Chapter 39: Feisty Submissive

Ms. F lives at number 17 with her husband.

She's 24. She dress in that slightly gothy, punky way that gives most men a hard-on even if they don't care to admit it.

She describes herself as a Feisty Submissive. I don't really know what that means either.

She phoned me up last Thursday and said, 'Captain, I have a real urge to be throat fucked.'

'Really?' I said. 'Does it have to be right now?'

'It kind of does really. Like I say, it's an urge.'

'What about your husband?'

'He says he's too busy? Come on. I'll dress up and everything.'

'Ok, ok, ok, I'll be ten minutes. Make sure your shoes look good.'

'Always.'

Ms. F only lived a few doors away. The door was ajar so I walked in.

'I'm in the kitchen!' called Ms. F.

I walked in and there she was.

Like all the best women on Red Lion Street Ms. F was built right. She wasn't the kind of girl who was going to break if you fucked her too hard. She had the sort of frame that could probably take 5 or 6 guys if she was in the mood.

She had gorgeous natural E cup tits and a nice big ass that begged to be taken roughly and fucked hard.

Ms. F had flame red hair and a small, dirty mouth. She was dressed just like you might expect a goth suburban house wife to dress for adultery on a Thursday afternoon; a tight white blouse that couldn't hold her tits, a tight corset that pulled her waist in, a cheap black skirt that was too small for her gorgeous fat ass, stockings and slutty, slutty shoes.

'Do you like?' asked Ms. F.

'I want to throw you over that washing machine, put it on to spin cycle so it vibrates your clit then ram my big swollen meat stick up your tiny little shit hole.' I said.

'Fuck that,' said Ms. F. 'I just want it in my fucking mouth. That's all I want. Put it in my mother fucking mouth.'

Ms. F dropped to her knees. 'I want nothing more or less. I want to be throat fucked right now. I want you to be rough, violent and selfish. Are you hard yet?'

'Not yet,' I said. 'I will be soon.'

'Then hurry up and put it in.I love the feeling of a soft cock growing in my mouth as I suck it. I love that moment that a blow job turns into a throat fuck.'

'Jesus,' I said. 'Are you real or did I just dream you?'

'Use me,' she said.

I unzipped my jeans. I pulled out my monster.

'I'm the biggest on the street,' I said.

'You are,' she said.

She opened wide. I was semi hard. Her mouth was warm and wet.

She had a small mouth. It's always better when their mouths are small. She took me half the way in. She felt gorgeous.

I heard a noise from the room next door. 'Shit is your husband in?' I asked.

Ms. F nodded without taking my dick out of her mouth.

'Fuck,' I said. 'He doesn't mind?'

Ms. F took my dick out of her cheap little cock and shouted to the next door. 'Hubby! The Captain is here to fuck my whore face. He wants to be sure you don't mind!'

'Whatever,' came the muffled reply.

Ms. F turned back to me and took my dick back in her mouth.

I grew quickly inside her. Ms. F pulled her blouse apart a little so I could see her tits a little more.

She pulled her skirt up a little. She had no panties on. Her pussy glistened a little.

She sucked cock really good. She was sweet and tender and dare I say it, a little loving.

This dirty housewife loved to suck dick, she lived for it.

I was fully hard inside her. Her mouth was stretched wide. She could barely take it all.

She never used her hands. She just rocked onto my mouth a little. Taking the entire length and then letting it slide back out. Gradually I started to take control. I started to dictate the rhythm.

She came off my mouth and said, 'I love this part. The moment that the control is taken from me and you take what want and just use me. I want to be used.'

'I want to use you.'

'I want to gag on your big thick cock,' she said.

'You will,' I said.

'I want to lose control I want tears streaming down my cheeks taking my mascara with it. I want you to reduce me to nothing but a warm, wet hole, existing only for your pleasure.'

'You're nothing but a cum bucket to me. A filthy, unwashed wank rag.'

'Make me frightened. Make me cry.'

And so it began. One of the nastiest, brutal face fuckings I have ever performed. I thought about how she wanted to be treated and I spared no through for her own comfort.

I grabbed the back of her head and rammed my sword back in and out of hey tiny pretty mouth. I went as deep as I could. My tip smashing the back of her mouth, my balls crashing against her chin.

When she gagged and tried to pull away I just pulled the back of her head back in so she was trapped.

She never took her eyes off me. Not once. Her eyes said, 'Stop, I hate it.' Her eyes said, 'Never stop, I fucking love it.'

She'd pulled her skirt up. She was trying to pleasure herself but she couldn't. The face fucking was too brutal. Too nasty. Too good.

Her eyes pleaded. Her eyes said, 'Use me.' Her eyes said, 'Empty yourself.' Her eyes said, 'I want it all.'

I hadn't wanked for a week. I knew I had a massive load.

I pulled out. I don't know why. Ms.F was shocked.

