What Did You Do Last Night, Miss? Ch. 04

I looked in her bedside drawer to see if she had any "toys" to play with. Nothing there. My foot brushed something under her side of the bed, I bent down and pulled out a rather large box. Inside was the finest array of female masturbation gadgets I've seen in one place. Claire's arsenal of fucktoys put even Emma's considerable collection of fake phalluses to shame. There were several small vibrators, jelly didoes, huge life-like didoes and vibrators in various colours, four butt-plugs of increasing size, anal beads, a double ended dildo and two strap-on cocks (I wondered how often these had been strapped to Claire's waist and stuffed up Emma's cunt or arse).

I had never seen such a dazzling array of "fuck-ware" outside of a sex-shop; there was even a policeman's truncheon! I picked out a large black dildo from the box, one of those life-like cocks with big balls and a suction cup, and began licking the shaft, turned on like crazy by the knowledge that this rubber cock had been up Claire's pussy, perhaps even her bottom. I imagined Claire naked in front of me, kneeling on all fours, her immense bosoms trembling as she worked this enormous rubber prick into her tight shithole.

Noticing a tube of KY in her box of tricks, I took one of her buttplugs and began to lube it up for my arse. I squatted on the floor and pressed the rounded tip against my hairy ringpiece, relaxing my sphincter to let the tapered rubber shaft of the plug to enter my rectum. I pushed the plug up into my arse until the thickest part slipped through my dilated anal ring and the whole thing was inside. The discomfort passed and I felt a pleasurable fulness in my arse, doing wonderful things to my prostate. Shafiq wasn't the only one who had a thing for shoving things up his butt!

With the plug firmly stuffed up my shitter, I stood up and decided to rifle through more of Claire's belongings. I found what I was looking for in the wardrobe - a plastic shopping bag full of porn DVDs. It's exciting enough to discover that a woman is into porn movies, but the titles of some of Claire's betrayed a mind almost as filthy as mine. There must have been about 30 in all, I supposed she had got the porn stache when she and Dave went their separate ways. Most were straightforward fuck-flicks, but a handful were rather more 'specialist' in scope. I noted how many came into the 'anal' category - the usual sprinkling of Rocco, Buttman and Max Hardcore.

Hang on, what was I thinking; Max Hardcore? That's the filthy old guy who dresses teenage poppets up like schoolgirls and buggers them and pisses in their faces all the while calling them whores and sluts. Even Emma has to be in a really horny mood to look at his stuff. If Claire got juiced up watching this old perv then she'd have to be one very twisted slut.

As I looked through the other titles I came to realise just how much of a twisted slut she in fact was. There were a couple of gay flicks in the collection, each claiming to have the most well-hung studs in the business, there was a movie enticingly entitled "Fuck My Dirty Shithole" and, at the bottom of the pile at least half a dozen movies featuring (if the covers were anything to go by) a great deal of pissing. I was very tempted to take "Fuck My Dirty Shithole" to watch on my PC, but I saw that there was also a single, unmarked, VHS videotape. I had to know what was on that tape - something told me it might be the most rewarding viewing of all.

I put the tape in the VCR in the lounge and settled back to see what was in store, the buttplug still wedged up my arse. The film was obviously a home movie, judging by the poor lighting and shoddy camera work. The film began with a shot of a bedroom, obviously a hotel bedroom (though not exactly of the four star variety). Whoever was operating the camcorder held a piece of paper in front of the lens for just long enough to read what was written on it in crude felt-tip marker - "Gavin's First Fuck" - and a date: May of last year. Then Claire strolled into the shot and sat on the bed dressed in jodhpurs, riding boots and a tight white blouse.

"So, what are we all here for Claire?" the cameraman asked her.

"To give your little brother his birthday present," she replied naughtily, licking her full lips at the prospect. The interview carried on for a few minutes, in which time I managed to learn that they were indeed in a hotel room and that the cameraman, whose name was Ross, had brought his younger brother Gavin along to have his virginity taken by Claire as a 'birthday present'.

Eventually Gavin, a very nervous possibly even frightened teenager appeared and sat on the bed with Claire. She made the first move and began by kissing the boy. As they snogged I noticed that his hands went immediately to her huge breasts, squeezing and fondling them. This was the cue for Ross to start giving stage directions, mostly in the breathless, rough-talking style of that British anal maniac 'Ben Dover'.

"That's it mate, feel up her tits and get her horny. Yeh, you got it. Come on, get 'em out, let's get an eyeful of those lovely big baps."

