THE FUN WE HAD BACK IN THE DAY- PART ONE

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Blake

‘THE FUN WE HAD BACK IN THE DAY’
PART ONE

We were nine, and we gravitated toward each other as cast outs. The place in which we grew up was full of kids, a little younger and a little older, but it seems like there are always the loners, and more often than not they find each other.
And in spite of the circumstances that drive them from the pack, they find solace in each other…
That’s how Korky and I found each other.
As we did every other day, we walked up the railroad tracks by where we lived, but this day was different. She put her little hand on my shoulder and asked if I would be her boyfriend. I was floored, because I was crazy about her. Red hair cut in a Dutch boy style, freckles across her nose, ice blue eyes… well, I was in love with her.
“Yeah, I’ll be your boyfriend! I wanted to ask you, but I was afraid you’d say no.”
“You’re so silly! Hey, do you want to do what boyfriends and girlfriends do to show each other they love each other?”
“Sure”, I said, “what is it?”
“Well, first you kiss and lick my cunny, then I suck your peter, then you put your peter inside my cunny and slide it in and out – Daddy and me do it a lot. It feels really neat.”
“What do you mean? I’ve never done that before.”
“Let’s Tandoğan Escort go to my house.”
Her dad was raising her by himself because her mom ran out on them she said. I thought that was sad. She introduced me to her dad and said I could sit on the couch and she’d get us something to drink. She brought us all beers, which, being completely green at the time, I thought was beyond cool. I had never had it before, and got buzzed after the first one. She had three and I think her dad had six. We were giggling like crazy then her dad asked if she wanted to show him now.
“Yeah, he’s my boyfriend now, so he wants to do it”
She got up and went to her dad and he pulled his shorts and underwear off , and at first I was uncomfortable, but I got over it. Kids- amazing!
“Show him how you give head, sweetie.”
“O.K, daddy.”
She called me over to sit next to her and watch.
“Son, you’re gonna like this a lot.” He started petting her hair, then mine, and I liked it.
Her dad scooted his butt way down to the edge of the chair and spread his legs open and she kissed his dick and said, “ if you want you can try it with me”, so she sucked his dick for a while, and it got really big (to my little nine year old eyes), and said , “just do what I did.”
Tunalı Escort I felt weird at first, but I started liking it.
After a while he said Korky and I should take off our clothes and sit on the couch together. My little wiener was a tiny stone, and I told her it was real hard and she said it’s supposed to be. So, we took off our clothes and her dad came in and asked if I’d ever fucked a girl before. I told him I didn’t know what he meant. He looked at Korky and she giggled and he told her she did good.
So, her dad sat down on the floor and Korky lie down on her back with her skinny little legs open and her dad told me he’d show me what to do. He sat me down next to him and took my hand and rubbed it on his little girl’s sweet little hairless pussy, and told me to keep doing it myself.
“He don’t do it like you, daddy.”
“Well, honey, he’s never done this before. We’ll show him how.”
Her dad told us to trade places and Korky would suck on my dick. Maybe she sucked me off for thirty seconds but no more and I had my first orgasm. It changed my life. She never took her mouth of my little wiener and it was so intense I almost couldn’t stand it. My hips were raised up off the floor and finally it subsided and I fell back to the floor gasping.
Türbanlı Escort “Daddy, he cummed! But I didn’t get boy juice.”
“Honey, he won’t make any for a couple of years. It was just as fun, though, right?”
“Yeah, but I like to swallow boy juice.”
“ Sit on his lap and stick his dick in your pussy. He’s gonna love it, and he’s still hard.”
“O.K. daddy”
She straddled me and rubbed her bare slit up and down my dick and then asked if I was ready. I said that if it was like her sucking me then yeah. She said it’s better. And she was right. I was able to last much longer that time and her dad asked if I liked it. Well for Pete’s sake, what else? I said Duh!!!, and he laughed and went down the hallway, and when he came back he had a camera. Korky said, “Oh, cool, yeah- take pictures of us! This is neat”, she said to me. “I’ll show you other pictures daddy took. He’s also got a movie camera. I’m in some movies.”
She stopped talking and went about riding my tiny pecker while her dad walked around us taking pictures. And then the magic happened- she started cumming, and I felt her cunny throbbing and pulsating and it triggered my own orgasm. As we came together her dad got good pictures of us cumming.
Korky fell on me and we lie there gasping, and I started giggling, then chuckling, then I was laughing.
“I said “That was so cool! I want to to this a lot!” Korky said we could every day, and that summer going into fifth grade was the beginning of one of the best periods of my life.

END PART

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THE DONKEY SOLUTION – 2B

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Double Penetration

THE DONKEY SOLUTION – Part 2b

THE NATURE OF THE DONKEY SEX DEAL

THE PRELUDE TO SOME BEASTLY SEX NEGOTIATIONS:

Hot-X’s mother-in-law, Michelle, had driven over to their condo late last night to help them cope with the public relations nightmare that had occurred during their guest appearance on yesterday’s TMZ celebrity talk show. To their shock and chagrin, during the show its mean spirited, diabolical host had surprised Cappuccino by demanding that she respond to the charges that a virtually unknown, ugly black Rapper, aka Funk-U, had made less that an hour ago, that she had cheated on her husband with him. Before she could get her wits about her, the antagonistic host had displayed on the show’s huge TV screens, several extremely graphic, damningly explicit photos that Funk-U had just released to the press. The pictures showed the two of them in a shadowy hallway, and then in a very cramped bathroom, engaging in wild, raunchy, filthy sex acts that were totally inappropriate for a married woman to be performing with anyone who wasn’t her husband. Unfortunately, when she did try to deny the charges, her scantily dressed attempts to explain it all away made her seem to be guilty as charged.

After Michelle had arrived last night the three of them had stayed up so late trying to come up with a plausible defense against Funk-U’s ribald accusations, and the confirming photos, that Michelle had elected to spend the night in their guest room.

Also viewing last night’s TMZ show had been Mexican billionaire, Don Francisco Ramos, one of the ten richest men in the world. As he had watched the spicy spectacle unfold, The Don had become completely enamored with Cappuccino’s voluptuous body and wickedly sensuous face. Those two fabulous, prick-teasing assets were made even more appealing, in The Don’s mind, by the wild, naughty sex acts she had been accused of performing with that wondrous, over-sexed body of hers, as well as her suck absolutely anything mouth.

As soon as the TMZ show had ended, the super-rich Ramos and his cousin had quickly done an exhaustive internet search on the oft-photographed Cappuccino, which resulted in Don Francisco deciding that he had to have her bring that spectacular body to Tijuana next weekend to star in a three day sex orgy extravaganza that he was throwing for his, well trained to fuck human females, Mexican donkeys.

Accordingly, early this morning The Don had his cousin contact his company’s pussy soliciting San Diego lawyer, Miguel Perez, and direct him to immediately search for, and find, Hot-X’s LA agent, Maury Shine, then go and meet with said agent, today, and make his client an offer he couldn’t refuse, for Cappuccino to be the only female participant in next weekend’s six donkey sex orgy.

Perez had successfully found agent Shine’s address, went to his office, gave him a $50,000 bribe as an incentive bonus to make sure that the slimy, money grubbing Jew would help Perez talk Hot-X into letting his wife participate in the, over-the-top, beastly sex extravaganza. He made sure that Shine didn’t disclose that donkeys would be what Cappuccino would be fucking, electing to hold off on providing that piece of shocking information until he was able to meet with the couple, face to face.

Then, to the astonishment of the well bribed, now very cooperative little rat of a Hollywood theatrical agent, Perez had announced that his client was offering to pay her $3.0 million for her sexual services at the demented orgy. When the sleazy Jew had digested that astounding news, Perez had him call Hot-X and advise him of the offer, then invite he and his wife to come to Shine’s office and go over the details of his client’s proposition.

When Hot-X had shared the news of the offer with his wife and her mother, the wise, financially astute, extremely practical mother-in-law had convinced him that he and Cappuccino should go and meet with the billionaire’s lawyer and hear out the specific terms of the offer, and find out exactly what kind of, undoubtedly demeaning, sex acts she would be required to perform to earn that enormous amount of money.

This course of action having been agreed upon, the very excited Cappuccino had purposefully dressed herself up to flagrantly flaunt her voluptuous wares. When they were ready to leave for Shine’s office, X had invited his fable-bodied, ex-porn star mother-in-law to go with them to provide the Mex lawyer with a second fantastic body to ogle and be tempted by, while she listened to the terms of the deal and then give them her wise counsel and advice. More than willing to be supportive in any and every way necessary, Michelle had readily agreed to go and do all she could to help them out, including letting the Mexican lawyer fuck her curvaceous body, if that was needed to help close the deal.

MEETING THE MERCHANDISE:

When ready to leave, they decided that Michelle would drive them to Shine’s office and then, after the meeting was over, she would go directly home to her husband while they grabbed a taxi back to their condo. As he rode in the back seat of Michelle’s Jaguar, X was quite relieved that he had allowed his mother-in-law to talk him into letting Cappuccino get screwed for the $3.0 million the ultra-rich Mexican was offering her, no matter what kind of, so far undefined, sex acts she would be forced to perform for him. With that major decision having been made, X was now looking forward to signing the agreement then relaxing until it was time for him to go and enjoy watching his sensationally stacked, prick teasing wife get royally screwed over by, what he assumed would be, a bunch of rich, gang-banger Mexicans, in Tijuana next weekend.

Meanwhile, in the front seat of Michelle’s luxury sedan, the two stunning, superbly curved, provocatively dressed, very adaptable sexpots were also very happy with the decision, and were now just anxious to find out what type of sexual debauchery the mega-rich Mexican planned to put Cappuccino through to earn the $3.0 million. The practical minded mother and daughter both very well knew that, even if the couple wasn’t in financial trouble as a result of Cappuccino’s unrestrained, rampant promiscuity, the Mexican’s offer was way too much money for the daughter to turn down, period. They were of like mind that Cappuccino had to take the money being offered, and then submit herself to the hard fucking that would undoubtedly follow.

When Michelle pulled up in front of the agent’s office building there were no parking spaces available, so she told them to get out and go on in and she would find a parking spot and then join them in the agent’s office. X scrambled out of the back seat and opened the passenger door just as Michelle reached over and ran her left hand under her daughter’s short skirt and, palm up, onto her silken crotch, then gave the puffy lipped pussy a warm squeeze, as she said, “Go up and strut your stuff, honey, and make that Mexican lawyer’s eyes pop out. And remember, darling, today’s operative word is “YES”, so lets do whatever we have do to close this deal.” “I will, mother, and you get your body up there, quick, and start tempting the Mex lawyer and making him horny for some of your action. A piece of your ass might help close the deal more favorably,” she giggled. Then, with a big smile, she gave her mother a torrid, passionate, drooling, very incestuous, French kiss, obviously not for the first time.

Cappuccino got out of the car and the couple went inside then took the elevator up to Shine’s reception room. The secretary buzzed the agent and told him that they were here, then waived for them to go right on in.

Seconds later the Mexican billionaire’s attorney, and Hot-X’s disheveled little toad agent watched the famous couple come through the doorway, Hot-X first; followed by the most spectacular woman’s body Perez had ever seen, in person, in his whole life. Perez shook hands with X and then walked around the perfumed stack of outlandish curves the Rapper had brought with him, looking his white wife’s magnificent body over, from head to toe, before exclaiming, “God damn, man, your wife looks even better in person than she did in the very hot, revealing, steamy, risqué photographs I have been looking at since early this morning.”

X acknowledged the compliment then said to his luscious bride of ten years, “Well baby, since Mr. Perez is here to proposition us for the use of your body, why don’t you go ahead and show it off to him, up close and personal.”

Almost drooling, Perez watched the miraculously formed, sinfully delicious female body undulate towards him, looking like it had just stepped out of a dirty magazine cover, as he ogled her swaying curves and the whore-purple, very short skirted, cleavage displaying, mini dress that her 5’2”, 130 pound, 39DDD-24-40 body was packaged in. She stopped in front of the very impressed lawyer and struck a few suggestive poses, letting him fully enjoy the very close up view of her absolutely killer body. During the stimulating prick-teasing show, Perez noticed the same thing he had seen in the many photos of her that he’d been looking at; besides having an incredible set of curves, the erotically sensuous look on her face would give a stone statute a hard on. Her pouty mouthed, I’m doable, expression looked like she was begging for someone to stuff a stiff prick in her mouth. If you looked up the word “fuck” in the dictionary, her full length, minimally clothed picture should be the wordless definition you found. He thought to himself, “Jesus, what a fabulous fuck she’s going to be, those lucky damned donkeys were in for one hell of a good time.”

When he was through visually inspecting the dazzling merchandise, the blonde sex goddess stepped up and gave him a full lipped kiss right on the mouth, slipping him some wicked wet tongue while she rubbed her lush body against his, giving him a full feel of the spectacular assets he was there to rent for next weekend’s three day orgy of sex.

While he was getting the torrid tongue job, and the full body massage that was resulting from her dry humping him, he smiled to himself that he’d been exactly right about this gorgeous, over-sexed slut, the $3.0 million was just too much money for her to turn down, so all that was left for him to do was skillfully introduce the news to them that she would be getting deep fucked, in every way possible, by a bunch of ugly, horny Mexican donkeys in Tijuana next weekend.

He looked over at her watching husband and, from the pleased smile on his face, Perez could tell that the Rapper wasn’t going to take much persuading at all to agree to let his wife get donkey fucked. Hell, X was already in the process of handing his lush bodied marital partner over to him on a silver platter. As a result, Perez’s confident mind was already drifting to the, soon to occur, moment when he turned X’s curvaceous wife over to the disgusting little Jew agent, so he could watch the sleazy little asshole get sexual revenge on X’s hot assed wife for always treating him like the repulsive little piece of shit he really was. Perez could hardly wait to see her magnificent body getting mounted, used, abused, ravished and demeaned by the ugly little bastard, as Shine crudely collected on Perez’s, personally self-serving, final bribe of the day.

Primed for that dirty sex show, it was time for him to disengage himself from Cappuccino and then tell the couple the beastly terms of his client’s sex proposition. Reluctantly, he pried Cappuccino’s hot, squirming body away from his, then led her over to the sitting area, where he said, “Honey, you sit your sweet ass down here on the couch, right across from Maury, and keep your motor running, and X, you sit beside her and lets get started talking about the specific details of the proposition my client is making you.”

Smiling wickedly, Perez started the meeting by saying, “Before we go into the negotiations, X, let me give you my personal observation about the situation you find yourself in. Based on what I have seen and heard so far, I must urge you to take my client’s offer because your sizzling hot, voluptuous wife looks and acts like she is guilty of everything she’s being accused of, and much more. I warn you that the day that sex tape is leaked out you are toast, my friend so, unless you get rid of the Funk-U sex tape problem, no one is ever going to believe that she hasn’t cuckolded you, many times over.

A MIND-BOGGLING MOTHER JOINS THE SEX MEETING:

At that moment, Shine’s secretary buzzed him on the intercom and announced that there was someone else here to attend the meeting. Jumping in, X quickly explained to Perez that it was Cappuccino’s mother, Michelle, who was out in the reception room, and that they had invited her to attend the meeting and hear the details of the offer his client was making, so she could give he and her daughter her advice and counsel about what they should do.

Surprised, to say the least, the lawyer finally just shrugged his shoulders, so Maury called out, “Send her in.” Moments latter all four of them watched a two inch taller version of Cappuccino erotically undulate into the room. The gorgeous, awesomely stacked mother was wearing a pair of, beyond skin tight, white pants that looked like they had been spray painted onto her plush lower body, plus a very low-cut red top that confidently displayed the full cleavage of her huge, jutting, jiggling rack. Her sensual, ass swinging strut was accentuated by the 4 inch high, backless, white platform wedges she was wearing. She was hot with a capital H and looked like the ultimate MILF/Cougar.

Maury immediately leapt to his feet, open mouthed, his eyes glued to the full blown body of the astounding female creature that was swaying towards them, while Perez looked her up and down and uttered a very impressed, “Damn!”

Maury immediately went up to the bodaciously built mother who, in her high heeled wedges, was 4 inches taller, and 10 pounds heavier than he was. He draped a skinny arm around her lush hips and, while staring at her spectacular cleavage, blurted out, “Where in the hell have they been keeping you all these years? My God, woman, you are an absolute knockout.”

Michelle, different from her daughter, did not act at all repulsed by the ugly little Jew laying his clammy hands on her body. During the two years she had made porn movies, she had often been filmed giving it up to ugly bosses who used her body in every nasty way the Directors could dream up. In the movie plots these make believe bosses were usually joined by males playing the role of a relative or a business partner, or both, guys who were just as ugly looking as the nauseating looking bosses were. Early in her career the movie company had found that the uglier and big dicked the guys were who fucked her, the higher her porn movies got rated and the more they sold, so it was a formula that they had stuck with, religiously. As a result, she had spent untold hours on her knees looking up at the ugly faces of the creepy little bastards who had their cocks stuffed in her mouth, getting one of her hot, drooling, skillful, deep-throated blow jobs, before all the other male cast members were told to jump in and gang bang her to a multi-pricked, cum splattering finale. Each time one of the repulsive little cruds had stuck his over-sized cock in her, any where the director told them too, she had wondered how the porn company management had been able to find so many ugly men with really big cocks for her to orally service and then get plowed by. She did have to admit that all those big cocks and ugly sex partners had honed her into being a fabulously skilled, completely uninhibited, man pleasing slut. She had gone on to use these hard earned skills to successfully become a trophy wife, a position in life that fortunately required the same female characteristics.

While she was letting Shine cop some feels, Perez had sidled up to her and declared, “You couldn’t possibly be Cappuccino’s mother, you look more like you’re her sister.” He looked her over some more then observed, “Shit, it is very obvious where your daughter got all those spectacular curves of hers. That is one hell of a body and face you’ve got on you, baby. Hell you look like you should be joining your daughter in the Tijuana, not just giving her your advice.”

A few more impressed looks also told him that, from the hot way the mother acted, and the erotic expression she had on her face, as well as the whorish way she was dressed, her daughter had not just inherited her magnificent body shape from her buxom mother, he was now absolutely sure that Cappuccino’s sex addicted brain had also came from this, former porn queen, as well. Together they looked like two gorgeous, swinging twin Cunts going someplace to get screwed.

Maury was now standing directly behind the sensationally stacked mother, with his hand up between her legs feeling up her tightly encased crotch, as she heard the lawyer say, quizzically, “You look familiar to me, somehow. It seems to me that I have seen you somewhere before?” X quickly explained to the curious Mexican, “Michelle used to be in the movies and you may be remembering her from the underground B-movie cult classic, Psycho Maniak. She posed for the publicity photo they used to advertise the movie. She was wearing a skin tight orange jumpsuit, and they shot the photo from directly behind her. “Oh, sweet Jesus,” Perez exhaled, “You are absolutely right, X.” While Shine continued to manually prime her crotch, Perez took another tour around the mother’s super lush body, then said, “Damn, honey, that was the most unbelievable ass cheeks picture I have ever seen and I had that photo of your spectacular ass up on my bedroom wall for years. He pushed Shine out of the way and put a hand on each superb ass cheek and Rus Escort then said, in amazement, “And here that very same ass is, stuffed into a pair of incredibly tight white pants, standing right here in front of me. It’s fuckin’ Unbelievable!”

As he looked her over and touched her body some more, he told her, “That scene in the movie where the Psycho Maniak sneaks up and grabs you from behind then, during the wild struggle, throws you to the ground several times, before finally overpowering you, followed by his crudely unzipping and pulling down your jumpsuit, then viciously raping the hell out of you, is one of the great horror movie, turn-on scenes of all time. Everyone in the theatre audience, males and females alike, were pulling for the Maniak and he didn’t disappoint them. Your erotically arousing ravishment by that crazed, half-wit brute was beyond spectacular.” He took her hand and kissed it saying, “You don’t know how glad I am to actually meet you in the flesh and, damn, you are some kind of wondrous package of prime female flesh to meet.”

Seeing an opportunity to further advertise her sexy goods, X quickly injected, “After Psycho Maniak, Michelle went into the porn movie business and stared in many super raunchy films, a couple of which are classics. Hell, it may even be some of those X-rated films that you remember seeing her in, too, because she churned out about one of them a day during the two years she worked in the business. Hell, she was the most beautiful woman in porn in those days and won some prestigious industry performance awards, including best cock sucker of the year, best gonzo DP scene, as well as one for the best gang bang movie of the year. It nearly put the company she worked for, Degenerate Films, Inc., out of business when she quit. Hell its owner still has lunch with her every month, gets a piece, and tries to get her to return to the business.”

