PissSlut HomeAlone

I look the slut. I am THE slut. A FuckPiece. CockFodder. Even in jeans and top.

‘PissSlut HomeAlone!’

PissSlut HOMEALONE!
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I look the slut.
I am THE slut.
A FuckPiece.
CockFodder.
Even in jeans and top.

In the full-mirrored wall I see the reflection of a HornSlut, dressed to entice, excite.
My sexy-pretty face is slutty, my bleached-blonde and frizzy hair is slutty.
My mouth is one of those mouths that says…

‘I take cock. You can cum in here..’

But Suzie, in jeans and top you ask? (Those who know me!)
Yes, but these are the snuggest, hipsterest, washedout-thinnest, sexiest Levi’s you ever saw – dipping every crease, invading every crevice. And the top is a belly-baring crop-top – in clingy, shiny-white lycra, low-cleaved with tits bursting beneath.

The jeans and top did their work today, around town.
I snake my hands over flagrantly prout tit, down over taut, bared, tanned belly to the belt of the Levi’s.
Thumbs hook the belt – in true slut-stance I stand with crotch and tits thrust out, admiring my body, displayed to perfection.
The crotch seam cleaves my cameltoe cunt.
Her pouty-firm, folds are spliced by stroked-thin fabric.
Twin bulgy mounds split by the crotch-seam.
Two mini-mountain ranges – flanking deep river gorge…
I grasp the belt, pull upward, loving the way it feels, the way it looks; that denim biting savage at my cunt.
A cunt that’s now hungry-juicing for cock after my exhibitionist flaunt around town. But not tonight; not with Mick, my horny husband and Lover hundreds of miles away.
I pirouette.
No wonder they can’t resist a grope when I wear these
jeans, as I push through the shopping malls and wait in the queues! And little wonder they risk being slotted by their partners in turning to gawp at this tight, high-jutty ass, straining to split these age-old faithfulls!
An ass for groping, for kissing, for sucking.
An ass that begs
‘come-feel-me’ and
‘further-yes-further!
Fuck yessss! Under!
Grope my cunt…’

Shit! Flaunting has made me so horny!
And the top – a favourite for everyday-wear – not indecently exhibitionist like my disco stuff. Just almost. They’re indecent tits anyway – for my size. (I’ve always wondered if the best way to get big tits is to have them groped daily from puberty onwards – that’s what mine have had. Always the hornslut – dragged daily into the boy’s toilets at school, with eager little sweaty hands pawing, feeling, groping. Groping sprouty girl-tit under my blouse; groping my cunt up the shortest possible uniform skirt. I’ve always been THAT girl, the one you remember – the one who loved to show her panties in the school yard!)

[ I digress … that’s another story! ]

I’ve said the top is ‘clingy’and it is perhaps a little too sheer for everyday wear – teats showing a bit too much though the fabric – big browny circles through gleaming white, centred by ever-hard nips.
Sorry, I’m keeping you folks back…
Sorry? Why should I be? The story’s called ‘HomeAlone’ so you
must want to know what I do – how I feel – when I am?
Yes?
Well – fuck – am I horny tonight!
I grip the belt – back and front, and saw that tight jeans-crotch to and fro – into my cunt.
No Mick – no cock. So I’ll sexy-up and watch a video!
But first, a little degeneracy to take the edge of my horniness…
Lady Gaga (my heroine) CD into the player. Sexy tongue-flick over pouty lips. The slut spreads her thighs.
The fingers of my right hand smooth lovingly over my denim’d cunt. Heat – damp heat.
A ready-for-cock furnace burns there. One trying to put itself out – with slickness and wet.
And about to get much wetter…
Gaga beats on. I fuck-dance with my reflection.
My hands slide over my tits, pulling and rolling the mini-erections through the shiny-white lycra.
I AM lady Gaga, on stage … with a thousand horny men… wanting … watching … waiting … for me…
An ocean of rutting man-flesh, seething with lust. An army of juicy cocks standing to attention in sexy underwear – I feel it – feel the heaviness of their fused passion – for me.
I imagine the smell of those cocks…
Thousands of rutting men! Thousands of horny cocks, drooling, begging ME for their release!
Oh if I could feel them all at once! If I could have all those men clustered around me, groping, pawing, fucking.
And me, the centre-core FuckPiece of their savage lust!
They want my horny cunt, my made-for-cocksucking mouth, my asshole, my hands.
My voice is hoarse – and coarse with lust. I spit words at the mirror – at … ‘my men’…
‘Look at me, you fucking horny bastards! You want this? You want my cunt? Can you see it sucking on my jeans?
My hot, juicing cunt – a cock-hungry cunt…
Like to hear me say that don’t you…
My cunt … cunt … cunt…
Watch the horny bitch wank for you! Like to see her writhe?
Like to watch her out of control, pulling her own tits; fucking the air?’
I squeeze the crop-top off my tits and over my head.
And stand – tit-proud.
Strutty-jutty tits. Arrogant tits. Exhibitionist tits.
My body writhes in the hipster jeans; thrusting, jerking in my oft-practised slut-dance – the dance of the HornSlut…
I growl ‘Now see me!’, hands squeezing, clawing at my tits.
I grasp the teats, pull them until the pain is too much… and dirty-talk my men…
‘Watch me grope my own tits you horny wankers! Like to do that while you fuck me? With your big, hard-proud cocks thrusting up my hot cunt … or would you like to tit-fuck me, to fuck your lovely smelly cocks between these tits until your slime shoots me in the face and mouth?
What would you like to see me do? Lie on the ground at your feet while you wank over me? Make me crawl around, sucking the juice off your cocks one by one, letting them drool afresh, then sucking them off again?
Or would you turn around and give the slut your assholes to suck?

And when you’ve fucked me till you can fuck no more, what would you do to me then? Stand around me as I lie on the floor, still untamed and piss on me. Would you laugh as you did it – or would it turn you on, because it would turn ME on to have you piss on me. My hands would churn my spunk-spewing cunt, pull my spunk-slicked tits and I’d cum off pleading for your piss.

