Category: Good Bad Girls

PLUS ONE

Posted on by Xavier

There were always exotic women with sharp curves and strong bodies, coming in and out for no longer than a few hours at a time.  African.  Asian.  Italian.  Irish, Hispanic.  Filipino.  Different shapes sizes, and walks of life down the same path.  Sometimes alone.  And sometimes, together.  All doing a form of “The walk.”   But what does an outsider know about anything that happens inside a home of consenting adults?   

 

Ron waited as Lorraine walked around the corner of his home towards him from the opposite direction of where he was perched.  He recognized the smile on her bright yellow face from a distance as a nervous one.  But her confident, sexy gait was undeniably confident until her last step.  Which ended directly in front of Ron’s prone lawn chair.  Everything about her portrayed the woman as sure, even if she wasn’t.  But it wouldn’t be long before she believed in herself again.  Because she was there. 

 

“Are you alone tonight?”  Ron asked smirkingly.

 

Smiling up at the woman as her breasts blocked the sun from the front of his face he remembered the words of his Uncle lawyer.  “Never ask a question you are not sure of the answer.”  The curves of her tightly-shave cunt already betrayed no shadows between her tight white shorts.  And no fearful intent on her part at all.  Ron read her weight shifting from one foot onto the other as a tell he had seen before.  The sassy Latina hell-bent on taming the Beast within Ron’s shorts, once and for all!  His cock even twitched a bit at the thought of what was anticipated she would try first.  And what Ron would do next. 

 

“I am more than enough woman.”  Lorraine smiled.

 

Her pride stuck in the words even if she doubted, they were true.  Knowing her friend was in love with him but knowing herself even better.   This wouldn’t be the 1st time they were together.  Just the first time they would be together alone.  And from their first time together?  Lorraine wasn’t sure what she was saying may actually be the lie.  Because Ron was more than a handful!  Or even two.

 

Her body ached for him.  She could still feel his warm hardness pulsing inside of her days later.  And had only nervous conversation with his girlfriend Jill since.  Trying to hide how she really felt about their threesome was hard!  And Jill told her she and Ron had been fighting ever since which secretly made Lorraine smile.  Jill said she was leaving to visit her parents for a few days.  To reconsider the entire relationship and whether there was a future for them at all.  While Lorraine listened as a good friend would under the circumstances.  Hoping that Jill wouldn’t catch on to her growing interest in her man!

 

When Ron called and asked her to stop by the day Jill flew out of town?  All types of thoughts ran across Lorraine’s mind.  One about her own girlfriend who was boring in bed for a girl but, loyal.  She knew nothing about what Lorraine had been up to the previous Thursday night and her evolving thoughts on her own sexuality.  But mostly she thought about Ron and the way his dick felt inside of her body!  She realized she didn’t care if her girlfriend found out and what she wanted was more time with him, alone.  

 

“What time”?

 

She could have said no.  Hung up the phone and called Jill immediately and tell her about the invitation and that would be the end of it.  She could fight the temptation to fuck her man AND have Jill back on a regular basis again.  Because she knew if she said anything?  Jill would break it off with him.  But Lorraine didn’t want it to be the end.

 

 She was hoping they would have invited her back to join both of them.    Their dynamic had been electric!  And she wanted nothing more than to experience Ron again!  His confidence in inviting her over was exciting to her!  Knowing what she knew now about them both.  The right thing was satisfying a thumping emptiness between her legs since last week Lorraine knew Ron could sate.  Jill had just left the door wide open.

 

Inviting Lorraine into their shared bed was proof of her willingness to evolve and share.  Both Ron and Jill both knew it wasn’t in Jill’s nature to share anything!  Especially Ron.  He knew there had to be more in it for her or it would go on for as long as it could before Jill lost her cool entirely.  Demanding some form of reassurance again of his devotion to her.  The interim was going through their playful motions.

 

The fruits of the game now stood directly before him.  Close enough for him to reach out and rub his palm against Lorraine’s mound before Ron decided to respond to her boast.

 

“I’ve heard that before.” He sneered.

 

Lorraine would have probably would have never imagined a man interacting with her that way last week!  But Ron had opened up a world the young woman had stopped considering long ago.  And she welcomed his forceful yet, gentle touch with an involuntary shiver and not much else.  His palm circulated across her mound in the ways girls usually touched her.  And increased her desire to be not just filled by his cock but more intimately this time!  Ron pulled aside her terry cloth shorts to lick between her legs with the confidence most men only pretend to have.  As the heat and moisture between her legs bunched her shorts even closer together between her thighs.  His perversion matched only by his skill.

 

Lorraine loved Jill as a friend and occasional lover too.  And the two women were attracted together for what seemed like forever!  She was the girl Lorraine cheated on her Girlfriends with before Ron.  Not seeing her being the main reason she agreed to join the two of them in the 1st place.  With the caveat, she was not there for him.  How things change in a moment.

 

All Lorraine could think about in the seven days since their Menage Trois was him!  Watching how attentive Ron was to Jill had made her instantly jealous and understanding of why Jill never called her anymore!  But hearing his voice on the other end of the line was what she wanted now!  Lorraine didn’t need a clumsy excuse to stop by uninvited while Jill was out of town.  All she had to do was stop by and see if the connection she felt was really there.  And now as his finger decisively slid into her moist slit.   She knew she had done the right thing!

 

“Either way.  I’m glad you came.”

 

 

She almost did as Ron removed his hand and walked into the home.  Expecting her to follow closely behind.  He waved at the camera in an odd gesture she thought as they stepped inside together.  The long distance to the Bedroom seemingly steps away as Lorraine felt something she hadn’t felt in many years.  Overwhelmed and unable to say the words no. 

 

Ron lit a joint sitting on the side of the Bed in an ashtray.  Passing it to her as she sat her down on the Bed before exiting the room.  When Ron reappeared he was as naked and immodest as the day he was born.  Swaying from side to side as he moved towards her.  

 

“You’re assuming an awful lot.”  

 

Her mouth moved but her body stayed put.  Because she wore no panties or bra all she could do was pretend there was a chance she would walk away by behaving modestly.  But there was only one reason she would be there! and her hard nipples gave her completely away before Ron stood above her silently.  Grasping the blunt in one hand and her face in the other before pulling her chin up.  Her mouth directly in line with his 9 inches of brown steak.  With her eyes were directed upwards, watching him pull the weed into his mouth.  Ron’s head tilted down to kiss her.  Blowing smoke onto her tongue and down her throat as he kissed her passionately.  Releasing her mouth from his with two words.

 

“Stop playing.”

 

Lorraine felt her hand moving up between his legs.  Pulling Ron’s cock towards her opening lips knowing she shouldn’t be doing this!    It was pure lust and instinct taking over.  Watching his eyes roll back into the recesses of his head and making her mouth even wetter!  Her tongue encircled than engulfed, his stiffening cock as Lorraine surprised herself with how deep she could push it into her mouth and almost down her throat!  The enthusiasm that was more about how excited she was to see him this time alone.

 

What would her girlfriend say if she knew where she was and what she was doing?  And what about Jill?  Would she accept an apology and Lorraine’s skilled tongue swirling between her own tan thighs as a proper apology?  Did Lorraine even care?  As the thoughts ran through Lorraine’s head?  Her hands moved downwards towards her own slick box.  Rubbing her clit like her girlfriend usually did.  As if she was there with them!      

 

Sleeping with men was expected of her as a young, sexy Latina, so she wasn’t a virgin anywhere.  Her strict Catholic guilt made sure of that!  Lorraine was even engaged to a man before who had taught her about sex as a chore.  Those encounters were more about his pleasure than hers.  Those far from earth-shattering experiences only pushed her further away from men and before long Lorraine had rebranded herself a Lesbian. 

 

Any attraction to men had been a fleeting thought since.  Until watching Ron and Jill together had made her envious in a way she never experienced.  She WANTED him to make love to her the same way he had Jill.  With kisses and strokes long and deep inside of her body!  The sight of his brown skin sliding inside of Jill’s pink hole as it spread and sweated around his cock.  Lorraine knew what she wanted! 

 

There were no rules she told herself as she devoured the brown monster inch by inch.  Her body temperature heating up at the thought of Ron entering her like he had Jill.  Kissing and caressing her chest and back lovingly as he tested the depths of her well as Lorraine had watched in anticipation.  Wanting to be next but knowing that wasn’t what the two women had agreed upon.  If Jill was in town?  She wouldn’t be here.  Dressed so provocatively for however long he clothes remained. 

“You are very good at this.” 

 

Ron let her know he approved as he watched her head bobbing back and forth over and around his thick monster.  She was barely able to contain it in her mouth, and half wanted/expected Ron to grab the back of her head and force him down onto her.  Causing her to cough and gag as she usually had in her past with much smaller men.  But he didn’t.  He just watched as she did what she could before stepping back and pulling her tight T-shirt over her head.  Revealing her wonderfully shaped C cups and absurdly hard brown nipples.  The darkest part of her body. 

 

“I need to taste them titties now.”

 

His mouth circling her areolas in the most frantic yet, seductive way.  Ron had caressed and rubbed her titties beneath her bobbing head and now, pulled them and her upwards towards her mouth. 

 

“You know you are a natural, don’t you?”  Ron again expressing his approval of her performance so far.

 

The warmth of his mouth and lips kissing in between her breasts, so close to her own heartbeat made her shake again beneath him.  As he pushed her down onto the bed and began licking down her body until his head was between her thighs.  Kissing either side and teasing her clit with clumsy rolls of the tongue that seemed perfectly timed to her reactions!  Until Ron dug in.  Devouring her pussy with what had to be divine intent!

 Back and forth.  Up and down.   Figure eights until Lorraine’s body betrayed her, and she could feel the Orgasm welling up inside of her body! 

 

“I’m cumming.”

 

Ron rolled her legs up further beneath him as she began to shake and in one slow stroke?  Invaded her convulsing pussy just in time to get the desired reaction! 

“I love a wet dick.”

 

The strokes were long and slow with an extra push at the end that shook Lorraine a bit further than she ever knew possible!  The pain of being stretched enhanced by the pleasure or her own Orgasm beneath him!  His throbbing bare flesh rubbing against her walls that made her wonder does he do this with every girl?  But not wanting to stop it now!  No man had ever entered her unprotected, and she had sworn that no random man ever would!  But at the moment?  All she wanted was to feel his cum inside of her! 

“I know I cheated?” 

 

Ron began to pull out of her as her Orgasm subsided a bit.  His cock teasing and massing her insides in a short steady stroke.  Keeping the sensors inside of her body on full blast as his hands seemed to be all over her at once!  Under her ass.  Cupping her as he pulled her in but controlled her every stroke. 

On her tits.  Rubbing them and pinching her nipples one at a time in between hugs and kisses that calmed her fiery soul.  His tongue invading her mouth passionately from time to time as she began to Orgasm as many times as she could manage from his artful mastery of her!  As Ron began to push deeper inside of her.  His full shaft pressing against her shaved baldness finally.  Lorraine began to experience what she was looking for! 

 

“I want you to cum inside me.”

 

Lorraine’s voice was barely audible as she felt Ron stiffen and shoot his seed deep inside of her womb.  Leaving her there to recover.

“I will be right back.  Have to go check on something.”

 

Jill had watched the whole thing on the home security in a room upstairs.  Her mouth was gagged, and her hands tied behind her as she watched her man impregnate her friend.  The machine whirred and whipped inside of her a dildo half the size of Ron.  As she squirmed at the delight of watching her dream come true.  She couldn’t have children, and it gave her happiness to know the plan had worked so well.  Hoping that one day, they could all be together again soon. 

DOMINOS 5/STRINGS ATTACHED

Posted on by Xavier

 

 

Fred walked into his Downtown Office.  Sitting down in his King’s Chair waiting for the Markets to open.  It was only six thirty in the morning, and he wasn’t alone.  His Executive Assistant was there with him posted up at the receptionist desk.  Waiting for him with a smile on her face, as requested.  A smile that was returned daily by a lecherous sneer from him. 

 

She had been in her new position for about three months already.  Top twenty percent of her class at Wharton.  A certified genius hassled only by a mountain of debt due in no small part to a shopping addiction that offset her intelligence equally.  The six-figure salary wasn’t enough to afford the luxury amenities of her colleagues anyway so being at the office 12 hours a day worked perfectly for now.  Even the menial task of making sure his coffee was perfect wasn’t as much of an insult to a woman of her stature.  He was, after all, the biggest boss and landing that job was a coup.

