I was sat on the couch watching and trying to concentrate on taking in my surroundings. The room was a hotel apartment or a suite, I don’t know which, but it had a couple of arched windows, brick walls and a bricked barrel like ceiling, (vaulted, I think it’s called), timber flooring and lots of rungs. Someone had lit candles and it had three bedrooms and a bathroom. The room we were in was a lounge, come a kitchen, and it had two large coloured leather couches. It was nice, I think the building was a converted warehouse, an old shipping one.

There were four couples still in the room with me; they were all mostly naked now and had all been fucking one another, all around me, for the last hour or do. I had helped out, with getting drinks and even wanking a couple of the guys. Yes, really. Everyone had been pleasant to me, telling me how lucky Lisa and Tom were, complimenting me on my body, my looks and had only really touched me in passing or due to proximity, nothing intentionally or sexually. Being honest, it was a totally overwhelming situation and I was still naked, well, apart from my boots. I was sat modestly, legs together, relaxed but beginning to feel invisible. I wasn’t feel self conscious of my nudity, (everyone had sat and watched me cum little over an hour ago), no, but I was feeling in need of a cuddle.

Lisa and another couple were talking and, well, touching opposite me another couch. A guy was sat next to me, talking at me but I wasn’t really listening. I was looking at Lisa who was talking but looking at me too. She was naked too.

Lisa, she is a brunette, slightly taller than me, so sexy, curvy and has lots of tattoos which always intrigue me. Tattoos, aren’t something that I have ever been into but they work for her. She is married to Tom but she is the dominant force in their relationship and in mine with them both too. She liked to bring out the slut in me and whenever I think about our experiences, well, even now, it surprises me just how easily she had control over me. I had met them about 18 months earlier through a UK swinging website, a Fab one, and our liaisons had been the start of me pushing my sexual boundaries and exploring my kinks further and deeper than ever before.

Lisa was looking at me and the guy, David, who was still talking at me. Lisa smiled and winked at me and nodded his way. Discrete of her. I looked at him, well, you couldn’t miss his cock. It was a large one and quite fascinating and it had been the subject of a conversation with Lisa when we discussed the possibilities of this meet and her plans / ideas for me. I managed to look up at him and apologised and ask him to repeat…I was distracted.

He laughed and, quite politely, asked if I would like to touch his cock. He obviously said more but I honestly cannot remember what. Me, I am not a shy girl and I hadn’t refrained from touching so far, when offered the opportunity, so I replied, “ohh, ok. Thanks”. Really. I am sure I blushed too. He moved closer, his leg touching mine and I ran my hand down the length of his cock. It was hot and so hard. It was big, yes, Lisa had told me it was over 8 inches when hard and it had a good girth; it really looked huge in my hand; my hand only wrapped it when I squeezed it. He signed as I began to wank it. I could feel Lisa watching me and I then felt a hand on my thigh. His wife’s. I nearly stopped but she whispered in my ear to carry on. “He likes that, Claire. I do”, she said, as she gave my right thigh a squeeze and a little pull towards her, “don’t be gentle with him, he won’t be with you,” she added, as she squeezed by thigh harder.

I then felt another set of hands on each on my thighs, I looked up and Lisa was there and was smiling down at me, as I continued to stroke and squeeze David’s cock, feeling his pre-cum leaking on to my fingers. She crouched and pushed my legs further apart. “Is that cute little pussy getting all wet, again, Claire,” she smirks, “you’d like that big cock wouldn’t you, stretching you, filling you and all whilst Sarah has to watch”.

I looked at Sarah, she smiled, “If you want to try, Claire, it’s up to you?”.

“Ha, It isn’t up too, Claire, Sarah, it is up to me if she can have the choice to take your Husbands cock”, scolds Lisa. She is really that bossy, “but first, Tom and I, have to fuck our little slut and I have promised her something new tonight too. However, I think she would like it if you two both help me prepare her for us.” With that she reached over and picked up a bottle of oil, baby oil, off a side table and proceeded to squirt it all over my tits and upper body. It was cold and I felt my nipples react.

Lisa knew that one of my fantasies was to have multiple hands caressing my naked body but the oil was unexpected. Lisa then wasted no time and pushed herself in between my legs and began to spread the oil over my stomach, my pubic mound and down and over my pussy and inner thighs. Sarah taking her lead, began to rub the oil running down my chest over my right tit and nipple. Her husband shifted his position and, gleefully, took his turn too on my left side, all whilst I still gripped his hard and throbbing cock. I found myself slouching further in to the leather couch and my legs were pushed wider as Lisa expertly probed my swollen folds and stimulated my poking out clit and all whilst Sarah and David stroked my tits, my sides and thighs; cheekily, Sarah had took to nibbling on my ear lobe and pulling on my erect nipple too. It was ecstasy and I felt such a dirty little slut but a very happy one as Lisa slips fingers inside my wet and oily cunt and Sarah and David played with my tits and nipples.

