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Builders Slut Ch. 01

By: NatalieH



I have a story to tell. A story of my unexpected transformation from a respectable businesswoman to what I am today, a cock hungry slut for two guys who thinks of little else all day other than how I am going to be allowed to please them. The story is a true one, based on my own recollections and I have been told to write these stories by one of the guys you will shortly meet. The names are all changed but other than that, all of this has really happened to me.

My name is Natalie. I am 35, I have long straight, jet black hair, 5' 7, slim figure and full 36C breasts. Men find me highly attractive, I've certainly never had problems catching their attention. Men compliment me on my looks, my pale blue eyes and my strikingly clear complexion. I hold a senior managerial job at my work and I dress accordingly, skirt suits, high heels, fairly straight laced but feminine, professional and well presented. When not in work I am what you would call a girly girl, I wear feminine clothes and try my best to be elegant and neat at all times.

Romantically I had been going through something of a barren patch in the relationship stakes of late. My career has always been important and it leaves little time to meet anyone. I should explain that technically I'm bisexual having experienced sex and relationships with men and women but my favourite 'type' has always been well built muscular men, confident and cheeky. I had been seeing Tom, a guy from work and while still technically 'seeing him' I knew it wasn't going anywhere – he was too 'wet' and in a strange way 'nice' for me to find him interesting and sexy.

Sexually, I guess I would have to say I was quite straight laced and prim. I'd had sexual experiences before as I'd mentioned but quite uninteresting and routine. I'd never really tried that much and dismissed most sexually adventurous thoughts and notions as a bit dirty and not for me.

My adventure that changed that view completely started out one night after work. I'd gone for a couple of drinks with some of the girls who work in my team. I only intended staying out for an hour but you know the drill after work, one leads to another and before I knew it, I was a little drunk and out for the night.

After a few drinks too many and a bit of dancing in a cheesy 80s club, I took a seat on my own in a corner of the club. I was just sipping my drink when a guy approached. Just the sort of guy I like physically - he had a close fitting shirt on that showed off his powerful biceps and broad chest. He had a cheeky grin and that confident, cock sure aura of a guy who likes to hunt his female prey on nights out. He looked younger than me, perhaps mid-20s. He had very short cut, mousy hair and despite being on a night out, had some stubbly facial hair which for me added to his sexy gruff look. I stared into his deep blue eyes as he approached and knew I was in a little trouble, my pulse was racing a little even before he approached! With no-one else in the vicinity, he could only be coming over to me to try his luck.

"Alright darlin! You're a classy bird for a place like this", was his opening line, as he brought his beer bottle to his lips and took a swig. He let the words hang there before grinning at me. His posture and body language oozed confidence. Normally, with a line like that I would get up and walk away - "Darlin", does anyone even say that anymore? However, I was in trouble and we both knew it, quite simply I found him gorgeous and probably irresistible, I was already looking at his lips wondering if I should just kiss him there and then. We chatted idly for a few minutes, his name was Carl, he was a builder, 27, single and a typical cheeky chappie who worked just to pay for his fags and booze and nights out of a weekend with his mates. He was well dressed as he was out on the pull but the demands of hard physical work were noticeable, he had a gruff look, his big hands were calloused and rough and judging by his chat with me thus far saw women just as prey and notches on the bedpost.

Without being aware of it at first, he had his hand on my knee, just above the hem of my skirt, and was idly stroking my leg. I could feel his touch gently through the material of my tights. Even then I wanted him to slide his hand up my skirt. Looking at me full on, realising I wasn't objecting to his touch and picking up on my aroused body language, he lent in and kissed me full on the lips. A tingle of electricity spread through my body and made my head swim and my pussy tingle. The kiss only lasted a few seconds but it was enough for him to know he had me and that I wanted him.

Without remembering how or why, after some more flirting and chatting, a couple of hours later I was in a taxi heading for his flat. We both knew why and what was going to happen although I certainly had no idea then just how life changing this experience was going to be. We chatted some more during the journey, our hands beginning to explore each other bodies. I think he was taken aback by my eagerness, several times, my hands rubbed at his crotch feeling his cock harden, only to be brushed away, he said a few times that there was plenty of time for that but I could barely wait! I'd never been like this before with a guy I'd only just met but he just made me feel reckless and slutty. I was as nervous as hell too, I was an executive, respectable, strait laced – I'd never had a one night stand in my life before and was normally very reserved but this was different, I had to have him!

Carl held my hand up the stairs to his flat. He fumbled for the keys and let us is, quickly closing the door behind him. He gestured for me to sit on the couch in what was a small-ish flat, untidy and a little dark. I just managed to notice the clear signs of a bachelor pad, evidenced by the girly poster on the wall opposite me – some gorgeous girl forever presenting her huge breasts for him to look at each day – men!

Needless to say, Carl didn't bother with any niceties – not even the offer of a drink or a cursory chat. He sat next to me on the couch and his hands were all over me in seconds, sliding inside my skirt, my top. I had the similar feeling of electricity at his touch, I just wanted him, as quickly as he could manage! Without knowing why, I found myself doing something I would never normally do and taking the lead (or so I thought). I had hands of my own and I had used them to unbutton his pants. I groaned inwardly as my hands found his cock, stiff and poking out of his pants already, I could feel it, hot and throbbing in my hand.

I pulled his cock right out of his boxers so it was sticking up straight and started to wank him slowly, my eyes fascinated by his thick shaft, as I switched my glances from his face to his cock pulses in my hand. He looked at me, a sly grin on his face and he lent back, pulling his pants right off and holding his cock upright. Somehow that was hidden body language for him telling me to suck it but I didn't need to be asked, I couldn't wait to get his dick in my mouth. I slid down onto the floor kneeling between his legs, I gripped his shaft firmly and lent in, my mouth opening wide to take his cock.

I must confess here, despite my limited experience, oral sex has always been a favourite activity of mine and I always enjoyed the feeling of giving a guy a blow job. Not that I'd done it very often, not then at least! I started work sliding my tongue up the veiny thick shaft of his cock. It was an impressive sight – not pornstar sized, but thick and about 8 inches and enough to make my head spin in lust. A combination of the drink, the situation and my sheer slutiness meant I was quickly sucking this guy for all I was worth, turning myself on even more by squeezing his full balls gently as I sucked. As his arousal grew, I felt his hands running through my hair as he started to gently thrust upwards, pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. Not being a porn film I knew he wouldn't last for ages and after a few minutes I could sense he wasn't far off and I wasn't planning on stopping. I could sense he was a guy with physical stamina and he would return the pleasure with interest as h wouldn't waste the chance of fucking a woman who was obviously in heat!

I recall the next part vividly as if it were yesterday. As his cock now started to piston in and out my eager mouth, we both heard the sound of a key scratching around in the door. I paused, only briefly, only to feel Carl's hand on the back of my head. He groaned, "Don't stop...don't stop" - so I didn't! Out of the corner of my eye, I was just aware of another guy who was obviously now enjoying a free porn show from yours truly. Carl was now thrusting his hips forcibly so he was pretty much fucking my mouth, I just had to hold on and take it. The moment happened soon after, his hands clamped my head, his final thrust deep into my mouth and the loud groan as I felt his cock jerk violently inside me and the hot liquid of his cum explode in my mouth and against my tongue and down my throat, it felt like molten lava going everywhere inside my mouth. I swallowed it all, and even slid my mouth up and down his shaft after he had stopped cumming to clean up. I wouldn't normally swallow or clean a cock but somehow I felt it was expected. Not that I was especially conscious of what I was doing, I just wanted his cum! As I was finishing off my task, he had slid right down the couch in pleasure and he let out a loud sigh and exclaimed, "Fucking brilliant you dirty slut". 

Only then did I take in that between me arriving and me swallowing the cum of a guy I'd only just met, we'd acquired an audience! At least I'm not naked I thought as although I'd be fairly well mauled and groped, Carl hadn't yet had time to take any of my clothes off, just rearrange them slightly! I actually remember feeling quite amused, aroused and proud that I'd done all that with him watching – me, a normally staid, prim woman had sucked a guy off while a complete stranger watched.

I expected now that Carl would have a quiet word with this guy, presumably a flat mate, and make his apologies so we could carry on in his room. After all this, I needed fucking and needed Carl inside me, I was so aroused and ready for him. Little did I know that that was from his plan and my adventure as a builder's slut had already begun.

Builders Slut Ch. 02



Chapter 2

The next thing I did was get up off my knees, pat my skirt down and rearrange my bra and top, as elegantly as I could in the circumstances! I waited for Carl to lead me to his room to continue the fun but instead he was too busy lazing on the couch, his now flaccid cock lying limp across his stomach, a broad grin of satisfaction on his face.

The other guy, who I later learnt, was called Lee, was also grinning in pleasure and some amusement at what he'd just seen. His next act amazed me. He moved towards me, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, fully erect and hard having just been treated to my cock sucking show. He leered at me, his right hand gripping his cock at the base, his eyes burning into mine as if he was calculating what I would do.

Carl had seen this and snorted in laughter saying, "Fuckin' Hell mate, can't I have anything for myself?!" he chuckled, staying in place prone on the couch.

This I think was the time for me to come to my senses, realise what the hell I was doing, put it down to experience and get the hell out of there. What can I say? My head was spinning, I had been drinking and I'd just done something I'd never done before - I felt wild and daring. I stood frozen to the spot entranced; all I could look at was the cock in front of me. It was rock hard, it was bigger and thicker than the one I'd just had explode in my mouth and my whole body screamed that I wanted it, whilst my mind was busy telling me to get out quick. I felt so dirty even contemplating my next act, but a delicious, filthy dirty.

You know what's going to happen right? I looked at Lee. He was, I learnt later, a fellow labourer on the same builder's crew as Carl and like him, he was muscular and lithe, masculine and strong from the physical work he did each day. His hair was closely shaven, he was handsome and had a beautifully sculptured face, only blemished by a couple of minor scratches on his cheek and a tiny scar on his chin. He was about 6"2 and broad shouldered and like Carl, he had that 'look', the one I now know only too well. With his cock in his hand he looked at me smugly as if to say, I've just seen you sucking off my mate, sucking like a dirty whore and now you're going to suck mine too. He was so right.

What felt like an eternity was only a few seconds really as he was standing next to me but the act of taking that one step closer to him sealed my fate. I stepped next to him, looked down at that thick shaft and closed my hand around it, my hand not quite making it all the way around his shaft. As my fingers closed around it, another quiver of excitement sliced through my core. I was light headed and I knew, he knew and Carl knew, that I was about to slide down onto my knees and suck his cock. Suck the cock of a guy who I hadn't even spoken to yet. I slid my hands all over his cock, delighting in its hardness and my mouth reached for his greedily, my tongue darting inside his mouth. I squeezed his balls gently and gasped at how hard his cock was pulsing in my hand. I was on heat and not quite sure what I was doing.

As I slid down his body, I saw Carl prop himself up on his elbows on the couch to watch. He shouted gleefully at Carl, "Jesus mate, what a slut we've found here. Suck him off you dirty slut!" Unexpectedly, Lee had a slightly different idea. He lifted me back up, his hands under my armpits to haul me up. He looked into my eyes and said, "If you want to suck my dick love, you'll be naked doing it - lose the clothes and let's have a look at what you have for us."

Being called a slut, asked to undress for these two idiots like some sort of prostitute? What was I doing? They'd offended me already with how they were treating me but still, I needed this. Without even any mental struggle, I complied almost straight away. I wanted nothing more right there and then to be on my knees with Lee's cock in my mouth. I had to have it, I needed it. Undressing was just delaying my prize. I reached quickly for my blouse, unbuttoning it quickly. Throwing the blouse onto the floor, I didn't even pause before unclasping my bra and I saw Lee's eyes light up as my breasts sprang out. "Awww, great tits love," Lee said as he reached for my breasts and gave my nipples a quick tweak. I have quite full yet sensitive nipples and they were already poking out a mile from my excitement. Lee stepped aside slightly and turned me around to face Carl, "Look at the tits on this mate, crackin' pair," I blushed in embarrassment as both guys enjoyed the view but I didn't really care, I had a cock to attend to and despite the coarse compliment, I did like the fact that they liked what they saw, it was an ego boost!

Without even asking, Lee decided to finish off my strip for me. He reached around, unzipped my skirt so it slid to the floor and roughly reached for my tights, rolling them, and my knickers along with them, firmly down my legs, kicking them dismissively away across the floor. Now completely naked in front of them, the guys then persisted in examining me like some sort of piece of meat, Lee spun me around for Carl's benefit, "nice arse!" Lee said. He pushed the small of my back firmly, encouraging me to bend over, obviously to give him and Carl a view of my arse and pussy. I felt like a piece of meat waiting to be bought, as the two men savoured the sight of my naked body.

As I faced Carl, naked, I felt Lee's rough hands reach between my legs and without warning, he slid two fingers inside my pussy. "Aww, shit, she's dripping, I knew she would be," Lee said, as if I wasn't even there. He backed in close to me, I could feel his cock against my bum and he started to rub my clit and finger me from behind, his touch rough and aggressive but vigorous, his fingers sliding deep inside me easily. I expected at any moment to feel Lee's cock start to reach for my slit, my breath ragged as I expected and wanted it inside me.

I noticed Carl's cock already starting to harden again as he watched his mate fingering me. I was gagging for release and the guys were enjoying the show as I opened my legs as wide as I could whilst standing up, trying to get his fingers deeper inside me, wondering if he was going to fuck me, hoping he was, quickly.

Normally, I'm a demanding woman to please and it takes me a while to orgasm, if I do at all. This time however, it was sensory overload. The pleasure of the fingers on my clit, the dirtiness of what I'd already done, watching Carl watching me. In what seemed like only a few seconds, I had to reach my arms around Lee's body behind me to steady myself as my pussy exploded and I cried out in pleasure, my head on Lee's chest as I had the most amazing orgasm of my life, the room and everything in it fading to the background as total pleasure flooded over me. I had to fight the urge to burst into tears with the eroticism of it. 

He left his fingers inside me for a while but whilst my head was still spinning and I was physically spent, my eyes teary from the power of my orgasm, he pushed me onto the floor, stopping only to prod his fingers into my mouth. I truly felt like a slut on heat as I greedily sucked his fingers, soaked from my own juice and imagined it was his cock. I didn't have long to wait.

He quickly pulled his pants off, still at that time around his ankles and gripped his cock. "Come on slut, get this in your mouth," he said, suddenly stepping up the pace. I was overcome by lust and excitement and needed his cock. I slid over there on my knees, and almost in one motion, opened my mouth wide and took his stiffy deep inside my mouth. I was acting like a cum hungry slut, no niceties, I just opened up and swallowed him whole, feeling the head of his cock slide down my throat and the thick veins of his cock against my lips and tongue as he placed both his hands on my head. This guy had just given me the most intense orgasm, I had to please him, I wanted to please him and I remember being proud that I'd learnt many years ago how to deep throat a cock. It was like I was on fast forward, my mouth sliding over his shaft quickly, my tongue rolling around his cock in my mouth, savouring the taste and feel of my mouth being so deliciously full of cock.

I was sucking so hard, and he was thrusting in my mouth. Before very long I could sense he was close. He disappointed me however by pulling his cock out my mouth. I looked up to see what he was going to do. "You're getting this over your face love," was all he said.

I watched in rapture as his hand gripped his cock and he wanked furiously, my eyes almost hypnotised by the erotic sight of an angry looking dick with its large balls swinging beneath it ready to unload. "Open your mouth," he said to me. I did immediately, just in time to see the first big jet of cum hurtle towards me and splash over my nose. I closed my eyes and felt the next splash on my tongue, the next on my lips. Once I knew he had finished, what a slut I must have looked, covered in cum. I lent over and took him in my mouth again, collecting the juice still on his cock and swallowing it greedily. 

"That's it slut, swallow every drop," he said as he came down from his own powerful orgasm. Needless to say I did, greedily swallowing my second load of the night, my tongue scooping up any residue on his engorged dick, and realising again how much I loved sucking cock and how deliciously naughty I had been.

"You'd better wipe your face," Carl said as he threw a tissue towards me. I did and before I had time to draw breath, Carl was pushing me over towards the back of the room. Without any pretence at gentleness, he pushed me over the table so I was standing up, but bent over, my hands flat on the table, my arse sticking up in the air. I felt Carl push my legs apart and I cried out in pleasure as he simply gripped his cock at the entrance of my pussy and shoved it in, whilst at the same time, pressing down the hollow of my back so my breasts were flat against the table. The act of him pushing me across the room, bending me over and penetrating me all seemed to be one fluid movement. He scooped me up and got inside me as he pleased.

My pussy was soaking wet and on fire and his cock felt like a piston as it sliced me in two, filling me up immediately. I heard both guys chuckle to themselves as he stopped thrusting because as soon as he did, I leaned further back to find his cock. 

I soon realised I was now doing the work, he was standing there still, behind me, while I was impaling himself on his rod, my arse and upper legs thrusting out obscenely so I could push my hungry cunt over his cock. He was fired up and gripped my hips as he thrust into me again, I still remember even to this day the erotic noise of his balls slapping against my bum as he fucked me. 

I'd never been fucked so hard in my life and I loved it, it was animalistic and wanton, something I'm now more than used to. I just held on for dear life, loving the power of his thrusts and trying to imagine what was happening between my legs, his cock felt like it was splitting me in two, I was being taken hard, rutted by a rough stud, my breasts were getting sore from being rocked up and down so violently in time with his rough shafting of me and I loved it, I needed it.

As Carl assaulted my pussy, Lee sat next to us watching me. He opened a can of beer as if he was watching a porn film. He passed Carl a beer and I felt the bastard pause, his cock still deep inside me, his heavy balls drooping lazily against me, as he opened his beer and took a swig. "Looks like we've found a good whore here mate," Carl said leeringly. 

I started to feel offended again but then replayed the evidence in my mind; sucking two guys off, being brought off to orgasm by one as the other watched and currently bent over a table with one of their hard cocks splitting my pussy in two while the other watched and loving every minute. I guess I was a whore but hey, it was one night and I'd never see these guys again and I had to be honest, I really was loving every minute, my mind racing at what they would do next, lots of feelings about wanting to prove I could keep up with these guys and take what they could give me.

"Slow down mate," Lee said as Carl resumed his fucking of me, the room filled with the disgusting sounds of my pussy squelching against the force of his dick inside me and my bum slapping against him as he pounded me, "You'll knock her teeth out." They both smiled at each other, delighted with their conquest of me, as a whore for them to fuck all night, at least I hoped they would!

Lee stood up and ran his hands through my hair, reaching underneath me to maul my boobs, making me groan as he roughly pinched my nipples. "Turn her over on her back fella," he said to Carl. Sure enough, I felt his cock plop out of me as I was roughly man handled onto my back. Again I thought I saw both guys smirk at me as I immediately opened my legs wide for Carl to get inside me quickly. He hardly paused before thrusting it up me again, balls deep, I moaned loudly in pleasure at the sheer dirtiness of it, my pussy had never felt so full, I had never been as wanton. 

This time, they both had a great view of me, my heavy breasts bouncing up and down in time with his thrusts, my legs splayed wide as Carl's cock pistoned in and out of me. Lee moved closer to me and placed his cock over my lips, he obviously wanted me to suck it again. I leaned my head up as much as I could to take his length. Awkward at first because of the angle, his prick hit my cheek. He helped by adjusting his position and then thrusting into my mouth and I was in heaven, two cocks inside me, from two guys I probably didn't like at all, who I'd only just met. 

The day after.....

My vision was blurry as I tentatively woke up. Almost in seconds I realised I was in a strange flat and that brought back flashbacks of last night. Dirty, messy, porno flashbacks. "Oh my fucking God!" I thought as my treatment at the hands of Carl and Lee came flooding back. Brought to reality by the soreness in my pussy and Christ, by the fact I was on a dirty sofa with no clothes on! (Someone had at least covered me in a blanket of sorts).

