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Captured in Ajikistan 5

In the war-torn country of Ajikistan sexual depravity and human trafficking are all too normal. Sandy and Layla, two beautiful young aid workers captured by General Aamir, must find a way to survive.

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Sexual Healing – Part Six

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Kim was nervously flicking her finger back and forth over the buttons on the cuff of her shirtsleeve.
“You’re starting to sound like a high school kid waiting for her date.”
“That’s how I feel.”
Connie admitted that she felt that way herself. She looked at the wall clock — almost seven. She forced herself to stop pacing in front of the large sectional upon which Kim was nervously sitting.
She glanced at Kim and again marveled at the lust her young lover could inspire in her. Kim was wearing only the enormously oversized Arrow shirt. It was tailored for a man — a very big man. But it barely contained the richly rolling swells of Kim’s magnificent tits. The flash of her long, bare legs beneath it led her thoughts to dwell on what lay at their juncture and she felt her juices trickling in response.
“I feel kind of funny about doing this here, too,” Kim said.
“Not me,” Connie said happily. I’ve dreamed of this!” Impulsively, she bent and kissed Kimberly’s forehead, brushing one hand through the luxuriant mass of her rich hair.
“But won’t your husband mind?”
Connie took Kim’s face in both hands and kissed her softly on the lips. “I told you, honey — Jerry and I talked about this and he said the only way to find out is to try it out.” And with Jerry out of town for the night — he was addressing a seminar in Rochester — the timing couldn’t have been better. It was an experiment — the first time either of them had brought a lover to their home.
Both women tensed at the sound of the car pulling up outside. Connie straightened and stepped back. “Do I look okay?” She pirouetted for Kim.
“You look yummy.” And it was true. Connie was wearing a pair of designer jeans that molded themselves to her taut ass and trim legs. Her blouse was a pale blue, loose and simply cut and light in weight. And when she was standing sideways in front of a light, her firm breasts were clearly silhouetted in it.
Connie smiled at Kim, then went to the door. She opened it and beckoned to the woman standing at the base of the steps.
Emily smiled warmly and gracefully came up to the door.
“I hope I am not late!” she said in her breathy, softly accented voice.
“Not in the least.” Connie held the door for their guest and kissed her lightly on her cheek. Emily was wearing something with a light citrus scent. In one hand she held a Mark Cross briefcase; in the other was a matching tote bag that clanged softly of glass.
“Welcome to my home!”
“Hello!” Kim stood and bounced over to Emily. A flush was already rising in the lovely Oriental face. Kim bussed her on the cheek and the flush deepened.
“Let me take your coat?” Emily put down her burdens and let Connie help her out of the coat while Kim asked about the ride from New York. Emily was wearing a beautifully tailored skirt suit in a herringbone tweed and a white silk blouse with a bright red oversized scarf arranged at the neck. She was at once business-like and alluring. Connie had no doubt that Emily caused discomfort among her colleagues. With such attire, she could easily move from business bitch to sex goddess and back again with a shift in posture or expression.
“Shall we open some wine?” Emily asked, removing her jacket.
“Yes!” Connie chirped, closing the coat closet door behind her. The glasses and a corkscrew were waiting on the coffee table. Emily was putting three bottles of wine next to them.
Emily sat a foot away from Kim while Connie sat at the corner of the sectional, facing them, and began opening the first bottle of wine.
“I was so pleased at your invitation,” Emily said. “I had been hoping you would phone me.”
“We really wanted to get to know you better and thought this would be the perfect way,” Kim replied.
“We were delighted you could…come,” Connie added. She was the one who’d suggested Emily bring the wine. She’d told Emily that she would take care of the food herself. Not that Connie could cook worth a damn — she’d ordered a delivery of hot Italian food from a rather pricey establishment in Englewood. She poured wine into the three glasses.
“To new friends,” Connie said, raising her glass. The others followed suit, the gesture drawing Kim’s shirt tighter across her magnificent breasts and revealing one nipple already hugely swollen.
“May I take off my shoes?” Emily asked politely.
“Get comfortable,” Connie said enthusiastically.
“Yes, take off whatever you like — please!” Kim added, and then blushed furiously. Connie chuckled and Emily merely smiled happily.
The three chatted about their fields of employment — Connie could not bring herself to call what she had “a career” — and drank wine. They talked about plays, movies and ballets recently seen. And drank more wine. By the time Connie got the conversation around to the place where they’d first met — an adult toy store in Greenwich Village — they’d killed the first bottle of wine and Connie was opening the second.
“The wine is making me quite warm,” Emily announced, removing her jacket and the silk scarf, then unbuttoning the top two buttons of her silk blouse.
“Would you like to change into something more comfortable?” Connie asked. “One of my husband’s shirts might be quite comfortable.”
“I — ”
Kim leaned over and put her face close to Emily’s. “Come on — get comfy. I feel like a slob dressed like this with you dressed like that. Besides, the food will be Italian and you don’t want to get tomato sauce on that lovely blouse.” She glided one hand up Emily’s arm to her shoulder and squeezed slightly. Connie watched the lovely Japanese woman’s blush deepen and saw her nipples hardening within the blouse and bra.
“If it would not be too much trouble — ?”
“No trouble at all.” Connie stood. “Come on.” She held her hands out the two women. They accepted her invitation and she led them toward the bedroom.
“You have a lovely home,” Emily said softly. “Beautifullyfurnished.” She was staring rather fixedly at the king-size waterbed. Next to it was the makeup case that contained what Kim had brought to the get-together: toys.
“Here.” Connie produced a pair of padded hangers for Emily’s career clothing. Kim took one and hung Emily’s jacket and scarf on it. The smoldering Asian began to unbutton her blouse, but Connie stepped in front of her. “Let me help,” she said softly and slowly unfastened the buttons.
“You have such a lovely complexion,” Emily said quietly, and brushed her fingertips across Connie’s cheek.
“You have such a lovely throat,” Connie replied and leaned her head forward to kiss Emily’s pale throat. She felt the Japanese woman shiver and kissed the base of her neck as she finishing opening the blouse.
“I’ll take that,” Kim said from behind Emily, and then her hands were brushing the blouse off Emily’s shoulders. The white, seamless bra was not designed to give support and Emily didn’t need it. Her breasts were full and perfectly round, and in exquisite proportion to the rest of her curves. Within the bra, her nipples were very tiny and very hard. Connie let her fingertips graze over the encased breasts and heard Emily’s sudden gasp of pleasure.
“And I’ll take that,” Kim whispered, standing behind Emily and now pressed her lips to the silken shoulder as she unfastened the clasp of the bra. Emily leaned her head back and turn her face, Kim’s lips descended on hers hungrily. Connie kissed her way down to Emily’s breasts, pushed the loosely hanging bra down. Emily let it slide of her arms and then shivered as Connie began licking her breasts.
Connie was amazed at the firmness of Emily’s tits. They were almost hard and they were fabulously smooth. She wanted to paint them with her tongue, but that would come later. She licked and kissed her way lower, dropping to her knees. Her fingers found and undid the clasp and zipper at the back of Emily’s skirt. She slid it down the dark-stockinged legs and sighed with pleasure against the firm abdomen when she discovered the blue silk panties and the garterbelt holding up the dark stockings — also silk.
Emily stepped out of the skirt. While Connie tore herself away long enough to put the skirt neatly across the night-table, Kim turned Emily toward her and took her fully in her arms. They were still kissing hungrily, passionately, and their hands were busily exploring each other’s body.
Connie skinned out of her jeans and unbuttoned her blouse, but left it on. It was her only garment as she moved beside the two women. She slipped her hands between them and began undoing the buttons of Kim’s shirt.
