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Payment in Kind

Rob Banx8 Comments

A couple of years ago during one of our parties, I happened to mention some installation work we were planning in our factory and one of our guests announced that he was an electrician, and he and his crew would do the job for free if Megan was on site to look after them. Of course we accepted his offer and arranged that he should come one Sunday morning when there would be no one else there.

On the chosen day, our friend and his crew of 3 attended bright and early and Megan was there to greet them as planned. She was wearing denim shorts and white vest top with nothing underneath, so that her long legs and small tits were clearly on display as she looked after them providing hot drinks and biscuits.

During an early tea break, we all sat around while our electrician friend proceeded to tell his workers about the party he had attended, and what he and the others had done with Megan that night. She sat and listened with a smile and no hint of embarrassment, and when he’d finished she simply said “Would anyone like breakfast? I could have some delivered.”

To which one of them replied “Yes please, and why don’t you serve it naked?”

Megan just giggled and took their orders before going to the production manager’s office to call it in, while the men went back to work. I went with her to help her prepare.

When the food arrived she served them like this. They all enjoyed their breakfast and then they all enjoyed Megan, right there in the factory. After they’d done with her they went back to work but stopped to enjoy her again a few times more.

When the work was finally finished they left a job well done, a wife full of cum, and a happy husband who had the pleasure of watching😊

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After the Pandemic

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Following The Pandemic and the collapse of society, rival factions are vying for control in every major city. Today the Peroni family are offering their only remaining sister Megan, to the Cico’s in order to settle a territorial dispute. Megan used to be attractive but like all survivors of The Pandemic she now has the skin of a reptile and water shortages made it difficult to keep clean. In the new world, women are in short supply and sex is a valuable commodity. So the family were confident that their rivals would accept the trade, their intelligence was that the Cico’s hadn’t seen a woman in over a year. Not a live one anyway.

When the Cico’s entered room they found Megan on display with her brothers, uncles and cousins behind her. There were 7 Cico’s standing in a line staring at Megan and her family, no one showing any emotion. This wasn’t the first time Megan had found herself literally “on the table” and she was sure it wouldn’t be the last. Since The Pandemic her value to the family had increased exponentially and although she would never admit it, she quite enjoyed the work and the newfound respect. She had tiny breasts but a gamworthy mouth and a tight pussy due to not having children, and now she never would: all those who recovered from Pandemic were now sterile and everyone else is dead. So with no new births, time was nearly up for the human race.

There was to be no negotiation; the deal had already been struck. The only question today was whether Cico’s were prepared to accept Megan as payment.

Daniel, the leader of the Cico clan cautiously stepped forward and nodded a greeting to the rival family.

“She’s thin.” He said, putting his hands on Megan’s knees. “And no tits!

She looked at him straight in the face and ran her tongue around her lips. She was under orders to make sure they were satisfied.

“Trust me you won’t be disappointed.” Said Carl, the Peroni clan head.

Without breaking eye contact Daniel ran his hands up her legs and when he found her pussy he pushed two fingers inside. Megan took a deep breath but otherwise didn’t respond.

Daniel then turned to looked to his group for approval, he nodded and they nodded.

“Do we have a deal?” Carl asked.

“Yes.” replied Daniel and there was a noticeable lowering of tension in the room.

“You use her here, it’s not a take away.” Carl added.

“Agreed.” Said Danel.

Megan fixing eyes again with Daniel, she slid off the table and standing right infront of him began to rub his cock and when she felt it stiffen in her hand , she took it out, knelt down and took it in her mouth. As she started to suck him his compatriots gathered round her in a semicircle with their own dicks out. She then went down the line sucking and wanking each in turn until finally Daniel lifted her to her feet and pushing her back against the table, forced his fingers into her cunt for the second time. Megan cried out and pulling herself up to sit on the edge of the table, she lifted her legs and put one on each of Daniel’s shoulders.He responded by working his finger deeper inside her while the others came over to play with her little tits, squeezing her nipples. Megan then stretched her legs out and spread them wide with her feet in the air to allow him to finger her to the max. She then put her feet down, took hold of his cock then slid off the table impaling herself on it. Daniel then lowered her onto her back on the floor and fucked her like his life depended on it. It wasn’t long before she felt his cock start to pulse and the warm gush of his spunk as it spurted into her. Daniel got up and his dick was quickly replaced by another then one by one all seven fucked her while her family silently looked on.

