A follow up on my adventure in Croydon

“Gus and the forfeit” yes that too was several visits pushed into one to make it more exciting as a read. The very first visit was done on a forfeit, but it was only Gus and myself, subsequent visits were maybe another 5 or 6 just the 2 of us. As things progressed between him and me the sex play became rougher as he gauged my reactions; He told me later that he hadn’t expected things to turn out with me the way they had, as I had in all the previous year’s he’d known me, treated him with not a little contempt (true); he’d thought I was a ‘posh stuck up bitch’. Then on my visit in April (2012) he invited those others to join in as outlined by me having made sure everyone was around when I went over there. The last pages of that recollection were possibly mostly akin to that session.

Which leads me onto my recollection of my visit to Croydon visiting my friend Jodie and meeting Alf. What I wrote really was all happened in those few hours. And it was just days after my gang fuck at Gus’s house. Of course as I said in my story on my way home from Croydon I was on a real sexual high, not only that I was I naked in my car in broad daylight.

My sex life whilst interesting by most any standard, just in the last 7 days I had enjoyed the 5 man gang fuck at Gus’s they had used me in a kinky delectable way and I had told my husband of how all 5 guys had taken me again and again.

I knew that initially he had only expected me to have sex with his long-time friend Gus, when I confessed the evening after that I had allowed the others to join in, especially was one was a OAP!

When David got home; about mid-evening, I had sat with my pussy over his mouth as he licked me and tongued my arse out of the cum still up there and there was a lot. I slowly recounted what had happened to me that afternoon, his cock twitching and coming off twice without any touching from me, each time I bent forward and licked his spilled cum off him and I came off in his mouth and then towards the end I slowly peed into his mouth. When I finished the tale, he wanted to fuck me. He knew most of those guys and couldn’t get over me fucking and sucking and rimming and drinking pee from them all. I think we were going for another 4 hours till exhaustion dropped us asleep. I knew that what turned him on the most was me getting really slutty and dirty, having sex with guys I’d normally never even pass the time of day with, he especially liked that the older guy had joined in. In fact I had never, ever seen my husband so horny.

But as for me, I was like on a huge sexual high as well, I felt constantly aroused, as I drove home after my session with Alf, my pussy was leaking onto my car seat and it wasn’t just his cum, but my own juices. So there I was driving home from my friend Jodi’s after my encounter with Alf, my belly was full of a his poo, what I had done with Master John and Gus was virtually nothing, sucked down a couple of small pieces of shit from each guy, although had either pushed me, I now honestly believe I could have and would have taken my first real meal from one of them and that maybe my actions with them over the past 6 weeks was a prelude to what happened to-day.

As I had eaten from Alf’s arsehole and his greasy turds had slipped into my mouth and down my throat, I hadn’t felt but a tiny twinge of nausea, before the sexual stimulation took over. Even then as I drove home, I didn’t feel sick or queasy in any way, far from it. I was amazed that I felt so sexy and no adverse reaction. What I wasn’t so sure about was telling my husband about this ‘development’. But I was now feeling that he was turned on by the idea of me doing that sort of stuff too; however confessing to him that I’d now taken a full scat meal for real was another matter.

In the end back at home, David was still horny from my sessions with Gus and his mates, so we ended up in bed PDQ, yes I told him about Alf, leaving all reference to scat out of it, anyway for him it was hot enough that I’d fucked a 64 year old guy, drunk his piss, been fucked in the arse by him and I’d rimmed his anus.

That evening at about 9pm I took a phone call from Gus making sure I was still going over to his place the following day. I was face sitting David at the time, so he couldn’t really hear what I said, let alone Gus. It was quite a laid back call, he was really asking if I was okay with how the whole thing had developed, I told him it had been great fun, and that David was still horny on my retelling of it all. – (if I hadn’t already explained – my ‘forfeit’ had been setup by David with Gus before I’d even lost it, my husband believing (quite rightly) that the only way I would ever end up with his friend’s cock in me was to lose a forfeit or dare).

He was asking if the rough stuff was okay with me, ‘Yes’ – so would I welcome them taking things further that way?

‘Yes I think that would be fun’ – he then made some suggestions that he’d like to try on me, breast bondage, heavier spanking and most of the stuff that I’d already done with John, he was arousing me even though my husband was doing the same with his tongue, I was saying yes to it all. He was then suggesting harder BDSM stuff to me and I can’t recall how Gus phased the concept of me doing full scat with him, yes he’d hinted a couple of times during recent visits, but by the time he hung up, not in exact words but I promised I’d try and climaxed onto my husband’s mouth as I said it.

After I put the phone down, and I was resting with David having told him that I was going over to see Gus tomorrow for some more fun, David’s cock twitched, he asked me if the rumours about the size of Gus’s cock were true, ‘Yes it was at least 10” and thick’ I told him.

He’s had your sister, Valerie, Hillary, Tania and Connie, that I know for definite and probably Jane and Allyson’ (All are married ladies David and I know well, see regularly at parties and barbeques etc. and have visited Ben).

I was just thinking, ’wow, that’s some good looking women there, all mid 30’s, all married with kids – I wonder what he did with them’ When David interrupted my thoughts, with

‘ Be careful, Gus is known as a real cock man, he really knows how to hit a woman’s ‘G’ spot every time, but he’s a dirty old bugger, into all kinds of kinky stuff, You might like it – some women do’

‘So what are we talking about here? I asked,

‘Sex Slut Slaves really, Connie and Val would go stay with him for a long weekend, a couple of weeks; that sort of thing, Hillary actually went and lived there for about 3 months (I’d heard this as well). ‘They’d do everything he asked of them’

‘So what sort of kinky things are we talking about here?’

‘No, you will have to find out for yourself, if I tell you about those things, you’ll think on them and that might put you off, but if you just go with the flow……………..?

‘So would you like to see me doing that stuff?’

‘Oh God yesss’

His cock was hard and twitching again, small pearl drops of cum were on his knob head, I put my mouth over him and sucked. David had already cum off twice, and I knew as I sucked him he was thinking of ME doing that stuff, he came off again in my mouth quite soon.

I’d already heard that the married women who did a weekend stay or longer, were required to wear just high heels and stockings whilst in the house or garden; this rule included when visitors came around, including her own family.

24/7 they were obviously sexually available to Gus, but also the guys that stayed with him. Which meant most evenings she was there would be a similar gangfuck to what I enjoyed on my first visit.

The next morning I left for Gus’s house almost as soon as David was off to work; as my husband had instructed – I wore a pair of black stocking with a wide lacy tops attached to that nice black suspender belt, and my highest black patent leather 5” high stilettos heeled court shoes; on top I wore just a light coat the lower hem of which didn’t really cover my hold up lacy stocking tops.

Both David and I had woken up horny again, I had blown him and drunk his morning pee, but we were running late, so he still went off with a huge hard on in his pants, as he left he whispered into my ear, “be real dirty to-day”. I was already feeling incredibly horny knowing what I’d promised Gus on the phone, but I was also wondering if my husband’s term of ‘sex slaves’ for those women included them being used as a full toilet.