Cock for the meat course – piss to wash it down.
And then, the finale, as I jerk off my clit, writhing on the floor I’d piss myself – pissing frigging and cumming …
Writhing on the floor in the mess, I’d have the final laugh, the final disgusting, lovely pleasure…
For now though, for the lady Gaga – like slut dancing on stage – would you like to see her piss her jeans? Would that be fun?
Like to watch a horny slut piss her jeans – like to watch the girlpiss soak into the crotch and down my thighs?’
I pause, panting – the belt pulled up, hard.
I stare, glassy-eyed at my reflection.
‘Well watch me, you horny, lovely bastards!
Watch me piss my jeans…’
Dark wetness blooms at the jeans crotch … I moan.
My fingers frig, prod at the dark hot-wet patch.
I loose some more…
‘I luvv pissing for men’, I murmur, ‘pissing my jeans while men watch. If only Mick were here to see his horny bitch. Mick in his favourite gleaming-white lycra shorts, sticking with hard-jutty cock … all horny for Suzie’s cunt…
I’d kneel in front of him and watch as he pissed them, he’d pull my face into that lovely hard, squirting bulge, I’d wipe my face over the hot wetness, my tongue licking wildly, my lips gently sucking, tasting … sniffing the gorgeous smell of horny cock through wet lycra.
Then he’d lie on the carpet on his front, telling me to jerk off on his ass. I’d rub my bared cunt on his hard, white-lycra’d ass and piss, watching myself spread the wetness around with my natural brush until the lycra was soaked see-thru.
My breathing ragged, tits heaving, I’d hump my cunt on those lovely hard buns…
I’d lie on him then, writhing, squashing my tits on his back, my cunt on the hardness … and cum … and cum…
Then roll on my back beside him as he hooked the waistband of his shorts under those lovely, ugly balls of his and shoved his mammoth up my hot n’ horny cunt, fucking me with those long, deep strokes as he whispered how much he loved his dirty slut-wife.
And as he brought me towards the next cum, my hands would stroke his ass, feeling the piss-soaked shorts on that gorgeous object as he fucked me all the way to depraved, orgiastic heaven.
But he’s not here.
I’m HomeAlone, horned-out remembering such things…
Remembering, not fantasising…

I squat on the carpet in front of the mirror – thighs spread. I put my hands on the floor behind me and raise my ass up off the floor, staring at my jeans’ crotch…
I piss some more, watching the darkness bloom from the crotch and soak down under to my ass. It feels lovely.
Hot, lovely, and dirty.
I stand and turn, look again in the mirror. My ass is soaked
from the fork up the cheeks. I need to cum. Badly. I’m trembling for a cum.
My feverish hands unbuckle the belt of the Levi’s, peeling them down I kick them away and slip on scanty, shiny-white satin panties. They feel fresh, snugged into my horny cunt. At back they dip, crinkle gently in the crease.
With hips gently fucking, I slide my index down; and slick the fabric into the crease of my cunt. A trickle of piss dribbles, soaking deliciously into the sexy fabric. I groan and turn my back to the mirror…
I’m about to explode … my finger eases its movement, to save my cum until after…
The sound of me pissing the sexy panties is as good as the feel of it, as good as the sight of the scanty panties turning see-thu as I do it. And the feel of my soft cunt through the wet satin … mmmmm – so warm and soft. Dreamily – in a world of my own – I slide my hand down the back of my panties and bend over, pressing my index into my asshole.
I see the PissSlut in her pissed-up panties. Panting, I straighten up and wipe piss up over my tits, streak it down my belly and back over the white silky panties until they’re soaked. I hook the crotch of the panties aside and sink two fingers into my cunt, pulling them out again to wipe my juices and my piss around my lips. I taste horny cunt – and piss, and smell it too…
The slut in the mirror has pissed her panties.
And her tits and belly are streaked with her own piss.
The dancing slut in the mirror has two jerking fingers of
her right hand two-knuckle deep in her jerking cunt – while the fingers of her left abuse her equally jerking tits.
Then she stands – rocking lightly to and fro – as she watches herself cum off, mouth gaping in a silent scream of perverted, dirty, wicked, lust.

