In April 2004 my husband announced that his 25 year old secretary was 6
months pregnant and he was leaving me and our two daughters to be with her.
Apparently I’d become boring and had put on weight – no longer the slim
nymphomaniac that he had married 21 years previously. To say that I was
devastated would be somewhat of an understatement.
I thought that I’d been as good a mother and wife as I could be while also
holding down a career as an accountant with a pretty large clothing company. I’d
never refused sex and (even though I say so myself) was quite skilled at oral
sex…at least he never complained. Obviously things had changed over the years; I
had actually put on a little bit of extra weight – but so had he! Oddly enough
sometimes I genuinely ‘wasn’t in the mood’ after a long hard day at work,
driving for 40 minutes across town at rush-hour to make sure my family had a
nice nutritious meal on the table by 7pm. MEN!
Somehow my daughters and I muddled through and in September 2005 Chloe joined
her elder sister at University in London. Six weeks later my company merged with
a large American consortium and I was made redundant with a very handsome
settlement.
Without a care in the world I decided to spend some of my new found wealth on a
three week holiday in the Caribbean with my youngest sister; where I
subsequently had sex for the first time since my husband had left the
matrimonial home. For some drunken reason it was with one of the hotel barmen
who was as black as the Ace of Spades. It certainly hadn’t been planned as I had
never even fantasised about having sex with a black man and in fairness I can
remember very little about it because I was so drunk! I do remember being
disappointed at the size of his Willy – smaller than my ex-husbands (boo-hoo)
and it was all over very quickly. The upside was feeling sexually attractive and
self-confident for the first time in two or three years.
On my return home there was a job offer waiting for me to become the Manager of
a friends’ Advertising/Marketing Company called ‘The Icicle Works’. It was to
start virtually as immediately as the current Manager was very pregnant and
didn’t want to return to work.
It was a completely Alien world to me as I sat at my desk on the first Monday in
my new office after spending 17 years in my last job.
“Hi ya!” A very camp Asian boy greeted me. “I’m Nikki and I’m making coffee;
would you like one?”
“Yes please.” I replied.
“How do you like it?” He asked as his eyes surveyed the pictures on my desk.
“Dark and strong please.”
“Just like the men in your life I presume?” He giggled and minced out of the
room before I could reply.
A few minutes later he brought my drink to me and he offered to introduce me to
the five girls that worked in the office.
They were an ‘interesting bunch’; all of them were in their early twenties and
they had an assortment of dyed hair, exotic clothing and tattoos. Nikki was
possibly the nearest to ‘normal’ and he was as camp as a row of tents! This was
going to be an interesting job – if I could last to the end of the first week.
Make it I did and very enjoyable it was too. They were a great hard-working
bunch of kids who all loved their jobs and proud of working for the ‘The Icicle
Works’.
As we were having our afternoon coffee Nikki and Evangeline (one of the
designers) regaled me with their elaborate plans for a hedonistic weekend. I
just smiled; then Hannah the Liverpool Girl told us in graphic detail her own
plans for wild sexual abandon with her new boyfriend who was on leave from the
Army.
“What is the Delectable Melanie going to do with herself tonight?” Nikki giggled
when he saw the amazed look on my face, “Sex and drugs and rock and roll too?”
“Takeaway curry and nice bottle of wine.” I thinly smiled and shrugged my
shoulders. “Watching reality TV.”
“Oh...my…God…NO!” Nikki gasped as he theatrically threw his head into his hands.
“I must save you from yourself! You simply MUST come out with us.”
“I don’t think so!” I laughed out loud and dramatically shook my head and hands
in his direction. “Anyway I’m old enough to be your mother….what would your
friends think?”
“They’d love you and you’d love them.” He grinned; “A few of the boys have a
thing for Yummy-Mummy’s!”
“What?” I enquired; never having heard that expression before.
“Yummy-Mummy’s are older women that young guys are attracted to.” Evangeline
butted in. “Or they call them Milf’s.”
Again I shook my head.
They all looked at each other and sniggered at my ignorance daring someone to
explain the term to me.
Nikki was close to exploding with laughter and blurted out, “Mothers I’d like
to……FUCK!”
“Oh!” I gulped.
Tears of joy were running down Jill’s cheeks and the other four were in
hysterics at my embarrassment now.
“Oh sweetie,” my gay friend giggled, “there is just sssooooo much that I have to
teach you!”
We eventually went back to finishing the days work and went our separate ways at
5 o’clock.
As expected I watched TV alone on all three nights; having a takeaway curry on
Friday, pizza on Saturday and Chinese on Sunday with a nice bottle of wine to
wash them down. I called my sister on Saturday night and both daughters on
Sunday. Apart from that the only human contact I had was in the Supermarket
doing my weekly shopping.
I spent the first couple of hours on Monday morning listening to the young
people delight each other with tales of hedonism beyond my wildest imaginings!
