Fiona is Marvin's Slut for 24hrs

"Come for me you slag," he said and pushed another solid thick inch in to me which made me squeal.

"Oh godddd, it's so biggggg," I growled as another section of his shaft vanished inside me, "Shittttttttt, I'm so fucking full," I cried as my orgasm boiled.

"I've got some more left for you bitch," he said holding me in position.

"Oh nooooo," I cried and felt my eyes roll again as more thick meat entered and stretched me as wide as my son in law did. This was different though Jonny's cock was now plumbing depths beyond where my owner reached.

I felt my eyes roll back in my head again at the huge orgasm I knew was building inside me, this wasn't just any normal orgasm, no this was one of them orgasms that could only be achieved when full of the thickest and longest meat.

This orgasm was hurting my insides, or was that Jonny's cock, "owwwww," I cried as more cock filled me.

"Sit on the rest slut, push yourself back and show me how much you want it, show me how much you want your friends husbands big cock," he instructed me.

I didn't need asking twice that was for sure.

I arched my back and supported myself on Marvin's hips and looked back in to the eyes of my friends husband and then pushed myself back slowly.

He smirked knowingly, pleased with his achievement of finally getting his cock in me, pleased that he was stretching me and chuffed to bits that he was witnessing my come face in all its unashamed glory.

Those of you that have followed my journey as a whore will know that when I have my biggest and most intense orgasms my eyes roll and I throw my head back in abandonment before exploding.

My eyes rolled back and I felt my head fall back, I'd lost focus on Jonny again but I could feel his eyes on my face. I knew he was watching my total submission to his glorious cock.

Eventually I felt his groin bone against my arse cheeks and I pushed back one last time making sure that every morsel of Sharon's husbands enormous cock was filling every inch of my pussy.

That's when my cunt went in to the tightest spasm I'd felt for months and my orgasm ripped through me. Honestly if the neighbours were in next door they would've heard me without a shadow of a doubt.

"Good godddddd I love your big fucking cockkkkkkk!" I roared as my cunt somehow managed to constrict around his cock which I barely thought would've been possible considering I was split to the limit.

Just as I thought It was subsiding Jonny said,"Jesus christ, what a cunt, what a fucking cunt you've got Fiona, you have the best pussy I've ever had my dick in," he said and his praise sparked another round of orgasmic waves.

If there was one thing I'd learned to love and get off on since being a whore was the praise for my body. At forty it meant a lot now, to thing of all the younger women around and I was still be told I had the best pussy actually made me proud to be a whore so that men could enjoy me.

The next fifteen minutes were some of the best that I'd experienced as a whore, I was fucked, ravaged, hammered, shit I was destroyed by Jonny. He fucked me like he had never been able to fuck Sharon his wife, he fucked me like a whore.

I came three times on his huge prick before he burnt out and needed a rest, he pulled out of me and the emptiness was horrible. I knew because I could feel that my pussy was gaping crudely open and when I was pushed back on the sofa and I splayed my legs I saw for myself the damage caused by his huge cock and the five, or was it six that had been there before him.

My lips were hanging apart loose and stretched from Jonny, my clit was uncovered and as swollen as I'd ever seen it, my thighs glistened with pussy juices and entrance to my pussy was a sore sticky red mess.

I watched as Marvin lowered his dick towards it and grimaced as his thick dick slid passed my sore cunt. "Owwwww," I whimpered but never even attempted to stop Marvin.

"Just you lay there and take it slut," he laughed knowing that I was sore from all the cock he'd made me take.

"Humm Hummm," I hummed acknowledging my order as he proceeded to slam down in to my hole from above. Our groins slapping together noisly every time he drove in to me, slap, slap, slap and my low moan were the only sounds filling the room as my pussy was used at will.

I completely lost all track of time as I lay back with my legs spread wide for the two men who just took it in turns in me. I couldn't even remember coming anymore as it was all a blur.

The next thing I remembered was feeling thankful when Marvin pulled out of me and sprayed his hot sperm all over my tits, chest and neck before wiping the remainder over my clit.

"Thank you Marvin," I whispered, spent and exhausted.