I leapt up off the couch. If it was still early enough, I could get out, pretend this was a bad dream (OK then, a fucking horny unforgettable dream!) and get out and never see these two arrogant bastards again. I knew it had been the most erotic, amazing experience of my life, one I would look back on scarcely believing I had actually done the things I had done but come on, shagging labourers in poky flats was hardly me. I guess it was just something I needed to do, a reaction against a sorted and structured lifestyle, something like that anyway.

Almost clearing my head, I looked around quickly, my clothes scattered on the floor. I scooped up my crumpled skirt and threw it on. Not a minute too late, as the moment I'd zipped my skirt back up, I saw Lee grinning at me from the hallway. At least I'd had time to have covered half of my dignity up! An arm across my breasts barely completed the modesty job.

"Bacon on toast for two darlin' – three if you want some too," he shouted as I heard him in the toilet taking a pee and humming some tuneless nonsense under his breath, no doubt content in the happy knowledge that he got well and truly laid the night before by a bit of posh skirt.

A flash of indignation flooded across me. As if I was going to make them breakfast! I felt pangs of anger and shame at letting these arrogant morons have their way with me so completely last night. Anyway, they'd had their fun and yes, I'd had mine but now I was out of here. I stooped for my bra and the rest of my clothes to make my way out of there. 

"Not so fast hun", said Lee, "Come on babe, I was only joking, we had fun last night right? No harm done, we all enjoyed it, what's the problem?" he smiled warmly, whilst putting his hand placatingly on my arm. Happy that at least I was now partially dressed, my bra back on, his words had the right effect - he was right wasn't he? I'm a single woman, I fancied the pants (literally) off these guys and I'd gotten carried away in the lust and alcohol of the night. No-one died, no-one got hurt. I smiled at him wryly as I had these thoughts, yes, it was OK....and it really was horny and dirty and really, I was quite pleased with myself, I'd managed to keep up with these two young, gorgeous studs. Not my usual type of guy but I guess a bit of rough now and then does a girl good right?

"So, how about that bacon, then?" he quipped. Deciding not to give the cheeky bastard a right hook, I rolled my eyes. I was taken in and disarmed by his charm and cheeky grin. "I'll do you some bacon and a cuppa and then I'm out of here, OK" I said, with a cheeky glare of my own. I recall questioning myself mentally as to why I did this. Hell, I didn't even cook for myself at home most of the time, why the need now to be so patronised by this bloke that I'd make him some food in his own flat? I even realise people reading this will do so and think, as if she would cook them food in their flat but hey, just telling it like it is. I guess you could conclude that without admitting it to myself I wanted to stick around and see what happened. Anyway, cook I did!

I made my way to the kitchenette, as that's all it was, poky and dirty, used plates and cups littered on the greasy work tops. I managed to find some bacon and bread and started to rustle up some breakfast. I chuckled to myself at what I was doing. In a bachelor pad with two rough builder types, in a scruffy flat I didn't even properly know the location of. Not my usual Saturday morning of lattes and giggles with the ladies and a spot of shopping in town. The girls would laugh at this. Strike that, they wouldn't because I wasn't going to tell them!

I'd just about finished the bacon when turning around I got the shock of my life. Just as he had done last night, Lee was standing near me sporting a raging erection, grinning from ear to ear and slowly and deliberately wanking that gorgeous cock brazenly in front of me, delighting in my flustering, seeking out eye contact with me.

"Oh my God, shit – what do you think you're doing," I stammered, "Breakfast and that's it I said, I dont even know why I agreed to that...what do you think I am, I'm out of here!" I shouted as I hurried to get to my bag and make a quick exit. I hoped he hadn't noticed that I had hardly taken my eyes off that gorgeous cock the whole time I was talking, sticking out vertically and erotically in his hand. He obviously had noticed though. Thinking about it I may as well have had a sign on me saying, 'I love your cock, please give it to me all over again.'

"Whoa, come on, what's the harm?" he said reaching for, and grabbing my hand. He was a fast mover, he had his tongue in my mouth, and without knowing how, my hand was wrapped around his pulsating cock. All the feelings from last night came rushing back, my mind was screaming "Get Out" but oh that cock, it felt so big and alive, I wanted it, I needed it all over again. The attempt at resistance I put up really was pathetic. My fingers were running up and down the thick, throbbing shaft before I could even stop myself, it felt so alive and thick in my hand, his tongue uncontrolled in my mouth, my breath quick, and all the determination to get out of there totally evaporated, if it was ever really there at all.

I think I amazed us both equally by what I did next. Even though it seemed at times to me last night as though both guys knew everything that I was going to do before I did it, I'm certain Lee still expected me at that moment to recover my senses, pick up my things and run. Perhaps the best he thought he would get was a cheeky snog and the opportunity to laugh at my expense as I made my escape. I found myself having other ideas entirely.




Builders Slut Ch. 02



I pushed him gently away and broke the kiss. He thought I was trying to escape at that point but, keeping full eye contact with him, I slowly sunk to my knees. A look of triumph spread across Lee's face as he realised what was about to happen and he could prepare for another cocksucking. (I couldn't even remember how many times I'd sucked him last night!). In that moment I had so many mixed and horny thoughts. He was such an imposing, masculine guy, hard body and throbbing cock and it brought out all kinds of strange feelings in me, the main one being that I wanted him to use me, take me, have his way with me and see me enjoying being used and submissive to his will. I pushed that to one side though, as I set about my task.

"Ohh, I knew you were a filthy whore," Lee said as he started to enjoy my attention and settle in to the feeling of my warm mouth working his shaft, a feeling he would soon be very familiar with. I wanted to do this well and show off my skills. 

I slid my tongue right over his balls and popped them into my mouth, sucking on them like such a greedy slut. My tongue slid slowly and lasciviously right across his long shaft, the veins along his cock feeling huge against my tongue. I heard a low groan as I popped the head of his cock in my mouth, trying to get my tongue to roam around it as much as I could with my mouth full. He began to hold my head as my mind swam in lust and desire. I met his gaze as often as I could, there was something primal in the eye contact, I was telling him via my lusty eyes that I wanted to be here, on my knees in front of a muscled stud, his cock sliding in and out my mouth and down my throat.

The impetus slipped from me to him somehow as now I was just holding my head still (helped by his firm hand on the back of my head!) and my mouth open, as he slowly but steadily forced his bulging cock into my willing mouth. I was so completely aroused by seeing his hips and powerful torso move in time with me so he could arrow his thick cock into my mouth. My eyes started to stream and occasionally he pulled right out so that my spit and his pre-cum dripped down my chin. He teased me with his shaft. 

When not in my mouth, he pressed it flat over my cheeks and my lips; I think it amused him seeing me there straining to get his stiffness back into my mouth. Whenever he went for a sizeable thrust, I felt his heavy balls slap again my chin. I think the sight of me like that, coughing and spluttering over his cock, tipped him over the edge. I felt his cock thicken and tense even more and I knew I was about to get messy all over again.

"Here it comes bitch," he said, now wanking furiously, the head of his cock only an inch from my mouth, my eyes full of lust just watching avidly. "Open!" was all he said hurriedly. I did dumbly, I opened my mouth as wide as I could, I wanted to taste him, to feel it splash all over me. He threw his head back and he struggled to maintain his balance as his knees gave way. He grunted loudly, his hand a blur as he tossed himself off over me. 

A hot jet of his cum flew over me and past my head somewhere. The next one hit the target, coating my upper lip and my teeth. Just before the third jet, he pushed his cock head back in my mouth and I felt the rest of his cum blast into my mouth as I closed my lips greedily over his shaft. He left his cock buried in my mouth as his orgasm continued and then subsided. As he pulled out, I swirled my tongue over his shaft to mop up the remaining come from his cock. I even licked all the way down his shaft and across his balls again, now drooped into his large sack as he'd emptied them all over me. He smeared his cock over my lips and cheeks as his eyes pierced into me. I think he was staring in surprised wonder and some appreciation at realising what I'd just done.

"Wow, you filthy fucking slut," I heard from just behind me. The lust filled tension broken for a minute. Shit! I'd forgotten Carl was even here, he'd obviously been watching me whore my mouth out again. Still on my knees, the two guys high fived and whooped in unison, the bitch is getting it again I imagined they were thinking.

"My turn fella," he said to his mate as if to emphasise that the issue of me pleasuring him wasn't even an issue, well, it wasn't I guess.

I was in a complete daze. I saw one cock moving away from my mouth and looked up to see Carl standing there instead of Lee. He had on only a pair of white boxers, tented up erotically and he looked down at me leeringly. "I want you to pull these pants down and suck my cock. Show me what a cheap slut you are, show me how much you want to suck this dick." His words made my head swim in erotic fog, by doing this I was proving he was right, sucking two guys off, on my knees, in a dirty flat, was I a slut? 

I already knew the answer deep down. For some reason, I felt the need to stare into his eyes. I was almost telepathically saying to him I am a slut, a whore and I'm going to prove it right now by sucking you off on my knees before you. With those thoughts racing around my meshed up head, I slid his boxers down, having the problem of getting around his hard on but groaning in appreciation as it sprung free in front of my face, struggling to focus as my mind was mashed in warm lust.

What a slut I felt, I hardly even paused for breath. I still had Lee's cum dripping down my face and here I was again, my mouth full of cock. I gave him the same treatment as Lee, probably more. I was consumed by lust again, my filthy thoughts swirling around my head - suck his cock, I love it in my mouth, pleasure this gorgeous, arrogant, hot looking stud, take another load over your slutty face, show them what a filthy, dirty, cheap whore you've always wanted to be.

As I continued sucking, Carl moved behind me. He unclasped my bra that I'd only had only for about ten minutes and mauled my tits roughly from behind. He lifted my skirt up over my hips, his hand quickly finding my cunt. I was soaking wet again and Lee must have felt me moan across his shaft as I felt Carl's fingers slide easily up me with no resistance. He fingered me roughly three or four times but then pulled them out. He laughed as he noticed I'd already started bucking my hips to his fingers and he saw my frustration that he'd just as suddenly taken them away.

"I think the slut wants to be fucked," Carl said to Lee.

"Tough, she's getting this in the same place as she got yours," Lee replied, building his pace up as he started to hump my mouth. "Come on, take my cock you dirty whore," he cried, enjoying his cock sucking more and more by the second. I was too far gone with lust to care what he said, Carl was fucking my mouth and instead of being horrified, they could both see I was doing my level best to take anything he had. 

It wasn't long before I took his cum again. Instead of pulling out, he just grabbed my head and kept his cock in my mouth as he unloaded. I was struggling for breath but I managed to swallow any juice I felt in there and take the rest all over the inside of my mouth. No standing on ceremony again, when he was done and happy that I'd sucked him dry, he just pulled it out and folded it back in his boxers. "Make sure you swallow all of that," Carl said. I almost laughed at the fact that I already had done, even before he'd even said it. I almost opened my mouth to show him my empty mouth but stopped myself.

Licking my lips to mop up the excess cum, I looked up at both guys. They had broad grins on, they leered at me. What must I have looked like, on my knees, my skirt still hitched over my waist, my tits hanging out, and the cum of two guys god knows where all over me. My face was bright red in shame, it was like they had broken me or something. We all knew I was a whore for their cocks and I knew I was on heat. 

This treatment should be shocking me. I am an executive business woman, I have a high powered job, I have a sports car, I date and I lunch with the girls. I don't crawl around on my knees being some kind of personal cocksucker for scruffy guys I pick up in clubs. Hell, this time, I can't even blame alcohol. 

I had those thoughts a lot over the next few weeks and the irony of me thinking them just after I'd just been filled full of their come again was not lost on me.

"I guess you'll want fucking too?" Lee quipped, a lilt of a laugh in his voice. It was a question. Both guys looked at me to see what I would say. They all knew I wanted it, I knew I wanted it, I needed my own release but I couldn't bring myself to ask to be fucked, it was filthy and degrading. I was on heat though and I needed it. What to do. Carl helped me out.

"Tell you what," he said to Lee, "She can finish of that breakfast and then we'll give her what she wants." I looked to Lee, he nodded in compliance with that leering smile he has. 

Humiliated and cheeks burning in indignation again but needing and wanting more, I scrambled to my feet and went back to the kitchenette. My supposedly intelligent and cultured mind was screaming at me. Are you going to let them do this? They've just told you to make them breakfast and as a reward, they will allow you the pleasure of being fucked by them!? What the fuck are you thinking, girl? Again, I knew what the outcome would be. Even as I was preparing the food, my mind was turning to thoughts of being taken hard by them, my pussy shivered in anticipation, I needed their cocks inside me, roughly, dirtily, any way they wanted to have me.

Like some kind of dutiful serving girl, I brought the guy's breakfast and tea in. Lee motioned for me to sit on the couch next to him, giving a mock air of some sort of royalty beckoning a servant.

"Take that skirt off and spread your legs as we eat this, I want to see where I'm going next." He said as he noisily devoured his food. I felt like I'd lost any will at this point. I slid down the chair, my skirt off, and opened my legs, presenting both guys with a perfect view of my pussy. I couldn't help myself, I started rubbing my clit, replaying mental images of me on my knees with their cocks in my mouth as my excitement built again. I felt humiliated by doing this in front of them but it didn't stop me, it made me hornier, I had my legs wide open and my fingers were rubbing my clit for all I was worth. 

My head was swimming, my pussy throbbing, my need for release total. Countless times my mind tried to remind me that I was demeaning myself in front of two leering blokes, somehow this just made me hornier. I couldn't stop, I didn't want to stop. I screamed out and felt my legs almost bend inward in ecstacy as an orgasm ripped through my body, my back arched in what felt like an unnatural position. I must have been cumming only for a few seconds but it felt like an age. The two guys found this hysterical, the exchanged bemused but delighted looks. They couldn't believe what they'd just seen, they were astonished and highly amused.

As my pleasure finally subsided, I felt a rough hand on my inner thigh. I glanced to my left and was consumed by lust again. Carl was sitting next to me sporting a semi hard cock. I may have licked my lips looking at it.

"Seen as I've only just come in your mouth, you'll have to help me out with this first," he said to me, glancing down at his cock and shaking it mockingly in front of me. I hardly noticed any more how disrespectfully they were talking to me, or I didn't care, or I liked it!

All pretence now gone, I practically jumped between his legs and planted my mouth over his cock. He drove me wild by what he was saying, "I'll fuck you when you get me hard enough. As soon as you feel me as hard as I was before, you're going to slide it up that slutty cunt of yours."

Driven wild with lust, I sucked for all I was worth. Luckily, this guy was a bit of a stud, he was hard again in no time. Like a performing seal waiting for a reward I popped his cock out of my mouth urgently, stood up to face him and spread my legs for his cock. "Turn around the other way slut, I want Lee to watch you being fucked." I did, without hesitation, and I grabbed the base of Carl's cock, squatted down and let out a guttural scream as his thick shaft disappeared all too easily up my soaked pussy. Not stopping my descent over his thick pole until I felt the cushion of his balls underneath me, his cock splaying my hungry cunt wide, I began riding his big shaft.

I rode his cock enthusiastically, each downward thrust for me made it feel as though his dick was going to split me in two. I was told to play with my clit as I rode him, so I did. Bouncing on his big dick, I saw Lee opposite me, enjoying the free porn show of a woman lost in lust, ramming a cock up her cunt and playing with her clit. 

I watched him watching me, his eyes torn between watching his mates cock disappear up my hole and taking in the sight of my heavy tits lurching up and down violently as I fucked myself silly with that gorgeous cock. He had a lustful smirk on his face as I gave the bastard a front seat free porn show knowing he would get his turn soon too. Carl had his hands underneath my legs, opening them up as much as he could, no doubt giving his mate an excellent view of his pole sliding deep in and out of my crack.

I had a nice view myself. The porn show was working on him, his own big dick was now throbbing again in his hand. He looked at me smugly as he caught me staring at his hard-on and his look told me he was going to enjoy my pussy again, not just after I had gotten Carl off, but over and over again....

Instead of making Carl come there and then, the guys had different ideas of what was going to happen. Apparently I had to take turns riding their cocks. They told me it was a new game called a 'cock dash', later changed to much amusement on their part, to the 'dick dash'.

For my first 'dash', I took the four or five steps over to Lee. He was beginning to revel in this more and more. "Tell me what you want," he quipped, all too aware of exactly what I wanted. I couldn't take my eyes off that throbbing dick in his hands. "Don't piss about," I implored, hoping he would relent and let me ride him. "Tell me exactly what you want, or you won't get it, whore!" he spat out at me. I was humiliated, annoyed, frustrated, but beyond turned on and desperate.

I don't think I even consciously thought the words that I then blurted out, "I want your fucking dick inside me....I want to sit on that fucking big pole and ride it, you fucking bastard, I want my dirty cunt to slide over your dick and take it all..." In a mental fog again, I can't even remember the rest of what I said, suffice to say, I'd sufficiently humiliated myself enough for him to permit me ride his cock. He withdrew his hand, gave me an arrogant wave as if to say, hop on! I practically jumped on his dick, greedily gripping it and sliding down hard on it so it filled me completely. He quickly gripped my hips to give himself some real leverage to get right inside me but was then happy for me to hump him while he sat back and enjoyed the sensation.

Both guys found it hilarious every time I was instructed to hop off one, and take the few steps across the room to take the other. Each time they asked me what I wanted, each time I confirmed I would very much like their hard cock deep inside me please, thank you very much. This lasted about half an hour as they toyed with me, taunted me, whistled me over and had mock rows over whose turn it was in their slut's cunt.

For an encore, I was made to kneel in the centre of the room as both guys stood either side of me. Initially they has me grab a cock in each hand and start to toss them off. I added my own touch every so often, my tongue lapping teasingly over the cock heads and their slits. A few minutes in and they pushed my hands off them. They decided they wanted to wank themselves off over me. I just knelt there, my anticipation rising as I watched two raging erections close up. They couldn't have timed it any better as they managed to unload in my face within a few seconds of each other. Shrieks of congratulations and a congratulatory high five came from them both along with my face full of hot come once more.

My last act of sluttiness of that day came as Carl realised that some of Lee's come had missed me and landed on his stomach. He didn't even bother to ask anything just made eye contact with me and pointed at the splash of come. I dutifully licked it off, swallowed and we were done.

My mind was a mass of shame and confusion as I was finally allowed to leave without having a cock waved in my face. Lee had taken my phone out my bag and added his and Carl's number. He smacked my arse as I wiggled out exhausted, sore and spent and he told me he would be in touch very soon. I was so confused I didn't know if I thought that was good, or very, very bad but I had no intention of being in this situation with these two again. 

Problem was, I knew I wanted it. Badly. I had never felt so fulfilled in my life; I needed to do it again.



Builders Slut Ch. 03



Over the next two weeks, I tried to get on with my usual, bland, respectable and safe life. I got on with my executive job, drove my expensive car, lunched with my ladies and resumed my steady normality. The big difference? I would get a text message every day at 9am on my mobile phone. A dirty, suggestive, disgusting and horny text message. I've still got the first one I received saved on my phone:

"Morning whore, when were good and ready were gonna fuck you all over again, every hole this time, I know you want it. We saw last week how much you love cock xx" 

I got texts like these every day for the first week, similar in tone, filthy and direct. You can guess the themes, what they were going to do to me, what a cock sucking slut I was. While getting these texts, and over the next few days, I thought back constantly to that weekend, I could hardly think of anything else. Not with shame and regret, I was glad to have experienced it. There was some fear, the experience had been totally new for me -- I was out of control and felt manipulated by the guys but also by my own needs. 

