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Tell pvc why you want her to be your cumslut and what you would do to that hot wet cunt of hers. Be as filthy as you like, she loves it all, the filthier the better.

So who got the filthiest suggestions?

Want to come to the sex shop with me, gorgeous? It was all your idea after all ...

Part 1

PVC Wife was excited. She had received a Lovehoney voucher from Santa – in reality, her husband -- and knew exactly what she wanted to spend it on.

She had known for some time about Lovehoney, which was a mail order sex shop. But what made it better was that they had recently opened their first bricks-and-mortar shop – and it was in the high street of her home town.

So on the Monday after Christmas she took her voucher and her shopping list and headed off to the new shop.

She had been talking about Lovehoney treats with her Australian online friend – and what a filthy fucker he was! – and she knew exactly what she wanted: a discreet battery-operated Sqweel, with its magic little tongues flicking around and around against her clit; a magic wand, which she could plug in to use against her sexy parts for hours as she came and came; and especially the latex panties with lips to let a big cock push through into her cunt while she remained covered in her favourite fetish gear.

Her pussy was dripping just thinking about it.

She also wanted some new lingerie and other toys, but would have to see how things went. She might not have enough for everything with the voucher and she didn’t want to pay a lot of cash on top of that.

PVC deliberately wore her shortest skirt and sexiest stockings and suspender belt. And of course no knickers. She loved to flash guys when she went shopping, and there were less likely to be disapproving wives to cause trouble in a sex shop.

She would have liked to have gone braless as well but with her natural E-cup breasts she was too well endowed for that. Besides, she had some lovely bras.

PVC walked in through the darkened doorway, which showed nothing except a sign saying people under 18 were not allowed inside.

But once she was inside it was like stepping into Aladdin’s cave. The room was brightly lit and festooned with lingerie, toys, blow-up dolls with fuckable mouths, cunts and arses, filthy magazines and DVDs. In fact there was everything a horny man or woman could want.

If PVC’s cunt was dripping before, it was positively running now. She looked around at the talent in the room and was disappointed. Just a couple of old guys who looked like they could be flashers or perverts who went to the nude beach, to wank while they watched the women.

That made PVC think about a time she put on a show on a nude beach and later at a wankatorium in a sex shop at the coast.
Ah, good times. She reached under her skirt and slid a finger easily into her pussy before pulling it out and licking it. God she tasted sweet. She ran the finger under her nose. And she certainly smelt succulent too.

Then she noticed the three guys behind the counter, all of whom had been watching her lewd display. Three serving staff, two customers plus her. Seemed a bit excessive.

PVC chose the nicest-looking guy and walked up to the counter. Were you expecting more customers, she asked, giving him a smile.

Well yes, he admitted. But it’s OK, this way we have time for more personal service. He gave PVC a smile that could have been mistaken for a leer. PVC leered back. I’m known as PVC Wife, she said. I’m Dave, he said. We might have to investigate that name later. But what can I help you with?

I have a voucher, she said. Santa was very kind. And I have three things in particular I want. But if there is money left over I want some other treats as well. OK, he said, let’s start with what you have on your list.

Well she said, deciding to make this as saucy as she could manage. I love cunnilingus and I have been let down a little in that department lately, so I’d love a Sqweel 2. All those little artificial tongues look amazing.

Yes, we always have them in stock, the salesman said. They are very popular. They cost 40 pounds, but we have a special deal going at the moment so you get lube, toy cleaner, and lots of batteries thrown in for nothing. I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.

I wanted a Deluxe Magic Wand vibrator as well, she said. OK, he said that’s the top of the line in that sort of thing, just plug it into the socket and away you go. You can even use it to massage tired muscles. They both laughed, knowing exactly where it would be used.

That’s another 50 pounds but well worth it, he said. What else were you interested in?

Well, she said, the voucher is for 100 pounds, and I am already up to 90 pounds. But I get really turned on by PVC, latex, rubber, things like that, which explains my name. I really wanted a pair of the Rubber Girl Latex Wear Mini Briefs with Lips, but I think they are 15 pounds and I only have 10 pounds left.
I’m sure we can work something out, the salesman said. We can knock 5 pounds off and put that through as a store opening special or something. But I’m not sure we have any of those.

You’d be surprised how many women want to dress in latex and have a hard cock fucking them while they are still wearing their special panties!

Oh stop, said PVC, my cunt is dripping as it is, don’t talk to me like that or I’ll have to do something about it right here in the store.

Another of the salesman had been listening to the conversation but pretending not to. Now he came over and after introducing himself as Tom, joined in. We don’t have any of the panties left in stock, he said, but we can order them in. But Dave, don’t forget they have released a playsuit with the same lips arrangement.

Oh, that sounds even sexier, PVC said. I’d love to have one of those. Do you have those?

Yes, we have good stocks of Small, Medium, Large or Extra Large. Any colour as long as you want black, he smiled. But they are 30 pounds, not 15 like the panties. Oh, said PVC, unable to hide her disappointment. That will be too much. That would take it to 120 pounds and my voucher is only for 100.

Well, said Dave, we might be able to help with special discounts, but first we need to be sure if you like it all. He looked at PVC and for the first time she noticed the thick cock so obviously erect in his tight jeans. It gave her soaked pussy an even bigger tingle. I think you would be a Large, he said. You’d never get those tits in a Medium. And you’ll need some latex dressing aid to help you slide into it. And some shine spray to make you look your best. They cost extra but let’s not worry about that yet.

I have an idea, Dave said to Tom. Why don’t I take PVC upstairs to try things on? You and Gary can hold the fort down here, and if I need any help I will give you a yell. PVC thought she saw Dave wink to Tom before he turned to her and explained that as well as the ground-floor shop there were two levels above, all connected with two-way speakers.

So he gathered up the Sqweel and the wand, so they didn’t get sold to someone else by mistake while they were out of the sales room, and the playsuit, and the accessories, and put them all together in a Lovehoney bag, and he led her through a door marked DVD lounge and up a flight of stairs.

