4 comments/ 36488 views/ 22 favorites How I Met The Guy I Wanted To Marry By: skyeslut I am one of those female who was a natural born slut. The same way some people can play piano or paint, with hindsight, my talent was there from the minute I started trying. I never imagined I would marry. I'd never really been able to settle into relationships because the ones that tried were not capable of fulfilling that part of me and if I'm completely honest, it's a huge part...I know there are people who will blame my personality on a whole bunch of things. I've never given it much thought, I'm the way I am and I like myself so I don't feel the need anazlise it. And then I met the guy I would marry. At the time I was having a happy life. I was getting all the cock I needed and the occasional amount of pussy from a variety of places and hurting no-one. I met him in a bar and wanted him to fuck me. I had worked out the best route was always directness. When he asked if he could buy me a drink, I gave my test response, because if they can't handle the mildest of my fantasies then there is no point wasting time. "Thing is" I told him. "A drink will cost you a tenner, I have this little fantasy thing. Let me give you a blow job and you pay me the price of the drink for the service" For a second he said nothing and I thought I'd misjudged him, then I felt his hand slip under my skirt, two fingers probing inside me, the exploration unhindered by panties - testing me for wetness - he said later... "Come on then " he gripped my arm and walked me outside, to a dim, but not exactly private area outside the bar, it didn't worry me - I already knew an audience excited me. He unbuckled and I dropped to my knees , sucking his heavy balls, he slapped my face hard with his cock, shoving into my mouth, all the way down into my throat, he used my hair to keep me jammed up against him releasing me a little as I gagged, then forcing back down to make me gag some more... he fucked my face roughly enough that I could feel the motion against concrete scraping my knees - if he hadn't been holding my head I'm pretty sure he would have pushed me over. I worked with him, sucking and gagging , my tongue and lips mashed up against his flesh. I felt his balls tighten and the welcome taste and feeling of his spunk filling my mouth and throat, so much it flowed up into my nose and I thought I'd drown, I was swallowing greedily and it was still pumping. I managed to get it all down and eagerly cleared every last drop from his meat before he let me up. He gave me a twenty. His other hand back under my skirt as I thanked him. "Dripping " he said laughing as he withdrew his hand "I bet you're gagging for me to fuck you" I nodded. "Maybe later" He took me back inside and he bought me a drink. he spent maybe an hour of teasing me more, pinching my nipples through my top so he could admire the length they reached when hard. He asked if it aroused me that other people were watching him do that. It did. I'd have happily let him - and the onlookers spread me on the table and form a queue to take whatever hole they wanted... Eventually - by which time he was amused to see my pussy was so wet the tops of my thighs were glistening with overspill, he took me outside to get a cab. About halfway to my house, the negotiations for the payment of the fare began between him and the driver. I wasn't consulted but the conversation was sufficient to keep me excited - the juices were about to soak through the back of my skirt. The driver had wanted to ream my ass - because his wife never let him do hers. I wouldn't have minded but D wanted to go there first. They settled on a blow job but he wanted me topless. He pulled over in a quiet place, fairly well lit but he left his lights on and I put my already bruised knees on the floor in front of the car and took off my top, my braless tits giving him an immediately visible erection. "You want me to swallow?" I asked politely before I began. He clearly hadn't thought that far ahead, before I'd finished the sentence he grabbed my hair and plunged into my mouth, he wasn't as big as D but, I'm not going to lie - any cock feels good in my mouth. I was a little disappointed that it didn't take him long to come, I only got a little swallow, before he pulled out and sprayed my naked tits with jizz. I scooped it up and licked it off my fingers, rubbing the rest into my skin. We were almost at mine so I didn't bother getting my top back on, partly because D refused to let me have it back. I think my performance had excited him - because in the back seat he pushed my mouth onto his cock - I managed to get another load out of him before we pulled up. Swallowing every last bit. If my neighbors had seen me stumbling topless up the entry with another guy in tow, they wouldn't be surprised - most of them had reaped the benefits at some point - the women as well. I may be a slut but