****** Perverse by Suzie SleaZe ******
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Perverse


The preparations are complete.
Soon 'Slut' (as she likes to be called) will arrive.
I have waited most of my adult life for the nights of pleasure that Slut now
gives me.
Nights where I can indulge my dark side.
Exercise my lust for merciless degradation.
Continue my search for the ultimate perversion.
These nights together I experience forbidden pleasures borne of the fantasies
of my mind.
And hers,
I have found my match in Slut!

Tonight we will drag each other once again to the depths - past our previous
filthy limits. Tonight we will take pleasure from each other's bodies in every
imaginable way, play out the filthiest, most perverse scenarios our twisted
minds can invent.

I glance at the clock. She's late! But no worry. She'll have stopped for a fuck
on the way, she's like that - just a filthy bitch. Never a missed an
opportunist fuck since she was fourteen when three greasy fairground workers
fucked her behind the burger bar after she'd taunted and flaunted herself at
them in tight and gaudy orange shorts and yellow boob-top.(She's given me the
grossest of detail about it right down to the individual taste of each cock and
asshole and what she did with the spunk later on - when she stood naked in
front of her bedroom mirror and played with the stuff as it oozed out of her
newly-fucked hole).Tonight she's probably managed to encourage a semi-willing
cock and got herself a cuntful at the train station. It's almost as if she
thinks that pleasure-hole of hers will heal up if it's devoid of cock for too
long. But it never is.

I've known her for four weeks now - since we 'met' in a dark-and-dingy disco
mensroom. I found her there, where she'd been abandoned by the dozen or so men
who had fucked her almost to unconsciousness. She was sitting in the half-full
trough of a pisswall urinal, head lolling to one side, still spattered with
gobs of slimy spunk even though she'd been pissed over by those that had used
her...
By them, and by those who came in later (the few that she'd managed to persuade
anyway).

She still managed a weak smile for me though, and her voice - only just
intelligible - was still croaking 'piss on me bastard. Fuck me if you want'.
(The later ones hadn't wanted to fuck her, of course. Not when they came in
cold and found her in that state. But most of them were drunk enough to find
the act of pissing over a girl pleasurable - even if not arousing). Yes, she's
told me the tale many times - threatened she'd go back there... Maybe someday
I'll take her. Her birthday treat perhaps...

Her only regret about that night was that none of them would shit on her,
though she'd pleaded with them to do it. Up until me, none of her menfriends (I
can't describe them as boyfriends) had ever played shitsex with her.

I brought her home that night, washed her, put her to bed, nursed her though
the next day when she was sore and still groggy. Since then we've learnt how
much alike we are - in our very special tastes and needs...

A last quick glance around the basement room to make sure everything is
ready...

The heating and humidity is just right, warm and humid like a tropical night. A
single incense stick lending the air a sexual overtone. The stone floor is
covered with a huge black rubber sheet. At the center of the sheet is an old
and very-much stained king-size mattress. At one side of the mattress is an old
black leather settee, beside it is a coffee table prepared with glasses, cans
of super-strength lager, two tablets, six joints.

The lighting is special - soft uplighters complimented by gentle but effective
spots that illuminate the center-placed mattress, forming a 'center-stage' for
sex.

Black satin drapes hang from the ceiling, lending an almost evil air to the
place. The drapes conceal the most important fixtures - three professional-
grade video cameras which will (hopefully) burn our filth onto three video
recorders already switched to record in the utility room upstairs.

One camera takes all the basement.
One takes the central area.
And one is close-up on the mattress. Nothing can be missed.
The only other furniture is a cupboard containing stuff my Slut will want and
some stuff I don't want her to see - not until later.
All prepared...
The door-chime! My heart races as I go up and open it, pause to take in the
sight of her.
She looks every inch the slut she is - the slut she is proud to be.

A wild mass of spikey-permed raven-black hair frames deeply-sexual and
naturally-slutty features. No innocence is portrayed here - innocence is one
thing that Slut is completely devoid of.

Her body is unashamedly displayed. I'd offered to get her a cab to bring her
but she'd smiled. 'I'll walk. Get the bus. Then the train. Then walk,' she'd
told me. 'It'll do me good.'

I'd smiled too - at her reply - knowing exactly what she meant. She would make
the journey with her body on show, almost as if she were naked. She would
absorb visual lust with relish, each contact making her hotter. And she would
take any cock offered as a compliment, and arrive in the state I loved her to
be in.

Super-horned and fucked - if we were lucky.

The curves of her gorgeous body push through an almost translucent white latex
mini-dress that shines in the streetlights. The tits (far too big for her
size), strain the slinky-thin rubber, soft flesh spilling above the low-cleaved
front, teats prodding through latex, the hard, brownie circles visible through
the white. A wide, uncovered gold zipper runs from cleavage to a few inches
above the hemline - an intentional suggestive invitation.

The hemline is an unbelievable one-inch below her crotch, exposing bare, tanned
thigh right up to that place that ought to be so private, but on Slut is so
public.

Any man would kerbcrawl past this one. She couldn't look more brazen if she had
'FUCK ME' tattooed across her forehead.

The smell of her drifts in through the open doorway. It's woman, all woman -
she never wears perfume or deodorant. I breathe in that scent - wondering why
she has made the effort to look so gorgeous, when in a short while she will
look like, and smell like, the very devil.

For now though, she's perfect. Every inch the slut she is - every inch the slut
she is proud to be! My Slut - willing to be used in whatever way pleases me.

And tonight I have a surprise planned for her, one that will fulfil her most
wild fantasy.

 "Wanted: Young couple to share an evening of depravity with equally-deranged,
                            very attractive couple.
     A delight in piss and scat sex and a love of the vile is necessary."


This had been the wording of my ad in a contact magazine and I had received
several replies. I chose Samantha, a slutty-looking, nineteen-year-old who
looked about sixteen on her photo and her 'dirty-old-man ShitDaddy' (as she
herself described him) He was Snake - a thirty-one-year-old biker type. 'He's
got a cock so fucking huge he's called Snake by his gang,' she wrote me. 'His
real name's Justin would you believe and he can fuck like a horse every night
and all night'.

Samantha and Snake were due in fifteen minutes. I'd planned a thirty-minute
warm-up for me and Slut but now it was down to fifteen thanks to her lateness.

And Slut thought that she would get only me tonight!
Surprise Surprise!

She enters coolly, arrogantly, smiling that knowing smile, the ever-present
glint in her eye saying "I love fucking, I love cock, put your cock in my mouth
or in my cunt and fuck me to death" to men. To women that glint said "I love
fucking, I love to eat cunt, come sit on my face, or fuck me with your favorite
strap-on."

Jeez! She looks so fucking horny tonight! And knows it! And loves feeling it!

She makes her way to the basement (eager to be there!). I follow, noting that
her 'dress' is so fucking thin that I can see the color of her ass-flesh with
the crack showing as a darker gap. The latex is squeaking its way higher as she
walks and she has to keep smoothing it down so her ass doesn't peek out! Shit!
She's been walking the streets in that! Sitting on a train even!

We're here. The basement. The place of our dirty dreams. Our sickening
perversions.

She takes a quick look around and smiles that smile at me. That smile would
straighten any cock the right side of seventy. Mine? Well, having her walk in
front of me like that, knowing what I know about what's going on in that
deviant mind of hers - you can guess what mine is like...

'All prepared! Thought you would be!' she says. 'Did I clean up well enough
after last week?' She says it cheekily, wrinkling that cute nose, pretending to
search out any residues while helping herself to one of the two Viagra pills
and a glass of super-strength off of the table.

But she'd even enjoyed that! Cleaning up after our last 'party'! She'd relished
the mess, the stink, even after her libido had been fucked away and even had me
video her doing it!

Degeneracy is as in-built in this girl as it is in me.

And I hope we shall continue to degenerate together for many years to come.

'Anyway, how do I look?' she asks, staring at the grotesque misshapen crotch of
the skintight, canary-yellow shiny-spandex workout shorts she actually bought
me as a present. (And asked me to wear tonight). She steps behind me to take in
my ass.

And her comments come first...

'You look like prime male stud for fucking with that honker at the front and
this ass at the back. These fucking shorts show everything! I want to walk with
you wearing these - in the park. We'll gather the voyeurs and fuck for the
dirty buggers in the woods. Me pissing on you first. That's a promise. Anyhow,
how do I look?'

'Like cunt for sale. Begging to be raped.'

'We'll see who cries rape first,' she mutters, groping my bulge, pushing her
face up to mine. She grins the wicked grin that melts everything in me except
my raging cock. I swear I can smell her cunt already...

I grab her, pull her to me, kiss her a full-mouther, slide her dress up to
caress her bare ass. Her response is hungry, her mouth sucking mine, sucking
saliva, pushing it back at me.

I taste the taste, notice the sweet breath...

Cock! I taste cock and spunk!

I smell at her face, smell it off her face too...

'You're late, how come your late?' I ask, breathlessly awaiting the story...

'Sorry. Missed the train - had to hitch a ride.'

I know what's coming...

'Got a lift from a lorry driver. Dropped me right at the end of the road. Only
'cause I fucked 'im though. Dirty old bastard.'

'Tell me...,' I croak, knowing she's dying to tell me anyway. But then shoe
knows that I love to milk her for every sordid detail of her sleazy conquests,
knowing how she loves to give me every dirty detail).

I pull her to me, kiss her neck, feeling her latex'd tits press warm on my bare
torso. She pushes her crotch on me, straddling her thighs, pushing her cunt
onto the aching bulge.

'Piss 'em Lover, piss your fucking spandex shorts, Mmmmm your cock feels so
sexy in slinky-tight shorts, knew it would...

'Tell me about the fuck,' I remind her, still enjoying the feel of her jerking,
desperate cunt on my cock as she tells me...

'E' was about fifty, s'pose. Pig-ugly. Smelled like he hadn't washed for a
week. Lovely big uncut dicker though...

'Dirty fucker couldn't believe his luck, he was dying to get into my cunt soon
as I give him a flash of it as I climbed into his cab.

'Sucked 'is cock first though - fuckin' love dirty old cocks and 'is smelled
like a fuckin' fish boat when I leant into the driver's seat and unzipped 'is
jeans and pulled the skin back, I wiped the dirt-cheesey stuff off on my face
so you can smell it?'

(She wipes her mouth and cheeks around my lips, and - yes - I can smell it
alright - I begin a gentle fucking motion against her cunt...

'Go, on... keep telling me...'

'He 'ad dirty pics all 'round the cab - he's the sort that wanks off when he's
driving around, looking at the local talent, squeezing off in his jeans you
know the type (I didn't but Slut certainly would!)...

