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Maybe Next Time?

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Donna, the daughter in law.

In the days that followed, Donna was strangely quiet. She and
Bob came by for dinner and a visit but she smiled demurely and
played the loving daughter-in-law. I was getting more than curious.
I found myself answering the phone, expecting to hear her sultry,
sexy comments.
A business trip took me out of town for two weeks. By the time
I returned I was ready for Thursday and the afternoon sex with
Jenny. Wednesday was interminable. I made a couple of advances at
Jenny during the afternoon and she shrugged them off politely.
As Thursday morning dragged toward lunch time, I caught Jenny
looking at me with hunger in her eyes. I smiled and licked my lips.
The office started to empty and I made a quick trip to the
bathroom; combed my hair and loosened my tie. I stepped back into
the office and stopped in my tracks.
Donna sat on the couch, large eyes staring innocently back at
me. She was wearing those funny faded looking jeans and a large
baggy shirt that was the fashion with the teenage girls I had seen
in the mall. High topped sneakers on her feet and all her hair
pulled into a one sided pony tail, completed the costume. Had I not
known her, I would have taken her for a fifteen or sixteen year
old.
“Hi, Daddy,” she chirped. She was smacking gum and staring
round eyed at me.
“Uh, hello, Donna.” Speaking was a struggle. I could feel the
blood pounding in my temples and pumping to gorge my dick.
“This is a nice office, Daddy,” she squeaked in character.
She bounded off the sofa and to the window. Pressing her pug
nose to the glass, she stared out from the fifteenth floor. She
pushed her hands into her pockets. That motion pulled the shirt up
and I could see her round little ass wrapped in tight denim. My
cock throbbed.
I looked around toward the door. I suddenly remembered Jenny.
I did not need for her to burst into the office, tearing her
clothes off.
“Don’t look for your secretary,” Donna chimed without turning
from the window.
I looked back her.
“She’s out to lunch with her husband.” Donna looked knowingly
over her shoulder.
“Have you had lunch?” I asked.
“Nope.” She had turned and was leaning back against the
window.
I could almost feel the heat of her body from ten feet away.
I could feel the heat in her eyes. She licked her pink lipstick and
glanced down at my crotch. Her dark eyes came back to mine and she
smiled.
“How about if I had my Daddy for lunch?” she asked.
“Why do you continue to play this ‘Daddy Game’?”
“Is it a game?” She licked her lips again and stared at me.
“Is it? Do you have some dark unrequited incestuous desire?”
I stepped to the desk and sat on the end of it. I could smell her
‘bubble gum’ perfume. The heat was rising fast in my blood.
“Maybe I sense some dark desire in you to fulfill.” Her hands
were back in her pockets, her arms squeezing in, making her breasts
thrust out.
“I don’t have a daughter,” I retorted.
“Doesn’t mean you can’t have the fantasy!” She turned her back
and crossed to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
I stared at the dark, rich wood of the door. I felt the surges
of dark passion bubbling deep inside. I shook my head to deny what
she said. That didn’t work. I heard the commode flush.
She re-entered the room. Her expression told me that she knew
she was right. A vague smile ebbed across her lips and she sniffed
softly.
“So why don’t you be my Daddy and I’ll be your little girl and
both of us can play out our fantasies?”
I shrugged and nodded slightly.
She stepped quickly and hugged my waist, her hard little
breasts pushing against my belly, her face against my chest.
“Good! That’s my nice, Daddy,” she purred.
I stroked her hair and let my fingers scrape down her back.
“Mmmmmmmm!” she hummed, snuggling closer. “You feel so good,
Daddy!”
“You feel good, too, Kitten,” I croaked. My cock was pressed
against her belly and was growing by the second.
“Ooooo, Daddy! Your thing is swelling up! I can feel it!” she
gurgled.
She stepped back and looked down at the bulge in my pants and
then up at my face.
“It looks so big! Is it really that big?” She gestured with
her slender fingers, only inches from the 12″ throbbing organ.
“Not really.” My throat was dry and I felt like I had a fever
of 100 degrees.
“I’ve only seen two and they were little boys. Their things
weren’t any bigger than my thumb.” She was playing the part very
convincingly.
She stared at the bulge with wonder in her eyes. Her hands
flitted close by but never touching.
“Did I cause it to swell up?” she asked.
“Ummmm hmmmm.” Speech was getting very difficult.
She turned and walked away. I almost yelled. She stopped at
the desk and turned.
“Can I….,” she hesitated. “Can I see it?” The words were a
bare whisper.
I glance toward the door to the outer office.
“It’s locked,” Donna’s voice whispered.
When I turned back to her she was still the little girl.
“That’s what you can give me for my nineteenth birthday next
week!” she gushed.
“What?” I was confused.
“Show me your ‘thing’!” she said proudly.
She took a step toward me and paused. Her eyes flicked from my
crotch to my face.
“Please!” she rasped.
I sighed, unzipped my slacks and reached into my shorts. I heard her
suck in her breath. I stopped.
“Kitten, we can’t tell anyone about this. This has to be our
secret,” I cautioned.
“Oh, I know, Daddy,” she shrugged it off. “You aren’t
molesting me. You’re just doing what I asked you to do.”
I pulled the pulsing shaft of my dick from my pants and held
the dark head for her to see.
“Ooooo, Daddy!” she crooned, stepping closer. “It’s
beautiful!”
My fingers slid from the shaft and the head bobbed slowly in
the thick air.
“Does it hurt?” she asked.
“No, not exactly.”
She leaned forward for a closer look. Her finger touched her