After the final man withdrew she lay still on the floor for a moment, breathless with her pussy full of cum, but the Cico’s wanted to get the most out of the deal and were soon all around her again. Some of them just stood looking down at her wanking, while others knelt down beside, pumping their pricks, feeling her tits and probing her sodden cunt. Once she had recovered her breath Megan grabbed one of the dick and pulled it into her mouth, the owner then went on all fours over her head and fucked her mouth until his semen hit the back of her throat. She then found another to suck and soon all of the Cico’s were active again: Some fucked her, some came in her mouth and a couple shot the load over her tits and in her face. When it was over the Cico’s dressed and left without a word, followed by the Peroni’s leaving Megan used and alone.

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Making New Friends in 2020

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It was early 2020 and I’d gone to the pub alone that night. No plan beyond escaping the house for a few pints. The place was half-empty, the jukebox playing old Blur and Oasis tracks. I got talking to six complete strangers at the bar—Tom, broad and broken-nosed from rugby days; Mike, wiry and mouthy and constantly swearing; Dave, the quiet giant built like he worked in a coalmine; Steve, arms covered in faded ink; Paul, tall and loose with an easy grin; Carl, the nonstop talker who kept buying rounds. We bonded over politics, shit TV, and the first vague news stories about some virus overseas. By last orders I said, “Fancy one more at mine? My wife’s probably still up.” They didn’t hesitate and I hoped that Megan wouldn’t mind the surprise. 

Megan was 37, radiating that quiet, unapologetic confidence that comes when a woman knows exactly what her body does to men. Her short blonde hair framed her face in soft waves, her fair skin carried a light scattering of freckles across her shoulders and chest, and her belly had that gentle, lived-in softness I loved. But her tiny tits—small, perky, barely more than a handful—were perfect. Pale pink nipples that stiffened instantly in the slightest chill or under a hungry gaze. They looked almost delicate, almost innocent, and she knew how to make them the center of attention just by arching her back a little.

Her pussy was the real obsession. Tight as hell, even after all the years and all the cocks. That thick, dark bush framed a neat pink slit that stayed snug no matter how many times it got stretched, gripping like it was trying to pull you deeper and never let go.

We tumbled through the front door, boots loud, voices carrying. Megan was already in the living room, reclined in that big rose-coloured armchair under the floor lamp. She wore her pink-and-white striped silky dressing gown—short, loose, the kind that parted easily down the front. She had a wine glass in hand and a  book open on her lap. She looked up as we piled in, mildly surprised but smiling that warm, teasing smile.

Megan looking at me as if to say “Who told you you could bring these men into my home?”

“Evening, boys,” she said, setting the book aside. “Rob didn’t mention he was bringing friends home.”

I kissed her cheek, then went to the kitchen to fetch some beers. The lads spread out on the sofas, still a bit awkward in a stranger’s house, but the alcohol kept things loose. Conversation flowed—work, TV, the weird headlines starting to circulate. Megan laughed at their jokes, handed them fresh cans and played the perfect hostess.

After a while and still seated, she casually unfasten her dressing gown and opened it.

“Is it me or is it getting hot in here?” She asked no one in particular.

The fabric parted down the middle like curtains, staying on her shoulders but otherwise completely open. At the same time her legs parted as the gown draped to either side of her thighs. Tiny tits exposed and nipples hardening either due to the cool air or anticipation. Soft belly, wide hips. Then, her knees fell open instinctively, spreading until that thick dark bush parted and her tight little pink pussy was on full display. One arm lifted lazily, fist half-clenched near her cheek in that cheeky, defiant pose, like she was daring the room. Her eyes were firmly fixed on our visitors.

