The ultimate party
The Ultimate Party
I have been a spit roast fan for many years, from age eight when I used to help my granddad spit the pigs on his farm, I was always fascinated by the thought of being spitted and cooked. But it was just a fantasy and I lived it every day in my mind, it almost consumed me to the point where normal sex became boring.
Then one day when browsing the internet I came across some cartoons by Dolcett, it was amazing, my mind went into over drive as I searched the net for more of these cartoons. I was insatiable and searched for hours on end until I finally found a website that catered for Dolcett fans, I immediately joined up but had to go through security questions, face to face caming to prove who I was but nothing was going to deter me from joining a club that understood my sexual desires.
Eventually I was accepted and the photos and stories on the site were mind blowing and some of the movies seemed almost real as I sat watching them trying to work out how they created things to look so real. In the chat rooms of the club there were so many meat girls like me, all with similar desires and fantasies: I was totally swept up in the thrilling sensations I got chatting with the other members.
One day late in the evening I received an email;
YOU ARE INVITED to a Dolcett fantasy cookout, please contact Steve for the details. For security purposes please delete this email after reading.
Wow, I could hardly believe it, this was biggest ever fantasy as I had heard about them in the club. I immediately contacted Steve and he explained how about 20 members get together every month and have a fantasy BBQ. He explained how they have various dishes prepared beforehand that resembles female body parts, mostly cooked from pork. A number of meat girls were invited and you could go into a draw to be the fantasy meatgirl for the evening and be a part of the role play to be spitted and cooked.
I was totally hooked. I was going to win that raffle no matter what.
The day arrived and at eight am there was a knock on my door, it was Steve who had come to pick me up to take me to the BBQ. Steve looked as if he was in his sixties but he was a really nice guy and very understanding of a meat girls fantasy desires.I was as excited as ever as this was my first ever fantasy BBQ and I was determined to make it fun. When Steve asked was I ready to go I almost blurted it out, “Hell yeah, I’m really looking forward to this big time”. “I need to ask you have you told anyone about this weekend” said Steve. “Hell no, I know these parties are totally secret and would never say anything to anyone” I replied.
As we drove out of the city Steve explained what happens at one of these fantasy gatherings, I knew about the simulated meats but he said that they had a meat girl draw which any meat girl could enter, the girl that is picked gets to be shaved from head to toe, she is then prepped and oiled as if she was going to be spitted and cooked. Then her meat has to be tenderized. This required other members at the gathering to gang bang her basically, totally tenderizing her ready for cooking, oh my gosh, it sounded like a dream come true, this would be a role play beyond belief. I was ready willing and able and my heart pounded with excitement as I continually hoped to win the draw even though it meant getting my head shaved as Steve had explained.
We arrived around ten am at a huge country farm house with rolling beautiful lawns, there were no other houses within site, as I was introduced to other guests who were all naked I noticed a few girls with tags on their cunt lips. WOW they were meat girls, just like me, I was immediately approached by one of the meat girls, “Hi, you must be Tracy, Everyone calls me pink.” She said. She continued, “As you can see I am a meatgirl as well so I will introduce you around if you like, but we had better get you naked first, this is a Dolcett party after all, and beside, All the other guests will be wanting to check out your cunt fillet” and she gave me the biggest smile.
As I stripped out of my clothes and was dropping my knickers Pink looked down and remarked, “Wow. That’s one nice meaty cunt fillet there girl, A cunt fillet like that would be a prize and a half in any meat draw” and we both laughed. “I like your number” she said, “27894, I use mine as a PASSWORD”.
I mingled with the other guests and introduced myself to them, I finally met another meatgirl and Pink introduced her to me as Roxanne, she was really nice and friendly. It was so nice to meet other people with my fantasy. As we chatted about the meat girl draw they told me that they had won the draw a few times, I almost stuttered with excitement as I told them I hoped I could win it, it would be the ultimate fantasy for me. Pink told me seeing how they have all had a go at it that when it came time to put the names in the box for the draw that they would write my name instead of theirs which would assure me a win, I kissed them both and thanked them with excitement and was almost bouncing up and down like a ************* about to get a present. The party continued and the alcohol kept flowing, I was in the best mood ever.
