Mavis suggestion that I came down and pay her some respect was certainly valid. I arrived around 1130, undressed in the garage and entered her home nude as I usually do. First she examined my still bruised pussy. We talked about the abuse the girls gave me. She related several events that amused her including the step-sister thing and the younger one sneaking in and exploring my cunt until she was banned from the basement. Her age didn’t bother Mavis in the least. She commented how much she wished she still had the physical strength and flexibility to hoist me up but as long as she has good friends to do her bidding she is content with watching me suffer. She thought some of the new girls were interesting. I told her that you two were contemplating another session in the future; she smiled that her place is always available.
We went into the kitchen and I fixed us chicken salad sandwiches and iced tea. We talked about my upcoming weekend with Jas and Susan. She said I’d need all my strength for that one and consequently she would not touch me today but that didn’t preclude me from doing her. I came over and kissed her and told her doing her is an honor. We moved down the hall to her bedroom and I undressed her and let her lie on the bed. I paid respect to her body, I didn’t rush things; I nibbled, kissed and stroked her face, hair, neck, and tummy went back to her breasts and sucked and fondled them and moved to her mons and stroked her pussy. I used my mouth and tongue until she was moaning, “Oh child, that feels so good.” That made me happy and I lingered and sucked. I used a toy and some lube on her, fucking her pussy slowly until she came. It wasn’t an explosion but it was satisfying to her.
I begged for her ass and she obliged me by rolling over and letting me massage her buttocks and expose her hole which I kissed and licked. She told me to get my tongue well scented and I flicked and pressed inside her rose as much as I could. She lay there and enjoyed the sensations until she told me she was satisfied.
She told me lets go visit the “scene of the crime”, meaning the basement. She stated that time alone down there would give me time to properly reflect on my performance Sunday and contemplate my outright naughtiness. Somehow that appealed to me. She grabbed a robe; we went down and turned on the heaters. I placed my hands behind my back and she handcuffed me. I crawled in the cage and she locked me in. She missed having me in this cage and hoped that as spring and summer came and days got warmer and longer, that I’d find my way here more often as I did two summers ago. She also told me I’d better be respectful of Jas and she will call Susan and Jas before the weekend.
She said it was almost 1:00 and three hours should be enough to make me think. She parted the robe and pissed on me. I thanked her; she went upstairs and shut the basement door. I lay back and went through every minute of Sunday, not that I haven’t done that a million times but being back in the basement helped me to visualize my sins. I played every moment, every word I could remember through my head. Then I shifted to Jas and Susan and the upcoming weekend. I knew some things would be similar to Sunday and some things more akin to the Jas of old times. I played through my fear her. I recalled her behavior from the initial greeting and the flyswatter incident to the out of control weekend at the farmhouse that ended in near disaster 18 months ago. Then I thought how my owners view me and how my inner darkness has oozed out to form the new me. Its odd but reflecting on the past helps shape the future. Sometime during this I peed in the cage but it didn’t matter.
She came back and pissed on me. She said its 3:45 and she’d let me out and take the cuffs off. She went upstairs and I cleaned up the cage then went to the laundry sink and washed myself off. When I went upstairs she told me she’d talked to Susan on the phone briefly and gave her some words of wisdom about me. She didn’t tell me what and I didn’t press her. I thanked her for her concern and interest in me. She told me she wanted a full report on my upcoming weekend and I promised her that. After kissing her goodbye I scooted out to the garage and dressed.
On the way home I stopped at a hardware store and bought the chains and padlocks. I had the store cut the chain into four equal sections and bought four padlocks. I also bought four double ended snap clips. The guy looked at me like I was nuts and asked why I wanted the chain cut. I told him I’m just following orders and otherwise ignored him. I put everything in a cubby hole in the rear of my station wagon. I got home about 530.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Feb 20, 2011: Party in Mavis Basement
Sunday I drove over to help Mavis who wasn’t feeling well.. I arrived around 1215 and since her garage door was closed, I parked in the street. I was walking toward the gate so I could do my usual thing of stripping in the garage. However, she opened the front door and waved me in. I asked what I could do to help her today. She said lets start in the kitchen and beckoned me to follow. I did a double take; Katrina and Joan were standing against the back wall grinning. I noticed a case of beer on the table, two 3-liter boxes of wine, a half gallon of vodka and a deli tray stacked high with sandwiches plus munchies. I was surprised and asked what’s up.
Katrina said we’re going to have a party. I looked at her funny and she poured me a shot of vodka and told me to drink it. I asked what the party was for and that I thought Mavis wasn’t feeling well. Joan chirped up and said her aunt would feel a lot better soon. She poured me another shot of vodka and asked if I knew what I’m here for. I said to help Mavis. Katrina said partially true but there’s a different reason; in conversation with Jody they’d discussed something special. That confused me.
Katrina told me to undress completely. After I did she pushed another shot of vodka in my hand and told me to down it. I did but asked what is going on? All I got in return was giggling. She told me to follow her to the basement. Dummy me; I thought I’m going to get caged for a while. We went down. I noticed all the lights were on and two space heaters were warming the basement. On a table I saw bunches of toys, floggers, a spreader bar, a set of suspension cuffs, regular leather cuffs, handcuffs ropes, clamps and dildos. To my right several long chains hung from an overhead beam. I thought okay, chains are a new addition. Katrina told me to finish my drink. She positioned me under the chains, had me hold my arms out in front of me and she put the suspension cuffs on my wrists. Joan lifted my hands up to the chains, connected them with clasps and pulled the chain taunt. Joan got the spreader bar, attached the regular leather cuffs to the ends, kicked my legs apart about 3-4 feet and cuffed my ankles to the spreader. They raised the chain until just the balls of my feet were on the ground. I looked like an upside down Y.
Only then did Katrina tell me about the commitment between herself and Jody that I was to restrained someplace with my hands chained above my head and some girls invited over to spank the shit out of my cunt because I needed “cleansing” plus, a good piss bath and a few other things wouldn’t hurt me either. Now I was concerned and asked who’s coming. Three or four girls were invited and encouraged to bring their friends. I asked again, “who?” She didn’t answer me but nodded to Joan who blindfolded and gagged me with a ball gag. She palmed my cunt, laughed that I was wet and said it’ll be a few minutes before they get here so I had time to think. They went upstairs and left me hanging.
And think I did. I tried to recall recent conversations and remembered Jody mentioning some things involving several girls. Things began to add up. By now I was drooling all over my chin and felt it dripping down on my tits. Every time I moved the chains would rattle and that’s freaky. Mostly, I waited and wondered who was coming and when.
I could hear Katrina, Joan and Mavis talking and laughing upstairs but soon the door bell rang and I heard lots of voices. It sounded like everybody was in the kitchen; then it seemed like more people came in because there was a ton of noise. By now drool was streaking well down my tits and tummy.
In what seemed like an eternity but was probably minutes I heard the basement door open and people coming down, laughing and cutting up. I heard bunches of black girl voices and felt people pinching me, fondling my cunt, pulling my hair and playing with my tits. A girl asked if I knew who this was; I shook my head no. Some one stood in front of me, grabbed my tits and twisted them back and forth. Some one spit in my face. I felt hands squeezing my cunt, pulling my labia apart, raking fingernails across my tummy and butt. Somebody slapped my cunt several times. Another girl said she could do it harder and believe me she did; not once but multiple times. I was shrieking into the gag. Fingers went into my cunt on several occasions and someone fingered my ass.. I yelled. At couple of times I could hear Mavis distinct cackling laugh. One girl lubed my ass and shoved fingers in me while another spread my labia and slapped my cunt with something. I peed uncontrollably all over the floor. I must have peed on one girl because she yelled “bitch” and smacked the shit out of my cunt and tits. I felt some gitl pissing on my cunt and legs. This went on in one form or another for god only knows how long.
Katrina told them to give me a break for a few minutes. She took the ball gag out of my mouth and a glob of drool slid out of my mouth and poured down my front. My jaws were sore. Otherwise I was still tied and chained as I was. When I could form words I told her my shoulders hurt so she massaged them. She told me we’d been going on for an hour and there were many hours of fun left and some of the main girls hadn’t arrived. She pressed a cup of wine to my lips and slowly tilted it down me. I asked for blindfold to be removed but she said no
Through all this I heard girls going up and down the stairs. I don’t know if people were leaving, coming or going upstairs to get refreshments. I had the feeling there were maybe 6, 8, 10 girls but that was simply a meaningless guess.
I know more girls arrived because I heard somebody say come join the party. I heard girls introducing themselves and then I hear Mavis squealing “oh sweetheart I’m so glad you came.” Somebody whispered in my ear and I recognized Whitney's voice. She raked her nails down my underarms, thru my arm pits and down my sides which sent me shivering. I told her I loved her but she responded that what I was in love with was pussy and humiliation. She leaned into me and raked her nails up and down my inner thighs then started fingering me. She asked me in a loud voice if I liked that. Girls started laughing. She kept on fingering me, bunches of laughter echoing, and I gave in and came. Girls laughed and mocked me. Some girl slid a dildo in me and fucked me.
There was constant laughter and trash talking. Music started playing. It sounded like girls were dancing. A girl or perhaps several, I don’t know, danced against my body and kept bumping me with their butts. The smell of liquor and beer was everywhere so I figured all the goodies in the kitchen had been moved down here. One girl rubbed what turned out to be a sandwich in my cunt and stuck it in my mouth.
I heard some girl yell “let’s fuck whitey!” Somebody shoved a ring gag into my mouth. They uncuffed the spreader bar from my ankles and a bunch of girls lifted my feet off the floor and pulled my legs apart until they were in a wide V; my cunt was now wide open and completely vulnerable. I was literally hanging by my hands. Girls were all over my cunt beating it, putting clothes pins on my labia, flicking them, talking back and forth faster than I could comprehend. I was screaming through the gag and drooling like crazy. They put the other set of suspension cuffs on my ankles and I heard chains rattling and clanking, but multiple sets of hands were still holding my legs apart. They removed their hands and my legs were suspended in the wide V. Some of them held my body while they lowered the chains holding my wrist cuffs until my face was about to their waist level. They pulled my hair back and my face was right at somebody’s cunt.
The smacks on my cunt became relentless and much harder; some were with open hands, some with what felt like floggers or paddles and I know someone was using a crop. I constantly groaned and yelled. Somebody started fucking me. Again I got pissed on a couple of times. How long this tormenting went on, I have no idea. Apparently Katrina was upstairs because I heard footsteps on the stairs and she yelled to knock it off. I heard her telling them some things and somebody slid a table under my ass for support and that took a lot of pressure off my hands and arms. When she was satisfied the position was right she told them to start fucking me again. They did. My labia were pulled and pinned until I thought I’d pass out. Somebody beat my cunt hard with a belt or strap and I pissed again. Once again I must have pissed on some girl because I got my face slapped.
This would go on and pause, start again and so forth. There was one point where this hand kept slapping my cunt. I heard Katrina ask who she was and how old she was. I don’t know what she said but Tisha yelled who belongs to this girl. Somebody responded she was her half sister. Katrina asked how old this person was and I heard “12”. She said get her ass out of here. I’m sketchy on the details but apparently this kid was really getting her jolly’s spanking my cunt.
I begged to get out of the cuffs, gag and blindfold but I couldn’t form understandable words. I kept uttering nonsense sounds and drooling. Finally Tisha removed the gag. I pleaded to her to release me. She agreed but told me there'd be hell to pay and I’d eventually be string up again. I told her I don’t care. They eased my feet to the floor and took those cuffs off, then helped me to a sitting position on the table, removed the chain from those suspension cuffs and took them off. They removed the blindfold.
When my eyes adjusted to the light I went, “Oh fuck!” I counted either 15 or16 girls. I recognized Whitney, Jessie, Jeanne, and Felicia. After a minute or two I picked up on Ayesha, Regina and Nicole. But the rest I’d never laid eyes on. In addition to those 15 or 16, Mavis was sitting like a princess in her old green chair, Katrina and Joan standing by the stairs. I would say most of the girls were in their late teens early twenties. I felt mortified and humiliated seeing them; in fact, I wished I’d never asked for the blindfold to be removed. They, in turn, were laughing, drinking, poking fun at me, joking around, dancing and rapping. Most of the girls were in jeans and tops, a few in shorts, a few half naked. I think a few of them may have had sex with each other.
One girl came over to me, have no idea what her name was at that time, and called me “one serious bitch face”. She got nasty with me, I know she was drunk. She had on red shorts, cork soled mules and a tight orange top with a college name. She was really full bodied, rounded ass and huge tits pressing against the top. She began pushing me, giving me a lot of verbal about being a booty call, a skank and deserved this beat down. She asked Katrina if she had the right to use me. The girl pulled me off the table by my hair and pressed me to the floor. She wrestled herself on top of me, unzipped her shorts and worked her panty clad pussy right over my face and told me to suck her off. Trust me she was strong, street wise and ready. She wiggled out of the shorts and pinned me to the floor. The girls started cheering her on, she shed the panties and stuck her pussy in my face. She was trimmed and had a huge cunt. I started eating her. She never let go of my hair. I made her cumm and she forced my face in her ass. She wanted to know if she could take this bitch (me) home. Katrina pulled aside and they talked.
The music and the drinking were still in full force. The majority of them were standing around insulting me. Another girl got down on me. I was worn to a frazzle but I sucked her off. She was a friend of Jeanne’s. I did Jeanne next. Then Ayesha crawled on me, then Felicia, then some other girl I don’t know and then another girl, kind of chubby, and finally Whitney. While I was doing them, most of the others cheered and hurling nasty comments, some danced and drank but everybody was yelling. I lay in the floor worn to a frazzle.I got pissed on a couple of times until Tisha gave me a break, dragged the cage out of the corner, shoved me inside and locked the door. That’s when I really started getting pissed on. Dear old Mavis led the way with that.
