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Quarterback
My alarm went off, as loud as ever. I jumped out of my bed, blinded by the early morning light that shined through my bedroom window; I quickly pulled the covers back over my eyes. After a couple of seconds, I slowly slid my comforter off of my face so that I could adjust to the hellacious light. I reached for my alarm to throw it. I finally reached it and turned it off. “Oh how I miss summer,” I moaned as I got up in the bed. I threw the covers completely off of me, to be shocked by my freezing cold room against my bare body. I mean you think I would have learned by now, since I have slept naked for the past few years of my life. I ran to cut my air off and get dressed. After that, I looked at the clock and realize that I’m running late. I then said, “Great.” as I ran to the house door and to my car. I arrived to the school, as predicted, late. I then went to the office to get a tardy slip; when I got there though there was another student there. It was the football team’s Quarterback. I thought nothing of him at that time really because I needed to get to homeroom so I could get my class schedule. After I arrived to homeroom, I gave the teacher my tardy slip. Then the teacher said to me, before I turned away for my desk, that the schools computer system had messed up while creating my schedule. In which I then thought in my head, “Oh wonderful!” After that I took a long deep breathe before I replied so that I seemed calm. I then forwardly asked the teacher, “So what do I need to do for class today?” The teacher then said to me, “Well I have a note saying that you are supposed to head down to the field house where the weight training class is for today, and help out Coach.” I replied, “Ok. Can do.” The first period bell rang as we finished the conversation. That completely sucked because I wanted to chat with my friends before going to the field house, aka “Hell.” I then sluggishly dragged my feet down the concrete steps that lead to the field house. I had stopped briefly to gaze at the sunrise a little bit, but I was rudely interrupted by all of the jocks in the football team stampeding down the steps. They nearly pushed me all the way down the hill. Their dumb asses had made me fall on grass and skin my knee up bad. I had then turned to look at them all to scream at them, but when I turned I saw the quarterback looking at me. It felt peculiar though. I don’t really know why, but maybe because he was the only one not calling me a fag and laughing at the fact that I had fallen. Before he had turned back to keep pace with the others he looked back at me and gave a little halve grin. I limped into the field house while holding my knee so that it would stop bleeding. As I walked in the Coach saw me. He said, “Boy, are you alright?” I looked toward the jocks and I replied, “Yeah I’ll live.” He then said, “Good because I have some work for you to do to keep you preoccupied.” I then mumbled, “Grandtabulous,” under my breathe. After that Coach told me to get cleaned up first then come into his office for the list of things I need to have done by the end of the day. I headed to the locker room so that I could wash off the blood and dirt. When I walked in, I had immediately felt the awkwardness in the room. I wasn’t able to help but laugh as the jocks changed for class. Some of them obviously were pussies because they had put there change of clothes under their school clothes so that they didn’t have to let everyone see their “No no square.” As I thought that though, I couldn’t help but laugh again. Can anyone say tiny man, enormous ego? =P Well anyways. I didn’t stay faced toward them long because I didn’t have a death wish. When I finally got the bleeding to stop, I went into Coach’s office and got the mile long list. I hadn’t even thought Coach could write much less have that many things that needed to be done in one day, but I didn’t argue. It really wasn’t that many things but I took a long time to do each of the things so I wouldn’t be bored. I cleaned the outside of the field house first. I had to go all around the field house and pick up trash and anything else that was thrown around. I nearly gagged when I saw a used condom that had been on the ground for what looked for months. I definitely did not pick that nasty shit up! O.o Eww! I ended up with like six bags of garbage. After that nastiness, walked into the field house to ask what Coach wanted me to do with all of the garbage, and he told me to put it in the big dumpster outside the field house back doors. Well by then the weight training class had started running around the field house and the practice field. I thought, “These fuckers better not mess with me anymore. I swear to Gerd (ghetto version of the word God).” =) Well inevitably that trash got the better of me because the damn things weighed more than three times my body weight. While I was lifting one into the dumpster the jocks ran by and one of the god damn ass holes pulled at it and ripped it wide open and nasty juices got all over my arm. From the end of the line of jocks the Quarterback stopped as the rest kept going. He said to me, “Here you go,” as he grabbed the bag and threw it into the dumpster. I tried to tell him don’t worry about it and that I got it but he was persistent. He took the bag right out of my hands and just threw it in. I said thanks, but he just nodded and looked at the other side of the field house to make sure nobody saw him help me. I expected to at least be acknowledged for saying thanks, but before I knew it he had already left. Although I was thankful and shocked by his kindness I wasn’t able to help myself from looking at his body. He is taller than me, brown hair, blue eyes, and I even got to see a little of his muscle outlined under his wife beater, and when he lifted the trash into the dumpster his shirt lifted just enough to were I could see that he had a very very sexy happy trail and the V line-shaped lower abs. That turned me on more than anything in the world!!! By the time the memories flashed through my head my chest had began to throb and I felt as if it was going to have a heart attack at any moment. Plus, I had also noticed that I was getting a little too happy so I had to focus back on my trash so my happiness wouldn’t be shown to everyone else. =( After I was done though I walked back into the locker room to wash a lot of the nasty juice off. Then I swept, mopped, and vacuumed the floor in the field house. I was worn out so bad by then. I was sweating more than I usually do. Plus it was really hot today. But I looked at the list and it said that I only had one more thing that I needed to do, and that was to clean the mirrors that were all the way around the inside of the field house. I take a deep breathe as to prepare myself for the end of the world. I get started, and as I do the entire forth period class comes in. I couldn’t believe that I had bypassed two entire class periods already, but I soon realized that I couldn’t be so lucky. Everyone that is in Coach’s first period Weigh Training 3 class was in his fourth period Weight Training 4 class. I just laughed a little bit. I could feel my insanity growing with every second, until I saw him again. The very handsome and kind quarterback, but it seemed like he was like every other jock when he was with his buddies. Coach came out when they all got situated and told them to get changed, again, so that they could lift weights. I thought to myself, “Maybe that will preoccupy them enough so that they wont bother me anymore.” So I kept on spraying the mirrors then wiping them off, but every now and then I would get take a glance at him. One time though he caught me but he didn’t really react in any way. After that I didn’t dare try to glance at him or toward him again because I definitely don’t need anymore trouble. Thank God the jocks didn’t bother me anymore. I was shocked at that, but many relieved. By the time I got finished though the end of school bell had rang and I was very eager to get out and go home and just relax. So I go into Coach’s office and tell him that I have finished his list and that I was going to head home, but before I could get it out of my mouth and get my body turned toward the office door he told me that he needed one more favor done. He said to me, “I know that it wasn’t on the list, but I need to leave early because I need to run to the drug store before it closes and I would really appreciate it if you would go into the locker room and pick up all of the towels and throw them into the laundry bin.” I turn my head back slowly at him to appear as if I might give a glare but I wasn’t that cocky. I told him, “Yeah I will do that for you. No problem.” He thanked me and left, but before he left he said, “I’ve locked all the doors. So nobody should be in here. When you leave just make sure that the lights and showers are off and that the doors are shut.” I then nodded to show that I heard him and headed to the locker rooms. I feel worn out still, and I say to myself, “Hey there is nobody here and there are hot showers calling for me. What could be the harm?.” I open the door to be flabbergasted by how many towels there are. I think, “With all of these towels they all must have taken a shower together. Ugh, and they call me the gay one.” I pick them all up and I put them into the laundry bin. When I reach the laundry bin though I hear a shower running. I then say in a tired whim, “Damn slow ass jocks don’t know how to turn off a damn shower. It will surprise me if any of them even graduate.” I then began to get undressed so that I could get into the shower. Well I am now naked and I begin to walk into the stalls. I hear the running water from the shower stall. It sounds like it is from the back corner stalls. So I walk all the back to the back and begin to come around the corner, but to my enormous surprise there is someone in the stall. I quickly turn around before I saw who it was so that maybe they would not have seen me, but by the time I started walking away I heard a voice. I recognized it from this morning in the office. It was the quarterback. I began to shake because I didn’t know what to do. As I stood there naked for mere seconds it seemed like years. He spoke again. He said, “Hey do you want to share the stall? I’m sure you don’t want to wait on the hot water in another stall.” I crack under the pressure. I began to apologize and tell him that Coach said that nobody was left and that I merely wanted to take a shower, but before I could finish he said, “You don’t have to explain anything to me. I’ve seen you today and Coach has been pushing you hard today.” I laugh at his statement. He then went on to say, “You deserve to take a shower just like everyone else.” I smile as I’m still facing the opposite way from him. I smile not because of his statement this time but because I know that the man that I had wished to see naked earlier today was naked and right behind me in a stall less than six feet away. “I might as well have been six feet under,” I thought at the ridiculous notion that he might want me. But all the while when he is speaking his voice seems to get a little bit closer with every syllable. I became beat red with nervousness. The next thing I notice when he finished the last syllable “else” was that he had reached out and touched my shoulder. I froze again like a marble statue. He pulled slightly on my shoulder as to turn me to face him. My chest throbbing again as if a hundred ton weight was on it. I close my eyes as he turned my body toward his. I am shaking now because of the cold. He says to me, “Well come on into the hot water so that you don’t get sick.” with my eyes closed he leads me the few steps to the shower. He was right though. The water was really warm, but the tension was very strong. A second had passed and once we had reached the shower he had let me go so that I could have some space. Even with my eyes closed I could still hear that he had not left and that he was right behind me. He spoke again. He said, “Ok now that you have warmed up, it is time to share.” I turn around so that my body is facing his, even though my eyes are still closed. He then says, “Why do you have your eyes closed?” His words seemed full of confusion, but I feel obligated to reply. I then said to him, “I didn’t want to be rude or make you feel uncomfortable.” He let out a little half laugh. He then told me, “It’s ok really. I don’t care.” So I very slowly open my eyes while making sure that I only look at his face. When I opened them fully. I could see his wet hassle hair and his beautiful baby blue eyes, and I could also see his light hearted smile. He seemed as if he had fallen from heaven. As soon as I open my eyes though, I notice he starts moving toward me. With every inch I could feel more and more of his body heat. He felt as if he was the Sun and I was the Earth always being pulled to him, but unlike the planets the Sun kept coming closer and closer to the point that I felt on fire. “Did the Sun finally engulf the Earth?,” I thought as he got within mere inches of my body. By then I couldn’t help but look at his body. His broad shoulders were tone but not to big, his chest was ripped with muscles but his skin made it appear as if it were made of smooth tanned marble, his abs were unbelievable because they showed every muscle with great detail and there were no flaws whatsoever, and below his V line I dared not to look. I could feel him brush his body against mine on accident a few times. By now my hormones and testosterone were on full blast, and I had to fight every urge not to get hard. Out of nowhere though, he begins to rub my back with his hands. I froze again. I don’t know what to do. He asks me, “Is this ok?” I nod to tell him yeah but by then I began to get hard. He seems to acknowledge this though and he seems not bothered at all. He is behind me now washing my back and my shoulders, but he begins to go lower than that. He begins to rub my hips and often time rubbing my ass. I like it a lot but I am very confused. I think to myself, “Is this really happening? Is the quarterback really gay?” He tells me to turn around so that I am facing him. He