 

Fred had been impressed with her resume and work experience.  Legal Degree and more recently M.A. from Wharton.  Fred was even more impressed with Gina herself.  Five foot 6 inches with a twenty-three-inch waist.  What were at least full C cup breasts in a dress just long enough and tight enough to fit her voluptuous, brown body!  She had worn Louboutin’s that were possibly a bit too inappropriate for the culture at the convention when they first met.  Where he was the keynote speaker.  And by the way, she carried herself, he knew she had walked in the Front Door and not a side entrance.  He confidence told everyone that Gina belonged.

 

Gauging her reaction against Men he knew would have a problem with her very presence even before hearing her speak.  Assessing how she handled them from across the room and reading her body language.  Fred was getting excited to meet her.  The Conservative businessman that he was didn’t show a tell above his belt buckle in the crowded room.  And by the time she had worked around to him?  The erection subsided thanks to innocuous small talk and thoughts of how his wife ignored him the morning before Fred caught his flight.  As usual.  He was almost angry as he turned to respond to her tap on his shoulder.  Anger that dissipated within a glance.

 

Fred had listened to her pitch to work for him while reading the accomplishments on her Resume.  She was smart.  Charming.  Articulate.  And at the same time to him?  Something else.  Shuffling his feet in a circular motion as Gina spoke Fred had subtly dispersed those standing immediately to his left.  And Gina’s insistence on maintaining Fred’s attention?  Dispatched those on his immediate right.  Until they were alone in a filled room.  Her, facing the others in the room.  And him?  Facing only her.   Though he had barely said a word.

 

“Look at me.  Eye to eye.”

 

Grasping her left forearm above the wrist.  Fred leaned into the shorter woman and unlike most men? Never diverted his eyes from hers.  Maybe it was her mouth that he glanced at. Perhaps the totality of her face.  But he wasn’t being moved or controlled by sex she thought.  Or at least showing it. 

 

“What do you want to do with your life?”

 

Fred had learned this technique from his Father.  Establish dominance immediately.  Control your surroundings.  Press and apply the pressure.  Ask for the impossible question and wait for the impossible answer.

 

“The same thing you want to do with yours.”

 

Fred looked for weakness or emotion in her response at the time.  But her facial expressions wouldn’t betray her.  If Fred saw anything?  It was deep inside of her eyes, and it was empty space.  Inviting twins of his own but, less barren.  Was it passion?  His slacks which began to grow the moment he grasped her arm.  Electric to the touch of her.  His first thought was correct.  He had to possess her.

 

“How many Resumes did you hand out today?”  Fred asked.

 

“Five, so far.” 

 

“Let me hold your folder for you a minute.”

 

Taking her folder into his hand.  Fred released her arm from his grasp.

 

“You’re hired. As long as you go collect those Resumes and bring them back to me within five minutes.” 

 

”What?”

 

The surprised look on her face was exactly what Fred wanted to see.  He sensed a tinge of joy in her voice and thought again about his request.  Knowing he didn’t want anyone to change their mind and pounce as he had.  Fred changed his tone immediately.

“Just messing with ya.  Not about being hired!  The Resumes.  I expect to see you in the Main Office in two weeks.”

 

And with that.  Fred exited the room before he lost the edge. 

 

Human Resources set Gina up with Relocation Services who arranged a nearby Luxury Apartment amongst other things.  175 plus expenses and a 3-day work week in Office that started at 6 AM.  She would work directly underneath Fred and answer to no one else.  Not even the Department Heads or Vice-Presidents.  Especially not the Members of the Board.  And if they weren’t apart of the Corporate family?  She was to divert.  Build her own team Fred could Trust to only answer to him or her.    

  

Gina had done her job.  Adjusting up his Corporate strategy flawlessly for three months as if they immediately became business symbiotic.  Together implementing improvements that helped the Company Portfolio climb 1 percent in the last quarter.  While others lost money?  Fred made a little.  Not much compared to when things were great?  But enough to show him he had made the right decision.  Because as much as it was always about the numbers for him.  Fred had plans.

 

Big plans.  But what was needed someone smart enough overseas to head up the Asian Liaison Office.  A woman was a perfect choice for Asia.  The Operation wasn’t huge, or on the scope with other regions so, there was little chance for failure.  And there was the chance to have Gina as his lover. 

 

She was shaped like the girls he often hired while away on business trips.  Especially one night in New Orleans right after he was married.  He had paid double to have his way with that one!  This one?  She was going to have shown him how bad she wanted the job.

 

At twenty-nine years old Gina was a bit older than his usual conquests.  But those women were Professionals of a different sort.  Her resume was completing Undergraduate at 17.  Georgetown Law.  Time spent as a Paralegal followed by a few more as an attorney.  And more recently?  A pivot and Masters from Wharton.  Had her new husband not died suddenly she would be making Babies somewhere instead of rebranding her life and career.    

 

For her?  The position meant more than others who wanted plain old success and Titles.  She needed a purpose.  A reason.  Having lost so much recently.  Her best friend.  Her Lover.  Her way.   Only to find herself once again immersed in a job and work.  This time much different than the legal arguments and tedious Corporate protection racket.  But still. The same.  Cumming full circle.  It was almost as if she was running on automatic.  Pressing one button or another to free her limbs to continue.  A life that lacked purpose?  Lacks passion.

 

She once used to cream her panties at the most simple delights of the world.  A mangled paper clip adeptly distorted into a clitoral stimulant.  A man with a trouser snake that made her wonder about his size.  Conversations with women she worked with she knew had sexual attractions and desires towards her.  How easy it used to be.  And she would dominate them all.  By either suppression?  Or submission.  Before Love.  The man who tamed her soul along with her body was gone now so young!  An unreasonable blip of happiness, gone.  And all reasons to remain?  Buried with him.  The attraction to her now Boss Fred the moment that they met had been the only brief feeling of life since.   As slowly, Gina returned to being herself.

 

His sneer this morning she knew was mixed with necessity and depravity.  And for the first time in years, Gina felt something in her reborn virginal vessel.  A familiar twinge of expectation. 

 

She no longer masturbated in Bathroom stalls.  Or placed objects from the sex store inside of her daily to help her Brilliant mind focus.  These were objects of a tainted youth subjected.  She had done those Taboo things other girls would only dream and fantasize about.  Given it all up for one man she loved just to watch him quickly wither and die.  And come out of it all, a new Gina.  Stronger than the last but, absent of any joy.  Cumming was no longer a necessity.  Hiding in plain sight, was. 

 

“You never talk about your personal life.”

 

Standing in the entrance between the two rooms.  Fred startled Gina with his voice proximity. Usually, she was at the ready with answers to any questions he may have.  But the momentary pause was enough for Fred to know she wasn’t going to answer directly what he already knew by now.  She was a tragic story. 

 

“It’s because it isn’t what you pay me for.  It’s inappropriate.”

 

Fred moved to the inside of what was their personal Private sanctum.  Everything that was available to him within the walls of that single floor?  Was open to her as well.  Her station was temporary.  Until the Full-Time Receptionist and Fred’s actual fuck toy, Jessica came in at 11.  A relationship Gina guessed at but, never cared to confirm. 

 

“Well, I imagine it’s time then.  I want you to come to have dinner with my wife tonight and me.  Around 9.  She wants to meet you and so do I.  No date.  Just you.”

 

Fred retreated back into his office as quickly as he started speaking.  Leaving Gina to her tasks and her thoughts.  He wasn’t going to try to sleep with her with his wife there so, that was a relief?  And since she wasn’t scheduled to be in the office the next morning?  She didn’t have to wake up early, so there was no excuse.  As if there could ever be one for the CEO’s personal invite.

 

Arriving at the Manhattan apartment the Connors used as a personal residence while in town.  Gina was immediately directed to a Private elevator on the side of the Building by the Front Desk Clerk.  The elevator had one destination and opened up into a beautiful space!  The glass windows.  Two of them turned to the side to allow the night air in.  And Fred.  On the balcony.  Holding two glasses.

 

“Come in.”

 

Gina had endured many courtships in her jaded past.  Mostly crude come-ons and direct suggestions from aggressive.  Mostly older men who guessed her true nature.  And at that time?  It wasn’t hard to tell since in most of those instances?  She had been the passive aggressor.  Being wooed with kindness was not what she was accustomed to or even previously had preferred.  But she knew there would be no wife or third glass to fill instantaneously.  And Gina was relieved at the thought. 

 

Her attire was a business suit.  Her usual these days with one exception.  Gina had found her last set of sexy lingerie and was wearing it beneath her suit.  Garters and a push-up bra and a singular piece of black thong underwear which she hadn’t worn since the week before her Husband’s diagnosis and surprisingly quick demise.  It wasn’t a conscious choice for her.  But one she wore comfortably.  Placing her purse on the table by the couch.  Gina confidently strode outside to the patio.  Where a table and her Boss waited.

 

“No wife?”  she asked.

 

“No witnesses.”

 

Fred replied while passing her a glass of Champagne along with his usual sneered greeting. 

 

“I wanted to get to know the real you.  Without pretenses.  So tonight?  I am not your Boss.  I am your friend.”

 

“Well, that is pretty hard to imagine.  Considering you are still, my Boss.”

 

Did he think it was going to be easy?  That she would seize the opportunity to cement her position with her body?  Gina was flattered, of course.  And for the first time since she could remember even a bit horny at the coming proposition.  But she understood their dynamic and had promised herself to never be one of “those girls” who slept their way to the top!  Even if she was attracted to him.

 

“You’re right.  Which is why we are celebrating your promotion to Head of the Asian Division.”

 

Gina’s face lit up.  She knew what was being planned in that area and had been compiling Data for the job search.  At Fred’s request.  Giving opinions on what would be needed there to succeed.  And had just begun compiling a list of qualified candidates.  She knew how important this was to him and, the Corporation.  But she didn’t think she was under consideration!  She ran out and gave Fred a big hug!  Dropping all professional pretense for the moment and for the first time in two years, allowing herself to be happy! 

 

Her breasts instantly perked up with the first close human contact in years!  And instinctively she turned her face up and kissed her boss passionately!  Surprising Fred immediately.  After releasing the kiss awkwardly, she stepped back.

 

“Talk about inappropriate.”

 

Fred sneered as he pulled back her chair to sit in the night air.

 

“Sit.”

 

Gina wasn’t accustomed to being uncomfortable.  It had been a long time since a man hadn’t responded to her advances by reciprocating.  But it had been a long time since she had been so direct with one as well.  What she wanted was confused by the setting and circumstance as well as her own reaction which she knew wasn’t solely about a promotion. 

 

Fred began to talk about when they first met and the sense he had about her.  How he had watched her closely since, to make sure she would be right for the post.  The way he accentuated the word.  Post.  Gina heard every word and answered the way she knew he wanted her to since she was being given more than directives.  This job was more than that.  It was a purpose.   She found her mind wandering into her past.  Delving into the part of her brain that had been shut off due to circumstance.  It was as if fires were being relit inside of her. 

 

“All three points of action.”

 

The words whispered came out naturally.  As the nubs of Gina’s nipples pressed her smart blouse and sleek garments that slipped across the body’s most sensitive spots.  The conservative cut still maintained her outward appearance of modesty But inside?  Her clitoris began to throb at the inflections of his voice.  The moistness of his lips.  And of course, the small bulge that began to grow inside of his trousers as their chemistry began to bubble.  It was the slow acting yet powerful chemical formula between them causing the natural reactions she once took for granted.   Horniness.

 

“In a manner of speaking.  Yes.  We seem to be simpatico on this.” 

 

“Oh yes, we are.  May I use the ladies room?”

 

“Of course.  Down the hallway to the left.”

 

Gina couldn’t take it anymore!  The meal had been delicious, and the conversation was definitely favorable.  She would be leaving in five days and would not be required to come to the Office until then.  Her routine.  The thing she had just became comfortable with.  Was going away as quickly as she had secured it.  Another surprise of life.  And on top of that?  She was alive!  Feeling again as she always had.  Horny at the simple breeze of wind she couldn’t feel through her rough suits of armor.  Having gotten everything that she wanted professionally wasn’t enough to fill the void.  She needed more. 

 

As she took off her suit in the confines of Fred’s bathroom and replaced the high-heels on her feet.  Gina knew no wasn’t going to be an acceptable answer.  The garters she wore seemed planned, but she didn’t care what Fred thought now.  Gina knew he was never supposed to see them.  But also knew she wanted him to see them now!

