les histoires de chrislebo

MAURICE AND RENEE

It was Monday morning when Jake woke Chris up with a "Good Morning," fuck. Then they had a light breakfast and waited for Maurice in the lobby of the hotel. Jake spotted Maurice as soon as he entered the hotel. Carl description had been accurate and Maurice made no pretense about his sexual orientation. Jake stood up and waved to Maurice who then sauntered over to where he and Chris were seated.

"Oh you must be Jake and this must be Chrissie," Maurice said holding out his hand in a greeting and then said to Chris, "Stand up and let me have a look at you."

Chris stood up and Maurice looked him over. Chris was nervous as Maurice spun him around and checked him out. Maurice ran his hand over Chris' ass and remarked, "Very nice." Then Maurice fluffed Chris' hair and said, "Oh we must do something with this. I will schedule and appointment with Renee for later in the week."

"I think that we have everything ready Jake. Have a good day, Chrissie will be in good hands with me this week," Maurice said.

"Am I coming back here today?" Chris asked nervously.

"No you will be with Maurice all week and you will stay at his place. Next week you will be making daily trips with Maurice and you will be with me each night," Jake confirmed.

"But I don't have anything with me. All my clothes are in the hotel room," Chris said sounding scared.

"Relax, Maurice has everything you need for this week," Jake assured his nephew.

"Come along, time is wasting," Maurice said and then he led Chris out of the hotel.

Chris was bewildered and confused but he knew that his uncle had set this up and that he had to go along with it. He wondered what was in store for him. Would he have sex with Maurice? Would he have sex with other French boys? Would he finally have someone suck his cock or would he get to fuck someone? A million thoughts and questions ran through Chris' mind as he was driven to Maurice's finishing school.

About an hour later the car pulled into a courtyard and Maurice escorted Chris into a building where he would spend the next week. Maurice would begin the preparation for Chris' new life as Chrissie. Maurice showed Chris around the building and pointed out where Chris would *****, eat and train. Then Maurice began the training. Chris would first have to learn how to walk, stand, sit and behave like a girl. He already had some effeminate mannerisms so that was a benefit. By the time Maurice was done with Chris, he would indeed look and feel like a girl.

Jake would not be idle during the week as he took advantage of the clothing optional beaches and managed to bed a few women during the week. Jake was very impressed with the quality of French women who frequented the beaches. Although they were for the most part unapproachable on the beach they were receptive to dinner invitations. Jake was a physical specimen and the French ladies liked his fitness. He managed to have a different date for five evenings. Jake then took it easy on Sunday as he knew that Chris would be returning as Chrissie after a week of training.

The next six days flew by as Chris' training was intense. He had continued taking female hormones, eating healthy foods, and he had learned to move like a young woman. He had worn girl's clothes everyday and slept in a negligee each night. Chris had any sex with anyone and he was so wired that he had to masturbate each night. That Sunday after breakfast, Maurice told him that they were going to the salon to meet Renee and Chris would have his hair styled. After that Maurice would bring Chris back to the hotel where Carl was staying.

At the salon, Renee greeted him and told Chris to have a seat that he was just finishing up with a customer. Chris sat down and watched the other stylists move around their customers. Chris was convinced that they were gay just by their body language and voice. One stylist kept shifting his weight from one leg to the other and placing his hand on his chin as he studied the customer's hair. Chris noticed that he had a nice ass and the stylist seemed to go out of his way to draw attention to it.

All of the stylists wrapped up their work at shortly after 1:00 PM and went about cleaning up their areas of work. Renee came out and told Chris that he could take him now. Chris noticed that the other two stylists giggled and playfully punched each other when Renee spoke to him.

Chris followed Renee to the back of the salon where the shampoo sinks were located. Chris sat down his head back as instructed as Renee turned on the water. The other stylists were leaving so Rene told Chris that he would be right back as he had to lock up since they were officially closed. Renee returned and tested the water temperature and then he had Chris lean back with his head in the sink. Renee soaped Chris' hair and washed it thoroughly. Renee massaged Chris' head as he shampooed it and Chris was actually turned on by the head massage. Renee rinsed his hair and then applied a second lathering. By the time Renee had finished, Chris had an erection that was very obvious in his pants which did not go unnoticed by Renee.

Renee then steered Chris over to the stylist chair and went to work on Chris' hair. As he cut Chris' hair Renee had a way of touching and rubbing up against Chris that was turning Chris on. Chris was sure that he felt Renee's erection against his arm on several occasions. After the first cutting Renee rinsed Chris' hair again and then had him sit under the hair dryer. Renee then shocked Chris by kneeling in front of him and removing Chris' pants and underwear.

"This will help pass the time as your hair dries," Renee said and then he took Chris' cock in his mouth.

Chris didn't answer but just closed his eyes as Renee's lips kissed the engorged cock. Chris' body tensed as Renee's lips moved up and down the shaft and then Chris gasped as Renee's mouth engulfed his cock.

Chris thought to himself, "Oh my God, someone is finally going to suck my cock."

Renee was a very good cocksucker and in no time he had Chris ready to blow his load. Chris tried to prolong his orgasm as long as he could. Renee knelt on the floor and lifted Chris toward him. Renee caressed the back of Chris' legs and cheeks of his ass as Renee's warm, wet, wonderful mouth sucked on Chris' cock. Renee massaged the head of Chris' cock against the roof of his mouth. He circled Chris' cock with his tongue and Chris felt the light ******** of Renee's teeth. Chris' dick felt harder and longer than it ever felt in his life and he knew he was going to shoot soon.

Renee took Chris' cock out of his mouth and looked up at him as he stroked the entire length of it and massaged Chris' bloated balls. Renee then put it back in his mouth and took it out again then he gently blew on it as his fingers continually massaged Chris' balls. Renee tickled the cock head with his tongue and teased Chris' pee slit. Renee had Chris close to cumming a few times. Renee seemed to know when Chris was getting close, and he would do things making him last longer, torturing Chris in the process.

Renee looked up at Chris and smiled as he stroked the slick cock. Then he asked, "Ready to cum Chris"?

"God yes, I am so ready!" Chris replied.

Renee then took Chris' cock all the way into his warm wet mouth. He swirled his tongue around the length of the shaft, nibbled on the cock head and sucked Chris hard. Renee reached under Chris' balls and rubbed the hardness between his balls and anus. Chris felt his cock thicken and he knew he was going to cum. There was no stopping Chris this time.

Renee grabbed Chris' ass cheeks with both hands as Chris exploded in his mouth. Chris fired round after round of cum into his mouth and Renee sucked and swallowed as fast as he could. Rope after rope of semen shot into Renee's mouth as Chris seemed to have an endless supply. Finally the barrage subsided and Chris stopped cumming in Renee's mouth. Renee sucked on the thick firm cock until he had drained every drop from Chris' dick.

"Chris would you like to fuck me? Would you like to stick your lovely little cock in my ass?" Renee asked as he wiggled his shapely ass in Chris' direction.

Renee took off his pants and his 5" erect dick wavered in the air. He knelt on the floor and raised his ass in the air. Chris looked at him in this position and decided that he looked just like a girl with his smooth hairless body and his great looking bubble butt. Renee reached back and lubed his asshole with lotion. Chris saw this and then applied a generous amount of lotion to his own cock. Chris slid out from under the hair dryer, stood behind Renee and stared at the incredible ass that he was about to fuck. Chris then spit on his dick making very slippery and eased into Renee's asshole.

Chris was gentle with him allowing Renee to adjust to his cock which didn't take very long. Soon he was buried to the hilt in Renee's ass and he fucked the stylist royally. Chris held on to the pretty twin cheeks of Renee's ass as he fucked him thoroughly. Renee felt Chris tense and then fill his ass with cum. Chris continued to fuck Renee's ass and the semen backed out of his ass and ran down over Renee's balls. Renee fell forward onto the floor and Chris followed him with his cock still buried in Renee's ass. Chris was so turned on that he remained hard and he began to fuck Renee again.

Chris was buried balls deep in Renee's tight asshole. Renee was flattened on the floor face down as Chris drove his cock deep into the bowels of his new found lover. Renee's ass moved under Chris but Chris' strength and drive kept Renee pinned under him. Chris' buttocks clenched and unclenched as he pummeled Renee's ass. Chris' cock drove into Renee and then retreated until only the head remained in Renee's rectum. Renee felt the shaft drive in and out of his anal passage like a piston causing him to cry out.

"Oh God your cock is so hot in my ass, so deep. Oh fuck yeah, fill me with your dick. Cum in me, I want you shooting in my ass again," Renee exclaimed!

Chris continued to fuck the shapely firm ass of his new lover driving his cock into the warm recess. Chris sensed his orgasm building in his balls and he knew that within minutes he would cum in Renee's hot ass. Chris felt the pressure in his scrotum just before he unleashed a torrent of semen into the shapely firm ass underneath him. Chris felt Renee's anal muscles tighten around the shaft and squeeze every ounce of spunk out of it.

"Oh ****, I feel it. I love it when you cum in my ass. I love your hot seed flooding my ass," Renee cried out, "That's what I love about you teenagers, you can cum forever!"

Renee got up and wiped him self off with one of the salon towels as Chris wiped off his cock with one as well. Renee told Chris to take off the rest of his clothes and that he would finish Chris' hair while they were naked. Renee also stripped off his remaining clothes and then went about cutting and shaping Chris' hair. While Renee was cutting his hair Chris told him about his Uncle Jake. Renee was excited that Jake was turning Chris into a lady boy as he called him.

"I will shape your hair to compliment your appearance as a girl," Renee promised.

When Renee was done with Chris' hair he had Chris stand up in front of the mirror as he moved another mirror around Chris' head. Chris' hair had been cut into a style that made him look very feminine. Chris felt Renee's erect cock brush against his body as Renee moved around him with the mirror. Renee then put the mirror down and stood close behind Chris. He reached around and cupped Chris' emerging tiny breasts and pressed his cock into the crack of Chris' ass.

"I just love it that you have little boobies," Renee said as he gently tweaked Chris' nipples.

Chris felt his own cock getting hard again as Renee fondled him. Chris reached behind him and took Renee's cock in his hand.

"Oh you naughty boy, we have plenty of time for that but first I have something for you to wear," Renee said as he playfully slapped Chris' hand away.

Renee went to his locker and took out a skimpy looking outfit. It was an outfit with a very tiny skirt. He handed it to Chris and told him to put it on. Chris looked at the outfit and then blushed as it was very feminine. Chris slipped it on and it was a little tight but it showed of his new tiny breasts through the thin material.

"I want you to move around. Jump around so that your skirt flips up," rasped an excited Renee.

Chris danced around the room as he had been taught by Maurice and allowed the little skirt to flip up and show his cute ass. Renee watched him move around and as he did Renee felt his cock rise at the thought of fucking Chris. This time when Chris danced around the skirt flipped up and showed his bare ass and genitals. Renee stroked his cock as he watched Chris and then he decided it was time to fuck Chris. Renee, sporting a raging hard-on, caught Chris. He pushed Chris down on the floor face down and flipped up short skirt.

"Do you know what happens to boys that dress like girls? They get fucked in the ass," Renee announced.

Renee grabbed the lotion from his nightstand and quickly covered his cock with it. Then he pushed his rock hard cock into Chris' ass and fucked him hard and fast. Chris whimpered under the assault of his ass but he pushed back to try to get all of Renee's cock in him. Renee pounded his new friend's ass as they both raced toward an orgasm. Renee came first and filled Chris' ass with semen. Chris squealed when he felt the warm liquid flood his ass. Renee continued to fuck until his cock softened and slipped from Chris' ass. Chris rolled over on his back and Renee's mouth immediately covered Chris' cock. Renee sucked on his cock until Chris shot his wad in Renee's mouth.

"Oh God I'm cumming. Suck me Renee, take it all. Oh you are so good!" Chris exclaimed as his seed filled Renee's mouth.

The two pretty boys lay side by side after their orgasms and held onto each other's cock. It didn't take long before they were ready to go again and Chris removed the rest of the outfit. Chris and Renee sucked each other in a 69 position and played with each other's ass. Then Chris fucked Renee in the ass and Renee reciprocated by fucking Chris in the ass again. They stayed in the salon to almost 4:00 PM and then totally drained they cleaned up and dressed. Just then Maurice returned and he smiled at the two pretty boys. Maurice also had a new outfit for Chris to wear.

"Put these clothes on along with the hose and panties," Maurice told him.

Chris left the salon thrilled with his new look. He knew that once he got to the hotel and Uncle Jake saw his new hair style and the way he was dressed that he would fuck Chris' brains out. Chris was right on target. As soon as his Uncle Jake saw Chris with his new hairdo and wearing girl's clothes, he couldn't wait to get Chris in bed. Once in the hotel room Jake pulled Chris' panties down just below his buttocks so that his ass was exposed but his cock and balls were still covered. Jake flipped Chris' skirt up over his back and pressed lightly on Chris' back causing it to arch and further accentuate his ass. Then Jake slipped his rock hard cock into Chris' ass and fucked him slowly. His Uncle repeatedly called Chris by the name Chrissie as he fucked him.

"Oh Chrissie my dear I love fucking your sweet ass," Jake said as he caressed his nephew's curvy bubble butt, "You are my favorite niece Chrissie. You have such a beautiful ass and such a talented mouth that I can't get enough of you."

Uncle Jake didn't last too long since he was so turned on and he soon filled Chris' ass with yet another round of cum that day. Chris was presented with his Jake's cock to suck clean after it was pulled out of his ass. Chris obediently sucked his Uncle's cock clean and felt the cock soften in his mouth. Later that evening Jake fucked Chris again the same way with Chris still in the dress. Then they called it a night. Chris took a long hot bath and soaked his tired body as he douched his ass clean of all traces of cum. Later Chris retired early to get a good night's ***** as tomorrow was another training day with Maurice.

For the next three weeks, Chris would spend the day with Maurice at the finishing school learning to be a young woman. At night he would be with his Uncle Jake sucking cock and getting fucked. Chris was referred to by Chrissie all the time now and he wore girl's clothes every day. Chris had even learned to walk in ladies high heels. It was unbelievable how much Chris looked like a girl. There was one more thing to do and then he would be complete. Chris was scheduled for breast implants. They would not be huge but they would add to his figure and they would be nice and firm.

Chris, now Chrissie and Jake finally returned to the states. Chris was allowed to dress like a boy so that he could pass through customs and re-entry to the states. Once back home at Jake's house, Chrissie wore girl's clothes all the time even when they went out. Jake would take Chrissie shopping and out to eat and Jake was very pleased with the way Chrissie looked. Everyone who saw them thought that Jake was out with a hot looking chick. Jake called Carl and filled him in and then Carl decided to come for a visit.

CHRISSIE'S FIRST DOUBLE DATE

Carl and his wife Kim arrived at Uncle Jake's house for the weekend. Kim was from Bangkok and Carl told everyone that they were married. Chrissie was really nervous. It was one thing to dress up but to be in the company of another couple and pass himself off as Uncle Jake's niece would be a challenge. Of course Chrissie did not know that Carl and his ladyboy Kim already knew about Chris becoming Chrissie and Chrissie did not know that Kim was also a ladyboy.

Carl was a strapping man of 6'4" and 200 pounds. His brown hair was cut short and he was very muscular. Kim was just the opposite as she was a very pretty petite Thai woman. Her features were delicate, sharp and articulate. Chris guessed her to be about 5'3" with a shapely figure. Her breasts were medium sized and she had shapely legs but her best feature was her ass as it seemed to reach out from her body and beg to be touched. Chrissie wondered if Carl fucked his wife in the ass. He also wondered how big Carl cock was.

That evening they went out to dinner and Chrissie was really nervous that he would be detected. However Kim was a charming woman and made Chrissie feel at ease. Chris actually felt more like Chrissie as the evening went on. Chrissie caught himself staring at Kim at times taking in her beauty and actually wondering what it would be like to make love with her. Chrissie had never looked at another girl or woman in that way before. The dinner was delicious and the conversation flowed smoothly. Chrissie was now completely at ease.

Kim excused herself to go to the ladies room and as women often did she invited Chrissie to join her. At first Chrissie panicked but then he knew that he should join her. So as Chrissie, he smiled and accompanied Kim to the ladies room. The thought of being with her in the ladies room got him excited and he felt his cock harden in his silk panties. Chrissie followed Kim into the ladies room and all the while his eyes were glued to Kim's ass. Chris wondered what it might be like to fuck Kim in the ass. It had been awhile since he had fucked anyone or had his cock sucked.

They entered the ladies room and Kim looked around to assure that they were alone and then she spoke to Chris, "Chrissie, I understand that you like to suck cock and get fucked in the ass."

"What?" Chrissie stammered, "Did Uncle Jake tell you that?"

