Red Lion Street

Chapter 26: Wednesday Morning 3AM

2012-02-20T20:25:00.000-08:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Valerie lives at 28.

You can read all of Valerie's stories here

Last Tuesday I was walking back from the Red Lion Pub. I walked past Valerie's house. I looked up at her window. The curtains were open and I could see Valerie, naked.

She was writhing and cavorting. I guess she was dancing for her husband. I watched for a little while.

Valerie is 50 years old although you wouldn't believe it from these drawings. She has an unbelievable body, utterly unbelievable. At the age of 41 I am still able to have an older woman fantasy. She keeps promising me that one day she'll fuck me. I don't know that she ever will.

I watched for a while and let my dick get hard.

I walked home and went to bed. I fell asleep and dreamed of Valerie's perfect tits.

At one in the morning the phone rang. It was Valerie.

"I'm naked in bed," she said. "I can't sleep."

"How can I help?" I asked.

"Can you remind me of all the ways I have let you cum on me?"

"Well," I replied, "First of all you made me jerk off over your clean white blouse, then you wanted me to wank over your butt crack, then you wanted my cum all over your crotch and shaved cunt, and then lastly, you made me bust my load over your tits in broad daylight, outside my house. "

"So you've never left your spunk on my face?" Valerie asked.

"No, never."

"You've never seen your semen running down my cheek?"

"You know I haven't."

"You've never plastered my eyes shut with your thick, gloopy cream."

"Stop it."

"When was the last time you busted your nut?" Valerie asked.

"I have about a day and a half's worth of baby batter in my nut sack, why?"

"I have an idea," said Valerie. "It's the best idea I've ever had. My husband is asleep beside me. In an hour I'm bound to fall asleep. I want you to come over. I'll leave the front door unlocked. Walk up to our bedroom and come in. Stand next to my side of the bed and jerk yourself off until you shoot your load over my pretty sleeping face. Hopefully you won't wake me up. I want to wake up in the morning with your jizz drying on my lips and cheek. It will be the perfect present for my husband."

Valerie's husband, Derek, loved this shit. I think. I hope.

"You're insane," I said and put the phone down.

I had no intention of doing as Valerie said. I was starting to get tired of being her sex toy, always at her beck and call. Never getting to fuck her properly.

Who was I kidding. I loved being at her beck and call. She could do what she wanted to me.

I tried to get to sleep and forget about her.

Would you be able to sleep in these circumstances?

I lay there, staring at the ceiling. 2am came and went.

I wasn't going to do it. Another hour passed.

At 3am I got up. Put my jeans and shirt on and went outside. I walked down to Valerie's house and up to the door.

She hadn't lied. The door was ajar. I push it open and walked inside.

My heart pounded with fear. This was the craziest shit I'd ever done. Were Valerie and her husband laughing at me? It was over two hours since she phoned. She must be asleep by now.

I carefully crept upstairs. I walked to Valerie and Derek's bedroom and opened the door.

I was rigid with fear but somehow my dick was getting harder. I was becoming erect.

The bedroom was dark but a little moonlight still came in from the open window.

I could make out two shapes on the bed. As my eyes adjusted I could just about see Valerie and her husband. Valerie was on top of the sheets and hugging her pillow.

She was completely naked.

I walked forward and stared at her. Derek was just a few inches away from her with his back turned.

This must have been something they both planned. He must have known about this. No Wife would ask another man to come into her bedroom and cum on her face whilst her husband slept beside her. Would she?

What kind of filthy, slutty wife would even imagine something like that?

I wondered if they were both awake. I wondered if they were pretending to be asleep but it had been a long while since Valerie had phoned. She was breathing softly and slowly. Her husband snored a little.

I undid my jeans. I pulled out my thick, long, dick.

I was hard and erect.

I wanked myself softly in the dark.

I stared at Valerie's long white legs. I stared at her beautiful, smooth ass. I looked at her sweet, red, cock sucking lips.

I walked around to her side of her bed. A floorboard creaked and I froze. Valerie stirred in her sleep and rolled on to her back.

Her beautiful tits were exposed to me. Valerie had a perfect pair of bangers. Sweet C cups that still held firm even at her age.

Valerie settled and remained asleep.

I gently tugged at my dick in long, soft strokes.

Sometimes I like to beat myself off hard and fast and give myself a violent hard wank.

Other times I like to give myself a soft, tender handjob.

I had known Valerie all my adult life. When I was teenager she used to totter down the street in her mini skirt. All the boys used to masturbate about her.

And now all these years later here I was; jacking myself off into her beautiful face whilst her husband slept beside her.

I gave myself one long, stroke and felt the cum rise up from my balls.

I savoured that beautiful moment when you are on the brink of the climax and then let myself explode.

I gasped. A perfect arc of semen jetted into the air.

Valerie turned her head in her sleep as if to receive my load.

Jizz landed on Valerie's cheek.

Cum splattered on Valerie's chin and started to run down her neck.

Spunk landed on the bridge of her nose right beside her eye.

Valerie stirred and twitched. My warm cum was slipping down her face.

She looked fucking beautiful. I had always dreamed of seeing Valerie's spunk splattered face. This gorgeous, horny woman had haunted me for twenty five years and now here she was; soaked in my cum in her own marital bed.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 25: Doctor Sun

2012-02-16T17:46:00.000-08:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street.

Chris lives at number 29 with his wife Reese.

Chris punched me in the face because I'd fucked his wife in her wedding dress and taken photos.

Reese had shown him the photos because Chris had fucked Eloise the whore lives at number 45.

Have you been paying attention?

My head hurt bad. I need to see a Doctor. Doctor Sun has a practice on Red Lion Street at number 52.

I made an appointment. Doctor Sun is short, with a tight, slamming body. She is Asian and wears push up bras. She wears heels that most women would find it hard to walk in.

She did some tests. She shone a light into my eyes. She said, "Your head is fine Mr Shame. Just rest up for a few days. There is however something else I wanted to talk to you about."

"Yes Doctor."

"About a year ago you saw me and said you were worried about testicular cancer. I did a thorough examination of your genitalia. I sent your semen away for tests."

"I'm alright aren't I? I haven't got anything have I?" I asked frantically.

"No," said Doctor Sun. "But there is something about your genitalia that falls into a specific area of my research."

Doctor Sun got out two pieces of paper and stuck them to the wall with Blu Tak.

One was a technical scale drawing of my dick. The other was labelled 'average dick'.

My dick was twice the size of the average dick, but you knew that already.

"What on earth is your area of research?" I asked.

"I'm interested in the parasympathetic division of the autonomic nervous system and in particular it's relation to the bulbospongiosus muscle under the control of the spinal via the pudendal nerve."

"I beg your pardon?" I said.

"I want to know if big dicks shoot faster and harder and I want to know if you shoot bigger loads than small ones."

"Oh, I see," I said. I didn't see at all. I was assuming I was still concussed.

"Do you mind if we conduct a small experiment? It will only take a few minutes of your time. A few questions, perhaps a practical experiment."

"Of course not," I said.

"Undress and put this smock on," said Doctor Sun giving me a smock. "Change behind that screen. Lie on the bed."

I went behind the screen and started changing into the smock.

"I'm going to ask you some questions whilst you get changed," said Doctor Sun.

"Sure, fire away," I said.

"How long does it take you to become fully erect?"

"Well that all depends," I said. "If you're talking absolutely fully extended, well then sometimes it takes a special lady to do that. However just the other day I was crossing the street and I saw this fantastic, fat twenty year old girl. She was wearing white leggings that were way too tight and was teetering on tacky gold high heels. She looked so trashy and wrong and before I could blink my dick was huge. I mean, I could even walk. I had to just stand there for a while until the erection wore off."

"On average, Mr Shame. How much semen do you produce when you ejaculate."

"I try to save it up for nights when I know I'm going to meet a special girl. I like to treat a woman right and give her just what she deserves so an ideal load would not only give her face a nice pasting but also have some left over to shoot some down her tit crack. The problem is sometimes when you have two girls kneeling in front of you both begging for a fresh load. I once surprised myself by shooting so much up a girls ass-hole that almost as soon as I pulled out jizz started posing out of her hole and running down her leg. I guess I would say, at best, my load can be an egg cup full."

"For the purpose of this experiment today, what ideally makes you the hardest."

"Hmmm, let me think. I would say that a slutty Asian Doctor with nice slim stockinged legs and high heels, heavy eye make up and a nice cock sucking mouth."

"Are you hard now, Mr Shame?"

"Yes I am."

"Ok, I'm coming behind the screen now."

Doctor Sun moved behind the screen. She saw me lying there with my dick standing tall and proud. She gave a little gasp.

Doctor Sun's skirt was hitched up high to reveal her beautiful, nylon clad legs, her garter belts and naked, bald cunt. She had been playing with herself.

Doctor Sun undid two more buttons on her blouse and pulled her tits out of her red bra.

"I hope you don't mind Mr Shame but it really is important for the purpose of this experiment that I get to see your member fully engorged. I thought if you saw my vagina and beasts it might ensure you were fully extended."

"Play with your cunt a little. That will make me fully extended," I said.

Doctor Sun put one of her legs up on to my bed. She started stroking her slit. She put a finger in her mouth.

"This is purely in the name of scientific research," she said.

My cock ached to be inside her. "I want to fuck you," I said.

"I'm a professional, Mr Shame and this experiment does not reacquire you to fully penetrate me."

She slipped a finger inside her snatch and let out a little whimper. She never took her eyes of my dick for a second.

"However," said Doctor Sun. "It would be very useful to me if you could actually ejaculate so I could collect a sample. Then I can test it for it's properties, you know; sperm count, fertility, taste."

"Taste?" I asked.

"Yes, taste. It's very integral to my research. I may need to taste your semen."

"You want me to blow a load of my junk into your slutty gob?" I asked.

"I want to analyse your semen for scientific purposes but first I want to ensure that you are fully hard."

"I know one thing that makes me harder than anything else," I said.

"What's that?" asked Doctor Sun.

"It's when cute, horny Asian women in uniforms sit on my face and make eat their cunt for half an hour."

Doctor Sun clip clopped over on her heels. She got up on the bed and straddled my face. She let her cunt hover above my face for a while. I could smell her delicious, mustiness.

"Eat it you fucking lousy, shitbag!"

"Doctor Su..."

Doctor Sun smothered my face with her pussy.

I love eating cunt. I can eat cunt for hours.

Are you a woman reading this who feels like having her cunt eaten?

If you sat on my face I would never ask you to get off.

Doctor Sun ground herself down. Her pussy was wet. She smeared her cunt juice on my chin and nose. I pushed my tongue in between her flaps. I eased my way inside. Her slit tasted sweet and tangy. She moaned. I pushed my tongue in further.

"It easy getting bigger," said Doctor Sun. "Your dick is getting even bigger."

I pushed my tongue in as fas as it would go. Doctor Sun pushed down hard. She wanted all she could get.

I reached up with my hands, I tried to get her go down and take my cock in her mouth. I wanted her to 69 me. She fought me. She didn't want to. I tried again. I pushed her back she relented. I felt her hair fall across my dick and then I felt her warm lips around my helmet. Oh fuck.

She would only go half way down and then pull up again. She use her tongue to flick around my helmet. She knew how to suck dick good.

Now that she was down on me I could pull my face out from her cunt and get a little air.

Her stockinged legs were splayed apart. I got my hands on her gorgeous ass cheeks. I massaged them. I pulled the apart. I looked inside her ass crack. I saw her beautiful tight shit hole.

There's only one thing I like more then licking out a girl's cunt, and that's licking out a girl's ass hole.

Are you a girl reading this who fancies having their ass-hole licked for a couple of hours whilst they watch tv?

Ring me up, I'll come straight round.

I said to Doctor Sun, "I'm going to stick my tongue inside your anus now."

"Fuck yes!" cried Doctor Sun. "Do it you useless fucking tool!"

As I eased my tongue into her most private place her little rosebud opened up to receive me.

I pushed my tongue into that tight little place as far as it would go. She tasted fantastic. Sweet and musty.

Doctor Sun paid me back by taking all of my massive dick down her mouth. I thrust upwards and made sure my cock hit the back of her whore mouth.

We stayed like that for ten minutes. Both of us crazed and hungry, eating each other up. She couldn't get enough of my dick in her mouth and I could get enough of the taste of her ass. I managed to move my hands round and get three fingers up her cunt as well.

"Please let me have your cum," said Doctor Sun. "I know some girl's pretend to like it. They pretend to like cum because they know their boyfriends watch porn. But I really want it. I really need your cum. I really need your cum. I don't want you to wait I want to blow your fucking load right now. I want to see how much you've got. I want it in my mouth. I want you to spray my face. I want it everywhere. Give it to me now."

"I'm ready," I said.

Sun threw herself off of me and got down on her knees on the floor.

She looked up at me with eyes and mouth wide open.

Her beautiful tits. Her beautiful stockings.

I was going to blow.

I aimed for her mouth I knew that was where she wanted it.

My first blast was too strong though. It shot over her face and landed in her hair.

The next shot was better. Some went above her mouth and up her nose but I got a good gloop on her tongue.

It really was a big load, three more spurts came out and fell onto her beautiful tits.

I pulled away and looked at her.

My beautiful oriental queen was cum drenched and loving it.

Best of all was the streak of cum in her hair. I fucking loved that.

"Shouldn't you have got some of this in a specimen jar?" I asked.

Doctor Sun was letting the jizz fall from her mouth and nose onto her tits. She was cupping her boobs and pushing them together.

She was massaging the cum into her tits like she was a pornstar.

She wasn't joking. She really did love cum. She really did need it.

"I fucking love cum," she said.

I fucking love living on this street.

Chapter 24: Nurse Cate

2012-02-13T05:45:00.000-08:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Chris lives at number 29 Red Lion Street with his wife Reese

Chris fucked a prostitute, Eloise who lives at number 45.

Reese found out and as revenge asked me to fuck her in her wedding dress and take photographs. You can read about that here.

Are you keeping up?

Yesterday there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and it was Chris. He was mad. I knew he'd found out.

"You fucked my wife? In her wedding dress?"

Before I could think his fist lashed out. He punched me hard and square in the face.

I fell back into the house. I was out cold.

I don't know how long I lay there unconcious there for.

Slowly I started to come round. My head was pounding. I felt like my skull had been split in two.

I was aware that I had been moved. I was no longer in the hallway. I could sense I was in my living room. Cushions had been propped behind my head.

My vision was blurred. There was someone else in the room with me. I could make out a shape moving.

Slowly I regained focus.

It was Cate. Cate lives at number 14 Red Lion Street.

Cate was standing there in a nurse uniform. It was too short and too tight.

Cate is not a nurse. I thought I may be hallucinating.

Cat wore white stockings and I could see her garter belt and her smooth white thigh skin beneath her hemline. She wore shiny black stilletos and as always her hair was a brilliant flame red.

"Wh..wh..what are you doing here? Why are you dressed like that?" I asked.

"You're hurt. You needed a nurse, so I came," Cate replied.

"But, you're not a nurse," I said.

"I can be," she replied. "I will be, for you, today."

My head throbbed with pain. "Ow," I said.

"What happened here?" said Cate. She sat down. Her legs were beautiful, long and smooth.

Could it be possible that I was half concussed and getting a hard on at the same time?

"Chris came round and punched my lights out," I said.

"Why?" asked Cate.

"Because I fucked his wife in her wedding dress and took photos. She must have showed him the photos. She said she was going to."

"Holy fucking christ. Why did she do that? Why did YOU do that?"

"She did it because Chris had slept with Eloise, the prostitute at number 45. I did it because, well, I don't know. I guess I did it because Reese has the most heavenly, massive natural boobs and I wanted to see them bounce up and down as I rammed my dick inside her."

"Wow," said Cate. "I would have loved to have seen you fucking Reese. Her tits are fucking beautiful and your dick is huge. I bet it made an awesome sight. But also I would have loved to have seen Chris fucking that whore, Eloise. She's got a massive ass and I've heard Chris is hung like a fucking Giraffe. I bet he tore that skanky slut to shreds."

Cate had sat on my big leather chair. She had eased her legs apart. She was wearing dark red panties. She knew I could see. She wanted me to see.

She undid the top button of her nurse uniform.

"Is it making you horny?" I asked.

"Yes," said Cate. "All this depravity right on my door step. People on this street just can't stop fucking and doing the wrong thing. It's like they put something in the water."

"Why are you here, Cate?" I asked. "Why are you dressed up like a nurse? Why are you showing me your panties?" Why are you unbuttoning your dress?"

"Do you want me to nurse you?" said Cate. "Do you want me to make you better?"

"Yes, please," I said.

"Where does it hurt?" asked Cate.

"Here," I said, point to my head.

"But more than that, I feel tense. I'm in shock. I need...something to relax me," I said.

"I can help you relax," said Cate. She undid some more buttons of her dress. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. She didn't need to. "Reese and Eloise may have the biggest, natural tits on the street but I'm not jealous. I know what my perky little girls can do. My small tits make men hard. They make you hard."

"They do," I said. "They're making me hard now. It's making me dizzy all this blood rushing to my dick."

"Don't worry honey," said Cate. "Here comes the red cross."

Cate pulled her dress down from her shoulders. Her small tits were free. She had taped red crosses onto both of her nipples. It looked hilarious.

Cate kept her legs apart. She stared me straight in the eye. She didn't say a word for a few minutes. My dick was fully erect in side my jeans.

"Nurse," I said. "I feel so tense, I need to rest. Make me better."

"I know what to do," said Cate.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm going to slip out of this tight, nurses uniform. Then I'm going to crawl over to you on my hands and knees in my cute heels and stick my ass high in the air. You'll take your jeans off. I won't put you in my mouth and I won't fuck you. You're not well enough for that."

"What, will you do then?"

"I'm going to give you the best hand job of your life."

"How can you be so sure?" I asked. "I've had some pretty good hand jobs."

"Take your jeans off," said Cate. "Wait and see."

Whilst still lying on the floor I pulled off my jeans and underpants. My giant dick sprang out.

Cate stood up. She let her nurse dress fall to the floor and then stepped out of it. She was gorgeous, young and supple. She got down on her knees. She went on all fours. She crawled towards me like a cat.

She pushed her ass up high in the air.

Sometimes all you need is a good hard screw.

Sometimes all you need is to stick your dick in some beauties' mouth and let go.

Sometimes all you need is to lie on your back and have some angel beat you off.

Cate knew exactly what I needed today.

She was right in front of me.

"I can smell your dick," she said.

She took my dick in just one of her hands. She let my shaft go between her middle two fingers. It was an unusual technique.

"Think about something nice, whilst I wank you," said Cate.

"Like what Nurse?" I asked.

"Think about the time I let you cum all over my black stockings," said Cate.

Read about that here.

I thought about my jizz on her long, stockinged legs and felt the spunk rise up from my balls.

Cate wanked me a little harder, a little firmer.

"Think about the time you watched me licking Stephanie's cunt through her window," said Cate.

Read about that here.

I thought about Cate with her mouth all wet from Stephanie's snatch.

I knew I was going to shoot soon. I felt my balls tighten. Cate kept jerking me off.

"Think about that time you fucked my cousin up the ass and let your jizz fall onto my glasses," said Cate.

Read about that here.

I thought about my jizz falling and splashing on Cate's pretty face.

"Come on honey," said Cate. "Let it all out. You'll feel so much better."

I let go. Four beautiful arcs of cum jetted into the air.

"Nurse!" I cried.

Cate smiled throughout.

I had cum on my dick and balls and leg. Cate had cum on her hand.

"Clean me Nurse," I said. Cate licked her hand clean and then she got down and licked my dick, balls and leg until I was perfectly clean.