“You’ve got to see her nipples,” she whispered to Emily.
Kim broke the kiss long enough to murmur, “And kiss them.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Emily sighed, her fingers frantically joining Connie’s. The last two buttons tore off the shirt, but nobody paid attention.
“You’re breasts are magnificent!” Emily gasped and dropped her mouth over Kim’s huge, swollen left nipple. Connie did the same with the right nozzle and Kim shuddered with pleasure. Kim put her hands at the backs of their heads and pulled their mouths feverishly against her heaving breasts. Connie began to lightly bite Kim’s tremendouslyengorged nipple and felt her young lover quiver.
“I c-can’t st-stand,” Kim stuttered.
“Bed,” Connie said softly. Still fastened, the trio crossed the two steps separating them from the bed. As soon as she felt the edge of the bed against the backs of her knees, Kim began a slow-motion collapse. Emily and Connie fell with her, one to either side.
The three women lay next to each other on the broad expanse of the waterbed. Connie continued her tandem suckling with Emily for a few moments, then began sliding lower on the bed, lips and fingers busy with the happy work of further inflaming the lushly curved young woman. She paused only long enough to slide Emily’s silk panties down over the garters and long, restlessly moving legs.
For a moment, Connie was presented with a quandary — whicharomatic cunt to lick first? Kim’s beautiful blonde quim was gleaming and swollen with lust — but there was Emily’s perfectly shaped pussy, with its compact tuft of straight, fine soft black hair, beckoning to her from between the narrow patches of alabaster thigh above the dark silk stockings.
The decision was made for her. With a soft moan of “I must taste you!” Emily turned and buried her face between Kim’s firm thighs, her straight black hair falling forward and presenting a stunning contrast with Kim’s milky flesh.
Connie wasted not a moment. She quickly scooted around on the bed and began kissing and caressing Emily’s taut flesh. Her lips worked their way down Emily’s beautifully arched spine while her hands wandered over her sleek flesh. She reached beneath Emily to take one tiny, pebble-hard nipple in her fingers and tweak it. She heard Emily’s moan of pleasure and felt her shudder, and pinched the nipple harder. Emily began to shake, her trim hips bucking.
Connie’s lips found Emily’s buttocks, firm and tight and arched up. She licked back and forth on the inner swells, long savoring swipes of her tongue, as she repositioned herself behind Emily. She took the Japanese woman’s hips in her hands and buried her face between her cheeks, inhaling and savoring the rich, clean fragrance. Then Connie began teasing, circular strokes of her tongue that never quite made contact with the small, pink pinhole of Emily’s anus. Connie slid her hands around further, caressing Emily’s abdomen and then stroking her pubis, just as she heard Kim’s grunts of orgasmic pleasure and felt the bed undulate with her writhing.
Connie let one finger slip lower and began caressing the hard nodule of Emily’s clitoris. Emily stiffened and pressed her ass up and back — and Connie abruptly drove her stiffened tongue against Emily’s butt-hole. Emily shuddered and Connie slipped a finger inside her cunt just in time to have the digit gripped and sucked by the contracted muscles. She was shocked at the tightness, even after Emily’s orgasm passed. The woman had a minuscule cunt!
Connie pulled away, rolled to her back, then wiggled forward between Emily’s legs and beneath her cunt. She reached up with both hands and grabbed the fine, round ass cheeks and pulled Emily’s drooling pussy down onto her mouth. Connie feasted. Emily’s taste was clean, yet, musky — rich with the aroma of a mature woman in good health and high heat. Emily’s clitoris was swollen and quite prominent, large enough for Connie to fastened her lips around it and suck, as if it were a very tiny cock. She moved lower and tried to thrust her tongue into the tight little Japanese snatch. She just barely got the tip of her tongue past the swollen labia and into Emily’s cunt when she felt the tiny pussy grip her tongue-tip and begin pulsing.
Connie could hear Kim’s wails of pleasure growing louder and more high-pitched as Emily passed on the delights Connie was providing. Connie moved her lips again to that wonderfully oversized clitoris and reached worked one hand up between Emily’s legs. As she lip-nibbled Emily’s clitoris, she worked one finger torturously into her tiny cunt, struggling to get it deeper until she finally felt the swollen nodule of nerves she sought. As she continued suckling at Emily’s clit, Connie began massaging her G-spot.
Emily froze, her inner muscles spasming, and loudly grunted against Kim’s cunt. “Uh! Uh! Uh!” Over and over, the sounds audible even above Kim’s shrieking and past the muffling of Kim’s thighs. Connie could feel the power of the guttural noises through Emily’s taut frame.
Suddenly, Emily’s belly and cunt tightened still further. Connie felt her shifting, kneeling upright and heard her loud cry: “Oh! I cannot stand it!”
A huge gush of juices suddenly was expelled from Emily’s cunt, literally flooding Connie’s hand and chin. She was shocked intomotionlessness for a moment, thinking Emily had pissed on her — and then realized it was something else, entirely, something she’d never before encountered.
Connie continued her lip and finger work and again Emily tensed and gushed on her — and then collapsed onto her side on the bed,disengaging Connie’s lips and finger. Her legs were drawn up to her chest and she clasped her knees, panting and gasping and stillshuddering with pleasure. Connie quickly rolled behind her and licked her tongue up and down the fat little muffin of Emily’s labia.
“Please, no more! No more!” Emily moaned and Connie relented.
Kim rolled to her side as Connie did and they both wrapped Emily in their arms. Kim leaned across Emily to kiss Connie, then whispered, wonderingly: “Your face is so wet!”
Connie just nodded. She and Kim continued gentling Emily with soft kisses and caress until the juicy Japanese lawyer finally relaxed and caught her breath, stretching her well-curved legs and sighing.
“I am so embarrassed!” she confessed.
“I’ve never seen that before,” Connie admitted. “Does it always happen, gushing like that?” She met Kim’s eyes. “When she came at the end, these juices just spurted out of her!”
“Please, I am sorry,” Emily said softly, half-sobbing.
“No, no — it was wonderful!” Connie insisted. “Does it always happen?”
“Only — only when the pleasure is too great and does not relent. Then I feel as if I must void my bladder — but instead, this great outpouring of juices happens. It has only happened a few times.” Her voice grew still quieter. “And only once with a man. Usually, it is with a wonderful, voracious woman.”
“It certainly makes me very hot. I almost came when you did that!”
Emily’s eyes widened at the same time Kim’s did. “We must see to Connie’s pleasures!”
“Yes!” Kim said, licking her lips. She and Emily began turning to Connie — but Connie glanced at the clock and groaned.
“No, we can’t — food’s going to be here in ten minutes. After dinner, though — promise?”
Emily giggled sweetly. “Yes — you will be our after-dinnerdessert!”
“You’re in for a treat,” Kim said. “She has an amazing tongue.”
“Oh?”
Kim smiled shyly and then slowly extended her tongue. Out — out — out — and then up till it barely touched the tip of her nose.
Connie stared and felt her juices beginning to flow even more freely. She leaned her head forward and licked the underside of Emily’s tongue.
“Dessert!” she whispered. “But first — dinner.” She rolled away, hearing her cunt squish with unsatisfied juiciness. She stood beside the bed and said, “The delivery will be soon. Come on, girls — getdressed!”
“You sound like one of the school mistresses at my boardingschool,” Emily said, laughing sweetly and languorously climbing out of the bed. Kim sighed deeply, her fabulous tits rising and falling, then sat up with the lithe ease of her youth and clambered off the bed.
