Meldoy proves her submission to her father by wearing a remote-control vibrator as she shops at the mall.Becoming Daddy’s Good Girl Chapter Four: Sexy Vibrations By mypenname3000
I awoke to the first rays of sunshine streaming through Daddy’s bedroom window. They fell on my face as I lay beside him naked. I blinked and groaned, rubbing sleep from my eyes. I didn’t want to be awake. It was too early. It was summer vacation, and a Saturday, and last night had been wild.
Daddy took Sun, my best friend, and I into his BDSM dungeon in the basement. The room I had been forbidden to enter all eighteen years of my life until last night. I always thought it was Daddy’s workshop, his private space that he and my mom would go into.
I never realized it was strange that they never made anything. Now I understood—my mom was Daddy’s sex slave. It explained why she was so submissive with him, always greeting him when he got home from work, serving him drinks and dinner, and catering to his every desire. She loved it, and I understood why she did, there was such wonderful joy in surrendering yourself to a strong man.
I hoped Mom never returned from my grandparents. She and my bratty sister Alice could stay there forever and ever. I would be Daddy’s submissive. I would cook and clean and let him tie me up and do all sorts of naughty things to my nubile body.
The sheets had slipped down while I slept, and my round breasts—larger than my fraternal twin sister Alice’s—still had rope marks around their bases. Daddy had tied me up last night. He called it shibari. The marks had faded, but they were still visible, reminders of last night’s submission.
I traced the marks and remembered last night. Daddy had taken Sun’s virginity, and then my anal cherry. He had flogged us both, tying us to the St. Anthony’s cross and warming our bottoms and backs with soft leather flails.
Thwack, thwack, thwack. The sounds echoed through my mind.
And then he fucked us both again, this time cumming in Sun’s pussy. I got to lick her clean before we fell asleep in Daddy’s bed. Sun lay on the other side of Daddy. I sat up, my gaze slipping past Daddy’s muscular, barbwire-tattooed chest to my Korean friend. Her short, black hair half-covered her pale-olive cheek. She was a petite girl, with barely budding breasts and boyish hips.
But Daddy loved fucking her, too. She spent the night so she could be Daddy’s good girl, too.
I brushed my brown hair off my shoulders. I fell asleep with it braided, but it needed to be redone. Hairs stuck out all over. Daddy liked a girl with braids. I leaned onto my elbow and stared at Daddy’s muscular body. He was so strong and looked like a biker when he was naked, even with his short hair and clean-shaven face—Daddy had to work an office job.
But he kept himself in wonderful shape. I ran my hands over his muscular body, loving how strong he felt. I was so glad I became Daddy’s good girl. And I wanted to be his slave. I wanted to serve him as faithfully and utterly as Mom did.
Only I would do it better than her.
I pushed the sheets down, exposing his six-pack abs. He could be model on a romance novel. Dangerous and strong, with a beautiful woman—me—swooning in his arms. Oh, I would swoon for my hunky daddy. All my friends thought he was the sexiest man.
The sheet slipped over his cock, hard like it was every morning. Mom would wake Daddy up with a blowjob, and so did I know. She asked me to take care of him. But she didn’t expect me to take over all her wifely duties.
I scooted down the bed, pushing the sheets down farther, and stroked his cock. I loved how thick it felt. My asshole clenched, remembering his dick spreading me open, fucking me so hard, so deep into my bowels. I licked my lips then leaned over and ran my tongue up his shaft all the way to the very tip. I swirled it around and brought a low groan from his mouth.
“Are you sucking him?” Sun whispered.
I looked up. Her head rested on Daddy’s chest, her dark, slanted eyes open. I nodded my head. “I have to wake him up right. Look at how hard his cock is. He needs relief.”
“Let me help.”
I grinned at my friend and nodded my head.
She slithered down the bed, her dark nipples hardening. She pressed against his left, muscular leg, her nipples kissing his thigh, and her tongue flicked out, licking the tip. She purred as she swirled her tongue about the crown, gathering his precum.
“Mmm, that taste good,” she panted. “Salty and delicious.”
“Yep,” I giggled.
She licked again and then her lips sealed over the top of his crown, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked. I smiled and nuzzled at Daddy’s hairy balls. I sucked on into my mouth, playing with it as my eyes watched my best friend pleasure him.
She moaned around his cock, her body undulating, rubbing her wet pussy against his shin. Her spicy musk drifted to my nose and a wet gleam shone on Daddy’s leg where her cunt had rubbed against him. I also had a pussy growing hot and juicy.
I sucked on Daddy’s other ball as I rubbed my aching nipples into his muscular flesh. They tingled as rubbed them up and down, shooting wonderful delight down to my pussy. I purred as my cunt grew hotter. I squeezed my thighs together, massaging my little clit.
“Oh, your dad’s cock tastes amazing,” Sun whispered. “And you get to do this every morning.”
“Until Mom gets back.” Which was supposed to be in two more weeks. I didn’t want to think about Mom. I wanted to enjoy Daddy for as long as I could.
I licked up his dick and reached the top. I played with the mushroom-shaped head as Sun stroked his shaft. My tongue stroked the spongy crown, gathering more precum. Then Sun leaned in and nibbled on the other side. Our tongues and lips brushed as we sucked on his wonderful dick. My hand seized Daddy’s long shaft beneath her hand and we stroked him together.
We moaned. It was so hot when our lips touched or our tongues brushed. We nuzzled at each other, sharing quick kisses in between pleasuring his dick. The flavor of Daddy’s cock lingered on her lips. It was so exciting.
“Damn, this is the best sleepover ever,” groaned Sun. “Better than one of Donna’s lame parties.”
“Her dad isn’t as sexy as mine.”
“No,” Sun groaned. Then she swallowed the tip of Daddy’s cock. Sun bobbed her mouth, sucking as much of his dick into her mouth as she could.
Daddy groaned. I glanced up and saw his eyes watching us.
“Morning, Daddy,” I beamed.
“Mmm, morning,” he groaned. “I see you’re both being such good girls.”
“Always, Daddy,” I beamed as Sun sucked harder, noisier. Her saliva dribbled down his shaft, wetting our hands as we stroked him.
It was hot feeling Daddy’s eyes on us as I leaned over and licked at his shaft beneath Sun’s sucking lips. My tongue brushed my friend’s mouth. I kissed and nibbled on the sides of her lips as she bobbed and pleasured him. His groans grew louder. My free hand cupped his balls, full of his incestuous seed. I couldn’t wait for him to cum all over our faces.
“Such good girls,” he groaned as he stroked my braid.
A pleased shudder ran down to my dripping pussy. I squeezed my thighs tighter together and nibbled and sucked on his shaft as Sun bobbed her mouth faster and faster, eager to give Daddy every ounce of her pleasure.
And then the phone rang. It was Mom calling, I could tell by the ringtone. So chipper and cheery, just like her. Sun popped her mouth off Daddy’s cock, her eyes wide, her lower lip trembling as Daddy reached for his phone charging on the nightstand.
“Don’t stop,” he commanded as he picked up his phone.
Daddy gave us an order. I sucked his cock into my mouth, tasting Sun’s saliva on it. I bobbed my mouth. My cheeks hollowed. Sun leaned down and licked at his shaft, but her eyes were still nervous. She couldn’t believe he was answering the phone while we blew them.
“June,” Daddy said.
I couldn’t quite hear my mom’s words, only the sound of her voice. A thrill went through me. She was taking care of her parents after my grandpa’s hip surgery, and I was taking care of Daddy with my mouth and sharing my best friend with him. Mom never did that. She never brought Daddy the tight, barely legal cunt he craved.
I sucked harder, bobbing my head as Daddy listened to Mom updating him on my grandparents. I swirled my tongue about his dick and savored the flavor of his precum leaking into my mouth as I pleasured him.
“I’m glad your parents are doing well,” Daddy said. “When do you expect to be home?” I didn’t catch the answer, but Daddy said, “No changes. Okay.” Pause. “Yes, Melody is being a good girl. She had Sun spend the night.” Daddy laughed. “Yes, yes, they’ve both been such good girls. You would be proud of Melody.”
I smirked. Mom would be furious if she knew I was sucking Daddy’s cock. My pussy ached. I wanted to masturbate, but a good girl only cums when Daddy orders. I slid my mouth up his cock until I held only the tip, then I swirled my tongue around it.
“And have you been good?” he asked. “No masturbating.” Mom’s answer brought a smile to his lips. “I knew you would be good. I missed you.” Her answer sounded throaty. “Yes, I am. I’m pretending you’re sucking me. That your mouth is wrapped right around the tip and swirling about it.”
Daddy stared at me, and I realized a new game was about to begin. Sun sucked harder on his balls as I kept my tongue swirling. Daddy groaned as Mom gave an answer. This was so wicked. Mom thought they were having phone sex.
“And then your mouth slides down, taking more and more of my cock,” Daddy groaned. “Like the good girl that you are, June.”
I obeyed. I slid my mouth farther and farther. My tongue slid along the shaft. And then his dick brushed the back of my throat. I sucked and pleasured him. Sun’s fist, sliding up and down his shaft, brushed my lips while she flashed me a wicked smile.
“Your dad is crazy,” she mouthed.
“Yes, you deep-throat it.” Daddy’s hand tightened on the back of my head. “Relax your throat and swallow every inch of my cock like a good girl.”
My mom’s throaty response was loud and clear, “Yes. I love deep-throating your cock, Master.”
Daddy’s hand was firm on the back of my head. He wanted me to take more of his cock. I had heard of this. Girls at school whispered about deep-throating. I had to please Daddy and be a good girl. Besides, if my mom did this for him, then so could I.
“Yes, yes, relax that throat and swallow my cock,” groaned Daddy.
“Do it,” Sun hissed.
I relaxed my throat as Daddy’s hand forced my mouth down his cock. I angled my head, letting his dick slid into my gullet. It was so hard. I wanted to gag. I smiled around his dick, remembering a trick I had learn to suppress it. His dick slid deeper and deeper. Into my throat. It grew harder to breathe as my little throat constricted about his dick.
“Yes, you’re taking every inch of my dick,” groaned Daddy. “Such a good girl.”
“Always,” Mom moaned, her voice loud. Was she masturbating? She thought Daddy was talking to her.
I wanted to shove my hand between my thighs. I would cum in seconds. I fought the urge as my lips pressed into Daddy’s curly pubic hair. I took every inch of his cock down my throat like a good girl.
A surge of pride shot through me. I moaned and shuddered about his cock. The urge to masturbate swelled in me. It was so hard to resist the hot urge. Especially as Daddy let out a groan of pure satisfaction.
“You wicked slut,” Sun whispered, nuzzling into my ear. “You swallowed every inch of your dad’s cock. Ooh, you are amazing.”
“Damn,” Daddy groaned. “You did it. Daddy’s good girl did it.”
“Yes,” my mom hissed. She was on speaker phone. That was why I could hear her so clearly now.
“Now start bobbing,” Daddy groaned. “Fuck that hot mouth up and down my cock.”
“I will, Master,” moaned Mom.
And so would I.
“Do you like my hot mouth sliding up and down your cock, Master?”
Daddy groaned as I slid my mouth up his cock. It popped out my aching throat. I sucked the entire way until only the tip was in his mouth. And then he pushed me back down. His dick pressed at my throat. I swallowed him again. It was easier this time. My throat stretched.
His cock dived down my esophagus. I moaned and hummed, pleasing him, loving his groans as Mom moaned in the background, masturbating, thinking she was having hot phone sex. My fingers curled.
I needed to cum so badly. My pussy burned.
“Do you like my mouth sliding up and down your cock, Master?”
“Yes. You’re doing so good. Such a good girl.”
“I love to please you, Master.”
“Your mom is a freak,” Sun giggled in my ear. “I love it.”
So did I.
Daddy fucked my mouth up and down, pushing on my head and pulling on my braid. Faster and faster. He groaned and squirmed, the muscles in his chest rippling. Sun went back to nuzzling at his balls, massaging them, building up the cum.
“Are you going to cum, Master?” moaned Mom, her voice breathy. I could hear her fingers working in and out of her wet pussy. “Are you going to cum in my mouth? Or do you want to dump it on my face?”
“Your face,” groaned Daddy. “I want to cover my good girls with my cum.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom hissed, not hearing the plural on girls. “Do it. Cover your slave with your cum. Reward your good girl.”
“Yes,” Daddy growled.
He ripped my mouth off his cock by my braid. The pain flared. I loved it. Sun pressed her cheek next to mine as we jerked his cock. We aimed it right at our faces. Daddy’s face contorted. He growled into the phone as his pleasure built.
“Cum on my face, Master!”
“Yes,” I mouthed. “Do it, Daddy.”
“Fuck,” he snarled and his dick erupted. “I’m cumming! I’m covering your face.”
Thick, hot, salty jizz splattered our faces. Daddy’s dick erupted and bathed us with lines of his cum. He grunted with each one while Mom moaned in the background. The cum dribbled down my face to my lips.
My tongue flashed out and captured the incestuous seed.
Then Sun kissed me. I moaned, our cum-stained lips working together as more jizz dripped to our mouths. We shared it, our arms wrapping about each other. Our naked breasts touched, our nipples kissed, as we enjoyed Daddy’s cum.
“Yes, yes, yes. Oh, Master, may I cum?” moaned Mom. “This is so hot. I haven’t cum all week.”
“You may, slave,” groaned Daddy.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom moaned over speaker phone as Daddy watched us kiss and lick and enjoy his cum. Our tongues explored each other’s faces, licking, gathering up every line of his spunk that we could find. I loved the salty flavor of Daddy’s jizz on my mouth.
“Oh, Master, I love you,” Mom purred, clearly savoring her orgasm.
“I love you,” Daddy answered, his voice soft. “I miss you.”
“Miss you, too.”
My body trembled as I rolled on top of Sun, our naked bodies pressed together as we stretched over Daddy’s legs. We squirmed. My hard clit brushed her pubic mound, sending a spark of delight through my body.
“But I’m glad Melody’s taking care of the house and you.”
“She’s a good girl,” Daddy said, watching us hump our pussies together as we kissed.
“I have to go. I need to start breakfast.” Mom sighed. “I miss you so much.”
“Bye,” Daddy said and hung up. Then he grinned. “Do I need to take a hose to you two?”
“No, Daddy? May we cum?”
“Fine, Daddy.” I moaned, forcing myself to roll off of Sun. it was so hard. I needed my release so badly. Sun let out a frustrated moan.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged.
He shook his head. “I’m taking you shopping. I want you both on the edge. No cumming until I say so.”
“Yes, Daddy,” we both groaned together.
It was awkward walking into the mall with a vibrator shoved into my pussy, held in place by my panties. It was thick and every step shifted it around inside me. It had a small tongue pressing on my clit, designed to stimulate it along with my pussy. It was a special vibrator with a built-in Bluetooth.
Daddy could control it remotely with an app on his smart phone.
Sun walked with a wide-legged gait beside me, her first ever butt plug inserted into her ass. I put it in myself after tonguing and lubing her ass after breakfast. She had made the cutest sounds when I inserted it into her rear. Like mine, it was also Bluetooth enabled, with a little glowing, blue light on the butt plug.
Modern technology was amazing.
We walked on either side of Daddy when we entered the mall. My nipples were so hard beneath the spaghetti strapped top I wore. With no bra, they were so obvious poking against the pale-blue material. My brown hair was combed and neatly braided once more, falling down to the top of my ass and swaying with my gait.
And my poor pussy was on fire. I had been on edge all morning. Showering with Daddy was torture. Sun and I had to wash his magnificent body while our poor pussies were on the verge of erupting. Then he jerked his dick and watched us wash each other. He came, splattering our bodies with his jizz as we rubbed each other’s cunts and fought off our orgasms.
He loved it. I could see it in his eyes. Watching us strive to be good girls and not orgasm, to submit to his wishes, made him so excited. It was what he wanted from us. It was how we showed him our love.
And even though it left me a horny, frustrated ball of sensations just itching to explode, I loved being denied. I knew when I did have my orgasm, it would be spectacular. It would be a mind-numbing release that would leave me quaking.
It would be worth it.
Sun and I cooked breakfast together. Well, I cooked and Sun tried to help. She was helpless in the kitchen. She never let her mom teach her, rebelling against her family’s traditional ways, only to end up wanting to be like that for Daddy. To serve him with me. She found it hot to pour him coffee and make sure his needs were met before ours.
Then Daddy whipped out his toys. They were brand new, fresh from the package. Apparently, he ordered them on Monday and they arrived at his office yesterday. A wonderful surprise for us. Something my mom hadn’t experienced.
The first place Daddy led us to was the jewelry store. He walked in and went straight for the choker style necklaces. He browsed them while Sun and I stood behind him, trembling and squirming, both of us on fire from walking with our sex toys.
Finally, Daddy found one he liked, a thin, gold chain with a unicorn charm dangling at the end. He held it up. “Do you know the significance of this, Melody?”
“Think about your Mom. What does she always wear?”
I frowned, my eyebrow furrowing. I pictured my mom—a brunette like me, her braided hair falling down past her ass, hazel eyes, delicate face, busty in her conservative dresses, and a heart-shaped locket hanging from a gold choker.
“Mom always wears the locket,” I said.
“It’s her slave collar,” Daddy answered. “She wears it to show off her submission to me.”
“And is that my collar, Daddy?” I stared at the unicorn, trembling.
“Do you want it to be? If you accept it, it means you’ll always be my slave.”
“Even when Mom comes back?”
Daddy didn’t answer me. He just stared at me, waiting for my answer.
“Then you have to earn it. You have to prove to me that you’re my submissive. My good girl.”
“Haven’t I?” I swallowed.
“You’re doing a wonderful job so far.” He stroked my cheek.
“And what about me?” Sun asked, biting her lip.
“You’re just having fun. This isn’t what you really want.” But Daddy grinned at her. “Of course, any time you want to have fun and pretend to be my good girl, you’re welcome to, Sun.”
She smiled and nodded her head. Joy rippled through me. I was Daddy’s true good girl.
“Now here’s some money. Go, shop.” Daddy pulled out two fifty dollar bills, both crisp and fresh, and handed one each to us.
I beamed at the money. “Anything?”
“Anything,” he nodded. “I’ll be in the food court.”
Fifty dollars to spend on anything. I grinned and then Sun and I darted out of the jewelry store. My vibrator shifting in my excited pussy. We burst out into the mall concourse, our flip-flops slapping on the tiled floor, and giggled at each other.
“Where should we go?” I asked.
“I need makeup,” Sun grinned. “And a new purse.”
I nodded my head and we headed through the mall. We darted into a boutique and browsed for makeup, giggling at the different colors of lipstick. She found a bright-blue one and I rolled my eyes as she sniggered. We worked through it, examining everything.
I snagged several tubes of lipstick, a bright red one, my favorite pink, and a darker maroon. Sun found eyelash wings and giggled as she imagined her long, flowing eyelashes as she fluttered her eyes.
“You’ll make all the boys cum in their pants,” I giggled.
“That’s the plan. Now that my cherry’s gone, I’m going to have fun.”
“Well, I just need to please one man,” I grinned.
We wondered into the small jewelry section, and Sun giggled as she noticed the nipple piercings. She grabbed a pair of silver barbell-style piercings and held them over the nubs tenting the front of her pink tanktop. She did a hip shake.
“Do you think I would look hot with pierced nipples?”
“So hot,” I grinned, and then I snagged a bellybutton charm with a dangling, teardrop, fake ruby. I pulled up my top enough to expose my bellybutton and held the small, white placard with the charm against it, shifting my hips, the charm dangling.
“Ooh, yes, that’s so you,” she grinned.
“Do you think Daddy would like it?”
“Maybe a clit piercing.” Sun grabbed a ring off another rack. “Look at this.” She held it against her jean shorts. “Imagine this glistening right here.”
An older woman glanced at us and shook her head. Sun stuck her tongue out at her and the woman stomped off. “Prude,” Sun muttered. “Ooh, yes, I need this. I have to find a way to get my clit pierced.”
“I don’t know if Daddy would want that. It might ruin the girlish look of being shaved.”
“True.” Sun shuddered and put it back. Then she gushed, “Oh, my god, look at these earrings.”
The vibrator hummed to life inside of me.
I gasped in shock. I had almost forgotten it was in me. I had worn it for over an hour, my pussy getting used to it. And then my stomach contorted. I groaned, grasping the shelf for support as the vibrator churned my insides.
“Oh, fuck,” Sun gasped. Her back straightening, her hands reaching behind her to grab my ass. “oh, my god. It’s humming. Oh, fuck. That’s…that’s…”
I nodded my head. I had felt nothing like the humming, churning, vibrating bliss flowing out of my pussy. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut as I fought against the pleasure coursing through me. The teasing tongues vibrated against my clit, stimulating the bud, sending jolts of bliss racing through me. I squirmed, my hands clenching on the shelf.
“Oh, damn,” groaned Sun. “Oh, wow, that’s good.”
“We can’t cum,” I groaned. “We have to be good girls.”
“Shit,” Sun panted. “Fu…” her words trailed off.
“Are you two okay?” a woman said behind us.
I turned and a woman in her late thirties, a name tag pinned to her blouse, gave us a motherly smile. My cheeks reddened as the vibrator hummed inside of me. Could she hear it? I could. It sounded so loud.
“We’re fine.” My eyes widened. The last word rose in a sharp octave as the vibrator hummed even harder, churning my pussy to a hot froth. “Just goofing off.”
“I understand,” the woman said. “But you need to be mindful of the other patrons.”
“Yes,” Sun squeaked, her voice tight, her slanted eyes wide. “We’re…sorry…”
“Oh, what a cute pair of earrings,” the woman said, not realizing we were both on the verge of cumming. “They would look gorgeous on your small lobes, dear.”
“Thanks.” Sun’s face contorted.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
Sun just nodded, biting her lips. Her flushed face broke out in a sheen of sweat as she squirmed. I knew what she felt. Bliss radiated out from my pussy. An orgasm swelled through me. I wanted to cum so badly.
And then my phone chirped. A text. I fumbled it out, knowing who it was from. I looked at the screen. “Cum.”
“Yes, yes, she’s fine,” I moaned as I obeyed Daddy. I stopped fighting my orgasm. I shuddered before the older woman. She could be my mother. It was so wrong. I clenched my hands on the shelf as I relaxed myself into the bliss.
“So fine,” groaned Sun through grit teeth. “Th-thank you.”
My orgasm exploded through me. The humming toy intensified it. The ripples of bliss shot through my body, filling every inch of me. My knees buckled as a moan escaped my lips. I collapsed onto the floor, groaning, shuddering, writhing in ecstasy.
“Are you okay?” the woman gasped, clueless that I was having the orgasm of my life.
The bliss hit my mind. Stars danced before me as I stared at the floor. My spasmed about the humming device. My poor pussy felt numb from the wonderful vibrations. The toy kept buzzing, kept pleasing me. The orgasm wouldn’t stop.
It kept pouring through me. I fought so hard not to scream out how wonderful it was. The woman knelt, touching my shoulders. Her words fell on deaf ears. Just the fact she watched me and didn’t know what was happening intensified my ecstasy.
It was so much. Daddy was so cruel and wonderful all at the same time. He tortured me.
My fingers scratched at the linoleum. More groans escaped me as I squirmed. My tart musk filled my nose as my pussy juices soaked through my panties and dribbled down my thighs. The woman stroked my shoulders, her hands so soothing and so erotic all at the same time.
And then the vibrations ended.
I sucked in deep breaths as the pleasure faded. I sat up, giving the woman a flushed smile. “Sorry,” I said. “Just something…I ate.”
“Oh, you poor thing.”
“But I feel better now,” I groaned.
“Let me help you up.”
I nodded, my legs wobbly after my orgasm. Sun stared at me with wide eyes. She still trembled and squirmed, her butt plug teasing her. “Did you cum?” she mouthed.
“Yes,” I breathed. “Wow.”
Sun nodded her agreement.
“Do you need anything?” the woman asked. “Water?”
“We’re fine,” I said, my cheeks burning with embarrassment now. She had seen me cum.
Sun and I paid for our purchases. She squirmed the entire time, her butt plug humming happily away inside of her. We headed to a different store to buy our new purses. As we browsed, Sun leaned over and whispered, “It’s humming faster and faster. Your dad keeps upping the settings. This is torture.”
“I bet,” I whispered.
We bought our new purses and left the store. We were almost out of money now. Poor Sun trembled and bit her lip, fighting off the sensation in her ass. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were begging for mercy.
The humming returned to my pussy. A dull buzz, just enough to make my eyes widened and a small gasp to escape my lips. I squirmed as we walked through the mall, my breathing quickened, my nipples so hard I thought they might rip through my top.
“It’s starting for you again?” Sun groaned. Her face contorted and she clenched her teeth. “Damn, damn, damn. I want to just cum. I’m not his actual slave, like you. I don’t have to fight this.”
“You don’t,” I agreed.
“But it’s so hot,” she groaned. Her hands pressed to her belly. “Fuck, I’m on the edge. I need it so badly. I can’t believe how amazing this feels vibrating in my ass.”
I leaned over and gave her a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. Then my phone chirped. I broke away and pulled my phone out, reading the text from Daddy. “We need to go to the fountain.”
The mall had a huge fountain of splashing dolphins all squirting water out of their playful mouths. People threw coins in to make wishes all the time. I loved to do it. I shoved my hand into my purse as we rushed to the fountain, my vibrator humming faster and faster, and fished out a coin.
I knew the wish I would make.
A large crowd, as always, gathered by the fountain. People tossed in coins as they passed. The splashing water echoed over the buzz of their talking voices. Daddy sat on a lone bench at the edge. It was a quiet spot in the fountain area, no stores nearby, so not as much foot traffic where he sat. A good place to people watch.