She ate my cum, she swallowed it. She fucking loved it. She did all this and didn't even touch herself once. A truly dutiful nurse.

"Yum," said Cate. "Now go and see the Doctor. You've have had quite a shock and I don't mean this."

I love living on this street.

Chapter 23: The Second Date

2012-02-02T10:32:00.000-08:00

Carol lives at number 5 Red Lion Street.

You can read all of Carol's Stories here.

Me and Carol went on a date. I like her. I want her to be my girlfriend. We talk about movies and books and like the same stuff. We make each other laugh and she's good company. She's my age as well, not like all the other girls on Red Lion Street who are usually too old or too young for me.

A few months ago we went on a date and it went really, we talked over dinner and got on fine but then on the way home she asked me to pull the car over and shoot a load of warm, fresh cum down her throat.

Which was...well it was fun but it just kind of left a strange atmosphere and since then neither of us had phoned each other.

Yesterday the phone went and it was Carol.

She said, "Look, I'm really sorry about what happened before. I don't know what came over me. I'm really not like that at all. I would love for us to try again at this thing I really would. Why don't you let me take you out to dinner this time and we can start again."

I was very happy. I didn't one rash mistake to ruin our relationship. Carol picked me up at 7pm and she drove us to the restaurant.

I must say I was surprised at how Carol was dressed.

I wouldn't say she was dressed slutty as such but the top she was wearing was definitely a little bit too see-through. I could clearly see her black bra and her hefty bangers. She wore a red skirt as well that was just a little too short. Dark tights and knee high boots completed the outfit.

We went to an Italian restaurant. We talked about the novels of Daniel Defoe and how they never seemed to have a sad ending.

We talked about the films of Roman Polanski and about how they often had a sad ending.

Carol apologised again for her behaviour on the previous date and I said that there was no need, these thing's happen.

Carol wasn't 'knock out' attractive in a conventional way but I felt she was beautiful. She had an open face and kind eyes.

I felt I was falling for her.

At one point she leaned across the table and took touched my hand lightly. My heart skipped a beat.

Over dessert we talked the recent David Hockney exhibition at the Royal Academy but both agreed that although we secretly liked the paintings of David Hockney, we probably wouldn't brave the crowds to see it.

Despite my protesting Carol paid for the meal. I loved being around Carol, it was such a perfect evening. She said "Let me drive you home."

It was a beautiful night. Strangely warm for January. Carol said, "Let's drive to the back fields."

The back fields was a small park that backed onto Red Lion Street. We parked the car and walked a while, hand in hand. The half moon was clear in the sky. Carol talked about her family and her fears and regrets.

The moment felt right, I took her in my arms and kissed her. She slipped her tongue in my mouth. She tasted of wine and coriander. I felt something move, down in my trousers.

Carol said, "Listen, I hope you don't mind, but, well, er, there's something I want to ask you?"

I said, "You can ask me anything you like, Carol."

Carol hesitated, she said, "Well, it's just...would you spread me over the front of my car, pull down my tights and knickers and stick your huge tool in my tight shit hole and fuck my ass super hard?"

I didn't say a word. I turned her around. I cupped her huge boobs in my hands. I massaged her firm tits and pushed my bulging crotch up against her ass.

"I'm wearing tights and panties,' said Carol. 'I was trying to be a good girl. I didn't wear stockings.'

Carol pulled up her tiny red skirt up around her nylon clad ass. Carol's butt cheeks were big and beautiful. I wanted to ease them apart and find out what hid between them.

'You want to be fucked on the bonnet of your car?' I asked. 'You want me in your ass-hole?'

'Sometimes I want to be cunt fucked, sometimes I want to be face fucked. Tonight I want to be ass fucked. I want you to be as big as possible for me. I want to be filled completely.'

'Get on your knees. Use your mouth.'

Carol crouched down in front of me. She eased her legs apart. Her skirt was still hitched up. She undid my belt and pulled down my trousers. My dick sprung out. Carol gasped.

"I remember this," she said. "I remember how you fucked my mouth. I remember how your bell end went right to the back of my throat, almost making me choke and gag. I remember how your cum tasted as it shot down my throat."

"I remember how beautiful it was to cum in your mouth. I remember how you let my jizz fall from your bottom lip onto your boobs."

"I don't want your dick in my mouth today. I want your dick in my ass hole."

"Would you lick my balls though?"

"Certainly," said Carol.

Carol wanked my cock gently with one hand and then tenderly licked my balls.

She took her time. We were in no hurry. We were standing by the car in the middle of the car park. We didn't care.

Carol opened her mouth and took my whole ball sack in her beautiful big mouth.

I looked down and saw my beautiful, sweet whore in her long, black fuck boots and see through top.

I could see her giant tits as she continued to work on my balls. She looked magnificent.

Anyone walking in the park would see a slutty, street skank with her skirt hitched up, begging to be rammed by her man.

Carol looked up and said, "Do you want to see?"

I said, "Yes, please."

Carol turned around and walked to the car. She bent over the bonnet. She pulled her skirt right up to her waist and tuck her ass out.

I knew Carol had a big ass, but with the nylon stretched over her epic white cheeks this was the most heavenly of sights.

"I want to ejaculate all over your ass right now," I said.

"I know," said Carol.

"I want to see my cum running down your nylon clad legs," I said.

"I'm sure you do," said Carol.

"I want my jizz to drip onto your black whore boots," I said.

"Shut the fuck up. Do you want to know how we're going to do this?"

"Yes I do," I said.

"You're going to pull my tights and panties halfway down my thighs. That way they will be stretched tight and I won't be able to get my legs far apart. It will make ass hole tight for you. Also it means after you cum the jizz will collect in my pantyhose and be smeared all up my legs when I pull them back on."

"How did you get to be like this?" I asked.

"Do it. Use me."

With my dick fit to explode, I took hold of her pantyhose and eased them down over her smooth white globes.

Her ass was even bigger once free of the tight nylon. A gorgeous giant butt for me alone. Cheap cotton panties were the only thing between me and her fuck holes.

I pulled her panties half way down her thighs. The pantyhose and tights were pinching into her skin.

I could smell her cunt.

I could smell her asshole.

Carol tried to get her legs apart further. It was hard. The pantyhose kept her legs together.

I said, "I can smell your cunt, I can smell your ass-hole."

"So can I," she said.

"Do you want me to eat you?" I asked.

"No," said Carol. "I've been ready a long time."

"You want me to fuck your cunt first?"

"I don't want you to eat me. I don't want you to fuck my cunt. I just want your rod up my shit hole. I want you to bang me till you cum and nothing else. Now be a man and fuck my ass."

I eased my throbbing cock into her ass crack. Carol pulled down her nylon top. She got her boobs out of her bra. Carol's tits looked false. I didn't care.

I eased my thick bell end into tiny puckered hole. Carol helped ease me in. I could believe she wanted it this way. I thought she would be too dry.

I pushed into her and then all of a sudden her ass opened up for me and my shaft slid inside her.

"Holy fucking shit, ow!" said Carol.

Carol was no ass virgin. Some dick had been up here before. But the pantyhose kept her legs together and she was super tight for my rock hard meat.

I was three quarters in. "Do you want all of it?"

"I want all of it," said Carol. "I've never had a dick this size up my back door."

"Relax," I said. "You can take it."

I reached round and took one of Carol's tits in my hands. Carol reached round and grabbed me. She braced herself.

"Now," said Carol, "please."

I pushed in. My balls smacked her ass.

"Fucking fuck," cried Carol.

"Fucking shit," I said.

"Fucking, fuck, fuck," cried Carol.

"I love your fucking fat ass, I love fucking it."

"Fuck the living shit out of it."

"I'm going to cum in your ass baby."

"Don't call me baby."

"What shall I call you."

"Anything you want."

"I've got a fucking whore for a girlfriend."

"You don't know the half of it," said Carol.

I pushed in and out of her ass. Her anus got looser, wetter. Carol moaned and gasped with every thrust.

"Fucking fuck!" she said.

"I'm going to cum."

"Do it, do it, you fucker, I can't take it any longer," cried Carol.

"Say something," I said. "Send me over the edge."

"I've been fucked 13 different men in my ass-hole. Two of them on the same night."

I was falling in love with the sluttiest girl in the world.

I shot my load. I emptied myself inside Carol's ass.

"I can feel it. I can fucking feel it," said Carol.

I kept pumping.

"I can still feel it. Fucking fuck, it feels good."

I pulled out so I could smear some of the still seeping cum on her ass cheek.

"Watch," said Carol.

She tightened her ass muscles and then let got. She made my warm gloopy jizz fall out of her ass onto her pantyhose. A real heavy load of semen oozing out of her.

"I'm going to pull my tights up," said Carol. "I'm going to smear the cum into my skin and the nylon."

I fucking love living on this street.

Chapter 22: The Middle of the Night (part 2)

2012-01-23T21:59:00.000-08:00

This chapter follows on directly from Chapter 21.

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

Rikki is her friend, she lives at number 27. You can read all of her stories here.

I slept restlessly that night. I was worried about Penny and Rikki. They had just climbed into a strangers car with no knickers and their sweet young cunts on display. I wasn't sure at all that they knew what they were getting themselves into.

I waited until the next afternoon before ringing Penny. She picked up.

"Penny? It's Captain Shame," I said.

"Hello Old Man," said Penny. I like it when she calls me that. I am only 41.

"I was worried about you girls last night? Are you ok? What happened after you got into that car?" I asked.

"You don't have to worry. He was ok. He took care of us. Do you want to know what happened you old pervert? Do you want to know all the details?"

"Tell me what happened. I want to know all the details," I said.

"The guy's name was Warren. He was rich and looked OK, better than you in any case. I was sitting behind him in the car I leant forward so I could smell him. He smelt nice. He asked us where we wanted to go? I said, 'Is your place near? Do you have drink? Do you have a large clean bed?' He said he had all those things.

As we drove to his flat I whispered to Rikki, 'Let's show him our cunts.' We got our legs wide apart in the back seat and hoped he would look into his rear view mirror and see that we weren't wearing panties. He seemed to adjust his mirror. I couldn't tell if he saw my snatch or not. He didn't say anything.

We got his flat. We walked up the stairs in front of him. We teetered on our heels. We swung our hips from side to side. We knew he must have seen our bare cunts by now. Warren's flat was big and clean and he obviously loaded.

Rikki turned to Warren and said, 'We all know what's going to happen. Pour us two glasses of your most expensive whiskey and then sit on the sofa.'

Warren got us our drinks and sat on the sofa. We sat either side of him. We both placed our hands on his crotch and felt his dick getting bigger. I got on my knees. I pushed my ass in the air and moved in for a kiss.

He slipped his tongue in my mouth. He tasted of money.

I moved my tongue and around his mouth. He twisted his tongue around mine. I felt my nipples harden.

'How much money do you have Warren? asked Rikki as she massaged his dick through his suit trousers.

'Three times more than both your families put together,' said Warren. 'Do you want to know how much that glass of whiskey costs?'

'Yes,' said Rikki.

'About £60,' said Warren.

'I'm just a little slut,' said Rikki. 'I don't know anything about whiskey. I drink cheap white wine and flat lemonade. I'm the dirtiest girl you've ever had in your flat.'

'Don't be so sure,' said Warren.

I pushed my tongue in his mouth to stop him talking. I didn't want him to fuck Rikki. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to fuck me, use me, love me, marry me and then take me away. I wanted him to fuck me because he was rich. That was all. That was the only reason.

Rikki unzipped Warren's fly and his dick sprang out. 'Come see' said Rikki. I got down to inspect this rich fuck's dick. It was long, smooth and beautiful, though not especially thick."

"I know mine is bigger," I interjected.

"Shut the fuck up old man," replied Penny. "We got our faces up close to his dick. His dick smelt musty and dirty after a day inside his pants. I've learnt to love that smell."

I whispered to Rikki, 'Let me have him. Let him fuck me.'

'You want him all to yourself?' asked Rikki.

'Yes.'

'You owe me. You have to bring me off. You have to eat my cunt.'

'Don't fight over me girls,' said Warren.

His dick quivered there in front of my eyes. I couldn't take it any longer.

I put my lips onto his helmet. I opened my mouth wider. I slid my slutty gob down his shaft and let him gradually go all the way in. My mouth was wet and warm for him. I heard him gasp, 'Jesus fuck.' My cock sucking lips were almost down to the base of his shaft. His long dick was filling my whore hole completely.

You know how some girls don't know how to suck dick properly?

You know how most girls don't?

You know how almost every girlfriend you've ever had, hasn't sucked your cock right?

Well that isn't me. That has never been me. I have always known how to suck dick right. When I was a young girl I would practice with a cucumber. Before I'd even had a real dick in me I'd got my technique right. I made a boy cum in my mouth before I ever had a dick in my cunt.

When I feel a dick softly pumping jizz down the back of my throat I know that I've won and I feel like the queen of the world. I wouldn't have minded if Warren shot his load into my filthy young mouth right there and then. I would have swallowed his load straight down and then finger fucked myself for a week.

Rikki was behind me. I heard clothes dropping to the floor.

'And now take off your blouse,' said Warren. I heard Rikki unbutton and drop her shirt on the floor. I moved my lips up and down Warren's dick. I got lipstick all over his cock.

'Do you want to see my tits?' asked Rikki. Warren said he did. Rikki scooped her perfect titties out of her bra. Rikki had beautiful C cup boobs. Not big, but gorgeous, sexy and enough for any man. I felt Warren's dick swell bigger in my mouth as he watched my best friend show herself off to him.

'Lift you skirt. Show me your cunt,' said Warren. Rikki lifted her short black skirt. She was wearing no panties. Her pussy was smooth, neat and tight.

'What kind of girl goes out dressed like that, not wearing any panties?' asked Warren.

'The kind of girl who is going to eat her best friends cunt whilst she sucks you off,' said Rikki.

Rikki got down on the floor. I got my legs apart for her, I pulled my dress up high. Rikki was on her back and underneath me. She was at my door. Her tongue eased into my slit. It felt like Heaven.

Men who think they know how to lick pussy don't know shit.

Only girl's know how to eat cunt. Rikki's tongue was the mother fucking best.

In our late teens me and Rikki had no money and would stay in and practice cunilingus on each other whilst our other friends went out. For endless nights we would tease each other's fuck holes with our tongues until we collapsed from the exhaustion of multiple orgasms.

'Do it right babe,' I said.

Rikki did it right. She spent a living age flicking my button and making me quiver all over. My mouth was still full of Warren's dick and I still wanted to feel his spunk in my mouth whilst this beautiful whore bitch ate out my wet gash like the world's best pornstar.

I wasn't going to hold on and I wasn't going to hide what was happening. Rikki pushed her tongue all the way up inside me and I pushed my crotch down hard on her young slut face.

I came hard.

Warren's dick sprang out of my mouth as I howled out, 'Oh baby, baby, baby, baby.'

I felt the juices of my glory hole oozing out over my beautiful Rikki's face.

I squeezed out the last drop of my climax. I got up, my body still shaking. I sat on the sofa exhausted, but Rikki and Warren wanted more of me. It was like they were addicted to me. Rikki pulled me dress down and let my boobs fall free. Warren pushed his hand down into my crotch and grabbed my wet pussy and kissed my face all over. Rikki took my left tit in her mouth.

Warren put his tongue in my mouth. He didn't mind that my breath tasted of his dick. Real men don't.

'What do you want?' said Warren.

'I want you to fuck me,' I said.

'How do you want to be fucked?' he asked.

'I want you to fuck me like a virgin would fuck a prostitute. I want you to fuck me quickly and selfishly and not think about my pleasure in any way. I want to be used.'

'Do you want to take your clothes off?' He asked.

'No,' I said. 'I want you to fuck me in my best heels and party dress. It's my most expensive dress and it cost less than the glass of whiskey you gave me. I want you to get spunk over my best dress. I want you to ruin it.'

'I'll buy you a new one,' said Warren.

'You can buy anything you want. You can buy me. You can keep me here in your flat as a pet whore and throw a fuck into me anytime you want.'

Warren got off of me and undressed fully. Rikki sat on her knees to watch. She had two fingers in her cunt. She said, 'Fuck her, Warren. Split her in two. She likes it rough.'

I got my long legs high in the air and pulled my ass cheeks apart so he could see my prize.

My cunt was dripping wet. Warren pushed my legs back and entered me easily.

'Sweet Holy Mary,' I said.

Sometimes I like to be fucked slowly on the grass on a hot summers day with my lover bringing his cock out to the tip and then easing it back in again.

Sometimes I like to be shafted hot and mean by two fat builders in a public toilet. One in my cunt and one up my asshole.

Sometimes I want a man to make love to me all night on satin sheets and never, ever cum until the morning.

I just wanted Warren to fuck me and I didn't care how.

Warren fucked me like a rich man fucks a girl of 23 who has her high heeled legs in the air.

Warren's balls slapped against my ass cheeks.

My tits shook with the force of the fuck.

Warren's cock reached deep into the back of my cunt.

I pulled my legs back higher for him.

Rikki put an extra finger in her cunt.

Warren's balls slapped against my ass cheeks.

I said, 'please.'

Rikki said, 'Fuck her.'

Warren said, 'You're beautiful.'

My tits shook with the force of the fuck.

Rikki took her fingers out of her cunt.

Warren fucked me harder and faster.

Rikki put her finger inside her asshole.

Warren said, 'I want all of you.'

I said, 'You've got all of me.'

Rikki said, 'Somebody help me please.'

I said, 'Come here baby.'

Warren took his dick out of me and sat down. I straddling him, reverse cowgirl style and eased myself down on him. We were a perfect fit.

Rikki looked like a young goddess in her stockings and heels. She stood up on the sofa. She got her snatch above my face. She lowered her cunt down on my face.

Nothing tastes sweeter then my best friend's pussy. I could eat it for breakfast lunch and dinner. I know Rikki's cunt perfectly. I know just what to do.

I flicked teased, licked and lapped.

Warren's dick was pounding me from below.

Rikki said, 'Do it right baby.'

I said, 'Let's cum at the same time girlfriend.'

Rikki said, 'Is he fucking you good Penny?'

I said, 'He's filling my cunt up. He's a perfect fit. He makes me feels beautiful.'

Rikki said, 'Is it the fuck you always wanted?'

I said, 'I want him to cum in my fuck box and make me pregnant. I want to keep him forever.'

Rikki said, 'Penny, can I cum on your face, can I cum on your face now? I want to, I'm so close.'

I said, 'I'm close too, baby, I'm close too.'

Rikki said, 'I'm cuming baby.'

I said, 'I'm cuming too baby.'

We came, beautifully and at once. I had cunt juice all over my face and my breath smelt of dick.

Rikki had cunt juice all over her face too.

We collapsed into a pile of sweat, nylon, tits, heels ad pussy juice.

'I still need to cum,' said Warren.

'You need to, you deserve to. You did well, come here.'

Me and Rikki got on our knees. Warren got his hard, swollen dick right in our faces.

'Who wants it?' he asked.

'Penny did most of the work,' said Rikki. 'Cum in my best friend's face. Spray her pretty whore eyes with your dirty jizz.'

'Is that ok?' Warren asked me.

'Do what the fuck you want Warren,' I said.

'Wank me,' said Warren.

I wrapped both hands around Warren's dick. I tugged there times and he fucking exploded.

I have to confess he took me by surprise. I'm ashamed to say I closed my eyes for a second.

He shot a big load at me. Some went up my nose. Some went across my eyes. Some got on my forehead.

'Oh Jesus', said Warren.

'You look fucking beautiful,' said Rikki. Straight away she got in close and started licking the spunk from my face. She cleaned me like an animal dog would her child.

I felt loved.

Old man?"

"Yes," I said down the phone.

"Did you cum?"