I felt as though I'd opened something in my psyche that I wouldn't be able to control and might take me to some very dark places. I was though at the same time, proud of what I'd done. Most of us have desires we never allow to come to the surface, or never get the opportunity, I had acted it out and, if I wanted to, judging by my daily dirty text, I would get plenty of opportunities to do so again. I either had to forget all about this or come to terms with it - why was I so horny and fulfilled by being treated like a whore, used like a cheap slut, laughed at by scruffy builders while they literally had their fill of me?

The truth? It turned me on like never before. I've said previously, my sex life hadn't been a complete write off up to that point but it wasn't amazing either. I had never been anywhere near the sexual bliss I had experienced that night and that morning. I'd have been much more comfortable being turned on by a nice, respectable guy from my own social circle who could supply me with good sex, as well as being an all-round decent, respectable man. Truth was though, it wasn't what did it for me. Rough sex with labourers did it seemed. Whatever I thought about it, it is what it is.

I found myself on porn sites of an evening watching gangbangs, threesomes, whore and slut clips. I also began reading slut/humiliation stories daily, wishing I was the slut, being disgusted some times by the extreme stories but also very turned on and dizzy with lust. 

I played with myself every night dreaming erotically of taking everything Lee and Carl could give me, sucking their big cocks, riding them hard while they slapped my arse, taking it in turns fucking my arse hard, tying me up and using me every way they wanted. I seemed to spend the whole week wet, horny and light headed from the dirty thoughts. 

Each night I went to bed I would recall the delicious image of Carl, or Lee, or both, completely naked, their thick pulsing cocks sticking out at an erotically obscene angle, waiting for me to service them, taking whatever they wanted from me. At least twice that week, I had to bring myself to orgasm in the middle of the night. I was a mess of juiced up eroticism.

Then, on the next Monday, something unexpected happened, or rather didn't happen. No text! It was only then I realised the morning text had quickly become the highlight of my day despite my mock disgust at their contents. I checked my phone 50 times or more that day, I checked the SIM card, no message! My heart sank, they'd got bored, it was all just a playful game to them. This notion seemed confirmed to me by no text on Tuesday or Wednesday either. Maybe they'd given up. I hadn't sent any texts back....maybe I should have replied, maybe I should send them one? Just to make sure they were OK of course. I did. I just said, "No text anymore? Did you get bored?" and immediately regretted it. Why did I encourage them? 

I didn't have to wait long for a reply, a text flashed back within a few minutes, "Just testing slut, you've proved you want more, we knew you would but needed you to prove it. Now tell us what you want and you can have it." I took a sharp breath, they were making me ask them for it, maybe beg them to be fucked, just like they did for the humiliating 'dick dash' thing they had me do. Did they know what I'd been thinking about constantly the last few days, or were they just chancing their arm hoping I would give it up to them? 

I didn't know what to reply. I decided on not doing so at all, then felt I had to, wanted to. I settled on, "Same again, maybe?" and waited. A quick reply indicated that that didn't seem enough, "Not good enough slut. You have one more text left to convince us to bother with you again. Make it good, or were done. Tell us exactly what you want from us". I was in a panic, they were making me beg. I didn't want to but that erotic thrill of humiliation and the need that I didn't even understand yet took over. I started the text that they still have today and that they show me regularly and have even made me repeat back to them:

"I want you both to fuck me, over and over, I want to suck your cocks as often as you want, I want you to use me, call me a slut, take me over and over, fill me full of cock, make me your whore. Please."

I clicked 'send' rapidly so I didn't have time to change my mind and then winced in shame and self-loathing at what I'd just sent. What the hell was I doing? Yet, how turned on do I feel right now! What is happening to me!? My face beetroot red with boiling hot shame as I imagined them reading that text. I pictured them laughing when they'd read it, probably even sharing the text with the other guys on their site, a badge of honour that they had a willing slut ready to be used by them. As much as I hated all these thoughts, I regretted being in the office as I felt an overwhelming urge to reach up my skirt for my pussy again. It was throbbing between my legs.

The phone binged noisily on my office desk. I scooped it up quickly. The response took my breath away, "Much better you dirty slut. Stay like that and we can have some fun. Be at the flat, 7pm Friday. Wear something sexy - black, seamed stockings, heels. You'll be staying over and were gonna fuck you as often as we want and how we want. You're the whore to be told what to do. Oh and as we won't be going out, bring some beers and pizza!"

Reading the text almost made me come instantly in my office chair, a delicious blend of abuse and humiliation and the offer of a lot of sex, even the cockiness to get me to bring them food and beer for the pleasure of letting them fuck me. Was I being charged for their services now? I should have been outraged and offended. On one level of course I was but I was overcome with humiliation and horny lust and those baser emotions were increasingly taking over.

My moral panic kicked in at first. Of course I'm not going, how could I? Time to forget this stuff, it's not for you, it's just a reaction to your staid and settled life, a silly whim, a fantasy that you were lucky enough to live for one night and one day, an early mid-life crisis perhaps. But all the while I was thinking all of that I also knew exactly where I'd be at 7pm on Friday - exactly where I was told to be, wearing exactly what they told me, ready to do exactly what they demanded of me, their own personal cock sucking slut.

The morning of the Friday arrived. I went to work but could not concentrate. I was horny and my knickers felt damp in my lust. People were phoning me, meeting me and asking me usual work stuff and all I could think about was the big bulging cocks of my two new favourite guys and me being putty in their hands, ready to give myself to them fully.

I left work early, went home and ran a bath. The warm water and my soapy hands rubbing my body sent me into sensual overload. I lifted my right leg so it was hanging outside the bath so my soapy hands could get at my clit while the other was teasing my breasts, my nipples hardening against my fingers. My eyes closed, I started imagining what was likely to happen, the builders stripped, sweaty and muscular, making me service them, taking me roughly in turns, together, in my mouth, in my pussy, yikes, even in my arse. I was going to give it all up for them, I wanted them to use and abuse me and give me everything they had. Within minutes, I was writhing in pleasure, my own fingers bringing me to a splashing orgasm, some of the water being thrown out the bath with my ecstasy. I knew it wouldn't be my last of the day.

I still couldn't say however that I knew for definite I was going to go. It's one thing to have a spontaneous fuck with two guys in the accidental, random manner as happened two weeks ago, quite another to go there, dressed like a slut, openly offering my holes to these guys.

Once I knocked on that door there could be no pretence whatsoever that I was going there to be fucked, I could pretend to myself or to them that that experience a few days ago was just an interesting random occurrence as a result of too many drinks and some random events. This was planned, conscious and very deliberate.

The doubt continued all afternoon and evening. As I dried myself from my bath, as I shaved my well pleasured pussy, as I put on my makeup and slipped on the required black seamed stockings. I looked in the mirror as I slid them on. "Looking every inch the whore there girl," I said to myself. 

I grimaced as I chose the sexiest black lace underwear I had to match my stockings and tried to think whether the guys would want me in just hold ups or should I wear the full basque and suspenders job? I settled on hold ups but just the thought process again made me realise here I was dressing deliberately to try and please two rough house builders. I had chosen the hold ups as the other gear would be too fiddly for them to get off me! 

Nervously phoning a taxi, nearly cancelling it twice, having to forcibly stand up, get to my feet and leave my house and get in the cab when it arrived. I was a total mess of nerves and doubts, only my lust and desire for what I would get in the flat keeping me moving towards them.

I'd also thought of my job and my social standing. My thoughts swirling around - Can I be sure none of my friends and colleagues would find out? Imagine what my closest friends Sharon or Rose would think if they could see me now, in black stocking and lace knickers, about to visit two rough builders to offer them up my pussy. It was so incongruous with my usual life that I felt certain they'd disown me. Better that actually than having to look at them ever again if they knew. 

My job too. I was a business executive, a senior business executive. For reasons I won't go into, I didn't need to work financially but my job and my career were crucial to who I was. If anyone in work found out, I could be ruined career wise. I used these to provide myself with a final chance to back out and just tell the taxi driver to take me back. I didn't.

So, here I was, knocking lightly on the door of the flat I'd been in only two weeks ago getting my brains fucked out. I was light headed with nerves, shame, desire, lust and god only knows what else. I felt turned on already, my nipples rubbing against the thin material of my lace bra, my pussy already damp and moist. I'd deliberately wore few clothes, my lace underwear being hidden only by an above the knee skirt and flimsy vest top, a long coat protecting my modesty for the journey.

No answer for a few seconds from the door. Still time to leave, they didn't hear me, let's just leave girl....

The door opened wide, quickly almost like being 'busted open' from the inside. It was dimly lit inside and I had to squint my eyes to see what was in front of me. It was Lee at the door. He grabbed my arm, pulled me inside forcibly and took the pizza and beers off me. He hadn't let me even recover my balance before pulling off my coat. 

I vaguely saw him pass the beer to Carl who was close behind him. He wasted no time, my vest top and my skirt were stripped from me urgently as he pushed me onto the floor.. They'd clearly planned an ambush on me!

Lee unzipped his pants, and practically threw his cock into my mouth. I was moaning in fear, muffled by the stiffening cock now being pushed roughly into me. I got into rhythm with his thrust. It's a test I thought, he's seeing how much I can take. Aroused by two weeks of slut fantasies and self-induced orgasms, I was determined to see where this was going to go -- "well come on, shove it down my fucking throat you bastard," I thought. 

He realised I'd recovered my composure, I wrapped both my hands around his arse, feeling his firm buttocks with some pleasure and managed to slow him slightly so his dick went in and out my mouth more rhythmically. I could feel him relax in my mouth and his body release tension as my lips and tongue went to work on his shaft. He let me do this as the more rhythmical sucking of my mouth no doubt felt better for him than the struggle we started with as I'd got in.

I continued my work wondering if I'd actually be allowed into the flat. I was still in the small hallway by the front door! In all my speculation in my mind as to what would happen, sucking dick before I'd got into the flat proper didn't figure in my thoughts. My jaw was already aching, my stockinged knees sore -- I guess both of those are occupational hazards for a whore, I just expected at least to have been shepherded into the flat before it had started. I do remember laughing inwardly -- what was I expecting exactly, a bouquet of flowers before they romanced and seduced me into bed?

Carl made his first appearance. As seemed usual for these two, his erect cock was hanging lewdly out his boxers. He looked at me in wide eyed wonder sucking his mate's dick so enthusiastically, his own dick swinging hypnotically towards me. I could see him taking in a full view of me. Dressed now in only my stockings, heels, lace bra and knickers, Carl moved in close and I reached immediately for his stiff erection. He pulled it away. 

He joined me on the floor for a minute and, my main concentration still on the cock in my mouth, he quickly, roughly, removed my bra and pants. I felt the room spinning as I felt that touch they both had. It was rough, insistent, their fingers pulling my nipples, mashing my tits and then fingers pulling my pussy lips apart and ramming them into my willing slit. It was the rough kind of touch that says I'm doing this for my benefit, not to please you, I want to pull your nipples, I want to finger your cunt, your pleasure is irrelevant, this is for me.

My desire to please and be used washed over me, I wanted to show them that over the last two weeks I had learnt how to be a submissive whore. Carl had stood up again. I leaned across Lee and grabbed Carl's cock. I began tugging on it with my left hand as I continued to suck on the other.

What a sight I must have looked. I'd been in their flat for maybe only ten minutes and I was already overcome with lust, cock in my mouth, another in my hand! I felt determined that after having the courage to come here I was going to get what I wanted. I think I knew by now what it was I wanted. Whoredom, I wanted to be used by these fucking arseholes, treated like a cock sucking whore, made to jump whenever they told me, pleasure them in any way they wanted. These thoughts flapping around my head while I serviced two big dicks were however, brought to a shuddering halt.

"Jesus lads, what a dirty tramp, you really weren't kidding were you!?" 

The whole world seemed to stop for me. There was someone else in the flat, another woman! 

I practically spat the cock out my mouth and sprang onto my feet. This was too much, wasn't it bad enough that I'd made a complete slut of myself for these two bastards, now I had an audience too!?

Standing tall, fresh faced, piercing green eyes and straight blonde bobbed hair, dressed in a smart skirt and blouse combo and expensive heels, she leered at me, her eyes wide and full of wonder, her arms vertically out teapot style, seemingly delighted at having witnessed my performance thus far. She moved her head slightly to meet my gaze and looked quizzically at me. I thought she was stunningly beautiful. The radiance in her face and her eyes disarmed me completely, my shock and anger gone instantly, taken over by intrigue.

Turning to Carl, still highly amused she said, "It's cold out here and it doesn't seem as though your friend is wearing too many clothes, bring her in!" She grinned almost mockingly at me, gesturing to us all to move into the flat.

My head in a whirl, my initial lust dissipated for now, I looked questioningly from Lee to Carl who seemed to go along with this as they pushed me into the flat, the scene of most of my previous cock sucking antics. Obviously, this had also been part of the plan in some way.

"So, I'm Kirsty...and you it seems, are a dirty, cocksucking tramp!" she grinned, her wide, beautiful eyes burning into mine. "To explain a little, I'm Lee's ex, we only split up two weeks ago. I haven't even had time to move out properly yet. I've decided he's not good enough for me, seems plenty good enough for you though. I broke up with him because I overheard him talking to someone about a posh tart he'd banged while I was away. As we both now know, you're the posh tart. Lee and I did a deal, bring her here and I will watch you being a dirty tramp for them and maybe have some fun myself. The deal is that if he does that, I won't cut his balls off!" 

The three of them chuckled. I guessed the bit about her splitting up with him was probably true, but she was obviously joking about the threat. They were just teasing and neither Kirsty nor Lee seemed too pained by their recent split. I didn't know at the time whether the story was true or whether this was some pretext for some sort of orgy but she did feel comfortable in her surroundings, this definitely was also her flat.

Kirsty continued, "I didn't quite believe him when he told me all about you and what you did. I have no idea what you want from these tossers but here you are, in our flat, tits out, no panties, sucking cock before your even in the flat...and you've even brought them pizza and beer!" She snorted, stooping low and clapping her hands in delight as my face burned with embarrassment. She was evidently excited and delighted that she'd acquired a toy to play with and games to play.

"Anyway, I'm interested in this, I'm going to watch," she said, settling herself down on one of the sofas, folding her legs underneath herself. She patted her skirt down neatly over her legs and helped herself to a slice of pizza as if she was settling down to watch a film, a porn flick obviously!

"On your knees again slut and open your legs wide. Lee, I want you to lie on the floor and suck her cunt, it's the only thing you were ever good for! Carl, cock in her mouth again if you don't mind. Come on people, let's get this show on the road!" she shouted, clapping her hands in mock excitement. All three of them in hysterics at her mock film director tones. 

The guys were going along with this I presumed just because it was a funny game to them and they still got to fuck me any way they wanted (or perhaps it seemed, anyway she wanted!) Perhaps they also harboured hopes that she would enjoy the show and join in, perhaps everything was all planned, at that point, I had no idea what was going on.

I stared at her initially. To be honest, I was spellbound and captivated. I'd never even considered being a slut to another woman but it seemed so right to me somehow. As I mentioned in a previous chapter, I am bisexual although I hadn't had much experience with other women at that time. I have now!




Builders Slut Ch. 03



Her voice and demeanour screamed at me for obedience. She glared at me as if to say, "What you waiting for slut?" She gestured towards the floor, Lee was already lying in position, waiting for his close personal appointment with my cunt. I was obviously expected to present my cunt for Lee to suck. There was a little tension from the three. I guess none of them knew for certain how I would react to this weird development. 

I was ahead of them. I didn't even think twice. I stepped over to him and straddled him, planting my knees either side of his face and lowering myself onto him. Looking across at Kirsty, her eyes wide, she stared at what I was doing, her mouth open wide as if she couldn't quite believe I was going along with it all, but thrilled that I was.

Almost as soon as I'd planted my knees either side of Lee's face, I felt the electric jolt of his tongue on my clit, his rough hands pulling my pussy lips apart without ceremony, his tongue swirling on my clit, his fingers ploughing into me quickly. As I started to descend into ecstasy, Carl moved in front of me. That image, now burned onto my mind, of him zoning in on me, his face concentrated, me the prey, the willing whore to suck his dick. 

He gripped his cock firmly, I watched intently as he moved toward me, moving his foreskin back and forward across that thick meaty pole, his balls sloshing underneath as he walked, me struggling in excitement being tongued and licked below. He was about to demand my mouth when Kirsty barked at him, "Let me see!" her hands gesturing for him to stand to one side to my left to give her a clear view of him using my mouth. He did so, offering up his cock to me by waving it in my face and slapping my lips with it, running the shaft horizontally across my lips, whilst providing her with an unobstructed view. 

"You're up again cock sucker, time to get to work, choke on it!" she roared in amusement. I obeyed almost mesmerically. Taking his shaft in my hand straight away, I opened my mouth wide in lust. I wanted him in my mouth. I took him in and sucked lustily, my lips stretched wide across his thick pole, my hand rhythmically pulling his foreskin back and forward as I stretched my tongue and mouth all across the head of his dick.

I pushed my mouth down hard but steady as I felt his huge cock head press against my throat. I heard him groan appreciatively as he felt his dick push into my throat as I gagged on it, his fingers tensing in my hair as he gripped me. I was in heaven. Even on my knees, I was unsteady, Lee was finger fucking me with three, or was it four fingers, his thumb roughly squeezing my engorged clit. 

As we continued in this bizarre position, I began moaning frantically but not being able to scream as Carl was intent on keeping my mouth full. My mouth was so full at times that my nose was pressed against his six pack of a stomach. I barely had time to imagine that cock, like a lead pipe slammed down my throat. My knees gave way in pleasure so that Lee had to prop me up from below with his hands beneath me. 

I was gone, I was coming, God, I was coming - my pussy exploded into a liquid mess as an orgasm shattered across my body, my whole being shaking in bliss, I imagined that I'd just discharged a few pints of come over Lee. The cock in my mouth never left me as my body convulsed, in fact, Carl steadied my head with both hands to ensure I didn't stop. This was a recurring theme with these three -- they just ignored my orgasms and pleasure, like it was just an irrelevant by-product. They never tried to stop me coming, they just never showed any interest in it!

I couldn't see, but I really did expect Lee to be completely covered in my juice. Soon, I was covered in Carls. "Ah suck it you fuckin' bitch, suck it, drain my balls dry!" he cried. I didn't need telling, besides, I wasn't so much sucking anymore as taking. Carl was fucking my mouth, I was just trying to breathe. His pace got frantic, he almost pushed me over with the force, his cock making disgusting squelchy noises in my mouth and throat. He then pulled right out, his cock glistening with my spit. 

I barely had time to look at it before a thick jet of spunk smacked against my forehead and in my hair. He seemed to cum buckets. I had it over my hair, my cheek and my nose in seconds. Just to amuse him I think, he rubbed his spewing cock head all over my lips, my chin and my cheeks and then against my nose and hair until I was nicely glazed in his sperm before I dutifully offered my mouth again, he thrust back in and I set about willingly licking all the spunk from his cock, the salty taste unpleasant to me but one I was becoming very accustomed to it.

I wanted to fall to the ground in satisfaction and rest. I was physically quite fit but mentally I already felt spent but I had no chance of rest. Kirsty had obviously enjoyed the show immensely. She caught my eye and hooked her finger at me to indicate I was required to go towards her. 

What was she? 25? Yet here she was ordering me around. Me, a 35 year old supposedly sensible, mature, professional woman being ordered around by a young strip of a girl. I obeyed instantly. I'll be honest, not once since I'd first set eyes on her, had I even considered not doing exactly what she told me. I'd gone there fully intending to do whatever two rough arse builders told me, now my devotion had seemingly switched to this gorgeously intriguing, feminine girl I knew little about.

Kirsty patted her knee and lifted her skirt just a little, so, I realised, I could prop my head on her knee without getting sperm on her clothes; a gesture more fitting to permitting a dog to leap on your lap. The skirt was expensive. I thought at the time that she had been for a job interview or perhaps was just home from her office job. 

