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By *ickD38 OP   Man
over a year ago

Preston

We caught an early train, and travelled 70 miles through nondescript farmland and small towns. Always wisest, when planning disgraceful and depraved behaviour, to put some distance between you and everyday civilian life - not through shyness, so much as to avoid the risk of awkwardness at work on Monday morning. "Hi Robb, did you get my email about the Lotus account? And incidentally, was that you and your girlfriend I saw getting fucked senseless on Saturday? I THOUGHT I recognised her from the xmas party, but I wasn't sure, she didn't have a cock in her mouth and one in each hand then..." Not that we were ashamed of what we did, if anyone asked us directly we'd happily admit to our exploits and appetites ~ usually, if someone plucked up the courage, it meant they were intrigued and might well end up involved sooner rather than later, and we were always keen to find other people to mess around with. That was how we'd met Layla, who would be joining us later and acting as an assistant for Jenni's first real gangbang.

Jenni had met Layla at a mutual friend's hen party in Amsterdam. After seeing Jen suck a stripper's cock in full view of a room full of d*unken, baying women, she had asked what she would do if I found out. On being assured that we didn't do jealousy, indeed actively encouraged each other to fuck anyone who took our fancy, and tell all the filthy details afterwards, she had gone back to J's hotel room and had her first experience of being strapon'd by a woman. Since then she had joined us regularly and the three of us, sometimes with the further addition of my friend Tom, had explored every possible combination. When J decided she wanted to get fucked by a whole room full of men, and needed more than just me as director, assistant and fluffer, Layla was the obvious choice.

The train arrived on time, and J and I made our way to the pub where we were to meet Layla. The day was bright and warm; as we walked through the streets of *******, me in a lightweight cream linen suit, J in a floral summer dress, I was entertained by the disconnect between what we must look like to the shoppers, tourists and afternoon drinkers ~ a respectable, youngish couple, wandering the streets hand~in~hand, the very picture of normality ~ and the truth of it, that we were on our way to a club where countless strangers would, with our willing and enthusiastic consent, use us in every way to satisfy their deepest, dirtiest desires and fantasies. I couldn't help looking at our fellow citizens and wondering if THEY had secrets like ours. That woman in her mid-40s browsing the window of Waterstones - had SHE ever taken her knickers off in the pub toilet, the better to flash her pussy to a table full of lads on her return? That hipster guy behind the bar at the craft beer pub - has HE ever eaten his girlfriend's arse out while she rode a stranger's cock? Those two slightly chavvy girls sat by the fountain chatting and laughing over iced lattes - do THEY ever take it in turns with a strapon, does the one who looks a bit like Taylor Swift ever sit on the one who looks  like Billie Eilish's face and order her to get her tongue deep in her arse? That repectable gent with the briefcase - has HE ever kissed and licked the cum from his wife's face after three men have taken it in turns to fuck her mouth and cunt, calling her and him a pair of disgusting sluts as they shot their loads?

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By *ickD38 OP   Man
over a year ago

Preston

Part 2 later if anyone's interested

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By *ess n BenCouple
over a year ago

Didcot

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By *lderWiserNowMan
over a year ago

Kettrin

Sounds terrific

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By *ormladMan
over a year ago

Kilmarnock

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By *orgotten22Woman
over a year ago

out in the sticks in the north east england

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By *hrisukbishareCouple
over a year ago

Edinburgh

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By *ickD38 OP   Man
over a year ago

Preston

Part 2

Once we were in the pub, sat opposite each other, Jenni with a glass of Prosecco, I with a scotch & water, she asked me what I was thinking. I told her of the sordid imagining I had been doing, and she joined enthusiastically in. "That barmaid with the blue hair and the piercings...far more innocent than she looks, if you ask me. Only ever had one boyfriend. Often THOUGHT about fucking a woman, but never had the nerve...I'd love to be her first. Grab those pigtails and guide her down, give her her first taste of pussy...that couple sat in the window seat. She's filth, but he has no idea. If ever I've seen a mouth that's had plenty of cocks, it's hers. He thinks she just meets her friends on a weekend while he's at home. Has no idea she ends up on her knees in a back alley letting some strange guy come down her throat. Those two lads by the fruit machine? Bet they've shared more than one woman. Tell themselves their cocks touching doesn't count as faggotry, as long as there's a girl involved, and neither of them ever mentions that time they got high and sucked each other off..."