"I have cum all over my hands," I said.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 21: The Middle of the Night Part 1

2012-01-18T01:08:00.000-08:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. At 2am in the morning I heard loud squealing from the street outside. I thought it might be foxes fighting or something. I looked outside and saw Penny and Rikki standing by the bus stop.

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

Rikki is her friend, she lives at number 27. You can read all of her stories here.

Penny is 22 and fresh and smooth like a pebble. She was as drunk as a sailor and howling at the moon. She was dressed in a short velvet cocktail dress that showed of her long legs. She wore a choker around her neck and the highest heels.

Rikki is also 22 and Penny's best friend. She is skinny and awkward looking with long red hair and a big cock sucking mouth. She wore a skirt short enough to show she was was wearing hold ups. She wore black patent heels with tiny double straps. She was as high as a kite.

When Rikki saw me she gave me the finger and shouted, "Fuck off old man, what are you looking at?"

I looked at the girls for a moment, they were all legs, heels and lipstick. They looked easy. Any man or boy could pick them up.

"Girls," I said. "It's getting a little late. Don't you think you should calm it down a bit?"

"Fuck off you old pervert," said Rikki.

"Yeah, fuck off, you dirty old fuck," said Penny. "I saw you looking at my legs."

It was true I had been looking at Penny's legs. It want to kiss them from toe to cunt. I wanted to see my cum running down them. But this wasn't the night for that kind of activity. I was genuinely worried for the girls.

"Aren't you cold dressed like that Penny?" I said. "It's January."

"Why do old people think young girls are cold in their short dresses?" said Penny. "I'll wear what the fuck I want. I dress to impress. I dress to make men's dicks hard. I'm not cold, I'm hot!"

"What are you ladies doing out here at this time anyway? Why don't you go home to your mother Penny? She'll be worried about you."

"We're adults. We can do the fuck what we want," said Rikki.

"My mum think's I'm over at Rikki's parents," said Penny.

"Let's sit on the wall," said Rikki. "I'm tired."

The girl's sat up on the wall. Their skirts rode up their thighs. They had the most beautiful young legs.

"I think he's trying to look up our dresses, Rikki," said Penny.

Rikki giggled. I said, "For fuck's sake, Penny."

Rikki looked at me and hitched her skirt up a little higher, "Look closely you old fuck, what can you see old man? Tell me what you can see."

I looked. Rikki was wearing no panties. She was wearing hold ups and her perfect 22 year old pussy was there for anyone to see.

I tried to work out if Penny was wearing any panties. She had her dress up high and I could see all of her pearly white pins but I couldn't see if she was crotchless or not.

I decided to turn my thoughts to purer things.

"Girls," I said. "Tell me what you are doing out here at this time of night?"

"We're waiting for a bus," said Penny.

"He's still looking at my mini moo, the dirty old fucker," said Rikki.

"The buses have all stopped," I said. "There are no buses at this time of night."

"We want to go into town," said Penny. "We want to look for boys."

"He is! He is!" cried Rikki. "He is still looking at my slit. He is such a dirty, pathetic man. I think he's going hard Penny!"

I was going hard but I tried to ignore it. For once I was going to do the right thing.

"Penny, Rikki, listen. There are no buses, every where will be closed or closing by the time you get there and you are far too drunk and dressed that way you are likely to get yourselves into trouble."

"Dressed what way?" said Penny.

"Yeah, dressed what way, old man?" said Rikki. "What's wrong with the way we dress?"

"Nothing but..."

"Are we dressed too slutty?" said Penny. "Is that it? Can't a girl wear heels anymore without getting called a slut?"

"Do you think we're whores for wearing short dresses? Is that it?" said Rikki.

"Ladies, you look beautiful, but at this time of night and the state you're in, I think you might be sending out the wrong signals to men," I said.

"What signals are they?" said Penny.

"Do you think we're saying, 'we want to be fucked?', 'come and fuck us?' 'we love boys and we can't wait to be drilled?' is that it?" said Rikki.

"That is what we're saying isn't it?" said Penny to Rikki. "We do want to get fucked don't we?"

Both girl's almost fell of the wall they were laughing so hard.

I said, "I'm giving up. I'm going to bed."

"Dream of my cunt, old man," said Rikki.

Just as I was about to leave a car turned into Red Lion Street. "I can hear a car!" cried Penny. The girl's leapt of the wall. "Let's flag it down! Let's get a lift!"

The girl's staggered around on their heels. They were so drunk but they were still fucking gorgeous. Rikki was right I had gone completely hard for these delicious young harlots.

The car was big, black and expensive. I don't know shit about cars. The driver was some young rich, cock. He saw the girls' and their legs. He pulled over straight away. He wound down the window.

"What's going on girls?" he said. "Do you need a lift?"

"Yeah," said Penny. "We need a lift, take us somewhere."

"Where?" the rich fuck asked.

"We don't care," said Rikki. "Just take us."

The rich fuck looked at me and said, "Are you with them?"

"I was trying to take care of them," I said.

"He's not with us," said Rikki. "He's a perverted old man who keeps staring at my cunt because I'm not wearing any knickers."

"Jesus christ," I said.

"Ok," said the rich fuck. He was confused but could tell he was onto something. "Get in the car girls."

"Be careful Penny, be careful Rikki," I said. I turned to the driver and said, "Please take care of them."

Penny said, "Fuck off old man."

Rikki said, "Fuck off you old pervert."

The rich fuck in the car said, "Yeah fuck off old man."

As Penny got into the car her purple velvet dress rode up her ass and it was easy to see that she was wearing no knickers. "Dream of my cunt too old man. Sweet dreams," said Penny.

They all got in the car and drove off.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 20: Broad Daylight

2012-01-12T04:17:00.000-08:00

Valerie lives at Number 28 Red Lion Street. I live at number 10.

You can read all of Valerie's stories here.

Two days ago Valerie rang me in the middle of the afternoon. She said, "Remind me, where, exactly, have you cum on me so far?"

Valerie had been prick teasing me since I was 15. Recently she had let me cum on her a few times but I didn't think she would ever let me fuck her.

"Let me see," I said. "First you sucked me off and then let me cum over your white cotton blouse, then another time you let me cum over your puckered asshole and then last time you made me cum onto your cunt."

"That's what I thought," said Valerie. "Listen, my husband is here and he wants me to come over to yours and get you to cum on my tits then he wants me to come straight back so he can lick another man's jizz off my boobs. Is that ok?"

She really does talk like that. I felt my dick stiffen. "That's fine. When do you want to do this?" I asked.

"Right fucking now," the phone cut off. Two minutes later there was a knock at my door. I found it hard to walk to the door with my huge erection busting to get out of my jeans. I opened the door and there was Valerie.

It's hard to believe but Valerie is 50 years old. She is a phenominal looking woman for her age. Still tight in all the places that matter. She was wear a crisp white blouse and a prim, red cardigan. She wore a smart grey work skirt, black opaque tights and bright red lace up heels. On a street full of swanky sluts, Valerie was a real touch of class.

Valerie said, "I don't want to kiss, I don't want to suck you off, I don't want any delay. I just want you to get your huge piece of meat and wank yourself hard until you blow your wad over my sexy little tits."

"Come in," I said.

"No right here," said Valerie. "Right fucking here on your door step. Right here in broad daylight."

"You're crazy," I said. "Anybody could see. Your insane."

"That's what I want," said Valerie. "I want anyone and everyone to see. I want the neighbours to see the street slut getting sprayed. I want my husband to see me on my knees on the pavement getting a fresh load from another man."

"Jesus Christ," I said.

Valerie dropped to her knees. Her neat grey skirt rode up her thighs. She wasn't wearing tights. She was wearing hold ups. I saw a glimpse of the skin of her smooth white thighs and my dick went fully hard. Valerie unbuttoned her cardigan and blouse and showed me her black bra.

"Look at me," she said. "I'm your boyhood wet dream."

Valerie got her tits out of her bra. Valerie had small but perfect tits. I'd dreamed of cumming over them for 25 years.

"I'm on my knees for you," said Valerie. "I'm here for you. What are you waiting for?"

I dropped my jeans. My giant cock sprang out.

"Suck it," I said.

"Not today, baby," said Valerie.

"Why do you haunt me? Why do you tease me so?"

"I remember when you were 15 and I was 25," said Valerie. "I used to see your virgin cock get hard as I walked passed you in my mini skirts."

"I remember," I said. "Your skirts were so tight and high, I'd never seen anything like it before."

"I loved how big your cock would grow in your school trousers."

"My mother said you were a slut," I said.

"Your mother was right," said Valerie. "I'd already had 14 lovers by the time I was 25."

"I used to go home and beat myself off thinking about you."

"I used to go home and stick three fingers in my cunt thinking about the big dicked virgin school boy from down the road."

"You dirty bitch," I said. "You always promised me you'd let me fuck you one day."

"And you will. I want you to fuck me. My husband wants you to fuck me. It will happen, but not today."

Valerie was on her knees in the street. She didn't want anything other than my cum on her tits.

She didn't want love.

She didn't want tenderness.

She just want my cum.

"I've cum on your ass, I've cum on your cunt, now I'm going to cum on your sexy little tits. Is that it then? Then can I fuck you?" I asked.

"No, then I want you to cum on my fucking face," said Valerie.

"Then can I fuck you?"

"Maybe," she said. "I'm not sure."

I looked up and down the street, about 40 feet away three workmen were getting stuff out of their van.

"Fuck, those guys are going to see us," I said.

"I hope so," said Valerie. "They could join in. It would be the best surprise for my husband if I went home with four men's spunk smeared over my titties."

"He like's that stuff does he?"

"Honey, he'd lick it up like a cat with milk. He loves his slutty wife and he loves her best with another man's cum all over her."

"You are are unbelievable," I said.

My dick was about to explode I hadn't even touched it. I knew it would burst with the slightest touch.

"What the fuck are you waiting for?" said Valerie. "I'm being a total slut for all you, all I want is your fucking load, what won't you cum on me?"

"Is that what you want?"

"You know it is, I just want your load. Give me your fucking load."

"I have three days of cum stored up in here. My balls are heavy with jizz."

"Please spray me. I want cum on me now. Cum on my tits."

"I'm going to baby," I said. I wrapped my hand around my shaft and started tugging.

"Cum on my tits, fucking cum on my tits, CUM ON MY TITS!"

I felt a surge rise up from my balls. I was going to let her have it.

"Here it comes!" I cried. I was too loud I could hear the work man laughing.

"Fucking fuck I just want that cum!" cried Valerie.

I came. Hard.

Four gloomy, sloopy squirts of fat, creamy, jizz fell onto Valerie's smooth white little boobs.

"Oh Jesus, thank you, that's just what I needed," said Valerie. The workmen cheered.

Valerie got up straightened her dress and walked back to her house and her husband. She walked past the workmen. Their jaws were hanging open. She didn't do her blouse up. Anyone could see her cum splattered tits.

She just didn't care.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 19: The Dirty Weekend

2012-01-03T00:08:00.000-08:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Stephanie lives at number 42 with her husband Rob and her baby.

You can read all of Stephanie's stories here.

Stephanie writes me the filthiest letters. One came the other day, I'd been expecting it.

There were pornographic photos with the letter. Stephanie wrote;

'Dear Captain,

I wanted to tell you all about my weekend. As you know I went away for a few days. I told my husband I was going to meet my cousin, Sarah and go to a health spa. I wasn't. I lied. I had arranged to meet three well hung black men who were going to fuck the living shit out of me.

I'd logged on to a website called www.interracialromance.com my opening post said, "My name is Stephanie and to be honest I'm not looking for romance as such. It's just that I've never tasted, nor have I been fucked by a huge black dick. I don't want any commitment or love. I just want a damn good fuck from a black man and I don't want my husband to know. I am a blonde young mum in her early 30s. You've never fucked a body like mine."

I went to bed and when I logged on in the morning I had, had 56 replies. I just chose the first three, I didn't care. I replied to them and said, "I want you three to pay for a four star hotel out in the country. It must have a health spa and you must pay for all my food and luxuries. I will go there on the Friday and you will join me on the Saturday night. I will let all three of you fuck me. I will do what ever you want. This will cost you, but it will be worth it."

Shane, Reggie and Max all replied and said, "Hell, yeah!"

The date was arranged. In early December I went on a train to the hotel out in Sussex. I ate like a queen and slept in a deluxe hotel room. I spent all of Saturday relaxing in the spa and dreaming of the magnificent fuck I was going to receive in the evening.

We all met in the hotel restaurant for dinner. I wore a short leather mini and no panties. I wore a sheer see through top, so that everyone could see my black bra. I wore red patent leather high heels with an ankle strap.

I looked like a whore. I loved it.

Shane arrive first. He looked like a big black man who would have a massive dick.

Reggie arrive second. He looked like a big black man who would have a massive dick.

Max arrive third. He looked like a big black man who would have a massive dick.

We talked about news and sports over dinner. We were all nervous. Everyone looked at us. We were a strange combination of people. I decided to be bold. I said, "Let's go upstairs. Let's do something obscene."

We walked up the stairs. I was in front. I let my ass swing from side to side. My leather mini was so short I knew they could see I was pantyless. I gave a camera to Shane I said, "Take pictures, one day I'm going to show my husband."

I heard Shane say, "Jesus, is this really happening?"

I heard Reggie say, "Did you see the wedding ring on her finger?"

I heard Max say, "She's nothing but a whore. I fucking love it."

Outside my room I undid the zip on my skirt and let it slip down my butt. I said, "Cum inside."

Inside I let my skirt fall to the floor and stepped out of it. The three men stood their rubbing their crotches staring at my perfect, pink pussy.

"Strip," I said.

The men got out of their clothes. They were all muscle and big dicks. Shane's dick was extremely long and elegant. Reggie had a hug fat schlong. Max was bigger then both of them.

"Are you guys all married?" I asked as I slipped a finger into my damp funny.

They all said, "yes."

Shane said, "I love my wife but we're so busy we never get to fuck. I've dreamt my whole life of screwing a sweet looking vanilla girl like you. Didn't think I'd have to share."

"There's enough to go around," I said.

Max said, "My wife thinks I'm away on business. Three weeks ago I discovered she'd been screwing this white guy at her work. This is my revenge. Call it race relations."

Reggie said, "My wife actually knows I'm here and wants copies of the pictures when we're done. She wants me to fuck you up the ass-hole."

"I don't know," I said. "I've never been fucked up the ass by something that big." I pointed at Reggie's fat member.

"Turn around girl, everything is going to be fine," said Reggie. I got up on the bed. I got into the doggy position.

"Do you want me like this?" I asked.

"I want you like that," said Reggie.

"Fuck," said Max who was wanking.

"Holy mother," said Shane who was wanking.

"Take pictures," I said. Max got the camera.

Reggies got up behind me. "Open your legs, wider."

I got my legs wide apart. I still had my red heels on. I never take my heels off when I fuck. Reggie spat on my ass-hole. My nipples went hard. I felt his huge bell end at the rim of my ass hole. He pushed inside a little way. He was way bigger than my husband. It hurt a little. I gasped.

"Don't worry baby," he said. "Reggie won't hurt you. Just relax. I know you can take it."

Then in one gentle, slow surge, he pushed his meat all the way inside me.

"Oh good fucking god," I said.

Max and Shane had their huge fucking dicks bobbing in my face.

"Have you ever felt something like that before?" asked Reggie.

"I have never, ever in all my born days felt a dick like that," I panted. "Fuck me like a dog."

Reggie started fucking me like a dog. Max said, "How does her ass-hole feel, Reggie?"

"It feels tight man. Nice and fucking tight. It will even fucking tighter for you."

Reggie's balls slapped against my ass cheeks. He started to fuck me a little faster. It hurt like crazy. "I can't believe no-one even licked or fucked my cunt. You dirty bastards went straight for anus."

"Do you think you can come like that baby?" asked Reggie.

"Fuck me just like that you beautiful black angel," I said. "Fuck me just like that up my ass-hole, no faster and no slower and I will cum, hard."

Shane pushed his dick towards my mouth. "Kiss it," he said. I kissed it.

Reggie fucked my ass good and steady. He gave me his full length. I've never been stretched so wide.

"Like that, like that, like that, like that," I said.

Max, took pictures.

"Like that, like that, like that," and then I felt it, rising from deep inside my ass-hole, a huge wave took hold of my entire body. "Jesus fucking shit I'm cummmming."

"Yes you are baby, yes you are," said Reggie.

"Don't fucking cum in me," I screamed. "Save it for my face."

Reggie pulled out. "Next!" I shouted.

Max threw the camera to Shane and waved his massive dick in my face. "Where do you want it?"

"Same place as Reggie stuck it," I said. "I'm loving getting ass fucked by you guys."

I took off my sheer top and bra and let my cute little titties roam free.

Max lay on the bed and I squatted down on his dick. I would never have been able to take a dick the size of Max's if Reggie hadn't stretched me wide, as it was he was still a tight fucking fit. I was going to limp for a week.

But there he was, inside my ass hole. Deep, deep inside. I pulled my legs up high and kicked my heels in the air. The other two men were wanking like school boys.

"You are one fucking tight asshole!" screamed Max.

"I've never had my asshole fucked so good," I laughed.

"Are you going to come again?" asked Max.

"I might, I just might if you call me slutty names," said.

"What do want to be called?" Max asked.

"Call me slut, call me whore, call me skank, call me a filthy, fucking white bitch."

"You are, you are the filthiest nastiest cheapest white bitch I have ever met. Your husband should be ashamed of you," said Max.

"If he knew, he would be. If he knew I was getting fucked up the ass by three black men he would divorce me and spend the rest of his life wanking over it," I said.

"You are the dirtiest whore the world has ever seen. You don't deserve a dick like mine."

"Make me cum you fucking fucker. Make me cum hard."

"Like that? Like that? Like that?"

"Like that! Fuck my ass! Make me cum! I'm your whore, I'm your whore!"

I came again, harder than before. I squeezed ever ounce out of that shocking orgasm.

"Do you want my dick there too?" asked Shane. "Do you really want to be fucked three times in the ass?"

"Get here, do it. I just want to be used."

I got up and turned over. I told Max to stay where he was. I wanted him inside my golden snatch. I lowered down onto him until he was deep inside my cunt. I turned around and said to Reggie, "I have never been DP'd. Make a girls dream come true."

It was true, I had never been DP'd before. Max was completely filling my cunt. Shane was long and thin, he slid into my wet gaping ass-hole. They were tearing me open.

"Holy fuck," I said. "I don't believe this is happening."

"Where do you want me?" asked Reggie.

"There's only one hole left. Fill me up. Fuck my mouth," I said.

Reggie put his dick in my mouth. I was completely full. I was airtight.

The boys were rough. They pulled me every which way. They grapped my ass. They grabbed my tits. They were brutal with me.

Reggie fucked my mouth slow and steady. He loved to fuck slow and my mouth could only just take him. Sometimes he went in full throat and his balls slapped against my chin.

Max was the perfect fit for my juicy plump cunt. He fucked me nice and quickly, pulling all the way out every now and then to tease me. He was older than the other two and had perfect control.

Shane tore at my asshole like he had never had a fuck before. He rutted me like a donkey on heat. He was hurting me badly and I was scared he was going to damage me.

I fucking loved it though. I really, really did.

We fucked like that for an hour. Every five minutes we swapped around so I could try out a different one in my ass and then I could taste my asshole on the next one's dick. I came again when I tasted my cunt and ass on Max's huge fucking dick.

Eventually they all came out of me and said, "We want to cum. Where do you want us to cum?"

I said, "Decorate your cake. Put the icing on your vanilla tart."

Shane jerked himself off and came on my left tit. Cum dripped off down on to my thigh.

Reggie spunked on to my right tit and shouted out "you fucking, evil nasty witch!" as he did so.

