****** ShitSlut HOME ALONE! by Suzie SleaZe ******
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ShitSlut HOME ALONE!


I look the slut.

I am T H E slut.

A FuckPiece.

CockFodder.

Even in jeans and top.

In the full-mirrored wall I see the reflection of a HornSlut - dressed to
entice, excite.

The sexy-pretty face is slutty, the bleached-blonde frizzy hair is slutty.

The mouth pouts - 'you can cum in here..'

But Suzie, in jeans and top you ask? (Those who know me!)

Yes, but these are the snuggest, hipsterest, washedout-thinnest, sexiest Levi's
you ever saw; dipping every crease; invading every crevice. And the top is a
belly-baring crop-top - in clingy, shiny-white lycra, low-cleaved with tits
bursting beneath.

The jeans and top did their work today, around town.

I snake my hands over flagrant tit, down over taut, bared, tanned belly to the
belt of the Levi's.

Thumbs hook the belt; a slut-stance - crotch and tits thrust out, admiring my
body, shown off to perfection.

The crotch seam cleaves my cunt.

Her pouty-firm, folds are spliced by stroked-thin fabric.

Twin bulgy mounds split by the crotch-seam.

Two mini-mountain ranges - flanking deep river gorge...

I grasp the belt, pull upward, loving the way it feels, the way it looks; that
denim biting savage at my cunt.

A cunt that's now hungry-juicing for cock after my exhibitionist flaunt around
town. But not tonight; not with Mick, my horny husband and Lover hundreds of
miles away.

I pirouette.

No wonder they can't resist a grope when I wear these jeans, as I push through
the shopping malls and wait in the queues! And little wonder they risk being
slotted by their partners in turning to gawp at this tight, high-jutty ass,
straining to split these age-old faithfulls!

An ass for groping, for kissing, for sucking.

An ass that begs

'come-feel-me' and

'further-yes-further!

Fuck yessss! Under!

Grope my cunt...'

Shit! Flaunting has made me so horny!

And the top - a favourite for everyday-wear - not indecently exhibitionist like
my disco stuff. Just almost. They're indecent tits anyway - for my size. (I've
always wondered if the best way to get big tits is to have them groped daily
from puberty onwards - that's what mine have had. Always the hornslut - dragged
daily into the boy's toilets at school, with eager little sweaty hands pawing,
feeling, groping. Groping sprouty girl-tit under my blouse; groping my cunt up
the shortest possible uniform skirt. I've always been THAT girl, the one you
remember - the one who loved to show her panties in the school yard!)

[ I digress ... that's another story! ]

I've said the top is 'clingy'and it is perhaps a little too sheer for everyday
wear - teats showing a bit too much though the fabric - big browny circles
through gleaming white, centred by ever-hard nips. Sorry, I'm keeping you folks
back - getting all big- headed!

Sorry? Why should I be sorry? The story's called 'Home Alone' so you must want
to know what I do - how I feel - when I am?

Yes?

Well - fuck - am I horny tonight!

I grip the belt - back and front, and saw that tight jeans-crotch to and fro -
into my cunt.

No Mick - no cock. So I'll sexy-up and watch a video!

But first, a little degeneracy to take the edge of my horniness...

Madonna (my heroine) CD into the player. Sexy tongue-flick over pouty lips. The
slut spreads her thighs.

The fingers of my right hand smooth lovingly over my denim'd cunt. Heat - damp
heat.

A ready-for-cock furnace burns there. One trying to put itself out - with
slickness and wet.

And about to get much wetter...

Madonna beats on. I fuck-dance with my reflection.

My hands slide over my tits, pulling and rolling the mini- erections through
the shiny-white lycra.

I AM Madonna, on stage ... with a thousand horny men...

wanting ... watching ... waiting ... for me...

An ocean of rutting man-flesh, seething with lust. An army of cock standing to
attention in sexy underwear - I feel it - feel the heaviness of their fused
passion - for me.

I imagine the smell of those cocks...

Thousands of rutting men! Thousands of horny cocks, drooling, begging ME for
their release!

Oh if I could feel them all at once! If I could have all those men clustered
around me, groping, pawing, fucking.

