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 Julie’s Story

 

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This true tale was sent to me by a friend. She wants you all to know how slutty she is!

 

Dramatis personae:

Me (Julie): At work I’m a 42-year-old secondary-school teacher, respectable and proper; at home I’m a wild swinging slut. I’ve been corresponding with BritSlut for a while now about my needs and desires and she gave me some advice on how to progress things.

Kevin: My second husband, who enjoys my sluttish side to the full. We frequently go to sex clubs and take part in the group sex.

Paul: Kevin’s 15-year-old son who stays with us in his school holidays. He’s a lusty handsome teen and I’d already discovered that he fancies me and ‘borrows’ my dirty panties to wank into.

Claire: Paul’s girlfriend, also 15, who is a sexy little minx, but Paul’s mum won’t let them sleep together. I haven’t met her but in her photos she looks like she’s up for anything. She was coming to stay with us for a couple of days after Christmas and I’d promised him that they could do whatever they wanted.

Day One

Paul arrived on the afternoon of the 27th and Kevin picked him up from the station. He got settled in his room and Kevin went off to the pub at 6 pm with instructions not to return until I texted him. Paul was watching TV and I told him I was going to take a shower. I changed into my dressing gown with my red satin lacy Ann Summers bra and panties on underneath and redid my make up - I can tell you my tummy was churning with excitement!

Taking your advice, I knew it would be easy to get the subject back to sex so I was sat on the sofa and asked him about Claire and how things were with them. I turned the subject to wanking and following your advice mentioned that I’d not done the washing and there were a few pairs in the laundry basket! He started to apologise but I said it was ok and that I found it very horny that he wanked with my knickers. He seemed to relax a bit and I started asking him questions about what he did with them and if he used the pairs he had ‘borrowed’ after his last visit? The atmosphere was highly charged and when I asked him if he ‘liked the smell of my cunt’. The chat became more explicit, talking about his cock and him spunking on the panties. I was soaked!

I asked if he wanted to watch a porn DVD and he jumped at the chance, telling me he’d seen a few with mates and with Claire. We talked about the action on the screen about the girls, the cocks and what they were doing. I could see he had a nice bulge in his jeans and asked him if he ‘usually wanked off watching porn’ to which he said ‘yes of course’. I told him to go ahead and taking a tip from one of your stories I stood up, lowered my panties and passed them to him. You should have seen his face!

I said, ‘They’re a bit wet, love’. He dropped his jeans and boxers and started wanking. I asked him if they smelt good and he held them to his face and sniffed. So erotic! I told him to come close so I could watch him as I fingered myself. He was standing over me wanking hard so I spread my cunt lips to give him a good view. Of course he did not last long and said he was going to spunk off. I told him to do it on my pretty panties and he did! What a load, mmm they were awash with teen sperm; I had a cum just watching him!

He was a bit sheepish after but I put him at ease telling him I’d really enjoyed it and that he could get some juicy panties from the laundry to take to bed if he wanted - of course, he did. He handed me the pair he’d used and said he better get to bed before Kev came home. Of course as soon as he left the room I fingered myself to another cum, sniffing and tasting his spunk from the knickers. I got a good fucking from Kev when he came home, we were both very horny as I told him what had happened. Kevin decided to go into work on Thursday and Friday to give Paul and I some ‘bonding’ time.

Day Two

I was tempted to go and wake Paul up after Kevin left for work, but I held back ... just! Paul came downstairs and I asked what he wanted to do after breakfast. I was a bit concerned when he said go shopping in town to spend his gift tokens; I asked if he wanted company and he said ‘yeah, cool’.

We went into town. I forgot that guys shop a lot faster than us women and within the hour he had everything. He asked if I needed anything and I said I’d call in at La Senza, otherwise I’d run out of panties. He looked a bit worried but I told him that it was like a mum/son shopping trip and he told me I was hotter and a MILF.

In the shop he was busy leering at the teenage girls giggling and shopping. I spent over £50 in the sale on panties, a suspender belt and some stockings.

