Blackmail

Fantasm

Blackmailing My Sexy Neighbour

This is a story of Blackmail, Exploitation and Control. If you are not interested, do not read it.
She walked into her bedroom and set down her briefcase. She was finally able to let loose and relax; it had been a long day at the office. She untied her hair and waved through her silky brunette locks with her elegant fingers.
The show was about to begin.
She unbuttoned her grey coat and tossed it aside; revealing a white blouse that I was quite accustomed to seeing. She paused before unbuttoning the buttons of her blouse one by one.
My heart began to race.
She tossed her blouse aside. I particularly liked the bra she was wearing. Lacy black with flowers imprinted. Medium sized, encasing her big beautiful breasts and at the same time pushing them up into perfect position. This bra was no doubt one of the reasons she has such a successful business career.
Next she peeled down her long gray business skirt and hopped out of it. She went with conservative black cotton panties today, though I’ve seen her wear much more “exciting” underwear, nothing could look bad on that prize of an ass.
She bent down to pick up her skirt, I found myself drooling as her beautiful heart shaped ass stuck out.
My eyes followed her intently as she walked around her room hanging up her clothes. She then walked into the bathroom for her nightly shower before bed.
I stepped back from the telescope I had set up in my tree house. I whipped out my rock hard penis and started wanking it intensely. I quickly masturbated to the thought of fucking my smoking hot neighbor Carly Dawn.
My name is David Stone, and call me a stalker or peeping tom if you want, but the truth is that the only thing I have going for me in my life is that a sexy goddess named Carly Dawn lives next door to me and apparently hasn’t heard of curtains.
My life’s been pretty tough since my Dad moved us out here to Boston for economic reasons. Now I was by no means popular back where we lived but since I moved here I haven’t made many friends. My grade 10 year here sucked big time, I’m kind of a pale, nerdy skinny kid and I get picked on a lot. But thank goodness that school is over now, and I have the summer to just relax.
Ms. Dawn came out of the shower; I rushed back to my telescope. She was in a sexy night gown. She got on her bed and started to put lotion on her long sexy legs. After this she decided to get some work done on her laptop.
Ms. Dawn is a 24 year old successful business woman. She is a bright woman so I don’t really believe she sleazed her way to success but I do like to fantasize about her sucking dick for a promotion. I’ve never really talked to her that much other than the odd neighborly conversations. She seemed like a really nice person and always talked to me politely, if only she knew how badly I wanted her.
After staring at her for a while, I decided that she wasn’t just going to magically start stripping for me, so I climbed down from my tree house and headed inside.
I gave my Mom and Dad a smile and said good night as I retired to my room and went to sleep.
For the past few months I had been spying on Ms. Dawn, but it was that Summer that both of our lives changed.
As the summer went on I found that there wasn’t much to do. I was ridiculously bored.
As the summer heat increased so did my horniness, soon just watching Ms. Dawn undress to her bra and panties just didn’t cut it. Some lucky days she would even go for a swim in her backyard pool, but not nearly often enough. I spent endless summer nights hatching plans and theories to fix my needs. My naughty voyeurism had grown into an obsession.
I decided that I needed to see more of Ms. Dawn.
One thing that I had going for me was that I was really good with technology and computers. I went to a local shop I knew of and bought small wireless webcams. They were pretty expensive; I had to take some money out of my Dad’s wallet. The way I thought of it was that he owed me after pretty much ruining my life by moving us out here.
The next part of my plan was the hardest. I had to break into Ms. Dawn’s house. I wasn’t much of a lawbreaker, and the even the thought of what would happen to me if I got caught was enough to make me hyperventilate.
I would wait for Ms. Dawn to leave for work, I would walk up to the back door of her house, and I would chicken out.
This happened 3 or 4 days straight.
I took a week off and let my desperation build up, one night I decided I would do it the next day no matter what.
The next morning I woke up sweating. I peered out my window just in time to see Ms. Dawn’s black Porsche cruise down the road. I got my kit ready.
I waited an hour, just in case she forgot something and had to come back.
She didn’t come back.
I put a ski mask over my face and left the back door of my house. I hopped the fence separating out properties and walked briskly to her back door. I got out my crow bar; ready to break in like they do in the movies.
I twisted the door knob and almost laughed out loud when the door opened. It wasn’t even locked!
I walked in, the whole house smelt like pleasant like perfume or something. The house was very nice, it was a lot bigger than mine. It had beautiful furniture and expensive looking portraits and pieces of art everywhere. But I wasn’t interested in these, I was on a mission. I walked upstairs to her bedroom. I entered her master bathroom, it was huge!
I opened up my kit and took out some of the wireless webcams. I installed one right below her big bathroom mirror, one across from her toilet and one in her shower. The cameras were very small and completely see through except for a small black dot in the middle. I was confident that she wouldn’t see them.
I walked into her bedroom and installed two cameras that gave different views of her bed. Seeing that my work was done I excitedly walked out of her room ready to leave. I walked by her laundry room, and thought to make best of the situation. I scavenged through her hamper. I picked out a few of the smallest and smelliest bras and panties I could find and I left.
I returned home and practically ran upstairs to my room. What a rush! I checked out my computer.
SUCCESS!
I could flick through each of the different cameras, and the clarity was unbelievable, I actually felt like I was still in her room! They were definitely worth the money. I masturbated with one of Ms. Dawn’s thongs and then stashed them under my bed.
Ms. Dawn’s return seemed to take forever but her Porsche finally pulled up into the drive way. As I saw her walk inside, I quickly grabbed a bag of chips and ran up to my computer.
She took a while making her way upstairs but sure enough she entered her bedroom. Then she put on the routine I’ve seen so many times. She relaxed and slowly discarded her blouse and skirt.
Today she was wearing a conservative white bra and white cotton panties. She entered the bathroom. This was what I’ve waited so long to see!
She looked into the mirror; the way the camera was positioned made it look like she was staring right at me. She slowly reached back and unhooked her bra. She caught the bra and set it on the counter. Her breasts looked amazing; I almost fell back on my chair! They were big but at same time nicely rounded. They were positioned beautifully on her chest. Her age allowed for absolutely no sag.
She gave a quizzical look as she took each boob in each hand and seemingly weighed them out. She squeezed each one lightly and started playing with her light nipples.
Looking satisfied she looked down and stepped out of her panties. She had a clean shaven pussy. She set the panties on the counter and walked away. I watched her sexy ass cheeks sway rhythmically with each stride.
She sat down on the toilet
I switched camera views. She started peeing. Now I’m not much of a toilet porn guy but I couldn’t look away. I watched intently as urine flowed from her beautiful pussy.
She cleaned up and entered the shower. She turned on the hot water and turned on the shower, a jet of water hit her head as she started washing her face.
Next she stuck out her chest and let the hot jet wash her bare breasts. She lathered her tits up with soap and started massaging them.
My dick was rock hard; anticipating what was next.
After scrubbing her boobs clean, she washed her toned stomach. Next she started scrubbing her pussy. This sent me crazy as she made sure every crevice of her vagina had been scrubbed.
Next she turned around and let the shower hit her backside. She watched as much of her back as possible then moved on to her glorious ass. After scrubbing the surface of her cheeks she split them apart and soaped up the crease.
After a long hot shower, she turned off the water, stepped outside and dried herself off with a towel.
Next she squirted some body lotion on her chest and started lotioning up her boobs. This sent me over the top, I accidentally jizzed all over the screen!
I quickly cleaned it up so I could watch what this sexy goddess did next. She proceeded putting lotion over her entire body, she took and especially long time on her ass.
Much to my disappointment she decided to cover up and put on her small nightgown that I was so used to.
She walked out to her bed and turned on her laptop and settled into bed with it. I kept watching her. She eventually fell asleep, but still I watched her for hours. I was entranced by her beauty.
Over the next couple of weeks I scheduled my day around her showers and bathroom breaks, she would take a shower in the morning before work and a shower after work. On weekends she would shower only once but would pee and poop quite often, which I grew to enjoy watching.
However I found that instead of satisfying my needs, my obsession grew. The more I saw her the more I wanted her.
Watching her on the computer was still thrilling, but I wanted her to be mine, in real life.
I spent hours thinking of a plan to get her. Then it hit me. Blackmail!
I went on the computer late one night and put together the sexiest shower scenes, undressing and even toilet scenes all into one long and hot video.
Then I prepared an email. It read
“Take a look at this, if you don’t do everything I say this will be unleashed on the internet and you can kiss your business career goodbye.” Then I attached the video and sent it.
I flicked on the camera that was in her bedroom. She was on her laptop. At first she had a quizzical look on her face, then slowly it transformed to horror as she saw the video.
A response came back quickly
“You pervert, you have cameras in here don’t you?”
She got out of bed and started looking around feverishly
I responded
“Smart girl, from the angles in the video you are probably smart enough to know exactly where each camera is. But I advise you if you so much as touch a camera I will leak your rather embarrassing video.”
She checked her laptop and responded quickly
“Ok you win, what do you want? Money?”
I replied
“No darling, I simply want you.”
“You sick fuck, you aren’t getting a piece of this. I’ll take you to court for blackmail”
“Sweetheart, you decide, I know how busy you are. It would probably cost you months of pay to take this to court, not to mention the money to pay the lawyers. One night can make it all go away.”
She thought about it and replied
“Fine, I will give you one night.”