lower lip. She was playing a very convincing part. I was getting
lost in the play.
“Can….can I touch it?” Her eyes met mine as she asked.
“If you want to.” I was holding my breath.
Her slender fingers reached out and brushed the satin skin of
the head.
“Oooooo, nice!” she cooed.
Her fingertips traced the round head around and around. I was
holding onto the edge of the desk and breathing through clenched
teeth.
“All this is making me wet and warm between my legs,” she
rasped.
Her fingers circled the pulsing head and closed. I almost went
to my knees. She held on snugly and savored the sensation as I
did.
“It’s sooo hot!” she gasped. “I feel all funny down between my
legs.”
Her fingers squeezed my throbbing dick and released it
reluctantly.
“Don’t stop,” I croaked.
“Do you want me to touch it some more?”
“Yes!” I wheezed. “It feels good when you touch…. Daddy’s
cock.”
“Oooooo, Daddy, I’m glad you like it!”
Her fingers curled around the head of my dick.
“Stroke it back and forth,” I coaxed.
She rubbed her fingers over the top of it.
“Like this, Kitten,” I said.
I guided her fingers back around the head and moved the
circled collar back and forth. Shock waves of lust ran up my body.
I felt as if I would shoot any second.
She shook her pony tail and licked her pink lips slowly, her
eyes fixed on the swollen head of my cock. Both of her hands
wrapped around the shaft and pulled slowly. Back and forth her
small, hot fingers moved.
Suddenly, she stopped.
“I’m so HOT down there!” she rasped.
Without warning, she stripped the jeans down over her hips and
stepped out of them and her high topped sneakers. White cotton
panties peeked through the tails of the oversized shirt. Her
fingers flipped the buttons on the shirt and it fell open,
revealing what I was sure was a cotton training bra. With her full
breasts, it was over taxed. It looked like it was a 32DD size.
“Fell how hot it is!” she demanded.
Her hand grabbed mine and pulled it between her smooth thighs.
A damp, slippery cotton crotch met my fingers.
“Ooooo, Daddy!” she crooned. “Your fingers feel so good there!”
She clutched my hand to her crotch and rocked slowly.
“I feel sooooo strange!” she gasped.
“Rub your finger THERE!” she rasped.
My finger moved back and forth over the swollen bump under the
cotton crotch. She wheezed and jerked as I rolled it slowly.
“Oh, Daddy!”
Her fingers were locked around my wrist, holding my hand
between her slightly spread thighs.
“It… it never feels… this good…. when I do….it!”
Her body was jerking and thrusting with the rhythm of my
fingers. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes were clamped shut. My
fingers pushed the soggy cotton cloth into the gooey, hot slit. Her
clit pulsed against the tip of my finger.
“Daddy!…..DADDY!!……It’s…..IT’SSSSSSS……,” she
groaned. “IT’SSSS……CUMMINNNNNG!”
Her hips thrust forward and her back arched. I could feel the
contractions of her pussy around the tips of my fingers. She shook
violently and the froze in a rigid position for several seconds.
Her eyes finally fluttered open and she smiled. My cock was
jerking in the open air, my blood pounding in my temples.
“Now… it’s… Daddy’s turn!” she wheezed.
She pulled my hand from her crotch and pushed it toward my
face. The strong, sweet odor of pussy wafted top my nostrils as she
pushed my fingers under my nose. Her fingers left my wrist and
suddenly grasped my aching cock.
“Does it hurt?” she whispered.
“Yes!” I rasped.
“Will it feel better is I kiss it?”
I gasped. Her slender fingers curled around the throbbing
shaft and she dropped to her knees. I could feel her warm breath on
the swollen head. She smiled up at me and the dipped her head.
“Poor thing!” she crooned.
Her lips touched the tip of my cock and I almost fainted.
“Smells nice,” she whispered. She rubbed the dark head against
her cheek and hummed.
“Can I taste it, Daddy?”
“If… you like,” I croaked.
Her pointed, wet tongue snaked across the head and under it.
It flicked across the sensitive spot and I gasped and jerked.
“Feels good?” she asked.
I nodded at her upturned face and trembled.
She licked again. And again.
“How do I make it feel as good as you made mine feel?”
“Ummm..,” I stuttered. “Take it in your mouth and suck it.”
“Ooooooooo,” she cooed.
Her pink lips opened and her eyes watched mine as she slipped
the head into her hot, wet mouth. The tip of her tongue made
circles around the throbbing blunt end.
“Mmmmmmmmmm,” she hummed around it as she sucked and laved it.
“Careful… Kitten,” I wheezed. “I’m very close to… to
…doing it!”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” she hummed. My cock popped wet from her
lips.
“You mean making the white stuff spurt?” she asked.
“Uh…Yes!”
“Oh, Daddy! Give me your stuff!!!”
Her mouth plunged over my straining disk.
Back and forth. Up and down. Gentle fingers cupped my balls
and rolled them as the small mouth worked on my cock. I felt the
convulsion deep in my balls and I grabbed her blonde head.
“Its…CUMMING, KITTEN!” I wailed, thrusting my cock into
her hungry mouth.
“MMMMMM!!” she hummed and sucked harder.
The flood broke and what seemed like quarts of scalding cum
erupted from my cock and flooded her mouth and throat.
Finally, I fell away from her and dropped to a chair. Her
mouth and chin were smeared with my come and she licked at it
greedily.
“Delicious, Daddy!” she gasped.
Wheezing, I looked at her passion distorted face.
“Whose fantasy is this? Mine or yours?” I rasped.
She smiled and kissed my drooping cock.
“A fantasy is something that you create in you imagination but
have never carried through. It’s too late for it to be a fantasy
for me.” She smiled at my wide eyed stare.
“What…what do you mean?” I asked.
“It has to be your fantasy. It is no longer one for me.” She
rose and gathered her clothes.
“See you soon, Daddy!”
She stepped out of my office, zipping her jeans.