Max blasted a huge dirty fat wad right in my pretty face. Cum was hanging off of my nose and chin. I looked so fucking beautiful.

Keep these pictures, Captain. Wank about me every day. One day I might show them to my husband.

Love Stephanie.'

I love living on this street.

Chapter 18: The Wedding Dress

2011-12-24T07:03:00.001-08:00

Chris and Reese are married and live at number 29 Red Lion Street.

You can read all of Reese's stories here.

You can read all of Chris's stories here.

The girls who live on Red Lion Street are really getting into their photography. Reese phoned me up. She said, "Meet me at the Red Lion tonight and bring your camera."

I went to the Red Lion pub and took my camera. Reese was there, as always, dressed in her smart but tight work clothes. Her slamming body was busting to get out of her pinafore dress and blouse. Reese had the sort of curves that always benefitted from wearing a dress a size too small and Reese knew what it did to the men.

I bought Reese a drink. I noticed that she wasn't wearing her wedding ring. She seemed, uptight and agitated. She said, "Listen Captain," that's my name, people really do call me Captain. "You wouldn't lie to me would you?"

"I can't see as there would be any reason too," I replied.

"Well I was talking to Eloise, the whore that lives at number 45."

Reese wasn't being insulting. Eloise really is a whore. You can read all of her stories here.

"Well," continued Reese. "We were talking about men and sex and dicks and stuff and we were talking about you and I was saying how you reckoned you had a pretty big schlong and stuff and how that, well, it looked pretty big and everything and then she said that she'd seen it and that you had fucked her?"

"Yeah," I said. "I fucked her. I paid her for sex. I don't have a problem with that really. Do you?"

"I don't give a fuck what you do," said Reese. "But here's the thing. I joked and asked how big you were and she said you were massive but not the biggest on Red Lion Street."

"And?"

"Well," Reese hesitated a moment. "Well she seemed to go all funny, like she'd said too much or something and, well, you're friends with Chris right? He tells you things, right?"

"Yes, I think we're good friends."

"Did Chris pay to have sex with that whore, Eloise?" asked Reese.

If you've been following these stories closely you will know that Chris did fuck Eloise. I didn't know what to do. Both Chris and Reese were my friends but I was a terrible liar and Reese knew it.

"Tell me the truth! Did my husband fuck a prostitute?" asked Reece.

"I can't lie. He did," I reasoned that whilst being a bad friend to Chris I was being a good friend to Reese. Reese was furious, "that fucking low-down dirty cheating fucker! I can't believe he did this to me! I have been faithful to him all these years and he fucks a whore right on my fucking doorstep?"

"Have you really been faithful?" I asked. "You let me lick out your ass-hole the other month?"

"Shut the fuck up," shouted Reese. "That doesn't count. Everybody knows that blow jobs and rim jobs don't count as being unfaithful. Jesus fucking christ! I hate him! I thought I smelt another pussy on his cock. Fucking shit I'm going to make him pay!"

"How are you going to make him pay?" I asked.

"He broke my heart, now I'm going to break his. Did you bring that camera?"

"Yes I did but..."

"You're going to help me. Come back to our house."

Reese took me back to hers. Chris wasn't there of course. She said, "Sit down. Get your camera ready, I need to change."

"What are we doing?" I asked. "Why am I here?"

"You'll see. This is partly your fault. You're going to help me make him pay."

Reese went upstairs. I got the camera ready. She was taking ages. I thought about the mess I was in. Chris was going to kill me for telling Reese. Their marriage was probably over and Reese was right, it was at least partly my fault.

I heard Reese coming down the stairs. I heard her heels clip-clopping across the floor. There she stood in the doorway. She was wearing a Wedding dress with a veil and long white satin gloves.

"Take my picture," she said.

I took her picture. The wedding dress was tight fitting and sassy, it showed off Reese's massive tits and ass.

"Why the fuck are you dressed like that?" I asked.

"Can't you guess?" said Reese. I had an idea, but it was so unspeakably naughty I daren't say it out loud.

"This is the dress I married Chris in. When I wore this, Chris promised to always be faithful, to remain true and now he's ruined five years of marriage by sticking his dick in a filthy, dirty whore."

"Are you going to leave him?" I asked.

"I'm not going to leave him, I'm going to kick his ass out on the street. Two thirds of this house is mine in any case. He's a pretty useless guy to be honest and the only reason I kept him around was because of his massive tool."

"Did he make you cum good?" I asked.

"He was the only man who ever made me cum properly on his own. With other guys I always had to frig my clit to get myself off but from the moment I met Chris his dick was enough to make me cum hard."

"It seems a shame to end it then, right?" I asked.

"I don't give people a second chance," said Reese. "After what we're going to do to him there will be no going back." Reese reached round to her back and unzipped her dress. One of her dress straps fell from her shoulder.

"What are we going to do," I asked.

"You're going to take dirty pictures of me in my wedding dress. Then I'm going to suck you off. Then you're going to fuck me whilst I'm wearing my wedding veil. You're going to dump your load inside me and hopefully make me pregnant with a white baby. We're going to take pictures of us doing this and I'm going to give them to Chris in an envelope with his wedding ring."

Reese slipped her wedding dress off and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing a tight white corset and no bra. Her massive natural boobs fell free and hung there, big fat and gorgeous. Reese wore white heels and thick white nylon hold ups.

My dick felt like a loaded cannon.

I said, "OK, let's do it."

"Chris will never speak to you and me again," said Reese.

"I can't help but want to do the wrong thing. I want to be bad. I want to fuck my friend's Wife in her wedding night lingerie. I want to fuck her hard. I want to put a baby inside her."

Reese walked over to the sofa and sat down. She got her legs wide apart. I took more photos.

"Have you ever seen tits like these before?"

"Only in porn movies," I said.

"Have you ever fucked a black girl before?"

"Once but not one like you?"

"Have you ever seen an ass like this before?"

"I want you to sit on my face and never, ever get off. I want the smell of your ass and cunt all over my face for a thousand years."

"Do you want me to take any more clothes off?" asked Reese.

"What were you wearing on your wedding night? What did Chris fuck you in that night?"

"I was dressed like this," said Reese. "I kept my veil on. I kept my corset on. I kept my satin gloves on. I kept my long white hold ups on. I kept my heels on. I took my white silk panties off though."

Reese pulled the crotch of her panties to one side and showed me her beautiful shaven pussy. It was pierced with a single white pearl stud. I took another photo.

"You are so fucking gorgeous," I said.

"If you were married to me, would you fuck anyone else?"

"I would belong to you totally. I wouldn't even notice other girls."

"I've had plenty of chances to be unfaithful to Chris," said Reese.

"How often do men come on to you?" I asked.

"Every day," said Reese. "I walk down the road in my smart dresses and my high heels and I let my ass swing out and I let them watch me. I know they all want to fuck me but I saved it all for my husband. Until today."

"You gave out blow jobs though?" I asked.

"Since I've been married I've sucked off about five different men and you and one another guy licked out my ass-hole, but that isn't being unfaithful really is it?"

"Of course not," I lied.

Reese was playing with her cunt. "Do you like my black pussy, white boy?"

"I like it very much," I said. Reese's pussy looked plump and pretty.

"I have to confess," said Reese. "It isn't all that tight. I have quite a big cunt that's why I needed Chris and his big tool. But everyone tells me your pretty big too."

"Do you want to see my dick?" I asked.

"I want you to show me your cock and then I want you to stick it in my mouth."

I took off my shoes jeans and shirt. I pulled down my boxer shorts and let my giant cock spring out.

"Jesus shitting Christ!" said Reese.

"What?" I said.

"Your cock it's...it's fucking unbelievable," said Reese.

"Eloise said your husband's was bigger?"

"Eloise is a lying fucking whore, that is the biggest dick I've ever seen. Stick it in my mouth right now!"

Reese got down on her knees. I guided my cock straight into her wide open mouth and started fucking her face.

I looked down and saw those big tits swinging and that tight corset sucking her in. Reese looked like an angel and all the time her veil kept reminding me that I was fucking one of my best friend's wives in her wedding lingerie.

"Oh holy fuck, this is so, so wrong," I said.

Reese took my thick dick out of her mouth for a second and gasped, "It's the worst I've ever been, there's no turning back. This makes me so fucking horny."

I rammed my meat straight back down her throat and said, "How does my dick taste you filthy, whore of a wife?"

"MMMMMmmmmm" she said. I fucked her mouth. My balls slapped against her chin. She took my cock out and said. "It's the best white dick I've ever tasted."

I said, "Doesn't matter what Chris did. You're a shit wife. The worst wife I've ever met."

"I'm a useless slut wife," said Reese. "I never cooked or cleaned and I always sucked other mens' dicks. Far more than five if I'm honest. Now I'm going to get fucked by the biggest dick of all dressed in my wedding night lingerie."

"Turn around," I said. "Let me have your cunt."

Reese stood up and pulled of her panties. She knelt on the sofa and got her fat ass up high. Her wet cunt glistened. "Please give it to me. Don't wear a condom. Just shove it in and fill me up with your stupid white man's cum as soon as you can."

Reese's pussy was wet and gaping and I slid in easily. She had a big cunt but I still filled her up.

"Oh my!" said Reese.

"What was your wedding night fuck like, baby?" I asked.

"It was good. Chris nearly split me in two, but this is better, YOU are better. You are better than my husband, you are bigger than my husband. Please, please, please make me cum better than my husband ever did. Make this better than my wedding night. Oh holy shit, I'm cumming. Oh holy shit, I'm cumming. FUCK I'M CCCUUUUUMMMMIIINNNNG!"

Reese's cunt tightened around my dick as she came. "That's it baby, let it all out. Let it all out," I said.

"Aarrrrggghhhh!" cried Reese. Her tits banged together as she bucked up and down with the orgasm.

"You are such a bad wife," I said.

"Give me your cum," cried Reese. "Make me pregnant. Give me a little half cast baby. I want my husband to see it and remind him of his slutty wife."

"Oh christ," I said. I pumped hot, thick, spunk into Reese's fuck box.

I was still thrusting in and out and some jizz oozed out of her pussy lips.

"Don't waste a fucking drop you fucker!" cried Reese. I pulled out and Reese slumped on the sofa. Cum seeped out of her slit. She was dressed in her bridal gear. She was fucked and wasted.

"Get out of my house," she said.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 17: The Perfect Christmas Present

2011-12-17T17:25:00.000-08:00

Virginie lives at number 43 Red Lion Street with her husband Tony. They moved over from France just recently. They are good friends of mine. Tony is intelligent, kind and generous.

Virginie is slim, sassy, funny, super sexy and above all, French. Is there any such thing as an unsexy French girl?

Virginie phoned me up last week and said, "I've been absolutely racking my brains for what to get Tony for a Christmas present. You know how to take photos don't you? Didn't you go to Art College?"

"Yes, I went to art college, I can take good photos," I said.

"In that case," said Virginie. "I think I know what I can get Tony for Christmas, something sexy, something different. Can you come round to ours this afternoon?'

When I went round, Tony wasn't there and Virginie seemed to be dress as some kind of common Parisian street hooker. She wore a tight white vest that showed her perky young tits. She wore the shortest mini skirt with sheer seamed stockings and a red suspender belt.

On top of all that though Virginie was wearing the most ridiculous pair of stripper shoes you have ever seen in your life. They were made of the brightest patent red leather with huge platformed soles. If you had asked me I would have said this type of shoes could never be sexy. I like a girl with a classier type of heel.

But as soon as I saw Virginie's porn shoes my dick grew hard. She wore them with such grace and confidence. I wanted to fuck her.

Virginie sat down on the sofa and picked up a camera.

"Here's my idea," said Virginie. "Tony has always wanted some sexy photos of me and I've always said no. In fact I think what he really wants is to have some really dirty porno shots of me. Do you think you could take some photos of me looking sexy for Tony?"

"It will be no problem," I said.

I took the camera and started taking photos. It was awkward at first. Virginie was my friend and this felt a little weird. She pulled her tight white top off. She let her skirt fall to the ground, she was wearing beautiful red lingerie.

I said, "I think that we would make better, sexier photos if you felt more sexy don't you?"

"Maybe," said Virginie.

"Tell me a little about what you and Tony do? Talk about how you two fuck. It might be weird but it will get us in the mood, make the photos better for Tony."

"Ok," said Virgine. "Well me and Tony have a frank and open relationship. He likes to fuck me a lot and I like to get fucked. He likes to fuck in hold ups and heels and I like to dress like a slut for him. That's why I got these shoes. The first time I wore them he just stood there with his mouth wide open. I got on my knees and wanked him off into my mouth."

The photos were going well. Virginie was on the sofa and had her legs high in the air. She eased her panties down her legs until they were caught around her heels. Her pussy, was clean and shaven and beautiful.

She said, "Tu aims ce que tu vois?"

I said, "I don't speak French."

I said, "I'm surprised that Tony has never taken photos of you before like this?"

"Well you see, the truth is that he has," said Virginie. "We actually have loads of photos of me dressed like a naughty, little skank, but the difference is, this time the photos are being take by another man, when he isn't here. This will drive him wild. He will go crazy knowing one of his best friends has seen his slutty wife's fuck hole."

"Oh I see," I said. "Why did you choose me?"

"Tony saw your long, thick dick at the swimming pool once. He said he dreamed of seeing his best friend fuck his filthy wife. He thought it was the dirtiest, horniest thing that could ever happen."

"Does he let you fuck other men?" I asked, my dick getting harder all the time.

"Oh yes," replied Virginie. "We are completely liberated and free with each others sexuality. He has seen me with other men and once he and another guy DP'd me?"

"Your ass and cunt?" I asked.

"No, both of them were inside my cunt. Let's go upstairs."

Virginie lead the way up the stairs. She could barely walk in those heels. Her ass swung back and forth. I wanted to kiss it, I wanted to lick it, I wanted to eat it.

We went inside the bedroom. Virginie got up on bed and got on all fours. She stuck her ass out high in the air. I took some more photographs.

"You're ass looks beautiful," I said. "Hold it like that a while."

"Ecarte tes cuisses autant que tu peut," said Virginie.

"I don't speak French," I said. "Why am I here Virginie?"

"The only person who has ever fucked me up the ass is my husband, but I know he has dreamt and wanked about seeing another man's hug cock split my shit hole apart. I think it would be such a lovely Christmas present for my husband if you fucked my ass right now and took pictures of it."

"I might hurt you," I said.

"No you won't," said Virginie.

"How will I take pictures and fuck you at the same time?" I asked.

"I have a tripod," said Virginie.

Virginie went out to get a camera tripod. I got undressed. My cock was absolutely as hard as a diamond.

It stood up like a flagpole. You could have run the Tricolour up it.

Virginie came in and saw my fuck meat. "Holy shit!" she said. She set up the tripod and camera but could take her eyes off of my schlong.

"Si'l te plait met ta bite dans mon cul!" said Virginie.

"I don't speak French but I hope you said, 'please fuck my ass,' because that's what I'm going to do."

Virginie got up on the bed and stuck her ass out for me. She got her legs wide apart and I spread her cheeks so I could see her tiny puckered ass-hole. When she had been out of the room she had clearly put some lubricant inside her rim. She was wet and ready. She was a woman who wanted it quick and fast.

She said, "Stick it in me, use me, fuck my ass."

I gripped Virginie's hips and eased my tip into her rim. She gasped at the size. She reached forward to where the camera was and pressed the shutter. After ten bleeps the shutter went off five times.

"Oh I wish my beautiful husband could be here now. I love him so much, I do this all for him," said Virginie.

I managed to work my helmet inside her rim. She yelped in pain. "I'm happy to do this for my friend," I said. "If it's what he wants then I'm happy to fuck his slutty wife."

I pushed my dick in an inch further and Virginie screamed, "C'est trop! C'est trop! C'est trop!"

"I don't speak French," I said and in one burst pushed forward so my balls slapped up against her ass.

Virginie howled like a wounded dog and I proceeded to fuck my friend's wife up the ass. In and out at a steady regular pace. "Owwwwwwwwoooohhh!" cried Virginie. She managed to reach the shutter button and take some more pictures.

"You are a fucking, filthy, dirty, slutty wife to my friend," I said.

"I know, I know," said Virginie. "I am the worst slut, the shittiest wife there ever was, or am I the best?"

Is Virginie a bad wife? Or a good wife? Would you want to marry her?

"Fuck me more, fuck me harder, use me," said Virginie.

I gripped her hips hard and thrust in fully each time. My balls smacking against her ass. I was angry with her and in love at the same time. She had a crude, animal sexuality that made me want to fuck her selfishly.

"You've hit my anal g-spot you fucking english cunt!" cried Virginie. "I ccuuuuummmming!"

Virgine's anal sphincter gripped tight around my shaft as she came. "Jesus wept," I said.

"Ejacule moi dedans, maintenant!" said Virginie.

"I don't speak French," I said. "But I'm about to dump a filthy load of junk in your slutty ass-hole."

I let go. I hadn't wanked for a week. Gloops and gloops of thick cum pumped out. I puled my dick out to the rim so the spunk fell out of her ass-hole.

I pulled out and left her there. I got the camera and started taking pictures. Virgine made her anus pulse so more cum oozed out down her cunt and legs and stockings.

She reached round and scooped up the cum on her fingers. I kept taking pictures. my dick and her ass-hole were both leaking cum everywhere. She took some cum from her ass and put it in her mouth.

"Happy Christmas Tony," I said.

Happy Christmas Tony," said Virginie. "Now get the fuck out of our house."

Three days later I got a text message from Tony. It said, "Thanks for the Chrismas present mate. It's what I always wanted."

I love living on this street.

(A note about this story. This is the first time that a story has been made from a reader's contribution and photos. Tony and Virginie sent me photos of themselves and asked me to draw them and make a story up for them. Fee free to email me if you want to do the same.)

Chapter 16: Puss In Boots

2011-12-14T02:16:00.001-08:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Stephanie lives at number 42 with her husband Rob and her baby.

You can read all of Stephanie's stories here.

Stephanie sends me slutty letters and then denies knowing anything about them.

She pushed a letter through my letterbox just the other day. It said, "I just loving showing my cunt to total strangers. I love to do it on the train where nobody expects me to. I just leave my panties at home, find a seat opposite a lonely guy and ease my legs apart. I once let a 19 year old boy lick out my pussy on 7:59 to Brighton. When he got off the train I saw a wet cummy page on the crotch of his jeans.

Another time I made a guy in his 60s beat himself off whilst I slipped two fingers inside my folds. I thought he might die as he shot four gloops of old man fat on to the train seat.

I'm going away for the weekend. I'll be on the 10:15 into town tomorrow."

The next morning I got up 9:30. Got dressed and walked to the station. Stephanie was on the platform in a short woolen dress, red tights, dark red high-heeled fuck boots.

Sometimes it's hard for the women to dress sexy in winter, but that isn't a problem for Stephanie. The red nylon of her tights was thick and but still showed the shape of her long, strong legs. Her boots were well made and practical but still kind of slutty. Her woolen dress was tight enough to show off her firm little tits and her perfect ass.

She had a weekend bag with her. I wondered where she was going, leaving her husband and child behind. I said, "I'm here. You wrote me a letter?"

"I didn't write you any letter? What are you talking about?" said Stephanie.

Stephanie had done this to me twice before. I think she was trying to make me crazy.

"You wrote me a letter about how you like to show your cunt to strangers on the train. You told me about a teenager who licked you out. You told me about an old man who beat himself off and dribbled cizz all over the train seat."

"You are fucking foul," said Stephanie. "Such a weird disgusting little creep. I don't know why you say the things you do."

The atmosphere was bad. We stood in silence for a while, both of us looking at the pavement. Stephanie's train was pulling into the station.

