Let me keep it real. My meaty twat is still sticky from last night’s Fleadh carnage, cum is oozing down my thighs, and my ass cheeks sting from the spanking as I sit writing straight from my cum-stained laptop in Belfast, plug in and porn blasting out to my right.
It’s the first time the Fleadh has ever come to Belfast. By day I clapped along to fiddles in the street, but the second the pubs emptied I became a walking, porn addicted predator with one mission, to drain every foreign cock and cunt that wandered into my city. This year I went harder, longer, and seedier than ever. Here are three of the rawest nights so far, retold exactly how they happened.
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A Spunk-Soaked Gloryhole Marathon Because The Belfast Fleadh Has Been a Cum Cash Cow
I spent the afternoon setting a perfect waist-high homemade gloryhole out of MDF through the doorway that leads into my living room, lining the edges with thick black rubber so no one would get splinters.
Then I posted the filthiest ad Adult Friend Finder has ever seen: “Belfast gloryhole – anonymous loads wanted, no questions, no names, just cum.” The link’s right here if you want to book your own slot, by the way.
The first knock came at 10:17 p.m. I dropped to my knees in nothing but cunt pink lipstick and pleaser heels. A thick, uncut cock slid through the hole already half-hard. I wrapped my lips around the head and tasted warm pre-cum. He lasted until my jaw ached before he grunted words in a foreign language and filled my throat-cunt with sperm.
Another stranger pushed a BBC through the hole minutes later. I soon had red hot drool pouring down my chin, until he grunted and pumped a heavy load straight down my throat. I swallowed every drop, then turned my attention to my clit and milked it until ropes of hot squirt painted my laminate flooring.
I’d love to say I kept things discreet but, fuck me, they were not. By 2 a.m. the hallway outside my flat looked like a queue for a nightclub with both Irish and foreign visitors to the city lining up to use my throat. I stopped counting after the twelfth load. My chin, tits, and tummy were glazed. Cum dripped from my trashy fake eyelashes. Every time my phone pinged with a new message notification, I handed over my address and prayed they’d show up. I stayed on my knees until the sun came up, throat raw, and a belly full of hot cum.
Blacked Raw Binge Leads Me To a Black Brazilian Airbnb Gangbang
I pre-gamed with three shots of whiskey and a full five hours of Blacked Raw on the big screen, watching those massive black cocks stretch tiny white girls until my own cunt was throbbing. Then I hit the tourist-packed pubs near the Europa looking for the real thing.
Four tall, dark-skinned Brazilian guys were laughing over pints. I approached them, flirted, and was soon invited into the next round. I told them I had just “split up from my boyfriend and was looking to clear my head,” total bullshit, of course, but they knew exactly what a girl in that scenario would be looking for.
Around an hour later I was following them, drunk and dripping, to their rented flat above a chip shop. The second the door shut, I was on my knees, yanking down four pairs of boxers. Their black brazilian cocks sprang free, long, veiny, heavy, already leaking. One shoved straight down my throat while another lifted my skirt and slammed into my cunt from behind. They rotated like a machine: mouth, pussy, ass, repeat, all of them shouting what I presume was derogatory filth at me in Portuguese, and that just made my cunt throb even more.
As a black Brazilian cock slammed into me and his balls pounded my clit, I came so hard my legs buckled, but they held me up and kept pounding. One guy yanked my jaw open between blowjobs and spat down my throat while another pulled out and painted my face with spunk while another drenched his fuck rod in spit pushed into my ass without warning.
I screamed around the cock in my mouth as my little Irish asshole stretched around him. They took turns breeding every hole until my belly felt bloated with cum. By sunrise, my holes were puffy and leaking, and my phone was full of their numbers for round two. I staggered home with cum running down my thighs and the taste of four different loads still on my tongue.
The Pretty German Tourist Got Her First-Time Lesbian Corruption
I have to be honest, the night this happened I was hungry for some girl on girl fun and, in particular, a nice mature cunt. You know, the kind of washed-up twat that has taken an indeterminate amount of cock and yet is still hungry for more? I’d been gooning out to MILFY for the past few hours before heading out, so that might have had something to do with it.
Outside a trad session I spotted an 18-year-old blonde German backpacker, fat tits, a slim waist, cheeks flushed from Guinness, eyes wide at the crowd. After forty minutes of flirting, she was in my taxi, whispering she’d never been with a girl. At my place I stripped her slowly, kissing every inch of pale skin until she was trembling. I consensually popped two brown bottles of poppers under her nose and watched her pupils blow wide.
I strapped a thick, curved dildo to my hips and eased it into her tight European pussy while she huffed again. I wasn’t gentle. I spat in her mouth and vowed to turn her into a gutter whore. Her moans turned to screams when I added a vibrating plug in her ass and flicked the switch. I know all of the right spots to hit on an inexperienced hole, and she soon squirted for the first time, soaking my sheets with her fertile cunt juice, begging for more and equally telling me that’s never happened before. Looking at her fresh blonde cunt spread out on my bedsheets, I proposed calling up two of my black fuck buddies and letting them run riot on it, but the thought was too much for her.
Still, with her consent, I kept her high on poppers and toys until the sun came up. Fuck me, I deployed fingers, tongues, dildos, plugs, anything I could push inside her. I would have fisted her if I could have fitted it. By the time this bitch left, she was a drooling, cum-drunk mess who had discovered exactly how many times an 18-year-old can cum in one night.
And the Belfast Fleadh Isn’t Even Over Yet!
That’s Belfast Fleadh after dark when I’m on the prowl. It’s raw, relentless, and always profitable in terms of cock and cunt. Oh, and there are still a few more days to go! Want a round two? Let me know in the comments below, and tell me if you have any ideas for me to carry out, and I’ll make it happen.