At the top of the stairs was a room with a DVD player and large screen, and a comfortable leather sofa for customers to sit on and watch the DVDs. PVC presumed this was just for customers to make a selection, but then noticed the tissues and Wet Wipes and bin and realised that customers probably masturbated as they watched the DVDs. Fair enough, she had nothing against masturbation, although she preferred the real thing when she could get it.

The room was empty, and Dave said they often used it as a change room. But when it was in use, they could go up another flight of stairs to change. Here, said Dave, handing over the playsuit, I think we should use some dressing aid so it just slips on, but there is one complication: because of health requirements, I must ask you to leave your knickers on under the playsuit.

Well, that is a problem, said PVC, and lifted her skirt to show her bare pussy. I’m not wearing any knickers. I love to go commando, especially when I am feeling sexy, and I’m as horny as fuck right now. She looked pointedly at Dave’s groin. And I see you are, too.

Oh shit, said Dave. The answer to that is simple. As long as you are going to buy it, the health rule doesn’t apply. But we have to make sure you will be taking the one you try on. We can’t put it back on the shelf.

PVC quickly stripped off her bra, top and skirt and stood before Dave in just her sexy garter belt and stockings. She noticed his cock twitching as she displayed all her charms. Then she held the playsuit against her body. It seemed about right. Yes, said Dave, that will do nicely. So you want it? Oh yes, said PVC.

He helped her spray the dressing aid into the playsuit then to slide it up her body. It fitted her beautifully. She loved the way the false nipples were moulded into the suit just where her own nipples were. Dave helped her with the shoulder straps until it was a snug fit. She looked in the mirror in the corner. She looked wonderful.

Just one more thing, said Dave, I need to spray the playsuit so it shines and highlights your beauty. And my erection is killing me confined as it is. Do you mind if I free it?

PVC told him she would love to see his cock. But she was also loving the feel of the playsuit. She reached down between her legs and found the lips. She spread them apart as she insinuated first one finger, then two into her slick love tunnel. Oh Christ she was so close to cumming.

She turned her attention to Dave – or more precisely, Dave’s cock. It was a good size, but the thing she noticed was the big angry red bulbous head. Nice cock she said. That head looks enormous.

Well, I’ve had no complaints, he said. Women like a nice big head filling up their pussies, I have found. But unfortunately not many women want a big head like that stretching their arse.
Yes, said PVC, as Dave rubbed the applied the shine spray all over the playsuit, giving the dull black fabric a gorgeous sheen. Then he stood back to admire his work, absentmindedly stroking his cock back and forward.

I wouldn’t want that monster in my bum, said PVC, but I would love it in my pussy, and the sooner the better. But I think it would be a pity to fuck me with my playsuit on, you might rip the lips open – not mine, but the suit’s. So how about we take it off again, and then fuck?

Soon the merchandise was gathered up in the bag again, and PVC was bent over the arm of the sofa and Dave was ploughing in and out of her pussy doggie-style.

PVC was in heaven. Her pussy was so juicy that the giant cock head slid in and out with no problem. Dave kept telling her how tight and wet and beautiful and sexy she was. And even after she had cum, her spasming pussy gripping Dave’s cock in delight, Dave kept pounding in and out of her.

Finally Dave reached his climax, flooding her pussy with his cum. She was just cumming for a second time herself when it happened. Dave collapsed on top of her and they lay exhausted by their delightful dalliance.

Their reverie was disturbed when a speaker on the wall squawked. Dave, it is Tom here, said a voice. There’s a DVD customer on his way up. And sure enough, a few seconds later a man appeared in the room. It wasn’t one of the customers from before, it must have been a new customer. He was in his 20s and blond and said his name was Hans. He took in the naked couple but seemed unperturbed. Let’s go up a floor, said Dave.

So they left Hans to his DVD viewing and headed to the top floor. When they got there PVC was stunned to see a leather harness hanging by a chain from the middle of the ceiling. We tried to get a Bangkok basket, a hanging cane chair with a hole in the bottom, said Dave. But this was the best we could find. We sell them online and in the store, but packaged up, so this gives customers a chance to see how they work.

You’d better explain it to me, said PVC. Well, the woman gets in the harness, said Dave. Or the guy – sometimes gay clubs buy them. So the woman is hanging weightless in the air with all her orifices available. Would you like me to demonstrate it with the Sqweel and wand for you?

Well, we could start with them, PVC said with a glint in her eye. Dave helped her into the harness, placing the torso straps under her shoulders and hips and then positioning each leg on smaller, higher straps in the appropriate positions. Soon she was lying on her back with her legs spread and her head hanging down. First Dave plugged in the wand, and then held it against her pussy. It vibrated and buzzed and hummed and wobbled as he put it through its various settings. Very soon PVC was cumming uncontrollably.

Enough, she cried. I’m glad I bought that wand -- that is going to be a lot of fun. OK, said Dave, now try this. He carefully slid a finger into her pussy and gathered some of her copious juices on his finger, now mixed with his cum, then lovingly spread them over her engorged clit. Then he started the Sqweel, gradually holding it more firmly against her, then relaxing or moving it slightly when she indicated the pleasure was too intense. Soon she was seeing fireworks again as she spasmed in the harness, completely supported and weightless. Phew.

So that’s how the harness works, said Dave. Well, PVC smiled, it is really made just for using toys, though, is it? Well, no, said Dave. It’s a fucking harness. Ideally, it’s a gang bang harness. Well, I’m up for that, said PVC.

Dave went across to the two-way box and pressed the call button and asked: Is there someone there in the shop?
Gary replied. Yes Dave, what is it? Are you busy, Dave asked. Dead quiet down here, said Gary. OK, Tell Tom we need him on the third floor. And tell him to gather up the guy from the DVD lounge and bring him with him.

Soon Tom and Hans arrived. PVC was hanging naked in the harness. Dave was still naked from fucking in the DVD lounge. Tom had obviously seen the harness before, and Hans had shown himself to be pretty unshockable.

What’s up, asked Tom. Well, PVC is up in the harness, as you can see. And she would like us up in her. Three holes, three guys, seems an easy enough problem to me.

Hang on, said PVC. I’m not having Dave’s monster up my arse, so get that idea out of your minds for a start. Well, said Dave, let’s get the other guys undressed anyway.