Thirty minutes later, showered and changed, a new me emerges from the bedroom and returns to the mirror.
In new Lycra work-out gear.
Gleaming-white, hipster, wet-look lycra shorts snug
beautifully to perfect ass and cunt.
Matching top hides nothing except the colour of my flesh; its fabric so sheer, its fit so snug.
‘Well Slut, what’s it to be?’ I ask the reflection. ‘A few stiff Bacardi’s and a favourite S/M/piss video to get the lonely tart to sleep on a cockless night?’
My fingers circle protruding teat through stretched lycra, squeeze hard, relishing the stabbing shoot of sensation. I grip the top and pull it over my head. Tits flounce, bounce, and regain – proud and jutting. I run my hands over them loving the feel – I love loving my own tits.
And I’m going to love tonight…
Lying on my front, on the sheepskin rug in front of the TV,
the mirror-wall at my side, I shuffle and get comfy.
I look at the mirror; clench my ass, watching it pop under the sheer-white lycra sheen. The guys at the gym are going to love me in these next time I go (if they’re fit for wearing after tonight – which I doubt)!
I squirm cunty into the rug, enjoying the warmth, the wet already slicking-up the tight crotch of the sexy shorts.
‘Right Suz, make it last – finger-play forbidden.’
Nevertheless I reach under and bunch the rug under me – a
comforter for cuntie to squirm on.
I flick the remote – two masochistic women are about to submit to a sadistic black stud…
(so hold onto your cocks, horny readers! And squeeze only gently, because Suzie is about to take you on her little trip of depravity – to join them!)
The camera pans over a Negro’s tall, powerful stature. I wonder again how they managed to get such a perfect sample of black stud to perform for such a specialised film.
Gleaming-black, oiled skin; powerful chest and arms; flat muscled stomach; thick thighs, muscled buns … the stuff horny dreams are made of. Hair, long and jet-black tied in a pony tail to below his shoulders.
A white latex pouch hangs from his loins – heavy with promise. Black, studded leather boots reach over his knees. His teats are pierced by three-inch diameter gold rings.
Pan around the film set – a long, low chamber, apparently underground, ten metres long by three wide.
Two naked women; one bleached-blonde, the other dark, both very sexy lookers. Undoubtably the size of their tits was a factor in their recruitment, for both have unnaturally-large tits decorated with silver teat-rings. The tanned skin of both gleams with oil.
The camera pans the chamber, especially showing a rail at shoulder height that runs down both sides of it. Then it pans back to show the Negro standing behind the two women who are leaning over a table – the centrepiece of the dungeon. He slides his latex pouch on the oiled ass-cheeks of the blonde, while his right hand strokes the brunette’s, slides deeper, between her parted thighs.
Suddenly he grasps the wrists of the blonde and ties them tightly behind her back, repeating the procedure on the brunette. Neither offer resistance. The contrary; their tits rise and fall – betraying their excitement.
They are led to opposite sides of the narrow chamber and made to stand under the rails, facing each other. He secures them to the rails, pulling the trailing ends of their wrist-thongs high, up to the rail, and securing them to it.
Their arms are stretched up and out behind them, the strain forcing their heads and torsos downward.
Except that they force their heads up, against the strain, to watch what is happening to them. The Negro stands between them, reaching out to both, mauling the massive, down-swinging tits.
I freeze on a rear view of him, drinking every delicious curve of the bare and muscled ass, split by a strip of white latex. I freeze again on a close-up of the blonde’s glistening cunt. An aroused cunt – puffy-swollen, and glistening. I lick my lips, wishing I was licking the lips of that honeydew core – or sucking the asshole hidden in the crack of that black stud’s butt.
The Negro has a black thong in his hands. He ties one end of it to the blonde’s left teat-ring. The other end he ties to the right teat-ring of the brunette. He repeats the operation using the second thong.
The women are tied together by their tits, the thong hanging between their straining bodies.
Mister GorgeousAss pushes down on the middle of the hanging thong, pulling the tits out – toward each other.
Close up now, on the face of the blonde; a face exhibiting pure lust. Her mouth hangs open; she breathes raggedly; showing her wilful submission to the depraved act.
I imagine the women’s feelings and sway my body, rubbing my tits on the rug. I squeeze on the rug, feeling the seam of the lycra shorts bite my cunt.
I’m there.
It’s me being filmed, having my tits pulled for the benefit
of the evil black stud – for the benefit of horny porn-flick wankers.
The two women lift their heads to watch their captor, who holds small lead weights with metal clips. They watch him clip the weights to the centre of the thong connecting the their tits.
Then he drops the weights.
The womens’ tits jerk outward, yanked savagely downward –
misshapen – stretched and strained.
More weights.
The camera again records the womens’ faces as they watch the
savage cruelty – they watch as their tits are pulled further and further until they are stretched in an obscene way.
Movement causes the weights to swing – more pulling, more pain.
I’m there.
Suzie is there in mind…
I’m one of those women – in that sex-torture basement…
Me relishing the sadistic treatment,
Me feeding the lust of the beautiful black stud,
Me being filmed, naked and panting,
Me getting my tits pulled off,
Me feeling those big black hands mauling my tits, Me with that bulging latex pouch almost within my reach.
I wish … I pant,
And juice – with longing.