After some time in the cage and getting repeatedly soaked in piss or cups of beer, Jeanne, Whitney and another girl dragged me out of the cage and held me down on the floor. I got pissed on probably by 8 or 10 of them until I was drenched head to foot. Then Whitney pissed in my mouth before she and two others dragged me back over to the chains. A couple of the girls put the suspension cuffs back on my wrists and I was hoisted up by my arms until my feet were off the floor. (Whitney told me later to see me dangling naked glistening in piss was one of the most beautiful sights she’d ever seen.) This brazen girl, who fucked me first and called me “bitch face” who I now had identified as Yvonne, began to whip my cunt with the crop. Several of the girls held my legs apart. A girl got under me and fucked my ass with a dildo while another beat me. I was crying. Tisha told them to stop; it was over. They eased me back down to the floor and took the cuffs off. I collapsed on my side trying to regain my composure. The girl named Yvonne said she was a friend of Felicia’s and she had my number. She told me goodbye. The others did, too. Within 10-15 minutes probably everybody had filed out except Whitney and Jessie.
It was around 5:30. Whitney and Katrina helped me upstairs while Jessie and Joan cleaned downstairs. I showered then took a long sit bath and let Whitney wash me. After I’d dried off I lay in Mavis bed and napped for about an hour. Katrina and I talked for a while. She told me I’d performed beautifully and I definitely made some new friends. Mavis even complimented me.
I thanked everybody and took my leave. I am still so sore and bruised. Beyond that, I’m cleansed.
Katrina said we’re going to have a party. I looked at her funny and she poured me a shot of vodka and told me to drink it. I asked what the party was for and that I thought Mavis wasn’t feeling well. Joan chirped up and said her aunt would feel a lot better soon. She poured me another shot of vodka and asked if I knew what I’m here for. I said to help Mavis. Katrina said partially true but there’s a different reason; in conversation with Jody they’d discussed something special. That confused me.
Katrina told me to undress completely. After I did she pushed another shot of vodka in my hand and told me to down it. I did but asked what is going on? All I got in return was giggling. She told me to follow her to the basement. Dummy me; I thought I’m going to get caged for a while. We went down. I noticed all the lights were on and two space heaters were warming the basement. On a table I saw bunches of toys, floggers, a spreader bar, a set of suspension cuffs, regular leather cuffs, handcuffs ropes, clamps and dildos. To my right several long chains hung from an overhead beam. I thought okay, chains are a new addition. Katrina told me to finish my drink. She positioned me under the chains, had me hold my arms out in front of me and she put the suspension cuffs on my wrists. Joan lifted my hands up to the chains, connected them with clasps and pulled the chain taunt. Joan got the spreader bar, attached the regular leather cuffs to the ends, kicked my legs apart about 3-4 feet and cuffed my ankles to the spreader. They raised the chain until just the balls of my feet were on the ground. I looked like an upside down Y.
Only then did Katrina tell me about the commitment between herself and Jody that I was to restrained someplace with my hands chained above my head and some girls invited over to spank the shit out of my cunt because I needed “cleansing” plus, a good piss bath and a few other things wouldn’t hurt me either. Now I was concerned and asked who’s coming. Three or four girls were invited and encouraged to bring their friends. I asked again, “who?” She didn’t answer me but nodded to Joan who blindfolded and gagged me with a ball gag. She palmed my cunt, laughed that I was wet and said it’ll be a few minutes before they get here so I had time to think. They went upstairs and left me hanging.
And think I did. I tried to recall recent conversations and remembered Jody mentioning some things involving several girls. Things began to add up. By now I was drooling all over my chin and felt it dripping down on my tits. Every time I moved the chains would rattle and that’s freaky. Mostly, I waited and wondered who was coming and when.
I could hear Katrina, Joan and Mavis talking and laughing upstairs but soon the door bell rang and I heard lots of voices. It sounded like everybody was in the kitchen; then it seemed like more people came in because there was a ton of noise. By now drool was streaking well down my tits and tummy.
In what seemed like an eternity but was probably minutes I heard the basement door open and people coming down, laughing and cutting up. I heard bunches of black girl voices and felt people pinching me, fondling my cunt, pulling my hair and playing with my tits. A girl asked if I knew who this was; I shook my head no. Some one stood in front of me, grabbed my tits and twisted them back and forth. Some one spit in my face. I felt hands squeezing my cunt, pulling my labia apart, raking fingernails across my tummy and butt. Somebody slapped my cunt several times. Another girl said she could do it harder and believe me she did; not once but multiple times. I was shrieking into the gag. Fingers went into my cunt on several occasions and someone fingered my ass.. I yelled. At couple of times I could hear Mavis distinct cackling laugh. One girl lubed my ass and shoved fingers in me while another spread my labia and slapped my cunt with something. I peed uncontrollably all over the floor. I must have peed on one girl because she yelled “bitch” and smacked the shit out of my cunt and tits. I felt some gitl pissing on my cunt and legs. This went on in one form or another for god only knows how long.
Katrina told them to give me a break for a few minutes. She took the ball gag out of my mouth and a glob of drool slid out of my mouth and poured down my front. My jaws were sore. Otherwise I was still tied and chained as I was. When I could form words I told her my shoulders hurt so she massaged them. She told me we’d been going on for an hour and there were many hours of fun left and some of the main girls hadn’t arrived. She pressed a cup of wine to my lips and slowly tilted it down me. I asked for blindfold to be removed but she said no
Through all this I heard girls going up and down the stairs. I don’t know if people were leaving, coming or going upstairs to get refreshments. I had the feeling there were maybe 6, 8, 10 girls but that was simply a meaningless guess.
I know more girls arrived because I heard somebody say come join the party. I heard girls introducing themselves and then I hear Mavis squealing “oh sweetheart I’m so glad you came.” Somebody whispered in my ear and I recognized Whitney's voice. She raked her nails down my underarms, thru my arm pits and down my sides which sent me shivering. I told her I loved her but she responded that what I was in love with was pussy and humiliation. She leaned into me and raked her nails up and down my inner thighs then started fingering me. She asked me in a loud voice if I liked that. Girls started laughing. She kept on fingering me, bunches of laughter echoing, and I gave in and came. Girls laughed and mocked me. Some girl slid a dildo in me and fucked me.
There was constant laughter and trash talking. Music started playing. It sounded like girls were dancing. A girl or perhaps several, I don’t know, danced against my body and kept bumping me with their butts. The smell of liquor and beer was everywhere so I figured all the goodies in the kitchen had been moved down here. One girl rubbed what turned out to be a sandwich in my cunt and stuck it in my mouth.
I heard some girl yell “let’s fuck whitey!” Somebody shoved a ring gag into my mouth. They uncuffed the spreader bar from my ankles and a bunch of girls lifted my feet off the floor and pulled my legs apart until they were in a wide V; my cunt was now wide open and completely vulnerable. I was literally hanging by my hands. Girls were all over my cunt beating it, putting clothes pins on my labia, flicking them, talking back and forth faster than I could comprehend. I was screaming through the gag and drooling like crazy. They put the other set of suspension cuffs on my ankles and I heard chains rattling and clanking, but multiple sets of hands were still holding my legs apart. They removed their hands and my legs were suspended in the wide V. Some of them held my body while they lowered the chains holding my wrist cuffs until my face was about to their waist level. They pulled my hair back and my face was right at somebody’s cunt.
The smacks on my cunt became relentless and much harder; some were with open hands, some with what felt like floggers or paddles and I know someone was using a crop. I constantly groaned and yelled. Somebody started fucking me. Again I got pissed on a couple of times. How long this tormenting went on, I have no idea. Apparently Katrina was upstairs because I heard footsteps on the stairs and she yelled to knock it off. I heard her telling them some things and somebody slid a table under my ass for support and that took a lot of pressure off my hands and arms. When she was satisfied the position was right she told them to start fucking me again. They did. My labia were pulled and pinned until I thought I’d pass out. Somebody beat my cunt hard with a belt or strap and I pissed again. Once again I must have pissed on some girl because I got my face slapped.
This would go on and pause, start again and so forth. There was one point where this hand kept slapping my cunt. I heard Katrina ask who she was and how old she was. I don’t know what she said but Tisha yelled who belongs to this girl. Somebody responded she was her half sister. Katrina asked how old this person was and I heard “12”. She said get her ass out of here. I’m sketchy on the details but apparently this kid was really getting her jolly’s spanking my cunt.
I begged to get out of the cuffs, gag and blindfold but I couldn’t form understandable words. I kept uttering nonsense sounds and drooling. Finally Tisha removed the gag. I pleaded to her to release me. She agreed but told me there'd be hell to pay and I’d eventually be string up again. I told her I don’t care. They eased my feet to the floor and took those cuffs off, then helped me to a sitting position on the table, removed the chain from those suspension cuffs and took them off. They removed the blindfold.
When my eyes adjusted to the light I went, “Oh fuck!” I counted either 15 or16 girls. I recognized Whitney, Jessie, Jeanne, and Felicia. After a minute or two I picked up on Ayesha, Regina and Nicole. But the rest I’d never laid eyes on. In addition to those 15 or 16, Mavis was sitting like a princess in her old green chair, Katrina and Joan standing by the stairs. I would say most of the girls were in their late teens early twenties. I felt mortified and humiliated seeing them; in fact, I wished I’d never asked for the blindfold to be removed. They, in turn, were laughing, drinking, poking fun at me, joking around, dancing and rapping. Most of the girls were in jeans and tops, a few in shorts, a few half naked. I think a few of them may have had sex with each other.
One girl came over to me, have no idea what her name was at that time, and called me “one serious bitch face”. She got nasty with me, I know she was drunk. She had on red shorts, cork soled mules and a tight orange top with a college name. She was really full bodied, rounded ass and huge tits pressing against the top. She began pushing me, giving me a lot of verbal about being a booty call, a skank and deserved this beat down. She asked Katrina if she had the right to use me. The girl pulled me off the table by my hair and pressed me to the floor. She wrestled herself on top of me, unzipped her shorts and worked her panty clad pussy right over my face and told me to suck her off. Trust me she was strong, street wise and ready. She wiggled out of the shorts and pinned me to the floor. The girls started cheering her on, she shed the panties and stuck her pussy in my face. She was trimmed and had a huge cunt. I started eating her. She never let go of my hair. I made her cumm and she forced my face in her ass. She wanted to know if she could take this bitch (me) home. Katrina pulled aside and they talked.
The music and the drinking were still in full force. The majority of them were standing around insulting me. Another girl got down on me. I was worn to a frazzle but I sucked her off. She was a friend of Jeanne’s. I did Jeanne next. Then Ayesha crawled on me, then Felicia, then some other girl I don’t know and then another girl, kind of chubby, and finally Whitney. While I was doing them, most of the others cheered and hurling nasty comments, some danced and drank but everybody was yelling. I lay in the floor worn to a frazzle.I got pissed on a couple of times until Tisha gave me a break, dragged the cage out of the corner, shoved me inside and locked the door. That’s when I really started getting pissed on. Dear old Mavis led the way with that.
After some time in the cage and getting repeatedly soaked in piss or cups of beer, Jeanne, Whitney and another girl dragged me out of the cage and held me down on the floor. I got pissed on probably by 8 or 10 of them until I was drenched head to foot. Then Whitney pissed in my mouth before she and two others dragged me back over to the chains. A couple of the girls put the suspension cuffs back on my wrists and I was hoisted up by my arms until my feet were off the floor. (Whitney told me later to see me dangling naked glistening in piss was one of the most beautiful sights she’d ever seen.) This brazen girl, who fucked me first and called me “bitch face” who I now had identified as Yvonne, began to whip my cunt with the crop. Several of the girls held my legs apart. A girl got under me and fucked my ass with a dildo while another beat me. I was crying. Tisha told them to stop; it was over. They eased me back down to the floor and took the cuffs off. I collapsed on my side trying to regain my composure. The girl named Yvonne said she was a friend of Felicia’s and she had my number. She told me goodbye. The others did, too. Within 10-15 minutes probably everybody had filed out except Whitney and Jessie.
It was around 5:30. Whitney and Katrina helped me upstairs while Jessie and Joan cleaned downstairs. I showered then took a long sit bath and let Whitney wash me. After I’d dried off I lay in Mavis bed and napped for about an hour. Katrina and I talked for a while. She told me I’d performed beautifully and I definitely made some new friends. Mavis even complimented me.
I thanked everybody and took my leave. I am still so sore and bruised. Beyond that, I’m cleansed.
Feb 19, 2011: Alanna
I got to Alanna’s around 1245. After a very emotional and somewhat tearful greeting, we sat on the front porch in an unusually warm February day and sipped wine and talked. We covered everything from our high school days to the first time we met each other to what we’d been doing for the past year and my relationships with both of you. It simply felt good to talk and the wine was like having a third companion.
After a couple of hours of conversation we walked across the field to the barn where she still has her horses and boards 2 more for other people. Again we reminisced about some of the crazy times we’d experienced in her stables: the summer we contemplated having me live for a few days in a stall; the time she and some others tied me in a stall and left me for hours: the whippings she’d given me on several occasions; and, the time she and Tisha brought Molly out, dressed me up as a pony girl and gave her my reins.
Wild times for sure.
After some serious touching and embracing in the barn she gave me a choice; Fuck here or in her bedroom. I chose her bedroom because for reasons I am not sure I understand other than I still have romantic inclinations toward Alanna not withstanding her sadistic moods.
We ambled back to the house arm in arm and found our way to her bedroom. We undressed and crawled under the covers. Immediately she was all over me, pinning me to the mattress with her body. We kissed until she hovered over me and pressed her full breasts in front of my face. I took them, sucked and manipulated her until her nipples became sensitive from my sucking and nibbling. She began grinding her cunt on mine. I responded by moving my legs to intertwine with hers and we both started grinding in one of the hottest displays of tribadism I’ve had in ages. We kept on until she came and I was on edge. She then threw my legs back over my head and I held my ankles with my hands; my legs forming a wide “V”. She put her hand between our cunts and then pressed her body weight on me and started grinding again until I’d cumm and she came again.
We kissed for a moment until she reached into her bedside table and pulled out two dildos. I took one; she kept the other. She moved her body around to a 69 position so her cunt and ass were right on my face. I began eating her and she lowered her face into my cunt and tongued me. She slid her dildo into my cunt and told me to do the same. I began fucking her, keeping time with her strokes into me, flicking her clit with my tongue. We rocked on each other, she held back until I was ready then she moaned at me … “now!” we both orgasmed again …lord, it was beautiful.
