A Family Betrayal Chapter 35
This story is total fiction. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter as 7 babies are born
This story is total fiction. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter as 7 babies are born
Jack witnesses his new landlords liberal activities.
My name is Luke. I’m in college. School is out for the summer. Now I work a part time job to start catching up on my tuition loans. I work at my local grocery store. It’s about a five minute drive from my apartment. I’m a cashier.
A fun game of poker to add to the party
The futa has one hot study session at her friend’s house!
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This chapter may not suit some, but it goes with the story. After this one and on I assure everyone the story gets to the point everyone has been waiting for confrontation with evil around the corner meaning those close to Tyrone
Hope everyone had a safe 4th, here is the next chapter Peace and enjoy as teh next one will be out in a week or two. Sorry my my hand still isn’t 100%
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“Well, I have like 45 minutes to kill,” sang the high-pitched, sweet little voice of my chubby Latina friend Gianella, “would you like a sloppy blowjob?”
My ears weren’t expecting that question, and I swear I must have blushed. Perverted middle-school teens don’t get that question often, or at least, this one doesn’t. Or hasn’t before at least. Maybe she saw me staring at her C cup boobs in her tight see through t-shirt, or she detected my eyes on her squeezable round butt in those tight jeans a few minutes earlier. Or maybe she was just clairvoyant.
Try to sound confident,said the little voice from my brain. Down below told me, don’t screw this up for me. “Uh,” came out my stupid response at first, “well, uh, I mean — duh — what?” I was looking right at her round, bronze face. her eyes were a dark brown and her lips were full. Gianellas jet-black hair was slightly messy but beautiful never the less. Ok, now try to sound confident, I thought. “Fuck, Gianella, I don’t — I mean, I hope you don’t think –”
“I can, if you want.” She stood next to the big oak desk in my basement that held my video games, her small hand on her hip as her 13-year-old body was cocked to one side. Her shirt was clinging to her body, and those round breasts (undoubtedly C or D cup, or more). The bra around them were stretching the material of her top. An inch-long dark shadow of cleavage sat right above to top edge of the skin tight shirt and teased the hot teen tits inside. The girl smiled at me playfully; it was not the grin of a shy virgin. “I’m pretty good.”
No doubt about that, my horny teen mind agreed. “Oh, I’m sure a gorgeous girl like you gets plenty of, um, opportunities, to practice.” Mental wince; did I just call her a slut? But she was still grinning at me.
She kept looking at me with her big brown eyes and toothy smile. She wasn’t embarrassed for asking. “Oh, if you don’t, that’s all good, but –” Then, for the first time, she looked a bit shy. Her eyes squinted, her smile grew even larger. “You’re just really cute. We don’t have to tell anyone.”
Goddamned, this sexy girl sure knew how to give a guy an erection. “Wow, thanks — that’s really sweet. And,” I winked, “you’re ridiculously sexy, but I’m sure a million guys have told you that.”
The busty Latina rolled her soft eyes at my compliment. “Oh, stop, your so cute.” Then I saw her eyes move to my crotch, as I was sitting on my big leather chair in front of her. And she probably saw a bulge, because my penis had shot to nearly full size in my pants.
My feet were apart, knees to the sides, and I only had to lean back by shoving my butt forward a few inches to expose my crotch entirely. “I can’t believe you’re asking, I think you were reading my mind.”
The long-haired teen with the bulging boobs shrugged her slight shoulders as she stepped forward and dropped to her knees. This is really happening, and the realization made me shiver with a satisfying warmth. My eyes tracked her hands with keen interest, as her dainty brown fingers reached forward and slid up my legs. She was smiling at my face, a very intelligent and amicable stare, then she glanced down just as her fingers traced over my crotch. I moaned softly and she did too, her fingers detecting my huge erection inside my pants and underwear. I watched her do all the work, unfastening then unzipping my pants. I lifted my hips so my butt cleared my seat, using my hands and shoulders to press against the chair and keep it steady. She had to yank a couple of times, but she got my clothing moving downward.
The cool air of my home hit my hot burning erection, making me throb even hotter. That’s when the Latina’s eyes fell on my lengthy penis, and I am not making this up, her plump lips stretched even wider. “Oh wow,” her high-pitched, middle school voice cooed, as she spied my tool for the first time. She let out an even more convincing exclamation of satisfaction at what she had just uncovered. “Jesus, that’s big.”