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Office dream part 6

All my office days were tense now. For several days I had been torn between being terrified that my co-worker would force me to have sex again, and being equa

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Movie Theatre in the Summer VIII

July was almost over. I have had an incredible summer, sex with an amazing woman and some wild fucking times. I was at home enjoying my day off when my phone rings. “Hey sexy, How are you doing?” Rochelle says. I smile, “Hey darling, I’m good. How’s work?” “Fucking boring but I got some great news,” She says. The smile on my face gets bigger. Every time she has great news I always have the most incredible sex of my life. “Oh really, well let me hear it,” I say. “Well, the ladies you had fun with finally paid up,” she says with that sly tone she always has when it’s really good. “Oh please don’t make me wait, what is it?” I beg. “Well, they got us a honeymoon suite at the Hilton in downtown.” “No shit,” I reply with my jaw on the floor in disbelief. “They got us a whole suite, for a night?” She giggles, “Oh hell no they got us one for the whole weekend.” My cock becomes erect with the thought of what we would do with a whole weekend. I feel my heart beating faster, “So when do we cash this in?” I ask. “Well not this weekend, but next” she says. “Damn Rochelle, I’m so hard right now I can’t wait to fuck that sweet pussy in the suite,” I reply. She softly giggles, “Well I’m glad to hear but there is one stipulation to this incredible prize.” “What?” I ask. “We can’t have sex or masturbate in any way till that weekend,” She states. My cock is already throbbing hard, standing at full erection in my shorts thinking of the weekend but the expression on my face is just pure disbelief. “What do you mean no sex or masturbation?” I yell into the phone. “Calm down baby, I know it sucks but trust me it will be worth it,” says Rochelle. I look down at my dick, seeing it strain in my shorts. I sigh, “Alright babe, I trust you so no fun for awhile.” “Good, I promise I will make it worth your while honey. I got to go, love you,” she says. “I love you too.” I hang up the phone and walk right into a cold shower.
The following week was the hardest. Every sight of Rochelle instantly got me hard the first day, but after that no matter what the ladies were wearing my cock was standing at attention. I was constantly adjusting myself and trying to hide it the best I could. All the girls noticed and soon the game drive me fucking insane began. Rochelle was of course the ring leader and she new to drive me up a wall. First she started out by bending over, either showing me her huge cleavage or that beautiful round ass. The next thing she did was rubbing up next to me. She did it every time she walked by and no matter if it was her ass or hand or whatever she always rubbed against my crotch.
Soon all the girls were enjoying my torture. Cynthia would always come into work and have a little skirt on before changing. And before she changed she made it a practice to bend over in front of me and show off her tight ass. One time she really pissed me off by not wearing any underwear, so when she bent over I saw her sweet pussy. She gave it a little rub then walked off and I was hard all dam day long. The next day Jill and Sarah dragged me into a closet. Sara was a dark hair short, curvy woman. Her breast where nice, not big but not small either, but her ass was nice and round. Every guy talked about watching her ass bounce as she rode their cock. The girls push me against the wall and then begin to make out. Their hands were rubbing each other as their lips met. Their tongues guided into each other’s mouth as the saliva dripped from them. Soon Jill’s shirt was lifted up and underneath she wore no bra. Her breast, perky and pink, was engulfed by Sara’s full lips. Her tongue flicked up and down against it. I moved closer to them, my eyes begging but they just pushed me back. “No, No. Must not touch remember,” Jill said.
Soon Jill’s shirt was completely off. Sara kissed up and down her tight body. Her mouth sucking on her nipples hard as Jill undid her pants and made them drop to the floor. Sara’s ass was fucking magnificent. Perfect round shape, tight and when she shook her ass it was so damn beautiful I couldn’t stop myself. I began rubbing my bulge in my pants as I bit my lip. Soon the girls saw what I was doing and grabbed my hand, “We were nice but now we have to really punish you,” Jill says as she reaches into her pants pockets and pulls out hand cuffs. “I was going to use this on her but you need them more,” she says. Both girls grab my hands, I try to fight off. “Be nice now or we get you really in trouble,” Sara says. I bend to the girls will knowing they will do a lot worse than tease me so the put my hands behind my back and cuff them. “
I sat down on the floor as I watch the girls go right back to the fun. Jill lays Sara down and begins to kiss up her inner thigh. Sara softly moans as she lifts up her shirt showing off her breast. My mouth opens up as I see Sara’s areolas. They are huge with her nipples full erect. She pinches them as Jill slides her panties off. Sara’s eyes are locked with mine as Jill slowly rolls her tongue over Sara’s well trimmed pussy. Her pussy already dripping from the anticipation, Sara closes her eyes and moans as Jill begins to press her tongue down on Sara’s clit. My cock is throbbing harder and harder in my pants as I watch Jill eat out Sara. She pulls her tongue from Sara’s pussy to show me how wet it is, the juices falling from her tongue as she dives back and begins to work faster. Sara begins to grind into Jill’s tongue, her hand in Jill’s hair pulling her closer to her.
Soon Sara’s eyes were rolled up into the back of her head as she bit her lip, trying to be quiet as her body shook. Jill worked her tongue faster and faster as her hands massaged Sara’s breast. Sara moaned loud for a brief second before catching herself. I can see her juices dripping off Jill’s lips. Jill slowly cleans up and Sara’s pussy. “Oh fuck, come here you bitch,” ordered Sara as she kissed Jill deeply. She pushes Jill to the ground and pulls her pants off. Sara takes Jill’s breast deep into her mouth and sucks on it heard as her hand rubbed her mound. Jill looked right into my eyes, “Damn. You must have popped already,” she said laughing. I bit my lower lips as I felt my cock throbbing harder and harder. I knew if any one of the girls touched me I would have exploded. Jill grabs Sara’s hair, “I want you to describe to him everything you are feeling,” Sara says, “make him cum from hearing what comes out that dirty mouth of yours.” Jill giggled as she kissed Sara. Sara then kissed her way down and rolled her tongue over Jill’s already dripping pussy.
“Her tongue is so long. Fuck it feels so good on my clit,” moaned Jill. I looked right at Sara as her eyes locked on me. Her tongue rolling up and down over Jill’s clit as her hands rubbed Jill’s thighs. Jill moans softly, biting her lower lip as she watched Sara, “my pussy is so fucking wet, do I taste good baby?” Sara flicked her tongue, “You sure you do, but I think it’s time we step this up.” Sara moves back to her pants and pulls out a silver dildo. “Oh for god’s sake, get these things off me and I’ll show you a real dick,” I hissed to the girls. “Oh baby, I wish we could but we promised Rochelle to only tease you,” Sara says as she turns the knob to make the toy vibrate. “Oh god baby, stick it deep,” Jill says as Sara sucks deep on the toy. Sara soon takes the toy and places it on Jill’s clit. “Damn,” Jill exclaims as she jumps from the sensation, “oh fuck that feel so good. My pussy is so fucking wet. Please fuck me now Sara.” Sara smiles at me as I begin to fidget. My cock pushing hard against my pants, the good sensation I once had now turning to pain. “Here you go bitch,” Sara says as she slides the dildo deep inside Jill. “Oh Yes!” Jill moans as Sara leans down and continues her work on Jill’s pussy. Jill’s dildo moving in and out of her pussy, as Sara licks her clit. Sara eyes watching Jill now as her long tongue flicks faster and faster on her clit. The dildo soon becomes a blur as Jill begins to bite her lip, trying not to be too loud. “Oh SHIT!!” Jill screams, no longer able to hold it back. Sara pulls the dildo out and rubs her hand furiously over Jill’s clit. Jill is bouncing up and down as her body pulsates, juices squirting out of her and hitting Sara’s tits and stomach.
“Holy Shit,” I shout as I watch the final juices drip out of Jill’s pussy. The girls just laugh as Jill lean towards Sara. Jill first kisses Sara, “Mmm, I think it’s your turn now,” Jill says. Sara smiles as Jill licks the juices off Sara’s body. “I think he hasn’t been teased enough,” Sara says with an evil grin. “Fuck, come one,” I yell, “ my cock is hurting so bad right now I think you girls made your fucking point.” “No,” Sara says, “I think we can push it a little further.” Sara leans into Jill and whispers into her ear. Jill mouth opens wide from what she says and then shows an evil smile. Sara and Jill look at me and begin to crawl towards me. I look back, my cock pulsating so hard I begin to winch from the pain. Sara then moves close and begins to hover over me. Getting close to my lips but never letting me touch her, no matter how hard I try. She then pins me down on the ground and lies on top of me. Her warm, wet pussy pressed against my dick.
