Dirty old drunks in the stairway

Me and my friend continued to have sex with dirty smelly men after losing our virginity to a man in a caravan.

Being from a poor family and living on a poor estate wasn’t the best life for little kids, especially me and my friend, we were basically feral and lived our lives however we wanted, our parents didn’t care what we did or worry about where we were all day and staying out really late even though we were only 11 years old, in fact I’ve already told you the story of how we lost our virginity to a dirty and smelly old man in a caravan, it got worse.

After getting a taste for sex we became the little sluts of our estate.

When the dirty old man in the caravan died from a heart attack, probably from fucking us too much, we started to hang out where all the drunks and druggies hung out.

We were playing in the stairwell of a local block of flats, all the hallways smelt like piss, they were covered in dog shit, had graffiti all over the walls and it was were people hung out to drink and take drugs way from prying eyes and the coppers.

So we were running up and down the steps and came across three men sitting on the stairs of one of the landings, they were in their 40s and just sat having a laugh, shouting, drinking and smoking shit, we headed down the steps, “Can we come past please.” I said because they were blocking our way.

Phil turned around, he was a scruffy man with a moustache and beard with bits of food in it, he had black teeth and smelt like a monkeys asshole, “Hey up.” he said, struggling to stand up he was so drunk, “What do we have here then.” He added.

His friend who was sat next to him, I think his name was John or Jim, I can’t remember, lets call him Jim, he stood up and acted like a gentlemen, “Beg your pardon, ladies.” He said, waving us through and pretending to tip his imaginary hat.

As we walked through them, Phil and Jim spanked us on the butt, “Go on girl.” said Phil, they tickled us playing friendly, their friend Mathew stood by the frosted landing window next to a row of beer bottles that were on the windowsill and laughed.

They let us have a puff of their cigs and share a bottle of beer, we had a laugh and a chat with them, mostly the conversation involved something sexual, they were dirty old men, but we liked dirty old men, after finishing our beer we stepped aside and had a chat whispering in to each other’s ears, we stood in front of Phil and Jim then got on our knees, “Do you want your dicks sucking?” I asked, I told I we were sluts, we just didn’t care.

Phil and Jim looked at each other, then they smiled and stood up, both unzipped their trousers and popped their dicks out the flaps, me and my friend gave them a right good sucking, even though their dicks were dirty, like they hadn’t been washed in a year, and they smelt and tasted like piss, but that was like candy to us and we loved it.

Phil started stroking my knotted dirty hair, then he grabbed my chin and lifted my head up, “You fucking little slut.” He said, he picked me up and put my arms around his shoulders and walked me over to the corner of the landing, with my back pressed hard against the brick wall he ripped off my knickers, he didn’t pull them off, he literally ripped them off, then he pulled my tiny legs around his waist and pushed his dirty smelly cock in to my fanny and just fucked me wildly against the wall.

I held on tight as he fucked me and I had my head on his shoulder, I could see behind him, Jim had bent my friend over on the steps, he poured beer all over her ass for lubricant and then he forced his dick up her ass hole and fucked her from behind.

Their drunk friend Mathew was jerking himself off while watching us getting fucked, Phil fucked me so deep it hurt, I had to let go of his shoulders and my hands were grabbing at the walls trying to find something else to hold on to, then he almost split me in two when he forced his dick really deep inside me and I felt him fill me with spunk, he pulled his dick out and I slid down the wall on to my feet, his spunk was dripping out of my hole and down my legs.

Jim came in my friends ass and almost knocked her out when he pushed so hard she hit her head on the concrete step, “Here, over here, come here.” Shouted Mathew, he was still jerking off so we both went over, “On your knees…” he said, his voice breaking up and shaking, “…open, open your mouths.” He said, so we did and her pulled on his dick a couple more times then shot his spunk in to both of our mouths.

Having had a good fuck and our tummies full of spunk, we sat down on the steps and shared another beer, then Jim gave us some change from his pocket and told us to go buy ourselves some sweets.

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