My thick, seven inches of glory pulsated on my pelvis in front of her, my pants and underwear down to my knees. I leaned back more, thrusting my pelvis forward to my shirt hiked up and my cock and balls were more fully on display to her. She looked down just momentarily to remove my clothing off my feet; fortunately I was wearing only black ankle socks and no shoes. She left the socks on, crawling forward more on her knees, pushing my legs open. Her big eyes returned to stare at my aching dick, and there was no question that she was impressed. “Mmmmm, it’s so big!” Her eyes looked up at my face and her long eyelashes batted, and she broke out in a little giggle. “Tee hee, you have a great penis!”
I was about to thank her, but her two small soft hands wrapped around my base, and I just couldn’t help but groan deeply. I felt precum stream out of my aching fat cockhead, as her palms closed on the bottom half of my shaft and her thin fingers curled around the rigid wide shaft. She played with my erection a couple of moments, pointing it to the ceiling and using her hands together to squeeze and pump it slowly, just the fat base. Her eyes examined my wide head now all messy with clear precum, but she also looked below my big shaft at my large balls which were filling with cum for her.
If she kept stroking me like that, she probably could have made me cum in a few minutes anyway. That shadow of cleavage in her tight shirt looked twice as large now, as she leaned forward. I was watching her pretty face with all her jet-black hair swaying around it, but the sight of her tits stretching out her top was too fantastic to ignore. I almost didn’t notice as she leaned forward and opened her lips.
“Fuck!” I gasped, as the teenager’s wet fat lips surrounded my messy cockhead. Gianella instantly sucked my round soft head in her warm mouth, and I could feel her juicy, silky tongue slide around my cockhead inside that mouth. She tasted my precum and sucked out a few more drips in the vacuum between her cheeks, while her hands squeezed the bottom few inches of my 7 inches. Her eyes looked up at mine diffidently, the look of a girl in lust with a hard penis in her mouth, then her eyelids closed as she swallowed another inch or so of my erection. Her mouth was incredibly wet and warm, and with her hands clasped around the bottom of my cock, she had most of my dick surrounded.
Gianella proceeded to suck the top few inches, bobbing her pretty face slowly, sucking maybe three or so inches into her mouth then sliding back up until just the cockhead remained inside her lips. As her lips retreated up my cock, she left behind slight glistening drips of her saliva. Her hands on my base pumped slowly, squeezing hard, moving in unison in the opposite direction, pushing the outer skin of my cut cock down towards my balls. Then after sucking the cockhead a second or two, swirling her wet tongue over it, she lowered her lips again and began feeing meat into her mouth, while her hands moved upwards on my fat dick. I groaned when finally her lips met her hands, she had just about all 7 inches of my dick surrounded by her hands or her mouth. I felt pressure on my cockhead as it pressed against the back of her tight mouth, almost bending my dick to fit inside her mouth.
She slurped my engorged erection, slobbering on it, coating it in a thick wad of saliva. I felt her warm breath gasp over my penis as she exhaled, then she began moving upwards again, leaving behind an even more wet cock. This time her lips came all of the way off of my dick and she sat back on her ankles, staring at my long adult cock in her two hands. She wrapped one hand more firmly around my cock, her thumb trying to reach around unsuccessfully to her palm, while her other hand slipped down to my testicles. Instinctively I spread my legs even wider, almost hooking them over the armrests of my chair, and the young girl cupped my aching balls in her other hand and felt them softly. She grinned at me, almost looking embarrassed at her curiosity, but her eyes were focused again on my rigid wet erection sticking straight up. Her hand began to pump me slowly, riding almost to the top, then pushing down to the base. Very slowly and deliberately, working me, feeling how hard and hot my cock was.
“I love your cock,” the teen giggled amorously.
I couldn’t stop a cheesy reply. “It loves you.”
The Latina giggled and leaned forward, her pink tongue sticking out. She cupped her hand around the topside of my shaft, exposing the soft underside, and she planted her warm tongue on the base of my dick down near my balls. Then in one slow, maddening motion, she moved her wet tongue northward up along the soft underside, going all the way to the top. I almost cried out with pleasure, and my hips rose an inch to keep her tongue on my dick just a bit longer. She laughed at feeling me move my dick to follow her small wet tongue, then as her tongue neared the top of my erection, she rose up on her knees to position her head directly above my cock. Her long silky black hair spilled down, falling on my naked thighs, as she stuck her tongue down and slurped it in circular motions around my soft bulbous helmet and the sensitive ring underneath it. Her fist on my dick continued to pump me up and down, spreading her saliva around my shaft as lubricant. Then I felt even more saliva dripping down my penis; Gianella was drooling over my cock, getting it extra-wet.
