d and kidnapped, I would have felt like I was merely the first arrival at a pool party.

I didn’t see her at first, but at the sound of our footsteps a cute little blond girl, who was sunbathing naked, rose from one of the lounge chairs and slipped into a short, white, satin robe that barely covered her bottom. She climbed the three steps to the upper level, not bothering to tie the robe, and smiled at us.

She was absolutely gorgeous but not in the modeling sense. She was about my height with short blond hair done in a Princess Di style. Her body was slightly thicker than mine but taut and well proportioned with slim hips and perky tits with large pink nipples. I noticed that her pubic area was shaved clean and detected a hint of moisture on her pussy lips. She had bright blue eyes and an infectious, disarming smile.

“Hi John,” she said with a bubbly tone in her voice. She walk over to us and offered her hand to me. “Hi, I’m Paula. What’s your name?”

“Gina,” I replied, shaking her hand politely.

I was at a total loss. Here I was, buck naked, standing in front of this perfect stranger who was welcoming me like a new friend. Didn’t she notice? Didn’t she have any questions? Wasn’t she wondering where I came from? What was this all about, I wondered, my eyes darting about looking for any avenue of escape.

Paula turned her attention back to John. “Will you be wanting me John?”

“Need you ask?” John replied with a smile on his face. “But I need a shower first and I also need you to take a look at her leg.” He said, pointing at my thigh where the dog bit me.

Paula looked at my thigh and asked casually while shaking her head, “Buster?”

“Yeah.” He replied. “Damn dog. I’d get rid of him but he’s my favorite.” As he talked he led me by the elbow to a large oak kitchen table and gently pushed me into a chair. He left the room while Paula dabbed at my wound with a damp cloth and sprayed some disinfectant on it. He returned shortly with a length of chain with a manacle at each end.

“Is that necessary?” Paula asked as she applied a small round bandage to the tiny puncture.

“She’ll get herself killed if I don’t.” He replied as he slipped a manacle on one of my ankles. He ran the chain around the thick center leg of the table and snapped the remaining manacle on my other ankle. “The last thing I need is for her to get herself torn to bits out of her own stupidity.”

“Who are you people and what do you want from me?” I demanded in an angry voice. “Why are you doing this to me?”

John rose, satisfied that I was securely chained to the table and began massaging my shoulders from behind. “I told you Gina, I have taken you as a wife.” Until…

“Do you always chain your wives to the furniture?” I interrupted sarcastically.

John continued, ignoring my outburst. “Until you understand the rules and the consequences for breaking them Gina, I think it’s better that you not be left to your own devices. Everything will be explained to you in time.”

With that, he offered his hand to Paula and said, “C’mon.” She put her dainty little hand in his gigantic one and allowed herself to be lead from the room. I watched them disappear down a hallway and heard a shower come on. I was left alone with my thoughts.

I looked down at my shackles and decided that struggling against them would be useless. I would only cut my ankles. The table was solid oak, and heavy. With all my strength I couldn’t get it to budge. Even if I could tip it over and work the chain from around the base, I couldn’t imagine even getting close to the door before he came running. My cheek still stung from the slap he administered to me in the garage. I would continue to cooperate and not anger him until I could figure a way out of my situation.

I relaxed in the chair and surveyed my surroundings. The house was beautiful and exquisitely furnished. From my seat at the kitchen table I could see a huge stone fireplace in the living room. All of the floors were hardwood and glossy and I could see a tasteful Persian rug centered beneath the furniture.

I heard the shower go off and waited for one or both of them to return to the kitchen, but neither appeared. After a few minutes, I heard a muffled moan, followed by another louder one and then, “Oh John, yes. Oh god, yes, yes, yes.” Paula’s voice, filled with pleasure, floated down the hall and I heard the unmistakable sound of two bodies slamming together in the act of lovemaking. The bed creaked slightly.

I leaned forward resting my boobs on the table and noticed that my nipples were hard and erect, my pussy dripping moisture on the padded chair. I put my hands over my ears to block out the sounds. “Oh my god!!!” Paula screamed. Her voice filled with ecstasy. “Cum inside me John. I want to feel your cum inside me.” she screamed. I heard one last “Oh yesssssssssss” and then silence.

I heard a giggle and then the patter of Paula’s dainty bare feet coming down the hallway. As she entered the kitchen I again demanded, “What do you people want with me.” I noticed that she was still flush from her recent orgasm.

Paula smiled at me and said, “I got here the same way you did Gina. It’s going to be up to you to make of it what you want. I’d advise you to cooperate. John can be a gentle loving man, but don’t anger him. There is no escape. I’ll explain it all later. John will be in shortly to undo your ankles. Are you hungry?”

“Famished.” I replied, thinking about the snickers and Diet Pepsi having been my only sustenance since lunchtime yesterday.

“Good,” John’s voice boomed from behind me. “I’m an excellent cook and pretty good on the BBQ too.”

I jumped at the sound of his voice and turned to see John entering the kitchen wearing only shorts. His body was a huge mass of muscle. His arms and chest were massive, his stomach a washboard. As he bent over to undo my ankles I could see his back muscles ripple. Had this been any other time and place, and had John not been so damn ugly, I’d be throwing myself at him. I had leaned back in the chair to give him room to undo my ankles and my legs were spread. As he undid my ankles he looked at the puddle under my crotch and smiled.

“I have steaks ready to go whenever you are John.” Paula said over her shoulder while fussing in the refrigerator.

“Put them on the grill Honey,” John replied. “I’ll be out in a moment.”

“Don’t be too long, you know I’ll burn them.” Paula said, smiling at me as she made her way out the patio door.

John knelt in front of my chair, his stomach resting on the front edge, keeping me from closing my legs. He took his thick middle finger and inserted it into my dripping pussy. I tried to wriggle away and look disgusted but my body again betrayed me. My juices were flowing and my body involuntarily quivered as he stroked his finger in and out of my hungry vagina. John cupped one of my breasts in his other hand and gently massaged it. My nipples were rock hard and stood erect, responding to his gentle touch. My skin broke out in goose flesh. I felt my hips gyrate against his hand wanting the orgasm which was building inside me.

John used his other hand to stimulate my throbbing clitoris and I exploded in orgasm, my hips thrusting to meet his plunging finger stroke for stroke. Wave after wave of pleasure engulfed my body. I closed my eyes and bucked my hips faster. I heard a satisfied moan escape from my throat and my breasts heaved as my breathing quickened. I felt a flush of satisfaction engulf my body and my breathing evened as the orgasm subsided. I felt John pull his finger from my vagina and almost cried in protest. I opened my eyes and John was smiling at me. His grotesque features pulled back by his grin.

“I think you’re going to be alright.” He said, and leaned in and kissed me on the forehead. “Come,” he said softly while getting to his feet. “Let’s get some food into you and then Paula can help you settle in. She’ll explain the rules to you later.”

He went out on the deck and I followed. Paula flashed me a knowing smile and handed me a white silk robe that barely covered my bottom.

 

f that management experience, and being in control of situations around her, it was this commonality that bonded her and Rick. Yet Mia certainly understands how to play when it’s time to blow off steam, from reserved business attire to a seductive body suit – she was the type lady you respected publically, but dreamed of having in your bed when you spoke about her to your friends.


Rick was certainly unaware of her un-quenchable sexual desires, in his mind - he fulfilled all of her needs. But her desires to be noticed, worshipped, perhaps seen on the internet was always on her mind, she is a true voyeur and exhibitionist – she loves the thought of men admiring her. Rick is faithful, but has a dark side for hot materials on the internet, his personal files were loaded with aggressive slight to moderate bondage pictures. He likes the idea of making women completely submissive, but never had the nerve to personally dominate a woman. He has a thing for black high heels and women being tied up with black duck tape - it’s was just one of those quirks. Rick likes the idea of control and demands placed upon women in very vulnerable and explicit sexual positions, the kind of pain that would make a woman’s eyes water with pain or delight.


One night after cocktails Rick had let this idea slip of watching a rape fantasy, watching Mia get taken by a younger man. At first he was talking about seeing a strange woman, but the gin and tonic had allowed a slip of the tongue and the idea of perhaps Mia being abused before him in a home invasion robbery or some situation like it began to surface. The idea only heightened in Mia’s mind and the quest for an “assaulter” began. For months Mia’s mind schemed up one of the most sexually explicit plans she had ever thought of.


When Mia contacted Steve, a friend and former co-worker from the past – the two had a few torrid sexual encounters, and he was pleased to oblige her. In fact, he insisted they document the ordeal. Although he had his own life and circumstances to live a 1000 miles away, he often recounted his memories of being with Mia…for him, it was the time of his life sexually. Mia knew he often thought about her, but she had no idea that Rick’s fantasy of seeing her dominated by an aggressive man also coincided with what Steve wanted to do to her. He kept that a dark secret and as the story will tell, he certainly took advantage of that situation with a near vengeance attitude. His ideas were also a bit dark and he would prove to be the right choice for an intimidating night, making it difficult to determine what was real…and what was acting.


The stage was set, Rick had a late night at the Houston oil office and Mia and Steve had met that morning to discuss the plan. It was agreed that it would be very real and Steve nearly apologized up front, it gave him erections just thinking about it. One thing was certain, he would remove the control that Rick enjoyed each day. As a reader, this story becomes explicit…and understand that it was agreed upon beforehand.


When Rick pulled into the driveway everything seemed to be ok. But as he walked into the entry way he noticed broken glass and an eerie quite. Normally, the beat of soft Latin music could be heard in the background with candles lit around the house. Rick called out for Mia, but there was no response…a vase lay on its side broken and signs of a struggle appeared evident. Rick went upstairs to the main bedroom calling for her gain. As he entered the room, Mia sat in a chair in front of the bed with her hands taped in durable black duct tape, as well as black thong and bra. The bra seemed tightened to its smallest fit, it barely contained her chest has her gorgeous rack spilled out of the top of it. In black in on her chest someone wrote “I’m a dirty slut.” A black hanker-chief ganged her mouth and another chair sat next to the bed with the roll of duct tape on it. In the corner, it appeared as though a camcorder had been set up. Steve then lunged behind Rick with a small knife and ordered him to sit down.


Steve was powerful, the body of an ex-marine, wide and broad shoulders and developed body. Rick sat in the chair and Steve ordered Rick to tape his legs to the chair. After this Steve strapped Rick’s body and arms to the chair and one thing was certain, he was stuck in this position. He yelled out, “what the fuck is going on here?” and Steve taped his mouth shut. Steve replied, “I came to get what I wanted – and you can have her back when I’m done.” His voice was deep and forceful and he was an opposing figure. Steve took a shot of vodka and helped himself to whatever he wanted. He said, “I’ll drink what I want and take what I want.” Rick mumbled as if to say he had money, anything to make the intruder go away - but Steve’s plans would last a bit longer and the night was about to get dark.


Steve removed the tape from Mia’s face and she cried out, “Take anything you want” and he replied, “Oh – I’m going too.” If you scream, “no more Mr. nice guy and your husband get’s it” not knowing they had not been engaged yet. Steve wore a black baseball cap and t-shirt and had a pair of jeans on. You could tell he already had an erection because his bulge was full and as he took off his shirt, the tip of his cock poked out of the top of his jeans. He told Mia, “Do exactly what I say when I tell you to and this will all be over…and I’ll be gone.” She acted too scared to argue and she replied as if scared for her life.


Steve removed his jeans, but put his black police style boots back on. He then stood before Mia taped into the chair with a big erection and said to her in a commanding voice, “is this a big cock?” Mia did not respond quickly…so Steve gave a slight slap across the face, “hey dirty slut, I said – is this a big cock.” She responded, “yes sir…you have a big cock.” As she starred at it she did not remember his cock being like this, remember these two had met in the past, but tonight it looked heavy. It was a very thick cock and had a huge girth for his 5”11, 195 pound frame. It stood seven inched long from the tip to the base and Mia thought to herself that it looked larger the last time she had seen it. Steve then slapped his cock on Mia’s face and made her tell him over and over that she liked it. He made her look into Rick’s eyes and tell him how much bigger it was than his. It was a mean gesture, but Steve just looked back and Rick and taunted him.


Steve kept sliding his thick member into Mia’s mouth and told her to suck it. He grabbed her gorgeous blond hair that had the Marilyn Monroe sexy platinum hair and thrusted his cock into her mouth, after four inches she gagged for breathe. The meaty base stuck out and he rammed it into her mouth a few times. He tore her black bra off and her perfect chest fell out, it was obvious she was turned on as her nipples were fully erect. Steve fondled her tits and pinched her nipples, a few times just a bit hard as Mia winced. He then grabbed the tape, gave Rick a slap on the back of the head and tapped her nipples down. He unleashed her hands and demanded she stroke his cock. She reluctantly grabbed his cock and stoked it as if she was starving for cock. Little did Rick know, she was starving for this cock.


Steve made Mia stand up and grabbed her with unnecessary force. He moved her to a bench and learned her over it right next to Rick, he then moved the camera right next to the bench. He tapped her hands to the legs, in a near doggie style position spread her legs were spread wide as they would go. Her calves and high heeled feet stuck out like an upside down “Y” So her knees were nearly as wide as the legs of the bench and it was certainly uncomfortable looking at first as Mia protested. But tied up, she could do nothing and she was so vulnerable. Steve just slapped her ass hard enough to leave a handprint and told Mia, “shut the fuck up.” Rick sat in the chair watching Steve’s member throb above Mia as he stood behind her. Steve liked his fingers and touched Mia’s lips through the black thong. Mia protested, “don’t touch me you fucking asshole!” Steve threatened to tape her mouth shut and slapped her ass again….harder this time and Mia yelled out in pain.


Steve ripped off her delicate black panties that rode up her tight slit, her box was so small and her sexy ass stood up in the air. It was the sexiest ass Steve had ever seen. Mia asked, “what are you going to do?” and Steve looked at Rick and said…”first I am going to pound the crap out of your little fuck box until you scream, then I am going to eat your fuck box until I’m happy, then I am going to ram my cock up your asshole as far as it will go, then before I am ready to cum I just might fuck your pussy again.…will see when we get there.”


Mia replied in a whimpering voice, “oh, not in this position…don’t fuck like that in the ass with that thing” and Steve said, “tell me why?” Now Mia was in on the act too…she replied, “just don’t.” Steve persisted on the questioning and said, “tell Rick why I can’t fuck your ass - or I'll do it as hard as I physically can.” For some reason Steve meant that, so Mia responded truthfully and cautiously – as she realized Steve may be “into the role” just a bit…”because your too big!,” It was apparent that since the last meeting Steve was on Extends or some penis enlarging device - because his cock was rigid and nearly as fat as a cucumber! But he was mean about it and said, “then you’ll remember it.”


Steve lunged his pipe deep into Mia’s sopping wet pussy - he did not do it doggy style, but just took a wide stance and bounced on his feet in a near doggy position. All of a sudden It was one big thrust deep into Mia’s wet tight box and at first screamed in protest. Her pussy took every inch and it pulsed as Steve put everything he had into the first stroke. Mia’s head cocked back and she could not help but to scream with pleasure and pain. Her hot fuck box was stretched and Steve made every stoke count….as the camera filmed Rick began to whimper, as if to ask if Steve to stop, but Mia moans grew with intensity as Steve purposefully did the kind of strokes you’d see in a porn movie…long and deep plunging strokes that made Mia’s eyes water…she begged to have her hands untied and Steve pulled them loose….her hand made it behind her and she spread the opening of her pussy to take more. Her legs were so spread out and it looked like a mean dog with a rag doll in its mouths…the cock caused unreal sensations and Steve screamed, “do you like that?” Mia no longer protested and her voice replied, “oh God yes get me with your cock baby…Fuck it, oh fuck it harder I am a dirty slut…Fuck me harder baby.” Steve’s pole reached deep and fast into Mia and she came.


Upon coming to her senses a bit, she said, “no stop…quit fucking me!” That’s when Steve slapped Mia’s ass again leaving a mark and spit down at her night asshole, she squirmed a bit and her legs were still trapped in the “Y” position…she said you can take it but let’s go the bed ok…..please.


