Author's note
I am re-publishing this series under a different name.
It was inspired by a lady I met here on Literotica, she contacted me after reading my series 'The Making of a Slut' saying that she too is called Caroline and is a slut. She asked me to write some stories about her and her family. This series is therefore, completely, inspired by her but mostly just fantasy.
All persons in this series are over 18.
I hope you enjoy the series, however, if you are averse to rough sex please don't read on!
Please let me know what you think by sending feedback and by (hopefully) giving the stories a good mark.
Thank you
Jim
The Road Trip
Caroline texted me the next day saying that both she and Dulcie wanted another experience. I pondered a while and then had an idea.
I Googled to find a phone number in Oxford and then phoned. Is that Dr. Martyn Percy I asked, I don't suppose you will remember me but I was a student of yours in the mid 1990's. I suspect you are more likely to remember the lady I am calling you about, Caroline, she used to fuck you back in that day to keep her grades up.
I could sense his unease.
Don't worry Dr Percy, Caroline has recently re-discovered her slutty side and would love to re-enact some of her adventures of the past.
We chatted for a while and made plans, by the end of the phone call he was positively enthusiastic.
I texted Caroline and told her that we were going on a road trip with Dulcie in a three weeks' time, but I expected them both to grow the hair on their cunts preparation and, in the meantime, they were not allowed to cum either through sex or masturbation.
Throughout the time I got lots of texts from both of the sluts begging to cum, saying they were desperate. Dulcie's texts were becoming more and more explicit sending pictures of her needy little cunt. I was pleased, however, to see that her bush was growing back nicely. Caroline's texts were generally about how she had managed to avoid Stuart's amorous advances.
On the day I picked them up. They both looked very slutty, heavier than normal makeup, Caroline was wearing a LBD with fishnet hose and black high heels. It had a low neckline that showed off her décolletage and was cut to mid-thigh. Dulcie was wearing a corset top and a short blue denim skirt with a pair of trainers.
They jumped in my car, both were trembling with excitement, where are we going? they chanted together.
Wait and see I said. In the meantime, entertain yourselves with these. I reached into my glove compartment and handed them each a We-vibe tango, a small little bullet vibrator for the clit.
They both snatched the toys out of my hand and within seconds they were turned on and pressed against their clits. They moaned in unison as the hard vibrations pummeled their cunts. Oh, fuck me I need this yelled Dulcie. Caroline just chanted Yes, yes, yes. They were both rushing towards an orgasm.
The first one that cums loses I told them, but, if you can hold of an orgasm, you will be well rewarded later. I was banking on the fact that Caroline, being older and more experienced, would be able to win. I was right Dulcie came within seconds of holding the Tango against her needy cunt, thankfully she didn't squirt all over the back seat of my car.
Turn them off now I instructed.
Caroline groaned with disappointment and Dulcie laughed, poor mummy slut. No cum for you!
Show me your cunts I demanded, I want to see your bushes. They both pulled up their hems and parted their legs showing off their glistening hairy cunts. Well done sluts, you look very 1990's. Caroline shot me a sideways, puzzled look.
As we got closer to Oxford, I think the penny dropped with Caroline. My Sat-nav directed me to the address that Dr. Percy had given me. It was a large detached house in Devanant Road. I told my sluts to get out of the car, I got my bag from the boot and we went to ring the doorbell.
Very quickly the door opened and Caroline gasped, Dr Percy? Oh my God, is that you?
Yes, my dear, it has been a very long time but you have hardly changed at all. Come in, come in and I assume this beautiful young lady is your daughter Dulcie.
Yyyes stammered Caroline as we entered the house.
The entrance hall led to a huge open plan living space around which were about 15 more of the academic staff of the University from 30 years ago.
Oh fuck, Caroline gasped as she recognized them as most of the men she had fucked 30 years before.
I clapped my hands to get everyone's attention before starting my address.
Gentlemen as you already know, but until now Caroline and her daughter had no idea, you are gathered here to reacquaint yourselves with a needy slut for dirty sex. On the drive down Caroline, and her daughter Dulcie had a competition, what they didn't know was that the winner was going to get used by you all for dirty sex.
Caroline won that competition and so it will be just like old times. There are only a few rules: - Firstly, you may fuck her cunt and mouth as you please. You may not cum in either of her fuck holes, you may only cum on her face or tits. Secondly, you may not touch Dulcie without my express permission, which I am very unlikely to give. Finally, I would like to confirm that you have all taken the Viagra pills that you were supplied." This last comment was met with a flurry of smiles and nods.
Right - let's get this show on the road. Dr. Percy will you kindly escort me to the bedroom we are using today?
Dr Percy smiled and let us upstairs to the master suit on the second floor which, together with its en-suite took up the whole of the second floor, it was enormous. In the room there was an emperor size double bed, around the parameter of the room was a series of chairs, there was a table with drinks and snacks and a large TV screen attached to a computer. About 3 feet from the end of the bed there was an oversized chair. I glanced up to confirm that a mirror had been attached to the ceiling over the bed.
Perfect Dr. Percy, you have done brilliantly, I smiled at him and said, if you pop downstairs and issue the numbers, I will fetch you all when we are ready.