The girl sat back on her heels, admiring her handiwork. Her small brown hand was pumping my long aching cock, and saliva was smeared all over my dick and her fingers and palm. I could feel her hand gliding now on my dick, and little squishy noises filled the room along with our deep breaths as her fingers and palm stroked my drenched dick. Her fist moved a little faster, up and down. She smiled past my cock to grin at my face, and she blew me a precious little kiss. “You like?”
“Fuck yes,” I slurred, in a trance. Looking at her pretty face and feeling her hand stroking my lubricated erection was making my balls want to explode. “You’re really fucking good, making me so fucking hard.”
“Mmm, good,” purred the little girl, leaning forward again. She wrapped her lips around my cockhead and sucked it hard, licking the precum off again, then she held my dick upright and for a second time licked just the sensitive underside of my shaft. Her lips descended to the fat base, and my wet erection momentarily pressed against her cheeks and nose, getting her face a little damp. Her fist grabbed my cock again and this time pulled it back, and her wet young mouth moved of my hairy balls. I pulled my knees back very far now, my hands under them to lift my legs over the armrests, and I must have let out a little yelp that made her giggle. She sucked my fat balls into her gentle warm mouth, expertly rolling them between lips and tongue, slobbering on them too.
“Fuck that’s good,” I moaned, my eyes rolling at the insanely delicious pleasure I was feeling. I knew I was going to erupt with one huge orgasm, but I was trying to hold it back as long as I could.
Her mouth suckled my balls a few seconds until my thick dark hair was matted with saliva, then she moved her tongue and lips upwards again, to the cockhead. Her fist wrapped around the base and just held it tightly, fingers and thumb wrapped in a circle around the base directly where it protruded from my balls. With my dick pointing upwards, she stuffed two or three inches of cock into her teenage mouth and continued to suck it while washing her tongue all over it. I throbbed hard inside her mouth and felt her saturating my erection with a bath of warm saliva. It was an amazing feeling and undoubtedly the best fucking blowjob I could ever ask for.
Gianella was moaning over my penis, pushing as much into her mouth as she could until my cockhead was against the entrance to her throat. I wondered if she’d deep-throat me, but she wasn’t trying to. Instead she just sucked the top part of my stiff erection inside her mouth while her hand worked the lower part, gliding noisily up and down the base as it pumped and squeezed. Each time her fist pushed down, the bottom of her hand pressed into my balls slightly, drawing a series of little pleasured groans from the boy she was blowing.
After sucking my penis deep in her mouth for a couple of minutes, she suddenly popped off, sitting upright and sucking in air. Her thick puffy lips were drooling with saliva, which was dripping down her chin and cheeks. She looked really sexy, with her big brown eyes full of lust. “I love your cock,” she repeated, her lungs heaving while her fist continued to squeeze and jerk my wet erection.
Her deep breaths were making those hot tits heave, and my eyes were glued to them. I couldn’t resist. “If you really, really, really wanna make this the hottest, best blowjob I’ve ever had,” I moaned, although lying because it probably already was, “would you, maybe, let me see those incredibly hot tits of yours?”
I winced as I asked, wondering if I was crossing some kind of line. I had always assumed the young girls were giving out blowjobs. So I wasn’t sure if it was proper for a girl to strip for a blowjob; and I didn’t want her to think I was angling for fucking, because she hadn’t offered it to me.
But Gianella grinned politely and almost proudly, my request obviously indicating my pleasure for her shape. “Sure, if you want.” She immediately reached to her waist and grabbed her shirt, and moments later she was pulling it off of her head and away from her long flowing hair. She had a purple bra that was barely containing her mounds. Gianella didn’t move slowly, she reached around to find the hook of her bra, and as soon as it unsnapped she pulled her top off.