So Steve set her free picked her up and carried her to the bed and laid her on her side facing Rick. He knew what was about to happen, but a funny thing when people get horny and caught up in the moment…he began to shake his head as if to approve. He got an erection as Steve slid up behind Mia, sticking the tip into her tight asshole. Slowly Mia began to sigh and breathe a little harder…the shaft going further and further as Mia’s face cringed and fist tightened…”Oh baby wait” she cried as Steve slid deeper and deeper into her chocolate hole …. OUTTA TIME for now…

s under her nylons. It’s almost more than I can stand. She catches me looking at her and I freeze. “What are you staring at?” she asks. I start stammering “Nothing.” I finally get out. “That doesn’t look like nothing in your pants!” she exclaims. I have a very painful hard on and I can’t take much more. My face burns with a mix of embarassment and shame. “What if we call your wife? What do you think she’ll say about this? Her husband at her auntie’s house and it’s obvious he wants to fuck her! I don’t think she’ll like that at all!” She picks up the phone and begins to punch in the numbers. I smack the phone out of her hand and tell her that she’s not calling anybody. She reaches for the phone again and I smack her across the face. “I told you...you’re not fuckin’ calling anybody!” I yell. She looks at me like I’m crazy. I smack her again, harder than before. “Don’t fuckin eyeball me whore!” I pull her to me, she tries to pull away but I hold her really hard. With my free hand I rip open her blouse, her bra leaps out with her full black tits hanging in the open. I pinch her nipple through the bra material. She lets out a painful cry. My already aching cock feels like it’s about to explode. I grab a pair of scissors of the coffee table and cut the bra in half. Her huge tits spill out. I take one in my mouth and begin to suck and bite her nipple and tit. She keeps trying to push me away. “Fuck this!” I say “We’re going to the bedroom so I can do this right!” I grab her by the arm and force her down the hallway to her bedroom. I throw her down on the bed, Her legs spread out causing her skirt to ride up around her waist. Her pantyhose are now in full view. I undo my pants and my cock springs out, glistening with pre cum. She begins to cry, she knows that I’m going to fuck her and there is nothing that she can do about it. I reach down and rip open the crotch of her pantyhose and shred the thin band of material that holds her panties together . Her bald black pussy looking like a peach. I put my mouth on it and begin to lick and nibble her pussy lips and clit. She bucks and screams as I do all I can to make this whore wet. The sensation of her nylon covered thighs on the sides of my face drive me crazy. I eat her cunt like a madman! I can feel her pussy give up the juice in my mouth and she shudders as I make her cum...probably like she has never cum before. She is crying hysterically as I grab her by the leg and pull her to the edge of the bed. I drive my cock into her slimy hole all the way up to my balls. I begin to pummel her little black pussy with my wide meat, tears rolling down her cheek. I pinch her nipples with one hand and hold her nylon covered ankle right under her bracelet with the other. My cock slides in and out of her tight cunt . I can feel the cum boiling in my balls. I stop fucking her and slide my cock down her pussy to her tight little asshole. I rub the head of my slick cock all over her rosebud. She pleads with me not to fuck her ass. I drive my cock into her asshole and she screams out. Her bucking makes me crazy and her asshole is so tight it only takes a few strokes before I fill her hole with my hot seed. I pull my dick out and rub my dick on her nylon covered feet. The reinforced toes covered in pearly drops is a real sight. I can see her take a sigh of relief thinking that her ordeal is over. Little does she know...it’s just the beginning...

establishment.

 

Back in school I had no problem speaking my mind or forcing my will on others. I had met several people some I even liked. At night I went to a local collage (I lied to admissions to attend) I studied finance and accounting and real-estate. And I work at a bank to learn about how money really controls all. The pay was good so was I. By the time I graduated from high school I had my real-estate license and was ready to test for my CPA.

 

I used my knowledge and my boss at the bank to take over defaulted homes and business. This is how I amassed my wealth. I was able to move my family into a better home, and provide for them in many ways because of it. I also made a reputation of being a “Dog in the Hunt”, nothing stood in my way.  

 

One night I was on my Harley checking on buildings on the poor side of town. It was 8pm when I stopped for a stop sign and noticed a local laundry mat. Through the large window is when I first saw her, she was a woman in her late thirties, dark hair, very large breast and a hard body of an Amazon warrior. I thought I would bust a nut just looking at her. I was frozen in time just staring from the darkness. I was awaken when I heard a familiar voice calling my dream woman MOM! It was a class mate of mine “Willow” she was a very very plain girl, I remember her only because in school others would talk about her behind her back saying how her mom had shot her dad in a fight. And she never wore any make up. This I thought was strange for so many reasons. Willow had something special about her, something that came from inside.

 

I drove off before I was spotted. The building they lived and worked in was owned by my bank so I bought the lease. My desire was simple I would have Willows MOM, and even Willow her self. This had nothing to do with love it was pure lust!! I was not a virgin by any means, I learned early from my Grandma but that was a different story for later. And there had been others I practiced on as I made my way along. So I developed a plan for the conquest of Willows mom. Her name is Betty, and in deed did kill her husband with a gun. So I was not going to be foolish.

 

My plan was find out every thing I could about Betty and Willow , then move step by step to my goal. I was ready to make my move, it started with me walking in to the laundry mat to have my suits done. My suits cost a few hundred dollars each and I placed them on the counter for servicing. Betty walked up to the counter it was hard not to stare or drool, I was able to speak well. She looked at my suits then at me, her blue-green eyes showed contempt and her voice was strong yet feminine. Her words caught me by surprise, “Well stud aren’t you on the wrong side of the tracks?” So I knew she was not a light weight and gave it back to her “No Love, there are no barrier for me!” she just smiled and winked as he filled out the order form. This is when I seen Willow doing something in the back, she was watching me but would stare. I smiled and called her name with this she came fourth with a hello; her mom was to the side trying to monitor our contact.

 

Mr. Wilson how are you? Is what I heard from Willow ? I easily corrected her with a Willow call me Joe please! And our conversation ensued until mom stepped in and handed me my receipt with instructions for her daughter to go back to work. This lady was a hard bitch in more then one way. But I was not going to let her get the upper hand, well Willow it was good to see you again and next time we need to do it not at work, then I left with a feeling inside that pleased me.

 

Two days later I returned to get my suits and take one more step forward. As I entered the shop the small bell announced my presence and again Betty approached with her hot body and after our transaction I inquired about Willow and asked to speak to her.   Her mom was becoming a little defensive and tried to pry what I wanted her for, this bitch was starting to be a real ball buster and I then downed on me I was starting to get in to this, she was just as arrogant as I am.   I stepped back and took in all of her I could, her hair was up, her dress stuck to her firm body because of the heat. My cock was hard as a rock and she know it! With the strength of conviction I said that is none of your business as long as she was over 18!! Just then Willow joined us with a shy smile and a hello Joe, Betty and me held our ground so I took one more step. Willow , when can you get out of here so we can do dinner? You could have heard a pin drop! No one moved and Willows mouth opened in shock then just as fast closed. Before Betty could speak Willow said it was up to mom. That but mom in the middle she and I both knew. Betty could only say “Go have fun Honey, her is my cell” Willow wanted to change so I went to my car and put the suits it the trunk. All the while mom was watching me, she wanted so bad to come out and say something but then out popped Willow and off we went, of course I waved to Betty as I drove off with her plain and still a virgin daughter.

 

Willow and I went to the most expensive restaurant in town, The Red Carpet. It is wear more money and business in conducted then the board room. Willow was out of her element and she hung on me so tight. Most of the patrons knew me here, and I was in the mood to show off Willow , call it a moral booster for her. I asked for a table in the back and we eat and talked, I was really starting to like Willow , and I found my self rethinking my goals and how I seen her. Yes she was as plain and simple as they come no complexities, simple ambitions and no demands. I found out this was her first date and she was 19 then. Her closes where loss fitting and it was not until just this moment I discovered her body to be as attractive as her moms only with out the mileage. She had a pleasant figure and her breasts were still developing. After some time she started smiling then laughing. She confessed she had never thought some one would ask her out and I asked if I could put my arm around her? I did, then I softly stroked her cheek with my hand her skin was so very soft. I looked her in her eyes I told her I was going to kiss her unless she said no, she moved closer to me for her first kiss. She was scared and looked down, I took her chin in my hand and turned her face to me and kissed her on the lips. To my amassment she opened her mouth to my tongue and we kiss so deeply I lost my self in its warmth. As we separated from the most fulfilling kiss I have ever had. I could only say whaw! She smiled devilishly at her feet.

 

We left and went for a walk and talked some more. I took her hand as we walked. We spotted a park bench and looked at momma duck and her offspring swimming by.   My arm was around Willow back no words were said and we kissed again. Willow was the first to brake the silence. Joe, I knew I am no beauty and I also know you are very rich and could have any woman you wanted so why me, why now? To these words I felt sick to my stomach, Willow was more then I had anticipated, she would complete me. Oh Willow I know that I can have any women I want, it would be because I have a lot of money and not me. I am looking for something more I do not know what it is but I thank it will be with you are someone like you. You do not ask for anything but are willing to give everything. Do you know just how special and rare that is? She was now crying in to my chest both of my arms around her holding her becoming one with her. I was now feeling my cock growing and I did not want Willow to know it.  

 

I stood and said it was late and was should go. As we drove Willow moved close to me and laid her head on my shoulder, one hand moving up and down my arm. This was having an effect on me that needed some relief. I was glade Willows eyes where closed or she would have know exactly what was up, at least 7 inches any way. Then Willow nearly killed us when she said “Joe, are you going to fuck me tonight?” I nearly lost control of the car but managed to stop and pull over with a WHAT? coming from my mouth. She smiled and said you know I am a virgin; I have never tasted a cock or even seen one other then in books. I have been enjoying what is happening with yours, so I am asking are you going to fuck me tonight?

 

I thought a thousand things in a matter of seconds from how I wanted to fuck her to being the next victim of her mothers rage. I also knew my next utterance would determine both of our lives in the most profound way. My steps where tripping me up and my desire for her mother was still there but now I wanted Willow . I kissed her and said, do you know how special a gift it is you just offered me? I will not lie, I want you in the most profound way, but it would not be true love. It would be a hunter taking an innocent flower. I will not take you Willow not now it would be wrong, I could not do that to you. She had tears in her eyes when she kissed me hotly. Willow said her mom has told her that guys only wanted sex and once they got it they moved on to the next victim of their lust. I pretended to be shocked but confirmed what her mom said. Willow moved closer and said either I do not excite you or you care and respect me. I can tell I excite you to which he squeezed my very hard cock so I guess you have feeling for me? She was right I had to admit it I do feel some thing for her.

 

Willow had my cock in her hand stroking it through my slacks. She would look down at it then back at me with a smile. Joe she said so softly, I want to give my cherry blossom to you. It is yours when ever you want it, do you under stand, I could only nod my head. She squeezed my cock so hard I though a tunicate was on it. Then she smiled and said you may not want to pop my cherry now but I will have you NUT NOW. So either take us some ware private or I am going to pull it out here ware we are parked! I gunned the gas looking for a quite place.

 

We went to the lake and parked at a location I have always enjoyed coming to. She wanted me to take my cock out so she could see it. I said get in the back seat first, I was leaking pre-cum and walked with a limp getting in to the back of my beamer. I said Willow are you sure of this? She affirmed with a nod and a smile. She reminded me of a kid on Christmas morning waiting for their parents to say go for it. I started to tease her oh Willow do you want my lally pop, she went wild grabbing my belt then my zipper, I thought she would rip my slacks before I could lifted my ass for her to pull then down to my ankles. She stopped and looked at my boxers and the snake in it pre-cum had stained them and It wanted out bad. She then looked in to my eyes with wanting lust she was hungry and I was the main course. I laughed and said it’s all yours baby go for it. She dove at my boxer and finished unwrapping her present. It stood erect like the Leaning Tower of Pisa, she gasped and said “Oh My GOD, IT” S HUGES , JOE!! And I want IT”. She played with it and started stroking it, I was in total heaven and was enjoying the ride. The tip was wet and shiny from pre-cum from what had developed over the evening. I said ok Honey what now, she yanked my cock so hard I thought she was trying to pull it off, maybe she was! Then she kissed the head and the next thing I knew my cock was gone and replaced with Willows head, my god I gasped as she took me in her mouth and fed it with both hands. The only sound was the slurping of my cock. I do not know how much she took in and did not care. Her tongue was circling the head and was going to erupt. I said Willow pull it out I am going to shot my load. Hell this cock bitch held on and started jacking me off faster in her mouth. I BLOW and BLOW my nuts hurt when I was do. And she swallowed very drop and would not let go. I told her to take it out, reluctantly she did but stayed close the her lally pop.

 

She and I where both breathing hard my god baby that was the best head I have ever had, where did you learn to give a blowjob? She looked up from my lap still holding my cock kissing it softly “it was my first time, did I do it right?” fuck yes you did it right Willow I thank you sucked my balls out the end of my dick. We both started laughing so hard our sides started hurting and we where both crying because of it.

 

By now it was ten and we agreed she needed to get home before her mom called the police or the hospital. As we slowly drove she reminisced. Joe thank you for the best night of my life, I will never for get it as long as I live. I said Willow tonight is the first night of the rest of our lives and I too will always remember our first date. She screamed so loud, I said WHAT? you mean you want to take me out again, Oh yes Willow you are mine now. Yes Joe I am and I will do what ever you want, just ask!!!

 

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.." spat Benny "... he's a whimp. A girl... a faggot..."

Theresa Rourke covered her mouth in shock and uttered in a very angry tone "Benjamin Phillip Rourke! How can you say such a word? You're grounded! GROUNDED!" she roared. She stood up, higher than she ever had, even though her son was far taller than she was. "You're going to your room right now and you're not allowed to leave until I say so!"

"I'm nineteen, you can't send me to my room." he said, crossing his arms defiantly.

"Yes I can young man, as long as you live under my roof, you'll live under my laws! NOW MOVE IT!" she said, pointing at the staircase.

Benny stared at his mother, a smug grin on his face. But then she moved one step forward, opening her hand and raising it.  Covering his face he made a run for the stairs "Fine I'll go... but you should punish pussy boy there too... he cost us the game!" he said, in spite of his mother's outrage.

"That bloody no good... I can't wait until summer's over and he leaves for college again..." muttered Theresa to herself.

"Mom... what's a faggot?" asked the boy. He had never heard that word before and did not understand why his mother had reacted that way.

His mother looked at him, her eyes almost covered in tears.  She crouched before him, gently removing the long brown hair from his face, getting a good look at his boyish features.  "You don't have to worry about that sweety. It's just a nasty word that only a nasty boy like your brother can say. Don't mind it." she said.

"But ... he called me that before you know... and his friends too, especially just now... he was really mad at me for being such a lousy pitcher..." the kid said, doing his best to contain his tears.

"Like I said, it's not your fault. You're merely a twelve year old boy. Your brother and his friends are far older than you, far bigger. He should never have taken you to play in the first place." she said reasurringly. "Now come, join me
in the kitchen. I still haven't cleaned the spoon and I reckon there's a bit of cookie dough in it still."

A big smile reached across Joe's face and he followed his mom.

"Foul loathsome pussy boy..." said Benny, quite mad, hitting his pillow. "Stupid cunt. Cost us the game..." he said under his breath, quite mad at his young sibling. He stared at his watch. 6 PM, almost time for dinner. Dinner he would miss because of his stupid, girl-like brother. He threw himself on his bed angrily. He laid there for a second or two, thinking about it. He heard the front door, father was home. Would his father side with him? He had always said that Joe wasn't as masculine as he should have been. He was always saying the
boy needed a haircut, that it wasn't right for a man to have long hair. But mother had always defended him, mother had always nurtured little Joe, always pampered him. Benny turned and hit the pillow again, angry and jealous at his brother. He laid for a couple more minutes, sinking his mind in his dark thoughts. Absent-mindledly he got up from the bed, turned on his radio and walked towards his closet. He opened it and then searched for the false floorboard, removing it and getting what he wanted. He carefully took the whisky bottle in his hands, almost hiding it from view. He closed the false floorboard, the closet, and then moved to the door, securing it with the lock. Relaxed now that he was safe he jumped on his bed and begun to drink, allowing his mind to think back how much he hated his pussy brother.