Having now met both of the spectacular women in person, and being fully armed with all this new, hot, revealing information about the fabulously constructed mother, Perez’s mind began racing at maximum speed as he assessed this unexpected twist in the situation. Here he had the ultra hot bodied Cappuccino waiting to be told what kind of sex acts they wanted her to perform to earn the $3.0 million and, from her lustful demeanor, she appeared to be all set to agree to do whatever they wanted her to do. Plus, unexpectedly, she had now been joined by her equally well built, gorgeous, extremely sexy, former gang bang porn star mother who, from the no-nonsense look of practicality on her sensuous face, was obviously here to make sure that, no matter what was required of Cappuccino, her daughter accepted the terms of the proposition and then let herself get totally fucked next weekend.

This unforeseen addition of the super hot mother to the plot opened up Pandora’s Box for him. What made all this so incredible was the fact that, soon after the first donkey had successfully fucked a human female three years ago, The Don had been dreaming of having his donkeys make out with a gorgeous, superbly stacked, completely uninhibited, Anglo mother-daughter combo. But, up till now, they had never been able to find a pair of Anglos who had the kind of superb bodies necessary for the deep donkey fucking job, and were also both beautiful and totally wanton enough to provide the optimum level of nasty gratification possible that The Don was anticipating. Now, suddenly, this unbelievable mother/daughter duo was here in this sleazy Jew’s office, perfect for the job in every way, and very ripe to be had. All he had to do was talk the mother into joining her daughter in the sex orgy, then talk both of them into agreeing to get screwed by The Don’s donkeys. If he was successful in this endeavor he would be able to present Don Francisco with the ultimate in Anglo, mother/daughter curvaceous female flesh for him and his donkeys to enjoy fucking, and for Don Francisco to also get to enjoy watching them incestuously devour each other, before, during and after the donkey fucking. This would be the incestuous fuckfest coup to end all donkey fuckfest coups.

All in all, the slick Harvard lawyer knew that he had been presented with a once in a lifetime opportunity that he absolutely had to successfully take full advantage of for his client. He smiled as he thought of his own personal motto, Anglo Pussys For All, VIVA MEXICO!

PRIVATE NEGOTIATIONS WITH THE EX-PORN STAR MOTHER:

Very confident that the gorgeous, super sexy mother was here to put out, if necessary, to help her daughter get the $3.0 million gig, Perez was absolutely certain that he could persuade her to join her daughter in the Tijuana donkey gang-bang. If he was successful he would be providing The Don with the dynamite Anglo mother/daughter duo that he had been searching for to totally debauch. Emboldened, he said to Maury, “Before we get started, I want to talk to Michelle alone for a few minutes, so do you have a spare office with a lock on the door that I can use?” “Yes,” the agent responded, “I it’s very small and has a lot of crap in it, but you are welcome to go and try it out.” “Don’t worry, whatever condition it’s in will be fine for my purposes,” Perez assured him. “Good,” Shine responded, with a knowing wink, “Go out and see the receptionist and she will show you where it’s at.”

Perez took Michelle firmly by the arm and guided her out into the reception area where the girl led them down the hall towards a spare room. As they walked, the surprised Michelle thought to herself that she had been invited here by her son-in-law, specifically to put out to this Mex lawyer, if the opportunity came up, so she had arrived hot and fully prepared to have sex, but she had no idea that he would want some of her so early in the proceedings. Excited by the prospect of performing with some fresh male meat, she felt no guilt about letting the Mexican fuck her because she and her husband had a mutual understanding that they could each get some on the side, just as long as it wasn’t with anyone they both knew.

The receptionist stopped and opened the door to a very small room. Perez thanked her then quickly shoved his prey into the closet sized quarters, and locked the door behind them The room was full of so much junk that there was barely enough room for the two of them to stand. The Mexican quickly turned and grabbed her by the back of her neck with one hand, and used it to force her face and body hard up against a wall. He looked down at her perfect ass and then used his other hand to smack each spectacular check, very hard, several times, before he pressed his lips up against her ear and growled, “Damn, you hot wench, you’ve still got the best ass I have ever seen and I want a piece of it so bad that I can taste it.”

He grasped her by the shoulders and spun her around, then shoved her back up against the wall, kicked her feet apart, then ran his hand down between her lush thighs and began stroking and squeezing her crotch and pubic mound through the skin tight white pants, as he asked, “I am assuming that you know everything about what has happened during the past 18 hours.” “Yes I do,” she gasped, as his strong, stroking fingers were already sending sexual shock waves through her extremely sensitive, tingling clit that had already been primed by Shine’s probing hand.

“Then you must realize that it is our intention to take full advantage of Cappuccino and her husband’s current difficulties, and use them as leverage to exploit the hell out of your luscious, very naughty daughter’s fabulous body, and use it to gratify our basest sexual fantasies,” he stated. “Of course I do,” she replied. “When I found out about the obscene amount of money you are offering to pay for the use of my daughter’s body, I expected nothing less.”

“And you have no problem with that,” he asked? “No I don’t,” she admitted, frankly. “My daughter’s sexual impetuosity has gotten them into the personal and financial trouble they are in, and I see this deal with your client as being their best and probably only way out of the mess she’s created. As a result, I just want to make sure that she does the sensible thing and takes the money they need so badly, then lets your client take full advantage of her vulnerable position and make her do whatever he wants her to do to earn all that money.”

Very pleased to hear this practical minded, statuesque, former porn queen speak such perfect common sense, Perez reached over and popped her huge tits out of her low cut blouse and began licking their nipples, as he asked, “I take it then that, if you were in the same position she’s in today, you would do the deal. Is that a fair assumption for me to make?” Panting in response to what he was doing to her now heaving tits, she replied, “Absolutely! I would jump at an opportunity like this that would allow me to solve all my problems in one fell swoop. Besides, let’s face it, you have offered so much money that I, personally, couldn’t turn it down, under any circumstances, no matter what despicable things you made me do to earn it. Money rules, which is why most of we women so readily fuck for it. And with the enormous amount your client is offering, money rules, absolutely.”

“So I must conclude then that you, yourself are willing do anything you can to make sure that your daughter collects the $3.0 million from us. Is that fair to say,” he asked, pointedly, while he tweaked her rock hard nipples? “Of course I am,” she confessed, her body squirming with uncontrollable heat as she reached down and ran her hand over the swollen cock in his pants, very much wanting to get it inside of her, anywhere.

Now, knowing for sure that securing the $3.0 million for her daughter had this gorgeous Cunt trapped and completely under his control, the skilled pussy soliciting lawyer stated, “Well that leaves you completely open to being exploited yourself, doesn’t it?” “Yes, I guess it does,” she admitted. Perez went on, “And, since you have worked in the porn movie business before, I’m sure that you are very familiar with being totally exploited.” I certainly am,” she responded, well remembering how the many porn movie directors had taken full advantage of the absolute power they had over her, and had made her do every nasty thing imaginable from the book of porn, in spite of the fact that she was the owner of Degenerate Film’s, live in girlfriend during her last year in the business.

“So, if I insisted on expanding our orgy proposition to include you, as well as your daughter, I assume that you would have no problem agreeing to join her and share in performing the very demanding sex acts we have planned for next weekend?” “If that’s what it’s going to take to enable she and her husband to walk away with the $3.0 million then, yes, of course I would agree,” she stated firmly, gasping for breath as she squeezed his throbbing member through his pants leg. “And you would be willing to do it as a freebee,” he asked, as the ruthless exploitation of her began. “Yes I would,” she agreed, wanting to go down on the big cock she was rubbing.

Smiling in triumph, he stuck four fingers in her ruby lipped mouth and pressed down on her tongue, forcing her to her knees. Removing them, he informed her, “Seeing how practical and accommodating you are, I am going to expand our proposition to include you joining your daughter in Tijuana next weekend. Now, from the size of that wedding ring on your finger, you are not only married, your husband must be wealthy. So are you going to have any trouble getting him to agree to let you be absent next weekend?” “No, he’ll be fine with it,” she responded. “Will you be telling him why you will be gone for that long,” Perez questioned. “No, we have an understanding that each of us can be gone any time we want, without explanation,” she replied. “He knows that, when I return, I will entertain him by telling him everything I did,” she replied.

“Fantastic. Now I want you to signify your acceptance of this change in the terms of the deal by giving me a blowjob and swallowing down the load of come you cause. By doing that you will also be agreeing to do everything you can to make sure that your daughter and her husband accept my client’s proposal, no matter what it requires, nor how dirty and demanding the sex might turn out to be for both of you. Do you understand?” Dizzy with heat from the one-sided sex negotiation that now had her trapped in The Don’s sexual web, the very well stoked Michelle responded with a breathless, “Yes.”

Extremely pleased with how easily this had all gone down, Perez let her anxiously reach up and unzip his pants, pull out his rock hard boner and, taking the shaft in both hands, begin licking its pre-cum oozing head, making the sloppy, juicy sounds of pure, lustful, oral sex. As she greedily polished the glistening knob of his dark brown tool, and stabbing it in her open mouth the pussy hound lawyer said, “I used to sit in front of that picture of your ass and jack-off, and now I have you here giving me the real thing, so lets get started by me giving you a good face fucking.” Having said that, he grabbed her head in his hands and shoved his prick into her wide open mouth, then forced it down her throat. When it was in at full depth he started face fucking her, slowly and deeply, stretching her mouth wide open, as her lips were being repeatedly crushed against his partly exposed pubic mound. He held her head tight as his cock fully plundered her mouth and throat and finally said to her, “Damn you really are a sex talented MILF/Cougar, porn star slut and you obviously haven’t lost a step since you quit the dirty movie business. You are one hot, cocksucking slut.” Too himself he said “Shit, Don Francisco’s donkey’s were going to get to gorge themselves on the finest two pieces of Anglo ass they will ever have, and both of these Cunts are going to look absolutely fantastic as they willingly get ravished in every conceivable way known to man and beast.”

Finally he looked down at the sensuous face full of cock, and said, “Alright here, comes a load of semen,” and he pulled his meaty prick back until only the head of it was still in her mouth, and began emptying his balls into her waiting oral sex receptacle. He smiled with gratification as he watched the beautiful Cunt glub-glub his hot, thick, white cream as she sent it down into her belly.

THE DIRTY DETAILS BEHIND THE DONKEY SEX PROPOSITION:

After she had drunk all of Perez’s ball juice down to the last drop, Perez pulled his still rigid pecker out of her mouth, zipped up then helped her to her feet. Groggy from the sexual heat from the oral sex she’d just provided Perez with, as well as feeling all of the cum she’d swallowed now sloshing around in her belly, licking her lips, Michelle let the sexually relieved lawyer take her by the arm and guide her, light headed, back to Shine’s office. Once inside, he led her over to the seating area couches, where he directed the men and women to sit down across from each other, Maury sitting next to Michelle and facing Cappuccino’s short, tight skirt and plunging 39DDD neckline, and X next to Cappuccino facing Michelle’s ultra tight white pants and much exposed cleavage.

As soon as they were settled in place and ready to start the meeting up again, Perez listened as the anxious Hot-X get right to the point, “Maury tells me that your very rich Mexican client wants to book my wife to perform three days of sex for him next weekend in Tijuana, and that he is offering to pay $3.0 million for that privilege. Is that true?” “Yes, it is very true, Senor,” Perez confirmed.

X went on, pointedly, “Now I know that even a rich, sex crazed Mexican seeking a beautiful Anglo female to fuck, wouldn’t pay that kind of money just to have straight sex with her, no matter how many times she had to let him screw her.” X leaned back and said, “So tell us what kind dirty little sex tricks your client has in mind for my wife to perform, in order to earn that kind of money.”

“You are absolutely correct, my friend, next weekend’s decadent sexual debauchery will involve much, much more than just your delicious wife performing voluminous acts of dirty, straight sex,” Perez confirmed. “But, in order for you to fully comprehend why my client is making such a generous offer, you need to understand its genesis. So I ask you to please indulge me a few minutes of your time while I give you the history behind this proposition for the unrestricted sexual use of your wife’s voluptuous body and slutty mind. I assure you that it will make everything completely clear to all of you.”

X nodded his okay to the request just as Maury scooted over right next to Michelle, then took her left hand and placed it on his bulging crotch. Still being very much intoxicated from the head job she’d just given Perez, and having all of the thick cum she’d swallowed sloshing around in her belly, she immediately started stroking the Jew’s swollen package through his pants. Maury, while staring down at her smooth working hand, heard Perez say, “As you have already been told, my patron is one of the ten richest men in the world, a fortuitous circumstance that enables him to pursue things in life that others would never even dream of attempting. Don Francisco grew up in Tijuana hearing all of the folk tales about Mexican donkeys having sex with human females in local brothels, and quickly became completely obsessed with the wonderfully depraved concept of extracurricular sex. His youthful enthusiasm was eventually tempered by finding out, in his early teens, that these stories were mostly myths, and the reality was that this beastly sex with human females had been mostly confined to Mexican whores sucking off donkeys in shabby, run down Tijuana Bars. But, counterbalancing Sincan Escort that dull reality were other, much more intriguing fables dealing with rich, beautiful Gringo women coming to Tijuana to let their bodies be impaled by the huge cocks of Mexican donkeys, then being completely dominated by the large, ugly animals who quickly drove them to unbelievable climaxes, ones so violent that they rendered the ravished Anglo trophy sluts totally helpless and mindlessly begging for more, like common, street walking tramps. These much more pleasurable, deeply gratifying, beastly fantasies became stuck in the young Don’s impressionable mind, forever.”

While he was listening to Perez tell the story and enjoying watching his wife’s mother stroking his agent’s swelling crotch, X leaned forward and pulled his mother-in-law’s huge breasts out of her bra and then out of the top of her blouse. He leaned forward and licked and sucked each jutting tit tip into his mouth, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from Michelle’s open, panting mouth, before he leaned back and looked over the panoramic view of all of the tit flesh she now had out on full display. Smiling contentedly, he listened as Perez went on, “When he became the head of the family’s empire five years ago, those latent, youthful donkey sex obsessions were reignited as he quickly became captivated with the idea that the exciting old donkey sex fables should be made to become a reality, and that donkeys should be fucking human females every day and night in Tijuana.

In addition to fulfilling his sexual fantasies, being an astute business man The Don well knew that rampant donkey sex in Tijuana bars would significantly increase tourism which, in turn, would make the local brothels, motels and eating establishments much more profitable and, as a natural byproduct of such a dramatic economic upturn, would also provide whore jobs for Mexico’s abundance of beautiful, statuesque, always available to provide sex for money, Latinas. Beyond a doubt, these factors would all combine to create a dynamic boom in the local economy but, for this vision to become a reality, The Don very well knew that he would have to be the one to make it all happen.”

Stimulated by this worthy goal, he hired some professional animal trainers to teach a small, select herd of exceptionally big-dicked Mexican burros how to properly fuck human females, and enjoy the hell out of doing it. With plenty of time available to them, and with an unlimited amount of money to spend, as well as having a wealth of Tijuana whores and very willing Southern California college girls for the donkeys to practice on, the skilled staff he’d hired was very successful in their efforts and, much earlier than expected, delivered to him six fully trained donkeys, all of whom were ready, willing, able and anxious to fuck the hell out of any woman he chose to put under them.”

“In order to optimize the donkey’s performance, and to also allow them perfect conditions to continue honing their fucking skills, The Don constructed a special air conditioned barn in which to house the animals. The facility includes a show stage and the hoisting paraphernalia that is used to pull the donkeys up into the correct reared position required for them to be able to drive their entire cocks into a woman’s sexual receptacles. There is also a small seating area around the show stage where selected guests of Don Francisco can sit and watch the donkeys do their thing to the women who have been provided to them to fuck. Very pleasing to The Don, these enthusiastic audiences have all wildly cheered the ribald debauchery, as they watched the beasts ravish the willing women, and turn them into helpless, sex drunk sluts.”

As the Mexican lawyer droned on, the dollar enthralled Cappuccino was day dreaming about how flattered she was to have a rich Mexican offer her $3.0 million to have sex with and for him; and how relieved she was going to be when the Funk-U sex tape problem had been eliminated; and how good she felt now that her mother had encouraged her to be sensible and take the enormous amount of money she was being offered to get fucked, and then do whatever nasty things the rich Mexican wanted her to perform.

Besides, she concluded, getting orgied really wasn’t that big a deal for her, anyway. Based on what little information was available, she had come to the plausible conclusion that the super rich Mexican wanted to engage a beautiful, famous American celebrity to be the hostess of a party for his important friends, at which event she would let a bunch of rich Mexicans watch each other take turns making her do dirty things for them while they tried to fuck her brains out. Being a natural born exhibitionist, and an extremely experienced live sex toy, as well as having had all that wickedly dirty sex at Caligula’s, and then performing the extremely raunchy sex with Funk-U and his gross group of callously abusive black Rappers, she really had no problem at all with the idea of letting the Mexicans do whatever they wanted, with and to her. In fact, the whole situation had her so hot that she just wished that the Mex attorney would finish talking so that she could accept the offer and then suck him off if he wanted her too. While she was engrossed in this stimulating sexual trance, she had missed most of what Perez had said.

Meanwhile Perez continued on, “After several months of watching the donkeys mount and fuck the women he’d imported for them to screw out of their minds, The Don determined that the donkey’s unique women fucking skills should also be put to use serving another, much higher calling of his — making whores out of beautiful Anglo women as payback for 300 years of arrogant, belittling Yankee abuse of Mexico and its citizenry.”

This desire for meaningful revenge for the history of the insulting abuse of Mexican’s had been ingrained in him from childhood by his powerful father who had spent his whole life resenting the fact that the Gringos to the north looked down on Mexicans as being shiftless, second class citizens who Yankee businessmen callously lured across the border to provide America with cheap labor as undocumented wetbacks. Well taught by his vindictive father, The Don had grown up deeply resenting this ruthless exploitation of his fellow countrymen and, resultantly, he has always had a burning desire to seek meaningful vengeance for this heartless mistreatment of Mexico by the, overbearing Americanos.”

“Driven by this revenge based patriotic zeal, The Don gained his first significant degree of payback by dedicating himself to personally fucking, all three ways, every beautiful, rich Gringo trophy wife he came across. He was wildly successful in this effort, which was pleasurable and satisfying to him, but these many crass, plundering conquests failed to provide him with the truly gratifying depths of depravity that he felt were necessary to properly achieve his inherited thirst for total vengeance against all Gringos. As a result he was left satiated but unfulfilled.”

“But, after the first few months of watching his donkeys in action fucking human females, the way to get the demeaning vengeance he was looking for became steadily clearer in his mind. Seeing how deeply and thoroughly the animals were able to fuck and dominate the women, The Don determined that the horny burros were the perfect patriotic tools of revenge against the hated Yankees, because these ugly, sexually skilled beasts were actually capable of physically achieving the motto of all Mexicans – “FUCK THE GRINGOS (and especially their white trophy bitches).”

While still only half listening to the attorney’s enthusiastic explanation Cappuccino, for the first time, looked over and saw the dreadful sight of her husband’s slimy little Jew agent ogling her ripe, teasing, very exposed flesh in a way that he had never done before, while simultaneously getting his cock stroked through his pants by her hot, lustful, tits out, mother.

Then, to her horror, she watched the disgusting little Hebrew remove her mother’s shaft stroking hand from his stimulated crotch, unzip his fly, then grab her same hand and spit into its palm, then shove it down into the open fly. She could see the outline of her mother’s fingers wrapping themselves around the shaft of his obviously substantial prick and then start slowly jacking on the stiff prick. Two minutes later she grimaced as she saw the Jewish pig grab her mother’s wrist and use it to push her hand further down into his pants, until her fingers were holding his scrotum. Then the putrid little slug leaned back, grinning like a hyena, and watched her watch her mother play with his heavy balls.

Though she was more sex drunk than ever, squirming with heat, Michelle was able to work on the nasty Hebrew’s cock shaft and balls, while still catching most of the Mexican lawyer’s lucid and lurid explanation of his client’s dreams, and apparent obsession with using donkeys to demean Anglo women for the glorification of Mexico. But, in her turned on condition she still hadn’t been able to figure out exactly where the Mex attorney was going with this titillating donkey related tale he was telling, nor had she been able to determine why he was telling it to them. But she did have to admit that it was very stimulating and compelling listening.

