The Diary Ch. 05

### Day 31 - Tuesday

"She's pretending to be ill again." Cassie texted around seven o'clock this morning.

"Is she staying off school?" I asked, still half asleep.

"Yes."

A wicked plan was formulating in my mind. Before I could wake myself enough to fully construct it, however, Cassie had a suggestion of her own.

"I think I should take a sick day too." she wrote, "And you should come round..."

My cock stiffened. The only thing I asked in reply was what time I should be there.

I arrived just before ten. Cassie opened the door as I approached.

"Where is she?" I asked.

She didn't answer but pulled me inside. We spent a few minutes kissing in hallway before she led me upstairs. We walked passed her bedroom and stopped outside the closed door of her parents'.

"Is she in there?" I whispered.

"Yes," Cassie nodded.

I grabbed her by the waist and we started kissing again. Suddenly, the door flew open.

"Uaah!" Kate gasped, clearly shocked at our presence.

All three of us froze. Cassie and I stared at each other, both seemingly waiting on the other to say something. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

"Get back on you fucking bed!" I snapped, taking charge of the situation.

Kate swallowed hard, and turned around. Cassie smiled wickedly, as her mum walked slowly back to her bed, and then started to unzip my flies.

"Shall I suck your cock in front of her?" she whispered.

"In front of who?" I asked.

"Kate."

I shook my head.

"You don't call her Kate," I reminded her, "And speak up. I want your mum to hear every nasty word that comes out of your nasty mouth."

"Do you want my slutty lips round your big fat cock?" she asked, almost shouting this time, "So...my...mum can see how much better at sucking cock I am than she is?"

I looked over at Kate. She was now sitting on her bed, leaning back against the headboard, her knees tucked up to her chest.

Cassie crouched down and tugged hard at the waistband of my jeans and underpants. My already hard cock sprang free, up towards her face.

I expected Kate to have turned away by now, but her attention was very much fixed on what was happening in her bedroom doorway.

"Fuck that's good," I declared, as Cassie took me into her mouth.

For the next five minutes she bobbed back and forth, sucking and slurping. Kate was visibly agitated. I couldn't decided if she was upset or just frustrated that it wasn't her knelt down in front of me.

"I wonder if anyone found that photo I left yesterday," I commented, out of the blue.

"They must have," Cassie quickly responded, "I bet some lucky little perv wanked all over it."

I needed to fuck her. The only question was where. Should I do it here? I asked myself, or back down the hall in her room, so Kate could only hear what was happening. I grabbed Cassie by the elbow and pulled her up to her feet.

"You're going to get fucked you little slut," I told her, pushing her into the hallway.

"Don't you wanna do it in front of my mum?" she questioned as we walked to her room.

"One day," I replied, "We're not in any rush."

I threw her down onto the bed and then roughly tore away for leggings and panties.

"Fuck," she moaned, as my cock slid into her tight bald pussy.

"Louder," I demanded, "Make sure she can hear you."

"Fuck!" she screamed, "Fuck, my tight little pussy! Fuck it hard! Make me cum all over your cock!"

I pounded her for the next twenty minutes. The whole time she continued shouting various obscenities.

"I'm gonna cum," I soon gasped, "Get on your knees."

She jumped from the bed and did as instructed. I ferociously wanked my cock inches from her face until an enormous load of jizz flew out onto it.

She smiled her wicked little smile, and sprung up onto her feet. I followed her as she walked quickly down the hallway and into her mum's bedroom.

Kate looked up at her, silently. What happened next shocked even me. Cassie took her hand and wiped it across her cum sodden face.

"I know how much you like his spunk," she said, looking down at her mum, "So I thought you should get to have this."

My mouth dropped as she took the hand and smeared it into her mum's hair. Kate's only reaction was to tightly close her eyes.

Cassie turned back towards me and chuckled.

"Fancy a cup of tea?" she asked casually.

"Sure," I shrugged.

### Day 32 - Wednesday

2.30am. My eyes flashed open.

"Fucking hell," I whispered to myself, thinking back on everything that had happened earlier.

With one hand I grabbed my cock and with the other I started typing on my phone.

"Are you awake?" I asked Cassie.

Five minutes passed without answer, so I typed the exact same message to Kate.

"Yes." she replied quickly.

"Are you in bed?"

"Yes."

"Is your husband next to you?"

"Yes."

"Have you fucked him lately?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I haven't been in the mood to have sex."

