This is a third person re-writing of the story titled 'Your Story' which was originally written for someone specific (and in the first and second person).
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As he lets himself in, he notices the door is unlocked, so he figures she must already be back. There's no sign of her downstairs, so he keeps an ear out as he swigs milk from the fridge, to see if he can hear her in the bathroom. He calls out a greeting, but not loudly - just to let her know that he's back so he doesn't startle her. As he walks upstairs it strikes him how quiet it is. The bedroom door is closed, which is particularly odd. He figures she must be having a nap, although it's an unusual time for it as it's already evening, and late in the year so it's dark outside.
He opens the door quietly, so as not to disturb her if she's asleep - the lamp throws light across her and he gasps as the door swings back to give him the full picture. She is asleep, in a manner of speaking, or rather she's dozing, exhausted. She's spread eagled on the bed, face down and with a silk blindfold bound tightly around her face. Her wrists and ankles are tied to each corner of the bed, and her hips are raised up on a pillow beneath her. Her body is still shining with sweat - it's hot in the room, and it smells unmistakably of sex. As he moves into the room, he can see between her spread legs where her swollen and open pussy is gaping angrily, and leaking onto the pillow. The cheeks of her arse are a deep pink. She stirs as he kneels on the bed - "You've had a busy afternoon" he observes. "Mmm-hmm" she agrees sleepily, with a little smile. He notices her hair is matted with cum. He leans in and kisses her on the lips, cradling her head in his hands - her lips and chin smell and taste strongly of pussy.
His cock lurches at this: he kisses her mouth deeply and it's like plunging his tongue into the unknown girl's cunt. She give a little moan as he kisses her. "You're such a fucking mess" he whispers in her ear, and pinches her earlobe between his teeth. He hasn't untied her yet. He doesn't intend to.
He grabs his laptop and phone from nearby, and it only takes a second to set up screen mirroring, and open the camera on his phone. Now he can point it at her, and the laptop screen shows her in all her cum-smeared glory. He places the screen up by her face, and pulls the blindfold from her, staring into her eyes searchingly for a second and bringing a palm slapping down hard on her arse to surprise her. He kisses her some more, still marvelling in the scent of cunt on her face. Then he lets her look at the screen while he holds his phone so she can see herself and she bites her lip and watches intently. She still can't move, so he can roam around her and inspect her. Not only can she feel his eyes on her, she can also see what he sees. He shows her her seeping, open pussy, and then he parts her scarlet arse cheeks with one hand, and they both are stunned at the sight of her glistening wet little arsehole, still forming a surprised little 'O' at the thorough dicking it has clearly had. Her gently-gaping rim is pink and a little tender-looking, with a ring of cum around the hole, like a glazed donut. He moves in close so it fills the screen by her face - "It looks like your little arsehole has taken some heavy traffic, darling" - he can't keep the smile out of his voice. "You're going to be shitting cum for a week".
He was trying to shock her. But she replies "Not if you fuck it all back out for me" and wiggles her bum towards him. His cock is so hard it almost hurts. "Why certainly, I'll give it a try".
"But first let's see you prove it's in there" he says mischievously, and he holds the camera towards her with his mouth, and uses both hands to pull her cheeks apart. He's quite close, and he can smell her cunt and feel the heat coming from her, and he notices that her arsehole also smells of the sweat from many heavy bollocks that have slapped up against it as each successive cock was buried up there, and each grunting fucker shot his load up her arse. "Push!" he commands, and he checks to see that she's watching the screen, enrapt by her own display.
She winks her hole, and at first nothing happens, and then a pearly bead of cum appears from inside her and slides down into a little trickle, which runs between her cunt lips and off her clit to join the soaking patch on the pillow beneath her. He brings a palm down suddenly again on her round arse and it causes a little more to spill out. He begins to spank her rhythmically, and chastise her playfully between blows, and she watches her arse shake with each one. "I find you tied up [smack] and leaking cum [smack] from every sloppy hole [smack] and your face stinks of cunt-juice [smack]. There's so much cum in your arse [smack] that you can't keep it inside [smack]. What do you have to say for yourself? [smack].
"I love you?"
He laughs, as he can't maintain the pretend outrage, and he falls down beside her and kisses her wildly, kissing her face and her eyelids and her neck. "How many times have you come?" he asks. "Four or five - it seemed to go on for hours. She came a few times too."
"Who was she?" he asks.
"I've no idea, I don't even know what she looks like. But she has an incredible tongue."
"Yes, I expect she thinks the same of you - did she come in your mouth?"
"Mmm-hmm. She had a butt plug in."
"Fuck! And the men- were they big?"
"Mostly normal I guess. One was big - I screamed a bit when he first put it in my arse. Or I would have, but my mouth was full."
