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Dinner Feast and Desert

FANTASY: I host a part at a nice resturant and send invitations
to several women and men. They start arriving and begin
to seat themselves at the table. 45 minutes in a few begin
to question where their host is. Told by me the waiters start
taking orders an hour after. They settle down and order
their meals casually chatting and flirting. I can tell
the ones who are interested in one another as their body
language shows them getting closer and more intimate.
As dinner is being served I delight in desert as I look up
skirts and notice a few females came with out their undergarments.
Slowly I approach one female who I notice is engulfed in
conversation and no panties. I take my hand and place it
on her thigh. She is startled but doesn’t look down.
I spread her legs gently getting a good view of her wettness.
Not being able to help myself I bury my face between her thighs
taking in her sent. The warmth of my breath makes her moan
a bit. I begin to lick her as she tries to continue the conversation.
Then as ordered the waiter comes and advise the guests that
their is a note placed beneath their plates. The note advises
them all that their host is there to make a choosing on who
gets to join the after party and any attempts to reviele
her will leave you disqualified. A bit confused some question
the intentions of the note. All but the female I was currently
feasting on. As I took my turn on each of them they began to
understand the underlining meaning as a few whispers were
passed and moans released. I could see a some were more anxious
than the others and watched as they undid their clothing
for easier access. Some hard and some very wet. As I had my
fill the waiter came and announced the time and destination
of the after party. All were invited and were told to bring
a masquarade mask to wear. The secret was never revieled
and I had my desert before the feasting.


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I had heard Lola go into the shower when the phone rang. It
was Maria, and she sounded drunk. “Hi, Mr. Grumpikins.
I wonnered if you minded I came out to get the rest of my stuff
later. I got friens who’ll halp me get it back into the
city.”
“How many friends, Maria?”
“Three real hunks.”
“Sounds like you’re high.”
“Doncha know it. I juss came in from a party, but I slept
through part of it, so I brought some of the men home with
me so we can party and then sleep.”
“I thought you were coming out here.”
“I am after the sleeping. Do you remember the other
night when you called about my stuff, and I was headed out
to an orgy?”
“Yah, I suggested you try to get down and party hearty.”
“Well, I did, and I ran into this special drug. I combined
that with alcohol and had orgasms all over the place. I couldn’t
stop orgasming, even when I wasn’t fucking. I wanna
show you an Lola when I come out, but I need extra men; not
my old boyfriends. I need some of Lola’s men.
“Say, disha ever find my phone lish?”
“Yah, Lola found it in your dresser drawer.”
“Has she called any of them yet?”
“She was planning to today. I’m helping her put
together a bed warming party for a new tenant, Porkchops,
and Lola was going to invite all of your men and a couple of
the nastiest ones she parties with. She’s gonna go
all out. She says she’s gonna fuck and drink herself
into oblivion today.”
“What a coincidence, thas juss what I decided to do
tonight. I’m coming out to see you, OK?”
I suppose the situation of having a house overrun with nymphomaniacs
began when I accepted a glamorous girl as a tenant who needed
support in trying to stay off of alcohol and drugs. No mention
had been made of her staying off of men, and that soon became
a consideration.
Maria had a need for variety in lovers, and would “entertain”
a new one almost every week. I called them “beach boy
types, ” although there wasn’t a nearby seaside
or lakeside. Anyway, other than physiques, these hunks
didn’t have much else going for them. Metaphorically,
they had well furnished basements and lower floors but
their upper stories were uninhabited.
It was amazing though how a slender girl (with a big ass)
could, after a session of one or two days, reduce swaggering
studs to slavish hangers on. I’d come down in the kitchen
and find them snacking: self possessed Maria with a change
in her wide bottomed gait that I’ve designated as the
sperm squirm protruding through a loose and diaphanous
gown that emphasized her fecundity, and the shoeless,
bare chested air heads, wearing only briefs and looking
drained as they gazed at her through worshipful eyes. I’d
know that one had lost his potency if I heard Maria explaining
that he couldn’t stay another night because she had
important things to do. If I heard Maria say, “You
were wonderful, ” I’d realize that this was
just a break in the action and she hadn’t completely
drained his virility.
