Holiday with John

I am taking a break, going on a holiday with John and my daughter for about 3 weeks. Annette and her son will be staying with her mother. She was invited to come but did not fancy travelling with a baby.

John really needs this break and I want to share it with him. It is no doubt good for me to have a break from the relentless fucking that has been part of my life for the last year. I realise that I have let myself drift into a life where fucking around has become the most substantial part - my other priorities must be brought to a front again.

I have noticed that Sue and my sister know things about John’s problems that I haven’t picked up on and I am ashamed about that. My sister commented that it is very hard to get John to talk about his problems – he holds them in a lot – and she says she needs to open a lot to him to get him to open up to her. I am not sure why he needs to open to her – this is my role. I have noticed that my sister is very focussed a lot on understanding and supporting John. I commented on this to John and he said that she was intent on doing things that please me – I hope he is right and this is all she is doing.

My daughter is of course always central to my life but I need to give her more time. John deserves more than he gets from me and he needs me to give him some good loving, not just sex but also attention to his issues – his work has been awful this last year with office politics being nasty and the financial crisis making everyone insecure. I am fearful that he has not got enough support from me – of course, I care deeply and everything that happens to him is of critical importance to me.

I know I am not easy to take, I am too sexual. I find I am so much into fucking both guys and girls. I enjoy my work and I enjoy my casual fucks with my friends. John says he accepts this but increasingly I think it is acceptance rather comfort. I really need time to talk with him.

And, yes, I have been busy fucking even aside from work.

On the lesbian side, Chantelle and Sylvie were really sweet – they gave me a lovely bon voyage threesome at their place, starting with a (somewhat crowded) shared shower and moving on to the queen sized bed that they share. I have to say they are so much happier since they started living together and Sylvie is guiding Chantelle into being a hotter lover than before. Sylvie is amazingly patient with Chantelle and Chantelle is finding confidence in herself through receiving loving patient attention. In return, Sylvie is getting to fuck a beautiful woman and receive worshipping attention.

I also had a couple of hot hours with my Indian friend Savita about whom I will tell more in a future blog. Sandra was too busy to catch up.

On the guy side, I had another morning with the hunk. He does fuck me hard and this time he seemed even more intent now Sylvie has moved out. My client, F., is dreading my departure he says since he won’t be able to bend my ears – but then he was one who pushed me hardest to give John more time and he has been helpful in giving me insight as to how I have been neglecting (my words not his) John.

Although he complains about my going, he also says he won’t speak to me if I do not go and spoil John – he sys he doesn’t want to fuck dumb women and if I let John out of my life then I’m dumb. Admittedly, straight after saying that, we had a hot fuck session where he called me a “cheap little whore who spreads my legs to anyone" and made me tell him in explicit detail all about my gangbangs and how I enjoyed being used. But I know F is a good friend to me really.

So three weeks away from all this. It will be good.

Still Putting Out

The title seems kind of obvious to anyone who reads my blog – what with my work and gangbangs and session with Sue, it’s pretty clear that I am putting out big time. But, I find I am still fucking around with a lot of guys and girls even outside the above-mentioned. I am sort of wondering how I can keep it going -t I do not seem to be losing fuck-partners but just accumulating more of them.

My first priority is regular and hard fucks with John and I hope he is satisfied – he says he is and explains that he is older and not quite as energetic as me – but I do fear that he is bored or dissatisfied with me but that’s a whole discussion in itself.

My special regular F. is now much more than a client and – despite my rule that clients should not become friends, I now find myself very concerned about his state of mind and the issues in his life but that hasn’t stopped us having hard fuck sessions where he uses me like a whore – he is very good at making me feel completely submissive and slutty – I serve him and he does not cease to remind me how much I fuck around and sell my pussy like a cheap hooker. The words he uses would be awful if I did not encourage them and find them such a turn-on. Somehow, I feel behind his abuse a respect that is deeper than that of many who are more polite.
Another guy who is using me is the hunk. He still seems keen to make it into a relationship but has accepted for the moment that I am just a fuck partner. When we are together, it is pure animal lust. He fucks me hard and furious – he cums in me two or three times at least each time we meet and I always allow three or four hours whenever I see him.

