Chapter 48: The Wedding Day

There is a church not far from Red Lion Street. A neat, modernist church with lots of straight lines. This is where Penny and Warren had their wedding. It took place a week ago on a warm autumn Saturday.

Penny lives at number 48 with her mother, Laura. You can read all of her story's here. Penny's father ran away long ago. On the morning of the wedding Laura asked me to come round. She said she needed my help.

I love the way women dress for weddings. Always sexy and smart, always just the right side of slutty.

Laura was 46 and more beautiful than her 22 yr old daughter. She was dressed in a tight yellow dress with a lace-up back. It was yellow and matched her gloves, shoes and large brimmed hat.

She should have looked ridiculous. In a way she did. She also looked delicious.

She was sitting on her stool in her kitchen drinking Martinis at 10am in the morning. Her skirt rode up. I could see her stocking tops.

'How can I help?' I asked.

'I wish Penny's bastard father was still around. The girl needs a dad on a day like today. Could you talk to her? She's very nervous and she's always looked up to you. I think she sees you as a guardian type figure.'

I thought about all the times Penny had shouted 'dirty old man' at me in the street. I thought about the time she told me she got spit roasted in a restaurant by her fiancé and a complete stranger. I thought about the time she sucked me off in her wedding dress and let me come on her face.

I was no father to Penny.

'I'll see what I can do,' I said.

'Before you go up to see her, I could do with a favour myself,' Laura shifted her dress a little so the hem rode higher. She looked at me coquettishly from underneath her wide brimmed hat.

'Say it,' I said.

'A single woman gets lonely. A wedding makes it worse. Don't let me be lonely Captain.' Laura parted her legs a little.

'Open your legs,' I said.

Laura opened her legs wide. I saw her beautiful stocking tops and her black satin panties.

'Pull your panties to one side,' I said.

She pulled her panties to one side and showed me a cunt that a woman half her age would be proud of.

I got my dick out. Laura didn't gasp like the girls normally do. She smiled and looked away.

'How do you want it?' I asked.

'Fast, urgent, functional,' she said and that's how we fucked. I moved in and pulled her legs high and wide. I entered her. I fucked her.

She didn't look at me.

We didn't kiss.

I knew what she needed and I delivered it to her. A hard, perfect fuck.

I started slow and moved my speed up. She moved her hips with mine.

I could tell when she came. Her cunt tightened. She let out a deep breath.

I emptied myself inside her. I came hard. I left it all inside her cunt.

Every last drop.

'Fuck I needed that,' said Laura as she straightened her panties and pulled her skirt down.

'Right,' I said. 'Let me go and see Penny.'

I went up and knocked on Penny's door. She said, 'Fuck off!' and then I walked in.

Her bedroom reminded me of how young she still was. Posters of celebrities I didn't recognise.

She was dressed in her wedding veil and stockings but nothing else. She was painting her nails.

'Didn't you hear me old man? Fuck off!' said Penny.

I sat down on the end of her bed. 'You mother said you were nervous?'

'You stink of sex! Did you just fuck my mum?'

'I know you miss your Father and on a day like today you are sure to be having doubts.'

'You did, didn't you? You fucked my mother downstairs in the kitchen!'

'Just focus on being calm, strong and patient. It will be a beautiful day.'

'Such a filthy cunt.'

'You are going to be surrounded by your friends and family and the man you love.'

'I bet you twenty quid I can suck you hard again.'

'The sun is out, and you look so perfect. I think you need to just revel in the moment.'

'Come on twenty quid. I'm better than my mum let me prove it.'

'Fuck sake, OK.'

I stood up. I undid my trousers. My dick fell out. It was still half hard. It did stink of sex. It smelt of cunt and cum.

'Oh yeah that's my mother's smell all right,' said Penny.

'What the fucking fuck?' I said. 'When do you quit? When do you stop?'

'Put it in my fucking mouth you fucker,' Penny opened wide.

She took my dick inside her. Her mouth was warm.

One thing I've learnt recently is that when you think you can't go again, you usually can.

Penny knows how to suck dick. She's loud, sloppy and messy. 

Slowly I grew. I grew in her fucking mouth.

