Date: Thu, 21 May 2020 10:56:10 +0000
From: kaycollins44 <kaycollins44@protonmail.com>
Subject: Chav life part 2 bisexual adult youth

			    Chav life part Two

To make sense of this story please read part one first.

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 After drinking half of the bottle of the wine I had taken upstairs with
me, I must have passed out, coupled with the effects of the drugs, and the
exhausting sex I had indulged in.

 I looked at the clock and saw it was seven am. I must have slept through
the evening and straight through the night. I ran a bath and made myself a
coffee and grabbed my laptop.

 I was planning to go shopping with Dean in a few hours time and thought I
would look for a few ideas first. I slipped out of the denim miniskirt I
had been wearing, noticing the spunk stains on it, and the dried cum on my
stockings.

 I then pulled off the slinky red tshirt and saw the yellowing bruise of
the lovebite Dean had been kind enough to leave on my left breast. It hurt
as I explored it with my fingers, but I was mesmerised by it and pleased by
my badge of honour.

 I only realised how sore I was when I lowered my ass and pussy into the
warm bath water. Both looked red and swollen and stinged as they hit the
water. Reluctantly I washed Dean's cum from my body and then, sipping my
coffee, went online to look for sexy clothing ideas I could wear for Dean.

 I soon came across some very sexy leggings by a company called
slinkystylez. The videos looked amazing as they were so tight fitting and
shiny. I knew I would have to buy a few pairs, especially the ones designed
to show off a camel toe, and to stimulate the pussy whilst wearing them.

  I would need to measure myself to order them so slipped out of the bath
and found a measuring tape. I soon ordered the leggings and then looked for
something that would help me take Dean in my ass easier. I found myself on
a sex toy site and was amazed at the range of anal play toys they had. I
added a quite a few things to my basket and was quite thrilled being so
naughty as I clicked buy.

 I noticed time had gone by and miss perfect would soon be up. I hadn't
even put on my phone yet to see if Dean had messaged me. I went to the
kitchen and prepared breakfast for Jane and myself. As I waited I turned on
my phone, eager to see if my lover had sent me any texts.

 Just as miss perfect came into the kitchen, looking apprehensive at what
my mood would be like, My phone pinged and I was delighted to see Dean had
sent me a text. I tried to read it as Jane droned on in the background.

 "Hi Kay, Just loved yesterday I can't wait to see you again. I can't
believe it is real. It was so hot fucking like that. hope you still want to
see me Dean."

 "Mmmm" I loved that he was so keen. I sent him a reply that I couldn't
wait to see him, and that I would pick him up after dropping Jane off, and
that we would go shopping as promised.

 I went and got dressed and couldn't find anything sexy to wear for Dean. I
felt frustrated that I didn't have the sexy leggings that I had ordered as
I couldn't wait to see his reaction to them. I ended up slipping on my
jodphurs and a white tshirt, choosing to go braless.

 I was glad to drop Jane off and be able to light a cigarette and I was
soon driving into the council estate Dean lived in, My range rover looking
out of place against the dirty, rusting cars that littered the streets.

 My satnav told me that I was now parked outside Dean's home. I beeped the
horn hoping that he would come quickly and we could get out of the area
before I drew to much attention.

 Unfortunately Dean came to his front door and beckoned me in. I really
didn't want to go in there. The snob in me was not ready to meet the sister
that he shared the house with, but Dean was insistant. So nervously I
walked down his weed stricken path, and met him on his doorstep.

 My heart was beating fast as he put his arm around me and pulled me into
an embrace and kissed me. My feelings of lust were building inside me, and
I eagerly kissed him back as I was dragged into the untidy house.

 "Kay I really missed you I've been thinking about you all night. Come and
meet Staci."

 I was dragged through the messy lounge, complete with discarded pizza
boxes, and into the kitchen. From there Dean took my through a door and out
onto the patio Where Staci stood, leant against a brick built barbeque.

 She was just what I was expecting from viewing the chav porn I had
watched. She was in typical female chav at home attire, a short food
stained lycra skirt clung to her thighs. Her feet were clad in scuffed
white plimsolls and her large breasts strained against a t-shirt. Her lank
hair hung to her shoulders, but you could still see her large hooped
earings. Her face was pretty, and I felt she could make much more of
herself.

 Staci looked me up and down as if I was something she had trodden in. And
I felt so intimidated by her as she stared at me, I needed to break the
silence.

 "Hello Staci so pleased to meet you."

 "Yeah whatever. What you think your doing, coming around here after a bit
of rough, then fucking off again are you?"

 "Well I am sure Dean has filled you in Staci, We will just have to see how
things go. But I am not here to hurt Dean."

 Luckily Dean came to my rescue and dragged me to his room to give me the
weed I had asked him to get me. We entered his room to a smell of stale
sweat, and cigarette smoke. I inhaled deeply, and was instantly turned
on. I instinctively dropped to me knees in front of Dean and pulled down
his tracky bottoms as Dean lit up a spliff.