Orgasm rips – tears me apart.
I throw myself on my back, forgetting that promise – rubbing
and groping mercilessly at bared tit – at lycra’d cunt.
Exploding crescendo – tidal-wave of lust…
I rise, unsteadily, and look at the mirror. My cunt is aflame, alive – spawning richness into the crotch of my shorts…
My fingers stroke…
I wish I’d been fucked – had spunk in here to feel.
I pull the waistband of the shorts away from my hips and sniff the hornycunt stink rising in the heat…
I wish Mick were here, he loves sucking it when it’s oiled like this, slick with juice…
Quickly, I get my clear plastic sheet and lay it on my rug.
I lie back, ass on the rug, shoulders supported on a bean-bag.
Now, I watch the screen over bared tit and lycra’d cunt.
The negro selects more weights, these with six inches of thong attached. He crouches behind the dark haired woman who stands with thighs parted, head forced down. The camera shows her lower belly, cunt and high-thigh in close-up.
A glistening cunt. Almost dripping.
The man is seen through those spread thighs, crouching
behind her. Zoom shot to show white pouch, with contents looking beautifully ugly – twisted and pressing out the filmy latex. Balls show too, big oval eggs under filmy white.
Big, black fingers search her clit, tweak hard.
The woman’s body twitches as his fingers splice her juicy
gash, and follow it to her ass.
The way the woman’s crotch jerks it is obvious that the cunt-slicked finger has found a home in her asshole.
My cheeks clench … unclench … imagining the feel of that rough finger in mine…
Now the black stud has a shiny metal clip in his hand, a clip with a weight dangling from it. Reaching through, he clips it to the woman’s cuntlip and lowers the weight so that it dangles between her thighs. The lip stretches downward, pulled by the weight. Another weighted clip is attached – now one on each fleshy cuntfold.
I pinch myself through the shorts crotch, imagining…
He repeats the process on the blonde. The women are moaning
softly, tits and cunts clipped and weighted.
And every detail of their masochistic pleasure is recorded
– the camera zooms, again showing the captives’ faces.
Their mouths hang loosely open – warm gashes across sexual features. They look almost drugged – they are – on the depraved, debased lust that drives them. I know, I’ve been there – it’s forcing them to enjoy, to relish the depraved actions.
I squirm; absorbing every detail as the camera pans the two perverted women. They gaze at each others tortured bodies, their eyes ablaze with desire.
A torture-twisted smile flickers on the face of the blonde as she deliberately sways her body, adding to the sensations in her cunt. Both women’s tits are elongated unbelievably by the weighted thongs.
The negro is close behind the blonde, gently fucking the bulging latex pouch on her ass. He reaches around her and squeezes her tits; she groans and squirms her oiled ass back on his meat.
His thick hands slide down her sweating stomach. They find her core. The middle finger of his hand licks in the heat and wet.
My own finger likewise, slicking in my open cunt, feels the hotted slime oozing beneath the lycra.
Cut.
The women are shown, now free of the wrist-thongs, free to
move around – slowly because of the pain this causes to their weighted, tortured cunts.
They shamble carefully towards the negro, looking down with twisted faces at the hanging, twirling weights between their thighs and kneel at his feet, sighing with relief as the weights settle on the dirty stone floor.
The negro barks commands and the women carefully release the clips. The blonde remains on her knees in front of him, gazing up into his face; the brunette crawls behind, kneeling obediently.
The blonde, kneeling in front of the negro reaches up and weighs the latex pouch in her hands; the brunette caresses the backs of his powerful thighs, his muscled ass. He speaks again and the blonde unties the latex pouch. Holding it in front of her nose, looking up at him, she sniffs – then sexually-slowly, licks the cock-drool clinging to the inside of the pouch.
The negro grins down, lewdly.
A donkey cock. Of course – it had to be.
A big, black donkey-cock. With big, black balls to match.
A thick strand of sparkly juice hangs from the piss-slit.
The camera pans – slow-motion – to show the blonde’s head
tilt to eat it.
Her mouth opens slowly, stealing the thick strand. When her head returns to normal, the tail of the thread hangs from her mouth. She licks her lips, it falls – slow motion – onto her right tit.
The cock.
The uncut cock sticks lewdly, horizontally, from powerful
black loins, pointing directly at the blonde’s pouting mouth.
A close-up over her shoulder – her hands sliding up his thighs to grasp the mammoth at its base. It jacks, twitches.
Close up – just the cock and the pouting-open mouth of the blonde. She skins it slowly…
A mass of thick juice – cloying thickly to the pinky head.
The sluts’ caviar.
More oozing – slowly – from the piss slit…
She squeezes, the slit gapes, more pushes through…
It’s me again.
There kneeling, with the black stud in MY power.
Me with that huge, reeking-horny supercock cock in my grasp.
The man is in my power for there’s nothing he could do right
now except stand and watch the slut love his cock.
And Love it she does.
Her lips close over the hole and she pulls the cockhead into
her mouth. A practised, knowing move, for she doesn’t squander the hard-earned juices by simply sucking them off.
The ‘O’ of her lips ‘peels’ the thick slime from the cock.
A ridge surrounds her mouth; she backs her head to show her
master – and the camera.
I pause the video…
It’s me.
Me, with that cock-oil clinging around my mouth.
Me, with that wide-eyed stare, looking up at my man –
proudly showing him the filthy slut that I am.
Me, with the feel of it sliding down my chin, connecting chin with tit, clinging on tit.
Me breathing the gorgeous smell of horny cock.
Me tasting the taste of horny-dirty cock.
Me, the HornSlut – and being filmed.
The fingers of my left hand claw my teats as I cum. The
fingers of my right abuse clitty through slimy-soaked lycra.
I can smell my cunt now, even through the shorts…
My hips buck, wildly searching invisible cock…
Cum.
Close-up on the other woman’s hands, splitting the magnificent black ass like a peach. Her tongue eels into the crack. Her head moves in and out. I imagine the gorgeous smell of a man’s ass…
The asshole takes her tongue, and shits it back out.
He pulls out of the mouth of the blonde. Holding his cock
at the base, he arcs his hips to the left, then sharply to the right.
The huge thing clubs her face, smacking her head sideways as if punched. Shock and surprise at the action turns lewd grimace as she realises what he has done.
And turns the other cheek, laughing obscenely.
Again he beats her across the face with the mammoth,
laughing down at her, watching her take it. The woman’s laugh turns moan, yet she clearly gets off on this new abuse – this new degradation.
She twists her teat-rings savagely as he continues the cock-beating.
Her other hand thrashes between her thighs.
Cut.
The Negro wanks in the face of the blonde.
She kneels obediently; mouth hanging open, tongue lolling,
awaiting the privilege. Her hands work in his crotch, tugging the huge hanging ball-sack, reaching underneath to encounter the warm tongue of her friend, flicking in his asshole.
Several cameras – several angles.
A lengthy clip through the Negro’s legs showing the splayed
thighs of the brunette as she kneels, suckling asshole. She works three fingers of her right hand in her cunt, trying for a fourth … succeeding. Her thighs splay wider to accommodate … her body grinds, bucks. She still sucks asshole.
As she fucks herself with her own hand.
The Negro is still wanking, playing with the blonde;
thrusting his cock into her face, occasionally into her open, waiting mouth. But then suddenly, the thick, white ropes fly – slow-motion, squirting and licking their way to her face…
They cling to her nose, her cheeks. In her open mouth. When he is finished she smiles at the camera, opening her mouth wide to show the ropes of thick white spume connecting tongue, teeth, lips. She extends her tongue to show a pool, resting there, then slowly extends it. The stuff slides, drips off her tongue, clings to her tits.
The black stands aside, the women, still kneeling press together.
They kiss their bodies – mouth to mouth, tit to tit, cunt to cunt.
Close-up.
The brunette licks the spunk out of the mouth of the blonde,
licks it off her face and bends to lick it from her tits.
Then, staying close together, they turn their heads to the negro.
A favourite bit. I wriggle on my sheet and hold the remote control with shaking hand.
I’m going to enjoy this bit as much as they…
Close-up. Black cock resting on black palm, pointing at the
open mouths of the kneeling women.
He pisses in their faces, briefly.
Then fills each open mouth with piss, just enough so that
it pours back out, down over their tits.
The women look down at their bodies, their mouths empty the remaining piss over their tits. They feel each other, kissing – sharing the taste of cock and piss.
Suzie rewind.
Slow motion of pissing cock…

I piss in my shorts – a hissing, brief, but powerful gush.
I feel the soaking-hot crotch, stab my finger through the
lycra at my cunt, roll so that my lycra’d ass soaks up the piss.
Quickly I stand, thighs splayed, on the sheet, looking at the mirrored wall.
‘Beautiful disgusting slag,’ I mutter, turning to look at the piss-soaked-transparent white lycra crinkling across the tanned cheeks of my ass.
On impulse, I try to shit, but fart…
And turn back to the front, watching myself frig my cunt
through piss-wet shorts
to a knee-buckling cum…

Back on my sheet, ready for more…
The two women bend over a narrow bench. Camera-shot down the length of it.
Their asses are available for use on one side; their heads on the other.
Both have their hands behind them, splitting their asses – assholes and cunts offered for BlackCock’s use.
He uses a cunt while abusing an asshole.
Alternately.
Fucking a cunt while goosing ass or cunt of the other.
Then changing about.
The black cock is white-frothed.
Two naked, erect-cocked white men appear at the heads of the
women. They grasp the hair of their woman, yank her head up and poke their cocks into mouths that seemed to open automatically – on reflex.
Like mine does when I smell a cock…

Like a baby bird for its food.