They had all been drunk at least once, each one of them had had sex with virtual
strangers – Nikki and one of the girls (Emma) had both been with different
people on both Friday and Saturday nights – Nikki alluding to having gone home
with two boys on Saturday! There was also a casual conversation about Cocaine
and Ecstasy which really did shock me.
I tried to remain oblivious to the chatter but it was impossible – they were so
blase about their behaviour and I was fascinated; not least because I was a
little bit concerned that my daughters may be behaving in the same manner in
London.
It was a similar tale for the next few Fridays and Mondays with Nikki and Emma
going clubbing a couple of nights during the week too. It was pretty evident
that Nikki was a very popular guy and was welcomed in every bar and club in Town
because he usually led a large exotic group of free spending young people. They
put a lot of pressure on me each week to join them but I resisted although it
became increasingly difficult to come up with excuses.
After a few more weeks I started joining them for a drink after work on a Friday
night gradually staying out until about 10 when they would go to a Club. I
thoroughly enjoyed myself as I was almost immediately adopted into the ‘coolest
gang in town’. I even had my hair cut, styled and coloured by one of my new best
friends. Prompting Nikki to announce ‘Greetings to the new brunette’ when I
entered the office the following day.
A week or two later he flounced into my office and announced that a big client
that we had been working for was finally opening his new restaurant on that
Friday night and we had invites to the VIP party; then afterwards onto an
exclusive Club in the centre of town and he wouldn’t allow me to say ‘no’.
I was instructed to wear my very very best glamourous ‘going out dress’ and put
on some ‘special’ underwear – just in case. He was incorrigible but he did make
me laugh.
When I inspected my wardrobe I couldn’t find anything that fitted the bill
(honest!). I felt particularly dowdy because I hadn’t been anywhere worth
dressing up for in nearly two years. Then the penny dropped! I scampered into my
daughters’ bedroom and raided their wardrobe. After following a rigid diet of
cigarettes, stress and red wine for just over a year I’d lost well over a stone
in weight and could now fit into some of their nightclub gear. So with a bottle
of wine at hand I played ‘dress up’ like a little girl for four hours on the
Wednesday evening; finally settling on a black velvet dress with a revealing
cleavage and a chiffon over-skirt that belonged to my eldest daughter and made
me look like a Gothic Fairy Godmother. Remembering Nikki’s advice I wore a very
sexy matching set of black underwear with red roses on and a very shiny pair of
black hold up stockings.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt that good about myself as I got out
of the taxi at the pub we’d agreed to meet in prior to going to the restaurant.
“You look absofuckinglutely wonderful!” Nikki screamed as he flounced across the
room to greet me with a huge bear hug. The others were already at the bar with
some of their exotic friends. I was so obviously the oldest person in the group
as Emma handed me a large Bacardi and Coke I really felt like chasing my taxi
down the street and fleeing.
Two drinks in fifteen minutes later I was giggling at the most obscene joke in
the world and sharing my cigarettes with Nikki, a punk girl with pink hair, a
Marilyn Monroe look a like, a 6 feet tall muscular skinhead and a girl wearing a
red PVC dress.
The rest of the night was a hilarious drunken success and passed by in flash.
Eventually I was crammed into the back of a taxi between Nikki and the big
skinhead who both kept lifting my dress up to my waist so that the taxi-driver
could get a good look at my stockings and knickers in his rear-view mirror. Even
when we got out of the taxi at my home; Jamie the pretty skinhead lifted my
dress up and give the driver one last flash from behind. I don’t know why but it
seemed to be the most natural and funniest thing in the world, at the time.
Once inside the house I immediately disappeared into the kitchen for yet more
drinks. As I opened the bottle of wine the boys were still giggling about the
taxi drivers’ reaction to seeing my stocking tops and knickers.
“Do you think he had a camera phone?” Nikki chuckled.
“I bet he did.” James the skinhead teased as I handed him his glass. “And I bet
he’ll have the pictures all over the internet by now!”
“What do you mean ‘on the internet’?” I drunkenly quizzed them.
They looked at each other conspiratorially.
“On the pervy voyeur sites.” Nikki grinned.
I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders as I didn’t know what he was talking
about.
He swiveled his head and spotted my computer.
“Is that switched on?” He asked as he jumped up and began pressing the mouse
making the machine blink into life.
Twenty clicks later and we were all looking at pictures of housewives in various
states of undress.
Nikki was in his element now and James was goading him on as I just stared in
drunken wonderment as picture after picture of women of all shapes and sizes
appeared on screen. Some were in normal undies, others sexy lingerie and others
absolutely naked. Each set of pictures were accompanied by messages from
admirers. Regardless of the attractiveness of the woman involved (some were
gorgeous and others were pig ugly) the comments were always complimentary.
When I finally expressed my astonishment he clicked onto another site then
another to show me that ‘women of a certain age’ had their admirers and there
were hundreds and thousands of sites like the first one dedicated to women just
like me.
