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Although the thought was as embarrassing as I could imagine, as humiliating as humanly possible, my answer was that of a good slave, "Yes, Ms. Audree, I am ready for my punishment."

The first slap hit me suddenly and my body squished even tighter to the glass window. There was a long pause, a strange silence, until Ms. Audree gave a sigh of disappointment, "What are you supposed to do when I spank your white ass?"

I suddenly remembered the slave code and reluctantly said, "Thank you Ms. Audree, may I have another?"

"Good, Annie-girl, you like being spanked don't you?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I automatically responded.

The next ten minutes I was spanked again and again and I thanked my black teen Mistress each time she whacked my ass. Tears poured down my cheeks as the *********** burned my ass and my dignity. I lost track what number she was on as the assault on my ass continued. Against my will, I felt my cunt juices dripping down my leg.

"Annie-girl," Ms. Audree purred, "This ass spanking is getting you wet, isn't it?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Why?"

I didn't know the answer. I said, tears still flowing, "I don't know."

"I know why, Annie-girl. You need discipline. You need to serve. Your mind says it is wrong, but your body says it is soooooooooo right. Am I right, Annie-girl?" she asked, as her firm black hand hit my hot white ass.

"Yes," I screamed out loud both as a declaration of truth to my black Mistress and from the stinging pain of the most recent slap, and added, "Thank you Ms. Audree, may I have another"

The slaps continued until I could no longer imagine the pain being any more extreme when I thankfully heard the words, "Fifty-three." I heard her heels walk away and I turned my head to see what she was doing, my body still cemented to the window. She had disappeared. I wondered if I was allowed to move. Finally she returned, still fully clothed, but wearing a strap-on cock. My eyes went wide as I realized what she obviously had in mind. "Ready to get fucked, Annie-girl?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I moaned, my *********** dissipating as my desperate need to cum overwhelmed me.

"You want an 18-year-old black assistant to fuck your white cunt?" she asked, attempting to humiliate me more.

But it wasn't working. Any *********** I had felt was gone as all I wanted was to feel her plastic cock in me. I begged, like the whore I clearly was becoming, or had already become, "Yes, fuck your white whore; use her cunt for your amusement." I couldn't believe the filth that was coming out of my mouth, but that is exactly what I wanted at the moment. To be fucked. Hard.

I got my wish as Ms. Audree grabbed my hips and slid her cock into my drenched cunt. Unlike the last cock that entered me, all five inches of it, this seven inch cock filled me completely. It was thick and long and, unlike my ex-husband who lasted maybe five minutes, this fucking lasted an eternity. She called me names, spanked my ass and kissed my neck and back. The clash from harsh to gentle was such a contrast, it confused my body. "Are you close, Annie-girl?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I moaned.

"You can come on the count of 10," she generously offered and began thrusting harder and deeper, as she counted down.

"9, don't cum yet, Annie-girl."

"8, who's your Mistress?"

"You are, Ms. Audree," I grunted.

"7, and what are you?"

"Your white slave, Ms. Audree," escaped my lips.

"6, and what do you want right now?"

"To come, Ms. Audree," I begged.

"5, and will you ever disobey me again, Annie-girl?"

"No, Ms. Audree, I will be a good girl," I said, in a strangely innocent good-girl tone.

"4, you like the heels, Annie-girl?"

Although I hated the heels, I answered, "Yes, Ms. Audree, I love the fuck-me heels."

"3, what's your name, Annie-girl?"

"Slut, whore, Annie-girl, cunt, dyke," I responded, degrading myself even further.

"2, beg to cum, Annie-girl."

I obeyed, begging, the fire inside me beginning to bubble, "Please Ms. Audree, can your white slut come?"

"1, come my Annie-girl whore," she ordered and shocked me as her finger penetrated my ass, just when I started coming. The ********* of my ass and the shudder of pain actually made me come harder. I knew I had became even more her slave. She finger-fucked my ass the whole time my orgasm filled me, "That's it Annie-girl, come for your black Mistress."

When my orgasm was done, she pulled her finger out of my ass and spun me around, dangling her finger in front of me, the way someone would put a carrot in front of a bunny. Then, without even thinking, my mouth opened and I obediently took her finger, that was just in my ass in my mouth. The taste was awful and my *********** was now officially complete.

Ms. Audree pulled her finger out and took off her strap-on cock. She demanded as she handed me the cock, "Clean my cock, Annie-girl."

I obeyed and cleaned my cum off the plastic cock. Audree watched until I was done, took the toy and left the room. She came downstairs a minute later with her duffle bag, "See you on Monday, Annie-girl."

I watched her leave, speechless and slightly disoriented. I closed the drapes and went back to my bedroom and collapsed on the bed, tears falling once again.

Now thinking straight, my hormones contained, I was furious. My job was at risk and my life was a mess and I knew it was really now or never. Having slept for a few hours I was refreshed and I felt like a new person. I felt a new power that was hard to explain, and, at that moment, I resolved I was going to stand up to Audree and take back my life, once and for all.

RESISTANCE IS FUTILE

As I entered the shower, my body was a buzz and my mind was reeling thinking about how all was soon going to be restored to normal. I entered my bedroom to get dressed and put on a bra and panties in defiance of the direct orders of Ms. Audree to remain naked at home and knew there was no way I was going to put those painful heels back on. The rest of the weekend flew by and I was feeling more in control, which I had somehow lost since the arrival of Ms. Audree. Unlike earlier weak resistance attempts, this time there was no weakening of my resolve. The remainder of the weekend, I continued to convince myself I hated this treatment and must stop it. I had worked way too hard to get where I was now and was not going to lose it all because of some 18-year-old power hungry bitch.

On Monday, while I dressed for work, I could feel a tiny bit of my confidence draining, but I held my resolve and dressed normally for work, normal before I had become Audree's slave. I wore a hunter green bra and matching panties, a dark green blouse and a pinstriped business suit, with slacks covering up pantyhose, with vest and jacket. I had broken many of Audree's so-called codes and I was ready for the confrontation. My plan was to arrive early so I could be at my desk in a position of power when Ms. Audree arrived. I arrived to work at 7:30 and, after grabbing a coffee, I sat my desk and turned on my computer. As it was loading, I noticed that the background on the computer had changed, and I let out a low gasp. Taking a closer look, I could see it was a picture of me kneeling between Ms. Audree's legs in my office. Tears started to form in my eyes and then a video started on the screen showing me in the same position, only this time with audio. I was mortified. All my strong determination to break Audree's spell withered away in a heartbeat. I stopped the video and quickly tried to figure out my next move. My sobbing escalated as I wondered fearfully what else Ms. Audree had recorded. While I pondered this disturbing revelation, Audree abruptly opened my office door and slowly closed and locked it, looking at me crying.

"What is the matter Annie-girl? It looks like my little Annie-girl doesn't follow directions too well, does she?" I didn't respond, overwhelmed by the scenario and my weak position. Audree continued, walking closer to me, "Did you have second thoughts? Were you considering going back on your word? It seems you thought you were going to be the one in control this morning, didn't you?"

Hanging my head in shame, I admitted, no remote hint at the steadfastness I had only a few minutes earlier, "Yes, Ms. Audree, I did have thoughts of trying to take back control of my life. I can't do this any longer."

"Do what?" she asked.

"Be treated like a slave," I explained. "I need to focus on work. I am the boss and you are my employee."

She shook her head with an expression of complete disbelief, "I thought Friday and Saturday, we had finally got past this silly little game we have been playing."

"It's just I thought," I began.

"Shut up, Annie-girl," she roared, "Didn't I make it clear. You are not to think."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Audree," I squeaked, scared like a little girl who had disobeyed her mommy.

She chuckled, "Sorry, Annie-girl. You have got on my last nerve. I almost wonder if you are worthy of my time. There are many other white sluts who would switch places with you in a heartbeat." She reached my desk and sat on the corner of it. She continued, "But I have no choice. You have clearly not yet learned and one thing about raising ******** is consistency."

My anger at the way she casually treated me like a stupid ***** exploded out of me. I stood up, "Enough Audree, this conversation is done, we are done. "

Ms. Audree exploded in laughter, and pinched my cheeks like my *********** used to do to me, "Oh how cute. A temper tantrum." Her laughter quickly died and was replaced with a condescending attitude, "I figured you may attempt to fight back one day. That is the reason for the recordings, you stupid ****."

Still confident on the outside, but wavering on the inside, I said, my voice raised, "You can do whatever you want with those, Audree, but things are going to change here and now!"

A smirk, a condescending fucking smirk, crossed her face, "Tell you what, Annie-girl, if your pussy is completely dry right now, I will quit my job right this second and you can have your life back. But I bet my job, obviously, that even as you stand here being all dignified and pretentious, you are getting wet, actually you are probably fucking soaked. Deep down you know I am now in control of your life, every fucking aspect of it. And you fucking love it. I fucking own your tiny little titties, I fucking own your shaved whore cunt, I fucking own your pale white ass and I fucking own your insipid *****-like mind." She stood up and added, her voice raised too, "I OWN YOU."

I was blushing and crying hard now, my mind again a mess of emotion. And although I didn't want to admit it, my pussy was not only wet, but leaking.

When I didn't say anything to her declaration, she demanded, "Take off your fucking slacks, Annie-girl."

I trembled, but obeyed.

"Pantyhose too? You just never fucking learn do you, Annie-girl?"

I began to respond when she slapped me across the face. I was stunned and more tears rained out of me. "I am sorry I had to slap you in the face, Annie-girl, but your insubordination made it necessary. Now understand things are going to change right now! No more of this silly nonsensical resistance." She pulled down my pantyhose and panties, "Well, it seems I was right, you are fucking dripping wet, Annie-girl. Why is that?"

I could barely get words out through the tears. I attempted to explain, "I don't know, Ms. Audree; for some reason, your treatment of me gets me wet. I try to resist it, but my body just can't."

"Now listen here you fucking dyke, today is the day you officially become mine, and you will do as you are told or you will be punished, and I don't mean on Friday, you will be punished when and where I feel you need it. Now hop that little white whore of an ass up on your desk!"

I quickly did as I was told and jumped up onto my desk.

"Now what were you told to wear this weekend when home?"

"Only the heels you had given me, Ms. Audree," I replied.

"Yes, heels given to you as a gift by your Mistress. And how did you appreciate this rare gift?"

"I didn't, Ms. Audree," I said, fearful of another slap to the face.

"What made you think you could disobey one of my orders, Annie-girl?"

"I am sorry Ms Audree; I am not sure what I was thinking."

"Remember this, Annie-girl; I do the thinking for you. Who thinks for you, Annie-girl?"

"Ms. Audree thinks for me."

"Good and who owns you?"

"Ms. Audree owns me," I confirmed.

"Now it is time for some punishment for your most recent misdeeds." She reached into my desk and pulled out a thick ruler, about an inch wide and very thick.

She took off my shoes, pulled off my pantyhose and panties and ordered, "What are you never allowed to touch without permission?"

"My pussy, Ms. Audree."

"Close, my white whore. Sluts like you don't have pussies remember, they have cunts! Isn't that right?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree, I have a cunt," I corrected.

Ms. Audree grabbed my panties from the floor, "Wow, Annie-girl, these really are soaked, you are such a lez slut." She handed them to me and suggested, "If I were you, slave, I would put these in your mouth as a gag, unless you want the whole office to hear you when I spank that cunt of yours."

I took them in my hand and put my drenched green underwear in my mouth.

"Now slide that cunt of yours to the edge of the desk and spread those whore legs of yours as wide as you can, slut," the black Goddess ordered.

I complied, my legs spread as wide as humanly possible. Ms. Audree dropped to her knees, which led to a gush of cum leaking out of me. Seductively, her pretty face between my legs, she teased, "Do you want me to lick you, Annie-girl?"

I moaned a muffled yes through my panties gag and got wetter as she leaned her head forward. Just before she was about to lick my desperate pussy, she backed away and instead gave a good old fashion spanking to my naked cunt. The harsh blow shot a huge pain to my body; thankfully my deathly scream was muffled by my gag. Ms. Audree started out slow, taking her time between each blow, each time striking in a different spot of my cunt; tears flowed down like a faucet stuck on, with each stroke getting progressively harder. Ms. Audree stopped at 20, leaving me a crumpled mess on my own desk. She stood up and sat in my chair and watched as I tried to recover from the punishment. Then, surprising me, she leaned in and licked my pussy. My emotions overwhelmed me as a jolt of pleasure shot through my entire body. She licked my pussy lips, sucked on my clit and began fingering me; instantly the burning pain disappeared as her tongue made me feel all better, like a ****** cuddling her sick *****. Watching this beautiful black teenager licking my pussy, my Mistress, was the final breaking of my ********** shell. I instantly knew this was exactly what I wanted, what I needed. It took Ms. Audree very little for her expert tongue to get me riled up and I spit out my panties gag and begged, "Please, Ms. Audree, can your slut come?"

She looked up at me, her finger still in me, "Will you ever try to break away from me, again?"

I moaned, "No, Ms. Audree, I know my place now. This is what I need."

Her finger reached my g-spot, "Come Annie-girl, come for your Mistress." The confirmation was all I needed. My body began shaking and my cum flooded out of me. Ms. Audree kept her finger on my g-spot and continued pressure on my clit while the orgasm waved through me.

After a few minutes, when I was finally able to talk, I apologized, "Ms Audree, Annie-girl is sorry for not obeying your orders; Annie-girl promises never to disobey again." I looked at the clock and asked, "Ms. Audree, can Annie-girl get dressed please?"

She smiled, rolled my chair back and ordered, "No not yet, get down on your knees and crawl over here!" I obeyed. I got off my desk, felt my knee crack and dropped to the floor. I crawled the few feet to her as Ms. Audree lifted up her skirt revealing a large wet spot of her own on her panties. "Remove these, Annie-girl, and pleasure me as you did on Friday. As you can see, you have gotten me a little excited!" Ms. Audree raised her ass up enough to allow me to remove her wet panties and slid herself to the edge of the chair, spreading her black legs wide. As I finished pulling her panties off, she suggested, "You better hurry Annie-girl, you have an appointment arriving in 30 minutes and you have to clean up, you are a fucking mess!" Laughing, she pulled my head hard against her pussy, "Get to work, my little slut! This is gonna be a full time job for you."

My face deep in Ms. Audree's pussy, I was instantly *********** by her aroma, and knew that I was disturbingly addicted to her. Her hold on me was too strong for me to ever again attempt to break free. After about ten minutes of concentrated licking, I could feel Ms. Audree getting closer and closer to an orgasm. I slipped my finger into her gaping hole and her juice exploded on my mouth and face and she pulled me even deeper into her. It became almost impossible to breathe as I continued to lick and listened to her ride the waves of her orgasm. Her sweet juices coated my lips, my face and my hair. Finally, thank God, she released my hair, and moved her pussy away from me.

Ms. Audree looked at the clock, "Annie-girl, you only have 15 minutes before your appointment arrives. You better hurry. You are a complete mess." I grabbed my clothes and went to my bathroom and saw that I was indeed a mess. I didn't have time for a shower, so I washed my cunt, trying to get rid of my sex stench, my pussy still sore from the harsh punishment. I reapplied my make-up, pulled my hair into a bun and got done just before my appointment arrived.

The meeting went extremely well and we got approval to create a campaign for them, but all I could think about was Ms. Audree's head between my legs and her pussy scent in my nostrils.

When the day ended, Ms. Audree reminded me, "I expect a completely different wardrobe tomorrow, Annie-girl."

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I responded, no thought of fighting her left in me.

"Good," she said, "Since you can't flash your cunt on the train today, you will flash your tits."

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I acknowledged.

"Excellent," she said, before asking, "Oh by the way, how have your past two flashing orders gone?"

I retold both times in as much detail as I could.

When I was done, she ordered, "If you see either of these girls, invite them up for a ***** and a cunt licking."

"OK, Ms. Audree," I agreed, praying I wouldn't bump into either of them tonight on the train.

"This order stays in effect until you see one of them again understood, Annie-girl?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I again confirmed, wondering if I could possibly be so forward to a stranger.

She walked over to me, kissed me hard, unbuttoned my slacks, unzipped them and slid a finger in me. "If you get one of them into your apartment, you have my permission to come as often as you wish that evening."

I moaned, my excitement increasing from her finger in me, "Thank you, Ms. Audree, you are very generous."

She pulled out her finger, gave a soft chuckle, "Have a good night, Annie-girl."

Once she was gone, I zipped up and buttoned my slacks. I looked at the clock and thought it was slightly earlier than when I had flashed either of these women in the past, so if I left now I probably could avoid them, if they were regular train passengers. I hurried to the station, my suit jacket in my hand, my blouse unbuttoned half way and braless. I got on the train and sat down, nervous as can be. I looked around and didn't see either of them. I let out a sigh of relief and relaxed. A couple of stops later, a redhead got on the train and a chill went up my spine as she walked closer to me. Another wave of relief hit me when I realized she was not the same girl I had flashed last week. As the train rolled on, a group of teenage girls, probably 18 or so, sat directly across from me. As the train got closer to my stop, I knew I still had not flashed anyone. I pulled all the courage I had in me and unbuttoned my last two buttons and casually let my blouse fly open, my tits now in plain view of anyone looking.

I heard giggles and then a chubby brunette said politely, "Excuse me, ma'am, but your blouse is wide open."

I looked down and feigned surprise, "Well, so it is." I gave a slightly I-am-so-embarrassed smile and began to button up my blouse. The train came to a stop and I quickly scurried off the train. I heard one of the girls say, "I think she flashed us on purpose."

A smile crossed my face, feeling sexy from the naughty flash. I shook my head, headed home, realizing I had just flashed a group of high-schoolers.

NIPPLE CLAMPED

Monday night I printed a copy of The Slave Code and followed it faithfully. My attire Tuesday and every day that followed consisted of thigh high stockings, a dress or skirt, a dark blouse to hide my nipples and five inch heels; I also had a pair of three inch heels for when I was in presentations or meetings. I was still uncoordinated in them, but I was getting better. Each day I showed up at my regular time and was given a task to complete for Ms. Audree. Each day also ended with my eating pussy, a taste I was now becoming addicted to. Sadly, the favour was not returned.

On Tuesday I got to my office and found the following note:

Annie-girl,

I have left a special gift for you in the black box. I expect you to wear this gift on your tits all day until you find someone to take it off for you.

Ms. Audree

I opened the box and was not remotely surprised to see nipple clamps. Although I hated the idea and the *********** that would surely go with it, I went to the washroom, undid my black blouse, and put the nipple clamps gently on my tits. It hurt immensely, even though I did it as gently as possible. I put my blouse back on and went to my desk.

Audree came in a little after eight, "Are they on, Annie-girl?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I confirmed.

"Good girl. Show me, Annie-girl."

The door was open, so I unbuttoned my blouse just enough to show my obedience. Ms. Audree nodded in approval and allowed me to button up my blouse. She handed me my schedule and left my office. The day flew by and it is odd how quickly one gets used to something. By the afternoon, I had become accustomed to the nipple clamps and actually had begun to get aroused. The thought that I looked so prim and proper to my clients and employees, but underneath was dressed as a whore, was strangely exciting. I couldn't explain it, but my pussy was damp and leaked just a smidge from the **********.

When my workday was over, my nipples were quite sore and I desperately needed to get the clamps off, but who could I possibly ask? I wracked my brain, but couldn't remotely come up with someone to help me with my problem. Then suddenly an idea popped into my head: Tiara. Maybe she could help. Without hesitation, I grabbed my purse and went to the bookstore. I walked in and looked around. My heart picked up a beat when I saw Tiara putting together a book display. I walked over to her, "Hi, Ms. Tiara."

This startled her, but the black beauty smiled, "Hi Annie-girl, I didn't expect to see you today."

"I need your help," I said.

Her smile got wider, "What can I do for you?"

I looked down slightly, embarrassed by the words that came out of my mouth, "Ms. Audree made me wear nipple clamps today and I must wear them until someone takes them off for me."

Her look of surprise told me she did not know about this, "Well I get off in forty-five minutes. I could meet you up in your office after I get off work, Annie-girl."

I looked at her with pleading eyes, "Can't we do it now?"

"Sorry, my boss wasn't in last time you were here, so I had access to her office. I don't regularly have such a luxury," Tiara explained.

"Oh," I said, disappointed.

"Plus, what do I get in return for doing you such a favour?"

"Um, I, what do you want?" I asked, nervously.

"Oh," she teased, "I have a few ideas. Audree said you have a pretty talented little tongue, Annie-girl."

My face went crimson red.

"Go back to your office, I will be there in an hour," she ordered.

"Ok," I replied, and walked out of the bookstore and back to my office.

When I got to my office, Ms. Audree was at my desk writing a note. She looked surprised to see me. She asked, "What are you doing here? I thought you left for the day."

"I needed to find someone to help me with the nipple clamps."

"Did you find someone?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree."

"Who?" she asked, impatiently.

"Tiara, she will be here in an hour or so."

"I see," she said, "You cheated. She wasn't supposed to be a choice."

"Sorry, Ms. Audree," I apologized.

"No, no, you found a loophole. Good for you," she said, an odd smile on her face. "I would love to watch, but I have to meet my parents for supper tonight. I will see you in the morning." She got up and took the paper she had been writing with her. She walked over, kissed me on the mouth, and added, "Obey every order Tiara gives you. Do you understand, Annie-girl?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I replied, already expecting that I was going to have to service Tiara.

"Good. Also, you may want to get here early tomorrow. Tomorrow's task may take a little getting used to," she warned, with a scheming smile on her face.

"OK, Ms. Audree," I responded. I went to my desk as she walked out of my office.

The next hour ticked by at a snail's pace as I waited for Tiara. When she arrived, she ignored any sort of pleasantries, and closed my door. She walked over to my loveseat, pulled down her skirt, her panties, her pantyhose and snapped her fingers like I was her maid. I got up from my desk, walked over and dropped to my knees between her legs. I looked up at her waiting final instructions, which came, "OK, Annie-girl, tit-for-tat, you do me a favour and I will do you a favour. Now get me off."

What would have been humiliating a few days ago was just another task for me to complete, an ends to a mean. I leaned forward, extended my tongue and began licking. I was immediately awed by the strange fact that her pussy had a distinctively different taste than Ms. Audree's. Not better, not worse, just completely different. I wondered if every pussy had a distinct taste, something I would soon learn the answer to. I followed a similar pattern I had when pleasing Ms. Audree, and licked her pussy lips until they were quite wet and when her moaning increased, I concentrated on her large clit. As her heavy breathing increased, I could tell she was close to an orgasm, I slid a finger inside her gaping hole and hooked my finger in search of her g-spot. As soon as I found it, I heard a whimper and her legs squeezed against my head as she came. I couldn't believe the tingle that went up my spine, like it did when my sports teams won, when she came. My pussy got damp from my successful pleasuring of another woman. It was a disturbing, but true, fact that getting her off, was getting me off. As she released my head from her legs, I continued to slowly lap her cum. When she had calmed down, "That was very good, Annie-girl. Audree was right. You will make a good slave for us."

'Us,' I thought to myself. Did she mean her and Audree or did she mean even more people. Another question to which I would soon learn the answer.

"Well a deal is a deal, Annie-girl, take off your shirt," she ordered.

I unbuttoned my blouse and revealed my breasts and the nipple clamps.

She smiled, "Annie-girl, you look really cute with those things on."

"Thank you, Ms. Tiara," I replied, oddly excited by the compliment.

She walked over, gently unclasped the clamps from my burning red nipples and surprised me by taking them in her mouth. The warm sensation was what I desperately needed. My body responded with slight leakage below. Five minutes later, she quit, "Did Ms. Audree, give you permission to come, Annie-girl?"

"No," I answered, disappointed.

"Too bad," she shrugged, "I would have given you an orgasm like you can't even begin to fucking imagine." She moved in and kissed me hard, her tongue exploring my mouth. Sadly, she broke the kiss and suggested, "Next time, you should get permission, my dear."

I recalled Ms. Audree saying I must obey every command Tiara ordered and pleaded, desperately hopeful, "Actually, Ms. Tiara, Ms. Audree ordered me to do whatever you told me to, so if you tell me to come, I would have to."

Ms. Tiara considered this for a while before responding, her finger slowly moving between my tiny tits. "Well that is a technicality, and although I want to devour you until you're just a puddle of goo, I am not one to break the rules." She gave me one last kiss and moved away to get dressed.

I could not believe the great rush of disappointment that washed through me when I realized I was not going to come.

I briefly contemplated disobeying Ms. Audree and getting myself off, but I resisted and reluctantly headed home. Not surprisingly, I tossed and tossed and turned and turned and tossed and tossed some more while I tried to fall asleep, my pussy called for attention.

SITTING PRETTY

I arrived at work to find a strap-on 5 inch cock, strapped on my chair and standing straight up, saluting me. I gasped in shock and reached for the note on my desk, which seemed to be the new routine.

Annie-girl,

You probably have noticed your gift today. I have scheduled today to be an office day. In other words, you will work at your desk all day when possible, as you create our presentation for the Zanteen meeting tomorrow. I expect you to sit with your new cock in your cunt at every possible moment. A remote control for the toy is in your right hand drawer. I expect the toy to be turned on at all times it is in your cunt.



Ms. Audree



P.S.-You may not come without my permission. Now sit on the cock!!!

I sighed at the task at hand, but obeyed, thankful I wore a dress that would make this task easier. I held the toy straight up and slowly lowered my slightly damp cunt onto it. When I was completely sitting, I continued to move around trying to get comfortable, as comfortable as one can in such an awkward situation. When finally content, I reached into my drawer, grabbed the remote and turned it on low. The buzz instantly had me feeling good and I knew it was going to be nearly impossible to not come. I began to work on the presentation and ignore the buzzing thrill inside me.

Ms. Audree came in a little after nine and got right to work. It was incredibly absurd as the next two hours we worked side-by-side, as colleagues, completely ignoring our odd relationship and my humiliating position.

At a little after 11, Ms. Audree announced she was meeting a friend for lunch and would be back a little after 1. She gave me a sly smile, the first recognition of my predicament, and left.

I was about to get up, go for lunch myself, and give my pussy a much needed break, when Penelope Anderson, Vice-President of Marketing came in. My face flushed as I nervously prepared for the awkward situation. She sat down and asked about the Zanteen presentation and bounced a couple of ideas at me. I couldn't believe how wet my pussy was, knowing the dirty secret I held, while Penelope only saw the business-like side of me. We conversed for over twenty minutes, before she asked if I would like to go for lunch and talk some more. I said sure and asked if she could give me a few minutes to just finish up what I was working on. She agreed and thankfully left. I quickly stood up, feeling a gush of juice escape me, as I pushed my chair into my desk and rushed to the bathroom. I used a cold cloth to wipe up my thighs and overactive pussy and allowed myself to calm down before leaving to meet her for lunch.