He and Sylvie seem to coordinate their times so that she is always out but last time she came back a bit early – maybe we were running a bit late but it seems very likely that she planned it along with him. The hunk and I were so focussed on our fuck session that we didn’t notice the door open and she walked in. I was in the kitchen area, the hunk was sitting on a chair and I was straddling him, facing to him, sitting on his cock, slowly moving up and down and letting his cock slide in and out – he had already cum three times and had slowed down – but was still hard inside me – and so this was a slow and sensual fuck. Often I find the last fuck with him the slowest and most intense and this was no exception.

Strangely in these last fucks, we often talk as we fuck and I was telling him about my gangbang and he was telling me how much he was excited by fucking such a complete slut (he actually said “a sexual woman” at first but I told him it had to say “a slut”). Sylvie said “Oh sorry, I don’t want to interrupt. Grace, would you do me a big favour and as soon as he’s finished with you, could you see me for a few seconds in my room – before you clean up – this time I won’t complain if you drip cum on the floor- I really want to see you as soon as possible.”

The hunk just kept on fucking me and seemed to ignore his sister’s presence. I continued to ride him and was working to make my cunt muscles grip him as hard as possible – in a short while he came in my pussy. Then, to my surprise, he pulled me up and carried me to Sylvie’s door and opening it, pushed me into the room, saying “I’m sorry that we can’t have our after-fuck chat but Sylvie needs you.”

My pussy was literally dripping his cum and I felt sure that Sylvie would be annoyed despite what she had said but as I stood – completely naked – in the doorway looking for something to wipe up with, Sylvie, who was lying stripped down to her panties and bra on the bed looked at me, said “Grace darling, please don’t clean up – can I look at your pussy as it is after just being fucked – I want to see.”

I am very fond of Sylvie and did as she asked – although I was very surprised: up to now, it had seemed she was in complete denial that I was fucking her brother (and thousands of other men as well). I was standing now by the side of the bed and Sylvie reached to me and put her hand between my legs , wiping some of the cum on to her finger which she then put in her mouth.

She then guided me on to the bed and into position so that my pussy was above her mouth and she started licking my pussy, teasing my clit with her tongue using the special skill that she has – Sylvie is extraordinarily good at exciting me. Even though I had just been fucked four times by her brother and cum 5 or 6 times, I could feel my body responding to her ministrations. I looked over and in the mirror I could see myself above Sylvie. My pussy pushed into her face. There was a hunger about her licking that made me realise she was very horny and reminded me not to be so selfish but also to care for her and so without moving my pussy away from her tongue, I leant forward and moved my head into place for 69 so that I could lick her pussy.

Her panties were still on and looked pretty wet – I slid them off her and pushed her legs apart. She was so wet. I started licking her and, at the same time, I felt her tongue exploring as deep as it could reach into my pussy hole. The slurping as we licked each other sounded loud in my ears but then Sylvie started to moan and her body moved in spasms.

Sylvie was just as animal as he brother and our fucking was going crazy. Sylvie was loud – I wondered what her brother was thinking if he heard it. Sylvie came spectacularly – her body shaking in spasms under my touch and my climax – less emphatic perhaps after having cum already with her brother – came quickly after.
We lay there after this, our bodies entwined until Sylvie breathing became more controlled and she said “Grace, I have something to tell you.”

“Yes?”

“I’m moving in with Chantelle.”

This came as a complete surprise. I had introduced Sylvie and Chantelle only a few weeks back and had not thought they would get so close.

“Sylvie, that’s fantastic but should you be doing this with me?”
“Oh Chantelle and I understand each other – we know that we both love you and we would never skip a chance to fuck you or to have you in any way. But we like each other a lot and we have good sex too.”

I was a bit unsettled by this statement but prayed that Sylvie and Chantelle would be happy together. The trouble I perceive is that Sylvie is so much smarter than Chantelle but chatting with Sylvie gave me some confidence – Sylvie implied that she was excited by the prospect of helping Chantelle to get confidence to deal with things more carefully. It sounds as though Sylvie is realistic.