Connie handed Emily one of Jerry’s big flannel shirts while Kim rebuttoned her oversized shirt. Connie pulled on a lounging robe and fastened the sash carefully; she didn’t want the delivery-man to get ideas that weren’t welcome. While Kim and Emily washed their faces and hands, Connie got out the plates and tableware. Then it was her turn to wash up — regretfully, because she loved the feel of the savory woman-sauces drying on her face and chest.
Still, she didn’t need the delivery-man getting a whiff of her sapphic adventures, either.
She rejoined Kim and Emily just as Kim was saying, ” — never met him…but I’d like to!”
Emily’s expression was one of surprise. “Connie — Kim says she has never met your husband. I would have thought he’d prefer to join the two of you!”
Connie poured herself some more wine and laughed. “It’s just not his thing, sad to say. But I have a surprise for Kim.”
“Oh?” Kim looked as if she were afraid to be hopeful.
“Remember I told you he wouldn’t refuse me anything for ouranniversary?”
Kim nodded.
“Guess what I asked for.”
Kim shrieked and threw her arms around Connie. “Oh, you’rewonderful!”
“Am I to understand correctly?” Emily queried. “For youranniversary, you asked your husband to join you and Kimberly for a tryst?”
“More like an orgy,” Connie said, just as they heard the truck pull up outside. She grabbed her wallet from the small writing desk and got to the door just as the bell rang.
The delivery-man was a tall, heavily built young man with a strong face — and busy eyes. As Connie opened the door, her leered down the front of her robe, than brazenly ogled Kim and Emily as Connie directed him to unpack the aluminum hotpack containers on the dining table.
Connie signed the receipt and strode to the door. Only when she turned did she realize he hadn’t followed her.
“Sure I can’t deliver anything else for you fine looking ladies?” He had cocked one eyebrow in what he probably thought was a devastating expression. Connie thought he looked stupid.
“Positive. Do you want a tip?”
“Hey, babe, depends. I’d like three of them.”
She opened the door. “Out.”
“Hey, what’s the problem — ”
Emily stepped toward him and assumed a karate stance. “Do not test my patience — leave!”
“Hey, I didn’t mean nothin’, just thought you ladies might enjoy having ten inches of Italian sausage.” But even as he blathered, he was backing toward the door.
As soon as he stepped through, Connie closed the door on his muttered, “Fuckin’ frigid lezzie bitches need — ”
Shaking her head, Connie stepped into the dining area with her two lovers.
“Were you really going to hit him or something?” Kim asked.
Emily smiled. “I don’t know the first thing about fighting, but most ignorant men believe all Japanese are ninja assassins, trained from birth in deadly martial arts.” Her smile faded. “It’s unfortunate he is such a pig; he could be quite attractive, otherwise.”
“‘Ten inches of Italian sausage’!” Connie repeated, shaking her head. She was setting the food onto serving dishes and the room was filling with the aroma of lasagna, veal parmigiana, chicken francesi, spaghetti, meat sauce.
“Speaking of which…” Kim said, hinting not too subtly.
Connie laughed, then explained to the bewildered Emily: “Kim is very eager to meet my husband.”
“He must be a remarkable man,” Emily said courteously.
“Actually, she’s more interested in his remarkable penis.”
“Excuse me?”
Connie doled herself spaghetti and took a piece of the veal. “Tell her, Kimberly.”
Kim, blushing, said, “I’ve always wanted to make it with a man who was really well-hung and — well, Connie’s married to one.”
“Oh?” Emily was delicately cutting into the chicken.
“Yeah, Jerry’s hung, all right,” Connie explained. She put down her fork and held her hands up about ten inches apart. “And thick as my wrist. And he knows how to use it!”
“I see,” Emily said. “And it is not painful for one as petite as you?”
Connie shrugged. “Sometimes a little, but he’s so gentle and gets me so wet that it feels great. Feels like my whole body is impaled on him.” She helped herself to some antipasto. “You must have a tough time with big dicks.” She turned to Kim. “Smallest little pussy I’ve ever seen on a grownup.”
Emily nodded. “It was, in fact, the biggest reason Pete and I stopped associating.”
“Huh?” from Connie.
“My most recent lover. We were together for almost two years. He was very well-endowed, quite similar to your description of yourhusband. He was also sweet, loving, gentle and careful. But total insertion was never achieved and always it was too difficult for me to enjoy. He was always wiling to employ other means to give me pleasure, but it became an on-going source of tension for us. That, combined with my frequent associations with women, led me to desire his sexualattentions less and less frequently.” She took a precise bite of her chicken.
“Think he’d like me?”
Emily put down her knife and fork and stared across the table at Kimberly. “He’d certainly find you sexually attractive, but such a liaison would be very difficult for me, if you and I are to continue being friends. I loved him very deeply.”
“Oh, well,” Kim said sadly. “Easy come, easy go.”
“If it was easy come,” Emily said, “he and I would still betogether.” The trio laughed.
“So — do you prefer men or women?” Connie asked.
“I prefer women, but I enjoy the strength of a man, too,” Emily said.
“Kim?”
“I dunno. I like men a lot, but seem to get along better with women.”
“What about you, Connie?”
She smiled at Emily. “Equal-Opportunity sex fiend.” She speared a piece of veal. “I love hard cock any place I can fit it, and I crave sweet lips and hard nipples. As you may have noticed.”
“Have you ever had both?” Emily asked.
“Oh, sure.” Connie laughed. “In college, I was into some pretty wild orgies. Haven’t been into it, though, since Jerry. I fantasize about it, still, and soon Kim is going to help me have it again — with Jerry!”
“But there’s nothing we can do about your favorite fantasy, hon,” Kim noted.
Connie sighed. “Still, it’ll be great.”
“What is that fantasy?” Emily asked, and reached for the wine.
“I love to get a hard one in my butt while I eat a sweet pussy.”
“But your husband is too large?”
Connie nodded. “Tried, but he wouldn’t go on with it when he saw how difficult it was for me.”
“A most remarkable and loving man.”
“You bet,” Connie agreed. “But what are your fantasies, Emily?”
“I have enjoyed all of those that are possible,” she replied.
“What are the impossible ones, then?” Kim chimed in.
Emily blushed. “Well, I would like to know what it is like to be a man, with a woman, to slide slowly into her and feel her opening to me and on my flesh.”
“Hmmmm, that’s a tough one, alright,” Kim agreed.
But Connie was looking at Emily thoughtfully. “You know, there might be a way you could get an idea of what it’s like.”
“Oh, I have simulated it using marital aids — ”
“What?” Connie asked.
“Dildos,” Emily explained.
“No, I mean another way.” She paused to wolf down another bite of veal. “It won’t be the same as having a cock, but you’ll know what it’s like to slide into a woman and feel her opening to your flesh.”
“I don’t understand,” said Emily.
“You will,” Connie said. “Later. Pass the wine?”

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A family that cums together stays together (Chapter1)

This is my first ever attempt at writing an erotic story, constructive criticisms is greatly appreciated as are comments about what you’d like to see added.
I’ve tried to keep things such as ages and appearances of the two girls and even the guy as non-de as possible, this is so that you can picture hopefully fill this information in yourself and enjoy that aspect.

Fiction

the training of lucy

The Training of Lucy
I had met Lucy several months ago at a family party. She was a friend of my sister in law.
We were introduced, we exchanged pleasantries and then we went our separate ways to enjoy the party and I thought nothing more of it.
She was attractive. About 5’5” with blonde hair that came to her shoulders cut with a straight fringe. Her figure was curvy. She didn’t have large breasts but on her small, slender frame they looked ample, she had a slim waist and a nice rounded ass and thighs.
As the night went on I would catch her out of the corner of my eye as she danced and she caught me looking a few times. It was hard not to watch when she was moving that lovely little body of hers in such a provocative way.
