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5/20/2013 1:51:03 AM: It never cease to amaze me, how the kinkiest women are the ones that you least expect. The truly kinky ones - not the ones that consider fucking with the light on a kinky act. These kinky women can be found in your office – that lovely secretary, efficient and professional, always polite and demurely dressed; the tidy woman serving you coffee with a smile in the coffee shop; or the professionally polite woman checking your train ticket as you move through the barrier. These kinky women are the true gems.

Kitty was someone I started chatting to online. It did not take me long to realise she had an extremely filthy mind and a body that said use me. She had an appetite for depravity – nothing more, nothing else. She was by all accounts a wonderful secretary. I thoroughly enjoyed chatting with her and challenging her, but then the opportunity came to actually meet in person as I was due to visit her country and was able to organise a couple of extra days to visit her. You never know how these things are going to turn out, but just in case, I made a visit to the local adult store for supplies as I am never comfortable travelling with them in luggage and getting them through Customs. I also made a visit to the local grocery store. I can’t say I was fully equipped with what I wanted, but I also knew that Kitty had a good collection of toys, implements and objects.

I met Kitty for an early dinner. Her eyes were deep brown and her hair ash blonde. Kitty’s five foot three frame was immaculately and somewhat teasingly dressed in white. She wore a divine silk blouse that looked elegant and crisp, but the real show stopper was that that her big nipples were clearly evident as the strained against the crisp fabric and the massive dark areoles’ of her 38E tits were more than hinted at it. Her bra was clearly see through to a large extent. It was an outfit that no doubt challenged a passerby to ask themselves whether the wearer was unaware at how titillating it was, but I well and truly new that it was designed to show off her amazing chest and harden her dinner guest. I think I stayed hard virtually the whole meal. As I expected, no hint of her kinkiness was discernible to an unsuspecting eye or revealed in conversation, although her gestures were a giveaway. The not so subtle licking of the dessert spoon as Kitty gazed into my eyes with the slightest of mischievous grins, the casual flicking of the nipples as she adjusted her bra and blouse a couple of times, the way she sucked and nuzzled her knuckle a couple of times during conversation. After dessert and coffee Kitty calmly suggested that we go back to her house as she some things that needed filling - the first hint of the filthy mind that I had corresponded with for quite a while. As we left she whispered into my ear and left no doubt.

“Come back to my house and just use me.”

We went via my hotel which was only a couple of minutes away so I could pick up my bag of goodies and a few other things. Her house was about 15 minutes away by taxi and as we sat in the taxi she gave me a little bit of a guided tour of the area, but did lean over about half way through and whisper to me that she bet the taxi driver had no idea what she hoped would soon be happening to her cunt and tits. She said it rather casually and grinned slyly as she said it.

When we arrived at her house, she obviously led the way in. She took me by the hand and led me straight into her bedroom.

“This is as good a room to start as any, but we can move around,” she said before adding, “There hasn’t been a room in this house where I haven’t been fucked.”

She stood in front of me and simply said, “Here I am, now use me, do what you want to me, we both know what each other like and want.”

What an invitation and I certainly had many things planned, and perhaps I initially surprised Kitty with how I kicked things off. No whips or chains, I simply moved towards Kitty, put my arms around her and kissed her sensuously, kissed her deeply, enjoying the crush of her sink enclosed breasts against me. We could have been any romantic couple kissing, but we would quickly be progressing to do things that most people would not even consider. I then broke off our embrace and guided her to sit on the end of the bed and close her eyes where I ever so sweetly caressed her face and neck with my fingertips, and undid a couple of buttons of her blouse, but keeping her beautiful tits veiled in their silken shroud. Kitty purred in ecstasy and expectation.

“Keep your eyes closed,” I whispered as I got up and moved my bag to within reach, got out what I wanted before quickly returning to my gentle caressing, this time tracing the edge of her blouse with my fingertips right down into her exposed cleavage. This sensual episode was brought to an abrupt halt as Iatched a pair of rat traps through Kitty’s blouse and bra to both nipples.

Kitty yelped as I shouted, “Surprise!” and her beautiful brown eyes shot open and then she grinned.

I added, “Pleasure and pain for you Kitty,” as I twisted the rat traps ever so gently, but fully realising the pressure on her nipples would have been considerable even through the fabric. I then lifted the intensity up a notch as I grabbed the end of the rat traps and steadily pulled firmly. It took a lot of effort, but aided by the silken blouse, they final tore away, but not before the pressure on Kitty’s massive nipples grew to be intense, and her whole tits strained from the pressure applied.

“Urgghhhhh……………….. mmmmmmmmmm” said Kitty, the mix of pleasure and desirable pain evident in the tone of her utterances, before she gasped as her nipples were abruptly released from the first of many and varied torments.

I slowly removed her blouse and even though I had seen them in pictures, in real life, Kitty’s tits were even more magnificent. I gazed in awe at them enclosed in a sexy and rather flimsy bra before finally unclasping it and letting the wonders spill free. My eyes traced them and my mind raced. I cupped them and squeezed them gently.

“I hope you like them,” asked Kitty rhetorically.

“I think I will decorate them now and it will be your job to count the decorations.”

I kept Kitty blindfolded and asked her to put her hands on her head as I got out the three bags of sturdy pegs I had bought. I wasn’t sure if the third bag would be needed, but now I wondered if I should have pushed the envelope further and got a fourth. Starting with the soft undersides, I started to put the mutli-coloured pegs on her breasts. Kitty dutifully counted each one as it gripped her soft and sensitive flesh. Thirty pegs went on easily and then the target of fifty pegs loomed and was surpassed. At around the eighty mark, it was getting difficult but not impossible to find room but I persisted. I had deliberately left her nipples untouched.

“Fuck my tits are aching,” offered Kitty as she counted the application of peg 85 to her now crowded chest which looked like a heaving rainbow of confused colour. I continued adorning her 38e’s with pegs, “100” announced Kitty with some relief before I informed her that there was another bag to go! I told her that 150 was the ultimate target, but 120 would suffice. By the time I got to 120 it was virtually impossible to fit any more on. Not surprisingly Kitty was straining and sweat was on her brow. There was no inch of flesh that wasn’t pinched harshly by the pegs or extremely stretched between pegs.

“Well done Kitty, you can take your blindfold of and I will now let you have a reward, not something I allow any subject to do, but then again you are not any subject are you.

Kitty took her blindfold off, and as her eyes adjusted to the shock of light, she looked at her tits approvingly.

“Nice, but my poor tits, fuck they hurt,” before adding, “I’d love to know what my reward is.”

I replied, “Simple Kitty, I am going to lie on the bed and let you fuck my face, I want you to cum on my face but there is a catch, you need to keep the pegs on your tits and for everyone that flies off, when you are finished I am going to whack your pegged tits with a flogger and send more of them ripping off your sensitive breasts.

Kitty smiled and then mockingly winced at the thought but she was already undressing. I also gave her a pair of clover clamps with a chain to put on her tits and told her that she had to hold the chain in her mouth.

As I lay on the bed, still fully clothed except for my bare feet, Kitty’s put her thick and sexy alabaster thighs either side of my head and then quickly lowered her cunt on to my face. I suspected this is something she may have done before as her hands expertly cupped the back of my head to hold it in place as she slid her oozing cunt across my face. I did my best to keep my tongue active and on target as Kitty’s cunt enveloped all of my senses – I could feel it, taste it, see it, smell it, and even hear it squelch as it rhythmically slithered over my face.

Kitty finally stopped skating her cunt around and lifted herself up slightly where I took a welcome deep breath and she then used her hands to pull back the fleshiest of cunt lips before targeting my lips and tongue with her clit. I chewed and nibbled on and around her clit before latching firmly on to it and sucking as if my life depended on it. Kitty groaned against the chain in her mouth, no doubt pulling at her own nipples as she really started to fuck down on my face, smothering me and pushing me deep down into the bed. Kitty rose to her peak quickly and it was a frenzy of a climax as I struggled for breath but stayed focused until finally she had convulsed one last time. She had simply used my face as a sex toy – the reward I offered that was respectfully accepted.

As Kitty got off me I lay gasping, aware that she was smiling blissfully.

“You lick cunt well,” Kitty offered before adding, “Look what I have done, I’ve gone and made your face all shiny with my cunt juices, and it would appear that a few pegs have come of my poor tits as well.”

Still catching my breath, I could see there were about eight pegs scattered on the bed, and I would subsequently find another three on the floor.

As I fully recovered my breath, I told Kitty to stand up, and put her hands behind her back where I cuffed her wrists.

“You know what the deal was Kitty, for every peg that came off as you fucked my face, I would then give you one stroke of the flogger across your chest,” I said as I gestured to the small collection of pegs now on the bed.

“Ohhh… my poor tits……. luckily they like punishment,” replied Kitty.

The first stroke landed and Kitty jumped back as some pegs flew off, before she steadied herself and accepted another two strokes that forcefully dislodged more pegs. Enough pegs had now been removed so that I could see the deep indentations that the pegs had made.

