I turned over and found I was alone in our bed. When I had finally fallen asleep, I was lying between Lou and Lucy. We were so tired we hadn’t even showered, and my cock was caked in a combination of my dried cum and the excretions from both of their pussies.

I sat up, remembering the previous night’s activities. After finally fucking Lucy, I had fucked Lou while Lucy licked her pussy. We had spent the rest of the evening eating, drinking and fucking.

I stood up, smiling and stretching at the same time. I wondered what Lou had in store for us all as I went into the bathroom.

By the time I walked into the kitchen, it was half past nine. Lou was leaning over the island; she was wearing high heels, a short black dress and nothing else. Her pussy was glistening with a sheen of liquid already showing. She was staring intently at her tablet.

I approached her from behind, one hand gently stroking her already wet pussy; my dick was already tenting the shorts that I had put on. Lou’s head rolled back as she gently groaned. “You could take me now, but I don’t want you upsetting your appetite!” she mumbled. I was now alongside her and could see her breasts overflowing from the dress she was wearing.

She pushed a coffee towards me; a bowl of fruit, already prepared, was to the side. I smiled, remembering the story of her breakfast that she had when she went away with Lucy.

I removed my hand from her pussy and started eating the fruit, only then realising how hungry I was. “Where’s Lucy?” I asked between mouthfuls. Lou tapped her tablet screen; I looked down, and there was an image of Lucy I didn’t quite expect. “She’s in your man cave!”

After I had finished my breakfast, Lou led me into the garage. The ground was crisp underfoot with the first frost of the year; my skin prickled as we walked from the back door of the house to the garage that now doubled as a man cave.

I was led in to find Lucy naked but for a sheer pair of knickers. She was tied up, a red rope leading up to the ceiling. A ball gag was in her mouth; she was blindfolded and had sound-cancelling headphones on.

As I looked closer, I noticed that she had clamps attached to both nipples and a connecting chain running down her body to within the knickers; I assumed it was clipped to her clit.

To finish the look, Lucy was wearing knee-high black leather boots.

“Why the knickers?” I asked.

“It’s to keep the vibrator inside her,” Lou informed me. “She’s been like this for over an hour, waiting for you! Look, she’s soaked.” I could see her inner thighs were coated in her juices. Drool also dripped down her chin onto the top of her breasts.

Lucy was moaning and swaying; her knees kept sagging also. She was quite clearly lost in a world of her own. All her senses were lost and absorbed into this moment of pleasure. “This was her idea.” Lou’s words snapped me out of my lustful thoughts. “She watched our show from a couple of weeks ago. She said she wanted to have the same experience, or something even more extreme. This weekend seemed like the ideal time. She can’t hear you; she can’t see you; she doesn’t even know anyone’s here. She’s already orgasmed numerous times.”

I noticed for the first time the camera on the tripod linked directly to the laptop, recording everything. “She told me she wants us to do anything to her, be as depraved as we want. She even left you a message.”

Lou toggled to a file on the laptop and pressed play; Lucy’s face appeared. It was a self-recorded, selfie-style video. She was outdoors, wearing running gear and walking down a street. I did not recognise the road; I guessed it was local to where she lived.

“Good morning, or maybe it’s afternoon… who knows. Watching Lou have her way with you a couple of weeks ago so turned me on, and it got me thinking. I need that; I need you to do that to me. But I want you to do it to me together. Tie me up, humiliate me, punish me. Do what you want to me. I know you won’t hurt me, but I know you two. You will do something so unexpected to me, and I want that… I need that.”

In the video, she had stepped from the street up a short path and into a wooded area; Lucy continued her monologue uninterrupted. “Every depraved fantasy you have, know I have thoughts like them going around my head too. Do what you want to me. I bet you’re hard just thinking about it. I bet Lou has watched this video repeatedly; she’s probably fingering herself right now.” I looked to my side; Lou was slowly fingering herself. My eyes went back to the video; Lucy had stopped talking and was standing against a tree. “Just talking like this turns me on, look.”