Sun and I stopped before him, squirming, groaning, our faces flushed. Poor Sun rubbed at her jean shorts, her fingers stroking her groin. She had such a prominent cameltoe right now, her pussy plump and engorged, a wet spot soaking through the denim.
“Come sit on my lap, Melody,” Daddy said, pulling aside the bag he had on his lap. “Be a good girl and plop that ass right on Daddy’s big dick.”
His cock was exposed and covered in glistening lube. I bit my lip and looked around. No one was watching us. I turned and Daddy’s hand went beneath my skirt. He pulled my panties to the side as I sat down gingerly. The tip of his dick slid into my butt-crack. I groaned as I shifted, guiding it to my sphincter.
I sank down on him.
“Oh, fuck,” Sun panted as I sank slowly down onto Daddy’s cock, the vibrator humming away in my pussy.
My eyes bulged. I had taken his cock last night. He was thick. But now the vibrator also filled my pussy. I had both holes stuffed. It made his cock feel even thicker in my ass. I bit my lip to avoid moaning and drawing attention to us as I settled down on his dick, my skirt hiding how obscene we were right now.
“There, that’s my good girl,” Daddy groaned. Then he looked up at Sun. “Why don’t you go make a wish in the fountain? After you do, you may cum.”
Sun looked over her shoulder at all the people. “I…I have to…”
Daddy nodded his head.
Sun swallowed and pulled a coin out of her jean shorts pocket. She held it in her tight fist as she marched to the fountain, her ass swaying. I groaned and shifted on Daddy’s cock, stirring it in my ass as Daddy pulled out his phone and tapped the screen, controlling our toys.
“Oh, Daddy,” I gasped as the vibrator hummed louder.
“You can cum, too,” Daddy whispered in my ear.
“Thank you, Daddy,” I moaned, my heart racing. People passed us by, but no one commented on me sitting on my daddy’s lap. Yes, eighteen was too old to do it, but I didn’t care.
Not with his dick lodged into my ass. This was so hot. No one knew the taboo incest going on right beneath their noses. That my barely legal cunt was stuffed with a humming vibrator and my daddy’s big, thick dick filled my ass.
It was so hot. I squirmed and clenched down on his girth. My nipples tingled beneath my top as my clit ached from the vibrations. I wanted to scream as my orgasm swelled. I kept shifting, my body twisting at the naughty pleasure.
I was Daddy’s good girl. His sex slave. I would do anything for him. This had to prove I was worthy of a choker.
Sun reached the fountain. She tossed in her coin. Daddy tapped the phone, pushing up a slider to its maximum setting. My vibrator didn’t hum louder but I saw Sun’s legs tremble through the people. Then she fell to her knees and screamed out her bliss.
People paused, staring at the girl kneeling before the fountain, gasping and moaning. Her ass wiggled. I caught sight of it between people’s legs as they watched her. I groaned, my hips shifting more.
Daddy’s hands grasped my waist and slid me up his lubed cock. My bowels burned at the friction. My pussy ached. The vibrations were amazing. My clit was teased as Daddy’s strong arms bulged. He fucked me like a sex toy up and down his ass, the crowd distracted by Sun’s loud orgasm.
“That’s it, slut,” Daddy groaned. “Make Daddy cum before we’re caught. Make him explode in your tight ass.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted, my head lolling.
This was so hot. No one glanced at us as Daddy slid my body faster and faster up and down his cock. I trembled and gasped, the pleasure building in side of me. My top slid up, his hands gripping my bare belly, so strong.
My head lolled back. The pleasure swelled inside of me. I had permission to cum, too. I bit my lip, not wanting to be loud like Sun, and shuddered as my pussy and asshole spasmed. The friction increased in my bowels, adding to the bliss exploding in my pussy. The humming vibrator teased my clit and churned waves of rapture through my body.
I grunted, “Daddy, Daddy, yes,” beneath my breath as my body churned with pleasure. “Oh, Daddy, this is so hot.”
“Yes,” he groaned, sliding me faster and faster.
I loved it. His dick felt as good as the vibrator. My legs kicked and my toes curled against my flip-flops I clenched my teeth as the rapture swelled in me. My body squirmed as the pleasure increased.
And no one noticed. They were all fixated on Sun. Murmuring, wondering what was wrong with her. Several people knelt beside her, comforting her. She raised a head, her orgasm past, but she still trembled.
No one knew she was a naughty slut, too.
“Work that ass,” Daddy grunted, sliding me faster. “We don’t want to get caught. You need to make Daddy cum.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted, the vibrator churning another orgasm through me.
I groaned and grunted, my hips swiveling as Daddy fucked me on his cock. It was so hot. His dick stabbed so deep into me. I moaned and gasped quietly. My eyes stared at all the oblivious people. We fucked right under their noses.
“Cum in me, Daddy,” I groaned. “Flood your daughter’s ass with your cum. Do it before we’re caught. We’ll get in so much trouble. You’re such a bad daddy for doing this to your daughter.”
“Mmm, but you’re such a good girl for letting me.”
“Yes, yes, you’re good girl,” I panted. “I’m yours, Daddy. Yours. You own me. Anything you want. I’m your slave. Let me be your salve. Cum in me and let me be your loving slave.”
Daddy groaned. He slammed me down his cock. His hips bucked beneath me while his hands squeezed my sides. I gasped as his cum splashed into my ass. Hot, thick spurts of incestuous spunk filling me up in the mall.
No one knew. It was our taboo secret.
I loved it. My back arched as my bowels milked his cock. I moaned through clenched teeth, my orgasm peaking inside of me. Daddy groaned as the final spurt erupted into my asshole. His hands relaxed.
“Oh, that was good,” he panted. “So good.” His hand fumbled for his phone on the bench. He shut off the app.
My vibrator died.
“You need to get off me before anyone notices.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I panted. I quickly rose, groaning as his dick popped out of my asshole. I pushed my panties back in place, capturing the flood of his jizz while he quickly zipped up.
“Go check on Sun,” he said. “I’ll be at the car.”
I nodded, my coin clutched tightly in my fist. Daddy stood and walked away as I pushed through the crowd to my friend. Sun stood on wobbly legs. “I’m fine,” she told everyone. “I’m so sorry. I get…these stomach cramps sometimes. It was a bad one.”
“We should call your parents,” a woman said.
“Or 911,” groaned a man.
“No, no, I’m fine.” She spotted me. “There’s my friend. We were just leaving. Right?”
I nodded my head and reached her. I gave her a friendly hug. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Sun beamed at me. “Absolutely.”
“See, she’s fine,” I said. “My dad’s waiting to pick us up.”
The crowd broke up around us, walking away, a few giving us strange looks. I didn’t care. Let them suspect Sun came. None of them knew I had my daddy’s cum leaking out of my ass and flooding my panties.
I threw my coin in and made my wish: Let me be Daddy’s sex slave forever.
Sun hook her arm with mine, her shopping bags clutched in her hand. Daddy had taken mine. “So, how was it?”
“The best,” I answered as we walked away from the fountain. “And how was cumming in front of half the mall?”
She grinned. “I think I’m an exhibitionist. I kept cumming and cumming as they watched me. Some were filming.”
“You wicked slut,” I laughed.
“You’re one to talk with a load of your daddy’s cum in your ass.”
I beamed at her. As we walked out of the mall, I knew my wish would come true. I would be Daddy’s sex slave. He wouldn’t need Mom at all.
Superheroine Volunteers To Get Raped To Catch RapistsM & M
The Mayor’s Rape Plan & Negotiating A Cuckolding
The following story contains elements of an adult nature, and those under 21 years of age, or those who are offended by graphic fighting, bondage, non-consensual sex, rape and wonderfully extreme promiscuity, should read no further.
Everyone else, please proceed and enjoy the plights of our heroine’s as they look incredibly voluptuous, gorgeous and scantily clad, while they strive to make society safe from evil doers and, too often, get beaten, raped and totally debauched by their repulsive, disgusting opponents, in the pursuit of their worthy goals.
1. Rapist’s Sex Bait & Arranging For Payback (Cuckoldry):
Mike heard his secretary’s voice on the intercom announce, “The Governor is on line 2 for you Mr. Mayor.” Mike grabbed the phone and greeted his long-time political leader, ally, friend, and the Godfather of the Democratic Party, “Hello Governor.”
Bill’s voice boomed out in response, “Hey, mother fucker, those god damned rapists in your city have got me in a hell of a bind.”
“Ever since day before yesterday when State Senator Weiner went public with the claim that his wife was raped and beaten up by three guys in one of those cheap, fleabag motels you’ve got down there in San Diego, I have been getting nothing but grief from every newspaper, TV station and do-gooder in the whole god damned state.”
The angry Governor blustered on, “Of course that bastard Weiner didn’t bother to tell the press what really happened. That his wife let herself be lured to the motel room to cheat on her little dicked husband, and her blind date turned out to be three perverted rapists.”
When the aggravated Governor stopped to take a breath, the Mayor interjected, “Sorry about you getting caught up in this storm of bad publicity, Governor but, believe me, I have been catching the same kind of flack down here.”
“Well I don’t want to hear about your god damned problems, Mike, I want you to get off your ass and do something to catch those MILF fuckin’ rapists and get the heat off of me, and quick,” he barked. “This is an election year and I don’t need this kind of shit, right now.”
Choking down a shot of whiskey, the Governor went on, “Now have you got some quick answers as to how you are going to catch these assholes and get things back to normal, where it’s safe for wives to go out and cheat on their husbands in cheap motels, without the fear of being raped by some mother fuckin’ pervert?”
“Yes, Governor, I have come up with a plan that I guarantee is going to work, and I have already started putting it into action. And, my friend, I know that it is a plan that you are going to approve of, and enjoy the hell out of,” Mike promised.
“Great, tell me what you’re going to do, old buddy, and make me feel better about all this crap,” the Governor urged, his curiosity peaked?
“I am going to use one of our super heroines as sex bait to catch the pissant rapists, in the act of committing the crime,” Mayor Mike declared, proudly.
After spending a few moments savoring what the Mayor was proposing, the Governor’s face broke out into a broad grin and he said happily, “God damn I love the sound of the words superheroine sex bait and perverted rapists being used in the same sentence.”
“I thought you would,” Mike laughed, “that’s why I decided on using a superheroine as the cornerstone of my plan.”
Continuing to mull over the Mayor’s superheroine idea in his mind, the Governor asked, “By the way Mike, just to be perfectly clear, I am assuming that, by offering up the superheroine as sex bait, you mean that she is going to get beaten, fucked and be forced to perform all sorts of filthy sex acts, while she’s helping us catch these sick perverts?”
“That is exactly what I mean,” the Mayor crowed. “I knew that dangling one of our super babes out there as rape bait was exactly what you would want me to do, you raunchy, womanizing old SOB. I figured that, for the amount of flack we are catching, we deserve to have ourselves a little X-rated fun while we’re solving this problem for the citizens of our beloved state.”
“Damn, Mike, I love it. It’s hotter and dirtier than hell. Now tell me which superheroine you are planning to use for this disgusting, depraved job,” the Governor asked eagerly.” “None other than The Blonde Avenger,” Mike proclaimed.
“Oh man, what a perfect god damned choice. That smoking hot bitch has the best body I have ever seen. The rapists are going to love working that gorgeous, statuesque, super-hot bitch over, and degrading the hell out of her.”
The excited Governor hurried on, “Damn, I have been wanting to sink my gourd into that magnificent slut ever since I saw her super stacked curves, for the first time, at some fuckin’ awards banquet that one of those hair-brained, pansy sniffing, Hollywood “save the world” groups put on.”
”I remember, just like it was yesterday, that she was wearing a tiny little gold costume that showed off so much of her flesh that she looked like she was a walking advertisement for tits, ass and thighs.”
“Every cock in the whole god damned place had a boner, even the homos. She had such a sensuous look on her erotic face that it looked like she was begging to have a cock stuck in her mouth,” the Governor drooled, rubbing his crotch at the vivid memory.
His mind now racing, the Governor suddenly asked, “Damn, Mike, if I remember my facts right, isn’t she the one who’s married to that frigging asshole, Saul Feinberg.”
“You got it right, Bill, she’s Saul’s incredible beyond belief, trophy wife,” Mike confirmed.
“And wasn’t she your girlfriend, a long time ago?” “Yes she was.” “And didn’t you tell me that she fucks even better than she looks?”
“Best fuck I ever had, bar none, and her blow jobs are absolutely indescribable. The gorgeous honey even makes shaking hands sluttier than hell.”
The Governor’s demeanor suddenly brightened, and he said, “God damn, what a lucky fuckin’ break this rape problem might turn out to be for me.”
“Her being the wife of that rich Republican smartass could mean that I can take advantage of this rape epidemic situation and get me some payback for that shithead Feinberg always giving me a hard time, publicly,” he howled into the phone with glee.
His deeply felt anger returning, the Governor went on, with a nasty streak of venom, “As you well know, for years that lousy bastard, Feinberg, has given me nothing but grief with his non-stop public criticism of me and everything I do. Plus the pompous ass has financially supported my opponent in every election I’ve been in, and has never given my campaign a god damned nickel.”
Again choking on his anger, an anger that was apparently caused mostly by the fact that Feinberg had never put any money in the Governor’s coffers, the riled up Governor asked, “Does that rich prick know that his wife is a superheroine?” “Absolutely,” the Mayor affirmed.
“So the arrogant Republican, piece of shit is going to know that we have his wife staked out as sex bait for the rapists, and that she is going to get fucked over, but good, while she’s trying to help us catch these vicious perverts,” the Governor asked hopefully?
“Yeah, he will know. She has told me that she tells him every detail of what she does as a superheroine, blow by blow and in graphic detail,” the Mayor assured him. “She says that he loves to hear about all of it, and doesn’t consider what happens to her sexually, as a super heroine, as constituting her cheating on him.”
“Well, shit, that’s a hell of a note,” the Governor responded with disappointment. He thought for a minute, then said, “Well, even if Saul doesn’t consider her super heroine activities as being her cheating on him, at least he is going to know that I am the calling the shots on how his superheroine wife is being used and abused, and that I am the one responsible for making her go through all of the demeaning things she is going to be forced to do by these professional rapist creeps.”
“And knowing that will certainly fry his ass,” he concluded happily, smashing his fist down of the top of his desk, with a vengeance.
Lost in vindictive thought for a few moments, the Governor finally said to the Mayor, “Mike, if the Republican prick thinks that his wife’s superheroine activities don’t constitute cheating on him, then in order for me to be able to cuckold him, she’d have to agree to let me fuck her in her civilian role.”
“Sounds like that is the only alternative you’ve got, Bill,” the Mayor answered, nodding his head. “Well I’ve got no problem with that. She’ll just have to get fucked both ways, and I will enjoy making sure that the gorgeous cunt gets it both ways.”
With malice of forethought, he went on, “Well, there is no reason to waste any time. Since we are going to be working very closely with Mona, to solve this rape problem, there is no better time than today for me to nail her fantastic body and cuckold that Republican shithead, but good.”
Now having his thoughts crystal clear in his mind, the Governor went on excitedly, “So Mike, let’s do this, ole buddy. I am at my ranch about 20 miles north of you, and I’ll be free for the rest of the day, beginning at 2PM. You drive up here and meet me, then, and tell that gorgeous, blonde, superheroine Cunt to have her package of sex goodies here at the same time.”
“Then the three of us can have a nice little sit down meeting and discuss the full scope of your sex bait plan to catch the rapists. You can go over, with the two of us, all the dirty details of what her responsibilities will be, in performing her “I get fucked” rape bait role,” he said, with a ghoulish sound of pleasure in his voice.
“Now while you are telling us everything about the plan, I want to be feeling Saul’s trophy wife up and then proceed on to violating every hole she’s got, as I cuckold the hell out of her Jew bastard husband,” he said menacingly.
Speaking almost like a Mafia Boss, the Governor said, “By cuckolding the Republican hot shot bastard, I will prove again that nobody gets away with opposing and attacking me, Mike, and those who do try, end up paying one hell of a price for doing so, or at least their wives do.”
The impassioned Democratic Party Godfather then quickly softened his tone and said to his closest friend; “Now, Mike, I am going to need your help to pull this cuckolding off.”
“I know that you still have a thing going for your former girlfriend, The Blonde Avenger, but for me to get to do what I have in mind for today, I am going to have to count on you to sweet talk her into giving it up to me, and letting me cuckold her asshole husband. Now can I count on you to do that for your old political buddy?”
Mike let out a loud guffaw, and said, “So you are telling me that you want me to pimp her out to you?” “Yes,” the Governor admitted, just a little chagrined.
“Well, of course I will, Bill. You know I am on your team, first and foremost, and that no hot fuckin’ piece of tail will ever get in the way of that. I’ll pimp the gorgeous Cunt out to you, no matter what my feelings might be for her, and you can ball the hell out of her, any way you want, and I’ll watch you do it,” he promised his leader.
“Fantastic, now do you think that you can talk her into doing this on such short notice,” the Governor asked hopefully.
“Well, it may take some real arm twisting, on my part, but what will help me be persuasive with her is the fact that, being the pure female prick teaser that Mona is, when she finds out that a Governor wants her to give it up to him, I know that her ego won’t let her pass up the opportunity of adding you to her list of sexual conquests. Even if it means cuckolding her husband with someone he truly hates,” Mike said confidently.
“Even a woman as beautiful, confident and experienced as Mona, can’t ever pass up the chance to let a powerful man, who wants her body, real bad, take her and use her any way he wants too.”
“When it gets right down to it, like every other truly gorgeous, stacked woman, Mona, no matter her accomplishments, is a still a Cunt who can’t overcome the fact that she was put here on earth to be fucked, especially by powerful men.”
“So knowing all about her natural female vanity and ego weakness’s, ones that are shared by all females, I am positive that, with a little shove from me, she’ll give in to the temptation of you wanting to do her, and will end up agreeing to give you all the gratification you want, by willingly cheating on her husband, with you, and letting you cuckold the hell out of him, in spite of the fact that she knows that Saul hates your guts,” Mike explained to his mentor. “Believe me; the Cunt won’t be able to help herself.”
“So don’t worry about a thing, Governor, I am almost positive that Mona and I will be at your ranch at 2PM today and that it won’t be long after that, before you’ll have your shaft buried in some part of her body, cuckolding her husband like the god damned vindictive vulture that you are.”
The emboldened Governor, leapt out of his chair and yelled into the phone, “God damn I love the way all these gorgeous, round-heeled sluts think. The stupid bitches just have to give it up to a celebrity, no matter what. Jesus, is it ever great to be the Governor of California,” he laughed uproariously, with his hand wrapped around 12 inches of thick, rock solid meat.
2. Negotiating For A Cuckolding / The Cuckolding Wins:
The Blonde Avenger had showered, dried off, and then stepped into a pair of silky white bikini panties, put on white short-shorts, and then added a skimpy halter top and a pair of four inch, high heeled wedges to complete her home hottie outfit, when her secret cell phone rang.
She hit the on button and said, “Hello,” then heard a very familiar male voice say, “Hi, baby, how is the world’s most beautiful and best stacked woman.”
“Well I am just fine when I hear compliments like that, Mr. Mayor,” Mona purred sexily to her close friend and former lover.
“They are well deserved you sexy god damned fox,” he assured her, then added “and are you taking good care of my favorite pussy?”
“Of course I am, Mike, you know that I always do that,” she teased, “But I’m glad that you’re still interested in it.”
“So tell me, Mr. Mayor, are you calling just too sweet talk me, or do you have something else on your mind,” she asked teasingly?
“Unfortunately I have much more serious problems on my mind today,” he answered grimly. Then he asked, “Have you been seeing all the uproar in the news about the cheap motel rapes that have been going on all over San Diego?”
“Of course I have, it is on the news practically 24 hours a day. Is it as bad as the media makes it out to be,” she asked?
“Yes it is, and that is what I am calling you about. The press is after my ass about this rape epidemic and the Governor is catching all kinds of flack about it, as well. He is absolutely livid, and is demanding that I do something about it, and quick, so that he can get his ass out of a sling, with the election being so near,” Mike stated flatly.
He went on, “So I need your help with this thing, real bad, baby. I have put together a sex crime task force to deal with catching these rapists and I need you to take the lead role in making my plan work,” he informed her. “And, to be blunt about it, I am counting on you to fuck our way out of this problem.”
“Oh Mike, you make my rapist catching roll sound so tantalizingly wicked,” she laughed sexily. “You know that I will do anything you want me to do to get you and the Governor out in this crisis, no matter what it might take. So please tell me exactly what you have in mind for me to do in the lead role.”
“Well, first let me say that you are absolutely perfect for the job, and I knew that I could count on you to do this for me, baby. Now, specifically, my plan is to use you as sex bait to lure these damned rotten bastards into a trap, then let them clearly demonstrate, by the filthy, perverted things they do to you, that that they are really rapists.”
“All of the nasty things that they make you do will be captured on film, and that film will be used in court as evidence to put them away for good.”
“Now all of our reactive steps are already moving very fast and I have put a lot of actions into motion at the task force’s offices and, if things go as I think they will, your first rape bait assignment will probably come tomorrow night,” he advised her.
“Wow, it sounds like I will have my hands full in the rape bait sex role,” she said excitedly.”
Mike wryly corrected what she had just said, “No baby, it is going to be more like the rapists will have their hands full of you and you will end up being full of the rapists.”
“Now, my dear, this rape crisis matter is so important that the Governor is going to be directly involved in the conduct of the project and, in that capacity, he wants us to meet with him out at his ranch at 2PM today. He wants me to give him a heads up on the nitty gritty details of the plan, especially the part about what you are going to be doing.”
“So first I need to know if you can rearrange your schedule so that you will be able to meet me at the Governor’s ranch this afternoon.” “Of course I can Mike,” she responded, without hesitation.
“Wonderful. Now, to tell you the truth, sweetheart, the primary reason the Governor wants to have this meeting with us today, is so that he can meet you in person.”
“He has seen you on TV and in newspaper photos and from a distance, and he has been very, very impressed with your accomplishments and even more impressed with your body. Based on that, he wants to get to know you better, today, on both a professional and a personal level. And, honey, I do mean a whole, whole lot better,” Mike warned her.
“Wow, I am very flattered that a powerful man like the Governor wants to meet me up close and personal and really get to know all about me. It is going to be a real honor for me to meet him in the flesh,” she cooed excitedly.
“Let me ask you a question, beautiful,” Mike said. “Okay, fire away,” she responded. “Have you ever done a Governor before?” “No I haven’t, as a matter of fact,” she admitted.
“Well, would you like to do one today and add another powerful man to the many celebrity notches you already have in your belt? Because, if you are interested, you are going to get the opportunity to bag the Governor this afternoon at his ranch,” he advised her. “He really has the hots for your body, baby.”
Mike could tell from the pregnant pause on the phone line that Mona was intrigued by the idea of getting banged by the Governor, and was mulling it over in her mind, very carefully.
Seizing on this moment of opportunity, he said, “Now don’t make a hasty decision, baby, and while you are thinking this proposition over, why don’t you rub your clit and finger your pussy a little for me.”
“Okay,” she responded, almost absent mindedly, and quickly ran her free hand down inside of her short-shorts and panties, then slipped two fingers into her already dampening twat, and began strumming her clit with her thumb, as she thought over what Mike had just told her.
He could hear her begin to breathe more rapidly, so he quickly interjected, “Also keep in mind, Mona, that the Governor will probably be the President of the United States very soon, something that will put him first in line of the checkered list of celebrities that you have let screw you.”
She finally responded, “Well, that is a very tempting offer, Mr. Mayor and, under any other circumstances, I would jump at the chance to give myself to the Governor, and possible future President, and let him pleasure himself with me.”
“But, as you know, my husband hates the Governor with a passion and I know that the Governor hates him equally as much, or maybe even more so. Therefore, I would be really be letting Saul down, badly, if I did it with the Governor, so I am going to have to pass.”
Mike responded, “I’ll vouch that they do hate each other’s guts, baby, but would you consider doing him as a personal favor to me? It would help me out with the Governor and it would greatly help my political career when he becomes President.”
“Damn, Mike, you are asking a hell of a lot of me,” she responded. “I know, baby, but keep in mind that your husband never needs to know that you let the Governor put the meat to you and made a cuckold out of him,” Mike responded.
“I also want you to know that the Governor’s reputation is very accurate. The big bastard not only looks like an even uglier version of our former president, LBJ, he is also hung like LBJ, too.”
“You’d be getting to service 12 inches of super thick cock meat and, as crude as he looks and acts, the Governor really knows how to give a woman a first class, raunchy fucking that she won’t ever forget,” he promised her.
After a slight pause he added, “Not only that, in the job I have planned for you with the sex crime task force, you’re going to be sex bait for the rapists and, in that role, you’ll be playing like you’re a cheating wife. So fucking the Governor today would give you some current, first-hand experience at being an unfaithful, round-heeled, Cunt wife, who is giving it up on the side.”
“So what do you say, baby, will you relent for me, and take this opportunity to add the Governor to your “I have fucked him” list?”
As she continued to stir her now oozing honey pot, having added a third finger to the action, Mona reminded herself, again, that letting the Governor fuck her, and make a cuckold out of Saul, would be an awful thing to do to her husband.
Wanting to do the right thing for her husband was the basis for the moral high ground position she had taken when she had rejected the Mayor’s offer that she let the Governor screw her.
Mike’s having cunningly added the additional bits of tantalizing information had made her pause and reflect on the wisdom of her moral high ground stance.
Now she was finding out that the things Mike had tempted her with were beginning to slowly tilt the equation in the Governor’s favor.