Later that day, around one pm Steve stood up on the small stage that was erected in the back yard with a low wooden wall set against the house around fifty metres from a huge fire pit that was blazing away with the flames almost reaching a black shiny bar that straddled the pit as he said. “Listen up everybody, it’s almost time for the meat girl draw so if all you meat girls can scribble your first name on the little pieces of paper next to this box we can have the draw” I quickly dashed forward to write down my name, everyone cheered for me as I dropped my name into the box, then Pink and Roxanne followed by Sylvia did the same, the crowd cheered each girl as she dropped the name into the box.
Half an hour later Steve stood up again and announced. “Ok. Let’s get this draw on the way” As he reached into the tiny wooden box my heart raced and I hoped that the other meat girls had kept their promise so I could win, Steve withdrew his hand and held the piece of paper up in front of him. “Ok, we have a winner” he said, I clenched my fists and closed my eyes and waited. “TRACY” he yelled in a loud clear voice. I almost screamed as the entire crowd let out a huge applause, “go Tracy, good on you, they cheered as I approached the stage and stood up facing the crowd next to Steve.
Steve smiled at me and said, “well done Tracy love, now I have to ask you, are you a willing meat girl and do you surrender your body for consumption” “ YES I DO” I blurted out with a huge smile on my face. “Okay let’s get this little piggy prepared” Announced Steve.
A few of the men and women approached me all with huge smiles on their faces as they grabbed me and led me into a huge shed, “come on piggy” they joked, “let’s get you ready for the spit” they said. I was shaved totally smooth, even the hair on my head was shaved off as the others rubbed my entire body with sweet smelling oils that had quite a large garlic smell, I even thought to myself how delicious I smelt: I could have eaten me myself HA HA.
Then I was led out to the backyard to the small stage, they tied my arms behind my back at the elbows which pulled my shoulders back hard, my tits then protruded out the front of me which everyone was staring at. I had never felt so sexy and desirable in all my life, totally shaved and glistening in the soft sunlight with my tits forced out in front of me and I could feel my cunt dripping with wetness and excitement as all the guest eyed me over with happy smiles on their faces.
Steve then held my upper arm tightly and lent over and whispered in my ear. “Just play along with this next bit. We always do this and it adds to the excitement, especially for a new girl” “Ok, sounds exciting” I replied eagerly. “It’s time for the crucial vote” he yelled, he continued: “as we are all diehard dolcett fans we will now vote on whether to continue this roasting for real or finish off here, so I need a show of hands. Steve then raised his hand which was holding a small note, I have no idea what was on the note, He then said, “All those in favour of roasting this succulent little pig raise your right hand”, I quickly looked around as everyone seemed to raise their hand, excitement flooded through me as Steve then said, “All those against” as I looked around there were no hands raised. My heart raced as Steve said, “ Awesome, we have a spit roast to get underway” I looked at Steve with an astonished look and he chuckled and whispered to me, “just pretend you don’t know it’s a joke Tracy, play along with this and you will have lots of fun” “OKAY COOL” I replied. “Do you have any last word meat girl before we spit you and cook you? “Uumm yyeah” I stuttered with an excitement I had never felt before, “I I I , just want to thank eeevveryone ffor picking mmme, Aaand I hhhope you all enjoy my meat. They all cheered.
One of women with awesome white hair walked up and took me by the shoulders and led me across to a small wooden table with a red checked tablecloth thrown over it. As they walked me over I could hear Steve calling out names from a draw, as he called a name he also called a body part, it seems there was a draw as to who gets what part of me. That was such a huge turn on especially as each recipient cheered as their name was announced. “Leanne, Left nipple, Wendy, right nipple, Bill, first slice of left butt ham, Harry, first slice of right butt ham, John, the cunt fillet” and everyone cheered and yelled, “ Lucky you John you basted” and then Steve yelled, “ Larry, the arse fillet” I thought that was funny, I had never heard of the arse hole being served up. I wondered to myself what an arsehole would taste like, might be quite flavoursome.
