sluttish perky boobs are waiting for your hands and your cum. She s extremely hungry for all your cocks and swallows everything you give her. My slut is one of the most submissive sluts in the world. She does everything you want. We hope to see you soon. What you need is an actual aids test. Entry fee: 20 dollars”
I made a deal with the cinema owner to share the money he made. So we prepared ourselves for the evening. Benas heart was beating double the speed it normally does. She was already wet the whole day. She had no idea of how many guys would fuck her that night. She had to wear her servants dress with hot black stockings, a short skirt in black with white pockets and a shelf bra, which exposed her long puffy nipples. She had a servants hood on her head and wore 5 inch black latex stilettos. As usual she wasn’t allowed to wear any slip. When she walked, her new fat piercing rings on her pussy lips hit together and made a hot concert.
When we left home Bena was so excited that we had to stop on the way to the cinema, cause she had to pee. We stopped at a parking lot and she walked in front of our car. Lifted her skirt and peed in front of it. I was rock hard immediately. When she was finished she stood up and let the rest of the pee run down her hot freshly shaven long slim legs. She got into the car and gave me a taste of her pee with her hand. Then she fucked herself a bit with her hand and licked her juice from her hand. I was so fucking hard so I ordered her to suck my dick immediately. Instead of sucking it in the car she walked around and opened the drivers door. She took my dick in her hungry slutmouth, while her bare ass was poking out of the car. Her fuckslut was visible to everybody. Her piercings hung down her slit. Some cars passed us and hooted. They couldn’t believe their eyes. Bena went on sucking my dick and with her special slut technique she massaged my cum out of my balls in record time. Quite a good training for tonight I thought. She slurped my cum down, after she played with it in her slutmouth. She is a specialist in cum gargling and enjoys to tease with it. After she swallowed she wiped her mouth and sat back in the car. We drove to the cinema, where we couldn’t believe what we saw.
There was a waiting line at the cinema. It seemed that there were 40 or 50 guys when we passed the whistling group. There were guys of every social background (even some really nasty ugly beggars). Ebony guys, Caucasians and Asians. Young and really old guys. Punks and business guys. What a fucking mess I thought. That takes hours to make them happy. When Benaslutslave passed them they started to grab at her tits and ass cheeks. I had to separate them to come into the cinema. There was some kind of bodybuilder I couldn’t get off. He grabed my slut on her hair and forced her down to the ground. Bena obeyed. He forced his dick out of his trousers directly in her throat. She sucked submissively and massaged his shaven bull balls. He forced his fat dick till his balls knocked on her chin. Tears run down her eyes. Her eyelash smeared a bit. But he didn’t take long to cum in her throat. He shot and Bena swallowed. She didn’t have any choice. He ripped her head of his dick and disappeared. Bena fall back a bit and catched herself. Her pussy was visible to all the guys in the line. One of the guys said, that this piercings are fucking crazy. “You are the filthiest whore he’ll ever fuck! We walked down to the cinema rooms and it looked not like 40 to 50 but like 80 in total.
Bena found a seat in the first row. She sat down. Some really horny porn was running. But nobody cared. They all followed us and wanked their dicks. I sat next to her and played on her pussy. I fucked her with my four fingers in her pussy hole. I ordered the first guy to my slave and allowed her to start her blow jobs. She immediately had two dicks in her hands and on in her sluttish mouth. Behind her where dozens of guys and grabbed her tiny but fucking sexy little titties. I fucked her heavier and she moaned over the dicks. The first guy was near to cum and on rage. Bena sucked harder and he couldn’t hold it anymore. He shot her in her mouth and released her. She was showing his cum to all the surrounding guys. They just realized what a slut she is. Then three guys where again next to her. She was changing dicks every 10 seconds and looked deep and sexy in their eyes. It didn’t take long again and she collected their loads in her mouth. The other guys gave her their loads and Bena gargled 10 loads within 10 minutes. Her mouth was full. I fucked her now with four fingers in her pussy hole. After the experience with the sadist in his house her cunt was widely spread for 3 weeks. I ordered Bena to do daily training of her muscles down there to get it tighter again. But I had that feeling it didn’t work out to her original tightness. Nevertheless she gargled the loads and suddenly swallowed all the mess and let go a yummy sound. Then she moved and kneeled on the cinema seat. She spread her bum and cunt into the masses and said, fuck me you fuckers. While she was bending over the seat she wanked dicks in the second row and blew a huge member from a beggar. That fat cock looked really ugly and smelled stinky but my Slaveslut sucked it dutifully. I guesss he hadn’t have sex for years and Benaslut was doing something social. After just 30 seconds he shot his 10 thick jizz loads in her fuckface. She wasn’t expecting that and was totally messed up. All the guys laughed and said, she is the sickest bitch in the world. Her pussy was already filled with a cock from an Asian guy. She didn’t realize it first but as he changed holes in her butt she started to enjoy it. Another guy sat beneath her on the cinema chair and sucked her titties while he fucked my bitch in her pierced whorepussy. The Asian guy continued and shot his load in her ass. And so it went on for two hours. I didn’t have the impression that the waiting line gets shorter. Bena was totally filled up with cum in every of her holes. Even when she gagged and threw up only cum disappeared from her. She felt in heaven. She was in the centre of the fuck universe. A cum loving goddess. Unexhaustible flows of warm cum. Under her three slave holes where huge puddles of cum. Her hair, her eyes and her ears where full of it too. She got a bit exhausted. I said to all, that my slut needs a 15 minute break.
