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Worshippind Miki Part Two

This is an ongoing story of love, romance, and now marriage and sex between a billionaire business man and his young Japanese intern and college student.

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Seduction of a Married Heart Chapter 1

We follow young Mrs. Jennifer Hart at the start of her married life with her husband James. Everything seems to be going well for the couple, but then an old friend from college steps into their apartment and things change forever for Jen. Will Jen succumb to him or will her husband be able to keep her all to himself? Read to find out 😉

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It actually Happened??

Did it actually Happen???
WHAT THE FUCK!!!! I woke up with my dream, or so I thought in my head. Its memory was so vivid I rewound it in my head and played it from the beginning.
Lori walked with me from the bus stop and we ran from the rain into my house to complete our project. My parents worked late and went straight from work to night classes so the house was mine from 3 to 10. Which was great if I was the partying type. But I was a “nerd/jock”. The one that did lots of sports but was smart as hell. Lori had a crush on me which I knew about but never acted on until this project. We had been to her house before but this time it would be full of people at one of her mom’s many parties. So my house was next.
Lori is no super hot chick, but you wouldn’t kill yourself for fucking her. She had D cups on a petite 5′ 2” frame and a tight ass. Her face was nothing special but she wasn’t skinny. She could have dropped the extra 5 pounds really easily if she did sports but she didn’t. Her white tank top was wet and it showed off the lace of the bra she had decided to wear that morning. She looked at my gaze and gave a “what the hell” look and took it off to dry it. Her boobs were trying to escape and I could tell it was too small.
Lori looked at me and then looked down to see that part of the fabric had ripped. It made a small hole that left lots to the imagination. She asked for an old shirt and when I returned with one of mine she was completely topless. I stood and stared at the frankness and gazed at those wonderful breasts. Both were identical and sagged a little from the weight. Each had small aerole and were covered with goosebumps. I threw her the shirt and she slipped it on. Her nipples showed and I had picked a ripped one that showed a lot of cleavage as well as being tight on her.
We started to look and I noticed her taking glances at the bulge in my pants which had been there for awhile. I started to stammer and made a quick excuse to go and find relief. The door of the bathroom I went to was broken but I had forgotten and Lori burst in right in the middle of me jerking off. I grew red and tried to conceal it but she grabbed and started to give me a hand job.
Her hand was soft and cool as she pumped me faster and faster. I started to groan as I was preparing to explode when she stopped and took off her shirt. Her boobs wrapped around my dick and she rubbed them up and down while sucking on the head of my cock. I started to groan again but she kept going and I came into her mouth. She sucked every drop up and got up looking a little embarrassed.
“Wha- Where did you learn to do that?” I asked
“Um. My older sister and brother told me all about it.”
I started. Her older sister was the definition of hot and I knew that her brother had no trouble getting a hot date. “They just told you about it. Wow.”
“Well. They showed me, but just between themselves. I was only a spectator.”
“And they weren’t worried that you would tell on them.”
“No. I am the trusted one in the family and they fingered me to keep me from spilling. They still fuck when they get home from college and I get to watch. But they keep telling me that they will not take my virginity.”
This explained why she was good at the blow job and hand job. Man I could not wait to visit her house when her sister was home. She had been teasing me by grabbing my cock and rubbing her breasts. Not to mention going topless in-front of me. Her sister was going to get payback from me.
“Let’s get back to the project.” Lori’s words broke my train of thought.
We got up and she did not put my shirt on so she was topless the entire time. I was so distracted that it wasn’t even funny. She kept massaging them and jiggling them from side to side. I knew it was on purpose because she kept giving me sly smiles. We finished what was meant to be done and it was around 9. My parents wouldn’t be home for an hour at least. We decided to pop in a movie to watch. Lori kept her shirt off but near in case she needed to put it on quickly. She kept grabbing at her boobs and I wanted to fondle them so badly. I was pitching a tent and needed to get it off when Lori grabbed and began to give me another hand job. She didn’t do a tit job but still sucked me to the finish and licked everything clean. I was tired from soccer and all the running around so I started to doze when I looked at the clock. 11:00 PM it said. I called my parents to find out they got free tickets to a concert and were smashed so coming back was not going to happen until morning.
Lori called her mom but she was drunk too and couldn’t drive either. She was going to spend the night. We both got into my bed and it is a twin so there isn’t much room but we managed. She pressed her large tits into my back and my iPod put us both to sleep.
I remember the dream ending with both of us just falling asleep. It felt really real and when I turned, there was Lori smiling at me and slowly fingering herself. I smiled and knew that school and projects were going to be much more interesting.

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My Mistress Latonya

It all started when Sebastian Hale had his eyes on his new assistant. With him being a ladies man, and to add to that, he was rich, single, owned a luxurious condo and a red Ferrari, so there wasn’t a woman he couldn’t get. He was tall, had dark black medium length hair which stuck out at many places, dark green eyes which many women admitted they can’t resist, and a very muscular tanned body.
He eyed her through the glass windows as she was arranging her new desk just outside his door. She was small sized, short, thin with brown blondish hair. She had perfect b cups which complemented her body. Her ass stuck out to give her body this perfect curve. He watched her as she was talking and laughing with the copyboy, she had hazel eyes, perfect ebony skin, and dark red lips he was now urging to taste. He felt a bulge in his pants as he thought on and on about the things he wanted to do to her.
He snapped out of it when suddenly she walked towards his office, and knocked. He straightened himself on his chair, “Come in”, he said. She slowly walked in, looking as perfect as ever, “Thank god I let bill choose my assistant…” he thought. “Hello Sir, my name is Latonya; I’m your new assistant” she said, breaking into his thoughts. Her voice was so soft, she seemed so innocent. He sat still for a minute, just looking at her, “snap out of it!” he told himself, “I’ve always got who I want, she’s just like all the others”. He then smiled confidently and decided to work his magic now rather than later, he got up from his chair and went up and stood in front of her, putting a hand out, “My name is Sebastian Hale” he said as she shook his hand. “And you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen” he went on. “Umm thanks I guess.” She replied uninterested. He decided to try again, “you know if all the other assistants were half as beautiful as you none of the guys would ever stop working”. He waited for a response but she just looked at him as if he had insulted her.
He was shocked, this line always worked on girls, he didn’t expect her to do anything but just at least fucking smile!
He decided to get straight to the point, “look, your too beautiful alright? And I’m an okay looking guy too, and this place doesn’t have anything against employees dating each other, so what do you say you and I go out tonight?”
“I don’t date.” She said coldly. “Hahahah, baby everybody dates!” As he said this he tried to softly touch her face but before he could she put her hands on his dick and squeezed his balls tightly. Even though he was wearing breifs and pants she had a pretty good grip over them.
“OOOOOOWWW” yelled Sebastian. “Listen you” she now said in a cold voice. “Don’t ever try to fucking touch me again! You can’t handle a night with me, yet alone a date, you can’t even handle this for fucks sake!”
“LET GO” he yelled again, unable to bear the pain as she squeezed harder. She then finally let go while he fell to his knees, holding his balls. He looked up at her; she took a step back, smiling at him. He was too ashamed, so he decided to get over the fact that she just abused him and try to keep what’s left of his pride.
“Oh yeah?” he said, “Try me then!” She looked back at him, still smiling; he was still on his knees, holding his balls, she bent down so she was face to face with him. “Wanna bet?” she said. He nodded, he didn’t know what she really meant by can’t handle, but obviously his ego didn’t make him think that it might be something he really can’t handle. “Me? Can’t handle? She must not know me at all!” he thought.
“Okay” she said. “if I win, you wear nothing but a pink thong to work tomorrow, and if you win, you can have me after tonight, whenever, and wherever you want, agreed?”
He didn’t even need to think, “Is she fucking serious” he thought, “She’s willing to be my bitch as long as I want? We both know I’m not gonna lose this”
“Agreed!” he said as he got up with a cocky smile on his face.
“Alright then” she replied as she got up too. She then went to his desk, and bent over it; he looked at her ass as it came in full view in front of him. The thought that he could have that ass after tonight turned him on.
She took a piece of paper and wrote something on it, she then walked back towards him and stood in front of him. “This is my address, don’t chicken out” she said, and then she unzipped his pants, put the paper in his briefs’ and turned to leave, “be there at 10” she said just as she closed the door behind her.
Sebastian was eager to find the house, thoughts of what would happen when he reached there was a total turn on, he touched and rubbed his cock as he drove, his eagerness growing more and on, finally, after 30 minutes of driving, he finally found it. It was a small house, almost looked like a cottage since it had a chimney with smoke coming out of it. He sat in his car for a minute, checked whether the condoms were in his pocket, sprayed some breath mint, and got out of the car. He even bought some chocolates, hoping that it would at least loosen her up a bit. When he reached the wooden door, he knocked twice and waited. After a couple of minutes the door opened a bit, it was dark inside and he couldn’t see anything, “Come in” he then heard her sweet angelic voice say from inside the darkness.
He stepped inside the house but obviously he couldn’t see a thing, he then saw her shadow next to him. She walked forward and he felt her put something in his pocket, “If you feel like you can’t handle, just read the words on this paper to me and I’ll stop” He was quiet for a minute, “Are you fucking kidding me?” he then finally said, “Do you even know who I am? I once gave a girl four orgasms in an hour and you’re telling me I can’t handle you?”