Hours passed. Joe climbed to his bed, his body scarcely covered by a long shirt that used to belong to Benny. Tired as he was (and full of his mom's delicious cookies), he quickly fell asleep, his window open and the moonlight bathing his room. Calmness took over suburbia. Suddenly the calm was broken as Joe's bedroom door opened slowly. Benny grinned as he saw his brother's sleeping form. He carefully closed the door. Drunk as he was it wasn't easy, but Benny had mastered the art of drunk sneaking during his time at college, where he would sneak into the girl's dormitories to fuck them silly. He locked the door and chuckled in anticipation. He stared at his girl of a brother and his grin faded, to be replaced by a mad look. Being a really hot night, Ben's 6 foot body was covered only by his underwear.
He removed it instantly, his drunken mind anticipating what he was about to do. His big 9inch cock slapped against his flat stomach as he did, and he prowled towards the bed. He carefully lifted his old shirt from his brother's ass, revealing the smooth, hairless behind of a twelve year old boy.
"Just like a girl..." he muttered. "Stupid cunt..." he said, spatting on it.
Without further ado, he got on top of his little brother, crushing him with his football-playing body weight.

The sudden weight upon him awakened Joe, but before he could even gasp a strong powerful hand gripped his mouth and he could not utter a single sound.
"You fucking faggott... I'm gonna teach you a lesson..." the rough voice in his ear was easily recognizable. The stale stench of liquor filled his senses, but still he knew his brother was on top of him. It took Joe a second to realize his brother had a stick or something between them. "Oh god...  he's gonna beat me up..." he thought, believing his brother had brought a baseball bat. How very wrong he was.

"You've had this coming for a long time pussy boy..." said Benny, removing his brother's underpants with one quick motion, while tightly holding his mouth. "... ever since I saw you making floral arrangenments with mom... you're such a faggott... I'm gonna give you just what you want..."
"no...please no..." tried to speak Joe, but it was no use. He heard his brother spat on something, and seconds later a cold, wet finger started to rub his anus. The finger didn't linger for long, and soon he felt a huge, hot head approaching.
"You're gonna love this bro... I'm gonna tear you in half for making me loose..." Benny's drunken state had made him loose all rationalization. Without waiting, he began to force his big hot cock up his brother's ass. He could feel it tearing, his young brother's quivering body below him. But he didn't stop. Tears fell from Joe's eyes as he tried to scream, a silent scream that was unheard by his assailant. And Benny smiled, forcing his way up. For Benny it was a couple of seconds to get all in, for Joe it felt like a eternity of pain. "Fucking tight..." said Benny. He eased off a bit, moving his hips forward, trying to open the young, tight hole by moving in circles. Benny smiled as he felt liquid around his cock, he knew Joe was bleeding. This seemed to turn him
on even more. Slowly he begun his attack. He took his cock out, and then he got back in, and then out, and then in, increasing his pace. "Gonna... fuck... you... bitch..." he whispered in his brother's ears.
Joe cried heavily, pain shooting up all over his body. Each thrust felt even worse, each thrust tearing his flesh apart.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you bitch... of course you are... all faggots love big cocks." said Benny, his voice ragged and a bit louder than before.
Joe didn't know how long he remained there, just laying on his bed, getting his ass ripped by his much older brother. He cried until there were no more tears, his mouth hurting from his brother's tight grip. He felt Benny quickening his pace, making shorter withdrawals and then Benny realeased a moan of pleasure on his ear, his stale alcohol-filled breath filling Joe's senses once more, and he felt Benny's cock explode inside of him.
Benny remained there, enjoying his orgams, filling his baby brother with his cum. After a while he moved closer to his brother's ears "Bitch, you're gonna do everything I say, or I'm gonna beat the crap out of you so badly you're gonna be
in a hospital bed until I get back to school. You hear me?"
Joe nodded slightly, his tears fresh on his face.
"Good bitch... now I'm gonna release your mouth, you're not gonna even think about screaming or saying anything..." Benny said, Joe nodded again. After a second of thinking, Benny removed his hand and lifted himself from his brother, his hard cock leaving the little boy's ass. "Fuck... I really messed you up..." he said, looking at the blood/cum covered ass. "And I really messed me up..." he added, watching his cock with the same liquids. He turned his brother around, making him lie with his face up and sat on his brother's chest.
"See this?" he said, patting his brother's lips with his massive hard cock. "This is what I fucked you with...as you can see it's all filthy with your blood and my cum... I want you to open you mouth wide now bitch..."
Joe hesitated, but he was too afraid and too much in pain to truly think so he did as ordered. Benny grinned, his drunken eyes staring at the moonlight lit scene. He plunged his cock deep into his brother's mouth, making him clean it off.  Since it was hard, it didn't take long, even for a mind as drunk as Benny's to realize what to do. He grabbed his brother's head and began to fuck his mouth. Joe flapped his arms, trying to stop the sudden, savage attack on his mouth but Benny could not be stopped "You bite me and you're dead cunt..." said the eldest brother, moving his hips back an forth, sinking his nine inch cock in the wet cavern.
Joe's eyes opened again in tears as his brother forced his cock up his mouth. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't think, all he could do was lie there.
Benny fucked his baby brother's mouth for a short while and then erupted in pleasure as shot after shot of cum left his cock and splattered the small throat. Grinning he took it out of his brother's mouth, sending a last stream of cum right in his face. Grinning ever more broadly he hit the face with the heavy cock a couple of times "Well done cunt... well done bitch..." he smiled. Slowly he got down from his brother's chest. He grabbed Joe's hair and looked at his handywork. Blood/cum covered lips and cheeks greeted him. "Listen up bitch. You will never talk about this ... and starting today you're mine to do as I please. Cunts in this fucking town are not half as good as the cunts in college, so, for the remainder of my so-called Summer Holidays, you're gonna be my bitch. Hear?" He slapped his brother, and Joe slowly nodded. "And don't even dream about telling mom..." Benny ended his threat as he released his brother's hair. "Now get some sleep, tomorrow's gonna be a beauuuuutiful day..." He said grinning and he laughed as he left his brother's room.
Joe sank in his pillow, crying, bleeding, hurting. He knew the worst time of his life was just starting, and he knew he was powerless to stop it...

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xt-decoration: none; text-underline: none">            “So how the hell did I get back here?” he asked nobody in particular.

            He climbed from the bed and strode purposely through the small apartment to check the lock on the front door. It was locked.

            “What the hell…?” he mumbled to himself.

            He turned and slowly looked around the room. Everything looked like it was okay. He did a slow circuit through the apartment, checking to make sure everything was still there, still where it was supposed to be. He found nothing missing. Should I call the cops? he wondered.

            “And tell them what?” he asked himself. “That some crazy broad kidnapped me to have sex then brought me home? Yeah, they’d love that.”

            He shook his head as he made his way back to his bedroom. He gathered together a pair of jeans, underwear and a tee-shirt. Then he headed for the bathroom to shower and shave. After his shower he felt better. As he was putting his shoes on he decided he’d stop by the manager’s office and ask to have his locks changed. He’d tell them he’d been mugged and the guy took his keys. That way he wouldn’t have to pay for the new locks. He slipped a pair of sweatbands on his wrists to hide the marks then headed out.

            The manager’s office was his first stop. He next headed to the health club to switch his membership to another club. He wasn’t taking any chances. That woman seemed a little crazy and she might still be hanging around there. He definitely didn’t want to run into her again. As he headed to the grocery store he thought about the fact that this was supposed to be his vacation. Thank God I’m off for a couple of weeks, he thought. I definitely wouldn’t want to have to deal with this stuff and work too.

            When he got back to his apartment the door was open and someone was bent over working on it. He stopped just outside the apartment and stared for a minute. He finally decided it was probably the locksmith and excused himself as he stepped past them into the apartment with his meager two bags of groceries.

            “Manager said you got mugged and lost your keys.”

            Nick turned back to stare at the figure bent over the lock of his door. That was definitely a female voice he’d heard.

            “Yeah, that’s right.”

            “Anytime there’s a mugging it’s a good idea to replace locks,” she said.

            “Yeah, I guess. I’m trying to figure out what to do about my car,” Nick replied.

            “I can probably help you with that, if you want.”

            “Really?”

            “Sure. I can take a look when I finish up here.”

            “Thanks,” he replied turning away from her and heading into the kitchen.

            He put his groceries away and went back to the living room. She was standing up trying the new locks when he got back. He stood and watched her for a minute.

            “How’s it coming?” he finally asked.

            “Just about done,” she replied.

            “Good. Let me know when you’re ready to take a look at the car,” he said, heading toward his bedroom.

            He made it as far as the doorway when he felt something pressed into his back. He started to turn but stopped when the object was pressed harder into his back.

            “Don’t turn around,” she ordered. “Just keep going.”

            When he hesitated she shoved against his right shoulder.

            “Move.”

            “What are you doing?” he asked.

            “What I came here for,” she replied softly in a sexy voice.

            He started to turn his head but she stopped him again.

            “Don’t turn around, Nick. I won’t tell you again and I don’t want to hurt you.”

            “Shit,” he muttered under his breath.

            “Ariel has good taste,” she said then gave a soft laugh when he stopped short. “She sends her love by the way. Now, get on your knees.”

            “Who are you?”

            “I don’t like repeating myself,” she said in an angry tone. He felt something metal touch the back of his neck. “Don’t make me do it again. Now, get on your knees.”

            Nick let out a nervous sigh and slowly lowered himself to his knees next to his unmade bed.

            “Good boy. Now, put your hands on the bed and don’t move.”

            He put his hands on the edge of the bed, palms down and held perfectly still, waiting. A blindfold slipped over his head and was smoothed over his eyes. As he was about to protest a ball gag was stuffed into his mouth and fastened behind his head. His hands automatically went up toward his face. They froze in midair when he felt the cold steel pressed into the back of his neck again.

            “Put them behind your back.”

            He grunted at her through the gag.

            “Do it,” she said, shoving the gun barrel into the back of his neck.

            He complied and put his hands behind his back. She quickly cuffed his hands together and pulled up on the cuffs.

            “Okay, lover, time for some action.”

            A stream of frantic grunts poured from behind the gag as he rose to his feet.

            “What did you think I was here for?” she asked innocently as she turned him with a hand on his elbow.

She shoved against his chest and caused him to fall heavily onto his bed. With the blindfold over his eyes he was disoriented and easily lost his balance. He hit the bed and bounced up to meet her body as she lowered herself on top of him. He floundered around trying to pull away from her but her hands and body pinned him to the mattress.

“Ariel said you were a shy one,” she said huskily, laughing. “Don’t worry, lover. I won’t hurt you.”

He felt her hands slide up under his tee-shirt. Her body leaned forward, pressing him into the mattress. As she worked her hands up his chest she pulled his tee-shirt up too. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his stomach. Kissing her way up his abdomen she made certain she took each nipple in her mouth and sucked gently when she reached his chest. She heard him groan through the gag.

She moved down his legs and removed his shoes and socks. He struggled again as she crawled back up his legs. She smacked him hard on the crotch then lay down against his body.

“Be a good boy and I’ll play nice.”

He moaned and grunted around the gag. She slowly slid her hands up his sides then reached up to caress his face. He felt her sucking on his nipples again as her hands were lowered to work on the button and zipper of his pants. Once his jeans were open her hands slid in to cup his hips and pull him against her.

“At least Ariel picked a cutie this time,” she whispered to him. “You’re a hot piece of meat, lover.”

She leaned forward and nibbled on his right ear as she rubbed her groin against his. Suddenly, she pulled away from him and sat up, straddling his body.

“I think we need to get rid of some of these clothes, lover. What do you think?”

He grunted around the gag as he shook his head from side to side.

She pulled her sweatshirt off then wriggled out of her pants to sit naked on top of him. She reached down and fished through the pockets of her sweatpants pulling a pocket knife from one of the pockets. She tossed the pants away and opened the knife. Carefully placing the blade against Nick’s exposed skin she cut away his tee-shirt and threw the remnants on the floor. Then she folded the knife and laid it on the floor with her sweatpants. She turned around on the bed and slowly pushed his jeans down his legs, tossing them on the floor at the foot of the bed. She turned back, crawled up Nick’s body again and started pulling down his briefs. He grunted frantically and tried to wiggle away from her. She leaned forward and pinched his nipples hard. His body strained up under her as he fought against the pain she inflicted.

“Stop fighting me, lover. This is inevitable. I’m going to fuck your pretty ass so just accept it.”

She started working on his briefs again and managed to remove them in short order. Once he lay naked beneath her she ran her hands over his exposed body.

“Ariel sure knows how to pick ’em,” she purred. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

He felt her hands on his prick, working it with expert fingers. He tried to ignore her touch and her manipulations. He was trying to think of anything else. Then he felt her lips close over him. God, no, not again, he thought desperately. What the hell’s going on? he wondered. She worked her hands and mouth over him until he was fully erect even though he tried to fight it. Once he was erect she moved and lowered herself onto him.

He moaned when he felt her hot, wet pussy slide onto him. She took his full length and then just sat on him for a minute. When she finally started to move he had lost his battle and was totally immersed in the feelings she was evoking. She set a slow rhythm to start with then gradually quickened it. She pumped up and down on him, steadily increasing her speed. He could feel his balls tighten with their load. He knew he would cum soon even though he didn’t want this. She leaned forward again and started licking and nipping at his sensitive nipples. When she drew his left one into her mouth and sucked loudly on it he screamed into the gag as he blew his load into her pussy. His release pushed her over the edge and she screamed out in orgasm, clutching him to her.

“Oh, God, lover, you’re every bit as good as Ariel promised,” she whispered when she had recovered.

She reached forward and slowly released the gag from his mouth. She kissed him long and hard.

“Why?” he croaked.

“Our group has a bet with another group. We all have to take you within a week,” she whispered. “We have to do it individually. You have three more to go, lover.”

She climbed off the bed and put her clothes back on then turned back to stare at Nick.

“Okay, lover, turn over onto your stomach.”

Nick awkwardly turned over. When he was lying on his stomach she unhooked the cuffs and put them back in her pocket. He felt the cold muzzle of the gun against the back of his neck again.

“I’m going to take the blindfold off now. Don’t move for thirty minutes or I’ll have to shoot you.” She leaned down and kissed the back of his left shoulder. “I really don’t want to have to do that.”

He felt the blindfold slip off of his eyes. When he started to turn over he felt the cold metal of the gun pressed into his bare back.

“Uh-uh-uh. Don’t move, lover.”

He listened for what seemed like hours and didn’t hear anything. Finally, he tried turning over again. This time, nothing happened. When he turned over he found he was alone again. He got up and put his briefs and jeans back on then checked through the rest of his apartment. Finding it empty and the front door closed and locked he sank down on the couch and threw his head against the back.

“Now what am I gonna do?” he asked the empty room.

his face.

            Before you have a chance to say anything he rushes over to you and takes a firm hold of your neck lifting you out of your chair. With your feet off the ground he puts his lips agents yours and pushes his tongue deep into your mouth, moving it back and forth inside of you. He stops and says to you, “Don’t struggle and you won’t get hurt”.

            Hanging there, holding on to his large arms so not to get your neck broken, you are afraid to struggle. You do mumble “nnnooo” and try to squirm a little.

            He puts you down and spins you around, pulling your back against him. He’s taller than you so you can feel his “bulge” against your back. He quickly grabs your tits through your shirt. He pushes them into you, which pushes you harder agents him. He squeezes your tits hard, kneading them in his large, leather covered hands. You pull at his arms as he does, but he is so strong and big it has no affect. You again mumble “no” a few more times. After roughly rubbing your tits, he takes a hold of your shirt and pulls it apart hard and fast. You let out a little scream when he does, but there is no one around to hear. Buttons pop off your shirt and fly across the room. He quickly pulls your shirt completely off of you. He then grabs the back strap of your braw and pulls that apart with a quick jerk, pulling it completely off of you body. Again you let out a small scream. He firmly pulls your back against him again, grabbing your now bare tits in the process.

            You are shaking like mad, but to your surprise you can feel yourself really getting turn you on. You can feel your pussy getting wet. Your struggling subsides slightly.

