Tramps (July 2011)
I had gone straight to my sister’s house rather than go home as she was going to supply any clothing I needed that Friday evening. I was already ‘hot to trot’ as until I arrived I had been wearing a chastity device since Monday morning per her instructions. This whole thing had started with a dare etc as usual, but it was also added to something I wanted to try, it had started as a fantasy of mine, and that was to be dominated by my younger sister. We went to this house which was a squat, used by these ‘down and outs’ or tramps on several occasions from 2010 t0 2012. She nearly always took the dominant role. This visit was in 2011 and was maybe the best one for me and her.
Of course, she knew I was submitting to her friend John and I had witnessed John dominating her, which was very exciting and arousing. I knew she was ‘switch’ as they say, and she had dominated a few men and as a submissive she’d been taken to levels as yet I hadn’t. My fantasy involved her pushing me to levels beyond my previous experiences.
Standing in her lounge just before we left, we looked each other up and down. Paul, her husband looked us both over, lust written in his eyes. He’d have to wait till later. We had both come down stairs some 10 minutes ago, to let him get his eyeful. I was also aware that with the warm weather the doors of the rooms were open and their kids were around the house, at my previous visits my sister seemed unfazed by the possibility of either of us being seen. But at each further visit, she had openly displayed more of my naked body to both her sons, the first time they would have been aged 11 & 8.
That evening in July 2011 Anita looked stunningly gorgeous; I just hope I came a little way to match her. She was wearing black patent leather knee high boots with very high stiletto heels, black seamed stockings held by a wide black leather suspender belts straps, framing her exposed and trimmed pussy, those sexy straps attached to a black leather basque which left her breasts exposed but supported. A leather micro mini skirt so short! The skirt hem came nowhere near the lacy tops of the stockings, so the individual suspender straps were on view, which the guys said was very sexy, It left a large area of 4” or 5” of white thigh flesh on view, from the back that skirt barely covered her butt cheeks. Finally a leather choker around her neck. Her long blonde hair was held in a bun on the top of her head. Her nipples were already puffed up and swollen, then again so were mine. Tucked into her right boot was a short, leather riding crop.
I was wearing black stockings with suspender belt and my red high stiletto 5” heels; on my breasts was a quarter cup black leather bondage bra, like hers leaving 80% of my breasts bare, but tucked inside the bra was a pad of thin pins pushing into my breast flesh. That was it! My pussy was totally shaven in those days.
Anita could not resist touching and pulling my nipples to make them even harder and more erect. And then placed a segregated clamp on each nipple, they bit down hard into my swollen areolas. More so when she placed a heavy lead weight on a chain to each clamp, more so they pulled the pins in the bondage bra fully into my flesh. She then applied crocodile clamps to my labia with some lead weights which were penis shaped and pulled at them.
When my nephews came in almost behind her, and with Paul, her husband were all watching with rapt attention as she adorned my body with these trinkets. This time and for the first time instead of feeling slightly embarrassed by my nephew’s eyes on my naked parts I felt arousal. Their eyes seemed to pay more attention to me, rather than their mum as me, but then again I had exposed pussy and nipples, but it made me wonder how often they saw their mum like this.
As we left for our meeting she had a grin.
‘You enjoyed that didn’t you? I said as the car got underway.
“Yes, but maybe you did as well” she responded. She was right and knew it. “Come on you’ve let your boys see you in even less” she was referring to my ‘walks’ to Ben’s house.
“Okay” She said “how about next time we visit the (tramps) house, I go subbie to you (we’d done a couple of those; but I preferred to be subbie) and we reverse who wears these outfits” I was surprised at how wet that remark made me in the next few weeks, every time I pictured her wearing that non-existent outfit as I had that evening but in my house with my boys in the same room. However the next session we had to be at her house but as good as her word we switched roles, but with her boys watching I placed nipple clamps on her, followed by a small lead weight on each just to pull them right onto the pins of the bra. I felt so hot doing that to her in front of them and she didn’t seem at all fazed.