On the rare occasions that a man would not fall for her after
a heated, 2 day session, Maria would place whoever it was
on a pedestal. This gave us both a breather. I could deal
with the collection of obsessed rejects who were calling
all hours of the day and night or even hanging out in the bushes
while Maria could explore her inner self mentally and emotionally
with two or three therapists offering varieties of whatever
therapeutic crazes were in vogue, and physically with
her well worn masturbatory aids. Passing in the hall, I
would often hear the buzzing and gasps building up to her
fantasy driven climaxes.
Now, without the parade of lovers, I had Maria all to myself
and would provide a sympathetic ear to her wide swings of
self assurance. Why didn’t the last one at least call.
Had she turned ugly? Had she gained weight? Would she ever
be able to find a man she liked (of course she only liked the
ones who rejected her, so the answer was “no”)?
This type of conversation could get tiresome, but being
in the company of Miss Va Va Voom never failed to thrill me.
Maria was so glamorous that heads turned wherever she went,
and when we were out in public, heads would turn and I’d
witness cars skidding to avoid collisions with other distracted
drivers.
Eventually, Maria tried to explore her inner self with
the aid of fermented spirits and narcotics. Now, the men
she invited in were no longer the beach boys. They ranged
from the barroom bums to bikers, and I must admit that, during
breaks from the boisterous screwing, seeing Maria’s
barely clad body wriggle, writhe, and swivel as her rounded
ass toggled in her effort to either enjoy the feel, or entrap,
within her succulent loins, the latest roistering inseminations
aroused me beyond description.
Having heard drifting down from upstairs lubricous, wet,
suctioning sounds and climactic releases amidst Maria’s
lascivious screams, this ruckus held out the promise that,
unless in spite of her drunkenness she had sponged herself
between lovers, her flesh would be coated with spurious
ejaculate, and I fantasized having the thrill of cleaning
her spattered flesh with my tongue.
Yes, I’m a pervert. I know it. I entertained fantasies
of how her belly must glisten with fluids generated during
those deafening outbursts that, punctuated by pounding
sounds that shook the frame of the house, must have coated
her smooth belly and inner highs with cum.
She had lived under my roof for 9 months, and I never acted
on those fantasies. Now, already fucked and fucked up,
she was coming back here to party. It would take at least
8 hours for her to arrive, but she probably wouldnt leave
too soon. The anticipation made my mouth water.
I caught Lola toweling the curvaceousness of her melon-like
breasts and abundant buttocks and informed her of Marias
intentions. Call some of your extra, well hung boyfriends
to come over tonight. Marias fucked up and coming out here
to party with you, Patti, and Porkchops.


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and make videos of you worshiping, and slurping his massive
cock, you are not aware until the candid videos are thrown
in your face with other peers watching, you are completely
ignorant of their taboo, and lustful plans. your closet
nature is exposed to other or your peers and workmates,
you being forced to watch the hidden vidios of you crossdressing,
being a dick pig for you boss who is a stud. you are only suspicious
that your hot, sexy, petite fiance has been begging for
his cock for over a year, using your bed, money, trust, to
fuck him anytime of his choosing, humiliating her also
for being such a lying slut to you. all 80 people on job site, constructiion
seems to know that your wife is getting spanked, reamed
and roughly fucked by this handsome, 6′5′, solid, muscled
240 # giant sex god. with a 10 ” thick as a beer can, with
perfectly cut mushroomed head filling her perfect figure, onion
butt, 100# petite hot body, little tight pussy, making
her cry with pain and lust as he holds and moves her tiny sweet
body up and down on his monster meat, while standing up,
and with no effort at all.as if he were scratching an itch.