And me, the centre-core FuckPiece of their savage lust!

They want my horny cunt, my made-for-cocksucking mouth, my asshole, my hands.

My voice is hoarse - and coarse with lust. I spit words at the mirror - at ...
'my men'...

'Look at me, you fucking horny bastards! You want this? You want my cunt? Can
you see it sucking on my jeans?

My hot, juicing cunt - a cock-hungry cunt...

Like to hear me say that don't you...

My cunt ... cunt ... cunt...

Watch the horny bitch wank for you! Like to see her writhe? Like to watch her
out of control, pulling her own tits; fucking the air?'

I squeeze the crop-top off my tits and over my head.

And stand - tit-proud.

Strutty-jutty tits. Arrogant tits. Exhibitionist tits.

My body writhes in the hipster jeans; thrusting, jerking in my oft-practised
slut-dance - the dance of the HornSlut...

I growl 'Now see me!', hands squeezing, clawing at my tits. I grasp the teats,
pull them until the pain is too much...

and dirty-talk my men...

'Watch me grope my own tits you horny wankers! Like to do that while you fuck
me? With your big, hard-proud cocks thrusting up my hot cunt ... or would you
like to tit-fuck me, to fuck your lovely smelly cocks between these tits until
your slime shoots me in the face and mouth?

What would you like to see me do? Lie on the ground at your feet while you wank
over me? Make me crawl around, sucking the juice off your cocks one by one,
letting them drool afresh, then sucking them off again?

Or would you turn around and give the slut your assholes to suck?

And when you've fucked me till you can fuck no more, what would you do to me
then? Stand around me as I lie on the floor, still untamed and piss on me.
Would you laugh as you did it - or would it turn you on, because it would turn
ME on to have you piss on me. My hands would churn my spunk-spewing cunt, pull
my spunk-slicked tits and I'd cum off pleading for your piss.

And then, when I was ready to cum for the final time, the last buzz of the
night would be to have you stand or squat over me and shit all over my body
until I was a slimy mess of man-shit and I had handfuls of the stuff to wipe
over my tits, my belly, my face - and more to feed my hungry cunt with.

Cock for the meat course - shit for the next.

And then, the finale, as I jerk off my clit, I'd shit myself too, and piss
myself - shitting, pissing and cumming ...

Writhing on the floor in the mess, I'd have the final laugh, the final
disgusting, lovely pleasure...

For now though, for the Madonna-like slut dancing on stage - would you like to
see her piss her jeans? Would that be fun? Like to watch a horny slut piss her
jeans - like to watch the girlpiss soak into the crotch and down my thighs?'

I pause, panting - the belt pulled up, hard.

I stare, glassy-eyed at my reflection.

'Well watch me, you horny, lovely bastards!

Watch me piss my jeans...'

Dark wetness blooms at the jeans crotch ... I moan.

My fingers frig, prod at the dark hot-wet patch.

I loose some more...

'I luvv pissing for men', I murmur, 'pissing my jeans while men watch. If only
Mick were here to see his horny bitch. Mick in his favourite gleaming-white
lycra shorts, sticking with hard-jutty cock ... all horny for Suzie's cunt...

I'd kneel in front of him and watch as he pissed them, he'd pull my face into
that lovely hard, squirting bulge, I'd wipe my face over the hot wetness, my
tongue licking wildly, my lips gently sucking, tasting ... sniffing the
gorgeous smell of horny cock through wet lycra.

Then he'd lie on the carpet on his front, telling me to squat over his ass. I'd
rub my bared cunt on his hard, white- lycra'd ass and piss on it, spreading the
wetness around with my natural brush until the lycra was soaked - and see-thru.

'Do it Mick,' I'd whisper, almost ready to cum, my breathing ragged, tits
heaving, humping my cunt on those lovely hard buns...

'Do it ... Mick. Please. Shit. Shit your fucking sexy shorts for me...'

And the sight, the sound of him doing it would send me over the edge. The soft,
'plup plup' farting, watching the soft shit squeeze out, filling the crack of
his beautiful ass and spreading, squashing under the pressure of my burning
cunt.

