niteowluk2003
01-19-2022, 02:29 AM
Clearly a miss-match.
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The Scenario.
Although being somewhat happily married for 15 years, now with no children to worry about, things should have been hunky dory for George and Esther. But if the truth was known, there had always been something missing in their relationship. George a typical Geordie, which meant he loved football, alcohol, and sex and not necessarily in that order. Esther meanwhile was not a mail order bride, but she was from the Philippines her outlook on life was money, sex, and family strictly in that order.
They met in later life with George being 60 years old and Esther hardly a spring chicken at 58 years of age. Everyone thought it would never last but at least they had the decency not to discuss it in the couple’s presence.
After a three-year courtship, George announced to his friends and colleagues that they had decided to get wed. only the closest of friends got to know the real story, Esther was now staying in England illegally as her visa had run out. Roy knew that this meant if they could convince the home office that the marriage was genuine then Esther could achieve a status of right to remain, if not she could be deported
Apparently, all attempts to make George see sense fell on deaf ears, and at the right time they were wed. the home office did however want to scrutinize the relationship and deferred on granting indefinite right to remain for three years. During these three years, Roy was to learn one unguarded truth, Esther ruled with iron pants, if it was not her way then her legs remained closed. Roy knew this did not bother George as much as Esther hoped it would, because whilst they were separated each week from Monday to Friday, George was free to trawl through the internets’ vast amounts of porn. Only on the two nights they were together did he have to hide this aspect of his life.
Chapter one.
Roy’s relationship to George.
Roy belonged to an adults’ club called Candy Apple, it was a place where likeminded liberated couples could meet and swap partners or if a single male, they could join in in group sessions by invitation only.
It would be fair to say that Roy was a natural hit at these soiree’s because he was able to read a person’s disposition and he was dominant enough to overpower those who thought they could function as a Dominant person even though they were not, His dominance and imagination made these soiree’s rather special for those in attendance.
Roy at the time was Married to Sarah, and George was in a newish relationship with a girl called Claire. They duly met at a soiree party hosted in Essex, England and both Roy and George hit it off immediately because they were both northers. As they chatted George confessed, he would like to see Claire making out with another couple and if Sarah were willing, he would love that couple to be Roy and his wife. Roy new Sarah would not only be interested but would be delighted to add another couple to her extensive list of conquests. Roy learned around this time that George could have a few clever ideas but inevitably lacked the dominant factor needed to push the idea through.
Well to be honest it was pretty rushed at the soiree, but outside in the early morning air, it was agreed that George and Claire should follow Roy and Sarah home and see what developed. Twenty minutes later George parked his car behind Roy’s, and they quietly slipped inside Roy and Sarah’s home. Whilst the two ladies made some coffee, Roy and George chatted, Roy confirmed that both George and Claire were Submissive and had enjoyed a few sessions where a dominant male had controlled the pair for entire weekends occasionally. George confirmed the information Roy had gleaned at the soiree, now George almost begged Roy to put Claire through her paces and he hoped Sarah would do the same for him. He was disappointed to learn that far from being dominant, Sarah was also submissive around Roy.
George suggested that if Roy could be dominant then it would break the ice for Claire. Roy smiled and then said, “but George old boy, I have been dominant since I was sixteen years of age!” he then told George to watch. When the girls arrived back, Roy could already sense George’s excitement rising. Just then the girls entered the living room, Roy looked at Claire and without taking his eyes off her he said, “George, I know you want to show off to the ladies, so stand up and face into the corner there, he said whilst pointing and quickly remove all your clothes, if I have to repeat this command to you, or you delay in beginning my instructions, it will cost you six spanks. I will decide who will give them and where!” Without so much as a seconds, hesitation, George stood up and faced tightly into the corner and instantly began undressing. Sarah looked at Roy as if to ask what was going on? Roy simply said, “Do not say a word or you will find yourself out in the garden tied to the rose tree and you know you love those thorns reminding who is king in this home. Our little ladyboy here is under my control until he leaves this house and depending on how he behaves he may be driving Across London stark naked whilst I keep his clothes here!”
Then Roy spoke sternly to Claire and told her that she could either help George by doing as she was told, or she could hinder him and face a remarkably similar fate, would you like to drive across London with your Fucking tits hanging out, a remarkably similar ordeal indeed tailored to your desires!
Claire’s face was an absolute picture, best described as a typical rabbit caught in the headlights. “Oh, by the Way, Sarah, as it has been some months now since you were under my control, you too can count upon receiving a just punishment if you interfere of refuse my commands!” Roy informed them. “You may not need to travel across London, but Waterloo bridge and back is a great naked rat run.” Sarah suddenly looked very sheepish and began to stare at the floor.
“Well, Madam George, as you are naked now, before you turn around, maybe you should rub up the old ‘P’ works before you stand with your feet apart and your hands behind your head!” Roy demanded. George blushed as Sarah saw for the first time his semi hard cock. “Sarah, my little cock whore does not look so surprised, what did you expect to see, George with a fucking cunt, now undress Claire and then yourself and be quick about it!” there was a flurry of activity as Sarah began undressing Claire. “Sarah, Stop,” boomed Roy as now Claire only had three items of clothing to go. “Sarah, now get your self-undressed but leave on your panties, bra and stockings, just like Claire is currently wearing. Claire come here and kneel in front of your master!” Roy interjected.
Claire shot George a look of disgust but knew better than to refuse or delay her duty. Once Sarah and Claire were similarly dressed, Roy ordered Sarah to fetch a spare bra, two pairs of socks, one pair of crotchless panties and a pair of stockings from their bedroom. Roy laughed, may as well impeccably dress you up similar to these two slut bitches, he said to George. Once Sarah was back, George was ordered to put on the stockings, crotchless panties and bra before padding the bra out with the two pairs of socks. Roy then said, “I fancy a little game, No, well tough shit because we are going to play anyhow. You three can have three lives each but beware each lost life costs. Here are your lost life forfeits, George your lost lives will be as follows, one life lost n you get a rough hand job by whoever I choose.” Roy announced.
“Two lives lost, and your boy-pussy will be stuffed full; of what I will decide and by whom is also my choice. Lose all three lives and you will be taken into the rose bushes and be butt fucked with a small lemonade bottle while having your arse whipped by a rose wood cane. The butt fucking and rose cane whipping will be delivered by my choice, with whatever vibrator I decide will be used.” Roy boasted.
“Claire, you may think that as a lady here as our guest for the first time, things would be easier on you, Rubbish; you will be treated just as harshly as George but maybe not as harshly as Sarah, who knows my way of thinking. One lost life, you will have Sarah sticking a hairbrush up your cunt whilst George licks or rather rims your arse!” Roy announced. “Two lives lost, and you will be tied to the fence posts out in my back garden and then have nettles whipping your nipples and clitoris.” Roy added.
“Three, lost live and well, I don’t want to entice you into deliberately answering incorrectly, but I promise you a flushing experience and one that will stink with you a long time, but do not try to scat the job.” Roy prosed.
“Sarah, for losing one life, someone will be using at least four fingers to fist fuck your pussy, whilst someone else will piss on your face.” Roy delighted in informing her. “Two lost lives and you will face being lid in that nettle patch just outside our back garden, and as you know it is right beside the path so 30 mins there should calm your ardor.” Roy tittered as he watched the look on Sarah’s face. “Three lost lives and it really would be a shame, I have a tool in the shed which they say can open up just about anything, so your arse or cunt should be no problem and just in case you think that’s easy on you, after opening up your hole, I think you should be able to pose as a vase for some roses for say an hour or so!” Roy proposed.
Roy announced. “I do not tolerate cheating, so any attempt to crib from each other or risky trips to the loo to search internet for the answers will double your punishment and automatically lose all three lives. Understood.” Then Roy sounded serious again as he said, “I won’t ask if you agree because you have no alternative but to agree.” The questions requiring your response will be given by me and then I will ask you in turn to answer and after all three of you have answered all your questions, I will tell you the correct answers, my decision if final! So do not fall foul of me by challenging my authority!”
“Question one, mental agility, here I have eleven matches spelling the word ‘NINE,’ your task is to remove seven matches and leave nineteen remaining?” “Who wants to try first! Roy asked. George responded, “Surely that’s impossible!” Sarah next spoke, “I think it is a trick, so I would break all but three of the matches in half!” Claire stood and studied the problem before declaring that she was stumped. Taking the first vertical Match and crossing over the first slanted match, I then took out of the puzzle the second vertical match and repeated the same with the next letter N before removing the final five matches which made the E, this left XIX roman numerals for nineteen.
“Question two, I want you each to write your name on this piece of paper!” Roy demanded. Sarah went first and wrote ‘Sarah Masters’ then Claire wrote ‘Claire Simmons’ and final George (Thinking the other two could not possibly be wrong.) wrote ‘George Warren’ Roy smiled and said, “all three of you are wrong, what did I ask you to write?” George quickly answered, “you said write your name!” “Correct, so you should have written **WRITE YOUR NAME**! Should you not…”
“Finally, your real fool proof question is!” gestured Roy, “There is a frog, dead in the Centre of a 3m pond, if the maximum a frog can jump is 0.9m, how many jumps would it take for the frog to exit the pond?
“Easy!” declared George, “it would take a minimum of four jumps!” “No, I think the answer is 3.4m is the minimum distance so I would say 3.5 jumps!” stated Sarah. Claire giggled and then said, “I have a feeling the answer is zero!”
“At last, someone has deduced a correct answer but, will not say why her answer is zero!” announced Roy. “Claire is correct, but the answer and reason I was looking for is as dead frogs cannot jump the answer must be zero. The question stated a frog dead in the center of a 3m pond!”
“Right George scored three wrong answers, Sarah scored three wrong answers, and Claire scored two wrong answers and half a right answer. So, George has to receive three punishments, Sarah has to receive three punishments, whilst Claire has to receive two punishments. Claire you can now choose to lose all three of your clothing and thus have to do one punishment or she can decide to remain as she is, losing two of her clothes but have to endure two punishments!” Roy explained.