“Have you got a digital camera?” James asked.
I opened the drawer in front of him and handed my little Fuji to Nikki. Seconds
later I was lifting my dress in stages until it was eventually up to my chest
and he was taking photos of my stockings and transparent knickers.
A couple of minute’s later 6 pictures of me lifting my dress and showing my
sexiest knickers were on the World Wide Web for everyone to see.
I gasped when I saw the last picture as my panties were pretty transparent and
you could clearly see my pubes.
Before I could speak the first comments appeared alongside.
“Awesome.”
“Great legs.”
“Fucking lovely.”
“Show us your tits!”
“Shall we show them?” Nikki chortled as I stood open mouthed as the compliments
kept appearing.
“It would be rude not to.” The skinhead grinned
Because the copious amount of alcohol I’d already drank had numbed my brain I
smiled and began squeezing my tits together; then unzipped my dress on my
colleagues instruction; slowly peeling the top down so each pose could be
captured for posterity on camera until I actually unclipped my bra and let him
take one picture of my 32c breasts and very very erect nipples.
I was amazed at his dexterity on the keypad and again my pictures appeared
virtually seconds after him taking them.
Each photo was greeted with more and more comments; some flattering and some
downright rude.
It was strangely liberating as I stood next to two gay men dressed in only my
panties, stockings and high heals drinking wine.
As the last two photos appeared of me showing the world my tits there was a
frenzy of comments. The three of us were nearly helpless with laughter as
pictures of erect penises began appearing on screen as the men described how
they were masturbating while looking at my pictures.
“Now take your knickers off.” A message flashed up.
Still laughing; the boys looked at me; daring me to do as I was being told by my
cyber-admirer, with their eyes.
I coyly put my head on my shoulder and stroked my chin as I pretended to be
considering this last outrageous act.
“Okay.” I whispered as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband.
A minute later six photos of me taking off my knickers were on the Web too.
My heart was thumping and my stomach churned as I gulped down more wine.
“Great ass babe.”
“I can smell your cunt.”
“I want to fuck that greasy cunt.”
“I want to fuck that cute ass.”
There were nearly 30 comments all just like that and just as crude.
Then the pictures of men masturbating appeared one after the other. I genuinely
didn’t know that there were so many different shapes and sizes!
As the comments began to slow up and my new fans had moved onto someone else I
drained my glass and teetered off to the bathroom with a huge grin on my
middle-aged face; leaving the boys still giggling in the living-room.
As I sat on the toilet drifting in and out of sleep; my hands began
subconsciously stroking my heaving breasts and stiff nipples then down into my
pubes; tugging on my long dark curls until it began to hurt.
All I could think of was playing with my self – giving my cunny a good seeing to
with the vibrator that I’d bought 6 or 7 years previously and had only ever used
twice. I smiled as I wondered if the batteries would still be working.
When I’d finished I put on the bathrobe from the door and staggered back to say
goodnight to my guests and send them packing.
I didn’t get to use my vibrator as I fell asleep the instant my head hit the
pillow. The next I knew was when I heard my phone ringing downstairs at 10.15 in
the morning.
I carefully got out of bed as my head was throbbing and my stomach churning. I
wrapped myself into my big soft fluffy bathrobe and made my way to the lounge
and listened to the message then I put the kettle then stood at the kitchen door
and lit a cigarette. When I was a young woman at University an older admirer had
once likened me to a sleek sports car; but when I sucked in my first drag I
started coughing and spluttering like a 6 year old diesel transit van. It didn’t
stop me and I kept puffing away as I sipped my first strong coffee of the day.
As I admired my glorious garden memories of Friday night began filtering into my
aching brain. I smiled at the memories of dancing and flirting in the Nightclub
then a bolt of lightening hit me as images of my ‘modeling session’ entered my
consciousness.
My eyes were like saucers when I moved the computer mouse and the screen
flickered into life. I scrolled down ‘My Favourites’ and saw that the site I’d
imagined actually existed. The adrenaline was pumping so hard through my veins
as I clicked onto the homepage I felt like I might explode. There it was;
‘Melons’ the name the boys had conjured up for me. Terrified; I hovered the
arrow over the name….then left-clicked.
My adrenaline level was on red-alert when I saw the first picture that we’d
posted, then the second and third. A couple of people had posted comments
between each one but by the time I got to the photos of me removing my knickers
12 people had left outrageously dirty, but flattering, comments. Even after I’d
logged off another 5 people had left a series of sexy comments later in the
night.
I re-read everything twice then staggered in a daze back into the kitchen to
make another coffee.
“BEEP” My mobile sparked into life, “You have one message”.
‘Gr8 nite – how r u? Super tits btw!’ It was from Nikki.
‘We need to talk’ I messaged back.
‘2nite – c u @ 7 gr8 nite plnd.’ Came the immediate response.