I'd lie on him then, writhing, squashing my tits on his back, my cunt on the
softness ... as I came...

Then roll on my back beside him as he hooked the waistband of his shorts under
those lovely, ugly balls of his and shoved his mammoth up my hot n' horny cunt,
fucking me with those long, deep strokes as he whispered how much he loved his
dirty slut- wife.

And as he brought me towards the next cum, my hands would stroke his ass,
feeling the lovely mess in there, slicking it ... then delving down the tight
shorts to find his shit and to stroke it up over his back, over his neck, onto
my face where his greedy tongue would lick, then probe my mouth as he fucked me
all the way to a stinkingly orgiastic heaven.

But he's not here.

I'm HomeAlone, horned-out remembering such things...

Remembering, not fantasising...

I squat on the carpet in front of the mirror - thighs spread. I put my hands on
the floor behind me and raise my ass up off the floor, staring at my jeans'
crotch...

I piss some more, watching the darkness bloom from the crotch and soak down
under to my ass. It feels lovely.

Hot, lovely, and dirty.

I stand and turn, look again in the mirror. My ass is soaked from the fork up
the cheeks. I suddenly want to shit in my jeans, to feel the warm shit pressing
into the tightness. To see my tight jeans bulging with filthy shit, and frig
off on the sight .. the feel...

But no - too many pairs of jeans have gone that way...

My feverish hands unbuckle the belt of the Levi's, peeling them down I kick
them away and slip on scanty, shiny-white satin panties. They feel fresh,
snugged into my horny cunt. At back they dip, crinkle gently in the crease.

With hips gently fucking, I slide my index down; and slick the fabric into the
crease of my cunt. A trickle of piss dribbles, soaking deliciously into the
sexy fabric. I groan and turn my back to the mirror...

I'm about to explode ... my finger eases its movement, to save my cum until
after...

The sound of me shitting and pissing the sexy panties is as good as the feel of
it, as good as the sight of the turd pressing through the shiny-sexy fabric.

Softer mess follows, filling the crack, seeping its way up and down, bulging
the whisper-thin white satin. I feel it through the satin, mmmmm - so warm and
soft. Dreamily - in a world of my own - I slide my hand down the back of my
panties and scoop the shit into my hand...

I look at myself in that mirror. I see the ShitSlut standing in pissed-in
panties. Panting, I wipe my shit over my tits, streak it down my belly and over
the white silky panties. I hook the crotch of the panties aside and sink two
shitty fingers into my cunt, pulling them out again to wipe my juices and my
shit around my lips. Now I taste horny cunt - and shit, and smell it too...

The slut in the mirror has pissed her panties.

The slut in the mirror has shit her panties.

And her tits and belly streaked with her own shit.

The slut in the mirror has two jerking fingers of her right hand two-knuckle
deep in her cunt - while the fingers of her left abuse her filthy tits.

And standing - rocking lightly to and fro - she watches herself as she cums
off, mouth gaping in a silent scream of perverted, dirty, wicked, lust.

Thirty minutes later, showered and changed, a new me emerges from the bedroom
and returns to the mirror.

In new Lycra work-out gear.

Gleaming-white, hipster, wet-look lycra shorts snug beautifully to perfect ass
and cunt.

Matching top hides nothing except the colour of my flesh; its fabric so sheer,
its fit so snug.

'Well Slut, what's it to be?' I ask the reflection. 'A few stiff Bacardi's and
a favourite S/M scat/piss video to get the lonely tart to sleep on a cockless
night?'

My fingers circle protruding teat through stretched lycra, squeeze hard,
relishing the stabbing shoot of sensation. I grip the top and pull it over my
head. Tits flounce, bounce, and regain - proud and jutting. I run my hands over
them loving the feel - I love loving my own tits.

And I'm going to love tonight...

Lying on my front, on the sheepskin rug in front of the TV, the mirror-wall at
my side, I shuffle and get comfy.

I look at the mirror; clench my ass, watching it pop under the sheer-white
lycra sheen. The guys at the gym are going to love me in these next time I go
(if they last the night out, which I doubt)!