"It's cold," I said. "I should go"

"I'm only cold in one place," said Stephanie suggestively. The train pulled to a stop and the doors slid open. Stephanie bent down to pick up her weekend bag. Her tight woolen dress rode rode up her ass a little.

She wasn't wearing pantyhose. She was wearing red hold ups, I should have known. I could see a glimpse of her ass and maybe something else. Maybe I could see her cunny? I wasn't sure.

Steph looked at me and said, "Are you coming?"

We got on the train.

The carriage was nearly empty. You knew it would be. There was just two teenage boys down one end of the carriage. We went to the opposite end and I sat opposite her. Stephanie crossed her legs and undid her coat.

I love seeing the girl's on the train. All prim and ready for work, or all dolled up for the night clubs at the weekend. Stephanie pushed her little titties out.

"So you think I'd show my cunt to just about anyone on the train do you?" asked Steph.

"I think you're a strange woman," I said. "Your husband said you never have sex with him anymore but it seems like you're a perfect slut with everyone else."

"My husband pays for me. That's all I need him for," said Steph. "I like driving men wild. I don't need to cum or fuck myself necessarily. I love having the sexual power."

"Stephanie. are you wearing any panties?" I asked.

"I'm not," said Stephanie. "My drawer is full of unworn panties. I would say half the time that I'm out, I'm not wearing any knickers. I love having my cunt out, it feels glorious and I love it when men catch a glimpse of my pretty little slit. Young, old I don't care. I want the whole world to cum at the sight of my precious little fuck hole."

"How does you cunt feel right now?" I asked.

"It's tingling a little bit," said Stephanie. "It's trembling with anticipation." Stephanie pulled her skirt up a little so I could see the tops of her hold ups. "It wants to come out and play."

The train pulled into the next station. I wanted the two boys to get off but they didn't.

"Where are you going this weekend?" I asked Stephanie.

"I'm going to meet three married black men I've met off the internet. They have paid for two nights in the most gorgeous hotel. They are paying me £500 each for a fuck, I'm going to take photos of them screwing me then I'm going to black mail them."

"Jesus fucking christ," I said. "How did you get to be like this?"

"It came naturally," said Stephanie. "Do you want to see my cunt? It wants to see you."

"Those boys down there," I said. "They might see."

"Let them," said Stephanie. "It makes it better. There's about four minutes before we get to the next station. Get you cock out, wank yourself hard till you cum and then get of the train."

Stephanie eased her legs open and revealed her jewel. Stephanie was in her early 30s but her plump cunt was still young and tight. She was shaven clean and smooth.

"And that would make you happy would it?" I asked.

"I'm not going to touch myself, watching you will be enough."

"You're strange," I said. I unzipped my jeans. My dick sprang out. I don't know if the boys could see. I started not to care.

"You a useless old fuck," said Stephanie to me. "A sad man getting near to middle age. I bet you wank over the thought of girl's like me all the time."

"I do," I said. "I see you on the trains in your heels and party dresses and I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you hard, then leave you."

Stephanie pulled her legs up higher and wider. "Look, just look," she said. "Look at what you can't have."

I jerked myself and looked at Stephanie. A beautiful married slut just displaying herself in public. Stephanie looked straight into my eyes as I beat myself off. Have you ever just masturbated whilst staring at someone looking back at you. It's an intense experience. Try it with your boy or girl. Try it tonight.

"Cum for me you little shit," said Stephanie. "Cum right fucking now."

I was close. "Say the words, that will make me cum."

Stephanie said, "Do it, you old cunt. Jerk yourself off on a train like a sad little loser. Get spunk all over you hand and jeans. Look at this flithy, beautiful slut wife and imagined her getting boned over and over again by three black stallions. Think of me with every hole filled. Cum now."

The thought of Stephanie being rendered airtight by some huge African meat sent me over the edge and a small volcano of jizz erupted in my lap. As the train pulled into the station I had spunk on my hands and jeans.

I got up to leave I said, "Send me a postcard."

Steph said, "I'll send you photos, now fuck off."

I stood on the platform and as the train pulled away I saw Stephanie walking down the carriage towards the two young teenagers.

I love living on Red Lion Street.

(Stephanie will send me those photos. They will appear in another story.)

Chapter 15: After the Red Room

2011-12-09T08:42:00.001-08:00

This story follows on directly from Chapter 14

Myself, Cate and Theresa were tired drunk and elated.

Cate lives at number 14 Red Lion Street. You can read all her stories here.

Cate's cousin Theresa lives with her. You can read all of her stories here.

We were at the Red Room Night Club and had had quite a night. Cate had let two total strangers cum over her bright red party dress in the men's toilets. Theresa had let three men cum over her cute little face. Theresa had won the bet. I had stood there and watched and afterwards I tried my best to clean them up.

You could see the cum stains on their dresses under the ultra-violet lights.

"Let's go," said Cate. The girls clip clopped out ahead of me, all heels, legs and ass.

Theresa had a fantastic fat ass that she swung back and forth. I wanted to fuck it.

As we walked home along Red Lion Street Cate said, "It would have been a draw if this cowardly fucker had of cum on me."

"I was there to take care of you," I said. "I was your chaperone."

"Do you want to come back to ours?" Theresa asked me.

"It seems inevitable," I said.

We got inside Cate's house and the girls collapsed onto the sofa. "Please don't take your heels off," I said. "Not yet."

"We wouldn't dream of it," said Cate. Cate hooked one of her long white legs over Theresa's and looked at me. Theresa didn't seem to mind, they were close for cousins. Their hemlines were hitched high, both had beautiful long legs but Theresa was bigger and curvy. Someone might call her fat. I wouldn't.

Cate pulled her dress straps down a little. She knew what she was doing. She rubbed her tiny tits through her dress. These girls had an itch they hadn't got to scratch.

Cate said, "Let's stop fooling around. We know what's going to happen here, right? Which one of us do you want to fuck? Where do you want to cum? The other one can frig herself watching. Whoever cums first, wins."

"Er, you two are cousins? Isn't this a bit weird," I asked.

"We fool around with each other," said Theresa. "Have done since we were young. It's weird, deal with it."

"I won't ask again old man. Who do you want to fuck? Where do you want to dump your load?"

I thought of the possibilities.

I could fuck Theresa's fat young cunt. I bet it would be the tightest slit I'd had in years.

I could fuck Cate's filthy gob, screw her face and make her swallow my jizz whilst she fingered herself.

I could stick my dick in between Theresa's massive jugs and throw a fat load of junk over her neck and face.

Or I could get Cate to kneel and shoot my junk onto her glasses. I love a girl with cum over her glasses, don't you?

Or I could fuck Theresa's ass-hole. I would love to plough into that fantastic big rump. I would fill her up.

What you do if you had the choice? Out of these two girl's who would you fuck and where?

"I can't decide," I said. "I really want to stick my dick up Theresa's shit hole. Have done since I first saw her, but I'd also love to see my semen all over Cate's glasses. Is both possible?"

The girls looked at each other and giggled. "I can think of a way how this might be achieved," said Cate.

Theresa leaned forward. Cate went behind her and unzipped her dress. Cate leaned forward and let Theresa do the same. Cate pulled her tight red party dress down and land in a heap around her black stiletto heels. She wore skimpy black bra and panties. She pulled her bra cups down. Cate had tiny little titties. I'm not even certain she needed a bra. She was still wearing her long satin gloves. I hoped she wouldn't take them off.

Theresa stood up and eased her black dress down to her knees.

Theresa was a towering inferno. An absolute juggernaut of a woman. She had tits that could sink a ship. An ass that could stop a war. She was a big, big girl.

I would call her a woman. A real belting fuck of a woman. You would leave your wife for her.

"Do you like what you see?" said Cate looking at her cousin.

"You are both beautiful. Really, truly sexy and beautiful but Theresa is phenomenal."

"Ever since I was young I wanted to look like her. I wanted those big heavy tits, I wanted that super fat ass and I want that pretty, slutty face," said Cate. "I love my cousin."

"With a body like that you could rule the world," I said to Theresa.

"Do you want to see all of it?" Theresa asked.

"No," I said. "Leave your bra on. It's better like that. I don't need it all. Just a taste."

"As you wish old man," said Theresa.

"Are you going to call me old man all night?" I asked.

"I might call you Daddy," said Theresa.

"As you wish," I said.

"Show her," said Cate.

I unzipped my jeans and dropped them. My huge erect dick sprang out.

"Wholly fucking shit," said Theresa. "Is that real?"

"I told you," said Cate. Cate had seen my dick before, she had let me cum on her black nylon stockings. You can read about it here.

"I'm not sure I can fit that in my cunt let alone my ass-hole," said Theresa.

"Is it the biggest you would have had?" I asked.

"Jesus fucking christ, isn't it the biggest anybody has had?" said Theresa. "But I do want it. I want it inside me. I want it up my ass hole. I want to feel something I've never felt before."

Theresa walked over to a table and bent over it. I undressed and went over. I took her panties and eased them down over her massive ass cheeks.

"I bet you're the kind of filthy fuck who leaves a girl's knickers on half way down her legs," said Theresa.

"You know I am," I said leaving her panties round her knees.

"Lick my ass-hole daddy," said Theresa. "Make me ready."

I got down behind her. I eased her cheeks apart. I could smell her. I could smell the sweat of the night club. I could smell her anus. I love the smell of a girl's most private place.

"Do it right," she said.

I ran my tongue up the entire length of her crack. From cunt to back.

"Oh my," said Theresa.

I did it again. And again. And again.

"More," said Theresa. Her pussy was getting wet. I took the juices up to her tight shit hole with my tongue. I worked my way in. Her rosebud puckered up for me. I pushed my tongue inside her anus.

"Get me ready," she said.

"Lick my cousin's ass hole," cried Cate.

"How are you doing back there darling?" Theresa called to Cate.

"I have two fingers in my snatch," said Cate. "I'm doing just fine. I can't wait to see if he'll fit that massive tool inside your back hole."

"Let's see," said Theresa. "Try me old man."

I stood up behind her and took a hold of her wide hips. She moved her ass to get the best angle. I ran some more of her cunt juice up her ass crack and shit hole. I got her good and sloppy. I pushed my bell end into her rim.

"Oh my fucking good god," said Theresa. "This is it."

"I don't want to hurt you," I said.

"I do," said Theresa. "I want you to hurt me. Just a little bit, in the right way."

I pushed forward a little more and Theresa got her legs as wide apart as she could.

"You are a fucking horse, Jesus fucking christ, ouch," cried Theresa.

"Just relax," I said. "Breathe deep. You can take it."

"Whatever you say Daddy," said Theresa.

"This is the fucking best," cried Cate. I couldn't see her but I could here her fingers squelching as she fucked herself. "I love watching my fat cousin getting her ass reamed by an old man."

"Who was the winner?" I asked. "Who came last or first?"

"Who comes first," said Cate. "And I'm getting close."

"I'm getting used to it," said Theresa. "Try and get it in a little more."

I pushed in further. She was tight but not the tightest. Her pussy and ass juices were starting to flow.

"I'm going to fuck you a little now," I said. "I won't go to the hilt. Just a little gentle fucking."

"I'm your sweet anal whore," said Theresa. "Fuck me a little."

I took her ass cheeks in both my hands and squeezed them hard. I fucked her slowly.

"OOOOooooh you like that don't you Daddy?" she said. "You like my big fat ass, don't you?"

I was fucking a gorgeous big titted angel, who was half my age, up the ass, whilst her long legged cousin looked on.

"Fuck my cousin," said Cate. "Fuck her up the ass."

"Oh," said Theresa.

"Oh," I said.

"Oh," said Cate.

Three quarters of my dick were up her ass now. I was still slow fucking her. She was moving with me now though. She wanted more.

"That's it, that's it, that's it," said Theresa.

Her anus hugged and pulsed around my cock. It was a beautiful fuck. We totally connected.

"I'm cumming," cried Cate from behind us.

"Fucking do it," said Theresa. "Make yourself cum whilst you watch me get my ass filled."

"OOooohh yes, Oh yes, Oh yes, oh yes, fuck yes. Fuck yes, FUCK YES!" cried Cate as she came hard. "I won," she said.

"There are no losers here," I said.

"Push it in now," said Theresa. "Fuck my ass hard now. Don't spare me. Fuck my ass, Daddy. Please Daddy. Please fuck my fat ass-hole."

I pushed in hard. My balls slapped against her arse cheeks. I rammed her again and again. I gave her my full length. I hit her g-spot.

"FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCK! COME OUT" cried Theresa.

I pulled out. Theresa came away from the table. She bent over and pulled her panties off so she could get her legs far apart. She bent over all the way. She spread her cheeks wide.

"Put it back in, I'm ready for all of it," said Theresa.

"Let me see," said Cate. Cate got down in between Theresa's legs. She had taken her bra off. It was a beautiful sight; a big fat ass, stretched wide with a gaping ass-hole and a beautiful small breasted girl lying directly underneath.

I stepped forward and got inside Theresa again. It was such a fantastic ass fuck and we all knew it.

"Oh my, you filthy fucking fuck. Fuck my ass like that. Fuck my ass like that. FUCK MY ASS LIKE THAT!"

"You should see Theresa," said Cate. "It looks so beautiful, he's stretching your ass wide apart."

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" cried Theresa.

"Jesus," I cried.

"If you fuck me like that I will cum," said Theresa. "If you fuck me like that I WILL cum."

"What else?" I cried. "What else?"

"Call me names," said Theresa. "Call me the worst fucking names you can think of."

"You're a fucking whore! A fat, useless trollop. A stinky little slut."

"Is that the best you can do?" shouted Theresa.

"You're a fucking a dirty piece of fuck meat. I watched three total strangers dump their loads on you, and you didn't even blink. You could fuck the whole of this street and it still wouldn't be enough for you would it?"

"Fuck me daddy. Fuck me daddy. Fuck me daddy," said Theresa.

I gave Theresa a machine gun drilling. "I'm going to cum with your huge tool up my ass," she cried.

"Make her cum then fucking cum on my face," cried Cate.

"FUCK ME DADDY! OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!" cried Theresa. Her ass contracted around my dick as she came hard. She shook violently.

She collapsed on to her knees as I continued to pound her. Cate was still there inches away from my dick and balls. I felt myself right on the edge. I pulled my dick out so my tip was just inside Theresa and then Cate reached up with her satin gloved hand and wanked my shaft.

I started cumming. I came into Theresa's ass. Spunk flooded out of her hole and down her ass crack.

I was still pumping. Beautiful jizz fell out of her back door and fell down on to Cate's face.

Cum splatterd onto Cate's cheeks mouth and glasses.

I pulled out and looked at them both. Theresa was on her knees with cum falling out of her big sexy ass.

Cate was on her back and her young slutty face was completely covered. She had cum all over her glasses.

"It's time for bed," said Cate. "Get out."

I love living on this street.

Chapter 14: Inside the Red Room Again

2011-11-28T00:15:00.001-08:00

This story follows on directly from Chapter 13

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street, Cate and her cousin Theresa live at number 14.

To read all of Cate's stories click here.

To read all of Theresa's stories click here.

I was in a strange situation. I was at the Red Room night club with Cate and she had introduced me to her cousin Theresa. Theresa had asked me to take care of her. I had watched three complete strangers cum over her in the men's toilets.

She had cum on her face, cum on her tits and cum all over her black satin dress.

I had tried my best to clean her up with my handkerchief. Like a gentleman I cleaned away the drying jizz from her chin. I tried my best to clean the spunk from her black satin dress but I was afraid it had stained it.

She said, "Thankyou for cleaning me up. You're so kind. I don't know how I got into such a mess."

We went back out on the dance floor. The music was too loud.

Theresa was all tits and ass, she still looked gorgeous but I could still spot the cum stains on her dress. She found her cousin Cate and started giggling and laughing. I guess Theresa was telling her what had just happened.

Every guy in the venue was looking at these two amazing young woman. With their bright red hair and their tight evening dresses they managed to be both classy and sexy at the same time.

Theresa was a juggernaut. A size 16 beauty with an ass that could eat a rugby team. She wore red heels with sexy little ankle straps.

Cate was slim, neat and tidy with a tight bubble ass and sexy little tits. She wore a red cocktail dress and long black gloves. She always wore glasses. I dreamt of cumming on them.

The girls were laughing and pointing at me. Eventually Cate walked over.

She shouted something at me. I couldn't hear, the music was too loud.

She said it again but I still couldn't hear.

She got right in my ear and said, "Will you take care of me too?"

I said, "I won't let anything bad happen to you."

She said, "Follow me."

She sauntered over to the men's toilets and I followed her. I couldn't stop staring at her ass.

Everybody in the night club had seen me come out of the gents with Theresa. Everybody saw me go back in with Cate.

When we got inside the toilet the music got quieter. We could hear each other speak.

"What are we doing in here?" I asked. "What's going on?"

"Ever since I was young I've been in competition with my cousin. I can't let her beat me."

"I just watched three complete strangers cum over your cousin," I said.

"I know," said Cate. "Now she's out there rounding up some boys for me. Will you stay here with me and make sure nothing bad happens?"

"Something bad will happen." I said. "You are asking complete strangers to empty themselves on you. Do you not care what they look like? Who they are?"

"Not really," she said. "I mean it's not like I'm going to let them fuck me is it?"

Cate lead me into a toilet cubicle. She hitched her red dress up. She had slinky black panties on. She sat on the toilet and pulled her panties down her long white legs.

"You don't mind if I have a pee whilst we wait do you?" she asked.

I could hear Cate's pee splashing inside the toilet bowl.

I'm a man of forty and here I was watching a girl in her twenties pee in a public lavatory.

The door to the cubicle was pushed open. A thick lunk-headed man came in. He looked at me and Cate and said, "A girl outside said there was a slut in here who needed to be jerked over?"

"That would be me," said Cate.

"Don't mind me," I said. "I'm just here to watch."

Behind the lunk-head was another guy. "This is my brother Gary he wants to cum on you too."

"The more the merrier," said Cate.

Cate had slipped her panties off of one leg. She had her legs wide apart and was stroking her clean shaving pussy. "Show me your dicks," said Cate.

The boys moved in and dropped their pants. Gary had a long thin dick. Lunk-head's was bigger and fatter. They both had erections.

"This won't take long," said Cate. "Is there only two of you?"

"I think so," said Gary.

"Goddam Theresa," said Cate. "Now listen boys here are the rules. Don't cum on my face, that's just for special occasions. I don't want jizz in my hair."

"Where shall we cum?" asked the lunk-head guy.

"You can cum on my little titties, you can cum on my long sexy legs, you can cum on my sexy high heels."

"I don't want to get cum on your dress," said Gary, starting to jerk himself off.

"I would prefer you didn't cum on my dress either, but accidents do happen. This might get messy."

"I've changed my mind," said Gary. "I do want to cum on your dress."

"Come here boys, let me take care of you," said Cate.

Cate sat there with her legs wide open and her panties hanging off of one ankle. One of her bra straps had fallen down her shoulder. She knew what looked sexy. She took a dick in each hand and started to wank the boys.

"Oh my beautiful babies," said Cate.

"Jesus fucking christ," said Gary.

"What a beautiful whore," said Lunk-head.

"Not many girls really know how to jerk off a boy," said Cate. "I do."

"It's too fucking much," said Gary.

"You can make me cum, honey," said Lunk-head.

"How do my satin gloves feel on your cocks boys?"

"It's too much, I might blow," said Gary.

"I love the way you do it," said Lunk-head.

"Do your girls know how to wank you boys properly?" asked Cate.

"My girlfriend is right outside on the dance floor," said Gary.

"So is mine," said Lunk-head.

"Fuck your slutty girlfriends tonight and think of me," said Cate.

"I want to fuck your mouth," said Gary.