 I was disappointed that he had showered, and that his cock was not already
hard for me. I peeled back his foreskin, and took his cockhead into my
mouth, I began to suck and lick just the cockhead at first. I then began to
take more of his cock into my mouth and was rewarded by the feeling of it
growing and hardening in my mouth.

 Dean handed me the joint and I took in a little of it, conscious that I
would be driving soon. I went back to worshipping my lover's cock, pleased
that he was now fully erect. Dean gave a spurt of precum that I rolled
around my mouth, savouring the taste.

 I felt daring, and did something that I had read about, but never had the
nerve to do before. I took a finger, and gently began to probe Dean's
asshole. Dean gave a grunt of pleasure and his cock pulsed in my mouth. His
cock hardened even more and so I wetted my finger in my mouth and pushed it
into his asshole.

 Dean went up on his tiptoes and gasped in pleasure, as I slid my finger in
and out, wondering if maybe he was bisexual? I increased the pressure of my
sucking and my speed, and Dean started calling me his dirty fucking whore
and a slut. I felt a thrill at the crude words and would have made him fuck
me there and then if I wasn't still so sore.

 From the corner of my eye, I saw that Staci was taking a sneaky peek at
us. I found that sexy, and it spurred me on. My head must have been a blur
as I increased my speed. I noticed that Staci had her hand under her skirt
and was giving her pussy a good rub. That made me increase my sucking and
fingering of Dean's ass.

 "AH, you dirty fucking slag." Dean called out as he flooded my mouth with
his gorgeous cum. Some leaked out of my mouth, and on to my chin. Looking
him straight in the eye, I scooped it back into my mouth with my tongue. I
pulled my finger from his ass and stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

 "I will just wash my hands and we will be on our way." I called to Dean.

 But Staci stood in my path with her hands on her hips. "If your that keen
on my brother you don't need to wash your hands do you? Lick that finger
clean you posh bitch."

 I looked at her with defiance. I was not going to let her beat me so
easily. Staring straight back at her I raised my dirty finger to my lips
and put it into my mouth, making a point of sucking it clean as if it was a
cock in my mouth.

 Staci smiled at me as I withdrew it from my mouth and gave a nod of
respect. Then she surprised me by giving me a peck on the lips. "Thats good
enough for me." she said and skipped off.

 Soon Dean and I were in the town and I was enjoying buying him lots of new
sexy chav gear. I never realised how expensive some of those trainers
were. Dean picked out some tracksuits and plimsolls for me as well as some
more normal but sexy clothes like the ones I had worn the day before.

 I felt good in myself that I had spent nearly £3000 on Dean and
loved how decadent it felt to waste so much money. It filled me with a
sense of wellbeing, and made me feel like I was a new, contented woman.

 Time was now short and although I wanted to take Dean home and fuck his
brains out, I was still too sore. So I dropped him off with his goodies and
drove home.

 I had obligations for the next two days I couldn't get out of ,so there
was no way I could see Dean. It would be the friday before I got that
chance. The only good thing was the parcels I had ordered had arrived.

 At long last friday arrived, and I was so excited about seeing Dean and
trying something new with him. I woke and opened my sextoy parcel first I
knew I would have lots of fun with these toys. But for now I took out the
smallest of the butt plugs, and one of the bottles of lubricant. I took
them into my ensuite, and with some discomfort fitted it into my ass.

 It felt very strange to have something in my ass, but it felt so nice and
sexy as I walked around my bedroom feeling it inside me, stretching me. I
loved that I was doing this so that Dean could really enjoy fucking my
ass. I really wanted to be his ass whore.

 Soon I was sat in the kitchen with a coffee and sent Dean a text, telling
him how I was dying to see him and had some sexy leggings to show him.

 Just as I sent that text I received a text from Christina, one of the
other Moms asking if I could pick up Simon, her son as she was having car
problems. She went on to say that she thought Simon and Jane were becoming
close. I was intigued, could miss perfect really be getting interested in
boys?

 I told Jane I was going to get dressed and left the kitchen. On the way to
my room I diverted into Jane's room, and quickly grabbed her phone. Sure
enough there were plenty of sloppy messages between the two. I went to my
room to dress, thinking that Simon would no doubt be a real dullard to be
interested in Jane. And Simon? for god's sake he already sounded like a
boring city trader. I thought to myself that I may have to sabotage this
before it got serious.

 We picked Simon up on the way to the school, and they did indeed seem
overly friendly together, and I was not surprised to see I was right. He
was just as dull as I had thought he would be.

 I was glad to have dropped them off and lit up a cigarette as I drove back
home. I wouldn't be able to see Dean until later in the day as he had an
appointment with his parole officer. But I had time to kill, so I was
looking forward to trying out the next sized butt plug and those sexy
leggings.

 Dean had shown me how to roll a joint, and I sat at the same kitchen
island I had been bent over by Dean days before and rolled myself a
joint. I found some new chav porn for later and lit the joint. I took a
good hit and daringly stripped out of my clothes, and walked naked to my
bedroom.