Lunch came and went with little fanfare and when I returned to the office, the toy was gone. Panic quickly spread through me as I wondered who would take it. I assumed, and prayed, it was Audree, but what if it wasn't? I looked for a note and found none and my anxiety instantly increased. I called Audree on her cell, but just got her voice mail. I cursed and attempted to work and act like nothing was wrong.

An hour passed before Audree strutted into the office. She had a smile on her face, which told me she had the toy and a great wave of relief spread over me. She suggested, "You know, Annie-girl, you probably shouldn't just leave your toys around like that. What if someone happened to walk in while you were gone?"

I blushed and said submissively, "I didn't know I had permission to remove it, Ms. Audree."

"Oh," she said, somewhat surprised by my response, before she added, "From now on you can keep anything that may get you caught in your drawer, if you like."

"Thank you, Ms. Audree," I gratefully said.

"Since you have been such a good girl today, I am going to let you eat my cunt after work," she said, like she was giving me a great gift.

"Thank you, Ms. Audree," I responded, my pussy's sweet tingle coming back.

"You are welcome, Annie-girl. Don't worry, you will get many opportunities to practice your lovely tongue skills."

I blushed, not out of embarrassment, but anticipation, "I look forward to pleasing you, Ms. Audree."

Just as I finished the sentence, Penelope knocked on my open door, and I immediately wondered if she had overheard anything. She asked, "Can you meet in ten with the team to go through what we talked about, Annie?"

It was odd to hear my actual name, instead of my pet name. I smiled and responded of course we could. Penelope left and I asked, nervously, "Think she heard anything?"

Audree shrugged, "Who cares? Actually, if I add a second white slut to my work harem, it will be her."

I was immediately stunned at such a flippant remark. Penelope was a very powerful woman and, unlike me, married. There was no way she would submit to a teenager. She loved her husband and was always talking about him. "Oh, Penelope would never submit," I said dismissively.

"I will take your challenge," Audree confidently declared. "Do you think Penelope would believe me if I told her you were my lesbian slut?"

I had no words to respond to such a statement. I contemplated the whole absurd conversation, sure there was no way she could seduce Penelope. Audree broke my thought, "Oh ****, we need to get to that meeting, Annie-girl."

Thankful to end this awkward conversation, I got up and went to the meeting.

The meeting lasted longer than usual and I didn't get back to my office until almost six. As I was packing up my things, Audree came in and asked, as she sat on my loveseat, "Are you ready for supper, Annie-girl?"

I walked over and locked the door, before getting on my knees between the legs of my black Goddess. She stood up, unzipped her skirt and allowed it to fall to the floor. To my surprise, she was not wearing panties. She sat back down, opened her lovely black legs and beckoned me in. I leaned in and licked her pussy and listened to Ms. Audree's dirty talk, through her soft moans.

"So Annie-girl. How long do you think it will take to have Penelope begging like a white slut to please me? One week? Two? A month? She is stronger willed than you, so she will be a bigger challenge than you were. But you can tell that she is not sexually satisfied. She dresses like a boy and has no clue how to showcase her assets. Her tits are almost as big as mine, but you would never know unless you really tried to look. Her long skirts hide her legs and she has no idea how to use make-up. I plan a complete makeover of Penelope. New clothes, new hair-do, new make-up, and a new attitude." She gave out a loud moan, as my tongue hit the right spot, "The big question is, do I make her your slut or you her slut?" My pussy tingled as I imagined being her slut. I have always been jealous of her big breasts and her confident demeanour, although I liked her greatly as a person. She was sweet, passionate and understanding and, unlike me, never let her anger show. I still couldn't imagine Penelope submitting to Ms. Audree, although three weeks ago, I couldn't imagine I would be in my office, on a Wednesday night, on my knees, eating out her cunt either. My knees a little numb, I decided it was time to get her off and slid two fingers in her. Her moaning instantly increased and she was soon ordering, "Don't stop fucking me, Annie-girl, you got your Mistress very close. Pretty soon you will be doing this to Penelope too. You'd love that I bet."

My pussy began to leak, desperate for attention, as I fingered her faster and harder, my mouth never leaving her clit. My feverish assault on her cunt eventually had her convulsing on the loveseat and her orgasm immediately followed. Realizing I was addicted to her cum, I savoured every last drop of her juices until she pushed me away.

Ms. Audree pointed to her skirt and I assisted in dressing my black Mistress. When she was dressed, she said, "Do you want to come, Annie-girl?"

"Urgently," I answered.

"Two more days and I will let you have the greatest orgasm you have ever felt. Until then, no touching your pussy. No matter how badly you want to, resist. Obey like a good slut. Because who knows what is best for you?"

"You do, Ms. Audree," I answered, greatly disappointed by her latest instruction.

"Good, you are turning into a good slut, Annie-girl, a very good slut."

She left the office and after going to the washroom to clean up, I headed home as well.

The train was again uneventful, and the night was restless again too, but this time because I kept having dreams of being between Penelope's legs. Her blue-green eyes and blonde-red hair haunted my dreams as I dreamt about eating her pussy under her desk and sucking on her large breasts. Although I didn't touch my pussy, nor did I have an orgasm, I did wake up in the morning with a not small, not large, wet spot on my sheets.

THIRD HOLE TRAINING

Another day, another note. I arrived at work at my usual early time, looking forward with great anticipation to the note I expected to find at my desk. As usual, I was not disappointed, as a note and a pair of panties sat in my desk. I was really curious as I pondered why panties would be on my desk. I grabbed the letter and read it.

Annie-girl,

I assume you are curious why I would leave panties on your desk. Especially considering you are not to wear them anymore. Well if you open your desk, I think you will begin to understand why I have left them for you.



Look now!!!

I quit reading the letter and opened my drawer. What I found was a small, black plug, that I knew from my brief earlier experimentation was a butt plug. I returned to the letter.

This is a butt plug. It is the first of three you will wear in the next week. Also, in the drawer is lubrication, I highly recommend you use it before inserting the toy in your ass. You will wear this toy in your ass from the time I arrive until the time you have eaten my cunt and I am done with you for the day. Since you have a major presentation this afternoon, I would highly recommend that you get it in your white ass soon and walk around with it as much as possible, so you can get used to it. Because you have never walked around with a plug in your heinie before, you may wear panties today (Would hate to have it fall out during your presentation).



If you need help with putting the plug in your own ass, I should be at work by quarter to eight and will be more than willing to assist my slut.



Ms. Audree

I looked at the plug. It wasn't that big, about the same size as the one I had used a while ago with an online Mistress. So I knew it would fit, although it had been a while since I had put anything in my ass, and I sure wasn't comfortable about walking around with it in my ass.

I reached for the lubricant and gave a generous coat to the plug. I lifted up my skirt and put some lube at my anal entrance as well. As I struggled and attempted to get into a position to put the toy in my ass, I heard my door handle turn. I quickly sat at my desk, as if working. Ms. Audree walked in and closed the door. My face must have shown the panic, "Struggling with today's task, Annie-girl?"

"No, Ms, Audree. I was just putting it in as instructed when you walked in and I panicked."

"Do you want my help, Annie-girl?"

"Yes, Ms. Audree, I would be very grateful."

Ms. Audree walked to my desk and I handed her the already lubed toy. She instructed, taking the toy, "Bend over, Annie-girl." I sat up and bent over my desk. I felt her soft hands lift up my skirt and her hands pull apart my ass cheeks. Although slightly humiliated, I had become so accustomed to being vulnerable and at the mercy of my black assistant that this just seemed like a natural progression. I felt the toy go between my ass cheeks and after a brief pause I felt it slowly slip into my ass. A slight burn shot through me as the toy filled my rectum. Ms. Audree gave a playful slap on my ass before pulling my skirt back down for me. "Let's get to work, Annie-girl. Today's presentation is fucking big." She tossed me the panties and suggested I put them on; I quickly pulled slid them up my legs.

The rest of the morning went by fast, and I was on my feet for most of it and desperately trying to get used to the toy in my butt. Although I never got completely used to the feeling of walking around with a toy up my butt, it became more manageable and relatively tolerable by the time of the big meeting. The meeting went off without a hitch and I figured we were only a few ****** and some schmoozing away from closing the deal. We were to meet next week for a supper meeting to go over the final details of the deal. The group decided to go out for ****** to celebrate the success and I looked at Ms. Audree, who gave me a subtle nod approving my participation.

There were eight of us who left together and ended up at the Irish Pub. I gave a little yelp when I sat down, having not properly sat down at the right angle for the plug. Ms. Audree gave a knowing smile and sat beside me. Under the table, her hand sat on my leg, just resting there, a potential tease. One ***** became two, which became three and more. Soon we were all getting pretty ***********.

When only four of us remained, including Penelope and her gay assistant Markus, Ms. Audree swerved the conversation towards sex. A tingle teased my cunt as the prediction that Penelope would succumb to Ms. Audree's charm flashed in my head. Ms. Audree, reading my mind, moved her hand under my skirt, teasing my pussy from outside of my slightly damp underwear. Ms. Audree started harmlessly, asking Penelope, "So when do you plan to have ********?"

Penelope, a few ****** in, became way more frank than her work-self, answered, "I'd have to have sex to get pregnant."

We all laughed, but Ms. Audree used it as an opening, "So you don't have sex often?"

"I honestly can't remember the last time I had a real cock in me," Penelope answered, clearly ******* than I thought. I don't think I had ever heard her swear in the few years I had known her and her first one was 'cock'.

Ms. Audree, leading her prey to the sexual slaughter, said, "Oh, so you're bi. That makes sense. I thought I noticed you checking me out."

Penelope spit ***** out of her mouth, clearly shocked by the statement. "Excuse me," she said, her words slightly slurred.

Audree shrugged her shoulders, acting like it was no big deal, "It's ok, Penelope, I am used to women checking me out. I don't know what it is about me, but women are always drooling over me." Her fingers pushed hard against my panty-covered cunt, allowing wetness to seep through the thin fabric.

Penelope replied, "I wasn't checking you out, Audree."

"Oh, really? I'm sorry. I just assumed that since you didn't get much action with the hubby, maybe you accommodated by finding a girl or two at work. I know someone at work who does the exact same thing," Audree hinted, her finger hooking inside my underwear. I gave a soft moan, even as I worried about her telling Penelope the truth or Penelope concluding the truth herself.

Audree gave an olive branch and Penelope took it hook, line and sinker. "Who would that be?" Penelope asked curiously.

Audree gave a coy smile, "I don't kiss and tell." Her finger slipped between my pussy lips. It was all I could do to not come right there.

Penelope, in her ******* state, tried to process Audree's implication that she was bi. Her face was quite flushed, a mixture of ******* and either embarrassment or arousal. Finally, she said, looking at me, maybe wondering if I was the so-called bi co-worker, "Annie knows what it is like to work long hours; we sacrifice our love lives a bit for our careers."

Ms. Audree, her finger now in my cunt, replied, "Hey, I am all up for my career, but I don't plan to give up my sex life for it. I plan to have my cake and eat it too." She paused a few seconds for dramatic effect, before correcting herself, "Well in my case, I plan to have my pie and lick it too."

This time it was Markus who spit out his *****, "Well ladies, too much lesbian innuendo for me. I am going to find me a boy toy." He finished his ***** and went on the prowl.

Penelope was clearly trying to put all this information together, "Well, I should go too." I wondered if she was like I was only a brief time ago. Her pussy probably was tingling with eagerness, while her head was fighting the temptation to submit.

Audree said, "Well that's a shame, things were just getting interesting."

Penelope looked at Audree for a few seconds before abruptly standing up, breaking the eye contact. Audree stood up too, her finger leaving my cunt, and gave Penelope a goodbye hug. Mortified, I watched as her finger, which was just in me, was now near Penelope's nose. I could tell that Penelope noticed an odd scent, but I doubt she put two and two together. Just before Penelope left, Audree whispered something in her ear. Audree watched her leave and snapped her fingers at me. I, like a good puppy, quickly went to her. She had me pay the check flash the waitress my tits before we went back to my office.

Once back in my office, she said, "So, still think Penelope won't be mine?"

I was no longer sure of anything, "I really don't know."

Audree smiled, "I could have taken her tonight, Annie-girl, but I don't want to take her *****. I want her to willingly submit to me fully cognisant of her decision. Just like you did."

"Like I did?" I questioned.

She smiled as she took off her slacks and sat on my loveseat. "You know exactly what I am saying. You submitted to me willingly."

"I did not," I adamantly disagreed.

She pointed to the floor and I got on all fours and crawled towards her. She asked, "Did I ***** you to climb onto my lap? No, Annie-girl, I didn't. You, on your own accord, submitted to me. Sure you tried to fight it morally, but deep down you wanted to submit to me. You needed to. Annie-girl, pretend all you want that you were ****** into this **********, but that is not true. Sure I seduced you, tempted you, and threatened you, but in the end you made your own choice to be my slut." By the end of this sad truth, I was at her feet. She opened her legs and ordered, "Now get me off, Annie-girl. Flirting with Penelope got me really fucking horny."

She grabbed my head and pulled me into her wetness. Unlike previous encounters, which started slowly, this was just her fucking my face. By the time she came, after only a couple of minutes, my face was soaked with her juice. Still breathing hard, she turned around so she was on her knees and her ass was in my face, "Annie-girl, spread my ass cheeks and use your tongue to give me a nice anal rimming."

The thought of such a disgusting act was revolting, but like a good slut, I obeyed. I pulled her firm ass cheeks apart and looked at her little rosebud. Although humiliated by the act I was to perform, I was too weak and too obedient to resist. I extended my tongue and licked. The taste was extremely unpleasant and slightly sweaty, I just submissively did the humiliating task, trying not to think about it. Thankfully, after only a minute or two of this degrading act, she told me to stop and put her slacks back on. She patted me on the head, "You are such a good girl, Annie-girl." She chuckled as she left, "One ***** until your next spanking."

I got off my knees and went directly to the washroom where I grabbed the mouthwash and shot it like one would a shooter. I washed my face, which was sticky with juice, and after crying once again, I called a cab, too ***** for the train, and headed home.

CAUGHT IN THE ACT

When I arrived Friday, with a bit of a hangover, I was shocked to find no note waiting for me. I was both thankful and disappointed; my emotions still a roller coaster of fucked up.

Audree arrived a bit late and handed me my schedule. Being the last Friday of the month, it was only a half-day, and my schedule was a bunch of update meetings. As lunch rolled around, Ms. Audree and I finally connected, "I ordered lunch in, Annie-girl. We'll get your weekly spanks done early today."

I just nodded. She looked at her watch, "Lunch should arrive at 12:30 or so. By then this building should be like a ghost town." She handed me a file and left my office. I worked on the file, vaguely excited about Ms. Audree's promise that I could come today. I had been consumed with the thought of an orgasm all day and most of the week and soon it would hopefully be fulfilled.

Lunch arrived on time and Ms. Audree and I ate lunch like a regular boss and employee would. We talked about clients, upcoming presentations, and hiring gossip. When lunch was done, Ms. Audree smiled, "I hope you don't mind, but I didn't order you any dessert. I brought you my own." She walked over to my desk, pulled off her skirt, and hopped up onto the desk.

I didn't need instructions. I went to my desk, pulled my chair around, and gazed at my Mistress's ripe, perfect cunt. I moved in and surprised her. Instead of going directly to her pussy, I kissed her inner thigh. I gave soft kisses to every inch of her black left thigh. I moved to her pussy, my hot breath directly on her cunt, her intoxicating smell drifting to my nose, before I moved to her right thigh. She moaned, "Annie-girl, are you teasing me?"

Looking her directly in the eye, I attempted to be seductive, "Yes, Ms, Audree, is it working?"

She moaned in reply and reached for my head guiding me into her luscious cunt. I lapped luxuriantly, savouring her taste. Accepting I loved this complete **********, I became focused on bringing the most possible pleasure I could to my young black beautiful Mistress. I licked slowly, moving my tongue up and down her wide pussy lips. As her breathing got heavier, I decided to focus on her clit, like I usually did, and as her legs began to tighten around my head, I slid my finger into her ass. A surprised moan-scream erupted out of her and she began quivering, her legs having random spasms as her orgasm hit her. Her juice sprayed onto my face and I attempted to retrieve as much of her cum as I could.

When she had recovered, she ordered me to get undressed. I took off all my clothes except my thigh highs. She ordered, "Bend over your desk, Annie-girl."

I obeyed and waited for the harsh hit of her hand on my ass. It took longer than expected, but it came none-the-less, a hard firm slap on my right cheek.

Like a good lesbian slave, I asked, "Thank you, Ms. Audree, may I have another?"

A second one followed on my left cheek, before Ms. Audree spoke, "You have been very good this week, Annie-girl. So good, there will be no extra punishment spanks. Actually I plan to reward you for being such a good girl."

I whimpered as the third and fourth slap made contact. The spanks continued as I ignored the pain, my pussy wet from the anticipation of what my reward could be. When Ms. Audree was done with my discipline, she asked, "How badly do you want to come, Annie-girl?"

"So badly, Ms. Audree," I pleaded, wanting nothing more.

"Ready to be fucked?" she asked.

"Yes, Ms. Audree," I answered.

"Even if it is in the ass?" she tested.

This surprised me, but I would do anything to cum, to please Ms. Audree, "Yes, Ms. Audree, please fuck my ass."

She walked over to her duffle bag, pulled out a strap-on, different than the one from last weekend. She also had some lube in her hand. She lubed the strap-on as she watched me watching her. When she had it properly lubricated, she reached back in the bag and grabbed a vibrator. She put the strap-on around her waist and walked back over to me. I was still bent over my desk, just waiting to be fucked like the slut I had become. She slipped the vibrator in my cunt and spread my ass cheeks, rubbing her thin cock at the crack of my ass. "Ready, Annie-girl? Ready for your Mistress to fuck the **** out of you?"

I ignored the terrible pun and begged, "Yes, Ms. Audree, please take my ass."

"Who owns your white ass?" Ms. Audree asked.

"You own my white ass," I responded, like a good slut.

I let out a gasp as she began to push forward, opening my sphincter. I held onto my desk, ignoring the pain that enveloped me as the sensations in my cunt from the toy kept me excited. Slowly the cock went deeper in my ass and although the pain didn't disappear completely, it did fade to an annoying burn. Soon the cock was buried in my ass and Ms. Audree began to slowly fuck my ass. I don't know if it was because I had not come all week, or because of the vibe in my cunt, or because I was her submissive slut, or because I actually liked taking her cock in my ass, but I was as horny as I had ever been. Way past caring about dignity or pride, I begged, "Yes, Ms. Audree, fuck your slut's white ass. Bang my ass. Make your whore come."

So enthralled by my desperate need to come, I didn't hear the key in my office door, or the opening of the door. I did hear the sound of keys hitting the floor, and when I looked up, I saw a jaw-dropped, eyes stunned, very pregnant Jane, watching the ********* of her boss. I began to speak, "Oh my God, Jane, it is not..."

But Ms. Audree cut me off, "Come now my white lesbian slut, come for your Mistress."

She began fucking my ass with authority and even though I didn't want to, the dam broke and an orgasm so intense I was complete jelly, waved through me like a ***** putting their finger in an electric socket. I closed my eyes, ignoring the fact that my good friend and assistant on maternity leave was watching me get royally ass fucked. Although the *********** was the most extreme I have ever felt, so was the orgasm that refused to subside.

Through my delirium, I heard Ms. Audree order Jane to take a seat, but I refused to open my eyes to see if she did. Ms. Audree finally pulled out of my ass and asked, "Did you like having your ass fucked?"

I opened my eyes and saw Jane looking at me stunned. I gave her a look that attempted to say 'I'm sorry', but the words she heard were, "Yes, Ms. Audree, I loved you fucking my white ass." Shame filled me, but ********** overwhelmed me.

"Why don't you introduce me to your friend?" she asked.

Would this *********** ever end? "Jane, this is your temporary replacement and my Mistress, Ms. Audree; Ms, Audree this is my good friend and long time assistant, Jane."

Ms. Audree walked over to Jane, still wearing the strap-on dildo and extended her hand. She greeted, absurdly polite and formal, "Nice, to meet you Jane."

Jane, in a dazed stupor, responded, "Um, it's nice to meet you, too."

Ms. Audree explained to Jane, "Now my slut, Annie-girl here, is petrified right now. She is worried that you will reveal her secret. Reveal that she is a lesbian slave. But you won't do that, will you?" Ms. Audree's eyes bore into the out-of-her-comfort-zone pregnant Jane.

Jane stuttered, "Of-of-of course not. I just came to get some paper work. I apparently didn't file for my maternity benefits. What Annie does in her personal life is none of my business."

Ms. Audree let go of Jane's hand, "Well, Annie-girl and I are done here, so feel free to stick around and catch up." Ms. Audree took off her fuck-toy, got dressed and finished, all friendly, "It was a pleasure to finally meet you, Jane." She gave me one last smirk and walked out of my office.

I looked up at Jane and completely broke down in tears. Jane, being the friend and assistant she always had been, went to the bathroom, grabbed my robe and brought it to me. She helped get it on me and comforted me gently. When she finally calmed me down, she asked how this had all happened.

I retold the whole sordid story without leaving out any of the humiliating details as Jane held me tight. She told me it was ok and that she was there for me. Finally when everything was out in the open, she asked me the question that I had no answer to and had been dreading since our conversation first began. She asked, "Annie, is this what you want? To be her slave?"

I looked at Jane, a million thoughts bouncing around in my head and answered...

THE END

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What Goes Around Cums Around

Despite being twice their ages, Diane Jackson was considered very sexy by most of the young men in her class at Lynton College, about ten miles North of Taunton, Somerset England; even one or two of the girls had a crush on her. She shunned the advances of most of her colleagues, especially Gerry Drake, who was fond of tall women with large breasts.

Lynton College educated post A level students in various degree subjects. Diane Jackson had taught mathematics and science there for fifteen years. Her abrasive manner made her disliked among her colleagues, though she felt she didn't need them. Her strict adherence to school rules and her insistence on making examples of students, even for petty infractions, made her public enemy number one as far as the student population was concerned. The head of the college, Doctor James Rollins had attempted to encourage some restraint, pointing out that she could be disliked.

"I'm not paid to be popular," was her response.

Dr Rollins was not a man easily put off.

"You are not paid to be unpopular either, Miss Jackson," came his swift reply.

"Dr Rollins, we have rules here. I simply enforce them."

"Miss Jackson. I am simply suggesting that petty infringements should not be so severely dealt with."

"Are you ordering me to be lenient?"

"No, Miss Jackson," came Dr Rollins' frustrated response. "All I am asking you to do is to consider the reputation of this college when disciplining. That's all."

Diane rose.

"The only danger to the college's reputation is a lack of discipline. Is that all Doctor?"

"Yes, Miss Jackson. You may go."

When she closed the door, James Rollins took up his pen, turned it upside down and began tapping his desk with it. He hadn't won that battle. He shook his head in despair.

Several weeks later Diane was on her way to another class when she noticed some male students looking at female students showering.

"What do you think you're doing?" she yelled.

All five young men ran.

"Don't worry. I know who you are and I'll report you all."

"Come on Di. They're twenty year olds. The girls left the door open deliberately. They were teasing." It was Gerry Drake.

"Miss Jackson to you. That's just the typical adolescent remark I'd expect from you."

"Well Miss Jackson, why do you think the door was left open?"

"Somebody forgot to close it, that's all."

"Diane, I know you're not stupid. So don't act like it."

"How dare you speak to me like that.?"

"Look Di, I'm trying to help you here."

"I don't need your help."

"Ok Di. Have it your own way but be prepared for the consequences of your actions."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean students have long memories. They remember the good times and the bad. They also remember what we did to them. What goes round comes round."

"Don't be ridiculous."

Two days later all five young men were suspended. It left a bad feeling towards Diane through the entire college.



Two weeks later, on a Friday, Diane Jackson walked to her car. It was only five in the evening but it was already dark. She opened the door of the car and placed her briefcase and coat in the back seat. As she closed the door, hands grabbed both her arms and another hand muffled her screams. She kicked at her unknown assailants and wrestled free only to run into two others. She struggled but something stung her ass and then she faded into complete darkness.

When she came round, Diane found herself tied to a bed. She tried to scream but could only make muffled sounds through a tape gag. What was worse was she was naked and five young men stared at her. They were the five young men she had gotten suspended. They too, were naked.

The tallest one, Jim Hughes spoke.

"Well Miss Jackson, you sure did put up a hell of a fight. I'll give you that. That wasn't a nice thing you did to us. We got a hell of an earful from our parents. But you're going to pay for it big time."

Diane screamed and kicked.

"I've always admired your tits, Miss Jackson."

Jim bent over and began to lick and suck her ample breasts, making Diane moan through her gag.

"Alright boys, get her up."

They cut her bonds and dragged her to her feet. Jim ripped her gag from her mouth and Diane winced.

"You bastards. I'll have you all jailed."

Jim pushed her to her knees and placed a knife to her throat.

"By the time we're finished with you bitch, you'll wish you'll wish you never heard of us. Now start sucking."

He ****** her hardened cock into her mouth. Two of the students took her hands and ****** her to give a hand job to both of them. A fourth student eased her ass up and drove his rod deep inside. The fifth played with her nipples and breasts. Gradually a united rhythm emerged. Diane began to ache all over. She never had so many "lovers" pound her all at once.

Diane could tell Jim was close to cumming, however he withdrew and her fifth "lover" drove his cock in and the rhythm started again.

"Mmmmm" was all she could mumble. Indeed, she got lost in ecstasy. First there was an explosion of hot cum in her ass and then in her mouth, that overflowed and dripped to the floor.

"Aaargh" screamed all the young men as they began to cum. Jim make his own cum explode onto Diane's naked, firm breasts. A female voice cried out.

"What the hell is going on here?"

There were five female students in their twenties, all of whom Diane taught. The young men feigned shock and surprise and rushed to the next room.

"So Miss "Goody two shoes", this is what you really get up to? Fucking our boyfriends over the weekend."

"No. I swear. It's not what you think."

She was cut off.

"It looks pretty clear to me, and look at this, a shaven pussy. I never would have believed it only I saw it."

Diane looked down. All her pubic hair was gone. They must have shaved it while she was out.

"Look this is all a mistake."

"You made it bitch, by fucking our boyfriends."

The speaker was Anne Cotter, Jim's girlfriend. She undid her wrap around skirt, revealing a tiny thong.

"I think she needs to be cleaned up girls."

Anne pushed Diane onto her back.

"What are you going to do?"

Anne answered by going down on Diane's face.

"Start licking my pussy, you bitch."

Diane didn't get to protest as Anne's pussy muffled her screams.

"Mmmmm."

At the same time her legs were ****** apart and her own, freshly shaved pussy was being licked and sucked, much to her pleasure. She wanted to moan but couldn't. Her breasts too were being systematically and almost lovingly sucked and licked. Although she ached, her sexual pleasure outweighed it. All the women began to moan.

"Mmmm," was all that could be heard in the room.

