I sat at a coffee shop in Bronte. The salt air fresh and clean and the weather pleasantly warm. I sat waiting for my prey, the very willing prey that I had met online. I spotted them from a distance coming across from the beach. I spotted Melissa first, a luscious lady in her 40s, her blonde hair billowing in the seabreeze. Even from such a distance her tits looked magnificent. I knew from the photos they were DD. Her husband James was by her side. As they approached I took in Melissa more fully. Her magnificent tits covered by just a small and still wet floral red bikini top, spilling out. She had on a sarong, also somewhat wet which showed her bikini bottoms underneath. My mind drifted to what I had planned for those tits, before my quarry was close enough for a formal greeting.

We had not met before, but we both knew why we were meeting. I greeted Melissa with a warm hug, pressing against her, much more so than you usually do when you first meet someone, and I shook James hand firmly, adding playfully,“Thank you James for letting me use your wife.”

They sat down at my table, in the small and cramped coffee shop. The waiter came over promptly and we ordered more coffee. I saw him take more than a fleeting glance at Melissa’s partially covered tits that strained against the flimsy fabric. A group of young blokes at a nearby table also nodded and whispered among themselves as they gazed at Melissa’s chest.

The undertone of our conversation was laced with the nervous energy, the tension and adrenalin that comes with meeting a stranger or strangers the first time for casual kinky sex. Extremely kinky I might add. We made small talk and double entredres, silently revelling in knowing that others could hear our conversation. An older gentleman in the corner of the shop was riveted, his eyes never leaving Melissa’s tits, his body language suggesting he was listening intensely. As Melissa sipped her coffee, I can guarantee that every male in the shop had, or still was, checking out her tits that threatened to spill out at any instant. I simply sat there as well and stared at them, thinking about what I would do them.

I upped that ante when I blurted out, “James, my god your wife has magnificent boobs, I am looking forward to manhandling them. They look great for spanking.”

James threw back his head and laughed, while Melissa giggled and smirked mischievously. You could feel the atmosphere, a number of heads jerked towards us, a number of conversations seemed to cease for just an instant and then furtive whispers followed. After one last cup of coffee, James said, “Shall we go now, we all have work to do,”

“Yes, I have been looking forward to ruining your wife for awhile now.

As we got up and moved to the counter all eyes were on us, or more correctly most eyes were still on Melissa’s tits, the remainder had drifted to her bum. Whispers emanated from the other customers, it was possible to catch some of the snippets, “big tits”, “lucky”, “slut”, “perverts” as I paid the bill. The waiter behind the counter fumbled and bumbled around, and could maintain eye contact. He looked like he was in shock.

We didn’t have far to travel and a brisk walk ensued, Melissa poorly restrained tits bounced and flailed, attracting attention from pedestrians and wolf whistles from drivers and their passengers. Melissa was a potential traffic hazard. My cock was hard for the entire walk. When we arrived at the premises, we quickly went inside.

As we entered Melissa said, “Fuck, I need it bad, you nasty man, you’ve got me so turned on. I am so going to drain both of you.”

I wasted no time in grabbing Melissa firmly and kissing her deeply, pushing my chest against her tits and my clothed cock against her thigh so she would feel the rigidness. James had kept going into the house and emerged just as we broke off a long and passionate kiss. He emerged naked, his pole rigid. I continued in haste, as I quickly removed Melissa’s sarong, and revelled in looking at her in just her bikini.

“Fuck you are hot Melissa, every fucking man in that café was staring at you, wanting you. You made every fucking man’s cock in that café as hard as James’ and as hard as mine. Every fucking man wanted to get his hands on your tits and his dick in your cunt,” I said and added

“James sit on the edge of the couch. Melissa, bend over from the waist and suck your husband’s cock.”

Like clockwork they both followed the instruction. I reached around and groped and squeezed Melissa’s tits through the strained fabric. I dug my fingers repeatedly into the soft flesh that sagged down, only stopping at one stage to let lose my own hard cock from the constraints of my clothing.

“Fuck, this is such a flimsy bikini Melissa. It is so inappropriate that you have gone to a coffee shop wearing it and turned on so many strangers. I should slap you for wearing it. In fact I think I will. I think I will slap it right of your big dangling tits.”
Melissa made a guttural groan as she continued to gobble James’ cock. He now had his hands in her hair and was rocking upwards to fuck her mouth. I went to work on Melissa’s tits. I was relentless.

I slapped one and then the other, and then sometimes both at the same time, always varying the speed and intensity. Sometimes staccato slaps to the nipples, other times a pause and a big wind up for a single hard slap on the sides of both of them. Melissa had no idea where the next slap would land or its intensity. Melissa’s tits flailed viciously at times as the some of the slaps landed.