Hans had a nice cock and was very hard; he had obviously been wanking in the DVD lounge. Tom’s cock was long and thin and getting harder by the minute.

OK, how does this sound, Dave asked PVC. I’ll fuck your mouth; Hans will fuck your pussy; and when Tom gets hard he will lube up your arse and fuck you there. I’m not sure about the anal, said PVC, but I guess we might as well use the harness to its full potential.

That’s the girl, said Dave, adjusting the height of the harness before shoving his hardening cock into her mouth. The way her head was hanging made it easy for him to throat-fuck her – or it would have, but his knob was so big it would have choked her.
PVC felt Hans’ cock slide into her pussy. He was a vigorous fucker, and the way the harness swung back and forward as the man at either end of her took turns thrusting added to her pleasure.

She heard Tom announce that he was now hard and hot to trot. But before he could get a clear run at her arse she felt Hans explode. No wonder he had been such a vigorous fucker, he had been on the verge of cumming when he was summoned to the top floor.

She had the presence of mind to tell Tom to take her now-empty cunt and leave her arse for another day. Tom was happy enough, and soon it was Tom and Dave pushing the harness – and PVC – back and forward.

The guys came about the same time, withdrawing from her cunt and mouth and leaving trails of man cum and girl cum and spit leaking from various parts of her body. She was fucked, well and truly fucked, but enjoyably so. Very.

After they all had come down to earth the guys started to dress. I really need to clean up before I dress, said PVC. I look like the little cumslut that I really am.

There’s a staff washroom and toilet downstairs, said Dave. Why don’t you come down as you are and clean up there before getting dressed again? We’ll package up your purchases and take your skirt, top and bra with us.

I don’t want to scare the horses – the customers, I mean, said PVC.

Don’t worry, said Dave, you saw it before, we aren’t exactly run off our feet yet. Things will get busier once more people know we are here. Besides, I thought you liked to take a risk and be naughty.

As they descended, with PVC leading the way wearing just her garter belt and stockings and a coating of dried cum, she glanced at the couch in the DVD lounge where she had had such a nice fuck to start proceedings. To her surprise she saw that there was a group sex DVD playing.

And on the sofa a naked women was having her hairy cunt eaten by another women who was getting fucked from behind by a guy who looked up sheepishly at them trooping past, then got stuck back into the job at hand. The women didn’t even acknowledge them.

In the sales room, there were now six male customers. But they seemed to be mainly lookers rather than buyers, so Gary had them well under control.

Well, thought PVC, if they want to be lookers, let them look. She moved over towards one of the corners, spread her legs and bent over and touched the floor, knowing that would give maximum exposure to her sexed-up cunt and arse.

She reached around and played with both holes, encouraged by the oohs and aahs she could hear coming from the men behind her. She spread her pussy lips, feeling cum from inside run down and coat the fingers she was using to hold them apart.
Then she stood up and looked the men over. Three of the six had their cocks out and were stroking as they took in the unexpected live show. Here, darling, said one particularly bold customer. Come and suck on this.

PVC was happy to give them something to fantasise about, but she wasn’t some whore. So she smiled at the guy and shook her head. Besides, none of the guys was as good-looking as the three guys she had just fucked upstairs.

Dave showed her through to the staff room and handed her the clothes she had worn into the shop. That seemed like ages ago, but she hadn’t been there that long. She had just fitted a lot of action into a short amount of time.

She sat on the loo and had a quick wee and let some of the remaining cum drip out of her. After all, Dave and Tom and Hans had all blasted up there, as well as Dave cumming a second time in her mouth.

Next thing Dave stuck his head around the door. Sorry to interrupt, he said, but Gary wants to know if you would fuck him in here while we look after the shop, since he missed out. And we will package up your purchases while you are at it.
We have worked out how you can get it all without having to pay any more than the value of the voucher. In fact, we think we know a way we can give you all the gear and let you have the voucher back as well.

There’s one condition though: you have to bring it back next week when the three of us are here to spend it. We’re sure we will be able to find another 100 pounds worth of things for you. And we can introduce you to the back room, which we didn’t even get to today. But it’s up to you.

That all sounded very attractive to PVC. And Gary looked pretty dishy. She had forgotten how many times she had cum tonight, but if Gary made her cum as well, would that be so bad? Her pussy was swollen from being used and abused, but sometimes the best thing for a swollen pussy was – another cock!

Give me a couple of minutes to clean up then send Gary in, she said. We can talk business later. This will just be for pleasure.
What a great story she would have to tell “Santa” when she got home.

Her husband loved to hear of her exploits, especially when she made the story last longer by taking frequent breaks to suck and fuck him. And she would be able to model the playsuit for him, and get him to use the wand and Sqweel on her, as well as his cock and tongue.

The long cold winter nights were going to be absolutely fabulous this year!

Part 2

PVC Wife had never know anything like it. Her cunt was on fire and seeping non-stop. At first she though she must have some strange exotic disease, some infection, but then she realised it was just a severe case of coitus interruptus.

Her cunt was telling her: I want more cock, and I want it now.
Well, in a week it would get it, of that she was sure. But in the meantime she just had to wait. And jump on her husband every chance she got. And tickle the pussycat. And make sure she had plenty of heavy-duty pads to soak up her never-ending cunt juices, which unfortunately meant she had to wear panties most of the time.

Finally the week was up and she headed back to the Lovehoney shop. Once again Dave, Tom and Gary were behind the counter, and there was even a fourth man serving. But at least there seemed to be enough customers to keep them busy this time.

Even so, Dave came out from behind the counter to give her a warm hug and patted her bum as he kissed her on the lips. Are we ever glad to see you! Our cocks have been so hard for so long now, ever since last week.

Well, you might say I have been excited at the prospect of returning, said PVC wife. You have no idea how excited. My cunt has been running like a broken faucet all week.

I’ll take that as a compliment, said Dave. You must have been pretty satisfied by how we treated you if the prospect of a repeat performance has kept you that hot. Well, there’s a bit more to it than that, she said. I’ll explain after we get the pleasantries out of the way.