I immediately rang him and nervously told him that I wouldn’t be going anywhere
and might never be able to face the world again.
Nikki howled with laughter and told me that he’d checked the site too and was
thrilled so many men fancied me. We chatted for a few minutes and he finally
made me promise to join him and his friends for another night out that night.
I hardly left the computer all day checking and re-checking the posting until
someone else came on line and I actually had a chat with ‘an admirer’. The buzz
was amazing as we very quickly got into a ‘hot conversation’ about what he
thought of my body and what he would do to me if we ever met.
Then someone else started posting and asking if I wanted to move to MSN but I
didn’t know what he meant.
Before I knew where I was it was lunchtime and I was still only wearing my
bathrobe. My headache had gone and had been replaced by an ache between my legs.
I logged off and had a long luxurious bath. As I lay soaking in the hot bubbles
my fingers kept sliding between my legs and I eventually gave into temptation
and fingered my pussy and rubbed my clit until I had a long lovely orgasm….then
another one…and another one.
I even checked out a few of the naughty websites the boys had recommended the
previous night. I also posted my pictures on a different site and the comments
were just as sexy but best of all the responses were immediate. When guys
realised I was online and answering their questions they were flocking around my
new page like flies.
They kept asking for more pictures and I was very very tempted; especially when
they wanted pictures of me fingering my pussy or using my vibrator which I’d
accidentally told someone I was using.
I must have cum 6 or 7 more times in the afternoon as I checked and re-checked
the comments on my pictures and flicked around the other pages.
Eventually I had to log off and get ready for my night out with Nikki and his
friends.
I showered then got dressed; I felt even naughtier as I clipped a pair of proper
nude stockings to a white suspender belt that I’d only ever worn on a couple of
occasions and never outside the house; but tonight was different; I genuinely
felt like a new woman. I chose another one of my daughters dresses – a silver
strappy thing; quite low cut and two inches above my knees.
Nikki had rung to say the taxi was on its way so I was waiting outside my door
when it arrived. Nikki had two boys and two girls next to him when I got in. As
I squashed between the two girls my dress immediately rode up my thighs
revealing my suspenders. I blushed as I wriggled to preserve my modesty.
One of the boys couldn’t take his eyes off my legs, prompting Nikki to tell
everyone that I was ‘such a tart and always dressed ready for action’; which was
patently untrue but quite appropriate for tonight.
After a couple of drinks I finally found the courage to admit to Nikki what I’d
done and been doing all day. He was shocked but gave me a great big hug to
congratulate me on finding my new self.
Yet again the night flashed by in a drunken haze. I danced with a variety of
young men who flirted outrageously with me and I lost count of the times my
dress flew up showing my knickers and suspenders as I was hurled around the
dance floor to the delight of the other clubbers. Two young men bluntly asked me
to go outside and suck them off! As if! What kind of woman did they take me for?
In the last club we met up again with the tall skinhead James.
He bounded over and greeted me with a big sloppy kiss.
“Hi ya Melons!” He grinned then whispered into my ear, “You’ve had a fun day
haven’t you?”
“What do you mean?” I drunkenly giggled.
“I’m Starman; I’ve been chatting to you on both sites all day! Do you want to do
it again tonight?” I playfully slapped him on the shoulder but didn’t say no.
An hour later I was in the back of a mini-cab between James and Nikki with my
leg curled up across the skinheads lap and his fingers stroking my pussy through
my thin panties as Nikki caressed my stocking clad legs. The driver had to
swerve three times because he was too busy looking in his mirror.
“I’m going to take even sexier pictures tonight.” Nik whispered into my ear as
he pulled my panties to one side and began fingering me.
Just as his fingers began stroking my fleshy folds I whispered; “But I
thought….I thought….you are...gay.”
Before I could finish my sentence his fingers were tickling my labia and vulva
and spreading my petals.
“Gay?” The Asian youth smirked. “I’m a-sexual, bi-sexual, tri-sexual …anything
you want to call me. I’ll fuck anything with a pulse!” A long thick finger
suddenly eased its way into my already stretched cunny. Not knowing how to
respond; I sat shivering with excitement, nearly forgetting to breathe as he
explored my vagina like a gynecologist with two then three fingers. I was soon
rocking and rotating my hips in time to his internal administrations while James
stroked my aching tits.
Just as the taxi slowly turned into my street Nik began whispering in my ear, “I
want to see you fucking your cunt with your big dildo, then I’m going to make
you suck my cock while I take pictures; then I’m going to fuck you rigid then
post everything on the internet!”
It tipped me over the edge and I came with a jaw slackening orgasm as Nik’s
thumb pressed on my clitty while he rotated three fat brown fingers in my
sopping cunny.
Moments later I was inside my house and opening a bottle of wine as Nikki set up
the camera while James put some music on.