This was all repeated within 3 weeks with me again as the subbie and she did all the same to me, but also added clamps and weight to my labia. During the fitting of which she was spreading my pussy open, feeling how wet I was. In my mind I was thinking to myself ‘okay next time, I’ll get your boys to attach that same stuff to you’
That session was in late 2011 and turned out to be the last one as they were busted a few weeks later. But it was one of the hardest sessions of domination my sister had applied to me at that time. It was like we were both so hot, that I could take almost anything she wanted to do to me. When I wrote about the tramps originally I said it was a combination of several sessions, this last session was all of that plus then some more.
Soon after that the house was raided and closed down, so I never got that chance to put Anita to that task of being dressed in my house so openly like that.
It was just after 9pm but still warm and twilight descending. It was getting closer to my start time and challenge, and I couldn’t hide the growing anticipation and excitement building in me. As she started the car she slipped a finger to my pussy, I was embarrassingly wet, ‘don’t make too much of a wet patch’ she said.
‘You had them waiting there’ I stated referring to her boys; Anita looked at me and laughed ‘of course, Paul and I said they don’t see enough of you these days’.
She drove on for about 20 minutes going into a part of Reading that I’d never been too – a decrepit area of housing, for the first time my nerves were starting to kick in. Anyone looking at her car could see my naked breasts, not that there were many souls around. Those that were, I noted were black and Asian youths.
She pulled up in a 1930’s style terraced street outside a house that if possible was worse than the rest, semi boarded up with broken windows. There was no front garden.
Anita was out the car and just pushed on the front door and it opened. She turned to see me nervously coming round the car and grabbed me by the chains attached to my nipples and pulled me into the house by them. Inside it was the smell that hit me first – sweat and garbage, we walked on the hallway past what passed as a kitchen. Dishes and left over food was piled high. We walked into the lounge, it wasn’t much better, but here were the guys responsible for the squalor. Six pairs of eyes lit up as they got the first glimpse of me. Discarded beer cans and bottles were cast around as were take-out containers. The men were seated in soft chairs that had definitely seen much better days; I tried my best to avoid eye contact. Anita was greeting the guys, I just stood there.
Anita now removed her leather coat and lifted the micro skirt right off me leaving the clamps, stockings and heels only. There were murmurs of delight and approval from the 6 men. I knew I was the main course, but my sister was there to help and be used as well. I knew she’d been here on about 4 visits with her friend and his wife plus 3 visits as the sole woman, brought by a kinky friend of hers. Her friend had apparent brought his own wife here and had done so fairly regularly – Having become a bit bored of seeing his own wife gang fucked he’d invited my sister to accompany them both and join in the fun.
‘Say hallo, properly’ Anita told me. I knew what I had to do. It took about 5 or 6 minutes to give each man a proper kiss, opening my mouth letting his tongue roll into mine. Each one had foul breath and the body odour was ranking and with the temperature of lust rising in their body, each one seemed worse than the last.
She already explained that we’d have to start things going. Now we faced each other and she pulled me into a kiss, I was relieved that thing had started and we played with each other’s tongues making sure that our mouth s were open so the guys could see. After a few minutes during which my arousal had picked up again, she guided my mouth onto her breasts, one at a time, to suck on her already swollen nipples. I was aware out of the corner of my eye that zips were being undone and cocks pulled from pants to be stoked slowly into hardness as they watched us.
As planned by her I now sank onto my knees in front of her as she spread her legs to allow me to lick her pussy. I could smell and see her arousal as there were definitely trickles of juice on her inner thighs; I guess mine was the same at this point.
Some 30 months earlier watched by our respective husbands and two male friends of hers, she had eaten my pussy for the very first time. As she went down on me, she blew softly up and down my labia, parting my lips with her fingers, I’d already been fucked to orgasm at least twice – by her husband, and one of the men so I had a good cream pie in me, feeling her hot breath on my pussy prolonged the exquisite agony of having my younger sister lick me, and when her tongue ran over my clit – its first contact, I shuddered to yet another climax. She then proceeded to give me a master class of how to eat pussy and arsehole. I’d been licked by other women – not many, but a few by then and Anita really knew how to do it, she had me popping off as she licked and cleaned me. Finally with me so relaxed and so aroused I must have been leaking juices, she fisted my pussy, my first fisting, she did it so easily. Oh God she drove me wild pushing her hand in then fisting it to pull away, using a finger to open my cervix. When it was my turn to return the favour, I felt like a novice, clumsy and ham fisted. But over the following months she’d taught me well. But both guys and women say she is the best at giving oral sex.