I squirm cunty into the rug, enjoying the warmth, the wet already slicking-up
the tight crotch of the sexy shorts.

'Right Suz, make it last - finger-play forbidden.'

Nevertheless I reach under and bunch the rug under me - a comforter for cuntie
to squirm on.

I flick the remote - two masochistic women are about to submit to a sadistic
black stud...

(so hold onto your cocks, horny readers! And squeeze gently, because Suzie is
about to take you to join them!)

The camera pans over a Negro's tall, powerful stature. I wonder again how they
managed to get such a perfect sample of black stud to perform for such a
specialised film.

Gleaming-black, oiled skin; powerful chest and arms; flat muscled stomach;
thick thighs, muscled buns ... the stuff horny dreams are made of. Hair, long
and jet-black tied in a pony tail to below his shoulders.

A white latex pouch hangs from his loins - heavy with promise. Black, studded
leather boots reach over his knees. His teats are pierced by three-inch
diameter gold rings.

Pan around the film set - a long, low chamber, apparently underground, ten
metres long by three wide.

Two naked women in their late twenties; one bleached-blonde, the other dark,
both very sexy lookers. Undoubtably the size of their tits was a factor in
their recruitment, for both have unnaturally-large tits decorated with silver
teat-rings. The tanned skin of both gleams with oil.

The camera pans the chamber, especially showing a rail at shoulder height that
runs down both sides of it. Then it pans back to show the Negro standing behind
the two women who are leaning over a table - the centrepiece of the dungeon. He
slides his latex pouch on the oiled ass-cheeks of the blonde, while his right
hand strokes the brunette's, slides deeper, between her parted thighs.

Suddenly he grasps the wrists of the blonde and ties them tightly behind her
back, repeating the procedure on the brunette. Neither offer resistance. The
contrary; their tits rise and fall - betraying their excitement.

They are led to opposite sides of the narrow chamber and made to stand under
the rails, facing each other. He secures them to the rails, pulling the
trailing ends of their wrist-thongs high, up to the rail, and securing them to
it.

Their arms are stretched up and out behind them, the strain forcing their heads
and torsos downward.

Except that they force their heads up, against the strain, to watch what is
happening to them. The Negro stands between them, reaching out to both, mauling
the massive, down-swinging tits.

I freeze on a rear view of him, drinking every delicious curve of the bare and
muscled ass, split by a strip of white latex. I freeze again on a close-up of
the blonde's glistening cunt. An aroused cunt - puffy-swollen, and glistening.
I lick my lips, wishing I was licking the lips of that honeydew core - or
sucking the asshole hidden in the crack of that black stud's butt.

The Negro has a black thong in his hands. He ties one end of it to the blonde's
left teat-ring. The other end he ties to the right teat-ring of the brunette.
He repeats the operation using the second thong.

The women are tied together by their tits, the thong hanging between their
straining bodies.

Gorgeous-ass pushes down on the middle of the hanging thong, pulling the tits
out - toward each other.

Close up now, on the face of the blonde; a face exhibiting pure lust. Her mouth
hangs open; she breathes raggedly; showing her wilful submission to the
depraved act.

I imagine the women's feelings and sway my body, rubbing my tits on the rug. I
squeeze on the rug, feeling the seam of the lycra shorts bite my cunt.

I'm there.

It's me being filmed, having my tits pulled for the benefit of horny porn-flick
wankers; and for the benefit of the evil black stud.

The two women are lifting their heads, watching their captor who holds small
lead weights with metal clips. They watch him clip the weights to the centre of
the thong connecting the womens' tits.

Then he drops the weights.

The womens' tits are jerked outward, yanked savagely downward - misshapen -
stretched and strained.

More weights.

The camera again records the womens' faces as they watch the savage cruelty -
they watch as their tits are pulled further and further until they are
stretched in an obscene way.

Movement causes the weights to swing - more pulling, more pain.

I'm there.

Suzie is there in mind...

I'm one of those women - in that sex-torture basement...

Me relishing the sadistic treatment,

Me feeding the lust of the beautiful black stud,

Me being filmed, naked and panting,

Me getting my tits pulled off,

Me feeling those big black hands mauling my tits,

Me with that bulging latex pouch almost within my reach.

