Lying spread-eagled naked on the bed, the ropes tight around my wrists and ankles, a scarf wrapped around my eyes.

With my senses heightened, every sound makes my heart beat hammer in my chest. The slightest movement of air across my skin sends my nerve endings jangling. My hearing seems so acute my own breathing sounds like a bellows pumping. Then I hear the front door opening, and the sound of it closing. There is a muffled conversation, and I just make out my husbands voice saying, “It’s the first door on the right at the top of the landing”. That was our bedroom, what the hell was going on. I then heard footsteps climbing the stairs, my god there was more than one, what were they doing here, and what the blazes was my husband up to. Then I heard their voices again outside my door. “You take the pussy, and I’ll take the mouth, ok”. Then the door opened.

The night before I had said to my husband Steve that one of my many sexual fantasies, had been to be taken by two complete strangers while I was tied to the bed. Tonight he’d suggested that we try out a little bondage fun. I happily agreed thinking what he had in mind was just him and his little cock, with his darling wife as his plaything. Steve had tied me up, using four of his worst ties, kissed me on the mouth, and said I’m just popping out to the car. I thought he had bought me a new sex toy, and was going to try it out on my clit, never in a million years did I think he would go this far.

But here I was helpless, lying naked on the bed with two complete strangers ready to use and abuse me. So how comes my pussy was soaking wet, and I felt more sexually alive than at anytime I could remember?

“Who are you, what do you want?” I pleaded. “Shut up bitch” came the immediate reply.
Then they touched me, both of them were fondling my breasts, and then one of them started sucking on my nipples, nipples that were very erect. “You like this bitch, don’t yeah?” There was know hiding that fact, with my breasts heaving and my nipples sticking out like coat hangers.
The one guy was still sucking on my tits, when the other started to lick my sopping wet pussy. I had now given up any pretence of not liking this, and tried to pull the guys head further into my cunt with my inner thighs, but my legs were spread to far apart.

“I think I’ll wank over her face while you fuck her, then we’ll change over”. The other guy eagerly agreed with this suggestion, and in no time at all I was getting soundly shafted. “Love that bitch don’t yeah, I love pocking a fucking posh bitch, go on Bill cum over her face, I’ll take it out when your ready, and cum all over her tits”. They had a way with words these lads. I had a feeling my husband hadn’t picked them up from the local library. They may have been a bit rough and ready, but a bit of rough every now and then did a posh bitch like me the world of good. I actually found myself cumming all round the guys cock several times before they were both ready to spray me with their hot salty spunk. The feel of so much hot liquid hitting my body and face all at once made me orgasm again, they both started laughing and calling me a stuck up horny slut. I was wishing they would stop talking and start fucking again. Once they had calmed down they reversed their positions, and the games began in earnest again. The guy fucking me now had a much bigger cock, and he must have been quite powerfully built because he was pounding my fanny like a jackhammer. The other guy had pushed his cock in between my lips, and was fucking me in the mouth, I just love a nice cock sliding back and forth down my throat, and I was desperate to taste his spunk on my tongue, he didn’t disappoint. With my pussy filled to the brim with big hard cock, the one in my mouth started throbbing out of control, he let out a loud groan and I felt the hot liquid start to gush into my mouth, god that tasted good. While he called me a cock sucking slag, I lapped and licked every last drop off his cock. The truth never hurts me, even when it’s put as crudely as that.

I was still being fucked senseless by the big guy, when the other one straddled my face, placing the cheeks of his bum on my still very sticky mouth. “Lick my asshole bitch, stick your tongue in it”. So I found myself tongue fucking this brute while he wanked himself hard again. “Push it deeper up there, shag my dirt box slag”. I was past caring, I could feel another wave of orgasms building up inside me, the guy in my fanny had the stamina of an athlete, and I was in heaven and hell at the same time, and I loved it.

Finally the big guy reached the point of know return, he removed his cock from my aching pussy, and with an almighty animal like cry he shot his load all over my still spunk ridden tits. “Fuck that was good”, he panted. With one big push with my tongue into the brutes asshole, the other cock let rip over my face, I felt spunk running down my cheeks, over my tits, across my stomach, the only place they had missed was my feet.

They then proceeded to call me a few more names, got me to lick their cocks clean, and without a word of thanks, disappeared out the door. “Good time boys?” I heard my husband say. “Shit hot, thanks Steve”. I shouted downstairs. “Same time next week guys”. “Ok missus” they said. They were right, I am a posh slut, and I’m very happy to be one. And with that I fell fast asleep, with a big sticky, spunky smile on my face.

Love Rebecca x

rebecca_san@tiscali.co.uk