A Pet's Performance, Part II SeXStoRY

The Mall... He walks around the little platform. She follows a little ending up turning around in the center. His eyes are on the crowd. Judging the people he sees. Rejecting most. He points. "You three. Come on. How can you not want to? She is just sex. Everything good about it. No complications. Willing. Eager." He is talking to three college students. One a rather large wide guy. The other two looking fit and healthy. They look at each other. There are some grins and then they come down and around to the platform. "Strip down guys. On the platform. One of you on your back. And one at each end. My little pet in the middle. She has three very sweet little holes. Fill them up for her." the Master instructs from the other side of the raised surface. She almost leaps off the carpet in joy. Bounding over to the three and grabbing at their clothing as they strip. Hands reach out to fondle her and she loves that too. Just beaming. The young men don't waste a lot of time. Soon the one is laying down and she is climbing on top of him. He has a good sized cock and she guides it into her and them slams her ass down on him. Groaning and purring. As the second comes up behind her she reaches back to spread her ass for him. "Stick it in hard please. Make kitty squeal like the little bitch she is. He likes that. Me too." she begs oh so very well. Putting real emotion into it. Real need. Those instructions are followed as he kneels down. His cock is a long thick 7" but he does not hold back. One moment of positioning and then a hard push. Getting past the outer ring she howls. Holding the sound as long as she can. It turns into a high pitched scream as he rams his hips forward. The third has to catch her face in his hands to get her to notice his throbbing cock. But when she does she opens wide and sticks her tongue out. She looks up at him the poor guy almost cums. The look of need and desire is so strong it just kills him. His cock throbs. She closes her wide beautiful eyes as his hard shaft slides between her lips. Sucking lightly and licking at him with her tongue. They start to move. Slowly and awkwardly at first. But she knows what she is doing and she rides them well. Getting each to move at the right times. Cocks in ass and pussy working opposite each other and her mouth moving naturally. Then she starts to purr. Somehow it is loud. Louder than it could be but everyone can hear it. The first effect is on the cock in her mouth. He takes a sharp breath and starts to piston into her. Rock hard dick going deep. But it also seems to push the guys ravaging her lower body too. The pick up the pace. Starting to smack into her with loud sounds. Time has a way of slowing in moments like these. They go on for some number of minutes but it seems like a very long time. The guy with his cock in her mouth goes first. Groaning and panting hard as he explodes into hot streams of cum. She tries to pull back as far as she can so as not to lose any. Considering she is getting banged around pretty good she does well. Only a few dribbles escape her greedy little mouth. Just a moment later there is first a groan and then a hard slam from the guy in her ass followed by the same from under her. Cum blasting her into her own hard violent orgasm. She shakes and howls in pleasure. Grinding up and down all on her own. Milking the cocks in her but also just driving herself crazy. "Yeeesssssssssssssssssss." she moans. They start to slow. She finally just hangs her head down. Hair brushing the chest below her. The three guys move away and she slowly slumps down onto the platform. Silly grin on her face. Movements slow and sensual. Feeling very alive. She shift her legs and arms so she is displayed fully but then closes her eyes. "Had enough my pet." her Master asks. She speaks without opening her eyes, "Yes master unless some cute girl wants to lick kitty clean." she says with a wicked little smile. He chuckles. If she is awake enough is really never an option. Looking up again he scans the crowd but this time he is looking for something different. A particular look on a face. He sees flashes of it on some. Even on some of the guys which he just skips by. Then he sees her. Looks about 20 but dressed so prim. Long pleated skirt. White shirt all buttoned up. The look just screams repressed. But on her face. Ah there was hunger. She actually licked her lips just before she notices him look at her. She blushes and looks down. When she looks back his eyes are waiting. He merely raises his eyebrows in the question and her eyes widen. She shakes her head. He looks at her. Looks down again. Slowly she brings her eyes up to look at his before nodding. Down and around the steps and next to the platform rather quickly. She is thin and blonde. Hair all tied up at the top of her head. "So what.... what am I supposed to do?" she asks in a very high pitched girly voice. "My pet is all covered in boy and girl cum. Just lick it all up for me." the master replies. "Please." says the pet opening her eyes and looking at the new arrival. The girl starts to pull at her clothes as she crawls up onto the platform. The pet rotates and spreads her legs wide. A blonde head dips down and takes her first long lick right across the cum covered slit. There are more licks as she pulls off first her own top and then her skirt. In black bra and panties she gets to work on the girl before her. Licking first one thigh and then the other. Not random licks but a nice pattern. Not missing an inch. When she gets to the crotch she licks slower. The combined cum of the guys and the pet a white sheen in places. It takes a while to deal properly with the pussy though. All the folds have to be licked. Hard to know what is really clean. She giggles from between the trim legs. When she is finally done the blonde looks up. Her eyes intense and hungry looking. She moves up the other girl's body and starts to lick her cheeks and neck. Not much cum up there but she does not want to miss any. She has always done her work well. When she gets to the lips there is a deep kiss. Sitting back a little she asks, "Was that alright? Did I do it well?" The pet reaches down to slide her hand inside the girl's panties. Stroking the wet pussy she finds. "So well I am going to reward you. Cum for me. I can feel you