I looked down and said so. I said, 'Shit I'm growing in your mouth.'

My dick swelled to its full size.

I looked down at Penny. She looked up at me. Dressed like a fucking bride, holy shit.

'I fucked your mum. You can still taste her can't you?'

Penny couldn't speak with her mouth full of dick. She just nodded.

She never took her eyes off of me.

Her tits were full and round, her eyes were big and beautiful. But none of this mattered.

All that mattered was the bare facts of the matter.

This was a bride on her wedding day.

I'd just fucked her mum.

She took my dick out of her mouth and whispered, 'I want my wedding breakfast.'

She put my dick back in her whore mouth and reached underneath and cupped my balls. 

She squeezed them.

Her eyes said, 'Please.'

I unloaded in her gob. I fucking came.

Penny swallowed it all. 'Mum didn't leave much,' she said.

'I've got to go,' I said.

As I left I told Laura that Penny seemed much happier.

I went home and got washed and dressed up. I rock a suit.

A few hours later I got to the wedding.

Rikki and Cate were Penny's bridesmaids. 

Rikki lives at number 27. You can read all of her stories here.

Cate lives at number 14. You can read all of her stories here.

They wore red dresses that were far too tight.

They wore red high heels and pale stockings with red seams up the back.

The theme of the wedding was prostitution obviously.

   

'Hello girls,' I said.

'Fuck off old man,' said Rikki. Rikki was a bitch.

'Hey, why do you call him that?' said Cate. She was nice. She was my friend.

'Look at him,' said Rikki. 'He's a seedy old fuck. Everyone knows it.'

I could have told Cate how Rikki once begged me to fuck her arse on her parents staircase but I decided to leave it.

'Well I think you're just damned rude,' said Cate.

'Fuck off student,' said Rikki.

'Whatever,' said Cate.

'You seem a little edgy Rikki,' I said. 'Is everything ok?'

'She's shitting herself,' said Cate.

'Am not,' said Rikki.

More guests were arriving and people were starting to stare at these two fierce banshees. 

'Come on girls,' I said, 'Let's get you out of the way. You're making a scene.'

I took them both by the arms and quickly scooted them into the church. Rikki said, 'Fuck the fuck off old man!'

Cate said, 'Such a bitch.'

I found a small ante room. The door was unlocked. Inside was a step ladder and a few cleaning products, mops brooms.

I turned to the girls and said, 'Listen, both of you. Calm the fuck down. We are in a church and this is Penny's day. It's not about you two. I want you sit in here. Chill out for ten minutes and when you've learnt to behave I'll come back and get you.

'Fuck off Grandad,' said Rikki.

'Fucksake,' said Cate.

I reached in my inside pocket. I pulled out a hip flask of whiskey. Good whiskey. Too good for these tarts. I gave the flask to Cate.

'Maybe this will calm her down,' I said.

'Fuck off old man,' said Rikki.

I closed the door on them and looked around the church. Guests were wandering in and sitting on the pews. I saw one figure moving very strangely. I went over and found Tashi.

Tashi lives at number 16. She lives with her parents and her sister. She's only 18.

She was dressed in a top hat and tails and wore black high heels with white socks.

She had her dress hitched up and she was playing with her cunt. 

It was possibly the most shocking thing I'd seen in my life.

'What the fuck do you think you're playing at Tashi! Jesus fucking Christ!'

'I haven't had sex in 18 days,' said Tashi. 'I woke up Saturday afternoon and I was cock hungry. I had that feeling little whores like me get in the pit of their stomach when they need dick in their mouth. Nobody in my house is worth my time, nor do I have privacy. I messaged a friend in my room whilst hearing my family moving about, it was about 2pm. My friend made me play till I was on brink of coming then stop. I did this 6 times. I was sitting in a puddle of juices. I had to put a towel on the bed. When he finally let me cum I screamed so loud my Father rushed in, so I got up quick and feigned stubbing my toe. I don't think he believed me. Captain my whole room smelt like my sweet, young cunt. You would have loved it. After they walked out I took my time using my fingers to wipe up the mess, licking it off. I really wish you could taste me. I really do taste so yummy.