The white haired women known as Cindy held up a small bottle of basting oil and said that she would have to line my tight pussy for the rod to penetrate easily, I went along with the play acting pretending I wasn’t worried at all.
They lifted me onto the table and by this time the fire in the pit had died down to crackling coals which shimmered even in the late evening sunlight. They raised my arse into the air so I was on my knees, arse up and they placed a small wooden arched block under my chin which lifted my head off the table about 200M. Everyone was cheering as they basted me with more oils, even forcing it into my now moist soft cunt which was ready to explode into orgasm at the excitement racing through me, it all felt so real, what a fantastic fantasy setup.
As one of the men slowly edged the spit rod towards my eagerly awaiting cunt Leanne leaned down and whispered in my ear, “ I have your left nipple bitch, it looks so yummy I can hardly wait” as she squeezed it between her fingers causing me to moan out loud. John then leaned down and whispered, “ I drew your succulent little cunt fillet Tracy, I have asked for it to be rare to just medium, I don’t want it to lose that awesome cunty flavour so it will be cut out of you long before the rest of you has cooked, his words almost blew my mind.
My heart raced and pounded with the most intense excitement I have ever felt as I felt the cold sharp steel push slowly into my saturated wet cunt. I arched my back slightly as my fantasy reached its ever highest level, my mind almost wishing this was real and that they would really shove that cold hard rod right through my eager little body. I could feel my body quivering with excitement as the rod moved deeper inside me.
Reality set in as I felt a small sharp pain deep inside my swollen wet cunt and still the rod pushed on, I could feel the rod within my womb as if pressing on my inner stomach with sharp jabbing little pains engulfing me, I was bordering on another orgasm as I twitched and wiggled against the spit rod. Small moans and yelps shot involuntarily from my mouth and I could feel my arse hole muscles tightening as it pushed on. This was no fantasy, they were spitting me for real and I glanced up at Steve who gave me a wink and shrugged his shoulders as if to say, WHAT EVER!!!
I smiled back at him realizing this was it, I might as well enjoy my fantasy to the max as the rod drove slowly deeper into me and the guests made little comments such as, “ Oh my Gosh, look at her cunt twitching” and “Wow, her tits are really shaking earnt they?” and one member said, “Wow, her arsehole is puckering as if its longing for that stabilizer bar” and they all laughed out loud.
I then felt the cold of the steel rod coming up my wind pipe as I gasped for air, as the rod slowly protruded from my mouth forcing my tongue against the bottom of my mouth I sucked hard trying to get air into my lungs. The rod had tiny holes spattered along it and it allowed small amounts of air to my lungs, I remember almost panting like a dog trying to get air into me. “She is spitted” they all cheered together, “get her over the coals quickly, let her feel the heat” I wiggled as they drove the stabilizer bar deep into my aching arse hole. I bucked and wiggled to the delight of the crowd as they then tied off my feet to the rod and lifted me onto the steel rod frames at each end of the fire pit. They then slipped the chain over the cog at the end of the rod and I heard the faint roar of a small motor as I started to rotate over the coals as the heat slowly embraced me.
As I slowly rotated over the heat I peered into the smiling faces of the members, a few winked at me as they chatted amongst themselves. “She looks amazing” one girl remarked, “So succulent, I think she will taste absolutely delicious, can I be the one to prick her tits so they don’t explode later” she asked the others, “Sure can” Said Steve.
This was it, I had been spitted and was slowly cooking and my fantasy had become reality as I shivered into another mind blowing orgasm, my dream had finally come true.
Bon appetite:
Tracy Carter
Meat girl
Reg number 27894.