After that we could continue. We disappeared in a dark room. What we saw was diverse SM stuff. I had an idea. I attached Benaslut on the swing set looking upwards and bound her A cup udders on a rope hanging from the ceiling. As usual they looked like tiny table tennis balls when they where bound. I enjoy that embarrassing presentation of her titless body. I bound her legs to the swing set. She had to arch back her head in a position where she can be fucked perfectly in her throat. Last but not least I bound her arms behind her back and attached her hair to it. So she was absolutely helpless and reduced to her three holes. Then I opened the door to the room and the guys flowed into the room.
Bena was still covered In cum and it flowed out of every of her holes. But that was only a third of what followed the next two hours. They raped her and fucked her. They filled her with their hands and fisted her ass and her pussy. Wads of slimy cum came ut of her bowels and her slutslit. She was chocked and gagged. Her face full of mucus. I asked the cinema guy if he could close the doors, because I think that my slave isn’t able to take more than the 30 guys still waiting for their release. When I entered the room again some nasty guy was fist fucking her poor sloppy anus and causing a fat two inch prolapse coming out of her bumhole. He boxed it in and released his hand a second later. I couldn’t see Benas condition through all that mucus, but I realized her moaning still. And finally she was still breathing and orgasming. I stopped counting after 6 or 7 times. Sure was she still had fun. Her piercings where hitting together in the speed of the fisting. She gagged loud and coughed. A huge black guy had stick his member in deep in her throat. It was clearly visible in her neck. He enjoyed that slow fuck deep in her and fucked her like that for at least 10 minutes. I couldn’t believe what I saw but he managed to get that huge member of 11 inches all the way in. It was like sword swallowing, what she practiced with him while she got fisted. Several guys fucked their load in her pussy using breaks of the fister. I couldn’t hold my cum seeing that black dick in my slave and fucked her on her eyes. I said, that they would have to hurry up. There is only half an hour left. With that the rest of the bunch stood around her and waited until the black guy shot his load into her mouth. She hold it and gargled. A group of guys shot their load into her cum bag mouth. 5 where left. I closed the room. I released here from all the bondages except the tit bondage. Her little teeny udders were deep red blueish. She had to kneel down. I got a whip and spanked her hard on her udders. She screamed. I whipped her hard again. She was back and more alive than before. It waked her up a bit. I whipped 10 times over her hot sexy ass cheeks. Then I told the five guys, that the guy who gets her to orgasm within a minute wins a night with her alone and can do whatever he wants except harming her permanently or killing her of course. Bena was kneeling a bit uncomfortable cause her tits lifted her up a bit.
The first guy must have cum from a construction area nearby. He was full of dirt and was stinking sweaty. He commanded Bena to stand up and fistfucked her cunt. After one minute she was really high but not near to cum. The second guy was another asian pervert and massaged her cum covered clit and licked it. I was shocked a bit but it seemed to work. Parallel he fucked three fingers in her anus and massaged artificially her left bluish tit ball. That brought her over the edge. So we stopped the challenge and he gave me his address for the next Saturday. I released Benaslut from her tit bondage.
Bena walked out the cinema towards the car fully covered in cum. I said to her, that she had to slurp the cum from her body or she doesn’t come into my car. After five minutes I gave her a towel and rubbed the rest of her body dry. At home she took her shower tortured boidy and was still excited of that evening. She was fucked over 5 hours by dozens of full cum ball owners. She slept quickly and I m sure she had wet dreams that night.

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Punishment with Anton volume 1

This story follows on from ‘wife takes more black cock’
About a month passed from our night spent with Anton in the hotel and during that time myself and Hannah had had some of the best sex that we have ever had. She had become far more open about her sexuality and far more willing to try different experiences.
It was a Wednesday night and we were sitting together watching TV when out of the blue Hannah said “can we arrange to meet up with Anton this weekend?” I was a bit shocked at first because the question came out of nowhere but after a minute the images of her getting fucked by that huge black cock came flooding back and I readily agreed to give him a call.
I felt nervous as I dialled his number but he answered quickly and instantly remembered me. When I told him that Hannah wanted to meet this weekend he enthusiastically agreed and told me to book the same hotel room as before for the Friday night. Just as we were about to end the conversation he said “make sure you book it for Friday AND Saturday nights, I am gonna fuck that slut of yours ALL weekend”. My cock grew instantly hard at the thought of him punishing Hannah for 48 hours straight and then he finished by saying “oh and don’t set off to the hotel on Friday until I have called you. I will have some further demands of her before we meet”. With that he hung up the phone.
