It wasn't until much later that I found out what triggered the events that led to me becoming my stepmother's plaything. It was one of my regular late night gaming sessions that, as often happened, flowed on into a late night porn session.
I must have been careless and not closed my door after taking a quick break to relieve myself; But in my defence, apparently it was well after two in the morning.
My stepmum - Samantha - must have been woken by my quick toilet break, and could see enough through my half closed door to embarrass and humiliate me if she so desired. There I was, sitting at my desk, frantically tugging at myself while watching a particularly explicit scene of a man being forced to drink another girl's piss and cum from his girlfriend's asshole. Apparently I came so hard my first spray of cum went over my head, clearly visible from across the room by the dull glow of my laptop screen.
The grooming started the following morning.
I had a late uni lecture and was shovelling some cornflakes down my throat in the kitchen when Samantha walked into the room, fresh from the shower with nothing but a small towel tucked in at her breasts. Samantha is pretty hot: definitely a Milf in almost anyone's language. She's a runner with a lythe, tight frame, large breasts with a shapely arse and legs. She has startling blue eyes, long dark hair, with fine features.
Seeing my rather surprised look at her near nakedness, she smiled at me and simply said, "Oh I thought you had left already."
I recall tearing my eyes away and staring at my cornflakes while I mumbled something in return. Samantha, for her part, trotted across the kitchen and grabbed a curiously placed bottle of moisturiser.
Turning back to me she then asked if I would mind moisturising her back before I went to uni. Before I could say much, she turned her back on me and pulled the towel down, exposing her naked back. With an uncomfortable bulge growing in my pants, I stood and gently did as instructed, rubbing in the white cream into her smooth naked back. She then just walked away, leaving me to my rampant thoughts and uncomfortable situation.
The next event happened after her run a day or two later. I was bumming round watching TV when she returned from her run in her active wear. I tried not to watch her bottom as she walked past, but the memory of her near nakedness was playing on my mind almost constantly. To my surprise, after the shower turned off, she appeared again - this time in a G-string and bra. With a sly grin, she presented me with the moisturiser again and turned her back to me. With great care I again did my duty, before she turned around and very deliberately looked at the tent in my shorts as she thanked me. I felt mortified - just a horny late teen, who can't control his thoughts or his porn habit.
This teasing carried on for some time, making my porn addiction even worse than it already was, my mind constantly full of thoughts of sex and a desperate need to screw my mum. When we were alone, she would wear skimpier clothes than normal and stare at me, looking for any movement on my pants. She would suggestively announce her need to pee, and often left the shower door open when she cleaned up after her fitness routines. Not that I noticed, but several times as I jerked myself off, my stepmum was gazing on.
I was in my room, slowly masturbating to a video of a guy eating a woman's ass and drinking her squirt while another woman was fucking him with gusto. My dick was rock hard, and dripping with pent-up precum and spit.
I had no warning, just a sudden, "Do you need a hand with that?"
I just froze. My brain wanted to find some pants and turn off the porn at the same time, but it simply overloaded and shut down in embarrassment.
With horror, I felt her presence close behind me, and she slowly spun my gaming chair round so she could see me sitting there stark naked, my wet cock growing limp in my hand.
My eyes slowly and painfully moved up from my stepmum's panties, to her bra, and on to her beaming face. She gave me a smile, possibly a sinister smile in hindsight, and quietly said, "Let's take care of that. Then you will have to return the favour."
My heart was exploding in my chest as she got down on her knees and took my penis in her hand. It only took four pumps and I was rock hard again. When she took the head of dick softly in her mouth as she pumped it was all but over. I came hard in her mouth, and after swallowing the first blasts, she pulled away to watch my face as the remainder of my orgasm engulfed me.
With a deft move, she then took my arm and pulled me over to the bed.
Pushing me on to my back, she slipped out of her underwear and straddled my face.
My poor brain was too mortified and too horny to really cope with what was happening. Before I knew it, my stepmother's pussy was pressed against my mouth and she commanded, "Lick just there."
I did as I was instructed, tasting and smelling her musk as I liked her clit. All I could do was focus on trying to breathe and licking while my dick shrunk, dripping cum on my pale stomach.
Soon she asked me to start sucking as she forcefully shoved her pelvis into my face, pinning my lips painfully to my teeth. I'm not sure if she came then, but she slipped sideways off me, lay on her back, and pulled my head back towards her dripping snatch.
This time she grabbed the back of my head and moved my mouth from her clit to her dripping hole back and forth for several minutes. She then settled and forced me to focus on her clit, while she gasped, "Put two fingers in."
Yet again, I did as I was instructed, feeling the glorious softness of her I slid my fingers half way in.
Samantha grunted in satisfaction, then adjusted her pelvis so that my third finger pressed against her anus. Embarrassed, I was about to try and move it, when she again instructed me to put a finger in her.
Her asshole was wet from her pussy juices, so my finger began its journey more easily than I expected. Soon I was fingering her deeply, while sucking her clit as she ground my face. This time I felt the waves of her orgasm in her pussy. It tightened and released, spilling new fluids over my fingers while her breathing turned to gasps. She hung on to my head for a few more seconds and eventually let me go, allowing me to kneel by the bed. To my surprise, she slowly gasped, "That was a good start." Then with horror I watched as she slipped from the bed and went back to my computer, announcing on the way, "Let's see what we've got here."
My pornhub history was not a pretty sight, lots of ass eating, pee play, anal sex and so on. I was mortified, sitting there like a naught child as she scrolled through my pet perversions.
After what seemed like an eternity of humiliation, she got up and simply said, "Come with me."
She took my hand, and the two of us moved silently and naked through the house to the bathroom.
Smiling her devious smile she then said, "If you don't spill any, next time we can stay in your room."
Despite myself, the sight of my naked stepmum was stirring my cock, much to Samantha's undisguised amusement. She kissed me hard and deep, then pushed my head towards her groin once more.
My pathetic mind had begun to catch up but was still a whir of incomprehensible random thoughts: Mostly an overwhelming panic.
My mouth was again positioned over her slit, and without warning was flooded with her pee. Seeing me struggling, she stopped her flow and instructed me to swallow. I disparagingly drank down her salty urine, appreciating the fact it was quite mild to the taste.
I could feel my dick getting bigger by the second as Samantha flooded my mouth with more pee, again stopping as I tried to swallow.
Five times she followed the same process, sighing contentedly the final time. Then, holding my head where it was, she turned around and guided me to her bottom.
