Category: Family Matters

Dominos 7/Jessica’s End Game

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Jessica was about to Orgasm.

 

She could feel his heat growing inside of her body.  Stretching her open from the inside out even as her mouth opened wide to meet his tongue in space.  She wanted him to cum now!  Jessica could feel him swelling wider inside of her body.  Pushing her even further.  Even as she didn’t believe her body could afford to take any more of an invasion.

 

She had almost forgotten his wife was in the room until she felt the warm length of her tongue.  Slick against her anus.  And considering their symbiotic relationship?  That was a testament to her newfound lover, Jerrod.  Wanting to focus only on the smooth rhythmic motion of the man between her thighs from the moment he invaded her slit.  Jessica was beginning to quiver deep inside of herself immediately, and perhaps it was because he was the most famous person she had ever fucked.  As far as she knew.  Not knowing where the sensations were emanating from made her feel as if Jessica’s whole body was on fire!  And her constant wetness was an attempt to put it out!

 

She had spent many years in Europe planning her return and next move.  Transforming the Family’s fortune into terms, she could easily manage from afar.  While spending nights trying to find herself and feel something she never had since that night.  Alive.  Jessica decided to return once she surmised there was only one way to face your demons.  Head on. 

 

As Jerrod loosed her from her perch on top of him.  Jessica.  Her ample bottom and bosom seemingly slid off of him onto the floor. His wife, lover, and confidant Jane replaced him at her pulsing nexus.  Armed with a warm cloth used to wipe away the younger woman’s shameless display of lust.  While occasionally running her adept tongue between the folds.  Licking and twisting the appendage to seemingly Jessica’s advantage.  Women were never her thing.  But she could get used to this!  As Jane’s crafty tongue eased the joyful but slightly painful sensation of her husband thrusting inside of her.  His big cock still resonated against the new sensation Jane now provided.  As Jerrod sat back in his chair now solo. 

 

“We are so happy you accepted our invitation.  Do you still feel up to some role play?”

 

Jerrod spoke as Jane’s hands began to explore Jessica’s body further.  Like her husband.  She really appreciated the female form and enjoyed mapping women’s reactions to her touch.  Almost as much as she enjoyed watching Jerrod fuck them senseless.  Knowing how he made her feel every time they were together as husband and wife.  Only a woman who was with him too could understand and appreciate the real power of Jane.  Especially after she had her way with her.

 

“Would you mind if we tied you up now like we discussed?”

 

Jessica had picked up some habits and desires that the brilliant young woman hadn’t figured out how to control yet.  All based upon the excitement she felt when completely out of control.  And the danger of Bondage suited her new nature perfectly.  Unable to make any decision about how her own body could or would be used and sometimes?  Even by who.  A suitable penance for what she had done to Ron.

 

There was also an affinity for much older men with Big cocks.   Most of whom were very married men she found somewhat reprehensible.   Nasty old fuckers who had no right touching a woman of her quality without paying the enormous sums they eventually would for her time.  Jessica’s habits had become obsessions, and the only way she could break the chain was to finally face her demons. 

 

“Please do.” She replied.

 

Jane used the woman’s verbal cue to slap her Jessica’s pussy with her open hand roughly.  Eliciting a shriek from the unexpected blow.  And releasing a calming thought into her head.  She wasn’t afraid of pain.  On the contrary, she welcomed it.  Jessica’s fear was of her weakness of sin.  Feeling that she may still owe a debt to Jane for removing her Father from her life years ago.  And wondering if under the stress of the pleasures or torture she would feel compelled to admit it.   And be in no position to defend herself. 

 

“You liked that a little too much.  I think we have a winner hun.”

 

Jane began roughly exploring Jessica’s insides as she spoke to her husband and noted his cock’s appreciation of her work.  It stood tall and mighty like a Mandingo Warrior’s staff.  Ready to fill her when she asked. 

 

Jane began to attach the spreader bar to the ankle cuffs already fastened around each of Jessica’s legs.  And Jessica started regress immediately into her submissive self.  Where she was both most comfortable and deadly.  Feeling the areolas on her chest pucker up as Jane began to pinch them hard between her fingers and kissing her in the same manner simultaneously.  As she began to fall back onto the floor unable to both keep her balance as well as protect the sensitive nubs.  That was the moment she knew the night’s games had begun.  And decided to use her elbows instead to allow her new Mistress access to her swollen breasts. 

 

“And she is a quick learner.”  Jerrod chimed in. 

 

Jerrod then stood and walked to the table behind her.  Opening a draw, she was unable to see in her current state.  Jerrod began to kneel on the floor opposite Jane.  Balls and dick sitting directly in front of her forehead.  Just beyond the reach of her wanting tongue. 

 

“Eat her pussy again lover.”

 

Jerrod reached out and dragged the bar with one hand.  Curling the woman up in a semi-ball and lifting her up into the air slightly.  Allowing his wife to dig into the young snack with no limitations!  Jessica’s hands reached out and around Jerrod’s thighs and clutched his ass forward.  Allowing her mouth and tongue access to at least one side of his stick.  Which she flicked her tongue at wildly.  It was a position she couldn’t remember ever being in before and combined with the expert licking she was receiving from Jane?   Jessica felt another Orgasm welling up inside of her body.  This one more powerful than the last!  Jessica felt herself dripping down.  Outside of the folds of her beautiful and recently underused pink pussy.  Between the folds of her ass and spread around liberally by Jane’s tongue occasionally.  Until it felt so good?  Jessica thought that she would erupt all over her face like she had on Jane’s  Father’s long ago.    The thought alone fueling her wanton feelings.

 

“Fuck her babe.”

 

Jessica felt the plug being pushed into her tiny ass as Jerrod pulled the Bar closer to him.  Exposing it a bit more.  She hadn’t seen him pass his wife the tool and screamed in pain as she began to work the tool around inside of her.  Jessica’s Orgasm had been thwarted by the thickness of the toy stretching her ass.  But she wasn’t complaining about how she felt at all! 

 

“I think she likes it.”

 

Jane began to nibble at her clit whenever she parked the plug inside of Jessica in a way no man ever had tortured her before with his mouth.  Knowing exactly how to play with her hardened, exposed puffy piece.  Alternately licking and biting the pleasure point into a state of euphoria and to the precipice of her pain’s limits.  She felt relieved when the couple flipped her over onto her knees and began to take turns spanking her.  After finally cuffing Jessica’s hands together, behind her. 

 

This went on for almost an hour until Jessica could feel her ass relax around the plug and a different sensation began to build inside of her.  One that Jane knew all too well.  After being teased and pleasured.  Tortured and taken to the edge.  Nothing short of a good, vigorous fucking by Jerrod’s ten inches would sate her!  She was well past the point of taboo or concern and only wanted one thing.  And when the plug was released from her as, she just knew it would be next!  As long as she begged for it. 

 

“Can I have some more cock, sir.”

 

Words that usually got Jessica exactly what she wanted fell on deaf ears.  Until Jane answered. 

 

“You mean my cock?”

 

Jessica was so used to dominate men having their way with her.  It never occurred she would have to defer to a woman to sate her appetite.  But in her horny state?  Jessica didn’t hesitate to mirror the request to Jane.

 

“Mistress Jane.  Can I have some more cock please.”

 

Jane looked at the woman angrily now.  Her bare pussy pulsing inside of her firm body as she considered the request. 

 

“You haven’t even tasted my pussy yet.”

 

Pulling a chair from the corner of the room.  Jane sat down on the edge of it as she grabbed the slightly younger woman’s hair and pulled her face into her snatch. 

 

“You think I am going to let a bitch like you come in my house and take what’s mine?  And not be properly compensated for it?” 

 

Jane spread her legs wider as she pulled Jessica in closer.  Jumping as the desperate young woman darted her tongue into Jane as deeply and quickly as possible. 

 

“Just like a fucking Freshman.” 

 

Jerrod sat in a chair on the other end of them both.  And as Jessica’s round ass circled and full tits hung down?  He was playing with both as well as occasionally usingJessica’s own juices to keep her asshole moist and ready for his fingers to invade.  Mixed in with the occasional hard smack.  Jessica was beginning to enter into her own happy place.  Where pain and pleasure become one without any risk of thought interfering!  Her penance would be over soon.  And she could leave this all behind her?

 

“Fuck this murderous bitch like the dog she is baby.”

 

Jessica hadn’t heard every word clearly that night.  Especially with her ears pinned between or underneath one or the other of her host’s thighs!  But she knew that perhaps she was in real danger as she felt the knob of Jerrod’s bulging dick touch her anus and push right through any resistance.  Even as she screamed for him to stop. 

 

Jane had wrapped Jessica’s hair in her fist and lifted her head until the two women were face to face. 

 

“Did you really think I didn’t know who you are or what you did?”

 

Jerrod began to push harder and deeper into Jessica.  Causing twenty times the pain as the type she had enjoyed earlier in the evening.  When he was tightly inside of another of her orifices.  When he finally slammed himself as far as he could go Jessica began to drool from her mouth.  The pain was so exquisite! 

 

“It’s going to be a week before anything enters your pussy again. If even then.” Jane continued.

 

Slapping the woman across the face paled in comparison to the damage Jerrod was inflicting with each stroke!  Her body felt like it was being split in two!  Even if it did feel delicious to be in such exquisite pain!  As Jessica looked into her tormenters eyes, she could see her Jane’s father embedded in them.  Watching her shamelessly get fucked in the ass like the many times he had watched Jessica’s mother endure the same at the hands of a stranger.  And finally, she understood why.

 

“How did you know?”

 

As the words left her lips,  she at the same time realized the answer.  Her mother, Irene.  That weak bitch probably confided her feelings about what really happened to Ron to Jane!  And why wouldn’t she?  This was the most exquisite torture Jessica had ever experienced in her short but satisfying exploration of the BDSM world!  Her slut mother would probably say anything exposed to these two!

 

“Why did you do what you did?” Jane asked.

 

Jerrod was beginning to tire of holding back but, he knew he couldn’t let his wife down and cum in her yet.  She needed to be interrogated further.  And his black cock and the texts between them indicating that Jessica was a willing participant meant she couldn’t claim she was forced to do anything.  But once the sex ended?  Whatever else happened between the three of them would probably not be the consensual affairs the two of them customarily engaged in. 

 

“If you let Jerrod cum in me I will tell you everything.  Please, Mistress!  The pain is too much but, I can’t stop myself from cumming!”

 

“No.  You are fucking pathetic!  How did my father ever let his guard down with a pain slut like you.”

 

The feeling of pain had subsided so much Jessica began to push back onto the intruder in an attempt to massage his cum from him less willingly but, to no avail.  All she did accomplish was another Orgasm.  And a laugh from the two of them at her feeble attempt.

 

“I am my Mother’s daughter,”  Jessica replied. 

 

The fact Jessica was able to ascertain how she knew what Jane knew only made Jane more determined to coerce a full confession from her.  They both knew it was an admission of guilt and still, both weighed the option of ending this game and charade that consisted of two beautiful, naked white women and one extraordinary BBC was just as important as a dead man neither of the women really liked. 

 

“I will tell you but, not this way.  It’s too fucked up.”

 

Jane’s answer was short and to the point. 

 

“Suck his dick clean after he pulls it out of your dirty asshole.  Or we will have words.”

 

Jerrod came inside of her with a fury!  His balls.  Having been teased earlier erupted in a first spurt which was steady and thick.  Leaving the damaged orifice to marinate and repair itself immersed in his helpfully warm DNA package. 

 

Jerrod held off on his second spurt just long enough to shoot most of it into Jessica’s open, waiting mouth with the rest deposited onto her makeup.  And at that moment?  Jessica felt both exhilarated as well as Humiliated.  With streams of his love juice everywhere on her face and streaming down toward her naked tits as Jerrod used the spreader to flick Jane onto her back to admire his handy work before feeding his dick to her orally. 

 

“Oh…my..god.”

 

Licking and tasting herself on him as cum dripped down her otherwise beautiful face was so demeaning and fulfilling simultaneously, she almost came again!  The sensations of relief were flushing over her body as she framed what she was going to tell Jane next carefully in her head to the best of her abilities.  As any girl who experienced such a powerful series of Orgasms knows? Formulating thoughts was nearly an impossible task at the moment.  And only truth was possible.

 

“I left because Ron tried to take me on my 15th birthday.  He wanted to share me with his friends.  Like my mother”

 

Reaching her tongue down onto Jerrod’s semi-soaked balls and past them onto her perineum.  Jessica could feel no inhibitions holding her back.  No boundaries or Taboos were too dark to explore.  Her tongue reached his hole and began to lovingly lick him hard again as Jane watched.  Still shocked at what she had said. 

 

Jerrod sat down and opened his legs wide to allow the young slut’s tongue access to him.   His flaccid cock slowly stiffening on top of her head as his wife watched.  Silent for the first time.  Was it true?  Could it be possible that the man who had given her life and left her so much money she didn’t need her famous husband at all.  Who encouraged and raised her to be tough and strong.   Was a predator?  She had read his journals but thought them to be so much fiction more than fact.  And had come to the position he would never do to her what was in his journal.  Just the depraved musings of a sexual man.  But Jane knew he was capable of what Jessica claimed and much more.  And she knew in her heart if he had planned it?  Ron wouldn’t have stopped until it was finished.  Jane had never considered Jessica had a reason to do what she did.  Survival.

Jane knew the rest.  The way, he treated Irene and disrespected her husband in his own home on many occasions.  The multiple arranged gang bangs and his sadomasochistic tendencies towards Irene as well as other well-heeled women in their community.  They were all consenting adults and willing participants.  She had resolved already in her mind that he was a deviant and to some, a monster.  For as many women and men sought him out?  He had destroyed five times as many by connection.  Looking at Jessica, she realized that her Father had raised her somewhat to be this way.  Like Jane.  And both women just wanted to be free of him forever.

 

As Jessica completed her thorough cleansing of Jarrod’s hole and began to slide her mouth over his now hardened cock.  Her thoughts of what would happen to her next no longer mattered.  She was free for the first time of the secret.  And if she was never going to leave this room?  Neither would her truth unless Jane decided to carry it with her.  Her childhood had been cut short, and Jessica had lived so much there was nothing she was afraid of in this world or the next.  She only cared for the moment. 

 

“Mistress Jane I am ready for anything you to exact any punishment you see fit.  Including calling the authorities and admitting what I did.  But I need you to understand what your father made me first.”

 

Jane walked over to Jessica and pulled her by the hair off of her husband.  The combination of lust and terror inside of Jessica’s eyes made Jane feel powerful.  But the woman’s sickening display of sluttiness somewhat repulsed as much as excited Jane!  She slapped the engorged tits aiming directly for the nipples and watched as Jessica shook and quivered in response.  So she slapped them again.  And again.  And again until the weight of Jessica’s body was being held up strictly by Jane’s own hand and a head of hair.    

 

“You really don’t care if you live or die do you?  As long as it hurts a little?”  Jane asked.

 

“No Mistress.  I don’t anymore.”  Jessica sadly replied.

 

It was the truth.  In all of the ways, Jessica had been molded and sculpted over the years to be something different than what she had circled back to.  A more reserved version of her own Mother.  Despite the men in her Family’s attempts.  First, by her Father.  Then her Grandfather.  She was doomed to never escape from what her mother Irene and Jane’s father, Ron, had made her witness.  It was a reverse Clockwork Orange.  With the images of men with her Mother becoming more appealing to her subconscious mind over time.  She was being primed her to replace her Mother as his plaything.  Or maybe to join her.  Either way?  Jane recognized that her father had painted Jessica into a corner that eventually she wouldn’t escape. 

 

Eventually, Jessica would have probably ended up being someone’s slut.  Considering her Mother’s hyper-sexual genes the right man would have pulled it out of her like Jerrod had Jane.  But Ron,  Jane’s Father had been psychologically priming her with charms even fully grown women couldn’t resist.  How else could she end up like this?   Tits up in the air and legs spread wide for access.  Wanting to please a stranger as penance is if that was ost of what Jessica had to offer.  It was in Jessica’s panting weakness that Jane felt an emotion she rarely did.  Compassion. 

 

Jarrod looked directly into his wife’s eyes and knew what she was thinking.  Which only made him love her more.  The anger she had felt was no longer justified.  They both knew what her Father was capable of and surmised that had Jessica not acted?  Eventually, Ron would have controlled and destroyed Jessica’s entire life.  To do Jessica harm out of anger would make her no different than him and that was not what Jane or her marriage was about.  Jane knew to keep Jessica against her will would be an act of contrition that was not justified by the circumstance.  Even if Jessica would enjoy it. 

 

“Fuck!”

 

The word was screamed at the top of Jane’s lungs, and she released the woman from her grip.  Allowing Jessica’s face to hit the carpeted floor with a thud.  As her hands were unable to break her fall due to them being fastened behind her back.  Jarrod stood up and immediately went to hug his now sobbing wife as Jessica felt the flush of pain across the side of her face from the fall.  Jessica’s admission had brought a halt to their session with a reality bomb.  And Jane needed to process her motives for being there. 

“I’m sorry.” 

 

Jane released her embrace from her husband and leaned in front of her once more.  Looking deep into Jessica’s eyes once more.  What she saw was not an evil, twisted murderer.  But a kindred spirit and fellow survivor.  They were both in many ways, raised by the same man.  And both had somehow, escaped his clutches only to be brought together now.  A part of Ron lived inside of them both, and it was deviant and somewhat sadistic.  But, it wasn’t in control of either of them anymore.  As Jane kissed her newfound sister gently on the lips this time, she knew she had no choice other than to forgive her.  They needed each other now more than ever.      

 

DOMINOS 6/AVERY

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As the women walked towards the Lounge area off the Dining Room.  Avery noticed how Jane strode so confidently.  The two women.  One more Beautiful than the other were now all grown up.  Owning the room both knew was the sight of their parent’s many sexual trysts a decade ago.  When both women were still children and far different versions of themselves today.

 

The familiarity the ladies shared with the building, and one another made the moment all the more natural.  Except, it wasn’t.  It was the culmination of a long-ago perceived betrayal by Jane.  Never forgotten by Avery.  

 

Unlike the impossible promise between them made in a sapphic embrace, Avery had been too ashamed of to ever recall.  The way their warm breasts and hearts were beating in syncopation of an unspoken promise.  A broken one.  Both women had the right to never see one another again and yet, they were here together.

 

Playing and exploring each other’s bodies.  Exploring one another’s thoughts of reckless abandon, in between passionate kisses.  There was nothing serious about their sex then.  Till their moistest.  Most sensitive and delicate senses ground against one another.  Swirling in a rhythm that bound their flesh together as something more.  During a moment of ultimate weakness.  Jerrod had caused this to happen.

 

In Avery’s mind?  The first time she allowed Jane to tie her wrists together in submission.  It was compounding a mistake.  Even if it did fulfill another need.  Another thing she wanted to try that fueled her nightly sleeping ritual of masturbation by fantasy.  The black box had been well checked by Jerrod.  The lesbian lusts though?  Those had been filled by Jane. 