I exploded. Five beautiful spurts of thick lumpy cum fell on to the floor.

The jizz rained down and splattered on her kitchen floor.

'You fucking cunt!' said Ms. F. 'What the fuck did you do that for?'

'Sorry,' I said. 'Did you want it?'

'You fucking know I did you bastard!'

'Did you want it all down your throat?'

'I wanted to drink it. I wanted to gargle it in my mouth then run and show my husband whilst he was doing his DIY.'

'Then lick it up,' I said.

'What?'

'Lick it up. Lick my spunk off of your kitchen floor.'

'No.'

'I order you. Lick my spunk of your kitchen floor, you fucking whore.'

'Did you call me a whore?'

'I did.'

'I fucking love it.'

'Then lick the fucking floor clean and swallow all of my filthy seed you fucking whore.'

Ms. F got down low and licked the cum from the floor.

She stuck her arse in the air.

She never took her eyes off of me.

I fucking love living on this street.

(Ms. F is real and has her own blog http://redkinkdiaries.wordpress.com/)

Chapter 38: The Dog

Cate and Theresa live together at number 14. They are students. They are cousins. They fuck guys together. They are fucking wrong. No doubt about it.

Cate is 22 and as pretty as a doll. You can read all of Cate's stories here.

Theresa is slightly older. Maybe 24. You can read all of Theresa's stories here.

I fucked Theresa up the arse once and Cate has wanked me off. Really we're all mates though. I help them with their coursework. I was round their house one afternoon last week.

Theresa as always was dressed like some kind of tornado from the 1950s; tight fitted red dress hugging her fuck-me hips and black patent high heels. She has big natural tits that I still have never gotten to see, despite getting to ram her shit hole.

Cate is slim and beautiful. She was dressed in a skimpy, tight white t-shirt and a short, short, red mini skirt. She had red strappy high heels on and dark nylon hold ups. I could see the white skin of her thighs between her hold ups and her skirt. We all could. We all knew.

We were gossiping about people on the street.

'Reese is pregnant?' gasped Cate.

'Yes, 6 months gone now,' I said. 'Nobody knows who the father is but it isn't Chris's and he's left her now.'

'Isn't Chris living with that slag at number 15? What's she called? Tracy?' said Theresa.

'I think so, but I'm not sure how well that's working out,' I replied.

'I think Steph and Rob might be splitting up too,' said Cate. 'I was walking past their house and I heard an awful row. Rob was screaming at her. Calling her a whore. He said she must have fucked everyone in the street.'

'Everyone is always fucking everybody else on this street,' said Theresa. 'I like it, but sometimes it depresses me.'

'It makes me horny,' said Cate. 'It makes me want to get my cunt licked.'

Cate looked at Theresa and they laughed hard.

Shit, I thought. Here we go again.

'Girls,' I pleaded. 'Perhaps we shouldn't. You know how gorgeous I think you both are and you know how much I want to fuck you, but I don't know. Perhaps we should preserve out friendships etc.'

'We weren't talking about you, Captain. When we want our cunts licked and we have something much better than you, old man,' said Theresa.

'Show him,' said Cate. 'Go and get the dog.'

Theresa left the room and went out the back door into their garden. Me and Cate could here her talking to some kind of animal. 'Come here,' she said. 'Good girl.'

I thought this was the moment when Red Lion Street had finally turned bat shit crazy. Were these pretty young things going to bring an animal in? How deranged and perverted were they going to be?

Theresa walked back in with a blond short haired woman crawling on her hands and knees. The woman was wearing a collar and lead.  She wore black nylon see-through knickers and black whore heels.

Her back was covered in tattoos and she had big natural tits. She was maybe in her mid to late thirties.

'What the fuck?' I said.

'This is Phoenix,' said Theresa. 'She is our dog. She does whatever what we want.'

Phoenix didn't say anything. She just looked around her. She sat up so we could all see her tits.

'Good girl,' said Cate. 'We found her wandering the streets. We gave her a tin of dog food and washed her. Now we keep her in a kennel in the back yard. She adores us. She will do anything for us.'

'Does she speak?' I said, staring at her intently.

'If we let her,' said Cate. 'If we allow her. She is completely at our beck and call. She hangs on every word we say.'

Phoenix looked at Cate with big obedient eyes.

'Show her what else Phoenix can do Cate,' said Theresa.

Cate got up and undid her skirt. She let it drop to the floor and kicked it to one side. She wore no panties. Her cunt was clean, bald and beautiful.

She slipped her tight white t-shirt over her head. Cate wore a pretty red polkadot bra. Cate had tiny, tiny tits. She didn't even really need to wear a bra at all.

Cate got on the floor and lay on her back.

'Here Phoenix!' she called. 'Come here, come here girl. Eat cunt. Eat my cunt.'

Phoenix scampered across the floor and got straight between Cate's legs.