She replied by only saying “Follow me”. He did so without even touching the paper and went after her. They then reached to a door which apparently led to the basement, while she was walking down the stairs, it got brighter, “She lit candles for me” he thought. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw her clearly. She was wearing this tight black leather outfit that made her look like a sex god. Her curves were just perfect, she was wearing a black bra only, so she was bareback, and leather pants that looked like they were going to burst from how tight they were around her ass. He couldn’t help it, he was already a little turned on from rubbing his dick in the car, but the image of her in that tight outfit, showing the curve from her waist to her ass was too much. He started to rub his cock again and was starting to get hard.
He took his eyes off her for a second to look around the candle lit room, horror struck his face when he saw what the room contained, there wasn’t any candles, but a fireplace instead, now he new what the chimney was for, but that wasn’t the thing that horrified him, it was the shelves that were next to the fireplace, shelves and shelves of toys, sex toys, toys that look painful. And there were these black like chairs and tables with straps on them. Without thinking, he threw the chocolate box on the floor and put his hands in his pockets for the piece of paper but before he could grab it, he felt two set of strong hands hold either sides of his arm and lifted him up towards one of the tables.
“LET ME GO” he yelled, trying to fight back, but the arms holding him were too tight. They threw him on the table; he turned around, and finally saw who was holding him. They were two men, huge muscular men, maybe each were double his size, bald, and also wore leather shorts. There was a hole in each of their shorts so their dicks could be clearly seen coming out of them. They were huge, maybe 14 inches each. His dick was only 7 inches and he took pride for it, but this was just huge. Before he got time to react, they moved forward and stripped him off his clothes, he tried to resist but his attempt seemed pathetic, when he wouldn’t let them slid down his pants or life up his shirt, they just tore it off, and threw his clothes towards the corner of the room, with the piece of paper, his only way out, in one of the pockets.
He was sitting with tight briefs on the table, unable to move from fear, finally managed to find his voice and said “Who are you people? Why are you doing this?”
Latonya stepped forward from the shadows, he almost forgot she was there, “We’re here for the bet aren’t we” she said with a sick smile on her face. Before he could answer the two men grabbed Sebastian again and forcibly tied him to the table in a way the he was on his knees, legs spread wide apart, with his head also strapped on the table, so his brief wearing ass was stuck out in the air. He felt so vulnerable and weak being in that position, he was helpless. Latonya lit up a cigarette, but didn’t smoke it, she went behind him and before he knew it he was screaming in pain, “OOOOOOOOOWWW YOU BITCH, YOU CUNT”. She had burned the cigar through the front of his briefs so the end of the cigarette burned his dick. “Cunt? From now on you call me mistress understood? Otherwise there will be consequences” She said coldly. “YOU’RE A FUCKING CUTTING” he said, still screaming. “Boys, strip him, I’ll show this bastard who’s the cunt” she replied fiercely. One of the men moved forward and tore off his briefs so now Sebastian was butt naked.
Sebastian saw her walk towards one of the shelves and pull out something, it looked like a butt plug. He wasn’t sure, but she made it clear that he was right when she went towards his ass and stuck it into him, he felt pain through his ass, from the burn and from the plug, he had never had anything in his asshole before, “OOOOWWW” he screamed, “I’M SORRY MISTRESS, TAKE IT OUT PLEASE” he went on. “You think that was it?” she said, laughing now. “Baby you haven’t seen anything yet”, she walked back to the shelve again and pulled out a long black whip, it looked deadly.
“NOOOOOOOO…” he began to scream but one of the men went and held his mouth shut, and before he knew it, he felt the whip hit him brutally against his ass. The pain was unbearable, she kept on whipping him one after another, and she had no mercy on him at all. She hit as hard as she can while saying things like “I’ll show you who the cunt is” while laughing cruelly from time to time. It felt like the skin was peeling off where the whip hit. After a while she stopped, relief took over him, he thought it was all over her, but a minute later he saw her walking to one of the shelves again and pulled out a long stick with small leather straps, “ARRRRGGGHHH..UUGHGHGHGH” he tried to scream but the man’s hand was too tight around his mouth. And Latonya started whipping him again, this time, it burnt and stung more, pushing the butt plug in his ass more and more, increasing the pain to something he’d never thought he’d feel before.
He didn’t know how long she kept on whipping him; he was almost unconscious from the pain, but as time passed he became almost numb to it, he couldn’t feel anything at all. He had never felt so vulnerable before, so embarrassed and humiliated the way he was. She then finally stopped, and the man removed his hands from his mouth, but Sebastian couldn’t say anything, he felt weak. Latonya came in front of him and bent down to his face, “Now, who am I?” she said in a whisper, “you’re my mistress” he replied weakly. “Good” she replied, moving towards his ass and touching it slowly, he was sure there was permanent damage there, but her touch made it feel a little better. “Now I think young Sebastian here deserves a little reward for learning his first lesson, doesn’t he boys?” she said, speaking to the two men. “Now flip him” she told them, “But before you do, remove his butt plug and replace it with the larger one”
One of the men did so, removing the small butt plug and inserting the larger one, Sebastian’s asshole now got used to being stretched, so when the man inserted the larger one, Sebastian actually got turned on by it, he did feel pain but it felt good, he never felt this way before, “Aaaaaaahhh” he moaned slowly, he wanted the man to push it in and out, he needed speed, he didn’t care if it was a man, he just needed it so bad. “I knew you would like that you little slave” sneered Latonya, “Now flip him”. The two men came forward and unstrapped his arms and legs, and flipped him over the table like their mistress had ordered. Sebastian didn’t put on a fight, he was too weak from the whipping, his ass was too sore, but he was also very turned on from the butt plug. The two men lay Sebastian on the table, and strapped his arms and legs to it, his legs were bent and also wide open, like the position a woman is in when giving birth.
Latonya came towards the table and grabbed his dick, fiercely yet somehow gently, she then started rubbing and massaging it, he got hard immediately, groaning as rubbed him harder and harder, “you like that don’t you, you little bitch?” she teased, “Y-yes mistress, more mistress” he replied. She started sucking him and licking his dick and his moaning got more rapid she put his whole dick in her mouth and starting sucking him. She worked her tongue around it perfectly; he came so close to orgasm, “I’m g-gona c-cum mistress”
Immediately after he said that, she let go of him and walked away, leaving Sebastian with nothing when he was just about to cum. He realized what had happened and begged weakly, “Mistress p-please, c-come back mistress, please” this was worse than getting whipped; it was just too much torture. He wanted something to release all that cum he had, but he couldn’t without his mistress’s help. He then turned to one of the men standing at the edge of his table, “Sir? Could you please pull my butt plug in and out of my ass? Please sir” he couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth, in another situation he would rather die then ask a large naked man this, but this was different, he wanted something, needed something.
The man just looked at him, and suddenly Latonya appeared next to him, “What did you say?” she asked Sebastian. He was embarrassed he couldn’t even answer her, “you want it in and out? I’ll give you in and out” she said, putting on her fierce tone again. “Bruce” she said to one of the men, “Give it to him”. Sebastian saw the man come and stand between his legs, holding his dick. Then the other man went behind him and pushed on a button which made the straps pull Sebastian’s legs up so his ass was on perfect position in front of the man’s dick. He suddenly realized what was going to happen and screamed like he never screamed before, “NOO PLEASE, MISTRESS, NOT A MAN MISTRESS PLEASE, NOT HIS DICK, MISTRESS PLEA…” the other man tried to shut him up but the mistress stopped him.”Let him scream” she said, “It’ll just get Bruce harder”
And with that said, Bruce roughly pulled out the large butt plug, the size of it not even being half the size of his cock, and slammed his hard 14 inch dick into Sebastian’s asshole, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH” screamed Sebastian, “MISTRESS NO, IT’S TOO BIG, MISTRESS, ATLEAST SOME LUBE, PLEASE MISTRESS, IT’S TOO BIG”
Latonya ignored him as he screamed and begged her, she just watched with pleasure as Bruce slammed his cock roughly into Sebastian’s asshole, “You’ll get used to it eventually baby” she told Sebastian as he let out another shriek. Sebastian felt like his asshole was gona tear open, the pain was too much, the man’s dick was just too big, and he just kept on fucking him harder and harder. After a few minutes, the man was going easy on him, fucking him slowly and gently, Sebastian couldn’t believe it, but he started enjoying it, he couldn’t believe that he got turned on by a man, he was even moaning slowly from time to time and started getting hard again.
Latonya climbed over the table and Sebastian saw that she had removed her pants, she stood over him with her pussy in full view, it was clean shaved, and it looked so beautiful, she was so beautiful, she then grabbed his now fully hard 7 inch cock and put it between her pussy walls, Sebastian couldn’t get any happier, he wanted her badly, wanted to cum badly, “Listen you little bitch” she told him, “Whatever happens, whatever you feel, you will not moan or make a single sound, or else you will get punished”
And with that, she went lower so his dick was in her wet pussy, she pushed herself in and out, slow at first, but then faster and faster, Sebastian also tried pushing his dick up and down to keep up with the phase but the straps made it hard for him, as she pushed herself on his dick harder, Bruce also fucked him harder and harder, while the other man was watching.