She panned her phone down, as with her other hand she had pulled her vest top up, exposing her breasts, and then she stuffed her hand down the front of her tight shorts. “Fuck me, imagine it. Anyone could come around the corner at any minute. Just think how they’d find me, playing with myself, talking to some unseen faces as I make myself… aaaggghh, God… that’s… uuhhh!” With that, she came, there in a small wood behind some houses. “Do what you want to me. I’ve read your fuck-it list; I know what you want to do to me. I beg you… Aaagghhh, fuck meee!” The video then ended.

“She knows the safe word. She reminded me before I gagged her,” Lou added quietly. “She’s told us what she wants us to do: together. Let’s ruin her… together.”

I pulled the t-shirt I had on over my head, dropping it on the sofa. I quickly pulled my shorts off too. Naked, I walked round her, admiring her from every angle, my dick hard from her video and just looking at her.

“Do what you want to her; it’s your birthday after all,” Lou said to me.

I was standing behind her; my hand swung back and slapped her hard on the arse. Lucy’s reaction was a combination of surprise, pain and pleasure, all muffled by the ball gag.

I looked across to Lou; she was in the process of pulling her dress off, her hand picking up her strap-on. “Not yet,” I told her. “Let’s see where the morning takes us.” I slapped Lucy’s other cheek. She yelped again. I pulled Lucy by the hips into my groin. “Fuck me, this feels good.”

My hand went to the front of the knickers she was wearing. “Christ, they’re drenched.” I could feel the bulge of the vibrator and gave it a small push; Lucy groaned again. Feeling for the chain that was clipped to her clit, I gave it an experimental pull. Lucy started to grind her arse against my dick. I could feel something hard and metallic in her crack. I looked at Lou enquiringly. “I bought her a new butt plug too.”

My hand by this time was down the front of her knickers, manipulating the vibrator inside her. With every push or twist Lucy reacted. I needed to have her, to be in her again. I looked at Lou. “Get on your knees and lick her.” Lou instantly dropped to her knees and crawled across the room.

In front of Lucy’s crotch, she knelt up, her face as close as possible without touching her. Then, as if to worship her, she paused and pulled the knickers down. Lucy groaned again as Lou did this. Lou pushed the dildo in as far as possible before pulling it out with a squelching pop.

Lucy threw her head back, screaming through the ball gag, her legs tensing as her back arched; more of her cum gushed out of her pussy as Lou licked up the length of her pussy. Lucy groaned again as her legs buckled; she was being held up by the rope holding her to the ceiling. Lou’s tongue was swirling through the folds of her lips, making her squeal in delight.

I pulled the headphones off her head. I whispered into her ear, “You have your wish; we are going to destroy you!” As I said that, I pulled the butt plug out of her arse. My hand was covered in Lucy’s juices; I stroked myself a couple of times before angling my dick at her arsehole.

The boots she was wearing made her the perfect height. I pushed myself into her arse; the butt plug had opened her, but my dick was girthier than the plug and longer.

“God, she’s so tight,” I announced to no one and everyone at the same time. I reached around and pulled the chain again, harder this time. Lucy shrieked in surprise as the pace at which I was ploughing into her arse increased. Lou, meanwhile, was still lapping at her pussy. I looked down at her, and we made eye contact. “Will you do everything I tell you to do today as well?” I asked Lou. She moved her head briefly from Lucy’s cunt. Looking at me, she nodded.

“Anything. I will do anything you want.”

“Good,” I answered simply as my strokes were getting faster; Lucy was orgasming again, her contractions rolling through her body. Lou had now buried her head in her pussy, her hands gripping my arse cheeks as I continued pounding into her.

Lucy’s body was flushed; a sheen of sweat was across her body. It was too much for me, as I came, spilling hot spurts of my seed into her bowel. Lucy came one more time; a surge of pleasure rolled through her into me and Lou.