“Harder please, my tits can take more pain,” she said as the fourth stroke landed.

At her urging, the fifth stroke was the hardest yet and it was quickly followed by an equally hard sixth stroke as an unaccountable number of pegs went flying.

“Yesssss….,” Kitty said.

By the time I had finished, there were only about a dozen pegs left on her tits which were almost uniformly marked by indentations. The clover clamps were still attached to her nipples and they continued to pull them downwards slightly. Kitty was breathing rapidly as I unfastened her wrists and told her to remove the remaining pegs and the nipple clamps. What I did next was not in my original plans but faced with the twin marvels, I scooped up a breast and inhaled the nipple, feeling the temporary roughness bought about by the pegs as I sucked and sucked hard. Kitty stroked my hair as I alternated between nipples.

“You’ve well and truly seen my cunt, I want to see your cock,” said Kitty, and in response I relinquished her nipples and unzipped myself, commenting on the massive patch of pre-cum on my underwear that had oozed out of my bulbous cockhead, before I removed them.

“I will need that in all my holes, but you already know this don’t you,” Kitty commented.

“Quid pro quo, you fucked my face, now I am going to fuck yours,”

I directed Kitty to kneel, while I stood up, and then I guided my prick into her waiting mouth. I knew I would not last long, but I also knew I was going to deliver a torrent of cum.

As Kitty inhaled my cock, she kept her head still and I put my hands on her head relatively firmly and moved her head in time to my pelvic thrusts. I could see her face turn red with the exertions, and saliva started to drool out of mouth and to my cock and run down in ropes before dripping on her tits. I had so much pent-up cum, I exploded with little warning, I pushed hard against the inside of her cheek as we stared intensely into each other’s eyes. Her cheek bulging out hugely as my cock pulsed spurt after spurt of thick cum into Kitty’s mouth which quickly ran out to land on her tits. I extracted my cock as Kitty opened her mouth and showed me the load inside before swallowing it greedily with a cum-coated smile.

“This has been a good start hasn’t it,” Kitty asked and I responded that it had.

Kitty then suggested that I open the wardrobe and bring out the large cardboard box that was at the bottom. I did so and opened it. I guessed what would be in it – sex toys and implements – but even I marveled at the number and variety.

“A toy for every occasion and body part,” Kitty offered amusingly.

It indeed was a veritable treasure trove of kinky tools, and I started to dig around to find something that would take my fancy. I settled on a decent sized inflatable buttplug and Kitty had produced some lube from another drawer.

Instinctively she got up on the bed on all fours, her bum stuck up in the air, and I did the only fair and decent thing I could – I squirted some lube on my fingers. I didn’t even bother putting in a single finger to begin with, I applied exquisite pressure and her bumhole yielded to accept two fingers. I explored her rectum briefly with my fingers until I was content that it would accept the buttplug. Kitty’s asshole did so with little trouble. I gave the bulb a couple of solid pumps, and then caught Kitty by surprise by pumping it up as hard and as fast as I could.

She whimpered then added, “My back hole likes that,” her toes curling as she said it, her feet and ankles lifting off the bed.

With her anus full and the invader locked in place. It was time to go to work on her foaming cunt. I probed the fleshy folds of her cunt with two and then three fingers. Kitty fucked back against my digits and I flicked and brushed her clit every so often with my thumb every so often with varying intensity. Just as she started to really respond, I vacated her pussy as I had another torment to administer. I had found a love set of nipple clamps each with a short chain and each with a pretty heavy weight, and I got them out and showed Kitty the little surprise.

Her eyes danced, and she whimpered a single word….. “yes”.

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5/11/2013 12:41:34 AM: Jools first contacted me online. Her and her hubby Martin had a couples profile on one of the porn contact sites. On their profile were some beautiful pictures of Jools. A beautiful body erotically presented - she was wearing a stunning red corset and black knickers in many, latex in others, and there were also some of her taking some cock of her husband's friends. Jools was a stunner - lovely dark hair, curves in the right places and a sexy smile.

We exchanged messages and it was clear Jools had an intense love of cum, and wanted to be dominated while her husband watched and possibly participated. They were both from England, but what a surprise when I learnt that they were visiting Australia and keen to catch up. With some dates and a venue decided – a hotel at Broadbeach on the Gold Coast, the details of what would transpire were left to my depraved mind.

We meet at the restaurant in the lobby hotel for lunch. I arrived first and we greeted each other warmly. Jools looked elegantly sexy, every bit the English beauty I had seen in the photos. We made small talk for a while - all nervous with anticipation, but after a few glasses of wine and some fabulous food, we became more relaxed in each other’s company. As dessert came and went, I asked the waiter for the bill to be put on my room number and asked Jools and Martin if they would like to come upstairs.

'I thought you'd never ask,' said Martin.

'I have been looking forward to this for a long time, my pussy is soaked,' said Jools.

I responded, 'Excellent, I have lots planned.'

When we got to the room, I started arranging a few things. A place for Martin to sit initially and we moved some furniture so Martin would be nice and close to the action. I also went over the ground rules. I reiterated that while I was in charge, all play would be consensual and could be stopped at any time with a safe word. The anticipation in the room was amazing, so without much delay, I thought I'd get things underway.

'Sit on the dining chair,' I told Jools and she obeyed.

The dining chair was positioned so that Martin had an unimpeded view. I stood behind the seated Jools and started to squeeze and kneed her tits firmly through the fabric.

'He's going to use you good,' offered Martin who had quickly stripped off, his cock bulging.

He added, “He’s going to fill that bumhole of yours full of cum if you are lucky.”

“I want that and everything else so much,” said Jools.

I grabbed and groped Jools tits for quite a while - putting them through a few paces. Digging my fingers into the confined mounds of flesh. Grabbing a handful of flesh and twisting clockwise then counter clockwise. Cupping them underneath and pushing them up harshly, almost lifting her of the chair as I did, and putting my palms flat against them and pushing hard.

'Stand up and take your dress off,' I said to Jools after I had finished the initial warm-up.

I positioned Jools so that she was side on to Martin, and told her to put her hands on her heads.

'Jools, I am going to spank your tits now. Your husband is going to watch your tits flail as I do. How does this make you feel?'

'It makes me feel honoured Sir. My tits are for your use, as is my pussy and bum.'

I gestured to Martin, 'good answers from your wife.'

'Slap them fucking silly,' responded Martin.

'You must keep your hands on your head and your eyes open at all times,' I reminded Jools.

I wasted no time in slapping her breasts which were still enclosed in their stylish black bra. She was obidient, she barely flinched as I started slapping them and she remained focussed, although she was biting her lip noticebaly. Initially alternating between each breast, before mixing up the attention - five on each, ten on each and then five on each before I stopped and commanded Jools to remove her bra. Her wonderful tits bounded free - already with a nice red hue.

'Your wife has wonderful tits,' I commented to Martin and he responded in the affirmative before I added that they were going to get a whole lot redder before I finished.

'Tell me what you want me to do Jools and make sure you give me the right answer.'

'I want you to slap my bare tits hard Sir.'

I nodded approvingly in Martin’s direction as I started on her now exposed tits. A series of short stacatto slaps underneath on both, before I got more vigorous, and started to slap much harder with no respite, about 20 whacks on the undersidee of each breast and a few on the sides for good measure. I love the way tits fly around when you slap them and so did Martin.

'Fuck Jools, look at your fucking tits go. Fuck he is giving them a good hard whacking.'

I only had to pause twice to warn Jools for squirming too much, but when she squirmed once to often, it was my cue to change activities.

'Jools, you are moving around way too much. I think I am going to have to restrain you. Your tits are nice and red now, but let’s make them a nice shade of purple.'

I allowed Jools a short break as I got some cord out of suitcase.

'What do you think Martin, a good start,' I asked casually.

'Fuck yeah, I've never seen them so red.' he responded.

'Jools, now put your hands on your knees and lean forward slightly, I am going to tie your tits up.'

I drapped the black cord around her neck and measured it up to make sure it was even on both sides. First, I encircled one breast and then the other - four tight loops in all. I could feel the heat in her breasts from the slapping they had just received. I finished off with three loops of her torso under her breasts before tying off.

'How does that feel?' I asked Jools

'It feels like my tits are going to explode. This is intense. They feel like they are on fire.' she answered as she looked down at her constrained and bulging breasts.

I commanded Jools to lay on the bed, open her legs and stretch her arms out over her head. I then put ankle and wrist cuffs on her, and with the short rope attached to them, I tied them to each corner of the bed. She was now fixed in place - spread-eagled on the bed. This position made her tightly bound tits stand out even more. Jools still had her knickers on, but there was an unmistakable wet patch on them and the smell of wet cunt pervaded the room.

Martin had been periodically stroking his cock, no doubt edging towards cumming, but then stopping.

'Martin, I am going to give your wife's bound tits a work out, feel free to come over and cum all over her face and hair while I do.'