"Yes he told Carl but relax I like to do that too," Kim replied.

The image of Carl fucking his petite wife in her fantastic ass crept into Chrissie's mind and his cock hardened in his panties again. Kim took his hand and pulled him into one of the stalls.

"I want to see your pussy," Kim whispered as she closed the door to the stall and locked it.

Chrissie panicked again but surprisingly his cock remained hard. When Kim's hand went under his skirt and stroked his panties Chrissie thought he would die from embarrassment.

"What do we have here?" Kim said as she lifted Chrissie's skirt and stroked his cock through his panties.

"Look how hard and big your clit is," Kim whispered excitedly as she then pulled Chrissie's panties down far enough to free his erect cock.

Kim sat on the toilet seat and pulled Chrissie to her. Her mouth enveloped Chrissie's cock who let out an audible gasp.

"Oh my God!" he gasped in a softened voice as Kim deep throated his cock.

Chrissie couldn't believe it that he was getting his first blow job from a woman and he loved it. Kim was good as good as anyone who had sucked his cock and she soon had him on the verge of a massive orgasm. A few more sucks and Chrissie blew his load right into Kim's mouth. Kim sucked every drop of cum from Chrissie's cock and continued to suck until Chrissie pushed her head away. Chrissie's body tingled from his head to his toes as Kim drained his cock. Kim looked up and smiled at Chrissie then she stood up and had Chrissie sit on the toilet seat.

"My turn now," Kim said with a look of intense desire in her eyes.

Chrissie again panicked he had never even seen a pussy much less touched one or eaten one. He started to protest weakly as Kim lifted her mini skirt. Chrissie spotted the bulge in Kim's panties and then the cock popped out as she pulled her panties down.

"You see Chrissie I'm a ladyboy just like you," Kim said as he stroked his cock.

Kim pulled Chrissie gently by his head toward the cock and Chrissie took Kim's cock in his mouth. Kim's cock was probably no longer than 5" and fit nicely in Chrissie's mouth. Chrissie sucked on Kim's cock and took it all the way into his mouth. He then got bold and placed a finger near Kim's asshole.

"Wet it and put it in my ass," Kim whispered excitedly.

Chrissie wet his finger with saliva and slipped it into Kim's asshole. That seemed to do it for Kim as he came soon after that. Kim's body stiffened and he shot a good sized load into Chrissie's mouth. Chrissie sucked down every drop and he had Kim trembling before Kim pushed his head away.

They both rearranged their clothes and exited the bathroom stall. If anyone had come into the ladies room they hadn't noticed. They looked in the mirror and they indeed looked like a couple of pretty young women as they tidied themselves up.

"Let's get back to the boys as they will be wondering what happened to us," Kim said.

Again Chrissie walked behind Kim and watched his ass. Chris more then ever now wanted to fuck Kim in the ass and he felt his cock harden again in his panties. When they reached the table Kim gave Carl a knowing look and Carl smiled understanding what happened in the ladies room. Kim and Chrissie sat down as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. The four of them finished off the meal with dessert and coffee and then it was time to leave.

"Chrissie and I will ride in the back together if that is okay," Kim announced.

"Fine with me," Carl replied.

"Have fun!" teased Jake.

Chrissie got in the back seat with Kim and Kim immediately took off his panties and told Chrissie to do the same. Chrissie stripped off his panties as he was told and his cock was erect by the time the panties cleared his ankles. Kim turned toward Chrissie and kissed him deeply. Kim reached for Chrissie's cock and stroked it as they kissed. In return Chrissie took hold of Kim's cock and stroked it. The two of them kissed like teenagers and stroked each other's cock all the way back to Uncle Jake's house. They were both extremely turned on and ready to blow their loads by the time they arrived at the house.

Chrissie was anxious to get his cock into Kim's ass but he would have to wait because his uncle and Carl called the shots. As soon as they were in the house Uncle Jake took Kim's ass in the family room. Kim was on the floor on all fours as Jake greased up the ladyboy's asshole. Jake dropped his pants and underwear to his ankles and eased his cock into Kim's asshole. Jake slid in easily as Kim was well stretched from all the fucking she had received from Carl.

Chrissie was placed on the sofa and had his head face down on the cushions as Carl played with his ass. Carl took his time with Chrissie fingering his asshole and putting plenty of lubricant in it. Carl then dropped his pants and underwear and Chrissie saw the biggest cock he had ever seen in his life. Carl had to be at least 10" long and 6" around. Chrissie tensed as he feared for his ass. How could he ever take a cock like that in his ass?

Despite Carl's physical presence and muscular body he was very gentle with Chrissie. He slowly pressed his cock into Chrissie's ass and let the head of his cock push through the sphincter. Carl then held his cock still and let Chrissie adjust to the thickness. Chrissie's asshole began to relax and Carl fed Chrissie more of his cock. For what seemed to take an hour, Carl fed his big cock to Chrissie a little at a time often adding more lube along the way. Then Chrissie felt Carl's pubic hair touch his ass cheeks and he knew that Carl was all the way in.

Carl began a slow steady fucking motion and Chrissie felt his ass relax and accommodate the large cock. Carl then picked up the pace and soon his muscular body was drilling Chrissie's ass with powerful thrusts. Chrissie felt Carl's muscular thighs slap against his ass cheeks as Carl's cock filled Chrissie's asshole. Chrissie had never been fucked like that before and he grunted each time Carl's cock thrust forward and hit bottom. Chrissie's own cock was rock hard and he was tempted to jerk himself off but he wanted to save himself for Kim.

Chrissie looked over for the first time at his Uncle and Kim on the floor. Uncle Jake was drilling Kim's ass and he was close to cumming. His uncle stiffened and Chrissie knew that Kim's ass was being filled with Uncle Jake's cum. Kim rotated his ass and squeezed his ass cheeks together driving Uncle Jake over the edge. Jake then collapsed over Kim's body as he ejaculated the remaining drops of cum into Kim's ass.

Chrissie had gotten caught up in the moment watching Kim but he was brought back to reality when Carl really picked up the pace and began pounding Chrissie's ass with quick powerful thrusts. Carl then stiffened as he plunged his cock balls deep into Chrissie's ass and unleashed a torrent of cum into Chrissie's rectum. Chrissie felt stream after stream of warm cum fill his ass as Carl seemed to have an endless supply of it. Finally Carl gave a couple of hard quick thrusts and emptied his balls in Chrissie's ass.

After that the four of them went up to the bedroom and stripped off all their clothes. Chrissie was still anxious to get into Kim's ass but once again he would have to wait. Kim and Chrissie were placed in a 69 position on their sides so that they could suck each other's cock. Carl got behind Chrissie to fuck his ass again and Uncle Jake got behind Kim to do the same. It took Jake and Carl longer to cum this time and Chrissie and Kim both came in each other's mouth as they were being fucked. Eventually Jake and Carl came again and filled Kim's and Chrissie's asses with cum for a second time.

Jake and Carl then left the two ladyboys alone in bed and went downstairs to have a couple of ****** and get caught up on times past. Chrissie looked at Kim's beautiful body and his cock responded to it. Kim smiled at Chrissie and stroked his cock.

"Would you like to fuck me now?" Kim asked.

"Oh my God yes!" exclaimed Chrissie.

Kim moved to all fours and ran his hands over his shapely ass offering it to Chrissie. Chrissie pushed his erect cock into Kim's asshole and not surprisingly it slid in easily. Chrissie was happy that he had cum twice already as he would last longer in Kim's beautiful ass. Chrissie slowly fucked Kim as he relished every second that Kim was impaled on his cock. Chrissie removed his cock from Kim's asshole and let it slide up and down between Kim's ass cheeks then he put it back in. Chrissie did this several times as there was something very erotic about watching his cock slide between Kim's beautiful buttocks.

"Do you want to cum in me or on me?" Kim asked.

"I don't know, maybe on you," Chrissie answered as he had never done that before.

"Cum on me and then put it back in so I can milk your cock dry," Kim told him.

Chrissie fucked Kim with a few more strokes and then he felt his orgasm building in his testicles. Chrissie fucked Kim as long as he could before he finally pulled out of Kim's ass and placed his cock between Kim's buttocks. Chrissie watched as his cock throbbed, pulsed and spewed cum onto Kim's body. Then Chrissie eased his cock back into Kim's ass and Kim used his talented anal muscles to drain Chrissie's cock of every drop of cum. Chrissie pulled out and flopped on the bed along side of Kim.

Kim turned Chrissie on his side and then slid up close to him. Chrissie felt Kim's erection touch his buttocks and then Kim eased his cock into Chrissie's ass. Chrissie felt Kim's firm tits press into his back as Kim fucked him. Kim reached around Chrissie and fondled his tits and cock. Chrissie was so turned on that his cock hardened again in Kim's hand. Kim fucked Chrissie slowly and continued to play with Chrissie's tits and cock. Chrissie felt Kim's body tighten up briefly just before Kim came in Chrissie's ass. The sensation of warm cum filling his ass again caused Chrissie to cum again. Kim jerked Chrissie's cock as the cum oozed out and coated Kim's hand. Kim jerked Chrissie's cock until it softened in his hand and then Kim licked Chrissie's cum off his fingers. The two of them then slept in each other's arms like two lovers for the rest of the night.

For the rest of the time they were together Uncle Jake fucked Kim all the time and Carl fucked Chrissie all the time. Chrissie had adjusted to Carl's big cock and actually liked being fucked by him. At night Kim and Chrissie were left to their own and they fucked and sucked each other until they were absolutely drained. In the mornings Kim and Chrissie showered together. They soaped each other's bodies, played with each other's tits and cocks and fingered each other's asshole. They rimmed each other in the shower and then fucked each other before they dried off and got dressed.

Kim and Carl left after a week. When they left they promised to get together again soon and offered to have Jake and Chrissie visit them. That night Uncle Jake fucked Chrissie before they retired for the evening and at that very moment Chris knew he was hooked on being the ladyboy Chrissie. He hoped in time that he would get to meet some more ladyboys as pretty as Kim. Chrissie was already thinking about visiting Kim and Carl in San Francisco and he hoped it would be soon.

Several weeks later Jake came home with some sad news. Carl had been in an automobile accident and was killed. A ***** driver had run a red light and smashed into Carl. The ***** driver was killed too. Jake and Chrissie attended Carl's funeral and then Jake stunned Kim and shocked Chrissie when he asked Kim to come and live with them. Chrissie couldn't believe his ears. Kim was thrilled with the offer and accepted immediately. Kim had to stay behind and settle Carl's estate but once that was done he would travel to Colorado to live with Chrissie and Jake.

Chrissie was filled with mixed emotions as he was sad about Carl but then he couldn't wait until Kim arrived. Chrissie knew that Jake would be fucking both he and Kim but he was thrilled knowing that he and Kim could have sex with each other. For Chrissie life didn't get any better and he was now grateful for being discovered by his ****** having gay sex.

Découverte


Marié depuis quelques années, nous vivions heureux, nous faisions l'amour 3 fois par semaine minimum en bref tout allé bien. J'ai trente ans et ma femme 29, elle travail comme secrétaire de direction dans une entreprise de la région.
Nous sommes samedi matin c'est été, elle s'occupe du ménage tandis que moi je fais les comptes sur mon ordinateur quand tout un coup je reçois un E-mail avec une vidéo jointe je télécharge le document et l'ouvre c'est une vidéo. Je découvre une vidéo tourné avec une web- cam dans un bureau ou la secrétaire se fais baisée par *** patron et la le visage de la secrétaire fait face à la cam et je reconnais ma femme qui à l'air d'aimer cette partie de jambes en l'air, je regarde la vidéo jusqu'au bout et je vois ma femme prendre *** pied plusieurs fois avant que *** patron je jouisse dans sa bouche. Fou de rage je demande à ma femme de venir voir, je remets la vidéo, prête à râler que je lui fais voir une vidéo de cul quand tout un coup elle se rencontre que c'est elle. Elle se retourne les larmes aux yeux me dit qu'elle va m'expliquer mais je lui dis que j'espère bien avoir une explication, mais pour le moment je lui dis de regarder plus le film avance plus je suis excité. J'oblige ma femme à poser ses mains sur le bureau, ouvre mon pantalon descends mon slip, je relève sa robe arrache sa culotte et le pénètre viol lament mais je me rends compte qu'elle mouille et je n'ai pas trop de mal à la pénétrer. Plus je la défonce *********** plus elle couine, je sens que je ne vais pas tarder à jouir encore plus en colère de voir qu'elle y prend du plaisir alors que je la mal traite chose que je n'avais jamais osé faire, je me retire et lui donne quelques fessées et là pénètre à nouveau et recommence à la fessée à chaque fois que je sors jusqu'au moment n'en pouvant plus je décharge une bonne quantité de sperme dans sa chatte et qu'elle aussi joui. Après avoir repris mes esprits, j'oblige ma femme à me sucer pour nettoyer mon sexe chose quelle fait alors qu'avant elle aurait catégoriquement refusé.
Après le repas du soir, nous sommes sur la terrasse, je lui demande l'explication pourquoi elle s'est laissé baiser par *** patron. Elle m'explique qu'il y a un mois, elle a fait une bêtise et que *** patron lui a proposé d'être punie ou licenciée avec la promesse d'avoir beaucoup de mal à retrouver du travail. Sachant que mon salaire ne suffira pas à nos besoins, elle é donc accepté d'être punie. Il lui dit qu'à partir de demain elle doit venir travailler en jupe ou robe courte 10 cm au dessus du genou maximum. Le lendemain elle se présente au bureau dans la tenue demandé, il lui demande de poser ses mains sur le bureau pour qu'il lui administre une bonne fessée comme aux petites filles pas sages et qu'il le fera deux fois par jour pendant un mois. Elle a donc pris la position et reçu plusieurs fessée puis qu'il a relevé sa jupe, qu'elle a protesté mais qu'il l'a menacé de licenciement donc elle a laissé faire et a reçu des fessées. Vers 17 H avant de quitter le bureau ma femme se rend dans le bureau de *** patron pour de nouveau recevoir la fessée. Le vendredi soir comme le reste de la semaine me femme se rend dans le bureau de *** patron, elle prend appui comme d'habitude sur le bureau reçoit quelques fessées *** patron relève sa jupe donne quelques fessée et là alors qu'elle s'apprête à se redresser il lui dit de ne pas bouger et baisse totalement sa culotte et lui administre plusieurs fessées. A partir de ce jour, il lui baissa sa culotte à chaque séance de fessée. Je l'interromps dans *** récit et lui dit de se mettre toute nue ici sur la terrasse, elle me dit non que le voisin ou sa femme avec qui nous avons de bonnes relations pourraient la voir, je lui réponds qu'elle a bien montré *** cul à *** patron alors un homme de plus ou de moins et si bien elle n'a pas le choix sinon je raconte tout à sa famille et montre la vidéo. Une fois nue elle continue *** histoire qui commence à me faire bander. Il y a 2 semaines le vendredi vers 15 H, *** patron lui demande de venir, une fois dans le bureau il lui dit de retirer sa jupe et d'enlever sa culotte puis de prendre la position habituel et là il lui donne plus de fessées que l'habitude une cinquantaine contre vingt habituellement après la dernière fessée il passe sa main entre ses cuisses va jusqu'à sa chatte et qu'elle est mouillée il lui redonne quelques fessées d'une main tandis que de l'autre il dégrafe *** pantalon et baisse *** boxer et dés la dernière fessée il la pénètre. Elle proteste mais il continue à la limer et voyant qu'elle commence à prendre du plaisir, il l'oblige à se mettre toute nue et il l'emmène vers une jouissance extraordinaire. Et hier comme la semaine précédente, il là baiser sur *** bureau et cette vidéo qu'il a envoyée. Elle me dit qu'elle va mettre un terme à tout ça, je lui dis qu'il n'en ai pas question, mais qu'elle devra tout me raconter comme elle vient de le faire. Elle accepte s'approche de moi et me demande si je ne lui en veux pas de trop, je lui réponds que j'aurai préféré qu'elle me le dise avant que je reçoive la vidéo et je prends sa main et la dirige vers mon sexe déjà bien dur par le récit. Je la retourne contre la table de salon de jardin et sans peine la pénètre. Elle me demande pour rentrer car le voisin pourrait nous voir mais je refuse et j'accélère les va et vient et je me garde de lui dire que j'ai vu une forme prés de la haie qui sépare les deux propriétés. Elle prend énormément de plaisir à sa faire prendre dehors au vu du voisin et nous jouis***s ensemble et c'est tellement fort qu'il nous faut quelques minutes pour reprendre nos esprits.
Le lendemain, étant dans mon jardin je vois la voisine qui sort de chez elle, après un bonjour, elle m'annonce que *** mari est absent pour le week-end pour *** travail. Je lui propose donc de venir manger chez nous pour ne pas être seule, elle accepte en ma demandant si elle ne va pas nous déranger je lui affirme que non et que ma femme sera ravie.