When we got home we had lunch and I gave him a beer he asked what I’d bought in the shop and I showed him. I told him if he was a good lad I might model it for him later. The time had come for a heart-to-heart chat and I put him at ease about what was happening and we chatted about sex and him and Claire’s fun. I decided at this time not to tell him about his dad’s and my swinging lifestyle. I could see he was horny again and he was trying to look up my skirt. I just raised the hem of the skirt and said, ‘Here have a good look’. He came over and sat next to me rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. I asked if he’d prefer to wank on my panties while I was wearing them. ‘Fuck yeah,’ he replied.

I took him up to his room and got the digital camera. I sat on the bed and told him to strip off. My cunt was so hot and wet. I raised my skirt to my waist and he got between my fat thighs and started wanking over the crotch of my light blue thong. I was so horny watching him. I told him to ‘spunk my panties you dirty boy’ and ‘mess up my panties with your hot teen spunk’. He said ‘Fuck, I’m going to cum’ and shot a big load on the crotch. I could feel the heat of his sperm soaking through! He lay back on the bed and I took off the panties and licked his boy cum off the panties whilst fingering my clit to a big orgasm. When I came down from my cum he was hard again and wanking. The joy of youth, mmm!

I said that as he had been a good lad I would model some undies for him if he liked. Of course he jumped at the chance! I told him to wait in his room and went to get changed. I decided the time was right to get into my full slut attire, including seamed stockings, 5-inch red patent heels, micro miniskirt, see-through top with blue satin panties and bra, completed with a lacy blue suspender belt. I applied more make-up to give me a real slut look and walked into the bedroom. He was naked on the bed wanking with a pair of my panties he’d taken from the laundry hamper the day before whilst sniffing another pair! I told him he was a ‘dirty boy’ and he said ‘yeah, I am!’ I asked what he thought of my gear and he said I looked like a porn star. I started posing for him bending over and putting one foot on the bottom of the bed and rubbing my dripping cunt through my panties.

‘What now?’ I asked.

‘Can I play with you?’ he replied. Of course he could! I had hold of his rock-hard teen cock for the first time as we kissed, his hands were all over me. He had his hand up my skirt fingering me through my panties. He told me to be careful I did not make him spunk too soon, and I spread my legs as he slipped his hands down the panties and fingered my slick twat. He took the panties off and I sat on the bed spreading my legs wide. It felt so lewd spreading my cunt lips for a 15-year old lad.

‘Do you like my cunt, Paul?’ I asked.

‘Fuck yeah, its so wet,’ he said, sticking two fingers up me. Without me asking he lowered his face to my cunt and started licking my clit as he finger-fucked my cunt. I came instantly!

I told him to stand up and sat up on the bed. I started wanking him off whilst licking precum from the end of his cock. I licked the length of his cock and even lapped at his big teen balls. He told me he’d be spunking soon and I asked if he wanted to cum on me.

‘Fuck yeah, where?’ he said.

‘On my face like a slut if you want?’

I teased his balls as he wanked inches from my face: ‘shoot it you dirty young fucker’, ‘mess my face up with your hot muck’! He started spurting, covering my face and hair. I stuck my tongue out to catch some spurts. My face was covered with gobs of teen sperm and it had dripped onto my tits and stockings! I’d been finger-fucking my cunt as he wanked onto me and had an intense cum as he let fly with his creamy load.

I told him I was going for a shower and called Kevin to tell him he had to go out to the pub after work!

Day Two, evening

After the excitement of the afternoon I took a nap whilst Paul went on his PlayStation. I woke up and made the evening meal for the three of us. Kevin announced he was going out to the pub to do the quiz and Paul’s face lit up! Kevin had a shower and left, and I went and changed into some sexy underwear with just a housecoat over the top. I went downstairs and asked Paul what he wanted to do; he quickly said ‘Can we watch some porn?’ I took a few DVDs out of the cupboard and he choose one to watch.

I opened a bottle of wine and poured us a glass each. Paul sat on the sofa cuddling up to me. We watched the film, talking dirty about the girls and the action. He was soon hard and rubbing his teen cock through his jeans. On screen a woman was getting fucked with a dildo whilst sucking on another prick.

‘Have you got any toys?’ Paul asked.

‘Of course,’ I replied, ‘does Claire have any?’

He told me she didn’t but she wanted one; he’d already told me that he’d used other things on her like bottles, her hairbrush handle, etc. I told him I loved doing that too! I went to get a few vibrators as well as a carrot, banana and cucumber. My cunt had already left a wet patch on my pantie crotch at this point!

