The Devil in Black Lattex

Aside

I’m Dave from the UK, I am now 30, I work a boring office job selling insurance. It’s nothing special but me and the lads try and make up for it at weekends and in summer we go on guys holidays. We have a good laugh and this story is about my 30th b/day party and the day leading up to it.

So, my b/day 2013 I finally turned the big 30. The day most people dread, until the big 40 creeps on you. As the days went slowly by til the weekend, the guys pestered me about what I was going to do. “How about a stripper?” “Lap dancing clubs? If we all chip in that’s a lot of naked skin rubbing up against you.” I kept telling them, I was happy with a quiet night in, poker, beer, junk food and maybe some cigars. I thought I’d finally got through to them but I was soon to realise they had just stopped asking me what I had wanted and decided amongst themselves. It just so happened that my b/day landed on a Saturday this year. Maybe it was fate allowing me to go wild and break all the rules and have a weekend to recover. These days I can’t party all night and go to work the next day, I need a few days to get back a functioning state lol. That is when you know you’re getting too old to try and stay out all night and still be human the next day, more like a Zombie.

As the week finally came to an end, we normally leave work at about 2PM on a Friday. We all skip our lunch break and go and grab a bite to eat somewhere local. Most of the time the local pub, it has an amusing name as a lot of UK pubs do “The Black Cock”. Not bad eating and all the food is grown and made locally. As I sat eating my Steak and chips, the lads brought me over a few pints. They know it only takes a few pints to get me into the party mood. And as usual the pints kept coming, lucky there was a live football game on, Liverpool vs Man Utd. I’d lost count to the number of pints I’d been bought, but now someone shouts “SHOTS!!!”, fucking hell this is turning into a crazy ass Friday again haha.

So we have had our food, pints, shots, and football. There is only 1 more thing men think about and that is shagging. Standing in line at a night club around the corner all I could think about was how F’in cold it was. If I stand out here any longer I’m gonna poke someone with my sub zero nipples. The bouncers at the door were crazy big and always had a chip the size a house on their shoulders. Luckily it was my mates cousin and so we in. As I got in the club I thought my ear had blown up, the music was deafening. But the view was awesome, young girls, short skirts and low cut tops, just what the Dr ordered. The Dutch courage was flowing through my veins and I started scouting the dance floor. I see a nice mixed race girl, must have been in her early 20s. I dance over strutting my moves, dancing near her getting closer with each move. She clocks it and we started dancing, you know the dirty girls when they turn and grind that ass right on your cock. God knows how long we were dancing, but there was a lot of 1st base action and a little 2nd base. She was a good kisser and she had a tongue bar in which is always sexy. we have a few drinks and then he friends tell her they are leaving and she joins them as well. I mean how much of a kick in the balls is that, so close yet so far away. Nothing really exciting happened that night, a few fights between excessively drunk guys. Probably over a women usually is, but when the bouncers come over it stops and they thrown the guys out the door. They get lift lol and slam into the ground pretty hard. Not surprising they must bench press tanks. Hopefully it will knock some sense into them. We grab a Kebab at the chippie and that’s another Friday night in the books.

I wake up to a pounding head and my stomach feels like it was run over by a truck. I scavenged for the Pepto-Bismol and gave it a big swig, gulping as I did. My house mate was cooking a nice big greasy English brekkie. Bacon, sausage, fried egg, beans, tin tomatoes, fried fresh tomatoes, fried mushrooms, hash browns, black pudding, fried bread, bread and butter and toast. To wash it down an giant pot of tea. John was a chef so we all loved his cooking and he can smash out an English brekkie fit for the Queen. That would be a funny sight, the Queen of English at our table stuffing her face with a full English, more tea Queen ahaha.

I did my best to pull myself around the house trying to get myself into some sort of normality. First stop has to be the shower, stale beer, greasy food and cigarette smoke smuthered my clothes. The guys will be around later this evening and I hoped they brought food and beer cus our fridge was bare. After the shower I just slobbed on the couch and channel hopped until the lads were due to arrive, hoping to find some decent sports event to watch. I can’t remember falling asleep but I woke up and it was nearly 7PM, I jumped and threw on some clothes and got myself into some form of presentable, the lads didn’t give a shit. It was just poker, chips and beer anyway. I usually came out on top, my maths has always been better than average.