 

Now over a decade later as both women walked towards the back booth?  Their two husbands stood behind in the next room, talking about a game.  Seemingly unaware of the nooks and crannies of privacy the building allowed.  But not concerned with their departure after Avery’s outburst.  When the two women entered the Backroom to sit at the corner table the men assumed it would soon be worked out. 

 

“Privacy?”

 

One nodded to the other.  The button was pushed by Jane and the table and chairs swiveled into the wall like a TV stage prop!  The Other room with one important thing they both needed now.  A well-stocked bar and stools on the left.  And a King size bed to the right.    

 

“Well, Jane.  Wow!”  Avery stalled and smirked before continuing. “You have done well for yourself!”

 

Avery spoke first.  Like always.  The older sister with the broken wing.  The outward strength portrayed was a lie and a mask.  Ensnaring weaker men attracted to her natural beauty.  Unaware of the type of attention a woman like Avery required to possess completely as a partner.  That Avery’s couldn’t be identified by the nice guys.  You had to be strong to see her. 

 

“Not completely.”

 

Jane responded while her eyes never strayed from her former lovers.  Looking inside them for the gashes and tears Jane knew were there.  If she could heal Avery in one night, she would.  But the wounds weren’t so easy to locate on the stranger that Avery was today.  Even for Jane, who once knew Avery’s Body and Soul so well. 

 

“I didn’t get anything that I wanted but, I got almost everything.” 

 

Jane spoke in a measured tone while reaching out to caress the head and face of her first love.  Afterward all Jane could do was react with a facial expression of hurt.  As Avery recoiled from her touch and immediately moved behind the unfamiliar but, fully stocked bar.

 

“So.  I am supposed to think after all of these years that you never ‘intended’ to not only fuck.  But marry the guy I loved?  And didn’t use me to do it?”  How exactly did that happen anyway, Jane?” 

 

Avery reached for two glasses in an attempt to hold onto her emotions the best that she could.  Putting the cold ice into both glasses and pouring two fingers of scotch like an experienced bartender.  She was angry.  But composed herself well before continuing to speak.

 

“You.  You, Jane, were always making plans.  Always fixing broken things.  How exactly did you fix Jerrod to marry you?”

Avery handed the glass of Cognac to Jane after never asking whether or not she wanted it.  She was assertive.  Reliving the moments ago feeling of finally cutting loose!  On her husband.  The weak fucker.  Jerrod for thinking she ever wanted to see him again!  And especially this bitch Jane!  Avery could feel her breasts swelling with excitement with each new defying word!  As she walked and sat on the edge of the Bed across from Jane and noticed her lovely breasts and the shadow of nipple across the front of her dress.  Jane wasn’t so plain anymore!

 

“Or did you plan to save your heterosexual virginity for Jerrod too?  Since we both know you are the original Butch lesbian.  No matter how much you dress yourself up like a Princess.  What a fucking waste! Just like this fuck room!  Why are we here?  Of all places!  Did you just want me to see that it exists?” 

 

Jane knew what she meant.  This room.  This building had been owned by her father with the secret purpose that only select members of the community were allowed to know about.  It was a part of a Private membership held only by a few men of the community who knew it existed.  And most of the community’s women.  There was another house which was better known and off the grid a bit.  But this room?  Was legendary.

 

Jane and Avery’s fathers in their time were two of the men.  With Jane’s father through a series of holdings being the legal owner of this building until his death.  When it reverted to Jane.  Her selfish Dad certainly knew wanted the story to end with him.  But the secrets held within these walls were immense to be destroyed.  Here, they remained captive. 

 

“I inherited this place.  From my father when he passed.  It wasn’t a choice.  And according to more than a few people, it also wasn’t the original intent.”

 

“You could have sold it. Why keep it?  You barely live here.”  Avery responded.

 

“And pass up an opportunity?”

 

Jane moved closer to Avery but this time, stopped short of offering condolences and picked up the drink she had poured for her.

 

“I found my Father’s diary in this room.  His book of dirty deeds that were over a decade long and still growing when he died.  It was everything that we believed it was.  And more.”

 

“Then why keep it?”

 

“Because its mine.  I own it.  And I don’t give anything away. That is where we are different Avery.”

 

In turning her back for the first time from the conversation.  Jane gave the woman her first clue that the communication between the two of them would not be one-sided.  Avery could see the muscles clearly developed in Jane’s open-backed dress and the recognition of the years gone by came rushing through.  Jane was a strong woman.  Nothing like the girl who serviced Avery all those years ago she remembered.  Always with a loving touch and kind word to soothe Avery’s, broken heart.  Jane wondered what her touch was like now.  Even as she needed to continue her angry pretense for answers.

 

“If you would have taken the opportunity to invade your Father’s inner sanctum and discovered what I had?  Written in my Father’s own hand?  You probably would have sold the place.  But then again, your Dad was just an average deviant.”

 

“Fuck you. Plain Jane.”

 

The name the girls used to call her in High School rolled out of Avery’s mouth as if she had created it.  But hit the wrong mark.  As Avery would soon find out.  

 

“I was going to say I’m sorry about how things worked out and explain everything.  But now?”

 

Jane smacked Avery with an open hand harder than anyone ever had!  In fact?  It was the first time she could remember being smacked anywhere other than on her bare bottom and the force startled her off of one heel.

 

“You always thought you were better than everyone.  Especially Jerrod.  You think he would ever marry a truly average woman with Tits and no substance?  You never loved him!  You loved getting fucked!”

 

With that?  Avery lunged at Jane with a fury she never knew she had inside of her!  Swinging and flailing her arms and legs in the direction of the Jiu-jitsu expert in an awkward manner.  Hitting Jane in her arms repeatedly.  Each blow never reaching its destination and just as quickly?  Avery felt her breath being restricted by an arm across her throat.

 

Jane had maneuvered herself behind Avery and somehow, twisted her in a way that she had lost the free will to replenish her lungs.  Unable to breathe as Jane’s free hand held Avery’s breasts close to her body in her hands.  She felt a slight pinch but was losing consciousness and couldn’t tell if it was her imagination and odd arousal at being overpowered?  Or Jane exerting her free will over Avery who was slowly losing strength.

 

“You always thought you were big shit.  In control of everyone and everything because of these perfect tits.  Your perfect mouth.  Your perfect ass.  You little spoiled bitch!”  Jane sort of snarled.

 

“Let me go…”

                                                                               

Avery spoke as she squirmed against Jane’s strength to no avail.  And as the blood began to flow slower and slower into her brain and seemingly faster and harder into her nipples and pussy.  Avery started to panic.  Believing that Jane could have other plans in mind and a simple hand into her rapidly soaking panties would be all that required to melt her resistance.  Avery needed to break free.

 

“Apologize, bitch.”

 

Jane loosened her grip enough to allow Avery to catch another deep breath before she answered.

 

“No.  You used me to get close to my Boyfriend.  What type of friend fucks their friend’s ex?  You should be apologizing to me bitch!”

 

Jane hadn’t intended for this to happen but, knew that it was a possibility!    Having hoped for a more peaceful resolution to their issues since Jane never forgot her first lover.  And her Husband’s one-time favorite plaything as well had Jane believing the reunion had so many possibilities.  As well as Avery’s pride.  Jane and was prepared for any possibility.  Especially this one.

 

“I’m sorry you don’t understand what happened.  And.  I wanted to explain it to you.  But I am not sorry. Jerrod is my husband.”

 

With that, she released the woman onto the Bed.  Otherwise, Avery would have dropped to the floor and perhaps hurt her delicate self.  But Jane didn’t want her that way.  She wanted what she always wanted from her conquests. 

 

“And yes.  He is the only man I have ever been with or even want to.”

 

Avery laid on the bed panting, in an attempt to catch her lost breath while Avery walked over to the Bar and fixed two more drinks.  Both women having gulped down their first.  Their Fathers would have been proud. 

 

“Do you remember when we first found out about this place?”  Jane asked.

 

Avery put her head down remembering the story.  There was a girl in her class who told her about it.  A senior like Avery who had approached her after gym class.  Confided in her. Her name was Lynn.

 

Lynn’s father was a gambler but, not a very good one.  Her mother?  Well, she had started out as a good and dutiful wife but came from poor stock, with no family money to speak of.  It wasn’t long before their façade of affluence broke down.  And Dad’s lousy luck was visited upon her Mother who had no intention to go back where she had come from.  At least that was how Avery had described the woman as she began to recall the story Lynn told. 

 

“My parents took me to Amici’s for my 18th Birthday Friday, and it started out as the best night of my life.  Dad encouraged me to do something he always yelled at me about and dress sexy in high heels and a short dress telling me.  You’re a woman now.  So, I dressed accordingly.  Even though it felt strange to have my Dad ask me to sex it up for a family celebration.”

 

Avery remembered Lynn’s voice becoming more playful as she spoke what to her were the most horrible portions of the tale.  And how she had moved closer on the bench towards Avery.  Uncomfortably close as her hand rested on Avery’s thigh and the rest of the girl’s had almost left since it was the last class of the day and most girls chose to shower at home.   

 

“My father said.  I brought you a Mercedes like your friends have.  And you want to go to Dartmouth in the Fall but princess.  I have no money and haven’t had any for a while.  He sipped his Champagne and walked out of the room with tears in his eyes.  And that is when Mom took over.”

 

Avery was reliving the moment.  As silent on the bed as she was in listening to that day in the quiet locker room listening intently as Lynn continued.  Taking off her shirt so her breasts are swinging in the air explaining she was going to shower and drive home and would be willing to drop off Avery too.  If she needed before continuing. 

 

“So, Mom says to me.  Your Father is not a man dear.  I am sorry to tell you this but, he is just a failure and a fraud and hasn’t been taking care of you.  He lost everything years ago, and it is only by being cooperative that we have been able to keep anything.”

 

Lynn continued by asking her Mother what she meant.   

 

“Well.  I convinced My Parker to not Foreclose on the house.  And have been entertaining our creditors every week.  Privately and publicly.  Doing favors for them and providing services for Real men.  Not like your Father.  He is a cuckold dear.  And it is better you hear and experience this yourself and don’t waste your time with Daddy’s hopes and dreams bullshit.  There are so many rich and generous men here willing to pay for your education.  For a price.”

 

“A price?”

 

That was when Lynn said her mother pressed the button under the table, and the booth became the very room the women were talking in now.  Lynn’s hand also began to move up and down Avery’s leg at this point as well.  Coming dangerously close to touching her there.   

 

“Remembering that story turns you on, Avery?”

 

Jane’s voice had brought Avery back into the present.  For a moment she was in her gym shorts.  Pussy lips pressed against her firm athletic panties.  Waiting to be removed from their place by Lynn.  Frozen in place thinking about the degradation she had endured in order to secure a four-year scholarship when all she really wanted was to be normal.  Fuck a couple of guys her own age.  Kiss a few girls she found edgy.  And marry a nice, safe College boy.  Lynn’s tongue swirled across her body and into her mind as Avery wondered if she was now so sex craved telling her no and pushing her tongue away from her twat would drive Lynn to desperation.  Better she lifts her ass off the bench and give her a better angle instead. 

 

Like Lynn believed her mother had.  There was nothing wrong with sex for money.  If the money was significant.  Better a rich whore than a poor one!  But unlike her mother?  Lynn wouldn’t have to apologize or fit in.  Lynn belonged by birth and was still around. 

 

“What does that matter today Jane?”

 

“It doesn’t.  I just wanted to see if any part of the slut that I used to know is still there.  That’s all.”

 

Jane smiled a superior grin knowing the enhancements she had made to the place.  The men who opened this room.  Her father included.  Were a step above savages.  The room was muffled, but back then, they enjoyed the thought of customers being within an earshot of anyone hearing the goings on of the fuck den.  Reveling in one member taking a husband for drinks as another debased his wife on the other side of the wall.  Utilizing blackmail.  Exerting financial dominance and essentially preying on the women in the area.  The men used the club to humiliate other men without them ever knowing. 

 

Jane had eliminated that aspect by changing the acoustics, so the room was now sound proof.  Nothing in?  And nothing out.  No one could hear if Avery protested and the only person who could?  Didn’t care.  Jane’s breasts began to harden in anticipation of living out a long-desired fantasy with Avery.  Willing or not.  

 

“Avery truth is, I miss you.”

 

Jane began to take her shoes off as she spoke.  Sitting directly in front of Avery on the edge of the Bed.  Watching her every move.  Jane started by rolling down her stockings.  Leaving only the slightest of fabrics between her and the chair and dress beneath her bottom.  Before she started unbuttoning that and letting it slide down her shoulders.  Standing to her feet to step through the top of the dress.  Jane stood before Avery in the slimmest of panties and bra set which looked more like a bustier than a brassiere.  Her rock-hard body proof that Jane was now, fully grown.

 

“You were always the best big sister.”

 

Jane began to slide next to Avery on the bed in an extremely aggressive manner.  Her confidence having frozen Avery in place.  Avery didn’t know what she wanted, but she knew it wasn’t to leave!  Her wrists began to ache almost instinctively.  Feeling the invisible rope bindings.  Or cuffs.  But it was what she wanted and not what was happening.  As Jane reached out for them.  Touching fingers on both of Avery’s hands with her own before sliding them down to clamp down on her wrists?  Avery knew whatever happened next that she wanted it to.

 

“Give me a kiss lover and let’s make up.”

 

With that Jane pressed her face against Avery who attempted to feign moving her face away before swinging it back to accept the intruding tongue of Jane!  Pushing through her exceptions and taking away her ability to resist the chance to do two things she always wanted to do.  As Jane mounted her and began to rip Avery’s dress off of her body?  Avery was lost. 

 

Jane was again the dominant one.  She leaned over and watched as her left breast fell directly onto Avery’s mouth.  The same way Lynn’s mother’s had onto Lynn’s as the men.  Jane and Avery’s fathers.  Watched the mother restrain her own daughter.  Lynn had said she wanted not to think about the way her mother’s nipple had tasted inside of her mouth and specifically, on her tongue.  But it was only in her mouth long enough for the cuffs to be attached to her wrists! 

 

The men were taping the whole thing too.  Instructing Lynn’s mother to let her know if she accepted or wanted the scholarship?  She would have to be “enthusiastic.”  The tape would be proof for all time of Lynn’s willingness to use her tongue to please her own mother as she rode her face as if she had done this before.  So, when Jane slid up and placed her own slit over Avery’s wanting mouth?  She knew exactly what to do.  

 

“Ummm.  Have you been eating pussy at school?”

 

Avery began to swirl her tongue around and inside of Jane with an intimate knowledge Jane has missed so much!  This was even better than 18-year-old Jane telling the story of Lynn practically attacking her in the locker room that day while admitting that she had been fucked by her Father and a few older men that night.  All under the direction of Lynn’s own Mother!

 

Now Avery remembered being angry, at first.  Wondering why another girl would tell such a story!  Thinking this was going to get out and Avery would have nothing left.  Only to instead be treated to the most thorough tongue lashing of her life by a thankful classmate.  One who thoroughly enjoyed the harsh treatment she had received at the hands of Ron and the other sexual deviants of the community that night!  Her tongue was showing Avery how grateful she was for her Father!  And that quickly?  Lynn had been forever changed.

 

“Do you remember what you told me about her?  About Lynn?”

 

Jane was now slowly rotating her pussy over Avery’s tongue inside of her wet slit.  Arching her lips to give Avery the chance to speak and participate.  Up until that moment, Jane knew that Avery had no choice.  Curiosity and lack of proper attention as well as the memories of how good sex could be meant she was destined to be cuffed to this bed, given a chance.  But only her words could make it ok. 

 

“That I loved the way Lynn ate me out?”

 

Jane was satisfied Avery was still in there as she resumed her 360-degree rotations over Avery’s stiff and steady tongue.  As she leaned forward to place her ass directly onto her tongue?  Avery began to furiously lick and buck beneath her weight. 

 

“You know you shouldn’t be cumming this way, Avery.”

 

Jane placed her lightning box back over her mouth as Avery slurped at it furiously.  Attempting to catch her breath and Jane’s sweet honey simultaneously through her mouth.  Since her nose was pressed hard against her muff making breathing in anything beyond Jane’s scent an impossible task!

 

“And that is not what I was talking about.”

 

Jane swung around on the bound woman and reached between her legs.  Running her hands up and down Avery’s well-manicured bush.  Teasing her wetness into believing it could have what it wanted.  A tongue or finger.  Some type of constant contact to clear the mess her between her thighs that was quickly building again! 

 

“That I envied her.”

 

Jane pushed 3 fingers into Avery’s hole as she told her.

 

“See.  No one knows you like me.”

 

Avery was going to get what she wanted but first?  Jane wanted her to herself.  That was the deal.  As she began to lick and suck Avery’s pussy and clit Jane offered Avery what she really wanted. 

 

“Rim my ass then slut.”

 

The two women remained that way in one form or another for the next 30 minutes.  Avery cumming harder than she had in years.  Knowing she could finally be her true self!  Cuffed and controlled.  Without any responsibility or ability to stop anything that would or could happen!  She pulled at the restraints with each new orgasm as it built up inside of her before being set free.  And reveled in the comfort so much, she forgot about the time and the fact she hadn’t come alone!  The sound of the booth turning let her know that someone else had entered the room but, she couldn’t see who from the sides of Jane’s round behind.   She began to struggle a bit more against her bonds when Jane sat straight up, on top of her again.  Covering her eyes now. 

 

A pair of familiar hands grabbed each leg until both were like her hands, both bound apart.  This time in sleeves above her ankles.  

 

“Don’t worry babe.  I am going to stay right here.”

 

Jane’s voice reassured Avery that no matter what?  Avery was going nowhere.  She was dominant and more than capable of controlling Avery in ways only she had.  But the pressure she felt between her thighs was another reminder of the past. 

 

The bulb was round and hard, and Avery could feel her gap widening with its push forward.  As the knob slipped inside of her body.  Avery knew it was Rod.  And a tear began to form inside of her eyes.  She didn’t know whether it was because of the reunion of their two bodies?  The Lover Jane, sitting directly over her.  Leaning into what she could now see was Jerrod’s ebony, full-grown chest to kiss those soft lips as he began a rhythm inside of Avery?  Sadness?  Or the pure joy of knowing she was going to cum again.  This time harder and all over her long-lost Rod!  Avery knew all along something like this was what she wanted to happen.  But she never believed for a second that it would!   

 

“We wanted to say we were sorry together,”  Jerrod spoke.

 

The three of them.  Together again and for the first time moved in unison.  Jerrod tunneling his way through Avery’s nerve endings with his massive cock.  Her screams muffled by Jane’s slippery nest over her mouth.  And Jane’s mouth locked on the lips of her husband as her banged his ex-girlfriend beneath them both!  It has worked like a charm as Fred was in another room being distracted by the waitress.  Her instructions to keep him tied up until they all get there.  Together.

