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“Take that dress off. No more clothes the rest of the night.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I kicked off my heels and dropped the dress. Willis picked it up and hung it on the coat rack.
“You’re stunning. You’re sparkling. How do you do that?”
I said, “You mean 'How do you do that at your age?' And I’m not telling you. I’m not here to counsel you, Willis. I’m here to fuck you.”
And that’s how we started fucking at his place. I stripped that bastard and left his damn clothes in a heap by the door. He picked me up and carried me into the kitchen. He told me to sit still and then he called the driver.
“John, go find us some takeout food. Gourmet takeout. Google it, find it, bring it. Two kinds. When you come back, just walk in and put them on the counter. We won’t need the car after that until three o’clock.“
I looked at Willis. He looked at me. I opened my legs. His ugly cock got hard and then I was fucked on the counter, on the sofa, on the chair, on the table, and on the floor. I was lying there with my legs spread open and more of Willis’ spunk leaking out of my gaping cunt when John walked in with packages. I didn’t even try to cover up.
John cocked his head, arched an eyebrow, and asked if I was okay. I told him I was really great and thanked him for asking. I told him I was being a cunt tonight. He looked at Willis.
“She’s exclusive, John.”
John nodded and turned to leave.
“Wait a second. Can you take a picture of us and send it to her husband? He will wonder who took the picture.”
John took the picture of us. Willis had his hand on my inner thigh next to my creampie. We smiled and I gave a thumbs-up sign. Willis took the phone and sent it to Gavin. He typed, “wish you were here xx oo”.
He’s a bastard, isn’t he?
I said, “See you at three.” John closed the door behind him when he left.
Willis said we should eat and we did. Chinese food plus adult macaroni and cheese. You know, the kind with bacon, tomato, and any kind of cheese except cheddar. I drank sparkling water. Hydration was paramount if I wanted to minimize my hangover. I knew that.
I told Willis all about Doc Johnson and me cheating on him for the past couple of months. He got a chuckle out of that. Said his hands had never been so soft either. He made a stroking motion and said, “With aloe".
Then he said he had an idea. He said he knew his cock would never fit in my ass but if I was up for it, he had Doc Johnson’s twin in the house.
I said, “If you got the lube, I got the tube.” He told me I was a dirty girl. I told him, “You have no idea”.
I really wasn’t a dirty girl but I felt like one at the time. We found a table with the right height that would let me sit on Doc and have Willis inside me, too. My poor cunt was being destroyed; I was a co-conspirator.
I haven’t said much about Willis being inside me. His fucking dick is amazing. Overstuffed is a good description. Raw is another. And the words I spew out of my mouth when it’s inside me means I can’t go to church for the rest of my life. Maybe not that long. But I had to be penitent before I could go again. Might take a while for that to happen, too.
I was getting my groove on when I realized I had to pee. Doc in my ass and Willis in my cunt were both doing a number on my bladder. Big time. I wanted to cum and pee at the same time.
I told Willis I had to cum and pee. The bastard said, “Good. Let’s get dirty."
He pulled out of my cunt but didn’t move away. He turned Doc on high and told me to play with myself.
He said, “Piss on my dick when you cum. Women can do this. You’ll feel so dirty pissing on me. Filthy, stinking, dirty, with a huge orgasm. You’ve never felt anything like it before, and I’m going to help you get in the mood.”
I told you before his voice was connected to my clit. The bastard told me I was a cunt and a fucking cock whore. He said I was dirty just by taking cock up my ass. He told me to finger my clit and stick my fingers in my cunt. Said there was only one way to be redeemed, said I had to piss on him and to let all the sin I had been holding inside me come out. Pissing on him was the only way for me to feel clean. He told me to rub my clit and finger my pussy like the animal I was.
His voice is a miracle worker. His words, his phrasing, Doc Johnson up my ass vibrating, and my bladder wanting to pee. I felt dirty. He told me I was a married cunt who had shamed herself by sucking his cock. Said I was a slut when I let the limo driver see my nakedness with his cum leaking out. He said I was a perverted piece of ass who needed to be saved from the sin inside and if I didn’t piss on him soon I’d be a gangbang whore swallowing the seed of twenty men for the rest of my life.
I came on the word gangbang and I pissed a torrent of pee all over his cock, his balls, and on the carpet all around him. The smell of piss was in the air. Acrid. I was embarrassed I could not control myself at the same time as I was having an orgasm.
He then read my mind, “Good girl. Now tell me I’m a bastard for making you do this.”
I told him precisely what kind of bastard he was for making me piss all over him. Then I pulled Doc out of my ass and collapsed on top of Willis. I buried my face in his neck. Ashamed. Sated. Humbled. Humiliated. Loved? Maybe.
He held me tenderly. I told you he gives the best hugs. I was comforted in his arms.
Suddenly I remembered I was sixty-four years old. I was tired. But I’ve said this before, he’s a bastard.
“My turn. Doggy-style.”
I uttered one word, “lube”, rolled over, and stuck my ass in the air. He slathered his cock and assaulted me with it. He went deep into my pussy. I was his cunt and he used me for self-gratification. He was a bastard to pound me senselessly, roughly, deeply, and rudely. He uttered and guttered something. I couldn’t hear anything over the slap of his balls and thighs and cock.
“Roll over, dammit. I have one last gift for Gavin.”
He shoved me hard and I rolled over with my legs open. He pumped his ugly, fat, cock and spewed the last of his seed into my cunt, on my stomach, and on my tits. He then spread it all over my body, marking me as his conquest.
“Take that home to Gavin. Don’t wash it off until I tell you. Tell him that, too.”
I lay there in my piss, in his seed, and in his arms for the longest time.
We heard John ring the doorbell. It was three in the morning.
Willis helped me get my dress on. I carried my shoes. We rode in silence back to my house. He’s a gentleman, I told you that before; he walked me to the front door and used my key to open it. I told him this was the best prom date I ever had. He smiled and asked me for a goodnight kiss. It was a tender kiss. He’s a bastard for doing that, too.
I dropped my shoes inside the front door, I tossed the baggie with my panties into the refrigerator, and I dropped my dress on the bedroom chair. I collapsed on the bed. I was so done with being awake. I blacked out.
It was afternoon bright when one eye opened. The other one waited for a sign it was safe.
Two-twenty-three. First, there was confusion, then there was disbelief, and, finally, comprehension took root. Time to face the music.
I knew I stank to high heaven. I’m not going to describe what aromas were mixed together. I went into the bathroom to pee and saw the note on the mirror.
It read, “I’m still here.” Gavin is a bastard, too. The big lug.
This would be a good place to end this story if I wasn’t writing it for you people. You all know there are a few loose ends for me to tie up.
First, Gavin was not glad, sad, or mad about my prom date. Bless his heart. Second, that baggie is in the freezer now. There’s a reason for that which I’ll tell you in a second. Third, it was five o’clock before Gavin and I were on the phone with Willis and we received his permission for me to shower.
Fourth, I'm speaking to women now, put it on your bucket list to piss on your man and orgasm at the same time. It changes your perspective about men once you literally piss on one. You can thank me later. Fifth, the woman in the picture is not me. I told Gavin that I wanted one-tit-out pictures of every woman he sleeps with.
She is one of them and, no, I don't know who she is. I envy her nipples though. And, finally, all three of us now have bucket lists. We are having Willis over tomorrow for a burger and comparing notes. Gavin tells me that he and Willis both have that baggie on their bucket list.
Both of them are bastards. Did I mention that?
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