As my dark skinned friend pointed my camera at me I began swaying to the music
and subconsciously rubbing my tits and private parts through my dress.
“Lift it up; just like last night.” Nikki directed me.
With a glass in one hand I slowly lifted the hem of my dress up until he could
take photos of my stocking tops, suspenders and sexy white panties. Satisfied
with my efforts he made me bend forward so he could take pictures of my bra
encased tits and cleavage then he told me to turn around and touch my toes. It
was a struggle but I managed; knowing that he was taking pictures of my legs and
up my dress.
My head was spinning and my stomach churning with excitement as I fumbled with
the zip at the back. I soon managed and my daughters’ dress fell to the floor.
Without being asked I automatically removed my bra and panties.
“Now sit on the sofa.” His voice was soft but very authoritative.
I did as I was told.
“Spread your legs and pull your cunt flaps apart.”
By now I was in a dream as I slid my hands between my legs and pulled my labia
apart just like I’d seen other women do on the Internet earlier in the day. When
I saw the photos later there was a white froth gathered at my vaginal opening.
“Now finger yourself.” Niks’ voice had become deeper and sexier the more he took
charge of the situation.
I bit my lip as my first finger glided into my love hole; then a second and a
third all on his instructions. I was soon grinding down onto my knuckles as I
roughly groped my own tits and pulled on my nipples.
“Where’s your toy?” My photographer quietly asked.
“Upstairs…in the drawer next to me bed.” I purred at the thought of fucking
myself for them; then posting the results on the Internet.
“Go get it.” He told the young skinhead who immediately ran upstairs.
Seconds later it was in my hand and vibrating against my soaking opening. Still
with my eyes closed I let out an almighty sigh as I slid the 8 inches of buzzing
cock-shaped plastic into my pussy.
As I fucked myself I began sliding around the leather sofa until I was soon
lying on my back with an ankle draped over the back and the other pulled back to
my chest in my quest to get the sex toy as deep inside my body as humanly
possible. I couldn’t resist any longer and began flicking my clit. I don’t know
how long it took but the orgasm was by far the longest, loudest and most intense
that I’d ever had. It felt absolutely amazing as I lay in the afterglow, with my
legs wide apart and cunt dripping onto the sofa after my bout of wanton
exhibitionism.
The boys scurried off to the computer and began uploading their bounty. I must
have drifted off to sleep because the next I knew was Nikki shaking me and
saying, “Mel, you’ve got to see this – it’s amazing!”
Still virtually naked apart from my shoes, stockings and suspender belt I
stumbled across the room and joined them.
They had posted 20 pictures on one site and 30 on another site….the responses
were many and amazing. Guys were instantly posting pictures of themselves
wanking onto my images and the comments nearly blew my mind as I regained my
senses.
“I need a wee.” I giggled and staggered to the downstairs toilet.
When I eventually appeared back in the living room ready for more photography I
was stunned to see the boys kissing passionately on my sofa. Nikkis’ jeans were
around his ankles and James was wanking his big brown cock. I stood frozen with
shock but was fascinated at the sight of the two men openly displaying their
sexuality without a care in the world.
My work colleague broke their kiss and whispered something to his gay lover. The
gorgeous skinhead smiled and began kissing his way down the brown boys’ hairless
chest and flabby stomach until his head hovered above the circumcised cock. His
long tongue slithered out and flashed across the velvety cockhead. Then with
practiced ease he licked the long shaft and sucked the knob while alternating
between squeezing the big bald scrotum and stroking the gnarly veins with his
manicured white fingers.
I was transfixed as I stared in disbelief at the scene that was unfolding in my
own living room.
“Come here.” Nikki whispered as he stared hypnotically into my eyes.
Without a thought I floated across the room until I was standing next to them.
Still with his fat knob in the other boys pretty mouth Nikki winked
conspiratorially when his twinkling doe-eyes met mine.
With one hand stroking James’ bald head Nik began caressing my nylons with the
other, first on the outside of my thighs and calf’s making me shudder and bite
my bottom lip; then with a silent tap on the inside of my knee I spread my legs
for him.
His fingers felt like butterflies as they fluttered up and down my nylon clad
legs and along my tingling labia as the hairless white head bobbed up and down
on his cock.
“Join him.” Nik whispered.
“What?” I asked as he woke me from my sexual trance.
“Both of you… suck my cock.”
Without a thought I dropped to my knees and began licking his hard shaft as
James sucked the purple knob, then we changed positions with me sucking his fat
cockhead and the pretty white boy filling his mouth with Nikki’s hairless balls
making my workmate moan and groan with pleasure.
All the time in the background I could hear the soft clicking of my camera.
It was glorious having a cock in my mouth for the first time in years…especially
a large exotic brown one.
Nik suddenly began to jerk; then just as his cock stiffened I pulled it out of
my mouth and it erupted onto my chin and tits. James’ head soon darted up from
the balls and he sweetly licked the warm cum from the tip then eased forward
until he was licking the rest off my chin and tits making me shiver with
excitement.