Looking down at her hand moving around inside the agent’s pants, Michelle shrugged her shoulders and thought that, since she had already committed herself to participating with her daughter in next weekend’s sex orgy, she might as well stop trying to figure out how they were going to be fucked because they were soon to find that out, anyway. Besides, she was much more interested in hearing all about The Don’s perverted mind. As far as she could tell from Perez’s descriptions, Don Francisco sounded like a very fascinating, if somewhat diabolically twisted man, who has a serious sexual fixation. One thing was completely clear, though, the billionaire seemed to be hell bent on making next weekend’s sexual activities very rough and wild for she and her well prepared to be orgied, daughter.

That said, in spite of the fact that he was obviously a very sexually demented man with a deep-seeded patriotic hang-up, since she was a woman who had always found rich men to be extremely attractive, no matter how ugly they really were, she was very much looking forward to meeting The Don in Tijuana next weekend, warped horny idiosyncrasies, and all. Plus, the more she heard from Perez’s dissertation, the more she was beginning to see where watching a woman have sex with a donkey could be an excitingly perverse sexual event, especially if the donkeys really were as well hung as Perez kept saying they were. Her pussy having been stirred by these depraved sexual thoughts, she pulled her hand out of the sleazy agent’s fly, held it up for him to spit into again, then spat in it herself, before pushing it back in the little Jew’s open fly, where she returned to performing her hand job and giving the ugly slug the very satisfying, saliva and pre-cum juiced up hand job.

As her warm, wet hand expertly manipulated the ugly Jew’s throbbing sex organ and big bag of balls, Michelle returned to listening closely to Perez’s story, “The Don moved quickly on this idea and established a master plan whereby he would offer America’s most beautiful married white women enough money to cause them to agree to make whores out of themselves by taking his money and then letting The Don’s donkeys fuck them into the abject depths of whoredom. By their entering into this sexual bargain from hell, and then taking the money and letting the donkeys fuck them, the married Trophy Anglo Cunts had finally begun providing him with the perfect degree of vengeance he’d been seeking, thereby giving he and his homeland the totally gratifying kind of demeaning payback that the Gringo husbands and their arrogant homeland so richly deserved.”

“During the last two years this program has been in effect, the donkeys have fucked many women, both in the dingy old brothel he owns on the edge of Tijuana, and up on the hacienda’s donkey show stage. Staying ever faithful to his cause, most of the women who had gotten fucked have been white Anglos, all of whom have gotten thoroughly vengeance-screwed by the donkeys in front of a proud, unfurled Mexican flag, and in the presence of an appreciative, lustful audience of cheering Mexican witnesses.” He has been so gratified by this success at luring beautiful American women into becoming high paid prostitutes, that he now wishes that he had enough donkeys to fuck them all. In that regard, to broaden his vengeful efforts, he now has six more donkeys finishing up their training, which will be used to stock additional Tijuana red light district brothels that he is buying up, as well as well as supplementing the hacienda’s existing herd of very big-dicked donkeys.”

SO, ARE YOU READY TO FUCK DONKEYS?:

Perez paused briefly and looked over his small audience, quickly realizing that the main thrust of his story had, at best, been only partly comprehended by the two prime subjects of this donkey fucking proposition. Shine, already having been told all about the planned donkey fucking party, had been spending all his time getting Cappuccino’s hot, cum-drunk mother to jack him off, while waiting to get the shot at her daughter that he’d been guaranteed as the final step in the bribery scheme. On the other hand, X had been contentedly dreaming about collecting the $3.0 million and then getting to watch his prick-teasing, promiscuous, cheating bride get totally fucked over next weekend. For Michelle’s part, since she had already committed to participating with her daughter in the coming orgy, no matter whom they had to make out with, she had let herself be coaxed into massaging the nasty little agents cock and balls, while she listened, as best she could, to his explanation of the background of the terms of the proposition. Meanwhile, the dreaming and dreamy prize target of the day, Cappuccino, still looked as ready as ever to say yes to anything and everything, in order to be able to collect the $3.0 million. “Hell,” he said to himself, “This game is already virtually over, so I might as well cut right to the chase and tell these two voluptuous Cunts exactly what lies in store for them in Tijuana, and not spare them a thing. Shit, all women were put on this earth to get fucked, anyway, and that was especially true for these two magnificent sluts and, man do they ever have some kind of fine, fine stuff to gratify man or beast with.”

While watching the outline of her ex-porn star mother’s hand pleasuring the despicable little agent’s sexual equipment, Cappuccino was suddenly snapped to attention by the loud sound of Perez clapping his hands together in order to get their undivided attention. She then heard him say, “X, this coming weekend is the third anniversary of the first time one of The Don’s donkeys successfully screwed a human female and, to honor that amazing and historic accomplishment, Don Francisco has decided to throw a special anniversary party for his donkeys next weekend, at which carnal feast he wants to present the animals with the most beautiful, voluptuous and totally wanton Anglo woman in the world, so they can celebrate the occasion by getting their kicks fucking the spectacular Anglo prize for three days straight, in every way possible. And, X, you’ll be glad to know that the woman he has chosen to service this momentous, big-dicked donkey gang bang, is none other that your truly fable-bodied wife, Cappuccino.”

With that sobering news suddenly ringing in everyone’s respective ears, Perez noted a wicked smile of sweet revenge and financial relief come over X’s cuckolded face; a look of horny, hopeful pure greed and lust spread across Shine’s leering, demented countenance; while the shocked Cappuccino’s eyes grew very wide as she, for the first time, comprehended exactly what she would be required to do to earn the $3.0 million.

Just before the Mex lawyer had disclosed this final dirty detail of his client’s proposition, the every sneaky Shine had slipped a hand behind Michelle’s neck and was in the process of slowly pulling her face down towards his open fly, with the full intention of replacing the hand she had on his stiff penis, with her open mouth and tongue. With Perez’s cum in her stomach acting like an aphrodisiac, she was in the process of cooperatively helping him accomplish his nasty intentions. With the head of his pecker sticking up out of the open fly, and with her lips hovering just a couple of inches above the head of his rigid, odorous meatpole, she was in the process of parting her lips to go down on it, just as she heard Perez’s pronouncement of she and Cappuccino’s donkey donged fate. Hardly believing what she had just heard, the stunning news caused Michelle to sit bolt upright as everything immediately crystallized for her. She now fully realized that she and Cappuccino weren’t going to be watching donkeys fuck whores next weekend, they were going to be the whores the donkeys were going to be fucking. Quickly piecing everything together, that meant that she and Cappuccino were going to be putting out to a half a dozen Mexican donkeys for three days, partly to please the donkeys, partly to please the watching Don Francisco and his guests, and partly to provide Mexico with a fully gratifying dose of wickedly depraved sexual revenge against all Gringos for 300 years of their arrogance towards Mexico.

Meanwhile, the devilish Shine, having just missed out on getting Michelle to suck his cock, seized the opportunity to grab her bare tits in his hands and then start sucking on them while she and her shocked daughter both listened closely to Perez get to the heart of the matter by advising X, “In this type of performance Sıhhiye Escort my boss’s gratification will come from seeing your wife’s magnificent body get penetrated, and then totally plowed and plundered by each of the donkey’s massive dongs, all three ways, and many times over. And let me assure you that the animals are extremely good at doing just that. They are unbelievably well hung and will have been pre-primed with large doses of very high potency animal Viagra, so that they will be able to put your wife’s pussy, anal channel and mouth through the damndest fucking they have ever had, bar none. Your wife will get donkey cockmeat shoved into her so deep that she will be moaning in heat during the entire weekend. And, last but not least, the donkeys cum shots are truly beyond belief, and every inch of your Trophy Cunt will end up being splattered and coated with the donkey’s thick, creamy spunk, day and night. She will experience the bukkake party to end all bukkake parties, as they hose her down with their heavy duty, seemingly endless cumshots.”

As they each digested this additional, graphically descriptive information, from their own internal vantage points, Perez continued addressing X, saying, “Now please understand that there is no chance of your wife getting injured by performing sex with the big-bonered donkeys. The animals are perfectly trained and closely supervised by professionals, and have already successfully fucked the hell out of many women, the majority of them being Anglo beauties like your gorgeous Slut wife. The Don insists on strict safety because his goal is to send each Anglo Cunt back to their cuckolded husbands or boyfriends, forever knowing that they are paid Mexican donkey whores. That is the final step that makes the revenge ever so sweet and gratifying for him and for all of the Mexicans he is doing this for.”

Perez finally he concluded, “Now you know why we are offering such a huge fee for the sexual services of your celebrity wife’s fabulous body and very wanton mind.” He then walked around behind the couch and over to where Cappuccino’s head was sticking up, grabbed it in both hands and held it steady while he began rubbing the cock in his trousers against the back of her blonde head. After a minute or two of this head humping he said to her watching husband, “Well its nut cutting time, Senor. If the two of you agree to take the $3.0 million, your wife will be earning it by spending the upcoming weekend in total sexual debauchery, letting six donkeys ravish her in every manner possible, thereby providing Don Francisco and his guests with the wonderfully depraved, totally dominating sexual performance that they all want to see your wife be put through.”

Turning loose of her head, Perez returned to the end of the couches, where he looked directly down at Cappuccino and asked, “Well you gorgeous, round-heeled, cheating Slut, are you going to accept our $3.0 million offer and then whore yourself for The Don’s donkeys, or not?”

Still in a state of semi-shock, the full bodied, barely dressed Cappuccino looked over at her husband, and then at her mother, before exclaiming, “My God, mother, never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that the rich Mexican would be proposing that I let donkeys fuck me. It’s mind-boggling to even think about it.” Wide-eyed, she asked Michelle, “Jesus mother, what do you think I should do?”

Her mother, now realizing that she was facing the same donkey dong fate as her daughter, shoved Shine away from her breasts, put them back inside her bra, then calmly replied, “Well, first of all, for the last six weeks you have been getting screwed by a bunch of human donkeys and you had no problem fucking for them, at all, which is what got us here today. So, let’s face the facts, honey, you and X just can’t afford to turn this deal down, at all, no matter how gross you think the requirements are. So, all things considered, I still feel the same way as I did before we drove over here. You need to take the money then go to Tijuana next weekend, open your mouth, spread your legs and let yourself get fucked by The Don’s beasts, any way they want to do it to you.”

Cappuccino looked at her practical minded mother, and responded, “God, so you really do think that I should do it?” “Yes, of course I do. In fact, I have felt so strongly about it that I have already committed to Mr. Perez that I will go with you next weekend and help you do whatever is necessary to satisfy the donkeys, and The Don, so that you will be sure and earn the $3.0 million.”

They all watched as Cappuccino’s facial expression gradually change from shock into one of pure, raw sex, before she responded, “God, mother, hearing that you are going to do this with me makes me so hot that I feel like I am going to climax. Even though this circumstance would never have crossed my mind in a million years, on reflection, next weekend’s orgy party sounds so deliciously depraved and decadent, especially with you being my co-hostess, that any apprehension I might have had is all washed away and I want to do it and get the huge amount of money involved. You are right, mother, I couldn’t possibly turn this down, with or without your help. So let’s go to Tijuana next weekend and let the donkeys make paid whores out of both of us.”

THE PHONY CONDITIONS OF CLOSING – THE SLUT TEST:

Extremely excited that she had been able to close this huge problem solving deal, strictly because of her erotic beauty, her voluptuous body and her decadently wanton sexiness, the ever hot and vain Cappuccino more than ever wanted a man’s cock inside of her so she could use it to celebrate this major financial achievement. While in this state of sexual euphoria, she felt two hands grab her head and turn it 90 degrees to the left. There she saw, right under her nose, a fat, stiff, very dark skinned cock. She was so turned on, and so accustomed to Funk-U’s posse members feeding her their cocks this way that, concluding that it was Perez’s beefy prick being offered to her, she automatically opened her mouth and promptly got the thick male sex organ shoved between her teeth and then buried tonsil deep in her oral cavity. The thick foul tasting dong was soon callously sawing in and out of her wide open, saliva filled mouth, with the prick’s underside smoothly sliding back and forth across the top of her slippery wet tongue. With her face pressed hard against the man’s smelly, unzipped fly, and with the two hands on the back of her head holding it firmly in place to take the face fucking the tool was giving her, as the owner of the swollen cock feverishly humped her mouth, driving his 7 inches of rigid, nasty tasting male sausage past her tonsils and deep down her accommodating throat, she only had very limited peripheral vision.

Taking full advantage of this impromptu opportunity to celebrate with a man’s cock, she hungrily and noisily sucked on the large male appendage as she happily took the throat stuffing for three or four physically demanding minutes. Then, as she was greedily gorging herself on the tangy meatpole, out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Perez, her husband, and her mother watching her give head. She was so busy dealing with the thrusting dong’s aggressive, strenuous oral invasion, and choking on the fat male member each time it forced its way down her throat, that there was a long delay before she finally realized that the only person she hadn’t seen was Maury. As turned on as she was, it took a little time for her to finally connect the dots and realize that it was the vile little Jew agent’s cock that was in her mouth, deep throating and gagging her. Shocked by this revolting revelation, she grabbed the thrusting hips and forcefully pushed the open fly away from her face, the effort causing Maury to fall off the back of the couch he had been straddling, the fall jerking his rigid tool out of her mouth, thereby enabling her to scream a string of filthy racial slurs at him, as she tried to spit the vile taste of his rancid prick out of her mouth.

The watching Perez quickly stepped over to the back of the couch and put his hands on Cappuccino’s shoulders, saying, “Calm down, baby, Maury just got a little carried away and jumped the gun before I had a chance to tell you about the test you must pass before I can officially agree to commit to letting you earn the $3.0 million whore’s fee next weekend.”

Still gasping hard from having given a nasty, foul tasting, deep throated, half-a-blowjob to the despicable little Jewish runt, she spluttered, “Test? What test? God, if saying yes to letting six donkeys do me all three ways next weekend isn’t enough, what else could I possibly have to do to make sure that I get the $3.0 million?”

Shine’s unexpected, impetuous move to start collecting on the special bonus sex bribe Perez had promised him, by sticking his cock in Cappuccino’s mouth and giving it a good fucking, forced the skilled Mex lawyer to think fast and regain control of the situation so he could successfully finish playing out the trick on blonde hottie, so Maury could get back to collecting on the sex bribe. He moved around and sat on the couch, directly across from the angry beauty, then started stroking the insides of her lush thighs as he quickly told her about the phony, but plausible sounding, dilemma he was claiming to be in. Smoothly and soothingly, he lied, “Darling, because your completely uninhibited wantonness is so important to The Don, he has insisted that I make absolutely sure that you prove to me what a truly dirty girl you are willing to be, to get me to agree to let you earn the $3.0 million whores fee you’ll be paid for letting his donkeys fuck you.”

“Now, so far, all I have to go on are the public accusations that you have been committing very raunchy acts of sexual misconduct with Funk-U, plus a bunch of graphically explicit pictures that certainly seem to confirm that the Rapper’s accusations are true. I also have Maury’s filthy, detailed history of your many past wanton sexcapades, all of which were extremely titillating, but hardly qualify as proof that you are wanton enough to pleasure a bunch of very horny donkeys, for The Dons perverted enjoyment. Therefore, as promiscuous as you obviously are, I am still going to need demonstrative proof of how bad a girl you can really be for $3.0 million.”

“Now, I don’t have a donkey here for you to perform with, but I do have something that is much more challenging than that – your husband’s ugly, sleazy, stomach turning little Jew agent, Maury. If you can be a wanton enough Cunt to let a guy as repulsive and obnoxious as Maury fuck you, every way he wants too, then I will accept the fact that you will have no problem sluttily helping The Don’s donkeys make a pure whore out of you. So what I want you to do is use Maury to demonstrate to me just how totally down and dirty you can get by making out with him and letting the slimy little bastard use your body to sexually gratify himself while you do everything you possibly can to help him give you a demeaning, total fucking. When you have successfully gratified Maury’s, no doubt warped sexual appetite, I will award you the $3.0 million gig.”

Then, telling her the only part of the bribe payoff ruse that was true, he fingered her hot clit and advised her, “By the way, while you were giving Maury head, I talked to your husband about this slut test, and he said that he just wants the $3.0 million and doesn’t really give a shit about what I make you do with and for Maury to qualify you to earn it, just as long as he gets to watch the donkeys put their meat to you in Tijuana.”

Perez then saw the woman with the solid gold body and over-sexed mind, actually swallow hard at the thought of having to have consensual sex with the troll-like, grossly ugly little Hebrew who she absolutely detested, both mentally and physically. He watched intently as she grappled with the extremely distasteful thought of putting out for the filthy Jewish pig, a disgusting sex act that she obviously considered to be far worse than letting a bunch of beastly, big-donged donkeys fuck her over, real good.

Still tasting the foul flavor of having had the despicable Jew’s pre-cum leaking pecker in her mouth, Cappuccino looked over at Michelle and said, “Damn, mother, you have been letting the little piece of shit run his hands all over you, so let me ask you, is it just my imagination that Maury is too ugly, gross and putrid to fuck, or am I right on?”

Before she could answer, Perez jumped up and pulled Michelle to her feet, then moved her over and sat her down right in front of her scantily clad daughter. Then he told her, in no uncertain terms, “Alright baby, it’s time for you to get busy and persuade your daughter to do the nasty for Maury.” Michelle reached put and put a hand behind Cappuccino’s neck and, while using the other hand to strum her daughter’s clit, she said, “No, you’re not imagining anything, honey. Shine is a totally disgusting pig. He is a nauseating sleazeball and, in spite of his repulsive looks and obnoxious behavior, I have let him handle my body in order to keep everything moving forward for you, and I am afraid that you have no choice but to do the same thing. Remember, today’s operative word is still “YES”, so I urge you to go ahead and prove to Perez just how badly you want the $3.0 million, by sexually servicing your husband’s nasty little slug of an agent’s depraved sexual demands.” She then leaned forward and tongue kissed her daughter’s full lipped mouth, earthily, before pulling her head back and saying, “Remember that we are now both in this together, so just say yes so that you can do everything necessary to secure the whore’s fee, and I join you in gratifying the ugly little asshole, any way he wants us too.”

Perez and X looked at Cappuccino and saw a look of greedy determination gradually come over her gorgeous, erotic face, as the $3.0 million whore’s fee finally won out over the physical revulsion she felt for the squalid little Hebrew. Then, accepting her fate of having to give the vile Jew a piece of her ass, and anything else he wanted, she swallowed hard and said, “Oh, what the hell, mother, I really have no other choice, so lets do the sleazy little kike.”

The relieved Perez applauded, “Wonderful,” then waved at Shine and said, “She’s all yours, asshole, and so is her mother, so make the best of your opportunity, and put on a really filthy sex show with the two of them for X and me to enjoy watching.”

Maury was still on his feet with his stiff cock sticking straight out of his open fly, so Perez got the two spectacular women to their feet and moved them over and put them on their knees, right in front of him, with their faces on the same level as the short, skinny Jew’s dark, rigid pecker. Then he sat back down on the couch next to X and they leaned back in their ringside seats and watched the leering little slug go into action.

“Alright you stupid Cunts, open up your mouths and start taking turns putting my cock in them, and sucking it real good.” Even though they were revolted by the stark reality of having to eat the nasty Jew’s meat, the two whorishly dressed trophy wives docily complied with the Jew’s order, parted their lips, then each took a turn filling her mouth with the runty Jew’s large, unwashed, rigid tube of flesh and then forcing it down their throat.

Shine’s cock had already been hard for such a long time that it wasn’t long before he needed to ejaculate. Three relatively short cocksucking rounds later, he jerked his cock out of Michelle’s mouth and shoved it in her daughter’s oral pussy. Perez and X watched closely as the entire tool disappeared completely out of sight as, with a callous, pleasing final thrust of the his hips, the grinning Jew drove every last inch of his prick home, mashing X’s wife’s face fully into his thick, bushy pubic mound, as he moaned, “God damn that feels even better than I thought it would you snooty, cheating, trophy slut.”

As Perez and X watched the live, hot, dirty sex show unfold right before their eyes, the Mexican said, “X baby, it’s going to be a blast watching your little slob agent molest the hell out of your wife and mother-in-law for the next few hours. Adding some mother/daughter incest to the debauchery is really going to get things super hot, and nasty.”

