A Cum Sluts Tale - Part 2...John Takes Me Cottaging

All my stories are true events, told as I remember them. I may
have accidentally missed things out, but nothing has been added
to spice up the tale.

In Part 1 I told you about the beginnings of my sexual journey.
The story ended with my very willing seduction by John, while
still a teenager, hungry for cock, and proud to be his 'bitch'.
In the next few Chapters I will describe some of my more
memorable adventures, one by one. As before all of these
adventures are just simply true.

John was now fucking me senseless every opportunity we could. So
one interesting day, I was lying in John's arms after a very
delicious session, feeling all warm and fulfilled as he cuddled
me and I felt his cum trickling from my well shagged bottom. He
kissed me and said "Do you want to go cottaging with me next
week? I'd like to see you being fucked." Of course I said yes
immediately, and felt his cock starting to harden again. I
dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth, and sucked
it with all the sensuality I had within me, until rewarded by
hearing him sigh with satisfaction while I moaned with pleasure
as my mouth filled with sperm, which I of course swallowed.

I was so excited at the thought of John taking me to a Cottage,
and giving me to other men while he watched. I liked the idea of
other men desiring me, but loved the idea I would be doing it for
my Master's entertainment. The days dragged by but at last I
found myself sitting in his car, while he drove to a Cottage in
the suburbs of a large City in the Midlands. The cottage was
under ground. John told me he would go first, and I was to follow
a couple of minutes later. Off he went. I waited as instructed,
then went down the stairs.

The place was quite large. Numerous urinals along one wall and a
few cubicles on the other. My heart was beating wildly until I
realised John and I were the only people there. He was standing
at the urinal nearest the stairs, so I walked down to the one
furthest away. Minutes passed and nothing, then I heard the sound
of footsteps. A guy about John's age appeared, looked around,
then walked the length of the room to stand beside me.

Promising I thought, but I was wary. I had my cock out pretending
to pee. I carefully looked to my side and saw to my relief the
guy was clearly wanking his very nice prick. I slowly put a hand
out towards him, and he turned and put his cock in it. I needed
no more encouragement. John was in a great position to keep
watch, so I dropped to my knees, looked up into the stranger's
eyes and opened my mouth wide. I mad sure John could see what was
happening. The stranger was delighted and I soon was kissing the
tip of his very hard cock. Then I ran my tongue slowly along the
shaft. As I reached the tip he put one hand behind my head, and
pulled my mouth firmly onto his cock. I could see John smiling as
the cock slid past my lips and tickled the back of my throat. I
kept running my tongue around the shaft as the guy fucked my
mouth. It did not take long ... spurt after spurt of salty spunk
filled my mouth. When he had finished he quickly zipped up and
left .... I slowly, wickedly opened my mouth so John had a view
of the sperm then swallowed.

OK, that's it for today I thought, how wrong I was. We waited for
a few minutes and by then there were another half a dozen guys at
the Urinals. I was feeling really sexy by now, but nobody was
prepared to make the first move. It seemed to go on for an age.
All of us waiting for a signal. In the end John decided to act.
He walked over to me, and motioned for me to suck him. I bent
over and took his cock into my mouth and began sucking it gladly.
I could sense the atmosphere relax .. we were all there for sex
.. mmmmmm.

John had been the only guy to fuck me up till then, but he had
told me to lube up before we set out, and to wear no underpants,
an order I was happy to obey. So there I was bending over,
sucking John when I felt a guy rubbing himself against my bottom.
His hands undid my trousers. I remember they fell down all by
themselves LOL, and I felt one of his fingers touch my hole. It
was just one of those 'cartoon moments', where one of the
characters has lightning electricity appear around him. I just
know the guy behind me was like that. I sensed the excitement hit
him as he realised I was lubed up and ready for action. I reached
behind and took his cock in my hand. It was not very big, but
nice. I needed no encouragement. I guided the tip to my arsehole,
and he pushed. Two heaves and he was all the way in. I was in
heaven. A cock in my mouth, and a complete stranger's prick
buried inside me. I wiggled my hips and  he began to fuck me. I
could see most of the other guys had gathered around to watch and
were whispering words of encouragement. This was what I was born
for I thought.. I did not want it to stop but secretly wondered
if all the guys might take me. I rocked back and forth as each
cock reached the limit of its thrust. Now, I want spunk now. I
would have shouted at them to cum but my mouth was full.