As I gently blew on her labia and used my fingers to part her lips, I saw it for the first time. She hadn’t warned me at all, she’d previously told me a couple of her lovers had done it to her; she’d loved it, but she had said that ultimately having a woman do it would be superb. As I opened her labia lips the little white string once hidden by her lips, now fell clear, the tampon held in place still, I felt her shudder; she was so aroused, just like I was that first time. Had been any women other than my sister that first time I may not have managed it, but I leant in and picked the string with my teeth and slowly pulled. Her tampon was bloodied for about ¾’s of its length, it had been in a while. She had already warned me that she’d start with showing them me drinking her piss and I was to let them see the piss stream when it came out, but now I pulled her tampon out and let them clearly see me take it into my mouth. I heard a few grunts of approval from the men and then started licking at sucking on her pussy. The extra tang was assaulting my tongue but I was turned on by what I was doing.
As I lapped at her sexual and menstrual juices, someone had brought forth a hard wooden chair which she sat down on, her bottom off the front edge. I still had her bloodied tampon in my mouth when her piss started. It was a drenching stream of hot salty pee, which I struggled to swallow down and on one gulp the tampon followed down. Now the guys were crowding around us and touching my bum and feeling my wetness, fingers were thrust into my arsehole and my pussy. I looked up and saw that Anita was sucking cock, a guy was standing either side of her, head and she sucked once whilst her hands played with the other and then she’d switch back.
It was at that moment seeing her giving head like that, that I realised that these guys were not going to be using condoms tonight! Just as that thought hit me I felt the first cock slide into my pussy, I couldn’t see who it belonged to, but it felt big, and went in just so easily on my juices, he must had felt as if I’d already been shagged. As her piss torrent slowed, I felt a splatter on the top of my head, one of the cocks at her mouth was now openly pissing down her throat.
Seeing she’d finished her pee I was now pulled away and now felt another cock entering my arse, and two further cocks were presented at my mouth for attention.
Ugggghhhh! The taste of each was awful, stale urine and an unwashed cock, with cock cheese behind the foreskin rim on both. Almost exactly what I expected and I felt yet another lust surge as I sucked each one. I was beyond shame or control now I was just sucking and tasting, I don’t know how good my technique was for the two in my mouth but they both came off pretty quickly, one after the other, holding my head as each spurted making sure that it was going down my throat.
By now having overcome their initial silence, the room was filled with coarse words and swearing, most of it I think complimentary in its tone, but none the less for that. Somebody had put some music CD’s on and I became aware of ‘Barry White’ type stuff being played.
The next two hours became a blur, as I knew it beforehand most of the action centred on me my arse, my cunt and my mouth, I had seen 6 guys when I walked in but unknown another two men had been in the house and joined in as well. It was also rough sex, cocks were rammed into me, my tits were squeezed and bitten. The guys were also pissing down my throat; most of it I managed to swallow, not that the dribbles that spilt out were going to ruin their carpet anyway. I was very aware that a number of cocks that had been up my arse were pushed into my mouth straight afterwards, there was three guys in particular who were staying hard and moving from cock from mine or my sister’s pussy to my or her arse and finally into my mouth, getting stickier each time.
My sister had also sucked cocks and fucked as well and I’d seen at least 2 maybe 3 guys piss down her throat, which probably meant the other had pissed down my throat, and I was beginning to feel the need to piss myself, but knew that wasn’t going to happen. The frenetic action was beginning to abate and most of the guys had already ‘cum off’ 3 or maybe more times into one of us.
Once again she pulled me forward by the nipple chains, to eat her pussy especially the cum dumped in her, the cream was leaking out and I set to. My husband had always said that guys love to watch a woman eat another’s cunt out, more so when its sister’s and even more so if it’s full of cum. I knew if I could get the guys hard again I’d get some more sex action. It certainly upped my arousal levels again licking at her and drinking that gooey cum in my throat. I suddenly realised what my husband had enjoyed many times in this position between my legs and he’d always got hard again. It also fired me up in that my sister had told me a month earlier that she was off the pill for a spell, and had emphasised to me before that these guys would only accept ‘bareback’ action and she’s said she was taking no other precautions to-night, when she told me I had a strong flash of a turn on at the concept of her getting ‘knocked up’. As she said to-night I’d have to eat her really well!