I looked up to see her lean forward against the vanity unit, presenting me with a view of her puckered pink hole.
Partly reluctantly, partly excitedly, I leaned in to lick her ass. She groaned as I tentatively put my tongue on her asshole and wriggled it round. It didn't taste as expected, just a vague bitterness without the sensation one would expect.
With her expert hand on my head I then licked back and forth, before she pulled me toward her, commanding me to enter her ass.
I pushed my tongue against her tight hole, surprised that something so soft could gain any entry.
I licked and probed while I felt her rub her clit.
My jaw and tongue were dying by the time she came again, but finally I was pushed back and allowed to breathe.
By now my dick was rock hard and I desperately wanted to fuck any hole she would let me, even if she was my dad's wife. However, with an amused grin, she just said, "Jerk off for me."
I stood for a second not moving, but she held my gaze and just repeated, "Jerk off for me."
Mortified, I grabbed my dick and pumped away, while my forty year old stepmum watched. The thoughts of what we had done and the sight of her naked body made it quick at least, and I shot a load right across the bathroom.
Smiling, she then just turned away and said, "I'll see you in the morning," leaving me to finish off and clean up on my own while wondering what the hell had just happened. The only thing I was sure was that things had just significantly changed, and possibly not for the better.
------X------
The weeks following my first sexual experience with my stepmum were tumultuous. She would tease me by walking through the house naked or just in her underwear, make suggestive comments in front of my friends, and often kiss me goodbye when I left for uni, rubbing my dick through my clothes as she did so, leaving me with a rock hard dripping cock as I staggered off to class.
She used me twice through this period, getting me to eat her out, finger fuck her, and either eat her ass or drink her piss, before she got me to masterbate while she watched.
Naturally my brain was a horny, sex obsessed mess. Every night I would have to watch porn and jerk myself off, just to get to sleep. On three occasions, she even managed to catch me in the process, and sat there and watched, saying nothing, as I came in front of my laptop like the sad sap I am.
One particular fine morning, Samantha informed me that we were heading off to the forest for a mountain bike ride. The thought of riding through the remote bush with just my stepmum filled me with longing, fear and confusion. I had no idea if this was just a bike ride, or something much more.
The trip to the forest was only forty minutes, but it was one of the most difficult forty minutes in my life. As soon as we had loaded up and pulled out of the driveway, she started rubbing my thigh. At each traffic light she would glance at me and move her hand higher under my baggy shorts, until she was gently rubbing my throbbing dick through my padded lycra shorts.
I could feel the chamois getting wet with pre-cum, and twice she had me on the brink of cumming in my shorts, before she backed off. She never once talked about what was happening, just rambled on about which routes to take and yapped on about work and how my uni was going.
To make matters worse, as soon we pulled up at the nearest forest access point, she made me jump out of the car to get the bikes down from the roof rack, my erection still in full bloom, visible even through the chamois and my baggy shorts.
Despite my humiliation, it only took a minute to get my gear on: riding shoes, helmet and gloves. To my surprise, another woman rode up as we were finishing and Samantha welcomed her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, as was her habit with good friends.
My poor brain was yet again thrown into turmoil. Clearly the day would not end up with me servicing my stepmum's needs somewhere deep in the forest as I had been expecting and the thought of carrying around my testosterone fueled dick all day filled me with horror- I needed to cum so badly it hurt.
The new arrival was probably also in her forties, but unlike Samantha, had artificial help to look younger. Her blond hair clearly came from a bottle, her breasts from a surgeon, and she wore makeup on what I suspected was her botoxed face - seriously, who wears makeup on an mtb ride.
Samantha introduced me to Lisa, who gave me a big smile and said, "He is a strapping lad. Built for more than just bike riding I suspect."
Looking between the two like a trapped monkey, I replied with the only thing that came to mind, "Please to meet you."
We set off at a good pace, and fortunately the ache in my groin subsided as we got on with the ride and I focused on the technical climbs and fast downhills.
I wasn't really thinking about it when I dropped my bike at the end of a long climb and headed into the bush for a pee. As the women pulled up behind me, I heard, "Where do you think you're going?"
I turned around and stammered, "I just need a pee," as a new feeling of dread washed over me.
Samantha's response confirmed the new realisation dawning in my foggy brain. "Let's not let that go to waste."
Between them, they pulled the three bikes into a small clearing deep in the bush, and then stood there watching me.
I was really ready for piss, so I undid the fly on my shorts and pulled the lycra down enough to free my now semi stiff cock.
"Not like that, honey." Samantha said. She then approached me from behind and pulled both my shorts and lycra down to my ankles
I stood there feeling like a two year old who needed help to use the toilet. However, nature eventually compelled me to complete the task, so I took my dick in my hand and began to pee, enjoying the relief despite the situation. To my surprise, Lisa addressed Samantha mid-flow and asked,"Can I hold it?"
Samantha's response was immediate, "Sure, do what you want."
I groaned internally as she got close behind me, pressed herself against my naked arse, and took my dick in her hand as I peed. She pointed it in the air, and moved out round like a fire hose, saying,"Fuck, cool," as she did so.
After I was finished, Samantha approached me, and put her hand on my head, pushing me down.
Knowing what was coming, I wasn't surprised when she said, "My turn."
She pulled down her own shorts and pulled my mouth to her sweaty, pungent pussy, then let her piss flow. I tried to drink it, but unlike our previous encounters, she just let her piss flow, choking me and ultimately spilling out of my mouth and down my front.
Despite feeling like I was drowning, I was very conscious of my naked arse, the unflattering feeling of my shorts still around my ankles, and my growing erection as I accepted my stepmum's piss.
I didn't have long to dwell on this as Samantha was soon finished, only to be replaced by a grinning Lisa. She at least had the decency to say, "I don't know if I can."
But she too pulled her shorts down to expose a bare pussy. Pulling me into her, she seemed to pause for some time. The waiting was awkward and seemed to last minutes, allowing me to wallow in my drenched, degrading state, but eventually her sour piss began to flow.
This time I only swallowed what I needed to in order to breathe, while I let the rest pour down my front soaking my shirt and my still exposed penis.
As she finished, she kept my face pressed to her pussy, and began to force me to lick her engorged clit.
Samantha's hands moved into my vision as she hugged Lisa from behind and cupped her breasts, massaging them firmly as she gazed into my eyes while I ate her friend out. To my surprise, Lisa then leaned back into Samantha and the two began to kiss passionately, making me groan as my dick almost exploded from the blood pumping through it.