After all she had always had a natural weakness for huge cocks. And how many girls got the opportunity to fuck a man who might become the President of the United States. Plus, Mike was right, it would be good to get a little practice in at being a cheating wife.
The more she rationalized the more she felt her resolve weakening, and she was now beginning to lean more and more in favor of letting herself get screwed and giving the Governor the satisfaction that he so badly wanted to get from cuckolding his sworn enemy — her husband.
Her fingers now dripping with her hot cuntal juices, she determined that the Mayor had been right; Saul would never know that she had cheated on him with someone he hated. Wavering mightily, she worked her clit hard and slipped a very wet middle finger into her anus.
The talented fingers, and the overwhelming temptations, finally drove her over the edge and she finally gave in to her ego driven need to have such a powerful man rutting between her legs, especially one who was a possible future President, with a 12 inch cock, who was dying to have her give it up to him.
Faithfulness having lost out, she breathed into the phone, to the anxiously waiting Mayor, “I’ll do it!”
The tension released from the Mayor’s body and he said, “Fantastic, baby. I knew that you would make the right decision. You have just made the Governor and me very happy men. Getting to put the meat to you and making a cuckold out of your husband is going to make the Governor’s day,” Mike enthused. “Thanks baby, this means a lot to me. I’ll see you at the ranch at 2PM.”
“I’ll be there, hot to trot,” she promised, then blew him a kiss and hung up the phone. Very pleased with her decision, she slid a second finger into her anus, thumbed her clit a few more times, and then climaxed with a deep, shuddering moan of pure animal passion.
Panting in climaxial heat, Mona pulled her hand out of her short-shorts, stuck her slick, tasty fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean, while she scolded herself for being such a very bad girl – again.
Mike immediately called the Governor and announced, “Great news, Chief, the temptation to bag you won out over being a faithful wife and Mona is going to let you boink her brains out and cuckold the hell out of her husband, just like I predicted.”
“Fuckin’ fantastic, ole buddy. You were right, all these fuckin’ broads are stupid Cunt’s when it comes to celebrities. Thanks for the great work of pimping her out her to me, I owe you, big time.”
“Boy it is going to be so good and dirty and gratifying for me to fork that fine bitch’s body and cuckold that pompous assed, Republican husband of hers while I’m doing it,” he laughed uproariously. “Talk about doubling your pleasure, it don’t get any better than this!
3. Mona’s Daughter / Prick Teasing To Incite A Gang Bang:
Simultaneously with her mother agreeing to let the Governor screw her brains out and cuckold her husband, her luscious daughter, Margie (the superheroine, Red Ryder), was lying on her back, on her bed, naked, her knees drawn up to her shoulders, with her thighs spread wide.
In her hand she had a long, narrow, lubricant dispensing, vibrating dildo. She inserted the tip of the pleasing instrument into her tight pussy, shoved it in deep, then pressed its plunger down, and squirted a little KY jelly out of the slit in the dildo’s head and into her warm cuntal channel, and then began stirring it around, slowly and sensuously.
This was being done to prepare her vaginal channel for the gang banging it was schedule to receive from three lusty Italians, just a few short hours from now.
Her eyes were closed and her mouth open, as she prepared her twat to be fucked today and, as she stirred herself, she began thinking about last week’s events that had led up to her having agreed to be the hostess, and starring female receptacle and performer, at today’s, no holds barred, orgy session.
Her industrial equipment salesman husband, George, had a big customer, whose plant was located right outside of San Diego. He was scheduled to meet with the customer’s representatives at noon today, to work on finalizing his proposal to sell them millions of dollars’ worth of manufacturing equipment. At his boss’s insistence, he was taking Margie along with him, today, to meet the customer company’s owners.
What George didn’t know was that his boss, Sergio Pensotti, knowing full well that George would never be able to close the deal by himself, had drafted Margie to use her amazingly statuesque body and abundant sexual charms, to encourage and convince the owners of the customer company to sign a contract with George’s company, and thereby enable him to earn a sales commission of over $50,000.
This was something George’s boss had called on her to do a few times before, when one of George’s important customers had needed of some sexual bribery to persuade him to close a deal with George, in spite of his incompetence as a salesman. Today was another one of those cases.
So last week, knowing the unfailing visual and sexual impact that Margie’s astoundingly curved body had on men’s cocks and brains, George’s boss had set up a luncheon meeting with the customer’s three Italian owners, in a private room in a local club. As a stimulating surprise for them, he had taken Margie along with him, dressed in the tightest, most revealing, flame red dress she had.
When the Italian brothers had seen her come into the restaurant with Sergio, they had been awestruck. She looked like a dark red haired Kim Kardashian, with a much, much better body and ass, but with that same beautiful and erotic “fuck me” face.
They were even more surprised when Sergio had told them that she was George’s wife. They couldn’t believe that such a slow-witted dork like George could possibly have landed such a stunning, superbly stacked, trophy wife like she was.
As they had ogled her absolutely stupefying body, George’s boss had gotten right to the point and had made them an offer he knew that they couldn’t refuse – if they signed the contract with his company for the new equipment, the dazzling, amazingly lush bodied, salesman’s wife would show them her appreciation by letting them fuck her any and every way they wanted.
While George’s boss had been explaining his offer to the Italians, Margie had been trying to keep from barfing.
The three brothers were all very short, under 5’6”, were heavy-set and they all had the typical, loud-mouthed, obnoxious, short man’s complex. In her five inch stiletto heels she had towered over them, a circumstance that had made their crude attitudes and antics become even worse.
The Italian sleaze balls had not only turned out to be rude and crude, they were also as ugly as sin. Looking at the trio of repulsive jerks, it had been painfully obvious to her that she was going to have to earn George his commission, the hard way.
That challenging fact had been made perfectly clear to her, during the luncheon, when she had heard George’s boss announce to the three sweating, oily, garlic smelling brothers, “I know how rotten you assholes like to treat women, so I want you to know that Margie, here, in order to get you to sign the contract, is ready and willing to take any kind of nasty abuse you boys want to hand out to her.”
“So, if you rotten assholes sign the contract, she’ll be here next week, eager to fulfill your every nasty and disgusting demand. You won’t have to hold anything back with her, you can just go ahead and make this fantastic body of her’s really earn her husband’s commission for him,” he encouraged them.
“And, believe me, the commission George will get is large enough to make her more than willing to put up with your raunchy behavior and perform any dirty sex act that you want her to,” Sergio added, with a flare.
The only rule that you have to agree to follow is that you will only slap her with an open hand. But you can slap the hell out of her, while you’re at it,” Georges’ boss threw in, with a knowing wink.
As the three dumb-founded brothers were digesting what they had just been promised, in order to give them an additional, very graphic, hands-on inducement to accept his proposition, George’s boss had let the trio of Italian pigs pass her around and feel her up and do everything to her body that they possibly could, but stick a cock in it.
She had spent the next three hours being kissed, fondled, bitten and fingered by the three dark-skinned, greasy, total jerks, who had been unbelievably callous and verbally abusive, as they handed her around like a piece of raw meat, and totally violated all of her orifices with their fingers.
Whenever she wasn’t planted in one of their laps, getting manhandled, she had been sitting on their hands, with the guy’s fingers stuffed up into her two lower channels, being made to squirm around on the stiff digits that were probing her moist orifices, and fuck herself with them.
This irresistible, private room luncheon, prick tease job had worked like a charm, as it always did and, at the end of the grossly erotic foreplay session, the three brothers had readily agreed to sign the contract in exchange for an afternoon of gang banging, during which they intended to totally debauche their equipment supplier’s salesman’s superbly curved wife, and treat her like the company whore that she was.
After the physically and mentally demanding luncheon, she and Sergio had left the club, gotten in his rental car, then had driven back to his hotel in San Diego.
Watching her get pawed and explored by the Italian oafs, for three hours, had given George’s boss a boner that wouldn’t go down. When they were on the highway, he had grabbed her by the back of the neck and shoved her face down into his crotch and demanded, “Alright you god damned prick teasing, over-stacked whore, suck me off and give me some relief before my nuts explode.”
She had fumbled around and gotten his large pecker out, then had gone down on it hungrily. Having had her two lower clits stimulated, and her pussy and anal passage wildly penetrated for three hours, had gotten her so hot that she needed relief as badly as Sergio did.
Lying face down across the front seat of the car, she had one hand wrapped around the base of Georges bosses cock, holding it steady, while her month bobbed up and down on the rigid weapon, giving it a complete, drooling deep throating.
Her other hand was thrust between her legs and her fingers were massaging her camel toe clit, frantically seeking a much needed climax.
Her cocksucking had been so hot that Sergio had to pull the car over onto the shoulder of the highway and park it, in order to keep from having a wreck.
As he watched her suck on his meat, he saw lights begin to flash and, in the rearview mirror, he saw a police cruiser pull up behind his car.
Sergio knew that they weren’t breaking any laws of any kind, so he put his hand on the back of her head and kept her sucking.
Soon he saw a big cop get out of the cruiser and walk up beside the driver’s side door.
Sergio rolled down the car window and she heard the cop ask, “Everything okay, buddy?”
“Absolutely”, Sergio responded. “Good, I just wanted to make sure that you weren’t having any problem with your car,” the cop responded pleasantly.
“No everything is just fine, I just pulled over to make sure I wasn’t a danger to the other vehicles on the road,” Sergio assured him.
The cop looked down at the top on the bobbing head and said, “Well I can see why your decision to pull over was a wise one. Damn your honey is really going after it, ain’t she? Looks like a beaver going after a tree trunk.” “She certainly is,” Sergio replied.
“Who, may I ask, do you have sucking your cock,” the cop asked with curiosity. “One of my employees,” Sergio told him.
“Good for you, tiger, the stuff inside the company usually suck the best and they give you the least amount of problems,” the cop observed.
“Boy, from the sounds she’s making with her mouth, this sure ain’t the first time she’s sucked a cock,” the cop said, impressed.
He leaned down and looked her prone body over, then said, “Wow, congratulations partner, she has got some kind of body on her. And, god damned, what an ass she’s got. I bet she fucks as good as she sucks.” “She sure does,” Sergio assured him.
Sergio, at a point of no return said, “Excuse me officer, but I’ve got to shoot my wad.”
“Go right ahead, buddy, but how about telling your cocksucker to keep your load in her mouth and, after you’ve emptied your balls into it, pull her head up and let me see how much of your spunk she has captured.”
“You heard the man baby,” Sergio said, as his cock exploded in her mouth.
When his climax was over, Sergio grabbed her hair in the hand he had on the back of her head, and lifted it up for the cop to be able to see her face and mouth.
The cop looked down into her open mouth and could see Sergio’s cum load swishing around in her mouth and covering her tongue.
The cop asked Sergio, “How about getting her to tilt her head back and gargle that jism real good?”
“Great idea,” Sergio responded. “Do it,” he ordered. She did and they both watched her gargle and make cum bubbles, as she churned up the thick, milky cream.
The cop said, “Okay, babe, now swallow it down.” She chug-a-lugged the aerated spunk down her throat and, that large gulping swallow, combined with the fingering she had been giving her clit, caused her body to shudder, as a full climax passed through it.
The cop said, “Damn she is really a hot one. Baby, how about sitting up and letting me get a good look at you.”
She did. “God damn would you look at those tits,” the cop exclaimed. “That is some kind of fuckin’ spectacular rack she’s got. Good for you, buddy,” the cop said, in admiration, “you have caught yourself a real winner, here.”
The cop had then pulled a business card out of his pocket and handed it across to her, saying, “Honey Chile, if you ever get into any trouble in this neck of the woods, give me a call and I’ll take care of it for you, in exchange for you treating me to some sex with that hot body of yours.”
He had then shaken Sergio’s hand and said, “Thank you sir, it has been a genuine pleasure to meet both of you, but especially the chick. Drive carefully now, you hear.”
At that point she snapped out of her trancelike thoughts about last week’s events, opened her eyes and closed her mouth, removed the dildo from her well stirred pussy, then returned to her preparations for today’s multi-partnered sex event
4. Tell The Hubby About Everything But His Cuckolding / Then Prepare To Do It:
Her hot climax completed, Mona had hung up the phone, brushed her hair, and then ran down the stairs to her husband’s study in her skimpy short-shorts outfit.
It was Thursday morning, the day each week that she and Saul treated themselves to staying home together in the morning, then having lunch at his private club.
Having committed herself to meet with the Mayor and the Governor at 2PM, she needed to push things along today, to make sure she got to the ranch on time for her fucking.
She entered Saul’s study, went behind his desk, knelt between his knees, pulled out his large cock and guiltily began licking its head as she said, “Darling, that was the Mayor who called. He says he needs me to work on a sex crime task force that he has just set up to catch those rapists who have been in the news the last couple of days.” She ran her tongue up the underside of his already stiff, throbbing tool, to try and keep him distracted.
“I’m not surprised that he picked you. Based on what has been on the news, the Mayor has a real public relations problem on his hands,” Saul opined. “Do you know what he wants you to do on this task force?”
Now anxiously running her tongue over his balls, she fibbed,” I don’t know anything about it yet, darling, but I will give you the full details as soon as I find them out.”
She lifted her face out of his crotch and said, “By the way, this rape problem is so big and important that the Governor himself is going to take a hands on leadership role in this project. He has asked the Mayor and me to meet with him at 2PM today, at his ranch out on Highway 16.”
“He wants the Mayor to go over his rape task force’s plan of action, as well as discuss the details of what my duties will be.” she said, hurriedly, then stuffed his ramrod stiff pecker back in her mouth, guiltily hoping to keep the discussion to a minimum.
But, just hearing the mention of the Governor caused Saul’s body to stiffen, and she heard him say, sternly, “Damn, so the Governor wants to meet with you two at his ranch. That really is something. This project must have an extremely high priority to cause that rotten asshole to get off his lying, lazy ass and actually do something besides hit on broads.”
Then he tilted her head up so he could look her in the eye while she sucked, and said, “You know that I can’t stand that lying, hillbilly crook and that, in return, he hates my guts for always opposing him in everything he does.”
She nodded her head “yes” and worriedly kept on eating cock, emptying her mouth only to free her tongue so that she could verbally respond to him.
Saul paused, then asked, “Have you ever met the Governor before, personally or as a superheroine?” “No,” she answered, happy that she could answer at least one question truthfully.
Luckily for her, Saul didn’t know that the Governor was on the superheroine approval board and, therefore, didn’t know that the Governor knew that she was his wife.
“Well let me take a minute and warn you about our miserable, asshole of a Chief Executive. I have never heard that political hack utter a single word of truth. The slimy son of a bitch would lie to his mother, and he is as crooked a politician as there is in the world. Plus the sleazy bastard is a world renowned womanizer,” he said in disgust.
“So you watch out for him today, because he will try and corner you, make a pass at you and grope you, in hopes of getting lucky. So, for my sake, keep the son of a bitch at arm’s length,” he ordered her.
Considering that she had just committed to letting the Governor cuckold her husband, she felt compelled to pull his cock out of her mouth and blatantly lie, “don’t worry darling, I won’t let him get anywhere with me.”
Saul leaned down and kissed her, then said, “Thank you darling, I just wanted you to know more about the skunk, so you will be prepared to fend him off.”
To quickly change the subject, she said brightly, “Now honey, let’s get down to much more important personal business. What do you want me to wear to the club for you today?”
“As always, I’ll leave it completely up to you to choose your outfit, so surprise me,” he smiled. “Something real hot,” she teased? “Of course,” he responded with a broad grin, “Something real, real hot and tight. We don’t want to disappoint the horny, gawking club members.”
“I will darling, just for you,” she lied again. “By the way, we will need to drive to the club in separate cars, today, because, after we have finished lunch, I will have to drive directly to the Governor’s ranch.”
Continuing, she said, ‘I will carry my superheroine costume in my car and change into it somewhere along the way. Since I don’t know how long the meeting will take, I’ll stop off at Margie’s on the way back and spend the night, and let you sleep in peace.”
She deep throated him a couple of more times, then jumped up, ran upstairs and started going through her closet looking for something the Governor would really enjoy fucking her in.
5. Working For The Muslims / A Religious Experience:
At the same time that her mother was running up the stairs to choose an outfit to be fucked in, Margie, her pussy lightly lubricated, and perfectly prepared to receive and entertain some very large and demanding cocks, shifted her attention to her soon to be plundered anal passage.
Like she had done with her tight twat, she inserted the long, narrow dildo up her ass and shot some KY jelly into it, then gave the, also very tight rear channel, a good, stimulating stirring. As she did it, her thoughts again returned to the rest of last week’s activities, those that had occurred after she had prick teased the three Italians into signing the sales contract with her husband’s company.
After the conclusion of the Italian’s three hour, all fingers, fuck fest, she and George’s boss had left the club and driven to his hotel in San Diego, parked, then had gone up to his room.
While she was freshening herself up, Sergio had placed a telephone call to another room in the hotel. As she was putting her panties and bra back in place, and straightening out her dress, she had heard him say, “We’re here, your excellency. Of course, we’ll be right up.
Sergio had hung up and immediately sat her down and told her, “There are a few things you must know, right this minute. First, our company is owned by an Iranian conglomerate. The President of that conglomerate, Abdul Achmed, is in his suite, upstairs, waiting to see us.”
“Now, Abdul is not only the President of the Iranian owned conglomerate, he is also a leading cleric in the Muslim world, and his fanatical religious followers are militantly dedicated to defeating America, who they consider to be a nation of infidels, and whose women are all considered to be whores.”
“This conglomerate is used by the Iranian Council to provide money to Abdul’s followers to finance their anti-American activities.”
“Abdul himself, in his secular role, is an astute, profit mongering, businessman who is using our company as a tool to run all of our American competitors out of business, in order to help cripple the US.”
“Your great success in winning sales contracts, like the one with the Italians, is helping our company increase its profits and reach its goal of destroying our American business competitors.”
“Because you have done so well, Abdul wants to see for himself the incomparable body and beauty that you use to persuade men to do what you want them to do.”
“Now understand that Abdul is not only a fanatical America-hating, Muslim religious leader, he is also a man. And as a man he has sexual needs. And tonight he wants to see your magnificent body and then sample your world class sexual skills, and use them to gratify himself.”
“For both of our benefits you must come upstairs with me and service Abdul’s needs. And, while you are doing him, you should keep in mind that you will be gratifying the man who has the power to terminate your husband, at any time, and thereby deny you the ability to keep on earning large commissions in the future.”
“There is one further thing you must know. In the Muslim world women have no standing, they are non-entities. Therefore they are treated with complete contempt by all Arab men.”
“So when we are with his Highness, you must ignore his demeaning attitude towards you and the insulting way that he will treat you, and just make the best of the situation and let him do whatever her wants to you. Do you fully understand me?”
Although she absolutely detested the idea of letting an America-hating fanatic, like this Arab cleric apparently was, put his cock in her and use her body to pleasure himself, she fully understood the ramifications of refusing to give it up to him and perform the despicable sex acts he would undoubtedly demand of her.
She and George needed that $50,000 commission very badly, and her refusing to have sex with the Arab cleric would not help she and George, or America.
Thinking practically, she elected to put her principles aside in favor of making sure George got the commission. She would fight America’s battle another day, on her own terms.
She looked up at Sergio’s and said, “Yes I understand completely, so let’s go upstairs and I’ll make sure that he is totally taken care of, in every way.”
Her yes answer in hand, the relieved and pleased Sergio had pulled her to her feet, slapped her on the ass, then had grabbed her by the arm and hustled his superbly bodied whore up to the the Arab cleric’s suite, to be sexually exploited.
As they made their way upstairs, she also knew that another factor had contributed to her making the degrading decision to let herself be hosed by an anti-American Arab cleric much easier.
She was still very hot from the three hours of finger fucking she had endured earlier, and that fact, combined with her having swallow the cum load Sergio had shot down her throat in the car, now had her sexually intoxicated.
In this over-heated condition she would have had a hard time resisting any man who wanted to stick his dick in her. She knew that, as soon as the priest had put his hands on her, she would have had to let the Arab cleric fuck her, anyway, in spite of herself.
Once in the suite, they were taken back to a living room area in which a tall, slender Arab was standing. He was wearing a golden robe that tied in the front, gold slippers and some kind of gold turban headpiece. He looked more like a clown than a powerful Iranian religious leader.
He had a full beard and the look of overbearing arrogance that one has who has always gotten his way about everything. His glowering eyes had a look of absolute contempt in them.
When Sergio had told him who she was, the Muslim leader didn’t even acknowledge her existence. He just looked her up and down and said, “So this is your company’s renowned Cunt. I commend you of finding such a magnificent creature to be your saleswoman/whore. With this spectacular body she looks like she could fuck an army.”
“I can see why she is so irresistible to men and why she has been so successful in persuading them to do business with our company. She is positively superb. I have never before seen such a body as this one.”
Walking around her, he asked, “So tell me, Sergio, how did your star whore perform her task, today?
“Your majesty, she had the three ugly Italian buffoons thinking about nothing but getting to fuck her. She prick teased them until they were ready to give their souls to get a piece of her hot ass.”
“It was no contest, they almost drowned in their own drool as they explored her body, and the deal is signed, sealed and delivered. The only thing left to be done is for her to go back next week and let them fuck her senseless.”
“And, I do mean senseless, your highness. These are three real badasses, who have Mafia connections, and they are going to make her earn every cent of her husband’s sales commission. They intend to wipe the floor with her like she was nothing but a common whore,” Sergio said, shaking his head, with a smile, at the thought of the carnage that they had in mind for her.
The religious leader responded, “What do we care what they do to her. All we want is their signature on the god damned contract. Her husband is making enough money on this deal that she should be willing to put up with anything they want to do to her. Let the SOB’s have their dirty sex fun, at her expense, they deserve it for signing a deal this large.”
Abdul, standing right in front of her, reached in and got her tits out of the top of her dress, squeezed them and pinched her hard nipples, as he asked Sergio, “So her pussy and ass haven’t had a cock in them today, is that correct?”
“No, they haven’t. The Italian’s have primed the hell out of them for you, with their fingers, but you are the one who gets to cock fuck them first.”
With an unreligious gleam in his eye, the very horny Arab cleric said, “Well then, let’s not waste any more time. I want to put my cock in this beautiful American slut and let her demonstrate for me her whoring skills.”
The bearded holy man untied the sash to his robe, shrugged his shoulders and let the robe fall to the floor, leaving him only wearing his turban and shoes.
She had looked down at his member and almost gasped. The Middle-Eastern religious leader had an almost black dong that had to be a good 10 inches long, and was as thick as her wrist. It looked like an elongated beer can with a cockhead on it.
Shaking her head in amazement, she thought to herself, “The Arabs must have a cock size contest to determine who gets to be a cleric, and this guy won.”
She licked her lips and thought, “Damned, I knew that I was going to get fucked tonight, to make the Arab happy. But now I see that I am really going to get fucked tonight.
The cleric said to her, “Get on your knees.” She did. He then stepped in front of her face, grabbed his monster meat pole in one hand and slapped it hard against the side of her face. The rigid tool was very hard and the blow stung her cheek. He repeated the head slaps several more times until her face was red from the cock whipping.
He had then told Sergio, “Get her up on her feet and pull her skirt up to her waist, remove her panties, then put her on the bed, on her knees, with her face down on the mattress.”
She had swallowed hard and said to herself, “Damn, wouldn’t you know it; the very first thing the Arab bastard is going to do is sodomize me with that damn orifice wrecker of his.”
“This is not starting out to be my lucky day! But at least, once he has opened me up with that damn thing, it will turn out to be my lucky day. She had inherited, from her mother, a serious lustful weakness for very large cocks.
Sergio prepared her as the Muslim cleric had instructed, then had watched Abdul step up behind her and put the head of his cock against her anus.
Grabbing her by the hips, he had quickly humped his ass forward and drove a third of his massive organ into her well fingered and loosened anal channel.
This first impaling thrust had caused her eyes to open wide and a long, loud groan gurgled from her lips, as the Arab’s dominator made its first serious impression on her.
The very turned on high priest then began pounding his rigid cock into her anal channel, saying to Sergio, “Ah, my friend, this American bitch has a nice warm asshole and it is very tight. How I love to ass fuck American women in the same way that I want to fuck America. It is more stimulating that Viagra.”
Abdul reached forward and grabbed a fistful of her mane of dark red hair, then jerked her head up and back, and started using the hair like bridle reins, to provide more leverage, as he to plowed his long, fat cock deeper into her swiftly loosening anal passage.
“Slap the white Cunt’s face with your cock, Sergio, while I slap her ass cheeks. It makes me hotter to have these white harlots beaten a little, and hear the sound of their flesh being slapped, while I sodomize their gorgeous asses.”
He then began cursing her in very un-cleric like English, while he continued to stuff his prick even further up her ass, thoroughly and viciously, and truly ball deep.
The pleased cleric said to Sergio, “Ah, my friend, this is how all American women should be. In the worship position, asshole exposed, and having an Arab cock shoved up their ass.”
Sergio nodded his head in agreement and had to admit that seeing his whore postured like this, offering her anus to the Arab cleric, and having a cock that size stuffed into her back channel was truly a stimulating sight to behold.
It hadn’t taken too many slaps by the two men for the cleric to be taken over the edge and blow his seed up her spectacularly curved, now very red welted American ass.
When his gun was empty, the Arab religious leader shoved her off of the bed and put her on her hands and knees. He had grabbed two handfuls of her hair, pulled her up strait, then stuck the cock that had just creamed her anal passage, into her mouth, and made her suck on the dripping, flavorful dip stick, until it was perfectly clean and gleaming with her saliva.