Gavin, his hands trembling, managed to unbutton Claire's crisp, white blouse. Like most teenage boys, Gavin was defeated by Claire's bra and she unclasped it for him, letting her enormous wobbling melons spill into his hands. Gavin fondled her naked teats as Ross panted more stage directions.

"Fuck yes, squeeze those tits mate. Pinch her nips, yeh, hurt the fuckers."

Gavin did as he was told, tugging on her small pink nipples, drawing them into erect nubs while Claire shimmied off her jods and panties and plunging a finger into her sopping puss. Her body was incredibly sexy, yet very different from Emma's. Claire's boobs were much larger than my girlfriend's, but her nipples were quite different.

Whereas Emma has huge brown areolae with nips like fat bullets, Claire's were smaller, puffier and dark pink in colour. In contrast to Emma's lightly tanned body, Claire's flesh was snow white with a slight smattering of freckles. And while Emma's fleshy cuntlips are covered by a thick bush of dark, luxuriant pubes, Claire's gash hid beneath a much lighter forest of ginger fleece. All the same, she was damned sexy and I desperately wanted to fuck the bitch.

Claire sprawled naked on the bed as her young lover squeezed and suckled on her big juicy tits, looking for all the world like a kid in a toyshop. There was no doubt Claire was turned on, her pale freckled breasts were flushed with excitement and her furry pussy glistened with cooze as Gavin sucked and chewed on her tumescent nipples. Stopping his frenzied tit-sucking for a moment, Gavin pulled off his tee-shirt and stood infront of Claire as she fumbled with his belt and fly. His jeans were down in a jiffy and Claire began to stroke the outline of his hard cock through his Calvins. Gavin certainly looked no older than his eighteen years.

His body was still scrawnily boyish, although he had obviously been working out to put some muscle on his shoulders and upper arms. His chest was hairless. Claire kissed his rippling flat belly, poking her tongue into his navel as she took hold of the side of his underpants and pulled them down. As the waistband slipped below his cock his boner sprang upwards and slapped Claire's chin. She immediately took it into her mouth and began to fellate the startled teenager with an expertise that most men could only dream of. His cock wasn't enormously thick, but it was long, and Claire was having absolutely no problem at all taking every last inch of this virgin length into her greedily sucking mouth. Ross began his stage directions once more.

"That's it Claire, suck on that big dick, give the lad a blow-job to remember," he cajoled, his voice trembling with excitement and lust. "Told you he was a big-dicked little bastard didn't I? Takes after his big brother . . ." Ross switched to giving directions to his younger brother, "That's it Gav, fuck her mouth, make her swallow it."

Gavin soon got into the swing of things, holding Claire's face and ramming his dick into her mouth, fucking her face, his slim thighs slapping against her breasts. Suddenly his pistoning prick slipped from her mouth and Claire gasped for air. Clearly no stranger to the genre of the gonzo porn movie Gavin slapped her across the face with his boner before shoving it into her gob once more and resuming his savage thrusting. A few minutes later Claire managed to disengage her mouth from Gavin's prick just long enough to pant, "I want you to fuck my tits."

Claire lay on the bed, her long red hair spilling across the pillows, and Gavin straddled her belly pressing his rock hard erection into her cleavage. Claire pressed her jugs around his slippery rod and he began to hump them. First of all the camera was behind Gavin, so I could only see his tight buttocks clenching as he drove his prick between Claire's hefty mams, but then Ross brought the camera around to the side for a close-up shot. Claire was squeezing her tits together and managing to pinch her nipples at the same time, presumably deriving as much pleasure as possible from an activity that I imagine doesn't do a great deal for the passive partner. Her mouth hung open sluttishly, as if she was expecting a mouthful of hot spunk any moment.

"Fuck me, that looks beautiful," Ross observed, "You've got the lushest fucking norks I've ever seen. Make him come with your tits baby."

"I . . . ugh . . . aaah . . . don't . . . agh . . . want . . . to come!" Gavin managed to croak as he rogered Claire's bountiful bosom.

"Don't worry Gavin," Claire reassured him, "The sooner you shoot that big load all over me the sooner I can get you big and hard again. And the sooner you're hard again the sooner you can shove that big cock up my fanny and give me a proper fucking."

"Oh fuck yes." That suggestion obviously met with Gavin's approval. Claire meanwhile kept up her monologue of sexy talk, obviously trying to make her teenage tit-fucker come as quickly as possible.