As the night went on and people started to slowly slink away, most of them in a drunken haze, I got ready to leave. I noticed Lucy putting her coat on and saying goodbye to my sister in law and the friends they shared then she did something very unexpected. On her way out she passed my table and with a wink and a smile she handed me her business card and, still smiling, looked over her shoulder at me on her way out the door.
Bewildered I looked at the card. It told me that she was Lucy Brett and that she was the head of human resources for a major high street retail chain. It had a mobile number and an e-mail address.
As I did my best to absorb the information on the small piece of card in front of me whilst simultaneously playing that little smile and wink over and over in my mind my fingers found indentations on its back. I turned it over and there in blue biro it said,
‘call me? Text me? J xx’
I couldn’t believe it. She was beautiful and she had just given me her number. I wanted to call her straight away but of course that would have been far too odd. I went home a very happy man.
After a day of chasing my tail over whether or not I should call her, I called her and we decided to meet for a drink.
When I first met her she came across as quite an intimidating person. Very direct in her views but never unpleasant. She, as her card had told me, was the head of human resources for one of the biggest retailers in the country and was used to being in a position of authority. As petite as she was she wasn’t the sort of person I’d want to mess with if she got angry.
Most of her days were spent in an office in the city making sure the people under her control did as they were told but every now and again she would be awarded the rare luxury of working from home.
We went out a couple more times and we got on so well. It was so nice to be in her company. She was strong willed and wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want to. The conversations we had were often very deep and our sense of humour was matched perfectly. Being around her was addictive.
Very soon we were texting and calling each other every chance we got and after a while the messages and phone calls started to get ruder and ruder.
After a couple of weeks of this the anticipation got too much for us and we had to take each other to bed. Her body was amazing. She spent her lunch breaks in the company gym when she could and it showed.
Her breasts were high and firm. As I said, they weren’t huge but her tiny body made them look big. Her belly was flat and sculpted and her hips were wide and womanly with a lovely fleshy ass and rounded thighs. Her pussy was shaved completely and was as rounded and fleshy as her ass with her tiny inner lips just visible in her slit and when she was aroused they would open out like a butterfly.
But the one thing that surprised me the most in the bedroom was how submissive she was. She would stand in front of me and slowly undress while keeping her eyes either on her own body or the floor. She would take off her clothes while trying to keep herself covered with her arms or hands, almost as if it were something she was being made to do rather than something she enjoyed.
As soon as things started to get heated between us and it was obvious that we were going to end up having sex it was as if someone flipped a switch and the assertive, confident forthright person that was Lucy became a shy, timid and submissive little girl.
I guess after you spend all your day trying to be the strongest person in the room (which can’t be easy for a small blonde girl in her late 20’s) it’s good to give up that pretence and surrender your power to someone else.
I didn’t mind, I loved it. It turned me on so much and it lead to quite possibly one of the best sexual role-play games I have ever been a part of.
Trying to explain it would take to long. Instead I‘ll tell you about the last time we played.
It would usually happen on one of the rare days that Lucy was working from home.
On this occasion we had spent hours pleasuring each other the night before. Sex with Lucy was always amazing.
Knowing she was at home I sent her a message. I had told her before I left that she wasn’t allowed to play till I got home and that she had to get on with her work.
As soon as she got my message she would know the game I wanted to play.
I typed it and pressed send.
“has Daddy’s little girl been good today?”
It was a few minutes before I got a reply.
“I’m sorry Daddy”
Her first reply was an apology, I knew this could mean only one thing. She had been naughty while she was supposed to be at home working, but just how naughty had she been?.
“Have you been a bad girl? I think you had better tell Daddy what you‘ve done”
She took quite a while to reply. Even though this was just a bit of fun she really got into it and I could tell she was a little nervous about telling me.
“I’m so sorry Daddy but a couldn’t help it. All I can think about is what you did to me with your big dick last night and it made my little pussy all wet”
There wasn’t much I could do to stop her thinking about it but if she had done anything else, which I suspected she had, she knew she’d be in trouble.
“have you touched your little pussy? Tell Daddy the truth now girl”
Her reply came quickly, she was desperate to explain and defend herself.
“I have Daddy but it just made it even wetter. I’m sorry, please don’t be upset with me”
She knew she had done wrong, I had left specific instructions before I left the house.
“you are a very bad girl. I told you before I left this morning that you weren’t allowed to touch it until I got home didn’t I? Daddy is not happy”
Again, she was quick to try and explain her actions.
“I’m so sorry Daddy, please don’t be upset. I tried to do my homework honestly I did but I could feel it getting all damp and slippery as I sat on it. I just had a little touch but it got really wet”
It was hard to stay in character sometimes when she sent me messages like that. She knew exactly what she was doing and the thought of her touching herself made me twitch in my boxer shorts. But staying in character was part of the fun.
“you are a very bad girl, you haven’t done as Daddy told you and you have touched your little pussy and made it all wet. I think you had better show me how wet you have made yourself”
The reply came after a while and when I opened it my cock started to swell and I felt my trousers getting tighter.
It was a close up picture of her gorgeous pink pussy. Her swollen little inner lips had spread out from inside her and were wet and glistening. Her little clit sat at the top of her slit, hard and poking out from under its hood and there was a tiny bead of her juice trickling from her tight little hole.
The message simply read:-
“sorry Daddy”
My dick was raging. The sight of her pussy so wet made me want to go home and fuck her right there and then and she knew it. But here I was stuck at work.
It was time for a little payback.
“sorry is not good enough! You didn’t do as Daddy told you and now you’re going to have to be punished”
I wasn’t quite sure how I was going to punish her while I was here and she was there but I took a few moments to think. Then it struck me.
The toy box.
Before I met her Lucy had been single for a while and had built up a small collection of toys. We had started using them together and had been adding to the collection.
“please Daddy no, don’t punish me. It was only a little touch and I promise I won’t do it again”
Her sweet and innocent routine was making my hard on worse. If I hadn’t been stuck at my desk I would of taken it out right then and started wanking it.
“you’re a bad girl. Daddy told you not to touch at all and you didn’t listen. Did you put your fingers in?”
The few moments it took her to reply felt like a life time. My heart was beating in my chest and I held my phone, watching it, waiting for it too beep.
“yes Daddy L ”
The thought of that tipped me over the edge and I started to move my hips trying to get as much sensation as possible from rubbing the now swollen and sticky, wet end of my throbbing cock on the inside of my shorts.
Time to turn up the pressure.
“you will do exactly as I say. Do I make myself clear?”
“yes Daddy”
Suddenly something else popped into my mind. If she’s doing everything I say I’ll throw in a little extra for me.
“I want you in the correct uniform for doing your homework do you understand? Let me know when you are properly dressed”
There was only one outfit in her wardrobe that I meant and she knew exactly which one it was. It was one of my favourites. It took a while for her to reply, she would have been taking care to get the look just right.
“I’m dressed Daddy”
In my minds eye I could see exactly how she would look and it made me want to explode. I looked at the clock and it was only ten minutes to quitting time. Thank god for that!.
Now for her punishment.
“go to your toy box and find your toy with the suction cup on the bottom. Let me know when you have it”
Again, she knew exactly which one I meant. It was a pink rubber cock complete with balls and a suction cup as a base. It had a wire leading from it to a small battery pack that, when turned on, made the tip vibrate.
“I have it Daddy”
I already had my reply half written.
“you will go to the coffee table and you will stick your toy to it. You will sit on it until it is all the way up inside you. You will not turn it on, you will not move at all, you will sit still and wait for me. I will be home in 20 minutes. Am I clear?”
I was closing down my work station and packing my things when my phone beeped.