Jonny approached, "What you got for me big boy?" I said smiling and willingly opened my legs a few inch wider just in time for when his monster pushed inside me.

"Yessssssss," I hissed as I was filled to the brim with his full length, "please come inside me," I begged him, "come inside your wife's friends pussy," I urged when he began to fuck me slowly.

"Oh I intend to Fiona, I've waited almost ten years to come in this sweet little hole," he said slowing to a stop before pushing inside completely before blasting a torrent as deep as anyone ever has.

"Oh yessss, Jonny give me all that hot come," I said feeling it ooze in to my womb like a hosepipe.

He remained in me for a full two minutes before pulling his still hard dick from me and leaning forward presented the head to my mouth.

I leaned forward and cleaned his cock head off and licked as much of his shaft as I could reach. Once satisfied he moved away and I was left for a few minutes to rest.

I lowered my hand to my cunt and flinched when I touched it, it was that sore. They saw me flinch and they laughed, "Sore slut?" Marvin asked laughing.

"Yes," I answered.

"Good, I did say you be going home with sore holes didn't I?" he laughed again with Jonny.

"Yes," I answered.

"And by my watch we still have twelve hours left so get dressed slut," he told me.

Finally dressed and ready to leave Jonny pulled me too him, "Your a hell of a fuck Fiona, don't be a stranger," he said pulling me a bit closer,"I definitely want some of this again," he said cupping my cunt under my skirt,"your going to let me fuck you again aren't you Fiona?" he said holding me close by the cunt.

"Yes, yes of course you can fuck me again Jonny," I said and blushed, although I don't know why because it was far to late for blushing.

Ten minutes later we were back outside Marvin's back door and letting ourselves inside, I was happy to be back away from prying eyes and more people I knew.

Marvin told me to run a bath and have a good soak, he said I'd earned some relaxation time and I hurriedly took up the offer before he changed his mind.

I soaked for a while and washed my pussy and arsehole a few times with a soft sponge making sure I was nice a gentle. Once clean I lay back and closed my eyes forgetting where I was and began thinking about what I'd done today, who now knew about my life style and Jonny, my friends husband.

I must've feel to sleep shattered from all the sex but I woke when The toilet flushed almost beside me.

"Shit who are you!?" I shrieked looking up at a leering young man no more than eighteen or nineteen with a big grin on his face. I tried in vain to cover my tits from his young gaze.

He was bold and confidant though and probably knew why I was here because he then said,"No point hiding them slut, were all going to get to see them in a bit anyway," he said and walked out.

Who was he the cheeky bleeder and what had he meant by 'all' I wondered as I towelled myself dry. I stepped out of the bathroom and crossed the hall to Marvin's spare room where my clothes were, but I stopped at the top of the stairs when I heard voices.

I heard Marvin and at least two others I thought, I knew instantly what tonight would involve, I just didn't know who with other than Marvin and that young kid.

I was just pulling on my white vest that I'd arrived in earlier that morning, my wet knickers were already back on when the bedroom door opened and Marvin walked in.

"Get your clothes off and come downstairs," he said and walked out.

Fuck I thought now he was making me walk downstairs butt naked to face god knows who. I peeled off my knickers and dropped my skirt leaving and headed to the top of the stairs.

I listened for a second, definitely more than three voices I thought, god what was that bastard going to make me do I thought as I descended the stairs slowly.

As I stepped off the bottom step I hovered behind the door for a long ten seconds wondering what the hell I was doing, I looked at the front door and contemplated bolting.

Only for a second though, I was a whore, I wanted to see out my day as Marvin's slut and that meant entering the room and doing whatever was required.

I was a whore, I could do this.

I open the door and stepped in to the living room and the room fell silent. I quickly looked around at the faces staring back at me.

One, two, three, four, Marvin made five, six, oh shit I said to myself as I felt every pair of eyes on my naked body.

My cunt moistened.

The young lad who I'd seen in the bathroom spoke first, and I looked at him, "I told you we'd all see those big tits didn't I?"

I nodded my agreement silenced by this young man's confidence and the other leering eyes on me. I scanned the room again slower this time to see if I recognised anybody.

