Descent into Depravity

The full title of this story is, "Dick and Delilah's Descent Into Depravity"

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After my first day of work post-Tina's departure, I walked into the apartment and fucking Delilah was on the floor of our living room, surrounded by guys who were standing there, jerking off into her mouth and she was scream-gargling their cum at an unnecessary and obnoxious volume. There was a guy laying on the floor beneath her with his cock in her ass and from his pleasured screams, he sounded like he was cumming inside her right at that moment. There was a thick ooz of cum spilling out of her open pussy, onto the cock and balls of the gentleman whose cock she was grinding her asshole on. Her chubby, bouncing midsection and big, flopping tits were shiny with ribbons of cum strewn about her beautiful, sweaty brown skin. She looked right at me gargling even more loudly and bouncing her loose asshole on a cock with a cock in each hand, cum running down her jaw and neck.

What does a man do in this situation? What is the proper way to handle a situation like this? I quickly took off my pants right there in the doorway and raced over to her.

"Quick. Eat my fucking ass right now!" I said, spreading my ass right in her face as though it were some emergency.

I mashed her face into my asscrack. Still gargling the cum as I approached her, I didn't really leave her time to swallow. So she went from loudly gargling cum to loudly eating my asshole, sending millions of little spermies into me along with her dirty whore tongue. I squeezed my cheeks as I spread them apart for her to get her tongue all the way up my ass and one of her gentlemen was helpful enough to grab her by the back of the head and shove her face up my ass, holding it there while she slithered her cummy tongue as far up inside me as physically possible. And for his efforts, I made out with him while jerking his big cock.

Some of the cum went up my ass and some, down her throat. Most of it ran out of the corners of her filthy mouth, onto her big, sweaty, cum-striped tits. I dismounted her face, crouched down and kissed her dramatically as the man beneath her continued trying to fuck her ass, even though he had already blown his load and had gone pretty-much limp inside her. As I licked and slurped the cum off her tits, he guided her off of him as he flopped her onto her side, slid out of her ass and got up to leave.

Immediately, I went from sucking her cum drenched nipples to slurping this fresh load of warm cum from her loose, used up, fucked asshole. The taste of fresh ass-cum was almost as good as the fullness it made me feel in my stomach when I swallowed it. I went to sleep that night and woke up the following morning with the scent of her asshole on my upper lip and the taste of ass-cum in my mouth.

That night was amazing as fuck but by the end of that week, that would be considered just another ordinary evening at the Orgy Spot...

Now that Tina had moved out, I was dealing with a bout of depression. Part of that depression was caused by this underlying, spiraling feeling that I was a loser from a shitty place full of losers and that losing Tina meant losing my one opportunity to be less of a loser. As a full blown sex addict with no shortage of sexual options, I chose to mask this bout of depression with my drug of choice: Sex!

I fucked a LOT of people after Tina left. The nonstop orgy continued after she left and, in essence, it never really ended. Having that much sex made masking REALLY easy because sex genuinely makes me feel joyful. I was almost able to fool myself into thinking I wasn't miserable from time to time because I rarely left myself any time to do any real thinking. Plus I had a nymphomaniacal girlfriend who aided, abetted and personified my sex addiction!

As much as I missed Tina, Delilah (who seemed to practically forget about Tina within days) was still more than I could ask for in a perfect woman - perfect for me. I mean, every time I looked at her, it made me disgustingly horny and that worked perfectly because she was disgustingly horny all the time! She fucked whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted and made no qualms about it. I just found that to be the sexiest shit ever.

We may have been addicted to fucking, but it wouldn't be accurate to call it a problem - especially for Delilah! In sex addiction (which was a term she didn't even believe in), she found her natural habitat. Where a fixation on fornication may have been a hindrance or a distraction for some people, Delilah thrived. It really was her personality and to her, it all came very naturally.

Delilah liked to dress unnecessarily provocatively everywhere she went, be it the grocery store, the DMV or the doctor's office. She was well aware that this made a lot of people uncomfortable but she was also very aware that this was also an easy way to attract like-minded individuals. She believed (and evidence showed) that dressing and behaving the way she did seemed to help attract a certain type of person towards her, just as it repelled other types. The way she put it, yes, she was dressing and behaving this way to court sexual attention and if someone was repelled by her, it probably meant they weren't qualified to be fucking with her anyway.

Those who found her look attractive enough to approach her were a somewhat rare breed. These weren't normal people looking to have safe vanilla sex after three or more dates. These people were freaks, perverts, sex addicts, nymphomaniacs, fucktards, etc. Just like she and I. These were people who primarily fucked anally, people often who fuck strangers, people who eat cum out of a stranger's ass in a gas station bathroom and things of that nature.

"Sexopath" was a word I made up to describe our growing tribe.

Disgusted as some boring cunts may have been, every single place she went, she would make at least one new "friend" who would end up coming over and partaking in our non-stop fuck-fest. It was as if she was collecting them!