We lay there recovering until she slipped off me and I shifted my body around to kiss her. We kissed, swapping tongues and each others scent. She slid one hand down to my cunt and rubbed me. I responded by wrapping a hand around her hip and flicking her clit. We both came again and then collapsed. Both of us were shiny with sweat and feeling her body against mine, sensing each others breathing and ebbing was so calming.
She asked me if I’d missed her. I laughed and told her yes. She’d debated between being the good witch or the bad witch, deciding that being the good witch was more appropriate but the next time I came to her I should expect things to be a little bit more intense and demonic.
We got up, dressed and went into the kitchen and fixed a snack. We talked more, mostly about the family, Molly and her crew, and my recent experiences with MW. I agreed to come back and see her in a few weeks when the weather was more predictably warm so she could do some “outdoor activities” with me. I thanked her and left around 6:15.
After a couple of hours of conversation we walked across the field to the barn where she still has her horses and boards 2 more for other people. Again we reminisced about some of the crazy times we’d experienced in her stables: the summer we contemplated having me live for a few days in a stall; the time she and some others tied me in a stall and left me for hours: the whippings she’d given me on several occasions; and, the time she and Tisha brought Molly out, dressed me up as a pony girl and gave her my reins.
Wild times for sure.
After some serious touching and embracing in the barn she gave me a choice; Fuck here or in her bedroom. I chose her bedroom because for reasons I am not sure I understand other than I still have romantic inclinations toward Alanna not withstanding her sadistic moods.
We ambled back to the house arm in arm and found our way to her bedroom. We undressed and crawled under the covers. Immediately she was all over me, pinning me to the mattress with her body. We kissed until she hovered over me and pressed her full breasts in front of my face. I took them, sucked and manipulated her until her nipples became sensitive from my sucking and nibbling. She began grinding her cunt on mine. I responded by moving my legs to intertwine with hers and we both started grinding in one of the hottest displays of tribadism I’ve had in ages. We kept on until she came and I was on edge. She then threw my legs back over my head and I held my ankles with my hands; my legs forming a wide “V”. She put her hand between our cunts and then pressed her body weight on me and started grinding again until I’d cumm and she came again.
We kissed for a moment until she reached into her bedside table and pulled out two dildos. I took one; she kept the other. She moved her body around to a 69 position so her cunt and ass were right on my face. I began eating her and she lowered her face into my cunt and tongued me. She slid her dildo into my cunt and told me to do the same. I began fucking her, keeping time with her strokes into me, flicking her clit with my tongue. We rocked on each other, she held back until I was ready then she moaned at me … “now!” we both orgasmed again …lord, it was beautiful.
We lay there recovering until she slipped off me and I shifted my body around to kiss her. We kissed, swapping tongues and each others scent. She slid one hand down to my cunt and rubbed me. I responded by wrapping a hand around her hip and flicking her clit. We both came again and then collapsed. Both of us were shiny with sweat and feeling her body against mine, sensing each others breathing and ebbing was so calming.
She asked me if I’d missed her. I laughed and told her yes. She’d debated between being the good witch or the bad witch, deciding that being the good witch was more appropriate but the next time I came to her I should expect things to be a little bit more intense and demonic.
We got up, dressed and went into the kitchen and fixed a snack. We talked more, mostly about the family, Molly and her crew, and my recent experiences with MW. I agreed to come back and see her in a few weeks when the weather was more predictably warm so she could do some “outdoor activities” with me. I thanked her and left around 6:15.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Feb 12, 2011: with Family
I went down around 4:00. I found Tonja naked and sitting in a kitchen chair with her hands tied behind the chair. I did a double take; this was the second time in a couple of months that I’ve found her restrained when I arrived. Whitney ordered me to take my clothes off and I immediately complied. Both she and Karen remained clothed in jeans and pullovers. I was a little nervous because nobody really greeted me as they normally have in the past. Whitney came over and we hugged while she called me her fuck bitch and said I had some specific tasks to perform today. I told her that I’d do anything.
Whitney said her original plan was for me to spend some time satisfying her mom but complications arose. She said around noon Tonja had misbehaved and acted like she was the one in charge of planning my visit and had sassed her. I pieced together that there had been some kind of a family discussion. I never got the specifics but as punishment, Whitney and Karen spanked her, took her to the bathroom and gave her an enema which is something Tonja hates. They’d plugged her ass, had her eat both of them and tied her to the kitchen chair about two hours before I arrived. Whitney related part of this and made Tonja tell me parts of it. I could see embarrassment on her face. I sensed that something wasn’t right.
Whitney had me strip both of them and fondle their bodies. She made a big production out of how good it felt and it was too bad that Tonja had chosen to be such a bitch, other wise she’d be getting the same attention. I knelt on the kitchen floor. Whitney called Karen over and had me kiss her pussy then start licking and fingering her. Whitney chided her mom and really rubbed it in, especially when Karen had an orgasm. Then I knee walked over to Whitney and worshipped her pussy. She had me go at her slowly commenting on how great it felt until I’d brought her to the brink and she told me to make her cumm. Once she did, she addressed her mom and asked if she thought she could behave. Tonja had said very little during the time I’d made love to her daughters but now she apologized to Whitney and said she wouldn’t question who was in charge of planning things.
Whitney had me untie her mom and told me to take her up to the bedroom. She had Tonja lie on her back with her legs spread, gave me a vibrator and told me to fuck her mom’s cunt. I crawled between her legs licked her then slid the vibe into her. The sensations rocked Tonja; the plug was still in her butt and I know she was feeling it everywhere. Mostly it was me licking Tonja and using the toy on her until she begged Whitney for permission to cumm. After she came, she thanked Whitney.
Whitney had her mom get off the bed and had me lie down on my back with my legs spread. She and Karen tied my legs spread to the corners of the foot board; my hands were free. Then Whitney directed Tonja to straddle my face with her pussy hovering several inches over my mouth and me staring up at her plugged ass. I could clearly see Tonja’s well beaten butt and could imagine how uncomfortable she’d been sitting on her beaten and plugged ass. Whitney told me to ease the plug out of her mom and I carefully worked it out. Her ass hole was distended by the plug. Both Whitney and Karen inspected her mom’s hole and laughed that as wide open as it was, it was the perfect place for a slut tongue. Whitney told her mom if she promised to behave she’d have the white trash slut (me) give her ass the tonguing of a lifetime. Tonja again apologized. Whitney told me to pull her moms ass down over my face and work my tongue up that canal.
Tonja lowered over me and I easily inserted my tongue up her butt and began flicking. She knelt slightly forward so her breasts swayed free and I massaged and manipulated them while I sucked her ass. Every so often I’d feel either Karen of Whitney smack my cunt. They’d bitch at me, telling me to tongue fuck her shit hole and that I was a pig for black ass. The whole thing got hot; I was quivering. Hearing them describe what I was doing as I did it put me right over the top. I was grabbing Tonja’s tits like they were my lifeline. I made Tonja cumm then kissed her hole. Whitney had her lower fully against my face, her pussy over my mouth and my nose pressing against her asshole. I instantly transitioned to sucking her pussy while the girls beat mine. Tonja came again and a third time. She rolled off me gasping for breath; I knew my face was a gooey mess.
I heard Whitney tell her mom see how much better it is when you do things my way and to kiss her pussy in gratitude. I didn’t see or hear the response because Karen crawled over me assuming the same position and I began sucking her again, my nose pressed into her rose. I had one hand on her small breast, the other arm wrapped around her and my hand rubbing and fingering her pussy until she came.
Whitney mounted my face and had me use my hands to hold her ass cheeks wide apart, suck on her hole and push my tongue in as far as possible. She asked me if I enjoyed it, I blurted out that I did. I heard her tell Karen to take charge of my cunt and the beating start again; it wasn’t hard but effective. Whitney slid back and forth on my face alternating my tongue and mouth between her ass and pussy. I sensed she was rubbing her clit and I reached up to play with her nipples. She came then told Karen to get back up on the bed beside her. I knew she and Karen were kissing. I couldn’t see everything but it was fairly obvious that she and Karen were rubbing each other. Whitney went berserk, came, squirted and probably dribbled piss. She was still on me slowly grinding down on my face as if she was ebbing. Someone touched my clit with the vibe and I felt my sensations start in my toes and shoot up my legs to my cunt and I exploded screaming against Whitney’s ass.
Whitney rolled off and told me my face was a total mess; I knew it but she drove home the point and called me the family fuck face. I gasped out, muttered something that I knew it. I have no idea what I said.
They untied me legs and guided me to the bathroom. Whitney told me to crawl over in the tub and kneel. I knew what was coming. Tonja pissed on me first and before she finished the girls were both pissing on me.
Whitney gave me permission to clean off. She stayed with me and watched me while Tonja and Karen went downstairs. I asked her if things were okay. All she told me was sometimes her mom has problems understanding her role. I asked a couple of questions and the only specifics I got was that Tonja is not happy about having to ask Whitney for permission to date and that last weekend Tonja balked at getting pissed on and Whitney had to show her who was in charge.
I was left to clean up the tub and bathroom, change the sheets on Tonja bed which were well soaked with sex, then joined them downstairs and put the soiled sheets in the washer. By now it was completely dark. Whitney told me to cook supper and I’d find pork chops and some veggies in the fridge. I was alone in the kitchen, fried the chops, stewed cabbage and onions and fixed mashed potatoes.
We ate and I cleaned the kitchen and all that. While I did I heard Whitney say “I told you to go upstairs and get the damn thing.” Tonja raised her voice back. I heard a slap and Whitney say “you’re nothing but an ungrateful, over bloated slut.” I though, oh shit. I froze. Tonja and Whitney disappeared up the stairs. I went into the family room where Karen was and asked what was wrong. Karen shrugged and said its nothing, it was like at lunch when Whitney told mom to fix her a snack and she got mad about it. I went back to the kitchen and finished cleaning.
Shortly Whitney called down for me to come upstairs. She told me to get on all fours and stick my ass back. I saw she was wearing a strappy and I thought she was going to fuck me. Obediently, I did as she asked. But she grabbed Tonja by the arm and flung her down in the floor and told her to eat my ass. Tonja got behind me on all fours and reluctantly licked me. Whitney slapped her moms ass, then got behind her and rammed the strappy into her. At the moment I didn’t know where but I heard Whitney yell at her mom to eat my ass while she fucked hers. Tonja got more diligent at what she was doing. I was nervous; the tone and atmosphere seemed strange. Then Whitney called for Karen. She told Karen to sit on her moms back and pull her hair to keep her mouth on my asshole. Karen mounted her mom like she was a little pony. Tonja really started eating me then.
Whitney fucked Tonja but told her she couldn’t cumm but she damn well better make me cumm. She did. Then Whitney pulled back, removed the strappy and had Tonja eat her. Tonja had this look on her face like … not again. But she did. Karen and I watched until Whitney came. Then she dragged her mom to the bathroom and told her to beg to be pissed on. It took Tonja a while to say the words. Whitney grabbed her hair and pissed right in her face. She threw Tonja in the floor and told her to clean up the fucking bathroom. But to make it difficult, she handcuffed Tonja’s left hand and snapped the other cuff around the plumbing under the sink. Then she walked out and shut the door.
We went downstairs in silence. I asked Whitney was going on. She told me it was none of my business and my job is to come when needed and fuck; was that clear. I said perfectly clear and thank you. She told me to get dressed and go. Reluctantly I did. I thanked them again and asked if there was anything I could do to please let me know. Whitney told me she’ll handle things. I left around 9:30. I’ve tried not to over think the situation but I know things aren’t as they once were within the family.
Whitney said her original plan was for me to spend some time satisfying her mom but complications arose. She said around noon Tonja had misbehaved and acted like she was the one in charge of planning my visit and had sassed her. I pieced together that there had been some kind of a family discussion. I never got the specifics but as punishment, Whitney and Karen spanked her, took her to the bathroom and gave her an enema which is something Tonja hates. They’d plugged her ass, had her eat both of them and tied her to the kitchen chair about two hours before I arrived. Whitney related part of this and made Tonja tell me parts of it. I could see embarrassment on her face. I sensed that something wasn’t right.
Whitney had me strip both of them and fondle their bodies. She made a big production out of how good it felt and it was too bad that Tonja had chosen to be such a bitch, other wise she’d be getting the same attention. I knelt on the kitchen floor. Whitney called Karen over and had me kiss her pussy then start licking and fingering her. Whitney chided her mom and really rubbed it in, especially when Karen had an orgasm. Then I knee walked over to Whitney and worshipped her pussy. She had me go at her slowly commenting on how great it felt until I’d brought her to the brink and she told me to make her cumm. Once she did, she addressed her mom and asked if she thought she could behave. Tonja had said very little during the time I’d made love to her daughters but now she apologized to Whitney and said she wouldn’t question who was in charge of planning things.
Whitney had me untie her mom and told me to take her up to the bedroom. She had Tonja lie on her back with her legs spread, gave me a vibrator and told me to fuck her mom’s cunt. I crawled between her legs licked her then slid the vibe into her. The sensations rocked Tonja; the plug was still in her butt and I know she was feeling it everywhere. Mostly it was me licking Tonja and using the toy on her until she begged Whitney for permission to cumm. After she came, she thanked Whitney.
Whitney had her mom get off the bed and had me lie down on my back with my legs spread. She and Karen tied my legs spread to the corners of the foot board; my hands were free. Then Whitney directed Tonja to straddle my face with her pussy hovering several inches over my mouth and me staring up at her plugged ass. I could clearly see Tonja’s well beaten butt and could imagine how uncomfortable she’d been sitting on her beaten and plugged ass. Whitney told me to ease the plug out of her mom and I carefully worked it out. Her ass hole was distended by the plug. Both Whitney and Karen inspected her mom’s hole and laughed that as wide open as it was, it was the perfect place for a slut tongue. Whitney told her mom if she promised to behave she’d have the white trash slut (me) give her ass the tonguing of a lifetime. Tonja again apologized. Whitney told me to pull her moms ass down over my face and work my tongue up that canal.
