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Veronica's Cockslut

... anal. Sometimes, they were aroused, but at other times, it was more like practice and repetition. Veronica introduced a third dildo, longer and thicker again, and eventually Taylor was able to take it in either hole instantly and without fuss. He was in chastity throughout, and his senses were fully rewired to make him lust for cock. Finally, one day, Veronica told him to come over the next night and to be ready for the real thing.

He arrived at the house as it was getting dark. As instructed, he went in to the guest room, showered, and put on a hint of makeup. Veronica had laid out his outfit -- fishnet black leggings on a suspender around his slim waist, a black skirt that barley covered his ass, and a crop -top. When he was ready, he went out.

He noticed that he could hear deep voices talking, and as he peeped around the corner, he saw several men sitting around the living room. He hesitated.

"Ahh, my newly trained slut is here." Veronica exclaimed, coming toward him.

"Sorry -- these are the guys that work for my husband. They came over last-minute. I should have told you! Anyway, speaking of my husband, this is Mr. Don."

He was a big dude, probably early fifties but fit enough, and looked like the leader of a motorcycle club or something. He looked up at Taylor with a neutral expression. The other guys in the room were all younger, 20s and 30s. They were all black and well built, and looked up at Taylor, some of them smiled.

"These are my guys. They're ...

... going to hang around a while." Mr Don told Taylor.

Veronica spoke up. "And this is Taylor! I've been having a lot of fun with Taylor."

"Hi everyone", he stuttered.

She sat down next to her husband and cuddled into him, whispered something in his ear. He looked Taylor up and down then nodded.

"Well," said Veronica, "Come over here. Let's check you out."

I went toward them and she touched my hip, guiding me to stand in front of them.

"Turn around."

I did. I felt her hand on my waist, then down on my ass. I felt another hand, rough and firm, squeezing.

"Nice ass" Mr Don said.

"Thankyou."

He moved me to turn back and looked me up and down again.

"I heard you wanted to suck my cock?"

Veronica answered, "Ohhh yes. He's been desperate."

Mr Don chuckled.

"Well, let's get to it. Help me with my pants, will you?"

He shifted and undid his belt and button, then sat back. Taylor looked around awkwardly -- the guys were all watching and encouraged him with their expressions. Taylor bent forward and pulled Mr Don's pants down. There was a huge shape in his boxers. Veronica watched with glee.

"Go on, you know you want to."

Taylor knelt down in front of him and pulled his boxers down. His cock was three quarters hard and rolled out and upward as they came off. It lay across his upper thigh, huge and lazy.

Veronica took my cheek in her hand.

"Time to show me how good you are, sweetie. Off you go."

Not needing any more encouragement, ...