“I think your mom likes me” 4.2 (17)

Posted on June 15, 2026 by riwa

Mom and I went on a trip together to Jamaica. She was looking for a little sexual action. And since I’d become pretty sexually active myself, I guess she figured it wouldn’t hurt if I tagged along. Besides, it got us away from the Rat Race for a while.

Mom went all out and got us a bungalow with an outdoor spa. We spent time soaking in it in our bikinis as she talked about what she was going to do to the first man who presented himself to her. I told her I was looking forward to getting my rocks off without developing any relationship entanglements.

The first couple of days, we did stuff together. But mom got horny and met a guy at the resort lounge who was more than willing to help her scratch that itch. She left with him that evening, telling me not to wait up for her back at the bungalow. That was the last I saw of her for the rest of the night.

Meanwhile, I met a guy at a lounge on the beach. We hit it off, so we went for a walk down the beach. When we were out of sight of the lounge and the locals, we stripped out of our clothes and went for a nude swim.

It felt good being naked in the water with a perfect stranger. While we were treading water, we got to talking about the hottest thing we’d ever done while going swimming. I boldly told him I’d once held my breath while giving my former boyfriend a submerged blowjob.

We were close enough to each other that I reached out and playfully grabbed his erection. I asked him if he liked my story and wanted me to prove myself. When he said yes, I took a deep breath and submerged.

My feet touched the sandy bottom as I grabbed his dick. I licked and bubbled all along the shaft until he was twitching in my grasp. Then I took him between my lips.

I was down only a minute when he came in my mouth. I dutifully swallowed his load. Then I came up and smiled at him.

He told me he loved it, but that I hadn’t been under very long. “Well, you didn’t last very long,” I countered.

“Care to try again?” he asked with a smile. My reply was to take a deep breath and submerge again.

My feet hit the bottom again as I took him into my mouth once more. This time, I went slow, trying to drag things out. I also wanted to prove I could hold my breath a long time.

My pussy throbbed as I sucked on his manhood. He was easy to swallow, and I couldn’t help imagining what he would feel like inside me. I groped and mauled my tits as I gobbled him down.

I gasped like crazy once I came back up for air. He told me it was even better the second time around. And he told me he wasn’t sure, but it certainly seemed like I’d been down for about three minutes.

I asked him how long he could hold his breath. He told me he wasn’t sure. So I climbed into his lap, impaling myself upon his erection as I seductively remarked, “Shall we find out?”

I wrapped my legs around him as our combined weight took us below the surface. We just drifted like that, me impaled on his dick. We embraced as we passionately kissed each other, bubbles coming out of our noses.

We weren’t down long before we kicked up to the surface to catch our breath. We tread water for a bit as he told me he’d never had sex underwater before. So I told him he was in for a real treat. Then we both inhaled before slipping below the surface again.

We bobbed up and down like that as we kissed passionately. Then I began riding him, trying to go up and down on his shaft. He responded by thrusting up into me.

We finally surfaced after about two minutes or so of holding our breath. “You do this often with that boyfriend?” he panted.

“Not the sex part,” I told him, my arms and legs still wrapped around him as we tried to stay at the surface. “He just liked the underwater blowjobs, which was ok by me. But as for me? I like holding my breath while fucking underwater.”

“Is that so?” he asked with a knowing smile. Then we both inhaled and submerged again.

I rode him harder as he thrust up into me more aggressively. It felt heavenly. Holding my breath made it even better.

It wasn’t long until he couldn’t control himself. He let out a bubbly cry as he thrust up into me, pumping his load into my throbbing box. It was enough to set me off.

We surfaced together, panting like crazy. Then we swam back to shore. We waded out of the water and went over to our clothes.

We didn’t say much as we got dressed. But I didn’t think we needed to. We kissed each other passionately right there on the sand. Then we each went our separate ways.

—

I caught up with mom the next morning in our bungalow. She had quite the hangover. She said she had a wild night, but much of it was still a blur. Still, she told me she remembered orgasming several times.

I told her I went skinny-dipping with a guy on the beach. I relayed how I’d sucked him underwater to prove how long I could stay submerged. Then I explained how we fucked each other underwater before we said our goodbyes.

Mom asked if he was any good. I told her I’d certainly enjoyed our encounter. “Maybe I’ll run into him before we leave,” she replied with a knowing smile.

I told her what he looked like. Then I explained where I’d met him in case she wanted to have a turn at him. It didn’t really matter to me if she ended up fucking the same guys I did during our trip.

We had lunch together, where we went into more detail on our sexual encounters from the night before. Then we parted ways. Mom said she’d met another guy she wanted to hang out with for a while and to not wait up for her.

That afternoon down at the marina I met up with an islander named Arturo. He was dark-skinned and was really attractive. He made my pussy wet just looking at him.

He took me for a ride out on his sailboat, just the two of us. He dropped anchor just offshore in a cove that looked mostly deserted. Then he asked me if I wanted to go for a swim.

I responded by taking all my clothes off. Then I jumped naked off the side of the boat head first into the water. I splashed around before waving at him, asking if he was going to come join me.

He shed his clothes in record time. Then he dove in after me. He went quite a ways down before coming back up to the surface.

He asked me how long I could hold my breath. I told him I had just sucked a guy underwater for three minutes the night before. “Perfect,” he said with a smile. “Follow me.”

We jack-knifed downward where he took me all the way to the bottom. It was probably about twenty feet down at least. Down on the bottom was a wrecked sailboat.

He showed me all around before we headed back up. We popped up and gasped for breath. Then he told me how impressed he was with my breath-holding abilities.

“It’s my friend’s boat,” he explained as he motioned downward. “Got caught in a storm two months ago. Two much damage to bring back up, so he left it where it is.”

“And you bring bitches like me out here to look at it?” I asked playfully. “Ever drown anyone down there?”

“Oh, several times,” he responded cheerfully. My heart skipped a beat, although I wasn’t sure I believed him.

I jack-knifed downward and pulled for the wrecked sailboat. He swam down after me. When I got to the deck, I found the entrance and went inside.

I found the cabin with a bed, and a mattress that was dissolving. Then I headed for the entrance. But Arturo was right there, blocking my exit.

He shook his head no. Then he pointed at his erection. I assumed that meant I had to suck him before he would let me out.

I happily grabbed his dark erection and gobbled him down. It was really tasty. What’s more, it really made my pussy throb.

I wanted him inside me. But I needed to get back to the surface first for another breath. But the question was: was he going to let me?

He finally let me pass. I shot up toward the surface, pulling hard while spewing bubbles. He followed me up until we both burst up panting loudly for breath.

My heart was pounding, so I had to tread water for a few moments to catch my breath. “You were down a long time,” he observed with a smile.

“No thanks to you,” I replied sarcastically.

“It’s the price of admission,” he replied. “Or in your case, it’s the price of being allowed to exit.”

I asked, “What’s the price if I get caught inside the cabin?” He just smiled at me.

My pussy throbbed with longing. “Let’s find out,” I gasped excitedly as I filled my lungs. Then I jack-knifed downward.

Arturo chased me all the way down. I darted into the sailboat, but he was right behind me. Then he grabbed my ankle in the cabin, pulling me to him.

I bubbled as he spun me around. Then he pushed his way into my tingling womanhood from behind. We ended up kneeling over the end of what was left of the bed.

He furiously pumped into me as I hung onto the frame. He ravished me inside the cabin of that sunken sailboat. It was glorious.

I don’t know how long we were down there. All I know is that my lungs were hurting when he suddenly went off inside me. I moaned and bubbled as I shuddered from a climax of my own.

Instinct made me rush for the exit. A part of me wondered if that’s what he did to the girls he brought down here: fucked ‘em and then drowned ‘em inside the cabin. I didn’t see any bodies, but the idea sure gave me erotic chills.

I pulled hard for the surface, my chest heaving. My lungs became empty as my stomach rippled. Then I burst up gasping loudly for breath.

Arturo came up and forced a kiss out of me. I gave in willingly as we submerged, our lips locked. Then we came back up to compose ourselves.

I swam over to the rope ladder, ready to take a break and climb aboard. But Arturo playfully blocked my path, shaking his head. “Not until you pay the price of admission.”

“Getting back onto your boat?” I protested. He just smiled and nodded. Then he pushed down on my head, submerging me in front of his dick that was now semi-hard.

I willingly gobbled him down, enjoying the way he was dominating me. He really pushed my limits. I finally got one last load out of him that I had to swallow before he let me back on board.

We pulled up anchor before heading back to the marina. I wanted to spend more time with him. But that’s when he apologized. He said he had an evening appointment he couldn’t break.

When we docked, I thanked him for a great afternoon. I told him I’d be looking him up again real soon. He told me he was counting on it. Then I went back to our bungalow to change.

Mom wasn’t around when I got there. I figured she was out getting a shafting of her own. At least now I had a really good story to tell her.

At dinner, I caught up to a sexy tourist whom I was instantly attracted to. We walked down the beach, but he didn’t want to get wet. So we ended up hitting several bars.

We finally went to his place for sex. But he’d been drinking so much that the sex wasn’t as good as it had been with Arturo, not even as good as that first guy I’d met. I finally left him all passed out on his bed.

I was disappointed as I headed back to our bungalow. It was around 11 pm, but I wasn’t ready for bed just yet. So I decided a nude soak out in the spa would be a great way to exhaust myself before going to sleep.

I stripped out of my clothes in my room before heading out to the spa. Then I heard laughter coming from right outside. Imagine my shock when I looked out the glass and saw mom out in our spa with Arturo. They were both naked, and were clearly getting it on with each other. I couldn’t believe it!

Was she his evening appointment?? I was jealous as hell. And I wanted to be more than a little angry with her.

I told myself I really couldn’t blame mom for being attracted to the guy. Still, I wished it would have been me out there in the spa with him instead of her.

I didn’t think they’d seen me. So I went back inside and got something to drink. I was going to put some clothes on, but it was a warm night. So I decided I would just remain naked.

I was feeling horny, jealous and a little sorry for myself when I heard mom cry out, “Honey? You in there? C’mon out here and meet Turo!” So I went to the door and looked out.

Mom saw me through the glass and waved for me to come outside. “C’mon out and meet Turo!” she repeated. She sounded drunk.

I protested… “But mom; I’m naked!”

“So’re we!” Then she laughed drunkenly.

I hesitantly stepped outside and headed for the spa in my nudity. Arturo looked at me in surprise before incredulously asking mom, “She’s your daughter?”

Mom slurred, “She shure is.” Then she looked at me and said “Look’n good, honey” before waving me to come join them.

As I got closer, I saw Arturo thrusting into mom from behind. “You two are having sex?” I blurted out incredulously, stating the obvious.

“No, honey… we’re juss fucking.” Then mom laughed like a loon.

Arturo smiled knowingly at me. Then he pushed mom forward. She bent over until her head splashed down into the water.

Bubbles came up from around her head. I couldn’t tell if she was laughing or drowning. A part of me was a little concerned. But mostly, I was just aroused by the whole damn thing.

For a moment, I was fully aware of how awkward the situation was, them fucking while all of us were nude. Then I decided, what the hell. So I got down into the water with them.

He pulled mom’s head up until she came up laughing like a loon again. There was no point asking him how much she’d had to drink. It was pretty obvious.

He held onto her arms, or she would have pitched forward on her own. “Feelsh good, honey!” she slurred. “He fucks grrraate!”

I think it was jealousy that made me grab mom’s head and force her down into the water. She laughed and bubbled. She was clearly feeling no pain.

I kept her head down as he fucked her in the spa. He smiled as he told me, “I think your mom likes me.”

I jealously replied, “Yeah, but do you like me?”

“Oh, very much.”

I just smiled, keeping mom’s head down as she laughed and bubbled. Then he warned me I should probably let her breathe. So I pulled her head up.

Mom came up laughing and gasping. “He’sh gawhh a graaaee cock, honey! You should shuck it! Shuck it – shuck it!” and she pushed down on my head.

The thing is: I really wanted to. Besides, he was smiling eagerly at me. So I submerged right then and there.

He pulled out of mom and let me grab his dick. I sucked him underwater, tasting my mother’s fluids all over him. Then he pulled out of my mouth before pushing his dick back into mom’s cunt.

“Tashe graaee, righhh?” Then mom laughed. I just pushed down on her head again, submerging her as he fucked her some more.

She laughed and bubbled as he fucked her. I was half tempted to help drown her. Besides, her drunken laughter was really starting to annoy me.

I pulled her head up before she could swallow water. Mom came up laughing like a hyena. Then she gasped, “Fuck my daw-er, Turo! Fuck her!”

I was shocked. “Mother??” But she came off him and drunkenly grabbed me, turning me around until my back was to our dark-skinned guest.

“Hole yer breafff as he fucksh you, honey!” Then she pushed down on my head. I barely had time to get a decent breath.

Arturo suddenly thrust into my pussy. I’ll admit it felt good, especially since I was shamefully aroused. It was so taboo being naked in the spa while fucking the same guy who’d just fucked your mother. I didn’t know what to think!

I bubbled until Arturo came out of me. I rose up, only to see my mother kneeling and sucking his cock underwater. More bubbles came up.

She came off him and pushed him back inside me. Then she pushed down on my head. I bubbled as Arturo fucked me.

Mom laughed like a loon again as she kept my head below the surface. The whole situation was utterly insane. But at least I was getting fucked by a guy I really liked.

“My tur agehn!” mom slurred as she pushed me away.

She climbed into Arturo’s lap, impaling herself upon his dick. Then she pulled him down on top of her. The two of them went under the surface in a flurry of bubbles.

Somehow, mom grabbed me and pulled me under with them. She forced me over toward Arturo’s waist. When he pulled out of her, he thrust right between my lips.

To my shock, mom pulled my waist down to her until I felt what surely had to be her tongue in my twat. Then Arturo pulled out of my mouth and thrust his dick back into my mother. That’s when mom went nuts while the two of us were 69ing.

She cried out a froth of bubbles into my crotch. Then she began spasming underneath me, hitching and gurgling. I got caught off guard and found myself climaxing unexpectedly.

Arturo pulled out of my mother, cum wisping out of her. Then he thrust his dick between my lips. He was in the midst of spurting his load when I got cum in my mouth. I just grunted and swallowed, still cumming as mom spewed bubbles up into my crotch.

He pulled my head up, allowing me to gasp for breath. “I think your mother’s drowning,” he observed with concern in his voice. I climbed off, but mom was still submerged, hitching and convulsing.

We got her head up out of the water. She came up coughing up fluid. We helped her over until she collapsed upright onto the steps leading down into the spa.

She sputtered, coughed, and then laughed again. So he helped me get mom out of the water and dried off. She kept laughing drunkenly, occasionally coughing.

We got her inside and put her to bed. She said she wanted to fuck some more. Then she started snoring.

Arturo said it was getting late and that he had to get going. I asked if I was going to see him again. He just smiled as he gave me a deep, soulful kiss. Then he departed, leaving me with a drunken, snoring mother.

8/22/24 inspired by oldojmo’s render.

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Ships in the Night 4 4.8 (23)

Posted on June 8, 2026 by riwa

Part 4

It suddenly occurred to me how much I needed to use the ladies’ room. My pussy was a mess, and I’d ingested a lot of alcohol. Besides, it was a chance to get away from Reggie for a few minutes to clear my head and gather my thoughts.

“I’ll be right back,” I told him as I got up from our booth. “I need to pay a visit to the little girls’ room. Ladies plumbing, you know.”

“That’s a good idea,” he replied as he got up with me. “I’ll go with you. I should probably make a little pit stop myself.”

We left the lounge together and headed for the restrooms. But as we walked together, I found myself beginning to question things.

Did I really want to stick around for much longer? What if my sensor popped? What if it went off while I was in the bathroom? What would Reggie do then?

We reached the area where the restrooms were located. “I’ll catch up to you back in the lounge,” I told him as I headed for my door. “This might take a few minutes.”

“See you then,” he said as he went for his door.

I was grateful for the chance to be away from Alison for the next few minutes. It gave me time alone to think. Besides, It hadn’t occurred to me until then just how much I really needed to use the john. I guess we’d both pushed our bladders a little too far so as not to miss anything happening up on the Entertainment stage.

As it turned out, I really had to go. I immediately felt better once I did. Afterwards, I washed my hands before I left the restroom.

Alison wasn’t outside her door when I emerged. I figured it might take her a little bit longer to clean up… ladies plumbing and all, as she’d said. So I headed back to the lounge.

I found an empty booth and sat down. An attendant immediately came by and offered to get me something. So I ordered a drink with a little less alcohol in it, wanting to remain in control of my faculties for as long as possible.

The attendant had barely walked away when I saw a male get up from a nearby booth and come over. When he approached, I immediately recognized him as one of the trio who’d taken part in Darcy’s hanging.

He stopped at my table and smiled at me. “Good evening,” he said pleasantly. “Mind if I join you?”

I didn’t have any reason to say no. Besides, Alison was liable to be gone a few minutes. So I waved him to take up a seat opposite me. “Thanks,” he said as he slid into the booth.

He set his half-full glass down on the table. About that time, the attendant brought mine over. I accepted it and took a drink as she walked away.

He smiled at me as he said, “I suppose you know who I am, don’t you?”

I nodded as I told him, “You’re the guy who hung that hooded girl up on the Entertainment stage a short time ago, aren’t you? You and your friends?”

“That’s right,” he replied. “My name’s Howard.”

“I’m Reggie,” I responded, and we reached across the table and shook hands.

He gave me a knowing look as he nodded in the direction of the restrooms before telling me, “Did your date ever tell you I was the one who ended up bringing her cousin in from the line outside?”

“My date. You mean Alison?”

He nodded. “Yeah, her. Darcy told me all about her.” So he DID know the name of the girl they’d hung up on the stage!

I nodded. “Yeah, she mentioned something about some guy bringing her cousin inside who couldn’t afford to bring them both in. That was you?”

“That was me, all right.” Then he startled me by asking, “Did you two enjoy fucking Darcy in that room with that hood she was wearing? Did Alison enjoy fucking her cousin?”

“You saw that??” I could not help feeling embarrassed at the knowledge he’d witnessed the whole thing.

He smiled as he told me, “Anyone with access to one of the monitors in the Club saw it. Hell, I’ll bet half the Club watched everything we or anyone else did to that girl in that room! You two weren’t the only ones, you know.” That made me embarrassed again as I contemplated how many folks had ended up watching Alison and I use those sex rooms.

I found an empty stall where I closed and locked the door. Then I proceeded to relieve myself. It turns out I really had to go.

I suddenly found myself thinking about Reggie again. Just how much longer did I really want to stick around this place? Was I fertile? Was there a chance my pregnancy sensor might pop? I had no idea.

I felt a brief surge of common sense slowly begin to return. Maybe it was time to call it a night. Perhaps it was best for me to get the hell out of here while I was still breathing.

Poor Darcy had brought us here to the Club in order to have a little fun. But things must not have turned out quite the way she had planned. After all, she was the one whose sensor had popped, causing her to lose her life in that noose up on the Entertainment stage.

About that time, I heard the main bathroom door open. Two females must have walked in together. I couldn’t help listening in on the topic of their conversation…

“…I still can’t believe they left that hood on her!”

“Do you think she ever knew?”

“She must have! At some point she must have! Did you see the way she wrapped her legs around that first guy in front of her? Surely she must have known by then!”

“Did you see the way she rode him? She must have wanted to get fucked in that noose real bad!” Then I heard water running in a couple of sinks.

“I saw that, all right. Hell; it’s as though she was born to it! And the way she fucked everyone in the sex room before her sensor popped? Surely she must have known she was going to end up hanging for it; right?”