I'm a very nice person to boot... Inside he made me bend at the waist, my ruined skirt shoved up, holding my ankles while he used his belt on my ass, leaving it tingling and red, the end of the leather catching my cunt when he aimed it right. He considered which hole to take first and in the end he flipped a coin. I was just begging him to fuck one. I admitted my preference would be someone in both before he went in...it landed on tails. The juices from my cunt lubed my back door and he slid in easily. Just the entry and one deep thrust that made his balls slap my agonized clit was enough to make me come - bucking on his dick like an animal as he yanked my hair to get a better hold on me. I was screaming at him to fuck me harder.I begged some more when he deposited a load into my dirt box and he obliged yanking me back to accommodate his cock more deeply until he filled me with the cum I'd been begging for. He pulled out of my spunk filled ass, laughing as cum trickled out of the gape and went straight to my mouth. It took him a few minutes to recover sufficiently to drill my cunt as mercilessly as he'd taken my ass. It went on for a day - the second day he called me in sick to work because I was physically wrecked. I told him honestly about myself, how my favourite positions required a minimum of double penetration, and the next day without warning he came in and blindfolded me. I felt whoever it was at my mouth and the familiar feel of him in my ass as I sucked greedily on the unknown cock - the two of them worked me so hard that I passed out - when I came round it was us again and I knew I'd probably found the guy I wanted to marry. Because with the best will in the world - he can't be in three holes at once. So - its not a cuckold thing - he'll never be the right age to fulfill my desire to be spanked by older men, so he invites older men to participate in spanking me with him before they jointly violate my holes. My favourite is a fairly well to do guy, who has the thickest cock I have ever experienced, I'd like to measure it but I'm not sure if it would be rude to ask, but we go and stay with him a fair bit :) Those weekend fulfil our host's own kinks as well as mine...his thing is to have me piss my panties then whip my ass with a cane, the pissy underwear shoved in my mouth before removing the panties so my mouth is free for one cock while the other is fucking my striped ass. And his kink led to me getting into the watersports thing. I never thought it would be - but done right, getting a golden shower it is pretty awesome:) I also rarely bother using bathrooms - I have serious habit of relieving myself as publicly as I dare.... I think it might be weird how much I like to get my ass fucked...and it makes me squirt every time... I have no need to cheat - he makes sure what I have is everything I need- he controls who when where. I'm not always blindfolded - I don't care who they are, stuntcocks, there are some I like more than others - mainly for girth - How I Met The Guy I Wanted To Marry Ch. 02 So. I had found the man of my dreams. It seemed he felt the same way about us, we were getting married....He encouraged me to change my job and follow my dreams...He owned a few businesses and money wasn't a thing I had to worry about now. So , I quit my nice, safe job at a nice hotel to working the bar in a strip club owned by him and his brother, Nate. Obviously Nate knew about me, his brother had invited him over to spit roast me about a week after we met. He stays with us a fair bit. Brothers that like to share, however they both admit, their previous attachments have been far less accommodating than me. Those girls must be crazy, because nothing feels quite as good as the two of them inside me. If I misbehave at work I get punished. Nate has a ruler in his office, flexible metal, if I piss him off he bends me over the desk and beats my bare ass with the ruler until he feels better. I sort of fancied stripping until I found out the rules about clients touching the strippers, Nate had sussed me out and explained no such rules apply to the bar tenders. If I give customers blow jobs in my 'breaks', like he told the guy who came in after some bastard reported me, there isn't much he can do about it. Even the licensing official agreed it would be illegal to fire someone for being a slut... I don't have to be topless, but I sometimes feel like it, I can dress as trashily as I feel like. Although I mostly wear what Dan and Nate liked, long boots, short shorts and skimpy shirts. The trouble with the shorts is visible damp patches, although people seem to enjoy it :) I get to suck as many dicks as I like, the numbers boosted mainly because a few of the cute little t-shirts that have 'cocksucker' or 'I Dan doesn't like me to fuck without his permission, so honestly I never have, I'm quite happy as a cum-guzzler. Shit, maybe I need a t-shirt that says