I had the house practically to myself last night, so I played again. Between you and me, I even used a finger in my tiny tiny arse. It still hurts this morning....

I'm not a woman yet... I know I'm not... I'm still a little girl. I like to think I'm a woman. I can hold intelligent conversation and I certainly feel to old to be only 18 but I still fuck like a teenager. I'm actually not that great a fuck. I can suck cock like a pro and I've never failed at finding what turns on anyone on without even trying. But sex isn't my strong suit. I wish it was, I wish I could fuck like a porn star. Some days I wish I could pick up anyone I wanted, fuck them, then leave them. But most people my age don't appreciate my size.

I'm a fucking little cumwhore and I want every hole filled. I can't wait to go on the pill. I want so bad to fuck a teacher and spend the rest of school day letting the cum drip from my cunt. I want so bad for some old married man with kids to cheat on his wife by coming on my arse and letting it drip down my crack. I fantasize about letting strangers into my house to come all over my face, over and over till I'm soaked in jizz. I want an older woman to push my head into her old musty cunt and teach me how to eat pussy like a pro. 

I'm fucking disgusting

I love it.'

Tashi looked at me for a few moments.

'Pull your dress down, get up and go home Tashi,' I said. 'Try and behave yourself.'

Tashi got up and left the church. 

Guests had started to arrive. The main usher came up to me.

'Have you seen the bridesmaids? The groom is here and we're nearly ready to go.'

'I think I know where they are,' I said.

I walked to the room where I had left the girls.

I had movement and giggling inside.

I opened the door.

Cate and Rikki were sprawled out on the floor. Rikki had her dress pulled down and her tits exposed.

Both of them had crucifixes stuffed in their pussies. There were no panties in sight.

There was a small puddle of pussy goo in between Rikki's legs.

'Fuck off old man,' said Rikki.

'Jesus H Christ,' I said.

'That's what we said when we came,' said Cate.

'Girls, I'm not religious, but seriously. What the fuck?'

'It was a spiritual thing,' said Cate.

'You wouldn't understand,' said Rikki.

'Tidy yourself up,' I said. 'Get out there. The bride is on her way.'

The girls got up, wiped their cunts and followed me into the church. 

The church was full of guests now. They all seemed relieved to see the bridesmaids waiting at the door but there seemed to be a commotion up by the altar. I walked up the aisle to the Usher and the Groom.

Warren, the groom, looked worried. 'Where is she? Why isn't she here? The best man is missing too.'

'Has anybody seen Penny at all?' I asked the Usher.

'She was here,' he said. 'The car pulled up but then we couldn't find the bridesmaids. Now the brides maids are here and the bride and the best man are gone.'

'Hold on, let me go and look,' I said.

I walked around the church opening doors and looking in corners. I walked round the back of the altar and there, in the furthest darkest corner I saw some movement.

As I got closer I could make out Penny's wedding dress.

There were two other people there too.

And then I saw.

SJ is a tall, powerful sex bomb of a woman. A fucking colossus of tits, legs and killer high heels. She stands at 5'11 with massive G cup boobs. She curves in all the right places. Old men have died watching her cross the street. She wiggles, she shakes, she struts.

SJ is real. You can find her here.

She knows exactly why people stare. 

She lives at number 31.

And there she was.

Sitting on the bride's face.

The best man was there too. Eating the bride's cunt.

Once again there were no panties to be seen.

I should have been surprised. I really wasn't.

'Penny? Penny?! Get up. Time to get married,' I said.

'Don't you even think of answering him. You have your mouth full!' said SJ.

It's true. Penny's mouth was full of cunt.

The best man turned round and said, 'Dude, give us five minutes will you?'

SJ said, 'It's my wedding present for Penny. A beautiful dripping snatch.'

SJ really was a minx. A little devil. You could see it in her eyes.

'Can't you go five minutes without getting your cunt filled. Why do you have to be such a destructive little tart, Samantha?'

'Do you hear her complaining? Penny wanted my cunt. She looked so pretty. I couldn't refuse.'

'Slag, tarts, fucknuts,' I said. 'Get up now. Penny's getting married.'

