Mick and Katya - Filthy Fuckery

Mick and Katya's story (written by Mick)

I asked you to dress as slutty as you could and you have.

A white, shiny-satin boob top and miniskirt in a shiny-blue fabric.

Lounging on the couch when you walk in I can see the shiny-white flash of your thong, the skirt is so short. The top moulded tight across your tits, nipples poking through displaying large teat rings.

I'm wearing my stretch denim jean-shorts, cut off at mid-thigh and under them my tiny nylon briefs, crusty and stinking with old piss and cum - never washed and often used to wipe Katya's jizz-spewing cunt after wild nights out. My shorts are stretch and tight, showing off my great ass and a bulging crotch. On both thighs and on the crotch area itself there are dried, silvery, snails trails of jizz, souvenirs of well-fucked cunts that have been wiped there after a heavy nights fucking. On top I wear my once-white spandex vest, piss and cum-stained and like you, a black leather jacket.

I take you to the sleaziest bar in town, our favorite haunt. A Victorian building still keeping its old Victorian style with ancient décor. It's a club/bar run by a middle-aged couple of satan-worhippers, heavily into sex, drugs and whatever...

I keep you in a corner and feel you up / grope you through your slutty clothes, put my hand inside your knickers and finger your cunt. It's hot and already very slimy. You are panting, loving the stares we are getting from the other swingers in the dingy place, all of them there to work out their dirtiest desires. For us, of course, I want more than that tonight...

I ply you with double rum and cokes, myself with beer and whisky chasers until we are nicely a little drunk (on the alcohol and lust).

I'd encourage other drunken guys to come and fondle/grope you, (I'd pick the nastiest, filthiest guys to do this - straight and bi). Some of them bring their women who stand in front of your face with their cunts out, wanting you to pleasure them. And, of course, you are ready and willing to do that. You use your tongue to search and scoop out the nasty slop seeping out of them and then (so as not to waste that beautiful, stinking elixir), you spit it out onto your tits and bare belly.

I take you into the dingy, stinking, men's toilets where there is a chest-high communal urinal, made of stone and fitted a hundred years ago It is filthy and stinking of a hundred years of piss. Thee trough is blocked by cigarette butts and half-full of stinking, dark-yellow piss and used condoms. More condoms litter the floor...

I make you stand with your arse pressed into the urinal, leaning back, the fingers of your right hand lift the tiny skirt a fraction which is all that is needed to expose the juiced-up, soaked white thong...

When men come in, I give them the choice of pissing on a cold wall or pissing on your hot, fit and sexy-dressed slut's body. Your knees tremble with anticipation...

Most go for the 'hot' and you end up, after a while, on the floor, in front of the urinal, your face almost into that stinking trough, your body is filthy and your clothes are soaked (you filthy-disgusting bitch) and your shiny-blue top and miniskirt are splashed with piss and your whole body is marked with the nasty bits from the floor -- the piss, the spit, the boot-dirt and the cum -- because many of these men have wanked off and spurted off over you - the filthiest piss and cum slut of their dreams... Some have fucked your arsehole and their slime is sliding down your thighs...

I take you into a cubicle, sit you down, unbuckle my jeans and let you smell and lick at my cock, pulling it out of my piss and cum-encrusted tiny white briefs You worship the smell, I give you a hit of poppers and you go wild, my little slut, your mouth searching, your nose inhaling the stink of cheese, old piss and cum off of me. I peel back the foreskin to reveal the full juices of my excitement of being with YOU tonight...

I give you a hit of poppers, take one myself. The hit goes DEEP into your MIND and you skin back the foreskin skin to reveal the shining, thick juice that you have conjured there by your lewd behavior tonight and the older cheese that you (wonderful you) love so much...

"Satan Himself WANTS you to take it Slut... Take my juice, wipe it around your face, get your slutty face ready to do proper Worship for Satan... Can you smell my cock, horny for you and to please our Lord Satan" Jesus is looking down on us and crying, satan is looking down, laughing at Jesus and wanking...

I give you another hit of poppers, you take my cock and wipe it around your mouth, over your face, smearing your make-up and snorting my cheese up your nose...

"Yeah, Baby, make yourself a Whore for Satan, you've got filthy piss and cum all over you, floor-filth on your body, let's take the next step...

"See this?" (I show you a huge iron key) this is the key to a church and we're gonna go there and do some serious Worship to our Lord and Master..

We get a taxi and 10 minutes later we are there...

Excited, stoned, half-drunk.

A church built around 1900, huge, with massive graveyard.

As the taxi disappears into the distance I push you through the gate into the graveyard...

As I do my hand slithers under your miniskirt, right under, and up to feel your juicing cunt through the material of the white silk thong. It's hot and I can smell the sweet stink of it rise to my face.

Slide under... up your gorgeous arse crack, pushing the fabric right in there...

You groan...

"Don't let me down, Slut," I whisper, pushing the fabric of the thong up your cunt

Don't let me down Slut...

You said you wanted to be really fucked and worship Him

Let's go DirtyFuck in the fucking jesus-house!"

I unlock the massive door at the back of the church, creak it open and we go inside...

Through the vestry, another door, then we're at the altar table. There are 2 candles burning -- the only light in the place. I push you roughly forward and you sprawl onto the altar. Your miniskirt has ridden up, exposing the open cheeks of your arse, split by the white thong strap. My fingers probe... and find... your arsehole..

'Oooh, fuckjesus, fuckjesus,' you gasp, pushing your ass back onto my hand, my finger sliding easily into your slimed-up hole.

You reach across the altar and slide the heavy brass crucifix towards me...

'Fuck my ass with him, stick this JesusFucker right up my arse and cunt.'

You reach for the poppers and take a huge hit just before I shove the crucifix up so far that the top of the cross and the fucking head of jesus disappears.

The poppers hit your brain.

You're frenzied, writhing on the altar, shoving your arse back onto the crucifix while I fuck you with it savagely. Your arms flail on the table. I pull out the crucifix, unzip my jeans, releasing my cock dripping with juice.

I hold the crucifix in one hand while wiping my filthy juices over the jesus face and down his naked body. You turn and watch me, your fingers in your cunt. Together we defile the xcrist, the clear juices from my cock and your slimy cuntjuice until the three of us are joined by strands of thick juice that glisten in the candlelight...

"Satan," I pray quietly. "Come join us in filthy sacrilege, watch us defile the fucking Lord Jesus, it's like we're fucking right on his living room prized sofa, watch us fuck for you.

Katya is lying on her back on the altar, legs dangling, miniskirt up on her hips, I shove my face in her filthy, slimy, oozing snatch, lay the crucifix on her belly and spit the vile mess right into Jesus' face, his open mouth is full of the stinking slime...

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