"So if I was there with you right now you wouldn't want to fuck?"

"I don't know."

"Have you made yourself cum since I last fucked you?"

"A couple of times."

"When?"

"A few days last week when I was home by myself."

"What did you think about when I were touching yourself."

"You fucking me."

"Do you miss that?"

"Yes."

"Were you jealous earlier when Cassie was sucking my cock?"

"No."

"No?"

"No. You never let me suck your cock like that. You always fucked my face."

"And you prefer that?"

"I do now."

"Were you jealous when you heard us fucking on her bed?"

"Yes."

"Did you touch yourself?"

"Not then, no."

"Oh. When then?"

"When you both went downstairs."

"Really!?"

"Yes."

"When you had all that cum in your hair?"

"Yes."

My cock suddenly exploded.

"Fucking hell," I whispered again.

A few minutes later I drifted off into a deep sleep. So deep in fact that I slept right through my alarm and didn't wake up until nearly nine o'clock. I saw there was a message from Cassie waiting for me, but knowing how late I was running for school I decided to ignore it and jumped in the shower.

It was another couple of hours, when I was alone in the common room, before I looked at what she had sent.

"I was asleep." it read in response to my earlier question, "Sorry I missed you."

"That's OK," I replied, "I spoke to your mum instead."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"What about?"

I decided to forward Cassie the screenshots of mine and Kate's conversation.

"She's such a fucking slut!" she responded.

"She certainly is."

"I've got an idea." she then told me.

"Yeah?" I replied, eager to find out more.

At 3.30pm, I walked into Kate's classroom. She was sitting at her desk, alone, marking some papers.

"Hello," she said, surprised, as I entered, "What are you..."

"Take your bra off," I interrupted, "Quickly."

She looked over my shoulder into the hallway, checking to see if anyone else was near by.

"There's no one about," I assured her, "Just do as you're told."

Her face started to turn pink as she fumbled around under her blouse.

"Lay it down in front of you on the desk," I demanded, as she pulled it free.

"What if someone comes in?" she argued.

"Someone will be coming in."

She frowned, confused. Seconds later we could hear footsteps in the hallway. We both looked over towards the door, and Cassie came strolling in.

Despite never having attended the school, she was dressed its uniform. The skirt was hitched up so high it barely covered her panties. The top five buttons on the blouse were undone, exposing much of her clearly braless chest. Her hair was tied in pigtails. Her face was plastered with thick makeup.

"Fucking hell!" I exclaimed.

"You like?" she laughed, chewing heavily on some gum.

"Yes," I nodded enthusiastically.

Kate suddenly sprung up onto her feet.

"This is crazy," she said, panicking, "You both have to leave right now!"

"Calm down," I laughed.

"I'm serious. We're going to get caught! If anyone else sees her dressed like that they'll flip out."

She took a step towards the door. I grabbed her by the throat and pushed her back down onto her chair.

"Calm the fuck down!" I snapped, angrily, "We'll shut the door. No one is going to see what is about to happen in here."

"There are too many people..."

Whack! My hand slapped hard across her face.

"Shut the fuck up!" I shouted.

Cassie slammed the door and then stepped further into the room.

"He's going to fuck me in my arse," she told her mum, nonchalantly.

"And you're going to watch," I added, as I grabbed Cassie and threw her down onto the desk.

The bright orange handles of a pair of scissors caught my eye as I pulled up her skirt. I picked them up and snipped away her underwear.

"You bastard," she scolded, playfully, "I liked those."

I threw them towards Kate.

"Put them in your mouth," I demanded, as they landed in her lap.

She hesitated.

"Fucking do it!" Cassie screamed.

Kate took a deep breath the screwed the panties up tightly in her fist and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Nasty bitch," Cassie sneered, "I bet she loves...oh fuck."

Before she could finish her sentence my cock was forcing its way into her arse hole.

"Oh my god!" she grunted, as I somehow squeezed inside.

Her arms suddenly flung forward and sideways across Kate's desk causing all sorts of stationary to fly off in different directions. Kate looked over towards the door, her anxiety seemed to be at the point of boiling over.

Cassie's arse was tighter than anything I'd ever experienced. It felt like someone had wrapped a tiny elastic band around my cock. I spat down onto it, providing some much needed lubrication, and slowly started working my hips back and forth.

After a couple of minutes I was thrusting at a steady pace. Cassie moaned throughout, constantly repeating the words: "shit", "fuck" and "oh god". It was hard to tell how much she was enjoying, if at all. I couldn't ask her, though, the intensity of the situation meant I had to put all my focus into not blowing my load.