 

Beneath the Pope’s Avery bucked and crowed until all she could do was lay there as Jane took her cuffs off her wrists and then, her legs.  Jerrod climbed up between them.  Stopping to kiss her lips.  Tasting the familiar scent of his spouse upon them. 

 

“I missed you, Avery.”

 

Her hips shook as Avery’s leg lifted onto the bed.  Encircling his cock between her hips.  Rising and falling with each deliberate stroke of her honey hole!  Her head shook each time Rod would hit bottom and push a bit further.  Through the rebuilt nerves once originally assaulted over a decade ago.  Avery began to Orgasm over and over again as Jerrod began to cum inside of her!  Feeling the pressure of his spurts mixed with her own she suddenly pushed up and him off of her while saying.

 

“My mouth.  Please put it in my mouth.”

 

As Jane replaced Jerrod’s stick with her tongue in Avery’s subservient mouth.  She continued licking and sucking the woman to an extended Orgasm.   Jerrod gave Avery his choco stick.  Placing the nearly spent monster onto her wanting tongue.   Just like old times.  As Avery thought about Lynn.  The young girl who was always a bit adventurous eating her pussy in the shower.  If anyone had seen them they certainly hadn’t stopped to intervene!    It was as out of control as an 18-year-old as Avery ever felt.  Even with all of the times Jerrod and Jane had tied her up or masked her eyes from what was coming next.  As she began to Orgasm once again under the influence of the Pope’s Avery understood why Jane hadn’t sold the place before falling asleep.

 

     

DOLLED/Pt II

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     Ever since Shari had met Daniel, her life had become a series of exciting events best compared to almost out of control!  Looking at herself differently than a month ago or, even last week!   The things that used to matter to her such as social status or working to impress her girlfriends didn’t anymore.  Shari transitioned from career girl to company woman seamlessly.  Spending the majority of her time in gyms, or classes mixed with the occasional shopping spree.  Shopping the only subject, she wasn’t accustomed to that interested the woman at all!  The other two always wore her out.

     Two weeks ago, Shari received a notice from her apartment management company informing the woman of receipt of funds.  Her advance rent payment for the next two years in cash recorded.  On the same day, HR called her in at work informing her of her “promotion” to the management consultants division!  Shari had never heard of the department before but was familiar with the name of the department manager as one of the men Daniel had recently introduced her to.  The change meant she would be “on assignment” and reporting to the office she was informed was no longer required.  There would be a quarterly progress meeting in which objectives would be set, and payments doled out.  1/4 salary + any expense claims submitted.  A Corporate Black Card to use for expenses to avoid any fee claims to be requested.  And a firm handshake from her lady boss.  Some of the company’s, high-level employees started here, and Shari knew she would make the most of everything.  Every opportunity to shine Shari wanted to take advantage of.  

     She adjusted to the freedom quickly, even if she did miss the ‘grind’ of the NYC subway’s early morning commute. Shari’s eyes had been opened to the how the question of the way the world worked. There was no way to get them to close again!  She looked at herself in the mirror and acknowledged she was still hot at 26 and determined to get the most out of life while she could!  Standing at  5’5 with the same dangerous curves as her fully Latina mother, her body had settled in now.  Her ass naturally curved up into the air as if inviting men to enter while cradling her slim waist.  Shari’s breasts consisted of matching round, almost C cup breasts that held nipples so sensitive to the elements; they appeared to be perpetually hard!  They were perfect in shape, and dimension most women swore she had work done, but she hadn’t.  Shari was just a dynamic woman whose sex appeal was undeniable and sex drive until recently had been underutilized at work.  Not anymore, she thought as she headed three doors down towards the gym.

     Being half-Irish on her attorney father’s side meant Shari’s eyes were as green as Emeralds.  He had met and impregnated her then unmarried mother when she was his underaged housekeeper.  After he had divorced his college sweetheart, he married Shari’s mother Eva who for her part, never looked back.  If anything, her mother had always warned her about becoming like her Spanish cousins.  All sluts she had described them as while keeping her away from “that side” of the family, not wanting her daughter being influenced by their “whorish, ghetto ways.”  The same ways Eva had learned that resulted in Shari’s very existence and Eva’s affluence!

      Shari for her part though saw through her mother’s bullshit.  Always rebellious and being from a different generation than her mother, Shari didn’t let social or political views get in the way of her sexual needs once she reached college.  At her father’s alma mater, Shari would date and bring home black football or basketball players during extended breaks, calling them her ‘boyfriends.’  She knew her father would accept this behavior with open arms being a big-time University booster, and she loved flaunting these studs in front of her mother! 

     Her father encouraged recruits to fuck his daughter in the home while her mother was forced to hold her tongue behind their thin walls.  She could complain privately about the inappropriateness of it all, but Shari’s father didn’t care!  Most of these players would be professionals and knowing them in the future would boost his profile!  The whole thing for four undergrad years and two more graduate years transformed Shari into the woman now mounting the exercise bike who always arrived ready for action!

     Well into her 20’s, she would bring home 18-year old freshman to fuck around their house driving her mother crazy while boosting her father’s profile to legendary heights.  Throughout six years, Shari had graduated from fuck doll to teacher to friend of the Athletic Department in Academia herself.  Her envious mother just called her slut and puta.  Shari didn’t care because what little girl doesn’t want to please her Daddy who cut the checks while continuing to pay both of their bills!  And she liked sex.    

     Shari felt terrible for her mother because she knew the truth about her and would soon let the older woman know as well.  But that is another story.     

     Shari’s had always thought about those college years as being the best times of her life!  She met her first “boyfriend” on a recruiting weekend and remembered fondly bringing him back to her dorm to give him a taste of college life, meaning her sweet freshman pussy!  Shari rubbed her crotch against the exercise bike she now rode.  Remembering his long, pink tongue fondly as it had explored her wet pussy!  It was implied and sometimes insisted on the female hostess to “Show the High school boys a good time!” so they would want to play for the school in the fall.  Shari had every intention of helping her school and making her Daddy proud by getting a good report from her recruit!  But even Shari knew having his mouth and tongue kiss and caress her dripping wet pussy had been a bonus!  She had never met a guy who didn’t expect her to go down on him first but again; she did have limited experience with boys until then.

       As his tongue moved back and forth, Shari recalled how sure she felt some lucky cheerleader at home must have taught him well!  She remembered his black head moving back and forth in opposition to his tongue as he brought her to orgasm after orgasm that day.  Using the advantage of being a college girl to persuade him to keep his talented tongue working her swollen clit.  Bending her over the edge of her dorm bed, slamming his 7’ dick inside her pulsating young cunt!  It was the proverbial cherry on top of a horny young woman encouraged to cum for her father!  And Jeremiah’s black dick was the first and biggest she’d experienced to date, but not since.

For all of her willingness to explore sex, Shari had been relatively inactive and was not the as promiscuous as her classmates, preferring to keep her pussy to herself.  A knock on the door from the now famous, cute Quarterback to collect the recruit changed that.  Shari quickly became a team bonding experience and as she recalled the threesome Shari’s pumping of her exercise bike at a sharp pace became grinding of her barely covered pussy into the seat!  She was cumming with less intensity than that day as she looked around at the gym to see if anyone noticed her unorthodox riding and reaction to completing the toning part of her workout alarmed any other members.  It was spasmodic by comparison to the average result of riders after their regimens were complete.  But their workouts weren’t filled with Shari’s thoughts either.

       Those experiences introduced and ignited her desire to be the slut her mother warned she was capable of becoming.  At least some of the time.  She remembered feeling ashamed for a day afterward, thinking about what her mother would say!  If she ever found out she had been sucking on the school Quarterback’s big white meat while a black High schooler fucked her virgin ass sore!   The quarterback was calling an audible and stuffing his 9 inches into her tight twat.  Filling her with more dick than she had ever imagined while all she did was pant for more!  She knew her aunts and cousins would do anything to pass the day, but until then, she never understood why!  By the time her father called and told her he was sending her to Jamaica for a 3 Day weekend and not to worry about her Monday classes, she was over it!  Jeremiah had signed the letter of intent and mentioned her by name as a primary reason why.  The University loved her now.

     As she showered in the open area, Shari washed her privates carefully and exclusively.  She soaped her manicured patch to perfection as a blonde woman came aside her and turned on the shower directly next to hers.  The same woman who attempted to chat her up last week which her friend had told her about.  A married woman who trolled the gym for woman for hookups.  Shari looked at her and smiled before sneering at her naked body, letting her know she was about to get what she wanted!     

     Shari ran her hand across the stranger’s body before grasping her hand, pulling the wet woman into the sauna.  Closing the door and kissing her wet lips, their bodies rubbed together slipping off one another as the heat rose between them.  Shari leaned back and grabbed the strange woman’s head, pressing it between her thighs!  She loved being eaten out by sexy girls!  Shari had decided to give the woman a chance to please her because she thought about Jeremiah and his fabulous tongue and needed to feel one now!  The gym was notorious for adventures just like this and Shari had a reputation for being involved. They may not have known one another, but the blonde woman knew what to do as she hoped Shari would have picked her weeks ago! 

     Shari lifted her ass off of the seat and pushed the woman’s tongue into the brown button she had just cleaned for her!  The blonde woman’s tongue savored it as Shari for her part, began to verbally assault the ass licking stranger calling her a cunt licker and her “bitch.”  If her husband knew what she was doing, the woman thought he would call her the same!  The danger of being caught by her Conservative husband only intensified the passive woman’s resolve to satisfy Shari quickly!  She was on a time clock knowing he suspected her real reason for working out.  Artful strokes with her tongue became more focused on the goal at hand of making Shari cum again but for her this time.  The thin, blonde woman stuck her tongue as deep as she could into Shari, doing circles before Shari herself removed it from her tingling ass and placed her wet flower on the grateful stranger’s mouth instead! 

     Getting up Shari sneered at the woman who remained seated with her face covered with sex and sweat, pressing her fingers into her vagina begging Shari to return!  In opening the door wide, a clear view of the spent housewife was available to the two women now in the showers who usually worked out there together.  Shari nodded acknowledging their suspicions before resuming her bath under the warm water.  Washing off the sweat and sex so that she makes her lunch date while gesturing towards them to have their turn which upon leaving, she noticed they had!   The sauna door closed behind them and as she exited the locker room area.

     Shari was looking forward to the yearly tradition of sex with her two college lovers and had gotten carried away!  It was always the same at this gym with the women and was one of the advantages of membership.  Quickies.  Looking at her phone she recognized both of her former lovers; both professionals now had texted her requesting she come by earlier for the yearly reunion.  She listened to the desperate man at the front desk describing the blonde woman she had just left exactly to the receptionist. 

     “I think she’s in the sauna.” She volunteered before continuing on her way. If she would have received them earlier, maybe he would have a chance of collecting his wife.  Now she was sure he would be waiting quite a while.    

    

    

     It is a charmed life.

 

UP TO SPEED

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From the back, the man reminded her of her Science Teacher.  The one that she had tried to seduce precisely 10 years ago, to no avail.  Telling him, he was already compromised by returning her hot, unsolicited texts with his own salacious retorts either way.  He was older but, there was no mistaking those lines and that ass!   Mandy had been more than anxious to let him fuck her, and she always got what she wanted!  Especially the older and supposedly smarter faculty in her Private School.  In pretending to be someone else to entrap him Mandy assumed she would gain the upper hand.  And her offer was a simple trade for the grade with a bonus!  Getting her tight snatch getting pummeled in the process and he would never be able to tell a soul.  She remembered like yesterday. 

“My tight, white, pink snatch.” As she raised her skirt over her hip.  Unveiling her pantyless, tightly shaved hole and moist, shiny lips to the light.  For a passing grade. 

The fact that he passed on the chance to invade and use her younger, more eager body was something she Mandy never had forgiven or forgotten.  It had delayed her gratification as well as her dirty schoolgirl fantasy!  Something that had never happened before or since.  But, the way he had turned the tables on her that day left a lasting impression.  Because he laughed. 

“Have you ever handled a Black cock?”

Turning his back to her offer so coolly, she was embarrassed to even speak!  Mandy recalled her legs arching backward and her ass arching into the air at his unexpected, dirty worded response!  As if he had inserted two fingers inside her to tease!  Her other Instructors would have begged for the opportunity to bang her pussy raw!  Her Math A was a result of her letting Mr. Smith go down on her for hours of After-School credit!  Same with the gym and Mrs. Velez.  But she never offered to fuck any other Male faculty member for grades!  She didn’t have to since she was a naturally brilliant student.  It wasn’t her fault that school bored Mandy to distraction!  It was up to her own imagination to find challenges.

“Sit on my desk, Mandy.” He commanded.  “And open your legs wide, so I can see what you are offering.”

Mr. Warren had walked to the door to lock it and was talking to her as he taped paper over the window.  Blocking the view from the Hallway so no one could see in. 

“Samantha, right?  Those text messages from the dirty whore I met online.  That was who you were pretending to be?” 

Mandy had moved closer to the door and gleefully had one leg astride the desk table.  But upon hearing his revelation of knowing her plan, she began second-guessing her initial intentions.  Mandy knew he would be in his classroom because Mr. Warren always stayed late.  Fixated at his desk until right after the first late Bus only Scholarship students ever took home.  If she timed him right, she could be alone with him in a Deserted High School Classroom.  Finally feeling what she viewed bouncing against his Khakhis all Semester!  She had a foolproof plan.  But she needed the bait.

The naked pictures of her Mom were precisely that.  She was built like Mandy but, more mature.  Mom’s Tits were rounder and her Ass, plumper but Mandy figured, that’s what a Black man would probably like.  It wasn’t hard to get them since her Mother was divorced and kept them on her Computer to send to Men for hookups.  She was a horny woman.  Too horny to be alone. 

“Problem is.  I recognized your Mother’s pictures.  I have some others of her I would like to show you.  Hell, maybe even the world.  If you don’t do as I say.  Now on the desk and those legs wide.  I want to see that hot pussy Mrs. Velez is always raving about!”

Turning around, Mandy’s eyes became affixed on the Most Beautiful Black Cock she had ever laid eyes on!  And her 1st in real life!  Startled by its beauty, Mandy hardly heard her Teacher’s words as he helped her onto his desk.  Reaching out to touch it, Mr. Warren smacked her hand and face hard enough for it to sting as her young areolas swelled her 34C’s with blood. 

“You are a student.  Any sexual touching between us would be inappropriate.” He said.

Taking her Reddish blonde hair in her head and pulling her face back, Mandy found her head tilted back while she lay prone on a desk.  Her hands were quickly zip-tied behind her back.  While Mr. Warren put a grasped her neck and pulled out his phone.  Mandy remembered feeling completely helpless as Mr. Warren pulled out his phone and presses a button on his desktop, opening a file of photos that her own mother was the star of! 

There pictures of the two of them together.  In this classroom in the exact same position, Mandy she was in now!  From the look of the classroom, it was probably Parent/Teacher night.  What Mandy had been purposefully doing badly in his class and Mom wanted to know why.  And from the series of pictures that followed, she apparently found out!  Seems as if Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree!

Mandy recalled how wet she got too!  Ashamed at seeing her own mother, sucking her teacher’s cock before she got the chance made her jealous, angry, and hot at the same time!  By the time the Video began, she was absolutely squirming on the desk! 

That was when Mr. Warren stuffed her pussy rudely with a vibrator!  Mandy began to cum all over the hard surface as her eyes never left the screen.  Watching as her Teacher took turns fucking her mother’s pussy and mouth before cumming on her dress!  That was when it stopped abruptly and resumed with more video of her sucking that beautiful black cock!  Mandy kept cumming to the hum of the vibrator.  Smaller than the dick she was looking at but was unable to guess it’s size!  She had no comparables. 

Mr. Warren had grinned at her plight and let the vibrator slide from between the young girls’ legs at the time.  Sitting in his chair, he spoke to her in a way no person ever had.  And she still remembered to this day.

“Your Mother has already secured your grade in exchange for a stern talking to you.  You almost blow your placement and had I been a mean person, I would flunk you.   I had been trying all semester to get your attention when I got your “messages.”  I knew it had to be you since as you see.  I know your mother very well by now.  Do you have anything to say for yourself, before I let her know what you tried to do?

Still startled by the intense vibrations of the electric dildo.  Mandy found herself usually at a loss for words!

“Here is what is going to happen Mandy.  I am going to keep fucking your Mother because she is lonely and your prick. Dad never knew how to properly treat a slut like her.  And by the time you get back from College.  She will be a different woman and, a better mother.  This I promise you.”

Mr. Warren then proceeded to turn the device back on.  Running it up and down her pink lips and sometimes, letting it linger on her clitoris for effect.  His dick sat between his legs in his chair.  Challenging her mouth as it taunted her desire to taste the cool slit on top and cleanse the salty liquid making it glisten in the light.  But that was as close as it got to her body as Mr. Warren didn’t attempt to have her pleasure him at all.  Leaving her confused and questioning her own desirability.  Even as she experienced the most intense Orgasms of her young life! 

“Don’t you want to fuck me?”

Her body was reddened from the flushes of feeling she was experiencing, mixed with the embarrassment of begging for dick for the 1st time in her life!  Her eyes rolled back as the educator teased her swelling mound for the next hour silently.  Stopping only to pull a gag ball out of his locked desk drawer.  In which she glimpsed more zip ties.  A blindfold.  A pair of handcuffs.  And a couple of thin, metal rulers that were the perfect size for a spanking she thought!  After the ball gag was in place, the Blindfold applied, and Mandy found herself entirely at his mercy!   Mr. Warren resumed his position, seated between her legs as he blew hot air over her oversensitized clit.  Before returning to his slow torture of her barely 18 pussy with his buzzing accomplice.

KNOCK KNOCK.

The door opened, and Mandy was momentarily left alone.  Spread-eagled, vibrator pushed into her pussy on the desk facing the door, so anyone entering would surely see her predicament.  She squirmed as she listened to the whispers.  Unable to only moan her displeasure through the girth of the rubber gag stuffed into her mouth.  The slurping sounds being made she was sure were coming from a lucky woman!  Imagining her tasting the end of Mr. Warren’s cock only made Mandy hornier and, more jealous.  She was incapable of anything other than dribbling her nectar onto the Metal Desk, warmed by her grinding ass and wet from her own youthful mists.  Who was there?  What did they want from her?

The video of her Mother had left her helpless to do anything but comply since she obviously couldn’t tell her what happened?  Would she take her word over a 9 ½ Cock that made her Mother scream?  Would she want to?  From the way, she had licked up his every drop from his balls as Teacher had commanded her to do?  Her Mother was a tough nut to crack.  Fucking many men and never once giving the impression of being submissive to anything!  But she had seen what Mr. Warren had done to her and now, it all made sense!  Her Mother had changed recently.  Calmed down and when she left the house, obviously was going to see Warren!  What were the odds? 

“Close your legs, Mandy?”