"I want to fuck your cunt," said Lunk-head.

"I know you do, boys but tonight it's just going to be a jizz shower, is anybody ready?"

"Oh my fucking god, your wanking me so right, Oh jesus shit I'm going to blow all over you so soon," said Gary.

"Fucking cum over my little titties you stupid useless fucker. Cum on my dress and ruin it. Use me as a cumrag!" said Cate.

"Ugh," said Gary. He let go. He had three shots in him. He sprayed her left shoulder and tit. The cum was dripping down Cate's tit. Some spunk had got on her red dress.

"It's not enough," said Cate. "I want more cum on me and I want it now."

She wanked the Lunk-head with both hands and stared up at him, "Do you like my long legs? Do you? Do you? Can you see my cunt? Can you? Can you? Go on, cum for me! Cum for me! Please cum for me!"

Lunk-head shouted, "Bitch fuck!" and let go. Cate pulled his dick down and he jetted long streams of baby batter over Cate's sexy legs. Cum was all over her thigh. She lifted her leg up so it started to run down to her pussy.

"Get out," she said to the two guys. "Go out and kiss your girlfriends. Tell them you love them."

The boys left.

Cate looked up at me. She had cum on her shoulder, cum on her tit, cum on her dress, cum on her thigh.

"Clean me up," she said.

Using my handkerchief I gently cleaned away the cum. She let me clean her like a little girl.

"Theresa won," I said.

"If you came on me it would be a draw?" said Cate.

"Maybe another time," I said.

I love living on this street.

(More Cate and Theresa next chapter).

Chapter 13: Inside the Red Room

2011-11-22T08:09:00.001-08:00

Cate lives at number 14 Red Lion Street.

Cate phoned me up. She said, "My cousin Theresa is moving in with me. You'll love her, she's big and gorgeous. We're going to the Red Room on Friday. You should come."

You can read all of Cate's stories here.

You can read all of Theresa's stories here.

At the end of Red Lion Street is a pub called the Red Lion. In a room above it on Fridays and Saturdays is The Red Room. It's a loud dance club for young people. I don't know what the hell it is, I'm forty years old, but the bass shakes the whole street.

I don't know what I was doing going to The Red Room. I haven't been to a night club in ten years. I think Cate was taking the piss out of me, but Cate was the sexiest, smartest young thing I knew. She once let me cum on her nylon stockings. I decided to give it a go.

I put on a shirt, jeans and trousers and walked down to the club feeling like a prick. As I walked in, the volume of the music almost blasted me back out again. I fought my way through the crowd and managed to get a drink.

All the girls were young and sexy and dressed in heels and short skirts. All the men, were ugly and thick necked. It was so busy you couldn't help have young tits and ass brush up against you.

I saw Cate. She looked delectable. She wore black high heels with ankle straps. She wore the tightest red cocktail dress. She wore long black gloves.

She shouted something at me. I couldn't hear what she said.

She shouted something again, I still couldn't here what she said.

Cate pulled me onto the dance floor. I felt like a fool. Cate danced like she was dancing for no-one but herself. She was natural and sexy because she didn't care what anybody thought of her. She slinked her hips. She wriggled her ass. She rubbed her hip up against my crotch. She must have noticed my hard on. She didn't care. She just carried on dancing.

The music seemed to get louder and faster. I got us another drink.

Cate shouted something at me. I couldn't hear her.

She shouted something again. I still couldn't here.

She shouted again, right inside my ear. She said, "Come and meet Theresa."

She led me across the dance floor and there she was.

Cate's cousin was red haired and big hipped. She was just a little bit too big in a dress that was just a little bit too small. All the men were looking at her.

Cate saw me looking at her and laughed. She just carried on dancing.

Theresa danced slower than the music. She was moving to her own rhythm. She swung those big beautiful hips back and forth. The boys started to move towards her like they were magnetized.

With her eyes and hands Theresa made it obvious that she didn't mind how much the boys looked or how close they got. One guy moved in close behind her. She turned and smiled at him. The smile told him to move closer to her.

He took his chance and pushed his crotch up against her giant ass. Theresa reciprocated and pushed her ass back against him. As she did she looked at me and winked.

She beckoned another guy with her finger. Both guys moved stupidly around her, dumbfounded by this huge wanton goddess. She pushed her hips up against one guy and then moved to the other. Bulges were forming in their jeans.

They were confused and mesmerized. All the time she kept looking up at me. Other girls were throwing evil stares at Theresa. The sisterhood always breaks up when a proper slut enters the room.

Cate was off dancing with some other girls now.

Theresa now had three guys around her. They kept pushing their luck. Theresa didn't dissuade them.

One guy placed his hand on her ass. Theresa left it there. Another let his hand run over her breast. She didn't seem to care.

The boy couldn't stand it any more. He moved in and grabbed her face. He kissed her hard and forced his tongue inside her mouth. Theresa pushed him away and shouted him. At first it seemed like he had crossed the line but then she pulled him close and shouted something else in his ear.

He walked away. Theresa turned to one of the guys and cupped his crotch in her hands and shouted something in his ear too. As he walked away she pushed her tits up against the third man and shouted the same command at him. He left.

Theresa then shimmied over to me. She shouted something. I couldn't hear her over the music.

She shouted again. Is still couldn't hear.

She put her mouth right up to me ear. She shouted, "You will take care of me won't you?"

I said, "Of course."

"Meet me in the Gent's toilets in ten minutes." shouted Theresa. "I need you there."

"Ok," I said. Theresa walked off towards the men's toilets. Swinging her ass back and forth.

I found Cate and told her what had happened.

Cate said, "You should go and help her. She sometimes gets into trouble when she's drunk."

I waited another five minutes, finished my drink, then walked to the men's toilet.

At first I thought the toilets were empty but then I heard a noise from the far cubicle. As I walked closer I heard low moaning. The door to the cubicle was ajar. I pushed it aside and looked in.

I couldn't believe what I saw.

Theresa was sitting there on the toilet. Her knickers were pulled down around her knees and her dress was hitched up high. All three of the men were there with their erect cocks out. Theresa was wanking one off and cramming another in her mouth.

Theresa looked at me and winked. The men just looked at me like I was another guy waiting to get his dick sucked. Maybe I was. I didn't know what the fuck was going on.

The man with his dick in Theresa's mouth said, "I'm going to cum."

Theresa looked him straight in the eye as he pumped jizz into her gob. She let spunk fall from her lips and onto her tight black satin dress.

Theresa pulled the cock from her mouth and gasped for air. "More," she said. "I want more."

The first guy left. The second guy said, "I'm ready. I'm going to cum."

I could tell Theresa wanted him in her mouth but the guy was already spraying jizz everywhere as she pulled him in close. He managed to get some cum on her chin but most of it fell on to her gorgeous tits and dress.

"Jesus Christ, what a slut," said the guy as he put his cock away and walked out.

There was one guy left, other than me. He wanked his long shaft furiously as he moved in towards Theresa.

"I need to pee," said Theresa. "I want you to cum in my mouth whilst I pee."

"I'm so ready baby," said the thick headed idiot. "I'm so ready to cum."

Theresa wrapped her lips around his helmet and then she let go. All three of could hear her pee splashing inside the toilet.

The man let go. He moaned as he let his cum jet down Theresa's throat. Theresa swallowed.

Theresa could resist pulling away at the last minute and letting a little cum fall from her mouth onto her dress and thighs. She is girl who understands how much a man wants to see his cum over a girl.

The guy pulled out and ran out of the toilet.

Theresa looked at me. She had cum on her lips and chin. She had cum on her tits. She had cum on her black satin dress. She had cum on her thigh.

She said, "I think I've had enough now."

I said, "I think you have too."

"Let me clean you up," I said, offering a clean handkerchief.

"You are so kind," she said as I tenderly wiped the jizz from her chin.

"I need to pee again," said Theresa and I heard the splish splash sound as I cleaned up her breasts.

I fucking love living on this street.

Chapter 12: The First Date

2011-11-18T03:38:00.001-08:00

Carol lives at number 5 Red Lion Street.

You can read all of Carol's Stories here.

I fancy Carol. I fancy Carol in the same way that I fancied the smartest, sexiest girl at school. I think she's lovely. I have a crush on her.

I phoned her up to ask her out on a date. I was so nervous. I couldn't believe it when she said yes. I turned up at her door and she was dressed in a classic little black dress and heels.

She didn't look cheap or slutty though. Carol never looks cheap. She always looks sexy and classy. I think she's great.

It would be wrong to even say that Carol is conventionally attractive. That's not to say she is unattractive either but she does at times look her age. She has a large generous body and her hair is obviously dyed. She has a strong jaw line. She is what you might describe as a 'handsome' woman.

What is it about her though? What is it that makes me like her so much?

She exudes sexuality in everything she does. She is strong, intelligent and funny but underneath it is this feeling that she could take on a rugby team and still want for more.

She has a PHD in philosophy. She is out of my league.

I walked her out to my car and we drove to an Italian restaurant that I most definitely could not afford. I wanted nothing but the best for my Carol. When we got inside I pulled her chair out for her. I wanted to be the perfect gentleman.

As she went to sit down I noticed a glimpse of stocking top from behind and the bare flesh above.

This was my kind of woman.

Carol ordered in perfect Italian.

Over the starters we discussed politics and the Euro debt crisis. She is so well informed and seems to know something about everything. She's modest as well though.

She ate her food delicately and all I wanted to do was kiss her right there and then.

The conversation moved onto music and once again she seemed to be an expert on almost everything, jazz, folk.

We moved onto the main course. We ordered our second bottle on wine.

Carol knew everything about wine too.

Carol said she thought that Yves Kelin was perhaps the greatest of all the Nouveau Realisme painters.

Carol said that although she agreed with me that Samuel Beckett was a master playwright but I should really check out his translations of Mexican poetry.

Carol said that she much preferred the cinema of Werner Herzog to Wim Wenders.

Carol told the perfect joke. We laughed until our sides split.

We skipped dessert but had some coffees. I paid for everything even though Carol protested. I walked Carol back to the car and as she got into the passenger side it seemed that she made certain that I saw the tops of her stockings again.

Once inside the car Carol, said 'Let's go for a drive.' We drove out into the countryside and talked about our shared love of animals and natural science.

At times we sat in silence and it seemed perfectly ok to do that. There was none of that tension that you'd usually find in these circumstances. We were perfectly comfortable in each others company and felt content in the fact that we trusted one another.

It was getting late, about 1am and I said to Carol, 'Thanks for a perfect evening Carol, "Would you like me to take you home?"

"Yes," said Carol. "But there is maybe just one thing I'd like to do before we go though."

"What's that honey? Anything you like?"

"Well..." Carol hesitated.

"Go on Carol, I don't mind, tell me what you want to do."

"Well if you don't mind I'd really like to suck you off until you explode in my mouth."

I didn't say a word. I pulled the car into a lay-by and as soon as the car came to a rest Carol got out and crawled into the back of the car. By the time I got in the back with her she had pulled down her black dress and scooped her giant tits out of her scarlet bra.

I pulled my trousers and pants down and Carol took me into her into her mouth and sucked me like a pro.

Carol took my full length and I gently fucked her mouth. The tip of my long dick touched the back of her throat but Carol didn't choke or make a sound.

I reached down and grabbed one of her tits and massaged it roughly.

Carol took my dick out of her mouth and flick her tongue around my helmet quickly before taking me back inside her sweet cock sucking gob.

She never once looked at me or made a sound. She just concentrated on the job in hand. She was focussed wholly on making me cum and I was intent on filling her mouth as soon as I could.

She turned around so she was facing me and started to wank me whilst wrapping her lips around my bell-end.

I looked down at her gorgeous natural tits and her slutty meat eating gob and knew I couldn't hold on any longer.

I let go.

Carol made a soft moan as I jetted fresh jism into her mouth. She kept her lips around my end and let the cum ooze out of her lips and down her chin.

Some spunk landed on her beautiful boobs and the she looked up at me and made sure I saw her swallow. She smiled broadly with cum on her face and said, "You can take me home now."

As we pulled up to her house she still had my fuck juice on her chin. She wanted to leave it there.

She said, "That was a perfect evening, let's do it again."

I love living on this street.

Chapter 11: Playing Away

2011-11-11T11:23:00.001-08:00

Chris is married to Reese. They live at number 29 Red Lion Street. I live at number 10.

You can read all of Reese's stories here.

You can read all of Chris' stories here.

Reese is built like the Empire State Building. She claims that she has never been unfaithful to Chris but three weeks ago she let me lick out her butt-hole. Apparently that doesn't count.

Chris has been unfaithful to Reese though. He fucked Eloise, the local prostitute, who lives at 45. I know because Eloise told me whilst I was screwing her myself.

Eloise is built like the Titanic and is worth every penny of the £500 it cost me to fuck her.

You can read all of Eloise's stories here.

If you were married to someone who looked like Reese would you fuck around? I know I wouldn't. I took Chris to the pub.

"Chris," I said. "What the fuck are you doing? You screwed the local prostitute who lives on the same street as you. Are you insane?"

"How do you know that?" asked Chris.

"Because Eloise told me whilst I slipping her my own length. She said you were bigger than me."

"You fucked Eloise? Did you pay? Of course I'm bigger than you."

"Yes I paid, " I replied, "but that isn't the point. I'm single, I can fuck who ever I want. Why were you unfaithful to Reese? She's amazing."

"Reese is amazing," said Chris. "When I met her I thought she was the fuck of my life. Up til that point I could never really get to fuck properly. My massive tool would hurt the girls but when Reese saw what I had she knew she wanted it all to herself. Man, I couldn't believe it. Those tits, that ass. I never, ever thought I would need another woman. She lets me fuck her mouth, her tits, her cunt, even her ass even though it almost splits her in two. I didn't think it was possible that I would be unfaithful until I saw that dirty tramp Eloise walking down the street."

"Did you know that Eloise was a prostitute?" I asked.

"Everybody knows. She walks like a whore, she dresses like a whore and she talks like a whore. One night I was talking to Eloise and I told her that my wife was the best fuck of my life. Eloise grabbed my crotch and said, 'I'm better and I'll prove it'. That was six months ago and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I'd see Eloise walking down the street swinging her ass and tits around and I thought, 'maybe she is better, maybe she's a better fuck than my wife.' I was wanking about her every, single day and in the end I phoned up Eloise and said, 'Ok, let's do it.' She said, 'You still have to pay. It's £500 without a condom but you can't cum in my cunt'. I said, 'You'll be begging me to cum in your cunt when I've finished with you, you fucking whore.' She said, 'big talk, get over here now. I'm dressed for sex.' I walked down to Eloise's and when she opened the door she was dressed in head to toe as a ho, black heels, red basque, sheer stockings. I didn't speak, I just dropped my pants and let my giant cock spring out and she got down in front of me. 'It's big' she said, 'but nothing I can't handle'. She opened her huge cock sucking mouth and took me inside her."

"She sucks cock good doesn't she?" I said.

"It can't be denied but the filthy slut has had a lot of practice. A lot of cocks have been inside that cock munching gob. She was trying to act cool but soon she was pinching her tits and looking up at me. My balls were slapping onto her chin and the tip of my meat was hitting the back of her throat. Any other girl would be choking on it but Eloise knew how to accommodate me. She started to grunt and moan. She touched her cunt a couple times. Eventually she let my dick fall out of her mouth. I said, 'Don't pretend this is just another job.' She said, 'It's just another job, now throw a fuck into my hotbox.'

I love to fuck a tall girl in high heels from behind standing up. Her cunt was wet I knew, though she would never admit it. She pulled her butt cheeks apart and I went into her."

"She was tighter than I expected," I said.

"Agreed," said Chris, "Although most girl's are tight to me I expected a forty year old ho to have a little more give. She felt good and right. In fact her cunt felt a lot like my wife's. I put up a good rhythm, a little slower than I knew she wanted. I wanted to tease her into cumming. Did you make her cum?"

"I wasn't trying to," I said. "I just pleased myself and left."

"Well I wanted to make her cum. I don't know why."

"Did you think of you wife as you fucked this prostitute," I asked.

"I did and even though it filled me with guilt it just made my dick go harder. We crave the wrong thing don't we? And Eloise is completely wrong. She said, 'you call that fucking? That isn't fucking. Don't fuck me like a boy, you useless little piss stick.' I fucked her harder and faster and she said, 'I can hardly feel it, you idiot fuck.' I threw her to the ground. She wanted it rough. I got down behind her and entered her again."

"Eloise got her legs wide apart so she could me in all the way," continued Chris. "I was slamming my whole length inside her. My helmet was hitting the very back of her cunt. My balls were slapping against her big white butt cheeks. She turned her a little and started to suck on my fingers. She said that she wish she had another dick in her mouth. I was trying to make her feel something, anything. I saw that her nipples were getting harder, they were sticking out like cigarette butts. "

"Let me ask you?" I said. "Did you think Eloise's tits were natural? When I used to see her walking down the street I used to be sure she had a pure natural rack but when I saw them up close and moving around I wasn't so sure."

"I know what you mean, " said Chris. "If they're plastic tits then they're really, really good plastic tits, right?"

"Right, what happened next."

"She wanted to cum. I knew she did. She was acting all hard, like she didn't care but I knew she wanted to bring herself off. I said, 'what do you want?' and she said 'Reverse cowgirl, get on your back'. I lay on my back with my dick in the air like a flag pole. Eloise lowed herself onto me."

"Her cunt felt so awesome. She said, 'Like most men, you fuck too fast, Try this.' She pulled herself up so that only my tip was inside her and then pushed herself down again. Each rise and fall took about two seconds. Each time she pushed down harder, devouring every inch of my meat. She was breathing hard and concentrating. I don't know how often a whore like Eloise gets to cum but I could tell she was trying. 'I fuck better than your wife, don't I?' I'm not sure she did but I lied and said, 'Your cunt is tighter than my Wife's.' She said 'I fucking love that. I fucking love that my cunt is tighter than your wife's. Fucking say it, you useless dick, say that I'm a better fuck than your wife!' She was starting bounce up and down on my dick faster now. I said, 'You're the fuck of my dreams and you're nothing but a whore. I love fucking you, you fucking whore. I love fucking you more than I love fucking my wife.' All of a sudden Eloise pushed down hard on my shaft and her pussy tightened around me. She moaned for a second and I said, 'That's it, fucking cum for me you filthy whore, that's it.' She said, 'I'm not cumming!' I said 'I know you are.' Eloise got off of me and I could see the pussy juice dripping from her slit. She got down on me missionary style and said, 'Fucking screw me however you like but do it quickly, I haven't got all day.' I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and gave her a proper pumping. I fucked her like a 20 year old virgin; fast and furious and just trying to please myself. She said, 'don't you dare cum inside me, you know the deal.' I said, 'but I want to, I want to fill you with my seed, I want to give you a dozen black babies.' She said, 'please don't fucking cum inside me, I don't want your junk up my fuck hole, please don't!' She tried to lift herself off of me and at that moment I grabbed her ass and held her there. I felt myself go over the edge. I started cumming and shot a big wad of jizz up into her filthy skanky fuck hole.

Cum was oozing out of her slit.

It ran down my shaft and over my balls."

"'You fucking filthy dirty fucking cunt!' she cried. 'I fucking hate you, you selfish tosser! Get the fuck out of my house right now.' I got up and pulled my pants up and went back to my Wife. I left her there with cum oozing out of her used pussy."

"I love living on this street," I said to Chris.

"So do I," said Chris.

Chapter 10: Drown the Pussy

2011-11-04T09:39:00.000-07:00

Valerie lives at Number 28 Red Lion Street. I live at number 10.

You can read all of Valerie's stories here.

Valerie is a married woman of 50 but if you saw her walking down the street in her high heels you would masturbate about her all night long.