“Good, unlock your front door. Lie on your bed completely nude, tie your hands back with your bra, blindfold yourself and gag yourself with the thong that you wore today. I will be over in 10 minutes,
I watched the camera intently. She was fighting tears. She walked downstairs and returned. She went into the bathroom and grabbed her dirty thong. She stuffed it in her mouth, she used a piece of cloth to blindfold herself, and then she used her bra to handcuff herself.
She got onto the bed belly down and stuck her ass out in the air.
I snuck out of my house and walked up to hers. I quietly opened the door and snuck in. I walked upstairs and into her bedroom.
The sight of her in real life was a hundred times more magnificent then watching her on film. The camera didn’t do her justice.
I was ecstatic. Being a nerdy kid growing up, this was the first naked woman I’ve ever seen, and it was the girl of my dreams!
Her skin tone was delicious; she had a golden aura about her as she was slightly tan giving her a peach color.
As I approached my prize my heart started racing. My cock was already rock hard. All of my planning and scheming had led to this. This was my prize.
As she heard me approach, she squealed, she was understandably frightened. If only she knew how much I loved her, there was nothing I would do to her to hurt her.
I slowly put my fingers on her outstanding ass. This sent a shiver down her body. I massaged her luscious ass cheeks. My dick was actually hurting because it was throbbing so hard.
She was very submissive. To her understanding this would be a onetime thing.
I split apart her ass cheeks and took in a deep whiff of her ass. It was a magnificent aroma. I turned her body around.
There they were. Her perfect breasts; staring at me; begging me to have my way with them. I got on top of her. My dick was touching her pussy through my pants. This sent a jolt through my body.
I took each breast in each palm and started lightly squeezing. She was breathing heavily. I had never felt breasts before. They felt magnificent, so smooth and soft yet resilient in their own way.
I brought my face towards hers and kissed her on the right cheek. Her first reaction was to turn her head away but I was persistent and followed. Then I turned her face and kissed her left cheek.
Then I took the panties out of her mouth with my mouth and spit them aside. I kissed her on the lips. This was my first kiss on the lips. I slipped in my tongue and started exploring her mouth. I pressed her body close to mine; her breasts squeezed against my chest as I French kissed her.
I’m sure I wasn’t a good kisser but I felt electric. I took off my shirt and tossed it aside, I wanted to feel her body against my bare skin.
I withdrew my tongue from her mouth and held her closely. I slid down. I licked her right nipple; this made her shiver. I started suckling her right nipple while playing with the other one.
I put as much of her right breast in my mouth that would fit and started licking and sucking away. Her body squirmed against mine.
Her left nipple stood up, I started sucking it and played with her right breast with my hand. It was all wet from my saliva.
Her breast was so soft in my mouth, I felt like biting it but I didn’t want to cause my sweet heart any pain.
I gave her another kiss on the lips and I decided that I couldn’t wait anymore, I had to have her.
I took off my pants and boxers. I brought my pulsating dick towards her pussy and gently touched the lips. This sent another orgasmic jolt through my body.
I slowly entered her pussy. The feeling was sensational! Her pussy was so warm and wet and tight, my dick felt so at home in it.
I thrust in and out. This was obviously my first time having sex, but I watched plenty of porn so I knew what to do. I clumsily thrusted in and out. It felt so good!
She breathed heavily. I continued playing with her breasts.
About a minute in I felt my body shaking and I orgasmed. I stepped back and lied down beside her. I put my arm around her.
She was surprised; she probably expected it to be a lot longer.
I didn’t care, I felt so unexplainably happy and safe.
I untied her hands and slipped off her blindfold. She looked at me and instantly stepped out of bed.
“You’re just a kid!” she continued “In fact you’re that creepy kid from next door aren’t you?”
I replied
“Well I think I’m a man now.” I smiled
She answered
“Ok whatever, just get out of here now kid and I’ll pretend this never happened.”
“Actually, I would appreciate it if you walk your cute butt over here and give me a blowjob.”
“Fuck off kid, get out of here or I’ll call the cops and get you sent to juvie for blackmail.”
I smiled
“Go ahead, call the cops. See whose side the law takes, the adult woman who claims she’s getting blackmailed or the 15 year old kid who has video evidence of an adult willingly having sex with him.” I pointed to the camera “not only will your career be over, but you’ll be serving big time in the slammer.”
She was silent. She knew I was right.
“Ok I’ll give you a blow job if you leave me alone after.”
“Oh no sweetheart, you’re mine now, I have complete control of your life now, you’ll go as far in life as I allow you. As soon as you disobey me I can ruin you. In a sense I’m your god. Now come give your god a blow job.”
I sat on the edge of the bed, eagerly awaiting my beautiful neighbor to suck my dick.
She was in shock. She didn’t think I could be this sadistic, but she knew there was nothing she could do; I could ruin her life with a click of the mouse.
She walked over to me and got on her knees on the floor. She took my dick in her hand and put it in her mouth. It was still limp and wet from a combination of semen and pussy juices. I could tell she wanted to puke as she took it in her mouth.
She started sucking. It felt so good, different then sex but almost equally as thrilling. I lasted much longer this time as it took me a while to get hard.
Finally I exploded in her mouth.
She bobbed her head up and down, gradually getting faster and faster.
I got up.
“Thank you for that sweetheart, I trust we’ll be getting to know each other quite well this summer.” I smiled and walked out of the room.
I practically skipped my way home; I had to sneak in because it was pretty late. I snuck upstairs to my room. I felt like crying out in joy. Even when I put the plan together I didn’t expect it to go this smoothly. I thought that something would go wrong; this seemed too good to be true!
I checked my computer and looked at the video of Ms. Dawn and I fucking. It really just looked like we were doing some kinky role playing, she was very submissive. And the blowjob looked 100% consenting.
I was sure this would hold up in court, but I hoped I would never have to go that far. Hopefully Ms. Dawn would be smart and do what I told her to.
I got as much sleep as I could but I got up very early. Then an idea hit me, I grabbed some cameras and decided to pay my sex toy a visit.
I snuck into Ms. Dawn’s house through her back door and crept upstairs to her room.
She was sleeping peacefully in her night gown. I admired her beauty for a moment before I crept to her bed and lied down beside her. I untied her night gown; exposing her breasts. I lightly touched her left breast, circling the nipple lightly. I gave her a kiss on the cheek. Apparently she was a light sleeper as she woke up and screamed at the top of her lungs.
She came to her senses
“How did you get in here?”
“The backdoor was unlocked, oh yeah that reminds me I want the front door unlocked at all times, I feel like such a lowlife having to sneak in through the back.”
“Anything your highness?” she said in disgust and sarcasm
I replied
“Actually yes, there are some ground rules that I am going to apply to our little game.
Number one; you must stay completely naked at home. You have such a beautiful body it’s a shame you ever cover it up.”
Number two; Take these cameras. Install one in your car and the rest all over your work place, I want to see you at all times during the say. I will also need some money to buy more cameras to install in the rest of the rooms in your house.
Number three; Give me your phone number. You will receive texts throughout the day and nights giving you tasks to do that will please me. You must do the task instantly.
Number four; you must call me master at all times. I am tired of the disrespect you’ve been showing me.
These are 4 very simple and clear rules, they will be easy to follow, and any violation will result in punishment
Are we clear Carly?”
She was in shock
“Yes”
“Yes?”
Yes Master.” She corrected herself.
She was fighting back tears, still trying to comprehend how this 15 year old boy had managed to gain complete control of her life.
I brushed back her silky brown hair and wiped a tear from her cheek. Her light blue eyes looked so beautiful filled with tears.
“You have to understand that I care about you and I won’t do anything to hurt you or ruin your life, just follow my rules, maybe you’ll have fun.”
I don’t know how much my words helped her, but it was a message I felt that I had to get across.
While she was getting dressed for work in the bathroom, I took her credit card from her purse and left to go back to the tech store; leaving her with some much needed privacy.
Since Carly knew about this now there was no need in getting the small cameras, instead I picked up some bigger high definition ones. I also bought a bigger high definition flat screen monitor for my computer. It was all quite expensive but I’m sure Carly could afford it.
When I got back to her house she was gone; leaving me time to work. I installed a camera in each bathroom, in the hall ways, the living room, on the deck and by the pool.
I returned home and installed my monitor, the clarity was incredible. Then I checked out my new views. I was looking into Carly’s parked car. Then I switched to what looked like a conference room, then into what was Carly’s private bathroom and then finally into Carly’s spacious office where my darling was busy at work doing some paperwork.
I watched her intently. Only she could make doing paperwork look so sexy.
I texted her
“Good, you’ve done well. Be a sweetheart and take off your coat, it should be a crime to cover up those magnificent breasts with that much clothing.”
She checked her phone, read the message and gave me an annoyed look. But sure enough she shed her coat and hung it up on the rack.
Her obedience excited me
She was wearing a pretty conservative white blouse but it still clung to her big breasts tightly.
I sent her another text
“Unbutton the top 2 buttons.”
She did so; exposing some sexy cleavage.
“Take off your bra.”
She gave me a quizzical look through the camera. Then she texted
“I can’t I have a meeting with my boss, he could be here any second.”
I replied
“Do it.”
She knew she had to do what I told her.
She went into her bathroom. I switched views.
She took off her blouse and unhooked her bra. Then she put her blouse back on, leaving the top 2 buttons
open. She looked so sexy.
Her breasts looked like they were begging to be released from her blouse.
