Pubic Transit 5

Pubic Transit 5
by Ford

Rachael’s New Present

Rachael and Dave returned from a Saturday shopping trip. Rachael stood at the kitchen island as their oldest daughter came into the room to get a soda from the refrigerator.

“Shit, Mom, you got your nipples pierced,” she exclaimed as she noticed her mom’s jiggling tits inside the sheer blouse, along with a couple of blood specs. “Fuckin’ hot, Mom. Whose idea?”

“Your horny dad’s idea.” Rachael giggled as Dave moved up behind his wife and slid his hands around her chest, gently cupping her tits, accentuating the nipple bars, and her hard nipples.

The next week was not one of the more erotic trips on the bus to town as there were frequent small blizzards, some shut downs of the roads, and troubles keeping the roads plowed. However, the male molesters did enjoy Rachael and her new nipple hardware, and did provide her with a daily refill of her cum cup. The other woman rode her male partners in a more and more lurid display of obscene sex, and Rachael did run her hand through the other woman’s slit, enjoying the taste of the cum on her fingers. Dave spent each day fucking one of her holes and filling her with copious amounts of cum, and watching Rachael drain the contents of her toddler cum cup. Rachael also enjoyed her daughter watching the sexual adventures of her parents, and Rachael drinking the cum from her special cup. Rachael enjoyed explaining what she and hubby were doing and why, and why Rachael enjoyed the cum from the cup she collected on the bus.

“Rise and shine, lazy bones!” Dave exclaimed as he pulled the blanket and sheet from his naked wife, still trying to sleep at a little after eight in the morning.

“What? Why?” she groaned.

“Come on, we gotta get going. I’ve dropped the kids off at your mom’s, I’ve got the clothes we need packed, and your outfit is right on the hook on the bath door. Get your shower and get the fuck dressed, slut!” Dave directed, a laugh in his voice.

Rachael was sitting in the aisle seat, hubby to her right, as they sat heading south out of Boston, heading for Hartford, CT. Dave had her wear a mid-thigh skirt, with thigh-high hose, and a sheer, light blue blouse, this outfit sure displayed plenty of flesh and exuded sex.

Four hours later, and a few chats with males ogling her curves and her tits, with her nipple jewelry. She enjoyed the attention of the strange males, just as she did the molesters on the transit bus, especially with the encouragement of her husband.

A taxi took them from the train station to their hotel and dinner in the hotel restaurant, where Rachael enjoyed the attention of the waiter and other male staff.

“Open your blouse, hon, let the guy see your tits and nipple bars,” Dave directed as they finished their salads, awaiting their main course. Rachael quickly, and eagerly complied pulling the blouse open, and around the sides of her b-cup tits, and now hard nipples. The waiter nearly dropped the two plates, but obviously stared at her tits as he placed the entrees on the table. She closed her top, and they finished their meal, with her opening her blouse each time the waiter brought dessert, or coffee.

“I presume this is a fuck and suck weekend away for us,” Rachael commented as she once again buttoned her blouse.

“Mmm, more or less.” Dave was coy about what was to happen. They left the restaurant, but instead of heading to their room, Dave led her to the front entrance of the hotel and requested a cab. She gave him a quizzical look, but followed his direction as he wanted her to once again open her blouse, allowing the doorman a great view of her tits. The cab arrived and Dave piled into the cab first, and Rachael knew she was to give the doorman a hot leg show as she entered the cab.

Dave handed the driver a piece of paper, and off they went. A ten minute ride later and they were stopped in front of a theater. The driver opened the curbside door, Rachael stepped out allowing the black male to have a clear view of her inner thighs and shaved pussy. Dave handed him a twenty, and it was at that point she saw the sign, ART CINEMA. Dave was taking her into a porn theater.

He paid, then led her into the main theater, through the doors on the first level, not taking the stairs, where the sign noted “couples only.” As they walked in, she opened the blouse a bit more and then felt her husband’s hand pulling the back hem of her skirt up over her shapely ass.

Rachel’s cunt was oozing at the thought of being used by the variety of males in the theater, and in front of and for her husband. She sat down next to her husband, legs spread, tits out of her blouse and jiggling obscenely as she moved. She took her husband’s cock from his pants and slowly stroked it as they watched the porn movie.

Rachael noticed a tall male walking up the aisle, his eyes glued to her as he stopped at their row, and moved to the seat next to her, his cock in his hand, slowly stroking his meat. As he sat down next to her, Rachael quickly slid her hand to his erection, taking it in her small hand and continuing to stroke it.

Dave leaned over to her and whispered, “Stand, straddle his legs, and lower your wet cunt onto his hard cock, slut. I wanna watch you fuck him.”

Rachael obeyed, bouncing up and down on the hard cock till he groaned, held her waist and pumped his load deep in her cunt. As she stood and leaned forward to allow the man to leave, another male replaced him, holding her bent over the seat in front. His cock entered her in one smooth motion, then began to pump in and out of her, until he too pumped a load into her womb. Then a third, followed by a fourth, then Rachael sat back down.

“Here’s a spoon, my cum whore, put your feet on the seats in front of you, and clean out your fucking cunt, eating every drop of cum.”

It took her at least five minutes to scoop the cum out of her cunt and eat it while five or six males watched her and jerked off, cumming on her face and tits. Dave then stood pulled her head to his cock and fucked her mouth till he came and she eagerly swallowed.

Dave left her there while he went to get them a couple of sodas, which took nearly fifteen minutes, which allowed four more men to fuck her mouth and have her swallow their seed.

Dave and Rachael arrived home on Sunday, both exhausted from their exciting trip of debauchery.

“Your dad just loved the videos of you on the bus, I thought they were interesting, too. You must tell us about your trip to Hartford and the theater sometime,” her mom said, winking, as she left that evening after dropping the girls off from their overnight.

“Were you a hot slut last night at the theater, Mom?” the eldest daughter whispered as Rachel tucked her in for the night.

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Rachael’s Response

This is the textbook case of slippery slope in action! I started by letting a few strangers grope me on the bus, and now I’m taking endless loads in my mouth and pussy in public from a theater full of men. And apparently my whole family knows what a nasty slut I am. Not only do they know, but they whole-heartedly approve!

Who knows where this descent into debauchery will take me next?

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