Date: Mon, 5 Oct 2015 23:19:16 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pervert Phil Part 57

Pervert Phil (part 57)

This story traces the life of Phil, now deceased.  His life was filled with
perversion, which he enjoyed tremendously and freely shared with me.  This
series contains content that some will find offensive, so you may wish to
skip some parts.  Phil took many risks, and was fortunate to survive his
many encounters.  I hope you enjoy the story, but caution you not to follow
his example!

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She put the coffees in front of us and remarked that she really liked the
picture and it was too bad that it wasn't there anymore.  My "daughter"
said "My Dad doesn't care who knows he's a fag.  Would you like to have the
picture?"  With that she withdrew it from her purse and handed it to the
waitress.  She returned her hand to my crotch immediately and rather
obviously as soon as she'd handed the picture to the waitress.

I have to admit that being fondled by a woman doesn't really do much for
me.  Being fondled by a woman in a public place in front of a complete
stranger does.  I was rapidly developing an erection which was quite
obvious to both the woman fondling me and the waitress.  I was sitting
there being a good submissive faggot, not attempting to conceal myself or
to stop the fondling in any way.  My "daughter" was running her finger
under the material of my see-thru's to draw it against my quite-rapidly
growing cock.

The waitress remarked to my "daughter" that it didn't look like I was all
that queer "from the looks of that thing" meaning my erection.  My
"daughter" simply said "It's because he likes being `outed' to strangers."
The waitress said "I like those!  Can I have a little feel?"

My "daughter" quickly drew back the material of my see-thru's to expose my
cock in it's erect state.  The waitress reached down into my crotch and
felt my dick while looking at my picture.  She actually squeezed my cock
rather hard and said "Looks like he likes that a lot!"  She then released
my cock and my "daughter" replaced the material covering me.  The two of
them spoke briefly and agreed that the waitress could return whenever she
wanted but that she would try to keep other people from being seated in the
section so that my "daughter" could play if she wished.

Once the waitress left my "daughter" said "That was fun!  You really liked
it too, that much is obvious."  I nodded and said that she could do that
anytime as often as she liked.  She said that she wasn't really into women
but if a real man was there we both could have had some fun.  I nodded in
agreement.  I said "Well, you know who I am now.  Who are you and what do
you like?"

She withdrew a card from her purse.  It was quite similar to my
"cocksucker" cards; it had a full length nude picture of her in a kneeling
bondage position and on the back was her name, address, phone number, etc.
"This is me.  As you can see, I like being a slut too."  I took a moment to
look it over before saying "It doesn't show any men fucking you."

"There was only one guy there and he was having fun taking my picture."

"You should have put one of those out on the table for the waitress to
see."

She thought for a moment and then laid the card down in front of her and
left it there.  "I've never been raped by a woman – could be fun" was
all she said.

"So you like being raped in front of your daddy?"

"Yeah I do!  I also like helping a guy rape my daddy!"

"Perfect" was all I said.

She pulled back the material of my shorts so that my genitals were fully
exposed.  I was still fully erect and I could feel the throb of an
on-coming orgasm.  My "daughter" waved the waitress back to the table and
continued to stroke my dick.  "Want to watch my daddy eat his own jizz?"
was all she said.  The waitress nodded enthusiastically and kept looking
back and forth between my erection and the card laying face up on the
table.  As she once again looked at my erect cock I felt the throbbing
quicken and I shot what for me is a HUGE load of cum into my "daughter's"
hand.  She very quickly brought her hand up to my mouth and let me lick all
of my cum out of her hand and watched me swallow it.  The waitress smiled
and said "pull down his shorts again so he gets a nice wet spot."

As my "daughter" continued to feed me my own jizz the waitress leaned over
and casually fondled my "daughter's" left breast saying "looks like that
rope hurts pretty good!"  My "daughter" just said it wasn't enough; that
she now had better rope.  The waitress came back with "I love to play with
ropes!"  I couldn't help but notice that the waitress was now almost
crushing my "daughter's" breast and that my "daughter" had a rather
unfocused look on her face.  The waitress slid the card off the table and
put it into her pocket.  I licked the last of my cum off my "daughter's"
hand as she looked at the waitress and said "Call me".

The waitress left us alone and my "daughter" (who told me to call her Jen
or Jennifer) asked if I wanted to see that.  "Of course!  I'm not
interested in pussy but I do love to watch pussy getting used."  She said
that was okay with her, she enjoyed jacking me off and feeding me my own
cum.  I said "Jen, maybe she would want to do that and maybe even do a
little CBT on me!"

We discussed our mutual enjoyment of submitting to pain and my
homosexuality at some length.  Jennifer agreed that I would never be
required to have sex with her (except, of course, for the possible
masturbation and feeding of my cum to me) and the degree of pain each of us
liked.  She said it sounded like we were going to have a lot of fun
together.

Jen and I only managed to have one "session" together although it was truly
grand.  We agreed to be the "scum" at a party in a nearby town and arrived
together.  We were greeted by the host and invited indoors.  It was obvious
that he was homosexual; he was far more interested in me than in her and
fondled my genitals almost constantly as both of us undressed and prepared
to be used.  Never-the-less, we were both invited to get naked and tied
into position for fucking and torture.  Jen has both nipples pierced and so
she was tied in a position where weights could be hung which stretched her
nipples and breasts toward the ceiling in a most painful fashion.  We were
positioned so that we could watch as the other was used and tortured.

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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