I'm afraid it's a long one, as the Bishop said to the actress, I hope you enjoy. When Mark has been away I always greet him at the front door. As soon as the door is closed I get his trousers down, his cock out and he face fucks me. The next load spunks into my cunt and the third up my arse. Not all at once, of course, but over the course of the evening. Tony is heavily involved, obviously. He loves sloppy seconds. The night before I took Duncan to my marital bed was a bit different from all the previous nights. To start with Mark didn't get my mouth or my arse. Three loads straight into my cunt. Tony's as well! With two cocks to fill me we started at eight. At eleven thirty I was waiting outside the super-market with a tight pad of kitchen roll squeezed at the top of my legs trying to keep as much spunk in my cunt as possible so Duncan could feed me. It was pouring with rain, the car-park was virtually empty so I parked in the darkest corner and sent a txt to Duncan. The biggest problem was him arriving home dry so I told him to txt home saying he was going to get a lift but had to wait. When he arrived I got a big kiss as always then his hand parted my coat to expose me fully. His big hand slid gently across my breasts, he was learning more each day, down across my belly to my mons. My legs weren't open for him! “Open?” Definitely a question, the implication being 'why aren't they open wide?' “You'll have to be careful not to spill any. I'm full!” I warned him. “Did Mark have a good trip? How many loads are waiting for me?” Y'know he was getting to be quite a dirty bastard! I loved it! “Three,” I paused, “each!” I added parting my legs very carefully while he supported the tissues. With good sleight of hand he removed the tissue and replaced it with his fingers. Holding the tissue to his face he inhaled. “Arrrh,” he sighed, “my sluts cum mixed with her two lovers spunk, what a lovely smell.” He kissed it, then passed it to me to share. As I held it over my nose and mouth three fat fingers plundered my swollen cunt. I felt him moving them around inside me, scooping up as much spunk as possible. He carefully eased his fingers out then dribbled spunk over my smooth mons, across my belly, around my tits then up to my face. He stroked my cheeks and chin covering me with spunk then offered his fingers for me to clean. My God! Soooo horny! The next five minutes he spent scooping up every last drop of spunk that he could and washing my naked body with it. On the last trip from cunt to mouth his fingers detoured to his own mouth. He licked one and saved two for me. Cum slut heaven and I hadn't even fucked him yet! “Will Mark and Tony fuck you before I do tomorrow?” “Would you like them to?” “Yes please, I love feeling your cunt full of spunk, I'd love to slip my cock into it and fuck you, feeling their spunk moving around before I added mine to it. Would you mind?” A silly question! I kissed him long and deep. He went a bit quiet for a moment as if in thought. I waited, while stroking his growing cock. “Are they going far tomorrow? Only I think I might like them to come back after I have fucked you for a while so I could watch them. Then add another load of my spunk to theirs? I could bring my cameras if you like?” I was stunned and delighted and told him so before smothering him with kisses again. “They don't have to go out if you don't want them to?” I told him. He said he wasn't sure so I told him no problem and to bring his cameras and we can play it by ear. I went down on him a very happy slut and probably gave him the best blow job I have ever given anybody, not swallowing of course! He made me spit it out onto my tits then covered me with it. Scooping quite a bit up and working it deep into my cunt. I came, big time and he had to cuddle me until I recovered. That took a while because he kept stroking my quivering cunt and telling me how much he was looking forward to fucking me the next day and adding his spunk to my that of my other lover's. It was arranged that Duncan would go into town on the pretence of doing a little shopping and would be picked up there to come and look at our computer. The reality? I didn't think I could manage small talk with the mother of the boy, albeit eighteen years old, I was specifically planning to take home so I could ride his cock until he emptied his big beautiful balls into my greedy cum slut cunt. I didn't want to meet the girl that stole my first true love either nor did I want to meet him, he might recognise me. As we approached home Duncan suggested that I wait until he opened my door. That way 'Mrs Brown across the street' would see a smartly dressed, polite and well brought up young man visiting, probably to help with a computer problem, not some hoodie oik clearly only there to fuck the dirty slut senseless and fill her with his spunk. He'd certainly picked up on the effect dirty talk had on me. Once the front door was closed he slipped off his shoes and, like all teenagers, hung his waterproof in a pile on the floor. He then turned to me, helping to remove my coat which he hung on the coat hook. He showed no dismay that my dress was essentially buttoned up top to bottom, more or less. I started to undo them but he playfully slapped my fingers. “That's my