“I’ll say! It was as if she wanted one last cock before she died! She was quite the whore, I tell you!”

“To fuck her like that… cunt and ass in the noose on the Entertainment stage while she was strangling to death? I’m sure she was cumming as she was going! Damn!”

“Do you really think she suspected her pregnancy sensor was going to pop when she came into the Club tonight? Why would she take a chance like that? What made her do it?”

“The thrill, probably.”

“The thrill?? She was wearing a hood! She couldn’t see or hear a damn thing!”

“I still wonder if it was deliberate on her part. Hell, three weeks ago there was a couple who came in here and used a snuff sex room.” That’s when two dryers suddenly came on. I strained to hear their conversation, but at least their voices got louder over the sound of their machines.

“…they got naked and fucked on a bed in a snuff sex room. Afterwards, he deliberately tied her arms behind her back. He made her kneel and suck his cock to get it nice and hard again. But you wanna know what he did then?”

“What did he do?”

“He noosed her up right then and there. Then he took her up into the air without a care in the world. That’s when he gave her a flying fuck as he hanged her.”

“Damn! He must have really wanted to fuck her as he hanged her. So then he took her back down; right?”

“Wrong! He pulled out of her, his cum dripping out of her cunt and everything. But the bastard just left her dangling there! Her sensor didn’t pop or anything! He deliberately snuffed her ass!”

I got so engrossed in their discussion that I developed a mental picture of what they were talking about. I gasped so loudly as I listened in that I was afraid they might have heard me. That’s when I heard the door open as they walked out, their voices fading…

“…some other guy walked in and fucked her corpse in the ass as she was dangling there.”

“Are you kidding me??” Then the door closed, silencing the voices beyond.

I sat there stunned at what I’d just heard. That’s when I found myself panting heavily for breath. I was wet as hell again.

I quickly wiped myself once more. Then I got up and flushed the toilet before heading to a sink to wash my hands. But their words were forever etched in my brain.

I stood there for a long moment, staring at my reflection in the mirror to compose myself. That’s when my mind drifted back to Reggie. Was he still here? Was he waiting for me? What else did he want to do to me??

I was trembling as I suddenly got a mental image of me dangling naked in a noose with Reggie standing right in front of me, his cock erect. I imagined him slowly entering me and giving me a flying fuck. Then I imagined that guy who’d brought Darcy in coming in afterwards and butt-fucking me as I dangled lifelessly in the rope’s constricting coil.

My panties were suddenly damp again. I was wet as hell. Gawd; what the hell was wrong with me??

“You know why Darcy brought her cousin to the Club tonight, don’t you? She told us while we were fucking her. She said she wanted to watch somebody snuff her and that she was disappointed I hadn’t brought her in with me. But she didn’t want to say anything or discourage me for fear I wouldn’t bring her all the way inside. Darcy even told me a couple of times that she sure would enjoy watching her cousin hang up on the Entertainment stage.”

I looked at him in astonishment. “You mean she wanted to bring her in here to deliberately pop her sensor??”

Howard shook his head. “Darcy told me I didn’t need the sensor. She said if I had enough cash on hand, I could bring her in and just string her right up. She said she would even chip in to help make it possible. I thought she was kidding, so I didn’t take her up on it.”

“My buddies showed up a few minutes after that. So we all gang-banged her together. She was certainly enjoying herself. Then she brought up her cousin again. She said someone ought to go back out to the line and bring her inside.”

“She was so kinky that Willie finally went and found the hood and put it on her so she couldn’t hear or see anything anymore. That sawhorse was perfect for tying her to it and fucking her silly. After using her, we decided it would be fun if we left her there for a while for others in the Club to come in and play with her. We even earned some extra cash that way.”

“Anyway, we got to discussing the idea of hanging her cousin. But when I looked outside, she was gone. I only found out later she had come into the Club when we checked one of the rooms on the monitor and saw you in there fucking her.”

“We’re old friends,” I explained. “We go way back to our university days. We haven’t seen each other in ages. When I saw her out in line, well naturally I decided to bring her in with me.”

“Just to look around, eh?” Howard asked dubiously.

I frowned at him. “Yeah; why?”

“I don’t believe you brought her in here just to have a look around. I saw what you did to her in that snuff sex room. She was damn near dead in that chair when you shut down the power. What made you stop?”

“The glow from the Entertainment stage stopped me,” I replied. Then I frowned as I added, “Howard, you got me all wrong. I didn’t bring her in here to snuff her. We’re just friends.”

“That’s not the way I saw it.”

I immediately became defensive as I declared, “You’re imagining things!”

“Am I? That’s not what it looked like when you were choking her while you were fucking her! It sure looked as though you wanted to snuff her! And while she was suffering in that chair, you sure as hell looked like you were enjoying yourself!”

I got angry and was going to tell him to go to hell when something stopped me. So I paused to take a long drink. That’s when I thought about it.

Was he right? Had I subconsciously brought Alison in here to snuff her? I sure as hell didn’t think so. But was I lying to myself??

A part of me felt concerned – and perhaps a little guilty – as to the truth of his words. I didn’t want to admit it, at least not to him. But what if deep down, it was true?

I was about to lay into him when he lifted up his hands in a defensive posture. “Hey, no offense, Reggie. It’s your evening; she’s your date. It’s just that it’s a good thing you got to her when you did or she might be dead by now instead of Darcy. Hell, the way Alison was acting while you were fucking her? I thought the slut was egging you on to snuff her!”

I frowned in disbelief. “You really think so?”

“Hell, man; I could see it in her eyes! A blind man could see it!” I just shook my head, not knowing what to think.

Was he speaking the truth? Or was he simply trying to get Alison snuffed after having helped to hang her cousin? He said he’d went outside looking for her, only to discover she was gone from the line. Was that really true?

Howard conspiratorially leaned closer. “Look, Reggie; I’m at your disposal; ok? I’ll do anything you want. If you decide to snuff her, I’ll help out in any way I can. But if not, I’m sure as hell looking forward to watching it take place on a monitor, if not up on the Entertainment stage itself.”

I shook my head as I quietly told him, “I’m not planning on snuffing Alison, Howard.”

“Yeah; right,” he smirked with a knowing look. “You just keep telling yourself that.”

I worked up a little indignation as I started to tell him, “Howard, I have no intention of…” That’s when I lapsed into silence as I saw Alison enter the lounge. I stared as she looked around, caught sight of me and then came right over to our table.

Howard turned to see what I was looking at. “Here’s your chance,” he said quietly.

Alison paused as she stared in shocked recognition at my guest. “H-hi,” she got out. “Good evening” was his reply.

“Ready to go home?” I asked her evenly.

She looked at me and blinked as though she hadn’t been anticipating that question. “Uh… not yet,” she replied. Howard just gave me a look as if to say, “See? I told you so.”

I looked at Howard, and then I looked at Alison. That’s when I made a decision. A moment later, the words came out of my mouth before I could stop them…

“Oh… ok. Well in that case, you’ll be spending some quality time in one of the sex rooms with Howard here. I’ll catch up to you a little later.”

I didn’t expect Darcy’s date and executioner to be sitting at the booth with Reggie. It caught me totally by surprise when I recognized who it was. Then Reggie asked me if I was ready to leave.

“Not yet,” I replied.

I don’t know why. But I wasn’t ready to leave. Or maybe, deep down, I DID know why I wasn’t ready to go.

The guys exchanged knowing looks over something. A moment later, Reggie knocked me over with a feather by telling me I would be hanging out with Howard in one of the sex rooms for a while. He said he would catch up to us later.

Howard slid out of the booth and took my arm, a big smile on his face as my heart started to race. Reggie just waved, “Have fun, you two.” Then Howard escorted me away.

“We’re going to a sex room?” I panted from a mixture of anxiety and excitement.

“We talked it over,” he explained. “You did say you wanted to stick around a little while longer. Or did he get that wrong?”

“N-no,” I replied nervously. “He didn’t.”

“Good. I’m glad we got that cleared up.”

He took us back and checked us into a sex room. Then he forced me onto my knees. “A slut like you knows what to do,” he said as he unzipped his fly.

I was trembling like mad as I took him into my mouth. Why the hell had Reggie passed me off to him?? That’s when it hit me like a thunderbolt.

OHMYGAWD! He was going to try popping my sensor and then HANG me, just like he did to my cousin Darcy!

Howard gave me a brutal skull-fucking as he worked me out of my clothes. Then he declared, “Show me that you mean it, slut!” That’s when he grabbed the back of my head, shoving his cock down my throat.

It was incredibly humiliating. It was also arousing as hell. I nearly climaxed the moment I got his first creamy load down my throat.

He made me suck him clean. Then he quickly undressed as he bent me over the end of the bed. A moment later I felt his cock thrust into my cunt from behind.

“Look straight ahead above the headboard,” he instructed. “See the camera recording us?”

“Gawd!” I panted as I blushed a bright crimson.

My bra suddenly came around my neck. Then he strangled me with it as he told me, “Now show your boyfriend how much you’re enjoying letting me snuff you.”

I felt an erotic jolt something fierce. Never in my wildest dreams had I anticipated the evening branching off in this direction. I ended up climaxing like a whore as he nearly closed off my windpipe while pounding me from behind.

I watched him on the monitor as he throat-fucked Alison. Amazingly, she really seemed to get into it. I should have known.

I was a bit surprised when he strangled her with her own bra as he fucked her from behind. Then he told her to show me how much she was enjoying him snuff her. What the hell was this??

She rasped and gurgled as she orgasmed like crazy. It was obvious to anyone watching. Glancing around, I was sure there were a few others in the lounge who were watching her on their monitors.

I half-expected him to strangle her to death despite my instructions. But he didn’t. Instead, he made her climax a couple more times.

They finally got up onto the bed. He made her climb onto his erection in a reverse cowgirl. She was looking right at the camera – right at me – as she began bouncing up and down on his dick.

He savagely squeezed and groped her tits. Then he wrapped his hands around her throat and choked her. She climaxed like crazy as she rasped for breath.

This went on for nearly forty-five minutes. Howard and Alison fucked in every position imaginable. Most of the time he choked or strangled her as though proving to me just how much she was into it. The whole damn thing was incredibly arousing to observe.

They had a brief pause as he made her suck his cock again. Then oddly, he crossed her arms behind her back and secured them together with rope. Afterwards, he fucked her over the end of the bed again, strangling her with her bra as he showed her enjoying herself to the whole damn Club.

The whole time I was watching, I found myself beginning to consider a lethal course of action. I was sure if given the opportunity, Howard would not hesitate to take a similar action. Besides, the way Alison was looking lustfully into the camera was getting to me, making me consider something I’d almost done to her way back in that pool… something I’d almost done twice to her already right here in the Club.

Something made me turn off the monitor before getting up from the booth. I found an attendant and asked her a question that was uppermost on my mind. When she gave me the answer I was half-expecting, I found myself heading for the sex rooms, deciding I was going to finish this evening one way or the other.

Howard played me like a Stradivarius, making me climax again and again from erotic asphyxiation. I got one load of cum down my throat, and two more up my cunt. Between Howard and Reggie, I was sure my pregnancy sensor was going to pop.

I finally reached the point where I believed I’d seen Reggie for the last time. Howard seemed determined to fuck me until my sensor went off. Hell, I wasn’t even sure I was going to live long enough to get pregnant!

Maybe I should have been frightened. Maybe I should have tried to call him off. But I didn’t; I just couldn’t make myself do it.

What really sent me over the edge was when he tied my arms behind my back. Then he strangled me with my bra again as he fucked me from behind. That’s when he told me Darcy had always wanted him to go out and fetch me from the line outside so she could watch him snuff me.

He gleefully told me, “You’re going to die tonight, bitch!” Then he made me ride him in that reverse cowgirl position again, making me face the camera (and Reggie) as he choked me. I don’t know why I came so hard all over his cock.

Afterwards, I was kneeling over him on the bed trying my best to suck his cock clean when the door suddenly opened. I turned to look, and there stood Reggie. Was he here to save me? Did I even want to be saved??

He did not appear to be the least bit angry or hurt. I half-expected some sort of a negative response out of him. But there wasn’t one. It was as though my time with Howard had simply come to an end.

He came over and got me up off the bed. But I didn’t know what to think when he grabbed my arm and steered me naked toward the door. “Give us a few minutes; ok?” he called over his shoulder to Howard. Then he guided us out the door.

I was tempted to speak, tempted to say something. But I didn’t. Even though he’d sent me off with Howard, what could I say to him that would make all of this right come out right? I had enjoyed myself with Howard, and I wasn’t all that ashamed by it.

He led me to another door and checked us in. Almost immediately I noticed it was a snuff sex room. What the hell were we doing in here??

Reggie fetched some sort of remote. Then he calmly undressed right in front of me. A moment later I was pushed down onto my knees where I was forced to suck his cock.

He never said a word. It was as though he was all business. I didn’t know what else to do, so I dutifully sucked his dick.

He gagged me as he deep-throated me. I flushed red with embarrassment as he savagely fucked my face. How could I explain to him how much I loved what he was doing to me??

He activated the remote, and I heard the sound of something mechanical. He stopped me from sucking long enough to loop a noose around my throat. Then he went back to fucking my face.

I heard the sound again. That’s when the noose tightened. I choked and gagged with his dick in my mouth.

I heard the sound again. The noose got so tight that it lifted me right up onto my feet. But he kept going until my toes left the floor!

For a moment, I kicked and shimmied as I strangled in the noose. A moment later, he lowered me back down. He brought me all the way down to my knees where he fucked my face again.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do. So I kept sucking his cock for all I was worth. My nipples were really hard, my pussy unbelievably wet.

I heard that mechanical sound again as the noose pulled me to my feet. Then it pulled me back up into the air. I kicked and shimmied something fierce as my lungs screamed at me.

I was up longer before he lowered me back down. I came all the way down onto my knees where he fucked my face again. I was half-strangled as he hit the back of my throat.

What was Reggie doing? Gawd; what the hell was he doing?? All I know is that I was frightened out of my wits… and unbelievably aroused.

I heard that mechanical sound again as I was pulled up onto my feet. Then my toes left the floor. That’s when Reggie stepped up to me.

Panicked, I wrapped my legs around him for support. That’s when I slid down onto his cock. He punched the button on the remote again and again, lifting me up and down until I was half-strangled before bottoming out onto his erection.

Reggie pulled me up before slipping his cock out of me. I kicked and shimmied for a moment or two. Then he lowered me back down onto the floor.

I went all the way back down onto my knees. Then Reggie fucked my face again. I gagged and grunted as my body trembled with fear and arousal.

I was half-strangled when his cock suddenly went off between my lips. But I couldn’t swallow anything. The noose restricted my throat too much.

I heard the noose again as I was pulled back up onto my feet. But I didn’t get a chance to swallow. I was pulled all the way up until I dangled in midair, his cum in my mouth while dripping off my lips and tongue.

I kicked and shimmied again. But he didn’t step up to me. He just caressed my naked, quivering body as my lungs cried out in my chest.

He finally stepped up to me. So I frantically wrapped my legs around him. Once more, I found his cock, impaling myself upon him. That’s when I shuddered in orgasm.

It was awful; it was painful; it was glorious! I hadn’t expected it to hurt that much. But I felt as though I was suffering for Reggie’s sexual pleasure while making up for the way I’d enjoyed fucking Howard. And shamefully, I loved it!

I suddenly remembered that conversation of those two women in that restroom. As if to confirm my deepest fears, Howard suddenly came into the room. He was still naked.

He walked up behind me without saying a word. Then I felt him grab me before penetrating my ass. I shuddered from a mixture of arousal and humiliation.

I rode Reggie until I couldn’t keep my legs up anymore. Then I hung limp, impaled in front and in back. If only Darcy would have been alive to see this. I’m sure she would have been thrilled.

I weakly clenched around the cocks in both my holes. Then Reggie pulled out. He stepped back and lifted me higher in the noose until I could barely feel Howard up my ass.

I suddenly panicked. Gawd; was he going to leave me like this?? Then I remembered that conversation in the rest room yet again.

Those ladies had talked about a man who’d deliberately hanged his wife. It made me wonder if perhaps it was Reggie they were talking about the way he was treating me. Was he going to leave me to hang as well??

I climaxed weakly on Howard’s cock up my butt. Reggie just stood there watching me. I could see his cock was semi-erect.

He backed up and sat down upon the bed. “She’s all yours, Howard.” Then he pulled me up into the air until I dangled quietly.

Gawd! Maybe he WAS that husband those women had talked about in that restroom!

I was too weak to fight my noose, and I was too weak to breathe. It hurt like hell. But for some reason, it felt right.

It felt right for me to die for Reggie. And it felt right having Howard in the room partaking in my demise. I couldn’t help wondering how Darcy would have reacted.

My vision began spiraling away. It felt like my lungs exploded in my chest. Then I was aware of nothing at all. But my body shuddered one last time as Reggie lowered me so Howard could cum up my butt, leaving his cream to leak out of my ass as I gently swung back and forth in the snuff sex room in the Club.

9/02/25

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Midnight Swim with a Hooker 4.5 (21)

Posted on June 8, 2026 by riwa

Note: This is the first story I ever posted to UWFetish, which closed some years back. I thought I’d post it here for you all to enjoy.

It was getting late and my wife Mary and I were looking forward to getting into our motel after a long day’s drive. But as we were getting close to town we saw someone walking along the side of the road. It was a woman dressed in heels, nylons, a short black skirt and a tight blouse. She was carrying some sort of bag in her hand.

“Pull over!” my wife blurted out. “We can’t just leave her all alone out here at night like that!”

We pulled off the road and offered the woman a lift. She looked to be in her mid-thirties with blonde hair and an impressive rack on her chest. But her attire made me question what she was doing walking all alone out here so far from civilization.

“Thanks!” she told us appreciatively as she climbed into the back seat.

She said her name was Dottie and that her car had broken down on some side road. She said several vehicles had passed her by and she was certainly glad we had chosen to stop. She had a charming English accent.

My wife seemed to take to her right away and they started talking back and forth to each other. But when I looked back at her in the rear view mirror, she caught my notice and smiled back. Then she proceeded to pull a compact out of her bag, using it to help her apply some bright red lipstick.

She pursed her lips after she was done, looking from side to side as though checking her handiwork. Then she smiled at me. I got the impression she was flirting with me, although the lateness of the evening may have affected my judgment.

We finally got into town and made it to our motel. It was a good thing my wife had me make reservations as they were full up when we checked in. That meant they didn’t have an extra room for Dottie.

“Why don’t you stay with us?” Mary suggested. “We always order an extra bed; you can sleep in our room!”

Dottie seemed appreciative of our generosity and offered to help pay for the room. But my wife dismissively waved her off, telling her it was our treat due to her car problems. Dottie thanked her, telling us she would make sure to call someone first thing in the morning to go fetch her car and have it towed in for repairs.

I thought there was something wrong with the night clerk because he kept looking at me kind of funny as we checked in. He also acted as if he had seen Dottie once before. I found it odd, but decided it was late and I was probably reading too much into things.

The motel restaurant was still open so the three of us went inside to get a bite to eat. Each of us had an adult beverage with our meal. When Dottie offered to pay for the food and drinks, my wife finally relented.

Our companion looked into her bag and suddenly let out a cry of despair. “I don’t have my purse with me!” she wailed. “I must have left it back in the car! I was SURE I had tossed it into my bag before I locked up!”

“Oh, don’t worry about it,” my wife said with a cheerful wave. “We’ll cover it; right, honey?” She looked at me with the kind of look a wife gives a husband, indicating I should agree with her. So I didn’t say a word. Besides, if she wanted to be generous then who was I to say no?