Leaving her on her knees, licking her lips, the two men had gone over to the room bar and poured themselves some wine and sipped it while the Muslim cleric explained to Sergio how the all-powerful Muslims were going to soon be taking over the world, and when they did they were going to make whore slaves of all of America’s beautiful women, and let them only be fucked by the men of Islam; many, many times a day.
After several minutes of crude, anti-American ranting, Abdul’s cock took charge of his brain, again, and he had said, “Now, Sergio, drop your pants and sit on the couch.
When Sergio was in place, the womanizing Arab cleric said, “Now, have her back up to you, then pull her ass down and force her anus down on your cock, until your dong is driven all the way up her ass.
Sergio followed the holy man’s orders and, as hot and juicy as her anal passage was from having the Arab’s huge cock shoved up it, it didn’t take long for Sergio’s cock to be fully buried in her back channel.
Abdul had then ordered her to lift her legs and aim them at the ceiling. Then he had Sergio grab a calf in each hand and split her legs into a wide V, exposing her pussy completely.
The now secular Arab looked at the graphically dirty sex picture that she was presenting, and observed, “Your American whore has a beautiful pussy, Sergio. She would make a perfect white slave for all Muslims to use.”
The stiff pricked cleric had then stepped in front of her waiting twat, as it perched right above Sergio’s, ass imbedded, cock shaft.
The very turned-on, ex camel jockey, had taken his very large cock in his hand and inserted the head into the puffy lipped, pink vagina slit.
The now sex crazed religious dignitary put his arm out and grabbed her behind the neck, for leverage, then, with one powerful thrust, sank his rigid tool half way up into her very wet and excited snatch.
With a groan of deep pleasure, the anti-American Arab had said, “Damn, her pussy feels as good as it looks. It is so god damned hot and juicy. These American women’s cunts are built for fucking. Allah, in his infinite wisdom, designed them all to be whores.”
The overheated religious leader then began rhythmically shoving his huge Iranian boner into her juicy cunt, until he had it in, full depth. Having hit absolute bottom, that gratifying sensation brought a very pleased smile to his face.
With his eyes half closed in sexual ecstasy, the whoremongering Arab priest felt her snuggly fitting pink vagina squeeze his member as it took her, plowing his formidable tool through her molten cuntal juices.
Her own mouth had begun to open in response to the pressure and friction that the two dongs were creating inside of her side by side pleasure channels, and the two men could hear their heated up bitch begin to moan with abject, animalistic pleasure.
Eventually the Arab sexual predator had lost control and emptied his balls into her steaming, very stretched pussy, howling, “Take my seed you hot assed American slut. Praise Allah for providing me with this perfect cunt to fuck.”
After the cleric had sent all of his spunk deep inside of her, he had pulled her off of Sergio’s stiff prick, and put her on her knees then had made her suck his prick clean again.
Temporarily satiated, his holiness had allowed Sergio to get his own boner taken care of by her mouth, the cleaning of that nasty dong resulting in her again swallowing down her throat another full load of Sergio’s thick, sticky ball cream, as she tasted the full flavor of her ass, as she did it.
The two well satisfied businessmen had gone over and sat down on each side of a wooden card table and poured themselves some more wine. The insatiable cleric looked over and ordered her to get under the table. He stuffed his limp penis in her mouth and had her chew on it, while he trash talked America.
While the fanatical cleric assailed Sergio with an anti-American tirade, she had mouthed his empty, slack cock meat, trying to coax the flaccid, shrunken tool back to life.
It took more than fifteen minutes for her very skilled mouth and wet, probing tongue to bring the Arab’s orifice wrecker back to full boner condition, again.
With his Arab pecker meat rock solid again, the Middle-eastern holy man had laid her down on a couch, with her head hanging over one of the couch arms. He had then straddled her head, inserted his cock in her mouth, then had sat down on her face, and started pumping his cock down her throat.
She ate his mouth stretching member for so long that her jaws ached. When his cock finally climaxed, he sent the first volley down her throat. The rest of the jism he shot right into her face. When his fire nozzle hose like cum shots had finished hosing her, she was gasping for air and looked like she had just won first place in a bukakke contest.
As she had knelt there coughing, her face a mask of thick cum, she had again realized that all men were alike, no matter their nationality and no matter what religion they belonged too.
They were male centric jerks who loved to use and abuse beautiful women, of all nationalities, in the raunchiest, most demeaning ways they could think of. And this terrorist plotting religious cleric/businessman was no different.
Abdul had used her body and sexual services, without ever even having said her name, and was sending her home with a body full of Iranian cum and no thanks for her efforts.
As she was still kneeling, licking her cummy lips, the arrogant cleric had grabbed her by the arm, jerked her to her feet, taken her to the door of the suite, opened it, tossed her panties out in the hall, then had shoved her through the door after them, giving her a hard kick in her gorgeous ass, that sent her sprawling across the hall floor.
She had gotten up, picked up her panties and used them to wipe the cum off of her face, then put them back on.
She had then gone outside and hailed a cab. The cab driver had immediately moved his rear view mirror so he could see her body, and his mouth was wide open as he watched her all the way home.
Doing her patriotic duty, she had called the Mayor the next day and told him about Abdul. Mike had told her to keep letting him fuck her while he checked the guy out and he would get back to her later.
That memory snapped her out of her thoughts and she pulled the dildo out of her very primed ass, stuck it in her mouth and licked it clean, then got up to complete her preparations for the commission earning, all Italian gang bang that lie just ahead.
6. Getting Dressed To Be Fucked:
a. The daughter:
At the same time that Mona was running up the stairs to get dressed to cuckold her husband, her breathtakingly luscious, superbly stacked, superheroine daughter, Margie, was busy putting on a sensational, one piece, preposterously tight, yellow summer dress.
This ultimate in prick teasing outfits was shoulder less, the top of the form fitting bodice having an elastic band around it, that securely kept the naughty, very revealing dress in place, just above the level of the nipples of her outrageously large and perfectly formed, braless, jutting torpedo breasts, that were practically spilling out of the top of the dress.
Its skirt barely covered her matching yellow bikini panties and was titillating tight to better show off her magnificent, irresistibly curved ass cheeks. Below the hem of the extremely short skirt, her fully fleshed, superbly toned, perfectly formed thighs were on full, mouthwatering display.
To complete the mind boggling, indecently sexy outfit, Margie had put on matching yellow, 5 inch, stiletto heeled shoes that had straps that wrapped sexily up around her ankles.
b. The mother:
Given the era the Governor was from, Mona decided that he would really like to see her in a garter belt and nylons. That election having been made, she picked out a pale purple, extremely tight, mid-thigh length skirt and a soft, body hugging, matching, extremely low cut, pale purple blouse.
Around her waist she strapped on a darker purple, five inch wide elastic belt that accented her fabulous hips and ass cheeks, as her lower body flared out seductively from her small waist.
Under the deliciously risqu?utfit, she put on a cleavage exposing purple bra and silky, matching bikini panties, whose teasing, pale purple crotch clearly showed the outline of her puffy lipped pussy and very prominent camel toe clit.
To complete the sensationally erotic looking ensemble, she stepped into a pair of pale purple, 5 inch high, stiletto heeled shoes that gave her the look of an, on the prowl for extremely young meat, Cougar temptress.
She stood in front of her full length mirror, hands on her dazzlingly wide hips, and knew that she had picked out the perfect outfit to let the Governor screw her in.
Smiling at her wickedly sexy reflection, she knew that this outfit would bring out the very worst in the potential future President.
She wetted her parted lips, in sexy anticipation of what things might be stuck between them today, and thought, “Men are so easy. They can be driven absolutely crazy by a beautiful woman wearing sexy, slutty clothing, and would make complete fools out of themselves to get into her body.”
“Despite men’s foolish, egotistical thoughts to the contrary, PUSSY’S rule the world,” she laughed out loud to herself, while she stroked hers.
Completely satisfied with the way she had decorated her superbly stacked, outrageously plush body, that she was soon going to soon turn over to the Governor to play with, plunder and debauche, all afternoon, she went downstairs and found Saul waiting in the living room.
She whistled at him and struck a provocative pose, then undulated over and pulled up her skirt, spread her feet and asked coquettishly, “Want to taste a little pussy before we go to lunch, baby?”
7. Leaving To Be Unfaithful:
c. The daughter:
Simultaneously with her mother pulling her skirt up and shoving her crotch in Saul’s face, Margie went into the living room and found her enormously cocked, zero personality, very poor salesman of a husband, George, tying his shoes.
Knowing how much he liked seeing her dressed like this, she struck a sexy pose for him to see, but he was so lost in the thoughts of getting himself ready to go and meet with his customer’s representatives, that he didn’t even notice her.
She knew that she should feel at least a little guilty about being unfaithful to George, today, but she didn’t. She never wanted him to find out about what she was going to be doing today, but a $50,000 commission was at stake, and she was going to do everything she could to make sure that her husband got it, even if it meant letting the Italians fuck her brains out. and use her like a $10 hooker.
The thought about what the Italian’s were going to be putting her through, today, made her think that she needed a stiff drink to really get her in the mood to be molested by the three crude animals.
Of course she knew that the best drink she could have for the occasion would a few shots of hot cum getting pumped down her throat. That was her perfect aphrodisiac and always put her in the mood for any and everything sexual. But since was so uptight, there was no cock available for her to suck off.
Fortunately, as luck would have it, she did have some cum available, right in her own refrigerator. Her twin cousins, Jerry and Larry, had left it with her two days ago, after they had spent several hours trying, unsuccessfully, to get her to commit incest with them.
She undulated over to the refrigerator and pulled out the jar of cum that the horny twins had left behind to tempt her. She took the lid off of the sinful jar, then held it up and looked at the almost full cup of their thick, creamy, incestuous, ball juice.
She scolded herself for even considering committing this form of absentee incest, but then told herself that it was, “any port in a storm,” when you are in desperate need.
She held the cup up to her mouth, tilted her head back then drank it all down in three large gulps.
She put the empty jar in the sink and, licking her cream covered lips, returned to her husband and helped him finish getting ready to go, already feeling the twin’s cup of illicit cum beginning to warm her up to be had.
d. The mother:
Saul had accepted her invitation to eat her crotch and had buried his face into the fleshy pussy lips that were clearly outlined through her pale purple, whore’s panties.
She watched him begin sinking his teeth into what the Governor was soon going to be sticking his big cock in the middle of, and fucking it deep and hard, while he enjoyed the complete satisfaction of cuckolding his hated enemy — the husband who was currently munching on her excited, very ready to be eaten and plowed, vagina, unknowingly warming it up for the Governor 12’s inch cock to use.
As Mona watched her husband enjoy himself with her hot, tasty twat, she felt somewhat guilty for having agreed to cheat on him with the Governor while, on the other hand, she was feeling a terrific sense of excitement that such a powerful man as the Governor was soon going to be plundering her orifices, with very bad intentions.
She had no illusions about what was about to happen to her. She knew that, to the Governor, she was nothing more than a gorgeous piece of ass that he wanted to exploit and use to get a very gratifying revenge against her husband.
She also knew enough about the Governor to know that he thought that all women were just stupid, round-heeled broads, and that he intended to treat her accordingly and, with that bad attitude, was going to demean and degrade her as a part of his cuckolding revenge.
But her reward for willingly being little more than a whore for him today, was that she will have bagged a Governor. She smiled and thought. “Being beautiful and voluptuous and loose, certainly had its rewards.”
Having reminded herself of the depravity the Governor undoubtedly had in mind for her, she told herself again that what Saul didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him,. A truism that was especially applicable to today’s salacious events, since she was going to really enjoy getting taken apart by the Governor’s mammoth boner.
She did feel guilty enough, though, that she pulled Saul’s head up and leaned down and kissed and licked his wet face.
She was thankful that she had told her husband that she would be spending tonight at her daughter’s home.
That was the only way that she could keep him from finding out that her vagina had been plundered and ravaged, while she had been with the Governor all afternoon.
She didn’t want to have to try and explain why it was in such a fully stirred and completely ravished condition.
Besides she always enjoyed letting her daughter’s magic tongue clean up the mess men always made of her orifices, as only she could do.
8. Pre-Hardcore Activities:
e. The Daughter / Going To The Hotel – The Kid Gets His:
At the same time that Saul and her mother had gotten into their separate cars and left for the club, Margie and George got in their car and started the relatively short trip to his customer’s offices.
With a large volume of her twin cousin’s incestuous cum shots sloshing around in her stomach, Margie was sitting next to her unsuspecting husband, now in a great mood to face the gang fuck that lie ahead for her, this afternoon.
Arriving at their destination, they went in, and it didn’t take long for the Italian’s staff to hustle George out of their office, to spend his afternoon and all the next day, with the plant’s engineers, finalizing his proposal.
As he was led out of the office, the three brothers were slapping George on the back and promising him that they would take good care of his wife, all afternoon, and show her a really, really good time. They also told him that they would take him home the next day in a company car.
When George had left the room, the oldest brother came over to her, with a young kid in tow and said, “In order to avoid any chance of our wives discovering that we are cheating on them with you, my son Orlando is going to drive you to a really out of the way, dive of a hotel and check you in. We will make the trip separately, after you are in the room, and come up the back way to join you.
“Now my son here is only 15, but he is a horny little asshole who has fucked some whores before, so, while you are waiting for us to arrive, I want you to show him a real good time and give him a freebie. Got me, chick?”
“Yes,” she nodded, looking apprehensively at the scrawny, putrid looking little grease ball, who was barely five feet tall and probably weighed 90 pounds.
The father looked at his ugly little runt of a son and said, “She’s a whore, boy, so treat her like one and get you a little of her hot action, while you’re waiting for us to get to the hotel.”
The three Italians watched the boy lead George’s spectacularly curvaceous, preposterously stacked wife out to her car and leave the premises.
As they drove to the hotel, Margie looked the diminutive teen over and thought, Ugh,” to herself, realizing that she was now going to be spending the afternoon whoring herself to four grossly ugly males instead of just three.
She swallowed hard at the nauseating thought, then smiled at her repulsive looking, teen driver, knowing that she had a high paying job to do, no matter how disgusting and humiliating it might be.
Twenty minutes later she was in the cheap hotel room, where she was soon going to be gang banged, in the arms of the 15 year old kid, French kissing and swapping spit with the ugly little Italian teen, just like they were on a hot date. A true beauty and the dwarf scene, as his thin, boney body crawled all over her spectacular curves.
Five minutes later, with her skirt up around her waist, on her knees, with the repulsive, pint-sized, rodent like, teen’s cock stuck in her mouth, sucking it like it had never been sucked before and tasting its nasty, tart precum dribble, as it began to coat her tongue.
f. The Mother / A Teasing Lunch / Meat For Both:
Saul and Mona arrived at the club, were seated and had ordered their food and drinks at about the same time that the three Italians rushed into Margie’s hotel room ready for some very raunchy action, then had to wait their turn while they watched the horny 15 year old finish getting his knob polished by the equipment supplier’s magnificently built, cocksucking, drool dripping company whore.
Saul and Mona’s food came and, with every male in the club trying to get a look up her ultra-tight skirt, some of the lucky ones being successful, Mona stuck a fork full of meat into her mouth while, simultaneously, Margie, still on her knees, teen cum all over her lips and running down her chin, had a full sized Italian cock forked into her mouth. Both of the spectacular women chewed on their respective morsels of meat, with Mona swallowing hers first.
Seated directly across from Saul and Mona, four guys had the perfectly positioned table to be able to see up Mona’s skirt, and they were making the most of it and enjoying the erotic view.
Mona decided to provide them with just what they were hoping for, and every couple of minutes, would recross her legs, slowly, and give them a full upskirt peep at the crotch of her pale purple panties, the frilly tops of her nylons, the garter belt straps and the exposed thigh flesh between the tops of her nylons and the bottom of the panties.
While the four men were watching the risqu?ease show, very closely, Saul got up and went to the restroom. The three ooglers immediately waived to her to show them some more.
So she uncrossed her legs, pulled her skirt up to the tops of her nylons, parted her knees and let them get a full look up under her skirt, then blew them a kiss as she showed them absolutely everything they wanted to see.
Saul returned before the sweaty palmed foursome could do anything other than watch the super-hot tease show. The four, now fully bonered men, all agreed that, the next time she came to the club, without her husband, they were going to hit on her with the expectation of scoring.
Knowing exactly what they were thinking, she smiled. They wouldn’t be successful, but she, being the natural born prick teaser that she was, never tired of getting her ego stroked by showing off her goodies and then having men hit on her with the hopes of getting lucky and nailing what she h ad been showing off to them.
9. The Daughter / Oral Abuse For Openers:
As Mona continued her delicious meal, talked to Saul, prick teased the onlookers and dreamed about her coming sex session with the Governor’s 12 inch cock, her sexy superheroine daughter was addressing the frenzied demands of about 27 inches of thick, hard, dark skinned, very greasy Italian cocks.
Margie quickly found her head and mouth in the middle of a furious penis storm, as the three brothers stood around her kneeling form and took turns sticking their big, dark dongs in her mouth, and fucking it with callous abandon (actually raping it would be more accurate, from her point of view).
When one brother had her gagging on his rampaging cock, another brother would grab her head away from the one with his cock between her teeth in her mouth, then lewdly replace it with his own, then take his turn plundering her mouth, and yelling filthy insults at her, as he did his best to keep her choking by forcing his big tool all the way down her throat, face in pubic hair and ball deep.
The invading cockheads beat against her tonsils, went into the insides her cheeks or down her throat. Having no other alternative she just let them have their way with her mouth and took the oral abuse as best she could, letting them have their raunchy, lewd fun.
Finally they dragged her to her feet by the hair, picked her up and tossed her on the bed, on her back, then grabbed her by the neck and dragged her head over to the end of the bed, where they let it hang off of the edge of the mattress.
One of the brothers walked up and stuffed his cock into her wide open, upside down mouth and rammed his 9 inch dong right down her throat. He popped her tits out of the top of her dress, grabbed a big jug in each hand and used her superb rack as leverage as he fucked her mouth, brutally.
His two brothers got on the other end of the bed, got under her skirt, pushed the crotch of her panties aside, got her knees up, spread her thighs, then began running fingers into her pussy and anus, crudely fucking them both, as she got her face fucked.
As they explored and used all of her orifices, the room was filled with the noise of her oral juices being plowed, accompanied by the glub glub sounds of her mouth sucking on the invading cock, while she gasped for air, as well as the muffled sounds of her moans of pleasure, as she helplessly let them use her, and turn her on.
While she was eating their big, meaty boners, she had soon noticed that the three of them felt like they had a coating of bad smelling olive oil all over their bodies. They were all a little overweight and were sweating profusely, and even the beads of bodily fluids smelled of garlic.
As she looked at the balls that were bouncing against her forehead she realized that she was going to end up slick from their oil, sweat and cum and knew that it would take more than a few showers to rid herself of their stench.
10. The Mother Arrives For The Cuckolding:
At the same time that Margie was orally servicing the Italian’s cocks, the lunch at the club was over. Mona kissed Saul goodbye and got in her Jaguar and started the drive to the Governor’s ranch.
Mona pulled off the road just before she got to the ranch’s entrance and freshened her lipstick, then made sure that her clothing was perfectly in place, ready to be messed up completely by the Governor.
A couple of minutes later she pulled her car up to the front of the ranch’s huge house, parked and got out. She strutted up to the front door, hips swaying provocatively, looking sensational and more than ready to get banged by another celebrity. This time, one who would probably become President of the United States.
As the ranch house door opened for Mona, the third Italian brother was pumping his hot cum shots down her daughter’s cock stuffed throat
The first chapter of a several chapter story, please comment and rate, I’d love feedback alsoThis is the true accounting of the fairy tale of Snow White, it is not a cute and frilly story as some whistling mouse’s cartoon would lead you to believe, nor did it happen as long ago as the mouse told, in fact, it continues even now. I have travelled the world far and wide, separating fact from fiction, reality from fantasy, and learning the full truth among the lies. The truth is hard to bare, and your childhood may be ruined, but trust me, it’s much better to know the truth than to live in ignorance. I believe I will start this story as so many other fairy tales begin. “Once upon a time….”
The queen looked into the magic mirror smiling at the deep dark eyes staring back at her, glistening in the rooms light. “Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the sluttiest slut of all?”
The man in the mirror hesitated for a moment before answering, the queen held that sway over many people. “Y-your highness, if truth be told, it is Snow, even now she is participating in activities that far surpass your own slutty abilities!”
The queen was in a rage, her blood boiling, “WHERE IS SHE!?! TELL ME NOW!”
The mirror however had gone clear again, leaving just the queen, staring back at herself, her reflection a vision of pure hatred.
Snow twirled her hair in her fingers as she listened, bored, to her father and his top advisor speaking matters of kingdom security. Snow was beautiful, standing just over 5’3″ she had jet black hair, skin white as snow, lips red as rubies and all that other shit the fairy tales mention, but more than that she had beautiful, firm 32C cup breasts, her nipples pressing hard against the thin fabric of her court gown. The gown hugged her body tightly giving a perfect view of her round, tight ass.
Snow stood up from her seat and made her way towards her father and the advisor who were standing overtop of a map, debating heatedly. Swaying her hips as seductively as she could, she tweaked her nipples causing them to be fully visible and obvious to her father.
“Can you hurry along with this meeting father? What if the queen barged in, I will NOT be a happy princess if I don’t get exactly what you promised!” Her impatience was obvious and to make it more so she bent over in front of her father and the councilman, sliding her dress up, revealing her thighs, glimmering with wetness from her over eager pussy.
The advisor stuttered as he noticed the provocative position the princess had taken but tried to resume his focus on the discussion.
“If you truly must keep working then I’ll start with a warm-up” Snow said softly, sliding under the table she reached up with both hands, rubbing at her father’s crotch as well as the advisor, she loved sucking cock, she loved cum, everything about it had her hotter than the badlands to the south (which coincidentally was exactly the land being discussed.)
Snow began to unbutton the pants before her, expertly sliding them down, gasping as the advisors cock popped free, she had always thought her father was the biggest she had ever seen, but she was wrong. The advisors balls hung heavy beneath his thick cock and Snow was amazed at how the veins protruded from the length. When she gripped it she found her hand could barely fit around the girth. Slowly she began to stroke her father and the advisor, giggling as they began to stammer over words, she was surely distracting them from matters of grave importance, but she didn’t care, her pussy was tingling and she felt empty.
Tentatively Snow leaned in, licking the thick, swollen head of her father’s cock before turning and doing the same to the advisor. She was greedy though and within a few seconds she had the advisors cock as deep down her throat as she felt she could manage, spit bubbled up around the corners of her lips, stretched wide to accept the mighty girth. Just as she tried to pull back she heard a moan and the advisor thrusted forward, forcing himself deeper into her throat. With a mighty gag Snow pulled away, spit already dripping from her lips, a string of it connecting her mouth and the bulbous head of her cock. She reached down with the hand that wasn’t busy stroking her father and began softly rubbing at her clit, turning her attention to her father’s cock she easily deepthroated him, sticking out her soft pink tongue to tease at his balls, she knew he loved when she did that.
Snow began taking turns with the two cocks, each time she switched to the advisor he would fuck her throat, hard and fast, despite her eyes tearing up and mascara running down her pale face, she loved it. A familiar feeling began to fill her, little electric waves throughout her body, a wave of sensation rolled over her and she screamed out around the advisors cock as she came hard, pressing against her clit with skilled fingers. Snow hefted up the advisors cock, sucking on each of his balls, swirling her tongue around them.
The advisor began moaning as Snow sucked his large balls, and soon pulled back slightly, thrusting forward, emptying his cum into Snow’s throat, she reveled in the warm saltiness of it, careful not to waste a single drop, massaging at his balls then tugging on his impressive cock, milking him for all he had.
Panting, Snow pulled back. In her eagerness to please her father and his advisor she hadn’t realized how much of a mess she had become. Saliva soaked her thin court gown, making it see through, her stiff puffy nipples clearly visible. Gasping for air she crawled from under the table and stared up at the two men. “Please, I beg you, fuck me, use me like the slutty princess I am!”
The advisor, a tall, broad shoulder man, ruggedly handsome pulled Snow to her feet, emboldened by her begging, he spat at her face and gripped her bottom jaw roughly in his right hand while his left dove between her legs, two fingers teasing at the entrance of her slick cunt. “You wish to be fuc…”
The advisors words were cut off by a shrill scream. “Curse you Snow White, you filthy whore! Never again will you orgasm! Never again!”
The enraged queen was shaking from head to toe, staring at the king and his advisor, and despite her disgusted face she could feel her pussy quivering, dampening in desperation. She moved forward as the advisor dropped Snow to the ground who took off running from the room, a spit soaked mess.
The queen could feel the power flowing through her, her curse had indeed worked, how could it not have, after all, her powers surpassed even that of the magic mirror. “Now, time for a lesson, husband.” Then, turning to the advisor the queen scoffed. “And you, dearest brother, have you not yet learned of my wrath.”
I stood in front of the mirror and I had to admit I didn’t look too bad for a forty-four year old woman. My frizzy black hair hung just below my shoulders and I wore a simple gold chain around my neck, shiny against my skin and in stark contrast with my dark eyes. The V-neck of my silky red dress pointed to the cleavage between my breasts, which aren’t huge but large enough to get a look or two, and the only makeup I wore was a bit of lipstick to match the dress.
I’d kept myself in good shape the last few years since my divorce and people often think I’m eight or ten years younger. I’m about five-seven, thin with a nice rump to go along with my tits, and the dress clung to my curves. I was getting ready to go to a New Year’s Eve party at a house three doors down the street. It had been a tradition on our block for many years and the tradition had continued even as children grew up and families moved away. My ex-husband and I hosted the party in our house a few years ago before our divorce. I don’t know as many people in the neighborhood as I used to so the parties are a good way to keep in touch and meet new people. I’d be going to the party alone as I had been since my divorce. I’d had a few relationships since then, but nothing serious or long-term. I enjoyed my freedom after so many years of marriage, much of which was not so great.