Breaking for a breath, Lisa said, "Finger me," before she went back to snogging my stepmum.
Ripping a glove off, I pulled her shorts down further to allow Lisa to open her legs, and slipped two fingers straight into her wet pussy.
She came almost immediately, ramming herself against my face and groaning into Samantha's mouth as her hot wet tunnel contracted around my fingers and released her juices.
As soon as he was finished, she pushed me away, sending me sprawling backwards thanks to the shorts still restricting my ankles.
As I righted myself, I watched in awe as she turned around and gave Samantha a long passionate kiss. My poor dick stuck out like a log, visibly dripping pre-cum; but not sure what to do, I began to bend down to pull my shorts up.
I was interrupted by Samantha saying, "Do you think he deserves a treat?"
I looked back to see them both staring at me with grins on their faces. Inside my heart jumped as I thought I was finally going to be able to screw one of them. I didn't care who, I didn't care where, I just needed to cum.
Lisa approached me, but instead of kneeling down, or turning around or something, she moved around behind me as she had when I peed and took my dick in her hand.
She squeezed hard, and began to pump me back and forth. I could feel the heat of her breath on my neck, and her pussy pressed against my bare ass, but what really turned me on was looking at Samantha as she watched us with a leer. Lisa bagan taking into my ear, "You want to fuck her don't you? You want to fuck your stepmum.
"Do you want her in the pussy, or in her tight, hot, smelly arse?"
The orgasam hit me out of blue, my first shot exploding almost halfway across the clearing. From there I was lost for a bit and only really came to my senses when I sank to my knees on the ground as my orgasam dissipated.
I vaguely heard Lisa say something like, "Oh, he does have potential." However, by the time I looked up, they were both fully dressed, and fitting helmets to their heads.
I must have looked a right mess. While my technical t-shirt was built to wick moisture, it was obviously saturated with something other than sweat. My groin was also saturated with piss, and my poor dick was withdrawing like a turtle, still dribbling cum.
Staggering to my feet, I pulled my shorts up, only to find my chamois was also soaked with piss. While the others rode off, I pulled my shoes and my lycra shorts off, and redressed in just my riding shorts, packing my soaked inners in my backpack. Finally, after sorting myself out, I took off to catch up with the others.
The wet piss on me mingled with my sweat, and soon all I could smell was Lisa's pussy and piss over the scent of the forest. However, I considered myself lucky when I got to the bottom of the run and the women were heading to the cars. The run had been primarily downhill allowing me to hang off the back of the bike with my seat down, saving me from the friction of my shorts on my bare free flowing sensitive skin. However, if I had to ride further, I would have been in trouble.
I used the back of the technical shirt to try and wipe away some of the piss, and, with some relief, slipped into a spare t-shirt for the drive home.
As we reached the halfway point in our journey, Samantha asked me to turn off and follow a different path and we soon ended up pulling into a driveway behind Lisa's car.
This time my step mum had taken the conversation to sex as we drove. She had constantly teased me, asking things like, "Do you really want to fuck me? Where do you want to stick that dick? What about Lisa, do you want to screw Lisa too?" As a result I wasn't too surprised to be here, and even less surprised when Lisa told me to strip so she could wash my clothes.
I was left standing in a strange house, totally naked, while the other two had showers.
Eventually, Lisa came back and took me to the guest bathroom, where Samantha was just drying herself off. I gladly climbed into the shower, enjoying the warmth of the water as I rinsed off mud, sweat and piss.
The women, wrapped only in their towels, switched between watching me as I soaped and rinsed, and snogging each other. Despite feeling incredibly vulnerable, my erection rapidly returned, leaving me feeling even more self-conscious.
As soon as it was obvious my washing routine was finished, Samantha opened the glass door, forcing me to switch off the water. She then took my hand, and led me to the bedroom next door.
To my fascination, Lisa then appeared wearing a harness with a massive dildo sticking out from her groin.
Samantha gave her a simile, walked up to her, and they started kissing again as Samantha pumped the fake cock with her hand.
I was finally feeling like I was about to see something amazing, when Samantha turned to me and commanded, "Kneel on floor, and bend over the bed."
With a shocked mind totally devoid of thought, I did as instructed. This time Lisa spoke, "No, you need to have your hips right up against the bed."
I shuffled forwards, as Samantha climbed on the bed and positioned her groin under my face. Her towel had opened up, allowing me immediate access to her glistening, freshly washed pussy.
As I went eagerly to work, I was surprised by a cold sensation on my anus, followed by what was unmistakably a finger probing me. As I tried to pull my face back to protest, Samantha pulled me hard into her pussy, and Lisa said, "If you want to fuck us in the ass, you need to know what it's like first."
I was pretty powerless and had nowhere to go. My head was held firm, my hips pressed against the bed, meaning I just had to submit to the invasion.
Lisa took her time to enter me, which dragged out my nerves, but after a bit of discomfort, her finger slipped easily into my arse. I barely got to experience the sensation, as without warning, Samantha let a small squirt of piss go straight into my mouth. After almost choking on it, I eagerly swallowed the small offering as I felt Lisa's finger pull out of me, leaving my asshole feeling very wet and sensitive, and my rock hard dick tingling as it pressed against the bed.
Samantha again grabbed my hair and pulled me tightly to her pussy, just as I felt a massive object against my anus and my arse cheeks. This time I really gasped into Samantha's pussy as I felt pressure mount against my asshole.
To my horror, I felt the tip on the object partly enter me, until it hit my tight sphincter. It felt like my ass was being ripped apart, forcing me to pull my hips as far forward as possible and swear into Samantha's dripping wet pussy.
Lisa fortunately pulled back, giving me a second's relief and allowing me to catch my breath. As my ass was still recovering, she pushed forwards again, entering me further. In panic I bucked and cried out again, and Lisa pulled back.
I could feel my legs shaking as the process started again. This time she made it past the tight bit of my ass, just about ripping me apart in the process.
As Samantha continued to hold me tight against her pussy, Lisa began to fuck me, sliding slowly in and out of my ass, each thrust pushing further into me.
The feeling was indescribable, turning my body into a mess of oversensitive nerves. Weirdly I felt a sense of achievement just by getting it inside me, and I desperately wanted to take the whole thing, to feel it's balls hit my ass.
I managed to settle into a kind of rhythm, sucking and licking Samantha's clit when Lisa pulled back, and letting out an involuntary grunt as I pushed back all I could to meet Lisa's forward thrust.