 With the joint relaxing me, the next sized butt plug went in better than I
thought it may have done. The feel of it moving inside me as I walked to
and opened the parcel with those sexy leggings in, was amazing, and such a
turn on. I ran my hands over the sexy material of the highly shined
leggings. They felt wonderful and so sexy I couldn't wait to slide myself
into them.

 I put down the joint and put on a shiny lycra sports bra I had bought with
Dean, and I thought would look great with the leggings. From the parcel I
chose the pair of leggings that would stimulate my pussy, And give me a
camel toe.


 With building excitement I slid my feet into the leggings, and felt the
wonderful snugness of them as I pulled them up my legs. The material clung
to my legs, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling my legs through it. I
stood and made sure the crotch was correctly aligned with my pussy and then
did them up.

 "Wow" they were incredible, the crotch of the leggings parted my pussy
lips, and pressed against my clitoris. I felt the stimulation already and I
hadn't even taken a step in them yet. But my god they certainly worked I
thought, as I walked to my wardrobe to pick out some black stilletto shoes
to finish my dressing. I looked at the long mirror of the wardrobe and was
stunned at the result. Although I say it myself, the outfit made me look,
and feel the sexiest that I had ever felt and I just knew Dean would love
it.

 I relit the joint, and on shaking legs walked back to the kitchen island
to watch and read some more chav porn. As I smoked and sipped a glass of
chardonay, I looked back at the last week. I was so glad that I had shaken
myself from my old life, and was at last feeling alive. Each new day had
new, excititing opportunitys. I had a new lover, and lots of new sexual
things to explore, things that the old stuck up middle class Kay, would
have dismissed as gross, but the new Kay craved.

 I pressed play on one of the clips, it was of two chavs following a chavvy
looking girl down a street. She knew they were following her and could hear
the crude comments coming from their lips. She smiled to herself and walked
down a quiet alleyway where she lit a cigarette whilst leaning against the
wall.

 The lads followed her and invaded her personal space. She unzipped her
sexy moncler puffer jacket, and began to stroke one of the guys cocks while
continuing to smoke. The other chav was not put off, and forced his tongue
into the girls mouth as he groped her breasts.

 I was imagining myself in her place, as I explored my body with my
hands. God I felt horny, there was no way I could last the day without a
cock inside me. If it wasn't Deans cock, it would have to be one of his
mates cocks. I could always go back to Grays common and find a bunch of boy
racers or chavs, I thought.

 Heady with lust, I paused the clip, and taking my glass of wine I went for
a stroll in my large immaculate rear garden. I didn't care if one of my
posh neighbours saw me in my new sexy outfit, infact I thought what fun it
would be to fuck Dean there so they could see the kind of guys I was into
now, and how depraved I had become. I put that on a to do list in my head.

As I walked around my garden the leggings and butt plug did their job and I
was highly stimulated by them. I looked at my watch and thought that it
must be soon time for Dean to finish at the probation office. I thought I
had better change out of the leggings, as I would be having an orgasm
before I had even seen Dean.

 From the new selection of clothes I had bought with Dean, I chose a much
cheaper snug fitting pair of leggings and matching zip up top, which I kept
zipped down low enough to show part of my sports bra and cleavage. With
this outfit I felt I needed to wear a pair of chavvy trainers, but they all
looked too new. I went to the kitchen and found an old metal scouring pad,
and began to scuff the trainers. After I had rubbed on some dirt from the
garden onto them I was satisfied.

 As I waited for Dean to text me to say he was ready I watched the rest of
the clip and rolled a few joints ready for later. I was looking forward to
fucking his brains out, but nervous, as I wanted him to stay over and that
would mean introducing him to Jane.

 Finally Dean's text arrived to say he was ready, and so grabbing my keys
and a packet of cigarettes I went to my car. Just as I was pulling out of
the drive I received another text. It was from Simon's mother
Christina. She said she was stuck at the garage as her car was not fixed
yet and could I pick up Simon. "Shit" that was all I needed, when all I
wanted to do was fuck Dean. I sent a reply and said that I would pick him
up and send him home in a taxi when she got back home.

 I drove off angrily at the interruption to my plans. But as I neared the
probation office my heart gave a flutter as Dean came into view. I leapt
out of my range rover and ran over to him and put my arms around him,
pulling him close to me.

 Dean lifted me in his big strong arms and crushed his lips against
mine. Our tongues mashed together in a frenzied snog. My mind was miles
away in a lust filled fog. I was only brought back to earth when I heard a
group of scallys smoking outside the probation office shouting obscene
encouragement to Dean.

 I smiled at them and made a big play of grabbing and carressing Dean's ass
to show them how keen I was on him. If I thought I could have gotten away
with it I would have given him a blowjob there and then. But it being a
probation office there were cctv cameras everywhere.