I have been a spit roast fan for many years, from age eight when I used to help my granddad spit the pigs on his farm, I was always fascinated by the thought of being spitted and cooked. But it was just a fantasy and I lived it every day in my mind, it almost consumed me to the point where normal sex became boring.
Then one day when browsing the internet I came across some cartoons by Dolcett, it was amazing, my mind went into over drive as I searched the net for more of these cartoons. I was insatiable and searched for hours on end until I finally found a website that catered for Dolcett fans, I immediately joined up but had to go through security questions, face to face caming to prove who I was but nothing was going to deter me from joining a club that understood my sexual desires.
Eventually I was accepted and the photos and stories on the site were mind blowing and some of the movies seemed almost real as I sat watching them trying to work out how they created things to look so real. In the chat rooms of the club there were so many meat girls like me, all with similar desires and fantasies: I was totally swept up in the thrilling sensations I got chatting with the other members.
One day late in the evening I received an email;
YOU ARE INVITED to a Dolcett fantasy cookout, please contact Steve for the details. For security purposes please delete this email after reading.
Wow, I could hardly believe it, this was biggest ever fantasy as I had heard about them in the club. I immediately contacted Steve and he explained how about 20 members get together every month and have a fantasy BBQ. He explained how they have various dishes prepared beforehand that resembles female body parts, mostly cooked from pork. A number of meat girls were invited and you could go into a draw to be the fantasy meatgirl for the evening and be a part of the role play to be spitted and cooked.
I was totally hooked. I was going to win that raffle no matter what.
The day arrived and at eight am there was a knock on my door, it was Steve who had come to pick me up to take me to the BBQ. Steve looked as if he was in his sixties but he was a really nice guy and very understanding of a meat girls fantasy desires.I was as excited as ever as this was my first ever fantasy BBQ and I was determined to make it fun. When Steve asked was I ready to go I almost blurted it out, “Hell yeah, I’m really looking forward to this big time”. “I need to ask you have you told anyone about this weekend” said Steve. “Hell no, I know these parties are totally secret and would never say anything to anyone” I replied.
As we drove out of the city Steve explained what happens at one of these fantasy gatherings, I knew about the simulated meats but he said that they had a meat girl draw which any meat girl could enter, the girl that is picked gets to be shaved from head to toe, she is then prepped and oiled as if she was going to be spitted and cooked. Then her meat has to be tenderized. This required other members at the gathering to gang bang her basically, totally tenderizing her ready for cooking, oh my gosh, it sounded like a dream come true, this would be a role play beyond belief. I was ready willing and able and my heart pounded with excitement as I continually hoped to win the draw even though it meant getting my head shaved as Steve had explained.
We arrived around ten am at a huge country farm house with rolling beautiful lawns, there were no other houses within site, as I was introduced to other guests who were all naked I noticed a few girls with tags on their cunt lips. WOW they were meat girls, just like me, I was immediately approached by one of the meat girls, “Hi, you must be Tracy, Everyone calls me pink.” She said. She continued, “As you can see I am a meatgirl as well so I will introduce you around if you like, but we had better get you naked first, this is a Dolcett party after all, and beside, All the other guests will be wanting to check out your cunt fillet” and she gave me the biggest smile.
As I stripped out of my clothes and was dropping my knickers Pink looked down and remarked, “Wow. That’s one nice meaty cunt fillet there girl, A cunt fillet like that would be a prize and a half in any meat draw” and we both laughed. “I like your number” she said, “27894, I use mine as a PASSWORD”.
I mingled with the other guests and introduced myself to them, I finally met another meatgirl and Pink introduced her to me as Roxanne, she was really nice and friendly. It was so nice to meet other people with my fantasy. As we chatted about the meat girl draw they told me that they had won the draw a few times, I almost stuttered with excitement as I told them I hoped I could win it, it would be the ultimate fantasy for me. Pink told me seeing how they have all had a go at it that when it came time to put the names in the box for the draw that they would write my name instead of theirs which would assure me a win, I kissed them both and thanked them with excitement and was almost bouncing up and down like a ************* about to get a present. The party continued and the alcohol kept flowing, I was in the best mood ever.