I kept the kinky banter up, “Fucking look at your wife tits go, when I slap them………….. Perfect fucking tits for slapping…….. Thanks James for letting me ruin your wife’s tits…………… Fuck your wife’s mouth James, fuck it hard……. Take hubby’s cum Melissa, while a stranger slaps the shit out of your tits…………….. ”

By the time James groaned and f***efully yanked Melissa’s head down hard on to his cock and came deeply in her mouth, I had long since slapped the bikini top off Melissa’s tits. Her tits were deep red in colour. I had spared no inch of them. My own hands stung from the exertion, and finally I stopped.

“Stand up and show us your tits.”

“What do you think James, a good start,” I asked rhetorically as we both gazed at Melissa.

I noted the glaze of cum around Melissa’s lips as she proudly displayed her reddened tits to us.

Melissa gazed down at her tits and said, “Fuck I need to cum, I nearly came from just having my tits spanked.”

“Mmm, I think that can be arranged, but I still want your tits to receive more attention. I will lie on the floor and Melissa you will get on my cock. James stand behind my Melissa and give her tits more of a working over. Michelle, don’t take your bikini bottoms off, just pull them to one side.”

I quickly laid on the thickly carpeted floor and Melissa voraciously mounted my turgid dick.

“Do not take your eyes from mine Melissa. I want to see you cum from the pleasure of my cock in your cunt and the pain from James spanking your already sore tits. James, it is not going to be long before I deposit a rather large load of sperm deep inside your lovely wife’s birth canal."

With that, Melissa started fucking me, moaning from the very first thrust. James showed Melissa’s tits little mercy. The room was full of the sound of spanking as flesh slapped flesh and full of the sound of moaning as both Melissa and I fucked ourselves to a rapid orgasm – a depraved crescendo of uncontrolled kink. I came first, deeply jetting sperm into Melissa’s vagina, and Melissa did her best to hold my gaze as she came, struggling to keep her head still as a result of the flat handed pummelling her beautiful big tits were taking from her husband. I felt her pussy pulse viciously against my still hard cock as she did.

James stopped as soon as Melissa came. As my cock slipped out of a panting Melissa, I surveyed her tits, they looked like they were on fire - red and engorged. James’ cock was hard again.

“Let’s give her backside a going over as well, and I have just the idea. James you fuck her from behind, and we’ll both spank the living daylights out of her asscheeks."

“Don’t worry Melissa, I won’t neglect your tits. I do think the nipples need some specific attention though.

I delved into my bag pulled out some bulldog clips, which I proudly showed to both James and Melissa, joking that paper was the second most frequent thing that such clips were used on.

“Take off your bikini bottoms now Melissa, and then put your hands on your head,” I said, before chuckling, “this won’t hurt a bit,” as I applied the clamps to each nipple.

Melissa bit her lip, whimpered, and arched her neck back as the cold steel of the bulldog clip bit deeply into the thoroughly tenderised titflesh. I wasn’t done yet though. I showed them both the lovely lead weights that I held in my other hand and the clips that were attached to them.

Melissa gasped and whimpered more furtively as James stroked her hair and face, whispering into her ear, “You can take it baby, this is what you love, you can take much more, you’ve taken much more before, I know you can do it.”

Melissa nodded as I placed the weights onto the bulldog clips. The weights were only fairly small, but still sufficient to drag Melissa’s nipples down and with them, each saggy breast.
Melissa knelt on the floor as directed and James gave her rump a few hard slaps, which sent the weights swinging, dragging Melissa’s already tormented nipples, before slipping his rehardened cock into the frothy hole.

As he fucked her, his cock glistened with my cum and Melissa’s juices. James fucked Melissa with a steady rhythm. In unison we started spanking her asscheeks. James focussed on one side, and I the other. In no time at all, Melissa’s asscheeks started to glow. She moaned and whimpered the whole time under the triple-treat of perverted stimulation –her cunt being fucked by James’ cock, her asscheeks being mercilessly spanked by two men, and her poor tits being tormented by the weighted bulldog clips. She came again from pain and pleasure, bucking uncontrollably as she did before collapsing forward. We both continued to spank Melissa, and James continued to fuck her now well-worn cunt until he came, adding another flush of cum that abruptly bubbled out as he withdrew his penis from his loving wife’s sodden snatch.

We all caught our breath for a little while and then talked a little bit. I let Melissa take the bulldog clips of her nipples. The deep grooves they had left on the soft red flesh were vivid. We both marvelled at Melissa’s resilience. Melissa at one stage went on got us all some drinks, we quickly downed them, which was a good segue into some more action.