want to already." the pet says. The blonde takes a sharp breath as her ass starts to move all on it's own. She is hot and feels ready to explode and the fingers are pushing her hard. There is another hard kiss. Both taste of cum. Fingers move fast. Humping panty covered butt driving against them. She cannot believe how hot she is. How intense this feels. When she cums it feels like it starts at her toes and rips her spine out with the convulsions. She screams and gushes all over the hand pressing into her. The pet pulls her hand out and starts to lick it. "My name.... my name is Anna. thank... thank you." She gets kissed soundly. "You were very good thank you. If you want to see me again give your number to him and ask permission. He owns me mind, body, and soul but he likes me with girls." she whispers. Anna nods and moves away. Getting dressed she pulls a piece of paper out of her purse and writes on it. With a smile and getting a wink from the girl on the platform she walks over to him. "Sir I would like to... see her again. With your permission." she asks holding out the paper. "I think we can do that. What do you have to do for the rest of today?" he asks on a whim. "Nothing. I live alone and don't have to be anywhere until tomorrow morning." "Would you like to come home with us?" "Yes.... Yes I would." He smiles. Pitching his voice a little louder he says, "Get dressed my pet. It is time to go home." He sends the two of them to the car. Waiting until they are outside of the building before raising his hand. Again there is a pulse of energy that goes through the crowd. Everyone goes back to what they were doing. None will think this was real. Most will just forget and those who do not will remember it as a crazy, dirty dream. The spell on Anna was intact and would be tricky. He was enough of a devil to wonder how it would go. Walking out he gets into the car to find the two of them wrapped up in each other in the back seat. "Clothes stay on until we get home. Anna I need to talk to you so try and pay attention." "Yes. I'm listening." Anna replies pulling the pet's hand off her right breast. "Yes sir. He likes that." the pet says. "Yes sir. I am listening." Anna repeats. "Anna you are under a spell. What it did was make what happened today seem normal to you. When I take it off you are going to either forget what happened or possibly be very angry about it. The spell made you forget certain attitudes or beliefs." he says in a very conversational voice. Anna looks confused. The pet nods a few times in agreement though. When Anna speaks it comes out in a passionate burst.... "I do remember that my whole life I have been afraid to be sexual at all. I just thought something finally snapped inside of me today. I don't believe in magic. I am a good Christian girl. But... Well yeah now that you point it out I cannot believe what I did today." "First pussy you have ever licked baby? You are a natural." grins the pet. Anna blushes but also runs her hand over the other girls body. "So. If I leave you as you are then we can have an interesting night. If I take the spell away you are probably going to want to leave. And maybe call the police which I cannot allow. So we have a small problem." the Master explains. "No. We don't. Leave me as I am. My whole life was planned out for me and I did it. My parents are very religious so much so it touches every single aspect of life. I live alone. Never had a boyfriend. Afraid even to touch myself most of the time and feeling guilty when I did. Let me have tonight." she explains with more than a little passion. "You can... you can take pictures of me with her. I will give you my parent's address. If I know you have them I will never do anything. It would kill them. Please sir. Let me have this night with you and with her." Anna pleads now. Gripping the other girl hard. He considers. She is an interesting girl. Consequences though. Hmmm..... "Very well. I hope when you can make the choice freely you do not hate us." he finally says. There is a pair of girly yipps from the back seat. The night has just begun.

Blackmail is such an ugly word, Part II SeXStoRY

On the way to the bedroom... "There is a word for what you are doing you know? And it is a crime." Janet asks with her hostility barely controlled. There is just a touch of fear in her now too and it was also in her voice. "Yes but blackmail is such an ugly word." he says from behind her. He was enjoying watching her naked ass bounce. Most of the red has faded but there are still marks from his hand. They go up a small set of stairs. The whole upper floor was connected with one long center hallway. The master bedroom at one end. She opens the door and walks inside. It is a nice sized room with a huge king-sized bed against the far wall. She walks in a few feet and speaks without turning around. "How long do you think you can play this little game with me? This is insane you know?" He moves in behind her and gives her a good hard shove forward. She stumbles and lands on the bed face down. "Don't fucking move." he snarls. She freezes. Hands grasping the blanket under her tightly. Turning her head she has to blow her hair out of the way to see him. Has to blow three times. Would be funny in another situation. She does not find it so now. "Why?" there is irritation in her tone. "Don't. Move." Tony is opening drawers. Looking at everything. When he slides open the large double closet he reaches in for something she cannot see. "Get the hell out of there!" she snaps. "Shut up. I need to see your clothes. Some nice shit but you are going to need some new things. Same thing with your panty drawer. About a third is pretty good the rest dull." "What are you talking about?" she says more confused than angry. He walks back in her direction. Her eyes widen as she sees the long wide leather belt in his hand. One of her husbands and somehow that makes it even worse. Despite the command from him she starts to push herself upright. Only to have the doubled-up belt hiss through the air to Smack! across her ass. She yelps and snarls. "Down bitch. If you don't I will just hit whatever I can reach. Like your tits." "Fucking asshole." she curses as she bends back down against the bed. Her ass stinging. The belt cuts through the air again. To her the hiiiissssssss is very loud. When the