We finally went to our room, which included the two beds Mary had requested. She often tossed and turned at night when she slept. She sometimes liked to have a bed all to herself when we were traveling so as not to pummel me during the night.

Our new English friend seemed to appreciate having a bed all to herself. Mary and I climbed into the other one while still in our clothes to watch some TV. But after awhile Dottie seemed to get bored. She left the room and was gone for quite awhile.

It was getting late and I was becoming sleepy from the long trip. Mary had already dozed off so I just let her snooze. But I didn’t know where Dottie had gone. I was beginning to get concerned.

I was just about to go track her down when she came back to the room. “The pool’s still open,” she told me with a smile. “In fact it’s open all night. I could sure use a swim! Care to come down and join me?”

I asked her if she had brought a suit with her. She just smiled coyly. She peered intently at my wife as though making sure she was fast asleep. Then she proceeded to undress right there in front of me. She revealed a lacy black bra and a sexy pair of panties.

“Will these do?” she asked with a giggle. I couldn’t help smiling.

“Yeah, those should do fine,” I told her.

“Meet me down there?” she asked as she grabbed a towel and then headed for the door. I told her I would change and be right down.

I undressed, climbed into a pair of baggy green trunks, and then headed down to the pool with a towel of my own. I thought a swim would be nice after our long drive. But I had to wonder about this Englishwoman who didn’t seem to have many inhibitions.

When I got there I saw a towel on a nearby chair and nothing else. Dottie was nowhere in sight. But when I noticed the water was rippling, I looked down and saw she was already in the pool.

I stepped up to the edge and looked down to see she was in the deep end. She was sitting on the bottom holding her breath and releasing bubbles, her blond strands waving about her head. I couldn’t help admiring the large rack on the chest of her 5’4” frame.

I went to the shallow end and climbed down the steps into the water. I decided the safest thing to do was a little swimming back and forth. I dutifully kept track of her location as she sat on the pool floor in the deep end so as not to accidentally bump into her.

She went up for a breath and then submerged again, ending up on the bottom in a sitting position. Then she began touching herself all over while I was watching. I couldn’t help noticing that she had some pale, oblong object with her, something that looked like some sort of dildo.

Her bra and panties did little to cover her assets, especially that large chest of hers. Her nipples were hard and I thought I saw something of a camel toe peaking through her lacy bottoms. I couldn’t help myself as my cock started to get hard.

She waved for me to come closer as I swam back and forth over the top of her. So I did as she wished. She reached out and playfully touched my bulging trunks as I swam by. She gave me a bubbly smile which I returned with a “naughty-naughty” look and finger-wag. She just giggled some bubbles before going back to touching herself.

When I made my turn and came back toward the deep end I think she was waiting for me. Dottie saw me coming, reached behind her back and then brazenly unclipped her lacy black bra. It fell away as I approached, and her impressive melons spilled out. Then she motioned for me to come closer.

I got close enough for her to try to reach out and touch my bulge again. This time I tried to pull away. But the vixen was not to be denied, grinning and bubbling at me as she seductively rubbed my bulge before the two of us surfaced.

I swam over to the end of the pool and Dottie followed me. “I’m really horny,” she giggled into my ear. “But you look like you’re horny too!”

The nymph reached out and touched my bulge again. Then she took a deep breath and went back down in a flurry of bubbles. I slipped my head under and watched her swim down to the bottom where she sat on her ass and rubbed her tits once more.

I heard her moan as though she was enjoying herself. She even reached down and rubbed the crotch in her panties, seductively looking at me the whole time she was doing it. By now her nipples were incredibly hard.

I tried to distract myself by swimming back to the shallow end of the pool. But when I turned around and came back, I saw Dottie rise up on her knees. She tucked her thumbs into her panties and slowly peeled them down her thighs as though giving me a strip-show.

As I got closer the naughty woman finished pulling them off her sexy legs. Then she playfully waved them around and around in the water. Dottie sent them in my direction like a slingshot, causing them to spin and then drift a bit before they began to settle onto the pool floor.

She waved for me to come closer again, so I swam down to her. This time the vixen grabbed my bulge and really gave it several aggressive strokes. I moaned and bubbled, feeling my inhibitions wilting like grass under a scorching sun.

She followed me as I headed up, spewing air out of her nose as she surfaced beside me. We swam together over to the edge of the pool, my heart beating rapidly. The nymph certainly seemed to know what she wanted… and I didn’t have the resistance to stop her.

“You sure are getting hard!” Dottie giggled playfully. “That wouldn’t happen to be MY fault, would it?” I didn’t know how to answer her and she laughed at my shyness.

I headed back to the shallow end while she headed back down for the bottom of the pool. When I reached the end and came back around, I saw she had the dildo in her hand. Unbelievably she was thrusting it in and out of her pussy in plain view!

She had spread her legs wide, making sure I had an unobstructed view. She wasn’t the least bit inhibited or anything. Dottie was certainly going out of her way to make sure I got an eyeful.

I couldn’t help myself; I just drifted there underwater watching her play with herself while I was holding my breath. Now that she had my full attention she really went to town fucking herself with that dildo. The sex kitten must have been overheated and ready to go off or something because she suddenly screamed a froth of bubbles as she orgasmed right there in front of me.

I didn’t know what the hell to do! Ao I swam over to the edge of the pool. She came up right beside me, grinning lewdly as she reached down and rubbed my bulge again. “My, but you’re hard!” she told me.

She said she could take care of that for me if I desired. Then she asked if I had any extra money. Apparently Dottie was driving home to see her mother, and because of her impending expenses with the car, she didn’t know if she had enough in her purse to make the entire journey.

I told her I didn’t know and that I would have to check with my wife. She just kept rubbing my bulge the whole time, purring seductively at me. “Here, let me take care of that ‘problem’ for you!” she said as she took a deep breath and then slipped below the surface.

She caressed my waist as she seductively slipped her fingers into the waistband to my trunks. Then she slowly peeled them down, causing my rock hard cock to spring forth. I found myself wondering just how far I should let this go, especially with my wife sleeping back in our room just down the hall!

Dottie pulled my trunks all the way down my legs until they were left drifting toward the floor of the pool. The sex kitten then reached out and touched my twitching manhood as though excited to see it, happily admiring how hard I was. She blew bubbles against it and caressed it lovingly. Then she rose back up to the surface beside me, panting quietly for breath.

“Wow, you’re really hard!” she giggled. “Is it because of my big boobs? Let’s find out if it’s because of my big boobs, ok?” Then she inhaled deeply and submerged again.

Dottie came right up to my hard, twitching cock and sandwiched it right between her two mounds. She rubbed it between them, grinning the whole time as she gave me a bubbly titty-fuck. The underwater nymph was really coming on to me! It was getting harder and harder to think of my wife back in our motel room!

After a long, bubbly breath-hold and titty-fuck, Dottie popped up for a breath. “Oh my!” she giggled impishly. “Just look what I’ve done! Now you’re REALLY hard, aren’t you! It wouldn’t be right of me to let you go back to the room without doing something about that now, would it? Besides, your wife is trying to sleep! We wouldn’t want you to wake her up just because you need a release, would we?”

She took another deep breath before slipping back down below the surface. The English nymph grabbed onto my legs for support as she took my cock in her hand. Then she stuffed it right into her mouth as she pulled me down with her!

I probably should have stopped her, but I didn’t. By then my cock was doing all my thinking for me! I was enjoying what that English tart was doing to me. Thoughts of my wife sleeping back in our room were getting farther and farther away.

Dottie pulled me down toward the bottom where she rolled over onto her back, pulling me down on top of her. She grabbed my ass and gave it a playful squeeze as she gulped me down. I felt the hungry vixen take me deep down her throat. Her moans gave my cock a delicious vibration.

We were down quite awhile, and I couldn’t help thrusting into her mouth. She made a move like she wanted another breath, so I let her back up. She headed for the surface and I came up with her, both of us gasping heavily.

She smiled playfully as she caressed my chest. “You acted like you wanted to keep me down longer,” she observed with a naughty giggle. “Is that true? Did you want to force me to stay down longer? You can if you want to! Afterwards it would really be nice if you could help me with some of my traveling expenses to go see my mother.”

Before I could respond, Dottie took another deep breath and headed back down. She grabbed my cock in her hand and jerked me down with her as though she wasn’t going alone. We reached the bottom where she knelt and started to blow me again, her hand cupping my balls as she took me deep down her throat.

She grabbed one of my hands and placed it upon her head, wanting me to enjoy myself. I gripped her skull as I thrust my cock hard into her mouth. She grunted and gurgled happily, giving me a bit of a struggle as though I might enjoy that. But her eyes twinkled merrily the whole time, indicating she was enjoying herself.

When we both needed air, I allowed her to surface as I followed her up. She came up gasping before moving right up against my naked body, pressing her boobs hard into my bare chest. “I just LOVE a man who forces me, you know?” she purred. “It’s so hot having a man force me for his pleasure!” Then she took a deep breath and submerged again, grabbing my cock and pulling me down with her.

We went right to the bottom where she submissively knelt as I grabbed the back of her head. I eagerly thrust my cock hard into Dottie’s mouth, thoughts of my wife so very far away. She just grunted and groaned like I was finally getting the hang of it!

She came off my cock and then stretched herself out on her back on the bottom of the pool. I saw her spread her legs wide, her invitation obvious. With some breath left in my lungs I swam down between her legs.

Instead of giving her my cock, I grabbed her ass for support. I gave it a sexy squeeze as I shoved my face into her muff. My tongue lashed out and I gave her quite a few tasty licks. Dottie wriggled and squealed bubbles of pleasure.

I proceeded to probe her pussy with my tongue, pushing it between her labia. I lapped up her dripping treasure as I explored the entrance to her quivering hole. She bubbled with delight, wriggling and squirming the whole time.

Eventually I pushed it right in and gave her a gentle tongue-fucking. “OH DARLING!” she squealed in a flurry of bubbles. I got her all worked up before we headed for the surface.

She came up with me, panting like crazy. “Bloody hell; you’re wonderful!” she gushed. “Do it again, only this time let me have your cock! I just love having my mouth filled with your cock!” Then she inhaled deeply before heading back down.

I went down after her, stretching out on top of her in a 69 position. She grabbed my butt and pulled me down so she could pull my cock down into her mouth. I grabbed her ass to keep from floating up. Then I mashed my lips against her wet opening.

We went to town on each other, moaning and groaning like crazy. The harder I licked and sucked and blew little bubbles, the deeper she tried to take me down her throat. It was as though we were trying to outdo each other.

When we finally came up for air Dottie told me she wanted to suck my cock again. But this time she really wanted me to get rough with her. She said she loved it when I used her for my enjoyment, especially when there was the faintest danger of drowning added to the mix. So I pushed her head under the water, and she eagerly took my cock into her mouth.

Maybe I was angry with myself for betraying Mary… or maybe I just wanted to get rough with her for being so damned seductive! All I know is that I really fucked her face good and hard. I really took it out on her, perhaps over my guilt at not having stopped this sooner! But she didn’t once resist, and I heard her grunt and gurgle as I filled her throat with my meat.

She grunted each time I thrust hard… “UNGH – UNGH – UNGH – UNGH!” Bubbles came out of her mouth and nose with each thrust. It was sexy as hell!

I was facing the door keeping watch the whole time when it suddenly opened. I thought I was dead meat when I saw my wife walk in! I certainly didn’t expect to see her, much less wearing her pink bikini, the one I thought looked quite sexy on her attractive 5’6” figure.

Had she awakened and concluded I was down at the pool? Had she come down, seen me in the water, gone back to the room and changed into her bikini to come join me? Did she know that crazy Englishwoman Dottie was naked and sucking my cock underwater?? If not she was going to find out any second now!

I felt this lump in my throat as she approached the edge of the pool. There was no point in hiding it; Dottie and I were caught red-handed! When she looked down and saw me thrusting into the English tart’s mouth, I knew it was all over!

I thought for sure we were so fucking dead! But instead of saying anything, Mary actually smiled at me! Then she brought a finger to her lips… “Shhh!”

I was incredulous; was she serious??!! I had actually let up thrusting into Dottie’s mouth out of shock at seeing Mary show up. She just smiled and motioned… “Go on; keep going.”

Dottie grunted and bubbled as I resumed my thrusts. It felt like my cock was hitting the back of her throat. But when I looked at Mary again to confirm it was ok, to my utter surprise she just smiled and nodded. In fact I swear I saw her mouth the word “HARDER!”

I kept Dottie down for a long time, my cock twitching in her mouth each time she groaned and bubbled as she sucked me deep. She really grunted when I slammed my meat into the back of her throat. Mary kept looking down and smiling at me as though this was exactly what she wanted to watch.

Dottie started to struggle as though she wanted back up for another breath. I looked questioningly at Mary, but she shook her head as she mouthed the words “Not yet; keep her down.” Had my wife actually developed a sadistic side, one I was now about to discover??

I kept Dottie submerged as I continued fucking her face until I finally let her up. I was careful to make sure she was facing me. I didn’t want her to see Mary sitting on the edge of the pool right behind her.

She gasped and sputtered as though I had kept her down longer then she’d anticipated. But she didn’t act all that upset about it. On the contrary, she seemed to enjoy it!

“Oh darling!” she gushed excitedly. “You’re really being rough on me! I absolutely love it!”

I glanced at my wife, fearful she wouldn’t like hearing that little term of endearment coming out of our hitchhiker’s mouth. She just made a motion of her hand pushing down. Clearly she wanted me to push the English tart back under.

Dottie bubbled unexpectedly as I pushed her head under the surface. Then I speared her mouth with my cock for a second time. I saw Mary make a few demonstrative hip thrusts as though I should really give it to Dottie good and hard! She was smiling the whole time as though it was quite all right with her!

I really gave it my all to our sexy hitchhiker, fucking her skull good and hard. Dottie didn’t act the least bit upset. In fact it was more like she was enjoying herself, as though she was used to this being done to her! Had she done this many times before?? Now I was really starting to wonder!

I looked up at Mary who by now had started to rub herself. I couldn’t believe it! Was she actually getting off watching another woman blow me underwater?!

“Fuck her face hard!” she mouthed at me. I nodded as I thrust even harder into Dottie’s mouth. It resulted in more grunts and bubbles as I hit the back of her throat. I even heard a bubbly groan as though the crazy bitch was enjoying what I was doing to her!

“I woke up and you were gone!” Mary mouthed at me with a smile. Then she pointed at Dottie and nodded as she mouthed “Just keep going!” I gave her sort of an “Ok; if you say so!” shrug.

I pulled Dottie up and she gasped for breath. “Oh fuck; you’re really giving it to me good, darling!” she gasped. I just shoved her right back down in a flurry of bubbles, impaling her mouth with my cock again.

The harder I thrust, the more aroused my wife seemed to become! Mary let out a gasp of pleasure as though it was incredibly erotic to watch! Then I saw her deliberately pop the strings to her bikini top!

It fell away and I watched in astonishment as she began to grope and fondle her gorgeous 34 B’s. She was all turned on; I could see that her nipples had become really hard! Was it because of how rough I was being on our sexy English hitchhiker??

I thrust hard in and out of Dottie’s mouth before letting her up for another quick breath. I listened to her delightful gasp and then shoved her right back down. She groaned as she sucked on my cock like a hungry little hooker who hadn’t had a cum shake in a long time. It was quite a turn-on!

I was even more surprised when Mary suddenly removed her bikini bottoms. Then she sat there on the edge of the pool with her legs dangling in the water. It really astonished me when she fingered her dripping snatch with one hand while groping her tits with the other.

I pulled Dottie back up, listened to her gasp for breath, and then quickly submerged her. That’s when I heard Mary gasp, “Yes; dunk that whore! That is SO fucking hot!” Her language had suddenly become coarse and vulgar. It was a shock to my ears… and yet so incredibly sexy!

Dottie was really grunting and struggling when I finally pulled her back up. I let her catch her breath, careful to make sure she didn’t turn around and become aware of my wife sitting there on the edge of the pool behind her. Her gasps were loud and long, but she didn’t act the least bit angry with me. Instead she gave me this look of smoldering lust.

“Wow, darling!” she panted. “Now I’m REALLY horny!! Can I sit in your lap? You can reward me later if you want!” The implication was becoming all too clear she wanted money for this.

Without even waiting for a reply she climbed aboard, slowly impaling herself on my hard, quivering dick. I looked at Mary as a surge of panic coursed through my body. To my complete surprise she just smiled and waved dismissively… “Go right ahead.” Then Dottie and I submerged, the two of us bubbling as we went down.

The English nymph started to ride me, kissing me deeply while giving me lots and lots of tongue. I was hard as a rock and utterly turned on as I thrust into her tight snatch. Strangely, the fact that my wife was watching us the whole time – and seemed to be egging me on – made it all the more erotic.

Dottie grunted and moaned with pleasure as her eyes rolled. We kicked our way back up to the surface where she blurted out, “Take me back down, darling! I want to ride you as you fuck me!!” So back down we went, with my crazy wife sitting right there on the edge of the pool rubbing herself silly!!

Dottie enthusiastically bounced up and down on my cock, riding me like she hadn’t fucked anyone in awhile. Her pussy felt nice and wet and tight; I could feel it spasm as she hungrily milked me with her vaginal muscles. She groaned and bubbled her pleasure as she kissed me deeply, her tongue hungrily probing my mouth.

As our lungs began to heave she helped me kick ourselves back up to the surface for another breath. “Mary sure is missing out, isn’t she?” Dottie whispered seductively when we popped up. I smiled and nodded as I looked over her shoulder to see my wife sitting there rubbing herself up a storm. It was so surreal that for a minute there I thought I might be dreaming!

Mary pointed at her and then motioned for me to “Take her down!” But Dottie wanted to go back under anyway. “Down we go, darling!” she declared enthusiastically. “Now fuck me hard! Use me for your pleasure!” Then we both inhaled as we slipped back down below the surface.

In no time at all I saw my wife slip off the edge of the pool into the water with us. I guess she couldn’t take it anymore. She caught Dottie by surprise when she grabbed her shoulder and spun her around off my cock so the English tart could see just whose husband she was fucking.

Naturally Dottie panicked and she quickly burst up to the surface along with Mary and I. “It’s not what you think, love!” she sputtered. “He seduced ME!”

“Like HELL he did!” My wife snarled at her. “I know what your game is!”

“Game? What are you talking about??!! I don’t have a ‘game’!!”

“I know your kind, you whore! How many men have you lured to this motel?”

“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, love!” Obviously the jig was up; she had just been caught. But she still kept trying to pin the blame on me.

“Look, I just wanted to come down for a swim before bed; that’s all! Your husband came down and seduced me!” Then she pointed an accusing finger at me as she added, “Just ask him; you’ll see!”

I was kind of shell-shocked and I numbly shook my head. I figured now was the time we were about to witness my wife’s wrath. I was certain this wasn’t going to turn out well. But again Mary surprised me!

“This was your plan all along, wasn’t it!” my wife declared angrily. “…walking alone on that road in the middle of the night in that get-up… planning on some poor bastard picking you up… getting free room and board out of the deal! What were you planning on doing? …blackmailing him into giving you money so you wouldn’t spill the beans??”

“I’ve never been so insulted in all my life!” Dottie shot back, defiantly trying to shut my wife down. “I have a little car trouble and you accuse me of all sorts of vile things? Of all the nerve! If this is the way you’re going to be, then I’ll just gather my things and go! I’d rather be back on the street than stay with a judgmental bitch like YOU!”

“Don’t get all high and mighty with me, you fucking whore!” Mary retorted, not buying any of it for a second. “A fuck and a buck; that’s all you want!”

