I sit on the bed, then get straight up again and go to our bedroom, still wearing only my G-string and strappy sandals.
Mr. Townshend is lying on our bed with his laptop and chuckling. He looks up, takes me in, and smiles.
“Hello sweetie. You look like you’ve been having fun. There’s still cum on your G-string!”
I’m still high from the pills.
“Well, first I fucked Jerry, then the rest of the boys double-teamed me, then Jerry fucked me again, and then I sucked the guy who’d come to pick up the Japanese. And now I’m here!”
“I thought you didn’t want to fuck Jerry?”
I smile: “I changed my mind. He was great.”
“I’m glad you had fun.”
“What are you watching?”
“Your mother and the Japanese boys.”
“Let me see!!!!!”
Mr. Townshend goes back to the beginning.
The door opens and mother comes in, followed by Mitsu, Kenta, and Shin. The audio is clear.
“Thank you boys. You’re so polite. I’ve never met any Japanese people before. Can I get you a refreshment?”
“Thank you. We’ll have three Scotches, please,”
Mother goes to the table with the refreshments and busies herself with the drinks. While she’s not looking, the guys take off their loose tops and bottoms and kick off their trainers. They’re all in just fundoshi now.
She turns around with the tray and almost drops it.
“Oh my, you boys are so well built, aren’t you…”
Mitsu: “Thank you. We’re more comfortable like this. Ma’am, you look really sexy in that dress, but after you bring us our drinks I’m going to take it off you. Is that all right?”
“Of course it is. Whatever you want.”
I remember she’s had the pills and a Scotch.
She hands each of them their drinks. Kenta and Shin hold theirs, but Mitsu puts his down, stands up, and walks over to mother.
“Ma’am, can you face Kenta and Shin please?”
She does so. Mitsu stands behind her and starts to unzip the dress. (We have a front-on view.) When he’s finished, he slips it down her body and her breasts spring free.
“Step out of the dress please.”
She does, and Kenta and Shin stand up and walk over to her. The three boys surround her and start touching her everywhere: breasts, legs, thighs, bum, mouth, tummy, back. She can’t move, and they don’t stop.
“Oh boys, that’s wonderful.”
Kenta puts his fingers between her legs and starts to fingerfuck her.
“Oooh….ahhhh..”
Shin moves behind her, reaches around for her breasts, and plays with her nipples. She groans some more and arches her back. Mitsu takes his cock out of his fundoshi, puts her left hand on it, and has her stroke it.
Then they all move back and take their fundoshi off. Three hard cocks, and mother can’t take her eyes off them. They don’t have to say anything, because she kneels down and takes each one in her mouth. Then she lies back on the floor and spreads her legs. Kenta pushes her onto the floor, spreads her legs, kneels down, and pumps her for a few times. Mitsu and Shin do the same.
Mitsu in Japanese: “OK, enough of this shit, lets really get into her.”
They haul her to her feet, throw her in a chair, and Shin starts face fucking her hard.
I’m watching this but I’m not really getting off on it.
Mr. Townshend: “What’s wrong, Paige?”
“Hmmm. I don’t know. I need to be doing more than watching it.”
“Ah! Still horny, are we? There’s an old adult movie complex not too far away? You might enjoy it. The Japanese boys have gone and your mother is resting, so I can drive you if you like and come in and watch!”
I’m already thinking about what to wear when I remember the things in the cabana.
“Oh, shit! I think I left my phone and some other things in the cabana. I’ll go get them and then I’ll change.”
Still almost naked, I skip down the stairs, out onto the patio, and head for the cabana. I gather up my stuff and the bottle and glasses and turn around to head back when I almost collide head-on with…Jerry.
“Jerry, what the fuck?”
“I couldn’t’ find my phone and I thought it might be here so I came back to look.”
“I didn’t see it, but you might want to check.”
“OK.”
“Jerry.”
“What?”
“Those pills you gave me. They’re great but I’m still high and really horny. Can you fuck me gain?”
He smiles: “Sure. But…I might have something else for you. I had to get a lift here and the two guys who brought me are waiting out in the car. I was telling them about you and they thought you sounded really hot. Would you like to fuck a couple of Nigerians?”
“Nigerians??”
“They work at the factory where I work part-time. We were out having a few drinks with some other people. That’s why I had to leave earlier. What do you think about two big black cocks, Paige?”
“I think yes!”
“OK! Get that dress back on. It’s really sexy. Oh, I still have a couple of pills in my pocket. Want some more?”