As I did as she demanded, she scooped a glob of come off my forehead with the long nail of her index finger and offered it to my lips. Like some sort of pet dog, I sucked her fingernail dry. She smiled in approval, inspecting it presumably to check for no sperm. Her eyes twinkled mischievously, she was thinking about what she wanted to see, safe in the knowledge that the guys were playing along for the fun of it and I was....well, I was a whore ready to do her bidding.

"Right...Lee. You've had no fun of your own yet apart from eating the whore's pussy and an unfinished blow job. Fuck her. Now, from behind." She and I stared at each other as she gave the order. I could see she was fascinated by me, trying to read my mind for the effect her words had on me, fascinated by seeing if I was going to go along with all of this and already starting to realise that I was.

Only maybe 5 seconds later I felt his cock press hard at my wet slit, a rough hand making some attempt at pulling my pussy lips aside. I screamed, part pleasure, part pain, as he gave no thought of easing his way up inside me, he just threw it up me, my head being jolted forward across Kirsty's lap. She didn't seem happy at that and made sure I was pushed back where she wanted me. Facing me directly, allowing her to see my expression as I took my shafting.

Lee wasted no time, he fucked me like a dog, my whole body being jolted forward with each stroke, the fuck noisy from the sloppy sounds of my cunt stretching across his cock and my bum flesh slapping against him as he took me, his hands running up and down my legs, stroking my stockings. Sometimes his hands gripped my shoulders to give him extra leverage, sometimes pulling on my hair like he was riding a horse.

I took it all, my main pleasure coming from watching Kirsty's fascination as she watched me getting such a rutting, hard fuck. Her face was one of amused sympathy and excitement for me as if to say, "Rather you than me girl, taking that sort of pounding." She stroked and toyed with my hair as Lee took me hard but throughout his fucking of me, Kirsty and I had locked sight on to each other, staring, almost searching each other out. It was as if she was trying to work out why I was doing this and what I was and me, trying to work out why I had immediately allowed myself to do her bidding and what she wanted from this.

I continued to take the hard cock deep in my cunt, it was driving me wild as I concentrated on the feeling inside me, my pussy being split open, yielding to that rock hard tool being forced inside it.

"Turn her over hon," Kirsty said to Lee, as I saw her lift herself off the couch and hitch her skirt up. I just had time to notice she had a pair of regulation white knickers and flesh coloured tights on. I did think she was going to make me lick her pussy, that's what I hoped in that instant. 

Instead she sat up on the couch and as Lee pulled his cock out with a disgusting 'plop', I was also sat on the sofa in front of her, between her outstretched legs, my back to her. I felt her hands lifting my legs up and apart. Both guys took a good look, one cock hard and angry, eager to resume its place inside me, the other flaccid from using my mouth earlier but I guess ready to spring into action again soon. My pussy was wide open and on display, my stockinged legs stretched obscenely apart like a men's mag posing girl. Lee moved back in to claim his prize again, gripping his cock tightly.

"Come on stud," Kirsty said encouragingly to him, "Fill her up, slam that hole! She wants a good, hard fucking, tell him you want a hard fucking slut" I couldn't speak at all so for once, I didn't obey but he didn't need to be asked twice. He kneeled between my legs and I looked down in lust and excitement as he fed his rod back up inside me. 

As he penetrated me deeply in one urgent thrust, he pushed my legs back towards me and against his chest and shoulders, my feet now high in the air. Kirsty removed her hands from my legs and began mashing my breasts, and teasing my nipples. I remember thinking how rough she was for a woman, I guess she was just giving me the treatment I wanted, in keeping with the rough way I was being taken.

Lee's thrusts continued. Kirsty was teasing the hell out of my nipples and boobs, I was helpless between them, taking it, my body being shunted into Kirsty in time with Lee's thrusts - probably one of the effects she was aiming for. Lee's pace got quicker. We all knew he was close. I knew I was close again, I felt my back lock in place, squeezing against Kirsty. I shuddered to an orgasm again as Lee's cock pistoned inside me in time with Kirsty pulling firmly on my hardened nipples, my breath completely taken away from me as I screamed loudly in pleasure. I wasn't given any time to allow my orgasm to subside. I assume Lee must have noticed my pussy contract and throb around his shaft, no-one acknowledged it and he didn't stop his rutting of me at all.

"Turn her back over, fill her up from behind. I want to watch her as you fill her cunt" Kirsty shouted at him urgently. At first I didn't think he would, he continued the hard hump for two more strokes but then on the 'out-swing' be pulled out completely. 

I groaned at the withdrawal of his cock but didn't have time to think. Kirsty had slid down the couch again, Lee had roughly flipped me right over back onto my knees and in less than a few seconds, had buried his cock back in me to the hilt. I was back to my original position, on my knees, between Kirsty's legs with a stiff pole slamming in and out of me.

At that pace he was fucking me, no guy could last too long. I just held on until my slippery pussy did its required job and milked his dick. Soon enough, I felt his hands grip my shoulders tightly as he thrust deep into me once more, groaning loudly. Kirsty lent forward and stroked my face like a pet dog, "Come on slut, I think he's ready, take his spunk, take it all like the whore you are". She said it not in a nasty aggressive way, but in a curiouslly encouraging, kind way. I felt his cock, balls-deep inside me, his torso pressed hard against my bum as he locked me in position and I groaned myself as I felt his cock convulse and spurt as his goo flooded me. He stayed inside me a while, seemingly trying to squeeze every last drop of come into me, groaning loudly in pleasure as he unloaded his balls in me. What seemed like an age later, he forcibly withdrew his cock, my pussy suddenly feeling very empty.

Kirsty beamed me a bright smile. "End of round one!" she announced. I noticed her breathing was a little ragged and her face flushed, clearly turned on herself. Looking at me intently, she touched my arm," go and get yourself cleaned up hunni, we've a lot to get through. Be a love and sort us all some drinks out on your way back. Then we'll have the guys fuck you some more,"

Almost on auto pilot I got to my feet, "Yes Miss." I said as I sloped off to the bathroom, Lee giving my bare arse a swat on the way past. Kirsty a wide eyed broad smile. The significance of me calling her Miss not lost on her. I think she knew then she'd found more than she'd bargained for. I actually don't know why I called her 'Miss' -- perhaps too much time spent reading slut stories on Literotica. I certainly had no desire to call Lee or Carl 'Sir' and they never demonstrated any interest in me doing so. It was just something that came out, I was fascinated by her and from nowhere, my fantasies all of a sudden seemed to revolve about doing her bidding. A desire made all the more appealing by the fact she was so much younger than me -- a little humiliating? Yes, Oh yes, yes, yes it was!

The emotions in me at this point were too complex for my basic writing skills to explain adequately. I was utterly turned on. I'd never done anything so erotic. I wanted all three of the others to see me being submissive to them, I wanted humiliation, I wanted them to laugh at me while I was being used. I wanted the power games in the room to be the three of them in control, with me being just the hired whore to be used.

They were in control, superior, I was the slut. I wanted to be the whore that serviced cocks and serviced Kirsty's pussy. I wanted them all to see me as a fuck toy, to be used whenever they felt the urge. Not politely requested but taken and used.

Kirsty's presence there had ramped that up another level and put a complete twist on what I had expected to happen. Several times whilst being fucked leaning on her knee, I wanted her to lift her skirt right up and make me eat her pussy. I wanted the guys to see my submission to her and revel in it, to powerfully demonstrate that she was the alpha female in charge- the boss of me. I really hoped she would once I'd dutifully sorted their drinks.



Builders Slut Ch. 04



Dressed in what was to become my usual 'builder's flat attire' of just a pair of seamed black stockings, my face now washed clean of sperm, I returned to the front room. I had dutifully fetched the drinks that they had asked for and I was now nervously waiting to see what would happen next. 

As I returned I remember thinking observationally that I was no longer even embarrassed by my lack of clothes and I no longer made any conscious attempt to cover my boobs or my pussy. It could even be said that I was quite happy to observe the guys in particular looking me all over hungrily. I felt like I was on a training course to be a submissive slut and these three were going to do the training. It felt only right that I was on display and available whenever they required me and I guess I didn't deserve or require modesty as I had willingly put myself in this situation. 

Not that the guys were wearing anything either for that matter I should add. Both were surreally sitting on the sofa naked just watching TV. Lee's legs were wide open, scratching his balls the way guys do. Both the guy's cocks were limp and flaccid, having already emptied their balls over and in me. We all collectively knew that it was not going to be for the last time that night.

Kirsty was sitting on the opposite couch, also watching TV but unlike the guys, still mostly clothed. As I came into the room, she motioned for me to join her on the couch. 

As I did, obviously not thinking she needed to ask, she reached over possessively and gently fondled my right boob, her fingers rubbing against my still hard nipples as she gazed into my eyes deeply. Even back then, after only just meeting her, she had an astonishing effect on my mind. As I gazed into her eyes I felt pure longing. Not a romantic longing, but the longing, gut-wrenching need to serve her. I wanted her to use and humiliate me in front of these guys and delight in and enjoy the power I had seemingly given her over me. I really have no idea why I wanted it, I just did, and I was to get my wish that night, and a hundred times over after that.

"Well my filthy little slut," she began warmly, her fingers tracing all over my body including my inner thighs and top of my pussy, "You've shown me everything I wanted to see. I can see you like taking orders, and taking anything I tell you to for that matter. I know it's what you want. I've had a chat to the guys a while ago and we have some brief rules for you to follow. I'll tell you what they are and if you agree you are to tell me so. Then I'm going to make you eat my cunt and the guys want your arse." She said this with her own inimitable style of warm 'matter-of-factness'. Written here, her language may come across as harsh and dominatrix like but it never is, she delivers her commands to me warmly and often with an encouraging smile, it's just that she leaves no room for debate and there is none. It helps me obey; she speaks to me not as a piece of useless rubbish but as someone who almost sympathises with my needs, understands I need to be used and does so, almost for my benefit as if it's something she wished she didn't have to do. It helps me feel that although dominant, she will look after me.

As she started this little filthy dialogue, I felt my breath taken from me by the excitement caused by her words. It was so much what I wanted. I waited for these rules feeling certain I would accept them. I wanted to taste her, I wanted the guys to bugger my arse because she said they were going to. 

Nervous? Yes, like hell; my stomach was a knot of nervous energy but I was also so completely turned on it almost hurt. Hardly having time to think, Kirsty stood straight up and quickly removed her skirt and rolled her tights down her legs, throwing them at me on the sofa. She removed her blouse and was standing there in just her bra and knickers. I looked admiringly at her lovely lithe, feminine body. Her skin is a beautiful glossy pale colour, her body tight and taut and athletic, her stomach flat and almost muscular but feminine in every way. She has a beautiful feminine elegance that reminded me there and then why I was bisexual and admired the female form so much.

She saw my eyes scanning all over her body and probably observed the lust and longing in my eyes, she smiled subtly, almost shyly, in acknowledgement:

"When you agree to the rules you'll be on your knees in front of me doing it, just where you belong as my personal slut. We're going to give these two a demonstration of your submission to me so that we all know your place and you know mine as the dominant female," she said, flicking a thumb in the direction of the guys who were now watching in rapt attention. 

Although I couldn't see them clearly I just knew their cocks would be stirring again ready for me, enjoying this business woman's further debasement at the hands of this gorgeous young woman. I had no intention of stopping this, quite the contrary; I couldn't wait to demonstrate my submission. All this was happening so fast I just went with what I felt I wanted and I knew I wanted this.

She removed her bra, her gorgeous 34c breasts popping out erotically. A whistle and a chuckle from the guys confirmed they liked what they saw too. She ignored them. She wasn't getting naked for their benefit. She pointed to me to kneel, her languid eyes staring widely at me to ensure my compliance. I dropped to my knees, inches away from her crotch. She pulled my head into her while still wearing knickers as I breathed in her scent and already wished she had removed her panties. The subtext was that she would take off her knickers only when I had submitted to her. It wouldn't take long.

"The rules are simple my little slut," she said as she lent down to lift my face towards her eyes so we had direct eye contact, "You will be my personal slut whenever you're in my presence. I'm going to stay here for a few weeks after all so whilst I do whenever you're in this flat you will do whatever I tell you without question. The guys too; you're my slut but they found you so their reward is to have you whenever they want also although when were altogether like we are now, I'm in control. The guys are fine with this, why wouldn't they be!? Don't expect an easy time though, I'm demanding and I will expect total submission from you. If any of us call you and ask you to come here you will do so whenever we require. I know you work full time so I will take this into account most of the time as long as you remain obedient, which I'm sure you will.

If you agree to this we can discuss the finer points later but now, you are to tell me and the guys that you willingly accept this and you'll be my dutiful bitch ready to serve any of us as we wish. If you do not want this then stand up, get dressed and leave and we will forget all about this. If you agree as I feel sure you will, then your submission starts here. Oh, and you will refer to me as Miss at all times."

She stopped talking suddenly and I felt all eyes on me. I really didn't know what exactly I was expected to say; was there a script for submitting to a dominant younger mistress? I knew however that I wanted this badly, fantasised about it and I knew I was about to publically submit to her. I was determined to demonstrate to them all how much I wanted this so I used my usual plan of late and just said whatever came into my mind:

"Thank you Miss for giving me the opportunity to be your slut and your bitch. I graciously accept the offer, I will do anything you tell me without question, make me your bitch. Please allow me to pleasure your pussy and make me do anything you want for you, I want to serve you." I finished, looking up into her eyes hopefully, a blush of crimson heat warming my face in embarrassment at the almost pleading tone I'd just presented to a young girl as I graciously begged her to be her personal slut. As I said the last phrase about being her bitch and pleading for her pussy, she threw her head back and growled as if my words had deeply aroused her.

"Oh I'm going to enjoy you, you cheap, dirty little slut," she grinned widely, a cheeky glint in her eye seemingly demonstrating delight at her total and pathetically easy conquest of me. As she said this she slid her knickers down her legs and sat on the couch, opening her legs wide. This was done all in one graceful, languid movement. She wasn't wasting time confirming her victory.

"Get in between my legs now you little bitch, you're going to eat my cunt. You better be good at this, you're going to be doing it a lot from now on!" as she said it, I was treated to the erotic sight of her long fingernails sliding vertically up and down her inviting slit. I remember thinking how gorgeous her pussy looked. She was well groomed, a shaved pussy with just a small thatch of hair above it, a puffy clit that was just screaming at me to taste it, her fingers pushing the inviting, moist lips of her pink pussy open erotically.

I wasted no time now I knew my accepted place. I prised open her pussy with my hands and felt her whole body jolt sharply as I planted my tongue on her clit firmly. We were both turned on totally and this was no time for sensuality, I was going to eat her cunt until she came over my face. I felt her hands grabbing my hair pulling me into her so hard I could hardly breathe and tried my very best to lick her clit and slide my tongue between her pussy lips. I could taste her arousal, she was so wet already from the night's eroticism that a minute in I had that tinny, magnetic, salty taste of her juices pooling in my mouth and coating my lips. 

As I set to work, I dipped two fingers into her hole, she was so wet already. She had been turned on since I had got here and was ready for her come. Just as had happened with the guys and the cock sucking, I soon found myself doing little other than poking my tongue out stiffly while Kirsty grabbed my head and rubbed her pussy and clit all over my face with her pelvic thrusts, lifting her cunt up and down across my nose and lips. Her pace was frantic and my face was soaked quickly as she essentially used my tongue to bring herself off. She pulled my hair painfully and clamped her legs around my head holding me still as she screamed out in joy, a powerful orgasm wracking her body, her juices coating my face whilst I struggled to maintain my breathing. Almost clamped to her face, I felt her pussy throb on my tongue and a liquid burst of her excitement leak into my mouth.

I looked at her after it had subsided, her eyes were closed in bliss, her head and torso flat on the couch, her legs clamped over my head. Possibly to further demonstrate my submission to her, I used her passivity to run my tongue over her juiced up slit to clean her a little for a minute or two as her breathing returned slowly to normal, lapping at her pussy, clit and her thighs which had also got wet.

"Oh fellas!" she said to Lee and Carl who I now realised were close behind me, "she eats pussy just as good as she sucks cock, we're going to have lots of fun I reckon!" She looked down at me, still between her legs and ran her hands through my hair, her juices already starting to cool on my skin. "I could have you do that all day; I probably will one day, but now it's time to grease you up slutty girl. The guys look as though they're raring to go again and they're both having your arse now. You're gonna take them both in turn like the cheap whore you are, and I'm going to watch them."

Her eyes were gleaming full of life and sparky excitement and she was revelling in her self-designated role of director of ceremonies.

"OK guys, you know the rules, you've copped a good look at me but no touching, that is what the slut is here for." she said, looking at them sternly. "Now let's have one of you sitting on the sofa and one up her arse. Lee, do you fancy her arse first seen as you've never done anal before?" she winked at him teasingly as she said it. I just remained there, on all fours waiting to be fucked and for them to sort out the practicalities of my next debasement. As I waited, Kirsty got up and left the living room. Carl sat on the couch in front, his huge stiff erection bobbing in front of my face lewdly as he held it vertically up, playing with himself slowly and casually. 

I felt Lee's stiffy against my bum and he took my breath away instantly by thrusting it straight up my slippery cunt, filling my hole completely with one single thrust. He lazily and slowly drew it in and out as if he was just bored and thought that would be an interesting way to pass a few seconds before Kirsty returned. She did return and I heard a gentle slap behind me. I presume she playfully smacked Lee's bum or leg. The reason being she didn't want him inside me yet. 

"Pull your cock out of her quick draw!" she teased, "I thought you wanted her arse, we need to grease her up first." I gasped as his pole quickly left my cunt to be replaced immediately by Kirsty's hands on my bum hole as first, she pressed a finger up my arse, then squirted some cold baby oil over her hand and over my bum hole. This happened for a few minutes, while Lee also had a good look at what she was doing, almost as if he was learning how to grease my arse up properly for future reference.

"OK slut, whilst I finish this, take Lee's cock back in your mouth. You have about two minutes while I finish lubing you up so I suggest you get him as sloppy as you can so he slides up you nice and easy, it will be your problem if you don't do a good job!"

No sooner had she said this than Lee was at my side, his swollen prick waving in my face. I grabbed his meat in my hand. I love feeling it throb in my hand and I took him deeply in my mouth, swirling my tongue and my lips over and over his shaft, trying to generate as much saliva in my mouth as possible to coat every inch of his shaft. I knew Kirsty was right, his cock was big and without lots of lube, it would hurt like hell. I'd only had anal once before in my life. It was not something I enjoyed massively but I wasn't scared of it either but still the thought of a cock this big inside my arse was a little disconcerting! 

I sucked like a good whore should while enjoying the sensations of Kirsty loosening up my bum hole, it felt as though she had two fingers up me and my arse hole felt quite stretched and pliant. With a slap of my arse cheek she announced to Lee I was ready, "Slut is ready for her first arse fuck of the night. Start off gently please, I don't want you hurting her!" I smiled nervously to myself. She is making sure I am used thoroughly by the guys and that I get the treatment I was promised but she's still looking after me I thought appreciatively. What a nice Miss she will be, not that I've any experience of any others!

Lee and Kirsty swapped positions. I felt Lee's hand quickly press my bum cheeks apart. Showing his usual lack of nicety, I had to take a sharp intake of breath and felt sweat on my brow with the nervous energy as I felt the head of his cock pressing for entry against my unguarded arse hole. At least he was a little gentler than normal but not much, his technique involved pulling my arse cheeks open as wide as possible and pushing gently but persistently until I started to feel the head of his cock burrowing up my arse. My bum stung like hell at first and I could hardly breathe but I heard Kirsty cheer and clap enthusiastically as she was now witnessing most of Lee's cock disappear up my back passage. 