Straight away there was this gross slurping sound. Phoenix really did eat cunt like some hungry animal. She was eager and keen.

'Fuck,' said Cate. 'That's a good, good girl.'

Theresa sat down next to me and put her hand up her dress. 'You might as well have a wank whilst we watch. I know I'm going to.'

I unbuckled my jeans. My dick sprang out. I stroked myself. Normally the girls are impressed but I knew today they only had eyes for each other. I was a spectator.

'Jesus, that's so good,' said Cate as she writhed on the floor. 'For such an old dog she really is as keen as a new born pup. I can honestly say that no-one has ever licked my snatch as good as Phoenix. Not my cousin Theresa, not my teacher, back at school, not even my uncle, Theresa's dad.'

'Shit,' I said. 'What is your family like?' 

'Fucked up,' said Theresa. She had her dress up by her waist now. She wore no panties. She flicked her clit with her index finger.

Pheonix was groaning and moaning, pushing her face deep into Cate's crotch. She wanted to please her mistress. She wanted to be a good dog.

Cate gasped and arched her back. She pushed her cunt into Phoenix's face. Her tiny tits were in the air.

'Such a good old dog,' said Cate. 'Yes, yes, yes. Right there. Lick me there and I will come. I WILL come soon. Just there. Good dog. Good slutty, old dog. Do it right. Do it right. Oh Yeeeeeeesssssssss!'

It was a beautiful sight. Cate's whole body tensed up as the orgasm shook through her. She fell back on to the floor and slumped. Pheonix pulled out and sat up.

Her face was absolutely smeared with cunt juice. She looked very pleased with herself.

'My turn,' said Theresa. 'Get on your back you dirty, old bitch.'

Phoenix rolled onto her back. She had been well trained. Theresa squatted then knelt down onto Phoenix's face. Theresa was always the most aggressive of the two cousins.

She didn't care to make Phoenix comfortable in anyway. She just just ground her plump, tight fuck hole into Phoenix's hungry mouth.

'Fucking eat it. Eat it bitch!' shouted Theresa.

The girls were getting nastier and were enjoying abusing Phoenix but Phoenix seemed to like it even more. She moaned and licked and tongued at Theresa's wet pussy.

'Fuck her face, cousin,' shouted Cate who was now sitting up but had stuck two fingers in her cunt and was trying to bring herself off again. 'Sit on that dirty bitch's face. Come on her. Come on her my sweet cousin. Oh this is so fucking hot.'

Theresa pushed her tits out proud, 'Shit, she really does eat cunt good doesn't she? I'm nearly there. I'm nearly fucking there.'

'We have our own sex slave, a beautiful old dog who will eat our soft young cunts in return for dog food and a kennel,' said Cate. She had three fingers inside herself now.

'FUCK ME THAT'S GOOD!' cried Theresa. She was thrusting up and down Phoenix's face. She was being so hard and rough. It must have been hurting poor Phoenix but she didn't complain. She really was a very good dog.

'Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!' cried Theresa.

As she came she pushed down so hard I felt I was going to hear Phoenix's skull crack. Theresa threw her head back and her huge tits shook as she howled out her cum cry, 'aarrrrrrrggggggggghhhhh!'

'Me too! Me too!' Cate had her legs as far apart as they would go and had three fingers in deep. She was finger fucking herself hard and fast. She came for the second time and sighed, 'what a fucking, dirty, depraved slut you are Phoenix. Good girl.'

Phoenix was finally allowed up for air.

Her face was covered in cunt juice.

'Could you get her a bowel of water?' asked Theresa who was now slumped in a heap on the floor.

I went to the kitchen. Phoenix followed me. I hadn't gotten to come. My dick was as rigid as a pole.

I found a bowl with 'dog' written on it.

I placed it on the floor.

Phoenix lapped at the fresh water with her arse in the air.

I fucking love living on this street.

(Phoenix exists. Find her here.)

Chapter 37: The Double

Stephanie lives at number 42 with her husband Rob and their baby.

She fucks whoever she likes and doesn't tell him.

You can read all of Stephanie's stories here.

Rob knocked on my door. He was in tears. He held up a photograph of Stephanie with three big black dick in her, cunt, arse and mouth.

I had seen the photo before.

'I found this photo of my wife. Jesus Christ, our marriage is over. We have a kid and everything. What is she doing?' said Rob.

'I know,' I said. 'Your wife is out of control.'

'You knew about this? You knew and didn't tell me?'

I decided there and then that, apart from the time I shot my own creamy load over Steph's arse, I would tell Rob everything.

'I just...couldn't get the guts to tell you. I've seen that photo before though. She pretty much brags about all the men she fucks. I'm so sorry Rob.'

'Jesus shit my wife is a whore. A real fucking whore,' said Rob.

'Well not a real whore,' I said. 'She doesn't charge money.'