“Oh Fuck,” I moan out loud. But before I could feel anything good from it she lifts off me and hovers over me. Sara’s hand on my chest as she holds me down, “slide that wet cock into me baby,” she says as she licks her lips. Her eyes begging me to shove my cock deep inside her as her body gyrates above me. Jill smiles and smacks her ass, “Fuck that cock, you slut.” Sara smiles as Jill pushes the dildo deep inside her. Sara moans, her eyes never leaving mine as Jill begins to pump deep and hard inside her. “That’s it baby,” she says staring at me, “fuck my wet pussy hard.” Her hands were running through my hair as Jill worked her pussy harder and harder with the dildo. My cock was throbbing and dripping so my pre-cum. My mind was racing as she tortured me. “Oh fuck yes,” she screams as Jill pumps her pussy harder and harder. Sara’s body begins to shake as she lean down close to my ear. “Oh god, I’m cumming,” Sara screamed in my ear as her body shook hard. Moan after moan escaping her as she came all over the toy.
Sara soon calmed down and kissed my cheek. “I hope when this weekend is over you come find me,” Sara whispered in my ear. I smile a little and then lay my head back down. I breathe trying to calm myself down as the girls get dressed. “We better get going,” I say as I try to get up. “Yeah we’ve been lucky so far let’s not push it,” Jill says. The girls get me out of the cuffs. As soon as my hand is free I give each a hard smack on the ass. “I will be coming for both you after this weekend,” I say. The girls just giggle as we head out of the closet. My cock still rock hard I decide to find the nearest bathroom and get cooled off before I start walking around.
I walked out of the bathroom and soon saw the girls whispering to Rochelle what just happened. Rochelle looks up at me and just laughs. I become enraged by this. I walk over to Rochelle, “You are going to fucking get it this weekend.” She smiles at me, “Good, because I’m ready for you. I laugh, “You think you are, but trust me you are not.” The weekend finally arrived. I picked up Rochelle from her house and drove through traffic like a maniac. I woke up this morning with the biggest erection in my life and I needed relief. Of course when you want something really bad, everything takes forever to make it happen. But we finally arrived at the hotel, and we check into the biggest suite I have ever seen. It takes up the entire top floor with a great view of the downtown scene. The bed is huge; the bathroom is half the size of the room with a whirlpool tub and separate shower. “Damn baby,” Rochelle says, “you definitely hit the jackpot.” I smile and throw our bags down as I grab her from behind and pin her against the windows. “I told you,” I whisper in her ear, “when we got here you would fucking get it.” She smiles as I reach around and pull her shorts off her. “What’s wrong baby?” She says with her evil grin, “The girls get you all worked up.” I grin at her and smack her ass harder than I ever have, leaving a huge hand print on her. “FUCK!!” she screams as I pull her hair back. “I thought you were ready for me?” I say with my own evil grin. “Holy shit!” she exclaims as she looks over her shoulder, “guess I wasn’t.”
I pressed her hard against the glass, making her ass stick out as I pulled my shorts off and exposed my throbbing hard cock. I smack her again making her scream again as I pull her panties off, kissing up her back thigh as I stood back up. I grab her waist and plunge my cock deep into her pussy, pulling back on her hair again as I ram hard and deep. “MOTHER FUCKER!” she screams as I pound away at her pussy, feeling her pussy walls begin to drip. My balls slap her cunt hard. I pound harder and harder, my cock pulsating inside her. “HOLY SHIT!” she screams out as I feel her pussy growing tighter and tighter as I fuck her. My cock growing more and more inside her as I feel myself growing closer and closer to cumming. “I’m cumming,” I yell as I explode inside her pussy. “FUCK, ME TOO!” she screams as her walls spasm. Our juices mixing inside her as we both shake violently. I slowly pull out of her, seeing our juices drip from her warm pussy, and I kiss her neck, “We are not done yet,” I whisper. She smiles as I grab her hand and guide her to the bed.
I lay her down on the bed with her head hanging off the side. She smiles up as she grabs my cock and slides it into her mouth. I lean down and kiss her stomach as my hand rubs her hard, wet clit. She moans as I begin to pump my cock deep into her throat, feeling her drool all over it. “Oh yeah, gag on that dick baby,” I moan as I pinch her clit. She moans as I push my cock deep down her throat. She gags as I pull it out, “Damn baby! If I knew you act like this when the girls teased you I would have them do it more often,” she says. I shove my cock back into her mouth as I pinch her nipples. She screams from the pain, “I think you need to stop talking and suck my dick,” I command. She smiles up at me as she continues to suck my dick down. My fingers begin to rub hard on her clit as I suck on her tits, feeling my cock become as hard as before.
I rub her clit harder and harder as she takes my cock deep into her mouth. She soon spits my cock out, “God Damn, I need to ride that cock now,” she commands as she pulls me down onto the bed. I smile up at her as I lay back and feel her hover above me. She begins to slowly grind her pussy against my cock, teasing me as her juices drip all over me. I lean up to kiss her but she pushes me back down, “I love this new attitude of yours baby,” she says smiling at me, “So I figure I push you some more so you keep on ravaging me like you are.” I give her an evil look, feeling my cock throb under her pussy as she continues to tease me with it. She grinds hard against my cock, hurting me as she pushes down with her pussy. I winch from the pain and grab her arms pulling her down towards me. I kiss her hard as I push my cock deep into her pussy. “You are going to so pay for that,” I whisper, “Now ride my fucking cock.” She grins as she sits back down, sliding my cock deeper inside her pussy. I feel her walls pushing hard on my cock as she begins to slide up and down. I reach up and massage her breast as I begin to move with her. Soon we were moving in unison and beginning to pump faster. I lean up and smack her ass hard as she rides me harder and harder, “Harder,” I moan as she pumps faster and faster. I smack her ass again as I lean in and suck hard on her nipple. “FUCK,” she screams as she pumps faster and faster. I feel her walls tighten as she rides my cock. “Cum for me,” I demand as pound harder. “HOLY SHIT” She screams as her body begins to buck wild. I hold onto her hips as I feel cum gush down my cock and cover my balls. She soon relaxes and smiles down as she leans into kiss me. “You think you are done?” I ask. She grins at me as she slides off my cock.
I pull her down onto the bed and kiss her. She smiles at me, “What now, big boy?” I smile back as I lay her on her side and move behind her. I prop one of her legs up as I slowly glide my cock into her wet pussy. I move close and kiss her neck as I move in and out her pussy. Feeling the wetness cover my cock as she moans, I lean into ear and say “Just lay her and enjoy my cock baby.” She laughs at me and then moans as I begin to pick up speed. “I can’t believe you said that,” she giggles. I smack her ass, “Sorry but all the good lines are with the blood in my dick.” She laughs again as I grip her leg hard and push my cock in deeper. “Oh my god, just fuck me please,” she says. I push my cock deeper and harder into her pussy as I lean over and kiss her lips.
My cock pumping harder and harder as I feel her pussy juices drip down off my shaft. We are both moaning as we spoon. Our bodies beginning to shake as I pull back on her hair and fuck her harder. “Oh god,” she moans repeatedly. I feel cum building inside my cock but I try to hold It back. “Cum with me baby, I’m almost there,” I moan. “So am I. Fuck me harder please,” she screams as I work her pussy. I slam my cock deep into my pussy with each thrust, my balls bouncing off her clit. “Oh Fuck,” I scream as I feel cum rush out and explode inside her pussy. “GOD DAMN,” she yells as the explosion inside her causes her to erupt. Our bodies shake violently as the last drops of cum leaves my cock. I slowly pull out and feel her juices cover my cock completely. I pull her close and we both lay down. Our bodies covered in sweat, I look at her and kiss her lips. “God I love you,” I say. She smiles, “I love you too.”
“Oh my god, that was so worth it,” she says. I give her an evil look, “The sex was awesome babe,” I sigh, “But please don’t make me go through that shit again.” She laughs, “Oh well I’ll be good for awhile but if you slack off then you get the punishment.” I plop my head down on the pillow and sigh again, knowing that one day this is going to haunt me. “Well let’s enjoy this baby,” she says, “because the real fun is tomorrow and you will need all your energy.”