leather Smacks! against her tender flesh she cannot hold back the oooooooowwwwwwww of pain. "Why are you hitting me now? Is there some point to this?" she spits out when she can breath again. "I am trying to teach you your second lesson. The first was that you are my sex slave and I am your master. The second is that you ass is mine. Literally. Completely. Not yours. Not his. Mine. I will whip it. Fuck it. Or dress it up like a slut and parade it around in public if I want." he says with f***e and conviction. She finds it a little hard to process his statement. She was considered a strong woman. An equal partner with her husband and if truth be told a little more in control than hubby would ever admit. Nobody owns her! The very idea is obscene. Marriage is a partnership. But the idea that her whole life has changed is impossible to ignore. She was lying naked with an 18 year old boy whipping her ass. Tears run down her cheeks. She sees her future change and become uncertain. The thought of prison terrifies her and it looms like a huge shadow over everything. Every plan she makes to escape her tormentor ends there. Her schemes get wilder as she sees her choices vanish. What she is about to say is possibly the hardest thing ever to pass her lips. It did not mean she was giving up. She told herself that rather strongly. But if she did not play the game a little it could get out of hand. He was a teen boy and she could manipulate him if she worked at it. "Master if you take me out in public everybody will know. Won't that mess things up?" she asks in a voice that while not quite respectful but at least is neutral. He is a little surprised. Everything he has read says it will take a long time to really break her. But it was a step in the right direction. "I won't spoil our fun little slave. We will take some nice trips together. A nice long drive. Some fun out in public and then a night in a hotel. If you are a good girl I won't actually rent your ass to any dick with money. But I promise you will get to meet some new cocks and lick a few pussies too." Her head snaps up at the very end. Until that moment she was not even looking at him. "That is disgusting. If you want to turn me into... into.... some cock sucking slut fine. But I draw the line at that. I have no interest in women in the least and find the idea repulsive." Tony grins. And it is one hell of a big grin. "Oh I like that. Normally I like a girl to be bi and hungry for pussy. But I will looooove watching you learn to like being between some girl's legs. Thank you little slave that is quite the gift." he says with laughter in his voice. "Fuck you you little...." Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! The skin of her bottom ripples under the blows. The sound echoes in the room. So loud. By the time the last lands she cannot hold back and she screams iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee. Gripping the blankets so hard they were wrapping around her hands and pulling up from the floor. Shaking. Ass on brilliant fire. The pain washing through her body with each breath. Her skin feels hot. Face flushed. Panting for breath. When he speaks it is harsh. Loud but not yelling. But still the sound of it seems to beat against her and she winces backwards. Before he is finished speaking she will whimper quietly and hate herself for it. "Listen carefully. I am done playing with you. Done with that fucking mouth. We are past the point of no return... both of us. I have done my crime just like you did. Nothing I do now makes much difference. I do not wish us to be discovered. I have no intention of killing you. Nor do I wish to make you physically sick. But those are the only limitations. The. Only. Limitations. I am going to hurt you. Today. Tomorrow. More and more and more until I have erased every fucking bit of resistance." He is breathing hard when he finishes. Tony feels powerful. Cock hard along his leg. Her ass with the red strips looks damn sexy. She was his now. Yeah she was going to fight. And hey maybe even stick a knife in his throat some night. But what was life without risk. Being 18 he believed completely that he was invulnerable. For the moment he was right. Janet finally gets her breath. "So do I have this right? You want me to cooperate. Willingly. Voluntary. While you beat, use, abuse and hand me over to other men and.... and women? That is what you expect me to do?" she sounds dubious to say the least. A touch offended too. He moves directly behind her. His legs nudge at hers and she spreads them without thinking about it. Too astounded to really worry about what he was doing right now. "Yes. If you don't I keep hurting you. Willingly cooperate and I will only hurt you a little... now and then. Play along and I won't make you kneel before 10 naked guys. Play along and I won't torment you I will just torture you. Does that make sense little slave? I am going to take you somewhere special though. A place where you can scream as much as you like. Something to look forward to. There will be a girl there too. Won't that be nice?" He sighs a little at the end. From the thought but also because his cock is sliding into her wet pussy. He makes her buck and groan when his fingers go over her abused ass but they end up at her hips. So now Janet is a bit torn. On the one hand some of the things he just said horrify her right down to her core. She actually has to think through the words a couple of time for them to really sink in and make frightening sense. It was.... just too much. She was trapped she knew that. Nothing she could do right now. She took some acting in college. Play along he says. She can do that. On the other hand she really wanted him to do exactly what he was doing. As much as she continued to resent the fact some of the things he did pushed some hidden buttons. It was not, really not, that she actually liked it, or him, or that thick slab of meat pounding her pussy. But somehow it... well it was better than getting whipped like some school girl that was for damn sure. She actually giggled. Instant guilt followed. A moan follows that. Tony was doing her with long strokes enjoying each one. She was pushing back against him. Not too hard cause her damn ass hurt but enough to make him feel it. Janet gasped in surprise and pleasure when his hand came around