Sebastian felt amazing, he had never felt so much pleasure before, it was hard to keep from moaning but he controlled himself. He fucked Latonya harder and harder and he was on the verge of cuming, she noticed that and said “Just a little more baby”. He tried to hold himself but Bruce fucked him even harder so he couldn’t, he came into her with so much pressure, his body twitching, he almost felt dizzy from the pressure of the orgasm, it was the best one he had ever had, also, he couldn’t help but moan as he did so, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH” he screamed out. Abruptly after that both Latonya and Bruce stopped, and she got off the table and wore her pants, leaving Sebastian breathing rapidly on the table. He thought it was over, even though it was painful but yet amazing in the end, he knew it was over until he heard her say,
“Didn’t I tell you not to make a sound?” she told him coldly. That line scared the shit out of him, not because of what she said, but cause of the tone she used with him, she had used that tone twice before, once, right before she whipped him, and then another time, right before she made Bruce fuck him. “What more could she do to me?” he thought. He looked at his clothes lying on the floor in the corner of the room, the paper was in his pants, and he needed that paper. Latonya broke into his thoughts when he saw her walk towards the shelf again, she took a glove and wore it, and then she took down a long, metal rode, which was twisted in the letter L at one end. She then saw her walk in front of the fireplace and stuck the L shaped end into the fire, turning to Sebastian while doing so; she smiled at him cruelly and then ordered the men, “Boys, why don’t you put young Sebastian here in proper position for his punishment”
“Mistress…” Sebastian said in a low voice, his voice was stuck in his throat from fear, he knew what was going to happen, he knew he couldn’t do anything about it, he knew it was coming. Both men unstrapped him again and took him to another table, this one was metallic, all they did was bend him over it and strapped his hands and legs again, so now he was in the position of a man having a prostate exam. While they did so, he tried to fight back has much as he could, but his attempts at it just seemed pathetic. “Mistress I need my pants, I need the paper mistress, you were right mistress, I can’t handle you, you win mistress” he said calmly. He didn’t know why he was so calm; probably because he was scared shitless, he was shaking he couldn’t even scream.
She was still standing near the fireplace, burning the end of the metallic rod, “Well I’m sorry Sebastian” she said softly without even looking at him, “but the only way you could leave here is for you to read that piece of paper, didn’t I give you the chance to do so when we were at the door?” she said softly “Plus,” she went on “this is what you get for disobeying me”
She pulled out the metal rod from out of the fire; he saw that the end was red-orange. He stayed quiet, but as she started walking towards his ass, he couldn’t help it, he lost it completely, he screamed like he never screamed before, “MISTRESS NOOOOOOOOOOO, PLEASE, MISTRESS I’LL DO ANYTHING, YOU CAN WHIP ME AND FUCK ME, BUT NOT THIS MISTRESS, PLEASE” while saying this, he actually started crying, actual tears were running down his face, this was the most embarrassed he had ever felt in his life, the most fear, he wanted to die right there and then as he begged the tiny woman for mercy. “M-MISTRESS N-NOOOO P-P-P-LEAAAASE” he yelled between sobs.
She was now behind him and he couldn’t see her, he knew it was gona happen any moment, one of them men came and put his hands over his mouth, he tried to resist, he tried to break through the straps, but he just couldn’t.
And then he felt it, he felt the hot metallic rod burn his already bruised ass. Now this was the worst kind of pain he had ever felt. “AAAAARRGGHHH..UURRRGHGHHHHH” he screamed through the man’s hands. But Latonya did not remove the rod, it was still burning his ass, he felt like his whole body was on fire, he wanted to die, he just couldn’t handle the pain.
“Give him his pants” laughed Latonya, still not removing the metallic rod from his ass. The man who wasn’t holding Sebastian’s mouth went over and got his pants, took out the piece of paper and held it in front of Sebastian’s face, teasing him because he knew Sebastian won’t be able to say the words unless the other man removed his hands. “GGGRRRRRR…AGHGHGHGHG” Sebastian tried to scream but only muffled sounds came out.
“Hahahaahhh, you can let go of him Bruce” she told the man holding Sebastian’s mouth. The second he let go, Sebastian screamed out the words written on the piece of paper, “I WILL N-EVER BE ABLE TO H-HANDLE MY MISTRESS”. And with that, Latonya removed the metal rod from his ass and threw it on the floor, she went over to his face and kissed his mouth deeply, “You can go now baby, I’m sorry for all of this, but you’ve been a bad boy, and now I made you good” she said.
Sebastian just looked at her, with tears all over his face, his asshole was sore and felt like it was bleeding from Bruce’s dick, and his ass was not only sore from the whipping, but the burning sensation there was still unbearable.
Latonya went over to his ass and kissed the part where she had burnt him, then ordered the men to untie him.
She then gave Sebastian back his clothes and a small pink bag, “I won the bet, you know what you have to do” she said, pushing the bag which had the pink thong in his hand, “Oh, and thanks for the chocolates” she said while picking that box up too and taking a bite, “it was a nice gesture, you must be such a gentleman”
Sebastian didn’t say a word, he just took his torn clothes and left. “I’ll keep my side of the bet” he thought, looking at the bag. “She might’ve won this time, but it’s not the end of my story with her” he smiled to himself as he drove away.

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I Cant Lose

My first work of erotic fiction. All criticism, comments, recommendation are accepted. This did not actually happen just a work of fiction I thought of.
My names Andrew I’m 16, 5 foot 10, 190lbs broad shouldered and built like a brick shithouse. I’ve got Short Brown hair and bright blue eyes. I have always had a girl who liked me at school just no one I found myself interested in. I live with my Mom, Dad, and my twin sisters Alison and Riley both 17. Allison and Riley are identical, Dark Brown hair, icy blue eyes, 5 foot 4, and even though I felt wrong looking at them like this… They have have these beautiful tight firm little asses that make all the boys stare, also with there what I would guess being size 32 C tits they weren’t lacking there. My sisters were two of the hottest girls in school and that was undoubtable. They had amazing bodies too from playing soccer all there life, these two were every guys dream. Enough about me and my family let’s get to the story.
My parents left for the week on some vacation that I didn’t really care about and with the girls and me at school all of us having cars it wasn’t a big deal. It was after school my sisters and I both had soccer practice and we were all done for the day and we were just showering up in our own respective locker rooms. I was out quick like usual but they had taken a long time and were in their locker room alone. I went to go to my own car and go home but as I walked by the entrance to the girls locker room to get to the gym exit I stopped as an idea popped into my head. I looked around making sure the gym was empty. It was, so silently I walked into the girl’s locker room.
I peeked around to make sure it was really empty. I could see the steam coming out from the showers and quickly I went over to see my sisters showering and I heard them talking about who some cute senior was. They had no idea I was here. Quickly taking my phone out I go to the camera, I snap a couple of pictures of them showering. They were so beautiful. Just then my phone goes off with a text message my heart stops, instantly their heads turn and spot me. One of them shrieks and I take off running. I run straight out the locker room, through the gym, down the hallway and out the school into the parking lot. I sprint straight to my car get into it and drive home got 10 over the whole way, I can’t believe I didn’t get pulled over.
I was home for maybe five minutes when I heard the front door slam open and then shut. I hear Alison yell, “Andrew you little fucking perv, give me your fucking phone now”. I sit on my bed waiting for death to come as I hear them pounding up the stairs. They walk straight into my room and as they enter I think of my saving grace. They walk in together wearing yoga pants and tight neon t shirts, Riley in green and Ali in pink. Riley walks straight up to me and Ali on the other side of my bed. “Give it to me now or we call mom” threatens Riley.
“Actually, no you won’t” I respond.
Ali cuts in “What are we stupid?”
“Look” I say to them, “If you tell anyone I have these, they go on Facebook. In fact unless you find a way to convince me not to, these are going onto Facebook and out to every contact in my phone”
They stand there without moving obviously y trying to find some way out of this. Finally Ali speaks, “what do you want us to do? Your laundry and cook for you? Some money?”
I grin up at them, “Oh that’s not what I had in mind”
“THEN WHAT”, yells Ali.
“You disgusting little perv” cuts in Riley, “You want us to fuck you don’t you”. Alison looks horrified.
“Eh, I suppose I could always just send these out”
Alison cuts in, “Riley what choice have we got?”