Anne's pussy juices began to flow as did Diane's. Anne screamed with ecstatic, Sapphic joy as she climaxed. Diane too climaxed .

"Oh my God." she repeated several times.

Anne got up. Diane's naked body was covered in cum and juice. She ached and was exhausted too.

"I'll have you all thrown into jail," she declared vehemently.

"I don't think so bitch, not when the college board sees these photos."

Anne threw a handful of photos to the ground. They showed Diane kneeling naked and apparently enjoying sucking off her students. She had been so caught up in the moment she never realized the photographs were been taken.

"This isn't what happened," stuttered Diane.

"They say the camera never lies," responded Anne with a grin.

"What do you want?"

Anne threw a pile of clothes to the ground.

"Here are your clothes. Get dressed. Get into your car, drive out of this town and don't ever come back."

A defeated and humiliated Diane Jackson got dressed and left the warehouse she had been taken to. Her car was nearby. As she was about to open the door Gerry Drake, her fellow teacher stood there.

"Oh Gerry. They raped me. All of them."

"I don't know Di. It looked to me like you were enjoying yourself."

"You bastard. You didn't try to stop them?"

"What did you tell me before, Di? You didn't need my help?"

"You were in on this too. Weren't you?"

Gerry just shrugged his shoulders.

Diane raised her hand to strike his face but Gerry grabbed it and held it.

"If I were you, I'd get in that car and drive away. I doubt if you will have a job here on Monday morning."

A humiliated and dejected Diane Jackson wept as she drove away into the darkness of the night, not knowing when or where she would end up.

Gerry Drake watched her drive away.

"Like I said Di. What goes around, comes around."

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Ms Coney

After 2 sessions at the ********* where he explained they'd split up over him looking at porn and masturbating all the time, Ms Coney opened up the detail on the 3rd visit. Dominic was encouraged to talk about the roots of it all and it became apparent he was obsessed with cunnilingus and analingus. As Ms Coney got him to open up, the young man seemed to be relieved at opening up and talked about how he thought about it all the time and watched porn on things like facesitting a lot. Despite her professional air, Ms Coney was surprised such a good looking young man had such an obsession and wondered. He was scheduled to do a 12 point programme with her which meant 12 sessions so for the next one, which would be their 4th Ms Coney wore a loose fitting skirt which came to her knees. At 48, she certainly wasn't old but had a few years on her client, who was only 29. Sure enough, when he arrived Ms Coney noticed Dominic stealing glances at her legs and made her mind up.

"So Dominic, do you sometime find yourself say looking at a woman in the street and wondering what it would be like to perform cunnilingus on her?" she asked him professionally.

"Yes Ms Coney, that often happens" Dominic admitted.

"Tell me, I feel we're making improvements here but is there a specific age that you seem to find the ideal woman at?" Ms Coney pursued.

"Um, well usually older than me for some reason, I don't know why" Dominic said, relieved he was letting go of all this.

"Mhmm. I think you need to test your reaction and self control in order to find any form of closure or indeed help you deal with this" Ms Coney said.

"Thanks Ms Coney, yeah, I mean it's ruined one serious relationship so I'm willing to try anything" Dominic replied.

Evelyn was almost squirming in her seat at what she was going to propose.

"Okay, well, lets start with something simple. Say I did this, what is going through your head? Don't feel embarrassed to say, I'm here to counsel you" Evelyn assured him.

At that, she gently hitched her skirt up a little, revealing her thighs a bit better and watching his reactiion.

"Um, oh gosh. Erm, well" Dominic hesitated, but his eyes were glued to her legs.

"Just tell me your thoughts" Evelyn said.

"Well, um, I look at you like that and um, think, oh I wonder what it would be like to go down on you" Dominic stammered.

"Mhhmm, really? You are obsessed with the act then. I think the key is to work on your resistance young man and overcome that in order for you to move on with a clear mind" Evelyn stated but left her legs on display.

"Um, okay Ms Coney, that sounds um, like a good idea" Dominic said hopefully.

"Okay, well for this next response, it will require you to pay attention and remember to tell me your thoughts" Evelyn said.

"Okay Ms Coney, lets do it" Dominic responded, but he had no idea what the ********* intended.

"Right young man. I need to judge your resolve response. So, first of all move off the chair and in front of me. No, not standing, yes just kneeling there. A little closer if you don't mind. Now then you are obviously in much closer proximity to me now and are your thoughts still the same? Are they stronger or weaker?" Evelyn pushed.

Dominic was kneeling and she had parted her legs a little so that he was staring at the tops of her thighs. Evelyn had very cleverly let the skirt hide her actual crotch. The next surprise was something she intended on revealing fairly soon.

"Um, just the same Ms Coney. Well, um, probably stronger" Dominic said, staring at the tops of her thighs.

"Stronger eh? Dominic we may have to confront the issue head on then. Are you with me?" said Ms Coney.

"Yes Ms Coney" Dominic said, but he had no idea what she meant.

"Right, well firstly you are going to have to move closer. Yes, just in front there. Hang on, I'm losing my balance, wait that's better, my legs aren't all that heavy are they? Now then, are your carnal desires just the same?" Evelyn said.

Now, he had moved forward so that his face was separated only from her crotch by the part of skirt that still covered it and Evelyn had used the excuse of balance to put her legs over his shoulders.

"The same Ms Coney" he said with a dry throat now.

"And what are your desires now?" Evelyn said, tightening her skirt so that the young man was now staring directly at her hairy crotch.

"Much stronger" he said quietly.

"Well, what I mean is, say for arguments sake you wanted to phrase your desire as a question to me. What would it be? This is for your own benefit young man" Evelyn added.

"Um, well, I guess, um, something like, can I lick you?" Dominic said.

Dominic I'm trying to work out your level of self control, you're going to have to help me on this one. I mean, if you had that strong a desire, would you simply say can I lick you? What I'm getting at is say hypothetically you were with a woman you fancied and you were in front of her and you really wanted to lick her, would you just say can I lick you? Or would you ask nicely? Or how would you do it? And remember this is if you weren't sure the woman would let you or not so you were really trying to ask her, what would you say?" Evelyn asked him.

"Um, okay, well I guess I'd say please, let me lick you?" he said nervously.

"Look, say you were bursting for the toilet and needed to use a public one and you didn't have any change, would you just say please or would you really appeal to the person's better side?" Evelyn pushed him.

"Um, sorry Ms Coney, I'll try. Okay, well, yeah I'd probably be desperate. So I'd say please I'm begging you, please let me lick you? My tongue is yours, please I'm begging you" Dominic said.

"There, that wasn't so hard was it now? Okay, you're doing well but we need to work out what the triggers are for your sordid thoughts. Maybe it's smell. Okay, scoot forward until your nose is against me" Evelyn said and inwardly smiled as he did so.

"Good, now bear with me" she said and reaching down, she helped his nose push against her slit.

"Okay, now is your desire stronger than before or less?" Evelyn asked him.

"Um, much stronger Ms Coney" Dominic said.

Evelyn was beginning to get wet now but was having fun spinning this out. Glancing up at the wall, she knew they had 45 minutes left of the hour's session. Each session was £40 and he paid at the end of it usually.

"Okay, so it could be smell. But we need to compare it to another sense. So far, we've covered sight, smell and I guess a little bit of touch. We need to see if the link is maybe even triggered by taste. So what I need you to do is pretend this is one of your lovers say and do what you usually do, then after a minute tell me if your desire is stronger, just the same or less. Can you manage that?" Evelyn said matter of factly.

"Um, oh, yes Ms Coney" Dominic said.

"Well, begin then" Evelyn said and had to bite back the gasp as his tongue pushed inside her lips like a velvet glove.

Evelyn kept her eye on her watch and after about a minute and a half, Dominic stopped.

"Ms Coney?" he asked.

"Yes young man?" she replied.

"Um, my desires are stronger I think" he stammered.

"Really? Oh, I wasn't sure what the result would be. Well, I think it's important to see if perhaps the length of time makes your sordid wants lessen. Okay, we'll continue for now. I mean continue with the touch experiment and let me have a think" Evelyn said to him, smiling as his tongue resumed it's oral toil.

"I need to note some of this down so I'll keep you out of sight and out of mind for now" Evelyn said and let her skirt cover his head, hiding in between her thighs.

Now that Dominic couldn't see her, Evelyn locked her hands behind her head, legs over his shoulders and grinned at the empty office around her. She was being licked out and the hunk thought it was all part of his therapy. Oh, it was definitely going to be part of his therapy alright! Evelyn now decided she had every intention of making this a solo project that would last a long time! At 48, she had experienced some wonderful lovers but this young man was definitely the most skilled pussy eater she had ever known. His tongue had straightened to fuck her pussy gently and she reasoned she would have to cum at least once before he left. Flipping back the skirt so she could see him, she watched him work his tongue inside her.

"Okay, well, obviously I'm not a robot Dominic and it may be that our experiment accidentally causes me to have an orgasm, you understand? So rather than pretend I've not had one, I'll let you know when I'm close okay?" Evelyn told him.

"Yes Ms Coney" Dominic replied, resuming his work.

Evelyn began to enjoy what he was doing and a couple of times directed him to different areas of her pussy with his tongue until her hands directed him to her now engorged clit. Her orgasm began and her legs tightened as she gasped and sighed.

"Okay, keep doing that, your sordid act has almost got me off. Don't stop" she gasped as she came at last.

It seemed to last a couple of minutes then she realised she was holding his head tightly to her and let go, pushing down on it a little bit.

"Clean me up now" she said and lounged in her chair as his tongue lapped all the moisture from her whole crotch.

At last, it was over and she directed him to stop.

"Okay, well I think we've made some progress as we've looked different stimuli triggers but we need to really get to the cause of them and there's a long way to go. Same time Thursday" Evelyn said as Dominic got up from the ground.

"Okay, so I'm making progress you think? Thanks Ms Coney" he said hopefully.

Taking out £40 from his wallet, he paid Ms Coney then left while she chuckled to herself. Thursday was 3 days away and she couldn't wait.

Thursday rolled round and at 7pm, Dominic arrived and noticed Evelyn was dressed this time in a shorter skirt. Unknown to him, she had hold ups on and no knickers once again. He was soon seated and Evelyn made a great show of checking notes and looking over her glasses studiously at him.

"Okay, this will be an instant response session" she said knowingly.

"Um sure Ms Coney" Dominic replied, not a clue what she was on about.

"You'll be tested shortly. I mean, for example, the next session will be about alternative response then the next one is positional response so I've got my work cut out" Evelyn said in mock resignation.

"Oh, well thanks very much Ms Coney" Dominic said amiably.

"Right, well for instant response, you have to respond how you would to certain tasks or questions and I need to ascertain your speed of response, okay?" said Evelyn.

"Yes Ms Coney" Dominic replied.

"Right, well what are your thoughts when you see this?" she asked and slid her skirt up, parting her thighs to reveal her bare crotch.

"Um, well, I um, you know, think about going down on you" Dominic said, staring.

"Okay, well that was the easy bit, I thought you would say that. So if I said, begin immediately, what will be your physical reaction? Not verbal, just reply with an action" Evelyn said.

Dominic hesitated, thinking the question through and she could see he was trying to justify this as simply a test but he reached a decision quickly and moved to kneel between her legs without speaking.

"That was fairly instant, but it wasn't completely instant, was it? You hesitated for a while. Now, we'll try this again. This time, we'll try the taste response. Your reaction?" challenged Evelyn.

The response was instant and his tongue was against her cunt immediately.

"That was better. Okay, I have my doubts on the taste test so continue with this one for the time being" she said and let her legs rest on his shoulders again while he ate her pussy.

Evelyn was still a good looking woman but time and a busy work schedule didn't leave lots of time for the gym. She attended at the weekends and usually one morning a week but was still the latter side of a UK size 14. No matter, her client wasn't here to judge how thick or how lithe her thighs were, he was there to be cured by Evelyn and she was working hard at doing that.

"It might help you if you show me your full repertoire" Evelyn said to him suddenly.

"Sorry, I'm not sure I follow Ms Coney" Dominic said.

"Well, as you're obsessed by this, you must think you are good at it. So imagine for argument's sake this is a pussy eating contest and you are giving your best performance to secure a a place in the final and try out all your special moves. Can you do that?" Evelyn challenged.

"Yes Ms Coney" he said and immediately attacked her pussy again.

"Now remember, your absolute best" she warned him and gasped as his tongue seemed to go further than a tongue ever had inside her.

Evelyn thought through things. After this session there would be another 7 sessions. After the next two and depending on how he did, she would make the last 5 very special sessions indeed. After that, well she needed to have a think about things further; they could continue private tuition for, oh as long as she could stand!

Dominic's tongue was like a magic wand, licking in all the right places, pausing to lap gently, tongue fucking her deeply and teasing up to her clitoris before dropping back again. This was the life; Evelyn may have overstepped the mark with her client but he was somehow buying into the fact this was helping him. Or maybe he just loved licking pussy that much, he would lick anyone who wanted him to. No matter, once the 12 sessions were up, they could do private house therapy and see how long he could stand that for. She was going to struggle and hold her orgasm back but reasoned maybe an early one would let her enjoy a proper session of pussylicking before the 2nd one.

"We should test your emotional responses and I'll be doing this across all our remaining sessions. To start with though, if you were doing this to a past sexual partner and they called you a name, say cuntlicker or oral slut, which would you be least enamoured by?" Evelyn suddenly asked him.

"Um, cuntlicker Ms Coney?" Dominic said.

"Okay. Well, continue, actually go up a bit now, to my clit. That's it, work it over now" she insisted.

Dominic's mouth latched onto the bud and he sucked gently, his tongue moving at the speed of a hummingbird as she began to reach orgasm.

"Keep sucking cuntlicker, don't you dare stop now" Evelyn hissed and then the orgasm hit hard and her thighs locked against him like trees in a gale.

Once it was over, he lapped gently and she directed him to try and catch any stray juices on her thighs and then to suck any moisture from her pussy hairs before resuming a gentle tongue action inside her.

"What went wrong there?" Evelyn asked him.

"I'm not sure I follow Ms Coney" Dominic said hesitantly.

"Well, I thought we were making progress but I'm afraid to say you were worse that time than the last time. Why? What I mean is I am trying to get you to the point of being so enthusiastic about this that you eventually go the other way and are not enthralled and desperate to lick pussy whenever you see one. But although you clearly aren't cured, you didn't give your all there and you did say you would" she said accusingly.

"Sorry Ms Coney, um, I thought I was really trying" Dominic apologised to her.

"I can see I have my work cut out anyway. No matter, but next session I want a real improvement. Now then, take your time and I'll let you know when to move up again" she informed him.

Not much more was said, apart from Evelyn occasionally making some detached observation but soon she felt her barriers drop again and the gorgeous young man's skills took her over the edge again. It was already just over the hour and she ushered him away, before smartening herself up a bit.

Dominic went to pay her and she took the £40 before bidding him goodbye. The next session would be on Tuesday.

ALTERNATIVE RESPONSE SESSION 6

Evelyn wore a long but loose skirt for this session, minus knickers. When Dominic pulled up a chair she glanced at him over her glasses.

"Okay young man, this session is about alternative response. Now then, in order for this to work, it will require something different. First off, kneel here for me" Evelyn said indicating in front of her.

Dominic obeyed whilst she held up her skirt.

"Closer!" she barked to him and he shuffled right between her thighs.

Once there, she covered him with her skirt.

"Now then, for a dark task we need a dark atmosphere. This time, can you locate my asscheeks? Okay, now then part them gently and bring your tongue to bear on my sphincter, yes like that. But you're going to work it inside; c'mon it's not that hard surely? There, now, withdraw slightly and then back in. Can't you go further? Okay, that's a little better. But keep going that far on every thrust, yes good. Okay, keep doing that while I record your response, obviously this is an alternative to some of our earlier sessions hence it being an alternative response session. But remember, just because it's a different therapy, the eagerness to improve must be evident. Okay, you've got the hang of it, now just keep repeating" Evelyn instructed him.

She grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it excitedly as Dominic licked her ass like he was born to it. He could lick her pussy later but right now, she was revelling in the power she felt over him and the belief this would only get better with time. After over 20 minutes of this, Evelyn felt amazing. She rolled her skirt up and watched his flushed face pressed up against her asscheeks while his wonderful tongue thrust deep into her asshole.

"Okay, up for now. We can do that again another time" Evelyn said.

Dominic moved up to her pussy, grateful for the respite his tongue felt. It was a real strain to rim Ms Coney for so long and the base of his tongue felt tender but he took to the new task with equal effort. Soon, Evelyn had her legs and hands holding him to her pussy as she came hard. So hard in fact, that she even finished the session 5 minutes early, absentmindedly telling him to leave the money on her desk and go.

POSITIONAL RESPONSE SESSION 7

When Dominic came next time he was surprised and aroused to see Evelyn wearing an unusually short skirt. It came up high on her thighs and she was standing, her bum leaning against her desk. She glanced at him and as per usual he locked the door first.

"Okay, positional response. Come here, no kneel again" Evelyn said quickly.

Dominic approached and knelt before her.

"Now then, what do you see?" Evelyn said.

"Uh, your pussy Ms Coney" Dominic said and indeed it was naked and visible between her thighs.

"And you feel the same way as always?" Evelyn checked.

"Um yes Ma'am" he said.

"Okay, well it seems it doesn't matter the position, your filthy mind still thinks the same way. Well, in that case use your tongue" she ordered him and he complied immediately.

OVERINDULGENCE RESPONSE SESSIONS 8 TO 12

Evelyn decided that the remaining office sessions would as much as she could handle.

"Dominic for the next 5 sessions I'm going to do reverse psychology. For example, sometimes when someone gives up smoking, they have one last night and smoke as many cigarettes as they can. Almost making themselves sick in fact. They then feel it's easier to give up and by proxy they break the habit. Same with this. You will be overindulged, you will eat as much pussy and ass as both of us can humanely handle and I'm sure at the end of it all, you will not have the same strong desires as you did previously. You see?" Evelyn said to him.

"Yes Ms Coney. So you think if I do it so much, I won't want to do it anymore?" Dominic checked.

"Exactly. But it's not going to be easy for us these next 5 sessions however lets make the most of the time we have. If you could begin immediately" Evelyn ordered him and his tongue was inside her in less than 20 seconds.

Evelyn reached her first orgasm hurriedly and pushed Dominic away from her sex, while she stood. Approaching her table, she stood and glanced back at his moist face.

"Analingus now. Hurry up" she urged him and smiled to herself as he immediately parted her cheeks and she felt his slutty tongue worm its way into her welcoming asshole.

Evelyn let him do this for as long as she could stand before she swept her dark hair back onto her shoulders and turned around, hooking a thigh over his shoulder as Dominic worked her pussy again.

"That's it cuntlicker, build me up nicely now" she urged him and his skillful mouth took her towards orgasm.

For the next session, she had him lie on the floor and mounted his face. Using the desk in front of her as support and cushions for her knees, she began a soft rhythm which increased in velocity until she was fucking his face, her pelvis thrusting in a staccato manner against his face and making sure his tongue never strayed from her. Once she came, Evelyn simply turned around to face his feet and sat back down again.

The next 2 sessions covered a variety of positions and Evelyn was loving his tongue; if anything she felt aggrieved it was only twice a week she got to enjoy it. The last session came round and Evelyn sat in her chair for this one, while she thought about her next move.

"Be honest cuntlicker, do you feel any less inclined to stop doing this before I reach orgasm?" she asked Dominic while he knelt, licking her pussy slowly.

"Um, well, actually no Ms Coney" he said truthfully.

"I suspected as much. Look, I have taken a personal interest in this case and I really thought you might get sick of doing this but perhaps the problem is that the frequency is only twice a week. I think what we need to do is perhaps have the same level of intensity but more regularly. Twice a week obviously isn't working but overall I think there is hope for you yet" Ms Coney said to him helpfully.

"Um, well, thanks Ms Coney. What do you suggest?" Dominic asked.

"You are staying at a friends just now yes? Well, you can move in with me, but mind this is only temporary and once you are cured, you will be free to move onwards and upwards in the world again. You can do so tomorrow, okay?" Evelyn said to him.

"Um, whatever you think is best Ms Coney" Dominic responded.

She let him lick her to orgasm before paying her for the last session and then ushered him out. Evelyn was almost shaking with excitement and couldn't wait until tomorrow.

The next day was a Friday and Evelyn had the afternoon off. Dominic moved his stuff in, which was really just clothes and a few possessions but by 6pm, he had everything over and they sat down to dinner at the table. Evelyn kept it all very perfunctionary before they moved to the lounge. She excused herself and going upstairs, Evelyn donned a loose sweater, which hung down over her hips and in some ways looked like a wool dress, albeit a short one at that. Then she went downstairs and poured a glass of wine in the kitchen and moved to the lounge. Dominic saw her come in and his eyes instantly went to her legs. She settled herself in a chair, setting the wine down on the table next to it and crooked a finger at the adonis, then pointed to the floor in front of her.

As soon as Dominic did so, she lifted her legs to his shoulders and looked at him expectantly.

"Please Ms Coney, please may I pleasure your magnificent pussy?" he asked, as he had done so for very last sessions at her office.

"You may, but take your time" she warned him and felt his tongue sink into her sopping cunt.

Taking the wine glass, she took a mouthful and swallowed, glancing out at the garden as she just relaxed and enjoyed what was going to be a slow build up to orgasm.

"Perhaps we need to also try a new tactic. I'm going to attempt to put you off mentally from what you are doing and see if that works. What I mean is, if I talk down to you, then it might put you off and cure you quicker. Shall we give it a try?" Evelyn said, hiding the mirth in her voice well.

"Yes, certainly Ms Coney" he responded from his kneeling position.

"You are nothing but a cuntlicking pervert who needs to learn some manners" Evelyn started and felt him stiffen with surprise.

"Don't stop you stupid oral tongue slut, get it in further. Is that really the best you can do, I mean how hard is it to lick pussy and you're ****** hopeless at even this" Evelyn said, mocking him further.

Continuing on that vein she berated him while he kept up what was actually first oral sex and began to have fun speaking down to him while he gave her such pleasure. Her orgasm when it hit was even more powerful and she let him clean her thighs and ass of juices then her pubic patch.

"Oh, by the way, while you are here, we have to also ensure you do not see this as something you should get rewarded for. So I'm afraid you are not to masturbate, not until you are cured at any rate or I decide otherwise" Evelyn told him.

"Um, well, if you say so Ms Coney" Dominic said.

Evelyn surprised herself by having 3 orgasms that night and pushed him away after over 2 hours of pleasure. He looked worn out and she felt tired but elated. Asking him to wake her in the morning, she had an early night and slept well; Dominic had been assigned a guest bedroom next to her own and at 7am, he entered as asked. Evelyn had pinned a note to her door saying Kiss My Ass Good Morning and sure enough, she felt Dominic's lips on her cheeks as she shook the last ***** from her eyes and rolled on to her back.

Within a few days, the routine was fairly similar. Dominic cooked her dinner and after dinner he gave her as much pleasure as she wanted. But increasingly his face took on a pained look.

"What's that expression for?" she asked him suddenly.

"Um, well it's just that, I've never gone so long without an orgasm before, well you know masturbating at least and I would do anything to be allowed just a little relief" he admitted.

"Mhhmm, okay look if it stops you going insane then perhaps we can reach agreement but on my terms. I'm assuming you would be immensely grateful for me being so kind to you" Evelyn said.

"Anything Ms Coney" he responded.

That evening Evelyn astonished him by wearing sexy underwear including suspenders over hold ups and no knickers. After a long session of cunnilingus she permitted him to undress and slip his cock into her warm pussy.

"Now, I will allow you to ease your sexual frustration by fucking me but afterwards, you clean up your own mess" she instructed him.

"Anything you say Ms Coney" he said gratefully and plunged into her hot cunt.

"My word, you're big. Ah yes, that's it, harder" Evelyn urged as he began to lengthen his stroke inside of her.

Dominic was so horny he fucked her over half an hour, cumming twice and Evelyn clung to him like a leech. He was well hung and once again she marvelled at having this gorgeous young man at her disposal. Slumping off her at last, he didn't realise Evelyn's intention until she sat on his face towards his feet and told him to clean her up. His tongue was hesitant at first and he had no desire to do this but being allowed sexual relief was vital for him and he tried to switch off from what he was doing until Evelyn was satisfied she was clean. Then it was her juices that filled his mouth as her lust rose and she watched the handsome face below her pleasure her pussy.

"I think I know what your problem is" Evelyn informed him, trying to keep her arousal under wraps.

"Oh, um what's that Ms Coney?" Dominic asked in between licks.

"Well, you are at heart a born pussyeater. I think in some ways you'd feel deprived if you weren't given the opportunity to eat pussy regularly. What I'm saying is you are not going to be cured, well not until you've eaten pussy for years and years at least. So I'm willing to help you. Do you accept my help?" Ms Coney said, trying to switch off from his oral skills.

"Um, well, I guess Ms Coney" he replied.

"Good. Well, firstly the good news is you can be yourself with me. We can talk about your addiction and obviously I can help you out by letting you eat my pussy fairly often" Evelyn started by saying, which meant every day.

"And so you don't go crazy with frustration, you can fuck me when I let you, maybe twice a week" she added.

"Okay Ms Coney. And um, well, what about um, fellatio?" asked Dominic gingerly.

"Sorry cuntlicker, I don't follow. What about it?" asked Evelyn.

"Well, um, would you know, I be permitted to that, um, maybe even occasionally?" he asked further.

"No. I mean, I don't have a sordid problem like you so there's no need for me to have treatment. You will be the one giving, I will be the one receiving. I'm not saying that won't change in future, so I guess the door isn't shut on that forever but you're going to have to get a lot better at this and really start putting me first all the time before I'd even think of changing my mind" Evelyn quickly stated.

"Anything you say Ms Coney" he responded.

"Yes and that's another thing. Say what you mean. I'm pleased you will do anything I say but I will expect that all the time. Now make me cum and then you can make me dinner" Evelyn told him and sighed as his skilled tongue brushed over her clit.

As her excitement mounted, she began to mash her pussy onto his face. It was covered with her juices now and her legs held his head possessively as her orgasm came on and she let out a yell of passion as he took her towards a zone of quivering pleasure. After a few minutes, Evelyn gingerly released her hold on his head and moved off him, lying on the bed to recover.

"Phew. Kiss my bum while I recover" she said breathlessly and felt his lips move over her ass cheeks, kissing them almost reverently.

After a few minutes, Evelyn felt a bit more alert.

"Not the cheeks, I said kiss my bum" she told him and this time he moved his mouth between her ass cheeks and sought her ass hole.

"I'm sure you didn't kiss girls at school like that. C'mon now, I said kiss. Now do it properly" she insisted, not letting up.

This time, he began to french kiss her. Dominic's tongue teased her ass hole and licked around it gently, suggestively trying to dart in before covering her anus with a big sloppy kiss. Then he repeated this. Evelyn relaxed again as his oral work did it's magic. She would have loved to have him under her desk at work but although the idea was wonderful, she wouldn't want to be caught. Then she remembered one older woman who sought her help about memory and how to practice memory techniques. It was always a boring hour of therapy and Evelyn wondered if that might be worth having her stud make the hour pass faster.