A minute later and he was all the way up. He held the pose for a few seconds as I felt his dangly balls hang over my pussy, his hands reaching around to maul my dangling tits as he enjoyed the sensation of his cock stretching my tight arse. I knew this was something I was going to have to get very used to and let's just say that as I write this here and now my arse is nowhere near as tight now as it was that time Lee first fucked it.

Carl's cock was still waving in my face. Now he ordered me not to suck it as I motioned to do, but to lick along the shaft and as I did he lifted his hips slightly and pulled his cock into his chest so I could see his big dangling ball sack. I knew my place well enough by now and got to work sucking a ball at a time into my mouth and licking the sack, feeling his balls swirl around my tongue inside their prison as I did so. Carl released his cock so his shaft slapped my face lightly and it fell heavily against my face. Lee was admittedly giving my arse a delicious seeing too, fucking me slowly and deliberately while Carl obviously wanted the pleasure of my mouth without putting himself in any danger of coming. He was next in my slutty arse once his mate had finished with it. 

Kirsty was standing next to me her hands on my back and occasionally mashing my tits that were dangling obscenely down from my position on all fours. I realised then how much of a voyeur Kirsty was, standing there for a good view of where the guy's cocks were going. Most of her enjoyment of these events seemed to be from watching the guys take me roughly and watching my expressions of pleasure, pain, bliss, whatever it was, she was fascinated by it. Quite often during the hard core sex I got from the guys, she was very quiet, watching in fascination, I only knew she was there sometimes because of her ragged breathing from her voyeur excitement but she never showed much inclination to take the guys herself. As I would learn later she loved sex with men herself so it did surprise me that the sight of two handsome well-built builders with their cocks swinging in front of us never provoked her into fucking them herself. I guess she had past history with one of them which I didn't know the details of, just an idle thought as I was getting fucked....

The main source of eroticism for me in that moment was the conversation between Lee and Carl, conducted as if I wasn't there and as if I was just providing the holes that were giving them pleasure:

"Christ mate, her arse is so tight," Lee groaned as he built up momentum, his long shaft now sliding easily up my tight bum hole, "You can tell I'm one of the first up here."

"Well don't wear it out and don't come inside her, I don't want sloppy seconds," Carl quipped.

"Look at the slutty whore, cock up her arse and slurping on an another one, all after being plastered with another girl's come." Lee mocked, in between him taking my arse and any dignity I may have had left.

This continued for a little while until almost without noticing, Lee quickened his pace inside my arse. His taunting of me stopped as he obviously felt the tension in his balls preparing for release. He gripped my hips tightly, as he ripped my arse open, now thrusting forcefully. I had to stop pleasuring Carl to keep taking it, my tits felt like they were going to fly off somewhere as the rocked obscenely below me with his thrusts. My moans and groans corresponded with his grunts as he rutted me mercilessly, the other two enjoying the show of me being taken hard up my arse so willingly. I heard Kirsty egging him on, something like," Give her all you've got, let her have it," whilst her own breathing got more erratic as she was obviously turned on by the free porn show in front of her.

Let me have it he certainly did. Despite Carl's earlier request, Lee had no intention of pulling out. I felt his cock jerk and expand as he suddenly stopped his thrusting to deposit his cream deep in my bowels, a long cry of "Ohhhh fuck," escaping his lips as he pumped me full of his sperm once more. I gasped with a little twinge of pain as he pulled out soon after, feeling a glob of come seep out my arse and down my leg.

I had no time to recover at all. Carl jumped up, moved behind me and in just a few seconds of fumbling was also balls deep up my arse. Spurred on by watching his pal do me, he was not so considerate. He fucked my arse like a dog. Hard, relentless and mercilessly, he buggered me. I held on for dear life as he hammered into me, his balls thumping noisily against me, a loud squelch as his cock pistoned inside me, him groaning and muttering to himself under his breath. When not muttering he was shouting at me, calling me a dirty slut for letting this happen and telling me he was going to be inside my arse whenever he wanted from now on. Kirsty had moved around in front of me watching my face as I took everything Lee could hammer into me. She kissed me full on the lips. I'm not sure if it was to make me feel better or just because she just wanted to but it felt lovely and tender, a contrast to what was happening in my arse. 




Builders Slut Ch. 04



At that furious pace, Carl didn't last too long. Just as Lee did only five minutes earlier, his thrust stopped as he was balls deep in my arse. He had his strong arms pulling me into him by pressing my shoulders back as if he was trying to get every millimetre of his cock inside me. It felt as though he had succeeded. He shouted to me to take his come like the slut I am, as if I had any choice right then and I soon felt the second cock in five minutes unload in my arse. I actually felt his cock expand inside my arse as he shot his load, letting out a low groan as he did so. He seemed to come for about a minute and gave me a couple of gentler strokes on the way out before pulling his dick out of me. As he did, I felt totally exhausted and just fell to the ground on my back.

"Wow, you've been such a good slut. I think we should get you cleaned up. The night's not over yet but we can give you a quick break I think. Perhaps a nice warm shower is in order," Kirsty said as she lent over to kiss me, wiping the sweat from my brow and allowing me some recovery time.

I glanced up at her and nodded, scrambling to my feet as she took my hand and led me off to the shower. I felt so tired and sore that I struggled to walk in a straight line. I waddled over to the shower with her, my arse hole burning from the recent assault.

"Did you enjoy your arse fucking slut?" Kirsty asked.

"Yes...Miss, I did," I replied, still trying to get used to having to call her Miss.

"We're going to have a nice soapy shower together and then I'll let you know what else you have to do," she said warmly as we both stepped into the shower.

The shower was amazing. Kirsty attended to me. She ran a deliciously warm shower, soaped up her hands and ran them all over my body sensually. Her hands felt amazing on my boobs and she ensured she gave me sensual pleasure by paying particular attention to my nipples, back and neck. She nuzzled and kissed the small of my back, my neck, beneath my ears. She stood behind me and ran her hands over my bum, washing away all the spunk the guys had unloaded inside me. I was starting to get used to the lovely massage but then had to I gasp desperately as her fingers found my sopping pussy and her fingers pressed inside me. She pushed my legs apart with one of her legs so her fingers could get knuckle deep inside me. My head was spinning in pleasure and lust as I started bucking against her trying to bring myself off over her fingers which were rubbing my clit, sliding in and out of me and fondling my pussy and thighs.

"Do you want to come my little slut?" she said teasingly. "Tell your Miss how much you want to come. My fingers are inside your pussy....or rather my slut's pussy. Beg me." She said, almost whispering in my ear from behind me, he chin resting on my shoulder.

"Mmm...god...yes....please...Miss....please...I need to come...please finger my slutty pussy...Oh God.....yes....please....." was about all I could muster, I was almost limp in the shower needing release, I could barely remain on my feet I was so dizzy and disorientated with lust and pleasure.

"You can slut, but not right now." She said as she immediately withdrew her fingers. I almost sobbed in frustration at this sudden denial and my first instinct, being so close, was to finish the job with my own hand. Even before I could do this, Kirsty batted my hand away and although I couldn't see her, I could almost feel her expression of annoyance almost like a disapproving parent scolding a naughty child.

"Obedience at all times slut. You will not come if I do not wish it." I looked into her eyes and saw her stern expression. She handed me the soap and stepped under the water. I spent the next 25 minutes cleaning every inch of her body and washing her hair, my pussy throbbing, my belly a knot of frustration as I ached for release. She then had me kneeling in the shower, my tongue inside her warm cunt, teasing and licking her clit until she came again, her hands grabbing at my hair, her knees sinking in joy as most of the weight of her body pressed against me. I felt humiliated, not only being denied an orgasm but then being made to give her the pleasure of release I so craved.

I towelled us both off and Kirsty dressed herself in bra and knickers and a dressing gown. No clothes for me it seemed. She led me back into the front room. The guys were where they always were, naked, sitting on the couch drinking beer and watching TV. 

We sat there watching TV for about an hour until the programme was finished. When it did finish, Kirsty clapped her hands and informed us of what was going to happen next.

"Alright my little slut. We are going to play a game now. The guys and I have planned this in advance and they have agreed to the rules. You of course no longer have a choice. We have had a little bet between us as to who has the most stamina, Lee or Carl. They have both come twice already courtesy of you, you dirty little tramp and both have had a couple of hours to recover. You now have to get them both off as quickly as you can. Just for this game, they have to do whatever you tell them position wise and I will referee to make sure the guys don't cheat. The winner gets full use of you tomorrow until 12 O'Clock lunchtime when you're going to go home. The loser cannot touch you until you are back here next week. You can use whatever of your slutty holes you want on them, mouth, pussy or arse but you will probably have to do most of the work as the guys will try to resist coming for as long as they can.

I was somewhat taken aback by what Kirsty was asking, or rather telling me to do but I didn't have time to think of that. I saw her sit down in the armchair to observe and she started the stopwatch on her phone. The game was obviously designed to humiliate me again by making me act the wanton slut desperate for their spunk but hey, we all knew it was a role I could play willingly.

I hurried over to my first victim, Lee. Carl was no longer in the room. The game was obviously going to be two sets of one on one action. I didn't have much time to think of a plan, I just knew Lee liked rough sex, and I knew he appreciated dirty talk so my vague plan was to make him fuck me hard and give him some slut talk, let him see me begging for his cock and massage his ego just as much as his dick.

He was sitting on the couch, his cock limp and lifeless. I kneeled between his legs and gently squeezed everything I found between his legs, his flaccid cock and his balls together. I looked into his eyes:

"Come on stud, you've had your big dick in my mouth, my arse and my pussy already tonight but I want more. I need you to stuff me full of that cock again. I'm a dirty slut, I want this prick hard again so I can feel it in my mouth, in my cunt...fuck me like a tramp....come on...please. You know how much I need this big cock inside me." As I said it I maintained my eye contact with him for added sluttiness.

This worked a treat, quickly I could no longer fit my hand round his cock and balls as his cock was now stirring again. My hand now gripped the shaft, the gorgeous thick bulbous head staring at me again demanding attention. I wasted no time and dived in quickly, my tongue lapping the head of his cock, my lips stretching around his shaft as once again as I felt his cock start to reach my throat. I mixed it up a little, sucking him deeply and then licking lovingly across his shaft and underside of his cock, popping his balls into my mouth, licking them, slurping on them enthusiastically. 

I pushed him flat onto the couch. He complied without resistance as Kirsty promised he would.

"Mmm, I need this in my cunt, God I want it to fill me," I said. I knew this turned him on but I actually wasn't lying, I was being completely honest. I gripped the base of his cock and lowered my hungry pussy over it. I groaned loudly as I felt that familiar feeling of my pussy gratefully accepting the thick meat. I ground down against him as his cock was balls deep up inside me once more, feeling his thick shaft move around inside me, allowing him to feel my wetness leaking out over his shaft. For a minute or two, I basically just humped him. Lifting myself up until his cock almost fell out of me, before sliding enthusiastically back down on it so he filled me to the hilt. As I did this, I made sure I leant over fully so my tits and my nipples rubbed his face, every inch the wanton slut working him for the privilege of extracting his spunk. I swapped posture so that once I had treated him to a close up of my tits and nipples near his face, I then sat bolt upright on his prick, my head and thrown back so my boobs poked out, my fingers in my hair, giving him the full works as I rode him.

Soon after I felt he was getting closer. I jumped off his cock, told him how much I wanted to feel his hot come in my mouth and knelt between him again. I cupped his balls firmly massaging them and slammed my mouth down hard over his cock so that he filled my mouth. The sound of slurping and sucking filled the room as I impaled my mouth and throat rapidly on his cock, trying to imagine the scenes of the cock sucking slut from some of those porn clips I had watched and how she seemed desperate to taste his come as quickly as possible. My jaw ached from having to wrap my lips around his thick shaft.

Despite his best efforts he couldn't stop me from doing what I was doing and the sure sign of him surrendering to me was him holding the top of my head down firmly as he grunted loudly and his balls surrendered their juice to me as I felt his cock spew in my mouth. Remembering the rules I just made sure he came in my mouth and not down my throat and sure enough, I felt the familiar throb and jolt of his dick and my mouth fill with sticky fluid.

I quickly withdrew my mouth, collected the residual spunk on my tongue and opened my mouth wide in front of Kirsty to demonstrate my prize, being careful not to spill any out of my mouth:

"Good girl. That was 10 minutes 25 seconds. Swallow now please." She said business-like, looking at the white pool of jizz on my tongue.

I did greedily and waited for my next time trial. I was allowed to rest a few minutes before Carl was brought in and Lee left. I was encouraged to see he was already semi-hard, his cock bobbing hypnotically in front of him as he walked towards the couch. He went to sit down but I stopped him:

"Please remain standing Sir, I want to suck your big dick on my knees. I'm your slut and it's my rightful place. I will suck your lovely hard dick whenever you want Sir." I looked up at him to get full eye contact as I said it.

Both Carl and Kirsty were delighted with this and snorted their laughter. Again, I said this because I knew it would get his juices flowing but it turned me on so much to say it. It was no lie. It had the desired effect as I saw his cock jolt in excitement as he enjoyed the thrill of my submission to him. 

I slid on my knees across to him, grabbing his cock firmly and pulling his foreskin back and forward deliberately. With my hand continuing to slowly toss him off, I greedily swallowed the rest of his length, my head bobbing back and forward swiftly, my tongue lapping and swirling on the head of his cock. I took my hand away and sucked him off without my hands, starting with his cockhead and pushing down slowly but firmly until my nose was flat on his stomach, his entire length in my mouth and throat. I extended the position by pulling my hands behind my back so it was just my mouth bobbing erotically over his long thick shaft and my tits jutting out boldly.

I then reached back around and fondled his balls and had an idea. I'd never done it before but I was fondling his arse pushing his cock into me so I decided so slide a finger up his arse. I had to press hard against his bum hole and was careful not to hurt him with my long finger nails. He almost shouted at me in pleasure as he realised what I was going to do and he called me a dirty bitch as my entire finger was now lodged in his arse, his cock down my throat.

I was intending to ride him as I did with Carl but this was working well enough. I felt his cock so hard in my mouth. I paused only to egg him on by urging him to fill my mouth with jizz. He started thrusting into me, my finger still in his hole fucking him in and out, in and out, my other fingers massaging between his balls and arse. He knew he was cornered and could no longer stop himself and he did the work for me eventually by fucking my mouth rhythmically. 

As I had turned him on so much, he was getting his revenge by stuffing my mouth forcefully full of cock. With a loud groan, the bastard pulled his cock out of my mouth and sprayed it all over my face. There wasn't a lot of goo as he'd already deposited most of his come over me that night but a glob landed below my eye and another by my nose. I made sure I got any other come by taking his dick back in my mouth and milking it. I scooped the two globs into my mouth with my fingers and collated it on my tongue to present to Kirsty.

As I did, she confirmed the time was 8 minutes 45 seconds. Lee returned and was announced as the winner and I was to be his prize tomorrow morning. "OK guys. We all agree that our little slut has been so obliging tonight and I'm sure Lee will enjoy her all over again tomorrow. I think it's time we rewarded our whore now though," Kirsty said with a devilish grin.

She moved me over to the dining table and I was pulled up onto the table onto me back, all three of them surrounding me. None of them said anything but my legs were pushed wide open. Carl moved towards me. My first instinct was I was to suck his cock so I started to raise my head to take him. He pushed me gently back down however and leaned into me and kissed me fully on the lips, his tongue dartingly deliciously into my mouth, his hands caressing my hair. As this was happening, I felt Lee's tongue and lips on my nipples, his hands stroking my tummy and thighs. 

This felt amazing but nowhere near as amazing as what happened next. I felt long hair between my thighs and I groaned loudly as I felt Kirsty's hands and tongue lap erotically at my pussy. I was in sensory overload. I couldn't move being held in place by the three of them pleasuring every area of my body. They were relentless until, obviously at some signal, they stopped. I groaned in frustration as I thought I was being denied orgasm once again but the three of them just got up and swapped places. Carl between my legs, Lee sucking and licking my tits, Kirsty kissing me tenderly, allowing me to taste my own pussy on her lips and tongue as she stroked my hair tenderly and covered me with gentle kisses.

This continued again for another few blissful minutes. I felt close to coming. My legs felt like jelly, my head swimming in dizzy lust. I was frustrated again as I thought they were swapping places. This time though, the guys stood to one side and watched. Kirsty resumed her place in between my legs. Before resuming her delicious work she said to me:

"This is your moment slut. The guys are going to watch me get you off with my tongue buried in your cunt. Whenever you feel you want to, come for me, come for us, we want to see our slut come for us all."

I almost came there and then just at those words but now it was me who wanted to wait, just a little longer. I wanted to feel Kirsty's tongue inside me. I didn't have long to wait. She opened up my pussy quickly and urgently and I felt my body jolt in electric pleasure as her tongue quickly found my clit, her fingers rapidly in and out of my slit, the juice from my souped-up pussy pouring down my legs. When I opened my eyes, I saw the guys watching me grinning, appreciating the sight of me writhing uncontrollably on the table, getting a good look at Kirsty fingering and licking me. I expect they couldn't believe their luck!

Then it happened. I wanted that feeling to last forever but I couldn't hold on. I exploded in sheer ecstasy. The most intense orgasm of my life ripped through my whole body sending liquid joy through ever nerve ending of my body. I would have screamed loudly if I could have. Instead I actually sobbed at the power of it. I was like this for what seemed like an eternity, I lost all consciousness of where I was for those blissful seconds. When I did come back down, I slumped on the table, my body spent and drained. I felt fulfilled and happy like never before, my orgasm the conclusion of hours of submissive pleasure that I had given to the other three.

I was allowed to remain like that for a while before Lee reminded me that I was his prize for the next day. It seemed I was to sleep with him in bed that night so off we went. I had to make a conscious effort to walk properly in a straight line so drained I was and I don't even remember trying to get to sleep, I was away as soon as my head hit the bed.

I was awoken the next day by something being pressed onto my cheeks. I thought it was Lee's hand waking me up but on waking more fully I realise it was his very stiff cock which he was sliding vertically across my mouth. I heard the instruction 'Suck'. Still bleary eyed, I opened my mouth and the cock obligingly filled my mouth, prodding against the inside of my cheek. He prodded his cock into me for a few seconds before pulling it out. It was obviously just a little, subtle wake up call?

"Morning Slut," he said, "I have a little morning glory for you to take care of." 

Recovering my senses, I saw he had now sat up in bed and was checking his mobile phone. I looked down at his crotch where his eyes were guiding me and saw that gorgeous stiff prick lying vertically across his belly, the head reaching up almost to his belly button.

"Want to suck my cock slut?" he said.

"Yes I do." I said honestly but also a little ashamedly, I'd only just woken up and already I was humiliating myself for his amusement.

"OK then I'll let you. Just a quick suck mind, I worked hard for this prize last night and I'm going to enjoy it fully. I'm spending most of the time up your cunt again this morning whore."

I paid little attention to what he said, I knew from last night that Lee would be keen to ensure he took full advantage of me this morning and would enjoy showing his use of me off to Carl to taunt him for losing last night's game.

I slid across the bed and grabbed his cock. It always felt so delicious in my hands. I played with it a little, my hands and fingers wrapped around the hardness. I leant across his legs, my hair stretched across his legs and my tongue lapped across the head of his cock. I couldn't resist sliding my mouth firmly over his shaft. Why was that feeling such a good one? The feeling I got when I felt a cock head fill my mouth and reach my throat? Luckily for me, it was a feeling I got to have hundreds of time over the next few months.

I began to suck in earnest. He just sat there and enjoyed it. I worked out that while I was giving him head that he was checking his horse racing news on his mobile phone as I worked on his prick. I'm not sure if it was genuine or if he was just demonstrating how I was just a worthless slut there to suck his cock. Whatever the truth, I loved the feeling it generated!