I heard some mutterings of encouragement from the men and felt Anita responding to me tongue. We moved positions so that she was now squatting over my head and I got on my back and tilted my head up just as a large glob of her cum and menstrual slime started to drip.
The smell of her sweat had gotten stronger, and her thighs and lower belly were wet with it. I eagerly opened my mouth, letting the glob of bloody cunt juice drool into my mouth. I touched my clit just as the fluid touched my tongue and that was all it took to make me have an orgasm. I swallowed, then eagerly pressed my mouth against her slick opening for more. I sucked, hard, and was rewarded with a mouthful of her precious blood as her tunnel contracted from the stimulation. I came again, imagining sharing her own menstrual blood with her in a kiss.
I couldn’t stop. I licked and sucked, feeling her shudder every time my tongue touched her clit. It was larger than I’d ever seen it, and that is saying something. The organ was hard and swollen, red and angry. Her entire body stiffened as I finally turned my attentions to it, sucking it between my lips. Flicking my tongue over it wasn’t enough for me. Something in me cried out to close my teeth on this, her most sensitive bit of anatomy. So I did, capturing it between my front teeth. Her hips had too much range of motion, even if her upper body had none, and it was hard to keep her in place. The sensitive bit of flesh slid out from between my teeth, and she shrieked as it scraped across them. I hadn’t been expecting her to move, and my jaw was putting a lot of pressure on her. To my utter surprise, I felt a slash of wetness coat my tits and saw her entire body shuddering and jets of liquid squirting from her pussy. Naturally, I thought it was piss, but it wasn’t — not that I knew (or cared) right then.
I heard one guy say ‘I fucked her arsehole — eat that out you fucking slut”
Without a second thought, mainly as I had almost cleaned her up completely I slipped my mouth down to her arse. With my hands I pulled her cheeks apart to get my mouth in closer. I licked her pink pucker; then pushed my tongue into it. She didn’t resist and I kept pressing until my very long tongue was buried as far as I could get it in her arsehole. I could hear her groan in delight. I was far enough in that I could taste her shit and the filthy act made her moan more.
Then it just popped into my mouth, maybe she didn’t intend it to, maybe I did, but I had a lump of her shit on my tongue, not bean sized, but more gherkin sized. Spit drooled out of my mouth. The taste of her shit got stronger as it melted on my hot saliva, but I was so lost in the moment, I didn’t care and kept tongue fucking and sucking her arsehole. Her poo lump dissolved in my mouth and I swallowed the juices down. I couldn’t believe how good and sexy that felt.
Then the call of her sloppy cunt became too strong and I slid below again and she mashed her pussy onto my mouth and lips to gain her sexual release. She squirted again, and then she pissed – of course it was already recycled as she had already pissed down my throat at the start, what I was now receiving was the piss she’d drunk from the guys, it was hot and very salty and acrid. Now there was no way I could put off my own piss release any longer. When she had recovered from her orgasm, I was given a 5 litre jug to pee into in front of everyone. I was so in need I didn’t hesitate and let rip, without what was still going through my system I had about 6 bladder fulls of piss inside me and I quickly filled that jug almost to the top. No sooner than I’d finished I was reminded by my sister what I had to do. I poured a near pint of that pee into a glass provided and drank it straight down, I would have to drink the rest in pints before I go refill and should not let the jug overflow. As the evening progressed the urine would get stronger each time it was recycled. And my sister and the guys weren’t going to be letting their piss go anywhere else.
From Anita I knew that about this time the guys would want some further entertainment whilst they each recovered from their 2 or 3 ‘cums’ so far and got their appetite back for more. She indicated for me now to sit in her chair and she now took my position. Now it was her turn to eat the cream in my pussy and suck upon my labia and clitoris. “Mmmmm” she is so good at this I enjoyed it so much I barely noticed that she was working her fingers into my pussy, I was so used and wet, but even so when she pushed her whole hand in, I noticed. Anita had fisted me maybe 4 times previously, each time had been after several minutes of foreplay, but tonight I guess barely 2 minutes passed and she was in. At once she had a fingertip at my cervix working it open and without any resistance I felt myself open and her finger was in me. She had told me previously that each time it was done, it would get easier and in time I would enjoy cock penetration in there; tonight it was as easy as sliding a finger in my wet pussy. It felt so good too. She then started ‘working the fist’ pulling her hand almost out of my pussy in a clutched fist before pushing back in with that extended finger aiming for the cervix.