her thigh to find it's way to her clit. His rough stroking was a sudden sensation that she wanted more of. "Yes. Master please make me cum. I will be better. I promise." she pleads. His eye widen just a touch and he picks up the pace with both cock and hand. She is pushing back and her velvet vise is living up to it's name. She tries to keep his hardness inside of her muscles ripping and sending little waves of pleasure into him. His hand goes faster. She pants. Words are coming out of her mouth but they are incoherent. The emotions are a mix of lust and hatred. Violent passion building inside of her. This is the worst moment of her life. And... with a gasp that is almost a scream she cums. Hard. Very. Very. Hard. Clamping down so strongly on the rod of flesh inside her that he knows what trapped feels like for a long moment.. Men just cannot take the levels of pleasure a woman can. And what burned in her blew the top of his head off. Yelling himself and exploding inside her. The waves of pleasure causing both to grind and writhe against each other. For him it is over in a small number of seconds. But for her when he pulls back and out the waves burst again. She whimpers and mews. She wants it back. Wants more. Slowly she returns to herself. He adjusts a bit quicker reaching for his pants. Janet crawls up onto the bed. Wrapping herself in the blankets. Eyes somehow bright. Staring at him. "I will be back tomorrow at 10 am. Be scrubbed, shaved and dressed in panties and a tee shirt. I know this may be a little melodramatic but anyway.... I have a friend who knows everything and has copies of the the tape. Anything happens to me etc. etc. etc. Got it my sexy slave?" She does not know why. But for some reason that touches her. "You think I am sexy?" "I do. Always have. This is like a dream." "Dream for you. Nightmare for me." "Does not have to be you know." "Yes it does." "No. You can just give in. Spend most of the time enjoying it." "What if I can't?" "Of course you can. You just do it." "It is against my nature you... Master this is not me. I don't want to be this." "And yet you are. What you want does not matter. Life is like that. Conquer your nature and enjoy as much as you can. In the end I just want to fuck your brains out in every possible way. But if you make me I will spend more time punishing you. Little secret... I like doing it. So intense. So see all ya have to do is give me the slightest excuse and I will make you hurt. Keep focused on being a good little slave and life will be so much better." She does not know what to say. "Did you learn lesson number two tonight little slave?" he asks from the door way. She takes a deep breath, "Yes master. My ass is yours. Any way you want it." He nods and leaves. There are tears as she huddles in the blankets. An internal struggle. Some acceptance. A lot of fire. She has no idea what will happen. Can she even do what he wants if she tries? If she does who will she be on the other side? At some point the game becomes real. At some point the marks and the changes are forever. Did she change her life herself? Can she even blame Tony. There is a brief moment of smiles as she remembers he does think she is sexy. She surprises herself when she realizes that turning him and his girl in when she caught them was not a nice thing to do. Was this the first change? As he leaves the house Tony does not know what will happen either. But he feels strong and in control. Already plotting and planning for tomorrow. What he worries about is his little secret. He loves the bitch. Lust after her yes but it is more. Age difference and her being married were just the first two problems he had faced when he realized how much he adored her. Then fate stepped in. She does not know what will happen. Neither does he. That's the fun of it.

S&M with a twist,PART II SeXStoRY

They reached her loft, which just happened to be located above a sex shop. One of the many spread througout New Orleans. This greatly amused him.She unlocked her door and invited him in. Her home was spacious and very clean. Decorated with a modern flare to it. She offered him a drink and to make himself comfortable while she went to freshen up. He heard some sultr blues notes coming from the speakers in the ceiling. He closed his eyes, enjoyi8ng the mood it was putting him in. He then heard the water begin to run. He was hard instantly, knowing she was completely naked now. He followed the sounds of the running water to her bedroom, finding quite an interesting surprise. This little minx was deeply hard core involved in the BDSM lifestyle. Her bed was covered in black satin sheets. Tame,but what piqued his interest were the shackles on the wall. As well as the queening chair in the corner. She had a hanging display of whips, crops, collars, gags and shains. Arranged upon her night stand were multiple toys. Bullets, small vibes, larger vibes, double ended dildos...My God this woman was a complete freak!He planned on taking full advantage of that knowledge. He effortlessly shed his clothing, letting it fall silently to the floor. His bare feet padded across the hard wood floor, to the cool tile of the bathroom. He stood outside the fogged up shower doors. Watching Abbey caress herself underneath the hot water. Her hands cupping her breasts,gliding across her n ipples. and sliding down her stomache and resting between her legs. His cock immediately sprang to life. Abbey felt his hungry eyes upon her body. She looked up from her self ministrations and sure enough, he was standing outside the shower. Naked and ready for her. She crooked her finger at him. Silently inviting him to join her in the shower. He opened the door and stepped in behind her.He wrapped a thickly corded arm about her waist.Pulling her to him, wantin ghe to feel his desire for her. He pushed aside her wet hair, exposing the curve of her neck. He licked along the curve, sending chills down her spine. She reached overhead, grabbing a handful of his hair, forcing his mouth upon her her flesh.If the minx kept these actions up myuch longer, he'd lose all physical restraint. He wanted her , and he wanted her now. He reached for the liquid soap.Pouring a fair amount into the palm of his hand. He soaped her from head to toe. Teasing her sensitive nipples and pussy, he made sure she was squeaky