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The ninth rule you must follow and is a very important rule for you. Under any circumstances should you refuse to obey a demand from your man, a very severe punishment would administered on your husband.

The tenth rule you will lean more about in an upcoming video but it will consist of working with an assistant, which we will assign to you and your partner. You will learn to work with your assistant who we completely trained for you and your partner's pleasure.

Your assistant has gone through extensive training to be completely docile and we will train you how to use your new assistant to take full advantage of the skills we have given that person.

Dee thought how she did not like the idea of having another woman in the same bedroom with her and how uncomfortable it would make her feel. She listened as the narrator continued speaking.

Those are the ten most important rules you must follow and now we will continue with your training, which will help, you develop your skills in pleasing your partner.

Over the next month, Dee watched over four hours of video each evening, which consisted on developing her love making techniques. Sam brought Dee a black dildo to practice learning how to use her virginal muscles on her partner.

During that month, Sam would ask Dee questions about her training and he would suggest any advice he could to make her feel comfortable. The only question Sam could not answer was the reason why they had to have an assistant and if he knew who the woman.

Sam told her she would learn more about her assistant in the very near future and should only concentrate on things they wanted her to learn now.

Over those seven months, Dee's brainwashing continued on schedule and several factors she was not aware of was the fact they were giving her a ***** that would keep her mind confused and ******* to a level where she did not seem to worry about her husband.

They kept her mind occupied on Sam the entire day and during the eighth month, her video training increased to several hours each day. Dee literally spent every moment of the day about Sam and how to please him.

They kept everything in the world from her so she had no concept of current events and even the date was a mystery for her... They made sure her only concern in life was thinking about Sam.

Half way through the eighth month, they began to teach Dee about the assistant she would have.

They played a video with the same blonde-haired person who had been in the video with Sam a couple months ago and when she saw her face, Dee got angry because that woman had touched her man.

Once Dee saw the blonde-haired women and saw her with a different black man, it se her mind at ease as she watched the opening segment of the video.

Dee watched as the assistant helped her bathe and noticed the assistant was a blonde woman wearing a red satin robe. Dee found it interesting that the woman's assistant had long blonde hair like the woman and wondered if her assistant would have red hair.

Dee watched as the assistant kneeled on the floor and put the heels on the petite blonde woman. She than helped the blonde-haired person fasten her bra in place and squirted perfume between the blonde-haired woman's cleavage. Next came the satin red shorts and the assistant helped with those as well.

The screen faded out than came back on with a different scene-taking place and this time it showed a close-up shot of the blonde taking off the red satin robe from her assistant. The camera only showed them from the waist up and although her assistant was pretty, her breasts were only half the size of the blonde woman.

The assistant got on her knees as the camera panned down and kissed the woman's belly and than her pussy mound. The narrator came on and said it was fine to engage in lesbian style love with your assistant as long as your man approves.

Dee noticed the assistant seemed as if she were focusing on giving the blonde woman as much pleasure as possible with her tongue. After twenty minutes, the camera faded out again

When the picture appeared, the assistant was standing at the end of the bed as she watched the blonde-haired woman's black partner make love to her.

The video covered many scenarios that could take place between the woman and her assistant, they showed Dee a different video every single day and would sometimes repeat certain videos when she asked Sam something she had concerns about to refresh her memory.

During the ninth month, the videos consisted of different white women having sex with black men they encouraged Dee to play with her pussy and practice using the black dildo as she watched the training videos.

The tenth month elevated to the next level of their brainwashing techniques as the video is focused on a more critical and sensitive subject. For the first time in ten months, they began to talk about her husband.

They began telling Dee that her husband was still in very good health. They had developed a video technique that made a comparison of her husband and Sam. They had comparison charts, which pointed out positive attributes that Sam had and completely reversed it for her husband and pointed out his negative attributes.

Subject matter covered anything you could imagine but mostly focused on Sam and they stressed this fact repeatedly.

The next tow months focused on a combination of everything she had learned over the past ten months only this time they worked on a new subject that was very sensitive to Dee.

The first night of the eleventh month was the night they began their last phase of brainwashing.

That night the narrator came on the television and began to explain; "A spouse may grow apart from there husband or wife. A wife may not see any recognizable attributes she once saw in her husband. She may feel completely different about her husband after a long separation. This is especially true when she becomes involved with a man she feels is much more compatible and suitable for her needs."

The narrator directed her attention to Dee and said. "This has been especially true in your case Dee, because you have fallen in love with Sam and you care about him a great deal more than you do Tom."

Dee sat up in the bed listening to the narrator speak with tears in her eyes as the narrator continued. "It's not fare to you and Tom to try and continue a relationship that has defiantly changed. You must except your fate and end the pain you have inside you. You must decide and make the right choice for your future. You must make the choice and there is only one choice you can make if you want to end your husband's pain."

Dee was wiping the tears from her eyes as she listened to the narrator. "Tom has agreed to end your marriage as you once knew it. He has agreed and has made a decision that you both should move on with your lives. Tom is aware that a new man has entered your life He feels that you should focus all of your love and devotion to your new found love. He fully understands that your separation has taken its toll on your marriage. Tom knows you no longer seek him for comfort or love and encourages you to move forward and forget about the past."

Dee was crying at this point but remained focused on the screen listening to every word the narrator said. "Tom has another proposal he would like to offer you which involve your marriage vows. Tom would like to remain devoted to you in some way in your life. Tom is fully aware that he will no longer be or act like a normal husband. Tom encourages you on your new relationship."

Dee wiped her eyes again as the narrator began to explain the proposal she mentioned. "Tom would like to join you and your new man in a different relationship which would involve friendship rather than love and intimacy. Tom feels you should share your intimacy with your newfound love. If you choose to accept his offer than you must remember to always, remain faithful to Sam."

Dee was still crying as she listened carefully to the narrator. "Dee, we have printed a divorce contract we would like you to red carefully and Sam will deliver that contract tomorrow morning for you to sign and approve. The contract will state that you no longer recognize Tom as your husband but you are willing to accept him in your new relationship as your friend and assistant. Please read the document over carefully and sign your name if you agree to all of the terms."

The narrator continued only this time she explained a few details. "Dee, we feel this is your best choice because we know that you are eager to move on with your life and at the same time you will be gaining a new friend as well as a new man in your life. You will actually gain two new relationships once you sign that contract."

The television screen went black as Dee fell a***** with tears in her eyes. She was emotionally exhausted after watching several hours of this intense video.

Sam brought the contract with him the next morning like the narrator had promised and she ate breakfast reading over each paragraph. Dee spent a typical day with Sam and even lounged at the pool that afternoon.

That evening when Sam was ready to go, he gave her a hug just as he had every night before he departed and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. Dee picked up the contract from the table and gave it to Sam. Dee had tears in her eyes as she gave it to him and covered her face with the palms of her hands as Sam left the apartment.

Dee had signed the contract and she knew it would end her marriage to Tom. She felt confused as she cried her way into the bedroom and lay on the bed.

The television screen got bright as the woman appeared and softly spoke to Dee and said. "Congratulations on the start of your new life and hope you will be happy with your new relationships. Tom is looking forward to joining you soon as your new assistant and Sam will soon be staying with you in your apartment full time. We know you have been looking forward to sharing your love and intimacy with Sam. It has been a very long wait for you and we think you are ready to be intimate with him. We will arrange for you to start on birth control tomorrow. You will than only be required to wait until the pills take there effect than you can entice your man and get him to consummate your new marriage. Your assistant, Tom will be present to watch and encourage you into your new marriage. Please ***** well tonight; this will be your last night *****ing alone."

He next morning Dee was getting worried because Sam had not arrived at his usual time but finally came after noon that day and brought two suitcases with him as he entered the apartment.
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He spent that afternoon unpacking his belongings into the drawers and bathroom as Dee took a swim in the pool. When she returned inside the apartment, Sam gave her a tiny pill and a glass of water and said. "This is your first birth control pill,"

Dee took the tiny pill in her hand and swallowed it followed by a mouth full of water. She nervously smiled at Sam as she gave him the glass and starred toward the floor trying to remember the last time she had sex. It had been almost a year if she were remembering correctly. It was the night before her and Tom had packed everything in the truck for their move out west.

Dee was lost in a daze as she stood watching Sam return from the sink and walked toward her direction. Sam was smiling as he put his hands on her shoulders and starred into her eyes.

Dee starred back as Sam spoke with his thick Jamaican accent and said. "I'm a lucky man to have such a beautiful white woman standing next to me. You may pull my shorts down and touch my cock with your dainty white hand."

As the training video's had explained over the past year, it was all right to touch her man as long as he gave her his permission and she had to obey his orders.

Dee slid the shorts down his legs until they lay on the floor bunched around his feet. Dee starred at the massive black cock, which was totally erect and pointing straight in front of her. It was huge and she nervously reached for his cock with her right hand and circled her fingers along its thick girth. It felt hot as it throbbed in her tiny fingers.

Dee starred into Sam's eyes as she stroked his cock until Sam said. "It will take you awhile to get accustomed to its size but you will soon stretch to accommodate its large size. Please turn around for me."

Dee was shaking when Sam asked her to turn around because she was not sure what he wanted to do with her. Dee turned around and with her experience with Sam, she completely trusted him and relaxed as she took a deep breath and waited.

Dee felt his fingers on her bra hooks and within seconds, the bra dropped to the floor. Dee than felt Sam tugging on her satin shorts as he slowly pulled them down around her ankles.

Sam spoke and said. "You may turn around and face me now."

Dee turned completely around until she faced Sam and waited for him to speak as he said. "You may walk around in the nude except for the highs in my presence."

Dee stood facing Sam as he leaned forward and kissed one of her nipples than kissed her passionately on the lips sending his tongue into her mouth as she eagerly sucked it inside.

Dee stood starring in his eyes as he slowly moved away as she said. "Why haven't you kissed me like that before this?"

Sam replied. "You were still in training all of those months and still a married woman and I respected that fact and couldn't touch you until now."

Sam took his large arm, placed it around her shoulder, pulled Dee toward his body, and gave her another passionate kiss as he reached down with his free hand and rubbed her pussy mound with his hand and said. "I would like you to have your pussy shaved bald for me but we will wait until you meet your new assistant and let her do it for you. She will be completely at your deposal and you may order her to do anything you desire."

Dee put her hands on Sam chest and looked up into his eyes as Sam placed his hand on Dee's ass. Dee than leaned her head against Sam's chest because she was so happy that Sam was finally showing her affection.

They had ordered Sam not to show his emotions for Dee until today and she was taking it all in minute by minute, as Sam touched her in places he never had. Sam leaned over again, took a breast into his mouth, and sucked it as if he was nursing. His large lips encircled the entire nipple as Dee placed her hand on the back of his head and held him tight.

Sam than raised his head and gave Dee another passionate kiss as their tongues mingled and their saliva was mixing. Dee eagerly sucked on his tongue as Sam gently picked her up in his arms and carried her into the bedroom.

As they entered the room, the first thing Dee noticed was the curtain pulled open for the first time in eleven months and a light on in the other bedroom where her husband had been staying.

Sam held her in his arms as he kissed her again. Dee was trying to sneak a peek into the bedroom as they kissed looking for Tom but the room was empty.

Sam placed Dee on the floor and he stood next to her holding his arm around her tiny waist as tight as he could. Dee wrapped her arm around Sam holding him tight as she glazed into the other bedroom hoping Tom would appear.

They watched as someone walked into the room next door and it appeared to be a woman with long red hair. Dee and Sam stood watching as the woman placed something down on Tom's bed than came toward the window and smiled and Dee.

Dee smiled back at the woman as they starred at each other and the other woman placed her hand on the glass waiting for Dee to respond. Dee's body got weak as she finally recognized that it was Tom standing in front of her with his hand on the window.

Dee leaned forward enough to rest her hand on the glass in line with Tom's as Sam held her waist tight and kept her from moving any closer to the window.

Sam glanced down at Dee's face and said. "Yes, that's your ex-husband Tom standing in that room and she will soon join us as your personal assistant."

Dee was speechless as she looked up at Sam and tried to speak as she slowly said. "What's happen to Tom? Why does he have long hair and wearing lipstick and makeup on his face? His skin looks so different now."

Sam starred at Dee intently as he responded to Dee's question and replied. "Your ex-husband has gone through some personal changes in his life. Many men have a secret desire to cross over and dress themselves like woman without their wives even knowing about it. Tom had expressed his desire to do so himself and over the past year he has been helped in his transformation to how you see him today."

Dee looked at Sam looking for more answers from him as she asked. "What about the rest of his body? He looks so much taller than he did when we were married."

Sam replied. "Tom is wearing heels like the pair you are wearing which makes him look taller. The answers to all your questions will be answered soon as she joins us here in our bedroom."

Sam waited until Dee relaxed as he held her tight with his arm around her waist and gently kissed the top of her head as he glanced at Tom. Dee tightened her grip on Sam around his waist and turned to look up into his eyes for comfort.

Sam spoke in a gently voice with his thick Jamaican accent and said. "Tom is happy now and although he no longer has any desire to be your husband nor to engage in sexual activities as you once did, Tom would like to see you happy and fulfilled as a woman and will help you enhance your experience when we are together."

Dee remained starring up at Sam as he leaned down and kissed her passionately on her lips and reached over with his free hand and fondled her large tits as they remained locked in the kiss.

At this point, Sam was allowing Tom to witness his affection for Dee and allow Tom a few moments to practice what they had so meticulously trained him to do. Tom was standing in the window as he watched the large black man kiss and fondles Dee without much emotion other than a slight smile on his face.

Sam was using a procedure that would carefully allow both Tom and Dee to accept their new fate as he continued to kiss her knowing that Tom was watching in the next room.

Dee was responding as she turned and faced Sam, put her arms up on his large shoulders, and tilted her head so Sam could continue to kiss her as he placed his arms around her. Sam's cock was pointing straight into Dee's belly as wet pre-cum leaked from its head and smeared on her belly.

Dee began to reach for Sam's cock but remembered she had to wait until he gave his permission and stopped and rested her hand on his hip as they continued to kiss.

Sam noticed what Dee had planned to do and said. "Go right ahead and play with my cock."

Dee reached down and circled her fingers around the large shaft while she remained in her position starring into his eyes. Sam continued to speak and said. "I have waited so long to hold you in my arms and to have you return the love I have for you."

Sam continued to speak softly and said. "Keep stroking my cock and feel how it's swelled to your touch. Move your fingers around, feel the veins, and close your eyes as you imagine I am inside you. Now touch the large head and imagine it deep inside your pussy. Feel the hole on the end and imagine my seed entering your womb for the first time. Imagine feeling it is warmth as you milk it with your muscles, as life enters your body and is absorbed into your womb."

Dee was breathing hard as she stroked Sam's large cock and forgot Tom was watching her through the window as Sam continued to speak. "Lean down and kiss the head of my cock than kiss it along its length and worship it by cupping the palm of your hand under by testicles."

Dee leaned down and kissed the head of the cock than planted little kisses along the way until her nose brushed against his pubic hair and reached down and cupped his large balls in her hands and remained in that position until Sam began to speak again.
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Sam continued speaking and said. "Squeeze my testicles and feel the seed of life in them. Extend your tongue and slowly lick my cock and taste me and tell me what you taste."

Dee licked Sam's cock, tasted, and replied. "You taste like you smell, it smells like the man who has devoted all of his time with me and who loves me. The man I would someday want to bear his ******** for him. The man I honor and obey and will someday take as my new husband."

Dee said everything Sam wanted to hear her say as she straightened herself up and he kissed her passionate again only, this time he suddenly broke the kiss, walked over to the dresser, and picked up a small box.

Sam retrieved the box, opened it, than took out a diamond ring. Sam than stood next to Dee and took her hands in his, than got down on one knee and looked into her eyes and said. "We've had a long journey together and it's time for me to ask you a question. Dee. I have fallen in love with you over these past few months we shared together and I want to ask you this one question. Will you be my wife?"

Dee smiled nervously as she looked in Sam's eyes. She was about to answer his question when she thought about Tom watching her but was afraid to look his way. She had to believe in her own mind that Tom wanted her to do this. She wanted to believe Tom had no interest in her as his wife. Her thoughts were thinking back at the things she had been told. In addition, she wanted to make it as painless for him as well as her, as she replied to Sam, and said. "Yes."

She watched as Sam slowly placed the engagement ring on her finger and kept watching as it slid snuggly in place. Dee kept her attention focused on Sam as he stood up and they embraced in a long passionate kiss.

When they finally ended their kiss, Sam held his arm around her waist and slowly turned her around to face the window. Dee was starring toward the floor until she gained enough courage to look in Tom's direction.

Dee finally met his eyes and saw that he was smiling as Sam held her tight. Other than his smile, Dee noticed Tom was expressionless as she starred into his eyes.

Sam interrupted their glance and said. "Let me fix us a breakfast, it's been a long morning and it's getting late. We have many things to do today."

Dee waived at Tom as she turned and walked away from the window following Sam into the kitchen. Even with any doubts she may have, because of the mind-altering training she had endured she was unable to think rationally as she may have had in the past as she moved away from the window as if they had been starring at a puppy.

Tom had gone through extensive training of his own over the past year, which worked in reverse to the techniques they had done to Dee. It had started with torturing his mind into thinking he was not capable of being a good husband to Dee.

They had slowly convinced him she was no longer in love with him and that she had found another man she fell in love with.

They gave him ***** that would alter his way of thinking and would help plant the seeds to turn him into a complete docile human. Although he felt somewhat sad, watching Dee with the black man he did not know yet, he also felt joy.

Tom's mind had been extensively brainwashed into feeling happy as he watched Dee kissing that man and accepting the marriage proposal. Tom had trained to become Dee's assistant, which somehow gave him joy that he would remain in her life.

The only thing they trained Tom to do was to focus his entire life being a docile assistant to Dee. He no longer felt any sexual needs to want to engage in sex with her. They had reprogrammed him to encourage her new lover to satisfy Dee and trained him in the techniques and knowledge to enhance their own lovemaking.

Dee was sitting at the table watching Sam prepare their breakfast as he placed three plates on the table along with three sets of silverware and glasses.

Dee looked at Sam confused and said. "Why do you have three tables setting out for the two of us?"

Sam replied. "Your new assistant will be joining us for breakfast this morning."

Dee's heart almost dropped as she listened to Sam telling her that Tom would be joining them...

Sam brought the food out to the table as someone knocked on the door. Dee's heart was racing as she stood up and Sam took her hand and said. "Let's go and meet your new assistant together."

When Sam opened the door, Dee saw Tom standing in the doorway wearing the satin robe and red heels like her own. She mainly focused on his face, which looked much smoother and did not see any trace of hair at all.

The Spanish woman was standing next to him; she was the narrator from the videos and introduced Tom as her new assistant.

Dee's body was shaking because she had not been next to Tom in a year and although his appearance had changed, she still felt emotional as he stood only a few feet in front of her.

The Spanish woman said. "I'll leave you to get acquainted and have Tom's things brought to the apartment."

Sam extended his had out to shake Tom's hand and said. "Hello, my name is Sam and this is my fiancée Dee."

Dee stood nervously next to Sam as she slowly moved her hand out and shook Tom's hand.

Dee noticed that Tom's fingernails were long and painted red like her own and his skin felt so soft when she touched him.

Dam spoke again and said. "Please come inside and make yourself home, I made breakfast for the three of us."

Sam motioned toward the dinning room table as Tom walked past them. Dee watched as Tom walked in the red heels as if he had been borne a woman. He had a feminine walk and she noticed his legs were shaven smooth.

Tom waited for Sam to show him where to sit than looked back at Dee and he smiled at her as Sam held out a seat for Tom. Sam than held the chair for Dee and kissed her on the lips as she sat down.

Sam brought their plates back with food as he himself sat down next to Dee and they began to eat.

Dee kept watching Tom as he ate his food noticing his mannerism. Dee felt she was eating next to another woman as she watched Tom eat his food.

Tom daintily wiped his mouth and checked his lipstick in a small compact he was carrying and turned toward Dee and said. "You look as beautiful as I remember you. Your body is so lean and tight."

Sam decided to respond and said. "Dee's had a good trainer working with her in the gym..."

Sam leaned across the table and kissed Dee again only this time holding the kiss a few seconds as their tongues mingled together.

They finished breakfast and Dee and Tom stood at the sink together washing the dishes like sisters.

They finished and shared the same bottle of moisturizer on their hands as Sam made a suggestion and said. "Let's go into the bedroom and get acquainted and show Tom our bed.

Tom followed Sam and Dee into the bedroom and stopped as Sam turned holding Dee's hand and said. "Tom, why don't you take your robe off now and join us. Dee and I feel completely comfortable walking around the apartment in the nude."

Tom was embarrassed and Dee could see his expression on his face as she said. "You don't have to feel shy, let me help you."

Dee stepped closer, took the Robes belt in her hands, loosened it, pulled the robe open, and was stunned to see Tom had breasts of his own. Dee tried to act as if she did not notice but Tom made a comment and said. "My breasts are not as nice as yours."

Dee smiled as she replied. "When did you get them?"

Tom replied. "I've been taking hormones for the past year and got the implants three months ago."

Dee finished sliding the robe off Tom's shoulders and laid it on a chair as she glanced at Sam who was coming to put his arm around her again for comfort. Dee hesitantly glanced down toward Tom's penis to see if it where still there.

He still maintained that portion of his male anatomy and although it was still their, it looked smaller than she had remembered and was completely limp.

Tom swung around in a circle and said. "What do you think?

Dee hesitantly answered Tom as Sam held her and said. `You look fine. Very different from how I remembered you. You're very pretty."

Tom smiled as he looked at Sam than back at Dee and said, "He's a very big man, I can see why you feel in love with him."

Sam suggested they should work out in the gym and Tom joined them for the very first time. Sam lifted weights as Dee and Tom rode bikes and practiced some yoga.

Dee was more relaxed and felt more comfortable with Tom as the day progressed. They were beginning to bond again only Dee felt she had a new sister as they chatted and interacted that day.

There were several moments that Sam took Dee into his arms, kissed, and fondled her in front of Tom. Dee only noticed that Tom's only response was to act somewhat shy. Dee had especially watched to see if Tom would get an erection but his little cock remained in its limp state no matter what during the day.

Later that evening, Tom prepared the heart shaped tub for Dee for her bath and when Sam entered the bathroom, he hugged and kissed Dee and said. "Why don't you have your assistant help you shave your pussy while I take a shower?"

Dee smiled as Sam stepped into the shower and turned to Tom and said. "I want you to join me in the bath."

Sam finished his shower rather quickly and let Dee and Tom alone taking their bath together. When Sam glanced in the tub, he saw Dee seated on the edge with her legs spread apart as Tom carefully shaved the hairs from her pussy.

Tom had been very meticulous and when he had finished, Dee was as smooth as a baby's skin and said. "Sam is going to love it when he feels how soft you are between your legs."

Dee had an idea of her own and maybe it was just an idea to see if she could get Tom hard and said. "Why don't you set up here and I'll shave you so we'll look the same?"

Tom sat on the edge of the tub looking embarrassed as Dee began shaving the hairs off Tom. Dee worked around his lower belly and around his limp cock and once she had finished she began with his testicles.

Dee worked the shaver around his ball sack as carefully as possible until she noticed a small incision straight through the center of the sack.

Dee pushed her fingers around, could not feel Tom's testicles, and gasped when she realized that they had surgically removed them. Dee began to shack but tried to hold back her emissions as she finished shaving Tom.

When Dee finished, she asked Tom to come sit in the water with her. When he sat next to her, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Tom responded, put his hand on her breasts, massaged it, and said. "You feel much more natural than mine."

Dee took her hand and fondled Tom's breasts, holding them up, one at a time making his nipples get hard. Dee glanced in the water, noticed his cock was still limp, reached for him in the water, and began to stroke it with her fingers.

Tom kept rubbing Dee's tits as she tried to get him hard but there was no response as the tiny cock remained as limp as before.

Once Dee decided it would not do any good, she worked the palm of her hand on Tom's inner thighs feeling how soft his legs had become. Tom leaned over and gently kissed her lips, Dee responded, and they locked in a passionate kiss together.

Dee hugged Tom one more time before getting out of the water and dried herself and than helped Tom dry off.

When they returned to the front room, they had found Sam had made them dinner than spent the evening watching a video on the television. It was another training video directed toward both Dee and Tom concerning living together as a threesome.

The video also reminded them both of their responsibilities to their partners and mentioned to Dee that she should plan her wedding date to take place in three days and no longer should it be over seven.

The woman explained her reason for this short time frame and contributed it to the period in which the birth control pills would be effective and the fact that Sam would not have to wait anymore than seven days to be intimate with his new bride.

Shortly after the video was finished, they sat in the bed arranging for Tom to ***** in the bed. Since it was a king size bed, Dee suggested that Tom ***** next to her and she would ***** in the middle between them.
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Sam turned out the light, which made the room, completely dark as he felt his way around finding Dee than gave her a kiss as she hugged him for the night. Dee reached over, took Tom's hand, and held it tight as they fell asleep together for the first time in a year.

They spent the next two days preparing themselves for the wedding, as Tom would act as a witness and ring bearer. Dee decided to have the ceremony next to the pool and the only people that were present were Dee, Sam, and Tom. The person that would marry them would be the Spanish woman who narrated the videos.

The ceremony took place on the third day, Sam was anxious so they planned to wedding on the third day rather than waiting any longer.

Tom was the ring bearer and the woman brought many flowers and put them around the pool trying to make it as joyful as a normal wedding.

Tom stood smiling during much of the ceremony and did not show any other emotion when it was over and Dee and Sam were pronounced man and wife.

Dee was nervous that evening because it would be the beginning of their honeymoon and Tom would be present to see them screw for the very first time.

That evening, Dee and Tom took a hot bath together as he helped prepare Dee for her first night of sex with her new husband.

Dee finished drying her hair as Tom began to comb her beautiful red hair. Tom than took a perfume bottle and sprayed it at Dee's cleavage and said. "This is Sam's favorite perfume; he's going to eat you up tonight."

Dee turned and starred into Tom's eyes looking for some glimmer of jealousy but Tom's face only showed joy for her on her wedding night. They had brainwashed him so bad that he was not even concerned that this beautiful woman which was once his wife was about to spend the night getting herself screwed by her new black husband.

Tom leaned over and took a tub of red jell from the counter and said. "I think he's going to love the taste of this lubricant since strawberry is his favorite."

Tom placed his arm around Dee and leaned forward and said." I will rub some of this on your pussy when he is not looking. It will also help you to accommodate him more easily. He's really huge!"

Dee into the bedroom with Tom following close behind, after all that is what he had been to do over the past year.

Sam was all ready waiting in the center of the bed as Dee climbed into the bed next to him. Dee laid her head on the pillow right next to Sam and waited to see if he would respond to her as she looked over toward Tom.

Tom was standing at the end of the bed starring at the couple, saw Sam take his hand, and moved it on top of Dee's belly. Dee looked toward Sam as he moved in to kiss her passionately on the lips.

Sam was moving his hand down to part Dee's thigh open until he moved his finger into her pussy slit and tasted her wetness. Sam than leaned over and began to kiss and lick her tits

Tom had moved down on the end of the bed and began to squirt a small stream of the jell into Dee's slit as Sam took his finger and wiped up enough just to taste before he got up on his knee's and positioned himself into position to fuck Dee.

Sam than scooted back on the bed and leaned down to so he suck on Dee's pussy and began gently kissing her inner thighs and pussy mound giving her goose bumps.

He than licked Dee's pussy lips tasting the strawberry jell that Tom had applied to the area, began to dip his tongue between the slit, and started to lick around Dee's clitoris.

Sam licked Dee's pussy for several minutes until Dee was almost ready to orgasm than quit. He did not want Dee to cum just yet as he climbed back into position and moved his huge cock until the head laid on her mound.

Dee was quivering as Sam began to move his cock near her pussy slit. Sam turned toward Tom and said. "Help me put my cock inside her pussy, it's going to be real tight and I don't want her to be in pain."

Tom got down behind Sam's ass, reached down between his legs, began to part Dee's pussy lips apart, and squirted some of the lubricant. Sam's cock rested inside the opening now as he took a moment before he pushed himself forward and inside her.

Sam moved a few fractions alone her pussy slit until he aimed the giant cock head toward the opening and pushed forward as Dee screamed aloud.

Dee screamed. "Oh God, it's so big. Sam, please be gently."

Dee could barely hear a voice. She recognized the voice as the Spanish woman. Dee was turning her head from side to side and began kicking her legs out as she screamed. "Please Sam, be gentle, please."

Dee heard the woman's voice this time more clearly as she said. "It's all right now. You are all right. You're here with everyone that loves you."

Dee was confused as she opened her eyes and saw the Spanish woman from the video. She was wearing a pick uniform and stroking Dee's head. Dee was confused and dazed as she tried to look at the woman and said. "Where are Tom and Sam?"

The woman stroked Dee's forehead and replied. "Your husband has been notified and is rushing to get here."

Dee looked even more confused as she said. "Tom, where's Tom, is he hurt? Did you hurt Tom? I did everything you told me to do."

The Spanish woman replied. "Your husband is fine and he is on his way here right now to see you and so is your ****** and ******."

Dee replied. "My ****** and ****** know where you took me? Did you ****** them too?"

The woman began to reply as someone came running into the room wearing a white jacket and said. "When did she wake up? Does she know where she is?"

The woman looked at Dee and said. "The doctor is here now so please relax, you've been out for a long time."

Dee saw the person walk on the other side of the bed and as her eyes focused, she saw that it was Sam. Dee yelled out. "Sam. What are you wearing and why aren't you making love to me?"

The man looked embarrassed as he glanced at the Spanish woman and back at Dee and replied in a heavy Jamaican accent and said. "Relax Dee, your all right now. I am Dr. Samuel and you're going to be all right now."