“Hand them over, and give me about 10 minutes.”
“Done.”
I swallow the pills with a shot of Scotch and pull the dress back on. There’s no big mirror to check in, but I get it looking pretty good. At least I didn’t take the bling off. I sit down and wait. I’m as horny as hell.
Jerry’s back soon, followed to two huge, very dark men. I stand up.
“Paige, this is Adebayo and Emeka.”
“Guys, meet Paige.”
“Hi guys, I’m Paige.”
Adebayo: “Hi sexy. Jerry’s told us you like to fuck.” And he grins.
I smile.
Emeka: “We got hard just listening. Are you hard too?”
Adebayo walks up to me, reaches under my dress and feels my cock.
He looks at Emeka: “I think she wants us! You want us, Paige?”
“Oh, I do, I do….”
He takes his shirt off to reveal a glistening black chest with huge pecs and arms with rock-like biceps, and then he unzips his shorts. There’s a lump where his cock is, and when he drops his boxers an enormous black hard-on springs out. It’s like a missile waiting to launch.
I gasp.
“Wanna suck it?”
I nod. I’m not even sure I can get this in my mouth, but I kneel down to try. I cup his balls in my left hand, grasp his schlong in my right, and manage to get about a quarter in. I play my tongue around what I can eat, then shift to licking up and down the shaft.
“Hmmmm. Suck that cock, Paige, suck that cock.”
He seems to like that better, so I keep going. Emeka has stripped in the meantime. His body in just as hot, but his cock is a bit smaller. I’m pretty sure I can get him in my arse, but I’m not so sure about Adebayo. Maybe if Emeka goes first…
Emeka: “Paige, get over here.”
I turn to his cock and slide my lips over it until I have most of him in my mouth. I keep stroking Adebayo with my right hand while I work my way up and down Emeka. Adebayo stands me up and bends me over. I know he’s going to try and fuck me.
“Can Emeka go first? You’re so big, and…”
He laughs: “Sure!”
They swap places, and I keep working Adebayo’s cock with my mouth as Emeka eases his way in.
“Wait, there might be lube somewhere!”
They look around. I get lucky: it had fallen out onto the floor when I was down here earlier. Emeka lubes himself, then me, and slides his way in without too much trouble.
“How’s that?”
I moan. He starts moving back and forth as I keep a firm hold of Adebayo’s cock. Then he gets faster. Adebayo’s cock slips out of my mouth, but he pops it back in and holds my head on it. I’m almost choking but I’m loving it. My mouth is full, my arse is full, and I can feel every inch of their cocks. I’d probably come again without realizing it. Emeka shoots his load. It’s a tidal wave of jizz and it feels like it’ll flood me. Then he pulls out.
Adebayo: “Paige, you’re going to love me girl!”
“Can you put more lube on?”
He does, and then he starts pushing slowly. Even with the lube I feel like he’s ripping me apart.
“Oh shit, that’s soo good. But go slowly!”
Eventually he’s in as far as he can go, and then he just pounds me. I can’t moan, I can’t scream, I just go with the damage he’s doing. Then he shoots. Another ocean of cum, and this time I do scream.
“Oh that’s so fucking good! Oh God! That’s so fucking good!”
He pulls out and I collapse, breathing heavily.
Jerry: “I think she enjoyed it!”
The two men laugh.
“Jerry, we should be getting back to the bar. The others are waiting.”
“Oh, yeah. Paige we need to go.”
I don’t move. I’m still breathing heavily but I manage to say something.
“Please…can we…do…that…again...some time…soon…..please?”
“Whenever you want, sexy. Whenever you want!”
And off they go into the night.
I wipe my arse down, pull my dress into place, gather everything up, and head back toward the house. I’d come without realizing it. I can still feel Adebayo inside me, and I’m getting hard again just thinking about it.
“Hello Paige, you look flustered, my dear.”
Mr. Townshend was in the kitchen.
“I thought I’d lost my phone.”
“Why don’t you go and get ready.”
I look puzzled.
“The adult movie theater.”
“Oh of course. I’ll go up, take a shower, and change.”
I clean myself off and wash my arse thoroughly, but I didn’t want to redo my makeup so I leave my face. I could just thicken up the look. As I was drying myself I thought of the Nigerians again and started to get hard. The pills were really working, and they’d probably keep working for the rest of the evening. I hoped so.