Just then the door opened, and a head popped around the door, “Hi… Wow what is going on here, Roy?” asked the elderly gentleman. “Oh, Hi Ray, oh just a private get together….! by the way, this is my neighbor Ray Fidlgy.” Ray entered the room and after really ogling the females present, he spluttered, “Sorry Roy, nearly forgot the reason I called. Are you going to be around for most of the week-end as Gabriel has some parcels due and we wondered if you could take a couple of parcels in for me?”
“Yes, Ray I am around and would be happy to help, just put a note in your door pane suggesting any parcels not small enough to fit the letterbox should come here!” Just as Ray turned to leave, he paused and said, “I wish I could stay and enjoy your party though!”
Immediately after Ray’s exit, Roy explained Ray was my neighbor and Gabriel was his female lodger, he then turned and said, “Right let us get this sorted! Claire, when we begin, you can take the vibrator in your handbag and whilst Claire hand Jerks George’s cock, you will fuck his boy cunt. This will begin when I say GO and end when I say STOP.”
Everyone nodded and suddenly Roy said “Go!” Sarah gripped Roy’s cock in what he would have been classed as a death grip and she began jerking the life out of the semi hard cock. Meanwhile an embarrassed Claire pulled out of her handbag, I thick black dildo waving it in the air, she meekly asked, “do you think this may be a tad thick for a virgin anal chute!” Roy looked at the dildo and then at George before shaking his head, “without a word being spoken, he said, “Give it him with great force and pleasure!”
George grimaced as Claire delighted in fucking his arse, but soon thought better of her zeal when Roy stated, “I think it only fair that after you fucked his arse, Sarah should fuck your arse with the same dildo and then George can fuck Sarah’s arse with it.” Whilst George was being fucked by the black cock, Roy nipped out to the bathroom and brought back some wet wipes, saying “cannot be too careful about spreading any diseases.”
Whilst Claire fucked George’s arse, and Sarah gripped George’s cock so tight, Roy eased his fingers in Claire’s cunt and thumbed her clitoris. “Now normally I would make you beg to be allowed to cum, but tonight I will not enforce this!” Roy declared. Roy then whispered something into Claire’s ear, and she excitedly agreed instantly. “George kneels down!” Roy demanded. “Sarah, you kneel before George!” he added. “Sarah, without using your hands, suck George’s cock and keep sucking it until he cums but do not swallow it.” Roy continued.
Then Claire, asked to be excused from the fun and made out she was heading to the bathroom. Five minutes later she re-entered the living room and laid out a make-up blanket onto the coffee table. For the next ten minutes, George had his face made up to look like a female drag queen, whilst all the time trying to ensure the black cock shaped vibrator did not fall from his boy-pussy. When Claire had finished with the make-up, George was allowed to remove the vibrator and clean it. Sarah then went to kiss George but instead of a straight-forward, French kiss, she spat George’s own spunk into the back of his mouth. Roy then demanded he swallow it.
Now George began to press the vibrator into Sarah’s arse and from there he fucked her as hard as he could, Sarah was gasping as George finally left the vibrator wedged into her arse. Claire then had to lick Sarah’s body from her nipples to her clit, whilst the now baby faced slut ladyboy had to tie a shoe-lace tightly around his balls. I was clear that Claire would have made a great trainee, but it was not to be. I will explain later in this chapter. When Roy decided enough was enough, he called a halt and now Sarah cleaned the vibrator with the wet wipes and handed it to Roy. “Why are you giving that to me, it has to go into Claire’s arse, but first I want to borrow a pen!” Roy declared. With pen in hand, he then wrote in large letters across Sarah’s stomach, free fuck in my cunt to anyone who can make me squirm. Although Roy was good friends with Ray and Gabriel, he knew that Sarah disliked Black people, so he declared, “Maybe, I should fetch Ray and Gabby. Ray could fuck his black cock into Sarah’s Tight arsehole whilst I fuck and toy with Gabrielle.”
Sarah shot Roy a killing look, whilst Roy explained, “My ever loving slut of a wife, hates Black people and the thought of having a black cock inside her is enough to start World War three, Gabrielle whilst not in a relationship with Ray, is heavily pregnant and I bet her tits by now will have almost doubled in size, swollen with milk. Would not it be an absolute whizz to make the pregnant harlot get down on all fours and then attach some bell jars to her nipples and expel the air causing the nipples to extend and the milk to flow like a river.
I would love to make each of you drink a glass full of warm human milk, obtained from her, in front of your very own eye; whilst I fist fucked her to orgasm. I can tell you that as soon as the baby is born, Gabrielle and Ray have agreed to her remaining here as my house guest whilst Sarah here would go the other way and clean Ray’s house from top to bottom, wearing nothing but a smile. Ray would be allowed to punish Sarah for shoddy work but would not be allowed to cum up her possible fertile cunt.
Everyone turned to look at a blushing Sarah, Ray could fuck Sarah’s mouth or arse, as often as he wanted. Still, that is for the future. Now Sarah eased the cock head into Claire’s arse, but then she deviated away from what was planned by making Claire bend over and George then had to bite the shaft of the rubber cock and use his teeth to fuck his girlfriend. I have admit that normally these soiree’s hosted by us, let me in to planning the fun for other’s and missing the fun myself. This time I was going to make sure I got my fair share.
Taking Claire’s hand and pulling her into the center, of the room I had her lay on her back on a sturdy coffee table and then had Sarah sit on her face. Whilst George wanked His cock towards the unification of their bodies. I moved myself into position and slid my seven and a half inch cock, almost fully into her cunt. At the last minute I withdrew my cock until only its purple head was resting against his teeth. Then with one fast accurate push, I slammed my cock into her cunt. Several more of these thrusts happened before Sarah managed to cum.
As mentioned earlier, George and Claire did not stay together, Claire took George to a family wedding and after the service she slipped out back and away into the wild blue yonder with a guy; he was the perfect likeness to her dad and even took the spare cash that was in the glove box in the car. Despite trying unsuccessfully to contact her, he did see her once more at my own private birthday party where I finally got to fuck her with great vigor.
Chapter Two. A brief history of George.
It was six weeks after Claire attended that wedding that she turned up at our house with Ray of all people. Luckily, George was out of the area on behalf of his firm. I could only imagine the hurt and piss taken out of him, losing any girl in those circumstances but even more when the guy that led her away was now not interested in her any situation. Claire began to explain, “Hi Roy, thank you for the opportunity to explain what happened between George and me. I must admit that I am now left feeling like a real cunt and also a total fool.” She continued, “After we left here; six weeks ago; we started to argue. Silly thing is I cannot remember now what we were arguing about. I was still so mad with George, when we were at the church, that when a member of the wedding party’s family offered me a lift to the reception, I accepted it.”
Claire continued further, “George then chose to go sit at another table, making me look bad and so when Jeremy asked if he could take me home, I said yes. Silly thing is that Jeremy and George are as different as chalk and cheese! George had always been considerate and mad sure I was happy before doing anything and that includes daft things like shopping.” Claire now looked at the floor and would not make eye contact. “Jeremy took me to his house and er...” Claire hesitated, “Well basically he raped me!”
Without demanding she look me in the eyes, I gently raised her face in line with mine. “Do you want me to be honest with you, Claire?” Roy asked. “By all means, I know you are close friends with George, but I trust you to tell it like it is!” Claire replied. “If want sympathy, girl; you have backed a non-runner, you have just told me a pack of lies! George came straight back here after the wedding reception and his version is totally different from yours.” Roy said indignantly. “The truth is you have a father complex, the guy you left the church with, may well have been called Jeremy, but he was a real dead-ringer for your own father. Any sexual act that occurred, was either instigated or continued with your blessing. I suspect that Jeremy just added another notch to his bedpost.” Roy continued.
“Now he has sampled your cunt and maybe arse, he no longer is interested in you. Before you go any further, do not test my patience with phony tears. Now Jeremy has dumped you, you want George back, until the next time you fancy some other prick.” Roy continued angrily. “Not once, have you considered how George was feeling, you did not care that he was humiliated at the wedding, had his love stamped on and ruined. You are too late, though God knows I wish it were not so! George has another woman, and she is hell bent on marrying him.” Roy informed her.
“Oh Roy, you know George best, please tell him I am sorry, and I would like the chance to make it up to him.” Claire blurted as the tears appeared to begin. “I told you your tears are not needed and have no effect on me!” Roy countered. “Let us see how sorry you really are, shall we!” Roy paused and watched Claire’s facial expression turn from sad to happy without giving away a smile. Roy counted slowly under his breath and when he reached twenty, he said, “I will say this only once, so do not test me, failure to follow my instructions leads straight to the front door, do not let it hit you on the way out!”
“Claire, you know me, and Ray, this other gentleman here is Stuart, his details do not matter at the moment! Right, remove all of your clothing, here in front of us all.” Roy demanded. “Remember Claire I have two witnesses that anything that happens is not sexual assault or rape. So are you going to obey me or are you going to fuck off!”
Suddenly Claire began to undress, off came her topcoat, which she handed to Stuart. He folded it and placed it on the seat beside him. Next off came he skirt, she seemed to feel relieved that she had chosen clean underwear that morning. Stuart folded the skirt and placed it on top of her coat. Claire was just about to stick her thumbs into the waist band of those panties; “Claire, panties last, go knows who taught you about being a submissive slut!” Roy said.
Claire froze, her mind kept hitting the buffers, with ‘Submissive slut’ but her hands continued in their quest to disrobe her body. Soon her blouse joined the other clothes and now with only bra, panties, and stoking remaining, she hesitated, surely this had gone far enough to prove she was sorry! “I am waiting.” Ray said. Then Claire reached behind herself and unclasped the bra catch, she gulped and then let the bra slide down her arms to her wrists at which point she handed them over to Stuart. It was Stuart’ turn to gasp, Claire’s nipples were incredible. About a quarter of an inch thick, surrounded by dark circle about 2.5 inches across. The nipple seemed to defy gravity as it stood firm and erect.