“yes Daddy”
“I will be inspecting you when I come home and if I suspect for a second that you have disobeyed me again you will be in serious trouble. Is that understood?”
“yes Daddy”
“do as I have said and let me know when you have done it”
At last I was on my way out the door. Thankfully my office was only ten minutes walk from Lucy’s house but I walked a hell of a lot faster that day.
My phone beeped again.
“it’s all the way in me Daddy. It’s so deep. I can feel the balls on my little clit. I want to bounce on it like I bounce on your cock. Can I Daddy? please?”
God I could hardly walk. I typed as quickly as I could.
“no you may not. You will sit still and you will not move until I get there, understood?”
“yes Daddy”
I didn’t bother to reply, I could see her front door 100 yards away. I almost ran the last few steps.
I got to the door and took a moment to calm myself. Staying in character over the phone was one thing, staying in character in front of her was something completely different.
I gathered myself and turned my key in the lock. I slowly made my way down the hall hanging my coat and placing my bag as if it were just any other day, then made my way to the front room.
There she sat on the small, square, glass topped coffee table as I had told her.
Her hair was gathered in two high pig tails. She had on a tight fitted white blouse which really showed off her thin waist and rounded breasts and around her neck was a short navy blue tie with an oversized knot. Her blouse was tucked into a short, pleated, blue and green tartan skirt. She wore knee high white socks and baby doll shoes.
She would have not looked out of place on the set of a school girl porn film and I was very suddenly aware of how swollen and wet the end of my cock felt against my belly as it was squashed by my trousers.
As I entered the room doing my best to maintain my air of authority she sat on the edge of the table. She didn’t look up, her head was bowed and turned slightly away from me. Her eyes were fixed firmly at the floor.
Her knees and thighs were together and her feet apart. Her toes pointed in towards each other and her hands gripped the edge of the coffee table either side of her legs supporting her as her whole body trembled slightly.
I stood in front of her, my hands clasped behind my back like some wicked headmaster taking in the sight of this gorgeous woman. She didn’t move.
“is it still inside you?”
Again, she didn’t move or look up. She just slowly nodded and through stammering breath she shakily said,
“yes Daddy”
I could see she was having trouble, she was obviously doing exactly as I had ordered. But I still wanted to see it for myself.
“show me”
Her hands went to the hem of her short skirt and slowly started to slide it up her trembling thighs. She never raised her eyes, instead her gaze remained fixed on the floor. She gave the feeling that she was ashamed of what she was revealing to me.
As her skirt gradually slid further up I saw the tops of her thighs as they were clamped tight together and I saw the beautiful Y that her legs made as they joined her body. She lifted her skirt to her tummy and started to open her legs.
She was breathing very heavily and her legs were shaking as they moved. A couple of times she had to stop and catch her breath but as her legs opened I saw her smooth round little fanny and trapped between her and the glass of the coffee table were a little pink pair of rubber testicles.
She really had done as she was told. I could see that the full 5 inch’s of the little rubber shaft must be all the way up inside her and here she was, sitting perfectly still as I had told her.
It was starting to take its toll on her though. She sat looking at the floor, her breathing was short and laboured, her hands held the hem of her skirt up to her belly and her legs were spread apart. Her knees were trembling and every now and then I could see them wanting to close again as the sensation of having her pussy filled almost took over her.
She looked positively terrified as I bent down to pick up the little battery pack that was attached to the thing inside her.
“no Daddy! Please no!”
“you will be quite! You have been a very bad girl today and you will not speak until spoken to. Do you understand?”
“yes Daddy”
she said as she looked nervously at the little box in my hand. My finger on the button.
Her eyes didn’t stay on the little box for long. I held it in my left hand and with my right hand I undid the zipper on my trousers.
I stepped closer to her as I reached inside and pulled out my cock.
It was throbbing. I had been hard for almost two hours. My tip was swollen and purple. It was right in front of her face now as I pulled back my foreskin to reveal just how wet and sticky it was with pre-cum.
“is this what you have been thinking about today?”
Her eyes were wide and fixed on my cock. She was devouring it with her eyes when eventually she nodded and breathlessly said.
“yes Daddy”
I let her look at it for a moment before I said,
“but you’ve been a bad girl haven’t you?”
Just as the words “yes Daddy” were about to escape her mouth I pressed the button. The reaction was immediate.
She almost looked as if she was having convulsions. Her eyes screwed tight shut as she nearly doubled over. The tip of the toy buried deep inside her and vibrating made her legs want to close tight again but she knew I wouldn’t let her do that and as her hands gripped her skirt she forced them to stay open.
“you did a bad thing today didn’t you?”
It took her several attempts to answer me properly, she could hardly catch her breath.
“y..ye..ye..yesss Daddy”
“did you touch your little pussy till you came? Tell me the truth”
“n..no….Daddy”
“I think I had better see for myself”
I hit the button again and it stopped vibrating. Her whole body relaxed and she breathed a sigh of relief in between her already heavy breaths.
“up you get, slowly now”
As she stood the little rubber cock was slowly revealed inch by inch. It glistened and as the tip of it left her I saw a small string of her juice stretch between it and her soft puffy lips.
“now up on the table on your hands and knees. I want to see for myself just how naughty you‘ve been”
The coffee table was small and square but it was just the right size for her to kneel on with a hand and knee in each corner.
She assumed the position of a prime pedigree bitch being inspected at Crufts. Her head was bowed and her ass was stuck up in the air.
I started to slowly walk around her, my cock still standing proud in front of me as it stuck out of my fly.
Her short skirt only just covered the cheeks of her ass as she bent over like this. At the top of her gorgeous round thighs was the broad oval of her pussy divided by the little slit that started at her swollen little button clit and travelled up to where her flushed little lips spread out to frame her tight little hole. It looked amazing as it tried in vain to hide under the hem of her little skirt.
I carried on walking round her, admiring the shape of her body as her ass stuck out and the small of her back dipped towards the floor, her rounded breasts hanging underneath her, confined by her shirt and her beautiful, innocent face with her kinky little pig tails. My cock was fit to burst as I took in this site.
As I moved around in front of her I put my finger under her chin and lifted her head slightly. She was staring straight ahead at my cock.
“open your mouth for me”
She did as she was told. I aimed the swollen end of my cock at her mouth and slowly pushed it past her lips. I felt her start to move her tongue and it felt amazing but I reached down and gripped one of her pigtails and said.
“no! just open your mouth for me”
She stopped moving and just kneeled there with her mouth open for me.
I started to gently thrust into her as I held her pigtails one in each hand.
“that’s it, that’s a good girl”
The feeling of her warm, wet, soft mouth on my cock was amazing. I know if I had kept pumping I would of shot my cum straight down her throat. I knew I needed to stop but I couldn’t help myself. Just a couple more thrusts. God it felt good.
I slowly took my cock out of her mouth and she closed it, gently licking her lips.
“what do you say?”
“thank you Daddy”
I resumed my slow walk around her as she perched there on the table.
I stood behind her. She was quite literally dripping wet. There was a clear bead of her juice dripping from her clit and as I looked I could see several other spots that had already landed between her legs.
I took hold of the hem of her skirt and gently lifted it over the cheeks of her ass. It was so beautiful, round and firm to the touch as I put my hands on her cheeks.
I spread them apart a little and I could see her little brown ass hole twitching and the lips of her soaking pussy spread just a little more, I could see the tight ring of her little cunt just inside.
“Daddy’s going to put his cock in you now but you’re not to make a sound do you understand? I don’t want to hear a peep out of you, is that clear?”