She has been prick teasing me since I was 15. Last week I over heard her telling her friends that she had had been unfaithful to her husband seven times and he knew about every one.

I phoned Valerie up and asked her if this was true. Valerie said, "My husband loves me fucking other men. Sometimes I let him watch. Sometimes I let both my husband and my lover cum on my face."

"I don't believe you," I said.

"Come over now and I'll prove it."

I walked down to Valerie's house. Her front door was open. I walked upstairs to where I could hear Valerie talking. I walked into a small room and there was Valerie sitting on her office chair. Valerie wore dark black stockings and bright red heels. She had her top off and was wearing a red bra. Her skirt was hitched up and she had her legs apart and was wearing no panties.

I could see her cunt.

Valerie was on the phone. She looked at me and said, "I'm on the phone to my husband."

She talked back into the receiver, "Yes, he's here now. He is standing right in front of me. He is looking right at me and can see my bare cunt. You know the guy, he lives at number 10. The guy who always keeps looking at my ass....Yes I shaved it this morning. My cunt is bare and bald...what's that?"

Valerie said to me, "My husband want's to know if you like my cunt? He wants to know how it feels to look at a married woman's pussy, whilst she is on the phone to her husband."

"I like it," I said. "It's a beautiful cunt. I want to taste it. I want to eat it and then I want to fuck it."

"He's talking dirty to me, Derek," said Valerie into the phone. "He's talking about how he wants to eat my cunt and fuck it. What's that? Have I ever fucked him? No I have never fucked him. I let him cum on my blouse once and another time I let him cum over my ass crack...yes...yes you're right I should have made him lick the cum off of my ass."

Valerie pointed at her beautiful slit and said, "My husband says you can't have my cunt, not yet. He says he doesn't want you to fuck me."

"But I want to fuck you," I said. "I want to fuck you badly. I want to fuck you hard and quick and dump a nice fat load inside of you. I've wanted to fuck you since I was fifteen. Please let me fuck you, now."

"No," said Valerie. "I want you to cum on me again. Only when you've cum over my tits, my cunt and my beautiful face will I let you fuck me."

"Take your fucking bra off now," I said.

Valerie talked to her husband again, "I'm taking my bra of for him right now, husband. I'd show my tits to almost anyone, I don't care."

Valerie unhooked her red bra and threw it to the ground. "Get your cock out, right now. Wank yourself whilst you look at me."

No woman should have tits that look like Valerie's at the age of 50. She had gorgeous, big natural tits that still held firm.

I had my erect cock out and was wanking myself off.

"He's bigger than you husband," said Valerie. "He's much, much bigger than your stupid little dick, husband. I would love him to fuck me but today he's just going to cum on me."

"You filthy fucking bitch," I said.

"Where do you want to cum on me. Do you want to jizz on my face? Or spray my tits with fresh spunk or cum onto my neat 50 year old cunt?"

"I'd love to shoot over your face. I'd love to see my gloopy jizz dripping from your chin. You would look beautiful with my spunk on your lips...

but...

I'd love to spray your fantastic rack and make sure you got a big load that ran down inbetween your boobs...

but...

There's something so odd and exotic about cumming on your cunt without actually getting to fuck you. I want to cum on your cunt, I want to drown your pussy in jizz."

"Do it," said Valerie. "Cum on my cunt. I want you to. My husband wants you to."

I got in close and started to wank myself furiously. "I'm going to fucking cum on you, you filthy whore. I hope your husband can hear what I'm saying. I hope he's enjoying the sound of another man wanking over his wife."

"He can hear," said Valerie. "and he loves it too. He's wanking himself hard and calling me a filthy, slut wife down the phone."

"This is so wrong. I'm going to cum," I said.

"Do it, let go!" she said.

It's beautiful when you let go. I aimed my cock and shot a nice filthy load of junk over her pussy. Some of my spunk went on to her stockings and dripped down her thigh.

"He came on me husband, he fucking came on me. Are you cumming too? Are you cumming too husband? That's it baby, go on, fucking go, let it go."

Valerie was smearing spunk into her skin whilst her husband wanked himself off on the other end of the phone.

Valerie looked at me and said, "Get out of my fucking house."

I love living on this street.

Chapter 9: Afternoon Tea

2011-11-01T06:10:00.000-07:00

Valerie lives at number 28 Red Lion Street, Reese lives at number 29 and Carol lives at number 5.

You can read all of Valerie's stories here.

You can read all of Reese's stories here.

You can read all of Carol's stories here

It was Monday afternoon. Valerie, Reese and Carol were all sitting in the Red Lion drinking tea. They were laughing and talking loudly. They were all heels and nylons and tits. Which one would you fuck if you could?

I pulled up a chair nearby so I could hear what they were saying. They knew I was there. They didn't seem to care.

Reese threw her head back and said, "No you didn't! No you fucking didn't!"

Valerie said, "I swear it's the truth. I still haven't washed them, you can still see the stains."

If you ever wanted to fuck a woman in her fifties then that woman would be Valerie. Her hair is dyed. She wears a little too much make up, but her body is tight and she knows how to make your dick rock hard. Here she was, in a pub in the middle of the afternoon, wearing red stockings and white heels and still looking classy.

She crossed and uncrossed her legs. Her short grey skirt rode up so that I could see her stocking tops. She had on a tight white blouse that was stretched tight over perfect medium sized boobs.

If she was on a bed, in front of you, pleading to be fucked, and next to her lay a nubile twenty year old. You'd fuck Valerie. You would. Every time.

I have known Valerie for twenty five years. She has always been a complete prick tease. She has never once let me fuck her but last week she let me cum over her ass.

Valerie is married. Her husband is fat and rich.

"The thing is," said Valerie, "My husband likes it, he actually encourages it."

"Really?" said Reese. "You husband knows you've had affairs? He doesn't mind?"

"In our twenty years of marriage I have had seven lovers. My husband knows the name of every one. He has even been in the same room when some of them have fucked me."

"That's outrageous," said Carol. "I didn't think these things really happened."

"Derek loves me, but he knows he is fat and old. He wants the best for me and he wants me to be happy. He knows I have a big sexual appetite. I can't help myself, I just want it ALL the time."

"When...how... did all this start?" asked Reese.

"For the first ten years of our marriage we were faithful but his dick was small and he never properly satisfied me," said Valerie. "We were on holiday in Italy. There was this long haired italian boy who use to sit near us by the hotel pool. One night we were talking to him in the bar and my husband went to bed. I got drunk and fucked Nico on his hotel balcony. He had my skirt up over my ass and gave me a better drilling then I'd ever had with my husband. The next morning I told Derek and cried my heart out. I was sorry and felt so bad. Derek, said he didn't mind, he said he wanted me too. He said he was outside the hotel door listening to me moaning with his cock in his hand.

Derek asked me to fuck Nico the next night in our own room. He asked if he could watch. He paid Nico money to fuck me and let him watch. Nico thought we were crazy. I got on the bed on all fours and opened my legs wide for my Italian lover. My husband looked into my eyes as Nico entered me. I told my husband that Nico was bigger and better then he ever was and he just sat there wanking himself.

Nico made me orgasm three times before he shot his hot junk inside me. My husband walked over and jerked himself over my face and hair. Nico told Derek that I was a whore and my husband laughed his head off. It was the best fuck of my life but I've had better since.

Me and Derek love the way we live. We wouldn't have it any other way."

Reese laughed and gasped all the way through Valerie's story. Reese lived with her husband Chris at number 29. Reese is built like a battle ship. Her massive tits are like bazookas. Two weeks ago she let me lick out her asshole and I've never tasted anything better. Reese was wearing red high heels and white ankle socks, like it was a perfectly normal thing for a woman in her late thirties to do.

"I've never been unfaithful," said Reese. She knew I was listening. "Well, not really, not properly. I've given a couple of blow jobs and I've let a few guys lick out my cunt and ass. I LOVE having my ass licked out."

"So do I," said Valerie.

"Euugghh!" said Carol.

"But I haven't told Chris. It would break his heart. I know he is faithful to me and would never stray," said Reese.

I knew Chris had been unfaithful. He had fucked Eloise the local whore. She told me herself when I fucked her.

"Chris satisfies me like no-one else," said Reese. "I have to tell you a secret and it's not a thing that a woman should say but my pussy is quite, well big. When I was younger, boys would fuck me and I would never really, feel it you know? Not like you're supposed to? I mean I would cum sometimes but I always had to help myself. I had to play with my clit to bring myself off. Their cocks were never enough on their own. That all changed when I met Chris. On our first date I was wearing the tightest black dress. It could barely contain my massive titties. My ass was all over the place. He kept looking at my tits and ass like all the men do and I looked at the crotch of his jeans. He was hard. It looked like he had wedged a spanner down there. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. We had dinner. Afterwards, I told him, I said that I wanted to take him home. I told him I wanted to fuck him. I used that word. I said 'fuck' in a restaurant on our first date. I took him to my flat. He said he didn't want to hurt me. He said he had hurt girls before because his dick was so massive."

I have a big dick too. Really, honestly I do. However, when I fucked Eloise she said the biggest dick she'd ever had was Chris's.

"I unzipped his jeans," continued Reese, " and unwrapped the most beautiful black rod. I mean, honestly girls, it is a really beautiful thing. Truly huge. I looked at him and said that I wanted it. I wanted all of it. I wrapped my lips around his cock and took in as much as I could. He fucked my face gently but soon his dick was at the back of my throat. I was choking on it. It was too much. I took it out and said, 'Please stick it inside me, I've never cum from just a dick alone. Please show me how. Please fuck me however you want.' He lay me on my bed. I didn't take my tiny black dress off but I did scoop out my boobies and took my panties off. I stretched my legs as wide as they would go. He put his big bulbous helmet at the lips of my cunt and I said 'don't wait, don't be gentle, fuck me hard.' He was inside me and I knew this was the man I wanted to fuck for the rest of my life. He slid in and out and I could feel my pussy leaking juice like it had never done before. For once in my life my cunt was filled. I could feel his stick on my pussy walls and it felt glorious. I asked him if I was too big for him and he said I was perfect. He said he could never fuck girls hard for fear of hurting them. I said he wasn't fucking me hard enough and then he went crazy. He fucked and fucked and fucked and fucked and fucked. I said, that's still not enough. His giant ball sack was slamming against my fat brown butt but I still wanted more. I said,' fucking fuck me you useless fucking fuck' and then he turned into a pneumatic drill. I came like an earthquake and screamed the house down. He said, 'I'm going to cum baby. Where do you want me to cum?' I said, 'Fucking cum in my black cunt and make me pregnant. Marry me and fuck me forever you gorgeous, gorgeous man.' He came and came and came. An hour later, jizz was still oozing out of my slit. I would never be unfaithful to Chris."

"You two are fucking crazy," said Carol.

"Tell us something dirty, Carol," said Reese.

I liked Carol. She was in her forties but still had a great rack and ass. She told dirty jokes and could drink like a man. I had though about asking her out on a date before. You know, like a boyfriend/girlfriend thing. I thought she was pretty filthy, so I was surprised at what she said.

"I've only slept with five guys in my life," said Carol. "I once let a man fuck me up the ass but I didn't like it."

"Is that it?!" howled Reese.

"Is that the best you can do?" said Valerie

Carol was the best dressed of the three. She had dark, dark opaque tights on with shiny black heels. She had let the strap on her red dress fall so you could see her black bra.

I got up to leave and pretended to drop my wallet as I walked past Carol. I bent down and looked up at Carol.

She smiled down at me and then I realised that her black tights weren't tights at all. I could see a tiny glimpse of white skin at the hem of her dress. The dirty woman was wearing hold ups.

She saw that I saw and smiled.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 8: Through the Window

2011-10-23T16:47:00.000-07:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Stephanie lives at number 42 with her husband Rob.

Read all of Stephanie's stories here.

Stephanie is a mother in her early thirties but she still dresses like this...

Stephanie's husband Rob has told me several times how little sex he has with her but Stephanie sent me a letter telling me about how she fucked two workmen on a building site in broad daylight. She also showed me her beautiful cunt through her nylon sheer panties.

She is the biggest cock tease I've ever met and I'm not quite sure what she is playing at.

About a week ago another letter was pushed through my letterbox. I recognised Stephanie's handwriting straight away.

The letter said, "I want to talk to you about 'cunt'. I love the word 'cunt'. I love the way it sounds. It is the dirtiest of all the words. I love how your face looked when I showed you my cunt. I want to whisper the word cunt in your ear.

I don't just love the word 'cunt', I love cunt itself. Last week I was visiting an old friend of the family. She is a big fat red headed woman in her fifties with massive E-cup titties. We got to talking about sex and I asked her if she had ever had her cunt licked by a woman. She said she hadn't and I told her that only a woman truly knows how to eat another girl's snatch.

Before I knew it this big truck of a woman was sitting on my face grinding her hairy pussy down hard onto my mouth. I couldn't fucking breathe and she rubbed herself up and down my face until she came hard on me. I had cunt juice all over my chin and lips. I just a wish someone like you had been there as well so I could have had some fresh jizz on my face as well.

I'm a dyke and a whore. I love cock and cunt in equal measures. Come by my house at 2 o'clock today and I'll show you something my husband never sees."

She didn't sign it. She knew I knew who she was.

At five to two I left my house and walked down to Stephanie's. As I walked up to her house I saw Stephanie pulling up her tight red t-shirt.

Stephanie has small but perfect tits. Stephanie has a big round ass and long pretty legs. She was the sort of girl who could win your heart as well as your cock if you weren't careful.

Stephanie was naked except for her black knee length socks and her sweet retro heels. She knew how to make me super hard. I love a girl who knows how to wear classy heels and hosiery. She didn't look out the window but she must have know I was there.

She lay on her white leather sofa stroking her body. She loved loved touching herself and she loved letting me see.

Then I realised someone else someone else was in the room with her. There, crawling along the floor like a teenage pornstar, was Cate.

To read all of Cate's stories click here

Cate was a student who lived at number 14. She'd once let me cum on her stockings.

She was crawling across the floor to Stephanie in black patent leather heels and her white stockings. She had a small, slim, tight young body. She had perfect little tits.

Stephanie said something to Cate. Cate said something to Stephanie. I couldn't hear what they were saying through the window. I thought I heard the word 'cunt'. I probably did.

Stephanie writhed around on the sofa like she was performing in a peep show. Cate got right in front of Stephanie and arched her back so her ass was high in the air. You'd be a fool to not guess what happened next.

Stephanie opened her legs wide and put her hand on the back of Cate's head and guided her mouth to her pussy.

Cate lapped at Stephanie's pussy like a thirsty pussy cat. She licked at Steph's folds in long soft strokes. She reached behind herself and touched her own pussy as she ate the older woman's cunt.

I could hear Stephanie start to moan softly through the window. Stephanie kept her hand on the back of Cate's head and pulled her in closer so Cate's face was buried between her legs. I pressed my face up close to the glass to hear but all I could make out was Stephanie's soft moans.

Cate reached further round behind her and started to touch her precious little ass-hole.

Sometimes a cunt can get so wet. When Cate finally came up for air she had pussy juice dripping from her lips and chin.

She looked fucking beautiful.

I was hard as a rock. I was watching a beautiful young student eat out the cunt of the hot wife of one of my best friends. Delicious, vag juice glistened all over Cate's pretty young face. Stephanie had her legs as wide as they would go.

Then Cate saw me looking through the window. She shouted something. Stephanie saw me too.

"You fucking pervert get the fuck away from my window."

Stephanie came up to the window, shouted "Fuck off!" and then pulled the curtains shut but not before I got a good look at her magnificent body.

I don't know what Stephanie was was doing; sending dirty letters to her husband's friend, getting young students to lick her cunt and teasing my cock and balls until they were fit to explode.

But I fucking loved it.

Chapter 7: Eat My Black Ass

2011-10-18T03:26:00.000-07:00

Reese lives at number 29 Red Lion Street with her husband Chris.

You can read all of Reese's stories here.

We went for a drink after work at the Red Lion Pub. Reese is a real beauty with a big curvy frame and massive tits and ass. She is how you dreamt women would look when you were ten.

Reese drank red wine and I drank ale. One drink lead to another. Reese talked about her husband Chris and how he didn't pay attention to her.

A week earlier I had fucked Eloise, the prostitute who lives on Red Lion Street. Eloise told me that Chris had also paid to have sex with her. I knew no matter how drunk I got I could never tell Reese.

We ordered another bottle of wine. Reese was getting drunk. She told me how her husband Chris had the biggest dick she'd ever had and that no-one could root her like he did. However she also told me that Chris was away and that I should go back to her place for more drinks.

This woman was sending me mixed signals. Me and Reese staggered back to her place. I would have followed her anywhere. She was a perfect woman. I remember drinking vodka with Reese on her sofa and I remember her giggling and being flirtatious. I remember staring at her tremendous rack and thinking how I would love to bury my face in between her beautiful brown boobs.

I must have passed out.

The next thing I knew it was morning and there I was on Reese's sofa.

Reese came in, all bright and breezy. She was dressed for work in a tight top and skirt and black leather boots. She towered above me. Her tits could start a war.

"Morning," said Reese. "I bought you a cup of coffee."

"You're an angel," I said. My head was splitting. Last night I was certain I was about to shag this amazonian but like an old fool I must have passed out. And now here she was towering above me like a goddess.

"I think we had too much to drink last night," said Reese.

"Yes, I'm really sorry about staying over."

"It's no trouble. Listen, I've really got to dash off for work in the next five or ten minutes so I'm in a bit of a hurry but I wondered if you could just do me one quick favour before you leave?"

"Sure," I said, sipping my coffee. "Anything."

"Well, I wondered, would you mind terribly if...if...well, would you mind eating out my big fat black ass?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry to ask," continued Reese in a matter of fact tone. "But I woke up this morning as horny as a dog on heat and I just really need someone to run their tongue around my rim, maybe stick in and out a few times. Just really give my tight little butt hole a good going over before I leave the house. Would that be ok?"

"That would be fine, absolutely fine."

"Don't move, you don't have to move. I'll just sit on your face right there if it's all the same."

"That's absolutely ok with me," I said.

Reese crouched down beside the sofa and hitched her skirt up. She wasn't wearing any panties. You didn't think she would be, did you? She put her hand between her legs and started toying with her neat, shaven pussy.

"So you don't mind eating out a girl's ass-hole then?" asked Reese. "Is that something you like to do?"

"I adore it," I said. "I love to get behind a girl and really explore their crack. The bigger the better, it makes me as hard as a diamond."

"My ass is big fat and round. You've never eaten an ass like mine. I love to push down hard on a man's face so they're deep inside my chocolate crack."

"And I love it when a built woman like you pushes down hard on me and uses me like a piece of meat for her own satisfaction. Sit on my face whenever you like. I'll eat you like I've been starved for a week."

Reese was still crouching beside me. She had two fingers inside her cunt. Her nipples were getting hard and poking through her tight, white top. I thought of her husband Chris and how he would hate it if he knew I was going to eat out his wife's ass. But then I thought about him fucking Eloise. Horses for courses.

"Man, I'm so ready for you white boy," said Reese. "You're going to lick it. You're going to lick it good."

Reese hoisted her frame over me and pulled her skirt up high so I could see her round brown butt cheeks in all their glory.

As Reese slowly lowered herself down towards me I could smell her sweet musky scent.

"You can smell my ass can't you?" said Reese.

"It smells of roses, how could you tell?" I asked.

"I noticed your dick getting hard under your jeans."

My dick was hard. It was straining at my pants and jeans. I wanted to get it out and wank myself but I knew this wasn't about me. This was all about Reese and what she wanted. Her cunt and anus were so close to my face now. I love the smell of a woman's cunt and anus. I really do.