“Good, you look beautiful; now put the bra on your desk so your boss knows you aren’t wearing a bra.”
She gave me another look like she didn’t want to do it. She hesitantly put the bra on the corner of her desk.
“Good, now I know you won’t want to do this but unbutton your blouse one more button.”
She shook her head. She refused to do so.
I sent her another text
“Check your email.”
She did, opening up the video of her sucking my dick. She closed it quickly.
She gulped and slowly unbuttoned her blouse one more button.
Her breasts almost popped out of her shirt entirely!
They were half way out of her blouse, her nipples were barely covered.
As she was adjusting her blouse to make it work best, the door opened and her boss walked in.
She stood up to greet him; this gave her breasts a jiggle and they almost popped out again!
“Why Good afternoon Ms. Dawn”
“Good afternoon Mr. Seymour”
They shook hands
Her boss looked like an asshole, he was old. Probably in his 50’s or early 60’s but he looked strong minded. He had the typical rich arrogant prick image.
He sat down on the opposite side of the table from Carly. This was a meeting that would decide whether Carly got a promotion or not, she had never had much luck with Mr. Seymour before.
He noticed the bra on her table, but said nothing. Instead of looking Carly eye to eye he stared exclusively at her breasts and made no attempt to hide it. This made Carly extremely uncomfortable, she was used to using her brain to get ahead, not her body.
She went through financial figures and graphs and charts. Mr. Seymour just nodded in approval, obviously distracted.
This excited me.
I sent her a text
“Hike up your skirt, then drop something that he will have to pick up.”
She quickly read her phone
She had no time to argue with me, she knew she had to do it. She hiked up her skirt way up to almost her crotch area, her panties were visible.
Then she clumsily dropped some papers on Mr. Seymour’s side of the table.
This knocked him out of his trance as he bent down to pick up the papers.
She hiked up her skirt a little more, this definitely caught his attention, his eyes climbed her long radiant peach legs all the way up to her exposed black panties.
He finally returned with her papers and put them on her desk. She thanked him and continued talking.
His hand slowly reached under the table and touched her softly on the leg. He let his hand rest on her knee before stroking the smooth thigh.
Carly kept talking, trying to ignore the wrinkled hand creeping up her thigh. Finally her boss interrupted her
“You know Carly I’ve been waiting for this for a while.” He smiled
Carly remained silent. He continued.
“You’re a smart girl, it’s about time you figured out how to take advantage of your assets.”
He smiled sadistically
“Keep dressing like this, and you get your promotion.”
“Thank you sir.” Carly replied. I could read her mind, she had such mixed feelings, on one hand she was happy that she got the promotion she so badly wanted, but on the other hand she got it for all the wrong reasons.
Mr. Seymour continued.
“Come now, to my office, let’s celebrate.” He snapped his fingers and walked out of the room, motioning her to follow him. She did.
Damn, I couldn’t see them anymore; I really wanted to see that old bastard give it to her.
I waited around, watching intently for her to come back. It was hours before she finally returned to her office. Her hair was a mess, her makeup was screwed up, obviously the boss gave it to her good.
She entered the bathroom and fixed up her hair and makeup. I texted her.
“Tell me all about what he did to you.”
She replied
“I will when I get home, I’m really tired right now, I’m coming home.”
She packed up and walked out to her car. About half way through the car ride, the car came to a stop as she pulled over. She was obviously disgruntled.
“What happened?” I texted
“Damn, cop pulled me over.”
This gave me an idea
“I want you to flirt your way out of it. If you get a ticket you will be punished when you get home.”
She looked confused
“How, I’ve never gotten out of a ticket.”
“Unbutton your blouse and act like a slut.”
The cop walked up to the car. He was probably in his 40’s, he was really tall and built and had a thick
beard, he looked experienced.
Carly unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse and stuck her chest out. She still wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Is there a problem officer?” she asked in a seductive voice
“Yes m’am, you were 10 miles over the speed limit.”
She replied
“Oh how clumsy of me.”
She stuck her chest out more
The officer noticed this
He smiled for a second before continuing
“The city has told us to take speeding very seriously m’am, my partner and I are going to need to search
you to make sure you are not on any illegal substances.”
He called his partner up. He was a scrawny guy, much younger; he couldn’t have been older then early
twenties.
“M’am could you get out of the car?”
Carly stepped outside.
The older cop led her to the passenger side of the car.
I switched views to the camera that showed what was going on outside, I watched eagerly.
He instructed her to put her hands on the roof of the car and spread her legs. I saw him smile at his young partner who looked equally excited.
He began patting her down with his big rough hands. He skimmed past her arms and back. He put his
hand on her waist and slowly patted upwards. He stopped at her breasts and started squeezing them through her blouse.
Carly exclaimed
“What are you doing?!”
“Well M’am looks like you have some deadly weapons under your blouse.”
The other cop started laughing at the cruel joke
I didn’t know this kind of stuff happened in real life; it was wrong but very exciting!
Carly screamed
“Please stop!”
“Listen slut, you wanted to flirt your way out of a ticket. I’ve been around for a while, it’s gonna take more
than flirting, you’re going to earn it.” He smiled
He kicked her legs farther apart; causing her skirt to ride up. He took out his knife and cut her skirt all the way up to her waist, he tore off the rest and cast it aside.
“Well well, you don’t see an ass like that every day do you Tommy?” he laughed as he admired Carly’s tight and round thong clad bottom.
“Let me touch it.” The other cop whined
“Shut up rookie you’ll wait your turn!” The older cop screamed
He gave her a hard spank on her right cheek; causing Carly to let out a sharp yelp.
The officer laughed before once again sliding his hands up towards her breasts. He ripped her blouse open causing most of the buttons to break and causing her big breasts to pop out.
He started mauling her bare breasts with his brutish hands.
“Mmm, so big, so soft, so perky.”
There wasn’t much traffic on that particular road and the car was blocking the view of what was going on from any passing cars.
After manipulating Carly’s breasts in each and every way he could, he reached for his handcuffs and handcuffed her and told her to stand up straight and face him.
She looked so sexy; her torn blouse could do nothing to stop her bare breasts from pushing out as far as possible, and her luscious ass looked perfect in that small black thong.
He gave her another sharp smack on the ass.
“Suck my dick bitch” he said cruelly
He unzipped his pants, unleashing a monster dick! It was hairy and thick and it must’ve been 12 inches at least!
Carly gulped, before getting on her knees. The rough pavement hurt her knees.
She couldn’t imagine how she could fit that monster dick in her mouth, the very thought of it made her want to puke.
Her eyes began to tear. The officer ran out of patience, her grabbed her head and forced her mouth to accept his dick.
He forced it deep down her throat: forcing her to bob her head to keep from choking.
He ran his coarse fingers through her long silky brown hair as she blew him
He lasted forever, he almost seemed bored as he played with Carly’s tits and hair casually, Carly must’ve been wondering how much longer he could last.
As he mauled her tit’s Carly started bobbing her head as fast as she could; desperate to get this over.
“Mm there you go.” He said
He slowly started moaning and after what seemed like an eternity he exploded in Carly’s mouth.
Wow I had never seen that much cum come out of a cock before, Carly was overwhelmed. He picked up her torn skirt from the side of the road and laughed as he cleaned off her face with it.
“Go head kid, your turn.”
The younger cop was ecstatic, he walked up to Carly and whipped out his cock, it was pretty long; probably about 9 inches; but nowhere close to as thick as the older cop.
“Stand up.” The older cop instructed Carly.
She did
The younger cop bent her body over so her mouth could suck his dick, the older one walked up to her ass and slid her thong down her legs and cast it aside.
Carly started sucking the fresh cock, the older cop inspected the hot ass and pussy that was in front of him. He split her ass cheeks and took a big whiff of her ass.
This was enough to resurrect his big dick.
He grabbed a hold of her waist and started ruthlessly fucking her pussy from behind. Carly let out the loudest scream I’ve heard in my life.
The younger cop showed a mean streak himself as he gave her a hard slap in the face and forced his cock deep down her throat; reducing her loud screams to muffled moans.
Carly found it excruciatingly hard to suck on the cock in front of her as her pussy was getting ripped apart from behind.
A few minutes in the young cop exploded all over Carly, he then simply stepped back and enjoyed the show that his veteran partner was putting on.
And believe me it was quite a show
Carly once again started screaming at the top of her lungs, the cop however showed no signs of slowing down.
He reached around her body and once again started brutally squeezing her tits; adding to her pain.
Soon Carly, not being able to support her own weight, collapsed to the ground.
The cop however held her waist and legs up as he continued ruthlessly fucking her.
Carly’s face and chest rested on the rough pavement, her once shrill screams now reduced to quiet moans through sheer exhaustion.
Finally after what seemed like hours the cop withdrew his dick from her pussy and put his penis head on her ass hole and deposited another huge load in Carly.
He gave her a smack on the ass and let her waist fall to the floor with the rest of her body.
“Now that’s how you get out of a ticket in my town honey.” He laughed
He gave the other cop a high five and walked back to his car. The other cop took off Carly’s handcuffs and joined his partner in the car and they drove off; leaving Carly naked; collapsed on the rough pavement.
Carly lied there for a while, not having the strength to get up. Finally she managed to stagger to her feet. She picked up her thong and clumsily slid it back on. Her skirt was no longer in usable condition; she left it on the road as she got back into the car.