“You bitch! I don’t have to stay here and take that from you!”

I had no idea what was going to happen next. I just clung to the side of the pool with a deer-in-the-headlights look. What Mary did next surprised the hell out of me!

Dottie started to climb out of the pool, muttering something about jealous, suspicious bitches. “Oh NO; you don’t!” Mary declared, grabbing her and pulling her back into the water. “Just where the hell do you think YOU’RE going?? You’re not finished here yet!”

Dottie came up sputtering, acting all indignant. “I’m done with my swim, love! You can go to hell with all your accusations!” Then Mary grabbed her by the shoulders…

“HEY; LET ME GO!!”

“Oh, you’re not finished yet, you English bitch!! Don’t you know whores like you are always supposed to finish what they start?? You said you wanted to fuck my husband; isn’t that right? So that’s what you’re going to do!”

“You bitch!! You can’t make me!!”

“Oh yeah? Who says I can’t??!! That’s my husband you’re fucking, you bitch! And I say you’re going to finish the job!! Now get your ass back down there and suck my husband’s cock back to life!”

“YOU CAN’T – BURLGLUBGRBL!”

Dottie started to protest, only to have Mary to grab her head and push her under. She forced her over to my semi-hard cock and then made her swallow it. “Now give her the skull-fucking she deserves, honey!” she demanded.

I certainly wasn’t about to cross Mary now, not after seeing a sadistic side to her that I had never seen before! So I really gave it to Dottie good and hard. Mary maintained her grasp of the English woman’s head so that she couldn’t get away.

Dottie grunted and gurgled as I thrust into her mouth. “Harder!” Mary demanded as though I wasn’t giving it to her good enough. “She’s a whore and she loves sucking cock! So make sure she gets a real good taste of yours; ok, honey?”

I nodded and thrust harder, resulting in more grunts and bubbles. Mary softened a bit as she watched. She became turned on again, saying things like “Yes… yes… fuck that face hard… she fucking deserves it… she’s supposed to love cock, remember? Gawd; that’s so fucking sexy!”

Dottie grunted and struggled even more as an array of bubbles came up out of her nose. Clearly she wanted back up for another breath. Mary just laughed at her as she pushed down even harder on the Englishwoman’s head, telling her “You can just stay down there and suck cock like a good whore!”

At that moment I was a little scared. But I have to admit I was extremely turned on at my wife’s change in demeanor. This was a side of her I had never seen before. And the fact that she was taking it out on another woman was proving to be doubly erotic!

Dottie really started thrashing about, obviously wanting air. Mary was the one who finally let her up for a breath. Dottie came up gasping and moaning, coughing and panting heavily… “Not so rough, love!!”

“What’s the matter, whore? Out of practice? Can’t hold your breath very long? Surely this isn’t the first time you’ve done this, bitch! So let’s get you back down for more practice, ok?” Then she shoved her head under, making sure I speared her mouth again with my cock.

“Fuck that face hard!” Mary demanded, making sure she had a good handful of hair so that Dottie couldn’t move around much. “Drown her throat with your cum, honey! You might as well enjoy yourself with this whore! Afterwards I think she’s going to have a tragic little pool accident!”

Her eyes twinkled as she said it, and I wasn’t sure I liked the sound of it. At the same time I found it rather erotic to hear my wife saying such things. I figured maybe she was playing a game for now, and a rough one at that! I figured it wouldn’t hurt to play along, so I reached out to grab on to Dottie’s head. Together we held her underwater as I fucked her face good and hard.

Dottie glubbed and bubbled as she wriggled and thrashed about. I could tell she was probably having second and third thoughts over whose car she had climbed into tonight. But I just went along with it. After all, this was an erotic side of Mary I had never seen before, one I was all too excited at witnessing… especially the way she appeared to be so turned on being rough on another woman!

Together we pulled Dottie back up, allowing the poor thing to gasp for breath… “Not so rough!!”

“Whore!” Mary laughed at her as we pushed her right back down. Then my cock was back in her mouth again, giving her a good hard skull-fucking.

Mary looked at me and I suddenly saw a wild look in her eyes. “Do you want to fuck this whore? Because she certainly seems to want to fuck you!”

“What do you think I should do?” I asked nervously. I wasn’t sure this was such a good idea. My wife didn’t once hesitate.

“She’s a whore and she wants you to fuck her! Not only that but she wants us to pay for the privilege! So I think you should give her what she wants!”

“Are you sure about her?” I questioned, inadvertently slowing down my thrusts. Mary seemed absolutely certain.

“Remember the way she was dressed on the highway and the way she came onto you? She’s a hooker, honey; probably a street walker! Besides, I checked her bag before I came down here! This bitch has got plenty of money on hand, along with quite a few play-toys! She just wants to take us for as much money as she can before she moves on to her next john!”

“Right, bitch?” she added as she pulled Dottie’s head up again. The Englishwoman gasped and sputtered, trying to protest that we had her all wrong. “Like hell we do!” Mary laughed at her. Then she pushed Dottie’s head back down, telling her to suck cock like a good little whore.

Mary was certainly enthusiastic about all this. As a result of her eagerness I had become incredibly turned on! “Have you cum yet?” she wanted to know.

When I told her I hadn’t she just laughed. Then she said she was going to keep Dottie submerged until I filled her mouth with spunk. “And if she drowns?” Mary added with a sly smile. She didn’t say a word. She just shrugged her shoulders as if to say, “Oh well… that’s the way the cookie crumbles!”

That gave me an erotic jolt like you wouldn’t believe! It made me thrust good and hard into Dottie’s mouth. The English tart wriggled and squirmed, desperately trying to break free. But Mary had a good grasp of her head with her hand in her hair, a grip she wasn’t about to release just yet.

The idea that Mary might consider keeping Dottie under until she drowned was much too erotic to contemplate. It wasn’t long until my cock began to swell in the tart’s mouth. Then the Englishwoman got a healthy mouthful of spunk as my cock began to spurt.

Mary watched with fascination as stray tendrils of cream seeped out of Dottie’s lips. “Oh, FUCK!” she blurted out. “You really did it! You came in her mouth! Now I think you should fuck the whore good and hard! After all, it’s what she really wants you to do, right? Besides I’m sure we can think of some way of ‘rewarding’ her for being such a good little whore, don’t you?”

She pulled Dottie up, and I saw cum leaking out of the Englishwoman’s mouth as the poor thing gasped for breath. Her eyes were all glassy, she must have gotten dizzy as hell holding her breath for so long. “Now you’re going to get the fucking you deserve!” Mary hissed into her ear, taunting her.

Together we turned her around in the water so I could enter her from behind. It was no problem at all as I easily slid right into her pussy. She was nice and tight and well lubricated; just ripe for fucking.

Dottie let out a gasp and a cry as I entered her. Mary grinned and then laughed at her. “Feel that cock inside you, bitch?” she asked. Then her eyes lit up.

“I have an idea! Why don’t you service us both?! I’m sure a whore like you has done it many times before! So now I think you’re going to eat pussy, bitch!”

Dottie’s eyes flew open in alarm. “But I’m not LIKE that!” she protested. “I only like MEN!”

“Well, you’d better learn to like pussy or you’re going to drown, you fucking whore!”

Still holding a handful of hair, Mary spread her legs. She forcefully pulled Dottie’s head down into the water into her crotch, the poor thing bubbling weakly. Then she wrapped her legs around the woman’s head to hold her in place.

Dottie grunted and bubbled into Mary’s pussy as I fucked her hard. I couldn’t help reaching underneath to grab and fondle her large boobs. “Fuck yeah!” My wife declared, doubling the torment she was inflicting by humping the Englishwoman’s face good and hard. She told her she’d better get busy and do a good job or she might have a nasty little accident in the pool!

I couldn’t believe what Mary was doing to her; I was even more aroused than before!! My wife was actually forcing another woman to lick her out! What’s more, she was making her hold her breath the entire time with threats of drowning if she didn’t do a good enough job!

I thrust good and hard into Dottie’s well lubricated snatch as Mary held her head in place. A moment later we hear a bubbly scream as the vixen’s pussy clamped down hard around my thrusting shaft. “Oh fuck; she’s cumming right into my pussy!” Mary gasped breathlessly. Then she tipped hear head back and cried out with delight. I think that’s the first time I ever saw my wife cum… and it was erotic as hell!

She was panting like crazy when she pulled Dottie’s head up, telling me to keep right on fucking her. The Englishwoman gasped and moaned, begging us to let her go. “Why?” Mary wanted to know. “Don’t you like pussy? Eat it again, bitch!” Then she slammed her head back down between her legs, locking her into place tightly with her thighs.

Dottie grunted and bubbled into my wife’s crotch as I fucked her good and hard. Amazingly I was still aroused. Seeing Mary cum while she treated our companion so abusively was so erotic that it kept me good and hard!

It was easy to keep right on fucking that hooker. With my wife’s full and enthusiastic permission, I really pounded her pussy. It was erotic as hell having the two of us gang up on her. However deep down I was hoping Mary wouldn’t change her mind and take it out on me later on back in the room.

My wife kept lifting Dottie’s head up for a quick breath, only to slam her right back down with a splash into her crotch. The poor thing kept grunting, moaning and bubbling as I fucked her good and hard from behind. Then our English play-toy let out a second bubbly scream.

“Oh FUCK!” Mary gasped, her eyes rolling. “She’s cumming into my pussy again!!” Then my wife stiffened, letting out a clipped cry as she shuddered hard from a second orgasm!

She panted heavily for breath as she let finally Dottie back up. The Englishwoman coughed and sputtered as she slid off my cock, weakly gasping for breath. I was a bit disappointed, as I felt like I was building up to shoot a second load soon.

Mary looked at Dottie before smiling with a devilish grin. “You want to sit in his lap again, whore?” she laughed. “That’s just fine with me! He probably needs to cum again! So crawl into my honey’s lap and give him the ride of his life… or it’ll be the last ride you ever take!”

Dottie was too exhausted to protest as my wife helped turn her around until the Englishwoman was back in my lap. The hooker whimpered as I felt her slowly impale herself on my throbbing rod. It felt incredible; erotic as hell!

“Fuck her!” Mary commanded as she pushed us both under. I filled my lungs to capacity and then started fucking our street walker under the surface. Dottie was soon bouncing up and down in my lap, grunting and bubbling as though she couldn’t help enjoying herself

We grunted and bubbled together as we set up a rhythm. When Mary observed my lungs beginning to strain, she helped us back up, being attentive to my need for air. Then she pushed us right back under.

At that moment my need both for air as well as my sexual pleasure seemed like the most important thing in the world to her. Dottie’s needs seemed secondary. In fact Mary didn’t appear to give a damn whether or not the Englishwoman’s lungs began to strain from the long breath-holds.

I looked over Dottie’s shoulder to see Mary underwater with us. Again she was rubbing her tits and fingering herself. She moaned and bubbled as though seeing me fuck another woman underwater was just too hot for her to stand.

My lungs were straining again when my wife helped pull us back up. Dottie’s eyes were glassy as though she was dizzy and out of breath. “Are you ready to cum again, honey?” Mary asked me with a glint in her eye. I told her I was pretty sure I was getting close.

“Good!” she declared. Then she grabbed Dottie by the chin.

“Time for your little accident, bitch!” Then she pulled her over backward into the water, the street walker letting out a cry before she went under with a burble.

I was astonished at her words, especially when she climbed aboard Dottie’s shoulders. Mary straddled her head and then deliberately sat upon her face, wedging her into place tightly with her thighs. Then she gazed into my eyes with a look of rapture as we slowly submerged.

“Rape her, baby!” she mouthed at me, bubbles slipping out past her lips. “Let’s drown her together!” Then she really began riding Dottie’s face hard as she reached out to grope those large, sexy hooker-tits.

Dottie’s pussy clamped even tighter around my cock as I started fucking her good and hard. I made sure I had a good grasp of her legs so I wouldn’t slip out. Bubbles exploded up out of her mouth into my wife’s crotch, causing Mary to wince and then moan with pleasure.

My wife rode the Englishwoman’s face even harder as though determined to make sure the whore was going to get her off while she drowned! At first I saw Dottie grab my wife’s ass, perhaps hoping a good effort on her part might change Mary’s mind? She even appeared to go after my wife’s pussy with great gusto.

I saw Mary tip her head back, moaning and bubbling with pleasure. I couldn’t resist as I eagerly fucked the Englishwoman just as hard as I could. At the same time I reached forward and kissed my wife deeply.

The two of us groped Dottie’s boobs as we enjoyed her sexy, naked body together. But it wasn’t long before the English tart began to struggle a little. Her chest started to heave, her breasts swaying and jerking from contractions originating in her stomach.

Mary didn’t seem to care. She just clamped onto her head even tighter with her thighs so that she couldn’t get away. I continued to thrust good and hard as Dottie’s pussy really began to spasm deliciously from her breathless agony.

There were a bunch of sexy bubbles that spewed up into Mary’s crotch followed by a gurgly cry! That’s when my wife became doubly excited. As she savagely groped Dottie’s tits, I reached out and groped hers!

Dottie suddenly started thrashing about between us, grunting and bubbling and gurgling as her arms flailed wildly. At the same time I felt her pussy furiously milking my cock as though she couldn’t help herself! A moment later I heard my wife bubble, “OH FUCK; SHE’S CUMMING INTO MY PUSSY AGAIN… CUMMING AND DROWNING!”

Mary let out a bubbly scream as she humped Dottie’s face hard with her pussy. At the same time I gave Dottie the fucking of her life until her pussy seemed to go into spasms. My cock swelled and then emptied itself into her womb, which only seemed to intensify her contractions and convulsions.

After several seconds of struggling and thrashing about, the life seemed to drain right out of the Englishwoman. She settled down until she was virtually lifeless between us save for an occasional muscle spasm. Mary continued to grind her pussy hard into Dottie’s face as I thrust nice and slow into the drowned woman’s warm, wet snatch.

We kissed each other deeply in the afterglow of our sexual release, bubbles slipping out of our noses. Then we climbed off her lifeless body. Dottie had this shocked look on her face; a shocked, vacant expression.

Her mouth was open and her tongue peeked out. Her nipples looked harder than I had ever seen them. And to top it all off, there was a streamer of cum leaking out of her well-fucked cunt!

My wife and I both surfaced, panting like crazy. I was a bit alarmed and I pointed at the street walker who by now was slowly descending toward the bottom of the pool. “What about her?” I wanted to know.

“What ABOUT her?” Mary replied as though she couldn’t care less. “She’s a whore, isn’t she? Who’s going to miss another dead whore more or less? She got what she fucking deserved, right? Besides…” and she cozied right up to me, lightly kissing my lips. “Didn’t it feel good fucking her while she drowned?”

“Yeah, I guess it did,” I admitted.

“Besides,” Mary added, “I let you fuck a whore… and that’s GOT to count for something, right honey?”

“Yes, it does,” I told her. Then she pointed down into the water.

“Go get that dildo and shove it up her cunt. It will look like she was getting herself off and she must have had an accident or something. Ok, honey?”

“Ok.” I wasn’t too sure about all this. But after all, we DID have to make it look like an accident if we didn’t want to go to jail.

I dove down toward the bottom, scooped the dildo up off the pool floor and then swam it over to Dottie’s lifeless body. Her vacant eyes stared upward in shock, no doubt having never expected her night of whoring herself out would end like this. I shoved the dildo into her pussy and it went right in, squishing a little.

I swam over, scooped up my swimsuit and then kicked for the surface. I popped up, made for the ladder and then climbed out of the pool. Mary handed me a towel and we dried ourselves off before we put our swimming suits back on.

She looked down into the water and sadly shook her head. “The whore must’ve come down for a swim while we were asleep and drowned herself. Stupid bitch!” Then she smiled at me and took my arm. All I could do was calmly escort her out of the pool area, wondering just who the hell I had married…

(Written for Dottie Sep 11 ’14 by riwa)

(Cover illustration and poser render courtesy of JustPaul)

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Ships in the Night 3 4.6 (26)

Posted on June 1, 2026 by riwa

I found myself getting more and more excited. An execution up on the Entertainment Stage? Who was going to be executed?

There was no time to clean up. I didn’t want to miss the execution. But I couldn’t help thinking about it as I worked to get back into my clothes.

What had happened that was going to result in a death up on that platform out there? Was it going to be some sort of a consensual thing? Or had someone’s sensor popped?

There wasn’t much time for me to process what had just happened to me in the chair. I was certainly more than a little sore. But we had to get going, so I didn’t have time to wonder if there might be any lasting damage.

How close had he come to snuffing me in that chair? He’d sure gotten hard while I was suffering. I don’t know what was wrong with me, but there was something about his excitement that I found to be kind of thrilling.

As he checked us out of the room with his pager, I found myself thinking back to that night in the university pool. We’d been fucking underwater while holding our breath. He sure ended up pushing my limits.

I remember the moment I was almost out of breath. I could tell I was going to cum so unbelievably hard. I actually found myself hoping he would cum inside me while drowning me for his pleasure. It was crazy!

He did cum inside me, and I really came hard. But I didn’t drown. For a very brief moment, I was actually disappointed.

Now, being here with him in the Club, I found myself going back to that night in the university pool. Seeing him eyeing all those execution devices up onstage… and then giving me that look? It was like I was back in that pool again!

When I was sitting in that damn chair, I was sure he was going to snuff me! But I could feel something else welling up within me as well. It was almost as though I wanted him to finish what we’d started all the way back in that university pool.

I finally shook the thoughts out of my head. Someone was about to be executed up on the Entertainment Stage. I didn’t have time for all these crazy ideas floating around in my head.

As I rushed to get back into my clothes, I had a question that bothered me because I couldn’t come up with a satisfactory answer. And it was simply this: did that red glow save Alison?

I had felt myself losing control. Then that red glow suddenly came on up in the ceiling. Was that what stopped me?

Alison never raised a stink about how far I pushed her limits, just like that night back in the pool. Her only comment was that she guessed I hadn’t snuffed her after all. And the way she said it? I honestly couldn’t tell if she was relieved or disappointed.

As we hurriedly got dressed, I found myself thinking back to our time in that university pool. We’d gone from kissing to oral to fucking. And each time, we’d done it while being underwater holding our breath.

That last time under? Alison was grunting and bubbling like crazy. And the way her chest was heaving? I knew she couldn’t hold her breath much longer.

But I was so close to cumming. Even though I was out of breath myself, I wanted to finish inside her. For a moment there, I had this incredible urge to drown her while I was fucking her!

I was sure those urges I’d had back then had long since vanished. But being here in the club with Alison seemed to be bringing them all back in a rush. Was that why I’d choked her during sex? Was that why I’d nearly snuffed her in that chair?

Alison didn’t say much as we exited the room. She seemed a little distracted. Was it because I’d nearly finished her off in that damned chair?

We went out into the casino area and headed straight for the Entertainment Stage. Others were already heading in that general direction. Everyone seemed to have the same idea.

I suddenly felt obliged to make conversation, as things felt like they’d become kind of awkward between us again. So I turned and asked, “I wonder who it is. I wonder who they’re about to execute up on the stage.”

“I don’t know,” Alison replied. “I was just thinking the same thing. Will it be a consensual execution? Or will it be because of a popped sensor?”

To me, that was an easy one to answer as I told her, “I’m going with the ‘popped sensor’ theory. I can’t imagine anything being consensual in here.”

“You can’t?” she asked curiously. When I gave her a funny look, she added, “Yeah, I suppose I can’t either. I mean… who would want to allow their partner to snuff them in this place?”