As Penny got up from underneath SJ her lipstick was smeared across her face and mixed with glistening fanny juice. I could smell SJs pussy on her face. So would the groom when he kissed her.

'I'm going to be the perfect Wife,' said Penny.

Somehow the wedding went ahead. Somehow Penny and Warren got married.

The reception was at the Red Lion Pub. The drinking went late into the night. By 2 am there were only a few of us left. People were going home. The DJ started packing up.

Rikki had been dancing all night. Rubbing and grinding herself up against all the old men. They thought she was just having fun and joking. I wasn't so sure.

Rikki sat down next to me. For once it looked like a girl on Red Lion Street had had enough of wearing high shoes. Rikki looked at me with an expression you might call friendly, just about.

'It's doomed,' I said.

'What the marriage?' asked Rikki.

'I think so.'

'I think they're going to be great together. I think their marriage will last,' continued Rikki. 'Do you think that Warren doesn't know that Penny sucked you off this morning? Or that she got her snatch licked behind the altar by the best man? She told him. He loves it. He does the same.'

'Hmmm,' I pondered, 'but these things always slide out of control. People saying they are polyamorous and all that shit. People want to be needed. Jealousy will turn up at some point.'

'I think that's true of many,' said Rikki. 'Swinging and open marriages is a posture for many. Something one person wants more that the other but I think Penny and Warren are the real deal. Absolute fuckaholics. Totally committed to each others sexual pleasure no matter what it is. They are without boundaries and limits. They are on a beautiful, fiery trip to hell. They are careering into the abyss, covered in sex juice, opening their holes for anyone that wants them. They are totally lost in each other. They want to stay lost.'

'Maybe,' I wasn't convinced.

'Let me show you a beautiful marriage. Follow me.'

Rikki got down on her hands and knees. She crawled across the dirty dance floor. I followed her. I had no choice. I don't know what I'm doing any more. I am a husk.

Rikki pulled her bridesmaids dress up over her arse. I could see her cunt and anus as she crawled.

Rikki crawled towards the men's toilets. She pushed the door open with her head. We went inside.

Inside was Penny naked but for heels, stockings and her veil. She was riding a naked guy, reverse cowgirl on the dirty toilet floor. His dick was long and thick. She was fucking him slow and steady. Almost rising off it before plunging down again.

Standing either side of her were Warren and the best man. Penny was wanking the best man and about to put his dick in her mouth. Warren had his dick out too and was rock hard.

'Hello Rikki, hello old man,' said Penny.

'That's the dude who stopped me eating out Penny at the church,' said the best man.

'Shut up and stick your dick in my Wife's mouth,' said Warren.

The man on the floor said, 'Shitfuck.'

Rikki turned around to me and said, 'Aren't they beautiful? Aren't they in love?'

'Possibly,' I said.

'Mmmmm,' said Penny.

'Shit, I'm close already,' said the best man.

'All of you, please fuck my wife. Fill all of her holes. Make her day perfect,' said Warren.

The man on the floor said, 'Has anybody seen my wife? Has she gone home?'

Rikki said, 'Take my arse old man. Take it now whilst I lick my best friend's cunt.'

I sort of hate living on this street.

Chapter 42: Kebab

WARNING: this piece contains themes of non-consent sex. Please use your best judgement when deciding whether to read on.

Valerie lives at number 28 Red Lion Street with her husband Derek.

She is 50 years old. I have known her all my adult life. She always promises to fuck me. She never does.

You can read all of Valerie's stories here.

Valerie phoned me up.

'Fuck off Val,' I said.

'What? Why are you talking to me like that?' said Valerie, feigning shock.

'I'm fed up with it, for years now you've been teasing me. Laughing at me, making fun of me whilst I just stand there with my dick in my hand. Either you want me to fuck you or you don't. I don't want to be part of this weird fucked up situation you have with your husband. I don't want to play anymore.'

'Shut the fuck up and listen,' said Valerie.

'Fuck off,' I barked back.

'Find me three boys, teenagers preferably. Take them to the kebab shop tomorrow night around 11 o'clock. Tell them they can fuck an old whore if they want.'

