Swinging
12 Sep 2015


Hi, me again. Thanks for the comments on my last couple of escapades. Back on the 25th August I told you about the ferry crossing fun Sue and I had. Well here goes with what happened next.

It was a long drive. The boys taking it in turns to drive through the night and Sue and I doing our bit once it was daylight. We stopped for food and comfort breaks when Sue and I assiduously did some stretching exercises, especially if there were lorry drivers around. At the last stop before the coast Mike took over the driving.

“Well,” said Sue, “we won't be needing these any more today!” she lifted her bum off the car seat and wriggled her panties down and off. I followed her example but made it easier for myself by doing so before I got back into the car.

Ninety minutes later we pulled up outside a three storey block of apartments.

Sue put her collar on, fastening it deftly. “Put yours on and follow me!” she said climbing out of the car and closing the door. I dug my matching collar out of my large travel handbag and struggled to do it up. It was the first time into battle with it, I needed practice. Mike took pity on me and fastened it securely around my neck. It felt good. It felt dirty.

“The door entry code is 'hash, FUCK then OK' he told me. I thought I'd be able to remember that.

It was a good three minutes before I went through the door at the top of the short flight of steps. There was a coloured guy, probably North African, sitting on the desk. His shorts were looped around one ankle and Sue was kneeling between his legs sucking his brown cock.

He looked straight at me “You got a collar like this bitch?” he asked directly and pointing at Sue. I nodded. “Then get over here and give this slut a hand with my cock!”

I removed my dress as I crossed the foyer and threw it onto the chair alongside Sue's. I knelt obediently beside her and she passed me the brown cock. I thought I would tease around the head for a moment or two but the guy had other ideas. Grabbing a handful of my hair he pushed my mouth down the length of his cock saying, “Don't fuck about slut! Take the length!”

I moaned with pleasure as he fed his cock deep into my mouth. Using my hair as a handle he started to fuck my face and I squirted the evidence of my pleasure all over my thighs and the tiled floor.

After a minute or two of driving my mouth up and down his cock he lifted my head up by my hair and pulled it to one side. He pulled Sue's head over his cock and shoved her mouth down. Minutes passed then it was back in my mouth hammering against my tonsils. Back to Sue. A minute or so later I got it back. It was a lot harder. A voice behind me said “Hey! Maurice, when you've finished with the sluts send them up to us!”

Maurice was soon fit to fuck. “OK, sluts! Who's gonna get fucked first?” he asked.

“Mike and Andy can fuck us both together!” I told him as I stood up, leaned across the desk, legs apart and bum thrust out. “C'mon big boy let's see what you're made of.”

Sue leaned beside me, two inviting, greedy sluts waiting for cock. “Yeah! Maurice fuck us both!” she added.

He stood behind me. I felt his cock sliding down my cunt until the head was right outside my cock slot. He took hold of my hips and thrust himself deep inside in one violent, glorious stroke. I came immediately, dirty bitch that I am. “You want cock, slut? I'll give you more cock than you can handle, slut!” he set about fucking me hard, showing me what he had and how he used it. He used it to very good effect and after an initial orgasm a continuing stream of orgasms followed.

He fucked me for a few minutes then suddenly withdrew, moved over to Sue and rammed his dripping cock straight into her, giving her the same degree of pounding he had just given me. Minutes later he was back inside me, now using a hard, steady fucking action long and deep. He returned to Sue. Wearing only my SLUT collar I crawled onto the desk, rolled onto my back and opened my legs wide, waiting for my next helping of rampant cock.

He picked up my ankles, rested my calves against his shoulder and stepped in closer. He reached forward and took a tit in each hand and held on tight. Without any ceremony he shoved his cock into my cunt pulling on my tits as the cock hammered into my womb! Same cock! Same cunt! Different angle. Fire in my tits! The pounding recommenced and my orgasms rapidly followed.

For the first time I properly realised the advantages of my 'SLUT' collar. It didn't just tell the world that I was a slut and loved to fuck it also told the world that I was a slut and should be treated like a slut. Maurice treated me like the slut that I was. He fucked me. Hard and rough. I loved it. He went to Sue, he returned to me, Sue, me! I lost count! The guy had desired to fuck my face so he did. Rough, hard, dirty sex was as pleasurable, if not more so, as lovemaking. It was the most wonderfully liberating discovery.

Now he wanted to ram his meat into my cunt, so he did. There was no 'would you mind if?', no 'how does that feel?' No consideration for me or my pleasure at all. He just fucked me AND I LOVED IT!!!

“Turn around slut, I'm gonna fuck your face!” I turned around while he went back to give Sue some more of his cock.

Back to me, I opened my mouth wide and he slid his pussy flavoured cock between my lips. We adjusted ourselves then he fucked my throat while steadying himself by pulling my tits. He slowed to long, slow, deep strokes and told Sue to turn around and get ready to take his load in her mouth. When she was positioned he worked my mouth hard until he was ready to unload. With the head just behind my lips he delivered his first spurt of spunk. I swallowed greedily. His second load hit Sue in the face but his cock was in her mouth when the third delivered. She sucked him empty then he returned to me for a final clean up.

We haven't even got to the apartment yet! Do you want to know what happened next?

Lots of #FUCK 'OK'.

Slutty Gwen xxx