'Jeans looked like that anyway - and smelled like it. I could tell soon as I
got over his crotch and saw that some of them stains wern't oil or filth, they
cock-juice and jizz-smell and piss as well! Mucky fucker! Probably into
prossies as well, he couldn't pull any normal slut with a body and cock like
that!'

She makes no mention of the fact that he managed to pull - her...

Her mouth searches mine, her cunt rages heat through my thin spandex shorts.

If she hasn't pissed on me (and I wouldn't put it past her) she's juicing like
a ripe fruit...

'Then 'is mate wanted some too. But 'e was about nineteen and 'e didn't want it
until after he'd shoved a gorgeous and tanned bubble-butt into my face and
ordered me to suck his hole. I think he might v' been queer 'cause of the way
it was tanned - like he wore scanty swimmers or sexy undies on the sunbed - but
when I groped his balls he came around. Fuckin' well with a vengeance an' all -
farted right into my mouth but then apologized! It felt fuckin' real - 'is
asshole just flowered open and the fart just blew right in there, I nearly cum
off right there and then...'

She continues relating the story of her fucking, knowing the effect it's having
on me, as I hitch the tight latex dress up over her hips, revealing the fresh-
fucked hole she's talking so much about. She isn't wearing panties - rarely
does, even in a dress as short as this.

She's like that you see. No shame. No decency. But then that's what I love
about her.
I take a look at it...
That 'thing'.
The thing of every man's desire.
And this one...
A Slut's Cunt.
My Slut's cunt...
Fresh-shaven.
The sweetest, poutiest cunt I ever saw, ever had the pleasure of sucking and
fucking.
Beautifully smooth.
Perfect heaven.
Her CORE she calls it.
The CORE of her whole BEING her whole SELF.
Always crying with NEED.
A second mouth, silently screaming for food - a second hungry mouth in her
gorgeous body.

(Or that's how she excuses her behavior - 'It's just like being hungry, only
down there.. What would YOU do about it?'

She parts her thighs, forks her fingers, slides them down her belly, the fork
spreading the damn prize right open for me to stare into.

She just stands there, shows me her cunt, splitting it for me while swigging
her lager!

And shows me her filthy mouth, knowing how it will excite me so much...

'Want some? Horny fucker BoyFriend? Like to see my cunt? Want to suck my
stinkey cunt?'

Some proof of her trucker story peeps, then slides slowly out of her cocktrap,
a shiny snailstrail of spunky, trailing from those beautiful, shiny-wet shaven
lips. She moves a thigh inwards, catches the trail - it sticks lovingly, slides
gracefully, ready for licking down her other thigh...

My mouth waters, I sink to my knees, flick the heavenly proof onto my tongue
but it flicks, clings to my cheek. I look up to show her the thread of lust
I've captured.

I'm showing her I love her for what she is.

Her hands are savage at the back of my head, pulling me into her, urging me to
do it.
Urging me with her hands, with her writhing body, with her filthy mouth...

'Do it!' she hisses. 'Suck the fuckin' dirty jizz outta my cunt, you fuckin'
gorgeous dirty bastard! Suck the old fucker's filthy old fuckings outta my
cunt...'

My thumbs split that golden, glistening, slippery-juicy peach.
CuntStink blooms.
Smells of...
Cunt.
Dirty cock.
Spunk.
I use my tongue like a scoop...
Scoop the escaping reservoir of lust until my tongue is thick, then look up at
her...
She's got her tits out of the dress. She's handling them, staring down at me,
while she fingers rubbery teats. She pushes one up to her mouth, sucks it,
bites it. Bites it hard until her face screws up with the pain she's
inflicting.

Another of her deviancies, and she's been disappointed so far that sado-stuff
isn't one of mine.
She's been trying to bring me round to it.

She pretends to bite the teat off and spit it into my face. But it's only
saliva, thick and creamy with lust (and perhaps with whatever she's sucked)
that splats into my face.
(Spitting is another of her loves. And mine).

My cock is aching, arching downward in my shorts - the ones she bought for me
to wear tonight. I adjust it and she sees me...

'Feel it, I like that - just don't fucking cum in them yet!' she orders...
I look into her eyes, push out my tongue slowly, showing her the thick creamy
gift her body has offered up to me...

She shudders, pinches her teats, thrusts her cunt into my face again.

I spit the stuff up onto her belly - shame to swallow and waste it - and suck
greedily - urgently at her now, my tongue swathing upwards to linger briefly on
her clit, a hard stick of desire, her 'cocklet' as she calls it - now to be
licked gently if I want to give her a cum. I suck it into my mouth, roughly -
bite the cocklet, wash the skin around it...

A gasp from above me and she tries to hold my head there, begging me to let her
cum. My hands gather the slime I've spat on her belly and I slide them around
to her ass, my fingers lubricating the crack that feels so clean and shiny now
but will shortly become filled, caked, packed with shit...

She's trying to cum. Wanting to cum.
But I don't want her to cum.
Not yet.
I want to see her squirm more. I want her to cum when she's clawing me for the
need of it.
My tongue flicks deeper inside, worming its way into her until it aches with
effort.

I twist my head from side to side, getting my face more and more slimed with
the spend from her cunt, joined now by my own saliva. My tongue prods...

Stabs her.
She fucks my face.
She can't help it, her body is screaming for release.
Already.
I revel in the feel of power. The power of her body, so urgent with need.
I revel in the taste of her...
The smell of that cunt.
The smell of the filthy cocks that have fucked it.
The jizz of the two truckers drools nastily over my tongue like honey - slides
down my throat.
She shudders, jerking herself into my face. About to cum...
Not yet.
Not yet. My Slut.
Not yet...
You can wait...
I stand shakily, the tastes and smells of spunk, of cunt, of dirty cock making
me heady with depraved lust.

I touch my lips to hers, lick her lips urgently, suck her chin, lick her
cheeks, suck her nose.
I wipe my face on hers - sharing gorgeous elixirs of sex - elixirs of her brief
unions.
We kiss, deeply - sharing the tastes, the smells, relishing them. My cock is
rock, a huge and deformed thing, downward-arched in the tight spandex shorts.
She reaches for it, groans with the pleasure of the feel of it. My groan joins
hers.

'They pissed on me too,' she whimpers, her fingers lovingly wiping in the pre-
cum that is seeping through my shorts...

'Pissed on you?' I just about manage to say. 'Tell me. Tell me everything.'
(Though I knew she will anyway). She blurts the story out...

'They didn't want to, I made them, after they'd both fucked me I knelt by the
wheel of their truck and asked them if they'd piss down my dress I knew what
it'd feel like - for them to piss down this dress it's like a wetsuit - see -
it hasn't dried - it's still there - smelly-wet-old piss making me feel oh-so
fucking horny'.

(I recall again how she'd looked - that first time I saw her - sitting in that
dirty, half-full urinal trough in the mensroom. Fucked-out, spunked-over and
pissed on).
'It's dried on my tits though. Want to lick off the dried stuff first?'

She slides the wide, gold zipper on the white latex dress down slowly to her
pierced navel, staring at me as I stare at those gorgeous melonous things that
she has now fully exposed for me. I know there must be silicone in there but
who the hell cares? And she's right - I can see stains on the upper bits where
the dress didn't cover. Below those bits, the fatty teats are shiny-wet, and
there are dribbles down her belly.

And I can smell it. And it's fucking wonderful, smelling that, with this angel
of the devil showing me herself...

Rivulets trickle from where they've been trapped between soft skin and the
second soft skin of latex, they dribble down her belly, seeping back into the
dress where the zipper ends, just above her crotch.
She fucks gently with her hips, like she's sexy-dancing, slides her hands to
her cunt, under the hem of the dress, I hear 'sickysicky' sounds as her fingers
plow the furrow of that hungry furnace...

'Go on Babe lick the piss of two dirty cocks off of my tits and belly while I
wank myself off.'
She shudders when I bend my head to do it.
She sucks in her breath as I suck and bite those rubbery, forever-hard teats.
'Mmmm... Yesssss babe!' she whispers, rotating her hips and using her fingers.
The smell of her cunt rises in the heat from her body...
'Can you taste piss? Smell it off of my tits?'
I can.
'Ooohh! Yesss! Yessss!' she hisses, lewdly mouthing off at me...

'Bite the fuckers, Babe! Bite 'em hard, I wanna cum off with pain in my tits,
it goes straight to my cunt I fucking love it when a guy bites my teats, bites
my cunt...

'Jeez! They were lovely, dirty fuckers, them two truckers. That old guy's cock
smelled like he'd fucked a horse or something.'

Her body shivers as my fingers trace a line up her thigh, touch her penis-stalk
of a clit.
'I knew you'd want it Babe. I knew you'd want to suck some scum out my cunt,
that's why I got fucked on my way over I haven't told you it all yet, babes
there was this drunk - at the top of the main street where the truckers dropped
me off...

'Oh Yeah!! Fucking suck on my cunt you fucking MANWHORE! Blow me Babe! Want me
to cunt-fart like last time? Wanna smell a cunt-fart? Well blow me while you
suck...'

'The drunk,' I mumble. 'Tell me... about the drunk...'

'The drunk. He was laid behind the public toilets, I went in there first to see
if there was some dirty ole man there waiting for a fag to suck 'im off but
there wasn't so I went behind to see if there were any of 'em there - there
usually are - oh FUCK Babe, just tongue it gentle, make it last... this drunk
was laid there, staring into space... I stood over him an' he stared up my
dress - looked as if he was staring right into heaven - and he was kinda
disbelieving - if you know what I mean...'

My hand strays to my cock, my shorts now soaked with pre-cum, wondering what's
coming next... Wondering if she's making this bit up just for me. The truckers
bit was true, I'm tasting them, but this drunk... could be this part is made up
for my benefit. Who cares?

'Oooh yes Babe, squeeze your fuckin' cock, make the pisspole juice, I wanna
suck those shorts off of you...

'What - what - what' this drunk says but that's as far as he got because I was
kneeling over his face, rubbin' my cunt in his dirty beard then I took his
bottle and shoved the fuckin neck right up my snatch right above his face - you
should have seen his face - then I just whirled round, sat on his face
scratchin' my cunt on his beard while I unzipped his filthy jeans...'

Juices are sliding down my tongue. The cuntstink coming off of her is
fantastic. I know how dogs feel when they wander for miles to get close to the
dogbitch on heat that's letting off such a stink. I slide my hands up her
streaked thighs, open her with my thumbs and push my nose in there, then nose
her clit as I suck her hole... as she continues relating her filthy story...

'Holy Shit! The smell of that cock! Even I couldn't have sucked that thing, but
it was hardening so I swiveled and sat on it. It might have been sixty years
old, it might have been a drunks, it might have been stinking beyond sucking,
but it felt good as any cock I ever rode, 'specially seeing I was where I was -
in the half-dark, kneeling in the filth behind the men's shithouse. It stinks
to high heaven of old piss there anyway, where men've pissed when the john's
been closed. Lay down Babe I want my assholesuckin.'

