Chapter 40: Henageddon

Red Lion Street has a pub called the Red Lion. Above the pub is a night club called the Red Room.

Every Friday and Saturday night dance music pumps out and wakes all the neighbours.

Penny lives at number 48 Red Lion Street with her mother Laura. You can read all of her stories here. She's getting married soon to Warren. A rich fuck she met and screwed on their first date with her friend Rikki watching. Rikki lives at number 27. You can read all of her stories here.

Last Saturday Penny had her Hen night at the Red Room. All the young girls on the street went. I watched them all from my window. Clip-clopping and staggering in their stilettos, constantly tugging at the hem of their too short skirts, laughing like witches.

The pumping bass shook the whole street. I knew Rikki had hired a troupe of male strippers for her best friend, and bride to be; Penny.

Around 1am I got a phone call from Laura, Penny's mother.

'Captain, somebody just called me and said terrible things are happening down at the Red Room. I'm worried about my daughter but I don't want to embarrass her. Would you mine going down and just checking everything is ok?'

'I don't think they really need a 41 year old man down there do they?' I said.

'You have a special connection with the young girls on this street. They look up to you.'

'Ok,' I said.

I got dressed and walked down to the Red Lion.

Outside the entrance I found Virginie sitting on the pavement. Virginie lives at number 43 Red Lion Street with her husband Tony. You can read all of her stories here.

Virgine was clearly drunk and had her legs apart and her little black dress was hitched up. She was wearing no panties. Her small, baby titties were on show too.

Virgine was wearing sheer nylon hold ups and black whore shoes.

She was trying to stuff a wine bottle up her cunt. She had put a condom over the end of the wine bottle. The condom wrapper lay in the gutter.

'Jesus, shitting Christ Virginie? What the hell are you doing?' I exclaimed.

'It's crazy in there,' she said, pointing to the Red Room. 'Everything got out of control so quickly. The strippers were getting very saucy and then all of a sudden Rikki started sucking one of them off on the stage. Five minutes later everything went insane. The strippers just started fucking any girl who'd let them and believe me, most of the girls were letting them. They were dicks in mouths and cunts, Girls kissing girls, it's pretty wild. It's like a scene from ancient Rome.

It just got me so fucking horny and wet seeing everyone lose control like that. I wanted to fuck too but there were no strippers left for me. I just had to find a quiet place and get myself off.'

'You're fucking yourself with a wine bottle in the street!' I said.

'Jesus, shit. I know. I can't fucking help myself. Just watching all that cock and cunt. I just wanted something inside me. I just had to get myself off. Fucking shit. Fucking christ. Sacre bleu. Oh, oh, oh.'

All the time Virginie was talking to me she had been sliding the wine bottle in and out of her snatch.

'This isn't right, Virginie. Go home. Go home to your husband. Now.'

'Fuck me first, Captain,' said Virginie. 'Please, I need a real dick. Right here in the gutter. Fucking do me. Fill me up. Use me in the street.'

'Go home,' I said.

'What's going on in Red Lion Street, Captain? Why is everyone so goddam fucking horny? Is there something in the water? Is someone drugging us?'

'I don't know Virginie,' I left Virginie in the street, fucking herself with the wine bottle and walked into the Red Lion. I walked up the stairs to the Red Room and at the top of the stairs, just outside the club room, I found Angela getting fucked by some brain dead piece of male fuck meat.

Angela lives at number 18 Red Lion Street. She's an air hostess.

Angela was dressed almost the same way as Virginie. Black tiny dress pulled up to her waist, tits out, hold ups and black high heels. Her panties were nowhere to be seen.

The guy fucking her was stark bullock naked. Not a stitch on. He was clearly a stripper. He didn't even look at me. He had Angela from behind, thrusting in time with the music, his balls slapping up against her ass. He was reaching round and grabbing her perfect C cup tits.

Other girls on Red Lion Street have bigger tits but Angela's are the best.

'Oh hi Captain,' said Angela not once stopping the cheap stand up fuck she was getting. 'Penny's hen night seems to have turned into a mother fucking orgy.'

'So I heard,' I said. At least Angela isn't married or attached to anyone. She can do what she wants. 

She's such a tall, strong , beautiful woman. Long powerful legs that could crush you. She had her legs far apart and was really making this young stud work for his money.

'Who's this?' I asked.

