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shavenlittleslut

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It was 8 o'clock on Friday night, I had showered, dried my long brown hair, shaved my legs and pussy silky smooth and put on my make-up. I wanted to wear my favourite black mini skirt and black high heels with a tight red bustier which accentuated my slim waist and fantastic breasts and shoulders. I had been sunbathing in the back garden earlier and left my body lotion outside. I had my red top in my hand and black heels but was naked.

I popped out the back door and walked the 2 metres over to the sun lounger. As I bent down to pick up the scented oil I heard a familiar sound.

The door had closed and locked behind me. I raced up to the door pleading with it not to be so. I tugged on the handle in vain, knowing it was pointless.

After 5 minutes of sitting in disbelief at the situation I was in, I decided to try and climb in through a window. I managed to get half way in, my big breasts dangling in the kitchen sink as I made it through the very small gap.

1 hour and a very sore middle later, I had to accept that I was now stuck. Bare bottom sticking out of the window with a pair of expensive heels dangling off my thrashing legs. Most of the oil now dripped between my ass cheeks as I had used to make me slippery enough to queeze through. I had to hope I would be discovered soon and rescued......
 
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The mailman

OOC: I'm happy to be your first caller if you're interested - and in that position it could be the first of many.

IC: Last house on the run at the end of a tiring day. It started bad, getting up at 12 noon, still hung over from a night's drinking. Bill Meadows was looking forward to getting back home at last. He had a couple of new porno tapes waiting, and after that bitch at number 57 had reamed him out for the way one of her magazines got torn in her mailbox, he felt like some serious relief.

He dropped the mail into the box and turned to walk away. Then he spun on his heels. He must have been tired not to notice what was hanging out of the kitchen window at the side of the house. A beautiful and naked ass, legs wiggling their high-class shoes in a desperate attempt to get free. If not for the cover of the surrounding trees in the garden, the oil covering ass and legs would make them shine.

Bill approached, grinning. "Evening, ma'am?" he said. "This some new kind of exercise you're doing?"
 
Stalker

OOC: I dont know if you want this kind of character if not just say so.

IC: Watching her all day from sunning herself to washing and shaving was incredible enough now i see her stuck in a window with the mailman coming up talking to her...i have to wait untill she is alone then i will take her...
 
I love the idea of having a stalker and I would like as many people as possible to see me and use me in this position

The mailman approached me and I decided to try and not seem embarassed about the view he had of me. "Hi there, as you can see I'm in a bit of bother, could you try and push me through the window? I promise you it's my house, I'm not a naked burglar!" I was laughing now in an attempt to cover up how deeply humiliated I felt.

The postman introduced himself as Bill, and placed a hand on my smooth backside. "You're totally trapped are you honey? Can't get in, can't get out. Naked ass sticking out of the window all oiled and shaved, I think you were hoping to caught like this"

Oh my god, he thought I was some pervert. "No!" I tried to explain what I had been doing but Bill kept on running his hands up and down my legs and ass.

He spread my legs open and roughly shoved a finger in my cunt. I was soaking wet and moaned when he entered me. Despite myself, I wiggled on his finger and spread my legs wider.
 
stalker

I watched as the mail man slid a finger into her and at that one second i wanted to kill him just to have her all to myself, but i cant do that so i just watch....watch and wait for the perfect time to take her as my own...
 
Bill Stickers, Mailman

Bill was enjoying himself. This was far better than a porno tape any day. And to think he'd been on the job for 30 years before he'd found a woman trapped like this. He added a second and third finger to the woman's snatch as he continued to reflect on his long career. 30 years. He was due to retire soon. Oh there'd been some horny housewifes, of course, but nothing as hot as this little slut.

He saw a movement in the house next door out of the corner of his eye. Casting a glance behind him, he grinned. "You and your neighbor good friends are you? I hope so, cos he's watching right now. What say we give him a better view?"

With that, Bill stepped to the side and used two fingers to slowly spread the woman's pussy lips as far apart as possible.
 