Dee starred at Sam and said. "I don't understand, this is our honeymoon, and you were beginning to make love to me a few minutes ago. Why did you get dressed?"

The doctor smiled as he looked at Dee and the nurse and replied. "It's ok now; you must have had a bad dream. Your husband and parents are on there way here to the hospital."

Dee looked at the doctor a few moments than asked. "You mean we didn't get married? Where is Tom, and are we still married?"

Just than, Tom ran through the door with Dee's parents behind him as they rushed toward the hospital bed and each one taking their turn kissing her repeatedly as Dee starred at Tom and said. "Where are your long red hair and your nails?"

The doctor looked at them and said. "Dee must have had a bad dream because she thinks we got married."

The doctor looked at Dee again and said. "Your family is going to visit you for a few minutes than we want to do a few tests on you. You're going to be fine now."

Dee starred at her family and especially her husband Tom, felt around for her wedding rings with her right hand than looked shocked, and said. "They took my rings from me when I got here."

Tom pulled something out of his pocket and said. "Honey, I've been holding on to these for three months, every since the truck accident."

Dee looked puzzled and replied. "We had an accident? Are you all right? What's wrong with me, did I get hurt bad?"

Dee's ****** spoke and said. "Darling, you were in a bad truck accident but your fine now. You were in a coma for almost three months but you're going to be fine now and everyone is fine."
Dee spent the next four weeks in therapy and the day she was leaving, Dr. Samuel paid her a visit. Dee smiled when she saw him and gave him a hug as she was leaving with Tom and said. "I'm really going to miss you very much and want to thank you for all you did. When I go home, I am going to start eating healthier and exercise and I have you to thank for it."

Dee was sitting in a wheel chair as Tom pushed her down the hall until Dee suddenly yelled to Tom. "Please stop for a moment."

Dee looked back at the doctor and said. "Could you come here for a moment?"

The doctor looked confused for a moment but walked over to Dee as she stood up and gave him a kiss on the lips and said. "Thank you."

She sat back in the wheel chair as Tom wheeled her to the door. She had three months to catch up with everything that was going on in the world. She loved her husband Tom and was glad he was all right.

Dee could remember everything about her dream and decided she would not tell anyone because everyone would think she was crazy. She was going home, to a new home and to a new start.
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Pimped Housewife

Kelly sat on the bed checking for stubbles as she lifted each leg up and bent it back running her hand along the bottom of each thigh. They felt as smooth as silk. Kelly remained sitting on the edge of the bed while gazing down at her bald pussy.

She looked over at the dress she had carefully laid out on the bed remembering the explicit instructions that she was given on how she should dress and things she shouldn't bother wearing.

Kelly stood up brushing her long auburn hair back over her shoulders as she picked up the dress and carefully squeezed it over her head and down past her shoulders.

She stepped closer to the mirror and tried to tug the thin red fishnet material so it would cover her ass. She twisted her body looking at her profile as she stood on her toes.

Kelly leaned closer into the mirror adjusting the material to cover and form around her breasts. The material pushed her breasts together forming a superb cleavage. She poked a finger at her heart shaped pendent that hung down between her breasts.

Her hard nipples were pointing through the fishnet material and she could see that her belly button was clearly visible through the almost transparent dress as well. She took a step backward and saw that her pussy mound was visible as well.

A loud band of a door could be heard throughout the suite causing Heather to gasp then held her hand to her heart. Someone in the next room had slammed the door shut and she felt relieved for the moment.

She still had twenty minutes as she rushed over and sat on the edge of the bed putting on the plate formed heeled pumps. She quickly fastened the straps then went into the bathroom to apply her makeup.

Kelly worked quickly as she padded her cheeks then topped it off by applying red lipstick. She squirted the perfume in several short spurts near her breasts, thighs and belly.

She shook her head making her hair cascade naturally down her shoulders. She took one last look into the mirror then switched off the light and nervously sat down on the sofa and waited.

She crossed her legs as she pulled on the material then glanced at the bed. She saw wrinkles in the bed spread. It bothered her but she wasn't home and it didn't matter at the moment. She looked at the clock. She had five minutes yet.

Kelly starred down at her thighs as she shifted her legs across her knee. She had a wonderful figure with full figured hips and large natural breasts. She exercised regularly keeping her ass and thighs toned.

She could feel her heard pounding as she stretched out her fingers admiring her nails. She'd just had them done. They were red to match her lipstick. She starred at her wedding ring for a moment remembering that she was told to keep it on,

Kelly's heart skipped a beat as someone knocked on the hotel room door. She quickly stood up adjusting the material again then slowly walked toward the door and peeked through the tiny hole.

She peeped through the tiny opening and saw a dark figure standing and waiting. Was it too late to change her mind? She unlocked the deadbolt and took off the chain and slowly opened the door.

She poked her head around the corner. He was black! She nervously gulped as she pulled the door open a little further.

"I'm Mark. I had an appointment for eight."

Kelly nervously smiled as she held the door wide open and watched him enter the room. She quickly shut the door and locked the deadbolt then stepped far enough away from the man so he couldn't touch her.

He stood for a moment just eyeing her up and down from her platform heels to her face. Kelly saw his eyes focused on her nipples then shifted down to her pussy mound then back to her breasts.

She nervously spoke as he started to take off his suit coat. "Can I get you anything?"

Mark just stood starring at her as he slipped off the suit jacket. She instinctively took it out of his hand as if she were greeting a guest in her house. She smiled as she turned to hang it on the rack for him.

Kelly turned around and Mark was already taking off his shirt. He wasn't much taller then her, but she had to remember that she was wearing extremely high heels at the moment.

She moved closer and took the shirt from him and hung it on the rack hearing his belt buckle clanging and saw his pants drop to the floor. Mark kicked off his shoes and picked up his pants. Kelly was so nervous she didn't know what else to do other then take his pants and folded them on the chair.

Mark stepped forward and reached out and held her arms near her shoulders making her feel very uneasy. He was still wearing white boxers and Kelly starred down for a moment to see his stiff cock poking straight out under the thin material.

Mark began moving his hands along her smooth skin feeling her arms then slowly brought his hands down along her skin until he was holding her hands. He kept starring at her as if he were waiting for her reaction.

He held her hands moving her arms forward until they were near his cock. He was waiting for her to take hold of it. She starred down for a moment then decided to pull her hands away from his while taking hold of the elastic area and gentle tugged the boxers down his legs.

She tugged at the material and bent her legs as she wiggled them down his legs. His shaft sprung free almost hitting her nose as she stood back up looking into his eyes. She was too nervous to look back down at his cock.

She knew it was large and looked fat from what she saw. She just kept looking into his eyes as he moved closer and reached out to hold her arms hear her shoulders again as he tilted his head to kiss her cheek.

Mark kissed her several times with gentle peeks then moved his lips over hers and gently parted her lips with his tongue as he wrapped his arms around her back. She had never kissed another man since she got married and now she was standing in a hotel room letting a strange black man intimately kiss her.

His tongue probed deep inside her mouth as she stood holding her hands on his shoulders while his hands lowered to her ass giving her cheeks a gentle squeeze.

He was kissing her hard probing his tongue into her mouth. Her tongue finally touched his as they shared saliva until he finally withdrew.

He leaned his head back to admire her breasts and lowered his head around her neck and started to lick and nibble his way to her cleavage. Kelly felt his hands lifting the back of her dress up over her ass cheeks while smashing his face into her breasts biting the flesh until it she groaned from the pain.

She finally reached between their bodies and held his cock. She felt it throb as she wrapped her fingers around it and gently started to stroke it. Mark lifted his head and moved his hand to the back of her head and pushed his lips over hers sending his tongue back into her mouth.

Kelly kissed him back until she decided to lower herself to her knees to escape his invading tongue and kneeled down until his thick black shaft was in line with her face.

Kelly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue and touched the head. Mark held his hands on the back of her head waiting for her to take it inside her mouth. She closed her eyes and without thinking any further she took the large head between her lips and started to suck.

She learned a lot over the years with her husband and knew how to bring a guy off in a hurry. She licked his cock running her tongue around the shaft dripping her own saliva along its skin then licking it back up.

Kelly repeated this technique several times then allowed her saliva to drip down on the floor while she peered up into his eyes looking for mercy as she flicked her tongue around his cock head.

She wanted to finish him off with her moth but Mark wanted more. He leaned down and grabbed her under her arm pits and lifted her to her feet as he held his lips on hers and shoved his tongue back into her mouth.

Mark quickly grabbed the material and pulled it swiftly over her head and tossed it onto the floor and backed her up against the bed until her legs gave way and she fell backwards bouncing on the mattress.

Mark jumped onto the bed and quickly moved between her legs and held his cock while guiding it into her pussy slit. Kelly spread her legs and closed her eyes as she felt his cock head pressing against her slit.

She closed her eyes and pulled her legs back holding onto her knees as she felt his cock press a little more then plopped inside making her body stiffen. Mark held himself still for a moment then shoved a little more of his cock inside her until he leaned forward resting his head on the pillow next to her head and started to drive himself inside her until he hit bottom.

She groaned slightly from the pain letting him believe she was excited.

"It feels good and tight doesn't it, baby?"

Kelly didn't reply. She was only interested in getting it over with as soon as she could and started to move her his with his making the bed move with every thrust he made inside her tight pussy.

She never felt so full and it hurt a little. She could feel the cock head every time he bottomed out inside her womb. Mark kept going and soon his body was slapping again her ass making a loud slapping noise until he grunted and groaned and released his seed deep inside her waiting belly.

"Take it, bitch."

Kelly still had her eyes closed as she held onto his back and waited until she felt him throbbing inside her pussy a few more times. He pushed forward one more time then backed out of her pussy making a huge sucking sound as her pussy lips contracted shut again.

Mark was holding himself high above her looking down at his spent cock. Kelly opened her eyes and looked down and saw the remnants of his sperm still clinging to his cock head.

She felt his sperm leaking out of her pussy. He still held her legs back against her chest as he caught his breath then slowly let go of them and climbed up onto her chest.

Mark held his cock in his hand wanting her to suck him clean. It smelled strong and salty but she opened her mouth allowing him to push it inside and began licking the salty sperm off his cock until it was clean.

Mark turned over and dropped down onto the mattress making her body bounce. He held his arms over his head as he tried to relax for a moment.

Kelly remembered what she was told. They were only allowed to cum once. If a client wanted to cum again then they would have to pay for it. With that in mind she quickly rolled off the bed almost losing her balance in the heels and walked into the bathroom and shut the door.

Kelly sat on the toilet wiping as much of his sperm from her pussy as she could. She quickly went pee and got up and walked back into the bedroom where she found Mark getting dressed.

She walked over and picked up her dress as he was walking out the door. Kelly quickly locked the deadbolt and applied the chain and lifted each leg as she took off the heels.

She stood in the hot shower letting the water hit her breasts. She looked down and saw the tiny red marks that he had left on her breasts. What was she going to tell her husband when he saw them?

Kelly quickly pushed the tiny dress and heels into a bag and zipped it shut. She leaned over the counter one last time checking her lipstick before leaving the room. The man at the desk smiled as she walked by leaving the key card on the desk.

She walked swiftly to her car looking around to make sure that Mark wasn't waiting around to follow her home.

Kelly stopped at a red light and quickly dialed the number. Jack answered the phone.

"It's me, Kelly. I just got through with Mark and I'm on my way home."

"Did everything go alright? Did he give you any trouble?"

"Everything went fine."

"I'm glad to hear it. I'll have another client for you to meet the same time at the same hotel. Just go to the desk and tell them your name and they'll have your room key waiting."

Kelly hung up the phone. She pulled away from the red light and headed home. Her husband would be home soon. She looked at the time and stepped on the gas passing a car.

Things would be different from now on. She was a whore, an adulteress. She just hoped her husband wouldn't see the bit marks on her breasts and start asking questions.

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The Mechanic's Wife


Billy finished tightening the last bolt along the exhaust system of the freightliner. He was the best truck mechanic they had. Billy came up the hard way without having a formal education. He wasn't dumb by any means but he just wasn't good with books.

"Billy . . .! Are you just about done working under that thing? I need you to bring that red truck inside before you go home tonight. I want to get a fresh start on it in the morning. I told Frank he'd have his rig tomorrow . . ."

"OK Mr. Jones . . . I'll be done here in a minute and bring it inside the building before I leave."

Billy wiped his hands thinking about Mr. Jones, his new boss. He was the first black man Billy ever worked for in his whole life. Mr. Jones could be a little pushy and demanding at times. Mr. Jones seemed to be pushing Billy at times, testing him.

Billy was good working on the trucks. He just had trouble reading books. He'd got his job five years ago when a good friend of his family hired him on to work for the company. Billy knew he wouldn't be able to pass any book tests, but they gave him a break and now he was their best truck mechanic.

Billy didn't hear anything and assumed Mr. Jones walked back to his office and slowly rolled the creeper out from under the truck.

Mr. Jones was standing next to Billy's tool box starring at pictures that Billy had posted of his wife, Daisy.

Billy got up from the creeper and finished wiping his hands as he watched Mr. Jones examining the two pictures of Daisy hanging from the tool box.

"My Lord Billy . . .! Tell me whom this pretty blonde in these pictures you have posted here? Is she your sister or something?"

"That's my wife, Daisy . . . Sir. We've been married for five years now!"

Mr. Jones pealed the picture off the tool box and took a closer look at the blonde woman in the picture. The picture showed Daisy wearing a black bikini when they visited the beach last summer.

"You have any kids?"

"Uh . . . Mr. Jones . . . We don't have any kids yet. We're going to start trying really soon. We were hoping after my next raise."

Mr. Jones kept holding the picture of Daisy, taking note of her large breasts and long slim legs and the tiny waist she had. Daisy's long blonde hair which was enhanced by her black bikini.

"Billy . . . Would you mind if I take this picture back to my office? I'll put it back in your tool box before I leave tonight."

Billy was surprised as he wondered why Mr. Jones wanted Daisy's picture. He wanted to tell the man to put it back but he was afraid of losing his job and hesitantly replied.

"Yeah. That would be fine, Mr. Jones."

Billy watched the tall black man walk back to his office with his wife's picture in his hand. He figured the man never been with a white woman before and was going to fantasize a little before going home tonight.

Billy felt uncomfortable about letting him have the picture but figured it wouldn't do any harm letting the man get a few thrills.

The very next morning, Billy checked to make sure Mr. Jones had brought back the picture of his wife and sure enough, it was hanging in the same spot again.

Later that morning, Mr. Jones called Billy over the intercom system to report to his office. Billy was smeared with oil from a bad leak he was fixing but crawled out from under the huge semi truck and wiped his hands off the best he could before entering Mr. Jones office.

"You called me? Mr. Jones?"

"Billy. I called your wife and she's on her way here with your lunch. I told her how you forgot it this morning and she was nice enough to bring it here for you."

"Mr. Jones . . . Uh . . . I have my lunch in my tool box out in the shop. I didn't forget it."

Mr. Jones had a surprised expression on his face as he replied, "Billy. I think I got you confused with Ted out there. I'm really sorry about that. Well, your wife is on her way here with a lunch for you so we just won't tell her about the mistake I made and get her mad."

Billy didn't really know what else to say as he wiped the oil off his hands. He happened to glance down at Mr. Jones desk and saw a duplicate picture of Daisy in her black bikini.

Mr. Jones saw him looking at the picture and quickly came to his own defense.

"Oh . . . Uh . . . Billy. I hope you didn't mind that I made a copy of this wonderful photograph of your wife. She is a lovely woman and thought I'd just make a copy for myself."

Billy could feel the anger building in his system but didn't want to piss off Mr. Jones and lose his job.

Mr. Jones could see Billy's displeasure and quickly spoke in his own defense again.

"Billy . . . You know, we'll be talking about that raise you were expecting. I'm very pleased with the good work you have been doing here. We'll get together on that later this week. You can go back and finish what you were doing and I'll give you a call when your wife arrives here."

Billy didn't say anything, but walked out of Mr. Jones office with disapproval written all over his face.

Daisy pulled into the parking lot and combed her long blonde hair in the mirror. Daisy applied a fresh coat of lipstick and smacked her lips before getting out of the car and walking up to the office with the little lunch bag in her hand.

Daisy wore heels most of the time and today wasn't any different. Her hips swayed in her tight jeans and her blonde hair waved in the wind as the two men working on a truck tire smiled at her as she walked past them.

The tight pink sweater she was wearing made her boobs appear extremely large, which they were.

Daisy walked into the reception room where she found Mr. Jones waiting for her. Mr. Jones had a devilish grin on his face as he smiled at the attractive blonde woman.

"You must be Daisy! ....Billy's wife?"

"Yes . . . I'm Daisy! ....You must be Mr. Jones . . . Billy's Bose?"

"Yes . . . I'm Mr. Jones . . . Please: Come in and sit down, . . . "

Mr. Jones had his eyes focused on the beautiful young housewife as she sat in the chair in front of his desk holding the little brown lunch bag in her hand.

Daisy was beautiful. She met Billy while in school back in Alabama, and dropped out in the eleventh grade to marry Billy. Daisy could be any man's dream as a trophy wife as long as she kept her mouth shut.

Daisy was smacking gum in her mouth as she looked and smiled at Mr. Jones. She was naive about most things and in most cases, one would think she had a mind of a thirteen-year-old.

Daisy's body had twenty-two written all over! Mr. Jones sat in his chair and rolled it around the corner of his desk until he was faced directly in front of Daisy.

"Daisy . . . I would like you to call me Frank. I'm very glad I have this chance to meet with you concerning your husband. Don't get me wrong! ....He's a good worker and one of my best."

"Oh . . . What's wrong with Billy? ....Is he in trouble about something?"

"Well . . . It's not exactly his work that has been troubling me here lately. I was looking over your husband's employment records and it seems as though he never finished high school!"

"Oh . . . Frank . . . Billy is a smart man and he knows everything about working on those big trucks you have here. Why, he can figure just about anything out, when it comes to those big engines."

Frank pulled out Billy's employment records from a drawer and scooted his chair in front of the desk to show Daisy.

"You see, Daisy . . . Billy never finished high school and I'm afraid our requirements state that our employee's must have a high school education. If this were to get out to the other employee's here or to people we turned away that didn't meet our requirements, well . . . All sorts of things could happen!"

Frank was starring at Daisy's tight pink sweater and could see she was wearing a black bra underneath it. He gave Daisy the papers to look at and his hand brushed against her soft hand when she reached for the papers.

"Frank, my husband can do his job and he's not afraid to go back to school if he has too."

"Daisy . . . I'm afraid I will have to let your husband go . . . I'm so sorry about this but I can't take a chance having someone find out about this mistake."

"Frank . . . My husband needs his job . . . What would we do for money if he lost this . . . My husband is a very hard working man . . . There must be something you could do to help him . . . Please . . . Frank . . . You can't let this happen!"

Frank knew he had Daisy hooked but wanted her to swallow the bait, sort of speaking.

"Daisy . . . I'm afraid that if this ever got out to someone we turned down for a job because of their schooling than I may face a lawsuit. Surely, you understand my position on this. I'm really sorry about all this."

Daisy began to cry as she leaned forward and put her hands to her face. She looked up at Frank with pity as she pulled a napkin out of her little purse.

"Please . . . Frank . . . There must be something for my husband?"

Frank looked at Daisy with pity in his eye's than got up out of his chair and took the little brown lunch bag she had been carrying for her husband and took it out to his secretary to give to Billy and told his secretary that he would be in a meeting and didn't want to be disturbed. He walked back into his office and locked the door.

"Daisy, will you follow me into my meeting room so we can talk?"
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Daisy stood up and followed Frank back to the other room. It was dark except for a one-way window that faced the garage where the men worked on the trucks.

Frank took Daisy's hand and walked her toward that window where she could see her husband just a few feet away working on a truck engine.

"Billy! ....Frank . . . There is my husband out there working right now!"

"Yes, I see him but he can't see us and neither can Billy hear anything we say in this room. I put this window in last year so I could keep an eye on the garage whenever I please."

"Oh . . . Frank, my husband is full of oil on his hands . . . See . . . He works very hard here on his job!"

Frank made a bold move and put his hand on Daisy's ass and gently rubbed his hand across her cheeks in the tight blue jeans.

"Oh . . . Frank . . . I don't think you should do that, I'm a married woman . . . My husband is right out there!"

"Daisy . . . You do want to help save your husband's job! ...Don't you?"

Frank gently slipped his hand up under the tight pink sweater until he unclasped the hook to her bra. It was tight and pooped free as Daisy gasped in shock at what Frank had just done. She quickly put her hands up to her tits and held the bra in place.

"My God . . . Frank . . . Stop this right now! .....I can't do this, I'm a married woman!"

"Daisy....I thought you wanted to help save your husband's job? Let me help you remove your sweater so we can have a look at your tits."

Daisy was shaking and started to cry again as she looked at Frank with terror in her eyes. Frank saw the little diamond on her engagement ring glistening in the dark room which only turned him on even more knowing she was married to the guy right outside the window.

"Please . . . Stop this right now . . . I'm afraid of getting caught by Billy . . . "

"Don't be afraid . . . I'm not going to hurt you. Billy can't see in here so you don't have to worry about a thing. Cooperate with me and it will be over really fast."

Frank unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the table and unbuckled his pants and stepped out of them along with his shoes. He still had on his socks and red satin boxer shorts. His rock hard cock was sticking straight out from the material and pointed toward Daisy.

Frank stepped closer to Daisy and helped her lift her sweater over her head and she quickly held the black bra in place over her large tits as he tossed the sweater onto the table.

Daisy had never seen a black man naked before today. Frank was tall and slim and had played basketball in college. He was still in great shape for being in his mid forties.

Daisy was holding back from crying as she looked at Frank who was reaching out to her hands at that very moment.

"Daisy, allow me to help you remove this so I can see what you have to offer me for your husband's job?"

Frank reached out and took hold of the material of her bra and felt her hands trembling as he slowly pulled the bra away from her body and saw her nice full tits for the first time. They were large and natural and her nipples were hard as rock.

Frank tossed the bra onto the table along with the other clothes as he reached out and cupped her tits with his hands.

"Oh . . . My . . . These are so nice and soft . . . I love feeling tits on a white woman . . . You have a lovely body and you should be very proud of yourself and the fact that your going to save your husband's job today."

Frank let go of her tits and reached down to unhook the snap on her jeans and waited as Daisy wiggled her hips allowing the tight material too slid down her legs. She stepped out of them and lost her heels at the same time.

Frank was admiring her black thong she was wearing and stepped closer and put his arms around her until he felt her nipples pushing into his chest. Frank's cock was pushed into her navel at the same time as he began kissing around her lips and squeezed her nice round ass cheeks.

Daisy swallowed her gum as Frank kissed her on the lips and felt his tongue parting her mouth open. Frank kissed her on the mouth running his tongue deep inside her mouth mixing his saliva with her own making her swallow his along with her own.

Frank pulled his shorts down exposing his massive black cock for the first time to Daisy who was starring down at its massive size in terror.

"Oh God . . . No . . . Frank . . . It's too big for me . . . I can't take anything that big inside me"

Frank was quickly tugging on her little black thong until it slipped down her thighs and past her knee's and hit the floor below.

Frank gazed down at her pussy mound and saw that it was neatly trimmed into a V shape. Frank picked Daisy up by her hips and placed her on top of the table which sat against the wall in front of the window.

Daisy wasn't putting up any resistance at all. She figured she better get this over as quick as she could and try to forget that it ever happened.

Frank was kissing her tits now than licking his way down her belly and to her thighs. He took his hands and pushed her back down on the table than started to kiss her thighs again.

Daisy had her feet resting on the table with her legs spread wide for him. Her eyes were closed as she tried not to think about the black man that was about to **** her.

Frank leaned down and began sucking her pussy making it all wet with his tongue. Daisy was trying not to cry as she felt him licking her pussy sending chills down her whole body. She felt so afraid knowing that her husband was only a few feet away at that very moment.

Frank worked his tongue on her pussy, rubbing her clitoris with his tongue until she actually began to respond by moving her hips up. Frank smiled to himself as he took another couple minutes to make sure she was nice and wet.

Frank stood up and portioned his thick black cock to the opening of her tight white pussy and moved the head of his cock along the slit a few times until he pushed and made it pop inside causing Daisy to tighten up and scream out at the same time.

Daisy was laying flat on the table with her eyes closed as Frank took her legs and laid them over his shoulders as he pushed his cock further inside her belly.

She was tight and very wet as he stroked his cock back in forth sending it inside her belly a little further each time. He positioned her ass on the table until it hung over the edge a couple inches and drove himself home until his body was touching her upturned ass cheeks.

Daisy started to cry as Frank pushed his cock inside her deeper.

"Please . . . Frank . . . You should be wearing a condom. I don't want to get pregnant with a black baby!"

"Don't worry about a thing . . . I've had a vasectomy."

Daisy stopped crying when she heard Frank say he had a vasectomy. He was still grinning about the lie he had just told her. The truth was, he never had a vasectomy and his seed was still very potent.

Frank started to screw her with Rhythm now and the wet sounds of her pussy filled the room with each stroke of his thick cock. Frank was standing straight up as he sent his huge cock deep inside her belly.

Suddenly, Frank got startled to see Billy standing outside in front of the window looking in. Frank looked right back at him realizing that Billy couldn't see them. Billy was digging something from between his teeth as he looked into the glass using it as a mirror.

Frank chuckled to himself as he kept screwing Daisy with his big black cock and watching her husband making a fool of himself outside the window.

Frank almost died right in that spot as Daisy began to have an orgasm as he felt her legs begin to shake wildly and she let out a loud scream as she lifted her ass up off the table and squeezed Frank's cock.

Frank was watching Billy outside the window and saw the expression on his face. He knew that Billy heard something but couldn't figure out what it was with all the noise in the garage.

Frank couldn't hold back any longer. It had been over a month since he had any pussy and couldn't hold back any longer as he shot his thick load of seed deep inside Daisy's white belly.

"Oh God . . . That's so good . . . Daisy, you have a tight pussy!"

Billy had walked away and gone back to work as Frank finished dumping his huge load of cum deep inside Daisy's pussy.

Frank backed his cock out to the entrance and saw the huge puddle of cum forming inside her pussy and shoved his cock back inside pushing his seed deep into her white belly while he held her legs up lifting her ass off the table and held himself still for several seconds.

Frank repeated this several more times giving his seed a chance to mingle with her eggs in her womb. Frank figured that at least she could do was have a kid with him if he was going to let that dumb husband of hers work at his garage.

Frank used her thong to wipe up his cum that was leaking out onto the table as he helped Daisy to her feet.

Daisy's pussy made a fluttering sound as air and the rest of Frank's seed dripped out of her pussy and onto the floor below.

Daisy quickly put on her bra and slipped into the wet thong and pulled her jeans back on and slipped the pick sweater over her head.

Daisy looked angrily at Frank as she adjusted her sweater and slipped into her heels. Frank was just pulling his pants up as she grabbed her purse off the table.

Frank chuckled as he starred at Daisy. "Daisy . . . It looks' like you saved your husband's job for now. I want to see you here in my office next Thursday around noon. Only this time I want you to wear a short dress for me without anything underneath. Do you understand?"

Daisy was very angry as she walked toward the door without answering his question. She stopped for a second and turned to face Frank.

"I'll be here at noon! ....."

Daisy turned and walked out the door slamming in shut behind her as Frank laughed to himself while putting on his shirt.

Frank hoped that she would use a douche when she got home if it wasn't too late. He laughed at himself again as he thought that he might already be a daddy.
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Daisy had never felt so humiliated in her life. She had been unfaithful to her husband. She finished squirting the last ounce of water from the little nozzle into her sore pussy and placed the douche bag back under the sink.

She didn't care if Frank said that he had a vasectomy, just the thought of having his little black seed floating around in there gave her chills. Daisy loved her husband and would anything for him, even if it meant screwing the boss to keep him working.

She brushed her long hair in the mirror and starred at her naked boobs as she put the comb on the counter. Daisy had a body that most women would die for. Her mind drifted back to her days in high school when her best friend Silvia was dating one of the football players on the high school team.

His name was Jerome and he was a tall husky black guy. Daisy remembered how Silvia would come to school on Monday's and tell her everything that happened that weekend. Silvia would brag about how big a dick Jerome had and she would go on and explain to her exactly how it felt.

Silvia had the hide the fact that she was going out with a black guy to her parents. They would have sent her off to a private school if they had known at the time. What scared Daisy the most is that she allowed her friend to talk her into going on a double date with one of Jerome's friends who happened to be black as well.

Daisy had gotten a new dress for that evening and they were going to go to a dance in another town so they wouldn't get noticed. Daisy remembered how nervous she had been that night as they drove the car over to Jerome's house. Daisy could remember her heart beating so fast as they waited for the guys to come out of the house.

Well, she was stood up! Jerome had said that his buddy's parents got wind that he was going out with a white girl and kept him in the house that night. They ended up driving out into the country that night, down a dark dead end road where they parked.

Silvia acted as if she were in heat that night and maybe showing off with her boyfriend for Daisy. Daisy switched seats with them so they could jump in the back and Daisy saw Silvia's dress being lifted up as she straddled Jerome's legs and mounted his big fat black cock that night.

Silva was moaning and yelling out for Jerome to fuck her harder. Daisy was starring over the back of the seat watching Jerome sucking on Silvia's big white boobs as she rode his cock. The slap of their skin and the sound of their passion made Daisy really horny that night. She was a virgin but she saw pictures of men in books that her Daddy kept hidden in his closet.

Daisy had found her ******* dildo and would sneak it into her room at night and play with it and pretends she had a boyfriend. She learned how to have her first orgasm with that little toy. Thankfully her ****** never found out about it.