"Mmmmm, I love that Gavin; your big hard prick between my horny boobs, giving them a good fucking. Yeh, really fuck them hard, shag my big tits and come for me. I want to taste your jism, filling my mouth, sliding down my throat. Oh yeh, give me that big load. I bet no-one's ever let you come in their mouth before have they?"

"No."

"Well, I'm going to let you. Let you shoot all that lovely spunk down my throat, then make you hard again so you can satisfy my hungry pussy. You want my pussy Gavin?"

"Oh yes Miss Stephenson, . . . er . . . I mean . . .yes Claire."

Why had he called her 'Miss Stephenson'? Suddenly it dawned on me: the riding gear, everything made sense. I remembered Emma telling me that Claire had had an affair a year ago with the stable hand at her riding club, joking that she was more interested in 'riding Ross' than riding horses. The cameraman was obviously the same Ross, and Gavin must have known her from the stables, hence the formal manner of address. The lucky little fucker!

Just imagine - it's every schoolboy's wank fantasy - the horny looking posh redhead who you've seen looking as sexy as fuck in her jods and riding boots, whose tits you've ogled and whose shapely bottom you've salivated over, turns out to be not only being boned by your big brother but also a foul-mouthed nymphomaniac slut who's more than happy to spread her legs to celebrate your coming of age. I concluded that young Gavin had done damned well to have got this far without shooting his spadge all over Claire's slutty naked body. And judging by Claire's dirty fuck-talk and Gavin's frantic humping of her melons, he wasn't going to be able to hold off much longer.

"Mmmm, I can't wait to feel that big stiff cock in my pussy, making me come," Claire panted, her enormous bristols being pummelled by Gav's big teen cock, "Oh yeh, a big fat rod up my CUNT! Tell me how much you want my cunt Gavin . . ."

"I want it," he gasped.

"Oh Gavin, I really you want to fuck my horny ginger cunt with your big hard dick. I need to come so bad. If you make me come then I'll let you take me up the arse as well; let you slide your big slippery dong up my tight little shithole and give me a good buggering." It must have been this tantalising offer of anal sex that tipped young Gavin over the edge because no sooner has Claire's sexy mouth uttered the obscenity "shithole" Gavin hips began to buck and he immediately pulled himself forward, squatted over Claire's beautiful face and aimed his cock at her open mouth.

The first spurt of thick jism splashed onto her face, then the next few squirted into her mouth. I could see Gavin's dark puckered arsehole clenching between his firm buns in time with his ejaculations, all of which Claire noisily swallowed before taking his cock into her mouth and sucking the last ooze of jism from his big bollocks.

Now it was time for her to fulfil her promise to get him hard again. Giving Gavin's flaccid cock a final lick Claire told him to kneel on all fours and await his treat. Putting his face on the pillow, Gavin thrust his tight butt into the air and Claire knelt naked behind him. I had a feeling I knew what was coming. Sure enough Claire gripped his smooth, muscled buttocks and pressed her face between them. Gavin gasped audibly as Claire's tongue made contact with the sensitive puckered flesh of his arsehole. It was obviously a new experience for him.

"Fucking hell!" was Ross's typically articulate reaction to the situation. "You dirty fucking bitch Claire - you are one twisted little slut. I've never met any bitch before who gets off on licking dirty shitholes like you do. Feel good Gav?"

"Christ yeh! Fuckin' awesome." replied Ross's younger brother, his cock fully erect again now.

Gavin reached behind to spread his buttocks to give Claire better access to his puckering hole Moaning, he thrust his hips back onto Claire's mouth, swooning with ecstasy as he felt her tongue jab into his bunghole. I wondered how many teenage boys had been rimmed by a woman almost ten years older. Not many I was sure. Gavin, obviously relishing Claire's oral attention, ground his tight shithole onto her invading tongue, moaning with lust. Then, planting a slurpy kiss on Gavin's wet arsehole, Claire announced that it was her turn.

"There," she said, "Got you hard like I promised. Now it's my turn to have a hot wet tongue up me."

Kneeling on the bed with Gavin, Claire stroked his throbbing hardon. Gavin's hands again found her tits and he started to toy with her erect nipples. Lying back on the bed, Claire spread her long legs and offered her hairy pussy to Gavin. Running her fingers through her curly red bush, she parted the fleshy lips of her clam, waiting for Gavin's tongue to begin its work.

"Come and lick my fanny Gavin, taste how wet I am," she begged. Gavin pressed his face to her sopping gash and began to eat her.