I whistled, because those teenage tits were divine. They were not quite as brown as the rest of her, a bit of a tanned cream color; perfectly smooth and soft and just big and fucking around. Her areolas were deep reddish-brown were round, and her nipples were hard, and stuck out almost an inch. My eyes were glued on sight. She sat back on her heels, arching her back to show off her rack, and I could see her eyes smiling when she saw my reaction to her bust. She didn’t have to ask if I liked them.
Gianella let me stare at her boobs a couple of seconds, then she leaned down to suck my dick again. Her hand grabbed my wet cock and she began licking her tongue around the cockhead, kissing my tip time to time. Pumping my shaft was making my balls ache, and I could feel something building inside of me. I could smell her feminity, not only her sweat from her exposed naked top but also the sharp, distinct scent of wet pussy. She was obviously wet in her panties or whatever she had on under her tight jeans, and the idea that I was making an 13 year old girl wet was getting me ever closer to cumming.
I put a hand on the back of her head, feeling how soft her long hair was. “Oh fuck yes, baby,” I grunted, pushing my dick up against her tongue, encouraging her to take it into her mouth. She did, wrapping lips around it, sucking my top few inches of my cock into her warm, wet mouth again. I wasn’t pressing her head down but just feeling it bob, as her head made little up and down motions with her tongue swirling around my cockhead inside her tight closed lips. She had a single ring formed by one finger and her thumb, pushing down my shaft to press into my balls, then she’s move her hand up to her lips and form the ring again and push her finger and thumb all the way down once more; and over and over she did that, while her lips and tongue worked on my cockhead.
My cock was getting so close to cumming, and I wanted it to last, at least so It wasn’t faster than the boys at school she sucked. I had no idea who’s cock got inside this Latina mouth, but she surely was getting a lot of practice.
To stall the inevitable, I leaned up and reached a hand down, under her, to feel one of her boobs. The moment my hand wrapped around it, my fingers cupping it and palm brushing her hard nipple, I let out a little grunt. It was like the perfect tit, teenage and perky and big and soft. Gianella pushed her fingers down my shaft one last time and licked my drenched cockhead with a last flick of her tongue, then she leaned up on her knees between my legs, bringing her chest higher. I could now cup her other tit, and I immediately began groping and fondling those twin boobs anxiously. Fuck they were so soft and pliable, but so big. Her skin rolled around my palms, and I traced her rock hard nipples with my thumbs, teasing them in rapid movements as my thumbs rotated around those bumps. Gianella smiled up at me, arching her back for me. My mouth watered as my eyes and hands enjoyed her breasts, and I went for it. I leaned down, mouth open, moving to suck one of those melons.
Gianella”s mouth intercepted mine, maybe she thought I was going to kiss her. I moaned in surprise, but smelled then felt the teenager’s face directly under mine. Her open mouth slammed into my gaping mouth, and her tongue thrust forward. I hadn’t expected it but I didn’t argue. I let her tongue invade my mouth where my lips closed on it, and my tongue began licking her mouth. I tasted cock in her mouth, and actually, it was exciting. She moaned in a high-pitched whine, sucking in air through her nose while we began French kissing madly. We were humping each other’s mouths with our tongues, our tongues licking each other and then darting around each other’s mouths, licking teeth and cheeks and gums. Gianella kept a hand around my shaft, more holding it than stroking it, while both my hands fondled her boobs and lovingly pinched her rigid nipples time to time.
I loved how the teen kissed, it was so erotic and horny, way better than my girlfriend. Our lips parted and we both had our tongues stuck out in the air between our faces, just our tongues touching, licking each other. I couldn’t help but groan at how sexy it felt, and I heard Gianella squeal too at the playful dancing of our tongues over each other. We both began making sensuous moaning noises with our jaws and lips open, just lapping each other’s wet tongue lustfully.
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Hello, FrancoM here. This is the third chapter of the story, fleshing out a few new characters and filling the cast a bit. On a side note, it’s kind of odd adding a humiliation tag in the same story as non-erotic, but it happens. Oh, did i forget to mention this chapter is simply plot development? Erotica will follow on the subsequent chapters.
Heath takes the moms, kids, and his five loves on a small getaway to secure the families future, William and Debra await their moment
A Continuation of My Sexy Tenants
a secret disguise uncovered, forgiveness made for 3, 3 become 5, kids spanked helping their daddy
Bob sits this one out, his favorite employee has a turn.