We had Melissa kneel on the floor and suck on each of our cocks until they were rock hard again. I had just the thing to soothe her tits I joked. With my cock hard again, I had Melissa lie on the floor. I told her I was going to fuck her tits. James watched on as Melissa pushed her reddened boobs together and encased my cock. I fucked her tits, slowly and with deliberate strokes. James started jerking his cock as I got more energetic, sliding harshly forward as I built up speed and momentum.

“He’s fucking my poor tits James…….. My poor sore tits……….. This man we just met is going to cum over your wife’s tits now James…………… He’s already cum in my cunt James……………. Ohhhhhh he’s fucking my poor tits harder now……. He’s going to cum now James…… He’s going to cum on my tits….”

The commentary was spot on. I came over Melissa’s tits, spurting cum into the tunnel of titflesh that Melissa had made to accept my cock. James told his wife to rub my cum into her tits and Melissa obliged. All the while, he had been stroking his own cock back to attention. As I got off Melissa’s sticky chest he gave me a wink as we had both conjured up a surprise for Melissa, a first that would now play out. I went and fixed some more drinks, safely finding my way around a strange kitchen.
After we sipped some drinks, I delved into my bag and pulled out an inflatable dildo. I promptly inflated it in front of Melissa’s face.

“Fuck no,” said Melissa.

“Fuck yes,” said James and I in unison.

We momentarily had Melissa sit on the edge of the bed and insert the dildo herself. I said she would need to inflate it and keep inflating it more as we continued our drinks and chatter. James and I promised Melissa that we had something special in store for her. The dildo was just a warm up. We watched as Melissa slipped it into her sticky cunt. We continually commented about her used tits and cunt. Her tits were still a deep red hue. We pushed Melissa to inflate the dildo as much as she could, but slowly, we were in no rush and the longer and slower the inflation, the more her cunt would be stretched and accommodating for our needs. We decided to have some fun while Melissa continued to expand her vagina. James and I both moved over to Melissa and each inhaled a tormented and cum stained nipple, sucking furtively. It didn’t take Melissa long to start moaning and James’ fingers found their way on to Melissa’s clit. The response from Melissa body was instant. Her cunt was thoroughly stretched, each nipple was being sucked, and now her husband’s fingers danced around Melissa’s clit. She started to cum, and as she did, I snatched the bulb of the inflatable dildo and went hard at it as she was in the throes of orgasm. She slumped and collapsed against us – panting, whimpering, as she did so.

After a short period, we all went back to our drinks and finished them off. After that, James and I both sat on the edge of the couch and Melissa took turns bobbing her mouth up and down on our cocks again. The inflatable dildo remained wedged in her cunt. If Melissa kept going on our cocks we would have cum again, which would have ruined the plan that James and I had come up with.

We told Melissa to stop her sucking, lie on her back on the floor, and spread her legs in front of us. We could got a perfect view of how her cunt was distended around the inflatable invader. We told Melissa, she could finally deflate it, and remove it. We watched in awe as the dildo vacated the now gaping hole. The dildo emerged sticky and frothy and left a magnificently gaping hole. James commented that it was a lovely warm-up. We had Melissa hold her hole open for us so would admire her now modified cunt.

We helped Melissa up, and James lay on the floor, I directed Melissa to put her vacuous vagina onto her husband’s cock. Not surprisingly it went straight in. We directed Melissa to hold herself steady, so James could fuck her form underneath. He fucked her hard for some short bursts, with even shorter intermission. We had Melissa move he body and shift her weight further forward. When I was happy with the angle, I moved up behind Melissa, and slid my cock into her already occupied cunt.

“Two cocks now in your fucking big cunt,” I said

“Ohhh fuck….,” Melissa bellowed.

James added, “A little surprise for you my darling wife, I know how much you like girth in that cunt of yours.”

All Melissa could do was groan, her cunt filled by a pair of hard cocks. It took some time getting the rhythm right, but once we did we fucked her as hard as we could. I randomly spanked her still glowing red ass, while James groped her tits. She came a number of times, and we just kept fucking her, until first James and then I came. Two nearly instantaneous loads of thick spunk mingled in Melissa’s reddened gaping snatch. We had Melissa clean our cocks and as she did so, rivulets of cum ran out of her open hole, down her thighs and dripped on to the carpet.

All three of us were now spent for the evening. Time had flown. It was now late. We all showered together, We soaped Melissa ‘s red flesh and she soaped the both of us. It had been a big night. We had used Melissa, and she had enjoyed it……………..