It must have only taken ten or so attempts, but with an accompanying groan, I eventually felt the dildo's balls meet my ass.
I was lost from then. My whole world was Samantha's pussy, and my ass being ridden. The feeling of being fucked hard and having no control put me in the place of the women in the videos I watched: as close as I could be anyway. My mind, and body were cast into another realm.
I don't really know what caused it, but I came quickly. At first I thought I was involuntarily pissing as the cum leaked from me. The only stimulation on my dick was the bedspread, and it felt unlike any other orgasm I'd had: no build up, no pulses, just the ejection of fluid.
Lisa was the first to notice, saying, "Fuck, he's done already. I guess he really enjoyed that!"
She didn't get a response from Samantha, who was busy cumming herself.
Lisa obviously knew what she was doing, as she stopped pumping soon after. She waited a second, then pulled the fake penis from my ass.
All I recall after that is moving back with it, and collapsing onto my haunches then rolling on my side.
My whole body was shaking and overcome from stimulation, my mind a blur of hormones, shame and disbelief.
They left me lying there on the carpet, feeling used, lower than low and completely empty. My legs were shaky from the trauma and the ride, my poor brain a fug of post orgasmic confusion. Not sure what to do, I eventually took myself off to the bathroom and cleaned myself up. With some reluctance I then staggered out to find the women.
Following the sounds of their voices, I stumbled across them in the kitchen. Still wrapped in their towels, they were sipping beers, and both leering at my nakedness.
Samantha handed me a beer, smiled at me and sweetly murmured, "Drink it standing there so we can watch."
Feeling incredibly vulnerable, my ass still throbbing, I stood there in my naked glory and meekly did what I was told as the women chatted. Despite my depleted state, my penis began to slowly react to the women's glances, drawing some crude comments and questions regarding how much I enjoyed my anal experience.
Fortunately the sound of the dryer finishing its cycle interrupted the torment.
Lisa disappeared and eventually returned with my clean, still slightly damp clothes. She gave my semi stiff dick a few tugs as she handed me my clean clothes, and then stood back and watched as I dressed, finally hiding my nakedness.
With a grin Lisa said, "Thanks for coming round." She then handed Samantha the dildo and continued, "He's going to need more practice," the words left hanging in the air, part threat, part promise of torment yet to come.
------X------
To say I was bewildered would be a major understatement. The first night after the mountain bike ride and the resulting humiliation, I took the dildo out and stared at it blankly. There was no way I was going to voluntarily put that inside me, but I felt a huge sense of guilt at letting down both my stepmum, Samantha, and her friend, Lisa, and an unexpected breathlessness of excitement.
The previous afternoon after we had made it home from the bike ride, Samantha had just handed it to me with a grin and said, "Practice every night."
I had no idea what she meant, and even less idea what I was practising for.
The following morning I tried to creep out the door to uni, but bumped into Samantha on her way back from her morning run.
Right in the doorway, she gave me a sweaty, breathless open mouth kiss and rubbed my rapidly expanding dick through my jeans. Once I was hard as rock, she whispered in my ear, "Did you practice for Lisa?"
Mortified at having to acknowledge what I had or hadn't done to my arse, and at letting them both down, I just shook my head in silent response.
With her mouth pressed against my lips, she then murmured, "Well I guess we'll have to remedy that when you get back this afternoon. Make sure you're ready."
She then gave my arse a gentle squeeze, kissed me again, and pushed me out the door.
I may as well not have bothered going to lecturers. My mind was totally taken up with what could lie in store for me when I got home. I was so nervous I spent the day planning and strategising and eventually decided to visit a pharmacy for a syringe and some lube.
I have never been so mortified than having to front up at the counter to the attractive sales associate with what could only be products to prepare for anal.
I then spent a good half hour locked in a disabled toilet rinsing out my ass, pushing out water until it ran clear. I then applied a small amount of lube and headed off home.
As I walked up the drive, the lube made my ass feel weird, wet and slippery, but reminded me what could be in store for me, turning me on and terrifying me. However, when I snuck through the front door, I was confronted by Samantha sitting on the couch drinking wine with another woman sitting beside her chatting animatedly.
As a feeling of relief and disappointment flooded me, I noticed the dildo stuck to the end of the kitchen counter, hanging lewdly right in front of them. Beneath the dildo were some carefully folded towels to make kneeling on the kitchen tiles easier and no doubt catch any stray fluids.
My heart sank to the pit of my stomach as I realised I was the floor show for these two maniacs.
Embracing every ounce of dignity I still owned, I decided to walk right past them and pretend not to notice the phallic object.
Apparently reading my mind, Samantha rose from the couch and wrapped her arms around me, kissing me passionately while grinding her hips against my rapidly growing erection. She then pulled her head back, and with her lips a millimetre from mine whispered, "Time to show us just what a naughty boy you are. You never know, one of us may just let you fuck us." The, "Fuck," was deliberately drawn out and emphasised, jolting me to the core.
Without further encouragement, she deftly pulled off my t-shirt and began caressing my chest as she kissed me violently. I was so focused on meeting her oral assault, I barely felt her unbuttoning my jeans and tug them down with my boxers until I felt the cooler air on my ass.
As she continued to suck my tongue and violently probe my mouth, I was surprised to feel her hand slip between my ass cheeks. With a combination of horror and longing I felt her slide a finger into my clean, lubed arse.
With a sigh of surprise she immediately pulled away from me and proudly stated, "What a good boy. You did come prepared for us."
For the first time I became conscious of the other woman again, and very aware of my embarrassing state. There I was, basically naked, with my rock hard dick sticking out, and my jeans and underpants around my knees.
With a surprisingly perfunctory voice, Samantha then asked the new comer, "Do you want to undress him and help him fuck the dick, or shall we just watch?"
With her gaze switching from my stiff cock to my mortified face, she replied, "Oh, let's just watch. For now."
Smiling, Samantha turned and started a video going on a laptop I hadn't noticed before. It was sitting on the floor, right in front of where I would have to kneel, and was now playing what was clearly 50 minutes of anal compilation. Sauntering back to the couch and grabbing her wine, she quietly said, "Time to show us what you can do."
My poor dick was now turtling, like it was trying to disappear into my body. However, feeling awkward, humiliated and distressingly excited, I kicked off my shoes and pulled my jeans off one foot at a time.