As I licked on the shaft, I heard Kirsty pop her head into the room and chuckle, "Nice one dude, you have your own personal cocksucker," as she had obviously took in the scene of him reading his phone while he had me between his legs, his cock in my mouth as it always seemed to be of late. I didn't look up but heard Kirsty leave the room almost immediately, satisfied that her slut was being put to good use. Lee pushed me off him, obviously intent on picking up the pace:

"Right you dirty slag, get on all fours. Time for a morning fuck I think. I'm going to hammer that cunt again." I complied quickly. 




Builders Slut Ch. 04



"Now reach around and open that cunt up for me, play with yourself for a few minutes. Make it ready for my cock, I can't be arsed." As he did this, he put on a pair of shorts and left the bedroom. I assume to go the loo and get a drink or something. Not a privilege I had been allowed evidently, lucky I'd been while he was asleep!

I knew that as soon as he was back the bastard would be inside me like a rat up a drainpipe so I had no choice other than to do as instructed. In truth I didn't need much preparation to my pussy as I was already turned on yet again by his slut talk and by sucking his cock.

He came back into the room, put a mug of tea on the side, pulled down his boxers so his cock sprang out and climbed on the bed. I saw him grip his cock, aim it at my hole and feed it strongly into my cunt. I groaned deeply as he filled me entirely. A mixture of pleasure and pain washed over me as although I was wet I wasn't really ready for a stiff cock. Lee didn't care, he pushed balls deep into me. He grabbed my hair as if I was a bitch on heat and made me squeal in pain as he gave me a few sharp pokes with his rod from behind. I felt his other hand reach and pull my left nipple sharply.

Happy that he'd began his easy conquest of me, he pushed me flat on the bed, turned me on my back and spread my legs open obscenely. His hands outside my legs, locking me in place like some sort of wrestler. He gripped his cock again but rested it over my pussy, pushing it over my belly and between my legs. He looked down at me:

"Do you want a good fucking whore, tell me what you want, beg for my cock you cheap dirty slut." He barked.

"God yes, please fuck me you bastard, make me have it, stick your big prick in my cunt, treat me like a cheap, dirty slut." I said, on an auto pilot of lust.

"You fucking well are a cheap, dirty slut," he retorted, at the same time as giving me what I wanted and throwing his stiff rod back inside me. He immediately began to hump me forcefully. He grabbed my legs and held them over his hips to give him total access to my pussy. He changed my position a few times so my legs at times were pressed flat against my chest or so that my knees were up in the air. All in all, it was a long determined assault on my pussy. I just held on and took it as best as I could while my pussy was being ravaged. 

He pulled out quite suddenly. I was impressed by his stamina. Almost as if he took the previous night's competition seriously and was determined to demonstrate and confirm his staying power. Still in my position flat on my back, legs akimbo, he dove between them and lapped furiously at my hole. He pressed first two, then three fingers inside me and lapped his rough tongue over my clit. I was coming, god I was coming. I grabbed his head between my legs wishing he had long hair for me to cling on to. I yelped and screamed in joy as an orgasm slammed across my body, the room spinning and my eyes foggy with delirium.

Happy with his achievement, he stood back up. He was definitely in control and on top of his game. It was almost like he was fast forwarding me through his entire sexual repertoire. Give the bitch a taste of your cock. Check. Slip her a stiff one in all your best positions. Check. Give her your best pussy eating and get her off. Check. I just wasn't sure what he had in store for me next on his checklist.

"Alright bitch. I told you I was going to get full value for my prize." As he said this, he reached on the dresser for the tube that was still familiar to me from last night. My arse hole had a little panic again. Looks like I was getting buggered once more.

He handed the oil to me and told me to do the work. Arrogant bastard I thought -- he's going to arse fuck me and wants me to do all the preparation just for the privilege. I'd never greased my own arse up before. I sat on the bed and squirted as much oil as I could over my arse, rubbing some in with my fingers. I took a few minutes to oil the necessary areas but I wasn't really sure if I was doing it right, I was hardly an anal sex expert, not yet anyway.

"Me too," he said, pointing to his throbbing cock. I quickly squirted oil on my hands and slid my hands over his thick pole a few times. Nervously worrying that this thick tool would soon be eight inches deep in my arse but getting that hypnotic feeling back again as I watched my slippery hands sliding erotically over his stiff pole. I felt as though I was becoming addicted to cock.

He then ordered me back on all fours. I knew I still wasn't really ready back there but luckily he realised this too and started not with his cock but with his fingers. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation waiting for his fingers to be replaced by the rod of steel.

"Yes....take it bitch. Take it all the way up your arse, you fucking filthy slag." Was the expression that greeted me as once more I felt a burning poker of a dick slice my arse hole in two. I groaned and moaned loudly as he completely his morning conquest of me. The disgusting porn noises of the oil squelching inside me as his cock pistoned my arse and his drooping balls and torso slapped my bum cheeks and pushed me into the bed. He fucked my arse hard for about five minutes I think before pulling it out. I felt his hands pull me to the floor and shove me onto my knees like a rag doll. 

Quickly gathering my senses, dizzy from the changed scenario, I saw his big cock being waved in my face, his hand a blur as he tossed himself off millimetres from my face. No time to react, he pulled his cock back forcefully, screamed in joy and proceeded to plaster me with thick spunk. The opening salvo landed in my hair, the next one in my nostrils, one on my cheek and another in my mouth. As he started to finish, he began to smear the come all over my face with his smelly cock. I had his come over every inch of my face it seemed.

"Nice one slag," he retorted. "Go and show the others what I've done to you," he sneered as he exited quickly to the bathroom.

I knelt there for a few seconds taking in what had just happened. Since about only an hour and a half after waking up I had sucked his cock, been fucked in several different positions and had my arse violated and now I was here on my knees, his spunk plastered all over my face. If the girls in work could see me now I thought, cringing at the very idea.

Anyway, I had to obey so I dutifully walked into the front room. Carl was reading a newspaper, Kirsty sitting on the couch using her laptop. They both looked up and instantly laughed and applauded at the sight in front of them.

"Bloody Hell love," Kirsty exclaimed, "What a mess he's made of you, better get yourself cleaned up girl."

Lee had left the bathroom and I went into it to do just that. My ordeal was over so I had relocated my clothes, took a nice long shower and got dressed; now feeling somewhat silly having to put on a pair of black seamed stockings as I had no change of clothes. At least my skirt and blouse restored my modesty, a little too late though I chuckled to myself inwardly. I hadn't worn any clothes apart from slutty stockings since the first few minutes of me arriving here yesterday evening.

I returned to the room. I wasn't quite finished with my duties yet it seemed. Kirsty instructed me to make tea and bacon on toast all round and then I was to be 'dismissed' as she mockingly called it. I set to work without complaint. I'd had a wonderful time but I was tired, I needed my home comforts and to process everything that had happened to me in little over 12 hours! I wanted a long soak in my bath and some mental time to process the erotic mess of whatever it was that had taken hold of me these last few weeks.

I put the tea and toast on plates. The others were milling about me on the other side of the kitchenette. There was a little mini breakfast bar with three rickety stools that was adjoined to the kitchen area where they were awaiting their breakfast to be served up by their personal maid and slut.

"Hey, what time is it?" Lee said.

"Quarter to 12," replied Carl.

"Excellent, I've got 15 minutes then," Lee said quickly, smirking.

I quickly realised what he meant by this; I was his slut, his prize until 12 O'Clock and had to do anything he wanted me to! He stomped over to me. He pushed me down hands flat onto the kitchen counter before I'd had time to react. He pushed the small of my back so my bum was high up in the air. He pulled my skirt over my hips and roughly pulled my knickers down. I yelled out for him to slow down but he was in a hurry. I gasped loudly as he pressed his cock forcefully against my slit. I was a little ashamed that he met little resistance from it, I seemed to be constantly wet and ready for action in the flat, which I guess was just as well.

Driving his cock up inside me urgently, I was being taken hard from behind as the other two watched. I was fascinated by Kirsty looking at me woman to woman, fascinated and rapt as she was at observing my sudden and unexpected ravishment. I was embarrassed and thrilled at the same time. If truth be known, I wanted Kirsty to declare a new rule there and then that the guys could do this whenever they wanted to, not just because Lee still had 15 minutes left of his prize to enjoy but because I wanted them to. Christ, I wanted them to do, why was this what I wanted!?

What a sight this must have made to a casual onlooker. Kirsty and Carl eating their breakfast and drinking their mugs of tea as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening while I was bent over, skirt up, being rutted by a cocky arrogant bastard determined to get his final fill of me that day.

As it turned out, he didn't need the full 15 minutes, nothing like it in fact. Just a couple of minutes later he had me clamped around him as he emptied his balls powerfully inside me. I just closed my eyes and took the dose. I felt like a cow that had just been serviced by a bull. Satisfied that he'd got what he wanted, he yanked his cock out of me and went to wash our fluids off him. I didn't quite know what to do so I just scooped my knickers back up (they were still between my feet on the floor), slid them back on and let my skirt fall back over my legs.

"You'll have to get used to that sort of treatment." Kirsty said matter of factly, sipping her tea.

"Yes Miss." I said calmly, sitting down with my own tea, already feeling Lee's sperm start to run down my legs. 



Builders Slut Ch. 05



Preface

This is the final instalment in this series. It brings me almost up to date and free to let my imagination run wild by writing the fiction of my other series! I will update if I experience any more real life sub occurrences worthy of sharing, I hope I do! 


Since my latest encounter with Kirsty and the builders, things went a little quiet and I didn't hear from them for two weeks. I had a daily diet of checking my phone countless times per day waiting eagerly to be summoned for more slut-dom. Whether from Kirsty, or from Lee or Carl, I didn't mind, I just longed to be back in the flat, on my knees with a cock in my mouth, or one of the guys balls-deep up my arse, anything!

For those two weeks however, I was left to fall back on watching submissive porn, reading literotica, some fevered bath-times and the frantic assistance of my fingers as I either replayed my experiences in the flat, or invented new scenarios for myself, where Kirsty would have me doing endless humiliating and dirty things in increasingly extreme scenarios.

Never during my life had I been so constantly aroused and turned on. I wanted more, I wanted the guys to take me, hard, every hole. I wanted them to use me like a piece of meat, to fuck me whenever they fancied it, just because they could. I went to bed dreaming about seeing Carl's stiff prick bobbing lusciously between his legs as he moved in towards me, ready to give me a rutting fuck, or seeing Lee grease up his hard-on as he prepared to stretch my arse. 

More than this, I wanted the guys, and Kirsty, to see me beg for it, I wanted to demonstrate that in the short space of time since being 'pulled' those few weeks ago by Lee, I had gone from a staid business woman to a slutty whore who fucked rough builders to order and worshipped them for doing so. Essentially to prove and to confirm to them all that they had mastered me and I was theirs to use. Luckily for my sanity, I didn't have too much longer to wait for further confirmation of this.

It was Friday and I was out of town meeting some business partners for a corporate launch. I had spent most of the day there with my finance director and corporate sales team and, as I sat down in relief having just successfully delivered my important presentation, my mind started drifting to the weekend. 

It was 2.45 in the afternoon and I was, probably along with everyone else, hoping for the Chief Executive of our hosts to wrap the meeting up quickly so we could have an early finish. As I struggled to focus on the closing presentation, I heard the vibration of my 'on silent' personal mobile. It was only in my handbag so, glancing around to ensure I was being discreet, I fished it out. The message made my pussy tingle with excitement and my face hot with embarrassment:

"Your services are required tonight cock slut, be at the flat for 6. Lee and me are gonna fuck the shit out of you, just how you like it!"

It was obviously Carl. My head swam in lust and I struggled to breathe. One of my colleagues, Lyndsey, actually asked me if I was OK. She had seen my expression and thought I'd just read some bad news on my phone. I felt like telling her, and all assembled, that it was absolutely fine and I had to leave soon to get me lots of rough builder's cock but I settled on whispering to her that I was just sorting out my social evening for tonight, which was, I guess, absolutely true.

There was still more of the meeting to get through and I was getting worried as I started to clock watch. To be there for 6, I'd had to leave before 5 at the latest but I couldn't leave the meeting early, it wouldn't be the 'done thing'. I could already feel a twinge in my legs and a little hot dampness as the now droning voice of a Director was interspersed with my mental images of taking a rough cock or two in my cunt later as I counted down the minutes and checked the time frequently, fighting back the urge to slide my hand up my skirt and into my dampening knickers.

To my relief, the meeting was finally called to a close at 4.50 and, rather than hanging around doing the usual pleasantries and networking, I made my apologies and said I had to dash. Little did they know why! I grabbed my coat and bag and practically ran down the corridor and into my car. Just as I got in, my phone bleeped again:

"Well slut, answer me now. I expect you to be here tonight....." 

In my haste, I'd forgotten to reply! Turning the key in the ignition, I quickly typed out a quick reply before setting off:

"Yes Sir. I will be there, thank you." 

I clicked send, and set off. As I started thinking about what was to come (no pun intended) I blushed in embarrassment at my whore-ish reply. "Sir", I'd called him "Sir!" I know I now referred to Kirsty as 'Miss' but was I now wanting to acknowledge these rough-house cocky bastards as "Sir"? The throb in my pussy and my light headed arousal told me the answer. 

I drove faster than I perhaps should, at least whenever the clogged rush hour traffic allowed me to. No time to go home first - even if I went straight there, I would only get there just before 6. Just under an hour later and as I got to the door of the flat, my breath got quicker and short, my heart was pounding out my chest so much I felt my breasts straining against my blouse and bra. 

I seemed to be at the door for hours. For some silly reason, I straightened my skirt and blouse and ensured my hair and make-up were presentable – as if those two fuckers cared how I looked and is if my skirt would stay on longer than the time it took one of them to practically tear it off me, I was there because they wanted a cheap fuck and I was it!

After what happened last time, I knew that just seconds after knocking on this door, I might be on my knees choking on cock, literally anything could happen to me at any time. It was almost as if the knock on the door was some sort of code to Kirsty, Lee and Carl, for, 'here I am, your slut. Take me now, use me, degrade me, whatever you want." Thinking about it, that's exactly what I wanted and what I was here for. I knew that and they did too.

I surprised myself mentally then. Just as I knew I wanted this so much both mentally and physically, I considered that I really shouldn't do this. Only an hour earlier, I had been in an executive conference. I was a respectable and successful business woman, already perhaps in too deep with three people who I'd gone much too far with already. The scenario had seduced me, it was me kicking loose for a few weeks, getting my 'bit of rough' and trying something different but surely I wasn't really a submissive slut, a cheap whore wanting to be 'owned' by a younger woman, used by two rough builders, summoned to be used by a text whenever they wanted an easy shag? 

I shook my head at what I had nearly done and turned to leave. I didn't get very far though. It must have been my inner slut that knocked on that door quickly and loudly, overruling the business woman before she could say anything further about it. At that moment, I had spoken. I AM a whore, I want this, I need this. Fuck it, I hope that in thirty seconds my blouse WILL be ripped off and a cock will be ramming itself down my throat. I work hard all week every week, in my respectable bubble, but now, I want to be fucked mercilessly, I want the guys to fuck me with a smile on their faces as they see how easy I am that I will give it up for them whenever they send me a text demanding I do so, I want to be the woman who confirms all of their male prejudices that we are all gagging for it. OK, not all of us, but I am, I am your whore, your slut, I am submissive, take me, own me....

On one of the occasions that I had been here previously, the door had burst open and I was used roughly and immediately. This time though, it was different. Lee opened the door slowly, looked at me, and smiled, beckoning me in. Already I felt deeply attracted to his strong, athletic build and those piercing eyes. I felt submissive immediately. There had never been a time yet that I had been with him for any length of time without sucking his dick, without him shafting me. All I thought of when I saw him, was cock, was sex, was being pounded deliciously and I wanted it again and I knew I was about to get it.

For the moment, Lee was all politeness. He took my coat, hung it up and escorted me into the main room. Carl was already there, beer in hand, flicking channels on the TV. As he looked up to see me, he jumped up:

"Wahey, our whore is here!" he said leeringly, his eyes scanning my body all over.

"Where's Kirsty?" I asked, nervously looking around the room, noticing her seeming absence.

"Kirsty's out on a date with some guy called Cameron I think" said Lee, in mock tones as if he didn't approve. "Apparently, she'll be back here tonight quite late. We're gonna make ourselves scarce before then. She agreed we could give you a good seeing to in return for a bit of quiet time later, so we're gonna fuck you up then were off out. You're supposed to stay here and wait for her once were done."

As he said this, he guided me to the sofa. He made a point of looking directly at me as he then pressed his heavy hands roughly against my tits beneath my blouse. His eyes bore into mine and they said to me that we both knew I was their slut and he could take possession of me whenever he wanted. I confirmed it by closing my eyes slightly to his touch as I felt my breasts being mauled slowly in his hands, my nipples already hardening to his touch. He broke this brief spell quickly by removing his hands, content with my complete compliance, having made his point that I was his to do as he pleased with.

"Well whore, you're going to get it from both of us now, together. This time though you're going to get a choice. Tell us what hole. Where do you want my cock, and where do you want his?" said Lee, pointing to Carl. "....and none of the polite business lady talk either. You tell us where you want it with slut talk, arse, mouth, or cunt....?" 

I looked at both guys and blushed deeply. It was one thing to be a piece of meat to be used by these two, but they now wanted me to tell them in graphic detail what I wanted. In all honesty, I didn't know or care how it happened but I guess the purpose was to emphasise to all present that I had come here to be fucked and to prove that I wanted it just as much, if not more, than they did. They wanted no pretence, they wanted me to admit what we all knew I wanted. I thought for a second and looked at both guys:

"Er well....I'd quite like it if...er you (I indicated Lee) would...er....get on top of me and...."

"No, no, no, slut talk I said! Cut the crap now and tell us what you want. You know what we mean. Do it or you're not getting anything," said Lee, in impatient tones. Perhaps to emphasise the point, he fished his cock out of his pants and sat there grinning, lewdly sporting a gorgeous erection that he waved tantalisingly in his hand. I blushed as I realised I was transfixed by it and staring in lust. The guys could see it too:

"Dirty slut!" said Carl, "Look at her practically creaming herself over the sight of a cock. Well let's double the effect." As he said this, he stood up next to me, unzipped his pants, letting them thud to the floor and unfurled his cock. It sprang out and, as he was standing over me, he wasted no time in tracing its head across my cheeks and in my hair.

"So come on. Tell us where you want us and make it good, or you're not getting any of this," Carl said as he cock slapped me gently but mockingly on my cheek. I wanted so much to suck it there and then so I knew what I had to do. I closed my eyes to deliver my slut speech:

"I want to suck your cock and take it deep in my throat. Make me gag on it, I want your spunk in my mouth and over my face. I want Lee to pound my dirty cunt as I do it." 

I opened my eyes quickly after blurting that dirty lot out. The guys cheered as I blushed, my cheeks hot with the shame of admitting my desire to be used and taken by them.

"Very good, slut!" said Carl mocking me, sliding his cock over my face. "Now just tell us how you want us and we'll get started."

I hardly knew what I was saying as I blurted out my further humiliation:

"I want you (looking at Carl) to kneel over me on the couch and fuck my mouth while Lee fucks my cunt!" I said, almost sobbing the instructions out. The guys were actually taken aback by how direct I was but I just wanted to get started! I saw them both grinning in unison as they hauled me to my feet.

"Nice idea! So, you've nearly earned some dick," quipped Carl, "But you have to lose those clothes so we can get at that cunt that we've hammered so often." 

As I stood there, practically staring at the two bulging, pulsing cocks that would soon be inside me, I started to reach to my blouse to get my clothes off as quickly as I could. 

"But you have to get us in the mood. Strip for us, slowly and wiggle that sexy arse for us, show us you want cock, and lots of it, work for it!" said Carl, smirking evilly.