then tells me it is my turn. I begin to rub his back as he leans up against the stalls wall. I rub his shoulders first then his back. He tells me to wash lower. I did what he said and rubbed his hips like he rubbed mine. By now I have a complete hard on and there is no way in hell he doesn’t know this but threw my persistence I have not looked at his private area. A couple seconds pass and he out of nowhere takes my hand and pulls me closer to him. Now we are completely touching. He can feel me hard. He takes my hand and pulls it to his front side of his body to his chest. He holds my hand as he rubs his body going lower and lower every half a second. He moves it from his chest to nipples, then to his abs where he outlines each and everyone of then with my finger, then he takes my other hand and guides both down his V line straight to his penis. Oh my God!! I could not believe what was going on. I was in complete and total heaven. He turns his head so that I could see his beautiful eyes and he said, “Is this ok?” I nod again, not knowing what I would get myself into. He takes my hands again and rub his penis. It feels as if it goes on more miles. It must be at least a foot long. He slowly motions my hand in the way he would if he was playing with himself. After a few minutes of that he turns around, and smiles as he kisses me. I’m still in complete shock. He begins to move lower. First kissing my lips then my chest, then my nipples, then my abs, and finally he gets to my penis. He lightly embraces my penis with his hand and licks in a teasing way at my head. Then he licks lower down the shaft of my penis, and with every second passing I was in total ecstasy. He then began to suck my penis, swallowing it a little more every second. I peered into his baby blue eyes as he did this and he looked into mine. His expression was filled with lust. He wanted it bad. He appeared as if he would not get it then the world would surly end. So I gave it to him, but the sleek sexy bastard stops me before a cum and says to me, “Now now. Lets not rush things.” The irony of his words oozed from his temperance of a smile. I wanted to feel him inside me more than anything in the world at that moment. His expression changed lightly though. He seemed like he wanted to tell me something. So I said to him, “What is it?” and he replied, “Well… don’t laugh, but I’m a virgin.” I couldn’t help but smile at his confession of innocence, but I couldn’t torture him any longer. I said to him, “I am a virgin to. Yep. That’s right. Cat’s out of the bag.” He laughs a full laugh this time but you could hear the need in his voice. He wanted me, of all people. The next thing I know he grabs my waist and places me on his body, around his hips, so that my legs are around him and he gentle rushes us into the wall. He then grabbed my ass and pulled me to where I was perfectly aligned with his bone structure. He smiles at me once again as he moves in to kiss my lips. His lips made me melt from the inside out. He lifted his head from my lips to whisper something into my ear as to be very clever. He gets right at the tip of my ear and asks me, “Are you sure you really want this?” I couldn’t help but to play along. So I grabbed his wet and voluptuous hair and pulled his head back and told him through my teeth with a smile, “Show me what you’ve got!” He smiles as he runs his head back through the shower water. This smile was different though. It was filled to the tip with temptation and uncontrollable desire. There was no doubt in my mind that he would let me have it. All twelve inches of his wonderful self. He grabs my ass and begins to move closer and closer with every passing second. I could feel his penis throbbing as he rubs it against my as to tease me. He then gentle touched my waist and pull me even closer. He began to slide his head inside of my tight ass. I could feel his warmth pouring over me with the water. He then slowly pushes in, and with every push I could feel the veins of his penis pulsate with the urge to be deeper, to be inside me. With every heart beat he seemed to push in a little more. Until he finally gets all the way inside me. I couldn’t control myself. I thought I had known heaven before I felt him inside me but that was a cruel and sadistic joke compared to him. I let out moans of ecstasy I had never thought I could enunciate. He then looks at me with another sleek smile of his and ask me, “Are you ready for the real fun?” I could only manage to bite my lip and nod for fear that I would moan again. He began to slowly pull a little bit of his penis out of me then he would thrust it back in. I couldn’t believe that I could take him, but my body wanted every bit of him. My heart felt like it my catch fire and explode out of my body. After the intense passionate moments of him pushing in and out slowly he seemed to lose control of his body. We both begin to breathe hard. He let out a moan of pleasure as he pulls nearly out of me and thrusts himself all the way back into me. He then bit my lip and told me, “Oh my God you feel so amazing.” I had to reply. I told him, “Thanks you,” but before I even got the words out he thrusted into me and forced a moan and I messed “you” all up. He laughs lightly, but still went on. Minutes fly by as he thrusted in and out in and out until his face got beat red and the could not hold on to reality any longer. He began to thrust harder and harder. I couldn’t breathe. His whole body became tense as he trusted into me. I could see neither of us could last much longer. I look in his eyes as he pounds harder and harder as he gets closer to coming inside me, and before I know it he trusted so deep one last time before the came all inside me. Oh God himself could not bring such an euphoria on Earth. He looked down to show he was tired. After a second he looks back up to me and smile as he slowly slides his self out of me. I then grab him by his balls and penis and say to him, “My turn!” He smiles and laughs again. I turn to leave the shower to head to the bench in the locker room with his balls in hand. We get there and I throw him down onto the bench. We are both soaking wet. I get on my knees and gently squeeze his balls and he cums a little bit more. I smile at him as I move toward the head of his penis to lick the cum of. When I get there I began to tease him a little bit more. I licked the cum of and slowly begin to lick the rest of his penis. I reach his balls and suck on them until he pleads for me to stop, and for me to fuck him. I do as he says. I grab his balls again to get him to get up and bend over onto the bench. He complies willingly. Before I start I lean down to ask him, “Are you sure you really want this?” He looks back a me and smile, then says “Show me what you’ve got!” I let go of his balls and grab his perfect bubbly ass cheeks and separate them. I then rubbed my head against the opening of his ass, but as I did that he got really excited and reached around and grabbed my waist and push me inside him all at once. He wasn’t ready for that. =) He let out a loud cry of pleasure for it was his first time too. I couldn’t help but make him plead more. I wanted to pound him as he did me. So I did. I pulled in and out, and with each thrust he moaned again and again. He screamed my name and not to stop. He wanted this. He wanted a pounding, and I was more than willing to give it to him. I keep pulling in and out, in and out, until I couldn’t help it anymore. I pull almost all the way out and thrusted one last hard time all the way inside him as I came. He moans, “Yes! Yes!” We fall to the ground while I’m still inside him. He turns his head back to me, and says to me, “I know this may sound weird, but I’ve had a crush on you ever since I found out you were gay.” I couldn’t help but blush, because I didn’t think I could be desired by someone of his magnitude. I then replied to him, “I had no idea that you were gay.” He seemed to get slightly less happy, but I fixed that when I thrusted with what little energy I had left a little into him. He turned back at me and gave me a grin. I tell him, “Don’t worry. I wont go telling anybody.” He slides me out of his sexy ass, and smiles while doing it to, so that he could turn to face me completely. He looks deep into my eyes and says to me, “That’s not it. I don’t care if anybody finds out anymore. I’m tired of hiding. I have a question for you though.” I look at him with a confused expression, and tell him, “Ok.” He looks back into my eyes and asks me, “Do you think we could be my boyfriend?” All of dreams had just been given to me. I didn’t know what to do or say. I couldn’t breathe again. It felt like my heart was going to explode again, but I couldn’t let him know that. It took a couple seconds which seemed like hours as he stared into my eyes waiting for an answer. I finally tell him, “I wouldn’t like anything other than to be your boyfriend.” He smiles at me then overwhelms me with kisses galore. After a few minutes of making out, we finally get dressed. He helps me pick up all of the towels as we talk. It turned out he was very smart and kind, and I couldn’t stop thinking, “Hey I get to have sex like that whenever I want it, and he is all mine and nobody else’s.” Before we leave I turn of the lights and close the door. We walk up the concrete steps to the parking where my car was and he give me a kiss and tells me to call him tonight. But before he leaves he tells me, “It’s going to be rough for me coming out, but if you want this as bad as I do everything will work out.” I couldn’t help but smile at him and kiss him again. Then he said to me while we were hugging, “Oh and you better be ready for a pounding.” I couldn’t help but to bust out laughing. After a second, I make a obviously fake serious face at him and say, “I think I can handle it.” He smiles and looks at me the way he did we he was pounding me. We talk clear into the next morning about ourselves. He told me, “Now that I know more about you, I’m sure I made the right decision. You are just who I thought you were, but even more.” I had to tell him how I felt so I told him, “I thought all jocks were stupid and sadistic before I met you. You proved me completely wrong. You are kind, smart, sexy, and very horny just like I like.(He laughed at that.) Plus you have the biggest dick in the world.” (He laughed at that too.) And that was my first day. What a big as surprise!
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Upsetting the apple cart part 4
Daughters new boyfriend causes havoc
Her First Threeway
© 2009 Salacious Scribe. All Rights Reserved.
Authors Note:
This was the 1st erotic story I worte, and posted it 7/10/09.
I wrote this for an online friend, Shy155. She’s in a sexually unfulfilling relationship, and desired a three-way with a friend’s college-age daughter. Her so is dead set against the idea.
This story contains light bondage, sapphism, DP, MFF, fellatio, cunnilingus, and sodomy (F/F & M/F/F). If you don’t enjoy this kind of smut, please choose another story.
Young Robins vice
As soon as the school bell screamed the end of the day had arrived, the small unassuming girl ran all the way home. There was only a few older eyes who noticed the slim waif with the cute pretty face and baby doll blue eyes.
Robin had only had her laptop PC for 4 weeks, it was the best thing ever. She Quickly did her chores for her wheelchair bound grandmother, then straight upstairs to her bedroom, flick on the pc, throw her school uniform off and settle down for the night in front of her gateway to an exciting new world.
Robin had received the laptop for her eleventh birthday. As to where it had come from, her and her grandmother didn’t know. It had been delivered by a courier the morning of her birthday. At first her grandmother refused to allow Robin to have it, but after a week her aged grandmother had given way to the constant nagging Robin had given her.
The young girl discovered so many cool sites from online games to wildlife websites. But tonight she was going to join a web community and make some new friends. She had heard other girls at school incessantly talk about who said what, to who and boast about how many friends they had online. As robin didn’t get on with the other girls, she was looking forward to find some friends of her own.
Young Robin clicked on the shortcut on her desktop which was already on the PC, it took her to a website ‘for young ladies who were looking for special friends’. Little 4.5 foot Robin decided it was perfect.
She created her profile and then putting her best dress on she took a picture of herself using her webcam. Robin was so pleased with herself. The young girl looked at the screen for ten minutes, nothing happened. She was unsure what to do next, so she left her PC and disappeared for her evening meal.
When she returned she picked up her towel and took herself to the shower.
In the hot steamy water she washed her naked petite body with soapy hands.
The young girls slim glistening body resembled that of an athlete, a tiny narrow waist, slim legs, all perfectly formed. In a few years she would be well sort out by the opposite sex, if they could look beyond her family as she had been the main target for verbal jest for years, just because she was been brought up by her invalided grandmother.
Robin caressed her small young budding breasts, she loved to feel her tiny nipples become erect and hard in her fingers, giving her the most sweet sizzling feeling all over her body, but she already new where she could get the much nicer sensations. She quickly washed herself off and left the shower room for her bedroom.
Her body seemed to be telling her it wanted the special touching that she had discovered by accident 3 months ago. She didn’t bother drying herself off. She laid her towel on her bed and laid down opened her legs quickly and gently stroked her small pink hairless slit. Stoking downwards with one finger from each hand on either side of her lips, young Robins body quivered with pleasure. She put a two fingers from one hand either side then spread her lips apart, then with her other hand she stroked up and down gently, her body visibly shook. Unconsciously her knees lifted spreading her young pussy wider.