I pulled out of Lucy’s arse, cum coating my dick. “Untie her; she can hardly stand. Look at her.” Lucy’s head had lolled forward; she was breathing hard, and her legs looked like jelly.

As Lou released the ropes, I supported Lucy and helped her to the sofa. Cum was leaking out of her cunt and her arse. “Get her some water; we can’t have her collapsing, can we?” I removed the ball gag and the blindfold. Lou was meticulous in her planning. She instantly handed Lucy an energy drink. She eagerly drank half of it in one go. She looked up at Lou and then me. “That was intense,” she said shakily. “I assume we haven’t finished?”

I laughed. “Nope! First, I need you to clean me up!” Lucy looked down at my now flaccid dick.
“Let me finish my drink!”

We continued all morning finding different ways to ravish Lucy. Once I had cum, Lou would take over fucking Lucy, giving me time to recover.

She used her strap-on to fuck almost all of her holes. She sat on Lucy’s face and told her to make her squirt, which she did. I shot a couple of loads across her face and boobs, and we made her make herself cum while we watched.

I noticed that I was lasting longer and longer but the quantity of cum in my ejaculations was smaller, but it did not matter; all that mattered was fucking Lucy.

It must have been mid-morning when Lucy said she needed to go to the toilet. She was lying on the floor at the time; Lou and I were lying on the sofa. Lou stood up. “So do I,” she announced. She grabbed Lucy, pulling her up, and marched her towards the garden. They pulled on conveniently located Crocs and dry coats. Turning to me, Lou asked, “What about you? Don’t you want to watch, you old pervert?” Of course I did!

Donning a coat, I hastily followed them outside. They were behind the garage; the sun had melted the frost, but there was still a sharp chill in the air.

Lucy was squatting and peeing, steam emanating as a golden stream of urine hit the floor. Lou was standing close to her. As Lucy finished, she tapped her on the cheek.“Take the coat off,” she commanded. Lucy looked up wordlessly and shrugged it off her shoulders, then, in a single movement, effortlessly threw it over a nearby patio chair.

Lou moved closer to Lucy’s face. Her cunt almost level, Lucy’s breathing had started to increase with the anticipation of what she knew was going to happen. There was no warning from Lou as her stream started, hitting Lucy in the face before she had time to fully open her mouth.

She started to swallow it; any she could not streamed down off her face onto her boobs, her nipples hard from the chill in the air. When Lou finished, she looked down at Lucy. “Clean me.” Lucy obediently obeyed, licking her entire pubic region.

When she finished, she looked at me. “What about you?” I noticed that she was again playing with herself. She was right; there was nothing that did not turn her on.

I walked to be in front of Lucy. I aimed at her face and relaxed. As I peed, Lou stood next to me, her hand resting on Lucy’s head, and kissed me.

When I finished, Lucy took me in her mouth and proceeded to clean my cock.

I pulled her off me; something in my mind had snapped, a switch thrown. At that moment all I could see was a dirty whore, covered in pee and cum.

The bitch that was getting off on the worst excesses we could inflict on her. A bitch that needed fucking again. I pulled her up to a standing position by her hair; for a moment she looked at me, and she smiled.

“Do it, fuck me like the whore I am, make me scream, make me howl, make me cum until I lose control, then fuck me again.”

I dragged her by the hair back into the garage, throwing her on the floor. I slapped her arse again. She groaned. “Is that the best you’ve got?” I grabbed the nearest thing available; it was a purple rubber vibrator. I rubbed it up and down her opening before pushing it in. “Harder, you wanker; uuhhhu, make me scream.”

“Shut the fuck up, you slut. You should be thanking us, not insulting us,” Lou screamed in her face.
Suddenly I was calm; I knew what I wanted to do. “Turn round,” I told Lou, my voice barely louder than a whisper. Lou looked at me, confused, but she turned to face the desk, her laptop open next to her. “Lean forward.” I pulled Lucy up by the hair and shoved her face into Lou’s arse. “Lick her, bitch,” I said as I held her face tight against Lou.