'Don't know,' said Angela. 'Didn't bother asking his name. I just grabbed him before anyone else did and bought him out here. He had the second biggest dick. Doctor Sun got the biggest one. He's not wearing a condom or anything. I told him he has to make me come three times before he can spurt over my perfect tits.'

'How many times have you come so far?'

'Just the once,' said Angela. She turned round to the stripper. 'Hey fucktard. Fuck me right. Fuck me harder. Don't treat me like a little girl. Fucking, fuck me harder.'

'Jesus,' I said.

'Want some?' asked Angela. 'You could maybe fuck my mouth or shitter whilst this cunt tries to bring me off?'

'No it's ok. I think I need to try and get some of these girls home to their parents.'

'Your loss,' said Angela.

As I walked away from Angela and into the club I heard her say, 'I said FUCK ME HARDER. Don't be scared.'

I walked into the Red Room. It smelt of dick and cunt. The were maybe eleven muscle bound strippers around the room. All of them getting fucked or sucked. There were 30 or so girls. All squealing. All drunk. Some girls were getting off with each other because there weren't enough men. Some girls were eating cunt. A few girls were nervous and just watching but no-one was leaving and no-one was complaining.

I walked into the room and tried to see if I could find the girls I knew. Check they were ok.

I nearly tripped over something on the floor. I looked down and there was Cate, lying on the dirty dance floor.

Cate lives at number 14 Red Lion Street. Read all of Cate's stories here.

She was wearing a tight black corset and a red mini skirt which was up round her waist. Cate wore black patent leather high heels and tights. She wore no panties and her pantyhose had been ripped and laddered around her shaven cunt.

'Shit Cate,' I said. 'What are you doing down there. Get up.'

'When Rikki started sucking of the stripper all the girl's started grabbing men. I didn't get one. I got left out. I couldn't stand it. So fucking horny. So fucking horny. I've ripped a whole in my tights so I can finger fuck myself, but it's not enough.'

'Get up Cate,' I said. 'Go home.'

'Fuck me first Captain,' said Cate. 'Fucking do me. I need a cock like yours. I've made myself come four times down here on the dirty floor but it isn't enough. I need a real dick in my cunt.'

'Go home Cate.'

'Fucking fuck. Not fair. Fuck.'

Cate writhed on the floor. Touching herself, craving attention.

'Why are we like this Captain? What's wrong with everyone on this street? It's getting so out of control.'

'I know,' I said. 'Go home, please Cate.'

'Need a fuck, need it so bad. Want to come. Fuck. Shit.'

I left Cate squirming on the floor as she started to put two fingers in her tiny, young cunt.

I was looking for Penny and Rikki. They are nothing but trouble those two. They were on the stage of course.

Some poles were set up on the stage. The girls were twisting and gyrating like two school girls pretending to be R and B singers.

Penny wore a pretty little red party dress, black heels, a choker and a wedding veil. She didn't have any panties on. Anyone could see that. Her dress was way too short.

Rikki wore a tight black long sleeved dress that barely covered her arse. She wore smart high heels and stockings and suspenders. Much to my surprise I could see that Rikki was in fact wearing panties. Bright red ones. 

Who would have guessed?

Hardly any of the girls seemed to be wearing panties. I don't know where all the panties went. Maybe they were all in the cloak room.

'Hey look,' shouted Rikki pointing at me. 'There's that filthy old codger. Hey, fuck you old man!'

'What the fuck are you doing at my hen night you useless old tool, why don't you piss off home fuck nuts?' cried Penny.

The girls danced and posed, pulling up their skirts a little, flashing their legs and arses.

'Your mother phoned me, Penny,' I said. 'She heard something weird was happening here. I'm just checking you're ok.'

I noticed a flicker of dread across Penny's eyes at the mention of her Mother. 'Fuck the fuck off you sad old shit,' said Penny. 'You're not my Dad. You're not my fucking teacher. Go fuck yourself you irritating ball bag.'

'Yeah,' said Rikki. 'No-one here likes you. 'No-one here wants you. You're just the sad old man who everybody feels sorry for.'

This isn't true. Rikki once begged me to fuck her up the arse when her parents were out one night and Penny had let me come in her mouth about a month back. I presumed they didn't tell each other these things.

It always felt like Penny was pretending to hate me. Rikki however seemed to have real contempt in her eyes when she insulted me.

'What happened here?' I asked. 'I heard you started this Rikki?'