that too. Can't believe I haven't already... I like my job. I get along with everyone, I make great tips and the hours don't interfere with my sleep or my being at D's beck and call. He always drops me off and picks me up from work. I guess the only problem with my job is...it turns me on a stupid amount, the hot girls stripping, the guys touching me up, the time on my knees practicing my oral arts...all contribute to the nightly damp patch. And Dan knows I'm dying to be fucked so he likes to prolong my agony.After closing the guys like to for some of us girls to put on a show sometimes, I don't mind, but honestly all that licking just gets hungrier for cock... I don't mind sucking pussy, it tastes pretty good, even better when it's loaded with spunk. But I will always be a cock -slut at the core...I was given holes for a reason... I usually get some kind of reward, from whoever he is drinking with, getting pounded by them before going home or I get my bukkake and piss fix, which is so much easier to clean up at the club. As for the growing obsession with watersports. I'm not even sure how don't even know how my thing for it started... I'd pissed on a couple of guys at their request before, although it jarred somewhat with my natural submissiveness. I'd always enjoyed pissing in public though. I'd loved being a cum-dump for multiple loads from the first time I experienced it, and I guess it's just another type of hot fluid from my favourite organ. I used to masturbate by aiming the bidet stream at my clit, a good hard stream of piss feels kind of like a smaller version of that, aimed at the nipples, clit or back of ones throat - it feels awesome. I think the first time, wasn't really planned. Dan had some buddies over, and we were hanging out in the garden one Sunday afternoon, I had my dirtbox impaled on one cock with me facing forward, and Dan's buried in my throat, so I didn't see the hot stream coming at me. I felt it landing on my clit with some good aim though and it felt good... Dan came in my mouth and tipped me backwards, with Sam's cock still rammed up my ass thrusting away. Mikey, the guy pissing moved his stream up to target my nipples, then Dan and Nate joined in , they took aim at my face and hair, holding my jaw open and aiming at the back of my throat so I gagged and choked a little. I didn't think I'd like it - but as usual - the filthier an act is the wilder it seems to drive me... Sam, fired his cum hard into my asshole, then wiggled himself out for me to suck his cock clean, I was on my hands and knees, sucking his meat...my gaping, cum leaking asshole was exposed and I guess was too easy a target for the next pisser... feeling the hot, forceful jet surge hotly into my rectum and mix with the cooling spunk was something quite spectacular. I finished cleaning Sam, but he held my face so that I couldn't get his cock out of my mouth. He began trickling his own stream of piss directly down my throat, before exiting and moving his aim to my hair and face, leaving it soaked, my eyes burning when he held the lids up with his thumb and doused my eyes with it... He has a thick heavy, dick even when it's not hard. I love to get my face cockslapped by him. I was so soaked with piss that when he vacated my mouth and delivered the usual cock slap to my wet face it stung. I looked like a drowned rat by now - obviously a more attractive sight than I thought, because two of them were rigid and ready to go back in... A few days later, after work, I had the guys put me in a circle jerk, when they finished dousing me in spunk, I had them give me a golden shower. Turns out, I did like it quite a lot...who'da thought it. How I Met The Guy I Wanted To Marry Ch. 03 Everything is quieter in the winter. Cock hunting in the freezing weather is frustrating – the army guys did some winter endurance with me and my duties at the bar kept my ass busy enough. Although the cold weather stuff for the army seemed a bit dumb. The last war anyplace cold was the one with Hitler... Life in winter was much like in everyone else's world, cold, grey and too fucking long. Christmas and NYE were fun, There was a vodka bar outside for the New Year's party, complete with a custom ice sculpture built by some Finnish dude who was the brother of one of the lorry drivers. He made an impossibly large, but anatomically correct ice sculpture cock, hard packed which I was impaled on for long enough to lose internal feeling before it began to melt. They kept me in furry boots and gloves and ridiculously furry ear muffs. My other extremities were pissed on to keep them warm - because hypothermia and frostbite might spoil the fun... I don't think my nipples have ever been that hard. The coating of spunk and piss on my nipples formed honest-to-fuck miniature icicles; my hair glistening with frozen cum pearls and piss diamonds. And I'm not gonna lie, the freezing pussy was kind of a weird