Roy tapped his foot, Claire immediately grabbed hold of Ray’s arm for balance and once Ray had took hold of her torso, she shed the stockings in quick succession. Now with only panties to go, she had hoped Roy would take pity on her and let her off, or at least one of the other two men would step in and demand Roy stops this now. Neither happened and when Roy tapped his foot again, Claire knew there was no one going to save her.
Then Claire hooked her thumbs into the panty’s waist band level with her hip bone and she closed her eyes as she pushed the panties down. Roy suddenly gripped her hands and she sprung open her eyes. Roy said, “Pull them back up!” he insisted. Claire smiled as she pulled them up and even said, “thank you!” “Do not thank me yet, I told you to pull them up not to save your blushes but for you to keep your eyes open as you lower them again.” Roy Declared. This time Claire Kept her eye open focusing on Roy’s face. As Stuart picked up the fallen article, he was just about to fold them and place them on top of the pile of clothes.
“Give them here, Stuart” Roy demanded. As he took them, he smiled as he watched Claire’s face. Then he slowly brought them up to his nose and smelt them. The look of shock horror on Claire’s face. “Look at this, you two;” Roy said, “I detect a slight trace of Esau-de-Toilet, there is also a delightful bouquet of horny slut, if I am not mistaken!” Roy teased. “I will have to try to find the source of such a heavy aroma. Do you not think so? Guys. “Then Roy knelt in front of Claire and pushed his head close to her cunt, “Yeah, it is possibly cumming from here!” he said as he pushed his right index finger towards her cunt. The fingertip found her clitoris, he rubbed it back and forth a little and the smelt his finger. “Yeah, that’s the source alright but just to be sure, Stuart you smell her panties and then help me trace it’s source!” Roy demanded. He then spun Claire around and shoved his face hard against the crack of her arse.
As Stuart sniffed at the panties, Roy took the opportunity to bring his right hand around her hips and with pinpoint accuracy he rubbed the same index finger over her clitoris. Needless to say, his finger soon became slippery and as he pulled the finger slowly back, he could see the spreading arch of gossamer like strands reflecting the sun light between finger and somewhere just inside her puffy cunt lips. Soon Claire was trapped between Stuart’s probing tongue and Roy’s similar probing tongue from behind Claire. Ray was not idle either for his bright pink tongue, enhanced by his deep dark brown skin, soon was probing Claire’s mouth as his hands now Kneaded and pulled on her nipples.
It was Stuart who was first to sink his cock into Claire’s fully ripened slick cunt, Ray could not wait to join in, so he pressed open her arse cheeks and guided his thick but short cock up against her tightly closed anal muscle. Ray kept pressing his cock home and slowly but surely, His plum colored cock head began to force itself past her sphincter muscle. The harder he pushed the louder the groan escaping Claire’s gagging mouth. Ray had no option but to stop her groan becoming a scream, he pressed his tongue against the lips of her mouth. Claire had no option but open her mouth to the firm pressure of Ray’s tongue. As he kissed her, his tongue sword fenced against her tonsils.
Realizing that Claire was about cum properly, Roy called out stop and all three of them immediately stepped back, watching as they did so as Claire’s nearly climax dispersed. The last almost incoherent word spoken by Claire was “Bastard!” That word was directed towards Roy, he stepped forward and taking her nearest nipple between his thumb and forefinger he began squeezing it hard and said, “I am a bastard because I deny you a climax, so what does that make you for humiliating an older man in front of round 100 people.” Claire suddenly realized Roy had a point, “Roy, if George would agree to see me, I promise I would make it right with him!” she said. “Make it right with him, make it right, how the fuck are you going replace his pride and take away the ridicule you put him through!” declared Roy. “If I were to drag you though a major shopping mall, as you are now, that still would not make it right!” he added.
Roy phoned George, “hello George, It’s Roy. I have a special person here with me, she wants to apologize and try to make it right with you! Should I put her on the phone?” Roy said, “Ok George, calm down before you blow a gasket!” Turning to Claire Roy said, “do you want to know what George said, the true unblemished truth?” Claire nodded her head, before lowering her eyes to the floor. “He `says, go pox yourself and then take your fucking worthless body to the Cess pit where it belongs! Oh yes and he added I have met the woman I intend to marry; her name is Esther.” Roy recalled.
Chapter three. The seeds are sown!
Roy did manage to tip the balance back in George’s favor he managed to hold onto the base of trust we were developing. Ray finally got to fuck four women in one night, whilst this was energetic activity it had been planned for months, an added bonus included that Claire after Ray fucked each woman, had to suck his cock clean and as extra penance, she had to drink fresh hot piss from the ladies concerned. That was after licking out all his cum from a freshly fucked cunt.
At Roy’s insistence, George did meet Claire again, Roy served as peacemaker on the Wednesday evening, knowing that Esther would be busy doing her day job so to speak. On Sunday night’s through to Friday Night, Esther worked as a housekeeper. (Which was a live in, position but George was not allowed to stay with her.) Meeting Claire on the Wednesday night with Roy left some positive actions which were taken.
Wednesday night, 6pm; Roy and Claire turned up at George’s front door, but Roy detected some subterfuge as upon arrival Claire said, “who lives here?” when Roy replied, “George Does, why?” No George lives in the room about the Café!” Claire replied. When the door opened and George was standing there, Roy asked, “George, where do you normally meet with Claire?” George suddenly looked straight at Roy and then diverted his eyes towards the ground. “I, erm” started George, “I, erm. Oh, I suppose I better explain!” Almost stammered George. “I only called Claire when I was staying at my mate’s David’s, place. So, she only ever saw me there.”
Roy stepped forward and said quietly, “This is not Finished, George!” the tone used made sure that George knew there was trouble on its way towards him. “Well step aside, George, it is not nice to keep friends stood out in this chilly night air!” All of a sudden, George moved to the side and Roy, plus Claire walked past him. Inside the room, which was very moderately furnished, A single bed looking like it had seen better days greeted. you on the opposite wall to the door. An old Armchair that looked like it had resident mice, was put in the left corner as you looked the bed from the foot of it. Halfway down the wall on the right, stood a makeshift table made from Pallets.
On top of this was a video player and television, both of which looked cheap and nasty and must have been begged, borrowed, or stolen from the council refuse tip. The floor was the only respectable area of the room and that was because; the floorboards had been stripped, stained, and then heat sealed with the effect that not only did the wood resemble dark cherry planks, but the sealer added that natural half gloss sheen.
“George, strip off!” ordered Roy. “Master, can I ask why?” George challenged with a tremor in his voice.
“George, you know better than to challenge orders of your betters!” Roy barked, “Now I am going to count to five, one will get two spanks, two become four spanks, but three becomes 9, 4 become twelve and five becomes twenty spanks. The number before you begin to undress counts.” Added Roy. “1” he called out aloud, “2” came quickly afterwards. Now George began to unbutton his shirt! “Very well Then George it is to be 4 spanks, I thin would be appropriate for Claire to deliver your punishment, when the time come!” Roy added mysteriously.
Once George was naked, “Claire, you to must undress!” Roy commanded. Quickly Claire skipped out f her clothe and stood as taught by Roy. Her feet were eighteen inches apart, her knees slightly bent outward forcing her cunt to appear much more forward and then her arms were folded behind her back with her shoulders pulled back pushing her tits forward. “George, I take it you recognize the Charms of Claire. Well, this little slut of mine has agreed to give you on more chance!” Roy announced.
“One more chance, you must b joking because I could not trust her not to do it again!” declared George.
“I said she will give you one more chance, this is nothing to do with your choices.” Roy announced. “Now Claire, give George a blow job!” ordered Roy. Claire quickly went and knelt in front of George, taking hold of his limp prick, Claire opened her lips and took its tip into her mouth. Roy knew just how she was plying it because he had taught her well. She was tickling the underside of his smallish cock head with her tongue. Then she sucked hard and drew more of his cock into her mouth, the shame was that even fully erect she was going to get only five inches to play with. Claire did not seem to mind because she worked on with great gusto.
As soon as Roy saw George’s thighs give a little tremor, he ordered Claire to stop. “Now take this spliced bamboo cane and give him his four spanks on his cock. Immediately George protested, “Unfair Sir, you said spanks and that cane would be described as lashes!” said George thinking he could change Roy mind.
“You are right, George but if I had said in the beginning, they were to be lashes you would have used your puny word to escape any punishment, I now dare you to challenge me further and have your punishment tripled.” Roy gestured.
George stood silently now as Claire took a step back an whilst Gorge had hi eyes closed fearing that first sting, she quickly but lightly brought the split end of the cane don around midpoint of his cock. George jumped and yelped like a little dog. “Claire, that one does not count, you are to assure George is looking at you when you deliver a harder, faster delivery!” Roy announced. George’s face was a picture and for just a second, he was tempted to use his safe word but thought better of it. He watched intensely as Claire raised the cane and woosh it arced through the air and landed with a crack on his cock head. George cried out and jumped back. Again, the second arced through the air but this time landed near George’s balls, he managed not to cry out this time and also restrained from any vocal calls as he suffered two more blows to his cock.
George’s fiery red looking cock throbbed, as the sting of his five strokes began to emerge, “Claire cool George’s cock and she take it into your mouth” ordered Roy. Claire again knelt down and was amazed at the heat Georges punished cock tasted. She gently lavished her saliva juices over the areas she had just lashed, this time when George’s thighs trembled, Roy said nothing and seconds later, a thrust from George’s thighs told Roy he had just spunked his load down Claire’s throat.
“Now George, the reason why we are here, I think you would be happier if you were with Claire and to prove it, I am prepared to meet Claire and bring her here once a week Monday to Friday for her to fuck you rigid!” Roy announced. “But if you are sure, you are adamant about marrying Esther, then all bets are off.” Continued Roy. “Roy, Sir I have chosen to marry Esther and that is what I want!” replied George, “Not that I am not flattered by both of your offers for sex, but my mind is made up!”