All the guys were around by about 8PM, so the game was well under way. Luckily they had all brought beer, a few bottles of vodka, some coca cola and bags of junk food. There was 8 playing poker and 4 others on the Xbox blowing shit up lol. It was £10 in the pot to start and £5 buy back, so it was nice bit of cash to pocket. We played 3 games, 2 of which I won, £215 in my pocket. About 10PM there was a knocking at the door, sounded like a broom stick tapping on the glass. Paul went over and opened the door, he looked pretty pissed off and slammed the door, walking back to the table he grunted “Fucking kids”. The door knocked again, this time he ran over pulling it open with anger, “What!!!”. Again nobody was there, he was about to close it when he was hit in the chest with something. “Oi” a high pitched voice said from below, he looked down to see the shortest police officer he had ever seen. “We’ve had some noise complaints, can I come in and speak to the owner David please”. He invited her in shutting the door behind her, I thought nothing of. First little police officer I had ever seen, she must have been 4ft or less. Never really thought about fucking one until I saw her in that tight police outfit, she looked bloody hot lol.
She asked who David was and I skittishly answered “I am David”. She called me over to the table and pulled out a chair. I sat down and asked her “What’s this about officer?” “Shut your mouth, I’m asking the questions here”. I was taken back from her answer, I thought police officers were meant to be polite, but in some weird way I kind of liked it lol. She pulled out her night stick out from her belt and pushed it into my chest, “Put your hands behind your back”. I did what she asked and she pulled out some handcuffs, “Don’t you even think about moving”. She went around behind me, the handcuffs rattling as she did. She grabbed my hand and snapped on the cuffs, fuck do they hurt.

As she finished the 2nd one I heard the stereo kicking out some type of Dance music. I should have known the guys wouldn’t accept that I wanted a quiet night in. She came around to the front and started dancing for me, shaking her ass in what looked like latex leggings. I should have known she was not a bloody copper when I saw her high heels. But what do you expect, I was hung over and drunk again. She wasn’t a bad dancer, I was starting to get a semi hard on just watching, she opened my legs and moved in for a closer dance. She was holding both my legs open while thrusting her fanny towards me, she was biting her bottom lip and making a face that made her look like she was getting fucked. She swung around spread her legs and grabbed her toes, looked like she was doing her stretches. I got a perfect view of her ass now, she was shaking that Beyonce does. I was getting harder and harder as she continued her dance routine. She climbed onto of me and started to ride me like a bucking bronco at one of them rodeos. Grinding her little pussy on my cock. She knew exactly where to grind as I had a bulge in my trousers, I couldn’t adjust myself cus my hands were cuffed behind my back. She stood up on my legs, ripped her top open and began smuthering me with her tits, surprising how big they were compared to her height. While she smuthered me She said “Who’s been a bad boy then”. I could hear all the guys cheering and wolf whistling. I couldn’t help but go bright red and let out an uncontrollable smile which could rival the joker from Batman. She let me out for and air and before I could finish my gasp she belted me with a right hand, straight across my cheek. “Naughty bitch!!”, what’s with the name calling lol, well it fits her character, “Slutty bad copper”. She jumps down off of me and starts to do a strip tease, this was torture for me. Semi naked women dancing for me and I have my damn hands tired, literally. Her tits are out now, I’m really getting a good show and she is not at all fazed by the 11 guys watching her dance for me.

She somehow undoes her leggings and starts to swing them around her head. I can see her fanny now, nicely shaven with just a little tuffed of hair, like a Brazilian but shortened. All she has on is her high heels, maybe 2 or 3 inches high. She has the cutest little arse I have ever seen, nice amount of junk in the trunk. She begins to do what can only be described and some sort of mating ritual, it was very alluring and I was captivated by her moves. She included some very sexy static poses to keep me guessing her next move. As the music slowed down, she reached over to her belt and removed her night stick. It looked to be about 8 inches, looked big in her hands though. She lay on her back and spread her legs, at this point the guys were going fucking mental. They were screaming, jumping up and down the couch and generally acting like crazy people. She positioned the night stick at her fanny and started inserting it a little bit at a time. She got about half way up the night stick and she then began to fuck herself with it. Only using about 3 inches of it to fuck herself, she was really going at it. Some of the lads had their phones out, no doubt recording this to taunt me with tomorrow and whenever they get the urge to in the future. The tempo of the music increased and she kept in rhythm with it, really giving herself a nice fuck. The music ended and she let go of the night stick and raised her hands like a gymnast does after a their routine. I didn’t know how to act at this point, I had never done anything like that before. My heart was still racing, I was set free from my chair prison and I could finally adjust my raging hard on. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and necked it, a down in one job was needed after that. What didn’t help matters was that I was also dying for a slash, I had to run or I would have pissed myself.

When I returned from the bathroom, with a nice empty bladder, she had gotten dressed and was gathering her props. She was about to say her goodbyes until I asked her if she wanted to stay for a drink and a few hands of poker. She was keen to stay, so John threw some pizza’s into the oven and we set up another game. I think she had the advantage at poker, I was quite a bit drunk at this point. We were playing for shots this time not money. Losers take shots, this gave me time to sober up a bit. The ding of the oven told us that the pizza was ready, we all grabbed a slice and chilled on the sofa with some music channel playing. I started talking to the stripper, Chloe was her real name, a cute name for a cute girl. She told me how she ended up being a stripper and said “It’s the only job I have done that pays worth a damn and people stare at me cus I was the main attraction not cus of my height”. I couldn’t help feel bad for her, having to do what she does because that’s the only thing people expect of her, some sort of side show circus act.