I sat on the sofa with the phone in my hand as images of Hannah being fucked by Anton for a full week flashed through my mind. Hannah looked across and smiled at me. “Get over here and suck my cock” I demanded, “if you want that black cock this weekend you’re gonna suck me and swallow my load right now”. She was desperate for his black cock so she jumped out of her seat, dropped onto her knees and slowly crawled across the floor towards me. As she got close to me she knelt up and pulled down her top to reveal her tits, then crawled up next to my lap. I undid my belt and she pulled my trousers and pants down from my waist. My hard cock sprung free and I grabbed her hard by her hair, pulling her head back so she was looking my in the eye. “Anton wants to fuck you for the whole weekend so we need to get you well trained. Open wide baby”. With that I forced her head down hard onto my cock, not stopping until it was in her throat and her lips were touching my balls. I held her there as I whispered to her “ this is nothing compared to how Anton is gonna punish you”. As her breathing slowed I allowed her to release my cock from her throat but as she gasped for breath I forced it straight back in, catching her in between breaths. Again she began to struggle as her lungs screamed for oxygen but I held her firmly in position, only releasing her as her eyes began to roll. She gasped for air but I could tell from the look in her eye that she was loving every second. I pushed myself back in but this time began a steady rhythm in and out. Looking down watching her gagging with each stroke was too much and i felt my balls begin to swell. I held her head again as I shot load after load of my juice deep down her throat. “ you better get to bed now baby, you’ll need all your energy for this weekend”
After Hannah had taken herself off to bed i rang the hotel and made sure that I booked the same room as before for the full weekend.
Friday arrived and we had both returned home from work excitedly wondering what exactly the weekend would bring. We packed a small overnight case and Hannah put in as much of her sexy lingerie as possible. Just as she was about to start getting changed at about 6 pm there was a ring at the door. I answered the door and there was a parcel delivery driver with parcel addressed to both of us. I signed for the parcel and closed the door. I took the parcel up to the bedroom where Hannah was just about to get into the shower and opened it on the bed. It contained a tiny red lacy dress and a note from Anton which read;
Hannah
Make sure that you are wearing this when you come to the hotel tonight along with the tallest heels you have. I will meet you both in the bar at 8pm sharp.
Anton
PS. Make sure that you don’t wear any underwear under that dress. Failure to follow my instructions exactly will lead to punishments.
Hannah grinned from ear to ear as she held up the tiny see through dress. She then jumped intot he shower and began to get ready. I was already ready to go so went downstairs to get a drink. Nearly an hour later, Hannah came down the stairs and stood in the living room. She looked stunning. The dress was see through and left very little to the imagination. I could see that she had fully shaven her pussy and that she had followed Anton’s instructions to the letter. She had no underwear on at all and a pair of 5 inch black heels. The dress was so short that as she turned round it hardly covered the cheeks of her ass. “Baby you are such a slut” I teased. “I know baby. I am your black cock slut”. I kissed her hard and we headed to the car.
We drove to the hotel in silence as we both pondered what Anton may have planned for the weekend. I parked the car in the hotel garage and we took the elevator up to the hotel bar and reception. As we left the lift 3 guys in suits were stood in the reception area. As my wife approached the all stared and i overheard one say to the other “ she must be a hooker dressed like that”. I ignored the comment as loved the tough of these guys looking at my slutty wife in this way. We checked in at reception and found that Anton had already checked in and had taken the room key so we headed to the bar. As we walked into the bar I spotted Anton at a table at the far side of the bar. We headed over and as every head in the whole bar watched my wife Anton smiled as he realised she had followed every instruction to the letter.
As we got to the table he stood to greet us and told Hannah to sit in the chair facing him. We sat and straight away he leaned in and said to Hannah “you look like a perfect little slut. Now uncross your legs and place your feet on the floor a foot apart”. Hannah did as she was told but kept her knees close together. “Spread your knees baby”. Slowly she opened her knees revealing to Anton her freshly shaved pussy. “Now don’t move”. He waived over a female waitress who came and stood by him. He ordered a drink and then the waitress turned her attention to Hannah. As soon as the waitress looked towards Hannah she noticed how she was sitting and got a clear view of her already glistening slit. She pretended not to notice as she took Hannah’s order but couldn’t take her eyes off Hannah’s pussy. I then ordered a drink and the waitress left to make up our order.
Whilst she was gone Anton looked Hannah up and down for a few seconds then said “ now I want to see you spread those wet lips”. Hannah looked nervous but slowly lowered her hand to her pussy. She looked Anton in the eye as she placed a finger either side of her pussy lips. She began to spread her fingers apart and her lips parted revealing her red slit. Pussy juice flowed out onto her dress, soaking through onto the seat. “now don’t move again until we get our drinks”. He smiled at her as she squirmed in her seat knowing the waitress was going to get a full view of her open hole. The waitress approached wit our drinks and again stood next to Anton to serve them. She nearly dropped her tray as she noticed Hannah sitting with her pussy pulled wide open. She caught Hannah’s gaze for a second and smiled before dropping her eyes back to her pussy. As she served the drinks she didn’t take her eyes of Hannah’s wet hole, which obviously turned Hannah on even more because without warning she moved her other hand down to her pussy and pushed two fingers deep into her sopping hole. The waitress stared in amazement as Hannah slowly fingered her own pussy. She regained her composure before leaving our drinks and walking off back to the bar. “ You really are a filthy slut” I said to Hannah as she continued fingering herself whilst her gaze locked onto Anton’s obviously growing erection.
We sat for about 15 mins and for the whole time whilst we drank our drinks Hannah fingered and stroked her wet pussy. On more than one occasion I thought she was actually going to cum right there in the bar. After 15 mins Anton broke the silence. “Now I am going to go up to the room and I want you to follow in 5 minutes”. He got up and walked across the bar and from where I was sitting I noticed that he said something to our waitress as he passed her by the door. As I returned my gaze to Hannah she pulled her fingers from inside her pussy and slowly placed them inside her mouth, licking her own juices off with her tongue. My cock was rock hard as I saw the desire in her eyes and I thought to myself, this is going to be one hell of a weekend.