With that, Claire redressed, kissed George on the cheek and left with Roy. As they drove, they passed a road at the end of which was a carpark almost surrounded with woodland and Roy turned down this road; drove all the way to the end and parked in a corner of the carpark. There were about four cars already parked there, most had two people inside, but one clearly had three. Roy turned to Claire and asked, “do you feel like being a whore for an hour or two?” Claire thought for a split second and then smiling she nodded her head. “Ok, quickly undress and stand outside the car.” Roy ordered her. He himself got out of his side and walked around the back or the car, he saw movement in the bushes of the woods and placed an arm around Claire’s shoulder.
Slowly they walked towards the car with three people inside, it was clear that this was a bi couple and a bi male. When they were close enough, they could see the first male was bent over the front seat sucking the second guy’s cock whilst he was sucking like hell on the woman’s tits. The second car they approached was clearly an exhibitionist couple, the interior light was on, both front doors of the car were wide open and laying across the front seat was a couple engaging in full sex. Claire reached out and touched the guys pounding arse, he immediately looked back and saw it was a female that had touched him and not Roy.
There was nothing doing here to involve Claire, the third car was just a couple petting, interior light was out, and Roy thought these were not aware this carpark was for doggers. The fourth car was a little strange, inside this car turned out to be one woman on her own, she had both side windows wound down and was happily sucking a cock through one window whilst two guys were watching through the other side. When the woman saw Claire, she instantly stopped the action and invited Claire to climb in on the passenger side of the car. Claire looked towards Roy, Roy then moved forward and whispered to the woman, she instantly nodded and climbed out the car.
She then collected a large blanket from the boot of the car and spread it, in front of her car before turning the engine of the car on and flicking the front lights into full beam. Now in the illuminate area of the blanket, she, and Claire, sat on the rug and as they kissed the woman managed to undress herself. Now the woman buried her head between Claire’s thighs, her arse stuck up in the air. A plucky bloke slides his hand forward to touch the woman between her legs, the woman turned head and hissed, “Fuck off!”
Roy stepped forward and did the same thing as the plucky person and as she turned her head this time, he immediately slapped her hard across the arse and Claire announced, “That’s my master!” The woman suddenly let a smile slide over her lips and turned back to licking Claire’s puffy cunt. The unlucky person now had to watch as Roy, not only felt her cunt but managed to easily get four fingers up her. He then tucked hi thumb across his palm and pushed hard. With extraordinarily little effort his hand slid into the woman’s cunt, and this caused her to stop, licking as she growled the beginning of an orgasm.
The orgasm started as violent trembling of the woman’s thighs and this caused her lower body to thrust from side to side, suddenly she began spraying piss all over the blanket and she clutched Claire’s legs as he let out am ear piercing scream of lust. Claire grabbed the woman’s hair and dragged her face back to her cunt. The woman swore but then resumed licking Claire’s cunt for all she was worth, soon it was Claire’s turn to climax, and she sprayed her mixture of cunt juice and piss all over the woman’s face.
Fifteen minutes after we had arrived, Claire swopped addresses with the woman and once back in Roy’s car, she handed him the paper. “She would make a terrific addition to your harem!” Claire jested. “Does that mean you have joined my harem too?” Asked Roy. “Well as George does not want me and on the basis of tonight’s little foray, I wouldn’t say no.” Claire Giggled.
Chapter Four, Esther changes her spots.
Ten days after the nighttime foray of doggers, George and Esther were visiting Roy, no sooner had they entered the house, George whispered to Roy, “Let me go to your bedroom and look at some porn!” he demanded. Roy led him into the hallway and said, “who do you think you are? Coming to my home and demanding to watch porn whilst I keep your fucking future wife entertained!” Roy snarled. “Get back in the living room and ask me in front of Esther and I just may consider it!”
“Master Roy, whilst my partner here, Esther watches TV, may I use your computer to watch some porn?” George asked sheepishly. “No, you may not, but seeing as thou you asked, here is what we will do!” Roy announced. “Esther, it is time I checked out your naked body! Whilst George here, has a little wank at the thought of me fucking your sloppy cunt.”
Esther shot George a look and all George could do was, shrug his shoulders. Esther was about to argue when Roy snapped, “Look it is fucking easy, either get your kit off or both of you fuck off and don’t come back!” Suddenly Esther rose to her feet and for a moment seemed like she may just walk out but then after a little deliberation she began unbuttoning her blouse, off came her jeans, bra, and panties and as she stood there her pierce gold ring glittered in the light. Roy walked towards her and suddenly stopped, looked at George and demanded, “Get your kit off too, wanker!” George knew better than to argue so he began removing his clothes.
“I know, I have just had a super idea, George you like looking at porn, Esther loves money. So why do not I
Film the three of us having sex and I can sell it to that home video company, Your wives! If they use it, then they pay you £250 and if it is the best video then it pays £500.” Roy declared, “With Slut Esther taking cocks from both ends and then up both holes it is bound to be a winner!” Roy added. “I don’t think Esther likes anal, because she never lets me even touch it!” George declared. “Yeah, but George you are just too eager to have sex, whereas I do not become so desperate. I mean here we are and you two have taken your clothes off and I could dump your clothes in my bedroom and send you off home without a stitch on, and it would not bother me that had had not fucked either of you!” Roy pointed out.
“You would even fuck George” a surprised Esther asked. “Yes, I would you see I have trained male sluts and female sluts alike and to be honest one hole is very much like any other, so mouth or arse, is much like any cunt!” Roy responded. “Let me fetch my Digital camcorder and we can get started.” Roy added. “Oh, do not bother, we will just practice today and maybe another day we can film it or maybe even go somewhere for a full day and make a really long sex film.” Esther gasped.
“Ok then, Esther let me see you suck Georges Cock, if you like that one I will give you a real whopper to feast on!” Roy jestered. Esther beckoned George over and knelt down before him. Then she took hold oof his small cock and began sucking it. Roy slipped out of his tracksuit and then walked up to Esther, he slipped his seven and a half in long thick cock into her left hand. Suddenly she dropped George’s cock and began trying to take the full length of Roy’s cock down her throat.
“Esther don’t forget George’s cock, or you will take his up your cunt and I will teach you to love anal by repeatedly fucking your arse with my monster cock!” Roy boasted. Esther immediately took hold of George’s puny cock. Roy reached down and took her golden nipple ring between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it harshly away from her body. “I bet you love this being twisted around and around; don’t you bitch!” asked Roy. Esther never answered as she was too busy stuffing Roy’s cock into her mouth, she was baulking when she tried too much but Roy suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled her head towards his chest. “Breathe through your nose, bitch!” he demanded, suddenly Esther stopped baulking and seemed to enjoy it more.
Roy finally pulled his cock out of her mouth and told her to suck George’s cock. Whilst she was doing so Roy knelt beside her and began twisting the nipple ring. “Tell me why George did you only have one nipple pierced?” Roy enquired. “Well, we decided on just one to start with, to see how much it hurt and how long it hurt!” George answered. “Bollocks George, what you mean to say was that Esther only allowed you to have one pierced or she would not open her legs for you!” Roy teased. But Esther never denied it. “You see George you are at a disadvantage to me; you saw how much Esther wanted my cock; well, she sees the reverse in you. She sees how desperate you are for her cunt and so she has power over you!” Roy Chided.
“Watch, and learn?” Roy told George. “Esther I am going to fuck your arse! You are going to love this thick cock breaking in your arsehole! If you take the full length of my cock up your arse, you can suck my cock again. Is it a deal?” asked Roy. Esther simply nodded. “Esther, do you want George here to fuck your arse first to open it up a little? With emphasis on little!” Roy asked. This time Esther shook her head.
“See George, my advantage is I have more to offer, and I do not sound so desperate to fuck her!” Roy explained, “I could have her anytime I want because now she sees the size, I have to offer her. Besides George, she realizes now that I know she is a first class slut who would sell her mother to have a big cock fucking her over and over. Is that not true, Esther?” Esther nodded but refused to let Roy’s cock from her mouth. Roy instructed George to lie on the floor, he than laid Esther face down at right angles across George’s body and then kneeling behind Esther, Roy stroked his cock. “Hold her still, George!” Roy told him as he began to part her butt cheeks and found Esther’s pucker anal ring. Positioning his cock against it he said, “Esther do you feel my cock head?” She replied, “Yes!” in a gasping kind of tone. “Where do you feel it?” Roy asked.
“At the entrance to my arse!” came the reply. “Good now describe to George everything that you feel, starting now!” Roy added. “I can feel, Roy beginning to push, my anal ring wants to stop him from entering, He is winning my anal ring is spreading so slowly. I can feel it opening, it is not as painful as I thought it may be.” “Push harder Roy,” she called. “George, hold me tight, do not let me slide forward.” She demanded off George. “Oh my god, its head is inside me. It feels so hot and tight. I feel your cock causing my anal chute to spread around your glorious cock.” She continued. Just then Esther passed out and George began to panic. “For fuck’s sake George, keep still, she will come round in a second, its what they used to call a woman swooning.” Roy informed Roy. Then with a final thrust, Roy’s cock was fully up Esther’s arse as she came round. “Fuck me hard, Roy” she begged, and Roy started to do just that when he said, “Esther, are you a slut or not?” “For, you Roy, I am the biggest slut going, you have to promise to come out to the Philippines regularly to fuck me and my daughters too would love to sample this cock!”
A half hour later George and Esther left and within a month were married, 14 years later and gone to the Philippines, where George sadly passed away within 9 months of emigrating.
Esther had achieved all she could from him, he had bought five plots of land out there, built six houses including a granny annex, a roadside shop, and a taxi office. Because he passed within 2 years of actually retiring at the age of Seventy-two years of age, Esther also netted over £500,000 in cash bereavement benefit.
