Update 05
My arms couldn't support me anymore as I collapsed forward, headfirst into the back of the couch. Completely undaunted, Bill followed me down. He now had a third finger in my pussy and I was feeling delightfully stretched. He pulled his face out and I felt a finger from his other hand begin probing my back door. My body was no longer mine to control and the slutty demon that had possessed me had taken over. I reached back and lewdly pulled my cheeks apart to allow him better access. His finger slowly sunk into my ass and I moaned but it sounded more like a snarl. He began pumping his finger in and out of me as though fucking my ass with a skinny cock. Even though I was feeling stretched and full I wanted more. There was no way I could hold a conversation right now but I only needed one word. I turned my head back towards him and growled.
"More."
Bill began applying pressure with a second finger against my ass and the slut demon knew exactly what to do. My ass relaxed and stretched wider as his second finger slid in beside the first. I moaned again and when he started to fuck me with both hands it was like my head exploded. I was squealing in ecstasy as cum squirted from my pussy and ran down my thighs. My asshole was gripping and pulling at Bill's fingers like it was trying to suck them further in. There were all kinds of wet squelching sounds mixed in with my moans and then everything went blank.
I had felt ecstasy before. I had reached what I thought was the dizzying heights of sexual satisfaction before, but this...this was something else. Never before had I been fucked senseless. Never had I cum so hard that I lost consciousness before. I didn't even think it was a possibility. The French call an orgasm "La petite mort" which translates to "The little death". This was the first time I truly understood what they meant by that.
I was a quivering, leaking, gaping mess, draped like a cloth over the seat of the couch. I felt empty where Bill's fingers had been. I was also a bit tender but not in a bad way. I had that well fucked, ridden hard and put away wet feeling. I loved that feeling because it meant I had been the absolute centre of somebodies attention.
With great difficulty, I moved my head so I could see where Bill was and found him sitting next to me with a proud grin on his face.
"Are you okay?"
The only response I could manage was a gurgling purring sound. Bill chuckled at my response.
"That good was it?"
"Mmm oh yeah."
I managed to respond without drooling.
"Ready for some more?"
"I'll try but I am very tender now."
I could see the look of resignation on his face. He would never hurt me and I knew he was going to forgo his own pleasure so as not to hurt me.
"It's okay, I'll wait until next time."
I wasn't having any of it. I wanted him to get off and I wanted to be the one to get him off. I summoned the strength to get up and sit on the couch. And got him to stand up. I could see his cock straining against his jeans and a small wet patch where his pre-cum had seeped through the material. There was no way I was finishing this night without tasting his cum.
"You have made my other two fuck holes happy, time to fill the third."
I felt so slutty saying that but fuck it turned me on being his dirty slut. He unzipped his pants and when his cock sprung free there was a long dribble of pre-cum hanging from it. I scooped it up with my fingers and used it to start fisting his cock as I took the head into my mouth. The taste was divine and I was salivating thinking about his cum in my mouth. I used every skill I had in my arsenal and he was moaning and thrusting as he fucked my face. I felt certain he would cum quickly but he held off until my jaw was aching.
He pulled out for a moment to give me a rest and I looked down at myself. Pre-cum and spit had leaked out of my mouth and off Bills balls and was coating my chest. That gave me a new idea. I sat up a bit further, took Bill's cock in my hand and placed it between my tits. I then squeezed them together and looked up into his face.
"I want you to fuck my tits and coat me with your cum. Make a filthy cum-covered slut out of me."
He didn't need to be told twice and began fucking my tits. I leaned forward and licked his cock as it appeared at the top of my cleavage. I added some spit to help lubricate things and he moaned that he was getting closer. He reached down and began squeezing them together tighter which had the added benefit of freeing my hands.
I reached between his legs and cupped his balls gently as he thrust away and that made him moan some more. My fingers were all wet and slippery with a mixture of our juices and when I discovered his puckered asshole I simply applied a little pressure. My finger slid in deep and the animalistic moan he gave told me he liked it. Seconds later I felt his ass squeezing around my finger rhythmically as he grunted and coated my face and tits with his cum. He cried out and shot again as I massaged his prostate. He grabbed my head and I immediately opened my mouth for him as he pushed his still squirting cock in deep. I couldn't believe how much cum he was producing but I loved every second of it as it shot down my throat, coated my tongue, face and chest.
Finally, it was all over and I gently slid my finger back out of him. I watched as his cock twitched again and one last dribble of cum oozed out the end. I immediately licked it up and swallowed it down. Bill was smiling down at me.
"You are such a beautiful mess right now. I wish you could see how sexy you are from my perspective right at this moment."
I looked down at myself and could see cum all over me. I could feel it on my face too and I knew I looked like I had just blown three or four men. Hmm, there's a fun thought. Bill helped me to stand up and I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. The person standing there though was not who I expected to see. I always saw myself as a little frumpy and well, middle-aged. The person staring back at me from the mirror was a smug, satisfied sex goddess. The kitty who got the cream. I liked who I saw there. I liked her a lot.