 

As she opened the door leading into the hallway, she was startled herself.  Fred stood leaning on the wall down the hall.  He was unbuttoning his shirt carefully as Gina began walking towards him step after step.  Until they stood face to face.  There was nothing else to talk about.  No more necessary pretenses to hold onto.  Just them.   

 

“I’ve wanted to see you like this since we first met.”

 

His hands wandered from her ears.  To her mouth and the left side of her face.  Her neck which he grasped tightly.  Causing her body to arch forward towards him.  A natural state of submission towards him.  As his other hand began to explore her body. 

 

Her tits.  Nipples one at a time tweaked and squeezed as Gina began to cream her panty line a bit.  She hadn’t dared to touch herself at all when she had the chance.  Fearing she may be in their longer exploring her other long-lost lover.  Herself.  The sensations and enticing opportunity to play with her mound had been conquered by thoughts of this moment.  When he would finally show her what being the boss was all about! 

 

As Fred’s hand rolled the tiny piece of string across her lips.  His mouth engaged hers in an intense mixture of wills.  His to dominate her.  And hers to be with someone worthy.  His middle finger rhythmically pounding her reborn virgin pussy without direction or need for instruction until her legs became too fragile to stand on!  They were only being propped by the upward momentum of his thrusting hand and the firm grip of his hand on her neck!

 

Gina could feel the restrictive pull of air as gravity dropped her weight down onto two unsure sticks.  And her desire to give in further.  To submit to a man felt in the moment to have never been greater!  It was the timing and unfamiliarity of what was once familiar.  Hardened nipples and a drenched pussy not fingered in so long!  So long she forgot the circumstance. 

 

But Fred knew.  He had an investigator look into her past and knew all about her youthful experimentations that lasted well past the stage of curiosity!  Gina was perfect for what he desired.  Another mate but this one?  Under his control.  As he deftly maneuvered a second digit into her warmth, Fred felt himself grow bold that he possessed her now.  And sure that he would thoroughly enjoy his new toy!

 

Fred took his hand from between Gina’s legs and wrapped it around her waist.  Holding her up and into him by cupping her ass cheek by the dimple.  Gina’s breathing became steady and robust instead of the frantic and erratic breaths of air that had accompanied her orgasmic bliss.  Even as her heart was still racing with excitement!

 

Pulling her full face around Gina could feel his four fingers tingling and caressing her moist inner fold.  Arching her toes up with each touch before Gina realized her legs being off of the floor!  Swiveling her around till she sat on the edge of the bed.  Gina’s hands reached out for his buckle only to be grabbed and encased in Fred’s own.  Redirecting them to the space in between her own thighs.

 

“I want to see you touch yourself first.”

 

Four hands rubbed up and down her slit.  20 fingers she felt one at a time in her mind as her senses worked in overdrive and Gina’s memories followed.  She was with her first lover.  He was letting his girlfriend tease her like it happened back then.  As Fred removed her hand and Gina squeezed at the nub of her clitoris.  Imitating what that woman had done to her that day while her Lover bound her arms behind her back, Gina came the same way she had that day.  And transformed as she was,  Licked her lips for the taste of pussy that followed before her head had been thrust forward onto his cock!  Fred’s cock which was now standing before her tall and strong.  Until Gina fixed her lips to the prize!

 

She was in a trance as she held her own hands clasped behind her back as if they were bound together.  Lips full and moist.  Working their way from the top to the bottom of his manhood with a rhythmic pulse and artistic grace.  Fred was used to professionals.  Women who would stroke him with the primary purpose of fast money.  Not because they wanted to! 

 

“Can I rub my pussy boss?”

 

He wanted to say yes.  Wanted to cum with his 8 inches as deep down Gina’s throat as possible.  Causing her to cough and gag on his seed as soon as possible!  Opening his eyes and seeing her beautiful mouth and occasional tongue lick and drive him as close to the edge as anything.  Begging for his permission.  She easily could have delved into her puffy slick snatch on her own, but she wanted him to understand his control over her was complete.  She was now his responsibility. 

 

“Turn over.” 

 

His voice was strong and sure.  But what he was asking for?  Gina wished he would have waited longer to take!  Her ass sat high in the air.  Face, in the middle of a plush pillow, left strategically in the middle of the bed.  Out of her fantasy now.  Gina wondered what he would do with her next.  Hoping it would be enough to satisfy the lustful urges he had unleashed in Gina that had been safely bottled up inside.  Gina couldn’t take disappointment.

 

If Fred were to put his cock in her now, she would cum?  Sure.  But he would be no different than any other man.  Maybe one with a black girl fetish which would make Gina sick to her stomach.  Before she came thinking of being used in that way.  She could never work for him after that happened.  After she had welcomed his dick into her mouth with such warm, loving kisses and greetings!  It would show he didn’t appreciate her quality at all!  Because all he wanted from her was a raw fuck! 

 

She needed for him.  For anyone to see her for what she was inside.  She needed to be loved.    

 

Feeling the cuffs being fastened around her ankles, she quickly attempted to pull her legs closed behind her!  Fred roughly inserted two fingers into her still wet snatch.  Rubbing her G-Spot and coaxing Gina’s moans into the air before quickly removing them and injecting the longest into her ass!  The shock cause Gina to spike and shoot out of her hole her happiness that Fred indeed did know what she needed!  Removing his finger and beginning a slow, steady spanking with what had to be a riding crop!  But Gina couldn’t tell for sure with her face biting the pillow as she enjoyed the exquisite release of her Boss steady paddling! 

 

“Tell me where you want me.”

 

“In my pussy, Sir?”

 

Thwack.  Thwack.  Thwack.

 

The sound reverberated at least 5 more times before he stopped to put his fingers back inside of her. Straying to squeeze her clitoris before crudely sticking his arms between her prone thighs to wrestle each nipple one at a time.  As she struggled to deal with the sensation of exquisite pain coming off her brown bottom, tanned red. 

 

“I am going to ask you again and you better not lie to me.  Where do you want me?”

 

Gina thought for a minute about her Husband.  Gone forever from this place and unable to protect her now.  Her pussy sat throbbing under the touch of another man.  Without his permission or supervision.  He never even knew Fred and could never approve!  It was the end of an Era as her mouth watered and voice began to speak. 

 

“I want you to put it in my ass.”

 

Dropping his riding crop, Fred began to move into Gina’s world.  Slowly massaging her snug pussy hole until he felt it.  Could feel her.  Pulling him deeper.  And deeper inside of her body until he was pressed against her welted ass.  Skin to skin causing Gina to tear herself away upon impact.  Only to be pulled back roughly onto him!  Her neglected womb seeping over Fred.  His stroking became as long as they both allowed and his thumb.  Moistened by Gina’s own body.  Stayed stationary in its place.  Waiting for the second shift.  Which wouldn’t be long.

 

They knew what the other wanted and needed. 

 

Gina could never go back.  Never relive her youthful days of sex without consequence.  Give in entirely to a man or a couple and live their dream.  She was too good for that now.  And probably, too good for it then. 

 

And she would never find anyone that loved her like him.  Understood her desire for pain and pleasure so completely that she couldn’t tell where one began and the other ended!  Luke was gone.  She could never hope to find a lover and a Master in one person again.  But she couldn’t change who she was either. 

 

If she was going to live?  She needed this.  The feeling of blood running through her body.  Rushing to soothe the pain.  Her nipples pushed outward into the air.  Hormones racing through her loins.  Ass throbbing.      

 

As Fred placed himself on her, he could hear her voice. 

 

“Four points.”

 

Her voice began to trail off as the fleshy cone made its entrance.  Her body ached instantly.  Than arched back into his hips for more.  More.  Until her ass was filled and there as nothing between them! 

 

“I belong to you now?”

 

Her moans of ecstasy filling the room as the pain of the moment attacked her senses!  Tears of joy and pain falling from her eyes like always.  Wishing he was here but knowing that door was closed as soon as Fred had opened it again. 

 

“Yes.  Your ass is mine now, so you belong to me.”

 

Encouraged by the moans of his Asian Director which Fred took as proof he was telling the truth.  Fred began to cum.  What fun could he have with more time with this Ebony Goddess!  Looking at her ass coated with his seed he wondered if this was how his wife felt about Jerrod.  Seeing juices coating his cock.  Her white skin against his dark.  Like his white against Gina now. 

 

“You need to go soon.”

 

Fred became cold in an instant. 

 

“I wish I could fuck you more but, some of us have to work tomorrow.”

 

Gina kept her head down in the pillow.  Tears across her face from the rude intrusion of her Boss.  She felt low.  Used.  And didn’t know exactly what to say next having been in this position?  But never in THIS position.  She started to lift her battered body up though all she wanted to do was fall forward and go to sleep!  It had been two years since she had even masturbated!  Having used the power of her mind and the extra boost of having lost Luke to focus her mind.  Her pussy had been assaulted.  Ass taken.  And she was still quietly, cumming from the spanking she had endured!  Gina knew she had to leave but, she just didn’t want to yet! 

 

“But since you belong to me…..”

 

Gina felt the vibrator being twisted inside of her.  It was small but when turned up?  Very powerful!  Reaching between her legs, Fred grasped her hands and placed them on the device. 

 

“Hold this.”

 

Gina could feel the sensations welling up inside of her and before long?  Forgot Fred was even in the room!  She could manipulate the settings and pull it out.  The tip was extremely powerful, so Gina began rubbing it across her clitoris for a while until she came to a crashing orgasm and dropped the device!  Her legs still bound and having forgotten Fred was even there!  Which he was.  Filming.

 

“Cut.”

 

Her eyes looked up into the camera, but all she could manage was a smile.

 

“Just a little insurance in case you change your mind and story.  But don’t worry.  No one will ever see this.”

 

Gina smiled at the thought of how much money the recording could be worth in the future and had to ask.

 

“Could you whip my ass one more time please, Boss?”

 

Gina left the apartment an hour later and did as she was told.  Straight home and to the shower.  Toy inserted at precisely 12 am.  Streaming live to her Boss at 12:01.

 

At that time Fred sat with his attorney in the loft office.  Taking turns buzzing the toy periodically and asking her to utilize the bag of goodies he had provided for her at the door.  As the men drank red wine and watched the performance on the big screencast.

 

“My new head of the Asian Department.  Smart as shit.  And as delicious as Pink Berry.  Don’t you think we are covered in case of a Lawsuit?”

 

“This would ruin anyone’s career.  When can I try her?” his Lawyer Bob asked.

 

“She’s not that whore from Marketing Bob.  She’s a Lady.  I’m not passing this one around.  I’m grooming her.”

 

“Grooming!  You’re fucking kidding right?”

 

“Bob.  Are you second guessing me?”  Fred asked quizzically.

 

“No.  It’s just she’s…..”

 

“Goodnight Bob.  Thanks for stopping by.”

 

Fred stood and took the man’s glass and walked him towards the elevator.  Knowing the mistake, he had made Bob immediately began to backtrack.  Fred just listened and nodded until the man was inside the doors. 

 

“Make sure you kiss that pretty wife of yours for me, Bob.  Will Ya?”

 

As the doors closed, Fred returned to the study.  Where he saw Gina twisting a paper clip.  He looked at his phone and pulled up a contact marked Bob’s wife.  It had a photo of the blonde woman with a black cock in her mouth.  A souvenir from her last year’s Christmas party sent to him by the owner of the cock and her colleague.  Fred sent the text with the picture attached to the wife with Gina’s address and instructions to help her pack.  He wondered how Bob would feel if he found out about his own wife?  And told her to do as Gina told her or, he would. 

DOMINOS 4/ YOU. JANE

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Jane sat by her Father’s bedside a tear running down her face.  The first tear she could ever remember over his fate.  Looking into his vacant eyes knowing he was somewhat still inside only made her sadder.  Aware and alert. But unable to communicate was what the Doctors said would be the rest of his life.  Forever inside of a shell.  The same way she had been stuck for the past week with him.  Waiting for a sign of life.

Her senior year of College was supposed to be one of the best years of her life!  There were parties and sex with other girls and maybe this year?  Some men too.  And of course, the chance to repeat as Conference Champions in Lacrosse and this time, with her as the Captain.  But here she was instead watching over her Father’s almost corpse while she should be training.  Or training a Freshman on the proper technique of servitude and occasionally pleasing a woman while being smothered by her snatch.  Jane couldn’t figure out what made her sadder.

Dad’s only sign of life was the tent pole in his shorts that rose and fell without discretion from time to time.  It’s size and girth somewhat explaining to Jane why he had been mostly absentee most of her life.  While still maintaining a loving relationship with her.  Perhaps, too loving.  But as every married woman from the neighborhood had stopped by at least once in his first 3 days of incapacitation.  The stream grew less steady with the news the Great Ron Walker was no more.  He was just a shell. 