Now that we were back to inviting whoever we wanted (as well as inviting them to invite whoever they wanted) to our orgies, the attendance at our apartment once again skyrocketed beyond anything we'd experienced before. The more people we invited, the more they invited, the more word spread about the Orgy Spot. The more people who are participating, the more positions and weird, kinky things you can try.

It was all about MORE!!! We weren't picky in terms of appearance or quality of one's personality or anything like that. It was all about finding every single person who was as sick as we were and experiencing every single sick pleasure we had in common with them. We were obsessed, plain and simple.

On most nights, Delilah and I would have sex with at least four other people. There were plenty of times when I fucked someone across the room from Delilah as she fucked someone else. Watching her get fucked by other men was one of favorite things to do. She looked great getting dicked down, plus she simply enjoyed it SO MUCH! She would fuck these guys' brains out, leaving them stunned, amazed and drained. And then, like the slobbering scumdog I am, I would swoop in for the leftovers!

It was a treat to be a part of, honestly! To think that there was a time when a thought like this was upsetting or offensive to me (at one point, even earth-shattering). As fantastic as she looked taking a cock, she looked that much better taking four or ten or fifty.

Not to mention how much I loved watching her get splattered with cum or watching cum ooz, shoot or spill from her orifices right before jamming my tongue or my cock inside her. And the only thing hotter than watching her eat several men's assholes in a row was kissing her afterwards. I would inhale deeply so I could get the taste and the smell at the same time. I loved it so much. And the fact that she enjoyed it so much made it that much better.

Fucking was practically all we did. We no longer watched the news or cartoons. We no longer went to the movies. We no longer went to sporting events. We no longer went to shows or concerts. We didn't hang out with friends, UNLESS there was going to be sex involved.

There used to be other things going on in our lives. Not anymore. Sexual indulgence had become our primary priority in life. It was an opportunity for us to really use our imaginations. "How do we get weirder or more extreme than last time?" The more new stuff we tried, the more new stuff we wanted to try. Stuff that would just make you say, "... WHY???"

There were no rules and we made no attempt whatsoever to be responsible, tasteful or mature about our activities. In fact, if anything, we were doing precisely the opposite. For better or for worse, this was me and Delilah's true descent into depravity.

And how do you get more depraved than, for instance, sucking sperm out of a crackhead's asshole in a pissy smelling gas station restroom? I suppose that's debatable but...

We came up with an idea called "glazing". The first time Delilah got glazed was at a dingy motel in a dangerous area, a couple towns over. She and I had rounded up about eight guys at the local bar, the nearby convenience store and the fast food drive thru next door to the motel. Delilah and I rented the room while all these guys waited in their cars in the parking lot. While they waited, they were all on the phone with other guys, inviting them to the motel room to bust a nut on my lady.

Once we were in the room, I signaled for them to start filing in. I had them come and go in some sort of staggered order just in case the front desk person wanted to be a twit and interfere with the situation. I wasn't really worried about the front desk person though and I'll explain why later. For now, I just left the door open and just let this endless line of guys come and go, each of them stopping by to fuck her, get sucked by her or jerk off on her with the whole goal being for her to be literally coated, inside and out, with cum by the end of it.

I stayed and watched for a while, but I eventually went outside for a smoke and a beer. While wandering the parking lot, smoking and drinking, I kept thinking about the chick at the front desk. She was hot and she had the eyes of a Sexopath. I wasn't too confident that she would want to take part in something quite on the level of what was happening in my room, but still, I thought I would go see what's up with her.

So while Delilah was catching hella nuts in our room, I was at the front desk, scheming on the clerk, wearing only jeans with a beer in my hand. She was definitely interested but she was kinda innocent. I offered her a beer, she said she couldn't drink on the job. I asked if she wanted to come to the room and party or maybe meet me at the pool when she got off work, but she said couldn't risk being caught by her boss doing something like that with a guest. Fuck, if her boss only knew what was happening in my room right at that moment!

I left her my phone number, told her to give me a call sometime and went back to the room. When I got back up there, GOOD LORD! I'd never seen so much cum in my life! She looked like she had gotten out of a swimming pool full of cum!!! And there were still a few guys left, waiting their turn to fuck her and/or just cum on her. I waited until they were all gone and then took my turn. My favorite turn: LAST!

Between all the cum I slurped off of her or sucked out of her and all the cock she sucked that night, we both ingested enough semen that night to make us lightheaded and nauseous. We both woke up with cum hangovers and were unable to eat breakfast or lunch the following day.

Even having orgies at our apartment on a constant basis could get a little redundant. Cheap motels like that became a thing for us when we wanted to change it up. They were a great place to fuck around and a great place to meet other sick fucks who liked to fuck around as well! Once, during one of these glazing ceremonies, we had like 25 guys cum inside her asshole and then used the ass-cum for smoothies. She emptied herself out into a blender, then I added a banana, a sliced up mango and some orange juice. They tasted completely amazing, as you expected. It was exotic and fruity with an earthy sort of flare to it.