 We broke from our kissing and climbed into the range rover hearing many
more lewd comments. I felt thrilled at being in public with Dean and was
much more secure in my decision to be with him. The only fly in the
ointment was miss perfect. But she would just have to get used to it.

 I filled Dean in on the change to my plans as I drove to the school to
pick Simon up. Jane was doing one of her dull afterschool clubs and would
make her own way home later. I felt like being extra naughty as we parked
up and I saw all the posh yummy mummys and my former friends. Instead of
hiding in my range rover I told Dean to hop out of the car, and I joined
him. He seemed surprised when I slipped my hand into his and gave it a
squeeze.

 I walked proudly with Dean towards the gates, and past the disapproving
looks from the other mothers. It felt thrilling, that they were looking at
me in clothes that were not up to their standards, not being designer
labelled. And checking out this rough looking chav that I was clearly with.

 Some clearly had distaste written on their faces as we walked past, It was
a mixture of shock and disgust. Both from how I was dressed, and the young
man I was holding hands with. Soon Simon appeared and followed us back to
the range rover. Simon looked entranced by my change of style and the rough
chav I was with.

 We returned home and Simon went into the lounge to start doing his
homework. Dean and I went straight to the kitchen, and I was pleased to see
that Dean helped himself to a can of Stella from the fridge without
asking. I lit one of the spliffs I had rolled earlier and took a drag from
it then passed it to Dean as I took a drink from his can.

 We hugged and kissed each other, and I pressed play on some of the chav
porn I had saved earlier. Being in Dean's strong arms soon had me feeling
contented and wanted. Inside I felt a flutter of excitement that soon I
would have Dean inside of me.

 Despite having an unwelcome guest in the house, I was buzzing with sexual
excitement and the spliff. I felt like a kid on chritsmas day, and I just
couldn't wait for Deano to see me in my sexy new leggings. I gave him a
quick peck on the lips and left him drinking in front of the laptop.

 I went to my bedroom and took off my trainers and the cheap tracksuit
bottoms. I noticed how damp I had made the gusset of the tracky bottoms and
went into my ensuite to give my pussy a quick freshen up. I had become
comfortable with the butt plug inside me, so much so, that I had nearly
forgotten all about it.

 I took hold of its base and gently began to pull at it. I felt resistance
and had to push as if I was using the toilet. It began to move slightly and
it started to hurt as I got to the widest part of the plug, and the
tightest part of my bowels. Finally my legs quivered with the wonderful
feeling as it popped out.

 I cleaned myself up and went back to my shiny slinkystylez leggings and
put them back on. I adjusted them so the gusset would again stimulate my
pussy and show off my camel toe. I slipped on my black strappy high heels
and did my make up to look extra tarty and then lit a normal cigarette to
finish off my look.

 I was on fire as I walked back into the kitchen, Dean was on his second
can of stella and another joint as I walked in. He turned and looked at me
and I watched amused as he tried to say something but just stood there with
his mouth open.

 Eventually he got himself together as he strode towards me. And grabbed me
by my shoulders.

 "Fucking hell Kay. I knew you was a sexy bitch when I first saw you but
you look fuckin amazing. I must be the luckiest guy alive."

 Dean held me in his strong arms and I melted into him. His hands moved
down to feel my ass through my leggings. I felt his cock, rock hard
pressing against me. I couldn't stop myself, I was so in love with Dean's
cock that I reached down and stroked him through his tracky bottoms. God it
was an impressive length and I could feel a dampness at the end.

 I would have let him take me there and then, but I had a very naughty
spiteful plan in my mind, and timing was everything. I grabbed some more
cans from the fridge and dragged Dean into the lounge.

 Dull Simon was still at the table and raised his head as we entered the
room. I saw him have a similar reaction to Dean as he saw me in my shiny
leggings. I felt a sexy very naughty feeling that I could still turn on
such a youngster.

 Dean flicked on my tv going straight to the racing channel as he had a few
bets on, and sat on the sofa where I joined him. Dean put his arms around
my shoulders as I cracked open a couple of cans of the strong lager. Dean
whispered the he hoped the "dickhead would go soon." as he wanted to give
me a good fucking.

 I looked at the clock and wondered if my plan would work, then I whispered
back to Dean. "Wouldn't you mind if you could get a posh boy like that to
suck your dick? Would it give you a thrill to get one up on him?"

 Dean looked shocked at first, but when he realised I was not winding him
up and gauged that I would not mind, he whispered in my ear . "Are you sure
Kay? is that something you want to watch or something?"

 I didn't answer him but just stroked his cock which was showing though his
tracksuit bottoms. "Look Dean, Simon keeps sneaking a look at your hard
cock." I said loudly.

 Simon looked up and protested that he wasn't. But as the seed was now
planted in his head, every now and then he did take a look as I stroked it.

 I decided to ramp it up and put my hand inside Dean's trackies and pulled
it out enough that the first three inches were exposed. Simon looked over
again and this time he was mesmerised. I expect that a posh boy like him
had never even watched any porn, and here was the real thing in front of
him.