Tonja lowered over me and I easily inserted my tongue up her butt and began flicking. She knelt slightly forward so her breasts swayed free and I massaged and manipulated them while I sucked her ass. Every so often I’d feel either Karen of Whitney smack my cunt. They’d bitch at me, telling me to tongue fuck her shit hole and that I was a pig for black ass. The whole thing got hot; I was quivering. Hearing them describe what I was doing as I did it put me right over the top. I was grabbing Tonja’s tits like they were my lifeline. I made Tonja cumm then kissed her hole. Whitney had her lower fully against my face, her pussy over my mouth and my nose pressing against her asshole. I instantly transitioned to sucking her pussy while the girls beat mine. Tonja came again and a third time. She rolled off me gasping for breath; I knew my face was a gooey mess.
I heard Whitney tell her mom see how much better it is when you do things my way and to kiss her pussy in gratitude. I didn’t see or hear the response because Karen crawled over me assuming the same position and I began sucking her again, my nose pressed into her rose. I had one hand on her small breast, the other arm wrapped around her and my hand rubbing and fingering her pussy until she came.
Whitney mounted my face and had me use my hands to hold her ass cheeks wide apart, suck on her hole and push my tongue in as far as possible. She asked me if I enjoyed it, I blurted out that I did. I heard her tell Karen to take charge of my cunt and the beating start again; it wasn’t hard but effective. Whitney slid back and forth on my face alternating my tongue and mouth between her ass and pussy. I sensed she was rubbing her clit and I reached up to play with her nipples. She came then told Karen to get back up on the bed beside her. I knew she and Karen were kissing. I couldn’t see everything but it was fairly obvious that she and Karen were rubbing each other. Whitney went berserk, came, squirted and probably dribbled piss. She was still on me slowly grinding down on my face as if she was ebbing. Someone touched my clit with the vibe and I felt my sensations start in my toes and shoot up my legs to my cunt and I exploded screaming against Whitney’s ass.
Whitney rolled off and told me my face was a total mess; I knew it but she drove home the point and called me the family fuck face. I gasped out, muttered something that I knew it. I have no idea what I said.
They untied me legs and guided me to the bathroom. Whitney told me to crawl over in the tub and kneel. I knew what was coming. Tonja pissed on me first and before she finished the girls were both pissing on me.
Whitney gave me permission to clean off. She stayed with me and watched me while Tonja and Karen went downstairs. I asked her if things were okay. All she told me was sometimes her mom has problems understanding her role. I asked a couple of questions and the only specifics I got was that Tonja is not happy about having to ask Whitney for permission to date and that last weekend Tonja balked at getting pissed on and Whitney had to show her who was in charge.
I was left to clean up the tub and bathroom, change the sheets on Tonja bed which were well soaked with sex, then joined them downstairs and put the soiled sheets in the washer. By now it was completely dark. Whitney told me to cook supper and I’d find pork chops and some veggies in the fridge. I was alone in the kitchen, fried the chops, stewed cabbage and onions and fixed mashed potatoes.
We ate and I cleaned the kitchen and all that. While I did I heard Whitney say “I told you to go upstairs and get the damn thing.” Tonja raised her voice back. I heard a slap and Whitney say “you’re nothing but an ungrateful, over bloated slut.” I though, oh shit. I froze. Tonja and Whitney disappeared up the stairs. I went into the family room where Karen was and asked what was wrong. Karen shrugged and said its nothing, it was like at lunch when Whitney told mom to fix her a snack and she got mad about it. I went back to the kitchen and finished cleaning.
Shortly Whitney called down for me to come upstairs. She told me to get on all fours and stick my ass back. I saw she was wearing a strappy and I thought she was going to fuck me. Obediently, I did as she asked. But she grabbed Tonja by the arm and flung her down in the floor and told her to eat my ass. Tonja got behind me on all fours and reluctantly licked me. Whitney slapped her moms ass, then got behind her and rammed the strappy into her. At the moment I didn’t know where but I heard Whitney yell at her mom to eat my ass while she fucked hers. Tonja got more diligent at what she was doing. I was nervous; the tone and atmosphere seemed strange. Then Whitney called for Karen. She told Karen to sit on her moms back and pull her hair to keep her mouth on my asshole. Karen mounted her mom like she was a little pony. Tonja really started eating me then.
Whitney fucked Tonja but told her she couldn’t cumm but she damn well better make me cumm. She did. Then Whitney pulled back, removed the strappy and had Tonja eat her. Tonja had this look on her face like … not again. But she did. Karen and I watched until Whitney came. Then she dragged her mom to the bathroom and told her to beg to be pissed on. It took Tonja a while to say the words. Whitney grabbed her hair and pissed right in her face. She threw Tonja in the floor and told her to clean up the fucking bathroom. But to make it difficult, she handcuffed Tonja’s left hand and snapped the other cuff around the plumbing under the sink. Then she walked out and shut the door.
We went downstairs in silence. I asked Whitney was going on. She told me it was none of my business and my job is to come when needed and fuck; was that clear. I said perfectly clear and thank you. She told me to get dressed and go. Reluctantly I did. I thanked them again and asked if there was anything I could do to please let me know. Whitney told me she’ll handle things. I left around 9:30. I’ve tried not to over think the situation but I know things aren’t as they once were within the family.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Feb 8 2011: Molly here
Molly’s car was in my drive way when I got home today around 3:30 from doing errands. I though, oh shit. When I came in she was drinking a beer, sitting on the steps to the upstairs; a perfect position to see me when I entered since the steps are across the hall and directly in front of the door from the hall to the kitchen. my eyes saw all of her when I walked in the door from the garage into the kitchen. She stared at me and before I could say anything she told me to undress. I stood there stunned and asked what she was doing here. She said shut up, “undress, slut” again. I put my packages on the counter and stripped nude.
She was sitting on about the 4th step up and told me to come over and suck on her pussy, that I knew full well why she was here. I knelt on the first step, raised her skirt; removed her panties and began licking her pussy. She propped back on her elbows and watched me. I kept working her while she called me a naked old whore, told me how weak and uncontrollable I’d become. She kept directing my tongue, telling me where she wanted to be licked and I kept doing it. She kept throwing out degrading remarks about me being naked and sucking her. It got all over me.
She came, then turned so her butt was pouched back at me and told me to kiss her ass. I did.
After a few minutes, she slid to one side of the steps and told me to walk up to the first landing, sit facing her, spread my legs open and show her my cunt. I did it methodically and spread wide. She told me to finger myself and play with my tits. I said something like … please this is embarrassing. She shrugged and said she knew it but I’d reached the point where I’d do anything and the more embarrassing the better. I kept frigging. She stood on the steps and looked up at me, straight into my cunt while I did. She said I was putting on quite a show. She told me to tell her when I was about to cumm. I nodded and frigged.
When I was about to explode I told her. She told me to tell her how much I wanted to cumm. She had me ram 4 fingers in my slit and pump myself in and out. She told me she’d had the key duplicated and would give them to some of her favorite friends, or maybe just girls I didn’t know. I went nuts, screamed at her something like oh Gawd no… I came and squirted some … an unbelievable orgasm for me.
I sat there gasping for breath. She took a pair of panties out of her jacket pocket, a coral colored pair of her moms and told me I’d wear them tomorrow night when I came over for this fake interview with her and her mom. I couldn’t talk much but I told her I understood. Then she said she had to go, put her panties on and walked out the front door.
I sat here in a daze, wobbled down the stairs and looked at the clock. It was 4:22. I got a bottle of Febreze and cleaned my mess off the carpet on the stairs. Picked up my clothes and came up to my study and wrote to both of you. I’m a wreck; un... fucking…real.
She was sitting on about the 4th step up and told me to come over and suck on her pussy, that I knew full well why she was here. I knelt on the first step, raised her skirt; removed her panties and began licking her pussy. She propped back on her elbows and watched me. I kept working her while she called me a naked old whore, told me how weak and uncontrollable I’d become. She kept directing my tongue, telling me where she wanted to be licked and I kept doing it. She kept throwing out degrading remarks about me being naked and sucking her. It got all over me.
She came, then turned so her butt was pouched back at me and told me to kiss her ass. I did.
After a few minutes, she slid to one side of the steps and told me to walk up to the first landing, sit facing her, spread my legs open and show her my cunt. I did it methodically and spread wide. She told me to finger myself and play with my tits. I said something like … please this is embarrassing. She shrugged and said she knew it but I’d reached the point where I’d do anything and the more embarrassing the better. I kept frigging. She stood on the steps and looked up at me, straight into my cunt while I did. She said I was putting on quite a show. She told me to tell her when I was about to cumm. I nodded and frigged.
When I was about to explode I told her. She told me to tell her how much I wanted to cumm. She had me ram 4 fingers in my slit and pump myself in and out. She told me she’d had the key duplicated and would give them to some of her favorite friends, or maybe just girls I didn’t know. I went nuts, screamed at her something like oh Gawd no… I came and squirted some … an unbelievable orgasm for me.
I sat there gasping for breath. She took a pair of panties out of her jacket pocket, a coral colored pair of her moms and told me I’d wear them tomorrow night when I came over for this fake interview with her and her mom. I couldn’t talk much but I told her I understood. Then she said she had to go, put her panties on and walked out the front door.
I sat here in a daze, wobbled down the stairs and looked at the clock. It was 4:22. I got a bottle of Febreze and cleaned my mess off the carpet on the stairs. Picked up my clothes and came up to my study and wrote to both of you. I’m a wreck; un... fucking…real.
Jan 29-31, 2011: Molly weekend
Friday
I left the house around 3:00 with my bag and drove to a transit car park to meet Molly. Since the weather was fairly warm today, around 55 and sunny, she was specific that I would wear a mini, a sheer blouse, no bra or panties, black hose and heels. She told me to lock my car, take my toy bag and wait for her at the bus shelter.
I arrived around 3:30 and did as she told me. I felt somewhat foolish standing there so conspicuously dressed as a bus pulled in and discharged about a dozen riders. I tried not to absorb the looks I was getting. Embarrassed, I prayed that Molly would hurry up. The wind had also picked up and the air got chilly. My nipples responded and became extremely prominent. Mainly because I was cold, I went back to my car and retrieved a long black button up sweater. Around 4:00 another bus pulled in and let off another flock of passengers. I walked to the far end of the shelter but I felt the stares.
Finally around 4:15 my cell rang. It was her; she told me she was at top of the lot and was watching and asked why I had the sweater on. I responded because I was chilled. She told me to take it off and put it my bag then stand where the busses discharge passengers. Reluctantly I removed the sweater and walked where she wanted me. Another bus came in and I absorbed the wide-eyed looks of about 12-15 passengers as they walked by. I still had my phone cupped to my ear and heard laughter. When the bus had pulled away and there was no one close by she told me to put my hand under my skirt and rub my cunt. I said no. she said yes, do it. Reluctantly, I did. She said we’ll be right there. Molly pulled up and yelled “hey, slut lets go.” Some people heard that. Stephanie and Kayla were in the car also. Stephanie got out of the front seat, told me to get in and she joined Kayla in the back. I jumped in exhaled in relief. She asked me if I enjoyed my wait. She reached over and told me to spread my legs; she wanted to find out if I was wet for her. I was. She gave my pussy a little pinch and giggled. She told me they’d been waiting in her car at the upper end of the car park and watching me get humiliated. I just shook my head.
We drove, my skirt bunched up around my waist, to a fast food joint about a mile away. Molly said we’d all go in and I was to bring my bag. I noticed she had a small velvet bag also. The four of us went inside and Molly herded us to the ladies room and we all crammed into the handicapped stall. She locked the door and went thru my bag until she found the remote butt plug. She had me lube it and insert it in my ass. From her small velvet bag she pulled out a vibrating egg, told me it was her mom’s toy and to stick it in my cunt. She held one remote and gave the other to Kayla. Then she took a pair of her mom’s panties out of her bag and had me put them on. They tested the remotes. I felt my cunt and ass jerk at the sensations and I held onto the stall for support. Then she wiped her hand against my cunt, which was flooded by this time, and smeared my cunt juices across my face. She told me lets go.
We went to the counter and Molly told me to order myself something for my supper tonight. The place was packed, mostly with teens doing their after school snacks and such. I got in line and waited. People stared, examining me closely. My nipples were literally on display beneath the thin fabric. Once I crossed my arms over my breasts but Molly knocked them away. There was no way to run or hide; the girls were hemming me in. When I got to the register I ordered a chicken sandwich. The girls hit the remotes before I paid and I gritted my teeth and held on while the girl behind the counter gave me the dumbest of looks. She, too, was staring at my nipples. Molly quickly told the girl I had these crazy spells and to pay me no attention.
We walked out, them hitting the remotes, tormenting my cunt and ass all the way back to the car. We left, me with my skirt bunched up around my waist, my cunt shielded by her moms panties and them hitting the remotes. Molly said we were going back to the private school they attend where Stephanie had left her car. On the way it was a constant battle of my wits and will against them with the remotes and I was on the brink more than once. Molly chose routes clogged with rush hour traffic simply to make things more humiliating. After about 2-3 miles of this Molly told me to remove my skirt. I begged no. she said I had a choice, remove the skirt or the blouse, and if I didn’t, she’d stop the car and they’d do it for me. I could picture that so I reluctantly took my skirt off. She told me I’m so obvious and desperately willing to do anything she said no matter how humiliating it is. They went full force with the remotes until I came. I felt a wave of shame, humiliation and god knows what sweep across my face. .
Molly drove around aimlessly, buying more time to torment me. She told me to unbutton my blouse. I pleaded but the answer was either I take it off or Stephanie rips it off. I got the message and unbuttoned it. No sooner had I done that than they started hitting the remotes again and had me play with my tits while they buzzed me to oblivion and another orgasm. She asked if I understood how much sexual power she had over me. I told her I did. She told me to thank her for not having me naked in the car; I thanked her for her kindness to which she replied there’s more time for that later. I didn’t say a word.
We dropped Stephanie and Kayla off back at her car. Molly said a few whispered words to them then got back in and we left for Molly's. It was about 6:15 and almost dark. When she hit the button to raise the garage door her moms car was already in the garage, she muttered an “aw shit” and told me to wait in the garage. I crouched beside her car, blouse still open, hose and heels on, her mom’s panties on and well strained with my goo.