The five minutes passed and Hannah got up from her seat “Come on baby lets go have some fun” she teased as she turned and bent over right in front of me to pick up her handbag, giving me a perfect view of her sopping pussy lips and her tight ass hole. I followed her from the bar and across the reception area to the lift. Again everyone in the room stopped and starred as Hannah, my little slut, sauntered past with everything on show.
We got in the lift and as the doors shut she moved in and kissed me hard. She reached down and grabbed my cock through my trousers “you’re gonna have to be patient baby” she teased and she stroked me slowly. We got to the first floor and went straight t the room. Hannah knocked on the door and Anton opened it wearing nothing but his huge erection. Hannah grined from ear to ear as we both entered the room. He closed the door behind us and before I could even get towards the sofa I heard Hannah scream out behind me. I spun round and saw that Anton had unexpectedly grabbed Hannah roughly by her hair and was almost lifting her off the floor. “Do you promise to do everything I say, without question for the next two days” he quietly growled in her ear. She whimpered a reply of yes as he pulled harder on her hair. “Louder bitch” he shouted as he yanked her upwards again. “YES, YES, YES” she screamed. He dropped her on the floor and her legs gave way under her.
As she lay on the floor he straddled her chest, pinning her arms down under his knees. He lowered his hips and dropped his balls onto her face. As he did this he turned to me and said “sit down on the sofa, and don’t leave it until I tell you to do so”. I sat down and watched as Hannah opened her mouth and started to lick and suck at his huge balls. His cock looked bigger than ever and he began to stroke it as she pleasured his balls.
After a few minutes she stood up and walked over to a draw. He opened it and took out a long length of rope. He walked to the large window where he had fucked Hannah the last time they were together and threw one end of the rope over the strong curtain rail, pulling it down so that both ends dropped equally. He walked back to where Hannah was still lying on the floor and dragged her over to the window. She glanced out and saw that the square below was again busy with people going about their business. He spun her round so that her back was against the window and began winding one end of the rope tightly around her wrists in front of her. Once she was tightly bound her took the other end or the rope and pulled down hard on it. Hannah’s hand shot up above her head, but Anton continued to apply pressure, pulling until her arms were straight up above her head and she began to teeter on her tiptoes. Once he was happy with her position he tied the rope off around the leg of the bed and stood back to admire his prey hanging in the window.
He went back to the draw and took out a small pair of scissors. He walked to her and made a small cut at the neckline of her dress. He dropped the scissors and placed a hand on either side of the cut. With one strong movement he ripped her dress from top to bottom, leaving her hanging naked in the window. Juice from her pussy glistened in the evening light as it ran down her leg. Not a word was spoken.
He admired her naked body for a second then returned to the drawer for a third time. This time he returned with something in each hand. In his right hand as a very large dildo which he placed on the bed and in the other a small whip which he held tightly. He moved to Hannah and spun her so that she was facing the window, baring all to the street below where a couple had already noticed her hanging naked in the window. He circled Hannah, slowly stroking his huge cock as he admired her body. As he walked behind her he stopped and I watched as he took a long back swing and then brought the whip down hard across her ass. She screamed out loud and momentarily lost her balance on her tiptoes. Again he raised his arm SMACK., she screamed again.
He walked back to her front “each time you scream you will get another one. Do you understand me? Hannah nodded as she bit her lip as the pain scorched through her ass. Anton walked behind her again, SMACK, the whip landed across her back leaving a long red line. Hannah winced and lost her balance but held her scream. “good girl” Anton whispered as he gently stroked the whip along her back. SMACK, the whip contacted her ass again. Hannah actually moaned with pleasure as she became used to the paint that Anton was inflicting. Anton moved slowly around until he stood in front of Hannah. As she watched he stroked his throbbing cock which seemed to be getting harder by the second. He was really taking his time with her. He let her hand for what must have been 5 minutes before suddenly lifting his arm and bringing the whip down across Hannah’s tits. The pain caused her to scream slightly and instantly Anton reacted and repeated his punishment to her tits. Another scream and this time he whipped her across the stomach. He held her composure and Anton held off giving her a fourth whipping.
The red marks were beginning to cover her body and during the half hour that Anton had spent punishing Hannah a crowd had formed in the square below. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Anton placed his whip on the bed and turned Hannah to face the door. He walked to the door without putting on any clothes and pulled the handle. The door opened an in stepped a woman. She was wearing a cream coloured long mac style coat with black patent high heels. It took a few second by we both suddenly recognised her as the waitress from the bar downstairs. Hannah turned to me with a look of shock on her face as the woman walked into the middle of the room. Anton closed the door and walked up behind the woman and said “this is Steph. She will be joining us for the next few hours”. As he spoke Steph untied the buckle around the waistband of the coat and Anton held the coat by the collar, sliding it off her shoulders as it slipped away. I gawped in amazement at the sight before me. Steph was wearing a very short black PVC dress with a corset style top which pushed her ample tits up into an amazing cleavage. She had 6 inch high stilettos and black gloves that finished above her elbows. She looked stunning and has topped it off with bright red lipstick covering her full blowjob lips.