Later that day, around one pm Steve stood up on the small stage that was erected in the back yard with a low wooden wall set against the house around fifty metres from a huge fire pit that was blazing away with the flames almost reaching a black shiny bar that straddled the pit as he said. “Listen up everybody, it’s almost time for the meat girl draw so if all you meat girls can scribble your first name on the little pieces of paper next to this box we can have the draw” I quickly dashed forward to write down my name, everyone cheered for me as I dropped my name into the box, then Pink and Roxanne followed by Sylvia did the same, the crowd cheered each girl as she dropped the name into the box.
Half an hour later Steve stood up again and announced. “Ok. Let’s get this draw on the way” As he reached into the tiny wooden box my heart raced and I hoped that the other meat girls had kept their promise so I could win, Steve withdrew his hand and held the piece of paper up in front of him. “Ok, we have a winner” he said, I clenched my fists and closed my eyes and waited. “TRACY” he yelled in a loud clear voice. I almost screamed as the entire crowd let out a huge applause, “go Tracy, good on you, they cheered as I approached the stage and stood up facing the crowd next to Steve.
Steve smiled at me and said, “well done Tracy love, now I have to ask you, are you a willing meat girl and do you surrender your body for consumption” “ YES I DO” I blurted out with a huge smile on my face. “Okay let’s get this little piggy prepared” Announced Steve.
A few of the men and women approached me all with huge smiles on their faces as they grabbed me and led me into a huge shed, “come on piggy” they joked, “let’s get you ready for the spit” they said. I was shaved totally smooth, even the hair on my head was shaved off as the others rubbed my entire body with sweet smelling oils that had quite a large garlic smell, I even thought to myself how delicious I smelt: I could have eaten me myself HA HA.
Then I was led out to the backyard to the small stage, they tied my arms behind my back at the elbows which pulled my shoulders back hard, my tits then protruded out the front of me which everyone was staring at. I had never felt so sexy and desirable in all my life, totally shaved and glistening in the soft sunlight with my tits forced out in front of me and I could feel my cunt dripping with wetness and excitement as all the guest eyed me over with happy smiles on their faces.
Steve then held my upper arm tightly and lent over and whispered in my ear. “Just play along with this next bit. We always do this and it adds to the excitement, especially for a new girl” “Ok, sounds exciting” I replied eagerly. “It’s time for the crucial vote” he yelled, he continued: “as we are all diehard dolcett fans we will now vote on whether to continue this roasting for real or finish off here, so I need a show of hands. Steve then raised his hand which was holding a small note, I have no idea what was on the note, He then said, “All those in favour of roasting this succulent little pig raise your right hand”, I quickly looked around as everyone seemed to raise their hand, excitement flooded through me as Steve then said, “All those against” as I looked around there were no hands raised. My heart raced as Steve said, “ Awesome, we have a spit roast to get underway” I looked at Steve with an astonished look and he chuckled and whispered to me, “just pretend you don’t know it’s a joke Tracy, play along with this and you will have lots of fun” “OKAY COOL” I replied. “Do you have any last word meat girl before we spit you and cook you? “Uumm yyeah” I stuttered with an excitement I had never felt before, “I I I , just want to thank eeevveryone ffor picking mmme, Aaand I hhhope you all enjoy my meat. They all cheered.
One of women with awesome white hair walked up and took me by the shoulders and led me across to a small wooden table with a red checked tablecloth thrown over it. As they walked me over I could hear Steve calling out names from a draw, as he called a name he also called a body part, it seems there was a draw as to who gets what part of me. That was such a huge turn on especially as each recipient cheered as their name was announced. “Leanne, Left nipple, Wendy, right nipple, Bill, first slice of left butt ham, Harry, first slice of right butt ham, John, the cunt fillet” and everyone cheered and yelled, “ Lucky you John you basted” and then Steve yelled, “ Larry, the arse fillet” I thought that was funny, I had never heard of the arse hole being served up. I wondered to myself what an arsehole would taste like, might be quite flavoursome.