A few minutes later Molly reappeared at the door and motioned me to come but take my heels off which I did and placed in my bag along with my skirt. I slipped behind Molly, she whispered that her mom was in the den having a drink and watching the news. We snuck upstairs, me feeling like a thief in the night, and quietly went into Molly’s room. She let me remove the egg and plug. I desperately had to pee and did so. Molly told me to wait and she’d be back shortly. I looked at the clock in her room and saw it was about 7:00. I thought oh fuck and this has only been 4 hours.
I ate my sandwich and drank water from a cup on Molly's bathroom. Otherwise I waited. Around 8:15 Molly returned. She told me to undress completely except for the panties. I did so. She took what I had on plus my skirt and heels from my bag and put all that together. Then she undressed down to her bra and panties and went into the bathroom. I followed her. She told me I’d wanted to taste her all day; get busy. I lowered her panties and started eating her pussy. She asked if I liked what she did to me today and did it make me wet and that I must secretly enjoy having a young girl control and humiliate me. The more she talked the more passionate I became as I ate her to a cumm. She had me play with myself through the panties. I watched her undress and shower, then slip into a pair of tight jeans and a top. She styled her hair and did a little make up.
She told me her mom wasn’t going out tonight but she was. I asked her why. She said its Friday night and that’s a party night. I asked what about me? She laughed that I could stay here and keep her mom company. She told me to pee, that it might be my last chance for a few hours. I did. We went into her walk in closet and she told me to take her moms panties off; she wanted me naked. Once I did, she had me sit in the closet floor. She got handcuffs from my bag, cuffed my wrists behind me and tied my ankles together with a piece of rope. I told her this is insane to which she replied that’s why she loves me but she did not want me being tempted to wander around. I asked when she would be back and she said when she feels like it; that it’s about 9:00 now and I could sit here for a few hours and think about all the nasty, humiliating ways she can use me. By the time she got back I’d probably be horny enough to agree to anything.
She picked up all of my clothes and my purse and stuffed them in a back pack which she put back in her closet. She kissed me and left.
I was nervous as hell. Her closet is probably 5 x 10 with a door at one end. I was sitting against the wall behind the door. The closet door was half open. The light in the closet was off though the lights in the room were on so I could at least see. I resigned myself to remain calm and not freak out which is easier said than done: I had no way to tell time, dared not make any noise to draw attention myself and bring Sherry upstairs. I nestled in as comfortable a position as I could and rested. That worked until I heard what I thought to be footsteps in the upper hallway. I froze, figuring it could only be Sherry. Seconds later she came into Molly's room, muttering to no one in particular about Molly going out and leaving the lights on again. She turned off the bathroom light then the lights in Molly's room. Then she walked out. There is no doubt she was less than 5 feet from the closet door and if she’d come in, I’d have been toast. I breathed again but now the whole room was dark and I couldn’t see squat. I just waited and eventually fell asleep.
I slept; not a deep sleep but dozing off and on. I had no idea when but I woke when Molly came in to the room and turn on the closet light. I looked up at her and went thank god you’re home, what time is it. She said 12:45. Before I could say anything she asked if her mom came in and turned out the lights in her room. I said yes. She told me she purposely left them on b/c she gets bitched at. Then she asked if that gave me a rush and I said yes. She said its good that she can make me wet even when she wasn’t around. I asked her if she had a good time and what did she do? She related her evening, told some girls that I was in her closet tied up and naked. I asked who she told; she said maybe I’d meet some of them later. I groaned.
I asked if she would untie me so I could pee. After I peed, she told me to go downstairs and get her a beer and there was wine in the fridge if I wanted some. I said I can’t go downstairs naked and do that. She asked why not? I said because of your mom and I’m naked. She told me that am the chance I have to take, go do it. So stark naked, I tiptoed downstairs and did what she asked. When I came back with a beer for her and wine for me, she rubbed my cunt to see if that made me wet. And trust me, it had.
She drank her beer, me my wine. She talked about how much fun it was to control me and how I’d do anything just to have her pussy. I undressed her and we fell into bed. I ate her pussy, sucked on her ass and listened to her tell me how shameless I was. We drifted off to sleep with me cuddled against her.
Saturday
I woke about 8:00 and peed. I lay with her for a few minutes, listened closely for her mom just in case I had to hide myself. Around 8:45 I slipped out of bed found my cell in her back pack and sent both of you a quick message. Molly stirred and went to pee. She wanted to go downstairs and check out her mom’s plans for the day. I found my laptop in her back pack but couldn’t connect to the internet since her wifi was password protected so I started writing what had happened thus far. In a few minutes she came up with a cup of coffee and a muffin. She laughed at what I was doing and said … be sure to tell them you’re naked and a slut, laughed, then went downstairs again. I could faintly tell they were talking like it was a normal Saturday morning while I was stark naked and trapped in her bedroom.
About 11:30 Molly came up, said her mom was leaving to go shopping and that would free us up. She called Stephanie, then Kayla and told them to come over.
Molly lay on her bed and told me to eat her. I didn’t need a lot of encouragement and sucked her pussy and told her how much I loved that. When she’d cumm, we both used the bathroom, and then jumped in the shower together. I washed her then dried her off, dried and brushed her hair then did mine. When we’d finished primping, we went to the kitchen and fixed a sandwich and I had a couple of glasses of wine.
I followed her to Sherry’s bedroom. She selected a red garter belt and a pair of red seamed hose. When we added my Lucite heels, my thin black leather collar and short leash, I felt like a left over Christmas ornament. Molly, of course, said I looked like the perfect slut mom. She got the handcuffs and secured my hands behind my back.
I asked her why and she said nonchalantly that Stephanie and some of the girls were on their way over. I asked who, which girls? She ignored that and started taunting me, asking me to tell her how much I wanted her to rub my pussy. She kept on until I was weak, leaning the kitchen counters, legs spread and telling her how good it felt and how much I adored her. She called me a love sick cow but kept teasing me until my cunt was a swamp and I was lewdly moving my hips back and forth trying to gain more friction.
That’s when I heard car doors shutting followed by girlish voices and the doorbell ringing. Molly grabbed my leash and led me to the front door. When she opened it, my face turned beet red. I recognized Stephanie, Kayla, Julie and Cristal barging in but there were two girls I didn’t know. There was more taunting, giggling, commotion, grabbing, pinching, and name calling. My mind was in overload for a moment. Stephanie got in my face and told me I’d reached a new level of slut behavior and how desperate I was for their attention. She asked me if I was getting enough pussy lately. Somewhere in this madness Molly introduced me to the two girls I didn’t know, Marianne and Kristie.
Marianne was an absolute dream. Short hair brunette, an angelic face, totally toned body with the biggest set of tits I’d ever seen … maybe not true but it was my first impression. Kristie was no slouch either; long blonde hair, a low cut purple top, tight jeans and a well filled out body with a touch of the baby fat around her midriff. I couldn't help but admire what I’d call a sophisticated slut look. Neither Kristie nor Marianne were as vocal as the others but they got there share of stares and laughs in at my expense. Molly was quick to point out my oozing cunt and stuck two fingers in me then had me suck them while she called me a greedy old whore. The slut attire I had on drew comments from the girls and Molly explained to Kristie and Marianne that I dress this way all the time. Molly grabbed my leash and tugged me to the kitchen, the rest of the herd following and slapping my ass or pinching my nipples.
In the kitchen they grabbed beers, Stephanie mixed screwdrivers and everybody started getting really raunchy. Molly made me tell the new girls how old I was and when I did they laughed until I wanted to fall through the floor. Stephanie added a few comments about how I loved being humiliated. She batted my tits around like tennis balls snickering at me if that felt good and drilling me with questions until I was saying anything she wanted to hear. I knew she was showing off for the new girls who hadn’t seen me before. But Molly made this whole thing worse by making me tell them what we were doing before they arrived, namely that she was playing with my cunt and I was begging for an orgasm. She told me to beg her all over again to hump her hand and beg for her to humiliate me in front of her friends. I went Gawd no, but I did it so I could have a cumm. Stephanie cackled and said old bitches are so easy. Molly put her hand on my cunt and made me start humping all over again. It was absolutely lewd, me with my legs apart, knees slightly bent, humping and doing heavy breathing and absorbing the stares of their faces. I kept humping until I came. This was totally embarrassing, I admit, but erotic and turned me on at the same time. Stephanie said I was a bigger slut than Linda.
Molly went upstairs and came down with my toy bag. She found the pony tail butt plug and lube. I thought, oh fuck here we go. They bent me over the kitchen counters, lubed me and I’m not sure who actually shoved it in my ass but it became an instant source of laughter and humiliation. Molly uncuffed me so they could shove me to all fours and pull me around by the leash. She led me around, then Stephanie and a couple of the others did as well. I don’t think anybody missed a chance to spank my butt while I was crawling. This madness went all over the lower level of the house including Sherry’s bedroom.
Molly told them I had a cage at my house and for an animal like me that was so perfect. Cristal, I’m fairly sure (everybody was talking at one) suggested we go to Petco and make me buy a cage. They kept hitch hiking on that idea, adding that I should wear the pony tail plug in. everybody was talking at once, and when 6-7 of them are shouting out ideas I cannot keep track of who did what and who said what. It was pandemonium. But in the midst of this barrage of insults I remember thinking what in hell would happen if Sherry suddenly decided to cut her trip to the mall short and come home.
Someway the idea of buying a cage got sidetracked. Molly did have a lucid moment and told all of them to get their drinks, me, my bag and lets go up to her room. All that did was take the madness to the second level of Molly’s house. Cristal, who is 15 now, sat on me and rode “horsy” through the upstairs hallway. Kristie, who I found out is 17, has taken riding lessons for years and has her own horse, turned out to be a terror with a riding crop. As Cristal rode me up and down the hall, she could hit my nipples and cunt in a way that sent me reeling. She lowered her jeans and I sucked her. She had a beautiful fluffy muff. I licked her like I was licking cream out of a saucer. She was tantalizing.
Sherry came home around 3:30 while this debauchery was going on. That stopped things in a hurry and pissed Molly off to no end. I’d only eaten Kristie. Molly told everybody act cool and told them to tie me up and put me in the closet, which Stephanie and Kristie did. Molly went down to talk with her mom who was also pissed because she couldn’t get her car in the garage due to the girl’s cars. I could hear her raging. Why I was tied and put in the closet, I have no clue. Shortly afterwards the girls left. Molly came upstairs to get her cell and whispered to me that she leaving for a while and would be back later.
So for god knows how long, I sat tied up with ropes in the closet. I heard Molly come back sometime later. She and Sherry talk briefly and she came upstairs and untied me. I went to pee and noticed it was about 5:30. Molly went back downstairs and I sat in the closet powered up the laptop and continued writing what happened during the afternoon.
Sherry’s date came by to pick her up around 7:00. Molly came upstairs. Molly was steamed about something to do with Sherry’s date. Apparently they were going out to dinner then come back to the house and watch videos.
I calmed Molly by making soft love to her and giving her all I could to bring her off. We showered and dressed to go out. She dressed me in her mom’s red garter belt, red hose, my black mini, a camisole of her moms and let me wear my black sweater; no bra or panties. She was in a cheerleader style mini, frilly turquoise blouse and black tights. She told me to get my toy bag and said lets go party.
Once in the car she drove to a convenience store. We went in, presumably to buy her some gum but she wanted to use the restroom first. She locked the door behind us, pulled out the small velvet bag and told me to stuff myself. I did a slight sigh but lubed my ass and inserted the vibrating plug, slipped the remote egg in. she took the remotes. Then she pulled out a pair of her moms black panties which I slipped on. Next she handed me a black semi sheer blouse she’d snitched from her mom’s wardrobe. She told me to lose the sweater and camisole; did I really think she’d allow me to enjoy an evening so covered up? I stripped nude from the waist up and slipped it on. It was about a size too small and tight on me. She let me button the bottom 4 buttons. She stuffed my sweater and camisole in her bag. Then she said go buy a case of beer, we need it for the party. I said you cannot be serious. She said we’re not leaving here until I did what she asked. I followed her out into the store dressed like some whore in a tight back mini, the too tight sheer partially unbuttoned blouse, red seamed hose and my Lucite’s. When I took the beer to the counter the clerk asked if I was buying that for myself or someone else. I knew he was stalling so he could get a look at me. I paid. Molly bought a pack of gum. We put the beer in the trunk and drove off.
She called a pizza place and ordered. We drove around for about 10 minutes; she buzzed me from time to time just to keep me on edge. When we pulled into the parking lot of the pizza place she buzzed me with both of them until I was on the brink. I recovered briefly and she told me lets go get her pizza’s. We went in and once again drew lurid looks from the guy behind the counter and a few customers. The pies weren’t ready so we sat at an empty booth and waited. Molly started buzzing me again. This time they had to be on high. The place was noisy so the buzzing noise wasn’t too conspicuous. She’d stop, and then start. I was losing it; she knew it and hit both of them off and on and told me she wouldn’t stop until I had a slutty cumm. I tried to hold back but I simply could not. Right there in front of half the customers I had an orgasm. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough when the order was ready.
I asked her what the beer and pizza was for. She said we’re going to a party over at Julie’s because her parents are out of town. I looked puzzled but didn’t say anything; by now I knew what to expect. Or so I thought. Molly pulled out the handcuffs and cuffed my hands behind me and unbuttons the blouse completely. She pulled it off my shoulders and rubbed my nipples. We drove out of the pizza place parking lot with my tits fully exposed. Not only that but she cruised slowly down one of the main drags in this dinky little town she lives in. me that way and within minutes we arrived a large white frame house in a suburban area. Julie and Kayla came out to meet us.
My legs were like jelly getting out of the car. Julie got my bag and marched me in through the back door. Kayla helped Molly with the beer and pizza. Once inside I quickly discerned the same crew that had been at Molly's in the afternoon: Molly, Stephanie, Kayla, Julie, Cristal, Marianne and Kristie. There was a brief bit of poking fun at me that now they get to finish what they started earlier. Molly made me tell them all about cumming in the pizza parlor. They uncuffed me and I removed the vibrating plug and egg and showed them. I devoured a couple of pieces and drank a beer while they talked.