My name is Danielle, my friends call me Dani. I live alone in the same old house and my two children are grown and gone. My son Greg is twenty-four and is in the Navy stationed two thousand miles away, so I don’t see him much these days; I just get emails and the occasional phone call. My daughter Jessica is twenty-two and is married to a cop; they live about an hour away and we see each other on holidays and birthdays.
I made one final series of poses before the mirror, turning this way and that and decided I was ready for presentation. It was about ten p.m. and time to go. I usually would go a little after ten and then leave shortly after midnight. Long enough but not too long.
I walked down the street to the party at the Fullers’ house. The Fullers, Bob and Jean, were a wonderful couple, very active and one of the oldest families on the block. Their kids were all in their thirties and this was at least the third time they had hosted the party that I could remember. They greeted me instantly when I entered and made me feel welcome as always. Holiday music was playing, the house was still decorated and the Christmas tree in the corner reached all the way up to the nine foot ceiling. Bob handed me a glass of white wine and I began chatting with a few neighbors I knew, and then was introduced to a new couple that had moved in a few months before. But I won’t dwell on that part of the evening because it doesn’t really relate to the story I want to tell.
I’d been at the party almost an hour when I heard a male voice call out to me. “Hey, Miss Dani!” he said. I looked in the direction of the kitchen and walking toward me was a young, familiar face, although I hadn’t seen him for a few years.
“Jackie?” I asked. “Is that you?”
A big grin spread across his handsome face. Jackie’s family had lived across the street from us until his parents separated and divorced when he was fifteen or sixteen. His father had always been kind of an ass but Jackie was always a sharp and witty kid and he was close to my kids when they were younger. His mother and I had been very close up until she later remarried and moved away once Jackie graduated high school.
“Yes. Well, it’s Jack nowadays,” he said with a smile, as we hugged.
I laughed and said, “Okay, Jack.”
Jack was about five-eleven with medium-length blond hair, baby-blue eyes and a couple days of sandy fuzz on his strong chin and face. He was broad-shouldered with long sinewy arms, but the rest of his body was thin and wiry. He always was athletic and played soccer and baseball in high school. He wore blue jeans and a red casual shirt with the collar unbuttoned. He had a thin gold chain around his neck as well.
“So what are you doing here?” I asked. “I thought you moved away and would never come back to this place.” When he had left after high school it was to attend the state university about three hours away.
“I’m visiting a buddy for a few days. I visited my Mom in Florida for Christmas, and then I came up here. The school’s closed over the holidays and I go back the week after next. I saw Mr. Fuller in the library and he invited me. So here I am.”
“Really….where’s you’re buddy?”
“He had some big date planned with his girlfriend.”
“So you came to party with the old folks?”
“Yeah, I thought it might be fun to see who was still around. Plus I didn’t want to be driving around too much on New Year’s Eve. You know what I mean?”
“Yes, I do, and I think that’s smart of you. When the neighborhood started these parties years ago it was to give everybody somewhere to go without having to go anywhere.”
I looked at Jack’s eyes and they were a bit bloodshot so I knew it was a good decision on his part, although he seemed okay to me. I sipped the last of the wine from my glass and he took it from me. He returned in a moment with two glasses.”
“A toast,” he said, “to Miss Dani, always the hottest mom in the neighborhood.”
I blushed, a bit surprised and flattered by his comment, but I drank. “Okay, cut him off,” I said, “He must be drunk.”
We laughed to ourselves and for the next half hour continued to talk and reminisce about the old days in the neighborhood. I found I was very relaxed with him and was enjoying our conversations and recollections much more than mingling with the older folks. When we had about finished our wine he surprised me again.
“Want to get high?” he asked me.
“What? Jack, are you kidding? Behave yourself. It’s been years since I did that kind of stuff. I don’t think the Fullers would appreciate us lighting up in their house.”
“What the hell, it’s New Year’s Eve,” he said, pulling a joint out of his shirt pocket. “We’re not driving, so come on.”
I just laughed at him. He grinned wide and said, “Look, I’m slipping out the back. In a minute pretend like you’re going to the bathroom and then go out back and I’ll wait for you behind the tool shed. It’s nice and secluded back there. See you in a minute.” Then he was gone.
I shook my head and knew I probably shouldn’t. But I also knew I would.
When he saw me walking toward the shed he lit it up. He took a deep hit and when I got to him he handed it to me and I did the same. We traded back and forth a couple times without saying anything. I was the first to speak.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” I said.
“Feels good though, doesn’t it?” he said.
I had to admit it did.
“Remember that time you had the New Year’s Party at your house? When was that, six, seven years ago?” he asked.
I remembered it well. At a little after midnight I had gone upstairs to check on the kids and found Jackie and my daughter in the middle of something naughty.
“Oh, I remember it all right. I remember going upstairs to check on you kids and saw you with your favorite body part in my daughter’s mouth!”
“Ah shit, you knew about that?” he exclaimed, sounding embarrassed in the dark. “Jessie never told me you knew.”
“I spoke to her about it. I knew you were both pretty good kids so I tried not to overreact.”
“What happened was Jessie asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I said a blowjob, you know, just kidding around. But she said okay so I just went along with it.”
“Can’t blame you there, I guess,” I said, inhaling deep. “That’s right, I forgot. Your birthday is…”
“Tomorrow,” he interrupted. “January first.” He looked at his watch which glowed in the dark. “In about twenty minutes I’ll turn twenty-one. A consenting adult!”
“Oh shit, we better get back in there,” I said. We both took a couple quick hits and finished the joint.
“So, do I get a new year’s kiss at twelve o’clock?” he asked.
“Ya never know,” I said. We then walked to separate doors to reenter the house. — Back in the house we kept our distance for a few minutes. I got another glass of wine although I didn’t really need it. Just before twelve the countdown started, then the ball dropped and ‘Auld Lang Syne’ filled the speakers. Everybody started giving out kisses and before long Jack headed for me. I had to be careful here.
Jack marched up to me, said ‘Happy New Year’ and pressed his lips to mine. As I expected his lips parted and here came his tongue. My lips were slightly parted but I stopped his tongue with my teeth.
“Whoa, down boy,” I said, gently pushing him back. “You want to start a scandal? All these busybodies in here tonight, we don’t want to give them anything to talk about.”
“Sorry, Miss Dani, I just…”
“Call me Dani.”
“Okay, sorry Dani. I just always thought about what it would be like to kiss you.” He reached back into his pocket and pulled out another joint. He held it so only I could see it and with a sheepish grin said, “Wanna go out back again?”
I smiled and shook my head. As I was looking around I said, “Do you have a car?” He said that he did. “Okay, look. I’m going to say my goodbyes and leave. In about a half hour you leave and drive away. Park your car a couple blocks over and walk to my house. The porch light will be out but knock on the door and I’ll let you in you’ll get your kiss then. And bring that with you.” I squeezed his hand and left him standing there. —
Back in my house, I went back to my bedroom and stood before the mirror. I debated whether to keep the red dress on because it did look fine, but decided against it. I took it off and hung it up and stripped naked. In the bathroom I shaved and cleaned myself really well; I wanted to be ready for anything with the birthday boy. Then I reapplied my red lipstick, which if the kid showed up would be transferred to his lips and perhaps other parts of his body. I put on a dark pink satin robe which came down to just above my knees and fit snugly, showing off my body even better than the dress. I combed my hair but with my curls there’s only so much I could do.
I went down to the kitchen and poured two glasses of wine and then took them into the living room and put them on the coffee table. I also brought a small saucer since there are no ashtrays in my house. I turned on the stereo and tuned to an easy jazz station that was playing non-stop music all night, and then I sat back on the sofa and sipped my wine. I felt truly loose and relaxed, partly because of the wine and weed but also because of what I hoped was about to come. It wasn’t long before I heard a light tapping at the door.
I let him in and closed the door quickly behind him and locked it.
“Happy New Year, Dani,” he said.
“Happy Birthday, Jack,” I replied.
“You look really great!”
“Thanks,” I said. “I poured us some wine. Come sit on the sofa with me. We sat down and I picked up the glasses and handed one to Jack at my left. “I’d like to make a toast to the New Year’s kiss you are going to be getting soon.” We clinked our glasses and drank. “And to the birthday kiss after that!” I added and we drank again.
Jack lit up the joint and we traded tokes. I was getting happily buzzed. I turned halfway toward him as we smoked and sipped our wine. He told me about college and how he’d be staying in the area until a week from Sunday when he would head back to school. It was now Thursday January first so he’d be leaving on the eleventh.
When the joint was done Jack put it on the saucer and I took a sip of wine. Then I said, “So Jack, are you ready for your New Year’s kiss?”
He nodded and I scooted close to him and moved my head toward his. He leaned into me and I gripped the back of his head with my right hand and pulled him to me. Our lips met and I plunged my tongue into his young mouth. He sucked me into him; our tongues did a spongy dance, exploring. He put his arms around me and pulled me tight, his left hand moving to my right breast as our mouths fucked. Maybe it was his age, maybe it was my need, but it was electric and goose pimples covered my arms, a sexier kiss I never had. It was soft and deep. After a long time we parted. His hand stayed on my breast for a second or two and then he lowered it to my hip and kept it there.
I turned a little more to my left and scooted closer still. My right hand was still behind his head. I said, “Now for your birthday kiss,” and pulled him close again with both hands. This kiss was hard and forceful. I pressed my body to his and mashed my breasts into his chest. My tongue was halfway down his throat, both his hands were wrapped in my hair and massaging my scalp. This kiss, like the first one, went on and on. The fierceness of it began to subside, became gentler, and as it did I slowly moved my hand down his body, to his shoulder, to his chest, to his side, and then finally between his legs where I felt his hardness. Even through the thick denim I could feel that he was large.
We parted our lips and I looked him in the eye. With my hand on his member I asked, “Are you ready for your birthday present, Jack?” He nodded and I started massaging him. “No one can ever find out about this. You know how people gossip around here. They’d have a field day with it.” He said he’s a consenting adult and it was our secret.
I moved the coffee table over and knelt in front of him. I unhooked and unzipped his jeans. He lifted his ass and I pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. I couldn’t believe the size of the piece of meat he’d been hiding in his pants!
“Jesus Christ, Jack!” I blurted, “Look at the size of that thing!” He giggled and my wide-open eyes must have looked like saucers. I looked at his cock as it rested on his body pointing toward his chest, completely hiding his navel. It was the largest cock I’d seen and fat too. “How long is that fucking thing?” I asked.
“Nine and a half inches,” he said. “An old girlfriend measured it.”
“Well, damn boy, it looks like we’re both getting a present tonight!”
I moved in close between his legs and slid my hands under his butt. I kissed his balls and took them gently into my mouth. I ran my tongue along the long shaft. I rose up higher on my knees so I could put my mouth around his gorgeous circumcised cock. Jack was moving it subtly deeper into my mouth but I was taking it slow. I had deep-throated guys before but none were packing heat like this. I sucked him and rocked my head up and down, taking in a little more with each move, his hands again immersed in my curls. My right index finger was still lubed and he let out with a loud groan as I inserted the whole finger into his ass in one quick thrust. We continued our lusty three-way rhythm, my mouth, his cock and my finger. I took more and more of his rod into my throat, six inches, six and a half inches, seven inches, as I continued to finger-fuck his asshole.
I felt his cock swell in my mouth so I knew he was about to blow. I backed off so that I just had a couple inches in my mouth but I increased the speed of my finger. He moaned louder, he moaned faster, “Fuck I’m gonna come,” he hissed loudly. I rammed my finger in as far and as hard as I could and squeezed his ass cheek with my other hand. With a raucous grunt he started to come and my lips gripped his shaft with a cushioned strength and held on through seven or eight violent spasms as he emptied his hot, oily load into my mouth. When he stopped quaking and I was pretty sure he was done I took my mouth away and moved up onto him and with a mouthful of his cum I kissed him with open lips and pushed my tongue into his mouth. We kissed deep, our tongues skiing on a slippery slope, his mouth now slick with his own juice. We swallowed while still enmeshed, and only then did I pull my finger out of his ass.
I lay back on the sofa. “Phew. Happy birthday, kid,” I said. “Sorry I couldn’t take it all in. I tried.”
“You kidding? That was fucking unbelievable! You are fucking unbelievable! And you did take most of it, all but an inch maybe, I was watching. More than anybody else ever did, anyway, and what a fucking turn-on watching you. And if I hadn’t started to come I bet you would have gotten it all. You wore me out.”
I leaned forward and took a sip of wine and then turned to him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. I started unbuttoning his shirt and said, “Let’s get this thing off of you. No man should have to eat pussy with his shirt on.”
He flung his shirt on a chair and yanked off his pants which were still at his ankles. He stood before me and bent down to kiss me, our tongues doing a quick pirouette. I opened my robe and with his red lips he worked his way southward over my naked body, pausing to kiss and lick and nibble and suck my nipples, then he traced his tongue over my tummy as he lowered himself onto his knees before me. He reached over and grabbed a pillow from the end of the couch.
“Lift up,” he said softly, and I raised my ass. He slid the cushion under me to give himself total access. I was already sopping wet.
He placed his hands on my sides just below my hips. He kissed my left thigh for a moment, then the right. His face moved close to my crotch. I felt his warm breath on my clit. His tongue licked my lips and toyed with the rim of my ass. I let out with a yelp when his tongue dove into my asshole, deep and brief. He inserted his tongue again and I whimpered helplessly as he wiggled it around and gently sucked for a few seconds before pulling out. I thought to myself, this kid is okay. He eats his own cum and now he’s tonguing my ass.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Oh yes, Jack,” I wailed. “Eat my ass, boy. Suck my wet cunt. Eat me.”
He had no sooner slipped his tongue back up my ass when I came in a seismic rush, my fluids gushing into his face, my body spasms uncontrolled.
“Oh my God,” I said as I shook.
Jack moved his mouth to my pussy, his strong tongue slithering in, exploring my marshy tunnel. Then his lips surrounded my swollen clit as his tongue continued its investigation. I felt his finger glide into my ass an inch, and then back out. Back in another half inch, and then back out. Again, a little deeper. He repeated the process a few times until his entire finger was inserted in my anus. I tightened my sphincter around his finger and he wiggled it in response. His tongue kept licking and he kept his lips wrapped around my hard love button. Then he began to hum.
I moaned with the vibration radiating inside me. I screeched as he hummed louder. As his tongue skated in my pussy, his finger did somersaults in my ass and his mouth serenaded my clit. I cried out in a loud voice with every word I could remember from the unabridged edition of Dani’s Dirty Dictionary. Soon I came again, soaking his mouth and face with a fluming flow of my pent-up liquor. He drank me in.
Jack came up for air and said, “You taste good.”
“Fuck me Jack. Put that big fucking cock inside me.”
“Do I need a rubber?” he asked.
“No, it’s okay,” I replied. “Give it to me, boy. Give me that beautiful cock. Let me feel your hot cum inside me. Fuck me.” I swiveled so I was lying back on the seat of the sofa and Jack mounted me. I wrapped my fingers around his huge dick and guided it into my seeping slit. I felt him push it in and felt its girth against the walls of my pussy.
His mouth came to mine as he started a slow, gentle back-and-forth movement inside me. I rocked with him and put my hands behind his neck.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” he said to me. “You have no idea how many times I fantasized about fucking you.”
I pulled his mouth to mine. We started slow and easy, then built up speed and force. We fucked and our lips never parted, our tongues bucking and our mouths sucking. His finger found its way back into my ass so I made sure mine found his. Our bodies picked up more speed and intensity as our fingers and tongues and Jack’s cock found greater depth. I came once and Jack’s mouth muffled my scream, but he continued to bash my gash for another couple of minutes until he released his fresh payload with a long primitive grunt and a spasmodic orgasm. He shook on top of me as I felt the warm rush of his semen deep inside and I immediately came again.
He stayed on top of me for a moment and we kissed while his size lessened inside me. When he pulled out he lowered his head to my breasts and sucked my swollen nipples for a minute and I ran my fingers through his thick blond hair. Finally he sat back on the sofa. I rose up, tightened my robe around me and sat up beside him. I picked up my glass of wine and sat back.
“Wow,” I said, sipping the wine and stretching my legs out. “I can’t remember the last time I felt this good.”
Jack pulled on his jeans and zipped them up but didn’t fasten them. He picked up his shirt and pulled another joint out of the pocket. He tossed the shirt back on the chair. He sat next to me shirtless and lit it up. He took a couple hits and handed it to me. I shrugged and took it.
“I don’t really need any more of this,” I said, “I feel too good already.” But I thought so far so good, and I went with it.
In between tokes I refilled our glasses. As we recovered we sipped our wine and talked. He asked me about my job in real estate and I reminded him again how important it was that no one find out about this because it could affect my job; nobody gossips more than real estate agents. He told me about life as a history major and his on-and-off girlfriend who was Honduran and bisexual. He told me how he had been in three-ways with her and her roommate and how turned-on he’d get when he’d see both of them go at it. He asked me if I ever had sex with women and I told him yes, I had experimented some in recent years. I didn’t tell him that his mother was one of the experiments.
After a while he reached to me with both hands and pulled my robe wide open. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“I love to look at your body,” was all he said.
I edged closer and ran my right hand over his bare chest, smeared with lipstick. “I like looking at yours too,” I said.
He pulled me close with one hand and palmed my tit with the other and we mashed our open mouths together and kissed. My hand went to his crotch. He pinched my nipple and squeezed my hair into his fist and I rubbed his cock and balls and felt it grow again in my grip. I went for his zipper with both hands and yanked his pants open. I took his pole into my mouth and massaged his balls. I sucked him with a wolfish force I never knew I had and he made animal sounds and I felt him bloat in my mouth. After a minute I backed off and looked at Jack’s face.
“I’m going to take it all,” I said.
“Oh yeah. Oh God, do it.”
“Okay, here goes.” I took a deep breath and opened my throat as wide as I could and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and in one slow steady movement enveloped all of him into my mouth and throat.
“You are so fucking hot,” I heard Jack say.
I came up for breath and then went deep three more times in order to give Jack a good show. His cock was nice and fat so I climbed up on his lap facing him and with my right hand steered his pecker into my soggy slot and I began moving my body up and down. He arced his body with each push, shoving his cock into me with his hands on my hips to guide us. After seven or eight jolts he ejaculated into me and I squirted myself shortly thereafter. We kissed briefly before I lifted off of him.
“I’ll be right back,” I said, and I didn’t even bother to retie my robe. I walked to the bathroom with Jack’s cum dripping down my inner thigh.
When I returned I walked up behind the sofa and put my hands on Jack’s bare shoulders and massaged them a bit, then the sides and back of his neck. He rotated his head as I did so.
“Ah, that feels good,” he said.
I leaned over and ran my hands over his chest and stomach and whispered in his ear, “Would you like me to give you a birthday massage?” He said yes of course and I told him to follow me. The kid was going to make it into my bedroom.
While Jack was in the bathroom I spread a heavy blanket over the bedspread, lighted a couple candles, dimmed the lights and got out the oil. The bathroom door opened and he reentered the room naked. I pointed at the bed and said, “On your belly, boy.”
I started with his head and worked my way down his back. I used the oil liberally and spent extra time on his ass. He moaned as I spread his cheeks and ran my tongue up and down his crack. Then I stuck my tongue into his asshole, in and out a few times and he moaned some more, louder. I poured oil into his crack and pushed my finger into his ass and kept it in there for thirty seconds or so, moving it around as much as I could.
“Does that feel good?”
“Oh yes, yes,” he said.
“I want to massage every part of you,” I said.
I did his legs one at a time and told him to flip over. I massaged his arms and chest first, and then lowered to his stomach. I got as low as his navel and made sure I bumped his half-turgid penis several times. I worked around it to his upper thighs as he oohed and aahed. I enjoyed watching it grow before my eyes. I rushed my way through his legs so I could return to that beautiful cock which was now at full salute and hard as a rock.
I couldn’t resist sucking him again so I took it in my mouth as I kneaded his balls. I sucked gently at first then opened my throat and took it all in slowly so Jack could see, then pulled back and did it again. I could feel his scrotum tighten so I stopped.
I took the oil and filled the palm of my hand. I cupped his balls and massaged the oil in, then took his cock in one hand and poured more oil and started rubbing his shaft up and down. When it was nice and smooth and greasy I started sliding my hand up and down a little faster. I stared at his manhood, diligent in my work. Jack let out with a guttural sigh and continued assorted whimpers and moans as I jerked him off. After about thirty seconds he uttered a wailing grunt and shot his jizz over his stomach and chest in four quick spurts. I turned to look at him and his eyes were already glued to mine. Bit by bit I scooped up his sperm from his body and dabbed it into my mouth.
After a moment he sat up and he kissed me. He started unwrapping my robe and said, “Take this off, it’s your turn.” And I did.
I lay on my back and said, “Do my front first. I want to see you.”
“Your wish is my command,” he said, and grabbed the oil with his dick flopping around.
He dripped oil onto my chest and shoulders. He rubbed my temples and the sides of my face first, and then my neck and shoulders. He massaged my breasts and then lowered his mouth to my right nipple and gently kissed, then licked, then pinched with his teeth; then he repeated the pattern on my left side. As he moved south he rubbed my stomach and as I had, skirted the middle and moved to the lower part of my body.
“You have sexy legs,” he said when he was feeling his way back up.
My eyes were closed and I was half in a dream when I felt his fingers enter me, massaging the inside of my pussy. It wasn’t long before his tongue joined the party. I let out with a squeak and pushed my groin to his face. I moaned as I gyrated, trying to feel with every tiny sensor inside me. In a minute he pulled out of me and I bemoaned with the loss. But he was hard again and quickly mounted me. In no time he had his whole cock inside me and I have to tell you, he was slinging it pretty good. We both fell into a fast, hard tempo and I sucked his cock with my cunt. I was going to squeeze another load out of him if I had to.
I didn’t have to. We fucked hard for couple minutes, grunting in unison with the rhythm of our rut and then I felt Jack tense up so I knew he was close. Sure enough then I felt his first spasm and with that my surge started. I came in a flash just as he discharged into me, and we both let out with a yell and rocked and rolled in simultaneous orgasm.
He rolled off and lay down next to me, spent.
“Goddamn!” was all he said.
“Boy, I think you’re about to kill me with that thing of yours,” I said. His hand was resting on my leg so I grabbed his hand and held it.
We didn’t say anything for a while. Then I rolled over onto my belly and said, “Okay. Now do my back.”
He knelt beside me and poured some oil on my back, rubbing it into my shoulders and arms and gradually down my back. He moved to my legs and stroked the back of my thighs and calves liberally with the oil and slid his hands up and down from my ankles to the brim of my bottom.
He slid off the bed and onto the floor and kissed the tops of my feet and licked my insteps. I felt my sex sizzle when he sucked each of my toes one at a time. Then he spread my legs and moved up between them on his knees. Then I felt the warm oil being softly poured over my ass.
“Now for the best part,” Jack said.
He kneaded me softly at the base of my spine and around my butt cheeks, squeezing hard intermittently between his soft caresses and pinches. He kept it up for a while, teasing me by avoiding my crack. So I just enjoyed it, knowing he’d get there. It was worth the wait.
First I felt his warm breath, and then his silvery tongue as it traced along my long dark cleft. He spread me apart and his tongue pranced around the rim of my asshole making me squeal with anticipation. When he inserted his tongue I bucked with pleasure and he took his time tasting the innards of my ass.
When he finally withdrew I immediately felt an oily finger dive into my hole, then it was gone. Then in, then out, then in and out again. Then again and again. My groans became louder with each plunge.
I gripped the blanket tightly in both fists and screamed into the pillow when I felt two fingers power deep into my dusky pit and pull outward, stretching my bunghole to never-known widths and holding it spread. Then a third finger got into the act, massaging me, extending me.
“Jack…” I rasped.
He removed his fingers and quickly sprung up atop me onto my back. I felt the hardness of his upright organ pressing against my rear.
Jack put his mouth to my ear and whispered. “I’m ready, Dani. Are you ready Dani? You ready for my cock in your ass?”
“Damn boy, I believe you are trying to kill me!” I said. But I wanted it.
“That’s the best birthday gift I could ever have. To ram my cock into Miss Dani’s sweet tight ass. All of the times I fantasized about you, about kissing you, about making love to you, about putting my dick into you. And tonight it’s all coming true.” The whole time he was talking he was grinding me from behind.
He put his tongue into my left ear and then he sucked my earlobe. His lips moved to my cheek and I turned my head closer so our lips would meet. It was a tasty, soft kiss.
“Yes,” I said softly.
He kissed me again and then moved back off of me and I felt his stiff rod drag off me at the same time. I felt his fingers applying some more oil to my hole and then I heard him slather some onto himself. I reached back with both hands and spread my ass for him. Soon I felt his dick against my opening, and he pushed with cushioned force. I felt the tip enter me.
“Ugh…” I grunted.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Fuck me, boy.” I breathed deeply. “Fuck me good.”
He did. We slowly found a tender rhythm. I moved my ass in conjunction with his motions, and with each stab his lode eased deeper into the shaft. I rubbed my clit with my right hand trying to get off as he poked my behind. It felt huge inside me. I couldn’t imagine taking any more.
“How you doing?” I asked.
“I’m fine, how are you?” he said.
I had to laugh. This kid has his twenty-one year old dick in my forty-four year old ass and he wants to make conversation. “No. How are we doing?”
“Halfway there,” he said.
“Oh Lord Jesus,” I said.