I had no clue what to do, the guys were intent on humiliating me and the dampness between my legs told me I was loving it. As I started to remove my blouse, Carl started humming the 'stripper music', Lee joined in and they both hummed loudly together. My blouse was now open and as I threw it to the floor my black lace bra came into view. I blushed again as the guys cheered, to joking calls urging me to, "get my tits out for the lads," I didn't disappoint and did just that.

I was trying to move sexily without knowing what I was doing as I reached around and unhooked my bra. I even managed to tease them a little, by holding my loose bra over my tits for a few seconds before doing a dramatic reveal. I'm not going to pretend I was a good stripper, I felt awkward and embarrassed but very turned on all at the same time and my strip was just really a token gesture intended to humiliate me.

As both guys gazed on my now exposed tits, I leant back and pushed them out, cupping them and sliding my hands over my already stiff nipples. The guys were enjoying my show, I focused my own eyes on their throbbing shafts in their hands and how I wanted them both inside me soon...

So, there I was, only an hour or two since I was in front of a room full of guys presenting a business proposition to a very respectable audience and now here I was, tits out, feeling light headed as I looked at the stiff pricks of two arrogant builders who were enjoying my humiliation. 

I actually felt the strip empowering me somehow. I revelled in exposing myself to these two. I could tell from their reactions, and their cocks that they were getting turned on and in a strange sort of way, for once in this flat, I felt a modicum of control as the guys responded positively to my teasing. It was nice and it was flattering to see the effect I had on them.

Of course I was still dressed for work so I had my skirt, tights and knickers to remove before the guys could see their toy completely exposed and ready for use. I unclipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I didn't know how to make this look sexy as I stood there in just knickers and tights so I just concentrated on undressing slowly. 

I slid my tights slowly down to my knees by wiggling my bum and thighs and then rolled them off over my legs, kicking them across the floor before unhooking my knickers to reveal my throbbing cunt to my gorgeous builders. A mock cheer greeted my reveal and I was summoned to sit in between them on the sofa. 

As I took the few steps over to them I could feel my pussy throb forcefully between my legs, my pussy lips already seeping in excitement now exposed to the open air.

As I sat next to them, I looked closely and lustily yet again at the throbbing cocks in their hands. They seemed to taunt me as they both pulled their foreskins slowly over their shafts rhythmically, they could see me watching them both, the lust making me light headed and dizzy.

"Do want some cock then, dirty slut?" Lee queried aggressively as both he and Carl guided each of my hands to their stiff pricks and I started to slowly toss them almost absent mindedly, their cocks throbbing temptingly in my sweaty palms, my fingers sliding down their shafts and stroking their balls.

"Yes, yes I do. Fuck me please!" was all I could manage as my head swam.

"Lie back and play with your dirty cunt. Show us what you want." Lee said, revelling in how turned on he could see I was.

I did so without thinking. At that stage, I would do just about anything they wanted. I lay back on the couch so my back was flat and spread my legs wide so my knees brushed against each of the guys either side of me. I stretched my fingers out and began to toy with my clit. Playing with my pussy lips and feeling my wetness spreading across my fingers.

As I did this, both guys stood up in front of me to get a better view. I looked on in lust as I stared at the two thick cocks in front of me.

"So, you want Lee up your cunt and me down your throat eh? Looks like your more than ready for us, your cheap whore!" said Carl as both guys moved in for the kill.

"Yes, please.....give me your cocks, use me like a fuckin' slut, I want it hard!" I said, my own fingers driving me wild in lust.

Carl moved to my right and knelt on the couch beside me. As I had instructed him, he aimed and pointed his rigid dick at my waiting mouth. I motioned to lean forward to take him in my mouth but I needn't have bothered. He just moved in closer, brushed my hair out my face and pushed his meaty cock deeply inside my mouth straight away. I stifled the latest moan from my pussy pleasure as he filled my mouth fully. 

I had just about adjusted to this feeling when I felt Lee's hands on my legs. He held my legs high off the floor and horizontally across his hips, my legs and my pussy wide open for him, before driving his cock forcefully home deep up my cunt.

"Is this what you wanted you cheap whore? Two holes stretched full of dick? I can't believe how easy you are. One text and here you are with my cock down your throat and his in your cunt!" grunted Carl as he started to get into the rhythm of fucking my willing mouth, his balls dancing below his shaft in time to his rhythmical slides into my mouth.

I couldn't answer with my mouth so full but the truth of what he was saying made my pussy throb uncontrollably as it was stretched over Lee's dick. This is the only thing I'd thought of since that text and in fact, for most of the preceding week and I actually loved the thought of how easy I was for them. As I revelled in the see-saw motion of two cocks plowing in and out of me, I thought how delicious a feeling it was that they could have me whenever they wanted.

"Still got a tight cunt though mate, we mustn't be shagging her enough!" joked Lee as he tried to put that right and shagged me hard. I was in erotic bliss, the only sounds for a minute or two being the squelch of the cock in my pussy and the lewd sucking noises as I tried to deal with the dick using my mouth and throat.

I was utterly turned on in this position and as is often the case when I'm being used, I had a deep and powerful orgasm as I managed to stretch my back and moan within myself as an orgasm ripped through my body. As it was happening, the guys didn't even seem bothered. The cocks in my mouth and pussy just kept up their regular penetrating rhythm. 

I'm sure Lee must have felt my pussy throb and gush against his cock but he didn't alter what he was doing at all, just kept shagging me, my pleasure just wasn't relevant.

Coming down from my come, I continued to hold on for dear life. I was struggling for breath as my mouth was invaded by a solid lump of dick, my legs ached as they were held aloft by Lee as he pounded my pussy. I was hardly involved in the process, just two holes that were entertaining the guys' dicks. I was suddenly interrupted from this regular rhythm by both guys suddenly stopping:




Builders Slut Ch. 05



"Stay right there. Just changing places," said one of them. In my mental fog I didn't even know which one had said it. I looked up vaguely seeing them swap positions. A slight change in technique too, as Carl pressed my legs back down onto the floor and knelt between my legs to fuck me, while Lee presented his cock in front of my face so I had to lean over, grab it and suck it side on, with the side of my face level with the couch. At least this way I got to do something active and properly suck him off instead of just lying there with my mouth open. I couldnt quite reach so I was relieved when Lee got a little impatient and grabbed my head so he could fit more cock in my mouth.

"Aggh, she's a great cock sucker though mate, I'll give her that," said Lee as he leant against the back of the couch as I skewered my lips and mouth up and down the shaft of his cock, tasting my aroused pussy juices all over his dick. I felt sheer pride at this humiliating compliment as my cock-sucking skills were praised. Suddenly however, my lust filled reverie as interrupted as the cocks were both pulled away from me:

"Time for a double plastering girl!" said Lee smirking at me, gripping his cock tightly as it glistened with my cunt juice all over it, "Get on your knees now!" he shouted. I scrambled off the couch and did as I was told.

"Suck...and look at me while you're doing it," he said as he moved his cock in front of me as I knelt before him.

I was overcome and almost nauseous with desire. I grabbed the base of his cock with my hands and felt it throbbing in my palm. I leant forward and took it deep in my mouth. As I again felt each contour of the thick veins of his cock shaft against my lips, and the head of his cock nudging my throat, I looked up at him as he requested. As I stared at him and saw him leer back at me, enjoying the sight of me submit to him and seeing his cock slide deeply into my mouth, I felt in the place I wanted to be, a dirty slut on my knees, about to take a load of his come once again.

Lee gripped my head as his cock was deep in my mouth, my eyes watering. He pulled it clean out of me and tossed himself off violently:

"Open your mouth, bitch," he said as I saw his knees buckle and his hands a blur as he wanked vigorously. I opened wide, just in time as his aim was perfect. Two jets of come flew straight into my mouth and coated the back of my tongue, the other jets splattered against my lips and on my chin. 

"Scoop that up and keep it in your mouth," said Carl, seeing Lee's come dripping off my chin. I scooped it up with my chin and sucked it into my mouth, letting it pool there with the rest of the come. It felt like I had a pint of sperm in my mouth as I held my mouth open ready for some more.

Carl moved in front of me, gripping his cock. He timed it well as I knew he was about to come too:

"Go on fella. I scored a bullseye, see if you can score too!" roared Lee, referring to the fact that his come had landed right inside my mouth. Carl grunted loudly at this as he jacked his cock one last time before holding the base of his thick cock as a violent torrent of come hit me. The first jet looped clean over my face and went into my hair and onto my forehead before he altered his aim and hit his target as I was made to taste his come too, a thick glob of salty come splodging across my lips and coating my face.

My face was a sticky mess of come and I had so much sperm in my mouth that I thought it would drip out at any minute. Lee gripped my hair gently and pulled my head back.

"Swallow!" said Lee, simply and commandingly. I closed my mouth and did just that, gagging from the acrid taste of so much semen. I opened my mouth once the come had slid down to indicate my compliance. 

As a final act of humiliation, both guys took turns to stick their cocks back in my mouth for cleaning as I massaged their slippery shafts with my tongue and felt still more come pool in my mouth. Both took turns to slide their poles in and out my mouth and then they each held their cocks up in front of my face so I could lick and suck their now empty balls.

My use completed, the guys just left me there as if nothing had happened and went into their rooms to get ready to go out. I saw them about half an hour later, showered and shaved ready for a night on the town but already having 'scored' what amounted to an easy lay. They just smiled and winked at me on the way out.

After my own shower, and washing all of the come off me, I put my skirt, knickers and top back on and awaited the remaining events of the night. My next duty apparently was to wait for Kirsty to get home. I wasn't really sure what to do with myself. It obviously wasn't my house so I didn't feel hugely comfortable. I made myself a cuppa and switched on the TV absent-mindedly. I sat there not really watching, playing with my smart phone occasionally but mainly reflecting on what a whore I'd willingly become. 

I mean, if Lee and Carl had come back right now, and thrust their cocks back in my face, I'd have willingly sucked them off again. This whole evening of them ravishing me began by one of the sending me a single text. So basically they know whenever they want a fuck, or a blow job, or whatever, all they have to do is order me like they would a pizza!

I considered too the juxtaposition of my life. What if, for example, Carl had spent a day in the office with me and saw me as I normally am, as a strong, powerful business woman who makes important decisions affecting an entire company, the boss of numerous people and a person in control of her world? Alternatively, what if Lyndsey, one of my team in work, had followed me to this flat and seen me licking Carl's balls after he had practically drowned me in come, or seen me being face fucked by a cock with another in my pussy? It's a strange schizophrenic type of life I am having right now I mused, but there isn't a thing I would change about it.

These thoughts had me reaching beneath my skirt and inside my pants. I felt that light headed feeling of heady eroticism sweep across my body again. I closed my eyes and lay back on the sofa, my fingers sliding inside my knickers as I recalled the latest flashback porno images I'd seen already this evening and how deliciously used I felt. 

Despite feeling lust again as my fingertips settled on my well used slit, I must have dozed off as I was awoken some time later by that familiar noise of keys in the door and laughter. I pulled my skirt down into a modest position as I'd slept with it bunched at my waist and I sat up trying to look casual but feeling very self-conscious and not even sure why I was there or what would happen.

I heard Kirsty in the hall laughing and suddenly the front room door burst open with her and Cameron practically falling through it laughing together. I smiled shyly and somewhat weakly at Kirsty. She was a little tipsy although it was still quite early and she came over to see me straight away. She put her hands either side of my face and gave me a full on kiss, her tongue tracing over my lips and pressing into my mouth. As my head started to swim, she pulled away suddenly and broke the spell. Looking across to Cameron, his mouth was open in pleasant surprise at the show of two women kissing full on in front of him. Clearly, Kirsty has not told him much detail of her interest in women!

The first thing I noticed about Cameron was that he was muscular and black. He wore a smart pair of designer jeans and a simple white T-shirt that seemed stretched impossibly across a firm chest and rippling muscles. He had a kind, round face on top of a stocky neck and broad shoulders, very close shaved hair and languid, brown eyes. I took him to be mid-twenties and he was a gorgeous hunk of a guy! 

I'd already considered that by instructing me to wait for her to return from her date, I was there to service him and this thought had me breathless in excitement. I already had mental images of pulling his jeans down and fishing his cock out of his pants. I was becoming insatiable! 

Without any introductions, or conversation of any sort between us, Kirsty took his hand, led him into the kitchen and returned quickly with some drinks for us all. She and Cameron sat on the sofa. Without him noticing, she discreetly waved a hand at me to indicate I was to sit back in the armchair and observe. The couple started to canoodle and get a little playful. Their hands started to roam freely over each other's bodies. 

I saw his large hands try to slide inside her dress and her bra but she wriggled away a little. Her hand was meeting no such resistance however and I felt giddy as I saw Kirsty's hand pulling down his zip. A little fumbling later and I heard Kirsty moan and gasp quietly as I realised she must have got her hands on his dick. This was confirmed moments later when she pulled it clean out of his pants. 

He was already semi stiff so she had trouble pulling it out, almost wrestling with his underwear. I think both of us girls let out a louder gasp when she pulled his dick free. Although longer than average, it wasn't hugely long, but it was so wide and thick and imposing looking! 

Kirsty rubbed her hands up and down it and I saw her fingers grope for his heavy balls and then up and down his thick shaft as they kissed. She looked across at me and smiled and made the 'wow' lip synch to me. I smiled back at her, wide eyed and continued to watch entranced, my gaze lingering on the cock now at full mast, sticking erotically out of his pants.

I was happy watching, but Kirsty had other ideas (as I'd hoped!). She pointed to me, then curled her fingers to summon me, a wicked smile on her face. As I walked nervously over, she made it clear what her intentions were by indicating I should kneel in front of Cameron. He had thus far been unaware it seems that I was going to be getting involved. As he saw me, a look of confusion spread across his face:

"Whoa hun," he said to Kirsty, "What's happening here exactly? I thought she was going to watch at most, what's this all about?"

Kirsty looked at us both and smiled again. "It's like this Cam, this here is Natalie. She's my whore and slut. She does what I tell her to do. Now, I quite like you and I've enjoyed this evening but if you want a fuck tonight, you can fuck her, because you won't be fucking me. If you fancy it, I'd like us both to dominate the little whore. I want to see this big cock in all of my slut's holes. What do you say?"

Cameron said nothing at first. Not surprisingly he was stunned by what Kirsty had said and the way she had said it. His cock seemed to approve though, it was thick and angry looking and twitched seemingly involuntarily in excitement in Kirsty's hand, the veins bulging obscenely. He had some questions though as he looked from me to her, confused by this weird turn of events:

"I'm not sure about this. I've been on a date with you and I've come back here with you and now you're telling me I should be fucking a woman I've never seen before. Why would she want to fuck me?" He said, possibly thinking this was some sort of trick.

Kirsty, who hadn't stopped stroking his cock all the while they were chatting, looked at me and then him:

"I just told you. She is my slut and whore and she does what I say. In fact, I bet not an hour or two before we got back she was busy with my flatmate's cocks. Did they have you on your knees sucking cock whore? Answer me?"

"Yes Miss, I sucked both of their cocks....and they both fucked me....and come all over my face." I blushed at this admission. I could see Cameron looking at me in astonishment and I felt the delicious tang of shame and lust all mixed together making my head spin as I revelled again in admitting my slut-dom.

"Good slut!" said Kirsty. As she said this she stood up suddenly and sharply, releasing Cameron's cock. In swift, dominant movements, she walked directly in front of me, lifted her dress and pulled her knickers down in front of me, so they rested just below her knees. She grabbed my head and pulled me into her crotch.

"Eat my cunt you useless little slut! Show Cameron that I own you. Show him that you do what I tell you to, show him that you're so easy that you're going to let him fuck you senseless as soon as I tell you too and just because I tell you to!"

I had no intention of disobeying. I wanted so much to show them both that I was obedient to her and that's exactly what I did. I stiffened my tongue and lapped eagerly at her slit as she pressed my face firmly into her delicious pussy, her other hand manipulatin her slit so it opened sufficiently to get my tongue inside.

I had managed to find her clit once or twice and felt her legs tremble in pleasure when I did but evidently, this was just symbolic to demonstrate to Cameron that I was her toy. She pushed me away and told me to stand up, her demonstration of power complete.

"So, do you want to fuck her then?" she said directly to Cameron, a wicked glint in her eye.

As I blushed and looked across at him, I noticed he was now stroking his own cock but he was still unsure.

"Well, I guess, but, I mean are you OK with this...?" he said to me, still confused at how his night was panning out.

Kirsty didn't allow me to reply. She wanted to demonstrate. She moved behind me and bent me over as if I were her rag doll. With no hesitation and with me bent over fully, my hands near my feet, she simply hoisted my skirt over my waist and pulled my knickers down sharply. 

With me bent fully over, she eased my legs apart and I groaned as I felt her open up my pussy with her hands. She stepped aside to give Cameron a full view. I blushed crimson at the fact that I knew he could see right up my pussy and also at the demonstration he'd just had. Kirsty visibly displaying her easy domination of me. Only a few minutes into meeting a guy for the first time, I was bent over double with my arse in the air in front of him displaying my open pussy to see if he would deign to fuck me.

"You like?" she asked him, matter-of-factly as she dipped a finger into my swollen pussy lips.

He didn't answer but instead, seemingly gaining a lot of confidence from my submissive compliance, stood up behind me and put his hand on my arse, tracing his fingers over my skin. I took a deep inhale of breath as I felt his thick shaft brush against my bum.

"Mmm, she does have a nice arse....and that looks like a neat pussy....maybe I could have some fun...." he said, as he started to gain confidence. I thought he was going to take me there and then but Kirsty had other plans. She turned me to face them both and without speaking, she unbuttoned my blouse slowly, button by button before sliding it off me and throwing it on the floor.

Cameron's eyes lit up as he viewed my 36C tits, my nipples poking out with the excitement. Kirsty looked at him and smiled, "Nice tits too hey!?" she said. The comment was greeted by an appreciative nod as Cameron started to warm to this strange game he had become involved in and I continued to feel like a toy that KIrsty was using to show off to him. He reached over and cupped my breasts, his hands gently flicking my nipples as he took in the view.

"So, my little slut, tell Cam here what you want. Tell him you're a cheap little bitch and that you want his cock in all your dirty holes," Kirsty said, seemingly taunting me by grabbing his thick pole and slowly jerking him. "In fact, get on your knees in front of him and tell him. Tell this guy you've never met before that you want his cock in your whore mouth""

With her free hand, she pulled me to my knees so my face was literally about three or four inches from his thick cock head. I could see the slit of his cock already leaking a little pre-cum enjoying Kirsty's hand and my humiliation.

As I knelt there, I was practically hypnotised by his cock. I had to remind myself to obey her:

"Mmmm....yes Miss. I am a dirty cock slut, I love being used and abused," I said, not taking my eyes off his shaft as she moved it even closer so that the tip almost brushed my lips. I looked up to see Cameron smirking in enjoyment as he could see my lust and desire. I wanted for all the world right then to look him in the eye, open my mouth wide and take his thick pole deep in my mouth like a good cheap whore should.

"Yes, very nice slut, but tell Cam, not me. Ask him if you can suck his cock. He may not want you to, you're a cheap dirty whore after all...." As she said this, she leant in and kissed him deeply on the lips. She then moved aside and stepped back slightly. Cameron grabbed his cock with his right hand and traced it across my lips:

"Something you want to ask me whore?" he said smirking and grinning. It obviously hadn't taken him very long to get into his role and start to enjoy using me. This realisation had my head swimming again. I knew that I was in for a mouthful of thick black cock any second now. I just had to compliantly humiliate myself once more. Not a problem:

"Please sir, please let me suck your big dick. I'm a cheap and easy slut and all I want is to feel my mouth stretching over your thick shaft. Use me as I deserve, as a cheap little fuck slut, fill my mouth full of cock please!" 