Sylvie asked me to promise that I would continue to see her and Chantelle regularly either separately or in a threesome. I smiled but was non-committal.

As well as Chantelle and Sylvie, I am still seeing Wei regularly – she is really settling down in Sydney- and Sandra and Savita occasionally.

I am just putting out so much that it is probably good I am going to have a three week break with John and my daughter very soon just to calm down.

Working with Sue

The fight between Sue and Jane has had some side effects. Apparently Sue was passing on a bit of work Jane’s way. Also they were doing doubles together. So now Sue has completely cut off with Jane, Sue called me anxiously the other day – one of her best clients wanted a double escort and she needed a quick replacement – she asked if I could help.

She introduced me as a 21 year old almost virgin (a virgin who has fucked almost 8,184 different men!) My stretch marks from my daughter are not that obvious and he seemed to want to believe that I was innocent, so it worked. I had to remember to act shy and hide my pussy and tits, acting demure -but ultimately I shyly took his cock and kissed it carefully. Then he got too excited and fucked my face while telling me I was a natural. Sue meanwhile was alternating between kissing him and playing with me.

It is a long time since Sue and I have been together in a sexual setting and her touch and kisses were driving me wild. The client shot his load quite quickly in my mouth and I swallowed it without thinking – if he was surprised that an innocent swallowed so readily, he didn’t say anything.

Then he told Sue to give a show and fuck the little slut (i.e. me). Sue immediately pulled me to the bed and started kissing me with her finger touching me between my legs. Sue knew how to push my buttons and my body responded to her. I replied in kind, kissing her tits until we did 69. I could tell Sue was turned on, as was I. It was amazing how our bodies responded to each other.
It was like pulling away 6 or 7 years when Sue and I were lovers. I forgot about the client and was totally into enjoying this wonderful fuck with Sue. I could taste her juices and she seemed as turned on as I was.

Unfortunately, the client interrupted. He was hard again and wanted to fuck Sue. I went to pass Sue a condom and was horrified when she shook her head and just sat on his hard cock as he sat on the side of the bed. The guy told me to watch ”how it is done” and so I saw the cock slide into Sue’s pussy. He was fucking her hard and moved he into a new position where he was on top. She was moaning but as someone who has experienced Sue’s orgasms, I could tell she was faking it.

Finally, he came into her and then told Sue to immediately put on her panties which she did without washing up – clearly she knew his preferences. I got dressed at the same time and then he virtually pushed us out of the room, giving Sue $1,000 and me $300.

Sue and I shared a cab back to her working rooms. In the cab, I was silent but inside I was fuming. We went back into her room and my anger exploded:

“What the fuck, Sue – you always tell me off for being stupid – and here you are fucking that sleazebag uncovered – what about Lisa? You have to be there for her – you stupid fucking bitch.”

I was so angry and emotional that I wanted to grab her and shake her. Sue said nothing but just took hold of me and kissed me deeply and then said “I can taste his cum from your mouth and you criticise me, slut. You fuck F. uncovered – you do 10 men in a gangbang, letting them cum in your pussy and ass uncovered – and you criticise me for doing my best regular –a big tipper - I’ve been fucking this guy for years – I know him but you swallow the cum of total strangers. God, Grace if I didn’t love you so much I’d throw you out here and now”. Then she roughly kissed me again and quickly pulled my clothes off me and herself. Forcing me back on the bed, she moved on top of me and our naked bodies embraced long and hard before we made passionate love exploring every part of each others’ body. I licked her pussy clean in the process and felt her tongue bring me to climax after climax. The passion was electric. Our fucking was earthy and animal but also so beautifully emotional as well.
It was a couple of hours probably of unremittent touching and holding, kissing licking and climaxing with no words between us.

But finally we slowed down and stopped and I looked at the beautiful woman in my arms. I spoke to her:

“What happened? Why did I want you so much? Only John can bring out so much.”