“By the way, have you ever had a piece of your mother-in-law’s fantastic looking ass?” “No I haven’t,” X admitted. “Well then you should get to stick your black cock in her today, and find out if she is as good a piece as her daughter is. So, as soon as they get through blowing your lowlife agent, we’ll get Michelle over here and let her service us and empty our cocks down her throat. After that we’ll have her split her time between us and Maury and let the bitch get thoroughly debauched. Does that plan work for you, my friend?”

X high-fived him and, with a broad leer, replied, “That’s a deal, old buddy, lets party.”

Just then they saw Maury’s cock erupt in the purple clad Cappuccino’s oral sex receptacle and they quickly heard the slobbering Jew holler, “Keep all my cum in your mouth, you whoring bitch,” as he continued shooting his wad between her parted lips. When the last spurt of cum had gone in, he pulled his pecker out and said, “Now kiss your mother and share my cum with her, then each of you swallow half of it.” Both women, now very hot in spite of Shine’s nauseating looks, dutifully complied with the little bastards order and spit his thick cream back and forth into each other’s mouths before finally swallowing their share of the foul tasting spunk, and feeling it flow down into their bellies, after which they continued to hungrily French kiss each others cummy mouths, with unrestrained enthusiasm.

Perez looked at X and observed, “Damn, buddy, it looks like we are in for one real hot night of dirty sex. Would you look at those two sluts go after each other. Damn, can you imagine how those two bitches are going to look eating each others pussies and tonguing their anuses? Hot damn, life is good!”

TO BE CONTINUED

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Sometimes I’m Jenny

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Cathy again: My second offering of ELG stories was, as I expected, not that well received, except probably by the few girls who read these things. So I wrote this from scratch.

It’s sort of SF, but mostly sex. Jenny is a horny human female. She is also a figment of Marni’s dreams. Marni is a female trying to get pregnant. But for her it requires the ultimate in female delight, getting DP’d by two men, one of each type. The story is about both women, and more about the girl telling the story than about Jenny.

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Sometimes I’m Jenny

Kemish enters the lobby and asks for me. There are two girls seated there who were knitting. The older has only been awake as an adult for five weeks. Neither young woman can ignore the presence of a male. For that matter, what woman can? Both girls sigh in adoration. Their nipples and clits harden, their orifices soften and self lubricate. It is possible they might even faint with pleasure if he were to turn and smile at them. They are young, barely out of metamorphasis, and have only had sex one time each during which they both fainted during first penetration. It takes about a year of maturity and experience before a girl can avoid swooning long before the male ejaculates in her fanny. And no woman can maintain consciousness much beyond that point. But more experienced girls can remember the pleasure feeling a lover’s sperm penetrate our anal receptor before the delight overwhelms us. At this point in their young lives, more frequent interaction would be too much for these two girls, reguardless of how much their bodies crave it.

Kemish is a considerate man and does not take advantage of them. He is not there to have sex with them and does not want to make them suffer any more disappointment than necessary. He has done his share of initiation, so he wants me, a woman of two years who can talk with him without fainting. I want him inside me as badly as these girls. But I can restrain myself. And we all know that Kemish wants more than just sex. He will, out of kindness, fuck my fanny before leaving me. But before he gives me this pleasure I will pay for it by restraining myself, spending several pleasant hours in his company, talking if he wishes, sucking his member if he will let me, offering my openings to him for other types of penetration if he is interested. I can please a man without having to climax immediately. I can even survive graciously the disappointment of not having my lover finish by ejaculating in my fanny. But Kemish usually gives me this ultimate female pleasure.

I am Marni, a female. Kemish is an alpha male.

———> Jenny

(In my dreams, I am Jenny, a human female of twenty-eight years, recently married and desperately trying to start a family with the help of her new husband Jason. Jason, as human males go, is quite sexy. He’s thirty-three, six-two, and georgeous. He has a desk job, but works out in the gym. In bed, those muscles make him the best lay Jenny’s ever had. Jenny loves feeling a strong man hold her in his firm grip while forcing his member inside her vagina. Jenny is afraid to suggest anal sex. She does not want Jason to find out how much she craves it.

Nor would Jenny love it the way I, Marni, do. For Marni, anal sex is lust, the door to the perfect climax every time. It’s addictive, of course. But no one expects Marni or any other female to show restraint. Men decide what they want to do. Girls cooperate. For a female, life is pleasure. Satisfying male lust is our task in life.)

“Jason,” Jenny began in her little girl voice. “Would you like me on all fours?”

This wasn’t an invitation for anal sex. Though every time she assumed this position she hoped he would take advantage of the easy access it provided. Jenny had discovered that Jason did have some interest in doing it in positions other than missionary. They had been engaged in foreplay since supper, and the dishes were still on the table waiting to be cleared. “Later,” she thought. “Not now when I could be getting fucked.”

After he’d finished his desert she got up and walked behind him as if to pick up his dish. But when her nipples touched his arm she could hardly move. What had started out as a game had become a conditioned response. Jason thought she was still just playing the seductress when in fact the touch left her gasping, incapable of performing mundane tasks. Marni, of course, was often incapacitated by the presence of a male. In her world, females were all like her. But this bleed over into Jenny’s world was causing Jenny trouble. On the one hand she enjoyed this new responsiveness. It was a pleasure giving men pleasure. Most women probably never experienced how much pleasure it could be. But Marni knew, and Jenny was learning from Marni.

“Ooohhhhhhh” she moaned as she felt his member touch her pussy lips. Even her nipples brushing against his arm through the thin fabric had turned her on. They both knew why she liked to go braless when alone with him in the evenings. Jenny only hoped the “with him” was real. She was afraid her new found heights of sexuality might be a bit more universal. She could no longer risk the presence of another man without her bra on for protection. She wanted to get pregnant and wanted Jason to be the father. But she was almost certain that if she ever found herself alone with another man, unprotected nipples would lead to coitus no matter who the man was. She thought about how vulnerable and willing Marni was with any male. It was a very erotic thought.

Jason knew what things turned his wife on. He was starting to think there was almost nothing that didn’t turn her on. He took his member in hand and moved it, exciting her lips, circling her clit with the tip, teasing her cunt hole. For a second he even touched the forbidden opening and was pleased to hear yet another gasp excape her lips. He slid himself forward, his hands cupping her hips, sliding in unison up her sides, finding her breasts and softly cupping them. She groaned as her teased her. They both knew she wanted him to squeeze them hard, so he did not. His wife, he’d discovered, loved it even more when he held back making her beg for a particular sensual pleasure. While he was paying attention to her lovely, soft tits, he felt himself slid smoothly into her welcoming vagina. With other women it was never this easy. Jenny was a sexual slut, always in heat, sexier than his three previous lovers put together. It amazed him that he’d managed to land the best one. It had always been the other guys who got the sexy ones. Except this time. This time he’d come off the big winner. Yenimahalle Escort He wanted kids. But he loved even more doing what was necessary first.

In the middle of sex, Jenny was closer to Marni than normal. She didn’t even have to be asleep to make contact.

———-> Marni

The two girls will survive their close encounter with a male. But they will dream about him tonight. Or dream about the man they have had. As a mercy, there is always arranged a lover for a girl the first day after she awakens. After she gives herself to his lust she will dream about him. A girl never forgets the after pleasure of her first heinie, eventhough she was unconscious during the act. When Jenny thinks of the word heinie she usually means a part of her body, her fanny. To me it means the act of getting fucked in my fanny, and feeling my lover ejaculate inside me. I definitely want to feel him ejaculate inside me. A human woman can’t even imagine the pleasure one feels when male cume contacts a girl’s anal receptor. Of course, it’s necessary for conception, which is probably why evolution has given us this exsquisite pleasure. The only thing that beats it is the combination, another man ejaculating in my vagina at the same time. But here mother nature gets fooled. I have to have a beta in my fanny and an alpha in my pussy to become myself a mother. Yet any combination of males feels just as good.

Unless a girl is having sex with two alphas, DP is always the beta’s decision. If he wants to start a family using me as the mother, he will inform me. Usually he will let me select the alpha. But only out of courtesy. I would gladly give any beta my fanny and accept any choice he cared to make for the third parent.

Kemish has made it across the room successfully, reaching the desk behind which Lenie, a beautiful matron, is sitting. Having been once already a mother, Lenie isn’t exactly immune to male charm. But she can at least perform some simple tasks in his presence. She rings me on the intercom.

As much as Lenie loves talking with Kemish, she also knows that it is best if she can get him quickly away from the two young girls. Best for them, that is. It would hardly embarrass him if they attempted physical seduction. Girls are much smaller and weaker than men. He could easily restrain them himself. But they would be terribly upset afterwards.

A little buzzer rings a warning, and then Lenie directs him to a lounge halfway down the hall. I meet him inside, where the younger girls can no longer see or smell him. The smell is important. You really loose it when you get close enough to a man to smell him. Of course, I’m expected to loose it, being alone with him in the room. That’s obviously why we are both in here. A girl is not allowed in such close quarters to a male unless he desires intimate relations. My reaction to his nearness is hard for me to control. His reaction to me is also strong, but he can say no if he chooses.

Kemish sits on the bed like couch. I carefully choose a chair about six feet from him. We have found that at this distance I can still think and talk about things other than what is foremost in my mind. Like the girls in the lobby, my nipples are now engorged. My clit is the size of a grape. Both openings are soft and ready. I can feel my insides yearning for this man. I love this feeling.

I have no particular preference for anal penetration. Kemish will feel just as wonderful slamming into my vagina. I even love to take him in my mouth. But like any female with a male of either sex, I nearly die to feel him climax in my fanny.

I have twice been chosen for pleasure by a beta, a man called Gemric Merit Kalton. Unlike females and alphas, betas all have three names eventhough they too have ID numbers assigned at birth. Gemric has sampled other women here at the residence, but he has chosen me twice. After the second time, the girls gave me a party. It is not always true that a second choosing leads to bonding, but if often does. Some times celebrating is considered bad luck. No one dares ask a beta his intentions, especially the girl involved. The last thing she ever wants to do is discourage him. Any one of us would give almost anything to be bonded by any beta.

The party was not my idea. I hope it doesn’t bring me bad luck. I very much hope Gemric does bond me and would be happy if he chooses Kemish as our alpha. Kemish is mildly excited about Gemric’s interest. He has been more attentive since Gemric’s second visit. Alphas have little to say about a bonding. They generally have little involvment with raising the triplets. And the fertilization of the female gives them no particular pleasure beyond normal coitus. But there is tremendous status in being chosen.

Kemish and I talk for almost an hour. He is nearly as intelligent as I and our conversation is interesting. It is not one sided as it was with Gemric. Gemric is so much more intelligent that I am almost more embarrassed than he is bored. But I make the effort, and Gemric knows I am of above average intelligence for a female. Most women would bore him even more. He has no interest in an alpha like Kemish. At least I interest him sexually.

By definition, my conversations are limited. Jenny talks of politics as if her opinions matter. Mine do not. Nor do those of Kemish. Betas run the world. Not one of the three sexes can imagine it any other way.

I find it hard to sexually compare Kemish with Gemric. As much as we love our alpha lovers, they usually have only one purpose in our lives. Someone to pleasure us and someone we can pleasure. No male will ever provide me support the way Jason does Jenny. Females and alphas have always been cared for by the community as a whole. In modern times this means the “state”. I will live just as comfortable a life if I never have a beta lover, never bond, and never birth triplets.

I crave Gemric’s indulgence because I want the ultimate female triumph, to feel two men climax inside me at the same time, to know that a beta has ejaculated in my rectum and an alpha in my vagina. And when I get the rush, feeling semen penetrate my anal receptor, it will be beta sperm which can make its way through my anal tube while alpha sperm is making its way through my vaginal tube as only alpha sperm can. One sperm from each man will find my waiting egg and I will become a mother. At about one month the egg will split into three, and for another eight months my body will incubate my three children, one of each sex.

I cannot say that Kemish is a better Ulus Escort lover than Gemric, though I think this might be the case. But sex with Kemish is all about pleasure, while with Gemric it is mostly hope. Of course, there was also intense pleasure.

The first time with Gemric was two months ago. He didn’t say he had received a token, permission to reproduce. Even today I do not know if he is only interested in sex, and a single visit is usually only for that purpose. It is guessed that the betas do not repeat with the same female unless they are choosing a potential mother. But this may not be true. Betas do not tell us how they manage population control. They do not discuss politics with us. A girl never knows for sure that a beta is considering reproduction until he informs her that he has chosen her for bonding. The event itself is the only time the two of them and the alpha father will ever get together. Any other time a beta male can barely tolerate the presence of an alpha male.

When Gemric arrived and asked the woman at the desk to ring me and have me meet him in a room, I was surprised. He gave me no warning. Sometimes a beta will call ahead. More often they do not. If by chance I am not in, he will simply pick the next girl on his list. He had no particular interest in me personally at that time. I hope he does now, but I think I am only a female who appears acceptable. I heard that once a girl who was with an alpha actually managed to disengage quickly enough to meet the beta. But it bought her nothing in the long run.

Gemric’s visit should have not made me nervous. I had given several alphas pleasure, some many times, especially Kemish. Making love with a beta is physically no different, but we talked much less. As always when I’m with a male, I could think of little other than his member. And Gemric was uninterested in conversation. The amenities lasted about two sentences. His third sentence was a request for oral sex.

I pride myself on actually enjoying fallacio. It is a pleasure, feeling your lover inside your mouth. The problem is you so much want him inside you some place more intimate. Girls have a hard time being patient enough to enjoy fallacio. Gemric’s member was not really hard until I began sucking on it. With Kemish this was not the case. Some girls think alphas are almost as horny as we our.

When I first touched Gemric’s tip to my lips, the shaft I held was about twelve inches long and an inch thick. It got thicker and developed the ball we love so much a few inches up from the base. Jenny would have found it long and strangely shaped. Human males have their testicles located below. The sperm sack does not harden up nor does it penetrate the female. To me Jason’s member would look small and clearly incapable of locking. I suppose locking is not necessary for conception, nor is it unbreakable during vaginal sex. We always want our male lover to pull out before his climax and finish in our fannies. There he will provide the rush a girl gets when his sperm hits her receptor. In her rectum he will have to finish and give her this pleasure because, while erect, the swelling cannot be pulled out through her sphincter once his penetration has triggered her holding response. He must loose his erection first, usually after climax.

I sucked on his shaft. The taste seemed wonderful and probably was. With Kemish I am less nervous. I have time and the presence of mind to sample his pre-cume, the taste of his flesh and the feel of his largeness with my lips around it. I silently thanked Kemish, the only one of my alpha lovers who had wanted this. I had learned, licking his manhood, what a girl could do with her lips to please her lover.

I opened my mouth wider pressing my face into Gemric’s lap, pushing his swelling into my mouth. At the same time I swallowed the long, thick shaft deep down in my throat without gagging. Of course, I could no longer breathe. But I can hold my breath long enough. I would rather have passed out than shortened this pleasure for my lover. I must have more tolerance for this than human females. Jenny is amazed that I can swallow such a large erection at all, let alone so easily.

Fallacio is not common, and Gemric is pleased. Neither of us is in any way concerned with the possibility that he might cum in my throat, however. For him it would be unthinkably bad manners. For me it would be extremely miserable. Even a vaginal discharge is barely acceptable. Yet when a man discharges himself in my womb, I do get a rush. It may only be a tenth of what I experience when he shoots himself into my fanny, but it makes sex worthwhile. Hell, what girl wouldn’t go for a cunt fuck when given the choice of that or nothing? But we all want a single lover to finish up in our glory hole. Our bodies crave it.

Gemric fills my mouth and my throat. There is a few inches of movement possible, and he slides back and forth, giving us both incredible pleasure without making me open my lips. Eventually he tires of this, lightly tapping my shoulder while pulling back a bit more this last time. I know what he wants. I want it even more. His manhood in my mouth feels great but nothing like the erotic pleasure it will give me in either of the normal places. I relax my lips and let him extract himself. Actually, not only can I control my lips, but they are not nearly as strong as my anal sphincter. If Gemric pulled hard, my lips by themselves could not hold him inside me.

He places me on the couch, face up. Like males of either sex, Gemric is almost twice my size and perhaps four times as strong. Even in primative times, a man could have easily forced a woman to have sex with him. But neither history nor myth recalls any time when a woman wanted to resist a potential lover. We do not even have a word for rape. The idea of bondage is equally meaningless. A woman is always at a man’s mercy, biologically and by choice. There is no need for pretense.

I lay there, opening my thighs however much he wants. It is obvious he want to use my vagina, another place where, like my mouth, a beta’s seed will do nothing to enable conception. A beta might ejaculate in a girls pussy, and she would only thank him, not daring to show a lack of gratitude, though the whole world knows where she really wants him to finish. Fortunately, betas rarely feel a need to fertilize the alpha hole.

I am fairly sure this stranger who is now my lover by his choice, will do me the ultimate honor short of bonding. So I lay there simply enjoying the feel of his penetration. Like Jenny, I cume when stimulated. But I cume more easily. My first orgasm has already happened. But this one feels even better. His memeber in barely inside me, only six inches the first time I water it with my love. A cunt orgasm has a special loving feel to it. Of course my love juices are lubricating both my love holes. I guess Jenny doesn’t secrete into her anus during sex. For her anal sex is like foreplay. While for me it’s a biological necessity.

The really sexy part comes next. Like an alpha male, Gemric is swollen now and has to get his ball through my vaginal sphincter for full pussy insertion. My cunt opening is tight and unselective of direction. His entry will cause a certain amount of pain. For both of us this feels like exquisite pleasure. Alpha males almost always want to use the alpha hole, at least for foreplay. I have experienced vaginal fucks many times and know how much I will love it. During the battle between Gemric’s swelling and my vaginal sphincter I am delirious with pleasure. My orgasm is singular and continuous. I am expelling fluids and will be thirsty for several hours after Gemric is done with me. Eventually and inevitably, Gemric wins the war and I am delightfully conquered. His swelling pops inside me and once again we begin coupling, making use of that erotic few inches that lie between his ball and his belly. I can make no guess how long this lasts because I am beyond conscious thought. I will remember how wonderful it was, but not how long it lasts. When Gemric decides it’s time he withdraws.

His withdrawal causes again that exquisite pleasure we both felt when he entered me. By now I am so destroyed with pleasure that I am barely capablable of contemplating the even greater pleasure to come.

My lover rolls me on my stomach then indicates with a touch to my hips that he wants me up on my knees. I don’t know if he wants my shoulders raised as well so I keep my face pressed against the cushion, “presenting”. Like a female cat in heat, I present my openings. Like the feline I am not in the least selective about who the male is. In fact I’m probably even less selective than my animal sister. I will fuck any man anytime any way he wants. My feline sister only fucks when she is in estrus. Like Jenny, I can and will fuck even when I’m not fertile. Unlike Jenny I always know whether I am fertile or not. For me, pregnancy will never be accidental. I will never be that lucky.

My lover touches his tip to my vaginal opening again. He is wet from my juices. In this doggie position I feel him tease my slit and smoothly enter me where he just was until his bulge again touches my vaginal lips. I do not know whether he intends to again enter my vagina. I know little about beta males, except that being more intelligent they are also more imaginative. This teasing is an example. Kemish would have just cut to the chase.

In delightful frustration I hold myself in position, suffering the pleasure and frustration. Gemric slides his first six inches inside me repeatedly, touching my sensitive lips before pulling back and almost pulling out. I am again destroyed. But without deep penetration my orgasms do not run solidly into each other. I can feel my individual surrenders, sometimes aligned with each half penetration when he fucks me slowly. My vagina is again watering the first half of his shaft with my vaginal love. But it is the touches of his bulge even more than the stretching caused by Gemric’s first six inches that excite my body. My ejaculations inside my fanny from each orgasm seem to be filling the so far unused love cavity with lubricant. But I know that my juices are not filling my rectum. There will be plenty of space to accomodate Gemric when he gets there.

I am so much into being fucked that I start to forget my balance. I think Gemric is keeping my fanny up, keeping my hips balanced over my knees. He has my knees almost together so that his member squishes through my lips before the swelling is stopped by my sphincter. I don’t know how much pleasure this extra contact gives him, but for me it is extreme. “Why,” I wonder, “does God make a woman so responsive? We enjoy sex far too much. If I enjoyed it a tenth as much I’d still want to do it all the time with every male available. Perhaps this is simply our reward. We don’t get to decide when we will have sex or with whom. But when a man does choose us, we get amply rewarded.”