Dialogue : M = moi Gaëtan, S = Sylvie ma femme, F = Fabienne la voisine.
Ayant invité la voisine pour le diner, je préviens tout de suite mon épouse que nous serons trois à midi en lui expliquant pourquoi j'ai invité Fabienne notre voisine et elle me dit que j'ai bien fais.
A midi la voisine arrive chez nous avec une bouteille de pétillant sans alcool pour l'apéritif. Comme il fait chaud nous mangerons sur la terrasse, Fabienne nous aide à mettre le couvert une fois fini nous dégustons l'apéritif qu'elle a amené puis nous mangeons.
Le repas terminé, j'aide ma femme à débarrasser la table, une fois dans la cuisine tous les deux je lui dis :
- M : Retire ta culotte
- S : Non, ma robe est trop courte, dés que je vais m'assoir Fabienne verra que je n'ai plus de culotte.
- M : Retire ta culotte ou je lui montre la vidéo et puis elle nous a vus hier soir, elle était prés de la haie, je l'ai vu à la fin de ton récit et elle est rentrée dans sa mai*** en même temps que nous.
- S : Non, je n'enlève pas ma culotte, si bien tu dis ça pour me faire marcher.
- M ; Fabienne, tu peux venir voir.
- F : Oui, j'arrive.
- S : Non, arrêtes fais pas ça, d'accord j'enlève ma culotte.
- M : trop tard, il fallait obéir tout de suite.
- F : Oui, qu'est qu'il y a.
- M : Je vais t'expliquer et te monter pourquoi tu nous as vus comme ça hier soir. Hier matin j'ai reçus la vidéo que je vais te faire voir et hier soir Sylvie m'a expliqué comment elle en est arrivée là.
Je raccorde mon ordinateur à la télé du salon et lance la vidéo. J'oblige ma femme à venir regarder avec nous, elle rouge de honte peut être un peu en colère. Une fois le film fini je demande à mon épouse de dire pourquoi elle s'est faite baisée par *** patron. Une fois *** histoire fini je lui dis :
- M : Comme tu n'as pas obéi, je vais faire comme ton patron.
- S : Oui ce soir si tu veux.
- M : Non, une punition s'est à recevoir tout de suite.
- F : Bon, je vais vous laisser en tête à tête.
- M : Non, tu restes, je veux qu'elle soit punie devant toi. Venez, on va sur la terrasse.
Arrivée sur la terrasse, je demande à Sylvie de se prendre appui sur la table su salon de jardin et die à Fabienne de s'assoir sur un transat derrière celle-ci. Une fois tout le monde en place, je commence à donner quelques fessées à ma femme, puis je relève sa robe et lui administre une dizaine de fessées, alors que je saisis sa culotte pour lui baisser, elle s'écrie :
- S : Non, s'il te plait ne baisse pas ma culotte.
- M : Si les dernières fessées c'est cul nu que tu vas les recevoir. Et comme tu as protesté, je ne vais seulement la baisser mais l'enlever ainsi que ta robe comme ça c'est toute nue que tu recevras les dernières fessées.
Malgré ses protestations j'enlève sa culotte et sa robe puis là fais se reprendre la position pencher sur la table avant de lui redonner des fessées. Après la dernière fessée, je lui caresse celle-ci qui ***t devenu d'un beau rose, il faut dire que je les ai bien caqué prés de soixante dix fois chacune. Comme elle ne bouge pas, je continue à lui caresser ses très belles fesses puis je descends ma main entre ses jambes. Alors que ma main arrive à sa chatte, elle ressert ses cuisses comme pour empêcher ma main de toucher celle-ci. Je lui administre donc deux grosses fessées supplémentaires et je lui dis d'écarter ses jambes, elle obéit, alors que ma main effleure *** sexe je l'entends gémir et je me rends contre qu'elle très mouillée et je dis :
- M : Mais tu es toute mouillée ma chérie, viens voir Fabienne comme ma salope mouille quand elle est fessée en public.
- F : Oh ! oui, je vois bien sa chatte est toute luisante de mouille cette cochonne, elle aime bien montrer *** cul.
En même temps qu'elle dit cela, Fabienne pose sa main sur les fesses de ma femme, là descend vers *** sexe et fonce deux puis trois doigts dans sa chatte trempée, ma femme gémit de nouveau Fabienne fait plusieurs va et vient s'arrête et dit :
- F : Elle a le feu au cul et il n'y a qu'un moyen d'éteindre cet incendie, il lui faut une grosse bite. Hein ! Que tu as envie que ton mari te baise ?
- S : Oh ! Oui j'ai très envie qu'il me baise...
- F : Et si je reste là à vous regarder ?
- S : Je m'en fou, du moment qu'il me baise, tu nous regarder
- F : Tu as entendu ta femme, il faut que tu la baises.
Sur ces mots j'enlève mon short étant déjà très excité je bande très dur et je n'ai aucun mal à pénétrer la chatte de ma femme. Après quelques allé et retour, je me retourne vers Fabienne et dis :
- M : Ca t'excite de nous voir baiser devant toi
- F : Oh ! Oui ça me fais mouiller
- M : Caresses toi la chatte et prends du plaisir
- F : Non, je ne peux pas me caresser devant vous.
- M : Si et dépêches toi sinon j'irai voir ton mari et lui raconter que l'on fait des parties à trois avec tous les détails pour qu'il n'a aucun doute.
- F : Non, tu ne ferais pas ça
- M : Si, sans problème, alors si tu ne veux pas que je raconte à ton mari caresses toi
- F : D'accord je me caresse. Oh ! que c'est bon. Oh ! Oui c'est trop bon.
J'attrape ma femme par ces bras la retourne vers Fabienne qui se caresse par-dessus sa culotte :
- M : Tu vas écarter sa culotte et lui lécher *** sexe.
- S : Non, je ne suis pas lesbienne et je n'ai jamais léché un sexe de femme.
- M : Eh ! Bien il y a un début à tout, alors lèche et fais là jouir.
Après quelques coups de langue j'attends des soupirs sortir de la bouche de Fabienne ce qui a pour effet que Sylvie y mets de plus en plus de cœur et Fabienne ne tarde pas à jouir en criant si fort que tout le voisinage à du l'entendre et Sylvie joui tout de suite après. Je continue à pilonner ma femme, je lui demande :
- M : Ca devait être bon le jus de Fabienne vu que tu as continué de la lécher alors qu'elle jouissait.
- S : Oui ! il est bon *** jus.
S'approche de l'oreille de ma femme et à voix basse lui dis :
- M : Tu aimerais me voir la pénétrer.
- S : Oh ! Oui vas-y prends la.
Sylvie se met sur le coté du transat, je m'approche, amène les fesses de Fabienne au bord du transat alors que j'enlève sa culotte, elle proteste en disant timidement qu'elle ne veut pas mais sans m'occuper de ces protestation, je présente mon sexe à l'entrée de sa chatte encore toute trempée de sa jouissance précédente et la pénètre d'abord tout doucement, elle continue à protester mais de moins en moins et commence à pousser de petits gémissements, je la baise de plus en plus vite et de plus en plus fort :
- F : Non, je ne veux pas tromper mon mari
- S et M : Es-tu sur que ton mari t'est totalement fidèle, faites vous souvent l'amour?
- F : Oui, je crois, quand il est là nous fai***s l'amour 3 à 4 fois par semaine car il aime me prendre à n'importe quelle moment du jour ou de la nuit, il lui arrive alors que je suis dans la cuisine de venir me caresser me peloter les seins en un tour de main je me retrouve le cul à l'air et il me baise comme un chienne et je jouie plus fort que lorsque nous fai***s l'amour au lit.
- M : Et tu crois quand il part une semaine complète en déplacement qu'il s'abstient alors que quand il est chez vous il faut qu'il te baise 3 à 4 fois par semaine, permet moi d'en douté.
- S Je suis d'accord avec Gaëtan un homme qui le fait 3 à 4 fois par semaine ne peut pas rester sans le faire pendant 10 jours.
- F : Je ne sais plus vous me....
- S : On te baise bien, reconnais que tu aimes.
- F : Oh ! Oui c'est bon ton mari me baise bien et *** sexe et plus gros que celui de mon mari, je le sens bien, oh ! que c'est bon.
- M : Met tes seins à l'air que Sylvie te suce tes tétons.
- F : Oh ! Oui sucé mes tétons faites moi jouir
- S : c'est bon, t'aimes te faire sauter.
- F : Oh ! Oui c'est bon, je vais jouir
- M : Mettez vous en 69 pour vous lécher la chatte mutuellement
Alors qu'elles ***t en position 69, je continue à baiser Fabienne. Je sors mon sexe de sa chatte et le présente à *** anus, alors que je commence à la pénétrer, elle me dit qu'elle ne veut pas mais il déjà trop tard je suis dans *** cul après quelques allés et retour nous jouis***s si fort tous les trois qu'il nous faut plusieurs minutes pour revenir à la réalité et c'est à ce moment là que l'on entend le mari de Fabienne qui cherche *** épouse dans leur jardin. Ma femme renfile sa robe, moi je remets mon short et Fabienne se rhabille mais je lui confisque sa culotte, elle râle mais nous crions à *** mari que Fabienne est ici et de venir nous rejoindre. Une fois arrivé, on lui explique que comme Fabienne était seule ce midi nous l'avons invité à diner ce qui à l'air se lui faire plaisir et nous prenons un café tous ensemble en discutant de choses banales.

Dialogue : M = moi, S = Sylvie, F = Fabienne, Sl = Sylvain
Alors que nous finis***s notre café en discutant tous les quatre en bougeant Fabienne qui est toujours sur le transat sur lequel je l'ai baisée un peu plus tôt fait remonter légèrement sa jupe, c'est juste à ce moment là que *** mari Sylvain se retourne vers elle et sans qu'elle n'ait le temps de remettre sa jupe, il s'aperçoit qu'elle n'a pas de culottes et s'écrie :
SL : Mais ma chérie, tu n'as pas mis de culotte ?
F : Tu me dis toujours de ne pas en mettre, je t'ai obéis.
SL : Mais seulement à la mai***.
F : Ben oui j'étais à la mai*** et j'ai oublié d'en mettre une avant de venir manger ici si bien Sylvie et Gaëtan ne l'avaient pas remarqué. Je voudrai que tu me dises en me regardant dans les yeux et en jurant sur la tête de ce que tu as le plus cher que tu ne m'as jamais trompé.
SL : Bien sur que je ne t'ai jamais trompé, je t'aime.
F : Certes c'est sur tu m'aimes je n'en doute pas mais ce qui m'étonne c'est que quand tu es à la mai*** on fait 3 à 4 fois l'amour par semaine et quand tu es en déplacement tu arrives à t'en passer pendant 10 jours.
SL : Mais c'est normal quand je suis à la mai*** et que je te vois j'ai tout de suite envie de toi.
F : Jures le moi.
SL : Euh....
F : ça va, j'ai compris combien d'aventures tu as eu ?
SL : 4 ou 5
F : Espèce de salaud dire que j'avais des remords de m'être laisser baisé par Gaëtan, eh bien à partir de maintenant il pourra me demander tout ce qu'il veut. Et toi tu feras tout ce que je voudrai si tu ne veux pas te retrouver à la rue.
SL : Espèce de salope c'est parce que tu t'es faite sauter que tu n'as plus de culotte ?
F : Oh oui ! Et Gaëtan est un très bon baiseur. Maintenant tu vas te mettre le cul à l'air et me faire jouir avec ta langue et si je ne suis pas pleinement satisfaite je demanderai à Gaëtan de me baiser devant toi.
SL : Mais tu es folle je ne vais pas me mettre à poil ici.
F : Si, sinon tu te casses et je ne veux plus jamais te revoir.
Sylvie et moi déshabillons Fabienne et nous lui suçons les seins le temps que Sylvain *** mari lui lèche la chatte encore toute gluante de notre rapport précédent. Puis je déshabille Sylvie et la pénètre après avoir retiré mon short. Quand Sylvain a réussi à faire jouir Fabienne je regarde celle-ci et voyant dans *** regard l'envie d'être prise je dis :
M : Recule, je vais te faire voir comment je baise ta femme, pendant ce temps tu n'as qu'à lécher le sexe de la mienne.
Sylvain recule, s'approche de ma femme qui l'attend les cuisses bien ouvertes. Au moment ou il commence à bouffer la chatte de ma femme, je pénètre Fabienne de toute la longueur de mon sexe, je ressort et la pénètre à nouveau mais presque *********** ce qui a pour effet de faire crier celle-ci. En entendant sa femme crier ainsi Sylvain arrête de lécher la mienne et Fabienne lui dit :
F : Regardes comme il me baise bien, oh ! Oui regarde je joui encore une fois.
M : Maintenant tu vas baiser Sylvie et tu as intérêt à la faire jouir plusieurs fois avant de jouir toi sinon ça va te faire mal.
Sylvain pénètre donc ma femme qui a tout juste le temps d'avoir un petit orgasme avant qu'il jouisse dans sa chatte.
Sachant que ma femme n'a pas eu ce qu'elle espérait je demande à Fabienne de venir dans la mai*** avec moi, une fois dans la chambre je lui montre un gode ceinture et lui demande de le mettre pour punir Sylvain *** mari de *** infidélité en l'enculant avec ce gode. Elle revient sur la terrasse après l'avoir mis et s'adresse à *** mari sur un ton très autoritaire :
F : allonges toi et remontes bien ton cul que je te sodomise.
S : Non mais ça va pas, je ne suis pas pédé.
F : Tu te mets en position sans discuter sinon je te mets à la rue avec tous les tords pour le divorce et je m'arrange pour que ton patron te licencie.
Sylvain n'ayant pas envie de se retrouver à la rue et au chômage prend la position et Fabienne lui inflige une vingtaine de fessées et l'encule sans trop de ménagement, pendant ce temps je baise avec Sylvie ma femme qui joui plusieurs fois. Fabienne se retire du cul de *** mari et me demande de l'enculer à mon tour ce que je fais avec plaisir. Elle retire le gode et demande à ma femme de le mettre et de la baiser. Elle se place de façon à ce que *** mari ne rate rien du spectacle, après avoir joui 2 fois, elle demande à Sylvie de sodomiser à *** tour Sylvain et à moi de venir la prendre en levrette. Après quelques minutes dans cette position et sachant que Fabienne a déjà joui 2 fois de plus avec moi, je me libère au fond de sa chatte.
Après avoir repris nos esprits, je lui demande si elle cherche du travail, elle me répond que oui car elle s'ennuie chez elle. Procédant plusieurs magasins de vêtements pour femme, je lui propose un poste de vendeuse dans celui où ma femme est la gérante car celle qui travaillait avec elle est partie prendre la gérance d'un nouveau magasin que je viens d'ouvrir. Elle accepte avec enthousiasme. Mais ces aventures ne ***t pas finies.

The Probation Officer


Jackie Thurman, one of the senior County Probation Officers pulled her long brunette hair back and wrapped in a bright red elastic band. The thirty five year ****** of two still had her award winning high school body. The tall, five foot six inch beauty still had the eye turning measurements of 34B-23-34 with long sensuous legs and a tight little butt. She rubbed the sensitive little orbs of the pencil size nipples on her small but perfect little breasts and sighed as the delectable little buds hardened and sent a sharp spark of electricity through her tight body.

If only......... her police man husband could satisfy her needs. If only.....

Jackie felt her pussy flaps moisten; and felt the shivers of pleasure travel throughout her body. Her husband, Steve, tried. He was a good husband..... but.... The pleasure that Jackie needed; that Jackie longed for...was missing. When Steve tried to insert his under sized and usually limp male organ into her wet and willing body he failed.

Looking at herself in the mirror Jackie felt a longing. Jackie let her delicate fingers drop to her swollen lips and gently rub the fur lined slit. Her practiced fingers found the elongated little clit and she gasped as she manipulated the swollen organ.

"Oh God," she thought. "Why oh Why !!!" Why couldn't Steve satisfy her womanly needs. Her deep yearning for sexual pleasure.

As she softly stroked herself she wondered aloud how her two ******** had been conceived. It must have been a horrible accident; she could not remember the last orgasm that was caused by her overworked but devoted husband.

She slowly opened her eyes and gazed at her bright green eyes in the full length mirror which had captured her tantalizing vision. Her eyes followed her sleek tanned lines... from her pouting lips...to her firm and perfect breasts topped by the still erect rock hard nipples..... to her puffy pussy lips protruding from beneath her fur lined find covering. Her gaze dropped more to the perfectly formed thighs and calves of her long legs. The clock's hand rapidly advanced to eight in the morning and she blew herself a kiss in the mirror as she dropped to the edge of the bed to pull on her white thong panties. She then pulled on the sheer panty hose and encased her perfect gems in the tight half bra. Mischievously she pulled the top of the half bra down and allowed the hard nipples to protrude.