Clearly a mismatch of a genuine hard working guy and a 100% gold digger.
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The Scenario.
Although being somewhat happily married for 15 years, now with no children to worry about, things should have been hunky dory for George and Esther. But if the truth was known, there had always been something missing in their relationship. George a typical Geordie, which meant he loved football, alcohol, and sex and not necessarily in that order. Esther meanwhile was not a mail order bride, but she was from the Philippines her outlook on life was money, sex, and family strictly in that order.
They met in later life with George being 60 years old and Esther hardly a spring chicken at 58 years of age. Everyone thought it would never last but at least they had the decency not to discuss it in the couple’s presence.
After a three-year courtship, George announced to his friends and colleagues that they had decided to get wed. only the closest of friends got to know the real story, Esther was now staying in England illegally as her visa had run out. Roy knew that this meant if they could convince the home office that the marriage was genuine then Esther could achieve a status of right to remain, if not she could be deported
Apparently, all attempts to make George see sense fell on deaf ears, and at the right time they were wed. the home office did however want to scrutinize the relationship and deferred on granting indefinite right to remain for three years. During these three years, Roy was to learn one unguarded truth, Esther ruled with iron pants, if it was not her way then her legs remained closed. Roy knew this did not bother George as much as Esther hoped it would, because whilst they were separated each week from Monday to Friday, George was free to trawl through the internets’ vast amounts of porn. Only on the two nights they were together did he have to hide this aspect of his life.
Chapter one.
Roy’s relationship to George.
Roy belonged to an adults’ club called Candy Apple, it was a place where likeminded liberated couples could meet and swap partners or if a single male, they could join in in group sessions by invitation only.
It would be fair to say that Roy was a natural hit at these soiree’s because he was able to read a person’s disposition and he was dominant enough to overpower those who thought they could function as a Dominant person even though they were not, His dominance and imagination made these soiree’s rather special for those in attendance.
Roy at the time was Married to Sarah, and George was in a newish relationship with a girl called Claire. They duly met at a soiree party hosted in Essex, England and both Roy and George hit it off immediately because they were both northers. As they chatted George confessed, he would like to see Claire making out with another couple and if Sarah were willing, he would love that couple to be Roy and his wife. Roy new Sarah would not only be interested but would be delighted to add another couple to her extensive list of conquests. Roy learned around this time that George could have a few clever ideas but inevitably lacked the dominant factor needed to push the idea through.
Well to be honest it was pretty rushed at the soiree, but outside in the early morning air, it was agreed that George and Claire should follow Roy and Sarah home and see what developed. Twenty minutes later George parked his car behind Roy’s, and they quietly slipped inside Roy and Sarah’s home. Whilst the two ladies made some coffee, Roy and George chatted, Roy confirmed that both George and Claire were Submissive and had enjoyed a few sessions where a dominant male had controlled the pair for entire weekends occasionally. George confirmed the information Roy had gleaned at the soiree, now George almost begged Roy to put Claire through her paces and he hoped Sarah would do the same for him. He was disappointed to learn that far from being dominant, Sarah was also submissive around Roy.
George suggested that if Roy could be dominant then it would break the ice for Claire. Roy smiled and then said, “but George old boy, I have been dominant since I was sixteen years of age!” he then told George to watch. When the girls arrived back, Roy could already sense George’s excitement rising. Just then the girls entered the living room, Roy looked at Claire and without taking his eyes off her he said, “George, I know you want to show off to the ladies, so stand up and face into the corner there, he said whilst pointing and quickly remove all your clothes, if I have to repeat this command to you, or you delay in beginning my instructions, it will cost you six spanks. I will decide who will give them and where!” Without so much as a seconds, hesitation, George stood up and faced tightly into the corner and instantly began undressing. Sarah looked at Roy as if to ask what was going on? Roy simply said, “Do not say a word or you will find yourself out in the garden tied to the rose tree and you know you love those thorns reminding who is king in this home. Our little ladyboy here is under my control until he leaves this house and depending on how he behaves he may be driving Across London stark naked whilst I keep his clothes here!”
Then Roy spoke sternly to Claire and told her that she could either help George by doing as she was told, or she could hinder him and face a remarkably similar fate, would you like to drive across London with your Fucking tits hanging out, a remarkably similar ordeal indeed tailored to your desires!
Claire’s face was an absolute picture, best described as a typical rabbit caught in the headlights. “Oh, by the Way, Sarah, as it has been some months now since you were under my control, you too can count upon receiving a just punishment if you interfere of refuse my commands!” Roy informed them. “You may not need to travel across London, but Waterloo bridge and back is a great naked rat run.” Sarah suddenly looked very sheepish and began to stare at the floor.
“Well, Madam George, as you are naked now, before you turn around, maybe you should rub up the old ‘P’ works before you stand with your feet apart and your hands behind your head!” Roy demanded. George blushed as Sarah saw for the first time his semi hard cock. “Sarah, my little cock whore does not look so surprised, what did you expect to see, George with a fucking cunt, now undress Claire and then yourself and be quick about it!” there was a flurry of activity as Sarah began undressing Claire. “Sarah, Stop,” boomed Roy as now Claire only had three items of clothing to go. “Sarah, now get your self-undressed but leave on your panties, bra and stockings, just like Claire is currently wearing. Claire come here and kneel in front of your master!” Roy interjected.
Claire shot George a look of disgust but knew better than to refuse or delay her duty. Once Sarah and Claire were similarly dressed, Roy ordered Sarah to fetch a spare bra, two pairs of socks, one pair of crotchless panties and a pair of stockings from their bedroom. Roy laughed, may as well impeccably dress you up similar to these two slut bitches, he said to George. Once Sarah was back, George was ordered to put on the stockings, crotchless panties and bra before padding the bra out with the two pairs of socks. Roy then said, “I fancy a little game, No, well tough shit because we are going to play anyhow. You three can have three lives each but beware each lost life costs. Here are your lost life forfeits, George your lost lives will be as follows, one life lost n you get a rough hand job by whoever I choose.” Roy announced.
“Two lives lost, and your boy-pussy will be stuffed full; of what I will decide and by whom is also my choice. Lose all three lives and you will be taken into the rose bushes and be butt fucked with a small lemonade bottle while having your arse whipped by a rose wood cane. The butt fucking and rose cane whipping will be delivered by my choice, with whatever vibrator I decide will be used.” Roy boasted.
“Claire, you may think that as a lady here as our guest for the first time, things would be easier on you, Rubbish; you will be treated just as harshly as George but maybe not as harshly as Sarah, who knows my way of thinking. One lost life, you will have Sarah sticking a hairbrush up your cunt whilst George licks or rather rims your arse!” Roy announced. “Two lives lost, and you will be tied to the fence posts out in my back garden and then have nettles whipping your nipples and clitoris.” Roy added.
“Three, lost live and well, I don’t want to entice you into deliberately answering incorrectly, but I promise you a flushing experience and one that will stink with you a long time, but do not try to scat the job.” Roy prosed.
“Sarah, for losing one life, someone will be using at least four fingers to fist fuck your pussy, whilst someone else will piss on your face.” Roy delighted in informing her. “Two lost lives and you will face being lid in that nettle patch just outside our back garden, and as you know it is right beside the path so 30 mins there should calm your ardor.” Roy tittered as he watched the look on Sarah’s face. “Three lost lives and it really would be a shame, I have a tool in the shed which they say can open up just about anything, so your arse or cunt should be no problem and just in case you think that’s easy on you, after opening up your hole, I think you should be able to pose as a vase for some roses for say an hour or so!” Roy proposed.
Roy announced. “I do not tolerate cheating, so any attempt to crib from each other or risky trips to the loo to search internet for the answers will double your punishment and automatically lose all three lives. Understood.” Then Roy sounded serious again as he said, “I won’t ask if you agree because you have no alternative but to agree.” The questions requiring your response will be given by me and then I will ask you in turn to answer and after all three of you have answered all your questions, I will tell you the correct answers, my decision if final! So do not fall foul of me by challenging my authority!”
“Question one, mental agility, here I have eleven matches spelling the word ‘NINE,’ your task is to remove seven matches and leave nineteen remaining?” “Who wants to try first! Roy asked. George responded, “Surely that’s impossible!” Sarah next spoke, “I think it is a trick, so I would break all but three of the matches in half!” Claire stood and studied the problem before declaring that she was stumped. Taking the first vertical Match and crossing over the first slanted match, I then took out of the puzzle the second vertical match and repeated the same with the next letter N before removing the final five matches which made the E, this left XIX roman numerals for nineteen.
“Question two, I want you each to write your name on this piece of paper!” Roy demanded. Sarah went first and wrote ‘Sarah Masters’ then Claire wrote ‘Claire Simmons’ and final George (Thinking the other two could not possibly be wrong.) wrote ‘George Warren’ Roy smiled and said, “all three of you are wrong, what did I ask you to write?” George quickly answered, “you said write your name!” “Correct, so you should have written **WRITE YOUR NAME**! Should you not…”
“Finally, your real fool proof question is!” gestured Roy, “There is a frog, dead in the Centre of a 3m pond, if the maximum a frog can jump is 0.9m, how many jumps would it take for the frog to exit the pond?
“Easy!” declared George, “it would take a minimum of four jumps!” “No, I think the answer is 3.4m is the minimum distance so I would say 3.5 jumps!” stated Sarah. Claire giggled and then said, “I have a feeling the answer is zero!”
“At last, someone has deduced a correct answer but, will not say why her answer is zero!” announced Roy. “Claire is correct, but the answer and reason I was looking for is as dead frogs cannot jump the answer must be zero. The question stated a frog dead in the center of a 3m pond!”
“Right George scored three wrong answers, Sarah scored three wrong answers, and Claire scored two wrong answers and half a right answer. So, George has to receive three punishments, Sarah has to receive three punishments, whilst Claire has to receive two punishments. Claire you can now choose to lose all three of your clothing and thus have to do one punishment or she can decide to remain as she is, losing two of her clothes but have to endure two punishments!” Roy explained.