The way she said it gave me pause. That’s when the Entertainment Stage came into view. I forgot about her remark once we found ourselves looking around for a good spot to watch all the action that was going to take place up on the platform.

A pretty good crowd had already gathered. It was a little shameful to observe just how many people were standing around, eager to witness an execution. But who was I to judge? Alison and I were standing there right along with everybody else. And we were just as excited.

There was a stir back near the opening to the casino part of the club. People were moving aside to let someone through. That’s when I saw three guys escorting… HER!

I turned to see who was coming in from the back. That’s when I saw her being escorted by those three guys we’d seen earlier. I couldn’t help gasping in surprise, especially once I saw the red protrusion sticking out of her navel.

Darcy was still wearing that black hood. She was buck-naked, her full breasts heaving as her nipples protruded. It looked like her arms had been crossed and secured behind her back.

She was protesting, of course… “Hey, where are we going? I thought you guys were gonna take this hood off me by now! I still can’t hear or see a damn thing! Hey, guys; enough’s enough, ok? I don’t want to trip and fall! Besides, I think I’ve got a stomach cramp or something!”

A guy was on each arm, helping to steady her as she stumbled along. The third one walked in front of her. He looked like the same man who’d originally picked her out from the line outside.

I don’t know why I hadn’t even considered it might be her. There were other women in the club, so I suppose it could just as easily have been any one of them. The fact it might actually be my cousin had never even entered my mind, even though we’d deliberately tried to pop her sensor earlier.

“It’s your cousin Darcy!” Reggie gasped in shock. You could have knocked him over with a feather. Well, I guess you could have knocked us both over.

We all watched as the guys led her forward. They escorted her toward an attendant who was waiting at the foot of the steps to the stage. That’s when I found myself wondering who had popped her sensor.

I caught a glimpse of Reggie looking at the little group. In fact the whole room was looking in their direction. The air felt heavy with anticipation.

That’s when it hit me. What if it was Reggie’s cum that had popped her sensor? And what if he ended up popping mine before the night was over?? That’s when I felt an erotic shudder something fierce.

What was he thinking? What was going through that head of his? Was he concerned it might have been him who’d tripped Darcy’s sensor? Or was he kind of excited about it?

The more I thought about it, the more aroused I became. My cousin was about to die up on the Entertainment stage. It was a little hard for me to process. But there she was.

I tried to feel bad about it, but I couldn’t. Instead, I began to tremble with excitement. Hell, was she even aware of what was going to happen to her??

I was shocked to see it was Alison’s cousin Darcy being escorted to the Entertainment stage. Oddly, the hood was still in place. Her arms were secured behind her back as she was escorted along, stumbling a little while a guy on either side of her hung onto an arm. I think they were the same three guys we’d seen in her room earlier on that monitor.

There were murmurs of excitement all around us. One female voice loudly observed, “Is it true she can’t see or hear a thing? Does she even know where she is?” That elicited a bit of laughter while triggering some conversations among the spectators.

Those three guys talked to the attendant standing at the base of the steps for about a minute or so. I couldn’t quite make out what they were discussing. But I think it had something to do with Darcy’s method of execution.

I glanced over and saw Alison staring at them as well. Concerned if she was upset about her cousin’s impending death, I leaned over and asked, “Are you ok about all this?”

“Nothing I can do about it; right?” she murmured without turning toward me as she watched in utter fascination.

We could all hear Darcy begging them to remove her hood so she could hear and see what was going on. The guys ignored her as they talked to the attendant. She finally nodded at them before stepping aside and motioning grandly at the stage with a smile.

The guys carefully helped Darcy climb the small set of steps onto the platform. She kept protesting, “Hey; where am I? Where are we going? I don’t want to fall! Guys, can you take this thing out of my tummy? It kind of hurts!”

I glanced over at Alison and quietly asked, “Doesn’t she realize her sensor has popped?”

“I don’t know,” her cousin panted in reply. Alison seemed a little flushed and breathless. Was she about to be overcome by all this?

The guys took Darcy over to the gallows. A noose dangled from the beam above. I saw no trap door, much less any other way for Darcy to fall through anything.

To the shock of the entire room – including Alison and myself – one of the guys unzipped his fly and took out his cock. The other two centered Darcy in front of the noose. Then they carefully looped it around her throat.

She must have felt it because she suddenly blurted out, “Hey, what’s going on? Guys, what’s this? What did you put around my neck?”

“She’s in for the surprise of her life,” a nearby female voice observed. Her remark generated some chuckles from those standing around her.

One of the guys pushed a button on the side of the structure. The crossbeam attached to the noose above immediately rose upward as though having been activated by a set of hydraulics. Darcy’s protests were promptly cut off as her feet left the floor.

She rasped for breath, her toes wriggling as she began kicking around with her legs. That’s when she appeared to discover someone standing right in front of her. She wrapped her legs around him to lift herself up until it looked like she had impaled herself upon his dick.

She gawked as she rode him, struggling to lift herself high enough to relieve the strain around her throat. There were excited murmurs all around me as we all watched the spectacle. I was having a hard time processing what I was seeing.

My cock was shamefully hard as I stood there watching them. I had to reach down to adjust it so it wouldn’t strain uncomfortably in my pants at an awkward angle. But once I got it adjusted, my hand stayed on it as I watched in breathless fascination.

I inhaled sharply the moment I saw the guy in front of my cousin give her a flying fuck. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing! But I could tell from the crowd around me that I wasn’t the only one.

I should have been horrified at watching them hang Darcy like that. Instead, I was shamefully turned on seeing the way he fucked her while she was strangling in the noose. Her legs were wrapped around him as though she was trying to lift herself up enough to breathe.

I heard gasps and murmurs all around me. I glanced around and saw several women fanning and touching themselves. More than a few guys were sporting erections in their trousers.

I glanced over to notice that Reggie was enthralled. I saw his hand down at the bulge in his crotch. He was all turned on watching my cousin suffer in the noose.

I suppose it should have shamed or embarrassed me the way he was excited about the events taking place up onstage. Instead, it gave me a perverse thrill. For all I knew, it could have been his seed that was responsible for what was happening to her up on that platform.

Darcy was being given a flying fuck! But with that hood on her face, did she even have a clue what was happening to her? I have no idea why I was so damned aroused!

One of the other two guys stepped behind her. I was sure he’d gotten his cock out as well. Then he appeared to thrust up into her from behind.

I couldn’t believe it! Darcy was right in the middle of a flying fuck sandwich. She was hanging while getting fucked up her cunt and ass! That’s when I winced as a small orgasm rippled through me.

I think Darcy was trying to speak or cry out. I saw her mouth open and close. But all she could do was rasp for breath.

Her legs lost her grip on the guy in front of her. For a moment she hung limp, impaled with two cocks. Then she found enough energy to bring her legs up and wrap them back around the guy in front of her.

I could tell she was trying to lift herself up to ease the strain around her throat. But she wasn’t getting anywhere. Then her legs fell until she hung limp again.

The guy in front pulled out of her. I saw cum leak out of her freshly fucked hole. She kicked a little as she rode the cock of the guy up her butt. But it looked like she was running out of energy.

The third guy stepped up in front of her with his cock out. That’s when he impaled her. She tried to wrap her legs around him, but she didn’t seem to have the strength.

To assist her, he grabbed her legs around the knees, lifting them upward as he fucked her. Darcy rasped less and less. Then I saw her tongue protrude out of her mouth.

The guy behind her pulled out. Then that first guy who’d fucked her pussy stepped up to fuck her ass from behind. Alison’s cousin hardly reacted to being speared from behind again.

The two guys must have fucked her for a good five or ten minutes. By now, there was hardly any reaction coming out of Darcy. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was still with us.

I glanced over at Alison. She was intently watching what was happening to her cousin. She seemed to be having breathing problems, and looked to be a little mesmerized.

I looked back to Darcy, watching as they fucked her nude, dangling body. It was incredibly arousing. That’s when I imagined I was doing that to Alison. And that’s when my cock really stiffened in my pants.

That guy who’d picked Darcy up from the line outside was now fucking my cousin’s ass. By now, she was hardly struggling. Gawd; was she even alive anymore?

I glanced over at Reggie. He seemed fascinated by what was happening up on that stage. In fact, the whole damn audience was watching intently.

I heard murmurs of excitement and enthusiasm all around me. There were no remarks of sympathy for my cousin. But she was certainly entertaining the crowd.

One of the guys up there said something that I couldn’t quite make out. Then the guy who was not involved with fucking Darcy reached up and began pulling on her hood. He had to work at it while his friends had her in a flying fuck sandwich. But he finally managed to get the hood off.

There were a lot of gasps in the audience. Darcy’s eyes had rolled up into the top of her head. Drool spilled off her protruding tongue onto her bare chest.

The guy in front pulled out. I was sure I saw cum drip out of her well-fucked pussy. Then the guy in back pulled out.

Darcy’s naked body went into little spasms as she gently swung back and forth. There were sporadic muscle twitches. Other than that, I couldn’t make out any other signs of life. All I could do was stand there numb with shock and arousal.

The audience suddenly broke out in wild applause. The guys all zipped up and smiled at the crowd. Then they came down off the stage to shameful cheers. The attendant greeted them one by one with a warm smile, thanking each one for his participation.

I was grateful for the noise, because that’s when I experienced another orgasm. I didn’t want it to be obvious to everyone around me. Besides, I was more than a little ashamed at cumming to my cousin’s death.

The crowd started milling about. Some went up to congratulate the guys who’d come down off the stage. Darcy just hung limp and lifeless, the hood finally having been removed from her head. But it didn’t matter as she could neither see or hear anymore.

I was embarrassed when I came in my pants. But nobody seemed to notice. There were other guys sporting erections, and I was sure I’d seen a couple of wet spots.

I finally looked over at Alison. She looked a little lost about something. Maybe she was deep in thought.

I leaned close before asking, “You ok? You want to get out of here?”

She suddenly looked at me as though having forgotten I was still standing there. Then she shook her head. “I could use a drink,” she finally panted.

She looked like she needed a little guidance. So I grabbed her by the arm. Then I helped escort her off toward the lounge.

We went in and took up an empty booth. It was a good thing we got there when we did as others were also wandering in. The attendants quickly became busy serving drinks.

Alison finally seemed to snap out of it after getting something down her throat. “You ok?” I asked again. She just nodded.

Awkwardly, I went on… “That sure was a hell of an execution; wasn’t it?”

She nodded again. Then she finished her drink. I also finished mine, causing a passing attendant to swing by and pick up our glasses before returning with fresh ones.

The drinks helped. Alison seemed to be doing better. Then I asked her if she’d seen enough and if she wanted to leave.

I looked at Reggie for a moment, blinking at his words. Was that an offer to get me out of here before my sensor popped as well?

I froze with indecision. Then I shook my head no. I don’t know why, but for some reason I wasn’t ready to depart just yet.

“You mean you want to stick around?” he asked incredulously.

I thought about it for a moment or two before I told him, “I’m not quite ready to go. Could we stay a few minutes longer?”

“Sure thing,” he replied considerately. “We’ll stay as long as you like. Take all the time you need.”

“Thanks,” I told him. But inwardly my mind was asking, What the hell do you think you’re doing?? Are you trying to get yourself killed??

5/27/25

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More Santamos Island boat rides 4.8 (26)

Posted on June 1, 2026 by riwa

An impoverished Caribbean island nation nears bankruptcy. In order to raise cash income from “tourists”, the nation’s leaders in desperation pass a law — consensual executions of sane and un-coerced foreigners by other foreigners will be legal in public execution areas on the island. Arachnid’s Santamos Island universe

I work out of the Santamos Island marina. I take visitors around on boat rides to see different parts of the island. But from time to time, I take guests out to sea to drown them.

I always make sure they have properly signed paperwork before I take them out. You never know when someone might be in the mood to drown themselves. So when I’m taking people out for a drowning, I make sure they have signed the proper paperwork from the hotel concierge.

You’d be surprised the kind of women I end up taking out to sea. A lot of them are eager to witness a drowning, or to be drowned themselves. I’ve run into very few who got second thoughts once I got them out away from the island. Hell, a lot of them think drowning is kind of sexy!

That’s not the half of it. Most of the women I encounter are extroverts. And they’re quite uninhibited.

Take Starlight, for example. She told me she was a stripper back home. So she road my boat naked out of the marina.

She flashed me the entire time. And she kept asking me if I was hard. She was quite the flirt.

Once I tossed the anchor, she had me come over to her. Then she pulled my shorts down and sucked my dick. Her naked display must have really brought it out in me because she got quite a mouthful out of me.

Sometimes the ladies have an erotic request before I send them over the side. Starlight told me she only wanted her arms to be bound behind her back. She said she wanted to struggle and kick for the surface just to arouse me.

I was more than agreeable. So I crossed her arms behind her back and secured them. It threw out her chest, which she loved. I told her I loved it as well.

I added a 10 pound weight to her wrists that had a tracker on it for the Island to locate her body later. When she was ready, I picked her up. Then I tossed her into the drink.

I was naked, my cock hard again, when she hit the water with a splash. She went under and came right back up, kicking and struggling like crazy. Then she started crying out that she’d changed her mind. She surely must have known I wasn’t going to do anything about it though. Once they’re in the water I’m under no obligation to bring them back onto the boat.

She fought to reach the surface until she burst up once last time. Her struggles really turned me on. Then down she went.

I watched until bursts of bubbles started coming up. That’s when I knew she was too tired to kick herself back to the surface anymore, especially with that weight attached to her arms. I waited until the bubbles stopped coming to the surface before getting back into my shorts, pulling up the anchor, starting the motor and then heading back to shore.

—

The BJ has become a popular gift for my services. A lot of women enjoy blowing me. Maybe it’s because it’s going to be their last sexual act before they go over the side.

One woman liked the idea of being a mafia moll who ratted out her boss and had to pay for it. So she gave me quite the blowjob. Then she “protested her innocence” as I tied her wrists behind her back before adding a tracker to the weight I attached to her ankles.

She told me how aroused she’d become. So I wickedly shoved a thick wooden dowel up her snatch. She told me that was going to make her cum all the way to the bottom.

I finally tossed her over the side. The bubbles came up in big bursts until they stopped coming up altogether. I’m all but certain she climaxed all the way down to Davy Jones Locker.

—

I try not to mix business with pleasure. But sometimes the ladies really come on to me. Maybe it’s because they know I’m taking them out and not bringing them back.

One young blonde nympho by the name of Sandy simply would not leave me alone as I piloted her out. She was nude the entire trip out. She was an incurable flirt.

She kept telling me what a big, strong man I was and how she was looking forward to having me throw her off the boat and drown her. She kept rubbing her naked body up against me. She even peeled my trunks down and blew me while I was piloting her out.

When we reached our destination, she begged and pleaded with me to fuck her. I told her I usually tried not to fraternize with the passengers or the condemned. She told me this would be her last fuck and that she really wanted to cum a hundred times before she drowned.

It was hard not to resist an offer like that, especially since she’d already gotten a mouthful of cum out of me on the way out. So I proceeded to fuck her silly. She was so horny for it that I ended up fucking her all over the boat!

She sat on the edge as I lifted a leg up. Then I pounded her right there. She begged me to fuck her harder until she had a screaming orgasm.

I fucked her on one of the benches. I fucked her bent over the controls to the craft. I even bent her over the side of the boat and fucked another screaming orgasm out of her.

Despite all the orgasms I gave her, it still wasn’t enough for her. Now she wanted me to fuck her in the water. She wanted to drown with my cock inside her.

I retrieved a set of handcuffs and secured her wrists behind her back. Then I attached a little tracker. Lastly, I attached a five pound weight to her ankle before throwing her over the side.

She kicked herself up to the surface and begged me to join her. So I dove into the water and swam over to her. That’s when I pushed her under and made her suck my cock underwater.

I pulled her up to allow her to catch her breath. Then I pushed her back down and fucked her mouth. Instead of complaining, she begged for more.

I turned her around and entered her from behind. I grabbed a handful of those blonde strands. Then I proceeded to fuck the shit out of her by holding her down and making her bubble.

She screamed her breath away in orgasm as she furiously milked my dick. Then I pulled her head up. All she could do was gasp, “FUCK ME AGAIN – FUCK ME AGAIN!”

I split her legs and fucked her sideways, making sure she had to hold her breath. She lost all of her air from another orgasm that looked pretty intense. Then I pulled her to my lap and impaled her upon my dick as she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“I sure got my money’s worth out of you!” she panted. “Now I’ve got two last requests. I hope you don’t mind.”

“What’s the first?” I asked carefully.

“I want to drown impaled on your dick.”

“And the second?”

I want you to fuck my ass after I’ve drowned before letting my body sink to the bottom of the sea.”

“Sandy, I’m probably going to remember you for a long, long time.”

“Gawd, I hope so!” she gasped breathlessly. “Now let’s get on with the business of drowning me; ok?”

I nodded as I began to thrust harder up into her hot snatch. She eagerly rode me as she clenched around my thrusting shaft. “Gawd, you feel so good inside me!” she panted. “I’m ready to drown now!”

“Famous last words,” I said to her with a smile. Then I gently pushed against her chest, pushing her over backward until her head was submerged.

She bubbled “FUCK ME!” as I thrust in and out of her. She was really clenching. If she was anxious or frightened, she certainly didn’t show it.

I pumped her until she really started to bubble. Then I got a good breath before going under with her. I pulled her upright so I could watch her face as we slowly sank deeper.

Her chest heaved, so I squeezed her tits. Then I saw an expression of concern come over her face. Her stomach was really rippling.

I smiled at her as she rode me harder. Then she began to struggle a little. A moment later, she let out a cry as her entire body shuddered in orgasm.

She really clenched like crazy. Then she gulped a huge mouthful of water. That’s when she started bucking, shuddering, drowning and climaxing, all at the same time.

I tried not to cum as she furiously milked me. She settled down until she was gently hitching. That’s when I pulled out of her pussy before thrusting into her ass.

She hitched and bubbled as I thrust in and out of her. I pushed her over backward and massaged her tits again as I fucked her anal passage. Then I pushed hard into her tummy.

She convulsed once, losing a few bubbles of air. I pushed hard again, and she convulsed once more. Then I felt her gently clenching as I pumped a load deep up her ass.

Her lifeless eyes had a faraway look as I emptied myself into her anal passage. Then I slowly pulled out. I gave her parted lips a gentle peck. Then I let her go.

I watched as she slowly descended to the bottom of the sea. Then I headed back to the surface. I’d have to say Sandy was one of my more memorable drownings.

7/30/25

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Ships in the night 2 4.5 (27)

Posted on May 25, 2026 by riwa

Alison led me back to the sex rooms again. We checked until we found her cousin’s room. Apparently she was the only one inside.

I hesitated as I considered the risks to Darcy. Alison looked at me curiously. “What?” she wanted to know. “You don’t want to go in?”

“I was just thinking…” I mused.

“About what?” she asked with a knowing smile.

“Your cousin. The dangers.”

“She’s already been fucked. The least we can do is go in and have a look at her. Now I’m kinda curious.”

Odd. The possibility that her cousin might be in mortal danger didn’t seem to bother Alison all that much. So with a shrug of my shoulders, I used my pager and opened the door.

Her cousin still lay attached to the four legs of that sawhorse by her arms and legs. She was buck naked. Instinctively, we crept up on her as though not wanting her to hear us.

Alison showed me her cousin’s fucked holes. Cum dripped out of her cunt and ass. So she HAD been fucked in her pussy!

Seeing cum leaking out of Darcy’s pussy gave me an unexpected thrill. She’d obviously taken cum inside her. Right now, it was possible someone’s seed was swimming toward one of those eggs of hers!