Jeremy Dennison

Late as always, I thought. She was supposed to meet me at the club, but hey, you know how women were. Too caught up in being pretty, and she was plenty pretty enough without trying.
I parked along the street, looking at my watch.
9:17 pm?
What the hell could she have been up to?I shut off the engine of the Cavalier and jumped out heading to the front door.
I knocked three times, waited almost a minute, then kocked three more times louder.
When she didn't answer, I looked over at the driveway, seeing her Jeep sitting on the driving pad. Something didn't seem right.I checked in the porch light for the spare key she usually kept there, then remembered I'd had it in my jacket pocket and hadn't given it back yet. Had merely slipped my mind last time we went out, when she'd used it to unlock the door and handed me the key to hold for just then.
Alcohol will do that to your memory.
I let myself in, shouting her name as I entered. Then stopped short when I heard a sound coming from the kitchen.
I wandered over that way, my eyes growing wide when I saw her hanging half in the window, half outside.
I stared, wide-eyed, at her swaying breasts as they dangled over the sink.
"Honey?" I asked. "WHat's going on?"

OOC: if this isn't where you want to go, let me know. Or if you have enough players.
 
I was sobbing with a mixture of humiliation and arousal as Bill probed my cunt and pushed a persistant finger against my ass hole. I was so happy when I heard James knock and then come into the kitchen. We had been dating 3 weeks and things were going well, he was a bit more perverted than I was used to. I had shaved my cunt at his request.

James stood and stared at me, "James, help me" I sobbed. James walked over to the back door and stepped outside. "Hello" he addressed Bill. Bill stopped what he was doing and went to back away from the bare bottom he had been invading. "Carry on mate, I'll have her mouth"
 
Stalker

Great now there are 2 of them I think to myself...her boyfriend and the mailman. I feel anger welling up inside me that the boyfriend showed up.

"He dont know how to treat her like she needs to be treated" I whisper to myself hoping that they dont hear me.

So still I sit in the shadows waiting for the right time..waiting...
 
Bill Stickers, Mailman

Now that was unexpected. Bill had thought he was in trouble to begin with, but now he guessed not. Hell - she couldn't even bring a rape charge now. He had someone to back him up. They were in the pub together or something, anything. Heh.

He gave another glace towards the neighbors house where the guy was still staring at them. He looked pissed. Hell, maybe he wanted in on the action too. Bill waved to him and turned back to the hungry whore before him. He stuffed first one, then two fingers into her cunt. God she was wet. And now, she was wet enough to take more.

Slowly he removed his hand, then bunched fingers and thumb into a rough cone. Finally he began to push them inexorably into her until his whole hand was swallowed. The cry from inside was rapidly muffled by whatever her boyfriend was doing.
 
James had unzipped is pants and was rubbing himself against my face and lips. "James" I screamed "WHat are you doing? NO! he has his fist in my cunt, please help me, for god's sake please don't do this"

James pushed my head onto his cock and I felt the probing in my arsehole intensify. A feeling of fullness overcame me as his entire fist slid into my soaking cunt. I sucked deeper and deeper, my breasts dangling in the cold water of the sink. Bill began to squeeze and spank my ass as my cunt spasmed on his hand. James fucked my mouth hard and roughly and I choked and gurgled.

I was enjoying myself immensley and the river of cunt juice was no doubt giving that away.
 
Bill Stickers, Mailman

His arm was covered in the slut's juices. This sick little pervert was getting off on being molested by a complete stranger while her boyfriend... did what? Fucked her mouth probably. He began to clench and unclench his fist in her pussy, feeling the walls being forced to swell and contract around his hand. Then he began to pump his hand in and out of her, fucking her with something thicker than any cock she could have taken, something knobbly with his calloused knuckles.

He turned back towards the neighbors house again. "Hey man, you should come over here and try some of this for yourself," he called - an innocent phrase to anyone who heard it on the street, but obvious to the neighbor.
 
James (okay, I give in...we'll call him James)

Crawling up in the sink was a bitch, and my knees were getting sore from their caps supporting my weight against the porcelain frame as I pumped in and out of her mouth, not going too deep, but plenty deep enough to get a gurgling response from her. She hadn't seemed to mind it rough on the others occasions we'd been together, though this was clearly a new experience for both of us. And I would have put a stop to it on the spot if she had shown even one real regret; a tear, a bit of panic. But she showed none of these things.
In fact, she was whimpering inspite of my cock being placed in her mouth, and had she really disliked the treatment, it wasn't like she wouldn't have bitten down on me.
Instead, she sucked harder than she had on any of the other occasions she'd given me head, slurping away, even moving her head down my shaft to meet my forward thrusts.
"Suck it harder, Honey," i gasped, "And if you really impress me, I might help you out of the window, and maybe invite the mailman in for a cup of coffee."
I didn't let her respond, but drove my cock deeper into her mouth, until her bottom lips nearly found my scrotum, and she gagged. I pulled out of her mouth, letting her cough and catch her breath, thick streams of mucous and spit from her throat dangling between my cock and her lips. Once she taken a quick breatha nd not hacked again, I pressed her head down again and went back to town, pumping between her lips, feeling the vibration of her whimpers in response to the mailman's activities outside.
 