He did not answer, but it was obvious he would follow my suggestion - sooner rather than later.

I started, running my fingertips lightly over the rigid globes - teasing Jools, stimulating the engorged nipples as I went. Jools moaned deeply in response. For the next 15 minutes, I worked over Jools thoroughly engorged tits. I am sure the passage of time felt much longer for her. Over this period I slapped them lightly, but with each slap, she bucked against her restraints. I grabbed her tits and squeezed - sometimes starting out softly before building pressure - each time trying to apply a bit more pressure than before. Jools moaned in synchrony with my efforts. She saved her loudest moans and strongest bucking for when I grasped a bound breast - one hand either side of them, and twisted them harshly. It was all too much for Martin about half way through. He moved on to the bed and with a couple more strokes of his cock, he let fly with arc after arc of cum. As he did so, I applied my harshest treatment to Jools breasts yet, pushing against them hard with the palms of my hand. Martin's load was enormous and the face of his lovely wife now had an uneven frosting of cum, with much of it on forehead and nose and plenty through her hair. The rules were that she was forbidden from cleaning up until I gave permission, so until then, the cum would stay on her.

I momentarily ceased my work on her tits - they were now purple and looked like they might explode.

'Fuck...... Fuck......... my tits are aching........... Fuck........................,' Jools repeated over and over a number of times - I think she was almost oblivious to her vocalisations - her mind firmly focused on her ravaged tits. I had to remind her to be quiet.

It was time to expose Jool's neglected cunt. Rather than removing her knickers, I simply got out a pair of scissors and snipped them at the sides, and then threw the ruined fabric on the floor. Her cunt had not surprisingly been drooling. It was already a wet mess.

'My, my you have a very wet cunt Jools, are you rather aroused? Would you like to cum?' I asked mockingly.

'Please Sir, I want to cum again and again for you. Please allow me to cum,' replied Jools, desperation and need clearly evident in her voice.

'Not just yet Jools......... I have one more thing to do your suffering tits.' 
With that I got out my pair of clover clamps and attached them to her already over stimulated nipples.

Jools yelped as the cold steel of the clamp bit into each nipple. The clamps were joined by a chain I put in Jools mouth. Now every time she moved her head to much, she would pull harshly against her own tormented nipples.

I positioned myself between Jools legs and again marveled at her wetness. I had gotten a medium sized dildo out, and with very little effort, I slid it into Jools welcoming cunt. I then got some electrical tape out and fixed it as best I could in place. When I had finished, a number of short strips of tape were fixed between her soft alabaster thighs and the end of the purple dildo. This was another tease - although Jools hole was now occupied, the occupant was motionless and in her restrained position, she could not fuck it.

'What do you think Martin, should I make your wife cum,' I asked, his cock erect again.

'Make her cum, let's hear her scream the house down,' he replied.

Without any further ado, I started to rub Jool’s clit. I rubbed it vigorously and it did not take much for her to start grunting and then groaning.

'Ugghhhhh.......... Fuck she screamed,' in a guttural tone as she convulsed at the height of her orgasm.

She flailed against her restraints as I continued to work on her clit, even after she had cum. A nasty torment.

'Your wife is one filthy woman,' I commented to Martin as I finally relented and left her clit alone.

My pause in touching her was only short lived.

'Martin, give her your cock to suck, while I get her anus ready to receive mine.'

Martin obliged and he whipped around and provided his cock to her mouth, which despite the effort from a moment ago, she inhaled greedily having relinquished the chain attached to her nipples clamps.

'My, my, such a cockslut,' I commented as I squeezed some lube on to her sphincter and coated two fingers.

Rather unceremoniously, first one and then my second finger broke through the muscular seal of her anal opening and burrowed in.

'I think your wife has a well-used bumhole, it is opening up quickly despite still having that dildo in her wet cunt,' I said to Martin.

'You're not wrong he replied, she fucking loves taking strange cocks up it,' he replied as his hands were in his wife's hair holding her head still as he slowly thrust his cock back and forth in a metronomic rhythm.

I churned my fingers into her anus, burying them in deep and then withdrawing them all the way out, before plunging them back in. My digits worked her bumhole relentlessly for about five minutes.

'Martin, I am going to enjoy sticking my cock in your wife's backside and filling it full of cum.

Martin momentarily took his cock out of his wife's mouth and said to her, 'Tell Sir how much you love cum.

Leaving no doubt, Jools responded, 'Please Sir I am cum slut. I want cum in me and on me everywhere. I especially want cum in my asshole. I’m a fucking cum receptacle.'

With that, I got up on the bed, grabbed her hips firmly and then positioned my cock at the entrance of her anal tunnel. It slid in relatively easily and expanded to accept the invader. Her whimpering was silenced by the cock she was swallowing.

'What a sight you are now Jools - a dildo fixed in your cunt, clamps on your nipples, your husband's cock in your mouth, and now my cock in your ass.”

I started to slowly fuck her ass, enjoying the delicious tunnel clinging to my cock.

'Cum on her face again Martin while I fuck your wife's bum,' said.

I held my cock steady and slapped her bum cheeks sending them a bright shade of red. Jools was starting to really squirm and I thought that another climax for her was not too far away. It was time to go for broke. I grabbed her hips firmly and really started to fuck her bum. My balls started to wallop  against her as I drove in.

'Fuck,...... I'm going to cum again..... Fuck............,' Martin screamed as he pulled his cock out of his wife's mouth, jerked it a couple of times and sent another load of cum spurting on to her face.

I had held on for as long as I could. Jools was writhing in ecstasy against the restraints as I buried my cock deep into her rectum and felt it erupt with a torrent of cum - a pulsing injection of semen. When I pulled my cock out of her anus, it stayed open and cum bubbled out and started to run down her thighs.

'Magnificent,' I said as I regained my breath.

'What a fucking mess you've made of my wife,' said Martin pleasingly, as he slid down the bed to take in the view of cum still running down her thighs.

In amongst the sperm flying, Jools had also climaxed again. After a brief pause, I removed the dildo from her vaginal sheath and commented on how it was nicely gaping. I had Martin remove the clamps from her nipples and Jools gasped as they came off as no doubt the blood went rushing back to the tormented tissue. I removed all restraints and had her lie down on the bed and relax for a moment. Her face was nicely glazed from the second load of cum and a big glob was matted in one of her eyebrows.

'It seems a shame not to fully utilise your open cunt Jools, get nice and comfortable so I can give your cunt a hand,' I said mischievously before suggesting to Martin that he should sit back and watch the show for a little while.

I put some lube on my fingers and gently eased three fingers straight away into Jools cavern. I slowly and deliberately worked the three fingers around, occasionally using my thumb to flick her clit. As she started to respond to my probing digits, my little finger joined the other three and nestled within the confines of Jool's cunt. I now jabbed my hand into her hole, my thumb landing on or near her clit with every jab. Jools really started to respond to the attention and Martin added to the stimulation by reaching over and grabbing her nipples harshly. I built up a strong rhythm with my hand as I managed to slip my thumb inside, but could not get it passed the knuckles. It didn't matter. Jools started to cum again, nearly as savagely as before and this time I felt her cunt muscles clench miraculously tightly and then her cunt squirted all over my hand. Three gushers erupted from her foaming pussy as she screamed wordlessly.

'Fuck yeah,' muttered Martin as pussy juice covered my arm and splashed across my chest.

Jools lay panting, grinning like a Cheshire cat, and it was now time for a well-earned drink before the play resumed. There was now a huge wet patch on the bed. As we started on our drinks, both Martin and I marveled at Jools - her now well used tits, the drying cum on her face and neck and in her hair, and her reddened backside. As Jools paraded before us proudly, drink in hand, I reminded her that there was plenty more fun to be had. As we talked, Jools discussed her obsession with cum and how much she enjoyed being royally rogered, and how only cum satiated her. I reassured her that she would leave satiated.

When I decided it was time to recommence, I had Jools kneel on the floor and suck both of our cocks until they were upstanding again. Jools had a fantastic oral technique. When our cocks were hard, I directed Jools back on the bed, Martin was to fuck her cunt while I continued to use her mouth.

“Look me directly in the eyes while you suck my cock Jools; do not take your eyes from mine.”

Jools followed my orders as she suctioned my cock as best she could as her husband drove into her wet cunt from behind. I reached under her and squeezed her tits before latching my fingers on to her nipples – pinching them harshly. Jools eyes were watering as cocks worked into her at both ends. Martin was driving his cock strongly and deliberately into his wife’s vagina and he commented that he was going to keep going in “balls deep”. Jools feisty cock sucking was too much and I felt another orgasm building, as Martin started to really urge his wife on, increasing his own rhythm as he did.