An adult movie theater meant slut. I pull out my thigh-high fishnets and pole dance platforms and a bright pink bra and panty set. I also want tits tonight so I fetch a pair of breast forms to stuff in the bra. What to wear on top? Tight shorts and a crop top. Then more bling. I couldn’t look any cheaper. I throw some makeup and other stuff into a pink tote bag, think again, and add condoms and lube. All done.
I go out the door and meet mother coming out of her room.
“Paige! My word, you look…..”
“Cheap?”
“Well…yes….”
“Don’t worry, sometimes Mr. Townshend likes me to dress like this.”
“Oh well, in that case…”
“How was your evening with the boys? Did they like your outfit?”
“Yes, they did. You know, Japanese men are really very nice.”
“Yes, I’ve heard that. I have to go mum. Mr. Townshend’s taking me for a drive.”
“Like that?”
I smile.
We walk into the complex and it looks like it’s been remodeled. Two large cruising areas in the basement, bar and five cinemas on the ground floor. Mr. Townshend pays for us.
“I’m going to sit at the bar, sweetie. Why don’t you run along and explore.”
I’m high on the pills and horny on the Nigerians. I head to the cruising areas first. One was for gay men, and the other seemed to be for variations on that theme and “other”, so I guessed that was where I belonged. There were quite a few men, as well as a couple of other crossdressers, one sucking off a fat guy in a small corner area. My outfit gets a lot of stares as I walk around looking for someone interesting.
“Excuse me young lady.”
I turn around and a middle-aged and slightly portly Indian man is right behind me.
“Excuse me young lady, might I be asking your name?”
“Hi, I’m Paige.”
“I am Rakesh. You’re looking very lovely tonight.”
I beam. “Why, thank you Rakesh, but I’m actually not a lady.”
“Oh, I was thinking that already. There are no ladies here!”
I laugh. “You’re funny!”
“Would you like to sit with me in the corner over there?”
“I’d love to!”
We sit on the sofa, and I snuggle up next to him. He puts his hand on my thigh, and I ease my hand behind his back.
“Miss Paige, your shorts look so very tight.”
“Yes, they do, don’t they.”
I stand up take them off, and take off my crop top as well. Both go in my bag.
“Is that better?”
“Oh, very much. Yes, yes.”
I lean into him, put my hand on his cock, and whisper in his ear.
“Would you like me to suck you, Rakesh, or would you like to fuck me.”
“I would be very happy if you could suck me, please.”
I squat in front of him in my pole dancer platforms and reach in to undo his pants and pull his cock out. He’s hard and wet, not a bad size. I know he’s going to come in no time.
I lean over him, put my head down, and lick the tip of his schlong. He shudders. I go a little further, take his helmet in my mouth, and run my tongue around the underside. He shudders again. I pull away.
“Do you like this?”
“Oh, very much. Please to continue.”
I lick up and down the underside of his shaft, and then slowly take him in my mouth until he’s all the way in. Then I squeeze it out slowly. I do this three or four times. He’s breathing heavily now, so I start to go up and down on him a little more quickly.
“Ahhh….”
He comes in my mouth, and I wait until he’s shot his full load. Then I ease back and open my mouth to show him his jizz before I swallow it.
“How was that?”
“Very excellent, Miss Paige. Thank you. You’re very skilled.”
“You’re too kind!”
I leave him to tidy himself, pick up my bag, and saunter a little further. Shit, I forgot to use a condom. The Nigerians are still on my mind, and I need a fuck. I keep walking, checking out the men as I go. Nothing, still nothing.
Then I see him. Looks to be in his late 50s, hair brushed back, tanned, loudly dressed (green polo shirt, blue check slacks with a white belt, light brown loafers), and with a little paunch. I walk directly towards him, smile at him, and turn to look at him again once I’ve passed him. He was watching me go.
“Hey sweetheart! Like what you see?” And he spreads his arms.
I smile and nod.
“Then come to Uncle Enzo!”
I walk back to him.
“Hi Enzo, I’m Paige.”
“Well hi, honey. Wanna have a good time?”
“I’d love to!”
“Great!”
He puts his arm around my waist and pulls me to him.
“You been with an Italian from Brooklyn before?”
“No, it’s my first time.”
“Big voices, big hearts…and (he whispers) big cocks.”
“I like big cocks.”
Quietly: “Where do you like them, honey?”
I whisper: “In my arse.”
“How about Uncle Enzo fucks you on that table there?”
I nod, and he leads me over.
