Mass

Guess what I was thinking about in church last Sunday.

The fat latex inside my cunt

I finally managed to wave goodbye to Ted after he realised that even his spectacular ability to cum over and over again had ended. Between Chloe and me we’d lost count of the number of times he’d ejaculated inside us or over us and he went home a completely spent force.

I left the teenager taking a bath and preparing her overnight bag to stay with the boy from the post-room for the Easter weekend, and I made my way to Victoria. It was a warm day and I was wearing a simple summer dress and high heeled sandals. I haven’t been to Brighton for ages and as soon as the train pulled away from the platform my cunt started to tingle in anticipation of the girlie sex I’d be enjoying. By the time the train passed through Gatwick I couldn’t take it anymore and I had to visit the toilet for a little relief.

When I got to Alice’s house she opened the door wearing a tee-shirt, cut-off jeans and flip-flops. She looked every bit as good enough to eat in all her elfin beauty. Alice invited me inside and pressed me against the wall in the hallway before I really knew what was happening. Her tongue was in my mouth and her hand was up my skirt and into my white cotton knickers in an instant. I stood with my legs apart and felt her fingers slide into my soaking wet cunt as her thumb caressed my clit and she made me cum within seconds. She pulled my simple cotton panties down and I stepped out of them. She left them on the floor of the hallway and led me upstairs to her bedroom.

All afternoon we shared teasing caresses. Her lips kissed my nipples, my stomach and each of my five blue stars before I felt her mouth meet my cunt. My drenched pussy and her saliva combined to create a transparent string of sticky moisture that connected my sex to her mouth that was unbroken for hours. As she lay over me with her legs either side of my face, my tongue was buried between her thighs running the length of her cunt to her tight little arse-hole. I buggered her with my fingers as she pushed a vibrator into my pussy. It all was a bit of a blur, but it was fucking brilliant.

Eventually we got up for something to eat. We sat in the kitchen eating pasta and drinking a glass of wine when Alice told me that Lora was being a bit of a nightmare moody bitch. Apparently she had decided to go home for Easter and Charlie wasn’t invited. I was surprised because at work she was still the same. We agreed that it was probably completely down to her hormones.

I didn’t really think much more about it until we went back to bed. Alice has grown a collection of sex toys that is without peer and we were scissoring with a double headed dildo that is thicker than any cock that has ever been inside me. Feeling the fat latex inside my cunt as my clit rubbed against hers I came close to passing out when I orgasmed. I was lying across her bed and when I came to I was surprised to see Charlotte standing in the doorway. She had picked up my white knickers from where they had been left in the hall, and she was holding them under her nose. The scent of my pussy was clinging to the cotton.

I beckoned to her, inviting her into Alice’s bedroom, and she unbuttoned her jeans to join us.

Naked sticky pussy

In all of my experience of men, I have known very few who aren’t very keen on fucking me when they wake up and don’t have to go to work. There’s nothing I like more than feeling a nice hard dick pressed eagerly against my big fat arse when I end my slumbers.

The problem I had on the morning after my unexpected but heartfelt declaration of love for Ted was that it was Good Friday. And being a good Catholic girl I know that it’s a sin to have meat on the day that Our Lord was crucified. For me, I had decided that means no cock.

I was barely awake when he rolled me unto my front and forced my thighs apart with his strong hands and before I really knew what was happening the bastard was inside my cunt again. So there’s no doubt that I am going to Hell.

In my defence I am going to argue that until I got out of bed then technically it was still Thursday night, so I stayed there and made him fetch me endless mugs of tea and make me breakfast between frequent fucks until my bladder was bursting. He suggested that he could carry me to the bathroom and then piss over him and my feet wouldn’t need to touch the floor, but I found that bending the rules a little too far. It was then that we heard Chloe’s key in the front door as she returned from her night with “Sugar” and I offered the Irishman the opportunity to fuck the teenager as I prayed for absolution. When Chloe appeared in the doorway I was out of the bed and on my way to the bathroom, I asked her, “Have you already been fucked you this morning? Because Ted is still very horny!” She was uncommonly coy in replying that maybe she had. Then as I looked behind me as I left the room I saw Ted had taken her hand and was pulling her onto the bed with his free hand moving up inside her short skirt to feel her naked and sticky pussy.