The vibrator was still placed firmly between her legs as he tied her ankles together.  Lifting both legs directly into the air, Mandy felt a finger that had to be attached to a woman, circling her previously untouched ass! 

“Get it ready?” Mr. Warren said. 

As the foreign tongue began to circle the hole, sending a spasm of vibration through the teen’s body that would have sent the Dildo flying from in between her legs, had they not been folded so tightly together! 

“Mandy as I said.  You have never handled a Black cock and unlike your mother.  I don’t think you are ready for such things.”

She heard the woman laugh and her tongue briefly left the student ass as the slurping noises resumed.  All Mandy could imagine was the woman was once again swallowing his cock!  When she was supposed to be making Mandy squirm again instead! 

“Have you ever even tasted pussy?”

Mandy could hear the smile as the unknown woman straddled her learned face, removing the ball gag and smothering her tongue so she couldn’t answer!  The fresh smell and moistness of the Woman’s skin was a freshly showered smell.  And Mandy’s tongue darted in and out of it as quickly as she could in an attempt to please and well as a gasp for breath!  And in that exact moment, Mandy felt the plug pushing her insides out, and a wave of Orgasm take over her!  She couldn’t breathe but, didn’t need too!

With both holes filled.  A warm, wet, squishy Vagina rolling around her face, and images of her Black Teacher’s Hot cock fucking her Mom running around in her head.  Mandy was in an impossible position!  Even if it was a pleasurable one.  Her tongue found its rhythm around the pussy by imagining and remembering what her gym teacher had done to pleasure her!  Before long, her tongue was rewarded as the woman splashed her approval into her mouth and across her naked tits!  She recognized the gym teacher’s voice as she said her name.

“I taught you well Mandy.”

 As she thanked her for returning the favor.  The teacher licking her own juices from the prone student’s neck and breasts.  Something Mandy never permitted her to do because after all, Mandy wasn’t gay!  It felt so good!  Soft and gentle.  Unlike the Boys she allowed to lets lick her buds before sending them home with Blue Balls.  Mandy’s legs bucked in the air, clenching her pussy tight in a feeble attempt to keep the slippery mechanical lover inside of her as her ass sent waves through her body she never knew they were possible for any woman to have!   This really was not what she planned! 

The teacher bent to kiss her mouth as Mr. Warren had moved behind her.  Their mouths and tongues upside down in between one another, as Mr. Warren began to move inside the woman Mandy knew was a devout woman lover!  Although she couldn’t see what was going on, she knew Mrs. Velez was being fucked by the Science teacher by the increased moans.  Deeper breaths in between their erotic kisses.  And the description Mrs. Velez was giving! 

“His dick is too big for you Mandy.”

Her hands pinching the young woman’s nipples as she herself was being driven intensely into by Warren’s rigid stick.

“And he fucked your Mom too.  Did he tell you?” Mrs. Velez whispered wantonly into the cumming girl’s ear. 

“Answer her Mandy?” Warren said sternly.  “Describe to her what you saw before she came in.  I want to hear what you remember from your studies.”

So she did.  Speaking in detail as the Gym teacher reached between her legs.  Beginning a circular motion with her fingers around the student’s clit.  Occasionally thrusting three of her fingers into her tight hole while whispering.

“You are going to need more room than that to take this black cock, Mandy.  How is the Blackmail cumming by the way?”

Mandy screamed as the older woman twisted her tiny nipples harder than anything she had ever known!  The pain causing Mandy to shriek and cum simultaneously! 

“Just like her mother.” Mrs. Velez said slyly. 

Mr. Warren with that, picked up his pace and from the motion of Mrs. Velez own tits traveling from Mandy’s open mouth down to her stomach, Mandy felt another wave of jealousy!  She knew she had lost control of at least one of her favorite teachers and now, would probably have to be Mrs. Velez Bitch for the rest of the term!  But to not get teased and not fucked was beyond unfair!  As Mandy came for the final time to Mrs. Velez dexterous hand manipulations.  She felt the shivers from the woman on top of her as Warren completed the after-school session, filling the gym teacher’s pussy with cream!  As the plug slipped from her swollen, gaping ass, Mandy felt the relief of satisfaction fill her young body.  Finally, it was over. 

Mr. Warren leaned over her ear and spoke to her for the Final time that year. 

“We are going to forget all about today except, this vibrator.  It is yours now.  Take it with you to College and use it, whenever you get the urge to fuck one of your Instructors for a grade.  From now on.  You will do all of your Assignments on time and earn your grade that your Mother continues to pay for.  And if you don’t.  I will make the rest of your Senior year a living Hell.”

Flipping her defenseless bottom over his knee.  Mr. Warren spanked her naked bottom with a metal ruler for the next 5 minutes.  Making her repeat how she would act in class.  How she would behave at home with her Mother.  Or what he would do to humiliate them both, exposing what dirty sluts they were to whoever would listen if, she didn’t comply. 

His instructions to keep the Vibrator as a gift.  To keep her from ever considering getting her grades any other way than studies and hard work.  When she thought about one of her schemes.  When she wanted to seduce another helpless man.  Remember what happened the last time you tried it and fuck yourself to sleep.  Wake up, and study.  

Mrs. Velez made her a pussy eater until the end of the school year.  Which helped her get into her Sorority in College.  Where she graduated in 3 years before attending the same Medical School, she was now interning at.  A 4.2 student. 

The man on the Coffee line turned and looked at his former student, only recognizing her from the lustful look in her eyes.  She was older now.  But some students are less forgettable than others.  She smiled like the former schoolgirl she was as she approached him carefully. 

“Hello, Sir.”

Sir was what she called him from that moment on.  He had helped her focus and became the only teacher a woman as brilliant as herself could ever honestly have. 

“Hello, Mandy.  I was very sorry to hear about your Mother.  But I hear you are a Dr. now?”

Mandy’s face blushed he knew so much about her!  Her mother had passed away in a Car accident a couple of years ago.  But she had been a much better mother, and Mandy never said a word about what happened.  How could she?  Besides, what would be the point? 

“Thank you, Sir.  It is amazing what you can accomplish when you are put on the right path.  I hope you are still Single?  I mean a Teacher.”

“Of course to both!  There are few things I love molding more than minds.”

She pressed her mature body against his reflexively, accidentally brushing his manhood in the process of feigning an innocent hug, so she could whisper in his ear.   

“I am back home to sell the house and will be here for a few days.  Stop by tonight.  There is something there I am sure Mother would want you to have.”

Mandy suggestively placed his hand on her breast for all to see, not wanting to waste the opportunity with a misguided innuendo.  The woman behind them both gasped at the inappropriate display of affection.  But Mandy didn’t care.  She had been outside the store for hours, waiting to see him!  She wasn’t going to let the moment pass with doubt. 

“Well.  You never did take your Final.  I will be there at 6.”

“I was thinking 7”

Twisting her nipple slightly he smiled.

“Six it is.”

THE QUEEN’S CHAIR

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Anna was used to the routine by now.  Spending every other evening at Jake and Gemma’s house in her Maid’s uniform.  The one she wore to clean their fucking house!  The Garters with no stockings, undergarments, and red heels completed the ensemble.  And the shoes.  They were Louboutin’s of course.  Since Gemma didn’t want cheap footwear worn in her home and sluts should know how to wear heels in every situation, without scratching the floor.  There were standards. 

Anna pulled back her blonde mane into a ponytail, which her husband Phillip hated because he said it made her look like a Milk maid!  Ironically close to the unspoken truth since her nipples were also pinched to exhaustion by the clamps, Gemma sometimes attached to them.  They stood straight as an arrow too.  The clamps had been replaced by more permanent bars her Husband had yet to see, due to her dexterity partially, as well as his normal aversion to sex after fucking his secretary at work!

Her tits constantly throbbed too.  Like when she was pregnant but, different.  Between the red lipstick and consistent fucking Anna was now exposed to Anna was having trouble discerning reality from fantasy.  Behind The Parker’s closed doors, she was experiencing a Different World.  The modifications to her body and routine though suggested it wouldn’t stay that way.  

Her own tits spilled over the top of the uniform and the pain from her freshly pierced nipples had ceded days ago, giving way to a heightened sexual sensitivity and improved perspective.   There were new forced responsibilities around her former friend’s/current superior’s home.  And ridiculously degrading chore list that included internet masturbation time and other slutty masturbatory chores in between actual ones, that were usually recorded somewhere.  But Anna was starting to accept and adapt and slowly, had begun to change.  Even if she didn’t notice when it had happened.

The structure and attention to detail servicing Jake and Gemma provided her a balance in life despite the circumstance, and Anna began to enjoy each day more.  Once she got past the angst of wondering about who the different men came from and instead, started to enjoy the anonymous and strictly submissive encounters at the hands of strangers.  Being assured by Gemma that even though she deserved it, Gemma would never put her health in jeopardy by sending her unclean men.  She was always to be the Dirtiest whore in every room she’d said.  And Anna was supposed to live up to that.

The number of men by now surpassed the totality Anna had been intimate with in a lifetime before this year!  The number of black men alone had jumped from just Jake to 14 in the same time frame!  But despite the vigorous schedule, Anna had somehow learned to keep up.  In some ways, Gemma was now her Best friend again!  Instructing her to drink more liquids since she was cumming a lot each day.  And to relax when facing the pounding of an Anaconda and let it do its work!  There was no escaping it!  And even if her body could move, it would usually be to meet the cadence of the cock’s owner!  Anna was adjusting well.

The first month was the toughest, but Anna quickly learned her days off were the key.  She could sleep after her son was off to school, instead of shopping in Malls and spending her husband’s money.  A well-stocked refrigerator may have been a positive for her husband too, but combined with a declining credit card bill let him know something was wrong.  He also realized Anna had stopped begging him for sex.  Since his secretary usually got first dibs on his cock, it took him a month to notice!  But by then, it was too late.  Anna was no longer just his.

Sometimes two different black men would watch her clean the house and give instructions.  Anna usually hadn’t met them before, and definitely wasn’t supposed to start a conversation.  She was simply told to do as she was told and only object if they put the safety of the home in danger.  All results of sexual contact in the Living Areas were to be swallowed.  No guest was to cum in her pussy or on her uniform.  Only in her mouth.  Anna knew she was being trained as a slut.  But also knew how much her husband hated Jake and Gemma and letting him know what happened with Jake alone would end her marriage!  Jake would never knock on their door Thank God!  But if he did, she would have to answer it and probably, hire a lawyer.

The men would often ask lewd questions about her sex life with her Husband which usually led to what they referred to as the “Fuck by Comparison” test.  The black cocks were all bigger than him, and Phillip wasn’t small at all!  And they were also much more creative in the ways they broke Anna in!  It was a good thing Anna had been a gymnast because many of the positions she had been forced into would have cut another woman in half!  Whereas for Anna, it was just an adjustment. 

Gemma liked to watch sometimes and would direct the men, but mostly to Anna’s detriment.  She had a fascination with watching Anna and especially loved threatening the poor girl with the biggest cocks by having them press their dicks against her tiny asshole as a threat!  But Gemma didn’t want Anna to go home to her husband crippled!  She always instructed the men to pound her pussy hard instead.  And Anna was usually lubed by then, having cum from the feeling of their cocks scarily close to impaling her ass.  There was a time and place for everything, and soon enough, Phillip would learn the truth.  

Whenever Anna was blindfolded she had to rely on other senses. Touch.  Feel.  Sound.  She already knew some of the men she had been with were friends of her husband because she recognized their voices!  Another clue they were different was the usage condoms and lack of anything beyond a vanilla fuck!  One even called her by her name as she recognized his voice as the major investor in her husband’s company and at that point, she came!  He tore off the condom and stuck his seed into Anna’s gaping mouth before exiting without another word and leaving her wondering how long this could go on!

Without the nipple clamp, her Mistress would attach to her clitoris before each ‘safe’ encounter, she would never be able to even get moist for these “men.”  She craved to feel their skin against hers, and the condoms only made her hump against them harder and harder in search of relief!  Using her well-developed cunt muscles to squeeze the men dry in hopes a real man would come in next and fuck naked box, only to be disappointed and brought to the edge once more.  Gemma had learned the subservient woman’s body well and made sure Anna would go home with a belly full of swallowed cum and nothing more! 

The first time Anna went home and used her favorite vibrator until her batteries wore down and she was forced to fall asleep!  The second time Gemma set her up with appointments, though, Gemma gave her an envelope full of money and a note to buy a bigger vibrator! How did she know?

Anna had learned from Gemma’s rants about Black Superiority in sexual matters what was being done to her.  She had read about it on the Internet.  About how some women only sleep with Black Men like Gemma.  And she never really understood what that was all about and honestly, was attracted to Jake because she knew he had a big cock!  Not because it was black!

But these weeks had taught her that even if they didn’t ALL have big dicks, the ones she now knew did!  Anna was starting to feel less pressured and more comfortable with the circumstances and surroundings.  She was no longer the unwilling participant.  And she was sorry about what she tried to do to her friend’s marriage.  When Anna woke up, she decided she wanted to change.

“Gemma.  Hi.  Can we meet for lunch today before I come by?”

“Who is this?” Gemma asked surprised at the tone of the call because of course, she knew who she was. 

“Gemma?  Mistress, please.  I am so sorry, and I know this is disrespectful.  Me talking to you.  But I may want out of our arrangement.”

“What?  There is no out!”

“Unless I tell my husband.  Then you have nothing to hold me with.”

Gemma laughed. 

Gemma had considered this day would come, but surprised it was so soon!  She understood Anna now better than the woman herself.  Anna barely bristled when requested to do the dirtiest things with hung strangers just to get to their cocks.  She also knew Anna had enjoyed most of her chores.  Especially too because Anna always had before marrying Jake!  And she definitely knew Anna didn’t give a fuck about her husband! 

Gemma could learn a lot from watching other people have sex.  What they were REALLY like was on display which was why she never missed a minute!  The thought of losing Anna was awful because she would have to destroy Anna’s husband before she wanted to.  So she decided to take another tact.

“Sure Anne.  We can have lunch like the friends we used to be and the usual restaurant.  But on one condition.  You dress appropriately.”

Anna knew what that meant.  No undergarments at all.  A sheer top that would show off her pierced nipples.  Short skirt.  High heels.  In a restaurant, they both frequented the outfit could cause quite a social scandal!  But Anne heard her voice respond in kind almost immediately.

“Yes, Mistress.”

There was always going to be a price for freedom.  As Anna walked into the Restaurant, Gemma’s interest piqued because of how she was dressed.  It wasn’t the outfit, but the added accessory.  A leash attached to the throat affixed to a collar, which she presented to Gemma in her hand before she sat as a sign of submission.  She stood in the vestibule impressed with Anna’s boldness!  Especially for such a social climber to present herself this way publicly!  Gemma knew she had changed.    

“I was wrong Mistress Gemma.  And I am sorry I was dishonest with your husband.  I am willing to do anything you want to make amends.”

Gemma’s response was a sharp dagger into the woman’s eyes which ironically, made Anna wet.  The thought crossed her mind that Gemma would spank her ass good for putting their “relationship” on display and Anna was getting eager to get to the result! 

“Cmon.  You can tell me all about it at home.” 

Gemma tugged at the leash, pulling her friend into the backseat of her car before driving them the 2 miles to Gemma’s home.  There were no words.  Just an awkward silence as they walked through the door and into the Living Room. 

“Take off my clothes.” Gemma barked.

Anna hadn’t been with a woman only once.  When Gemma forced herself upon her that the first time.  Gemma preferred to masturbate while she satisfied others and sometimes, spank her ass while talking to Anna about how much of a slut she had been.  But Anna did think about Gemma’s sweet snatch rubbing across her face almost daily, so her eagerness was hard to hide.  When all of Gemma’s clothes were gone, she immediately dropped to her knees and attempted to taste her folds once more!

“Not so fast.  You said you wanted to talk?” 

Gemma wrapped the leash around her bare hand, restricting the air passageway in the process and sending Anna flailing onto her back.  Her bare vagina beaded between her pink thighs as Gemma unceremoniously stuck an oversized vibrator into the hole and turned it on!  The head of the phallus rotated, causing Anna’s eyes to also roll back in the process as she came! 

“Cumming without asking permission?” Gemma snarled.

Flipping the leash as she spoke and dragging Anna on the floor, Anna found herself bent over the ottoman but this time, her groin pushed the invader deeper inside her depths.  She felt the paddle cross her ass and screamed in agony unlike ever before!  Gemma for her part moved behind the slut and placed her into a choke hold.

“So what do you want to say now slut?”

Anna felt the air leaving her lungs as she attempted to speak and manage the massaging her pussy was enduring from the vibrator.  Her eyes reddened and swelled even as she experienced orgasm after orgasm despite being in mortal danger!  It hurt so good! 

“I don’t care what you do to me anymore Gemma.  And I am not sorry for what I did because I love you both!”

With her last breath, Anna turned her head and mashed her tongue into Gemma’s mouth!  The shocking turn causing Gemma to release the chain and return the affection as with no other woman before!  Gemma was completely turned on!  The same feeling as when her husband first unleashed his beautiful cock inside her passed through her soul as their tongues danced together in a frenzied symphony!  She released the leash on instinct, allowing her slut to fall forward and the vibrator to squeeze it’s way out of her hole, still semi-circulating as Anna caught her breath to speak again.

“I was a miserable, cheating, bitch and even worse, a bad friend.  I deserved to be humiliated and don’t blame you one bit for everything you have put me through.”

“Go on. Anna.”

“But.  I have to admit it hasn’t been all bad.”

Crawling over to Gemma, Anna placed her hands between the woman’s legs, spreading them apart.  She was no longer waiting for instructions and placed her tongue on Anna’s box.  Swirling her tongue to the top before attacking her rosebud with vigor.  She would have never imagined herself WILLINGLY eating pussy before.  And she had no desire to taste another.  But this one was attached to Gemma.  And Gemma had set her free in so many ways Anna could no longer count!  Except for one. 

Gemma grabbed hold of the bars attached to Anna’s ample tits and began to tap the ends, sending vibrations coursing through her body as she ate her pussy as if it were her own.  Gemma began to drip onto Anna’s chin and Carpet as her body pulsed with desire!  Gemma had broken her friend and that, as much as anything else,  was an Aphrodisiac for her!  She came in a burst, basting Anna’s face in the process and for the first time together, Anna felt her own power return as she spoke what she wanted. 

“I want a Divorce.  But if you show Phillip those tapes, I will end up with nothing.  I want to be able to be your slut all of the time.  Not every other day.  Will you help me, Mistress?”

Gemma sat up and looked at Anna’s eyes, noticing one thing that had always been absent from the woman’s face.  Sincerity.  Gemma knew that sooner or later, not unlike herself at one time, sex would win out!  Anna had never known what Gemma saw in her as a friend, but would soon find out it was what she didn’t know about herself that kept them close.  She was a slut, true.  But deep down, she was also an exhibitionist.  The Ying to Gemma’s Yang as it were.  And once she started, there was only 1 evitable conclusion. 