I don’t know how long we were talking but I really didn’t care. By this time most of the lads were on their way home or in some sort of collapsed heap on my living room floor, pretty standard Saturday night. She squeezed my leg and told me “You’re a sweet guy”, I leaned over and planted one smack bang on her lips. I had no idea if I was going to get a slap or if she was going to kiss me back. I had to do it, it just felt right. YES!!!! she kissed me back, ace 1-0 to me. We fooled around for a little while on the sofa until she asked me where the bedroom was, GET IN!!!!, this was turning into the best b/day EVER!!!. Period.

We got into the bedroom, I shut the door and did the fastest strip I’d ever done lol. I wasn’t wasting any time messing around. I haven’t got a big cock, it’s an average 6 inches. I have always been a little self concious of my size, maybe watched too many porno’s. She saw how fast I’d gotten undressed, I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her head. She looked at my cock, raised her eye brows and smiled with only the one side of her mouth, the kind of face you pull when a plan comes together. She came over and started sucking my cock, it felt so good, her small hands made it look bigger than it really was. I came within 10 minutes, not really surprising I was so horny from the dancing and strip tease she performed earlier. I threw her onto the bed and started tearing at her clothes. I thought it only happened in movies but people do that weird half kissing and half trying to undress the women routine for real. Finally got her naked, but I made her keep those heels on, I went down on her. I’d never go down on a full bush, but she kept herself nicely groomed downstairs. I was giving her all my arsenal and it seemed to be doing well, she was moaning and giving her tits some play as I worked my magic.

I grabbed a condom from the drawer, slipped it on and jumped on top of her. Even with my size it was a bit of a struggle getting in her. Maybe it was the booze, I was really drunk. Finally got my dick up her and I started giving her some short thrusts, take it a little slow to start, let me find myself. I put my hands just above each of her shoulders and I was really into my stride now. This was odd for me, I was so used to girls being similar heights to me and at least face to face during sex. Her legs barely reached my knee’s and her head was just over my shoulders. It didn’t really phase me, I was getting some action, why should I care how our bodies meet, as long as they did. She turned over and stuck her arse in the air, I loved doggy, makes me feel in control of the women. I took a good grip of her and started giving it to her even harder, she was really enjoying herself, I could hear her muttering words but I was in my own little world. Trying not to cum too soon. Doggy was fun and all but I wanted to experiment, she must have been 80lbs at the most. I picked her pressed her against the wall and started giving it to her again, I didn’t even have to try and hold her up, it was fucking brilliant. Any other girl would be 50lbs heavier, maybe more. This was like a light work out and a good fuck all rolled into one. I fell back onto the bed and flung my hand above my head. She took the cue and starting riding me like a wild horse. Just like the lap dance earlier, this time bare back lol. She was really bouncing around, it was a bit crazy, at one point she was going so hard she nearly fell off the bed. I pissed myself laughing, nearly choking on my own spit at the same time. Not a pleasant feeling at all. I was nearly ready to blow my load, I got her onto her side and give it her from behind, this was the last hurdle before before the big finish so I gave her my all. Making it a great finish, I surprised myself how fast I went. My legs started to twitch and shake, “aggghhhhh yeah” I’d cum, I don’t ever want to see my cum face on a video, it must be fucking awful. I was fucking exhausted, I should really stop drinking, I don’t know if it was the 2 days of drinking or all the junk food, probably both but I could have slept for a week after that shag. I slipped off the johnny, pulled back the covers and we both went to sleep.

I woke up to cotton mouth and my breathe smelt like a cat snuck in and shat in my mouth. I was the only one in the bed when I woke up, she must have woken up early and left me. Now I know how the women I’ve done that to feel, feels a bit shit but it is what it is. I head was killing me and my stomach was it’s own beat boxer. I fucking hope Johns got something cooking, I can’t be fucked to cook for myself. “I heard your mate leaving this morning” “I heard them shagging last night, he was really giving it to her” it was too early for the lads to be giving me shit. “Fucking hell though, she was a good fuck” I sweetened it for the lads as we all did with our conquests, it was a nice b/day fuck to end a bloody good night.

Cocktails and Cock Heaven

Aside

Saturday evening, I was waiting for a few girl friends at a local bar. They were running a little late so I ordered myself a Vesper Martini, shaken well. I mean why should Bond girls have all the fun right. I made an effort to look sexy, but tonight was for me and the girls. I am 6ft 2 and put on my white 6 inch heels, with my 106cm legs all the boys drool. Black stockings that go right up to an 11 inch mini skirt and no knickers. Knowing I don’t have any on and nobody else does is my naughty little secret. At any moment I could uncross my legs at the wrong time and someone can get a look at my wet lips and my sparkly diamond clit ring. I was wearing my sexy backless black silk top which was low-cut showing off my 37 CC tits, which if you were wondering are also pieced. I like to wear a little bling, what girl doesn’t. I knew I had it on but nobody is none the wiser. I am lucky to have nice and perky tits so no need to keep them prisoner with a bra. It wasn’t the warmest of nights and my nipples were throbbing from the short walk from my apartment to the bar.