she each and everytime he seduces her moaning in her tiny
sexy voice that he is too big, she can’t take his cock
up her twat or ass, with a phony resistants, she fights and
pushes futilly as he forces his big, ugly, brutal, beautiful
cock in her tiny chutes, making her tell him that his cock
is so much better than yours, making her say please, making
her not wash his cum and scent off for days, so I will notice,
leaving big handprints on her ass cheeks and legs, not
letting her wash the sheets on your bed after several loads
of his cum and her juices have stained your satin sheets.
ordering her to not fuck me, giving the most lame excuses.
making her follow his orders over mine, if he needs her help
at his office over the weekend, you had planned for months
to spend together. not letting her answer our phone when
I’ve been sent away on business by his orders. while
he’s being waited on hand and foot in my house, enjoying
the expensive undies my lying little slut parades and models
for him. recording audio and videos of their jokes about
me , listening to my inquires over the phone, feeling my
jealousy and suspicion in my voice at 1;00a.m . wondering
where my faithful sex kitten could be. fucking her in the
ass while listening to me give her the third degree, when
he finally makes her answer the phone. she tells me her moaning
is from menstral cramps. that doesn’t explain the
muffled giggles inbetween. telling her to tell me she has
to hang-up, she’ getting another call from hers and
my boss. telling me his call is more important than talking
to me for five minutes. when I call back , the phone is busy
for 3 hours.please share your true stories with me. I’m
addicted to this form of humiliation, I had no suspicion
that he would ever tell and show the vidios of me being his
dick pig anyplace, anytime, in portajohns on jobsites
with our subordinates watching from a distance our entering
and exiting, together, him smiling and me obviously
nervous, and paranoid looking around to see if anyone notice
our 20 minute inspection of this foul , piss stained, job
site porta john. the smell is so tantalizing to remember,
If I go into a public restroom and the foul smell of man piss
is their, I’m instantly hard and my asspussy lips start
quivering. please share. I’m new and cannot find someone
to dominate me like my wifes lover and my boss humiliated
me . I j.o. almost every night imagining them fucking and
laughing as they watch the movies he secretyly made of me
slurpping and being slapped in the face by his teasing monster
cock. making her try and suck cock better than me, letting
his buddies and my professional peers come over, so she
can practice sucking cock to his standards, telling her
to suck 3 4 at a time while being filmed by him. warning her
if she doesn’ give it 100% that she want be allowed to
suck and fuck him no longer, and that he will give the films
to me. she is a good actress, pretending to struggle, and
resist while they roughly shoved and slapped their cocks
and hairy balls in her face, she and the men all knowing I
had a great dislike for them, her pleading, in between
gasps for breath for them not to let me know that she was being
forced to suck my enemies big, sweaty balls and cocks, making
her admit how thicker and bigger their manhood was over
mine. making her verbally look at the camera and ridicule
me, saying I was probably a closet queer, she faked every
orgasm while fucking my little boy prick, giggling at her
own insults toward me. telling her she would no longer be
able to have these practice sessions if she fucked me, to
use any excuse even if she needed sex., not to fuck me, save
her hot body for them . she would have to answer Yes
sir and thank you for letting her practice on their cocks
while being recorded on film. more later about her half
confessions when I became aware of her shameless lust with
my enemies and peers. please, please, respond, tell me
what I need to hear, even if it is abusive ridicule, being
the closet, sissy crossdressing wanna be cocksucker
that I am. my dildo and gelly is being heated up for my nice
hairless, panty covered boypussy as I write this, the
wood stove heats the 8″ thick replica of my boss Mikes
very thick, cut cock that I miss so, and i’m so jealous
of my x-fiance petite beauty knowing that she is still begging
for him to fuck her any time he can get away from his own, sexy,
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you ever fantasised about me, Jeff?” I was stunned!
I mumbled something about not getting involved with colleages
when she suddenly sat on me and started unbuttoning my shirt.
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she would accuse me of molesting her. Out of nowhere, she
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my wrists together. There was nothing I could do, as I started
imagining the possible headlines the next day. She then
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my feet together. I was really getting turned on. She then
got on all fours over me and started sucking me. It felt really
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herself and jammed her vagina into my mouth. So we lay there,
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