Gemric stops playing around inside my vagina. The big moment begins. I feel his entry. At first it is not much different from vaginal sex. There is the same orgasmic delight when he parts me with his first six inches. Forcing his bulge inside my fanny is eroticly difficult, more for me than him. But my anal sphincter is not direction insensitive. During coitus it easily surrenders to invasion. Still, the action leaves me helpless with joy. Once Gemric has his ball inside me I can suddenly feel my sphincter tighten. I cannot stop this and would rather die than do so if I could. It is the locking, what ever females lives for.

Locking is delightful for the male. He feels my sphincter squeeze him between his ball and the base of his penis where he is sexually sensitive. He slides back and forth, further exciting this finely tuned part of his anatomy. But every time he reachings bottom, as if trying to pull out, the pressure on the inside of my closed anal lips drives me to an absolute distraction that goes even beyond the orgasms I’ve already had. As with vaginal penetration, I loose track of time. Nor does it matter. No activity imaginable is more important than satisfying a male of either sex.

I do not know how much a man can control when he ejaculates in my fanny. All I know is that eventually he must. And Gemric did. I was not surprised when the pleasure became suddenly so great that I lost consciousness. It had always happened this way with alphas. And the two male sexes are not that different. Both secrete a chemical that makes women totally dominated. A woman whose’s been fanny fucked will never deny any male anything. And girls are traditionally heinied the first day they achieve consciousness as adults. When I awoke, probably minutes later though I had no way of telling, Gemric was gently massaging one of my tits. When he could tell that I was recovered, he softly kissed my lips and left.

Kemish told me once that alpha males need about a day to recover and recharge physically, but that he could perform normal functions not involving sex a few minutes later. I suppose betas are much the same. I’m aware that it is theoretically possible for a girl to serve two lovers in sequence. But I knew from my experience with alphas, that I would be incapable of thinking about much of anything else for days. As I lay there on the couch I could have hardly told you my own name. But I could have waxed eloquently for hours about the joys of being heinied.

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Slave. Part one.
1.
I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much more than that.
It was the happiest day of my life, the day I received that pendant. I had not been serving Master for very long, just long enough for him to know that I had submitted to him entirely. I had spent an evening serving him, preparing his food, pouring his drinks and lighting his cigarettes, and was sat naked at his feet awaiting his next command.
“Kneel” Master commands me.
I positioned myself in front of Master, my legs tucked under me so that I was sitting on my heels, feet together, knees slightly apart. My hands rested on my thighs with my palms upturned, my head bowed and my eyes on the floor.
“What is the purpose of your existence, Slave?” he asked me.
“To obey you, Master.” I replied.
“Kneel up and lower your head.” He ordered.
I did so and he told me to hold my hair up. When I did Master leant forward and fastened the beautiful silver chain, bearing his initial, around my neck.
“This chain signals my ownership of you. You now belong to me and you will obey me at all times, without question. If you do not, you will be punished. If you please me, I may choose to reward you. As long as you wear it you are mine and I will protect and care for you.”
And since that day I have never taken it off. I am proud to wear the symbol of my submission and it is also a great comfort to me when I am separated from Master, knowing that I belong to him and that he cares for me.

2.
I do not live with Master. When I am not with him he will send me a text message to summon me when he requires me. If I am not there within 15 minutes I will be punished. If I ever need to go somewhere that will mean I am unable to respond in this time, I must get special permission from Master.
Punishments for failing to please Master vary. Sometimes I will be spanked over Master’s knee, but if Master is disappointed in me he tends not to use this as punishment as he knows I enjoy it. Sometimes I will be made to kneel in the corner facing the wall, or will spend the day serving Master on my hands and knees. But my worst punishment is to be banished. Being forbidden to see Master and being ignored by him, sometimes for several days, is the most painful punishment I can receive.
At the heart of my submission to my Master is, of course, that my body belongs entirely to him and is his to use as and when he sees fit. As a slave I am expected to keep my body ready to be used at all times. All my body hair must be removed and I must always be, of course, scrupulously clean. I always wear skirts, not trousers, and am forbidden from wearing panties at anytime. Master must have free access to me at all times.
Nothing matters but Master’s pleasure and satisfaction. My pleasure all comes from serving Master, it doesn’t matter how painful or degrading it is, if Master is pleased with his slave that is the greatest pleasure I can receive.

3.
Not long after Master had taken ownership of me he summoned me to him, informing me that today I would be initiated into one of his favourite activities. Within ten minutes I was knocking on his door.
“Enter and remove your clothes” he ordered
I did as I was told and knelt on the floor, eyes down to await his next instructions.
Master eventually spoke; “Who does your body belong to Slave?”
“You Master” I replied
“And you give it to me without question?” he continued.
“Yes, Master”
“Then on your hands and knees” he commanded.
I did as I was told; this was nothing unusual, Master often liked to fuck my pussy this way. Today though I knew he had something different in mind.
“Today you are going to learn to have your ass fucked like a good little slave” he whispered in my ear. He was kneeling behind me now. I felt my stomach clench with fear. He must have felt my body tense as he said,
“You want Master to be pleased with his Slave don’t you?”
“Yes Master,” I whispered “I do.”
“Good girl, then just relax and do as your told and Master will be very pleased.”
I felt his strong hands begin to gently stroke my buttocks, occasionally wandering between my thighs and brushing the lips of my increasingly wet pussy. I found myself beginning to relax and enjoy myself, but I was soon reminded that we weren’t there for my pleasure.
“Hold your cheeks apart” he commanded.
He then began to run his finger, still wet from my pussy, around the edge of my tight little asshole. Immediately I tensed up,
“I told you to relax.” He said “Do I need to punish you?”
“No Master” I responded “I can do it.”
“Let’s hope so,” he continued “because I am going to put my cock up your ass, and if you don’t relax it is really going to hurt you.”
I made every effort to relax my body as Master’s finger continued to circle my asshole. Then he reached round in front of me and held out his finger for me to suck. With his finger now even wetter he began to gently press it against my tight ring. Gradually, as I began to relax, he inserted his finger into my ass, knuckle deep, and I have to admit it felt good. Master could tell I was enjoying myself.
“Does that feel good slave?” He hissed as I let out a little groan of pleasure, “I think I’ve got myself a slutty little slave who likes her ass fucked”
He started to then work two fingers into my tight hole, and after some initial resistance I was once again being driven wild by the feeling of Master’s fingers filling and stretching me. Just as I was beginning to really enjoy myself he removed his fingers from me and I let out a small sigh of disappointment, but he certainly hadn’t finished with me yet.
“Stand” I was ordered, and Master took my hand and led me to the sofa. When we reached the arm he put his hand on my back and gently pushed me forward so I was bent over it, my bottom in the air, presented to Master, ready for him to use or abuse at will. He roughly pulled the cheeks of my ass apart and I felt the head of his huge cock pressing against my ring. I felt my stomach tighten again, there was no way he could fit inside me is there?
Master thrust hard against me, and I was pushed hard against the sofa. I cried out in pain, it felt like I was going to be ripped in two, but my cries seemed to arouse him more and he pushed unrelentingly into me, and I felt the head of his cock ram deep into my ass. Pain seared through me and tears rolled down my face but I would never ask him to stop. My job was to give Master pleasure and my body belongs to him, and much as it hurt me physically the pleasure I got from knowing I was doing as I had been ordered was immense.
Master had slowed his stroke down now and was slowly but firmly fucking my asshole. With each stroke he went a little deeper until his whole cock was buried deep inside me. Despite the pain I had never felt so full of cock and it felt incredible.
“Thank you Master” I whispered breathlessly “Thank you”
With this, he increased his speed so he was pulling almost all the way out of me before slamming roughly back into me until he was buried balls deep in my ass. It didn’t take long doing this before I heard Master cry out and then with a long grunt he shot his full load of hot cum deep into my gut. As he pulled his spent cock out of me he whispered “Good Girl, you’ve been a good slave” and kissed me gently on the top of my head and I knew there was no feeling as good as the one Tandoğan Escort I got from pleasing Master.

4.
Since Master had initiated me in his use of my ass he decided I should undergo some training to make sure I was always ready to receive him and the next evening presented me with a large, black butt plug. Having bent me across his knee he gently inserted the plug into my ass.
“You will wear this until I tell you that you may remove it.” He said “Now go home.”
Sitting in the car on the way home was really uncomfortable at first but by the time I had arrived home I had grown used to the feeling of the plug inside me and was beginning to enjoy it. It was a constant reminder of what my life had become. I had accepted Masters rule entirely and was under his constant control whether he was with me or not, and I realised that this was a situation I was completely happy to be in.
I went about my evening as usual, preparing supper then taking a bath. When I got into bed it took all my willpower not to touch myself, not to make myself cum. It wouldn’t have taken much but Master had forbidden myself from ever pleasuring myself without his consent and however turned on I was I would never disobey him. Eventually I fell asleep.
At 4 am the next morning I was woken by a message on my phone.
“I hope you’ve still got it in” it said “or there will be trouble. Send me a photo immediately so I know you’re being a good girl.”
Of course I did as I was told instantly. “Good” was the reply, “keep it in until I tell you otherwise remember.”
At last, at 8 o’clock the next morning I received the message instructing me to remove the plug until I met Master again that evening, when Master would reinsert it after he had used my ass for his pleasure again. This was to be the case every night until Master was happy with my progress.

5.
Several months passed and I continued devotedly as Master’s slave. One evening he called me to him and told me he had important news. It was news that would take my commitment to him to a whole new level. Master had bought a small cottage that was situated just past the end of his garden. This was to be my new home. Master told me I would resign from my job with immediate effect and I was to sell the home I owned in the nearby town. I was to be kept by Master from now on. He wanted access to me 24hrs a day, 7 days a week. Total control of my life. I would be given a credit card for my day to day expenses and the money from the sale of my house would be put into an account that I would be given should Master and I ever end our arrangement.
Master would have a key to my new home and I must be ready to receive him at any time. I would come to his home morning and evening to prepare and serve him his breakfast and dinner. I would not be permitted to join him for these meals unless invited to do so. Every Sunday would be punishment day when I would receive punishment for any misdemeanours I had committed during the week; I would also receive ten strokes of the cane every Sunday, regardless of whether I had displeased Master or not. This was to serve as a reminder of my position and to strengthen the bond between slave and Master.
A spare bedroom in my new cottage had been prepared for this purpose and also for any other occasion Master had to punish or restrain me. It contained a post with restraints at the top and bottom where my ankles and wrists would be fastened, my arms high above me and legs spread apart with a strap around my waist to hold me against the post. This is where I would receive whippings from Master as I would be unable to flinch from the lashes, whether he chose to give them on my thighs, buttocks or breasts. Also in the room was a large padded table with restraints at each corner, again for my wrists and angles, this meant that I could be spread across the table for Master’s use on either my front or back and would be unable to close my legs, whatever Master chose to do to me or whatever he chose to do it with. Finally there was a form of stool on which I could kneel and bend forward, my stomach and chest supported, where I would receive my weekly canings. It caused my buttocks to be raised and presented to Master, perfectly positioned for this purpose.
The rest of the house had been very comfortably furnished with everything I could ever need, apart from the secrets held in that one bedroom no-one could have known that it was the home of a women being kept solely to serve a Master.

6.
I handed in my notice the very next morning and visited the estate agent to put my house on the market. I was moving into my cottage that afternoon; I had never felt so happy, so free. From now on in life I had only one concern; Master’s pleasure. I had always known I was born to serve, that it was my calling and now I could dedicate my life to it. And at that moment I knew that I loved my Master with all my heart and that I truly would do anything for him. Anything at all.
I arrived at the cottage at 12.30 as Master had asked for lunch at 1. I prepared the food and went up to his house in time to lay his lunch out for him, ready for when he stopped working at one. As instructed I had prepared myself a small amount of lunch in a bowl and placed it next to the plate of food I had prepared for Master, I then knelt next to Master’s chair to wait for him to arrive. Around 1.30 Master entered the room; he would often turn up later than the time we had arranged, enjoying the thought of waiting obediently for him on my knees. He leant over and kissed the top of my head.
“Good girl,” he said, looking at the food on the table. “Just what I wanted. On your hands and knees now, Slave. And I want you naked.”
I obeyed at once of course, removing all my clothes quickly, folding them neatly and dropping to my hands and knees. Master, who was now seated at the table, took the bowl of food I had put next to his plate and placed it on the floor in front of me.
“You may now eat” he stated “but you may not use your hands, only your mouth.”
So that is how I spent my first meal as Master’s full time Slave, eating from a bowl on the floor like an animal at my Master’s feet. Master seemed to enjoy watching me eat this way, and would regularly reach out and stroke my buttocks, sometimes giving them a sharp slap, before softly stroking them again.
Once he had finished eating Master stood up saying
“You may stand and continue your day now Slave.”
And with that he left the room.

7.
That Sunday morning I was to receive my first caning in the new punishment room. Master had instructed me to be stood at the post, naked of course, with my legs apart and my hands clasped behind my neck at 9am. He enjoyed seeing me in this position, it thrust my breasts forward in a way he liked and left me very vulnerable to him. He arrived promptly that morning, presumably keen to punish his Slave in the room he had designed himself. He spent several moments just looking at me stood there and running his fingers over my naked skin very gently, instantly arousing me and making me tremble. I felt the wetness from between my legs begin to trickle down my thigh. I heard Master laugh to himself as he noticed this.
“My horny little slut” he laughed, “if you’re a good girl and take your punishment like the submissive little slave I know you are, I might fuck you afterwards. You would like that wouldn’t you?”
“Yes Master, I would like that very much.” I replied breathlessly.
“I knew you would” he laughed, and with that he spread my ankles farther apart and secured them with the restraints, then lifting my hands high above my head and Tunalı Escort securing them as well. He then tightened the strap around my waist so I was completely immobile.
He then walked slowly to a cupboard on the wall and spent some time selecting a cane from the selection I saw he had there. Once he had chosen one he walked around in front of me and held it on his outstretched palms up to my face.
“You have behaved well this week Slave” he said “so you will receive just 10 strokes of the cane.”
“You will count each one out loud in a clear voice. After each stroke you will thank me and ask if you may have another. If you fail to do this I will repeat that stroke until you do. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master” I replied in a clear voice.
He then walked behind me and spent a few moments caressing my buttocks and letting his fingers wander between my legs to my pussy, feeling how wet I had now become. Then without warning he bought the cane down hard across my buttocks. The pain was searing and my buttocks immediately began to burn. I couldn’t help but cry out in pain and I felt the hot prickle of tears in my eyes and down my cheeks. I hadn’t forgotten Master’s orders though.
“One” I said clearly “Thank you Sir, please may I have another?”
And with that I felt the second stroke, even more painful than the first. But I am an obedient slave and I counted each stroke, always saying thank you and always asking for another, all the way up to ten.
“Good girl” Master said “Master is very proud to own a slave as obedient and submissive as you.”
I was delighted, nothing made me as happy as hearing that from Master, and I was already looking forward to next week’s caning so I could please Master so much again.

8.
“You accepted your punishment well, my little slave” Master went on. “And now I will fuck you.”
With that he released my restraints from the post and led me to the table he had installed in the room. As I stood facing the table he knelt behind me and gently spread my legs wide. Having done this he took some soft cords and bound my ankles to the table legs. Having done this he placed his hand softly between my shoulder blades and firmly but slowly pushed me forward so I was bent over the table. He walked around to the other end of the table and took my hands, stretched my arms out in front of me and fastened them to the corners of the table. He stepped back and smiled, pleased with his work. Leaning forward he kissed me softly and lovingly on the lips and I raised my head the best I could to meet him.
“My darling slave,” he whispered “I do love you very much.”
He walked back round the table so he was behind me again and began to stroke my still sore buttocks. His hands gradually got lower so they were stroking the back of my thighs, and even more gradually he allowed his fingers to trace their way towards my wet, shaven pussy. I shuddered as I felt the warm excitement building between my legs. As the wetness began to run down my thighs Master knelt down behind me and began to run his tongue incredibly lightly up the inside of my thighs, tasting my juices as he did so. My clit was throbbing hard now and I writhed against my bonds hardly able to contain myself. As he reached my pussy I was unable to stop myself letting out a long groan of pleasure.
“Hush my darling” Master laughed “or I will be forced to gag you, won’t I?”
“Yes Master” I gasped.
Master laughed to himself again and began to gently bite and pull at my pussy lips with his teeth while still allowing his hot tongue to dart across my clit. I groaned again, unable to stop myself. Master abruptly stopped what he was doing and walked across to the cupboard he had earlier fetched the cane from. I could not see what he was getting from my position on the table but it soon became clear as he approached my head.
“Open your mouth wide.” He commanded.
I obeyed and he placed in my mouth the ball of a ball gag and tightened the leather strap. My mouth was now held open and very full, my tongue pushed to the bottom of my mouth. I could hardly have made a sound if I had wanted to.
After he had tightened the strap around my head Master immediately returned to his position behind me. This time he began to work two fingers into my now sopping wet hole. With his fingers thrusting inside me, hitting my g-spot as they did so, he used his thumb to roughly rub my throbbing clit. I was writhing around, unable to contain the excitement and pleasure that was building inside me.
“Don’t you dare cum until I give you permission” Master ordered firmly and withdrew his hand from between my legs and my pussy ached at the loss. Almost immediately though Master slammed his huge, hard cock right inside my hot, wet pussy and I knew I wouldn’t be able to contain myself much longer. He continued thrusting into me, hard and deep then very slowly withdrawing, so only the tip of his cock remained inside me, before ramming himself powerfully back inside me again. I was shaking hard now and Master knew I couldn’t last much longer.
“Cum” he said simply.
And I did, waves of hot pleasure swept through me, from between my legs, spreading throughout the rest of my body so strongly, I was almost convulsing in my bonds, screaming into my gag.
“Good girl, cum for Master” Master said softly, stroking my hair, his cock still deep inside me, and with one last thrust I felt him shoot his hot cum into my pussy.

9.
Months passed and I continued to serve Master as I always had, and I was happy. One afternoon Master let himself into my cottage and called me to him. Within seconds I was kneeling at his feet, my eyes on the floor.
“We are going out this afternoon,” he told me. “There is someone I want you to meet.”
Without saying anything else we got into his car and set off.
Eventually Master spoke. “I have a very special job for you my darling” he said. “The young lady we are going to meet has been introduced to me by a good friend of mine. She has shown herself to be very submissive and is keen to serve me as a slave.”
As I heard this I was overwhelmed with jealousy and fear. Master had found a new slave. What would this mean for me? Why had he done this? Had I let him down? Was he bored of me? I fought the tears back. Master looked at me and laughed out loud.
“Oh my darling slave!” he laughed, “don’t worry! You still belong to me, I adore you and I would never be without you. This new slave is for us both. You will train her to one day be as wonderful a slave as you. She will live with you, and serve you and when I call for her you will bring her to me and you will instruct her in how to serve me. It will be an honour for you, to train her for me and an honour for her to be trained by you. She will have the best possible start in her life as a submissive with you as her mistress.”
Relief swept through me, I was still apprehensive of course, but knowing that my position with Master was safe was all that mattered.
We arrived outside a large block of flats; Master spoke on the intercom at the door and we were buzzed in. I followed Master up the stairs and to the front door of one of the flats. Without us having to knock the door was opened by a young girl of 18, as I was later to find out, who immediately dropped to her knees in front of us. She was wearing a short, deep red silk dressing gown, which I suspected she was naked underneath. Her blond hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders; she had long slim legs and on her feet wore a pair of black stiletto shoes. It was easy to see why Master wished to possess her and again another strong wave of jealousy washed through my body, Türbanlı Escort though I knew I would very much enjoy having her at my mercy and the punishments I would inflict on her.
“A good start, wouldn’t you agree Slave?” Master asked me. “She is all yours now, the first thing you need to do is give her the name by which we will call her. What will it be?”
“With your approval Master, I do not believe she has earned the right to a name yet. Until she has, I would prefer just to call her X.” I replied.
“Very good Slave, I thoroughly approve. X, kiss your new Mistress’ feet to let her know you submit to her entirely at my command.”
At once X crawled towards me, lowered her head and gently kissed each of the boots I was wearing.
“Slave, I will leave you alone with X for one hour, I will then return to collect to you both. See that she is ready and understands the basic behaviour I expect from you both. If she fails to follow these rules it is you, Slave, who will be punished.”
“Yes Master” I replied, and Master left the flat.