I lead her to the mattress, lie down and she kneels, straddling me, sits on my
chest and bends her head to my swollen shorts crotch. I feel her hands on me,
feel her breathe through the spandex, hear her sniffing, feel her licking, then
sucking.

'Shit babe, I can't wait to get at this thing,' she mumbles. 'To suck the
honeys right out o' it.'

All I can see is the most gorgeous ass you ever saw and the cunt beneath it,
just poised above my chest. Not for long. She straightens, pulls the cheeks
apart, sits back, wriggles her asshole over my nose and leaves it poised an
inch above my mouth. My tongue knows exactly what to do. She tastes wonderful.

'Oh yeah, babe. Just tickle it a bit. Yes, like that. Tickle it open.'

'The drunk... tell me about the drunk...' I manage.

'I was sat on that cock. He was grunting and groaning like a pig and tried to
grab my tits but I slapped his hand off and did them myself until I cum. Then I
pissed while I still fucked 'im. Pissed right into the flies of 'is jeans while
I fucked him! Wish I'd gone in his face now...

'Anyway he spunked - didn't feel it, but he did, I could tell by the way he
flopped around and went limp. Then I left him...'

We sit together on my shabby, well-worn, leather sofa, placed at the edge of
our 'arena' - the black rubber sheet - and I ask what video she wants to watch.

'Any Veronika Moser I haven't seen?' she asks, knowing I have a closet-full of
dear Veronika..

I push the button on the remote and the VCR springs to life...

'You haven't seen this one,' I say. 'Not with me anyway,' I add and get a
sideways grin in return. A bleached-blonde Veronika flickers on the screen. I
light a joint, drawing the smoke deeply into my lungs, pass it to Slut and we
settle back in our seats to take in the show...

Veronika is on her knees, we view from her side as she takes the piss from two
flaccid cocks, full in the face. Her red-lipstick'd and slutty mouth is open of
course and she's swallowing what she can.
Zoom to fill the screen with just her face, the three cocks, three streams of
piss and three sets of hanging balls which she is lovingly fondling.

(A man has no face to the Veronica's and My Sluts of this world... a man is
merely a cock - no more than a spunk-shooter and a and piss-tap - a live dildo
to provide succor for their perverse thirsts).

Each time Veronika's mouth fills, she turns to the camera, and allows her drink
to drool nastily from her lips. First she lets it pour between her tits and we
see watch its path close-up, watch the river run down her belly to drip from
her cunt. Then she drools each mouthful into a pint glass a man keeps putting
under her chin every time her mouth fills. The mouth returns hurriedly to the
cocks each time - sucking and slurping - coaxing them to fuck-status.
Sometimes, with a mouthful of piss she will anoint one at its tip, then catch
up with the piss as it drips from the ballsac, sucking and slurping and licking
noisily..

She sucks them more firmly now; more vigorously, drawing one in and out, then
going for the next as if her only purpose - her only reason for living - is to
suck cock - to give pleasure to the men.
In truth it is her that gets most pleasure - drawing it from her men... her
cocks. One of her cocks is held by its owner and rapidly wanked, soon spewing
thick ropes between her lips.
Veronika dribbles the slimy, spunky prize into the glass of piss. Then, without
flicker of revulsion, she stands, raises the glass triumphantly, and sips the
floating prize off the top of the pale liquid before stirring the bizarre
cocktail with a finger and downing it in one. Swallowing, licking her lips with
satisfaction, knowing that before the night is out, that her drink will have
been recycled again and will be in some man's stomach, or on the floor between
her legs, or dripping from the face of some deviant male or female.

We watch. The joint passes between us. We are drawn into Veronika's perverse
world, occasionally sharing lewd observations.

Slut's hand is in my lap, casually stroking, gently squeezing my aching cock.
Occasionally she will pass a fingertip gently over the head where the cock oil
is seeping though the bright-yellow spandex, then she carefully wipes the ooze
on her top lip as if it were the finest, most expensive of perfumes. So that
she can smell cock while she watches the film. It's an act performed without
thought, commitment or prejudice, as though it's a natural action - like she's
eating a bag of popcorn watching her favorite film. For her, of course, it is
more natural than eating popcorn.

Veronika is on her knees, hungrily slurping an asshole. I know it's a man's
because it's hairy. The man has no face. I can't help wondering who he is. One
of her regular co-stars perhaps? A new recruit, there in reply to her filthy
contact mag adverts? Maybe just a cameraman who just happens to need a shit!

Does she care?
No, she does not care.

He's a nobody - an asshole from which to take her first feed of the party...
the first one to provide succor for her perverse hunger. The asshole flowers,
the man grunts. Veronika sucks, slurping and sucking the filthy orifice as a
turd emerges. She pulls her head back, more for the camera's benefit than her
own. Her pretty mouth opens wider-than-wide; hungrily, willingly - her tongue
flicking the Tip of the Turd as if taunting it, waiting for the dirty, nasty,
(beautiful to her), taste of fresh, filthy manshit.
Another man is kneeling behind her, watching over her shoulder, reaching around
her and groping her tits. She does something with her hands below the camera-
shot and her body-squirming movement tells us that she's just helped the man
shove his cock up her cunt. The bit of him that we can see is humping her
frantically.
No-Face Ass-Man grunts again. As he pushes a perfectly-formed monster into the
groaning-groveling mouth of his this ShitBegging, ShitSlut.
Not a flicker of revulsion as she receives the vile thing between those sweet,
red-painted lips, but her body jerks slightly as the man behind her makes use
of her now clean, but soon to be defiled, partyhole.
And so, the proceedings have begun at Veronika's unholy gathering. A gathering
at which the Devil himself would love to preside. He probably does, unknown to
them. She is shamelessly; lasciviously; leering into the camera now, as she
sets about chewing and slurping on the thick stick of shit she holds in her
hand, unfeeling of the cock reaming her cunt at the rear. The only reason we
know it's there is the jerking of her body.
Veronika's pleasure is in what she holds in her hand. She sucks it lovingly,
crayons it over her face, bites it, chews hungrily, swallows perversely;
drooling and dribbling like an animal, her moaning and groaning becoming more
enthusiastic. She pushes saliva-watered shit out of her mouth and it drips onto
her tits. Her free hand smears the mess down her belly. We watch her frig
herself and as she does it, we finally see the cock moving slowly in and out of
her.
The scene fades.

My cock is way too big now for these shorts. And I'm dying to shit. I've saved
it for two days. Slut ordered a full load and that's what she's going to get,
but it will have to be soon or I'm going to have to just let go, now in my
shorts. Even that would be lovely - to feel the hot mess pushing out into the
confines... spreading... filling the crack. Dirty warmth, gorgeous stink and
then to piss, soaking the spandex, the piss soaking down under my balls to
soften the packet. Grinding my ass down, feeling the lovely feel, like I used
to do before Slut loomed on the horizon - or rather out of the gloom of that
stinking toilet.

But no. Tonight that would be selfish - indulgent.

Tonight calls for more controlled proceedings; more ritualized perversion.

And Samantha and Snake will be here soon...

So I stand, strip off my top, light another joint. She's staring at me, smiling
as I knew she would. She's staring mostly at my lewdly misshapen crotch. I give
her what she wants; standing in front of her as she sits on the sofa, pass her
the joint and make to push the shorts down...

'No,' she whispers, reaching for my crotch. 'Leave them on. Piss 'em up for me.
I wanna suck piss outta your shorts... Suck shit outta them... lovely.'

But I can't piss. Not with a stonker like I've got. And she knows it, and
smiles.

'I'll wet them, Lover,' she tells me. 'I'll piss on you. An apertif.'

Our positions reverse.
I'm on the sofa, half lying back, gently squeezing cock. The spandex is thick
with cock-ooze - 'cockoil' - as she calls it.

She straddles over my thighs, opens her cunt with the fingers of both hands -
like she's trying to tear herself in half. Then she's pissing, fucking with her
hips so the stream splashes my shorts and lower belly. A forceful fuck of her
loins gets it as far as my neck. But it's brief, because she cuts it, wipes her
cunt with the palm of her hand, licks it clean, looks at me - then stares above
my head, her face frozen in a mask of shock.

I'd left the door open and Samantha and Snake had instructions to come straight
on in. By the look on Slut's face they've done just that.

I stand and turn, drip piss and take Slut's hand.

'A little surprise for you,' I tell her, grinning. She stares dumbly.

'Remember?' I remind her. 'You said you wanted to make it with a girl? Well,
meet Samantha and her ShitDaddy she calls Snake. They're here to make our party
PARTY!'

She just stands there with her dress gaping open, her tits heaving, looking
like she's about to faint. I motion Samantha and Snake over.

Samantha is gorgeous. Better than the obligatory photo sent with her reply to
my ad.
You would swear she was sixteen. I know she's touching twenty but she has that
look and her petiteness to help and she loves to charade as the schoolgirl
slut.

She's 5'5."
Tanned to a milky-coffee-brown.

Pretty face framed by spiky and slutty, neck-length blonde hair.
Gleaming, white-flashed smile with an 'I suck cock' mouth.

Small tits jut proud through a bright yellow, shiny spandex boob top that
leaves her tanned, gold-studded belly bare down to where a shiny-white, PVC
miniskirt is slung low on very girlish hips.

A miniskirt impossibly short. A skirt that's no more than an eight-inch band of
shiny-white PVC. And below it poking downwards in a 'V' is the amazing contrast
of bright orange, shiny satin panties. The damn skirt doesn't even hide her
crotch! Below that - bare, tanned, muscled thigh to knee-length, black PVC
boots.

From her feet upwards the tanned girl's fantastic body is splashed with gaudy
color...

Black boots, brown thighs, orange panties, white 'skirt', tanned belly, yellow
top, tanned face, white teeth, bleached-blond hair.

My Slut has regained some composure and blurts 'Jeezey CheeseCocks! She's
fuckin' gorgeous,' before transferring her adoration to Snake.

'And a fucking big-balled bikerstud in boots, tight leather shorts, jacket and
nothing fuckin else,' she mutters, walking slowly and slightly unsteadily to
the couple.

Reaching them, she seems unsure what to do.

'Go ahead, Slut,' I encourage. 'They're here for your pleasure'.

Surprisingly - but then, no - not surprisingly - Slut does not go for a feel of
the snake-of-a-cock that bulges the tight black leather shorts.

She bends her head tentatively, almost questioningly towards the girl's...

No hesitation. Samantha lifts her head and kisses my Slut.