She turned her head slightly and, over her shoulder, I just heard her say
“yes Daddy”
My cock was so hard it hurt. It was longer than her toy by at least an inch and a half and quite a lot thicker. It was wet from her mouth and I knew that her pussy was so wet I could ram it all the way into her in one hard push no matter how tight she was.
So that is exactly what I did.
I moved my hands round to get a firm grip on her hips, I aimed the end of my cock at her tight little hole and thrust hard and fast.
The power of my thrust made Lucy’s whole body move. The cheeks of her ass rippled from the impact of my hips, her head rose and fell making her hair fly and the material of her blouse shifted as her titties swung back and forth on her chest.
But most noticeable of all was the noise she made. A loud, short, sharp exclamation of a mixture of pain and pleasure which she tried to silence as soon as it left her lips.
“AAHUK!”
She knew what she had done.
“what did I say?”
Her pussy felt so good on my cock. It was warm soft and wet inside, it made my swollen glans tingle and the fact that she was so wet that I had been able to ram it all into her at once made me want to shoot into her right away.
But I had a role to play and it was a good thing. If she hadn’t of disobeyed me and shrieked like that I may of cum too soon.
I took my cock out of her and slapped her ass hard, she yelped. I watched as her cheek blushed and a white hand print started to appear.
I walked round in front of her again and she had a pained expression on her face, I couldn’t tell whether it was from the slap or the way I had rammed my dick up her.
Lifting her chin I said,
“open wide”
She dutifully opened her mouth and I pushed my now soaking cock back into her mouth.
“that’s a good girl, now lick it all clean and we’ll start again”
Her tongue licked the length of me as I thrust into her mouth over and over. It started to feel too good again and I had to take it out and save some for her pussy.
Walking back around her again I stood behind her. My cock was busting to be in her again, I was so close I could feel the heat from her on the end of me.
Taking hold of her hips again I said,
“not a sound this time do you understand?”
“yes Daddy”
My cock head was at her entrance and once again I thrust into her hard, sinking all the way in.
Her ass shuddered, her legs trembled, her head lifted and fell and her blouse tightened with the movement of her breasts.
I stood for a moment with my cock deep inside her. She felt amazing. Her head slowly fell and her breathing became deep and stammered but she didn‘t make a sound.
“that’s a good girl”
I slid my cock half way out of her then rammed it back in hard making her shudder just as I had done the first time.
I looked down and I could see her puffy outer lips gathered around my shaft with her thin inner lips sucking me as I slid out then they would disappear as I rammed it back in.
I was fucking her hard and it looked and felt amazing. Her tight little hole was so soft I could feel it wanting to drain me.
“is this what you’ve been thinking about all day?”
She found it hard to speak I was pounding her so hard. I could tell she wanted to cry out every time I fucked my cock into her but she knew she wasn’t allowed.
“ye…ye…yes……Daddy…..uh”
She was down on her elbows now gripping the edge of the coffee table so hard her knuckles were going white.
I could hear her pussy squelching and see the cheeks of her ass rippling every time I drove my dick home hard.
“tell me what you were thinking”
“I was…..….thinking…..of…you……uh!……fucking me hard…uh!………just like this……uh!”
“how about if I fuck you like this?”
I started to thrust faster, fucking her really hard, really fast and really deep, my hips slapping off her ass and almost pushing her off the table with every thrust.
“oh yes!……oh yes Daddy…..fuck me like that…..oh Daddy I love it…..oh Daddy…..oh Daddy….uh..uh..uh!”
“are you going to do as you’re told in future?”
“yes Daddy……uh…uh….I promise….uh…I promise I‘ll be a good..uh..uh…good girl”
Her pussy was so wet now I could feel her juices squirting out of her pussy over my shaft every time I slammed it back in.
“well if you promise to be a good little girl you can have a treat. I’ll let you choose where I shoot my cum. Where do you want it?”
“oh I want it……inside me Daddy….uh…uh…..shoot it up….up inside me Daddy,…….I want…to feel you…..cumming in me”
“ok, you can have my cum in your pussy. Now what do you say?”
“thank…..uh..thank you Daddy…uh..uh”
I had been fucking her hard and fast for only a little while when I felt her pussy starting to flutter.
“oh Daddy…..oh Daddy….I’m cumming Daddy….I’m cumming!”
That was it, hearing her shout that was too much for me.
“Daddy‘s…going to cum…too…are you ready?”
“yes Daddy……..I’m ready”
I felt her pussy fluttering on the end of my cock and it started the chain reaction in my hips. I felt the pressure building between my legs and my balls tightened, I grabbed her hips, held them tight and rammed my cock deeper into her than ever before.
“OW DADDY!!”
As my cock twitched and squirted inside her I felt her pussy tighten and she started slamming her ass back at me.
“oh Daddy…..oh Daddy……give me al your cum Daddy…….give me all your cum Daddy….…I love your cum Daddy……..I love it deep inside me…….ooh….oooh….oooOOOOHHHHHH!!””
With one final squeal she pushed back against me and I felt her pussy clamp down on me hard, her legs started to tense and want to kick out and I felt her pussy get very very very wet.
Looking down I saw her little ass hole contracting and her lips quivering as they were stretched tight around me. Her orgasm coursed through her.
I forced myself back in deep and she moaned as I felt a mixture of our juices squirt out of her and run down my balls
I moved my cock back and forth as far as I could inside her as she started to calm down, her orgasm slowly subsiding. Every now and then she would shiver as I pushed it in.
She was kneeling on the table panting for breath as I slid my slowly deflating cock out of her.
I stood for a moment and looked at her freshly fucked pussy as my cum, mixed with her cum slowly dripped from her to land on the table
I walked round her and, lifting her chin, I said.
“open wide, you need to clean Daddy up”
She opened her mouth and sucked my cock in licking it all over as she did. Cleaning it of her cum and mine. The sensation of her tongue darting from side to side on my end felt intense and I could feel the last few drops oozing from the eye at the end of my dick.
“that’s a good girl, now what do you say?”
She reached up and held my cock as she took it out of her mouth, still sucking me as she did, and said,
“thank you Daddy”
“Now go and get yourself cleaned up”
“ok Daddy”
She stepped down off the coffee table and straightened her skirt. She had a spring in her step as she almost skipped to the door and, just as she was about to leave she turned and said
“I love you Daddy”
“I love you too sweetie”
And with a broad smile she turned and headed for the shower leaving me exhausted and thinking of the next game we could play.
THE END

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Evil Souls Have No Limits (Chapter 2)

This is chapter 2. I am sorry it took me so long but I have been very busy. Secondly I went more mild on the death part in this chapter. Also, there will be some more info added in chapter 3 about the charaters from another story series on here that me and the other arthur are going to connect our stories with. There is a tidbit of info in this chapteron that subject. Second to last point, please give me some feedback on who you would like to see become the next target for amanda’s first job and idea’s you would like to see. I think some fan interaction and ideas could help spruce it up a bit here. Lastly, please comment good or bad with your thoughts, all I ask is speak intelligently.

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Adventures of Carrie: Office

Carrie squeezed her legs together and tried again to concentrate on the report she was reading. It had been a difficult morning to be at work. Her thoughts were off in a fantasy world and she didn’t particularly want them to get back to reality. She had dreamed during the night of running naked on a beach, of wild stallions with massive erections and an assortment of unknown men getting pleasure from her. When she had awakened this morning, she had found herself gently rubbing her swollen clit with her fingers. From the flowing wetness between her legs, she had known that she had been doing this for some time and continued until the time had forced her out of bed.