Anton stood and watched as Steph slowly walked across to Hannah and began to trail her gloved fingers over her naked body. She spent 5 mins doing this and with each touch I could see Hannah getting wetter and wetter. Steph walked to the bed, picked up the whip and retuned to stand in front of Hannah. “Have you been a good girl for Anton?” she quizzed Hannah. Hannah nodded and Steph walked around her trailing the whip across her already marked skip. As she stood in the window Steph slowly spun Hannah so that she was again facing out of the window. Steph walked back behind her and ran the head of the whip down between the cheeks of her ass and forward, running it along Hannahs wet pussy. As this happened Hannah altered her stance slightly to allow her legs to part. As Hannah spread her legs I saw Steph pull the whip back and in one fluid motion brought it forward and up, SMACK, connecting the full length of Hannah’s pussy. Hannah screamed loudly and SMACK the whip connected again before she had chance to close her legs. Hannah completely lost her footing and hung completely by her wrists as Steph brought the whip down again across Hannah’s ass.
I watched in awe as Hannahs pussy juice flowed down her legs as she was whipped by her sexy mistress. Anton watched on, stroking his huge cock as Hannah slowly regained her footing allowing Steph to continue circling her, whip in hand. She allowed Hannah a few minutes to recover from her pussy lashing before she resumed her punishment. SMACK she thrashed the whip hard across Hannah’s tits, SMACK this time across her stomach. This time Hannah didn’t make any sound at all and Steph looked at Anton “I think our slut is trained” she said as she set down the whip on the floor. Hannah hung her head and I noticed tears running down her face. Anton walked over to where he had tied off the rope and undid the knot, letting the rope run free. Hannah dropped to her knees on the floor with her hands still bound in front of her. Anton walked over to Steph and led her by the hand to the window. He made her face the window and told her to bend forward from her waist keeping her legs straight. Steph did exactly as she was told and Anton moved behind her, roughly pulling her dress up to reveal her gorgeous ass and pussy. He reached down and pulled Hannah up by her hair. “Are you ready to eat some pussy baby” Anton whipsered to Hannah.
Hannah has never had any experience with other women but the sound of Anton telling her that she was going to do it, coupled by his strong physical presence seemed to make her jump at the chance. She quickly knelt up and as she did so Anton pushed her face into the waiting pussy. I watched eagerly as my wife began to lick vigorously up and down the length of Steph’s pussy. Steph moaned and reached round with both hands, pulling her ass cheeks wide apart. Hannah didn’t need a second invite and thrust her tongue greedily upwards to Steph’s tight ass. She swirled her tongue round and round before beginning to push it deep into her tightest hole. Anton moved in front of Steph and without needing instruction she opened her mouth. Anton pushed his cock forward into her mouth and she expertly took him deep into her throat as Hannah continued to lick and probed at her ass. As Anton began to stroke his cock in and out of Steph’s mouth he leaned over and ran his band down over her back and down between the cheeks of her ass. As his fingers reached Stephs ass he held them out for Hannah. She took his two fingers into her mouth before he pulled them out and put them on the opening of Steph’s tight hole. He pushed his fingers deep inside her ass as he thrust his cock back into her throat whilst Hannah went back to lapping at Steph’s wet cunt. Steph moaned loudly as Anton and Hannah pleasured all of her holes and within minutes she came hard, squirting her juices all over Hannah’s face that was buried in her pussy.
Anton pulled out of Stephs mouth and told her to get down on all fours. He moved Hannah to kneel next to Steph and pushed her face down so it was resting on Stephs ass. Anton moved behind Steph and pushed straight into her tight, wet ass. She moaned as he pushed straight in up to his balls. He then pulled right out and forced his cock straight from her ass into Hannahs waiting mouth. He repeated this over and over until he was close to cumming before he stopped and held his cock still in Steph’s ass. He held back but from where I watched I could tell he wanted to shoot his first load.
After a few seconds he pulled his cock from Steph’s ass and grabbed Hannah by the hair, dragging her roughly across the room to a sofa. He lifted her up and threw her onto the sofa on her back. He got between her legs and lifted them high, pushing them back so that her knees were up round her ears. Her holes were wide open for his taking and he held her ankles firmly as he eyed up her holes. In one motion he thrust forward and decided on her ass. Within a slipt second he was balls deep and Hannah screamed out loudly at his sudden intrusion into her bowels. He ignored her and began to thrust his full length in and out, grunting as he did so and calling her a filthy slut. It didn’t take long before he was ready to cum and he pulled out. Steph had moved for a closer view and he grabbed her and pushed her face next to Hannah’s. In three tugs of his huge cock he unleashed a huge load over the faces of the two sluts and then proceeded to wipe his cock over their cum covered faces before collapsing onto the sofa.
I couldn’t resist any longer and stood up from my vantage point. I stripped off as I walked and as I reached the two women I was down to my pants. I stood and pulled them down, releasing my throbbing cock. Steph was kneeling on the floor with her face still next to Hannah’s. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her ass up so that she was on her knees facing Hannah. I lined my cock up with her tight ass and pushed it straight in. It slipped in easily as Anton had previously spread her wide open and I began to fuck her hard whilst slapping her ass cheeks. She moaned loudly for me as she leaned forward and began to lick Anton’s cum form my wifes face as I fucked her ass. The sight of this slut licking cum form Hannah’s face quicly sent me over the edge and I felt my balls tighten. I pulled out from Stephs sexy ass and shot my load all over her face as she continued to lick cum from Hannah’s face.