            Noticing your large nipples, you hear him moan. He grabs both nipples in each hand, pinching them firmly between his thumb and finger. First he pushes them into your chest while he pinches them then he pulls them away from you hard. He does this over and over. You can’t keep your self from reacting to the sensation it is causing. You can feel him thrusting his hips into you as he plays with your tits.

            He spins you around so that you are facing him. He gets on his knees in front of you and starts roughly sucking on your right tit. He takes a large part of it into his mouth and bites on it, flicking his tongue across your nipple the whole time. Abruptly, and to your surprise, you let out a short moan of pleasure. Stopping yourself as soon as you realize you are. He continues sucking and biting your tits one then the other, sometimes sucking and biting just the nipples. He’s being so rough your breast start to hurt. You can feel your pussy really getting wet. Your trying not to act like your enjoying it but you can’t help it, every once in a while a another moan slips out.

            He stops sucking your tits. Grabs a hold of your paints and, to your surprise, rips the button off and unzips them all in one strong pull. He pulls both your paints and underwear down to your ankles. Picks you up with ease and puts you on the edge of your desk. He pulls your pants and underwear completely off and spreads your legs exposing your dripping hot pussy. You are hardly struggling at all now. Your pussy is begging to be touched. He kneels down in front of you throwing your legs over his shoulders. Roughly he drives his face between your legs. He takes as much of you into his mouth at once as he can, sucking and pulling at your whole pussy. You let out a loud moan as soon as his mouth touches you. Then he drives his long tongue deep into you, running it all around inside of you. You can’t hold back anymore. The feeling of his tongue flying around inside of you drives you to an instant orgasm. You grab a hold of the edge of your desk as you have an intense orgasm, filling his mouth full of your hot cum. You hear him moan as he drinks all you have to give him. Saying in a muffled voice “Ya baby, give me all your cum, give it to me!” Hearing this really turns you on, making you cum even harder. After he takes all of your cum, he moves up to your clit, there he licks it quickly then nibbles and bites it. You can’t hold still, you start thrashing your hips. He grabs you tightly holding you in place. You start cumming again, as soon as you do he moves back down and sticks he tongue back deep into your pussy drinking all of your cum, moaning “Ya, give it to me”.

            He stops and stands up between your legs as you lay there on your desk, your pussy dripping down your ass onto the desk. You don’t move in exhaustion from the intense orgasms you just had. You can’t help but watch as he unzips his paints and starts to pull out his dick. You gasp when you see the size of it. You’re well below his waist lying on the desk but when he lets go of his dick the head hits your stomach with a thud. It must be 11 or 12 inches long, and almost as big around as your four-arm. You have no idea how he is going to fit that inside of you.

            You can feel his pre-cum on your stomach where he dropped his dick. He grabs his dick and strokes it over you to get it completely erect. His hands run slowly from his head to his balls, up and down until he is stiff. It looks even bigger than before now. You notice your hips are thrusting with each stroke of his hand on his dick. He pushes is dick so it is sticking straight out and starts to line his head up against your pussy. You start to squirm but he forcefully grabs your hips so you can’t move. He slowly starts sliding his dick into you. You start to squeeze the edge of your desk hard. You can feel your lips spreading farther and farther apart as his head forces its way into you. You feel your lips painfully stretching to their limits. You start to squirm and moan from the pain when you final feel his head slip all the way in. He then continues to sliding his dick into you. You keep grabbing the desk hard as you feel his head sliding deeper and deeper into you, keeping your lips achingly stretched to their limits. His head and shaft is rubbing hard agents the walls of your pussy all the way in. You let out a loud moan as his head reaches your inner limits. The feeling of that huge dick deep in you makes you cum hard just having it there. Your pussy squeezes his big dick as you cum, make him moan. He says loudly, “Yes, squeeze my dick, cum all over my dick!” He just leaves his big throbbing dick deep in you until you finish cumming. He fills you so completely that all of your cum runs out of your pussy and down his dick and balls.

            As soon as you’re done cumming he slowly pulls his long dick all the way out. You moan as you feel his head slip out of you. Then he lines his head back up and slams it back into you, making your whole body jerk. You scream. He pulls it all the way back out, then slams it in again. He keeps doing this over and over. Your whole body shakes with each thrust. It does not take long before you have another intense orgasm.  As soon as you start he slams his dick in again and just holds it there. Your pussy milks his dick hard as you cum. You can feel his huge dick throbbing inside you. He says, “Oh ya baby. Squeeze that dick.” Each time he says anything it just intensifies your orgasm.

            After a few minutes you finally stop cumming. He then starts to pump your pussy with his big dick, slowly at first. Then with each pump it gets faster and harder. Finally he is screwing you hard and fast. His big dick sliding in and out of you sloppy wet cum drenched pussy over and over again. You keep having orgasm after orgasm. You both are moaning and groaning loudly. You gasp with almost every orgasm. The desk is thumping with each pump of his big dick into your pussy. The wet sloppy sound of his huge dick slamming in and out of your drenched pussy fills the room. The smell of sex is strong and intoxicating to you. You hear him start moaning with each pump. You can also feel his dick getting stiffer and his head swelling deep in your pussy. “I’m almost there!” he groans loudly. “Are you ready to take my hot cum deep in your little pussy?” He asks. This makes you cum yet again. He starts pumping even faster and groaning louder. “Answer my question!” he demands loudly, squeezing your hips hard as he does. “Answer me! Are you ready for me to unload my cum in you?!” You just moan and groan as you keep cumming. Just as he’s about to cum he pulls out, you look down as his huge swollen head shoot his white hot cum all over your body. A big hot load lands right at the base of you neck and another across your right tit and yet another down the center of your stomach. You watch him as he grabs his dick and milks the rest of his cum out. The hot cum slowly runs out of his head onto your cum drenched stomach. Your orgasm slowly stops and you find yourself desiring his hot cum in you. “Next time, answer me, and I’ll let you feel my dick fill you with my cum.” he says. You look at his dick and notice that it’s not getting soft.

            He takes his shirt off and reaches down and stands you up, his cum starts running down your body. He reaches down and picks you up just below your ass. You have no choice but to hold onto his shoulder or you would fall backwards. He lifts you high agents him. His cum smears between the two of you as your bodies come together. He lowers you onto his enormous dick. You both let out a moan as you slide slowly down his long shaft. He then proceeds to lift you all the way up and back down is long dick, dropping you back on it with force each time. You start cumming uncontrollably. You can feel his muscles flexing against you as he lifts you up and down like you where a pillow. He starts to sweat and groan as he slides you up a down is dick faster and harder. You’ve cum so much it’s running down his balls and legs. His cum is sliding between your chests with each pump. You can feel your sensitive, cum covered nipples rubbing against his chest, which is intensifying each orgasm. He starts to groan loudly and you again can feel his dick swelling inside of you. “Do you want my cum this time?” he grunts as he starts lifting you faster and dropping you harder each time now. You just keep groaning and moaning loudly. “Answer me, do you want my cum!” he yells. You start another intense orgasm; you scratch his sweaty shoulders hard. “Do you want it?!” he groans loudly. You can feel his enormous head swelling in side of you; you know he is about to cum. You have to feel it explode inside of you this time. As you start to have another intense orgasm you yell out, “Yes! Please, cum inside of me! Fill me with you cum!” As soon as you say that, he drops you hard onto his dick and leaves you there. His swollen head unleashes another large load of hot cum. You can feel it slam into the back of your inner pussy. With his big dick filling your pussy, your cum and his cum starts flowing out of your drenched pussy. Load after hot load of cum shoots out of his big dick. Each pump of his dick sends an intension orgasmic sensation throughout your body. You scratch and clench his back and shoulders throughout the orgasms.

As soon as he finishes unloading all of his cum into you he drops you back down onto your desk, his dick sliding out as he does. You glance at him after lying back on your desk. His dick is hanging down now but still very big and still throbbing in the air. Some of his cum is dripping out of his still swollen head. His dick and balls are drenched from both of your cum. You can see your scratch marks and his cum smeared all over his chest.

            He stuffs his half hard dick back into his paints, puts his shirt back on and walks out the door. You’re left lying on your back sprawled out across your desk. Your body is covered with his cum and sweat. Both of your cum is running out of you onto your desk from your throbbing stretched open pussy. You pass out from exhaustion.

ter">Illegal Entry

     She entered her apartment, tossing her briefcase onto the couch, and making a beeline to the bedroom for a quick switch; to exchange her work clothes for something much more comfortable.  It had been another horrendous day; taxing her nerves, and making her wonder whether she should have chosen a calmer, less stressful profession. 

     Shucking her gray suit and frilly white blouse, she stood before the mirror for a few moments; fondling her 36-D breasts, her fingers caressing their dark, quarter-sized aeriolas, before wandering down the firm muscles of her stomach to her thatch.  God, despite all; she was still one hell of a sexy woman!  At forty-three, she could easily rival the bodies of most twenty-year-olds.  It was a shame that her husband had abandoned ship; his maleness completely obliterated by her ever-growing success.  Poor men; their egos were so fragile, so easily and utterly destroyed.  

      She turned and headed for her closet, feeling a sudden gust of cool air. And that’s when she noticed it; the broken window, its glass shards strewn across the carpeting!  Before she could react, a gloved hand was clamped across her mouth, a voice at her ear, warning, “Keep quiet, or I’ll slit your fucking throat.”

     When the hand let up a little, she warbled.  “ Please, don’t hurt me.  I’ll --- I’ll do anything you say.”

     “Fucking A, you will.”

     “If you’re looking for money, I -- I have some in my purse”

     “Money is a perk for me, lady; I want a hell of a lot more than that.”

     “I could write you out a check -- please.”

     His hands roamed from her mouth, down over her neck and breastbone to her jugs, cupping and bouncing them in his hands.  “I saw you preening in the mirror.  You think you’re real hot-shit, don’t you?”

     “No, no; I’m really not like that.”

     The hands left her breasts and groped their way down the length of her stomach, fingering her navel, before moving on to her snatch.

     “I’ll -- I’ll do anything you say, but, please, don’t hurt me.”

     “Self-worshipping bitches, like you, really piss me off,” he snapped, flinging her onto the bed.  “You won’t be so arrogant when I’m finished with you.”

     She rolled off the mattress and tried for the door, but he caught her by the hair, yanking her back, and driving a fist into her kidney area.  Before she could recover, he ran her hard, ramming her head into the door frame; then again and again, until she nearly collapsed, a virtual solar system exploding in her brain.

     “If you want to make this tough, that’s just fine by me. I have no problem with that, at all.”

     Dazed and in pain, she lashed out, blindly, delivering a glancing blow to his jaw.

     “Oh yeah; I love fighters.  You’re getting me all wet, here.”

     He smacked her across the face, sending her flying onto the bed, where she laid like a worn-out, old dishrag; panting, head and heart throbbing, trying to regain her senses.  She felt the lump on her forehead, wincing in pain.  Would he kill her when he was finished?  With all the commotion, in her panic, she hadn’t even caught a glimpse of his face.  Was he white or black, Oriental or Hispanic?  He sounded as though he was white, but, hell, he could be an Eskimo for all she knew.  Dare she chance a look?  Would it seal her fate if she saw his face?

     The light suddenly went out, as if he had anticipated her thoughts, and she could hear his animal-like grunts as he tried to tear off his clothes in a hurry.  Then the mattress bounced and he was next to her, his scent a mixture of cologne, cigarette smoke and what -- maybe vodka. 

     “I’ve been watching you for weeks, bitch; strutting around in your high-and-mighty power suits.  You really think you’re the cat’s meow, don’t you?”

     “No -- no --.”

     “Yeah, yeah!”

     He roughly rolled her onto her back, squeezing her breasts together and sucking each of her nipples in turn, rolling them between his teeth.  She tried to squirm away, but he adjusted his weight, pinning her down.

     “I got to say one thing; you have a hell of a set of knockers.  What size are they?”

     When she didn’t answer, he repeated the question, much louder.

     “They’re thirty-six-D.”

     “I’ll say.  You have it all, huh; power suits, power car, power boobs.”

     Then, in a flash, he was on her, his warm tongue wandering her lips, and she felt his hardness enter her, roughly at first, then much more gentle.  Before she knew it, they were moving in rhythm, her legs wrapped around his butt, her nails digging into his back. She felt the adrenaline rush come quickly, gasping, a euphoric feeling swimming in her head.  His chest hair scrapped her boobs, as their tongues darted into one another’s mouths.  On and on it went; the rocking, the groaning, the panting; both squealing in unison as they blew their cookies at the same time.

     He rolled off of her and they laid there for a long time, trying to catch their breath.  Cool air rustled the curtains, traffic humming in the distance, an occasional horn.

     “You’re --,” he rasped.  “You’re even better than I had thought.”

     She didn’t answer, confused by a strange mixture of fear and ecstasy.

     “Well?”

     “Well what?”

     “How was I?”

     She pondered for a moment, unable to answer.

     “C’mon; how was I?”

     She answered with a giddy, schoolgirl laugh.  “Not bad, considering it was an illegal entry.”

     He chuckled at the remark and flung out of bed, gathering up his clothes.  “You stay right where you are, don’t move a muscle.”

     “You’re -- You’re not going to hurt me, are you?”

     “After a fuck like that, I don’t want to have to.  I will, though, if you give me no choice.  So, like I said; you just stay there while I get the hell out of here.”

     She watched as he quickly dressed, a dark form, his eyes never leaving her.  Without another word, he made his way to the window, freezing with one foot out as she switched on the light.

     “Fuck, damn-it-all; now you saw my face!  Now I have no choice but to --.”

     She jumped out of bed and walked to him, her fingers toying with his curly black hair, then roaming down his cheek to trace his jaw.  “And a nice face it is.”

     He could only stare, mouth agape, eyes as wide as saucers.  Finally, after considering his options, he started back out the window.

     “Wait -- wait, wait, wait.”

     He froze again, utterly confused.

     She rummaged through her purse, squealing in frustration and pouring its contents onto the bed.  Then she snatched up a card and walked to him, holding it out.

     “What’s this?”

     “You’ll find my office number, as well as my home number on there.  If you ever want another go-round, like tonight, give me a call.”

     He reached for it, hesitantly, his eyes growing wider.  “Are -- Are you serious?”

     “I am dead serious.”

     He considered her for a long moment, chuckling at the absurdity of it all, then tucked the card into his pocket and made his way out the window.

     “Or, if you prefer; you can just surprise me, like earlier!” she called after him.

     He hustled down the darkened street, glancing back at her window.  She wasn’t such a “bitch” after all.  At the corner, he stopped, the suspense killing him.  Pulling out a small pocket light, he shined it on the card, sucking in a startled breath.  “Jesus, would you look at this,” he whispered to himself.

     There, in bold black-and-gold lettering – Samantha Eggers; Assistant Police Commissioner, City of New York.

 

 

    

    

    

    

    

    

    

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

make the relationship work, and seeing her like that, I would be furious, and ready to go back and scream my lungs out. Instead, nothing.

As I checked into a motel roughly 2 hours later, the bitterness finally began to well up inside me. Eventually this turned to anger, and finally a burning desire for revenge. How could she do this and think she would get away with it? Automatically, my mind began formulating ideas and scenarios with which to get the bitch back. Sitting alone in my room, I decided the best and most...creative form of revenge would be a taste of her own medicine, as it were. Grabbing my keys, I drove to a nearby sex shop and made my preparations...

I knew Lucy would be at home when I knocked at the door a few days later. She had tried to phone me a couple times but I was inconsolable. She answered the door without checking who it was, and when I saw her, a brief moment of pity and hesitation overcame me. I looked up and down her body; she had always been beautiful, with black silky hair and olive skin to go with it. Not to mention her perfect perky breasts, which were all natural and yet full and round. She also had a real hourglass figure, with her curvaceous hips framing her amazing ass. Snapping me out of my daydream, she said simply "I'm sorry." Another ten seconds passed, and I replied "You will be," before pushing her roughly inside and slamming the door. I pulled out from behind my back a cloth soaked in chloroform, and shoved it over her face, ignoring her attempts to stop me. I received a scratch to my face, and a sore shin, but she was unconscious. I began to make my preparations.

