I hope everyone enjoyed my three part debut for Literotica. I had a lot of fun writing it.
To just to confirm - all sexual activities take place between consenting adults.
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From the moment Claire woke up she was a different person. It was if all the sensible rules that she'd followed her whole life were now utterly void. She was nestling in the shoulder of Mr. Paul whilst Michelle was spooned up next to her. She kissed her friend awake, beginning by licking her nipples and then working her way up to Michelle's neck and then finally to her lips. They French kissed gently for five minutes, she could still taste the sharpness of her own cunt on Michelle's tongue.
"Good morning Claire!" Michelle whispered. "That was a wild night even by standards. What time is it?"
"I think it's fuck time. I'm so horny I need that cock again." Claire whispered slipping from Michelle's embrace and rolling back on top of Mr. Paul. "Good morning sir!" she said winking down at him.
Neil Paul's first thought upon waking was bafflement and then he smiled in recollection of the previous night, but he had little time to think again as Claire had pushed her pussy straight into his face.
"Lick my pussy Mr. Paul!" Claire smirked and then she began to deep throat Mr. Paul as they fell into a sixty nine position. It was not the shy little licking and sucking that her boyfriend Richard had to make do with on the rare occasions when she'd agree to go down on him (because she was so shy) but proper pornstyle. She rose and spat on his cock, a gesture of sluttiness that impressed even Michelle.
"Not in the mood for sharing I see!" Michelle smirked.
The evening had finished better than Michelle could ever have hoped for and her original plan of seducing Claire after the party had been adapted when the opportunity to fuck Claire and Mr. Paul had presented itself. Michelle suddenly remembered some of the toys that she had brought to use on an unsuspecting Claire. In all the excitement she'd forgotten, they were sitting in the suitcase in her room. She looked down on Claire, still slurping cock like an absolute pro.
She bent down to her friend's ear and whispered. "I've just remembered something in my room that I need to get? Am I Ok leaving you alone with Mr. Paul?"
Claire looked up at her, the cock stretching her mouth, and gave her a wink that was pure whore. Michelle smiled and hurriedly dressed; the room was silent apart from the sound of the sucking and slurping.
The small part of the old Claire that still existed was shocked at the wantonness. "I need this cock in my cunt now Mr. Paul."
Wriggling off his face she repositioned herself onto the bed so that her head was buried deep into the mattress and her ass and pussy were raised high as a kind of offering. Mr. Paul was now kneeling behind her. His hands held her peach like bottom with gloating ease.
"Michelle's not getting shy in her old age is she Claire?" Neil smirked. His cock had last felt this hard when he was about nineteen and at college.
"Who knows and who fucking cares? Just fuck this slutty cunt you piece of fucking shit!" Claire snarled back with a lust that shocked them both.
Neil placed his cock at the entrance of her cunt and allowed himself to almost fall in with one delightful long stroke.
"Ah you bastard! That feels amazing!" Claire shouted.
The filth that was coming from the mouth of Claire King, one of the most polite and sweetly spoken women he'd ever met in his life was incredibly arousing. Sluts such as Michelle talking dirty was one thing, but the transformation of this angel into a slutty whore was perhaps the most erotic thing he'd ever experienced in his life. He decided to treat fire with fire.
"You like that bitch?" Her cunt juice was like a gorgeous oil enveloping his cock as he thrust.
"You know I fucking like it! Fuck me!" she half screamed. Mr. Paul was larger and thicker in girth than her boyfriend Richard, and she could almost feel the lust twitching from his cock. He'd grabbed her hair, something that she would normally have protested against, pulled her head back and proceeded to fuck her with violent animal thrusts.
"Is that how you talk to me you slut? What do you call me?"
"No sir! I'm sorry sir. Please fuck me!" Claire slipped into the role of passive schoolgirl slut with ease even if she was twenty five years of age.
Neil grinned and spanked her arse, much harder than he would have tried with his ex-girlfriend. Claire yelped with surprise!
"Please fuck me what?" Mr. Paul snarled slapping her ass again. He grinned at the red blushes that he'd caused.
"Oww! Ah! Oh! Please fuck me sir!" Claire screamed, as he slapped her ass again and pulled her hair back so her head tilted to the ceiling. Each thrust seemed deeper than the last.
"Just keep fucking me sir. Just keep fucking me sir. Keep fucking me sir. I'm your slut sir. I'm your slut!"