The lad who addressed me first was number one, I didn't know him, face two was young as well and I didn't know the face, thank god. I stopped at three and four, two man similar in age to Marvin and slightly older than myself, they looked familiar, shit.

I looked to face six, older than the first two younger lads but younger than me, maybe late twenties, he to looked familiar but I wasn't sure where from.

"Come and introduce yourself slut, start with Ivan here, you remember Ivan don't you Fiona?" he said pointing towards face number six standing up from a small stool in order to greet me.

He was a little taller than me and a little overweight, he wasn't unattractive that was for sure. I had seen him before I just couldn't remember where, I approached him and held out my hand which he took and pulled me close and turned me around a little so that I was side on to him and looking towards the others.

"Hi I'm Fiona, Marvin's slut for the day," I announced to him by turning to look at him.

He raised a hand to my breast and found my nipple and caressed it gently, "I know who you are Fiona, it seems you cant remember me," he said moving to my other breast and nipple.

"Although, I never had you down as a slut," he said lowering his hand to my pussy and finding it with ease once I parted my legs for him by stepping my left leg to the side.

He rubbed all four of his fingers along the length of my slit from my clit down between my thighs until his hand was right underneath me leaving his thumb to flick my still swollen clit.

I flinched as he found it first time and the other five men in the room smirked at me, their turn was coming they just had to be patient while Ivan took his turn.

Ivan then worked his hand back from under me and when his fingers passed my entrance this time I felt two and then a third finger curl up into my pussy.

I couldn't help but let an audible noise leave my mouth as I was still really sore from the earlier fucking from Jonny and the previous fucks I had. Again knowing smirks greeted me as they passed out beers from a box beside the sofa.

"It seems to me that you've took to being a slut better than that waste of space husband of yours ever did at landscape gardening," Ivan said with a smirk on his face as I turned my head to look at him again.

Ivan was Alan's old boss at the landscape firm he briefly worked at a couple of years ago, just before I became a whore when Alan's drinking went out of control.

"You remember me now slut?" he asked

"Yes, I remember you now, please don't say anything at work, Alan's nephews work for you," I said still looking at him and taking his fingers.

"You've made a good start, continue to please me and your dirty little secret wont get round the lads, just yet," he added thumbing my clit once more before pulling his fingers out and stepping back.

"Davo, come and get yourself acquainted," Marvin said and one of the men I was adamant I recognised stood up in front of me. Face three walked towards me and then round behind me so that I was always on show to the others.

I felt him up against me from behind really close and then he stood slightly to my right and put his head next to my ear, "You remember me don't you slut? or do you need me to jog your memory?" he said.

"I recognise your face but I cant remember where from," I told him truthfully.

"Me and Clint over there remember when you used to come out all the time after football, you used to be a good laugh, up for the crack with the lads," he reminded me whilst he copped a feel of both my breasts.

I remembered them now, they played with Alan on the local team some fifteen years ago, christ they'd changed.

"I had a crack at you once after a cup final when Alan was so pissed he feel sleep in the bar, do you remember what you told me that night Fiona?" he said with an air of menace in his tone.

I remembered, he was one of three or four that tried it on with me from the team back then when Alan got pissed and fell sleep. Every time I rejected their advances because I loved Alan, on this occasion I'd been particularly abrupt and had told Dave to fuck off because he was an ugly piece of shit.

"Yes I remember," I said ,"Owwwwwww," he pulled my nipples and continued to do so, "I'm sorry I was so horrible Dave, I didn't mean anything by it," I said and then my nipples were released.

He was still a worse than average looking guy, some might say ugly and If I wasn't in the position I was now I probably would've told him the same if he was hitting on me again.

"Tonight you don't get to refuse me, tonight I get to have this," he spat in my ear and cupped my cunt jamming three fingers in me roughly lifting me on to my toes and holding me up by the cunt.

I grunted and groaned on his fingers my toes barely helping to support my weight meaning Dave's hand was supporting most of my weight by my pussy on his fingers. The other men were drinking, watching, smirking and adjusting growing bulges in their trousers watching as i just let these things happen to me.

He eventually let me down and slapped my arse cheek hard, "I'm going to really enjoy fucking you," he said before sitting back down and Clint stood up and immediately fed three fingers in to my cunt and pumped me hard and fast.