"Listen, you're going to have to use your common sense. You should know what I mean when I say kiss. I'll let it go, but I could have ended up annoyed and then who knows maybe denied you sex or something. So all I'm saying is, stay alert and listen to what I say" Evelyn chided him while he rimmed her ass deeply.

"Sorry Ms Coney, it won't happen again" he said apologising before returning to his skilled work.

"I know it won't. Now I know what a perverted oral slut you are, so I'll let you really do some proper asslicking now. Don't hold back, that's it. Don't say I'm not generous" Evelyn stated, implying she was allowing him rein to be as filthy as he liked as if she were granting him a favour.

He didn't hold back either. His tongue worried at her asshole until almost as an afterthought it welcomed him in and he thrust forwards a little. Gaining momentum, he withdrew and repeated the manouevre. Gradually, his ministrations relaxed her and Evelyn opened her thighs a little more for his oral efforts. After a while though, she was becoming frustrated at not being able to see much, lying on her front. With a thrust of her hips, she butted against his face and turned over, before plumping the pillows up on the bed. Dominic knelt on the floor and began to continue licking her ass. This was better and she could watch him at work, which was much more of a turn on. Soon though, Evelyn thought of how it could be even more enjoyable.

"Go deeper. And I'll know if you're going deeper because your nose will enter my pussy, won't it?" she challenged him.

"Yes Ms Coney" he complied and she watched, fascinated and aroused as his tongue thrust into her asshole, bringing his nose against her pussy until it slipped between her wet lips.

"Deeper" she said insistently and Dominic tried to comply, using his neck muscles to propel his face against Evelyn's crotch, driving his tongue deep into her ass and his entire nose into her pussy.

Evelyn was revelling in her state of enjoyment. Her mind, already aroused began to think up more ways to have fun with him. Perhaps she could fit him with some sort of device around his cock so that she decided when he came. She could use his tongue plenty whenever she didn't want his big cock. Giving him a harsh rebuke about not going deep enough, her enjoyment increased as he kept up his selfless efforts. Well I have a bottomless appetite for this thought Evelyn as he kept going.

Lounging back, she barked out the odd disparaging comment but was mostly content just to enjoy what her stud was doing for her. Evelyn wondered if having control of his pleasure, which purely involved fucking her and was something she enjoyed immensely anyway, might be a good idea. She could purchase one of those cock and ball rings or some sort of device and let him out whenever she wanted a good stiff cock ready to fuck her. That would definitely be every week but exactly when would be up to her. And of course Dominic would strive even harder to please her and follow her instructions; which would in turn arouse Evelyn no end being aware that he would pretty much be under her full control then. His tongue was just amazing and all the ideas were turning her on; it was time for another orgasm.

"Okay, that wasn't bad but you'll need a lot more practice. Now then, move up and you can make me cum, I think I deserve a good orgasm don't you?" Evelyn asked.

"Yes Ms Coney, whenever you wish" he solemnly declared then moved gratefully up, his tongue gaining some respite from the constant rimming by licking her much more moist pussy, which greedily welcomed his tongue inside it.

"Cuntlicker, you know what you need? A finishing line. A goal to work towards. This is all well and good and will help with your treatment but I think you are always reaching for that finishing line. What I mean is, when you feel you've achieved or conquered your obsession you will have attained the freedom to not be burdoned by having to do it all the time. But it will take a lot of patience so I am prepared to be patient with you and help you reach a level of understanding in order to free yourself of your sordid thoughts and desires" Evelyn stated to him.

"Thank you Ms Coney. I won't falter from trying to get to that point" he assured her.

"Good lad. And to reach that goal, there must be no distractions. Leave it to me, but I aim to help you focus on the end result" Evelyn assured him.

"Thank you for everything you are doing Ms Coney" he said solemnly.

'I guess it's just my nature to be generous" she said with a straight face but inside she was laughing at the ridiculousness of that.

He was the one on his knees doing all the work but he was thanking her for helping him! Evelyn was enjoying herself but with a couple of orgasms already, she might struggle to reach another. Some mental stimulation might help.

"Oh and another thing, I did say you could be yourself with me. So if you love eating pussy so much, I don't mind if you tell me how much you love it. Don't bottle it up now, get it off your chest. I'm a good listener" she said.

"Okay Ms Coney" Dominic said.

He kept up his gentle tongue work then spoke up.

"You taste so amazing Ms Coney, I love the way my tongue just gets lost inside you" he said.

Evelyn said nothing; her mind was screaming in ecstasy but her face remained impassive.

"I like the way I get to lick your amazing asshole and smell you with the whole of my nose at the same time" he went on.

Evelyn held his head steady as he tongue fucked her a little, before complimenting her again.

"I love the way you help me by letting me eat your delicious pussy every day" he kept on.

Evelyn was beginning to lose it now. Her hands gripped his head to her.

"I love it when you fuck my face" he continued, moving up to her clit.

Evelyn began to grind herself against his face.

"Oh, um, I think you should address me with more respect. Mistress Coney. Call me that from now on" she gasped.

"Yes Mistress Coney; mhhmmfff. I mmhhmmff, love licking you out so much" he managed to say while she mashed his face against her.

"And from now on, I decide when you cum. Surrender to me" Evelyn continued.

"Yes Mistress Coney, mhhmmfff" he gasped as her hands kept pressing his face into her.

"And you will beg to do this to me. Every day, you will beg to do this" Evelyn gasped, a groan escaping.

"I will Mistress Coney" he gasped in return.

"And you will do anything I say. You will shower me with compliments and you will worship my body with your slutty tongue as often as I want" Evelyn moaned loudly.

"Anything Mistress Coney" he managed to say, but his response was muffled between her thighs, which locked round his head now.

That did it; her feet drummed a rhythm on his back as his tongue curled round her clit and he sucked it, bringing on her orgasm. Her moans reached a yell and her thighs clamped his head as at last she reached the point of no return. Her orgasm seemed to last forever but all good things come to an end and she reluctantly pushed him away after he had cleaned her asscheeks, pussy and thighs of juices.

"Okay, I know you're addicted to this, but I need a rest. Perhaps you could do me a favour though with all that energy for eating pussy. My garden really needs some work done on it and I have a shed full of tools out there. You could do that in the morning as it's a Saturday and you're not at work anyway. And um, well tonight, why don't you tackle the housework? I could do with a rest from your sordid yearnings anyhow. Oh, actually, bring me up a cup of tea then you can do the kitchen before you come to bed, okay?" Evelyn told him.

"Yes Mistress Coney, thank you" he said and went downstairs.

The next morning, Evelyn opened her eyes and spied him leaving the bed. She had been so tired the night before, she hadn't heard him come to bed but assumed he would have made a good job of her kitchen!

"Um, where are you off to young man?" she quizzed him.

"Just, erm, going to make a start on the garden. Mistress" he added at the end.

"Well, at least you remembered to do that. But how could I help you if I don't allow you to start the day off as you mean to go on?" she said, parting her legs.

Dominic stopped and instead slipped down to ease himself between her thighs, his tongue beginning to caress her slit.

"Don't ever leave the bed without wishing me a good morning" she chided him.

"Yes Mistress. Sorry Mistress" he apologised before returning to the task at hand.

"Do you find me sexy?" Evelyn suddenly said.

"Um, yes Mistress! I love your incredible legs, the way your thighs hold me while I kiss you good morning" David immediately said.

Then he began to think of nice things to say, declaring them at intervals while he kept his diligent efforts on her pussy.

Evelyn was having the time of her life and before long, she was powering towards her first orgasm of the day. When she was done, she pushed him away.

"I"ll make a start on the garden Mistress Coney?" Dominic checked with her.

"What? Um, yeah, go on then" she muttered, collapsing back onto the bed and soon she dozed off for another hour.

When she woke, Evelyn showered and looked at her wardrobe. There were clothes which she never wore often but which now seemed appealing to her. Selecting a long sleeved top and a skirt normally reserved for holidays, she looked at herself in the mirror. Although good looking, the skirt was short for her age. It was a denim one, coming above her knee but it also meant easy access!! Mussing her hair up a bit, she went downstairs and found Dominic had almost finished the grass. She poured a ***** of squash for him, laid out some cereal and fruit then took some herself and sat in the lounge. Soon, he came in and devoured the fruit and cereal, drained his ***** then came through to the lounge.

"Um, you look fabulous Ms Coney" he said quickly.

"Thank you. You've eaten?" she asked.

"Yes. Thanks for that" he proffered.

"Come here then" she asked him and opened her legs.

After a few minutes they settled into it; Evelyn explained that it was important they kept a degree of opposite towards each other. She explained that he had the problem therefore, he gave her oral, not the other way around. Another thing she pointed out were the compliments. She berated him as a reminder he complimented her and so forth. Then she added that as she was superior to him, it was good that he viewed her pleasure as immensely important. Evelyn added that she only considered her pleasure and if he actually got any out of it, that was purely circumstantial. Dominic had been licking over her pussy while she told him this. Nudging his head lower with her hand, he was soon rimming her and knowing she expected his tongue to go as deep as possible, his nose was soon slurping it's way into her pussy lips too.

"Obviously, I do have a heart and well I have needs as much as any other woman so I'm being pretty decent in actually allowing you to fuck me and I realise that is something you enjoy. I guess I'm just too good to people sometimes aren't I?" she declared.

"Yes Mistress Coney" he intoned in between his efforts.

"Oh and something else; asslicking is all well and good but I rather like the idea of ass worship. That's why I expect you to go deep every time and besides if I talk down to you a little, it's my way of encouraging you to greater efforts so again, I'm actually doing something for you. Again!" she added jovially.

"Yes Mistress Coney" he repeated.

"Do you like my ass and my pussy?" Evelyn asked suddenly.

"I love them Mistress Coney" he immediately assured her.

"Good. Well, you must have an endless list of compliments about how good it is, how you love doing it, you know just compliments about doing this and of course me" she added.

"I do Mistress, I guess" he offered.

"Well, when you do this, feel free to compliment away. I can always shut you up if I need to" she added with a dark smile.

Then she relaxed as the young man complimented her again, as he had done that morning.

"I love licking your asshole and sticking my tongue all the way inside Mistress Coney" he blurted out while he did just that.

"Ah you fucking dumb asslicker. Well get it in further. Or there will be no sex tonight for you" she warned him.

Of course he was rimmng her wonderfully but keeping him on his toes and having the threat of no sexual relief for him, had his wonderful tongue trying even harder to please her. The more he went down on her, the more Evelyn resolved to keep him as long as she wanted. She had every confidence her authoritarian stance towards him could sufficiently control him and her mind never seemed to tire of thinking up things he could do to please her now. His tongue was slick with her arousal, easily thrusting into her anus then withdrawing, only to plunge as far in as possible again.

"Wait, wait. There's no rush with this; why don't you do and make me a *****. A glass of cold lemonade would be nice. Then bring it straight back here. Oh and when you come back, you can remove your clothes, they won't be needed now" she told him.

"Yes Mistress" he said and rose, heading to the kitchen. Once gone, Evelyn looked around the room then spied the drawer in the corner. She rose and went to it, finding the silken cords she kept in there. Returning, she let her skirt slide off and sat back in her chair again. When Dominic returned, he was naked as requested. Depositing the glass down at the table beside her chair, he waited for an order. She beckoned him to kneel but stopped him from resuming his oral activities for a moment. Then Evelyn took the silken cord and tied it around his balls and cock before letting the rest of the cord free and taking hold of it. The 2nd cord she looped around his wrists, which tied his hands behind his back. Now that he was in position, she parted her thighs and he shuffled forward, beginning to lick her pussy.

"You haven't finished with my ass" she said and with a yank, she tugged on the cord.

This caused the cord to tighten on his genitals and he groaned in pain, but moved lower and immediately began to tongue fuck her asshole.

"Deeper" she said with another sharp tug and he began to respond.

His whole nose vanished in her pussy with each thrust forward while his tongue did the same inside her ass.

"I think we need to clarify some things young man" Evelyn suddenly announced.

"Yes Mistress?" he asked briefly but continued with his ministrations.

"Yes we do. Look, you are either clueless or maybe just haven't figured it out yet but you call me Mistress because I am your Mistress. You pleasure me because that is the way things should be and you do exactly as I say because you should do. And whether you are ever cured or not, nothing is going to change uniess I say so. If you suddenly find tomorrow that you are over your oral fixation, do you think that means you stop doing this?" she queried.

"Um, well, I guess not Mistress?" Dominic said hesitantly.

"Dead right. You will do this as long as I decide and if I decide to have you be my oral slut for years, you will be and you will strive to do better each and every time, won't you?" she added with a yank on the cord.

"Yes Mistress" he said with a groan.

"What was that?" she asked with a firm tug on the leash.

"Yes Mistress!" he groaned louder into her asshole.

Evelyn was so turned on and being so hard on him and what she expected of him just turned her on more and more. This was the life!!

Evelyn Coney was definitely having an extended Indian summer in her life. Her lover at 29 was amazing and utterly submissive to her every whim and desire. He would wake her with his tongue every morning, send her off to ***** at night the same way and usually spent part of every day orally serving her. When he wasn't on his knees or having his face fucked by her, he was permitted to fuck her, often twice a week. At 48, Evelyn noticed she was starting to look in better shape due to her sex life and the compliments Dominic showered on her every day were enough to make the most vain supermodel blush. The fantastic thing was that the harsher she was, the better her lover responded. She surprised and delighted herself by keeping things interesting between them.

Within a couple of weeks, Evelyn had trained him to keep his groans to an absolute minimum when tugging on the silken cord she so often tied around his balls now. She had also firmly decided to throw caution to the wind and take him to work, working on her so to speak while she worked on behalf of her clients. However, she made him practice over and over to be absolutely silent, even when she tugged his balls. She felt him grimace, but he didn't utter a sound. Finally happy that he would be silent enough, she ushered him into her office and her stud crawled under her wide desk, panelled at the front so no-one would know he was under there. Evelyn wore a skirt just past knee length with sexy hold ups on and no knickers. As an afterthought, she had tied the cord around his balls again and put the other end over the knob on her desk drawer. It would pull against him whenever she opened it!

Not long after, her boring client with memory loss attended and was soon seated in front of her. Evelyn had been enjoying a soft, slow gentle pussy licking but was loath to visibly cum in front of the woman, so with a subtle press on her lover's head, she felt him go lower and the familiar tongue was soon burrowing it's way into her asshole.

"Let's start with the new technique" Evelyn said and her client and her were soon deep in conversation.

Below the table, Dominic's tongue was also deep in his Mistress's asshole. He worked slowly and diligently, occasionally pausing to withdrew and give her sphincter a sloppy kiss, flattening his tongue to lick as far back into her ass crack as possible before returning to her asshole again and thrusting as far as he could into it. He grimaced a couple of times as Evelyn theatrically pretended to get something out of her drawer, before slamming it shut again. After what seemed several hours, but in reality was only an hour, her client left and Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief.

"I think I more than deserve an orgasm. Up you go cuntlicker" she said and helped him by tugging on his ears.

"Yes Mistress. Thank you for letting me taste your beautiful ass" he said before sinking his tongue into her pussy.

After 2 more appointments, Evelyn finished for the day and Dominic finally emerged from under her desk, face hot and sticky with her vaginal and anal juices. His tongue was tender but he was used to that these days. Evelyn was so turned on, she turned bending over her desk before telling him to loosen the cord around his balls.

"Fuck me" she said and he needed no second invitation!

His cock sprung into action as he pounded his Mistress hard, slamming into her as she groaned in ecstasy. He played with her clit, stroking inside her as his cock filled her up and she groaned gutterally as she came hard. Evelyn was overdue this and told him to cum inside her. Dominic held back a little longer but finally, he shot out and felt his cock erupt inside his Mistress, until spent at last he withdrew.

Evelyn turned around and sat up on her desk.

"You are such a messy boy. I can't go home leaking all over the car now can I? You know what to do, same as last week" she told him.

Dominic hated this part and thankfully Evelyn didn't expect him to do it often but as much as he loved fucking her, he had no desire to clean her pussy of cum. He knelt though and Evelyn sighed as he began to clean her cum filled pussy. It didn't take too long and he was almost grateful to taste his Mistress's pussy again. Finally with a glance at the clock, she urged him up and they left for the day.

Evelyn repeated her office shenanigans again 3 days later and Dominic stayed absolutely silent, tongue buried in her ass or cunt for 2 hours before she left and had him fuck her at home. The following week it happened again but things did not go according to plan. Evelyn had taken a risk by letting Dominic lick her pussy in front of a client, although the client had no idea he was there or what he was doing. But the next woman was different. She was tall, around 40 with auburn hair and a stern look to her. Despite her arousal, Evelyn talked with the lady about her issues. The woman's husband had apparently been unattentive in bed and the woman was finding her bad moods affecting her work. Evelyn was straight with her.

"You need your husband to give you better oral sex. Trust me, you would be a different woman" she declared confidently.

"Um, gee thanks for being so frank. And you know, deep down I agree with you, it's my absolute favourite thing but he doesn't vary it at all and frankly, I find myself switching off from it and on some occasions don't even reach orgasm. It's driving me nuts" the poor woman said.

Then the woman's eyes narrowed as she glanced at the desk. Evelyn had opened the drawer and the slightest gasp had escaped Dominic's lips. It coincided with his tongue on his Mistress's clit and he clamped his mouth on it to stop sighing which caused Evelyn to sigh audibly.

"What's going on here? Is there someone under there?" the woman said sharply.

Evelyn looked like a rabbit caught in headlights as the woman came round so swiftly she had no time to compose and glanced down, seeing Dominic under the desk.

"What the fuck! There's a guy under there?" the woman asked.

Evelyn bade her sit down and Dominic moved up to stand sheepishly beside the desk. Evelyn explained he was so good with his mouth she couldn't even go without it at work. The woman had recovered from her surprise now and an idea formed in her head.

"Okay, I won't say anything to any authorities on one condition; can he train my husband to be amazing at it?" the woman asked.

Evelyn was surprised but thought it over; the idea was exciting and if he could show the woman's husband how to be an oral expert, then it would be no harm she thought.

"Um, well I guess he could. Perhaps if your husband joined your sessions with you here. You have 3 more sessions. It's a deal provided that after those 3 sessions he is exclusively mine again" Evelyn countered.

"Sounds like a deal to me. Now then, just one other thing; I want a test drive" the woman said, looking hungrily at Dominic.

"Okay. I'll go grab a sandwich and lock the door behind me. You have half an hour" Evelyn said, getting up and leaving the room without a backward glance.

Dominic moved to the woman and found her pussy was surprisingly well trimmed framed by lacy knickers. Her thighs were heavy though and her ass wasn't nearly as sexy as his Mistress. He surprised himself by starting to regard his Mistress as utterly amazing, despite her age and how she treated him. His thoughts were interrupted though as his tongue explored this new pussy and he slowly began to build the woman up to an earth shattering orgasm.

When Evelyn returned half an hour later, the woman reluctantly pushed Dominic away, having cum twice.

"Evelyn, if you trained him, you deserve a medal on behalf of women everywhere. If he can just show my husband half of those tricks, well I'll probably smile a lot more" gushed the woman delightedly.

"Thanks" Evelyn said, pleased at the compliment with regards to her training.

When the woman was gone, she turned and without warning slapped Dominic hard across the face.

"You fucking dumb asslicking idiot. You made a noise" she hissed angrily at him.

"Please Mistress, her hearing must have been excellent" Dominic implored, kneeling and trying to kiss his Mistress's feet in supplication.

"Well no fucking for you for a week thanks to your stupidity. Actually, maybe I'll revise that" Evelyn said ominously to him as they left her office.

When they got back, she had him lie on the bed and mounted his face, letting him lick her ass for a bit before telling him something.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass. This might be a one time offer so get me aroused with your tongue some more then we'll try" she offered.

"Yes Mistress! Thank you Mistress!" Dominic gushed excitedly.

His tongue burrowed into her asshole until she let him stand up then guided his cock to her pussy first. After fucking her for some time, she finally let him try her ass and grimaced at the sensation a little. It felt good but she was sure this wouldn't be a regular thing. However, Dominic had no idea she had thought of this as part of his punishment. They were on the bed and she tensed then began to relax as his cock slowly went in. They finally struck up a rhythm and she groaned as her lover ass fucked her. Finally he could hold back no longer.

"Sorry Mistress, I'm cumming!" he yelled and spurted his seed in her ass.

She let him finish then withdraw before letting him lie back on the bed. Then after a moment, she straddled his face towards his feet.

"I warned you before if you ever pissed me off you would do this. You know what I mean. Now do it or I'll fit you with a chastity device and throw away the key" she threatened him.

Dominic gazed horrified at her asshole before it settled over his mouth. He had no desire to taste cum but was surprised Evelyn had let him off so easily after what happened at the office. Now he realised she had planned to punish him this way.

"Get it in now" she insisted until at last she felt his tongue hesitantly enter her slick asshole.

"You love my ass don't you?" Evelyn asked him.

"Yes Mistress. It's the sexiest ass I've ever seen" he admitted truthfully.

"Well just switch off from what you're doing and think about how good it is just to lick my ass in general" she said to him helpfully.

Dominic found she was right; he couldn't get enough of worshipping her ass these days and by thinking about it, he switched from the horrible clean up task he was undertaking. His tongue probed deep, Evelyn relaxing as his cum seeped out. She squeezed her ass a little and then sat harder on his face, feeling his whole tongue inside her now. The sensation was exquisite and she knew she was good for at least another orgasm after a good rimming.

Half an hour later and Dominic's tongue was in sore need of some respite. Evelyn was turned on herself, pinching her nipples until she slid back a little and presented her pussy to him. Her lover's tongue gratefully lapped over her hungry cunt before plunging into it the way she liked. Evelyn tried to hold back but her excitement mounted and she began to mash herself into his face as her orgasm began to surface.

"Ugh dirty asslicker, lick my clitty boy. Ah, I'm going to cum, swallow my juices, lick me!!!" she yelled out and slammed hard down onto his face.

Her thighs tensed and a wave of euphoria broke over her as she came. It was some minutes before she was able to regain her composure then she gingerly moved off him.

The woman arrived for her session with Evelyn a few days later, with a man in tow. She had a quick conversation with Evelyn, explaining her husband was fully aware another man was going to lick her out and show him a few moves as it were. His wife pretty much ruled the roost at home and he didn't want to lose her so reluctantly agreed to her request. Evelyn figured it might provide some fun for her too and suggested to the woman that if she was okay with it, to let her husband lick her and she could in turn show him how to do it better. They set up and after the woman was naked from the waist down, both her husband and Dominic approached. Dominic wanted to get this over with quickly so without waiting, he moved to her thighs and slowly brought his tongue up the whole length of her slit.

"Watch what he's doing Frank. See? He starts really slowly and delicately. Now, go inside me" she asked.

Dominic's tongue wormed it's way in and he began to thrust slowly and deeply into her cunt.

"You see how deep he's going? Okay, swap over and Frank, try to do exactly as he did" the woman said.

Dominic moved back and her husband took his place. He tried to copy Dominic and then his tongue went inside when his wife told him to. Then she had them swap places again. This time, she wanted an orgasm and Dominic used all his skills to work her up slowly. When it hit, her thighs clutched him, tensing against his head as she groaned in pleasure. He lapped up her juices afterwards until she pushed him away. The whole time, her husband was a reluctant voyeur, watching right beside him to see what he was doing and see his wife's responses. She beckoned her husband in and he took Dominic's place.

Dominic turned round and found Evelyn sitting on her desk, a finger crooked at him. He knelt before her and began to tongue his Mistress's pussy slowly, while in front of them, the woman tried to get her husband to copy what Dominic had just done.

"No, keep it inside me until I want you to move up" they heard the woman said admonishingly.

After some time, the woman reached another orgasm and as her husband pulled away, she glanced down at him.

"See? Much better" she offered.

"Okay. Um, I'm due another client in soon, so that's it until next week" Evelyn said, anxious to get rid of them.

"Oh? Well, um, okay, see you next week Evelyn" the woman said, getting up to compose herself.

In 5 minutes they were gone and Evelyn looked down at Dominic.

"Get under the desk" she told him and he hurried to comply.

For the next hour, he teased his Mistress's pussy and worshipped her ass until her client left and it was time to lick her to orgasm. She let him work his magic until at last, she reached her own peak. As she pushed him away, she glanced down at her lover.

"That woman; I don't want you licking her ass, just her pussy okay?" Evelyn told him.

"Yes Mistress" he hurriedly agreed.

The following week took the same pattern; the woman had both Dominic and her husband lick her out then left. But the last visit was different; after the two women chatted, the woman seemed to nod in agreement and when Dominic went to go down on her, Evelyn came round to sit on the front of her desk.

"Go to her" the woman told her husband.

He suddenly realised what she was suggesting but shrugged and knelt in front of Evelyn. As both women were pleasured, Evelyn would occasionally tell the husband to do different things. For almost an hour, she held off until at last she came. Not long after, the woman reached her second orgasm then it was all over.

"Well, thanks for the sessions. I think Frank's learned what to do now and um, thanks I guess for that last bit of um, advice you gave him" she joked with Evelyn.

"No problems. Happy to help" Evelyn smirked back.

As soon as they were gone, she had Dominic straight under her desk again for the visit of her very boring client with memory loss. A quick tap on his head had Dominic venturing to her familiar ass and for the whole hour, she kept him down there. In the past, he had found it hard to tongue her ass for as long as that, but he had done it so much now that it had become easier. Another aspect was that the more he pleasured Evelyn, the more he had actually begun to look at her as utterly sexy. He had probably always found her attractive but as he regularly complimented Evelyn whilst giving her head, he had started to believe the things he was saying. Now, he considered her ass the sexiest ass he'd ever seen and her pussy as the tastiest pussy he'd ever eaten. Being so physically drawn to her meant he gave every effort to make all her sexual experiences as enjoyable as possible. He worked hard to make her pussy and ass feel utterly satisfied and it was this train of thought that made licking her ass for an hour easier than it might have been if they had just met.

As soon as her client was gone, she tugged his hair up a bit. Dominic immediately attacked her pussy until the feet drummed against his back and her legs gripped him tightly as she came, muffling her sighs of lust as best she could.

"You're a good cuntlicker but if that woman had any idea how skilled you are at asslicking, there would have been a lot more than 3 sessions, I'm sure of that" Evelyn said breathlessly.

"My tongue belongs to you Mistress" Dominic assured her.

"I know it does and it will for as long as I want. And I'm so good to you, I let you use my tongue on me regularly" Evelyn agreed, rising to leave.