These are not studs – more like horned-out cameramen – the zoom-action ceases for a while here, though several cameras are still filming.
While the black stud takes his fun from alternate cunt and ass he watches the frenzied thrustings of his two counterfuckers who mouth-fuck the two heads.
First one, then the other pulls out and squirts a balls-load into his woman’s face.
Then once again the women have their mouths filled with cock while the black’s huge hands slap their quivering asses with deliberated, increasing tempo.
Close-up of each sex-crazed face; each filled mouth.
I pause and slow-play the expressions.
Some porn flicks are faked – pretend.
Nothing pretend about these women.
Nothing pretend about the cum splashed on their faces.
No mistaking the brutality of the black’s hands on their
asses.
And nothing pretend about the expressions – pure debased lust.
The women are systematically fucked.
The three men take turns to fuck them in cunt and asshole, as they lie or kneel on the dirty stone floor, or lie back, splayed out on the bench – whatever suits the men.
Their mouths are used by the men to revive dirty cocks back to useable items. The flesh of both women is streaked with cock-slime, spunk and dirt from the floor. I can almost smell the reek of cock, cunt and piss which must rise from their sweating, writhing, thirsty flesh.
Cut.
The brunette lies on her back on the dirty stone floor. She has spunk-spume over her tits, stomach – and crotch where her hands are shown … working feverishly.
The Negro stands astride her, cock swinging downwards, semi-erect, hanging above her tits. HE now has thongs through HIS teat-rings, stretching up and over his powerful shoulders.
The blonde stands close behind him, jerking her slime-dripping cunt on his oiled ass. She has the ends of the thongs in her hand and is jerking them, causing his teats to jump and his pecs to be pulled upward.
He has thongs and weights clipped to his balls, pulling the sac downward. His face bears the evidence of lust-pain, as the womens’ had previously.
He looks down with faraway gaze at the writhing body of the woman lying naked between his legs. She, staring up at the swinging cock, knows what is coming – watches it inflate.
‘Piss on me, fucking black bastard,’ she hisses through clenched teeth, hands a blur between her thighs.
‘Hose me in piss with that ugly black cock.’
The negro’s muscled butt-cheeks clench, cock twitches.
‘Do it. Piss on me,’ she begs, writhing between his feet.
A heavy, squirting, thick stream of piss hits her tits,
bounces and splashes, some on her face. She moans – tongue licking wildly – her left hand smears the splashed-up piss over her tits and belly. Her right is busy in her cunt.
The blonde steps forward, watching her depraved friend. She watches as the Negro looses again, this time directly into the brunette’s face.
Suddenly the face cannot be seen because the blonde has her cunt over it. She squats it on the face of her friend.
Her hands push her tits up and out, she stares up at the negro – offering them.
‘Do it on me too … please … piss on my tits.’
The Negro stands with hands on hips and does it, then leans
backward, raising the stream to her face. Her mouth hangs open, catching it, still managing to jerk and grind her cunt onto the face of the woman beneath.
A cunt splayed open, and pouring white-frothed, slimy man-spunk onto her friend’s face, into her mouth.
Two sounds. One of hissing piss. The other, the ‘cicksick cicksick’ sound of the blonde’s slicked cunt using the face of her friend.
The negro’s piss overflows her mouth and as he shuffles forward, pressing his cock into her mouth, forcing her to drink it, the residue flows down her tits, down her belly, over her cunt into the trapped mouth of the brunette.
At the same time, as her mouth is filled with piss and she swallows, drinking eagerly, she pisses into the mouth of her friend, her hands sliding down over her messy flesh to frig herself.
She’s pissed on. She pisses on. She wants more … takes the cock from her mouth, staring up at the negro towering above…
‘Shit on her,’ she pleads quietly, reaching under the ugly, crinkly, gorgeous hanging balls…
‘Shit on the bitch … for me…’
Close-up of the stud’s ass.
He shits.

I’m tempted to shit my shorts.
I watch the action on-screen, mesmerised by depravity of
it…
I piss in my shorts…
A lovely, disgustingly dirty feeling.
I’m not there now. I couldn’t do what they’re doing, I’m not yet plumbing those depths … not yet anyhow…
But I do turn to lie on my belly, and I do tilt towards the mirror, my arm beneath me, my fingers frigging wildly. And I do like to see my sexy white piss-soaked lycra-shorted ass jerking as I cum off wildly …
I’m in Fucking Heaven…
I should be in Hell.

THE REST OF THE FILM IS CLIPS, SHOT OVER MANY SESSIONS.

The two white men kneel astride the faces of the two white women, who lie on the dirty stone floor. The men lower themselves onto the womens’ faces. Their balls are sucked, then their asses.
As they receive from the women, they give to the black – taking it in turns at the black meat.
Yes. The two white men suck the black cock.
The black cock pisses into their faces, then their mouths.
White mouths fill with piss that pours over white chests and
bellies into the sucking mouths of their women.
Black stud on his back on the floor.
A white cunt astride black cock.
A white cunt astride black mouth.
The two white men stand astride the black man and piss onto their women, it cascades down the womens’ jerking bodies as they hump their cunts onto the black stud lying beneath – the piss-shiny black stud beneath.
Blonde on her back on the dirty floor. Black stud lying on top, fucking her – oiled ass pumping. Close-up between their thighs – at the huge black meat raping her cunt, churning the cum-slime into a white, oily froth. The brunette slaps the churning black ass, then she dips the crease, invading the hole. As black ass thrusts black cock into white cunt she rapes the hole with her finger.
Then, grinning, she straddles the shagging couple and frigs herself, pissing freely over their asses, backs, finally their heads.
Blonde, kneeling up, facing the camera. Close-up shows from heaving tits to juice-streaked thigh. Spunk hangs in scummy threads from her abused cunt. Her tits, belly and thighs are streaked with scum, dirt and piss.
A riding crop rests on the floor between her parted thighs.

Suddenly it lashes upward – smacking her straight on the cunt.

The body flinches. Her hand slides to her clit, waiting for the next cruel, cunt-stinging lash. Brief close up of her beautiful ass, clenching tightly and releasing with anticipation of the pain to come. It comes again to her cunt, then to her ass.

Her face displays ecstasy.

Next shot, of her still kneeling. The brunette stands at the side of her. Blonde’s tits heave and she stares up at the brunette who holds the crop above her head. It slices down, smacking the blonde’s tits downward. The briefest expression of intense pain gives way to one of purely sexual, perverted lust.

The brunette discards the whip. Standing, half crouching she wipes a disgustingly slimy cunt over the face of her friend.

Then pisses into her mouth.