Jerome had finished shooting his load of cum into Silvia and they were still going at it as she watched Silvia as she climbed off Jerome and suck on his wet cock. Silvia labored until she was able to bring Jerome off again with her mouth.

"Daisy. Quick! Give me your panty's so I can wipe Jerome's cum off my legs."

"Silvia. Why don't you use your own? I won't have anything to wear?"

"Daisy. Come on. I didn't wear any panty's."

Daisy lifted up off the seat of the car and gave them to Silvia so she could wipe her legs off and saw her dabbing it around Jerome's big cock. Silva put her dress back on and they switched places again. Daisy remembers having to sit in the back seat next to cum stains on the material of the car seat.

That was as close to screwing a guy that Daisy had got while in high school. Her first lover was almost a black guy and maybe it was a good thing for her that she got stood up that night because Silvia ended up getting pregnant with Jerome's baby. Silvia had to drop out of high school and moved to the big city with Jerome.

Daisy ran into Silva a couple years later and Silvia had two little black buys with her and was pregnant with her third *****. The ******** were very dark like their ******. Jerome was doing really well in New York City with a new job so it wasn't that bad for her.

Daisy let the water splash in her face. She wanted to wash off as much of the smell of sex from her body before Billy got home that evening. Daisy took the wash cloth and wiped her pussy with the soap. She leaned over and saw how gaped and puffy her pussy lips appeared. She turned so the water rinsed off the soap sods.

Daisy's mind drifted back to Frank for a minute. Frank was larger than Jerome. Frank was a full-grown man and Jerome was only a teenager at that time but he was much thicker than Daisy could remember seeing. Everything happened so fast this afternoon. Daisy admitted to herself that seeing the contrast of Jerome's skin against Silvia's pale white skin that night got her excited and very curious.

Daisy had been holding those curious thoughts about black men for all those years until this afternoon. She didn't want to admit the fact that she felt fulfilled knowing that she finally sampled a black man herself. What was bothering her now was the fact she wanted to do it again only she couldn't because she was a married woman.

Yes. Frank wanted her to be there on Thursday but she figured she could talk her way out of it before that day arrived. Daisy had just got her thong on when the phone rang and ran out to answer it.

"Daisy. This is your old friend Silvia. How are you doing?"

"Hi. I never would have expected you to call. I was just thinking about you in the shower."

"Oh my God. Girl! I hope you're not going that way!"

Daisy laughed. "Silvia. You still have your good sense of humor. Don't you?"

"Listen. I'm in town for a couple weeks visiting my parents and all. Jerome has the kids in New York so I thought maybe we could get together, just like the old days. What do you say?"

"Don't be silly. When can we get together?"

"I thought I'd come by tomorrow afternoon and maybe go somewhere."

"Honey. That sounds great. I'll see you tomorrow at one."

Daisy was surprised that her old best friend was in town again. It will be nice spending time with her and not having to take care of her three kids. It was nice of Jerome to let her come back for a little vacation.

Silvia and Daisy were spending the next afternoon having lunch together bowsing through Silvia's little picture book looking at her ********. Daisy was amazed because the kids were as black as coal for being mixed with a white ******.

"Honey. I don't want to hurt your feelings but they all like their daddy!"

The women both laughed.

After talking about old times in high school, Daisy starting talking about Billy and his job. It was really hard for Daisy to keep a good secret and with Silvia being her best friend she finally told her what happened with Billy's job.

"Billy's boss called me down to the garage and we had a little discussion about Billy. Mr. Jones pointed out to me that Billy lacked having the right education and was going to fire my husband. Can you imagine firing Billy? Billy is a very good mechanic and maybe the best in the whole dam state"

"What did you do? Were you able to talk him out of firing your husband or what?"

"Well. Silvia. I let that man have his way with me right there in the office yesterday. Billy was right in the garage working on a truck and I could see him through the window the whole time we did it!"

Silvia sat with her hands covering her mouth in disbelief.

"Daisy. Did you say this man's name is Mr. Jones?"

"Yes. That's the guy. Frank Jones."

"Oh my God! You screwed a black man!"

Daisy gasped. "Oh ****. How did you know he was black?"

Silvia ****** up and wiped her mouth with her trembling hand.

"He's Jerome's uncle."

Daisy was in a complete state of shock as she covered her face with her hands.

"Oh my God. Silvia. I don't know what I'm I going to do?"

"Honey. Settle down. We'll think of something."

"Silvia. I only did it to save my husband's job! He wants to see me again this Thursday. I was going to call and tell him something came up."

"Honey. He's not going to let you off the hook that easily. I've met Frank and he's a very sly business man. He can be very nice when he wants to be too."

"Silvia. He wanted to fire Billy! You call that being nice?"

"Honey. Old Frank just wants a little of that white pussy of yours. I bet her never had any intentions of really firing Billy. Billy is to dam well a mechanic down there at the garage."

"Silvia. I don't know how I'm going to get out of meeting him again?"

Silvia sipped her coffee as she thought how to answer Daisy's question.

"Daisy. Listen to me. Do you remember back in high school when we were supposed to go out on that double date with Jerome's buddy? Do you remember what you said to me?"

"Silvia. Yes I remember but I'm a married woman now. I can't be going out and screwing other men behind my husband's back! It just isn't right."

"Honey. You need to use this to your advantage. This is your opportunity to get Billy a big raise and maybe a promotion. There might even be little perks in it for you along the way."

"I think you're crazy. What kind of perk would be in screwing my husband's boss?"

"That's it! You'll have the best of both worlds. You have a wonderful hard-working husband who you have an obligation as a good wife to help him along a little bit. You get a chance to sample a little black dick. Daisy. Didn't you write and tell me that Billy was having problems keeping his dam dick hard when he is screwing you?"

"Honey. Don't talk so loud. The whole restaurant will hear you."

"Daisy. Fuck the whole restaurant. This is your chance to have your cake and eat it too. ***** up. We're going to go shopping for a new dress and a few accessory's that will drive old Frank wild when you see him."

"Silvia. I just don't get your point here. I thought you were going to help me?"

"Honey. Frank is a married man. Do you really think he wants her to know that he's messing around with one of his employee's wives? Oh. Did I mention a wife that is extremely attractive and white?"
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Daisy sat thinking.

"Honey. Your going to turn this around and have old Frank eating out of your hand."

Silvia laughed. "Well. It won't hurt to have him eating a little white pussy too."

Daisy and Silvia shopped that afternoon but it wasn't a new dress they picked out.

"Silvia. I thought we were going to a dress shop. How do you expect me to wear this skimpy little thing?"

She was holding a black garter belt that Silva picked out and a matching black stockings a frilly lace bra.

"Honey. Your going to give old Frank a call and meet him at your house this Thursday. It'll be a whole lot better bringing him into your territory than on his turf."

"Silvia. Your one crazy bitch!"

Daisy had called Frank and made arrangements to meet him Thursday morning. She was slipping the nylons up her smooth legs and clasping the tiny hooks on the garter belt. Daisy than slipped on a new pair of spike black heels.

Silvia picked out bright red lipstick and nail polish and told Daisy that turned most black men on. Earlier. Daisy had shaven her pussy and used a new perfume. She slipped on a transparent black scarf and tied it around her tiny waist.

"Honey. You better keep these handy near the bed. I don't want you to end up a few months from now with a big belly."

Silva was holding several condoms in her hand and tossed them on the night stand.

"Frank told me he had a vasectomy so I won't worry about using those things."

"I hope he was telling you the truth. Jerome told me that a few of his friends would go on dates with white women and tell them that so they wouldn't have to use a rubber. You get yourself knocked-up with a black kid than don't come crying to me later on." It was almost time. Frank would be there any minute.

"I better go hide in the spare bedroom. Remember what we talked about? Honey. Make everything work for you."

The doorbell rang. Daisy looked back to see if the spare bedroom door was shut.

"Wow. I didn't expect this."

Daisy opened the door for Fran as he walked in eyeing her from head to toe. Her long blonde hair flowed down over the black scarf. Her tits were visible and her pussy was exposed leaving nothing for the imagination.

"Frank. Can I get you something, maybe a *****?"

"Turn around and let me see that ass."

Daisy smiled and spun herself around allowing the scarf to fly up. She had the body of Marilyn Monroe. Daisy kept smiling as she put her hands on Frank's shoulders and gave him a kiss.

"You know Frank. We have a lot to talk about before we get started. I have a little favor to ask of you."

Frank's dick was hard as he put his hands on her bare ass. He couldn't believe his good fortune on how Daisy was reacting to him.

"Tell me what you would like."

"Well. It's about my husband."

"Can't it wait until we finish?"

"No. Frank. We need to talk about it now."

Daisy was unzipping Frank's pants and put her fingers through the opening and grabbed his cock. Frank's eyes were closed as he moaned when she gave it a stiff squeeze.

"Frank. I want you to promise me you'll take good care of my husband from now on. Billy has been working hard for you for a long time. Don't you think he deserves a raise and maybe a promotion?"

Frank was in heaven at the moment as she toyed with his cock. She kissed his cheek and than planted a long kiss on his lips and waited for his reply.

"What is it you want. How can I help Billy?"

"Frank. I want you to give my husband a raise as soon as you get back to the garage. Lets go over here and I'll write down what I would like you to do and have you sign it."

Frank was taken by Daisy's beauty and Silvia's plan seemed to be working so far as she started writing out the note she wanted him to sign.

"Frank. Sign this."

Frank read the note as Daisy rubbed his back. He looked a little reluctant when he saw the amount of money she wanted him to agree on.

"I couldn't possibly give Billy this much money. We're going to have to work something else out here. How about half that amount?"

"Um. Frank. We wouldn't want Mrs. Jones to find out about our little meeting the other day. Would we? If she found out we were meeting like this, it might cost you much more than what I'm asking for my husband."

"It says here that you also want me to put him in charge of the garage."

"That's right. I don't think that's too much to ask for considering what your going to get now is it?"

Frank bickered with Daisy but she won the battle and had his signature and put it away for safe keeping.

Daisy took Frank into the bedroom where she started kissing him as he ran his fingers all over her body. He felt like a kid in a candy store. Daisy removed the scarf she was wearing and Frank leaned over to suck on one of her breasts.

"Oh God. Yeah. Frank. Suck my titty's baby."

She helped him remove his pant's and shirt and climbed onto the bed as he moved between her legs. Frank began kissing her bare pussy mound. Daisy lifted her legs back giving him better access to her pussy as he parted her pussy lips with his tongue.

Frank was good with his tongue and Daisy was enjoying the pleasure she was getting but Frank twisted around until his cock dangled in her face and she knew what to do. Her tongue felt like butter as she slurped and sucked on his cock. Frank was working hard to bring her to her first orgasm with his tongue as her hips bucked up to meet his lips on her wet pussy.

Daisy began to yell out. "God. Frank. I'm going to cum. That's it. Use your tongue on me. Eat my pussy."

Daisy was grinding her hips and her body began shaking as she reached her first orgasm and almost bucked Frank off the bed. He turned around and slipped his cock between her wet pussy lips and moved the big head along the slit as she lifted her hips trying to lodge him inside.

Frank was teasing her until he caused her to beg.

"Please. Frank. Give it to me. I need it inside me."

"Tell me what you need inside you?"

"You're cock. Frank. You're big cock. I want it inside me. Now!"

"I think you can do better than that! I want to hear you tell me exactly what you want."

"Oh God. Frank. Please. I want to feel that big black dick of yours inside my pussy. My white pussy. Please put it in me now."

Frank didn't wait any longer. He couldn't otherwise he would have shot his load right than as he plunged forward sending his black shaft into her tight pussy in one long stoke. Daisy stiffened up as Frank pushed inside but she soon put her hands on his ass trying to pull him inside deeper.

Frank remained there for a few seconds until he regained his control so he wouldn't cum prematurely. He started pushing himself into her in long smooth strokes as she wrapped her pretty legs around his ass and held onto his shoulders.

The wet sounds of her pussy filled the room as Frank drove himself into her pussy. She was stretched and her pussy lips clung to his thick cock like a tight rubber band. Daisy's pussy lips contracted inside and out with each stroke of his cock. It was if she was trying to hold him tight with her pussy because he was moaning and telling her how it felt.

Frank kissed her lips as she dug her finger nails into his back. He couldn't hold out any longer as he grunted and shot a huge load of potent seed deep inside her womb. Daisy seemed a little disappointed that Frank had cum so quick but he kept screwing her just as hard after he finished emptying his load into her belly. Frank was sweating like a pig so he grabbed hold of her ass and twisted around until she was now riding his cock. Daisy reached over on the night stand and grabbed a towel to wipe off his face.

Daisy felt that he was just as hard now as he had been when he first started screwing her. Her tits dangled in his face and he started sucking on them and moved his head back and forth until they were covered with bit marks. Daisy was turned on having him bit her tits. She always loved it when Billy payed a lot of attention to them.

Daisy kept riding his cock as she reached her second orgasm. Frank kept her sitting on his legs as she finally relaxed. Frank could feel how wet Daisy's pussy had gotten. She was full of his cum and she had just cum a second time. He kept arching his hips up into Daisy until he shot another load into her pussy.

Frank twisted around again and began screwing her hard until she wrapped her legs around the back of his thighs and locked her feet and pushed her ass up to meet his strokes. Frank pumped a third load of seed into her womb and kept his cock deep inside against her cervix until he caught his breath.

Frank lifted himself enough to let her breath and glanced at the night stand where Silvia had put the condoms.

"Baby. Was I supposed to use those?"

"Frank! You told me you had a vasectomy!"

Frank just looked into her eyes knowing he got caught in a lie.

"Frank. You. Bastard! You lied to me!"

"Baby. Come on now. Don't you feel what I feel? I just promised your husband a nice raise and promotion. It's more than enough to manage a new baby in the house."

Frank was still lodged deep inside her pussy and had her writs pinned to the bed. She was bucking her hips, trying to get up.

"Frank. Please let me get up."

"Hush. I said I would take care of everything. I'll stand by you if anything happens."

Frank tried to kiss Daisy but she was worried too much as she struggled to lift herself off the bed but Frank's weight kept her pinned down. He started grinding his hips again as his cock remained hard.

Frank was screwing Daisy again and she was responding to his cock. He even managed to lift her legs back against her chest as he screwed her in an even rhythm as his balls slapped against her ass. She was panting and got the wind knocked out of her lungs each time he lunged forward. Daisy was holding him tight inside her as he finally shot another load into her well-stretched pussy making it the forth time that he cum inside her womb.
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Frank had been inside her pussy now for almost an hour and finally pulled himself out of her pussy with a plop and letting all that seed escape onto the sheets below. Daisy didn't try to get up. She just laid there with her hands covering her eyes. She was thinking back at the photo album that Silvia showed her of her ********.

Daisy had thought about how dark they were. Jerome had coal black skin and so did Frank. God. What was she going to do if she got pregnant?

Frank's cell phone began to ring. He got off the bed to answer it. It was Billy!

"Yeah. Ok . . . I don't see why not if everything is done. Sure Why not just go home and I'll see you in the morning."

Frank hung up the phone and just realized what he said. There was a power outage and Billy was shutting the garage down. He was on his way home

Daisy stood and Frank grabbed her and kissed her lips.

"Baby. If anything happens, I'll promise to be here for you."

Daisy didn't know what to say to him as she looked around the room at the mess they left. Frank got dressed really fast before Billy arrived. Daisy walked out to the door still dressed in the garter belt and stockings as she said goodbye to Frank.

She agreed to see him over the weekend. He wanted to take her out to a club dancing. She would have to tell Billy she was going out with Silvia. She ran back and yelled out for Silvia as she straightened the bed sheets.

"Silvia. Billy is on his way home and I don't think I have time to take a shower."

"I'll help you but do you know what I found under the spare bed?"

Daisy looked stunned as if it were something bad.

"I found a huge pile of adult books under the bed all dealing with the subject of interracial sex and wife cheating and cuckolding."

Daisy gasped. "What are you saying? My husband is a pervert?"

"Honey. I know we don't have time to discuss this now but you remember telling me that Billy has been having an impotency problem? Well. He might just need that fantasy to get him stimulated enough to stay hard. I've seen this in other men. They can't get hard unless they are living their fantasy!"

"Oh. Silvia. This is a bad time to tell me all of this. Billy is on his way here and I'm full of Frank's seed right now."

"Honey. Go take that shower and we'll talk later. I'll straighten this bed up for you. Now go on!"
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Daisy combed her long blonde hair as she thought about the escapade that had happen two weeks ago with Frank. Bill had almost found out about Frank being at the house that afternoon but Silvia helped her get everything cleaned up before Billy arrived home.

If that wasn't nerve racking enough, getting a phone call from Frank's wife a few days later telling her that she knew she was screwing her husband! It completely ruined Daisy's blackmail attempt!

As a matter of fact, Mrs. Jones encouraged her to meet her husband on a weekly basis and threatened to have Billy fired if she didn't cooperate. Daisy just couldn't figure it out! Why would a wife encourage another woman to ***** with her husband?

Daisy slid the green dress around her hips and pulled it over her shoulders as she adjusted the thin material around her large boobs. Daisy would put her thong inside her purse to have something to wear back home this afternoon. She wanted to get this rendevous at the garage done as quickly as she could.

Frank thought it was so funny to fuck with Billy working right there in the garage! Daisy vowed to pay him back, one day soon!

Daisy parked the pickup near the front office and got out of the car looking for Billy inside the garage but didn't see her husband anywhere. Her little ass was swaying as she walked toward the office door. A few of the men in the parking lot gave her wolf calls all the way up to that office door.

Daisy fluffed her long blonde hair back as she walked up to the secretary. "I have an anointment with Frank this afternoon."

The secretary smirked at Daisy as she got on the phone and told Frank that his anointment was here.

"You can go right in there. Frank is waiting for you."

Daisy gave the secretary a nasty look knowing that she must be aware of why she was there to see her husband's boss. Maybe Frank had done this with other wives in the past.

"Daisy! Don't you look good enough to eat this afternoon!"

"Frank! What is this bullshit about your wife knowing that we been screwing? What kind of game are you playing with me and my husband?"

"Relax! I'll explain everything in a moment. Bring that darling little ass over here next to the window and watch your husband doing his job."

Daisy reluctantly walked next to Frank and starred out into the garage thought the one way glass. Frank began rubbing his hand on her ass while she glanced out in the garage.

"Frank. You're a bastard! Why don't you get something to cover up this window? I'm not going to allow you to fuck me on this table like you did before!"

Frank laughed as he pulled the beautiful housewife next to him and began rubbing her ass and pulling down the strap on her dress. He kissed her bare shoulder as Daisy tried to squirm out of his grip.

"Baby. Relax! . I don't intend to fuck you in here. We did that last time. I like to make things more exciting!"

Daisy pulled away and adjusted the strap on her dress. "Frank. What the fuck is your sick mind thinking about today? You want me to bring my husband in here so he can watch? Is that it Frank?"

Frank tried to grab Daisy but she backed away as he laughed and replied. "Honey. That's not what I have in mind at all today! Just give me a moment and I have a bed all fixed for us to have a little romp in the hay."

Frank dialed ths shop phone and Daisy watched her husband through the one way glass window as he answered it out in the garage.

"Billy. Go out back and help the guys unload that delivery truck for me."

Daisy watched as her husband hung up the phone and walked out back behind the garage as Frank grabbed her by her arm and pushed her out the back door of his office.

"Frank! What the hell are you doing? Where are you taking me?"

"Relax. Baby. Just follow me out here."

Frank walked Daisy out into the garage where the big semi truck Billy was working on sat and reached up and grabbed the door handle and motioned for Daisy to jump up into the cab.

"Frank! What is the matter with you? My husband is going to be back any minute and catch us in here!"

"Quick! Get up in there and crawl back into the *****er."

Frank watched Daisy's little ass climb up onto the seat of the huge truck. He got a quick peek of her bare pussy as she climbed over the seat and crawled into the *****er section of the truck. Frank looked around before climbing up himself and shut the door as he crawled back where Daisy was waiting.

Frank pulled the curtain shut as he began taking off his clothes. Daisy starred in disbelief at Frank as he quickly got naked.

"Frank. This is too crazy! I'm not going to fuck you out here with my husband working underneath this truck!"

Billy was back! They could hear tinkering under the truck.

Frank whispered. "Darling. Don't talk, get that dress over your pretty head for me."

Daisy was angry but pulled the dress up over her hips and wiggled the thin material over her head until her large boobs sprung free and giggled as she pushed the dress down into the mattress and starred angrily at Frank.

Frank reached out and cupped one of her boobs as he leaned forward and gently kissed the nipple. Frank then kissed Daisy on her lips probing his tongue deep inside her mouth. He then scooted back on the bed and laid his head down expecting Daisy to suck him.

She was angry and gave him a nasty look before positioning herself between his legs and rested her arm on his leg as she took his huge black cock in her hand. His cock was already hard as she began to stoke it until she put her mouth down and gave the huge purple head a gentle lick causing him to moan.

Frank put his hand on top of her head wanting her to put it into her mouth. She obliged him by opening her mouth as wide as she could and slowly lowered her head on the large shaft. Daisy was an expert cock sucker and loved to suck her husband's cock.

Daisy took pride in knowing how well she could deep throat a big cock and moved her head up, only to sink back down until the huge head touched the back of her throat. Her mouth was filled with saliva as she continued to suck him.

Daisy would spit her saliva out along the shaft, and then she would lick it back up then slowly lower her face down on the thick black shaft again. Daisy was dropping her face down onto the black cock again when the door of the truck opened.

Daisy froze with Frank's huge shaft stuck in her throat and heard Billy fumbling at the wheel of the truck. She slowly raised her head before she ****** on the huge shaft and kept her lips against the big mushroom head as they listened to Billy in the front seat.

Daisy's heart beat faster as the black curtain began moving. Billy must have bumped it with his elbow or something. If Bill were to open that curtain, he would surely get the shock of his life seeing his wife with a huge back cock stuck to her lips.

Frank was trying to encourage Daisy to keep sucking his cock. He was getting his jollies knowing Billy was behind that curtain. Daisy engulfed the shaft once again as Frank raised his hips off the mattress.

The truck engine started but Daisy kept sucking on Frank until he grabbed her arm and pulled her on top of his legs. Daisy straddled his cock and positioned herself above his shaft and slowly guided him inside her wet pussy and slowly slipped herself down.

The truck was moving now as Billy put it in gear and backed out of the space inside the garage and pulled forward as Daisy held onto the edge of the padded wall. Frank started to fuck Daisy as he held onto her ass and bounced her up and down his thick shaft as Billy drove out of the parking lot.

Daisy's boobs were swinging back and forth as the truck rolled out onto the road. Frank grabbed the opportunity to catch one of her huge tits in his mouth and gently sucked and bit on the nipple as she moved up and down on his cock.

Frank began to *****, Daisy's ass down on his cock with ***** now as he kept pushing his hips up to meet her downward thrusts. The roar of the truck was loud as Billy took it onto the expressway for a test drive as Daisy began to cum.

She opened her mouth as if she were going to scream but Frank held the palm of his hand against her lips keeping any noise from escaping from her mouth. Daisy's body was shaking as she rode Frank's cock and bucked like a wild bronco as she came.

Billy turned on the radio as Frank labored with Daisy in the back as Daisy reached her second orgasm within seconds of the first one. Billy turned the radio off and they quickly stopped cold on the bed. Billy must have thought he heard something and was trying to listen. The radio got turned back on again and they started to fuck where they left off.

Frank was working his face back and forth between the two large tits as Daisy pushed her boobs down so he could have better access to suck on them. He was bitting the nipples as Daisy squeezed her pussy around Frank's big cock.

The truck turned a corner causing Daisy to lose her balance and for a split second, her hand popped through the black curtain. Luckily that Billy was watching the road and didn't see it. Frank began pumping into Daisy much harder causing her to squeal but Billy thought it was coming from the country song he was playing and singing along to.

Daisy was pushing herself down so hard that the noise of their skin slapping together was getting much louder. Daisy's boobs were swaying back and forth as Frank pushed into her a few last times before sending his hot load of seed deep inside her belly.

Daisy cam one last time as Frank began shooting that hot load into her pussy. She lost her balance again and hit the wall between the driver's seat and the *****ing compartment.

Billy pulled the truck back into the parking lot and pulled it around front of the building. Daisy lay on top of Frank trying to catch her breath as Billy turned off the radio and got out of the truck leaving the engine running.

"Baby. I better get dressed and go and see what that silly husband of yours is up too out there!"

Frank pushed Daisy off and she lay next to him on the mattress as he pulled his pants on. Daisy laid there with her hands covering her eyes thinking about how they almost got caught.

"Frank. You can't go out there now! What if Billy catches you leaving the truck?"

"I have to go see what he's doing out there."
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Frank slipped on his shoes and pulled the shirt around his shoulders and got up and walked into the front of the truck and looked around but didn't see Billy anywhere. He turned and peeked back behind the curtain.

"OK. Billy's gone, you can come out now."

Frank stepped down off the truck and walked around the front and saw Billy's legs sticking out from under the truck.

"Billy! What are you doing under there?"

"Oh. Hi, Mr. Jones. I got a squeak under here somewhere."

"Well. Billy. You find that squeak and take care of it!"

Frank walked back into the building and forgot that he just told Daisy that Billy was gone. Billy slid out from under the truck and wiped off his pants and walked around to the cab door and found Daisy starring back down at him from the doorway of the truck.

"Honey! What are you doing out here?"

"Oh. Billy. There you are. I thought this might be the truck you were working on."

Billy climbed up on the truck and gave Daisy a kiss.

"What are you doing over here so late?"

"I was just out shopping and saw the truck out here and thought I'd stop by and talk to you for a minute. That's all!"

Billy pushed on his wife's ass and pushed her back into the cab of the truck.

"Billy. What are you doing? I better get out of here before Mr. Jones catches us."

"Oh. Fuck, Mr. Jones!"

Daisy felt so guilty when her husband said those words but slid up between the seats as Billy got into the truck behind her. Billy pushed the curtain open.

"Honey. Go back there for a minute. I want to show you how this truck is all decked out!"

Daisy got into the ******** compartment as Billy slid through the curtain.

"Oh. Boy. The guy who owns this truck must use it to pick up hookers or something! It smells like sex back here!"

Billy grabbed Daisy's shoulders and began kissing her.

"Billy. I better get going before we get caught out here."

"Don't worry about it. Mr. Jones usually has a meeting with his secretary around this time of the day. I think he is screwing the woman, myself!"

Billy started getting his clothes off as Daisy watched him toss his pants between the curtain. He grabbed a hold of Daisy's tight dress and began trying to slip it up her thighs.

"Honey. I haven't taken a shower today! I might smell really bad!"

Billy didn't pay her much attention as he quickly slipped her dress over her head and leaned forward and began sucking on her tits. Daisy held his face against her boobs as Billy licked her nipples.

He started to fumble with the thong that Daisy had brought with her. It was the only thing that was keeping Frank's seed from dripping down all over the place. Daisy didn't put up much resistance as Billy slipped the thong off his wife's legs and began kissing his way down to her belly and the neatly trimmed pussy mound.

"Billy. I think you better stop. I haven't showered and it's hot. I know I must smell!"

Daisy felt as if she had been talking to the truck because Billy kept going until he positioned himself between her legs and began licking her wet pussy.

Daisy leaned back as she listened to Billy slurping on her pussy. She starred down between her legs waiting for Billy to make some sort of remark about her pussy but he just kept lapping at her.

Daisy pulled her legs back and enjoyed her husband's tongue in her pussy and began humping her ass off the mattress giving him better access to her pussy. Billy was slurping at her like a mad dog in heat until he finally raised up and planted a huge wet passionate kiss on her lips.

Daisy could clearly taste Frank's seed on his tongue and wondered why Billy hadn't noticed the strong smell himself. Billy didn't waste any time as he slipped his cock head between her wet pussy lips and pushed forward as she wrapped her long beautiful legs around her husband.

She was so wet and stretched out from screwing Frank that she just figured Billy would mention it but he just kept ramming himself deep inside her pussy. She was still horny from screwing Frank that she just felt like she was going a second round again and started to lift her hips to match her husband's strokes.

She was completely out of energy and was having a difficult time trying to have another orgasm but she concentrated until she finally had another orgasm. This only sent Billy into a higher rage as he screwed Daisy as hard as he could until her buttocks were bouncing off the mattress and finally shot his load of hot seed deep inside his wife's belly.

Billy was completely out of breath as he rolled over next to his wife leaving a thin trail of cum across her thigh.

Billy put his hand on his wife. "Honey. You must have been really horny! I think that was as wet as I ever saw your pussy!"

Daisy slipped her dress back on and shoved the thong inside her purse and fluffed her hair as Billy tied his shoes. She got down from the truck and waited for Billy to climb down and kissed him one last time before leaving.

"Honey. I always wanted to fuck you in one of these trucks!"

Daisy smiled at her husband and gave him another kiss. "I'll see you later tonight!"

"OK. Honey. I'll be home around five! I have to crawl back under this thing and see where that squeak was coming from."

Daisy got back to her car with a shy of relief and started the engine and waived at Billy as she drove out of the parking lot.
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Nicola's New Boss


Nicola Di Marco grow up in a rough estate called Tanglewood, there were youths on every steet corner and crime was rife. Most people who grow up on the estate ended up in prison or on *****. Throughout her whole ********* Nicola couldn't wait to leave Tanglewood, she hated the place and she really didn't fit in.

Nicola was one of two *********. Her Mum died when Nicola was five years old, so her Dad had to bring the two ********* up alone. Being a single parent meant financially things were very tight, meaning Nicola didn't have expensive stuff like her friends did, but Nicola knew that her Dad had always tried his best for her and her sister.

Nicola though, hated not having the best things that money could buy. So Nicola vowed she was going to make a success out of her life so she could afford the best things in life. Nicola decided to study hard, and she went to university and gained a diploma in business management.