Staring at the obscene dick, the video, and the two women, I moved over to the kitchen counter and knelt with my arse to it. I glanced at the two women sipping their wine once more, then decided it would be easier to stare at the floor.
With my head down in embarrassment, I then backed up to the dildo and positioned it against my anus, ready for total humiliation and a bit of pain.
My plan to try and forgot about the women was immediately thwarted, as Samantha then commanded, "Look at us while you fuck that big dick."
I lifted my head and pushed back, feeling the dick enter my arsehole surprisingly easily until it hit my sphincter. Glancing at a woman getting pounded by a strapon double the size of the one I was working, I pushed harder, only for it to feel like I was being ripped in two which catapulted me forwards.
Samantha's voice re-entered my world, "Keep going, fuck it like those girls do."
With a shaky breath I started again, feeling it part me, enter, and hit the muscular block. This time I felt it go slightly deeper until I couldn't take it. With slightly more control, I moved forward and started again, Samantha's encouragement ringing in my ears.
The fourth or fifth time, it slid past my sphincter, surprisingly deep into my ass. Again I pulled forward, and -as instructed by Samantha - I rode it back and forth, each time going deeper until I could feel it's balls hit my ass.
By this time my erection had returned, and a small pool of precum was beginning to form on the ground between my legs. With Samantha's command, I began to ride it faster while the pressure built in my aching penis.
Grinning, Samantha slipped off the couch and stood in front of me, fortunately stopping my solo dildo pumping.
Lifting my chin up, she then softly said, "Slide it right in."
I did as she said, while she pulled her summer dress over her head and quickly slid down her knickers, leaving her beautiful body naked except for her bra.
With the dildo just about rupturing my colon, I then began to lick and suck her wet clit. As normal, Samantha's hands were on my head, guiding me and forcing my mouth hard against her.
I heard her cum really fast, her breathing turning ragged and a the occasional, "Fuck," escaping from her.
She pushed my head back when she was finished, and proudly muttered, "Fuck, you are starting to get good at that."
Samantha then turned to other woman, who still remained nameless, and said, "I think he needs milking, do you want to do the honours."
With a bit of a giggle, New said, "Sure."
I felt like such a sap as she knelt beside me. There I was on all fours, totally naked, a huge dildo stuck up my arse, my stepmum's juices on my face, with my dick sticking down like a log, dripping precum like a tap.
The new woman reached down and with about 10 pumps, I came like a train. The pressure in my arse as my muscles tried to contract was ecstatic agony, forcing me to jack knife forward to get the penis out of me.
I found myself on my side in the foetal position, curled up on the floor, the nerves through my body tingling from what felt like a thousand volts of electricity.
The new woman was laughing, saying, "Oops, I think I broke him."
Samantha laughed in reply, and muttered, "He'll be fine and riding it again in a couple of minutes."
In my exhausted state I thought there was no way that would happen. However, the porn in front of me, and the fact Samantha was now making out with another woman soon had my attention once more.
Picking myself up, I moved to position the dildo in my arse once again. To my surprise, the new woman took control of the dildo and positioned it for me, then guided my hips backwards. She continued to watch me fuck the dildo up close for a few minutes, then also slipped out of her clothes.
When she moved in front of me, I dutifully wrapped my mouth around her pussy and started to lick and suck her snatch.
I saw Samantha move alongside her and reach behind her hips. The new woman then sucked in a sharp breath as at least one of Samantha's fingers entered her wet hole. I could hear Samantha's finger side in and out in rhythm with New's hips grinding into my face.
To my horror, Samantha then said, "Piss in his mouth now. It'll drive you wild, and he'll drink it all."
I got the impression New was more interested in cumming, but after a couple of seconds, she pushed my face back a centimetre.
I sat there with the dildo in my arse, gazing at her pussy, then quickly glancing at her flushed face concentrating hard, and then sideways to a grinning Samantha, before starting the process again. It seemed to take minutes until a trickle of urine pushed through her puffy pussy lips.
With no hesitation, I moved to drink what I could, and Samantha pushed my open mouth into her mound.
A steady stream soon squirted into my mouth, almost choking me. However, I was determined to stick with it, and sucked and licked her to please Samantha.
I could pretty much tell when Samantha was about to cum now, but this new woman took me by surprise, jamming her pussy into my mouth almost as she pushed out a squirt of pee. She also sounded different to Samantha, just groaning as her body responded to our attention.
She took a while to enjoy the experience, but soon pushed my head back and took a step backwards herself. She then continued to pee, part of her liquid hitting my defenceless face, much to Samantha's delight.
As she finished, she whimpered, "Fuck. Sorry. I just couldn't stop after that."
Samantha simply laughed, and replied, "You're not finished are you?"
With a grin, she turned to Samantha and said, "I could do with that dick inside me."
Samantha grinned at us both, turned New around and began to kiss her passionately. From my vantage point, all I could really see was New's bottom, but I pretty much knew Samantha was rubbing her clit as they kissed, and possibly New was doing the same in return. What I knew for sure was my erection was returning, encouraged by the anal stimulation and the mental image of what was happening in front of me.
My heart was hammering in my chest when New finally knelt down right in front of me, and slowly backed her naked arse into my groin. As I was reaching down to line my dick up with dripping wet pussy, Samantha took me in hand and did it for me. I, meanwhile, placed my hands on her hips ready to ride her for all I was worth.
I felt the tip of penis part her pussy lips, and Samantha moved it around until it opened up her hole. To my surprise, New then just slammed herself back and took it deep into her, pushing me right back into the dildo at the same time.
She then proceeded to ride the length of my dick, sliding slowly forward, then slamming herself back on me like a wild horse, each time sending a jolt of pain deep into my colon.
Just as I felt I couldn't take any more, Samantha put her hand on New's hips and held her forwards. She then took my hand and brought my finger to my lips. After I dutifully sucked it, she moved it to New's anal, a little peek of pink peeping out her large round brown rim.
I ran my finger around her slightly sticky, rough pink little hole, then Samantha brought it to my face making me suck it. The process repeated, this time with Samantha holding my finger and sliding the tip inside her arsehole where I worked it around.
Samantha again brought it to my mouth and told me to suck it and get it wet. This time I did the repeat journey on my own, pushing my finger up to the first knuckle into her tight arse. I then repeated the process time and again until my finger was buried in her wet hole and my mouth was full of the taste of her arse.
By now, New was whimpering and trying to ride me again, but it soon became apparent I couldn't keep my finger in her and let her ride my dick as she wanted.