“I… Well… fine you little fuck”
I instantly change my tone “I suggest you be a little nice, after all you have to get me horny”. She rolls her eyes to this. Alison slowly climbs onto my bed and on top of me, straddling my chest as she leans in to kiss me. Riley just stands there. As out tongues meet and our kiss gets deeper and deeper. I break the kiss off to a questioning look from Ali. “Aren’t you going to do something Riley?” She just stares at me. “Ali moves over so Riley can be on the other side” She slowly moves over as riley climbs in next to me. And leans in to kiss me, instantly I feel her tongue as I wrap mine around her as I feel Alison Join our kiss. “This being my 2nd time kissing a girl and 1st time kissing two at the same time. I could feel both there probing tongues wrapping with each other and mine. I feel on of them move and the other is back on top straddling my chest. I feel hands traveling up my pant legs. Slowly taking off my belt and sliding my jeans off. Followed by my boxers. I feel hand sliding under my shirt as my kiss is broken and the shirts pulled off. I look to see Riley take my small flaccid cock in the hands, bend her head down and take me into her mouth. This being my first blow job my eyes nearly rolled straight back into my head. I feel Alison crawl down my bed and start licking the shaft where Riley wasn’t there. I grew almost instantly to my full 8 inches. I Look down to see Ali’s cute little ass on my chest as she switches with Riley. I reach out and squeeze each cheek eliciting a moan from Ali. “Aren’t you two a little over dressed?” I ask they stop sucking me for a second before they start to slowly take off each other’s shirts, I see here in matching lacy black bra. Slowly Ali goes to her knees as she pulls down Riley’s yoga’s, revealing matching black thongs. To my surprise Ali rips it off and takes a deep lick of Riley as Riley screams in ecstasy and surprise. Riley steps back picks up Ali and practically rips he clothes off of here, sucking her nipple and then shoving a finger into her tight pussy. Ali walks over to me and kisses me. “Promise to be gentle? Were both still virgins”.
“Of course”.
Ali slowly straddles my hips, lining my erect penis up with her lips and slowly lets her down. I couldn’t believe she was so tight. Riley walks over to me straddles my chest and kisses me. I lay there in pure pleasure as my sister’s ride me and kiss me. I feel Ali tighten and stop as her pussy ripples I feel her ride out her orgasm. Then she switches places with Riley. Riley was different… tighter… and she didn’t care about going slow. She instantly ripped through her hymen and rode me so fast I felt as if my dick was about to fall off. I stopped her once and then let her continue as I felt her climax approaching I timed it so we would come together. I planned to pull out but Ali Stopped me, “We are on the pill don’t worry”. Without missing a stroke I came as her pussy spasmed and she collapsed on my chest. I erupted inside her. I feel rope after rope of cum plastering her walls. As she slowly got out I could see the cum dripping out as Ali crawled down and began to eat her out, devouring her creampie. After she ate out Riley she looks up and Kisses her deeply swapping the juices. They break the kiss as riley licks Ali getting her juices into the mixture as they kiss. As they swallow, they turn to look at me. They say it at the same time… “What next?”
… End of part one. Depending on how the reviews come back I may make more parts.

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Adoring Elizabeth II: Skipping Church

The play went well. The youth did their jobs and there were very few hiccups. I didn’t get to see much of Elizabeth at all that evening, and with all the kids and her parents around, I thought it best not to try anything with her, but I did smile at her.
If I wasn’t mistaken, though, she seemed to avoid meeting my gaze. If I would have had the chance to, I would have made sure everything was alright. Perhaps it was just her way of hiding what had happened. In my semi-paranoid state, I also wondered if she may have told someone, such as her mother, what had happened. I assumed that couldn’t have happened, however, because then I wouldn’t have made it to the play without being arrested. Still, so many thoughts consumed my mind.
The following Sunday I went to services as usual, and saw her across the aisle with her family. As the sermon finished, I approached her near her family and said, “Hi Elizabeth. How are you? Mind if I walk with you to Sunday School?” I smiled at her parents and gave them a friendly nod, hoping to take away any suspicions that might have risen.
Elizabeth nodded. “Okay,” she said. There was definately something about her voice. She didn’t seem happy to see me. She seemed deflated.
I led her outside. There was a sidewalk that looped the church building, and I knew we would have relative privacy there from listening ears.
“Is everything okay? You seem either sad or like you don’t want me to be around,” I said.
There was a long pause, and I was beginning to wonder if she really wasn’t going to say anything to that. Finally, she said, “Do you really love me?”
I was shocked. “Of course, Elizabeth. I can’t believe how in love I fell with you over the course of just one evening. I truly love you. Why would you doubt that?”
“Well, I thought maybe you were just using me for sex,” she said. “After you left, Mom noticed I wasn’t wearing a bra. She asked me why, and I couldn’t think of an answer, so she got suspicious and kept asking me about it. Finally, I told her that I was just trying to get your attention. Don’t worry, I didn’t tell her about what we did. She just told me that trying to get a boy’s attention by dressing immodestly only gets the wrong kind of attention. It only gets lust, not love, from boys.”
“Oh, Elizabeth,” I said, sounding relieved. “I love you. It’s true, that most guys would simply want sex from a girl showing herself off, but I love you, and if you don’t believe me, I will prove it over time. But you got to let me, okay?”
She nodded, and even smiled. Finally, she looked up at me. “I love you too.”
“In fact, let’s check on your parents,” I said. She smiled, apparently knowing what I was thinking. Going back into the building, we looked into the adult class of Sunday School to find her parents sitting inside, participating. My car was on the other side of the building, so they wouldn’t even notice me leaving.
We drove a few blocks away to a Middle School and parked in the staff parking behind the school. After parking, I looked over at her. She was wearing a black blouse and pink-and-black skirt that went just below her knees. As it was winter, she had boots on that went up halfway to her shins, but I couldn’t help but admire the simple sexiness of her skinny little knees. I opened my door, got out, and went around just as she was getting out. “Next time wait for me so that I can open it for you,” I said, then leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me back, and I grabbed her head with both hands as I pressed harder with my mouth on hers, sticking my tongue in her mouth. I let go, finally, and took her right hand with my left, interlocking my fingers with hers as my familiar tent started forming.
She noticed my tent and asked, “Does your thing do that whenever you need sex?”
“Well, whenever I’m aroused,” I told her.
“But you haven’t even touched my boobs or anything,” she said, slightly confused.
“Just looking at you, knowing that I love you, is enough,” I said. She smiled and leaned her head on my shoulder. I let go of her hand and put my arm around her, and she put hers around my waist.
We got to a bench and I asked her to sit next to me. Once we were both seated, with her on my right, I leaned over and kissed her again. She returned the kiss, placing her hand on my lap. While kissing her, I unbuttoned the top four buttons of her blouse to find a clean, pink bra underneath. She giggled as she realized my goal, but kept her lips on mine for a few more moments. As I reached in and squeezed her right breast with my left hand, she pointed her face upward with pleasure, breaking the kiss. I continued to squeeze it, sliding my hand underneath the cup and pinching her nipple. This caused her to squeal cutely, then reach up and run her fingers through my curly hair.
“I can’t believe how lucky I am,” I said. “You’re so perfect. These, are so perfect.” I gave her breast a squeeze for emphasis, and she giggled again.
“I’m glad you like them so much,” she replied. “How much time until Sunday School’s out?”
I pulled out my cell phone and looked at the clock. “Twelve minutes,” I said, slightly disappointed. Suddenly, I got an idea. “Can I take a picture of you?” I asked.
“Sure,” she said, leaning back slightly and smiling. I took two pictures of just her face. They were good pictures. I then reached into her blouse and pulled her right tit out of the bra cup, exposing the nipple. Holding my camera just right, I first took a picture of the breast alone, then I squeezed it and took a picture of it molding to the form of my hand, her nipple protruding between my index and middle fingers. She laughed uncontrollably during these pictures, then I showed her the pictures. She smiled up at me and said, “Anything else?”
“Well,” I said, looking at the clock again, “We only have nine minutes now.”
She looked slightly disappointed, but ready to please if I came up with an idea, and suddenly I did.
“Hey, I have an idea of something you could do to help me with this,” I told her. “I’ve never done this before, but a lot of people do. It’s called a blow job. Do you know what that is?”
She sook her head, and I took a deep breath. “Basically, you take my penis into your mouth, and you suck it, lick it, and pleasure it until I shoot my sperm into your mouth, which you swallow.”
She looked surprised, and a little disgusted. “I don’t know,” she said skeptically.
“Well, I can’t go back to the church like this,” I said, pointing at my tent.
She looked at it, then took a deep breath as thoguh resolving herself. Finally, she reached out and unzipped my zipper, reached in, found the hole in my underwear, and pulled it out. Feeling my cock in her hand was incredible. She leaned over it, her long hair falling over her face, then got up to kneel between my legs. I reached down with my hands and pulled her hair out of the way, and she looked up at me somewhat apprehensively. I smiled at her lovingly, and she smiled back and then leaned down, placing her lips around my hard member. Obviously, she had never done this before, but I was telling her the truth when I told her that I had never been blown, so it felt amazing to me. I stroked her hair idly as she licked the shaft, her hand at the base, and between licks sucked on the head and the three inches she could comfortably get into her mouth. I could reach her breasts with one hand, but not without getting in her way, so I played with her still-exposed nipple for only a few seconds before leaning back again, my hands on her hair to hold them back. She looked so beautiful with my cock in her mouth, her lips closed around it.
I let go of her head with one hand and grabbed my camera. Fumbling and still paying attention to the pleasure I was getting, I turned the camera mode back on and called her name so that she would look up at me. Without stopping what she was doing, I took a picture of her with her eyes locked on mine, then closed the camera and put it on the bench beside me.
It was approaching. I told her so, and she merely looked at me, thought for a moment, then continued. As it approached, I humped slightly to match her movements, then shot the load deep into her mouth, my cock pulsating over and over again as it shot repeatedly. The first shot must have hit her wrong, because she choked initially, but then swallowed reflexively. Another swallow, then another came. Finally, after six total swallows, she waited a bit to make sure there wasn’t any more, then she lifted off and took a deep breath. She had a bit of cum on her lip, and as she reached to wipe it, I grabbed her arm and said, “Don’t.”
