Caught in the act...

He didn’t need asking twice and within seconds I was hands and knees on the bed offering him my only too wet ‘n willing ass pussy to take as he wanted

He rammed his throbbing cock all the way in, which made me cry out in pain. But as he got into his rhythm and my anal fuck-tube adjusted itself to this new invasion, the pain eased off and the sheer pleasure of it all took over – Oooooohh – Was it good to be taken like this – To be treated like a SLUT and fucked like a WHORE in such delirious demented passion…

As his rhythm intensified we yelled insults at each other : “Harder you bastard !!” – “You fucking slut-slag” – “ You filthy faggot” – “You dirty cum-dump tramp…”

Finally it came – He screamed in orgasmic fury as he shot his load deep deep deep right into me – Me too, yelling like the BITCH on heat that I’d become as I felt his powerful jets of jism smash up against the rear wall of my rectum – And Ohhhhh, did that feel soooo fucking goood or what !!!!

Finally we both collapsed alongside each other on the bed to get our breath back but also to have some exchange of sweet tenderness as we kissed and caressed each other, feeling in rapture the sensual softness of our silky smooth skins – so soft – so feminine…

We must have sucked and fucked three or four times that day - He shooting his load into my mouth or my ass-cunt – Me shooting my load into his mouth and every time we did that, we’d kiss and cuddle and share the incomparable taste of sweet, salty, spunky-sperm…

We saw each other many times after that, and long after Nancy had departed. Lesley (for that was his name) would discretely borrow his mothers stuff – Great stuff it was too, as she had impeccable taste as a femme fatale and being divorced, would take great care over her appearance so as to seduce any guy she fancied – And they were many, so it seemed…

Because she was out of the house on the man-hunt quite often, and that gave Lesley and I many opportunities to borrow her stuff, get dressed up like whores, and suck ‘n fuck each other senseless more or less as and when we wanted – Which, I don’t need to tell you was often – very often…