10.
Having been nothing but submissive for many years now being in control of someone else was a very strange situation for me, but I was determined to do a good job of training X for Master.
X was still on her hands and knees at my feet. “Follow me like that X” I told her and made my way into the small lounge area. X obediently did as I asked. “The first thing you need to learn is how you will kneel whilst you wait for Master or Mistress’ commands” I told her, “On your knees and sit back on your heels.”
X did so. “Spread your knees wider and place your hands palm up on your thighs.” I corrected, using the toe of my boot to force the girls legs further apart.”Master must be able to see your most private areas whenever he wishes. Now remove your gown.”
I looked down at X kneeling naked before me on the floor, her eyes looking demurely down in front of her. Between her legs was soft, blond pubic hair, its dampness showing that she was enjoying her training. But lovely as she looked I knew Master would not allow her to keep any hair on her body. I would have to shave her. I explained this to X. She obediently rose at my orders and went in to the bathroom; she soon came back out carrying a bowl of warm water, towels, razor and can of shaving foam.
“Spread a towel on the sofa and lie back on it.” I told her.
She lay back along the length of the sofa, her knees bent and her legs wide apart. I stood for a moment, just looking at her young, damp pussy and was surprised to find myself becoming aroused by the sight.
“Clasp your hands behind your neck” I instructed her. “That is how Master will expect you to lie or stand unless instructed otherwise.”
I took the can of foam and sprayed a generous amount on my hands; I began to massage it gently into the soft mound of hair that was surrounding X’s pussy. I heard her gasp as my hands caressed her most sensitive area. I could feel my own pussy become increasingly wet and my clit beginning to throb as I touched my beautiful young slave. I reached for the razor and very carefully began shaving the hair from X. It didn’t take long before I had removed it all and rinsed and dried her. Lying there with her newly shaved cunt X looked irresistible and I knew that I just had to taste her sweet, wet pussy. I took her hand and led her through to the bedroom, laying her back on the bed in the same position I had laid her in to shave her. I lay on my stomach between her legs, placed my hands on her inner thighs and gently pushed them apart. Leaning forward I tentatively placed my tongue on the lips of her pussy and tasted her juices; I had never tasted a woman before and was very turned on by what I was experiencing. She tasted so good. I pushed my tongue deeper inside her and began to slowly and firmly lap at her pussy, letting my tongue flick against her clit. X let out a long, deep moan which just served to spur me on; I put my whole mouth over her hot cunt and began to suck hard on her hard little clit. X began to writhe strongly, pushing her thighs against my hands, which were still forcing them apart. To her credit she managed to remain in the position I had put her in with her hands behind her neck despite the fact she was coming increasingly close to a powerful orgasm. I slowed things down a bit and began to probe inside her sweet, wet hole with my tongue; I licked up her juices and gently bit on her pussy’s lips. When I felt she couldn’t take much more I put my lips around her clit again, and gently holding it between my teeth sucked her to an incredible climax. She screamed and writhed and bucked against me, her whole body shaking as she came before she fell back exhausted and limp on the bed. I was going to enjoy having X as my slave I decided!

11.
Time was getting on and I needed to have X ready for Master’s imminent return. The first thing needed was a shower. Finding X in the state I had left her in would mean certain punishment for me. I set the shower running and ordered X to stand in there, arms and legs wide apart. I soaped up a sponge and began to carefully wash her down, explaining to her all the time what I was doing, as this was how I would expect her to bathe me when requested to do so.
I moved the sponge all over her body, covering her with a rich lather of bubbles. When it came to her most intimate areas I used my soapy hands to clean, being careful to be thorough, as I knew Master would wish to inspect her later, without arousing her, or me for that matter, too much again. I took the shower head and rinsed the bubbles from her, then used it to wet her hair; she tipped her head back obligingly, causing her full young breasts to be thrust forward. As she stood there, wet and glistening from the shower, she looked truly beautiful. I knew I mustn’t get distracted though; I had a job to do for Master. I poured shampoo into my hand and began to lather her long blonde hair. When it was rinsed I turned off the shower I took a large towel and wrapped it around X, gently rubbing her dry. Master had always been a loving and caring Master to me and I hoped I could be the same to X. I had often heard Master say you could only get the best from your slaves by making them feel loved and them wanting nothing more than to please you; I knew that he was right.
When X was warm and dry I instructed her to kneel as I had earlier shown her.
“From now on X” I explained “you will only wear skirts not trousers, and you will never wear panties. Master and Mistress must have free access to you at all times. Is that understood?”
“Yes Mistress.” X mumbled.
“You will speak clearly when Mistress asks you a question” I reprimanded her. “Now, what did you say?”
“Yes Mistress.” She spoke clearly this time.
“Good” I praised and smiled down at X. “Now get yourself dressed and I will be waiting for you in the lounge. You have precisely 10 minutes. If you are a moment longer you will be punished on Sunday with ten strokes of the cane for every minute you are late. Now go and get ready.”
I could see a look of panic in X’s eyes and could see she was desperate to speak but didn’t dare question me. I decided on this occasion to be merciful as Master was to me when I first began my training.
“Is there something you wished to ask me X?” I said.
X hesitated for a moment then spoke. “I don’t have a watch Mistress; I will not know when 10 minutes is up.”
“Then you’d better hurry” I replied, and with that I left the room to wait in the lounge.

12.
Twelve minutes later X arrived in the lounge. I did not tell her how long she had been, or that it would mean an extra twenty strokes of the cane come Sunday. I thought it would do her good to worry about it until then, wondering how much of a caning her virgin behind would receive! It would also serve as a good reminder that a good slave must always be aware of time if they are to serve their master or mistress well.

To be continued………

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On the way home a million things went through Jake’s mind, he was sorta pissed about all the cheating and fucking around Cindy had been doing. However the part that bothered him the most, was how turned on he was about it. He use to be the real jealous type, but not anymore, in fact just the opposite. Nothing he found out tonight really bothered him deeply, in fact he was really looking forward to reliving a lot of Cindy’s adventures with her sooner or later as she confessed what she had done. However first, he was gonna have fun with her tomorrow. This was too easy to pass up. When they got home he carried Cindy to their room and put her in bed. He stripped her completely first and flopped onto her back. Damn she looked good, Jake had already came 4 times in the last few hours. Twice in Cindy and then twice in her friend, Carla. That being said his dick still began to grow as he watched his beautiful wife lay there naked. He had grabbed a beer for himself when he walked in the door and just finished it. He couldn’t pass up this opportunity. First he spread Cindy’s legs apart and entered her nice little pussy, she was still wet and loose, and she softly moaned as he entered her. However, that’s not what he really wanted. He slowly slid in and out of Cindy as her body matched rhythm subconsciously just doing what was natural even though she was still out of it. Once his cock was rock hard and good and lubed up thanks to Sin’s pussy, Jake rolled her over on to her tummy. He placed a pillow under her hips at her waist so that cute little perky butt of hers was up in the air, ripe for the picking. He then lined his dick up with her tight little ass hole and slowly and deliberately entered her. She instinctively reached back to slow or stop him, but Jake just took both her arms and stretched them out in front of her as he laid down on top of her and slid all the way in. Cindy moaned, still not waking up. Jake loved fucking Cindy’s ass, they did it a lot when she was younger, now just here and there every couple years when she’d get really drunk or on special occasions. Well tonight was definitely a special occasion. Jake had just found out his princess was really the dirty whore he always joked about. Jake had reached around and found Cindy’s little clit which was swollen from the nights events and started rubbing it round and round driving her crazy as he continued to drill her ass. Cindy always tried to play the good girl, but she had admitted to Jake in the past how much she liked being fucked in the ass, part of the reason was because it made her feel like a dirty slut and she liked it. She was only partially awake, her mind was still out of it but her body was definitely awake. Cindy was starting to get louder with each thrust. Jake could tell she was getting close to another orgasm as he picked up the pace. Suddenly Cindy tensed up and yelled out as Jake could feel his hand working Cindy’s pussy get drenched. That was all Jake needed as he slammed into her as hard as he could and dumped his final load of the evening deep into Cindy’s ass. She tensed up again and let out some whimpers and moans as she came again. Jake covered her up and headed to the shower.

Cindy woke up around noon, she hadn’t slept that late in years. She noticed right away she was naked. The next thing she noticed was how sore she was, mainly her pussy Rus Escort and her ass. She noticed Jake was not in bed with her and wondered where he was. Normally he would have woke her up by now wanting to fuck. He never let her sleep in that late without trying to get some. Then it hit her like a hammer… The events of the night before started to come back in pieces. The club, dancing with that kid, “Mark”, she thought his name was. Making out with him, him getting her off under the table, her playing with his cock…. And then she was floored. She remembered Carla walking her out to the SUV and what happened after that. She started to not feel good as the guilt hit her. “I fucked that guy in the back of Carla’s Escalade.”, she reached for her neck and felt a welt. She jumped out of her bed and pitter-pattered naked across their room to her dresser and looked in the mirror. There was no way Jake didn’t see that when he picked her up, or at the very least when he brought her home and undressed her for bed. No wonder he didn’t wake her up this morning, he was probably pissed. Cindy then looked over at her pile of clothes on the floor and picked them up. Her dress and bra, but no underwear. She touched her waist as she remembered the feel of Mark’s blade against her leg as he cut them off of her. She sat down on the corner of her bed and put her face in her hands as she bent over and tried to find a way out of this mess she created. As she looked down at her lap she could see the dried remains on the inside of her thigh from last nights adventure and she started to cry. She had no idea what was going to happen now…. Cindy slowly got up and walked towards their master bath. She turned on the hot water in their huge tiled 2 person shower. She stepped into the water and let it’s cleansing properties run over her dirty body. She removed the head from the wall and proceeded to clean herself all over allowing the massaging jets to do their job. Last nights events were not completely clear yet it came back to her in pieces and flashes. She distinctly remembered fucking Mark, twice in the back of Carla’s ride, but then everything gets fuzzy. She remembered Jake and Carla walking her to his truck, but after that she was in and out of it. She remembered holding onto someone as they went down on her, but it couldn’t have been Jake or Mark because they had a lot of hair and they were both shaved or close to it. Then again she could have been dreaming, it didn’t make sense. She figured she would call Carla once she got out of the shower and cleaned up. For now though she just enjoyed the hot refreshing water as she let it run over her for another 20 minutes.

Jake never lets her alone when she’s in the shower, normally she would have felt him come in behind her and start to rub her shoulders, “He must hate me.”, she thought. She exited the shower and toweled off. She pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a tea shirt. She thought about makeup, but decided against it. Cindy looked at herself in the mirror and thought to herself,”That’ll have to do for now.”, as she headed out of their room and towards the kitchen hoping there was some much needed OJ in the fridge. She was slowly scanning the house for Jake as she made her away across the living room. When she opened the door to the refrigerator her heart sank as she read Sincan Escort the note taped to a new bottle of orange juice. It read,”Carla called, needed a ride out to get her Escalade, you obviously couldn’t do it so I volunteered. We need to talk when I get back. -J”.

“Fuck!”, Cindy said out loud. She went looking for her phone to call Carla to minimize the damage and possibly save their marriage.

“Hell-Hello?”, Carla answered sounding strange. Cindy figured Jake might still be there and that’s why she was acting weird.

“Are you still with Jake?”

“Yep, uh-huh…”, Carla responded as she trailed off.

“Good, she’s trying not to let Jake know it’s me.”, Cindy thought. “So has Jake said anything? Asked anything about last night?”

“Uh-huh… A little, more, I mean yea… Some.. Hey, I’m.. Uh, kinda busy… Right now. C-can I call you back later,”, Carla responded.

“Yea, okay, just try to do damage control if possible.”

“Yeah… Damage control… I’m working on… Uh, I’m working on that right now.”, and Carla hung up throwing her phone at her nightstand as it bounced off her lamp and hit the floor. “Fuck me Jake, you couldn’t slow up and let me talk to Sin for a minute? Fuck that cock feels good, fuck… Harder… Fuck me harder!!”

“Damn that pussy feels good Carla, your gonna be my regular hook up when I need it and Sin’s not around!”, as Jake slapped her ass which made her yipe. “Fuck, you really are a slut! How can you sit there on the phone and talk to your best friend while her husband fucks you from behind? You must really like this cock I’m giving you don’t you whore? Huh? Answer me slut or I’ll take it away!”, as Jake slowed down and started to pull out.

“Yes Jake! I love that cock! Don’t take it away from me Jake! I’m your whore now Jake! You own that pussy now, my ass is yours! I’ll do whatever you say! Just don’t stop fucking me, Please!”

‘Wham’, echoed through the room as Jake slapped Carla’s big ass agin. “Thats right bitch and don’t you forget it either! This ass is mine and I’ll tap it whenever I want!”

Cindy hung up and thought about how lucky she was to have a great friend like Carla. She decided that she’d do some cleaning around the house to occupy her time till Jake got back.

When Jake was done with Carla he headed home. He had fucked her good, and when he finished this time he shot it all over her face. To say she was a mess when he left was an understatement, but he was okay with that. As far as Jake was concerned this changed nothing between him and Carla. He still didn’t trust her or like her, but he did LIKE to fuck her. So he thought this new arrangement would work great, for now anyway.

Cindy thought she was handling everything okay, that is until she heard Jake pull up. She started freaking out and ran back to the bedroom. Jake entered shortly after.

“Did you take care of Carla baby, get her to her Escalade?”

“Yeah, I took care of her.”, Jake said with a smile remembering what she looked like when he left her on her knees covered in his baby juice.

“So, what did you want to talk about baby?”, Cindy said hoping he had no idea what she did last night.

“Well, where to start?? We could talk about that hickey on your neck? Or that kid that was finger banging Sıhhiye Escort you under the table, or the cigarettes. We could talk about the fact that when I picked you up at the bar you had everything on but your panties, or maybe why when I put you in the back of my truck you had a pussy full of cum that was slowly leaking out? We could talk about all of that, what do you think?”, Jake said looking directly at her as she started crying and shaking. He thought about letting her off the hook, but then waited to see what she’d say.

Cindy was unsure what to say. She just sat there looking at him, thinking about how great things have been the last few years and how much she loved him. She stopped crying and wiped her eyes with a tissue. “Jake I love you more than anything, I really do. I don’t know what happened last night, I mean not everything. I remember bits and pieces, but not everything.”, then she looked up at him. “Wait, how did you know about Mar…er, that guy? Did Carla tell you, I can’t believe she’d do that to me!”

“She didn’t have to tell me Sin, I was there, I saw everything.”, he stopped to let it sink in. “Carla texted me early, said you were plowed and told me I better get there quick or you’d be on your back with your legs in the air soon. She was actually looking out for you Sin, didn’t want you to ruin things for us. Can you believe that shit?”, Jake laughed.

Suddenly Cindy’s fear and shame turned to anger and rage, “So you were there?! You saw everything?! You knew how fucked up I was and you let me go out there with him?! You let me FUCK that guy Jake??!? WHAT THE FUCK?! Don’t you love me at all? How could y-“

“Slow down a bit there babe.”

“Slow down? Slow down? Are you fucking crazy?! You gave me that beer, put those thoughts in my head, got me all excited, and then you were there? You let another guy take me out to Carla’s SUV and fuck me?”

“Now that’s not exactly what happened now is it? I believe he was out there waiting on you wasn’t he? Didn’t Carla actually walk you out there?”

“Well, yes, but-“

“….and when you got out there, did you actually see him? Did you talk to him? I mean, I know you sucked him and fucked him, but are you sure it was him? Tell me Sin, didn’t you find it weird that all of Carla’s interior lights were out in her suv?”

Cindy just stared at him putting the pieces together.

“Tell me Sin, do these look familiar to you?”, as Jake pulled her panties that he cut off of her last night right before he fucked her out of his pocket and threw them at her.

Cindy caught them and suddenly it all made sense. “You son of a bitch!”, she exclaimed as she threw them on the floor and stood up. “You let me think all morning that I fucked another guy when it was really you?! You MOTHER FUCKER! I’m going to kill you!”

Jake started backing out of the room, “Now babe… Sin, now calm down…”

“Calm down?! Calm down?! You ASSHOLE! Oh, I’ll show you calm…. Calm down? You want to see calm?”, as Cindy threw her empty cup at him that hit the wall and then skipped across the room bouncing uncontrollably on their hard wood floors.

“Now, hold up a sec baby-“

“Oh, baby, no, you don’t get to call me baby right now, you get to-“

“You know what, you’re right, I don’t think I will call you baby. Instead, why don’t you and I talk about your Chicago trip….a van, a guy named Dave, and oh, yeah, Big Jim?”

Cindy froze in place. She started stammering, “What? Wh? I…I don’t know what-“

“Stop, I heard it from your own mouth last night, stop lying, I was sitting at the bar.”

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I climb out of the car and Mike follows quickly behind me and says, “you know John?” “Make sure to ask him how well I know him tomorrow.” I laugh and walk into the dealership. A girl near the front greets me and I ask to speak to John. I feel Mike’s eyes on me and I can see her look behind me with a weird face directed his way. I just smile at her and she picks up the phone. Before she can dial, Mike offers to walk me to his office.

“Thanks, Mike.” I look at him with a grin and follow his lead. I feel slight moments of recognition as I have seen glimpses of his office space and work area many times on video chat. As we approach his office, the door is open and I see him looking at his phone in irritation and I can’t help but think he is irritated with me. This is likely the longest I have ever gone without replying to his texts. I just couldn’t trust myself to text him because I was so excited. He tosses his phone down hard as Mike taps on the door. John looks up and my heart is pounding and I’m shaking to see him in the flesh. His blue eyes are piercing and the smirk he gives is just so John. I can tell he doesn’t see me fully until Mike steps to the side a bit. I don’t even hear a word they say I just stare dead into John’s face. I swear my pussy has just gushed and clenched with such force I gasped but I continue my stare until I see the wave of recognition on his face. Fuck that look is exactly what I have been wanting, hoping and needing since I planned this trip. I see the shock slip from his face to the biggest smile and watch him stand and move to me. I don’t know what possesses me but my eyes drop to below his belt and I just know he is growing in his pants at the sight of me. John smirks at me again and shrugs laughing and says “what else would you expect?” I smile up at him as he moves closer and say “anything less would have been disappointing.” I don’t realize Mike is still here until John turns and says “get the fuck out.” He turns and leaves instantly. John moves in close placing his hand on my hip. He tugs me flush to him then slides his other hand to the side of my face and then back into my hair tugging my mouth to his.

Our first kiss is so intense. We are all soft lips and slow movements then fast tongues and deep urgency. I have never felt so thoroughly fucked from a kiss alone. My face is scratched by his beard and I pull my hand to tangle in the hair at the back of his neck. I need him so badly. I want my face raw from his kisses and scruff. His hand moves from my hip to my leg and he tugs it up over his hip so his cock is pressing against me. “What the fuck is up with the jeans? You should be wearing a skirt so I can get at you.” I look up at him with a pout. “It’s cold here.” He laughs and kisses me deeply again. His cock is pulsing at my belly and I reach down to hold him in my hand. Through his pants I can feel how rigid his cock is. Feeling the length and girth of it is just what I imagined it to be. We moan into one another’s mouths. I knew it would be this way. After all this time. All this build up. I knew it would be so fucking good.

We are practically fucking against the wall but our clothes are stopping the penetration. “John, now. Right fucking now!” He groans into my mouth and then laughs. “I have a delivery in like 5 minutes.” I take a deep breath and cry a little inside as my clit has never felt so incredibly on fire. “Fine but I’m not ready to leave. I’m staying right here.” He looks at me funny until I walk over to his desk, slide his chair out and get on my knees. “Fuck, Sharon you are going to make me cum in my pants.” “Don’t you fucking dare, that cum is all mine.”

I scoot out of sight and he sits down in front of me. He looks down at me and I smile. “You are so beautiful and sexy on your knees like that.” I smile and redden but put a finger to my lips to shush him. Then I reach up to slide his zipper down. He closes his eyes tightly and I can’t help but thinking he is praying for strength. I snicker inside thinking he has no hope.

I reach in and pull out his cock and then look up to him and say, “I have been dreaming of sucking your cock for so long.” I was right. His cock is exactly what the pictures Yenimahalle Escort and videos showed. A bit longer than I thought, but very thick with an unbelievably pronounced head. I immediately think, “How am I ever going to get this in my ass?!” With that, I open my mouth wide and take him as deep as I possibly can. My full pink lips surround his cock perfectly. His breath catches and he hisses just as a tap sounds on the door. I hear a familiar voice introducing the customer and they sit. I feel the presence just behind me on the other side of the desk.