'Yeah, well, no, fuck off,' said Rikki. She really was a stupid young woman. 'The stripper was asking the audience if we wanted some. I just gobbled his dick for a while. It was just a bit of fun.'

'He fucking came in your mouth,' said Penny laughing.

'Yeah but I haven't fucked anyone, not like these other slags,' said Rikki.

'And that guy who works behind the bar,' continued Penny. 'He came in your mouth too.'

'Well, yes,' said Rikki, slightly annoyed with her friend. 'But that's all. Just mucking about really. These girls are taking it too far.'

'I need to think about what I should do,' I said, walking away.

'Fuck off old man,' they both shouted.

I needed to get out of this madness it was too much. 'Mr Shame!' I heard someone cry. I turned round and there was Doctor Sun, Red Lion Street's sexy oriental GP. You can read her stories here.

Doctor Sun was sprawled out on the edge of the stage with her long sexy legs splayed out behind her. She wore cute strappy heels and long sheer hold ups. Her short sexy dress was hitched up over her arse and she had a stripper's big black dick in her hand.

She had cum on her tongue.

She had cum on her chin.

She had cum on her cheek.

She had cum on her arm.

She had cum in her hair.

As she licked the dick clean the big black strippers eyes seemed to roll back into his skull.

'Look Mr Shame, look,' said Doctor Sun. 'I have found the biggest dick. I got the biggest dick on the blackest stripper and made him pop.'

'Doctor Sun,' I said. 'You of all people should know better. You have a position of responsibility on this street. These girls should be looking up to you.'

'They are looking up to me. I got the biggest dick all to myself because I'm faster and meaner. Those skanks were too slow.'

'Jesus,' I said. 'Doctor Sun, what's going on in this street? Has somebody put something in the water? Everybody's gone crazy.'

'It's an epidemic,' she said. 'We've all gone cock crazy. I'd like to help you but right now I'm drunk on cum.' Doctor Sun looked up at the black stripper and said, 'Hey, you, you useless fucking tool. Do you think I could suck you hard again so you can fuck my box and make me pregnant?'

'OK,' said the stripper. He looked like he was about to pass out.

Behind Doctor Sun on the stage was a second pole. I saw Kelly from number 40 get up on stage and grab the pole.

Kelly is 23 and lives with her parents. Until recently they had lived in a small town amongst the suburbs. She works in an office in town as admin assistant. Every morning I see her teeter down the street on her way to work in ridiculous heels. She wears tiny skirts and squeezes her D cup tits in to C cup bras to make them look bigger.

She wears too much fake tan and too much make up but despite all of that, I have always thought she was a good girl. She has been engaged to her boyfriend for four years now.

Kelly usually liked to keep her long legs bare but tonight she was wearing thigh high black socks and shiny red heels.

Her dress was shocking. It was a short, flimsy, see-through number, and when I say see-through I mean see through. I think it was the sort of garment that was supposed to be worn over another dress. I don't know. The point is, everybody could see her black bra and thong.

I couldn't believe she was dressed like that and I certainly couldn't believe her parents had let her.

'Oh Kelly,' I said. 'Not you as well.'

Kelly steadied herself against the pole. She stuck her arse out. A naked stripper with an eight inch dick got up on stage behind her and pulled her dress up over her fat, fake tanned arse.

'im going 2 get fuked,' said Kelly. 'want 2 watch?' this is how she speaks. She thinks in text.

'No Kelly. You're engaged. Think about your parents.'

'i am finking about my mum n dad. wat  they wud say if they saw what a slutty chav slag i wuz. I'm finking about wat my boyfriend wud say if he saw me here on stage, giving it away to strangers.'

The stripper spat on his fingers and ran his hand up Kelly's shit crack. He started to line up his dick to her back fuck hole. She couldn't have been ready.

'i'm tired of being gud,' said Kelly. 'everyone thinks i'm gud but really i want to be the nasti. i want to be a glam model. i want to be in Nuts and Zoo. i want my dumb barbie face in the magazines and i want all the men to spunk off. at work i talk to old fucks like you on MSN. i make them wank for me and i send them photos of me on the beach in Ibiza with my tits out.'

The stripper pushed his unsheathed dick into Kelly's anus. Frankly, it seemed to go in far too easily.

'wach me, you old fuck. watch this slaggy, little bimbo with my face all made up on get arse-fucked in public. wach my fat arse jiggle, see my tits bounce, look at my yung face and beliv how much i wan it.'