Tenderly, the two's lips meet, brush, then kiss. And equally tenderly,
Samantha's hand slides up Slut's thigh, pushing up the hem of the white dress.

Slut stiffens, still kissing the girl and her hand slides straight for the
winking triangle of orange peeping below the hem of the girl's miniskirt. It's
the petite blonde that stiffens now - as Slut's middle finger strokes young
cuntlet through shiny satin. (It should be wet and spunkey if Snake has
followed my request and got the girl fucked on her way over here).

Snake's eyes - like mine - are locked on the girls' gently ministrating
fingers. Snake's are still locked there as he undresses his 6'2" hairy body
right down to a white latex pouch that hangs heavily between his muscled
thighs. A pouch that can barely contain a down-curved banana and two golf balls
- judging by the size. I notice that he's brought a black leather bag with him
and I wonder what it might contain.

Slut has been watching because her free hand reaches out as if in command - and
Snake moves forward, placing the bulging thing into her palm.

'Ooooh fucking ACE,' she whispers into her kiss, her fingers weighing the golf
balls, then stroking the banana.

'Wait till you feel that motherfucking meat stuffing you,' Samantha takes time
off her kiss to mutter.

Snake's hand creeps up the back of Slut's thigh and he whispers, 'Samantha
likes dominating. So dominate. She'll do anything you ask.'

Slut acknowledges with a slight tremble of excitement. I smile to myself and
dive to my cabinet to get two extra glasses. By the time I've got them on the
table in front of the settee, things have progressed...

Snake is sitting back on the settee idly groping his pouch which has changed
shape - the banana has anyway. Instead of pushing latex it's poking it. He's
swigging beer, opening fresh cans as he drinks.

I join him in the beer and the grope but soon his hand idly slides over and I
find that it's HIS hand groping MY crotch and equally as quickly I find that MY
hand had slid over to grope HIS. I've never felt such a monster and I want to
see it - soon. I want Slut to see it also. I reach to the table for the two
tablets which I pass to him and he grins wolfishly, downing one of them.

'Samantha! Come!' he orders and the girl stands meekly in front of us.

'She smells lovely of cock,' she tells Snake, nodding at Slut, her fingers
fingering her cunt.

'Her face, her breath, she stinks of old cheesey cock like she's sucked off an
army and got a bellyful of spunk. See you two are getting friendly,' she
observes our sharing hands. 'Nice. I like to see men suck each other's cocks.'
She downs the Viagra along with an amazing quantity of the lager while Slut
strips and stands with hips splayed, one hand gently smack her glistening piss-
wet belly.

'Kneel, and lick me,' she commands, somewhat tentatively, looking relieved when
the girl looks pleased and immediately kneels in front of her, directly in
front of me and Snake.

'Get that top off and show us your tits,' commands Snake.

Samantha giggles, does all she is asked and commences a slow and loving
swathing of Slut's belly, licking the piss, sniffing like a dog, turning Slut
around and running her tongue up and down the ass-crack, returning to dip her
head to Slut's cunt...

'Her cunt's loveley and fucking ripe,' she announces to Snake and me. 'She's
been fucked.'

'She picked up two dirty truckers and a drunk on her way over here,' I tell
her, leaning forward to run my hands over those amazing tits that are no more
than two large fried eggs, though they are sort of perky - a bit up-turned.

'The truckers were filthy. They pissed on her after they'd fucked her. The
drunk's cock was too filthy to suck so she fucked herself with it and pissed
over him.'

Samantha is wiping her face in the wet, where she hasn't yet licked.

Slut pushes Samantha's her head back, uses both hands to split her cunt - she
likes doing that.

'Suck it and see, Sam,' she quips. 'Suck the dirty trucker-fucker jizzies outta
my cunt like a good little slave-girl. Lover-Boy's had some but there's three
ballsloads up there - and they shot 'em deep.'

Snake and me watch while the girl buries her face where she's been asked to
bury it and does what she obviously loves doing. She does it well, too -
judging by the look on Slut's face.

'Who fucked Samantha?' I ask Snake quietly, refilling his glass, and mine.

'We stopped at the biker bar,' he says loudly. She had five of them in the
toilets - I made her suck 'em till they were ready to blow and they just
unloaded up her cunt. The prods went in, spunked the randy little cunt and came
out again - like filling up a car with gas so she wouldn't get all tired and
carried away with things - see?'

I imagined...

'She went to a biker bar dressed like that?'

'Sure!' she goes all the time dressed like that - or similar - well known for
it! Shit she had six in a lunchbreak last week she told me! When that little
cunt of hers gets the itch to be fucked there's no stopping the bitch - she
looks like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth but put your cock in her cunt and
it feels like that hot little fucker's melting it! Samantha! Show our host your
cunt.'

The girl stands, unzips the skirt and makes to slide out of the orange satin
and very tiny panties.

'Wait!' orders Snake. 'Give us a twirl!'

Ass. Perfect girl's ass. Panties cutting the crack, seeming to force the dainty
half-peaches aside. And a sharp 'V' of untanned bikini-line cutting both
cheeks. Spoiling the perfect tan.

'She sunbathes in the park with the bikers,' Snake explains. 'Or rather she
sunbathes while they get drunk. Then she goes around each one and gropes 'em
and kisses 'em until they're drunk and horned for her. She likes them drunk.
Drunk so she can climb all over them, sit that horny snatch on their cocks and
hump off, going from one to another until she's done the clock around while the
others watch, then back to the first one she humped, trying to make him cum.
When he does it's on to the next one. If he doesn't, if any of them don't, she
pisses on them, clothed or unclothed. That right Babes?'

'Tick Tock. Fuck Around the Clock,' says Samantha, leaning down, running both
hands up my thighs until they reach bursting spandex. Leaning forward some more
she brushes her lips on mine and breathes cuntbreath into my face. 'But that
was before I met Snakey,' she whispers, smiling at me.

'I told you to show our host your cunt,' Snake reminded.

Samantha turns around, bends over so her hair is brushing the floor, slides the
panties carefully down over her boots, giving us an eyeful of both holes. Then
she climbs up and stands unsteadily on the settee, her booted thighs astride
mine, her hands jiggling the perky fried eggs she seems to be very proud of.

But it's the cunt I'm staring at.
Staring into.
The blonde's a lie.
Down here she's neat-trimmed black.
Flecked with creamy-white spunk.
'Mister Max doesn't like spunkie cunties,' Samantha says in a very
schoolgirlish voice.
I reach up, pull her down on me so that her knees are on the back of the
settee...
So that fucked-out little cuntlet of hers is leering right into my face.
She pushes it onto my mouth.
Holds my head and brushes it all over my face.
'Lick my smelly-used cuntie, Mister Max? Suck the jizzies out of Sammie's
slutty little cuntie.'
I feel like I'm getting my face licked by a puppy - except puppy-licks don't
smell like this.
This smell is heady.
Strong.
Intoxicatingly sexual.
Smell of female arousal.
And male satisfaction.

Vaguely, in the background, I hear Slut's voice telling me to cum in my shorts
because she wants to lick my spunk out of them. And then I hear her telling me
to shit in them because she wants to take them off me and lick the shit out of
them. She's jerk-squeezing me, trying to make me cum.

Instead, I try to piss, but can't. I can hear Snakes fingers in Slut's cunt,
hear her gasps of pleasure and guttural, lewd remarks and pretty soon only one
of her hands is working me and I can guess that Snake's got the other one
working him.

Meanwhile, Samantha's brush has finished its work of spunk-art on my face and
it's being pressed urgently onto my mouth. I look up, over that flat, tanned
belly and tiny tits and see her not as a schoolgirl by any stretch of the
imagination. I see 'slut' written in her face, I see straggly blonde hair, I
see unbridled lust, I see vicious gratification.

Briefly.

And then she's doing it in my face. Holding my head, pissing right into my face
while she looks down at me, greedily watching me take it.

It's forceful but brief, into my eyes so it stings and I have to shut them,
then her cunt is urgently asking for my mouth, nudging it, telling my mouth to
let her do it in there and then my head automatically moves, upturns, my mouth
opens and the cunt kisses it, feeling for it, planting down on it...

Pissing into it. Hot, fucking gorgeous, acrid girlpiss that overflows down my
chest and belly though I try to swallow.

I force my eyes open, she's frigging herself, banging that sweetcunt on my
face. It's slimy, it's smeared at the edges with the jerked-up spunk of sweaty
bikers - and it makes a fantastically dirty 'sikky-sikky' noise as she uses the
stuff as lubricant to wank herself with.

Wanting to save some of the results of those wonderfully dirty unions in the
bikers' bar I turn my head and content myself with tonguing the tops of her
lightly-muscled, tanned thighs where the juice of those abrupt unions is
streaked in dry and crusty curd. I'm rewarded by a string of filth which slides
slowly from her cunt, drips down my cheek.

I determine that it will stay there until later - one of the sluts will find it
later.

The girl is moaning, frigging, jerking her hips, trying to keep her balance on
the settee and then she's jabbing at herself, poking herself and frigging at
the same time, and moaning too, and then she's holding my head again, smacking
that juicy cuntlet into my face and I'm trying to suck it but can't because
it's jerking too wildly and then she's almost screaming and my mouth is getting
bruised with the vicious force of her desperation - so much so that I grab her
hips to hold her and go for that clit - sucking the core of her sensation in
and out of my mouth, churning it with my tongue as she shouts, finally
collapsing on top of me in delirious abandon.

Slowly, she climbs off.

'Holyshite,' she says matter-of-factly. 'That was one good suckoff thanks I owe
you.'
I smack her little ass as it passes in front of me. 'Ow!' she squeals, but
sticks it out for me to do it again. So I do.

Snake has got Samantha's panties in his mouth, he's sucking the crotch. Slut
has pulled his pouch-thing off and she's holding the hugest uncut donger of a
cock I ever saw, half kneeling, half lying between his thighs, her face inches
from it.

Staring at it as though it was gold or a god or something.

To her, of course, it is.

Her eyes flicker to mine and she smiles a smile that says 'thanks for this, I
love you' and then she's back doing her admiration-wonderment-worship thing
again.

'It's as you like them, Slut' I tell her, glancing questioningly at Snake. 'I
told Snake how you liked them.'

'Unwashed, dirty, sexed cock, Baby,' confirms Snake. 'Four fucks, one wank,
loads of piss, kept as much of it in there as possible - I was told you like
'em ripe.'

Quietly I kneel at Slut's side and give her a drag at a joint. Samantha kneels
at Slut's ass and pushes her face into her cunt, or ass, or both, I can't see
which or what. The girl's hands are under her new friend feeling her tits.

Slut peels back the foreskin of her god-thing, stares at it in wonderment,
inhales deeply.

The bulging, ugly head is shiny at its tip with fresh stuff, the rest is caked
with curd.