To my surprise, Samantha moved my hand away and pushed her own finger deep into New's arsehole. She then reached between New's legs and began rubbing her clit, her fingers touching my dick as it slid in and out of New's wet cunt.
To my relief, New came quickly or I would have lost my load inside her, which I assumed was still against the rules. I felt her pussy contract, and the wetness release deep inside her as she grunted in ecstasy. In a few seconds, New collapsed forward on the floor, and softly muttered, "Fuck!"
Samantha laughed again, and knelt beside me. She then took my wet dick in her hand and started to pump. The fact she was using the same hand that had a finger up New's arsehole seconds ago, and my dick was wet with New's juices, put my horny brain into overdrive, making me cum before Samantha was tired of the arm exercise.
Once again, I was forced to throw myself forwards as my arse tried to contract around the dildo. I don't recall even feeling myself squirting out cum thanks to the intensity of the discomfort in my arse, but I found myself in heap on the floor at the women's feet.
After looking at me for a minute, Samantha just said, "You can clean up the mess now, but leave your clothes off."
I was mortified as I got on my hands and knees and began using the towels to mop up the piss and various other juices. I could only imagine what my arse must look like to the woman as they got dressed, and lewdly commented on my body like a pair of teenagers.
I spent the rest of the afternoon locked in my room, wondering how on earth I could face my dad and Samantha again over dinner. It was awkward when the time came, and when Samantha -who was acting totally normally- mentioned I was quiet, I just muttered, "Oh, I'm just tired I guess."
Samantha found this comment quite amusing, but I was truly shocked when she added at the end of the meal, "Oh, I hope you're not too tired tomorrow.
Lisa asked if she could borrow you for an hour or two to clean up her pool area. I'm sure she'll give you something for it."
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Sleep was impossible the night after my experience with Samantha - my stepmum - and her unnamed friend.
I lay awake playing back how pathetic I must have looked to them, riding a big dildo while they used me as they wanted. The fact I had been so turned on and humiliated at the same time had no doubt amused the two women, but it still confused the hell out of me.
In between my bouts of angst, the recollection of entering Samantha's friend while Samantha fingered her arsehole took me from deep lows to horny highs.
It must have been about 3 in the morning when my addled brain turned itself to Samantha's comment over dinner. Something along the lines of, "Can you go around to Lisa's place and help her with some gardening? I'm sure she'll give you something for it."
Lisa was the woman who only a short time ago had first used the dildo on me after a particularly kinky mountain bike ride. However, whenever Samantha had lent me to other women she had been there as well, providing me with a level of probably misplaced comfort; this time it sounded like I would be on my own, or even worse, Lisa may have a friend she wanted me to please.
I had no idea what Lisa was capable of, or what her boundaries were, so I lay there all morning pondering what would need to happen to make me run, and what the consequences would be at home if I did.
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Being the pathetically obedient sap I am, I dutifully arrived at Lisa's bang on 9.30, my heart hammering in my chest and my legs feeling heavy with anticipation as I approached the front door and tentatively knocked.
Lisa answered the door, and, with a smile, immediately stepped back to allow me to enter. She looked quite stunning in a plastic kind of way, dressed in what could have been very brief activewear or underware accentuating her rather too firm breasts.
The instant I was through the door she shut it behind me and gave me a big embrace as I moved alongside her.
The close contact against her near naked body immediately began to arouse me, and she pushed her pelvis into mine as she felt me respond. We stayed like that for several seconds, the smell of her hair and pressure of her body causing my single minded dick to grow to its fullest.
It felt weirdly normal as she pulled her head slightly back and our lips met. We were soon kissing passionately, our tongues probing each other's mouths while our pelvises ground urgently together.
By the time Lisa pulled breathlessly away from the embrace my reservations had vanished to be replaced by raging hornyness.
To my surprise, she took my hand and led me to a nearby couch. As soon as we were both seated, we were at it like two teenagers. Unable to resist the flow of sex, seconds after we started kissing again I slid my hand over the smoothness of her lycra clad breast.
Receiving a grunt of encouragement, I continued to play with her, feeling her nipple growing erect through the tight fabric. To be honest, I was surprised she had any sensation due to silicone implants, but I confess to know nothing about such things.
As I slipped my fingers under her sports bra, Lisa sat forward, allowing me to pull it over her head and expose her large firm breasts. I had a second to admire them, appreciating the lightest pink areolas I had ever seen, before she encouraged me down to her nipples.
It was pretty obvious she was already horny, so I just went straight in for her nipple, sucking on one side while I toyed with the other between my finger and thumb.
I continued to perform my version of a blow-job on her breasts, sucking as much into my mouth as I could and letting it slide out again till I held her nipple between my teeth, all the while licking her nipple and listening to her moaning.
With some reluctance, I eventually let go of her nipple and slowly moved my hand down to her crotch. Rather than letting me feel her beneath her active wear, Lisa lifted her hips off the couch, encouraging me to slip her shorts off.
The job required me to sit back and use two hands, allowing me to see her trimmed landing strip and pink lips being slowly revealed.
As I finished pulling her tight shorts off her feet, Lisa reached forwards and yanked my t-shirt over my head. I was left kneeling in front of her, her legs spread before me, her pussy gleaming like a beacon between her legs.
With a nervous sigh, I placed a hand on her left knee, and began to kiss my way from her right knee up the inside of her smooth, shapely thigh.
As I homed in on her wet lips and began to smell her sex, Lisa slipped her hips forwards past the edge of the couch, allowing me better access to her.
I began my assault on her wet pussy by slowly licking from her perineum up towards the top of her lips and back again.
Lisa lifted her hips towards me with a groan, promoting me to put my hands under her ass and lick round her puckered anus then up to her clit, taking my time to explore her hole as deeply as I could on the way.
My exploration carried on like this for several minutes, until she wriggled her arse sideways, moving my fingers closer to her. I immediately took the hint and slid two fingers into her pussy, and one into her tight arse, while I sucked and licked her clit.
Pretty soon, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth hard against her, forcing my teeth against my lips as I struggled for breath. Fortunately the wave of an orgasm washed over her seconds later, her vigania contracting strongly around my fingers and her breathing becoming a desperate panting as she came.
Seconds later, with a shaky, 'Fuck'n hell,' she pushed me away and pulled her hips back from my probing fingers. She took a couple deep breaths while she regained some composure and then slid forwards again, this time pulling my mouth towards her dripping wet hole.
