Chapter 27: The Bottom of the Stairs

I live at number 10 Red Lion Street.

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.

Well they did until recently. Reese came round to my house the other day. She was in floods of tears. She was inconsolable. I sat her down and tried to make her calm.

"I'm pregnant, you fucking shit bag. You made me pregnant and now Chris has left me."

A couple of months ago Reese got me to fuck her in her Wedding Dress and take photos as revenge for her husband Chris sleeping with a prostitute.

We are out of control on Red Lion Street. We don't know how to live.

"Jesus shitting Christ, you're pregnant?!" I said.

"Yes, it's you. I know it's you. I wasn't fucking Chris because I was so mad at him. You fucking shit. Everything is spoilt. Everything is ruined."

"With all due respect, you ordered me to not wear a condom. In fact your actual words were, and I quote directly, 'Give me your cum, make me pregnant. Give me a little half cast baby. I want my husband to see it and remind him of his slutty wife.'"

"Fucking fuck," said Reese. "This is such a mess."

Even upset and with tears ruining her make up Reese still looked like a ferocious fuck of a woman. She wore red t-bar heels and her tight short skirt rode up her thighs to reveal the tops of her thigh-high black stockings. A prim white satin blouse barely contained her massive tits.

"It get's worse than that," said Reese.

"Let me get this straight," I said "Your husband fucked a prostitute. I fucked the same  prostitute. You got revenge on your husband by dressing in your wedding dress and getting me to fuck you in it and take pictures so he would see? Your husband punched my fucking lights out two weeks ago and now you're pregnant. How can it get worse?"

"It all happened this afternoon," said Reese. "Let me explain. Chris has been gone four days now. He hasn't phoned or anything. I know the marriage is over. He said there was no way we could repair this. I needed to speak to a friend. I went round to Tracy's at number 15.

Tracy is beautiful and kind. You've probably seen her. She's 29 and tall and blonde. I told her everything from start to finish.

'I can't believe I've lost my Chris, he was everything to me.' I told her.

'You're going to have to start all over again,' said Tracy. 'Don't forget he started this, not you. You'll survive on your own.'

'And...I know it's wrong to say it but...I WILL miss the sex. I'll miss being close to someone,' I said.

'Reese', Tracy was hesitant. She had something important to say to me. 'Do you remember we...you know...when we...'

'When we fucked?' I finished her sentence for her. About a year ago me and Tracy had got drunk down at the Red Lion Pub. Chris was away and somehow we'd end up at my house licking and fingering each others' pussies. We'd gone at it all night. By the morning our fingers were sore and our faces were sticky with cunt juice. I needed some human contact like that. I wanted to feel loved.

'Oh Tracy,' I sighed as I reached out to her and touched her arm.

'We have to be quick,' said Tracy. 'I'm expecting someone in half an hour.'

'Upstairs, now,' I said.

We leaped for each other. We forced out tongues into each others mouths. We stood up and stumbled into the hall.

We were a mess of tits, hair and heels.

Tracy wore black shiny heels, a skimpy vest top and a short black skirt. She always dressed for the boys no matter what the weather.

In the hallway I pulled down her vest top. Tracy's magnificent E cup boobs were busting out of red satin bra.

I undid my blouse and let Tracy see my own tits.

'Jesus Christ, you're an angel,' said Tracy.

'You're a goddess, you make wet,' I said.

'You're wet? I'm fucking soaked. Take off my skirt.'

I reached around and unzipped her. I slid the skirt down over her pert arse.

We kissed there at the bottom of the stairs.

In our heels.

Staring at each others tits.

We kissed properly. Not like men kiss. We kissed like girls.

We teased.

We stroked.

We twisted and writhed.

I took off my skirt and Tracy stepped out of hers.

We both let our tops fall to the floor.

We were just two long legged, fat arsed beauties in our panties, bra and heels.

'We should go upstairs,' said Tracy, when she didn't have my tongue in her gob, 'My friend might come.'

'Let them come, let them see, let them join in.'

I reached round and took her arse cheeks in both my hands. Her panties were satin too, soft and smooth to the touch. I really grabbed those cheeks. Pulled them apart, pushed them back together.

'You've got a big arse for a white girl,' I said.

'You've got a big arse for a black girl,' said Tracy.

I got down on my knees. I couldn't get enough of her. When I got down low I could smell her cunt and took in her sweet dark scent.

'I'm going to eat you up little girl,' I started to pull Tracy's panties down.

Tracy's knickers were round her knees. I like it when a girl leaves her underwear half way on. So much sexier then taking it all the way off. I also liked to be fucked with my panties stretched between my legs.

Tracy's cunt was neat, trim and shaven. It looked like the snatch of a girl half her age. I breathed in her delicious smell once more and then ran my tongue up the entire length of her fuck crack.

'Holy fucking mother of Christ' moaned Tracy. 'You know how to make a woman howl.'

It's true. I know how to lick cunt and make a girl's nipples  go as hard as rocks. I have done ever since I was a teenager when I made my best friend squirt her girl juice all over my black whore face.

I pulled my tongue gently up the length of her slit once again, parting her lips just a little more.

'You taste like Christmas,' I said.

On my third stroke I went a little deeper and right at the top of her fold I found her magic button.

I ran the tip of my tongue around her sweet, beautiful clit.

'Fucking, fuck, fuck,' cried Tracy.

Tracy was teetering on the brink, she was at the cusp. I let my tongue keep her there. Not making her come but keeping her at the edge. 

I pulled my own panties down whilst I tongued her. I got a finger inside my glory box whilst Tracy pushed more of her own muff in my face. It wasn't long before I was reaching my peak too.