Mrs. Shepherd had enjoyed a rather restless sleep after last night exertions, but once the sound of fornification had resumed she was back in her accustomed kneeling position peaking through the crack in the door. Unlike the previous night she was now entirely naked and her large breasts hung rather firmly she thought. It was far more dangerous spying in the early morning light of course. But the danger just heightened her arousal. Oh! If only Mr. Paul or one of the girls, even that little slut Michelle, could be underneath sucking on her nipples she thought... or licking her. Her four fingers were jack hammering into her vagina. No not her vagina, she thought, it was her cunt! She rammed the four fingers into her cunt whilst her thumb expertly stroked her clit. God! She was as bad as they were. Oh if only she could join in!
Mr. Paul, Mrs. Shepherd noted, was taking Claire firmly in hand. "I will keep fucking you. You slut! You're a cumslut! What are you?"
"I'm a cunt slut sir. Your cum slut!"
"When I cum, where shall I cum you little bitch? On your tits? In your cunt? in your mou—"
Before he could finish his list Claire interrupted him. "On my face sir. On my face sir! Please cum on my fucking face, I felt like such a little whore when you came on my face last night! I need to feel it again! I need to feel it again! Cum on my face sir!"
Her face and neck were red; her make-up which she'd not taken off last night, was now smudged with last nights cum and the exertions of these repeated fuckings. She looked a proper slut.
"Cum on her face Mr. Paul!" Mrs. Shepherd whispered. Until last night she had no idea that men did such things. Now she could only wish that her husband had done this to her when he was alive.
There was a click of the door as Michelle entered. She was wearing a long coat which she took off, but neither Mr. Paul or Claire paid her any heed as she quickly shrugged off her dress and bra leaving only her panties and something else...
She reached into Claire's handbag and found her camera and put it to video setting. Claire certainly was a noisy bitch. Claire's face was red and dripping with sweat as Mr. Paul athletically rode her as if she was some kind of horse. Her left ass cheek was a dark red from where he'd slapped her and he held her blonde hair like a mane as he ground his entire length in, removed it whole, and then slammed it back in. He spat contemptuously on her arsehole, before repeating the whole process.
"I've got to fuck that arse before I'm finished with you Claire. If I can drag myself away from your cunt."
He reached with both hands for her breasts and squeezed her nipples very tightly. "Oh you are so horny aren't you slut?"
"I'm cumming. I'm fucking cumming for you!" Claire screamed as her back arched and she orgasmed, her eyes rolled back into her head as she clenched her teeth together hard. As her orgasm permeated her she screamed, "Whip me around and cum in my fucking face your fucking cunt!"
In a swift movement, which Michelle captured perfectly on the video camera, Mr. Paul pulled his cock out of Claire's cunt, and then spun her around so she was lying on her back. He proceeded to wank his cock inches from her face.
"Tell me what you want me to do?"
"Cum in my face sir! Please just cum in my fucking face!"
"Beg for it you bitch!" he let his cock fall from his hand and it bounced on her face so that her eyes widened in surprise.
"Stop teasing me sir! I need your cum!"
"Why?"
"Because I'm a fucking slut! I'm a fucking cum whore!" Claire loved how she sounded. For someone who never swore to be shouting like some desperate slag was delicious. All the restraints that usually held her were gone.
"Ok then bitch. You wanted it you're going to fucking get it."
"Cumformesir. Cumformesir! Cum on my slutty face! Fucking please sir! Please!" Claire looked up at him. Her breasts glistening with a light sweat but her face, oh her face! So subservient and trusting and desperate!
Neil finally erupted two streams of cum that marked her left and right cheeks like whip slashes. She began to laugh almost hysterically and Michelle closed in for a close up of Claire's face as the main torrent of spunk hit her on the nose and forehead before spitting a last load in her left eye, which closed instinctively. Claire opened her mouth in surprise and taking his chance Neil thrust his cock deep into her throat, a final blast shooting straight into her stomach. He let her suck his cock for a few moments before finally removing it from her beautiful mouth. A last trickle of cum spat from his length.
"Clean me you slut." he snarled and she instantly complied.
Neil turned from Claire's face to a topless Michelle. His heart lurched as he saw the camera, but then he looked down at her groin. She was wearing a tiny pair of crotchless panties, but what he couldn't take his eye off was the big black dildo that she had expertly strapped on in a sturdy harness.
Michelle grinned. "I think it's my turn now."