She adjusted her ripped blouse so it covered as much of her chest as possible and then she started to drive home.
After watching for a little while longer I told my parents that I was going to sleepover at a friend’s house and I headed over next door.
I made myself comfortable in Carly’s bed; eagerly awaiting for her to come home.
Eventually the door opened. Carly walked into her room
“Oh fuck not you again.”
I decided to let that go
“Come sit down sweetheart, I’ve been waiting a long time for you to come home.”
She walked over to the bed; she was noticeable limping from the pounding she took earlier.
She sat down on the bed beside me
I put my arms around her; I slipped off her blouse and started playing with her breasts.
I slowly put my mouth around her left nipple and started sucking.
She suddenly pushed my mouth away and stood up
“You know what I’ve had enough of this! I’ve been getting used all day like I’m some kind of slut!” she screamed angrily
“I let your first comment go but you are way out of line! Now come here so I can punish you.”
“Fuck You.” She replied coldly
“Listen bitch, you think the day you had today was tough? What do you think will happen to a hot piece of ass like you in prison? You know what; I would actually love to find out.”
I picked up the phone and dial 9-1
“NO NO NO!!!” she begged
I stopped
“Good, now walk your ass back here and sit on this bed, you’ve been a bad girl, you need to be punished.”
She submissively sat down on the bed beside me.
I took her in my arm, I bent her body over my lap.
I’ve wanted to do this for a while.
I slid her thong down.
SMACK
I gave her a hard smack on her left ass cheek.
“OWWW!” she screamed
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
A light red color that began to take over her ass cheek
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
Her screams evolved into howls of pain
SMACK
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Tears flooded freely from her eyes
SMACK
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A deep color of purple in the shape of my handprint spread over her ass cheek. I compared it to the golden peach color of her untouched right ass cheek.
I didn’t want to do any permanent damage to her beautiful ass so I decided to switch cheeks
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
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A fresh sense of pain hit her
SMACK
SMACK
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The thrill of disciplinarily spanking a grown woman provided me with an unequaled sense of pleasure.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
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Her howls of pain probably could’ve been heard throughout the neighborhood, I didn’t care though.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK
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I didn’t stop until the purple color on her right ass cheek matched the left.
“Now for the second part of your punishment, anal.”
“Please no, anything but that.”
SMACK SMACK
I struck her hard on both ass cheeks
“OOOOOOOOOWWW!!!” she screamed
“What do you say when I give you an order.”
“Yes master.” She obliged
“Good slut, and next time you disobey I will use a belt.”
I split apart her heavily bruised ass cheeks and licked her ass hole. I loved the taste of it, I continued licking it.
Mm I could eat a meal out of that ass
As I explored her ass with my tongue I sent shivers down her spine.
I whipped out my dick.
I slowly entered her ass hole
She screamed. her pain was almost unbearable as my whole length was in her ass hole.
The feeling for me was unbelievable. It was so much tighter around my dick then her pussy, much drier and warmer.
Slowly I started thrusting in and out of her ass, gradually going faster; causing her to scream louder.
I had masturbated so many times that day that I lasted surprisingly long. I soaked in each second I fucked that glorious ass.
Finally I came; much to the relief of Carly.
“Now, will you ever disobey me again?” I asked
“No Master.” She responded
“Good, now go get a shower, you’re filthy, and we have a long night in front of us.”
“Yes Master.” She said as she immediately got up and limped into the bathroom.

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Fantasm

Megan Part 3

Megan wakes and remembers her situation before finding out she will be alone all day, Dominatus as a plan to allow her neighbour to get to know her better

Fantasm

Blinding Lust 2: The Dark Lord’s Awakening

Disclaimer: I hoped you liked the first part of this saga I have started…it’s my first sex story, I have yet to expand more…but I hope you will understand…I will try my best to meet your expectations in the stories to follow…but I hope you will follow this story as it progresses…and it would be helpful if you leave me comments…hope you will enjoy…
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Blinding Lust 2 – The Dark Lord’s Awakening
No ordianry man could hear it, and he had never been more proud of himself for choosing this place for this very moment that he had been waiting…it had been 22 years since he first heard that beat…that single powerful beat of her heart…like a radar, signaling her arrival…and finally awaken, he whispered in the air…”At last…”
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After her quick dinner, Ramona led her to her room upstairs on the east wing of the mansion…the room is the last room on that side…when they entered, Natalia was beyond shocked, surprised, stunned because the room she was taken to is so large…almost a quarter of the size of the orphanage…and it’s too beautiful…like the rest of the house it is white and adorned with beautiful decors that has gold details…only these one is more feminine…and it has a balcony that not only opens to the whole east side of the mansion but also has a view of the front and back part of it…a perfect 180 degree view…and the ocean ahead was just stunning…she wanted badly to savor it all but she was really tired…and she has yet to meet the rest of the staff the next day…but the moment that she was standing on the side of the bed, she collapsed onto it immediately.
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It was same darkness…same garden…but this time, the roses didnt melt…just stayed on the stems that held them…but still all bloody red…she looked around and noticed that it has gotten really big compared last time…she was just surrounded by plants…she was absent-midedly wandering around, looking for an exit when she felt “it”…desperately, she ran and ran…her feet were bare and now feeling numb as the path gets colder and colder….but she didnt slow down,,,she ran even faster…she saw a little clearing ahead, then ran towards it….she stumbled as she got inside the clearing…to her dismay…what she thought was the exit, she figured immediately, given the paths that surrounded, she was stucked more than ever…she was now standing right in the middle of that garden…frustrated and wanting to cry, she sat in the middle of the cirlce where all paths joined…closed her eyes, hoping she could get out of it…then the wind blew around her then suddenly died…but before she could open her eyes…she heard “it”…she heard “him”…
“Natalia….” spoken in the most softest whisper she ever heard
…but what startled her most was the proximity… the voice came just right at the back of her ear…she slowly stood up as he heard and felt him breathing right at the back of her neck…his breath sending chills all over her body…determined, she took a deep breath and quickly turned to finally see him….yet what greeted her was a blinding light… the morning light…
A dream, she sighed…she knew she was dreaming…but that dream seemed to feel more real than reality…then “reality” hits her…
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“NO! I’m late!” she hissed to herself…she cannot be late on her first official day of work…although she cannot tell what time it was since there was no clock in the room, she knew how late in morning it was simply by seeing the direction of the sun’s rays in her room….
She quickly went to the bathroom and was surprised with herself for she opened the correct door despite there were other three doors…and yet again stunned by how enormous the size is for a bathroom…she wanted to marvel and look into every detail of the room but she had to hurry…
the day went on with her following Ramona around the house…she met the rest of the staff that also stays in the mansion…of course, Ramona, 58 the eldest, is the one supervising and delegating task for the staff…Luisa, 55 the other lady from last night, is the cook…Pete, 49, is the driver…and Martin, 58, the gardener…and she can’t believe that only four people were actually keeping the whole place in great form…not to mention that they’re almost nearing their retirement…
later that afternoon, after Ramona showed her office and the papers and files she has to read and organize, mostly expenses and bank statements, she felt really tired and decided to take a nap…
She had been sleeping for only thirty minutes when she was awakened by a loud screeching noise, the kind of sound a car produced when it suddenly stops…she hurried towards the balcony and looked down the driveway…she saw the marks and followed it towards the shiny red car which was parked in front of the house…Natalia, has no idea when it comes to cars and luxury in general, but she knew that it’s one expensive car…she saw no one went out..and convinced that it is her duty to attend to all matters of the estate, she hurried downstairs…
the moment she opened the door…time stood still…her eyes, wider than it’s already wide size…lips, parted a bit as if she lost her breath…she held the knob as if her life depended on it…for what was standing in front of her, who is totally blocking her path…was a tall, slim, fit, and unbelievably, handsome being…
his hair, was darker than the darkest night which is in complete contrast to his pale but glowing skin…his face, square with very musculine jaw yet soft in some strange way…his mouth, a little pouty but still very manly and looks so soft…his nose was just perfect size…and his eyes…they struck her most…so deep…so black with silver-like lining around the iris…lashes, so thick and long…and they look down at her with such intensity that she felt like melting….she can’t help but stare back at him…then his lips opened to give her a sheepish smile, just enough for her to see his perfect white teeth..then the smile faded as he saw her looking at his mouth…she knew he caught her and so she bowed her head shyly, trying to avoid his knowing eyes…and he spoke… “Natalia?”
Natalia almost jumped as he heard him mentioned her name…she felt something familiar but couldnt point a finger on…she tried to calm herself because inside, she was shaking…but her reactions, no matter how small or unnoticeable they would seem, was all clear to him…he can see everything from her swallowing to the way she’s breathing to every blink of her eyes…anything, everything..and he would pay any price just to know her thoughts…but he knows he should take it slow..he doesnt want history to repeat itself…and for what seem like forever of silence…he spoke again…”Are you not going to answer me lady?