By the end of that weekend, Evelyn felt fantastic. She had a new hairdo, new lingerie bought by her young lover and new, more suggestive clothes. Her figure had also become more svelte, a result of her fantastic sex life. Dominic had also been quite successful with a book on marketing, which seemed to resonate well with his peers, so much so in fact that he was able to quit his job within just 6 months. Evelyn suggested he could be her sort of pa, making sure her appointments ran smoothly, dealing with the admin side of her job and taking all that annoying side of the job away from her. They decided to go away for the weekend and checked into a pleasant country hotel for a couple of nights.

At the check in desk, the two receptionists realised Dominic and Evelyn were sharing a room. If they wondered what such a handsome man was doing there with an older woman, they managed to act as if it were all perfectly acceptable and Evelyn felt a little thrill of enjoyment and power knowing just how much she was in the driving seat. After checking into their room, they rested then got ready for dinner. Once Dominic was ready, he watched tv while Evelyn had a bath, then watched her at the dressing room mirror. Evelyn had put on a bra showing her cleavage off wonderfully and pulled on a pair of hold ups over her legs. Almost as an after thought she glanced back at her lover on the bed.

Dominic knew that look and crossed to his Mistress. Kneeling behind her, he kissed her asscheeks before parting them. Evelyn let her legs open ever so slightly then took her make up bag and began to don some of the contents. Dominic's tongue was trailing along her ass crack, then it slowly approached her asshole. With a valiant effort he was inside and she turned her attention to applying the lipstick. Below, Dominic concentrated on slow, steady thrusts to get his tongue in as far as possible.

"Just do this; leave my pussy until later on. It'll give you something to look forward to" Evelyn told him.

"Thank you Mistress. I can hardly wait. Your ass tastes wonderful as always. And you look absolutely gorgeous" he told his Mistress.

Evelyn didn't bother reply, enjoying this method of putting on make up. She usually had him do this when they went out, which wasn't often but this weekend would be special. It was some time later before she finally finished her make up and went to put her dress on. Dinner was wonderful and Dominic didn't hide the fact that they were clearly a couple. Some of the women looked on enviously while the men wondered what secret Evelyn had that made her so obviously sexy if she had a younger man like this so clearly into her. After dinner, they retired to their room and asked for breakfast in bed the next morning.

Evelyn was horny and lounged back on the bed while Dominic licked her to orgasm. Afterwards, he brought her gently back down before she sat on his face. Bringing her ass to his mouth, she ground her pussy down onto his nose, teasing and pleasuring herself by making the most of his face. Her orgasm when it hit was thunderous and she slipped off, telling him to fuck her now. Dominic sprung into action, sliding his cock into his Mistress with delight and pounding away at her soaked pussy as she sighed with lust at his efforts.

In the morning, Dominic awoke and began the day as every day began; by licking his Mistress to at least one orgasm and more if she so desired. They had both rested well and the door to the suite went as the maid arrived with their room breakfast. She brought the trolley in and began to wheel it over to the bed. She saw Evelyn sitting half upright in bed, a soft smile on her face as she looked appreciatingly at the breakfast tray. She couldn't see the young man but the bathroom door was open and he wasn't in there. It was strange as she had definitely heard voices before entering the suite.

"Breakfast Ma'am. May I pour you both tea?" she asked.

"Just tea for me thank you" Evelyn said.

The maid did so and put the cup on the bedside table. As she did so, she saw the covers move just a little and then it dawned on her. The young man was under the bed giving the woman oral sex no doubt! Evelyn noticed the maid's surprise and smiled as gently as she could at her.

"I'm sorry. I like to begin each day the same way and I saw no reason to change anything at a lovely weekend away here" Evelyn explained.

"Sorry for intruding" the maid said sheepishly.

"Oh no, not at all. Could you do the rest of the breakfast please" Evelyn asked her.

The maid did so and then giggled as she began to butter the toast.

"Every day?" she asked in surprise.

"Every day. I find that I am in a much better mood and it reminds him who is more important" Evelyn admitted.

"More important?" the maid asked, curious.

"Yes. I mean when it comes to erm, pleasure, then it should always be about the woman. Always. Do you have a man?" Evelyn asked conversationally, as if her lover wasn't even in the room.

"Yes. I mean, he does that but usually more when we have an argument or something then it's sort of making up you know?" the maid explained.

"Tell you what. You should try and think of a way you can convince him or make him do it to you more often. Then I'll bet most of the arguments will simply go away. And I'll let you into a little secret about men" Evelyn added with a grin.

"If they start doing this all the time, they grow to love it and you then find they do it without having to be asked or anything" Evelyn concluded.

The maid digested this then smiled.

"They like it even more if they do it more often? I think I'll have to alter some aspects of my home life" the maid said with a laugh.

She finished the toast then wisely put one plate of food out, keeping the other one under a metal lid to stay warm.

"Well I'll leave you to it. Enjoy your breakfast! I'm sure you'll be a while" the maid said jovially.

"Oh I will honey. Have a good day now" Evelyn replied and as the maid exited, she sat upright a little more.

"Mistress?" Dominic asked hesitantly.

"Just kiss my cheeks for now. And smell me, breathe in my aroma" Evelyn told him.

"Yes Mistress" Dominic said and began to softly kiss her ass cheeks and even her thighs, pausing only to put his nose against her pussy and take in her scent.

The lack of activity left Evelyn free to eat her breakfast and she found herself hungrier than she first thought. Soon, she had finished her plate and moved it to the side board while she drank some tea. Eventually she put down the cup and slumped down the bed a bit more. Taking the duvet, she looked underneath at her young lover. His chiseled face was hot under there and his hair was damp from perspiration. This only served to turn Evelyn on more and she glanced at him.

"Okay, you can build me up nicely now" she told him and settled back for the first orgasm of the day.

Her thighs, hands and pussy glued themselves to his face and head as she gasped and groaned, trying to suppress her cries of lust as she came all over his face. As she calmed down, Dominic was already moving to her ass and she idly let him have more room as his tongue began to rim her.

Having licked her ass for some time, Evelyn finally let him stop and have some breakfast. Dominic devoured his plate then they had a shower. Dominic took care washing his Mistress's body with the sponge and his mouth, until they exited and dressed. After a drive in the countryside, they headed back to the hotel for a light lunch. They finished their salads and as Dominic was about to escort Evelyn back to the car, she stopped him.

"Lets visit the room. Briefly" she added to her lover.

Dominic followed her as they went up in the lift and entered their suite. Evelyn had with her new confidence donned a summer dress. It billowed out as an a line just above her knee and she kissed Dominic once they were alone. As his mouth went to her neck, she pushed on his shoulders until he was kneeling. His head disappeared under the skirt and she gasped as he parted her knickers and began to lick her out.

"Just a quick one, you can take your time later" she reminded him.

"Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress" Dominic responded and worked his magic to bring her a quick orgasm.

Evelyn's hands were on his head and almost casually she brought one leg up over his shoulder. Dominic felt the weight of her thigh press down on him heavily but tensed a little to support Evelyn's weight and kept to his oral task. Her hands began to twist his ears as she usually did when she was getting closer and he moved up to her clitoris, knowing exactly when to do so as he did it so often. Then it hit.

"Ah, swallow my juices to cuntlicker. Don't waste them" Evelyn hissed with utter pleasure as her legs bucked and her pussy spasmed against his face.

Finally, the orgasm was subsiding a little and she lowered her leg as Dominic just licked her pussy all over gently, occasionally sucking whenever he felt her juices were running.

"Phew! Okay, let's head out for the afternoon" Evelyn said and Dominic stood again.

"You are amazing Mistress" he told her.

"I know. Now let's go" she urged.

It was a very satisfied Evelyn who made her way downstairs and the hotel maid who was finished her shift now noticed her from afar and smiled, wondering if Evelyn had just been indulging in more of the female pleasure she loved to enjoy!

They spent the day in a local village, browsing the shops, stopping for a bit of cake at one point and in the cafe, Dominic had retrieved a napkin and planted a kiss on Evelyn's knee when he did so.

"You are incorrigible. But don't worry; I'll be in the mood for a lot later on" she assured him.

"I can't wait Mistress" he responded back quietly.

When they returned later, both of them were desperate to get back to their room. Evelyn, in a rare moment of not being utterly dominant let him kiss her and let his hand wander over her pussy. She guided his finger in, then another and when she felt wet enough, she turned from him and bent over the divan.

"Fuck me" she urged him.

Dominic sprung to action, slipping into his Mistress as she butted back to impale against him. He sawed into her, his cock plunging hard into her pussy as Evelyn let out gasp after gasp. Dominic for his turn was over the moon and held back for some time. Eventually though, he felt his cum rise. Evelyn sensed it too and pushed back against him as his orgasm hit and he spurted inside her. He continued to thrust until at last, he withdrew. Evelyn stood up and turned to him. She kissed him at first then led him to the bed. Dominic lay back and before he realised her intention, Evelyn had moved up to mount his face. She let her pussy settle over his mouth then looked down at his face, making eye contact with him.

"Just so you don't forget who's in charge around here" she said excitedly.

"Yes Mistress" Dominic replied and began the unpleasant task of cleaning her pussy.

He loved her pussy in all it's entirety but was completely straight and had never enjoyed this part of their sex life. But Evelyn did and he daren't disobey her at all. Working quickly, he cleaned his cum from her pussy then began the task of worshipping it. Evelyn was red hot turned on now and began to mash her pussy onto his face.

"That was good and you got to fuck me you lucky so and so. Now lay back and let me fuck your face properly" Evelyn informed him.

Dominic held still so that her pussy could begin to slowly gyrate over his face. As her excitement mounted, so did her movements and her pussy now rose a little and slammed down onto him. Dominic kept his tongue straight out so that Evelyn could mash herself onto it and gradually her excitement mounted. Soon, she was fucking his face with all her passion until with a cry, her legs clamped tighter against him and one hand tugged on his hair hard, the other holding the headboard as she came on his face. Dominic was licking and sucking like crazy until he felt Evelyn calm down a little.

"Okay; let's have a little rest before we get made up for dinner" she told him and she lay down beside him.

After about an hour, they got up and showered again, before getting ready. As Evelyn put on her makeup Dominic repeated his efforts of the day before, rimming her while she did her face.

"You have the sexiest ass in the world Mistress" he intoned, then plunged his tongue back into it.

Evelyn managed to get her makeup on while enjoying some wonderfully depraved compliments from her young stud while he tongued her asshole. Finally ready, she dislodged him and told him to get a move on for dinner.

They had a super meal then went through to the bar for ******. A few vodka's had Evelyn feeling a little tipsy and very turned on as Dominic could feel the effects of his whisky.

"I want you to fuck my ass" Evelyn whispered to him at one point.

Dominic hid his fear well; they had only done this twice before and both times, she expected him to orally clean her up afterwards. Dominic dreaded the idea of that.

"Are you deaf?" she pressed.

"Sorry Mistress; I was just visualising doing that to you" he countered swiftly.

"Well, come on" she urged and they hit the lift then entered their room.

Dominic wasn't sure how she wanted this but Evelyn was peeling off her clothes as she walked to the bed, until she had half her underwear on, minus knickers and was on the bed, on all fours. Dominic moved and began to peel off his clothes swiftly. He then parted her ass cheeks and after a quick lick, his tongue probed inside. He kept this up while Evelyn played with her clit and soon felt ready for action. Then he slowly pressed his cock against her asshole.

The ******* helped a little as Dominic soon built up inside Evelyn.

"Cum in my ass" she urged him and he moved faster inside her.

He kept this up until at last he groaned and his cum shot out inside her. Once he stopped, Evelyn moved away and patted the bed, as Dominic got up on it. She mounted his face, facing his feet this time and slowly, deliberately, settled her ass over his mouth.

"Fuck, I can't believe how horny I am. Get all of it then get in there, nice and deep" Evelyn urged him.

"Anything you say Mistress" Dominic responded.

His reluctant tongue tasted his own offering but at last it was all gone and he turned to the more pleasant task of simply licking his Mistress's asshole. After a while though, Evelyn wanted to lie back and moved off him, lying down as Dominic slid down between her legs, resuming rimming her ass immediately. He was also able to drive his nose against her pussy this way and Evelyn in turn played with her clit. All of it had the effect of bringing on a strong orgasm while he was still licking her ass. She lay there while Dominic licked her asscheeks dry of juices then moved up at her urging. He reached her breasts and she stopped him there, sighing as he began to suck on them. This went on for some time as Evelyn rested and let him work on her breasts. After some time, she felt her arousal again and idly pressed him back down her body, until his mouth was glued to her cunt.

"I could never tire of this" Evelyn casually announced.

"I could never tire of doing it Mistress" Dominic intoned from between her thighs.

It took Evelyn longer to reach another orgasm but she did so, before curling up for a night's *****. In the morning, Dominic moved down and began by kissing Evelyn's ass cheeks. Once she was a little bit more awake, she rolled to her back and welcomed his mouth on her pussy. After ******** the night before, she felt horny and held Dominic's head to her pussy as she came hard. She pulled him up to her breasts and he sucked them while she just recovered. Soon enough, it was time for more pleasure and he kissed over her stomach, through her pubic hair until he was once more at her pussy. As an afterthought, Evelyn donned a nightie and let the covers drop to her waist. Dominic was covered just but it let her sit upright. Just in time too, as the maid entered with their breakfast trolley again. She smiled as she saw Evelyn sitting up in bed.

"Ah, tea for one Ma'am?" the maid enquired cheekily.

"Yes, just one for now dear" Evelyn responded with a smile.

"You are so lucky Ma'am" the maid suddenly blurted out.

"How so? I should say he's the one who is lucky" Evelyn countered assuredly.

"Well it's just you know, what a dream lifestyle" the maid admitted.

"Would you like one a bit like this?" Evelyn asked her on a whim.

"Sure I would!" the girl exclaimed.

Evelyn looked at her; she looked European and was probably about early 20's in age.

"Okay, well take a business card from over there" she said indicating beside her keys and phone.

The girl did so and looked at the card.

"Now then, call me and make an appointment. It's £50 an hour for this type of session and you need to explain to your man that it is to help him be a better lover" Evelyn explained.

"Down a bit" she added casually and the maid was about to respond when she realised Evelyn was talking to the young man giving her oral sex.

"I'll definitely call. And don't worry, I'll get my man to turn up" the maid said excitedly, before thanking her and leaving.

"Well asslicker, looks like another lady in need of help" Evelyn joked.

After a long session of rimming, she let Dominic bring her to orgasm again before they finished breakfast and checked out. Evelyn actually felt incredibly sexy after the weekend and Dominic seemed more devoted to her than ever. The following week, the maid called. They made an appointment for the end of the day and Evelyn buzzed them into her office. The maid, Henrietta walked in with a guy no more than her in age. He was very good looking and from the sheepish look on his face, it looked like his girlfriend had explained some stuff to him. Dominic was under Evelyn's desk and once Henrietta was seated, she explained.

"Now then dear, I need to prep your man, okay?" she asked.

"Sure" Henrietta replied.

"Okay. Now young man, I have a man of my own but your girlfriend is missing out a lot I gather. So I will allow my man to just show some moves to get the ball rolling then you take over okay?" Evelyn said abruptly to him.

"Um, yeah, sure, I guess" the young man replied.

Evelyn snapped her fingers and Dominic emerged from under the desk. As instructed, he approached Henrietta's chair and knelt. Raising her skirt, he helped her knickers off then before her boyfriend could object, he brought his mouth to bear on her pussy.

"Watch what he does" Evelyn scolded the boyfriend, who reluctantly watched this.

"Um, oh, that is amazing. His tongue goes so deep. Adam, you have to go this deep, ugh" the young woman declared.

Adam watched jealously as his girlfriend was so reluctant for it to stop, she ended up reaching orgasm before she guiltily pushed Dominic away.

"Now you try to copy" Evelyn told him and the young man knelt before his girlfriend.

He began but after a while, she told him to go deeper and would then tell him to move up a bit when she was ready. When she felt her second orgasm cumming, she looked down in amazement at her boyfriend and came hard. Evelyn crossed and whispered in the girl's ear. She nodded and smiled as Evelyn casually took hold of the young man's hair and turned around to sit down on the edge of the desk, pulling him to her crotch.

"Now then, do the same as you did for your girlfriend" she urged him.

The young man once again began to lap at another pussy. He had never went down on someone much older than him before but Evelyn was definitely someone who knew exactly what she liked and constantly corrected him on minor detail. Then she began to press on his head. As she was perched on her desk, her thighs were keeping the young man in place and he had no choice but to go lower until it was clear Evelyn was indicating he work on her ass. He seemed to resist at first, but she simply locked her legs around him and pressed harder. Finally, he accepted it and hesitantly sought out her asshole. Dominic was standing watching and Evelyn looked at him, then glanced at the girl. He understood and knelt before her again and began to lick her pussy again. Before the girl knew what his intentions were, he dropped lower to lap at her asshole and his tongue was soon inside.

"Oh my, fuck" the girl uttered in delight as she enjoyed being rimmed.

Both women enjoyed this for some time before they let the men move back to their pussies and the inevitable orgasm. When it was over, the maid looked at Evelyn with profound respect.

"Wow, that last bit was something else too" she declared.

"I know, I love it. Now then young man, your girlfriend is one hot young lady and I'll tell you something. She could get any man she wants. Do you want to hang onto her?" she quizzed him.

"Absolutely" the young man said a little fearfully.

"Well, you stop depriving her of oral sex. A girl like that needs it every other day. Trust me, look at my guy. He does it every day and he loves it. And if you did it more often, you would come to love it too. Unless you want your girl to get it from someone else who would be more than happy to keep her happy all the time, okay?" Evelyn said.

"Yes Ma'am" the young man responded sheepishly.

"Thanks so much. And I kind of feel a little sexier. I think it might be a regular occurence" the maid said with a sidelong glance at her boyfriend, as she stood up and smoothed her skirt back into place.

They left the office and Evelyn chuckled.

"Another satisfied customer. You know, if I didn't like you myself, I would rent you out. But I'm hooked on you too honey so you are safe in the knowledge you are all mine" Evelyn assured him.

"Thank you Mistress. I am yours to use as you see fit" Dominic assured her, kneeling.

"I know you are. Now then, I enjoyed that weekend away; let's book another for the end of the month. I feel so good these days; I might even wear a short skirt at our next place" Evelyn mused.

As her office door locked shut and her adoring lover on his knees put his head up her skirt, she reflected on life. It was pretty good these days. Evelyn saw no reason why the next foreseeable years wouldn't be spent like now, with her young adonis's tongue buried inside her, worshipping her as she deserved. This was the life!

vacance de cocu


Elle m a surpris et pour cause... Je suis mari? depuis 2 ans avec Angela. Je lai rencontr? après une s?paration douloureuse. Elle ma tout de suite attir?e même si cot? sexualit? un monde nous s?pare (ou nous s?parait) J ai toujours ador? le sexe depuis mes d?buts tandis que Angela est très timide et prude et ce contente à mon grand regret lors de rapport sexuel du strict minimum. Adieu les pipes et autres broutes minous. Et la sodomie, même pas j'y pense... bref au lit c'est l'ennuie mais heureusement elle est adorable avec moi.
Pour notre voyage de noces nous avons d?cid? de faire un trekking au mali pendant 15 jours, le d?part ayant lieu 1 semaine après notre mariage. Dans ma valise j'avais pr?vu un stock cons?quent de pr?servatifs car Angela pour rai***s m?dicales ne pouvait prendre la pilule, je voulais quand même profiter de notre voyage.
Notre groupe ?tait compos? de 5 couples ; nous etions les plus jeunes, moi 24 ans et ma copinne 22, avec un guide, un cuisinier et *** comis ; tous trois maliens.
Apres le premier jours de marche et comme souvent après avoir mont? le camp le groupe se s?para le long du fleuve Niger pour se laver dans l'intimit? derrière un rocher ou un baobab. Nous d?cid?mes de remonter le fleuve sur 500m pour s'isoler car Ang?la est très pudique mais sur le chemin nous avons crois? Boubakar le cuisinier en train de se laver complètement nue dans le fleuve. On le voyait juste de dos mais on pouvait deviner sa musculature et sa peau noire, il devait faire au moins 1m 90 pour 100kg de muscles. Sans faire de bruit nous essayons de le d?passer pour s'?loigner. Mais au même moment il se retourne pour rejoindre la rive et nous fait face. Habitu? à faire du foot sur Paris cela me choque pas trop de voir un homme nue même si je l avoue *** sexe me para?t ?norme au repos mais je peux observer Ang?la qui ne cesse de regarder l'engin discrètement puis leurs regards se croisent. Ang?la devient rouge mais nous continuons notre route. Nous n'avons même pas commenter cet incident avec ma femme même si j'ai pu deviner de l'envie dans le regard de Boubakar, peut être la poitrine Ang?la qui avec *** 95d a toujours attir? les regards.
Aussi bien lors du d?ner que du petit d?jeuner je trouvais Boubakar très gentil avec ma femme, je me doutais qu'il essayait de la draguer mais comme c ?tait discret je ne disais rien et en plus ?a intimidait Ang?la et ?a me plaisait.
Le lendemain après une longue journ?e de marche ; une fois arriv? au camp je vis Boubakar partir sur la gauche pour se laver sur le fleuve. Ang?la fatigu?e, je lui proposai de monter la tente seul pendant qu'elle irait se laver. Je lui demandais de laisser ses sousvetements ici car je voulais faire une lessive. Elle partit donc avec juste une serviette autours de la taille et *** d?bardeur blanc. Sans soutient gorges, on pouvait voir ses deux grandes aur?oles dessous
-Ne t'inquiète pas per***ne te verra; ils ***t tous descendu sur la droite. Prend à gauche.

Bien sure j'avais ma petite id?e en tête, je voulais juste que notre cuisinier puisse mater ma femme à *** insu rien de plus. Je trouvais ?a un peu excitant de savoir ma femme espionner nue entrain de se laver alors qu'elle est très pudique ; j esperais aussi secretement que Ang?la revoie Boubakar dans *** plus simple appareil.
Je d?cidais de suivre quand même l'?lue de mon cœur au cas ou ....Mais tout ne se d?roula pas comme je l'imaginais....
Suivant Ang?la a distance, je la vis croiser Le cuisto alors complètement nue sur le bord de la rivière et il l'a vis aussi. A mon grand regret l'eau lui arrivait jusqu'à la taille lui cachant *** sexe. Une discussion commen?a entre les deux. Je ne sais pas pourquoi mais assez rapidement il lui demanda ou j'?tais ; ma femme repondit au camp mais ils ne se doutaient pas que j'etais cach? juste derriere un arbre a 5 m d'eux ; des qu il a su que je n'etais pas la, il s'est rapproche du bord assez pour que l eau descende jusqu au genou, montrant toute sa virilit?e a ma femme. A vraie il n'en ?tait pas gên?, par contre moi voyais Ang?la toute rouge(ce n ?tait pas que le soleil), elle continuait de discuter mais je la trouvais bizarre, elle ne cessait de fixer Boubakar. Je voyais comme Ang?la aussi *** sexe d'?bène l?gèrement grandir toujours en face d'elle. Apres 10mn de discussion Ang?la voulait partir se laver mais j'entendit Boubakar lui dire de rester ici car plus haut le sol ?tait boueux et dangereux. Il lui dit qu'elle pouvait se laver ici, qu'il avait fini.
-Allez-y, je reste à cot? au cas ou mais jur? je vous tourne le dos pour ne pas vous regarder
Je trouvais un peu limite et direct mais a ma grande surprise Ang?la accepta et en effet il se retourna pendant Ang?la complètement nue entra dans l'eau 2-3 mètres derrière *** « garde du corps » ; J y croyait pas, elle si pudique qui m'empeche de rentrer sous la douche quand elle y est ; est nue a cot? d'un homme inconnu il y a deux jours encore. Certes je la sentais timide dans ses geste pour se laver au d?but puis fur a mesure ses gestes furent plus naturels, je la surpris même a mater le post?rieure de grand black qui lui aussi par de rapide coup d'œil en se retournant la matait discrètement. De la ou j'?tais je pouvais voir sa bite complètement band?e, elle devait faire facile 25cm. Aussi rapide qu'un ?clair il se rapprocha d'elle et commen?a à lui frotter le dos. Elle ne disait rien !! Certes il lui frottait juste le dos mais ils ?taient nue ; fur a mesure ses mains se rapprochaient de sa poitrine. Jetais vert, enerv?. Ma femme sous mes yeux entrain de se faire ploter. Je ne voyais le couple que de dos mais je devinais ses grandes mains noires sur ses gros seins point?s. C'est elle-même qui recula pour coller ses fesses contre Boubakar et sentir *** sexe dure. Je pensais que ?a allait s'arrêter la car ni ma femme ni Boubakar ne bougeaient plus. Et la après peut être 1 minute je vis ma femme pencher la tête en arrière pour l'embrasser à pleine bouche toujours sans se retourner. ?tait presque jolie si ce n'avait pas ?t? ma femme.
Boubakar la pris avec ses bras, la porta et se dirigea vers moi !! M avait t'il vu ? Non il fit allonger Ang?la sur le ventre juste a cot? de l'arbre ou j'?tais cach?. Ma femme ne disait rien. Je vis ce black d'au moins 40 ans s'allonger sur ma femme, sur *** dos et lentement, il pris une main de ma femme pour la poser sur *** sexe et lui dit à l'oreille
-C'est toi qui d?cide poup?e, que veut tu ? Conna?tre un vrai homme comme moi ou rester avec ta lopette de mari blanc ?
-Baise moi r?pondit t'elle et elle dirige?t le grand b?ton noir dans sa chatte.
Ma femme devant mes yeux, elle qui ne parle jamais vulgairement pendant nos rapports r?clame de se faire baiser et en plus elle me fait cocu juste devant mes yeux. 2-3 mètres devant moi derrière cet arbre, j ?tais ?nerv?, jaloux mais c'est curieux j'?tais même pas triste. Pire le bandais alors que lentement je voyais Boubakar s'enfoncer doucement dans ma femme. Apres quelque vas et vient, il r?ussi à enfoncer la totalit? de *** sexe entre ses lèvres.
Je ne rêvais pas non, elle le pris en entier en elle. Il coulissait en elle de plus en plus vite ; avec ses grandes mains noires il lui tenait ses gros seins. Elle jouissait devant mes yeux.
Je r?alise soudain que cet homme fait jouir ma femme devant moi à mon insu et sans capote alors que ?a fait plus d'un an que Ang?la m'oblige à porter des capotes a chaque fois. En plus elle ne prend pas la pilule. Etrangement sur ce point je fais confiance en ma femme qui vas sûrement demander à *** amant de jouir à l'ext?rieur.
Apres peut être 20 mn d une chevauch? virile et sans repos, je bande à mort. Cet homme est incroyable après 20 mn il n as toujours pas joui. C clair qu il est plus endurant que moi. Je n aurais tenu que 10mn a ce rythme. Je n'en peu plus et me branle alors que ma femme jouie sous les coups de boutoirs ; Boubakar s'arrete au fond de ma femme. Ils ne bougent plus ; ma femme reclame, je la vois qui bouge *** cul pour mieux sentir *** etalon. Que ce passe t'il Le cuisinier ne bouge plus ! il se penche en avant et parle à ma femme :
- Ou veux tu que je jouisse, ou veux tu ma crème ?
C'est presque un gentleman, il prend la gentillesse de demander à ma femme ou il doit ?jaculer. Dans ma tête je me dis sur *** dos. Il refait deux trois mouvements hyper violent dans la chatte de femme et repose la question :
-Ou veux tu ma semence ? Tu as d?jà fait cocu ton mari a moiti?, finis***s-en.
Boubakar reprend ses mouvements violents, rapides ; Ang?la n'en peut plus elle jouit encore et encore. Il s'arrête et repose une question, Ang?la est en transe :
-Alors r?pond moi ; lui dit il a l'oreille. Ou ? Tu veux que j'arrête ? Fais ton mari cocu jusqu'au bout. Dis le moi, r?pond si non je ne reviendrais plus te voir pendant ton trek. Assume, fais le cocu jusqu au bout ta lopette de mari. R?pond stp.
Et... ma femme r?pondit timidement :
-Tu peux jouir dans ma chatte
J y crois pas, elle veut *** sperme en elle alors qu'elle ne prend pas la pilule
-R?pète j'ai pas entendu dit Boubakar, r?pète le fort que veux tu ma petite blanchette ? Que veux tu faire à ton mari ?
En même temps il en profita pour lui mettre quelques coups de piston. J'entendis ma femme cri?e à Boubakar entre deux coups de reins
-Donne-moi ton sperme ! Je le veux ! Fais mon ch?rie cocu, remplis-moi, je suis ta salope blanche rien qu'a toi !!
Je vis Boubakar lui mettre un dernier coup et se caler juste au fond de *** ut?rus et lui remplir les muqueuses, lui rincer les ovaires avec *** sperme chaud et fertile. Alors qu'il joui en elle comme sur commande, en même temps je crache mon sperme sur l'arbre. Le monde et fou.
Sans attendre et prêter attention a ma femme Boubakar se rhabille et glisse assez fort a l'oreille de femme :
-A demain soir.