She was getting me high on her action, almost so high I didn’t at first realise her other hand was starting on my arsehole. She’d never fisted my arse, nobody had even tried, I didn’t think it was possible, I’d taken some big rough cocks up there, but a fist was a different matter. Again I was so wet and messy up there, she pushed in and went in, I was shocked, it had happened and relatively easily there’d been a sharp stab of pain, like an unlubricated cock going up there and her hand was in me. Now she fisted both hands and alternately pulled and pushed till I almost lost it. Then she pulled each hand out with it balled into a fist. Then she was eating my pussy and arse with her mouth and tongue and I pissed a long pee right down her throat.
A small break for me and another drink of recycled piss, this time I had to drink two pint glasses down. I was on my hands and knees on the floor when she got up and nudging my legs apart I heard a swoosh and then my arse area exploded as she brought a ‘cat of nine’ down hard onto the junction of my legs, a strand of the whip snaking onto my labia lips. It was a quite vicious ‘cat’ with leather strands about 18 inches long and tight knots at the end of each strip for an added bite. The hit was so sudden and unexpected that I did cry out. Be it was mostly drown by the sound of Anita’s second strike on my bum. She stuck me about a dozen times turning my bum area bight crimson and a few of the strikes had laid a strand onto my labia firing me up.
Next she had me sit upright still on my knees and with my arms back holding my ankles, first she removed the nipple clamps and then the pin bra from my breasts showing the guys what I’d been wearing all evening, in fact I’d almost forgotten about it, but the pins popping free for sure did remind me! Next, taking some bright red cord she bound my tits up till they started turning a dark purple colour and kept tweaking my nips to maintain their erection.
Once happy with the resultant balloons of my titties, she proceeded to flagellate my breasts, alternating between each one with her hits, turning them a deep pink and making my nipples stand up even more. After about six strikes to each breast, she removed the riding crop from her boot she’d brought with us and very carefully laid three very, very, hard strikes with that to each breast, carefully hitting my nipple with each strike. Those did make me cry out, the pain flooding my body, while the effect of the cat would die off within 24 hours her riding crop marks would last 5 or 6 days. At this time this was harder than I’d ever been struck.
But more was to come; she now had me take on almost a ‘yoga’ position on my shoulders legs spread well apart and almost touching the floor behind my head, with my hands holding my ankles. My pussy was truly wide spread and very vulnerable and she now proceeded to pussy whip me starting slowly and quite mild, alternating between the riding crop and the cat ‘o nine, she increased the intensity of the strikes as my body responded. I’d taken a bit of ‘pussy whipping’ from John by this point. But this was far, far different, after some five minutes I was thrusting to meet each strike like I was thrusting to take a lovers cock further into me. She was inciting me to take it harder (to the delight of our audience) and I was gasping ‘Yes, Yes’, my first climax came at about 9 minutes. I felt my whole body shudder and shake as the wave of orgasm swept me.
Anita didn’t stop, she was still hitting my exposed pussy, hard every 6 seconds or so; a steady rhythm slowly getting harder as she continued. I heard myself (I think) say ‘okay enough’ maybe I didn’t say it, maybe it was in my mind, But within a minute I knew I was going to climax again, the waves were coming now and this time she said later I did cry out, “yes” and “harder”. As that second orgasm hit me flooding my body, I was pretty sure things were going to keep going, sure enough she continued unabated. For some reason at that point my eyes looked at my clit, it was standing out prominent and proud, yes she’s struck it several times particularly as she saw my climax arriving, but my clit was huge, I couldn’t believe that it was mine. It was engorged in blood and maybe three times bigger than I’d ever seen it before. Almost to the second I saw her score a direct hit with her riding crop right my engorged clit, I don’t know whether it was pain or nausea or what but it drove up my body, I heard a couple of guys laugh as I gasped. My breath almost lost.