“Suck his fucking cock…….. Take that fucking thing down………….. Fucking take it….. Take my cock to into your cunt…… Fucking take us both. ”

I whipped my cock out of Jools mouth, stroked it once or twice and then sent forth jets of cum that splattered onto her face. She looked pleased with herself and she had done the right thing by not breaking our locked gaze. I had looked deeply into her eyes as I covered her face - the face of another man’s wife with cum. As I slumped on the bed momentarily spent, Martin powered into his wife’s cunt, he grunted tunelessly as he released his load into his wife’s cum hole.

After another well-earned interlude, I again wanted to use Jools mouth.

“If you don’t mind Martin, I think I would like to face fuck your wife,” I offered.

“Go right ahead, fuck any of my wife’s holes,” he replied.

I positioned Jools on the bed, her head hanging over the side of the bed, straddled her face and then directed my cock to her waiting mouth. Drool covered my cock and ran down her face as my cock was able to slide down deep – she was virtually gargling on my cock. I wasn’t planning on cumming from this activity as there was somewhere else where I wanted to make a deposit. After a brief period of face fucking, I had Jools lie on the bed; lift her legs up and her arms and hands around so she opened up her upwardly turned holes. I lubed up my cock and again buried it in her already used anus. It slid in well with that telltale muscular pop as the cockhead breaches the sphincter. Slowly and deliberately I pile drove her, keeping my cock angled down. The visual stimulation of this position is always superb. After a period of time, I would withdraw my cock before plunging it back in, commenting on how her asshole hung open slackly when I did, with no pretense of winking closed. She was gaped – right and proper. I had already cum once in her bum, a second time loomed as I again commanded Jools to look me in the eye and not break the gaze. My orgasm built more slowly this time, as I withdrew my cock fully before driving it back down into Jools anal cavern. One final plunge and I nearly staggered over as I was overcome with the familiar feeling of cum spurting from my cockhead. My cock was buried to the hilt as it pulsed out the last few drops into a very well trained and accepting bumhole.

The room now well and truly stunk of spunk and wet pussy but collectively we were still not finished. After watching his wife have her asshole thoroughly used, he wanted to fuck her again. He laid on the bed and Jools got on board and sat down on his cock and ground against her husband, his cock now entombed in her vaginal sheath. I decided to work her tits over a bit more; I put some simple clamps on each nipple and hung an averaged sized weight from each. I proceeded to alternate between slapping her tits and pulling her hair as she rode her husband more and more vigorously. Jools was the first to cum – a deep shuddering orgasm that clearly reached every nerve ending in her body and capped off by a piercing screech. Martin was not too far behind, sending another load into his wife.

We intermittently fucked for several more hours, having a couple of well-earned drinks breaks and I also tied Jools up again and tormented her with some vibrators in both holes. My balls were completely drained. When we had all finally showered and left. Jools was walking rather gingerly and we all wondered and laughed out loud whether anybody we passed in the lobby or on the street would guess the reason why!

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5/7/2013 2:01:03 AM: I got to know Suz quite well after she left some comments on one of my fisting stories. We corresponded for a while and much of our correspondence was filthy. Suz was a BBW, 5' 4'', with gorgeous brown curly hair that cascaded magically and framed her sweet face beautifully. She fantasised about fisting and insertions, and while she was a fisting virgin, she had had an ex-boyfriend wedge four fingers into her hole that bought her to a massive squirting orgasm. She was 44 although she looked like she was in her 30s and had a huge pair of breasts -- 40 DDD in U.S terms. She shared a number of photos of herself including a couple of her yearning pussy. She wanted to see some pictures of me -- the person who was mentally and physically turning on her on from a long distance. She said she could see the deviance in my eye from my photos and my big cockhead would look and feel good spanking her clit. Suz masturbated frequently with her fingers and a g-spot vibe at the thought of having her pussy stretched and fisted by me.

As luck would have it, I had the opportunity to wing my way over to Suz's general part of the world and I asked if it would be appropriate to meet up.

'I would love to meet up with you and stare into those green eyes of yours,' she said, before adding, 'and do lots of other things......'

When I booked my flights and accommodation, I included a three day detour to the U.S. city where she lived. I booked a large room in a very upmarket hotel. We had agreed to meet at a specific restaurant and I dressed immaculately in a dark well cut suit and wore a little after shave, but nothing too overpowering. Suz showed up looking both nervous and radiant in a stylish black and white printed dress that really accentuated her stunning boobs. We greeted each other with a kiss and a warm hug like long lost lovers. While this was the first time we had met, we had shared lots of intimate details about each other. Sometimes meeting in real life never lives up to expectations, but with Suz this wasn't the case and the feeling seemed more than mutual. We got on like a house on fire and I loved her vivacious brown eyes.

The meals were great, but we were both in a bit of a hurry to go. We walked hand in hand and Suz took me to an outdoor mall which had a lovely firepit. We sat down and made out in public like randy teenagers. Our lips danced together and, out tongues darted and tangoed devilishly. We spent about half an hour kissing and our hands roving over each other's bodies -- oblivious to any passersby. Our bodies were radiating lust. My cock was rock hard and I could feel a wetspot on my tight underwear as it oozed pre-cum from its bulbous head, I could smell Suz's lust. I unashamedly groped her beautiful big boobs in public and then as we hugged we whispered sweet filth.

'Suz, what am I going to do to you tonight?'

'Fist my cunt. My cunt is yours to fist.'

'That's right Suz, Iook at my hand, my whole hand is going to be wedged into your cunt.'

Suz looked at my hand, 'I've been dreaming of your fingers and hand in my hole for a long time.'

I stared deeply into Suz's eyes and said, 'I will lavish and ravish you and I am going to work you over for a long time. I will make the flower that is your cunt blossom incredibly. Your pussy will look and feel very different than it did this morning.'

Suz just moaned softly at that thought and the lust in her eyes blazed, and I continued,

'It's just not going to be my fingers hand and cock in your cunt tonight. I have been shopping and bought all manners of things to feed into your hole. I will slowly and gently open you so you will accept the largest of my offerings.'

I put my hands on the side of breasts and whispered,' These breasts of yours will not want for attention. They will be tied up and clamped, what do you say to that?'

'Please, please yes. Use my tits as you wish, they need your perverted touch.'

'I might start by tying them up in a nice silk sash and when they start to swell up, I will devour your nipples,' I said and despite being in public I pinched them through the layers of fabric.

Your yelp of surprise and overheated sexual desire attracted the overt gaze of others that had almost been certainly looking at us out of the corner of their eyes.

'Let me take you back to my hotel room and use your luscious and willing body. I have been looking forward to plundering your hole for a long, long time.'

With that I got up from the chair and guided you up as well. My hotel was only a short walk from the mall. We walked hurriedly through the lobby, into the lift and then up to my room. As the door closed behind us, we kissed again.

'Close your eyes beautiful,' I whispered to Suz as I set about slowly disrobing her.

'My goodness, your panties are completely soaked,' I said after I had slid them off her

'The thought of you fisting and using me has had me in a state of wetness for days,' replied Suz as I beckoned her to lay on the bed on her back.

'Present your hole to me Suz,' I said as she spread her legs and grab hold of her ankles.

As I knew from her photos and our discussions, her hole was quite tight. It was going to take some time to open it up, but time extremely well spent. Her hole was clearly oozing, but I still put some lube on my fingers and did some exploration, With one and then two fingers I acquainted myself with Suz's hole. She sighed deeply.

'Sit up Suz and lift up your breasts for me,' I said when I had finished the exploration, and then added,

'What do you want me to do to your breasts Suz?'

'I want you to tie up my big tits and use them. Please can you do that?' said Suz, knowing full well the answer.

'Lift them up and present them to me Suz', I said as I got some rope out.

Deftly I bound Suz's big boobs. When I finished, each breast was encircled by four tight loops. Her beautiful breasts started to colour up straight away. I beckoned Suz to look deeply into my eyes while I gently slapped her bound boobs. I covered ever inch of them with light slaps, paying particularly attention to her big nipples. Suz yelped and whimpered as I lightly worked over her breasts. I then bent over and sucked her beautiful nipples. I sucked them hard and sucked them until my jaws were sore.

'Ummmm, that's so good. ...... fuck...... you're going to suck them off me..... fuck....,' said Suz before she just started to mumble the word 'fuck' over and over again as I inhaled one nipple and then the other over and over again.

'Don't squirm or grind Suz. Stay perfectly still, close your eyes and focus only on the sensation on your nipples,' I commanded.

She did as best as she could and I allowed her some leeway. By the time I was finished, her nipples were completely wet with my saliva and Suz was panting with lust.

'Now that your tits are throbbing in their bindings and your nipples are over stimulated. I am going to clamp them.'

'Please, please clamp them,' Suz whispered to me, her voice husky with wanting.

As I stared deeply again into Suz's brown eyes, I could see the lust there that was out of control. I put on the largest pair of clamps I had which had a thick silver chain. Suz squealed when the clamps went on. The chain had a rubber sleeve over part of its length. I directed Suz to lie down on her back, her arms out at a ninety degree angle and her legs open. I then finally took my clothes off. The front of my underwear was soaked with pre-cum, and my cock not surprisingly burst out when released from its confines. As Suz lay spreadeagled on the bed, I jumped up and over her and stood above her, my feet either side of her head. I picked up the chain and started to gently tug on it.