I was coughing and spluttering on the cock that was half way down my throat, having my cunt stretched by a massive fist and I was moaning like a whore. I couldn't believe i was enjoying this, what sort of slut was I?

I wanted to taste cum, have it rubbed all over me and sucked as hard as I could desperate for a taste of it. Bill's fist was driving me insane and I came as he opened me once more, nearly passing out with the intensity. My nipples felt like they were on fire, the cold water in the sink combined with the intense sexual pleasure I was experiencing was making them grow to twice their usual aroused size.

I wanted a cock in every hole, I wanted to be fucked like a bitch and slapped and have every nasty thing imaginable done to me. I tickled around James balls with my free hands, letting one finger press gently at his anus, waiting to know if I should proceed. "Bill" I gasped in between throatfuls of cock "fuck my nasty little cunt"
 
James

I flinched as I felt her finger press against my anus. Then pushed her hand away. I was pretty experimental, but not ready for any penetration in that area.
She was moaning, and whimpering, and begging the mailman to fuck her, something that I would have guessed would make me angry, but instead aroused me more somehow.
I gripped her face tighter, pressing myself all the way in now, feeling her throat clench, then retract as she nearly spewed in reaction. I drew out, giving her only a second to relax her throat again before driving in a second time, this time with her managing to take it without heaving. I pressed it in and held it there, letting her throat close around the head as she sucked on it, then pulling out and returning to my original pace, only pressing two thirds of the way in and thrusting fast.
"When I come," I panted. "I want you to swallow every drop. You hear me sweetie?"
 
Bill Stickers, Mailman

Bill pulled his hand back suddenly, and listened with excitement to the sound of succulent suction from her pussy. He glanced to the side and saw what looked like a very sturdy step ladder - tall enough to let fuck her. Seconds later he had placed it behind her and climbed to the top. He stared at her succulent ass, waggling excitingly before him. Now... he had a choice. He released his cock as he positioned himself between her legs.

"I don't really think your boyfriend there wants anyone to fuck you, sweetheart," he said with a smirk. "You might get pregnant."

Rather than pull back, however, he simply positioned himself against her asshole and pushed forwards. With the cum coating the top of her thighs, and the slippery suncream, her anal sphincter could offer only limited resistance. He pushed in firmly and sighed at how tight she was.

"Loverboy never fucked your ass before?"
 
Stalker

I watch from the shadows as the mailman and the boyfriend are having their way with her. I see the mailman slide himself into her asshole. This is making me so hot, i think to myself. But i will wait untill she is ripe for the picking...
 
having my ass and mouth fucked was wonderful and Ifelt like I was going to explode. They were plunging so deep into me, violating me giving me an exquisite feeling of pleasure and pain. I wanted my pussy filled too, to feel all 3 holes at once.
 
Bill Stickers, Mailman

A similar thought was occurring to Bill at the same time. He had once had sex with a woman, fucking he ass while someone else claimed her vagina. It was amazing to feel someone else filling her at the same time. Unfortunately, the neighbor seemed to be completely ignoring his repeated signals to come join them.

Then he saw a possible replacement. Someone had left a trowel on the window sill. Its handle was about 9 inches long, and had a hand-grip softly moulded into it to aid in gripping. Most importantly of all, its handle was cleam. Bill reached down and took hold of it. Then he guided the handle into her pussy and began to gently move it back and forth, feeling the ridges against his cock through her body.
 
James

I was fighting it every second by then. I could feel her throat vibrate she moaned as the mailman pressed the trowel handle into her, though i couldn't begin to guess that that was what was actually going on. Though the window, I could barely make out the man's face, given the light in the house and the lack of it outside (the porchlight out back was nowhere near as bright as her kitchen light was). I had given up entirely on letting her do the work. I was holding her by the back of her head, tightly, not letting her so much as tilt it, and thrusting into her mouth, making her nearly gag before I'd pull out again.
I felt as though my cock would explode in mere seconds,but I fouhgt the sensation off, wanting to prolong the excitement as long as I could.
 
Stalker

I watched as the mail man put the trowel into her pussy. There were being rough to her. But they were not treating her like she wanted, only I could do that. Only I could treat her like the true slut that she is, but I would have to wait untill the right time...
 
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