I went back into the living room and the poor lad’s eyes nearly popped out of his head! I took off my housecoat and sat on the sofa dressed in my heels, stockings, suspender belt, and matching bra and panties. Spreading my legs I showed Paul the one-inch long wet patch on my pantie crotch.

‘Guess you better take these to bed with you later, take them off!’ I said. He spread my cunt lips and started fingering my slick fuck hole whilst I took off my bra.

‘What shall I use first?’ he asked.

‘You choose.’ He took the banana and it slid easily into my slick cunthole.

‘Fuck me Paul you dirty boy, push it up my cunt,’ I begged.

He did! He started sucking on my titties and I had a big cum, rubbing my clit which made the banana get soaked in cunt cream.

‘Let’s try something different,’ I told him whilst stripping him off. I put KY jelly on my arsehole and got on all fours and I placed the carrot next to my asshole and told him to gently push it in. I then instructed him to take the cucumber and fuck my cunt with it; the effect of the double fucking was awesome and I came again. Paul by now was growing in confidence and calling me a dirty bitch and sexy cunt!

I told him I needed to get my breath back and we watched more porn whilst drinking the wine. When on the movie a girl was getting tit fucked, Paul said he would love to do that to me!

‘Of course you can, you dirty young stud,’ I told him but first I spread my stockinged thighs wide and let Paul fuck me with the wine bottle! He told me he couldn’t believe what a dirty slut I was and that he loved my wet juicy cunt. I laid on the floor with a pillow under my head and Paul straddled me, he had been rock-hard for over two hours at this point and precum was oozing out of the end of his cock. I rubbed it over my face and got him up on his knees above me, licking down his rock-hard cock to his balls, then I licked round his teen arsehole, finally inserting my tongue inside - mmm!

I then started fucking my cunt with my 10-inch black vibrator whilst he wrapped my tits round his teen meat and started fucking them. When he got close he started wanking over my face.

‘Do it, you dirty teen fucker!’ I begged, ‘shoot your hot spunk on mummy’s pretty face!’

He slowed his wanking and let fly. I could not believe how much sperm there was as spurt after spurt coated my face, tits and hair! It was his fourth cum of the day (he confessed he’d wanked with my panties before getting up that morning). I rubbed the salty teen spunk into my face with his prick then scooped his cum up with my fingers and ate it.

Paul got his clothes together and took my cunty panties to bed with him.

‘Can I take these home as a memento?’ he asked. Of course I let him. I waited for Kevin to return from the pub; I knew I would be getting fucked again whilst confessing what a slut I’d been.

Day Three

We were all going out for a meal in the evening and Kevin would be back from work early, so as time was limited I decided to go and wake Paul up with some coffee. I wore just my housecoat with black silky bra and panties on underneath. He was half asleep and I tapped him on his shoulder. I put the coffee on the bedside table and asked him what he wanted for breakfast. He put his hand up my housecoat and said ‘you’. I spread my legs and pulled off the duvet and took hold of his hardening teen cock. My cunt was already wetting the crotch of the panties as he took off my housecoat. I undid my bra and told him to suck ‘mummy’s’ tits. He started licking my nipples and rubbing my slick twat through my panties.

‘Let’s take these off,’ he said. I stood up and he lowered my panties, holding the wet patch to his face and inhaling. I put one leg on the bed and spread my slick cunt lips for him.

‘Here, have a taste.’

He looked at my slick twat and told me I was a ‘dirty slut’.

‘I am for you, you horny teen fuck,’ I replied. He stuck two fingers up me, licking my clit until I had a big cum, leaving his face slick with cunt juice.

Paul told me to lie on the bed and straddled me, his cock over my tits. He placed my panties in my hand and said ‘Toss me off with your panties, Julie.’ I did as ordered, wanking his teen meat with my black silk panties until he sprayed his hot boy spunk onto my tits and face. I licked my lips, enjoying the salty taste of his teen sperm! He then used my panties to clean the cum from my face and tits. He said, ‘You can use them to cum with while I’m shagging Claire tomorrow!’ I said she was a lucky young bitch having a stud like him.

