As I enjoyed the feel of her pussy on my stiff prick I recalled how tight she,d been just a few years previous but the quest for more pleasure costs a...price and her loose pussy bore the cost. This very same woman had also once told me that she would never let another Male cock penetrate her, but that changed a few years later with my blessing. I,d fantasised having sex with her and another Male since we first “fooled around” and often thought of it till it actually happened. Booze had fuelled. He laughed. “Why not? Are you afraid that guy already told everyone we were screwing in the bathroom?”She blushed furiously, her gaze sinking to their feet. As her eyes descended, his crotch grabbed her attention. She could see that he was still straining against his pants.Her eyes darted back to his face timidly, trying to assess his feelings. He'd seen her naked, losing control in a way perhaps no one else ever had. It made her uneasy, vulnerable, and ashamed.“I should probably go,” she said,. This was like a shot of electricity. My cock exploded and my brain exploded and I thrust my hips upwards to meet Anglea’s. She let out a soft cry and her pussy walls contracted and quivered. My come shot out and I pinched her right nipple harder hopefully driving a bolt of sensation to her pussy and her brain. She cried out again more loudly and our hips kept thrusting, but now slowing. A second shot of come followed a half second behind the first and it was like I had two mini-orgasms. I. It is simply my first attempt at writing a BDSM story in which I have tried to give full rein to the darker corners of my own sexuality and I have to admit to a degree of shock and surprise at the result. I hope the result is erotic in its own grim way for others and would be very interested in any (constructive) thoughts or criticism. Thanks for reading.HonoriusThe Lifestyle Farmer: Part 1by HonoriusRemember that Blur song; ?Country House? from sometime in the mid 90’s? I always like to think.