I jumped when she cried out, “Hello?? Is anybody in here? This isn’t funny, guys! I can’t hear or see a thing!”

I quietly took Reggie by the hand and led him around in front of her. I unzipped his fly and worked his dick out of his pants. Then I moved him forward until it pushed against her lips.

“Oh, you’re baac-uummppff.” That was all she got out before I told him. “Enjoy her mouth, Reggie.”

He began thrusting in and out. She sucked him as though she knew that was her assigned task. Or maybe she figured she didn’t have any choice in the matter.

I always thought Darcy was a good cock-sucker. But I also pride myself on my oral skills. So I knelt beside her head and pulled his dick out of her mouth before taking him between my lips.

I sucked and moaned as I enjoyed his tasty meat again. Then I pulled it out of my mouth and forced it back between her lips. She grunted as he fucked her face nice and slow.

I pulled him out of her mouth again. Then I kissed her deeply. She returned it, giving me a lot of tongue.

I turned to suck Reggie again. Darcy blurted out, “Hey, is there a woman in here? It’s ok if there is. I just can’t hear or see anything. Am I even… I can’t hear myself talking… hey!”

I pulled Reggie out of my mouth. “Enough of that,” I told her. “Put that mouth to good use.” Then I shoved Reggie’s dick between her lips again.

She slurped and grunted as I got up. “Be right back,” I told him. “I want to enjoy her too. You just keep fucking her mouth.”

Alison got undressed. Then she looked around the room. She found a long, thick dildo in a drawer and came back over with it.

She gave me this huge grin. Then she loudly declared, “I’ve got something for your cunt and ass, Darcy! Here it comes!”

I pulled out of her mouth long enough for Darcy to cry out, “You guys are back? I can’t hear a thing! I can’t even hear myself talk! Can you please take this hood off me? Hello? Is anybody there?” Then Alison thrust that dildo home.

Darcy let out a “FUCK!” before I pushed my dick back between her lips. Together, Alison and I double-teamed her. Amazingly, she was none too gentle on her cousin.

“Just packing in all that cum,” Alison said aloud to Darcy as she gave me a wicked grin. “Now let’s try that ass of yours.”

She pulled out and then slammed the toy in deep. Darcy let out another grunt around my cock in her mouth. But she did her best to keep sucking.

It was pretty damned erotic the way the two of us fucked her in both ends. Alison would pull out and fuck her pussy before pulling out and fucking her ass again. Darcy just responded with muffled grunts and groans.

Alison finally fucked her hard and fast. Her cousin let out a muffled cry of orgasm. It made it hard for her to suck on my dick when she was crying out like that.

“Back here, Reggie,” Alison motioned. “Let’s switch. My muff needs a tongue right now.”

“Are you sure?” I replied hesitantly. “What about her, uh… her pregnancy sensor?”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” Alison said with a wicked twinkle in her eyes.

We went right ahead and switched places. I considered both holes before I thrust into her cunt and began fucking her. Alison grabbed her hooded head and forced her mouth into her crotch before declaring, “Lick it, bitch!”

Alison looked at me, her expression softening. “How’s it feel?” I wanted to know.

“She’s got a good tongue,” Alison sighed. “How’s her cunt?”

“Feels nice.”

“Now fuck her ass for me. But don’t cum in her ass.”

I shrugged my shoulders. That idea suited me just fine. So I pulled out before thrusting into her cousin’s anal passage.

Darcy let out a cry before Alison mashed her muff up against her cousin’s lips again. “Fuckin’ hot!” she gasped. Then she told me, “Now back to her cunt, Reggie.”

“Anything you say,” I replied with a smile, realizing Darcy couldn’t hear us. That meant she didn’t know who was doing what to her.

The funny thing about it is that Darcy had never licked me before. But I wasn’t about to miss out on an opportunity like this. Besides, I just had to know.

She was talented with her mouth and tongue. She soon had me writhing while I humped her face. “Fuck yeah!” I gasped. “Lick that shit!”

I grinned lustfully at my companion as I humped Darcy’s face. “Fuck her, Reggie! Fuck her cunt hard!” He responded by thrusting harder, making her grunt and rock on the sawhorse.

After a bit, I pulled back enough to force the dildo down her throat. “Gag on it, bitch!” I laughed as I shoved it in hard and deep. She gagged and grunted as Reggie kept pounding her from behind.

I pulled the toy out and mashed my cunt back up against her lips. She licked and tongued me, probing until she worked a cum out of me. Then I thrust the dildo hard down her throat again.

I looked back at my companion before asking, “How about it, Reggie? You gonna give her a nice load?”

“I’m thinking about her sensor.”

“So am I, Reggie; so am I.” And I really was thinking about it. What if it was Reggie’s cum that popped the damn thing? The idea utterly thrilled me.

I gave him a dismissive wave as I told him, “Oh, don’t worry about it. She’s probably not fertile tonight anyway.” But a part of me was kind of hoping she was.

He looked at me kind of funny. Then he really started pounding her hard. Gawd; what if deep down, he really wanted his cum to pop her sensor??

It gave me such a thrill that I gave her my muff to munch on. Then Darcy let out a muffled cry of orgasm. Reggie fucked her harder until she let out another muffled cry. When he gasped his release, I climaxed right along with him.

She said it so calmly that her cousin probably wasn’t fertile. But what if she was? What if it would be my cum instead of those other guys that condemned her?

Something came over me as I rammed her good and hard. I think I really wanted to be the one to pop her sensor. Then, when she came, I felt it swell within me.

When she came again, I pumped a load deep inside her. For a moment, it looked like Alison was cumming too. Then I heard her gasp, “SWITCH! Make her suck you clean!” So we quickly switched places.

I came around and shoved my cock between her lips, allowing her to suck and clean it off. But Alison really hammered her cunt with that dildo. It kind of made me think about it for a second.

Just what the hell was she doing? Was she trying to pack in my seed?? Did she want her cousin’s sensor to pop? And did she want ME to pop it??

She managed to force a couple of orgasms out of Darcy. Then she pulled the toy out, panting heavily for breath in the process. I pulled my cock out of her mouth as well, allowing her cousin to frantically try to catch her breath.

Alison came over to me and kissed me passionately. “That was fun,” she panted when our lips pulled apart. “Now I think we should go play alone for a while.”

We both cleaned up and got dressed. Darcy was back to calling out, “Hey? Are you done now? Are you still in here? I can’t hear you… wait, am I even saying anything? You wanna get this hood off me? Hello??”

Before we left, I paused to stare at Darcy all secured to that sawhorse. I wondered about all that cum she’d taken. Was it possible she was fertile enough to have it pop her sensor?

I must admit a part of me hoped it was true. I even hoped my cum would play a part in the whole damn thing. Then Alison caught me staring a little too long.

“Penny for your thoughts, Reggie?”

“Just wondering is all.”

“Wondering about what?”

“Her sensor.”

“I wouldn’t worry about it.” Then she grabbed my arm before asking, “You wanna know what my thoughts are?”

I saw the amusement in her expression. So I told her, “I think I can guess.”

“You damn sure can!” she chuckled. “Maybe it’s the atmosphere of the place. Maybe it’s what they put in the drinks. Maybe I’ll feel different in the morning. But for now, let’s go get us a drink.”

“Fair enough.” Then we checked out of the room. I figured I could certainly use another drink after the erotic time we’d spent with her cousin.

We went back to the lounge and took up a booth. The attendant came right over and took our order. The drinks came rather quickly.

I swallowed much of mine in a couple gulps. Reggie looked like he was just as thirsty. When we finished our drinks, the attendant came over with new ones before taking our empty glasses away.

“So how was my cousin?” I finally asked with an amused look. “Were her holes nice and tight?”

“Quite nice,” Reggie admitted.

“Still as good as our university days?”

“I don’t really remember,” he replied. “I think we went out a couple of times, but it was mostly to get laid. Back then, she was just as horny as I was.”

“Sounds like Darcy,” I replied. “I think she brought us here to get laid.”

“You think that’s all she brought you here for?”

“What else?” I wanted to know.

Reggie didn’t say anything. He just looked at me and smiled. That’s when it hit me.

“You don’t think…” I started to say.

“You know her better than I do. Do you think that could be a part of her nature?”

I thought about it for a second before I replied, “I wouldn’t put anything past her at this point.” Then I motioned at the monitor as I told Reggie, “Shall we look in on her again?”

He pulled up her room on the monitor. We were greeted to the sight of a male and female couple in there with her. They were both naked, and were working on her from both ends.

It looked like the woman was fucking her mouth with a strap-on when she leaned toward her companion. “Come in her cunt, baby. Let’s see if we can help pop that sensor.” In response, the male began fucking her even harder.

“Gawd!” I panted breathlessly. “They aren’t even trying to hide it! Even THEY want to see her get snuffed!”

“Don’t you?” Reggie asked me quietly, giving me a knowing look.

I didn’t answer him; I couldn’t. For a moment, I just looked away. Then I focused on being fascinated by what was happening on the monitor.

I finally blinked before I took a deep breath. I drained the last of my latest drink in one gulp. Then I told Reggie,” I think I need a little more relief.” That’s when I took his hand and pulled him out of the booth.

Alison led me to the back rooms again. But the door she brought us too was not the one we’d originally entered to fuck in. This time, it was a snuff sex room.

I used my pager to open the door. Then she pulled me inside. Her arms were around my neck, and she was all over my lips as the door closed behind us.

Seeing her cousin get fucked on the monitor was definitely arousing. I was glad we were going to do something about it. But I hadn’t expected her to bring me into that particular room.

We were frenzied as we peeled each other’s clothes off. Then we quickly ended up on the bed. She got on top of me again as she fervently rode me in that cowgirl position.

We fucked like that for several minutes as I groped her tits. Then I rolled us over until I was on top of her. I choked her again as I pounded her with my raging erection.

She went crazy, rasping and gurgling. She could barely breathe. But I heard her beg me to choke her harder as I fucked her.

I cut off her breath until she shuddered underneath me. I know I pumped another load deep inside her. Then I rolled off, the two of us panting like crazy.

She finally got up and went to the bathroom. I heard the sound of water running. I just assumed she was cleaning herself up again.

When she came back out, I figured we were going to get dressed. Instead, she went over to the electric chair. She gave it a really good looking-over.

I got up and went over to her as she stood there looking at it. “You like it?” I finally asked. “It looks like it’s just your size.”

“You really think so?” she asked curiously as she reached down and touched the probes coming up out of the seat. “I wonder…”

I got a brief glimpse of Reggie’s hardening dick. He was getting aroused again. Was he thinking about having me go for a ride?

I suddenly thought back to that night in the pool. While we were fucking, I’d briefly entertained a crazy thought. Now I was thinking that same thing all over again.

“You really think it’s my size?” I murmured as I climbed up into it. Then I turned and slowly impaled myself upon those two probes. It gave me the shivers something fierce as I fully sat down in the chair.

I noticed his cock getting harder. Gawd; did he love seeing me like this? I sure as hell loved the way his dick was responding.

“You look good,” he told me as he calmly started strapping me down. “It’s as though you were born for it.”

“Do you really think so?” I asked breathlessly. Gawd; what was I getting myself into??

He strapped me in good and tight as though he’d done it many times before. He made sure my knees were pulled apart and secured so he could see the probe up my cunt. Then he wrapped the strap around my neck and tightened it.

I couldn’t help smiling as I told him, “You’re really enjoying this; aren’t you?”

“Aren’t you?” he replied with a smile of his own. Then he fondled my breasts until my nipples were nice and hard.

I found myself panting heavily for breath. But I didn’t ask him to turn me loose. I’m not sure why I didn’t. Maybe I just wanted to see how far he was willing to take me.

He picked up the remote. Then he turned it on. A moment later, I felt the probes going up and down inside me, causing me to gasp and stiffen.

“Interesting,” I mused thoughtfully as I studied her reaction. “I can tell you’re feeling those probes. I’ll bet executions would have been a lot more fun using this type of chair.”

“Oh, no doubt,” she panted. “At least the condemned would get to cum and go at the same time – FUCK!” That’s when she stiffened noticeably.

“Did you feel that?” I chuckled after having thumbed the juice to the probes. I was having more fun than I’d anticipated.

“You’re damn right I felt that – OW! SHIT!”

“You’re being a little too vocal,” I observed as I hit another button.

“You would be too if you – awk!”

She rasped as the strap around her neck tightened. Then I gave her another jolt of juice. She really stiffened as she rasped for breath.

I eased up on the strap. She gasped for breath, panting heavily. “Damn! You’re really – FUCK!”

I tightened the strap around her neck again. Then I gave her more juice. That’s when she rasped and shuddered in the chair.

One part of me immediately regretted climbing on, impaling myself and then letting him strap me down. But another part noticed how stiff his cock had become. Gawd; he was turned on!

The probes gave me significant jolts as they fucked me. But the strap around my throat was the best – and the worst – of it all. It tightened until I could hardly breathe.

It was a devious creation, jolts in your holes while being asphyxiated to death. And he hadn’t even fully hooked me up! But it was enough to give me a serious taste of the damned contraption.

He let me breathe again, and I gasped like crazy. My nipples were unbelievably hard. I was grateful he hadn’t hooked up the electrodes to ‘em.

He jolted me again until I cried out “FUCK!” Then the strap tightened around my throat once more. It constricted until those violating probes forced an orgasm right out of me.

The strap loosened until I whimpered as I gasped for breath. That’s when I saw something in his expression. Gawd; did Reggie want to snuff me?

He jolted me again, causing me to scream a poem of profanities. Then the strap tightened around my throat once more. My body shuddered in orgasm as he played me like a Stradivarius.

Gawd; his cock was hard! He was clearly enjoying torturing me. A part of me wanted him to stop. But that other part of me?

He must have added some electricity because I really shuddered in the chair. I tried to scream, but my throat was severely constricted. Then I found myself cumming my way into blessed unconsciousness.

…..

I don’t know how long I was out. But when I came back around, I found I could breathe easily. That’s because the strap had been removed from around my throat.

I coughed as I started breathing better. That’s when I noticed the chair was no longer fucking me. And Reggie was working rather rapidly to remove all the straps.

I coughed again, feeling a little sore all over. Then I noticed a reddish glow inside the room. I frowned as I tried to remember if it had been there before.

“You ok?” he asked anxiously as he worked to free me from the chair.

I rasped again as I stammered, “I… I guess you didn’t snuff me after all.”

“No time,” he said rather hurriedly. “Don’t you see the reddish glow?”

I looked around before telling him, “Yeah, I was kind of noticing that. What’s that all about?”

“The Entertainment stage. That’s the reason for the red glow. They’re getting ready to execute someone up on the Entertainment stage. I thought you’d want to go see it.”

I inhaled sharply, my heart suddenly racing. “An execution up on the Entertainment stage? You’re damn right I want to go see it!” And with that he helped me get up off the probes impaled in my holes.

I don’t know what happened. I was enjoying jolting her, and the way her body looked like she was cumming. Then I had this thought run through my head.

It was just like the thought I’d had back when we were fucking underwater in the university pool. It was also like the same thought I’d had when I was choking her both times while fucking her. I could feel myself starting to lose control.

Then that red glow came on inside the room…

I knew right away what that meant. The Entertainment stage was going to be hosting an execution. I also knew Alison would want to watch anything that took place up on that platform.

Was that what made me turn off the chair? Was that what made me stop myself from going too far? I’d like to believe I was being careful with her. But I was just so into it!

I helped her out of the chair. She was definitely a little sore. But otherwise, she showed no ill effects.

She didn’t complain or anything as I went with her into the bathroom. There were towels in there that we both quickly used to clean up and wipe the sweat off our bodies. Then we rushed to get our clothes on so as not to miss a single moment of what was going to happen up on the Entertainment stage.

1/27/25

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My visit to St. Fellat 2 4.3 (18)

Posted on May 25, 2026 by riwa

After a bite of lunch, I went back out to wander around the resort. Then I found my way over to another pool. This one was smaller, but still deep enough for a swim.

I noticed some activity over in the corner. There were three females and one male. They all looked to be in their fifties.

The ladies stripped the guy out of his trunks. He didn’t resist, put up a protest or anything. Then they helped him float at the surface.

At that moment, they began taking turns stroking his dick. It wasn’t too long until he got nice and hard. That’s when I saw one of the ladies bend over and start sucking him.

The other two smiled as though awaiting their turn. I couldn’t believe it! Even in this part of the resort, I couldn’t get away from it!

They looked as though they were having fun sucking his cock. He certainly wasn’t complaining about it. I couldn’t help wondering if they had all come to the resort together, or if they had just recently met.

I tried not to stare. But I couldn’t help myself. Seeing such blatant sexuality was hard to turn away from.

One of them turned and caught me looking at them. She just grinned at me. When it was her turn, she leaned in and went to town sucking on his meat while giving me the occasional knowing glance.

I felt awkward staring at them for as long as I did. Besides, I wasn’t sure I wanted to stay and watch the finale. So I got up and went for a walk.

The place was sprawling with buildings and bodies of water. After a while, I rounded a corner and found another pool I hadn’t seen before. Two people were lying on loungers, while two more were in the water.

I looked around until I saw a couple in the corner on the steps down in the water. Clearly, they were both naked. She was kissing him while stroking his cock.

From where I was sitting, I was able to get a good eyeful of her boobs. They were big and full. And her nipples looked like they were really protruding.

I watched as they kissed each other. She stroked him as though she was really enjoying herself. Then I saw her take a big breath.

She submerged down into the water. I saw her holding her breath while sucking his dick. Bubbles came up from his crotch as he tipped his head back and sighed.

I could tell he was enjoying himself. She certainly seemed to be pretty good at staying down without drowning herself. He even pushed her head down to keep her under. But I never saw her put up a fight or even struggle to be let back up.

He finally let go, allowing her to rise up. She came up gasping for breath. They kissed once more as she stroked him. Then she gave him a sly grin before she inhaled and submerged again.

I watched them go at it for the next few minutes. She looked to be quite the breath-holder. And she certainly appeared to be enjoying what she was doing.

I finally noticed some activity in another part of the pool. So I turned to look. That’s when I noticed a couple of naked females I’d missed earlier. They were clearly doing something unusual while they were underwater.

I adjusted my position in order to get a better look. It looked like they were sharing a double-ended dildo at the bottom of the pool. I couldn’t believe it!

I hadn’t noticed when they had first gone down. They were down quite a while before they came up together. They both smiled at each other, the shared dildo still in their mouths.

They took the toy out of their mouths long enough to gasp for breath. I thought I heard one of them count down from three. Then they went back down together

They got that dildo back between their lips. Then they started sucking on it again from both ends. It was pretty erotic seeing a couple of females make do without a real cock around to suck on.

I watched for a while until I ended up getting nice and horny. But I didn’t know what to do with myself while I sat there and watched. I felt like I was some sort of peeping Tom. So I got up and headed off to look for more pools.

As I was walking along a path, I came across this guy coming toward me from the opposite direction. He grinned before asking, “Like the service around here?”

I smiled as I replied, “It takes a little getting used to.”

He pointed me toward the pool he had just come from. “There’s a native in the pool over there named Adina. She’ll be more than happy to service you. Just get into the water naked, and she’ll come right on over.”

I curiously lifted my eyebrows. “Oh, really?”

He laughed as he replied, “Well… that’s what happened to me.”

I shook my head as he went on his way. But his words made me curious as to whether or not what he’d said was true. So I strolled on over.

I had a hard time believing there was a girl swimming in the water who would take on any cock that presented itself. But I had certainly seen plenty of cocks in the mouths of women around here. So I figured anything was possible.