Instantly, Natalia broke out from oblivion and look at the man…Who is this man? she thought…and carefully chose her words as she said…”I am sorry but may I know who you are? For all I know, you might just be an intruder?” she saw him raised his eyebrows…but before she could do the same, she saw Ramona a few steps at the back of the man.
and apologetically introduced them both, “Ms Natalia, Lord Cedric de Seville II, the only son of late Cedric de Seville I…Lord Cedric, as I mentioned earlier, the lady is the new administrator of the estate, Ms. Natalia Acres…” and Natalia just wanted to evaporate.
she then look at him apologetically but before she could state her apologies, he turned around and with his business and all seriousness tone, said…” Very well, meet me in the office, I’ll be there shortly” then proceed towards the end of the west wing…and she got worried all of a sudden…not by the meeting later but the fact that his bedroom is situated same as hers…right across hers…doors facing…how can she avoid him if ever, she thought…
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She waited for almost an hour in the office when he finally arrived…but she can’t complain about it…technically, she works for him now…she watched him as he walked across the room towards the back of the desk…he completely changed his clothes…from black suit to white long-sleeved shirt, white cotton pants, and white shoes…it’s like seeing two sides of him…earlier he looked tensed and serious…now he still looked serious but with a carefree feel to him…
He gestured her to take a seat in a front of the desk…which of course she followed dutifully…walking slowly with head slightly bowed….little did Natalia know that this little act of obedience is taken seriously and noted…
As she took her seat…he went directly to reading…Natalia need not wonder what it was as he said… “No wonder it sounded familiar…of course, Golden Acres Orphanage…very convenient Ms Acres” he was talking without looking at her, which she’s thankful of coz she is not totally focused…he distracts her enormously…and that voice…she felt the same familiarity again…and her frustration just heightened..
“I knew my father sponsored different charities and institutions but I just recently learned that he favored most the said Orphanage…you being here is proof enough to that…” he looked at her this time with that sheepish smile again but went back to reading immediately…and how she wanted to roll her eyes…
“I also learned that the support will continue as long as one from said orphanage works as the new administrator of the estate…and I must say that it’s one good decision indeed…although I am confused why my father would just leave the care of this estate to a complete stranger…” Then he looked back at her, this time with an intesity she couldnt fathom…she felt it…but not knowing how to deal with it, she closed her eyes, taking deep breath…much to his appreciation…he smiled widely…but it faded when she opened up her eyes…and he was taken aback by the intensity yet soft look in them as she said…”I apologize for interrupting Mr. de Seville, if I may give an opinion…it appears that you have been made known to the facts of my presence here…yes, I may be a complete strange and i have yet to prove my worth here but i guarantee you that I will work very hard so that the support given to our orphanage will be worth every penny…and that your father’s money will not be wasted…and that these estate will be very very well taken cared of while I am her…” she gasped, cannot believe how she just give away such litany…but instead to bow her head, she reciprocated the intense look he’s giving her…
Lord Cedric was enraged by her sudden speech without permission and most especially, furious with her looking at him with defiance….but no matter how he wanted to stay mad at her, he finds her little act of courage…charming….he sucked all emotions in as he looked at her blankly and he began his own speech, with a cold tone to his voice……”First, Ms. Acres…I dont like being interrupted like you just did…you were not given permission to speak…always bear that in mind…Second, unless it hasnt occur to your rather surprisingly intelligent mind for an orphan, I am now the owner of this estate…thus, you work for me…and if I dont find your performance satisfying or your skills suited here, up to me if you can stay or not…now we wouldnt want that coz i believe the orphanage where you came from only have you, for now, to take over the duties so that they will still be supported…this means you have no choice but to answer to my every bidding…” he said the last part with an obvious emphasis which didnt slip from Natalia’s keen hearing…and seeing her wide-eyed yet composed, he knew she is not an easy one but he also knew he got her…”You may speak your mind now Ms. Acres, I can feel your protests from here”
Natalia can’t believe what she just heard, especially the part when he spoke of his every bidding…she sensed something dark and cold feel lurking in the air…but worrying is not her attitude…besides, she had her mind set that she is doing it for the orphanage, especially the children whom she cares more than herself…and she will, no matter what…defeated, she said softly while still bowing her head…”I understand Mr de Seville…I have long accepted that its not a matter of choice but that of responsibilut…if you may be so kind to tell me what exactly my duties are…”
“Ms. Acres, if you are to speak to me, always look at me…” Natalia immediately straightened up and tried hard to look back at him even though she felt like she could metl anytime…sensing her discomfort…Lord Cedric was beyond joy knowing that he affects her…for a while he thought that this little creature would be hopeless…satisfied, he speak again..” Good, keep that attitude and we will do just fine…Another thing, I am not Mr. de Seville, that would be my father…so from now on, address me as Lord Cedric…and as for your duties…for now you have to organize the papers left by the passing of the previous administrator…you handle and settle all bills…and make sure that the household staff is doing their tasks properly and that everything in the estate is running smoothly…I am a very busy person Ms. Acres, I dont have time for any unneccesary troubles…and if you have mastered all these, we will go from there…as I may need your service out of the estate…” he saw the protest in her eyes, so he waived her a hand, as if halting her…”I dont have to remind you that I am your boss now…”
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Natalia couldnt believe that talking to a person would be very exhausting…she was relived that he didnt ate dinner with her coz that would certainly kill her appetite…fortunately, he had to leave to attend a business emergency…and as she lay comfortably in bed, she never felt more alone in her life…she’s torn between regret and her responsibility…but she didnt dwell on that thought for long as sleep consumed her.
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the cold wind woke her…and for a brief moment, upon opening her eyes, she got scared but eventually replaced by feeling at ease and shockingly, content as she was back to that same garden…only this time, it felt more real although she knew that she’s still dreaming…
she was still in the middle of that garden, as if a continuation of the last dream…but this time, she felt really cold…then to her surprise, she realized that she’s almost naked…what wrapped her looked like a blanket…made of the thinnest cloth…she held it tightly onto her chest so that it wont fall…then there it was again, wind blew around her, and red petals danced around her, then suddenly stopped…all petals dropped around her…she gasped as she literally saw the petals turned into a bed beneath her…
“Our bed of roses…” time just stood still as she heard that soft voice, and she knew he was just behind her…then her knees weakened as he again mentioned her name…”Natalia” a husky whisper…she could have fell on her knees then but he immediately placed his hands around her waist, holding her still…and her body frozed the moment she felt him behind her…his hard toned chest pressing on her bare back, just above her shoulder blades…the looked down on the arms that’s wrapped around her, both hands flat on her belly, pulling her tightly to him…his hands, strong and felt hard despite the cloth between them and her belly…she can almost see his veins as his hands were too pale…absent-mindedly, she placed her hands on top of his, a complete contrast to his complexion…hers were tan, his…almost as pale as white…and somehow, somewhere she found it very familiar….
she could have stood there long in her absent state…she was too shocked to even think what to do…then she felt his lips…soft yet very cold lips brushing along her earlobes…she didnt just freezed, she was freezing cold by such contact…”…i” she tried to speak but couldnt find a word to say…
“shhhhh….” again, in a very soft husky whisper, causing her to feel colder than below freezing point…he continued to say…”hush…do not speak a word…no need to be scared…this is a dream….let’s make if feel as real and as good as it could be…” just like that, no matter how her mind protested, Natalia was hypnotized…
Feeling her succumb…he started kissing her along thhe neck and shoulder…She gave a soft moan, that made him start moving his hands too…being a virgin and naive, very naive to all things sexual, her mind is spinning with the pleasure his kisses brought to her entire system… Natalia completely lost all her strength to fight…and let herself fall…and instinctively, she let go holding the blanket, and both hands went back up her head, one to grab his hair which was thick and the other hand went further back to reach his neck, pulling him closer to her…and his kisses turned to licking, sucking then kissing again her ears, jaw, neck, shoulders….
Natalia moaned louder when she felt his hard hands cupping her breasts…her moan only made him squeeze her breast then started pinching both nipples at the same time…rolling them in between thumb and index fingers…in return, Natalia started sliding up and down her back onto him…like they were dancing to a tune only them can hear, called lust…after battling with himself…he decided to be very careful not to let her feel his erection as he bends down a bit for her small frame…his erection was safely a foot away from hitting her butt…he wanted so badly to fuck her right there and then but…she’s not ready, he told himself in silence…
Natalia’s breathing became really hard…she was moaning….listening to her pleasure, he left one breast and slide down to her belly, not stopping until he reached her mound…what surprised him even if he was hoping for it is that given just a little stimulation, Natalia was really soaking wet…his hands cupped all her wetness…it made her open her eyes and gasped…but before she could even let out a sound..his fingers found her clit hidden in her soft black pubic hair…”this has to go someday darling…” he said huskily referring to the hair and started to maasage her it gently…this only made her moan louder and louder after every moan as his pace sped up…her eyes closing then open to roll up…her head laid on his shoulder as he continued to kiss, lip, and suck her ears. neck. shoulders…also carefully hiding his face out of her sight…
Natalia continued moaning harder, she was making glutteral sound as he continued to massage her clit in a frantic speed…she felt something building up inside her, something she cannot comprehend…she’s feeling mixed emotions as he continued to play her with her clit…confusion, pleasure, excitement, rage, frustration…all at the same time…she felt like she was going to be crazy….