At least I’m glad to see you are busier this week. Yes, said Dave, business has been picking up as people have found out we are open, and some people were away over Christmas but are back at work now. He leaned over and whispered in her ear: And we gave a wink and a nod to a few friends, and they are here just because they knew you were coming tonight.

Come and meet Tom and Gary again, they have been talking about you non-stop for the whole week, and I’ll introduce you to Michael. He is a permanent member of staff, but was away at training last week.

So PVC said hello again to Tom and Gary, and was happy to make Michael’s acquaintance. He looked heavily muscle-bound, and PVC wife got the impression he worked out a lot. All the better to fuck you dear, she thought to herself.

Dave snapped her out of it, and just as well too. She could feel that her clit was tingling and her lips were swelling and her juices were flowing, and she didn’t have any panties or liners to protect her tonight.

What did you mean when you said it wasn’t just memories of last week that had kept you horny, Dave asked. Well, said PVC wife, when we were finishing you mentioned the back room, which we didn’t get to, and that has had me intrigued.

Well, said Dave, let’s start in there. I’ll get Michael to come with me, since he is the least productive member of the team yet, and we will escort you in, leaving Gary and Tom to handle the load out here. Yes, said PVC wife, always one for a clever pun, maybe I will handle your load in there. That’s the idea, said Dave.

He called Michael across and together the three of them opened the door and entered the fabled back room. PVC wife was surprised to see how big it was – and that there were already quite a few people in there, including two women.

One woman was standing in the middle of the room. Her hands had been cuffed and the cuffs were attached to a chain and pulley which lifted them high above her head. She was blindfolded and wearing nothing except a rubber catsuit with the crotch and breasts cut out. Around her hung a sign: Please, play with my tits. Fuck my cunt. Fuck my arse. Lower me and fuck my mouth. But please, use a condom. And lube my arse first.

PVC saw that the woman was attended by two men, one of whom was fucking her arse with the other licking her cunt. Oh, I’d like a go on there after her, she said. Well, there are a few guys waiting to lower her and fuck her face, but after that I’m sure you would be welcome, Dave said.

PVC wife eventually dragged her gaze away from the hanging woman and took in the rest of the room. She realised there were glory holes down one side. Guys had walked in behind the wall and shoved their hard cocks through the padded holes and the woman was sucking them, switching between cocks as one man came and withdrew and another moved into position.

Next to the wall was a tub of condoms. She looked at Dave quizzically. What is the point of sucking with a condom on? Well, said Dave, you will notice that the holes are at different levels. You can suck the cocks or you can fuck the cocks, with a condom. This is Mary, she is here quite often. Mary loves to suck cock, big cock, little cock, black cock, white cock, even yellow cock, she can never get enough, or enough variety. But after a while if her mouth needs a rest, or she is particularly turned on, she will back up to the wall and fuck the cocks instead.

Dave took her across to meet Mary. She tried to exchange pleasantries with her but all Mary could manage was a “hmmmph” since her mouth was full with a particularly large prick at the time. I’d love to do that, too, when Mary is finished, she told Dave.

That’s the great thing about the glory holes, Dave said. There can be as many girls as there are holes. We always have plenty of cocks. Why not start now and play on the holes until you can have a turn on the pulley? Good, she said, I have my own glory hole I want played with.

Dave suggested they get Michael to strip her and put her clothes behind the counter. After all, he had not seen her charms the previous week. So PVC wife stood in her “demure” pose as people fucked and sucked all around and Michael removed her blouse then her bra, freeing her lovely breasts. Do you mind, he asked, as he leaned his head in to her and sucked on one nipple then another. The attention to her breasts sent a lightning bolt straight to PVC wife’s hot cunt.

Whoa tiger, she said, that is lovely, but we had better get my skirt off before we ruin it with girl cum stains. Michael quickly removed the skirt, standing back to revel in the beauty of PVC wife’s bare cunt and suspender belt and stockings. Oh I love it, he said. What a scrumptious pussy. I bet that’s as tasty as all fuck. And I just love the garter belt. I think proper stockings show that a woman respects her own body and wants a man to do the same.

PVC wife liked what she was hearing. Well, she said, I have never liked pantyhose. I think the only thing they were designed for is to frustrate finger-fucking fun. And I have always liked to have a bare cunt anyway, to flash it whenever I can. I have made many an old man’s day by “accidentally” crossing my legs and letting him see up them. And ruined many an old man’s underpants, too, I might add.

You’re in danger of ruining mine, said Michael, I think I had better get behind the glory hole wall without delay. Of course the whole idea of glory holes is anonymous sex. But if you happened to be on the end of my cock I won’t complain.

As Michael moved behind the wall she saw Dave speak briefly to him. I told him to go to the furthest fuck hole, not one of the suck holes, he said. I figured you’d be ready for something in that cunt. Was she ever!

PVC wife stood naked, unable to help herself frigging her clit, and watched as a cock with a noticeable bend in it poked out of one of the lower holes. She grabbed one of the condoms and quickly rolled it down the “banana” cock, then lowered her steaming cunt on to it as well.

The shape of Michael’s cock might have looked odd, but it sure touched all the right places. She was lost in the bliss of the moment, but stopped to wink at Dave. As she did so she noticed for the first time that all the guys in the room had stopped what they were doing to watch her.

The girl in the catsuit was unattended. Mary had no cocks to suck so was taking a breather, rolling her jaw around to give her some relief after all the work it had been doing.

Dave went and spoke to the pulley girl, who nodded, then he removed the blindfold and started lowering her closer to the ground. This took some of the strain off her arms and put her head at the right height for Dave, who freed his big-helmeted cock and drove it into her mouth.

By twisting around Dave was able to fuck her face while watching PVC wife backing up on Michael. The pulley girl was also watching the performance at the glory holes, and PVC wife noticed she had started frigging herself as she sucked Dave and watched the wall.

Then PVC wife felt a loud exclamation from behind the wall and she felt the condom ballooning in her cunt as Michael filled it.
What a load. He must have been saving that for weeks!