When I got there, I indeed found a woman swimming around in the water. She wasn’t wearing a thing. She just swam around naked without a care in the world.

She certainly made my cock stir. The thought of her sucking my dick aroused me greatly. But did I really want to get in the water naked with her? 

What if she put up a fuss? What if that guy had been talking about somebody else? Was I really horny enough to want to take a chance?

I decided to play it safe. So I went and sat on the edge of the pool with my legs in the water. I watched her swim all the way to the other end before she turned around and came back.

She pulled with her arms as she swam along under the surface. She was gorgeous to look at. Watching her swim naked wasn’t helping matters any, as my cock got nice and hard in my suit.

She swam right up to me before coming up for a breath. “Good afternoon,” she panted with a smile.

“Good afternoon,” I smiled back. “Nice day for a swim.”

“Really nice day,” she agreed. “You getting in the water?”

“I was kind of thinking about it.”

She looked at my suit and smiled as she replied, “Well, if you want to swim with me, you’re going to have to get rid of that silly thing.”

“Is that so?”

She smiled coyly before submerging. Then she turned and swam underwater toward the opposite end of the pool.

I was curious… and greatly aroused. So I got out of my suit and left it right there on the edge of the pool. Then I got into the water.

I set out after her up at the surface. She reached the other end and surfaced to catch her breath. Then she saw me coming toward her.

She smiled as she submerged. I dove down and swam right up to her underwater. She grabbed me and gave me a bubbly kiss before we surfaced. It sure made my cock twitch as it saluted her.

“I like your form,” she purred seductively. “Shall we swim back?” I just nodded, feeling breathless as my heart raced.

We both submerged and swam underwater back along the length of the pool. We pulled with our arms, bubbles trickling out of our noses. We arrived at the edge at about the same time.

We stayed submerged long enough for her to kiss me again. Then she grabbed my dick and stroked it. It was quite erotic.

We were still submerged when she motioned back across the pool. So I turned and swam back with her, both of us bubbling underwater. She kept smiling over at me, her nipples hard as little pebbles.

We reached the end of the pool where we kissed underwater again. Then we popped up for a breath. She smiled as she told me, “When we get back to the other end, I’ve got a little treat for you.”

I smiled as we both inhaled. Then we swam along the bottom together. But she lagged behind for some reason.

I reached the other end ahead of her. I could see her coming toward me under the surface. There was a lustful twinkle in her eye as she bubbled.

She came right up to me. But she didn’t surface right away. Instead, she wasted no time taking me into her mouth.

She latched on as though my cock had been drawing her toward me. She smiled as she happily sucked and bubbled. It felt incredible, especially the way she was blowing me underwater.

I held onto her to steady her as she took me in and out of her mouth. Bubbles came out around my dick between her lips. She bobbed up and down on it, sucking and moaning as though thoroughly enjoying herself.

I couldn’t believe it! It was so sexy and so arousing that I could feel my cream rising from my balls into my cock. I swelled in her mouth, but she just gobbled me down as though it was the only thing in life she wanted at that very moment.

I wanted to hold off longer. But I just couldn’t. She knew exactly what she was doing.

My cock went off between her lips. She just gulped down my man-cream. She kept sucking me down as though wanting to make sure she’d gotten every last bit of it.

I don’t know how long she stayed submerged before she finally came up for air. She panted heavily for breath. A little wisp of my cum clung to her lips, which she quickly licked and swallowed down.

“That was tasty!” she declared. “I hope you enjoyed it too, because I certainly did.”

“Just how long can you stay under?” I wanted to know.

“Long enough to get myself a really tasty treat.” Then she gave me a sly grin before she swam off.

I was watching her swim away when I heard a few people clapping. I turned to see two couples applauding my performance… or was it her performance. I blushed as I went over and retrieved my suit before putting it back on and then climbing out of the water.

2024 (written Jan 5 ’24 by riwa. Inspired by the many pictures I found over the Internet and in my archives.)

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Ships in the night 4.6 (23)

Posted on May 18, 2026 by riwa

I don’t know what I was doing out in line at the Snuff Club. Maybe I was curious about the damn place. Or maybe it was because my cousin Darcy wanted to see if we could get inside together.

As men and couples walked by, the ladies around us implored them to take them inside. Sometimes they got to go in with someone. But most of the time, they were turned down.

Darcy was determined to go in with me as a package deal. Then a handsome man came up to us and offered to take her inside. For her, it was a dream come true.

She asked about me as I stood next to her. He said he only wanted to take one girl inside. She could either go in with him or stay outside and wait for the next offer.

“Sorry, Alison!” she blurted out as she slipped under the rope. Then she went with him to the door. The bouncer let them inside, leaving me out in line.

I waited for another half-hour as more people went by. Then I saw someone approaching who I never expected to see again. He saw me and immediately recognized me as his face registered shock and then happy surprise…

“Alison?”

“Reggie? Is that you?”

“What are you doing out here?”

“I could ask you the same question.”

“I was in town for a couple days and I thought I’d come on by and take a look around.”

“I haven’t seen you since our university days.”

“It’s been a while; hasn’t it?”

“It sure has.”

“You remember that time in the university pool after hours?”

“How could I ever forget it?”

My mind instantly went back to that night. We had fucked in the water in the darkness after everyone else had left. It was so damned erotic that for one exciting moment I had actually found myself thinking about… well…

He motioned at the door. Then he smiled as he said, “Say… you wouldn’t want to go inside with me, would you?”

“Reggie, I’d love to.” And with that I slipped under the rope and took his arm.

We went into the foyer together where I got my pregnancy sensor. I dutifully inserted it into my belly button. That’s when I noticed Reggie carefully watching me put it in, as though something was on his mind.

Imagine my shock when I saw Alison out in line at the Snuff Club. Seeing her took me back to our university days. One memory that immediately stood out was the time we snuck in a late night swim in the pool after hours.

It was dark, with very little illumination. We made sure to swim in the shadows and darker parts of the pool. Then we got a little frisky.

Alison slipped out of her suit and swam into the deep end. I shed my trunks and followed her. When I got to her, she submerged and took my cock into her mouth.

It felt incredible, especially when the bubbles came up. So when she surfaced to catch her breath, I went under and ate her out. I bubbled as I licked her pussy. It didn’t take long until we were both holding our breath underwater while fucking our brains out in bubbly grunts.

Anyway, we went inside the foyer where I watched her insert that pregnancy sensor into her belly button. But I think I stared more than I intended to. Seeing her insert it made me think about our time in the pool… and about one thought in particular that had flashed briefly through my mind…

We went inside and took our own private tour of the facility. It seemed like it was, predominantly, a gambling establishment. But I made sure to show the proper interest, just to let Reggie know I was happy to be inside with him.

We wandered around until we finally came across the Entertainment stage. I could not have cared less about the roulette table that was nearby. My eyes were immediately focused on the lethal instruments of execution.

I noticed Reggie looking at them as though he was deep in thought. Then he sort of gave me a look as though he was distracted about something. He must have caught himself, because he rather hurriedly blurted out, “Shall we see what else there is to look at?”

“Of course,” I replied, happy to do anything he wanted in appreciation of him bringing me inside. But as we walked away, I couldn’t help glancing back at the stage.

Seeing the items of execution on the website is one thing. Seeing them up close and personal is something else. I’d actually watched a video of each item being used at least once before coming to the Club to have a look around.

I caught Alison looking curiously at me as I stared at them. I immediately felt uncomfortable the way she’d caught me so deep in thought. That’s when I decided it was time to move along, and I suggested we get going.

I felt guilty staring at those implements on the stage for so long. So I took her to the lounge for a drink to make it up to her. We took a booth, but we’d barely sat down before an attendant came right over and took our order.

“So how’ve you been?” I asked her like an idiot after our drinks had arrived.

“Good – good. And yourself?”

“I’ve done well for myself.”

“I always thought you would do well in the world. So tell me. Is there, uh… a Mrs. Reggie out there somewhere?”

I shook my head. “No. How about you?”

“I dated a guy for a couple years. But we broke up. There’s been nobody since then.” I just nodded with understanding.

We finished our drinks in silence. For some reason, there was a strange awkwardness about being in her presence. Naturally, I couldn’t help wondering if she felt the same way about me.

Things got awkward in the lounge. I’m not sure why. Maybe our minds weren’t in sync. I know mine sure wasn’t.

I kept thinking back to those implements up on the stage. It made me think back to that time we’d spent having sex in the pool. Fucking him in the water that night was so damned hot that I found myself wondering about…

I coughed as I cleared my throat. Then I asked, “Can we look around a little more?” I didn’t tell him I needed to get rid of my discomfort in his presence.

“Sure – sure!” he replied, almost sounding a little too eager. “What do you want to look at?”

I went blank for a moment. Then he smiled as he told me, “Why don’t you lead us wherever you want to go.”

“That’s a good idea,” I replied as we both got up.

I led us down to the kitchen. I’d heard how women who’d been executed were sometimes cooked down there. Seeing the spit where they roasted girls over an open fire kind of got to me a little.

I glanced over at Reggie and saw him deep in thought again. “What are you thinking about?” I asked quietly, hoping I wasn’t intruding on his thoughts.

“Interesting place,” he replied. I thought he was going to say more, but he didn’t.

I took him around until we found the rooms in the back of the building. So he used his pager to open one up. Apparently, it was a sex room.

“I suspect people don’t spend the night sleeping in one of these things,” Reggie mused thoughtfully.

I just chuckled. I was pretty sure they only had one purpose. Besides, I doubted they were used for much more than an hour or two.

We stepped out and headed further down the hall. Then we found another type of room that was empty. Reggie opened the door with his pager, and we stepped inside a snuff sex room.

Neither one of us said a word. We just looked around in silence. Well… stunned silence for me, I guess.

I couldn’t believe it! It really did have a guillotine and an electric chair. There was a bed along one wall. And a noose dangled from the center of the room. But when I looked at Reggie, he looked to be deep in thought again.

I couldn’t believe it when Alison took us to the sex rooms. She didn’t say much when we looked inside, and I didn’t press the matter. Besides, it was probably nothing more than simple curiosity on her part just to see what was inside.

In the snuff sex room, I just kept staring at each deadly item on display. That’s when I found myself not wanting to look at the girl who was standing right there with me. It would have felt wrong somehow.

We stood there for the longest time until things quickly became awkward again. This time, I felt it was up to me to fix things. “I could use a drink,” I finally blurted out.

“Me too,” she said hastily. And with that, we got the hell out of there.

We went back to the lounge where we got served again. Neither one of us said much as we gulped down our drinks. That’s when I pointed at the monitor, just to make small talk.

“Ever use one of those things?”

“Hunh – unh. What does it do?”

“Let’s find out.”

I turned it on. The index indicated unrestricted activity in a sex room. That meant anyone could look in on the action.

“Wanna see?” I asked.

“Sure; why not?” So I pulled up the room on the monitor.

I let out a gasp when I saw what was going on. I had totally forgotten about her. Now there she was, on her knees sucking on three cocks.

“Hey; I think I know that girl!” Reggie blurted out. “Isn’t that your, uh… your…” and he kept snapping his fingers.

“It sure is,” I replied in surprise. “That’s my cousin Darcy.”

He snapped his fingers in recognition. “Right; your cousin Darcy.” Then he stared incredulously before asking, “What’s she doing in there?”

“Looks like she’s sucking cock,” I responded with amusement.

“I know, but…”

“You mean how’d she get in there?”

“Yeah, that’s what I was curious about.” Then he looked right at me as though piecing it together.

“That’s right,” I nodded. “We came together. But she managed to get in here without me.”

“She left you out in line all by yourself?”

“The guy who picked her only wanted to take in one girl. So I guess I just sort of stayed put. If I would’ve left, I would never have gotten to come in with you.”

“Oh, I see,” he replied with a smile. “Well, it certainly looks like she’s picked up a couple of extra cocks in there.”

We watched as she went from one cock to another, jerking the other two with her hands while sucking on the one in her mouth. I couldn’t believe it! I was a little embarrassed seeing her like that. But it also made me incredibly horny.

I looked at Reggie who kept staring at the screen with obvious fascination. That’s when I made my move. “C’mon,” I said as I stood up, offering my hand out to him.

“Where are we going?” he asked innocently.

“You’ll find out.”

I led him back to a sex room. It was the same one we’d been in earlier. I couldn’t stand it any longer.

The door barely had time to close before I was kissing him passionately. I quickly found the bulge in his pants. Besides, I was pretty sure I would find one there.

I wasted no time getting his cock out of his trousers. Then I dropped to my knees. That’s when I began hungrily going to town on him, sucking like a maniac.

He was gentle at first. Then something must have come over him. That’s when he grabbed my head and started thrusting harder and deeper down my throat.

Gawd; that made me wet as hell!

I was surprised when she took me straight to a sex room. I was pleasantly surprised when she started sucking my face. But I was thrilled beyond words when she dropped to her knees and wolfed down my dick.

I don’t know what I was thinking. But at one point, I firmly grabbed her head. Then I really began fucking her skull.

She gagged and gurgled as I hit the back of her throat. But she never once resisted or tried to put up a protest. The rougher I got with her, the more she seemed to like it.

I eased up and backed off. She slowed down, lovingly sucking and gulping. Then she started bobbing up and down on my dick as though trying to gag herself.

I grabbed her head and started getting rough with her again, ramming my cock down her throat. She loudly grunted and gurgled. But she never once indicated she disliked what I was doing to her.

She finally came off my dick. I let her go, allowing her to set any pace she was interested in. That’s when she started ripping my clothes off. Naturally, I returned the favor.

She pushed me down on the bed onto my back. Then she jumped on board. The next thing I knew, she’d impaled herself upon my dick and was furiously riding me cowgirl style.

Something made me look right at her belly button. That’s when it occurred to me what would happen if her pregnancy sensor were to go off at some point during the evening. But I never stopped thrusting up into her, and she never stopped riding me.

If anything, she became even more frenzied while she was fucking me…

I deliberately impaled myself upon his erection. Gawd; that felt good! You have no idea what that did to me.

The first thing I thought of was what would happen if my pregnancy sensor went off. We were definitely having unprotected sex. Clearly, there was a danger.

What if it popped? What if Reggie wanted it to pop? For some strange reason, the thought drove me wild.

I rode him like a woman possessed. In the back of my mind, I was chastising myself. What the hell did I think I was doing? Didn’t I realize what could happen??

Maybe a part of me did. Maybe that’s what made it such a thrill. I was playing a dangerous game. But I just couldn’t stop myself.

At first, I saw something flash in his eyes. It was as though he was gravely concerned about my welfare. But all I did in return was ride him a little harder.

It wasn’t long before something seemed to come over him again. That’s when he grabbed me and really started thrusting up into me. It was as though he really wanted to give me his seed.

There was still time to be cautious. I know I could have stopped him. He would have backed off with just a single word on my part. But I couldn’t make myself say anything.

He suddenly rolled me over onto my back. Then he climbed on top of me. That’s when he really fucked me as though his life depended on it. But I think it was my life that depended on it.

At that moment, something seemed to come over me. That’s when I began begging him. To my surprise, I really began talking dirty to him…

“Fuck me… fuck me… fucking give it to me… I fucking want it, Reggie… fucking give it to me!” That’s when he began talking dirty right back to me…

“I want to fucking give it to you… I want to fuck you… want to fucking give it to you…”

“Give it to me… fucking give it to me…”

Without warning, his hands instinctively wrapped around my throat. But I didn’t try to stop him. Instead, I found myself rasping how badly I wanted it.

In response, he choked me harder…

My first climax was unexpected, but welcome. I came all over his cock. I cried out I was cumming, only to have him squeeze my neck even harder.

I rasped out a “FUCK!” as I furiously squeezed the cock inside me with my cunt muscles. Then I felt him go off, filling me with his seed. It drove me over the edge again until I shuddered hard in orgasm as he pumped me full of his cum.

Almost immediately, I realized what I had done. That’s when I promptly let go of her neck. She panted heavily for breath as I slowly pulled out of her.

She saw the look in my eyes. Then she rose up off the bed. “Don’t worry about it.” she said hurriedly. “I’ll just go get cleaned up.” Then she went into the bathroom.

I panted heavily for breath. Instinctively, I began putting my clothes back on. That’s because I felt guilty as hell.

She came out of the bathroom and saw me putting my clothes on. “No worries,” she told me, trying to reassure me. Then she gathered up her clothes.

We were rather quiet as we finished getting dressed. She finally told me she could use another drink. I agreed with a silent nod.

We checked out of the room with my pager and headed back to the lounge. We sat down and ordered a couple more drinks from the attentive attendant. That’s when I noticed we were getting quite a few admiring looks from some of the patrons in the lounge.

At first, I couldn’t figure it out. Then Alison leaned close and smiled as she told me, “They must have seen our performance in the room on one of the monitors.”

I hit my forehead with my palm as I muttered, “Shit! We never put it on ‘restricted’.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she told me with a sly smile. “I’m not embarrassed about it if you’re not.”

“No point in worrying about it now,” I sighed in resignation.

We sipped on our drinks in silence. Then Alison started to chuckle. It wasn’t long before I was chuckling as well.

She smiled as she said, “Say, let’s look in on Darcy, shall we?”

“Why not?” I agreed. Then I turned on the monitor and looked for her room.

I was caught by surprise at what we saw. Darcy was secured to some sort of sawhorse or something. Her arms and legs were stretched down and secured to the legs of the contraption. And she had some sort of black hood over her head which covered her eyes and ears.

It looked like she was still with those three men. Two of them were fucking her in both ends. She looked like she was really getting pounded. It was such an incredible turn-on seeing her getting fucked like that.

We watched until the men came in both ends. I couldn’t tell if her ass or cunt had been used. The idea of Darcy being at risk of her pregnancy sensor going off gave me quite an erotic thrill.

The guys finally got dressed. One man told the others, “Let’s leave her here for a while and see who uses her; all right? Besides, she can’t hear or see a damn thing.”

Another added, “She won’t even know who used her!” The others laughed and agreed. Then they all got dressed and left.

The door closed, leaving Darcy all alone. “Hello?” she finally blurted out. “Hello? Are you guys done with me? Is anybody in here? I can’t hear a thing; I can’t even hear myself talk! And I can’t see a damn thing in this hood you put over my head! Guys, you wanna get me out of this? Are we done?? Hello??”

I looked over at Reggie and saw him staring rather intently at the monitor at my cousin. He looked to be deep in thought again. What was on his mind this time?

Was it the same thing I was contemplating?

“What do you think?” I finally said as I leaned in conspiratorially. “Shall we go pay my cousin a visit? You heard the guys. She won’t even know it’s us.”

“You think we should?” he asked carefully.

I could tell he was trying to be concerned over her welfare. But I had something else in mind. It was something bordering on lethal, wishful thinking, making me wonder if he was thinking the exact same thing.

“She got herself into this mess,” I told him with a twinkle in my eye. “Deep down, she’s probably enjoying herself. So we might as well go on in and take advantage of the situation; wouldn’t you agree?”

He seemed torn about something. What was he thinking? Was he concerned her sensor might pop if we went in and took advantage of her?

I don’t know what came over me. Something wicked maybe? All I know is that it gave me a thrill wondering if he was also having lethal thoughts about Darcy.

“C’mon,” I finally told him as I stood up and offered him my hand. “Let’s go have some fun with my cousin.” Then we left the table to go find Darcy’s room.

10/16/24; ed. 1/21/25

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My visit to St. Fellat 4.3 (32)

Posted on May 11, 2026 by riwa

I arrived from the mainland by charter flight. We landed in the bay and taxied to the dock. A scantily clad woman was there to greet us three businessmen from Vegas.