'Look up and look only at my cock and balls,' I commanded.

For the next ten minutes or so, I worked over Suz's nipples using the chain. Slowly and tantalisingly applying pressure and then releasing it. Stretching her nipples upwards, a bit more each time I did it.

It was then time to get serious. I put the rubber sleeve of the chain into Suz mouth and told her she could not let go of it in any circumstance. As her teeth grasped the chain, it pulled her nipples up considerably. I then put some cuffs on each wrist and then each ankle.

'Grab your ankles,' I said and I attached via a clip a chain to each cuff, first one leg and then the other. I admired my handy work. Suz was now perfectly displayed and ready to start what she desired -- to have her cunt opened and fisted and to cum continuously. Her nipples were clamped and the chain attached to the clamps was in her mouth. If she moved her head she pulled her nipples. Her wrists and ankles were chained together, her legs open.

With ease I was able to get two fingers into Suz's oozing hole. I decided I would give her a quick climax.

'I am going to make you cum Suz, the first of many times. I've got two fingers in you and will soon slip in three. Then one of my fingers is going to slowly and smoothly encircle your clit. I want you to arch your neck and pull on your nipples more,' I commanded and Suz obeyed, groaning deeply as she did.

It didn't take much stimulation for Suz to cum. She flailed against her restraints and even managed to pull one of the nipples clamps off as she came on my probing fingers. As Suz reached the peak of her climax, I squeezed her clit solidly. She came screaming and bucking -- an epic crescendo. As Suz lay back panting, I reattached the errant nipple clamp and let her relinquish the chain from her mouth. I unbuckled the chains that attached her wrists and ankles and asked her to get up of the bed.

I laid down where Suz had been and whispered to her, now show me this pre-cum fetish you have.

'With pleasure,' Suz cooed before adding, 'I love the taste of pre-cum and I have been longing to taste yours.'

Suz grasped my hard cock at the base with one hand and directed it upwards. She was then busy with her other hand and her mouth. She alternated between using her hand to expertly massage my balls, and opening and closing my peehole, extracting pre-cum as she did and lapping it up greedily from my endlessly oozing cockhead. No man could last long with such attention.

'Now Suz, suck my cock and let me frost your beautiful face with cum,'

Suz obliged and in no time at all, my cock and balls tensed, my back arched and a splatter of cum exploded from my cock.

'Yeah baby.....,' Suz whispered as I coated her face with a load of deeply pent-up cum.

It was exquisite. It was divine, but it was merely an interlude to the main game. Suz sucked my cock as it softened and then I beckoned her back on to the bed. I put the nipple clamps back on and the wrist and ankle cuffs. I again had Suz with her legs spread open, her wrists and ankles chained together, chain in her mouth pulling her clamped nipples upwards. This time I put some pillows under her head and neck so she look towards the full length mirror that was directly opposite the end of the bed. I wanted her to see as best she could, what I would be doing to her greedy cunt.

'Suz, I want you to look at me manipulating and using your hole, and of course do not let go of the chain in your mouth.'

I positioned myself as best I could so as not to completely impede her view. I slipped two lubricated fingers into Suz's hole and then a third. I worked her cunt to a foaming frenzy, whispering vulgarity as I did.

'I'm going to open you right up........... My fist is going to be lodged deeply in your cunt within the hour.......... I am going to completely occupy your hole............... I'm going to fist you to heaven......'

Suz came twice as I worked her over with three fingers. The second time there was a small squirt. I varied my delving -- slow and steady and then short staccato bursts. Sometimes I would angle my fingers slightly upwards, other times I churned them vigorously. When I could withdraw three fingers completely and insert them straight back in, I upped the ante, and squeezed my fourth finger in. Suz threw her head back when she saw and felt my pinkie finger slip in alongside the other three occupants, and gave her own nipples an almighty yank in the process.

With four fingers I fucked Suz as firmly as I could. I did not touch her clit as I wanted her to cum only from my fingers inside of her. I really fucked her hard and I could feel her cunt muscles clenching against my invading digits. When Suz came again it was a gusher -- she sprayed her pussy juice across the bed and onto the floor. It was beautiful to watch. Suz screamed through clenched teeth as she came, but she dutifully did not let go of the chain in her mouth.

I left her body alone for the next couple of minutes as I got myself organised for the next round of activities and informed Suz of the proceedings.

'Now Suz, I am now going to shove various things into your hole. I have been shopping myself for just the right items'

I then added, 'You can let go of the chain in your mouth as I now want to be in control of your nipple torment.'

Suz dutifully obeyed, panting as she did. I gave the chain a decent pull which elicited a yelp. I decided to start unimaginatively by putting some zucchinis' into her pussy and fucking them with her. I had bought three different sizes and started from smallest to largest. None of them though were gigantic. I showed Suz each one before I inserted it.

'Feel that churning deep in your hole,' I said as I twisted the largest one deep inside Suz's pussy and pivoted it around to further stretch her hole.

'Ohh please fuck me with it so I can cum again.... please......,' begged Suz.

With that I took the larger one out of its confines. With Suz's cunt now vacant she starred at me somewhat perplexed. I showed her the larger zucchini again, and this time turned it around -- I was going to put it into fat end first. Her eyes widened when she realised what I was going to do. It took some effort, but it finally popped into her increasingly welcoming hole. I starred pleasingly at the lodger and asked Suz to tell me how it felt.

'Ummmm. My pussy hole feels so full, so beautifully full.'

'I want you to watch your hole closely Suz, I am going to withdraw the zucchini nearly all the way out, before plunging it back into you. It is time I got more serious about giving you what you want. Tell me what you want again?'

'A thoroughly stretched hole, use my hole, I want my fucking hole stretched. I want it filled and stretched,' replied Suz, almost instinctively.

I started fucking her slowly with the zucchini, making sure she kept her eyes on proceedings. The only time she broke her gaze from the view in the mirror was to look at my bobbing hard cock. Suz's pussy lips started to distend nicely as I slowly withdrew the vegetable before plunging it back in and repeating and Suz groaned guturally with my efforts. When Suz was obviously building to a climax I fucked her hard really stretching her hole and as she came screaming, I unceremoniously ripped the zucchini from its fleshy confines and yanked on the chain attached to her nipples. She bucked and flailed and yelled, I watched her eyes loll back in her head uncontrollable and enjoyed watching her face racked in orgasm.

As Suz lay back recovering, I surveyed her hole. It was starting to blossom, but there was still more work to do. I opted for a variation on the theme Suz had just experienced.

'Now Suz, I am going to use my inflatable dildo on your hole now. I am going to pump it up and then draw it out of you while it is inflated. I will then deflate it and do it again and again. Your task is to count each squeeze of the bulb before I withdraw the dildo. When your pussy expels the inflated dildo after ten pumps, then I will be happy.'

I asked Suz if she understood and she replied that she did.

'This is going to stretch you out nicely,' I added.

I started with four squeezes of the bulb and slowly popped the inflated toy out of her cunt. Suz dutifully counted...... one....... two......... three......... four. I then tried four pumps twice more before I increased it to five.

'Fuck, your pussy is starting to look stretched now Suz, imagine what it is going to look like when I am finished.'

Suz quickly graduated to six, and groaned ever so deeply when I dragged the inflated invader out of her sodden hole. I repeated six again for a similar result. The next time, Suz dutifully counted the squeezes and when it got to six I stopped, and after a pensive pause, I delivered two more very hard and rapid squeezes of the bulb.

'Seven..................... eight....... fuckin' hell.' Suz screamed.

I replied rather casually, 'Yes Suz straight from six to eight and my, my they were big squeezes too. This is really going to stretch your cunt when it comes out isn't.'

'Oh my god, FUCK, I feel so full. So fucking unbelievable full'

I teased Suz. I pulled the inflatable dildo partly out before letting it sink back in. I did this numerous times, and I enjoyed watching her cunt lips cling and stretch around the toy. Finally I popped it out and she bucked as I did.

'Very good Suz, Your cunt is staying nice and open now. Still more work to do though - ten squeezes remember.'

Suz didn't vocalise a response. I reminded her to be a good girl and count. I put the toy back into her yearning hole. I had been fairly slow in my pumping, ensuring a little pause between each pump that Suz had gotten use to. This time though, I unleashed nine rapid and frenzied squeezes, Suz screamed in her counting and I got to nine pumps. This time the distended toy was lodged very firmly in her cunt and I enjoyed pulling hard and firmly to dislodge it. It was one long primeval scream that emanated from Suz as the toy finally vacated her expanded cunt.

'Nearly there Suz, You've got to nine. Now one more.'

'Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk................................ This is just so fucking obscene,' she replied.

'I take that as compliment,' I added mischievously.

