We'd been exchanging messages of mutual lust and desire over several sites then suddenly they appeared on this one. It was unmistakably her - the amazing body was unique and imprinted on my mind. I've lost count of how many time she'd fuelled energetic solo sessions. We started chatting and clearly clicked mentally. This is the story of our first meeting.

It was a text with a date, time, number and post code. Simply it said after yes or no? I replied yes without hesitation and a sense of nervous anticipation. Not knowing what I was going into was exciting me. With this couples obvious kink it would push my boundaries and senses, that much I knew.

On the day I took a taxi, I'd obviously reasearched and knew it was an industrial area in the next town Bracknell. It was a dark night, appropriate for dark deeds. I paid the cab and walked to a door in an industrial unit, it opened to my to my surprise, as I walk through I was grabbed from behind by more than one set of hands, arms pinned to my sides, another secured my legs and a muscled arm held me securely by my throat in an armlock. I could feel my hands being cuffed and I was being stripped. My shirt was ripped from me and I was by now naked. I was blindfolded and walked onward into the building... `I became aware of the buzz of a crowd of people growing louder as I was pushed along. It felt I was in the centre of an arena, like a boxing match. From both sides women's hands started to rub scented oil into my skin, it felt erotic despite the obvious public nature of my situation- particular attention was paid to my ass and cock then I felt a well practiced mouth on rising cock, a cheer went up from the crowd with laughter. As I could see all my other senses were heightened and I have to admit despite not know however many people were watching I was enjoying the attention. With my hands cuffed and still being held either side there was little I could do but accept the situation. I was led forward and pushed to my knees, oiled hands pulled my legs apart and fingers invaded my ass, my head was then buried in a pair of gorgeous tits, my head was pulled my head into them, a voice said,

'Enjoy' and just as my tongue found a nipple my head was pulled down to a large strap on she was wearing and it was forced into my mouth. The watching crowd had been silently absorbing the proceedings cheered again as I sucked her tool off. Suddenly she stood and moved away, the fingers probing my ass stopped and there was a moment where I was left alone and the crowd silenced to a murmur. It was a brief respite as I presume it was she, plunged into my ass with the strap on, hard and to the hilt, I screamed with the surprise and pain of it, the fingers had ill prepared me for the scale of the thing. The crowd was by now, raucous and egging her to fuck me hard. She leant over me I could feel those perfect tits on my back. She whispered to me - 'My name is Martina, I own your ass' with that she laughed gutturally, 'accept that'.