Jane sat there confused and angry.  Pissed off that instead of telling him directly how she felt about his philandering and overall shitty parenting?  She could say nothing.  Jane held her tongue and instead, recalled the ways she had become somewhat like him.  A womanizer who never really connected with anyone outside of the bounds of her own sexual pleasure.  A Dominatrix of the weaker sex she was a member of.  In her attempt to get his attention?  Jane had accomplished nothing more than becoming the female version of him!  Manipulating and bullying weaker girls much in the way he had once bullied her.  Sometimes worse.  Jane’s guile, malleable tongue and surprising physical strength she used on girls were equivalent to her Father’s own once mighty dick!  And Jane had become just like him.  Lost.

Seeing him lying there.  So weak and defenseless Jane realized what a waste of time it all had been.  She never got what she wanted!  His love and proper attention still eluded her.  And now?  She never would get the chance to let him know how she really felt about him.  How much she hated and admired him for his deviant ways in Business and Family matters.  All that she could do was… walk away. 

He wanted her to be a Virgin when she married as her Mother had been.  But Jane wasn’t her Mother and couldn’t imagine herself looking the other way as her husband ran around on her.  She physically became ill watching her Mother’s weakness play out in front of Jane’s young, impressionable mind until she had to get as far away as possible!  That was in State College less than an hour away.  Even her escape was tepid and unsure. 

Her mother was such a beautiful woman and honestly, Jane’s first crush!  But Ron humiliated her daily and didn’t care who knew or saw it happen.  Especially Jane who on too many occasions watched her Mother service her drunken Father through their open Bedroom door or any other corridor of their expansive house that suited him.  The details of her submission would run around her young head without explanation beyond his drunken moans about her fulfilling her “wifely duties.”  Spoken at the top of his lungs so most of the servants would hear.  Humiliation was a way of life in their home.

Ron usually approached her after he had entertained another woman first.  Leaving Mom as the recipient of the longest lasting of his impressive erectile demonstrations.  Jane watched as the most savage of sexual treatment was doled out at the hands of a cock that would never cum!   She would be moaning for hours!  Begging him to leave her be and let her sleep!  But Ron would just continue until he got tired or bored and finally, went to sleep.  Most times never coming at all!  It was a sadistic love affair at best with a sexual nihilist they both called Daddy.  And what Daddy wants?  Daddy gets.

 It was because of Ron that Jane decided women were a much better alternative.  Especially with Ron as her probable matchmaker since that’s how things were done in their circle.  Being a Lesbian maybe, she could escape?

The truth was the only thing that saved Jane was his current condition, and like most children who don’t understand their parents, Jane would have never understood or forgiven him for what he had planned for her!  His misogyny was without limits and his depravity?  His depravity landed him in a Hospital Bed.  Forever doomed to relive his conquests until he would ultimately pass away 4 years later while dreaming of deflowering his own daughter.  Somewhat proving the existence of God.  Saving Jane the experience of kicking her Father’s ass. 

Jane was no shrinking violet!  In fact she was a bit of an Amazon herself.  Dark blonde hair that was thick and a bit wild.  A 5-foot 10 inch frame that went from spindly to a bit muscular in the past 5 years as she developed her skill as an athlete.  Her legs were longer than anything else on her body and ass was sculpted from running long, fast and hard!  Her bosom wasn’t either large or small and her face was a hidden treasure.  Underdeveloped and a sign of her own personal disinterest in attracting others.  Attention wasn’t on her mind and if she wanted it?  She’d take it!  Jane was more huntress than hunted. 

Especially after she fell in love with Avery.  Avery reminded Jane of her Mother.  Especially her loyalty and willingness to do anything for her boyfriend at the time, Jerrod.  When he left Avery for brighter horizons? Jane was there for her.  Stroking her hair and massaging her desires to sleep in a way she never could for her mother.  Her resolve to emulate her Dad was somewhat borne of that first heartbreak experience.  Well second, after Dad.

“Three strikes and you’re out.” 

Words mumbled beneath her breath that only registered in one set of ears.  Tuned to the language.  Stopping in his stride to turn before she entirely past him stood a familiar face.  One she knew as a passing acquaintance but, familiar still.  Even beneath the hat and sunglasses, there was something unmistakable about that frame and gait that stood apart from others.

“Jerrod.”

Stopping for a minute, they locked eyes.  Halting the passing of two people as strangers amd briefly recognizing the other as a familiar.  They knew one another’s names and what they both shared.  There was no connection between the two. 

“What are you doing here?” Jane continued.

Neither of them could believe their ears!  Especially Jane.  She was neither interested in why or what brought the two of them together!  And had no explanation for blurting out such a thing

And Jerrod?  He was just trying to keep a low profile.  Sneaking in and out for a surprise visit with his ailing Mother.  The last thing he wanted in the passing moment was an audience for his fragile grief.

The Baseball term had locked his paranoid mind into her.  No matter how faint the words. Jerrod had heard them.  The fact looking up he recognized her face was a pure coincidence.  Or was it?  She was older.  More mature and fully built.  As opposed to the skinny, awkward spindly muff diver he remembered!  Her hair was the same as he remembered.  Dark and wavy except free from the weight of Avery’s thighs.  The same as it was in the window.  The one thing he never forgot. 

She was too young for him back then and Jerrod wasn’t interested anyway.  She was so damn skinny!  But the years of competitive collegiate sports and hormones had settled that!  Avery had told him about her the night before he left for College.  A promise he kept before leaving for good to spend his last night before College with Avery.  It was the only time in his life he had been jealous and felt inadequate.  But none of that mattered today. 

“Coming back from seeing my Mom in the Hospital.  She’s not doing too good and…”

The two began walking out of the Hospital together.  Locked in the form of conversation as he spoke.  And Jane listened.  The words came out as if he had known and trusted her forever.  But more likely?  It was an emotional response to seeing his Mother so vulnerable for the first time.  The way he expressed his vulnerability wasn’t something Jane was accustomed to hearing from a man.  And at the moment?  She forgot all about her own troubles and instead, focused upon his.  They were perfect for one another. 

“Where’s your car?”

Jane’s mother had left days ago but, she didn’t want to tell him that. 

“I was calling an Uber.”

“Do you need a ride?” Jerrod asked as his Lamborghini was pulling up to the curb.

“I didn’t realize these came in trucks?” Jane smiled and said.

“Neither did I.”

Smiling back for the first time in a few days. Jerrod felt an uneasy feeling of awkwardness come over him.  Was she flirting with him?  Or him with her.  Did she even like men?  Avery said she was strictly chickly back in High School and, she did look a little rough around the edges.  But still, she was Beautiful.  Strong.  The type of woman you Breed with he thought.  Like his Mother. 

“I’ll drop you wherever you need to go.” Jerrod followed with. 

“Anywhere?” 

“Sure.”

Jane could feel herself but knew that it wasn’t her.  It wasn’t Jerrod, the All-Star Baseball player and hometown hero she wanted.  It was a connection.  It was her ex-girlfriend, Avery.  Or her Father.  Or maybe that sweet plebe Dawn that may never crack the lineup at Midfield.  But was learning to suck on her sweet plum and snatch like a regular feminist.  As her Father would have described her evident love of eating pussy.  Jane decided at that moment to lose her Virginity to a man that was familiar to her through stories told by Avery about him.  The things that he did to her that made her howl in ways Jane never could because she “lacked the tool.”  No matter how much she tried, Avery would never relent and give herself to Jane.  And it was all because of him!

It was time to find out why. 

“The Marriott.  On Wolf Blvd.  I’m going to check myself in and stay there before I head back to school Sunday morning.  I don’t want to stay at the house.  And Jerrod.”

Pausing for emphasis to look directly into his dark eyes.

“You know your Mom is gonna be alright.  Right?”

“Sure,”  Jerrod answered before asking.

“Ever drive one of these?  I think I’m too emotional to drive myself anyway.”

“All of the time!”  Jane said.

She was very good at this manipulating thing.  As she drove towards the Marriott and her Hotel Jane wondered to herself.  How would a heterosexual woman close this fuck?  What would a ho do?  And what was going to work in his mentally fragile state?  Jane decided on the path of least resistance.

“You know I’m gay, right Jerrod.”

“I thought so but…wasn’t Sure so…. I shut the fuck up about it.  Something you couldn’t accomplish!”

The two of them laughed together for the first time.  The first time either of them even cracked a smile that day. 

“What do you mean by ‘know’?”  Jane snickered.

“I saw you going down on Ashley Senior year.  Through her cottage window.”

“Peeping perv!”

Jane playfully slapped his muscled bicep and laughed as she said it.  Around him she felt…girly?  The discomfort within her was nothing compared to his.  Not knowing if she was sending him a signal or even due to the circumstance that brought them together.  Should he even be looking? 

“An accident.”  Jerrod continued.

“I was going there for the same reason as you were.”

“And what was that?” Jane asked.

“The pussy.”

They both laughed again and continued laughing at or with one another until they found themselves parked in front of the Marriott.

“Forgot to tell you I am staying here too.  How about you come up and watch some TV with me.  We’ll order Room service or something.  I don’t feel like being alone, and I don’t think you do either.”

Jane thought about it.  Considered she’d never been in a Hotel room alone with a man who wasn’t her Father and never really wanted to.  Before now.  It wasn’t so much sexual as it was a human connection she wanted.  And she sensed Jerrod felt the same way.  Even so.  She hesitated.

“It’s a suite with an adjoining room.  If it gets too late?  You can go into the room and lock the door.  Ok?”

“Sure,” Jane replied.

The Elevator to the Presidential suite was on the side and had a shared Concierge for the top two floors.  When the doors opened?  It was clear Jerrod had been there for a while.  At least a few weeks as the place was comfortably stocked with many personal items.  Baseball gloves.  And pictures of his Mom.

“I have a promotional contract with the Hotel Chain, and this is my personal suite.  When I come home.  It’s easier to live and train here.  No one bothers me here.”

“Not even your girlfriends?” Jane asked.

“I don’t have one.  Safer to use escorts, honestly.  Easier on the mind and safer.  It’s tough to find a girl you can trust.”

Jane was surprised at his answers but honestly felt it made perfect sense.  How many women must have thrown themselves at him in hopes of getting pregnant or worse, starting a scandal?  Jane was beginning to think being Jerrod maybe wasn’t as easy as it appeared to most of the world. 

“At least I don’t have to worry about you.”

Jane though was feeling the familiar twinge she got before a game.  The adrenaline rush previously only experienced from the thrill competition or, before breaking a Freshman girl in as a Lover!  Whatever it was?  It wasn’t normal for her to be excited about being alone with a man.  But after a week of viewing her Father’s mortality up close?  Jane wasn’t quite herself. 

“But you do have to worry about the tabloid journalist.  Groupies finding out where you are.  A Hotel staff that works for tips.  And overall lack of privacy.  Unless..you really don’t like being alone?”

Jerrod invited her to sit next to him on the couch as they flipped on the TV.  But he was surprised when she decided to sit beneath him.  Turning and looking intently at her.  Lips close enough to feel one another’s exhales.  But before he could speak?  She answered.

“I don’t feel like being a Buddy right now.  My Dad is gone.  Well, his mind is, and I need affection and love right now.  Is that ok?”

Jerrod answered by kissing her deeply in a way he never had kissed any woman.  Not with a mind towards what he was going to do to her next.  How he planned to seduce or overwhelm her with his presence.  But softly.  Like a lover.  The effect on Jane not missed as she immediately melted into his broad chest. 

Jerrod released her lips.  Moving to her ears and working his mouth down to her neck while she unbuttoned her conservative blouse for him.  When his mouth found her breasts, she emitted a bit of a feral sound and arched her back forward.  Pressing her right nipple a bit further between his supple lips and mouth.  It was as if they had been lovers before.  As Jane and Jerrod met each other’s grief with an intense passion neither had ever experienced in their young, but active sex lives! 

“Show me where your shower is?”

Jane stood to her feet and removed the yoga pants she had worn the past two days at the Hospital.  She wanted him!  But knew she was in no condition to have sex!  Had it been one of the Freshman girls she might not have been so considerate.  But Jane wasn’t feeling dominate at the moment.  She was fragile and delicate and wanted to be open to whatever happened between them.  Even if to him she would just be another conquest?  For Jane the moment was so much more.  She was opening herself up to new experiences and new things.  Jerrod was just the tool of the moment.