Chapter Eleven.
The next month went on pretty much the same way. I would wake up in the morning with Bill in my bed and more often than not we would start the day making love. I don't think Bill had been back to his own bed since the night Shane left.
Shane had called a couple of times and was the person who broke the news to us that the university had devised a way to have the students back on campus and expected them there at the beginning of the following week. We knew it was going to come to an end but we were both bummed about it. We sat down and had a long talk about what our expectations and plans were and it went better than I expected to be honest.
We both agreed that it was unrealistic to expect each other to go celibate for each other and we knew we couldn't have a normal relationship. I certainly wasn't about to sell up everything and close my business so I could move hours away. Besides, reality dictated that Bill find a girl his age and start a family of his own. That was the normal thing to do and what society expected. That didn't mean he couldn't fuck his mum silly when he came to visit though and it didn't mean we couldn't play over skype.
There was no way known I was going to sit in my house and wait for him to come home two or three times a year to receive my quota of cock either. I had discovered my slutty inner demon and I was planning on putting her to good use. I love cock and I love cum and there was just no way I wasn't going to try a healthy selection now that I was a free agent.
Speaking of which, there was a lot of back and forth between David's solicitor and mine over the following months but the upshot of it was that David had a choice. He could fight me and we would have to sell the house. If that happened then he would have to pay back half of what he had earned for our whole relationship minus what I had taken from his hidden account as well as half of his superannuation, and face charges for tax evasion, which had to do with his other identity. Or he could sign the house over to me, forget about the money from the account and move on. I honestly thought he was going to fight me for a while but in the end, his solicitor made him see sense. His last words to me were "Go to hell bitch." Which considering my inner slut demon and the things I had done in the last few months, that would be a distinct possibility if I believed in these things.
The boys were continuing to get along like a house on fire and we started a game between us all. We took it in turns to dare each other to do certain things and provide proof for each other. For example, Shane dared me to spend the day at work in a short skirt and no panties. Part of the dare was I had to flash one customer. That was a lot of fun and that poor man was beading sweat by the time he left the shop.
I dared Bill to go live with me on skype as he and Shane both fucked a girl they brought home. Mmm did he deliver on that one but what he didn't know was that I had dared Shane to lick or suck Bill's cock during this event. The girl, Bill, Shane and I all came a lot that night.
Bill dared me to go out and get thoroughly fucked by as many cocks as I could in one night then come home and show him my holes filled with sticky cum.
But these are all stories for another time. Right now I'm off to meet up with an old school friend. She was always a party girl and loved to shock everyone by saying she was "try sexual", you know, try anything once. I want to find out if that's still true.
"More."
Bill began applying pressure with a second finger against my ass and the slut demon knew exactly what to do. My ass relaxed and stretched wider as his second finger slid in beside the first. I moaned again and when he started to fuck me with both hands it was like my head exploded. I was squealing in ecstasy as cum squirted from my pussy and ran down my thighs. My asshole was gripping and pulling at Bill's fingers like it was trying to suck them further in. There were all kinds of wet squelching sounds mixed in with my moans and then everything went blank.
I had felt ecstasy before. I had reached what I thought was the dizzying heights of sexual satisfaction before, but this...this was something else. Never before had I been fucked senseless. Never had I cum so hard that I lost consciousness before. I didn't even think it was a possibility. The French call an orgasm "La petite mort" which translates to "The little death". This was the first time I truly understood what they meant by that.
I was a quivering, leaking, gaping mess, draped like a cloth over the seat of the couch. I felt empty where Bill's fingers had been. I was also a bit tender but not in a bad way. I had that well fucked, ridden hard and put away wet feeling. I loved that feeling because it meant I had been the absolute centre of somebodies attention.
With great difficulty, I moved my head so I could see where Bill was and found him sitting next to me with a proud grin on his face.
"Are you okay?"
The only response I could manage was a gurgling purring sound. Bill chuckled at my response.
"That good was it?"
"Mmm oh yeah."
I managed to respond without drooling.
"Ready for some more?"
"I'll try but I am very tender now."
I could see the look of resignation on his face. He would never hurt me and I knew he was going to forgo his own pleasure so as not to hurt me.
"It's okay, I'll wait until next time."
I wasn't having any of it. I wanted him to get off and I wanted to be the one to get him off. I summoned the strength to get up and sit on the couch. And got him to stand up. I could see his cock straining against his jeans and a small wet patch where his pre-cum had seeped through the material. There was no way I was finishing this night without tasting his cum.
"You have made my other two fuck holes happy, time to fill the third."
