As she joined him on the bed he began running his hands over her breasts then started licking and sucking them. She lay back as he moved his face towards hers and as he kissed her his hand moved down her body and she opened her legs as he slid it between them. He was gently massaging her clitoris but she stopped him and pushing his hand further down said, “I’m already wet”.
As he pushed a finger in he was already getting on top of her and she opened her legs even wider as he slid inside her. He was fucking her with long slow strokes, but she said, “take me harder, use me” and his thrusting became more urgent. He started pounding into her and then let out a long satisfied sigh as his semen pumped into her.
When he collapsed on her and started kissing her face and neck she said, “there’s plenty of time for slow fucking when you get another hard on”.
They rutted like rabbits for the rest of the evening and then she said she’d phone him a taxi. As before they hugged and kissed as they waited for the it but there were no tears this time. They both realised this couldn’t go on forever but also realised it wasn’t over yet and they would see each other again.
More weeks went by as she continued copulating with us in the mattress store, the Sgts mess and down town. She also saw Ken a few times and they made wild passionate love on her bed.
Then it came time for Dave to go, his time in the R.A.F. was over. He said, mysteriously, that he had something planned for our last weekend together. He wouldn’t tell her what it was, just saying that she’d find out.
We we’d gone down town in the afternoon and after a few drinks Dave took us all to a tattoo parlour. He had an arrangement with the guy inside, he said. He’d gotten us to retrace over our signatures on her thighs each time the ink had started to fade. But now he said we wouldn’t have to do that any more.
Normally tattoo parlours are reluctant to carry out such intimate and potentially embarrassing tattoo’s but he’d found one willing to do it in exchange for a fuck on top of his normal fee.
Janice removed her skirt, she wasn’t wearing panties, before getting up onto the bench. She lay back and opened her legs as the guy started. It really tickled and she giggled a few times as much due to her nervousness as the tickling.
When the guy had finished tattooing her he undid his pants and without even asking her he pulled her towards him as he entered her. He’d already seen how wet she was when he’d been tattooing her. He didn’t last long as his anticipation had obviously been building. It hadn’t shown during the tattooing though as his hand hadn’t been shaking or anything. When he’d finished Dave also got between her legs and fucked her before paying the man.
As we toured the pubs Dave got Janice to lift her skirt in front of other men a few times, giving them a good eyeful of her hairy fanny. Only once did a couple of guys follow us out of the pub.
When they asked for another look Dave told them they could have more than that as he steered Janice down the side of the pub to a darkened area. Janices heart was pounding as Dave pushed her up against the wall, he’d more or less taken over our little group as he was quite a dominant character.
The men had followed us and looked incredulous as Dave lifted her skirt and said, “help yourself”. One of them said, “are you serious”. Dave nodded his head and said, “yes, go ahead and fuck her”.
She was breathing heavily as one of the men, who’d gotten his prick out, approached her. He pushed her against the wall and getting between her thighs he slid his cock into her very wet hole.
He was gripping her bum as he thrust violently in and out before holding himself inside her as he came. He pulled out to be quickly replaced by the other guy. As he too quickly fucked her she was pondering the difference. Here she was just being used as a whore, and she had to admit, enjoying it. Then she had in contrast her beautiful lovemaking with Ken.
The two men had finished and tried to persuade us to go with them but we declined. They thanked us and Janice before walking away. Dave said he was taking her to her surprise now. She said she thought she’d already had it.
He led us out of the town centre towards the park area on the way to the Railway station. Once we got there he took Janice inside the mens toilets. She commented on how it stank of stale urine as he produced a pair of handcuffs he’d purchased from a bondage magazine. As he lifted her hands up to the bar across the doorway of one of the cubicles she was saying, “you can’t be serious”.
As he handcuffed her there she was getting really nervous. When we removed her skirt her state of nervousness but also sexual arousal increased. She thought she knew what Dave had planned and that was confirmed when he unfurled a cardboard sign he’d had folded in his jacket pocker.
As he put the string over her head he showed her what was written on it. It said, ‘HELP YOURSELF TO HER HOLE’. He told her we’d be close by and that if any of the men hurt her we’d come running. We left the toilets and watched from behind some bushes. Her heart was pounding as she watched us leave.