“Open up for me” was all she said, I knew exactly what she wanted. My labia lips were already parted, but I now put my hands up onto my pussy (with my arms coming up from behind my arse), I spread my lips wide apart. She now laid about a dozen very hard strikes along the length of my pussy with that riding crop, each one hitting my poor clit as well as striking the inner walls of my pussy. She told me later than from the second hit I was actually pushing my hips to meet her hits and it was my voice I could hear saying, ‘yes, yes’; till I collapsed in another orgasm. At that moment a couple of the guys quickly followed by a third splattered my face with their cum, I was too spent to care about the cum landing in my eyes or up my nose.
Anita let me get my breath back for about a minute, before indicating I had to drink another pint of the recycled piss, I groaned, I was desperate for another piss myself and refilled the pot almost to the brim. Another couple of guys wanted a further blow job and enjoyed splashing my face, some were demanding that I drink down more of the recycled pee. Most of the piss had now passed through at least two bodies, a guy to me to the pot, some even had gone from a guy to my sister to me; and I was sure that by now some of it had again passed through my body again. It was becoming very strong in taste and smell. Without further prompting I downed another pint of pee. I knew there was still at least 8 pints in the pot, drinking that one on its own had been foul, but another 8 pints seemed a mountain.
Looking over at my sister, I said ‘Oaky, let’s do it’. We have agreed this beforehand but I hadn’t really imagined it would get that far. I watched as she took a pint lifted it to her lips and slowly and steadily down it in one go, nothing on her face indicated how foul it was but I knew. I felt myself trickle juice as I watched. From watching her or knowing what would happen next I’m not sure.
We were standing face to face and she reached up and grabbed my left breast by my nipple and pulled hard. Both my tits were puffed up still from the bondage she had them in, enough to turn them purple rather than pink, she pulled and twisted my near hard nipple for a moment then put her mouth over it. I hadn’t expected that as part of the deal and my nipple hardened and blood flowed around my already sore breasts. She admitted later that she was so turned on by what she was about to do, taking her mouth off my hard nipple, she pulled it away from my body and put the thick diaper pin right into the centre of my nipple and pushed. My skin buckled under the pressure for a moment, then the pin prick broke through my skin, another push and she rammed it all the way through and out and closed the nappy pin. A small trickle of blood oozed out. The pain had rocketed right through my body, I heard rather than felt my cry, more of a curse. Yes, I had taken some pins in my breast recently, I hadn’t expected a bloody great nappy pin, about 4” long with a bloody thick pin on it.
By drinking that pint of foul pee, she’s earned the right to also do my other nipple the same way, I felt my knees buckle a bit as I realised what she was going to do next. Because there was no surprise left for me, Anita drew this insertion out slowly, not only sucking the waiting nipple, but fingering my clit and my pussy. It didn’t take any time at all for me to get very near to yet another climax and she pushed the pin home as I started to shake. Later of course I realised she could have done it with me in a cold state, but bringing me up to boil, it still hurt like crazy, but I almost welcomed it.
And that was about it, I was totally exhausted, I slumped to the ground, I was aware of my sister sucking off a couple of still eager cocks, I’d lost my thoughts and maybe half an hour drifted away in a sexual bliss. I fully came to in the car realising it was now almost 1:30am the cold woke me from a stupor. When we got back to her home, I saw what a mess I was and crashed onto a bed asleep for 7 hours.
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AS I said previously my sister had ‘introduced’ me to this house of guys, much like she had been introduced. As it was I knew the couple who had introduced her, they were friends of Anita and Paul who I’d met many times over the past 6/7 years at parties and barbecues. Jane was nearly my age and her hubby about the same, they had been ‘playing with Anita and Paul for about 3 years and had asked Anita about 8 months earlier to stand in for Jane at one of these ‘gangbangs’ after she went down with the flu. Anita had been well received by the guys being attractive and younger and willing to accept cock into all three holes as well as cum and piss swallowing. They also insisted that they wouldn’t wear condoms.
That was the extent that the guys wanted, from the women. There were 2 other women regularly going there. The men wanted white attractive married women between 25 and 40 mainly, younger unmarried girls were considered trouble. In some cases the husband came along and watched. Jane’s husband had taken Anita first visit; then Paul had gone on the second. My first visit was their first ‘girl on girl’. My first 6 visits were all as my sister’s subbie. Dave took me for my seventh.