“Ok,” Gemma said.

“Ok, what?”

“Ok, I will help you.  Ok, I forgive you.  And ok.  I have a plan.  But first…” 

Gemma’s legs opened wide inviting Anna to dive in.  Her pussy was dripping for more attention, but Gemma instead began by circling her wet tongue in and around Anna’s puckered ass!  A flame shot through her entire body as Anna licked her bunghole practically pink!  Her pussy throbbed in appreciation as well as anticipation of receiving similar treatment!  And it wouldn’t have to wait long! 

Anna repositioned her head in an impossible sideways angle, enabling her to slide her tongue up and down sideways into Gemma in a way she had only recently imagined.  Anna dove in between Gemma’s thighs with reckless abandon!  Especially attacking her clitoris and nibbling on her Master’s folds as if it meant everything to taste her!  Gemma pressed her head into the floor in an attempt to establish authority.

“You better make me cum slut!”

The last word halting as she sprayed Anna’s face with her pleasure.  Caught off guard, all Gemma wanted to do was clean the mess and regain her composure, but Anna was busy doing exactly that!  Rubbing her orgasm into her skin like Gemma had seen her do with the cum of many black men!

Gemma shuddered once more, releasing another less potent flow which Anna caught just in time!  Gemma pulled Anna’s leash up across her own body and Anna received the message.  Sliding her big breasts across Her Master’s labia and torso before settling mouth on her tits!  She had never sucked a titty before.  But Anna knew what she liked and attempted to do that for Gemma, as much could imagine.  Only when her lust took control of her did she find herself stuck like a baby on Gemma’s delicious, cum flavored breasts!  As time elapsed, Gemma was able to regain control of herself.  And Anna. 

“Anna!  I always thought you hated girls.”

Gemma sheepishly smiled down at the woman, as Gemma slinked back down between her legs to slide into Gemma’s core once more.  Her voice mumbled something incoherent as she became once more enchanted with Gemma’s rosebud!  She never imagined she would enjoy eating pussy either!  As a matter of fact, until the day in the Bathroom she never thought about it!  In hindsight, beyond being shared by so many men against her ‘free will.’  That had been the brightest revolution!

Anna recalled the men impaling her on both sides and wishing it were Gemma plugging her mouth instead!  Watching in envy as Jake sat between her legs in what was a makeshift throne.  Watching her get fucked intently as Jake licked her for what seemed like hours!  It was clear, none of the men were going to touch her.  She belonged to Jake!  But it was also clear they weren’t strangers to her nude body either, and Anna admired the strength in her nakedness!  She wanted to be proud like her!

Anna had envied Jake having her forbidden fruit to himself!  The taste of her pussy had lingered through the night even as she was “forced fucked” into Orgasm after Orgasm by strange men.  But as much as anything else, she couldn’t wait to do it ALL again!  Especially expound upon her pussy licking experience!

Anna’s expanding boundaries were well past being exposed as the size queen she actually was!  She was resolved to being a sex toy for others.  But Gemma?  She wanted Gemma for herself!  And Gemma could see in Anna’s eyes she was willing to do almost anything to have her.  So she was finally ready.  

Gemma stood and pulled the chain once more towards the basement.  The one place Anna was never allowed to go in the house.  There she would be edged and whipped for the next hour for everything she had done wrong that day, as well as instructed what to do when she got home.

Precisely, how to lay the trap for her hubby.  And how to get a Queen’s Chair of her own.     

THE PRESENT

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Walking into the Bedroom Jennifer knew exactly what to expect.  She had been at the gym for the past 2 hours barely able to contain her energy!  The weights had flown up into the air with each push as Jennifer attempted to Focus on her movements, as opposed to what was probably going on at her house.  

The Glock in her right hand was loaded but, the safety was on.  The sounds of fucking weren’t hard to distinguish from the ones emanating from the TV on the wall.  They were the same.  Her husband, Joseph was using their personal home theater without her!  Everything was visible from the hallway with the door open.  Jen’s finger slipped off the safety for a moment as she recognized the woman on her Wall Unit as her friend Christine!  But cooler heads prevailed as she watched the whore scream in agony as Joseph.  Her greatly endowed Husband and lover, pushed his whole 9 thick inches into her spread ass in one slow, cold stroke!  She never knew either of them was capable.  Him of fucking her close friend.  And her of taking such a huge cock up her tiny ass! 

Christine wasn’t a large woman.  As a matter of fact, she was small by comparison to Jen.  Almost a half-foot shorter and nowhere near as physical.  Many a night, Christine had too much wine and after talking about how fantastic of a lover her husband was, would joke about what she would do to Christine, or any other woman if she ever caught them together.  After the women would gasp at the seriousness of the fit Jen’s words.  She always eases the tension by telling Christine loudly in front of the other women.

“You I’d just make lick my ass you’re such a whore!”

They’d laugh at Christine because they knew she would never cross Jennifer in that way!  And Christine would laugh because she had already fucked all their husbands without them knowing!  Some of them twice.  But Jennifer really did scare and excite her as much as any man.  Something Christine had never experienced before with a woman.

She had been competitive in Judo and even competed in the Nationals, almost making the Olympics!  She was proficient with firearms also as well as the only woman any of them knew who had ever knocked out a man.  While wearing high heels!  Jennifer was in love and lust with her rich, Half-Nigerian husband who was seeming, her only weakness.  She would obviously do anything for him.

 And Christine?  She couldn’t resist the temptation and danger involved in completing the circle of neighborhood men!  The escalating nature of her whorishness required a Grand Finale worthy of the accomplishment.  A dangerous fuck in the home of her most dangerous friend!  Even if she had to promise him to do anything he wanted!      

Her feet paused as Jennifer lowered her shorts and panties onto the floor before proceeding any further.  Of course, she double checked the safety as she slowly rubbed the barrel of the cold metal over her clit a few times.  Just enough to unleash a small, tender wave as she felt her thighs slightly moisten!  The had discussed him cheating for what seemed like the longest time now.  But she never had the courage to confront her feelings about it because she also knew he was usually very discreet. Saving his trysts for road trips and never ever straying close to home!

Watching the screen intently, Jennifer noticed the handcuffs that held Christine’s wrists in place behind her back and moistened in amazement as she watched her Husband’s cock push into and out of her tiny hole!  She screamed at the top of her lungs “Please.” But no other words found their way out of her throat since Joseph would fill her ass once again, rendering her unable to speak.  It was so hot!  Catching her husband pound the little slut!  But she knew she couldn’t let him get away with this in their home!  Jennifer walked into the room with the gun at her side and a grin on her face. 

“What the fuck do we have here?”

Busted. 

Joseph stopped momentarily and looked at his pants-less wife.  Her beautiful, trimmed bush-hardened his cock inside of the tiny woman and she whimpered at his still growing dick, pushing against her forbidden walls!  She had never been so full and the pain was only matched by the pleasure of Joseph’s ever-growing spike!  She hardly noticed the gun until the barrel was pressed against her head and her eyes became filled by an angry wife and friend! 

Joseph grinned momentarily as he looked into his wife’s eyes and saw her fury!  He pulled his dick out slowly, till just the tip was inside of Christine before thrusting into her hard and fast!  Christine howled in pain as the most powerful orgasm of her life overcame her!  The pain and humiliation were unbearable!  And her pussy was squirting all over Joseph’s thighs and down to the sheets! 

“Owwwwwwww” she moaned. 

Barely feeling the pain as Jennifer grabbed a parcel of her hair and yanked her face off of the pillow she was drooling over!  

“You are a fucking mess bitch”. 

Joseph looked into his wife’s eyes and knew what he was going to do.  His heartbeat was pumping so fast that he cock feel the skin on his cock stretching inside Christine’s well-oiled ass!  It hadn’t started that way.  But since he was recording, he could watch the young slut finger herself while kissing the knob of his distended cock tomorrow.  If there was a tomorrow to come.

“What are you going to do with that gun?  Shoot me?” 

Joseph spoke almost daringly.  And at the very least, defiantly.  But he had planned for this.  Hell.  He had planned this!   Except for the gun part which Joseph always knew was a possibility with his hot-tempered wife.  The only thing that seemed to bring her down anymore was a long, vigorous fuck!  Which wasn’t the bad part.  That part was it was the same fuck!

Marriage can kill passion.  And Joseph reasoned that he would rather take a bullet than continue this Vanilla construct of a marriage.  Something had to change.  So he clumsily left clues when he was sure his wife would play along, invited the local strumpet and pseudo friend a chance at what she seemingly always wanted.  Her friend’s husband’s cock!  And waited.  Seducing a sub who barely knows she is was easy.  A simple matter of timing and opportunity. 

“Do you think I care about this slut Jen?”

With that, Joseph crammed the length of his hardened rod deep into the confused woman’s body in one swift, unloving stroke!  Pausing as his balls touched her prone ass while Christine screamed in what could only be described as agony!  He almost came inside her it was so hot!

“I will fuck her until she can’t walk for you.  If you would like?”

Four more swift, deep strokes later Jen felt stunned by her reaction!  Jen could have done something.  Should have done something.  Anything besides just watch as her betrothed battered his sick, slut friend’s ass right in front of her!  Anything other than drip down her thigh at the sight of her man, conquering another woman right in front of her eyes! 

Christine for her part cried in pain.  Biting at the air for comfort in the form of a stick or bone even!  She settled on hoping she wouldn’t bite her own tongue when she realized no oral distraction was coming!  There was a wave of pleasure mixed in between the agony of being stretched so wide over and over!  One she had never experienced before that lifted her pain into the euphoria that perhaps was being amplified by fear!  Holy shit this man was right she thought!  That big brown cock was rendering her legs useless beneath her and her cunt was contracting like a dog in heat!  Christine knew she must look pitiful to them both.  And the threat that she may never leave the room was very real!  But what a way to go!  Jen always knew it could end like this!  The helplessness was only adding fuel to her fire. 

“Doesn’t look like the bitch wants to leave.”

Jen grabbed a swath of her hair as she spoke and used it to pull the woman forward.  She was completely helpless.  Hands cuffed behind her back.  Ass overstuffed with cock as she was.  She felt the gun pressed to her temple once more as Jen spoke.

“Look at me bitch!”

The words scared her momentarily until she felt Joseph slide completely out of her ass!  The air whisked inside her, filling the space left by the enormous dick she had promised to drain inside her tiny hole.  Joseph’s pursuit of her was strange.  Much different than the other men in the neighborhood who had taken her shopping.  Or along with them on short “business trips” to enjoy her talents.  Joseph didn’t offer any of that. 

As a matter of fact.  He was the only husband who had approached her.  Cornered her in the kitchen of another neighbor and kissed her as if she had asked him too!  His hands seemed to be all over her body in the short encounter! Her ass.  Her tits.  And surprisingly, inside of her pussy while whispering her the vilest thing she had ever heard into her ear!

“You will beg me for the dick.  You get wet to the touch like a true slut.” 

Joseph was almost laughing as he said it!  The first encounter only lasted a minute but, she hadn’t stopped thinking about him since.  Within days she was giving him her first public blowjob!  He had bought her a collar and attached a leash to her whenever she knelt before him.  The school around the corner has not very private cubbyholes he would take her into which Christine was sure were not Private.  Many people had seen her bobbing head and the last two times, Joseph made her wear a skirt and held it up, so passersby could see her ass as her head sucked down mouthfuls of semen down her throat before shooting his last burst onto her face.  The photo she had sent Joseph at home.  Proof she hadn’t cleaned it off yet was the last piece of “evidence” Jen had discovered.   But Christine was by then, desperate.  Humiliated.  Broken. 

Jen had been yelling directly into Christine’s face and with her hair in hand, almost lifting her off of the bed!  The moment had passed and she was back in the present.  Her asshole ached and she could barely breathe, due to the number of Orgasms’ she had experienced in a short period of time!  She was defeated and barely able to resist being flipped on her back and straddled by Jen!  Her mouth was full of pussy and her hands were still bound beneath her.  Her only weapon was her tongue.  Which thrust into Jen’s powerful box frantically due to lack of experience and deprivation of air!  She wanted Joseph to fuck her anywhere so bad!  But with a face full of sweet pussy.  And her ears muffled by Jen’s powerful legs.  All she could do was eat her out and hope she lived to tell the story! 

The couple spoke softly.  Almost lovingly for the next five minutes while Christine licked and sucked Jen’s pussy and clit for her life!  When there was silence, Christine felt Joseph’s strong hands beneath her legs.  Pushing them apart.  They were powerless to move from the ass fucking and suffocation.  And Jen’s hole began to gush into and all over the woman’s mouth and face.  Her lips wet with so much juice they slipped and slid between Jen’s folds.  As she rubbed her face all over her mouth.

“You’d better not bite me bitch?”

Christine jumped as she felt the end of the object she knew had to be a vibrator pushed inside of her!  It was on high and immediately had her insides shaking!  It was then Jen lifted off her face and she realized what they had done. 

Her legs were chained together at the ankles.  And somehow, the vibrator was attached to a harness snapped around her waist!  And she was cumming! 

But she didn’t see Joseph until he entered her mouth and commanded her.

“Clean my cock so I can fuck my wife!”

Christine opened her mouth as wide as she could until his balls rubbed against her nose!  He had taught her well as she slurped her saliva off, as each inch reappeared from between her lips.  It was instinct!  The pleasure of the vibrator sending her off over and over.  All Christine could do was whimper like a sad puppy as she watched to couple fuck all around her for the next hour!  It was so humiliating!

Not only had he not fucked her, as promised.  Not only had she eaten pussy for the first time!  And not only had she actually saved a marriage she was hoping to sabotage.  Christine was now a slave to them both! 

“I told that whore not to mess with my man.  Now,

look at you!”

Their final act was to kick Christine off of the bed and onto the floor.  Writhing like the wanton slut she always had been!  Christine watched intently as Jen beat her once again.  Riding the cock Christine wanted so much as Christine was being overwhelmed by a toy!  Her ass still throbbing from the fucking it took earlier.  As Christine lay on the floor admiring the cock she also wanted inside of her, she couldn’t stop cumming or smiling!  And it was all on tape! 

“I love you, baby.  And I want you to be happy.  Happy Anniversary Jennifer!”

Jen grinned down at the defeated woman as she felt her husband’s throbbing cock, pushing her into “that place”.  The one that made her fall in love and overlook their differences.  The one that made her 3 months pregnant.  She felt her husband’s loving seed fill her womb once more and reveled in delight, knowing she would have the slut come lick her dry happily!  Especially since she had spared her life! 

The recording alone was enough to enforce their will on Christine if, ever necessary.  And it would be nice to have a cunt licker at her beck and call she thought.  But they would only need her for a year, tops.  Long enough to keep her husband home and time enough for Jen to fully recover.  By then, Christine would be a new woman!

THE LOOP

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She wore the Blue Dress that he had delivered to her door, as per his instructions.  It matched the turquoise necklace and blue, high-heeled shoes he had picked out for her as well.  Cindy’s heart was beating like a drum at the proposition of finally meeting him!  The heat of anticipation was building inside of her wonderfully curve ass with the rosebud inside moist to the air!  Cindy could hardly wait for the elevator to stop so she could get to the place where her lover wanted her to wait.  Being inaccessible while exposed to the men she had encountered at the Bar for the last hour.  Especially the ones she fancied. 

Men had been staring through her dress and peeking Cindy’s Undergarments in the iridescent light all evening!  The dirty ones were the worst!  Causing her to squirm in her seat even more because she loved dirty talk!  It was quite the hour!  Knowing the butterfly fastened between her legs was controlled by someone Cindy hadn’t met offline yet!  Someone be in the bar or the room, waiting for her!  All she had ever seen of him was his body which was chiseled.  And his Dick which was Big, black, and beautiful!  She was breaking all of her own rules!  But at least being so far from home, she wouldn’t be discovered.

Men were stalking the beautiful Dark-skinned Latina as predators often do to prey, with no success.  They were successful reminding Cindy of her own hands recently guided by Mark.  Pressed against her tits and fucking her tiny ass as her Internet Lover asked of her every night for the past month! Mark leading her to do things to herself she never imagined!  All while hoping her wonderful Fiance didn’t wake up and catch her selfish, slutty behavior!  Pussy exposed.  Chatting with a stranger while she finger fucked her ass and pussy on command?  Her Fiance would drop her in a second if he knew what she was up to!  His family would be so happy he finally had dropped his “dark” infatuation and would immediately pawn him off to one of the many Blonde haired, Blue eyed girls that were more acceptable to them.

Also, she was taking a chance and Cyndi had never been with a “Black” man.  Only Latinos and white men.  While she was infatuated and compelled by Mark to meet.  Cyndi had heard all of the rumors about “never coming back.”  Though she had empowered him by committing to do what he asked and wearing his gift. Cindy was telling herself she knew what she was still in complete control.  Satisfying a curiosity and closing a loop.  She was lying.

Behind the safety of her encrypted IP address and behind the closed door of her home.  Mark had warned her this would happen.  Taunting her horniest sensibilities.  Praising her wonderfully put together body and expounding upon its effect on men!  Knowing all along all she cared about was her effect on him!  It wasn’t anything she didn’t know or hadn’t heard numerous times herself!  It was the way he said it that made her panties cream and mouth start to water.  Combined with the taboo nature of sharing herself with someone other than her future husband, a meeting was too enticing to pass up!

Cindy had deprived herself since committing to her Fiance Justin almost 2 years ago, after a very active sex life as a Co-ed.  If it wasn’t great, it was active!  The familiarity of just Justin had been wearing on her mindset and she spent most days depressed before she met Mark online.  Maybe it was fear of commitment?  Maybe it was the desire to remove another item off of her bucket list before marriage?  Neither mattered as she had already committed to the interaction.  She was already there. 

The fact this expensive Hotel was known for its aggressive Bar clientele was unknown to Cindy, but not Mark!  He even sent some of his Associates on a mission to fuck with her.  A woman looking like Cindy would have been accosted in a Church and they enjoyed doing him favors since usually, he reciprocated by sharing his women in the past with them.  Cindy would be no different, they hoped!   Especially after seeing her!   

Her skin tingled as the Bar ventilation brushed against her uncovered legs and seemingly, through her Dress.  She was sitting where he told her too and Mark knew the Bar space well.  Her skirt was sheer when the light hit it at certain angles and her panties were completely visible where she sat.  Under the light at the end of the Bar.  The tiniest of bras which barely covered half of her nipples encased her D cups.  While the matching yellow panties which similarly covered only parts of her lower half and showed a slight bump, where the toy rested.

Mark told her to not cover herself as he would be watching her.  And with the number of Black men in the place in Business suits, the possibility of discerning him from the crowd was impossible.  He promised to spank her ass raw if she disobeyed and somehow, believed it would be his right to do so!  She was acting like a lying, cheating whore!  Not the good girlfriend and wife she had been for her Fiance all of these months!  A man whose name she somehow couldn’t remember!     