He felt her belly tightened…and he was sure she’s close and so he placed his thum on her clit as his middle finger slowly entered her cunt…careful not to break her hymen…he intends to have her cock break that…
Natalia felt his finger slowly went in and out of her…felt like it was teasing her…but before she could understand what was going on, continued to play with he clit only faster than ever, then bit and suck her neck all at the same time….and it’s more than Natalia could take, she felt like pissing…she froze as her first orgasm exploded out of her….then screamed at the top of her lungs with her release…both of his arms then wrapped around her waist as she skook uncontrollably…she was shaking and screaming for almost a minute…all the while he was still biting and sucking same spot on her neck…she was panting when her orgasm faded…he felt her knees weakend, her head laid back on his shoulder…he looked at her, and found her fast asleep…
“…soon, My Natalia.” he whispered on her ears as he laid her comfortably on the bed of roses…he gave her a final look, kissed her lips softly and whispered once again… “very soon…”

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Invitation to dinner

This tale is about a young housewife. She has straight shoulder length brunette hair. Her face is slightly freckled with an upturned nose and grey eyes. She is very curvaceous with big boobs. I’ve based her on Yasmin Bleeth from Baywatch and so called her Yasmin Bleat. Her husband Tony works in the small town’s only real business the tyre factory. He is a junior manager in the business owned by the local rich family the Beavis brothers. The pay is poor and he works very hard to support them. But today he isn’t there.
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The factory gates opened and the huddled masses hurriedly parted. The rain was beating down again, the October chill making them screw their coats tight to their necks as they splashed by. Victor Beavis edged through them, his large black car almost nudging the crowd aside. As he passed the large imposing gate he slowed; ahead as always was Yasmin waiting for her hubby. She stood prim in her long coat, suitably dressed in high heeled leather boots and matching gloves, an umbrella shielding her from the downpour.
Victor slowed, and then stopped. He’d seen her many times before and especially liked to see her in the hot summer days dressed in skimpy tops and white shorts her fantastic tits almost busting the fabric. How someone as basic as Tony had managed to marry her God only knew. He wound down the window shouting over the noise of rain and heavy feet.
“Hi, erm Tony’s not been in today, didn’t you know?” Yasmin gave him a half smile her long wide mouth only slightly curving up.
“Yes I know,” she said sadly. “It’s you I’ve come to see.”
Once in the car she slowly began to explain. Her husband was in hospital, a serious problem with his insides. Victor listened; well half listened as she spoke hesitantly. Yasmin even in a long trench coat oozed sexiness, the heeled boots giving her a dominatrix appeal. Her face was pale with cold; little ringlets of dark hair hanging over her mesmerizing eyes. And all the time her chest was slowly rising and falling imprisoned in the heavy coat.
“Sorry my dear say that again.” Victor felt a bit sheepish suddenly snapping out of his daydream, he’d caught very little of what had been said.
Yasmin paused looking perplexed then repeated herself. “The healthcare plan, we’re over due. The office has said there’s nothing they can do.”
Victor quickly tried to retrace the conversation now acting more concerned. “Oh. Oh, our company health care scheme, oh erm well those are the rules. How far behind on payments are you?” And he shook his head as she said five weeks.
Yasmin’s heart sank, why the hell was she even asking? The Beavis brothers were pompous mean bastards, every one knew that. Though both were in their early forties they still lived together in the big family mansion left by their father. Although neither had done a hard days work in their life, they weren’t fat, more geekish, lots of curly matted hair, goggle glasses and buck teeth.
“All that money and they never bothered to make themselves more appealing; probably why they weren’t married.” She thought uncharitably.
Not that female company was ever far away. Both brothers were notorious for whoring and womanizing. And that’s what made her more annoyed with herself. She knew how he had eyed her on many occasions. She just thought she’d flutter her eyelids and the worm would sort it.
“Stupid cow.” She silently told herself.
Victor continued talking down to her like she was a child. “We have rules, it’s so important otherwise no one would pay, and then the whole thing would end up in chaos.” Yasmin nodded and got out of the car the tears starting to well up.
“I hope he gets better soon,” said Victor closing the door.
“Fucking idiot,” she thought wiping her face. “Didn’t I just say without specialist treatment he wouldn’t.”
Yasmin only just finished crying when she reached the hospital ward. There was a hurry of nurses around her husband and she came running fearing the worse. “Oh God, no, what’s wrong?” The staff continued to work at fever pitch till she managed to pin one to the wall to get an answer.
“Your husband is to be moved, the specialist want to see him this evening.”
Yasmin couldn’t understand. “But we can’t pay.” The nurse smiled, “Beavis tyres cleared all expenses half an hour ago.” Yasmin shook her head, “there must be some mistake?” The nurse gave her a superior glare. “We have faxed conformation, now please could we get on with it?”
Yasmin returned home that evening very happy. The operation was first thing tomorrow. Mr Beavis had really come through for her. There was a message on the answer phone and she played it as she undid her winter clothes. It was Victor hoping everything had gone well, he said he had pulled some string but he still needed to smooth things over. He was inviting her to dinner at the mansion 8pm prompt, to discuss it.
Yasmin cringed a little. Surely she could hand her back payments in at the office? Oh well she was grateful and he said the car would collect her very soon. They’re didn’t appear to be any way to object. In fact he hadn’t given her the choice.
“Too use to always getting what they want.” She concluded checking her watch then hurrying to get changed.
Victor was waiting for her as the limo pulled up to his imposing house. He gave a gulp of delight as she stepped out smiling and walked towards him. She looked fantastic. She’d chosen a figure hugging red chiffon dress with a deep v at the front showing her unrestrained but very firm bosom. Her hair was crimped dead straight combed down one side of her dark eyebrow and eye lashed mascara face. She was wearing reddish crocodile type knee high boots which made a sexy clipping noise as she sauntered across his drive, her hips swaying from side to side.
She started to speak thanking him for all he’d done. He graciously accepted the praise asking how her husband was then taking her arm inviting her inside.
They had drinks in the main lounge, a period room with roaring fire, expensive drapes and pictures covering the walls. Yasmin was impressed; maybe they weren’t as crass as she thought. They both sat on a long leather sofa; Yasmin legs cross heeled boot pointing out, Victor in his dinner jacket more animated and a little too close for comfort.
The fire was crackling and Yasmin began to feel relaxed as she took more sips of her drink. She was eager to resolve the short fall as she didn’t like to feel she was in someone’s debt for too long. Victor raised his hand at the mention of money owed.
“The company didn’t pay it. I told you so my dear its policy.”
Yasmin stared at him. “But the fax?” She said, suddenly feeling her gut turning. “Oh my God there’s been some mistake.”
Victor smiled. “Don’t worry, I paid it personally and tomorrow I will bankroll the operation.”
Yasmin felt relieved. “You’re too kind, you really are.”
Victor put down his glass and gave her a hard piercing look. “No my dear, I don’t think I am.” He then began to explain.
Five minutes later Yasmin sat bolt upright her hands clasped together, looking rather like a naughty school girl waiting to see teacher. She was staring straight ahead and although shocked she felt quite sluggish, her senses a little dull.
“No I can’t. I won’t!” She said firmly. Then she held her head as if to clear her thoughts.
Victor was still at her side and noticing concentration was slipping he explained.
“Just something I put in your drink to, lets say, relax you a little.”
Yasmin felt trapped he had been brutally clear in his explanation a few moments ago. He’d said he adored her. Describing her as a gorgeous hipped piece of ass, if that was what you’d call a compliment. If she stayed here tonight with him, in the morning he’d come good on his promises and pay for the operation. If not, she’d better go home and buy a black funeral dress. He called for his maid as Yasmin slowly shook her head, refusing to accept the words.
Carmel a mid aged Latin woman came to his assistance. She had a full figure her hair tied back in along ponytail. Her skin was olive and her eyes like black pools. Her manner reminded Yasmin of the snooty nurse she’d spoken to earlier.
“Ah Carmel, could you bring the items in for the young lady here.” The woman gave her a raised eyebrow look, “si senior Beavis the items, I understand.”
Yasmin felt his hand on her knee and gave a shudder. “If I stay you promise you’ll keep your word?” Victor nodded a serious look in his eye. “I always honour a business deal.” Yasmin looked at him a little fuzzy headed now and nodded in acceptance.
“Good,” said Victor hooking his finger over her shoulder straps dragging them slowly down her arms. “Now my dear lets have a look at those tits.”
Yasmin gave a little grunt of dismay as her dress dropped revealing her prime melons. Dark tanned and firm her tits tingled in the warm air. Her pink nipples were always stubby even when not aroused and Victor’s hand trailed her curved breast to circle each in turn. The maid returned placing a tray on the coffee table in front of them. Yasmin blushed as Carmel looked at her with disdain again, Victor blatantly caressing and teasing Yasmin’s breasts.
Victor waved his maid away and pulled the silver platter closer. On it was a small cup of baby oil and next to that a silver vibrator. He lifted the cup and began to pour a little oil slowly across her mounds.
“That’s it Yasmin, be still we need to grease your lovely jugs.”
Yasmin had a look of disgust on her face as he massaged the slimy liquid carefully into her breasts. She arched her back as he squeezed slightly too hard. Her tits were shinny now, also slippery to his eager hands. She gave little gasps her full lips pouting as he expertly rubbed her.
“Aahhhhhhhh!”
Yasmin stared at the silver phallus standing 6 inches upright on the tray. Victor poured a little oil over its tip. She looked back at him surprise in her eyes.
“My dear, you owe me over four grand did you think a quick fuck would pay me off? No, we’ll get our moneys worth tonight, only fair don’t you think?”
Her eyes widened Victor still massaging her fabulous breasts. “We?” She asked nervously. But as if to answer there was a noise in the hall and Archie Beavis returned from a day at the office.
Archie like his brother was thin faced, lots of hair his nails dirty his skin pale and unhealthy. He entered damp from the evening drizzle his thick pebble glasses slightly steaming.