She carefully eased herself off the wall and removed the condom from Michael’s still-hard cock. She sucked it clean but knew she wanted more than that. She had been fuck-hungry all week and she was still fuck-hungry. How was that, Dave called, as he prepared to blow into the pulley girl. That was great for starters, she said, it’s just a pity there are no more cocks poking through.

There was a mad scurry as guys headed behind the wall and soon there were six cocks poking through suck holes and four through fuck holes. Wow, Mary said, I’ve never seen it this busy. And I bet they won’t last long after watching your performance from our side. How about I start from the suck end and you start from the fuck end and we’ll work our way down?

Mary was right. Lots of cock but not a lot of time, because they had all been on the brink thanks to PVC wife. During one less memorable fuck PVC looked across and noticed Dave cumming in the pulley girl’s mouth. The girl looked at Dave, opened her mouth to show all the cum, closed it and swallowed. Then she opened again to show a clean mouth, and winked at Dave.

I think you should undo me, she said. I think my work here is done! And between her, Mary and PVC wife there may have been a dry eye in the house, but not a loaded cock.

Dave walked over to PVC wife, who was just removing the condom from the last prick and sucking it clean. Mary had taken care of her share quick smart too.

Well, said Dave, that’s the back room in a nutshell. Do you want to go and look at some toys and lingerie to see how you are going to spend that voucher that you didn’t end up spending last time?

Hold your horses handsome, she told Dave. I may have – may have, who knows – fucked Michael, but he’s young and fit, I think we could probably go again first, if he is up to it. Why doesn’t Michael take me up to the DVD lounge and we’ll put on a live show for anyone who wants to watch. Wanking to a live show has to be better than wanking to a DVD.

Well, said Dave, reverting to his salesman’s job for a minute, of course we have some great DVDs on sale here don’t forget, but I think that is a great idea, as long as Michael is OK with it.
Michael had been standing behind a lot of the customers but now moved to the front, all rippling muscles and banana cock. PVC wife winked at him. Yes, I thought so, she said. I seem to remember having met that cock before – intimately, you might say.

So Dave, Michael and PVC wife led a happy throng up one floor to the DVD lounge. Some of the crowd were from the back room; some were from the sales room that they picked up as they came out of one door and went back through another. And there were a couple of guys already in the DVD lounge wanking. They looked up in surprise, with guilty looks on their faces.

Sorry guys, said Dave, but the DVD is going off for a while. Michael and DVD wife are going to put on a live show instead. And if I know anything about anything, I’m guessing the DVD won’t be the only thing going off.

You can keep on wanking. We all will be. Just make sure you shoot into a Wet Wipe or something, not all over each other. I think it will be a bit crowded in here, especially once we clear the sofa for the performers.

Soon the area around the sofa was clear, with the watchers around the edges of the room, sometimes several deep. You have a lovely cock, PVC wife told Michael. You were the only one who made me cum downstairs. Now I want you to make me cum again, then I want you to fuck my arse and rub my clit and make me cum again. Reckon you can last that long?

Well, you are one hot bitch, he said, so that will be a fair ask. But I have cum already so that will help. Having an audience might slow me up to, I’m not used to that.

Oh, I love an audience, said PVC wife. That is exactly what gets me going and makes it more likely I’ll cum. And I like your physique, muscles on muscles. Don’t be afraid to throw me about, I’m not easily broken.

Michael started to lie PVC wife down on the couch ready to fuck her in the missionary position. Missionary is a bit boring, she said, especially when there’s an audience. You lie down and I will ride you, everyone will see more that way. See more of her, she meant. But as well as being an exhibitionist she knew it was her the guys wanted to see. She rode Michael for a while facing him, with him reaching up to play with her lovely breasts. Then she stood, turned 180 degrees and settled back down on his cock.

That’s lovely, she said. My cunt likes your special cock even more that way. But my nipples are sorely neglected. Anyone want to help out? Soon she had hands all over her, kneading her boobs, caressing her arse cheeks, with fingers sliding between them to penetrate her hole.

That’s it boys, she said, plunder my arse with your fingers. Just make sure you spit on them first so they are nice and lubed up. Michael is going to make me cum in a minute, then he is going to switch from my cunt to my bum and fuck me right up my rectum.

PVC wife heard a couple of guys grunt and moan, and she knew her lewd talk had taken them over the edge. Knowing that she was making guys cum almost made her cum as well.
I’ll tell you what, she said to Michael, are those muscles for real or just for show?

Well, I do work out a lot.

OK why not lift me up, with a leg over each of your arms, and bang me hard against the wall, fuck my cunt that way, I am almost there, that would do the trick.

Michael did as she suggested, with ease, as if she hardly weighed anything at all, and carried her to the wall where the watching pervs had quickly vacated to make a space.

Oh yes, fuck me fuck me fuck me, she panted. Take this you cunt, Michael said, not even raising a sweat even though he was doing all the fucking as well as holding her weight. I want you to remember this night. I want you to remember this fuck. I want you to remember this orgasm.

PVC wife started keening like a bereaved widow at an Irish wake. But her noise was a product of happiness and not sadness. She was so happy, so fulfilled, that she had lost control. She had been pleasured before, but never like this. The bendy cock. The crowd. The muscles holding her so easily in the unusual position. She started cumming. And cumming. And cumming. Erupting like Vesuvius. Around her the watchers were doing the same, those who hadn’t already done so. Still PVC wife kept on cumming. She had had plenty of multiple orgasms but this was one long, continuous, unstopping, incredible orgasm. She slumped in Michael’s arms, on the verge of passing out, but still he kept slamming his banana into her cunt.
Her swollen cunt. Her mashed cunt. Her sloppy cunt.

She was just aware enough to vaguely notice Michael starting to miss a beat or two. Next thing he leaned over, still holding her up against the wall, and said in her ear, sorry darling, I know I promised -- and then the dam burst.

PVC wife’s cunt was flooded with Michael’s baby batter. He kept pumping it into her swollen, flooded pussy and she realised the condom-filling antics downstairs had been no fluke. That’s just how Michael was built. He obviously wasn’t taking steroids, they could shrink a man’s balls. Michael had big balls and they were full of tadpoles, and they replenished super-fast after a cum.