Now at the age of twenty two, Nicola had achieved everything she wanted in life. She lived in a three bedroom terraced house in a posh estate called Ossett, which was on the outskirts of the city. The mortgage payments on her house were high, but Nicola didn't mind that money got a little tight sometimes because generally she had the life she had always dreamed of.

Nicola worked as a personal assistant for a forty eight year old man called John Simpson, who owned a local haulage firm, John's Haulage. Nicola and John had a very good working relationship, and John not having any kids himself treated Nicola like a ********.

Nicola had worked at John's Haulage for two years and she really enjoyed her job. The pay was very good and she enjoyed the fact that she could get dressed up for work everyday, Nicola loved getting dressed up in her nice expensive clothes. Nicola knew that she was a very attractive girl and would love nothing more than cock teasing all of the lorry drivers at work. If she was being completely honest the fact that she knew she could fuck any of them turn her on. She loved that she had all the lorry drivers eating out of her hand.

Nicola had been on holiday for the last three weeks with some of her mates, she had a great time plenty of sun and sea.

As she pulled into the car park at work, she wondered if anything interesting had happened to the place while she had been away.

She entered her office and checked her e mails, they were all just business stuff. As Nicola sat there catching up with her work, her boss entered her office.

"Did you have a good holiday Nicola?" He asked.

"Yes thanks, it was brilliant." She replied.

"That's good then, I'll need to see you in my office later on when you get caught up with your work." John said.

Three hours later Nicola was caught up with her work, so she went to see John in his office.

"You wanted to see me." She asked.

"Yes I did take a seat." He said.

Nicola sat down. John explained to Nicola that because his wife Ann was really ill, she had suffered a nervous breakdown. He had decided to sell his business so that he could look after his wife of twenty three years.

Nicola was stunned by what John had just told her, she couldn't imagine not working for him. She asked if there had been any offers yet. John explained that he was thinking over an offer from Richard Marshall, who owned a much bigger haulage firm, and that they were having a meeting later which he wanted Nicola to attend.

Nicola had met Richard Marshall a few times, he was a stocky bloke with a shaven head, he was in his late thirties and fairly tall. Richard was always dressed in jeans and a shirt with no tie. Nicola had always found that strange, she thought that all business men should wear suits. He had an aura around him, everyone seemed to bow to his every command. Nicola however thought he was a sleaze, at one business meeting Nicola was sure that he had grabbed her arse but she couldn't be sure as there was a crowd of people there.

John told Nicola that Richard had assured him that nobody would be losing their jobs if the deal went through.

Nicola left John's office and even though she had been assured that her job was safe she was still a little worried, she really did need this job to keep her house and her lifestyle that she had worked so hard for.

Later on John phoned Nicola and told her that he and Richard were ready to start their meeting and asked her to come into this meeting.

As soon as Nicola entered the office she could feel Richard undressing her with his eyes.

"Nicola, we meet again." Said Richard.

Richard stood up and kissed Nicola on her cheek, while he placed one of his hands on her bum. What a creep, Nicola thought to herself.

"Your Italian aren't you Nicola?" Asked Richard.

"My Dad's Italian, I'm only half Italian, why's that?" Asked Nicola.

"I've always wondered, that's all." Said Richard.

The meeting went on for just over two hours by the end of the meeting John had agreed to sell his haulage firm to Richard. As Nicola went to leave the office Richard said.

"I'm looking forward to working closely with you Nicola."

Nicola just gave him a fake smile and left the office. That night Nicola got hardly any ***** she was just tossing and turning all night long. She was genuinely worried about her job, even though John said her job was safe she really didn't trust Richard, he gave her the creeps.

Nicola arrived at work the next day, and John told Nicola in private how sad he was that he had to sell the business. Nicola could see how sad he was he looked close to tears. Nicola gave John a hug, telling him he was doing the right thing, he had to look after his wife. "Family should come first no matter what." She told him.

John told all of his workers about him selling up, and that he would be leaving the company in the next few weeks. All his workers looked stunned but most were relieved that such a well known business man like Richard Marshall was taking over the company.

Nicola would see Richard around John's Haulage more and more over the next few days. Every chance that he got he would touch Nicola sometimes holding her hips as he went past her, other times his hand would glide across Nicola's bum, making it appear to be an accident. These little incidents were making Nicola feel uncomfortable. She wanted to say something to John but she knew that he had to much on his mind and it wouldn't be fair of her to say anything to him.

John's last day soon arrived, Nicola was very upset when she saw him leave the gates for the last time. John had been like a Dad to her for the last couple of years.

The next day Nicola turned up for work as normal this is going to be weird, she thought to herself as she entered her office. There was now an extra desk in her office which had an attractive woman, who looked in her mid twenties sat at it. She was smartly dressed in a short black skirt and a tight plain white t shirt.

She had blonde shoulder length hair, her skin was mildly tanned and she the most beautiful blue eyes Nicola had ever seen.

"You must be Nicola, I'm Susan." Said the woman.

"Hi, pleased to meet you Susan." Smiled Nicola.

Susan went on to explain that she was thirty one years old and that she had been Richard's personal assistant for the last ten years.

Susan could see the look of horror in Nicola's eyes, so she assured her that there would be enough work for the both of them.

Richard then called Susan into his office. Nicola just carried on with her work. As much as Nicola liked Susan she did make her feel a little insecure about her job, was Richard that busy that he need two personal assistants? Nicola pondered to herself despite what Susan had told her.

Susan came out of Richard's office about fifteen minutes later, she looked a little flustered.

"Are you ok Susan?" Quizzed Nicola.

"Yeah I'm fine thanks, Richard was just going over a few things with me nothing too important." She responded.

Nicola thought nothing more of it and carried on with her work. A couple of minutes later Richard gave Nicola a document, he asked her to photocopy it for him. He wanted one hundred copies.

Nicola took the document to the photocopier, which was in a narrow corridor on its own. Nicola stood there waiting for the photocopies in her own dream world. Suddenly she felt a hand come from behind her, and grab her pussy through her trousers giving it a gently squeeze. Stunned Nicola just stood there, frozen for a few seconds. Realizing the hand wasn't moving Nicola grabbed the hand and removed it away from her pussy, Nicola spun around to see who it was. It was Richard Marshall.

"What the fuck do you think your doing." Nicola raged at him.

"Don't try telling me you didn't want me to." Smirked Richard as he walked off.

Nicola grabbed the photocopies and walked back to her desk and sat down, she was visibly shaken.

"What's up?" Asked Susan.

"I was just doing them photocopies for Richard and he came up behind me and touched me between my legs." Said Nicola, who was still fuming.

"I wondered how long it would take him don't worry about it. It's best you just forget about it, trust me." Said Susan, trying to calm Nicola down.

"No I won't just forget it." Screamed Nicola.

Nicola got up from her seat and stormed into Richard's office, not even knocking.

"You got those photocopies for me?" Asked Richard.

"Fuck your photocopies how dare you touch me like that, you fucking pervert." Screeched Nicola.

"Do you want to keep your job?" Asked Richard, in a calm voice.

"Well yes, but." Nicola started to reply, but Richard interupted.

"Well sit down and calm down." He said.

Nicola wasn't sure why but for some reason she did as he said and sat down.

"Nicola, your a very attractive girl and I like groping attractive girls so what's the problem?" He asked.

"What's the problem. Your the fucking problem." Snapped back Nicola.

"Look if you want to keep your job here you will let me grope you when I want it's as simple as that." He grinned.

"Fine I quit then." She replied.

"Fine, but you will work your fortnights notice, then you never work as an personal assistant anywhere again, I promise you that." He smiled.

"John will give me a reference I won't need one from you." Nicola snapped.

"Look Nicola, I admire your fight, really I do but trust me you will not get another job within two hundred miles of this place. You won't have the money to pay for that nice house of yours and you can't sell it, not with house prices the way that they are." He said.

"We will see." Barked Nicola.

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Nicola then stood up and left his office. She told Susan that she was taking half a day holiday and left her workplace.

Nicola got home and phoned up several places that were looking for people in her line of work. Richard was right everytime she said her name they said the job had been taken. Richard had obviously spread the word about her and nobody would give her a job.

Nicola decided that even though she was so proud of herself for making her life a success, she would rather move back to Tanglewood with her family and work in some dead end job than give in to her slimy boss.

The following day as soon as Nicola arrived at work she headed straight to Richard's office. She couldn't believe what she saw, Susan was on her knees sucking her bosses cock. What a tart, Nicola thought. Richard saw Nicola standing there.

"Best stop now Susan, we've got company. Come back and finish me off as soon as Nicola's gone." Richard said to Susan.

Susan got to her feet and walked out the office, smiling at Nicola as she walked passed her. Richard put his cock back into his jeans.

"Did you find a new job?" Smirked Richard.

"Fuck off you know I didn't. I don't know what you said to them but it doesn't matter anyway, I'd sooner be poor than let you touch me." Barked Nicola, she got up to walk out.

"Tell your Dad I hope he enjoys his time in prison." Laughed Richard.

"What are you on about?" Questioned Nicola.

"You'll see, soon enough." He smiled.

Nicola went back into her office. Susan got up and went straight into Richard's office, to finish off what she started earlier. Susan returned their the office ten minutes later.

"Have you got no self respect?" Nicola asked her.

"You've got no idea. Trust me by the end of the week he will have you as well." Susan replied.

"No way I'm nothing like that." Hissed Nicola.

Four hours had now passed and you could cut the atmosphere with a knife, the two of them only spoke when work required them to. Nicola's phone rang, it was Kimberley, her sister, who was crying.

"What's up?" Asked Nicola.

"Dad's been arrested the police found a load of cocaine in his car." Sobbed Kimberley.

"Don't worry I'll sort this." Said Nicola.

Nicola once more stormed into Richard's office without knocking.

"You fucking bastard, what have you done to my Dad? Why are you doing this to me?" Yelled Nicola.

"Don't worry your Dad will only get a caution, so what's the problem?" Smiled Richard.

"Your such an arsehole. I hate you and I'm still quitting." Screamed Nicola.

"That's fine quit if you want. Tomorrow your Dad will get sacked and then he'll get beaten up." He said.

"Don't talk so stupid. I quit and i'm not serving my notice take me to court if you want, I really don't care there's no way I'll work for you for a moment longer." Fumed Nicola.

Nicola turned around and walked out of the office and went home.

At ten o'clock the following day Nicola was woken up by a phone call, it was Kimberley.

"What's up?" Answered Nicola.

"Dad's been sacked and on his way home he got beaten up by two men." Sobbed Kimberley.

"Is he alright?" Nicola asked.

"Yeah, just cuts and bruises mainly." Replied Kimberley.

"I'll be around soon, I've just got some business to take care of." Said Nicola.

Nicola was fuming, she'd never been so angry in her life. She got out of bed and put on the first clothes that she saw, a black wooly jumper and a pair of tight blue jeans. She drove straight to the haulage yard and went into to Richard Marshall's office slamming the door behind her.

"What's my Dad ever done to you?" Shouted Nicola.

"It's like this Nicola I always get what I want and I want you. Today was just the beginning. If you don't give me what i want, tomorrow your Dad and your sister will be in hospital. It's up to you?" Said Richard.

"But I don't understand why you are doing this to me and my family. We have never hurt anyone." Said Nicola, as she slowly started to cry.

"I thought i made it quite clear why I'm doing this. I want you that's why. I bought this place so I could get you and what I want I get. You will end up fucking me or like I said, your family will be eating their food in hospital." He grinned.

"But please." She sobbed.

"Look I own this city, every **** dealer works for me, all the prostitutes are pimped by me, hell half the police ***** work for me. So unless do as I say when I say, your family will get beaten up everytime they leave their house. What happened to your Dad was just a warning. Do we have an agreement?" He asked.

Realizing that Richard was telling the truth, and that she had no choice, Nicola nodded her head. Crying she quietly replied.

"Yes I understand anything you want."

"Good I'm glad you've finally come around to my way of thinking. Now stand up." He said.

Nicola obeyed to what he said, getting up off her chair.

"Now Nicola I'd like you to strip for me." He demanded.

Nicola just stood there not knowing what to do. She really didn't want to undress in front of him but she knew what would happen if she didn't.

"NOW" Richard barked.

This was the only warning that Nicola needed, she pulled off her shoes that she was wearing, followed by her black wooly jumper, next she unzipped her jeans and slid them down her tanned legs before stepping out of them. Nicola now stood in front of her boss in just her light pink bra and matching thong.

"And the rest." Smiled Richard.

Knowing objecting was pointless, she unhooked her bra allowing it to fall to the floor and pulled down her thongs. As she bent over and pulled down her thong, Richard couldn't help but stare at her huge tits as they dangled down.

Nicola was now stood completely naked in front of Richard, her hands were covering her breasts though.

"Put your hand by your side." He ordered.

Nicola who was now crying her eyes out once more did as she was ordered slowly dropping her hands by her side. Her body began to shake as she felt the cold breeze of the air conditioner blew onto her naked body. As she stood trembling completely naked in front of her boss. Richard stood there and admired the five foot four inches of pure beauty. His eyes started at her feet working their way up her toned legs, up to her pussy, her black pubic hair was neatly trimmed in a tiny strip.

"Tonight you will shave your cunt bald for me got that?" Richard commanded.

Nicola hated the word cunt, she found it so vulgar.

"Yes, yes I understand." Sobbed Nicola, who had never been so humiliated in her life, she was hating every minute of this ordeal.

His eyes wondered up her toned stomach, by the athletic shape of Nicola's body it was obvious that she kept herself fit and in shape. His eyes were now fixed on her enormous tits, which were nice and pert, not to mention beautifully tanned. She must of sunbathed topless on holiday, Richard thought. Nicola's nipples were slightly larger than most womens, but her body was perfect.

"What bra size are you? Your tits are wonderful." He asked.

"Thirty four D." She sobbed.

"Thirty four D Susan's only a thirty two B." Richard said.

He then moved his eyes up to her face, she had lovely big lips. They must be great for sucking cock, he thought. He then stared into her beautiful hazel coloured eyes.

Richard walked up to Nicola and ran his hand down her long black hair which went just below her tits. He couldn't help but run his fingertip over her nipple on the way past it. Nicola shuddered as his fingertip touched her nipple.

"You truly are a perfect specimen of the female species. Now stand in the middle of my office." He told her.

Nicola once more obeyed, she turned around and walked into the middle of the office. Richard couldn't take his eyes off her butt cheeks as she walked, they were gorgeous.

Richard leaned back on his desk and picked up his phone.

"Susan get in here I need some relieve." He said.

Richard unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, and they fell to his ankles. Nicola couldn't help but look at his already hard cock she had to admit that it was a good size, about nine and a half inches long and fairly wide.

Susan entered the office and walked past Nicola.

"My you are excited sir." Said Susan, as she wrapped her fingers around his rock hard shaft, wanking it slowly.

"What do you expect look at how hot Nicola is." He said.

Susan turned her head so that she was facing Nicola.

"You are right she's hot." Susan cooed.

This made Nicola's cheeks blush.

Susan dropped to her knees and grabbed the base of his cock in her hand, she then put the whole shaft in her mouth as she sucked up and down on his nine and a half inch pole. Richard let out a moan as Susan's warm mouth continued to suck on his cock.

"You like this don't you?" Teased Susan, as she tickled the tip of his glistening cock with her tongue.

"Yeah, I love it baby." Panted Richard, who looked up at Nicola while he said it.

Nicola couldn't believe what she was witnessing, but she had to admit that watching a sexy woman like Susan sucking a big cock had started to turn her on.

Susan licked all the way down his large veiny cock, taking one of his pubic hair covered balls into her mouth and sucked on it hard, while her hand pumped his cock for all it was worth.

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"Your such a fucking slut Susan." Groaned Richard.

"I'm your slut." Moaned Susan, who was clearly enjoying giving her boss head.

Susan was now rubbing his helmet over her face, smearing his pre cum all over her face and lips. Susan covered Richard's shaft with her mouth once more, this time though Richard grabbed the back of Susan's head and fucked her mouth. Nicola could hear Susan letting out a mumbled moaned.

"I'm gonna cum get up Susan I want to cum all over the floor."

Susan rose to her feet, never letting go of his cock. She wanked it furiously.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, fuck." Moaned Richard.

His balls tightened and his face crunched up as his cock exploded and his cum flew all over the red carpet in his office.

Richard pulled Susan towards him and put one hand up her skirt and gave her moist pussy a little squeeze through her knickers.

"You really did enjoy that didn't you slut?" He laughed.

"Yes sir." Replied Susan, as she turned and walked out the office. Smiling at Nicola as she passed her.

Nicola couldn't believe that Richard had just used Susan like that, he really did treat her like a whore. Nicola now realized that Richard must of trapped Susan the same way he's trapping her.

"Come over here Nicola." Said Richard, as he motioned her over with his finger and put his dick away with his other hand.

Slowly Nicola walked over to him. Her large breasts bouncing with every step that she took. She was terrified. What's he gonna make me do? Nicola thought. She stood in front of him carefully placing her feet so that she didn't stand in any of his cum.

"Did you enjoy the show Nicola?" He asked.

"You really are sick, how can you use someone like that?" She replied.

"Because I'm Richard Marshall people do as I say, when I say. Just like your gonna learn to." He boasted.

Nicola turned to walk away, but Richard grabbed her arm, with a firm grip.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you, you don't want to be responsible for your family getting hurt do you?" He said.

Realizing she had little choice, Nicola turned back to face him.

"No, no I don't. I'm sorry for trying to walk away." She said, knowing she was defeated.

Richard looked into her eyes he could see the fear in them.

"Get on your hands and knees and lick that cum off my carpet now." He ordered her.

"B..b..but that's disgusting." She stuttered.

Grabbing a handful of her hair, pulling it back roughly. It hurt Nicola and made her yelp.

"We can do this the easy way or the hard way, it's up to you." Barked Richard.

"Ok, I'm sorry I'll do it just please let go of my hair." She sobbed.

Richard let go of her hair. Nicola looked at him one last time hoping he'd change his mind, but he didn't. Nicola got on to her hands and knees and started to lick the cum up off the floor. The cum tasted disgusting, every bit as bad as she had imagined it would. Nicola had never let any of her boyfriends cum in her mouth she always thought of it as degrading. Her long black hair fell forward covering her face and got cum matted into it.

"Pull your hair back I want to see you lap up my cum up." Ordered Richard.

Nicola did as she was told and with one hand she pulled her hair back so that Richard could watch her ***********. Her tongue was slowly licking all the cum up. Everytime she swallowed any down her throat she would gag.

"I think you've got it all off the floor, it's just that bit on my shoe left now." Chuckled Richard.

There was none on his shoes, Nicola knew this was just his way of showing her that he was the boss. Nicola began to lick his shoes clean. She was crying with ***********.

"That's enough did you enjoy that?" He asked.

"Yeah great." Replied Nicola sarcastically, as she returned to her feet.

"Don't get funny with me bitch." Seethed Richard, as he pinched her nipple roughly.

"Aaaaaaaaaaawwwwwww." Yelled Nicola in pain.

"If your nice to me, I'll be nice to you. Now did you enjoy that?" He asked once more.

"Yes, I enjoyed it sir." She lied.

"That's better now i'd better say sorry to that nipple hadn't I." He grinned.

He released his grip on Nicola's nipple and placed his mouth on it instead. Nicola froze as his warm silva covered her nipple. He gently sucked and licked her oversized nipple until it was erect.

Knowing that she was letting her boss, who she hated so much was suck on her tit disgusted her. Unfortunately for Nicola because her nipples were so sensitive she couldn't prevent them getting erect.

"You enjoyed that didn't you?" He asked.

"Yes sir I enjoyed it." Said Nicola, knowing she had to tell him what he wanted to hear.

"Now get dressed and go home, I want you back in here at nine o'clock and remember to shave your pussy, I will be checking and from now on no more trousers, only skirts. Oh I also like stockings and suspenders." Said Richard.

Nicola just nodded turned around and put her clothes back on and left his office in tears.

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As soon as Nicola left Richard's office she ran to the toilet to wash her mouth with water. She brushed his dried up spunk out of her hair and put her long black hair back in a ponytail.

She then got into her car and headed to Tanglewood to see her Dad. Nicola arrived at her Dad's house and got out of her car. She heard a voice shout.

"Get your tits out." Nicola turned around to see who it was, it was a group of youths who were hanging about on the corner. This is why I hate this place so much, she thought to herself.

Nicola entered her Dad's house. Her Dad was sat on his sofa in the lounge. When Nicola saw the state of him she burst out in tears. Both his eyes were black, his nose was broken and he had a massive thick lip. He was a complete mess. Even though Nicola knew it wasn't directly her fault she felt really guilty.

"Don't worry Nicola it looks a lot worse than it actually is." Her Dad lied to reassure her.

"W..what happened to you Dad?" Stuttered Nicola, who was now sobbing.

"I left the shop and two burly blokes dragged me down the alley, and started to attack me. The strange thing is when they had finished they said that Marshy had sent them to beat me up. I don't even know who this Marshy is." He explained.

"Perhaps it was a case of mistaken identity." Lied Nicola.

"Yeah probably." He replied.

Nicola then headed upstairs to see her Sister. When she entered Kimberley's bedroom, Kimberley was in there with her long time boyfriend Bobby Platt.

Nicola was quite glad that Bobby was there. He was twenty years old and he was very street wise, maybe he can give me some information on Richard, thought Nicola.

"You seen the state of Dad?" Asked Kimberley.

"Yeah he sure is a mess. I wonder who this Marshy is and why he would want Dad beaten up?" Answered Nicola.

"Bobby thinks it must be a case of mistaken identity." Kimberley replied.

"Do you know him?" Nicola asked him.

"Not directly, but I know who he is." He said.

"Spill the beans then." Nicola quizzed him.

"His real name is Richard Marshall he's responsible for ninety per cent of the crime around here. Nobody ever messes with him because if they do they end up beaten up or worse, dead." Bobby explain.

Nicola felt the colour drain from her cheeks. It finally began to dawn on her how much of a psychopath Richard really was. Nicola had a weird feeling in her stomach, she was scared but for some strange rea*** the more scared she got the more turned on she got. What is wrong with me, she thought.

Nicola made an excuse and left her Dad's house as she drove past the gang of youths who shouted her earlier thet all blew her a kiss. Nicola just ignored them and drove home.

By the time she arrived home she was shaking like a leaf. She hated her new boss but at the same time she knew there was a spark of chemistry between the pair of them.

Nicola ran herself a hot bath. When she was in the bath Nicola remembered that Richard had ordered her to shave all of her pubic hair off. Nicola hated the thoughts of shaving her pussy bald, it seemed so degrading to her he was deciding how she would have something as private as that. She also didn't understand the obession some lads had with women having a bald pussy, it seem unnatural to her.

Never the less Nicola proceeded with shaving her private parts completely bald. Once she had shaved all the hair off she ran her fingers down her labia to check that it was nice and smooth.

Nicola decided to have an early night. As she laid in her bed all she could think about was Richard. As much as she tried to fight these thoughts the stronger her thoughts became.

Nicola woke up the next morning and got dressed for work. She put on a pair of black knickers which had a strip of beige lace on the front of them. She then put on a black lace wonderbra. This created loads of cleavage.

Nicola then picked out a charcoal coloured knee length pencil skirt, which she tucked a purple silk short sleeved blouse into. She left the top two buttons of her blouse undone so that it showed off the top of her cleavage.

She straightened her long hair and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked sexy but classy at the same time.

Nicola then drove to work and entered her office. Susan was already there. As Susan stood up Nicola saw she was wearing a black lace, slash neck mini dress with an open back. Her hair was brushed back in a ponytail, she looked absolutely stunning.

"Susan I'd like to say sorry for saying that you had no self respect yesterday." Apologized Nicola.

"Don't worry about it, I would of thought the same if I was you." Said Susan.

The pair of women sat down started to get on with their work.

"Susan if you don't mind me asking how did Richard end up trapping you?" Enquired Nicola.

Susan explained that when she first started working for Richard she had a one year old baby boy, and that Richard was really flexible with the days and hours that she'd work. After a couple of months he'd start touching her up, discreetly at first then he started grabbing her boobs.

This was when Susan had a word with Richard about what he was doing to her. Richard just told her that she didn't have a choice, so she quit. Within hours her husband Joe was put into hospital and her baby was *********. Richard came around to see her and basically told her that if she didn't do as she was told, she would never see her *** again and her husband would spend the rest of his life in and out of hospital.

That was when she realized that she didn't have a choice and she agreed to do whatever Richard wanted her to do.

Nicola couldn't believe the lengths that Richard would go to, to get what he wanted.

"You must hate him." Nicola said.

"Hate doesn't come close to it, I detest the bloke." Susan explained.

"Have there been any other girls?" Questioned Nicola.

"There's been plenty. Some he got bored of, others wouldn't do as he said and they would conveniently disappear." Replied Susan.

Nicola now realized how much of a control freak Richard was and how much power the man had.

Richard then entered their office. He stood behind Susan as she remained seated doing her work. He started groping her tits through her dress.

"You girls getting on ok?" He asked, while still playing with Susan's breasts.

"Like a house on fire." Responded Susan.

"We are one big happy family then. Nicola I want to see you in my office now." Commanded Richard.

Nicola followed her boss into his office. Richard sat back on his desk and Nicola stood directly in front of him.

"Did you shave your cunt like I told you to." Asked Richard.

Nicola just stood there and nodded her head. She felt disgusted in herself for giving in to him so easily.

Richard stood up and circled Nicola while he gently blew on her. As his hands gently touched her arse through the fabric of her skirt Nicola could feel her slit slowly becoming wet.

"Did you enjoy shaving your cunt for me?" He quietly asked in her ear.

Nicola didn't reply she just stood there in silence trying to keep what little digity she had left. Richard slapped her arse cheek so hard that it echoed around the office. This made Nicola stumble forward and she had to put arms out to catch herself on the desk.

"We will try again. Did you enjoy shaving that cunt of yours?" He asked once more.

This time Nicola knew better than not to answer and nodded her head.

"I want to see, lift up your skirt." He ordered.

Nicola slowly lifted her skirt up her tanned legs all the way to her hips, exposing her panties. Richard was still stood behind her as he moved her hair and started kissing Nicola's neck.

Nicola could feel her clit swelling in excitment as Richard carried on gently kissing her neck.

"Now remove your knickers for me." He demanded.

Richard oozed power and it was really having an affect on Nicola. As she pulled down her panties she realized just how much of an affect Richard was having on her. They were soaking wet.

Now that her knickers were removed Richard ran a finger gently down her slit. Nicola was so wet that a digit slipped straight into her swollen mould. Nicola let out a quiet moan as he gently fingered her wet pussy.

Richard yanked Nicola's hair back and he could see that her eyes were closed and she was biting her bottom lip. She was obviously trying to fight her body.

"Oooooooooooooohhh." Moaned Nicola, as Richard slipped a second finger into her and started to finger fuck her roughly.

Richard knew that Nicola was losing her fight against her body and let go of her hair. His hand roamed down her back making it arch and her naked arse moved onto his rock hard penis, that was stretching his trousers.

Richard's hand made it down to Nicola's virgin anus and a finger rubbed her arse crack. Nicola wanted to moved his finger from her arse crack but she was either too scared or too turned on to move it.

Self consciously Nicola had spread her legs wider and was grinding her pussy down hard onto his fingers.

"Oooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Nicola groaned, as an orgasm shuddered through her body. Her juices covered his fingers.

Richard removed his fingers from between her legs and offered them to Nicola's mouth. Nicola didn't hesistate and sucked all of her love juices off his fingers.

Richard left Nicola stood there, still with her skirt hitched up to her hips and with no knickers on and sat down in his chair behind his desk.

"Did you enjoy that?" He asked.

Nicola's cheeks blushed in embarrassment as she nodded her head.

"Fucking tell me." He shouted at her.

Fearing that Richard was about to lose his temper Nicola replied in a soft voice.

"Yes I enjoyed it."

"Enjoyed what?" He quizzed her in an angry voice.

Knowing exactly what Richard wanted to hear Nicola once more replied in a soft voice.

"I enjoyed you finger fucking me."
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Richard let out a wide smile, knowing that he had Nicola exactly where he had wanted her for such a long time.

"Cover yourself up and get back to work." He commanded.

Nicola pulled down her skirt and put her knickers back on, left his office and went back to work. As Nicola sat down it her desk she was still in a sexual daze.

"Is everything ok?" Asked Susan.

"Yeah everything's fine thanks." Nicola answered. Everything wasn't fine though, she was still trying to work out how Richard had managed to get into her head. She hated the man with a passion so why was she getting more and more desperate to feel his cock inside her.

As the hours passed Nicola's frustration didn't subside. She still couldn't figure out why she was having these feelings for Richard.

Nicola and Susan had a hour of their work left when Richard called them both into his office. As they made their way to his office Nicola asked Susan.

"What do you think he wants with us."

"It could be anything." Susan replied.

The two women knocked on Richard's office door and entered. Nicola got that feeling in her stomach again when she saw Richard sat behind his desk.

"Susan come sit on my desk, right in front of me." He demanded.

Susan walked over to his desk and sat on it. Nicola was still stood near the door as she saw Richard lean forward. His hand opened Susan's legs and as one of his hands disappeared up her dress Nicola heard Susan moan and groan.

Richard suddenly removed his hand from between Susan's legs and sat back in his chair.

"Nicola come sit over here with me." He demanded.

"But thre's no spare chairs." Nicola explained.

"Sit on my knee then." Said Richard as he patted his knee.

Nicola was nervous but excited as she walked over and placed herself on her bosses knee. Nicola was facing Susan with her back to Richard.

As Nicola looked up at Susan she saw that she was wearing no knickers. Her pussy was shaved bald and was looking moist.

"Susan fuck that cunt of yours." He demanded.