feeling. But when they started filling it up with hot spunk after was fucking awesome. Ice princess eat your cunt out... I can't quite reach it, but they did manage to angle me so I got a faceful of my own squirt juice... Happily, now the warm weather was back, as a treat I got to go dogging again. Dan and his brother had got hold of an old Range Rover and 'modified' it into my hobby car, including an gadget to hose me down after wards. It was big, comfortable and the leather seats were easy to clean. My favourite 'modification' was the towbar. The biggest one we could find, fixed so there is room for me to mount it, facing forward. Having my pussy impaled on that with the engine purring is indescribable. Being fucked is always good. Always... But what I love to do most while dogging is to be mounted on the chrome hitch, topless and suck cock after cock and have them unload on my face and tits...The tow bar stunt always went down well with doggers... Dan had built up quite a good circle of locals and a few from further afield who didn't mind travelling, and a few who where on the road anyway, like lorry and cab drivers that he would text and there were always by passers... I had built up a decent collection of slogan outfits that made my intentions / purpose obvious, but would pass entry into a straight nightclub. My favourites were sheer t-shirts that had slogans like 'cocksucking slut' glittering across the front in rhinestones...heels or boots and a thong. Dan didn't like me to wear bras so I mostly don't. Strangely he did like me to wear panties, albeit skimpy ones. Usually a skirt, short denim with pockets jammed with condoms and wet wipes for contributors that wanted them. I tend to prefer having my skirt shoved up and under wear yanked aside... but shorts round my ankles works just as well. And the thing is with the shorts, the damp patch looks good. And the thing is, I seem to dress like this most of the time now. I had quickly learned that squatting for a piss is always a good ice breaker, especially when Dan has me on a leash or by the hair while I go, holding a workman's torch over me like a spotlight. The first guy that approaches us is so ready he jams deep into my willing mouth while piss is still gushing out of my waxed pussy, the small knot of guys with him cheering him on as he pumps spunk down my throat in under a minute. The leash is tugged when he is finished, and I'm led over to a car, where a freshly fucked, nicely shaved pussy is waiting for me to clean. My face is buried in the faceless woman's cunt, busily tounging her clean. I can feel my ass cheeks being spread, then a cock probing - I had no way of knowing it was Dan until he was in, bareback and the rhythm felt familiar....the meat that soon joined him in my ass is sheathed and the joint invasion makes me scream delightedly into the cunt of the faceless woman...My own neglected cunt begins to drip on the ground. As usual, the penetration of my ass makes me squirt, my hips bucking fiercely as the force of the thrust from behind shove me harder against the woman. I can feel my mouth filling up with the salty taste of pussy cum and I work my tongue harder against her clit. I get pulled away by my hair, I'm reluctant to leave the slippery, tasty musk of her cunt, my whole face covered in her juices and dregs of the spunk I'd sucked out her hole. My face is quickly replaced by between her legs by another guy pounding at her juiced up cunt. The two cocks inside me are grinding agonisingly and pleasurably deep as (finally!) a third cock enters my pussy from the front, filling me completely – my holes stretched so tight I'm afraid I will spilt apart , even though I'm crushed between the three men, barely able to breathe, yet another guy somehow works his way into my mouth, just at the point I thought it would never end, a hot flood burned hotly up inside my ass, followed swiftly by the clean spasm of the condomned cock, then a merciful release in pressure as they began to deflate...The multiple penetration had stretched and lubed me enough to spend a while on the towbar, so Dan yanked my clothes off, and helped me mount the solid chrome lump and I went to task, entertaining the crowd orally, getting plastered with, and swallowing spunk until I told Dan that my jaw felt like it was going to dislocate... How I Met The Guy I Wanted To Marry Ch. 04 Traffic I am was probably the only person in the universe who actually enjoys being stuck in traffic; provided I have something to keep me amused...The guys soon got bored and started playing with me. First they decided it was wrong that I'd never ridden a gear stick, the way I had the tow bar. It wasn't exactly hard to convince me to give it a ride, my pussy was already soaked just thinking about it how good it would feel. The van in front blocked the front screen view, a lorry on the other side. I had to start with my head out the