I pulled out the camera again and took another picture, her expression wasn’t smiling, but just a look of an accomplished mission. I then wiped the bit of cum off with my finger and rubbed it onto her nipple, then placed her breast back into her cup. As I started buttoning her buttons again, I asked, “How was it?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “Weird at first, and the taste is weird, but I don’t know. I could get used to it I suppose. Sex is better.”
I nodded as I finished the last button. “I agree.”
I zipped my pants and reached over to hug her. “Thank you so much, Elizabeth. I love you so much. Please don’t ever think that I don’t.”
She nodded and kissed me. I kissed her back, then looked at my clock. “We’d better get back,” I told her.
She nodded and I placed my hand on her bum as we walked back to my car. She did the same, even pinching it and laughing when I jumped. I opened the door for her and let her in, then got in my side and we drove back to the church.
We ran to the building and sat in the lobby as her parents’ class let out. Pretending we were engrossed in a conversation, I greeted her parents warmly and said, “I’m sorry. We skipped class today to talk about the play. You guys think it went well, right?”
Elizabeth’s parents didn’t notice anything was up. We talked about the play, and as they left, I waved to Elizabeth and watched her join her family as they went home.

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The Devil’s Pact Chapter 8: Dinner and an Orgy

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
The Devil’s Pact Chapter 8: Dinner and an Orgy
I led my fiancee, Mary, and our two, new sluts: the newlywed Chantelle and Lana; past the Maitre D’ and into the Skycity Restaurant, located atop of the Space Needle. The restaurant was a circular room, with tables lined around the windows that showed a magnificent view of Seattle at night. At the center lay a bar and the kitchen. As the restaurant slowly rotated in a circle, you could enjoy the entire panorama of the City of Seattle aglow with lights against the black pools of the Puget Sound and Lake Washington.
Mary gasped in surprise and pleasure. Earlier this evening, I had inspected the wait staff for the restaurant and kept the six most beautiful women and dismissed the rest. I had ordered them to line up, naked, save for the white, waist aprons of their uniforms. The aprons only covered their groins and the top of their thighs, leaving their flat stomachs and varied breasts on display. All were gorgeous in their own, unique and special ways.
“Choose three to wait on us,” I told Mary, “and the other three will serve Chantelle and Lana.”
“Thank you, Master,” Lana said, eyes feasting on the banquet of naked women, arm wrapped around her wife. Chantelle licked her lips.
“Your welcome, Lana,” I said. “Its your honeymoon, still, so you two have fun.”
Mary started walking around the waitress, eying them critically. She trailed a hand through the strawberry-blonde hair of feisty Fiona, pinched the plump, cinnamon rear of Hannah Smilingfox, and hefted the heavy, D-Cup tit of the otherwise petite Xiu. Mary played with the butterfly dangling from a silver chain that pierced through Xiu’s dark nipples. Then Mary was moving again, pinching the hard nipple on Wanda’s tiny, bee-sting breasts, slid her hand across the shaved lips of doll-faced Korina’s pussy, and goosed the slim ass of Ingrid, the lanky blonde.
Mary pushed Korina forward, wrapped one arm around Xiu’s waist and a second about Ingrid’s, pulling both girls tight against her sides and grinned wickedly at me. “Oh, we’re going to have fun tonight!”
Korina led us to a table against the windows, covered in a white, lacy tablecloth and set with sterling silverware and pink candles burning in silver sconces. Pink and red rose petals were strewn across the table and two bottles of champagne chilled in an ice bucket. I held out the seat for my fiancee and she smiled prettily at me. So prettily that I just had to bend down and captured her red lips in a kiss, before I sat opposite her. Korina heavy breasts swayed as she poured us each a flute of champagne and Mary reached out and played with her belly piercing, a silver heart dangling from a chain. Xiu produced two menus and set them before us. Across the room, Lana and Chantelle were being seated by Wanda.
I looked at the menu then at Xiu and her magnificent rack. I grabbed her and guided her to the floor beneath the table. The Asian beauty unzipped my pants and sucked my cock hungrily into her small mouth. Mary laughed, lifting the table cloth to watch. “Ohh, what a nasty girl,” Mary cooed. “You didn’t even tell her to start sucking.” Xiu gasped on my cock as Mary started rubbing her foot through her hairy bush. “Give him a titty-fuck with those massive breasts, slut.”
Xiu’s breasts were soft and silky on my cock, as she slid them slowly up and down. “Thanks, Mare,” I groaned. “Her tits feels amazing!”
Mary held up her flute of champagne and I held up mine. “To a night of pleasure!” she toasted and our glasses tinked together. The champagne was chilled and bubbly as it slid down my throat. Mary grinned licking her lips after what was probably her first taste of champagne. Fuck, it was my first taste of actual champagne, too. Mary was smiling wantonly and then hiked up her skirt. “Ingrid,” she beckoned at the blonde, Nordic woman.
“Yes, miss?”
Mary reached out, grasped the woman’s long, tight braid that fell all the way to her shapely ass and pulled her face down, hard. Ingrid gasped, but didn’t fight. “Get down on your knees and eat my naughty pussy, whore!”
“Yes, miss!” Ingrid gasped as Mary roughly shoved her head down. She got down on her knees, joining Xiu underneath the table and nosily started to eat out Mary’s cunt.
“Fuck this bitch is hot for pussy!” moaned Mary. Then she picked up the menu. “Mmhh, how about prawns for an appetizer?”
I just grunted, my cock felt too good to care what appetizer’s I got. Xiu was adding her tongue to her titty-fuck, licking the tip of my cock’s head as she slid her firm breasts along my shaft. Korina was taking the order, her nipples were hard and her face flushed. I reached out and fondled her pert ass, dipped in and found her shaved vulva, wet and hot. She gasped as I slid a finger up inside her.
“What do you want for the main course, Mark?” Mary asked, breathless. “I was thinking of … ohh shit!” She broke off as she convulsed in her chair, gasping loudly. “Jesus Christ, that little whore found my G-Spot!” Mary grabbed her flute of champagne and downed the last of it in a breathless gulp. Ingrid crawled out from underneath the table, lips smeared with pussy juices. Mary held up her glass, and Ingrid quickly filled it. “As I was saying, I’ll have the ahi tuna.”
“And you, sir,” Korina asked, her voice high and breathy as my finger probed up inside her cunt.
“Ah, the steak,” I groaned. I was close to cumming and really couldn’t be bothered to look at the menu.
“And how would you like that prepared, sir,” Korina asked. She was biting her lip, struggling to focus on her job.
“Medium … fucking … rare!” I moaned and spilled my white cum across Xiu’s olive breasts.
“Okay, sir,” Korina said and started to head towards the kitchen. I licked my fingers. She had a sweet, musky flavor.
Mary grabbed her arm, stopping her. “Let Xiu take the order to the kitchen,” Mary said and pulled Korina down into her lap and sucked a dark nipple into her mouth.
Xiu took the order slip, and blushing furiously, walked into the kitchen naked and covered in cum. There were a few hoots and hollers and Xiu quickly returned, somehow even redder, but with a smile on her face. Maybe she enjoyed being humiliated. I downed the rest of my champagne and followed Mary’s example and pulled Ingrid down onto my dick. Her wet cunt slid pleasantly down my cock and she gasped as I invaded her, wiggling to adjust to the sudden penetration. I kissed her lips and tasted Mary’s sweet and spicy flavor on her rosy lips.
“Don’t just sit on my dick, whore!” I scolded, slapping her ass. “Wiggle those hips.”
As she fucked my cock, I pulled Xiu over and had Ingrid lick my cum off Xiu’s large, full tits. Ingrid started getting into it, moaning as she sucked and licked Xiu’s beautiful tits while her hand sliding down beneath Xiu’s apron to start fingering the Asian girl’s pussy. Ingrid’s pussy was tight and velvety on my cock and I shot a load of spunk deep in her. She stumbled off my lap and started to frig her clit as my cum ran down her leg.
“Service,” a voice yelled from the kitchen. None of the kitchen staff came out, I was quite clear with the cooks to stay in the kitchen.
I smacked Ingrid’s ass and she hurried to the kitchen. “Fuck! The little slut’s got cum running out of her cunt!” A cook yelled. “Stay, sweet Ingrid, I got a fat cock to shove up there.” “No you don’t. You’re dick as small as my pinkie. Now I got a monstrous cock for you!”
Ingrid fled the kitchen, as embarrassed as Xiu had been. The table shook as Korina sat on the edge, moaning as Mary ate out her pussy. Korina back was to me covered in a sheen of sweat, her muscles rippling as she writhed on Mary’s tongue. “Oh, fuck! Yes, yes, your tongue is amazing! Fuck! I’m cumming! Oh, god I’m cumming!”
Ingrid set the plate of steaming prawns on the table as Korina hopped off. Mary caught Ingrid and kissed her then grabbed a prawn and bit in hungrily. I grabbed one too and was about to take a bite when I had a depraved idea. I smacked Korina’s ass, and commanded, “Bend over, bitch.”