Then I noticed tears in Sue’s. Instinctively, I reached out to kiss her eyes dry, asking her what was the matter. Sue replied:

“I’m a fucking idiot – that’s the matter. I thought I was over you and then you fucking twist me round your fingers like a piece of string. I love Lisa so much but you can drive me wild. Fuck it, Grace, why do your torment me so and then just ask casually: what’s the fucking matter. Fuck it Grace – after this time I am still fucking in love with you. When you touch me, I feel crazy. I don’t need this. I’ve got a child on the way with a special woman. I love Lisa but she is right – I’m not over you, you fucking bitch.”
I was amazed – I had not thought Sue felt so strongly – we had been lovers but that was long ago and she was so happy with Lisa. Sue has always seemed to me the strongest person I know. I love her deeply but her intensity was quite overwhelming.

I held her in my arms, quietly calming her as she sobbed but to be frank I was at a loss what to do. As Sue calmed, she said to me, “I’m sorry Grace, I shouldn’t have lost it at you. It’s not your fault. I know you are not trying to hurt me. I have to get over it."

“Sue, I’m so sorry – I never want to hurt you – you are so special to me – my best friend – but maybe you feel I am trouble to you? Do you want me to leave you alone – I never want to create trouble between you and Lisa.”

“No, hiding is no good. I want to see you but maybe for a while we should not do doubles.”

We held each other and made love one more time but gently and almost as a sexual parting.

Sue told me the next day that she had confessed to Lisa who forgave her and said that even though she knew that Sue loved me, she also trusted Sue to stay with her.

I talked to John about Sue and said how surprised and uncomfortable I was. He was not particularly sympathetic to me saying that I had always treated her as some sort of stone lady and if I had paid any attention I would have realised that Sue was one of the most loyal and sensitive people he knew. He was very defensive of her – almost as defensive as Sue is of him and I realise that these two have a friendship that transcends sex. I almost felt jealous because I feel that Sue and John trust each other more than either trusts me.

Expanding Horizons

I had been hired to go to an outcall session. It was at a house which was a bit remote from its neighbours – about 40 minutes by car from the centre of Sydney. I had been told that I should wear good normal clothes – not dress like a slut.

When I came to the place, it was completely quiet and very secluded. I wondered if I had come to the right place but I followed instructions and pushed the front door. I felt real fear but also an excitement. The door opened under my pressure and I walked in. It was so dark inside given the light outside that I could not see anything. I continued into the room letting my eyes get accustomed to the dark. There was complete silence. I could see other doors and went to the nearest one. I pushed it and it creaked as it opened. Still no other noise – it was as if I was the only one there. I walked cautiously into the next room.
My nerves were still on edge but I was a bit calmer as nothing happened. I was wondering whether the guys were just playing with my mind and maybe they didn’t want to do anything – in which case I doubted I would get paid.

Suddenly the door slammed shut behind me and I screamed as I felt myself being grabbed from behind and held tight as my clothes were literally ripped off my body. A hole was forced in my panties exposing my pussy and ass. Then I felt a cock being pushed from behind hard into my ass. I hadn’t seen my assailant but I saw another guy move from the shadows in front of me and he came up with his cock standing hard. The guy who was fucking my ass said to him “I’m in her ass – fuck her cunt, man”. The other guy then pushed himself against my front, sandwiching me between him and my original assailant. I felt the second cock go into my cunt.

I was screaming as the two men used my body. Both of them were clearly very excited and their cocks were pounding into me. They were grunting from the effort. Their hardness meant they had penetrated me easily, fucking me like an animal.

As I found myself being double fucked and even as my eyes were fully adjusting to the dark room, the lights were suddenly turned on and I could see there were three other guys in what was a large room. The room was sparsely decorated. At the far end of the room was a double bed with a sheet across it. My clothes were lying torn on the floor at my feet. –There were several battered chairs and that was all the furnishing. The men were still dressed. Even the man fucking my ass was wearing his shirt and socks. The one in my pussy had let his pants drop to the floor but was wearing a t-shirt.