Elle m a surpris et pour cause... Je suis mari? depuis 2 ans avec Angela. Je lai rencontr? après une s?paration douloureuse. Elle ma tout de suite attir?e même si cot? sexualit? un monde nous s?pare (ou nous s?parait) J ai toujours ador? le sexe depuis mes d?buts tandis que Angela est très timide et prude et ce contente à mon grand regret lors de rapport sexuel du strict minimum. Adieu les pipes et autres broutes minous. Et la sodomie, même pas j'y pense... bref au lit c'est l'ennuie mais heureusement elle est adorable avec moi.
Pour notre voyage de noces nous avons d?cid? de faire un trekking au mali pendant 15 jours, le d?part ayant lieu 1 semaine après notre mariage. Dans ma valise j'avais pr?vu un stock cons?quent de pr?servatifs car Angela pour rai***s m?dicales ne pouvait prendre la pilule, je voulais quand même profiter de notre voyage.
Notre groupe ?tait compos? de 5 couples ; nous etions les plus jeunes, moi 24 ans et ma copinne 22, avec un guide, un cuisinier et *** comis ; tous trois maliens.
Apres le premier jours de marche et comme souvent après avoir mont? le camp le groupe se s?para le long du fleuve Niger pour se laver dans l'intimit? derrière un rocher ou un baobab. Nous d?cid?mes de remonter le fleuve sur 500m pour s'isoler car Ang?la est très pudique mais sur le chemin nous avons crois? Boubakar le cuisinier en train de se laver complètement nue dans le fleuve. On le voyait juste de dos mais on pouvait deviner sa musculature et sa peau noire, il devait faire au moins 1m 90 pour 100kg de muscles. Sans faire de bruit nous essayons de le d?passer pour s'?loigner. Mais au même moment il se retourne pour rejoindre la rive et nous fait face. Habitu? à faire du foot sur Paris cela me choque pas trop de voir un homme nue même si je l avoue *** sexe me para?t ?norme au repos mais je peux observer Ang?la qui ne cesse de regarder l'engin discrètement puis leurs regards se croisent. Ang?la devient rouge mais nous continuons notre route. Nous n'avons même pas commenter cet incident avec ma femme même si j'ai pu deviner de l'envie dans le regard de Boubakar, peut être la poitrine Ang?la qui avec *** 95d a toujours attir? les regards.
Aussi bien lors du d?ner que du petit d?jeuner je trouvais Boubakar très gentil avec ma femme, je me doutais qu'il essayait de la draguer mais comme c ?tait discret je ne disais rien et en plus ?a intimidait Ang?la et ?a me plaisait.
Le lendemain après une longue journ?e de marche ; une fois arriv? au camp je vis Boubakar partir sur la gauche pour se laver sur le fleuve. Ang?la fatigu?e, je lui proposai de monter la tente seul pendant qu'elle irait se laver. Je lui demandais de laisser ses sousvetements ici car je voulais faire une lessive. Elle partit donc avec juste une serviette autours de la taille et *** d?bardeur blanc. Sans soutient gorges, on pouvait voir ses deux grandes aur?oles dessous
-Ne t'inquiète pas per***ne te verra; ils ***t tous descendu sur la droite. Prend à gauche.

Bien sure j'avais ma petite id?e en tête, je voulais juste que notre cuisinier puisse mater ma femme à *** insu rien de plus. Je trouvais ?a un peu excitant de savoir ma femme espionner nue entrain de se laver alors qu'elle est très pudique ; j esperais aussi secretement que Ang?la revoie Boubakar dans *** plus simple appareil.
Je d?cidais de suivre quand même l'?lue de mon cœur au cas ou ....Mais tout ne se d?roula pas comme je l'imaginais....
Suivant Ang?la a distance, je la vis croiser Le cuisto alors complètement nue sur le bord de la rivière et il l'a vis aussi. A mon grand regret l'eau lui arrivait jusqu'à la taille lui cachant *** sexe. Une discussion commen?a entre les deux. Je ne sais pas pourquoi mais assez rapidement il lui demanda ou j'?tais ; ma femme repondit au camp mais ils ne se doutaient pas que j'etais cach? juste derriere un arbre a 5 m d'eux ; des qu il a su que je n'etais pas la, il s'est rapproche du bord assez pour que l eau descende jusqu au genou, montrant toute sa virilit?e a ma femme. A vraie il n'en ?tait pas gên?, par contre moi voyais Ang?la toute rouge(ce n ?tait pas que le soleil), elle continuait de discuter mais je la trouvais bizarre, elle ne cessait de fixer Boubakar. Je voyais comme Ang?la aussi *** sexe d'?bène l?gèrement grandir toujours en face d'elle. Apres 10mn de discussion Ang?la voulait partir se laver mais j'entendit Boubakar lui dire de rester ici car plus haut le sol ?tait boueux et dangereux. Il lui dit qu'elle pouvait se laver ici, qu'il avait fini.
-Allez-y, je reste à cot? au cas ou mais jur? je vous tourne le dos pour ne pas vous regarder
Je trouvais un peu limite et direct mais a ma grande surprise Ang?la accepta et en effet il se retourna pendant Ang?la complètement nue entra dans l'eau 2-3 mètres derrière *** « garde du corps » ; J y croyait pas, elle si pudique qui m'empeche de rentrer sous la douche quand elle y est ; est nue a cot? d'un homme inconnu il y a deux jours encore. Certes je la sentais timide dans ses geste pour se laver au d?but puis fur a mesure ses gestes furent plus naturels, je la surpris même a mater le post?rieure de grand black qui lui aussi par de rapide coup d'œil en se retournant la matait discrètement. De la ou j'?tais je pouvais voir sa bite complètement band?e, elle devait faire facile 25cm. Aussi rapide qu'un ?clair il se rapprocha d'elle et commen?a à lui frotter le dos. Elle ne disait rien !! Certes il lui frottait juste le dos mais ils ?taient nue ; fur a mesure ses mains se rapprochaient de sa poitrine. Jetais vert, enerv?. Ma femme sous mes yeux entrain de se faire ploter. Je ne voyais le couple que de dos mais je devinais ses grandes mains noires sur ses gros seins point?s. C'est elle-même qui recula pour coller ses fesses contre Boubakar et sentir *** sexe dure. Je pensais que ?a allait s'arrêter la car ni ma femme ni Boubakar ne bougeaient plus. Et la après peut être 1 minute je vis ma femme pencher la tête en arrière pour l'embrasser à pleine bouche toujours sans se retourner. ?tait presque jolie si ce n'avait pas ?t? ma femme.
Boubakar la pris avec ses bras, la porta et se dirigea vers moi !! M avait t'il vu ? Non il fit allonger Ang?la sur le ventre juste a cot? de l'arbre ou j'?tais cach?. Ma femme ne disait rien. Je vis ce black d'au moins 40 ans s'allonger sur ma femme, sur *** dos et lentement, il pris une main de ma femme pour la poser sur *** sexe et lui dit à l'oreille
-C'est toi qui d?cide poup?e, que veut tu ? Conna?tre un vrai homme comme moi ou rester avec ta lopette de mari blanc ?
-Baise moi r?pondit t'elle et elle dirige?t le grand b?ton noir dans sa chatte.
Ma femme devant mes yeux, elle qui ne parle jamais vulgairement pendant nos rapports r?clame de se faire baiser et en plus elle me fait cocu juste devant mes yeux. 2-3 mètres devant moi derrière cet arbre, j ?tais ?nerv?, jaloux mais c'est curieux j'?tais même pas triste. Pire le bandais alors que lentement je voyais Boubakar s'enfoncer doucement dans ma femme. Apres quelque vas et vient, il r?ussi à enfoncer la totalit? de *** sexe entre ses lèvres.
Je ne rêvais pas non, elle le pris en entier en elle. Il coulissait en elle de plus en plus vite ; avec ses grandes mains noires il lui tenait ses gros seins. Elle jouissait devant mes yeux.
Je r?alise soudain que cet homme fait jouir ma femme devant moi à mon insu et sans capote alors que ?a fait plus d'un an que Ang?la m'oblige à porter des capotes a chaque fois. En plus elle ne prend pas la pilule. Etrangement sur ce point je fais confiance en ma femme qui vas sûrement demander à *** amant de jouir à l'ext?rieur.
Apres peut être 20 mn d une chevauch? virile et sans repos, je bande à mort. Cet homme est incroyable après 20 mn il n as toujours pas joui. C clair qu il est plus endurant que moi. Je n aurais tenu que 10mn a ce rythme. Je n'en peu plus et me branle alors que ma femme jouie sous les coups de boutoirs ; Boubakar s'arrete au fond de ma femme. Ils ne bougent plus ; ma femme reclame, je la vois qui bouge *** cul pour mieux sentir *** etalon. Que ce passe t'il Le cuisinier ne bouge plus ! il se penche en avant et parle à ma femme :
- Ou veux tu que je jouisse, ou veux tu ma crème ?
C'est presque un gentleman, il prend la gentillesse de demander à ma femme ou il doit ?jaculer. Dans ma tête je me dis sur *** dos. Il refait deux trois mouvements hyper violent dans la chatte de femme et repose la question :
-Ou veux tu ma semence ? Tu as d?jà fait cocu ton mari a moiti?, finis***s-en.
Boubakar reprend ses mouvements violents, rapides ; Ang?la n'en peut plus elle jouit encore et encore. Il s'arrête et repose une question, Ang?la est en transe :
-Alors r?pond moi ; lui dit il a l'oreille. Ou ? Tu veux que j'arrête ? Fais ton mari cocu jusqu'au bout. Dis le moi, r?pond si non je ne reviendrais plus te voir pendant ton trek. Assume, fais le cocu jusqu au bout ta lopette de mari. R?pond stp.
Et... ma femme r?pondit timidement :
-Tu peux jouir dans ma chatte
J y crois pas, elle veut *** sperme en elle alors qu'elle ne prend pas la pilule
-R?pète j'ai pas entendu dit Boubakar, r?pète le fort que veux tu ma petite blanchette ? Que veux tu faire à ton mari ?
En même temps il en profita pour lui mettre quelques coups de piston. J'entendis ma femme cri?e à Boubakar entre deux coups de reins
-Donne-moi ton sperme ! Je le veux ! Fais mon ch?rie cocu, remplis-moi, je suis ta salope blanche rien qu'a toi !!
Je vis Boubakar lui mettre un dernier coup et se caler juste au fond de *** ut?rus et lui remplir les muqueuses, lui rincer les ovaires avec *** sperme chaud et fertile. Alors qu'il joui en elle comme sur commande, en même temps je crache mon sperme sur l'arbre. Le monde et fou.
Sans attendre et prêter attention a ma femme Boubakar se rhabille et glisse assez fort a l'oreille de femme :
-A demain soir.
Et il s'enfuie en courant vers le camp, je le suis juste après pour ne pas me faire remarquer et laisse ma femme allonger sur le ventre, rempli à rabbord de sperme.
De retour a ma tente je fais semblant de dormir quand je vois Ang?la revenir comme si rien n'?tait passer. Elle se changea devant moi sous la tente ; je pouvais voir des marques rouges sur *** ventre et sa poitrine ; je savais que c'?tait les racines de l'arbre :
- Dis donc ch?rie, c'est quoi ces marques rouges sur toi ?
- C'est rien je suis tomb?e en me lavant.
- J'espère que tu t'es pas fait mal ch?rie
Je l'a vis rougir en me r?pondant non.
Malgr? qu'elle se soit laver, je voyais encore du sperme couler par sa petite fente ?largie mais je ne dit rien. Je suis triste mais aussi excit? comme un fou par ce que j'ai vu. Etait ce un accident je le saurais demain soir.
Une fois notre tente install?e et avoir fini toutes nos petites corv?es, il ?tait l'heure de d?ner et Boubakar fit le tour des tentes pour nous le signaler. J'?tais curieux de voir le comportement de ma femme lorsqu'il arriverait à la notre. Lorsqu'il fut face à notre tente ; ils nous appela et Ang?la ouvri celle-ci et notre cuisto en se penchant et tout en devisageant ma femme nous dit :
-Pas trop fatigu?e madame par cette journ?e de marche ? J'espère que vous avez eu le temps de vous d?tendre cet après midi. Vous verrez demain soir je connais un endroit tranquille pour vous ressourcer. C'est quoi votre nom au faite ?
Ma femme r?pond :
-Moi c'est Ang?la et mon mari Greg
Le repas est prêt nous r?pondit t-il.
Tout le long du repas je le vis d?visager ma femme sans aucune gêne vis avis de moi et lors du dessert, tout le monde pris de la crème chocolat et alors que ma cherie avait fini *** assiette il me dit :
-Monsieur reveut de la crème, pas la peine de demander à votre femme, elle m'a dit qu'elle adorait la crème.
Ce salop faisait jouait directement et devant tout le monde, sur les mots, je voyais Ang?la rougir l?gèrement. Apres ce d?ner nous sommes partis nous coucher mais ma femme ne laissait rien deviner d'?trange dans *** comportement comme si rien ?tait pass? à part que ce soir la, elle ne voulu pas me faire l'amour.
Le lendemain la journ?e de marche fut tranquille ; nous sommes arriv?es assez t?t au camp. Aussit?t Boubakar vint discuter avec nous et après 5 minutes nous dit :
-Profit? du soleil, allez vous d?tendre, plus loin il y a un gros rocher juste a cote du fleuve pour faire bronzette, a moins que monsieur soit gentleman et pr?fère monter la tente pendant que madame vas se laver.
Je r?pondit a ma femme qu'elle pouvait y aller, j'installerais la tente seule et je rajoutais à destination de notre cuistot qu'il pouvait nous tutoyer. Du coin de l'œil je vis ma cherie fouiller dans mes affaires et prendre discrètement une capote. Je rêvais hier n'?tait pas un accident, elle voulait recommencer ! Je les laissai partir devant et les suivais à distance pendant 10mn, rien ne laissait imaginer la suite dans leur comportement. Je les vis dispara?tre derrière le rocher et me d?pêcha de trouver une place discrète et le plus proche possible. Ce fut facile le rocher tout en longueur et en forme pyramidale fut facile a escalader et je me retrouvais juste au-dessus d'eux, 3metres peut être 4 en retrait, du haut de mon pied d'estale, j'avais l'impression d'être dans une tribune juste 5 mètres au-dessus de la future pièce de th??tre. Boubakar proposa un massage a ma femme qui accepta. Elle se d?vêtit complètement oubliant sa timidit? et s'allonge?t sur le ventre. Je l'entendis dire qu'elle ne voulait pas plus que le massage, qu'hier ?tait un accident ; j'etais a moiti? rassur?. Boubakar sortir une bouteille de crème, Il en versa une quantit? importante sur le dos de ma femme et commen?a à la masser d?licatement. Ce devait être hyper gras car *** corps ?tait luisant de graisse( je sus plus tard que c'?tait de l'huile de palm) Ang?la ne disait rien pendant que Boubakar la massait. C'?tait joli et après 5mn ces mains commencèrent à lui masser les fesses tout en les ?cartant. *** cul brillait à mort.
-ferme les yeux stp lui dit il pendant qu'il se d?shabilla ; il bandait d?jà le salop. Puis d?licatement il commen?a à caresser tout le dos de ma femme avec sa tige. Ang?la se tortillait et g?mis comme a contre cœur :
-Non s'il te plait, arrête.
Mais il ne s'arrêta point et lui caressait maintenant l'entre jambe. J'imaginais *** sexe frotter contre *** clito. Ang?la d'un mouvement brusque s'accroupit pour se rapprocher de *** sac et en sorti la fameuse capote.
-Mets la stp, je prends pas la pilule.
-Non les capotes, c'est pour Greg. Tu te souviens, c'est ton mari. Avec moi c'est sans cette saloperie ou on arrete la !
-Ok on arrete alors ; dit-elle en s'allongeant sur le dos et exposant a notre cuisto sa grosse poitrine et *** petit minou. Mais Boubakar versa de l'huile sur sa poitrine la massa, je pourrai dire peloter. Ang?la referma les yeux, se laissant faire ; je le vis rapidement changer de position et s'asseoir à cheval sur ma femme pour glisser sa bite entre ses seins. J'assistais devant moi a une branlette espagnole. Je n'y avais eu droit ; remarque avec mon sexe de 14cm,c'etait difficile. Ang?la pris la relève et avec ses mains enferma cette belle tige entre ses seins luisant de graisse. Elle ?tait excit?e, je le sentais, le vas et vient sur ses seins la faisait mouiller à coup sur. Boubakar tout en continuant le mouvement lui dit :
-Faut que j'arrete, j'aie le d?n? à pr?parer.
- Non reste stp .
-Pourquoi ?
-'J'ai envie de toi.
-T sure ? Sans capote ?
-Oui
-T sure ? Dit-le moi ! Pourquoi tu me veux ?
-Oui je te veux sans capote, je veux la sentir
-Je comprends rien parle plus fort !
Et Ang?la craqua !
-Baise-moi ! Je veux une vraie bite, baise-moi. Je veux sentir un homme un vrai ! Ca va me changer de Greg !
-Pourquoi ?
-Seule toi me fait jouir, c'est pas avec sa petite pine que je vais jouir !
J'?tais humili? mais je bandais comme un fou ; Que faire ? Me branler comme un con.
Ang?la pointa sa bite contre sa grotte et Boubakar sans pr?ambule lui enfon?a ses 25cm. Pendant 20mn il ne lui faisait pas l'amour non ; il la d?fon?ait ; Ang?la criait qaund elle le ouvait car *** etalon ne cessait de l'ambrasser avec sa langue. Ang?la, ses mains blanches ancr?es sur les fesses de *** amant jouissait en premier. Boubakar continua 2 mn et s'arrêta :
-Je vais jouir ! J arrete !
-Non cria t'elle !
-Je peux pas j'ai pas de capote !
-Continue je veux ton jus !
-Et Greg ton mari ?
-C est pour lui les capotes ! Je veux ton sperme d?pêche toi !
-tu l'auras voulu salope !
Il fit deux mouvements et rugi en même temps qu'il ?jaculait en ma femme.
Sous mes yeux ma femme me trompait, elle pouvait être enceinte au mieux ou au pire malade mais j'?tais fou excit? et ?jacula sur moi. A la diff?rence de Boubakar je debandait aussit?t alors que lui en se retirant bandait tjours.
-Jai encore envie de toi salope, on a pas fini !Mets toi a 4 pattes, ?carte tes fesses ! Tu es toute sale ! Suis oblig? de m'arrêter. Dommage.
-Attend je vais me laver, je veux recommencer aussi, Greg attendra.
Allez prend ?a dans mes dent, encore une *********** de plus !
-Bouge pas j'ai une meilleure id?e, je vais t'enculer.
-Non stp, je l'ai jamais fait
Boubakar commen?a à lui l?cher l'œillet sans lui demander *** avis ; je devinais sa langue entrant dans l'anus de ma femme.
Ma femme commen?a à g?mir. Boubakar rench?rit :
T sure ? Tu veux pas ? Je rentre au camp ? Tu veux pas te faire d?puceler le cul ? Et il retourna lui faire un anulingus ; ma femme ne r?pondit pas.
-T sure ? Tu veux pas essayer ? Te faire d?puceler le cul par un vrai homme, pas par ton pd de mari ?
-D'accord mais va-y doucement !
J 'en croyais pas mes oreilles ; elle acceptait alors qu'elle me la toujours refus?.
-R?pète princesse j'entends pas. Qu est ce que tu veux ?
-Encule moi cria t-elle d'en un excès de rage.
-Tes d?sirs ***t des ordres cherie. Malheur je peux pas, je suis sale aussi. A moins que...allonge-toi sur le dos, ouvre la bouche.
-Non !
-Tais toi ou je pars ! Ouvre la bouche.
Je le vis approcher sa bite encore pleine de sperme et l'enfoncer entre ses lèvres.
-Nettoie-la !
Ang?la tendait carement la tête pour la gober, c elle qui prenait l'initiative, elle le su?ait à fond, lui nettoyait sa bite pleine de sperme. C est la première fois qu'elle faisait une fellation alors qu'on s'est engueul? des centaines de fois à cause de ?a. Devant moi elle su?ait une bite autre que la mienne et sale en plus.
-Salive Ang?la ! C mieux pour ce qui vas suivre.
-je peux pas j'ai la gorge sèche !
-Bouge pas, ouvre la bouche.
Je le vis cracher un ?norme mollard dans la bouche de ma femme et remettre sa bite dans la bouche.
-Pas***s au chose s?rieuse !
-Doucement je vais avoir mal !
-Pense à autre chose, ?a atenu la douleur, pense à ton mari qui installe ta tente dit il en rigolant
Il pointa *** gland contre *** petit trou et d'un seul coup s'enfon?a jusqu'au couilles.
Ma femme hurla de toutes ses ******, Cela rai***na comme pas possible ,sure elle avait mal, je voulais presque intervenir pour la sauver mais je vis Boubakar commencer ses mouvements lentement après quelques secondes d'arrêts pour qu'elle s'habitue. Ses mouvement s'acc?lèrent. Ang?la continuait de crier de douleur mais sa voix changeait :
-Arrete j'ai mal !.....Non...hummm....Aie....hummm....?a me fait moins mal, continu....Oui c bon acc?lère...j'adore comment j'ai pu vivre sans...acc?lère, d?fonce moi cria t'elle a la fin.
-T sure de toi ou j'arrete et tu rejoins ton amant, pardon ton mari je voulais dire.
-Qu'il aille se branler *** vermicelle(d'ailleurs c ce que je faisais sur mon rocher) Merci Boubakar de m'enculer, j'adore trop. Merci mon ma?tre !
Notre cuistot s'arrêta et joui au fond des entrailles de ma femme. Il decula et ?tait prêt a se rhabiller quand ma femme se retourna et lui dit :
-Bouge pas, t trop sale pour te rhabiller.
Elle lui choppa sa queue qui cette fois ?tait à demi-mole et la mis dans sa bouche pour la nettoyer. Sa queue encore pleine de sperme et sûrement recouverte de particule ****** dans la bouche de ma femme alors qu'elle ma toujours dit que ?ta