Several minutes later a man went into the toilets and appeared a few minutes later with a big smile on his face. Two more men went in about fifteen minutes later. They took longer but as they came out they saw a large group of lads and ran over to them. It seemed to take some time for them to convince them that it wasn’t a wind up but eventually the large group followed them to the toilets.
There were about eleven of them including the first two and we watched as they went in. Dave was going, “this is fucking great” as he watched.
Whilst we waited in the bushes I got my cock out and was stroking it as Dave looked at me and whispered, “wanker”.
They stayed in there for over two hours, telling any men that came along to fuck off.
When they left we went into the toilets and found Janice laying on the floor absolutely exhausted. Her legs were splayed apart and her thighs and pubic hair were covered in spunk. Her cunt was red and open with a massive amount of sperm oozing from it. There was also a large puddle of sperm on the floor under her bum. There was sperm all over her face and her top.
Dave repeated himself as he said, “this is fucking great” as he looked down at her. They’d broken the bar across the doorway to get her handcuffed hands free so she could be lain on her back.
They’d taken turns fucking her as she stood there handcuffed to the bar but some of the men had wanted blowjobs which was impossible with her in that position. That was when they’d broken the relatively flimsy bar. She said most of the men had had her two or three times.
As the floor was covered in stale urine she’d become covered in it too and so stank. Dave took her handcuffs off, we removed her top and cleaned her up somewhat using the sink.
I gave Janice my shirt to put on and she threw her top in the bin. We gave her back her skirt as she told us how the men had wanted to take her with them but she’d said we were close by and would be coming for her.
It was three o’clock in the morning and when we got back to camp Janice said she was tired and just wanted to go to sleep. Dave was disappointed as being his last weekend he wanted to see as much of Janice, or rather certain parts of her, as he could. I came in with her and we went to bed together. As we’d gotten out of the taxi I’d seen a wet patch where she’d been sitting and had felt rather guilty as the taxi had driven away with Dave and Gary in.
I was also feeling very guilty at what we’d just done to her. It had gone too far. I was glad Dave was going as god knows what he’d have had planned next for her. I cuddled up to her and putting my arms around her kissed her as she quickly fell asleep.
We met Dave and Gary in the Sgts mess later that evening and inevitably ended up in Daves room having sex with Janice. Dave persuaded me to leave her in his room when we’d all finished as it was the last time he’d ever see her. Myself and Gary had agreed he could have her all to himself for the whole of Sunday.
I saw Janice again on the Monday morning and she confirmed what I’d thought that Dave had just fucked her over and over again until his spunk was totally drained. She told me he’d persuaded her to give him the address of where we were moving to and I just groaned. I could picture him just taking Janice over again as he was so dominant.
After he’d left R.A.F.Henlow. Myself, Gary, Rupert and Janice were in the mattress store. We’d all been fucking Janice and were sat down talking as our sweat dried. It was quite cold outside now but the constant radiators kept the room very warm.
I said that I thought we should calm things down now that Dave had gone. Rupert looked really disappointed as I said that but I went on. “No I mean we should more or less just keep it to the four of us”. I also said as I looked at Janice that I thought we should leave it up to her to decide when and if she wanted more men.
Janice told us she’d been thinking the same thing, she’d been really enjoying having sex with different men but the escapade in the park had been too much. She’d genuinely been scared when so many men had come in and had thought the sex would never end. Even when she’d told them her fanny was getting sore they’d just carried on using her.
Over the next three months we met up in the mattress store with Gary and Rupert on a regular basis. We even began bringing Rupert into the Sgts mess and a couple of times Janice went back to his place nearby and spent the night with him.
Janice also saw Ken quite a few times and he was delighted when she showed him that his name would forever be tattood next to her cunt. They would engage in their gentle, and sometimes not so gentle, lovemaking. Then they’d reluctantly part.
I had an idea and asked if I could meet Ken. Janice asked why and when I told her she was delighted. She persuaded Ken to meet with me and as we sat in her mobile home I layed out my plan. Ken had been really nervous about meeting with me even though Janice had told him many times I was o/k with what was happening.
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