Susan placed a finger in her mouth and swiftly sucked on the digit. She then removed her finger from her mouth and slowly flicked her clit. As she did this she let out a little moan.

Susans's finger left her clit and a finger disappeared into her wet bald love tunnel as she slowly began to finger fuck herself.

"Ooooooooooohhhh you like this baby?" Susan cooed.

"Yeah baby." Replied Richard.

Even though Nicola had never found women sexually attractive she couldn't take her eyes off Susan. So much so that she didn't notice that Richard had unbuttoned her blouse and had just pulled her bra cups down leaving her breasts fully exposed.

As Richard pulled on Nicola's nipples she realized what he had done as a quake of excitement zipped through her body.

Susan now had two fingers insert in her mould. Her hips were grinding her pussy down hard onto her two fingers.

"Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Susan moaned loudly as she was obviously nearing an orgasm.

Richard was still pulling and pinching Nicola's now fully erect nipples. Nicola had began to rock back and forth on Richard's lap. She could feel that his cock was hard as it pressed on her arse cheeks, through the material of their clothes.

Susan was fucking herself at a frantic pace, her pussy was squelching as her fingers moved in and out of her drenched vigina.

Nicola saw Susan's eyes close as she leaned back on the desk and screamed in delight.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm I'm cumming." As a trickle of her love juice drop off her fingers and onto the desk.

"You want me to fuck you Susan?" Asked Richard.

"Please fuck me with your big cock." Begged Susan as she carried on fucking herself.

"Bend over my desk then." He said.

Susan got off his desk and bent over it. She lifted her dress up to expose her dripping wet pussy.

Richard made Nicola get off his knee and unzipped his jeans dropping them to his ankles. Much to Nicola's surprise Richrd spat on his nob and pulled Susan's arse cheeks apart.

"Ooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhh." Susan shrieked as he slammed his nine inch cock into her arsehole.

Richard pulled on Susan's ponytail as he furiously fucked Susan's arse. He pulled his cock out of her anus and teasingly rubbed it up and down her arse crack.

"Please fuck my arse now you bastard." Pleaded Susan.

Richard once more thundered his cock into her arsehole making Susan scream in delight again.

With her tits still exposed Nicola stood there watching her boss arse fuck her work mate. Nicola could feel that her snatch was getting really wet, she even thought about slipping a finger inside her wet cunt.

Susan's now had two fingers inside her pussy while Richard continued fucking her arse.

"Fuck my arse harder I'm so close to cumming." Susan screamed in ecstasy.

Richard fucked her arse even harder than he was before, his balls slapping onto Susan's hand that was inside her pussy.

"Arghhhhh." Richard growled as his jizz fulled Susan's arse.

He pulled his now limp penis out of her stretched butt hole and pulled his jeans up.

"Please fuck me again I'm so close." Moaned Susan while she continued to finger her gash.

"Open your arsehole for me then." Richard ordered.

Susan removed her fingers from her pussy and grabbed a buttock in each hand pulling them apart, revealing her wide arsehole.

Richard grabbed Nicola by her hair and dragged her over to where Susan was bent over the desk. He ****** her onto her knees and stuck her face near Susan's sweaty arsehole.

"Please don't make me do this." Nicola pleaded.

Richard ignored her pleas and pushed her face into Susan's gaping butt hole.

"Clean my mess up." Richard demanded.

The smell was revolting and Nicola tried to struggle free but it was no use, Richard had a vice like grip on her head.

Knowing the sooner she started the sooner the ordeal would be over with Nicola relucantly stuck her tongue out and tasted Susan's cum filled arsehole. It tasted vile, even worse than what she imagined it would.

Susan backed her arse up to Nicola's face ******* Nicola's tongue further up her dark hole, as Nicola slowly rimmed her.

"Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh more, lick my arse more." Moaned Susan, who was clearly completely lost in a sexual trance.

For some reason this spurred Nicola on as she started to lick quicker. Her tongue was now darting in and out of her anus.

Everytime Nicola swallowed some of Richard's spunk from Susan's arse she would gag. Nicola had never been so humiliated in her life. Up to yesterday she had never had any cum in her mouth, now she was eating cum out of another woman's anus.

Nicola had now managed to clean all of Richard's semen from Susan's dark hole and was tonguing her bob hole.

Nicola felt Susan's body shudder as an orgasm thundered through Susan's body.

"Oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Susan moaned.

Richard let go of Nicola's head. Immediately Nicola shot her head away from Susan's anus.

"Susan you may now go home." He said.

Susan pulled herself up off the desk, pulled her dress down and left the office. Leaving Nicola alone with Richard.

"You enjoyed that didn't you whore." Laughed Richard.

Any feelings of lust that Nicola had felt for him earlier had now long disappeared. She now just felt a strong feeling of hatred towards him.

"Fuck off I hate you." Fumed Nicola.

As she walked up to him in a rage she launched a slap towards him. Richard caught her hand though. He pulled her arm up behind her back and bent her over his desk.

"Aaaarghhhhh." Nicola scream in agony, it felt like he was going to break her arm.

"Please let go of my arm. You're going to break it." She screamed.

Richard let go of her arm and pushed her face onto his desk, crushing her face between his hand and the desk.

He roll her skirt up her legs with his spare hand until her knickers were on display. He tugged her knickers down to her knees.

"You need to be taught a lesson bitch." He barked.

"SMACK." He Slapped her left buttock as hard as he could. It left a giant hand print on her cheek.

"Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrghhh." She screamed as another blow landed painfully on her other cheek.

After slapping each cheek ten times he stopped slapping her butt and let her go. Nicola was crying uncontrollably she has never been in so much pain. Her cheeks felt like they were on fire.

"Now fuck off home and don't you dare ever try slapping me again. Next time I'll put you in hospital." He screamed at her.

Nicola pulled up her knickers and left his office still crying her eyes out.
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Fuck Team and the Faggot
The faggot was led into the room. He was seventeen and

graduating from high

school. Everybody knew he was a fucking faggot, and he had

already gone

through hell, but nothing like this. Today he had to face

the Fuck Team.

The Fuck Team was a name Matt had given to the swim team

captains for the

next year, the high school juniors who would be seniors in

September and

taking over when Matt and the others graduated. So of

course there had to be

an initiation...a celebration of their Seniorhood, of their

being the big

men at the high school, of having all the girls int he

school, Freshmen on

up, throw their mouths and pussies at their

senior cocks.

Matt kind of owned the faggot. Well, he had

pictures of the faggot blowing an ******** kid at school, a

freshman. So

of course, he simply threatened to turn the faggot over to

the police for

***** ***********, unless the faggot did every fucking

thing he wanted. The

faggot who was seventeen and handsome and sweet and quiet

and didn't want to

make any trouble was trapped. He had become Matt's

plaything, his toy all

year. Sometimes late at night after Matt had fucked his

girlfriend until she

could not walk, he would show up at the faggot's house,

wanting his dirty

dick licked clean. Matt was so fucking

handsome that a small part of the faggot actually enjoyed

it, and part of




him hated the ***********. He wanted love. But he

certainly wouldn't find

it at his high school. The faggot didn't like to lick

Matt's dirty dick

clean especially after it had been up his girlfriend's

asshole. Matt's

girlfriend who was only 14 hated getting fucked in the ass,

so of course

Matt did it all the time. He was that kind of guy. His

eight and a half

inch prick stretched that poor girl something awful. He had

fucked the

faggot's ass too...not out of any pleasure. No no, it was

strictly a power

fuck. Usually for fun for himself and his buddies, they

would ***** beer and

watch the faggot shove household items up his boytwat. The

had ****** him

to shove a broom handle up his ass and dance around that

way for thirty

minutes...as well as a flashlight, a baseball bat, a

rolling

Pin, several cucumbers, and all kinds of other stuff.

Sometimes the faggot

had to miss school because he couldn't walk. His stretched

out hole was

simply too sore. His grades went from straight A's down to

D's and nobody

knew why, although Mr. Coulter the counselor suspected

*****. The faggot's

mom would have been beside her self with worry, but she was

already beside

herself with the divorce and the wine, so she

hardly noticed.

The faggot cried himself to ***** most nights. Here was

this seventeen year

old five foot eleven dark haired handsome hunk with a very

nice body,

sobbing every




night and praying for some help...some release from the release from the

constant torment and

***********. His only hope was that soon these guys would

graduate, and it

would all be over.

And the sad sick thing about it all was that he secretly

did have a crush

on Matt. Well who wouldn't? The kid was a dreamboat: curly

hair, strong

swimmers body, good tight ass with smooth muscular globes,

and a huge

fucking dick that was the talk of the whole school. ****,

everybody in the

school knew that he had fucked five different girls

pregnant, and still the

twats lined up for him. Even when he was dating one girl in

a kind of steady

way, he was still fucking others and everyone knew it. For

a girl to go

steady with Matt, meant that she was only fucked by him,

but he could still

fuck around. Matt took what he wanted from life. The

faggot got what life

handed him.

The fuck team drank beer that afternoon while the faggot

was made to strip

and dance naked in front of them. They called it "sick"

"perverted"

"depraved," but more than one sixteen or seventeen year old

prick was hard

and soon dripping. The guys on the team were made to wear

their swim suits

so Matt could see every hard teenage dick. He took pictures

of them so that

he could have these boys too under his thumb if he

ever needed it. ****, Alex Theil's ****** was fucking rich,

and Matt might

need some extra money in college. So the more ***** these

boys got,the




harder their dicks

Became and the more they leaked into their tight speedos.

Its a fucking lie

that ***** makes dicks soft in teenagers anyway. *****

makes the dick hard

and leaking like a fucking faucet and

ready to fuck anything in sight.

And what was in sight was the faggot. First, Matt made

the boys strip

and show their assholes to the faggot. The faggot had to

crawl to each new

swim team Varsity guy and lick his asshole. Not just

lick. He had to stick

his seventeen year old faggot tongue way up, deep, into the

dude's asshole,

way up his shitter and then wiggle it

around. The guys were really embarrassed by this and at

first, and several

of them didn't want to play, but Matt's cajoling and his

threats kept them

in the game.

But even they had to admit it was incredible to have a

tongue up the

asshole. Many of them unlike Matt, had never done this

with their

girlfriends. Matt made every one of his conquests suck his

ass. He did it

on the second or third date. If the chick wouldn't suck

ass, he dropped her

and spread rumors around the school that she was a scag.

Four girls this

year alone had changed schools because of Matt's rumors.

When you are a

star athlete and cutest boy in

the school, you call the shots. Matt had had girls as

young as eleven suck

his ass. And now these other, more innocent, high school

boys were learning

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the joys of getting their shitters sucked by a faggot. The

faggot did the

best job he could because he feared Matt's anger. Matt's

anger could mean a

ping pong paddle on the faggot's nut sack until the balls

were black and

swollen the size of grapefruit. Matt's anger could mean

that the faggot had

to suck off Matt's dog Macbeth.This was a regular

punishment for the poor

faggot. The fagoot would much rather suck teenage boy ass.

And

Besides, he was a faggot. Wasn't he? He had resigned

himself to that long

long ago. As a sophomore, he had had a steady girlfriend,

even fucked her,

but then he had gotten somehow involved with this freshman

kid. He started

out tutoring him and ended up sucking him off, and then

Matt came into the

picture and made the faggot do all kinds of sick disgusting

things, and now

the faggot knew he was a faggot.

So he sucked the asses of the new varsity team boys. He

sucked on the

puckered assholes until ass juice and saliva covered his

cute young face.

The boys rotated their hips to grind their assholes on the

faggot's face.

The faggot pushed his tongue so deep he sometimes felt the

tip of a turd

pushing back at him. Some of the boys grunted and farted on

his face as he

licked and sucked ass. A good time was has by all.

Next, the faggot had to suck cock. He had to crawl on

the floor bare

assed from boy to boy, lift his cute face and lick the big

fucking dickheads

of each high school kid. For several of the boys this wa the boys this was

their first blow

job. They had begged their girlfriends until they were blue

in the face and

balls for blow Jobs, but some of the dumb selfish cunts

wouldn't put out.

The boys could spend money on the twats..take them to

movies and dinner and

all that ****, and then get only a couple of squeezes of

tit and a couple of

fingers in the pussy while the stupid sluts frigged their

pricks. But the

dumb bitches wouldn't suck cock.

Not Matt's girls of course. They sucked cock on the first

date or he didn't

see them any more. A guy has to know how to handle twat!

They have learn

who is boss.If they didn't suck, he practically threw them

out of his car.

All the cunts knew this of course. They knew that they had

to go all the way

with Matt. They talked about his cock in the girls'

locker room and

bragged about sucking it. He even had other guys

girlfriends sucking his

dick.

The faggot did a good job on the dicks. He licked the

fat teenage

Dickheads, scooped up the drooling pre fuck on his

tongue,(teenage boys leak

alot..remember?) and even licked the swinging fucksacks.

Then, he got down

to some serious cocksucking. Not one teenage stud

complained that it was

queer.. They were in seventh fucking heaven. It was then

that Matt announced

that since the faggot's grades had fallen so badly, he had

lost all his

scholarships to college, and so he would be attending the

local state

university and thus would be available all the next yeaear

for blow jobs. Not

just for these boys on the varsity swim team, but to be

Fair, for any boy at University High School. It was then

that the faggot

knew he was not going to escape from the trap.

Next, out of some kind of perversity..Matt measured all

the boys dicks.

Then each of them had to fuck the faggot, starting with the

smallest Ted

Lipscomb and ending with the largest Mark Thayer. The

boys started

hesitantly, but ***** and lust soon took over and they were

fucking the

faggot balls deep and grunting and slamming their handsome

young hips into

the cunt's ass. Their big fuck sacks slapped the faggot's

ass and the sound

was delicious to Matt who kept the vodka flowing. The

faggot was crying now

and that made the guys laugh. They almost busted a gut

watching the tears

trail down the seventeen year old's handsome faggot face,

and they pounded

their teenage pricks into his raw rectum even harder.

Next, they fucked him at both ends. This started when one

guy pulled out of

his ass and Matt kindly suggested he get his dick cleaned

of any ass slime

at the faggot's mouth. Well soon, the cumdump was getting

dick at both

ends. Greasy dick and ass slop slimed its way down his

throat and made him

gag. He would get his nipples burned for that. Matt had

taught him to take

any size cock down his gullet without gagging. It was rude

to gag. Matt

taught his girls that as well.

Then they double dicked him. Two teenage pricks up his

twat at the same

time. Two boys sitting so their dicks were together making

one flesh pillar

pounding up into the slut's fuckhole. This was a kind of

secret thrill for

most of the boys. They didn't know why, but having another

dudes dick right

up against yours, rubbing dick flesh against dick flesh,

going in

and out of a faggot's pussy...it was really hot.

The faggot's ass was stretched beyond belief. He howled

in pain and

pleaded and begged. But they kept fucking his boycunt,

until at last they

sprawled on chairs and the couch and floor, legs spread,

fat flaccid

dripping dicks limp and thick and swollen with post fucking

sensitivity.

They drank more and rolled empty beer bottles across the

floor and made the

faggot fuck himself with the bottles. The faggot pleaded

with them that he

would need a doctor, and Matt kicked him in the nutsack.

Matt then lit a

ciagrette and burned the faggot on the nipples and

dick and balls while the guys roared with laughter at the

poor cumslut's

tears.

Then Matt brought in his big old dog, and the faggot had

to put on a doggie

show for the boys. He had to suck dog cock and lick dog

balls, and then let

the beast mount him like a fucking bitch...until the knot

of the canine's

big pizzle was imbedded in his boycunt, stretching it

beyond all endurance.

The faggot passed out twice, and Matt brought him around by

hauling out his

own handsome stud prick and pissing on his face. Every day

at school in the

lunchroom, while the other kids drank their milk, the

faggot had to ***** a

carton of Matt's piss. Everyone knew this and thought it

was terribly

funny. Several of the girls wouldn't have minded

*****ing piss form that stud hose of Matt's, if he would

would date them.

The fucking fucking dog got his dick knot stuck in the

faggot's ass for

twenty minutes, so there was a lull in the party, but when

he finally

pulled out, the faggot was made to scoop the dog and boy

scum out of his

hole with a spoon and eat it for the boys.

There was a certain point most evenings when it just got

to be too much

even for the faggot, and he just kind of went on automatic

pilot and zonked

out. ****, it was no fun after that, so the boys let him

go home to bed.

But not until one of them had said..."this is so fucking

much fun, we should

do this every week all summer..." and they all agreed and

said they would

give a case of beer to the guy who could think up the most

disgusting

degrading thing to do to the faggot each week.

Matt was still horny, so he got one of the youngest high

school boys there,

young Kyle, to invite him home to his house, where they

both fucked the

kid's little sister.

Then Matt slept over and in the middle of the night he

fucked the sixteen

year old swimmer. By the next morning, the poor boy who had

been totally

straight was in love with Matt. Matt made the kid suck his

dick and *****

his piss and lick his ass clean after he took a ****. The

kid kept saying

that he had never done anything like this before, and he

had never had

feelings like this before.
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Grandpa and Clara


As soon as my ******** Clara leaves the house, I fuck the **** out of my grand********. I fuck her most mornings before the fucking bitch goes to school. Most days I make her leave for school with my cum running from her stretched out fourteen year old cunt. I never use a condom with the cumdump, and make sure she knows that if she gets pregnant, it is her problem, and she had better blame it on some boy from school and not me. If she dares to disobey me in the slightest way, it's a trip to the basement with her. In the basement, I have all kinds of pliers and clamps and fun things to discipline her. My ******** is gone alot, what with work and dating and going out with friends. I don't blame her, she is still young enough to find a nice new husband after losing Clara's ****** in an auto accident. So Grandpa kindly offers to take care of Clara while mom puts her life back together. Clara is not happy about this, because she knows when she is home alone with Grandpa, she will have to suck his big thick smelly old cock, and take his throbbing dick in her pretty little cunt and asshole. Well, to be honest, her cunt is not so pretty anymore. Not since I began stretching it with my dick and my hand and anything else I care to use. I make her keep her pussy shaved clean so that I can see the puffy stretched out cunt lips and the elongated clit. I have been working on her clit for months now, and it hangs out just like a small dick. She is ashamed of her naked cunt because it is so distorted from all the *****. I think it is very funny. My name is Gerhardt and I fuck my grand********!

Yeah, I am proud of it. I have always been a mean fucker. When I was younger and ran a cry cleaning business, I would hire young Asian and Jew girls to work for me. I would find some way to blackmail them to let me fuck them. I was very good at building up files on my employees, so I had some leverage to use against them. Sometimes I made two of my female employees do a Lesbian fuck and suck show for me while I was sucked off by a third bitch. I lived good. So when I retired, why should I not continue my fuck life. But how? Well my beautiful grand******** was just turning thirteen and her cute young developing body and winning smile got Grandpa's dick hard and dripping more and more. Oh, I always loved the little cunt. I remember when she was quite young, I would bounce her on my lap and my fucker would get rock hard and I would let her feel it between the cheeks of her tiny sweet ass. I would hug her and slide my hand up under her tee shirt and feel her still unbudding titties. I would casually allow my fingers to burrow up under her panties so I could brush against her hairless pussy. I did this as I say when she was quite young, but I thought it nothing more than innocent play. I had no intentions at that time of fucking her in the ass and cunt and mouth. It was not until I retired, and my ********'s husband died, and Clara and her mom moved in with me that I began to seriously consider fucking the **** out of the young bitch. From the way the boys in her eighth grade class looked at her, I could tell she was a fucking cocktease. Boys often had boners in her presence. I knew I had to work hard or she would have her cherry popped by one of the useless skinny teenboy dicks. How much better for her to feel Grandpa's fine thick greasy leaking German sausage, right?

The first time I guess would be considered ****. She fought and cried and begged and sobbed. I had to slap her around a bit, which of course only made my fuckmeat harder. I tried to explain to her that there was not much pussy available for an old German man like myself. Where was I to find nice young juicy cunt? After all, have I not needs as well? Why must the young be so selfish? Do they just want to put me out to pasture? My balls are still full of cum, and I am as horny or more so than I was years ago. I could fuck all the time. It is all I think about. So I raped Clara. Only in the pussy the first time. I stretched that cunt and fucked balls deep with her screaming ****** ******. Her tits were just coming out at the time, so I chewed on those until the nipples were raw and rubbery and stretched. I fucked her three times in quick succession, thrilled that I could still muster up such potency. I felt young again. She was shocked that first day when I grabbed her by the hair and demanded that she lick and suck my filthy dick clean, including all the cum and cunt juice that had accumulated under my thick foreskin. What the fuck is wrong with the young today? Do they learn nothing? Am I supposed to walk around with a sticky, cheesy, slimy cock all day? Am I supposed to let cunt drippings coat and flake on my big hairy scrotum? Did she not realize it is a cunt's duty to clean a dick after a fuck.

I was afraid then for a few days. Afraid she would tell her ******. But I had learned from Dry Cleaning women that if they are ashamed enough by what happened to them, they will keep the secret. This was so with thirteen year old Clara. She was too humiliated to tell anyone. Oh how her young twat must have hurt in the days after that first fuck. She avoided me around the house, and I had to laugh at the slight limp to her walk.

It was four days later when my balls were swollen to bursting with the need to unload that I had a second encounter. I am not without compassion, and when I saw that her cunt lips were still puffy and sore, I decided to teach her how to suck dick instead. I spent over eight hours patiently teaching her how to lick a cock from the root to the tip and into the pisshole. I instructed her how to properly lick a man's scrotum, lifting the balls and coating them with saliva. Once again, she resisted and this time, I had to take a belt to her fine young bare ass to get her to respond. I also taught her how painful it was to have her titties whipped, although I did this more frequently once her tits developed. At this first cocksucking session, I made her say "I love you Grandpa" over and over with my thick prick buried in her mouth. It was so funny. Saliva and snot squirted out of her mouth and nose when she tried to talk with my fucker in her mouth. Such a pretty girl! How I did love her.

It was around this time that I instituted new rules in the house. Whenever her ****** was gone, Clara was to get bare assed naked immediately. She was to remain naked. When she sat, she was to spread he legs as wide as possible so that her cunt was on total display for me. She was to shower, piss and **** with the bathroom door open, so I could watch her. Such a pretty girl, just blossoming into young womanhood. Ach, my dick was hard most of the time. It seems no matter how often I fucked her, I could not bring it down. I felt like a teenage boy in my lust, and here I was at seventy, fucking a thirteen year old bitch.

It was in the second week of our affair that I fucked her in the ass. I was fucking her pussy when I became terribly distracted by the cute winking of her wrinkled little pink asshole. She was crying that I was fucking her too hard and too deep. Quite frankly I was getting sick of her complaining. So I pulled out, used some spit and ****** my fat dickhead into her asshole. You should have heard her scream then. Holy ****, it was really something. After that I would fuck both her holes frequently, often changing from hole to hole with every few strokes. It became obvious to me that I enjoyed giving her pain.

I wanted to change her status at school as well, so I ****** her to go to school wearing tiny cheerleading type skirts with no panties underneath. I also forbid her to wear a bra. I wanted the brown of her nipples to show through her white blouses. Some days I ****** her to go to school with plugs up her cunt and asshole. I even took to stoping by school now and then to visit to make sure she didn't remove them.

Did all of this take a toll on her personality? Of course. I had learned this from my Dry Cleaning cunts. They became quite and sullen and depressed and frightened. Their health and general demeanor declined. But who gives a ****? Right? I mean one can't have everything. When my ******** expressed concern over Clara, I gently told her that girls go through phases, and that is was only a passing thing. The next day, I whipped Clara's tits with the plastic rod from a set of venetian blinds and when her nipples were swollen and sore almost to the point of bursting, I told the cunt that I expected a better attitude from her. Then I filled her with a huge soap and water enema and made her hold it in for forty minutes while I whipped her feet and ass and cunt. After that, she smiled more in public and tried to summon up more energy.

It was just before her fourteenth birthday that I started to piss in her mouth. Who knows what brings on such things. I was not generally into such games. I like to fuck a bitch hard and heavy and unload and that is that. But now with Clara, I began to think of every way I could degrade and ***** and humiliate and hurt her. And so, I began to use her pretty young mouth as a toilet. At first it was only now and then, but eventually I pissed in her mouth every time I had to go, even int he middle of the night. She had to be ready always to ***** Grandpa's pee. My heavy yellow spray of urine hitting her tongue and lips and splashing off her face gave me a really good feeling. I altered my aim on purpose pissing all over her face and hair, and then slapping and blaming her for not *****ing it all. Then I would make her lick the spilled piss off the floor. I began to enjoy watching her crawl rather than walk. As her tits developed, I liked the way they swung and swayed when she crawled. Her brown nipples were now huge and elongated from my constant work on them, and Clara told me no boy would ever want her with such deformed tits. That gave me a good laugh. The truth was what boy would ever want her with what I was doing to her twat? Her cunt lips were constantly puffy and sore. I loved to whip her cunt with my belt. I would wander the house looking for objects to shove up her cunt and asshole The larger and more misshapen the better.

I cannot recall the first time I **** in her mouth. I know it was a a month or so after she turned fourteen. I just felt that since I was pissing in her mouth, I might as well have her taste my **** as well. I had been working with her on eating my ass for a few months, always encouraging her to get her tongue deeper up my rectum. She really resisted me on ass eating. I had a hell of a time training her. For days she fought me and withdrew from everything. She wouldn't go to school, and she hid in the corner of her room and even her closet. I had to be strict with her. I shoved the nozzle of the shower hose up her cunt and turned it on cold. I dragged her down the stairs by her hair into the kitchen and I ****** a rolling pin up her asshole. I ****** her tits into a waffle iron and slammed down the lid and heated it up. I shoved ice cubes up her cunt and asshole. Still she resisted. It was not until I super glued her cunt lips to her thighs to keep her hole spread so I could stick thumb tacks into her inner cunt flesh that she came around and agreed to eat my ****.

The first time she was not very good. she vomited and I had have her lick that up. She kept gagging and spiting and sobbing. I took a **** onto a plate and after tying her down, fed her the **** with a spoon.

It was not until a week later that I was able to squat down and take a **** directly into her mouth.

Do not please think I was unkind. After all she is my grand********. I allowed her all the time in the world to clean herself after a piss and **** session.

You know, I even considered having all her teeth pulled so that she could give a really good cocksuck with her gums. That would feel really great. And they do make really good dentures nowadays, so she would still be presentable in public. But how to explain to her ****** that I am having all her teeth pulled. Ha! That would be something. Not very realistic though. I guess one cannot have everything one wants, right?

I am going to get a big male dog however. I have suddenly developed a longing to see Clara fucked by a dog. I don't know why. Perhaps something I have seen on the internet. I just want to see a big ugly dock cock fucking in and out of her. And I also want to see her sucking on a dog cock. I think that would be really swell. Ach, call me an old dumb German. I have needs and wants. I guess I am pretty lucky all in all to have a cunt around like my grand********. Here is a picture of her sucking my dick. I ****** her to look happy, so all my nice internet friends could see what a good little slut she is. I'm not bad for a man of seventy either, huh? I'm going to sit on her face now and have a nice long ass suck while I watch some World War II documentary films on the History Channel.
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This was a really good one! All about how Hitler planned

a beautiful new Germany with magnificent boulevards and opera houses.

I love television shows like that, rather than all the popular crap

you find on the major networks. Crap like singing contests with cunts

wailing in a different key every few measures. Those fucking whores

should study opera . Then they would learn something. They should

study Wagner. And the male contestants on those shows, have you seen

them? Ach, they wear trousers so tight at the crotch, you can see the

entire shape of their penises and testicles. That is so they can get

the votes of the little teen and pre-teen cunts. You don't think that

is all contrived? I may just be an old retired German who ran a dry

cleaning business for most of his adult life, but I know that the

entire success of that Idol show depends on pre-teen cunt getting wet

pussy over the boys on the program. The little bitches sit glued to

the television while their cunt slop glues them to their chairs and

their fingers dig into their dick ditches. They call their fucking

bffs on their iphones and talk during the show. "Oh, Crissy, isn't

that one cute. Look at the fuck bulge in his pants. He makes me so

hot, I would love him to fuck me!" And they work a couple more fingers

knuckle deep in their dirty little cunts.

None of that for Clara. I repeat, none of that for Clara. I

make her watch decent educational shows on the Discovery Channel and

the History Channel about our beloved Adolph and times when the world

was beautiful and full of hope.

I sit naked on the couch, eating buttered popcorn and ******** beer. I

allow Clara to lie stretched out on the couch beside me, her head

resting on my lap. She is of course naked as well. When her ****** is

not home, which is most of the time, Clara is required to be bare

assed for me at all times, so I can enjoy the sight of her fourteen

year old tits and cunt. She is required to keep her cunt shaved, so I

can see the nice full stretched pussy lips and the long distended

clit. I have been working on that clit for over a year, and it hangs

just like a little cock. It shows what a fucking slut she is.

I have a very large cock. I say this with all modesty, but it

is the truth. My fuckmeat is like some gigantic baloney sausage. Even

soft is is larger than most men's cocks when fully erect, except

perhaps for a Schwartzer now and then. Ach, some of those niggers have

cocks like donkeys. I know because recently I have arranged for some

of them to fuck Clara. I thought it was time she experienced nigger

dick. Anyway, please excuse my wandering mind and my occasional lapses

of good English, as I get older, I slip back into speaking German more

and more. The point I am making here is that I sit with Clara's sweet

head resting on my huge fucker, and that way, every few minutes, she

can turn her sweet face and slup on my cunt stuffing schlong. She will

lick my dick and balls like that for hours while I watch tv. My

seventy year old ten inch fucker has fucked many little girls, but

none as sweet as my own little ************* Clara. I don't talk

about the other little girls I fucked, but I will be happy to discuss

the fuckings of the immigrant cunts who worked for me at my dry

cleaning service. Ha. Part of their job was to keep my fucker happy. I

had a Chinese bitch once, I would make her suck me right in front of

her husband. They were illegal you see, so they needed my protection.