As Michael kissed her it slowly dawned on PVC wife that the condoms so necessary downstairs hadn’t been a consideration up here. The cum leaking down her leg confirmed it. And she remembered back to the previous week, when condoms hadn’t been used either. Well, fair enough. Staff should be safe enough. She knew she was safe enough. Last time the guy from the DVD lounge had joined in. But it wasn’t open slather like it had been downstairs today. And besides, fucking a whole wall of glory hole cocks left your cunt sloppy enough without loads of cum in it as well.

Michael and PVC wife sat on the sofa to recover, although she seemed to be the only one who needed to get her breath back. Oh well, she said, no arse fuck again today. I had been hoping to revisit the harness as well for a gang bang.
But I’m buggered.

Michael smiled. Not buggered perhaps, but well and truly fucked, he grinned, running a gentle hand over PVC wife’s cunt. Now let’s go back down to the shop and we can get your clothes and help you decide how you are going to spend that voucher.

Decisions, decisions, smiled PVC wife. But I am decided about a couple of things. I am definitely coming back to try out being the pulley girl. I am definitely coming back to work the glory hole wall. And I am definitely coming back for a harness gang bang.

And I want all three holes plundered this time.

And we have decided you are our favourite girl, Michael said. You will always be welcome. And if you let us know when to expect you we will make sure there are plenty of cocks waiting for you We might even get you and Mary to do a lesbian cunt-licking or dildo play session for the guys. Or maybe demonstrate our strap-ons to help sales of those along.

I’m not a lesbian, PVC wife said. But I suppose if I am in the pulley or the harness I’m at everyone’s mercy, whether it is a guy or another girl. She winked at Michel, who noticed that she was starting to stroke his cock, and what’s more it was responding. Don’t start what you can’t finish, he warned her.

Oh I’d love to finish it, she said. But I suppose I really should be going. I have so much to tell my husband tonight!

G xxx

(pvcwife is such an inspiration. I am forever in her debt.)

PVC Wife says she would like me to take her to the pub one night for some special fun and on a roadtrip another time. She gave me a few ideas and I filled out the fantasy into this.

PART 1: PVC at the pub

After she finished work PVC Wife headed off to a pub where she had arranged to meet an Australian guy who had been emailing her sexy stories. She had been telling him sexy experiences to help him write the stories, and sending him racy pictures as well.

He had only two requests: wear your shortest skirt, and wear no knickers. But he needn't have bothered; PVC often went without knickers anyway, hoping someone would catch a glimpse of her beautiful pussy.

When she walked into the bar everyone stopped and stared; not just because of her short skirt but also because she was by far the prettiest girl there. In fact, she was one of the few girls; the bar staff were all men and most of the customers were as well.

The Aussie recognised her of course. He had seen pictures -- intimate pictures. He greeted her with quite a passionate a kiss. Hello PVC my beautiful, he said as he steered her towards a tall bench table with four stools. He asked what she'd like to drink and went to get the round. PVC knew he would be buying drinks all night. He was that sort of guy.

She realised that she couldn’t sit on a stool; her cunt would be on full display. Her cunt which was getting wetter by the minute as she appreciated the way she was exposed, and the way this man had asserted himself over her. Soon he returned with the drinks and sat on a stool, but she knew she must remain standing.

He told her how beautiful she was; and she knew it was a line, but she also knew there was more than an element of truth in it. PVC was beautiful, in the best years of her life, at her sexual peak, with her dazzling smile, beautiful strikingly coloured hair and fit body with her petite breasts.

She had seen the way men looked at her, like the men in the bar were looking at her now. She chatted for a while and then felt the Aussie slip his fingers under her skirt and run his hand up the inside of her thigh. Was he just checking that she didn’t have knickers? Or was there more to it than that?

She soon knew. His fingers were mashing into her pussy, searching for her clit. She looked across at the publican and felt sure he was watching. She mentioned that to the Aussie but he shrugged it off. It's fairly dark over here, he doesn't know what I'm doing, he said. He just keeps looking at you because you are so beautiful. And that excited her anyway.

And the Aussie's fingers were insistent and soon he had a finger up her. And PVC was standing here in the bar with a virtual stranger's finger up her cunt. What would her parents say? What would the girls from work say?

And she opened her mouth to say, maybe this isn't such a good idea, but before PVC could say anything the Aussie was kissing her, deep tongue kissing her, and then his finger was out of her cunt but coated in her juices which he applied liberally to her clit and rubbed it. And the sexy situation with her short skirt and pussy on display; and the Aussie rubbing and fingering PVC; and kissing you and fondling her tits; got too much. She just had to cum -- and soon.

She reached for the erection in the Aussie's jeans but he said no, I have a better idea. Where is the ladies’ loo? So PVC took him through the back corridors and into the ladies, which was empty. She picked a stall and locked the door and immediately her mouth was around his cock as he continued to finger her. It took no time for him to be fully hard and he sat on the pedestal and she mounted his dick, one leg either side of him, no knickers to pull aside. She exhaled a moan of pleasure and relief as his cock slowly slid into her. She had never been so ready for this.

But before they could start fucking in earnest she heard the ladies' door open and someone went into another stall. PVC and the Aussie looked at each other and started to giggle. Here she was sitting on his beautiful cock and someone was going to use the loo.

Then she heard the woman start to pee. She was suppressing her laughter but her belly-laughs meant her abdomen was heaving up and down, which just meant her cunt was riding up and down on his cock. So his cock was not fucking her cunt, but she could not stop her cunt fucking his cock as she fought to stifle her giggles.

And what had this woman been drinking? On and on she went, letting loose a torrent of piss. Beer, and lots of it, PVC supposed. Finally the waterfall ceased, and she heard her wipe and flush. And then, after laughing together as PVC sat astride the Aussie, they got back to fucking. The interruption had slowed him a little, it would probably delay his cumming, but her giggling twat had kept him hard throughout.

Just as they were getting right back into it they heard the door open again, but this time it was the tramp of men's boots, not the click-clack of a woman's shoes. They halted and went silent; then there was a bashing on their stall door. OK you two, said the publican. Out of there, it's almost closing time and I have to clean up in here.