The young girl hadn’t noticed the red light on her webcam PC was on, the naive girl had been streaming a live feed.
Robin slid her finger round the top of her pussy lips, as this was giving her the best sensations. As the entrance to her pussy started to become wet, Robin slid a finger in slightly, her mouth opened and her eyes closed in ecstasy. Her young breasts fell and rose rapidly, she could feel her body start to tremble, her special moment was going to happen. She flicked one finger in and out fast and rubbed the top of her pussy at speed, her pelvis rose up to meet her finger, all the muscles in her body became tense. As the young girl climaxed her heart missed a beat and the air caught in her lungs, she let out a strangled scream. Her body lifted in to the air wanting more finger inside her, then she crashed into the bed unconscious. Copious amounts of fluid trickling from her young virginal pussy between her spread legs. Visible to the many on line eagerly watching, with there own fluids spilling from their hungry cocks.
When the young girl opened her tired eyes, her body was rosy warm and relaxed. It had been the best special time she had ever had. She lifted her exhausted body up and looked straight at the PC screen. She had received 115 messages. Excitedly she jumped forward and read the messages. They were all from people wanting to be her private friends. Robin was overjoyed. But she remembered the girls at school boasted at how they had 300 friends. Robin wanted desperately to beat them.
The next day on her way home from school as Robin was about to enter her house her name was called from across the road. Old Mr Price who lived in the farm house across the road was looking over his side gate. She walked over to him.
“Hello Robin, how do you like your new PC I sent you?”
“It was from you Mr Price?”
“Yes but you mustn’t tell your Grandmother, it wouldn’t be good people knowing an old fella like me was sending expensive gifts to young ladies.”
“Oh I see, I can understand that.”
“I noticed you had joined my community last night, you got quite the following now.”
“Its your site, how do you do that? I mean can I have my own?”
“well your grandmother is still away at her day clinic so you can pop round now if you like and I will create one for you.”
“oh yes please, thank you,” Robin smiled her biggest smile.
The timid young girl followed the old man into his farm house, she entered excited as she had never been inside, even though Mr Price was an old friend of her grandmothers. He had been visiting her house since she could remember.
When he climbed the stairs she wasn’t concerned, she followed on, looking around taking in the surroundings. They entered a large room at the front of the house, looking through the window Robin noticed her house.
“ooh look, I can see my bedroom from ere.”
“yes darling, here take a look through these binoculars,” he handed her the largest pair she had ever seen.
“Oh wow! I can see everything, there’s my teddies, there’s my PC, I can even see my pretty teddy bear picnic bed cover.”
“oh yes, there’s a good view from ere, I been watching you grow up for a few years now, but last night was the best baby.”
Robin froze, a look of worry crept over her face.
“When you came back from your shower you laid on your bed and gave the most beautiful display I have ever seen in my life, I think a lot of other men think so as well as your friend requests have risen to 125 now. Your quite the little website star. I thought you would be, that’s why I sent you the PC. After seeing you through my window 2 months ago, naked in here touching yourself. I new you would be a great requisition to my site and I was right.”
Robin stood opened mouthed, face bright crimson. What she had just learnt was shooting round her brain like lightening. She had images of herself from last night and in all of them she was being watched. She closed her eyes in humiliation, she suddenly realised her panties had become extremely wet, opening her eyes she looked down at her school shirt, her tiny nipples were standing visibly rigid through the cotton cloth.
All the time they were in the room he had been tapping away on a keyboard.
“There we go you have your own website now, I will control it myself, so you don’t have to worry about a thing. I have sent the web address to certain fans of yours, they would be so miserable I they never saw you again.”
Robin looked at the screen, there was 118 men online.
The young girl swallowed hard, she was totally blown away. She just wanted to make some friends, but it was even better than that. Now she had fans.
“We had better make some new photos for your site, young lady, if you would follow me.”
They left that room and entered another, there was a large camera in front of a large green screen. In the corner there was a long rack full of strange clothes, Robin went through them, there was items from a very tiny school uniform to sets of various bikini’s, black shiny smooth outfits with chains and buckles, even some baby outfits.
“All those outfits are for you Robin, in your sizes.”
Robin looked at the old man shocked, she had never seen so many clothes before and these were all hers.
“Your fans will be wanting to see you in all sorts of ways. We cant disappoint them can we baby?”
Robin stared at all her new stuff, she shook her head. “no, I want them to like me.”
“Good girl, ok, would you like to put the new school uniform on first please.”
The young girl picked it out then started to remove her real uniform. Whether it was from her excitement or the fact she new him for so long, Robin wasn’t shy about being naked in front of him.
The uniform simply consisted of a very short skirt showing all her legs right up to her small white panties, a simple small nearly see through white cotton shirt. To finish there was short white pretty ankle socks and flat shiny girl shoes. Her old family friend instructed her into different poses in front of the green screen.
After 15 minutes Robin was starting to get risqué all by herself by lifting her skirt to show her panties to his camera. The old man kept quiet and let the young girl lead. She undid her shirt and let just a glimpse of her small breasts be visible. The old man was delighted, he knew she would be ideal for his site, but wouldn’t have guessed she would be a natural at this young age. He could see the cheeks on her face were becoming rosy, she was becoming turned on.
Soon she had removed her shirt and stood with her hands behind her back her face tilted down slightly looking up with her eyes, blatantly displaying her young breasts, her little nipples were poking rudely at the camera. Just as the old mans cock was pointing rudely through his trousers at the young girl.
“I would say your really enjoying yourself Robin.” she nodded gently, shy at admitting it to him.
“It makes you a very special girl.”
She smiled back.
He told her to get on all fours facing away from him then she turned her head back to the camera. The sight of her young bum showing under her short skirt made his cock jump in his trousers. He took various images this way.
“Ok Robin do what you feel is right, for the camera.”
She turned round got on her knees, spread them and pulled her skirt up revealing a damp gusseted pair of panties. He zoomed the focus in to get some close ups. Next she undid the skirt and displayed her self in just wet panties in various poses.
“Ok well done Baby, you are excellent. Now we are going to do some thing extra special. But first you have to say if you really really trust me.”
“Of course I do Mr Price, you have been my friend for years.”
“Good, thank you. Maybe your first friend?”
“Err, yes you were, yes,” she realised with a smile.
He put the camera down and flicked on a video camera pointing it at the young girl who was still on her knees. He walked over and stood in front of her.
“Ok listen carefully. Undo my trousers and take out my cock.”
Young Robin froze for a split second then reached up and pull out his manhood. She had never seen one for real before, she stared wide eyed. It was a lot bigger than she had ever thought.
“well done now open your mouth and place it just inside.”
“You not going to wee are you?”
“I might, I might not. Is that a problem?” he asked intrigued.
“Err, no, if that’s what you want.”
“You would let me as I’m your friend?”
As she nodded she opened her mouth and laid the cock inside, on top of her tongue.
He didn’t move waiting to see what would happen. 5 long minutes later she closed her mouth around the cock and started to suck. The old man smiled at the young girl.
She sucked on the cock like a ice lolly for 10 minutes, occasionally closing her eyes. Robin’s clit had stirred when the cock lay on her tongue, it felt like it was becoming erect like her already hard nipples. She could feel her panties were sopping wet. The young school girl didn’t know why she started to suck, it was an overwhelming urge. It felt natural.
Just like the one she was getting now to move her head forward and have more deep inside her mouth.
The old man gasped when she took more into her mouth. He looked at the young pretty face that was trying to get as much of him as she could into her mouth. Her eyes were closed, he was sure there was a look of ecstasy on her cute face.
When she had the cock at the back of her mouth she was slightly disappointed that she couldn’t get anymore, her throat wasn’t use to it. She tried desperately to get her rebellious throat to relax. She kept trying determined. She was so pleased with herself when her throat surrendered and the big cock squeezed it self down passed her muscle into her throat. As her nosed touched her old friends stomach her pussy convulsed flooding her panties.
The young girl pulled her face away from him letting the cock slide to the front of her mouth, then she pushed forward again, the cock slid down deep in side her neck. She pushed her face into his belly. Again she pulled away then pushed forward again. This time her pussy convulsed again her body shuddered. She speeded up her forward and backward motions, making her pussy dance in blissful unison with her throating of the wondrous cock. Each time she slammed her pretty face into the fat belly.
A few minutes later the old man’s cock couldn’t withstand the pleasurable punishment the young girl was inflicting. He quickly grabbed her head pulled her away slightly and spent his load into mouth.
When the cum exploded in to Robins mouth it hit the back of her throat, this sent spasms down her body through to the ends of her nipples, across her tummy, a tremor erupted in her clit her pussy opened in a wanting and desperate act of paroxysm, Robins whole body shook in orgasm sending a wave of carnality up her spine, the young girl fell to the floor comatose.
Thirty minutes later Robin woke up in a big bed. She looked around the room it was a beautiful pink. Matching curtains, carpets and furniture.
Getting up she looked through the window, it over looked the rear of the farm. There was sheds and barns of all sizes. Two horses were frolicking in a field, next to the field there was a long kennel, she could hear the dogs barking. She opened the door and made her way down stairs there was no sign of her old friend. She found her way to the back door and went outside. The sun was beaming down, the young girl realised she was naked as the suns rays warmed her soft skin. She felt so alive, after the experience in the studio with her first cock her body glistened in the light.
The young naked nubile girl walked round the sheds she pigs in one goats in another, then she came to the kennels. Not being able to see what type of dogs they were she opened the door and entered. In one kennel there was a big wolfhound in the next two terriers, in the next nothing. But I the next there was the biggest Doberman she had ever seen. She was in awe of the creature. It looked up at her distrusting. As she went forward to the metal cage, it moved over to her and tried to search her smell. She thought it looked so beautiful, finding the door she opened it and stepped in. the animal did not move. She closed the cage door behind her and stepped forward, bending down slightly she whispered calmly to the beast. Suddenly before Robin could dodge, the dog leapt up and knocked her down to the ground. The young girl screamed with sudden fright. She quickly pulled herself up to her knees and found the dog inches away from her walking round her sniffing her hair, her armpits, her bum. Its nose nudged her rear pushing her forward on to her hands and knees. Robin terrified, didn’t move a muscle. As the dog nudged its nose into her pussy to take her scent, Robin squealed. It could smell her heavy aroma of her own juices from earlier.
It took her taste on its tongue, then another. Soon the dog was feasting on her pussy, enjoying her sweet nectar which covered her quim. It didn’t take the beast long to realise there was more inside her hole. Its tongue delved inside her virginal hole.
Robin could feel her nipples harden, as the wet organ lapped at her hymen Robin murmered. Her legs opened wider by themselves, she thought her body was betraying her, but how can this be so wrong when it feels so right.
She pushed back onto the dogs tongue. The fierce teeth dug into her sensitive pussy lips making her squirm and moan in delight. The beast was receiving fresh girl nectar on to his tongue making him double his efforts. Robin panting like a dog climaxed over his face. With this signal the beast pulled away from her and leapt on to her back, the dog saw his new bitch tense her muscles ready and willing for her mounting. Robin screamed when the cock pushed inside her taking her virginity in one thrust.