“Get your cock out and let her suck you off too.” Nikki panted as he patted his
softening cock against my cheeks.
The pretty skinhead quickly unzipped his trousers and slid them down his thick
thighs. I silently gasped when I saw his cock pop up. It was as long as Nikkis’
but not as thick and as hard as a rock. The boy eased onto the edge of the sofa
and presented his dick to me. I leant forward and showered it with kisses before
grabbing hold of it and pulled back his floppy foreskin. I swallowed as much of
his young cock as possible and began furiously sucking it and stroking his
bollocks as Nik took even more photographs.
Perhaps he was very excited or perhaps I really am a good cock-sucker but James
was squirming very quickly and I knew he was going to cum. I took it out of my
mouth and quickly rubbed the shaft until he shot his lovely stuff onto my
heaving tits and chin just like Nikki had.
“Look at me!” Nik commanded.
I did as I was told and he fired off even more pictures of the pungent spunk
running down my face and cleavage as I pressed my boobs together and without
thinking actually licked some of it off. I’d only ever tasted cum once before;
when I was at University, and hadn’t liked it….but this time….WOW!
Happy with the pictures he’d taken Nikki put the camera down and stood up making
his big fat cock swing from side to side.
“Now get on all fours,” He told me with a huge grin on his face while he tugged
at his cock making it grow even longer and thicker before my eyes.
Obviously I complied; making myself reasonably comfortable on the thick
sheepskin rug in front of the fireplace.
“Okay cumslut,” Nik giggled as he pulled my bum cheeks apart and pressed his
thick bell-end against my sticky slit, “What do you want now?”
“I don’t know?” I told him in an embarrassed whisper.
SLAP. His hand cracked against my fleshy cheek.
“Tell me…slut.” He slapped my arse again, “tell me what you want… now!” His fat
cock was sending me delirious with desire as he teased me by running it along my
cunny. “Tell me what you want.” Each request was punctuated with a hard slap
across my buttocks. If my ex-husband had ever even thought of laying a finger on
me in an aggressive manner I would have run for a solicitor but when my gay
friend spanked me as I knelt in front of him in a most degrading manner…it
turned me on so much I was actually dripping onto the rug!
“Put it in please.” I whispered.
“What did you say?” Nikki asked and spanked me again.
“Put it in please.” I said louder guessing what he really wanted me to say.
“Put your cock in...My cunt.” I gasped. Uttering the word was quite liberating
so much so I couldn’t stop myself and let out a torrent of filth as his fat cock
slid up my vagina with the greatest of ease.
“That’s it….fuck me….fuck my cunt hard with that big cock….harder than
that….really fuck me!”
It was absolutely awesome as Nikki grabbed my hips and pulled me backwards onto
his fat cock every time he pushed forward with a powerful thrust. I’d had a few
lovers while at University and had thought I’d had a good sex life while I’d
been married but Nik was fucking me like nothing I’d ever experienced in my
life. This was…..fucking SEX!
My eyes were closed and I was struggling for breath when Nik told the skinhead
to fuck my mouth and ‘roast the cumslut’. When I opened my eyes he was already
kneeling on the rug waving his cock in front of my face. Just as I opened my
mouth to speak he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back making my mouth gape
open.
“That’s the way!” Nikki chuckled as he slapped my arse again while hammering his
cock deep into my slit, “Fuck the slut’s mouth…..fill her fucking throat with
your cock.”
Before I could respond his cock was filling my mouth and throat. The alcohol had
obviously numbed my brain and lubricated my dormant libido because I was in
sexual Heaven as my two young lovers tried to fuck my brains out while tugging
on my hair and spanking my arse.
I’d fanaticised about being in this position many times over the years; sucking
on a big cock while a second one fucked my cunny; but the reality was sssooooo
much better. I couldn’t actually move as Nikki pummeled my vagina with his hard
cock while I hung my jaw open for Jamie to fuck my face and throat for all his
worth as my large tits bounced and shook beneath me.
After being at every ones’ beck and call for all of my adult life – wife,
mother, manager and confidante I was now laid absolutely bare as the two young
men simply used me as their sexual plaything…and it was a wonderful feeling.
For a woman that has worked very hard to gain the respect of my family and peers
I was reveling in being called dirty names as Nik fucked me and slapped my
reddening arse cheeks – “cumslut, fuck-bucket, cocksucker, slack-cunt and
old-spunker.”
I soon lost track of time as I concentrated on staying upright; but they must
have lasted nearly 9 or 10 minutes until Jamie gasped; “I’m nearly there….I’m
cumming again!”
“Let’s spray the slack cunt’s fucking face!” Nikki grunted as he unceremoniously
pulled his cock out of my pussy and pushed me onto my back.