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Kathy (white trash whore) part 3

Kathy (white trash whore) part 3
Kathy arrived at her work-station and, checking her rota, saw that the recently arrived guy in bed 3 was due for his hourly check and a bed bath.
She prepared her trolley and went to the side room off the main corridor of the ward.
He was actually awake when she arrived, which was good news as he had been admitted the previous evening with concussion following a motorcycle accident and had no serious injuries other than bruising, but was being kept in under observation as he had complained of headaches and giddiness. “ Hello darling” he said as she shook the thermometer and placed it under his tongue. “Hello Bill” she read his name from his chart and then entered his temperature on it. “I’m in need of the toilet” Kathy asked if he wanted a number one or two? and handed him a bed pan when he replied, “just a piss love” Kathy was not surprised at his bluntness and closed the curtain around his bed as he took a leak. “Don’t drink it all at once babe” he said as he handed her the bottle. Kathy was a little taken aback by that remark, but cheerfully responded, “Don’t worry, I wont”
He laughed as she strapped his upper arm and began to take his blood pressure. “Don’t squeeze me too hard sweetie”
Up until then she had been happy with his comments, but “sweetie” was never a properly deserving description of Kathy. “Please don’t call me sweetie Mister Curtis” “Sorry love, what can I call you?” “Kathy will do just fine, or nurse, if you prefer”
She unstrapped his arm then offered him the small cup with his two pills inside and a glass of water. “How are you feeling Bill?” she asked as he took his medication. “Very much better thanks, apart from a slight dizziness” “So you will be ok for your bed bath then?” “Sounds good to me sweee……….sorry, nurse” Kathy laid her head on one side and gave him her best interpretation of a scowl. She removed the bed cover and asked him to turn on his side so that she could undo the two strings that tied the flimsy, backside revealing, hospital gown, and then stripped it off him. Placing the plastic sheet on the bed she asked him to roll onto his other side so that she could pull the sheet under him, then asking him to lay on his tummy she began to gently wash his back.
She quickly washed from his neck to his toes then finally to the crease between his buttocks. He considerately parted his legs and she wiped him with the flannel before placing it in the bowl and drying him off with the towel.
“Turn over please Bill” For the first time Bill was slow with his reply…….”Um, I don’t know if I can……. uh, I mean I don’t know if I should nurse” Not shy are we Bill?” she asked with more than a little levity in the tone of her voice. “I do this every day”
He rolled over. Sure enough, he had an erection. “Hmmmmmmm I think I should be able to work around that OK” “You don’t have to” he said. Feeling more comfortable as he watched Kathy staring at his proud member. She washed his face arms and hands, her gaze constantly drawn to his long and not too thin prick. “Go on babe, you know you want to”
She looked him straight in the eyes trying to muster every sense of duty and dignity in her body, but her feeble defence was transparent to Bill.
“I won’t tell if you won’t” he said, with an air of self confidence in his voice. She placed the flannel back in the bowl and started to soap her hands, placing them on his breasts and massaging them. “There’s a good girl” He said as he began wanking himself. Kathy moved her hands down over his rippled and lightly hairy stomach cupping his balls in one as the other gripped his shaft and began stroking. “Oh babe, you are so good at this” She felt her skirt lifting, and then his hand moving up on the inside of her thigh. She parted her legs as he reached his goal. “Fuck darling, you are ready for anything” Kathy’s panties were still in her handbag after her earlier masturbation. She bent down, pointing his dick towards her and swallowed it. She let it force her lips apart as she lowered her head onto its full length, imagining how it would feel if the 8 or so inches of stiff meat were pushing into her cunt. Overcoming her gag reflex with just a slight constriction of her throat muscles as she let it sink inside her. He had two, maybe three fingers inside her as he pumped at her increasingly wet cunt.
Kathy was blowing him as hard as she could, sucking for all her might as he slipped out of her and clamping her lips tightly around him as he pushed back in. He poked her arsehole, she poked his. They both developed a fucking motion as she sucked and he fingered. “I’m gonna cum nurse!” he declared as his hand continued shagging her cunt. Kathy sucked harder, tighter, her hand wanking him as she sucked, tasting his warm goo as his cum exploded into her mouth. Kathy was cumming too. Bill had four fingers in her twat, the knuckle of his middle finger pushing hard against her clit. Kathy’s mouth was so full of cum that it had started to escape and run down his shaft, matting into the hair at the base of his cock. She swallowed, her finger still inside Bill’s arse, massaging his prostate, his thumb inside hers. She pulled away swallowing as she looked at his bell end then dropped her head to circle her tongue round it, cleaning the last drops of spunk that were dribbling from his little hole. He squirmed, “Go easy baby” His cock was now so sensitive. Kathy continued to tease him with her tongue until he was almost begging her to stop. Kathy went done to suck the cum from his pubes, not really enjoying the feeling of the wiry hair on her tongue, but loving the delicious taste. Bill withdrew his hand from Kathy’s twat and licked it.