More to come. Let me know how I’m doing. Ta
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new job new start: not for fiona 3
New job, new start; not for Fiona 3:
More from Fiona’s journal:
It was nine days later before Fiona came home and handed me her journal with the next entry for me to read, it had been a long wait and Fiona had been on edge a lot of the time as she just never knew when Steve would make another demand. Nine days previous Steve had confiscated Fiona’s bra as a punishment then made her expose herself in various locations in the warehouse so he could get pictures. Worryingly for Fiona was the fact that her bosses and the security guys had seen her braless and their behaviour towards her had changed a little and it was beginning to make her even more nervous.
One a couple of occasions since bumping into Mr. Symons and Mr. Butterworth on the stairwell they had both called her to their office for ‘meetings’ now these ‘meetings’ had never taken place before and Fiona got the impression it was just a way for them to eye her up. Mr. Symons (Donald) was a more discreet than Mr. Butterworth (Graham). Donald being sixty four and a quiet polite man would sneak glances at her when he thought Fiona wasn’t looking. But Graham openly leered at her now and would often sit really close making her feel very uncomfortable. Fiona had got the sense that the directors had lost respect for her as a business women, and look where that got her last time.
She confessed to me that she felt like leaving the job but it was the massive salary always holding her back, that and the fact Steve Lomax had hundreds of images of her that could ruin her career even if she left for pastures new. It seemed she was stuck in a very tricky situation again.
The security guards Gerald and Trevor seemed to float passed her office a bit more as well and seemed to be loitering out the side entrance when she left and always said they were on a site perimeter walk. She didn’t believe that for a second because as they’d watched her walk by and to her car she watched them duck back into the entrance back to their nice warm office.
Wednesday , 9 days later:
“The phone rang at five past nine; I’d been at my desk no more than ten minutes. It was Steve. He’d summoned to his office for twelve thirty. That was beginning of lunch break. I’m instantly nervous as its been over a week since he made contact”
Fiona obviously knew about being late so knew that wasn’t an option today, she had a very important meeting at one thirty with the three directors and couldn’t possibly be late for that either. She wasn’t late to Steve’s office, in fact she was a couple of minutes early which seemed to please Steve when she entered. The rest of his staff had passed Fiona on her way up as they headed to the canteen so she knew they were alone.
“Take off your clothes Fiona and place them in the filling cabinet and lock it”
She did as Steve asked knowing she had urgent matters and didn’t want any delays.
“Now turn around so that your bum is resting on the desk facing me and bend over so that I can see your holes Fiona”
Again without protest she assumed the position Steve had described bending over with her holes exposed facing Steve who was sat in the chair behind about two feet away. She heard a cardboard box being opened behind her and the sound of some plastic being pulled apart and wondered what Steve was doing; she didn’t dare look round though.
“And then I felt it cold and smooth against my pussy lips….it pushed against my folds opening up my vulva with its smooth cold shaft. My lips parted and the cold object slid into my dry pussy about four inches deep and then stopped”
Steve didn’t say a word and Fiona held firm in her position with what she presumed was a dildo hanging from her pussy behind, she was like that for a couple of minutes then she felt the cold object slide out then back in her pussy and this motion went on for the next three or four minutes.
“Damn, the heat began to return to my lips and I was powerless to stop it as the smooth object began to slip inside my hole with growing ease. The feeling of moisture between my legs was increasing with every penetration from the object being used on me by Steve. he must of known that my hole was getting wet in front of him again”
The object was plunged a little deeper into her a final time causing her to let out a little yelp. Steve must of shoved the dildo almost all the way in as she could feel a slightly rougher edge on the outer part of her lips, which she presumed was the thickest end of the smooth dildo.
“A sound I’d grown used to started up behind me as Steve added more shots to his growing collection only they were getting more and more explicit as the meetings went on”
“Climb on the desk in front of me Fiona and spread your legs” Steve said from behind her as he reached out and removed the object. As she stood up a little bit of her juice leaked out onto her thighs and when she turned to face Steve see saw that the object was indeed a seven inch silver dildo. The desk was clear like Steve had cleared it purposely beforehand, she climbed up on her knees until she was in front of Steve then slid onto her bottom and lent back onto her elbows at the same time as moving her legs wide apart so that her feet were on either edge.
“At this moment in time it was the most vulnerable and humiliated I’d felt since Steve began blackmailing me. He was less than twelve inches away from me and had full access to my wet sex. Oh god my pussy was so hot but I didn’t want to look at Steve he would surely see the desire in my eyes I was trying to hide. But he told me to look at him right into his eyes as he moved the dildo towards my wet entrance”
The thin end of the dildo easily passed between Fiona’s parted lips and seemed to slip in with so much ease. It wasn’t the thickest dildo, in fact it was very thin compared to some of the cocks she’d taken; but at that moment in time and in her situation and surroundings it was all Steve needed to make her yelp again and again as he jammed the dildo in until just before his fingers touched her lips. Steve assaulted her in this way for about five minutes and in that time he was bringing Fiona very close to coming.
She unscrewed her eyes for a moment when the dildo fucking stopped and noticed it was one o clock, she had half hour to clean up and be in the conference room. She didn’t want to say anything just yet as she didn’t want Steve to think she was being disrespectful. Steve again took snaps her with the dildo poking from her cunt at various points again adding to his extensive collection that was growing rapidly.
Steve then stood up and pulled her towards the front edge of his desk so that her bum was on the edge, still being able to see from leaning on her elbows she noticed a huge bulge in the front of Steve’s jeans.
“He began undoing his jeans and my pussy seemed to ooze more juice in anticipation. From what I can remember his cock was impressive. His trousers dropped to the floor then he pushed his boxers down to join them and there before me was his magnificent eight and a half inches. I looked at the clock over his shoulder as he approached me. Ten past one. Twenty minutes until my meeting. I had to say something”
“Steve I………………………………”
“I know Fiona you have a meeting in twenty minutes with the gaffers. Why do you think I’ve got you hear you stupid whore?”
“Humiliation doesn’t quite describe how I’m feeling at the moment; I’m powerless to stop Steve he was going to decide when I went for this meeting not me”.
He edged closer with his huge tool aiming at her hole with it in his right hand, he stopped millimetres from her entrance but she could feel the presence of his member hovering around in front of her. She waited another ten seconds or so until she felt the bulbous end of his helmet mash into the top of her folds and hit her clitoris. She moaned louder than she’d done before and Steve tapped his hard shaft up and down on her most sensitive spot making her yelp each and every time.
“It was almost impossible to take my eyes off his dick and I willed him to bury in deep into my pussy. Meeting or no meeting I needed filling up”
It wasn’t to come for Fiona though as Steve rubbed his dick around her entrance and clitoris over and over again almost masturbating her with the shaft of his hard penis and in fairness to Steve it was having the desired effect on Fiona who was now laying flat on her back dangling her head off the back of his desk and moaning softly as not to make too much noise, she was past caring what the time was as her first Steve induced orgasm began to rip through her body.
“I came hard and screamed a little as I wasn’t able to control myself, his big heavy cock beat my clit as my body shook and I gripped the desk hard. I could feel a pool of wetness around the bottom of my bum cheeks and knew I’d come heavily”.
“You’re going to be late” Steve said pulling away and pulling his boxers and jeans up leaving Fiona to slide of the wet sticky table.
She looked at the clock and rushed to the filing cabinet to grab her clothes as she was already five minutes late. As she put her bra on Steve came and took her knickers away chucking them back in his top draw along with her two bras she presumed were still in there.
“You can collect these at five o clock, and when you’re dressed clean that mess up on my desk”
Fiona said she looked around for a cloth to clean up the mess but Steve told her to lick it clean. Her humiliation was compounded as she bent over and licked her sweet juices from Steve’s desk whilst he sat feet away watching. It was ten past one by the time she left and she still had to nip in the ladies to mop herself up before she made a mess in her trousers but that idea was soon dashed as a call across the pa system called out for her immediate attendance in the conference room.
“Shit” was all she wrote on one line in her journal after hearing the message.
She made it to the meeting as soon as possible but was still over fifteen minutes late. All Mr. Symons said was is that he’d speak to her afterwards. After that the three hour meeting went ok although Fiona kept getting the unmistakeable whiff of sex aroma every time she adjusted her seat position; the trouble was that she was pretty sure her trousers were now soaked with her dampness as she didn’t have time to clean up beforehand. And even worse for her was the fact Graham Butterworth was sat next to her and he also kept looking at her whenever she moved.
“Fiona I’ll see you in my office please” Donald Symons said in a stern voice. He got up to leave but Fiona stayed still hoping the other two, Graham and Gary, would leave next as she didn’t really want to stand up in front of them. “NOW Fiona” Donald shouted across the room from the doorway. She was left with no choice but to leave.
Fiona pushed her seat back and stood up moving the notepad she’d been using for notes down in front of her crotch area hiding it from Graham Butterworth’s lingering gaze. She headed for the door walking in a slow manner as she could feel the sticky damp patch between her legs; she was almost at the door when Graham shouted over stopping her in her tracks.
“Have you sat in something Fiona there seems to be a stain on your behind?” she rubbed her hand on her cheeks and said no before heading out of the door before Graham could push the subject further.
She entered Donald Symons office and shut the door behind her still holding the notepad across her crotch hiding her damp trousers. Donald was sat behind the desk looking very annoyed and he motioned for Fiona to take the seat opposite.
“What the bloody hell has gotten into you in the last week Fiona? I will not tolerate you being late for meetings do you understand”
“Of course Mr. Symons it won’t happen again I was tied up with something urgent”
“Nothing is more important than our meetings Fiona remember that for the future and you’ll be ok” Fiona got up to leave but Donald waived his hand as if to say stay seated. “And one more thing Fiona can you make sure you come to work in proper professional business attire, coming without a bra is not acceptable do you understand?”
“Yes Mr. Symons I understand and apologise, it won’t happen again”
“Make sure it doesn’t Fiona even if it was a nice view”. Donald winked then told her she was excused from his office and her face began to burn as her embarrassment grew so she exited as quickly as possible being sure to cover the damp patch on her trousers.
She made it back to her office and searched out some baby wipes from her junk draw and cleaned up the sticky mess between her legs; Fiona chucked the wipe in the bin and sat on her chair and looked at the clock above her door.
“OH FUCK” was scrawled in her journal, she jumped up realising she was late for picking up her knickers from Steve at his office. She grabbed the phone and franticly hit Steve’s speed dial.
“Steve I’m so sorry because I was late Donald had me in the office for a bollocking afterwards…………………….”
“No excuses Fiona you should of come straight here from Donald’s office……why the hell are your ringing me from your office at five fifteen?”
“I’m on………….” the line went dead and she bounded out the door the phone left swinging from its station. She didn’t care about people seeing her massive tits bouncing around this time as she dashed across the warehouse and stormed up the steps. She’d even flicked of her heeled shoes and ran with them in her hands so that she could get there as quick as possible.
“Stopping to knock wasn’t an option and I nearly took the door off its hinges as I flew at it……I then stopped dead in my tracks………Steve wasn’t messing and my situation worsened”
Steve Lomax was sat on one side of his desk with Neal Daniels sat the other side opposite him where she’d been bent over displaying herself only four hours earlier.
“Ah the star of the show herself has arrived Neal” Steve laughed. “Come and stand here Fiona” and he pointed to a spot at the edge of the desk between them both.