The two men kept pumping my body as the remaining three moved in on me and started touching me, slapping me and encouraging the original two – suddenly my initial assailant groaned and shouted “I am cumming in the whore” and came inside my ass, then moving away to let another take over. Then the guy in my pussy came also and was replaced. Already four of the five men in the room had used me. There were no questions on what I wanted – they were using me freely for their pleasure and already the scene was driving me crazy with excitement – I was so turned on that even the pain in my ass was bearable.

When the second pair had finished they pushed me on to the bed, my pussy and ass already cum-filled. I was made to lick clean the two guys who cum in my pussy. The guys were already starting to get hard again – clearly the scene was turning them on.

The one guy remaining (who was the original organiser) then dropped his pants and pulled me to his cock forcing it into my mouth, saying “Suck this, whore”. He was the first to say anything to me. All the conversation before had been between them with comments like “This one’s a hot fuck bunny” or “The whore’s already wet” being typical comments I remember.

While the guys had been using me another couple of guys had drifted into the room – I don’t know if they had been just waiting somewhere else in the house or had just arrived. One of the two new guys came over and started to fuck my ass.

The organiser shot his load into my mouth to the cheers of the onlookers. I choked a bit from the cum in my mouth as my ass was being fucked hard. But even as the organiser pulled back, another guy was moving into place, pushing his cock into my mouth.
I had arrived mid-afternoon but now it was getting dark and the number of men had swelled to nine. The remaining guys took their turns with me as some others had seconds or thirds, casually fucking me without asking.

The dialogue was not particularly sparkling but was mostly focused on what a hot slutty fuck I was and they referred to me as a whore, slut, bitch or such. No respect was displayed for me in their words or actions. They were intent on using me as a fuck object.
Eventually, the men got tired and they went off to sleep. I was tied up to the bed so I could not escape.

All through the night, I would doze off to find that suddenly one of the guys had come over to me and he would make me to suck him or just force his cock into my pussy or into my ass which was actually hurting a bit from the treatment it had received.

The next morning ,a tenth guy arrived and I was dragged to another room . I was sperm covered and completely degraded by this time. I had had nine guys use me freely and (apart from toilet breaks) I had not been near the bath room.

As I sat in the mind of the room, one guy threw a bucket of water over me – my tattered and torn panties which covered nothing were surprisingly still clinging to my body but apart from that I was completely naked . The water was icy cold and I was shivering as a second bucket of water was sloshed over me. But then the men started again- first one guy picked me up from behind and with my legs flailing in the air in front of us he carried me around as his cock pushed into my ass. He displayed me to the other guys who would casually shove a finger up my pussyhole or tweak my tits as I was held up my ass impaled on the man’s cock.

Finally, the guy moved me to the bed and moved me to lean over as he fucked my ass hard until he came.

Then it was a free-for-all and became a blur as the men used me one after another or in groups all day and into the night. The second night was like the first with the men casually using me if they were in the mood.

In the morning, I was brought in front of the group of ten men. The organiser then spoke “Well, slut, we have almost finished with you – we have all fucked you. You have swallowed our cum, taken it in your pussy and ass. We have raped you like the piece of meat you are but we haven’t quite finished – we will cover you with our cum and then you will lick us clean – every one of us? Understand?”

I nodded and they formed a circle around me, jerking off, as my mouth moved from cock to cock. Very quickly the first one came and then the next. Soon all of them had shot their loads over me and I was completely naked in front of them, covered from head to toe in sperm. I licked their limp cocks clean as they lined up and then they moved to the edges of the room.

Then the organiser came up to me and put his hand between my legs, pushing a finger into my pussy. He then said to me “Well, you’re one hell of a whore aren’t you? We’ve finished with you. Now you can go back to your whorehouse and sell your cheap pussy to other guys. Get out.”

He then shoved about 5 rolled up $20 notes into my pussyhole and handed me my car keys, torn clothes and a bag with my pay ($10,000) and with the other guys calling out things like “good-bye whore” picked me up and placed me – completely naked and sperm covered outside the door and then slammed the door behind me.