A smile again formed on her face. "At least she would be able to tease the lowlifes at the County Probation Office. And then there was the usual thugs and human dredges that she enjoyed dropping a few notches," she thought to herself. As she inventoried her thoughts about the days' activity her mind focused on her most recent case. A "street nigger" named Salam Ali, a sixteen year old muscled high school football player. Her mind brought up a picture of a six foot six inch, 230 pound block of solid granite. He had been charged by a petite sixteen year cheerleader with aggravated criminal sexual assault. The small girl had been picked up by a squad car near the infamous "Garrett Housing projects". Jackie visually recalled the photographs of the "alleged" **** victim. Her tender body was covered with red marks and bruises; and her tender little hole was shown with the leaking manfluid dripping down her tender little thighs.

Jackie quickly replaced the vision of the pictures with the need to pull on her white silk blouse. The tight silky cloth caressed the tender nipples. She then pulled on short tight navy skirt. The short skirt came to three inches above her dimpled knees. She then applied a bright red lipstick and hurried out the door. Another dreaded day had arrived and she had to go service the dregs under her control.

As she arrived at the bustling county office building most of the males sucked in the vision of the beauty as she sauntered down the hallway on her three inch spiked black patent heels. Although she was a vision of beauty she was also know as "The Bitch From Hell" within the tight confines of the County Building. She had the well earned reputation of being a true bitch with not only the probationers that were assigned to her but also her co- workers. The men in the department had been ripped apart by her sharp tongue and the women could not stand the beauty and the tantalizing hold over everyone in he office.

Jackie shuffled the files on her desk. Her secretary entered and informed her that "Jim" the only deputized Probation Officer called in sick. "Damn," screamed Jackie. The two Probation Officers were scheduled to make a home visits to Salam Ali to collect a urine sample; and to insure that the monitoring bracelet around his ankle was still functioning.

"Well, I'll call Mr. Ali and tell him that you won't be able to make it," commented the secretary.

Jackie thought a minute. "No, I will make the visit. Maybe the little asshole needs a lesson in humility," she told the secretary. She then looked at the office secretary and noticed the frightened look in her eyes.

Although the look unsettled Jackie she quickly became involved in the routine of the office. The morning hours flew by as she ran roughshod over her co-workers and probationers. The clock finally closed on at four o'clock and Jackie realized she should leave for the home visit. On the way out the door she picked up a sixteen ounce urine specimen container and the key to the ankle bracelet.

As her sleek car sped towards the dark and forbidding ten story housing project her mind was racing. She started fretting, "Maybe I shouldn't come to this black ******* apartment," she thought to herself. She then reasoned that his ****** would probably be there this late in the afternoon and then her mind became more at ease.

Upon entering the graffiti stained building with garbage and debris strewn about she quickly made her way to the staircase. Ignoring the catcalls and crude remarks made by the winos and other riffraff that the housing project attracted she hurried to the top floor and her destiny......

She finally pushed the non functioning door open with all her strength she looked down the dingy hallway. Apartment 1030 was the last apartment down the dark hallway. Although she always was in control of the situation she now had second reservations about making the home visit alone.... she should have waited until tomorrow until the male probation officer could have accompanied her to this cess pool of humanity.

Jackie quietly knocked on the heavy metal door. After several minutes she became upset; Salam was under court order to be in this location. He would have his probation revoked if he wasn't on the other side of this door. At long last she wrapped her delicate hand around the door knob and turned. It opened easily and Jackie let herself in the nearly dark room. It took several minutes before her eyes became accustomed to the dim light in the corner apartment.

"Whatcaha you want honkey bitch ?" came the deep male voice.

The sudden question startled Jackie but she quickly recovered.

"Look you little monster you best be shutting that insolent mouth. One call from me and you will be in the county jail within the hour. Show yourself; NOW !!!" came the decisive order from the petite Probation Officer.

Salam walked into the light. Jackie felt a small tremor travel her body as the huge black of black granite appeared before her. The muscled black teenager wore only a pair of tight white gym shorts. His bare hairless muscled chest glistened with a small covering of sweat. Jackie's eyes inventoried the massive black teenager standing before her small frame.

She stood in front of her case file and she felt a shiver run down her back and her voice broke, "I've come to watch you provide a urine sample". She had hoped that the humiliating statement would gain her the advantage.

A sneer covered his handsome face and he walked to the petite woman and stood only a foot away from the now noticeably trembling officer of the court. "Shore, There is nothing I would rather do than piss in front of a PROBATION OFFICER," he mocked the shivering young ****** of two.

Salam's huge paw reached out and took the container from the delicate white fingers. His dark forbidding eyes burned into the frightened emerald eyes of the married white wife. Slowly, he turned and walked towards the bathroom. Once inside he kicked the door partially shut.

Jackie, trembling, followed her charge. Once she reached the bathroom door she nudged it open. Salam was standing by the stool and his face turned towards the open door.

"I must see you fill the container," she meekly offered.

A ridiculing smirk formed across the ****** face. "I can't get the lid of the container off. Could you help me ?" he scoffed.

Jackie, angry at the arrogant young tough, pushed her way into the small bathroom. She grabbed the specimen container and ripped the lid off the jar. Only at that point did she realize that Salam had backed up and was now between her and the door. An icy chill ran up her spine as she looked up into the menacing dark eyes.

"If you want me to pee in your little cup you best be pulling down my gym shorts, Miss Thurman," he ridiculed.

"No....... " slipped from her throat as a mere sob.

The large black hands cupped Jackie's chin and he looked into her now petrified eyes. "Take my trunks off.........." was the simple order.

Jackie tried to shake her head but the large black hand held her chin in place. "I want to leave....." she whispered.

"You came to my home for a jar of piss.....and a jar of piss you will receive," Salam laughed.

"If I have to tell you again you will regret the consequences Mrs. Thurman...." mocked the huge black.

Salam then moved so that he was directly in front of the young wife. "Do it now..... or I'll have to paddle that little tight ass of yours. NOW !!!!"

Jackie's trembling fingers slowly reached towards the waist band of the tight short gym trunks. His black rippled stomach muscles were warm to the touch. Her eyes were downcast as she softly inserted the delicate fingers into the elastic waistband. Her breathing was becoming irregular as she felt the fingers tug the waist band down. She ****** herself to not look up into what she knew was the mocking dark eyes of her tormentor. After the first inch of two the trunks became very tight against the muscled ass cheeks of the black athlete. As she reached behind him to pull the trunks downward she was pressed against the hard black body. His sweat glistened body soaked the white silk blouse and caused Jackie's nipples to harden.

Mrs. Jackie Thurman was not prepared for the next sight. Her only experience with the male organ was that of her husband and he was........ not overly endowed.

As she pulled the white trunks downward the Salam's massive black muscle was slowly uncovered. The contrast of the white cloth against the purple headed black monster was uncovered inch by tantalizing inch. Jackie could not comprehend the size of the gargantuan black muscle. The uncovering took the distraught young wife nearly two minutes to accomplish. As the white trunks dropped to the floor Jackie could only stare at the now throbbing black organ.

Salam again cupped Jackie's delicate chin in his grasp and lowered his lips to hers. Jackie was caught off guard......again. She felt the wet tongue caress her lips and then felt the tip insert itself into her warm oral cavity. Her eyes instinctively closed as she felt Salam's strong tongue lick her teeth and duel with her tongue. Just as quickly as it inserted itself it retreated and only then did she open her eyes.

The face of her tormentor was a blank mask; void of emotion. "You want me to fill the jar; you hold it. Put your hand on me and squeeze the piss from my cock," was the calm order.

Jackie shook her head. "Please don't make me....." she begged.

"If I have to repeat your instructions once more I will cane your tight ass until you can't sit. Don't think about disobeying me Miss Probation Officer," Salam mocked.

With her emotions conflicting with her instincts she tried to shake her head again. But when she looked into the dark eyes she instinctively reached out for the large black organ. As her delicate fingers tried to find their way around the girth of the large muscle she was amazed at it's warmth...... and it's thickness. She held the specimen container near the large purple head and felt the first blast of urine splash against the container. She was amazed at the amount of fluid flowing into the container. When the flow stopped she again looked up; her face reaching only to the bottom of his hard pectorals.

"Squeeze the last drops out," Salam commanded.

Jackie, her head swimming, grasped the purple head and squeezed the remaining drops from the end of the organ.

She tried to regain control...... control was power. Jackie always controlled the situation and was thus ALWAYS was the person in power. She put the container on the lip of the sink and quickly sidestepped the large black athlete and almost made it to the door. As she almost made her escape she felt the strong black hand grasp the back of her hair and jerked her to the floor. She found herself on her back staring up at the horse sized Dick and balls of her "case". From her prone position the huge black cock seemed almost surreal.

"I will tell you when you are done......." came Salam's simple comment .

Jackie struggled to turn around. With her legs under herself she was pulled up the long black body until her face was directly in front of the magnificent black cock.

"If you suck good......... You may be able to walk out under your own power," came the sinister statement.

Jackie's emotions had see sawed from total terror to total fascination for the last hour. Looking up at the hardening black monster she realized that her options had ceased when she had entered the dark and dingy apartment. It took one more ******** tug on the back of her hair to bring her face in contact with the still dripping organ of lust. Her lips parted, and ......................she tasted the musky dark manorgan. At first she could hardly get her lips around even the dark purple head. But as the organ was coated with her saliva the entry became much easier. She nearly gagged on the black cock as Salam pulled her face deeper on the ever hardening manhood..

Time became inconsequential........ Mrs. Jackie Thurman's only goal was to feel the hot liquid blast deep into her throat. Her hands sought out the large testicles hanging below the now angry black cock. As her fingers massaged the tender testicles Jackie felt the massive ass cheeks tighten until.........the hot blast of man cum scorched her throat and she struggled to swallow each blast of the hot liquid. When the last tightening had subsided Salam pulled his black cock from Jackie's pouting lips and stroked the last several spurts on the pretty face of his Probation Officer. Jackie did nothing as the sticky strings slid across her face before dripping off her chin and onto her expensive white silk blouse.

Salam stepped across the squatting white wife until he was straddling her confused body. "Clean my nuts....... and then rim my asshole with that tender pointed tongue....."

Jackie wanted to say no. She wanted to rise and run from this dirty apartment. She wanted for time to run backwards...... Mrs. Jackie Thurman wanted a lot. But Mrs. Jackie Thurman pushed herself up so that her head was directly beneath the swollen nut sack of the sixteen year old boy that she had just sucked to climax. Her tongue darted out and she bathed the testicles and when she heard the teenager start to growl she closed her eyes and drove her delicate tongue into the dark recesses of his black asshole. The salty taste attacked her senses... but she continued to thrust her tongue deep....

Time again evaporated.

Jackie was lost in her submissive behavior..... Her next conscious remembrance was when the second blast of hot sperm covered her face. This discharge was thick........ and it was entirely deposited directly on her upturned face. Through her tears she could see his ridiculing smile and she made no attempt to wipe the sticky discharge from her pretty face. The rope like strings of black cum slowly dripped from her chin to her blouse where the wetness caused her nipples to remain hard. As she pitifully looked up at the sixteen year old boy who had so dominated her during these last several hours she let her hand drop to her ******** and unfulfilled pussy. The wetness of the crotch of her pantyhose surprised her as she ************* stroked her lips through the nylon covered pussy.

Salam leaned against the door frame of the bathroom and looked down at his Probation Officer. "How long have you been married Mrs. Thurman ?" he questioned.

The question caught Jackie offguard. "It is none of your business.." she quickly answered. When she looked up Jackie realized that she shouldn't have been so harsh. She could see the fire in the brooding brown eyes.

"Insolent bitches get their asses spanked. I've warned you about that before haven't I ?" answered Salam.

"With my cum streaking down your face you look like a street whore. I believe that a married ****** of two should have more dignity....... or at least know acknowledge her transgressions. Shouldn't she Mrs. Thurman ?"

Before Jackie could react the agile football player closed the short distance and pulled the lithe brunette beauty across his lap. The quick movement caught Jackie by surprise and she tried to look up over her shoulder. By the time she adjusted to her new subservient position the first slap had landed. Although it was shielded by her navy skirt, pantyhose and panties it still sent a sharp electrical spark to her confused brain. The next slap found her second cheek; and then the third and then...........

Jackie tried to shield her burning ass from the constant slaps but the sharp blows continued to rain down. The asscheeks were turning a bright crimson under the constant and persistent barrage against the unprotected firm ass cheeks. Jackie begged for the blows to stop but Salam continued the punishment. Mrs. Jackie Thurman's redemption was still in the future; and the hard blows continued to rain down.

Jackie started crying as the spanking continued. Her ass was becoming raw under the skirt and pantyhose covering. "Please, have mercy...... I have sucked your cock....Please stop spanking me......Please...." begged the young wife.

Salam finally relented. He shoved the sobbing wife off his naked lap and onto the dirty carpet below.. As the tears coated the wife's cum coated face she pleaded with her bright emerald eyes for salvation.

"Get up..... Go to the window. I want my neighbors to see the white slut that sucks my hard black cock," came the humiliating command.

Jackie contemplated disobeying the arrogant black teenager. However when she hesitated she looked up as the huge block of black granite rose and stroked his semi-limp cock of it's pent-up cum. A rope string of black cum dripped from the still huge black pole and fell on Jackie's navy skirt. The skirt was already sporting a huge cum stain in the middle of the skirt where it had come into contact with the cock while she was receiving her deserved spanking. Jackie quickly rose and walked to the large windows facing the cluttered and debris strewn courtyard below. She stepped up on a ledge and looked at the three buildings surrounding the courtyard. The other housing complexes were identical to the one she was standing. Only about a third of the windows were lit; and she could make the occupants of those windows very well.

She was partially startled when Salam turned on the lights to the apartment where she was standing. "Don't turn around. I want my neighbors to see a married white slut; with my cum running down her face. UNBUTTON YOUR BLOUSE; I want them to see your concealed charms....." came the direct ****** order.

"Please don't make me do that. Haven't you shamed me enough ?" questioned Jackie.

"You best be doing what I tell you. You want another whooping Mrs. Thurman ?" came the simple and direct response.

Jackie understood that the black teenager had no reason to be ease her embarrassment. Her delicate fingers unbuttoned each button in her expensive white silk blouse. Once they were all free she dropped her hands to her sides. The blouse fell open but was still partially tucked into the navy mini skirt.

"Pull the blouse out of your skirt Mrs. Thurman....." came the next anticipated command..

Jackie pulled the blouse out of the skirt and let the delicate fabric slide from her shoulders. The lacy half bra did not cover her protruding and erect nipples. Salam smiled as he saw the reflection in the window.

"Do you finger yourself ?" questioned Salam.

Jackie thought for a minute. "Should she tell the black teenager the truth ? What he think less of her ?" she contemplated.

Smiling Mrs. Jackie Thurman knew the answer. "I have needs. And yes, Salam I play with my clit......My husband can't satisfy my needs and I bring myself off," she softly told her tormentor.

"Pull the bottom of your skirt up....And finger yourself," Salam commanded.

Jackie hesitated and was rewarded with another hard swift swat on her tender ass. The warning was respected and Jackie pulled up her skirt. Holding the skirt with her left hand she stroked herself with her right index finger. The tender movement brought a pleasurable sensation that soothed the tender red ass cheeks. She continued the gentle stroking of her swollen clit through her panty hose and thong panties. The simple stroking gave her pleasure.

She then felt the large hands massage the tender ass cheeks. Jackie felt herself wince as each hand encompassed a tender ass cheek.

"Hold your skirt up with both hands," was the simple command.

Although Jackie did not want to cease the gentle stroking she obeyed the black teenage boy. The burning in her firm little butt told her of the consequences.

As she pulled the navy blue cum stained mini skirt up she looked out at the increasing number of windows filled with light in the three adjacent public housing buildings. She felt ashamed standing in the young toughs window; her half bra barely covering her small firm breasts.....and holding her skirt up to her waist. The boy's sticky cum was starting to dry on Jackie's beautiful face.

Jackie suddenly felt the strong hands grasp the top of her pantyhose. As the thumbs inserted themselves at her hips she gasped. The sheer pantyhose were slowly pulled down over her sleek hips. He left the pantyhose at her knees and returned his hands to the white lace thong panties. The fingers were inserted into the waist band; he heard the gasp from Jackie's throat. He felt her trembling thighs. The panties were dragged down to her knees to rest atop the pantyhose.