Boy meets girl in more trouble than she realizes
A retired American living in Mexico relates a couple of his adventures with the local women
A new sister taken in, two son’s speak, a birth spanking then a bath, a picture found Ellie speechless
The next day for Victor and Meredith was a continuance of all the previous days for a few hours.
âCarmine? Meredith needs you in her office for a word about the numbers before lunch.â
Carmine didnât do well for the week, and it was past eleven thirty.
âOh great. Well letâs go office boy.â
She led the way in her tight designer dress. Carmine was an extreme extrovert like most salespeople, and was of the thought that the office was the place to be beautiful. She wore a dress that could get her past the V.I.P. rope in a club. It was white and very tight with a short skirt. Several gold necklaces covered more of her chest then her open top. Some women wore that type of dress as a stylish shirt over jeans or leather pants.
They stepped into Meredithâs dark office. Her windows were shaded and the lights were off. Most of the light in the room came from the glass wall. In the back of the dark room, only the computerâs screensaver and the charging lights for her cell phone were casting light.
Meredith sat waiting at the desk. She wore a black dress suit with only a hint of white blouse over her lapel.
âHello Meredith, you should get some light itâs unhealthy.â Carmine said in greeting. Like most office workers, she was afraid being in the dark room. Unlike most, she faced her fear by crossing into the depths of the room to stand over Meredith at her desk.
Victor stood quietly by the windows.
âHow are your numbers for this week?â Meredith said coolly.
âIâll have them by the end of the day. I hope to finish a few things.â Carmine avoided.
âHow are your numbers so far for the week?â Meredith was like an army laying siege, Carmine could only look on as systematically, and methodically Meredith plugged along through excuses and twisted ambiguity.
âFive including the new Tarsus model.â She said trying to add a good ring to it.
âYou did ten last week and those five were finalized extras that went through on Monday and Tuesday. Now, this week, youâre behind the twelve you needed.â
âWell IâŠâ Carmine struggled.
âHow do I punish you?â Carmine straightened. âFifteen in two weeks is not good enough.â Carmine rightly feared being fired. It was a Friday at lunchtime, the perfect time to clean out the desk. It seemed these talks were fairly common, and no one likes their money played with.
âWell IâŠâ Victor watched the gears start turning.
âI have a way to help you.â
Carmine nearly missed that as she thought about her excuse. âI⊠uh what?â
âVictor says itâs a mental thing, making lots of sales one week and being sluggish the next. Something about not being hungry.â Behind them, the office emptied for lunch at Chiliâs. âAre you hungry?â Meredith asked perhaps meaning literally.
âAh no..ah yes.â Carmine answered perhaps meaning figuratively.
Victor could guess by Carmineâs face she had lost her appetite with the conversation.
âWell, after this you should be able to go eat where you want.â Carmine stiffened further Victor could see waterworks getting ready. âWill you be hungry to sell next week?â
âYes Meredith, next week will be great.â She blurted.
âWhat do you do that puts you at ease? Can I relax you for you too do better? What do you do with your money? You donât have to answer.â
Carmine felt she couldnât not answer. âI go out. Pay bills. This is a good job.â She nodded to herself.
âWhere do you go? Do you wait, or look for acceptable men at fun places at night, or do you have an⊠other with you?â
Victor was amused how she seemed to have asked Carmine if she was a whore or a lesbian.
Carmine wasnât thinking too clearly about what was said or its meaning, and was just of blurting what ever she thought. âI go out and have fun with friends, yes.â She said unable to hide her frantic confusion.
Meredith arched her fingers in front of her. Victor taught her to use it as a device to distract people from her chest when they were about to ask for the sale. âAre you satisfied?â
âHuh?â Carmine looked at Victor for understanding.
âAre you satisfied?â Meredith leaned in.
âWith going out?â Carmine said slowly. âI guess, itâs hit and miss.â
âItâs a waste of time. I am unable because of my schedule to consider that type of life.â Meredith turned and stood from the chair. âI think there is away to make you more satisfied spending time here. I feel that would center your life and allow you more success.â
Carmine nodded quickly thinking she was making progress. âI understand. Iâll make the company a larger part of my life.â missed Meredithâs meaning completely.
âYou have to see it as the center Carmine. Not the car, the bills, or the friends. Without the job, you lose all the others.â Meredith said coming around the desk and sitting on it next to her. âYou know youâll lose it all without it right?â
Carmine seemed to pale and blush at the same time. âYyyes.â She said fearfully.