I laid on the floor and watched as Hannah and Steph spent the next 10 mins licking every drop of our cum from eac others faces.
Anton then stood up ready for more…………. that will follow in the next instalment.

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First Threesome for Aussie Teens

An amazing threesome experience between some young Aussie school mates. There is a bit of tension between Andy and Cameron but Jamie (the author) is able to juggle the situation and the three teens have an amazing first threesome experience.

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Slaveworld Spy Episode 2

Peaches followed the tug of her lead to the Franklin Gate she’s helped set up. The first world they were going to was the 13th in the series listed by Franklin, the one she’d suggested herself, was her destination. But she wasn’t going alone!
Peaches’ original plan had been to attempt to enter the societies she would be visiting, alone, and use her Slaveworld-given charms and training to bring back things that Samuel and his society would find useful. But the Slaveworlders were a bit unsure about letting her off her leash. They didn’t think she’d escape, she realised as they discussed it over cards, her head in Lady Cleobell’s lap. They just didn’t want to entrust something that was actually important to a slave! It just rubbed them all the wrong way.
So Peaches was going simply as herself. No disguises. Rather than reveal the existence of a Gate, the man who held her lead would tell the citizens of the world they were about to enter a cover story, and her role would be similar to her own original plan, except that she would have n respite from slavery even while on her mission!
Peaches, her new name engraved on a shiny metal disk hanging from her cute pink collar, shivered in fear. Her mind was a whirl of emotions, and one of the strongest was confusion – what had she done? How had she landed herself here? The man holding her lead was a tall, patrician-looking minor aristocrat, a friend of the family of Colonel Ewing, Peaches’ legal owner. His name was Ross, and he was a Baronet, a low-ranking aristocrat but an aristocrat. He was the obvious choice, she realised – he was important enough to be trusted, but not too important to be lost should the plan fail. He was dressed this morning, and warmly – it was autumn on the world the Gate would drop them into. Meanwhile Peaches, for the first time in months, was wearing clothing – of sorts.
Her body was encased in a red latex catsuit, more than skintight, with a matching red latex corset over the top. Her blonde hair was tucked up in a ponytail, exiting out of a hole in the red latex hood that covered her head, leaving her face exposed. Thigh-high PVC boots with 4 inch platforms and 7 inch heels, hobbled at 18 inches by a tiny steel chain between her ankles, completed her basic outfit. Peaches’ arms were cuffed together down her back, wrist to wrist and elbow to elbow, forcing her breasts out into increased prominence. A typical Slaveworld gesture, her catsuit was open at the crotch and her nipples protruded too, a small, pretty weight dangling painfully from each one. Her crotch chain simply clipped onto her catsuit, the tiny steel links holding a teasing dildo and butt plug inside her. She hadn’t slept last night – she’d been busy being introduced to the man who would be her pretend owner for the next two days , and afterwards the Colonel had wanted to give her a goodbye screwing – and she was terrified, humiliated and desperate to come!
Just a normal day, then, Peaches reflected wryly. The Gate shimmered into life, and her new master looked her over. Seeing that she was nervous, he slipped his hand between her legs, stroking her clitoris against the rough-yet-smooth chain. When she sighing behind her mouth-stretching red ball gag, he stopped, but he had done enough – Peaches would follow him anywhere now, on the offchance that he might do that some more!
In fantasy, being a slave had been much less scary and much, much less humiliating, but on the other hand Peaches never could have imagined the effects of the best brainwashing she could imagine, plus the modification, the surgically implanted aphrodisiacs and the constant affirmation of her place as a slave, a possession. When she told her owner or one of his friends that she existed to please them, Peaches wasn’t lying!
Her groin on fire with lust, wiggling her walk more than she had been taught to try to increase the sensation from the dildo and plug strapped inside her, Peaches walked forward on the end of her lead into a new world.
She felt dizzy again, almost falling to her knees, the world spinning around like it did when she’d had way too much to drink. But her owner grabbed her, holding her against him tightly, and smiled down at her. She felt herself relaxing, and then he took out a map and compass and set off across a thin gravel track. Peaches couldn’t help but notice that she was not dressed for hiking, but they seemed to be in a fairly civilized wilderness, with neat tracks and pretty waterfalls. She felt it was familiar, but she couldn’t seem to make her mind work… things slipped away from her, leaving ehr a mindless, panting, drooling mess, with nothing in her mind that hadn’t been put there by her owners. She fought against it, but on one level she knew she welcomed it and that was when she got really scared. In the early days, she’d woken up crying just like all the other new slaves and been dragged from her cell for extra obedience training. The best thing to settle a slave down, the Slaveworld trainers reckoned, and after they’d finished with her she’d always slept the next night at least.