Have you ever seen over a pint of cum spill from someone's asshole into a blender? Have you ever had the luxury of cleaning the remainder of the cum out of that person's asshole with your tongue? How bout drinking a nutritious ass-cum-banana-orange-mango smoothie afterwards?

Well, I did and it was fucking awesome! Although, I suppose it may have been just a little depraved. Most of the guys whose cum went into that smoothie didn't want to try it. Their loss!

Later that evening, after our guests had gone home, Delilah and I were laying in bed naked, snuggling and chatting ourselves to sleep.

"Isn't it weird that we've literally known each other since we were born?" I said.

"Not as weird as the fact that we've actually known each other since before we were born!" She responded with a laugh.

"Yeah, right?" I said. "I mean, it's not common that people meet the way did and then stay in contact."

"Is there anything common about our relationship?" She asked.

"You're common!" I joked.

"Oh fuck you," she laughed out loud. "I guess you got me on that one."

"It's not a bad thing," I said as I closed in for a kiss. "It's part of what makes you, you. Just one of the many things I love about you!"

We laid there smiling, face to face, like two nervous teenagers about to have their first kiss.

"I love you too!" She said before she planted her lips upon mine. "You're truly one of a kind."

"Yeah?" I asked. "How do you figure?"

"Well," she said. "Even if there are other men out there like you who get off on fucking used pussy and felching other men's cum out of my asshole and all that, very few of them are as handsome as you and even less of them have dicks like yours!"

I burst into laughter. We laughed together.

"We're dumb." I said. And then I looked at her sincerely and said, "I'm glad we're together."

"Me too," she said. We kissed and kissed and kissed until we eventually both fell asleep.

In my slumber, I had a dream. Delilah and I were in some beautiful place that sorta looked like a botanical garden. The sun was shining, the air was fresh and we were surrounded by trees. She was wearing this big, beautiful, flowing, white dress which I can only assume was supposed to be a wedding dress. She looked so elegant and beautiful. She was frolicking and dancing with that big, gorgeous, angelic smile of hers. This was literally the most wholesome situation I had ever seen her in. My heart was tingling and vibrating.

Towards the end of the dream, she turned to me and said, "I'm really glad we did this, Dick," right before she closed in on me for a kiss. And then, I abruptly woke up with a vengeance!

"Yeah, fuck yeah, just like that," I heard, in a confused haze.

I opened my eyes in the dead of night and Delilah was getting fucked beside me in the moonlight, hard! It was dark and I was very confused but as soon as I realized what's going on, I immediately started jerking myself off like there was some sort of emergency that could only be resolved with cum. Then I look around and realize there's several men in the room. They're all naked and jerking off as well, waiting for their turn to fuck Delilah.

But one of them couldn't wait for her. In fact, he wasn't even looking at her, he was looking at me. And his erect cock, which he was stroking ferociously was pointed right at me. He walked over to me as he jerked his long cock. I watched him approach me, still jerking my cock as well. I couldn't really make out any features, he was just a figure in the night, stroking his cock and breathing heavily, like an animal. I never even had time to decide whether or not I found him attractive before he got on top of me and shoved his slimy tongue in my mouth. He was super invasive and creepy but it turned me on so much that he wanted me. And my asshole needed cock just as bad as his cock needed an asshole. I couldn't resist him and it wouldn't have made a difference if I had tried. So I gave him my asshole on instinct.

I grabbed onto his ass as my tongue intertwined with his, swallowing all the salty, cigarette-and-tequila flavored saliva his mouth was dumping into mine. I threw my legs back and spread them wide as I slammed him into me.

"YES! Fuck yes! FUCK me! FUCK me!!!" I yelped aloud. Each time I said it, I could hear my voice becoming more and more feminine. I sounded like some kinda transsexual or something! I almost felt like I was growing tits! Perhaps I was just in the moment and it was all in my head. Maybe I was still half asleep. Maybe I was hallucinating a little. All I knew was that his cock was fulfilling an urgent need inside my asshole at that moment. Of course I had been fucked in the ass before, many times. But this time, under these eerie circumstances, it was so much better.

He grabbed onto my tingling legs and fucked my ass with authority. My legs clashed with Delilah's, who was beside me getting fucked in a similar fashion. The guy fucking me pulled his long, thick cock out of my ass, climbed onto my face and stuck it in my mouth. I slid a finger up his ass as I sucked him. And as he blew several hot, chunky loads of cum into my mouth for me to swallow, another man mounted my ass and started fucking me before I even know he was there.

It was dark, it was creepy, it was hot, it was satisfying! I felt fully taken advantage of and I craved more.

Delilah and I were now side by side, hand in hand screaming "I love you" at each other in a violent grunt as we were both getting gangbanged in the ass by strange men in the night, once again redefining what it meant to "make love". I don't know how many guys came inside Delilah before she instructed them all to "Cum inside my man!" After they were finished using my asshole, she sucked all the cum out of me, like I had done with her so many times and then she jumped on top of me and kissed me. We made out sloppily, swapping all that hot ass-cum as we rolled around in our soaking wet king size bed for what felt like hours. When I finally looked up, the strange men were all gone.