I went to the toilet and listen to her squeal with delight as the Irishman entered her without any foreplay. Then I took a shower.

I couldn't breathe

“Are you mine, Jayne?”

“Yes. Yes I am”.

He pushed his dick into me, as far as it could go. My cunt was full of cock and he made me gasp. “I’m your girl, whenever you want to fuck me, I am totally yours”.

“So are you my girlfriend? Are we in a relationship?”

“Yes Ted. I suppose we are”.

I felt his cock swell inside my cunt as he fucked me. “But you know that I fuck other guys. You know that I fuck other girls. Are you asking me to stop doing that? Because you said that you want Declan to come over from Ireland so you can share me. You want to watch him to fuck me. And you want him to fuck Chloe, you want to fuck her too. I love you to watch me when I have another guy’s cock inside me. I love to have you inside me. I will always be yours, because I love you so much”.

As soon as the words left my mouth I felt his cock throbbing against my cervix. His spunk pumped heavily against my womb as he grunted loudly and held me so tightly that I couldn’t breathe. It was wonderful.

Anissa Kate & The Grand National

 

This is a photo of a pornstar called Anissa Kate. 

She is someone that features quite a lot in the Irishman’s collection of smut. I can see why. She’s gorgeous and she has that Mediterranean sauciness that I wish I had. You can tell from the shape of her mouth that she speaks French, and I have never got past the school-girl assumption I developed as an exchange student that the French nation is full of people who are queuing up to teach me all sorts of amazing sexy secrets. 

It’s utterly irrational of course, to say nothing about being a gross cliché (did you see what I did there), but I blame the very cute boy called Benoit who was the first guy to put his fingers up my cunt and arse at the same time when he had his hand in my cotton knickers while we were kissing passionately on a bench outside the school disco in Poitiers when I was fourteen.

Anyway, at the end of last week Ted emailed me a movie of Mademoiselle Kate getting fucked at a motorway service station. The movie showed her fucking some guy by the picnic tables as a group of his friends stood around and watched. Other men walked past, lorry-drivers honked their horns and the movie ended with the obligatory ejaculation over her very impressive tits.

I watched the movie and fingered my cunt. Then Chloe watched the movie and she fingered her cunt until I batted her fingers away and went down on her. Ted knew that we’d both get off on the movie, because he knows that exhibitionism is quite high on our list of fetishes. 

On Friday evening Alice arrived from Brighton and our girlie night in involved, at one point, our guest sitting in front of my Mac to view the movie as she fingered her cunt.

Much as I would love to do something similar somewhere on the side of the M1, I know that realistically I wouldn’t ever have the balls to do it. But when I feel safe, there’s nothing I enjoy as much as opening my thighs to complete strangers and giving them a private view of my five blue stars. 

The Irishman knows this perfectly well, so on Saturday afternoon he took me and my two friends to a pub in Putney where we all sat together in the beer-garden. It being the afternoon of the Grand National there were masses of people waiting for the race to start, the weather wasn’t exactly barmy, and us three girls were dressed for much warmer weather. 

Very short skirts, bare legs and high-heels always attract the attention of young men, and the pub was full of lads drinking. We had plenty of appreciative glances and we milked it, establishing eye contact and then carefully uncrossing and recrossing our legs slowly enough to let the guys get a good glimpse of our naked cunts.

Ted was fully aware of our exhibitionism. He subtly watched our audience and if any guy looked like he fancied his chances and was prepared to move in on any of us, then he would behave all Alpha-male with his harem.

Just before the race we moved inside the pub to watch it on the telly. I stood beside the Irishman and Alice stood on his other side, Chloe stood in front of him in the crowd. 

 I felt his hand on the hem of my skirt and he pulled it upwards. Ted was presenting my naked arse to anybody who was standing behind us. 

It was then that I felt a stranger’s hand slip between my naked thighs and into my exhibitionist whore's wet cunt. He fingered me until his horse won the race.

Into my stomach

As I was kneeling in front of his chair in the office Paul grabbed a handful of my hair. My boss had his cock deep down my throat when he ejaculated. I felt his dick throb repeatedly in my gullet as he pumped spunk into my stomach. I have often deep throated guys, but I have never had a man cum so deep inside my mouth. It was fucking brilliant.