Then DISASTER. Footsteps coming down the stairs. We all
disengaged. I was so flustered I pulled up my trousers and fled.
I had never felt so disappointed ... or randy. Damn, damn, damn.
John followed and soon we were in his car. He told me it was not
my fault. I pleaded with him to take me straight back to his
place and give me the fucking I needed, but he just smiled and
drove away. Ten minutes later we arrived at another Cottage, and
I dutifully followed him inside. By now it was quite dark, but I
sensed rather than saw one other guy there. My eyes started to
grow accustomed to the dark, and was pleased to see this guy had
his cock out and was pointing it at me. I was a bitch on heat ..
I needed to be satisfied so I just turned round, dropped my
trousers and presented for him. He need no further encouragement
and was pressing up against me immediately. I reached behind and
felt a cock much longer and fatter than John's nice six inches.

I did not give it a second thought, guided the tip into position,
and tried to relax so he could enter me. He slid in with no
trouble. I was already lubed, and stretched a little, plus the
fact he was rock hard. Nothing gentle or reserved about this guy.
All the way in to the balls with one mighty thrust, which almost
had me toppling over. John was there straight away. He grabbed my
elbows and held me. There I was looking up into my Master's eyes,
with my arse full of the biggest cock I had ever taken. I wanted
to get into a position so I could get John's cock in my mouth
too, but there was no chance. The stranger behind was holding my
hips tightly, using his arms to pull and push forwards and
backwards to intensify the force of his thrusts. It was not
painful, but not comfortable either. How long we stood like that
I just do not know, a fraction of a second probably, because the
next thing I remember was the guy pulling all the way back, and
slamming his cock into me.

Then he started to shag me .. the hardest, roughest fucking I
have ever had, even to this day. He fucked me like a rabbit.
Long, hard, very rapid thrusts. He did not care if he ripped me
open and ruined me for life ... neither did I. I was in sexual
heaven. In my Lover's arms ... being fucked without mercy ... and
all the time John leering at me in approval. This really was the
proverbial 20 minute shag. A few times I thought I would pass
out. My arse was on fire. My nipples were tingling madly. Every
thrust ending in a bone jarring smack as his stomach hit my back,
immediatley followed by another, and another. I have been shagged
many, many times .. always nice, sometimes great, but never like
that. Im sure he wanted to hurt me ... he intended to punish me
for being such a slut ... boy was he wrong. I loved every
depraved moment. I could not care less about the discomfort. All
I wanted was to stay conscious long enough to feel him climax. I
did ... suddenly he shouted "Fucking hell" and he came inside me.
Lots and lots of spunk. Now as an experienced Slut I know that
lots of times I only know when a guy has shot his load is by
hearing him grunt or moan, but this guy was one of the
exceptions. When he came I felt it deep inside me. His cock was
pulsating, but it was the heat and force of his cum spurts that
thrilled me as he inundated my insides.

Then he was gone. John was still supporting me, and sperm was
dribbling out of my stretched and abused hole. John reached
behind me, and managed to scoop some into one  hand, which he
raised to my lips. Oh, another slutty first. If anyone had ever
told my I would be tasting a stranger's spunk as it came out of
my arse I would probably have retched.... but there I was
greedily licking up every drop, savoring then swallowing it. I
had had enough by then. I dressed and with John's help just
managed to walk to his car. As he started to drive off he said
"Lucky Bitch". I just smiled.

No, it was not quite the end ... John drove me to his flat and
took me to bed. He wanted to make sure I was OK he said. He
stripped me, and gently cleaned me up, as I lay bottom up on the
bed. As he was finishing I remember thinking what a nice guy to
be so considerate then wham, I felt his cock impale me. I hardly
moved as he fucked me very hard, but despite his efforts, nowhere
near as hard as my gorgeous, evil stranger. He grunted, came in
my arse, climbed off the bed and left me. I drifted off to sleep.
I didnt count sheep, I counted cocks .. one guy came in my mouth
... one guy fucked me and nearly came ... one guy fucked me
literally senseless and dumped his cum in me .. I was asleep
before I got to John shagging me.

In Part 3 I will tell you how I was gang raped in a Park and for
once had more sex than I could handle or really enjoy.

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