“I’ll show you.”

Jerrod grabbed the now naked woman by the hands and brought her into the Bathroom suite.  There was a shower on the corner, big enough for four people.  As she turned on the water and stepped in behind her, she imagined Jerrod disrobing. 

It would have been easier to turn towards him and look.  But she didn’t want to.  The warm water cascaded against her body, and it felt completely invigorating against her skin?  She was lost immediately in the rhythmic massage of the bead of water upon her flesh.  It was when as his hand reached around her, landing upon her hip.  And she felt his strong fingers pull her back into and towards her that she remembered she wasn’t alone. 

Jerrod was something he usually didn’t get the chance to be.  Gentle.  His hands admired the softness of her skin over the rigidness of her muscles.  Her tight thighs.  Strong and sturdy that led to an extremely soft ass any woman would die to possess!   Jane’s face was sculpted and unique.  The shape reminded him of a young Bridget Bardot with naturally full lips but her breasts were smaller and more natural.  She was a real woman.  Unlike the ones he usually ordered or courted for the night.  And Jerrod wanted her to give himself the chance to soothe what ailed her.

She was the first woman he truly talked to in years.  The first one he felt comfortable around immediately since Avery in High School.  And even she did whatever he wanted her to do!  He assumed she was bisexual as in his understanding, most women were.  Jerrod had no idea she had never kissed a man.  Or even had anything inside of her pussy beyond a manicured finger or two.  Jane turned and kissed him deeply once more and this time felt the full girth of his manhood pressing against her thigh. 

Her inexperience with men worked to her advantage as she had no fear of his prodigious size.  To her, they could all be this big!  Usually, this would be the portion of the evening Jerrod’s dominance would kick in.  But Jane didn’t know any better and instead?  Grabbed the nine inches in her hand and han her hand up and down it like a curious woman/old pro!  Till Jerrod stopped the water so as not to cum too soon! 

There were no words between them as he began to towel her off and handed er a robe which she promptly threw onto the floor.  Grabbing him by the hand instead and now leading him back into the main suite.  Turning left towards the adjoining suite door.

“The Bedroom is the other way.”

“I know,”  Jane answered.

“But I don’t want you where you have been with other women.”

Opening the door Jane sat on the edge of the bed with her legs wide open.  Jerrod following suit, kissed her lips once more before dropping to his knees between them.  Wanting to be a good host.  His tongue began on the left side of her thighs.  Licking her lip gently and began a circular journey around her vulva edge.  The first time he stopped by dragging his tongue across her hole and onto her clitoral edge to circle and tease its owner!  His hands began to wander up her body until the rested beneath her modest breasts.  Lifting and cupping them in whole and occasionally grasping the nipples directly.  Jane looked down between them and marveled at his mastery of her erogenous zones as if they were tethered together!  She was completely at ease with Jerrod. 

Jane lifted one leg and placed her foot flat on the bed to allow him full access to her now.  Looking over the side, she noticed his cock.  Throbbing between his thighs as he licked her honey directly from the pot of gold!  Jane began to cum, and Jerrod began to rise and place his cock inside of her at the same time!  While Jane was at her weakest point! 

Jerrod could feel the tight pull of her hole as he forced his way inside of Jane for the first time.  He wanted to make her happy.  So he eased in slowly, using a gentle technique he usually began with but, never finished!  Small strokes.  Then deeper.  Then deeper.  About halfway inside of her Jerrod could see the woman struggling to accommodate his girth.

“Do you need me to stop?”

The fact he even asked surprised them both.  Jerrod because many times he had pushed a small pussy past its limits without asking permission!  And Jane because she had heard the stories Avery told her about him doing the same!  As they looked at one another Jane made a decision.  She dug her fingers into his ass and pulled his dick into her as she screamed in pain! 

“No!”

Jerrod stared carefully into the woman’s face and noticed the familiarity of deflowering not seen since a road trip to Kansas City two years earlier!  Not wanting to break the moment he began to stroke again more carefully until he felt bottom and Jane reached up grabbing his head, forcing their lips together! 

“Oh my.” 

The words began to flow from between her lips.

“I had no idea dick felt this good!” 

Her orgasm began at that moment as did his!  Jerrod pushed, and Jane pulled them together time and again until his penis became flaccid and grew again inside of her body!  Never stopping for a moment to talk about what just happened between them and its significance!    

An hour later while they were both asleep?  Jane’s father passed away.  Jane woke momentarily saddened without reason before looking over at Jerrod who also opened his eyes.  Pulling her closer to him, they both laid together without words.  Both of them feeling Jane’s loss instinctually.  As only a true partner could.  As if they had known each other forever.

They woke the next day and Jane made up for lost time!  They talked and fucked.  And fucked and talked.  Jane explained she was technically; a virgin having lost her maidenhead doing splits as a teen didn’t count.  And they talked about Avery.  How she would feel about them together.  Jane put off the inevitable for as long as possible before finally calling her Mother and verifying what she already knew.  Her father had died due to stroke complications.  While Jane had been dealing with her grief and anger with his shitty parenting on Jerrod all night.

Returning to school for her final month was more about finishing what she started.  The Lacrosse team lost in the first round but, Jane didn’t care anymore.   The Funeral seemed to directly follow Graduation, and before long, she was gone for the summer.  No one knew where.

When Jerrod came back in October to bury his own mother?   Jane stood beside him as his wife.  Her Mother didn’t even know!  It was her way of having the last word with her now deceased Dad.  Who was powerless to cut her off from a Family fortune that Jerrod wouldn’t surpass until his first Big Free-Agent contract 7 years later.  And still she knew he wouldn’t approve.  He may even have preferred she stick with women over him.  But what could he do having fucked himself to death?    

THE ACADEMIC UNIVERSE

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And the world goes round and around. 

The funniest thing is that they were always going to get what they wanted from each other; Lin, the discipline and direction that she had rebelled against her entire life but sorely missed…and for Kruger, a proper successor, and future slut wife.  It was just the circumstance that was in doubt.

Kruger had always intrigued Lin.  The things and secrets that he must know as the son of a long time dean at the University! Information that could supply the young woman the leverage needed to secure a long-term staff position, starting with his. His stoic disposition and tempered leers didn’t hurt his standing with her either. Kruger seemed to always look out for her and unlike most men in her life had never asked for anything in return. Most of her lovers had varying degrees of Asian fetishes and were easily manipulated by a dirty word. Kruger had been unfazed by her frequent innuendo which made her feel in return, kind of powerless around him.

 

The announcement of his imminent departure had changed their relationship though.  He had become more aggressive with what he wanted. 

 

To Lin? The past week wasn’t unusual for his hands always wandered her body without warning or formal request. Rubbing her cunt and ass in subtle ways without explanation or apology. Each day his hands would linger and hold her a little longer as if he was exploring her weaknesses and seeing how far she would let him go! But since Lin wanted his job recommendation, she knew better than to file a complaint or dissent. No one had ever treated her this way before, and though confused she enjoyed this form of attention.

She wasn’t that type of girl anyway.  She was the type of girl who agreed to have drinks with him to secure his support. 27k more per year with escalating salaries sounded good along with a direct link to the world of Trustees!  She was hoping to bag a job and maybe ensnare a boyfriend/husband.  The thought of future riches earned on her own had her little cunny moist and ready to close the deal! She liked aggressive men and the ones in Academia had been mostly more buttoned down or interested in being worshiped by their more willing students instead.  They were her equals and as such, not attractive to her. Deciding to leave her panties in her purse was a decision she came to almost subconsciously as she hoped his wandering hands would find her hole at some point!

They met at a Restaurant and Kruger greeted her with an unaccustomed hug and what was becoming more familiar cupping of her buttocks. He felt the lack of undergarment and provided another surprise for the woman, a smile.  Making small talk, he revealed they actually were only 1 year apart in age with Kruger being defined as a child prodigy explaining his exalted position. This also excited Lin for some reason. He asked if she would like to hear a story about his family life and she agreed to be interested while secretly being disappointed at the pedestrian topic. That is until he spoke.

 

“At 14 years old I came home and found my mother naked on the Great room floor. On her knees with her hands bound behind her back. I knew we weren’t being robbed since my father was home and I could hear him talking in the other room. With what I now know as a ball and gag with a removable center plug keeping her mouth open even without the ball.  I saw a tear in her humiliation as she shook uncontrollably at my involuntary muscle response. I never thought my mother could give me a hard-on until that moment.” 

Kruger’s voice trailed off now and was practically a whisper recalling the excitement of that day long ago. Lin was transfixed at the revelation of his words and excited at the visual it provided her dirty mind more. Her pussy shuddered at the boldness of this man’s reveal, and she wanted him to continue digging into his tale-telling her more about this. Like the stories, she read while masturbating at night about sex with multiple men which always managed to assist Lin to get off!  How did he know her desires so well?  

“The buzzing coming from between her legs was a vibrator, slightly smaller than my own dick today.  An impressive size toy.  She was on her knees with her nipples being tweaked and taunted by two small nipple clamps.  Nothing I would use.  My mother always took regular exercise classes and was in phenomenal shape, but she was something else too.  Does that sound like anyone that you know?” 

Laughing Kruger reaches out, uncomfortably taking liberties with his younger contemporary’s supple wet pussy under the table.  He recognized the aspects of delight her bare uncontained snatch he had discerned as sensitive to touch, and he rubbed astride the outside of her vagina walls.  A grope here.  A rub there.  A pinch of the clit.  He didn’t care that everyone could see them.  And she was paying less attention to it as well as her mind slipped into the sound of Kruger’s voice.

“In walks my father with two older men. One I recognized as the Dean of the Mathematics Department at the University. The other was a prestigious donor, I believe. My father tells me to take a seat as the donor walks directly in front of my mother and pulls the plug from her mouth.  She gasps quickly but is interrupted by the new man’s cock being stuffed through the hole and into her dripping wet mouth as my father grasped a clasp of her hair to direct her forward”‘

Taking a pause to signal the waitress to bring him another drink Lin remained transfixed at this man’s blunt honesty as well as the dexterity of his hands under the table which was running up and down her labia. She almost forgot to panic because the waitress would plainly see what he was doing to her! But she arrived too quickly, and Lin couldn’t do anything other than pretend to not be ashamed. His father is one of the most respected men in Academia, and a pimp? Why would he tell her this story and why did he believe that she would like it? Ignoring the question of why she did. 

“So I am watching as the man grabs my loving mother by the face and starts for all intents and purposes, fucking her mouth. I couldn’t look away. My father comes over to me and tells me that it is time that I learned the truth about their marriage.  He met my mother at work and she, like many of the other wives was actually a form of a sexual slave of the University.  Young girls who attended the school at one time. But were compromised by cheating or scandal of some other sort. Others had no such scandal and enjoyed being a part of their Family ‘structure’ and enjoyed the many benefits of subjugation. He explained to me we are all slaves to one thing or another. The women are allowed to stay and graduate with honors, Doctorates, etc. under the conditions they comply. This system was as old as the University itself.”

At the moment, Lin thought to herself how such a thing could exist for so long?  Her second thought is that it might be best to leave immediately.  But his voice had a stimulating effect upon her body and Kruger’s finger fucking her in a constant rhythm under the table sent her into a furious orgasm, attracting the attention of the adjoining patrons sitting a few feet away. How embarrassing! 

Attempting to compose herself she asked if he could take her someplace more private. He had Mommy issues for sure, she thought, and at the moment she wanted to thank the perverse woman! But like the good student and listener she was, Lin knows she had heard him mention a big cock which she was in need of immediately!  

Lin had learned to suck dick because her mother who she despised and attempted to be opposite of in every way. “Consider it a necessary skill for advancement in your case as you are pathetically dull!” were her exact words.  What a bitch she was! The only thing that made her tolerable was knowing she had fucked her stepfather so hard in her senior year of college he almost divorced the slut. She was the Asian whore and the dullard, not Lin.  She stood up, not allowing Kruger the option of remaining there where he could continue to toy with the woman’s obviously neglected snatch! So Kruger followed suit, standing with her to leave.

“Anyway, that is a fucked up story right?”

Kruger looked at the half Asian American princess and knowing that she would soon be in a similar state. Ass pushing into the air reaching out for invasion by an invisible lover. Face drooling in ecstasy as she told all of her secrets and desires, begging him to fuck her to a wet dripping climax. Watching her pay her debts. 

“Sure. But mostly bullshit, right?  You would be a fucking mess if that REALLY happened!  I know I would be!” pushing his hand from between her legs as she spoke.