Jackie stood shivering in the window as she felt the strong finger insert itself into the soft crevice of her tight butt cheeks. The index finger outlined the crack and slipped to her moist pussy folds. He sawed his finger back and forth and shortly it was soaked with the delicate creme of her inner lips. Salam felt the sharp intake of breath; and then let the finger slip between the folds.

"How long have you been married Mrs. Thurman ?" questioned the black teenager.

Jackie's mind was swirling with conflicting emotions; she was unprepared for the simple question. It was dark; and she was standing in front of a picture window where everyone in the public housing project could see her. "I've been married for ten years," she meekly answered.

The long black finger found her clit........... she jerked forward at the rough manipulation. "Please let me go home Salam," she pleaded.

Salam grabbed the sensitive bud between his finger and thumb and squeezed the erect little bud. "From now on you address me as 'Daddy', " Salam ordered.

"It was a totally ridiculous request," thought the poor tormented wife. The request was quickly tempered by another squeeze and Jackie nearly dropped to her knees.

"Spread your legs Mrs. Thurman," ordered Salam.

Jackie tried to spread her beautiful legs but the binding pantyhose restricted her movements. "Yes Daddy......."

The sensual stroking was causing the young wife extreme anxiety. The pleasure was becoming almost unbearable. She started gently swaying with the in and out movements of the hard fingers. Closing her eyes she tried to forget her predicament..........

She then felt the warm wet tongue on her red and tender ass. The gentle kisses; the knowing manipulation of her elongated clit; and the increasingly rapid thrusting of the black fingers were bringing the young wife to orgasm.

Jackie continued swaying with the rhythm of the insertion of black index finger. Salam could feel the powerful orgasm building and abruptly removed his fingers.

Jackie could not understand why the pleasure giving fingers were removed. Opening her eyes she pleaded with the black teen age boy......."Oh God, PLEASE DADDY, finish me. Don't leave me like this !!!"

"Give me your Wedding Ring...." ordered the young black ******.

The order.... the command..... caught the young tormented housewife completely offguard. "NO..... Please no...I can't give you my wedding ring......"

"I want your wedding ring. If you are a good fuck I will return it," mocked Salam. To emphasize his command he slapped the tender ass cheeks. When Jackie didn't respond she was given another.... and another swift slap.

Jackie's tender cheeks could not stand the ****** slap. They were already raw from the previous spanking. After the fourth or fifth slap she again pleaded with the teen age probationer. "Please Daddy. You don't know what you are asking for. I can't give you my wedding ring....It symbolizes my love and devotion for......"

The next series of slaps again brought tears streaming down Jackie's Cum Coated cheeks. It took only another three slaps until Mrs. Jackie Thurman dropped the hem of her skirt to pull her wedding ring off her finger. With tears in her eyes she turned and faced the arrogant young street tough.

"Put the symbol of your love on my necklace pretty lady," continued the mocking command.

It was at this point that Jackie noticed the necklace with four or five wedding rings dangling from it's length. "Please........" came the pitiful sob.

Salam lifted his hand and quickly found the leaking pussy lips of his latest conquest. He allowed his hands to outline the outside of the folds and search for the tender bud of life. "Do what I tell you. Maybe I'll give you a mercy fuck... "

Her emotions overtaking her ability to reason she undid the gold clasp and slipped the thin gold band onto the necklace. The ring quickly slid to join the other five wedding bands.

"Recite the giving of the wedding band Mrs. Thurman," the young tough ordered. He chuckled; his conquest was complete.

"Please don't make me.... I can't betray my husband like that," she begged.

"Doesn't my cheating little wife want a mercy fuck....You've seen my cock. Don't you want it inserted into your little hole ?" the black continued.

The conquest was truly completed. Jackie could not stand any more torment and anguish. She needed relief. She needed cock..Long Black Hard Cock. And she needed it now. "With this ring I thee wed............" she softly sobbed.

Salam quickly rewarded his little cheating wife. The right index finger returned to its soft stroking of her tender and agitated clit. She willingly tried to spread her legs more but the constricting pantyhose again bound her knees in place. The torment caused her to plead with her "Daddy". "Fuck me you Black Bastard. Don't make me wait any longer".

The anguish felt by the cheating wife was complete. She needed; NO, She craved the pleasure giving long black cock. Salam, now completely in control, took his time. He wanted to savor the moment of conquest. Licking his slips a smile enveloped his handsome face.

His fingers continued to manipulate the sensitive ***** engorged clit. With each gentle caress he felt the white wife tremble with pleasure. "Yes, " he thought, "My little white Probation Officer will get her reward".

For the briefest of moments Jackie contemplated her dilemma. Here she was, a heretofore faithful loving wife and ******. But now..... but now she was standing if front of a ten floor window in the most dangerous and demoralizing housing project in the city. She imagined the prying eyes of the tenants and could see the stroking of their black cocks........

Another gentle caress...........

"Oh God, how could she stand such pleasure ?" she thought.

"Down on your knees ..... Mrs. Thurman...." came the simple order.

Jackie reopened her eyes and looked into the confident and mocking dark brown eyes of her teenage tormentor. His conquest..... her ********** was complete. "At least I none of the prying eyes will see my shame...." thought the young wife.

Jackie meekly submitted and dropped to her bare knees.

"Stick your Lilly white ass up Mrs. Thurman.... You do want your little pussy stuffed don't you Mrs. Thurman ?" questioned Salam. He enjoyed emphasizing the "Mrs." in his commands. He was very confident for a fourteen year kid.

Jackie, her swollen lips coated with her creme meekly obtained her seducer. She lowered her pretty face to the dirty carpet. The smell nearly gagged her; but she felt her need as it leaked down the inside of her legs. After nearly a minute she became agitated as Salam merely stood behind her swaying tight ass. She scooted back trying to obtain contact with the pleasure giving black tool.

Salam observed her subtle movement and instinctively retreated. He wanted to make the desirable young wife beg for his cock. And Beg she would......

Jackie, nearly exhausted from the emotional surrender to the young black gang member continued to scoot backwards in an attempt to lodge the long hard black organ into her wet and willing chamber of pleasure. As the black maneuvered to evade the leaking pleasure hole Jackie became even more frustrated. Her scooting backwards had ripped the knees of her pantyhose which were still binding her legs together.

"Please Salam......... Please have mercy. I need you so much......Please give me pleasure.....PLEASEEEEEE," begged the tormented young wife.

For her begging she received another vicious slap across her redden and bruised tight ass cheeks. As the pain rapidly reached her tormented brain she again consciously lowered her head even more and arched her delightful ass cheeks in the direction of the elusive hard black cock.

Salam, again, with a big smile covering his face, knee walked the two paces separating the two would be lovers. He placed his hard black cock on the reddened ass and let it slide along the red cheeks.

Jackie, her mind comprehending that her pleasure was near twisted her tight ass so that her seeping hole was finally in contact with the black cock lunged backwards until the first five inches was firmly imbedded in her tight pussy chamber. The fullness excited her...... and she pushed backwards hoping to embed even more cock into her seeping hot hole. The man weapon was nearly too large.....even with her more than ample lubrication. Screaming she again pushed backwards; her lust now completely out of control.

Salam, content to merely being an observer of the ravishment of the beautiful white wife held his ground as the unfaithful wife ground herself on to his massive black log.

It took Jackie nearly five minutes to finally feel the tip of the black cock push against her cervix. Although it brought a sharp pain it also brought immense pleasure to finally feel the entire length of hard black cock. Saliva dripped from her lips as she begged for the teenage thug to impale her even more......"Please, Fuck Me you black bastard !!!!" she screamed.

At long last Salam made his move and ******ly positioned the long hard cock into a unforgiving and unyielding cavity of his latest conquest. The hard black buttocks of the ****** gang member propelled the long shaft into the tender inner recesses of Jackie's womanhood. The longer Salam impaled the tender pussy folds the harder and faster his lean body thrust. The two lovers were beyond the point of retreat.

Jackie was the first to reach her mountaintop. Her climax was as hard and ****** as the black cock impaling her tender cuntal muscles.... The orgasm was quick...decisive and overwhelmed the young beautiful wife. It consumed her entire body as she sought total release.......

Salam felt his mastery overtake the bucking young wife. As his probation officer tried to extract every single millimeter of cock length he felt his large testicles fill with hot discharge. As Jackie's tight cunt muscles squeezed his black tube...........the tube filled her chamber with red hot black seed.

Jackie screamed her release........

Salam finally felt the last blast of seed spurt from the end of his cock. The abundant scalding cum exploded around the tight opening where he had buried his black manhood. He fell on top of the now quiet lean white body of the beautiful wife. The weight of the teenager ****** Jackie's tender breasts against the hard and unforgiving floor.

Her breathing was irregular and she felt like she was suffocating with the large muscular man on top of her. The two lovers lay quietly for nearly ten minutes as the black seed flowed from her tender and ****** chamber. At long last Salam's manhood softened...and another stream of sticky fluid flowed from the swollen lips of Jackie's womanhood.

Salam pulled himself up and squeezed the remaining trapped fertile seed on the back of the delightful thighs of his plaything. "This bitch was his......" was his only conscious thought.

Once he was on his knees he slid to the stain coated coach. It took nearly twenty minutes for Jackie to regain her breath and .............her senses. She tried to quickly analyze what had happened these past several hours. She felt the black seed drip from her treasure. The seed had started to dry in her peach fuzz covering. It matted the sparse cuntal hair and felt sticky on her thighs.

Mrs. Jackie Thurman wanted desperately to dress and escape. She knew that this would not be possible. Mrs. Jackie Thurman was now the plaything for a fourteen year old black gang member and her life was decidedly much more complicated. Her mind traversed to the moment when she surrendered her treasured wedding ring............ "How was she to explain this loss to her devoted husband ?" her mind searched for an acceptable answer.

As her mind swirled for answers, or at least acceptable logic she felt Salam's bare foot kick her tender ass muscles.

Jackie turned and looked up at the black youth. He looked even larger sitting on the sofa with herself in the prone position. Her eyes searched his for even the smallest degree of compassion. There was none......

"Clean me Bitch," was the only response.

Jackie, instinctively comprehending the direct and ****** order pulled her tired and aching body up to a sitting position. Once her body adjusted to the new position Salam slowly opened his legs. The man organ, although semi limp, was still awesome. Jackie could not comprehend how the large prod was able to bury itself into her small tender pussy. Mrs. Jackie Thurman did not allow herself the pleasure of reducing the kinks and pains in her tight body to disappear. She crawled between the open legs and buried her face into the warm and wet crotch. The salty taste burned her tender lips. Jackie felt the muscular legs and thighs tighten around her petite body and draw her ever more into the musky entrapment. The only thing she could do was to open her mouth and swallow the large black cock. Her tongue cleaned each crevice and toyed with the large vein on top of the man weapon.

After she had cleaned her new master she leaned back.

The sharp shrill sound of the door bell jolted her to consciousness.

"My friends are here. Go answer the door you little whore," ordered the arrogant black cocksman.

Mrs. Jackie Thurman pulled the shredded pantyhose from her feet and looked forlornly at the black gang member....

Her mind comprehended that her ordeal was just beginning......not ending........

Fantastic !!!!!!!!!! Is there more ???

c'est vite dit!
sorry but I don't understand English! et avec le Brexit, cela donne quoi?

Sharon, la chose de Cindy





Là, je me sens quand même obligé de prévenir mes lecteurs que je dérape gravement d'un fantasme à l'autre.
J'ai choisi de laisser mon imagination patauger dans le gore, et voici le résultat.

Par moments, je m'inquiète un peu pour ma santé mentale, mais jusque là, il me semble que tout va bien.
Ma vie ne ressemble pas du tout à mes fantasmes (Hélas?)

Si vous vous sentez agressé, choqué, dégoûté, ... , par mon récit, vous savez certainement où cliquer pour le quitter!

Pour les autres, bonne lecture...

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Je m'appelle Sharon. C'est ma première année à l'université.
J'ai de la chance d'être tombée sur une voisine de chambre très sympa, Cindy. Elle est là depuis trois ans, et m'initie à la vie du campus. Elle m'a parrainée pour faire partie des Pompom Girls, où j'ai trouvé de bonnes copines.

Cindy a une certaine aura sur le campus, elle est écoutée et respectée. Être sa camarade de chambre me procure une sorte de respect, par contagion.

Aujourd'hui, notre équipe à gagné le premier match de la sai***. Nous fêtons ça tous ensemble dans la grande salle.
Plus tard, sur ordre du surveillant, nous sommes parties, nous les Pompom, continuer la fête dans notre local.
Celle des garçons nous est interdite.

Plusieurs cocktails à base de vodka plus tard, nous rions comme des folles. Je fais part à quelques camarade de mon attirance pour Steve, le quaterback.
Elle rient, disant qu'il est passé sur toutes les filles du campus, mais que je ne n'ai vraiment pas assez de poitrine pour l'intéresser.
Dans mon état alcoolisé, je prends ça pour un défi.
Il faut savoir que quand je bois, ça me tombe directement dans la culotte!
Je deviens très excitée et la moindre pensée salace me fait mouiller comme une fontaine.

Discrètement, je m'éclipse et rase les murs jusqu'à la fête interdite.
Au bruit, çà l'air de chauffer à l'intérieur.
J'entrouvre la porte et jette un œil. Effectivement, la ***o est à fond, des lumières clignotantes, l'air bleu de fumée, on dirait une boîte de nuit. Je me faufile le plus discrètement possible en direction de Steve, me faisant tripoter au passage par tous ceux que je croise. Ils ***t tous bourrés.
J'arrive près de Steve, m'accroche à *** cou et, l'alcool aidant, je lui révèle directement mes sentiments.
Il me répond en souriant que lui aussi m'a remarquée et que je lui fais beaucoup d'effet. Nous nous embras***s avec passion.
Steve m'emmène dans un coin plus tranquille et commence à me caresser les seins. Je chavire.
Nous nous embras***s à perdre haleine, tandis que ses grandes mains s'aventurent sur tout mon corps.
Je fris***ne, la tête me tourne.
Une bouteille de vodka passe près de nous, je l'empoigne et bois une grande rasade qui me fait presque m'étouffer.
J'embrasse à nouveau Steve qui me tripote de plus belle, il glisse une main dans ma culotte, me pétrit les seins et les fesses, me caresse entre les cuisses. Mais combien de mains a t-il?
J'ouvre les yeux et découvre avec horreur qu'ils ***t quatre à me caresser. Je me débats, mais un cinquième garçon les rejoint. Ils me déshabillent entièrement, malgré mes cris et mon agitation.
Dix mains pleines de doigts me touchent partout à la fois, me malaxent...
Je me débats toujours, mais je dois admettre que j'éprouve de plus en plus de plaisir.
Mon ventre est en feu, je sens que mon sexe dégouline sur les doigts de mes agresseurs.
- " La chienne! Elle est trempée!"

Maintenant, ils me portent, chacun par un membre.
Ils m'écartèlent.
Steve se tient devant moi, il est nu et sa grosse queue tendue me menace. Il me dit en riant:
-" C'est ça que tu voulais? Et bien, la voilà!" Et d'un grand coup de reins il se plante en moi jusqu'à la garde. Je hurle à pleins poumons!
J'étais vierge!
Je rêvais secrètement d'offrir mon pucelage à Steve.
Il me l'a volé!

Attiré par mes cris, un attroupement se forme, encourageant Steve en rythme. Il pistonne mon petit sexe déchiré de toute sa ***** de footballeur.
Il se plante encore plus profondément dans mon ventre et, poussant un cri de bête, vide ses couilles en jets puissants tout au fond de mon corps, au milieu des applaudissements.
On me fait téter la bouteille de vodka, et avant que j'aie fini de tousser, je sens une autre bite *****r mon vagin douloureux. Il est plus gros et fait des mouvements plus amples, sortant entièrement de mon trou pour s'y précipiter à nouveau avec des bruits de pets mouillés. Les garçons qui me portent me balancent, me retirant et me plantant sur cet énorme pieux.
La foule l'encourage tout en me portant et me pétrissant de ses dizaines de mains vicieuses.
Il met du temps à finir, mais est enfin acclamé.
Un troisième profite de l'ouverture, pour glisser sa queue dans mon con baveux...