I wish ... I pant, I juice - with longing.

Orgasm rips - tears me apart.

I throw myself on my back, forgetting that promise - rubbing and groping
mercilessly at bared tit - at lycra'd cunt.

Exploding crescendo - tidal-wave of lust...

I rise, unsteadily, and look at the mirror. My cunt is aflame, alive - spawning
richness into the crotch of my shorts...

My fingers stroke...

I wish I'd been fucked and had spunk in there to feel.

I pull the waistband of the shorts away from my hips and sniff the sweet,
horny-cunt-stink rising in the heat...

I wish Mick were here, he loves a hornied cunt to suck...

Quickly, I get my clear plastic sheet and lay it on my rug. I lie back, ass on
the rug, shoulders supported on a bean-bag. Now, I watch the screen over bared
tit and lycra'd cunt.

The negro selects more weights, these with six inches of thong attached. He
crouches behind the dark haired woman who stands with thighs parted, head
forced down. The camera shows her lower belly, cunt and high-thigh in close-up.

A glistening cunt. Almost dripping.

The man is seen through those spread thighs, crouching behind her. Zoom shot to
show white pouch, with contents looking beautifully ugly - twisted and pressing
out the filmy latex. Balls show too, big oval eggs under filmy white.

Big, black fingers search her clit, tweak hard.

The woman's body twitches as his fingers splice her juicy gash, and follow it
to her ass.

The way the woman's crotch jerks it is obvious that the cunt-slicked finger has
found a home in her asshole.

My cheeks clench ... unclench ... imagining the feel of that rough finger in
mine...

Now the black stud has a shiny metal clip in his hand, a clip with a weight
dangling from it. Reaching through, he clips it to the woman's cuntlip and
lowers the weight so that it dangles between her thighs. The lip stretches
downward, pulled by the weight. Another weighted clip is attached - now one on
each fleshy cuntfold.

I pinch myself through the shorts crotch, imagining...

He repeats the process on the blonde. The women are moaning softly, tits and
cunts clipped and weighted.

And every detail of their masochistic pleasure is recorded - the camera zooms,
again showing the captives' faces.

Their mouths hang loosely open - warm gashes across sexual features. They look
almost drugged - they are - on the depraved, debased lust that drives them. I
know, I've been there - it's forcing them to enjoy, to relish the depraved
actions.

I squirm; absorbing every detail as the camera pans the two perverted women.
They gaze at each others tortured bodies, their eyes ablaze with desire.

A torture-twisted smile flickers on the face of the blonde as she deliberately
sways her body, adding to the sensations in her cunt. Both women's tits are
elongated unbelievably by the weighted thongs.

The negro is close behind the blonde, gently fucking the bulging latex pouch on
her ass. He reaches around her and squeezes her tits; she groans and squirms
her oiled ass back on his meat.

His thick hands slide down her sweating stomach. They find her core. The middle
finger of his hand licks in the heat and wet.

My own finger likewise, slicking in my open cunt, feels the hotted slime oozing
beneath the lycra.

Cut.

The women are shown, now free of the wrist-thongs, free to move around - slowly
because of the pain this causes to their weighted, tortured cunts.

They shamble carefully towards the negro, looking down with twisted faces at
the hanging, twirling weights between their thighs and kneel at his feet,
sighing with relief as the weights settle on the dirty stone floor.

The negro barks commands and the women carefully release the clips. The blonde
remains on her knees in front of him, gazing up into his face; the brunette
crawls behind, kneeling obediently.

The blonde, kneeling in front of the negro reaches up and weighs the latex
pouch in her hands; the brunette caresses the backs of his powerful thighs, his
muscled ass. He speaks again and the blonde unties the latex pouch. Holding it
in front of her nose, looking up at him, she sniffs - then sexually-slowly,
licks the cock-drool clinging to the inside of the pouch.

The negro grins down, lewdly.

A donkey cock. Of course - it had to be.

A big, black donkey-cock. With big, black balls to match.

A thick strand of sparkly juice hangs from the piss-slit.