“Sure was.  Just some anime I saw and since you are Asian figured you might be into it. Are you?”

“NO!”  While leaning upon him to keep her balance.  “I am usually quite dominant with men,” she responded in a feeble attempt to reclaim some semblance of strength.

 

“Good. Cause I wouldn’t want a slut like that. Who would?” 

Placing his wine and money on the table while grabbing her arm semi-forcefully.

 “Let’s go to my place.  I want to show you something.”

Kruger’s ‘place’ was much more opulent than she had imagined which briefly made the woman’s nipples harden.  No wonder he was leaving the security of his Father’s title eventually!

“This is compliments of my new employer Mr. Hart. I’ve actually been living here for a year, going back and forth between the University and the Foundation.” 

His explanation slightly tempered her enthusiasm as she looked at the walls decorated with various art themes. She realized they had just started their relationship and a part of her was sorry they would not see each other daily anymore. This past week had been exciting! Something academia rarely provides. But this apartment had to cost in the high six-figure range! No way would he change his mind just to play with her! Looking at him closer she knew even worse, someone else would probably be her next week as Kruger was a good catch for any woman. Suddenly Lin was both horny and jealous!  

Looking around she noticed a pair of leather handcuffs on the couch next to a feather and a strange bar with hooks on each end. The likes of which she had never seen before, and she thought momentarily, are those for her? Her mind ached with curiosity about the objects, but she decided to wait until he mentioned them instead.

 

“These are my mother’s things. Would you like to try them on?”  

He smiled knowingly in her direction.

“No!”

Immediately betraying her own desires, Lin rebuffed the first attempt in hopes it would not be his last. The woman’s heart was racing with anticipation as she wondered what he meant by trying the rod! But this was about business, not experimentation with pleasure. Kruger spoke again.

“Okay. Guess it is going to be the hard way then.  I have been trying to tell you something for a few days, but I have to admit, I never believed seducing you would be this easy. If I had time, I would have done this differently. But I don’t so there is a recording I would like to show you. Sit down, whore.”

What he meant was beyond understanding as she had been compliant towards all of his recent advances and besides work associates, they had no one in common. His fingers smelled of her as proof of her willingness to let him fuck her so what more was there? She wanted him to bend her over and ride her deep and hard. Not show a movie!

Still, the wall became a projector bearing a familiar face. Lin’s stepfather in her old home speaking in the same room she used to suck his wretched old cock in.  Lin let him cum on her tits in exchange for extra spring break money there too.  She hadn’t been back since recording the episode and sending a copy to both of her biological parents. Causing quite the shit storm at the time.  

“Hi, Lin you cunt.” The man smiled as he addressed his step-daughter and former lover.

“Just wanted you to know your mother and I are still together despite your little picture prank. Didn’t know you were filming that day but no matter. Your Fellowship funds had come through at the same time too, and you never told me who you fucked to make that happen! We’ll talk about that when we catch up. Trust me, dear, I will see you soon.  Anyway, my accountant discovered the 20k you stole from me when working in my office all those years ago and you are probably going to jail.  Unless you can come to an arrangement with young Mr. Kruger that is. He will fill you in from here.”

Shocked the young woman could hardly believe what she was hearing. She never expected to see either her stepfather Roger or her mother again as she had felt underappreciated by them both. Lin had worked very hard in school and at home to get where she was today without them. And now he was planning on reinserting himself into more than her life! She flashed back to the story about the donor and realized it had to be the old pervert himself.  What else did Kruger know about her?

“Thanks, Roger. Talk with you later and let you know how it turns out.  Kiss the wife.” 

Kruger laughed as he said the last part. It was a video and couldn’t respond to him, so he was an asshole. He cut the feed while simultaneously handing Lin a vodka and Coke. 

“You are going to need this,” he said.

 

“So…oh yes. The story of my mother. She is a one-time compromised slut not unlike yourself at this moment,” pausing for effect, his hand now more firmly attached to the beautiful woman’s left thigh. “Hopefully, you can have a similar journey to discovery.”  

“Like me?” she started mockingly.

      

 SLAP!

The hand came across her face almost as swiftly as her words. 

 “I did not say you could talk yet.”  

Kruger strutted across the room in the deliberation of his next words to her. Knowing she would bolt if pushed too quickly before giving her enough incentive to sign herself over. He continued.

“Your position is simple. Sign yourself over to me for a year, and you will get your promotion. That has already been arranged so you can be everything you envision yourself being. You believe that you can beat the charges and move forward and you are probably correct. But the allegations will probably ruin you.  Your stepfather will not support you, and your father doesn’t give a fuck. As I was saying…like you, my mother discovered her true calling and position and is as happy as any cunt could ever be. She chose you.”   

Pausing to sip before finishing, the grinning man finished with, “You can take off your clothes right now and get on your knees. Or call a lawyer, and the police will be at your door in the morning. You have 10 seconds to decide.”

Lin looked at her drink, head spinning and turned the glass to the ceiling emptying its contents. Her skirt, blouse, and bra were next, but she missed the timeline and was slapped hard on her bare ass for the transgression. She had planned to give herself to him. Just not this way.

     “There will be no more talk today of your situation. Consider this a negotiation of deeds.  You will do as I say and how I say without a word for the next hour and 20 minutes.  The clock is on the wall behind me.  You must make me cum with your mouth in the allotted time frame, or you will be spanked 10 times.  Do you agree?”

“Kruger, I…”

      

SLAP!

The woman’s thoughts jumbled from the second blow.  This time slightly harder than the last.

 

“One hour and 30 minutes now and I hate repeating myself! Or do you prefer licking the female guards down at the County jail?  You can leave at any time. But make no mistake. This is your last chance, whore.”

 

Yhe young woman did not know how to respond. When he had called her whore she felt a jolt shoot through her body as if processing the term for the first time!  No one had ever called her that before sex out of fear of her reaction. She kind of liked the sound of it. 

Having expected the evening to be more conventional, Lin was resigned to silence. Excited by this turn of events she believed she was taking off her dignity and any chance of determining her own fate along with her clothes. Taking slacks down with her mouth while sparring with impressive ten-inch cock on the other side was also not easy to accomplish. But when she did, inches from her moistening mouth was the object of her desire. She sucked the bulbous head in with a slow, wet kiss.  

“Good cock sucking whore.”

 

Kruger’s sigh signified his victory over Lin’s will. Pressing his man muscle into her throat. She felt her own desire ebbing inside. She was as good as her stepfather said she had been he thought, as saliva flowed over his cock from her surprisingly eager mouth. He never let his facial expression expand past a grin as he told her what he thought about her.

 

“Slut. Whore. Ball-sucking slut. How wet is your vagina right now you slut?”

Speaking to her in that way made the spoiled brat angry as she knew he was right. How humiliating to crème her cunny now like she was doing while sucking a blackmailer’s big dick! Who does that? She had never cum in this manner before!  Given a chance, she would jump on Kruger’s enraged boner and fuck him until he begged for her forgiveness! But that wasn’t what was happening. Kruger was right, and at this moment, she was his whore, and that was who she wanted to be.

As the instructions were meted out as she licked away like a happy child with a lollipop.  From now on there would be no talking unless talked to. Upon entering his apartment, all the clothes were to be shed on whether or not people were there with him unless otherwise instructed. She would kiss his balls as a sign of affection and respect for his dominance until he told her to stop. He then taught her to lick them clean and not miss a spot. 

Lin listened but was preoccupied with the task at hand which was not an easy one. She could barely fit half of him in her mouth and knew that without her hands on him, which he also had forbidden her to use, she would never reach the goal in the allotted time frame! Her mouth was getting sore as her pussy throbbed for attention. She nearly took him entirely down her throat once and came up coughing. Wondering what being spanked would feel like daily, the woman decided to give up completely and started crying.  She didn’t like being told what to do. She loved it.  

 “You are not ready yet. Stand up slut.”

Grasping the clasp of her hair, Kruger stood the woman up straight and thrust two fingers roughly inside her hole. Lin shuttered as she felt his fingers perusing her convulsing pussy. Kruger’s digits wandered across her glistening folds and called her a whore for not only letting him do so but for enjoying every second of it as well!. She wanted his dick but wasn’t allowed to speak to request it as he carried her to the desk in the corner and showed her a document. 

 

“This is a personal services contract. It says you are to work for me in any capacity I see fit for the next year and your debts will be forgiven. Sign it!”

Bending her over his desk long ways and spreading her thighs she hoped and prayed to herself to feel his pulsating cock enter her womb. She wondered if God would answer her lustful prayer to be fucked now but knew she was in the wrong arena. Reaching for the pen and signed as per his request while he forcefully rubbed her clitoris and called her by her new name, slut. She wanted to respond but knew what her Boss would do to her. Or whatever she was supposed to call him. 

Feeling the cuffs being applied to her wrists was the first and only moment of dissension.  She attempted to close her legs but couldn’t.  They were bound apart. Her hips thrashing and humping the unresponsive Oak desk to the beat of her internal orgasm.  She realized she had lost all control of the situation.  Her mind present in the moment knowing that Kruger was right about her being a whore and repeating in her mind one of the many things he said to her. She would have worn panties like a respectable woman does if she were.  She had stolen the money from her stepfather to have sex with strangers in hotels as a girl.  The idea derived from her real father, fucked sluts all of the time when he was supposed to be working late instead of coming home and spending time with her! She hoped he would see his teen angel about to get fucked and feel her pain. She reasoned it was revenge while enjoying each encounter so much they became the obsession. One she thought she had kicked long ago about being a slut like daddy likes.    

Kruger grabbed her hair and pulled her backward onto her feet. Watching as Lin lost her balance and fell onto her back with legs extended.  He laughed.  He had placed a belt around her waist and was now sliding a vibrator inside of her.  The young woman moaned with relief of finally feeling something inside of her, even if it wasn’t the exact object of her desire! Kruger snapped it into place so it couldn’t move, just like in the story! Knowing she could neither remove nor adjust the intruder provided Lin with the most powerful orgasm of her life. Kruger videotaped it on his phone to send to her later. 

    

“Yes, sir. She complied beautifully.”

Kruger was on the phone in the next room speaking to the other faculty. She could hear the men through the door talking about her being such a compliant whore. Had they seen his video yet? Had they been watching? The Dean of the University and her Department chair’s distinctive voices stood out as they expressed their desire to experience this humbled employee themselves. She also heard them agree that she was the only person qualified to succeed Kruger. As the light dimmed, her toy buzzed between her legs in an unfamiliar dark room. Lying on the floor like a motherless child she thought to herself as she came once more.

How could this have worked out any better?    

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.”

TRIP TO NY

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Sitting in the Hotel Bar, she was excited about the day’s prospects finally!  After the endless meetings and conversations, the deal she had been working on was behind her and the possibilities of a night alone in NYC ahead.  Being away from these people was the only thing on Anne’s mind, as her body was ready to experience something new and primal.

Anne’s husband was back in Ohio.  Probably fucking her secretary which didn’t matter to Anne at all.   Beyond the fact he spent Anne’s money on the whore it didn’t matter.  She already knew he was an ungrateful sack of shit!  One incapable of making her feel anything.

But if it weren’t for his infidelities, she would have remained faithful and unhappy forever!  Never known the pleasure and satisfaction of being used properly by a real man or men.  The sexually satisfied woman she was going to be soon was because of him!  Anne was always better at getting even than mad. 

Her Assistant was attractive but in a slutty way. She reminded her of her college dorm mate and the many experimental afternoons they spent together Freshman year.  The things that they did were tame compared to things she had done for Anne as a work slave.  Anne’s pussy and the secretary’s face were inseparable behind closed doors and the first year went by too quickly as Anne recalled.  Good times!  But only a small part of who Anne was. 

She hired Janice for the same reasons any man would have. A reminder of a lover she once had combined with a vision of her red hair between her thighs, tongue caressing her crotch.  But she would have never acted upon her impulses if her husband hadn’t beat her to it.  She was faithful to a fault and prepared to live in a sexless world.  Thank god for his horny, little pecker as her nipples began to swell in anticipation of being rewarded for being so bad.  She could barely not touch herself recalling her commands to Janice. 

“Seduce my husband while I am out of town.”

The words had flown out of Janice’s mouth, and there was no going back.  Her two fingers were furiously fucking the younger woman as she sat in her office chair with Janice ass extended to her in the air from her perch on the floor.

“I’d rather seduce you, Mistress.”