I stripped Lucy naked, and hoisted her up against the bare wall in the living room, clamping her wrists in the shackles I had attached to the wall. She now hung limply by her arms, but I decided when she awoke, this would not be enough. I attached 2 more shackles to the wall, then pulled her legs up over her head and pinned them in place. Thus, she was completely supported by the shackles, and her pussy and ass were exposed as far as possible. Two birds with one stone. She had always kept her pussy nice and trim, although I didn't see why, considering she rarely was in the mood for sex. She always tended to prefer blowjobs or handjobs if I asked, and anything raunchier like anal was out of the question. This would work well now, however, as it meant both her ass and pussy would be as tight as could be.

When she awoke, I had some other preparations to make before the real events started. Immediately, she began shouting at me to let her down, how dare I do this, blah blah blah. The anger built up again, and I slapped her hard on the pussy, causing a scream to interrupt her incessant yammering. I shoved a ball gag in her mouth to keep it that way. All she could do now was glare at me, and mumble slightly through the gag. "Look at me all you want with those accusing eyes. You're gonna get what you deserve. In fact, I'm gonna start by leaving a little souvenir of this whole night, " I smugly told her. I reached into my bag of tricks, and pulled out a piercing gun. Moving it over her body, and letting her see what it was, I began taunting her by slowly dragging it across her skin. She trembled in fear, and could only watch as I suddenly positioned it over her left nipple, and fired. A sudden click, and a ring was attached to her gorgeous breast. She writhed in pain, trying to scream and somehow end the pain. I decided not to do the other tit for now, as she seemed about to pass out from the pain. I left her and sat down in the other room, waiting for the real surprise to arrive.

A knock at the door, and 5 tall men entered, striding into the living room where my wife was imprisoned. It was a picturesque scene: 5 men all standing in a semi-circle around the terrified and exposed woman, helplessly pinned to the wall. Her facial expression was a mixture of pain, fury, and humiliation, and it turned me on more than I thought possible. My cock began to grow in my pants, which caused me to get the show started. I instructed the men to get naked, and told them to "do what you like." Immediately the first man stepped up to my wife, roughly grabbing her hips and positioning his erect member in front of her pussy. I guessed his dick was roughly 7" long, but it was thick too. All the better, I thought. Raising his hand, he slapped her ass hard as he simultaneously thrusted his cock into her. His hips slammed against hers, pushing her up against the wall hard. She winced and groaned loudly, as the man began a violent rhythm of fucking her. Her tits were bouncing up and down as he pounded her, and I could tell the fresh piercing was causing her some discomfort, in addition to the stretching her cunt must have been undergoing. The man didn't last long, and leaned over her, cumming inside her. When he pulled away, her vagina was red and raw, and this was after 1 guy! I was pleased, to say the least.

The night continued with my wife being the centre of attention. 4 more guys fucked her roughly, unleashing torrents of cum in her pussy and on her stomach and tits. I had also told the guys to focus on other areas, and they obliged by slapping her ass and pussy, choking her while fucking her, and spitting in her face. She looked a complete mess by this point. Her pussy was swollen and bleeding slightly, she was dripping with cum (in fact, there was a small puddle of cum that had accumulated on the floor beneath her), and her wrists and ankles were raw from the shackles. Now it was my turn. I first reached into the bag, pulling out a large black dildo I had bought. It was longer and thicker than any of the cocks that had just violated my wife's pussy. I moved over to her, and removed her ball gag. I wanted to hear her scream as I got my revenge. I took the dildo and roughly shoved it into her slit, watching her wince in pain. Then, without warning, I moved my cock below it and positioned it at the entrance to her asshole. Her eyes widened, "No, no, pleaseeeee!!" I had come this far, however, and I wanted to see it through. I thrusted forward, and slammed my cock into her ass, filling her up completely. Her ass was so tight I could barely keep a steady rhythm. The scream emanating from Lucy only spurned me on at this point, and I began pistoning my cock in and out of her ass. Her tight sphincter clamped around my dick, and it felt amazing. Clearly Lucy didn't feel the same way as she was getting fucked violently in both holes.
   
After a short while, I climaxed, shooting what seemed like bucketloads of hot cum into her raw passage. I slumped over her, and then relaxed. "Now we're even, bitch. You hurt me, I hurt you." Stepping back, I looked at the pool of cum, along with Lucy's ass and pussy juices, that had dripped onto the floor below her. "What a mess, " I smiled. "I guess you can help me out with one last thing, huh Lucy?" I released the shackles pinning her arms and legs to the wall, and she collapsed to the floor. "Be a good girl and clean up this mess, would you?" I shoved her head closer to the pool, and I guess she was too exhausted and shocked to refuse. She slowly knelt over, and began gingerly lapping at the puddle. 

ce nearer to my office. As Sam always had the similar complain in the past, it was not hard for me to cajole him to take up the decision. And we moved out of that place, much to my relief.

Our new home was also an apartment complex, though the living room and dining area were a bit smaller, but I had no complains.

Another thing was really bothering me. In all our four years of marriage, we had never kept any secrets between us and I knew that I should tell Sam about what happened that evening. But, I was really not sure about how he’d react. I love him very much and was/am not ready to lose him at any cost. But, I decided that I’d tell him anyway and see what happens.

So, one night after dinner I decided to go ahead and chalked out a plan of action. We were relaxing in our living room and I went up to the TV set and played the movie, which I was watching THAT night. It features a woman with three men and the scenes were really hot. I moved into the sofa, where Sam was sitting, and sat close to his lap. I put a hand on his right thigh and run my tongue on his ear. I knew how that turns him on. He then placed both of his hands on my tits and squeezed them. A moan escaped my lips. I knew he was getting hot and making me the same.

He started talking dirty, “So, you like this movie very much, don’t you? Do you like the cocks of those guys?” I talked back to him, “Yes I like them. I like the way these guys are fucking her.” He took off my robe, which was the only thing I was wearing then. I returned the favor by taking off his T-shirt and trouser along with his shorts. His cock was already very hard and some pre-cum was leaking from it. I swooped down on his cock and lapped up the juice from the head, causing his cock to throb. He wanted me to take his cock in my mouth, but I wanted it to last and moved away, but kept my hand on his cock, stroking it lightly. He got frustrated and said, “So, you want to play dirty tonight, don’t you, Slut?” “Yes”, I answered. He continued his verbal assault, “Do you want to get fucked like that woman?” I knew that he didn’t mean what he was saying, but I was hoping otherwise. It would help me to bring up the subject. I said, “Yes, I want to get fucked like that, but I want you to watch me getting fucked like that.” He almost came when he heard that. I squeezed the base of his cock hard as not to allow him to come so fast.

I told that I wanted to feel his tongue on my pussy, and he obliged right away. He laid me down on the sofa on my back and went between my legs. He took a long look at my very wet pussy, as if he was seeing it for the very first time. Then he ran his tongue very slowly over my outer lips. He did that for some few more times. I wanted him to lick my clit, but he was avoiding it intentionally, making me buck my pussy up to his mouth. Not able to bear this sweet torture anymore, I shouted, “Please Honey, lick my clit. Please make me come with your tongue.” Sam was waiting for me to say those words. He put his tongue on my clit and started lapping at it with frenzy. He inserted two fingers in my pussy and found my G-spot and started playing some very hard games with it. This was too much for me. As he continued to lick my clit with fervor and finger fuck me, I went wild and came very hard on his fingers and mouth. He lapped up the juices from my cunt. He took one of his fingers, soaked with my juices, to his lips and licked it clean and brought the other finger to my lips and said, “Taste your own juice, you Slut!” I obliged as I lapped up the juices from his finger as if it were the last that I’d ever get.

He then spread my legs wider and positioned himself between my legs. He took his hard cock in his hand and started rubbing it along my slit. I knew he wanted to tease me to the point when I’d beg him to fuck me. Well, I was already to that point and I begged him, “Please fuck me with that hard cock. I want you to fuck me very hard and I want you to talk dirty to me.” He shoved his cock into my pussy in one hard thrust and I moaned out loud. He started to talk dirty to me, “I’ll fuck you like a whore tonight. I’ll fuck you like that woman. Do you want to get fucked like a whore?” I replied, “Yes, I want to get fucked like a whore. Fuck me like a whore. I want to get gangbanged and I want all the men to come all over me.” I said that and looked directly into Sam’s eyes to find out his reaction. He stopped for a moment and I thought that I’d lost it all. But, he immediately drove into my pussy more vigorously and I decided to go ahead with it. Then I said, “Sam, I want to tell you something, while you fuck me.” He looked at me with his lustful eyes and nodded yes, and slowed his pace a bit so as to enjoy the fuck for some more time.

Looking directly into his eyes, I blurted out everything that happened to me THAT evening. He didn’t say a single word while I spoke, but when I told him how they’d come all over my face, mouth and tits, he gave me one last hard thrust and came very hard in my pussy. I felt him spurt his hot sperm deep inside my womb. That drove me over the edge and I came bucking my ass trying to pull his cock deeper into my pussy.

When we’d finished coming, he didn’t take out his cock from my cunt. Instead, he looked me in the eye and asked me whether I was telling the truth. I told him that it really happened and I’d told him exactly what happened and apologized for not telling him before. I told him that I didn’t have the courage to tell him, though I wanted to. I couldn’t make out what was going on in his mind, but I felt that his cock had remained hard even after coming, which was not the case on previous occasions. He asked me in a very husky voice, “Smita, did you like it when they fucked you like that? Did you want them to fuck you like a whore that evening?” I said, “I’m sorry Sam. That evening I was so horny by watching the movie and you were not there. And I really needed to get fucked and when they came in and started it all I couldn’t or didn’t want them to stop. And yes, I liked it very much. And I’m sorry about that. But, I really love you very much and don’t want to lose you.” I felt his cock throb inside my pussy and I looked intently into his eyes.

He kissed me full on my mouth and when he withdrew he said, “Smita, I always wanted to see you fuck other men in real life. But, I didn’t know how you’d react. That’s why I never brought up that subject. And now that you’ve told me about all this, I want to make my fantasy come true. What do you think, will you do it again in front of me?” I couldn’t believe what was happening. I always thought that I’d lose Sam, if I told him about my experience, and there I was lying beneath my husband with his hard cock throbbing in my pussy and he was asking me to relive the experience for him to watch. I had to admit that the mere mention of those words made me wetter in my pussy and I bucked my ass up to take his cock deeper. He took the hint and started thrusting his cock into my pussy slowly again. He asked me again, “So, will you fuck other men in front of me?” I told him that I love him dearly and don’t want to do anything that would affect our love life. He took my face in his hands and told me that he loved me the same way and by doing it, won’t affect our love life a bit. He said, “After all, what has love to do with all this?” On hearing that I extended my hands grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled them against me. As he drove his cock deeper, I said, “Yes, I’ll do it only if you are there and promise me to fuck me afterwards.” He asked me, “Is that a promise?” I said, “Yes, I’ll do it if you want it. I promise.” Both of us were getting too much hot by all the conversation that was going on. Sam increased his tempo and started fucking me with abandon and though that was his second time that night, I sensed that he was going to come very soon. I started bucking my ass up meeting his every thrust with that of mine allowing his cock to glide against my G-spot. He couldn’t hold on any more and came for the second time in my pussy. Feeling his hot cum in my womb brought me over the edge again and I came like a river and felt like I was in the seventh heaven. When we came back to earth, Sam took out his cock from my pussy, kissed me deeply and said that he loved me and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Next morning both of us avoided the subject that we’d discussed the night before. As we left for work, he kissed me and I could see a wicked smile on his face but couldn’t understand it.

I was too busy at work and forgot the subject as a whole. Soon after lunch hour Sam called me and in a very deep voice said, “I found some clients for you, Whore.” I was stunned to hear that. Talking dirty, while having sex is one thing and talking dirty over phone at work and that too on such a subject was another thing. Sam never did that before and I thought that he was testing me and was just kidding. I asked him what he meant by that and whether he was serious. He said, yes and told me to be at home by 5:45. He’d also go home early. I couldn’t believe what he said and thought that he must be kidding, and assured myself by thinking that he couldn’t have arranged all that in such a small time. But, I decided to play by Sam’s lines and made a note to reach home early.

I couldn’t concentrate on my work, as Sam’s words kept coming back to my mind, “I found some clients for you, Whore.” I looked at the watch every ten minute and waited anxiously to go home and find out what Sam was up to. But, I had to admit to myself that the thought of being fucked by other men in front of my husband was making me quite hot as I felt my panties getting soaked from the wetness from my pussy.

I reached home at 5:40 that evening and found Sam’s car at the apartment parking lot. I went inside our apartment to found that Sam was relaxing on the sofa of our living room and having a beer. He got up, when he saw me, took me in his arms and kissed me. As we broke off from the kiss I gave a questioning look and asked him what was the phone call all about. He in turn took me in his arms and asked me whether I was really ready to fulfill his fantasy. I dropped my eyes and gave him a nod. He then told me about these three men we met at one of Sam’s office parties. I couldn’t remember them though. They were from a different company, with whom he was negotiating for a deal for sometime. He went on saying that he knew from the very moment those guys met me, at that party, they wanted to fuck me. He told me that the guys couldn’t take their eyes off me and that evening and they had complimented about me when they met Sam later. He added that these guys were really driving him nuts as he wanted to close the deal as soon as possible and they were taking their own sweet time.

Se said, “I met them again this morning. And I decided that as I want this contract very badly, I’d offer them some incentive from my end to close the deal. Well Honey, the incentive that I’m going to offer them is YOU. And I told them quite as the same.” Sam told me that at first the guys didn’t believe him, and asked whether I was up to it. He told them that he’d speak to me about it and had asked them to come to our home for dinner at seven. He asked me, “Well Honey, what do you think? Will you do it?” I looked at him and asked, “Do you really want me to do this? Are you sure watching me getting fucked by other men won’t affect our love life?” He said, “Yes I want it and I know you want it as much as I do. And Honey, trust me, I’m going to love you the same as I do now, maybe even more as you’ll be actually doing me a favor, helping me to get the contract.” He waited for my answer. I replied, “Well, if you want this and remember your promise to fuck me afterwards, I’ll do it.” That was all he wanted to hear. He told me to take a shower and to dress for the occasion and gave me a broad smile.

I went into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I needed some time alone. I asked myself whether I was really ready for it. But, I remembered how horny I felt on the other evening when I got gangbanged and when Sam mentioned about his fantasy the night before. I knew I wanted it to happen as much as Sam. I stepped into the shower and let the warm water take away all the strain. As I dried off in front of the bathroom mirror, I tried to decide upon what to wear. At last I decided to wear a red evening dress that Sam had bought me a few weeks back.

As I went into our bedroom and took out the dress and laid it down on the bed, Sam knocked and announced that the guys had already come. I opened the drawer, where I keep my lingerie. I took out a black G-String panty, knowing that I won’t be able to wear any bra with the dress I chose. The dress had only two strings as shoulder straps. That doesn’t offer any option of wearing a bra with the dress, not that I need a bra, having a pair of very firm tits. I wore the panty and slipped the dress on me. The dress was of a silky material and clung to my body like a second skin. I looked myself in the mirror and liked the reflection. As the dress was cut low both in front and back it showed off much of my skin and I can clearly see much of my cleavage at the reflection. This made me think about how my looks were going to affect the guys when they see me. That thought made my nipples get hard and I could clearly make out their forms through the thin material of the dress. I turned around and checked the back of the dress. Sam always told me that I have a ‘Bubble-Butt’ and always gave me compliments about it and how it always gave him hard-ons whenever he looked at it. I looked at my ass and saw the material stick to my firm round ass tightly without showing any panty-line. The dress had a slit along the left side that went up to above my mid-thigh almost to my waist, showing my leg. I knew that the guys would be able to see my bare legs very well. I applied some make-up on my face, which completed my ‘fuck-me’ look. I knew that I’d be carrying a ‘fuck-me’ look, but remembered that Sam meant just that when he told me to ‘dress for the occasion’. When I thought that I’d done enough with my make-up I prepared myself to go outside. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, opened the door and went into our living room.