'Jesus,' I said. 'No, Valerie, please stop.'

'Grow a pair, dicksplash,' said Valerie, 'and bring a camera. This is going to be a present for my husband.'

I put the phone down. I pretended I wasn't going to do what Valerie told me, for a few hours. Then my dick told me different.

Do you know how hard it is to find three teenagers prepared to fuck a fifty year old woman around the back of a kebab shop? I'll tell you. Not very hard at all.

Four emails and two phone calls later I had found Gary, Mark and Rob. They were young, dumb and muscly. Three brain dead douche-bags who liked sport and porn. They said the word 'dude' a lot.

The next night I met them at the Kebab shop at 10:45. They wore shorts and t-shirts. They were nervous, excited and even slightly angry. Their heads were jutting like chickens, chewing imaginary gum.

Valerie walked up dressed like a 1980's prostitute. Tight, short, red dress with black seamed tights and ridiculous patent leather heels.

Valerie has a tight, firm body for a fifty year old. If you think a fifty year old woman could never make you hard or wet then you just haven't met Valerie yet.

Sometimes though, just sometimes, Valerie is starting to look her age. She looked uncomfortable with her legs on show. It was the first time I had seen her a little unsure of her sexuality. The cocky swagger and swing of her hips was missing.

My sweet Valerie was getting old.

'Hello boys,' said Valerie.

'Do you want us to fuck you, tart?' said Gary.

'Fuck, what a slag,' said Mark.

'Here? Now? Really?' said Rob.

'Follow me,' said Valerie as she walked into a narrow alley down the side of the Kebab shop. We stopped a few meters. It was dark but anyone could still see us from the street.

Valerie dropped to her knees. She pulled her dress up around her waist. She was wearing tights not stockings. A strange choice I thought.

Mark was rubbing his dick in his shorts. He was hard and eager.

Robbie stood back and seemed unsure.

Valerie looked at Gary and beckoned him with one finger. 'Stick it in my gob teenager. Come to Mummy.'

Gary stood in front of Valerie and she pulled his shorts to the ground. His dick really was quite impressive, thick and long though not fully hard, a lazy lob-on.

'Little boy needs help,' Valerie didn't hold back. She wanked the teenager like a skilled nurse. Long, careful strokes. She was a professional, she loved her craft. Gary was fully hard inside 30 seconds.

'Shit, fuck,' said Gary. He seemed a little embarrassed in front of his friends but he could help himself. He was getting wanked off by a 50 year old slut, around the back of a kebab shop and he was already getting close to the edge.

I started taking photographs.

Valerie said, 'Don't worry honey. Mummy's here.' She started to lick the length of his impressive shaft.

Mark had got his dick out as well now. His dick was also long, but thinner than Gary's.

Valerie was starting to become her good old self. She looked the perfect MILF slag with her high heels splayed out behind her. She started to wank Gary harder.

'Shit,' said Gary. 'I can't hold on much longer.'

'You don't need to baby,' said Valerie. 'Let it go,' and with that Valerie got underneath Gary's balls and lowered them into her mouth and sucked on them. She pulled down on his dick in long, furious strokes.

Gary made a high pitched noise like a little girl. 

His dick erupted. 

He spat out his load.

A glorious fountain of young jizz.

Boy-come fell on Valerie's hair, some on her face too.

It rained down on her.

I kept taking photos.

'Next', called Valerie.

Mark was keen for it to be him. 'Do we get to fuck too?' he seemed to be asking me.

'Ask the lady, not me,' I said.

Valerie had turned herself over and was lying on her back.

She was lying on the cold, dirty concrete. Her dress was pulled up above her waist and her legs were stretched wide apart.

All fours of us could see Valerie's old bald cunt under the stretched nylon. She wore no panties. Tights seemed a strange choice for a woman wanting to get gang banged round the back of a kebab shop. I would have thought that stockings would have been a better option.

Valerie looked up at the boys and said, 'I want one of you to fuck my cunt and the other to fuck my slut mouth. I want to be speared from both ends.'

'Why?' asked Mark.

'Because my husband wants me to and I want to be the best wife possible.'