Meredith looked deep into her. âStable relationships make people happier at work do you know why?â
Carmen nodded gravely. âThey do their business and go home without all the stress of trying to please other people all the time.â
Meredith paused trying to understand if that was an acceptable answer.
âAre you in a relationship?â Meredith continued.
âUmm no, not for a while now.â Carmine looked down and snuck an embarrassed look at Victor.
Meredith stiffened watching her. âYouâre looking to get one?â She accused.
Carmen rolled her shoulders. âUmm yes, but Iâm not able to find the one for me though. Many men act nice, but they all just take what they want and never call back. Iâm sure you know how it is. They just want you cause your pretty but theyâre not there for you. They just want wellâŠthey wonât cry with you. The guys I find donât share my dreams or last long enough to hear them.â She said hanging her head.
Meredith looked over at Victor thoughtfully. Perhaps that was her feelings put to words.
âI have found one for myself.â Meredith said
Victor choked loudly at how hugely insensitive she was sounding.
Carmen literally was taken aback at the words. âOh thatâsâŠâ
âYou will have to be satisfied as I am. I want you not to be distracted.â Meredith looked her right in the eye. âI will help you.â
Meredith grabbed her head and latched onto her cheek with her teeth. Carmine gasped but Meredith caught her wrists. She brought her hands to the sides and slide up Carmineâs skirt.
Victor watched the two silently struggle. Carmine was helpless and made only little gasps under Meredith. The larger woman had trapped her hands down to her sides and her feet were in between Carmineâs. Controlling Carmineâs wrists, Meredith slide the helpless womanâs panties down slowly.
Meredith released her and whispered in her ear. Whatever she said made Carmine stop struggling her arms as she writhed.
She turned her head. âCome, Victor.â
He already had moved in next to them and now he moved behind Carmine. Victor wondered what she said to make her calm, and hoped charges werenât about to be pressed. His cock leapt out and flopped along grazing Carmineâs bubbly ass.
She jumped feeling it but Meredith kept her from moving.
âGet down, a real relationship is give and take.â Meredith pushed Carmine by her shoulders to her knees. She stood over her and used her hip to push the back of her head over and onto him.
Carmine seemed to be in shock as she started to numbly give him a blowjob. Victor thought if anyone ever was shocked to find themselves sucking someone off, they would look like Carmine. Her style was uninspired. She used more of her lips then tongue and bobbed her mouth like a pussy.
âThatâs why you canât keep a man! Use your throat. Let him have your body. Thatâs exactly what your doing is using your body on his. Youâre not good enough for Victor this way.â Meredith said pushing her in harder.
She ruthlessly backed off Carmine and threw her onto his cock. Tears flowed down her face wrecking her carefully applied makeup. âThis is the pleasure of giving.â She said after ramming them together for a few minutes. Victor was already quite hard and his cock was covered in the thick saliva found in Carmineâs throat.
Meredith pulled off Carmine and bent her over the desk. âThis is the pleasure of receiving.â She bent in and pushed her nose into Carmineâs ass as she sloughed around and burrowed her face into her forcefully.
Carmine danced on her face panting open mouthed. Meredith had picked her feet off the floor with the force of her face pushing in. Carmine started to slap the desk and finally with a keening wail she let out a gush that flowed out on Meredith.
She sagged and limply fell across the desk in a heap as Meredith untangled herself and stood.
âWhat did you tell her?â Victor asked curious.
âI told her if she relaxed she would enjoy it and keep her job.â
âWow thatâs pretty bold of you. They call that coercion.â He added.
âIt was important, and I feel it will make her better.â Meredith replied as she stroked Carmines ass. Carmine shivered and sobbed but didnât move. âAre you satisfied? Do you want more Carmine? Can you take more?â
âPlease, be gentle with me.â She said quietly and tried pulling up her knees onto the desk and raising her ass.
âThis is what you want?â Victor asked taking off his pants and pulling her to the side.
âYes.â She hissed as he slid her up on the corner of the desk. He had her squat so her knees were straddling the desk and her clit bore the weight of her body on the corner of the desk. He pulled her arms back bending the elbows and bringing her hands to the back of her neck. He interlaced a few of her fingers, and with one hand he held them there, with his other hand, Victor brought his cock up to her drooling hole.