“Bend over sweetcakes, you’re about to get the ride of your life!”
I put my bag down and bend over the table, bracing myself with my hands.
“What did you say your name was?”
“Paige.”
“Well Paige, you’re going to take some of Uncle Enzo home with you tonight!”
We were beyond a condom.
I hear him undoing his belt and opening his slacks, and I imagine him pulling his cock out of his boxers. Then I hear him spit on his hand. It’s coming.
“Train in the tunnel Paige! Train in the tunnel!”
He’s actually not a bad size. He pushes in all the way, and then starts pumping.
“Oh, oh, oh my God…that’s soo good…keep going…fuck me…fuck me!”
“Like it honey?”
“ Oh…yes…yessss!”
“Told you!”
And then he comes. He pushes a few more times to get the last of his jizz out, and then withdraws. I can hear him putting his cock away and doing his slacks up.
“Enjoy that?”
“Ohhh, yes, yes…really good…”
“OK honey, you take your time there, you take your time.”
And away he walks whistling contentedly and sounding very happy with himself. I take some tissues out of my bag to wipe my arse, and then I pull my panties up.
I go back upstairs to Mr. Townshend.
“Well Paige, any adventures?”
“I have Rakesh’s semen in my stomach and Uncle Enzo’s jizz in my arse.”
He looks: “No condom?”
“My bad, but I think we’re good.”
“All right then. And the cinemas await, but THIS time be careful!”
“Yes Daddy.”
The first two cinemas are almost empty, so I move on.
There are a few guys in the third, so I go in. There’s a railing at the back, and I put my bag down and lean on it for a moment to watch the Asian girl on the screen get gang-banged. Out of the corner of my eye I see a man walk up behind me, and then I feel his hands stroking the back of my thighs just above my fishnets. He stops, and a few second later I feel his hard-on pressing against my panties. “Just a second”. I bend down, take a condom and some lube from my bag, and pass them to him. He takes them, and I can hear him opening the rubber. When he’s ready he pulls my panties down, lubes my arse, and then just fucks me. The Asian girl on the screen is riding a big white guy’s cock and sucking another one, and my guy’s cock is going back and forth inside me. I love it, but I keep quiet. He comes pretty quickly, pulls out, does himself up, and walks off. I stay there, leaning on the railing with my panties around my knees. Someone must have been watching us. He walks up behind me, doesn’t talk. I hear him opening his pants, so I reach down to get another condom and take a bunch instead. I reach back and give him one, on it goes, and in he goes. The Asian girl is still riding her white guy as my guy comes and then goes. I don’t move. I need another cock, and I don’t have to wait too long. Same procedure, but when this guy pushes into me he’s huge. I gasp softly as he slides himself all the way. And he’s not in a hurry. He thrusts slowly like he’s massaging my insides.
I break my silence: “Oh shit…..that’s great…keep going…keep going.”
He does, on and on. I reach down and start stroking myself, keeping time with his thrusts. He’s getting a little quicker now, so I stroke myself harder.
“Bang me, honey, bang me!”
It looks like he’s decided to come. He’s slapping right into me, and I shoot.
“Oh, fuck!!”
And he’s gone. I wait a few seconds, wipe my cock and my arse, and pull my panties up. I decide to slip my shorts and crop top back on, and I go back to Mr. Townshend.
“Come with me.”
I take him by the hand, and lead him into the fourth cinema. This one’s fairly full, and I sit him in the front row. I stand in front of him, take my shorts and crop top off, kneel down, spread his legs, and open his trousers. He’s already hard, but I suck him a few times anyway. I take my panties off, lower myself onto his cock, and ride him….quietly. I know the whole cinema can see us. On the screen an all-American housewife is giving a delivery guy a blowjob at her front door. Mr. Townshend comes inside me. I stand up, wipe myself, put my panties back on, and slip into my shorts and crop top. Then I walk out. He joins me a minute later.
He smiles at me: “Shall we go home, Paige?”
I smile back, take his hand, and we go to the car.
“Oh, you know your mother’s leaving tomorrow morning, don’t you?”
“Yes, sure.”
“We’ll, I’m having some contractors come in the day after that. They’ll be three of them, and they’ll be here on and off for 2-3 days remodeling the room she’s been using. When that’s done, I’m taking you to a resort up in the hills for four nights. We’ll be Mr. and Mrs. Townshend. What do you think?”
“Three days of workmen and four nights of luxury? I love it! I love it!”