clean. She wrapped her arms about him. Pressing her full, aching soapy breasts against his chest. Gliding back and forth, sharing her suds with him. Sh4e gathered some suds from ber body, and reached down for his hard cock.Lathering him up from the balls, his shaft, to the swollen head of his cock. She kept gliding her hand along his thick cock.Gripping tighter,stroking faster. Abbey felt his cock twitch, growing harder from her stroking it.She pulled him under thw water with her rinsing them off completely. She opened the shower door, steam rolling out into the room like thick fog. She didn't bother toweling off, but grabbed Marco's hand and led him into the bedroom. She instructed him to place the queening chair in the center of the room upon the bl**d red area rug. With a devilish grin, he complied. She took Marco by the hand and pulled him to his knees. She placed a hand on each of his shoulders, and leaned in to kiss him. He responded greedi8ly, suck in her toungue into his mouth, grazing it with one of his fangs."So you like it rough"? She asked him. Laughing as she reawche dfor one of his hands, and cuffing him to9 the queening chair. He seemed amused by her actions, she she cuffed his other hand to the chair as well.Hu must've seen the chair in use before, because he slid his head and shoulders underneath the chair. Abbey stood up, and slowly settled her naked body over the leather studded pads of the chair. Hovering just out of reach of Marco's mouth.Marco tried to grasp Abbey's thighs to pull her down to him, but the shackles were too short. He pretended to struggle, making Abbey squeal with delight. She lowered herself upon the queening chair and to Marco's hungry m outh. In this position, her beautiful pink pussy was completely open to him. Her luscious pussy glistening above him. He gave her one long llick of his tongue, from entrance to clit. Abbey let out a deep moan and pressed her pussy into his face. All Marco could do was oblidge her with licks and flicks of his tongue. Sucking on her pussy lips, pulling them into his mouth and gently biting down. "Harder"!,she begged him breathlessly.He happily complied, tasting n ot only her womanly essence, but also the sweet metallic of her bl**d as he punctured a labia.He hadnt even gotten to the good part of eating her pussy yet. But apparently, she liked havig it bitten, it seemed to heighten her pleasure. His saliva coagulated the puncture he'd made. He then turned his attention to her swollen clit, beckoning from it's hood, begging to be licked, sucked and rubbed. Marco flicked his tongue past her clit over and over.Making her moan and throw her head back in pleasure, prewssing her pussy harder against his mouth. Grinding against his tongue It wasn't long before he felt a rush of warm fluid upon his tongue and down his throat.Abbey sat motionless for a moment. Regaining her composure. It had been quite some time since she'd orgasmed from oral sex. The things he did to her with his mouth were simply amazing. Pure heaven.She wanted to retur the favor, and so she released him from his restraints. Marco jumped up, grabbed her abouth the waist, and thrust two fingers deep in her pussy. She spread her legs and bent over for him, giving him better access.He plunged his fingers in an dout of her body, then brought them to her lips.She opened her mouth , letting him slide his cream soaked fingers into her mouth. Suckling her juices from his fingers.He returned to finger fuck her. Every few minutes, slliding another finger in her pussy. It wasn't long till each finger was squishing in and out of her pussy and soo9n after he was wrist deep inside of her, fisting her.He could feel multiple mini orgasms. Each time her pussy muscles clamping down on his hand. He began rubbing her clit with the other hand.Within moments she had and intense mind blowing orgasim. Star bursts exploded behind her eyes and her body felt like it shattered in a million pieces, then remade itself.. Glowing, whole and on fire. She swiftly turned and sank to her knees. Cupping Marco's nkuts in one hand and grasping his shaft with the other. She lifted his nuts to her mouth to suck and lick them. Sucking a nut in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, all the whle stroking his cock. She licke dup his shaft, wetting it with her saliva. Abbey grasped her ample brewast, and placed Marco's slickened cock between them.She milked his cock with her breast, occassionally stopping to lavish the engorged head. Marco's cockbegan weeping pre-cum. The silky sweet fluid that drove ABbey totallly insane.She wrapped her lips around the sensitive head of his cock. Eager to suck as much of the silky fluid as she cold. She eased Marco's cock into her mouth inch by inch. Adjusting for his girth, letting her throat. relax. Sh4e finally had him ini her mough. Her teeth grazed his cock, sending lightning coursing through his veins. Her tongue carressed his throbbing cock, and when sh bit down on him, it was all he cmould do not to explode down the back of her throat.He wanted to enjoy the sensation a few moments longer. When he did cumhe pulled out, shooting his hot creamy load upon her breasts. She ooked up at him and with a delicate finger, rani t acros the cum, then stuck her fingers in her mouth, suck in g it clean. The rest of it, she scooped in her hand and bdgan massaging her pussy with it before it grew cold. Marco grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her to the wall where the wrist restraints were hanging. He turbned her abruptly to face the wall. Placing her wrists into the shabouts above her head. He stepped up behind her, rubbing his cock from cheek to cheek, teasing her.Abbey stuck out her ass further for him,enticing him furrther.He smacked her ass, and soothed the sting with a lick, then blew upon it to cease the fire.Abbey purred with delight. Marco shook his head and smiled. He reached over to the display and grabbed the cat'nine tails. He laid it across her shoulders iwth a loud biting crack. He then placed the leather acro9ses her shoulder and let it glide down her back. Listening to her giggle uncontrollably.Whispering, she begged him for more, He drew back his arm and struck her harder. Abright red welt apeared instantly. Marco carressed the offending welt with his lips. Brushing it with butterflyt kisses.