Korina bent over, her shaved cunt showing between her sleek thighs and I shoved the prawn up into her pussy, sliding the prawn in an out a few times, making sure I got a nice marinade. Then I popped the delicious prawn in my mouth, enjoying the sweet flavor Korina added. Mary smiled, and bent Ingrid over, covering her prawn with my cum and Ingrid’s pussy juices.
“Mmhh,” Mary said, smacking her lips. “They should sell this! What do you think, slut? Would you like to have customer’s cum in your pussy and then use you for dipping sauce?”
Ingrid shook her head. “No, miss.”
Mary stuck another prawn up her cunt. “Sure you do, bitch. I’m mean, look how wet you are. Your filthy juices are trickling down you legs. Here, try it.” Ingrid bit hesitantly into the prawn, smeared with cum. “Good, right?” Mary asked.
“Yes,” Ingrid said, smiling shyly.
“Of course you do, you’re a fucking slut,” Mary said and shoved another prawn up her cunt to marinate. “A dirty slut who loves things shoved up her cunt!”
I was alternating between Xiu and Korina’s cunt. Each add subtle difference to the flavor. Xiu was a little more tart, and Korina a little more sweet. For my last prawn, I stuck it up both their cunts and savored the delicious mix of flavors. After finishing her last prawn, Mary stood up and began unlacing the corset of her white dress and let the dress slide down her lush body. Naked, she walked to the window and peered out at Seattle. Her ass was plump and I stood up and stepped behind her, rubbing my dick on her smooth, soft cheeks.
Mary fingered her engagement ring. “This is been such a wonderful day. Thanks.” She turned her head and kissed me. “I would love to feel my fiancee’s cock up my ass!”
I smiled. “Naughty filly!” I whispered as I found her tight asshole nestled between the softness of her asscheeks. Mary gasped and wiggled as I slowly shoved my wet cock inside her tight ass. “Fuck that’s tight!” I groaned and started slowly fucking her. Before us, the city of Seattle slowly rotated about us, a jewel set between dark waters.
“I love you,” Mary groaned as we fucked our hips in a slow rhythm, slowly building our pleasures.
“I love you, too, Mare!” I whispered and started kissing her neck and ear. I started fucking her harder, more urgent. Her hand grasped mine and slid it up to her breast and squeezed her firm flesh and hard nipple. We were moving in unison, working together to make the other cum. Her ass was tight and silky and hot with her desire. I felt the tightening in my loins, I was about to cum. I held off, wanting Mary to orgasm with me.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Mary hissed, wantonly. “Ohh, fuck me stallion, fuck me till I cum. Fuck me, you randy steed!” Her ass clench on my cock, milking it and I groaned and shot my seed into her bowels. I hugged her tight and she rocked in my embrace, staring out at the city, tenderly enjoying the moment.
“Sir, miss,” Korina said, hesitantly. “Your dinner is ready.”
Mary’s stomach rumbled and we both laughed. I pulled my cock out of her ass, some cum leaking out, and held the chair out for her. Our champagne flutes had been refilled and two plates of food steamed on the table. My steak was juicy and pink, almost melting in my mouth. It came with a side of fries cooked in duck fat giving them a rich, wild flavor. Not seeing any ketchup, I had Korina bend over and used her slutty juices to dip with. Mary stole some of my fries and tried Korina’s special sauce, so I stole a bite of Mary’s tuna off her plate, laughing as Mary tried to stop me. We polished off a second bottle of champagne, the liquid bubbling happily through my veins, the room was getting warm, so I pulled off my clothes while Mary and Ingrid hooted and whistled.
Mary had been eying Korina’s plump pussy as she stayed bent over and stood up when she finished eating. She grabbed Korina and pulled her to the floor and scissored her legs with Korina, allowing their cunts to kiss. Mary loved to trib another woman as much as I loved watching two women trib.. Mary fucked her cunt hard against Korina’s and both women were panting and moaning. I downed some more champagne and eyed Xiu and Ingrid. Ingrid was almost a head taller than Xiu, lanky with small breasts. Xiu was petite in every way save for her D-Cup tits which looked almost ridiculously large on her tiny frame. Which to fuck. Well, I already had Ingrid’s tight cunt.
Slapping Xiu’s ass, I order, “On your knees like a bitch!”
“Yes, sir,” Xiu quickly replied, kneeling down and exposing her thick mat of black pubes covering her wet pussy.
I knelt behind her, spread her ass cheeks. God that was an inviting ass. My cock had dried and her ass wasn’t lubed. I tried to think, but my blood was boiling from the champagne, and her ass was so inviting. To drunk to care if it hurt her, I slammed my cock hard into her ass. Xiu screamed in pain, bucking beneath me as I fucked her ass with powerful, deep strokes. Xiu cries of pain were starting to grate my ears. The bitch need something to do with her mouth and I spotted Ingrid masturbating.
“Ingrid, stick your cunt in her face!” I yelled. “Xiu, that’ll give you something useful to do with your mouth!” I ordered, really fucking her fast and hard. Her ass was almost painfully tight on my cock and dry, the walls of her ass rubbing roughly on my cock’s sensitive tip. My head swam from the champagne and feeling Xiu squirm in pain beneath me made her ass feel all the better.
“Fuck that bitch’s ass!” Mary moaned, tribbing furiously with Korina. Korina was gripping Mary’s leg, her tongue licking and sucking her cute little toes. “Fuck her hard, Mark! She’s a naughty bitch who needs to punished!”
Ingrid was writhing on Xiu’s tongue, Xiu’s whimpers muffled by Ingrid’s muff. Xiu’s ass felt so good it wasn’t long before I was cumming in her bowels. I slammed all the way in and rested my girth in her ass, savoring the afterglow of orgasm and watching Xiu lick and suck Ingrid’s filthy cunt. Ingrid had a hand wrapped in Xiu’s black hair and started grinding her blonde pubes across Xiu’s lips. “Fuck, fuck, make me cum, Xiu!” she moaned. “Oh, fuck you’re tongue’s so good, so good!”
I finally pulled out of Xiu’s ass, my cock sticky and grabbed Xiu and forced her to clean my cock. She gagged as I fucked my cock down her throat, gripping her head tight and watched my fiancee tribbing feverishly with Korina. The doll-faced slut was gasping and shaking, her large tits bouncing as she came on Mary’s cunt.
“Oh, you fucking slut!” Mary groaned. “You came before me, you damned whore.” Mary really started to grind her cunt on Korina who continued to shudder as her orgasm rolled on and on under Mary’s relentless fucking. “Oh, you god damn whore! Make me cum, make me cum!” Then with a loud yell, her toes curling, Mary writhed and collapsed, breathing heavily.
I reached for more champagne and found we were out. I pulled my hard cock out of Xiu’s lips. “Go get more champagne, slut,” I ordered. Xiu stumbled towards the bar, my cum leaking out of her sore ass. I grabbed Ingrid’s braid, pulling her up and shoving my cock in her mouth. I fucked her mouth a few times then shoot my cum down her throat as Xiu gingerly walked back with two more bottles, and a big smile on her lips.
She reached me and kissed me hotly on the mouth, her lips sour with the taste of her ass and salty with the taste of my cum. “Thank you,” she husked. “I’ve never cum so hard!”
I took champagne bottle and popped the cork. “So you like it rough, huh, bitch?”
“Yes!” she moaned. I took a swig of the bottle and offered it to her and she gulped down a big swallow.
I shoved her roughly against a table, rattling the dishes and almost knocking over the candles. I grabbed one candle and winced as hot wax touched my skin, cooling and hardening instantly. I shoved the candle up her ass. “Stay like that, then bitch!”
She writhed. “Fuck that’s hurts,” she groaned as hot wax ran down the candle and cooled on her ass. More ran down her taint and got tangled in her pussy hair.
“You like that, whore!” I demanded, slapping her ass hard.
“Yeess!” she screamed. Fuck, this bitch was cumming again.
“I’m going to make you my slave, bitch! How do you like that?”
“Fuck yeah!” she groaned as more wax ran down to mat her pubic hair. “Use me, abuse me! I’ll do anything!”
“Then I’m your Master and Mary’s your Mistress. You’ll do whatever sick, twisted things we tell you to do, slut!”
“Yes, oh yes!” she panted like a bitch in heat.
I drank more of the champagne and spilt some on her ass. I bent down and licked it off the silky, smooth skin of her firm ass. “Ooh, that looks like fun!” Mary cooed from behind, stumbling over to me. God, she looked even more beautiful, body flushed from her orgasm, juices staining her thighs. Mary licked some champagne off Xiu’s ass and bit her asscheek hard, leaving teeth marks.
Mary pointed to Ingrid and patted the table next to Xiu. Ingrid sat on the table and I dumped champagne down her body, the gold liquid running in frothy bubbles across her breasts, down her stomach and matting her blonde pubic hair. Mary licked champagne off her tit, sucking a pink nipple into her mouth. I joined her, sucking the bubbly liquid off Ingrid’s other tit.
“Mark,” Mary said, giggling, “there’s a candle in this whore’s ass!”
I laughed. “I know, I shoved it there.”
She was laughing hysterically and stumbled back, almost falling. “What a nasty bitch! You have a candle in your ass!” Mary started spanking her ass. “Your naughty, slutty ass!”