Just then the door opened, and a head popped around the door, “Hi… Wow what is going on here, Roy?” asked the elderly gentleman. “Oh, Hi Ray, oh just a private get together….! by the way, this is my neighbor Ray Fidlgy.” Ray entered the room and after really ogling the females present, he spluttered, “Sorry Roy, nearly forgot the reason I called. Are you going to be around for most of the week-end as Gabriel has some parcels due and we wondered if you could take a couple of parcels in for me?”
“Yes, Ray I am around and would be happy to help, just put a note in your door pane suggesting any parcels not small enough to fit the letterbox should come here!” Just as Ray turned to leave, he paused and said, “I wish I could stay and enjoy your party though!”
Immediately after Ray’s exit, Roy explained Ray was my neighbor and Gabriel was his female lodger, he then turned and said, “Right let us get this sorted! Claire, when we begin, you can take the vibrator in your handbag and whilst Claire hand Jerks George’s cock, you will fuck his boy cunt. This will begin when I say GO and end when I say STOP.”
Everyone nodded and suddenly Roy said “Go!” Sarah gripped Roy’s cock in what he would have been classed as a death grip and she began jerking the life out of the semi hard cock. Meanwhile an embarrassed Claire pulled out of her handbag, I thick black dildo waving it in the air, she meekly asked, “do you think this may be a tad thick for a virgin anal chute!” Roy looked at the dildo and then at George before shaking his head, “without a word being spoken, he said, “Give it him with great force and pleasure!”
George grimaced as Claire delighted in fucking his arse, but soon thought better of her zeal when Roy stated, “I think it only fair that after you fucked his arse, Sarah should fuck your arse with the same dildo and then George can fuck Sarah’s arse with it.” Whilst George was being fucked by the black cock, Roy nipped out to the bathroom and brought back some wet wipes, saying “cannot be too careful about spreading any diseases.”
Whilst Claire fucked George’s arse, and Sarah gripped George’s cock so tight, Roy eased his fingers in Claire’s cunt and thumbed her clitoris. “Now normally I would make you beg to be allowed to cum, but tonight I will not enforce this!” Roy declared. Roy then whispered something into Claire’s ear, and she excitedly agreed instantly. “George kneels down!” Roy demanded. “Sarah, you kneel before George!” he added. “Sarah, without using your hands, suck George’s cock and keep sucking it until he cums but do not swallow it.” Roy continued.
Then Claire, asked to be excused from the fun and made out she was heading to the bathroom. Five minutes later she re-entered the living room and laid out a make-up blanket onto the coffee table. For the next ten minutes, George had his face made up to look like a female drag queen, whilst all the time trying to ensure the black cock shaped vibrator did not fall from his boy-pussy. When Claire had finished with the make-up, George was allowed to remove the vibrator and clean it. Sarah then went to kiss George but instead of a straight-forward, French kiss, she spat George’s own spunk into the back of his mouth. Roy then demanded he swallow it.
Now George began to press the vibrator into Sarah’s arse and from there he fucked her as hard as he could, Sarah was gasping as George finally left the vibrator wedged into her arse. Claire then had to lick Sarah’s body from her nipples to her clit, whilst the now baby faced slut ladyboy had to tie a shoe-lace tightly around his balls. I was clear that Claire would have made a great trainee, but it was not to be. I will explain later in this chapter. When Roy decided enough was enough, he called a halt and now Sarah cleaned the vibrator with the wet wipes and handed it to Roy. “Why are you giving that to me, it has to go into Claire’s arse, but first I want to borrow a pen!” Roy declared. With pen in hand, he then wrote in large letters across Sarah’s stomach, free fuck in my cunt to anyone who can make me squirm. Although Roy was good friends with Ray and Gabriel, he knew that Sarah disliked Black people, so he declared, “Maybe, I should fetch Ray and Gabby. Ray could fuck his black cock into Sarah’s Tight arsehole whilst I fuck and toy with Gabrielle.”
Sarah shot Roy a killing look, whilst Roy explained, “My ever loving slut of a wife, hates Black people and the thought of having a black cock inside her is enough to start World War three, Gabrielle whilst not in a relationship with Ray, is heavily pregnant and I bet her tits by now will have almost doubled in size, swollen with milk. Would not it be an absolute whizz to make the pregnant harlot get down on all fours and then attach some bell jars to her nipples and expel the air causing the nipples to extend and the milk to flow like a river.
I would love to make each of you drink a glass full of warm human milk, obtained from her, in front of your very own eye; whilst I fist fucked her to orgasm. I can tell you that as soon as the baby is born, Gabrielle and Ray have agreed to her remaining here as my house guest whilst Sarah here would go the other way and clean Ray’s house from top to bottom, wearing nothing but a smile. Ray would be allowed to punish Sarah for shoddy work but would not be allowed to cum up her possible fertile cunt.
Everyone turned to look at a blushing Sarah, Ray could fuck Sarah’s mouth or arse, as often as he wanted. Still, that is for the future. Now Sarah eased the cock head into Claire’s arse, but then she deviated away from what was planned by making Claire bend over and George then had to bite the shaft of the rubber cock and use his teeth to fuck his girlfriend. I have admit that normally these soiree’s hosted by us, let me in to planning the fun for other’s and missing the fun myself. This time I was going to make sure I got my fair share.
Taking Claire’s hand and pulling her into the center, of the room I had her lay on her back on a sturdy coffee table and then had Sarah sit on her face. Whilst George wanked His cock towards the unification of their bodies. I moved myself into position and slid my seven and a half inch cock, almost fully into her cunt. At the last minute I withdrew my cock until only its purple head was resting against his teeth. Then with one fast accurate push, I slammed my cock into her cunt. Several more of these thrusts happened before Sarah managed to cum.
As mentioned earlier, George and Claire did not stay together, Claire took George to a family wedding and after the service she slipped out back and away into the wild blue yonder with a guy; he was the perfect likeness to her dad and even took the spare cash that was in the glove box in the car. Despite trying unsuccessfully to contact her, he did see her once more at my own private birthday party where I finally got to fuck her with great vigor.
Chapter Two. A brief history of George.
It was six weeks after Claire attended that wedding that she turned up at our house with Ray of all people. Luckily, George was out of the area on behalf of his firm. I could only imagine the hurt and piss taken out of him, losing any girl in those circumstances but even more when the guy that led her away was now not interested in her any situation. Claire began to explain, “Hi Roy, thank you for the opportunity to explain what happened between George and me. I must admit that I am now left feeling like a real cunt and also a total fool.” She continued, “After we left here; six weeks ago; we started to argue. Silly thing is I cannot remember now what we were arguing about. I was still so mad with George, when we were at the church, that when a member of the wedding party’s family offered me a lift to the reception, I accepted it.”
Claire continued further, “George then chose to go sit at another table, making me look bad and so when Jeremy asked if he could take me home, I said yes. Silly thing is that Jeremy and George are as different as chalk and cheese! George had always been considerate and mad sure I was happy before doing anything and that includes daft things like shopping.” Claire now looked at the floor and would not make eye contact. “Jeremy took me to his house and er...” Claire hesitated, “Well basically he raped me!”
Without demanding she look me in the eyes, I gently raised her face in line with mine. “Do you want me to be honest with you, Claire?” Roy asked. “By all means, I know you are close friends with George, but I trust you to tell it like it is!” Claire replied. “If want sympathy, girl; you have backed a non-runner, you have just told me a pack of lies! George came straight back here after the wedding reception and his version is totally different from yours.” Roy said indignantly. “The truth is you have a father complex, the guy you left the church with, may well have been called Jeremy, but he was a real dead-ringer for your own father. Any sexual act that occurred, was either instigated or continued with your blessing. I suspect that Jeremy just added another notch to his bedpost.” Roy continued.
“Now he has sampled your cunt and maybe arse, he no longer is interested in you. Before you go any further, do not test my patience with phony tears. Now Jeremy has dumped you, you want George back, until the next time you fancy some other prick.” Roy continued angrily. “Not once, have you considered how George was feeling, you did not care that he was humiliated at the wedding, had his love stamped on and ruined. You are too late, though God knows I wish it were not so! George has another woman, and she is hell bent on marrying him.” Roy informed her.
“Oh Roy, you know George best, please tell him I am sorry, and I would like the chance to make it up to him.” Claire blurted as the tears appeared to begin. “I told you your tears are not needed and have no effect on me!” Roy countered. “Let us see how sorry you really are, shall we!” Roy paused and watched Claire’s facial expression turn from sad to happy without giving away a smile. Roy counted slowly under his breath and when he reached twenty, he said, “I will say this only once, so do not test me, failure to follow my instructions leads straight to the front door, do not let it hit you on the way out!”
“Claire, you know me, and Ray, this other gentleman here is Stuart, his details do not matter at the moment! Right, remove all of your clothing, here in front of us all.” Roy demanded. “Remember Claire I have two witnesses that anything that happens is not sexual assault or rape. So are you going to obey me or are you going to fuck off!”
Suddenly Claire began to undress, off came her topcoat, which she handed to Stuart. He folded it and placed it on the seat beside him. Next off came he skirt, she seemed to feel relieved that she had chosen clean underwear that morning. Stuart folded the skirt and placed it on top of her coat. Claire was just about to stick her thumbs into the waist band of those panties; “Claire, panties last, go knows who taught you about being a submissive slut!” Roy said.
Claire froze, her mind kept hitting the buffers, with ‘Submissive slut’ but her hands continued in their quest to disrobe her body. Soon her blouse joined the other clothes and now with only bra, panties, and stoking remaining, she hesitated, surely this had gone far enough to prove she was sorry! “I am waiting.” Ray said. Then Claire reached behind herself and unclasped the bra catch, she gulped and then let the bra slide down her arms to her wrists at which point she handed them over to Stuart. It was Stuart’ turn to gasp, Claire’s nipples were incredible. About a quarter of an inch thick, surrounded by dark circle about 2.5 inches across. The nipple seemed to defy gravity as it stood firm and erect.