 Dean and I noticed Simon adjust his crotch. "Look, Dean the dirty little
bastard has got a stiffy. From looking at your hard cock."

 "You dirty little fucker, looking at my cock were yer. If your so turned
on come over and give it a suck. Come on you little shit get over here."

 Simon stood up at Dean's order and walked over uncertain of what was
happening. Thinking that if he did or did not, he may get beaten up by this
chav. As Simon got closer I pulled out the rest of Dean's cock. Simon's
eyes widened and gave a tell tale sign by licking his lips.

 "Get to it boy take my cock in those poshboy lips."

 Simon looked like he was on auto pilot as he knealt submissively in front
of Dean. His head dropped down towards Dean's cock and I moved it towards
Simon's mouth.

 Dean had to tell Simon what to do with his mouth, as I watched the kinky
scene. My hand went down to stroke myself, it was a strange but sexy thing
to watch. I was glad that my instinct that Dean was bisexual was
right. Simon was really getting into it now and had taken his cock out and
was wanking himself as he sucked my boyfriends cock.

 "Go on poshboy you love it don't you, you queer little cunt." Dean said
grabbing Simon's head to force his cock down Simon's throat further. "Maybe
another day I will take your ass for you too. I bet you'd like
that. Wouldn't you shitbag?"

 With perfect predictable timing, I heard Jane come through the front
door. Dean and Simon were too zoned out to hear her. Jane not finding me in
the kitchen as usual, burst through the lounge door to find the nice young
lad she was keen on, indulging in a filthy homosexual act, with me watching
intently with a big smile on my face.

 Jane's face screwed up, and tears ran from her eyes. My devious plan had
worked. I had ruined this budding first love, and had I barely had to lift
a finger. Motherly instinct did not kick in, infact I felt rather pleased
with myself. There was no way that I was going to let Jane fall down the
same trap that I had done. I wanted her to explore life more than I had
before becoming stuck in a dull lifeless relationship.

 Jane's shock turned into fury "Simon what the hell is going on. I thought
you liked me. Your just a sick pervert."

 Simon tried to break free and explain himself, but Dean just held Simon's
head in place as he came, filling Simon's mouth. Simon couldn't swallow
fast enough and Dean's cum ran out of the sides of his mouth.

 I couldn't stop from giggling as Simon tried to apologize to Jane and more
cum slipped out of his mouth. Jane then turned on me.

 "How could you mother! Bring this thing into my house, and do such
things. And just look at you dressed like some common tramp. What has
gotten into you? I am ashamed to be near you."

 I was surprised to hear her finding it inside herself to protest her
feelings. But I was not going to let her walk all over me, after all this
was only part one of my plan for her.

 "Stop right there Missy! You can apologize to Dean. He is a guest of mine
in my house. Yes MY house, not yours. And I am old enough to dress as I
please, and see who I please. As for Simon he made his own choice here,
nobody forced him to do anything, and judging by the cum on his trousers he
seems to have enjoyed himself."

 "Now Simon I suggest you go and clean yourself up I will order your taxi."

 Jane stormed out of the room, and after giving Dean a kiss I followed her
to the kitchen where she was slamming various kitchen cabinet doors, in her
attempt to feed herself. She then spotted the clips playing on the laptop.

 "Urgh god, is this what has turned you into this. Is this what this is all
about some porn and mid-life crisis or something."

 I opened the fridge and opened a bottle of chablis and took two glasses. I
then sat at the kitchen island and picked up a packet of cigarettes and
calmly lit it one. I poured out two glasses, pushing one towards Jane. "Go
on, your old enough."

 "Listen Jane, I have discovered late in life what a load of bollocks all
this is. Look around you, everything in this house is here not because I
wanted it. It's all here because it is all the stuff you must buy to fit
into the clique. Look over there, the toaster, the kettle all must match
the colour of the range cooker, which in turn must be the right make. Just
like I must buy the right car, wear the right designer clothes, join the
right clubs. Make friends with the right people."

 I paused to drink and think. "I am just sick of it. Somewhere I
disappeared, My wants and my needs. I just became a clone just like all
those other mothers at the school. You've seen them, with designer jumpers
that are never worn, only to be draped over their shoulders. With designer
sunglasses, worn on the head but never over their eyes. Can't you see how
pathetic it all is."

 Jane looked up at me, she had not touched her wine.

 "So where does that thing in there come into this? You could have chucked
all this stuff in a skip and moved away. Whats he got to do with this?

 "His name is Dean, and he is the best thing that has happened to me in
years. He is totally different, and unlike those clones out there, he is
genuine. Yes I looked at pornography and loved what I saw. Real sex that is
exciting, and has so many possibilities. If you settle for the Simons in
this life, you will just end up once a week in the missionary position
fulfilling a duty. life and sex can be much better. When Dean fucks me it
is mind blowing. The most intense sex I have ever had, and I am not going
to give that up. For you or anybody else."