The white haired women known as Cindy held up a small bottle of basting oil and said that she would have to line my tight pussy for the rod to penetrate easily, I went along with the play acting pretending I wasn’t worried at all.
They lifted me onto the table and by this time the fire in the pit had died down to crackling coals which shimmered even in the late evening sunlight. They raised my arse into the air so I was on my knees, arse up and they placed a small wooden arched block under my chin which lifted my head off the table about 200M. Everyone was cheering as they basted me with more oils, even forcing it into my now moist soft cunt which was ready to explode into orgasm at the excitement racing through me, it all felt so real, what a fantastic fantasy setup.
As one of the men slowly edged the spit rod towards my eagerly awaiting cunt Leanne leaned down and whispered in my ear, “ I have your left nipple bitch, it looks so yummy I can hardly wait” as she squeezed it between her fingers causing me to moan out loud. John then leaned down and whispered, “ I drew your succulent little cunt fillet Tracy, I have asked for it to be rare to just medium, I don’t want it to lose that awesome cunty flavour so it will be cut out of you long before the rest of you has cooked, his words almost blew my mind.
My heart raced and pounded with the most intense excitement I have ever felt as I felt the cold sharp steel push slowly into my saturated wet cunt. I arched my back slightly as my fantasy reached its ever highest level, my mind almost wishing this was real and that they would really shove that cold hard rod right through my eager little body. I could feel my body quivering with excitement as the rod moved deeper inside me.
Reality set in as I felt a small sharp pain deep inside my swollen wet cunt and still the rod pushed on, I could feel the rod within my womb as if pressing on my inner stomach with sharp jabbing little pains engulfing me, I was bordering on another orgasm as I twitched and wiggled against the spit rod. Small moans and yelps shot involuntarily from my mouth and I could feel my arse hole muscles tightening as it pushed on. This was no fantasy, they were spitting me for real and I glanced up at Steve who gave me a wink and shrugged his shoulders as if to say, WHAT EVER!!!
I smiled back at him realizing this was it, I might as well enjoy my fantasy to the max as the rod drove slowly deeper into me and the guests made little comments such as, “ Oh my Gosh, look at her cunt twitching” and “Wow, her tits are really shaking earnt they?” and one member said, “Wow, her arsehole is puckering as if its longing for that stabilizer bar” and they all laughed out loud.
I then felt the cold of the steel rod coming up my wind pipe as I gasped for air, as the rod slowly protruded from my mouth forcing my tongue against the bottom of my mouth I sucked hard trying to get air into my lungs. The rod had tiny holes spattered along it and it allowed small amounts of air to my lungs, I remember almost panting like a dog trying to get air into me. “She is spitted” they all cheered together, “get her over the coals quickly, let her feel the heat” I wiggled as they drove the stabilizer bar deep into my aching arse hole. I bucked and wiggled to the delight of the crowd as they then tied off my feet to the rod and lifted me onto the steel rod frames at each end of the fire pit. They then slipped the chain over the cog at the end of the rod and I heard the faint roar of a small motor as I started to rotate over the coals as the heat slowly embraced me.
As I slowly rotated over the heat I peered into the smiling faces of the members, a few winked at me as they chatted amongst themselves. “She looks amazing” one girl remarked, “So succulent, I think she will taste absolutely delicious, can I be the one to prick her tits so they don’t explode later” she asked the others, “Sure can” Said Steve.
This was it, I had been spitted and was slowly cooking and my fantasy had become reality as I shivered into another mind blowing orgasm, my dream had finally come true.
Bon appetite:
Tracy Carter
Meat girl
Reg number 27894.
10年前