As she had dressed, she deliberately neglected to select a bra and the satiny fabric of her dress still caressed her erect nipples. Normally, she may have been uneasy at work by her obvious lack of undergarments but today it only heightened her excitement. The pointedness of her nipples had drawn glances or an outright stare from every man who had walked into her office and she had made no effort to conceal them. She had frequently leaned back in her chair, resting her arms on the arms of the chair as the men attempted to carry on legitimate office protocol.
On more than one occasion, they had left her office holding papers in a peculiar fashion in front of themselves. One such occurrence had just taken place with one of the men she found especially appealing and this had been responsible for her pressing her legs together. She regretted not having her fashionable short hemline pulled even higher than it had been, possibly allowing a glimpse of the lacy garter belt that she wore. She smiled to herself as she thought of her wicked fantasies. If he only knew that she never wore panties, it would please her. How would he have reacted if he had known that she had mentally pulled down his pants and slid her mouth over his erect tool as he stood talking to her?
Carrie entered the bathroom and, locking the door behind herself, slid her hand up between her legs. In only a few seconds, the first of several orgasms pulsed through her body. She leaned against the wall for support. What she really wanted was a throbbing, erect cock stroking in and out of her but this would have to do for now. A little later, after the flush had gone from her face, she returned to her office. Though the quick masturbation had been immensely gratifying, it had done little to change her mood or alter her desires.
She had turned down two luncheon invitations and chose instead to walk in the downtown mall. The wind caused the skirt of her dress to flip around wildly at times and she could feel it press tightly against her excited pubic area. She walked aimlessly, looking in store windows, watching the people and enjoying the warm sun.
Was it by accident or subconscious thought that she found herself in front of an adult bookstore that was on a side street from the main mall area. Pausing briefly, she entered. The brightly lit interior surprised her. She had thought of these places as being dark and secretive. Several men looked her over as she walked in and their eyes became riveted on the protruding nipples that were clearly outlined by her dress. The assortment of sex toys that were openly displayed drew her attention. As she looked them over, a few of the men came over to stand near. She felt the obvious bulge from one as he stood behind her and gently pressed himself against her rear. Another commented on a particular phallic object’s ability to stimulate and added that it, of course, couldn’t compare to the real thing. How well she knew!
Brushing hands seemed to feel her all over as she stood looking at the display of devices. The objects varied wildly in design and color, from two and three inch long extensions to eighteen inch dildos that were massive in circumference. Vibrators came in models from a set of tiny balls to those over a foot long and were either hard plastic or covered in soft flesh like material. One even had a natural looking foreskin that slid down on the shaft as it was stroked. Several of the men moaned as she picked it up to slide her hand up and down on the cool shaft to see how it worked. Flesh colored rings covered with soft rubbery tips were everywhere, along with lotions and creams that promised hours of enjoyment.
She finally selected several of the rings and a couple of the flesh like dildos, including the one with the lifelike foreskin. A man offered to show her how they were all used. She thanked him but said that she already knew and didn’t have the time anyway. His hand gently but firmly squeezed her rear through her dress and another slide his hand down her shoulder and into the vee of her neckline. She felt his fingers caress the softness of her breasts and circle over her nipples. She made no attempt to escape and soon had several hands rubbing and probing her body. She felt fingers of two different men explore her wet hole. She moved her legs further apart as they both slipped inside. She could tell that her wetness was dripping down her legs and she pressed down on the digits that had so quickly filled her.
The sign over the draped door stated “X-Rated Movies – 25 cents”. She had just noticed it. She made a few more selections from the display and gave the man behind the counter her credit card. As soon as he had placed the items in the bag, she picked it up and made her way to the draped door. She knew that her audience would follow and the desire to try some of the devices she had selected had overcome her.
Inside was a larger room lined with several small cubicles. Each cubicle was covered from view by a curtain. Carrie selected an empty one and, pulling the curtain aside, entered a three foot by five foot area containing a small screen on the wall and a fabric covered chair. Without re-closing the curtain, she hurriedly unbuttoned the front of her dress and stepped out of it, draping it across the back of the chair. She stood in only her garter belt, stockings and high heels. As she turned to the front of the booth, she could see that the men had all followed her into the room and were gathered around the front of the booth. Sitting down on the front edge of the chair, she took a large hard plastic vibrator from her bag. She turned it on, leaned back, spread her legs and pressed it into the slit that was still dripping wet. The high speed of the vibrator made her tingle as she placed its tip directly on her swollen clit. Her legs opened further and draped over each arm of the chair. Her cum was running out and coating the hard phallus in her hand. Her free hand clutched her breast and her eyes closed as the sensations came over her.
As Carrie pressed harder with her plastic tool, one of the men slipped one of the rubbery rings over the foreskinned dildo and slowly slid it into her. She was pleased at how natural it felt and raised to meet the thrusts he was now providing. As she occasionally opened her eyes, she could see that the men were taking turns using the dildos on her. She knew that her legs were as wide as they would go and that everyone was watching as the tools slid in and out, being covered with her own white fluid. After a while, this proved too stimulating to control and a shattering orgasm overtook her. Her moans were easily heard throughout the building. The vibrator, still running, fell to the floor after the third such climax. Carrie’s legs remained hooked over the chair arms.
Opening her eyes to the rustling sounds, she saw one of the men leaning over her and felt the end of his cock as it sought entry. She guided it with her hand and moaned as he rammed its full length into her. He stroked in and out rapidly and within a minute or so groaned as the gush of hot juice pulsed out of him and into her full cunt. She joined him as he came off. As he withdrew, she could feel the rush of fluid run down her crack. Almost immediately, another took his place. As he entered, everyone could hear the sucking noise that her dripping hole was making on his tool. This one, larger than the last, stroked slowly and she could feel the little tips of one of the rings as it caressed her protrusion. He stimulated both of them for several minutes, causing some of the other men to get impatient. After he had released his load into her and pulled out, the others picked up her chair and moved it to the center of the larger room. As the third one ran his length into her slit, another pressed the tip of his erection against her lips. Her mouth opened and took him. Both men pumped in her as she shivered with orgasm after orgasm.
During a brief rest, Carrie walked through the draped door into the main room. She was still dressed only in her garter belt, stockings and high heels. A quick call to the office informed them that she would not be back this afternoon. Something important had come up! Several men in the outer room had come into the store since she had first gone into the movie area and when she returned to her chair, they all followed, joining the group that was already there. In moments, the new comers had joined the activity. Carrie’s legs were again draped over the arms of the chair and, one after another the men stuck their cocks into her. They could feel her muscles clamp around them as they pushed in and pulled out. Her contractions were involuntary and simply a response to what she was feeling.
She soon lost track of how many men had been in her or of the number of times she had come off with their pounding cocks. Her stockings had become soaked and she slipped them off. She ran her fingers into her open cunt and then sucked them to taste the flavor of those who had already entered her. She could not get enough. There were not enough men in this city to take care of her right now. She needed more. She wanted more. As the afternoon progressed, she got more. She pressed her cunt up to meet each of them and thrilled at the feeling when they shoot their hot juice into her.
Finally, the young black man who ran the store, came into the room. He commented that they had best call it a day. He was afraid that someone might believe that the store had arranged the whole thing and close them down. Carrie opened her legs wider and invited him to be her last for now. It took no encouragement for him to accept the invitation. As he lowered his pants, Carrie reached out to take his rod in her hand. It was just what she needed for a finale. Erect, it was a full 13 inches in length and much larger than she could reach around with one hand. She used both hands to stroke it before she guided it inside. Within a few strokes, he had its entire length in her and she screamed with pleasure. The wet liquid continued to drip out as she humped up to meet his thrusts. She was coming off on almost every stroke. Carrie had never taken such a large cock and found that her enjoyment matched its size. After many minutes of almost continual orgasms for her, he uttered long and low guttural sounds as he stiffened even more and shoot off a huge load of white jism into her. She felt it spray against the end of her cunt and nearly fainted from the lustful feelings that overcame her.
