Written by DB

Fact
19 Feb 2009


Since all this started I have come to love my current sex life, stupid and wrong though it is.

Johar and Anwar often spend a night or weekend in my bed, but they are not the only one's, nor is it just in bed.

A couple of weeks after it all began my wardrobe had changed, a few less slutty outfits for work, but still enough change for people to notice. Outside work, always short, low cut, see through etc.

We went to a pub one night I had not seen before, most places we go are Asian orientated, this was no different.

We had a meal and some drinks and then the bill came. Johar asked if I new there was a discount department. If you read part one you will know what he meant.

The owner gave me a strong look over the bar and Johar said to head to the ladies, where the owner intercepted me and took me into the stock room. There was a tatty desk against one wall and I was told to bend over it after undoing my blouse. No under wear on nights out meant I was hanging free as he put it, straight away, and he steered himself to my entrance before pulling me back onto his cock by my breasts. Even though there was no foreplay I was wet. He slid in firmly and then fucked me hard while calling me names, like white slut, big tit whore, and I presume the same things in his own language. He soon came, pulling by my hips to make sure every last drop stayed where he had put it, pulling out a minute later and getting me to lick him clean. He then passed me a cloth and left.

One Sunday morning as I left the shower I heard the front door open, Anwar and Johar both having a key. I put a towel round me and went into the hall and there was Johar and two strangers. I said hello to Johar and asked who they other two were. He told me their names and said they had come for breakfast. I told him I did not have much in but he looked at the towel and said, not the breakfast you eat. He led me to the living room.

The towel came off right away and the two new comers had a good look as they stripped. One of them was really long and thin in the cock, the other smaller with a big belly that was very hairy. The latter knelt in front of me and began to lick me out while his friend played with my breasts.

Johar opened the curtains to the small balcony that over looks a couple of soccer pitches about 150 yards away. Tubby stood up and saying something to Johar took me to the balcony door. I was pushed up against it while some one played with my bum cheeks, I don't think anyone saw but I was exposed to the world while the three men giggled.

Long and thin then lay me on the floor and put my legs on his shoulders and fucked me to two long orgasms before coming hard into me, it felt like loads of fluid. Tubby soon took over but did little for me. Johar said he would see me later and that these two would be off about 2 pm. It was now around half ten! And they spoke no English! When they left I was given a small box with some pearl earing's in it. That sort of thing often happens.

I now have several regular callers with little gifts. And the lads still take an interest too.

A not un-common weekend?

In January this year I had had a caller round on the Friday night who left around 2am. On the Saturday morning Anwar came in and told me to dress sexy, we were going up town.

High boots, short red skirt, slightly baggy top cut too low and a coat, undone. And on the tube we were squeezed in tight and at least 2 hands went up my skirt from the back.

Anwar took me into a porn shop. I could see where it was likely to lead, the forty something behind the counter began to drool and the near teenager just kept looking at my legs. Anwar asked across the shop, with three male customers present, where is the black on white fucking section. Forty something came over and said his name was Chris and he had some black on white DVD's over there. One of the customers left.

Anwar asked Chris about a discount while looking down my top and, holding my shoulder, turned me toward Chris. Chris mentioned that a trade was certainly possible, and asked if I would like a coffee. I nodded and Chris took my hand and, smirking at the shop in general, led me out past the counter.

No sofa, no coffee, an old stuffed chair was all, in a room full of boxes. Chris had my coat and top off in no time, sitting in the chair and getting me to straddle him, skirt up round my ears with him mauling my breasts. I had to stand while he released his cock and then straddle him again, doing all the work while he enjoyed my breasts to the full.

After a few minutes he pushed me off and told me to sit on the edge of the chair, where he rammed back into me, hard. He looked me in the eye and said he loved women like me as we helped keep him in business, and did I know he was going to shoot his come all the way up inside me. Before I could answer he said that of course I did, that's how I like it.

He soon did just that, and as he pulled out he told me to wait. I took the chance to remove the skirt and just sat back down when his staff member came in, dropped his trousers and blurted his come all over my breasts without even touching himself, or me. It was all I could do not to laugh as he made a quick retreat. I was just getting up when someone else came in, a customer. He was followed by the other one and they both took turns fucking me for about twenty minutes before one of them came. The other one told me to kneel in the chair and I waited for a doggy fuck. Instead he began to finger my bum with the juices that had flowed there, I said that was not on but he said I was in no position to complain and pushed his cock head against my brown hole. I cried out as he pushed harder and Anwar came in. The customer said he was taking my arse cherry and Anwar said to keep the noise down.

Yes it was most uncomfortable at first, but it got better and he soon gave my bum it's first load of come.

Back home that evening both Anwar and Johar decided to fuck my bum before we went out for dinner and drinks.

On the way home from the pub we ran into a friend of Anwar who had fucked me before and ha asked if he could have a quickie in the car park.

Behind a couple of skips I sucked him hard and he turned me against the wall, slid into my hole and held my hips tightly and fucked me hard and fast. I came just before he did, and then he was replaced, I thought by Johar.

As I was fucked again, hands on the Wall bent at 90 degrees, Johar and Anwar took hold of my top from either side and held it out so as to grope my breasts. I looked over my shoulder and there was a security guard leering at me as he fucked me. I came twice before he did.

That Sunday lunch time Anwar let himself in and with him was the security guard, not in uniform. Anwar told me to go to the bedroom and dress sexy. I put on a light blue teddy which they ripped of me in the course of the next three hours, Johar arriving after two hours to join in.

For the guards benefit I was tied, spread eagled with some cord, and fucked until I was sore enough to complain. So I was turned over and they all finished in my bum.

The guard is now my only non Asian regular, I know what many people will say I have become, but the word I prefer to use is, "Satisfied!"


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