I hold him in my mouth not moving just yet. I forgot about the delivery that he was talking about. I can’t help but think this will be fun. I want him to acclimate a little before I proceed. After all, I don’t want either of us to get caught.

The customer is an older man. He sounds fairly no nonsense so I’m hoping it won’t take too long. When John begins the process I begin my most powerful skill. Amazing cock sucking. I’ve been told that my lips are made to suck cock, and I would have to agree. I always told him I was good at this and I have no doubt he will love my mouth on him. The truth is I’m good at this because I truly love doing it. The ridiculous puddle between my thighs only confirms it.

I begin by sliding his cock from my mouth. I want to taste him more fully. I run my tongue along his cock slowly as I reach in and cup his balls. Recently, he and I have explored the thought of me playing with his ass. I was very surprised when he told me about his bisexual fantasies. I can hear John’s voice catch but he recovers so I continue. My tongue dances along his hot flesh and I am thrilled to taste his dripping pre cum as it pools around the tip of his cock. As I look, I can’t believe how hard and veiny his cock is. It feels like it could explode in my mouth at any time. I flick my tongue inside the tip of his cock and taste more of his delicious pre cum. I continue cupping John’s balls tightly and then slide my wet tongue down his shaft then engulf his cock in my mouth. I hear him hiss and then the man asks, “you alright over there?” John thinks fast and says “yeah just a bad back.”

My mouth moves up and down his cock now. Working my finger down his balls finding the soft skin just behind them. My tongue sliding and flicking as I do. I make sure my saliva is keeping him nicely lubed as my mouth pleasures him. I hold John firm with my lips and suck hard. His thick cock throbs hot and hard in my mouth. I need to slow down or he will cum soon. I remove my mouth and replace it with my hand. I hold him tight just how he likes it and lean down to lick and suck his balls. One thing I’ve learned over the years is that when John rubs his own cock for me, he always squeezes his cock very hard. I hear him hiss again but keep moving forward with whatever the hell he is doing up there.

I keep up my assault on John’s most delicate parts. Licking, sucking and stroking with all the pleasure I can give. I am in heaven and hell at the same time. So intoxicated by sucking him off but tortured and in need of being filled. My pussy is screaming for it. I can feel that I have soaked through my thong panties. It even feels like my jeans are now soaked. Bent over under his desk like this has my thong pulled tight against my pussy lips. My clit is smashed against my thong creating a wetness that my clothing can’t handle. I keep my focus to his perfect cock and put my mouth back over him. I suck hard and deep and intense now. I push his cock as deep as my current position will let me and feel myself start to gag. Knowing that the old man is sitting just a few feet from me I pull back quickly but, I realize I need this. I can’t stop and won’t stop until I have my prize. I squeeze his balls again. Working my hand deeper, hoping he is getting close. I close my lips tight around his cock and suck with everything I have. John winces and his cum floods in my mouth. His fist pounds on the desk and I’m a little worried but unable to focus on that as I have to swallow the large load of his gooey cum. “Man your back must be really bad there, John” the old man says. “You should see someone about that.” John is silent for a second and I’m nervous as fuck. Once I’ve swallowed all of him I let him fall from my mouth. I quietly catch my breath as he finishes Ulus Escort up the deal. After I see he has softened, I reach up and put his cock back in his pants and slowly zip them up. I sit worriedly on the floor until he is done, hoping he isn’t mad at me.

When the deal is done John and the man stand and I believe shake hands. He thanks John and as he moves to the door I hear him say “oh and John, I think she might be a keeper.” I hear John laugh “you think?!” The tension leaves my body and I’m less worried now.

John remains standing at his desk. “Okay sexy, I think it’s your turn naughty girl.” I climb out from under the desk and I say “yes, please. I just can’t sit any longer.” I reach between my legs and can feel the wet spot. My pussy has never been this wet. I can only imagine how creamy it is. He looks me up and down and says “You look sexy as fuck. All flushed and horny. My cum on your mouth.” He reaches up and swipes my lip. I grab his wrist and suck his finger clean. “No more Sharon. I get to do the sucking next.”

He pushes me to sit on his desk and I whimper. I am so needy and buzzing and losing my mind with need. John pulls my top up and admires the bra that he loves so much but quickly pulls the cups down and gets his mouth on me. Before his lips make contact, I see how hard my nipples are. I can’t believe it. They look longer than normal and have become so hard that they look like rocks sat on top of my tits. I have never been particularly satisfied from having my nipples sucked but right now I’m losing my mind. It sends electric shock to my pussy, ass, toes and lips. I feel my pussy flood and my asshole clench from his sucking. I clamp my hand to the back of his head holding his lips to my nipple that seems to be getting harder. He sits back down in his chair and pulls me to his lap sucking, biting and nibbling first one of my tits then the other. I know he can feel how hot and wet my pussy is. I’m starting to fear leaving a wet spot on his dress pants. John keeps up the assault on my tits and I know I am moaning and whimpering. His hands make their way to my back and then down to grip my ass. He squeezes my ass tight and then slides one hand down the back of my jeans. He slows his sucking when he realizes how wet I am. He can feel the dampness on my thong and jeans. He groans and pushes me off of him. “Turn around.” I do as I’m told and made to put my hands up as if I am under arrest. “Put your hands on my desk and bend over.” Again I comply quickly.

John reaches around and unzips my pants. He pushes his hand inside and feels how dripping wet my pussy is. His head rests on my shoulder for second. “You are soaked.” “Yes, baby.” He slides his hand out and pushes my pants down to my ankles in one move. He steps back admire my ass, round and thick. It’s wide and soft. Perfect for a good ass fucking. My knees nearly buckle when I feel his breath on my ass just as he leans into kiss my ass cheek. He keeps kissing all over my ass until I am breathless. I find myself leaning over more as he kisses down my cheeks and over the crack of my ass. His hands squeeze and knead my ass as he kisses and sucks every inch of my butt. As I’m bent, I open my legs slightly and hear him hiss. “What the fuck you naughty girl.” I laugh and clench as I realize he has discovered surprise number one. Between my ass cheeks he sees a perfect sparkling jewel. Yes, the princess plug we have talked about. He gently applies pressure to the plug wiggling it and I whimper. “John, please.” “Enough of this I need to taste that pussy and fuck it now. Bathroom is around the corner. Go and I will be right there.”

I pull up my pants quickly and leave his office. I am not surprised when I run into Mike as I could see him watching the last few minutes of my time with John. I smile as our eyes make contact. I shift my eyes down past his shirt and tie to his pants. The old saying that black guys have giant cocks is confirmed by the bulge in this kids pants. He looks at me and points to the restroom. I wink and on the way by I slide my hand over his crotch giving him a long hard squeeze. He sighs and as I pass I say, “Maybe you can have a turn soon!” A moment later I am at the Men’s bathroom. When I’m inside I quickly remove every stitch of clothing and sit on the counter legs up and open. Looking down at the lock on the door I realize I didn’t push it in. I start to think anyone could walk in here and I’d let them fuck me. I’m so fucking horny I decide to leave it unlocked.

A short minute passes and John comes through the door with a look of utter lust on his face to find me in this state. “That’s my girl.” I smile and nod and he kisses me on the mouth before going to his knees. I feel his breath and cold air as he holds my pussy lips wide open. I can tell he is admiring my swollen pussy. As I sneak a look I can see that my pussy lips are very swollen and you can see my pussy has a thick creamy juice flowing out at the bottom of my folds. I also can’t believe how big my clit has become looking more like a small dick than my own clit. John pushes his mouth flush to my pussy and I feel relieved he didn’t waste time teasing me with his tongue. I am so beyond that. I lean back and let him eat my pussy like it’s his last meal. His sucking is delicate and firm at the same time. His tongue is exploring each part of my pussy. John kisses and licks in all the right places. We watch each other intently until I can’t keep my eyes open. His mouth clamps down on my clit as he push his fingers against my plug. He moves his mouth to push his tongue deep inside my pussy. I am so excited to know he loves my taste. I can hear it in the way he’s licking me. John fucks me with his tongue for several minutes and then his tongue makes it’s way down to my ass licking along the plug. I moan a bit and he shushes me softly with a smile. He circles his tongue around the plug and then moves back to my pussy. He starts licking and sucking my clit hard as he slams two fingers inside my pussy. “Fuck yes!” I say too loudly but he pounds inside me and sucks away. It is all too much. I can feel myself squirt on his fingers as I cum against his face. “Oh god baby. Don’t stop” I hold his mouth to me as I buck and shake and cum so hard.

Before I come down from my high he has his pants down and is pulling his now rock hard cock out from his them. Before I have time to put two and two together he pushes his full length of cock in my pussy until his balls slap hard against the princess plug in my ass. The sensation of being filled after so long is so intense. I hold his mouth to me and we sloppily kiss as he fucks my pussy. I feel how soaked I am against the base of his cock. My juices are covering us. I can’t describe how amazing the plug feels when he is fucking me. The pressure and fullness is so good. I want him to fuck me this way every time. In, out, in, out. John pulls all the way back until just his thick cock head is resting at the opening of my pussy and then he slams his full cock back in. I can’t take it and lose my breath. He does this several times before his assault on my pussy quickens.

He grabs my nipples hard as we fuck and then I don’t know why but I say “I showed Mike my tits.” He laughs and says “what?!” “You heard me. I think he liked them. I also grabbed his cock on the way to the bathroom.” You laugh again.“ “He has a really big thick cock from what I could feel.” As I tell John this I can feel the lust in him picking up. I don’t think John sees that I’m picking up on this so I decide to press the issue a bit further. “Can you imagine how hot it would be to have a big thick cock here for us to play with?” John’s grunts tell me everything. His pounding is intense. I fuck into him as he pounds away. I am in so much pleasure I feel a constant gushing and clenching inside. I reach down and rub my clit. The pressure in my ass and pounding in my pussy combined with rubbing clit is so good that I begin to cum again. “John, yes!” He puts his hand over my mouth and jackhammers into me as I cum and clench and soak his cock. I am sure my pussy is squeezing the life out of him because he cums soon after, pouring his cum deep into me. I am boneless and limp on the counter. John slides out of me and I put my hand to my pussy to feel his cum drip from me.

I know he needs to finish up at work so I pull my clothes on. His cum sliding out of me. He puts himself back together and finally asks. “How long are you here?” “All week baby.” His smile is wicked and I love it. I grab my purse off the hook and pull out my extra room key. “Hilton Room 7247. But you can only come if you do something for me.” I slide my hand into my bag and pull out my second surprise. “You have to be wearing this.” I hold out my hand for him to see the small, black butt plug. I twist the end and the buzz sounds. He looks into my eyes and says. “Anything you want.”

I smile and kiss him deeply. “See you soon.”

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When I wrote the first part of this story, the opening lines were absolutely true. I had never been beaten at school before that time and certainly never at home. After being caned (exactly as in the story and for that exact offence) I did not experience Corporal Punishment again at that school. It was a couple of years later when I was a pupil at the Grammar school that I was subjected to another ‘whacking’, this time getting 4 with the slipper on my bottom for writing on my desk in a geography lesson… but I digress…..

The caning I received from MIss Clark did really shock me and the memory has remained with me in absolute clarity ever since. In adult life, I have imagined the sort of events which took place in the previous story many times, but have only now got round to writing about it. Curiously, writing this story actually made me quite excited and so I decided to write this sequel in which a sort of logical conclusion is reached. After all looking at some of the photo sets, commonly available on such sites as XNXX, it is not so rare to find teenage boys servicing much older ladies……. is it? Looking back on those distant events, Miss Clark WAS a spinster and certainly used her cane everytime she had an excuse to use it and it may well have been the case that she DID derive sexual gratification from it….. she may even have used it on herself in the privicy of her own home…….. after all, I don’t know that she didn’t…….. and that’s all the excuse I need for this!

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When Pete, Charlie and myself made our way down our former teacher’s driveway and jogged back to school, I knew that I should have to return to her house. It was when we’d returned to school, and discussed the afternoon’s events in the changing rooms and when we were in the showers, that I made up my mind that I’d go back as soon as we’d gone our separate ways home. I knew I wasn’t expected home until mid evening as I frequently stayed late on games days to chat with team mates. So it was that a couple of hours after leaving that particular house on that housing estate, I found myself once again walking up the path to the front door.

I rang the doorbell, and after a minute or so, the door opened and once again I looked into the eyes of my former teacher. Those eyes registered a mixture of fury and fear as she saw me and she tried to slam the door shut but I jammed my foot in the doorway and grabbed hold of the open edge of the door.
‘What do YOU want?’ she asked, ‘just go away and leave me alone’, and then glancing to the side and behind me, ‘are you on your own this time?’ I assured her that I was and she relinquished her hold on the door and let me push it open.

She was standing in the hallway in a sort of pink, knee length, satiny bath robe which she belted up tighter as she saw me looking at it. Leaving the door open, she turned her back on me and walked into the lounge. I followed her. The curtains were still closed although it was still quite light outside. We stood awkwardly together in the middle of the room. She indicated that I should sit down.
‘After you, Miss Clark’ I said politely. She looked at me with a strange expression on her face; almost a smile but Tandoğan Escort not quite,
‘Talk sense, Richard; it’s not something I shall be wanting to do for some time… and I thought we got onto first name terms, this afternoon’. I really didn’t know what to say to this!

She turned her back to me and lifted the bath robe, leaning slightly forward with her legs together. She pulled the robe up to her lower back. ‘Take a look at your work’ she said, and I could hear that much of the strain had gone from her voice. To a small degree, she had taken control of the situation.

‘Let me ask you something’ she said, ‘this afternoon, when you were beating me, I got the impression that you became aroused…….. you had a ‘hard on’……. I think you call it… was that so?’

I nodded my agreement and as it was getting apparent, I admitted that it was starting to happen again.

She then started to tell me something which astounded me at the time but which now in later uears I accept as quite normal. It also meant that I grew up considerably in the next hour or so, although I already thought myself quite mature!

She began by asking me if, when I had been beaten by her back in junior school, I experienced any sexual feelings. I told her ‘No’ and said my only reaction had been one of total fear. She asked me if I’d been beaten at the school I now attended and when I told her ‘Yes’ she became very attentive and asked me for details. She also asked if I’d experienced any form of arousal at these punishments and I’d told her ‘No’. I told her of the times I’d been caned and slippered (all punishments at my senior school were administered on the trousered bottom with either a slipper… a very thinly soled gymn shoe… or a cane). As I told her of my canings and slipperings I could see that she was much more than casually interested and further noticed that she was pressing her thighs together as though she was desperate for the toilet.

When I had finished telling her of my beatings since her days, she began to tell me things which made my penis stiffen between my thighs and I had to lean forward on the sofa to conceal it. She told me that twenty five or so years previously, she had had a ‘boy’ friend who had enjoyed being beaten. More than ‘enjoyed’ it, he had needed it and they had conducted a ritual when together, of her treating him as a schoolboy and severely beating him, usually on his bare bottom. This had caused him to be massively aroused and sometimes had orgasmed before they had had a chance for him to penetrate her. I couldn’t believe she was telling me this! She had discovered a need to beat him and been happy to oblige. He had never asked for a role reversal and she confessed that until that afternoon she had never realised how strong that submissive role had been latently there within her.

She confessed that there had been times when she had caned someone and had come home and brought herself off just thinking about it and sometimes, she had hit herself with a stick or slipper or something to try to bring these feelings on, but it had just not been the same. That afternoon, however had been a revelation, but it had taken a long time for her to realise it and her first reaction had been to want to get me into Tunalı Escort a position where she could reduce my backside to bloody shreds.

I asked her how she felt at that moment and glancing down at me sitting on the edge of the sofa, she asked me how I felt. When I didn’t immediately answer or look up, she pushed me back on the sofa and lifted my hands from my crotch, revealing a throbbing bulge in my trousers. ‘I should imagine, that’s painful’ she said.

For answer, I got to my feet and grabbing her hand pulled her towards the staircase and dragged her upstairs. I already knew where her bedroom was and it didn’t take long to find the bathroom, where I found a large bath towel which I placed on the bed. Pulling her into her bedroom, undoing the robe, taking it off and dropping it on the floor, I pushed her face down on the towel and having collected a jar of cold cream from her dressing table and removed my shoes, grey flannel trousers, tie, shirt and socks, knelt on the bed beside her.

I gazed for a long minute at the swollen and bruised buttocks and upper thighs; at the ridged welts where the cane had impacted on her cheeks; at the angry broad crimson stripes where the belt had cut her; at the blood suffused patches where hairbush and leather soled slipper had beaten her and at the stray flecks of blood still scattered across her rump even though I imagined that she must have showered during the time she’d been alone following our departure. I looked at her hands each having received six strokes of the cane which had produced swollen fingers and wondered how she’d managed to unclip her suspenders from her stockings and undo her bra when we’d gone.

I had a sudden urge to see her breasts and rolled her onto her back. She didn’t complain although the pain was probably excrutiating. Her breasts were quite large and heavy, probably in the region of 40DD and her nipples and surrounding skin, dark brown in colour. I couldn’t help but notice that these nipples were like rock hard bullets straining from the breasts as if they wanted to fly up to the ceiling. I was surprised at her forest of very dark brown pubic hair, the same as that on her head, as I’d more or less assumed that she dyed that, but unless she was remarkably thorough in this field, I saw that it all must be natural. She reached up and took hold of my cock through my underpants and I almost lost control, but I pulled back and stepped out of my pants and rolled her back on her stomach again.

I dipped my fingers in the cold cream and smeared some onto her bottom and started to caress it into her flesh. Those glowing orbs soon began to glisten in the light from the bedside reading lamp which I had switched on. The small amount I had started with soon became absorbed and I gave her a second helping, some of which found its way between her buttocks making it necessary to put my fingers down there and knead it into the flesh between arsehole and cunt. My fingers must have strayed at times into areas of greater sensitivity judging from the convulsive jerks from her body and sharp intakes of breath.

I took another two fingers full and applied it directly to her widely gaping cunt, which even before the cream application was glistening stickily and I could smell that musky Türbanlı Escort cunt odour I’d experienced while I was beating her. I applied the cream between inner and out labia and finally moved a cream laden finger inside her vagina. Judging by her reaction, I think it had been years since anyone had finger fucked her and by the size of her cunt I think she’d been using a very large dildo indeed! I was able to push three fingers inside her with ease. Moving my fingers up to her clit almost caused her to leap off the bed but I held her down and with her thighs straining and her legs apart I rubbed her a little across that hard little pink bud.

I had fucked my girlfriend many times but she had never let me fuck her up the arse but this was an experience I was determined to have this afternoon. I told Edith what I wanted and she raised no objections. I think that this was not probably her first time at this activity!

Recovering some of my domination from the afternoon, I ordered her onto her knees and having smeared a large dollop of cold cream onto my right forefinger, I inserted it to the knuckle up her anus and reamed it round and round. I creamed the middle finger as well and inserted both into her bottom and then having smeared even more on the shaft and head of my cock proceded to insert it through the ring of muscle which was her sphincter and push it up her arsehole. I reached underneath and frigged her clit in time with my thrusts inside her rectum. My other hand either pawed at her breasts and nipples or grabbed her swollen bottom and dragged the nails across her buttocks.

I could feel myself on the verge of cumming so I pulled out and quickly placed myself across the width of the bed so that I could push the head of my cock into her mouth. She wasn’t expecting this so I grabbed hold of a fistful of her hair and jerked her head back and when my cock slid into her open mouth I rammed her head forward so that the glans must have bounced off her tonsils. She did actually gag and struggled briefly because that cock had just come out of her own arsehole, but I was too strong for her and anyway after half a dozen or so thrusts I came, spurting my thick creamy juces down her throat in three or four spasmodic jets. She swallowed it all. Either that or suffocate.

Afterwards we lay together until I noticed the time and said I had to run for the bus as I was now going to be very late home. She asked me if I would shower with her and I did this and then we both got dressed. I noticed that she wore no knickers and put on very loose clothing!.