Après m'être fait encore défoncer par quelques autres, je vois avec soulagement le surveillant devant moi.
Fausse joie! Lui aussi est saoul. Il me baise vite et lâche à *** tour *** jus entre mes jambes.
Je n'ai pas fini de respirer qu'un gars baraqué comme une montagne m'enfile *** engin. Ça va, il est encore moins gros que celui du surveillant. J'ai un peu moins mal.
On me redresse, on me plaque contre le géant roux et velu, les bras autour de *** cou. On m'attache les poignets et les chevilles ensemble dans *** dos à l'aide de mon foulard. Je suis soudée à sa queue de tout mon poids. Il se met à danser et sautiller, faisant douloureusement remuer sa bite en moi. Je sens mes organes s'empaler d'eux mêmes à chaque choc.
Un type sort de la foule en branlant une énorme queue violette et brillante. Il vient derrière moi, tâtonne un peu et enfile d'un coup *** énorme bout de chair rigide au fond de mon petit trou. Je hurle de douleur, à la plus grande joie de l'assemblée.
Je suis déchirée de ce côté là aussi.
Je ne peux plus respirer, mon ventre est plus que rempli par ces pieux qui me transpercent. Ils vont me faire exploser.
Le géant s'agite à nouveau, se servant de mon cul pour branler *** complice.
La situation ayant plu, quelques autres viennent aussi se faire jouir de cette manière.

On me pose à plat ventre en travers d'une table, ce n'est même plus la peine de me tenir, je suis pantelante. On me soulève la tête en me tirant les cheveux et on m'enfile le goulot de la bouteille de vodka dans la bouche. Ça me donne un coup de fouet, et en même temps me fait encore plus perdre mes repères.

Aïe! Qu'est-ce que c'est? NON! Pas une bouteille de bière!
Je hurle à pleins poumons, mais ça ne fait que les exciter encore plus.
La bouteille est entrée.
Je perds conscience.

Ils font la queue, m'enfilant chacun *** tour, soit dans la chatte, soit dans le cul, soit dans la bouche...
On amène une chaise afin que Félix, le Bulldog mascotte de l'équipe puisse aussi avoir sa part de dessert. Il se sert ***********!
Je suis défoncée, éclatée de tous les orifices. Je me vide sur le sol entre deux saillies...
Je ne suis plus que des grottes dégoulinantes. J'ai mal!

Je ne me souviens plus très bien du nombre de joueurs que compte notre équipe, quelque chose comme 27 ou 28.
Ils étaient certainement tous à la fête, sans compter quelques amis et fans.

Chacun s'est soulagé dans mes trois trous. Au moins une fois.
Je suis collée à la table par le sperme qui devient très épais en séchant.
Ça fait une éternité que je me fais remplir les orifices et gicler partout sur le corps.

J'ai de la peine à l'admettre, mais je crois que j'ai joui au moins vingt fois depuis que je suis entrée ici.


Cindy est devant moi, me caressant le visage.
-" Oh! Ma pauvre Sharon. Ça va, ma chérie?" Je lui réponds en faisant quelques bulles et en bavant un filet de sperme.
Elle gueule:
-" Vous n'êtes qu'une bande de porcs! J'espère pour vous que vous ne l'avez pas cassée!" Puis à moi, tendrement:
-" Je vais t'examiner, mon pauvre chou".
Ils ont reculé, l'air gêné.
Cindy se met derrière moi, écarte délicatement mes fesses et promène un doigt dans mes trous distendus.
Je la sens se raidir. Sa main se crispe sur ma fesse. Elle respire fort!
Elle pousse une sorte de grognement et elle se met à faire des va et viens de ses doigts dans mes orifices. L'ambiance qui était tombée, se réchauffe à nouveau. Ils encouragent Cindy qui perd tout contrôle. Elle glisse toute sa main dans ma chatte, m'arrachant de nouveaux hurlements.
Les spectateurs applaudissent.
Elle me pistonne comme une machine, soufflant fort. Cela ne lui suffit pas! Elle ***** *** autre main dans mon cul, sans ménagement. Elle va m'ouvrir en deux, comme une carcasse de boucherie.
Je perds à nouveau connaissance.

Je reviens à moi péniblement. Je suis portée par le géant roux, et travers de ses épaules velues, comme on ramène un chevreuil de la chasse.
Il me dépose sur la table du local des Pompom Girls, pantelante, aveuglée par le plafonnier.
Les filles se précipitent vers moi.
Cindy crie:
-" Chacune *** tour! On va tirer à la courte paille. Je laisse mon tour, je me suis déjà servie!"

Stella lèche avidement ma chatte dégoulinante, cherchant à avaler le plus de sperme possible.
Elle va le chercher au fond de mon ventre, de ses doigts tremblants.
Je n'en peux plus, je suis dans un état comateux. Mon corps ne peut plus choisir entre douleur et plaisir. Je me laisse partir sur un nuage de fris***s...

Depuis ce jour, Cindy me considère comme sa chose.

Et j'en suis heureuse!

Elle me ***** à porter un collier de chienne (très joli, au demeurant) avec une courte laisse.

Sur le campus, une nouvelle règle est apparue:

Tout le monde, garçon ou fille, à n'importe quel moment, est autorisé à saisir ma laisse et m'entraîner dans un coin tranquille (ou pas) pour se soulager avec mon corps.


Je sers de défouloir à tout le campus, et ils ne se privent pas d'expérimenter sur moi leurs pires fantasmes.

J'ai été farcie d'objets les plus incongrus.


On a bu et mangé dans mes orifices.


On m'a utilisée comme narguilé.


J'ai été suspendue et fouettée, mes petits seins fortement liés.


On m'a fait copuler avec différents animaux.


Des boutonneux, suants et tremblants, m'ont examinée sous toutes les coutures, loupe en main.


Un étudiant japonais a chié une énorme crotte bien dure, directement dans mon vagin. Ça faisait plusieurs jours qu'il se préparait.




Un couple de filles s'est marié en moi, se faisant leur promesse les mains jointes dans mon vagin.


Un "artiste", après m'avoir forcée à boire de la bière et à manger un repas beaucoup trop copieux, me suspendit dans une position improbable, au centre de *** œuvre. Puis il m'administra un puissant laxatif et me laissa chier, vomir et pisser durant tout *** "happening". Des caméras m'exposant en gros plans sur les murs et le plafond de la salle, devant une centaine de spectateurs.


On m'a fait prendre des drogues. Certaines ont décuplé la puissance et la durée de mes orgasmes. Avec d'autres, je n'ai aucun souvenir de ce qu'on a bien pu faire de moi, reprenant conscience sous un buis*** ou un pissoir.


Une fille me guettait et me suivait sans cesse. Chaque fois qu'on me relâchait, elle se précipitait à genoux entre mes jambes pour téter ma chatte et mon anus, aspirant tout le foutre qu'elle pouvait y trouver, avide et tremblante.

Un étudiant m'a sortie du campus pour me vendre aux passants. Pour vingt dollars, il les laissaient me baiser sur le capot d'une voiture rouillée, derrière une palissade.

Cindy l'apprit.

Je vis le pauvre garçon, attaché dans les douches se faire remplir le cul avec le jet, jusqu'à ce qu'il hurle de douleur.

Puis Cindy lui pistonna violemment le fondement de *** poing serré.

Lorsqu'elle la retira, sa main portait des traces de sang.

Elle lui donna encore un coup de pied dans les couilles et, attrapant ma laisse, m'emmena en claquant des talons vers notre chambre.


Chaque soir, à peine rentrée, je dois raconter à Cindy tout ce qu'on m'a fait subir pendant la journée, avec tous les détails.

Elle boit mes paroles en se masturbant, vient goûter dans mes orifices le mélange que je porte en moi. Enfin, ce qu'a oublié ma nettoyeuse.

Puis je dois la baiser. Dans l'un ou l'autre de ses trous, à l'aide d'un immense gode attaché à une ceinture ou de ma main, suivant *** humeur.


Si elle trouve que je n'ai pas assez été utilisée ou si elle est fâchée, elle me ***** à porter toute la nuit de gros objets en moi, qu'elle maintient au fond de mes orifices à l'aide de bande adhésive, formant une sorte de culotte qui me fait pleurer de douleur quand enfin elle me la retire, arrachant les rares poils qui me restent.


Le soir de ma performance avec "l'artiste", après lui avoir décrit ma peine et mon ***********, Cindy prit un air pincé que je ne lui connaissais pas.

Elle se mit en colère, me reprochant injustement de ne pas l'avoir invitée à ce spectacle.


Elle fouilla avec brusquerie dans le tiroir de *** bureau et partit dans la salle de bain.

Elle revint un moment plus tard, me lança une toile cirée et m'ordonnant sèchement de me mettre à quatre pattes dessus.

Elle tenait dans main une sorte de tuyau de plomberie en plastique d'environ trente centimètres de long et cinq de diamètre. Elle me l'introduisit dans le cul jusqu'à la moitié, assez brusquement.

Se mettant à *** tour à quatre pattes, elle engloutit l'autre bout, sans plus de ménagements.

Elle nous entoure d'une cordelette, tout en haut des jambes et avec *****, nous lie solidement, cul contre cul.

-" Je viens de prendre une triple dose de laxatif!

Tu es complètement vide, d'après ce que tu m'as raconté. Eh bien, je vais te remplir maintenant!"


Nous sommes restées comme ça de longues minutes, nos ventres reliés par un pipe-line.

Mes genoux sur le sol dur me font mal.

Ce gros tuyau dans mon cul me fait souffrir aussi, remué à contre temps par la respiration de Cindy.

Elle se crispe, gémit et se tortille. Elle respire fort.

Je sens déferler en moi un torrent de merde chaude, me gonflant le ventre, se forçant un passage au plus profond de mes tripes. Elle me remplit en une longue contraction. Elle a à peine le temps de reprendre *** souffle, qu'une deuxième colique, encore plus longue et plus forte, lui arrache un soupir rauque.

Je vais éclater!


Un petit répit. Nous respirons rapidement, par saccades.

Mon ventre gargouille, peinant à accepter cette intrusion.


Cindy se tord à nouveau et, avec des gémissements qui tentent de couvrir les miens, m'injecte violemment une nouvelle dose de sa diarrhée brûlante. Je sens que sous la pression, la purée nauséabonde remonte encore plus loin dans mes intestins.

Nous respirons très fort toutes les deux.

C'est à mon tour d'avoir une colique. Je lui renvoie violemment sa chiasse au fond du ventre.

Elle n'apprécie pas et se contracte à *** tour. La pression est trop forte, et la merde déborde de nos culs palpitants.

Cindy nous détache, retire le tuyau, et sans changer de position enfile sa main directement au fond de mon cul. Sans hésiter, j'enfonce la mienne dans *** intestin gargouillant.

Une nouvelle colique nous prend simultanément. Je sens se presser autour de ma main le liquide chaud qui distend encore plus *** rectum.

La pression est trop forte, je vais lâcher!

J'éjecte *********** la main de Cindy hors de mon ventre, dans un torrent immonde. *** cul faisant de même avec ma main dans le dixième de seconde qui suit.


Elle est de bien meilleure humeur lorsque nous prenons notre douche.



Tous les matins, avant d'aller aux toilettes, je dois prouver mon allégeance à Cindy.

Elle s'assoit au sol, contre mon lit, *** coude posé au bord du matelas, tendant *** poing graissé à la verticale. Je dois m'empaler sur elle, jusqu'à toucher la chaînette qu'elle porte au poignet.

Et gare à moi si je fais pipi! Car alors, je dois tout nettoyer avec ma langue et recommencer, mais dans mon cul cette fois.



Cindy a envie de s'acheter une voiture.

Lors des prochains matches, elle me vendra sous les gradins, suspendue et écartelée dans la structure. Chacun pourra faire ce qu'il veut de moi pour cinq dollars la minute.


J'ai honte de me réjouir!

Les blondes.


J'étais dans la chambre de deux filles blondes et minces, qui avaient attrapé ma laisse en sortant de la cafétéria et dont je ne connaissais même pas le nom. On aurait dit des jumelles.


Attachée sur le lit, les jambes grandes ouvertes. Elles avaient décidé de tester dans mes orifices tous les objets qu'elles pouvaient trouver, n'osant pas essayer sur elles même plus gros que le manche d'une brosse à cheveux.

J'eus bien-sûr droit à la brosse, dans les deux sens et mes deux trous.

Elles venaient de commencer leurs expériences et j'étais déjà irritée presque au sang. Ça ne m'empêchait pas d'être excitée, et je mouillais comme une fontaine.

Elle ne parlaient pas, se chuchotant parfois à l'oreille.

Elles m'enfoncèrent des objets de plus en plus gros:

Des bougies de la taille d'un pouce, elles n'osèrent pas m'en mettre plus de vingt deux, treize dans mon vagin et neuf dans mon anus. Elles s'excitèrent tellement qu'elles jouirent sans se toucher.

Une des filles empila des coussins au bas de mon dos, me forçant à me cambrer. Puis elle m'enfila dans la chatte une bouteille de coca débouchée et le goulot en avant.

Lorsqu'elle fut bien enfoncée avec délicatesse, mais très profondément, elle restèrent un moment à admirer ce spectacle en se caressant mutuellement, leurs jus coulant le long de leurs cuisses bronzées. Mon vagin s'habituait doucement à cette énorme intrus.

Elles jouirent ensemble, toujours debout, agitées de spasmes si forts que la bouteille qu'elles tenait fermement en place dans ma chatte se mit à mousser, faisant gonfler mon ventre ***********. Je crus que j'allais littéralement exploser.

Je pouvais voir mon ventre gonflé comme si j'étais enceinte.

Je jouis très fort, dans des contractions extrêmement douloureuses qui firent déborder un flot de mousse tout autour de la bouteille qu'elles profitèrent pour enfoncer encore plus loin dans mon utérus distendu.

La bouteille disparut dans mon corps, produisant encore de la mousse. J'allais mourir ici, dans une grande explosion!


Une des filles pinça violemment mon clitoris, ce qui me fit jouir instantanément, expulsant la bouteille de l'autre côté de la chambre dans un grand jet de coca et de mouille. Mon ventre ne s'arrêtait pas de pousser et j'eus peur que mes organes ne sortent par ma fente.

Je faisais des gargouillis et des bulles se formaient quand le gaz s'échappait de mon ventre explosé.

Elles étaient devant moi, chacune avait enfoncé deux doigts dans la chatte de l'autre et elles venaient de jouir encore une fois.

Un grand moment se passa sans qu'il ne se passe rien, chacune perdue dans nos plaisirs et nos frissons, hébétées.

Je revins à moi en sentant des doigts fouiller ma chatte, je n'ouvris même pas les yeux. Puis je sentis que toute sa main était entrée, mais je sentais encore des doigt qui s'infiltraient, et bientôt j'eus une deuxième main au fond de mon ventre. Mais cela ne leur suffirait pas, elle m'enfilèrent une troisième main, en forçant beaucoup.

Je jouis encore une fois, trempant leurs poignet de mon jus.

Elle me détachèrent et s'installèrent à genoux sur le lit, une de chaque côte. Comme un ballet bien réglé chacune saisit une de mes mains et tentèrent de se les introduire dans la chatte. Je les aidais en mettant mes mains dans la bonne position et je sentis que mes doigts entraient assez facilement dans leur vagins dégoulinants.

Elles étaient au maximum, mais seuls mes doigts étaient entrés. Elle restèrent ainsi, essoufflées quand l'une d'elle murmura quelque chose à l'oreille de sa copine, qui fut d'accord.

Elles me plantèrent à nouveau la bouteille dans la chatte, et quand elle fut au fond, elle se serrèrent dans les bras et prenant leur souffle elles s'assirent littéralement sur mes mains. Elles eurent un long gémissement et je sentis qu'elles réussissaient à s'empaler.

Leur vagins glissaient autour de mes mains et presque ensemble elles m'avalèrent jusqu'au poignet. Je les voyais s'embrasser avec fureur, leurs ongles plantés dans leurs épaules et elles explosèrent de plaisir, inondant à leur tour mes avant bras. Devant ce spectacle et les contractions qui massaient mes mains prisonnières, je jouis à mon tour, propulsant une nouvelle fois la bouteille contre le mur dans une grande giclée de jus.


Elles libérèrent mes mains ensemble dans un bruit mouillé et me firent nettoyer leurs chattes avec la langue, puis elles me léchèrent aussi, mais nous étions toutes trois trop épuisées pour jouir.

Toujours sans un mot, l'une d'elle me lança mon t-shirt et ma mini jupe.

Lorsque je fus "habillée", elles me remirent ma laisse et me poussèrent dans le couloir où attendait ma nettoyeuse, déçue et presque fâchée de ne rien trouver à sucer.