I would fuck the Chink right in front of her husband. sometimes in the

ass, and then make him lick my dick and balls clean. That is a way to

feel real power. That is a way to feel control. Clara is always

licking at my dick and balls. She crawls around the house after me,

tongue hanging from her mouth, trying to lap at my leaking cockhead. I

taught her how to do this. I taught her this is how a bitch must serve

her man. Someday, she will make a fine wife for the right man. A

strong man. If she does not crawl properly and have her tongue hanging

out, I whip her cuntpad with my belt. Oh yes, believe me, I whip her

right on the cunt. Ass whippings are fun for mild amusement, but to

teach a bitch, whip her on the pussy! Her pussy is always available

for punishment. Even when she lies next to me on the couh licking my

dick, she holds her legs wide apart so her teenage cunt is always

available to my gaze and my fingers. She has learned never to close

her legs in the presence of men. It took a long time to teach her

that. She had to learn that her cunt did not belong to her, but to

men everywhere.

So now that Clara is fourteen, I decided it was time she got to

know the boys at her school better. You see, I am not a jealous man by

nature. As long as I come first in my little *************'s life, I

want her well fucked by others as well. I want here to experience the

joy of her teenage years. So I put her on a schedule. I informed her

one evening that starting the next day, she was to suck the dicks of

three boys at her school. Oh my, you should have heard the fuss she

made. You see, school was the only place Clara felt she still had some

dignity and self-esteem. For what does a fucking bitch need

self-esteem I ask you? I made her go to school dressed in very short

skirts with no panties, and see through tops with no bra, so she was

already the talk of the male athletes. The senior boys especially were

chaffing at the bit to get their big teen fuckers up her cunt. But

until now, I had forbidden her to interact with boys in any way. Now I

told her that she would be required to suck three cocks each and every

day at school. It wasn't like she wasn't already a seasoned

cocksucker. She had been sucking the fuckers of me and my friends for

over a year. She practically lived with cock in her mouth around the

house. But I wanted her to have some healthy interaction with boys her

own age or slightly older. It is not good for a girl of fourteen to

only associate with Grandpa and his over the hill gang. Ha!

You would have thought her world was coming to and end. She

sobbed. She begged. She pleaded with me not to make her do nasty

things with the boys of her school. It seems she wanted to maintain

some shred of her dignity and respect. She said she would lose all her

girlfriends as well as any respect from the boys. But I was firm. One

must be firm when dealing with teenage cunt. What the fuck do they

know? I insisted that she suck three cocks a day. I was very kind to

her. We looked through a year book, and I told her should pick the

senior boys she wanted to suck herself. I gave her some guidance of

course. I suggested which high school jocks (that is what they call

them) looked as if they might have the largest cocks. Of course you

can't really know from photos in a year book, but still, it was some

help. I wanted her to suck the very best, so I would often comment.

"Oh no darling, he is too ugly. You want a big handsome lad with a

fucking hammer between his legs to suck. How about this one, captain

of the football team?"

Clara would cry. "He has a girlfriend already, and besides he

would never want me."

There now, you see, how some girls have such terrible

self-images? I would not have it. I told her," Clara you are a

beautiful young bitch. You can have any boy you choose to if you just

offer to suck his dick and let him fuck you. Any one of these boys

would let you suck them. Even if they have girlfriends, they are

always on the lookout for an extra cocksucker or two. That's how boys

are at that age. They will never turn down a bitch who wants to slurp

their fuckmeat and lap at their big swinging balls. That is what boys

that age live for. They are looking for pussy twenty-four hours a day.

And once you approach one of the boys and ask him very politely if you

may please suck his nice big beautiful dick, he will tell his friends

and you will become very popular. Trust me. I know what I am talking

about."

Clara implored me not to make her suck boys from her school.

She offered to suck all my friends with increased enthusiasm, and I

reminded her that she needed to always suck the very best she could,

no matter whose dick it was she was servicing. Then I grew bored with

her begging, and so I kicked her hard in the cunt. I told her I would

make sure she was not lying to me in a very simple way. She would get

the email address of every boy she sucked, and then the night after

she sucked the boy, she would send him a thank you note, telling him

how handsome his dick was, and how she would gladly suck him any time

he wanted.

The first few dicks were not easy for her. She came home from

school crying and continued to cry, as I made her describe in detail

the boys and their cocks and where and how she sucked them. She told

me they called her a fucking slut and spit on her after she sucked all

three of them off. I laughed and told her her mistake was to suck all

three together. That was rather sluttish. She should have approached

three boys separately. She told me she tried, but the first boy told

his buddies and so it became a four-way, three big teenage dicks and

her mouth. Well that was the start. The next day, the same three boys

wanted more mouth action. And they said they had friends who also

wanted their dicks sucked. Clara was hysterical and asked me what she

could do. My answer was simple. "Suck them!" I immediately increased

the number of dick she would have to suck each day to six. She had to

suck the cocks of six senior boys in her school every day. She sucked

one or two in the morning before classes, and some at lunch, and she'd

even give a quickie between classes. She did so well, that by week

two in increased the number to ten cocks a day. She would come home

from school with her lips and tongue swollen and sore. Those boys were

quite rough. Word got out she was a fucking slut. Boys started to call

the home, wanting dates with her. I knew they only wanted her to suck

them. Here she was at fourteen years old sucking the cocks of ten boys

each day at school, and there were even more boys who were waiting in

line. I told her very nicely that she must never turn a boy down. If

she turned a boy down, she would get a reputation as a fucking whore

and slut and cock teasing bitch. I told her she must always try to

satisfy every boy who wanted it. The fucking teenage bitch sobbed and

told me that she couldn't possibly satisfy all the boys who were

hitting on her all day at school. They pinched her tits in class, and

brushed up against her and felt her cunt in the hallway. I told her

she just had to do her best. Of course the other girls at her school

now hated her. I told my little Clara they were just jealous because

she was so popular. It was then that I increased the number of dicks

she had to suck at school to fifteen a day. The boys loved ot shoot

all over her face and make her go to class that way. She would come

home a fucking mess with cum stains and pecker tracks all over her

face and clothing.
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First thing when she entered the house, she would strip naked

and kneel in front of me and kiss my dick. "Were you a good girl at

school today?" I would ask her, and she would nod and sniff back a

tear or two. Then we would look in the yearbook together and I would

have her point out the boys she had sucked that day. I would ask her

questions like, "How big was he? What were his balls like? Were his

balls hairy?"

She confessed to me that going to school was a horror now, as

boys were all over her. She was having difficulty now as sophomore and

junior boys were also hitting on her.

"Well my sweet little Clara cunt, you will just have to start

sucking off sophomore and junior boys too." As I said this, I rubbed

my leaking dick all over her pretty fourteen year old face.

"Granpa, I always try to obey you, but I just cannot suck any

more dick. I am sick to my stomach all day and get cramps from

swallowing all the cum. The boys won't let me wipe it off, and so it

dries on my face. Teachers are starting to notice what a mess I am."

"Clara you are a fucking selfish cunt! Don't you think fifteen

and sixteen year old boys have sexual needs too? Here you suck the

dicks of seventeen and eighteen year old boys, and those poor younger

boys have to be happy with their hands."

"Why can't they have their own girlfriends suck them?" She was

pissing me off, so I twisted her distended nipples.

'You fucking slut! Not every girl is a fucking cock hungry whore

like you are. Some bitches won't put out. It's your job to help those

boys. We can do it, if we just budget our time properly. So from now

on, let's say you will suck fifteen seniors, five Juniors and five

Sophomores."

She had the arrogance to look at me, as if I were mad. "Every

day. You want me to suck that many cocks every day?" She began to

tremble. I rubbed my scrotum over her fourteen year old face.

"Well, you can always have some of them fuck you instead, I

suppose, but that could be opening up a real can of worms. Once word

got out you were an easy fuck, you would have no peace all day. Now, I

want to help you Clara. If you can't stand swallowing so much cum each

day, request more boys to shoot off on your face. To budget the time,

go back to what you did on your very first day as a school cocksucker,

take care of three or four boys at once. Have a group of them take

you down to the Boys' Locker Room. There you can satisfy a large chunk

of your quota in a short amount of time. Also, you may have to suck

some some of the boys after school, as well as at lunch. Don't worry

about not having time to eat your lunch. All that sperm is really good

protein for you. But don't think for one minute that sucking off

twenty boys each day at school will excuse you from sucking off me and

my friends at night, or from getting fucked by us. We have needs too

Clara!' While I spoke, I gently slapped her face with my swollen

prick. Cock slime covered her face."

"Grandpa, please, for the love of God, I am begging you. I

don't think I can suck so much cock. I try. I try to be good every

day, but It's so hard. I can't think clearly in class any more. All

the kids at school call me a whore and a fucking slut and worse. They

spit on me when I pass. They open my blouse and make me show my tits

in the hallway. They snap rubber bands at my nipples and my pussy. My

tongue is coated with cum all day. I cannot get the taste of it out of

my mouth. I'm losing weight and I can't ***** at night. Cory Marple,

the captain of the football team wants me to suck off every boy on the

team after the game on Friday."

"What an honor, Claa. Make sure you do a good job. Their dicks

and balls will be really sweaty after a game. Why not give each boy a

nice long ass suck as well. That will impress them."

"But Grandpa, there are over twenty-seven boys on the Football team."

"That will be quite an adventure for you. See if they want

their sweaty feet licked clean as well. Maybe you could become the

team mascot and suck them after every game."

She collapsed in a puddle of tears. I threw her onto her back

knelt down and rammed my big fat grandpa dick into her bald

************* cunt. I slammed her balls deep and pushed as hard as I

could to hurt her.

"I am sick and tired of your fucking complaining. I want you to

cheerfully suck cock! I want you to smile at the boys and thank the

for their big fat wet jock dicks. And if you are not careful, I am

going to make you start getting fucked five or six times a day at

school! So watch it. Now tighten that slut cunt and fuck back,

Bitch!" Of course I would eventually have her getting fucked all day

at school. I wanted her fucking so much that eventually she was caught

and expelled. But that was in the future. For now, she was Grand-dads

little high school cocksucker!
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Lisa a beautiful young woman was standing in front of the mirror and watching her picture of a proper young woman. Her brunette hair was short cut and going only to the neck. It gave her a very sportive look. She was a sportive and fit girl, no doubt, but it was hard to see for a stranger. Lisa always dressed in long and high closed shirts, her shortest hem only goes up to her knees, even when she was jogging she wears surf shorts to cover the most of her shapely and muscular legs. You would not have found some cloth in her room which revealing more skin than necessary. For the beach she owned only an one-piece swimsuit with a floral print which masks her curvy figure and middle sized firm breast perfectly. Yes, Lisa was a young woman who could turn a man into an ****** from the first sight if he could see her nude, but she was prude like an iceberg and would never allow a man to see more than necessary or even touch her in an intimated way before she gets married with him. Even when the boys from school or workers on the street whistle at her, she only snarls at them. And if you stand closer to her, you could see the profound glance she had for the whistler.

Now Lisa was waiting for her date, George would pick her up to go to the cinema. It would be a ten mile drive because Lisa, her brother Danny and her parents lived in a rural country town near Columbia South Carolina.

Lisa was dating George now for almost six month and called him her boyfriend. George who waited six months before he could date Lisa for the first time, had to learn that they were a couple now, but Lisa would not allow more sexual intercourse than holding hands and a kiss or hug from time to time.

George tried to be the knightly guy Lisa was dreaming off but from time to time he lost control and met with his friends to spend a weekend at Caswell Beach. Here they had access to a property with beach access where nobody could see what´s going on behind the fence. The parties were legendary and if Lisa would have known she would denigrate George at all people she knew.

It has been a wonderful and sunny Friday, today. But now it was getting cooler to the evening, and Lisa was dressed with Jeans, turtleneck shirt and a jacket from her favorite football team. George came on time and after a short talk with Danny, who told him that their parents were on vacation over the weekend, Lisa and George left for the cinema.

It was a romantic movie and a couple of minutes after they darkened the room, Lisa rested her head on George´s shoulder. He took her in his arm and started to caress her arm and side. When Lisa purred like a cat, George started carefully to fondle the side of her breast. Immediately Lisa rose into an upright sitting position and tossed George´s arm away.

For the next minutes she watched the movie with a stony look. But to make thinks worse, the actress in the movie stripped for her lover (you could only see her back). Lisa lifted her hand and tried to blindfold George preventing him from seeing naked flesh. She stood up grabbed his hand and started to leave the cinema with the words:

"Come on George, this is a porn movie, I want to leave. NOW!"

The Interstate was closed due to an accident, so George was ****** to take the little streets, on their drive back.

"How can you do this to me, I thought you love me?" Lisa started.

"What do you mean?" George asked baffled.

"Take me to a porn movie and try to **** me!" Lisa barked back, tears in her eyes.

"ÄÄÄHHH what" George didn´t understand a word.

"They started to fuck in this movie and worst of all you tried to fondle my breast, that´s ..." Lisa found not the word.

George got angry and losing his voice he screamed: "If I want to **** you, it would not be in the cinema by caressing your breast. I would fuck your proper and honest brain out of your beautiful head!"

Lisa winced about the harsh words of her boyfriend, started to sob heavily and slide as far away from George as she could.

George left the street and drove into a small field path leading into the woods.

After he was sure they were far enough into the woods and the car was not visible from the street, he stopped.

Lisa couldn´t believe what he was doing and when she recognized what her boyfriend had in mind she tried to open the door to escape. George reacted quick, he grabbed her hair and pulled her over to him. Opening his door he pulled her outside and throw her into the dirt.

"Stand up, it´s your own fault. Now you´ve to show me the things you prevented me to see in the cinema." George commanded.

Lisa, shocked, didn´t really understand, trembling she stood up. Sobbing she pleads:" Please George, I love you. Please don´t do this to me. I never will tell anybody what happened. Please bring me home."

"It´s too late hon, now I will see what you´re keeping so long as a secret; your body. It´s time to strip, NOW!!" George commanded with an evil grin.

Lisa saw in George´s face that she has lost, there was no change to make a deal. Now she had to act as commanded to prevent more possible pain. Slowly she started to remove her jacket, than she pulled her turtleneck shirt over her head, revealing a wonderful pair of boobs, covered with a white satin bra. With trembling fingers she started to unbutton her jeans, pushing it down to her ankles.

"Remove your shoes, step out of the trousers and strip you nylons. Quick!" George commanded.

Sobbing heavily, Lisa did as she was told. Her tidy clothes were lying in the dirt. Covering her breast with one arm and her private area between her legs with the other hand, she tried again:

"Please George, it´s enough. Please stop here, I´m freezing and want to go home. I swear I won´t tell anybody"

"Ha, this is first the beginning of your penalty" George said.

He took her nylons from the ground.

"Turn around with hands on your back" he commanded.

Lisa turned around folding her hands on her back. George stepped behind her, with one foot her parted her legs a little bit, so that Lisa was standing now with light spread legs. Than he tied her hands with her own nylons on her back. He turned her around and with a fast move ripped her bra from her body, revealing a perfect set of white boobs with hard nipples poking towards him.

Lisa let out a scream from the pain the ripping fabric caused on her shoulders and back.

George slammed her face, immediately his fingerprints grew as red marks on her cheek.

"Hope you know to be quite, I don´t want to hear any sound from you again. Understood?" He asked.

Lisa nodded, biting on her lower lip, trying to bear the pain.

A fast move and Lisa lost her panties, showing a neatly trimmed pussy.

"Open your mouth, bitch" her former boyfriend commanded.

Hesitant, she opened her mouth and George pressed her torn slip into her mouth, gagging her perfectly. Her turned her around and pushed her on the hood of his car, spreading her legs with his feet.

Lisa felt the motor heat on her boobs and belly, the hood was hot like a pan. Lisa thought she gets roasted because she never sensed such a temperature before.

She screamed into her gag as George´s cock rammed into her virgin pussy, ripping her hymen and stretching her vagina to an unknown size. Thrust after thrust, George rammed his massive member into the meantime well lubricated pussy of his victim.

After a couple of minutes, where Lisa was pushed over the hot motor hood with each thrust, George exploded inside the "new woman". He shot his hot seed deep inside Lisa.


George took Lisa´s turtleneck shirt from the ground and cleaned his with virgin ***** strains covered cock with it. Then he grabbed the exhausted woman on her arms, dragged her to her feet and let her to the trunk of his car. He released the cover and pushed the poor woman inside. Took some tape from the tool box, tied her feet together and secured the slip in her mouth. He collected her on the ground spread cloth and put them into the trunk also. Ignoring her pleading sight, he closed the cover of the trunk with the words: "I´m sure honey we will have a wonderful weekend."

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Culbuté dans un parc


Je m'appelle Karim, j'ai 35ans et je suis un peu en rondeurs.
Mon histoire s'est passée il y a 10ans, un jour j'étais dans un grand parc à côté de chez moi en short et je faisais du jogging de bon matin j'avais fait deux tours du parc quand soudain je vois devant moi un malabar tout en muscle qui s'est mis sur mon chemin les bras croisés, j'ai essayé de l'éviter sur sa gauche mais rien n'y fait, il s'est déplacé et je me suis retrouvé bloqué par sa poitrine, je commençais à trembler tellement j'avais peur que ce soit un voleur qui pourrait me faire du mal s'il ne trouvait rien sur moi car justement je n'avais rien sur moi.
Il me fixa dans les yeux et me fit signe de passer devant lui vers un bosquet qui était sur le côté. Je me suis exécuté tout tremblant et me dirigeais vers l'endroit qui était désert.
Et là, il me somma de m'agenouiller ce que je fis sans résistance,et portant sa main à sa braguette, il sortit une chose énorme qu'il me présenta; c'était un sexe gros comme un boudin au repos il faisait facilement 20cm et une épaisseur à faire tressaillir les grandes stars du porno.
Il m'ordonna d'ouvrir la bouche et m'y enfourna le monstre, j'avais la bouche grande ouverte mais je ne pouvais pas le rentrer en entier car il était démesuré, j'avais l'habitude de sucer des bites grosses mais celle là était hors normes avec un gros champignon rose en guise de verge, je suffoquais mais lui poussait *** sexe jusqu'au fond de ma gorge.
Il y était arrivé mais je n'avais que le tiers en bouche et lui commençait à imprimer des va et vient de plus en plus violents qui me donnèrent l'impression d'être violé par la bouche, des larmes coulaient sur mes joues tellement j'avais mal mais j'appréciais cette intrusion et malgré que je suffoquais, je continuais à le pomper avec hardiesse, il continua de me baiser la bouche et à un moment, il s'était raidi et m'empoignant par les cheveux, il me tira vers *** bas ventre et déchargea un geyser de sperme au fond de ma gorge qui faillit me suffoquer, il ne me lâcha que lorsque j'eus intégralement ingurgité *** foutre salé.
Il me prit par les épaules et me fit retourner et mis à quatre pattes, là, je me suis dit ça va être ma fête car même ayant l'habitude de me faire prendre par des hommes bien foutus j'avais des appréhensions sur la capacité de mon cul à honorer ce mastodonte.
Il me cracha en plein trou et se mit à me doigter, par un puis deux puis trois doigts pour me préparer au sacrifice, me sentant prêt, il pointa le champignon entre mes fesses et poussa *** ventre contre mes fesse, j'eus un haut le coeur et je sentis que j'allais m'évanouir tellement c'était douloureux mais l'envie prit le dessus sur cette lancinante douleur et je me surpris à en demander encore plus malgré que j'avais l'impression d'avoir le cul déchiré par cette protubérance inégalable et je poussais à présent mes fesses vers le bonheur que me procurait l'énorme intrusion et là il me prit par les épaules et d'un seul coup m'enfonça la totalité de *** sexe; j'ai hurlé comme un écorché tellement c'était douloureux mais passé cet instant, je le suppliais de me baiser fort, de m'exploser le cul, de faire de moi ce qu'il voulait car j'étais sa femme, *** jouet, sa pouliche et qu'en véritable étalon, il avait le droit de faire de moi ce qu'il voulait.
Mes paroles avaient dû l'exciter au plus haut point car maintenant, il me pilonnait littéralement le cul avec *** obus tout en me traitant de pouffiasse, de chienne et de lopette avide de sexe.
Je ne savais plus ce que je disais ni combien de fois j'ai joui tellement c'était intense et j'étais fier d'avoir pu gober par le cul ce que je n'avais pas pu le faire par la bouche.
Je le sentis se raidir, il me prit les bras les tira vers lui et poussa de toutes ses ****** *** ventre contre mes fesses, je l'avais en moi jusqu'à la garde, il ne bougea plus et *** sexe fut pris de soubresauts avant de décharger une tonne de foutre qui m'éclaboussa les entrailles; je me suis laissé tomber à plat ventre et dans ma chute, il s'affala sur moi, me fit tourner la tête et m'embrassa longuement et langoureusement tout en continuant à se vider les couilles dans mon trou qui devait être aussi grand qu'une gouttière.
Il me laissa le cul en l'air et vint me présenter *** dard devant mon visage pour que je le nettoie, ce que je fis avec bonheur et ayant terminé il me dit de revenir le lendemain au même endroit, ce qui eut l'effet de me donner des palpitations car j'avais tellement envie de refaire la même chose mais je lui dis que ce serait bien s'il venait chez moi car j'habitais seul et que dorénavant, je le considérais comme mon mari et qu'étant sa femme, il pouvait disposer de moi quand il voulait à la mai***.
Il a accepté et depuis je suis comblé par tous les trous et dans toutes les positions à n'importe quel moment de la journée et ça c'est une autre histoire que je vous raconterai plus tard.

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trop salope


.Mois d'avril, de retour des courses, en petite robe blanche s'arrêtant aux genoux et escarpins, ma mère a un string rouge transparent en dessous, je me demande comment elle n'a pas pu se faire accoster sous cette matinée ensoleillée.


Le téléphone ***ne, ma mère réclame des sous, c'est le gars de la dernière fois qui l'a filmé, il dit qu'il ne paiera pas sous cette argument, il peut montrer la vidéo et photo à tout le monde et que c'est une salope...


Ma mère refuse l'invitation à le rejoindre dans le bureau de *** entreprise... il lui donne un ultimatum.


Ma mère est prise au piège, elle a 5 minutes pour rappeler...

De plus, ils connaissent notre adresse. Je lui conseille d'y aller, que je serai là en cas de débordement, médusée, elle accepte finalement, je sens *** excitation et *** énervement, je lui touche l'entrejambe. « Tu mouilles maman tu vois » « j'y peux rien »

17heures, on part à l'adresse, une entreprise de livrai***.
On rentre, monte avec l'ascenseur, entre au bon bureau je vois deux jeunes qui me disent quelque chose et le père.

Il m'explique que c'est ses frères jumeaux, tous deux de 18 ans! Ils veulent tremper leurs queues dans une bonne pute de mère.
« Putain la pute regarde »
« Wep je la baise cette pétasse »


Les deux jeunes n'arrêtent pas de la toucher, il la déshabille maladroitement, ma mère impuissante se laisse faire.
Totalement sans une touche de charme, ils lui crachent dessus, tapent dans ses seins, lui donnent la fessée, jouent avec *** string...



Attentif je regarde ce spectacle, puis le père je le prends à l'écart, après explication, lui dit sèchement qu'il n'est pas maître de la situation. Il cautionne.


De retour, je vois que ma mère prend *** pied avec ses 2 jeunes qui la ***********, *** corps est entièrement léché, allongé sur une table, elle prend chère,


Le père y passe aussi après avec moi histoire de « lui faire la vidange »
Pour nous faire pardonner, ils nous invitent à dîner, nous acceptâmes, pendant ce temps ma mère remet *** string, sa robe et ses escarpins comme si rien ne s'était passé.


On part en direction de leur mai***, avec beau jardin et piscine.
Après maintes discussions, nous sommes partis, et nous restèrent en contact.


Ma mère avait désormais trouvé ses amants, 3 jeunes et un adulte qu'elle aimait beaucoup.
En plus, mon pote, le black venait de temps la soulager avec *** cousin, 2 bites blacks pour *** cul rose, sans oublier Mr untel, « le vieux pervers » de 61 ans, et bien sûr moi-même, au total 8 queues pour elle, gourmande.


Les petits jeunes et leur père avaient un jour un service à demander à ma mère, assez dingue qui étaient de remplacer leur mère et de se faire passer pour elle devant une convocation parents profs avec leur prof d'histoire dont il ne les aimait pas, pris à la rigolade au début, ce défi prenait forme, et maman jouait le jeu... se faire passer pour une grosse catin!


Je l'avais vu partir ce jour là, d'une petite robe noir qui moulait *** cul et aspirait le tissu, on pouvait facilement devinait *** string... c'est moi qui lui avait acheté, un petit string rose exquis qui passe finement bien sur *** anus et sur le contour de ses lèvres, mode d'emploi de ma mère qui a les trous vides et veut les remplir: soulever sa robe juste un peu, écarter délicatement le string et introduisez-y vous pour votre plus grand plaisir.


Cela s'était terminé en partie de jambes en l'air. Une queue de plus à *** palmarès...

Il y avait une autre relation que je ne connaissais pas, ma suceuse de mère se faisait sauter par *** demi-frère, elle m'avoua cela il y a peu, il fallait s'en douter, 4 ans plus jeune qu'elle, il se l'était tapé en vacances lorsqu'il avait 18 ans. Il avait fait éruption dans sa chambre pendant qu'elle se masturbait, pris en flagrant délit, lui s'avança vers elle toujours avec la banane dans sa chatte, elle ne disait rien, il sortit sa queue ...


Depuis à chaque fois qu'il vient en camping, il y invite ma mère qui ne refuse pas à le rejoindre avec ses potes, et aujourd'hui, c'est ce fameux jour... elle reçoit un sms de sa part


J'ouvre la porte de la salle de bain, elle met un bikini, et enfile une robe blanche, chapeau et lunettes, elle part à une soirée à côté de la plage non loin du camping ou elle a pris rdv, me fait une bise et part s'amuser.

Je décide aussi d'y aller avec les 2 jeunes que j'appellerai olive et tom, c'est assez connu et il y aura beaucoup de filles.
Soirée en pleine air, on délire comme des fous, bonne musique, alcool, animations bonne ambiance, je cherche ma mère mais ne la trouve pas...

Tard dans la soirée, il y a une élection miss bikini, j'ai la vague impression qu'elle doit s'y trouver. Avec marc et olive, on approche et on reconnaît un moment donné ma mère qui défile, elle doit faire un petit tour proche du public, se retourner 3 4 fois lentement et repartir, elle la joue sexy, trop sexy, et c'est la même pour les autres, je suis sûr qu'elle terminera dans les premières malgré *** âge, cependant beaucoup la siffle positivement, je sais qu'elle doit se réjouir.

J'avais bien rai***, elle fini sur le podium en étant 3 ème... à ce moment j'aperçois un petit groupe qui l'acclame vraiment fort, c'est eux.


On organise une filature, ma mère se détache de la fête avec ses baiseurs, on les suit jusqu'au camping, elle est un peu bourrée, et toujours en bikini,


Ils s'approchent d'un bungalow et on aperçoit de loin qu'elle commence à les sucer, ils ***t 8 en tout mais il y a aussi une autre femme, quand je pense qu'ils vont tous passer sur *** corps, putain cette grosse pute.

Toujours au loin on observe la situation, on a bonne vue. Ils ricanent, des bruits de jouissance se font entendre...

elles se font baiser à tour de rôle... ils ne font pas semblant... ceci dit je remarque qu'elles ***t attachées, les mains liés à la poutre.

Les 2 trous sur pattes s'en prennent plein... 1 heure après, cela se termine, ils repartent vers la soirée mais elles non, elles ***t toujours attachées dans l'obscurité...


15 minutes plus tard, ils reviennent, ils ***t plus, au moins une dizaine.., je suis choqué, cette situation m'excite. Ils ***t l'air super heureux, cela ne m'étonne pas. Ils commencent à mettre de la musique, j'ai la bonne impression qu'ils vont continuer la soirée ici. je sais qu'elle doit prendre *** pied ou qu'elle a pris, malgré tout, j'ai peur qu'elle se fasse abusé, avec marc et olive, on prend la décision d'appeler la police depuis une cabine, après tout c'est notre salope et pas la leur, si elle est consentante, la police la laissera s'amuser et eux aussi sinon ils feront le vide...


On retourne à notre cachette, la police arrive au bout d'un certain temps. La musique s'arrête durant 2 minutes puis reprend ! Je ne vois per***ne qui ressort !!

Rien ne sert de rester là, on se tire... les enculés.
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Family ****** in Kenya


Gatamaiyo Forest Nature Preserve. This is where Abigail discovered the baby leopard tortoise. It was so cute, that when she saw it she had to have it. So, she picked it up and popped it in her purse. She didn't even tell her brother, Heath, about it until much later.

Actually, back at the hotel, Heath saw some movement in her purse, jumped up and said, "hey, there's something in your purse."

He reached for a shoe to beat to death whatever had snuck into his sister's purse. But Abigail giggled and went over.... picked up the purse, to Heath's shock and dismay, and pulled the cute tortoise out.

"What the hell is that," he asked?

"Oh, I found her today, at the Nature Preserve," Abigail said, giggling.

"Her? That thing is probably a boy turtle," he said.

"Shows you what you know. A turtle lives around water. This is a tortoise."

"Anyway, it's a dumb idea. Wait until ****** finds out about it. You're going to get in trouble. You can't go picking up any of the wildlife here."

"OH, Heath, you're such a killjoy. Who's going to miss a cute little girl tortoise anyway?"

Abigail was no longer a *****. At 16, she was a well-built younger version of her ******. She was, however, a willful ***** and compared to Heath, she gave her ******, Clifford, and her ******, Margaret, plenty of worry.