Roy tapped his foot, Claire immediately grabbed hold of Ray’s arm for balance and once Ray had took hold of her torso, she shed the stockings in quick succession. Now with only panties to go, she had hoped Roy would take pity on her and let her off, or at least one of the other two men would step in and demand Roy stops this now. Neither happened and when Roy tapped his foot again, Claire knew there was no one going to save her.
Then Claire hooked her thumbs into the panty’s waist band level with her hip bone and she closed her eyes as she pushed the panties down. Roy suddenly gripped her hands and she sprung open her eyes. Roy said, “Pull them back up!” he insisted. Claire smiled as she pulled them up and even said, “thank you!” “Do not thank me yet, I told you to pull them up not to save your blushes but for you to keep your eyes open as you lower them again.” Roy Declared. This time Claire Kept her eye open focusing on Roy’s face. As Stuart picked up the fallen article, he was just about to fold them and place them on top of the pile of clothes.
“Give them here, Stuart” Roy demanded. As he took them, he smiled as he watched Claire’s face. Then he slowly brought them up to his nose and smelt them. The look of shock horror on Claire’s face. “Look at this, you two;” Roy said, “I detect a slight trace of Esau-de-Toilet, there is also a delightful bouquet of horny slut, if I am not mistaken!” Roy teased. “I will have to try to find the source of such a heavy aroma. Do you not think so? Guys. “Then Roy knelt in front of Claire and pushed his head close to her cunt, “Yeah, it is possibly cumming from here!” he said as he pushed his right index finger towards her cunt. The fingertip found her clitoris, he rubbed it back and forth a little and the smelt his finger. “Yeah, that’s the source alright but just to be sure, Stuart you smell her panties and then help me trace it’s source!” Roy demanded. He then spun Claire around and shoved his face hard against the crack of her arse.
As Stuart sniffed at the panties, Roy took the opportunity to bring his right hand around her hips and with pinpoint accuracy he rubbed the same index finger over her clitoris. Needless to say, his finger soon became slippery and as he pulled the finger slowly back, he could see the spreading arch of gossamer like strands reflecting the sun light between finger and somewhere just inside her puffy cunt lips. Soon Claire was trapped between Stuart’s probing tongue and Roy’s similar probing tongue from behind Claire. Ray was not idle either for his bright pink tongue, enhanced by his deep dark brown skin, soon was probing Claire’s mouth as his hands now Kneaded and pulled on her nipples.
It was Stuart who was first to sink his cock into Claire’s fully ripened slick cunt, Ray could not wait to join in, so he pressed open her arse cheeks and guided his thick but short cock up against her tightly closed anal muscle. Ray kept pressing his cock home and slowly but surely, His plum colored cock head began to force itself past her sphincter muscle. The harder he pushed the louder the groan escaping Claire’s gagging mouth. Ray had no option but to stop her groan becoming a scream, he pressed his tongue against the lips of her mouth. Claire had no option but open her mouth to the firm pressure of Ray’s tongue. As he kissed her, his tongue sword fenced against her tonsils.
Realizing that Claire was about cum properly, Roy called out stop and all three of them immediately stepped back, watching as they did so as Claire’s nearly climax dispersed. The last almost incoherent word spoken by Claire was “Bastard!” That word was directed towards Roy, he stepped forward and taking her nearest nipple between his thumb and forefinger he began squeezing it hard and said, “I am a bastard because I deny you a climax, so what does that make you for humiliating an older man in front of round 100 people.” Claire suddenly realized Roy had a point, “Roy, if George would agree to see me, I promise I would make it right with him!” she said. “Make it right with him, make it right, how the fuck are you going replace his pride and take away the ridicule you put him through!” declared Roy. “If I were to drag you though a major shopping mall, as you are now, that still would not make it right!” he added.
Roy phoned George, “hello George, It’s Roy. I have a special person here with me, she wants to apologize and try to make it right with you! Should I put her on the phone?” Roy said, “Ok George, calm down before you blow a gasket!” Turning to Claire Roy said, “do you want to know what George said, the true unblemished truth?” Claire nodded her head, before lowering her eyes to the floor. “He `says, go pox yourself and then take your fucking worthless body to the Cess pit where it belongs! Oh yes and he added I have met the woman I intend to marry; her name is Esther.” Roy recalled.
Chapter three. The seeds are sown!
Roy did manage to tip the balance back in George’s favor he managed to hold onto the base of trust we were developing. Ray finally got to fuck four women in one night, whilst this was energetic activity it had been planned for months, an added bonus included that Claire after Ray fucked each woman, had to suck his cock clean and as extra penance, she had to drink fresh hot piss from the ladies concerned. That was after licking out all his cum from a freshly fucked cunt.
At Roy’s insistence, George did meet Claire again, Roy served as peacemaker on the Wednesday evening, knowing that Esther would be busy doing her day job so to speak. On Sunday night’s through to Friday Night, Esther worked as a housekeeper. (Which was a live in, position but George was not allowed to stay with her.) Meeting Claire on the Wednesday night with Roy left some positive actions which were taken.
Wednesday night, 6pm; Roy and Claire turned up at George’s front door, but Roy detected some subterfuge as upon arrival Claire said, “who lives here?” when Roy replied, “George Does, why?” No George lives in the room about the Café!” Claire replied. When the door opened and George was standing there, Roy asked, “George, where do you normally meet with Claire?” George suddenly looked straight at Roy and then diverted his eyes towards the ground. “I, erm” started George, “I, erm. Oh, I suppose I better explain!” Almost stammered George. “I only called Claire when I was staying at my mate’s David’s, place. So, she only ever saw me there.”
Roy stepped forward and said quietly, “This is not Finished, George!” the tone used made sure that George knew there was trouble on its way towards him. “Well step aside, George, it is not nice to keep friends stood out in this chilly night air!” All of a sudden, George moved to the side and Roy, plus Claire walked past him. Inside the room, which was very moderately furnished, A single bed looking like it had seen better days greeted. you on the opposite wall to the door. An old Armchair that looked like it had resident mice, was put in the left corner as you looked the bed from the foot of it. Halfway down the wall on the right, stood a makeshift table made from Pallets.
On top of this was a video player and television, both of which looked cheap and nasty and must have been begged, borrowed, or stolen from the council refuse tip. The floor was the only respectable area of the room and that was because; the floorboards had been stripped, stained, and then heat sealed with the effect that not only did the wood resemble dark cherry planks, but the sealer added that natural half gloss sheen.
“George, strip off!” ordered Roy. “Master, can I ask why?” George challenged with a tremor in his voice.
“George, you know better than to challenge orders of your betters!” Roy barked, “Now I am going to count to five, one will get two spanks, two become four spanks, but three becomes 9, 4 become twelve and five becomes twenty spanks. The number before you begin to undress counts.” Added Roy. “1” he called out aloud, “2” came quickly afterwards. Now George began to unbutton his shirt! “Very well Then George it is to be 4 spanks, I thin would be appropriate for Claire to deliver your punishment, when the time come!” Roy added mysteriously.
Once George was naked, “Claire, you to must undress!” Roy commanded. Quickly Claire skipped out f her clothe and stood as taught by Roy. Her feet were eighteen inches apart, her knees slightly bent outward forcing her cunt to appear much more forward and then her arms were folded behind her back with her shoulders pulled back pushing her tits forward. “George, I take it you recognize the Charms of Claire. Well, this little slut of mine has agreed to give you on more chance!” Roy announced.
“One more chance, you must b joking because I could not trust her not to do it again!” declared George.
“I said she will give you one more chance, this is nothing to do with your choices.” Roy announced. “Now Claire, give George a blow job!” ordered Roy. Claire quickly went and knelt in front of George, taking hold of his limp prick, Claire opened her lips and took its tip into her mouth. Roy knew just how she was plying it because he had taught her well. She was tickling the underside of his smallish cock head with her tongue. Then she sucked hard and drew more of his cock into her mouth, the shame was that even fully erect she was going to get only five inches to play with. Claire did not seem to mind because she worked on with great gusto.
As soon as Roy saw George’s thighs give a little tremor, he ordered Claire to stop. “Now take this spliced bamboo cane and give him his four spanks on his cock. Immediately George protested, “Unfair Sir, you said spanks and that cane would be described as lashes!” said George thinking he could change Roy mind.
“You are right, George but if I had said in the beginning, they were to be lashes you would have used your puny word to escape any punishment, I now dare you to challenge me further and have your punishment tripled.” Roy gestured.
George stood silently now as Claire took a step back an whilst Gorge had hi eyes closed fearing that first sting, she quickly but lightly brought the split end of the cane don around midpoint of his cock. George jumped and yelped like a little dog. “Claire, that one does not count, you are to assure George is looking at you when you deliver a harder, faster delivery!” Roy announced. George’s face was a picture and for just a second, he was tempted to use his safe word but thought better of it. He watched intensely as Claire raised the cane and woosh it arced through the air and landed with a crack on his cock head. George cried out and jumped back. Again, the second arced through the air but this time landed near George’s balls, he managed not to cry out this time and also restrained from any vocal calls as he suffered two more blows to his cock.
George’s fiery red looking cock throbbed, as the sting of his five strokes began to emerge, “Claire cool George’s cock and she take it into your mouth” ordered Roy. Claire again knelt down and was amazed at the heat Georges punished cock tasted. She gently lavished her saliva juices over the areas she had just lashed, this time when George’s thighs trembled, Roy said nothing and seconds later, a thrust from George’s thighs told Roy he had just spunked his load down Claire’s throat.
“Now George, the reason why we are here, I think you would be happier if you were with Claire and to prove it, I am prepared to meet Claire and bring her here once a week Monday to Friday for her to fuck you rigid!” Roy announced. “But if you are sure, you are adamant about marrying Esther, then all bets are off.” Continued Roy. “Roy, Sir I have chosen to marry Esther and that is what I want!” replied George, “Not that I am not flattered by both of your offers for sex, but my mind is made up!”