The Aussie shook his head quizzically as they both adjusted their clothing, which for PVC just meant pulling her micro-mini down to cover her cunt. Then the Aussie opened the door and walked out first.

How did you know we were in here, he asked. Well, the publican said, I was watching you finger her in the bar, you randy bastard, and I reckoned the little bitch would have been red hot for a fuck, and you both disappeared together, and this was the most likely place. Now go on, find somewhere else and let me get my work done.

So PVC and the Aussie walked back into the bar. All the patrons and staff had gone except for three men -- a barman and two young customers. It was a bit light there to keep going, though they were both desperate to keep fucking, so the Aussie led PVC into the empty back bar, where the pool table was. This will do, PVC, he said, and she readily nodded her head. Fuck me, keep fucking me, keep fucking me good, she said. And he leant PVC against the pool table and hooked one leg up and he was into her. And fuck it was good. He was a skilful fucker, with a lovely cock, and she had been horny all night, and having the three men within earshot in the next bar just made it so much more sexy.

And it seemed this Aussie beast had no limit. He fucked her, and PVC came. He kept fucking her, and she came again. And he picked her up and lay her back on the pool table and he mounted her and kept fucking her. And she came again. She was insatiable. What a night!

Then through her orgasmic haze she heard a noise, and looked back towards the main bar. And there was the publican, his cleaning done, his cock in his hand and stroking it. Are you doing anything with that mouth, he asked. And PVC was just so sexed up that she eagerly started sucking his cock. One in her twat and one in her mouth, a schoolgirl fantasy.

Then the barman arrived and she started wanking him off in her left hand. Then one of the customers, who put his hard cock in her right hand. Then the other customer arrived, a fifth man, and said, fuck it, looks like I'll have to wait.

No mate, said the Aussie, just give us a minute. And soon the Aussie was rubbing spit and cunt juice into PVC’s arse, then lying back on the pool table and pulling her on top of him, his cock up her stuffed arse. And she wanted to squeal from the pain, but it was such a pleasurable pain, and besides she was cumming again, and delirious with pleasure. And as she lay back on the Aussie who had her arse impaled, her cunt opened up and the publican shoved his meaty cock in there. That left her mouth and two hands for the other three to choose from.

And it went on like that for hours, into the wee hours, with her five suitors cumming in her and on her, then taking a spell to get their hardness back, and mounting a new challenge in a new hand or hole. At times one was sucking on her clit as another man’s cock pounded into her. A couple of times the cock slipped out of her hole and into the sucking man’s mouth, whether by accident or not.

And through it all PVC was their fuck toy, happy to service them knowing they were servicing her and giving her the most memorable night of her life.

Eventually everyone was rooted, quite literally. The customers and barman disappeared after swearing an oath of secrecy. After all, the barman and one customer had wives to go home to. The Aussie and the publican helped PVC clean up with bar towels dipped in clean water. The Aussie even folded some paper towels and shoved them up her to serve as a sort of tampon, to stop the semen leaking out, since she had no knickers.

And as the Aussie put PVC into a cab as the sun rose he whispered in her ear: Excuse me PVC, you sexy little fucker, you beautiful doll, you wet dream, but I think I'll have to write that up as a story. That was wilder, more pleasurable, sexier than anything I could possibly have invented.


PART 2: PVC on the road

PVC and Nobby had decided to move to London. They had things to attend to over the weekend, such as organising the loading of the furniture truck, so it was Monday lunchtime before they managed to make it on to the motorway to start their journey in earnest.

Negotiating your way on to the main road was never easy, with all the elaborate interchanges and flyovers, and an excited PVC talked non-stop through that part of the trip, taxing Nobby’s concentration at times. Then when they were smooth sailing up the motorway PVC seemed to go quiet. That would be right, Nobby thought, she chatters away through the difficult parts and now, when I need a bit of conversation to keep me alert, she falls asleep.

But when he looked across he found his assumptions couldn’t have been further from the truth. Far from snoozing, PVC was up to her old tricks. The top of her dress was pulled down to expose her sexy little tits and her feet were drawn up on the seat, exposing her juicy bare pussy, which she was rubbing madly.

If you had waited until we got there I could have looked after that for you, he said, slightly miffed. Don’t worry, PVC said, there is plenty to go around, you know that, but I just thought these boys might need a little something to cheer them along their way.

She indicated the Royal Mail parcel express truck next to them in the slower lane. And sure enough, the driver was catching an eyeful of PVC as she finger-fucked herself and fondled her boobs next to them. And behind the driver, peeking out from the cabin used by the relief driver on long-haul routes, PVC could see the co-driver taking it all in as well.

Don’t go too fast, said PVC. There seems to be a convoy of four Royal Mail trucks, let’s just cruise past them slowly and give them all an eyeful. You’ll be the death of us one day, Nobby said, shaking his head. Motorways are dangerous enough without you distracting the truck drivers. But he knew PVC was a force of nature who followed her own rules, and resistance was futile. Besides, he knew there were plenty of benefits in being having a sexpot like PVC as a partner.

As they started to draw away from the last truck of the four and moved up towards the third truck, he heard the truck’s klaxon horn give three short blasts. I think we are probably expected, he smiled. And sure enough, as they neared the third truck, he could see the co-driver was already peering back towards their approaching car, with the driver joining in the perving as the car got closer.

And so they made slow progress past the four trucks. By the time they cleared them PVC had already cum twice, frigging herself to a froth, taking extra delight from knowing her antics were on such public display. After clearing the leading truck Nobby sped up a little, hoping to make up for time they had lost passing so slowly by the trucks.

But no sooner had he settled in to a more realistic speed than PVC announced all that attention to her pussy had made her want to pee, so she said to keep an eye out for a services. A little while later they came to one, so he steered the car off the motorway and towards the toilets, which adjoined the diner. Don’t park right here, PVC said. Park over there closer to where the trucks stop. I’m feeling quite turned on by truck drivers today.