'Have you fucked her?' asked Rob.

'No,' I said. It was the truth. I had just licked out her arse-hole and came on her butt cheeks. 'The funny thing is, I think she wanted you to know. I think she does actually love you but she wants you and her to be something else. Something wild. Something forbidden.'

'What am I going to do?' asked Rob.

'Well you can fuck whoever you like now, that's for sure,' I said.

'And you think that's what Stephanie wants?'

'I don't know about that but she can hardly hold it against you.'

'Shit, I...I don't know, I'm lost. I'm angry.'

'Come on,' I said, pulling on my coat. 'Let's go fuck a girl.'

'Just like that?' said Rob. 'Who?'

'Eloise at number 45,' I said. 'Now she really IS a whore. It's her business. We pay her. We fuck her. We've all fucked her. You're probably the only person on the street who hasn't.'

Eloise really is a whore. I fucked her once when I was bored. She is built with solid foundations. A woman who was bred to fuck and not much else. Her tits are like worlds colliding. Her legs are like the Twin Towers.

You can read all of Eloise's stories here.

Five minutes later we were in Eloise's place. She wore a small black, stretchy, lycra dress with nylons and black and white patent leather shoes. Both me and Rob had hard ons. She could tell.

'It's usually £500 to fuck my cunt without a condom, but you can't come inside me. However this fucker,' Eloise pointed at me. 'Shot his dirty wad up my snatch without asking last time. I'm not particularly inclined to let you back in there again without a sheath.'

'Yeah, sorry,' I said. 'I just lost control. It won't happen again.'

'Like fuck it won't,' said Eloise. 'Listen I tell you what I'll do. I'll charge you a special rate £800 for the both of you but you can't go in my cunt, you'll have to fuck my arse instead.'

'Shouldn't the arse cost more,' I asked.

'Not mine. Let's just say it's a little weather worn, plus there's a recession on.'

'It's a deal,' I said.

'Is she real?' said Rob.

With one move Eloise had her dress up and over her head and it was on the floor. Her big tits were already scooped outside of her bra like the pornstars have them. I assume she wore her bra like that all the time for convenience.

She was a vision in black nylon and lace.

'Don't take another thing off,' I said. 'You look perfect.'

'Drop your pants,' commanded Eloise.

Rob dropped his trousers and pants. A pretty decent shlong sprang out, hard and erect. Rob's dick looked angry and mean just like him.

I pulled down my own trousers. My dick could win prizes. I've told you this before.

'Holy fucking shit,' said Rob, looking at my dick.

'I know,' said Eloise. 'This shit head almost made me come last time. It really is something.'

'On your knees,' I said.

Eloise got down between us. She took our two shafts and started to wank us.

She wanked us good. She knew what she was doing. One in each hand. Long, generous strokes. She spat on our cocks. She took my dick in her mouth and flicked her tongue around. She looked up at Rob as she did so.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth and said to Rob, 'I've seen you around, with your pretty wife and your little baby. What makes you come here and fuck me?'

'I found a picture of my wife, with all three of her holes filled by a bunch of black dudes,' said Rob.

'Lucky girl,' said Eloise as she moved over and took Rob's dick in her slutty gob.

'Oh mercy,' said Rob.

'Tastes delicious,' said Eloise as she came up for air. She went back down and deep throated him.

'My wife doesn't suck my dick like that,' said Rob.

'Of course she doesn't,' gargled Eloise with the dick half in her gob. 'But I bet she sucks other men's dicks like this. I bet she likes the taste of black dick the best of all. We all do when it comes down to it.'

Eloise switched from dick to dick. Taking us deeper and deeper each time.

When she didn't have a dick in her mouth she looked up at Rob and said, 'So why are you here getting your dick sucked? Why aren't you fucking your wife?'

'Because I found out she had had three black dicks in her cunt, arse and mouth, all bigger than mine.'

'Lucky, lucky girl, but you must be heartbroken you poor lamb,' said Eloise, still gasping between cock sucks. 'I'll tell you what as a special treat I'll let you eat out my filthy whore snatch for free.'

'Blimey,' Rob looked at me with a worried face. 'Eating out a whore's cunt. Is that even safe?'

'I washed it this morning. Get down there fucknuts.'

Eloise had a special kind of cushioned table made purely for fucking. It's the kind of thing you only see in the home of a prostitute, or a couple of swingers, or a gonzo porn directer.

Eloise climbed on to it and got her legs apart. Rob paused for a moment and then got down and started lapping at Eloise's greasy pussy. Eloise reached down and grabbed the back of Rob's head and pulled him deep into her crotch.

I went up to Eloise's face. She got her big cock sucking lips around my tip. She licked and kissed and teased.

It was a gorgeous sight looking down at Eloise spread out on her whore table like a succulent piece of fuckmeat. This women was over the hill and almost used up. But somehow despite her big fake tits and her skanky, tramp mouth this fuck monster still had class.