With her clear guidance on my head, she got me to lick her right around her slit instead of inside it, forcing me to lick up her wetness. I quickly got into the groove, moving from her perineum up the left side of her slit and down the right.
However, it eventually became apparent that I was losing the battle to clean her up as her juices flowed further down towards anus every circuit I took. Consequently, I was less than surprised when she pushed me away and over on to my back on the floor.
Lisa then slipped my shorts off and wrapped her hand around my dick. Within five extactatic pumps I was fully erect and she expertly mounted me, slipping my aching cock deep into her.
Rather than pumping up and down, she lent forward, arched her hips slightly back, and began sliding back and forth.
I could feel her arse hole pressing slightly painfully into my balls as she slid forwards, and my dick was almost snapped as she slid back with an ever faster and forceful rhythm.
Despite my concern that I would soon end up in serious pain, it wasn't long before I was muttering, "I'm going cum," expecting her to stop.
Instead, all I got was a breathless, "No. Not yet,"
as she kept riding me, staring into my face from so close I could feel her breathing as I tried desperately to hold back my orgasm.
With the pressure building to a painful breaking point, I groaned loudly, "I can't hold it."
I vaguely felt her pussy contract and saw the waves of pleasure cross her face as I came, not really sure or caring if I was still inside her or not. My pent up ejaculation erupted from me so hard it hurt and it felt like I was releasing a bucket full cum as my world shrunk to the overwhelming sensation of pleasure and pain engulfing my dick as I released shot after shot.
When the ejaculation eventually died down, I noticed Lisa gazing into my eyes with a grin as the post orgasm bliss washed over me.
She then leaned in and kissed me until the world came back fully into focus. Then, without warning or ceremony, she stood up and announced, "I'm going to cool down in the shower. You can wear your undies, but I want to see your body as you work. There's sunscreen and a pruning saw on the kitchen bench. Just trim off the dead palm leaves and tidy the gardens up."
With a grin she added, "I'll organise a treat for you afterwards."
I just sat there exhausted and stunned as I watched her naked arse walk away from me. With a shake off the head, I pulled myself together, scrambled to my feet and finally noticed the state of my groin which was soaked with both our fluids. Not wanting to get it all over my undies, I grabbed a paper towel and cleaned up as best I could. I then climbed into my briefs and liberally sunscreened myself.
I found the saw and a pair of gardening gloves, and tentatively headed outside feeling exposed, humiliated and still horny.
Fortunately, Lisa's pool area was very private, so, losing my inhibitions, I got to work, all the while wondering what the hell I was still doing here working in my underwear.
It must have been a good half an hour later when I noticed Lisa sitting in her outdoor dining area, gazing at me from a chair. Unsurprisingly, she was only clad in a red and black bikini, or underwear, I couldn't tell from that distance.
As soon as she realised she had caught my eye, she raised a full glass of juice in my general direction with a questioning look. I tottled over, feeling like an exhibit in a strip show.
As I took the glass from her and skulled it down, I wasn't too surprised to feel her rubbing my semi flacid dick through my underwear, even though I nearly choked at her first touch.
Once the drink was drained I just stood there with my dick rapidly growing from her attention, with no idea what the hell to do. I was rooted to the spot, holding my empty glass as she rubbed me and stared at me with a wicked smile.
After I was fully hard and precum was starting to show though my underwear, she stopped and whispered, "Hurry up. I can't wait to give you your treat."
I was so horny I wanted her right there and then, but with a deep breath I set off to get back to work.
It only took me another twenty minutes to complete the tidy up. Unfortunately, by then I needed a pee. I pulled off the gloves and tried to quickly slip past Lisa but she stopped me by demanding, "Where do you think you're off to?"
With an inward groan, I simply replied, "I just need to use the toilet, I'll be right back."
Lisa immediately jumped up with a smile and said, "Oh do you need a pee pee?"
The kinky stop on our mountain bike ride was flying through my confused and horny head, leaving me wondering where this would end up.
Sure enough she slid over to me and with a deft move pulled my underwear down to my knees. Taking me in her hand, she knelt down beside me and looked at me expectantly.
Feeling incredibly vulnerable, I took a deep breath and tried to pee. It took a second or two for a slow stream to leak out, but it eventually grew into a full powered pee which erupted from me in a bit of a shower due to the earlier sex.
Lisa was ecstatic at this and happily played her fingers through the splattering edge of my pee. As I finished, she stood up and held up her wet fingers up to me, clearly expecting me to lick them. Seeing no other option, I slowly licked each one whilst maintaining direct eye contact with my obsession and tormenter.
I wasn't at all surprised when she then put her hand on my head and pushed me down in front of her. Accepting my fate, I waited until she pulled her panties aside and then began suckling her piss hole and clit.
After what felt like minutes, I sensed her urethra pulsing before an initial burst of pee flowed into my mouth and I swallowed it easily, not really even tasting it on the way down. Pretty soon however, her flow increased and I had to just let it flow out of my mouth and down my body where I could feel its warmth on my chest and stomach and flowing into my pubes and off my dick and balls.
Even after her flow finished, she kept her hand on the top of my head guiding me, ensuring I kept licking her dripping wet snatch until she grabbed me and forced my mouth against her again as she came for the third time that day.
Once she was finished, she pushed me backwards with a loud, "Fuck." After a couple of deep breaths, she held out her hand and guided me to an outdoor shower I hadn't noticed before.
She cranked on the tap and pushed me under the still cold stream, proudly saying, "Let's get my piss off you, and all that sweat too."
She stood back and watched as I let the water cascade off my naked body, leaving me once again feeling like an animal at the zoo. After she had an eyeful, she moved forwards to join me and gently rubbed the water into my groin, making sure I was hard or well rinsed. She then freed her magnificent breasts and pulled in close for a passionate kiss.
We stayed under the water for quite some time, our bodies grinding together as I alternatively switched from kissing her to sucking her erect nipples.
I was dying for something more when she eventually pulled her mouth away from mine and breathlessly whispered with her lips lightly brushing mine, "I hope you're almost ready for your reward," and pushed my head down. However, I wasn't expecting her to turn around as I knelt, presenting her firm arse to me. I was even more surprised when she lent forwards to display a shiny metal ball where her arsehole should be. Not knowing what to do, I licked around the metal ball, exploring the tightness of it against her skin.
From her moans I gathered I was on the right track, so kept going until she murmured, "Pull it out."
I pulled my mouth away and reached up to grab the ball, but she belatedly commanded, "With your mouth."