“I looked down at the cluttered desk and realised that all of the pictures were off me in various naked positions, I could see ones from the shower room of me surrounded by cock but also some of Steve’s own snaps were there. Neal had seen them all and was staring at me smiling”
“You obviously wasn’t taking my threats seriously Fiona so I thought I’d need to just make a little statement of my intent by inviting Neal into our little arrangement. That’s not a problem with you is it Fiona?”
“No Steve”
“I don’t know why I bothered asking actually as I knew it wouldn’t be a problem. I suppose you’ve come for your knickers Fiona?”
“Yes Steve”
“You know where your underwear is kept Fiona help yourself”. She walked around to the filing cabinet and fished out her knickers and her bras thinking it was about time she had those back and she dropped these near her bag as she went and stood back where Steve had told her with her knickers still in her hand. “Why don’t you show Neal what sort of knickers you wear Fiona I’m sure he’d like a closer look”.
Fiona handed her black lace knickers to Neal who held them in front of him to inspect. “Ooh very nice and sexy” he then pulled them to his nose and sniffed deeply inhaling the aroma of Fiona’s worn knickers. “Fucking beautiful smell that is” and he took another deep sniff. “I wouldn’t mind seeing them on though Steve”.
“Not a problem Neal my old mate.” He turned to look up at Fiona and she knew what was coming next. “You heard Neal Fiona he wants to see what you look like in your knickers so how about you give him a little modelling session, I know lets have your top off as well let him have a look at you properly”.
She hesitated and looked at Steve then across at Neal. “Today Fiona, times getting on and we have homes to go to”. Steve said getting impatient.
“Less than three minutes later I was stood in my underwear in front of Steve but also Neal Daniels another of the managers. My breasts received great reviews from Neal as well as my trimmed pussy as he ogled it before I covered my private area with my black thong. I was told to walk around in front of Neal before being told to bend over and hold my ankles with my bottom only a couple of feet from Neal. My pussy again involuntarily began to tingle as again I enjoyed the feeling of being used. My cunt pulsed as I felt Neal’s hands on my bare bum cheeks for the first time and the moisture began to come as his fingers snaked towards the material hiding my sex from his view”
“Is it ok if I have a proper look Steve?” Neal said to Steve his fingers already under the material ready to pull it away and reveal her wanton holes.
“Knock yourself out Neal I’m sure once you’ve seen the goods you’ll want in full time”
Fiona felt the elastic round her hips come away and pull downwards and as Neal pulled her knickers down; she felt the cold air from the air-con machine blow across her exposed arsehole and then across her pulsing cunt lips as the last piece of thin material pulled away from the folds of her lips. Neal left the knickers round her legs about three inches below her bum cheeks; he’d pulled them as far as he needed so was content for the elastic to hold them in place round her legs.
“Again I felt extremely vulnerable but also so incredibly turned on. It wasn’t my fault but i couldnt help my pussy was getting wet it just began to seep involuntarily as the nervous excitment grew and the fire in my pussy burned”
She must of stood like this for about a minute as Neal inspected her holes or the goods as Steve so crudely put it making her feel even more like a piece of meat, she could feel his breath on her naked skin as he bent forward and inhaled nosily and commented on her sweet aroma. It was then she heard a draw open and close.
“Here Neal use this, fucking whore juices up lovely with it. I take it your then Neal?”
“Damn right I’m Steve, can’t miss out whilst your getting all the cream can I?”
“Didn’t think for a minute you’d turn it down Neal you dirty bastard. But it’s on the hush hush for now yeah we don’t want it spoiling just yet mate.”
“Of cause mate you know I can be trusted. Anyway pass that”.
Humiliated and powerless Fiona stood bent as she was discussed by Steve and Neal until she felt the cold hard object at her burning entrance and she tensed her body. With her thighs being pinned together by her knickers it made her cunt really tight; and she could feel the object being nudged against her inflamed folds with more force with more force each time as Neal tried to sink the object into her moist hole. His persistence was eventually rewarded as on about the eighth jab her lips parted enough for the tip of the dildo to slip inside her tight pussy. Neal continued pushing it until she felt his fingers on her skin; the dildo was fully inside her. Neal left it there for a few seconds before removing it completely.
“Oh yes Steve now I see look at it already, its covered”
Again the dildo was nudged into her lips and they parted easier this time as the lubrication on the shiny shaft aided its movement into her hole; this time it was fucked into her about twenty times by Neal each time making her moan a little.
“Steve told Neal to continue fucking the dildo into me until I came, he told Neal that it wouldn’t take me long because I was such a horny slut and just loved having the dildo in me. Steve wasn’t wrong because within five minutes my legs shook and my cunt clenched the dildo as my orgasm ripped through my body. I could feel my juice forcing its way out my hole as Neal pulled the dildo out a bit and soon my thighs were wet and sticky. I fell forward as my legs gave way and I was on my hands and knees panting and moaning”
“Fucking hell Steve we’ve got ourselves a right goer here mate”
“Tell me about it. I could tell that from the photos of the whore surround by cock in the shower. Isn’t that right Fiona you’re a dirty whore that loves cock?”
She didn’t answer as she was still out of breath from the orgasm she’d just had so she just remained on her knees waiting to be told by Steve what to do or where to stand next. Nothing happened for a couple of minutes as Steve and Neal discussed her again.
“Have you fucked her yet Steve?” she heard Neal ask.
“Not yet Neal I’ve just been toying with her you know, making her do things and humiliating her a little bit. I rubbed my cock her cunt earlier and made her come and I’m certain she wanted me to ram it up her but I like to make the sluts wait you know, tease um a bit Neal. She’ll be getting it soon enough though and once I’ve had her Neal you can have a go”
“Make sure it’s soon then Steve I can’t wait to get stuck into her”
“Be patient Neal there’s plenty of fun to be had with her, it’ll be soon enough though mate. Anyway I’ve got to get home Neal I’ve got a lot on tonight so I’ll show you the sort of things you’ll be able to do to Fiona now you on board”
She heard shuffling and chairs scrapping as the both stood up to leave, she didn’t move and continued to wait for instructions.
“Right on your feet Fiona it’s time to go” she got to her feet slowly as her legs still felt wobbly “ Knickers off Fiona you can carry them in your hands and but your bras back in the drawer, I hope you don’t think you were having them back?”
“No Steve.”
“I put the bras back and then put my trousers back on, I could feel them sticking to the damp patches on the inside of my thighs and obviously my soaked gusset. I looked down at the dark patch already forming and just knew that Steve would make me walk out like this. I pulled my blouse back on over my naked breasts and got told to unbutton three buttons causing my blouse to gape open and revealing the dark areola on both my breasts. Steve then pinched my nipples until they stood erect and very visible. He then told me to walk with my knickers in my hand which I screwed into my palm”
“No no Fiona dangle them knickers by your side. Don’t forget your pictures Neal that’s your set to keep; I suggest you get a camera so that you can add your own snaps once Fiona starts visiting your office”
“Ahh yes I’ll pick one up over the weekend mate good idea”
There was no night shift in on a Friday as the warehouse only opened in the mornings on a Saturday and Sunday so there was no fear of being seen by other staff. Fiona already knew as she left the office that Steve was going to send her through the security office where Gerald and Trevor were waiting. Steve made Fiona walk ahead of them and told her to go where she had guessed in her own mind already. The walk across the warehouse seemed oh so quick and before she knew it she was in front of Trevor and Gerald.
“Well well look who we have here again Trev”
“Ah the lovely Fiona again, I think it’s my turn to wave the wand is it not Gerald?”
“I think you might be right Trevor. Step this way Fiona and place your belongings in the tray for a quick check and then stand in front of Trevor with your arms up and legs apart a little”.
She followed Gerald’s directions dropping her bag and knickers in the tray which bought puzzled but excited looks from both old men. She watched as Gerald opened her bag and look inside, he reached in and pulled out the shiny metal dildo holding it up for everyone to see before dropping it back inside. He then picked up her knickers and looked at her as he dropped them inside her bag as well.
“My face was crimson as I felt totally humiliated”. Fiona’s journal read. “My embarrassment only grew as Trevor began to wand me; he went so slowly over my breasts his eyes never leaving them as he looked at my areola and pointy nipples through my blouse. He actually moved the wand so close across my nipples that he knocked them both”
“Sorry about that Fiona how clumsy of me” he said smirking.
“He got down on one knee in front of me and moved the wand slowly across the top of my trousers and around my gusset area. He came up the inside of my legs and held the wand between my legs awfully close to my swollen cunt lips for a moment longer than he should have”.
“Looks like you’ve sat in something or maybe got a little too excited here Fiona” he said standing up looking at her for a response.
“I think I sat in something Trevor, I’m very clumsy today” she said walking by picking up her bag from Gerald who was stood staring at her chest and smirking.
“Have a safe journey Fiona and we hope to see you next week!”
She waited near the exit as Steve and Neal quickly got searched and joined her on leaving the building.
“I’ll tell you now trev there is something going on with fiona and that bloody Lomax”.
Fiona wasn’t sure if she’d heard right as it was only whispered, but she probably knew that she had heard right and that is what they thought.
She finished off in her journal and this entry.
“I was led up the car park past my car that was parked in the office staff area right up to Steve’s car in the far corner, Neal was with his as his car was opposite Steve’s in the other corner. Steve told me to remove my blouse and hand it to him. I really really didn’t want to do this but again Steve told me that it would be really easy to show some other people my pictures, and I knew he wasn’t joking; just look at how easy Neal jumped on board, and who wouldn’t. I handed him my blouse and stood bare breasted in the car park as the cold evening air bought my nipples to hard points. He then said by to Neal and told him he’d see him in the pub to explain things in more detail, I was then left to walk back to my car, maybe a hundred yards, my tits naked and bouncing free……it also dawned on me that I’d have to drive home like this too. I couldn’t help but feel a stirring in my pussy again….a feeling that I knew I shouldn’t due to my situation…….but a feeling that I could not stop”
The blackmail continues………………………..
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My Spring Break
This is how I spent my SPRING BREAK a couple years back while I was still having sex with my boss and his wife. How this story includes my dorm mate and all the fun we had as-well. Enjoy!
(“Shhhh…I think Dad is Coming!”)
(“Shhhh…I think Dad’s coming!”)
….Mike whispered this to me….
(“Listen.)…he said…I got a sexual charge in my pussy….because of the risk that I was taking, the chance of getting caught doing it and the ultimate thrill I was having at the moment. This caused my heart to pound so hard…I even felt it in my tits. I put my hand to my mouth to quiet the gasp for air I had to have. My hand froze in place, as I dare not move while my son and I listened to identify the sounds.
….Let me say that I don’t have anything against my husband. He’s older and is a little set in his ’ways’. I understand that….but…a woman has needs that come up and I had opportunity to fulfill one. I had never jacked off a man and I wanted to. More things came up that my husband just ’didn’t do’. He was a good man, but I had a chance to go for a sexual thrill I only dreamed about. Standard sex was as far as it went with him and….I wanted more.
——–
Mike….