The stripper was fucking her hard up the arse but Kelly didn't even blink. It was like she had spent her whole life training to be arse fucked up against a pole in a night club in front of 50 people.

Another guy got up on stage with a bigger dick then the arse fucker. Kelly took her hand off the pole and started wanking him.

'sometimes i wonder how many men would be the ideal number to fuck me in one sesh,' she said. 'a rugby team might be 2 much. i might never walk again. 7 is a good number. i'd like to have seven men in one go. 2 could cum in my mouth and 2 could cum in my arse. i'd let the other 3 fuck my sweet bald cunt without rubbers so i never knew whose baby it was when they got this small town slapper pregnant.'

Kelly looked at both of the strippers, one getting wanked and one up her arse and said, 'i want a shower of cum. wud u 2 fuckers please paint my barbie face?'

Arse fucker pulled out. He spun Kelly around. They pushed her to the ground. They were too rough with her. They were rough like all thuggy men are when they know a girl want's it so badly. 

They were animals on heat.

Nasty brutes.

Heartless bullies.

They got their dicks in close to Kelly's face.

'slap your dicks around my orange bimbo face. i fuking love it. i fukking want it now and every day. I never want to stop. use me. paint me. humiliate me. degrade me.'

The two strippers slapped they dicks against Kelly's face. They were wanking hard now.

'take pics on your phone Captain Shame. take a photo of me surrounded by dicks and covered in cum. blow it up to poster size. put it on the wall outside my parent's bedroom. make me famous.'

The strippers came within seconds of each other. Huge, lumpy, gloopy loads with bits in.

Not like the cum you see in porn movies.

Real, nasty, thick, stinky semen. 

On Kelly's cheeks.

On Kelly's chin.

On Kelly's neck.

On Kelly's tits.

Kelly just laughed and laughed, shouting, 'oh my god! oh my god! oh my god!'

I turned away. I had failed in my mission. I hadn't saved any of these girls.

The crowd was starting to disperse. The girl's were going home. The strippers were getting dressed. 

The floor was littered with semen and empty bottles of alcopop. I still couldn't see any of the girl's panties.

Rikki and Penny were still there. Sitting on the side of the stage. Somehow they had also received a blast of cum over each of their pretty young faces.

They sat kissing and stroking each other. Swapping two men's spunk between their beautiful mouths.

'I love you,' said Rikki.

'I love you too,' said Penny.

'You're going to make such a beautiful wife,' said Rikki.

'I know,' said Penny.

I started to leave. I had an erection. I would spend the whole of the next day beating off to what I had just seen. I still felt depressed though.

Before I left I walked in to the Gents. There was Harper. Harper lives at number 9 Red Lion Street. You can read the rest of her stories here. Harper is real, she actually exists. You can visit her own blog here.

Harper stood by the urinals. She wore a small black dress, you could see her bright red bra and her big, fat tits. She wore red high heels with a single ankle strap.

But none of that was what first caught my attention.

Harper had her skirt hitched up and what looked like a gallon of jizz was falling from her plump white, bald pussy onto the toilet floor.

'Hello Daddy,' said Harper smiling.

'Hello baby,' I said.'

'I'm the toilet attendant,' said Harper. 'You have to tip me.'

'I see,' I said. 'And what, as if I couldn't guess, is going rate for a toilet attendant tip?'

'Usually it's a fresh load of man fat in my gorgeous, young cunt. Though some men have just slapped my arse and spat in my face.'

The cum was still falling out of her. It was unbelievable. Splat, splat, splat it went, onto the ground.

'How many guys Harper,' I said. 'Just tell me. How many guys have been inside you tonight.'

'Let me see,' said Harper. She closed her eyes and tried to think. She was as drunk as a bishop. 'Four, I'm pretty sure it was four. Yes, four, I think.'

The spunk was still oozing out of her. It wouldn't stop.

'Harper, I think I'm going to use my toilet at home if that's ok?'

'You can use my arse Daddy? No-one's been up there tonight. No-one's ever been up there.'

'I told you before Harper. I wouldn't fit. You couldn't take me.'

'Fuck you Daddy. I could too.'

'Go home, Harper.'

'Fuck me up the arse Daddy. I've saved it. I've saved it for you and you alone. I want your dick in my shitter. Please, please, please.'

Sometimes. Just sometimes. I hate living on this street.

Chapter 30: The Engagement

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

She is 22 and too reckless for her own good. She is one of those girls you see spiralling out of control in provincial town centres on Saturday nights. She is all high heels, over-styled hair and cheap polyester.