I put the dildo back into her and Suz counted. When I got to ten pumps she triumphantly announced, 'fucking ten'.

'Good Suz, now all I have to do is pull it out,'

In response Suz just groaned tunelessly. It took some effort and similar to the pentultimate effort, it took a whole lot of effort to yank it out , but when I did, Suz's hole gushed uncontrollably.

'Fuck Suz, you have a big wet hole now don't you. I think you could be ready for my fist.'

As she lay there, Suz watched me expectantly as I lubed up my limb. I used a little bit of artistic licence and lubed halfway up my forearm. I also put a heap of lube on her cunt, even though it was well and truly sodden. I was able to go straight to four fingers and I fucked her that way. I hadn't planned on giving Suz another climax just yet, but without much warning she simply came and she gushed - three big gushes.

I didn't allow Suz much respite and after the briefest of interludes, I again had four fingers inside the now very accommodating hole. With less effort than I expected, I was able to slide my thumb in as well.

'Four fingers and my thumb are now inside you Suz and fucking you. It won't be long before my whole fist is ploughing into what was a tight hole.'

I did know that it is more often than not a huge quantum leap to get in past the knuckles, but I was confident that Suz's hole would in the end be accepting. Suz came again as my fingers and thumb started to move appreciably easier in the expanding universe that was her cunt. Another geyser arced out of her hole at the peak of her climax.

'Now I will complete the task Suz, my fist is going into your cunt.'

I was easily able to insert my four fingers and thumb back into Suz and with a fair bit of effort and patience, finally my whole hand slid in past the knuckles.

'There you go Suz my fist is in your cunt. You are no longer a fisting virgin.'

I allowed some time for Suz's hole to get use to being completed filled by my fist. I simply rocked it back and forth ever so gently, and then after a time applied a slight twisting motion. I also started to move my embedded fingers.

'My whole fist is in your vaginal sheath,' I said.

'Ohh fuck yes,' replied Suz.

I slowly started to fist fuck Suz, telling her how her hole was expanded, how her cunt lips clung to my wrist when I withdrew and how they inverted when I drove back in. I settled into a nice rhythm of slow withdrawal, almost to the point where my fist vacated her hole and then a quick and deep plunge back into the ever more accommodating hole. Suz came and came forcefully, her muscular hole convulsing forcefully against my entrenched fist. I did not relent though. For over an hour I kept my fist inside Suz, continually varying the stimulation, taking her hole to a whole new level of acceptance.

Suz was a writhing mess by the time I finally withdrew my fist from her distended hole. It barely closed at all. She had cum countless times and I went through a thorough repertoire of fisting activity. She came hardest when I fisted her hard, pushing upwards inside her, and spanking her clit with my other hand.

Suz had contacted me wanting her hole stretch and to be fisted for the first time. I had obliged and had enjoyed it. I released her from her constraints and we cuddled languidly, before I informed Suz that I my cock needed to be sucked again. I sat on the edge of the bed as Suz knelt between my legs. She greedily savoured more pre-cum before I placed my pussy soaked hands in her hair and massaged her scalp while guiding her bobbing mouth over the pulsating length of my cock. I thrust in to her mouth hard and deep and shot a lovely load of sperm deep into her throat. She sucked me dry.

We were not done yet, but things were certainly drawing to a close. I spent about an hour shoving things into Suz's cunt. A wickedly shaped solid glass dildo again had her screaming in orgasm. I fucked her from behind with a big thick salami as I spanked her asscheeks. I stuck a cob of corn in and jabbed her hole with it. I stuck an old clunky Nokia phone into her and rang while it was set on vibrate.

It had been a most wonderful get together -- mutually depraved. On departing we made arrangements to meet again on my next visit to the U.S, and agreed that next time it would be for an MMF, but that is a story for another time.
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10/24/2012 12:51:19 PM: FISTING CHERYL
 