Turning, pulling the cheeks of her ass apart, she backs onto the reaching tongue of the blonde.
Brunette pushes blonde to the table and lays her on her back. The blonde’s body is wet with piss, her face streaked with it. The blonde’s hand works at her cunt.
Brunette stands at one side of the table, the two white men at the other. The mens’ cocks are cum-crusty and hard.
The three of them lean over the wanking blonde.
She knows what they are going to do, and the look on her face is expectant…

Brunette reaches across the table and puts her fingers down the throat of on the of the men. He coughs them out, his chest heaves and he pukes onto the body lying on the table.

The body writhes, its hands smearing the bile over tits, belly and cunt.

Brunette kneeling on the table. Her tits are piss-wet glistening. She pulls the head of the second man down to her tits and he licks them all over.
He pauses, then pukes over them. Then kisses the brunette on the mouth before backing off. Both men wank.
The brunette hangs her head, pauses. Her tits heave. She pukes over her own tits and down, onto the tits of the blonde.
The women grope each other.
The brunette has the fingers of one hand up the blonde’s
cunt, while her free hand slaps the mess onto the blonde’s tits.
While she grinds her cunt on the body beneath.
The men wank and grope both women.

I’m writhing on the rug, exhausted by the mental and physical effort of participating in the degenerate perversions taking place on the screen. I want to be there, on that table – to be the center of the others’ perverted greeds. And more is still to come.

I stand, turn to the mirror.

My teats are gorged-on, rubbery twigs – burning with desire
and the abuse I’ve given them. The white lycra shorts are a soaked, dripping, see-thru mess.
Stink steams upwards.
I turn. The lycra is see-thru and dripping with piss, the
fabric clinging over my jutty-proud ass. I clench, it creases on the tanned skin…
Mick’s not here to dirty-talk me – so I do it myself…
‘Filthy tart, horny nympho slut, perverted, depraved, deviant. You are disgusting – standing loving yourself in cum and piss-soaked shorts.’
Carefully, I ease them off, lie naked on the plastic sheet in my pool of piss. I spread my thighs and gorge my fingers into my cunt.
A black dildo waits at my side.
The film continues with an addition to the cast.
A man is tied on his back to the four corners of the table, head hanging over the edge. He looks scared – really scared. And his cock isn’t hard so I think that maybe he IS scared.
The blonde has his nuts in her hand and she squeezes them, apparently hard. And judging by the look on her face she loves squeezing the nuts of a naked, helpless male. The brunette is kneeling over him, wiping her cunt on his face. The mouth is trying in vain to get away from it but already his face is thick with the slickness emptied there by the fucked cunt.
The blonde laughs as she watches him get it, still manipulating his cock and balls. The laugh becomes a savage grin. Her free hand thrusts under his balls.
The man’s hips jerk upward, his cock slapping wetly on his belly like a beached fish. His body twitches and writhes as the blonde’s finger rapes his ass. But his cock swells. And squirts a little piss onto his belly.
The negro pulls the brunette to one side and pushes her so that she is bent double over the man. She greedily licks at the piss on his belly, then sucks the cock. The negro thrusts his own cock down the throat of the upturned head of the captive. He grins as he thrusts. And as he rapes the mouth, he bunches three fingers and shoves them up the bending brunette’s cunt from behind.
The single camera-shot is close up on his reaming fingers.
From the gurgling noises and the sound of liquid splashing it is safe to assume what the negro is doing to the man. From the way the man’s body rocks on the tabletop it is plain that the blonde is really getting off on finger-fucking his ass.
But the next shot is of just that action. And she isn’t finger-fucking his asshole, she has her fist up it and she is bent over his body. Her churning wrist is seen, his asshole distended around it. She leans into him, fistfucking his asshole, while many of the fingers of her free hand are bunched, thrusting up her own cunt.
The brunette climbs on the table and crouches over the belly of the man. She pisses a bouncing, splashing gusher onto his belly, then slides her cunt up his chest.
The negro lifts the man’s head, pushing it into the woman’s piss-wet and scummy cunt.
Both women, and the negro, laugh.
Cut.
Yet another night…
The two women enter the basement, followed by one cameraman,
followed by the negro, pulling on a leash. All are dressed as if they have just returned from a fetish party.
The blonde wears a lycra catsuit in shimmering crimson, giving little more than teat-cover it is so low-cleaved. Clinging beautifully to her hips, the thing is so filmy and tight they show all, cleaving and dipping her cunt, displaying an ass of perfection.
The brunette wears thin, tight, black leather short-shorts, shiny black thigh-boots and a black leather, studded bra.
The cameraman wears tight leather pants with matching waistcoat.
The negro has white knee-boots, the white latex briefs and a white latex vest. Shiny-white vivid on gleaming-black flesh.
The leash he holds is thick, in black leather.
Attached to it is a thick black leather collar which is
attached to the neck of a girl, the last to enter the basement.
In feature she looks about eighteen, with dark-pretty looks and jet black, shoulder-length spiky hair – a ‘waify’, punky look. In body she is petite – very petite.
Something stirs in me about illegal ‘schoolgirl’ fantasies.
She wears black PVC knee boots, a black-shining PVC
miniskirt and a PVC top, split in a wide V from tit to navel – the split so wide it shows the sides of her tits.
Despite the leash, there is nothing to suggest that the girl is there against her will. The contrary. She appears excited, if slightly drunk, as do all those present.
The cameraman, squeezing bulging cock and balls through his leather pants gropes under the girl’s skirt. She doesn’t object. The expression which flits across the cheeky, dark-tanned face is one of mischievous excitement.
The cameraman doesn’t have to grope far because the girl’s miniskirt finishes only fractionally below her cunt.
But he doesn’t grope for long. His thieving hand is kicked to one side by a flying kick from the negro’s right boot. Cameraman jumps back, nursing the offending hand.
The camera pans over the girl, diving first in close-up over her tits, as if the lens is trying to push the V of her top further aside, to see the small, rounded girl-like tits.
Then it pans quickly down to her boots, then slowly back up, over every centimetre of tanned, muscled thigh. The next shot is from floor level – up the tiny miniskirt.
A shorn cunt peeps from beneath the skirt. A glint of wetness between pursed lips is evidence of her arousal – and consent. She shuffles her thighs apart, apparently for the benefit of the camera.
Camerashot up the girlish, petite body. She smiles down sexually – a white-flashing, pouty smile. Her right hand strokes over her belly and lifts the skirt a few centimetres.
The girl shows her cunt to the camera.