I was not a 1/4 of the way through my drink when I noticed a guy at the opposite end of the bar glancing over at my legs. It’s not the first time it has happened so I didn’t get cross. I caught him doing it again not 30 seconds later, this time I pouted my lips and gave him that deep stare. My piercing eyes paralysing him like a rabbit caught in head lights. Finally after about 10 minutes of imagining him taking me against my will he came and sat beside me. At this point my fanny was even more wet and I had that tingly feeling I get before I started masturbating. He bought me another drink and we sat there chatting. I could see though his deep purple almost black satin shirt he liked to look after himself and work hard at the gym. I kept picturing him working out sweat pouring over his chest and abs. He told me he was in town doing some import export work. I didn’t care what he did, he was sweet and he had that mature handsomeness to look to him.

Just finished my 2nd vesper when I got a text, “sorry hun, will have to take a rain check on girls night big work emergency B & S xx”. Brit and Sandy work for a fashion magazine so I don’t blame them. He asked me what was wrong and I told him. He was sweet about it and said “Lucky me, I get you all to myself”. It’s always nice to be appreciated by a man. So we grabbed a couch and he ordered another round of drinks. Time went by and before I knew it we were on drink number 6. At this point I knew he had his Dutch courage, because he was running his hand up and down my legs. I couldn’t take it anymore, I whispered in his ear that I had no knickers on and his fingers were soon up my skirt gently massage my now oozing lips. It was so exciting, the couch was in the corner of the bar and I knew we could get caught at any moment. My heart was racing, I am never usually like this, so why am I so naughty tonight?.

I felt his finger enter me, I am so tight. I exercise my Virginia daily, my mom taught me that, she said you don’t want to be slack when you have kids. Once I started I was addicted to it. As he moved his finger back and forth inside me and gently stroked my clit, I knew his cock was throbbing. I reached over and grabbed it and it was like an iron bar. He modestly said I’m 8 inches, and boy was he not lying. With the excitement of me stroking his iron cock he managed to force another finger in me. He found my g-spot and went at it like no tomorrow. I could feel myself ready to cum and he knew it as well. As I got closer and closer to climax I gripped his big dick harder and harder, I could feel it throbbing even more now. His mouth and tongue massaging my ear, kissing up and down my neck. He put his hand around my chin and turned my head towards him, I knew what was coming so I licked my lips ready which tasted of my strawberry lip gloss. His tongued entered my mouth and he slow but firmly caressed my tongue. At this point my fanny exploded with a surge all through my body, nothing like I had ever had before. He pulled his fingers out which were dripping wet and licked them like he had ice cream running down his hand. He gave me a nice kiss on the lips and stuck them up me again, this time only for a second. He raised them towards my mouth and told me to open, I licked his fingers like he had done. I was surprised how much I enjoyed it, I didn’t realise I tasted of blue berries. As the old saying goes, “You are what you eat” and I love blue berries.

He whispered in my ear “let’s get out of here, I have room just around the corner” I didn’t hang around I told he “Get the bill” I’m just going to freshen up. Before I knew it he had hailed a cap and we were on route for his place. We started again in cab, this time I was doing all the work. I whipped out his cock and started stroking it. I worked my way to the base of his head, I knew he was enjoying every second of it as his breathing was all over the place. I told myself enough was enough, I opened my mouth and went on him. It’s not something I am used to but he really seemed to love it. “Slowly, take your time ooh that’s good” after a few minutes I came up for air and planted one on him. He held the back of my head and guided me back on him, I quite enjoyed a man taking control of me. I had one hand working his cock and my other hand rubbing myself. I couldn’t help it, those Vespers must have turned me into a raging sex addict, I couldn’t get enough.

I felt the cab turn and come to a halt, “Ok that’s $20” he grabbed his wallet and threw the guys a $50. Put back his wallet and his cock, grabbed my hand and pulled me to the hotel entrance. This was exciting, I nearly dropped my purse all over the side-walk. I heard a voice from behind me as we entered the hotel, “hey, your change”. Not even a head turn to look back, running in 6 inch heels is not an easy task, especially when you’re drunk. The elevator doors closed and he had me pressed against the side of it , tongue in my mouth and hands all over. The doors opened and we were back to running, room 1412, he opened the door and pushed me inside. Straight to the bedroom, this guy was not messing around. He threw me onto the bed and before I knew it my skirt was flying through the air, he lips working their way from my heels to my fanny. He went to work on me, I thought his fingers were amazing, but hell bells his tongue was like an artist at work. He was doing things to me I’d never even never were possible, he tugged at my clit ring, a pain shot through me but it just turned me on more and more. His fingers working hard again, I got the full arsenal and no holding back from him. He reached under my top with both hands and firmly grasped my tits, he pulled my nipple rings hard. The pain is just exciting me, I couldn’t believe it. Pain making me randy, who would have thought. He was sucking my clit, I could feel his teeth grazing across it. OH MY GOD!!!!, I felt his teeth clamp onto it and my whole body spasmed. I had cum again, this time even harder and more violently. He pulled me off the bed lifted up my arms and slipped off my top. Before I knew it he was totally naked, I was right about him body. He was chiselled, my own personal God right here on earth.