First impressions whether they be online or in person are not always accurate. I had posted online a thoroughly debauched tale of fisting and stretching – one of many. It is always good to get feedback and I often get asked if the stories are real or 100% fiction. The answer is a mix of the two. One of the stories elicited a response along those lines from a reasonably new user from the particular site I posted too. It is easy to become dubious of new posters that have profiles with very limited information on it. Are they actually the gender or age they say they are? Do they really live in Sydney, or are they in Nigeria and just want to give me a hand collecting some lottery 'winnings'? I did respond to this particular user, but only in very general terms and politely suggested it would be nice to know more about them as the profile was pretty 'data poor'. She responded quite promptly and politely, explaining that she was only new and was just getting the lay of the land. She did close off with saying that she knew what she wanted and really hoped my story was a lot more than just fiction. We corresponded for a little while and I learnt that she did live in Sydney - a north shore girl – St Leonards to be exact. Her name was Cheryl and she was a 36 year old brunette. I must admit although I became convinced that she who she said she was, I became less convinced that she was interested in the kinks that I was, let alone in participating in anything of that ilk. She shared some photos of herself with me (and vice versa) and she looked both good and real. This made a change from the person that had an hour earlier said she was local and wanted to meet ASAP if I emailed her some 'details'. When I had asked that particular person for a photo, I was provided with a grainy photo of a woman from the 80s and I could see a Russian street sign in the background. By contrast, the photo Cheryl showed me was recent and clearly from Sydney. She was attractive and carrying 'a little extra padding' as she said she did, and this did not bother me at all – to the contrary in fact. I won't say Cheryl she was plain looking, or anything like that, but it is perhaps fair to say that she would not stand out in a crowd. One Friday night I was online fairly late and Cheryl bobbed up on Instant Messenger. She said she'd been out with a few drinks with the girls and was really horny and had been unable to find a man to fill her needs. I said if I lived closer (I am on the Gold Coast) I would be around there in a flash. She responded with: 'Hopefully to fist my hole, like I read in your posts. I NEED MY HOLE FISTED AND OPENED NOW.'This was much different from her usual correspondence and the capitals were her emphasis. Clearly she was a 'hole girl' like I desired after all. She quickly followed with message 'God I wish you here using my hole' and then added: 'I am lying naked on my bed with a huge dildo in my cunt and a smaller one in my bumhole. It's not enough though. I need someone like you here with me.' My cock instantly sprung to a attention and throbbed as I thought about Cheryl. A natural response of course! Filthy chat for an hour ensued and I agreed that I would travel to Sydney to meet in person the next week. I travel frequently to Sydney for work, so it was no drama at all. The next day, Cheryl was back online again and told me she had a horrible hangover, but that everything she had told me was true and she did want to meet. Over the next few days she showed me various pictures of her cunt and asshole either filled with a toy or object or gaping open. She had quite the holes. I flew to Sydney the following Friday afternoon, did some special shopping, and settled into an upmarket hotel at Darling Harbour. I was to meet Cheryl at 6:30 for drinks and dinner in one of the Darling Harbour restaurants and she arrived on time and well dressed. She was obviously nervous but as we got chatting over a lovely Hunter Valley Verdelho, she was pleased that I came and pleased that looked like my photo. Cheryl had had problems with fakes as well. As we moved quickly on to our second bottle of wine and started on our delicious mains – I had wok tossed prawns and Cheryl had lamb shanks, we started to talk about sex. It was then that Cheryl informed me that her vagina had been occupied for the whole day and still was now. Her mischievous smile met mine and I asked what was in there.'I have a big dildo as the occupant,' she replied and gave a mock apology for taking it upon herself to stretch her hole a little for my arrival. 'All great performers warm-up,' I commented. She then went to talk about how my stories had really turned her on and while she had met a few men who liked to do what she liked to have done – most she said never lived up to their words. I guess it was a comment as much as a challenge. We talked about why she liked fisting and why I liked to fist. She said she saw some old European fisting pictures in an ex-boyfriends porn stash when she was in her very early twenties. At the time she said she was appalled her ex-boyfriend had a porn stash and that it contained such 'gross' things, and she broke up with him over it. She laughed at her own naivety then. She explained that as the years progressed as did her sexual horizons and she explored more things. Online one evening playing and looking at porn she said she came across some fisting videos which made her think about her poor old ex-boyfriend whom she now thought she treated rather unfairly, but also they made her very wet and from that point she had tried fisting herself and in her own words had become rather proficient at it. 'Simply, I like a fist in my fanny,' she concluded before adding, 'Or any other things that can be made to fit.' She did expand on the fact that her fisting partners as opposed to her vanilla partners in the past spent a lot longer focussing on her than just her own needs. She asked me to elaborate on why I liked fisting. 'Simply, I like to put a fist in a fanny,' I said and she laughed. I did though discuss the visual side of things, the wonderful way the right woman submitted to it, and the ability if you do it well to bring a woman to earth shattering orgasms. Cheryl also admitted to something else. She just wanted to check with me that it was okay that she was a bit of 'squirter'. I was more than fine with this, quietly ecstatic to be perfectly honest. However, we didn't prolong the conversations for too long as it was clear there were things that we both wanted to do. My hotel was in walking distance, but Cheryl apologised mischievously that she would be walking a bit slower than usual. It was only a short walk so it didn't matter too much. When we arrived in the hotel room it was clear that we both wanted to get started. Cheryl quickly took her blouse of smiling and stepped out of her business slacks. She apologised for wearing granny undies but said they were necessary to assist in keeping the occupant in place. 'Would you like me to unveil?' she asked and I nodded without hesitation. She got herself up on the bed still wearing her bra and panties. She slowly slid her panties off and spread her legs wide to reveal the end of a black dildo sticking out of a strained and glistening cunt. Without speaking I shuffled over and slowly, ever so slowly, withdrew the lodger from its lodgings. Her cunt barely closed at all as the dildo was withdrawn. It was a big dildo but not gigantic but the fact that it had been worn all day was miraculous. 'Please take some photos on my phone as we go for my collection – no face shots,' she said before adding, 'Do you like my big cunt?' 'I do indeed and I can see that my usual preliminary stretching activities are not needed,' I replied as I took a nice 'before' picture with her phone. Nonetheless, I still took my time and I fucked her slowly with the dildo that until now had been her occupant for the entire day. 'Mmmm yes, but I need much, much more,' muttered Cheryl languidly. 'Patience, my dear Cheryl,' I said quietly before withdrawing the dildo completely and leaving it by the side of the bed. I kissed Cheryl passionately before unbuttoning her bra. I sucked and licked her nipples, but unlike my usual sessions, I would leave her tits largely alone as she wished. It was a shame as they were a beautiful pair. I knew from her photos that her cunt was large and I had bought an array of things to use on it. I left my average sized dildos and vibes in the suitcase and went straight to the bigger of my inflatable models. I lubed it up and inserted it. As it nestled in nicely, I pumped it up slowly, a single pump at a time and a brief interlude between pumps until it could not be comfortably pumped any further. I then deflated it and administered it a number of more times. I took some nice photos of her bulging cunt. Next I got out the dinner candles I had bought – red in colour. Although I do enjoy wax play – I would not be lighting them this time – I had an embarrassing little episode once with a fire alarm that wasn't disconnected as thought. I would however be inserting the candles deeply into Cheryl's cunt and I went about doing it. I worked three in easily and I fucked her slowly with them. I managed to get eight in – the last two down the centre which displaced the others outwards and further stretched her big hole. I left them there as I took off my trousers and underwear, moved up her body and straddled her face – feeding her my rock hard cock. She adjusted herself to get comfortable and inhaled my cock as she stared into my eyes. She paid particular attention to my bulbous cockhead and I came grunting and spurting a load of cum – a gooey geyser across her facial features. She smiled sweetly and happily, and licked her lips. After I came down from my climax, it was time to really get busy with Cheryl's hole – I withdrew the candles slowly – one by one. I got out my cuffs and restrained her wrists to the bed head and I also put some cuffs around her ankles and ran some rope from the ankle cuffs to some fixed points in the room. For the next hour I teased her hole, her clit and indeed her whole vulva and inner thighs. I pushed her over the edge numerous times. I mostly used my hands and my fingers and a small but intense little vibrator that I used on her clit. I pushed my fingers into her but never deeply. Her hole was still very open and with the teasing I was able to get four fingers and my thumb in but at this stage did not try and work in past the knuckles. I knew this is what Cheryl wanted, but I wanted her to be patient for the time being. After her fourth climax I decided it was time to give her a fisting of a life time. Even though her hole was distended, I continued to take it nice and slow with a copious amount of lube. One last twist of my wrist and my whole hand lodged itself in Cheryl's birth canal and Cheryl moaned deeply 'fuck yes' and then groaned gutturally as her sodden cunt became completely occupied. The squelching noises emanating from her snatch were mind blowing. Now that my fist was in there completely I could really get to work. 'Look me in the eye and tell me what you want me to do Cheryl,' I asked. 'Fist my big fucking cunt hole. Stretch out my fucking big cunt hole with your man fist and make me soak the bed.'The depth of her need was obvious and I started to drive my fist deeply and rhythmically into her completely compliant cunt. Her pussy lips stretched around the base of my wrist when I withdrew and nearly inverted when my fist descended back into the wet depths of her cavernous cunt. Over and over I repeated this until on the brink of an orgasm I ripped my fist out and spanked her pussy. She flailed, she screamed, she came, and she squirted. She squirted all over me, all over the bed and on to the carpet.I stopped spanking her pussy and took some pictures of the aftermath as she slumped back against her restraints and caught her breath. I took a close up picture of her sodden, red and open hole. I then repeated the dose, but this time really twisting my fist inside Cheryl who writhed again against her restraints. Even though she was so very wet, I made sure there was lots of lube so could I really pump deep and strongly into her. Again she climaxed and this time I put my mouth on her huge cunt as she came and she squirted all over my face, I was momentarily blinded by delicious cunt juice. That was a first. 'Fuck that was good.' said Cheryl as she lay there panting and then followed by saying that her hole needed a short rest and she wanted to suck my cock for a little while. I took off her restraints and I had her kneel on the floor with her hands behind her back as I fed her my rampant cock which she inhaled again with vigour, staring into my eyes as she did so. Languidly, I fucked her willing face before exploding deep down her throat. She continued to suck my softening cock that would no doubt be hard again very soon. She finally stopped sucking my cock and asked, 'Is another fisting out of the question?' 