May I Mother,? (Part II) SeXStoRY

There wasn’t much hesitation in calling Cindy. Only in my wildest dreams did I ever think this would actually happen. Could she be serious? There was this big “what if” going on in my mind about this being a set-up. I mean, after all, I am dating her daughter and she could be setting this up to see where I morally stand with our relationship status. Even if she were to pull such a stunt, she would be just as guilty as I am, right? She could play it off as “playing along to see how far he’d go”. What I needed was black mail. I needed something along the lines of an insurance policy just in case this opportunity turned sideways. Cindy and I rarely spoke on the phone as it was far too dangerous. Not that chatting online was better, but at least we didn’t run the risk of someone listening in on our conversation. Besides, saved chat logs on a flash drive was the insurance policy I was looking for. Over the next few months, Cindy and I chatted on a daily basis and each day brought something new. It got to the point where she had to bring an extra pair of panties to work as she would soak right through the first ones before lunch. We discussed everything from oral sex to doing it in public, to swallow or not to swallow, if she would let me give her the shocker or not, and different positions. This woman was willing to do whatever the hell I wanted and I was getting tired of talking about it. Finally, I had decided to take a trip home to “visit Sheryl” even though my true intentions were much more disturbing. I made the drive to Sheryl’s and was excited to see her. As bad as it sounds, the odds of getting laid this weekend were heavily in my favor but it was a 50/50 chance of who it was going to be with – Cindy or Sheryl? In all honesty, it was a little unnerving to see Cindy for the first time since the hours and hours of chatting had began. Every conversation and fantasy raced to my head when I saw her – both heads. I couldn’t help but imagine her lying in the bathtub with her waterproof red vibrator named after me while sliding in and out of her warm pussy as she closed her eyes and begged for it to really be my cock that’s inside of her. “Hey baby,” Sheryl said as she ran up and hugged me. Oh. Shit. Reality just set in. I’m hugging Sheryl and looking at her mother that’s standing behind her as if it’s mating season and I’m just a buck on the prowl. “This is going to be an interesting weekend” I thought to myself. I got my bags unpacked and got settled in for a weekend of fun with old friends. There were plans made to go out on the town or just invite everyone over for a bonfire and some cold beers and I opted for the latter. Sooner than later, there was 15 or so of some old faces that I hadn’t seen in some time. It was good to catch up with old friends and tell funny old stories. I knew Cindy was inside and it only took about 6 beers to build the courage to go face her alone. She had been inside the entire night watching a movie as the rest of us “k**dos” were outside carrying away. I knew I’d be able to get a few minutes alone with her before someone came looking for me. I walked inside and sure enough, Cindy was curled up on the couch watching a movie on the Lifetime® channel. I sat down on the couch directly in front of her line of sight to the television and smiled. I ran my hand up her leg on the outside of the blanket and just paused – I waited for her to say something but there was just this moment of silence. It was if she knew exactly what I was looking for and she was more than willing to accept my silent proposal. She slid her warm hand up the inside of my leg and wrapped her fingers around my fully erected member. The Nike® shorts I was wearing gave her pretty simple access to such areas. She smiles at me and says, “it’s fatter than I expected and I’m going to enjoy wrapping my lips around it to milk your sack dry.” Never in my life has anyone ever talked so erotic to me. With a few pumps I came instantly in my shorts – loads after loads after loads. She smiled and withdrew her hand and licked it clean of all the warm stickiness. She leans up and bites my ear and says, “it’s not the right time, go get cleaned up before someone notices.”. My body was drained. I ran to the bedroom, dropped my shorts, and found some jeans to put on so I could use the “I got cold” excuse as my reason for changing. As I came walking back out, Cindy was gone, the TV was off, and I assumed she retired to bed for the evening. I went back out and sat by the fire and my mind kept racing back to five minutes ago. Right then and there is when I first realized that during an orgasm, absolutely nothing goes through your mind. It was so fucking erotic that I didn’t know what to do with myself. I was getting hard just thinking about it! It was the kind of orgasm that makes your body goes tense, your toes curl, and every thought flees your mind as your body and soul just explodes with an unexplainable feeling. I don’t think there is a verb in the English language that could accurately describe the sensation, but un-fucking-believable comes to mind. Sheryl and I later called it a night and retired to the bedroom. She was soaking wet and ready to jump my bones the instant we closed the door. This was out of character for her. Normally, she was kind of passive when it came to sex. It’s not that she didn’t want it, but she was more of a conservative girl. You would never find her riding my cock with the seat back while driving down the interstate with the truck on cruise control. That’s another story. Anyhow, the only thing I could chalk it up to was the scent I was giving off after just having the best orgasm known to mankind. I don’t