The camera pans back, now filming straight-on.
Palm lifting the skirt, her index flicks, licking the lips aside, opening her bared figlet lewdly. She spreads her thighs wide, thrusts out her crotch. The camera zooms.
The negro stands behind her and pulls the top over head so she stands in just the boots and tiny, hipster skirt.
She thrives. Pushing her little tits out, she snakes her hands upwards, nips the little buds, then, after a sexual lick of her lips, she turns, bending right over. The skirt raises, baring the lower half of a perfect, tight little ass. A finger slides from front, through the crease and gently rims at the asshole.

Then she stands and lifts the skirt, baring all ass, and looks back over her shoulder at the camera. The ‘skirt’ is a strip of shiny black around her hips. Her ass pouts, wriggles. It is perfect, marked by the line of tiny bikini pants – just as if she were wearing some.
The negro steps forward and cups it in mighty paw. He motions for the brunette to stand in front of the girl, then pushes the girl to her knees.
The girl looks up at the brunette and reaches for the zipper on the leather shorts. Gently she draws it down and the brunette pushes the shorts down her thighs, standing with black-haired bush inches from the girl’s face. She backs, half-sits on the table, thighs spread, cunt waiting, shorts around her booted feet.
The girl sees what is expected and eagerly shuffles forward on her knees, looking at the negro for consent. Consent comes in the expression on his face and the bulge in his white latex briefs which the blonde is gently squeezing.

I’m quieter now. Lying back with my hands gently keeping cuntie on the boil. She’s spewing thick juice and a lovely mess. I draw some of it up, sliding it over my belly and tits. The stink of horny cunt rises in the heat from my body.
I wish I could smell horny cock-stink too … with a hint of smegma on it.

I slow-motion the blonde’s hand squeezing those bulging briefs and imagine the feel of that hard cock, and soft balls through the soft latex…
I reach for the black – and huge – dildo. Cool to the lips, it warms as I push it into me. I splay my thighs and push down.
I feel split, burst, raped by black rubber.
The girl’s head is between the brunette’s thighs, her little tongue darting, licking, finding the woman’s clit. The woman pushes the head lower – close-up of darting girl-tongue in steamy woman-cunt.
The girl is frigging herself as she does it, her hand beneath the hem of the tiny skirt. She continues when the negro lifts the skirt at back, exposing that cutey ass once more.
The blonde stands behind, stroking the crotch of her crimson lycra pants-suit. She has a riding crop in her hand which she trails over the girl’s bared ass, and under, to gently saw it into the girl’s cunt. Bared ass squirms delightfully. The blonde lifts the end of the crop to her nose, sniffs it and smiles.
‘Why have you come to us?’
Up to now the Negro – no one in fact – has said much, so hearing him ask a direct question comes as a shock – even on this, my third time of watching. He turns the kneeling girl, standing in front of her, flexing the crop in his hands. He is naked but for the white boots and his cock sways, a mighty, proud club between his thighs.
‘I said. Why have you come … to US?’
The girl stares at the cock in wonder
‘To … get fucked.’
The voice matches the petite frame, it is schoolgirlish – put-on perhaps?
‘You didn’t have to come here to get fucked. So why?’
‘She told me what you did here, after parties,’ the girl said, nodding at the blonde. ‘She said … said you do all sorts … of things. I’m tired of the boys and their quick poke-fucks … need more than that now. And I want to be TOLD what to do, not to have to tell boys what to do…’
‘Suck my cock.’
The girl looks as if she has just been given a long-awaited
present. She shuffles forward on her knees, tilts her head up to the negro, and puts the cock in her mouth.
‘It smells … taste’s good,’ she mumbles, adding ‘it smells dirty … like it’s been up a cunt.’
The negro smiles down at the girl looking up. ‘What would you do if I said I wanted to piss in that pretty mouth?’
The girls mouth closes over the cockhead. She continues looking up, facial expression unaltered. The expression is her answer.
‘Lick her ass.’ The negro nods to the naked brunette who turns and bends over, pulling her ass cheeks apart. The same knee-shuffle. The face disappears, though the tongue can be heard licking greedily.
‘What would you do if I told her to shit in your mouth, right now?’
The licking ceases. The girl freezes, then her right hand slides to her cunt. Her face presses tightly into the ass of the brunette…
Another unspoken answer.
‘Look at me!’
‘You’d have done it – eaten her shit?’
‘I … was going to … try,’ the girl says, a little
hesitantly. ‘It makes me come when I get my tits shit on, so I’d try licking it too.’
‘You’ll get your cum,’ the negro says. ‘Now lie back on the table. I’m going to fuck you.’
I have the base of my dildo in shaking hand. As I watch the girl climb onto the table and the negro push her thighs apart, I slide my monster out.
Close up. The girl, lying back, head up, watching. The skirt is around her belly, she still wears the boots. The negro has her thighs pinned apart with those huge black paws. The girl is split wide open – ready for the cock standing up his belly.
He moves close in, cock now in hand.
‘Aaaahhhh,’ the girl gasps as the glistening head enters the
equally-glistening little cunt.
‘Oooooh, that feels so fuckingggg ggood…’
‘Mmmmmm,’ I moan as the dildo slides once more. I keep pace with the action, wishing someone was here to film me being the filthy bitch.
It’s in her, she cranes her neck off the table to watch.
‘Get on her and … fuck that … pretty mouth,’ the negro
almost groans pushing and pulling his cock up and down that tight, shaven cuntlet.
A naked cameraman gets on the table, kneels astride the girl’s belly and pushes a long, thin cock between her tits.
‘Ooohhh … fucking …. fucking s-h-i-ttt,’ she wails as the negro lunges to the hilt. Her head raises far off the table, the blonde stands behind and holds it up for her, so she can watch the cameraman’s cock as it slides between her tits.
‘Fuck my … Ooooohh f-f-ffuck … fuck my tits while he does me,’ she gasps, pushing her tits against the sliding cock. Cameraman does, but the upstroke is far enough, to just slide between her lips too. On each upstroke her lips slip over the cockhead. A drool of spit drips from the side of her mouth.
Close-up of black ass, pushed forward between splayed-wide thigh. The rotate-fucking of that ass produces a hiss of delighted obscenities.
The camera moves and zooms back to the girl’s face, twisted in orgiastic delight.
‘Fuck my tits off bastard! No, give me … your cock to suck cum in my mouth. Ooooo Oweiiii! He’s fucking well splitting my cunt so full…’
Cameraman kneels up suddenly, holds his cock down, pointed at her face.
First, she looks disappointed, then realises where she is
– what he wants to do…
‘Oooh yesss,’ she hisses. ‘Fuckin’ well piss in my face – in my mouth. Do it in my mouth.’
The mouth opens wide, the girl reaches up and behind her to grope the blonde’s tits, the blonde who still holds the girl’s head to the action.
Cameraman pauses long enough, probably thinking of his mother-in-law. Then, raging-hard turned just-hard he pisses hard, over the head of the girl, the upward stream taking all by surprise.
He pissed high – over the girl’s head. The stream spatters on the belly of the blonde.
But now he’s pissing into that little face, the eyes shutting tight against the stinging blast, opening again because the girl desperately wants to watch herself get pissed on. The mouth is wide and the stream of piss stops, just long enough to fill it, then passes down, finally splashing on her tits.
Cameraman shuffles again and presses his cock into the girl’s mouth. She looks at him with pleading expression and pushes back her head against the blonde’s hand-pressure, releasing her head from the cock.
‘Smack my tits while I suck you? Please? I want someone to smack my tits…’
Cameraman doesn’t answer. He pushes his cock back into her mouth. He doesn’t fuck it though, instead he holds it just inside, wanking it slowly.
‘Smack the bitch’s tits like she says,’ spits the voice of the blonde from above. ‘If you don’t, get off her and I fucking well will. I want this bitch’s cunt proper horned-up for when I get to strap-on-fuck that pretty thing she’s so proud of showing off.’
The girl nods, kneading her own tits now. There is a slapping sound, a hard slapping sound and the camera pans to show the negro’s head thrown back. The mouth spits forth something filthy-sounding, like a curse to a devil god, the lips are drawn back from white teeth, the eyes pop … as he fills that tight ‘cunt’ full of a black’s white spunk.
And she knows it. Feels it.
The hips jerk. The slapping sound continues. It is the
black’s mighty hands, slapping fiercely at the girl’s thighs.
He holds himself firmly embedded in the girl-tight cunt.
‘Whip me while I piss up the bitch’s cunt,’ he commands, and
the brunette does it..
With the crop, repeatedly – and viciously – on the clenched-tight black cheeks.
As black pisses up her cunt, Cameraman smacks her little tits, then cums in her mouth. Then he sits on her tits and shuffles his ass on them.
The girl whimpers softly to herself – until the sound is muffled by Cameraman’s ass on her face.
SHE must be in the ocean now, lost in the waves…