sunroof, knees balanced on the seats. I lowered myself onto the polished wood and chrome knob. Biting my lips so I didn't scream as it inched in – it felt really really good. The vibrations for the idling engine hit my core like nothing else. Below my vision the guys, one in the front, one in the back had mouths sucking, their fingers rubbing my clit, pinching, biting and slapping my tits and ass, my t-shirt rudely shoved up so my tits, with a glaze of drying spunk from earlier, were on display. My first orgasm from the penetration was quick to arrive, and seemed to go on for a long time, intense enough to make me want to stay there for ever, the lever was coated with juices, the solid, unmoving chunk filling me up, my pussy flooding to accommodate it...the engine vibrations creating the weirdest sensation, so good I couldn't help bearing down harder as I writhed in ecstasy. I reluctantly got off as we the traffic began to move , then stopped again - the car moved a few inches. I sat in the passenger seat, leaned over, exhausted from cumming so hard, messy tits still on display, my skirt shoved so high it was useless for purpose, my shaved gaping slit dripping fluid as I unzipped Dan and began sucking his fat cock. Dan laughed as he looked up and saw a lorry driver openly leaning in for an eyeful. Nate helpfully obliged the voyeur by moving me -while my mouth fixated on sucking Dan's tasty knob - he put me on all fours, my ass and pussy framed by the window, Nate's finger reaching from the back seat and ass dipping me, opening my pussy wide for the onlooker. I moved my hand and started wanking Nate's cock. I had Dan's prick buried down to the root in my mouth, my tongue licking his balls until he shot in my mouth and I greedily swallowed every hot creamy droplet. I felt hands shoving me, lying me back, tipping the seat flat. Nate roughly opening my legs, to give the onlooker the best view of my cunt while he forced his dick into my mouth, my head twisted mashed against the gap between the seats, sucking as best I could given the awkward angle. Nate showered my tits, neck and upturned face with his load, his free hand spanking my exposed and soaking snatch - hard enough to redden the engorged, wet flesh; my hips bucking frantically in response, then that firm grip, forcing the heel of his hand against my swollen clit and pinching inside me, forcing me to squirt. I hoped the trucker was enjoying the show, knowing he was watching made me come even harder. I was screaming my head off, past caring if my conduct drew attention to the car. Typically as soon as the jam cleared we needed fuel and I was starving. Plus to keep squirting properly it's important to get lots of fluids – not just spunk, sadly. Pulling in shortly behind was the truck, the driver of which who had seemed to enjoy watching me suck both the dicks in the car. He also knew I'd swallowed what hadn't been dripped on my tits; drying but visible if you looked. I wasn't sure if he'd seen me ride the gearnob but I knew for sure he'd got an eyeful of the rest. I gave him some deliberately provocative looks, bent over in the gift shop to remind him and let a few others know I wasn't hindered by panties – and my own excitement was visible on my thighs, feint handprints from rough handling and spankings en route. I looked quite fuckable though, a short, crumpled denim skirt and a tight vest top, buttons down the front several of which were unfastened, showing the spunk-glazed hollow between my firm tit. It was easy to see I had no bra, my tortured nipples still so erect they were practically ripping through the cotton. I had on a pair of cowboy boots that just added to the slut look that suited me so well. My hair was in a messy ponytail, all the better for pulling me around with... My clit was throbbing like a bruise; I had to frig it into a more manageable state in the restroom. I left the pussy juices coating my upper thighs and fingers, then went back out. The guys had already given the trucker the green light. I sat as demurely as is possible for a girl with no underwear, chocka full of spunk, with the recent double load still drying on my skin – not to mention my own pussy spunk dripping down my thighs and the taste in my mouth from earlier where I'd swallowed cock pulled out of my dirtbox. I drank some coffee and a coke regretting the cum-tang was washed away from my mouth but comforted by the promise of more in the not so distant future The guy was stockily built and I knew it would feel great to have that weight slamming me from behind, while my companions called encouragement and added their own meat to my menu. I moved and straddled the truckers knee, pressing myself against the rough fabric of his jeans, leaving a hot damp patch that I knew he could feel through the material. I could feel his fingers probing me from behind, making me wiggle harder on his leg, giggling. I leaned forward to