Slut's body quivers, then jerks as she stifles an automatic retching reaction
to the sight and smell. But I know she wants it, I know she wants to be watched
doing it.

I stick the joint in her mouth again and she takes a grateful draw.

I pull Samantha away from licking and sucking at Slut and push her in close, to
watch how this should be done. I also want to see her reaction to the vile act
about to take place.

'Fuckin' 'ell, Snakey! What've you done with that?' she blurts, wiping streaks
of Slut's cunt from her mouth with the back of her hand - then as an
afterthought, sniffing it.

'Last night - you, Amanda and Shelley and then you again at bedtime and
remember I didn't let you suck me today. I've saved it for the slut here.'

'Max told Snake to get it like this for me,' explains Slut.

'Ooooooh! You dirty fuckin' cow! You likes 'em filthy-stinking like that?' she
says before crawling round the other side of slut so she can watch more closely
- adding, 'I like 'em dirty but this is fucking gross, can I try some?'

'I'd puke if I got a taste of that,' I tentatively suggest, glancing from
Samantha to Slut who asks... 'Ever got yourself puked over, Sammie?'

Samantha's hand slides to her cunt, she shuts her eyes, quietly frigging
herself.

'No,' she whispers. Pauses, then says 'but I bet it's fucking ace, let's do
it,' and delicately wipes the flavor of her cunt onto her lips.

Slut takes her hand.

'On the mattress, Sammie.'

Samantha lies on her back, thighs spread wide. Slut crawls up between them,
kissing every inch from cunt over belly and tits to the girl's mouth where they
linger, touching gently.

'Where? Where... do you... want to be puked on, Sammie?' she kisses.

'Cunt? Belly? Tits?' she breathes. 'On our faces... while I kiss you... where
Sammie? Tell BigSlut where BabySlut... would like her little baby body fouling
up with puke...'

Shit! She's doing it to arouse Samantha but it's electrifying me! Hearing the
two of them. Or rather hearing Slut and watching Samantha get wound up, her
body jerking, her hips fucking, her cunt banging upwards, into Slut's thigh.

Samantha squeezes her tits and holds them out as best she can, indicating to
Slut that's where she wants it. Snake has produced a black dildo from his
little black leather bag. It's nine inches, fat, and has two soft balls
attached to act as a handle and also to be filled with liquid - I've seen the
sort before.

'Ooooh, Snakey fuck me with that while he does it?' mewls Samantha but it's
Slut who takes the thing off of Snake and pushes it up that slick trap
whereupon the girl starts wriggling anew, pulling her tits and giving us the
benefit of that foul little mouth.

'Suck it mister Max! Suck the filthy Snakeycock I want to watch you sucking
stinkey cock, ooooh fuck me BigSlut fuck me BigSlut squirt that piss up my
cuntie,' and I know then what's in the dildo-balls and I wonder whose piss it
is but then Snake is ready, kneeling astride Samantha's head facing down her
body and he's wanking slowly, staring at me. And that cock is pointed right at
my face.
'Suck me Max, get your mouth around my dick.'

I kneel, straddling Samantha who is making 'hmmmf' noises because Slut is
fucking her hard with the plastic donger and her body's jerking beneath me and
I can see her face looking up, watching what I'm about to do and I feel her
encouraging hands on my cock and balls and don't really need Snake to say...

'Suck my dick, Boy,' because my hands are already reaching out for it, my head
bending towards it, while Slut, still fucking Samantha with one hand uses the
other to squeeze, roll and pinch my teats like she knows I love, to give me
encouragement, while she gets her head in as close to mine as she can, doing a
contortion-like thing..

'Fucking shite, suck it, Max,' she whispers. 'I love to watch guys giving head,
it's so fucking horny and that meat is so fucking lovely,' and then I smell it
and my mouth is on it and Snake is wanking while Samantha's tiny hands love my
cock and balls, while Slut's fingers clamp my teats, and then Snake holds my
head and slowly pushes that mouth-bursting meat to the back of my throat I
suddenly get the taste and immediately gip and at the same time Snake finds he
can't push any further because he's in my throat and instantly my stomach
contracts and I'm pushing myself backwards in panic, off the cock to stare down
into the breathless face of Samantha who looks as if she's in another world,
stoned-out or something but I realize that she's just waiting and wanting for
me to do it.

All this in an instant because in reality I'm already puking, spewing a browny-
filthy watery mess flecked with vivid red and green onto the tits of the
crazed-looking girl.

'Oh Fuck,' Snake groans.

'Fuck fuck fuck fuck,' Samantha gasps.

'Oh jeesey fucking cheesey pizza,' moans Slut whose hands forget the girl's
dildo-ing and my teat-pinching and start smoothing the stuff over the girl's
tits and belly, while Samantha herself cranes her neck up off the mattress to
watch.

I'm more careful with the second lot. I push Slut out of the way, heave the
dildo out of Samantha and puke over her belly, immediately laying on top of the
her and shoving my cock where it's desperate to go. I'm propped on my elbows,
staring down into the girl's face, my cock embedded balls-deep up that begging
little fuck-hole of hers. And I'm spitting the last of the puke into her face.

'Ooh fuck. Oooh fuck. Oooh fucking fuck,' she repeats and grabs my hair,
pulling my mouth down onto hers, and we kiss while I do what comes naturally. I
bang the hell out of her cunt.

The smells, the sounds, the feelings, the feel of Slut's hands now on my ass,
now groping my balls. The act of Snake pushing his cock between our faces,
almost prizing us apart, the sight of him pushing the thing into Samantha's
mouth, the surprise on her face, the smell when he skins it and wipes it around
her mouth, the panic when he replaces cock with a finger and prods the back of
her throat almost savagely.

The instant she starts coughing and spitting puke into my face I feel myself
cumming and my banging up her becomes a savage reaming and Samantha is writhing
beneath me like a wild animal, choking and coughing, puking and splashing and
someone - it must be Slut - is pissing on our heads and Snake is wanking that
fucking monster right into Samantha's face, and Slut sticks that warm and gungy
dildo-cock into my mouth and squirts whosever piss it is down my throat, then
takes it out and does it in my face and then drops down next to us and kisses
and licks at me, licking off the piss, the puke and her own spit.

I cum, and Snake cums and Samantha screams like a stuck pig and her searching,
noisy mouth finds Snake's spewing ballsload and she chews on it, spits it at
us, over us, before she does her post-orgasm passing-out act again and I fall
atop her, shaking and twitching with her in the afterglow of that filthy,
wonderful fuck.

We sit together, share joints, and a lot more lager. Recovering. Preparing for
the next bout. Snake, who is idly sampling the near-dried puke on Samantha's
tits points out that no one has sucked him yet, not properly and waves the
flaccid thing around, looking from Samantha to Slut and back to Samantha.

'I want you to do it,' Samantha tells Slut. 'I want to watch you wash it, then
you can share the taste with me.'

Snake pushes down on the settee, draws on the joint and just waits.

Samantha lies on the settee with her head on Snake's belly. She turns her face
towards the cock, takes a playful lick at the hairy base.

Slut kneels, pushes Snake's thighs apart and bends forward, taking the
partially-flaccid cock in her right hand while her left slides to her cunt.

I just watch, and smoke. Get myself another stonker.

Slut's tongue touches the tip where the foreskin is almost closed-over. She
licks, gazing into Snake's face. The cock fattens. She sucks, squeezes, her
fingers go under his balls, she pokes. The cock fattens and lengthens. She
smiles, sucks the tip gently, squeezes out some pre-cum and stares at it.

'Fucking luvelly - cock oil,' she tells us. She loves hearing herself say 'cock
oil' it does something for her. After using the stuff as lip-gloss she pouts at
Snake.

It's fattened and lengthened as much as it can. She's got it ready and wanting.

Her mouth forms an 'O' which she carefully places right over the tip of thing.
Her hand moves downward in a brisk movement and she skins the entire head. She
still has her mouth over just the tip.

But rapidly removes it when she gets the smell.
The head is caked with stuff.
'Fuckin' 'ell,' whispers Samantha, staring at it. And sniffing gently.
Slut just stares at it in wonderment, licks her lips slowly.
'Slut's caviar,' she says softly.
'Put it in your mouth, dirty cocksucking bitch,' says Snake.
Slut puts her mouth back over the tip. Her eyes search us out.
She stifles a retch as she gets the full smell and some taste of the vile
thing. The cock itself is as ugly as the very devil's which isn't helping.
It slowly disappears into the mouth of my Slut.

She's sucking. We hear her doing it briefly and then she's lifting her head
without closing her mouth and I'm pushing the joint into Samantha's mouth and
she's staring at me with understanding and staring at the saliva and cock-filth
that Slut is now allowing to drool out of her mouth back onto the cock and then
Samantha has her mouth wide open and the impromptu scenario gains momentum as
Slut moves her mouth directly over Samantha's and we watch as the vile cocktail
slides from Slut's mouth into the mouth of the girl.

I find that one of my hands has crept to Samantha's crotch and the other to
Slut's and I've got three fingers pushing up two very sloppy, soggy cunts at
the same time. Then Slut's hand blurs as she ferociously wanks for a short time
and we see why when she skins the cockhead again. She knows what she's doing. I
know what she's doing because she's done it with me and she'll be doing it
again with me very soon... That is unless Samantha wants to perform for us...

Samantha lifts her head, sees the frothy mess that Slut has wank-mixed. The old
is churned in with the new and with her saliva and the whole lot is now a
whitish-creamish gunge cloying to the head, beginning to ooze slowly down the
sides.

'Oh Jeeez bloodyhell,' whispers Samantha and I take time off from her cunt to
give her the joint again, figuring that she might need some extra courage to go
through with this. She takes a draw, gives it to Slut who does the same, who
then gives it to Snake while my fingers resume the abuse of the girls' bodies.

'Fucking hell, this is ace,' whispers Samantha, then looks at me. 'Fucking poke
me hard I wanna cum doing this. Then she looks up at Snake and whispers, 'Shit
yourself Snakey. Shit a little pile out under your balls?' Her head returns to
its resting place to await her next cocktail. It is difficult to recall, now I
have seen and heard her in lust, the innocent-schoolgirl image she portrayed
when she walked in here.

Now, her pretty mouth is ready for the next sharing. Her eyes are wild with
desire, her cunt is squeezing on my fingers and there's a furnace burning
there, and her mouth spits the confirmation of her wishes...

'Go on, Snakey fuckin' shit yourself. Shit up your balls. Let BigSlut give
LittleSlut what she wants, give BigSlut some shit so she can mess-up
LittleSlut's tits good and make her cum.'

So it's started. The ultimate has begun.
Snake farts. And he's pushing.
I can't stand it any longer. I stand up and peel off my shorts, throw them on
Slut's back and in a few wanks I'm leaning into them and pissing over them.
Samantha's face first. Then her tits. Finish on Slut's back.