I still had my heels and stockings on, he swung me around and threw me once again, only this time onto a luxurious queen size bed. I felt his hand grab my hips and he lift me onto my knees. He teased my lips with his end before I felt him ram his cock straight into me. He started off with nice 5 inch stroke, once he got his rhythm his hips were pounding into my cheeks, I could hear them slapping as he fucked me harder and harder. His hand reached around and he pulled at my clit ring once again, he sure knew how to make me scream with pleasure. He flipped me onto my back and had my legs behind my head, it’s a good job I am so limber. At this point I had lost count to the amount of times I had cum, must have been 4 at least. Now I was on my side and he was still going at it like an energiser bunny, he could really grab my tits in this position and he made the most it. He’s reading me like a book, he knew exactly how to please me without me having to say a word. He sat up and with his right hand spanked me hard, I didn’t complain I am a bad girl after all. He held his cock and with his left hand reached around my neck and pulled me onto his cock, this time he was not so gentle. His cock was hitting the back of my throat, he would give me short bursts of it, just enough time to let me catch my breath. He lifted up his cock and I sucked his handful sized balls. He was clean-shaven and they will silky smooth. He’s back in my mouth and he was making me do all the work this time. I look up at him with those innocent eyes and he can’t help but grin back at me with his deep blue eyes, I could get lost in them if I stared long enough.

I worked my hands up his slightly moist abs, they don’t flex, just pure muscle. I get to his pecks and they are even harder, he flexed them one by one in a modest yet “I work hard, take a good look kind of way”. With just my mouth around his cock I could feel it was making his whole body cry out in pleasure. His legs and arse gave out a little spasm and he started moaning and groaning, I ran my nails down his sweating back and clutched onto his enormous arse. He stopped fucking my mouth when I pulled myself deeper and deeper on to his dripping cock. More and more went down my throat until I got to his balls, that is all I could manage. I could see his pearly white teeth, the light glimmering off them as he could not believe what I had just done. I knew at this point his cock was ready to explode all over my face, so I cupped his balls with my left hand and with my right I took hold of his throbbing end and massaged it. Both hands were busy and I slow licked around his end and down into his shaft. His moans got louder and louder, his breathing deepened like he had just run a marathon and I knew his heart must have been racing. He ran his fingers through my hair and hung onto it for dear life. My job was done at this point and he started to rapidly rub his pulsing end. “He it comes” he said in his breathless voice, “open wide” his cock erupted his warm spunk into my mouth and on my chin, I was lucky not to get it in my hair. I licked my lips and swallowed all he gave me, I ran my finger around my chin and devoured the last little bits. I sucked the last little dribbles from his flaccid cock. He stood me up and passionately kissed me, strange I have never known any guy kiss me after I had his spunk in and around my face. He didn’t seem to mind, I guess it turned him on. Or it could be the fruity taste of his cum, slightly salty but mostly sweet, similar to how a grape tastes.

He cupped my arse and guided me into the huge walk in shower. This wasn’t your average room, it was classy. Walk in shower, hot tub and giant flat screen, it even had a bloody dinning room for 6 people. I sure felt like a princess tonight. As we washed each other clean, I couldn’t help but stare at him. Was I dreaming, would I suddenly wake up in my small apartment and realise it was all a fantasy. I made the most of it none the less, rubbing my hands all over him head to toe. He wet body shimmering in the spotlights of the shower. He looked like a God, my own Thor, blonde hair, blued eyes 6ft 4 GOD!!!!. He rubbed me down and wrapped my in the softest bath rope I’d even known. We got into the queen sized bed, he put his arm and pulled me tightly towards him, we spooned until we both fell into a deep sleep.

It was the next morning and I awoke to a knocking at the door, I clambered out of bed, made my way to the door and asked who it was, the young guy replied “room service madam”. As I peered out the looking hole I could see a smartly dressed young man with what looked like a buffet tray. I opened the door and he wheeled in the a mountain of food. There was every breakfast on the menu and even a basket of fruit. He asked me if that was all, I replied still in amazement at the food, more than ok thanks. He wished me a pleasant day as he closed the door behind him. As I sat stuffing my face with everything and anything I could, I noticed an envelope on the desk. I went over to it and there was a single white rose next to it. I opened it and read it out loud.

“A wonderful evening with an angel, I could write you poetry, sing you a love song or even write you a symphony even Beethoven would weep at. But nothing I can do or say would be enough to describe our night. There is an envelope in the top draw, you deserve every cent of it. I didn’t know what you wanted for breakfast so I order everything. The room is booked until tomorrow morning so use it as you wish, order in room service and enjoy yourself on me”.

As I opened the drawer I had conflicting thoughts racing through my mind. Was this the most generous man I had ever met or did he pay me for sex. There was an envelope placed in the drawer, I reached in took a hold of it and placed it on the large oak desk. It was a fat envelope, not the kind I use. I broke the seal and peaked inside. My eye widened and my heart began to pound my tits. I could feel them swaying from the force of the impact. I turned the envelope upside down and emptied the contents onto the desk. There must have been $10,000 in it, I’d never seen quite so much cash at once except in the movies. I noticed a business card under the stacks of cash, a very simple card nothing flashy. A name, company and a cell number, on the back it read it black ink “Call me xx”.