lick an errant drop of spunk from my knee, sliding further toward his groin as I dipped my head, not caring the angle exposed my tits. They sat discussing the best way to maximise my holes, the theme of the chat making me frantic to get on with it, the more I tried to hurry the more they dragged it out. I needed a piss but the new friend seemed very keen to watch me do that ,so I had to hold it. Eventually we went out. The driver guy had a massive boner under his jeans. I would have bent over and taken it in the car park. I had to settle for squatting to piss, barely hidden by our car, leaning back and holding my pussy open, gushing it real hard for him. I was excited because I'd never been fucked in a lorry before, he had porn DVDs and all sorts, a big bed thing but I still wanted it over the front seats first! Actually I wanted to straddle the front of the cab and get a public friction orgasm then be bundled in and treated like a slut. I had to settle for leaving the curtains open in the cab, we were too high for any passerby to glance in but I knew it was a possible audience if another truck happened to pull past. The trucker predictably wanted me to swallow a load, which I did willingly as we watched a passable porn flick; the other two had a dive in the back while he enjoyed the spectacle of his new friends warming the spot for him while gathered himself. Then I sat on his lap, astride his dick this time, facing forwards, (eyeing up the hood wondering if I could get away with the public exhibition) m,y arms braced on the huge steering wheel as he tried to decide which hole he wanted his dick in, he went with the pussy in the end. I was already cumming as he thrust his nice thick pole deep into my aching cunt, his hands holding me in place and moving me up and down on his cock at the same time, shoving my t-shirt up, his big hands roughly groping my tits, as my pussy muscles hungrily gripped his meat, trying to pull him deeper into me. He loved banging his thick one into my tight little asshole, doggy style soon after he'd spunked hard and plenty into my stuffed pussy. He couldn't get enough of ass-fucking me, then fucking my throat – he hadn't ever been allowed in his wife's ass or mouth –certainly not one directly from the other, so he was delighted to meet such a willing set of slutholes, begging to do all the things he wanked over in the porn movies; Dan and Nate helpfully filled my ass up with a DP to get the my back door gaping first, plus the loads of spunk to help grease his way in, then he stuck his cock in and really fucked my asshole, putting his whole body into each thrust, one of his big hands slapping my rump as he got into it, his balls slapping up against my oozing cunt as he banged away at my welcoming back door. His other hand yanking my ponytail pulling me back hard onto the cock fucking my asshole. At the other end, Dan and Nate had me busily sucking the two dripping dicks removed from my ass to make room for the guest, he shot so hard into my rectum I thought it would come outta my mouth!! I sucked his tackle good and clean, ready for later. I promised him a dive in the backdoor for each year of married refusal and the poor guy didn't think he had it in him but he was a trier...and it was a lot of fun. The boys liked to show off so they got me a couple of drinks and fist fucked me into squirting, the spray went everywhere – the cab reeked of my well oiled cunt. They sat me on him and angled it just right so his dick made me squirt again I got as much more of his thick cock before we reluctantly had to get on back to the journeys. By the end of the afternoon, the three of them had fucked me in every way possible, drained me and themselves of bodily fluids. I still would have stayed for more though. I love being the centre of attention... By the time we had to get going I was sticky, stretched and totally happy albeit a little bruised and numb and leaking spunk from every stretched hole. Back in the jag Dan climbed in the back, smiling at his little cumslut all fucked out. I fall asleep with my head in his lap, him gently stroking me to sleep. How I Met The Guy I Wanted To Marry Ch. 05 Dan and Nate had decided Dan would marry me, because he was the elder brother and he had the thing about wanting me to be tied to him. They'd tried sharing Nate's previous girlfriend, she liked the tag-team fucking, but couldn't deal with the situation permanently. It seemed right for us all.. .Nate had his own room but we mostly just bunked in the massive custom bed in the master suite. I never got bored of waking up to two cocks both ready to start the day off in my favourite way. Working at the club was more fun by the day... Nobody in England plays baseball. There is a lot of bats around though. Because we are not allowed guns. We had a couple of aluminum bats at the club and one at the house for 'security'... I'd been idly considering how