So Nobby did as he was asked – as usual – and they agreed to meet in the diner for a quick bite to eat after going to the toilet. As PVC closed the door to her stall she remember all the wonderful fucks she had had in pub toilets, and the thrill of exposing herself on the road today, and contemplated rubbing another one out, but then thought of how patient Nobby had been today so did her business and headed into the food area.

They were just finishing their burger and coffee when in walked the four drivers and four co-drivers in their Royal Mail uniforms. One of the eight was soon approaching their table, obviously recognising PVC from the road. He introduced himself to Nobby as Marcus and commented, your missus sure is a hot little fucker!

Yes, you guys seemed to enjoy the show, Nobby said. Well, she’s obviously as hot as fuck, Marcus said. Do you think she would appreciate seeing some of the finer points of our rigs? Then, finally addressing PVC herself, he said: How about it sweetheart? Got time for a quick inspection? Nobby started to open his mouth but PVC silenced him with a withering stare. You heard what I said earlier about truck drivers, she said pointedly. I’ll be back in a little while, honey, and I’ll tell you all about it.

Marcus led PVC across to his truck, and lifted her up into the passenger seat. Climb over into the bed behind the seats, he said. That’s our passion pit. We young drivers try to pick routes that allow us to travel in a convoy, to eat together and to have adventures along the way. And you have shown yourself to be prime adventure material.

One of the other drivers climbed in the opposite door and was soon lying on the cabin bed with his cock pointing strong and stiff towards the cabin roof. There are eight of us, Marcus said, and not enough room to gather around and watch the action. He pulled out a small video camera and added, we get these cheap on our runs to the continent, so what we do is record it. We get you fucking all of us, then put it on a DVD which we copy for all the drivers so they can see all the action. And of course we’ll make a copy for you as well.

PVC quickly mounted the trucker and gave him a kiss. No, Marcus told PVC, look the other way, towards his feet and, more importantly, towards the camera. That way we can see your face and tits as you fuck, and the cock sliding in and out of that magnificent cunt. The co-driver will film you with the driver, and then the driver will film you with the co-driver, and so on. It’s all very civilised, he laughed.

I like to have a cock in both ends at once, said PVC. OK, there’s just about room for that, said Marcus. One down your throat, one in your cunt and one filming it all. So PVC fucked and sucked the first seven drivers while she was filmed. And PVC’s pussy got more and more sloppy each time another load of spunk was added to it. The seventh one left a particularly huge load up her – but then he had a particularly large cock. She could see why the other drivers called him Horse. Then the only one left was Marcus.

As he took up his position lying on his back in the cabin he commented, they call me the first and the last. But you can’t be the first, said PVC. I have already fucked seven truckers. But I can see that you will be the last. Ah yes, said Marcus, but I’ll be the first up your ass. That cunt is far too sloppy for me by now, especially after Horse has been up you, and I’m the leader of the gang, so I get to call the shots. So as Marcus’s co-driver looked on and filmed, PVC eased her arse down on Marcus’s cock until it was chockers up her. The co-driver commented, that looks really great, the cum is all running out of her pussy and over your cock, Marcus, as it slams in and out of her ass.

Hey, what about me, said PVC. This isn’t just about you guys, you have to look after me as well. Who is going to lick my clit and juicy twat while Marcus arse-fucks me? She soon had plenty of volunteers. And the tightness of PVC’s bum hole meant it wasn’t long before Marcus was adding a load up her arse to the seven loads leaking out of her pussy. What a thrill, thought PVC. Eight virile young truck drivers giving it to me in a sex session I wouldn’t have been able to imagine in my wildest dreams, and yet it has all been so dreamy.

As PVC lifted herself off Marcus’s now deflating cock he said to her, I couldn’t help but notice you looking at my truck’s gear knob. And it was true. Instead of the regulation knob the gear shift had a black 8-ball from a pool table, and getting cluster-fucked by several men on a pool table had always been one of PVC’s fantasies. Indeed, the fantasy had come true one night not so long ago.

I’ll tell you what would make a great closing scene for the DVD, said Marcus. We have seven scenes of you getting fucked up the cunt and in the mouth by a truck-driver. Then one scene of you getting fucked up the arse by me, with the cum flowing out of your cunt, while your clit is licked. For the last scene, how about you fuck yourself on the gear stick with the pool ball going in and out of that beautifully sloppy cunt of yours?

But it’s so big and so hard, PVC said. I bet you say that to all the boys, Marcus joked. Besides, your cunt is so stretched and so well lubricated, you’ll be fine. So as Marcus took the camera, PVC hopped in the front and lowered herself on to the gear lever. She tried it gingerly at first, but before long she was sliding up and down on it with gay abandon, spurred on by the knowledge it was a pool ball and all that implied. Then the co-driver jumped in the driver’s seat and depressed the clutch, loosening the gears, and PVC was pushing and pulling the lever into different positions as if she was changing gears on the motorway – and all with her cunt.

Eventually Marcus declared he had enough film and PVC stopped. She could feel her pussy was bruised from the serial fucking but most of all from manipulating the gear stick with her twat. What an experience. One of the drivers gave her a spare Royal Mail shirt to wipe her dripping cunt with, and to clean up her spunk-streaked legs. Then the drivers told her to wait by the truck and they would send Nobby out.

The drivers disappeared to eat their meal and Nobby was soon out, obviously keen to continue the journey – and to hear about PVC’s adventure. They got in the car and he said, tell me about it as we drive. Fuck that, said PVC, I’ve just been fucked by eight men and a pool ball, but we aren’t going anywhere until you suck my clit and make me cum. Then I’ll tell you the story. You can be such a bitch, he said with a smile. So as it got dark on the services forecourt, PVC lay back in the passenger’s seat and Nobby buried his head between her legs and soon she was grabbing his hair and screaming her delight.

As they resumed their journey, PVC commented, what a great trip, and we haven’t even got half way there yet. Time you behaved, said Nobby, or we never will get there!

G xxxx

Thanks to guy for reminding me about this post. All based on actual events. Lilg has forgotten about the beach.

am wanking my cock for her

I'm jumping right to the front of the queue lol

Who is in the queue?

Stockings as well star catcher?