I went over and found my purse, got my cell phone and I had a few missed calls and a text message from both the girls. I rang them and told them all about my mystery man and my inconceivable night and the morning that followed. I did leave out the money part, as that was still playing on my mind. I told them I had a hotel room paid for with room service on my mystery man. We arranged to meet later that evening for a spontaneous girly night. I sat around most of the day waiting for the evening to come when I got to see my girls. Until that time came I was reliving the heaven of the previous night over and over again.

As I waited around for time to pass by until tonight, I could feel myself growing ever so more horny which made everything I did that much harder. I lay down on the sofa and my whole body sunk into it as if it were alive an swallowing me whole. The thing could sat 10 people, it was ridiculous. I turned the cinema style TV on and I started flicked through the movie listings available for rent, nothing I really fancied watching at the present moment but I kept trying. I came across the adult XXX section, why not, I was already horny and I could do with taking my mind of Mr X. I laid back and started the movie, “Daddies little Angel part 1” it was called, a nice looking 18 year old on the cover. The young girl Daisy is hard at work studying in her room, when her father pops his head around the semi closed door and tells her “He is leaving for his conference”. He reminds her that she has to sign for his parcel and that the handyman should be around very shortly to fix the leaking sink. He steps in to her room and kisses her on the cheek, “I love you” “I love you too daddy” she replies with her choir girl voice and butter wouldn’t melt eyes. He makes his way down the stairs , puts on his coat grabs his suitcase and heads for the door. As soon as Daisy hears the door slam behind him, she slams her books shut, rips all of her clothes off and jumps onto the bed. Reaching over to her bedside table she pulls out what must be a 12 inch dildo. I had to laugh at this, I mean try to hide it from your parents at least.

She spreads her legs spits on her hand and starts rubbing her lips and slapping her fanny. This alone is enough to make me want to touch myself. Inserting 2 fingers she starts thrusting her wet fanny over and over again. She lays back runs her fingers through her hair, her back arched and her head facing backwards. She spreads her lips and start massaging herself all around her wet hole which is still open from her 2 fingers. With her other hand she uses 1 finger to lightly rub her clit with circle motions. The teasing of her clit takes hold of her and the uncontrollable cries and moans of pleasure begin. She turns over onto her knee’s, her head facing sidewards on the bed. With her left hand she spread those pink wet lips and rams her 2 fingers in again with her other hand. Looks like her fingers are just to small and short to really scratch her inch for the pleasure she craves. Trying with 3 fingers now, she still looks desperate and impatient for that sweet release.

She stops fingering herself, grabs the dildo with both hands and starts sucking the end of it like it was a real dick, a really big dick at that. She places it on the bed parallel to the ceiling and starts to deep throat it. She has that thing 8 inches in her mouth and she is hardly gagging. I would have choked if I was her. With her right leg on the bed and her left on the floor, she forces the head of the dildo into her cunt, the pain on her face says it all. She struggles to do 2 inch strokes with it and it’s being forced into her like no tomorrow. Inch by inch she gets more and more into her ever expanding cunt. Finally she hits her cervix after a massive fight and her fanny is packed tight with the monster rubber cock. As she pulls it out a few inches and rams herself she lets out loud moans and screams of pain and excitement. The tension has gone from her face and she has found the tool to get that release she is itching for. She lays back on the bed and spreads her legs nearly in the full split position and with both hands clutches the dildo and increases the length of her strokes. The strokes increase and she gets faster and faster, it pops out of her she is going that hard. You can see the shine off of it from her oozing cunt. At this point my hands are underneath my robe, 2 fingers up me with one hand and the other stroking my lips. I just wish I had my 7 inch bullet, I can always count on that to send me into an orgasm frenzy. There is a knock at the door, daisy looks up in confusion until she realises it must be the handyman come to fix the plumbing. She pulls the giant cock out of her fanny, grabs her sexy lace dressing gown and races to the door. she opens it to find a 6ft 6, 230lbs man carrying a toolbox. Her eyes scanning every inch of him, his muscles bulging out of his skin tight t-shirt and skinny Levi jeans. She stands at the door in confusion trying to work out if this was the handyman or some sort of sexy new toy to play with.