the thing would feel in my sluthole for quite a while. I'd been keeping it quiet because I was pretty sure it wouldn't be as much fun as I imagined and it wasn't like my pussy wasn't getting enough stuffing! Anyway, I had a work project to keep my mind off how good that, smooth, rigid metal would feel wedged in my cunt.. I'd bugged Nate about a glory hole for long enough to wear him down. Nate is a lazy guy. His main argument was the inconvenience of having to locate it. Eventually he agreed if I did all the work, I could have one. The details were boring but suffice it that I had the thing ready for operation in three weeks. Simple enough, basically a big sturdy box, two sections, a door for men and one for women, the wall had various wide holes, with cushioned edged, at different heights and a couple of grab rails to steady the receivers as their mouth (or whatever) worked the hole. It wasn't a massive structure but comfortably three people could stand on each side. The contractor who built the thing, Dan and a couple of others from the club had vigorously tested the angles and capacity :) It was surprising, the trials. I knew exactly who the men on the other side were, and I'd had all of them in one hole or another at some point, I guessed at once who each one belonged to but it was somehow so much more exciting to be squatting in front of the wall and suddenly just having the dick in front of you, ready to be serviced...I busily sucked at Dan, my face mashed up against the divider - it did feel a bit strange giving head without having my hair yanked around or getting my face cock slapped. Not bad, just different. The experience already had my cunt dripping... Dan filled my mouth with cum and immediately the second hole was filled with the contractors expectant meat, Nate at another hole so I had to alternate my hands and mouth to attend them both. I greedily went to work, one of the door man was at the other hole, Dan came in an started fucking me from behind as I sucked, banging my head against the partition, you know - to make sure it was strong enough... It went properly operational later that day, by the weekend it was my new favourite place. Dan had a web feed put in, so if the visitor didn't mind the whole thing could be viewed on club screens and so he could watch on his phone when he was out and about. I didn't ever mind being on the screens. And for the most part, neither did the proffered cockmeats. Amber, one of the strippers, who had been reassigned to the bar because she had the same trouble I did in keeping to the no touch rules. Dan and Nate tended to plug my cunt and ass when I was in there because it was torturous for me to deprived of getting those holes fucked. Amber had no restraints, she, like me preferred to suck, but sometimes she just got so horny, she'd shove her hot, juicy cunt against the anonymous meat and serve me up a cream pie when they guy dumped his spunk into her. The cocks had to wait a minute or two while I guzzled those creamy treats out though:) She was gorgeous, tall with very dark skin and tits that made me wet just looking at them, her dark skin and hair look so good when they got covered with cum... And her pussy tasted so fucking good, with or without a load of cum in it. She liked being in the box as much as I did, so between us we kept it going and often left the bar to the blokes. And considering how much Nate had complained about building the thing, he spent an awful lot of time in there getting serviced... Within time, we' d started to get a few more couples and female customers who wanted to try the experience on my side of the wall...I don't blame them. I loved it in there and it was always more fun with company. Dan literally had to drag me and Amber out by the hair on Friday night when we'd been in there for several hours. Naked and covered almost from head to foot in spunk and a few doses of piss, we were both so ready to be fucked hard it wasn't funny...Amber had already been fucked a few times, shoving her cunt instead of her mouth over the hole for a few lucky dicks - and me, I got to suck the spunk out of her freshly fucked snatch. She was still begging Nate to ream her ass out when we got out of the box. The men were playing poker with a couple of friends, they wanted us to entertain them so we set about clearing the masses of cum from each other's bodies, using only our tongues. Which wasn't helping with my cock craving... Dan told Amber to get a strap on, she did, the double ended one so we could both get off...One guy suggested Amber fist me, so she did, forcing a squirt out...then she fixed the dildo on and fucked me almost as well as guy. I was fixing the drinks for everyone and the bat caught my eye again. The strap-on fucking had opened me up quite a lot. I circled the width with my hand, I figured Amber's fist fist must be at least as thick, the strap-on was big as well. If I