The guys were sitting on the sofa chatting with Sam and having beers. As soon as I entered the room all of them had their eyes fixed on me. I felt like I was a snake charmer and as if they were the snakes. I recognized the guys. Sam again introduced us and I remembered their names as Alex, Philip and Andy. Alex was the oldest of them, and I figured that he might be around forty as the other two would be around thirty-seven. They got up and greeted me. As I looked at them, they looked back at me with lustful eyes. Sam announced that dinner was ready and that they were waiting for me. So, we moved into our dining room. I sat next to Alex and Andy while Philip and Sam sat opposite to me. During dinner I felt their lustful eyes travel to my cleavage as we had some small talks. Alex was staring at my almost bare left leg, which was showing as the slit in the dress had left my leg exposed. I gave a quick gaze to Alex’s lap and as expected found a big bulge in his pants. We finished our dinner and Sam asked me to help him clear the dishes and told the others that dessert would be served soon. The guys went back to our living room as Sam and me cleared the dishes.

When we were alone at the kitchen, Sam asked me, “So, are you ready to offer yourself as dessert?” I looked him in the eye and asked back, “Do you really want me to do this?” He took my hand and placed it on his pants and I felt a very hard cock there. I got my answer. Sam was still waiting for my answer. So, I stepped back, spread my legs a bit, allowing the dress to part showing my bare leg. I let my left hand to go inside the dress between my legs. I parted the panty to one side and inserted two fingers into my already very wet pussy. As I took out the fingers from my cunt, I adjusted my panty, and brought the fingers in full view of Sam. He saw my fingers covered in my pussy juices. I then placed the fingers on my lips and licked them clean. Sam had his answer. He told me that he was going back into the living room and told me to join them in ten minutes.

I went back to our bedroom and applied some more lipstick to my already red lips and checked myself in the mirror. I checked out the watch and went back into the living room. I entered the room and sat next to Sam. Sam got up from his seat, pulled me up and made me stand in the middle of the room. He then went behind me held me lightly from behind and then said in a very ceremonious voice, “Well guys, here is your dessert for the evening. I’m offering you my wife for all of you to enjoy.” I was stunned by this development. I never thought that Sam would offer me, his wife, so lewdly to these very horny guys right in our living room. I couldn’t believe that Sam was able to act so lewdly. But another part of me liked the way I was being treated like a real whore and that instantly made my nipples get hard. Alex took charge of the conversation from the other end. He asked Sam, “Well, what do you mean by for us to enjoy? Please elaborate on that.” They were actually negotiating over me like they negotiate any other business. I couldn’t believe my ears. Sam answered them by saying that by ‘enjoyment’ he meant that they could fuck me. Having said that word, I felt myself cross the last border of no return. Sam said that without showing any emotions in his voice but I felt his hard cock press against my ass. I tried to stay still as my inner-self wanted to push my ass back on his cock. While all these conversations were going on, I couldn’t look at the guys and kept my gaze fixed on the floor as I felt myself trembling. I shot a quick look at the guys and found out that all of them had developed big bulges in their pants. I realized that my nipples were fully erect by then and were proudly announcing their state of arousal through the thin material. My panty had become fully soaked with my pussy juices.

With a short pause Alex continued the conversation. He asked Sam what he’d expect in return. Sam told him that as he was giving them a very good incentive, he wanted them to close the deal, which he was trying to get for so long. Alex answered, “Well Sam, you can have that contract but as per today, both of you and your wife would have to play as per our rules, and would have to do anything and everything we ask for. And we will call all the shots. Once agreed you cannot say ‘no’ until we are fully done. Are you two ready for that?” Sam ran his hands over my flat belly and I pushed back on his cock. Sam took it as my consent and said, “Yes, you can fuck her and use her as your whore for tonight.”

With that Alex got up from his seat joined by the other two men and came in front of me. He told Sam to step back and that from now on he and his friends would take the charge. Sam stepped back and went over to the sofa and took a seat, keeping his eyes glued to the action at the middle. As the guys approached me, I felt my knees go jelly and went beet-red in embarrassment. Alex stood directly in front of me and held my chin and moved my face up so that I was facing him, though my gaze was fixed directly onto the floor. I was breathing very fast. He then spoke, “How do you feel to be our whore for the night and that too, when your pimp husband offered your sluttish services to us?” I didn’t know what to say and kept mum as I felt all of them feeling me up all over my body. Philip had moved behind me and started rubbing his hard cock against the crack of my ass. Alex held up my chin and brought his mouth over mine as he started kissing me, forcing his hot tongue inside my mouth. At first I tried to resist his tongue, but as soon as I felt Andy put a hand to my right tit and gently squeeze on the nipple, a moan escaped my lips allowing Alex’s tongue to get inside my mouth as it started wrestling with my own tongue.

I tried to take a grasp of the total situation. There, I was standing in the middle of our living room on the verge of getting fully naked in front of these three very horny guys, while my husband was watching the show. Pictures of my previous gangbang experience came back to me as I started wiggling my ass on Philip’s hard cock. Andy and Alex had each a handful of my tits and they were mauling them, tweaking my nipples, rolling the nipples between their thumb and forefingers, through the thin material of my dress. I felt myself having a mini-orgasm and moaned into Alex’s mouth. That was the first of the many orgasms that I received that night. Alex then broke off the kiss and looked me straight in the eyes and told me that now they are going to make me totally naked and asked me, “How will you like to be fully naked in front of us? Tell us, do you want us to treat you like a whore?” I just looked back at him and licked my lips. He looked at the other guys and told them that it was time that they should make the slut naked. They all laughed at his comment. Very slowly, Philip removed the strings of the dress from my shoulders and pushed the dress down, exposing my bare skin inch by inch. As soon the dress was below my tits exposing two full firm tits for them to see, I felt the hunger in their eyes exaggerate. I expected them to touch my bare tits then, but instead they waited for the dress to be fully removed from my body. Andy pushed the dress even further, until it was below my waistline showing the G-String, which was very evidently showing the wetness through it. Andy didn’t stop a bit and he completely removed the dress as I stepped out of it. They asked me to turn around. I did as I was told as they devoured the voluptuous naked woman standing in front of them in only her black G-String, while her husband looked on.

Alex stepped in front of me and asked me whether I was ready to do anything they say. By that time I had shed my inhibitions and answered him, yes, looking straight into his eyes. He liked my boldness and asked me to remove their clothes, one by one. I reached up for the buttons of his shirt, but he stopped me. He said, “Your husband, first.” Till then I thought that they wanted Sam to be only a viewer. I liked the idea of removing my husband’s clothes in front of these guys. I went up to Sam as he stood up and kissed him on the mouth and removed his shirt and trouser. When he was in his shorts, I looked back at Alex and gave him a questioning look. He told me to completely remove ALL the clothes. I then reached for Sam’s hard cock and gave it a squeeze through his shorts before pulling the shorts off, completely. As Sam stepped out of them, I looked at his hard cock drooling pre-cum. I wanted to taste it, but decided otherwise. Alex told Sam that he couldn’t touch his cock or do anything until told to, and that he should watch the show from his seat for the time being.

I went back to Alex and again he stopped me and told me that he wanted to be the last one. I faced Andy and undid the buttons of his shirt and he helped me take it off. Then I went down on my knees and unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper and let his trouser drop to his ankles. As he stepped out of them I sat there facing him wearing only his shorts. His cock was leaking pre-cum onto the material of his shorts and that was clearly showing. I placed both of my hands to the either side of the waistband of his shorts and in one swift movement pulled them down to his ankles. I looked in awe at another man’s hard cock, while being almost naked myself with my husband watching me act like a whore with his business associates.

I removed both Philip and Alex’s clothes similarly. When all of them were fully naked, I lustfully looked at their cocks and felt happy realizing that their cocks were quite big and imagined myself being fucked by them. Philip told me to go down on my knees and suck their cocks. I did as I was told. I went down on my knees and all three of them moved in closer. All of them were already fully hard by then and I took Alex’s cock in my trembling hand and gently started stroking. A drop of pre-cum escaped from his piss slit and I ran my tongue to taste it. After tasting it and upon liking his musky smell I took the head of his cock in my mouth and started sucking on it. Slowly, I engulfed more of his cock with my mouth. I felt Alex starting to thrust into my mouth, and I reached around to hold on to the two other cocks with both my hands. The scene at the middle must have been too erotic, as Sam had started touching his cock, stroking it lightly. But Andy spotted that and told him to remove his hand from his cock. Sam did as he was told with an agonizing look on his face. The guys took turns feeding me their hard cocks as I devoured the taste of their cocks in my mouth occasionally running my tongue to their balls and lapping them.

After a while they pulled me onto my feet and in one swift move took off my fully drenched panty and threw it towards Sam. It landed on Sam’s lap. Andy sat on his knees and asked me to spread my legs wider. I realized what he was going to do and spread my legs in anticipation. Andy ran his fingers over my bald pussy, then ran his tongue along my pussy slit. As I felt him do so, I bucked my ass forward to feel more of his tongue on my pussy. I heard Sam say, “She loves to get her pussy and asshole licked at the same time.” With a very lewd smile on his face Alex asked Philip to give me what I wanted. I felt Philip go down on his knees behind me. They asked me to put my left foot on the armrest of the sofa allowing them better access to my pussy and ass at the same time. I felt my orgasm build-up as both Andy and Philip went berserk licking and sucking on my pussy and asshole. I started moving my ass to and fro urging them both to eat my pussy and asshole all the more. Alex took my right nipple into his mouth and started sucking on them and at the same time I felt Andy suck my clit into his mouth and flicked his tongue on it with frenzy. I came right then all over Andy’s face. I must have had come for minutes, but when I calmed down Andy stood up, grabbed my hair and kissed me full on the mouth. I tasted my own juices on his mouth.

Alex said, “Ok guys, enough of priming. I need to fuck this whore now. Let’s take her to her bedroom. We are going to fuck this whore in her own bedroom.” He asked Sam to follow them and they literally carried me to our bedroom. Thinking of getting fucked by these guys on our bedroom added thrill to the act. Upon entering the room, Alex told Sam to sit in the chair facing the bed and watch them fuck her slut-wife like a real whore. They laid me down on the bed on my back as all three of them climbed onto the bed with me. Alex moved in between my legs and asked me, “Tell us Whore, do you want us to fuck you like a slut in front of your husband? Tell us what you want.” I was gone past the point of any shyness and answered back, “Yes, I want all three of you to fuck me like a whore in front of my husband. I want all of you to come all over me and in my pussy.”

Without any further ceremony, Alex took his hard cock in his hand and rubbed it on my wet pussy and then placed it in front of my fuck-hole just touching the rim. He turned his head and asked Sam, “Are you ready to watch your wife getting fucked by us? Look how she’s begging to be fucked by us. And don’t forget not to touch your own cock. The show is just beginning.” Sam answered in a very husky voice, “Yes, go ahead. Fuck that whore. She had once enjoyed being gangbanged. Now I want her to become a total whore and get fucked by all of you. Fill her with your cum.”

Upon hearing that Alex didn’t wait for a second. He drove the full length of his cock in one quick thrust as I felt his cock rub against my G-spot. I moaned out loud. Alex held both my legs and brought them up allowing his cock to delve deeper into my pussy. Andy and Philip positioned themselves on both sides of my head and each took one of my hands and placed them on their cocks. I held on to their hard cocks and brought Andy’s cock closer, turned my head and took his cock into my mouth, while stroked Philip’s cock with the other hand. Philip turned his head towards Sam and said, “Do you like how we are fucking your horny wife? Tell her what you see.” I heard Sam’s voice. “Honey, Alex is fucking you so hard. I can see from here how your tight, wet pussy is forming a ‘O’ and taking in his cock. I want all of them to fill your pussy with their cum.”

I took out Andy’s cock from my mouth and looked at Sam. He was sitting there on the chair with his hard cock sticking out. As our eyes met I saw that he had that mesmerized look on his eyes as he watched me getting fucked. Looked back at Alex and he asked me to tell Sam how they are fucking me. I turned my head towards Sam again and told him that I really liked the way Alex is fucking my pussy with his fat cock. I told him that I’d never been stretched like that before.

I continued to suck and stroke Andy’s and Philip’s cock in turn. Alex started to give me those long deep thrusts that are so dear to any woman and alternatively rotated his ass as his cock reached the inner depths of my pussy. He told me that I had the tightest pussy that he had ever fucked. On hearing that he I tightened my grip on his cock with my inner pussy lips. He immediately started shouting, “That’s it slut, hold my cock with your pussy. Oh God! I’m going to come.” On hearing that, I started raising my ass to meet his every thrust. I wanted him to come inside my pussy as much as he wanted to. He asked me, “Where do you want me to come, Whore, on your face or in your pussy?” I told him that I wanted him to come inside my pussy. He started thrusting his cock even harder. He told me that after he comes in my pussy, he’d make Sam lick his cum from my pussy. I looked into his eyes and hearing those words and visualizing my husband licking another man’s cum from my freshly fucked pussy made me had a multiple orgasm and I lost count of how many I had. As soon as my orgasmic bliss subsided, I felt Alex tense and drove in his cock deep inside my pussy one last time and held it still there and started spurting his hot sticky cum in my pussy. He shouted, “I’m coming. Take it whore, take all my cum.” I increased my grip on his cock as I tried to drain out his cock of every drop of cum. Feeling him deposit his cum inside me made me orgasm one more time.

After Alex had finished coming, he took out his semi erect cock from my pussy and sat back and looked at Sam. Sam had heard Alex when he told me what he wanted Sam to do. He told Sam that if he wanted that contract he’d have to do whatever they wanted. He told him to get his ass up on the bed and lick his cum from his own wife’s pussy. And not only that, whenever any one of them would come on me Sam had to lick their cum from me. The mere thought of the act was making me want Sam to do it. Alex turned to me and told me to ask Sam to do it. I looked at my husband and saw how hot he’d become. His cock was throbbing from watching all the action. I said, “You horny bastard! Look what you’ve done to me. You’ve turned your own wife into a whore. Now that Alex had fucked me like a slut, come here and lick all his cum from my pussy.” I also repeated what Alex said and told him that he’d have to do the same whenever any one of them comes.

I didn’t know whether on hearing I talking dirty like that or he really wanted to do it. He got up from where he was sitting and walked to the bed. His cock was sticking out like a pole before him. He climbed onto the bed as I spread my legs wide for him. Sam knelt between my legs and brought his face close to my pussy. He waited there for a few seconds looking at the pussy that he’d licked and had fucked so many times. But then, it was different. It was the same pussy of his wife, but it was just been fucked by another man and he could clearly see the trails of white cum leaking from my freshly fucked gaping pussy. At first he ran his tongue along the slit. I could make out that he must had tasted the cum. He waited again before driving his tongue deep inside my pussy devouring the taste of another man’s sperm from his wife’s pussy. I used my inner pussy muscles to squeeze out more cum onto his tongue and he went on licking it up. When he had finished, he sat up and licked his lips and I could clearly see that some white cum on his lips. Just by watching another man’s cum on my husbands lips gave me another orgasm.