His vigorous assault had me moaning loudly and as I looked around at the faces watching me be used I felt an orgasm rising. Once his thumb pressed on to my clit I lost control and my knees buckled and I sunk on to his hand and clamped my thighs together hard trapping his hand in place.

The name calling began in ernst thinking that they were humiliating me, little did they know that I loved it, it made me want to fuck harder and be more dirty. It certainly made me squeeze the life out of poor Clint's fingers as my cunt saturated his hand.

Once I released his hand he pulled it out and held it up and everyone could see how much I'd just came from his fingers.

"If I knew you were such a slut Fiona I'd of come after you all those years ago," he said to me as he sat back down and grabbed a beer.

I looked at the two young men who were both sporting bulges, neither of them moved so I did like the real whore that I was, "Which one of you young men are first up?" I asked.

"Go on son, don't be shy," said Dave. I shot him a glance when he said son to see if was used in a friend term like men often did or whether he actually meant son, as in relative.

"Yes you heard right Fiona, meet my son Ashley," he said and I turned back to the approaching tall young man with a big smirk on his face.

"How old are you?" I asked him not wanting a sex scandal at my doorstep.

"I'm eighteen, old enough to fuck you so don't worry," he said, equally as brazen as his mate was in the toilet earlier.

He sidled up to me and ran his young hands over my tits and then turned me round so that my back was to the room, "Bend over," he said and applied pressure to the back of my head as if I was going to refuse him.

Once over I parted my legs before being asked and then put one hand on the floor to balance myself and held my ankle with the other.

I was now at the mercy of this young boy who was only eighteen and the son of one of Alan's old football mates who just so happened to be present.

As I stood there bent over showing my pussy and arsehole to six men, one of whom was hovering behind me I drifted off in to a little daydream.

What I'm about to say may shock a lot of women, probably nearly all women in fact but that's only because they are not honest with themselves. I was the same just over two years ago when I was stuck in a sexless, boring, regimented marriage. I just existed, towed the line and worked to fund my pathetic hubby's boozing.

Then I was woken up, woken sexually again, some will say I'm used and degraded and they might be right. I see my new position in life as powerful, without me men wouldn't be able to live out their wildest sexual desires with the prudish wives they leave at home.

I was one for twenty years, I was a successful business woman and well respected in the village I lived. Now I was a successful whore well respected for pleasing whoever I was told too.

I'd seen the look in my own daughters eye when it was me getting all the attention and cock, the jealousy look. And deep down women that were honest with themselves would be green with envy if they could see me know, the centre of attention for six men.

I often wondered about all the wives and girlfriends at home whilst their perfect men were out sticking their cocks in to a whore like me. What would the women in this village say if they knew that it was I, prim and proper Fiona fucking all their men.

I wasn't stupid though, I knew the more I was made to fuck the likely hood was I'd be ousted.

"Owwwwwwww," I shrieked as a hard stinging blow struck my bare arse cheek bringing back to the here and now very abruptly.

The confident young man egged on by his dad and the others slapped my poor behind six more times. Each blow land accurately and with incredible force.

By the time the last stinging blow had landed I was bending right over with both hands on the floor such was the force of Ashley's attacks. I was whimpering and tears ran down my cheeks but it didn't stop him ordering to my original position.

I flinched when I felt his hand touch my hot sore arse but was pleased when he just lightly ran his hand over me until his fingers found my disgustingly wet hole.

I couldn't help but groan loudly when the young man pushed three fingers in with ease, It always felt extra naughty knowing that my pussy was being used by someone more than twenty years my senior and the same age as my daughter.

"I can't believe I'm fingering Alan's wife, I'm not going to be able to look him in the eye again at the boozer," he said making the others laugh and me cringe knowing that even the young boys knew Alan and drank in the same pubs.

He fingered me for a minute or so and then I felt him pull out and leave, before I could move Clint spoke, "Come on son your turn," he said to the other young man.

Shit both these lads were the the sons of Alan's old football friends! I went to stand up but before I managed it the lad told me to stay where I was and spread my pussy for him.