With that, Claire redressed, kissed George on the cheek and left with Roy. As they drove, they passed a road at the end of which was a carpark almost surrounded with woodland and Roy turned down this road; drove all the way to the end and parked in a corner of the carpark. There were about four cars already parked there, most had two people inside, but one clearly had three. Roy turned to Claire and asked, “do you feel like being a whore for an hour or two?” Claire thought for a split second and then smiling she nodded her head. “Ok, quickly undress and stand outside the car.” Roy ordered her. He himself got out of his side and walked around the back or the car, he saw movement in the bushes of the woods and placed an arm around Claire’s shoulder.
Slowly they walked towards the car with three people inside, it was clear that this was a bi couple and a bi male. When they were close enough, they could see the first male was bent over the front seat sucking the second guy’s cock whilst he was sucking like hell on the woman’s tits. The second car they approached was clearly an exhibitionist couple, the interior light was on, both front doors of the car were wide open and laying across the front seat was a couple engaging in full sex. Claire reached out and touched the guys pounding arse, he immediately looked back and saw it was a female that had touched him and not Roy.
There was nothing doing here to involve Claire, the third car was just a couple petting, interior light was out, and Roy thought these were not aware this carpark was for doggers. The fourth car was a little strange, inside this car turned out to be one woman on her own, she had both side windows wound down and was happily sucking a cock through one window whilst two guys were watching through the other side. When the woman saw Claire, she instantly stopped the action and invited Claire to climb in on the passenger side of the car. Claire looked towards Roy, Roy then moved forward and whispered to the woman, she instantly nodded and climbed out the car.
She then collected a large blanket from the boot of the car and spread it, in front of her car before turning the engine of the car on and flicking the front lights into full beam. Now in the illuminate area of the blanket, she, and Claire, sat on the rug and as they kissed the woman managed to undress herself. Now the woman buried her head between Claire’s thighs, her arse stuck up in the air. A plucky bloke slides his hand forward to touch the woman between her legs, the woman turned head and hissed, “Fuck off!”
Roy stepped forward and did the same thing as the plucky person and as she turned her head this time, he immediately slapped her hard across the arse and Claire announced, “That’s my master!” The woman suddenly let a smile slide over her lips and turned back to licking Claire’s puffy cunt. The unlucky person now had to watch as Roy, not only felt her cunt but managed to easily get four fingers up her. He then tucked hi thumb across his palm and pushed hard. With extraordinarily little effort his hand slid into the woman’s cunt, and this caused her to stop, licking as she growled the beginning of an orgasm.
The orgasm started as violent trembling of the woman’s thighs and this caused her lower body to thrust from side to side, suddenly she began spraying piss all over the blanket and she clutched Claire’s legs as he let out am ear piercing scream of lust. Claire grabbed the woman’s hair and dragged her face back to her cunt. The woman swore but then resumed licking Claire’s cunt for all she was worth, soon it was Claire’s turn to climax, and she sprayed her mixture of cunt juice and piss all over the woman’s face.
Fifteen minutes after we had arrived, Claire swopped addresses with the woman and once back in Roy’s car, she handed him the paper. “She would make a terrific addition to your harem!” Claire jested. “Does that mean you have joined my harem too?” Asked Roy. “Well as George does not want me and on the basis of tonight’s little foray, I wouldn’t say no.” Claire Giggled.
Chapter Four, Esther changes her spots.
Ten days after the nighttime foray of doggers, George and Esther were visiting Roy, no sooner had they entered the house, George whispered to Roy, “Let me go to your bedroom and look at some porn!” he demanded. Roy led him into the hallway and said, “who do you think you are? Coming to my home and demanding to watch porn whilst I keep your fucking future wife entertained!” Roy snarled. “Get back in the living room and ask me in front of Esther and I just may consider it!”
“Master Roy, whilst my partner here, Esther watches TV, may I use your computer to watch some porn?” George asked sheepishly. “No, you may not, but seeing as thou you asked, here is what we will do!” Roy announced. “Esther, it is time I checked out your naked body! Whilst George here, has a little wank at the thought of me fucking your sloppy cunt.”
Esther shot George a look and all George could do was, shrug his shoulders. Esther was about to argue when Roy snapped, “Look it is fucking easy, either get your kit off or both of you fuck off and don’t come back!” Suddenly Esther rose to her feet and for a moment seemed like she may just walk out but then after a little deliberation she began unbuttoning her blouse, off came her jeans, bra, and panties and as she stood there her pierce gold ring glittered in the light. Roy walked towards her and suddenly stopped, looked at George and demanded, “Get your kit off too, wanker!” George knew better than to argue so he began removing his clothes.
“I know, I have just had a super idea, George you like looking at porn, Esther loves money. So why do not I
Film the three of us having sex and I can sell it to that home video company, Your wives! If they use it, then they pay you £250 and if it is the best video then it pays £500.” Roy declared, “With Slut Esther taking cocks from both ends and then up both holes it is bound to be a winner!” Roy added. “I don’t think Esther likes anal, because she never lets me even touch it!” George declared. “Yeah, but George you are just too eager to have sex, whereas I do not become so desperate. I mean here we are and you two have taken your clothes off and I could dump your clothes in my bedroom and send you off home without a stitch on, and it would not bother me that had had not fucked either of you!” Roy pointed out.
“You would even fuck George” a surprised Esther asked. “Yes, I would you see I have trained male sluts and female sluts alike and to be honest one hole is very much like any other, so mouth or arse, is much like any cunt!” Roy responded. “Let me fetch my Digital camcorder and we can get started.” Roy added. “Oh, do not bother, we will just practice today and maybe another day we can film it or maybe even go somewhere for a full day and make a really long sex film.” Esther gasped.
“Ok then, Esther let me see you suck Georges Cock, if you like that one I will give you a real whopper to feast on!” Roy jestered. Esther beckoned George over and knelt down before him. Then she took hold oof his small cock and began sucking it. Roy slipped out of his tracksuit and then walked up to Esther, he slipped his seven and a half in long thick cock into her left hand. Suddenly she dropped George’s cock and began trying to take the full length of Roy’s cock down her throat.
“Esther don’t forget George’s cock, or you will take his up your cunt and I will teach you to love anal by repeatedly fucking your arse with my monster cock!” Roy boasted. Esther immediately took hold of George’s puny cock. Roy reached down and took her golden nipple ring between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it harshly away from her body. “I bet you love this being twisted around and around; don’t you bitch!” asked Roy. Esther never answered as she was too busy stuffing Roy’s cock into her mouth, she was baulking when she tried too much but Roy suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled her head towards his chest. “Breathe through your nose, bitch!” he demanded, suddenly Esther stopped baulking and seemed to enjoy it more.
Roy finally pulled his cock out of her mouth and told her to suck George’s cock. Whilst she was doing so Roy knelt beside her and began twisting the nipple ring. “Tell me why George did you only have one nipple pierced?” Roy enquired. “Well, we decided on just one to start with, to see how much it hurt and how long it hurt!” George answered. “Bollocks George, what you mean to say was that Esther only allowed you to have one pierced or she would not open her legs for you!” Roy teased. But Esther never denied it. “You see George you are at a disadvantage to me; you saw how much Esther wanted my cock; well, she sees the reverse in you. She sees how desperate you are for her cunt and so she has power over you!” Roy Chided.
“Watch, and learn?” Roy told George. “Esther I am going to fuck your arse! You are going to love this thick cock breaking in your arsehole! If you take the full length of my cock up your arse, you can suck my cock again. Is it a deal?” asked Roy. Esther simply nodded. “Esther, do you want George here to fuck your arse first to open it up a little? With emphasis on little!” Roy asked. This time Esther shook her head.
“See George, my advantage is I have more to offer, and I do not sound so desperate to fuck her!” Roy explained, “I could have her anytime I want because now she sees the size, I have to offer her. Besides George, she realizes now that I know she is a first class slut who would sell her mother to have a big cock fucking her over and over. Is that not true, Esther?” Esther nodded but refused to let Roy’s cock from her mouth. Roy instructed George to lie on the floor, he than laid Esther face down at right angles across George’s body and then kneeling behind Esther, Roy stroked his cock. “Hold her still, George!” Roy told him as he began to part her butt cheeks and found Esther’s pucker anal ring. Positioning his cock against it he said, “Esther do you feel my cock head?” She replied, “Yes!” in a gasping kind of tone. “Where do you feel it?” Roy asked.
“At the entrance to my arse!” came the reply. “Good now describe to George everything that you feel, starting now!” Roy added. “I can feel, Roy beginning to push, my anal ring wants to stop him from entering, He is winning my anal ring is spreading so slowly. I can feel it opening, it is not as painful as I thought it may be.” “Push harder Roy,” she called. “George, hold me tight, do not let me slide forward.” She demanded off George. “Oh my god, its head is inside me. It feels so hot and tight. I feel your cock causing my anal chute to spread around your glorious cock.” She continued. Just then Esther passed out and George began to panic. “For fuck’s sake George, keep still, she will come round in a second, its what they used to call a woman swooning.” Roy informed Roy. Then with a final thrust, Roy’s cock was fully up Esther’s arse as she came round. “Fuck me hard, Roy” she begged, and Roy started to do just that when he said, “Esther, are you a slut or not?” “For, you Roy, I am the biggest slut going, you have to promise to come out to the Philippines regularly to fuck me and my daughters too would love to sample this cock!”
A half hour later George and Esther left and within a month were married, 14 years later and gone to the Philippines, where George sadly passed away within 9 months of emigrating.
Esther had achieved all she could from him, he had bought five plots of land out there, built six houses including a granny annex, a roadside shop, and a taxi office. Because he passed within 2 years of actually retiring at the age of Seventy-two years of age, Esther also netted over £500,000 in cash bereavement benefit.
Clearly a mismatch of a genuine hard working guy and a 100% gold digger.