The words came back almost as quickly.  Anne smacked her ass with the flayed strap a few times and yelled for her to stay quiet!  She would do what she was told to do, and Anne inserted a plug into her ass for being disobedient.  Knowing Janice loved the pain as well as the attention.  

Janice for her part was an open book.  She usually dressed professionally in tight-fitting gear.  But she always wore hints about how she would have preferred to be treated.  A choker accessory with a symbolic ring attached.  Bracelets that were either oddly constricting or similar to restraints.  And an odd reaction to being told to do things.   

Keeping Janice around and at Anne’s beck and call enabled Anne to think again as orgasms seemed to open her creativity.  Regaining control of her marriage was one thing.  But rediscovering her desires to dominate and be dominated was something she would have to do outside of her marriage for now.   

Janice new job of keeping her husband busy and unsuspecting while she extended her stays after each business trip was a part of that.  Letting him believe he was in control while she was actually preparing to make him into something else.  Janice job was to introduce him to riskier sex while recording it all for Anne.  They would watch the tapes once a week before sending them to her attorney when Janice would lick and talk her through all the good parts until Anne would stifle her voice with her pink pussy.  But she would always let her up in time to breathe.  Anne’s hand’s massaged her clit thinking about the control she would soon exert over him.  And the lover she was meeting downstairs.  Before she came too soon, it was time to go. 

Anne had to change her thoughts before she soaked her panties and never left the room. Sometimes she hated being in control!  But her husband wasn’t her equal, and the love lasted as long as his wandering eye’s attention span. The truth was her intellect intimidated and emasculated him.  Anne had been careful about her business, and that was reinforced by a very strongly constructed prenuptial agreement which she would have gladly torn up had he shown any backbone over the years!  The thoughts completely turned down Anne as she changed her panties and left for the Bar. 

These trips out of town grew her business, sure.  But the nights alone were the motivation for planning them out.  That and feeding Anne’s inner slut.  What happened by accident once had her hooked on being a toy for men the same way her secretary was a toy for her!  Powerful, hung, men with large. Appetites for women like herself.  She always reserved the second day to recoup but always ended up fucking her way through that one too.  In discovering her own sexuality, Anne uncovered her own submissive danger zone and began to rely upon her journeys to keep her sanity.

“Slut A” was how she described herself on her profile.  Promising a plethora of sexual activities if she could be convinced to do them by the “right guy or group.”  It was good to be the boss, but better to be herself.

Anne’s own red hair was conservatively cut.  But her dress choice for the evening was immodestly tight and perfectly synched to her curves.  It had a zipper in the back and barely contained her voluptuous breasts in the front and her legs that were covered just above mid-thigh.  Shopping for clothes was always the most fun, as she would never keep these things in her family home lest her husband find them and discover her own extracurricular activities.  Each city came with a new reason to shop.  Trying slutty outfits on helped he get into character.   

“Anne?”

Her eyes raised above the Martini she sipped, as the man from the internet stood before her even sexier than in his picture!  His beard was rough, but not unkempt and he was as tall as he said he was.  Around six feet even and from what she could tell, in as good shape as in his pictures.  She only hoped the one picture she couldn’t verify in a crowded bar also matched, but she would look into that soon enough.

“Yes, sir.”

Anne stood and greeted Tim with a hug, nearly jumping as his large hands cupped her ass behind her back in the process as he whispered in her ear.

“I can’t wait to spank this ass.”

Anne thought to herself, black men!  They were always so aggressive and forward!  Even the educated ones seemed to fuck her like she owed them something!  Being in charge and having to think for everyone all of the time was boring.  But she never had to worry about that with them, which is why they were her preference in these situations. 

“I see you are as fuckable as in your pictures.  Are you ready to spread those legs for Daddy?”

Anne sat back down and slid next to him in the booth, smiling as she did so.  The memory of his firm body pressed against her and his smell under her still fresh and new!  They had chatted for about an hour online total which mostly consisted of him telling her what he expected from her for his 10 inches.  And once the bargain was struck, there was no turning back! 

“Put on the collar.”

The gold leather matched her dress color which of course, he had instructed her to buy.  Anne had never gone this far with anyone publicly.  And the thought of being watched as this man leashed her publicly made her quiver and moan!  Of course, she hesitated, even though she was now alone in the city.  But his fingers moved under the table and rested in between her thighs, spreading her lips and trailing across her wet mound to allay her fears.  

  

“Are you getting cold feet?”

Tim’s hand between her legs thrust one large finger into her wet pussy which she was sure the Bartender noticed as he leaned into her and whispered.

“If you are getting cold feet I can just leave you and your wet snatch alone?”

Tim’s fingers fucked her rhythmically as he looked deep into her eyes. 

“Put it on.  Don’t be shy to be who you are with me.”

Anne looked at the Bartender’s disgust and contempt watching them closer from across the room as she reached onto the table and fastened the collar around her neck.  Her nipples were jutting out beneath her dress, and her panties which were bunched up on the side were moist from the finger fucking or the anticipation of what was to come!  Anne knew the city would be different. 

“Ask for the check.”

Anne motioned to the waitress as Tim continued to fuck her pussy shamelessly as the Latina approached them in the corner of the room.  

“Check.”

“Ask nicely.”

Tim squeezed her clitoris as he told Anne to repeat herself, releasing an orgasm unlike any she had ever experienced!  Anne felt the humiliation of the moment and noticed the smirk come across the server’s lips as she gasped in the shame of her sweet bliss!  Her left nipple was noticeable to anyone within 5 feet of the couple anyway, and it was apparent what was happening to the woman as Tim was hardly shy about taking liberties with her. 

“Check please.”

The woman smirked at Anne’s sluttiness as Tim smiled at her as he began to talk. 

“So what’s your name?”

“Jasmin” she replied.

“Well, Jasmin. Anne here is a guest of the Hotel, and we would deeply appreciate.”

When Tim said deeply, he plunged another finger deep into her twat, bending one to rub her outer wall which elicited a moan from the helpless woman before continuing. 

“If you would just Bill the room and send up a bottle of Dom to room…What room is it dear?”

“1221” Anne moaned.

“1221.  We were going to go clubbing, but as you can see, I don’t think Anne will make it.  And could you bring it up?”

Reaching into his pocket, Tim handed the waitress a folded 50 Dollar Bill. 

“Of course,” Jasmin replied as the two exchanged smiles. 

Anne was too deep into her own voyeurism to notice though as she was fixated on the few people left in the Hotel Bar at this hour who were all watching her get finger fucked by a stranger!  It was too dark, and she was too far gone to recognize any faces.  But she knew she had an audience when her pussy clamped down on his fingers as she came.  Tim clipped his leash onto Anne’s chain and stood up, removing his magical fingers from her tightened hole in the process.

The walk to the elevator was blissfully short as Anne dropped her head and traipsed behind Tim quietly.  Two other men followed them and jumped in the elevator behind the happy couple as Tim pressed the button and immediately turned his attention to Anne. 

“Turn around and bend over.”

Anne turned to face the two men who were both smiling wide grins.  She bent at the waist, exposing her gold panties which were a mess scrunched around her pussy.  Her face was directly at eye level of the two men’s crotches as she felt Tim enter her roughly, pushing her face straight into two strange crotches!  She felt their engorged bulges rubbing against her cheeks as Tim wasted no time splitting her in two in front of them!  She was so ashamed of herself for cumming on his 2nd unannounced entry into her as the men reached out to hold her up by her firm tits. 

“So you like this big dick baby?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And you are ready to take us all on?”

Anne reached for the silent men’s cocks, rubbing them up and down her open palms as Tim continued his public pussy punch with his oversized dick.  They were as advertised!  At least 8 inches, one wider than the other!  The elevator opened as Tim withdrew his meat and the men pulled aside, allowing Anne to fall to the floor.  Her panties still around her thighs as she felt a tug on her leash. 

“Come slut.”

Anne crawled on the floor of the thankfully empty hallway with the two men behind her.  Laughing at her dripping snatch and lace panties hanging around her thighs as she moved.  Tim opened the door with her key card as they all walked into the Suite to become better acquainted. 

Tim closed the door and took his cock out again which Anne immediately took into her face. 

Smack . Smack.

Each ass cheek was assaulted by the other two men, making Anne release Tim immediately.

“Ask to lick this meat slut!”  Tim growled at the horny woman.

“Please, sir.  May I suck your big, black cock?” Anne asked nicely.

Tim grinned at the woman as he nodded his approval while behind Anne, the other two men got undressed.  She could barely fit half of him in her mouth until Tim grabbed her head and started forcing himself down her throat roughly.  Her eyes began to bulge as Tim held her firm as one of the other men behind her played with her ass.  Applying some form of lubricant as he pushed his finger deeper and deeper inside of her.  Anne was excited by the unknown.  Not knowing who these other men were beyond Tim telling her beforehand they were trusted friends who loved fucking white women like him.  She felt herself building to an orgasm at the thought of being so powerless to stop anything from happening now! 

Tim grabbed Anne firmly by the neck and lifted her off the floor before turning her around to enter her once more!  Unzipping her dress which stood around her ankles and constricted her ability to move!  This gave the men in front of her access to her tits as they both affixed clamps to her pink nipples, which stood out long and hard from her breasts as Tim once more entered her pussy to Anne’s delight!  Her short haircut left not much to grab, so her ears were pulled back to accommodate each of the other black dicks one at a time until she had lost count of what was going on! 

Tim was now working himself into her ass slowly as one of the other two men finally removed the dress that held her ankles hostage if only to get them wide enough to access her swollen clit.  Anne felt as if she could explode into two separate pieces but she was helpless in between these 3 men!  But it was obvious they had done this before as Tim settled her expertly onto his friend’s 8 inches while pumping her ass deeply.  The pain that she felt now replaced by the joy of being filled and controlled by three strange black men fucking her holes! 

“Now you can remove this from your slut bucket list!”

Tim laughed as he released a stream of semen deep into her anal cavity.  The other two men continued until they also came inside of her.  Something they hadn’t discussed would happen but thanks to the stinging inside of her body from their massive dicks, she was happy had occurred!  The man beneath her made Anne lick her juices as well as Tim’s semen, which had dripped onto him as he pulled on her collar.  Anne knew she found her favorite new hobby when she felt herself cum again as she licked him clean!

“Best one yet.” 

All she understood as the men leered over her fallen, cum stained body on the floor.  They never even made it to the bed as Anne lay exhausted from the activities before Tim led her into the shower to fuck her once more as she cleaned herself up, but this time, he didn’t cum.  She was being worked harder than ever by anyone and enjoying every second of the ride!  The other two made use of the large Jacuzzi tub, filling it with a warm bath before leading her in to clean herself, and them.  Her nipples were amazingly still clamped together tightly and now throbbed in pain due to the lack of other bodily distraction.  Anne was exhausted but willing to see the night through.

“If you are going to join the club, you need to learn how to take care of all a man’s needs.”

The two men took turns commanding her in the water for what seemed like an hour.  Teasing her by fucking her holes whenever she bathed or attended to the other.  But Tim had disappeared from the room, leaving her to their whims. 

Knock. Knock. Knock. 

Jasmin stood, the waitress stood in the bathroom doorway wearing an apron and holding a bottle of Champagne.

“And don’t forget a woman’s needs too.”

Tim kissed her deeply as he came up from behind Jasmine.  Anne felt a twinge of jealousy at their intimacy but didn’t have much time to formulate an opinion on the new addition to her party.  She barely had time to react to the 9 inches being worked into her sore but satisfied pussy from behind by one of her new friends!  Jasmine walked over to the water’s edge, her perfectly manicured pussy with the tattoo that reads “Tim’s” staring Anne directly in her eyes. 

“Eat me, bitch.”

DOM

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I had a dream last night.

She was sitting on the window sill.  Naked with legs spread wide apart and a grin on her sexually sadistic face with dark hair.  Her body was the way he likes them.  A strong frame that craved to be pushed and prodded, if not held tightly to another.  The woman in this dream was irresistible. 

Her pussy was the prettiest Dom had ever seen.  Pink, wet lips and an almost clairvoyant clit that called to him in his sleep!  And there was a thirst that could only be sated by a flick of her beautiful rosebud on the tongue.  In the dream, Dom left the chair and positioned his dark head directly across from her lap.  Studying the wonderment and beauty of what was the wettest, pinkest pussy ever laid eyes upon as she finagled her pussy too and fro!  Biting her lip a little as Dom’s tongue flipped forward onto the protruding nub.  Careful to caress it in a circular motion once before running the tongue down one side lip and back up the other!  The flavor a dew so sugary sweet that even in his sleep, Dom’s stomach growled.  Her juices dripped down like champagne! 