“It’s okay,” he said. He picked up the pace and I went with it. “I’m fucking your ass, Dani. I used to dream about it. You are so fuckin’ hot. I’m gonna shoot my dirty cum into your hot sweet ass.”
“Fuck my dirty ass!” I said, louder than necessary.
Then in one quick hard shove he hammered it home. It felt like somebody shoved a tree trunk up my ass. I let out with a scalding yell but he kept Jack-hammering me. It was painful at first, but as he kept sticking me over and over my body adjusted and his cock started to glide inside me. Then the pain was a memory and my body quaked and then erupted, spewing a hot puddle of my secretion onto the blanket beneath me. Jack kept pelting me from behind until a minute later when I felt his warm sweet syrup discharge into my ass.
After a few seconds he kissed the back of neck several times and then he backed himself out. He rolled onto his back and so did I. We were too exhausted to speak. The last thing I remember was glancing at the clock on the nightstand and seeing that it was ten after five in the morning. — I woke up at eleven with that 21 year old on the bed next to me. He was lying on top of the blanket sleeping peacefully with a huge erection. Now I had a decision to make. I had two options. One, I could get up, take a shower, get dressed and when he awoke we would say our awkward goodbyes; or two, I could suck that beautiful cock. I went with option number two.
I put my lips around that boy’s pecker and went down. He woke up right away and I felt his fingers combing through my hair. Then he maneuvered himself around so his head was between my legs and we were doing a 69. I felt his kisses on my thighs and his tongue once again teased my ass. Then he buried his face in my snatch and ate me. I whimpered with his dick in my mouth as he chowed down. I found it hard to finish what I had started because of the pleasure I was feeling and my imminent gush that was soon to come. I pinched his head between my thighs tightly and squeezed and propelled my cunt harder into his face. He sucked my clit hard and deep into his mouth.
“I’m coming, oh shit. Here it comes, baby. It’s gonna be big, get ready baby…” I moaned.
I screamed over and over as I let loose my wall of juice. Jack kept his head plastered to my pussy and squeezed my ass like he was riding a bronco and didn’t want to fall off. His cock muted my howls. When I stopped shuddering he whirled around and was on top of me in an instant and he shoved his throbbing cock into my trembling twat and started ferociously trying to bang the bottom out of me.
His face and his hair in front were soaked with my spray. I ran my long fingers through his hair as he fucked me. After a while he slowed, pacing himself. I removed my hands from his head and put two fingers in his mouth. He sucked me as he fucked me. I moved my groin with him. Our eyes were locked. With my fingers in his mouth I pulled his face to mine and we shared our first kiss of the new day, tender and deep and long, and my tongue licked my nectar from his. Finally I pulled away.
“When I ran into you last night I never suspected you liked old pussy so much,” I said.
“I like yours. Soon as I saw you I wanted you,” he said.
“Jack…” I breathed. “Do me a favor.”
“My ass.” I gave him a quick hard kiss. “Fuck my ass again. I want to watch you fuck my ass.”
He withdrew and leaned over and picked up the oil. He rubbed some on his cock and then slipped two fingers in my ass and lubed me. I spread my legs wide and enwrapped them around him. He pressed the head of his cock to my asshole.
“That’s it, baby. Shove that fuckin’ anaconda all the way up my fuckin’ ass. I want to feel your young cum inside my ass again.”
I stared at his face as he pushed his way in. It burned a little at first but it didn’t last long as he slowly slid in. Once he had a few inches in he started really fucking me. I massaged my clit and rocked with him and we were both bellowing as he screwed his way deeper and deeper. I saw lines of sweat on his forehead and above his upper lip and watched his pensive face as he concentrated on pummeling me. Here was this kid from the neighborhood, on his twenty-first birthday seriously buttfucking Miss Dani, that old hot mom from across the street, now his lover.
Jack started slamming me harder and faster, and it felt big, it felt hard and it felt tight, but his huge penis moved inside me with a velvety friction and damn child, did it feel good. I worked my hard clit hard, ready for him to blow his top so I could feel his warm creamy soup way back deep in my inky trench.
He grinded me, he banged me, his fingernails dug into my back as he flung his tough meat into me. Then he snorted like a bull in front of a red cape and emitted a long loud groan. His body convulsed with untamed tremors as he delivered his package and I felt those honeyed hot shots in the back of my ass.
After he came he continued to fuck me slowly, in and out, in and out, and I felt every inch of him as he glided back and forth. I squeezed his cock with the walls of my ass and he gave me his cute schoolboy smile. When his cock vacated my rectum he fell down on the bed beside me and I felt his cum dripping out of me. I reached down with my right hand and spooned some of it from the rim of my asshole and then playfully rubbed it into my breasts and onto my lips and teeth. Jack smiled again and kissed me.
I had my head on his shoulder and my hand on his chest as we rested. I was hungry because I hadn’t eaten for eighteen hours so I told him I was going to take a shower first and then he could take his after me while I fixed us some food.
After my shower I threw on the same pink robe and headed to the kitchen. When Jack arrived he had on his jeans but no shirt. Breakfast was ready so I served it up: big plates of eggs, sausage, grits and toast with coffee and orange juice. We both ate ravenously and had a pleasant talk as we caught each other up on the families. I got the updates on his mom and sister Gina and he heard all about Greg and Jessie. I wondered, and I’m sure he did too, what they all would think if they knew what Jack and I were up to.
When we were done eating I picked up the dishes and began scraping them and putting them in the dishwasher while Jack finished his coffee and juice. After a few minutes of chit chat I was standing at the sink when I felt his arms surround me from behind. He buried his nose into my twisted hair, still damp from my shower, and he tenderly kissed my neck. His hands explored the front of my body briefly and then his left hand slipped under my robe and fondled my breast while his other hand settled on my bald pussy. I absorbed his kisses and savored his touch.
“Let’s go back to bed,” he whispered in my ear.
I turned to face him and he was naked; his jeans were in a heap on the floor. We kissed softly, his hands full of tit and ass. I reached below to find his cock and balls. He was already stiffening.
“Boy, I do believe you must be a sex maniac,” I said as I began stroking him.
“You’re turning me into one,” he said quietly, and then he filled my mouth with his tongue. We kissed with a buttery force, ready for more.
We pivoted around and I sat in the chair and he stood before me, his now rock-hard bazooka right in front of my face. I licked his balls and kissed his cock from end to end and I felt the tickle of his pubic hairs on my face. I flicked my tongue up and down the shaft and then I took him in my mouth and milked him gently, feeling him fatten.
I took my mouth off and stood up. I walked three steps and opened a drawer and pulled out a tape measure, then sat back down.
“I got to measure this thing,” I said.
Jack laughed and then I sucked him again for ten or twelve seconds before taking my mouth off of him and then I held the tape along the side of his cock.
“Damn, boy,” I said. “You’re still growing!”
“Huh?” he asked.
I showed him the tape where I’d marked his length with my thumb. “You’re over nine and a half inches. Looks like a 9.6 or 9.7!… Aw hell, let’s round it up to ten!” He beamed and I tossed the tape onto the table and said, “And now I’m getting back to my creamy dessert.”
I took him back into my mouth and dug the fingers of both my hands deep into the crack of his ass. I sucked him with every muscle in my mouth, and I deep-throated him a few times too so he could watch that rod of his slip all the way in and out. Then I dipped my fingers into my wet pussy for a little lubrication. I put two fingers at the rim of his ass and wiggled the tips of them in. I started sucking harder, my other hand on his butt cheek. Then in one quick jolt I rammed my fingers into him. I felt the walls of his asshole reluctantly give and my fingers made it maybe a couple inches in. He screamed like a dying puma. I moved my fingers inside him, back and forth with an even pulse. I knew he was close so I moved my mouth to the tip of his penis and sucked that little hole with all my might. In a moment he yelled again and he shivered on wobbly legs and while in his throes he dumped another load of his heated seed into my mouth. I tasted his tang and then swallowed my dessert. He collapsed into the chair beside me.
“Jesus Christ, Dani!” he said loudly.
“What, no good?”
“What? Are you crazy? Incredible. Unbelievable.”
“What can I say, boy? Unh, unh, unh. Blowjobs in the kitchen. You’re turning me into a whore, Jack. What’s next, you gonna fuck me on the table?”
“I’ll fuck you anywhere you want,” he said, leaning over to kiss me and copping a feel at the same time. “I have to go to the bathroom.”
He went into the bathroom right off the kitchen and closed the door. I went back to the bedroom to wait for him. He knew the way.
I was naked on the bed when Jack entered the room holding up a joint.
“Last one!” he said. He stood before me with his long dong hanging and lit it up. He inhaled deeply, handed it to me and sat on the bed next to me. We sat on the bed and passed it back and forth and talked, and when it was used up Jack hopped up and went over to the bathroom and tossed it in the toilet.
He ran and jumped back into the bed, almost knocking it off the frame. We laughed and he took me in his arms and kissed me.
We made love all afternoon. We sucked and fucked in various positions, the highlight being me on my back with my legs up the wall and Jack facing the wall with his dick in my pussy. I had a nice view of his young tight ass on that one, not to mention it was easy to reach. He ate me, he kissed me, he licked me. He sucked my tits raw and had his way with my asshole, again shoving his massive member into my shadowy cave. I even took out a dildo and fucked him up the ass with it and although he howled a lot he took it like a champ.
Eventually we tired and took a break, perhaps briefly napping. At around 4:30 he said he had to get going soon because he had to get to his friend’s house because they had a little birthday dinner planned for him. He went to take a shower and after a couple minutes I couldn’t resist and I went into the bathroom and opened the door to the shower stall. I told him I wanted to help wash him and I did. But damn it, I went overboard and did too good a cleaning job on that cock of his and that boy fucked me again right there standing under the hot spray.
I washed myself quickly and got out to let him finish. I dried myself and threw on some jeans and a sweatshirt and went downstairs.
I poured a glass of water and laughed to myself as I picked up his pants from the kitchen floor and folded them. I went into the living room and picked up his shirt from a chair and his boxers from the floor and folded them too. I waited with his clothes in my lap. A minute later he came down the stairs naked. I handed him his clothes and told him to stay away. He laughed.
I watched him dress and I escorted him to the back door. It was now dark outside. We embraced and we kissed soft and deep.
“Goodbye, Jack. This was wonderful, I’m so glad you came over but no one can know about…”
“I know, I know,” he interrupted, “Don’t worry. Why would I want to screw everything up?” He paused and asked, “You sick of me yet? Can I come back?”
I kissed him hard. He’d said what I’d hoped he’d say, although I didn’t realize it until that moment.
“Tomorrow night,” I said. “Seven o’clock. I’ll fix you a belated birthday dinner. You know where to park, and walk here and don’t let anybody see you. This door will be open.” I kissed him again. “I’ll be waiting. Now go.”
With another quick peck on the lips and a squeeze of my hand he went out the door. —
The next afternoon I baked him a cake. I knew that boy loved chocolate so I made him a chocolate cake with chocolate icing. Then I took some banana icing and on top of the cake drew a giant erect penis and scrotum, making it as close to his actual size as I could. I even added a little spray of banana semen flowing out of it and a big JACK 21. I saved the extra icing because I thought we might be able to have some fun with it later on.
When I was fixing the dinner—grilled chicken, spinach and carrots—I sliced the last couple inches from the fat end good-sized carrot. I buttered it up and wedged it into my asshole for Jack to find. I threw the rest of the carrot into the pot.
I arranged a “picnic” in my living room. I set up the fireplace and spread a large quilt and some pillows on the floor in front of it. I set out wine and glasses and plates and napkins and silverware and put on some soft jazz music. I lit two candles and made sure the oil was handy.
I showered and cleaned myself inside and out and when I dried off I lubed myself and re-inserted my carrot. I only put on two pieces of clothing: very short blue jean cut-offs that showed off my legs, and a tight cream-colored t-shirt that showed off my nipples.
I poured a glass of wine and went into the kitchen to put the finishing touches on dinner. Right on time Jack knocked on the back door and let himself in. He entered the kitchen and I turned to greet him.
“Damn, you look great!” he said with enthusiasm and put his arms around me and we kissed. Quickly his hands started roaming to my ass and tits and I pushed him away.
“Control yourself, boy,” I said. “I cooked you a nice chicken dinner and baked you a cake, so I’m gonna feed you first. If you’re still hungry after that you can have me for dessert.Grab those vegetables and follow me.” I picked up the chicken and walked into the living room.
“What’s all this?” he asked.
“A picnic, Jack.”
I lighted the fire and Jack poured the wine. We drank and talked and laughed for a few minutes and then we uncovered the food and ate. I showed him his cake and he roared when he saw my artwork and we each ate one of his balls.
“Thank you, Dani,” he said, as we piled the dirty dishes on the bricks in front of the fireplace. Then he kissed me and added, “That was a great meal. But now I’m ready for dessert.”
We kissed again and he was all over me. He kissed my neck and sucked my tits through the cotton fabric of my shirt. His hand was in my crotch and he made me wet. He took my shirt off and laid me down and covered my breasts and flat belly with plush sucks and kisses. He ran his tongue across my stomach just above the belt line of my shorts. Then he started unzipping them.
“I’ve thought about you all day,” he said.
He yanked them off and started to go down on me. He kissed and licked my thighs and then he stopped.
“Hey, what’s that?” he asked, sounding afraid.
I cackled with laughter. “It’s a carrot.”
“A carrot?” He scrunched up his face in a surprised look.”
“Yeah. It’s saving your seat. I don’t have a butt plug.”
He shook his head and laughed. He slid a pillow under me and dove into me. He took a quick taste of my pussy and then yanked the carrot out of my ass with his teeth and spit it into the fire. He went back down and licked my ass for a short time and then got up on his knees and unbuttoned his shirt. Then he rolled onto his back and yanked his pants off. He wore no underwear and his cock looked immense on his lean body. He saw the oil and squirted some on me playfully before basting himself. Then he assfucked me.
We spent the next three and a half hours on the floor fucking. He ate banana icing off of my tits and out of my armpits. I sucked it off of his cock and licked it from the crack of his ass. He loved me like a lady and then fucked me like a dog. He dripped hot candle wax on my tits and tummy that gave me quick burns that made me squirt and then he buried his face into my pussy until I came again. When he slipped out the back door it was almost midnight and I had the taste of his cum in my mouth and a fresh load oozing from my asshole. I scraped the dried wax off of my body and threw it into the fire. I went to bed and slept like a rock. —
The next morning the phone rang and it was him. He told me he had woken up and masturbated while he fantasized about me. Then he proceeded to talk dirty and told me all the different ways he was going to Jack-hammer me when he saw me next. I’d never had phone sex before but I wasn’t hanging up. He said he was jerking off again right then as we spoke and asked if I was. I told him yes, and I did, and I had the soaked sweatpants to prove it.
Then he asked if could come over for a little while that night because he wanted to show me something. I said okay and he came right after dark. When I heard him slip in the backdoor I walked down the steps and met him in the walkway to the kitchen. We kissed and he took my hand and led me to the living room and then he turned on a lamp by the sofa and stood next to it. Then he dropped his drawers—no underwear—and damn if that boy hadn’t shaved off all his pubic hair! Every single strand was gone from his body, not even a short one left on his balls. I took that thing in my hand and looked at it really close, too. I started rubbing him and we kissed as he enlarged in my hands. That cock of his was now even more beautiful and looked even bigger as it stood pointing at his hairless chest. I just had to have it. I went to my knees and sucked it as Jack stood with his back against the living room wall. His hands held my head as I throated him and he gently fucked my mouth until he ejected with an intense shiver and I tasted his first loveload of the night. I held on until I knew I’d gotten all of it, then I stood and kissed him with my mouth full. Then I took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
Over the next couple of hours Jack’s mouth and cock found all my holes, the highlight being a loud and luscious 69 where while I sucked him and he ate me, and then I got to fuck his ass with the dildo and hear him scream again. Once again, when he left for the night I lay in bed with a fresh load of his sperm in my ass. — The next day was Sunday and Jack called me on my cell phone; I guess he’d gotten the number off of my business card or checked my phone which was always on the kitchen counter when I’m at home.
“Dani, I have a little present for you,” he said.
“Jack, you’ll make up any lame ass excuse to get in my pants, wontcha?”
“Well, yeah, I guess I would.”
I chuckled and said, “You don’t need to be giving me gifts, Jack.”
“It’s just something small; I think you’ll like it. You know, to say thanks for the dinner and cake and everything. And because I like you.”
This kid is too much I thought, now he’s getting sentimental on me. I told him to come over again that night. I had to go back to work the next day so I figured another sex romp with him would be a good wrap-up of the vacation.
Again I dressed sexy for him. No undies and tight-ass paper-thin sleek black pants that just about showed the outlines of my ass crack and my pussy lips, and a red tube top. It was wintertime but so what, I knew that shirt wouldn’t stay on me too long with that boy around anyway.
When he showed up I poured some wine and we sat on the sofa for a few minutes sipping and talking. Then he took a small gift-wrapped package from one of the pockets on his cargo pants and put in on the table and took out a joint. What the hell, I thought. We drank more wine while we smoked the reefer.
When it was gone he said, “You sure look hot, Dani.” He kissed me and felt a tit through the fabric of my top. Then he handed me the gift.
I opened it and it was a butt plug. We both laughed and he said, “No more carrots for Miss Dani! It massages your ass for you.” He took a tube of KY jelly out of another pocket and put it on the table.
“Thank you, Jack,” I said as I inspected it. “It’s nice to know you can still massage my ass even when you’re not around.” I stood up and started peeling off my pants. “Oh well, might as well try it on for size. Anything to give my anal-retarded boy toy a thrill!”
I stood in front of him wearing a tube top and no pants. He put his hands around my rear and pulled my cunt to his lips and suckled me until I came in his face, then he licked the excess from my thighs. He told me to kneel on the sofa facing the back. Then his tongue entered my ass and he lick-sucked me as he pulled my cheeks apart. I groaned in ecstasy while he did this for a minute or so and I must have said the word ‘yes’ and ‘fuck’ a dozen times. Then he opened the tube of jelly and lubed his finger and stuck it into my ass and I leaned into him. He then lubed the plug and screwed it in. He wiggled it and rotated it and so did I. It felt good. I played with it a little bit and I could hear him taking his pants off behind me.
“Stay in that position,” he said.
He circled around to the back of the sofa to face me. He bent over and we kissed. His lips massaged my lips while I massaged my asshole with my new gift. Then he put his big hard cock to my face. I locked my hands on the back of the sofa and opened my mouth wide. With his hands on the back of my neck I gave him head. I sucked him and felt him grow even more in my mouth. I opened wide and he fucked my face. When he let go I felt his flow in my mouth and a tingling down south. We spent the next couple hours in bed.
I managed to see him almost everyday that week. It wasn’t necessarily planned that way but it just kept happening. On Monday morning he called me on my cell phone and asked me to meet him in the park at lunchtime. I tried to make an excuse but the kid is persuasive. The park is pretty dead in the winter time so I met him and sure enough no one was around. I hopped into his car and we smoked a joint and I ended up giving him a blowjob. I went back to work with a light buzz, wet panties and the taste of his cum in my mouth.
On Tuesday he called and asked how the butt plug was working out. I told him fine, in fact it was inserted as we spoke. He said perhaps he should come over and do a safety inspection on my new apparatus. I laughed and told him to come on over that night. He did and in no time we were in my bed. I’d no sooner turned down the lights and he was fucking my lights out. Three hours later after he’d pulled his dick out of me for the umpteenth time he gave me a passionate kiss goodnight and rolled me over on my stomach, kissed my ass and screwed the plug back in. “Sleep tight,” he said with a laugh and he left.
Wednesday afternoon I called him for the first time and told him playfully that I was having trouble with my apparatus. I told him he must have screwed it in wrong and asked could he come over that night and do another safety inspection. He said no problem; all I needed was a butt plug-ectomy and a Jack-whack, and not to worry because he made house calls. He asked if seven-thirty was a good time and I said it was. Then that frisky boy gave me what he said was a very important instruction: to leave the backdoor open and wait for him naked in my bed.
That night I was sipping wine in bed, and right on time the backdoor opened and I heard his footsteps in my house. A moment later I heard him running up the stairs, and then he entered the room naked holding a can of whipped cream. He jumped onto the bed and took me in his arms and he kissed me long and soft. He reached his hand to my rump and felt the plug.
“Are you ready for your plug-ectomy, Miss Dani?” he asked.
“Yes, Doc,” I said with a laugh.
“Okay,” he said with a serious tone. “This is a very delicate, three-part procedure and you must cooperate with me while I operate.”
“Is it life-threatening, Doctor?”
“Not if you cooperate,” he said. “First I need to remove the apparatus. Then once it is out I need to do a very close examination to make sure you haven’t lost any feeling in your crave cave. Then I may need to do a deep dark probe with my joystick.”
I giggled and asked, “Is that all?”
“No,” he said. “The third part is a total, complete and comprehensive frontal massage. It could take hours, but if successful you will feel as good as new when I am finished. And don’t worry about the cost, it is all covered by insurance. The only cost to you is a ten blowjob co-pay.”
I laughed and told him I accepted the terms. Then he rolled me onto my belly.
“Uh oh, this could be more serious than I thought,” the doctor said.
He started twisting and turning and pushing and wiggling the plug, grinding it in my ass. It felt good as it massaged my anus. He did this for a minute or two as he grunted in mock effort. Then with one yank he pulled it out and popped his lips loudly at the same time and it sounded like he was uncorking a champagne bottle. I burst out laughing.
‘”No laughing!” he scolded. “This is a delicate surgery.” I felt him spread my ass cheeks wide. “Uh huh,” he said, “Just as I thought. I think I need to medicate the area.”
I squealed like a pig and bucked like a bronc when he shot a cool hard windy stream of whipped cream up my asshole. Then he shot a long line of it along the whole crack of my ass. He spread my cheeks again and started eating.
His tongue felt wonderful, and the feeling of it slipping in and out of my crack with cool warmth made me come onto the blanket under me. I pushed my ass into him as he licked and sucked me clean, then he opened me wide and plunged his tongue into my asshole and licked me out for what seemed like a long time. I was breathing fast and hard with ecstatic bliss.
“Oh, Jack…” I mumbled breathlessly.
A minute later he moved up above me and kissed my ear. I could feel his cock hard against my ass. He whispered, “I think I better do a deep probe, you know, as a precaution.”
I felt the tip of his cock at my opening and leaned into him as he pushed himself in and started fucking me. We fell into it easily, and I felt that big rod slide back and forth inside me as he screwed me slowly and kissed my neck. I was moaning with every one of his kisses and each hypnotic shove. Then I felt his hot discharge, the second milky flow that had been shot into my ass that night. My pussy exploded again as I came onto the bed beneath me.
He rolled me over on my back and said, “Now this is the recovery phase of the procedure. It is very important that you just relax and let me work, and not give me a hard time. That would only slow down your recovery.”
Jack knelt at the foot of the bed and started shaking the can of whipped cream. Then he started spraying the cool white stuff all over my body in generous heaps. He started with my feet and toes, covering them till it looked like I was wearing thick white socks. Then he sprayed streaks up both of my legs and inner thighs and built a huge pile on top of my pussy. Then he covered my stomach and ringed my tits and heaped it on my nipples. He used up pretty much that whole can. He sprayed my shoulders, my neck, my ears; my mouth, my nose, my cheeks, my eyelids and forehead, even my hair. Then that boy put down the can and started to eat.
He took his sweet time eating that sweet stuff off of me. He licked it from my ears and face, kissed it from my mouth and chewed it out of my hair. I was squirming with delight as he ate from my neck and shoulders. He took his time eating my tits and tummy. He skipped over you-know-what and licked and slurped his way down both legs before devouring my creamy feet, savoring each toe one at a time. Then he moved up and took aim on my pussy and muff-dived into my mound of suds.
He ate me ravenously and slipped his tongue inside my sloppy slit. I came in his face and throbbed and my legs gyrated uncontrolled as I screamed and shouted dirty talk.
“Fuck me, Doctor. Fuck my fucking pussy.”
Jack moved on top of me, his face lathered with the cream. “Yes, Miss Dani,” he said somberly, “I believe another deep probe with my joystick is in order.”
“Uh, yes. Fuck me,” I said and grabbed his cock rammed it into my pussy as quick as I could.
As he fucked me we kissed and I sucked the cream off his face. He fucked me slow and easy, just as he had earlier in my ass. I tried to speed him up but he kept it nice and smooth.
“Fuck me hard, Jack,” I said loudly, “Give it to me.”
“This is a slow recovery…”
“Fuck me, Jack,” I hissed, as I rammed my finger into his ass with a jolt. He squeaked loudly and he picked up the pace and started slamming me hard. I grunted with every thrust and squeezed his cock with my cunt as he hammered me, the bedpost banging into the wall over and over. When I came again it was a huge rush and he took that as a cue to pound even harder and I fingered his ass faster and faster. When he came he let out a loud, long high-pitched moan into my mouth and pounded me four or five final times as he shot his seed. When he was done he rolled over onto his back. We said nothing at first.
“Goddamn, boy,” I said. “What you gonna come up with next?” I rolled onto my side and looked at him.
He said, “I’m proud to say the operation was a complete success, Miss Dani. And your recovery is off to an excellent start.”
I smiled and kissed him. “What am I gonna do when you go back to college?”
“I wish I could take you with me. Then you wouldn’t have to hide me anymore.”
I felt sad when he said that and then a thought came to me.
“Jack, when do you have to go back?”
“I have to be back on Sunday night.”
“Why don’t we go away for the weekend? We could go to the beach where nobody knows us.” The town by the ocean was about an hour and a half drive. “Could you do that?”
“Really? Sure, I could do that. I’ll just tell my friend I have to go back a couple days early.”