The camera pans - slow-motion - to show the blonde's head tilt to eat it.

Her mouth opens slowly, stealing the thick strand. When her head returns to
normal, the tail of the thread hangs from her mouth. She licks her lips, it
falls - slow motion - onto her right tit.

The cock.

The uncut cock sticks lewdly, horizontally, from powerful black loins, pointing
directly at the blonde's pouting mouth.

A close-up over her shoulder - her hands sliding up his thighs to grasp the
mammoth at its base. It jacks, twitches.

Close up - just the cock and the pouting-open mouth of the blonde. She skins it
slowly...

A mass of thick juice - cloying thickly to the pinky head.

The sluts' caviar.

More oozing - slowly - from the piss slit...

She squeezes, the slit gapes, more pushes through...

It's me again.

There kneeling, with the black stud in MY power.

Me with that huge, reeking-horny supercock cock in my grasp.

The man is in my power for there's nothing he could do right now except stand
and watch the slut love his cock.

And Love it she does.

Her lips close over the hole and she pulls the cockhead into her mouth. A
practised, knowing move, for she doesn't squander the hard-earned juices by
simply sucking them off.

The 'O' of her lips 'peels' the thick slime from the cock.

A ridge surrounds her mouth; she backs her head to show her master - and the
camera.

I pause the video...

It's me.

Me, with that cock-oil clinging around my mouth.

Me, with that wide-eyed stare, looking up at my man - proudly showing him the
filthy slut that I am.

Me, with the feel of it sliding down my chin, connecting chin with tit,
clinging on tit.

Me breathing the gorgeous smell of horny cock.

Me tasting the taste of horny-dirty cock.

Me, the HornSlut - and being filmed.

The fingers of my left hand claw my teats as I cum. The fingers of my right
abuse clitty through slimy-soaked lycra.

I can smell my cunt now, even through the shorts...

My hips buck, wildly searching invisible cock...

Cum.

Close-up on the other woman's hands, splitting the magnificent black ass like a
peach. Her tongue eels into the crack. Her head moves in and out. I imagine the
gorgeous smell of a man's ass...

The asshole takes her tongue, and shits it back out.

He pulls out of the mouth of the blonde. Holding his cock at the base, he arcs
his hips to the left, then sharply to the right.

The huge thing clubs her face, smacking her head sideways as if punched. Shock
and surprise at the action turns lewd grimace as she realises what he has done.

And turns the other cheek, laughing obscenely.

Again he beats her across the face with the mammoth, laughing down at her,
watching her take it. The woman's laugh turns moan, yet she clearly gets off on
this new abuse - this new degradation.

She twists her teat-rings savagely as he continues the cock- beating.

Her other hand thrashes between her thighs.

Cut.

The Negro wanks in the face of the blonde.

She kneels obediently; mouth hanging open, tongue lolling, awaiting the
privilege. Her hands work in his crotch, tugging the huge hanging ball-sack,
reaching underneath to encounter the warm tongue of her friend, flicking in his
asshole.

Several cameras - several angles.

A lengthy clip through the Negro's legs showing the splayed thighs of the
brunette as she kneels, suckling asshole. She works three fingers of her right
hand in her cunt, trying for a fourth .. succeeding. Her thighs splay wider to
accommodate ... her body grinds, bucks. She still sucks asshole.

As she fucks herself with her own hand.

The Negro is still wanking, playing with the blonde; thrusting his cock into
her face, occasionally into her open, waiting mouth. But then suddenly, the
thick, white ropes fly - slow-motion, squirting and licking their way to her
face...

They cling to her nose, her cheeks. In her open mouth. When he is finished she
smiles at the camera, opening her mouth wide to show the ropes of thick white
spume connecting tongue, teeth, lips. She extends her tongue to show a pool,
resting there, then slowly extends it. The stuff slides, drips off her tongue,
clings to her tits.

The black stands aside, the women, still kneeling press together.

They kiss their bodies - mouth to mouth, tit to tit, cunt to cunt.

Close-up.

The brunette licks the spunk out of the mouth of the blonde, licks it off her
face and bends to lick it from her tits.