The family's vacation in Kenya had gone smoothly. Over 10 days they traveled to Mombasa, Nairobi and went as far as Kisumu on Lake Victoria. They visited Mt. Kenya National Park and got to see a lot of wildlife. Along the way, Heath managed to score a piece of rhino horn, to show his mates back in Portsmouth. And from a street seller, Mum had bought some sandalwood. So, when they went through customs on the way home, they ran into trouble. All three items were prohibited. The soon met Senior Customs Official, Howard Owiti. (Readers will want to read Kenyan Customs Nightmare and Sex Slaves of Kenya by Shabbadew2002 to learn more about Owiti and his scams.)

One of the customs people began to suspect something from the way Abigail was walking. A female officer took her into a room and that's when the leopard tortoise was discovered under the teen's skirt. And Margaret's sandalwood and Heath's rhino horn were soon uncovered as well.

Cavity Search

The family was then taken one-by-one into an examination room and subjected to a through search. Girls first and then the boys in a small, hot, airless room. This was done by two female guards. First, they made ****** and ******** strip in front of each other. As the two removed an article of clothing, they had to hand it to a guard, who then examined the garment. The older, heavyset guard, named Ambala, wore a pair of latex gloves. She ordered them, sweating and blushing to bend over and rest their upper bodies on the table.

"Spread your legs open wide," she said to them. "Wider."

Both ****** and ******** shuffled their feet to comply. They exchanged glances and a look of mutual embarrassment passed between them. Ambala loved the opportunity to humiliate mzungus (whites). She knew how to do it in a way that made both men and women experience shame. Often she was able to sexually her victims during the exam. Having these two white women bent over a table with their pussies and assholes shamefully exposed was deeply satisfying for her.

Ambala turned her attention to Margaret, who groaned now that she was facing the ordeal. She worked one and then two fingers into the 38 year old ******'s pussy - rummaging around and pressing on her G-spot. All of this was ostensibly an exam to see if she was hiding "contraband". She soon had Margaret moaning. Finally, Ambala lubricated the Englishwoman's anus with a fresh dab of ointment and worked a finger into her rectum. She worked it this way and that and soon made Margaret pant, squirm and groan with the intrusion. Finally, she pulled her finger out.

Neema, the other guard, was actually Ambala's ********. She pulled on pair of gloves.... lubricated two fingers....and went to work on Abigail. She quickly discovered the girl had no hymen. The 16 year old teen wasn't a virgin. She penetrated her and twisted her finger this way and that and then ****** two fingers in deeper to examine the girl's vagina thoroughly. Abigail whimpered as this was a very humiliating. When Neema had plumbed her depths and then pressed on her G-Spot, Abigail began to pant and then squeal as a burst of urine spurted from her urethra.

Abigail went, "Oh...oh...oh...OH..OH..OHHHHHHH," as the pressure on her bladder became too great.

Then Neema fingered the teen in her shithole. By the time she was done, Abigail was near tears. It had been an appalling experience for both women. They were allowed to dress and when they came out of the room, both husband and ***, seeing their faces, went pale as they contemplated having to undergo the same degrading experience.

Once he and his *** were inside the exam room, 42 year old Clifford protested being ****** to strip in front of the two women and his ***, but discovered he had no choice. Heath also found it extremely demeaning to have to take his clothes off as well. Both ****** and ***, when they were naked, put their hands over their cocks - trying for some dignity. Ambala told them to lean on the table and bend over.

When they were both in position, she told Clifford, "Pull your cheeks apart."

Humiliated, he had to do as he was told. She then began to lubricate his anus. He felt his asshole clench ************* when she began to rub ointment all over his anus. Then he groaned as she wormed her index finger into his hole, stretching first the outer sphincter.... and then the inner ring of muscle. He grunted at each *********. He lowered his face so that he was cradling it between his upper arms. In truth, he wanted to hide.

Heath was looking away, but as Neema began to penetrate his asshole, found himself turned into a "hand puppet" too. Neema, who was 21 and cute, had a field day examining her teenage victim. The boy began to groan softly as she worked her finger deeper into his rectum. When she found his prostate, she pressed and rubbed the walnut sized organ. She turned to Ambala and murmured something, in Swahili, that while she wasn't finding any contraband, she'd discovered he had a sensitive prostate gland.

As she palpated it, Heath began to groan. He was deeply shamed by the whole scene and realized, much to his horror, that his prick was starting to react. He tried to will himself not to feel anything, but try as he might, he couldn't do it. He snuck a peek between his legs to see his prick stiffening, much to his ***********. 'Oh ******* he thought to himself, 'please don't get a 'woodie' now.' His prick began to throb and twitch - growing stiffer. Soon, a drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip, shaming him even more. Both women now instructed the men to stand up, turn around and put their hands behind their heads.

17 year old Heath wanted to die, he was so ashamed. He knew that his prick would be on full display, but he had no choice.

"Put your hands behind your head, please," Neema ordered him.

Both women proceeded to take ****** and ***'s pricks in hand and pushed back their foreskins to examine under their prepuces for contraband. Ambala told the men what they were doing, but it didn't make it any easier for them.

Now that they were done, Ambala turned to Clifford and said, "OK, you're both 'clean'. You may get dressed."

After this ordeal, Clifford and Margaret Bennett found themselves in front of Senior Customs official, Howard Otitis, in his small office.

"I'm going to have to report the theft of the tortoise to the Kenyan Wildlife Service," he said looking gravely.

"Is that serious," asked Clifford. He was slim man with a receding hairline and glasses. He looked serious and thoughtful. As the general manager of the Cascades Shopping Centre in Portsmouth, England, he was used to being able to deal with problems.

"They may even have to notify Interpol," Owiti added. "Smuggling wildlife out of Kenya is a serious offense. And the rhino horn....well you know how few of these creatures there are left in the wild. The sandalwood is also on the restricted list, but this is not as serious. Unfortunately, you and your family could be facing arrest. I can notify the British Consulate. You will need to hire a local attorney to represent you."

The couple came to the realization that they had stumbled into a hornet's nest. After this interview, they were shuttled from one office to another and after four hours, they were all fairly well frazzled when they were unceremoniously dumped back into a big, empty holding area. A somewhat brusque representative from the British Embassy, wearing a rumpled suit, showed up and made the couple more nervous. He told them that these cases can be "sticky" and that he would recommend an attorney.

"When can we go home," Clifford asked him?

"Well, it's not clear at this point. It all depends on how the government decides to look at your situation. Sometimes these things can get worked out fairly easily and well....other times, the Kenyan government takes a harder approach. It all depends on how many scandals are in the papers...That sort of thing. If they want to come off looking like they're cracking down on foreigners....then a situation like yours might be dealt with more harshly. It all depends..."

He was not very encouraging. And in the meantime, there was discussion about whether or not they would be turned over to the local police in Nairobi. The family, now all realizing the stewpot they were in began to hurl about recriminations. Clifford lost his temper at one point and berated Abigail for her thoughtlessness in absconding with the tortoise. But he didn't confine his anger to his ********. Both his wife and *** came in for their share of recriminations about their foolishness too.

And, then, embarrassed, Clifford apologized after Abigail began sniffling. She was upset by her ******'s outburst. She was closer to her Mum, and she and her ****** had often come to angry words and hard feelings over her rebellious ways.

The Bribe

Clifford moved over the far side of the room to think everything over. Owiti had dropped some hints that there might be a way for the them to avoid being enmeshed in the Kenyan legal system. So, Clifford, in reviewing this, decided to approach the Senior Customs Official. He asked the guard outside the door to see Owiti again. The Senior Customs Official again met with him in his office. He had his number one man, officer Kibwe, with him.

"You wanted to see me," Owiti began?

"Yes...hmmm.....I....uh.....well....I wanted to see if there was anything I could do to "expedite" this situation."

"I see. Well, you've met with a representative from your embassy. What did he advise you to do."

"Well, he said he would recommend an attorney."

"Well, that seems to be it," Owiti said.

"Well, I had the impression that you could be of help."

"In what way?"

"Well, if you could see to it that ....you know....perhaps the evidence or the paperwork ....you know...sort of disappeared...well..."

"Are you offering me something.... if such a thing were possible?"

"Well....yes."

"How much are you offering?"

"Oh...say...100,000 Kenyan shillings?"

"I see. Officer Kibwe, note that Mr. Bennett is offering me a bribe of 100,000 shillings to help him avoid the legal consequences of his family's actions. Mr. Bennett, let me advise you that I have been recording this conversation as well."

With that, he lifted a paper off his desk to reveal a small portable tape recorder - its little wheels spinning and recording everything.

"Adding bribery to your problems was not a good idea, Mr. Bennett."

As Kibwe escorted Clifford out of the office, the poor man felt pangs of anxiety in his chest. He had blundered. He was led back to the holding area where his wife and family waited. They would sit there another hour, sweating with the *****ren asking too many questions that the couple couldn't answer. Ostensibly, they were waiting to see if the Nairobi police would be arriving to take them to the central jail. And then, Kibwe came in and took Margaret aside.

"In a few minutes, ask to go to the Ladies room," is all he said.

When she emerged in the hallway, he took her to see Owiti.

"How cooperative are you willing to be, Mrs. Bennett," he asked?

Margaret eyed him carefully. Apparently, something was "up"....the question was: where was this man leading her?

"I would be willing to do anything rea***able....."

"You'll have to suck some cock."

"Oh....OH. When?"

"Right now."

"Do I have your word that my family will be released? And there'll be no repercussions?"

"If you cooperate; and do everything I tell you. Yes."

Margaret took a deep breath and said, "Uh......OK...ok.....I'll do it. I'll do it, if it means we can go home."

Owiti took her to the men's room and locked the door. He began feeling her up. He grabbed and squeezed her tits and then thrust his hand up under her skirt to grope her crotch and ass. Getting more excited, he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock and balls. She stared at his thick black cock. His hard penis began to rear up from the kinky black hair at his groin. He stroked the shaft, rolling the foreskin back so the glans showed shiny and red.

He grinned as he enjoyed displaying his hard, hot dick to her. Margaret was somewhat intimidated by his cock....his black maleness. She had never seen a black dick before. She noted the organ's size; it was longer and thicker than her husband's. He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head around, establishing his control. Then he pushed her down to her knees to kneel on the hard, dirty tiled floor. He began rubbing the head of his cock all over Margaret's face.

Then, upping the degradation, he ****** her mouth open, yanked her head around by the hair and made her take it in her mouth. He got her mouth engulfing his dick. As he got it going in and out of her mouth, the sound of a key could be heard at the door. She tried to see who or what it was, but Owiti, still holding onto her hair, made sure she kept her concentration on his cock. The door opened and it was Kibwe. He came in grinning and Owiti nodded to him and said something in Swahili. He took out his longer, but slimmer cock and stroked it. He watched and his erection grew at what Margaret was being ****** to do.

And when Owiti made her run her flattened tongue down the length of his dick over its veiny surface, getting it wet and harder, he winked at Kibwe who chuckled at the sluttish thing the white ****** was being made to do. Soon Owiti had his dick all the way in her mouth and she was sucking on it like a baby....

At first she couldn't take too much of his cock into her mouth. Sucking and working it with her tongue and lips, she wanted him to please him so he wouldn't hurt her. But when his cock touched the back of her throat, Margaret couldn't help herself and gagged. Then, still holding her by the hair in one hand and guiding his cock with other, he made her take more of it. Margaret was now drooling......and it dripped down to wet her blouse. Soon, he was ******* his whole cock into her mouth – just face fucking her. He mouth fucked her and then gave her a breather.

But, when she slowed down and wasn't so "enthusiastic" he growled at her, "Suck it, cow."

With her hot mouth taking it all, it reached its full erect size, and not gagging and retching became the challenge for her. He ****** it to the opening to her throat - past the back of her tongue - and this made her gag over again and again. She began coughing and he took it out to let her get a breath. With her eyes tearing, her nose running and her mouth salivating like mad, she was becoming a sloppy mess. He let her catch her breath and then he yanked her head around a little and ****** it in again.

When she sucked him expertly, he praised her. When she displeased him, he took his dick out of her mouth and slapped her face with it. It was very humiliating.....When he went slowly, she only gagged a little. But when he began reaming her faster and deeper, she drooled and gagged, coughed and sputtered. Her throat muscles tightened ************* every time she felt his dick touch the back of her tongue. She struggled to control her gag reflex, but it was very hard.

He grabbed her head in both hands. The slow, rhythmic pace was gone. Margaret began to feel that she was going to *********. Her throat tightened up, no matter how hard she tried to relax. The saliva and pre-cum pooling in her mouth dribbled and ran over her lips and down her chin. Soon, there was a big wet spot on her blouse. He thrust his hips forward, groaned and ejaculated. He held her head steady and made her swallow his load. She coughed when it was over and it was a very sloppy cough.

Kibwe then got his turn with her. He used his dick to tease her lips. He made sure to smear his pre-cum on her lips. Then, he put it in her mouth. He came very quickly and when he was done spurting hotly and wetly into her mouth, he let her spit the semen and her saliva into her hand. He used the head of his dick to wipe some of it up. Then he presented it to her. Margaret dutifully licked it all up. He did this three times, making her swallow all the semen she'd spit out.

Then Owiti let her up and let her get cleaned up. After this, Kibwe took her back to where her family was waiting. She made sure to act like nothing had happened. Then Kibwe told Clifford that somebody from KWI, the Kenyan Wildlife Service, had shown up to interview Abigail. Actually, this was a lie. Owiti wanted to exploit the teen; and this was just a pretext.

Abigail's Ordeal

Kibwe brought Abigail to Owiti in his office. He told her that she was the main rea*** why her family was in trouble. That poaching a Leopard Tortoise was a very serious crime in Kenya. She tried to say something about how it was just a baby and she meant no harm, but he held up his hand to silence her. Kibwe pulled up an article online about how Kenya's wildlife was being exploited by foreigners – and Owiti made her read it. He was trying to make her feel guilty. She was just a stupid, soft hormone pumpkin of a girl and he used his experience and the sheer weight of the situation to fuck with her mind.

The issue of the tortoise had been brought home to her. He made her see that she had done a bad thing. When this began, she couldn't imagine that taking a cute baby tortoise could be a problem – and certainly not a crime. But the last few hours had its effect on the pretty teen. She was trembling when Owiti told her what could happen to her and her family. He laid it on pretty thick. Then he played the tape of her ****** trying to bribe Owiti.

"He was trying to save you and your family. And he got into more trouble by doing that. Don't you think it's time for you to do something?"

"What...what...what can I do," Abigail pleaded, tears coming to her eyes.
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Owiti eyeballed her now. She was of average height, but well-built. She had her ********** wide hips and full ass and her tits filled her "C" cup bra to near overflowing. She was blonde, sweet with pretty pink lips and blue eyes. In short, she was a little doll. Owiti was salivating at the prospect of fucking her. Every time she tried to backtrack and say she didn't mean any harm, Owiti reminded her that this was an admission of guilt. His plan was to soften her up, break her down and then ****** her.

He leaned in close to her and when she tried to excuse what she did, Owiti pounced on her – trapping her with her own words. She had begun to tremble and her eyes kept filling with tears. By the time Owiti told her write out a confession on paper, Abigail was an emotional wreck. She would have done anything at that point.

The Chief Senior Customs Official made her write a two-paragraph confession in her own handwriting and then said to her, "I have a way for you to get yourself and your family out of trouble. Will you do what I say?"

"Yes Sir....yes....yes sir, I will," Abigail said tearfully.

"Well, you've been a "bad girl"," Owiti said. "Now, you have to do what all bad girls do. Do you understand?"

Abigail sat in a wooden chair, facing his desk. As he said this, he and Kibwe came over and got on either side of her. Abigail, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, looking angelic and sweet in sandals, a blue, patterned short-sleeved cotton blouse and a short skirt, squirmed as they got closer to her. She was holding the pad and pencil Kibwe had given her and sniffling. She had started to figure out what they wanted...

"My parents won't know what happens... right," she asked with a tremor in her voice?

"No."

Abigail began whimpering as she considered what she was being ****** to do.

"You just be a bad girl - and we'll let you go," he said to her.

Abigail looked up at Howard Owiti. Twenty-four years older, he projected authority. He smiled at her and then he ran his finger over her lips in an obscene way. Soon, he was ******* open her mouth and went from inserting one finger to working two fingers into her mouth - spreading open her lips. He had his fingers against her cheeks and then took hold of her tongue pulling the wet, pink organ out of her mouth. It was obscene what he was doing to her. It was like he was getting ready to finger-fuck her mouth.

As Kibwe watched, Owiti pried open her mouth and shoved his fingers in....Abigail rolled her head this way and that, but he was relentless and kept up the invasion of her mouth. Penetrating her with his fingers....he raped her mouth. Finally, he turned to her tits. He grabbed and began mauling them. He swung around and got behind her and pulled her back in her chair. Then, Kibwe began unbuttoning her blouse.

She whimpered, making soft sounds in her throat as they had their way with her. Owiti held her by her chin with one hand and with the other he rubbed and squeezed her full titties and pinched her rosy pink nipples. She was wearing a cute sports bra and he worked his hand underneath to rub and diddle her nipples. Then he got both hands underneath her bra.

Abigail kept her eyes closed and her face turned to one side as he touched her all over, grabbing and squeezing her plump tits. Then he reached down and grabbed the bottom of her bra in both hands and yanked it up.....pulling the garment up towards her neck. This exposed her tits fully.

They were as big as apples, creamy white and capped with strawberry-colored areolas and nipples. Abigail began to pant, as Owiti rolled, squeezed and hefted them in his hands. She had begun to look down at what he was doing to her and moaning softly. It was when he began bouncing her tits up and down in his hands that she started moaning at his obscene play.

In response, Owiti pulled her closer to him and reached down to yank her skirt up and grab her thighs. He simultaneously pulled her legs up and shoved her hips closer to the edge of the chair. This exposed her crotch to Kibwe who stared at her panty-covered "camel-toe". She was wearing pink panties with a cute pattern of hearts and flowers. Owiti made her put her feet on the edge of the chair and ran his finger down between her legs to stroke the folds of her pussy outlined in the crotch of her panties.

After playing with her this way for awhile, he grabbed her panties and pulled them tight in her crack, giving her a frontal wedgie. When Owiti pulled the material tighter Kibwe could now see her pubic hair. With the material wedged between her outer labia Owiti yanked the material left and right so it rubbed her sensitive inner labia as well as her clitoris. At the same time, he worked his finger back into into her mouth.

He was violating her a little bit at a time. Then with one hand on the crown of her head holding her steady, he got a finger underneath the leg band of her panties to rub her labia and explore her vagina. Abigail again began moaning softly. He took his finger out and it was wet up to the second knuckle. He brought it to her mouth and shoved it in, making her taste her own feminine secretions.

Following this he pounced, like a cat, and made her turn around to kneel on the chair with her elbows and upper body on the desk. He flipped up her skirt to expose her panties. He pushed her thighs together and then began giving her humiliating open handed slaps on her buttocks. Like she was a "bad girl" and needed a spanking. Abigail moaned and wiggled her ass as Owiti gave her harder smacks.

He pulled her right hand behind her and held it by the small of her back. He next pulled her panties tight in her crack again, displaying her full butt cheeks. Abigail had a lovely ass. Next, he pulled her panties down to her knees, exposing her ass completely. He pulled her cheeks apart to reveal her pussy and asshole.

She had a pretty patch of pubic hair between her legs with full pink labia and a tight pinkish-brown anus nesting in a slightly darker grove. He pushed and pulled her cheeks – open and closed - treating her like a puppet. Next, he worked a finger into her hole and wormed it around – making soft squelching sounds.

Then he withdrew his index finger and worked his second and third fingers into her tight wet channel. With his palm down and his index and pinky splayed out on the inner surface of her butt cheeks, he rotated them, feeling around inside her buttery depths for her G-spot and the urethral sponge.

When he found what he was looking for, he began to rub the area vigorously. As he found a rhythm and massaged the bumpy patch harder and harder, Abigail began moaning. Then, she began a keening wail as she began spurting juice. She ejaculated like a whore. Owiti's fingers, wrist, and Abigail's pussy and inner thighs all got very wet. He had made her have a very wet cum.

Owiti pulled out of her pussy and brought his wet fingers over to her face. He displayed them to her and then made her lick them. It was very humiliating. Abigail tried to slump down into a ***** position on the chair, but the seat was too small for her to do this and Owiti had already grabbed her by the right arm and pulled her up into a sitting position. He then grabbed her by the hair and pulled her forward so that her face was right up against his crotch.

He rubbed her face all over his bulge as she whimpered. ************* she opened her mouth and put her lips up against the bulge. She squirmed on the seat, but then sat riveted as Owiti unbuckled his belt, unzipped his trousers and pulled everything down to flaunt his cock and balls.

She looked at his package. He was twenty-four years older and black. And she had never had anything to do with a man like that. He made her hold his black cock. And it was already very hard and sizable in length and thickness. He took her hand and jerked it back and forth. This retracted his foreskin and Abigail couldn't stop staring at the reddish head as it was exposed. Then he told her to put her hand on his balls. She did so but he had to take her hand and show her what he wanted her to do: tickle his ball sack and jerk him off.

He had to keep taking her by the hand to get her to do it. She kept her head down and stared right at his cock with a fearful look in her eyes. Then taking a hold of her by her ponytail he pushed her face on his cock. He pulled her this way and that, all the while telling her to keep her mouth open, so he could work her mouth on his cock. Following this, he let go of her, but told her to kiss and lick him THERE. She looked up at him and brushing back tendrils of her hair that were obscuring her face, she looked over at Kibwe. His face seemed to say, 'that's how you have to behave bad girl. Now, do what you're told and everything will be OK.'

Abigail hesitated just a little and that's when Owiti grabbed her by the ponytail again, but this time not as rough and said to her, "now get busy and use your tongue. Lick and kiss it.....understand?"

Abigail looked up and nodded and then went to work doing his bidding. She began licking all around the corona with the tip of her tongue daintily. Owiti let her do that for a moment and then got his two hands on her head and roughly rubbed her mouth all over his ball sack and cock. She was being too tentative and cautious and Owiti got impatient. He yanked her head around a bit holding onto her ponytail.

Abigail's brow furrowed when she heard what he wanted next. He shook her head like she was a disobedient ***** and commanded her to open her mouth. She had no choice. His cock had a big mushroom head. It was reddish in color and contrasted sharply with the black shaft. He let her get used to it for a moment and then using her ponytail, as a handle, he made her take it deep. He did that and then pulled her off it and then jerked her back on it.

He got it in so deep that she gagged and began making retching sounds. She was struggling not to throw up. He did this several times; each time it was hard for her. She gasped and strained to keep up with the thick flow of saliva her mouth was producing. Her lips and chin were now very wet. Every time he pulled out, his cock was connected to her mouth with strings of her saliva. As he went in deeper and reached the entrance to her throat, her mouth defensively produced torrents of saliva to protect her. Her nose had started to run and her eyes were wet too as he pulled and pushed her back and forth like a doll.

"Stay down on it, girl," he barked at her.

She grimaced and labored to say something to appease him. But he wanted to humiliate and degrade her. When he got it in her mouth again he pushed her down on it and then using her hair jerked her back and forth. Abigail began making the nastiest sounds as she gagged and heaved at the invasion of her mouth. When he'd gotten a good rhythm going again, he grasped her head with both hands and humped his hips forward.

The saliva began running down the corners of her mouth in thick strands to drip onto the floor. Then he just held her head steady and Abigail's whole body began to buck as she desperately fought her gag reflex. She had her hands on his thighs and she was clenching and unclenching them....and then beating softly on his legs as she struggled not to throw up.

"You stay down on it," he snapped at her again.

When he let her go, she pulled back to get his cock out of her mouth and gasped for breath. A river of thick saliva spilled from her mouth and one thick, nasty strand still connected her mouth to his cock. She looked up at him with tears running down her right cheek.....

"I'll....I'll do it.... good," she promised.

When he put his hands back on her head she looked at his cock weary and reluctant - then opened her mouth for the next assault. She sucked up the strand of saliva - following it until she came to the reddish cock head. Then she took him in. This time it was easier.....she was getting used to having something big in her mouth.

Lubricated by all the saliva, Owiti began to work his cock in and out.....in and out....methodically....not too fast and not too slow. He was using her mouth like it was her pussy and Abigail was getting a sex lesson in how to take a big cock. Tears ran down her cheeks, saliva drooled and the sound of her gulping and swallowing dominated the moment. There was a buildup of her saliva on his testicles and as he face-fucked her it dripped down to her lap.

Owiti began to go faster and faster and Abigail had her eyes closed, her pretty features screwed into a scowl, with her open palms resting on his thighs. His hips did a little jig as he began ejaculating. Semen squirted out the right side of her mouth as her tongue worked on the underside of the shaft. Owiti pulled his cock slowly from her warm, wet mouth.

She ****** and heaved – there was so much semen. It tasted warm and salty sweet, but there was so much that it was a bit gross. When she looked up at him, Owiti told her to swallow. She did it. She was panting and her mouth was still drooling afterwards. Her blouse was still open, her bra was pulled up to her neck and her panties were down around her ankles.

That's when Kibwe came over and praised her. She looked up at him imploringly as if to say, 'I did what you wanted, can I go home now'? His answer, still smiling at her, was to help Owiti take off all her clothes. They stripped her naked and got her up on the desk. Owiti held her by her shoulder and head and stuck his finger in her mouth again. Kibwe pushed her thighs up to her breasts and began finger fucking her. When he got her nice and juicy, he worked his second and third fingers into her and, palm up, began searching for her G-spot. When he found it he worked it hard until he made her spurt again wetting the desk.
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When Abigail saw another man enter the room, she began struggling and Owiti and Kibwe wrestled her into **********. It was another guard, Matata. He was younger than Kibwe and number two man on the squad. Owiti changed places and Kibwe got by her face, took his hard cock out and worked his fingers into her mouth to pry it open so he could get his black dick in. Kibwe dropped his trousers and shorts and rubbed the tip of his cock all over her face as Owiti played with her clitoris to get her worked up. Matata came over and held her head so Kibwe could get a good blowjob.

Owiti barked at her to suck Kibwe's dick good. He told her to lick it from his ball sack to the tip. She did it until his package was shiny with her saliva. Kibwe got very hot having this 16 year old white doll servicing him. He got his dick in her mouth and thrust it in and out, alternating it with wriggling his hips. Soon, Abigail's near virginal mouth with her sweet pink lips had swallowed his full length. Owiti was holding her head by her ponytail and helping Kibwe fuck her mouth. Matata had begun rubbing her pussy, squeezing her breasts and pinching her rosy-pink nipples.

Kibwe came in Abigail's mouth as Owiti held her head so that she swallowed everything. Kibwe let out a satisfied groan as he emptied his balls in the white teen's mouth. Following this, Owiti got her positioned so he could fuck her as Matata got her sucking his cock. They bent her over with her hands on her knees. Owiti got behind her and Matata took a position in front of her. The two men enjoyed Abigail's "hospitality" top and bottom. Kibwe pinched her nipples to add to the sensations overwhelming her.

She began moaning when Matata worked his cock in and out and then hosed, so much that she ****** and gagged. When Owiti was ready to cum, he pulled out and got in her face. Poor Abigail had to take another heavy load in her mouth. She had just swallowed Matata's slippery load when she had to swallow Owiti's ejaculation. Following this, Kibwe got two fingers into Abigail's open vagina. He began finger banging her; and made her spurt one last time. He shoved his wet fingers at her face and rubbed them all over her lips - eventually making her suck them clean.

Abigail was exhausted by what they had done to her and sank to her knees. Owiti and Kibwe pulled her to her feet and dumped her in the chair as the Chief Senior Customs Official adjusted his trousers and belt. He said something to the two men, who nodded and then left. Abigail sat there, sweaty and flushed.

She asked, "can I go now?"

"Hmmmm......I may have one more thing. If you it, you'll be able to go," he said sounding reasonable. "You can go back to your family now. Get yourself together."

Abigail got herself cleaned up in the ladies room. Then Kibwe took her back to the holding area. When Margaret saw Abigail, she came over and threw an arm around her. She asked if everything was alright and Abigail, quickly said, 'yes, they just wanted me to say how I found the tortoise'. But Margaret was left with the feeling that Owiti had ******** her ********. She suspected the worst.....

Conditions in the holding room were not good. They had water, but no food and had to ask to use the restroom if nature called. There was nothing to do but try to nap on the hard benches or just sit there and wait. An hour later, the family was driven in a lorry by Kibwe, and a young guard named Joseph, to a Quonset hut just outside the airport. They were given something to eat and there was a restroom, a table and chairs, some old magazines, a beat-up old divan and a small battered TV set.

Clifford asked what was happening and Kibwe told him that, "I know the Senior Customs Official is working on your case. I am hopeful; you should be too."

Margaret's Gang ****

Under the pretext that Margaret needed to sign a paper that would absolve her of any malfeasance in possessing the sandalwood, Kibwe took Margaret with him when he left. Margaret, when she got back to the airport, was taken to a small storeroom. Inside, one bare light bulb illuminated a table and chairs and a cot covered with a dirty mattress. And, at that moment four men showed up: Howard Owiti, Matata and two young guards, Jelani and Joseph. Margaret took one look at them and knew what she was going to be made to do. Owiti wasted no time...

"Take off your clothes, cow," he ordered her.

When Margaret was slow to respond, he barked at her "Get them off, cow."

Margaret took off her blouse, her skirt and her bra. Then slowly she reached down and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her bikini panties and pulled them down. Naked, she didn't know what to do with her hands. She kept opening, closing them and then wringing them. Now that her tits were on display, they could see she had big, full hangers with large brown areoles and nipples. She was a buxom woman...

"Bend over the table and spread your legs," Owiti said to her.