“I’m the handyman” he said, trying to get Daisy to snap out her self induced trance. “Oh, yeah you are. Daddy said you would be around today”. As she moves aside he ducks under the door frame to enter the house. As she walks past Daisy she can’t help put pull a grin while checking his tight ass in them Skinny Levi’s. She had the right idea, he was a hunk. I was a little bit jealous of her, I had not long gotten fucked and now I was thinking of a new man. She led him towards the kitchen and with every other step she looked back to make sure he was still following her. Giving him a giggle and showing him her pearly whites. “The leaks under the sink. You want a coffee?” “Sure, love one.” He got down onto his knees, cleared out the cupboard and slid under the sink to take a look. As he was checking out the piping, Daisy stood over him, one leg each side and started to fill the kettle. His head turned and he could see Daisy shaven fanny. Lips bright pink and wet from her favourite cock. As she left he had to adjust his skinny jeans, he had just gotten a massive supply of blood to his cock and now he was in some discomfort. Trying to distract himself he asked her “So, how’s your day going?” without blinking an eye she replied with “It’s great, I was ramming my fanny with my 12 inch dildo before you knocked the door”. He sat up sharply and banged his head. The words escaped his mind and he look at her like a zombie would right before they ate you. She put her right leg on the chair next to her, the silk dressing gown falling from her legs revealing her cunt for him to admire. She took her right hand and ran it from her nice wet hole right to her clit. She brought her hand to her mouth and licked all the juices off it. He adjusted his cock once again, “How about I get on my knee and suck your big cock for you”. Before he could answer she was on her knee undoing his buttons on those skinny levi’s. His jeans were yanked down to his ankles, “Hmm-mm commando” she said with a giggle. She grabbed his cock, which was another monster, pretty fitting cus she loved a big dick. She held it in her hands and started sucking his enormous end, she would stop every so often lick it like a big lolly pop. He pushed his cock into her mouth and now his end had disappeared from view, back and forth she went, in and out, in and out. He took the rest of his clothes off and moved her to the table. Undoing the tie in her dressing down, he pulled it back over her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. He lay her on the table, placing her right leg over his shoulder and her left spread for money shot.

He went down on her and immediately she was loving it. He had his tongue working over time, licking her pink delicate lips and sticking it in her soaking hole. With his enormous hand he started rubbing her fanny, with each motion her moans increased. His 2 giant fingers went up her right to the knuckle. At this point I was fucking my gushing cunt with 2 fingers and pulling on my clit ring, I had cum twice already. This movie was one of the hottest I’d seen in a long time. Her moans turned into a high pitched squealing gargle of words and moans. “I’m cumming” her fanny squirted all over his hand, arm and over herself. He gave her another quick licking out before grabbing both her tits and squeezing them hard. He tits were shadowed by his hands, her tits were a good size but mere handfuls to the giant handyman. Her legs spread apart, his hands clutched her hips and he aimed his cock for her soaking wet hole. Like a missile launch, it flew straight into her, there was no calm before the storm, instant thunder and lightening. His grip on her hips tightened and he rammed her hard, he was at it like a rabbit. 3 or 4 thrusts a second, her inner thighs get more and more pink with every second that past. He was relentless, he went on and on, she was screaming at the top of her lungs. It only turned me on more, I wanted to experience that kind of pain for myself. Would it be heaven for me, I needed to know. He turned her around, bent her over the table and he started again. His hips slamming her arse, he gave her a right good slap. You could see the hand print in red, clear as day on her right cheek. She gave out another giant scream, I didn’t think she could scream any louder but she managed to.

She couldn’t get a word in edge ways through all the moans, groans and screams she was letting out. Her hand reached between her legs and she cupped his huge balls, with her nails she scratched at the surface of them ever so slightly. Just enough for him to let out moans of his own. He pulled his throbbing cock out of her, it was dripping with her juices by now. He turned her around and he guided her to his rock hard cock. He lifted it up and she began sucking on his giant balls. She was really sucking them, like you would a really thick milkshake. She was alternating between the 2 of them, she then slid her tongue from the base to the tip of his cock and sucked his end. Now from tip to base and his balls are being sucked again. He is really enjoying the attention, he grabs his cock and forces it into her petite mouth, she takes all he gives her. Deep throating his big cock looks very natural for her. His ass clenches tightly as he starts to mouth fuck her, now she is out of her comfort zone. You can see the discomfort on her face as she is forced to take his big cock right to the back of her throat.

She glances over to her left, she has a clear view of the front door from the reflection of the glass cupboard doors. She see’s it opening and a reasonably tall and well built man entering. He’s wearing black boots with white socks, blue shorts that barely reach his knees, a blue polo shirt tucked into his shorts and a blue hat with some initials on it. He is carrying a small parcel and one of those electronic tablets you use to sign for parcels. “Hello, anyone home? I got a package for you”. Daisy is staring at him and the Handyman doesn’t stop, not even after hearing the parcel guy shouting. Well, he does have giant balls.

The parcel guy walks towards the kitchen, Daisy’s eyes are going from left to right trying to decide how to handle this situation. As the parcel guy approaches the kitchen, he can see the handyman’s tools spread out near the sink, as he reaches the kitchen he lets out another call “I got a package here for you, I need a signature”. He turns to his right to see a giant naked man getting a blowjob from a cute blonde. “Who’s going to sign for this” he says with a big grin on his face. She stands up and approaches him, she licks around her mouth and then wipes it with the back of her hand. She signs for the package, he places the machine down and says “I got another package for you, this one needs a thorough going over before I leave”. She looks down at him grabbing his cock, “I best not keep you waiting then”. She leads both guys into the living, she pushes the parcel guy onto the sofa. She gets on her knees and begins fighting with his shorts, trying to get them off of him and get out his cock. She gets the button undone and rips down his flies, she reaches in to pull out another big cock. Not as big as the handyman but it’s got more girth. She feels the handyman grab her from behind and he starts fucking her doggy. She had a big cock up her fanny and now she is getting one in the mouth.