From there we moved upstairs to Julie’s bedroom. They told me to strip naked, even the hose and heels. After I undressed they tied my hands behind me. They also lubed my ass again and slid the pony tail plug up me. They told me for the next few hours, I was going to take orders from them and do all sorts of slut stuff. I ended up confessing how much I wanted them to use me as their plaything and be controlled by them. My words almost shocked me but as I stood there naked and looking at them, I knew I wanted it.
After a lot of disorganized chatter and name calling, Stephanie remarked how cute I was earlier at Molly's when I humped off in the kitchen. Julie said she’d like to see me do it again. The rest of them bought into that idea and they told me to find a way to do it. I swear I could feel heat radiating from my body, a combination of horniness and embarrassment. With my hands cuffed behind me there was no way I could reach my pussy to give myself the orgasm they wanted to see. I looked around the room for something to rub my horny cunt against. Finally I settled on Julie’s old antique dresser with scrollwork on the corners. I walked over, straddled the corner of the dresser so the edge would contact my pussy. I started humping, raising and lowering my legs slightly and thrusting my hips forward at the same time much as I did earlier in the day. After a few strokes I knew that would do it. I looked at my reflection in the dresser mirror. My face was absolutely wanton. I saw and felt the pony tail plug swishing back and forth. I could see them clustered in the background laughing, cheering and drinking beer. That drove me mad and I kept humping. When I got right to the brink, I held my cunt against the scrollwork and slid up and down as hard as I could, moaned out loud and came.
I slid down to my knees and licked my goo off the corner of the dresser. I was that horny. Their cheers turned to laughter and dirty talk. They started taking off their clothes.
Molly and Stephanie seemed content to relinquish control of me to the other five. Kristie came to me first. She sat on the bed, pulled me over her lap and gave me a spanking. It wasn't playful. It was hard and painful. And she called me a cunt. When she rolled me off her lap Kayla, Julie and Marianne descended on me like a pack of wild dogs. Kristie had the strappy and I was positioned on my knees with my face and shoulders resting on the seat of a chair. She slid it up my cunt and I yelled, mostly from lust and pain. She yelled for somebody to shut this bitch up. Cristal wiggled her body in the chair and pressed her pussy against my face. I buried my face into her. Kristie kept going deeper in my cunt and I felt like the whole thing was buried in me. Finally she pulled the strappy out. They bickered over who got the strappy next. I don’t know who won; my whole focus was on Cristal’s pussy. I felt it go back in my cunt. This time was smoother. Julie let me know she was fucking my dirty old pussy. She built up a rhythm which started to feel good. I kept eating Cristal until she came. Her cunt was replaced by Kayla’s. I just kept eating. By now somebody had found my clamps and weights and attached them to my nipples. It didn’t matter. I didn’t care. Julie kept fucking me until I came. After I made Kayla cumm she immediately wanted a turn with the strappy so I assume she went next. Kristie sat in the chair and pulled my face back, slapped me and thrust my gooey face into her cunt. Cristal followed Kayla fucking me. I know by then I’d eaten all five of them except Marianne. It took a lot of peer pressure for Marianne to get in the chair but she finally gave in. I noticed she was nude only from the waist down and those mammoth tits were still hidden behind her bra. I slipped my tongue into her and licked for a few minutes until she did a sigh and said she’d cumm, I don’t think so but I didn’t question her.
Kristie wanted the strappy back so she could use my ass. Molly and Stephanie did show some sensibility and made sure she knew what she was doing. Kristie assured them she was no virgin at ass fucking. I was eating Stephanie now and didn’t hear half of what was said but I felt someone ease the pony tail plug out of me, lube me again and slide the strappy in slowly. I groaned into Stephanie. Kristie was good at ass fucking I admit. She had good slow controlled strokes until she popped out of my ass. Molly came over and took the strappy and began fucking my ass. Stephanie had cumm and Kristie was back in the chair. I thought oh fuck, round two. My ass was sore but alive with sensations. I know Stephanie was the last one to fuck my ass and she made sure I‘d remember her. When she finished I was dead to the world and moaning. I’d cumm so many times I could count them if I had to. They pulled the clamps and weights off
They rolled me back in the floor and Cristal face sat me and humped off on me. I pretty sure I ate the rest of the girls a second time also but I’d lost track. Finally Molly rolled me over and pulled me up. My hands with still tied behind me. I told her I had to pee. She laughed and said so do we. They led me across the hall to a large bathroom and had me get in the tub. I pissed for them. Then Molly demonstrated her dominance and pissed on me. She slapped me and told me to tell the others how much I crave girls peeing on me. I didn’t hesitate and told them I wanted their piss. Nothing mattered. Stephanie pissed and then Kristie. With the exception of Marianne, the others did too.
Molly had me stand and exhibit my glistening pee soaked, over fucked body. She undid the ropes on my hands. Julie handed me a wet towel and I wiped off then ran some water from the tub over the towel and wiped off again.
I had no idea what time it was but I knew it was late and sensed things were pretty well finished. I was exhausted. They went back in the bedroom. When I finished cleaning up, I went back also. Molly said she guessed I’d never be able to deny my feelings to them about what a greedy old fuck bitch I was.
We gathered things, my toys, the plug and strappy. Molly dressed and some of the others did too. Kayla was staying over with Julie. I started to dress but molly told me I was riding home naked. That made the rest of them howl. I said my goodbyes and thanked them. Kristie told me not to be a stranger.
When Molly and I got in the car, I saw it was 1:40 in the morning. I had no idea how long we’d been over at Julie’s. I asked Molly if she was okay to drive though I’m not sure I would have been much better. We drove back and at that hour of the night the traffic was minimal and she stayed mainly on the back roads. When we got back to her place shortly after 2:00 Sherry's date’s car was in the driveway. Molly didn’t raise the garage door so she went inside through the front door and checked to be sure the way as clear and motioned for me to come on. I dashed naked down the front walk and into the house. We snuck upstairs but Sherry heard the noise and called out, Molly is that you. She said yes, talk in the morning and we slipped into her room. We fell into bed and Molly told me to lick her pussy. I did and made it as loving as I could.
Sunday morning
I woke around 930. What woke me were Sherry and her date talking downstairs. I slipped to the bathroom and peed then went back to bed but did not drift off. I kept my ears tuned to noises downstairs. I felt like shit and would have killed for a cup of coffee but I knew that was not to be. Molly woke around 1030 and said she was going down to talk with her mom. I went to the closet and made notes again. I heard sherry leaving and Molly cane back upstairs with coffee for me. I thanked her. She said her mom had gone to play tennis and then go to late brunch at the club with her tennis buddies so she wouldn’t be home for a few hours. And it was safe to go downstairs. I put on my sweater; she a robe and we went down and had more coffee, bananas and muffins. She started talking about her mom and mom’s boy friend. Molly is not real fond of the situation and she talked a lot. I told her that I view her mom as basically a nice person but maybe she's looking around for the right guy. Molly asked me if I found her mom attractive, I said yes. She laughed and said there are times she’d like to see her mom fuck me and wonders what she’d do if she knew. That thought has come up before. I sloughed it off.
We went back upstairs and I ate her again. Then we showered and dressed. It was about 12:15. I took all my things and any evidence of me being there. She pulled her car in the garage and I jumped in then we drove to a brunch buffet. We lollygagged around until about 2:00. She took me back to the transit car park. We talked a few more minutes. She left me know I was a trip and everybody enjoyed things. I told her I did too which she knew.
I gave Molly a key to my place and told her to use it when necessary. We kissed; she left, I got home about 3:00.
I left the house around 3:00 with my bag and drove to a transit car park to meet Molly. Since the weather was fairly warm today, around 55 and sunny, she was specific that I would wear a mini, a sheer blouse, no bra or panties, black hose and heels. She told me to lock my car, take my toy bag and wait for her at the bus shelter.
I arrived around 3:30 and did as she told me. I felt somewhat foolish standing there so conspicuously dressed as a bus pulled in and discharged about a dozen riders. I tried not to absorb the looks I was getting. Embarrassed, I prayed that Molly would hurry up. The wind had also picked up and the air got chilly. My nipples responded and became extremely prominent. Mainly because I was cold, I went back to my car and retrieved a long black button up sweater. Around 4:00 another bus pulled in and let off another flock of passengers. I walked to the far end of the shelter but I felt the stares.
Finally around 4:15 my cell rang. It was her; she told me she was at top of the lot and was watching and asked why I had the sweater on. I responded because I was chilled. She told me to take it off and put it my bag then stand where the busses discharge passengers. Reluctantly I removed the sweater and walked where she wanted me. Another bus came in and I absorbed the wide-eyed looks of about 12-15 passengers as they walked by. I still had my phone cupped to my ear and heard laughter. When the bus had pulled away and there was no one close by she told me to put my hand under my skirt and rub my cunt. I said no. she said yes, do it. Reluctantly, I did. She said we’ll be right there. Molly pulled up and yelled “hey, slut lets go.” Some people heard that. Stephanie and Kayla were in the car also. Stephanie got out of the front seat, told me to get in and she joined Kayla in the back. I jumped in exhaled in relief. She asked me if I enjoyed my wait. She reached over and told me to spread my legs; she wanted to find out if I was wet for her. I was. She gave my pussy a little pinch and giggled. She told me they’d been waiting in her car at the upper end of the car park and watching me get humiliated. I just shook my head.
We drove, my skirt bunched up around my waist, to a fast food joint about a mile away. Molly said we’d all go in and I was to bring my bag. I noticed she had a small velvet bag also. The four of us went inside and Molly herded us to the ladies room and we all crammed into the handicapped stall. She locked the door and went thru my bag until she found the remote butt plug. She had me lube it and insert it in my ass. From her small velvet bag she pulled out a vibrating egg, told me it was her mom’s toy and to stick it in my cunt. She held one remote and gave the other to Kayla. Then she took a pair of her mom’s panties out of her bag and had me put them on. They tested the remotes. I felt my cunt and ass jerk at the sensations and I held onto the stall for support. Then she wiped her hand against my cunt, which was flooded by this time, and smeared my cunt juices across my face. She told me lets go.
We went to the counter and Molly told me to order myself something for my supper tonight. The place was packed, mostly with teens doing their after school snacks and such. I got in line and waited. People stared, examining me closely. My nipples were literally on display beneath the thin fabric. Once I crossed my arms over my breasts but Molly knocked them away. There was no way to run or hide; the girls were hemming me in. When I got to the register I ordered a chicken sandwich. The girls hit the remotes before I paid and I gritted my teeth and held on while the girl behind the counter gave me the dumbest of looks. She, too, was staring at my nipples. Molly quickly told the girl I had these crazy spells and to pay me no attention.
We walked out, them hitting the remotes, tormenting my cunt and ass all the way back to the car. We left, me with my skirt bunched up around my waist, my cunt shielded by her moms panties and them hitting the remotes. Molly said we were going back to the private school they attend where Stephanie had left her car. On the way it was a constant battle of my wits and will against them with the remotes and I was on the brink more than once. Molly chose routes clogged with rush hour traffic simply to make things more humiliating. After about 2-3 miles of this Molly told me to remove my skirt. I begged no. she said I had a choice, remove the skirt or the blouse, and if I didn’t, she’d stop the car and they’d do it for me. I could picture that so I reluctantly took my skirt off. She told me I’m so obvious and desperately willing to do anything she said no matter how humiliating it is. They went full force with the remotes until I came. I felt a wave of shame, humiliation and god knows what sweep across my face. .
Molly drove around aimlessly, buying more time to torment me. She told me to unbutton my blouse. I pleaded but the answer was either I take it off or Stephanie rips it off. I got the message and unbuttoned it. No sooner had I done that than they started hitting the remotes again and had me play with my tits while they buzzed me to oblivion and another orgasm. She asked if I understood how much sexual power she had over me. I told her I did. She told me to thank her for not having me naked in the car; I thanked her for her kindness to which she replied there’s more time for that later. I didn’t say a word.
We dropped Stephanie and Kayla off back at her car. Molly said a few whispered words to them then got back in and we left for Molly's. It was about 6:15 and almost dark. When she hit the button to raise the garage door her moms car was already in the garage, she muttered an “aw shit” and told me to wait in the garage. I crouched beside her car, blouse still open, hose and heels on, her mom’s panties on and well strained with my goo.
A few minutes later Molly reappeared at the door and motioned me to come but take my heels off which I did and placed in my bag along with my skirt. I slipped behind Molly, she whispered that her mom was in the den having a drink and watching the news. We snuck upstairs, me feeling like a thief in the night, and quietly went into Molly’s room. She let me remove the egg and plug. I desperately had to pee and did so. Molly told me to wait and she’d be back shortly. I looked at the clock in her room and saw it was about 7:00. I thought oh fuck and this has only been 4 hours.
I ate my sandwich and drank water from a cup on Molly's bathroom. Otherwise I waited. Around 8:15 Molly returned. She told me to undress completely except for the panties. I did so. She took what I had on plus my skirt and heels from my bag and put all that together. Then she undressed down to her bra and panties and went into the bathroom. I followed her. She told me I’d wanted to taste her all day; get busy. I lowered her panties and started eating her pussy. She asked if I liked what she did to me today and did it make me wet and that I must secretly enjoy having a young girl control and humiliate me. The more she talked the more passionate I became as I ate her to a cumm. She had me play with myself through the panties. I watched her undress and shower, then slip into a pair of tight jeans and a top. She styled her hair and did a little make up.
She told me her mom wasn’t going out tonight but she was. I asked her why. She said its Friday night and that’s a party night. I asked what about me? She laughed that I could stay here and keep her mom company. She told me to pee, that it might be my last chance for a few hours. I did. We went into her walk in closet and she told me to take her moms panties off; she wanted me naked. Once I did, she had me sit in the closet floor. She got handcuffs from my bag, cuffed my wrists behind me and tied my ankles together with a piece of rope. I told her this is insane to which she replied that’s why she loves me but she did not want me being tempted to wander around. I asked when she would be back and she said when she feels like it; that it’s about 9:00 now and I could sit here for a few hours and think about all the nasty, humiliating ways she can use me. By the time she got back I’d probably be horny enough to agree to anything.