The next I knew was that they were both kneeling over me wanking on their rock
hard cocks and Nikki was telling me to “open my fucking cumslut mouth.”
I lay motionless with my mouth open as wide as possible until Jamie orgasmed and
his spunk splashed across my face quickly followed by Nikki’s. Both boys were
giggling as they squeezed the last drops into my mouth.
“Stay like that!” Nik told me as he leant over to pick up the camera.
“Put your tongue out.” He commanded me as he took more dirty photos. “Now you
can swallow it.” He sniggered after a minute or so as their spunk felt like a
warm runny oyster sliding down my throat.
The boys soon admired their handy-work on the computer and began uploading some
of the photos to the websites that Nikki had previously posted my stockings
pictures on as I drifted in and out of a drunken sleep on the soft rug.
Eventually I achingly staggered to my feet and made my way to the bathroom
leaving them to their own devices on the computer.
I should have been disgusted with myself when I saw my spunk covered reflection
in the mirror but it would have took the juice from 10 lemons to wipe the smile
off my middle-aged face.
After cleaning myself up I staggered to bed leaving Nikki and Jamie to their own
devices.
The next thing I remember from that night was being awoken from a deep sleep by
some loud grunts, groans and squeals from the adjoining bedroom as Nikki noisily
buggered his young white lover at about 6 o’clock in the morning in my eldest
daughter’s bed. I fell asleep again and woke at 9.30.
The boys were already sitting in the kitchen when I made my appearance. James
who was only wearing his jeans; avoided eye contact and looked embarrassed when
I said, “Good morning.”
Nikki on the other hand was as arrogant and cocky as ever as he sat at the table
wearing only his underpants.
“How is Miss Melons this morning?” He grinned as I took a cigarette out of the
packet, “Did you enjoy yourself last night?”
I shrugged my shoulders and lit the cigarette. I had enjoyed everything we’d
done especially being photographed at the same time and he knew it; but I wasn’t
sure if I could or should admit to how much I’d enjoyed myself.
“You’ll piss yourself when you see some of the comments on the message boards!”
“I’ll have my breakfast first if you don’t mind.” I coughed as I dragged on the
cigarette.
The boys fidgeted impatiently as I ate some toast and drank my coffee.
Eventually Nik couldn’t wait any longer and he coaxed me into looking at the
pictures on the internet by tugging my sleeve making my gown fall off my
shoulder and exposing one of my boobs.
Still with my big boob hanging out; the three of us scurried into the living
room and opened up my page on the first website. I was dumbfounded as Nik
scrolled down the photos that he had posted. The first few were of me showing my
knickers and stockings then the next lot were of me masturbating with my sex
toy. I’d been so drunk and horny I hadn’t realised how ‘intimate’ the pictures
were going to be. Nik had got very very close with the camera and you could see
every follicle of my pubic hairs and the toy actually glistened as it slid in
and out of my pussy. In the last couple of pictures my clitty was clearly poking
out of its hood as I frantically rubbed it!
The atmosphere crackled like Greek electricity as Nik and James flicked between
posts reading out loud the comments men had been leaving about me. Without
realising it my robe was now hanging loose and Nikki started stroking the back
of my legs until his fingers were between my bum cheeks and teasing my labia
apart. Even with my stinking hangover the dirty pictures on the computer were
turning me on as much as the previous night when they had been taken.
Subconsciously I spread my feet for easier access. As his finger tip slid inside
I looked down and wasn’t surprised to see that both guys were sporting huge
hard-ons…..again. They were now looking at the pictures of me sucking their
cocks and them cumming on my tits and face. The comments were absolutely
disgusting…..but that just made me even hornier. My right hand was soon stroking
James’ cock through his jeans and I pressed my tits against Nikki’s face for him
to lick and suckle. I wasn’t disappointed. Between typing replies and reviewing
the photos on the post he fingered my cunny as he licked and sucked my nipples
at the same time as I fondled James stiffy.
It didn’t take long for Nik to pull his pants down and invite me to suck his
cock. I couldn’t resist. In seconds I was on my knees and his fat cock was
filling my mouth again as James pulled my gown off as he knelt beside me
squeezing my tender tits. Nikki kept reading the comments out to us as I licked
and sucked his magnificent brown cock. I didn’t leave James out as I gently
wanked his cock at the same time.
After 5 or 6 minutes Nikki told me to sit on his cock. The guy was insatiable!
He’d cum on me twice between 2 and 3 am then had fucked his boyfriend at about 6
am; now he was as randy as ever at 11 o’clock.
Without a care in the world I straddled him facing the screen; on the computer
chair. His cock felt even bigger than last night as it glided up my soaking
cunny. I love getting fucked from behind but this was the first time I’d ever
done it sitting down…..the feeling was breath-taking as it completely filled my
cavity. Nikki still controlled the mouse – flicking from post to post as I
bounced up and down on his wonderful cock while I tugged on the skinheads
stiffy. It felt incredibly depraved as we carried on in this manner for over 15
minutes while looking at my pornographic images on the computer screen.