Premier jeu


Nous sommes en promenade, le temps est à l'orage, des trombes d'eaux parfois tombent durant un quart d'heure. Nous avions prévu un pique nique mais il paraît compromis, Tu décides d'aller au restaurant malgré mon souhait de rentrer.
Tu t'arrêtes à une auberge qui semble déserte, tu vas te renseigner s'ils ***t ouverts et gentiment la patronne t'informe qu'elle peut nous préparer quelque chose de simple. Je suis gênée de ma tenue mais je te suis, tu insistes et nous prenons une table au fond nous asseyant tous les deux sur la banquette. Je suis vêtue d'un chemisier blanc, une mini jupe étroite boutonnée devant en velours rouge et rien dessous. Elle est trop courte et je ne la mets jamais en ville sans culotte mais comme nous ne devions que rester en voiture ou aller dans les bois, ce matin là je suis partie nue sous cette jupe.
Nous dégustons notre apéritif tranquillement, quand un client arrive, c'est un vieux monsieur qui vient déjeuner seul. Il nous salut puis s'assoit à une table devant nous. Tandis que tu me parles, je remarque le regard du type qui me fixe, je tire sur ma jupe mais elle est trop courte pour me couvrir. Je me lève pour aller aux toilettes puis en revenant passe près de l'homme. Je comprends qu'il regarde, les tables ***t sans nappes et il peut admirer mes cuisses. Je me rassois en prenant soin de bien tenir serrée mes cuisses. Nous déjeunons dans la bonne humeur avec du vin, complètement détendus en oubliant le mauvais temps dehors.
Le type déjeune aussi en jetant des regards sur moi de temps en temps. Il termine et lit *** journal en buvant le café. En fait il fait mine de lire et observe tranquillement mes cuisses sous notre table. Tu me fais remarquer que le grand père se rince l'oeil depuis tout à l'heure ça te fait rire, alors tu me suggères de l'allumer par jeu, que cela serait amusant.
Je suis plutôt timide et je refuse mais l'alcool aidant, tu insistes et à ma grande surprise, d'autorité tu déboutonnes un bouton de ma jupe pour m'écarter un peu les cuisses.
Cette fois on voit bien que je suis sans culotte et tu me tiens le genou avec ta main ouvrant ou fermant mes cuisses tout en discutant avec moi. Je te demande si le type me regarde toujours, tu me mens en répondant que non et tu me glisses dans l'oreille d'en faire plus pour attirer *** attention. Je rougis mais tu ne t'en préoccupes pas et tu me déboutonnes même ma jupe jusqu'à la ceinture cette fois, puis tu entrouvres mes cuisses en te moquant de me voir si gênée.
Je me penche vers toi et t'annonce que je dois me lever pour aller aux toilettes. En me levant ma jupe est ouverte, je la tiens serrée avec la main en marchant mais on distingue bien mes cuisses. L'homme aux cheveux blancs me suit des yeux avec envie.
Aux toilettes je me passe de l'eau sur mon visage brûlant maudissant cette journée orageuse et tes idées saugrenues. Je suis si énervée que je n'arrive pas à me reboutonner, puis si je ne te laisse pas faire, nous allons encore nous disputer.
Je me dis aussi qu'un homme aussi âgé sera plus courtois et ne viendra pas m'ennuyer. Aussi par amour, je décide de prendre en main les choses pour ta satisfaction en espérant que ce moment passe vite.
Je reviens dans la salle un moment plus tard et me dirige doucement vers notre table. tu restes sidéré en me voyant, ma jupe ne tient que par un bouton à la taille et à chaque pas elle s'écarte entièrement ouverte en dévoilant généreusement mon sexe lisse rasé.
Une fois assise, j'écarte juste ma jupe sur mes cuisses serrées et me penche vers ton oreille pour te demander de m'informer si cette fois il regarde. tu me rassures en effet l'homme a posé le journal et m'observe sans se priver.
Bien que je me mette à rougir de plus belle, tu m'embrasses en me félicitant, l'effet de l'alcool te fais perdre la rai*** et ta main sur mon genou m'écarte carrément les jambes. Les cuisses bien ouvertes et sa jupe déboutonnée, je montre *** ventre lisse sans oser regarder le type qui la détaille. Tu enlèves ta main en me disant de ne pas bouger, j'obéis soumise. Le type me regarde les jambes attentivement sous la table et je reste immobile impudique en espérant qu'il ne s'approche pas.
Je décide de terminer notre jeu et qu'il est temps de partir, tu comprends ma hâte et tu te lèves pour aller régler l'addition. Je sors de table et comme tu me l'as demandée, je te suis sans avoir reboutonnée ma jupe.
Dehors sur le parking, je me retourne et constate que le type est derrière nous, tu es amusée, me demandes de lui montrer mon cul. Au point oû j'en suis arrivée, je ne vais pas te contrarier et pour éviter une dispute je m'exécute. Je retrousse bien ma jupe jusqu'à la taille avant de monter en voiture, dévoilant mes fesses rondes généreusement.
Tu montes dans la voiture mais ne m'ouvre pas aussitôt, tu veux que je continue de me montrer pour lui faire plaisir.
Cette fois tu m'agaces et de rage j'enlève ma jupe ne gardant que mon chemisier. Le vieux s'est approché de moi et fixe mon ventre lisse avec admiration. Cela ne dure que quelques secondes qui pourtant me paraissent une éternité tant j'ai honte.
Tu ouvres la porte et je me tourne pour me glisser rapidement dans l'habitacle. Juste le temps de m'asseoir, je sens la main du type me caresser les fesses.
Une fois assise dans la voiture, sa main se glisse entre mes cuisses pour me peloter le sexe. Je me sens mal regrettant d'avoir été provocante et je voudrais fuir loin de cet homme. Je n'ose bouger tant je suis effrayée, nerveuse je tremble mais le vieillard prend cela pour du plaisir et continue ses caresses.
Tu sembles ravi de le voir me caresser et ne fait rien pour l'arrêter malgré mon désarroi. Le type enlève un moment sa main voulant ouvrir sa braguette.
Je profite de cet instant d'inattention pour refermer la portière et la verrouiller, en hurlant de partir et tu démarres enfin. Tu sembles très satisfait de mon comportement pour une première exhibition poussée et m'encourages à recommencer malgré ma mine déconfite.
Tu me demandes si je vais bien, je te réponds que j'ai eu peur et que je crains de croiser ce type mais tu en souris en me rappelant que nous ne reviendrons plus dans cet endroit et que je finirais par m'habituer. Je tremble en écoutant ces mots qui ne laissent aucun doute sur ce qui m'attend. Je devrais m'enfuir mais l'amour me retiens et me pousse à te cèder...

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Maid to Order


This is the story, a true story, of how I, a straight female, became a lesbian sex slave.

She was tall and statuesque, her hair in a bun. I had met her type before, trying to appear strong and domineering by flexing their Executive muscle.

Management change was nothing new for me. I had watched new department heads come and go with regularity. I didn't fear a new boss like the other employees did. The company needed me because I was their biggest producer. I made them money...lots of money. As long as I was one of their best sales people, I felt bullet proof, secure in my job.

When Marlene Nelson called me into her office for a cursory introduction, my haughty attitude was apparent. It initially had the desired effect...it clearly unnerved her.

It didn't take long, however, for her to regain her composure. As she leaned back in her executive chair, I took notice of her physical attributes. It was obvious she was extremely attractive, hiding a voluptuous body under her conservative business suit. She was also relatively young for an Executive, early thirties I guessed. I sensed she wasn't intimidated by me, not like the last two managers who sat at her desk.

I was, however, equally confident in my own stature within the firm. both as a sales producer and as a sexy, attractive female. Nothing conservative about me. I liked the attention I received from my co-workers and I dressed to maximize it. I was all business though. I never dated anyone I worked with. I was aware they referred to me as a prick teaser...well deserved I suppose.

"I understand you're the biggest producer in the department, Sandra," she said. "Is it Sandra or Sandi?"

"Sandra," I answered. "I don't like being called Sandi. And yes, I am the biggest producer and have been for the past three years. I make a lot of money for this firm. You should take that into consideration when you read my request for a raise. I don't feel I'm fairly compensated for my performance here."

"I see," she said. "And if you're not compensated as fairly as you think you should be, what is the alternative?"

I wasn't prepared for that question. There wasn't supposed to be an alternative. I should get the raise...period. That's the way the game was played. I didn't understand why this bitch was suddenly putting me on the spot. She should have been groveling, giving in to my demands. Did she really think there was an alternative?

My ego was as big as the raise I was requesting. Without thinking I boldly blurted out: "I guess I would have to consider taking my talents elsewhere."

I'm sorry you feel that way," she said calmly. "I'm sure you'll be sorely missed around here."

I was stunned. "What...what do you mean?" I asked nervously. "You...you mean you're willing to let me go just like that? You can't be serious. I make more money for this company than the rest of the sales staff combined. I also know the head of this division personally and he would never allow you to let me go over a meager raise.."

"I can and I just did, Sandeee," she said sarcastically. "You can finish out the day if you like or you can leave right now. It's up to you."

Suddenly I wasn't so full of myself any more. I made a hundred and fifty thousand a year. Was I being too greedy with my raise request?

She interrupted my thoughts. "Was there anything else?" she asked.

"Uh...I don't understand," I said, my voice quivering. "I didn't say I was quitting. I like my job here. I have friends here. And Mr Pyle, the division vice president told me that ...."

"I don't care what Mr Pyle told you," she quipped. "No one makes demands of me. No one is indispensable."

"Forget my raise request," I said, trying to retreat. "I love my job here. Really, I'm satisfied with my present salary. I'm sorry if I mislead you about my intentions."

She leaned back in her chair and smiled. "Tell you what I'll do, Sandee. I'll think about it over night and let you know tomorrow whether you still have a job here. That's all...get back to work."

I stumbled to my feet, grimacing from the pain in the pit of my stomach. She was dismissing me like I was a piece of ****.

"Oh, by the way," she said just as I reached the door. "I rather like the way you dress. You like to flaunt it don't you. Are you the office slut?"

She was adding insult to injury."No...no I'm not," I muttered.

"Then you must be the office prick teaser," she snickered. "Well, I won't hold that against you in my decision. Now get the fuck out of here and back to work."

Back in my office I tried to compose myself. I was shaking like a leaf...tears falling on my expensive silk blouse. Then I became angry...mad at my lack of backbone...mad at the new bitch boss and her total lack of respect for me.

I picked up the phone and called Kyra, a friend and client in a firm downtown. I'd show that bitch, I thought to myself.

"Kyra, this is Sandra. How are you today?"

"Fine, I'm fine," Kyra answered, her voice sounding oddly strained

"Listen, Kyra. You know how you are always recruiting me to come to work for you. Well this is your lucky day. I'm ready to take you up on your offer."

The phone line became eerily silent. I didn't understand. "Kyra, are you still there?" I asked. "Did you understand what I said? I'm ready to take you up on your offer."

"I heard you," she said. "Unfortunately I can't help you. I received a call from your new boss this morning. She informed me in no uncertain terms that if any of her employees tried to defect over to us and we hired them she would stop doing business with us. You know your company is our biggest supplier. I can't afford to call her bluff. If she cut us off...."

I couldn't believe it. "She...she can't do that," I cried. "That has to be illegal or something. You can't blackball someone in this day and age. Who the hell does she think she is?"

"I don't know if it's illegal or not," Kyra said. "It certainly is effective though. And if I were you I wouldn't bother to call any of the other firms where you have contact with. I think she's put the word out to everyone. From what I understand she apparently doesn't have to answer to her boss either. Mr Pyle may be your division Vice President but apparently she doesn't have to answer to him. Someone has given her a lot of power."

I hung up the phone feeling thoroughly dejected. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I was making more than a hundred fifty thousand dollars a year. Now there was a possibility I might not have a job. I didn't have any investments or savings. I had spent it as fast as I made it.

Later that night, while trying to relax in my comfortable, luxurious Condo, I slowly became overwhelmed by the possibility of losing it all. I began crying uncontrollably.

Picking up the phone, I phoned Mr Pyle at his home. It was inconceivable for me that a man in his position with the company would not have a say in a matter like this.

He answered the phone. "Mr Pyle, this is Sandra. I'm sorry to bother you at home but I need to talk to you about something important. I don't know if you are aware of it but....."

"Yes, I'm aware of what happened to you today, Sandra," he said. "Unfortunately there is nothing I can do about it. Your new boss, Miss Nelson, was sent here by the President of the company. I was instructed not to interfere with her. I'm not sure what her agenda is but they've left me out of the loop. I'm not sure of my own position any more."

"But doesn't my track record mean anything?" I ask tearfully. "My sales surpass everyone . Doesn't that mean anything?"

"The company is appreciative of what you've done, Sandra. But the President is a strong believer in never allowing the tail to wag the dog. Threatening to quit unless you received a raise is tantamount to blackmail. He won't stand for it. I'm sorry...there is nothing I can do."

I hung up the phone feeling more dejected than ever. I could see my nightmare coming true. ------------------------------------

When I arrived at work the following morning there was a note on my desk to report to Miss Nelson's office. I poured myself a cup of coffee, my hands trembling from fear and stress. Trying to act as self assured as possible, I entered her office.

"Good morning, Sandee," she said sarcastically. "You're looking exceptionally sexy this morning."

I thought it odd she would call me sexy. I wondered if she was one of those lesbians, like the dykes who were always whistling at me on the streets. She certainly didn't look like a dyke.

"I've thought about your situation and this is what I've decided," she began. "Your money making skills are impressive. But, for me to allow you to stay, I need to add to your responsibilities. Are you willing to take on additional task?"

"God yes," I said, breathing a sigh of relief.

I didn't care what she wanted me to do. All I cared about was not losing that fat paycheck every month. That's all I wanted to hear.

"You might change your mind when I tell you what I need for you to do," she said.

I didn't care. Whatever it was it couldn't be as bad as not being able to pay my mortgage payment...or have my Mercedes repossessed.

"Okay, here's the offer. Every Saturday, from eight in the morning until I dismiss you, you'll be my personal maid. You'll come to my apartment and clean it, wash my linens and personal items. You will also be responsible for my dry cleaning. Do you think you can handle that?"

I thought she was joking. I waited for the punch line,,,it never came. She was as serious as I was humiliated. My pride told me to walk out, not to succumb to her insane demand. But the fear of being broke, losing the condo I worked so hard to buy was a great motivator. I tried to think of a way out of her selfish, illegal demands.

"Every Saturday? I mumbled humbly. "Be your maid? How can you ask me to do this? Maybe I should talk to Mr Wylie first. This sounds illegal."

"Sure," she said. "By all means, call him. But make sure he knows he's talking to a former employee. Or, if you want, you can retain an attorney and sue the company. Shouldn't cost you more than two, maybe three hundred dollars and hour. Knock yourself out, Sandeeee."

The bitch called my every bluff. I was losing my confidence in playing hard ball with her.

"When...when do I start?" I asked shamefully.

"Well, tomorrow is Saturday. That's as good a time as any to start. I'll give you a key to let yourself in. Make sure you're quiet. I ***** in on Saturdays."

She handed me a small plastic bag. I stared inside it, feeling numb. To my horror there was a maid's uniform, all neatly pressed and crisp. She actually wanted me to wear a maid's uniform!

"I...I can't wear this," I said, my voice quivering. "Isn't it enough that you're humiliating me. Wearing this would be so demeaning. I won't....."

"You will wear it," she said sternly. "You're not a guest in my home nor are you a friend. You're the maid and you'll dress appropriately. Do you understand?"

Almost in tears I nodded. I could sense the wrath in her voice.

"Okay, that's settled. Now get your ass back to work. Make us some money today."

And just like that she dismissed me again. I walked back to my office, my pride, my ego in shambles. What would the office staff think of me if they found out? I felt devastated. ------------------------------------

I showed up at her Condo next morning precisely at eight. I let myself in. Her apartment was beautiful, much larger than mine. It reeked of money and class, from the furniture to the art on the wall. Thank god it was neat and clean and would only need a minimum of cleaning.

I didn't know where to start. There were a few dishes in the sink. I washed them and put them away.

"I see you're on time." Her voice startled me. "I woke up early today. Since I'm up let me show you around."

I followed after her down a long hallway. The master bathroom was breath taking. There was a large oval bed in the center with mirrors on every wall. There was even a large circular mirror on the ceiling above the bed.

She pointed to the master bath off to the side. "There's a hamper in there with my dirty clothes," she said. "Mostly panties. The bathroom need to be cleaned. You can start in there. Oh, and down at the end of the hall there's a utility room where the washer and dryer are located."

I never experienced such shame. The reality of my situation hit me full *****. I hung my head, staring at the floor.

"By the way," she said, "Do you know how to cook? I could use a hearty breakfast this morning."

"Uh...yes...yes, I can cook," I said submissively.

"Good. Follow me."

In the kitchen I peered into her fridge, finding eggs and bacon. As I began preparing her breakfast she sat at the dining room table reading the morning newspaper.

Her robe hung open displaying her large breast. It disturbed me that she would expose herself like that. It was equally disturbing that I felt compelled to steal glances at them. She dressed so conservative at the office, I found it odd she would displayed herself so openly to me.