Humiliated, she shuffled over to the table. She bent over and lay down - her pussy fully exposed in this position. Margaret had a hairy cunt with plump labia and a big brown, tight "starfish" of an asshole nestled in her crack. Her full, fat buttocks were snow white, but the crevice between her cheeks was darker.

Then, the men dropped their trousers to reveal five large black uncircumcised dicks. Margaret looked at their cocks as each was revealed. The men were mostly hard and rough with shiny black skin. Matata's skin was almost blue-black. She bit her lip as she saw what she was going to have to take in her pussy.

Already their dicks were starting to stiffen. Matata's was already pointing towards the ceiling. To Margaret they looked like big, black truncheons. She licked her lips nervously. Owiti came over and grabbed and squeezed her tits; and pushed her thighs further apart to play with her sex. The others could soon see her wet labia, glistening as he worked two fingers in her sexhole.

He rooted around, exploring the size and feel of her hole. When he pulled his fingers out, they were connected to Margaret's sex hole by long thick strings of vaginal mucus. It was obvious she wasn't going to need any lubrication. He jammed his fingers back in and finger-fucked her steadily.

'Please....Please....OH GOD...please....don't let me cum. PLEASE', Margaret prayed silently to herself. She was sickened and yet aroused by the feeling of being surrounded by so many rough, virile, aggressive black men. It had a locker room feel to it and it was repugnant as well as arousing to her. She hated herself for feeling anything, but was helpless to control her own body.


Owiti took the first turn with her. He bent her over with her elbows on the table and her head between her hands. Her piss flaps glistened wetly in the overhead light partly hidden by the thick mat of dark brown pubic hair guarding her nest. Owiti got his cock in deep and he took his time to work her cunt. Margaret's moans were keyed to what he did to her with his cock. When he ****** it in deep and slow, she groaned. When he pounded her fast and hard, she began to moan and squeal; it was obvious she was getting hot.

Owiti came in Margaret's pussy and when his pulled his cock out, he pinched her labia to trap his load. Margaret was sweating and panting. Then she put her knuckle up to her mouth to bite on it aimlessly. She seemed to be in another world. In truth, she was wrestling with her feelings when he brought his slimy cock around to her face. The rough way he used her was not something she was used to, but nevertheless she found it stirred her senses and emotions.

"Clean it," he said to her simply.

She was blown away that he would make her use her mouth to clean his cock and balls of all traces of sweat, semen and her vaginal secretions – AFTER HE'D FUCKED HER. She had never had a man treat her like THAT! Like a whore. She found the feelings it aroused: disturbing and unsettling. Then Kibwe started in on her. While Owiti had her cleaning his cock, Kibwe moved between her legs and took his turn. He was soon rutting away like an ******.

When he finished fucking her and dumping his load in her cunt he stood in front of her face to have his cock and balls cleaned. He had scooped out some of his and Owiti's cum with his fingers. He grabbed Margaret by the hair, like she was a disobedient ***** and made her open her mouth. Then he wiped the cum on her tongue and suck his fingers clean.

Margaret began whimpering and moaning at being treated like a whore. Matata then stepped up to take his turn with her. He got his cock into her pussy with no fuss and pounded away. She struggled not to cum, but she was getting close. He fucked her real good, but didn't cum. Then he grunted and roared as he ejaculated in her hot pussy.

Before she had to clean his cock Margaret looked back and another black man was standing behind her ass - a very tall Maasi warrior type - who sported a long weapon of a cock. This was Jelani. After him came young Joseph.... Both men were very young and both came quickly.

After these young men, 15 years or more her junior, had inseminated her, she heard the door open and watched four new men pour in. They were wearing overalls and were full of high spirits, laughing and slapping palms. They were maintenance workers and friends of Owiti's. They came in and crowded around Margaret, now dripping, sweaty and exposed with her pussy and ass on display. The taunted her with what they were going to do to her.

And soon, they dropped their trousers. The sound of their zippers opening was a very distressful sound for Margaret. To think that each and every one of them was going to fuck her blew her mind. She had never been used this way. But she had fantasized about it....(like so many women do.......)

Over and over Margaret had to take one cock after another in her fertile vagina. Soon, Margaret was "fuck happy". Margaret finally came; and when she did, she just kept cumming as men took turns with her. Much to her shame. They worked her into such a state that she began screaming in sheer uncontrolled lust:

"Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me... FUCK ME....FUCK ME....FUCK ME.... I'm cumming... Cum in my pussy. CUM IN MY PUSSY. CUM in my WHORE'S PUSSY. I'M CUMMING....I'M CUMMMMMMMMMING."

The kept on her belly, but soon had her on her back on the dirty cot. Her pussy became so sloppy with semen that most of the men, when they stepped up for their turn, wiped her pussy with her panties before they would put their dick in her. Each time someone used her panties to clean her pussy, it became more saturated and disgusting. One of them finally stuffed the nasty, wet rag into Margaret's mouth before he fucked her.

Men stood around and critiqued each other's performance. Or cheered their mates on, especially when one of them made her cum. When this group was done, another four, young, strong men showed up. These guys were from the airport police department. Four young uniformed studs...all in their early twenties. Some men fucked her from behind with her bent over the table. Some pushed her to the cot and fucked her with her legs on their shoulders. They treated her like a doll or a puppet.

Margaret found it a very humiliating experience to be gang ****d. They were rough with her and pulled and pushed her around like she was a toy. They fucked her liked they hated her. When this group had done the deed, another man strolled in. He was a baggage handler at the airport - a giant of a man and a local legend. His name was Tembo, which was Swahili for "elephant".

When he got his turn with Margaret, he smiled from ear-to-ear as the other men began cheering him on. His cock was half-hard and even then, it was enormous. Margaret, who had been fucked by 14 men at that point, and whose pussy was loose and slippery with semen and her own juices, looked at his dong and her eyes popped open WIDE!

He had a monster between his legs in a room full of big, hard, hot dicks. He wiped Margaret's pussy as clean as she could, as she lay on the cot with her legs splayed open....and then on the dirty mattress, he pushed her legs to her tits and got her legs on his shoulders. As he got her into position, his dick seemed to keep lengthening and stiffening.

He grabbed his huge dong - pulled the foreskin back and forth and said to her, "well, bitch – you're gonna get stretched now."

Margaret groaned as she looked down and saw how big and thick his dick was. Now fully erect, it seemed to be as long as her forearm and as big around as her wrist.

"Oh, God....IT'S SOOOOO BIG," she said stunned.
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He rubbed her swollen, purple labia with the head of his dick. He took his time and worked it into her pussy. In a little....then out....then back in. Margaret had accepted her fate and was relaxing her sloppy wet vagina as much as she could to allow him access to her womanly depths. He took a few minutes to work it in. The other men crowded around to watch him get it into her. There was something about watching a bigger man invade the pussy you just fucked that attracted men as much as the biggest football game on the tube.

When it was about ¾ of the way he began to fuck Margaret slowly. As he fucked her, she kept up moaning and grunting and crying out as his massive cock ironed out all the wrinkles in her womanly depths. After a few minutes, when he had gotten almost all of it in, he really put it to her. Even her labia were pushed into her sex-hole on the in-stroke. Semen in her vagina was ****** out of her hole and ended up on her moist folds as his thick cock stretched her. It was like seeing a fat snake squeezing itself into a small hole. Her pussy juice and semen were smeared all over his black monstrosity as he plowed her.

Margaret began to howl like an ****** when he pounded her. She came, but to say she had an orgasm was to understate it by a factor of ten. She had the biggest cum of her whole life. Having had two ********, she had a normal vagina for a ******. But, some women need a big dick and this dick was more than anything Margaret had ever had in her hole. The English woman had an orgasm that started in her pussy, soared up into her tummy and reverberated down her thighs.

Then Tembo, with a roar, came after she did, and shot wads and streams of cum deep into her hole. Margaret's cunt stayed open when he got off her. You could see up her vagina. Semen ran and drooled from her stretched cunt to form a puddle between her ass cheeks on the dirty mattress.

Tembo brought his softening monster over for Margaret to clean. She dutifully licked his cock and balls clean of her secretions and his cum. This group having done its duty, the men dressed and left. But, then the last group of three showed up. Margaret groaned when she saw more men unzipping their trousers.

They got her bending over the table and fucked her from behind, slamming their dicks into her hard and fast. Margaret came again....When it was all over, she had been fucked by 18 men. They had filled her pussy to overflowing. She had experienced mind-blowing vaginal-uterine orgasms that surged from her pussy down her legs and up to her sternum.

The gang bang finally over - Margaret lay dripping and drenched in sweaty exhaustion on the soiled mattress. She whimpered and moaned, moving her knees together and apart gently as her cunt spasmed and drooled its loads of pearl jam. Her pubic hair was matted down and nasty. Semen had run down her ass crack. She was a mess. Owiti had Kibwe take a picture of her with his phone's digital camera. The snapshot showed her naked with her legs spread and cum drooling from her cunt. Tembo was behind her, but you could only see him from the waist down. His long, thick dong, dangling almost to his knees, was in the shot as he stood behind Margaret. It was the type of photo that would scandalize Margaret if it ever appeared on the Internet.....

"Her pussy is kind of disgusting now - don't you think," Kibwe said to Owiti, who agreed.

Margaret would be allowed to clean herself up as best as possible and dress. They would bring her back to the Quonset hut when she was presentable. Meanwhile, the hot sperm worked its way into her fertile womb seeking her eggs. Her panties were a lost cause and were discarded in the trash. When Margaret got back to the hut, she tried to look her best and act as if nothing had happened.

She reassured Clifford that everything was 'in order' and claiming fatigue, she lay down on the cot and soon feel asleep. Actually, her arrival had broken up a heated exchange between Abigail and Heath, as to who was more responsible for the family's trouble. Clifford was glad to see Margaret. He was tired of playing referee. Owiti showed up about two hours later and took Clifford aside.

The Senior Customs Official told him, "I've been working on your situation and I can tell you that you've never been closer to having this whole thing wrapped up. Just be patient. I'm sending over cots and food, so relax. You'll be out of here in no time at all. Just be patient."

The Hot Seat

Actually, pervert that he was, Owiti had one last degradation in mind for the family when he said that to Clifford. He planned to make Heath fuck his ****** and ***** Clifford to fuck his nubile ********.

He took Kibwe, Matata, Tembo and Ambala with him. His crew the Kenyan Customs Services Department of the Kenyan Revenue Authority, plus Tembo, came with him to the Quonset hut. Joseph and Jelani were there already, as they had been standing guard over the family. They greeted their comrades as the sic scrambled from the lorry. Then, they all went inside.

"Greetings, my friends," Owiti said to the family when they were all standing in the hut. The family had been lounging....sitting in chairs, laying on the cots and watching TV.

"Oh...hello," said Clifford warily, getting up from his cot.

The sheer ebullience of their entrance was disturbing. 'What are they all doing here', Clifford wondered?

"You're almost done. AND, ready to go home," Owiti announced dramatically.

"Really," asked Clifford?

"OH...YES," said Owiti.

"There is only one thing left to do...and when it's done, you can all go home on the next flight to London," Owiti said.

Each member of the family secretly rejoiced at this announcement.

"What else has to be done," Margaret queried, beating Clifford to the punch?

"Well, first off, we need to bring the family up to date," Owiti said.

As he said this, he brought out a portable tape recorder and set it on the table.

"Come close and listen," he said.

He turned on the recorder and the family listened as Margaret was heard in the throes of sexual arousal and orgasm. Owiti put the blown-up photo of her taken after everyone had fucked her on the table. Tembo's huge dick could be seen above her left shoulder. Clifford listened and looked. His face showed his shock.

Abigail looked and listened to her ****** being sexed and then looked at Owiti as if to say, 'you told me that it was up to me to save my family. And I let you you all ***** me. What are you doing to my ******?' She felt betrayed and even jealous. She thought she was going to be the one to "save" the family. Her feelings would soon be a factor in the events to come...

"That's the sound of your wife, Mr. Bennett," Owiti said, grinning as Margaret's voice could be heard hitting a high "C" note on the tape. "To free your family, she 'volunteered' to provide 'entertainment' and 'relaxation' for hard working men at the airport.

"You bastard," Clifford spat....

"Temper, temper, my British friend," Owiti advised.

"Your family broke the law....and then YOU tried to bribe me. You have no right to lose your temper. If you're smart, you'll realize your wife has a better understanding of the world.... and how it works."

The sound of Margaret as she came with Tembo fucking her silly was then heard on the tape.

"That's the sound of your wife cumming when Tembo fucked the **** out of her," Owiti declared smugly to Clifford as he pointed to the giant baggage handler.

Clifford groaned and put his face in his hands. Margaret blushed from her tits upwards to her face. Heath was embarrassed for his ****** and Abigail sulked.

"Now, you only have one chore left and your family can go free," Owiti said addressing Margaret. "All you have to do is fuck your *** here."

Margaret, already stunned by the turn of events, went white.

"You've got to be kidding," she finally said.

"You know me well enough to know I don't kid around."

"Well, I won't do it."

Clifford then joined in protesting this latest outrage. Heath looked stricken and Abigail was shocked too. This was too much....

"If you do it, you can go free. If you don't I have ways of persuading you," Owiti said ominously.

Margaret continued to say, 'no'. Owiti snapped his fingers and Jelani and Joseph pushed a bare metal bicycle over. It had been turned into a weird contraption. The front wheel was gone and the bike was mounted to a heavy wooden board. The rear wheel had been jacked up and rested on a wooden cradle so the wheel didn't touch the board. The seat was bare metal. Whatever padding and covering there was had been removed. There were straps on the handles and the pedals.

There was a car battery mounted on the back of the board, behind the rear wheel. Everyone watched as Kibwe then brought over a black box, some wires and a plastic spray bottle. He set the box up on the table and attached red and black wires to it. Then he attached the wires to the battery. There was a T-shaped handle on the top of the box. None of them were sure what it was......

"Know what this is," he asked Margaret?

Staring at it, she said, "n...no."

"Well....I call it the "bicycle". When I put someone on it I say that they're going for a "ride". It's an electric shock machine. Now, I'm going to have my men put you on it. As soon as the circuit is activated, you'll feel a shock from the seat. How much of a shock depends on how far this handle has been pushed forward. You can reduce the current by pedaling. If you pedal hard enough, it won't hurt too much, .....but..... you'll get tired. The "bicycle" will break you in the end. Trust me on this. But you can avoid all that by just saying, yes'. Do you understand?"

"Oh God. No....Please..... please....please don't do this to me," she begged.

Clifford pleaded, 'please don't do this to my wife'.

Margaret, overwhelmed, sat down in a chair and wrapped her arms around herself and rocked gently trying to calm herself. Owiti pointed to the "bicycle". When she refused again, Kibwe and Matata got Margaret up on her feet. Owiti had Jelani, Joseph and Tembo bind ****** and *** to chairs and gag them. He allowed Abigail to remain free...Clifford began panting and struggled in his bonds. Abigail came over to stand sympathetically by his side. She tried to soothe him and stroked his shoulder affectionately.

Margaret, frightened, tried to get away, but Kibwe and Matata held her. Owiti sprayed the bicycle's seat with water and motioned for his men to bring Margaret over. She resisted. She twisted this way and that, but Kibwe and Matata had her.

"Take off your clothes," Owiti told her.

She refused, so he had his crew strip her. The others watched helplessly as Margaret was stripped naked, right in front of their eyes. Heath's eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he saw his ******'s naked tits, hairy crotch and big butt for the first time. Clifford was in agony as his wife was displayed. Kibwe and Matata then muscled her onto the bicycle and strapped her wrists to the handle bars and her ankles to the pedals.

There were two halves of a belt mounted on either side of the seat. They hung down from the seat; Kibwe grabbed and pulled them up and across Margaret's lap. Then he buckled them. She wouldn't be able to get off the seat now. The cruel utility in the shape of the seat was revealed as it parted her buttocks nicely and her own body weight pressed her pussy, perineum, and anus right up against the bare, wet metal.

She was going to have to go for a painful "ride" unless she complied. Owiti asked her again if she was ready to fuck her *** and again Margaret refused. He went over to the transformer and put his hand on the T-handle. Margaret stared ********** at his hand resting threateningly on it. He told her to get ready; then turned to the others and said, 'watch what happens next'.

Owiti edged the handle forward on the transformer; and the box started to hum. The current surged.......Margaret, only tethered by her wrists and ankles, felt the current in her wet bottom and tried to arch her hips and ass up off the seat. But the strap prevented her from getting off the seat. Feeling the current, her body went rigid and she began twitching as the electricity sizzled and surged thru her loins. There was only the whine of the machine and then the sound of Margaret squealing. Then she began pedaling like a madwoman. The rear wheel spun, but Margaret groaned and squealed as the seat was alive with electricity.


After a few seconds Owiti pulled the handle back and the transformer's buzz died away. Margaret slumped, her head flopped forward and she panted. Owiti then asked her again if she was ready to fuck her *** and when she remained silent, he pushed the handle forward and the transformer's drone was louder this time. She began pedaling furiously but howled when Owiti pushed the handle even further forward. Over the next ten minutes, the current made her ride like the devil himself was after her. In order to keep the shocks from getting excruciatingly intense, she had to pedal furiously.

Whenever Owiti edged the handle forward, the current made her strain and arch against the straps holding her - her hips jerking and spasming like a hot poker had been shoved up her ass. And, then she pedaled frantically again. She was being ****** to ******* herself on the bike.

Sitting with her wrists and ankles bound and her thighs wide apart, Margaret writhed, trembled and groaned as the current had its way with her. If it weren't for the straps restraining her it looked as if she was having an orgasm each time Owiti shoved the handle forward.

When he sent more current to the seat, she arched up she was being fucked by an invisible cock. Sweating and straining her whole body would tense up and she writhed in her bonds. Then, she rode the bike like mad. She was soon sweating like a racehorse.

The shocks and her frantic pedaling made her her breasts bob and jiggle. The drone of the machine was punctuated by her cries whenever Owiti pushed the lever forward, getting it closer and closer to the highest level. And when he pulled it back and the current stopped flowing, Margaret sagged. Her head rolled around and her chest heaved as she panted. Saliva drooled from her mouth onto her sweaty breasts. When she regained control of herself she began gasping.

When Owiti cut the current, she would gasp for breath and squirm on the seat, writhing in the remembered, excruciating pain in her pussy, ass cheeks, perineum, and asshole. Sweat ran in rivulets down her face and neck onto her breasts. She had drooled so much saliva, it splattered her breasts, her lap and thighs. With the current off, her gasps, whimpers and wet squirming filled the air.

After a particularly long shocking she slumped and sagged with her eyes closed. The intense exercise and the shocks had exhausted her. Kibwe came over and slapped her. The process was sickeningly repeated. Owiti pushed the handle forward again to let the current flow.

Ambala came over and knelt right next to Clifford while this was going on. She began taunting him, saying things to him that only he could hear. She also began to rub his thighs and then his crotch. Soon, she had given him an erection. She kept teasing him - squeezing and stroking his penis through his pants. Clifford groaned as he didn't want it and was sickened when she'd been able to make him hard while he watched his wife being *******d. During one lull, Owiti directed Margaret's attention to her husband.

"Look at your husband, cow. He's got an erection watching you suffer. Isn't that something?
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Margaret looked and was sickened. It was true. It was an emotionally painful to see it. Owiti let her digest the implications before he shocked her again. By this time, her legs were full of lactic acid – tired and sore. So, when Owiti really gave it to her....pushing the handle all the way and just leaving it there, she went spastic and shook and twitched so much that she went rigid and couldn't get her feet to move. She pissed herself adding to the wetness on the seat, already dripping with her sweat.

This only served to conduct more electricity into her crotch. Her suffering was compounded by her *********** at losing control and urinating like a cow in the field. Her husband and *** squirmed in real distress seeing her so discombobulated. Only Abigail stayed quiet; but actually she was in agony wondering what they might make her do... Owiti pulled the T-handle back. Margaret finally stopped pissing, but she twitched from the last shock. Sagging in her bonds, she broke down and began blubbering. Owiti asked her again if she was ready to do his bidding.

Weeping like a baby, she managed to mumble, "y....yes."

"Say, Yes Sir."

"YES... SIR," she said.

"You're going to suck his prick and then fuck him," Owiti told her. "Do you understand?"

"Y....yes, Sir," she mumbled again.

"YOU BETTER," he barked at her.

Matata and Kibwe undid the straps and got her on her feet. She trembled from the after effects of the shocks. And standing there without a stitch of clothing on - naked front of everyone and her family - was soul-shattering for her. Ashamed, she tried to cover her tits and conceal her hairy pussy. As she stood there trembling and sniffling, Joseph and Jelani got Heath up and and ****** him to lie on one of the cots.

He tried to resist, but they were too strong for him and soon he was pinned there and vulnerable. They used rope and tied his hands over his head and spread his legs to bind his ankles to the legs of the cot. Kibwe pulled up his t-shirt and unbuckled his khaki shorts; then pulled them and his boxer shorts down to reveal his prick lying there limp. Kibwe and Matata then pushed Margaret over to him.

****** ******

"Kneel right beside him," Owiti instructed her. "Kiss his nipples," he said to her. "Kiss and bite them. And take his prick in your hand and start playing with it."

Clifford watched horrified as his wife performed like a trained ******. She did what she was told and soon, it was apparent that her ***'s prick was getting stiff. She fondled and squeezed it and when she began to jerk it, his penis stiffened nicely. All this while she was licking, kissing and gently biting his nipples.

The boy began to moan into his gag. Clifford groaned out loud, through his gag. He was in hell watching this X-rated scene. He kept closing his eyes and his head dropped to his chest like he was in real physical pain. Abigail had ************* taken a step back from him and was watching her ****** and her brother. Her face was inscrutable....her features a blank mask.

In truth, she was in shock. She had been ******* into sex by Owiti in the vain hope that this would save her family. But now, she realized, as much or more than her ****** even, what monsters these men were. And she was in shock as visions of what they might still make her do flashed through her mind. Then Owiti made Margaret get up and straddle Heath's face. He got her to squat right over his face and pulled the gag from Heath's mouth.

"Rub your pussy on his nose and mouth, cow. Let him smell and taste you," he added sadistically.

Margaret didn't want to be put back on the bicycle and hoped that this degradation would be their ticket to freedom. So, she did as she was told. She lowered herself gingerly and made contact with her ***'s mouth. Owiti kept her at it. She had to rub herself lengthwise and then wriggle from side to side. As she did this, her labia parted and the boy got a good whiff and taste of her womanhood.

Owiti told her to rub her clitoris on his nose and mouth and the more she did that the wetter she got. By the time that Owiti had her turn around to do it facing his feet so she could rub her anus on his nose, poor Heath had an erection that couldn't be missed.

Clifford groaned as he watched the depraved tableau play out. Abigail was surprised and repulsed that her brother was responding, but a teen age boy is full of hormones and the sight, smell, feel and taste of a mature female was bound to have an effect, even if the female is his ******.

"Margaret suck your ***'s cock. PUT his cock in your mouth, NOW," Owiti ordered her.

Margaret got off his face and got on her knees between his spread thighs. She closed her eyes and grabbed her ***'s prick and dutifully started kissing, licking it and then sucking it.

"Open your eyes and look at your *** as you give him a blowjob," demanded Owiti.

Margaret looked into her ***'s eyes. Heath felt bad for his mom; but was deeply ashamed too. He knew she didn't want to do it but he was powerless to prevent his prick from responding in the most outrageous way. The blow job ****** was giving him felt too good.

"Suck his dick till he cums, then swallow it," Owiti growled.

Margaret sucked harder and harder, faster and faster on her ***'s cock.

"Heath look into your ******'s eyes when you cum," Owiti commanded the boy as his Mum tickled his balls and sucked his cock.

"OH, MUMMY, I'M CUUMMMING," Heath managed to blurt out as he came so hard Mum ****** on all the cum that was being spurted into her mouth. She swallowed it all.

Being a 17 year old teen age boy, his prick was still hard when she was done, and Owiti made her crawl and get on top of her ***.

"Cow, get his prick in your slut pussy and fuck him," Owiti said with a laugh.

"Abigail, while she's fucking him, come over here and play with your ******'s ass," Owiti said to her.

Margaret mounted her ***, and looked straight into his eyes as his penis entered her. With one thrust, she sat down on his prick. She began to go up and down...up and down...not fucking him hard, just slow and steady.

Abigail was stunned by his order and just stood there like a statue.

"Hey little girl, unless you want to go for a long ride on the "bicycle" come over here and play with your ******'s ass," Owiti repeated.

Abigail came over - walking like a robot. She knelt down and began to touch her ******'s ass but in a very tentative way.

"Come on girl, I want you to touch her asshole. And then wet your finger and get it inside her," Owiti ordered her. "Do you understand?"

Frightened and browbeaten, Abigail did as she was told. Soon she had not only groped her ****** crack and rubbed her anus, but she wet her finger and spit on her ******'s asshole, at Owiti direction and then worked that same finger into Mummy's rectum. Finally, she finger-fucked her ****** like a pro. Margaret, now submissive and pliable, rode her *** and soon his vocalizations gave clear indication that he was going to cum again. She wriggled her ass and humped him, grinding back and forth and up and down - with Owiti coaching her until the boy ejaculated, crying out, "Mummy, Mummy, OH Mummy."

Only then was she permitted to get up. ******, ******** and *** were so embarrassed that nobody could make eye contact. It had been the supreme ***********. Owiti and his crew were in high spirits. It had been a terrific show. But it was far from over. They put Heath back in a chair and bound him again. They left his pants down so his prick was still visible.

Then Owiti got Margaret up and bent over the table. He dropped his trousers and played with her ass until his cock was hard enough. Then he penetrated her and began to fuck her. He looked over at ****** and *** and grinned. Ambala had gone back to squeezing and stroking Clifford's cock again. Owiti kept humping the wife until he ejaculated with a grunt. Then, Kibwe took a turn. Followed by Matata. Then Jelani. And Joseph.

By this time, Margaret's pussy was a sloppy mess. She was one whipped dog too. She came twice and this added immeasurably to her and her husband's *********** and pain. Abigail, who had been, sexually ****** earlier by Owiti, Kibwe and Matata, found that she was mesmerized by Jelani's long dong and discovered, much to her surprise, how attractive she found the handsome Joseph.

But what really ********** her was seeing her ****** have sex. Watching her ****** fuck her brother stunned her with its sheer depravity, but seeing five black men fuck her ****** senseless aroused her, against her own better instincts.

Owiti got Margaret's panties and wiped her pussy with them. Then he went over and put them on Clifford's head. He got the crotch right over his nose and mouth, but arranged them so that Clifford was looking out through the two legs holes. It was shaming and demeaning. The smell of his wife's secretions, combined with the semen from five black men had Clifford gagging. And, Ambala kept after him too, now that he was wearing his "cuckold crown" as Owiti called it.

She rubbed, squeezed and stroked his prick to keep him on the raw sexual edge. And all the while baiting and taunting him. Abigail saw what Ambala was doing to her ******, and it was so repulsive to her that she edged away. She felt for her ******, but she blocked it all out. She didn't want to see that her ****** was responding to what the ugly woman was doing to him. She only focused on what Ambala was doing; not the nasty bulge in his pants.

"Your wife is really enjoying his cock. See how her pussy grips it," Ambala said to him as Jelani fucked Margaret very deep and hard and made her cum. "Your wife loves black cock. They're bigger and better than yours, that's obvious. Don't you think," she asked, mocking him?

The poor man was nearly out of his mind, at that point. This may help to explain what happened later....

But Owiti saved the best for last. He turned Tembo loose on her. When the giant dropped his trousers and revealed his mammoth cock, Margaret groaned, remembering how he'd made her cum. Abigail's eyes went wide as she was looking at a cock that was twice as long and twice as thick as her boyfriend Gary's penis. He was the one she lost her virginity to back in Portsmouth. She gaped openmouthed as Tembo's prodigious spear lengthened and stiffened.

When he got that log into ******, then Abigail saw some fireworks. As Tembo worked it in slow and then faster and harder, Margaret began cumming and cumming - and crying out. And then just screaming as a huge vaginal-uterine atomic bomb exploded all throughout her pelvis.

Abigail's mind was awhirl with thoughts: 'ugh, this is really gross. I wonder how that would feel if it was inside me? I wonder if would fit? Will they make me do anything in front of my parents? I'll die if they do.'

Just then, Ambala unbuckled Clifford's pants and pulled everything down. He had an erection and Abigail saw it. She was shocked at seeing her ****** exposed and in that state. She had plenty of differences with her ******, but he was still her ****** and this blew her mind. She couldn't take her eyes off two things. Her ****** and her ******'s faces.

She was drawn to their reactions to what was happening to them. She snuck looks at their crotches, but for her that was too nasty to concentrate on. She looked over at her brother and made eye contact with him, but when she glanced down at his crotch, she was horrified to see that he was erect again too. Both of them broke eye contact guiltily.

It was all too awful. And truth be known, she could feel the wetness, the moisture seeping into the crotch of her panties as she watched her ****** get a royal fucking from a simply monstrous cock. And her ****** being masturbated, with Mummy's panties on his head, by an old ugly witch of a woman.

The only thing worse, in her mind, was for Owiti to come over and make her take her clothes off in front of her family. Which is exactly what he did. But not before Mum came like a firecracker. Owiti strolled over to Abigail and real nicely asked her, 'how you doing?' As if nothing unbelievable was going on. She was so flabbergasted she didn't answer him.

He then got closer to her and said in a low voice, "Abigail, take off your clothes."

She looked at him and felt butterflies in her tummy. It was the thing she feared the most.

"Oh please don't make me do that, PLEASE," she begged him.

"Do you want to go for a ride, like Mummy did," he said to her gravely, pointing to the bicycle.

"No...."

"Well, do it then."
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