Lou shuddered as with my other hand I was still pushing the dildo into Lucy; her arse was now accepting at least half of its length.

“Play with yourself like a whore,” I told her. I had let go of her head and had grabbed a bottle of lube, squeezing it down and over her bottom. Lucy pulled her face out of Lou’s crack. “What now, more fucking me up the arse?” As she said this, she turned to face me.

“No, not this time.” In one move I pulled the purple dildo out of her and dropped it on the floor, then, squirting lube on my hand, I stuck three fingers into her arse. Lucy squealed in surprise.

“Lou, come and fist her cunt.”

Lou quickly spun around to the other side of Lucy, who fell forward onto the floor.

“No… you can’t… I can’t… uuuhhhmm,” Lucy pleaded.

Lou pulled her by her hair, bringing her ear level with her mouth.

“Say the word and we stop. One simple word. Don’t you want to know if you can?”

Already Lou had three fingers in her, her thumb rubbing her clit. Lucy’s head was thrashing from side to side; sweat was beginning to pour from her brow and along her body.

“I’ve never fisted you, Lucy; today’s your lucky day! Take it, you whore, you know you want me to do it,” I told her.

Something more like a growl came from Lucy’s throat: “Do it!” With that, I pushed my little finger in; already Lou’s whole hand had disappeared inside her. Lucy was flopping around uncontrollably. She really was our fucktoy at this point. She was crying and babbling incoherently.

I could feel her anal walls contract as she started to cum again. I tried, but I couldn’t get my thumb in; my hand was just too big, but we kept going.

It was at that moment the doorbell rang. Lou and I looked at her laptop, still pumping our hands in and out of her. On the screen was our neighbour, Jack.

Jack was the farmer who owned the field next to the house. We had known him for years; Lexi had a soft spot for “Farmer Jack” growing up. Last year his wife had passed away. We had spent many a long evening consoling him in the aftermath. Jack and I now have regular monthly catch-ups, which quite often would turn into a night of drinking too much whisky.

On one of those evenings, he told me he had a thing for Lou; he had seen her sunbathing topless. He drunkenly said he would love to see more. In my drunken state I had said he should see my phone. One thing led to another, and I shared some of my pictures of Lou.

I remembered the next day and told Lou. If I thought she’d be angry, she was anything but; in fact, she later admitted to me that it turned her on.

I told Lou to invite him in; with her free hand, she hit the mic button. “Hi, Jack.”
“Oh… hi Lou. Got a present for Rob. He about?”

At that moment, Lucy cried out.

“We’re occupied at the moment… we’re... we’re in the man cave. Come on round, you know the way.” The ferocity with which Lou’s hand fisted her increased. Lucy was now like a rag doll, her body flopping around on our hands.

The door opened. “Happy… oh, fuck me! Rob, I knew you said you were still active between the sheets… But shit.”

“Morning, Jack. This is Lucy. She’s been our fuck doll this morning, but at the moment she needs something in her mouth.”

From somewhere deep within herself, Lucy bellowed, “Yeah, fuck my slutty mouth.”

Jack walked over to in front of Lucy, a bulge already forming in his jeans. “I haven’t been with a woman since my Mel died. I’ve seen Lou’s tits, and they are fucking great, but I really would like a blowie!”

“Well, what are you waiting for… stick it in me!” Lucy replied. Jack looked up at us as he unzipped his fly. “I won’t last long,” he told us.

“That doesn’t matter; just look at her, she is gagging for you to come on her,” Lou told him.

Jack pulled his already hard cock out; it was slightly curved and girthier than mine. “What do you think, girly?” he said, slapping Lucy’s cheeks with it. “Yum, a new cock to suck, new cum to drink!” I saw Lou lean across and grasp it with her free hand, making Jack take a sharp intake of breath.