job!” he announced and so the slow process of stripping me commenced. As he undid a button his hands moved such that they held the material apart. His fingers lightly brushed my naked flesh. As more buttons were undone so more flesh was exposed and there was room for his mouth to help his fingers caress me. After only three or four buttons he could have slipped the dress off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He steadfastly kept to his task, exposing, exploring and caressing. Fluttering fingers brushed against the swelling of my breasts, warm breaths teased my tummy. I tingled with excitement, trembled with anticipation and still he worked downwards exposing my body with tantalising slowness. Finger nails tracked across my mons, parted at the top of the tiny scrap of material that held my cum plug in place then onwards down the inside of my thighs, all agonisingly slowly. With all the buttons undone, he stood. His hands on my body as he pushed aside my dress leaving me open to his gaze. With his hands on my shoulders he eased my dress off and hung it carefully beside my coat. He looked at me, top to toe then asked that I turn, very slow. I could see the delight shining in his eyes and turned as slow as possible so that he could enjoy his first view of me stood before him. Only a platform bra, a string and hold-ups keeping me from total nudity. His first live undressed woman. His pleasure was palpable. I loved every moment of his careful scrutiny. He stepped in close and held me tight, kissing me while his hand slipped behind to my bra clip. He struggled. I started to reach back to assist but he stopped me. He used both hands and I was undone. “You'll have to teach me. I want to be able to undo your bra blindfolded with both hands tied behind my back.” “It'll be a pleasure.” I told him. With his hands back on my shoulders he held me at arms length and carefully peeled my bra straps down my arms then, holding the little platform carefully in place, started to kiss my breasts millimetre by millimetre easing the material away as he worked. With my breasts fully exposed and minutely examined with fingers, lips and tongue he moved down to my pussy. His tongue teased under the flimsy string, probing along the sides and beneath the tissue lapping the edges of my spunk filled cunt. He looked up at me 'Thank you' he mouthed before licking me closer and deeper. He stood, took my hand and said, “bed?” “Not yet, my turn now.” I told him starting to undo his jacket. His jacket, put on the newel post was followed swiftly by his shirt. I wasn't being as painstakingly slow as he, I wanted to get to his cock ASAP. Belt, button and zip submitted to my expert fingers. I knelt before him easing his trousers down and off then returned to his light blue 'Y' fronts with little darker blue damp patches where his cock had leaked pre-cum especially for me. I licked the spots making them bigger and around the swelling cock and large ball sac. His cock was awkwardly placed so I biffed and pushed it up and straight with my nose. By the time it was positioned to my liking we were both laughing fit to bust. Now there was room to grow and peek out the top. I started to nibble and lick through the thin cotton, his hands rested on my head. He had easily picked up on the pleasure dirty talk gave me, he quickly spotted that the thought of being photographed or filmed turned me on. The previous night he had realised that I needed to be forcibly face-fucked and at the bottom of the stairs, with bed awaiting the loss of his virginity, he let me play with him. A wise head with a virgin cock. I cheated a bit, I helped his cock escape the strong elastic at his hips with my teeth pulling out the elastic then pants down and into my hands where they were quickly to the floor and away to the corner of the hallway. I licked and sucked his ball sac then up his length in time to catch the little bead of pre-cum forming on the eye. My tongue darted out then carefully withdrew forming a little string of nectar between tongue and cock head. It broke and swung against my chin. I licked and ran my finger up the underside of his cock to ease out the next drop. He was ready for me, the little extra I had seen through the internet link would come as I slid my cunt down his cock to the base. “Now we go to bed.” I told him. He watched me climb the stairs. I turned at the top and watched his erect cock approach. It seemed to expand in length and girth as he got closer to my parted legs. I led him to the bedroom. Tony and Mark had tidied up since I was last there. A fresh new sheet, duvet folded and on the floor so we could stay warm while recovering. On top of the bedside unit; a full dispenser of lube, my rabbit, two different sized dildos and a pair of butt plugs including my favourite, with a tail. Tony's message was clear. 