…..I guess it first started by accident. I had a bad case of sore full balls…or ’blue balls’, or ’stone ache’ as it is sometimes called. My first real girlfriend and I couldn’t have sex. I had met Jill and we had to sneak around and make out, kissing and a little feeling only, because of her dad. It was summer and her bedroom window was always open, but with a drape over it. Her computer was right next to the window and a quick move of the drape and there I was. We kissed and each night we did a little more. About 10pm, her folks went to bed, and they played soft music all night while they slept.
…By 10 she would change into her pajamas. She liked to pull the drape back just a crack and let me watch her change her clothes. She would put on a sexy show as she did it. She knew how to tease and blocked my seeing her nipples and pussy. She would turn her back and hide her front and look over her shoulder at me and smile. She had a wonderful body with nice tits. She had long light brown hair and smooth long legs.
…We both waited for an opportunity to get to be together and alone. This was just what her dad ‘didn’t’ want. She had a girlfriend that she would do sleepovers with. Her dad would call the girls parents to verify this every damn time. Her mom was cool and even knew about me and said nothing to her dad.
…Jill found out her dad would be out of town for a week on business. She planned a ’sleep over’ but…it was in my bedroom. Her mom was in on it and was our look out if anything went wrong. Her dad knew he could call her cell phone at anytime…and did, like a some sort of daughter cop. He had her on the pill, so what good was that, if he never let her have sex?
…Jill and I were all horny looking forward to our private time to have sex for the first time. At her window at night, it was crazy as felt her wonderful tits. She said I made her so wet she could hardly get to sleep.
…I was walking in the house at home when my mom noticed my walk. A careful walk as not to jar my full sore balls. Mom knew right away what it was. Mom was so cool and a very good looking sexy woman. She came up to me and put her arms around me …carefully… and said quietly. “Mike, don’t you have wet dreams to take the pressure off of you?”
… I said: “Mom, I’ve never had a wet dream, and If I try to jack off, I can’t cum.” She said getting with Jill should take of it….maybe. I’ll come to your room late tonight and I think I can fix it for you.” I figured she would give me a cold pack or something to make them stop being sore.
…. I heard mom come into my room. She had on a sheer night gown and that was all. My night light let me see her great body. Nice full tits and a dark bush between her legs.
Mom thought…
…let mom take care of this for you Mike, it’s ok for a mom to do some ‘first aid’ to a son.
…This was the first time I had ever done anything like this and I was mega excited. For some reason he doesn’t have wet dreams and the cum builds up in his balls. They get sore and I hated to see him in pain.
…..I quietly walked over and sat next to him. I whispered and ask him how he was doing. He said no change and said he couldn’t sleep. My hidden urges came forward and I found my hand rubbing his stomach. He said how good that felt, and how that really helped. I was getting massive tingles in my body. His warm skin on my hand was driving me to want to touch him more.
…It was dark but when he carefully pulled back the sheet, I got to see his cock go from a normal size to a full erection. It was my first time to ever see this. The thought that I was causing it to get so erect, sent a wave of wonderful feelings thru my body. That meant he was thinking about me sexually. That was the first time I got a special thrill that actually caused my pussy to contract. My hand was mere inches from his erection. His balls were big and full looking. I looked at him and his eyes were closed. Without even thinking,
…. I leaned over and whispered: (“..let mom take care of this for you Mike.”) All he did was nod his head….and then he put his hand on my leg. I felt a jolt of good feeling in my pussy I didn’t expect. It was very a special orgasm that cause me to moan to myself. I actually had an orgasm while feeling my son’s stomach and watching his full beautiful erection. I hoped he wouldn’t notice my suppressed twitching….but who was I kidding…he had to have felt me shudder a little. His hand went just barely back and forth on my leg. The feeling from him doing it was like a strange electric shock.
….I think….he wanted to cum and relieve the pressure so bad, he was using my leg but thinking of rubbing Jill’s leg. I stretched out a little to let him rub more of my leg. He gave out a tiny moan of pleasure. I wanted to make him cum to take away the pain, but I was secretly enjoying this more that I ever expected.
….I carefully let my fingers drift around his full erection, just letting my finger tips brush around it. I got a stronger pussy contraction this time, and it felt wonderful. I know he felt my breathing go up as I noticed his did too. His erection stood straight up big as I continued to fondle it. I heard a tiny moan from him. I knew his balls were begging for relief.
….There was no other way, I had to make him cum and relieve the pressure…the fact that I was getting a thrill like I’ve never had before…..well…I smiled to myself …that just comes with it.
…I knew the girl that was causing all this cum build up was Jill.
… As I thought… I let myself picture one girl that caused my heart to jump. I got a hot flash and gasp for air. My ego said….’..maybe he’s fantasizing about YOU, …
…. He probably thinks it’s wrong to jack off while thinking about having sex with his own mom…wouldn’t you say?”
…My ego was making sense. I hoped it was true. My own son jacking off while thinking about have sex with me was a new thrill I had never experienced before,….. and I liked it.
… I quickly figured if he did start jacking off while thinking of having sex with me, that would end my getting to fondle him as I was doing right now. I wanted to keep this going…yes!…In my mind I said ‘let mom do it for you Mike, I knew he enjoy it. I must act now.
….I took that big step and I let my fingers wrap around his erection and slowly and carefully started jacking it. His moans told me he approved and was loving it. I had visions in the future of making him aroused, and then relieving him by jacking him off. How could he refuse an offer like that.
….Now to complete my task. His erection was warm and very full. It was real hard, but the skin was soft. I gently started in trying not to disturb his sore balls. My heart was beating fast, and I was getting hot flashes as I slowly jacked him. This first time had my pussy really wet. His moans sent more tingles thru my body. I watched my own hand jack him.
… It was off the awesome scale in sexual excitement. I was sitting beside him watching him twitch as I jacked. The head of his erection got so full looking,…. I wanted to….
…New urges started to form. I now had a strong urge to put his erection head in my mouth. I thought…someday I may just get to do that.
…. I was jacking a little faster now and I felt what I heard about. An pre-climax feeling building up. I thought a woman only got them during actual sex. I had never had one big like this, but I knew one was coming by the feelings in my wet pussy.
…. This jacking Mike was full of thrills for me. We both got real tense and then he moved his hand up on my leg pulling up my nightie with it. I felt we were close to him cuming. His hand moved over and rested on my pussy. He began to buck and strain. His hips raised up….I pushed his hand down on my wet pussy.
….It happened…he shot way up in the air and he tried not to moan. I got that climax jolt like no other time. We squirmed as our muffled moans were like two people tied up and gagged. Our left hands were rubbing my pussy as I squirmed and I just kept jacking him my other hand. I’d never see a man cum this much. Each shot made him jump and me too. Cum went everywhere. My shaky hand was covered with it and all around it. I kept slow jacking him as his erection jumped in my hand. I could feel my new climax squeezing my pussy on his wet fingers. We slow rubbed my sensitive clit and pussy. My pussy was soaking wet and twitching. I had a selfish thought hoping he was going need relief a lot in the future.
…..We heard a noise…Mike said, ‘shhhh…I think dad’s coming.’ I got up, pulled my nightie down. Mike rolled over pulling the sheet over him. I went to Mike’s doorway and looked just in time to see Mike’s dad go in the bathroom and sleepily close the door. I quick went to my bedroom. We had separate ones. I slipped in my bed, trembling inside. Then we heard the wonderful sound of….a flush…a bathroom door open…..a light go out and his dad go back to bed….whew…that was close. My heart beat hard but it was exciting at the same time.
….I could still feel Mike’s fingers on my pussy as I smiled and slowly fell asleep…
Mike….
….I thought of all the things my dad would do to me if he had caught us. I choose not to think about it, as it was over. I wanted to think about the wonderful relief I was feeling….although it was nothing compared to the thrill of having mom jack me off as I fingered her clit. I could feel still her warm hand on top of mine as we both massaged her pussy. This is what triggered me to finally cum. I found myself…wanting more.
Mom….
….I was counting the time when I hoped Mike would get sore balls again. I wanted to take our sessions further…a lot further. I didn’t know how he felt about all this but so far it was good.
….. He looked at me differently now, and I responded when it was safe. Three days later he whispered as we were in the hall…(“…mom, that was so beautiful, can we…I mean could we do that…a…more when dad goes away this weekend?”) I whispered back: (“..are you full again Mike?”) This is what I had been wishing for as he stammered his speech. (“…a…a…oh yeah, full again mom …and….sore…yeah sore.”) he said.
…(“…tomorrow night we can….do a…relief for you, that’s when dad leaves. Can you wait that long?”) I said.
….I watched his nervous smile as he nodded his head. He looked all around and grabbed me and hugged me. We both instantly lost our breath. I pushed my pussy into his already hard erection. I put his hands on my tits as I wasn’t wearing a bra. I wanted to put some fuel on this fire and go for a lot more tomorrow night. I loved seeing him gulp and feel his trembling hands feel my tits. I separated us and walked away to the bathroom to feel my pussy privately.
It was happening.
Mike…
…..A million things raced thru my mind a I checked the clock over and over. I said bye to dad and then raced to my room. A quick shower and into bed I went. I had a big tent waiting for mom as I could hear her shower. I waited. She came in the room in a black short sexy nightie. It came down just past her dark bushed pussy. She smelled wonderful.
….This time she laid down beside me. Her warm hand started in rubbing on me. I reached out and felt her soft tits. She took her nightie off. Wow she was so hot looking naked. I was naked under my tent. She carefully removed the sheet over my hard erection. She told me to close my eyes. I felt her start kissing down my chest and stomach. I wasn’t expecting this. She turned and now her sweet aroma pussy came up to my face. She moved her pussy right over my mouth.
… I just had to started licking it as she moaned and squirmed. I felt her tongue carefully go up and down my rock hard erection. I knew I was going to cum big. She could somehow tell as I was close to cuming. I licked her pussy faster and I felt her warm mouth go over my erection. Wow…she got my whole erection in her mouth. I felt her head go up and down on it and I couldn’t stop the pull on my balls at I was going to cum. I sucked on her clit as my world exploded.
…I felt my cum shoot and fill her mouth full…again,…and again as she moaned. Juice came out her hot pussy. I’d never heard mom moan like that before, and it was hot sounding…I kept shooting as I felt the pleasure of relief and a whole lot more. We both made sounds of moaning as euphoria was happening. She just kept jacking and sucking on my erection as she moaned…and moaned…..
…the weekend was just starting……. it was to be the best weekend of our lives….
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My Uncle and Me.. (Part 1)
A girl gets close to her Uncle..
johnny and me
this is just a quick story
The night that was, Chapter 3
Continuing story of the pain of infidelity
GIVING IN TO THE HARD SIDE
My first time with a guy and I go all the way!!!
My first time fucking a man
Since about the middle of my time in high school I’ve had feelings of wanting to have sex with another man. I had done a lot of Craigslist cruising for a few years, looking for and talking to other men about hooking up. However, I would almost always chicken out when it was time to meet them. This went on for years until I was about 22. That was when I had finally had enough, it had to happen.
Becoming a bitch – Chapter 2
My descent into animal sex.
MY FIRST LESBIAN EXPERIENCE_(1)
Kristen my college roommate
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The Newist Pain Slut Sister
Caroline Blaine was beautiful, haughty and a perfect bitch. Perhaps this was why she was so successful as a lawyer. Caroline had the capability of going ruthlessly for the jugular while smiling sweetly at the judge. She had everything – beauty, career, a refined accent, and a handsome husband.