Not for the first time that month, that week or even that day, I reflected on how lucky I was to have found Jenni; and, indeed, how lucky SHE was, to have found someone who not only tolerated but anjoyed and actively encouraged her lusts, perversions and desires. We had met about 18 months ago. She and a friend had been a team in the pub quiz I ran at the local rock bar; with only a bare minimum of generous marking, I had ensured they won a prize and thereby started a conversation. Immediately there was the static fizz of mutual lust in the air; once the friend had twigged and discretely left us to it, things had moved quckly. Within minutes we were heading to her flat, a journey usually of a few minutes, but extended considerably by our stopping every few yards to kiss and grope each other. Shortly before we reached her door, she turned to face me.

"I have to warn you," she began. "We're going to fuck tonight, but it may not be any more than that. I'm not a good woman. I'm the kind your mother warned you about...You may not be able to keep up or deal with my...appetites." Three hours later, as I licked my sperm from her pussy, as she lay their gagged with her own knickers, a rampant rabbit buzzing in her arse and a slightly smaller vibrator purring in mine, while the TV showed grainy homemade footage of her stretching her mouth wide to accomodate two thick cocks, it was clear that far from being a problem, our mutual perversions were entirely compatible, and that we could help each other reach even greater heights of depravity. My recollections of that first meeting were interrupted by the arrival of Layla.

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By *lderWiserNowMan
over a year ago

Kettrin

Absolutely fantastic

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By *ickD38 OP   Man
over a year ago

Preston

Part 3

"Hello you two," she said, taking the seat beside Jenni and kissing her cheek. "You walking normally again yet Robb?" She winked and I blushed slightly. The last time the three of us had met, she and Jenni had taken it in turns to pitilessly bugger me with a strapon, so hard in fact that I had walked strange for a few days, telling workmates I had hurt my knee playing cricket. For a woman who had, before meeting Jenni, never been with a woman, never had more than one person at  time, never even used sex toys beyond the lone vibrator that lived in her knicker drawer, Layla had turned out to be a natural at filth. She was around 5'8", slightly taller than Jenni and I, and while not slim, you wouldn't call her fat; cliche though it was, she genuinely was voluptuous, her smooth curves contrasting with Jenni's more slender form. Averaged out, they both had 32C breasts, but that just showed what a blunt tool averages were, for while Jenni had small tits, barely more than a handful, Layla had...it was impossible to avoid cliche again, an ample bosom. Her hair was naturally red, to a degree that had startled me the first time I saw her naked; I had presumed the vibrant colour owed something to dye, but once she took her clothes off, her bush, and the supplementary ones under each arm, were the same shade. She looked me in the eye and adopted a businesslike air. "So, what's the plan?" I cleared my throat.

"OK Jenni, you still sure you want to do this?" She nodded, and I continued. "OK, the club is just a couple of streets from here. I've spoken to the owners, and they're expecting a good turnout. Everyone knows that it's anything goes, and that you want to be the centre of attention. The place is well run, and everyone has been vetted, there'll be no bad behaviour. Your safe word is 'fatigued' - if you say that, everything stops immediately. If you..." I paused. "Should your mouth be otherwise engaged, either Layla or I will be within arms reach at all times - just tap us 3 times and again, everything will stop. OK?" She nodded.

"I can't wait. I've had two and three guys at once, but I've always wanted more."

"OK then. Ladies, if you're ready, let's go and make this gorgeous girl the filthy fucking slut shes always wanted to be." I kissed her deeply, and we finished our drinks and left.

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By *im66123Man
over a year ago

newcastle

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By *kpiercedCouple
over a year ago

walsall

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By *lderWiserNowMan
over a year ago

Kettrin

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By *ndrea54TV/TS
over a year ago

cambridge

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