'whatever you want, whatever he wants – enjoy'. I told Duncan to lay in the centre of the bed and stood over him. “Are you ready for this, lover?” I asked. He told me he had been thinking of nothing else all week. I knelt over his cock and struggled carefully to lift it from the erect position laying hard up against his belly. With one hand guiding cock head towards cunt I used the other to get ready to move my string and cum soaked pad out of the way. With one swift move I pulled string and pad to one side and slipped down onto the cock head, stopping with it just forming a cum plug at the entrance to my cunt. Carefully maintaining my position I held the pad to my mouth and nose before passing it to Duncan. He sniffed and licked and I knew that we had a long and happy future together. I gently fed his cock into me, millimetre by millimetre. I had promised myself I wouldn't cum until I had his full length buried to the hilt inside me. I broke the promise to myself before he was more than an inch inside my cunt! I could feel the cocktail of Tony's spunk mixed with Mark's being pushed around inside as I lowered myself onto Duncan's cock. The orgasms started at the top and continued until I rested my pelvic bone on his. I had half expected him to drive in hard and fast as soon as he felt my pussy lips around his cock, as so many had on a first fuck with me but he held his ground. Again he had sensed what I needed and was prepared to let me be satisfied before taking his own satisfaction. I laid down along his body and kissed him deep and long while sliding my cunt up and down his cock. Cum after cum consumed me as I played and still he allowed it. “When Tony's watching me fuck this is his favourite position,” I told Duncan, “he loves seeing a cock slip in and out of my cunt all covered with our mixed juices and if I'm also full of spunk then it dribbles out and over my lovers balls. Tony loves that particularly.” It wasn't one smooth sentence but sort of gasped out between shudders of pleasure caused by the feeling of hot young cock inside me and the thought of Tony watching. I rode his cock, taking as much pleasure as he was prepared to give and that seemed limitless. “Do you think virginity is lost as soon as a boys cock enters the girls cunt?” I whispered in his ear, “or when he empties his balls into her?” “I think,” he replied after a while, “that virginity is lost when they get off the bed, and you are not getting off this bed until I've posted at least one sac of spunk into your greedy cum slut cunt. It could take an hour or so.” “At least one?” I asked. “so maybe two or three? How would you like to post the first instalment?” “You say Tony likes to watch you ride a cock. How do you like to fuck?” “I like to be taken doggie style, no question about it.” I informed him. “Taken?” he questioned. “Taken.” I repeated getting carefully off and kneeling to be taken by my first virgin cock. He knelt behind me and we adjusted our positions until his cock head was nuzzling just inside my cunt. He held my hips tight. “Taken?” confirmation required. “Taken,” confirmation given. Instantly he pulled me back onto his cock and thrust forward with his hips. The full length, balls deep. He ploughed my furrow like no other cock ever had. His hard ball sac drove against my pussy lips and his cock head rammed hard into my womb. I screamed, groaned, moaned and sobbed with pleasure then covered his gorgeous cock with it's first helping of girl cum and the second and third and.... well you get the picture. He fucked me solidly for at least ten minutes, only slowing to reposition as our exertions were moving us all over the bed. Another ten minutes before he announced “I'm gonna cum,” between gasps for breath. “Empty your balls deep inside, big boy, make this slut take your spunk and mix it with her husbands”. A couple of minutes later he started to empty his balls into me, spurt, spurt, spurt. It felt like a hosepipe washing down the walls of my slutty cunt. Fabulous! I expected him to collapse on top of me or at least let a limp cock slip out then lie beside me on the bed. Not a bit of it! I had also had a tremendous orgasm and was resting my head on the bed, trying to catch my breath when he started to move inside me again! He had lost a little of his rampant hard but that only served to make it feel a bit like a much bigger Tony fucking me, maybe even Mark? He built back up to his previous steady rhythm. I felt his cock growing to full strength inside me and despite my exhaustion I started to push back onto him. “Does the dirty slut want fucking some more?” “Too fucking right!” I told him, “don't ever fucking stop, even when your balls are empty!” I'm sure he wouldn't have either. He just rocked back and forth behind me, every stroke buried deep into my cunt, withdrawn then thrust home again. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over me, one long, glorious orgasm. It got to the point when I could no longer support myself and he was simply holding my body onto him. Eventually he took pity on me. “Roll onto your back and open wide. You can have a bit of a rest.” he was insatiable! I rolled glancing at his cock as I did so. It was still fit to fuck! Once I was in position he lifted my legs, like you do when changing a babies nappy and slid the big firm pillow under my bum. “Comfy?” he asked. I nodded. My cunt was well aware that I had been fucked continuously for over half an hour. My body told it to stop complaining and prepare for some more. Duncan guided his cock into me quite carefully, “OK?” again I nodded then wrapped my legs around him, pulling him into me. “Fuck me some more!” I told him and he did as he was told.