Life, on a superficial level, was great but in those rare honest moments, Caroline admitted cautiously that, perhaps, there was something missing.
Caroline was a rarity in Hollywood as she was truly a natural blonde. That hair, together with legs to her armpits, large breasts, honey coloured skin and a warm and sensuous smile, made her the stuff men dreamed of and women envied.
Even though Caroline had lived in California for ten years, she scrupulously maintained her English accent; in fact she became more British as the years went on as it gave her a distinct and different image. Caroline hadn’t been back to London for six years and sometimes wondered what her old school friends in Chelsea would think of her now.
It was a different time, a different world , she would tell her self when old memories came back, I was a different person to what I am now.
The firm of lawyers that employed Caroline saw her as the perfect addition to their partner ranks – a beautiful young woman with a stylish English accent who was not ashamed to be a carnivore in the courtroom. Only in Hollywood could a lawyer look like a movie star while the movie stars looked and acted like lawyers.
It also helped Caroline’s image that her husband of almost ten months was also a successful Hollywood agent and as ruthless as he was handsome. Hal had been blessed with perfect teeth, dark brooding eyes and a crooked grin that seduced women and put men off guard before he crucified them with delight. It was said around Hollywood that nobody closed a deal like Hal Blaine, nobody could outwit or out-negotiate Hal Blaine.
Originally from Georgia, he had spent several years in Boston before moving to California and his dress sense was impeccable. He favoured expensive American suits, crisp shirts with glittering cuff-links and, of course, always the perfect tie. In an industry where ‘California Casual’ was the fashion, he stood out as a man of style and a man that women always noticed when he walked into a restaurant.
Caroline sometimes thought the suits were just a little ostentatious and a little shiny for her tastes, not subtle and refined like the English or Europeans but, she told herself, it was America and Hal was certainly one of the best dressed men in her circles.
He also had a voracious but casual appetite for sex. Caroline accepted the sex although she never achieved a real connection to it. Sex was something men needed and she accepted her lot as one who gave when the mood suited her.
On the surface, Hal and Caroline appeared to be remarkably suited to each other.
And they were, but not truly until Kryztal came into the picture.
Bea Rutledge was the most successful Madam in Hollywood and her girls only provided their special and discrete services to stars. Anybody that was making less than three point five million a movie could not get near one of Bea’s girls; Bea’s girls were special, and had specific tastes that would appeal to certain producers, directors and stars. A date with a Bea Girl was not a simple fuck, it was an event worth paying for, and paid they did, and then paid extra to remain anonymous.
Bea was not the stereotypical owner of a high class escort service; if they made a movie about her she would, of course, be played by some blowsy blonde, addicted to cigarettes and cheap cracks – Hollywood producers love stereotypes. Instead, she was short and slight with dark hair cut in a pageboy style, and she dressed severely in men’s clothes and always wore dark glasses.
It was rumoured Bea preferred women and had told Julia, a famous actor, that, ‘Men think with their cocks, thank God! If they didn’t, I’d be broke and I wouldn’t have my lodge in Aspen. Women think with their hearts,’ she had said softly, gently stroking the inside of Julia’s wrist.
It was also rumoured that Bea and Julia spent a week in a famous Hollywood hotel suite where they played many games that involved a dildo imported from Holland they had nicknamed Frederic. Apparently, so the story goes, when the epic week ended, Bea gave Frederic to Julia, who had it mounted on an polished stand and put it in her hall closet next to her Oscar.
Unfortunately, the law enforcement officials didn’t turn a blind eye to Bea’s business activities. She always blamed the ultra conservative right wing of American politics, but not too loudly as a great deal of the conservative senators and congressmen were actually customers.
Apparently, these conservative politicians enjoyed being flogged by a beautiful girl called Tanya dressed as a catholic schoolgirl. Tanya, who was twenty-four but appeared to be sixteen and specialised as Bea’s Schoolgirl , always took to the flogging with relish and left her conservative clients gasping in pain.
Sometimes, when she was watching television with her lover Sonja, she would giggle when she watched her customers secretly wince at press conferences or in interviews.
But, political hypocrisy and desperate image consultants prodded the law into action and, therefore, Bea had to spend a healthy amount each year to retain the services of an accomplished firm of L.A. lawyers.
And that firm was where Caroline worked.
From their first meeting, Bea and Caroline hated each other immediately and intensely. That meant, of course, that they were exceedingly polite to each other and smiled a lot. Men had no idea as to the extent of the mutual hatred between the women and sat in blissful ignorance in a minefield of hate. Women wished they could get out of the room before either Bea or Caroline produced a weapon of mass destruction from their Louis Vuitton handbags and dropped it on the polished conference room table.
‘Prostitution is such a tawdry case,’ Caroline had smiled sweetly at Bea, ‘but I believe the current crack down will disappear soon and your hookers will be safe to walk the streets again.’
Bea inwardly seethed. ‘My girls don’t walk the streets, as well you know. They offer services far more detailed and caring than a quick roll in the hay. I imagine a quick roll in the hay with the lights off is what you occasionally give that new husband of yours, poor dear.’
‘How dare you!’ Caroline flushed deeply. ‘Our sex life is very full, not that it’s any of your business!’
‘But it is my business,’ Bea smiled thinly, gathering her handbag, ‘Hal has a standing appointment with my girls every week.’
Caroline blinked and gaped as Bea opened the door. ‘He comes for what he can’t get at home,’ was her parting shot. ‘Call me if you want to know what he likes. It would appear that I know, but you don’t!’
That night, Caroline almost attacked Hal and was very aggressive in their lovemaking. Why, she even forced herself to suck his cock for a few minutes before sitting astride him and ramming him into herself. All the time she was mechanically fucking her husband with an obsessed vigour and energy, Bea’s taunting words haunted her.
She couldn’t sleep and stared at Hal’s sleeping face. Bea was lying, Caroline told herself, she had to be! Why would Hal go to her girls? I let him fuck me regularly, don’t I? He loves me, doesn’t he?
It became an obsession and, at last on Monday, she shamefully called Bea. ‘Want to know what Hal likes?’ Bea had mockingly asked in a voice laced with silken triumph.
‘Yes,’ Caroline had admitted, face red and feeling like crying. ‘Yes, I do.’
Bea gave her an address. ‘Be there at two-thirty on Wednesday. You’ll get to see what floats Hal’s boat.’ Bea was laughing as she disconnected the call.
Caroline showed up at the appointed time dressed in a simple business suit and waited. Bea entered, as usual wearing dark glasses and they air-kissed with restrained hatred. ‘This is Caroline,’ she said to the two women standing beside her in black Armani pants suits. ‘She wants to see Hal in action.’ The women nodded and Bea slid some papers across her desk. ‘Sign this, it’s just a standard disclaimer for entering these premises.’
Caroline glanced at the papers but she was so upset at what was happening, so obsessed by it all, that she committed the number one sin of lawyers – she didn’t read the documents before signing them.
Bea smiled. ‘Go with the girls and you will see what Hal likes.’
The women led Caroline to a room with a large four-poster bed. ‘I am Breanne,’ one said, ‘this is Zoe, take your clothes off.’
‘What? Are you kidding…’
‘Take them off or we will take them from you,’ Breanne said calmly.
‘We’d much prefer if you struggled,’ Zoe said with a cruel smile and Caroline suddenly felt frightened. ‘We always enjoy a good struggle.’
‘I don’t…’
Breanne stepped forward and slapped Caroline hard across the face, so hard the force of it sent her reeling across the bed. ‘Get naked, slut, or there will be more!’
‘But…’
Zoe gripped a handful of Caroline’s hair and tugged it viscously before slapping her again. ‘This isn’t a courtroom, sister. We don’t do debates!’
Tears rolling down her wounded face, Caroline kicked off her shoes while she unbuttoned her coat. The two women stood with arms folded, smiling until Caroline was down to her coffee coloured lace bra and panties.
‘Please…’ she began but Breanne wouldn’t let her continue.
‘Naked, or I’ll let Zoe take them off you!’
Sobbing incoherently, hoping the nightmare would be over once they stole her clothes, Caroline unsnapped her bra, and shimmied out of her panties.
Zoe calmly gathered the clothes and Caroline stood with one arm across her breasts, the other covering her crotch. ‘I’ve seen it all before,’ Breanne said wearily, ‘you’ve got nothing new and nothing special, baby.’ Disdainfully, she offered a small drawstring bag. ‘Jewellery – rings, watch, earrings, bracelets, put them all in here.’
Woodenly, Caroline complied, dropping her various pieces of jewellery into the bag. ‘Hair clip,’ Breanne prompted and Caroline removed it, her hair falling forward.
Zoe returned without the clothes and then both of them advanced on Caroline. ‘What do you want…’
Breanne slapped her again and Caroline fell on the bed. Suddenly, leather cuffs were wrapped around her wrists and then attached to ankle cuffs so she was locked in an uncomfortable position, wrists to ankles, knees bent and exposed, so exposed.
The door opened and Bea entered, smoking a pink cigarette in an ebony holder, smiling. ‘Now, that’s much better. That has to go,’ she said, gesturing at Caroline’s pubic hair, ‘he may recognise it.’
‘Please…’ Caroline whimpered, trying to move, but whatever position she tried, her pussy was openly exposed, her large breasts rolling over her rib cage, nipples stirring.
Breanne ignored her and the other woman held Caroline’s legs apart as Breanne switched on the clippers she had suddenly produced. ‘No…!’ Caroline’s head moved from side to side in her humiliation as the clippers ran roughly over her sensitive groin. Zoe winked at her, sprayed her crotch with shaving lather and proceeded to shave. ‘Don’t move,’ she warned and Caroline tried to bury her head in the bedclothes to hide from her own shame and Bea’s mocking eyes. It was done, so smooth, and Zoe calmly removed the shaving cream with a fluffy blue towel.
Caroline had always privately referred to her vagina as her ‘bits’ and now her bits were so clearly visible. It was impossible for Caroline not to see her bald crotch; she stared down at it, her large intimate lips gleaming pinkly against the smooth skin.
Breanne beckoned to Bea and pointed at Caroline’s crotch. ‘Look,’ she said and Caroline turned her head away in shame as Bea leaned forward to look at her newly shaven groin.
‘It’s a birthmark,’ Bea announced and Caroline knew Bea had identified the small almond shaped birthmark on her inner left thigh, situated where her leg met her groin. ‘He might recognise it, so cover it.’
Zoe applied a thick coating of a flesh covered plastic skin over the birthmark and Bea smiled down at the red faced Caroline as they waited for it to dry.
Breanne and Zoe approached Caroline, both carrying bottles of scented oil.
Despite Caroline’s protests and her horror at having two women intimately touch her, the women oiled every part of Caroline’s body so she gleamed in the light and smelled of a musky exotic perfume. The oil, in Caroline’s horrified eyes, made her large breasts look lewd and her now-bald bits, obscene.
‘Why are you doing this?’ Caroline cried but the three women ignored her.
‘The hair,’ Bea instructed, exhaling smoke and Breanne snapped a rubber cap over Caroline’s hair, holding it close to her skull while she fitted a bright red wig on Caroline’s head.
‘A redhead,’ Bea said maliciously, ‘Hal loves to fuck redheads!’
‘I’ll sue you,’ Caroline bawled. ‘I’ll see you in prison, you…’
‘I doubt it,’ Bea said evenly, ‘you signed a release, baby.’