“Ohh, spank me harder, Mistress!” Xiu moaned.
“Mistress?” Mary asked and then started giggling and slapping her ass. “Are you my naughty, dirty, whorish slave!” Every word was punctuated with a hard slap.
“Yes!” Xiu panted, writhing on the table.
“And look, there’s wax all in your pubes!” Mary exclaimed.
I was hard again and my head reeled from the champagne. I stumbled into Korina. “I haven’t fucked you yet, right?” I asked. I was pretty sure I hadn’t.
“No sir,” she answered. I shoved her up against Ingrid, Korina’s large titties rubbing against Ingrid’s wet breasts. I spread her legs and shoved into her wet pussy. She was tight and wriggled pleasurably on my cock. Ingrid started kissing Korina and the girls began to trib as I fucked Korina from behind.
“You’re pussies too hairy,” Mary giggled, toying with Xiu’s curly mat of black hair. “It’s … it’s just to hairy! Nasty, nasty hair. My sluts must be … fuck, um … yeah, waxed!” Xiu screamed and bucked on the table as Mary ripped out a piece of hardened wax, taking a chunk of curly black pubes. “Holy shit, Mark!” Mary gasped, slurring her words a bit. “This bitch came when I … uh … shit that was amazing!” Mary ripped a second piece of wax and hair out and Xiu just writhed on the table, moaning in pain and pleasure.
I was fucking Korina hard, shoving her pussy into Ingrid. The room was spinning and I stumbled back, falling onto my back. Ingrid and Korina didn’t even notice, just kept writhing on each other. Mary snorted with laughter and sat down on my cock and started bouncing. God, her pussy felt good.
“Get over here!” Mary ordered. I blinked, trying to focus, my head fuzzy with booze and Mary’s cunt felt too good on my cock to think. Then Mary said something about a “face.” I closed my eyes, enjoying her tight twat and when I opened them a pair of pale legs were straddling my head and a red-furred muff descended to my face. I struggled to think whose cunt had red hair. I started licking her lips, her red hair tickling my nose. She tasted tangy and I realized I just didn’t care what her name was, just how her cunt tasted. She moaned above me and then there was a wet, smacking sound. Was that kissing? An image of the two red-haired beauties kissing over me flashed through my mind.
Mary cooed, “Who’s pussy did I taste on your lips?”
“Chantelle,” the woman sitting on my face answered with a giggle.
Mary’s cunt contracted about my cock. “Oohh, I need to eat her out!” Mary moaned and then there was a wet, sucking sound. “Naughty girl! Suck my tits you fucking whore! Oh, this is amazing! A cock in my cunt and a woman’s mouths at my tit!”
Mary’s pussy was twitching on my cock, her hips fucking me hard as she howled her passion wordlessly. I groaned into the red-furred muff, my mouth thick with her tangy honey, and shot several powerful squirts of cum up her pussy. Mary stopped bucking, resting on me and she started kissing … Fiona, that was the red-haired sluts name. Fiona was writhing on my tongue, her moans muffled by Mary’s mouth. I found her clit and sucked hard and Fiona flooded my mouth with fresh girl-cum as her orgasm swept through her body.
Mary stood up, my cock flopping free of her pussy. I pushed Fiona off my face and struggled to my feat, falling back once. With Fiona’s help I got up and found some more champagne to drink. On the other side of the room, Mary was in the midst of a daisy chain. She was eating Chantelle’s cunt, who ate Lana, who devoured Wanda, who happily munched on Ingrid, who munched on cinnamon skinned Hannah, who finished the chain by licking out Mary’s cunt.
“Fuck that’s amazing,” I whispered in awe. I looked around for my duster and found it next to Xiu who was still bent over the table with the candle burning in her ass. More wax matted her thick pussy hair. In the pocket of my duster I found the camcorder. I just had to film the daisy chain.
I rushed back over next to Korina and Fiona who both watched in awe, fingering their juicy cunts. I started filming, my cock growing hard at the beautiful, sapphic tableau laid out before me. The women all moaned and writhed on each other’s lips. Lana was the first to orgasm, gasping on her wife’s mouth. Chantelle never even let up, just kept munching on her wife’s muff. Hannah was next and then Chantelle and Wanda came at the same time. Lana had cum a second time before Mary had her first orgasm.
The air reeked of feminine lust; a pleasant musk that was sweet, tangy, sour, spicy, and tart. My cock ached. “Suck me off,” I ordered, not caring whether it Korina’s doll-face or Fiona’s freckled face who blew me.
Both girls knelt before me, Korina sucking my cock into her greedy mouth as Fiona sucked my balls, rolling them between her teeth. Korina looked up at me with her deep blue eyes, so happy to serve me. Fiona started licking the shaft of my cock and then she forced Korina’s mouth off my cock. She swirled her tongue around my cock’s tip and then started to suck and I groaned in pleasure. Korina fought back, and the pair started licking and kissing around my cock head.
I stroked Fiona’s strawberry-blond hair with my free hand. “You bitches are so beautiful,” I moaned. “You’re my sex slaves now, aren’t you. You’ll do any fucked up things Mary or I tell you, right?” Both sluts moaned in agreement around my cock and I shot white seed across their faces, filming the sluts as they started eagerly licking my cum off each other’s faces, tongues stained white as they started to kiss.
I went back to filming the daisy chain. All the women were moaning and cumming into each other’s mouths. Ingrid came, her head arching back and exposing Hannah’s pussy to my sight. She was shaved clean of hair and her cunt was an enticing pink surrounded by cinnamon-red skin. I stumbled over, pushing Ingrid’s face out of the way and rammed my cock up her cunt. She moaned into Mary’s pussy as I started to vigorously fuck her. Ingrid’s tongue started to lap at my balls as they slapped against Hannah’s ass. Hannah came all most the moment my cock plunged in, primed by Ingrid’s carpet munching.
About to cum, I pulled out and shot my white cream on Hannah’s cinnamon-red skin, like whip cream sprayed on dark ice cream. The sight made me want some dessert. I slapped Hannah’s ass. “Go get some whip cream!” I ordered.
Mary moaned in disappointment. “What the hell, Mark,” she yelled. “That bitch was making me cum!” The daisy chain fell apart after that as Mary stood up and then straddled Wanda’s face. “Eat me, bitch!” Mary reached down and tried to squeeze Wanda’s tiny, A Cup tits, but they were too tiny to get a good grip on them and she ended up just squeezing Wanda’s nipples.
Where was Hannah? How hard is it to grab some whip cream. I grabbed a bottle of champagne, took a big swig, and stumbled towards the kitchen. There were some muffled shouts and cries. I peered in and Hannah was shoved up against the wall by one of the cooks, a skinny guy with a thin mustache and a weaselly face. His white pants were bunched around his knees as he fucked Hannah. The other cooks were watching intently and two had pulled out their cocks and were stroking away.
I started stroking my cock, watching Hannah gasp and moan as she got fucked. It took me a minute to realize there was a room full of pussy behind me that I could stick my cock instead of using my hand. “Lana, Chantelle, get your lesbian asses over here!”
The newlyweds walked with the grace of dancers, or at least the grace of strippers, across the room. Chantelle was slim and lithe, with a dancer’s body, while her wife was a curvy woman, her large tits swayed and the gold rings pierced through her nipples bounced about. They were both strippers at a club in Lakewood, where they had met and fallen in love. They both greeted me with a kiss, pressing their nubile bodies up against mine.
I shoved Lana into the kitchen, right into one of the guys jerking off. “Have fun,” I told her and Lana grabbed the guys cock and started stroking it.
“What a wonderful cock,” she purred in her Slavic accent.
“Oh, fuck!” the guy gasped and came quickly from her handjob, shooting white cum on her belly.
Chantelle stared queasily as she watched her wife scooped the guys cum off her flat belly and licked it off her fingers. I pushed Chantelle up against a counter and slid my dick up her cunt. “You don’t like watching Lana with men?”
“No,” Chantelle confessed as I slowly fucked her. Lana had moved onto another cook, fishing his cock out of his pants and she knelt down greedily sucked it into her mouth. “Lana knows I hate it. She gets off on it,” Chantelle’s voice complained in her thick, sexy Quebecois accent. “In the club, she enjoys giving men lap dances when she knows I am watching. She really grinds on them. Sometimes she pulls their cocks out and actually fucks them. It makes me so jealous, and she loves how aggressive I get. I will pull her backstage and just eat her spunk filled fanny, making sure the slut knows who really gets her off.”
Chantelle was panting, eyes fixated on her wife as the cook came in her mouth. Chantelle’s cunt was squeezing my cock tightly, her hips writhing in time with my fucking. Lana was pulled up by another cook who bent her over a stove and started ramming his cock up her cunt. Lana turned her head around and smiled at Chantelle.
“Dirty whore!” Chantelle hissed and shuddered on me as came. “Ohh, she’s going to get it!”
Hannah was on her knees, taking a cock up her ass and another in her mouth while a third cook shot his cum on her back. The man in Lana’s cunt didn’t last long. Her cunt was a sloppy mess when he pulled out and the first cook she jerked off was ready to fuck again and shoved his cock up her pussy. “You’re wife’s is pretty cock hungry for a lesbian.”