Then I just stand, watch and wait, leisurely wanking to keep things warm.

Slut pushes the cock with it's coat of filth and catches Samantha unawares.
Before she can move her head she has a swathe of the gunge down her cheek but
then Slut's mouth forms the familiar 'O', she looks around to make sure
everyone is watching, then her head dips, slides over that filthy object as if
it were an ice-cream. We hear Snake's shit squish out onto the leather settee
and Slut's hand goes frantic for it between his legs, under his balls - the
huge cock still in her mouth. She's washing it because we hear the sloshing
noises and we all know what's going to happen next and it does.

Samantha's mouth is ready. Wide open, like a baby bird's for food and Slut's is
a few inches above it. It opens slowly and the stinkingly vile-looking cheese-
mix slides from her lips into the mouth of the greedy little puppy-girl who is
proving to be just as deviant as the rest of us. She looks like she's going to
puke and rubs her clit as if that will help. Then Slut's hand is out from
Snake's thighs and she's smearing shit over Samantha's tits and Samantha is
watching that hand and going into wriggling, jiggling, wanking heaven, first
with both hands working herself, then one of them wiping the shit over her tits
as she shares a heady kiss with Slut, savoring (no doubt) the last of the
spoils.

And then, of course, I'm giving them my last, the bit I've saved, pissing a
gentle stream, soaking Slut's hair, pouring off Samantha's shitty tits and
playing upwards to finish at the girls' joined mouths.

And lying on her back on that settee, Samantha TeenSlut is Center Stage and
fucking loves it...

She has the taste of cockcheese and oldcunt in her mouth.
She's got shit smeared on her tits, belly and face.
She's been pissed on.
She's got her fingers jerking in her cuntlet.

And she's cumming in a writhing, wracking, jerking cum and as she does it Slut
wanks Snake's cock furiously and he reaches under his balls and gets more shit
and smears it on Slut's face and smears it on Samantha's cunt and smears it on
his own chest and he's cumming and the first thick, white ropes stab upwards
until Slut's mouth goes where it should have been in the first place and she's
taking it all in the mouth until he's finished and then she's opening her mouth
again over Samantha's face but this time it's wasted because Samantha has her
eyes closed and is panting and jerking in post-orgasmic delight and the
slippery slime just lays there on her face so it's Slut's mouth that ducks down
again to suck the stuff back and she doesn't know what to do with it except
swallow until I grab her head, turn it to mine and she shares with me the lust
of Snake's balls and I taste the taste she and Samantha have been tasting and I
lick her shit-smeared cheek and I push her back onto the settee, smack her
thighs apart and shove my cock all the way up that slippery, hungry cunt of
hers and start giving her the fucking of fuckings...

And Snake watches us briefly, then gets up quickly, picks up Samantha and
throws her down right alongside us. But he doesn't fuck her, his head slams
right in there between her thighs and as I fuck and fuck and fuck I can hear
him licking and slobbering, sucking out the injections of spunk she got earlier
from the cocks of those bikers in the toilets and I realize that I've missed
out on that one - I'd wanted to have Slut suck that out of her.

Samantha's hands are free, she's getting a free ride on Snake's tongue so she
decides to be neighborly and worms a hand between our slamming loins, going for
cock on each outstroke. It's greased with Slut's spunked-up cunt of course and
as soon as she realizes this she's going in there, getting her hand slimed and
bringing it out again to either suck it clean or wipe the stuff over her
pointy-little titties or once-pretty face.

Suddenly Slut is mewling, bucking, cumming and I'm cumming too - I'm out of
her, holding my cock and shooting spunk up over her belly and tits. Not as much
as the first cum but there's a pile there to be used and Samantha is not one to
waste it. She scoops it up and ladles it onto her face. Not into her mouth this
time - it stays on her face to show just how much of a stinky-dirty little
whore she is. I notice that Snake's face is getting the same treatment mine
got, the girl's loins are jerking and bouncing and he has to hold her down, to
get what he wants, or give her what she wants - depending on which way you look
at it.

But then he jumps onto her - his huge body seeming to stifle her small one and
somehow he gets that thing up her and humps and humps and Slut reaches for his
asscrack, finds what she wants and gives his back a massage with it before
sliding that hand right onto Samantha's face, the sucking and slurping noises
indicating that Samantha likes to suck shitty fingers while she gets fucked.
But then Slut's cunt must be feeling that itch again or she's just realized
that this is her party not Samantha's because she's dragging Snake off of the
girl, urging him to the center-stage old and stained fuck-mattress, where she
indicates in no uncertain terms that he's to lie down because she's going for a
ride.

On she climbs - like she was drowning and has found the only lifeboat.

Her eyes widen as she holds the mammoth and tries to stuff herself with it.

Then she's riding, shuttling her hips back and forth, round and round like
she's trying to screw that damn monster until it comes out of her throat. And
while she's doing it she's running her hands in the shit on Snake's chest and
then she's looking as if she's trying to twist his teats right off of him.

Snake's enjoying it - obviously used to this treatment.

He just lets her get on with it while his hands enjoy her tits, squeeze her
teats until she yelps then he starts fucking and her body seems to be jumping
all over the place like she was riding one of those rodeo machines and she's
using his teats to keep herself on there - she has hold of them and they're
getting yanked around like they were plastic or rubber or something.

Then, as suddenly as he started giving it to her he stops, pinches her teats so
she screws up her face with the pain and he says quietly 'Puke on me, Babe.
Then I'll fuck you, I want you to fucking puke your guts onto me.'

She looks shocked at first, then not so shocked and then an evil grin plays
across her face.
'Make me,' she says.
So he does.

He's got three shitty fingers sawing in and out of her mouth, her throat even.
'Lay over me bitch, do it into my face,' he says and she leans over him and he
shoves his fingers right to the back of her throat. Her eyes go wide and her
mouth opens like it was screaming, her tits heave and Samantha smears shit
right under Slut's nose, being helpful-like, and then it's out, out like a
fucking damn breaking and Snake gets it full-face. Full-face of milky-greenish,
and darkly-streaked puke.

Slut groans, straightens, rides the cock, staring at the man she has just puked
over, a savage look on her face, a devilish glint in her eyes. She spits the
residue down onto her own tits while Samantha squats over Snake's face, rubs
her cunt in the mess and says 'fuck her then, Snakey fuck the shit out of her
cunt while I piss in your mouth and cum on your face.'

Slut's right hand goes around Samantha to finger the girl's right tit. Her left
slides into the girls ass-crack, finger extended and she leans forward,
whispering softly...

'Dump on his face, SpiceSpice Baby shit right into his fucking face then wipe
that cutey-shitty filthy ass in my face while I cum on this evil cock.'

Samantha's body stiffens, her face alive with perverse thrill.
She stands, shakily.

'Oooh yes, that's better that's better!' Slut hisses. 'Now we can see it
better, now we can watch the shit drop on him. Do it there, right over him,
right over his head, right in front of me, Jeez, what a gorgeous fucking
ass...'

She's right. It's wonderful. It's tight, tanned (apart from that milky bikini
'V').

Definitely not an ass you'd expect to see shit squeezing out of and dropping
onto a middle-aged biker Daddy's face.

But it does... eventually.

First the girl stands, back straight, tits thrust out. Her ass cheeks squeeze
briefly, relax. With her feet astride Snake's chest, she takes a step backward,
the request is obvious and Slut responds, pressing her fingers against the
girl's hips, splitting the cheeks with her thumbs, pushing her face right into
the crack.

Samantha stands straight, still looking straight ahead. And still with that
look on her face.
'You're a fucking angel, Sammie,' I whisper, pushing the joint between her
lips, bending my head to lick her tits while she takes a deep draw of the
intoxicating smoke. I figure we're all going to need some extra courage to
enjoy what is certain to become the shit piss and puke orgy to match any shit
piss and puke orgy.

And thankfully, Viagra is doing what it claims to do.

Slut is making funny mewling sounds and her tongue is exactly where Samantha
was asking it to be. Then that little innocent does a filthy-sounding wet fart
right into Slut's mouth, piss squirts down her thigh and it's obvious she's
trying to shit into the mouth of my very own, hungry, slobbering ShitSlut.

Said ShitSlut sucks. Dribbles. Slobbers. She can't wait.

Impossible to describe the sound of nasty shit exiting that cute ass.

Impossible to describe the deviantly joyful pleasure on the girl's face as she
slowly shits a turd into the mouth of her new-found girlfriend.

Impossible to describe the look of - is it Pleasure? Distaste? Shock? Horror?
Perhaps Pride? on the face of Slut as she withdraws her head carefully,
triumphantly showing us the thin turd hanging out of her sexy lips that are
closed - clamped gently around it - just enough to hold it there for all to
see.

I can't resist sliding my hand into Samantha's ass crack, feeling the warm shit
plastered in there but I can't feel it for long because my palm has begun to
fill with a long and fatter thread of squeezed-out freshness and she's pulling
my hand away and squatting, holding herself open, inches above Snake's sweating
face because it's still coming - and she's farting again - splat and splutter
little farts.

And while she uses that innocent-looking little body for that deviant act I use
the shit in my hands as lube on my cock and balls because when she's finished
doing her dirties on Snake's face this dirty cock is going right up her little
asshole whether she likes it or not.

I happen to know (because her letter told me) that she 'loves to take it up the
shitter,' a quaint way of putting it I thought at the time (and just one of the
many reasons why I chose her and Snake out of about thirty other like-minded
deviants who replied to that ad.)

"Splut."

I've finished messing myself up and wipe my hands on Samantha's back as she
finishes off.

Snake has his mouth - that hole in his beard - open. The hole is full of shit
and there's more piled on the beard. Samantha takes some off, wipes it on her
cunt while she finishes the piss she has left into Snake's eyes.

'Fuck me you bassstardd,' hisses Slut, who now finds she has a faceful of
Snake's left-overs because Samantha has risen from her dirty deed and has
backed right into the face of my shitslut who is a little less than grateful at
receiving a mouthful of shit when her horny box isn't getting well and truly
goosed at the same time. Being shit on doesn't turn on Slut. Being fucked and
shit on, or whipped and shit on, or just fondled and shit on does.

It's at that point that I remember Snake's suggestion and go for his mobile
phone, ignoring the mess I'm making, dial the preset button and when a female
voice answers "Snake Pit" I give the preset message...

And hope I've done the right thing, because I know what's going to descend on
us - to walk into my house - in the next ten minutes or so...

Samantha's off of Snake now and she's looking down enquiringly to see what he's
going to do with her little gift. I think he's wondering too, judging by the
look on his face. He's swallowed some - that's for sure because his mouth isn't
full any more and there isn't any more than there was on his beard so he hasn't
spat it out.