Resse pulled her giant globes apart so I could see her precious little back hole. I strained my neck forward and ran my tongue around the edge of her rim. She tasted delicious.

"Oh, oh that's it white boy." gasped Reese. "Lick this black mama's shit hole. Lick it good. Lick me clean."

I ran my tongue round and round the edge of her hole. Her ass-hole twitched and opened a little.

"Oh mother fucking fuck, you know I fucking love it like that. Lick my fucking dirt box."

She lowered herself down. Her cheeks were on my face. I slipped my tongue inside her shit hole. She squealed like a little girl on Christmas day. I pushed my tongue up inside her and she cried out, "I fucking love having my big fat ass played with. I love having someone lick out my anus and I love having my butt fucked. I love being fucked up the ass!"

I didn't dare dream that I might get to fuck Resse's ass. She only asked me to eat her out. I could speak anyway. Reese push her self down on my face, hard.

I couldn't breath. Reese's massive butt covered my face completely. I licked and chewed at her cunt and ass as she rubbed herself back and forwards. She was pretty heavy as she pushed down on me. She was using me as a fuck toy. She was unconcerned with my comfort or how I feel. She was only concerned with her own pleasure.

"FUCKING EAT MY ASS, EAT MY CUNT EAT MY FUCKING ASS YOU FUCKING STUPID PIECE OF FUCK MEAT!!" she shouted. She thrust her sopping wet cunt against my chin and I managed to get my tongue inside her sweet, sweet anus again.

"FUCK! YES! FUCK! OH! OH! OH! FUCK! YES THAT'S IT! RIGHT THERE! THAT'S IT RIGHT FUCKING THERE!"

Reese's whole body shook and trembled as she came hard onto my face. It felt fucking beautiful.

I let go too. Without touching myself I managed to explode inside my jeans.

Reese lifted herself off of me. Her cunt and ass glistened with cunt juice and saliva.

My face reeked of black girl ass and cunt.

"Thankyou," said Reese.

"You are fucking amazing," I said.

"I need to go to work, get the fuck out of my house."

I love living on this street.

Chapter 6: A Hot August Night

2011-10-14T05:47:00.000-07:00

Hannah lives at number 37 Red Lion Street with her parents Pete and Brenda.

Hannah is a 20 year old blonde with smooth, unbroken, porcelain skin.

She's too young for this shit.

A month or two back on a hot august night I was driving my car back into Red Lion Street when I saw Hannah walking down the middle of the street.

She had the shortest skirt on with high heels. She strode down the street like she owned it. She was maybe a little drunk. I wanted to check she was ok. I pulled the car alongside her and opened the window.

"Hannah, are you ok?" I asked.

"I'm fine," said Hannah. "In fact I've had fantastic night but I don't want to go home yet. Do you want to take me for a drive?"

It was a strange request for a 19 year old to make to a 40 year old man. Her parents were my friends. I wanted her to get home safe and I felt she needed to sober up.

"Where do you want to go?" I asked.

"Take me to the back fields."

The back fields lay just behind Red Lion Street. There is a small car park there where teenagers meet for illicit rendevous. Hannah got in the car. She complained at how hot it was. It only took us a few minutes to drive around to the back fields.

After I parked I turned to see she had undone her blouse. Hannah wasn't wearing a bra, she didn't need to. Her body still retained the supple taughtness of her teenage years.

"I'm sorry, I was hot," said Hannah. "Besides, I'm sure you've seen it all before."

This was turning into a situation. "Hannah, this is not cool. I'm friends with your parents. I think we shoul just let you sober up and then I should take you home."

"I'm not drunk, I promise you. Just happy."

I could see one of her smooth young titties. I had terror in my heart and a twitch in my pants. 'Do the right thing,' I told myself.

"Where have you been tonight anyway?" I asked.

"The Red Room," said Hannah. The Red Room was a sorry excuse for a night club in a room above the pub at the end of Red Lion Street. I'd never been but often the pounding bass would keep me awake at night.

"I go there on my own quite often to dance. I actually love to go out dancing on my own. It makes me feel free and alive. I love to dress sexy, a little slutty even. Sometimes when it's crowded I like to rub my bum up against the ugly teenage boys and their stubby little cocks."

"Jesus, Hannah, you should be more careful."

"I know what you're thinking but I'm not a slut. I don't sleep around or pick men up. Don't tell my Mum and Dad. I just fanatsise being some kind of temptress. Although I must admit tonight I was naughtier then I'd ever been."

"I need more space. I'm getting in the back seat," said Hannah.

"No, Hannah, No. This has to stop."

She wasn't listening. She was already in the back seat. Hannah had always been kooky and eccentric but this was odd behaviour. She didn't seem drunk but it seemed crazy that she might be trying seduce me. I'm 40 years old and she is my friends daughter.

"Tonight I let a boy find out that I wasn't wearing any panties," said Hannah.

"Why aren't you wearing panties?" I asked.

"It's a hot night. Why the fuck should I?"

"What happened?" She was winning. I was being sucked into this.

"There was this boy at the club who kept looking at me in my short skirt and heels. He was ugly and brutish looking. Not the sort of guy I would ever go with but that made it even more exciting. I wanted to toy with this thick thug."

I turned and looked into the back of the car. Hannah had her shirt open. Her firm, nubile tits were nearly out. She had pulled her skirt up. She had the neatest, prettiest shaven pussy I had ever seen. She was starting to finger herself.

"I walked past him a couple of times," continued Hannah. "I swung my ass and stuck my tits out. He couldn't take his eyes off of me. He kept laughing and talking to his mates. He was probably telling them that I was a slut and that he would like to fuck me. I walked past and made sure my butt rubbed against his crotch. I felt his hard little cock. The second time I brushed against him, he couldn't contain himself and slapped my ass. I said 'Take my hands off of my you fucking cunt.' He said, 'You fucking want it, you know you do.' I danced a while longer and then brushed against him a third time. This time he thrust his hand up my skirt. He found my bare wet pussy and grabbed it there and then in the middle of the night club. He was shocked. I was shocked. I slapped him round the face and left the club."

"Jesus christ Hannah," I said. "You have to be more careful."

"I'm getting out of the car," said Hannah.

I got out of the car too. She was standing there with her shirt undone and her skirt hitched up above her cunt. She looked like a common, street slut. She was laughing.

"Hannah, this has to stop," I said. "Anyone can see you, like this. Do you shirt up, pull your skirt down. Let me take you home."

"I'm so sorry," said Hannah. "I can't help myself sometimes. I get this craving in my cunt and tits start to tingle. Sometimes I want to be bad so much. I just can't stop thinking of that arsehole grabbing my pussy in the middle of that nightclub. Part of me wanted him to fuck me there and then in the middle of the night club with everybody watching."

"Why are you like this?" I asked.

"I don't know. I just want to. I want to the wrong thing, the worst thing I can think of. I want to be bad. Right now, right here. I'm going to play with myself right here, right now."

Hannah got down on the cold pavement by the side of the car. She got her legs open wide. She slipped two fingers inside herself and started giving herself pleasure.

Have you ever seen a 20 year old girl fingering herself in public car park on the dirty ground where ever anyone can see? I hadn't either until this night. I looked around. There was nobody else around. Just me and this filthy, desperate horny girl. My dick was hard. I had to decide whether to do the right thing or not.

"Look at me, watch me," said Hannah. "Watch me fuck myself on the cold hard ground. I love you watching me. I want a total stranger to find me here, fucking myself on the floor with a dirty old fuck wanking over me."

"I'm not wanking myself," I said.

"I can see your dick is hard. Take it out, don't be ashamed. Wank yourself, wank yourself, do it, do it."

"I want to, believe me but..."

"I won't tell anyone," said Hannah. "I want to watch a forty year old man wanking over me."

I fell off the edge. I crossed the line. I took my dick out. I started jerking myself.

"You're big," said Hannah. "I knew you would be. Wank yourself. Wank yourself good and quick."

"Make yourself cum you dirty slut," I grunted.

"I am, I am. I'm cumming right now. I'm cumming right now in front of you. I want to be the baddest. I want to do the dirtiest thing I can think of. What's the dirtiest thing you can think of?"

"Cumming over your pretty, little face," I said. "The filthiest thing I can think of is me shooting jizz over your pretty young face."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Is that a yes?" I cried

"Yes, yes, yes, yes. Cum on me. Cum on me now. Please, please, please cum on me. Cum all over me. Cum on me now. Cover me you filthy, dirty old man."

"FUCK!" My cock spat out a hug shower of gloopy spunk on Hannah's gorgeous, beautiful face. Jizz went all over her red lips and her cheek and ran onto the pavement.

"You fucking, filthy old fucker," cried Hannah.

"You dirty, little slut," I cried.

"Take me home," said Hannah.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 5: Apple and Cream

2011-10-09T15:23:00.000-07:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Valerie is a prick tease who lives at number 28.

She is a dirty fucker who won't let me fuck her.

She has been making my dick hard for 25 years now and loves how this drives me insane.

You can find all of Valerie's stories here.

Last week Val sucked me off and let me cum on her white cotton blouse but we still didn't screw. I decided to phone her.

Valerie picked up. "When are we going to fuck?" I asked.

"I told you, when you're older," said Valerie. "But listen, I just had an idea. I was just sitting here, playing with my pussy and I thought how nice it would be to have some guy walk into my house and have him ejaculate all over my tight 50 year old ass."

I had to check what she just said, "You don't want me to fuck you up the ass? You just want to shoot my jizz over your butt cheeks and shit crack?"

"I don't want you to even touch me. I just want to get on my hands and knees with my pantyhouse pulled down my thighs and feel some fresh seed splashing against my rear."

"I'm coming over right now."

"Be quick," said Valerie.

I was quick I ran to her house. The front door was open a little. I stepped inside.

She had her back to me. Her neat grey skirt was already hitched up around her waist and she was easing her bright red nylons down around get fantastic ass.

Valerie was wearing smart, black, patent leather heels with ankle straps. You might as well get used to the fact that all of the women on Red Lion Street fuck in good looking shoes. It's just how they are.

Valerie is 50 years old but looks fucking amazing, honestly. Her body is still trim and tight and she has a mind like a sewer. I would choose her over most 20 year olds.

"You look amazing," I said. "My balls ache to explode every time you walk past my window."

"What do you think of my ass?" asked Valerie.

"It's smooth and round like an apple. Are you sure you don't want me to just fuck the hell out of your shit hole? Make you writhe and scream and dump a big, load of man-fat in your backside?"

"One day, when you're older I may let you fuck me up my ass but today I son't want you to touch me. Just spray me with your filthy junk."

Valerie was down on the floor now. She had her legs as wide as they would go and her ass high up in the air. Her pantyhose were pulled down just below her ass and stretched tight.

"I don't understand what you get out of this?" I asked.

"Oh believe me I get plenty out of this," said Valerie. "I love making you foolish men do what ever I want. I love to deny myself whilst you wank and explode in front of me. After you've gone I will finger fuck myself all day long thinking about what a slut I've been. I will have more fun then I ever would with a man. Your jizz will be drying on my ass whilst I put my fingers in my twat and shit hole. I will feel so powerful."

I was as hard as a diamond. I was wanking myself off. I could shoot at any time.

"Show me," I pleaded. "Show me how you play with yourself and I'll shower your ass in cum and leave you alone I promise."

Valerie put her hand between her legs and slipped two long fingers inside her soft wet slit. "I can put three or four fingers inside my cunny but two is best. It feels right. I can make myself cum easily like this."

"And your ass? How do you fuck your own ass?"

With her fingers still in her pussy, Val reached round with other hand and inserted one long digit into her tiny back hole. "I can't lie, my anus has been fucked by giant dicks and massive dildos but one of my own fingers is perfect. It doesn't hurt and I can tease the rim of my tight little rosebud until I cum like a fright train. Oh, oh don't let me cum, please. Shoot all over me soon. Please, please."

Valerie was finger fucking her ass and cunt ever so gently. She was breaking her own rules. She wasn't denying herself. I was at that beautiful point where the slightest touch or thought would make me pop. It's a fantastic feeling when you're on the edge of orgams.

Valerie was on the brink too, she wanted to cum too but I knew she wouldn't let herself.

"Fucking cum on my ass, please!" cried Valerie. "Treat me like a thirteen year old's spunk blanket!"

"Where do you want it?"

"I want spunk on my ass cheeks. I want your dirty, fucking junk running down my back crack. I want your jizz oozing down my legs and ruining my tights! Cream on me!"

One tug on my dick and I was gone; five perfect blasts of baby batter rained down onto Valerie.

Valerie got her wish; spunk on her ass cheeks, dirty junk running down her back crack and jizz dripping from her ass and ruing her tights.

"You dirty fucking fuck!" I said.

"Get the fuck out of my house," said Valerie.

As I left I saw Valerie working her finger back into her ass-hole.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 4: There's No Shame In It

2011-10-03T05:01:00.001-07:00

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street. Eloise lives at number 45. She works as prostitute.

No I'm being serious. You can pay to have sex with her, honestly, anyone can.

I watch her door from my window. I see men come and go late at night.

I see her dressed in skirts too short for a woman in her forties.

Last Thursday I knocked on her door and she answered.

I stammered and stuttered, "Are you? I...I...mean...d..do..you..."

"I think you'd better come in," said Eloise.

I stepped inside her house. Eloise was tall and big boned, she was what you might call a handsome woman. She had a bold, raw sexuality. She had a massive fuckable ass and huge natural tits. She had strong long, legs that could clamp you tight and never let you go.

She was dressed in a tight long dress and was teetering on four inch black patent heels.

I stood there nervously.

"I know you," said Eloise. "You live on this street don't you?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Do you know what I do?" she asked.

"I...I think so. I th..th..think I might. You're a whore, right?"

"Well, yes, you could say that. I prefer not to but sometimes people call me a whore and sometimes, on certain days, I enjoy it."

I could tell she was enjoying my nervousness, which in turn made me less nervous.

"You fuck for money?"

"Yes, I fuck for money," said Eloise. "What of it?"

"I want to fuck you," I said. "I want to fuck you for money. I want pay for sex."

"Do you need to? Do you need to pay for sex?"

"I'd like to think I don't HAVE to pay for sex, but I want to today. I want to fuck you and I want to pay you. The fact that I have paid for it makes it all the better. The fact that you might not enjoy it also makes it better. I want to fuck you quickly. I want to use you."

"Can you afford me?" asked Eloise. Her mouth was starting to crack into a smile. She had a filthy looking mouth. It was a big mouth that looked like it could fit two cocks inside it.

"I think I can afford you. How much does it cost to fuck you?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I want you to crouch down and take the full length of my dick in your mouth."

"Without a condom?" asked Eloise.

"Yes, I'm clean."

"£200. Anything else?"

"I want you to scoop your giant tits out, turn around and let me pound your cunt from behind."

"Without a condom?" asked Eloise.

"Yes. I want to shoot my jizz inside you. Ideally I'd like to see my spunk oozing out of your pussy lips."

"I'll let you fuck me without a condom but you can't cum inside me. You'll have to pull out. This will cost you £500. I can give you an hour. Can you afford it?"

I gave Eloise the money in six fifty pound notes and said, "I'll be finished in ten minutes."

Eloise looked at the money. I'm pretty sure it's more than she usually got. She put it down and said, "Let's start. Drop you trousers."

I couldn't wait to get my dick inside her cocksucking gob. I undid my jeans and let them fall to the ground. My dick sprung out, huge and erect.

I have a big dick. I don't like to talk about it.

"It's ok," said Eloise. "It's not too bad. I know you think you're fucking huge but I've had bigger. Just last week I got fucked by Chris, the black man at number 29. He's dick is fucking unbelievable. I didn't think a man could hurt me any more but he really did."

>Eloise crouched down in front of me with her legs apart. I could see down her cleavage. I had thought her tits were natural, now I wasn't so sure.

"Are you're tits natural?" I asked.

"Oh yes," said Eloise. "Do you want to see?"

"I want you to scoop your tits out of your dress and bra but keep your clothes on," I said. "I love to fuck a half dressed woman."

"Whatever," said Eloise. "I really don't care."

Eloise stood up and pulled the black cotton of her dress apart to reveal a sturdy red bra. She eased the cups apart. Her massive boobs came out. They were beautiful and huge. They were real or very good fakes. She had gorgeous, large nipples. She massaged her right tit a little and threw her head back. She was doing her whore thing.

"You don't have to pretend you're enjoying it," I said.

"You really are a fucking cunt," said Eloise.

"You're a fucking cheap whore, shut up," I said.

"You are a useless tool who has to pay for sex," replied Eloise. "Women laugh at people like you."

"This is going to be fun."

"I know."

"My dick is fucking hard for you, you stupid slut."

"Stick it my whore mouth and let's get this over with."

Eloise got down in front of me. She placed her hands on my thighs and guided me in between her lips.

Some women know how to suck cocks and some don't. I don't know where they learn it from. Eloise didn't use her teeth and made her mouth feel like a tight, wet cunt and that's all you could ask for. She moved her head in and out. She knew the right speed for a face fucking.

She pulled her dress up her thighs and reached down and pulled her red panties apart. She a had a beautiful, bald snatch. She fingered herself a little as I continued to fuck her face. She made a moaning sound.

She might have been pretending. I couldn't tell. I didn't care.

She looked beautiful with her tits flopping out and my dick in her mouth.

>"You filthy fucking whore," I said.

She took my cock out of her mouth and looked up at me. "You sad, sack of shit. I bet you've never had your cock sucked like this."

"I've had my cock sucked twice as good by girls half your age," I said to her. This was a lie. Eloise was given me one of the best blow jobs I'd ever had and it's all I could do to stop myself blowing a huge wad in her face.

"Do you you want to stick it me? Do you? You fucking cunt? Do you want to see if you can fill me?"

Eloise and turned around pulled up her dres and put one leg up high. I could smell her cunt. It was wet.

"Your cunt is dripping," I said.

"I can't help it. I'm so wrong. I love being a whore. I love being paid for sex. It makes it better. This is more than a job to me."

Eloise still had her panties on, pulled to one side, her giant bangers were still swinging outside of her dress and bra. I gripped her hips and put my helmet in between her cunt lips.

"Oh," said Eloise.

"Oh," I said.

"I lied," said Eloise. "It is big enough. It's good. It feels good."

I slid inside her. She was surprisingly tight for a 40 year old prostitute. I slapped my balls against her ass cheek and started to build up a rythmn.

"That's it," she said. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Fuck me you fucking cunt. Fuck me properly."

"I'll fuck you how ever I want. I paid for this."

"Please don't cum in me. Fuck me hard and long and please don't cum in me."

"What are you?"

"I'm a slut."

"No what are you?"

"I'm a whore."

"Say it again."

"I'm a fucking whore and I love it. I don't care who knows it. Fuck me hard, pay me over and over again. Tell the whole world."

I was fucking her hard and fast. Her tits were banging together. She was looking back at me with gritted teeth.

"I'm going to cum," I said.

"I haven't cum yet! No don't carry on. Hold on."

"I'm going to cum inside you."

"No please don't cum inside me, please don't."

She said these words but kept rocking back and forth on my dick. She didn't know what she wanted.

I said "I want to see if I can make a 40 year old whore pregnant."

I let go. I shot several loads of my filthy spunk into her hot, wet, whore snatch.

I was still pumping. She shouted, "YOU FUCKING CUNT, CUNT, CUNT. YOU FUCKING CAME INSIDE ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD."

My cock was still pulsing a little as I pulled out and my jizz leaked out of her slit and dripped onto her carpet.

"You are a fucking cunt. You came inside me. I didn't even cum. I fucking hate you."

"You did cum," I said.

"Get out of my house," said Eloise. She didn't stand up. Spunk was still oozing from her cream pie.

I love living on this street.