But in the colonel’s slaveblock, she’d woken up crying still sometimes. And then one of the stable hands had come to talk to her, a kindly man in his forties with a paunch and a short beard who sat by her cell, feeding her sugarcubes through the bars and stroking her flawless velvet skin until she stopped sobbing. He never made her come at night, though she always hoped he would bribe his colleagues to look the other way while he did, and she really had wanted him to enjoy her, but he was more sentimental than anything else, She knew his interest was the same as an old man talking to a horse or a dog back home, but he still made her feel better…
Peaches was jolted out of her reverie by the realization that a man was walking towards them. She stopped as her owner did, automatically, and thought in the back of her mind about how differently she and Sir Ross were looking at the man. He’s just thinking about the mission, she thought, but the mission depends on me being a good toy. I have to be this stranger’s plaything…
The man was kind of walking, kind of running, and he reached them a lot sooner than Peaches would have thought. He was obviously fit and muscular, shorter than the aristocrats Peaches was used to seeing on the Slaveworld and wearing loose fitting breeches and a collarless shirt with three-quarter length sleeves. He smiled broadly, his weirdly pale skin hardly creasing, and offered his hand to Sir Ross.
‘Hi, I’m Jaq’uu-iz, but my friends call me Jaq.’
‘Delighted to meet you, my name is Michael Ross,’ Sir Ross told the man.
‘And this is?’
‘Oh, her name is Peaches,’ Sir Ross said, offhand.
‘Like the fruit? How delicious!’
Sir Ross was obviously a little surprised that the man was accepting of a sex slave so immediately, but he said nothing. In another life, he and Peaches might have shared a glance of puzzlement; but she wasn’t here for that.
‘My house is just a few minutes’ walk this way,’ Jaq’ said, gesturing expansively. Perhaps you’d like to…’
‘Delighted, thank you.’
Sir Ross moved off, chatting with Jaq’ who kept shooting little glances at Peaches, obviously curious and, as a girl with some experience, Peaches would have said he was obviously attracted to her too.
Jaq’s house turned out to be a huge, mostly underground complex with walls that showed the views outside, so it felt unnervingly like you were somewhere else. The house was warm enough that Peaches was beginning to sweat within moments of entering the place, her catuit ovbviously well designed as heating. Jaq offered both of them refreshments, and Sir Ross gratefully accepted. While Jaq’ was out of the room, seeming to wink out of existence as he stepped out of the hidden doorway, Sir Ross pulled the kneeling Peaches in front of him and undid his flies, taking his jacket off and unbuckling Peaches’ ball gag.
Peaches obediently opened her mouth and began to suck and kiss her owner’s cock. Using the tip of her tongue, pierced twice for the purpose, she could tickle and caress the tip of his cock. Unusually for her, she was being allowed to run the show to some extent and she relished the freedom; like all Slaveworld sex toys Peaches was tit trained and she was often controlled by her user’s squeezing, pinching, twisting and rolling her nipples and breasts. She bobbed her head, feeling herself get wetter as the heavy cock in her mouth swelled further, and sighing in pleasure around it. If she was wearing a bigger dildo, or she had more time, she could come from sucking cock, she knew, but it wasn’t going to happen this time, she reflected as she slurped. Still, sex isn’t about pleasing me, she reminded herself as Sir Ross’ cock began to flex in her mouth, salty precum on her tongue.
Peaches heard footsteps that stopped in the doorway and mentally reconstructed the scene: Jaq’ returns, sees me on my knees with a cock in my mouth, wonders how to react. Then… the footsteps returned to the table and Jaq’ sat, Sir Ross’ cock momentarily getting less close to filling her mouth with cum as he greeted their host and began chatting.
‘So have you walked far today?’ Jaq’ asked.
Peaches felt herself chill; would Sir Ross remember to hide the fact that they’d appeared out of nowhere?
‘Not too bad, but we didn’t really know where we were. I’m useless with one of these things!’ Sir Ross held up his map and compass.
‘What is that?’ Jaq’ leaned in to take the map, feeling it, and turning the compass around in his hands.
Sir Ross went on to explain the basics of the art of map-reading, his cock barely hard in Peaches’ eager mouth now, his attention elsewhere. Jaq’ was stunned.
‘That’s amazing,’ he said. ‘You’re so Prim!’
‘Prim?’
‘Oh, um, yeah that’s just what my friends call it, like Primitive you know? Seeing people face to face, I mean I like to make my own tea, but that’s about as far as I go. When I want to find my way around I normally let my mover do it for me but if I’m out walking and it’s a part of the estate I haven’t been to for a while, I use this.’ He looked slightly shamefaced as he held up a little flat thing as big as a credit card.
‘Here,’ he said, ‘I’ve got a dozen, you might need it!’
Sir Ross shifted in his seat as he accepted the gift.
‘Thank you, that’s very kind of you! I couldn’t help but notice as we were walking over here that you seemed to like the look of Peaches?’
Peaches could imagine the look on Jaq’s face. According to the original Gate team’s research, there were plenty of worlds like her own Earth, where the idea of people belonging to each other was OK but it was never as one dimensional as the Slaveworld. And there were even more like this one, where men like Jaq’ would be surprised at the ‘that’s my bird’ response, but would be totally nonplussed at the idea of being offered a slave to play with. Maybe.
‘Um, yes, I suppose…’
‘Would you like to play with her, do you think?’
‘Really?’ Jaq’ answered a little too quickly, Peaches thought.
‘Absolutely! I can finish with her, or you can join in, up to you?’
‘No, no, you, um finish with her…’
Jaq’ stood, and began to watch the proceedings more closely as Peaches renewed her efforts. Sir Ross just wanted to come as quickly as possible now and Peaches gulped and slurped noisily as he held her head by her hair, pushing himself into her mouth in hard little thrusts. She squeaked and moaned with excitement as he neared orgasm, his cock twitching and pulsing, then he pushed himself to the back of her mouth as he came, shooting his semen straight down her throat.