Then, staying close together, they turn their heads to the negro.

A favourite bit. I wriggle on my sheet and hold the remote control with shaking
hand.

I'm going to enjoy this bit as much as they...

Close-up. Black cock resting on black palm, pointing at the open mouths of the
kneeling women.

He pisses in their faces, briefly.

Then fills each open mouth with piss, just enough so that it pours back out,
down over their tits.

The women look down at their bodies, their mouths empty the remaining piss over
their tits. They feel each other, kissing - sharing the taste of cock and piss.

Suzie rewind.

Slow motion of pissing cock...

I piss in my shorts - a hissing, brief, but powerful gush.

I feel the soaking-hot crotch, stab my finger through the lycra at my cunt,
roll so that my lycra'd ass soaks up the piss.

Quickly I stand, thighs splayed, on the sheet, looking at the mirrored wall.

'Beautiful disgusting slag,' I mutter, turning to look at the piss-soaked-
transparent white lycra crinkling across the tanned cheeks of my ass.

On impulse, I try to shit, but fart...

And turn back to the front, watching myself frig my cunt through piss-wet
shorts

to a knee-buckling cum...

Back on my sheet, ready for more...

The two women bend over a narrow bench. Camera-shot down the length of it.

Their asses are available for use on one side; their heads on the other.

Both have their hands behind them, splitting their asses - assholes and cunts
offered for BlackCock's use.

He uses a cunt while abusing an asshole.

Alternately.

Fucking a cunt while goosing ass or cunt of the other.

Then changing about.

The black cock is white-frothed.

Two naked, erect-cocked white men appear at the heads of the women. They grasp
the hair of their woman, yank her head up and poke their cocks into mouths that
seemed to open automatically - on reflex.

Like mine does when I smell a cock,

It's like a baby bird for its food.

These are not studs - more like horned-out cameramen - the zoom-action ceases
for a while here, though several cameras are still filming.

While the black stud takes his fun from alternate cunt and ass he watches the
frenzied thrustings of his two counterfuckers who mouth-fuck the two heads.

First one, then the other pulls out and squirts a balls-load into his woman's
face.

Then once again the women have their mouths filled with cock while the black's
huge hands slap their quivering asses with deliberated, increasing tempo.

Close-up of each sex-crazed face; each filled mouth.

I pause and slow-play the expressions.

Some porn flicks are faked - pretend.

Nothing pretend about these women.

Nothing pretend about the cum splashed on their faces.

No mistaking the brutality of the black's hands on their asses.

And nothing pretend about the expressions - pure debased lust.

The women are systematically fucked.

The three men take turns to fuck them in cunt and asshole, as they lie or kneel
on the dirty stone floor, or lie back, splayed out on the bench - whatever
suits the men.

Their mouths are used by the men to revive dirty cocks back to useable items.
The flesh of both women is streaked with cock- slime, spunk and dirt from the
floor. I can almost smell the reek of cock, cunt and piss which must rise from
their sweating, writhing, thirsty flesh.

Cut.

The brunette lies on her back on the dirty stone floor. She has spunk-spume
over her tits, stomach - and crotch where her hands are shown ... working
feverishly.

The Negro stands astride her, cock swinging downwards, semi- erect, hanging
above her tits. HE now has thongs through HIS teat-rings, stretching up and
over his powerful shoulders.

The blonde stands close behind him, jerking her slime- dripping cunt on his
oiled ass. She has the ends of the thongs in her hand and is jerking them,
causing his teats to jump and his pecs to be pulled upward.

He has thongs and weights clipped to his balls, pulling the sac downward. His
face bears the evidence of lust-pain, as the womens' had previously.

He looks down with faraway gaze at the writhing body of the woman lying naked
between his legs. She, staring up at the swinging cock, knows what is coming -
watches it inflate.

'Piss on me, fucking black bastard,' she hisses through clenched teeth, hands a
blur between her thighs.

'Hose me in piss with that ugly black cock.'

The negro's muscled butt-cheeks clench, cock twitches.

'Do it. Piss on me,' she begs, writhing between his feet.