Her lingerie, stockings and shoes were not that of a normal everyday whore. She spent money on the tools of her trade. She was an artist too. A truly creative mind. The way she flicked and tongued my helmet. She kept bringing me up close to the edge but instinctively knew when to slow down and prevent her getting a gooey splat of man fat on her face.

She was different to how she'd been when I had fucked her previously. Normally she was good, but it still felt like she was watching the clock. This time it seemed like she wanted something out of this too.

She kept her hand clamped on the back of Rob's head and kept pushing him exactly where she wanted him. She lifted her big arse off of the table and pushed up into him trying to squeeze every sensation out of his eager mouth.

'Eat me, fucking eat me!' she said. 'Your slut wife is worse than me. At least I get paid. Three horse dicked black dudes in every hole. Think of that and eat my filthy whore cunt.'

I watched Rob eat Eloise's slit. I can't say I was jealous but Rob seemed to be really enjoying himself.

'How many men have screwed your tired fuck hole, Eloise?' I asked.

'I know this because I need this information for my accountant,' said Eloise. '672.'

'Fuck,' I said.

'That just makes me want to eat cunt even more,' said Rob.

'Fuck me now,' said Eloise. 'Flip me over. Fuck me up the arse.'

Eloise sprang up and got on all fours. She splayed her legs out.

'Condom?' asked Rob.

'Don't fucking care, stick it in,' said Eloise.

Rob parted the prostitute's butt cheeks and glided in. His face looked surprised, as though he didn't expect it to go in that easily.

Rob grabbed Eloise's and bra and suspender belt. He pulled them tight.

I stuck my dick in Eloise's mouth and fucked her face some more.

The three of us rocked like that for a while. A perfect spit roast. Eloise pushed back and made sure Rob's balls slapped against her arse as she let him go in deep.

'My cock's going in so fucking deep,' he cried.

I thrust my big dick all the way in too. I made sure my bell end hit the back of her throat. Eloise looked up at me and her eyes said harder, rougher, faster.

I fucked her face harder, faster and rougher.

Today was special for Eloise. I don't know why. She wanted more.

'How many men have fucked my wife? Why is my wife such a slag?' tears started to run down Rob's face as he continued to fuck like a deranged robocop.

Eloise came up from air. 'Shit,' she said. 'I don't know what it is, maybe the thought of your bedraggled, cumstained wreck of a wife but you two big dicked fuckers might actually be able to bring this old whore off.'

'Really?' I gasped. 'When did a man last make you come with his dick?'

'2003. Tip me over the edge and this is on the house, fucknuts.'

'But how?'

Eloise slipped of Rob and told him to lie on the table. He lay back with his dick in the air like a flagpole.

'I can't hold on much longer,' said Rob.

Eloise got above him with her back to him and lowered herself down. She spread her swollen shit hole wide. 'Back in you go,' she said.

Rob was up inside her arse-hole. Eloise pulled her legs up high and wide. 'Fuck yes, she said. Now you,' she looked at me.

'What? In there? It's....impossible?'

'I don't think my cunt even works anymore. I want two dicks up my anus, right now. Stretch me, use me.'

Eloise pulled her legs further apart. Both me and Rob were pretty well hung guys. I thought this defied the laws of physics. I pushed my tip in above Rob's dick. Our cocks touched. I don't mind that. It felt good. It felt wrong. It was going to be so fucking tight in there.

'I don't think it's going to work,' I said.

'I did it just once before, but they weren't as big. I'm pretty stretchy. Push in. Hurt me. I don't care. I like it.'

I fought against the resistance. I didn't feel like it would work and then, I don't know what Eloise did, but I was inside her arse. 

So fucking tight.

So wrong.

My cock against another mans inside a whore's anus.

A real life anal DP.

'Holy fucking christ, that's it. You fucking, fucking fuckers. Fuck, fuck, fuck!' cried Eloise.

I couldn't get all the way in but I would say three quarters was.

'Fuck MEEEEEEE! I am so full. I am so fucking full,' cried Eloise. 'Think of your slutty shitbag wife and shoot your angry spizz up my back door, NOW.'

Rob made a noise like a slaughtered pig and then I felt his shaft pulsing against mine, It was too much and looking down at this stretched whore I too had to let go too. I came hard.

Two jets of semen shooting up inside her and Eloise nodded and closed her eyes. Her ass-hole clamped tight around us and I knew she was cumming hard. All three of us in perfect unison, absolutely peaking.

Fucking beautiful.

As we started to pull out, what looked like a cup full of spunk oozed out of of Eloise's spent bum-hole.

'Fuck,' said Eloise. 'Get out of my house, now.'

'My marriage is over,' said Rob.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 36: The Bridal Shower

Penny is a dirty slut. Really, she's just a dirty slut.