She picked up all of my clothes and my purse and stuffed them in a back pack which she put back in her closet. She kissed me and left.
I was nervous as hell. Her closet is probably 5 x 10 with a door at one end. I was sitting against the wall behind the door. The closet door was half open. The light in the closet was off though the lights in the room were on so I could at least see. I resigned myself to remain calm and not freak out which is easier said than done: I had no way to tell time, dared not make any noise to draw attention myself and bring Sherry upstairs. I nestled in as comfortable a position as I could and rested. That worked until I heard what I thought to be footsteps in the upper hallway. I froze, figuring it could only be Sherry. Seconds later she came into Molly's room, muttering to no one in particular about Molly going out and leaving the lights on again. She turned off the bathroom light then the lights in Molly's room. Then she walked out. There is no doubt she was less than 5 feet from the closet door and if she’d come in, I’d have been toast. I breathed again but now the whole room was dark and I couldn’t see squat. I just waited and eventually fell asleep.
I slept; not a deep sleep but dozing off and on. I had no idea when but I woke when Molly came in to the room and turn on the closet light. I looked up at her and went thank god you’re home, what time is it. She said 12:45. Before I could say anything she asked if her mom came in and turned out the lights in her room. I said yes. She told me she purposely left them on b/c she gets bitched at. Then she asked if that gave me a rush and I said yes. She said its good that she can make me wet even when she wasn’t around. I asked her if she had a good time and what did she do? She related her evening, told some girls that I was in her closet tied up and naked. I asked who she told; she said maybe I’d meet some of them later. I groaned.
I asked if she would untie me so I could pee. After I peed, she told me to go downstairs and get her a beer and there was wine in the fridge if I wanted some. I said I can’t go downstairs naked and do that. She asked why not? I said because of your mom and I’m naked. She told me that am the chance I have to take, go do it. So stark naked, I tiptoed downstairs and did what she asked. When I came back with a beer for her and wine for me, she rubbed my cunt to see if that made me wet. And trust me, it had.
She drank her beer, me my wine. She talked about how much fun it was to control me and how I’d do anything just to have her pussy. I undressed her and we fell into bed. I ate her pussy, sucked on her ass and listened to her tell me how shameless I was. We drifted off to sleep with me cuddled against her.
Saturday
I woke about 8:00 and peed. I lay with her for a few minutes, listened closely for her mom just in case I had to hide myself. Around 8:45 I slipped out of bed found my cell in her back pack and sent both of you a quick message. Molly stirred and went to pee. She wanted to go downstairs and check out her mom’s plans for the day. I found my laptop in her back pack but couldn’t connect to the internet since her wifi was password protected so I started writing what had happened thus far. In a few minutes she came up with a cup of coffee and a muffin. She laughed at what I was doing and said … be sure to tell them you’re naked and a slut, laughed, then went downstairs again. I could faintly tell they were talking like it was a normal Saturday morning while I was stark naked and trapped in her bedroom.
About 11:30 Molly came up, said her mom was leaving to go shopping and that would free us up. She called Stephanie, then Kayla and told them to come over.
Molly lay on her bed and told me to eat her. I didn’t need a lot of encouragement and sucked her pussy and told her how much I loved that. When she’d cumm, we both used the bathroom, and then jumped in the shower together. I washed her then dried her off, dried and brushed her hair then did mine. When we’d finished primping, we went to the kitchen and fixed a sandwich and I had a couple of glasses of wine.
I followed her to Sherry’s bedroom. She selected a red garter belt and a pair of red seamed hose. When we added my Lucite heels, my thin black leather collar and short leash, I felt like a left over Christmas ornament. Molly, of course, said I looked like the perfect slut mom. She got the handcuffs and secured my hands behind my back.
I asked her why and she said nonchalantly that Stephanie and some of the girls were on their way over. I asked who, which girls? She ignored that and started taunting me, asking me to tell her how much I wanted her to rub my pussy. She kept on until I was weak, leaning the kitchen counters, legs spread and telling her how good it felt and how much I adored her. She called me a love sick cow but kept teasing me until my cunt was a swamp and I was lewdly moving my hips back and forth trying to gain more friction.
That’s when I heard car doors shutting followed by girlish voices and the doorbell ringing. Molly grabbed my leash and led me to the front door. When she opened it, my face turned beet red. I recognized Stephanie, Kayla, Julie and Cristal barging in but there were two girls I didn’t know. There was more taunting, giggling, commotion, grabbing, pinching, and name calling. My mind was in overload for a moment. Stephanie got in my face and told me I’d reached a new level of slut behavior and how desperate I was for their attention. She asked me if I was getting enough pussy lately. Somewhere in this madness Molly introduced me to the two girls I didn’t know, Marianne and Kristie.
Marianne was an absolute dream. Short hair brunette, an angelic face, totally toned body with the biggest set of tits I’d ever seen … maybe not true but it was my first impression. Kristie was no slouch either; long blonde hair, a low cut purple top, tight jeans and a well filled out body with a touch of the baby fat around her midriff. I couldn't help but admire what I’d call a sophisticated slut look. Neither Kristie nor Marianne were as vocal as the others but they got there share of stares and laughs in at my expense. Molly was quick to point out my oozing cunt and stuck two fingers in me then had me suck them while she called me a greedy old whore. The slut attire I had on drew comments from the girls and Molly explained to Kristie and Marianne that I dress this way all the time. Molly grabbed my leash and tugged me to the kitchen, the rest of the herd following and slapping my ass or pinching my nipples.
In the kitchen they grabbed beers, Stephanie mixed screwdrivers and everybody started getting really raunchy. Molly made me tell the new girls how old I was and when I did they laughed until I wanted to fall through the floor. Stephanie added a few comments about how I loved being humiliated. She batted my tits around like tennis balls snickering at me if that felt good and drilling me with questions until I was saying anything she wanted to hear. I knew she was showing off for the new girls who hadn’t seen me before. But Molly made this whole thing worse by making me tell them what we were doing before they arrived, namely that she was playing with my cunt and I was begging for an orgasm. She told me to beg her all over again to hump her hand and beg for her to humiliate me in front of her friends. I went Gawd no, but I did it so I could have a cumm. Stephanie cackled and said old bitches are so easy. Molly put her hand on my cunt and made me start humping all over again. It was absolutely lewd, me with my legs apart, knees slightly bent, humping and doing heavy breathing and absorbing the stares of their faces. I kept humping until I came. This was totally embarrassing, I admit, but erotic and turned me on at the same time. Stephanie said I was a bigger slut than Linda.
Molly went upstairs and came down with my toy bag. She found the pony tail butt plug and lube. I thought, oh fuck here we go. They bent me over the kitchen counters, lubed me and I’m not sure who actually shoved it in my ass but it became an instant source of laughter and humiliation. Molly uncuffed me so they could shove me to all fours and pull me around by the leash. She led me around, then Stephanie and a couple of the others did as well. I don’t think anybody missed a chance to spank my butt while I was crawling. This madness went all over the lower level of the house including Sherry’s bedroom.
Molly told them I had a cage at my house and for an animal like me that was so perfect. Cristal, I’m fairly sure (everybody was talking at one) suggested we go to Petco and make me buy a cage. They kept hitch hiking on that idea, adding that I should wear the pony tail plug in. everybody was talking at once, and when 6-7 of them are shouting out ideas I cannot keep track of who did what and who said what. It was pandemonium. But in the midst of this barrage of insults I remember thinking what in hell would happen if Sherry suddenly decided to cut her trip to the mall short and come home.
Someway the idea of buying a cage got sidetracked. Molly did have a lucid moment and told all of them to get their drinks, me, my bag and lets go up to her room. All that did was take the madness to the second level of Molly’s house. Cristal, who is 15 now, sat on me and rode “horsy” through the upstairs hallway. Kristie, who I found out is 17, has taken riding lessons for years and has her own horse, turned out to be a terror with a riding crop. As Cristal rode me up and down the hall, she could hit my nipples and cunt in a way that sent me reeling. She lowered her jeans and I sucked her. She had a beautiful fluffy muff. I licked her like I was licking cream out of a saucer. She was tantalizing.
Sherry came home around 3:30 while this debauchery was going on. That stopped things in a hurry and pissed Molly off to no end. I’d only eaten Kristie. Molly told everybody act cool and told them to tie me up and put me in the closet, which Stephanie and Kristie did. Molly went down to talk with her mom who was also pissed because she couldn’t get her car in the garage due to the girl’s cars. I could hear her raging. Why I was tied and put in the closet, I have no clue. Shortly afterwards the girls left. Molly came upstairs to get her cell and whispered to me that she leaving for a while and would be back later.
So for god knows how long, I sat tied up with ropes in the closet. I heard Molly come back sometime later. She and Sherry talk briefly and she came upstairs and untied me. I went to pee and noticed it was about 5:30. Molly went back downstairs and I sat in the closet powered up the laptop and continued writing what happened during the afternoon.
Sherry’s date came by to pick her up around 7:00. Molly came upstairs. Molly was steamed about something to do with Sherry’s date. Apparently they were going out to dinner then come back to the house and watch videos.
I calmed Molly by making soft love to her and giving her all I could to bring her off. We showered and dressed to go out. She dressed me in her mom’s red garter belt, red hose, my black mini, a camisole of her moms and let me wear my black sweater; no bra or panties. She was in a cheerleader style mini, frilly turquoise blouse and black tights. She told me to get my toy bag and said lets go party.
Once in the car she drove to a convenience store. We went in, presumably to buy her some gum but she wanted to use the restroom first. She locked the door behind us, pulled out the small velvet bag and told me to stuff myself. I did a slight sigh but lubed my ass and inserted the vibrating plug, slipped the remote egg in. she took the remotes. Then she pulled out a pair of her moms black panties which I slipped on. Next she handed me a black semi sheer blouse she’d snitched from her mom’s wardrobe. She told me to lose the sweater and camisole; did I really think she’d allow me to enjoy an evening so covered up? I stripped nude from the waist up and slipped it on. It was about a size too small and tight on me. She let me button the bottom 4 buttons. She stuffed my sweater and camisole in her bag. Then she said go buy a case of beer, we need it for the party. I said you cannot be serious. She said we’re not leaving here until I did what she asked. I followed her out into the store dressed like some whore in a tight back mini, the too tight sheer partially unbuttoned blouse, red seamed hose and my Lucite’s. When I took the beer to the counter the clerk asked if I was buying that for myself or someone else. I knew he was stalling so he could get a look at me. I paid. Molly bought a pack of gum. We put the beer in the trunk and drove off.
She called a pizza place and ordered. We drove around for about 10 minutes; she buzzed me from time to time just to keep me on edge. When we pulled into the parking lot of the pizza place she buzzed me with both of them until I was on the brink. I recovered briefly and she told me lets go get her pizza’s. We went in and once again drew lurid looks from the guy behind the counter and a few customers. The pies weren’t ready so we sat at an empty booth and waited. Molly started buzzing me again. This time they had to be on high. The place was noisy so the buzzing noise wasn’t too conspicuous. She’d stop, and then start. I was losing it; she knew it and hit both of them off and on and told me she wouldn’t stop until I had a slutty cumm. I tried to hold back but I simply could not. Right there in front of half the customers I had an orgasm. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough when the order was ready.
I asked her what the beer and pizza was for. She said we’re going to a party over at Julie’s because her parents are out of town. I looked puzzled but didn’t say anything; by now I knew what to expect. Or so I thought. Molly pulled out the handcuffs and cuffed my hands behind me and unbuttons the blouse completely. She pulled it off my shoulders and rubbed my nipples. We drove out of the pizza place parking lot with my tits fully exposed. Not only that but she cruised slowly down one of the main drags in this dinky little town she lives in. me that way and within minutes we arrived a large white frame house in a suburban area. Julie and Kayla came out to meet us.
My legs were like jelly getting out of the car. Julie got my bag and marched me in through the back door. Kayla helped Molly with the beer and pizza. Once inside I quickly discerned the same crew that had been at Molly's in the afternoon: Molly, Stephanie, Kayla, Julie, Cristal, Marianne and Kristie. There was a brief bit of poking fun at me that now they get to finish what they started earlier. Molly made me tell them all about cumming in the pizza parlor. They uncuffed me and I removed the vibrating plug and egg and showed them. I devoured a couple of pieces and drank a beer while they talked.
From there we moved upstairs to Julie’s bedroom. They told me to strip naked, even the hose and heels. After I undressed they tied my hands behind me. They also lubed my ass again and slid the pony tail plug up me. They told me for the next few hours, I was going to take orders from them and do all sorts of slut stuff. I ended up confessing how much I wanted them to use me as their plaything and be controlled by them. My words almost shocked me but as I stood there naked and looking at them, I knew I wanted it.
After a lot of disorganized chatter and name calling, Stephanie remarked how cute I was earlier at Molly's when I humped off in the kitchen. Julie said she’d like to see me do it again. The rest of them bought into that idea and they told me to find a way to do it. I swear I could feel heat radiating from my body, a combination of horniness and embarrassment. With my hands cuffed behind me there was no way I could reach my pussy to give myself the orgasm they wanted to see. I looked around the room for something to rub my horny cunt against. Finally I settled on Julie’s old antique dresser with scrollwork on the corners. I walked over, straddled the corner of the dresser so the edge would contact my pussy. I started humping, raising and lowering my legs slightly and thrusting my hips forward at the same time much as I did earlier in the day. After a few strokes I knew that would do it. I looked at my reflection in the dresser mirror. My face was absolutely wanton. I saw and felt the pony tail plug swishing back and forth. I could see them clustered in the background laughing, cheering and drinking beer. That drove me mad and I kept humping. When I got right to the brink, I held my cunt against the scrollwork and slid up and down as hard as I could, moaned out loud and came.
I slid down to my knees and licked my goo off the corner of the dresser. I was that horny. Their cheers turned to laughter and dirty talk. They started taking off their clothes.