“Turn around.” Nikki grunted as I ground myself onto his big fat cock.
I slowly peeled my cunny off his dark meat then turned to face him, waiting for
his instructions.
“Sit on it and fuck me.” He cheekily grinned. “Make me cum inside your dirty
cunt.” I was only too happy to oblige.
His cock felt utterly amazing as I impaled myself on it for a second time. I
squashed my big titties against his face and fucked and bucked until we both
came at the same time; me with a screaming orgasm. My cunny felt stretched
beyond belief and his cum was running out as I slowly ground myself against his
pelvis like the actresses on the internet.
As I rested against him he whispered in my ear, “What about him? You’re not
going to leave him out are you?”
“Mmmmmm…I guess not.” I had no intention of letting a second hard cock go
without and turned to see James standing beside us with his cock sticking in the
air.
“Have you ever had it up your bum before?” Nik whispered as I climbed off him.
I shuddered and shook my head.
“Let’s put that right then.” Nikki grinned and pointed at my sofa. “Get on your
knees on there.”
My brain felt like cotton wool and I couldn’t think straight for a few moments.
I’d seen plenty of pictures and videos of women doing anal on the internet over
the last couple of weeks and had genuinely wondered what it felt like…but to
actually do it, left me cold.
I meekly obliged and positioned myself on the sofa facing away from them, legs
apart and cunt dripping with spunk.
Without a word both boys began caressing my legs, arse and sopping cunny. Each
scooping Nikki’s cum out and smearing it across my arsehole and occasionally
poking a finger inside which made me squirm. It felt deliciously uncomfortable
as their fingers took it in turns to poke my bum and I was soon rolling my hips
to try and tempt them deeper inside.
“I think she’s ready.” Nikki chuckled as I began squeezing my tits and flicking
my clitty.
“Oh God,” I sighed as I pressed my face against a cushion and rested my shoulder
on the back of my leather sofa.
The young skinhead pushed one hand underneath me and firmly gripped my tummy
then he nudged his bell-end against my arse hole. My whole body stiffened as his
knob pressed against the taught opening.
Nikki sat beside me and began stroking my hair. “Just relax babes,” he
whispered, “it’ll sting at first…but that’s the fun part, then it’ll get
easier.”
“Uuuggghhhh.” Jamie grunted as he struggled to ease my anus open.
“Just relax.” Nikki kept whispering as he continued stroking my hair then
squeezing my tits.
Jamie’s cockhead was just beginning to stretch my bum hole when Nikki grabbed my
shoulders and hissed, “Just fucking do it!”
With that Jamie pushed forwards forcing his cock deep into my arse.
“AaaaaaAAAGGGGHHHHHH you bbbbaaassstttaarrrdds!” I screamed through clenched
teeth as my arse felt like it was being ripped in two.
The lad immediately pulled back leaving my stretched cavity suddenly feeling
very empty; then WHOOSH he plunged his cock back inside opening up even more of
my bowels. The pain was so sharp I had to bite the cushion and I could feel
tears running down my cheeks but…but… the adrenalin rush was making my head spin
and it felt bloody marvelous. The harder he fucked my bum the better it felt. It
really was painful at first but it was a mouth-watering pain and I very quickly
acclimatised to it. So much so I began fumbling with Nikki’s long soft cock
until it began to swell in my hand and I was soon sucking it at the same time
that his friend was buggering me.
“That’s good isn’t it?” Nikki asked as I filled my mouth with his brown cock, “I
knew you were a slut the first day I set eyes on you and would like cocks up
your arse.”
I nodded my head and carried on sucking his yummy cock as Jamie grunted and
groaned behind me.
It took him a few minutes to cum again but when he did Jamie’s cock was like a
fucking piston banging in and out of my arse until he filled it with a load of
lovely spunk.
My legs were shaking as his cock slid out a lot easier than it had gone in. My
arsehole was stinging and sore and my bowels felt bruised and battered; but the
last time I’d felt this happy and sexually satisfied was probably on my
honeymoon!
After regaining my breath Nikki told me to make them a coffee. I dutifully
obliged; walking to the kitchen naked with their spunk still running out of my
cunt and arse and down my thighs. I made no attempt to cover my body as I
wandered around the open plan kitchen not caring a jot if any of my neighbours
could see me.
The past couple of years have been a whirlwind of wild sexual shenanigans – I’ve
had numerous threesomes with both men and women; several girly encounters and
I’ve lost count of the number of cocks I’ve sucked and fucked.
My job has been wonderful – Nikki and I agreed to keep our work and
sexual/social life separate and secret. I am now a regular on the local club
scene and can be found 3 or 4 nights a week in a funky pub or club usually with
at least one young man (or woman) on my arm. I now have my own website that
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