I’ve been there many times.
And I’m feeling it a little now, lying here, the dildo
discarded and white-slimed on the rug beside me. I pull open my cunt and piss in the air, uncaring about the carpet as I roll my ass in the puddle already on my plastic sheet.
‘I’m lying there,’ I murmur. ‘It’s me, the centrepiece – the FuckPiece – and they’re doing that to ME. I can feel that rape-sized cock fill my cunt with piss. I can feel my thighs and tits stinging where those hands are slapping. And I can feel that piss all over me.
It’s me that’s the filthy-dirty-horny slut lying there on the table for those perverts’ pleasure….’
I still frig and fuck with my hands, though cuntie has taken a beating and wants to go to bed. This is the end now, the finale of the film. I piss again onto my plastic sheet, squirm my ass in it. I’m ready now for that finale.
The girl kneels up on the dirty stone floor, surrounded by blonde, brunette, negro, two cameraman, and unattended cameras and tripods. The attention of all is on her…
The action now, is muted as the rest of them stare at the kneeling girl with dishevelled black hair wisped and plastered on her neck and over her left cheek. The girl who has been fucked in the cunt, fucked in the mouth. And cum all over.
‘Your staring at me,’ she says. ‘Do you like me? Like what you’ve done to me?’
Her hands stray, one to her cunt, the other to her tits.
‘Like me like this, wet with your piss, cum all over me, and
cunt stuff?’
Her hand churns at her cunt. She brings it to her face, sniffs the fingers, then licks them.
‘My cunt stinks,’ she says. Who wants to fuck my fucked-out cunt?’
Almost inevitably, she brings the other hand to her mouth, diverts it to her cheek, streaking both cheeks with a war-paint of human scum.
‘Who wants to kiss me now?’
Both hands slide down her body, to that shorn-shaven cuntlet. She splits herself wide, then strokes her fingertips in the pouting-pink, spunk-smeared gash.
‘I need a piss babes.’ A naked Cameraman2 steps to her from the circle. ‘Open your mouth for a drink.’
It opens. She drinks, swallows until he withdraws and then closes her mouth. It is obviously filled to bursting.
Cameraman2 walks slowly around her, directing the remainder over her hair, face, tits, belly and back until he is spent.
‘Fuckin’ horny bitch never even batted an eyelid,’ he murmurs. ‘Never seen a slut like this it, even in this place.’
The girl looks pleased. She opens her mouth and empties his piss, down over her tits and belly.
Briefly, on her back, on the floor. The blonde lies atop and fucks her with an incongruous, pink strap-on. The blonde kisses the girl, a long and lingering kiss. The girl’s fingernails scratch, dig into the blonde’s back and the screwing cheeks of her ass. The brunette stands astride the blonde’s thrusting ass, and pisses on it.
The girl looks exhausted and once more kneels – the centrepiece of the circle of perverts.
The blonde and brunette stand over her, put their fingers down their throats, and puke over the girl.
The girl stares down at her body for a few moments, then falls backward on the floor, fucking herself wildly with her own fingers.
The others stand around watching and groping themselves, or another…

I’m knackered – a panting, slimy-wet mess of sexual delirium, and can’t take any more. I turn and lie on my sheet, squirming my tits and cunt into my own mess, loving the feel of the crinkly plastic on my hot and sweating flesh.
I turn, lean back on my beanbag. My right hand is in its favourite place – my cunt. I’m shaking, uncertain of how this is going to feel, but knowing that I HAVE to try it…
The fingers of my left hand press down my throat…
I wretch, and puke over my tits, my fingers thrashing my
cunt as I stare down my filthy body.
It worked. It was good.
I cum a final time at the commission of that final,
disgustingly depraved act…
I stand, weak – exhausted.
Then stagger exhausted to the bathroom.

‘HomeAlone’? Not really!

ENDS