-Toi ?tait une salope cach?e, j'ai joui dans tous tes trous alors que tu l'interdis a ton mari
-Non je suis pas d'accord ; Oui je suis une salope ;oui je l'interdis à mon mari mais tu n'as pas joui dans tous mes trous. Tu as oubli? ma bouche. Lui r?pondit-elle en faisant un clin d'œil.
-Bouge pas petite blanchette, fais semblant de dormir ce soir, je passerais 1h après le couch?. Allez je me sauve. A tout à l'heure. Moi aussi je me sauvais après lui ;j'avais la tente a monter.
Je ne savais quoi penser. J'?tais triste de ce qui se passait mais a chaque fois que je voyais ma femme dans les bras de Boubakar, je bandais comme un fou. Je ne disais toujours rien, curieux de voir jusqu'ou ?a irait. Mon Ang?la timide dans les bras de cet homme se transformait en grosse salope ; et aussi triste que ce puisse l'être j aimais la voir fendu par ce beau et grand sexe noir. Qu'allait t-il se passer ce soir, je d?cidais de simuler une grosse fatigue pour partir me coucher en premier et faire semblant de dormir pour voir la suite. Ang?la me rejoignit un peu plus tard et se coucha ?galement dans *** duvet. Faisant semblant de dormir j'entendit un l?ger raclement de gorges dehors et je sentis Ang?la se pencher sur moi, sûrement pour voir si je dormais. Je l'entendis ouvrir la tente et sortir juste la tête comme pour regarder dehors. Je reconnu la voix du cuisinier chuchoter :
-Il dort ?
-Oui, parle doucement
J'ouvris les yeux et gr?ce à la pleine lune je pouvais presque voir comme en plein jour.
Ang?la avait juste la tête qui sortait de la tente.
-Alors, tu es tjours partante ?
-Non, pas ce soir, c'est trop dangereux, je peux pas sortir.
-T sure ?
-Oui
- Regarde la, elle n'attend que toi. Et devant ma femme, devant ma tente, il sortit sa grosse bite, d?jà bien bander.
-Non, non pas ce soir, on va le r?veiller.
-Ok mais si je la range, c'est fini pour toi. Tu te contenteras de ton mec.
-Parle moins fort r?ussi à dire ma femme.
Apres peut être 30 secondes pendant-les quelles il ne cessa de se branler, ma femme lui a dit :
-Ok on va ou ?
-La, ouvre la bouche.
Je vis dispara?tre sa bite dans la bouche Ang?la, devant moi. Elle n'avait jamais voulu avec moi !!
Je ne voyais presque plus rien, juste ma femme de dos accroupi la tête dehors, accompagn? de mouvements. Cela dura presque 10mn sans un bruit ou presque, juste de temps en temps, j'entendais des bruits de sucions. Ma femme ne parlait et pour cause mais l'intrus r?ussi à lui dire :
-Suce, ?a c'est une vraie queue.
Je le vis mettre ses deux mains sur la nuque Ang?la pour l'empêcher de s'arrêter alors que je devenais aux mouvements qu'il lui arrosait la gorges de *** foutre.
Il parti sans un mot et Ang?la referma la tente et se recoucha. Elle avait rien recrach?, même pas rincer la bouche avec de l'eau. En se recouchant, elle fit un peu de bruit et je mima un r?veil et lui demanda :
- Qu 'est ce qui ce passe ch?rie ?
-Rien, rendort toi, j'ai juste chaud.
Tu m'?tonne qu'elle ait chaud après ce qu'elle a fait. Pour la première fois, elle su?ait un homme(enfin la deuxième fois après cette après midi), pour la première fois elle a goût? au foutre d'un homme(c'?tait indirectement cette après midi) et c'?tait même pas celui de *** mari ! De moi !! J'?tais triste, non parce qu'elle me trompait mais plut?t parce que je n'ai pratiquement rien vu. J aurais tant aim? voir ce sexe entre ses lèvres et l'expression de *** visage lorsqu'il la nourrit de sa crème grasse. A t'elle aim? le goût ? Je ne sais pas. En France elle n'avait jamais voulu essayer. Alors que c'?tait mon rêve d'?jaculer dans sa bouche et qu'elle m'embrasse après Moi aussi j'ai jamais goûter lol. Quand je lui demandais ?a, elle me traitait de gros porc !!!
On s'est endormi l'un a cot? de l'autre.
Au r?veil, Ang?la ?tait radieuse comme jamais. Elle me fit l'amour violemment en ne cessant de m'embrasser et en m'obligeant à mettre une capote bien sur. Nous n'avons pas entendu Boubakar arriv? et ouvrir la tente pour nous donner un th? au r?veil. Ma femme ?tant sur moi, ne vit rien de la scène mais *** amant nous regardait. Je donnais le meilleur de moi-même mais que faire avec mon petit sexe de blanc. Je savais qu'il nous matait et entendais alors je demanda à ma femme si je pouvais jouir dans sa bouche, j'en mourais d'envie. La r?ponse fut cinglante :
- Jamais de la vie, espèce de porc !
La r?ponse fut blessante me fit jouir imm?diatement dans mon capuchon de plastic. Tjours aussi ecoeur?, elle ne voulait surtout toucher à la capote car c'?tait sale. Boubakar ?tait bien sur repartit sans faire de bruit. Ma femme n'avait rien vu et Boubakar ne savait pas que je l'avais vu.
A la fin du petit d?jeuner en groupe, notre cuisinier vient voir ma femme et devant tout le monde lui demanda *** aide pour de la couture dans la tente cuisine ; Elle accepta et le suivi pendant que tout le monde partit ranger leurs tentes. Chose ?trange, elle a horreur de coudre.
Je me glissais derrière la tente cuisine discrètement pour entendre la discussion :
-Ecoute, je t'ai vu avec ton mari ce matin ! Je croyais que sa petite queue te plaisait plus.
C'est soit lui, soit moi, je suis pas Greg, je veux pas être cocu. Entre nous c'est fini, tu m'as tromp?.
-Non Boubakar ; s'il te plait r?pondit ma femme, j'ai envie de toi, excuse-moi.
-Ok, une condition alors ; tu dois m'ob?ir tout le temps et ne plus toucher ton mari seulement quand je t'y autorise. Je ne veux plus que tu porte de sous-vêtements et que tu dormes nue à cot? de ton impuissant sans le toucher. C'est ok ?
Apres quelques secondes de silence ma femme r?pondit : C est ok, j'aime trop envie de sexe avec toi, avec un vrai homme.
Je couru à ma tente faire semblant d'être occup? à ranger l'int?rieur. Quand ma femme rentra à l'int?rieur, je pouvais voir dans *** d?bardeur noir, ses grosses mamelles flott?es. Elle avait d?jà enlev? ses sous vêtements !! La randonn?e se d?roula sans pb jusqu'au soir. Boubakar ?tant oblig? de partir devant pour arriver le premier le soir et commencer le d?ner. Je marchais derrière ma femme et je crois que je n ai pas deband? de la journ?e ; La devinant nue sous *** pantashort et *** d?bardeur. Je lui est juste dit à un moment ; Pourquoi elle n'avait pas vie de soustient-gorges et elle me r?pondit qu'elle n'en avait plus de propre ?
Arriv?e le soir ; Boubakar vint nous aider à monter la tente, il me proposa carement de m asseoir à l'ombre pendant qu'il aidait Ang?la Je compris rapidement pourquoi. Lors du plantage de sardine le spectacle offert ma femme ?tait très excitante. De devant, on avait vu plongeante et l'on devinait l'absence de soutif et ma fois derrière aussi, ?a valait le coup d'œil, accroupi, on pouvait bien voir sa rai des fesses et la aussi, rien en dessous. Je ne fut pas le seul avec Boubakar a profiter du spectacle ; Un des maris du groupe se rin?ait l'œil aussi discrètement. Ang?la installa l'int?rieur de la tente, Boubakar restait juste devant l-ouverture. Je ne voyais plus rien mais je devinais le show vu la souplesse demand?e pour installer deux duvets dans une tente igloo avec les deux sacs de voyages. Mais l'installation fut longue et silencieuse a mon goût. J'entendais des chuchotements mais ne compris rien. Ma femme ressortit et me dit.
-Ch?ri, si tu veux vas te laver maintenant, Boubakar a une plaie au genou, je le soigne et te rejoins après. Donne-moi 10mn.
-Ok ch?rie pas de pb, tu peux prendre ton temps je fais aller faire quelques photos.
Je trouvais mon excuse aussi bonne que la sienne. Les laissant rentrer dans la tente et fermer le double toit, je fis le tour pour me mettre derrière et ?couter.
-Quel con ton mari, il gobe n'importe quoi.
-Donne-moi ta queue vite.
J'entendais des g?missements de la part de Boubakar et des deglutissements.
-Avale ma petite salpe, pense à ton cocu de mec, ?a te fait mouiller ? C'est ?a r?pond pas, lèche-moi les couilles ; Elles ***t pleines de jus chaud pour toi.
Et re bruit de sucions. J'?tais fou de rage...car je ne voyais rien.
-C 'est ?a petite lèche-moi le petit trou
Elle lui faisait tout ce que je rêvais depuis longtemps pour moi. Comment faisait il pour la d?brider comme ?a ?
-Je joui, attention avale tout. Tu aimes ? c ?a lèche-toi les lèvres.
-j aime ton jus, rien que le tiens, je suis à toi, fais tout ce que tu veux de moi.
- Pas de problème ; laisse moi regarder tes habits ; voilà tu mets ce cale?on et ce haut blanc pour le repas. Apres le dessert, tu laisse le groupe et fait semblant de te coucher. Tu me rejoindras dans la tente cuisine, je t'attendrai.
J'?tais curieux de voir la soir?e. Je m'installa avec le groupe autours du feu pour le repas, laissant Ang?la qui ?tait pas encore prête. Elle arriva quelques secondes plus tard et je d?couvrit la tenu choisi par Boubakar ; Elle portait un de mes cale?ons blancs et un d?bardeur blanc aussi. Elle s'assit à cot? de moi, je bandais grave car le cale?on ********* un peu large, laissait deviner *** minou. J imaginaient le spectacle pour les camarades de trek assis en face de nous autours du feu de camps. Nous ?tions tous assis par terre, en tailleur ou a genoux ; ma femme en tailleur. En fixant *** entrejambe et a la lumière du feu je devinais *** minou ras? en ticket de m?tro. Boubakar arriva avec les diff?rents plats mais je ne sais pas pourquoi il les laissait juste derrière ma femme qui du se pencher accroupi pour les prendre ; l'obligeant à montrer *** derriere et *** cale?on qui lui rentrait dans la raie. Le mari en face appr?ciait.
Apres le dessert ma femme feinta le sommeil et nous laissa discuter ensemble autour du feu. Je la vis partir vers notre tente puis s'?loigner dans le noir. Nous ?tions assis tous a 3 mètres de la tente cuisine et après 15mn de discussions dans le groupe nous entendions ?chapper de la tente cuisine des soupirs qui ne laissaient aucun doute sur l'activit?. Nous n'entendions que boubakar parler et les g?missement d'une femme. Moi seule savait que c'?tait ma femme. ********* le groupe entier femme y compris y tendis l'oreille. Le village ?tant pas loin, ils pensaient tous que notre cuisinier avait retrouv? une femme ou une prostitu?.
Nous entendions après 15mn la femme g?mir plus fort et Boubakar parler :
-Tu la sens bien dans ton cul la ? Bien au fond.
Tout le groupe se pin?ait les lèvres pour ne pas rire de la situation, j'avoue même moi.
-T'aime sucer ma queue quand elle sort de ton cul. C 'est ?a, avale ma crème, elle est meilleure que ton mari.
Maintenant nous savions tous que la femme avec lui ?tait mari?e ; moi je savais avec qui. Nous sommes tous parti nous coucher dans nos tentes respectives. Ang?la me rejoignit 30mn après.
-Ou ?tait tu ch?rie ?
-parti me promener un peu avant de dormir.
Naïvement elle me fit un long baisser langoureux ou nos langues se croisèrent. Elle sentait encore le sperme et j'adorais ?a. Que c'est bon de sentir le jus de *** amant !
Apres une bonne nuit pleine de fantasme, pour moi surtout. Ce fut l'heure du r?veil. Et comme pr?vu, Ang?la dormait nue dans *** duvet. Je fit encore semblant de dormir quand Boubakar fit le tour des tentes pour le r?veil et le th? du matin.
-C'est l'heure ; vous voulez du th? ?
-Oui deux s'il te plait, pose les devant la tente. R?pondit ma femme, complètement nue et hors du duvet. J'ouvris les yeux au même moment pour voir la suite, j 'en avais marre de ne jamais rien voir. Ang?la chercha ses habits pour se rhabiller et prendre les th?s mais n'eus pas le temps.
-D?sol? madame, c 'est bancal dehors, je les pose dedans. Et il ouvrit la tente brusquement tombant devant ma femme nue et moi assis dans mon duvet.
-oups, d?sol? madame, je ne savais pas. Je ferais plus attention la prochaine fois. Monsieur a de la chance d'avoir une aussi jolie femme rien qu'a lui.
Ang?la piqua aussit?t un phare. Elle ?tait si rouge. Boubakar parti et je dis à ma femme.
-Ca vas ch?rie ? Si tu veux, on va se plaindre. Il t'a presque dragu?.
-Non, c'est ok, il a voulu être gentil. C'est tout. Ca me fait bizarre, c'est la première fois qu'un autre homme que toi me voit nue.

-Toi ?tait une salope cach?e, j'ai joui dans tous tes trous alors que tu l'interdis a ton mari
-Non je suis pas d'accord ; Oui je suis une salope ;oui je l'interdis à mon mari mais tu n'as pas joui dans tous mes trous. Tu as oubli? ma bouche. Lui r?pondit-elle en faisant un clin d'œil.
-Bouge pas petite blanchette, fais semblant de dormir ce soir, je passerais 1h après le couch?. Allez je me sauve. A tout à l'heure. Moi aussi je me sauvais après lui ;j'avais la tente a monter.
Je ne savais quoi penser. J'?tais triste de ce qui se passait mais a chaque fois que je voyais ma femme dans les bras de Boubakar, je bandais comme un fou. Je ne disais toujours rien, curieux de voir jusqu'ou ?a irait. Mon Ang?la timide dans les bras de cet homme se transformait en grosse salope ; et aussi triste que ce puisse l'être j aimais la voir fendu par ce beau et grand sexe noir. Qu'allait t-il se passer ce soir, je d?cidais de simuler une grosse fatigue pour partir me coucher en premier et faire semblant de dormir pour voir la suite. Ang?la me rejoignit un peu plus tard et se coucha ?galement dans *** duvet. Faisant semblant de dormir j'entendit un l?ger raclement de gorges dehors et je sentis Ang?la se pencher sur moi, sûrement pour voir si je dormais. Je l'entendis ouvrir la tente et sortir juste la tête comme pour regarder dehors. Je reconnu la voix du cuisinier chuchoter :
-Il dort ?
-Oui, parle doucement
J'ouvris les yeux et gr?ce à la pleine lune je pouvais presque voir comme en plein jour.
Ang?la avait juste la tête qui sortait de la tente.
-Alors, tu es tjours partante ?
-Non, pas ce soir, c'est trop dangereux, je peux pas sortir.
-T sure ?
-Oui
- Regarde la, elle n'attend que toi. Et devant ma femme, devant ma tente, il sortit sa grosse bite, d?jà bien bander.
-Non, non pas ce soir, on va le r?veiller.
-Ok mais si je la range, c'est fini pour toi. Tu te contenteras de ton mec.
-Parle moins fort r?ussi à dire ma femme.
Apres peut être 30 secondes pendant-les quelles il ne cessa de se branler, ma femme lui a dit :
-Ok on va ou ?
-La, ouvre la bouche.
Je vis dispara?tre sa bite dans la bouche Ang?la, devant moi. Elle n'avait jamais voulu avec moi !!
Je ne voyais presque plus rien, juste ma femme de dos accroupi la tête dehors, accompagn? de mouvements. Cela dura presque 10mn sans un bruit ou presque, juste de temps en temps, j'entendais des bruits de sucions. Ma femme ne parlait et pour cause mais l'intrus r?ussi à lui dire :
-Suce, ?a c'est une vraie queue.
Je le vis mettre ses deux mains sur la nuque Ang?la pour l'empêcher de s'arrêter alors que je devenais aux mouvements qu'il lui arrosait la gorges de *** foutre.
Il parti sans un mot et Ang?la referma la tente et se recoucha. Elle avait rien recrach?, même pas rincer la bouche avec de l'eau. En se recouchant, elle fit un peu de bruit et je mima un r?veil et lui demanda :
- Qu 'est ce qui ce passe ch?rie ?
-Rien, rendort toi, j'ai juste chaud.
Tu m'?tonne qu'elle ait chaud après ce qu'elle a fait. Pour la première fois, elle su?ait un homme(enfin la deuxième fois après cette après midi), pour la première fois elle a goût? au foutre d'un homme(c'?tait indirectement cette après midi) et c'?tait même pas celui de *** mari ! De moi !! J'?tais triste, non parce qu'elle me trompait mais plut?t parce que je n'ai pratiquement rien vu. J aurais tant aim? voir ce sexe entre ses lèvres et l'expression de *** visage lorsqu'il la nourrit de sa crème grasse. A t'elle aim? le goût ? Je ne sais pas. En France elle n'avait jamais voulu essayer. Alors que c'?tait mon rêve d'?jaculer dans sa bouche et qu'elle m'embrasse après Moi aussi j'ai jamais goûter lol. Quand je lui demandais ?a, elle me traitait de gros porc !!!
On s'est endormi l'un a cot? de l'autre.
Au r?veil, Ang?la ?tait radieuse comme jamais. Elle me fit l'amour violemment en ne cessant de m'embrasser et en m'obligeant à mettre une capote bien sur. Nous n'avons pas entendu Boubakar arriv? et ouvrir la tente pour nous donner un th? au r?veil. Ma femme ?tant sur moi, ne vit rien de la scène mais *** amant nous regardait. Je donnais le meilleur de moi-même mais que faire avec mon petit sexe de blanc. Je savais qu'il nous matait et entendais alors je demanda à ma femme si je pouvais jouir dans sa bouche, j'en mourais d'envie. La r?ponse fut cinglante :
- Jamais de la vie, espèce de porc !
La r?ponse fut blessante me fit jouir imm?diatement dans mon capuchon de plastic. Tjours aussi ecoeur?, elle ne voulait surtout toucher à la capote car c'?tait sale. Boubakar ?tait bien sur repartit sans faire de bruit. Ma femme n'avait rien vu et Boubakar ne savait pas que je l'avais vu.
A la fin du petit d?jeuner en groupe, notre cuisinier vient voir ma femme et devant tout le monde lui demanda *** aide pour de la couture dans la tente cuisine ; Elle accepta et le suivi pendant que tout le monde partit ranger leurs tentes. Chose ?trange, elle a horreur de coudre.
Je me glissais derrière la tente cuisine discrètement pour entendre la discussion :
-Ecoute, je t'ai vu avec ton mari ce matin ! Je croyais que sa petite queue te plaisait plus.
C'est soit lui, soit moi, je suis pas Greg, je veux pas être cocu. Entre nous c'est fini, tu m'as tromp?.
-Non Boubakar ; s'il te plait r?pondit ma femme, j'ai envie de toi, excuse-moi.
-Ok, une condition alors ; tu dois m'ob?ir tout le temps et ne plus toucher ton mari seulement quand je t'y autorise. Je ne veux plus que tu porte de sous-vêtements et que tu dormes nue à cot? de ton impuissant sans le toucher. C'est ok ?
Apres quelques secondes de silence ma femme r?pondit : C est ok, j'aime trop envie de sexe avec toi, avec un vrai homme.
Je couru à ma tente faire semblant d'être occup? à ranger l'int?rieur. Quand ma femme rentra à l'int?rieur, je pouvais voir dans *** d?bardeur noir, ses grosses mamelles flott?es. Elle avait d?jà enlev? ses sous vêtements !! La randonn?e se d?roula sans pb jusqu'au soir. Boubakar ?tant oblig? de partir devant pour arriver le premier le soir et commencer le d?ner. Je marchais derrière ma femme et je crois que je n ai pas deband? de la journ?e ; La devinant nue sous *** pantashort et *** d?bardeur. Je lui est juste dit à un moment ; Pourquoi elle n'avait pas vie de soustient-gorges et elle me r?pondit qu'elle n'en avait plus de propre ?
Arriv?e le soir ; Boubakar vint nous aider à monter la tente, il me proposa carement de m asseoir à l'ombre pendant qu'il aidait Ang?la Je compris rapidement pourquoi. Lors du plantage de sardine le spectacle offert ma femme ?tait très excitante. De devant, on avait vu plongeante et l'on devinait l'absence de soutif et ma fois derrière aussi, ?a valait le coup d'œil, accroupi, on pouvait bien voir sa rai des fesses et la aussi, rien en dessous. Je ne fut pas le seul avec Boubakar a profiter du spectacle ; Un des maris du groupe se rin?ait l'œil aussi discrètement. Ang?la installa l'int?rieur de la tente, Boubakar restait juste devant l-ouverture. Je ne voyais plus rien mais je devinais le show vu la souplesse demand?e pour installer deux duvets dans une tente igloo avec les deux sacs de voyages. Mais l'installation fut longue et silencieuse a mon goût. J'entendais des chuchotements mais ne compris rien. Ma femme ressortit et me dit.
-Ch?ri, si tu veux vas te laver maintenant, Boubakar a une plaie au genou, je le soigne et te rejoins après. Donne-moi 10mn.
-Ok ch?rie pas de pb, tu peux prendre ton temps je fais aller faire quelques photos.
Je trouvais mon excuse aussi bonne que la sienne. Les laissant rentrer dans la tente et fermer le double toit, je fis le tour pour me mettre derrière et ?couter.
-Quel con ton mari, il gobe n'importe quoi.
-Donne-moi ta queue vite.
J'entendais des g?missements de la part de Boubakar et des deglutissements.
-Avale ma petite salpe, pense à ton cocu de mec, ?a te fait mouiller ? C'est ?a r?pond pas, lèche-moi les couilles ; Elles ***t pleines de jus chaud pour toi.
Et re bruit de sucions. J'?tais fou de rage...car je ne voyais rien.
-C 'est ?a petite lèche-moi le petit trou
Elle lui faisait tout ce que je rêvais depuis longtemps pour moi. Comment faisait il pour la d?brider comme ?a ?
-Je joui, attention avale tout. Tu aimes ? c ?a lèche-toi les lèvres.
-j aime ton jus, rien que le tiens, je suis à toi, fais tout ce que tu veux de moi.
- Pas de problème ; laisse moi regarder tes habits ; voilà tu mets ce cale?on et ce haut blanc pour le repas. Apres le dessert, tu laisse le groupe et fait semblant de te coucher. Tu me rejoindras dans la tente cuisine, je t'attendrai.
J'?tais curieux de voir la soir?e. Je m'installa avec le groupe autours du feu pour le repas, laissant Ang?la qui ?tait pas encore prête. Elle arriva quelques secondes plus tard et je d?couvrit la tenu choisi par Boubakar ; Elle portait un de mes cale?ons blancs et un d?bardeur blanc aussi. Elle s'assit à cot? de moi, je bandais grave car le cale?on ********* un peu large, laissait deviner *** minou. J imaginaient le spectacle pour les camarades de trek assis en face de nous autours du feu de camps. Nous ?tions tous assis par terre, en tailleur ou a genoux ; ma femme en tailleur. En fixant *** entrejambe et a la lumière du feu je devinais *** minou ras? en ticket de m?tro. Boubakar arriva avec les diff?rents plats mais je ne sais pas pourquoi il les laissait juste derrière ma femme qui du se pencher accroupi pour les prendre ; l'obligeant à montrer *** derriere et *** cale?on qui lui rentrait dans la raie. Le mari en face appr?ciait.
Apres le dessert ma femme feinta le sommeil et nous laissa discuter ensemble autour du feu. Je la vis partir vers notre tente puis s'?loigner dans le noir. Nous ?tions assis tous a 3 mètres de la tente cuisine et après 15mn de discussions dans le groupe nous entendions ?chapper de la tente cuisine des soupirs qui ne laissaient aucun doute sur l'activit?. Nous n'entendions que boubakar parler et les g?missement d'une femme. Moi seule savait que c'?tait ma femme. ********* le groupe entier femme y compris y tendis l'oreille. Le village ?tant pas loin, ils pensaient tous que notre cuisinier avait retrouv? une femme ou une prostitu?.
Nous entendions après 15mn la femme g?mir plus fort et Boubakar parler :
-Tu la sens bien dans ton cul la ? Bien au fond.
Tout le groupe se pin?ait les lèvres pour ne pas rire de la situation, j'avoue même moi.
-T'aime sucer ma queue quand elle sort de ton cul. C 'est ?a, avale ma crème, elle est meilleure que ton mari.
Maintenant nous savions tous que la femme avec lui ?tait mari?e ; moi je savais avec qui. Nous sommes tous parti nous coucher dans nos tentes respectives. Ang?la me rejoignit 30mn après.
-Ou ?tait tu ch?rie ?
-parti me promener un peu avant de dormir.
Naïvement elle me fit un long baisser langoureux ou nos langues se croisèrent. Elle sentait encore le sperme et j'adorais ?a. Que c'est bon de sentir le jus de *** amant !
Apres une bonne nuit pleine de fantasme, pour moi surtout. Ce fut l'heure du r?veil. Et comme pr?vu, Ang?la dormait nue dans *** duvet. Je fit encore semblant de dormir quand Boubakar fit le tour des tentes pour le r?veil et le th? du matin.
-C'est l'heure ; vous voulez du th? ?
-Oui deux s'il te plait, pose les devant la tente. R?pondit ma femme, complètement nue et hors du duvet. J'ouvris les yeux au même moment pour voir la suite, j 'en avais marre de ne jamais rien voir. Ang?la chercha ses habits pour se rhabiller et prendre les th?s mais n'eus pas le temps.
-D?sol? madame, c 'est bancal dehors, je les pose dedans. Et il ouvrit la tente brusquement tombant devant ma femme nue et moi assis dans mon duvet.
-oups, d?sol? madame, je ne savais pas. Je ferais plus attention la prochaine fois. Monsieur a de la chance d'avoir une aussi jolie femme rien qu'a lui.
Ang?la piqua aussit?t un phare. Elle ?tait si rouge. Boubakar parti et je dis à ma femme.
-Ca vas ch?rie ? Si tu veux, on va se plaindre. Il t'a presque dragu?.
-Non, c'est ok, il a voulu être gentil. C'est tout. Ca me fait bizarre, c'est la première fois qu'un autre homme que toi me voit nue.
Grosse menteuse pensais je dans ma tête. Et comme hier, elle s'habille sans mettre de sous-vêtements. Je ne dis rien. Nous n'avions qu'une demi-journ?e de marche et après-midi repos.
Ma femme ?tait très existante dans sa tenu, on pouvait deviner ses aur?oles sous *** d?bardeur blanc. Elle me surprenait car beaucoup de locaux ne se gênèrent de la d?visager.
Nous sommes arriv?s de bonne heure au camp et après un lunch, nous part?mes chacun de *** cot? pour se reposer. Certains dormir sous la tente, d'autre se promener au village distant de 2km. Moi et ma femme ?tions d'accord pour allez bronzer. Nous avons tra?n? au camp et nous nous sommes allong?s devant notre tente. Moi allonge sur le ventre, entrain de lire a cot? de ma femme lorsque Boubakar vint nous voir pour demander un service de couture pour le pantalon de *** commis de cuisine. Bien sur elle accepta. Elle parti sous la tente cuisine accompagn?e de Boubakar. Je couru derrière la tente pour ?couter.
-Regarde poup?e, *** pantalon est d?cousu, Wasi enlève le et donne-le. Malpoli, tu aurais pu mettre un slip !
- mon dieu, elle est encore plus grosse que la tienne Boubakar ; repondit ma femme.
-Ecoute-moi bien petite salope, tu vas nous sucer tous les deux. On va jouir dans ce bol et tu iras masser ton con de mari avec cette crème. Je l'ai vu dormir torse nue.
-Non' c'est trop dangereux, il va reconna?tre l'odeur.
-Si tu refuse, c'est fini entre nous. De toute fa?on, ton mari est trop con et coinc? pour reconna?tre l'odeur. Tu lui diras que c'est du lait de z?bu ! Et triche pas on va te regarder faire.
-D'accord, je veux pas te perdre dit Ang?la
Et pendant 10mn je l'entendit sucer, deglutir. Et enfin :
-Fini-nous dans le bol salope et nettoie nos queues avec ta bouche après.
Je couru rejoindre ma tente pour faire semblant de lire mon bouquin. Apres 5mn ma femme revient avec un bol et sans mots s'assoie sur mes fesses et me glisse à l'oreille :
-Pour me remercier Boubakar m'as donn? du lait de z?bu pour te faire un massage.
Je regarde le bol et je fut abasourdi par la quantit? de sperme contenu. Meme pour deux mecs, je trouvais ?a ?norme compar? à moi.
-C'est gentil de sa part.
Je m'allongea complètement sur le dos et mis ma tête en direction de la tente cuisine ou je vis les deux cuistots assis devant celle-ci entrain de nous regarder. Je senti le liquide encore tiède couler sur mon dos et le massage commen?a. Ses mains ?taient très douces avec le sperme de ses deux amants. Ang?la me massait les hanches, le dos, la nuque pendant 15mn je lui dis :
-Humm ! C'est bon ch?rie ; domage que ca sente un peu forte.
-Moi j'aime bien l'odeur. En plus c'est très bon pour la peau.
Je vis Boubakar se rapprocher de nous et s'adressa à moi
-Ca te plait Greg ? C'est une sp?cialit? africaine. Si tu veux je peux en donner plus a ta femme.
-Bonne id?e Boubakar. R?pondit-je
Et il partit. C'?tait ?trange, j'?tais humili? mais je bandais comme un fou. J'adorais ce massage. Et la surprise je vis Boubakar chercher le commis...et le guide pour se diriger sous la tente et revenir 5mn après avec un bol plein.
-Voilà pour monsieur et madame. Un conseil, Vous pouvez en mettre sur le visage, c'est bon pour le soleil. Ma femme en boit aussi, il para?t que c'est bon pour la digestion.
Je m'allongea sur le dos et Ang?la me massa le visage avec une parti du bol. Boubakar pouvait voir mon ?rection sous mon cale?on. Allong? je pouvais voir aussi sous la djellaba de Boubakar, lui aussi bandait. Et c'est lui-même en me tendant le bol qui me demanda :
-Essaie, c'est un peu sal? et il me tendit le bol qui ?tait encore a trois quarts pleins. Boie tout
Je ne sais pas pourquoi me je n'ai pas dit non et en regardant ma femme dans les yeux, je bu cul sec le sperme de *** amant. Boubakar repartit aussit?t et j'en profita pour embrasser ma femme avec la bouche encore pleine de sperme, pour lui en redonner :
-Tu aime mon ange ? C'est pas trop fort pour toi ?
Je jouais à fond le r?le du naïf