She has an amazing body but just teeters on edge eating a few too many pies. Her big ass often threatens to burst out of her tiny slutty dresses.

I came home one night at one in the morning and Penny was sitting on the kerb outside my house. She was wearing a skimpy black dress. The sort of outfit you thought that only whores or porn stars wear.

It's still March here in England, she must have been freezing, but this type of girl can survive a nuclear winter.

"What are you doing here, Penny? You should go home to bed," I worried about Penny. I cared for her.

"I was waiting for you. I wanted to show you something," Penny was a little drunk. "Look at my fucking rock!"

Penny held out her hand. She was wearing an expensive, though tacky silver ring with diamonds on it.

"I'm getting married!" she said.

"Who to?" I was intrigued.

"Do you remember Warren? He proposed to me tonight" asked Penny.

About two months ago I had found Penny and her friend Rikki drunk in the street in the middle of the night. I often find Penny drunk in the street. They called me 'old man' and shouted abuse at me. A rich fuck called Warren drove up in a car and picked the girls up. 

Penny ended up getting fucked by Warren whilst she ate out Rikki's snatch. Penny finished the night off with a litre of jizz on her pretty, tart face.

"I didn't even realise you were seeing him?" I said.

"Yes," said Penny. "He's wonderful. He buys me things. He treats me like a princess. He gives me what I want. I love him."

"You don't love him," I said. "You love the idea of him. He's a life line, a glimmer of hope for a girl who failed at school and is too lazy to dig deep and achieve something for herself."

"Fuck off old man," barked Penny.

"I say it because I care. I want the best for you."

"I thought you'd be pleased. I wanted to tell you because if it wasn't for you I might not have met Warren."

"I'm pleased if you're pleased. Honestly. Why don't you come into my house and tell me how he proposed."

"It was so romantic," said Penny.

We went into my house. I made tea. Penny sat down and crossed her legs. I got an erection.

Penny began, "Warren picked me up at 7:30. I had a feeling we were going somewhere special. This is my smallest, tightest black dress. It's ridiculous really. When I first got it. I thought I'd made a big mistake. It's far too small for me. It can hardly contain my body really. I am always having to pull it down. You can see my panties ALL the time, but Warren says I look beautiful when I dress like a piece of street meat and I didn't want to disappoint him.

When he saw me he said. 'Jesus, fucking Christ I want to plunge my pole into you right now.'

I said, 'I'm hungry. Feed me first.'

We got in his car and drove. He took me to the most expensive Italian restaurant in town. There were steps leading up to the restaurant and he made me pose for photographs. He said, 'I'm always hard when I'm with you.'

I said, 'I know.'

We went inside. Warren had hired the entire restaurant. There was no-one there except one handsome Italian waiter. Warren is so romantic and so rich. He always treats me well and I always reward him for his gestures.

He once paid for me to go to a top of the range health spa for the weekend with Rikki. We thanked him by making a video on our phones of us 69ing each other and eating pussy. The next time I saw him he watched it in front of me and I let him come down my throat.

Another time he bought me a beautiful watch. I loved it so much and told him he take my arse for the first time. I spread my legs in the back of a cab and let him fuck me straight in the shit-hole. We paid the cab driver to pull over and watch us and the cab driver managed to bust his nut too.

Another time he flew me to Paris because he was lonely on a business trip. He paid a whore 400 euros to lick out my arse-hole whilst I let him fuck my sweet, young face.

We just have the wildest times. I love him and I want to stay with him forever.

We enjoyed out starter courses. He talked to me about business and politics. He's so brainy.

The waiter was called Luigi and he seemed to know Warren well. He kept looking at my legs and I noticed he had a little hard-on in his black trousers.

Before the main course Warren stood up, and, well, no, he didn't get on one knee, but as soon as he got out the ring I said 'Yes' before he had a chance to ask.

I was so giddy with excitement through the main course.

I said, 'I'm going to be such a good wife for you, Warren. I'm going to cook and clean for you. A cook in the kitchen and a whore in the bedroom, isn't that what they say? I'm going to be everything you need, Warren. I'm going to make your wildest fuck dreams come true.'

'It might be hard,' said Warren. 'Marriage can be tough. I might have affairs, or you might. We must be tolerant.'