Cindy had never done anything like this before.  Never imagined meeting a stranger had only interacted with online.  Never even wanted to!  There was something about this man that made her pussy get all warm and wet!  It wasn’t just his profile.  Filled with pictures of him having sex with other women in various positions.   Any normal, horny girl would be turned on by that!  It wasn’t being dissatisfied sexually since she never had been completely satisfied sexually by anyone!  Her mother told her to accept it.  He Grandmother told her that was how relationships work!  At least Justin, yeah that is his name, would lick her to Orgasm at least once a month.  She settled ahead of the curve.

But with Mark, it was more.  Much more.  Her attraction to him was immediate if not Primal!  He was brash and forward and talked down to her in a way that was insulting yet, comfortable.  Mark had captured her dreams and tapped into desires Cindy didn’t know were inside of her!  All she wanted to do was meet with him.  Be with him!  Even if it was only once.  Cindy needed to know if she was in Love or lust so she could put it all behind her.  Never stopping to think her very presence already answered her own greatest question! 

“Phone call Cindy.”

The Bartender handed her a Cordless phone from behind the Bar.  His smile as telling as his voice that he knew the caller personally.  As if familiar with the routine.

“How do you know I’m Cindy?” She asked him.  Not knowing why she did.

“The caller described you well.” He snickered. 

“Cindy, are you downstairs?” It was Mark’s dark voice.

“You are calling me here, aren’t you?” she answered smartly.  There was a pause before he spoke again. 

“I am on the 11th floor.  Room 1120.  It is a corner room.  The Bartender has closed your tab and handing you a Scotch to bring with you since you have started without me.”

Turning to the bar, she noticed a Dark libation placed near her.  She hated Scotch and was only a novice at drinking the Red wines she had been sipping on for the past hour.  Ordering what Mark had suggested. 

“What did you expect me to do?”  she nervously and slightly angrily replied.

Cindy was nervous.  Nervous about the whole situation and for the 1st time since she had begun rubbing her pussy lips online for his amusement.  To now questioning her own motives and reasons for being in a far away from home Hotel Bar about to engage in God knows what!  It was only when the device went off again she relaxed.

“You could always go back to your car and drive the hour back home to your life.  This is your last chance because once you open that door…you belong to me!  I don’t have time for girls or games.  I suggest you get your dripping wet pussy to me immediately.  Because if you aren’t here in 5 minutes, I am emailing your Fiance our chats.”

Cindy’s pussy melted more at the thought of being blackmailed and threatened than anything else!  The thought of being exposed for the things she had done with Mark online!  Was it cheating since technically, they never met?  Would he take her back after seeing her stuff her ass with a vibrator and cum on his work chair like she never had with him?  In a way, it shocked her back to her senses.

“Coming now.” She said demurely.

“I bet you are.  4 minutes.”

Was he serious?  She picked up the glass and spilled some of it on her fingers in the process but had no time to clean it off.  The men in the room watched as she walked out hurriedly.  Disappointed they wouldn’t get their shot at using their best lines.  But the other women seemed relieved knowing their chances had improved. 

By the time she reached the door, 8 minutes had passed.  Cindy knocked on the door for what seemed like two more before it opened and Mark stood before her.  He wasn’t smiling and he didn’t grab her in his arms and pull her into the room as she imagined.  But his face did match his Beautiful body, making her wish he had! 

He was wearing slacks that she gathered to be made of expensive linen and were somewhat see-through so that his dick print was visible in front!  His shirt was unbuttoned at the top, the way her Uncles usually wore theirs.  But his brown skin was darker and somehow, more appealing to her current sensibilities.  Mark had turned and walked into the room.  His strong ass driving his legs forward after taking the drink from her hand and sniffing the dried alcohol on her fingers in a peculiar way.  She was clearly mesmerized more by his presence in person than online as she found her legs riveted to the spot! 

Bzzzzz .

“Come in Cindy.  I won’t bite.  Yet”

The controller in his hand sent an electric pulse through her.  Waking her from her temporary slumber. 

The room was a Suite and Mark sat in a Lounge chair across from the Love Seat he instructed her to sit in.  There was a camera atop a Tripod pointing directly at the Seat and Cindy, as soon as she sat down. 

“Is that on?”  she asked.

“Why?  You like cameras don’t you?”

Mark’s last words to her were still on her mind as she sat down gently.  He had threatened to ruin her impending marriage a moment ago though she knew he didn’t have her Fiance’s email and couldn’t possibly complete the task!  Fuck!  He wasn’t even sure Cindy was her real name!  Why would she allow him to record her now?  How cocky was he? 

“Is it on?” she asked.

“Of course, it is.  Now lift up your skirt and show me your panties.”

Cindy hesitated.

“Now!”

The tenor in his voice was stern as Cindy’s fingers reached for her skirt hem.  She pulled them up and instinctively opened her legs. 

“Very good.  Take off your top.  I want to see those Beautiful Brown titties in the full light.”

“But I am wearing a Dress?” Barely able to speak the words as she was so flustered.  Her heartbeat racing and her pussy dripping.  Her face slightly pained by hardened nipples boring into a barely their bra!  She was confused and aroused and only wanted to do what he asked!  But Cindy didn’t want to do the wrong thing!

That was when he pounced!  Before she could respond, Mark had stuck his hands into the top of her dress and ripped it in half!  What was she going to wear home!  While she was startled, two fingers were plunged deep into her vagina which her spread apart inside of her!  It was so intense!  Cindy arched her hips forward and up towards the sky as he invaded her hole with his digits.  Removing the device as well as his hand simultaneously! 

Her dress and sensibilities in tatters.  Cindy hardly could respond when her panties were being ripped and tugged off of her bottom!  It was almost as if she was being raped but, she was enjoying being tossed around by him!  Probably because it was him and somehow she knew despite her lack of familiarity with her man or surroundings, she was beyond safe.  She was where she wanted to be! 

Before she realized what had happened, she was naked except for her Bra.  Her round ass exposed to the camera over his Powerful knees!  Mark’s hand swatted her bare bottom bringing out a slight scream from her throat.

“Bite your tongue.” He said.

Spanking her again for emphasis.  This time she whimpered less but, still too loudly for Mark! 

“You were late and you spilled my drink.”

Smack.  Smack. Smack.

This time the whimpers were less like a plea and more like a moan.  He was right.  She hadn’t made it to the room in the allotted time and she did not give a fuck about his Drink!  Cindy had been preoccupied with her own sexual indecency!  Her granite like nipples and trying to control her dripping snatch and wandering eyes.  So many beautiful men of all races.  All with their semi if not hard cocks pointing in her direction!  She could have had anyone in the room at any moment she wanted to and she knew it!  Then and now!  As Mark’s large, warm hand smashed over her exposed ass cheeks in a lovingly harsh manner!  What a relief feeling his digits invade her dripping hole again roughly!  Spread once more inside her but in a different way!  His fingers rubbing the inside mound from within a few times before relieving her momentarily with their absence.  Only to be shocked back to like by the squeezing of her delicate clit between his thumb and forefinger!  Before she knew what was happening he repeated the action twice more, releasing a squirt across the Suite’s glass table and onto the Carpeted floor!  Something Cindy didn’t even know she was capable of! 

“Oh….Oh….OH MY…..”

Cindy didn’t know what was happening to her, but she knew it felt so good! 

“You may be getting married.  But you will always be mine.”

Smack     

“At my beck and call to do whatever I want from you.”

Smack

The vibrations from his hands swept her body with cool vibrations and sensations that offset the pain Cindy only imagined these waves were the infamous Multiple Orgasms she had heard so much about!  Barely able to move and barely capable of opening her eyes.  Cyndy felt what she imagined what broken women must experience at her current predicament.  Disappointment yet, relief!  She finally knew what kind of woman she was. 

She didn’t care if she had to leave the Hotel naked because it was worth it!  She came so hard the naked woman reposed in the bed was no longer the same woman who entered the room!  She was transformed!  What seemed to her to be a new enlightenment though, Mark had been planning for weeks! 

What Cyndi didn’t know was Mark knew exactly who she was as well as what she needed.  He worked with Mark at the same Firm!  Completely different departments since Mark was legal and Justin, her Fiance, was Management.  The son of the Owner of one of his clients from a Family of notorious men.  Workaholics.  A Family known for their cheating wives as much as their Business success!  Todd was young and cocky and Mark honestly never liked him!  He wanted to have something over him.  Even if he couldn’t let Todd know right away! 

Cyndi was the fortunate victim.  If she were less attractive or different, he probably would have treated her differently.  Seduced her differently.  But when he first saw the picture his Investigators came up with he knew immediately, she was special.  It was in her eyes.  Breaking Mark’s heart could do the trick and make him want to litigate more.  Angry is good for business!  But one look into her eyes he knew, she was special.  Loyal.  She needed a personal touch.  Looking deep enough into her eyes, he saw himself. 

If only someone had spanked his bottom when he was a kid!  He wouldn’t be the depraved maniac he had grown into, comfortably!  His nights wouldn’t be spent with Associates wives who expected Mark to treat them the way their Husband’s were incapable of!  Give them the type of sex those Men saved for Prostitutes and Secretaries!  Applaud the women for the long-sloppy blowjobs.  

Humiliatingly insane positions and unrepentant usage of their entire bodies.  Even sharing them with his friends.  His life was one Domination after the other with no satisfaction forthcoming.

Cyndi was different.  Unlike the others, Mark wanted her for himself.  And almost immediately he knew, she wanted him too.  It was as if they were immediately connected.  This routine was usually much different.  Ending with his Object’s spouse passed around and recorded with his many Associates and as such, compromised and controlled through passive blackmail.  It was easier to get things done with a strong woman behind her man, pulling his strings.  The arrangement worked for everyone.  Especially Master Mark. 

After a sweet, wet, grateful Blowjob Mark found himself between Cyndi’s legs, slowly pumping her mound with part of his 10 ½ inches of dick.  Talking to her each time he went a little deeper.  Showing off what an expert Cocksman he really was!  She squirted twice more that evening before they finally hit the Bed.  He even allowed he to clean up and sleep next to him.  Kissing her to experience a level of intimacy he rarely allowed.  It was going to be difficult to watch her get Married in 2 months.  

DOMINOS

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She hated seeing him. 

Her ex-boyfriend went away from her bed even before leaving for College.  Later, hooked up and married her former High School Best Friend and Lover, Jane.  Little rich bitch with tits who sucked his dick and probably did much more for her ring.  The bitch who married to the man SHE was supposed to marry and save Avery from the tedium of well to do suburbia.  Life wasn’t always fair. 

Her husband was OK.  Fred was reliable, if not exciting.  A very good provider for their baby daughter.  Easy on the eyes and good, if not great in the sack.  Amenable.  Not a love to live for but, not someone you would die to get away from either.  And she had considered suicide on many occasions.  Just not over her marriage.  If it weren’t for her vibrators?  She would probably be dead already.

Fred was successful in his own right and rich like her Daddy before him.  His cock was only seven inches.  And not the nearly as thick as Jerrod’s 10 she had learned upon.  And definitely not cocoa brown like that same stick of chocolate that danced all over her body in her teens!  It only existed in Avery’s best slumbers and daydreams now.  Almost always followed by her most emotional mornings of masturbation followed by a soft tear.  And anger.

Fred was reliable and the consistent lover who surprised her sometimes by helping her cum.  His secretary always came when he fucked her I his office.  But Avery was much more woman than the typical young, dumb pain slut who got turned on by other’s low sexual appetites and opinions of her.  Especially her Bosses.  Avery was a Woman!  A step above the average creature both in and out of Bed.  Even inside of her fragile existence.  She was well learned in the ways of the ultimate fuck and sexual pleasure.  In no small way due to all of those late Afternoons spent riding Jerrod’s chocolate stick!   Avery still called it that.  Even if it was only in her own, dirty mind.  The Husband was just another man who thought he was something that he was not when they first met.  A stud.  By now, he just knew better.

Avery felt as if she was living someone else’s life.  Jane’s to be exact.  She was after all, better looking than Jane.   She knew for a fact no one could make Jerrod cream like her or would let them even attempt to do the things for him she would.  And not because he was going to be a rich star either!  But because she was his!  Jane ruined all of that when she married her man!  Avery hated her now as much as she used to love hanging out with her after Jerrod broke her heart.

Avery knew her trust fund would be more than enough to live off for her entire life.  She inherited her mother’s sexual curiosities and eventually learned the very same abilities she possessed as well.  Even the secrets they never talked about.  Avery had suspected her parents were swingers like many other Parents of children who attended her outwardly conservative Private High school.  Sex wasn’t a big deal in their circle.  Money was.  Avery figured it was a vicious cycle in which outsiders without funds were rarely welcomed into the community.  Meaning the women were left with the available “Circle of cocks” to choose from.  That was what Jane used to say, at least about the wives.  They were women stuck waiting for date nights and a shot at Avery’s Dad.  He of the well-traveled nine inches.  Avery’s mother didn’t mind sharing it as long as the neighborhood girls were up to serving her as well!  They were the Kong, and Queen of the Adult Community and Avery was their progeny.  Watching and masturbating in the shadows at a young age.  Waiting for her turn to be bigger than both.

Jane was a chip off of the old block, for sure!  Utilizing her tongue, Jane could bring any person.  Man or woman.  To a mind-shattering orgasm in moments!  That was after all, how and why they became friends in the first place.  And their mothers before them.  Over the years Avery pieced it all together like a Daisy Chain.  And learned how to gain power through submission.  She was more than anyone knew she was capable of being.  And soon?  She would teach them all.

Avery had been the school’s most beautiful girl!  Homecoming Queen for a record two years and doting girlfriend to the elite school’ athlete/minority scholarship student.  He may have been poor by their standards.  But soon to be Professional Baseball’s 1st pick!  Jerrod Pope.  She always misspelled his name Pipe and called his dick the same.  Memories of High School were still dancing through her head, as they were.

And why not?  It had been the best time of her life!  She dated the Pitcher and sure-fire first-round Draft pick with the 9 1/2 inch black dick that was the first to break the blonde co-ed’s hymen!  It wasn’t the teasing of her own fingers she had grown accustomed to.  This was Exquisite pain followed by the hours upon hours of sexual exploration shared in her Parent’s pool house!  Her hole still creamed when she thought about him plunging Pipe down her throat as he twisted her innocent clit to submission!  Avery never forgot a moment spent underneath him.  Those memories were something she remembered every day she masturbated which was most mornings.  Sometimes twice.  Avery still wasn’t over Jerrod or Pipe.  And definitely would never forgive Jane!  Even if she sometimes begrudgingly remembered her fondly when she touched herself and, especially when she squeezed her left titty.  Jane used to love to squeeze Avery’s more sensitive titty before she bit down hard on her less sensitive left nipple.  That always made Jane cum.  Knowing she knew Avery so well.

Her parents were fully aware of what was happening, when it was happening because of the ‘open door policy’ in their home or in this case?  The pool house.  They were also big-time boosters of the school’s athletic programs who felt it was an honor Jerrod was fucking their daughter so vigorously!  Instead of hitting the rough streets of his own parent’s more modest neighborhood which they were sure was probably pretty rough.  Based upon how he dressed, of course.  They assumed the truck he drove was some sort of illegal gift since his mother worked a lot and they never bothered to ask about his Father.  Both were surprised in discovering both of Jerrod’s parents made six figures and lived where they did by choice.  Wanting to keep their children grounded. 

It was an easy thing for Avery’s parents to assume not knowing much about them.  Knowing probably wouldn’t have changed anything anyway since they wanted to support Avery no matter what!  Their own unrequited fetishes aside.  The right thing to do was provide a safe space to experiment in and make sure Avery had proper Birth control.  Black cock was all over the Internet.  And white girls having babies was a thing Mom researched, just to be informed.  It was a responsible, parental thing to do.  Along with installing a Nanny Cam in the Bedroom, in case something happened that crossed the line between them.    

Avery’s mother would make sandwiches to bring to the young lovers to keep Jerrod’s energy up and be supportive.  There would be protein-laden meals since he was consistently “in training” and needed the additional spunk since Avery usually left him depleted of his own.  Avery would draw a Daily Bath as a result of all Jerrod’s protein induced meals filling her womb to keep it fresh for him.  And sometimes, Avery’s Mom would walk in unannounced to put things in the Fridge.

As time passed, Mom seemed to always come in when Jerrod was about to cum.  A couple of times she witnessed her only daughter.  Mouth full of slick cum sucking Jerrod.  He was always wet with her Daughter’s juices on his young black cock as she noted he usually thrust it in her mouth after he had rammed her pussy good!  While his juice would begin to slip out of the sides of her mouth and either down her chin or onto the bed.  Jerrod would take his choco stick from her suctioning lips and shoot his residual shots onto her white skin.  Covering her body before Avery would dutifully rub it in before taking his choco stick back into her mouth.  Sucking until it was hard again which usually didn’t take very long.

Avery’s tits would be covered in his Cream and by now were almost identical to her Mother’s 36 C’s!  The Nanny Cam allowed Mom to watch and quietly enter to get a closer look at the perfect time.  Watching as her daughter turned away from Jerrod.  Her sticky face and torso pressed into a pillow as her back contorted and ached in ways Mom had only seen in strip clubs or in videos before.  His brown dick pressing against her own baby’s wet snatch!  Spreading apart as Mom tiptoed away from them both.  An exit that usually lasted far longer than the entrance!  One that finally one day was acknowledged by Jerrod himself. 

Avery was wearing a blindfold.  Her legs and arms cuffed together in the air.  Suspended by a wire on a hook neither of Avery’s parents even knew she has installed.  Avery’s Mom came in quietly but, was greeted by a mirror placed in the kitchen wall allowing Jerrod to see her entire walk!

Dick plunging into her daughter who was blindfolded and helpless to see anything else but her own imagination running wild.  Jerrod placed his finger over his lips while locking eyes with Mom before motioning her to come closer for a better look.  His strokes becoming long exits balanced by strokes of Thunder that caused Avery to shake and moan!   Sounds that became louder to her mother as she quietly came closer. 

“Do you like this Pipe bitch?”

“Uh-huh.”

The moans of approval luckily had muffled Avery’s mother’s voice mouthing the same!  Jerrod smiled at the woman and harkened her closer as he continued to talk into the vagina of her moistening daughter.

“I’d hate to have your Mother see you like this.”

Slamming his cock in balls deep.  Avery shrieked and came!  Biting her lips as her mother began to feel the side effects of the erotica she was either viewing or now, participating in. 

“No.  She can’t.  Her and those fucking meals.  She wants your choco stick.”

“She does?”

Jerrod smiled as he pulled 9 inches out of his girlfriend and began massaging her pussy lips with his fingers as Avery protested.

“Don’t tease me, baby!”

Mercilously with the last ½ inch.  Jerrod teased both women as her mother could see Avery’s anticipation building.  Also wanting to see the brown wet tip to complete the up close inquiry as much for herself as her daughter! 

“She’s watching us now.”

“No.  No. she isn’t.”