Penny lives at number 48 with her mother Laura. You can read all of her stories here.

Penny is engaged to Warren, some rich fuck who screwed her the first night he met her.

Penny rang me up the other day and said, 'Come into town, I need you. I'm at the bridal shop on Kent Street.'

'What the fuck do you need me for in a bridal shop?' I asked.

'Because you're a dirty cunt of an old man and I need your opinion on something,' said Penny.

I couldn't argue with her description of me. I put the phone down and got in the car.

It was an high class part of town. It was a very expensive bridal shop, it had private fitting rooms.

I was expected, I was shown through.

Penny stood there in white heels, corset, hold-ups and skimpy white lace panties.

She wore a large white veil.

At first she looked like a beautiful, fairy tale bride who had forgotten her dress, but then I looked at her hard young face and saw the eyes of a tramp.

'Hello, you dirty old fuck,' said Penny.

'What the hell are you doing Penny. Act your age. Put some clothes on.' Penny is 22.

'Keep your wig on Captain. I need some advice. I'm getting married to some old, rich fuck and you're an old fuck too.'

'What do you need?'

'A wedding night is supposed to be a girl's perfect moment. I want nothing left to chance. I want to be a dynamite fuck for Warren. I want to be white lightening. I want to be a silver streak.'

'And?'

'How do I look?' asked Penny.

It's hard to describe the exact, specific way in which Penny is hot. She is a thoroughbred, a pedigree. She can turn any head. She has an hourglass body. Her tits are large, natural and firm. Her legs are long, strong and powerful.

Her face is pretty, certainly but her eyes have a nasty quality. You know she would do anything, everything.

Dressed in beautiful white lace, with a virginal head piece, the lie was bought into perfect focus.

She was a gorgeous slutty whore dressed as a virgin and there was nothing hotter.

'Warren will come in his pants before he even touches you. No man could say no,' I said.

'Prove it,' said Penny.

I walked forward. I placed my hand around Penny's throat. I pulled her close.

I whispered in her ear, 'You want another man? In your wedding night lingerie? You are just dirt'

'I want to drink you, old man. Down my fucking throat.'

Penny unzipped me and slipped her hand inside.

'Jesus fucking Christ, you old fuck. They weren't lying.'

'Who's they?' I asked.

'Eloise at number 45 said you were the biggest on the street. She said when you came in her cunt, it was like someone had fired a garden hose pipe inside her.'

'That's true,' I said.

'Angela at number 18 said her fuck box had never been filled so completely. She told me she wants it again and soon.'

'That is also true,' I said.

'Theresa at number 14 said she bitterly regretted letting you fuck her up the ass. She knew she wasn't big enough. It hurt her to sit down for a week.'

'True, true and true, I said.

'I have a small mouth and big, full lips. I don't think you could get right down my throat. Let's see.'

Penny sat down. She got her legs wide apart and opened her mouth. I dropped my trousers. She took me in her hand. She wanked me slowly with a few strokes and then bought me into her mouth.

'Let's see,' she said.

Penny's precious, sweet mouth was tight around my cock but she was a good girl and opened her mouth wide and greedily took me. Her mouth was warm and wet. She ran her tongue around my end. She pulled me in and out.

Do you have any idea what it's like to stick your dick in another man's bride whilst she is still wearing her wedding veil? 

I'm thinking that even those of your who are married, your wife took her veil off. Or slipped off her high heels because they were 'killing her'. Or possibly thought that getting on her knees for a full on face fuck wasn't really romantic enough for a wedding night.

Penny looked straight up at me. I started to fuck her face with my full length.

My bell-end hit the back of her throat and my balls slapped against her chin.

'You're going to be a terrible wife,' I said.

Penny took my dick out for a moment and said, 'I'm going to be the best fucking wife in the world. You think this is going to be a secret? I'm going to tell him you fucked my face whilst I sit on his dick. I'm going to let him, and his friends, screw me up the arse whenever he wants and I'll never be poor again.'

'But Jesus, you're in your bridal gear? I'm fucking your whore mouth? Doesn't that mean anything to you?'

'I'm doing it for Warren, because he asked me too, because deep, deep, down this is what every man wants their wife to be. They want them on their knees, on the street and they want them to never, ever take their heels off.'

Penny was wanking me with a good firm grip. She took me in her mouth. Then she took me out. Then she took me back in again.

'Holy shit. Bad Wife, Another man's bride. Fuck. Fuck.'

'Look at me,' said Penny. ' Look down on another man's bride. Look at my big eyes. Look at my full, red lips wrapped around your dick. Look at this sweet, young girl in her corset and smooth, white nylons. Look at me. Fucking look at this young, harlot wanking you and let go. Fucking let go. Come in my fucking whore, bride mouth. Shoot it. Fucking shoot in my slut gob now. Don't waste a fucking drop.'

I looked down at her beautiful, big eyes and I wanted to do it.