“My, my, Miss Bleat I recall.” He said standing behind the sofa peering down on her oiled tits and his brothers groping. Yasmin sheepishly glanced up her mouth parting in silent gasps as her tits squelched.
“Both off you?” She said quietly, her dark eyebrow raising, eyes wet and pitiful.
Without answer Archie undid his fly pulling out his wrinkly cock. He came up close to the back of the sofa and gently pushed her head onto the top of the back rest her cheek pressed against the leather. Her body bent back a little her tits rising, the open fire glow reflecting in the shinny domes. Archie cock was pushed against her mouth and she opened it instinctively her nailed hands gripping the leather seat.
He eased in; the upright cock trying to spring from her mouth making her top cheek bulge.
“Mmmmmmm.”
Now Victor was holding her throat stopping her chin from moving. “That’s it miss suck nice and slow.”
There she sat head back sucking the man standing over her shoulder. Archie was holding the base of his cock tightly with two fingers vibrating them back and forth very, very quickly; giving himself a tinny half inch wank.
“Ugh, ugh yeah ooooo!” He was milking himself carefully, but quite hurriedly. Bringing himself to climax.
“Yes good girl, good girl ooh we’ll have fun with you tonight ughhhheeeeeee!”
He jerked, Yasmin felt the wad splat her inside cheek then another. Unable to move she gulped her tongue writhing trying to escape the horrid taste. He convulsed once more only then stepping back holding his stomach as if he’d been punched.
“Fuck I needed that.” He announced.
Yasmin instantly jerked forward trying to spit the seed into her lap. “Uggh cough, uggh splutter!” She was shaking, he done it so quickly she had no time to argue and once in her mouth all she could do was try to stop him choking her. Archie collapsed back into a chair smiling.
Victor smiled back “We’d like a little show my dear.” Yasmin blushed, her eyes barley visible under her long sad eyelashes. He pulled her dress down over her knees then off one then the other booted leg. Her small panties felt ridiculously inadequate now, her thighs still tightly shut knees clasped together. He handed the silver vibrator to her closing her hand round it. “Slip your panties off and use it on yourself.” He said.
Yasmin shook her head, “I don’t know how.” Victor gave a mean scowl. “Learn!”
Yasmin’s mind wandered; she was back home, with her hubby laughing; how handsome he was, so kind. How she’d got here seemed so impossible but now she was. It was reality. The oiled vibrator had easily entered her with a celebratory whistle from her audience. Now she sat her thighs wide apart feet on tip toes, so to raise her dark haired crotch. Her hand gently twisted the metal rod a few inches inside her. Both men sat watching, drinks in their hands, Victor now massaging himself through his trousers. A large TV was playing and the buzz of the vibrator was barely audible over the grunting and gasping coming from the screen.
While she fucked herself she had to watch the most disgusting filth she’d ever seen. Over and over, edited porn flicks just the fucking and sucking present.
Each time she turned her head away the two men ordered her to face front again. The scenes were of rapes and gang bangs. A prom queen been buggered, a four man spanking session on a big titted blonde, lesbian rape, a bride and an Alsatian etc, etc. On and on, filth!
Her pussy tingled to the humming stick, Victor directing her to touch her clit with the tip then slowly twist just inside her entrance. She was becoming wet, and the sensation clearly hardening her already bullet size nipples. Her fantastic body was totally exposed her hard tits hot and wet, now her thighs sweating from the roaring fire and her own arousal. Victor came close taking the vibrator from her hand and them beginning to twist it up her. She bucked her head thrown back hair matted to her sweaty shoulders.
She groaned unable to keep the sensation quiet. Victor nodded to the TV.
“Do you like what you see?”
Yasmin replied gritting her teeth her spine tingling. “It’s disgusting.” The man smiled undoing his pants tossing the vibrator back on the tray. “Nothing more than you’re doing Miss Bleats.” And with that he pushed her knees further apart and shamelessly without ceremony mounted her.
Victor sat almost on her butt; he had pulled her down the settee at the same time pushing her thighs wide and up. Yasmin head was forced forward by the back rest her hair in her eyes cascading over her tits. His cock had easily slid up her and now he rutted slowly but with intent deep inside her pressed canal.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh!” She grunted, her hands clawing the leather seat her expression one of surprise as the man’s cock seemed to be finding new places she never knew she had.
Millionaire geeks or no geeks over the years they had practiced fucking with some of the most willing stunning tarts possible; and also some less than eager beauties. Yasmin had noticed that some of the video clips did appear to be more amateurish, although the women in them were so pretty they have could easily starred professionally.
“Uh, uh yess soo tight fuck ah, ah ahh!”
He was enjoying his money’s worth. The quiet polite woman he had seen so many times at the gate as he drove by. How he’d fantasized about her; even once paying a look-alike slut to stand in his grounds as he drove by. Then as he did at the last second stopping, jumping out and force fucking her over his cars bonnet. However in the flesh Yasmin was much, much better.
She moaned grasping his neck staring straight at him eyes wide her mouth pouting. “Damn the bitch!” He thought in frustration her actions too much to resist, and his cock erupted. “Urrrggghgh!”
Yasmin tensed, her thighs pushed almost flat apart “Ooooooohhhh!!!” His brother cheered as Victor spurted deep inside her hot body.
“Yesss! Fill her bro, yee ha!”
Yasmin began to sob her body curled on the couch. The men showed no emotion telling her to be quite she was a big girl and had made her own choices. Archie grabbed her arm roughly and she moaned. “Ahhh, what, please your hurting me.” He got her to stand. She was tall, especially in her boots and the men held an arm each walking her from the room.
Yasmin saw what was in the adjoining room then began to struggle. “No you got what you wanted, no more please.” The room was bare except for one thing. In the middle dominating the space was a mechanical bull, like the rodeo riders practice on. It was exquisitely made of soft red leather with a special addition stitched upright onto the saddle ridge. Yasmin couldn’t take her eyes of the 8 inch thick leather dildo where the saddle should be, bending up to the ceiling.
“No, you can’t expect me…” Archie pushed her forward proud of his device. “It’s the best money can by, we’ve taken ancient Chinese ideas and improved on them. This buckaroo cock will bring you to a screaming climax even if you don’t want it too.”
Yasmin struggled even more. “I won’t do it! Fuck the pair of you.” They grappled with her, Yasmin’s strong thighs kicking one of them on the floor.
“Enough!” Shouted Carmel as she stood at the door and everyone froze.
She had the oil cup in her hand and approached the rodeo bull. Pouring the slime down the glistening red leather shaft she spoke. “Do you think you’ve got a choice? Climb on here quickly before they really get angry.”
Yasmin suddenly appreciated there was no way out, her body relaxed and the two men lifted her onto the machine. The dirty maid gripped the long shaft admiringly bending it as far as it would go towards her pussy. “Sit on it bitch” She ordered as the men pushed Yasmin’s plump ass up. “Oooo uggghhhhhh!”
The wet monster stretched her lips filling her like a man arms.Her body sucked the cock inside, her thighs slowly descending till her butt rested on the bulls back. Yasmin looked down her mouth wide in horror. The fat bendy cock was inside her, the slimy end curving out of her lips as she realized the other end was pushing hard against her cervix. The men gripped a booted ankle each, the woman’s ironic fashion sense now apparent. Her feet were bound into the stirrups so she could do little except raise and lower her hips a few inches; certainly not enough to remove herself from the impaling dildo. Carmel held the cable control and carefully turned the speed dial.
The mechanical bull began to go through its routine, swinging slowly, jerking forward then back then all at once. The buckaroo was on the slowest setting the watching party not interested in throwing her from the machine. Yasmin felt herself rising and falling, her thighs gripping tightly. Her arms reached out to balance herself her tits achingly bouncing, unrestricted. But it was her twat that made her gasp, then groan then moan over and over. The bulls cock was firm but flexible enough to twist and push inside her. The continuous motion never slowing or speeding sent a shivers up her spine. Every so often the machine would buck in a certain direction and her g spot would explode in pleasure.
“Uuggghh!”
She gritted her teeth knowing the machine would return to the same movement over and over each time the sensations lingering longer and longer.
“Uuuuuuggggh!”
The machine rotated back and forth making her a little dizzy, but her body was on fire. “Oh god, uggh!” She gagged the leather seeming to swell inside her, the ribbed stitched end nudging her cervix, deep inside. “Oooohhh!” The two brothers had an idea and left the room. Only Carmel remained watching impassively making slight adjustments with the controls.
Yasmin was feeling drunk her body covered in sweat, holding her own tits to stop them bouncing, feeling the aroused nipples. Her thighs gave way too tired to grip anymore and her body pressed down more on the red cock making her do a deep belly groan.
Carmel brought the machine to a halt to check her bound feet and give her leg and encouraging stroke before starting it again… Yasmin’s head slumped; hair a disgrace panting heavily moaning inaudible sentences. “Stop resisting it,” Carmel coached; “ride the cock like a hungry whore!”
In the other room the brother sat laughing they could hear the grunts and desperate moans. They were on the phone. Archie was speaking to Tony in hospital bed. Although sick he asked to take the call thanking them for all they were doing. Archie wished him well and Tony struggled to hear as there was a lot of background noise, moaning etc probably some weird TV show. Carmel suddenly cried out, “She’s coming!”