“Okay, good. I’ll make a couple calls in the morning. Call me in the afternoon and I’ll tell you the plan.”
We started kissing some more and before long our bodies were meshed and I felt his steely baton pressing against the skin of my groin. I broke our kiss and lowered my lips to his waiting stiffness and took it into my mouth, and went to work on the first installment of my co-pay. —
Thursday morning I put a call in to a friend of mine, Joanne. She and her husband are both also in real estate and they own rental properties, one of which was a condo at the beach. They rented it by the week in-season, but in the winter it was usually empty. I thought that would be much more comfortable and private than a hotel.
She said yes, it was available and I was welcome to use it, just stop over after work and pick up the key. When Jack called that afternoon I told him the plan. I would be taking off half a day on Friday and would probably get there around two or two-thirty. I gave him the address and said to come around three o’clock. He said that would be fine and asked me to bring my black pants so he could tear them off of me. I told him I would.
On Friday I left work around noon and headed to the beach. I stopped on the way and picked up some groceries and beer and wine. When I got to the condo it was a little after two. I unloaded the luggage and stored the food and drink. Then I changed clothes and I put on only one piece clothing: a light blue t-shirt dress that only covered my crotch and ass by several inches. Then I inserted my butt plug and I was ready for inspection.
Jack called at a little before three and said he was running a few minutes late, so I poured a glass of wine and sat down on the couch to wait.
It was about 3:30 when Jack rapped on the door. I called for him to come in and I stood up. He entered the door and he looked cute in his baggy jeans and college sweatshirt. He tossed his ratty gym bag on the floor and came to me. We embraced and he kissed me hard and our tongues did their thing as his hands found their way under my dress in back and front.
He stepped back and said, “Damn, you look sexy in that thing! Too bad it won’t be on you for long.” Then he kissed me again and ran his hands under my dress and began to massage my breasts as he dropped to his knees to lick me. I pushed into him and held his blond head in my hands and soon I was all wet.
“Bedroom…” I said.
I led him to the bedroom and as he was whipping off his shirts I was taking off his jeans. His cock was already hard and I kissed it as he stepped out of his pants. I scooted back on the bed and he fell on top of me and instantly he slid his cock into my pussy and his tongue into my mouth. I’d only gone one day without him, but it sure felt good to have him inside me again. I groaned like thunder as he kept striking me with his lightning rod over and over, and I fucked him back with fierce abandon with my dress still on. With each tingly slam of his dick into my pussy the plug twisted and poked as it screwed me in my ass, DPing me toward a savage orgasm. We both came big at about the same time and we both let out animal sounds as we released, hugging and sweating and shaking together. I just laid there in his arms for a few minutes and then I removed my dress.
We spent three hours in bed having our way with one another every which way we could. Then I suggested we take showers and then I would take him out to dinner, and he was up for that. I headed to the bathroom and Jack tried to follow me in but I said, ‘uh uh, no way boy, you take you and your penis into the other bathroom, ‘cause I know if you shower in here with me you’ll just try to stick that thing in me some more and we might never get out the house’.
I dressed in my tight-ass satiny black pants, although I did wear a thong in case somebody stared at my crotch. And I wore the red tube top with red pumps. Jack wore his best pair of jeans—which isn’t saying too much—and a nice tan shirt.
I took him to a nice seafood place right on the bayside of the island overlooking the water. We decided to have some fun because we surely knew an odd couple like us would turn some heads. We played it up so people would know we were a couple, and not some other type of relationship. Jack was great. We ate our dinners and he touched my hand and arm from time to time, putting on a good show. We sat so we had a good view of the room and we saw people stealing glances our way. We joked about what the people were thinking and saying at the other tables.
“That guy over there probably thinks I’m a hooker you picked up on the boardwalk,” I said.
“That guy by the doorway wishes he was sitting here in my seat,” Jack said.
“Look at that woman over there,” I whispered, “She’s disgusted and jealous at the same time.”
We went on like that throughout the meal and had a great time. Then we went out to a bar that was known as a meat market and decided to have some fun. I went in first by myself, taking my time so folks would notice, and then took a seat at one end of the bar and ordered a drink. It was off-season, but it was a Friday and there was a decent crowd but not uncomfortably packed like it would be in the summer. A couple minutes later Jack entered and went to the other end of the bar. Before long a guy hit on me, a nice looking guy about my age. I gave him the brush but he hung around. Soon another guy did the same and tried to make small talk and offered to buy me a drink but I said thank you, but no. Another guy a couple seats down was watching and listening to all of it jealously, but he didn’t have the balls to do anything. When my drink was almost gone the bartender put another one in front of me and said, “This is courtesy of the man at the end of the bar,” pointing in Jack’s direction.
I turned and said a little louder than necessary, “Who bought me a drink?” and my body language changed in a heartbeat. I looked down the other end, and so did most everyone else at the bar, and there was Jack staring at me and holding up his drink. I mouthed the words ‘thank you’, and a moment later waved him over.
With everyone watching Jack walked up to me and I said, “Thank you, Handsome,” and I kissed him on the cheek. Then we introduced ourselves and drank our drinks and chatted and touched each other throughout our performance. Then I paid my check and we left together, my hand on his arm, barely able to keep a straight face as the green-eyed guys stared at my crack from behind.
Outside we burst into laughter and he kissed me. We decided that had been so much fun we’d do it again. We found another singles bar but reversed our roles. I made sure the guys noticed me and sat at the bar. I ordered a glass of wine and waited while some guys started to hit on me, then I sent Jack a drink, and I picked him up. Once again we put on a good show and again left the room with all eyes upon us.
We got back to the condo around 11:30 and Jack got his wish and peeled off my pants. He pulled off my top and threw it across the room, then threw me onto the bed. He munched my thong until it was soaked with my juice then took it off and threw it aside, and we proceeded to fuck and suck for the next three hours before falling off to sleep.
In the morning I left Jack a note and went out jogging. When I got back and walked in the door he was standing there naked and walked over and kissed me. I put my arms around him and tasted his toothpasty mouth and then I felt him pulling down my sweat pants. He knelt and ate my hot sweaty snatch. I soaked his face and then he laid me down and fucked me on the living room floor.
I walked out of the shower still damp and Jack was lying on the bed with an erection he had evidently just prepared for me. I knew by now I was addicted to that titanic tool and I climbed on the bed and went down on him. I sucked him slow and easy for a while and he squeezed my ass. I then stopped and sat up.
“What?” he asked.
“Masturbate for me,” I said.
“Go ahead. You started when I was in the shower, so finish.”
“I just did that to get ready for you.”
“It’s okay. I want to watch you. Show me how you jack off, Jack.”
He started stroking his stiff staff and talking to himself. “The easiest way to get off is to think of Miss Dani, and how I wanted to fuck her ever since I was thirteen. I think of that pretty face between my legs and running my hands through her hair and the way she sucks me and I see my cock slipping in and out of her mouth and her lipstick on my cock.” He stroked faster. “I think about licking her sweet pussy and feeling her cum on my face and ramming my cock into her over and over until she squeals with delight and I come and…” He then groaned loudly and yanked harder still and then shot his jizz all over himself.
When he stopped shaking I sucked up his cum off his stomach and chest and kissed him. “Damn boy, that was hot.”
“Now you,” he said.
“It doesn’t take much to get me off these days, Jack,” I said, grabbing his dick. “All I gotta do is think about this damn thing!”
“Go ahead. Show me.”
I went to work. I dipped my fingers into my dewy cunt and started rubbing my clit. “Hard to believe that when I first saw you again on New Year’s Eve you’d end sticking your dick into me for the next ten days, that skinny boy from the neighborhood! I remember the first time I pulled down your pants and that monster popped out.” I kept rubbing myself, a little faster now. “I just wanted that whole fuckin’ thing in my mouth, I wanted you to ram it in me hard. I wanted to taste your cum and fuck you with my wet pussy.” I was breathing heavy and got on my knees on the bed, rubbing myself harder. “When I felt your tasty tongue in my ass for the first time it didn’t take no time at all and I started to come and…” I then squirted a forceful steady stream of my bubbly brew all over Jack, the bed, the floor and the lower part of the wall.
We never even got dressed; we just stayed in bed and fucked all day. I did throw on the t-shirt dress when we had a pizza delivered for dinner but that was it. We both felt a wave of passion and we rode it. We fucked and talked and sucked and talked and screwed and talked and made love and talked some more. I took it up the ass twice and Jack got the dildo up his ass too. We drank beer and ate pizza in bed and then fucked some more. Our jaws ached from sucking and licking and we were both sore from all of our various penetrations. We both stunk with funk when we finally fell asleep.
We woke up around nine the next morning. Jack had a long drive to school from the beach and had to leave around two o’clock. We skipped breakfast and made love all morning. It was all very slow and gentle. I relished the time I took when I sucked him, kissing his balls at a snail’s pace and kissing his cock one square inch at a time. He fucked me slow too, and as he did I hugged him from within. We both took our time saying a long goodbye.
At a little before noon we took our showers and went to brunch and it was a solemn time. We’d come to the end and had no idea when or if we’d see each other again. We’d had a wonderful time but knew there’d be no future to it.
We got back to the condo and Jack gathered up and packed his things as I watched. Then we walked to the door.
“Jack, will you do me a favor?” I asked.
“Of course,” he said.
“I want you to do one thing for me before you go,” I said. I’m going to kiss you goodbye now. Then I’m going to drop my skirt and lean on the back of that sofa and I want you to fuck me from behind in my pussy and my ass as hard as you can. Then when you come just button yourself up and walk out the door. I don’t want to see you leave.”
Then I kissed him. Long, hard and deep with my arms bundled around him as tight as I could, his hands latched to my locks. Then I turned around and walked to the sofa and stepped out of my skirt and panties. I gripped the back of the sofa.
“Dani, are you sure you…”
“Yes, Jack. Believe me, I’m sure.”
I heard his zipper go down and the rustling of clothing. I felt his hand move between my legs and his fingers slip into my pussy and he stroked me for a bit until I was good and wet. Then he entered me and started pumping me slowly and we moved in unison.
“Harder, Jack. Fuck me hard. I want to feel it for a week.”
He started banging me harder and harder as he flung his body at mine. I gripped the back of the sofa as tight as I could, my body jerking each time he pounded me, and soon I gushed, spraying on the floor. He pulled out and kneeled down and then his tongue licked my rim and then it went into my asshole. His hand went to my pussy and three or four fingers sopped up some of my juice and then were gone. A moment later he did it again. Then his tongue left my ass and a couple slick fingers went in. I soon felt the tip of that beautiful cock at my ass rim and he pushed himself in. I closed my eyes and savored the fat full feeling for what I knew would be the last time. Then he started fucking me. He eased himself in deep with five or six swings, and then the Jack-hammering began. My knees banged the back of the sofa as he pelted my ass with a violent groaning strength and I held on for dear life so I didn’t go flying over the couch.
When I felt the final flux of his college boy sperm enter me I came again with a cool shiver. Jack kept fucking me for another minute or so, spreading his warm cum around. When he took that cock out of me his cum seeped out and down my leg.
I heard him pull on his pants and zip up. I heard the door open and then Jack said, “Thank you for everything, it was great being with you. Goodbye Dani.” Then I heard the door latch shut.
“Bye, Jack,” I whispered to myself.
I wandered to the bedroom, wet with the mix of our cum. I noticed there were three joints on the dresser next to my cell phone, a final gift from Jack. I took a nap and when I awoke I cleaned up the place, packed by bag and left for home. —
That evening I was a bit tired and took some wine, a joint and a pencil and paper into my bedroom and got into bed. As I sipped the wine and smoked the pot I made a list of my days with Jack, and just for fun I added up all of the sex we had, day by day. I had never fucked so much in my life and I was curious. I was amazed at the numbers. Over eleven days I sucked Jack’s cock 27 times. Jack ate my pussy 24 times, and he fucked my pussy 25 times. He fucked me in the ass 19 times, and I fucked his ass with the dildo five times. I couldn’t even count all the other things we did to each other with our lips and tongues and fingers.
I took my vibrator out of the drawer on the nightstand and turned it on and started massaging myself. I thought about Jack and imagined his head between my legs. As I buzzed my clit I thought about how I would rub my hands through his thick blond hair while he was down there, the same way I had with his mother years ago.
I pushed the vibrator into my pussy and closed my eyes, pretending it was Jack. I fucked myself with a steady cadence wishing it were Jack. I tried to feel him, I tried to smell him, and I tried to taste him. I thought about all the times I had wrapped my long bronze legs around his trim light body and loved him.
I increased the speed of my pulsating counterfeit Jack, and I thought about how pitiful I was. A horny, 44-year old black woman lying in her bed masturbating, craving the cock of a 21-year old white boy. I soon reached my climax, and shot my cum all over my legs and bed. I put the vibrator on the table, turned out the light and fell fast asleep.
Many surprises in store.Betrayal, a word you never think of ’til it happens to you. The dictionary defines it as the action of betraying one’s country, a group, or a person; treachery.
Treachery, yeah that’s more of what I feel it is. As I said, no one really thinks of it ’til it happens to you.
Ok, to get everyone up to date, I am John Trumbel, six-foot, athletic build, chiseled chin. Sounds good to me right? If you ask my supposed loyal wife nothing could be further from the truth. In her words, I was boring, especially in bed.
I’m sorry I wasn’t raised by prostitutes, trained in every nuance of lovemaking. Ok, ok, so I’m not the most romantic, passionate man alive. I do care, again my wife, says I am so far from a romantic I am just plain pitiful.
I mean come on, I work my ass off to make sure we can live a good life. At the end of the day love, beyond a kiss and a hug, goes past my endurance. I even started at the gym to try and build that up, no dice.
So here I am coming home early from the gym feeling somewhat down. I figured I’d surprise her, that was ’til I walked in the front door to the sound of passionate moaning. I followed the sound thinking it wasn’t who or what I thought it was.
If there was something going on I wanted to have proof before I started accusing. Peeking around the corner into our bedroom, I was shocked to see not only my wife but her sister also.
Both were naked on top of each other rubbing their vaginas together at a furious pace. I wanted to step into the room, though the shock was keeping me stock still.
I know that when we met, my wife was slightly bi-sexual, mistakenly I thought that after she met me that ended. Hell, I couldn’t have been more wrong.
My wife is damn gorgeous though her younger sister was in a league above her. All I could do was stare at the sheer beauty of both women pleasuring each other.
I swear I could have watched them for hours, then the anger started to set in. How dare that bitch betray me like this! (yeah I know there’s that word) That’s when I heard my wife state, “Oh god Terri! So good, a hell of a lot better than John has ever been.”
I tensed up, that sounded like she was ready to bow out of our marriage. As I clenched my hands into fists I still resisted the urge to barge in possibly strangling the both of them. No, I needed to think this through before I did something completely stupid. Then again after what I just saw I was feeling stupid already.
My beautiful blond wife, plus her more-than-equally beautiful sister. Rolling around on our bed tasting each other to their mutual pleasure. To see them without knowing, you might swear that they were almost twins. I myself had mistaken my sister in law Terri, for my wife Kim on numerous times from the back.
Then there was the fact that, before I had fallen for my wife, I had lusted after her sister hard. Unfortunately, she had been married at the time, though at the time I hadn’t known that her mate was as sick as he was.
That was several years ago, with his passing over two years ago, I had watched her withdraw. Her once bubbly, cheerful personality had recessed to the point that she seemed a completely different person.
Shit ok, now I was torn, on the one hand, my bitch wife was betraying me. (Yeah I know THAT word again) Then there was my sister in law, who was showing more emotion than she had in the last few years.
There had to be something I could do, some way that I could make my bitch of a wife pay for this. Here I thought that both of us were happy, well as happy as we could be. I worked like a dog for her, why in the hell had she turned on me?
As I thought back over the last few years there had to be signs. Was I just too stupid, too much of a guy to have noticed? As I parked a few blocks away I let the extreme anger that I was feeling slowly fade away to a dull throb.
Finally calm, I sat back going over everything I could. When had things started to change? We’d only been married a few years, it wasn’t like we were an old static, married couple.
Then like a door opening I had an epiphany. It was when her brother in law had passed. To the day, I could see when she and her sister grew closer than they ever had.
I shook my head, a little over two years ago. Then her sister had finally sold her home, asking first, then moving in with us. We had a rather large home, thinking that we would start having children soon. I laughed out loud at this, not very fucking likely now.
Now I had to question, like I felt most guys in my position might, did she really love me? Had she really been sincere back then? Had she really been faithful, I know I sure as hell had?
Finally, the tears started to fall as the full effect of what all this meant hit home. I would be a loser, no wife, no love, no one to want me nor be there waiting for me when I got home.
No damnit! I wasn’t going to go down like this, nor was I going to allow her to get away with this. No, I needed a plan, a truly nasty, foul, as backstabbing as she had me, plan.
An almost evil smile lit up my face as I thought, I need to take her sister away from her. I needed to leave her without a lover as I now felt that I was.
As I thought about it, I remember the last two years that Terri had shown interest in me. Could I turn that to my advantage? Another smile came to my lips as I thought of Terri under me begging me to take her.
I wasn’t that big after all ’bout eight inches, though my girth was the thing that I thought kept my wife interested. The first time we had sex, I thought I had hurt her after I was in all the way.
Her gasps of pleasure after she adjusted to my size were what threw me off. I hadn’t moved thinking she would have screamed bloody murder. After a few minutes, she took a deep breath then started to pump herself faster and faster on me.
I had to admit, the orgasm she had was the loudest I had ever witnessed from a woman.
So you see I wasn’t boring, I was I guess you’d say, a nice guy. I care about my partner, I care how they feel. Hell, I thought for the longest time that I’d never find a woman that could take me.
Here I thought I had found the perfect woman for me. I looked at my watch, I had to return soon, or she’d start calling worried about me. HA! As if she was real about that. I ought to let her stew, no, I needed to be normal ’til I got this going.
Sure enough half an hour later my cell was going off playing the ringtone I placed for her calls.
“Are you alright?” I heard her voice on the other end. No hint of guilt, god what a superb actress she was turning into.
I took a deep breath I had to calm again before I spill the beans. “Yeah,” I replied. “Just had to stop on the way home, think I got a cramp. I might have overdone it a bit.”
“Oh hon,” I heard her honey-sweet voice. “Please be careful, take your time coming home, then I can put some muscle rub on you.” Damn it! She was damn good at this, just an hour before she had had her face planted between her sister’s legs. Now she was talking as if she hadn’t knifed me through the back and heart. Yeah, I had to make this bitch pay.
“I will be home as soon as I can,” I replied to her. God, I felt like retching at the complete lack of regard she obviously had for me or our marriage.
When I finally got home well over half an hour later she was at the door waiting on me. A look of great concern on her face as I falsely limped into the house.
I sat with a heavy thud in my favorite chair. She ran to get the rub then returned to start stripping me out of my clothes.
As I expected my cock rose to the occasion, the bastard, traitor. Her breathing heavy, she tried to put the rub on the spot on my leg that I told her as softly as she could. Actually, it had been hurting though not as bad as I put on.
I heaved a great sigh as I felt the heat start to work in, Kim returned a few moments later. Damn my traitorous cock was at full mast as she had removed all but her panties and bra.
“You look like you need some relief. Have you been like this since I talked to you?” She said looking at me, then my crotch. When I only nodded she pulled my hardness out of my jockey shorts, then proceeded to swallow me whole.
Shit! It was rare that she did this with one motion, she usually took it slow let alone at all. Was it guilt she might be feeling for what she’d done? I wasn’t sure, neither was I if she were going to ask for a divorce in the next hour or so. I guess I’d have to go with the flow seeing if I could get my plan in action before that happened.
Again, my traitorous cock started throbbing, her ministrations were starting to bring me closer. With a cry, I erupted in her mouth as she swallowed me again all the way to my balls. To my surprise, she swallowed everything I gave her. This was something else that she had never done.
I did my best not to look at her suspiciously, something else was going on. Something else besides the erotic sex with her sister.
I had noticed that most of the way through my wife’s deep throating, her sister had appeared in the hallway. At first I thought she was going to yell out, no, she just stood there staring at my cock as it slid in and out of my wife’s mouth. As I was unloading down Kim’s throat I thought I saw Terri smile then retreat back down the hall.
Shit I thought, I hope this didn’t dredge up painful memories for her. I also hoped that it didn’t make her retreat further from the world either.
I needed to speak to her, I needed to get closer to her if I was going to make this plan work. Yes, I thought, I needed to get real fucking close as possible.
After all, I was a good guy, I really don’t like to cause pain if it was at all possible. Then again, in this case, I was sure that it was my wife that had lured her sister into our bed.
I sat there feeling the heat sooth my leg. What seemed like only a few minutes later I snapped my eyes open. I was still in the living room, still in my jockeys though I was covered with a blanket.
The thing though, was what had awoken me. I was feeling a moist heat around just my Glans. I thought it was Kim though as I remembered she never did this twice in a day. Lifting up the edge of the blanket I looked at the head that was hovering over my organ.
In the low light, I thought it was Kim when she felt me move she looked up into my eyes. You can imagine my shock when I found myself staring into Terri’s eyes. Eyes that were full of lust as she proceeded to take me all the way to my scrotum.
With a groan, she withdrew, “I hope you don’t mind. I saw the two of you earlier, I had to have some of this. Besides I’m sure Kim won’t mind, we have always shared.”
In shock, I was unable to speak as she again took all of me with a fluid, smoothness of a practiced pro. Hell, she hardly came off me as she started to move the muscles in her throat.
Within minutes I was blasting another load as deep down her throat as she could get me. Finally pulling herself off me, she smiled then proceeded to lick me clean.
Still in shock, when she stood, placing me back in my jockeys, I tried to protest. “I…” I started.
Placing a finger on my lips she shushed me. “As I said, it is alright. Kim and I have always shared, that was ’til she and I got married. It’s been a long time John, don’t fuck this up.”
She then arose leaving the room so fast that, I almost thought it had been a dream. Then what she had said hit me like a ton of bricks. Don’t fuck it up? I… wait, she was the vital part of my plan and I was against what she had just done? I think my brain was addled.
Ok, things were starting to get weird as hell in a hurry. I caught my wife with not just another, that being a woman, also her sister. I had that same sister come onto and suck me off. Something was off here though, I wasn’t sure.
The next day I awoke still in the chair though I was stiff as hell. A moment later my wife came out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee. Ha, ever the supposed dutiful wife. Barely able to move I mumbled a thank you as I accepted the cup.
My mind was a whirl with everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours. Finishing my cup, I stood up to the complaining of my back. That and a few pops from my joints, let me know I shouldn’t do that again.
Walking to the door I went out to my car to get my laptop. That was the main reason I had come home early yesterday. I had finally convinced my boss that I would be far more valuable at home sending in the reports that I sat all day in the office doing.
I only had to actually go in one day a week and that was only for two or three hours. I had thought that this news would give me and Kim a good reason to celebrate. Shaking my head, I thought fat chance of that.
Then the thought occurred to me that it would also limit how much my bitch wife could do here at the house. Yes, I thought, a smile coming to my lips, I could really use this to my advantage.
Laying my laptop on my desk, I thought better, then hid it. No sense in her thinking I would be home as much as I could. Getting dressed after a quick shower, I bit back the bile as I kissed her goodbye.
I only went a mile or two from the house hiding near a park. I pulled my back up laptop out, I typed in the security access to our home’s security then accessed the remote viewing I then sat back to watch.
Both sisters were in the kitchen eating, “strange, I know what you mean.” Kim was saying. Damn, it seemed that I had caught the tail end of something. “Did John seem standoffish to you this morning?”
“Yeah,” Terri responded. “You think it’s because he slept in the chair? He seemed rather stiff this morning.”
“He was last night also,” Kim stated as both women giggled a bit. “I just hope this plan works. I can’t wait for all this to be over. I just hope that John isn’t as pissed as I think he will be. When this is finally over you and I can be free to share like we used to”
“Don’t worry Kim, he’s like most men. Too concerned with things outside of home to notice what’s going on there. Hell, I doubt he even gave too much thought to that masterful blowjob you gave him last night. I have to say, it was better than any I remember you giving before you met him.” Terri replied. “I know he was definitely distracted when he left this morning.”
“Well, that’s all thanks to you, without you helping me practice I’d never been able to get past my gag reflex. What say we get an early start?” Kim told her sister toying with the buttons on her blouse.
“Yeah, I think that’s a damn fine idea,” Terri said as she started to shed her shirt and pants.
“The bedroom!” Kim shouted as they both ran while undressing to the bedroom.
I growled as I almost punched the screen of my laptop. Shaking my head, the tears started anew as I shut it down, popping the CD-ROM out. Now I had the evidence I just needed to end this.
As I sat there I knew there was one more thing I needed to do. I had to seduce my sister in law, make her leave her sister though, after what I had heard I wasn’t sure that, that was even possible.
Perhaps I thought, I could make Terri fall for me then, leave the both of them? Again, that was no good, they had each other. Why would they give a shit about the supposed unsatisfying husband of Kim?
No, I just needed to leave, leave them to their own devices. It was obvious that they wanted me out of the way, so be it. I would load up what I could tonight, the rest she could have.
We had a cabin miles out in the wilderness, halfway up a mountain, perfect place to go, to think of what my next move was. Also, to keep away from people, being branded a loser was hard enough when you have time to prepare. That’s what I needed to do, prepare. As I saw it, all hell was going to break loose, for them I thought with a smile.
I had time to go there with supplies and still make it back before they started to miss me. I drove to the market buying all I could for an extended stay out there. I also got several ten-gallon gas canisters for the generator that would be a lifesaver.