Molly and Stephanie seemed content to relinquish control of me to the other five. Kristie came to me first. She sat on the bed, pulled me over her lap and gave me a spanking. It wasn't playful. It was hard and painful. And she called me a cunt. When she rolled me off her lap Kayla, Julie and Marianne descended on me like a pack of wild dogs. Kristie had the strappy and I was positioned on my knees with my face and shoulders resting on the seat of a chair. She slid it up my cunt and I yelled, mostly from lust and pain. She yelled for somebody to shut this bitch up. Cristal wiggled her body in the chair and pressed her pussy against my face. I buried my face into her. Kristie kept going deeper in my cunt and I felt like the whole thing was buried in me. Finally she pulled the strappy out. They bickered over who got the strappy next. I don’t know who won; my whole focus was on Cristal’s pussy. I felt it go back in my cunt. This time was smoother. Julie let me know she was fucking my dirty old pussy. She built up a rhythm which started to feel good. I kept eating Cristal until she came. Her cunt was replaced by Kayla’s. I just kept eating. By now somebody had found my clamps and weights and attached them to my nipples. It didn’t matter. I didn’t care. Julie kept fucking me until I came. After I made Kayla cumm she immediately wanted a turn with the strappy so I assume she went next. Kristie sat in the chair and pulled my face back, slapped me and thrust my gooey face into her cunt. Cristal followed Kayla fucking me. I know by then I’d eaten all five of them except Marianne. It took a lot of peer pressure for Marianne to get in the chair but she finally gave in. I noticed she was nude only from the waist down and those mammoth tits were still hidden behind her bra. I slipped my tongue into her and licked for a few minutes until she did a sigh and said she’d cumm, I don’t think so but I didn’t question her.
Kristie wanted the strappy back so she could use my ass. Molly and Stephanie did show some sensibility and made sure she knew what she was doing. Kristie assured them she was no virgin at ass fucking. I was eating Stephanie now and didn’t hear half of what was said but I felt someone ease the pony tail plug out of me, lube me again and slide the strappy in slowly. I groaned into Stephanie. Kristie was good at ass fucking I admit. She had good slow controlled strokes until she popped out of my ass. Molly came over and took the strappy and began fucking my ass. Stephanie had cumm and Kristie was back in the chair. I thought oh fuck, round two. My ass was sore but alive with sensations. I know Stephanie was the last one to fuck my ass and she made sure I‘d remember her. When she finished I was dead to the world and moaning. I’d cumm so many times I could count them if I had to. They pulled the clamps and weights off
They rolled me back in the floor and Cristal face sat me and humped off on me. I pretty sure I ate the rest of the girls a second time also but I’d lost track. Finally Molly rolled me over and pulled me up. My hands with still tied behind me. I told her I had to pee. She laughed and said so do we. They led me across the hall to a large bathroom and had me get in the tub. I pissed for them. Then Molly demonstrated her dominance and pissed on me. She slapped me and told me to tell the others how much I crave girls peeing on me. I didn’t hesitate and told them I wanted their piss. Nothing mattered. Stephanie pissed and then Kristie. With the exception of Marianne, the others did too.
Molly had me stand and exhibit my glistening pee soaked, over fucked body. She undid the ropes on my hands. Julie handed me a wet towel and I wiped off then ran some water from the tub over the towel and wiped off again.
I had no idea what time it was but I knew it was late and sensed things were pretty well finished. I was exhausted. They went back in the bedroom. When I finished cleaning up, I went back also. Molly said she guessed I’d never be able to deny my feelings to them about what a greedy old fuck bitch I was.
We gathered things, my toys, the plug and strappy. Molly dressed and some of the others did too. Kayla was staying over with Julie. I started to dress but molly told me I was riding home naked. That made the rest of them howl. I said my goodbyes and thanked them. Kristie told me not to be a stranger.
When Molly and I got in the car, I saw it was 1:40 in the morning. I had no idea how long we’d been over at Julie’s. I asked Molly if she was okay to drive though I’m not sure I would have been much better. We drove back and at that hour of the night the traffic was minimal and she stayed mainly on the back roads. When we got back to her place shortly after 2:00 Sherry's date’s car was in the driveway. Molly didn’t raise the garage door so she went inside through the front door and checked to be sure the way as clear and motioned for me to come on. I dashed naked down the front walk and into the house. We snuck upstairs but Sherry heard the noise and called out, Molly is that you. She said yes, talk in the morning and we slipped into her room. We fell into bed and Molly told me to lick her pussy. I did and made it as loving as I could.
Sunday morning
I woke around 930. What woke me were Sherry and her date talking downstairs. I slipped to the bathroom and peed then went back to bed but did not drift off. I kept my ears tuned to noises downstairs. I felt like shit and would have killed for a cup of coffee but I knew that was not to be. Molly woke around 1030 and said she was going down to talk with her mom. I went to the closet and made notes again. I heard sherry leaving and Molly cane back upstairs with coffee for me. I thanked her. She said her mom had gone to play tennis and then go to late brunch at the club with her tennis buddies so she wouldn’t be home for a few hours. And it was safe to go downstairs. I put on my sweater; she a robe and we went down and had more coffee, bananas and muffins. She started talking about her mom and mom’s boy friend. Molly is not real fond of the situation and she talked a lot. I told her that I view her mom as basically a nice person but maybe she's looking around for the right guy. Molly asked me if I found her mom attractive, I said yes. She laughed and said there are times she’d like to see her mom fuck me and wonders what she’d do if she knew. That thought has come up before. I sloughed it off.
We went back upstairs and I ate her again. Then we showered and dressed. It was about 12:15. I took all my things and any evidence of me being there. She pulled her car in the garage and I jumped in then we drove to a brunch buffet. We lollygagged around until about 2:00. She took me back to the transit car park. We talked a few more minutes. She left me know I was a trip and everybody enjoyed things. I told her I did too which she knew.
I gave Molly a key to my place and told her to use it when necessary. We kissed; she left, I got home about 3:00.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Jan 26 2011: Gloria
I received a phone call from a woman named Gloria, a friend of Talia's and wanted to find out more about me. I agreed to meet her.
We met in the bar of a local hotel about 10 miles from my home. She told me she would be dressed in a beige wool pantsuit, a print blouse and her hair tied back with a scarf. Even in the dim light of the bar she was easy to recognize. I introduced myself and she bought a round of drinks. We talked. She's 47, well built, tall and all things in proportion. She’s from out of town, here on business, knows Talia fairly well through business. Last night she and Talia went to dinner together and that’s how my name came up. Gloria and I had a second round of drinks, talked for a few minutes and the atmosphere seemed right. She wanted straight sex, nothing fancy or abusive.
We agreed on a price of $150 for two hours of sex. I bought the third round of drinks and about 6:45 we left the bar, drinks in hand, and we went up to her room.
She found a music channel on the TV and asked me to undress. I stood and gave her a slow striptease, removing my short gray jacket, sweater, then slipping out of my skirt. I pranced around for her in heels, hose, bra and thong. I took off my bra, bend forward and let her examine and fondle my tits and teak my nipples. I was actually enjoying what I was doing. She palmed my cunt, told me my wetness excited her. I danced some more then shed my panties, exposed my pussy to her let her get a sniff of my aroma. I backed up to her and stuck my ass back at her. She gave me some mild slaps on the butt. I asked if she wanted the hose and heels off but she said she liked how I was.
She stood and I removed her suit jacket and we kissed quite a bit. While we did I worked her buttons undone and removed her print blouse and lacy yellow bra. Her tits were large probably around an E cup. I licked her nipples, sucked her, and then unzipped her slacks. I knelt, removed it and got a good whiff of her scent. She had on matching yellow lace panties. I sucked on the panel, rubbed her cunt and stroked her ass and then slid her panties off. I removed her trouser hose and heels and we guided each other to the bed.
She really liked kissing and I made sure I paid attention to that. Then I sucked on her marvelous breasts again and rubbed her pussy until she was moaning for me to get her down there. I slid down her body and wedged myself between her open legs. I kissed her trimmed pussy, munched on her labia (quite fleshy), pulled her folds apart and licked her. The more attention I paid to her, the more she relaxed. She wasn’t particularly wet when I started but I noticed that changed fairly quickly. I kept going until I had her flowing and moaning. She told me she was going to cumm and I talked dirty to her, telling her how much I wanted her cumm. She did not disappoint. After her first cumm I worked fingers into her cunt and frigged her off again.
I asked her to please roll over so I could do some things to her ass. As soon as she did, I separated her ass cheeks and licked her anal slit and rose. She went wild and told me I was a treasure. I responded that it was she who was the treasure for allowing me to make love to her body. The more I tongued her ass the wilder she became. I worked a hand under her body and pressed on her clit while I tongued her and she came again. She rolled back over and told me nobody had done that to her in years. Those words made me feel good.
We took a short break and finished our drinks. She peed and came back to the bed. I was lying on my back and when she leaned over me I sucked her breasts again then pulled her hips over my face and had her face sit me. She was positioned so my mouth was on her pussy and her ass right over my nose. After a minute or two she started rocking around and bouncing. She reached down to my cunt and stuck fingers in me. She came again and I came. I slipped out from under her and licked her fingers.
I asked her what else she would enjoy. She told me she’d love for me to eat her ass again. I suggested we get in front of the mirror so she could see me do it. She stood sideways in front of the mirror and stuck her ass back. I knelt behind her and sucked her asshole again and fingered her cunt at the same time. She went wild with moans and shrieks. I know she had at least two more orgasms before she was all wobbly in the legs.
She stumbled back to bed. I went with her and let her rest for a few minutes while I licked her body. I whispered to her that our time was almost up. She laughed and said it’s a damn good thing because she was fucked out. I asked her if she minded if I took a quick shower to freshen up before I left. I told her if she wanted to shower with me I’d wash her but she said she wanted to lie still and savor how she felt. I showered, freshened up and dressed. She gave me $200 and said it was well worth it. I told her I enjoyed her and if she ever was in town again to please give me a call. I also told her if there was anything different she wanted, to let me know.
I left around 9:00. I called Talia on the way home and thanked her for the referral. She told me she’d already talked to Gloria and it went extremely well. I told her the next time Gloria was in town I’d be glad to do both of them together.
We met in the bar of a local hotel about 10 miles from my home. She told me she would be dressed in a beige wool pantsuit, a print blouse and her hair tied back with a scarf. Even in the dim light of the bar she was easy to recognize. I introduced myself and she bought a round of drinks. We talked. She's 47, well built, tall and all things in proportion. She’s from out of town, here on business, knows Talia fairly well through business. Last night she and Talia went to dinner together and that’s how my name came up. Gloria and I had a second round of drinks, talked for a few minutes and the atmosphere seemed right. She wanted straight sex, nothing fancy or abusive.
We agreed on a price of $150 for two hours of sex. I bought the third round of drinks and about 6:45 we left the bar, drinks in hand, and we went up to her room.
She found a music channel on the TV and asked me to undress. I stood and gave her a slow striptease, removing my short gray jacket, sweater, then slipping out of my skirt. I pranced around for her in heels, hose, bra and thong. I took off my bra, bend forward and let her examine and fondle my tits and teak my nipples. I was actually enjoying what I was doing. She palmed my cunt, told me my wetness excited her. I danced some more then shed my panties, exposed my pussy to her let her get a sniff of my aroma. I backed up to her and stuck my ass back at her. She gave me some mild slaps on the butt. I asked if she wanted the hose and heels off but she said she liked how I was.
She stood and I removed her suit jacket and we kissed quite a bit. While we did I worked her buttons undone and removed her print blouse and lacy yellow bra. Her tits were large probably around an E cup. I licked her nipples, sucked her, and then unzipped her slacks. I knelt, removed it and got a good whiff of her scent. She had on matching yellow lace panties. I sucked on the panel, rubbed her cunt and stroked her ass and then slid her panties off. I removed her trouser hose and heels and we guided each other to the bed.
She really liked kissing and I made sure I paid attention to that. Then I sucked on her marvelous breasts again and rubbed her pussy until she was moaning for me to get her down there. I slid down her body and wedged myself between her open legs. I kissed her trimmed pussy, munched on her labia (quite fleshy), pulled her folds apart and licked her. The more attention I paid to her, the more she relaxed. She wasn’t particularly wet when I started but I noticed that changed fairly quickly. I kept going until I had her flowing and moaning. She told me she was going to cumm and I talked dirty to her, telling her how much I wanted her cumm. She did not disappoint. After her first cumm I worked fingers into her cunt and frigged her off again.
I asked her to please roll over so I could do some things to her ass. As soon as she did, I separated her ass cheeks and licked her anal slit and rose. She went wild and told me I was a treasure. I responded that it was she who was the treasure for allowing me to make love to her body. The more I tongued her ass the wilder she became. I worked a hand under her body and pressed on her clit while I tongued her and she came again. She rolled back over and told me nobody had done that to her in years. Those words made me feel good.
We took a short break and finished our drinks. She peed and came back to the bed. I was lying on my back and when she leaned over me I sucked her breasts again then pulled her hips over my face and had her face sit me. She was positioned so my mouth was on her pussy and her ass right over my nose. After a minute or two she started rocking around and bouncing. She reached down to my cunt and stuck fingers in me. She came again and I came. I slipped out from under her and licked her fingers.
I asked her what else she would enjoy. She told me she’d love for me to eat her ass again. I suggested we get in front of the mirror so she could see me do it. She stood sideways in front of the mirror and stuck her ass back. I knelt behind her and sucked her asshole again and fingered her cunt at the same time. She went wild with moans and shrieks. I know she had at least two more orgasms before she was all wobbly in the legs.
She stumbled back to bed. I went with her and let her rest for a few minutes while I licked her body. I whispered to her that our time was almost up. She laughed and said it’s a damn good thing because she was fucked out. I asked her if she minded if I took a quick shower to freshen up before I left. I told her if she wanted to shower with me I’d wash her but she said she wanted to lie still and savor how she felt. I showered, freshened up and dressed. She gave me $200 and said it was well worth it. I told her I enjoyed her and if she ever was in town again to please give me a call. I also told her if there was anything different she wanted, to let me know.
I left around 9:00. I called Talia on the way home and thanked her for the referral. She told me she’d already talked to Gloria and it went extremely well. I told her the next time Gloria was in town I’d be glad to do both of them together.
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