“Mmmmmmmmm you taste so sweet Kathy, any chance you could show me where my fingers have just been?” Kathy gave him a quizzical look then went to pull a visitor’s chair closer to the bed and lifted her leg up on it. She pulled her skirt up, exposing herself to him. He gazed at the creamy white flesh between her stocking tops and the now reddened and wet lips of her pouting pisser. Kathy fingered herself, pulling her piss flaps open to display her hole to him. “Turn around baby” She done as requested, bending over slightly to display her dirt hole to him. Bill stuck his finger in her, then pulled it out and lightly slapped her bum. Kathy spun around and watched as Bill sucked his finger. She leant forward to kiss him, sucking on his tongue as it probed her lips, then nibbling on his bottom lip before snatching herself away. “Better finish your bath now Mr Curtis”
Kathy’s shift finished without further incident other than her last visit to Bill. He told her how much he had been thinking of her and was currently stiff and about to cum.
She obliged him with his request for a feel of her “beautiful bald slit and arse” and jacked him off under the covers, only using her mouth this time to clean up his mess.
When she went to her locker to get her coat and handbag, Kat was there getting ready to go home. They greeted each other with a friendly smile and Kathy’s mind drifted back to their first meeting in the toilets when she had listened to this cute young thing fart as she took a pee.
She had a feeling that Kat would have liked to have chatted for a while, but after turning on her phone and seeing the text message from Lenny, she said goodnight and went to her car.
“Get on messenger when you get home bitch, I move on sat.”
She could still taste Bill’s cum in her mouth and hear Kat pissing and farting in her mind as she drove home.
All the lights in the house were out as she opened the front door and hung up her coat. Jeff must be in bed, she thought as she walked into the living room, stripping off as she went over to the computer and turned it on.
Lenny was online, she greeted him with “Hiya babe”
Lenny replied, “I been waitin’ for you bitch.”
“Sorry Lenny, I came as quick as I could”
“I had to jack off listening to some other white bitch whore that wants my big black dick so much”
“I really am sorry Lenny”
“She wasn’t a filthy arse lovin cunt like you are bitch, and it took me longer to shoot my load”
Kathy’s cunt was creaming up.
“Listen bitch, I will pick you up at 2pm on Saturday at the car park at your hospital”
“I’m not working at the weekend Lenny”
“Just be there bitch. Tell your fucking useless cunt of an old man you got some overtime to do and you won’t be home til late”
“I will Lenny, I promise. I want your cock so fucking bad”
“You gonna get a lot more than just my cock you fuckin slut, just be there at 2, and don’t you dare be late.”
Lenny signed out before she could tell him how she wanted him to use her and that she will do everything he wants.
She had cum and her fanny was still tingling for more, but she went up to bed anyway.
She slid in next to Jeff; he was in his usual, almost fetal position, on “his” side of the bed facing away from her.
One thing she did like about Jeff was that he never wore pyjamas or anything in bed. Like her, he preferred to sleep “au natural”
She felt his bum cheeks before sliding herself up against them ad reaching her hand around him to find his cock. It was as fast asleep as he was, barely poking out from his pubes by the feel of it. She cupped his saggy ball bag in her hand and squeezed it lightly. Jeff wriggled a little and grunted. She squeezed again. Jeff wriggled again, and then farted.
Kathy put her head under the sheets. The thing that most sets Kathy apart from other people is her insatiable lust for the smell and taste of arse.
She breathed in deeply, Jeff’s cock now between her fingers with her thumb circling his piss hole. He was actually starting, very slowly, to get hard. Jeff grunted again as he started to stir, “Juh………Uh… Kathy” he questioned. She purred in his ear and then whispered, “Who else would it be sweetheart? His dick was now hard enough to stroke properly. “You wanna put this in your sweeties little pussy?” She squeezed his cock as she wrapped her leg around his, pushing her cunt against his leg.
Jeff rolled onto his back, he didn’t really want to but thought it would be OK if she done all the work. Kathy climbed on top of him lowering her tits down over his face, smothering him. He grasped her buttocks as Kathy reached behind her and guided him into her slit.
He went in easily, too easily for Kathy, and she sat hard on him grinding her clit into his pubic bone. She gyrated herself on him using her fingers to add more to her satisfaction, fucking him harder and harder. His dick plopped out, as it often did when she started enjoying it. She reached back for it, feeling how wet it was. She laid it on him and parting her cunt lips started to slide up and down, her thick juices covering its length.
She reached back again, but this time aimed it at her arse. It was a perfect shot, she pushed her hole open as his cock head hit her ring dead centre and entered her. She felt him stiffening inside her as she rode him.
Jeff kept repeating, “Oh fuck Kathy, Oh fuck Kathy”
And then, “Oh shit Kathy, Oh shit”
Kathy felt his cream fill her arse. She rode him as hard as she dared to without letting his cock plop out, ad when she knew he had finished, she quickly spun round on top of him and went down on his softening dick.
She sucked her arse juice from him feasting on the mildly shitty but gloriously filthy flavour.
Her arse was right in front of Jeff’s nose. He could smell it, and his cum, and the strong odour of a woman that’s had a busy day, but he resisted the temptation to lick it. In face, he was not tempted at all.
Kathy new that Jeff lost any urge he might have had as soon as he had cum so she respectfully got off him, knowing that he would be needing to go to the bathroom, but also knowing that she had an arse full of tasty cum.
As soon as Jeff went through the bedroom door she was squatting on her hand farting the cum out into her palm and enjoying her favourite cocktail.
Kathy slept really well that night…………..
to be continued