'Take your tights off then you old bag,' said Mark.

'Rip them,' said Valerie. 'Rip Mummy's tights off.'

Mark got down and started clawing at Valerie's tights. His dick was rock hard and ready to burst.

He managed to work a hole in Valerie's nylons and pulled a bigger hole around her crotch area.

'These tight's cost more than you earn in a week, boy,' said Valerie.

'Fucking slut,' said Mark.

Valerie's cunt was exposed. Everyone could tell it was wet.

Mark got on his knees in between Valerie's legs. Valerie got her legs further apart.

Valerie looked above her at Robbie who had his dick out now. His dick was medium length but fat and wide.

'Stick that in my mouth now little boy.'

As Robbie walked over Valerie reached down and scooped her tits out of her red dress.

She wasn't wearing a bra.

I took more photos.

Mark slid his dick in with ease.

Every one could see Valerie's wedding ring.

Gary was fidgeting in the background. His dick still semi hard. He seemed unsettled and wild eyed. 'Fuck the slag,' he said. 'Fuck the old slag. She wants it. Give it to her.'

Mark started pounding Valerie's cunt. He was going to town on her. He wasn't wearing a condom. Nobody thought to ask and Valerie didn't say anything.

'What a dirty old MILF,' cried Mark.

'She's sucking my dick,' said Robbie.

Valerie got her mouth free for a second and said, 'my teenage boys, fuck Mummy. Fuck your Mummy.'

Mark was fucking Valerie so hard. I knew he would come soon.

Gary was wanking himself hard again. I didn't like the look in his eye.

Valerie was lying there like a bedraggled whore. She was getting fucked from both ends. Her tits were shaking.

Mark started to come. He said, 'Fucking, fuck me!'

He pulled his dick half way out. His come ejaculated out over Valerie's pussy lips and onto the concrete.

'Mummy got fucked,' said Mark laughing.

'Yes she did,' said Valerie, in between mouthfuls of dick.

'I want another go,' said Gary. He had made himself hard again. 'I want to fuck the Granny.'

Valerie spat the dick out of her mouth and looked up at him with hate in her eyes, 'What the fuck did you call me?'

'Granny,' said Gary.

'Fuck you,' said Valerie. She was starting to get up. She had come in her hair and come falling out of her pussy. 'No-one calls me Granny. I'm not your fucking Granny you fucking dumb cunt.'

Valerie was almost up on her feet when Gary punched her full in the face. Valerie fell to the ground. 'Stay down, Granny. I'm going fuck you good.'

'Hey, hey lads, clam down,' I said. Moving in to help Valerie up.

Mark's fist crashed into the side of my face. Gary turned round and punched me hard in the gut. I fell to my knees.

I couldn't get up.

Mark went behind Valerie and gripped her arms.

Gary slapped her face.

Robbie got in between her legs with his stiff little dick.

'Me next,' said Robbie.

'No me,' said Gary.

'No me, said Robbie.

Valerie was crying. 'Please stop. I've had enough. I want to go home.''

'Shut your flithy Granny cunthole mouth,' barked Gary he slapped her face.

Robbie was inside her cunt already.

Valerie looked at me with terror in her eyes.

I couldn't get up. I was winded.

Gary slapped her face.

Robbie fucked her.

Mark laughed.

Valerie said, 'They're fucking raping me.'

They were too strong for her. She couldn't move.

Robbie fucked her hard.

Gary slapped her face again.

Mark laughed.

Robbie started to come.

Valerie said, 'Please stop.'

Robbie's come was leaking out of the side of Valerie's pussy lips.

We heard a Police siren and saw flashing blue lights.

The boys got their trousers on and ran.

Valerie lay there crying, 'They fucking raped me,' she said.

There was cum on the floor. Cum in her hair. Cum on her face.

I managed to get up. I pulled Valerie out of the alley.

We got out into the street and Valerie fell to the floor.

A policeman and an ambulance driver walked up and said, 'It's ok, it's ok.'

Valerie lay on the floor crying.

She said, 'They raped me, they raped me.'

I sat down. I felt sickened by what I had seen and what I had become.

I hate living on this street.