We were escorted to our separate rooms. I asked my traveling companions what type of activities I could expect to find around here to occupy myself. They just laughed before telling me to lounge around by the pool and I would find out. Then they departed, leaving me to fend for myself.

After checking into my room, I got into my trunks and headed poolside. Only there were several different poolsides I had to pick and choose from. The place was really spread out over several acres.

I set out for the nearest one. I had just located a patio lounger when I spotted them over in the corner. He was totally nude, sitting on the edge of the pool. She was in a red bikini in the water… and she was sucking his dick!

There were a half-dozen spectators sitting in chairs around the pool. It dawned on me some of the guests were not wearing any clothes at all. I didn’t know whether to feel embarrassed or thankful I was in my suit.

The woman in the corner of the pool was really going at it. She gave him what appeared to be a wet, sloppy blowjob. And it was not all that quiet. His dick kept making popping noises whenever she sucked it and then popped it out of her mouth. The sound carried clear across the pool.

He finally started to grunt his release. She kept him between her lips until I’m certain she got a mouthful. She opened her mouth to him and showed him his deposit. Then she appeared to swallow it down.

They got some applause from the guests watching. He made an exaggerated bow toward them all. She just grinned at us before submerging below the surface and swimming away.

Well, this was something I hadn’t expected. My dick had gotten hard just watching them. But I felt so self-conscious that I got up and left.

I followed a path that led over to another pool. It was a different shape and size. But when I looked, I saw two naked couples in chairs watching what appeared to be the same kind of action going on in the water.

I turned to look. Once more, I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was another guy in the pool getting a blowjob.

He was on his back in the water, holding on to the railing behind him. Some nymph with black hair had pulled his suit down. She was going to town on his dick like she hadn’t eaten lunch yet. And she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing.

I didn’t want to be obvious just standing there gawking. So I took a seat. One of the naked couples looked over at me and smiled. Then they went back to watching the scene in the water.

I watched as the guy suddenly submerged his torso. His oral provider didn’t even bat an eye. She went right down with it, submerging with the object between her lips. She still had his dick in her mouth as her face ended up totally underwater.

Bubbles came up as she kept sucking. She was submerged for what seemed like a minute or so. Then his torso drifted back up until his dick was out of the water. But her mouth was still attached to his erection.

I looked at the couple who’d smiled at me earlier. They grinned knowingly at me before going back to watching the action. The other couple also seemed greatly interested in the activity taking place in the water.

The guy lowered his torso into the water again. She went right on down with it until her head was all but submerged. Bubbles came up as she really gulped him down.

He let out a gasp before pushing down on her head. More bubbles came up as he let out a loud sigh. Then his torso came back up.

When she came up with his cock, I saw her mouth was still attached. She came off with a loud pop. “All gone!” she said with a cheery smile. Then she swam off. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.

I looked over at that couple again. The female suddenly got up. Then I heard her tell him, “You don’t mind, do you?”

“Of course not,” he replied cheerfully. “Why don’t you go over and welcome him to the resort.”

She got up and walked right over to me despite her nudity. She took me by the hand and said, “Come with me.” Then she pulled me up out of my chair.

She led me over to the just-vacated railing. Then she pulled me down into the water with her. A moment later, she pulled my trunks down off my legs, allowing my hard cock to spring free.

“You must be new here,” she said as she started to stroke me.

“Yeah, this is my first time on the island.” It was a strange way to start a conversation, being in the water with her as she stroked me.

“How did you hear about this place?”

“My office paid for it and told me to come. But now I’m beginning to think I’ve been pranked.”

“Good prank or bad prank?” Then she smiled knowingly as she began licking the tip of my shaft.

“I, uh… I guess that depends.”

“On what?” she asked with a sly grin after coming off to reply. “On how well I do?”

I saw her look over at her naked male friend. I glanced over, only to see him smiling. If he was the jealous type, he certainly wasn’t showing it.

She took me into her mouth. Then she threw herself into it. She sucked and slobbered with the best of them. I couldn’t remember ever getting a better blowjob.

At one point, she slowly worked me lower into the water until my cock was submerged. She submerged with it, sucking on it while releasing bubbles out of her nose. But her skills didn’t diminish in the slightest while she was holding her breath.

I finally rose back up out of the water, concerned she might drown. She moaned as she took me deeper into her mouth. Then she worked me back down into the water until my cock was submerged again, forcing her to hold her breath once more while sucking on it.

She gave me an amazing, underwater blowjob. When bubbles started coming up, I rose up until her mouth and nose were out of the water. She gasped and moaned before taking me deep again.

She seemed to like sucking me underwater. So this time I was the one who initiated lowering my cock until it was submerged. She moaned and bubbled until her head was completely under.

I looked over at the guy she had been sitting with. He just smiled and waved at me. I sheepishly waved back.

I let her stay down longer until more bubbles came up. But I was getting close. So I elevated my dick out of the water.

She came up gasping. Then she took my cock back into her mouth. She came off with a popping sound before asking, “How close are you?”

“Very.”

“Then make me take your load while I’m holding my breath. Push my head down if you have to. Don’t worry; I can take it.”

I slowly forced her head back down until she was submerged. Then I glanced over at her man. His dick was stiff in his grasp as he smiled at me again.

Bubbles came up as she took me deep. There was no way I was going to be able to hold back. With a grunt I shot my load into her warm mouth after about thirty seconds.

I felt her suctioning as though she was swallowing it all. But she stayed submerged as though wanting to clean me up. When she finally came up, she was panting heavily.

“How was that?” she smiled innocently.

“Incredible! I, uh… thank you!”

“How many has this been for you?”

“Uh, you’re the first one who’s blown me during my visit.”

“Then let me be the first to welcome you to St. Fellatius, er, uh… I mean St. Fellat.” She smiled knowingly at me as though amused at her mistake.

I smiled back before asking, “Are you from the hospitality department?”

“No; just another guest. I told my husband you looked new. I just wanted to welcome you in style.”

“Your husband?”

She just smiled slyly. “Enjoy your stay. Maybe I’ll see you around.” Then she pressed up against me and gave me a deep, soulful kiss before climbing out of the water to rejoin her husband.

11-11-23 Inspired by the pictures I found.

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Dottie’s gonna do it 4.4 (37)

Posted on May 4, 2026 by riwa

Dottie’s Gonna Do It

We’ve been webcamming back and forth for a while now, telling each other our secrets and fantasies. I’ve told him what I’ve been thinking about doing. It makes him horny each time I describe it to him.

He’s told me how much he’s looking forward to watching. Hell, he’s even been encouraging me to do it, pushing me you might say. He really wants to see it.

I wavered back and forth with the decision for quite a while. Then last week, I finally decided to do it. Maybe it’s the thought of him getting off to it that pushed me over the edge.

I wait until I get him online. Then I give him the good news. I tell him I’m gonna do it for real.

“You sure? Don’t kid me now, not with something like this. You know how hard I am right now.”

I tell him I’m serious. The decision has been made. I’m gonna do it.

He doesn’t believe me. So he asks, “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” I reply. “I’m positive. I can’t stop thinking about it. I’m gonna do it.”

“Are you serious?” I tell him yes. “Where?” he asks.

“It has to be here. There’s no other choice really.”

It’ll take place right here in my conservatory. I’m going to hang myself from the old wooden beam above me. It should be high enough and strong enough.

“You got a rope, Dottie?”

“Of course I got a rope. I’ll use the tow rope that’s in the car. If it’s strong enough to tow that thing around, it’s strong enough to hold me up off the ground.”

I can hear the excitement in his voice. His face is flushed as he asks, “Do you know how to knot it? Do you know how far you’ll need to drop?”

I tell him I didn’t, but that I do now. I’ve been online researching the matter.

There is a slight problem. The research recommends a five foot drop for my height and weight. But I’ve only got about three foot nine or so. But I’m not bothered.

I’d rather be slightly under than over. After all, I don’t want the rope to rip my head off. I want to die pretty, and I want to die whole.

His excitement and enthusiasm is evident. He doesn’t even try to discourage me. Instead, he asks, “When?”

“You got time to stay online?” I ask. “I plan on doing it this evening. I’ve got all the stuff I need. I’ve even got restraints for my arms so I don’t claw at my throat while I’m choking.”

I don’t tell him about the other stuff. I’ve already had a good dump this morning, and I haven’t eaten since. I’m not going to either. And I’ve only had just a few sips of water. I don’t want to piss myself, so I’m only going to drink just enough to keep my mouth moist.

It’s been a hot, beautifully sunny summer’s day. So I’m only going to wear a garter with silky stockings, along with my favourite boots. That way he gets to watch my tits bounce as I strangle.

I smile inwardly. It’s making me feel hot just thinking about it. Talking to him on the webcam has helped me firm up my decision. And I can watch the sun go down over the stand of trees on the hill through the conservatory window as I die.

That view’s the only good thing about this place. Might as well make use of it eh?

He asks when I’m going to get started. “You wanna watch?” I ask with a seductive grin. His obvious reply is, “Hell, yes!”

“Ok. Hang on.”

I take my laptop with the webcam into the conservatory. I place it on a stand I put in place earlier this morning after measuring the distance. Then I step in front of the webcam.

“Holy shit! You’re really gonna do it? You have no idea how hard I’m stroking right now!” His words make me feel all gooey inside.

I tell him I won’t be saying much from here on out. I’ll be too busy setting things up. “I hope you like the view,” I tell him with a sly smile.

I walk over to the dining table and clamber aboard. I loop the tow rope around the beam above. Then I knot it once… twice… three times.

I give it a good, sharp tug. The beam creaks, but it doesn’t budge. That tells me it should hold.

Gawd; I’m so wet right now!

I pull up the free end and shape it like it says in the book. But I mess up and have to start again. I work it until I get it formed into the shape of a noose. From his webcam viewing distance it should look just right.

I check the slack. Then I pop the noose over my head. The free end of the rope trails across my back and shoulder.

I get the shivers something fierce. A part of me wonders what the bloody hell I’m doing. But another part is so excited that I’m afraid I’m gonna cum before I can even get started.

I can’t use the table from here on out. So I slide it out of the way. Then I bring in a couple of chairs.

I put a pair face to face. Then I start piling hardback books on the one that sits directly under the rope until they’re almost level with the back of the chair.

I double check the measurements. It’s a good foot higher than the table. Then I work it out how I’m going to stand up on the empty chair before stepping up higher onto the top of the stack of books.

They’re big books to help me keep my balance. I found seven photography books in the library. They were big and thick, filled with landscape photos and nudes. I find it ironic, in that I’m going to be virtually nude in the next few minutes.

I check the time. It’s six-thirty. The sun’s rim is just touching the top of the trees, making the foliage glow and sparkle.

“You still with me?” I call out toward my laptop.

“Holy shit!” is the reply from the laptop. “I’m stroking like crazy!”

“Better pace yourself,” I reply with a laugh. Inwardly, I’m all gooey again. I love the idea of him getting off to my hanging.

I do a deliberate strip tease right in front of him. I leave my clothes in an untidy heap on the floor. Who cares what happens to them now?

I fetch the spreader bar and clamps. Then I fetch one more item. It’s my favourite buzzing toy, the long thick one I like to use.

I carefully step up onto the empty chair in my boots. Then from there, I step rather gingerly up onto the books. They feel solid and reassuring beneath my feet even when I move a little.

“This it the hard part,” I call out toward the laptop as I heft the toy. I turn it on so it has a nice buzz that can be heard throughout the conservatory. Then I gently force it up into me.

“Uhg… ummmm… bloody hell; I forgot how good it feels… ung!”

“I’m still stroking, Dottie!” that familiar voice tells me from the laptop. It’s so damned erotic that I almost climax while standing there.

I hold the spreader bar between my knees as I ease the noose open. Then I loop it over my big, thick mass of blonde curls. I almost climax once the coil touches my bare skin.

I slowly draw the slack out of the loop until it has slid beneath my hair. I make sure not to trap any loose strands. Gawd; I’m so hot right now!

I hold the bar between my legs while getting myself into the mood even more. The toy buzzes inside me as I tease my nipples gently between my fingers until they’re good and hard. A moment later I climax, unable to hold it at bay any longer.

I’m left all hot and panting. Bloody hell; that was a nice one! I’m so close to hanging myself that my body is on fire!

I pause to catch my breath. I want to wait a few moments to fully enjoy the rush. But I’m still hot and excited, my clit singing like a bird.

Any hesitations I might have had are gone. My mind tells me, ‘Go; go now! Do it while you feel like this!’

I position the knot just in front of my left ear. Then I give the rope a sharp tug. It draws beneath my chin.

I inwardly curse myself for my incompetence as I’m forced to try again. Left like that, I’d dangle and kick for hours in sheer agony. No thanks. I want to die, but not like that.

It takes me a few moments to work the noose loose. I work it around before trying it again. I find myself writhing as my pussy clenches around the buzzing toy inside me.

I tug on the rope a second time and feel it brush against my skin. I tug again until the noose grips my throat. The knot presses hard beneath my ear until the pressure makes me cough.

The delay has calmed me down, but not for long. The buzzing toy will soon be working another one right out of me. It’s time to attach the bar.

The instructions were clear. ‘Intended for bondage play between consulting adults,’ it said. Well, I’m a consenting adult. So that’s alright then.

I clip the clamps onto the ends of the central telescopic tube to the spreader bar. They’re a bit too big for my slender wrists. So I close one around my left arm just above the elbow.

I close the padded jaws one click at a time until the clamp won’t slip or slide up and down my arm. The pressure it exerts reminds me of having my blood pressure taken at the doctor’s office. Now for the tricky part.

I carefully work my other arm behind my back. I struggle to get the clamp around my arm and slide up until it’s above the elbow. I do my best to tighten the clamp until it feels like it’s going to hold.

“Damn, Dottie! That’s hotter than hell!” I see he’s still with me.

My arms are held behind my back, pulling my shoulders back as well. It throws my chest out. My tits are lifted up and thrust forward. That should give him one hell of a boner.

I’ve done it. Now I just need to tighten things a little more. That’s when I push my arms together behind my back.

I hear ‘Click. Click. Click. Click. Click.’ Now my arms and shoulders are pulled back even more. My chest really tightens as my tits are thrown out.

One more… ‘Click!!’ Oh, wow! That’s when I cum hard, grinding my thighs together against the buzzing toy inside me.

Bloody hell; that felt good!

I try to lift my hands upward to my neck and face. But I can’t reach anything, not with the bar and restraints behind my back as tight as they are.

I’m all ready to go. I try to enjoy the warm feeling of my climax that’s fading but still circulating in my veins. “Still with me?” I pant toward the laptop

“Holy shit, Dottie! I nearly came that time!”

I feel all gooey again. Bloody hell! I can feel another one approaching!

It’s time to give him what he wants, what we both want. I’ve come this far. Besides, there’s really no way for me to back out of this now.

I look down at my boots. A little voice in the back of my mind cries out, “Yes; do it!” That’s when I sense the moment is at hand.

I can’t believe I’ve taken things this far. But I have an admirer watching by way of webcam who wants me to go further still. So I take a deep breath as I begin to turn around.

I don’t want to call out to him any more. Besides, I have to focus on the task at hand. So I’m very slow and careful.

I turn until I’m facing the back of the chair. I slide my right foot up onto the top rail, expecting the chair to fall over backwards and tip me into space. But it doesn’t, as it needs more weight.

I begin to slide my left foot up beside my right. Halfway there, the two top books slide left. They take three or four more mighty tomes with them.

The chair doesn’t tip backwards. Instead, it tips left. The books hit the floor with a crash. But I don’t.

The floor rushes towards me at frightening speed. But just as I try to raise my hands to break my fall (which I can’t) and brace my legs (which don’t quite reach), my head is jerked violently to the side. That’s when an indescribable bolt of agony lances across my throat.

It’s impossible to describe in detail everything that happened during that one fatal, shattering second when the noose closed around my throat. Let’s just say it taught me there is an enormous difference between pain and agony.

My right toe catches one of the books. It sends it flying across the conservatory floor in a loud rustle of flapping pages. That’s when nerve endings respond en masse in my stretching neck.

My head seems to explode. My body jerks wildly. The enormous pressure around my throat forces my tongue, which feels about six inches thick, up into the roof of my gaping mouth.

At the same time, my vision blurs, flashing a brilliant white. My temples start to throb and pulse like jungle drums. Strange, half-choked, almost alien, spluttering and gurgling noises emerge from my mouth as I swing, spin, shudder and writhe on the end of that quivering, vibrating rope.

‘Gahh! Glurgghh! Gaakkk!’

To top it all, the air deprivation fools my body into thinking I’m having great sex. I cum again, thoroughly wetting myself. It’s hard to fathom how pain and pleasure can coexist like this.

I feel my hair bounce up and down on the top of my head with every jerky movement. I also feel hot juices running down the inside of my kicking legs. Through watering, blurry eyes I can see that my nipples are now as hard as bullets.

I cum again. And then again. Soon, it feels like I can’t stop cumming!

Every climax makes me kick, arch or thrash about. It’s such that I end up jerking the noose even tighter around my throat… ‘Nnnhh! Errrcccchhhh! Unnhhh!’

My chest is so tight, it’s as if there are steel bands slowly closing around it. My lungs are burning and my throat is on fire. My forehead and temples throb.

I can’t breathe; I can’t breathe any more! Then I’m hit by a terrific spasm. It makes me dance like a demented marionette.

Vaguely, I hear “Holy shit; I’m cumming!” from somewhere nearby. But now I’m exhausted. I’m also disoriented and confused, while feeling nauseous, giddy and sick.

My body is no longer mine to control. I’m an outside observer as my limbs twitch. My legs repeatedly bend double, then straighten up again. As my fingers flex and open, my body arches.

All this time, the rope is being drawn tighter and tighter around my throat, crushing it slowly as if it were in the grip of an iron fist. Another strong spasm shoots my swollen tongue fully out of my mouth. Purple and wet, it slaps wetly against my bright red cheeks in clouds of bubbles and rivulets of blood-flecked spume.

‘Ugghhh! Ugghhh!’

For a moment I regain a bit of lucidity. The intense pain dulls. Then it recedes as I hang there suspended and helpless, close to death.

I rotate slowly, my mouth opening and closing like that of a freshly landed fish. My eyelids flutter as my nostrils flare. My last lucid thought is… ‘Just how bloody long does it take to strangle to death?!’

The answer, in my case, is another five minutes, although I’ll only be dimly aware of what occurs in the first two. During those minutes, I see in a fuzzy haze, the room bathed in a golden glow as the sun sinks down behind the trees. Shadows dance on the conservatory floor until I vaguely wonder why my rock-hard nipples have suddenly turned a lovely shade of blue. I can’t see them, but so have my lips. I go into a short-lived spasm for a final time. As I do, the noose finally manages to draw tight enough to crush my larynx and trachea. That’s when it blocks my windpipe completely.

My features freeze. My body slumps. Then my eyes glaze over.

Dribbles of bubbles and spume drip down off my tongue and chin in a steady stream as my corpse slowly rotates back and forth. The flow slowly decreases over time. Then it stops altogether.

A leg and a foot twitch. A finger unfolds. My body gives a little shudder.

There’s a pause. It happens for a second time. Then my body is completely motionless.

All is still. All is silent. And the light from the setting sun slowly fades as the room grows dark.

I don’t hear his last declaration. And I don’t hear his words of goodbye. It will be several hours before the battery in my laptop dies.

Jul 27 ‘14; ed. Mar 8 ‘25

(Written by Anonymous for Dottie who shared it with me. I used a lot of their words and expressions while adding quite a few of my own.)

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