"That uniform fits you like a glove," she said as I served her breakfast. "The skirt could have been a little shorter, though."

I couldn't believe she was serious. The black skirt was so short my thighs above the top of my thigh high stockings were exposed. And the blouse...so shear my bra was clearly visible. I had to wear a trench coat just to cover myself while coming here!

The apron was a joke...small and white, barely covering my waist. And she thought the skirt wasn't short enough? Maybe, I thought, she was a lesbian after all.

While she ate breakfast I returned to the master bath. The small hamper was full, almost entirely made up of panties. The pile was a rainbow of colors, all thongs and bikinis. As I sorted them, I noticed that a number of them were quite soiled...soiled as in nasty soiled. Apparently her sexual life was quite active.

After stripping her bed, I bundled everything up and went in search of the utility room. Once I had the first load going, she yelled from the kitchen.

"Draw me a bath, Sandra. With lots of bubbles...okay."

I made my way back to the master bath, turning the water on in the tub. It was absolutely demeaning but I felt trapped.

"Nothing like a hot bubble bath," Marlene said as she slipped up behind me. "I'll bet you'd like to be home soaking in a tub yourself right now wouldn't you."

It was a cruel comment, as if she was deliberately trying to make me feel worthless. It was working.

She removed her robe, shamelessly flaunting her nakedness to me. Red faced, I looked away as she climbed into the tub.

I made my way back to the kitchen to clean up the breakfast dishes. I couldn't stop the tears.

"SANDEEE, come in here. Hurry, I need your help."

Back down the hallway I went. She was lounging in the tub, her body hidden by the mass of bubbles.

"Do me a favor and wash my back," she said, acting very coy.

She was pushing me too far. "I'm not washing your back," I said defiantly. "I should never have agreed to this maid thing. You're being purposely cruel. Why do you enjoy humiliating me."

"I'd also enjoy firing you Sandra. If you want to leave be my guest. Just don't bother showing up at work Monday morning. I already have someone in mind to replace you."

My financial situation ****** me to swallow my pride. She never left me any wiggle room.

She picked up on my hesitation, leaning forward in the tub to expose her back. Shamefully, I reached into the tub, finding the sponge. I hated her when she smiled, gloating.

"Now do my breasts," she said softly as she leaned back in the tub.

It was difficult not to notice how large and flawless they were. Her nipples grew as I sponged them. Suddenly her knees appeared up above the bubbles, spreading wide.

"After you wash my pussy you can finish washing my clothes," she whispered. "Scrub it good. I may get lucky today and I don't want it smelling like a fisherman's wharf."

I ****** back the tears as my hand slipped between her legs, sponging her crotch. I scrubbed her hard, trying to hurt her. She moaned, licking her lips suggestively. I was now convinced she was trying to seduce me.

"Oh my, Sandra," she moaned. "You like to play rough don't you. That's alright. I like my pussy nice and pink when I'm out trolling for a date."

I couldn't breathe, gulping for air. She laughed when I ran from the bathroom gasping. I stood out in the hallway trying to pull myself together.

I finally retreated to the utility room, placing her panties and bedding into the dryer. I stayed there, wanting to avoid any more contact with her.

Within the hour I heard the door slam as she left the apartment. I immediately made my way back down the hall to her wet bar and mixed myself a *****. I needed several to numb the pain of my shame.

By the time I slipped off the bar stool to check the dryer, I was clearly feeling the effects of the *****. I staggered down the hall, retrieving the clean wash. After putting the panties away and making the bed, I was free to leave. I decided to have one more ***** for the road.

I lost track of time. Marlene returned, catching me *****ing her *****.Her arms were loaded down with packages from an obvious shopping spree. But she returned with more than packages. A young blue eyed blonde followed close behind, still wearing a name tag identifying the department store where she worked. Apparently Marlene was bringing the young sales clerk home with her too. It confirmed my suspicion...she was a lesbian.

"So, I see you're still here," she said snidely. "And *****ing up my ***** without permission. I may have to punish you you slutty bitch."

I was so inebriated I didn't care what she did to me. What could she do to demean me any more than she already had.

Turning to the young girl, she said: "Amber, this is my maid. Looks like she's taking advantage of me doesn't it. Sitting down on the job, *****ing my *****. What do you think I should do about it?"

"I...I don't know," the young blonde mumbled.

"What the hell. It's her first day. Maybe I'll give her a break. I might even let her watch. How about it Sandee. Would you like to watch Amber lick my pussy?"

"Uh...I'm...I'm not sure about this,"Amber mumbled nervously. "I've never really done anything like this before."

"I know, dear," Marlene said sweetly. "But you've always wanted to be a bitch in training haven't you. Isn't that why you're here?"

"Yes ma'am," Amber whispered submissively.

I felt like I was going to be sick. I decided to leave, stumbling from the bar stool.

"Stay where you're at," Marlene hissed at me. "You're not going anywhere. Do you understand?"

I slipped back onto the stool, reaching for my *****.

"Remove your blouse and skirt," she ordered Amber. "Watch, Sandra. You're going to see a nice tight body. Who knows, maybe it will turn you on. Maybe you'll even learn something about yourself."

Through blurry eyes I watch as the young girl stripped. She wasn't wearing a bra. It didn't matter, her breast were small, like a little girl. She looked even younger naked.

"My god, Marlene," I gasped. "She's just a *****. Why are you doing this to her?"

She ignored me, moving toward the young girl. She stroked the girl's crotch through her white bikini panties. The teen looked at me and moaned.

"You have to stop this," I demanded as I stumbled from the bar stool again. This is wrong."

"Get the hell out of here," Marlene hissed. "I'll deal with you Monday."

I grabbed my trench coat and staggered out of the apartment. Somehow I drove home without incident. I was sick by the time I reached the inside of my condo. I threw my guts up before passing out on the sofa. What a mess my life was in. I spent Sunday trying to understand why Marlene had openly displayed her sick lesbian sexuality to me. It would surely have a negative effect on her career if it was exposed. Did she think I was so frightened of her I wouldn't reveal to the company her sick relationships with other women? Surely she didn't think she could coerce me into participating with her in her perversion.

Boy Gets Trained


I was a 17 year old boy, when my mom decided to re-
marry. His name was Bob and not a nice guy in my book.
I have always been small. At the time, I had just
turned 17, I was 5ft5, 130lbs and the only hair I had
was on my head.

I had already quit school and was working as a
dishwasher at a restaurant. I didn't like washing
dishes but I loved the money. Bob and I got in a big
fight and he told me to get the fuck out. My mom didn't
say anything. I threw some clothes in a bag and left.
It was 7PM and I had nowhere to go. I stopped at the
corner and bought a newspaper to look for a place to
live. I found a section that said "room-mates." I
thought, that might be cool. I found an ad that said,
roommate needed, $100.00 per month. That was in my
price range. I called and a man answered. I told him
what happened and he told me to come on over.

I took a bus to his house. When I got off the bus, I
was really hoping I could get the room. It was close
enough to my work, I could walk.

When I got to his building I looked for his apartment
number. It was "C" and I found it in the basement. It
was the only one in the basement. I knocked on the
door. A man about 55, over 6feet and very big answered
the door. He stuck out his and introduced himself
saying, "Hi I'm Henry."

I took his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Tommy."

He said, "Come in boy and have a seat."

I walked in and there were 4 chairs around a coffee
table but no couch. The room looked nice, but I thought
it was strange not having a sofa.

I sat in one of the chairs and he sat in one across
from me. I explained to him about my step dad and that
I had a job. I told him $100.00 a month was a lot for
me, but I could do it. I was off work the next 4 days
and needed a place to live. He said he needed to
explain a few things before we went any further. It was
a one bedroom apartment, which meant I had to ***** in
bed with him.

I said, "That's not a problem, I have slept with my
little bother since he was born." He said because of
the size of the apartment, I could not have any friends
over. I said agreed because I really needed a place to
stay.

He said bedtime was 11PM PERIOD! I could go to bed
earlier if I wanted to. I said that was okay, hoping
that this interview would end soon.

He told me that I had to take a bath every night before
bed. He said he didn't want any stinky ass in his bed.
I agreed again. I have always taken a bath before bed
anyway. He said until he was comfortable and used to
me, he would inspect me after my bath. That was kinda
strange, but I agreed again.

He said if I was willing to keep the house clean, do
some laundry, some cooking he could knock my rent down
to $50.00. I said GREAT. He took me into the bedroom
and showed to me where to put my stuff. I put
everything away and he asked if I wanted some pizza. I
said sure. He ordered a pizza and we started watching
TV. About forty minutes later the pizza arrived. We ate
and talked. He went in the kitchen and came back with 2
glasses and handed me one. I drank it. I had no idea
what it was, but it was good.

When we finished, I picked up the pizza box and took it
in the kitchen and threw it away. I was feeling really
tired all of the sudden. When I walked back into the
living room, he told me to go get my bath. I said Ok.
He then said, "When you're done, just wrap a towel
around you so I can inspect you."

As I was taking my bath, I was wondering if Henry would
make fun of me because I didn't have hair anywhere on
my body.

When I walked into the living room I noticed Henry had
a robe on. He said, "It's my turn, I'll inspect you
after I take a shower." With that, he went into the
bathroom. I sat in one of the chairs and started
feeling really ******. I think I dozed off because
Henry was standing in front of me saying, "Time for
your inspection boy."

I said, "Yes sir," and stood up. He ran his hands threw
my hair and smelt it. He looked in my ears and had me
raise my arms so he could feel my armpits. I was
embarrassed because I had no hair, but Henry didn't say
anything. He smelled my armpits too. He then sat in one
of the chairs with my back to him and told me to raise
my right foot. When I did, I started to fall. He told
me to bend over and rest my hands on the coffee table.
I did and raised my right foot. He felt it and smelled
it and I could swear I felt him lick it. He had me do
the same with my left foot.

I started to stand up and he said, "Just stay there."
He then pulled my towel off. I really didn't think he
would check under my towel. He was feeling and smelling
my legs and again, I could swear he licked them. He
then pulled my butt cheeks apart a felt my butt hole
and smelled it. I heard him say very quietly, "Nice."
I was by now hard and hoping he would not have me turn
around. Just then he slaps my butt and tells me to turn
around.

As I turned around I put my hands over my crotch and my
raging hard on. I was as red as a tomato. Henry started
laughing and said to put my hands down. "For christ
sake boy, we're going to be ******** naked together."
As I moved my hands he put his hands on my butt cheeks
and pulled me closer to him. He kept his hands on my
butt and started smelling my crotch. As he smells my
crotch without looking up he asks, do you shave or is
this natural??? I said, "I don't shave." Again without
looking up he says, "Sweetie, you are as smooth as an
11 year old girl!"

I was really ****** and dizzy and thought I was going
to pass out. He stood up and put his arm around me and
said, "Come on, let's get you to bed before you fall
down. You're clean enough and SWEET enough to get in my
bed." We walked into the bedroom and he walked me
around the side of the bed. He said, "This is your
side," and helped me lay down. Then he said, "We don't
wear anything to bed and we don't use any covers in
this house."

I start to fall asleep as soon as I hit the bed. I'm in
a fog, but I see Henry drop his robe to the floor. I
can see that his cock is hard and really big. I try to
say something, but nothing comes out. He pulls my head
to the edge of the bed and says, "I forgot to inspect
your mouth." He pushes my cheeks together and starts
rubbing his cock across my lips. He puts the head of
his cock in my mouth and starts stroking his cock.
Before I knew it he was shooting cum in my mouth. When
he stopped cumming he rubbed his cock all over my face.
He rolled me over on my stomach rubbed my butt, then
slapped it and said, "I'll take care of that in the
morning...

I woke the next morning around 8AM. I went to get some
pants out and put them on. All of my clothes were gone!
I was shocked. I didn't know what to do? I went into
the hallway and asked Henry who was in the living room,
where my clothes went. He said they were dirty so he
put them in the washer. He said it would be awhile
because he poured the liquid soap on them and then
found out there was no hot water. He said he would go
down to the laundry room in about an hour and check
again. I asked, "What am I suppose to wear till then?"

He said, "If you need to wear something, there is an
apron on the back of the bathroom door. You're going to
be cleaning all day anyway." I went in the bathroom and
found it. It was real girly looking. Nothing like the
ones I wore at work. I put it on and walked out into
the living room. Henry looked up and said, "You sure
look pretty this morning."

He then said I shouldn't be walking around barefoot. He
threw me a pair of rubber sandals that had a small heal
on them. I said these look like something a girl would
wear. He said don't be silly. Everybody wears them. I
put them on and walked towards the kitchen to do the
dishes. He said the sandals make my legs look real
good. I said thanks. He then came into the kitchen and
opened the fridge. He took out a small bottle of OJ and
was shaking it. He pours it in a glass and hands it to
me and tells me to ***** it. I tell him I really don't
care that much for OJ. He says he doesn't care, "OJ is
good for you, now ***** it!" So, I did. He said, "Good
boy," and slaps me on my ass which is very exposed with
that apron on.

I finish the dishes and he tells me to go clean the
bathroom. As I'm headed to the bathroom, he asked me if
I liked movies. I said sure. He said he had a friend of
his coming over soon that makes copies of new releases.
I said cool.

I was still cleaning the bathroom 20 minutes later when
there was a knock on the door. Henry had a lock on the
door that was like a deadbolt, except it had a key in
it instead of a knob to turn. I hear the door open and
close then I hear talking. I don't know what they are
saying but, it sounds like they are having a good time.

I'm just finishing the bathroom and Henry yells for me
to get the vacuum cleaner out of the closet in the
bedroom and vacuum the living room. I start to go into
the bedroom and I feel real dizzy. I think I must be
more tired then I thought. I get the vacuum and walk
into the living room. I see Henry's friend "Bob" for
the first time. He is probably in his 60's and a little
shorter than Henry.

Bob stands up and Henry tells me to come over and say
hi to Bob. I walk over to Bob and put my hand out to
shack and he says, "Give Uncle Bob a hug." I am
starting to really feel dizzy now. Bob walks up to me
and starts hugging me. I can't even raise my arms. He
starts rubbing my butt and I could swear he was licking
my neck. I pretty much go limp. Bob says," Henry, did
you give him OJ?" Henry laughs and says hell yes!

The next thing I know, Bob is caring me into the
kitchen. He lays me down on the kitchen table. He takes
off my apron and I can't move or speak to stop him. He
says," She" is really pretty. I'm thinking, what the
fuck is he talking about, "She?!"

Henry tells Bob to go ahead and suck her clit.

The next thing I know, Bob has my cock in his mouth. My
god, it felt good. It was the first time I ever had
anyone suck my cock. I didn't want it to end. He was
squeezing my balls as he sucked my cock. I felt like I
was gonna cum, but couldn't. Then he stops and Henry
rolls me over on my stomach and pulls my legs down to
the end of the table. My legs are now hanging over the
end of the table. And my ass is right at the edge. I
feel somebody rubbing some kind of oil on my butt.

Just then, Bob sits on the table at my head with his
legs on each side of my face. He grabs my hair and
lifts my head and starts rubbing his cock all over my
face. He starts slapping my face with his cock and
calling me a "cum slut whore." I still can't move or
say anything. Then he shoves his cock in my mouth just
as Henry shoves his cock up my ass. I'm in pain, but I
can't scream. Henry yells out, "This is the tightest
pussy I've ever had!"

Bob says, "Don't tear it up, I want some of it!"

Henry is pounding his cock in and out of my ass and Bob
is moving my head up and down on his cock so fast, I
think I'm going to pass out.

Just then, I feel something real warm in my ass. I
assume Henry has cum in my ass. He is grunting like no
tomorrow. Then he pulls his cock out of my ass and
says, "Come and get some of this pussy Bob."

Bob pulls his cock out of my mouth and slaps my face
one more time for the hell of it. Bob goes around
behind me and shoves his cock in my ass and starts
pumping. Henry walks around to the side of the table
and pulls my head to the edge. He's waving his cock in
my face and saying, "You're going to be a good little
cum slut. I'm going to keep you naked and fuck you all
day and night."

Meanwhile, Bob is cumming in my ass. Henry shoves his
cock in my mouth and growls, "Clean off Daddy's cock."

I suck and clean Henry's cock the best I could and then
Bob wants the same thing. I start sucking Bob's cock
and Henry starts spanking me. I'm sucking Bob's cock
and Henry is spanking the **** out of my ass. All of
the sudden, Bob yells, I cumming again!!! He shoots his
load in my mouth and I sucked it all down or I would
have ****** to death. Henry picks me up and carries me
into the bedroom and lays me in bed. As he is leaving
the bedroom, he says, "As soon as Bob leaves, I'll be
in to fuck you some more."