A leather hood was snapped on which covered her upper face to her nose, leaving her mouth and chin free, then closed around her throat. The ponytail of fake red hair emerged from a hole in the rear of the hood and Breanne locked it on with a gold lock.
They pried her mouth open and inserted a ring gag so her mouth was forced to form an ‘O’ and she couldn’t make intelligible sounds. She drooled, her eyes rolling in the eye slits of the hood as they also locked it shut.
Breanne used the same blue towel to clean the make up from Caroline’s lower face and then applied thick lipstick in a shade of orange Caroline would not be normally caught dead in.
‘Roll her over,’ Bea said, stubbing her cigarette out in a large glass ashtray.
Caroline tried to resist but found herself face down, her head turned to the side and her fleshy bottom pointing to the roof, knees bent and her entire crotch obscenely displayed.
Suddenly, she felt hands around her waist and she was lifted up while an enormous round cylinder of a cushion was slid under her breasts. When she slumped down on it, she was bent with knees on the bed; her upper body hanging over the cushion so her breasts wobbled free and her head hung uselessly. All the time, Caroline knew her legs were forced apart and she was helplessly displayed.
‘Tattoo,’ Bea snapped and Caroline tried to protest but her mouth could not form words, spittle rolling from her gaping mouth. ‘Don’t worry,’ Bea laughed, ‘it’s not permanent.’ A transfer was applied to Caroline’s bottom on her left cheek and, in black, it said simply ‘Pain Slut’ .
‘Turn the lights down low,’ Bea instructed the others, ‘our friend here is probably only used to being fucked in the dark.’ Bea knelt down so her face was close to Caroline’s. ‘The tattoo says Pain Slut,’ she said softly, ‘and that’s what you’re going to be because it’s what Hal likes. I don’t think he’ll recognise you with the hair, bald cunt and the tattoo but, then,’ she laughed, ‘he just might… you might have a highly individual cunt that he’ll recognise it immediately.’ She patted Caroline’s arm. ‘I doubt it though. Men are so unobservant and a cunt is a cunt when their dicks are hard.’
The women left Caroline alone in that ignominious position, face down, wrists and ankles connected so her knees were bent and her wobbling bottom and bits would be the first thing that anybody entering the room would see. Then, they would see her breasts hanging like udders over the cushion. Stupidly, the vain part of her wondered why they didn’t leave her in a more flattering position.
She remained like that for ten minutes and then the door opened again. From the corner of her eyes, she saw Bea standing in the door way, her arm linked with Hal’s as both looked in. ‘This is Kryztal,’ Bea said. ‘She’s new and she likes what you like. From opposite ends, of course,’ she laughed.
‘She looks great,’ Caroline heard her husband’s voice. ‘You’ve got her all ready for me?’
‘She’s a submissive pain slut and we treat her that way. Of course, she loves it.’
‘Okay, thanks Bea,’ and, to her horror, Caroline saw her husband kiss her enemy’s cheek.
‘Oh, don’t worry about condoms,’ Bea said with a laugh, swinging the door shut behind her.
‘You sure?’
‘She loves bareback and she’s clean.’ The door shut and Caroline was alone with her husband.
‘Well, hello Kryztal,’ Hal said, his fingers lightly tapping Caroline’s oiled and gleaming bottom. Caroline gurgled in the gag and then cried out as Hal slapped her bottom hard. Then he slapped it again and again until it was covered with red marks and it was stinging. Caroline felt humiliated and used but, strangely, she also felt aroused.
There’s nothing I can do , she told herself, I’m helpless, go with the flow; Hal comes quickly so it will be over soon .
She heard him undressing and then rummaging in the chest of drawers. ‘Bea always leaves me some toys,’ he suddenly said, and Caroline tried to turn her head to see what he was doing.
His hand slapped her bottom again and she gurgled into the gag, then suddenly screamed as she felt him clamp something sharp over her nipples. ‘I think nipple clamps are great, don’t you, Kryztal?’ Hal laughed as she wriggled and moved but it just made her breasts move all the more.
‘I’m going to have fun,’ he said, suddenly close to her ear, fingers roughly kneading her breasts, ‘and I don’t give a fuck if you do. It’s my dime and I’m having fun.
Caroline yelped into the gag as two fingers pushed into her pussy, moving deep and searching. ‘You are a pain slut,’ he murmured, ‘you’re so wet.’
I’m wet , Caroline asked herself, I’m enjoying this?
Whistling, he removed something from the drawers and Caroline felt him buckle a wide strap around her waist, sliding it between her skin and the cushion, pulling it cruelly tight. A vibrator slipped into her pussy, moved in and out in a slow maddening rhythm and then was suddenly removed while fingers pushed something wet and cold on her bottom. No, she silently screamed, not that, please not that, not my bottom!
The vibrator began its relentless journey into her anus while Caroline gurgled and spluttered into her gag, drool escaping from her desperate lips. Suddenly, she felt a second vibrator slipping easily into her pussy and she was so full, so violated. The vibrators hummed into life and Hal connected another strap to the belt around her waist, jerked it between her legs and fastened it back to the belt, keeping the two pulsing vibrators securely in place.
Hal moved to the front, shoved his cock deep into her mouth that was held open by the gag and began to fuck her face. ‘Make me happy, baby,’ he said warningly, ‘or you’ll regret it. Come on, lick and suck.’
Tears were forming in her eyes. Her bits and bottom throbbed to the vibrators, her nipples painfully aware of the clamps, and Caroline desperately began to suck and lick her husband’s cock with a vigour she had never before shown.
‘Pathetic,’ he said succinctly, removing his cock and jerking the clamps from her nipples in one swift movement.
The pain was enormous, worse than when he applied the clamps, and Caroline shrieked into the gag, her body rigid with the pain, her head turning from side to side while she tried to ignore the waves of agony.
Blinking the tears from her eyes, she saw his cock was in front of her face. ‘Try again, bitch,’ he said softly.
Caroline lunged for that cock, bringing her head over to it as quickly as she could before he did anything else to her. Hal slipped the cock into her mouth and smiled as she slavishly licked and sucked, trying to make him come so he would stop, leave her alone, anything!
‘You are the worst cock sucker I have ever met,’ he said, removing his cock and walked to the drawers, ignoring Caroline’s gurgling pleas.
He returned with a strange device, a stubby handle that had many straps of leather attached to it and she stared at it, eyes wide, as he laughed quietly.
For the next twenty minutes he relentlessly used the flogger over her ass and back while the vibrators churned within her. Her muffled screams of pain became pleas of desire as her skin glowed red.
On and on, he flogged – her bottom, her thighs, her back, nowhere was safe, and Caroline felt as if she was just one moaning animal of lust, trying to move her clit against the leather of the belt that was tightly fastened over her crotch. For the first time, Caroline’s entire body was alive with lust and connected to sex. The lid to Pandora’s box was ajar.
Hal dropped the flogger on the bed and surveyed his handiwork. The slut’s skin was red hot and he unfastened the leather straps and laughed as the vibrator in her pussy immediately slipped out, lying glistening on the bed. With another laugh, he jerked the vibrator out of her bottom and Caroline moaned into the gag, the bedclothes wet from her saliva.
Without any thought or concern for her, he fucked her and fucked her hard. Touch my clit , Caroline silently pleaded, please , but Hal ignored her clit and focused on her cunt, ramming that large cock of his in and out.
Almost casually, he pulled out, leaving her vacant and empty, wanting more and, walking around, pushed his cock into her mouth. ‘Last chance,’ he whispered and she desperately sucked, tasting herself on his cock.
With a grunt, Hal came and his cum flooded her mouth while he forced her to continue, forced her to swallow until he finally pulled out, leaving her still face hanging down, his semen trickling through the hole in the gag, dripping on her dangling breasts
In a daze, desperately wanting to cum herself and still tasting his cum, she heard Hal dress and then saw dollar bills flutter onto the bed next to her head. ‘There you go, pain slut ,’ he laughed.
Hal turned to go but then returned as if he had thought of something and Caroline felt his fingers on her bits, feeling something hard being forced inside her. It was bigger than the vibrator and filled her, making her want so much more.
He was chuckling as he left and Caroline felt something light caress her thighs and ass. He’s inserted the handle of that whip thingy in me, she realised with horror and shame, he’s left it there for them to see.
At that point, Caroline really wanted to die. It was an intense contradiction that she also wanted desperately to cum, that she was vibrantly and sexually alive.
A short time later, Breanne, accompanied by Zoe, entered and calmly unstrapped the gag from around Caroline’s head. Gratefully, Caroline began to flex her jaws as the hood was unlocked and removed, as was the wig and skullcap.
Breanne put the items on the chest of drawers while the other woman released Caroline’s ankles and wrist. ‘I’ll let you get that out,’ she said with a smile, pointing at the flogger that poked from Caroline.
Face bright red, Caroline gently pulled it from her glistening wet bits and dropped it with disgust on the bed.
Groaning and wincing with pain, Caroline shakily got to her feet as Breanne put her clothes on the bed. ‘There’s a bathroom there,’ she said, pointing at a small door Caroline had not noticed before. ‘Be quick, we have to get the room ready for the next client.’
Caroline tottered into the bathroom. Her entire body was aching; her back, her bits and bottom and especially her nipples, which felt as if they were on fire. Her face felt as if the gag had mashed it and her bottom cheeks were burning.
‘Oh, no,’ she murmured when she saw the red marks over her back and bottom, ‘how will I ever explain these?’
Bea, flanked by the other two women, was waiting for her when she reluctantly emerged from the bathroom, hair wet from the shower and walking gingerly.
Unable to look Bea in the eye, Caroline looked around for her handbag, saw it, and picked it up. ‘I put his tip in your bag,’ Bea smiled coldly, ‘hookers always want their money.’
‘You bitch,’ Caroline said quietly, eyes lowered, just wanting to get out of the room.
‘I wonder what Hal would think if he knew he had shoved the handle of a flogger into his wife’s cunt after flogging her? Oh, don’t worry,’ Bea sneered when she saw Caroline’s face go white at the thought, ‘it will be our little secret. I imagine it would be difficult for you both to go on with your marriage when all your dirty secrets were out. How would you smile sweetly at each other over the breakfast table if you both knew? Pass the orange juice dear, and why did you push that flogger handle in my cunt last night?’ Bea found that hilarious and laughed loudly.
‘Fuck you,’ Caroline said, pushing past.
‘I think you were the one who got fucked,’ Bea laughed, ‘and I think you liked it.’ The other women grinned when they saw Caroline’s face flush. ‘Give me a call if you want to come back, Kryztal,’ Bea mocked, ‘we’ve always got a slot on our roster for a pain slut!’ Caroline slammed the door behind her.
Resisting the urge to rub her smarting bottom through her skirt, she walked gingerly to the street, searching for a cab and wondering how she was going to hide the marks from Hal. She had no idea what would happen if Hal realised that Caroline knew of his activities and had even witnessed them first hand – really first hand.
It was a hateful experience she had endured but despite all her faults, Caroline actually loved Hal and believed, no, hoped, he still loved her.
I never knew he was such a dominating man , she thought, searching the street for a cab, so rough and powerful. It’s a pity , the thought slipped into her mind, that he didn’t let me cum .
‘Taxi!’
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