Kate's eyes flicked continuously between the door and the debauchery taking place in front of her. Her breathing was deep and slow.

"I'm going cum," I soon grunted.

I squeezed tightly on Cassie's hips and pumped. My balls erupted and the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced flooded through me.

I collapsed down on top of Cassie. Our breathing seemed to synchronise as we both laid motionless and silent.

"Pass me the bra," she whispered.

I reached forward and grabbed Kate's bra, which had somehow managed to stay out on the desk during all the chaos. Cassie took it and moved it back towards her bum.

"Pull out," she then instructed, gently pushing back against my hip with her free hand.

I took a step backwards, and my cum started to flood from her hole. She very quickly moved the bra into position, ensuring it caught as much of the jizz as possible

"Tell her what to do," she panted, handing it back to me.

"Put this back on," I ordered dropping the soiled bra into Kate's lap, "You're gonna wear that all night."

She stared down at it silently for a few seconds, and then slid it up inside her blouse.

### Day 33 - Thursday

"Describe my mum in one word?" Cassie asked, somewhat cryptically shortly after lunchtime.

"A whore." I replied, excited to discover where Cassie would take the conversation next.

"What is a whore?" she followed, confusing me further.

"A cock hungry cum guzzling piece of shit."

"No."

"What then?"

"A whore is someone fucks for money."

"OK..."

"So is she a whore?"

"I guess not."

"Then perhaps we should make her one..."

### Day 34 - Friday

I arrived at Kate and Cassie's house early this morning. Kate had been instructed to stay home. I had parked across the street the house, watching and waiting for her husband and younger daughter to leave for the day.

A couple of minutes after they had, I took a deep breath and I climbed out from my car. I was nervous. I knew what we were about to do would take things to a whole new level.

Cassie was waiting for me at the front door. She greeted me casually, and I walked inside. I was met in that hallway by the smell of bacon and sausage - she had cooked me breakfast. We sat down at the kitchen table and for the next hour we ate and chatted like normal people.

"Where's your mum?" I asked eventually, taking a swig of coffee.

"Still upstairs," she replied, "Shall we go get her?"

"Yeah," I nodded, sliding my chair away from the table, "Let's do it."

Kate looked up nervously as we entered her bedroom. Whatever anxiety she might have been experiencing I'm sure would have been increased ten-fold had she known what we had planned.

"Get dressed," I told her, firmly, "Make sure you look slutty. You've got ten minutes."

Cassie and I headed down the hall to her bedroom. We sat on the bed and talked some more while waiting. Kate entered a short while later. She wore heavy red lipstick, thick eyeliner and the same long red dress she'd worn the night of her husband's birthday.

"Is that really the best you can do?" Cassie snarled.

"It's all I've got," Kate retorted, a little fiestier than expected.

"It'll do," I interjected, looking at my watch, "Let's just get moving."

"Can I at least know where we're going?" Kate asked.

"No," I replied, "You'll find out when we get there."

A few minutes later, we were in my car, Cassie in the passenger seat next to me and Kate in the back. There was the eerie silence as we drove. Even Cassie seemed tense.

"You definitely wanna do this?" I whispered to her.

"Yes," she nodded.

We arrived at a hotel just outside of town. I waited in the car with Kate, while Cassie went to check-in.

"Please tell me what we're doing here," Kate pleaded.

"No," I again answered.

My phone beeped.

"I'm in." Cassie's message read, "Room 601."

I'm climbed out of the car and held the door open for Kate to follow. She hesitated briefly, but the intensity of my glare was enough to make her move.

We made our way up to the room. Cassie was still in process of setting up the camera.

"What's that for?" Kate immediately questioned.

"Shut up," I snapped.

"This isn't fair. I want to know..."

I grabbed her by the throat and threw her back against the wall. The whole room seemed to shake.

"If you ask one more fucking question," I warned, through gritted teeth.

"The camera's ready," Cassie confirmed.

I looked at my watch.

"Ten minutes," I announced, "Let's get her ready and then get out of here."

I pushed Kate down onto her knees and forced her arms behind her back. Cassie handed me three cable ties. The first I used by bind Kate's wrists, the second her ankles and the third secured the other two together. Cassie then moved behind her mother and covered her eyes tightly with a school tie.

"Look at it," Cassie laughed, taking a step back, "Fucking pathetic."