think Sheryl had ever been fucked before, literally, and I was trying to think about Cindy but all I could focus on was Sheryl screaming “Ohhhhh myyyy fuckinnnng Goddddd” over and over. I was fucking her so hard that my sack was slapping against her clit and her tits were bouncing all over the place – (laughing in my head – good memories). It was always the slow, sexy, love making sessions that she enjoyed. I didn’t give her the option this time. It was face down, ass up, as I plowed in to Sheryl like a wild b**st on a****l Planet® with Mike Rowe as the commentator. The weekend came to an end and it was time to return back to campus on Sunday night. I said my goodbye’s to everyone before I headed out of town. Sheryl was sad to see me go but it was a feeling we were both used to after being in a distance relationship for quite some time. Oddly, though, Cindy was glad to see me go. I didn’t understand it until I got back to school and found an instant message waiting for me on my computer. The message was dated Sunday morning at 1:43am. She wrote me the message while listening to Sheryl and I fuck each other’s brains out. “Scott, I’m sitting here listening to you and Sheryl and all I can think about is how badly I want you inside me. It’s very dangerous for us to be around each other and I think it’s best if we try to avoid being alone – I hope you understand. I’m sorry.” I sat there in shock. “What. The. Fuck. Just. Happened.” I hadn’t even unpacked yet and shit already hit the fan. How could this be? What did I say or do? I was dying to talk to Cindy to try and save this. After all the chats, secret phone calls, fantasies, and minutes of ecstasy this past weekend, I wasn’t about to let this one just walk away. It wasn’t that I felt Cindy owed me anything, but I felt the need to conquer her. She was the forbidden fruit… I waited until Monday to instant message her so I could catch her at work and we could talk in private at length. Monday came and went and Cindy never signed on. Tuesday came, then Wednesday, and finally Friday and she finally signed on. It was late in the evening and everyone in her house had probably already gone to bed. In consideration of the time, I knew Cindy must have had a few drinks in her and that’s why she signed on. Being a college k** and its Friday night, she wasn’t expecting me to be home. She thought she was just going to sign and on and read all the messages I had left her – which was none. “Hey Cindy,” I said. “Scott, how are you?” she replied coldly. “Good…so, is everything okay? I haven’t heard from you all week! The last I heard from you is your message I had on my chat when I got home Sunday,” I replied. “I know. And I’ve been avoiding you because I don’t know how to act around you. I just think it’s best as I don’t want to get anyone hurt. Listen, I signed on because I wanted to invite you to the beach house this weekend and I know Sheryl would love it if you came. Maybe we can find some time to talk too so things don’t get awkward.” Cindy said. “I understand completely, Cindy. I know it’s a big risk and things could get really ugly if people were to find out. No hard feelings, okay? I would love to come to the beach house tomorrow. Count me in! I’ll call Sheryl and let her know I’m coming.” I pulled up to the beach house early the next morning as I was excited to see everyone again. Very rarely did Sheryl and I get two weekends in a row. Being there was a lot of fun. There were 4-wheelers, jet skis, great food, and relaxing on the beach drinking plenty of cold beer. As the day went on, things were fine and Cindy and I got along. I had kind of let everything go to help keep my mind of things to prevent any awkward moments. I guess in the grand scheme of things, it was a smart decision for either of us considering who my girlfriend is. That night we returned to the beach house and came up with this crazy idea of staying up all night, drinking beer, and smoking a brisket on the BBQ pit. I know it sounds like a good idea, but after being in the sun all day, swimming, and already having consumed double digit counts of beer, we were already in a losing battle. (For those of you that don’t know, smoking a brisket on the BBQ pit is a low heat and very slow method. Usually, smoking a brisket takes about an hour a pound so this could very well be a 12 hour cooking event.) Moving on. The idea was to start the brisket late at night and let it cook through until the next morning where it could be served for lunch. By 2am, the “cooking team” had all passed out except me. Looking around, it was pretty peaceful. The full moon, no noise except the tide rolling in, and myself was all that was around. I’ll admit, I was pretty trashed but I still had my wits about me. I sat in peace for a little while and pondered random thoughts in my head and…bingo. This was it. This was the moment of all moments. It’s quiet, it’s dark, and there isn’t a soul that’s coherent for miles. “Let’s go wake up Cindy.” When you walk in the master bedroom of the beach house, the bed is right next to the door. With the way her husband snored, I knew it would be pretty safe leaning in and subtly waking Cindy. I slowly walked through the house with all my focus on that bedroom door. I leaned in, tapped her on the shoulder a few times until she leaned up and looked at me. I waved for her in a follow me motion as my nerves starting going crazy. I didn’t wait for her, but instead I started walking back through the house and back outside to the deck below. If she shows up, then she knows exactly what my intentions are. A few minutes go by and I see her walk out in her mid-thigh spaghetti strap nightie. Her hair was a mess from sl**ping and she was half