I've commented in other stories on how I love declaring my slut-dom and submissiveness in statements like this. The thought that occurred to me then as I said it was that I really and truly meant every word!

"Whaddya think Kirst? Should I let the slut suck my dick? Cameron said as he slid his heavy shaft across my face, my nose feeling the throbbing vein on its underside, my eyes lustily looking at his heavy balls.

Kirsty found the situation delightful, I could tell by the glint in her eyes. The voyeur in her loved nothing more than sights like this. Me on my knees ready to suck her own date's cock. She looked across at Cameron and then down to me, shrugging her shoulders in mock indifference:

"Not sure hun, the lads tell me she's a good cock sucker, they certainly give her plenty of practice but it's up to you whether or not you think she's worth it, she's pretty cheap and easy after all...?" 

"Yeah, she is pretty worthless isn't she, but it has been a while since I got a good sucking off and its on a plate ready for me...hmmm..." He mused teasingly. 

As he said this he held his cock head about a centimetre from my face, I could inhale that manly scent that is now so intoxicating to me. He took me by surprise, much to Kirsty's hilarity as, just as he was mid-sentence and I was looking back and forward at their faces while they 'decided' what to do to me, he thrust his cock sharply into my then closed lips without warning. 

I opened up almost automatically and gagged as he powered his shaft deep into my mouth, making me cough and splutter over the length of the thick meat I just been made to take. 

He literally rammed his advantage home, he ran his hands through my hair and held my head in place as he quickly and powerfully started to fuck my mouth. He had a deliciously fluid and steady rhythm that I enjoyed as I began to savour the taste of his rigid pole between my lips. 

"Oh...oh...that is good. Yes indeed. A talented little cock sucker!" Cameron said appreciatively as his arousal grew. I was beginning to get lost in the moment but just as quickly as he thrust into my mouth, he thrust out.

Unseen to me, Kirsty had beckoned him back onto the couch. She sat on the couch, her legs folded under her as she leant in to kiss Cameron full on the lips. Her hands reached around between his legs and played with his big cock. She broke the kiss and glared at me:

"Kneel between his legs you filthy whore, I want you to lick his balls and his shaft. No sucking just yet," she commanded, resuming her kissing.

For the next few minutes, as she held his cock with her hands, I lapped my tongue across his thick glistening shaft and his thick, heavy balls. I heard them murmur together and giggle probably forgetting I was even there. Cameron slid further down the couch and I heard another order from Kirsty.




Builders Slut Ch. 05



"Arse now, slut - get your whore tongue in his arse, let him feel what a tramp you are, licking a stranger's arsehole!" 

I slid down on my knees a little further. I had to almost lift his thick balls out of the way a little before opening his legs a little wider. As my tongue reached for his arse hole I heard him groan contentedly. I got to work licking his bum hole, and surrounding areas, feeling humiliated and loving every minute. 

I would have gladly carried on doing this forever but things were brought to a head quite quickly. Kirsty had been slowly but methodically wanking Cameron's cock for what seemed like half an hour. He was almost ready to explode with this and with the pleasure of my tongue on his cock, balls and arse, I could feel his torso rocking up and down in excitement as I struggled to maintain my tongue in his arse.

She recognised the signs of his increased excitement as his cock pulsed in her hand. She knelt up vertically to watch and ordered me to lick up and down the shaft of his cock. She then told me to suck him properly. I opened my mouth and slowly slid my greedy lips down his meaty shaft. 

As he got more desperate, Kirsty started to wank him more vigorously, kissing him all the time. As this continued, I felt that familiar first twitch of his cock in my mouth, Kirsty tugged sharply back on his cock just in time as he groaned in her mouth as they kissed. I was rewarded with a flood of jizz, his cock lurching violently over and over again as he pumped my mouth full of come, Kirsty continuing her manual assistance with her hand, tossing him off into my mouth. 

I clamped my mouth around his cock like the cum hungry slut I had become. I didn't need asking anymore, I knew my job. I swallowed the load and then delicately cleaned his shaft, bobbing my mouth and tongue diligently across his cock head, cleaning all the come up as the two of them continued to kiss.

My task done, I snapped out of my submissive reverie and let his cock fall out my mouth. As I leaned up to stand I looked up to see both of them smiling at me, Kirsty's face flush with excitement, Cameron's eyes glazed in post orgasmic bliss. 

"Now get yourself cleaned up whore. Fetch us some beers from the fridge and bring them to my bedroom. I've changed my mind, Cameron is going to fuck me when he's had a chance to recover. You're going to help."

I took a deep breath, Cameron's sperm still coating my lips and tongue, my third load of the night and I set off to carry out my latest orders. I was glad Kirsty was going to fuck him, but I wanted him too, I was the whore after all!

Kirsty and Cameron went straight into the bedroom and lay on the bed. They didn't pause as I brought in their drinks. I wasn't sure what to do so I sat in the chair next to the bed and watched as the couple got more amorous. I watched as he took the lead. He had Kirsty on her back and started to pull her clothes off one by one, her milky white flesh starting to appear, contrasting erotically with his dark muscular body as her skirt and top flew off. My head began to swim as I saw him slide her knickers down, open her legs wide and slither down the bed to get at her cunt. 

Whether intentional or not (I don't think it was!) I spent the next half an hour feeling like I was being cuckolded by Kirsty. She gave herself up to Cameron's skilled touch. She came violently and loudly on his tongue as he hungrily ate her cunt, her legs stretched widely across the bed. Neither paid me any attention at all, lost in their passion together.

Only after Kirsty had enjoyed her energy sapping orgasm and she started to consider rewarding Cameron for his efforts did she start to think of me again. Even then, only as their sex aide!

I was greeted to the erotic sight of Kirsty kneeling on the bed, with Cam on his back as she leant over him and stroked her tongue right along the shaft of his cock. His dick seemed to jolt into life again. Soon it was angry and thick once more, waiting for some more action. Kirsty this time was the one giving it to him. She gripped the shaft of this meaty dick and squatted over it, crying out loudly as she impaled herself on him. I was breathless watching it, as his dark glistening pole speared slowly but surely in and out of her pussy, her hands behind her head, her breast sticking out erotically.

She held him inside her, her eyes closed in bliss, before leaning over him, kissing him eagerly on his lips. I assumed she would complete the task of fucking him as I watched but once again she surprised me. She tenderly pulled herself off his cock and slid off the bed towards me. She reached for Cam's hand and helped him off the bed.

In total silence, she repeated the events of earlier in the evening by bending me fully over. This time my hands were at least supported by resting them on the bedside cabinet. My legs were pushed unceremoniously apart again and as I looked behind me, I saw Kirsty leading Cam by his dick towards me. She guided his shaft to my pussy lips and probably symbolically, moved behind him and pushed him bum towards me, allowing the head of his cock to nudge my pussy as if requesting admission.

He got the idea. He grabbed his cock and in one fluid movement, used his fingers to open me up, before driving his dick up me. I yelped in surprise as I felt my pussy lips retract violently in response to being filled with so much cock. Cameron was soon all the way inside me. He grabbed my shoulders for leverage and rutted me, the bedside cabinet rocking noisily back and forward. Kirsty took her more traditional role of observer, joining in once to play with my nipples and a few times to reach around for a grope of Cam's ball sack as it lurched back and forward with his fucking rhythm.

Both Kirsty and Cam were on the same page. I was just there to be the fuck toy to get Cam off. He fucked me mercilessly from behind. The only comments made were a brief exchange before his orgasm:

"Oh God yes hon, give the little whore a good shafting. Fill her dirty little cunt up, the filthy tramp. Look at her just bending over and taking it from you. She doesn't even know you and here you are with a length of dick up her cunt hole. Give her what she deserves, a hole full of your come!" Kirsty said this breathlessly and quickly as she watched each thrust as he took me.

"Mmm, damn, such a tight little cunt for such a cheap and easy whore. Here it comes bitch, I'm going to fill that little snatch full of come!" Cam said, as he stopped thrusting suddenly and groaned out loudly. He gripped my shoulders so tightly that he started to hurt me slightly. 

Luckily it was only for the duration of his thick cock twitching between my accommodating cunt as he delivered on his promised and flooded by slit with jizz. As he emptied himself again, he gave me one or two more slow thrusts before pulling out, his cock glistening like some triumphant weapon that had just completed the conquest of me.

Kirsty had me back on my knees immediately and she gripped his cock and fed it back into my mouth once more while they kissed again. Obviously, my whore duties now extended to cleaning his dick whenever he felt fit to fuck me.

This done, I was dismissed back into the lounge. I managed another trip to the bathroom to clean Cam's come from my pussy and freshen up after being thoroughly taken once again. As I recovered on the sofa in the lounge Kirsty called me back in a few times to go and fetch drinks and snacks. 

She perhaps showed her kinder side as it approached midnight. She called me in and patted the bed in between her and Cameron. I laughed inwardly as its just what you would do to a pet dog to indicate s/he can sleep with you. True to my pet status, I slid between them, half way down the bed and tried to doze off, replaying the images of all that had happened in my mind, content in my totally slutty behaviour. 

After what had been a torrid evening, I awoke with cramp, still on the bed, with Kirsty and Cameron kissing next to me. Kirsty glanced over her shoulder at me, broke off the kiss with him and kissed me, fully and lingeringly on the lips, taking my breath away. She looked saucily at me and then at Cameron. 

"I think some breakfast in bed is in order, don't you?" she said to me, but looking at him, "Run along my little whore, me and stud here need some food to renew our energy...and then you can help me with this thing again...." As she said the last part of her demand, I looked down to see she had his cock in her hand again; that cock that had managed to give us both so much pleasure last night. 

It was not yet fully erect, but it was getting there as he enjoyed the feeling of her hand sliding up and down the shaft. I wanted to suck it there and then as I had done yesterday. I looked in lust and awe at his powerful, lithe body, his bulging muscles and washboard stomach and his dark skin but mostly, his lovely dick and full, heavy balls which apparently I was going to enjoy again that morning.

"Yes Miss," was all I said as I reluctantly got off the bed and went to perform my cooking duties for them both. As I reached the kitchen, two things struck me. The first was that I hadn't put any clothes on, and hadn't even thought about doing so. It made me realise that inside this flat, I really was just a whore to be used. 

I knew Lee and Carl would probably be home, although no doubt sleeping off hangovers but this didn't phase me anymore and I actually found myself hoping one or both would come out, see me and fuck me there and then as they could if they so wished. The other thing that struck me about the kitchen was that Kirsty had obviously planned most of this in advance. Inside the fridge, was a carrier bag with a note saying, 'breakfast' on it. Opening it, there were croissants, bacon, eggs, butter, orange juice and everything needed to make a nice breakfast.

Looking every inch the dutiful (but naked!) maid, I opened the bedroom door with my hips as I was carrying a tray full of food, with tea and coffee for them both. I realised again with some irony that I had made two plates of food, not three, without even thinking about it. Obviously, subconsciously I hadn't thought of myself as a person allowed breakfast. 

"Very good slut!" Kirsty said as she saw my culinary efforts, "Put it here in between us." As she said this, she patted the bed in between her and Cameron again. "Now Cam, how about if my little slut here gags on that dick of yours while we enjoy some breakfast?"

He grinned, and then laughed as I looked on. He looked at me, slid the bed covers down and said with a smirk, "I could definitely get used to this! Sure, help yourself whore, suck my dick!" 

I was turned on so much by this scenario. I didn't even hesitate, I slid between his legs head first. I closed my hands over his prick and slid my greedy tongue slowly over the bulbous head and thick shaft. After a few seconds of this, I opened my mouth wide and felt that feeling of my lips having to stretch around his thick pole as I started to descend down his cock, feeling the head of his dick start to press against my throat, my hand grasping his shaft at the root like a powerful tool throbbing in my hands, my desire to please washing over me in an erotic haze. I enjoyed the feeling, my hands lowering down to his balls, allowing them to languidly flow in my hands inside their sack.

As I set to work enthusiastically, I heard the sounds of Kirsty and Cameron enjoying their breakfast and chatting idly as if I wasn't there. The only sounds from me were the slurps of my mouth and tongue as I was filled with a gorgeous dick. I started to enjoy myself more, I grabbed the thick shaft in my hands and lifted it up so I could slide my tongue and lips over his heavy balls, popping them in and out of my mouth. As I continued contentedly, we were interrupted by a knock on the door.

I looked up at Kirsty who, I noticed, pulled the covers over her to hide her breasts. "What do you want?" she shouted impatiently. I glanced behind me to see Lee standing at the door. He took a glance at them and a grinning glance at me, on my knees on the bed attending to Cameron's stiffy, my naked arse and pussy openly on display. 

"We're off out soon for footy, early start." Lee said.

"So what?" retorted Kirsty.

"Well, we want the slut before we go, couple of quick blow jobs will set us up nicely and clear the cobwebs..." 

"As you can see, she's a little busy right now. Have a wank or something for fuck's sake....!"

"Share and share alike. We have an agreement!" said Lee insistently.

I couldn't see, but I could imagine Kirsty rolling her eyes at this untimely imposition. It also occurred to me that I wasn't aware of any agreement – had they negotiated a rota?!

"Sorry Hun, do you mind? We can finish off our breakfast and she'll be back with us to finish the job in a few minutes. These two pricks never last long!" She chuckled. The irony not lost on me that she had asked Cameron if I could suck their dicks, not me!

"Hey no problem!" said Cameron. Not that I could see him as I hadn't stopped my ministrations on his fat nob but I imagined him grinning at all this. Hardly much of an inconvenience for him really, breakfast in bed with Kirsty followed by the promise of more easy sex with a willing whore later.

"OK slut, take yourself off with Lee and suck the guy's dicks before they go out to play. But hurry back to us. You have more work to do here!"

Reluctantly, I let go of Cameron's cock, marvelling at the soft thud of the cock flesh against his belly as I did so, and rose off the bed and walked out with Lee. Closing the door behind him, he practically pushed me into the lounge.

"In a bit of a rush here again darlin', get on your knees!" he said to me urgently. As soon as I did, he whipped his prick out of his boxers and practically forced it into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and started thrusting methodically and quickly in and out of my mouth. This was so like most of the times I sucked Lee or Carl off, I really didn't do a lot, just kept my mouth open while he jammed his dick in and out of me. 

As his assault continued, Carl appeared next to him. He was already dressed in T shirt and jeans as they really were getting ready to go out. He unzipped his pants and fished his cock out, presenting it to me. As I sucked Lee off, I grabbed Carl's in my hand and started to wank him off enjoying the feel of the thick flesh in my hand.

Lee still had a firm grip of my head. He started to groan a little more. I heard him say, "Fuckin hell mate, we should get her round every day, she's gettin' the hang of this cock sucking!" 

True to Kirsty's prediction, Lee wasn't going to last too long. 

"Oh fuck, here it comes slag!" he shouted at me as he continued to jab and prod deeply into my mouth.

"Dump it in her mouth and swallow it!" Carl said to us both in turn, "I'm next and I don't want to be balls deep in your junk!" 

He hardly had time to finish his sentence, Lee clamped my head again, with my nose against his stomach, the entire length of his cock stretched inside my mouth and throat, my eyes streaming, as I felt his cock jerking violently in my mouth. 

The come speared straight down my throat at first so I didn't even feel it although as he pulled his dick back a little, he coated my tongue and the back of my mouth with sperm. I slid my lips up and down his cock shaft, I slid my tongue over the head, collecting his come. As I finished this, Lee pulled out and seemingly in one motion, tucked his now satisfied cock in his boxers as best as he could and walked off to his room to finish getting ready.

Carl now took his turn. He tended to have a more wicked, teasing manner about him than Lee, who usually just wanted to use me. True to form, he grabbed his cock but rather than force it into my mouth, he slid it over my face and lips first. I moved my head around trying to catch his dick but he was too quick. I resorted to grabbing it with my hands but was quickly stopped:

"No hands, dirty slut. Put them behind your back. I'm using your mouth, nothing more. I believe this is the third cock you've sucked already this morning. I bet if I took you to footy, you'd have the whole footy team inside you in minutes, you dirty, nasty slag."

Being talked to like this was such an incredible turn on for me. I had a visual image of being taken into the changing rooms of his football team and taken by the whole team. A fantasy for another time perhaps! For now, I complied obediently yet again. I tucked my hands behind my back and opened my mouth. As I did, Carl grabbed his dick and guided it inside my willing mouth. 

He was slower and less urgent than Lee, he pressed his dick in my mouth slowly and deliberately, enjoying the sight of me on my knees, my mouth full of his pole. He made sure he enjoyed the moment, reaching down possessively and mashing my tits and pulling lightly at my erect nipples.

Despite the more relaxed pace, Carl didn't take too long either. As he felt himself about to come, he grabbed his cock and wanked himself furiously over my face. I heard a "over your face bitch!" as a hot splash of come landed on my nose, with plenty more following on my cheeks and lips. 

"Oooh yes, look at that slutty face, dripping with my come again," he said, as he slid his cock in and out my mouth, and, wanting to make a mess, all over my face. "I want you to swallow all that come!" he said looking down at me. It was like a challenge, I looked him in the eyes, slid my fingers across my face and into my mouth, collecting and swallowing as much sperm as I could.

Lee grinned, nodded seemingly in approval, plopped his cock back into his pants and walked off, calling out to Carl to get a move on. I took some deep breaths. Lee was of course correct, I'd already sucked three cocks since getting up this morning. The only thing I'd had to eat was two loads of fresh spunk! I blushed at what I had become in this flat, but I had no intention of stopping. In fact, I got to my feet, had a wash in the bathroom, and prepared myself to take Cameron's again in whatever manner I was told.

I wasn't sure of the protocol here as I approached Kirsty's bedroom. I decided to knock and heard Kirsty call out for me to come in.

As I opened the door, I was greeted by the erotic sight of Kirsty kneeling on the floor between Cameron's legs as he stood with his hands on his hips, sucking enthusiastically on his cock, a lovely flashback reminder of last night. She paused, holding his stiff dick in her hand as she looked over at me:

"That was quick. Those fuckers never did have any stamina. Come and help me with this monster! She said, a wide grin on her face.

For the next few minutes, we both knelt on the floor taking his thick shaft in our mouths, sometimes our tongues and lips entwining around the glistening shaft. As we sensed him about to come, Kirsty stood up, walked behind him and started stroking his cock furiously as I still knelt. He groaned loudly as Kirsty tossed him off. I had to close my eyes as a torrent of come coated my hair and face. Some of it was hanging off my forehead. Kirsty ignored this for the time being as she moved back around to me and presented her hand to me. Cam's come was all over her hand.

My duties were again to clean them up. Kirsty made great play of inserting each of her fingers in turn into my mouth for cleaning before Cameron held my head and stuffed his thick prick into my mouth for the same purpose. I rolled my tongue and lips all over his dick until he was happy he was clean.

An hour or two later, I emerged from that bedroom with a sticky mess of come and pussy juice covering me, my arse, pussy and mouth having been used and deliciously violated. I'd never had so much sex just in the space of one day. 




Builders Slut Ch. 05



As it turned out, that would be the one and only time I ever saw Cameron. Kirsty had never had any intention of seeing him longer term, she just fancied some fun with him, and with me.

EPILOGUE

The events in the above chapter are, like the rest of this series, based largely on true events. Most of the names, apart from my own, were changed and some (not all) scenarios were exaggerated and embellished for readers pleasure.

Writing this has actually influenced my sexuality. If this doesn't sound too contradictory, being so submissive has made me more confident. I love accepting my place in the sexual pecking order, on the lowest rung, as a woman who should be used by others. I see no harm in this, I am a submissive woman and I glory in my willingness to submit to those more dominant than me. 

Writing these events down has given me the interest to explore my fantasies, as begun in The Kirsty Fantasies – I hope to write more soon!