The parcel guy is rock hard, he has her taking his whole cock, just like the handyman did. He really is ramming her cunt violently now, her moans are silenced by the massive cock down her throat. This goes on for a few minutes before the handyman pulls out of her and has her sit on the parcels guys cock facing her back towards him. she leans forward and gets a mouthing fucking of a life time. He is right at the end and he is desperate to blow his load. His face tightens as the moment comes closer and closer. He stops the mouth fucking torture and holds her head still in front of him, he rubs his hard cock until he shots his load into her eagerly awaiting wide open mouth. She splashes the cum around her mouth, until she swallows it all in a single go. The handyman returns to the kitchen with a smile on his face that could light up a small city, he gets dressed and continues to fix the sink like nothing had happened.

Daisy is riding the parcel guy in a reverse cowgirl position, she is grinding her arse deep into his thighs as she goes. He flings off his hat and next to go is that polo shirt. Another gorgeous hunk of a man, not an ounce of fat on him. He ushers her to her feet, he slides off his shorts but keeps those big black boots on. He lays her down and begins oral on her, she is so wet and loose from the fucking she got from the handyman. He can get 3 fingers up her cunt, by this time her clit is pulsing. He gives it a lot of attention, she grips the arm of the sofa and her whole upper body tenses up. Her moans are uncontrollable from attention her fanny is getting, she cries out with pleasure “fuck!!!!”. He doesn’t slow down, he gets more and more intense, with every passing nano second she grunts and groans more and more. She grips the sofa even tighter, her arms stiff and tensed. She lets out a primeval scream, her once tense body is now in a vicious orgasmic rage. He removes his fingers and she lets out a gush of cum. He licks everything she gives him, her breathing is heavy now. He climbs on top of her and slips his cock in her and starts having his way. She looks at him with such gratefulness, she hooks her arms around his and takes the punishment of his massive cock. Her whole body is jerking with every thrust, with every ram she lets out a moan. With his right he grabs a handful of her tit, another scream, he slaps it and grabs it again, this time she gives out an even louder scream. Her face turning from a warm glow to one of disgust at what he had just done. It doesn’t help that he has a big smile on his face. He sits up, now he can grab both her tits, one of them red raw from the torture he just gave it. She grits her teeth, the pain from her tits is too much to take.

I pulled my dressing gown open, grabbed hold of both my nipples and pinched them as hard as I could. I felt my whole body cried out telling me I was in some sort of pain, the rush was intense. My whole body was warm and fuzzy, I pinched harder and harder. The feeling grew more intense with every tighten. My fanny started to tingly, I let go of my nipples and the feeling shot straight into my cunt. I just had a massive orgasm, I couldn’t catch my breathe to think about what had just happened. The pain I had just given myself made me have an intense orgasm, I never thought in my wildest dreams I could do that to myself. I was so focused on my fanny for orgasms I never explored the other possibilities of my own body. So much to think about, so many things to explore, where do I begin. It was girly night later, no better time to ask the girls for advice. I looked back to the porno, Daisy was riding the the parcel guy, his face intense and fixed. She was getting her own back for him grabbing her tits. she placed her hands on her chest and she drove her nails deep into his skin, this time he let out one of his own cries of pain. I think he got the worst end of the deal. Her hands moving back and forth with every motion of her hips, her fingers never letting up, his chest was being torn from his body inch by inch. He grabbed her and pulled her towards him. She had to let go of his chest now and he let out a huge sigh of relief. He wrapped his arms around her and she was under his control. He had her arms pinned against her body and with that advantage he could ram her even harder. She couldn’t move a single inch, every time she tried he got tighter and tighter. His hips slapping her arse as he rammed her, he got harder and harder. She was powerless, all she could do was cry out in pain, that only made him fuck her that much harder and faster. He sat up like a rocket, threw her off his cock and stood to his feet. He put one foot on the sofa and had her suck him til his blew his load all over her face, no aiming or precision. Just a big explosion of cum all over her. She seemed to enjoy it though, maybe it was relief from that hard fucking he had given her.
Her face as plastered in it. As he started to get dressed she lay on the sofa, letting her self go. As he finished getting dressed the handyman comes back into the living room and tells her that her pipe work is in perfect working order now and he is leaving. He hands her an invoice and heads for the door. “I best be going as well, got some more drops today”. As the door closes behind them both she lets out a lung full and air smiles to herself. As the movie came to an end so did I. I had a lot to think about, not only Mr X but my own sexuality and how I am going to explore it to find my true self. Was I alone, or were there others out there like me? Only time will tell and I needed to know.

End of Chapter 1.