awake and I wasn’t sure if she had caught her snap yet. She walked up to me and kissed me and said “follow me”. Jackpot! This is it. I followed her down another flight of stairs to the ground level where all the jet skis where kept in the garage. She opened the door and pulled me in by my hand and told me not to turn on the lights. With the full moon out, no lights were needed. She walked around to the back of the Jet Ski trailer and climbed up while I quickly started removing every piece of clothing on my body. I walked around to the back of the trailer and found her lying face up on the Jet Ski with her white spaghetti strap nightie pulled over her breasts. I froze. “Wow” I said. All I could think about is this older woman lying in front of me with one little strip of hair coming from her clit and very perky nipples just begging to be sucked. She had her legs spread and hooked her legs around my ass and pulled me in close to her. She leaned up, grabbed my cock, and guided me towards her throbbing wet pussy as she leaned in and kissed me. Lube? No fucking way. She was so drenched that you could see her juices dripping down the side of the red Jet Ski seat. I can’t remember ever being that hard before. My cock was literally one solid piece of pipe that I was about to lay in her. The tip of my dick was pressed right against her lips and I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. Her pussy was almost magnetic the way it drew my cock in towards her! Without any friction or hesitation, I slid all the way in to pure – 100 percent – ecstasy. It was hotter and moister than any woman I’ve ever experienced before. I could barely function. It was a natural reaction to start sliding in and out. I felt so primal – like a fucking cave man taking my woman and having my way with her. She also had something I had never experienced before – muscles. With each stroke as I slid out, she would squeeze her pussy and choke my cock. She could make her pussy so freaking tight it was incredible. We never said a word to each other. It was all body language and feeling. What seemed like days was probably only fifteen minutes. I fought urge after urge to pull out and cum all over her because I wanted it to last forever. Another new experience – her head jolts back, hands pulling the hair on the back of my head, and her legs tightened around my waist as her pussy soaked us with cum. I had heard about this before but never did I think I would experience it. She’s a squirter. It was everywhere and I fucking loved it. We were both drenched in her cum and it was erotically hot. I couldn’t help but taste it. I continued slowly sliding in and out and now that she came everywhere, it made the vinyl seat very slippery; thus allowing me to move easier. I reached down and rubbed her clit with my thumb and within minutes she came again. This time it wasn’t an explosion, but it was all over my hand. I licked her cum off my fingers one at a time just as she did to me after our experience on the couch the previous weekend. Her body was shaking, almost uncontrollably, and she leans up and demands me to fill her full of cum. I lunged forward trying to reach her deepest darkest spots of her womb as my legs straightened, toes curled, and head back – I unleashed every ounce of cum I had in my body into her. It was the first time I had ever came in a woman and it seemed to just go on and on. Finally, I collapsed on top of her as we both tried to balance on top of a cum soaked slippery Jet Ski seat. As soon as euphoria ended, we both jumped up and snuck to the ocean to rinse off. The both of us had to get in bed with our significant other and the last thing we should do was get in bed smelling like fresh cum and raunchy sex. We rinsed off in the ocean and dried off, returning to our original clothing. The smell of burning pecan wood filled my clothes from smoking the brisket which helped cover the smell of sex. Cindy and I sensually kissed before returning to the deck. She looked me deep in my eyes and said “you’re everything I could imagine and more – you’re the first person to ever make me do that…you know…cum everywhere thing.” I smiled, kissed her on her forehead, and told her “it was the hottest fucking sex I’ve ever had, or will have, and you’re un-fucking-believable”. Cindy returned to her snoring husband and I sat outside on the deck to finish the brisket to drink a celebration beer of my recent conquered conquest and to reflect on the most amazing experience I’ve ever had. I returned to school the following day and went on with life as if nothing had ever happened. Until this day, that night remains unknown to anyone else except Cindy and me. It’s our little moment on earth that will never be truly shared with anyone else. I don’t think it would be as erotic as the first time and therefore have moved on. To recreate that passion and excitement would be very difficult to do again successfully, and Cindy agrees. We both have moved on in to different times in our lives and do not remain in contact. As for Sheryl, that chapter, too, came to an end but not for quite some time after that special night. Looking back, it was very dangerous with the risk of damaging families and lives to the point of beyond repair, but if I had to do it all over again, I would. I believe an experience like that passes you only once in a lifetime and, in that quick window of opportunity, you must capture it. It’s not meant to be forever, it’s not meant to grow relationships with, but more so, it’s an experience that every person, man and woman, must experience in this life. Thank you all for taking the time to share this experience with me and I certainly wish each and every one of you the best.