Slut ends his dilemma. She leans forward, lies on him, her cunt shuttling and
bouncing on that stonker-cock. And she presses her face into the pile on his
beard, her tongue searching out his mouth, with peculiar noises coming out of
her throat. I wouldn't be at all surprised if that hole in the beard wasn't
filled with a bellyful of puke in the next few minutes.

Samantha's standing frigging herself off, watching the couple enjoy their
filthy fuck.

I figure it's time to set up some entertainment for our expected guests - to
help them get into the swing of things so to speak - and I leave them to it and
go to the TV and VCR. The TV is displaying gray squiggly lines - what the hell
happened to Veronika, I don't remember a thing of that film after Samantha and
Snake turned up!

'Are they all shit films?' asks Samantha.

She's crept up behind me and is sort of looking around me while she rubs her
filthy brush on my ass and her fried eggs on my back. Her arms creep around me
and she starts doing nice things to my cock and balls, seemingly happy to find
them plastered with her shit. I hope she likes cock in the same condition as
Slut does because mine has been marinated for those particular tastes too.

'I like shit films,' continues Samantha. 'I like to watch them at home on my
own and I like to shit in my panties and jerk off while I watch them, I've
videod myself doing all sorts of dirty things, would you like to watch them
sometime?'

The lump in my throat matches the one in Samantha's hands as I scrabble with
the tapes, trying to think which one would be best, under these circumstances,
and then abandoning them, realizing that none of us would need any shit video
for encouragement with this girl and my slut around the place.

I take Samantha's hand and lead her to the mattress, stopping on the way for a
half pint of lager each and to light a joint. We stand on the mattress sharing
the joint, and watch Slut and Snake.

So that's why they'd gone quiet.

They've stopped fucking. Snake is still on his back and Slut is kneeling-
sitting on his chest, playing with her juicy trap while Snake, head raised on
two cushions, stares right into it, a strange expression on his face.

'Oooooh!' Samantha whispers to me. 'I think she's going to piss in his mouth.
That's the look he gets that when I piss in his mouth, will you piss in my
mouth please while we watch?'

She doesn't wait for a reply, just kneels, puts my cock in her mouth, looks up
at me expectantly and starts playing with her trap. It's a wonder that the damn
thing isn't worn away the amount of attention it gets.

If she wants it, she can have it. I'm bursting with lager.

I take a draw on the joint, giving her a slow, controlled burst. And she
swallows it. The second burst is swallowed too. And she keeps staring up at me
with those starry-innocent eyes as she gets another.

She takes my cock out and holds it in front of her face. Her cheeks are kind of
puffy, she's holding a mouthful. She's still staring...

Her hands give her cuntlet a rest. Instead she cups them under those tits of
hers and offers them up as best little things like those can be offered up.

Then slowly opens her mouth and my piss kinda just drops out and splashes down
her. It's made clean runnels in the shit-mess that's plastered on her.

'Piss in my face. Shit on me. Fuck me. Piss in my cunt,' she says - calmly - as
if she's saying "pass the marmalade please."

I was almost hard when I pissed. Now I'm fully hard, but I manage to squirt a
bit in that innocent face, then bend down to kiss her mouth while my cock
splashes piss down her body. Her tongue worms in my mouth, I taste my piss, I
stand and decide that it's time I give her my presents, give her the ultimate
slut-test.

My cock is plastered with shit. But under the foreskin it's been protected so
far. So far I haven't fucked Samantha or Slut. So far I haven't been sucked.

So I skin the head fully and show Samantha the dirt that's been hiding - the
stuff I've been carefully accumulating for two days - for Slut who considers it
to be such a delicacy. The dregs of a fucking session the day before yesterday
with a gutter-slut that picked me up. Two wanks yesterday, and as much piss as
I was able to leave in there.

Samantha stares at it, takes my joint and sucks at it, holds the smoke in her
lungs, scrabbles around for the dildo, pushes the thing up her box, exhales the
smoke, takes my cock in both her hands and puts that head determinedly right
under her nose. She breathes in deeply, then looks up at me with those starry
and slightly drugged eyes...

'Fucking lovely stinking cock,' she says. 'Cock-stink and shit-stink. A fucking
gorgeous stinking cock for Sammie the slut to suck.'

She stares at me, opens her mouth, dips her head and in it goes - right into
that hot little filthy-talking sweet little mouth!

Her eyes, as they stare up at me sort of contract as she gets the full taste of
the rancidity of the thing and she gips, but then something takes over and a
leering laugh disfigures that pretty face as she opens her mouth and wipes the
wet head with its coating of gunge around her mouth and cheeks before putting
it back in her mouth and sucking, tasting it to the full, her body convulsing
twice in automatic revulsion before her eyes tell me that the sexual deviance
in her has turned that same revulsion into lewd desire. She's wanking me into
her mouth now, closing her lips over the head occasionally, she's trying make
me cum... and I want to.

I grip the hair on the top of her head and those damn eyes keep staring up as I
hold her steady and fuck that sweet mouth. The eyes are saying 'cum in my
mouth, piss in my mouth, use my mouth for your lovely, disgusting pleasure,'
and the words spoken by those devoted eyes send me over the edge, holding her
hair and thrusting almost violently.

The bitch fucking loves that, being held and used and feeling my cum shoot to
the back of her throat, she loves it even more when I just stand there and
stare down while I fill her mouth with piss, she's got both hands between her
legs and she looks all ready to blow off, then suddenly she's on her back on
the mattress, tearing at her tits with one hand, her cunt with the other,
jerking around screaming 'shit on me give me a filthy fucking, piss up my cunt,
shit in my face and fuck me.'

Snake and Slut come a-crawling over to get a piece of this excitement. Slut
throws herself down next to Samantha and rams her fingers up the girl's cunt.
'Ooooh, fucking yesss!' says LittleSlut. 'But don't fucking PLAY with it!
Fucking POKE the fucking thing while he craps in my face.'

I didn't think she'd want it there and I'm not sure that she really meant it so
I squat over her tits - ass pointed at her face and she says nothing but her
hands are up, she's got fingers poking my hole.

'Let her suck your asshole first,' suggests Slut and there's no murmur of
discontent from Samantha so I squat the thing right down on her face and her
tongue starts poking straight away. Kind of quaint - that feeling - wet, warm,
tickly.

I try to shit and there's a muffled groan from down-under and the tongue stops
licking. Instead of the gentle licking, I get a full-mouth rectum-suck. As if
to give encouragement Slut is stretching the girl's sloppy cuntlet with three
poking fingers and managing to get the clit as well. These bitches know how to
service each other.

I'm pushing, wondering if this is what Samantha really wants, and I feel the
turd break surface. The slippery slobbery slurping noises from down there
confirm that this really is what the filthy little bitch wants, what she really
really wants so I keep it coming, or going whichever you prefer.
Snake's kneeling by her head, he's wanking that donger and his head is down
with hers, waiting to watch her take it, giving encouragement, in a Snake sort
of way...

'Suck his shit, you fucking dirty beautiful little bitch, suck that crap right
outta that asshole I want to kiss that pretty mouth of yours when it's full of
stinking shit.'

Samantha's head has my ass sitting right on it, Slut's face and Snake's face
are at either side.

I'm shitting. And it feels like heaven.

They're trying to see what they can see so I decide to let them see by raising
an inch or so. Looking between my thighs I find I can see it too.

She's ruined what felt to have been a good turd. It's mashed right around her
mouth and she's tonguing the stuff back out. Slut has forgotten Samantha's
cuntal stimulus so Samantha takes this over herself. Eating shit and still
remembering to frig herself.

'Shit the rest on her tits,' Slut suggests and I think this is a good idea too
but before I do it I turn so I can watch what the three heads are doing.

The two faces of Snake and Slut are trying to kiss the face of Samantha at the
same time but of course this isn't working. So Snake lets Slut get in there
first and the two girls kiss their filthy kiss while I unload right on
Samantha's belly and Snake can't resist swathing the whole pile up the girl's
body to proper filthy her up from belly to mouth where they are still jointed
in a slobbery and very shitty kiss.

I'm promised to fuck Samantha now so I get right down and slide my larger body
over that stinking little one and although Slut's head is in the way I manage
to prop on my elbows and get right up to the nuts in that little cocktrap. It
feels wonderfully hot and sweet and right in front of my face Snake is wiping
my shit over Slut's face and she looks like she's going to cum off on the
action but she doesn't because he stops, kneels up and shoves that donger of
his into her face.

He doesn't get it that far though. He stops, just holding the thing and a
peculiar look comes over his face - he's very expressive, it seems. I don't
realize what he's doing until I hear a fart and he puts his hand behind him and
just sort of holds it there.

Then I DO know what he's doing so it's no surprise when the hand re-appears
with a log resting in his palm.

From below, Samantha's hand reaches up for it but Snake deftly evades the
pleading hand and wastes that whole crap on his cock and balls. It's thick, it
stinks, it covers his cock and balls, it's plastered in his ass and the
destination of that shitcaked cock and balls is in the face and mouth of my
slut who is just preparing herself in two ways...

First, she's just sat her cunt onto Samantha's mouth to the accompaniment of a
'hmfffff' from down below. Secondly, she's just taken a long draw at a joint
she hurriedly grabbed from the ashtray while she was sitting herself there.

'Ready for this you shit-cock sucker?' says Snake and Slut's reply seems to be
affirmative because she gives him the joint and shuffles herself so that her
dirty cunt is sitting right on Samantha's equally dirty tits. I think she's
just giving Samantha a ground view of what she's about to do until she looks
down and calmly pisses into the girl's face, obviously because she needs a piss
- as opposed to wanting to piss in Samantha's face.

The lager taking its toll.

Samantha's eyes are shut tight, but her mouth is wide open and that is Slut's
target but the piss sprays mostly into her face making a disgusting brown fluid
out of the already-soft shit. It was an unfortunate move.

Samantha can't take it. She spits violently, and the shit-piss mess from her
mouth splatters over Slut's cunt, belly and thighs. I'm quick and it's not
wasted and it feels lovely wiping that mess up over her tits. But Samantha is
making funny noises and it's obvious what's about to happen - she's going to
puke and she's wriggling violently, trying to lie on her side so she can do it
on the mattress without choking herself on it.

'Jeez! Fuck! NO!' screams Slut, throwing herself onto her back, pulling
Samantha's head right over hers. The girl looks startled and the fright has
stopped the retching.

No good for Slut, of course. Not her plan at all.

Slut's fingers jab into the girl's mouth almost violently and shock registers
in Samantha's eyes.