'I can't stand up any longer,' said Tracy.

'Then get down here and sixty nine me, bitch,' I said.

I kicked off my panties. I got down on my back and got my legs up high and wide. I scooped my boobs out of my bra.

'Here I am baby,' I said.

Tracy got down over me. Her cunt in my face, her hands at my crotch.

'I want to do it right for you,' said Tracy as she slid her middle finger inside me.

'You are doing it right. Fuck me. One finger. That's all. Do it. Tease me.'

Sometimes all I need is just one finger. If the girl does it right that's all it takes. One long finger in the right place and I can bring the whole fucking house down.

Her index finger was in up to the knuckle. She moved her finger so that she stroked my cunt walls. I wriggled to get the most of her. She lowered her self down onto my face. She covered me.

I was engulfed in sweet, white girl cunt. I could have stayed there for a year.

Tracy pushed down. She rubbed her snatch up and down my face, smearing me with cunny fluid. It was immense. I desperately tried to give her what she needed. I flicked my tongue back and forth. I was lapping like a dog.

Tracy was doing a better job. She had her finger in such a beautiful place, never fully fucking me but just easing it in and out. I was close.

Then Tracy suddenly bent down, tongued my pretty, little clit and I was gone.

'Fucking, fucking bitch fuck!' I howled as my whole body shook hard.

As I tried to screech, Tracy rammed her pussy back in my mouth so I had to eat delicious, lesbian slit as I came and came and came and came.

The orgasm finally ebbed away and Tracy got off me and sat on the stairs.

'Quick,' she cried. 'My friend will be here soon. Lick my cunt like a crazed dog, whilst I flick my bean. I want to get off.'

'Is this a guy or a girl, you're expecting?' I asked.

'A guy, but honestly. You CANNOT be here when he gets here.'

I couldn't work out what Tracy's problem was but I got down to eating more cunt and getting my best friend to hit the jackpot. Tracy got her finger right on her clit and stretched her snatch wide.  She stroked her hot spot super fast but super light, like only us girls know how. Her pussy was stretched so wide that I was really able to get my tongue inside.

'Oh Jesus, just there, just a little bit longer, keep going, keep going,' Tracy was a like a huge juggernaut nearing the top of a hill. Once she went over the edge there was going to be a huge crashing noise.

'Oh, my baby.'

'Oh yes.'

'Come for me.'

'So near.'

From behind me I heard the key turn in Tracy's front door. Tracy froze. I looked up at her face. She looked like she'd seen a ghost.

I didn't look behind me. I just said, 'Look mister, I don't know who you are and I don't care what you look like. All I know is that if you are any kind of man at all, you will drop your pants right now and fuck me straight up the shit hole whilst I eat this slut's cunt.'

The stranger didn't say a word. I heard his trousers and pants fall to the ground. I got my tongue back inside Tracy's hole.

Tracy slowly started fingering herself again.

And then I felt it. The hugest, massive bell-end ploughing it's way between my butt cheeks. Oh my fucking god, this guy was huge. He was going to split me in two. I was dripping wet. I thought he might get some of my girl juice and spread it up to my back crack but he just gripped my waist and with one thrust slammed his manhood deep, deep inside me.

'OOOOoooooohhh holy fucking shit, you fucking bastard!' I cried.

I could concentrate on licking Tracy's slit anymore, this was too much. Tracy just sat there with her jaw hanging open.

This stallion was ramming my poor arse-hole hard and fast. It hurt like hell but somehow he was bringing me close to an orgasm the size of Mount Everest.

He was so fucking big, he was fucking so fast. I hadn't felt something like this since....since....

I turned around and looked. It was Chris, my husband.

He looked down on me with nothing but hate. This was all so wrong. Was he fucking Tracy? Is that why he had her key?

'I'm so sorry,' cried Tracy. I guess he was fucking Tracy.

'You bastard,' I said to Chris.

'You fucking whore,' said Chris to me.

He threw a last violent thrust into me and shot his load. Semen pumped up my back hole. He pumped and pumped and pumped.

It was all so wrong but I came too. I came hard and for the second time today. My anus tightened around my husband's huge donkey dick and I shook like thunder.

Spunk was spilling out of my back hole as I tried to get my clothes on and get out of there.

Chris was laughing.

Tracy was crying.

I came straight here. This is all your fault.

What have we become? We are hateful selfish people."

"It will be ok," I lied to Reese.

I love living on this street.

Chapter 24: Nurse Cate

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 unconscious 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.

Cate wore white stockings and I could see her garter belt and her smooth white thigh skin beneath her hemline. She wore shiny black stilettos 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 arse 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 arse 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 arse 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 had quite a shock and I don't mean this."

I love living on this street.

Chapter 18: The Wedding Dress

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 that there would be any reason to," 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 arse.

"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 arse 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 come good?" I asked.

"He was the only man who ever made me come 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 come 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 arse like this before?"

"I want you to sit on my face and never, ever get off. I want the smell of your arse 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 arse 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 arse 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 come better than my husband ever did. Make this better than my wedding night. Oh holy shit, I'm coming. Oh holy shit, I'm coming. FUCK I'M CCCOMMMMIIINNNNG!"

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 11: Playing Away

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 until 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 arse. I never, ever thought I would need another woman. She lets me fuck her mouth, her tits, her cunt, even her arse 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 arse 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 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 get 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 wished 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 come. 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 come 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 come for me you filthy whore, that's it.' She said, 'I'm not coming!' 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 come 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 come 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 came 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.