 I could see my words were not sinking in. My perfect daughter who thought
she knew everything, was still thinking of her cosy false lifestyle. Her
eyes burned with a new hatred for me, the mother who was at risk of taking
all that away from her. At least she drank the glass of wine with one swig.

 "You disgust me, your not the mother I know or loved, I will never accept
what your doing. You have gone mad. why can't you be happy with what you
have got. I hate you and don't want to be around you until you have come to
your senses."

 I could tell my words had not sunk into her. Maybe the the best thing to
do would be to give her some space to adjust to the new normal around here.

 "Fine" I snarled "Dean and I will go out somewhere. But make no mistake if
it isn't Dean it will be someone like Dean. Maybe you should open your eyes
from your cosy little bubble. It is all there on my laptop. I am sure a
clever stuck up bitch like you can work my internet history. Maybe you will
understand after that."

 With that I left her in the kitchen slamming the door behind me, and
taking one of the joints to calm myself down. I lit it and ran up to my
room I changed my damp leggings for another pair of the slinkystylez ones I
had bought. I also put on a matching vest, and re-did my make-up. I now
looked like an over sexualised version of Olivia Newton John in the film
grease.

 I was not going to let Jane ruin my plans. I had planned to have wild sex
with Dean and now I felt all bets were off, I felt up for any depraved act
Dean had instore for me. I threw a few things into a bag and went back to
Dean who was sitting patiently in the lounge.

 I quickly filled him in on things, and told him we needed to go out
somewhere and have some fun. Although I had taken drugs and a drink, I
didn't care. I picked up my car keys and drove off with Dean. I was
thinking of where to go to, even a cheap chain hotel would do. But my mind
was adled and I could not think.

 Thankfully I came upon a layby and pulled into it to think. Dean lit a
cigarette. And we chatted about where to go, Dean suggested his place but I
was still a little nervous about being around Staci. Dean held me to
comfort me and that of course developed into a hot snogging session. I felt
myself relax in his embrace and gradually my need for sex with Dean
resurface.

 It was then that Dean came up with the plan to go to his mate Tommo's
place. He knew that Tommo would be out at work, but knew how to get
in. Dean sent him a text, and we were given the ok by Tommo.

 After following Dean's directions I was soon pulling up outside Tommo's
flat. Judging by the area and the state of the outside of the flat, Tommo
was also a chavvy type. Dean found a hidden key and I followed him in with
my bag.

 The air was not very fresh, and there were dirty trainers and dirty white
socks strewn all around the lounge floor, which no doubt gave the room most
of its aroma. I did not mind it though, once I would have been repulsed,
but now it triggered the fantasies that had got me with Dean in the first
place.

 Dean pulled a can of lager from a pack we had picked up on the way and
handed me one. He smoked as I lay on the tatty sofa with my head in his
lap. Dean flicked on the tv as we relaxed and then found the remote for
Tommo's Dvd player.

 "Let's see what porn that dirty fucker has been watching." He said as he
pressed play.

 The screen burst into life, and it was clear that the porn playing was of
the amateur type, judging by the picture quality. The screen showed a young
woman dressed like a chav walking down the street. She met up with a couple
of guys and the scene change to a bedroom. She was on her knees in front of
the guys stroking their cocks through their tracky bottoms.

 Once she was satisfied they were hard enough she pulled the cocks out and
began to blow each cock, alternating between them. To cut a long story
short soon the lucky chav girl was being fucked by them both.

 By now we had changed from cigarettes to joints and I was starting to get
high and horny. Dean was stroking my breasts and I was lightly stroking
myself I could feel that I was beginnning to get damp.

 "So Kay how do you fancy that, two hard cocks to play with, fucking your
holes and treating you like a dirty fuckin slut?"

 "Oh god yes Dean." I heard myself saying. "with whats gone on today I feel
like I need to push things further. Yes Dean find me another dirty fucker
to fuck me. Use me as you wish."

 "You sure Kay, If I get Tommo over here it will be a promise from you to
do whatever we want. Tommo, I know, can be a right pervy cunt."

 "Yes Dean I am ready for this, I need something extra naughty after all
the upset with Jane. I am not going to let her win."

 "Okay if your sure Kay. I'll text Tommo and get him over. Why don't you
slip into something classy with stockings for us."

 I was not put out that Dean wanted me to change out of my expensive
leggings, as they were possibly not the most practical of things to wear
for a good fucking. Luckily I had put some stockings in my bag. I went to
the bathroom and sorted out what I thought would make a nice outfit.

 So it was that I was soon dressed as a classy but sluttier version of
myself, white stockings attached to a white suspender belt. With a short
leather skirt and a tight white blouse which was expensive but in some way
would be thrilled if the two boys ripped from me. "My god two!" I was just
about to have my first ever threesome, I thought to myself. I finished off
with a new a pair of white stillettos, and just incase lubed my bottom.