I felt so slutty saying that but fuck it turned me on being his dirty slut. He unzipped his pants and when his cock sprung free there was a long dribble of pre-cum hanging from it. I scooped it up with my fingers and used it to start fisting his cock as I took the head into my mouth. The taste was divine and I was salivating thinking about his cum in my mouth. I used every skill I had in my arsenal and he was moaning and thrusting as he fucked my face. I felt certain he would cum quickly but he held off until my jaw was aching.
He pulled out for a moment to give me a rest and I looked down at myself. Pre-cum and spit had leaked out of my mouth and off Bills balls and was coating my chest. That gave me a new idea. I sat up a bit further, took Bill's cock in my hand and placed it between my tits. I then squeezed them together and looked up into his face.
"I want you to fuck my tits and coat me with your cum. Make a filthy cum-covered slut out of me."
He didn't need to be told twice and began fucking my tits. I leaned forward and licked his cock as it appeared at the top of my cleavage. I added some spit to help lubricate things and he moaned that he was getting closer. He reached down and began squeezing them together tighter which had the added benefit of freeing my hands.
I reached between his legs and cupped his balls gently as he thrust away and that made him moan some more. My fingers were all wet and slippery with a mixture of our juices and when I discovered his puckered asshole I simply applied a little pressure. My finger slid in deep and the animalistic moan he gave told me he liked it. Seconds later I felt his ass squeezing around my finger rhythmically as he grunted and coated my face and tits with his cum. He cried out and shot again as I massaged his prostate. He grabbed my head and I immediately opened my mouth for him as he pushed his still squirting cock in deep. I couldn't believe how much cum he was producing but I loved every second of it as it shot down my throat, coated my tongue, face and chest.
Finally, it was all over and I gently slid my finger back out of him. I watched as his cock twitched again and one last dribble of cum oozed out the end. I immediately licked it up and swallowed it down. Bill was smiling down at me.
"You are such a beautiful mess right now. I wish you could see how sexy you are from my perspective right at this moment."
I looked down at myself and could see cum all over me. I could feel it on my face too and I knew I looked like I had just blown three or four men. Hmm, there's a fun thought. Bill helped me to stand up and I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. The person standing there though was not who I expected to see. I always saw myself as a little frumpy and well, middle-aged. The person staring back at me from the mirror was a smug, satisfied sex goddess. The kitty who got the cream. I liked who I saw there. I liked her a lot.
Chapter Eleven.
The next month went on pretty much the same way. I would wake up in the morning with Bill in my bed and more often than not we would start the day making love. I don't think Bill had been back to his own bed since the night Shane left.
Shane had called a couple of times and was the person who broke the news to us that the university had devised a way to have the students back on campus and expected them there at the beginning of the following week. We knew it was going to come to an end but we were both bummed about it. We sat down and had a long talk about what our expectations and plans were and it went better than I expected to be honest.
We both agreed that it was unrealistic to expect each other to go celibate for each other and we knew we couldn't have a normal relationship. I certainly wasn't about to sell up everything and close my business so I could move hours away. Besides, reality dictated that Bill find a girl his age and start a family of his own. That was the normal thing to do and what society expected. That didn't mean he couldn't fuck his mum silly when he came to visit though and it didn't mean we couldn't play over skype.
There was no way known I was going to sit in my house and wait for him to come home two or three times a year to receive my quota of cock either. I had discovered my slutty inner demon and I was planning on putting her to good use. I love cock and I love cum and there was just no way I wasn't going to try a healthy selection now that I was a free agent.
Speaking of which, there was a lot of back and forth between David's solicitor and mine over the following months but the upshot of it was that David had a choice. He could fight me and we would have to sell the house. If that happened then he would have to pay back half of what he had earned for our whole relationship minus what I had taken from his hidden account as well as half of his superannuation, and face charges for tax evasion, which had to do with his other identity. Or he could sign the house over to me, forget about the money from the account and move on. I honestly thought he was going to fight me for a while but in the end, his solicitor made him see sense. His last words to me were "Go to hell bitch." Which considering my inner slut demon and the things I had done in the last few months, that would be a distinct possibility if I believed in these things.
The boys were continuing to get along like a house on fire and we started a game between us all. We took it in turns to dare each other to do certain things and provide proof for each other. For example, Shane dared me to spend the day at work in a short skirt and no panties. Part of the dare was I had to flash one customer. That was a lot of fun and that poor man was beading sweat by the time he left the shop.
I dared Bill to go live with me on skype as he and Shane both fucked a girl they brought home. Mmm did he deliver on that one but what he didn't know was that I had dared Shane to lick or suck Bill's cock during this event. The girl, Bill, Shane and I all came a lot that night.
Bill dared me to go out and get thoroughly fucked by as many cocks as I could in one night then come home and show him my holes filled with sticky cum.
But these are all stories for another time. Right now I'm off to meet up with an old school friend. She was always a party girl and loved to shock everyone by saying she was "try sexual", you know, try anything once. I want to find out if that's still true.
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