In the hospital the line went dead and Tony handed the phone back so relieved his clever wife had sorted everything out.
The brothers had dropped the phone and just got to the door in time to see Yasmin jerking astride the robot beast.
“Uggh. Uggh. Ooooh. Ooohhh, arggghhhh!”
The cock pressed home against her g spot the ribbed length rubbing her clit and the hard nose banging her cervix.
“Ah, ahh, ohhh god. Ugggghh!”
The squelch of her juices filled her ears, tits exploding, Yasmin unashamedly groping herself.
“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!”
The men came running unfastening her ankles lifting her off laying her on the rug. She lay exhausted on her back perfect calves bent, boots firmly on the ground her tits pointing straight up. She didn’t have the energy to resist Archie as he climbed on top of her, his cock pushing into her sore hole.
“God she’s wet,” he mused. “Ugghh fuck that’s so hot.”
Yasmin stiffened her body as yet another thing slid up her poor pussy. He began a steady motion back and forth, his arms pulling her legs up to encircle him, boots gripping his waist. The sensation from the intense orgasm was still subsiding and Yasmin grunted then squealed as his cock rubbed her sore insides.
He was loving it; holding her sweating body tight licking her wet face kissing her lips.
“Take it babe, take my cock.” He cried clasping handful of arse, squeezing hard. Yasmin couldn’t believe it, she was coming again. Her eyes opened in horror and she shook her head.
“No, no, ugh,ooh.Oooh, God! Ooohhhh!”
Her body was betraying her, pelvis bucking boots slapping on his pounding ass. She gave out big animal groans and grunts He was fucking fast holding her hair in great handfuls.
“Oh, oh, take it you dirty bitch, I’m coming you ughh, eiieeeeee!”
For the second time an expert cock could hold out no longer in her tight hole. Archie pulled his rampant length out as he showered her tummy with white trials of semen, heavy droplets collecting in her belly button, strands running down her thin waist to drip on the rug.
Much later Yasmin stirred then opened her sleepy eyes. The room was very dark. Just the moon light filtered in through the large French windows. It was early morning the soft white sheets covering her body making a mountain range of bumps as she lay on her side. She remembered the four poster bed she was in. She remembered Carmel dressing her in the white night gown making her take another drink, then she could remember very little else. She stretched then gave a muffled cry as a hand went across her mouth and she felt the body of a naked man pressed against her back.
“Sssssh,” came the voice of Victor. For a second she had thought it had all been a dream now she shivered in revulsion realizing she had really done those things earlier that night.
There was another voice in the room. “It’s nearly dawn Yasmin, almost time to go.” It was Archie. Yasmin spoke. “You filthy bastards, don’t you dare back out on our deal.” Victor pressed close to her back his hand stroking down her side up over her hips. “The deal was all night or did you forget.” And with that he cupped her breasts and began to squeeze them gently.
Archie appeared from the dark, naked, his cock half erect. Pulling the sheets back he climbed in front of her so she was sandwich between the two lecherous bastards. Archie cradled her face telling her to “ssssh” again as his brother slowly pulled up her nightdress. She felt his hands on her warm buttocks then spreading under her crotch. She wriggled a little Archie holding her head still looking into her dark pupil eyes.
“Awwww!!”
She tried to jolt out of bed but was held in the not so loving embrace.
She gave a sensation filled yelp.
Victor’s greased cock was pushing her virgin ass hole open. Her body was resisting and she gagged and spluttered as he applied more pressure.
“Uhhhhhhhh!”
Archie spoke softly and gently. “Steady, once he’s in it won’t hurt as much sshh.” Her eyes widened and he sighed with satisfaction realizing his brother had entered her, his cock sliding deep up her shitter.
Yasmin was groaning and gnashing her teeth rocking slightly as Victor kept almost his full length permanently inside her butt.
“Uggh why, why are you soo cruel uuggghh. Why couldn’t you leave me with some dignity uggh?” She sobbed, feeling like an impaled doll.
Archie didn’t reply putting his hand down to her thigh making her raise it. This reduced her ability to resist the butt fuck and Victor gained an extra inch inside, Yasmin releasing a schoolgirl bleat in recognition. Archie’s own hard cock nudged against her pussy and Victor pulled her slightly onto her back to allow his brother to take her up the cunt.
“Ooh, fuck ahh, ahhh, bastardssgghh!” She groaned eyes flashing in the moonlight.
Archie ripped the front of her night dress to release her bosoms; Victor tearing the rest till it was only rags. The two cocks filled her completely, her muscles been pressed from all sides. Her arse ring stung as the cock moved ever so slightly making her feel like a fucking glove puppet. Archie thrust more his cock rubbing the inner wall separating him from his brothers buried member. Outside dawn was breaking and the room was slowing brightening. Victor squeezed her tits so hard she yelped.
“What would your husband say if he saw you now?” He teased taking a along deliberate fuck up her backside.
Yasmin gave a pitiful moan half from the sensation the other from thinking about what he had just said. But it was difficult for her to concentrate the two men ploughing a hole each, slowly, confidently. The room began to fill with light as day approached and the sheets were pulled away so the men could admire her hour glass figure.
Now Victor lay flat on his back pulling Yasmin on top of him. Archie helped her up to a sitting position as he slowly fucked her from the front, Victor holding her shoulders allowing her to lean slightly back her hands gripping the sheets.
The three of them groaned in unison.
Victors first experience inside her had lasted far too short a time, now he tensed his body his cock up her like a spike, his brother slowly humping her, caressing her cheek clearing the hair from her face. Yasmin’s body was stiff, her butt frozen too scared to move her legs spread reliving the pressure on her arse. Archie pushed her back slightly and Victor just ever so slowly rocked his pelvis.
“Mmmnnn!”
Yasmin bit her lip her hands clenched. Victor decided it was time for her arse fucking to begin. He began to rock slowly his cock moving inside her. Archie pulled out and the two men began to coach her as if this was a lesson. Archie was telling her to rock herself bit by bit increasing the length the cock appeared and disappeared. Victor telling her to wank his cock with her ass or he’d ram it up into her throat. She gave a yelp as he made one painful thrusting demonstration and she realized that it would be better if she controlled the rate and speed, slowly getting herself used to it.
She began to push herself up and down on the dick her back arched tits thrust out mouth open. She gave slight grunts and gasps as her shitter loosened. Archie was now knelt in front of her open pussy his fingers rubbing her clit then the inner walls of her slit. He began to tease her bud, nipping and flicking.
Yasmin groaned unable to close her legs, her hands unable to move from holding her upright she bit her lip as he expertly aroused her pussy.
Her bucking became stronger, her arse lubricated a little by the greased cock, muscles less tense now. Victor held her waist encouraging her, lifting her up and down admiring the view of her fat arse bouncing on his groin. Archie was patting her pussy with flat of his fingers faster and faster. He returned to pressing her clit then back to the hard tapping, spreading her labia her juices starting to show.
“Oooh, ughh ugghh.”
Sensing she was aroused Victor started to jerk up hard and Yasmin shuddered as the rate increased her backside going up a gear in sensation and friction.
“Oooh, oooh ugh, uugh.”
Archie began to tap her clit over and over the orgasm building in her.
“Ugh, uggh, ugh awww, aww, arrrrgghhh!”
He encouraged her eager to finish her off.
“That’s it baby, oh yeah, come on, come on, ride that cock, yesss!”
Her eyes blazed at Archie as she gave him a fixed stare.
“Arrgggggghhhh uggggggggghhhh!”
Her body was shaking, the thrusts from the arse fucker making her jolt straight up as she came uncontrollably.
“Ugh, uggh, uggh ugggggggg!”
She went limp, her arms giving way as the orgasm subsided. Victor was rolling her over and telling her to get on all fours. Yasmin just nodded staring ahead acting like she was dazed or drunk only half aware of what was happening. She got into position her large hipped butt upturned Victors cock momentarily out of it. The he thrust in gripping her waist his pelvis slapping her cheeks loudly.
He grunted rhythmically in concentration his self imposed wait now over, able to ram all the way up her. Yasmin matched every grunt with a huge groan over and over.
Victor hooked his hands under her gripping her tits as his spunked up her ass.
“Yessssssss!”
Yasmin had no time to move before a hand held her down and Archie’s cock forced her anus open again. “Hold still bitch ugh ah ahhh!” he began to slam up her butt, watching his own cock slide in and out. “God that’s tight, I guess you’ve never had it up here before, ugh uuggghh yeah.”
The sensation was no longer arousing for Yasmin, the pounding making her teeth chatter, her ring stretched like it would split, her spunk lined rectum felt like a turkey been stuffed for cooking. “Aggg shit uggghhh stop stop!” She squealed, Archie’s face flushed, red his hair on end like he’d been electrocuted.
Yasmin felt the hot shot splatter almost deep enough to be in her stomach. And only after he removed his spent prick did her muscles relax and her panting begin to subside.
The next day Yasmin sat by her husbands bed. The operation had gone well and he would be on the way to a full recovery. No one would know what she had done, after all the brothers already knew from bitter experience what a wronged husband’s fist felt like. No, it was their secret. She’d made a deal and they’d filled their side amicably. Yasmin thought back to yesterday. Even after they had fucked her till dawn they still insisted on showering with her, their helpful hands lathering her tits, getting into all the nooks and crannies with their soapy figures.
Yes they knew how to keep a deal, but they definitely made sure they got their moneys worth first.

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