Andy told Sam to move back and took his position between my legs. He didn’t waste anytime as he drove his hard cock inside my pussy. His cock was not as fat as Alex’s but was longer and his cock touched the inner depths of my pussy where it had never been touched before. I laid there stoking Philip’s cock and was urging Andy to fuck me harder and faster with my filthy words. I told him that I would ask Sam to eat his cum too, from my pussy. But, Andy had other plans. He took out his cock from my pussy and flipped me over on my stomach like a rag doll. He told Sam that now he was going to fuck his wife in the asshole. I had been fucked in the ass before, but getting fucked that night was certainly different. A wicked thought crossed my mind. I thought that if I could make Andy come in my ass then I would be able to cajole Sam to lick his cum from my asshole too, now that he had already done that from my pussy, I hoped Sam would do that too. But, before Andy could insert his cock in my ass, Philip asked Andy that he wanted to give me a double fuck. The mere mention of ‘double-fuck’ brought back memories of my first gangbang. Without waiting for my consent, Philip laid down on the bed on his back. I was instructed to climb on top of Philip and ease down on his hard cock. I straddled Philip, placing my legs on both sides of his waist and sat down. Philip’s cock was sticking upwards, I took it in my hand and guided it at the entrance of my fuck hole. I took the entire length of his shaft in one quick downward motion. I slowly started fucking him like a pro as I felt Andy move in behind me. He held on to my shoulder and told me to be still. He then asked Philip to take out his cock from my pussy and he inserted his two fingers in my gushing hole and took out some mixed juice to lubricate my asshole and his cock. Philip again placed his cock at my entrance and gave an upward thrust burying himself deep in my pussy. I lay down on Philip’s chest giving more room to Andy to put his cock in my ass. Slowly, but surely he started pushing his cock into my asshole. After a few strokes he had his cock buried in my ass as I felt his balls slap on my ass and I felt full of cocks. It was a wonderful feeling to have two hard cocks buried deep inside me, one in my pussy and another in my ass, separated by only the thin membrane separating my pussy and ass. They picked up a rhythm between themselves as they went on filling my both holes. I looked at Sam. He was still not allowed to touch his cock and pre-cum was oozing out from his cock forming a trail of it between the head of his cock and his thighs. I asked him whether he liked what he saw. He told me that I was proving myself like a real whore. I started using both my ass and pussy muscles to squeeze both the guys’ cocks. Andy was already grunting and I knew that he’d come very soon and I increased my grip on their cocks. Andy held on to my ass and gave three super hard thrusts and came in my ass. Feeling him come inside my ass made me come again. I really didn’t know how many more times I would come that night before they’d call it a night. As soon as Andy withdrew his cock from my ass, Alex told Sam that he should know what they wanted him to do then. This time without any hesitation or my urging Sam move in behind me between Philip’s legs and looked at his wife’s asshole waiting for him to lick up the cum that had just been deposited there by another man. Philip was still fucking me from beneath. Sam looked closely at Philips cock fucking his wife’s well used pussy and started lapping Andy’s cum from my asshole. I was riding onto Philips cock like a bronco and that was making hard for Sam to concentrate on my asshole and accidentally he licked Philip’s cock and his balls. Philip felt that too and shouted, “Look Bitch! Your husband is licking my cock and balls, while I’m fucking you.” I came again. Philip took out his cock from my pussy made me sit in front of him on my knees on the bed as he stood over me he told me to open my mouth and soon he shot his cum all over my face, mouth and lips. I devoured the taste of his cum. As I brought my fingers to my face to wipe out the cum, Alex stopped me and told me to lie down on my back on the bed. He had already got another hard-on and was stroking it.

He then told Sam that he could now fuck me in front of them. A certain sigh of relief showed on Sam’s face and without wasting any more time he climbed between my legs and drove his hard cock deep inside my pussy. He suddenly realized that my face was still covered with Philip’s cum and he could smell the strong musky smell as his face was only a few millimeters above my face. I knew that he would not last very long. I said, “Come on Honey! Lick Philips cum from my face, taste it as you fuck your well used wife.” He looked into my eyes and started lapping up the cum from my face and lips. Alex had moved in very close to my head and was stoking his cock very fast. Sam looked at his cock and immediately Alex started to come and sprayed all his cum all over my face. I tried to catch as much of his cum in my mouth, but still my full face was covered with it. Sam didn’t wait this time as he lapped up the cum with hunger and brought his cum-dripping tongue into my open mouth. I lapped up the cum from his tongue. I always liked the taste of hot cum in my mouth, but tasting another man’s cum from my own husband’s tongue was literally too much for me. I sucked on his cum covered lips and tongue like berserk. That was all he could stand and started to come deep inside my pussy. I extended my hands to grip his tight ass and pulled them against me hard and came for the final time that night. We were both panting for a long time and when we calmed down, they guys had already dressed. Alex told Sam that he certainly deserve the contract and would finalize all the final details of the deal in their next meeting. They left us there on our bedroom drenched in cum and sweat.

After they left I told Sam that I loved him and he said that he loved me too and that everything would be just fine. He asked me whether I liked it. I told him that I really liked it very much and told him that I had enjoyed this gangbang better than the previous one. I thought that it was because he was present there and he participated. We didn’t even bothered to take shower and went to sleep in each other’s arms.

 

s. When we had free time my brother and I would play in the nearby forest.

I remember asking my father one night why I had the crescent marking on my right hand. He said it was part of our family’s tradition. All the men born in his line had a sun- a symbol of our family. He told me the story of my ancestors. They were as different as day and night. Their families were at war with each other. They fell in love and married ending the feud. So, it had become tradition to mark the men with suns and women with moons to symbolize that night and day can come together. He said that’s why sunrise and sunset were so beautiful. Because night and day are opposites but compliment each other perfectly. He was much better at telling the story but to this day I stop at sunset and think of my father.

The day my life changed started out like any other. I tended to my chores with Jason, my brother and afterward we went scavenging in the woods for berries. We were laughing and playing when we heard the screams coming from the village. It had always been a small, peaceful village and the only time you could hear sounds from our valley was when there was a celebration. We ran back to see our village in shambles. People were running around like crazy. The houses were on fire and Dad’s horses were trying to break through the fences to get away from the flames of our house. Jason grabbed my arm and told me to stay with him as he crouched behind some bushes. We hid there for a while and then I saw Ella. She was bundled up in the middle of the road. Maria, her mother, lay dead in front of her. With all the commotion coming from the village I could still hear Ella crying. The blankets she was wrapped in wiggling as her young body fought to wake her dead mother.

I couldn’t sit by any longer. I was only eight years old but I knew that no one was going to save that poor little girl and the invading soldiers had already come dangerously close to trampling her several times. I whispered to Jason that I’d be right back and ran down the hill into the village. I hid between a burning house and some bags of grain as I tried to find a time to dart between soldiers and villagers and pick up the crying child. I turned to run back to my hiding place and there stood the largest man I had ever seen in my life. He grabbed me as I held Ella protectively and dragged us to the goat’s pen where they were gathering the villagers. Once they had searched the rest of the village for valuables they began to divide us. Young men, old men, young women, and old women. I looked everywhere for my mother but couldn’t find her. They took the old men and women and locked them in the flaming town meeting house and made the rest of us listen as the screams grew in a frantic cry and then died out as our loved ones died.

Next the soldiers took the young men and tied them together and marched them out of town. With everyone gone but the young women the soldiers turned on us with grins. They took the thin ones with large breasts first. Pulling them aside and ripping off their clothes. The leaders of the group walked up and down the line choosing the ones they preferred. They bent them over and began forcing themselves inside the women. I’ll never forget the screams and looks on their faces as they were raped. I was young at the time and didn’t completely understand what was going on. But I knew that they were doing terrible things to my friends and neighbors.

Out of all the women abused that day I remember Tanna the most. She had always been the prettiest girl in the village. One soldier made her suck on his member. At first she refused but he slapped her and she opened her mouth for him. At the time I didn’t understand why a man would want to put himself in a woman’s mouth. I’ll never forget the evil grin that crossed his face as she took him in her mouth. Or the moans that escaped his lips…they were the most awful sound I ever heard.

Tanna was crying by the time he removed himself from her and her tears were streaking down her soot and dirt smudged face and breasts as he stepped behind her. She turned and grabbed at him begging him not to do what he had planned next but he hit her again and as she fell he grabbed her hips and turned her so she was on all fours in front of him. With one thrust he pushed himself inside her and she screamed in pain, clawing at the ground to get away from him. He grunted and groaned as he pulled against her burying himself in her. After a few minutes he threw his head back and gave a few hard thrusts before he removed himself and called another soldier over. The next soldier placed himself behind her and used her in the same way. This went on with each soldier signaling to another when he finished. At one point Tanna passed out but the men kept using her. Then she was revived with a bucket of water and the first man took another turn with her.

I stared around me as most of the women in the village were used in this way. Some taking two men into themselves at a time. Alane, a nice girl who had always been shunned by the village was the only one not crying. I remembered my mother saying she was unpure. I wondered if that had something to do with it. I watched as she smiled as the men took her. She bucked and undulated against them. Smiling as their fluid filled and covered her. I couldn’t understand why she was so happy. The men were lining up to use her. She would place one in her mouth and the man would moan as he grabbed her head and forced himself deep in her mouth. She would greedily grab his rear in an effort to force him deeper. At one point I was shocked to see that she was on top of one man while another was behind her and another had himself in her mouth. She was holding the penises of two other men in her hands pulling on them while she moaned.

This went on for what seemed like hours. I would occasionally look into the forest for Jason but I couldn’t see him. I hoped with all my heart that he had escaped. I also looked for my mother who was nowhere to be found.

When the soldiers were finished they rested and drank and ate. Once they had their strength back they tied us up and made us follow them while they rode on horseback. As we marched out of the village I saw my mother’s body laying in front of our burning house. My poor mother!

Sometimes they would stop at a river and let us drink. Other times they would give us each a small piece of bread. Other resting spots were just an opportunity for the men to use the women again. This went on for days. Finally we crossed the border into Lalicland. I knew where we were because my father had taken me there once.

After another day’s walk we got to a busy city. We were made to bathe in the river and were not allowed to dress as we were walked back into the center of town. There were the Laliclanders crowded around a small stage. We were marched up one by one as people bid on us. My mind shut down as I realized what was to become of us. We were being sold as slaves. I thought back to my happy life in my small village. I wondered why I hadn’t just stayed with my brother up in the hills under the cover of the forest.

Just then Ella grabbed my leg, bringing me back to the present. I looked down at those blue eyes and I realized that I had made the only choice I could. Ella and I were placed on the stage together. We were sold to a handsome man. He was rough and mean looking but I imagined to myself that perhaps he could be kind if we were good slaves.

We were dragged off the stage and I watched as the man exchanged money for us. It looked like a lot but I was unfamiliar with Lalicland currency. He grabbed us by the ropes around our wrists and dragged us out of the square. Ella looked up at me with her beautiful eyes and asked, "Mama, where are we going now?"

I was too young to know how to explain this to a child barely younger than myself so I told her we were going to our new home. I was too startled to correct her calling me "mama". And when it finally sunk in I figured she had been through so much I didn’t want to confuse her any further. We followed the man who purchased us to a cart. He allowed us to ride on the back and I began to think that maybe he would be a kind owner.

nder to yourself and then grinning to yourself you write, “pleasure” on the form.

The customs queue moves slowly like all such official inspections until you are in front of the desk and the routine questions come one after another, but you can tell from the expression of the security officer something isn’t quite right. Sure enough he calls someone of the phone and you and your bags are separated from the line and escorted to a plain looking conference room where you are instructed to sit. Taking a chair you wonder what is going to happen, but the officers are quiet, yet you sense in spite of the lack of words that you are clearly being detained. After an endless wait of about ten minutes a tall, blond woman comes in and judging from the reaction of the other officers, is it clear she is very senior in rank to the other police officers. She sits opposite of you, looks in a file and after a few moments, looks up and you and begins.

“Your name shows up as a match on our watch lists. Have you ever been associated with any known criminal or terrorist groups or perhaps a charity working primarily in Islamic counties? Or have you traveled to any middle-eastern nation in the last ten years?”

“No, to both questions. This is my first trip to the United States and I have never traveled outside of Europe.”

"Well I don’t know why you are showing up. It may be as simple as a clerical error, but the only quick resolution is to finger print you and then for a hour or two you will have to be detained. You will be released just as soon as your identity is confirmed. Chuck,” she said to one of the male officers. “Please fingerprint her and take her to restraint three. Call me when you arrive and I’ll come right down.”

20 minutes later you are standing outside a room with a small sign reading Restraint III. The female officer who interviewed you arrived and escorts you by yourself into the room. You look around at the 10 by 10 foot room with a couple of plain chairs on either side of a low table sort of like a coffee table and a non-enclosed metal sink and toilet. There are bars covering the single window and one long bar across the ceiling with two heavily padded wrist restraints. Before you can begin to worry more about you surroundings the woman begins to speak.

“This will be your home until your prints come back. I need you to strip off everything for your initial search."

“Everything?”

“Yes, completely nude sweety. It wouldn’t do at all for you to have something on you that you shouldn’t, so I will haven to look you over and check your clothes before you can redress.” She smiled reassuringly.

You look about the room. No place of privacy. Nothing else to do but take it all off so you turn away from her and remove your blouse and pants. Sitting down you take off you shoes and socks, the titled floor seeming unnaturally cold to your bare feet the chill seeming to run through your whole body your nipples hardening instantly. You reach back and unhook the bra allowing your full breasts to fall free and they stand proudly outward proclaiming your sex. Eager to get it over with you ditch your panties and the woman motions you over under the bar.

“Just raise your arms so they can be restrained while I search you.”

“Do I have to be tied up?”

“Yes. It is policy to never be alone searching someone unless they are restrained or double guarded. It protects us both. If you don’t want to be restrained I can call in two other officers to witness, but I am the only woman on right now and it would be two male officers watch as I do a full body search including your body cavities.

You raise you arms and allow her to firmly attach them to the cuffs, your arms now above your head as if you are a robbery victim being held up. She steps close to your face and her hands run up the back of you neck gently, even sensually running through your hair, massaging your scalp exploring every inch they pass over missing nothing and yet waves of sheer sensual pleasure run unexpectedly through you. Finishing your hairline she explore your ears, her fingers as soft as a tongue as you struggle to avoid the sighs of pleasure that threaten to escape your lips. Like an eager tongue the fingers find entrance to your mouth where you eagerly suck them as she finger fucks your mouth in an erotic imitation of a blowjob. Then she checks the rest of your face and neck with her wet fingers, before sliding lower over your shoulders and running the length of your up stretched arms, before probing gently past you under arms and immediately down over your heaving breasts, the pink nipples straining by this point for attention.

She instinctively knows what a woman’s breasts most need and she cups you breasts, her finger and hands bringing you more pleasure than any man has ever given you causing a flood of wetness between your legs. She is rougher than any man has ever been without causing you your any real pain as she pinches and pulls your sweet little tips twisting and tugs as you writhe helplessly with real passion fired by her insistent lust for you. Her hands check your belly and then she moves behind you examining your back and buttocks, before moving down your legs. Reaching the heal she moves to the front and lifts each foot teasing it with your tongue and sucking the toes before her hands move back up your legs toward the seething volcano your pussy has become. “Spread your legs!” She commands and you willing separate them as far as possible while standing and you feel her fingers spreading your inner labia open as she examines you with an almost clinical detachment and then four fingers ram inside of you like a huge cock fucking and probing amid the huge amount of aroused wetness you have produced. You scream, but the hand doesn’t stop. It feels as if her whole arm is inside if you as it fucks you mercilessly, in and out, probing your G-spot as even more wetness drips from you, your body responding like a champion to this violation and taking pleasure from it, while your mind confused and unsure struggles to catch up.

She takes you to the edge of climax over and over but never quite lets you cum. Then the fingers withdraw and covered in your own juices they begin probing your anal opening thankfully only two enter you and once more you are fucked close to climax but not allowed to find release. Your body has built the most massive supply of pent up sexual tension awaiting release you have ever experienced and you moan is disappointment when her fingers exit your pussy. She stand in front of you looking over you naked and suffering body, now covered is sweat, your breath coming in ragged gulps and smelling of your extreme sexual arousal. She kisses you open-mouthed and full of passion, her lips crushing yours as her tongue penetrates your mouth and then her lips slide down to you nipples where you whimper and pant as she extracts ever more pleasure working them for 15 minutes sucking and licking as you aroused body begins pouring so much liquid arousal out of your sex that is now dripping down your legs and off your labia to the floor. The need for release is desperate and it seems forever before she at last moves to your aching womanhood. Once more she pulls you labia open exposing your dripping opening and the super excited and erect pink bud of pleasure. She just looks at you more minutes and just when you don’t think you can stand it any longer, her tongue flicks just once over the tip of your organ and you explode into the more powerful orgasm of you life aware of nothing other than the waves of pleasure and your moans.

Opening you eyes, you are aware of how wet you are between your legs, but everything else seems wrong. The room, the woman, the reality of where you have been, have all vanished and you are still cuddled under your jacket on the plane. It has all been a dream. Well almost all, you are so wet that your pants have soaked through to the seat leaving a small damp spot. You grab you carry on bag to get out some new clothes and head to the lavatory to change the wet and clinging pants, thankful you packed another outfit in your carry on luggage. Once inside you sit down your fingers quickly bringing relief to your swollen clitoris. Just as you finish changing and exit the lavatory the lights come on and the pilot announces you are approaching New York. Stowing the carry on once more you take one of the unoccupied seats letting your jacket cover the seat with the wet spot of female arousal.