âCarmine, you want this cock?â He asked to be sure.
âYes Vic, please.â She pleaded hoarsely.
He pushed into her and was surprised at her tightness. After the usual struggle, her body took his width fine, but he bottomed out less than halfway inside her. Her pussy was not as hot as Meredithâs was, nor as snug and accommodating, but it was wet from her earlier explosion and let him glide in and out fairly easily. He shoved against the back wall of her pussy claiming more space for himself inside her. Carmine started wriggling under him and her feet slid out from under her as she tried to move off of him.
âAww, what the hell Carmine? Do you want this dick or not?â He hissed pushing further into her struggling body. Her legs straightened behind him and her ass clenched.
He paused and leaned into her ear. âHold still.â He soothed and pushed her down on the desk as she started panicking.
He heaved into her pushing harder and deeper in a building rhythm. He had the ability to fuck her for days and showed it by setting a brutal speed that left her flopping on the table like an electrocuted fish. Behind him, Meredith shut the office door and turned back to watch.
Carmine bucked her head up and froze with a quiet orgasm after a few minutes as Victor continued to slam her. After ten minutes, she silently arched onto her face and hips as her body locked up and he felt another liquid explosion douse his cock and balls. Meredith watched her pupils dance in drunken circles under her wrecked makeup and half closed eyelids. After she came down, the once proud Latina loudly hyperventilated trying to get down her oxygen deficit.
âAre you satisfied?â Meredith asked almost cruelly.
âOh god, youâre gonna kill me.â She moaned.
Victor chuckled at her still keeping up his pace. âMercy, Carmine. Do you want mercy?â His voice was flat, even, and sounded bored despite his Herculean effort. Her spasming pussy was wet as ever but he could feel it starting to swell around him from the abuse.
âYes! Yes! Fuck! Vic, youâre the man! Mercy.â
Victor pulled back and Meredith came to him immediately. Meredith quite transparently, was checking to see if he came. Satisfied, she stood and hugged him tightly, pressing her full body into him.
âHow long will you be able to concentrate with that level of satisfaction?â Meredith asked from Victorâs side. Carmine huffed and didnât move as twitches ran up and down her body.
She slumped over trying to right herself before replying. âIâll work late tonight, Iâll come in this weekend, and I wonât go out. Is he going to do me like that again?â
âLikely. This weekend wonât work however.â Meredith said from behind him as she walked around to her desk. She paused looking at Carmines face in the light from the computer. âYou should really clean yourself up.â
âRight, I just need a little moment.â Carmine pulled herself back onto the floor and sunk down to squat at the front of the desk. Her pussy made a burp as it was compressed and released air. âDamn, how long has it been?â
Outside the hooting, giggling, and murmurs of returning coworkers came through muffled from the work area outside. Some of the girls had large bags of family sized servings from their favorite restaurant and a nearby deli. The group set them out and scattered the boxes on a conference table.
âShit.â Carmine said watching her co-workers serve themselves. She was trapped in.
âYouâll have to hurry. Perhaps you can be clever.â Meredith chided.
Victor noticed a budding smile.
Carmine rose and skulked to the door. She straightened what she could of her dress and looked at her reflection in the glass. She lowered her head and dashed out past her eating laughing co-workers. Only Misty the receptionist got a good look at her, the others only saw her flee holding her face.
âOh my god! Was she fired?â a voice in the gaggle wondered aloud. They impotently repeated what they saw and eulogized their supposedly sacked comrade as they continued to eat. Carmine joined them in a few moments without makeup and heartily dug into the food spinning a story between bites.
In the shadows of her office, Meredith stood behind Victor and had swung her arms around his waist and softly chewed at his shoulder blade while looking at her employees.
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Eyes that were bright, Mysterious watcher, Christmas and a gift for the boys, pictures received, a speech of the heart
This has to be my favorite chapter yet, I hope you all enjoy. Please rate and review! And most of all, I hope I make you all as horny as I was when writing this. Enjoy đ
As i posted on the last chapter here it is after my day at work.
This chapter may not be to somes liking but it is part of the story. The death in this story is in the dream part of story
Happy 4th everyone I know day early but still….Sorry for the delay as RL came in the way and work on other coming stories. Please enjoy
After too much delay I give you new chapter.
They continue down the road…
Danni comes over for a night of fun