I exploded. Penny opened wide but she had such a small pretty mouth. Most of my spunk went in but a drop landed above her mouth and some fell off her bottom lip onto her chin.

The jizz dripped off her chin onto her expensive wedding lingerie.

'You fucking dirty old fuck,' said Penny.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 35: The Third Date

Carol lives at number 5 Red Lion Street.

Carol isn't like the other girl's on this street. At least I didn't think she was.

I want to call her my girlfriend but our first two dates didn't work out at all. Let's just say she misbehaved.

You can read all about them here.

I rang her up and said, 'Carol, I think we've got something special here but you've got to stop acting like a fucking whore?'

'I feel something special for you too,' said Carol. 'Why don't we give this thing one last try?'

'What shall we do?' I asked.

'Perhaps it might be better if we met in company? I have a group of friends who I'd love you to meet.'

'This sounds like a much better idea. Let's do it. When?'

'Pick me up at 8:30.'

I pulled up outside Carol's at 8:23pm. Carol apologised for still being in her work clothes. Carol worked in local government. She was an advisor on arts funding. She looked great in a business suit.

I opened the car door for her. She was all smiles.

'Where to?' I asked.

'I'll direct you,' said Carol.

As we drove, the early evening light was fading. We talked and laughed and I remembered how happy Carol made me feel.

We talked about the last few albums John Coltrane made and she said she preferred his work with Elvin Jones, Jimmy Garrison and McCoy Tyner.

We talked about silent movies and about how we had both seen the BFI's recent restoration of 'First Born' at the last London Film Festival.

We discussed the novels of Kurt Vonnegut and both agreed that Slapstick was our favourite.

Carol told me to drive into some wasteland behind an industrial site.

'Fucking fuck Carol, not again,' I said.

'I just want you to meet some friends of mine. Then we'll move on. It's important that you like my friends.'

'Ok,' I said cautiously.

On the wasteland we found five ordinary cars. Standing beside them were five ordinary looking men.

The first one was short, fat, ugly, bald and ugly.

The second one was losing his hair and had a big beer belly.

The third one was wearing a track suit but looked like he had never run in his life. He had no hair.

The fourth one had the sort of face that had been hit hard with an ugly spade. He had a receding hairline.

The fifth one was short, fat, bald and ugly.

Me and Carol got out the car and Fatfuck #1 said, 'Are you hotmilf404?'

I whispered to Carol, 'These don't sound or look like your friends.'

Carol whispered, 'My Internet friends are real to me.'

Carol stood with her legs apart and slipped off her smart pinstriped jacket and let it fall onto the dirty ground.

'Let's get this thing started,' she said.

'Oh shit,' I said.

The five ugly fucks got out their dicks.

Fatfuck#1 had the smallest dick you'd ever seen.

Fatfuck#2 had a 6 inch, pencil dick. Alright for some I suppose.

Fatfuck#3 had a hefty blood truncheon. Nothing to be ashamed of at all.

Fatfuck#4 had a dick even smaller than Fatfuck#1.

Fatfuck#5 had a massive schlong. Like a cow's dick or something.

'Fuck this,' I said.

'She yours mate?' asked Fatfuck#3.

'Yeah, I guess,' I said.

'He's my man. He's my beau,' said Carol. 'He wants to watch you use me.'

'Is that right mate?' asked Fatfuck#2. 'Can we, you know, like have her and that.'

'Do what you like,' I said. I leant back on the car and waited for it to end.

Carol unhooked her white corset style top and pulled it to her waist. Her bangers fell free. She was in her forties. Maybe a little older than me but she still had tits to be proud of. Big natural fun bags that you'd want to suck until dawn.

Carol knelt on the dirty ground with her red heels splayed out behind her. She didn't care about her nylons or clothes. She pulled up her puppies and pushed them together.

'Titwank,' she said. 'Who wants one?'

Fatfuck#3 had the second biggest dick and he walked up and slid it in between Carol's boob crevasse.

Carol pushed her tits together around his shaft.

The other shit heads got in close and started to watch and wank.

Carol looked into the thugs eyes and squeezed her tits closer together. The brute fucked them.

'How's that baby?' asked Carol. 'Does that feel nice?'

'Fuck. Yeah. Fuck.' said the oaf.

'Better than your wife's I bet,' said Carol. 'I bet you wish your Wife had tits like this that you could fuck whenever you wanted?'

'Fuck, yes that's it. Big tits. Big lovely tits.'

These men were not wordsmiths.

'When I push my tits close together I can make them tight like a cunt. Do they feel like a cunt for you big man?' asked Carol.

'Fuck, yes. Cunt. Big tits. Fuck,' said Fatfuck#3. He was barely sentient.

One of the other guys stopped wanking, looked over to me and shouted, 'Your girlfriend is a fucking slag mate.'