When she regained her composure, she could smell the musty odor of sex all over her. She put her stockings in the bag with her new toys and, thanking the men who were still there, left the store. She headed home where she knew she would continue her activities. Her satisfaction was nearly complete…………..but not quite! Now she was going to go home to Doug.
It had been a good business trip. Things had flowed smoothly and a contract had been concluded earlier than Doug expected. It was good to get home in the middle of the afternoon and get out of these business cloths. He fixed a jug of Margaritas and went to the top deck to relax. If the neighbors hadn’t gotten used to me running around naked yet, they had just as well move. Modesty was not a big thing with either Carrie or himself. More correctly put, maybe lack of modesty was a big thing with them.
As he sipped the first drink, he became aware of how horny he was. His cock persisted in jutting out in front. It had been four days since he left town and that was too long for it to be inactive. The busy schedule of the trip had preventing his thinking about sex to any extent but the relaxation now was putting the real priorities into focus. He stroked his cock slowly, wishing Carrie was here to take care of it but knowing that she didn’t leave work for another hour or two. By the time he finished the second drink, it was fully erect all the time without even touching it. The afternoon sun was very warm and he lay back in a chase lounge to touch up his all-over tan.
A half hour or so had passed when Doug heard the front door close and Carrie saying a “Hello”. He replied that he was on the top deck, had some Margaritas and all she needed was a glass. It was about then that he realized that it was too soon for her to be home but that it was certainly a pleasant surprise. A few seconds later she came up the steps leading from the patio to the deck. A wide smile was on her face as she appeared and she was making some comment about hoping that he had gotten home early. As she came into full view at the top step, it was very obvious that she had not been at the office for some time.
Her dress was unbuttoned its entire length, she was wearing no bra and her stockings were missing. Only her garter belt and heels accompanied her dress for attire. She carried a large plastic shopping bag in one hand and an empty glass in the other. Doug returned her smile and,
although he knew, he asked what she had been doing. There was little question about that as the smell of sex was all over her. He poured the margaritas.
“I’ve been getting my socks fucked off,” she replied, taking a long drink from her glass.
She spread her legs slightly as she stood in front of him. The inside of her thighs were wet. She dumped the contents of the plastic bag at the end of the chase lounge. Her very wet stockings tumbled out along with an assortment of dildos, vibrators and cock rings. The items were all covered with wet and dried cum and the stockings were twisted around and over them, producing a solid mound of musty smelling sex tools.
“I’ve been shopping too and I got even more than I bargained for,” Carrie grinned.
Doug’s cock was sticking straight up and he reached over and felt her cunt. It was sticky and wet and matted with cum. He could feel her pinch as he touched her and she uttered a soft purr. She sat on the lounge next to him with her legs spread and told a story of having sexy dreams this morning, going to work horny, going for a walk at lunch and straying into an adult book store. Doug’s cock throbbed as she talked and he began stroking it slowly as she told of being felt and rubbed and then virtually inviting a group of men to watch her masturbate and to fuck her. She was rubbing her clit as she described the events and soon came over, straddled Doug’s legs and lowered herself on his erect tool. It slid into her easily. Her cunt was dripping and well stretched from her visit to the bookstore. She continued telling her story as she rocked back and forth on his stiff rod, pulling it nearly out and then dropping back down until she took it all inside her.
At one point, she rose off his cock long enough to put one of the rings over his erection and then again slid it into her snatch. Her dress had long since fallen away and the odor of her afternoon was strong even though they were outdoors. She told of losing count of the number of men who had fucked her and jokingly complained of having a sore mouth from sucking on so many big cocks. Her cunt got especially wet as she described her last cock. It was certainly no surprise that her cunt should be as big and wet as it was. A very well hung black had taken care of her just before she left the store. To hear her describe him, he could have easily been a dark, wild stallion instead of a man. He had obviously pleased her, as had the others, but not satisfied her; a feat frequently difficult to do for anyone. Her mood was still lusty and wanton. Doug’s cock was enjoying the result of her feelings. She rose again from his erection and lay down on the adjoining lounge chair. Her legs were wide and she spread open the puffy lips of her pussy with her fingers.
“Can you see the cum and cock juice?” she asked
She wasn’t really looking for an answer. She had mostly wanted to have him look into her wet hole. She knew it turned him on to have her be whorish and it turned her on to be looked at in such a manner. She spread it open as wide as she could and stuck all the fingers of one hand in and pumped them in and out. They were covered with white liquid as she withdrew them and suck each finger clean. She then asked that he stick a dildo in her and requested the one that was about 14 inches long and 2 1/2 inches across. It met little resistance as about 8 or 9 inches disappeared inside her. He stroked it in and out while she stuck her legs high in the air and, grabbing her knees, pulled them as far apart as they would go.
“Get the camera and take some pictures of me,” she insisted. “Not the Polaroid! I want the guys at the drug store to see these when I take them in to get developed. They always go through the envelopes when they get back and I want to give them a show.”
Doug hurried down to get the camera case. It was kept loaded with film and lenses mostly for just such occasions. It took only seconds after he got back to start shooting away.
Her legs were still raised and she pushed the huge dildo in as far as it would go. Click! She pulled it out until only the tip was touching her lips. It was coated with cum. Click! She put her mouth down over it and sucked as she spread her cunt with the fingers on the other hand. Click! His cock throbbed as he looked through the viewfinder. Maybe the guys at the drug store will at least leave the negatives! She got on her hands and knees facing away from me and, holding the base of the dildo against the cushion of the lounge, pumped up and down as he took wide angle and close up shoots of her show. One roll of film after the other went through the camera as she twisted and turned, using all of the devices that had been in her shopping bag.
Doug could finally no longer be a cameraman. He sat the camera down and shoved my face into her dripping cunt. His tongue flicked her small erection while she moaned and thrust herself up to meet him. Her orgasms were load and long and he knew that much of that was for the neighbors’ benefit. She got off on letting them hear her almost as much as she did in letting them see her.
He replaced his tongue with his cock and pounded it into the gaping hole between her legs. He could feel the wetness again coat his prick. The enlarged head rubbed the inside of her and produced an exquisite sensation over his body. He masturbated! He pumped his cock hard and fast and then slowly, each time shoving it in as deep as it would go. Her muscles were like a wet mouth sucking on his erection, pulling the load of cock juice closer to spurting out. Each stroke sent electric shocks down into Doug’s balls and his own groans joined hers. Her tongue roamed his mouth and he sucked it. His toes curled into the cushion and he held her shoulders so that the thrusts would not push her away. It was obvious that she too was masturbating with his prick. Her eyes were half open and glazed. She didn’t care where she was or who was with her. She simply was allowing the animal desires to control her body and mind.
He continued to ram his stiff cock into her as his balls banged against her ass with each stroke. Though he wanted to continue forever, he also wanted to feel that surge of release that comes with orgasm. He could finally not hold back any longer. Doug’s cock stiffened and contractions started deep between his legs. The gush of white cum shot out of the end of his cock and into her already wet snatch. One squirt and then another and another! His cock was pumping out its juice in long gushes and he could feel it running out of her and down her crack, covering his hair and balls as it went. They were both moaning and screaming as the orgasm peaked and then subsided with both his cock and her cunt pulsing with contractions. She sucked the last small streams of cum out of him with her smooth, wet pulses.
They lay exhausted with sleep rapidly overtaking her. Many hours later, the rays of the rising sun awakened her, laying with cum covered legs still spread, in a pool of wetness caused by the excitement of the afternoon.

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The Cove Ch 5

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