It has all been a fantasy borne of transatlantic sexual expectations. So maybe you won’t be taken by a female police officer. You will certainly be sexually taken, and you smile at the thought because Thomas will be waiting for you and you are already wet, willing, indeed you are eager for him.

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ided to wear something sexy to school.

It was 7:00, soon time to leave the house. She walked in the towel and critically overlooked her cupboard. She decided to wear sports pants, which were very nice, since they were very tight around her ass and kept falling down, showing off her poweful asscrack. Luckily, in school she had no uniform, and even though there were some school rules about clothing, and however crazy the teacher went about 6 grade girls dressing like sluts on Tverskaya, girls are always same.

Anna wore a hot tank top, which barely shower her belly, but offered a nice sight for her big bad breasts. As the usual routine, she sat on the bus and fell asleep listening to her ipod. In school she went to her normal classes - she was in grade 9, freshman.

First class went as usual, but she kept feeling the eyes of boys behind her drilling into her asscrack, which was showing some good 5 centimeters of its might. Horniness filled her, as she kept rotating bending over and getting up to sharpen pencils, get paper or just stretch. But it was boring, they guys did nothing and got nothing but boners.

Next class, chemistry was quite similar. This time behind her were Andy and John. They were quite different - Andy was a shy white kid and John was big black motherfucker. She pretended to ignore them, while accurately listened to her whispers, amused by Andy's discussion of her breasts and John's accurate descriptions of how he would rip her asshole and rape the shit out of it. Anna felt wet and proud. She was dressed up and she felt that she needs a reward.

She was about to turn around and start flirting with them, but then decided against it. If they wanted something, they should work to achieve it So she walked out to lunch with those thoughts. Bad thoughts.

She decided to take a hook to the bathroom so Anna went by the art room. Suddenly, somone pulled her in by the hand and closed her mouth with a hand. Before she could realize what was happening her pants were pulled off and her tank top was basically ripped off. Before her stood Andy and John both naked.

"What the fuck is going..." - Anna started but John ripped her underpants and bra off. Until the end of the incest, she could say a word. John placed his swollen dick, aimed it for her pussy and rammed it into her vagina like a knight breaking in into a medieval castle. Andy set her front up on the table, and before Anna could scream, a wet white dick was in her mouth, uncontrolably begging for attention.

John grabbed her by the hips and kept pounding onto her poor pussy like there in no tomorrow. Andy was shyly but firmly shoving his dick in her mouth, twisting and pinching her tits. After a few minutes of struggle, Anna decided that it would be just easier to participate in the fun willingly, so she started sucking Andy off and tried not to scream with the pain in her pussy.

Things got more intense when Alex came in. He was a fat kid. FAT. like a whale. And he wanked off to Anna's myspace pictures EVERYDAY. so basically he jumped on top of her (the art table barely survived), twisted himself and john and started intesely fucking her anus home.

Anna was just moaning, but now with the double penetration for her virgin genitals, she could hold the scream. She screamed and sucked, she couldn't breathe, she was dying with pain everyhwere, pain and sensation. The guys comed and switch at the circle.

Now Alex was at the mouth, Andy was beating her pussy, and John put his big black dick into her asshole and tortured it like a nasty man. Boys kept switching in circles as time passed and tehy came, Anna couldn't scream or move anymore, she came in and out of consiousness, so the person at her mouth would jsut mastrubate himself and come on her stomach, and just play with her body.

After about 4 hours of intense rape (school was already over and they missed 2 classes), the boys left, leaving Anna on the table, naked, having been comed 7 times in her pussy, 5 in her anus, 3 in her mouth and 8 all over her. She was sleeping.

nbsp; However, being the person that I am, I will give you a choice.  Comply with my next request, and receive something to eat sooner, or don’t and wait until it’s been 24 hours.  The choice is yours.”  Rochelle thought about this for a moment and spoke out saying, “Ok, I will obey you.  I am so hungry.”  I replied, “Ok, your instructions will come shortly.”

 

On a tray, I placed a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, and a note telling her to put the cuffs on and connect them to the pair hanging from the ceiling after blindfolding herself.  After I pushed the tray through, I walked to the room and watched as my toy followed my instructions.  With that, I activated a winch, slowly raising her until she was on her tiptoes.  When I walked in to the room, there was a beautiful sight that I was left in awe of.  The object of my desire was standing there in front of me, and she had no idea who it was that was doing this to her.  I got close to her and blew on her nipples.  Rochelle started to cry, begging me to let her go.  I just shushed her and rubbed her back.  I had brought in some canned whipped cream and a riding crop as well as other toys in a bag with me. 

 

I set down the cream and walked behind her, dragging the small piece of plastic along her body.  Rochelle began to cry, “Why are you doing this?  Please don’t hurt me?  I won’t tell anyone if you let me go.”  Tired of hearing her beg, I brought back the crop and struck her on her left tit.  She let out a scream, and begged for me to stop.  I hit her again, this time on her right tit.  I hit her square on her erect nipple (I kept the room very cool).  Rochelle kept screaming, and I have to admit, I began to get a little hard.  Being in control was hot and I loved it.  I stopped for a second, letting her think that I was done, and then brought it down, on her ass.  I continued to punish her small ass until it started to bleed slightly.  As she hung there, sobbing quietly, I put down the crop and pulled out some rope from my bag, securing her with some rings, spread eagle to the floor.

 

I took a step back to admire my work, and then went in to tease her a little.  I dropped to my knees, right in front of her tight pussy, and blew some air on it.  She whimpered a little and said, “Please don’t do this.”  She could ask all that she wanted, but soon enough, she would be mine.  I picked up the can, stood up, and put the nozzle to her lips.  I sprayed some whipped cream on her lips.  At first she didn’t know what it was, but she licked her lips and took some in.  After, I started to spray it on her nipples, her stomach (around her belly button), and all over her pussy.  As I applied the cream to her body, she started to fidget, as if she were nervous about what was to come.  Starting at the top, I slowly and deliberately licked the sweet cream off of her body.  By the time that I reached her second nipple, her body began to betray her, and she started to secrete juices from her cunt. 

 

She was leaking so badly, the cream began to slide down her thighs.  So I picked up the pace, I really wanted to have a taste of her sweet pussy anyways.  As I approached her most sacred of areas, she began thrusting her hips forward as if to seek out my mouth.  At first, I teased her by licking around her thighs.  I would get close to her lips, but not quite touch them.  Finally, after what seemed like hours (especially to me), I took two fingers and spread her labia apart.  Rochelle groaned a little, her body betraying her will to keep from losing control.  As I licked her, her clit began to grow slightly, seeking further stimulation from my tongue.  I flicked it once, and she shuttered slightly.  After a few seconds, I flicked it again.  I repeated this process about 5 times, teasing her.  Then I increased my attack on her button, taking it in my mouth, sucking it, giving it the attention that it desired.  Breathing heavily, Rochelle begged me, “Please stop.  I can’t take it.  I’m…I’m…I’m gonna….” With that, Rochelle let out a long moan that originated from deep within her throat.  I primal noise that showed that she lost all control of her body.  As her juices flowed from her now swollen pussy, I let it all accumulate in my mouth.

 

With juices in my mouth, I stood up and gave her a deep kiss, forcing her to taste the juices in my mouth.  Then, without warning, as we were locked in our kiss, I took off her blindfold.  When she saw who it was that was forcing her to feel what she was feeling, her jaw dropped.  There was a look of confusion mixed with bewilderment that is hard to describe.  Once again I went for a kiss.  At first she tried to keep from my lips, but I began rubbing her sensitive pussy and her will melted.  She kissed back and showed no signs of resistance to my manipulations.  Once I was done kissing her, I left the room, grabbed a tray of food (a full breakfast) and the keys to the handcuffs.  I returned, left the food on the floor.  I then left the room, closed the door and locked up again.  When I went to the office, I lowered Rochelle and she collapsed to the floor, sobbing slightly to herself.  After about 10 minutes, she came to.  She found the key, freed herself from both the cuffs and the leg restraints, and looked at the food.  She just had a vacant stare as she tried to assimilate all the information that was thrown at her in such a short amount of time.  After about 15 minutes, she began to eat.  Once she was done, she went to the bed and cried herself to sleep.

 

Chapter 4

 

Rochelle had been sleeping for about 4 hours when I walked into her room, carrying a bag.  She must have been exhausted, as she didn’t even stir when I closed the door.  Once inside, I locked the door to prevent any escape that may be attempted.  Before she had a chance to wake up and react, I grabbed her by her waste, flipped her over and sat on her back.  I handcuffed her hands behind her back.  She was struggling to free herself, but she was no match for my size and strength.  All during her struggle, she screamed, “Get off me you bastard!  How can you do this to me?  Don’t you care about me?”  Obviously I didn’t make much head way with breaking her will.  After a while though, she had resigned herself to the current situation and just lay there.

 

Once I was sure that she would remain calm, I got off her, took a blindfold and a piece of duct tape from my bag.  I put the blindfold on and put a small amount of duct tape over it to ensure that it wouldn’t slip.  After I finished, she said, “Why the blindfold you fucker?  I already know who you are!”  My goal in doing this, unbeknown to her, was to keep her oblivious as to my surprise.  To think that I was going to get to enjoy myself with someone with such a great body and tight pussy, I almost blew my load right then and there.  Once I came to, I calmed myself, thinking “All in due time.”  I pulled out the special panties that I had purchased from the store a few days prior.  They are a special kind that cover the pussy, but leave the asshole exposed.  On top of that, they had a remote control that caused them to vibrate over her clit.  When I tried to put them on, Rochelle kicked my hard in the chest.  In a split second, I reached out and backhanded her across the face, ending the struggle.  I put on the panties and I pulled out another pair of handcuffs.  I turned her body so her ass was sticking out from the side of the bed and locked her to the other side of the bed frame with the handcuffs.  I left the room, but not before activating her panties and putting them on low.  I came back with some lube and the three butt plugs I had purchased.  After inserting it into her virgin ass, I left the room for about 15 minutes.  I repeated this process until she had the large, 1.5-inch ass plug in her.  Every time I placed one in, she would cry out in pain.  If only she knew what was in store for her next.

 

I left the final plug in her for about an hour, wanting her to be stretched out for what was to come.  When I came back in, I couldn’t believe my eyes.  She was laying face down, wiggling that little ass, with cum just dripping down her legs.  I guess the mixture of the pleasure from the panties and the pain from the plug was just too much for her small body to take and she came. 

 

Leaning over her, I asked Rochelle, “Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?  Now remember, either way you are getting ass-fucked.  Its all your choice.”  Rochelle replied, “Fuck me?  FUCK YOU!  Why would I want you anywhere near me?”  I answered, “Is that your final answer?  Remember, you need to choose wisely.  Everything you do here and now will affect you for the coming days.  Either way you will experience pleasure beyond what you had last night.”  Rochelle then said, “Screw you asshole.”  I replied, “Very well, you have made your choice.”  I then left the room.

 

I had a surprise for Rochelle.  She had always talked with her girlfriends about what it would be like to do certain forbidden acts.  Threesomes, orgies, bondage, anal, you name it.  I knew that she had never experienced anything of that nature before because of her willingness to save herself.  Well, I was going to help her in her experiences.  Often times, I would notice her looking at Buck, my 5-year-old mastiff.  She would see his 10” cock come out of its sheath, get a wide-eyed look and then turn her head away to feign disgust.  Some times, I would catch her rubbing his belly and “accidentally” rub his cock.  Well today she would get a first hand experience in getting fucked “doggy style.”

 

I guess Rochelle didn’t hear me come in because she was shocked when I pulled out the plug and shoved the tube of lube up her ass.  She squirmed around, trying to get it out of her, but she wasn’t in any position to do anything.  After emptying about a third of its contents into her, I pulled out the tube and slapped her on the ass hard enough to leave a nice handprint on her tight rear.  I left the room and soon came back with Buck on a leash.

 

Buck immediately looked up, smelling her pussy in the air.  I unattached his leash and he went right for her.  After sniffing her crotch, Buck gave her a nice long like from the top of her pussy, to the end of her ass crack.  Ro immediately froze in place.  Once it had dawned on her that it wasn’t a human tongue, she tried to get away from his licking.  She kept repeating, “Oh god no, please go away.  SHOO!  Go away!”  Ignoring her protests, Buck kept licking.  Despite her underwear being on, the pressure of his tongue was so great that she has 3 more orgasms.  After a while, Buck got bored of the licking and backed up some.  Rochelle sighed a sigh of relief, thinking he was leaving her alone.  Those thoughts were short lived.  Buck jumped up and mounted her body.  Rochelle was dwarfed by his size.  He was nearly 125 lbs heavier than her and when he landed on her, the wind was immediately knocked out of her.  While trying to catch her breath, Buck began to hump at her.  If she weren’t wearing her panties, he would have surely torn into her virgin cunt and ripped her open.  Rochelle was began to cry, she couldn’t move away from her attacker and she realized that she was about to be raped by a huge animal. 

 

Buck kept on humping, nearly hitting his mark on a number of occasions but never quite making it.  Each time he nearly got his cock in her ass, she would gasp and freeze.  Seeing that he needed some help, I reached down and guided Buck’s cock to her ass.  In one lunge, he buried about half of his 10” in her ass.  Rochelle screamed a blood-curdling scream and then fell silent.  Now, not only does Buck have 10” of pussy pounding power, he is also very thick.  In fact, he was so thick, that in pushing into her now no longer virgin ass, she tore very slightly, and began to bleed.  The pain must have been excruciating, because she passed out.  I went and grabbed some smelling salts and put it under her nose.  When she woke up, she started crying out in pain, begging me to stop this.  It was tearing me up inside to see her like this, but I was also very aroused.  Soon, I swallowed back my pain and activated her panties, cranking it up to high.

 

After about a minute, her screams of pain turned to moans of ecstasy.  Soon, she was starting to buck back, trying to get more of him in.  I whispered into her ear, “Does it feel good?”  All she could manage was a slight uh-huh.  Next I asked her, “Do you see what pleasures I can bring to your world?”  In the middle of her reply, she stopped and screamed.  I looked back and Buck had buried himself to the hilt and more blood trickled out of her ass.  In spite of all this, the juices from her pussy were really starting to flow and she arched her back (as well as any person with a 225 lb dog can).  As she came, she let out a long, drawn-out groan.  She came 4 more times before Buck had began to cum.  I got close and asked her, “Do you want his cum inside or out?”  Rochelle yelled, “Please not inside, please not inside.”  “Well,” I replied, “Its not entirely up to me is it?”

 

As soon as I finished my remark, she dropped to the mattress, passed out.  As I went for the smelling salts, I heard her scream again.  When I looked back, I couldn’t believe my eyes.  Somehow, Buck had gotten his baseball size knot into her ass.  Soon she was crying out, “Its so hot!  Not inside me!  Please take it out!”  Buck continued to pump into her, over and over again.  I knew it had been a while since Buck got his rocks off, but when I saw her stomach begin to expand, I was in awe. 

 

When he finally finished, he tried to pull away, but he was still stuck.  Buck continued to pull away.  If it weren’t for her being connected to the bed, he probably would have walked around with his little bitch attached to his dick.  Eventually, his knot subsided and he slipped out of her with an audible pop.  My boy stretched her small ass so wide that it wouldn’t go back to shape for a good 20 minutes.  During that time, cum was just oozing out of her ass.  She was breathing heavily so I went to check her out.  She was still awake, the bleeding had stopped, and she was staring vacantly into space.  I leaned down and asked her, “How did it feel?”  She stayed quiet, not responding to my question.  I then said, as I brushed the sweat off of her forehead, “I understand.  We’re done for now.  You can rest now.  Do you want the panties on or off?”  Turning her head to me, she smiled meekly and said “On.”  I patted her head saying, “Good girl.”  I took off her blindfold, and tossed the key on the bed.  I left her there for a few hours to rest up.  Soon, I would continue her training.