The room went pin-drop silent.

“Fucking hell,” Tom breathed. “I wasn’t expecting that!”

Megan looked straight at me. “Rob… Is this what you wanted?”

I stayed leaning in the doorway, arms crossed. “Didn’t tell them you’d put on a show, love. But you’re looking ready. It’s your call?”

She held my gaze for a long beat. Then she laughed—low, dirty, thrilled—and let her knees drop even wider. “Well… you’re all here now.”

Tom dropped to his knees between her spread thighs like gravity had pulled him. Hands on her hips, mouth diving into that tight pussy, tongue lapping at her clit while she gasped and arched her back. Mike stepped up beside the chair, belt undone, cock out. She turned her head and took him in eagerly, sucking hard while Tom ate her out.

Then the rest piled in, clothes hit the floor. While Tom stood up to remove his trousers, Steve stepped in and thrust his fingers into that gripping cunt, quickly followed by his dick. The others stood wanking, grabbing her tits and holding her legs apart as Steve fucked her.

“I’m ready to cum!” Steve shouted.

“Cum inside her!” I yelled back.

He did as he was told. With slow, deep strokes he pumped his stuff inside her and at about the same time Mike exploded into her mouth.

Next thing Megan was on her back on the carpeted floor with Tom’s dick in the cunt and Paul’s in her mouth but this time, as soon as Tom had shot his load, Paul pulled out of he mouth and added his contribution below.

Mike and Carl then took over each one grunting in disbelief at how snug she stayed even after the sixth cock.

I watched every thrust, shouting encouragement thoughout: “Fuck her hard lads, she’ll take all you can give her! – Squeeze and suck her nipples hard! – Rub her clit as you’re fucking her, that’ll make her cum!”

Megan came hard several times—shaking, crying out, pussy pulsing and milking whoever was buried inside her. Between loads she kept glancing at me, eyes glassy with lust and raw excitement. She hadn’t known. Hadn’t expected six strangers in her living room, let alone their cocks stretching her while I directed the show. But once it started she owned it—begging for the next one, spreading wider, coming again and again.

When Carl had made the final deposit the lads all slumped back onto the sofas but Megan wanted more.

“Is that all you’ve got?” She asked. As she went over to them on hands and knees and started to suck them back to life.

Soon they were all standing round her in a circle as she knelt, sucking and wanking. Try as she might she could only get them semi hard; no use for penetration. But she did make them all cum again, over her face and tits.

After all of this the room reeked of sex, sweat and beer. The guys dressed in a daze, muttering stunned thanks, slapping my back like I’d just given them the night of their lives. They left together into the cold night, promising discretion if they could visit again.

Megan stayed sprawled in the chair. Still naked, legs wide, pussy puffy and leaking, tiny tits red and glistening with drying cum. She looked up at me, voice hoarse and satisfied.

“You absolute bastard,” she whispered, a slow smile spreading. “I didn’t even know their names.”

I grinned, stepping closer but not touching her yet. “Sorry, I’ll introduce you next time..”

She laughed softly, filthy and content. “Next time… maybe don’t warn me. The surprise is half the fun…..”

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An Early Success

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About 5 years ago, Megan and I were on the east coast and one evening we ran into a group of lads in a local pub. One thing lead to another and Megan ended up getting fucked by 5 of them. The following afternoon we met up with them again. This photo was taken of Megan posing with 3 of them whilst we waited for some more of their friends to join us. They arrived soon after and they in turn called some of their friends.

She was particularly tiny titted back then, not helped by the tan lines, and there were comments like “not much to get hold of!”. But that was soon forgotten once they had their dicks inside her, pumping her full of their cum.

At least 12 her that afternoon, all I would say below the age of 22. She, at that time would’ve been 35. It turned out to be one of our most successful early gangbangs and totally unplanned.

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