She got her car out and sitting on a soft cushion (!) drove me to my parents’ house on the other side of town, stopping at the end of the street rather than outside the house. Before I got out she asked if I intended to tell the others what had happened after school. I assured her that I wasn’t. She asked if I was going to tell others whom she had taught where she lived. I assured her that this was also not going to happen. I asked her if she was going to tell my Head Master how I had spoken to her. She told me that if anyone was going to cane me in the future, it would be her and I told her that if she tried those sort of tricks, I would give her a thrashing which would make the afternoon’s adventures seem like a light tapping. I promised her at least 100 strokes of the cane in addition to the slipper, belt, wooden spoon, ruler hairbrush and anything else which took my fancy.

Her answer was one word, ‘When?’

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Her name is Sabrina Vasmerie. She was a thick chick with smooth pale skin, long black hair, deep blue eyes, with nice D tits with lightly brown nipples. The best part of her I’d the fact she has a really nice round ass.

Beep….beep…beep. Sabrina rolled over and shut off the alarm. “Ugh damn alarm I was in the middle of a good dream” she thought to herself. She heads to the bathroom to take a shower. As she hops in the shower she realizes her soft clean shaved pussy was dripping. That’s when the dream rolls back into her thoughts.
She remembers it all began with her setting at a guys house that she meet at the grocery store. He was a tall well built black guy, she was dressed in a pink mini skirt, black under the boob corset with her prefect tits hanging out with her nipple preiced. With 6 inch hot pink heels. As he walked back over to the couch, she noticed his huge bulge in his pants..
“God that’s hot” she moaned as warm water ran over her shoulders down her chest over her mound. She starts to move her hand down to her sweet little pussy, she sides one finger into the wetness. As she groans she pulled back to that dream.
As the guy sit down she leans over and start to make out heavy with him. He reaches up and starts fondling her nice big tits, she moans a little as he pinches nipple. Making her pussy juices just flow. Pinching her nipple was one of her biggest turn ons. He moves Rus Escort down her chubby little stomach to her juicy slit. She leans forward and start to bite he’s ear from the pleasure of his fingers exploring her around her clit. Her breathing get heavier as his big fingers slid into her. As her mind is buzzing from the pleasure. She couldn’t take it anymore and wanted his big throbbing cock.
She’s never had a huge black cock before only seen it in porn. So as she unzipped his pants and pulled down to unveil his monster cock. She was a little shocked to see how large the It was . As she looked at it she could see his nuts were snug and tight. The shaft she could barely put her hand around it was so big. She leans forward and starts to lick from the bottom of the shafts all the way to the tip. Swirling her touge around his tip making him twitch with every swril. Sabrina finally worked up the nerve to go down on him. He moaned very loud and grabbed her hair pulled on it. Her mouth full of cock she couldn’t breath he was so large. As she tired to pull away to catch her breath, he bucked in her mouth. Finally getting a chance to get off his cock and breath. He didn’t even hesitate he rolled her over the egde of the couch and shoved his whole cock into her soaking wetting pussy.
As she thought of that huge cock going into her pussy she let out a loud moan in Sincan Escort the shower as she stuck three finger in her pussy. She was now fingerings her pussy fast and hard, dreaming of it being that fat black cock in her. As she fingers herself the dream keep flooding back.
As she is lying on her stomach feeling every inch go in. Loving the feeling of her puss being stretched out. “OH MY GOD YOU’RE SO BIG” she screamed at the top of her lungs. She could feel him finally hit the back of her stretched out pussy. She let out a loud moan as he pulled back out. “Fuck me, Fuck me with that fat cock of yours” she yelled into the couch cushion. He moved his hips faster and faster, making her moan louder. Fucking fast his hand moves down to her little asshole. He licks his thumb and rubs it down on her asshole. She gives out a little high pitch moan.
She pulls her fingers out of her now drenching wet pussy. She begins to rub her asshole. She loves rubbing her ass, she loves it up the ass. She never tired to take a huge cock in her but she want to so bad. Turning the hot water up she slides two fingers in her ass, Letting out moan. ” god its been to long since I’ve had a cock in my ass” she moaned. She begins to think again from all the pleasure what that cock would feel like in her tight little ass.
She begins to moan and push back. “Fuck my ass, please Sıhhiye Escort fuck my ass” begging for it. He pulls out of her now stretched pussy, move the tip of his dick around her ass. He slowly puts the tip in. She twitches as the head of his cock pops into her ass. “God damn you have a huge cock” she thought to herself. Slowly she can feel the rest of the fat cock just spreading her ass cheeks. Her hole body shook when his balls slapped against her pussy. “Oh fuck” she moaned out load. “Fuck my ass slow baby” she tells him between gasps. Pulling his cock out nice and slow, then slowly pushing it all the way back in her ass. She grabs the edge of couch feeling that huge cock spreading her tight little ass. He continues to slowly side that cock in and out. “Fuck my ass like you would Fuck my pussy” she tells him as she takes her hands and spreads her ass cheeks further apart. He starts to really pick up the pace.
She start to finger her ass faster the hot water running down her chest. She starts to feel weak in the knees as a powerful orgasm comes over. She let’s out loud scream and begins to cum, thinking of that huge cock fucking her in the ass. Feeling her body vibrant from the orgasm, she had to regain her balance so she didn’t fall in the shower.
Sabrina went to her bedroom and laid down to relax after a really good masterbation session. She grabbed her phone to realize, she was going to be late to work. Getting dressed was not a easy task after a orgasm like that. She gets dressed, gets in her car. The dream creepies back into her mind. “I really need a big dick” she whispered to herself. So she runs back into the house and grabs her favorite plug

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Les had given us a nice light breakfast, and asked what we wanted to do today, I smiled and said, more of last night, Grant said me too, with that I slid down and took Les’s cock in my mouth sucking him hard, as Grant went behind me and opened up my brown eye for the day, Les then swapped and lay down, my pussy took him in, as Grant continued to fuck my arse.

After some time, they swapped around, Les taking his time to fuck me, as I sucked Grant’s cock, then I felt Les stiffen, his cock shot baby seed deep in my butt, as he relaxed down onto my back. Grant then asked Les if the dogs would be up for more fun.

As we walked out side, both dogs came over, happy to see us, I took Jake inside and soon his cock was buried deep in my butt, Les’s cum helping him slide in easy, Grant had also got on his knees and the other dog was now helping himself to his arse, as things heated up, we both started to orgasm out loud. we had both taken a few sniff of the poppers, the knot’s now close to going in, as we seemed to edge one another on, I think Grant got knotted first, but we both let loose, orgasm after orgasm now shot though us both, as Les went from one mouth to the other

Jake cum first, his growls letting every one know, as he filled my brown eye with hot doggy cum, it wasn’t long after, Grant’s orgasm telling me he was also feeling the flow of cum in him, As we both lay waiting for the dogs to release their knots, Les said that was a great way to start a day, then as we both got free, I sat over Les’s face splashing him with hot dog cum as Grant bent in front of me squirting his load over us both.

We relaxed for awhile, then very subtly, I asked the guys if they wanted to pee, Les smiled as did Grant, then squatting down they both stood over me, cock’s in hand, warm piss began to flow freely over my face and boobs, washing some of the sticky cum of me,

I had a quick was off under a hose, then as I walked over to the frame, laying face down, let Les know I wanted more, he asked which horse I wanted, Patch would be a good opener,I replied.

Grant held the popper’s for me, as Patch was walked up to the frame, I knew Les would be giving him a sniff of the mare’s scent again, as Patch snorted and jumped up. his cock bashing around above my back, Grant then gave me another good sniff, as Les aimed Patch’s cock at my cum soaked butt, I screamed a bit as he pushed in, eager to fuck me again. Patch’s cock moved back and forth, gaining entry more and more on each thrust, with about 12 inch’s in me, Grant gave me a real good sniff, just as Les gave Patch another whiff of the mare’s scent.

I was lucky the poppers kicked in, as all his cock fucked my butt deep and hard, faster and faser, I was in bliss once more as continuous orgasms raced though me, more poppers and I passed out, Patch’s cock was fully home.

I Tandoğan Escort came too, my butt on fire, but went straight into a orgasm, as Patch used me, his full weight being used to push his cock home, he must have been horny, as he kept going for longer than before, then I felt his cock pulse, he let loose. My body went into a spasm, as his cum filled my bowels, pain once more flooded my mind, as the pressure built up, then another orgasm, released the pain, and the pleasure once more took control, then he pulled back, my butt felt the full force of his cock head being pulled out, made me scream. then the feeling of hot sticky cum raced over my back, I saw Grant cop some on his face, as Patch continued to cum, snorting hard, his cock once more bounching over my back.

Patch moved back, the guys lifted me out of the frame, with his cock leaking cum, he stood by me, I went down licking and sucking his cock in as far as possible, my pussy filled by Les’s cock, Grant came under Patch with me, we kissed sharing cum as we did, then I knew as Grant lay down, what he wanted, I sqatted over him, gallons of horse cum leaked out, covering his face and body. Les still trying to fuck my pussy waited then slide his cock in my arse pushing more cum out.

Les pulled out, but Grant had his arm up straight, my butt went onto it in one. causing another orgasm to rip though me, as Grant began to work my innards with his finger’s.

Les had come around and was face fucking me, then quickly filled my mouth with cum, as I had another orgasm. Grant allowed me to relax, then pulled his fist out, licking the horse cum from his fingers.

With Les’s help, I strapped Grant into the frame, his face showed signs of fear, as he had not really had much anal today, So when Les walked Flame up to the frame, Grant took several huge sniff’s of the poppers, I lubed his butt, now Grant was ready for the onslaught.

Flame was given a sniff of the mare’s scent, and with ease, jumped over Grant, his cock pushing against his butt. the cock head was huge, but Les and I aimed it straight in, Grant jumped and yelled out in pain, as around 10 inchs or more went right in first go, then I gave Grant more popper’s, and Flame began to pound his butt. I love seeing him take a good size cock, but the stallion is huge, last night Grant took him, as did I, and I must admit, I look forward to having him fuck me again later.

Flame was snorting, Les giving him sniff’s of the mares scent, made him fuck Grant harder still, the more scent he gave him the harder his cock seemed to pound Grant.

Then Grant let out a horrendous scream, I looked to see ever inch of Flame’s cock go in his butt, and his balls swell with cum, we watched as Flame’s cock, pushed Grant high in the strap’s, cum oozing Tunalı Escort out as he kept fucking harder and harder, then Flame pulled back, his huge cock head ripping Grants butt as it came out, horse cum splashed ever where, Grant collasped, covered head to toe in cum. Les holding the ropes guided Flame safely away.

Grant had passed out, the pain of the huge cock head pulling thought his hole to much to take. I kissed him and stroked his face, as he came too, a look of total bliss on his face even after the pain, I asked if he was ok, and he nodded yes, Les had pushed his fist into his butt, but as yet Grant had not felt it, as he slowly started to smile.

Then Les pulled his fist out, covered in horse cum and brought it to me, we licked his fingers and fist clean. The taste is differnt to human cum but not to bad, he then slid his cock in my butt to fuck me once more.

It didnt take long, Jake was already up and fucking Grant’s butt, he was still in bliss from Flame’s fuck, but lay still as Jake pounded away at him.

I’m not sure he would have felt Jake’s cock in him by then, but he seemed to be enjoying it. We watched as Jake went flat out for some time, then his knot slipped in, Grant started to orgasm more now, coming out of his daze, as Jake let fly, filling him with more hot cum.

Jake turned back to back, pulling his knot. Grant just lay with cum running out of him, then with a loud plop, Jake broke free. more cum dropped onto the ground. Grant didn’t seem to know what to do, his eyes still glassed, but a very silly contented look on his face told me he was ok..

We all rested for awhile, Grant said that because his butt was still fairly tight, Flame’s cock had more effect on him today, as last night his butt had been fucked and fisted before taking such a huge cock, but he said he was game for more later though.

Les had a small pool, so we went in for a swim, cooling off and cleaning some of the cum from our bodies, then relaxed in the sun whilst having a drink. Jake was still sniffing around, with the other dog, I found out his name was Dfor, D for Dog,, strange but typical farmer humor. So when dfor poked his nose into my pussy I let him lick me out, sending me over the top a few times, before I opened my legs for him to fuck me, his cock slipped in easy, as he built up speed. Les laughed saying how easy I was, meaning as soon as Dfor started to lick me, I gave in to him.

Dfor was fully home now, his knot close to going in, but I held my pussy tight to stop him for now, making him go for longer before he knotted then cum. After a good 20 minutes or so, I opened up, allowing the knot to slip in and I felt it expand as normal. then soon after Dfor let loose, his balls empited a full load right up inside.
My orgasm going strong, Türbanlı Escort as he pulled back. Now it was my turn I held him tight,
I held him in for ages, before he pulled and managed to pop out, the size of his knot felt bigger with the pressure he had been pulling with. Once more I moved over Grant and fed him my pussy juices. the 2 guys then dp’d me before dropping me on my back, and Grant slipping his butt on my fist, as he shot his load over my face and boobs. Les enjoyed eating his cum from my boobs again.

I was now ready for more cock, laying once more in the frame, and feeling the straps being tightened started the juices flowing once more, as Flame was led up and his front legs put in the frame next to me. With several huge siff’s of the poppers I heard Les give Flame his sniff of mare scent, and the assault began. I told Les to put him in my butt once more, as the cock head began to go in, I screamed, it was harder than before, but soon I knew a fair bit had gained entry. Les held him back allowing my butt to get used to his size once more, but Flame was to strong, with one hard push he was in, his cock now tearing me a new hole, as he used me.

I had taken heaps of poppers and still the pain was there, but also I was cumming too, so strange, his cock had a new purpose, to get in as deep as possible, as his legs moved further forward, forcing him deeper still, then I blacked out.

I knew Grant was stroking my face, but my body was in shock, this time the pain, was intense, maybe I was still sore from last night, but another orgasm told me, I was enjoying it. Flame was intent on fucking me as deep as he could, my orgasms kept rolling out, as his cock buried itself deep, then flared up, swelling to a larger than normal size as his cum shot out, my body was over loaded with feelings. as I went into one long orgasm.

I’m sure his cum must push all the way up into my stomach, as there is so much of it, then Flame pulled back, his cock head stuck for awhile inside my arse lips, then he pulled harder, and with a whoosh noise I felt empty once more, his cock shooting cum all over us again, he snorted loudly. Then just as quick he pulled back, and walked off, my butt leaking horse cum as Grant went around this time and fisted me, I felt his fist go in, then things got tighter still, then I heard Les go ‘WoW’ you got both fists in now, I tried to turn to see, but the strap’s held, Grant was now working me hard, I could feel his hands moving around inside, as more orgasms ripped though me.

After some 5 minutes or so, I asked him to take his fist’s out, my butt was to sensitive now, as orgasms shot out. He removed one, taking me down slowly, then after 2 or 3 more orgasms he removed the other. I was content now to sit back and relax. the guys remarked now sexy I looked covered in horse cum, Grant got me to lay with my fist up, his favorite possition, his arse went down to me elbow, as he wanked his cock, it didn’t take long befoee his cum joined Flame’s over me. We lay cuddling, Les asked did we want to come back next week, we both lit up, with big smiles and YES Please

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My name is Lisa I am a 31 year old woman. I am 5 ft. 4 in. tall 190 lbs. so nothing really special. I have a little better than average curves. My breasts are 38 DD, and I have a big round ass. My hair is black and my eyes a deep beautiful blue. My life is routine and nothing out of the ordinary, but all that is about to change.
I load a large suite case into the back of my car and head out to enjoy a much needed vacation in a remote secluded cabin in the mountains. I start the car and put in my favorite CD to start my journey. So far my little get away is great. I have the top down on my car and am really enjoying the wind in my hair as it blows my troubles behind me. I pull up to my cabin for the week thinking it is even more beautiful than in the pictures. I find the key just where the owner said I would in one of those fake rocks by the steps. I unlock the door and explore the cabin. It consists of a large living area open and connected to a small but adequate kitchen, a large bedroom and a luxurious bathroom. It is perfect. I gather my things from the car and start putting them away when I hear a knock on the door. I go to answer it and am amazed at the sight when I see the man standing on the other side. “He has to be almost 7 ft. tall,” I think to myself, and obviously nothing but muscle.
“Hello I am David I stay just down the road a bit. I just wanted to let you know that my dog runs around out here a lot, but he is harmless. He is a hybrid and people in the past have mistaken him for a wolf.” He laughs, “Just don’t want you to get scared by him.”
“Oh ok,” I laugh thinking that was thought full of him. He turns to walk away and then I see, “the dog,” Yenimahalle Escort it truly does look like a wolf I muse as I shut the door back. My stomach growls letting me know I haven’t eaten all day. I check the fridge and sure enough just like the ad had said it was well stocked. It even had a bottle of wine with a bow on top. I pull it out with the fruit tray and move over to the couch with a book. The fruit and wine relax me as I lounge there reading. I soon become drowsy and set the book down. I fall fast asleep unaware that the fruit had been injected with small amounts of drugs to sedate me.
What I didn’t know was that David was the care taker and had been watching and waiting the whole time. He had installed hidden surveillance cameras all over the cabin. He quickly walked the distance between the cabins and used his key to let himself in. He picked my unconscious body up and carried me over to a hidden door that lead to steps going down in to a basement. The floors were cement with a drain in the middle. There were chains hanging from the ceiling and a strange bench like thing along with other devices in the room. There was a bed off to one side and a shower and toilet. He placed me on the bed and locked my hands into cuffs that were fixed in the headboard then tied my legs ankle to thigh. Next he blind folded me, and gaged me before inserting ear plugs. Stepping back he admired his work and my body becoming fully aroused. Striping naked he climbs on the bed slowly running his hand over my body. Not in the mood to wait, he climbs on top of my unconscious body and rams his dick into my unprotected cunt. He Ulus Escort groans at the tightness as he begins to shuttle his dick back and forth into me until he deposits his load deep in my pussy. Slowly he moves away to enjoy the sight of his cum dripping out my stretched hole. He settles in to wait for me to awaken to start the real fun, knowing that before everything is over my pussy and ass will be well used holes for his pleasure and my screams will be music to his ears.
Slowly I start to stir. Dazed from the drugs and very confused I try to move only to find I am bound and helpless. I can’t hear or see anything and I am gaged. “What the hell is going on I think to myself beginning to panic I struggle to get free.
Seeing this David walks over and removes one ear plug to growl in my ear. “For the next few days you are going to be my fuck toy. I will do whatever I want to you and if you want to survive you will not bite or fight me. Do you understand?”
Scared I nod my head yes to let him know that I understood perfectly, but I was not happy about it. I feel him put the ear plug back in and reach behind my head to undo the gag. I feel the bed move as he shifts to straddle my head. I stubbornly hold my mouth closed as his cock touches my lips. He pinches my nose closed until I have no choice. It is either suffocate or open my mouth. When my mouth opens to gasp much needed air he quickly takes advantage and shoves his dick in. He begins to thrust deep into my mouth going into my throat making me gag. Deeper and deeper he goes until I can feel his balls slapping my chin. He holds his dick in my throat starving me for air. I think I’m going to pass out, but then he withdraws and lets me catch a breath before he shoves back in all the way. He keeps repeating this process for what seems like hours but was probably only a few minutes. Finally he pulls out and I sigh in relief until he moves down to my pussy. He licks at my clit a few times until I start to twitch. Then I feel his fingers enter my pussy. Back and forth he pumps his fingers in me getting them nice and wet. He moves his fingers down to my ass and forcefully shoves two deep inside. I scream from the painful invasion, but am helpless to get away as I am bound. Again I feel the bed move as he bends my knees up toward my chest. Scared and afraid I know what is coming next. My fears become reality as I feel his dick rub against my tight little asshole. I tense up to prevent the invasion, but it does no good as he shoves hard making my ass open up to accept him. By this time I am howling in pain begging him to stop. “Please just let me go I won’t tell anyone I swear. God it hurts sooo bad.” About that time he thrust hard again. “Owwweee, please stop!” I scream but he continues enjoying the pain he is causing me purposely entering me an inch at a time. Finally I can feel his balls against my ass, then he pulls out completely only to start the process over wanting to make it last as long as he can. Once my ass loosens up enough that there is little resistance he begins to slam into my ass. My guts begin to cramp from the pressure. I can feel every ridge as it scrapes my intestines. I begin to hope he will hurry up and cum just so I can get his dick out of my ass and some relief from the pressure. About that time I feel him shove into me deeper than ever and hold there as he pumps his cum deep inside my ass. I feel him leave the bed and am grateful for a reprieve. A few seconds later he hold a damp cloth over my nose until I pass out….

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