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Office dream part 7

My blood boiled as I thought about my HIM, my colleague, sitting at the desk opposite to mine. It all started off as innocent flirting …

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Trafficked Love Ch. 7

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

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Let me tell you about Samantha

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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real events or people is purely coincidental and not intentional. This story obviously contains adult content. If a tag was included, it was included for a reason. Please keep that in mind before you read this story.
I am not interested in negative comments. I believe that the more realistic a story, the easier it is to suspend our disbelief, and therefore the easier it is for us to become involved in the story. No one is forcing you to read what is written here. That being said, comments are welcome, and I hope you enjoy.
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Let me tell you about Samantha. I first met her when she was seventeen. We were working at an outdoor pool in Michigan. She was a lifeguard and a swim teacher, and I, being a few years older, had some time ago been promoted to supervisor. It was my job to hire staff for the summer, train them, and make sure they kept our guests safe while on duty.
There were strict guidelines that the lifeguards had to follow. Gone were the days of lounging in the sun, drink in hand, whistle twirling while snoozing in the sun on the guard stand. With increases in drowning incidents in the past years, and subsequent insurance hikes, our facility could not afford to compromise on safety.
The training program was vigorous, and not everyone passed. I had ten kids that year that wanted to work for me for the summer, and only seven of them ended up passing the course. I remember the first day, an older kid named Jared tried to fulfill the swimming requirement, and barely made it halfway across the pool. He was well built too, and in good shape, he just had no technique.
Sam was a different story. She was on the swim team in high school, and was more at home in the water than on dry land. She had an incredible body too. She was about 5’2”, under 100 lbs, blonde with bright, penetrating, blue eyes. She had a nice chest too, although her one piece swim suit did little to show it off.
She passed the swimming requirements without a problem but struggled a little when it came to learning CPR and some of the rescue skills. For obvious reasons, I wanted to keep her around, so I was more than happy to volunteer to spend some extra time tutoring her after the rest of the staff had left.
This continued for the duration of the week-long course, and by the end of it, we had established a decent rapport. There was still a distance between us, since I was not only a little older, and had outgrown her high school drama, but also because I was her boss. Nevertheless we got along fine, and I slowly learned more and more about her. She would come into my office every once in a while on her breaks and we would chat. She even brought snacks occasionally. I could tell she had a little bit of a crush on me, and let me tell you, I was happy to see her every time.
Sam was very proper and very innocent. She came from a religious background, and was planning on saving herself for marriage. She was a little naive, without a doubt a unwise as to the ways of the world, as everyone in her life was artificially nice to her, probably because of her looks. To put it another way, she was incredibly hot, but not always all that bright. Part of it was her age, and part of it was her… innocence when it came to all things romantic and intimate.
One day, near the end of summer, she came into my office near closing time in tears. It was the first time she had come to see me all day, which was odd, and I could tell something had been bothering her for a while. I, ever the good boss and friend, offered her some water and slowly coaxed the story out of her.
It turns out that Dylan, a boy from her high school whom she had been dating for a while, was finally tired of waiting for her to put out, and had taken advantage of her. Over the course of the evening, and long into the night, she sat with me and told me the story:
Sam and Dylan had been dating since sophomore year, and like typical relationships, it started slowly and awkwardly. There was hand-holding and hugs, and all of the usual bullshit that goes with adolescent romances. Sometime around junior year, Dylan, a football player, wanted more. He told Sam that unless she started to put out a little more, he would break up with her and date a cheerleader.
She refused for a while, she said, until last week when things finally came to a head.
Dylan took Sam on a romantic drive into the countryside one night, with the premise that they were going to look at the stars. Michigan has some beautiful forests and a lot of secluded places to park a truck where no one can find you. They drove up a long dirt road, late at night, and Dylan laid out blankets in the back of the truck.
He had gotten his hands on some tequila, and the two of them were taking turns drinking out of the bottle. Sam had never had anything to drink before, and the effects of the alcohol were hitting her pretty fast. Dylan drank more than he probably should have, and was soon feeling frisky.
“Come here, babe” he said to her, slightly slurring his words as he held open his arms.
He was laying on his back in the middle of the truck bed, pillow under his head, bottle in his hand. Sam lay down beside him, placed her head on his chest, just below his shoulder, and curled up against him, placing her knee gently on top of his crotch.
“Ooh yeah babe… that’s what I need.” Dylan grabbed her knee and forcibly pushed it down into himself. Sam felt his cock through his jeans, and knew that he was already rock solid.
“Babe, you know I’m not ready” she said to him, eyes wide and bright in the moonlight. Her skin tight white cotton shorts hugged every curve perfectly, and her light blue tube top slid up just a little bit, revealing her tight, toned, and tanned stomach.
Dylan didn’t say a word, and just reached his hand down the back of her shorts. He felt, rather than saw, her lacy pink thong, clinging to her perfect ass. Feeling the top of that fabric wrapped around her drove him a little crazy.
“Tonight is the night babe. I’ve waited long enough. If you love me, you’ll do this.” Dylan was doing his best to lay on the charm, but the tequila was making him sound sleazy and manipulating.
“If you love me, you won’t ask me to.” said Sam, wriggling out of his grasp and forcibly removing his hand from the back of her shorts.
“I said no, and I meant it, Dylan.”
Dylan rolled his eyes and took another swig from the bottle. He took a long hard look at Sam, standing up in his truck bed. The moonlight shining on her face made her look more fragile and delicate than ever. The slight breeze was making her light cotton top ride up just a little, and he got a few more glimpses of her perfect midriff. He got an unobstructed view of her in profile, outlined against the star-studded background. Perfect, full little tits, and an amazingly tight, firm little ass, wrapped up in shorts that showed off her tan.
Something must have come over him, because suddenly, and without warning, he reached up and grabbed her by the waistband of her shorts. She wasn’t sure if it was the liquor or the two years of aching blue balls that did it. Likely it was a combination of the two, but Dylan was not waiting any longer. He pulled down hard on her shorts, and she instantly fell to her knees in the truck bed.
“Hey! Stop it!” she yelled, trying to free his vice-like grip on her pants. It was a useless endeavor. He was easily double her size and he had already made up his mind about what was happening tonight.
“Turn around” He said to her, with a look in his eye she had never seen before.
He climbed around behind her and pinned one hand behind her back. She was still on her knees in the truck bed, facing the cab, when he forced her face into the blankets. She screamed in pain as he twisted her shoulder even harder, tears welling up in her eyes.