A heavy, squirting, thick stream of piss hits her tits, bounces and splashes,
some on her face. She moans - tongue licking wildly - her left hand smears the
splashed-up piss over her tits and belly. Her right is busy in her cunt.

The blonde steps forward, watching her depraved friend. She watches as the
Negro looses again, this time directly into the brunette's face.

Suddenly the face cannot be seen because the blonde has her cunt over it. She
squats it on the face of her friend.

Her hands push her tits up and out, she stares up at the negro - offering them.

'Do it on me too ... please ... piss on my tits.'

The Negro stands with hands on hips and does it, then leans backward, raising
the stream to her face. Her mouth hangs open, catching it, still managing to
jerk and grind her cunt onto the face of the woman beneath.

A cunt splayed open, and pouring white-frothed, slimy man-spunk onto her
friend's face, into her mouth.

Two sounds. One of hissing piss. The other, the 'cicksick cicksick' sound of
the blonde's slicked cunt using the face of her friend.

The negro's piss overflows her mouth and as he shuffles forward, pressing his
cock into her mouth, forcing her to drink it, the residue flows down her tits,
down her belly, over her cunt into the trapped mouth of the brunette.

At the same time, as her mouth is filled with piss and she swallows, drinking
eagerly, she pisses into the mouth of her friend, her hands sliding down over
her messy flesh to frig herself.

She's pissed on. She pisses on. She wants more ... takes the cock from her
mouth, staring up at the negro towering above...

'Shit on her,' she pleads quietly, reaching under the ugly, crinkly, gorgeous
hanging balls...

'Shit on the bitch ... for me...'

Close-up of the stud's ass.

He shits.

So do I.

As I watch his thick turd push out - break - and fall in slow motion onto the
belly of the woman lying between his legs...

I shit my shorts...

A lovely, disgustingly dirty feeling.

The blonde reaches forward and picks up the thick turd. The obscene, sex-
drugged laugh again, as she draws it - like a huge crayon - up the belly, tits
and neck of the woman she still pins down with her cunt.

She rubs it on the mouth between her thighs, on her own cunt, and up her belly,
over her tits.

I didn't believe it the first time, thought it was faked...

She opens that laughing mouth

and druggedly inserts the turd.

Then, she shares it.

She bites it in half. She squashes half into her cunt, and into the mouth
that's eating her cunt. The mouth spits it out.

The blonde wheels around and sits on the brunette's tits, pinning her captive's
arms beside her head in the classic schoolboy victor's stance.

But the schoolboy wouldn't then bend and squash his mouth onto the mouth of his
captive. The blonde does just that - an open-mouthed shit-kiss.

And then laughs as she shits on the brunette's tits. She's still pinning her
friend down and the close up is of her ass and squashed tits beneath. It's a
soft turd, blown out. A soft turd, squashed by the blonde's ass when she
squirms and slides it on the brunette's tits.

The negro kneels at the side of the two women, laughing. He scrapes some shit
in his hand and briefly, but savagely pokes the jerking cunt of the brunette,
then stands over her head, his ass in the face of the blonde.

Gorgeous buns, plastered with dirty shit. The blonde needs no encouragement -
straightway her face is into it, her mouth sucking, slurping, then her blonde
hair is in there, wiping up the mess.

She isn't laughing, she's on the sex-drugged high brought on by utter
depravity. Her hands roam his ass, then reach between his thighs, caressing his
cock and balls with shit.

And he turns and she sucks the cock, then licks it - then the balls. He wanks
and she waits, frigging herself, forgetting about the brunette still writhing
on the floor beneath her. And as she waits she pisses and shits some more onto
the pinioned body under her. No turds this time, just a runny, messy, stinking
assfull. And what remains of her piss...

I'm not there now. I couldn't do that, not yet anyhow...

But I do turn to lie on my belly, and I do tilt towards the mirror, my arm
beneath me, my fingers frigging wildly. And I do like to see my sexy white
piss-soaked lycra shorts filled and bulging with shit. And I like to feel it in
there ... to press it further into the crack .... Mmmmm like that...

I'm in Fucking Heaven...

I should be in Hell.

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