Loaded up, I saw I was starting to run low on time. I made damn good time there, then was hurrying home. I looked at my watch as I pulled into my neighborhood. Ah! Right on time as I usually did.
Thank god I had called work to let them know that I wouldn’t be home today. No sense in either woman knowing that I had been out preparing to disappear. Tomorrow would be a good day to go as the snow would start soon, then I really would be isolated.
Not that it really mattered, as far as I was concerned, we were already divorced and she and her sister could be as free as the two bitches wanted to be.
I stretched I got out, I saw that the both of them were waiting for me. Well I thought, isn’t that fucking sweet, as if. They both appeared to be happy to see me, yeah right, I knew better.
I went into our bedroom taking a shower. Then I packed as many clothes as I could. I slipped the bag out to the car as quietly as I could, this along with my primary laptop.
Coming in, I sat at the dining room table to eat with them. For the first time that I could remember, Terri was far more animated than I had seen her since her husband had died.
I went to the living room, sitting in my favorite chair for what I felt was the last time. Damn I thought, I was going to miss this chair. I promptly fell asleep more tired from all I did today than I thought.
Once again I was awakened by a warm, wet sensation gripping my cock. This time though, I was startled to see Terri lowering herself on me. As I watched she had to wiggle from time to time to get more of me in her.
“Oh my god! This club of yours is massive. No wonder Kim is always smiling.” I heard Terri whisper with an occasional grunt as more found its way inside her. “Damn it! I could die happy with this.”
It took all I could not to laugh at her. She and her bitch sister would be happy enough soon. Only a few more hours than I wouldn’t darken their door nor disturb them again. Oh, I’m sure Kim would be the sorrowful, tearful wife.
“Oh good, you’re awake. Now I can really enjoy this club of love.” It was at that moment that I felt the last of me slide home inside her. “God damn! I have never felt so damn full. Give me a moment, then I’m going to ride you into oblivion!”
She sat there, her thighs resting on mine. She was by far the tightest that I had ever felt. Hell, even tighter than my bitch of a wife when we first met, that’s alright I thought, soon very soon they wouldn’t have to deal with me again.
Finally, I felt her tentatively start to move up, then back down ever so slowly. Ten minutes later, she was finally starting to thrust normally. Anther ten she seemed to be taking me as hard as she could.
Smiling I flipped her over pinning her to the chair. “You wanted it? Here it comes.” I whispered harshly in her ear.
I then started to thrust into her with authority. I had to actually cover her mouth as I started to plunge harder and harder. I could see her eyes open wide as I filled her completely. Finally, I actually had to kiss her as I blew a huge release deep in her, causing her to scream into my mouth.
Yeah, I thought bitch, enjoy it, there wouldn’t be any more that was for sure. Eventually, not long afterward our breathing slowed. Climbing off me a little wobbly, she held onto the arm of the chair.
“I have to say that, that was the most intense sex I have ever had. Thank you for not fucking it up, just me.” Kissing me she slowly made her way down the hall to her room.
I just shook my head, had it just been her I might have let it go. No, I found out it was both of them, plus they were working together, to what end I didn’t know. I damn sure wasn’t going to stick around to find out either.
The next day I remained as normal as I could, I had a few things set up for the remote after I was gone. As I headed out I kissed my wife for what I knew in my heart was the last time. It took all I had not to lash out or just plain scream, no I was calm as I left.
I called work as I drove on through the city out the other side. Finally, I was into the woods starting to climb slightly. I only had, maybe twenty more miles to go as I watched the towers of the city disappear. I kept climbing ’til I got to the gate blocking the road to the cabin. Moving through I closed it then started putting whatever I could find to block the gate from sight.
It was well over half an hour later when I finished, I was satisfied as I got back in the car. For the first time, I could feel the temperature was starting to fall, good then the snow was on the way. Hopefully, there would be enough to cover my tracks among other things.
I had my phone charging the whole way I would need it when I told both of them goodbye, then I would set off the things I had set up with the remote. I just hoped they had a good laugh on my account, at least I wouldn’t be there for that humiliation.
Finally over an hour later after I left, I was pulling up to the cabin. Thank god I had had the carport put in. I might need the car after a month or so to get the hell out of here.
Thankfully, I had also managed to get three solar panels up here. Not a lot of electricity, though enough to run the radio, charge my laptop, maybe my phone though I wasn’t really in need of it that much.
I unloaded the last of my stuff, then I went in to set up. It was several hours later after I had everything where I wanted it, I had managed to get some of the work I had let go the last few days.
I turned on the lights as it started to get dark. Sure, enough like clockwork my cell started to go off. I looked at the caller then shut my phone off, removing the battery so they couldn’t trace the phone with GPS.
I figured that Kim wouldn’t call the police at least ’til morning. Not long after she did, I would use the remote for the last time, then I was done.
I slept that night more comfortable than I had for quite some time. I awoke to my computer dinging with an incoming message. Shit, I forgot that she might have access to that. Looking at who it was I breathed a sigh of relief.
“John? You ok? I got a panicked call from your wife saying that you didn’t come home.” The message was from my boss Larry.
I typed back, yeah I am fine though I can’t say the same about my marriage. I won’t go into details suffice it to say I left that situation. I’ll get the work to you don’t worry.” With that, I shut down afraid they might try to GPS on it also.
I stared at the time, another day, then I would send out the remote and the final message along with a few surprises. I imagine both of them would be throwing a quiet party as soon as the divorce was final.
As soon as she had that, I was sure she would laugh in my face, call me a coward or something like that. I was past caring now as I felt she and her sister were also.
I pulled out my backup laptop as I started in on another day of work. I was moving a pretty fast clip when I got a pinging from my monitor I had set up for any mention of my name.
Sure enough, the police band starts to utter a message. “All units, all units, be advised we have a missing person. Adam 2 is 10-76 to location to gather more 10-43. Subject is a male, six feet, slight athletic build. Hair, light brown. Last seen this time yesterday morning, departing for work. Please be advised subject was driving a year-old Audi A4.”
Well, I thought, someone obviously thought I was more muscled than I thought I was. A small smile came to me, I thought it damn sure wasn’t Kim that was for sure.
I looked at my watch, I nodded as I connected my now reinstalled battery phone, to my also energized main laptop. Getting set up, I opened up the security to the house. Ah! I thought as I saw my supposed red-eyed wife and her sister.
As I looked closer I saw that the police were there, perfect. Setting off a few alarms I watched as they all moved to my study, well old study. Pressing a few buttons, I sat back to watch the show. A show was what I felt it would be, Kim and her sister were the perfect little bitch actresses.
“So, I see that you actually noticed that I was missing. I left this for the both of you. You both obviously forgot that I am as tech-savvy as I am. I saw both of you, I know. Rather than face ridicule and shame I just left.” (it was at this point I heard one of them mournfully howl) I am sure that you will be happy together, especially now that I am gone. Enjoy each other, neither of you will see me again” I then heard the click as the disc stopped.
I was going to watch a little more, though I felt that I should disconnect before they found me. That is if the officer’s there thought I was using a remote, a moment later I got my answer as I got a ping trace.
I shut everything down breathing a sigh of relief. I might want to think about fleeing. Racing to the door I was surprised to see that there were several feet of snow on the ground. Well, I wasn’t going anywhere for a bit.
I smiled I went back in, I wasn’t going anywhere soon and not many were going to come here. It would take some serious snow gear plus a sturdy vehicle to get to me now. Sitting back down I pulled out the back up going back to work.
That seemed to be my day for the next few days, get up, eat, then work. Though that all changed on the fourth day after I left the message.
I had gone out to the carport to make sure the car was still operating. When I stepped out toward the cabin I failed to notice that it was almost deathly quiet out. Shaking off the snow that had accumulated on me I stepped in.
I pulled up short when I saw the blonde head of hair in the main chair in the front room. Son of a bitch I thought as I started to turn. The next thing I knew I was falling to the floor with a pain on the side of my head. Then everything went black.
I woke up what had to be a few hours later, I could tell. The sun was casting shadows on the opposite side of the cabin through the windows. The second thing I noticed was that I was tied spread eagle to the bed, stark naked!.
Shit I thought, I am so fucked, I let whoever this was, get the damn drop on me. Looking around the room, caused me to groan slightly from the small lump I had on my head.
“Good ’bout time you woke up.” I heard a female voice that made my blood freeze. Shit! Here I thought she had forgotten about this place.
“I told him not to hit John too hard.” I heard the voice of Terri. I swallowed hard, I was a dead man now. Both of them would probably kill me slowly, taking great pleasure from it.
“I am sorry that it came to this John,” Kim stated as she moved into my line of view. “God what you must be thinking about me and Terri. Let me see if I can guess, you think I love Terri and have no love for you. You think I and my sister are deceitful bitches, willing to do anything to be rid of you.”
When I didn’t say anything only sighing, Kim sadly smiled. “He really thinks that lowly of us?” I heard Terri say disbelievingly out of sight. Damn my head felt over twice the size it normally was, plus the throbbing wasn’t helping.
“You think all I want is a divorce from you, to cast you aside more of a thing of ridicule than a man.” Kim took a deep sigh when she saw that I wasn’t disagreeing with her. “Talk to me John, we’ve always the best when we talk and work together.
I wasn’t sure I could say anything with the deep despair I was feeling. Pushing as hard as I could, I finally got out the words. “Look I know you don’t want to have a fucking thing to do with me. You probably have several guys waiting to kill me when you are through torturing me. Just fucking kill me, get it over with I am nothing to the both of you after all.”
Terri moved into my sight her mouth open in disbelief. Kim could only shake her head even sadder.
Kim held up her hand as Terri was about to launch into an obvious tirade. “What you recorded, what you left for, was me wanting my training to be over. John, I love you more than I can ever say. I wanted to be a better lover for you.”
“She asked me years ago to help her, though I was still too upset about my husband, I have been trying. These last two years have helped me as much as they have her. It took a long time get Kim where she is, to get me more back to normal.” This last Terri stated with her head low. “By the way John, you have been so kind and loving, I found that I was falling in love with you.”
My apparent shock made Terri smile then blush. “I didn’t know,” I stated.
“I know John, believe me, I was just as shocked though,” Here Kim moved over to Terri. “I can see why she is.” With a wide smile Kim pushed Terri to the bed. “You’re tied up not to kill you, just to keep you here so you wouldn’t run again. Now then,” Kim continued as she first took all of Terri’s clothes off, then her own.
My traitorous cock was instantly starting to harden. Then again, faced with both gorgeous beautiful sisters as I was who wouldn’t grow hard as steel?
Terri’s blush seemed to grow darker as she pulled back. “I can’t Kim, there’s too much light.”
“Dear sister, as I have found out about John? If he didn’t think you were gorgeous naked?” Here Kim looked at my flagpole waving. “There would be no way he could be that hard that fast. I know, I tried it once while we were dating. She was extremely unattractive, trust me, he absolutely adores what he is seeing.”
A now less shy Terri looked at Kim surprise on her face, then she smiled slyly as she eyed my cock.
“Well sister, in that case. I think that both of us, have quite a bit of making up to do with John. Let’s keep him tied, for now, I think it will go far better don’t you?” Terri stated a look of pure lust starting to grow in her eyes.
I looked at Kim, seeing almost the exact look of lust in her eyes. “Yes, I think that is a superb idea.” She said as she kissed her sister.
A sly smile crossed my lips as I thought, damn, they may kill me after all.
After playing cat and mouse with my boss he finally lets me suck him off‘If you are in my shop by the time I get back, I’ll let you suck my dick,’ The head mechanic, a tall bearded intense blue eyed man in his early 30s, father of four boys and been with the same woman 16 years rough told me.
He has been my personal sexual game of cat and mouse for over a year. His favorite thing is to make me blush and see how far he can push me. We have had a few close calls over the last year.
I’m not saint with him ether. Being a very curvy blonde and wearing tight, low cut shirts and bending over when ever I know he is watching has been very affective. Even flashed him once to show him my nipple piercings.
We both work for a small trucking company and he has big say in most operations. I’m the only female and at 26. I have gotten used to dealing with flirty married men. It’s normally not a big deal but he is my favorite. Ever since we saw each other it has been electric but I never got extra treatment enough for anyone to say he treats me differently. I work hard for everything I got and even ran in some of the worst trucks the fleet has. Yet I put up with cuz I trust him. We trust each other deeply as friends but I respect him as a boss.
Now this teasing happening all the time. He loves to tease me around other people and rumors have been going around for awhile that we are fucking. Yet we are careful never touch. I don’t think our control can stand that.
I roll my eyes at his back, ‘you locked the doors.’ he kept walking away to the other side of the yard to return a part to a different truck. Giving me a few minutes to think.
No one was there. I had seen the gps of all trucks on a tv screen earlier, no one would show up.
Did he actually mean it? This isn’t the first time he has said that. Think it’s actually the fourth but I have always laughed at him. Our reasoning was we wouldn’t know what to do with each other.
Shit I needed fluids for the truck. He had forgotten to give them to me. Easily I could push it off till the next morning but I wanted to still be near him.
I watched his dark form walk back to the shop unlock the door, look in my truck direction and left the door open. Shit I have to get fluids.
Quickly I climbed out and and walked inside.
‘Hey I need to get the fluids,’ I called out to him. That dirty smile played around his mouth, ‘really? What else do you need?’
‘Washer, oil and coolant.’
‘Don’t have oil.’
He moved to the 50 gallon barrels holding the washer fluids and started to pump it.
‘Did you run out?’
‘On this one but the other one is full.’
‘I bet it’s bursting,’ I meant him dead in the eyes.
‘You have no idea.’
A shiver went up my back as he started to pull on the screw top lid.
‘Is it to tight?’
He smiled again that wicked smile making my panties drip, ‘just have to work it with the right tool.’
Blushing horribly I grabbed a bottle of coolant as he filled up one bottle. I handed him an other empty one.
‘You want two?’
‘Yeah might as well and I promise to return the empty bottles.’
He shrugged, ‘I trust you.’
Second bottle almost filled. Pulling the hose out some spilts don the floor.
‘Are you try to splash me?’
He eyed me, ‘if you would have closed the door I would be covering you right now.’
I snorted, ‘I actually tried to close it but I must not have closed.’
He knows I’m lying but that’s not the game.
‘Go close it now.’
My feet wouldn’t move. My heart was beat so damn fast my head was spinning.
‘You close it.’
‘If you want this then you close it.’
‘I double dog dare you to close the door.’ I didn’t think I could have moved right now. My whole body was humming and a very bright blush sat on my checks.
He did a deep man sigh, ‘you have till I close this door to change your mind. Then I’m going to sit down and you are going to be on your knees sucking my cock.’
What? Change my mind? Fuck I really should just leave but I really didn’t want to. I want this man so badly it drives me crazy. I needed him to touch me and to feel him.
The door shut with a loud metal clap that made me jump alittle. I reminded myself to breath. It’s just a game that has never crossed the line before.
He sat down and lit up a smoke. The desk is his space and a big deal was made about it cuz drivers kept going behind his desk. We were all told to never cross the line into his space.
I stood on the edge right in between his knees. We stared at each other.
‘I’m going to finish this cigarette and if nothing happens I’m leaving,’ he set the time limit.
‘You always said if we crossed into your space we would get yelled at.’ Puff of smoke left his lips, he nodded.
My whole body was still humming like I have a vibrator sitting on my clit. Last time we got this close we were interrupted. I stepped forward firmly in between his legs.
‘Is this close enough?’ He didn’t say anything just breathe in an other puff watching me.
I stepped back, ‘you never said I could’
He nodded again, ‘this one time you can.’
I stepped back, feeling the heat from his legs. Feeling bold I raised the stakes. I lend forward putting both hands on ether arm rests. My big DDD breast inches from his face.
‘Is this close enough?’
One last puff of the smoke and he set it down, ‘for now.’
We stayed like this watching each other faces.
‘Are you going to ruin my family or my job?’ The seriousness situation had stopped us before. We were both in have so much to lose, him more than me.
I shook my head, ‘no. Are you going to cost me mine?’ He shook his head no. Holding out my pinky, ‘pinky promise?’ He grabbed it in his large grease covered pinky and I was done. I didn’t want to play anymore.
‘Do you want this?’
His eyes never left my face, ‘how badly?’
‘Very badly. I need it.’
I lend back in and softly pressed my lips to his. Sparks flew down my back. My blood pumping hard. I need him. Yet the kiss stayed soft just like him lips. Our tongues touched but gently. This was surprising. I hadn’t pictured him being gentle almost tender with me.
We pulled back, both kind of shocked, looking in each other’s eyes for a sign to stop but seeing only passion.
‘Fuck,’ he muttered and reached for his pants.
‘Get on your knees and suck it.’
His cock jumped out. About 7 inches long, a perfect thickness and was dripping lots of precum.
Hungry I licked the tip and took him all the way in my mouth. His sharp breathing mixed with a few swear words as I kept sucking.
I putted off smiling, ‘you said just a taste.’
Growling he pushed on my shoulders, ‘fucking finish it.’
I settled down on my knees and started to worship his cock. My tongue piercing adding to his pleasure. His hands were deep in My hair pushing me down deeper and faster.
‘I wish meg (his wife) could see this.’
I pulled off still jacking him off with my hand, ‘how long has it been?’
‘Years,’ he pushed my mouth back on his cock.
‘Fuck I have thought about this so much.’ I nodded, sucking him. He pushed deeper and held me there. Trying to breathe I tried to relax my throat. I love having him this deep. He released me, coughing I pulled off.
‘It’s been off a year for me. I’m out of practice,’ grabbing the base of his cock.
‘Do you remember the time I played with myself in ur shop?’
He nodded watching me intensely.
I moved back over his cock, ‘I was thinking of sucking you off.’
I took him balls deep. Fuck he feels perfect. I was so damn wet that my legs were shaking.
He was playing with my hair, ‘you like my cock?’ I tried pull off but damn it I still want to suck.
Unwilling I pulled off spit dripping from my mouth, ‘yes I love it.’
I grabbed the base of him and squeezed as my other hand quickly rubbed his very sensitive head. He legs start to shake but he never looked away from me. We stared at each other, feeling the lust pound in our blood. I moved back over him, knowing he was getting closer.
He grabbed the back of my head and really started to fuck my mouth hard. All I could do was squeeze tighter at the base of his cock.
‘Fuck you fee so good. You are going…Fuck to make me cum.’
Pounding my mouth harder, ‘you are going be my mistress.’ Damn it I want to be.
I sucked harder keeping my tongue down. I need him to cum. I need to taste him.
‘Fuck keep sucking!’
Both his legs were shaking hard now, ‘you are going to swallow.’ Every single drop.
‘I’m going to cum,’ pounding my mouth roughly I could feel his cock swelling up. Yes baby please fill my mouth.
He groaned louder and fucking me harder then pushed my head all the way down. Hot cum filled my mouth and tasting of slightly bitter salty man. I enjoyed the taste enough to savory him before swallowing.
I kept sucking, prolonging his orgasm as his cock twitched. I sucked him dry and finally released him with a satisfied pop. No s single drop of spit of cum on his pants.
He sat there looking at me, a satisfied smile on his face and I quickly smiled back. No idea what to do now but seeing his cock was still hard. I quickly stood up.
My legs barely supported me and I didn’t want to see how much this affected me. So I just smiled at him as he stood up and zipped up.
‘Hopefully now you will have a good night’
He smiled at me, ‘oh yeah much better. I was kinda expecting someone to peak in the window.’
I giggle, ‘yeah I was too.’
His head was turned picking up his keys but I was focusing on his neck. I moved closer to kiss his neck but he wrapped his arms around me. The deep tender kiss really caught me off guard. We stood like that for a minute just enjoyed each other’s mouth.
I broke away, trying to stay calm. I moved to the three bottles, fumbled them, almost dropped them. Not looking back I called out, ‘good night.’
Breathe and walk. Breathe and walk. I quickly moved back to the safety of my truck set the bottles down and barely climbed in.
I was deeply satisfied with this. It was just as hot as I had always pictured but the tenderness was unexpected.
I watched him drive away thinking, savoring his taste.
What the fuck just happened was more then just lust, I think. I’m still not sure but I can’t stop think about it.
I couldn’t ignore my pussy any longer. I ripped off my pants and my soaking wet thong. I grabbed my vibrator and placed it right on my aching clit.
I have shaved last night. My pussy is a very pretty thing. A single small slit barely cover my small clit and the tight hole. I was so turned on it was a sweet pink begging for his cock deep in me.
Picturing him sliding into me, stretching me out I moaned loudly. Big hands grabbed my pieced nipples, squeezing hard. Making my eyes roll. My tight pussy was already so close.
‘Baby I’m going to cum,’ he groaned pounding my tight wet pussy.
‘Keep going! I’m going to squirt,’ I begged and he growled and pounded me even harder. The tingling was started in my lower back and spread to my pussy. Pussy was tighten up around his cock trying to milk him for his sweet cum. Needing him to fill me up like he did my mouth.
‘Oh baby here it cums!’ I squirted all over my bed and let out a loud scream of pleasure. Pussy squeezing out all it sweet sticky juices all over the bed.
Comments and advice welcome.I remember dying then the next thing I remember is being in the body of a large dog. Not really sure of the breed I think I’m just a mutt. A big dark short furred mastiff. I wandered around in a park looking at all of the attractive women. One day I saw a tanned long legged beauty wearing a short skirt sitting on a park bench. I walked up to her and stuck my head under her skirt moving her legs apart and began licking her slit.
I was surprised she did not try to stop me but when I looked at her she was sitting with mouth open and not moving. I pulled her panties off and went back to licking her pussy. A crowd gathered to watch as I brought her to an orgasm. Then three teenagers moved her off the bench and onto her hands and knees. Urging me to mount her I did this quickly entering her and ejaculating which many posted on the internet.
I walked away very satisfied leaving the woman exposed and dripping. Awhile later I saw another beautiful woman sitting at a table at an outdoor café. She was sitting with two other woman and watching this time I noticed as I approached she seemed to freeze in place. The two women en sitting with her watched me approaching g moved their hands to her legs pulling them apart spreading them wide giving me easy access to her vagina.
I loved into place fiercely licking her to an orgasm then her friends took off her skirt and bikini top and laid her across her chai. I mounted her rapidly fucking her and leaving her. Ahead of me I saw a large building it turned out to be a high school. Gaining access through the open front doors I walked the hall ways moving from room to room finally finding an attractive older woman I estimated her to be in her early forties. Again as I moved I to her room she seemed to freeze in place.
I used my teeth to strip her naked in front of her class of ninth graders. I knocked her down onto her hands and knees mounting her and fucking her vagina and anus. As I left her I saw her students taking turns fucking her. I moved on through the building. When I reached the gym I saw a beautiful young female gym teacher putting her combined co-ed class through exercises. She appeared to be a student teacher around eighteen teaching her first class. I walked into the gym and again as I got near her she froze in place.
I sat near her nudging her body. Some of her student got the idea and removed her one piece gym suit. She had a nice physically fit petite tanned body. Even her student stared at her well built body. She kept herself clean shaven giving me easy hairless access to her fruit of paradise. They held her down spread eagled on the gym floor as I moved between her legs lapping her juices from her wet flowing pussy. They filmed her reaction to my attentions and had the perfect blackmail video as she orgasmed and begged for more from me.
I decided to stay with this beautiful young athletic African-American, Asian , Native American female. I watched as her students kept her as a sex slave visiting her home often over the years and I fucked her every night. I enjoyed all of her charms and even managed to partake of some of her female students. The one thing that I found awesome was when her sixteen year old sister visited. One night while her sister slept she moved her sisters body into position for me to fuck her.
Placing her into a sexual bondage framework that put her into the perfect position for canine sex. I took full advantage of her being held in place by the device and while her student watched I fucked her anus , her vagina , and shoved my cock as far as I could down her throat.
She begged them to stop me sobbing as I continued to use and abuse her young body. She shuddered through an orgasm as my sperm and her cum dripped from her orifices. What was surprising was when she turned out to be pregnant and nine months later gave birth to a litter of six adorable puppies that could speak english in four months and was as intelligent as any human. I had found my human female and now my six offspring had to go out into the world and find their mates.
They were half males and half females and being adorable were quickly adopted by humans. The three male puppies went to three young attractive women. Two of the female dogs went to two young attractive men. The third female puppy went to a puppy farm where she was bred having litters of intelligent mutant puppies every year. The six puppies could not be separated from their mother for the first eight months and in the seventh month an event happened that made it mandatory they be separated to adopted humans.
By that time her youngest sister had reached the age of sixteen and being another gorgeous young woman she went to bed that night and woke up with six puppies doing things to her body that she did not want but also did not want to stop. Two puppies were licking her anus and pussy. Two puppies had latched onto her nipples and some how were getting milk from her lactating breasts. A fifth puppy was at her mouth alternating between shoving his tongue into her mouth and his cock into her mouth.
The sixth puppy was female and at the first opportunity sat on her mouth and forced her to choose to either lick its cunt or not breath. The other students gathered around the sixteen year old girl and took over molesting her body from the puppies. They forced her legs as far apart as they would go then using tools they opened her vagina up spreading her nether lips and clamping them in place. Then they did the same to her anus exposing her bowels to inspection. They slipped a long probe deep into her womb.
The probe acted as a camera and pictures of her most private intimate body cavity were taken. The girls giggled as they poured water into her waiting cunt a d then shoved four alka seltzer tablets into her pussy. They watched the show as the fizzing liquid caused her to have orgasms stimulating her sensitive clit. No more she whimpered as they continued her to push unusual objects into her body using them to bring her to climax. They laughed as they continued to abuse their young teacher and fellow class mate.
The videos they made went viral with millions of hits that first day. The two became very well known as the dog bitches and the students would bark and howl whenever they were seen around town.