I told him his dad would be home early afternoon and asked what he wanted to do until then.

‘Will you dress slutty for me again?’ he asked.

‘Of course I will, love. You go get a shower, I’ll go change.’

I dressed for him as requested: fully fashioned seamed stockings, my shortest tight micro mini, 5-inch fuck-me slut shoes, see-through top and fine silk thong and bra set. By now the temptation to fuck his young prick was powerful but I knew he had a girlfriend and fucking his dad’s woman might be a step too far at this point, so I resisted.

I walked into the spare room and he was lying on the bed sniffing a pair of my panties and wanking his rock-hard boy cock with another.

‘How many pairs of my panties have you got now?’ I asked.

‘Four,’ he replied, ‘can I take them with me?’

‘Don’t let your mum find them,’ I said laughing.

‘I won’t but I might share them with some mates!’

‘What!?’ I asked.

He went onto explain that he and his two best friends sometimes wanked off watching porn videos.

‘We don’t touch each other,’ he added quickly, ‘we just talk about the sluts on the films and which girls at school would be the best dirty shags! I bet they would love to use your panties.’

The idea was a big turn-on so I told him to go for it, but I wanted him to leave me a pair of Claire’s cunty panties under the bed.

‘It’s a deal,’ he replied. He then took charge; his confidence had grown over the past three days.

‘Bend over and show me your stocking tops and panties.’ I did as ordered.

‘Fuck, that thong makes your arse look amazing,’ I stuck my butt out in his direction, rubbing the pantie crotch into my sopping cunt.

‘Am I as hot as the schoolgirls you know?’

‘Yeah, you’re fucking dirty too.’

He told me to go and get my dildos and I did as instructed. He had me kneel on the bed and lowered my thong round my thighs.

‘Fuck, look at the cunt juice on these,’ he exclaimed whilst sticking a finger up my slick twat. He took my seven-inch black vibe, turned it on and started pounding my cunt with it. The air turned blue as I told him to ‘ram it up mum’s slutty cunt’ and ‘make me cum you dirty teen stud’. He did with all seven inches up me as he rubbed my clit. I lay on the bed gasping for air as he wanked his stiff meat.

‘You kneel on the bed now,’ I told him. He did as instructed and I knelt behind him licking his balls and wanking him and then inserting my tongue in his teen ass. He loved it!

He had me strip to my stockings, suspender belt and heels and proceeded to play with my tits and lick and finger my wet twat to another cum - the lad was learning fast. We lay together talking and playing with each other.

I said ‘I have to go pee, Paul’ and got up.

‘Can I watch?’ he asked laughing.

‘You kinky bugger,’ I told him, ‘of course you can.’

He followed me and I squatted over the toilet as he looked between my legs watching the piss running from my spread cunt lips, whilst wanking his teen meat.

‘Like that?’ I asked.

‘Fuck yeah,’ was his reply.

We headed back to the spare room and I told him he needed to cum because his dad would be home soon. I sat on the bed and started licking the precum from his cock.

‘Can we do something different?’ he asked.

‘Of course, what?’ I replied.

‘I want to see you drink my spunk!’ I felt my cunt spasm at his request.

‘Where’d you get that idea from,’ I enquired; of course it was from a porno movie he and his friends had watched.

I took a glass from the bedside table and held it under his teen meat, wanking him fast.

‘Oh fuck I’m gonna spunk,’ he cried as spurt after spurt of teen cream shot into the glass. I counted seven spurts and it was actually running from his cock at one point! He took the glass from me and told me to lie down. He started fucking my cunt with three fingers and slowly poured his spunk into my mouth. I savoured the taste as he lifted the glass higher and poured his cum onto my face giving it a sheen of boy sperm. I had another cum on his fingers as he did this to me!

I told him I’d have to go and shower before his dad got home and he’d better sort himself out. We went out for the meal and the three of us talked about leaving him alone with Claire the next day. He said we were cool letting his girlfriend sleep over and we replied it was our pleasure; little did Paul know we would both be lusting after her anyway. That night Kevin fucked me doggy style whilst I sniffed and licked Paul’s spunk from the soiled panties.

‘You’re such a slutpig, Julie.’

‘I know, darling, I know!’ I replied.

 

 

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