With his free hand, Dylan reached around the front of her shorts and undid the button and zipper. Sam started to panic and tried to fight him off with her other hand, but he tightened his grip and forced her face still lower until she stopped struggling.
“Help me!” she screamed out into the dark woods. “No, stop! YOU’RE HURTING ME!!”
Dylan wasn’t listening anymore. He had pulled down her shorts, revealing the nicest ass in all of Oakland County (at least). Tight, firm, and toned, with a great tan and tan lines from working outside. Swimming made her lithe and muscular, but not butch or scary. She was in great shape, and her hard little body was his for the taking.
His cock was aching to get out of his pants, especially at the sight of that ass, bent over in front of him in that lacy pink thong. Sam was still struggling and calling for help as Dylan fumbled awkwardly with his own zipper, not daring to let go of her arm lest she try and run away.
He finally managed to pull his cock out, and laid seven inches of throbbing meat right between her ass cheeks. For the first time that night, Sam was still, and stopped struggling.
“Please, no. Dylan…”
He pulled her thong to the side and positioned himself outside her tight little virgin pussy. He spit on his dick twice (he’d seen it in a porn flick) and rubbed the head of his dick up and down her tiny slit. She was completely clean shaven, something that carried over from swim practice.
“No, no, no, no, no, AAAAHHH!!” She was shaking her head the whole time he was rubbing her, and when he finally thrust forward, into her, the shock was incredible. His cock wasn’t enormous, but she was tiny, a virgin, and not ready for it. He was brutal and totally unflinching as he grabbed the crease of her hips with his free hand, and used his 210 lbs of football muscle to drive himself into her.
She was as tight as a drum, and was squeezing him harder than anything ever had. As he split her open and felt the warmth of her insides, he threw his head back and let out a moan, or a groan, that was kind of a sigh at the same time. Two years of waiting and it was everything he ever wanted it to be.
He felt her go limp underneath her as the will to struggle went out of her. He let go of her arm and used both hands to grab on to her hips. He started pumping in and out of her, in long, deep thrusts, pushing ever deeper, and stretching her ever wider with each movement. Every time he reached the bottom of his stroke, she would let out an involuntary moan. Actually, it was more like a sob, but at this point, Dylan didn’t care at all. All he cared about was this pussy and how it was squeezing him.
“Oh my God, babe. Oh. My. God.” He said to her, as if she was doing him some sort of favor. Her lips were moving, but no words were coming out. Her beautiful, tanned, teen face was streaked with smeared mascara, and her bright blue eyes were glistening with tears. She just wanted it to be over, but to her horror, Dylan seemed to be picking up speed.
He thrust ever deeper, ever harder, until he finally buried the full length of his shaft inside her. He held it there for what felt like forever to Sam, pulling her hips into him. Her mouth was open the entire time, but there were no screams left inside her. Finally, he pulled out slowly, letting her squeeze his shaft all the way out.
He pulled her little thong the rest of the way off of her ankles, then gave her a brutal smack on the ass to get her attention.
“Turn around” he said to her, for the second time that night.
She slowly did as she was told, and once she was on her back, he ripped her tube top off, revealing her perfect teen breasts. She was covering her nipples with one arm, and her other hand was down between her legs, trying to soothe her aching, bruised little pussy. Dylan removed her hand from her opening and spread her legs before climbing on top of her and entering her again.
Her face, at first, looked scared. After the first five deep thrusts in this new position, fear was replaced by a look of agony. Her eyes were wide again, still glistening, and her mouth was open in a silent grimace. Her whole body felt the violation of what was happening, and it was all reflected in her beautiful face. Ten more thrusts and her expression changed again. The pain subsided, and was replaced by an almost passive apathy. Her whole body still shook with each forceful thrust, but he had finally split her open enough that she didn’t have to scream anymore.
“You little slut, you love this, don’t you?” Dylan grunted at her, all the while pounding into her.
When she didn’t reply, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked on it, forcing her to look in his eyes. He repeated the question, and this time, she gave him a little nod.
“Say it!” he yelled at her. “Tell me you love it”
“I love it” she lied, barely above a whisper.
“Louder!” he yelled, giving her a thrust so deep her head hit the cab of the truck at the front of the bed.
“I love it!” she cried, tears streaming down her face.
“I knew it. I always knew” he said, as he finally pulled out again.
“Turn around. I want that little ass too.” He said to her, his cock throbbing in his hand.
She slowly turned around again, getting on her knees. Her face was buried in the blanket in the back of the bed, and her ass, her perfect little ass, was pointed up at the night sky, waiting for her boyfriend to do what he wanted with it.
“That’s it baby. Turn around.”
Dylan grabbed his slippery cock and pointed it at Sam’s impossibly tight ass. The screams that she let out when he ripped her pussy apart were nothing compared to this. His cock in her ass seemed to pull her out of her shocked, passive state, and return her to reality a bit. Dylan was burying his cock in her ass right here, outside, in the back of his truck. There was nothing she could do about it. She felt the head slide in, and she felt her ass stretch to try and accommodate him. It wasn’t happening, but he kept pushing anyway. She tried in vain to get away, to get her ass off of his dick, but the only thing in front of her was the back window of the truck. Dylan grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pulled hard, forcing her to arch her back and push her ass up for him. He pulled on her hair one more time and buried his cock to the hilt.
Dylan held his cock in place, his body rigid, bicep flexed, with his fingers full of Sam’s bright, blonde hair. This ass was beyond words. Tighter than anything could be, should be, would ever be again. He felt his cock start to throb at the base, and knew that his release, two years in the making, was finally coming.
For the first time in her life, Sam felt a man release his seed inside of her. She felt his cock swell and throb, felt it being pushed even more impossibly deep into her, and felt the warmth and wetness that was Dylan’s cum inside her ass. He pumped at least eight ropes of sticky, warm cum into her ass before he was spent, bellowing to the night sky while holding her head back by her hair.
Sam was powerless that night. She could do nothing but take it, so that’s what she did. She took every inch of his dick, and every drop of his cum into her ass.
Back in my office, the sky was dark, and all the lights were off. Everyone else had long since gone home, and it was just the two of us in my office. She was shaking and sobbing in front of me, this beautiful, broken girl. Upon closer inspection, I could see her wrist was still bruised from her ordeal, and she was constantly shifting in her seat. Her ass must have still been tender.
I refilled her water glass, and when she finally regained control of her breath, and the tears stopped, I looked deep into those beautiful blue eyes.
“Well,” I told her, clasping her hands in mine. “There is really only one thing I can think of to do right now.”
“What’s that?” she said, her voice shaky, holding back tears.
“Turn around”

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Holly & Dr Hartley

A gentler story about Dr Hartley and Holly, his new Nurse. (Please forgive any spelling mistakes, I’m an insomniac up very late…)