 I went back to the lounge nervous as hell, so nervous I couldn't sit
still, but kept pacing around the flat. The scene on the tv had changed to
a more dominant scene. A different girl was being verbally abused her
make-up running with tears as she was forced to do nasty things. It was
when she was licking the feet of one of the guys that I gave out an
involuntary "Oooh".

 "You like that Kay? Just relax girl, you trust me right, it will be nasty
but fun. Tommo is on the way, he's pullin a sicky. Here have a spliff and
for fucks sake try and relax."

 That was easier said than done but I was just about to have my first and a
nasty threesome with one of the guys being someone I had never even met. I
inhaled the spliff greadily, as I heard a key in the front door to the flat
"Shit" I thought too late to back out now!

 In walked Tommo, A hi viz tabard over his tracksuit. He was far from
handsome in fact he was rather ugly. Before I could say anything to back
out he threw something in a paper bag over to Dean, and took off his
tabard. Dean gave a chuckle and said "perfect" as he took a wide red
leather studded dog collar out of the paper bag. I swallowed hard as I
guessed what that was for.

 Dean stood up from the sofa "On your knees Kay."

 My god he sounded so masterful, and I found myself doing as he bid
me. Dean had this mystical hold over me, he always had from the first time
he had sat in my range rover. It was as if he could turn on a switch inside
of me that would make me do as he pleased.

 I turned my head up to face him and accept the collar from my lover and
master. Smell of the leather collar was strong as he placed it and fastened
it around my neck. I was humiliated as they both chuckled in a
condescending way.

 "Nice bit of skirt, you've got us Deano me boy." Tommo uttered.

  "Yeah she's abit of alright ain't she? And I'll tell you something else
she is a fuckin good fuck too. And today she wants it nasty. Don't you Kay?
Your going to be our nasty little slag ain't you?"

 Nerves had given way to a new feeling of utter humiliation and fear of
what I had gotten myself into. There was also a feeling of pure
submission. I meakly nodded my assent.

 "Well Tommo, just before you got here Kay liked the foot worship on that
pervy dvd of yours, so I think we will start there."

 "Kay, get on all fours and crawl over to Tommo. Looks to me like those
trainers aren't as clean as they should be."

 "Oh god here we go." I thought, but found myself crawling like a dog
towards Tommo's trainers. His hygiene could not have been great, as from
even two feet away, I could start to smell his feet. My stomach lurched as
I saw the dirt and grime on his trainers.

 "Ah ha best not Deano, I think I trod in some dogshit on the way up
here. We will save that for another day. The bitch can do our feet though."
Tommo said as he joined Dean on the sofa.

 I crawled back towards the sofa as they took off their trainers and sweat
stained socks.  "On your back Kay with your head near us" Dean
ordered. Soon two pairs off sweaty stinking feet were lowered towards my
face. I felt a mixture of sweaty flesh and hard skin being dragged over my
face. The smell was bad, especially from Tommo's feet.

 "Get that Fuckin tongue out Kay, If it was good enough for that tart on
the dvd you can do it too."

 Here I was a once respected, comfortably well off pillar of the community
about to do the most repulsive thing I had ever been asked to do. I thought
I was going to be sick, But I couldn't let Dean down and make him look bad
in front of one of his mates.

 I pushed out my tongue and had my first taste of the foul clammy, sweaty
flesh. I retched at the taste and smell but then my need to be fucked by
these two kicked in. My brain told me to get on with it and get it over so
that I could get the fucking I needed.

 I began to lick with more enthusiasm and strangely I started to like the
fact I was pleasing these two young lads. Their foul language and crude
comments as I licked the soles of their feet started to turn me on. I moved
so that I was kneeling in front of them. I lifted Dean's foot to my mouth
and started to lick between his toes. I felt the mixture of dead skin and
grit on my tongue.

 "Go on Kay you dirty fucker, that feels real good. Your such a good slut,
and we are gonna fuck you so hard and so long."

 I gave an involuntary mewl of pleasure at the thought of that, and felt
extra naughty. I locked my eyes on Dean's and took his big toe into my
mouth. I started to suck it as if it was a cock. This really turned Dean
on, as I saw his cock harden and he couldn't stop from taking it from his
tracksuit bottoms and start to stroke it.

 Dean ordered me to do the same to Tommo's feet and toes. From his face I
could see he was enjoying having me follow his orders so compliantly. And
deep inside myself I was really enjoying it too. I wondered just how far I
could let myself go, and how far Dean could push me.

 By now both of them were stroking their cocks and I eyed them with
lust. Just for devilment instead of Dean's, I reached up and took Tommo's
cock in my hand and started to wank his good sized cock. I let my thumb rub
over the head and felt a good amount of slimy precum. I had a need, it over
took my mind, I just had to taste Tommo's sweaty cock. I sat up and bent
forward and took that slimy hard mushroom head into my mouth. I had a head
rush of pent up sexual frustration and licked up all that delicous precum,
swallowing down the sticky salty liquid.