I crouched down, and slipped my hand up Kate's dress. The was an audible squelch as my fingers penetrated her cunt.

"Look how much she loves this," I said, holding out my glistening fingers.

"Nasty bitch," Cassie remarked, as I wiped my digits clean across Kate's face.

I checked my watch again. It was time to leave. Cassie and I left the room, leaving the door unlocked, and went back down to my car.

Almost as soon as we sat down a silver Mercedes pulled up in front of the hotel.

"You think that's him?" I asked.

"Could be," Cassie replied.

We watched closely as a middle-aged man climbed out. He wearing a baseball cap and dark shades.

"I think it is," Cassie said, her voice a little shakey.

I nodded in agreement, and then reached into my pocket for a pack of cigarettes. I handed one to Cassie as the man walk into the hotel.

For the next twenty-five minutes we barely said a word to eachother. We sat in silence and waited for him to reappear.

"There he is," I pointed, as he came strolling out of the building tapping at his phone.

Cassie's phone beeped. She looked down and read the man's message, then handed it to me.

"All done." he'd written, "I've left the money on the bed."

As soon as he drove off Cassie and I made are way back inside. I couldn't help but notice the suspicious glare coming from the receptionist, as we walked swiftly back through the lobby.

We entered the room and my cock started to immediately swell. Kate was almost exactly as we'd left her - on her knees, with her wrists and ankles crudely bound together. There were two obvious differences, however. Firstly, her tits had been pulled from her dress, with her bra yanked down so they were fully exposed. Secondly, her face was covered with a thick load of semen.

"Fucking hell," I said, "What a nasty slut."

Cassie walked over and pulled off her blindfold.

"Enjoy that?" she asked, laughing.

"Wh...who...was that you?" Kate asked, looking up at me.

"Let's have a look," Cassie suggested, stepping over to the camera.

She attached a cable from it to the TV, and then started tapping away at various button combinations. Kate looked up at the screen and saw herself bound and blindfolded.

She watched silently as the man entered the room. He didn't say a word, but reached down and roughly pulled out her tits. Then, before doing anything else, he took some money from his pocket and placed it down on to the bed.

"You see what you are?" Cassie whispered, leaning into her mother's ear, "You're a fucking whore."

Back on screen, the man exposed his flaccid cock and started jerking it inches from Kate's face. It was soon rock hard. Placing his hand on the back of her head he guided himself into her mouth. She moaned softly and then began sucking.

"She's not very good at that is she?" Cassie commented, "Shall I show her how that's really done?"

"Yeah," I replied, "Do it."

She dropped down onto her knees, and with a sharp tug pulled down my jogging bottoms. My cock sprang up towards her face. Then, as she knelt there, just a couple of feet from her cum splattered mother, she took my cock into her mouth.

Kate's gaze flicked constantly between watching Cassie and watching herself on the screen. Her breathing was deep and heavy. I couldn't help but wonder what she would be doing if her hands were free. I pushed Cassie away momentarily, pulled a small pair of scissors from my back pocket and snipped away at the cable tie binding Kate's wrists.

She looked up at me as if she were expecting some kind of instruction. I said nothing, and instead shoved my cock back into Cassie's mouth.

Gluck, gluck, gluck, echoed through the room as she now worked her head quickly back and forth, causing my cock to repeatedly hit the back of her throat.

I looked up at the TV to see the man roughly tweaking at Kate's nipples. Him doing so didn't seem to affect the gusto with which she sucked him off.

In the room, her recently liberated hands were now on her thighs slowly moving up and down. I had little doubt that she wanted to touch herself, but had no intention of making the suggestion.

Ptui! Without any warning I spat square into her face, adding to the thick layer of slime that her punter had left.

"Oh my!" Cassie gasped, excitedly, "Did you just spit on the bitch?"

"I did," I nodded, grabbing hold of my cock which she'd suddenly lost interest in, "I spat right in her cunt face."

Cassie turned around to face her. As she did, Kate's gaze quickly fell towards the carpet.

"Look at me," Cassie demanded.

Kate shook her head.

"Look at me!"

As soon as she complied a thick ball of saliva flew out from Cassie's mouth. Seeing this was more than I could take. I took a step forward and my balls erupted. A huge jet of spunk spurted from my cock and landed onto Kate's forehead. Some of the jizz splashed up into her hair, while the rest of it began to trickle down to join the rest of bodily fluid amassing on her face.