could take them, surely I could accommodate a bat?...and I was a little drunk by now. I didn't get the chance to stay quiet. Dan saw me holding it and the look on my face and came over, grabbed the bat and me. He put me up on the pool table - seriously I don't think that table ever got used for playing pool...Amber was giggling, she thought I was nuts and the guys gathered around, as Dan spread my legs, Amber hopped up, and started rubbing my clit, I was already wet but she carried slapping and biting my tits until I thought I was going to come. I heard Dan tell me to hold off my orgasm. I was trying to obey him! I could feel Dan's hands, , three, four fingers deep -my mind was racing - that was hurting, how the fuck would a bat feel? The two of them kept tormenting me and the other guys were watching with interest, their cocks getting bigger, two of them finding their way into my mouth, Nate's familiar cock pushed into my hand. They unloaded on my face, leaving my mouth free to scream. Dan had his whole hand inside me by then and it hurt like nothing I'd imagined, but it felt really, really good at the same time. My abused cunt was pumping juice around his fist, trying to ease the passage. When he removed his hand, I was sobbing gratefully at the release at the same time as wanting to beg for him to do it again. He showed me his hand , soaked to the wrist with my juices, shoving his fingers deep into my mouth - I almost never gag on cock, but trying to fit his hand down my throat made me choke. My hand still gripping Nate's meat, I felt his load shoot messily up my arm and he wiped his dick in my hair. Dan slid the bat in gently, the cold hard metal brutally invading me, and even though my cunt had been warmed up and spread out, it still resisted admitting the solid unflexing lump inside, it felt like it was halfway in...But was only about 11 inches inside, according to Amber who was abusing my clit while Dan worked the bat in a little more. And a little more... Until Dan estimated I had 14 thick inches buried in my cunt. I couldn't see, having the bat pushed inside me made sitting up impossible, the bat doesn't bend with you like a human does...and when Dan let the handle rest down for second, the pressure of the weight sent indescribable waves through my stretched muscles, he started twisting it and I swear I went off like a rocket, I came so hard I actually passed out. Fucking awesome... Someone fetched me round in the usual fashion. i.e. - a good hard cock slap to the face. Nate was fiddling with the bat, sending more waves through me. Dan took my mouth, fucking my face relentlessly, I could tell the bat thing had him fired up by the force he face-fucked me. I was disappointed he didn't come in my mouth and more than a touch scared when I realised he pulled out of my face because he was going to try and fuck my ass. While the bat was still pushed in my pussy... He took it out first, arranged me and Amber in a 69, with me on all fours above her, so she could take some of the bat weight. (One trouble with the bat is it's kind of long and there is no way to fit the whole length in, so you need to support handle end.) Amber was attending to my clit . The other guys wanted a ride before the bat went back in. The two other guys quickly emptied their sacks into my stretched aching pussy, and Nate stretched and filled my ass, while I shoved my face into Amber's hot musky cunt. Amber helped Dan slide the bat back in, it went in much easier this time, the fresh loads of spunk oozing out as the bat claimed every bit of my internal space. Amber's mouth attacking my spunky clit, her hands supporting the bat. Dan spat hard on my asshole and begin to fight his way in to my rectum, I could feel him grinding up against inflexible lump of metal. I was terrified the thin division of flesh would just quit under the strain... one final thrust and Dan was balls deep in my dirtbox and the sensation of the double penetration chased the fear of splitting in half away. Amber twisted the bat as Dan instructed and again it tipped me into a hard orgasm. Dan could not pound my ass as hard as normal because the space was too tight, It still felt incredible and he filled my ass with cum far too quickly . Amber began guzzling my creamy, gaping asshole as Nate eased the bat out, within seconds of it exiting two cocks slammed in to my vacant cunt. I couldn't see whose because my face was buried in Ambers' delicious juicy slutholes... poor Amber just got one in her ass like she'd been begging for. I soon felt my mouth fill up with pussy cum anyway so she was clearly happy enough with her portion. I thought my cunt would never unstretch back to normal after that evening. It did. I didn't get to bring the bat home though:( But I did get one for my birthday. Along with a neat ball gag - the ball has lots of holes in it, so when I'm getting faicalised, the cum drips through the holes.