As the sour salty liquid stuck to the inside of her gullet, Peaches reflected that he had been considerate to their host. He hadn’t made a mess of her!
‘MMmmm…’ Sir Ross sighed in satisfaction, then let Peaches lick his cock clean and zipped himself up.
‘Now,’ he said to Jaq’, have you ever used a slave before?’
‘I don’t think so,’ Jaq’ replied. ‘What’s a slave?’
Sir Ross was momentarily stumped.
‘Um… OK, you know how this place belongs to you? Or your clothes do?’
Jaq’ nodded uncertainly.
‘Well, a slave is like that. Peaches is a sex slave, so she exists for people to enjoy sexually, don’t you Peaches?’
Peaches looked Jaq’ in the eye when she answered, rather than Sir Ross. She knew it was a breach of etiquette and for a slave that could mean a whipping or worse, she just had a hunch.
‘Yes Master.’
Sir Ross smiled at both of them.
‘Do you mean she’s…’ Jaq’ searched for a word, ‘property?’
‘Yes, of course!’
Peaches was tempted to laugh. What a comical misunderstanding, she thought; one of them can’t imagine what property is, the other is shocked that I could be anything else…
‘So what, um…’
He’s made up his mind, Peaches thought. She wasn’t surprised. Faced with the reality of a helplessly bound, attractive girl who proudly said she existed for your sexual pleasure, she could easily see why most people would leave the thinking until afterwards.
Peaches felt her lead handed over, and with it the key to her restraints. ‘If you want to use her ass or pussy, you just unlock this chain, here…’
Sir Ross demonstrated as he stroked Peaches idly through her latex second skin. She whined in soft lust, feeling relaxed now she knew she was going to be fucked.
‘Is there anything I’m not allowed to do?’ Jaq’ asked Sir Ross.
‘You mustn’t injure her, basically. Otherwise, she’s yours to enjoy!
Jaq’ advanced on her with a big grin on his face. Even in this unbelievably rich world, Peaches thought to herself, he’s been handed the keys to the toy store!
She felt his hand touch her head hesitantly, then stroke her face, shivering as she instinctively nuzzled his hand. On Slaveworld she would probably have been punished for that, but here she needed to show him how eager she was. Slaveworld aristocrats already knew!
Peaches stood when Jaq’, discovering his confidence, pulled her to her feet by her hair, his face a picture of delight. She couldn’t help herself; she was desperate to please him! Maybe it was for the best that she wasn’t here alone, she thought idly as Jaq’ ran his hands over her body, making her nipples tingle, her clit painfully hard, pussy so wet her thighs were wet too. There was no way she could do this and be a spy too!
Jaq’ stood face to face with her, his hand slipping between her thighs, finding her crotch chain and the dildo and buttplug it held inside her. Peaches moaned in helpless lust as a stranger touched between her legs, but without the professional ease or practiced sadism she was used to. Jaq’s erection was throbbing in his trousers, Peaches’ eyes locked on her user’s as she had been trained. Jaq’ looked over to Sir Ross. The aristocrat nodded encouragingly.
Jaq’s hand moved between Peaches’ legs, caressing her pussy lips and touching her clit, making her squeal and gasp, the palm of his hand making her dildo move inside her, fucking her. She felt herself flush, her eyes wide, lightheaded with lust as Jaq’ grinned happily, overjoyed at how wet and responsive she was. Peaches was used to being a nice surprise – more sensitive to the Slaveworld’s aphrodisiac than most toys, Peaches was unusually hot and wet even for a sex slave, but Jaq’ had never seen the regular article. He was obviously getting some kind of contact high!
‘If you’ve never played with a slave before, you might want to just use her mouth and then maybe wait a bit. She’s hot, isn’t she?’
Jaq’ nodded, then said, ‘how do I, um…’
‘Just move her or order her.’ Sir Ross replied. ‘Like this.’ Peaches twitched in involuntary fear as she felt her owner’s hand land hard on her ass, pushing her down. ‘Kneel, slut,’ he told her. Peaches sank to her knees, and Jaq’ undid his flies and his extremely hard cock was waggling in Peaches’ face. She bowed her head to him and let him slip into her mouth, her tongue caressing him. Her eyes remained locked on Jaq’s as he gazed down at her, his face distorted with pleasure. Peaches had only bobbed her head a couple of times when Jaq’ came, filling her mouth with his hot, sticky come. Peaches sucked and slurped eagerly until Jaq’ had finished his orgasm, then knelt open mouthed, tongue out, as she’d been trained, displaying her semen-covered tongue, dripping onto her boos as she waited for Jaq’ to order her to swallow.
But jaq’ had gotten the idea of sex slaves pretty quick. He was talking to Sir Ross, looking at her but with a totally proprietary glance. She was savvy enough to realize that he would never regard her as anything but a slave now; just a few seconds of total, unthinking obedience had been enough.
The two men were chatting about their plans for the evening, and Peaches listened with half an ear as she drifted in erotic reverie, waves of need and lust, drifting through her mind; she could have come with maybe a few more seconds’ groping. Sex isn’t about pleasing me, she reminded herself, her hips moving slowly, barely perceptibly, as she tried to get some friction from her crotch chain.

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