“Look at that, Rob; she’s like a bitch in heat. She can’t get enough cock.” Lou pushed her hand hard. “Fuck!” Lucy squealed. Lou let go of his dick, and Jack shoved it into Lucy's open mouth. The gagging noises that I get off on started immediately: I could see Lucy’s cheeks hollowing as Jack started a fast pace; one hand was already playing with her hair, and his other reached out and caressed Lou’s breast. “I’ve always wanted to touch them, Lou, ever since spying on you sunbathing. God, I’ve shot many a load remembering that afternoon.”

Lou was enjoying the attention; her free hand that had been holding his dick was now between her own legs.

It was only a couple of minutes when Jack said he was about to cum. “Sorry, I knew I wouldn’t last long.” Lou told him to cum on Lucy’s face and in her mouth. He pulled out, and the first ropes splattered into her mouth, the next couple on her face. Then he half turned to face Lou, and his last rope splattered against her pussy. Lou wiped it off with her fingers and then sucked it off them.

“I love splashing my seed on the faces of slags, but next time I’d like a blowjob from you, Lou.”
“Anytime, Jack,” she said, blowing him a kiss.

“It’s my birthday in January; perhaps rather than a bottle of whisky, I can have some alone time with Lou,” Jack said with a wink as he zipped himself up.

“Perhaps if you’re a good boy, Santa might bring you something for Christmas,” Lou responded.

“Enjoy the rest of your birthday, Rob. I’ll text you Monday!” And with that, Jack quickly let himself out of the garage.

Lucy was hunched over; Lou and I pushed our fists up inside her in unison one last time. Lucy screamed, her back arched, her eyes rolled back, and she blacked out. Thankfully, between us we caught her. We both removed our hands from her, making two obscene pops, and slowly lowered her to the floor.

As we lay her down, her eyes fluttered open, her breathing starting to return to normal. “That was fucking amazing,” she whispered, “but I think I need a rest for a little bit.”

“I think we all do,” I said, looking down at her. Lou was kneeling next to her, stroking her matted hair. She was covered in cum from Jack and me; Lou had, of course, peed on her as well as squirting in her face and Lucy’s own juices coated her thighs.

“I think you need a bath,” Lou said as Lucy smiled at us both. “This is going to sound strange. I don’t think I have ever felt so loved as at this moment. Everything you have done to me, everything you have put me through, I have loved it. I know I shouldn’t. I can’t explain it. If my body could take it, I would want more, but I don’t think it can. Sorry.”

She sat up and kissed Lou; it was a deep, loving kiss. Then, stretching her arms up to me, I helped her up and into my arms, where we kissed tenderly too. I could see her legs were shaky, so I scooped her up into my arms. I walked across the man cave and stepped into the Crocs where I had left them earlier. I looked back into the garage. “I’ll clean up later!” I announced.

After bathing and showering (and cleaning the man cave), we spent the afternoon chilling out.

We were all exhausted, but we all knew in the back of our heads… It was only Saturday; Sunday was still to come!



I stretched. My body was aching. I had lost count of the number of times I had cum over the last 36 hours. However, it was Sunday, no work today... only fucking.

I rolled over; Lou was awake. She was sitting up, her hair cascading over those voluptuous breasts, her face betraying the fact that she was still half asleep.

"Shower?" I asked her.

She smiled. "Shower, then coffee!" she laughed as I sat up.

After showering and pulling robes on, we started downstairs. As we were about halfway down the stairs, we could hear a familiar-sounding voice coming from the ground floor. "That’s it, baby, lick me there. Make me wet. Aaagghh. Make me wet for them. Uuhhh!"

We turned the corner into the lounge. Kneeling on the floor was Lucy, her head between the legs of Lexi; she was looking directly at us, a smile played across her face as she pinched her nipples. "Morning! Happy birthday!"

To Be Concluded...