Quietly swearing to myself, I lent back in and grabbed the ball with my teeth. Surprisingly it took quite a bit of pressure to begin to remove the plug. As it released, I did my best to slow the exit of the tapered end, for which I received more groans of pleasure.
Once it was fully out, she turned around and took it from me, spun it around, and with a smile offered the tapered end for me to suck on.
With a deep breath, I took the end that had been buried in her arse for who knew how long in my mouth. Fortunately it only tasted of lube, but surprisingly it filled up my mouth so much I almost choked.
With another smile, she offered me her hand to help me up, then led me inside and up her stairs.
The plug took up so much of my mouth I wasn't able to swallow as I followed pathetically along. As a result I was dribbling saliva down my chin and precum from my rigid cock as I went, much to Lisa's delight.
To add to my humiliation, she teased me by seductively moving her naked arse side to side and repeating versions of, "I bet you want to cum in my arse. Even if I tell Samantha and she molests you with that giant dildo, or worse. Just imagine dumping your load deep inside my tight arse."
By the time we entered her bedroom I was a dribbling mess which she found amusing as she turned around and regarded me with a lecherous grin. She left me standing at the end of the bed and grabbed something from the night stand, then positioned her arse just off the edge of the bed. Before laying back, she beckoned my face to her groin with a wiggle of her finger.
Putting her feet on my shoulders, she pushed me down as she lifted her hips, leaving me facing her shaved pussy and exposed arsehole.
She then turned on a small vibrator and began running up and down her slit, leaving me one target for my mouth and tongue.
With an inward sigh, I moved in and kissed her puckered arse. With moans of encouragement, and her feet digging into my shoulders erging me on, I began to get into it, licking and kissing her, and eventually working my tongue into her tight arsehole.
The sight of her working her wet slit right in front of my eyes was like the most intense porn movie ever and despite having to fight the pressure from her hips and feet I was soon fit to burst and desperate to enter any hole she offered. Not wanting to let her down, I kept licking and probing even as my mouth and tongue were starting to get to the point of hurting, until her breathing finally became ragged and she came hard, droplets of her fluids running from her pussy down her perineum in front of me.
I kept my tongue firmly wedged in her arse until she took the vibrator away from her pussy and regained some composure.
Breathlessly, she whimpered, "Fucking hell," as she again guided me on what to do. With her hand on my head, she encouraged me to lick the wetness from her arse to her wet pussy, and around her wet lips. It was abundantly clear that this was to be a much softer offering, so I gently licked, taking the time to taste each part of her.
To my surprise, she gently guided me to her clit, and I could tell by her breathing she was gearing up for another orgasm. Before she got there, she pushed my head back and loudly stated, "Fuck you've been a good boy. It's time for your treat, I want to watch you as cum deep in my arse."
My dick was a rigid dripping mess as I knelt and positioned her hips higher so I could enter her.
Lisa dutifully pulled her knees apart and back, exposing her pussy and arse to me.
Just about bursting, I placed my dick against her puckered anal and gently pushed. To my horror, I sunk deep into her with minimal effort, but either she enjoyed the pain, or the but plug had stretched her enough for it not to matter.
I switched my gaze from her groin to her face as I pulled back and then drove deeper into her. As I pulled back once again, she switch her vibrator on and began to work on her clit while she stared into my eyes and panted, "Fuck my arse. Cum in me."
Despite not being in an ideal position, I soon managed to push my entire length into her and develop a rhythm, my hips slapping into her bottom with every thrust.
It didn't take long for me to reach bursting point, and after holding in my load as long as I could, I exploded into her while her words of encouragement rang in my ears, and her eyes held mine.
Life refocused after I dropped my sixth pulse of cum deep inside her, but she kept riding me while she worked her vibrator. I could feel my erection starting to subside as my cum squelched around my dick, out her arse, and over my trimmed pubes. I didn't feel her orgasim as I tried to keep inside her, but from the look on her face, the change from panting to not breathing and the fact she quickly removed the vibrator from her over worked clit I guess she did.
She immediately swung her legs down while once again muttering, "Fucking hell," forcing my semirigid cock out of her sloppy arse.
Grinning somewhat evilly at me, she added, "I'll tell Samantha to go easy on you for cumming in my arse if you can be here at 10 tomorrow. I need a bit of water blasting done, and a few other bits and pieces."
In a postorgasmic bliss, I just nodded in reply, not really thinking about it all.
Grinning, she then dismissed me, stating, "Your clothes are downstairs. Thanks for all the cleaning you've done today."
I staggered naked downstairs in a bit of a delirium and retrieved my clothes. My underpants were by the shower and unwearable, so I slid my shorts over my still wet and sticky crotch and numbly headed to my car.
The drive back home passed in a bit of blur as I debated what to say to Samantha. Giving up, I tried to sneak through the front door, desperately hoping she wouldn't be home. However, as I entered the lounge beside the kitchen, she was sitting on the couch wearing a brief and colourful summer dress, sipping some sort of drink.
My mouth suddenly felt dry and I noticed I could still taste Lisa, and smelt strongly of sex. I tried to mutter a brief, "Hello," with the aim of just sauntering past, but that was never going to fly.
I was stopped by an insistent, "How was Lisa. You'll have to tell me all about it."
The internal monologue I'd had with myself on the journey home flew through my head. Like a guilty suspect, I decided to tell all, assuming she would find out anyway.
I told her about the cunnigless on the couch, Lisa fucking me on the floor, and working outside in my underwear. As I got to the point of explaining the outdoor shower, Samantha interrupted me, asking me to remove my shorts.
To be honest, I was beyond caring. She had clearly been able to see my erection growing as I recounted each and every act, and she now stared at my rigid cock with a half grin, no doubt noticing the dried up excretions covering me.
Once again feeling like an exhibit at the zoo, I reluctantly recounted the water and piss showers, the anal plug, staggering up the stairs with Lisa's plug in mouth, eating her arse, and finally cumming in her.
As my story stumbled to its conclusion, she beckoned me to her and thrust her hips forwards on the couch, revealing her naked, damp pussy.
Without needing further instructions, I knelt before her and licked her very wet pussy until she came for me.
Ignoring my now very rigid dick, she immediately dismissed me, simply stating, "You know the rules. I'll have to reflect on your punishment overnight."
In a state of sheer horniness, I stumbled off to the shower and jerked myself off. Then, unable to shut down my charging brain, I took to the forest for a ride, pondering what the day before me may hold.
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