Chantelle didn’t answer, just kept fucking me. Lana was cumming on the second cook fucking her cunt. “Oh, Chantelle, his dick is so wonderful!” she cooed, wantonly. “And his warm spunk is shooting up in me.”
“Whore,” Chantelle whispered and moaned as she orgasmed again. A third cook stepped up and had his cock deep in Lana’s cum filled cunt, fucking her hard. Chantelle’s cunt was sucking at my dick so nicely that I came inside her. Angrily, Chantelle strode into the kitchen and shoved the third cook off her wife, grabbed Lana and pulled her out of the kitchen. “Dirty whore!” she scolded, slapping her ass. “You know that pussy is mine.”
“Ohh, I’ve been bad again,” Lana said with a naughty smile. Chantelle knelt before her and vigorously ate out Lana’s cunt. Lana wantonly moaned and panted, writhing on her wife’s face.
The cook who had been fucking Lana, shouted at Chantelle, “Fuck, bitch I was about to cum in that whore!”
The cooks deserved a reward for such a great dinner so I sent Ingrid in and she was quickly bent over the stove and fucked hard by the protesting cook. The guy fucking Hannah’s ass had come and she was on her back getting fucked by a huge Samoan cook, almost disappearing beneath his bulk. The whip cream I sent her in for was on the counter, so I ducked in and grabbed it. I also saw a spool of cooking twine. I bet Xiu would love to get tied up, so I grabbed the twine as well and left the two waitress to the cooks pleasures.
“Mark, you got to try this,” Mary said and then giggled. She had Wanda sitting on a table and had shoved a bottle of champagne up her cunt, golden liquid leaking out around the bottle and into Mary’s open mouth. I knelt next to her and she pulled the bottle out and a flood of pussy-infused champagne poured out. We pressed our mouths to her cunt and drank the heady liquid that gushed out. Mary’s hand found mine and she squeezed it gently.
“How ’bout some dessert, Mare?”
Mary laughed, loudly, clutching at her stomach. “Why … would I want … a desert?” she asked between laughs. “I mean … all that … sand?”
“No, des-sert,” I said, pronouncing the word slowly.
“Ohh, I like dessert,” she cooed, “but I don’t like deserts. Too much sand.” She giggled again. “Promise me will never go to the desert.”
I shook my head, geez she was wasted. “Yeah, I promise. Who needs all that sand.”
Her face was red from laughter and she bent in and kissed me. “Good! Let’s have dessert!”
I shoved the can of whip cream up Wanda’s champagne soaked cunt and shot frothy whip cream up her. Mary eagerly dug in, lapping whip cream out of Wanda’s twat. I sprayed some more and licked the sweet cream mixed with champagne and tart pussy juice. Wanda was moaning as Mary dug in with her tongue, digging deep into her cunt for more cream. I sprayed some on Mary’s freckled tit, and licked it off her dusky nipple, sucking the hard nub into my mouth.
“What’s this for,” Mary asked, picking up the cooking twine.
“Xiu,” I answered, diving back into Wanda’s cunt to lick up more cream.
Mary hopped up to her feat and stumbled over to Xiu, who was still bent over the table with a burning candle up her ass. The candle had almost burned down to a stub and had covered her pussy and ass in melted wax. Mary yanked the candle out of her ass, dumping it in the ice bucket. Xiu moaned, a mix of pain and pleasure, as Mary peeled off the wax and her pussy hair, leaving a nearly bare cunt.
“Oh, yes, keep ripping,” Xiu moaned, her pussy dripping juices as she got off on the pain.
Mary grabbed her hands and tied her wrists together behind her back with twine. Then she wrapped the twine around her legs, the thin cord biting deep into her flesh, as she tied her legs together. Next, Mary pinned her arms to her side and crisscrossed her large tits until they bulged obscenely around the tight bindings. Finally, she tied the twine through Xia vulva, her labia engulfing the twine as Mary pulled it tight. Xiu purred in pleasure, writhing bound on the floor. Her slut all tied up, Mary flipped Xiu onto her back and sat on her face, moaning as the Chinese waitress ate out her cunt.
While Mary tied up Xiu, I flipped Wanda over, bending her across the table and groping her slim, boyish ass. I shoved the whip cream bottle up her asshole and she gasped as cold cream shot into her bowels. I pulled the bottle away and shoved my cock up her ass, watching whip cream squeeze out of her ass around my cock.
“Your limo is here, sir,” the Maitre D announced from the restaurant entrance. He surveyed the orgy with a look of dismay at the mess we had created. I frowned, Limo? Out of the drunk fog rose the arrangements I had Allison make yesterday which included a limo to arrive at 1 AM and drive us to the Four Seasons Hotel.
But, Wanda’s ass felt to good for me to stop. “Tell him we’ll be done in a few minutes. Then go to the kitchen and have some fun.”
“Very well, sir,” the Maitre D replied stiffly.
I looked over at Mary and she had Fiona sucking on one tit and Korina on the other while Chantelle and Lana were sixty-nining near the kitchen. Inside the kitchen, the Maitre D had found Ingrid’s ass and fucked her hard as Hannah had a cock in all three holes: ass, pussy, and mouth. I fucked Wanda’s ass hard while watching my fiancee get pleasured by three sluts. Mary was panting in passion, writhing on Xiu’s tongue as her orgasm swept through her. I added more cream to Wanda’s ass, leaving a sticky mess of semen and whipped cream.
I grabbed my duster and Mary found her dress, draping it over one arm. I hefted the bound Xiu over my shoulder, she was light and must only way about 90 pounds. I led Mary, the newlyweds, and the waitresses, save Ingrid and Hannah, who were busy entertaining the kitchen staff, naked towards the elevator. As the elevator descended, my cock found its way into Fiona’s cunt and I almost came inside her when the elevator reached the bottom. The limo driver was waiting and he was didn’t even react as one naked guy and six naked ladies stumbled towards his white limo. I guess he was just used to wild parties. He just held open the door for us and we piled into the limo.
There was a sunroof. I opened it immediately and stood up, pulling Fiona up with me. I wanted to finish what we started in the elevator. I fucked her hard as the streets of the Seattle passed. I was drunk on champagne and power, not caring who saw me fucking this Irish beauty. Hell, let the world see my power. Nothing could stop me! Mary stood up next to me, wrapping an arm around my waist and holding Wanda’s face to her cunt. Just like me, Mary was getting off on the thrill of being watched, knowing there was no one who could stop us.
If I had been sober, I would have been amazed at the miracle of not passing any Seattle cops, but I was too drunk to realize that. By the time we reached the Four Seasons, I had cum in Fiona’s cunt and was well on my way to cumming in Lana’s tight cunt. Mary had Chantelle eating her out, now, after cumming on both Wanda and Korina’s faces as we drove. For a tip, we let the limo driver have Wanda for the rest of the night. She went willingly slid into the front of the limo with the driver, rubbing his cock through his pants.
The hotel lobby was almost deserted, only the night concierge, an attractive black woman with coffee-cream skin, and a bellhop lounged behind the counter. I confirmed our reservation in the presidential suite and gave Chantelle and Lana the honeymoon suite for a week, charged to Brandon Fitzsimmons credit card. On the elevator ride up, I enjoyed some black pussy, fucking the concierge hard. Her pussy was tight and wet and she curse and swore like a wild bitch as I fucked her from behind. Her wide ass jiggled every time my groin smacked into her as I rapidly fucked her. I left a load of hot cum up her nasty pussy.
Meanwhile, Mary had started kissing the bellhop, a handsome, square jaw guy, and unbelted his pants. He then pinned her to the elevator wall and frantically fucked her pussy, his black slacks falling down to bunch around his knees. Mary gripped his clenching ass, and then slid a finger up into his asshole. They guy bucked wild, groaning “Fuck, I’m cumming, you nasty slut!” the bellhop moaned.
Anger surged in me, how dare this asshole call my fiancee a slut. Without thinking, I drew back my fist and punched him in the side of the head. He stumbled back and glared at me. “That’s my fiancee you’re talking about, asshole!” I roared and punched him a second time, breaking his nose.
“Your fiancee’s a whore!” he shouted back, clutching his nose, struggling to keep his balance, hampered by the pants around his knees.
“You will never get hard for a woman again,” I told him fiercely with righteous anger. “The only pleasure you’ll get is from your hand. Now apologize to her and get our bags.”
“Sorry,” he muttered to Mary, blood trickling from his nose. “You’re not a slut or a whore.” The elevator dinged and the doors opened on the top floor.
“God that was hot,” Mary moaned, rubbing up against me. She pushed me out into the hallway and up against the wall, kissing me passionately. “The way you broke his nose,” she panted and wrapped her legs about my hips and slid my cock into her sloppy pussy.
Her pussy was soaking wet with another man’s cum. Fuck, there was this weird, wrong thrill at feeling my fiancee’s pussy greased by another man’s spunk. She fucked me hard, panting with pleasure, and it was exciting being in her after another man. This was my cunt and someone had been in it. Another man had violated her pussy and sullied it with their nasty cum. I could feel how eager her cunt was for my cock. And now it was time for me to reclaim her, to mark her as mine. She came quickly on my cock and I filled her with my cum, washing her cunt clean of that other man’s violation.
To be continued …

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