It was fucking cold (to put it mildly) and I dashed to the car, pulling the banknotes from my pussy on the way – very hard to run with them in there. I do not think anyone saw me since the place was pretty remote. I quickly pulled on my spare clothes that were there and without wiping myself down, drove off home.

When I got home, John was at work and my daughter at school. Annette was there – her son was having a nap -and as I walked in, she said to me “Where the fuck have you been?” I said “I’ve been out being gang-fucked by 10 guys.” And, to my surprise, she grabbed me and pushed me onto the couch and started heavy kissing. It got really full-on and we made love, licking each other out and kissing passionately. It was probably the hottest sessions, I have ever had with her – she was completely in control and using me at will - and it was reluctantly we broke off when Annette’s son started crying and she had to go to look after him.

Only then I could have a long warm shower – I had enjoyed all the fucking but my ass was hurting and I felt very dirty. The warm water revived my body. After the shower, I lay down and slept for about 4 hour. Then I went out to work – it was quite busy and finished up with 8 clients that night. I was not going to work for 6 days (time- of-month reasons) and so I had not wanted to skip working on Thursday. My boss has been a bit angry because I have not been available as much – a couple of my regulars have got annoyed.

To put the whole thing in better context, the session could be best described as a gang rape fantasy. Let me get this clear that it was not rape and should not be thought of as justifying or mitigating the evil of rape – this session was based upon my consent. I agreed to let the men use my body at their choice. In this blog I may use the word “rape” but I apologise now to anyone who has been genuinely raped - I do not mean in any way to compare this to or to trivialise your suffering. As I mentioned in an earlier blog, I have been raped and two differences make the events completely different – even though this session was scary. In this case, I gave consent and I had an exit phrase – although I did not test it. Also I had limits I could impose – no toilet and no animals. These factors make a world of difference. Or to put it in the way John has described to me, I was giving up consent only to the extent that I consented.

Some guys will do a lot of preparation to get the session they want. This session was probably the most prepared and definitely the scariest session I have ever had. It had been arranged through the receptionist of Chantelle’s place. The organiser was a friend of the receptionist.

The organiser had already spent some time gathering together a group of ten like-minded men. They weren’t friends but all had similar desires and a wish for this type of session.

In preparation, everyone –including me - having to have HIV tests through a trusted doctor and share the results. We all had to agree about a lot of other things including an exit phrase that would terminate the event – the exit phrase was “Garbage cat food tastes good” Why we settled on that phrase I do not know except that it was not likely to come up accidentally. We also had another phrase that was just to say that I thought a rule was being broken: it was “No dog food”. Interestingly the organiser was the only one who used the “no dog food” phrase when one guy tried to fuck my face after having just used my ass and not cleaning up. We all met one time to make sure that everyone understood the rules – so that, as the organiser put it, no-one ruins it for everyone. At that time, I was warned to carry a change of clothes and told not to dress as a slut.

I knew it was dangerous and probably stupid but I wanted to do it. I also had to let a friend (Sue of course) know the location and meet the organiser so that she had enough details so that if I was in trouble, she could get me help. Sue nearly lost it with me at first when I described the proposed session but she finally agreed to keep the details when she realised that I was determined to go ahead.

I has been firm upfront that I would not suck or lick anyone who had ass-fucked me until they had cleaned thoroughly. I also placed a rule that no one was to cut or bruise me. No photos were allowed – although the organiser did use my mobile to take one photo of me at the end, sperm covered and with the bank notes shoved up my cunt – just before he handed me my mobile. He said it was my souvenir.

I had underplayed the session with John and when I described it afterwards, he was pretty grumpy (quite reasonably) but finally accepted that the precautions I had taken were pretty strong and he accepted that I had only played it down so that he wouldn’t worry too much.

Finally I should note that none of the guys in that group seemed to me to be even close to being potential rapists – they all understood that this was play and although they played hard, they followed the rules and worked them into the whole scene. The organiser was particularly good at this. He rang me up later to say thanks and say that they would like a repeat some time if I am willing. I said I would think about it.