Awoken by the sun, Dom’s hard cock stretched forward creating a cascade across the light like a sunrise over a dark, bulbous moon.  The shoes she wore in the dream as vivid as the taste and moisture on the lips.  High heels with a ring attached at the back.  And a smile of satisfaction crossed Dom’s mind as he stepped under the water preparing to leave the house.  It was time to play. 

The cool water on his hot skin brought him fully into the now.  But the thoughts of his heavenly encounter stood strong and vivid in her mind.  So vivid that the moments wouldn’t go away.  Nor would the sinful thoughts or residual guilt leaving her so abruptly had started.  Dom’s cock slapped against his thigh heavily as his hands worked around the erection that wouldn’t go away!  For a moment he began to stroke the length himself before remembering why he was getting ready in the first place and stopped.  Thinking he should paddle his own bottom but remembering those days were long ago!

His eyes begin to focus minutes later as the dry and naked my cock still stands tall.  Looking at the bed under the window keeping him stiff as the dream with the desire to taste a pussy as pretty as hers won’t go builds until the plan is set.  Dom decided they were both being deprived and conceded the course of action was clear.  Willing participant or not.   

The jeans are placed over the election and the subsequent phone calls begin to delay the day symbiotically.  Nothing is going to get done until the need is satisfied!  The shirt buttons down and covers his chest, but it is impossible to disguise the shape of his body which I worked hard to create.  There is really no need to go overboard and Dom grabs the laptop and walks the four blocks up the street. 

The Coffee shop with the office is on the top floor.  The noise downstairs provides a perfect atmosphere conducive to work.  Edgy music noise gets through the floorboards in the outer room but is more muffled in the back.  It looks more like a Private Detective’s office than a Realty Business.  But the truth was, it served multiple purposes.

“Morning Iris.  The usual.  And could you bring it to me immediately please?”

Iris walked into the back and grabbed two bags of Tea and placed them in an oversized Cup with honey.  She nodded at the other girl as she followed closely behind Dom up the stairwell.  Iris small frame bounding happily in her thigh length skirt before pushing the door open and being pulled in by her throat!  She knows he hates when she’s too cheerful! 

“You didn’t knock.”

Releasing her throat, she walks towards the table and places the tray down before dropping to her knees facing him. 

“Sorry, sir!”  Her voice mocking what was in her mind, a weak attempt at violence.  Iris expected a slap to the face as well or at least a demeaning twist of her nipples!  Without proper boundaries, Iris would walk over any man and in the past, had!  Dom was going to have to show her more aggression if he wanted her to yield!

Dom’s smile and subsequent walk towards her ended as he similarly, dropped to his knees in front of her.  She expected him to whip out his dick or instruct her to remove her panties so she could be properly spanked.  But instead, he knelt before her and lovingly caressed her rounded breasts and kissed her open mouth!  The sensation of a soft kiss was an unfamiliar sensation but  admittedly, made her heart flutter a bit!  By the time her hands had been cuffed behind her back with her clothes mostly on. Iris was in the throes of what was for her the Pink elephant.  Vanilla Sex Pleasure!

But Dom wasn’t kissing her.  He was acting out his dream in real time.  Changing the aspects that were beyond his control in his sleep to his advantage!  Today’s lesson would be different and yet, the same!  Dom’s middle finger plunging into her straight, but roughly only brought her back to the Country Club and the fags who used their fingers on her so clumsily.  But this didn’t feel that way!

Dom didn’t hate his mother or get fucked over by some bitch in High School that fueled his desires to control women.  That was never it.  It was an ex-girlfriend/fiance and a pledge of mutual abstinence that created him.  In an attempt to make sure their marriage would be based upon more than sex and with the advice of a relationship counselor, they attempted to be “pure”.  Instead, they discovered something else.

It started as a joke.  Handcuff me to keep my hands off of you sort of stuff.  But escalated quickly into mutual masturbation which they reasoned technically, wasn’t sex and ended with a sex party in New Jersey with his ex the guest of honor.  His Fiance bound to a metal apparatus that while appearing extremely uncomfortable, left her most vital holes exposed to be examined stretched by strangers!  Dom lost her to the lifestyle but, found himself in the process.  Something he always considered was an acceptable loss.

Iris piercings and strategically placed tattoos didn’t do her body justice.  She couldn’t hide how beautiful she was even though she sometimes tried hard to escape it.  The privileged upbringing she was ashamed of rubbed up against the sexual and non-sexual lifestyle she preferred.  Iris was attempting to run away from who she was.  And because of that, they were perfect together.

By placing his hand on her throat, bending her backward almost flat on her back while her legs were still tucked beneath her, Iris true desire to be treated roughly by Dom was fulfilled as well as her moist vulva exposed.  She only wished someone would walk in and see her, the boss, the way she preferred to be.  Used.  

“You must want me to spank your ass for you?”

“Yes, sir.”

Pulling her panties to her knees, Iris as she slightly resistance brought the dream girl to mind once more.  Dom imagined every teasing twist of his dream and saw Iris in the same, depraved light as the wet woman of his dreams.  One hand rubbed Iris pussy, spanking her wet folds while she sat/lay/ was strewn across the floor looking completely ridiculous in her lust!  She was a fake as a boss and happiest like this.  The only thing goth or edgy about her was her love of pain!  This, the shop, the concessions was all about keeping her Dom.  Humiliation was just the price of being a pain slut!

“You have 5 seconds to get to the stairs or you will regret being a bitch to me this morning.  One….”

Pushing her onto her back, Dom stood to place himself between Iris and the door ensuring the possibility of a successful task never being completed.  Dom unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it over his head as she struggled to her feet.

“Four…”

His hands reached her juicy clit at that moment, squeezing it between his thumb and forefinger just hard enough to drop Iris to her knees.  Defeated, she shook with a violent orgasm at the force of his fingers and will.  She was a submissive pain slut for sure!  But she was too strong to admit it, having been raised as a strong, proud woman.  Maybe even a feminist.  The fact her body betrayed her true self so easily was something she always hated.  And the fact Iris always sought it out only made her more ashamed of her choices.

His whip was around her neck before she knew it.  Dragging her feet into his “office “as she gasped for air.  Her legs kicked even as she came from the rough treatment at her tenant/Master’s hand!  Her small frame flung through the air slightly as he closed the door behind him!  Her attempt at modesty as she hit the floor to cover her exposed pussy, as usual, began her masturbatory session! 

“I’m sorry.  Please forgive me.  I hate when you ignore me and I am so sorry.”

Iris fingered her hole furiously as she spoke, both aroused and ashamed at what she was doing, again!  Her Grandmother had left her the building as well as others.  That she pretended to be a normal, ordinary girl in order to be treated this way was too much of turn on for her body to ever resist!  As long as no one found out the truth it wouldn’t matter.  Iris was ashamed to think of how Dom would use her body next and it excited her.  But she was convinced this was just a phase.  Only Dom knew she would one day evolve and accept who she truly was.  But for now, her shame meant she couldn’t stop cumming thinking about him! 

“You are a Fucking mess.  If your family could see you now..”

Iris got turned on being threatened.  It took the pressure off in some ways and added to the fantasy.  That she wasn’t being treated like this because she wanted to be.  But because she had just met the wrong guy!  She never asked herself why she had told him so much.   

As she opened her mouth, her tongue encircled the head of his cock just the way he likes.  Sucking the sensitive nub in a warm, wet, loving way while savoring the pre-cum like nectar from a God!  Dom knew she wanted to gobble it down like a good whore.  But he was teaching her the discipline she needed to not become another boring Ex-trying too hard to please him. Licking his salty cum from his cock knowing he wouldn’t cum while wishing all the time he would!  Dom knew everything about her from their numerous edging sessions.    Things her mother told her she should never do she had with him!  She was still in uniform partially as her hands in cuffs behind her back longed to reach one of her holes to no avail.  That was when he pulled her slightly to her feet by the hair. 

“I had a dream last night.”

Thwack    

The paddle struck her backside and she immediately started to drool from the force of her orgasm! 

“Some slut came to me in my dreams and decided to tease me.”

Thwack

Iris’ eyes rolled back into her head as Dom placed his thumb roughly into her overflowing box. 

“Were you trying to tease me this morning with your sass?”

Thwack

The paddles effect sent the young woman into oblivion as her small, pert breasts swelled inside of her bra.  Dom removed one tit from it’s casing to rub the precum off of the head of his cock before presenting it to an almost spent Iris for licking. 

“You may take it all.”

The words like a weight lifted from Iris’ shoulders as she began to devour the long, thick cock the way she always did.  It had taken a lot of hours of long discipline to get Iris where she was today.  A woman with a modicum of control of her lusts instead of one whose lusts controlled her!  She wanted him to fill her inside with it anywhere!  But she knew he wouldn’t just yet.  He had been a diligent taskmaster in teaching her his peculiar form of celibacy and discipline.

Iris had always savored the opportunity to show what she had always believed was her greatest talent.  And Dom’s refusal to fill her willing mouth with his hot liquid was a personal goal she wanted to achieve.  Their first time together had been a humbling experience for her, as she attempted to suck him off to no avail.  But she could tell by the way he throbbed inside her cheeks she could at least affect him now.  They were baby steps that encouraged Iris one day she would taste him without also tasting herself!  All she wanted to experience was each experience with him becoming more intense.  She had given in.  She was his.

Dom allowed her to lick him for a few minutes before instructing Iris to tell the girl downstairs she would be a while.  She knew what that meant and as soon as the phone hung up, the Music downstairs became a bit louder.  Again he pulled her to her feet.  But this time to remove her skirt and panties. 

“Bend over.”

Iris complied and almost as soon as she did felt the small vibrator being pushed inside of her ass and turned on!  She knew better than to make any noise lest Dom do something to her that would definitely make her scream!  All she could hope for now was a gag to help her control herself! 

“You have been very quiet since you first mouthed off.  You weren’t trying to get me to do something dirty like this to you were you?”

Of course, the answer was yes!  But she knew to admit it meant what little false barriers remained between the two of them would be completely broken. 

“No, sir.  I was just in a bad mood.”

Thwack.

She could feel her plump ass get sore with the last blow and despite another orgasm, Iris really didn’t wish to endure another! 

“You lie.  And for that, there is a special purgatory for you.  Something I know you will absolutely hate me for.”

Iris ass buzzed from the toy dildo stuck in her tiny hole as her nipples shook with excitement.  Iris felt the cuffs being attached at her ankles as the spreader bar was attached to them!  Dom placed his head on the nub of her pussy and began to lick it. 

“I am going to lick you like the girl in my dreams last night.  As if I were your boyfriend and not your Master!”

With that and Iris placed on top of the desk, Dom began to tease her clit.  He had never eaten her before and she wasn’t sure he ever would which made it all the more pleasurable for Iris.  Until the second hour passed and the exhaustion of being mercilessly teased and caressed began to drive her wild!  It figured he was the best at this too.  Even telling Iris stories about his conquests as he massaged her to completion. 

“Not all women want to be choked first.”

That was all he said for the next hour. 

Dom imagined the girl from his dream before him.  Unable to leave him at the crack of dawn or the hint of disturbed sleep.  Iris pussy was still intact, as he had exclusively used her mouth and ass for weeks.  She had never complained either.  Her writhing under the caress of his gentle tongue was also an unknown.  Noticing the tattoo of his name stylishly done and engraved next to her pussy, Dom became impressed with the Calligraphy.  And as he squeezed her nipples tightly,  she was still able to cream like the 1st night he had been drawn to her.   

He was teaching her about things she would have never learned on her own.  About desire, patience, pain, love, and sex.  Obedience.  And Loyalty.  He wanted her to stick around, even if he would never admit it.  He had fucked her ass and mouth for months and she didn’t complain.  She came anyway.  

As his cock pushed into her pussy for the 1st time in months, Iris’ eyes opened wide, remembering what it felt like to have him fuck her that night!  Why she offered this space to him in the first place and didn’t complain about the other women.  Why she came just thinking about smart things to say to him this morning.  He made her forget about everything in a moment!. 

Pushing into her womb deeper Iris had surpassed her known limits.  Her pussy convulsed in an intermittent manner that would allow no tangible pattern!  He was between her body and the bar now and there was no place to go except up and down his slick pole while her pussy looked for fluids to dispense!  The last dry orgasm met with Dom’s wet dick kiss as he came deep inside!  

The next night I had a dream….. 

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.