Lisa suddenly stopped and demanded me to flip over, so I reluctantly lifted myself from the couch, stood turned, turned over and lowered myself back onto the couch. “Come on kneel, Claire, and rest your hands and head on the back of the couch”. I complied. “That’s it, open your legs, though, a little bit more and arch your back, I want to see that pussy still as I oil your back and that sexy little bum of yours and I am sure you want these two to keep caressing and pulling on your tits too”. I didn’t complain. I felt the coldness of more oil on my bottom and it flowed, surprisingly enough, between my bum cheeks and down. The sensation made me stick my bum up a little more. “Look how she loves it, Sarah”, as she began to spread the oil and my cheeks at the same time, “that little arse hole will be filled with something hard soon, you little slut of mine”, she exclaimed. I felt another hand, Sarah’s, added to my bum cheek too and she began to help spread the oil love too, to the point I didn’t know whose hand was doing what; I felt fingers brushing over my wetness and circling around the rim of my asshole before sliding away and over my cheeks, again, and all whilst David appeared to be trying to milk my slippy tits and nipples. It was heavenly, I was knelt there, only in my boots, with my eyes shut, having my body delightfully played, by three people and with two being virtual strangers to me. Slut wasn’t the right word, whore sprung to mind.

I felt a little tap on my head and I opened my eyes and looked up to see Tom. He had his semi hard cock in his hand. Tom and his cock. His cock up until that night had only ever been in my mouth and arse. Lisa’s rules, my pussy was only hers. Even then she put his cock in my arse or I only sucked it with her. She made the rules.

Tom’s a nice guy, medium build, about 5”10”, not a gym guy but toned and has what is an average cock, not too big and not small. It fits well in my ass. As if on cue, I felt a finger slide past the resistance of my anus and slowly passed into my ass. I do love anal. I arched my back more trying to take it deeper. “You are such an anal whore, Claire”, laughed Lisa, as she slipped and then curled her thumb up in to my sodden pussy too. I was so turned on that I started bucking on to her fingers there and then. Whore indeed.

“Look at her”, claimed Lisa for everyone, as she continued to finger both my holes; my pussy was squelching as she fingered it, “she loves it, she needs it. I think she is ready to fuck now, Tom, but I think she needs to get your cock ready now too”. With that permission, Tom stepped closer to the rear of the couch, lifted my head, gently, by my hair and began to rub his hardening cock over my face and over my mouth.

As Tom continued to smear his scent and arousal around my face, I felt a shift on the couch, Lisa moved from between my booted legs and my holes were empty. “Sarah, rub your husband’s cock over her arse and holes…let’s see how she reacts to that”. More shifting and I felt hands moving over my arse and legs. Then I felt the heat of a cock on my arse cheek, it moved, went away, but then I felt it nudging at my pussy, in my folds being rubbed up and down my slit and over my engorged clit. It felt fantastic, I wanted to push myself on to it but Sarah was doing a very good job of holding it of my reach and then…

Smack.

With my left arse cheek tingling from Lisa sudden jealousy and apparent alarm, “Tom, this slut wants David’s cock, she wants his big fat cock in her tight cunt, put you cock in her mouth, fuck her mouth, make her gag, remind her she ours”. Again, Tom obeyed, straight away, he lifted my head and I opened my mouth to take his cock. He wasn’t as gently this time and as his cock hit the back of my throat, my whole body jerked, I gasped, my eye’s watered, I tried not to gag, as he began to fuck my mouth. With my sudden body jerk I pushed myself back on to the cock that was still been used to tease around my pussy entrance and I felt its size spread me open as it pushed into me. David’s desire must have gotten the better of him too as he must have pushed too and I felt his long fat cock slide right up me stretching and filling my pussy and only stopping when it bumped my cervix. I choked on a squeal. I thought I was going to cum then and there, my eyes felt like they rolled, I did gag on Tom’s cock and he must have felt or sensed my panic as he withdrew it from my mouth, quickly, with my spittle dripping and looping off it everywhere. I gasped for breath.

I felt such a whore, there on all fours, with a strangers cock deep in my pussy and my chin dripping with my spittle and all in view of everyone. It felt great, though, my chest heaving and my pussy hadn’t felt so full since I had been fisted by a German friend I know. Another story…

There was a silence for what must have been only a few seconds, Lisa seemed lost for words, I actually think she was fuming when I looked back over my shoulder and smiled at her. Lisa eventually grinned, “She loves it David, give her a quick pounding, ten hard pumps, as we are still taking her to the bedroom next for her treat”.

David didn’t miss the beat, he grabbed my hips and quickly began to fuck me hard. It hurt but it was a nice hurt and I could feel an orgasm building. He stopped, I ached for more, as he withdrew his cock from me. “That’s one great pussy, everyone, it’s so wet and tight, next time you are going to have to let all us guys fuck and finish in you, Claire, and then the girls can clean you up”, remarked David.

“You did so well, Claire, you took most of my husband’s cock, I cannot wait to clean your juices off his cock”, said Sarah, as I slid down on to the couch to face the room. Everyone had been watching me, again, but I was so turned on that I just opened my legs, gave a pleasured smile and started stroking by red, sore and swollen pussy. I wanted to be their whore, I really, really, wanted them all to use me.

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