 As I started to suck Tommo's cock I reached over and started to wank
Dean's cock. I was amazed how far I had come from the middle class woman I
had been, to being a slut with two hard cocks aching to fill me with their
seed.

 Dean grabbed hold of me roughly. Tommo's cock popped out of my mouth as
Dean positioned me with my head hanging over the arm of the sofa. The two
chav lads stood next to each other and pushed their cockheads to rest on my
lips. I flicked my tongue between the two cockheads scooping up more of
that delicous precum.

 The two lads started to take turns to force their cocks into my mouth. It
was intense to have two different feeling and tasting cocks throbbing in my
mouth. Again their words were thrilling as they encouraged me to be a dirty
whore for them.

 Tommo had no respect that I was Dean's woman, and without asking Dean's or
my permission moved up the other end of the sofa and slid his rough hand up
my stockinged legs and under my short leather skirt. I knew what he was
after, and I was so ready to be touched there.

 "Yes, go on your bastard finger my pussy, shove your rough fingers in
there open me up ready for your dicks."

 Tommo rubbed his calloused fingers over my soaking wet pussy lips. I
shuddered with the pleasure of it. And then Tommo roughly forced three
fingers at once into my aching pussy. I shouted with the pain of the
intrusion, but needed more. And I tried to thrust myself down onto his
fingers.

 Tommo leared at me and my need for his fingers. "You dirty cunt, look at
yer, you posh bitch, you'd do anything for some council estate cock
wouldn't you?" He said as he brought his fingers in and out of my needy
pussy.

 "Yes Tommo I need your cocks, and the filthy things you bastards make me
do. Now get that cock of yours in my cunt."

 Again without asking any permission from Dean to use his girlfriend, Tommo
positioned his cock at the entrance to my pussy. With one thrust he forced
his cock deep inside of me. I screamed with yet more pain from the
intrusion, and realised that in reality I was just a piece of skirt to
these lads to be used and shared between them. It was thrilling that I
could truly now call myself a slut!

 After the wait that seemed forever it felt glorious to have Tommo's cock
fucking me as I sucked on Dean's cock. But I could see Dean was not happy
with just having a blowjob, and I was ready to try something from the porn
I had watched.

 I got Tommo to pull out of my pussy and sit on the front edge of the
sofa. I hurriedly pulled off my clothes and straddled Tommo's lap. I fed
his wet cock back into my pussy and began to rise and fall onto him. "Dean
you know what you want, put that cock of yours in your own special place."

 Dean grinned, "you dirty bitch Kay," and placed his cock against my
asshole. As I rose on Tommo's cock Dean edged his cock deeper and deeper
into my ass. Although I had practiced with the butt plugs having Tommo deep
in my pussy seemed to make my ass tighter.

 Tears came to my eyes but the pleasure I was feeling inside me made it
more than worth it. It was the most intense sexual feeling that I had ever
had and I can hardly express how wonderful it felt to be full with two
cocks at the same time. Both of my holes gripped onto their dicks not
wanting to let them go but inviting them to go deeper and deeper and faster
and faster.

 Sweat dripped from me and although I wanted to shout for it harder and
harder, Words escaped me, I just couldn't talk! The way the two cocks moved
inside me at different speeds was such an amazing feeling.

 "God Dean I can feel your cock inside the bitch, this is amazing we will
have to do her like this again soon." Tommo panted.

 "Yeah to right mate maybe we will have to make her airtight next time."

 In my naivety I had no idea what being airtight meant, and I had to ask
Dean what it meant. He chuckled at my lack of knowledge and explained that
it meant as well as being doubly penetrated I would have a cock in my mouth
as well.

 "Oh god yes Dean, make that happen for me please."

 The thought of having all my holes filled with hot chavvy spunk threw me
over the edge. I was frenzied as my orgasm built and I began to ride
Tommo's cock even faster, which in turn meant that Deans cock was pistoning
in and out of my tight asshole.

 Both of the young lads started straining to hold their orgasms back,
swearing and groaning as they did so, not wanting to cum before the
other. I was more than ready and starting to lose my energy levels. I
needed to cum before I passed out.

 "Come on you bastards flood my holes with your cum."

 That seemed to be all the permission thay needed, as neither would lose
face by cumming first and I was rewarded by having two hot streams of cum
firing into my holes at the same time. "Wow" it was incredible, the heat
and stickyness and the squelching sound as the chav seed started to leak
from my holes.

 I was in ecstasy, it had been far and away the best and dirtiest sex I had
ever had. I fell forward onto Tommo and began to hungrily snog this less
than handsome lad, as I disentangled myself from both cocks.

 I slumped between them both, and began to snog each of them in turn as
they pawed at my tits and pussy, as I came down from my orgasm. I slowly
fell asleep between them, tired out from my exertions.

 I dreamt of many more exciting sex sessions to come, as the cum oozed out
of my holes. I was so contented and slept peacefully and was left to dream
covered by a blanket by Dean. As I slept I wondered what Dean would have in
store for me next time?