"That's right mate," Ross started giving stage directions again. "Just run your tongue up and down her flaps, get her good and wet. Wet little bitch isn't she?" Gavin could only grunt in agreement, his busy tongue slurping lewdly in Claire's slippery pussy. I fast forwarded the tape, eager to watch some actual fucking. I resumed play again when Claire got on all fours in front of Gavin, his hard cock poised inches from her dripping snatch.

"If you want to shag my bum, you'll have to get that wet too," she told him mischievously.

Gavin hesitated for no more than a few seconds, perhaps recalling with what gusto Claire had rimmed his arsehole, and he leaned forward to kiss her bare anus.

"Hang on a minute!" yelled Ross, "I want to get a shot of that beautiful butthole in close-up. Oh yes, you fucking beautiful bitch. You arse would give a dead man a stonk-on." I could only agree as I saw Claire's shapely white bottom fill the TV screen. Between the large ivory orbs of her buttocks I could see her pinky-brown pucker, clenching deliciously as she put on a show for the camera.

"All yours, mate," Ross said as the camera panned out again, "lick her where she shits!" Gavin began tonguing Claire's brown-eye, slurping on her tasty shithole.

"Mmmm, I love men kissing my bottom," cooed Claire, "it feels so dirty, so naughty. That's it Gavin, make my little pooper nice and wet for your cock." The reminder of the sodomy that Claire had already promised seemed to spur Gavin on to an even more frenzied tonguing of her arsehole, noising swirling his tongue over her rubbery shit-ring, trying to poke it into her backside. Then after several minutes of this oral worship Claire yelled out for him to fuck her. In a jiffy Gavin was up and kneeling behind her. Grabbing her hips, he thrust his prick into Claire's quim and started shagging her.

"Oh God yessss!" she squealed, "That's so fucking good. Fuck me hard you horny little bastard, fuck me like a dog and make me come."

"Congratulations mate!" chimed in Ross, "Virgin no longer!" Gavin gave a self-satisfied smirk to acknowledge his triumph and continued rogering Claire. Claire reached over to the bedside table and picked up a buttplug, the same buttplug (I assumed) that was at that very moment lodged in my own arse. She licked it seductively then sucked it like a cock. When it was glistening with her saliva she handed it to Gavin.

"Shove it up my bum while you shag me," she instructed, "Get my shithole loosened up for your dick."

Gavin's eyes lit up with renewed lust as he took the buttplug from her and he spat on her arsehole, betraying yet more familiarity with a certain genre of porn movie. Continuing to thrust his young tool in and out of Claire's sopping ginger fanny, he steadily worked the rubber toy into her turd-hole until it was completely buried inside her greedy bottom.

"You like that don't you bitch?" growled Gavin, slapping Claire's left buttock leaving it reddened and wobbling. He was getting into his new role as an ex-virgin. No longer the shy, inexperienced college student; now he was in control of the situation, using Claire like his personal fucktoy.

"I love it," Claire gasped, slamming her syrupy cunt onto Gavin's prick "I love being fucked; fucked like a dirty slut."

"That's 'cos you are a slut," he spat, slapping her pillowy arse again. He removed the buttplug from her shitter and held it in front of her face. "Taste your arse on this." Claire licked the buttplug eagerly before it was replaced in her clenching behind.

"Bugger me," she groaned softly.

"What?" Gavin asked.

"You heard," she said, more forcefully now, "I want you to bugger me; fuck my shitter; pack my fudge. I don't care what you call it, just shove that dick up my arse."

Gavin removed the buttplug from her arse and his prick from her spasming cunt and pressed his shiny bell-end against the pouting rim of her anus. Slowly he began to work his turgid rod into her back-passage, his face a picture of concentration as he forced more and more of his shaft into her hot bottom.

"Fuck yourself on my dick," he spoke to her as if it were him doing her the favour now; and from the look of ecstasy on Claire's face, perhaps he was tight. Claire slowly pushed her big, round bottom onto Gavin's cock, taking more and more of it into her rectum until she was fully impaled. After pausing to allow her sphincters time to adjust to the juicy prick in her arse, Claire began to fuck herself hard, faster and faster, until she was really ramming her tender bottom back onto Gavin's motionless prick, her big teats bouncing wildly on her chest. Then, seizing her hips, Gavin started to thrust into her, buggering her with deep strokes.

"Does that feel good, you horny little bitch?" he taunted her,"Having your dirty shithole packed with my meat?"

"Oh it feels great Gavin. Do you like fucking my naughty bum?"