'I hope you do have affairs, darling,' I said. 'I just want you to be happy. I want you to fulfil all your desires. I want you to bring home 18 year old prostitutes and fuck them on our bed whilst I make you dinner downstairs. I want you to pay for fat sluts and screw them in our hotel room when we are on holidays.'

'What about you my sweet?' asked Warren. 'What do you need to make you happy.'

'I need your money and your cock,' I said. 'Buy me shoes and cars and I'll be anything you want. Do you want me to be a slag for you? Do you want me to take a lover, honey?'

'I might, one day,' said Warren.

'I'd fuck a whole rugby team for you if it made you happy, darling. You would come home from work and find them lined up outside your front door in a queue that went round the block. Each one, waiting to dump a load of junk on my fresh young face. You would get inside and my face would look like an iced bun.'

'Stand up now,' said Warren. 'Turn around, show me that arse, drop your knickers.'

'Here in this restaurant? Right now?'

'Luigi knows. It's OK.'

I stood up. I turned around. I pulled my knickers down till they were around my knees. I pulled my skirt up to my waist. I got an arse cheek in each hand and spread myself wide.

'Can you see Warren? I'm going to be your wife. Can you see my beautiful clean, neat cunt and my tight, pretty shit hole? You own them now. You can use them as you please.'

Warren had his cock out and was wanking himself. 'I want to fuck you now,' he said. 'Right now in this restaurant.'

'You can do that because you're rich. You can buy me and all the women you want. You can fuck me in the mouth, arse and cunt five times a day because you have money and I adore you.'

'I'm the fucking man, aren't I?' said Warren.

'Yes darling, you're the man. Now get up here and take what is yours.'

Warren was standing close behind me. I felt his warm, hard cock against my butt cheeks.

'Cunt or arse darling?' I asked.

'I want tonight to be romantic,' he said. 'Cunt.'

He spat in my snatch. I smeared his saliva in with my cunt juice. I was ready. I was always ready.

Warren's cock is not the thickest but it is long and smooth. His bell-end eased apart my cunt lips and with one easy push he went all the way into my fuck hole, his balls slapped against my arse.

'Fuck me like that baby,' I said.

He did. He fucked me in long, easy strokes. Long thrusts that filled me up every time.

I bent over the table and kicked my panties off. I got my legs further apart so that I could take more of him. I tried to get the most out of each push. My cunt was on fire and my nipples were like hard, little nuggets.

'Where's that waiter?' said Warren loudly. I guessed what was happening.

'Do you want him to fuck me too, baby?' I asked Warren.

'Very much,' said Warren.

'Did you pay him,' I asked. 'Did you pay him to fuck your wife to be?'

'I did', said Warren. 'Luigi!'

Luigi came out with a fresh bottle on wine in one hand and his dick in the other.

'Did you want something Sir?'

'Luigi would you be so good as to come here and stick your dick in my Fiancé's whore mouth?'

I opened my slutty gob wide. I wanted it. Luigi's cock was slightly longer than Warren's. He fucked my mouth gently for a while until I looked up at him and let him know I wanted it harder.

And that's the way we stayed; me over a table in the tightest, smallest dress getting spit-roasted by these two horny stags. 

I felt divine. I felt alive. I felt loved.

'Your girlfriend fucks like she's from the gutter,' said Luigi.

'That's why I love her,' said Warren.

When I came I let them both know. I clamped my cunt tight around Warren's shaft and deep throated Luigi.

'Now,' said Warren, both of my beautiful boys went into the final straight. They fucked me like a rag doll. They fucked me mean and selfishly, like boys who want to come and don't want to please a girl. I fucking loved it.

Have you any idea what it feels like to have a man come in your mouth the same time as another man comes in your cunt? I was like a fuse in an electric circuit. I was lit up.

I came again. I came harder than before. I came harder than I ever have. I had cum pumping down my throat and jizz shooting up my snatch.

This marriage will last forever, Old Man."

"I'm very happy for you, Penny," I said.

I love living on this street.

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

This chapter follows on directly from Chapter 21.

Penny lives at number 48 with her mother Laura. 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 to 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 arse 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 come 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 cunnilingus on each other whilst our other friends went out. For endless nights we would tease each others' 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 arse 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 come 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 arse 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.

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 arsehole.

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.

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

Rikki said, 'Penny, can I come on your face, can I come 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 coming baby.'

I said, 'I'm coming 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 and pussy juice.

'I still need to come,' 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. 'Come on 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 come?"

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

I love living on this street.