'A fisting and more Cheryl. I have a few things to try on you that I haven't tried before. I went shopping especially...''Oohhh,' she cooed. This time I laid on the bed and had her put her feet either side of me. I raised my arm up and with my other hand I guided her down on to my four fingers. Instinctively she rocked up and down on my fingers and commented that she had never been fisted this way before. I am always happy to deliver a new experience. It didn't take long before I was able to slip in all my digits in again passed the knuckles. I had her lean forward and balance on the wall behind the bed, and suggested to her that this was going to be very vigorous.I thrust up hard into her cunt as she drove down. Once we synchronised our rhythm it was heaven. Her cunt grunted and I could feel the wetness emanating from her overused hole running down my thrusting arm. It was a short but frenzied ride for her to orgasm. As she peaked she nearly fell and again she squirted all over me but less voluminous than before. I had kept my fist inside her this time as she came and I felt her cunt quiver uncontrollably and it continued to quiver until I withdrew my wrist slowly. I looked up at a hole that simply hung open slackly. I asked her to hold still while I took some photos of the gaping maw that her cunt had become. I had her kneel on the bed and spread her asscheeks and I put a blindfold on her. Cheryl's puckered little bumhole looked so out of proportion compared to the gaping fault line below it. I lubed up her bumhole and spent a little bit of time loosening up her sphincter just a little bit. When I could fuck her bum easily with two fingers I went back and focussed on her cunt. I wanted to put some massive objects in it. The first was a big bunch of celery – it was the biggest I could find in the grocery store. It took some time, but it finally went in. It looked like the thing was actually growing out of her cunt. I took some photos of it wedged in there, but could not really fuck her with it. When her cunt ejected it, her hole virtually didn't close. Since the bed was completely wet already, I went to the fridge, got out the bottle of bubbly and two glasses, shook it a little, popped the cork and jammed the neck of the full bottle into Cheryl's cunt. Champagne went gushing everywhere and Cheryl yelped and thrashed around at the coldness filling her cunt. When I had I collected two glasses worth of gushings, I then followed up with more depravity. I filled her cunt up with strawberries until it was overflowing with sweet fruit and I had her push them out collecting some in our champagne. I proclaimed that we had made a 'Champagne Cunt Cocktail' and I had her sip from one of the glasses while I sipped from the other. I had one more thing that I wanted to try and stick in her cunt. It was going to take some effort, but if ever there was the right time and right hole it was now. I had inserted salamis in pussies before, but I wanted to try something along those lines but much larger. When I had gone shopping I purchased the largest sausage of luncheon meat I could find. It was much fatter than any salami but much springier. It was sheathed in the slippery plastic that is typical of the product. I told Cheryl, 'I am going to put the largest item you have probably ever had in your cunt and probably ever will. I want you to spread your ass checks wide for me.' I used plenty of lube and I was able to compress the roll of manufactured meat down enough to get it into the entrance of her hole. It was clearly a strain but she were willing and what a sight it was as I slowly slid the massive meat into her cunt before bottoming out with still a good portion of the deli item sticking obscenely out of a hole that was now finally stretched to its limits. I took photo after photo of the meaty log in her cunt. I didn't leave it in you too long as I could see she really was straining. When I took it out her cunt it did not close. My work on her cunt was completed. I had one more activity to do though to finish off. I opened up her bumhole a bit more, slowly slid my cock in there, and fucked her asshole. When I came I withdrew and we hugged for a little while before showering together. We were both totally spent and the dawn was appearing. We left the hotel together as there was no point trying to sleep in that ruined bed. We bade farewell in the lobby of the hotel and vowed to meet again.
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10/12/2012 12:43:19 AM: The Hotel is upmarket and quiet – I use it frequently, and you know it well. You enter the hotel room and kneel before me – wearing a demure cardigan, blouse and long skirt. I like the idea of you travelling to meet me looking like everyone else, but being so much more. The idea, that people on the bus that you have caught think you are just coming home from work, when in fact you are going to a rendezvous to have your tits, cunt and anal cavity variously tormented. I stare deeply into your eyes and see the desire to serve, to give over mind and body to me, to use as I so desire. I am impressed by the obedience, the stillness of poise. In my mind, I have choreographed a ravaging – a long and slow torment; a tumultuous mix of pain and pleasure. As I stare into your eyes, I know you are wondering what I am going to do, but I also know that you trust me to do what needs to be done.It is time to get started. I stand behind you and start massaging your tits through your clothing – lovingly. I can hear the pace of your breathing change as I do it. My fingers apply just enough pressure through your clothing to arouse you; I feel your nipples harden and I pinch them lightly through the fabric. The lightest of moans escapes your lips as I do. “Take off your cardigan and then your blouse,” I command. Wordlessly you respond - prompt and efficiently. I notice that you are wearing the stylish bra that I sent to you. “I am pleased that you are wearing that bra - you are a good listener and a thoughtful subject,” I comment. “Thank you Sir,” you respond, bowing your eyes in servitude as you do. I continue to work on your tits for about another 15 minutes, this time with more f***e. I use the palm of my hands and push them flat against your chest and watch the tit flesh bulge out the side of your bra. I push them up fiercely, stretching them at the base as I do. I grasp the nipples through the bra, making you yelp meekly, and twist and turn them. I squeeze your tits relentlessly. Until I move over to my suitcase and extract a nice ball gag. You open your mouth knowingly as soon as you see it and I put it in place. “Take off your bra,” I demand. Your tits are now bare. I can see they are already slightly reddened, but that is nothing compared to what is to come. I peruse your lightly hued tits intently for a second before I command you to stand up straight and put your hands behind your back. I reach over into my suitcase and take out my leather cuffs and I cuff your hands behind your back. Content that you are standing straight and motionless with deep focus, I start slapping your tits - lightly and rhythmically at first - underneath to begin with, then the sides, and then the tops. Sometimes I slap them simultaneously, sometimes one at a time. I revel in the sound of flesh on flesh that resonates around the room. When I am happy with the deepening and even hue of your tits I stop. I am impressed by your focus, barely a whimper as I warmed up your tits with my hands, but of course there is much more in store. I reach in to my pockets and pull out some large thick rubber bands – a dozen in all. First one rubber band goes around the base of your right tit and then another one in the same place. Another pair then constricts your tit about half way along and then another pair towards the nipples. I meticulously repeat the dose to your other tit and then I momentarily remove the ball gag. “What would like to say to Sir,” I ask directly. “Thank you for slapping my tits and putting rubber bands on them. I am very lucky,” you answer sincerely. “Are you aroused, would you like to orgasm?”“Yes, but only if Sir wants me to,” you reply.I am happy by the submission so far and I decide I will be rewarding it handsomely. I do stop though to admire my handy work – a pair of bright red and engorged tits. To top the sight off, I pull a pair of clover clamps from my suitcase. I waive them in front of your eyes. “You know where these are going don’t you,” I whisper mockingly into your ear. “Yes Sir I do? “Will it hurt?” “Yes Sir, it will,” you replied without emotion. I place the teeth of the clamps on first one and then the other nipple. You wince and groan deeply as they bite in. A thick chain runs between the two clamps and I tug on it playfully. I decide to release your wrists from their restraints, and then direct you to remove your skirt. You let it fall neatly to the floor and step out of it. You stand in front of me, resplendent in your vibrantly white panties. I reach into my suitcase and hand you a pair of scissors. You initially look confused, but then understand what I want. You cut the sides of the panties and they tumble to the floor. You will not be wearing them when you leave. “Get up on the bed on all fours, and put your ankles on the edge.” You dutifully obey. My gaze initially focussing on your tits – they are like torpedos due to the rubber bands and they are a lovely deep shade of red/blue. I then focus on your exposed hairless cunt. “Let’s do a little cunt work shall we, but before that, I have one more addition for those tits.” I clip a heavy weight on the chain and you groan deeply as your already tortured nipples are dragged down further. I delight in swinging the weight and your groans become guttural as your nipples are bent sharply as the weight arcs hypnotically.I start on your cunt by delivering a thorough spanking directly to your vulva. I vary the rhythm and f***e, keeping you guessing. Each blow sends the weight attached to your nipples swinging wildly. What started as a slit will end up more like a cavern. I start with an inflatable dildo and spend a considerable amount of time repeatedly pumping it up and then deflating. At the height of its inflation, I try to withdraw it, but it stays deeply wedged inside your cunt. I think about trying to drag you around the room by it, but decide not to. Maybe next time. Since I have been happy with your servitude, I decide to give you a present, your first orgasm for the session, but of course there is a catch.“Put your face down on the bed, and grab the chain on your nipples with one hand,” I announce. “I am going to let you cum. I am going to vibrate your clit with the inflatable dildo wedged into your cunt, and spank your bum cheeks with a riding crop as I do. When you are reaching your climax, I want you to yank that chain and keep yanking it,” I explain.“Yes Sir, thank you Sir,” you respond. It doesn’t take long, probably less than a minute of the buzzing little vibe on your clit and you start to head to the edge of orgasm. With your cunt filled to capacity, a vibrator on your clit and your ass being whacked with a riding crop, you climax, yanking hard on the chain attached to the clamped nipples of your constrained tits as you do. Your screaming is primeval under the multiple assaults. You are a flailing screaming mess. Your body visibly slackens as you slide over the orgasmic cliff, but I keep the vibe going and command you to still torment your own tits. Only for a little while, but I am sure for you it feels much longer. Finally I relent; I remove the vibe from your clit, grant you permission to stop tormenting your own tits, and then deflate the dildo and remove it from your birth canal.I have you sit up and I then allow you to remove the clamps from your nipples, and tell you to remove the rubber bands from your tits. I remind you of how the throbbing will get worse as the bl**d flows back through your tits as the rubber bands are removed. As you sit on the end of the bed, I grab you lightly by the throat, and give your poor tits a bit more slapping. I look into your eyes deeply as I do, and your gaze does not stray from mine. This though is just a brief interlude before I return my attention back to your cunt. I direct you back to the bed in the same position as before, but command you to spread your ass cheeks open and keep them open. Without much ado, I lubed up my hand and quickly slipped in three and then four fingers into your moist cunt. The inflatable dildo had done its job – your cunt was accomodating. With only a reasonable small amount of effort, and a little shriek from you, which I remind you is unnecessary, my thumb joined the four fingers and my fist sinks into the willing hole. I started off slowly and deeply, and then built up some speed slowly. Nearly withdrawing my fist all the way out before plunging it back in, stretching the entrance thoroughly as I did so. I enjoyed the sight of my fist further stretching you hole. Infinitesimally, each time I pulled my fist back out, I did so just a little more until finally it vacated the now vacuous hole. I was not done yet though, I plunged my fist back in and repeated the dose. The next time it popped out, I was convinced it was time to really go to town. I plunged my fist back in, bottomed out, and then whipped it right out again, as fast as I could. Over and over again I did this, as various squeals and grunts emanated from you. By the time I was finished, your reddened cunt hole hung openly slackly. Pleased with my work, I have you stand in front of me, legs spread slightly. “Tell me how you feel,” I request. “Very grateful Sir. Very grateful that you have opened my cunt up with your strong fist. I am also very thankful that you have looked after my tits. I am very lucky to have a Sir like you.” I am well pleased with the response. “Put your hands under your tits and hold them up,” I command. I reach into my suitcase, and bring out a flogger. “Do not take my gaze away from mine.”With that I flog the already well used tit flesh. Not for a long time, but just testing that your resolve has not waivered, making sure you do not flinch and do not take her eyes from mine. Happy with the obedience, I extract a huge conical dildo from my suitcase and place it in the centre of the only chair in the room. I command you to sit on it with your tits facing the back of the chair. I could see that it took you awhile to adjust to the girth, but I was patient. When you were still, I place your tits on the back of the chair and use a black rope to intricately bind them. The colour contrast of the black rope and your red skin is stunning. I start with the rope from the base of the chair and with four tight loops, I encircle your left breast, forcing the remaining flesh out into a firm globe. With more intricate loops, I encircle the base of the right breast, which then of course also bulged out into a firm globe. I then secure the other end of the rope to the base of the chair as well. With you firmly fixed to the chair by your tits and a huge volcano like dildo over-extending your cunt, I give your tits another hiding. First with my hands, then with the flogger, and then with the riding crop. You make far too much noise for my liking so I am f***ed to reinstate the gag and whack them harder. Finally, I relent, and decide it’s time for a little intermission, before I get back to work on you.............................