One cough, and she's puking and it's messy - greenish, yellowish pasta perhaps
pizza, pouring more than anything down onto Slut's face and she doesn't seem to
like it because she's spitting and her head is flailing from side to side,
trying to avoid the stuff until I get down there and shove a bunch of three up
her cunt and try for more. Her tack immediately changes as I knew it would and
she pulls Samantha's head down to hers and the two of them share the filth
together while Slut tries to screw her cunt further onto my hand and I succeed
in getting my hand right up her box and can't resist having a go at Samantha's
too - seeing as it's there right in front of my face and Samantha likes it too
and the two of them are writhing and it feels like I've got my hands down the
gullets of two huge and writhing fish and then Snake is pissing onto Samantha's
bouncing and shitty ass and it's splashing up into my face and I remember what
I'd planned and pull Samantha off of Slut, throw her onto her back, push her
thighs up to her tits and go for a fuck of that tight-looking asshole.

It isn't that tight - not with such a lubrication of shit and once she realizes
what I'm after and holds her own thighs up, giving me a my hands back, I'm in
there with not too much of an effort and it feels fucking fantastic and the
expression on Samantha's face tells me that she thinks it's fucking fantastic
too which makes it better for me and in spite of her size I find that I can
still lay on her, fuck her ass, and kiss that shitty-pukey face at the same
time and love her because she reacts in the way I want, by kissing, licking,
wiping that face against mine, holding my head while she does it and finally,
as I gather momentum, feeling that tightest of assholes squeeze my cock, she
sticks her fingers down my throat in silent plea for the ultimate.

'Ooooh, fuck my shitter,' she pleads. 'Fuck me up the shitter and puke on me,'
she seems quite desperate and I have no intentions except to do what she asks.

Suddenly, Slut is on her back beside us and she's holding her thighs up to her
tits and craning her head up to watch while Snake goes for her asshole too. Her
face is a mess of shit, piss and puke, her hair dripping with it and she's
spitting shit out of her mouth but then she's gasping and her eyes are screwed
up because - though I can't see - Snake must be splitting her asshole with that
evil monster.

Hardly have I time to notice this, my stomach contracts and Samantha's face
almost disappears - fouled by a slosh of puke, thicker than before, and
definitely pizza this time, her hands scrabbling to clear her eyes, choking and
spitting up at me as I fuck and fuck and fuck at that tight little 'shitter' of
hers and drop my head to kiss that foul little mouth once more, shooting a wad
deep in her rectum.

The world seems to have stopped - for us. Slut is still getting her rectal
reaming. She and Snake are thrashing around.

But for Samantha and me, the world has stopped.

I'm propped on my elbows, breathlessly staring down into her face. She's
panting, staring back up at me and I wildly think of somewhere to go from here.

Pressure inside me tells me where to go and Samantha seems to relax, seems to
understand what I'm going to do and when I start doing it her expression tells
me that she thinks that it's a wonderful thing to do.

The feel of piss bursting from my cock, being held around it in that confined
space, the feel of it building up inside of her, then that pressure gradually
easing until I piss another stream and she grabs me, pulling my face down on
hers, kissing me and sobbing with passion as if I'm giving her a fortune in
cash instead of an assful of hot lager piss. She sobs until I've finished. Then
it's a different story.

She pushes me off and shakily stands, running her hands over her belly and
showing me it's swollen with piss, and she's proud of it - like it was a baby
or something.

I think of how she'd looked when she walked in here - wearing that pantie-
flashing miniskirt and spandex top, looking fresh-faced and innocent and I look
at her now, hair matted with piss, shit and puke and streaks of all three -
dollops of some - decorating her little body.

'This feels fucking fantastic. No one done that to me before,' she tells me and
stands over Snake who has just rolled off of Slut and looks as if he's fucked
his last ass of the night, though his cock is remarkably hard, as is mine -
bless Viagra.

'What's he done?' asks Snake. 'Pissed up your ass?'

'Yep. And it feels fucking fantastic,' repeats Samantha, staring at Slut who
stares back at Samantha, understanding what Samantha has planned to do with
that assful of my piss in due course.

But first, it seems, Samantha wants to suck cock, and she wants to suck one
that's still warm from a shitty ass-fuck. She chooses Snake's and gets down on
all fours, ass pushed out and makes sure we're all watching as she 'O's' her
lips and closes them over the tip of Snake's cock which is being held steady-
ready by himself.

The 'O' has the effect of kinda ploughing the shit off of it as it slides into
her mouth so Samantha ends up with a ring of it piled all around, which is - I
guess - what she intended.

'Grrrrrrhhhhhmmmhp,' she mumbles, presumably to try to make some comment
without dislodging the build-up.

The thing won't go all the way down her throat - too big - so Snake contents
himself by very gently jerking off into her mouth while holding her head back a
little so he can watch - closely and intimate-like. When he holds still for a
while Samantha takes her cue and we hear her saliva sloshing as she gives the
filthy thing the washing it so badly needs, she's watching Snake and looking
around at the three of us all the time she's doing it, as if she's performing
this filthy act for our benefit. She's lost out on that one though. Tonight our
little butter-wouldn't-melt-in-my mouth miniskirted teenslut has proved that
not only that butter would melt but also that she prefers the tastes of piss
and shit and puke melting in there. In fact, tonight she's proved that she's as
worthlessly hooked on deviant depravity as the rest of us.

Slut suddenly seems to notice that there's a free cock and suddenly she's on
her knees, to my delight stealing the girl's idea and getting herself a
lipstick of shit off of my cock but that doesn't last long because then she
lies on her back with her head on Snake's belly and smiles a shit-lipped smile
at Samantha who immediately gets the idea and plants her mouth on Slut's face.

They seem to have developed quite a penchant for this particular deviancy this
evening.

The effect is not wearing thin - not on me. They make a beautiful couple, these
two.

Samantha is the only one of the four of us who may possibly be unaware of the
three video cameras concealed in the black satin drapes hanging from the
ceiling - or maybe she just doesn't give a fuck whether she's recorded for all
the Internet to see. Probably so.

Right now - she - Samantha needs cock again - apparently. Snake's is nearest
(and probably dearest) and she flips herself around, squatting over him,
feeding her cunt with it - her ass is now pointed towards Slut's face which is
still lying on Snake's belly. If I know Samantha like I think I know Samantha I
think that the rich dressing of shit which is currently covering Sluts face is
about to be dislodged by another - a gusher of my piss from her asshole laced
with whatever shit she might still have had in there prior to my personally
delivered piss-enema.

I straddle Snake's legs, stick my cock in her mouth and look down over her back
where she is impaled on mammoth shitty cock. And where Slut's face waits.

'Go ahead, Samantha. Shit in her face. She's fucking well begging for it,' I
tell her, while gently using her soft mouth - I could use that mouth all of my
life, it's so wonderfully willing.

The world stops.

Samantha is pushing.

Slut is waiting, her head motionless, but her hands feverishly working at her
cunt.

It's a wonder that these bitches haven't worn their cunts out - the amount of
attention they give them.

Snake's head is raised off of the mattress.

He's waiting too.

And I bet he's wishing that his cock wasn't being used and that Slut wasn't
lying on him so he could get his face right in there with Slut's.

Samantha holds the backs of my thighs, lifts up slightly on Snake's stick...

And lets Rip.

It makes its exit in one huge blast - a direct hit.

A hosepipe-diameter, forced blast of piss exits the girl's asshole and geysers
into Slut's face like a hurricane downpour onto tarmac. Piss, with flecks, and
lumps of shit.

Then our world collapses.The door opens and our invited guests file in.
Shattering our moment.
Slut splutters, struggles to her feet, wiping the mess from her face,
stammering 'what the...'Samantha looks like she's been caught by mother.
Snake and me? We were expecting them, but they could have picked a better
moment!

First, I notice the biker 'Mama'. She's dressed in black - or partially
dressed.

Another one who likes to show out down at the bar where the lot of them have
been until now.
Black leather, shiny biker thigh boots.

Black latex, shiny shortest of miniskirts.

And a black latex, shiny, busted-out boob-top that doesn't do quite what it's
meant to do - cover the gigan tits that s q u e e z e up and out if it.

But it's the cocks that catch the attention. The cocks that point to her
center.

Two tattoos of huge cocks emblazon both thighs, the heads spitting painted
green slime up her flesh to the point where a fluffy bush of bleached cunthair
shows below the rude hem of the latex miniskirt. Not wearing panties and the
skirt doesn't even cover her crotch - and she's been in the bar like that! My
kind of girl!

Her cohorts are irrelevant. Seven bikers in the usual garb of filthy denim, all
with masses of unkempt hair, all with mustaches and beards. Seven more cocks
for the girls - I wasn't expecting Mama to come along but I'm sure glad she
did, especially because of the way she's looking at me - my shitty face, my
shitty torso and my shitty dick.

She stares, licks her lips and smiles a smile that says she wants to lick me
clean.

The males are stripping and Samantha and Slut can't wait. They scrabble to
their feet, rush to them, feverishly helping them to unbuckle belts and get
their jeans down.

Impatient for the taste of new dirty cock.

I just lie there on the filthy mattress, let Mama take her cue. Does she want
me or not?

She's late thirty-something. Large-built but not an ounce of fat showing
through the clothes.
Not a beautiful face, but a very sexual one, framed by a straggly-shaggy frizz
of black perm.
I wonder whether she belongs to Snake and glance behind me to check on him.

If she belongs to him he doesn't want her now. He's getting his cock and balls
washed by the mouth of a naked biker whose cock indicates that there was no
coercion to perform this particular task.

Snake's holding the base of his cock, stabbing it down the young (gay's?)
throat.
Jeeze! Who are these people!

Yes, Mama likes me. She's still staring like a cat at a mouse, still smiling
and then she slowly strips off the latex boob top to reveal a pair of tits that
could make a fortune advertising a boob clinic. (They probably came from one
but who the fuck cares - it looks like they're going to be mine for the rest of
the evening)

I'm wanking now, nice and slow, shit is squeezing out between my fingers and
just for the benefit of Mama who is now advancing I go under my balls and get a
fresh sample which I scrape enticingly over my cock.

'Viagra'd?' she smiles down at me, unzipping the skirt in half and throwing it
to one side.

That blonde cunt stares right down at me, it's mouth is slightly open, peeking
from the bush of hair and I can see stuff around that mouth - she's either been
fucked or she's creamed herself - or both.

'Whose been a dirty baby then?' she croons down at me.
'Whose been a naughty boy and shit himself ?'
I think I've just found out why Samantha acts like she does.
She's been potty-trained and had grammar lessons from this bitch...

But the sequel folks will have to be another story. This is getting too long!

Not really finished, but getting too long!

E-mail me and tell me what you think!
mandsuz@hotmail.com

Suzie SleaZe... Writes to PleaZe!

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