'Yeah, I know,' I said. I was disgusted but my dick was still getting hard.

'Can I stick my dick in her mouth, mate? Is that alright mate? If your girlfriend gives me a BJ?'

Who the fuck says BJ anymore?

'Sure,' I said. 'Fill your fucking boots.'

Fatfuck#5 stuck his big dick in my girlfriends pretty little mouth. She swallowed it greedily.

Carol got into a squat position and hitched her skirt up. She was wearing black stockings and reached down and pulled her skimpy panties to one side so she could get to her fuck box. She fingered her slit till it was wet and swollen.

The men were getting impatient and angry. They all wanted her hands, tits and lips wrapped around their meat. They crowded in around her, all trying to get their turn.

Carol could certainly multitask. She switched from dick to dick. Wanking one whilst sucking another. Sometimes she had a dick in both hands and one in her mouth. Even then she still had time to touch her own tits and cunt and bring herself to the edge of orgasm.

The greedy little slut kept going back to fatfuck#5 and the biggest dick out of all of them. He grabbed the back of her head and stuffed his cock in her mouth as far as it would go.

Fatfuck#1 said, 'Can you believe this lads? She's a right fucking tart, right?'

Fatfuck#2 said, 'I want to fuck her. I want to fuck her cunt. I want to fuck her arse, her tits, her face. Everything.'

Fatfuck#3 said, 'I can't believe women like this exist.'

Fatfuck#4 said, 'I wish my Wife was like this. I wish my Wife would suck and fuck as though she really loved me.'

Fatfuck#5 said, 'Shit, she's sucking me off.'

Carol came up for air and shouted, 'Fucking, fuck, fuck, fuck. More!'

I sighed and got my cock out.

Fatfuck#1 said, 'Fuck her mouth! Fuck the slag!'

Fatfuck#2 said, 'I want to fuck her? Will she let us fuck her? She said she wouldn't on the net. I didn't bring any condoms.'

Fatfuck#3 said, 'This is like a porn movie.'

Fatfuck#4 said, 'I want to fuck her, then I want to go home and fuck my wife, then I want to pay for an 18 year old prostitute and then fuck her.'

Fatfuck#5 said, 'I'm so ready. So fucking ready.'

Carol took a dick out of her mouth, rubbed her soaking cunt and said, 'The biggest, the biggest can take me. The biggest can fuck me. That's all. Just one.'

I slowly started wanking myself. I hated myself for it.

Fatfuck#1 said, 'Shitfuck! Why can't we all screw her? Shit! Not fair!'

Fatfuck#2 said, 'I'm going to fuck her anyway. Who cares? Who's going to know?'

Fatfuck#3 said, 'Am I the biggest? I might be? Anyone got a condom?'

Fatfuck#4 said, 'Do it, do it, do it!'

Fatfuck#5 said, 'Move aside boys, let the dog see the rabbit.'

Carol took a cock out of her mouth and stood up and put one foot on the bumper of my car. She got her legs apart. 'Fuck me without a condom. Do it quick. You don't need to please me.'

My dick was hard now. I'm ashamed to say.

Fatfuck#5 got behind Carol and slipped inside her.

The air reeked of sex. All you could hear was grunts and moans. Fatfuck#5's balls slapped against her arse cheeks.

Fatfuck#1 said, 'Suck it. Suck my tiny dick bitch.'

Fatfuck#2 said, 'I'm going to dump such a messy load all over this whore.'

Fatfuck#3 said, 'Let me have a go. It's my turn.'

Fatfuck#4 said, 'Is she tight? Is her cunt tight? Is she tighter than your wife?'

Fatfuck#5 said, 'She's tighter than my wife.'

Carol said, 'I'm tighter than your wife, I've got bigger tits that your wife and I'm dirtier than your wife.'

Fatfuck#5 said, 'I'm going to come in your cunt, whore.'

Carol said, 'Be my guest.'

Fatfuck#5 howled at the moon and dumped some old man junk in my sweet girlfriend's snatch.

When he pulled out he was still dripping spaff everywhere.

Carol crouched down and pushed her tits out.

'End it boys. Finish me off. Dump your load on me.All come together. Drown me. Land it on me. Watch the eyes.'

Fatfuck#1 said, 'Fuck.'

Fatfuck#2 said, 'Yes.'

Fatfuck#3 said, 'Shit.'

Fatfuck#4 said, 'I love you.'

Fatfuck#5 said, 'I'm going home.'

It's hard to say who came first. I definitely came last and I didn't come on Carol.

Cum rained down on my girlfriend.

Carol was a mess. Wiping jizz from her eyes and tits as she got up with her stockings laddered and her clothes all muddy and dirty.

Nobody helped her up. Nobody said goodbye.

On the way home Carol turned to me and said, 'Do you want to come back to mine? We can fuck like lovers fuck.'

I love living on this street but sometimes it's too much.