Avery began to squirm as she spoke.  Partially at the pleasure, Jerrod was inflicting upon her by teasing her wanting slit and clit.  He had licked her pussy so good to convince her to agree to this!  It which was something he rarely would do since it wasn’t necessary!  Avery would do whatever Jerrod wanted because of how he made her feel!  And if she didn’t do whatever he wanted?  Some other lucky slut probably would!  That thought was unbearable.

The Blindfold.  The Rope.  Avery knew her Mom perved on them but, she also thought she might think twice before coming in today!  Her Mom knew better than to walk in on this!  Didn’t she.  Avery had spotted her parent’s poorly hidden cameras long ago and didn’t mind being watched at all.  But she hoped her mother wouldn’t take advantage and try to do more than watch!  Which also somehow, mad Avery drip a bit. 

“She’s standing right here next to me.  Staring at my cock as I’m teasing you.”

Avery remembered cumming at the thought of her own mother!  On her knees, beside her watching, as her little girl gets fucked by a Big, teen black cock!  It was so wrong and cliché!  Just like an internet video where the black stud fucks all the women while Dad watches later and jerks off to it!  Avery came more than she ever had as Jerrod moved his dick deeper inside of her womb that day.  Inch by inch until Avery came so hard she fell into a deep sleep!  Pussy gushing onto the mattress!

It wasn’t usual for Pipe to put her into a deep sleep that sometimes could last for hours.  Many times she would awake.  Neatly covered and tucked away after she had once more nodded off after sex.  Mostly though Avery would be left in whatever position she fell asleep in.  Naked and sore.  Pussy pounded into submission.  Her ass still under a pillow and hole soaking wet from Jerrod.  There was no sign of what time he had left.  Her mother always called her from the house when Jerrod left her that way.  Which was how she became suspicious enough to locate the hidden cams!  It was to spare her daughter the embarrassment of sticky skin and the smell of cum at the Dinner table.

Avery always wondered about that day though.  Wondered if Jerrod was just turning her on as he claimed?    Lying about her Mother being in the room with them because he guessed she loved the attention?  Avery wondered if anything else had happened after she had passed out.  How could she know?

“Would you fuck my mother?”

His answer was to stick his thick brown cock deeper inside her while whispering.

“I already have.”

Avery struggled against him that day to loose herself from his grip!  Angry at his answer or the fact she came as she slid back and forth around his throbbing member at the precise moment he confirmed what she already knew!  It was a half-hearted attempt to dislodge herself from Pipe, while wholeheartedly enjoying its boldness inside of her!

Being pulled in closer, feeling her pussy respond with involuntary releases distress in the form of one powerful orgasm after another made Jerrod cum as well!  He was thinking about her mother.  How he convinced her to suck Avery’s joy juice off of his cock while Avery slept right next to them!   Coating Avery’s womb with his warm protein shake while forcing her body to joins in the most intense feeling of her life!  Jerrod had grabbed her tight to his body that day and whispered.

“When I fuck you, and she watches us?  I’m fucking her mind too.  You are opposite sides of the same slut.”

Avery never forgot that moment as another short spurt of cum erupted inside of her womb, giving her a last, small tingle to enjoy.  What girl forgets the moment she falls completely in love?  How fucked up was that?  But she never asked her Mother, and that had been a mistake.

The thought of another woman, especially her own Mother fucking Jerrod drove her mad with lust and passion!  A small crack in her heart grew because young girls with wet pussies tend to become attached.  Avery became equal parts desperate and lost! Being afraid of losing him to someone else cultivated Avery’s jealousy began and eventually drove Jerrod away faster than would have happened naturally.  Jerrod’s father driving home the point a horned out, young, but the crazy rich white girl was not going to be good for him right now and would soon be pregnant if he wasn’t careful.  Besides.  Girls were “Toys to be played with right now.” Was how he had put it.   He told his son to “Find new toys.”  And like that?  They were over. 

What Avery feared in her worst dreams had come true.  Groupies.  Who would do any and everything for him, including share became his new companions.  Avery’s friends and foes alike.  And years later  Jane had become his wife!  It was a hometown success story for everyone, except Avery.  Who was left alone to lick her relationship wounds?

Two years younger than Avery.  Jane had been a good friend back then.  A sounding board who was not quite her peer to talk to.  As Jerrod began to fuck other girls in the Senior Class.  It was in Jane’s car during one of their detecting excursions when Jane first told her she was bi and had a crush on Avery.    Avery also remembered that night like it was yesterday.

Jane ran her tongue inside of Avery’s pussy that night as if she knew her every feeling!  She had been staring at Avery for as long as she could remember!  Even before she could describe what tingled inside of her every time the older girl was near her.  Jane felt as if she knew her because in wanting her so long?  She almost knew what Avery needed.  Kissed.  Touching.  All of the things a woman needs to feel loved.

That one night and the afternoons leading up to Avery’s Graduation.  Her new “relationship” was instrumental in Jane was able to hold it together and even make it to College.  Avery never considered herself to be a lesbian in any sense of the word.  Even though she could notably soak her panties thinking about the way Jane could make her feel just by using her fingers.  They only stopped when Avery went off to College and didn’t keep in touch.  Slightly breaking Jane’s heart in the process. 

Hindsight?  Avery realized the information Jane obtained about Jerrod and her probably helped her get the ring that was rightfully supposed to be hers!  Jane never wanted to see either of them ever again!  For a while.

Avery once lived to feel Jerrod’s cum blasting deep inside of her.  Liked having dinner with her parents while Jerrod’s seed still sat near her stomach and sometimes, slid down her inner thigh and legs.  Imagining their mixed child growing inside of her body.  Wondering what it would feel like growing inside of her became an obsession.  She always wanted him to cum inside of her!  Even when she looked at her own beautiful daughter sleep.  Avery still imagined what would have happened had she been able to control her jealousy and not let Jane take her place!   The 10-year Reunion was sure to be a mixed bag, she thought.  And so was tonight’s Pre-Event gathering at the Steak House. 

Staying in the Pool House for their visit also brought back memories.  The first Blowjob was over in the corner.  Crouched over and bobbing her head up and down clumsily till finally, Jerrod forcefully grabbed her tits and slid his wet cock between them.  Blasting into the air catching her upper lip before landing on either side of her breasts perfectly!  Jerrod then slid his dick across the sticky goo and placed his dick back into her mouth so she could taste his sweet batter for the for the 1st time!  Licking her lips as she stared at the space. 

First Anal.  Her hands tied above her head as she knelt over the back of the kitchen chair.  His greased dick pushing in slow and painfully causing her pussy to spray its approval all over his thighs!  She had no balance, so the only anchor she could use was her tiny, screaming hole wrapped around Pipe.  Hurt so good but, she was happy he only asked her to do that once.  Especially since Avery never could say no to him! 

Fred knew about their past but, was more of a Baseball fan than anything else and was looking forward to meeting Jerrod.   He knew he used to fuck his wife and seriously, didn’t mind.  He was in love with his wife, and the truth only made Jerrod an even bigger man in Fred’s mind.  Knowing how big of a stud his favorite Pitcher was!  The secret desire to see the two of them together was becoming an obsession and knowing it could happen this weekend had him horny all week. 

Avery looked beyond hot for the occasion!  Her dress wasn’t short but, was form fitting and accentuated her curves perfectly.  Her mother was Italian and her father quite tall.  And her Tits were a cup size larger due to her daughter and were now an overfull D-cup.It was as if the entire family contributed to the woman she was today.  Mother of a 3-year-old and Goddess in the Bedroom without a single procedure needed to be steaming hot in a Dress!  The picture of what every woman wanted to be except, she was unhappy.

Fred had encouraged her borderline slutty dress by pretending to be aloof and disinterested.  But secretly, he had been encouraging her competitive nature with well-placed words in conversation while hiding a raging hard boner around his betrothed Avery all week!  To him, she was smoking hot!  He fucked his secretary but, always fueled by the fantasy of fucking his wife!  Something most men started to view as a chore after 6 years of marriage.  But not Fred.

Avery though kept him on a strict ration of just enough pussy to keep him from whining about it.  She despised a man would beg for her attention.  In College, she had learned the Art of whipping and Dominating them.  Evolution cut short by graduation.  For Avery, it was the necessity of not having them touch her more than she wanted them to.  Fred had watched her break weaker suitors before him.  And the rumors about her were out there.  But Fred was determined to not go down their ill-fated path but had discovered marriage was no guarantee of anything more with Avery than the others.  Maybe what he got back was a little less.

Fred knew she wasn’t getting dolled up for him tonight.  The thought of his wife as a would-be seductress to this year’s Cy Young nominee?  It made him rock hard!  The Invitation to dinner had been arranged with him, and the true nature of the gathering kept secret from.  The fact he didn’t tell Avery the true nature of the “mixer” only fueled his weeks-long perversion.  Fantasizing about his wife getting fucked by his favorite player!   

Fred’s poor secretary had a hard week, he thought.  Seemingly being called her into his space almost every hour to feed his carnal desires.  No matter how depraved the thought.  They had spent their time watching Interracial porn online, instead of calling back clients.   With Fred mirroring what they had seen online with her.  It had been the most debasing office sex all week!  The poor young girl’s mouth must be sore from the hours of fellatio under his Oakwood desk.  And not to mention the toys she had agreed to be subjected to by him all week.  For a bonus, of course.  He felt lucky to be able to have a competent assistant who didn’t mind being compensated for sex as well.  Her bonus check this week though, would be huge!

And the things he said?  They made even her blush almost as much as they made her cum!  Fred was pounding her almost 20-year-old pussy sopping wet with both of their juices all week long!  If it wasn’t his dick?  It was the small vibrator he used on her during fellatio.  Too big and she wouldn’t feel him when he did decide to fuck her!  But Jessica had earned the coming time off!

Fred’s 7 inches felt much bigger inside of her than her “Boyfriend’s” 5 inches.  His title.  Her title for him was Bitch. The one advantage to the “fucking your Boss situation” was sometimes?  Jessica left the office somewhat satisfied by him.  She always felt completely used by him.  Having almost crashed driving home twice this week because of the additional burdens Fred placed upon her.  That, and the thought of soon being unemployed.

This week’s fetish meant Fred became especially excited thinking about black “guys.”  Promising a trip to Antigua or Jamaica was his go to this week.  Usually, while his own muscle had been in her mouth.  Particularly, he said, so she could get fucked by huge black cocks that love slutty white tourists.

“Would you be willing to play the part?” he asked.

Usually causing her slit to seep a bit as her mouth to tighten and expand more intensely around his cock muscle.

“You could pretend to be my wife?”

More stickiness would flow from between her thighs.  Imagining herself being touched at the same time and her face, not snug, pressing against Fred’s groin as it was.  Knowing she may not be able to take a larger, thicker man into her throat that way.

“I could buy you a ring for them to cum on?”

Jessica’s eyes shifted up to meet Fred’s at his word.  The intimacy of the moment causing him to jerk a little in her mouth, as she slid her tongue across the backside of his shaft.  Stopping only to circle his shaft with the wetness before leaving behind just enough saliva on the tip so that it glowed against the glare of his computer screen.  Placing her hand around it to jerk swiftly as it erupted into the air.  Onto his chair and only sparsely on the side of her now lipstick smeared cheek.  Before she did as she was told and leaned forward to lick the rest up.  The part that was dribbling slowly out of his slit down, towards his pulsating, shaven balls.

“Mmmmm.  I’d love all of that.”

Her tongue delving under his balls and reaching down, closer to his hole in order to not miss a drop.  Fred’s ass pushing up, into the air as if there were a lover to enter or avoid. 

“I loved that you shaved your balls, sir.”

Continuing her warm, wet assault upon each until moving back to observe him, sitting in his executive chair.  Head tilted to one side and unable to resist a fly!  Her kisses on his cheeks.  Catching the corners of his lips before retreating into the middle of the room to redress and leave. 

Had she plunged her 3 fingers into her pussy, as she would have a year ago in response to the dirty talk of her boss?  She would have failed, twice.    Something the woman never thought about trying before that she was definitely going to research this weekend while she avoided her Boyfriend’s advances.  Something also not hard for her to do.        

Arriving at the Steak House, there was a sparse crowd of cars outside, and the venue appeared lit, but empty.  There should be at least 60 people inside at this hour Avery thought to herself.  But upon entering the empty vestibule, Avery instantly felt a chill.  Until a familiar voice rang out.

“Avery!”

Jane rose from the table running towards her and embraced her tightly!  The last time the women had spoken was 5 years ago.  Jane broke the news about her marriage to Jerrod.  And Avery had instantly hung up on her.  At the time Avery wasn’t even aware the two had spent any time together.  The woman had been sporadic lovers over the years too, and it never came up about Pipe being in the picture.  She once was the only woman Jane had ever touched intimately.  Now?  Jane was the last woman Avery wanted to be close to.    

Jerrod stood up from a table behind them and walked up to shake Fred’s hand.

“Nice to meet you, man.  Thank you for making this happen.” He said as Fred stammered.  Awestruck.

“The lucky man himself!

Fred misspoke, but Jerrod’s grin was unmistakable as he turned towards Avery.  Assessing her like a slab of succulent meat to be deboned or in this case?  Boned.  Assessing her dress and what lies underneath with the distinctive eye of a connoisseur.  Amazed at her slightly larger breasts since childbirth and her overripe lips.  Covered in the hint of a pink gloss lipstick.  Almost slutty.  But Avery could make a sack appear irresistible at times.  A fact the 3 other guests knew only too well.   

“Can I have a hug?”

Avery was apprehensive about touching him.  At all.  But was slightly Avery melting under of his familiar, approving gaze.   The anger of seeing either or both of them together in a public setting was not enough to stop her body’s natural urge to embrace them both in a different way.  Until the realization she had been set up and, her husband Fred was complicit in putting her in the room with her two greatest lovers. Her pussy melted at the thought he didn’t know about Jane.  And likewise pissed her off she had married such a gullible wimp!  Even as she was secretly excited, they had gone through so much trouble to meet her before the Reunion.  She mattered to them. 

“Fuck no.  What the hell are you two up to anyway?” 

The words coming out of her mouth surprised the room and Avery herself!  As much as she wanted to wrap her arms and legs around her former lover.  The feelings of betrayal came flying back to the surface in an instance!  And Jerrod’s grin only fueled her fire. 

“Fred.  Let me buy you a drink at the Bar while the Ladies talk.”

“Sure buddy!” 

Fred answered.  Almost breaking into a 10-step jog where the Bartender awaited since Jerrod had bought out the venue for the night.  Jerrod laughed to himself about how smart and sexy his wife was!  Especially how correct she had been about everything she couldn’t possibly understand about the woman he almost broke years ago.  Could this be easier than even she believed? 

Looking over Fred’s shoulder while listening to the man fawn over him was easy for a man of his stature.  Jerrod was much more interested in watching the two women interact at the Bar.  Reading the body language of both while trying to feign interest in Fred’s conversation.  It wasn’t easy since Avery was looking so sexy!  She had fully grown into her body and though she may have considered herself “fat”.  She wasn’t even close.  She looked like the woman in Milwaukee that had knocked on his door after her Husband had “fell asleep”.  And he wondered if she still made the same noises she used to when Jerrod would dig deep inside of her.  Pushing her limits and making her fall in love with him.  Jerrod wondered if she still did.  Wondered if the whole thing wasn’t a big mistake.     

WEEKEND WEDDING PLUS 1. Part II

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Angelica awoke in a Bathtub full of semi-cool water.  She wasn’t sure how long she had slept that way.  But definitely felt blessed about he God-given floatation devices which possibly had saved her young life.  The events of the past 18 hours had startled and drained her young body to the point of blissful exhaustion.  The nap she had taken could only help her recover part of that, and she was hungry again.

Drying herself off Angelica realized her dilemma.  She had no clothes to leave the hotel in if, she so chose.  The dress she had worn to the encounter had been ripped to shreds and after looking through the closets of Thompson Sr. she remembered how they had met in the 1st place.  The airline lost his luggage!  All she could do was wrap herself inside of the thick, terry cloth robe and wait for someone to come and get her.  Her sore throat ached as the thought crossed her mind, but at least there was TV. 

When Angelica looked towards the door, she noticed an envelope that had been slipped under it with her name on the front in bold letters.  She opened it, finding another key card to a Room on the Top floor and a note that read.

“Go to this suite before 2pm.  You have a massage scheduled you won’t need clothing for.  The table will be ready, and afterward, there are some clothes for you to change into.   Enjoy the afternoon and see you soon.  Sir Sr.”

It was already 1:50!  Mr. Thompson had left her a cum soaked mess at 8:15am!  Angelica slept 3 hours in the tub.  On top of the 8 hours, the night before Mr. Thompson had thoroughly humiliated her.  Rubbing his wet, slimy, but admittedly scrumptious chocolate stick all over her face.  All while having her frig her own pussy so hard?  She sprayed the carpet “like a Dog” he had compared her too!  Calling her “bitch” so much the words ceased to sting, and Angelica had begun to have a sexually symbiotic relationship with the word as the night progressed.  Or at least, her cunny did.

“Like an untrained bitch.  Just spraying all over nice carpet because it pleases her.”

As she rubbed her thumb against her clit and felt her the top of her tits rubbing against his soon to be betrothed brown balls.  All she could do was cum on the carpet!  What girl could resist that!  Afterward, Jr. hadn’t said anything.  His instructions had come during the assault. 

With his thumb stuck up her bum further than anything ever had been.  He told her he couldn’t fuck her this weekend.  It would be “disrespectful” to his wife.  He promised her no pussy this weekend!  And besides…Pops had dibs on her pussy this weekend for fucking!  As she came once more on the carpet Angelica’s mind flashed to Sr. spreading her pink pussy lips and walls as she watched her own expression in the mirror.  Angelica wanted to cum AND pay attention. 

Her tits were swollen with the lack of attention the men had shown them!  Their girth was making her arousal more heightened than usual.  Angelica had come to expect and look forward to mouths, tongues, teeth, and the occasional cock between them.  Her first experiences were boys sucking and licking her overdeveloped breasts sometimes for hours.  That was what the majority of the time spent with them usually!  Her breasts were conditioned for attention.  Angelica was feeling them sensitive to the touch.

Angelica grabbed her purse and headed out the door clutching the keycard in her hand.  The elevator was empty, but she did only stop at the Top floor where there were only two suites opposite one another.  The elevator opened into the Suite, and all she could think about was the room for a weekend was probably more than she made last month!  The Massage table was set in the middle of the suite. 

“Anyone here?” Angelica called out.

“Sure am Sug!  Just take your robe off and lay face down and I will be right in honey.  Just look at the table and lay down accordingly.  Sure you will figure it out.  ”

The woman’s voice sounded so sweet!  The girly part of her perked up at the lightness in it’s touch to Angelica’s earlobes.  It was almost delicate.  And relief from the constant male barking Angelica’s ears endured over the past evening into the early morning.  Not to be confused Angelica hadn’t enjoyed every minute of Sir’s harsh demands reinforced by strong cocksmanship.  But being coddled by a woman was just what she needed before whatever else was going to happen.  Especially since Angelica was content to roll with it.   

Approaching the table, she noticed near the top was a kind of mesh netting that would allow her back relief from her large breasts as she lay on her stomach.  At the bottom lay pouch which she assumed was to center her nipples?  Seemed strange but,  practical to avoid nude nipples through the netting.  Ingenious! 

“This is brilliant!” she spoke into the vast space.  This time getting no response from the Masseuse.  Alicia decided to settle in and relax. 

Her breasts were settled into their sack which allowed them to hang but, offered support as well.  It seemed portable but, the netting was made of a type of metallic substance that felt like a weave of soft chains.  They scratched circles around the young woman’s breasts into her skin.  As her pussy melted slight drips of dew from between her legs.  Just enough to relax her completely.

“Wake up darling.  Someone has been burning the midnight oil.”

The hands on her back were strong but, soft.  Shaping her back by contorting her muscles too and fro.    A small moan came from Angelica’s mouth as her whole body relaxed beneath the woman’s touch! 

“Do you mind if I go a little lower?”

“Uh-huh.”

Entirely relaxed by the woman’s touch and soothing voice.  Alicia was ready to play the role of the eager student and experience things usually, she would never.  Opening her legs as an invitation.  As expected and anticipated as the woman’s touch upon her untended garden was.  It didn’t surpass the soothing feeling Angelica felt inside her body!    

“Rich men.  They do love their young things.” 

Angelica couldn’t fully hear what the woman was saying.  When the Maseusse hands cupped her buttocks with oil and worked their way up her back?  She anticipated their silky path back between her pink puffy folds even more.  Legs opening on impulse slightly as the woman’s finger pushed perfectly between them.  Splitting the distance.  Caressing her inner thighs than teasing her tingling bud.  So Angelica opened them a little more.

“I’ve never seen you before.  Have you been working for long?” 

Angelica heard her this time clearly and was mortified by the presumption! 

“What do you mean!” Angelica responded somewhat tartly. 

“Don’t be offended honey.  I know how it is to be young and have the best thing going for me being my body.   I bought a Condo and a Mercedes from ‘giving massages.’  No shame!”

The woman’s hands were on Angelica’s arms now.  Massaging them from shoulder to fingertips as she was now positioned nearly on top of her!  Angelica could feel her breath on her young neck.  Dominating her movements as she pressed her naked tits on top of her!  Angelica froze.  Knowing something was wrong but, open to learning. 

“I’m not a whore.” She said.

The woman pulled back and ran her hands down the length of Angelica’s body.  Stopping at the base of her ass hump. 

“Hands straight ahead.” 

Angelica put her hands forward as the woman walked into her view for the 1st time.  Not wholly, so that Angelica wasn’t able to see the handcuffs before it was too late and look up to see the face of the Bride.  Ms. Joseph sneering up at her! 

“If you are not a whore.  Why did you agree to my husband’s offer to escort his Father this weekend for money?”

The woman’s hair was longer and darker than Angelica remembered.  But there was no mistaking her “about to fuck your world up.” Look she had received the last 10 days of school!  The gym teacher pressed a button on the side of the table that causes the holes in the massage table to start to close!  Angelica found herself trapped by tits being squeezed under the table! 

“What the fuck?”

Ms. Joseph grabbed her left leg and fastened her ankle off of the edge of the table before doing the same with her right leg!   Her attempt to kick the woman made Ms. Joseph laughed.  Clearly, she was the superior woman of the two!  Angelica wouldn’t stand a chance uncuffed!  All she could do was piss off the Bride.

“You signed the personal services contract and agreed to the 1k payment correct?  Consider this the fine print.”

Angelica pressed another button, and the table began to bend beneath her.  Right below Angelica’s pelvic bone.  Dropping her legs, so they hung and barely touched the top of the floor.  She could feel the breeze hit her labia and the wetness of her pussy from her tits being constrained inside their net cage.   It was tough to get enough air in her body for a good scream in this position. 

“Why are you doing this to me!”

Angelica’s voice was mixed with sadness as she felt ashamed at her sudden predicament.  Her 1st thought was she didn’t deserve any of this!  This woman.  These people!  They’re all perverts!  She didn’t ask for any of this. 

“Matt didn’t tell you this morning while you were gobbling his cock like a greedy little cocksucking whore you are?”

The Southern lilt in her voice had charged back in.  This time, with a sweet statement Angelica knew, was partly the truth.  She had eagerly sucked Coach’s cock this morning because she always wanted too!  Circumstance being even sluttier than she had imagined had she still been his student and Angelica had executed her Original plan!  Her nipples hardened at the very thought!  But she knew better than to admit it considering what was happening!

Disrobing in front of Angelica.  She finally laid eyes upon Ms. Joseph’s well-defined body and box for the first time!  Not exactly on her bucket list.  But she had wondered what it looked like as she sucked Coach’s cock.  Her finger speeding in and out of it.  Consider half of her curiosity sated.

 There were marks around the older woman’s hips that looked as if they had come from a lash of some sort.  And a hairless pussy entrance.  Like the ones Angelica saw in the pornos, she watched when Mom didn’t come home from dates.  Always skipping past the girl/girl scenes to get right to the black cock! Angelica sat in a chair directly in front of the younger woman’s mouth before pressing another button which released the younger woman’s tits from their mesh encasement.  They hung free, parallel to the ground and soon to be painfully unsupported! 

“You are going to lick my pussy in exchange for me letting you get away with sucking my future husband’s cock this morning.  Or, I am going to kick your ass and throw you out into the street in the dress you wore here last night.  And because of the personal services contract?  There would be nothing you could do about it.”

Squeezing around Angelica’s nipples and alternating rubbing and pinching them made Angelica moan with pleasure!  As much as the older woman’s sadism scared Angelica shitless.  It played differently to her hardened areola’s.  Which begged to be pinched.  And warm love box.  She momentarily forgot she hadn’t agreed to any of this.  Even as her pussy throbbed beneath her quivering ass at the moment?  All she wanted was for something to relieve the increased throbbing of her clit! 

Angelica didn’t understand it though.  Girls were never anything she had been interested in.  And she had no older woman fantasies.  She never practiced kissing with any girlfriends or found them interesting in any way.  She touched them all of the time to take measurements and never felt anything. 

Angelica felt a sharp pain as her nipples were tied to either side of a string Ms. Joseph tugged at to test her reaction.   Ms. Joseph lay beneath them on the floor.  Beginning with the left nipple.  Then the right.  Before she started to suck the globes, she wanted to touch so many times in the High School shower!  Tugging the rope intermittently until the teacher grabbed her panting mouth and kissed her upside down more passionately than any man ever had! 

“That was for me.  As is this.”

Standing up.  Ms. Joseph grasped her Cat o’Nine-Tails.  Flashing it in front of young Angelica’s face as the woman struggled to stand.  Her tits were loose and if she could manage the handcuffs and overpower Ms. Joseph?  All hope lost as the older woman easily pushed the weakened young whore back into place.  This time.  The circles around her breasts constricted just enough to hold her down. 

“Angelica.  Where do you think you are going?”

Thwack.  Thwack.  Thwack. Thwack.  Thwack.

Her legs beneath her went numb with pain after each stroke.  Her nipples raged to nearly twice their size as the ripples of pain made their way through her body!  After the 5th stroke.  Ms. Joseph stuck two fingers into Angelica’s twat.  Causing her to scream unexpectedly into a mighty Orgasm!  

“Wow.  My husband always said you never really understand a girl until you spank her.  He was right!”

Moving in front of the girl, Ms. Joseph grabbed her hair and smothered young Angelica’s face in her wet pussy.  Dripping in envy having seen her once again teach her student a life lesson.  Grateful Angelica.  Ass sore from the spanking she never knew she needed so much.  Clumsily tried her best to satisfy the older woman!  Putting for enough effort to convince Ms. Joseph to release the girl without a word.

And further, instruct her on the Art of proper cunnilingus on the Suite bed.  Where she could enjoy her Bridal gift from her husband and Father in law.  A partial fair exchange for arranging her sister to entertain the Groomsmen after the rehearsal dinner last week.  Something her sister wanted to do anyway!     

As Ms. Joseph came over the young woman’s mouth for the 3rd time.  Having only had to spank her once with her hand.  And after establishing that from now on if they crossed paths in public.  She could call Ms. Joseph Suge.  All the girls who ate her pussy good like the fast learning Angelica called her Suge, she said. 

“And this way.  Other women like me will know what you are.”

With that.  Suge went down on Angelica’s unsuspecting box better than any boy ever!  Swirling her tongue inside of Angelica’s body in ways she never knew possible!  Leaving her in a contorted twisted mess in what seemed like only minutes.  Legs up.  Squeezing both of her nipples in her hands. 

“You taste like rum..”  Giovanna purred.  “And I needed a shot.”

Walking back over to the bed.  Giovanna kissed the young woman passionately and thanked her on behalf of her husband as well. 

“I feel like I owe you an explanation.  You were such a good learner!” Giovanna began. 

She explained the nature of the two’s relationship.  How they both came from prosperous families with similar ideas towards sex and marriage.  The only differences between the two broods being the race.  It took them a lot of time and planning to get to the wedding stage.  With both families being opposed to one thing or another. 

“So we made arrangements for family members to meet in ways in which they would get along and, it kind of became our thing.”

She explained how what began as family gatherings attended as boyfriend-girlfriend became over the years a chance to hook up friends and family members.  She made it sound as if it just happened naturally.  They became matchmakers/swingers and found sexual roles that allowed the couple to flourish while exploring themselves and, other people.  As long as they weren’t students. 

“You were to be the exception.  We planned on making you our toy right around graduation.  And then you got spooked, and we figured it was for the best.  Strange how you were attracted to my Future father in law.  You came back to us.  Didn’t you?”

Stroking Angelica’s hair as she stared into the wall.  Spent from fucking the 3 of them silly on this sacred weekend!  It was so kinky! 

“There is a Dress Shop in the Lobby.  Go pick an evening dress to escort Mr. Thompson to the Wedding tomorrow.  His wife just died and believe it or not.  You were good for him this weekend.  People know you as a respectable young woman and trust me.  No one will ever say anything different out loud.  Understand?”

“Yes, Suge.”

“Good.  And don’t worry.  You are not the 1st woman they shared.” 

Smiling and thinking about all of the good sex she had experienced.  She figured, why not?  She would do anything any of the three of them asked.  Having lost all sense of time, plan, or responsibility.  She finally felt like a woman.  Free of responsibility of trying to become something or someone she wasn’t sure she wanted to be.  And, it only took being blackmailed and a few good lashes to make things clear!    

Four years later, Angelica walked into the hotel and opened the shop door with her key.  She felt the welt from the lash as it rubbed against the exquisite fabric of her dress.  And the sensation was sending shivers into her groin with each step.  As Manager of the Dress shop, Angelica had to be responsible and get into work.  The raise in pay, along with a generous Boss benefactor allowed her to enjoy more of the finer things life had to offer.  So the silk dress covered her supple body perfectly but gave off a soft silhouette of the sexiest garters and bustiers Angelica had designed herself.  It was very nipple accessible. 

Today, she was training a new employee.  Beth.  A girl Angelica graduated with.  A popular blonde girl with ample curves who went off to study Fashion in NYC.  Her 5’10, 140 lbs being her most significant deterrent to finding work in the Big City fashion industry where healthy asses are discouraged even in the Offices!  After a year of working as a stripper to keep her dreams alive?  Beth had been humbled back home and was looking for work.  A situation Angelica was more than happy to take advantage of.  She smiled as she remembered what she said to her.

“So much experience!”

Snickering under her breath as she knew the internships at numerous Fashion Companies were not going to be as useful as her redacted from resume experiences as a dancer/prostitute in New Jersey.  Pulling tricks to live in Manhattan.  The money spent that night on Beth was about to bear fruit from a flowered tree.  And Angelica wanted Beth to taste every drop!

As she sat in her chair preparing for Beth’s arrival.  She couldn’t help but watch the video of Beth and the two men staying in the Family suite upstairs.  As Beth sucked the white man’s cock.  The black man pounded her white pussy hard from behind!  The drugs on the nightstand and Beth’s howling pleadings for the man to “cum on her face” were the parts Angelica liked best!  It took everything she had not to pull her loose dress up and finger herself!  But would be here any minute and, she didn’t want to spoil the training!   This was the 1st time the family included her in recruiting someone.  And after years of blissful servitude.  She was ready to prove her “value.”  

WHAT SHE WANTS

Posted on by Xavier

We had been friends for years. I was a personal trainer at the local gym when she came walking in late sexy as all hell. Obviously, she was mixed Asian, but her 34C’s and well-toned physique made her unapproachable to most. But it was my job to meet and assist the clientele when there were no sessions so, I did.

Her name was May, and like most beautiful women as it turned out, she was very engaging. What most men don’t realize is that these women spend most of their time fending off crude, unwanted advances when a simple “Hello” usually suffices. I showed her some ass tightening exercise, my personal favorites because they allowed my hands to wander in the interest of showing proper form. Which she had plenty of.

I was 6’2, 215, black and well-endowed and cut as it was in my job to stay in shape. Training seemed to play into my masochistic side though, and my clients tended to get off on the dominance which worked to my advantage. But I made it a rule to never fuck my clients until after our sessions were complete. As you can imagine, I had plenty of former clients who kept me busy sucking and taking my cock in numerous ways. The perks. But May wasn’t one of them. She was bi and mostly into girls at the time. We became friends though, and she enjoyed hearing about how I would force my dick into a former client’s now tight ass and have them lick me clean. Although she pretended not to.

May was around 5’6 and extremely troubled. Her sexuality seemed to cause her many personal issues and dilemmas. Despite her attraction to me, she was afraid that her parents would not approve. So over time, we became friends instead of lovers. But I could tell my sex tales became more and more distressing. Admittedly, I knew the effect they had on her. But I loved how she would cross and uncross her legs as I could imagine her lust becoming uncomfortable dampness between her thighs. I wanted her so bad! But I had to be careful and patient until the opportunity arose to give her what she wanted.

One night around 11 the chance came. I heard a knock on my door and as was my custom, answered the way I slept. Completely naked. My boys always call.  So it had to be a hot piece of ass wanting to fuck, so I figured, why waste time? I slept in character. May knew this was what I did as many of my stories began at my door with a woman on her knees licking my balls and ass, as was my rule. Show appreciation for what I am about to give you. I grabbed the dish towel and quickly covered up, but the image was already cast.

The tears in her eyes and on her face were evident as was the size of her large nipples now as she walked in sobbing. Her skirt, a white micro mini left little to the imagination. Even the color of her red thong. Her breasts were covered by a light sheer blouse, and her bra was cut so as to cover just to where her nipples could be released. She looked so fuckable it was evident the dish towel would not suffice to cover my quickly hardening dick. But I wouldn’t need too much longer anyway.

“I caught my girlfriend with her ex-boyfriend fucking, and all she could do was smile and ask me to join them! I hate my life!”

She said this as she walked directly past me and sat down in a kitchen chair blocking my way back into the main room. She continued with incoherent babble about “wasting her life” and “wishing she hadn’t given her heart so easily.”  Her head and face staring directly at the loincloth as her sobs started to dissipate and I could see her wheels spinning. The recognition of the truth of my tales came across her face.  It had been so long since she seen a real dick and in one day, to see two! May’s face became more flushed. And admittedly, her tears did nothing to soften my erection which by now was twitching violently.

“Are you turned on right now?” She asked the obvious as the decision came to me almost simultaneously to drop the rag.

“What do you think?” Moving towards her slightly parted mouth with purpose.

I had two choices. Put on some clothes, be a friend and listen to her tale of woe. Or say fuck it and make my move. Her nipples were hardening under her shirt and were visible. One thing about May was she loved sex with her girlfriend. She had probably expected to be with her that night and was worked up before her world came crashing down. Seeing her lover getting fucked by what she missed so much and had given up probably made her think of what she was missing. She wasn’t thinking clearly now. She was confused, hurt, and horny. In other words, perfect.

All it took was one kiss. Kneeling down I parted her lips with my own, slipping my tongue between her folds deftly and finding her own hot, wet tongue. My hands instinctively caressed her breasts through her shirt and adeptly unhooked her bra and quickly found her hardened nipples. She said nothing as she sat in my chair partially clothed and fully aroused. Her eyes told everything when I released her kiss. This was going to happen.

Grasping her arm below the wrist, I placed it on my cock and kissed her ears adeptly. She sighed as she realized her fingers barely touched due to my girth. My other hand I ran from her calves to her inner thigh until I found her clitoris and squeezed. She sat up as my hand felt her juices flow onto my fingers and the words “Stop” whispered from her mouth. But she knew better.

Ripping her panties aside the force of the movement startled her. My other hand squeezing her breasts together gripping her at her nipples forcefully May squealed in delight. She wanted the same thing she saw her girlfriend getting earlier, and that was why she came to me. I stood and rubbed my dick on her lips until she pursed them with a flick of her tongue, tasting my salty sweet discharge.

Her mouth soon wrapped around my cockhead with the ease of an old pro. Turns out the reason she dated women was her love of sucking cock which she had neglected to mention but was evident but the hot swirls of sensation that now enveloped my dick! I like a lady, but love a whore more!

Looking down and seeing my dick plunge in and out of her face was more than I had planned or even imagined and the sight of her skirt, now around her ankles and one tit hanging out of her blouse being fondled almost made me cum and that was not what I wanted. Her mouth was voracious! Pulling her ears back I quickly pulled her top off, grabbed her hair and spun her around. Her ankles were still encased by her micro mini which was what and how I wanted her…restrained.

I rubbed my cockhead up and down her slit as May moaned like a bitch in heat! She was so fucking hot with her toned thighs and white ass I wanted to take my time. Make her beg. But I couldn’t wait to feel her pussy surround my dick!   I plunged into her slowly. Putting the length of my cock one-quarter of the way inside. Stroking her adeptly to a series of small orgasms while holding her hair tightly, stopping her wet pussy from pushing down to my thighs until May was coming all over my legs. Every time, I would squeeze her left nipple than roll it around, caressing away the pain, she came. And despite my attempts to hold back and enjoy her writing and movements, I knew I would cum soon too.

“John please!” She moaned in a begging tone. “Put it all the way in!”

I continued my torture for another 30 seconds or so until finally pushing my way to the hilt into her tight, drenched hole. Fucking her deep and hard until I couldn’t take it anymore and felt my balls expand and I pulled out. Sticking my head directly into her asshole as I shot my load inside and all over her perfectly round ass. Then sat down on my kitchen floor watching her as she lay motionless, torso hanging over the top of the chair. Wet and dripping down to her skirt floor from as my sperm was spread around her ass, dripped from her hole.

I stood and kissed her deeply. Picking her up and carrying her off to my bed instead of making her crawl as was my custom. A special act for a special night!