Après cet ?pisode ou je fut humili? par ma femme et *** amant, je d?cidais e continuer à jouer les naïfs dans mon r?le de cocu auprès de ma femme. Après ce massage j'osais dire à ma femme : Dommage que ?a sente fort, car c'est très agr?able ce lait. L'après midi se passa sans autres histoires jusqu'à 16h environs ou Boubakar vint me voir et me demanda si je d?sirais du lait pour masser ma femme. Chose que j'accepta volontiers toujours dans mon r?le de naïf. Il me promis de revenir dans une demi-heure car il devait aller en chercher au village.
En effet il revient avec une bouteille en plastique de 50cl remplie !
- J'ai du faire le tour du village pour la remplir ; tu devrais aller vers la riviere, comme ?a tu pourrais être plus dans l'intimit? avec ta femme. Me dit Boubakar
Chose que je fis imm?diatement en invitant Ang?la a venir se promener un peu. Apre avoir fait bronzette 15mn sur le bord de la rivière je proposa à ma femme d'enlever *** maillot de bain car j avais r?cup?r? du lait par le cuistot. Je l'ai sentit h?siter, presque refus?, mais après avoir insist? elle accepta. Je l'a fis allonger sur le ventre et commen?a par lui masser *** dos avec un peu de sperme ; que c'?tait joli de voir *** dos brillant au soleil avec le sperme de tous les villageois ! Je lui en versa sur ses fesses, dans sa raie, j'adorais, j'en vint même a lui l?cher le dos. Je savais que Boubakar nous regardait cach? derrière un arbre. Je fit donc de mon mieux pour montrer qui ?tait le mari. Je demanda à Ang?la de se retourner pour que je lui applique de ce sperme sur *** ventre et sa poitrine. Je bandais comme un fou. Alors qu'elle commen?ait à prendre plaisir a mon massage, j'en profitais pour me d?shabiller aussi. Qu'elle ?tait belle enduit de sperme. Je lui massai même le visage, je ne l'avais jamais aussi excit?. J'essaya de la p?n?trer mais elle me repoussa :
-Mets une capote ch?ri stp, j'ai pas envie d'être enceinte.
Cette remarque m'excita encore plus. Pourquoi, je ne sais pas. J'?tais oblig? de me prot?ger alors que *** amant non !! Puisqu'elle voulait pousser le bouchon ; j'allais l'y aider. Je d?cidais de lubrifi? ma capote avec le sperme de la bouteille avant de la p?n?trer :
-Non Greg arrête.
-pourquoi ch?rie, tu vas voir, ?a vas être encore meilleur. Et je l'enfila aussit?t.
Je ne l'ai jamais vu autant jouir avec moi. Je d?cidais de vider le reste de la bouteille dans sa bouche et l'embrassa derrière pour partager ce d?licieux breuvage. Que c'?tait bon, bien sur je joui rapidement dans ma capote et Ang?la me pressa d'aller me laver car c'?tait sal !!
-Ch?rie, je retourne à la tente, tu n'as qu'a continuer de bronzer.
Bien sur je savais que notre cuistot allait la rejoindre derrière. Et je me cachais à mon tour derrière un arbre.
Boubakar avait l'air furieux :
-Petite salope, tu mas tromp? avec ton blanc bec de mari. Tu seras puni !!
-Excuse-moi Boubakar, je ne recommencerais plus.
-Met toi a quatre pattes, d?pêche-toi !!
Je le vis sortir sa grosse bite noire band?e et encul?e ma femme sans aucune pr?paration. Les cris de douleurs d'Ang?la se transformèrent vite en cris de plaisirs et après 2àmn de d?fon?age annal, il changea de trou pour jouir dans *** ut?rus. Je bandais de voir ma femme comme ?a.
-Ta punition n'est pas finie, Ce soir après le repas, tu me rejoindras sous la tente cuisine.

Après cet ?pisode ou je fut humili? par ma femme et *** amant, je d?cidais e continuer à jouer les naïfs dans mon r?le de cocu auprès de ma femme. Après ce massage j'osais dire à ma femme : Dommage que ?a sente fort, car c'est très agr?able ce lait. L'après midi se passa sans autres histoires jusqu'à 16h environs ou Boubakar vint me voir et me demanda si je d?sirais du lait pour masser ma femme. Chose que j'accepta volontiers toujours dans mon r?le de naïf. Il me promis de revenir dans une demi-heure car il devait aller en chercher au village.
En effet il revient avec une bouteille en plastique de 50cl remplie !
- J'ai du faire le tour du village pour la remplir ; tu devrais aller vers la riviere, comme ?a tu pourrais être plus dans l'intimit? avec ta femme. Me dit Boubakar
Chose que je fis imm?diatement en invitant Ang?la a venir se promener un peu. Apre avoir fait bronzette 15mn sur le bord de la rivière je proposa à ma femme d'enlever *** maillot de bain car j avais r?cup?r? du lait par le cuistot. Je l'ai sentit h?siter, presque refus?, mais après avoir insist? elle accepta. Je l'a fis allonger sur le ventre et commen?a par lui masser *** dos avec un peu de sperme ; que c'?tait joli de voir *** dos brillant au soleil avec le sperme de tous les villageois ! Je lui en versa sur ses fesses, dans sa raie, j'adorais, j'en vint même a lui l?cher le dos. Je savais que Boubakar nous regardait cach? derrière un arbre. Je fit donc de mon mieux pour montrer qui ?tait le mari. Je demanda à Ang?la de se retourner pour que je lui applique de ce sperme sur *** ventre et sa poitrine. Je bandais comme un fou. Alors qu'elle commen?ait à prendre plaisir a mon massage, j'en profitais pour me d?shabiller aussi. Qu'elle ?tait belle enduit de sperme. Je lui massai même le visage, je ne l'avais jamais aussi excit?. J'essaya de la p?n?trer mais elle me repoussa :
-Mets une capote ch?ri stp, j'ai pas envie d'être enceinte.
Cette remarque m'excita encore plus. Pourquoi, je ne sais pas. J'?tais oblig? de me prot?ger alors que *** amant non !! Puisqu'elle voulait pousser le bouchon ; j'allais l'y aider. Je d?cidais de lubrifi? ma capote avec le sperme de la bouteille avant de la p?n?trer :
-Non Greg arrête.
-pourquoi ch?rie, tu vas voir, ?a vas être encore meilleur. Et je l'enfila aussit?t.
Je ne l'ai jamais vu autant jouir avec moi. Je d?cidais de vider le reste de la bouteille dans sa bouche et l'embrassa derrière pour partager ce d?licieux breuvage. Que c'?tait bon, bien sur je joui rapidement dans ma capote et Ang?la me pressa d'aller me laver car c'?tait sal !!
-Ch?rie, je retourne à la tente, tu n'as qu'a continuer de bronzer.
Bien sur je savais que notre cuistot allait la rejoindre derrière. Et je me cachais à mon tour derrière un arbre.
Boubakar avait l'air furieux :
-Petite salope, tu mas tromp? avec ton blanc bec de mari. Tu seras puni !!
-Excuse-moi Boubakar, je ne recommencerais plus.
-Met toi a quatre pattes, d?pêche-toi !!
Je le vis sortir sa grosse bite noire band?e et encul?e ma femme sans aucune pr?paration. Les cris de douleurs d'Ang?la se transformèrent vite en cris de plaisirs et après 2àmn de d?fon?age annal, il changea de trou pour jouir dans *** ut?rus. Je bandais de voir ma femme comme ?a.
-Ta punition n'est pas finie, Ce soir après le repas, tu me rejoindras sous la tente cuisine.
-Oui ch?ri, tu baise tellement mieux que mon mari.
Ils partirent tous les deux se baigner nue dans la rivière et comme il bandait toujours repris ma femme dans l'eau. Je ne voyais que le haut de leurs corps, ma femme aggrip? au coup de mon cuisinier !! Une barque de pêcheur juste a cot? d'eux ; ils ne s'arretent même pas de baiser, bien au contrair. Boubakar leur dit même de se rapprocher pour observer le spectacle ; il l'a fit se retourner et s'aggriper au bord de la barque devant les deux pecheurs et l'a pris en levrette. Ma femme normalement si timide se donnait en spectacle devant deux inconnus. Elle jouissait !! Je l'entendais.
-Je vais jouir dans ta chatte ma salope, je vais te f?conder, tu vas l'avoir ton polichinelle noir dans ton ventre.
-Oui donne-moi ton sperme, je veux un petit b?tard noir !!
Et ils jouisserent en même temps.
Boubakar laissa ma femme sur place et lui dit de ne pas oublier pour ce soir. Je couru à ma tente et fit semblant de dormir quand elle revint. Elle paraissait si innoccente ; rien ne laissait deviner que ma femme etait devenu une grosse salope a black.
Aussit?t le dessert fini, je vis ma femme se diriger vers la tente cuisine et en ressortit avec le cuistot pour me dire devant tout le monde qu'elle se rendait au village car une dame ?tait malade. Je d?cidais de partir vers ma tente pour faire diversion et couru à l'entr?e du village pour être la avant eux. Ils se tenaient la main comme un couple ; s'embrassant. Avant d'entrer dans le village ; il la fit se d?shabiller et revêtir juste un morceau de tissu autours de la taille ; les seins à l'air.
-Voilà ta punition, tu vas traverser le village comme ?a en me tenant la main et tu dois m'ob?ir. Demain quand tu reviendras avec le groupe et ton impuissant de mari, tu lui tiendras la main pour bien montrer que tu la tromper.
Je les suivais traversant le village, elle pratiquement nue ; heureusement qu'il fesait presque nuit, juste les hommes restaient dehors. Fur a mesure les hommes commencèrent à suivre le couple pour arriver sur la place du village ou r?gnait au milieu une grande table entour?e de torche en feu. Il y avait au moins une vingtaine d'homme autours de la table et Boubakar cria à la foule
- Je vous pr?sente Ang?la, la plus belle des salopes ; elle est mari?e mais veut conna?tre comment on traite les femmes blanches ici. Je vais la baiser devant vous par tous les trous, la faire crier, la faire jouir comme jamais *** mari ne la fait
-Suce moi salope.
Et la devant tout le monde elle se mit à genoux, d?shabilla Boubakar et le su?a. Je devinais *** plaisir de sucer en public. Boubakar lui tenait la tête et ma femme qui ne me suce jamais, faisait une gorge profonde devant tout le monde. Elle en redemandait la salope. J'avais ?pous? une salope cach?e. Boubakar posa juste le bout de sa bite sur ses lèvres pour mieux montrer le foutre entrer dans sa bouche.
-Voilà c'est comme ?a qu on suce au Mali !
Boubakar qui bandait toujours s'allongea sur la table face au publique et ordonna à ma femme :
-Assis toi sur moi, face à tes admirateurs
Je l'a vis s'empaler sur la queue de notre cuistot, jambe bien ouverte devant tout le monde et enfoncer cette ?norme queue en entier dans sa chatte ; Elle chevauchait Boubakar, se caressait le clito, criait *** bonheur alors que Boubakar lui tenait ses gros seins et lui embrassait le cou. Le couple transpirait ; ma femme ?tait ?puiser mais continuait de chevaucher *** ?talon. Cela dura bien 3omn avant que *** amant s'exclame devant la foule :
-Ou veut tu mon foutre Ang?la, du bon foutre africain, fertile ?
-T arrête pas r?pondit Ang?la, je t'en supplie, c'est si bon !!
-Ou le veut tu salope !!!
Et Ang?la cria devant tout le monde : Dans mon ventre, dans ma chatte. F?conde-moi !! tu es tellement meilleur que mon salop de mari !
Cach? derrière un mur j'?tais encore une fois humili? mais tjours excit?. Pensant être tout seul je d?fit mon pantalon pour mieux me branler
Je vis ma femme se faire remplir de sperme par *** amant, elle ne bougeait plus complètement ?puis?.
Boubakar ne debandait toujours pas ; c'etait incroyable alors que moi il me faut au moins 1 heure pour recharger les batteries. Toujours allong? sur le dos il dit à ma femme :
-T'en vas pas, on a pas fini ; il reste ton petit trou.
Sans aucune pr?paration ; Ang?la vint se percher sur cette poutre noire et s'enculer elle-meme, sans aucune preparation. Ca rentrait comme dans du beurre même si elle grima?ait un peu. Apres deux trois mouvements, notre cuistot lui dit devant l'assembl?e :
-Tu es trop sec, viens me sucer
Ang?la ne me surprenait plus quand elle vint sucer la bite tout juste sortie de *** cul ; alors que la mienne avec une capote est trop d?gueulasse pour elle. Allez comprendre...
Elle le su?ait avec d?vouement ; avec passion sur toute la longueur ; et vint s'enculer de nouveau sur le pieux. Elle le chevauchait ; elle criait devant tout le mo nde tout en ce caressant le clito. Que c'?tait bandant.. Alors que je me branlais, mon short a mes genoux, je senti 2 mains sur mes fesses ! En me retournant je d?couvris un black ?norme, au moins 2 mètres et 100kg e muscles, autant sa djellaba et exhiber une bite ?norme.
-Elle est bonne cette salope ; tu la connais ? Me demanda dit toujours en me tenant les fesses.
-Non, lui repondis-je.
Je n'osais pas bouger mais bandais toujours en voyant ma femme se faire enculer. La bite entière dans *** fion. Je sentis alors un doigt s'enfoncer dans mon sphincter et l'inconnu me dit à l'oreille :
-Bouge pas, vous etes tous pareils les blancs, vous ador?s vous faire enculer ; j'ai besoin d'un trou. Si tu cris, tout le monde viendra ici. Fait comme cette salope, ecarte les jambes, tu vas aimer.
Je ne sais pas pourquoi j'ai ob?is, mais aussit?t les jambes ?cart?es, je sentis *** gland ouvrir mon anus et après une l?gère pose, il enfon?a tout d'un coup jusqu'à la garde. J ai serr? les dents pour ne pas crier. Ca faisait mal mais après 5mn de mouvement, la douleur changea en plaisirs. Je prenais du plaisir a me faire enculer par un inconnu, tout en matant ma femme faire de même L'inconnu me d?fon?ait carement, alors que ma femme ?puis?e s'allongea sur la table alors que Boubakar dirigeait sa bite dans sa bouche.
-T as plus de salive salope ; ouvre la bouche.
Boubakar lui cracha plusieurs fois dans la bouche avant de remettre sa bite et lui enfoncer au fond de la gorge. Ensuite il revint se placer dans *** cul. Et après 10mn alors que je sentais l'inconnu se vider en moi, je vis Boubakar en faire de même dans le cul de ma femme.
Mo inconnu disparu aussi vite alors que Boubakar d?clara :
-C'est comme ?a qu'on accueille les femmes blanches comme toi en Afrique !! Tu as aim? ?
- Oui, merci pour ta punition ; c'est pas mon mari qui me baisera comme ca un jour.
Malgr? la douleur que je ressentais entre mes jambes, je couru à ma tente pour faire semblant de dormir avant le retour de ma femme.
Apres un certain temps, elle entra pour se coucher. Je lui fit juste remarquer qu'elle avait ?t? un peu longue et elle me r?pondit :
-Je sais, je me suis mise aux traditions africaines. Dommage que tu sois pas venu, il y avait du spectacle.
Si elle savait....
Le lendemain matin, nous dûmes traverser le village ; Ang?la me serait la main comme et alors que nous assistions une danse traditionnelle offerte par les habitants ; elle m'embrassa longuement. Je vis beaucoup de sourires sur les visages des hommes. Je passais pour un vrai cocu. Mais je ne retrouva pas l'homme qui m'avait encul?.

Au petit matin, alors que ma femme se préparait sous la tente, je partit faire un petit besoin et décidais de m'éloigner un peu pour cela. Alors que j'avais fini de faire mon bisness, Boubakar arriva et me parla :
-Voilà, je sais que tu nous observe moi et ta femme depuis le premier jour ; c'est une sacrée baiseuse tu sais. Elle ne sait pas que tu es au courant. Elle m'appartient maintenant, plus jamais tu pourras la faire jouir. Si tu veux sauver ton mariage, je te conseille de rien lui dire. De plus, a part-nous 3, per***ne le sait. Et les gens du village aussi hehehe. D'ailleurs j'ai appris que tu avais vraiment apprécié le spectacle hier et que tu t'es fais enculer comme ton petit bout de femme. Si tu veux que ni ta femme, ni le groupe le sache, il va falloir être très gentil avec moi.
-Tu veux quoi ? Répondis-je affolé. J'aimais toujours ma femme et voulais tout faire pour la garder. Il m'ordonna de descendre mon pantalon et de me mettre à 4 pattes.
J'obéis sans répondre à moitié humiliée et apeurée mais aussi excite de connaître les sensations de ma femme même si la taille de sa queue me faisait peur.
-Tu es comme ta femme, t'es même pas besoin d'être préparé !
Et sans prévenir il m'enfila sa longue et large tige dans mon anus. Malgré l'expérience de la veille, je ne pu m'empêcher de crier. Comment Angela pouvait prendre du plaisir avec un tel engin dans *** cul ! Elle qui arrivait à ce mettre les 25cm dans *** œillet. J'espérais que Boubakar s'arrête avant mais lorsque je sentis *** pubis contre mes fesses, je devinais qu'il m'avait tout enfilé ; Je me sentais déchiré, ça faisait trop mal surtout qu'il me chevaucha avec violence. Mais fur a mesure la douleur commença à diminuer pour se changer en plaisir et Boubakar s'en rendit compte lorsque je commença à gémir de plaisir. Cela dura bien 10 mn avant qu'il se retire de mon cul pour me présenter sa queue dans ma bouche. Je ne sais toujours pas pourquoi mais je la pris a pleine bouche sans qu'il ai besoin de me l'ordonner. Sa bite était sale, sentait fort mais je suçais la bite qui donnait tant de plaisir a ma femme. Il se remit derrière moi pour de nouveau me sodomiser tout en me disant :
- Décidément, je comprends que vous soyez ensemble ; tu suce comme ta femme et t'aime bien te faire défoncer la rondelle comme ta femme.
Je commençais à fatiguer et je souhaitais qu'il jouisse rapidement en moi mais il se retira de nouveau et m'ordonna de m'allonger.
-Oh! Mais tu bande mon petit, c'est vrai que ta bite est petite, je comprends ta femme. Elle ne pourra plus se passer de queues noires. J'ai pas fini avec toi. Branle toi et joui dans ta main, je veux voir ton foutre dans ta bouche ! Surtout t'avale pas avant que je te le dise !
Je branla et joui rapidement dans ma main. Je crois que je n'ai jamais joui autant de ma vie. Je lécha la paume de ma main et me rallongea en laissant la bouche ouverte pour lui montrer mon obéissance. Il dirigea sa bite sur mes lèvres et après deux-trois mouvements déchargea *** foutre tiède entre mes lèvres. La bouche pleine je m'apprêtai à avaler lorsqu'il me dit :
-Attend ouvre la bouche ! Et il me cracha dedans un énorme mollard !!
-Maintenant avale, je suis sure que tu aime mon cocktail. En tout cas ta femme aime.
J'avalais le tout et honte a moi chers lecteurs, j'ai aimé ça.
-Je te laisse, tu es un sacré coup comme ta femme. Ce soir après le dîner, ta femme va me rejoindre sous ma tente, après dix minutes tu nous rejoindras, t'auras une surprise. Tu as intérêt de venir ou je dis tout a ta femme !!
Toute la journée, j'eu du mal a marcher car j'avais un peu mal au cul. Même si j'avais aimé, j'étais presser que ce voyage se termine. Arrivé au camp la fin de soirée se passa normalement si je puisse dire car alors que je rejoignis ma tente après être parti prendre quelques photos du couché de soleil, j'entendis des bruits dans ma tente. Ma femme qui gémissait alors que Boubakar lui disait, tu peux crier salope ton mari n'est pas la, je l'ai vu partir avec *** appareil photo. Je vais jouir dans ton cul salope.
-Non s'il te plait, joui dans ma chatte. Elle est juste pour toi maintenant.
J'étais scotché sur place, ma femme qui ordonnait carrément de jouir dans *** utérus fertile.
Et après de long gémissement Boubakar lui dit :
-Je t'attends après le dîner. Ton mari est vraiment con de ne rien deviner.
- Il m'aime trop, c'est pour ca. Lui répondit Angéla.
Lors du repas, Michel, un homme de notre groupe, toujours près a sortir des blagues de cul, vint me voir :
-Dit donc qu'est ce que tu as mis à ta femme cette après midi, on l'entendait gémir de plaisir dans tout le campement. Tu as de la chance d'avoir une femme comme ça. Tout le monde sait qu'elle aime bien se faire enculer. On l as entendu réclamer ta bite dans *** cul. Tu l'as bien fait jouir si je peux me permettre.
-Je suis désolé, on essaiera d'être plus discret la prochaine fois.
S'il savait la vérité le pauvre. Le dîner fut spécial car c'était le dernier camps avant le retour sur Bamako. Apres le dessert des musiciens vinrent chanter mais je décidais de partir me coucher pour tromper le groupe et ma femme. Alors que je me couchais, Angéla vint me rejoindre pour changer d'habits ; elle troqua *** pantalon et sa polaire contre une robe africaine comme on en voit partout. A la seule différence qu'elle ne portait rien en dessous.
-Il fait trop chaud autour du feu chéri. Je serais mieux comme ça. Dommage que tu sois fatigué, je suis que le spectacle sera bien.
-Je n'en doute pas chéri ; lui repondis-je. Elle ne pensait pas si bien dire.
Comme convenue après dix minutes je ressorti pour me diriger vers la tente cuisine sans que le reste du groupe me voient.
Arrivée vers celle ci, je vis Boubakar dehors seul. Quel fut pas ma surprise ! Ou était donc Angéla ? Mon cuistot vient me chuchoter à l'oreille, rentre avec moi dans la tente et surtout ne fait pas de bruit, ta salope m'attend mais ne voit rien, je lui ai bandé les yeux. La tente était assez grande. Je vis ma femme allongée complètement nue sur une grande couverture ; les yeux bandés avec le cheche du cuistot. Celui-ci me fit signe de m'asseoir par terre a coté de ma femme.
-Je suis la salope, que veux tu ? Demanda Boubakar.
-Je veux faire l'amour avec toi. Répondit ma femme
-Comment, j'ai pas compris ?
-Baise-moi s'il te plait
-J'ai toujours pas compris ! Dépêche toi ou je pars
-Baise-moi, je veux sentir ta grosse bite de noire dans ma bouche !
-C'est tout ?
-Encule-moi !! Baise-moi !! Donne-moi ton sperme !!
-Pourquoi petite salope ? répondit Boubakar en me regardant
-Tu es le seul qui puisse me faire jouir !!
-Et ton mari ?
- Ta de la chance, t'as jamais vue ça queue ! Un vrai spaghetti !

*** amant, tout en souriant, me fit un clin d'œil.
-Je vais t'éclater tous les trous !! Avec ce que j'ai pris, je vais bander toute la nuit. Allonge-toi sur le ventre. Je vais t'éclater la rondelle.
D'où j'étais, je pouvais tout voir. Je voyais les mains noires écarter les fesses de ma femme et sa grosse bite noire perforer la rondelle d'Angéla Une fois le gland passé, Boubakar enfonça le reste d'un seul coup, sans même la préparer ou utiliser du lubrifiant.25 cm dans *** cul d'un seul coup. Ma femme gémissait de douleur.
-J'arrête, si tu veux !
-Non continu s'il te plait !
-Tu préfère quand c'est ton mari qui t'encule peut être !
-Il n'a pas le droit, mon cul t'appartient.
Et pendant au moins 20mn, ma femme se fit enculer devant mes yeux à *** insu. C'était même plus enculé mais plutôt défoncée. Elle qui avec moi ne parlait jamais pendant l'amour, ne cessait d'encourager Boubakar :
-Vas-y plus vite, accélère ! Je veux la sentir au fond. Encule-moi !!!
Angéla perdait tout contrôle d'elle, oubliant qu'elle était dans une tente, a 10 m seulement du groupe réuni autours du feu. Sa timidité était oubliée !!
Après cette longue chevauchée et alors que ma femme jouissait du cul, elle cria de toute sa voix.
-Encule-moi !!!
Sa voix ré***na dehors comme jamais ; Apres un court moment, Boubakar se cala au fond de *** cul et a *** tour dit :
-Je joui salope, prend ça dans ton cul !!!
Boubakar se retira de *** cul qui restait dilaté, refusant de se refermer, le foutre dégoulinant.
-Retourne toi salope, tu vas me nettoyer la queue.
Sa queue était recouverte de sperme et devait sûrement sentir la merde mais ce ne gênait pas Angéla qui ouvrit la bouche alors que *** amant s'allongea carrément sur elle pour mieux enfoncer sa bite dans sa bouche. Pendant une éternité, il lui baisa sa bouche, lui enfonçant la quasi-totalité de sa bite.
-C'est ça, suce moi salope, trait moi, tu vas l'avoir ton lait. Ouvre la bouche
Boubakar se retira pour lui craché plusieurs fois dans sa bouche :
-Ca sera plus facile pour toi maintenant, suce-moi !
Et il renfonça sa bite faisant des longs mouvements
-Oh je vais jouir, ouvre la bouche en grand !
Il ressortit sa bite bien raide pour la poser sur la commissure des lèvres de ma femme et me fit signe d'approcher. Et la je le vis décharger tout *** foutre dans la bouche d'Angéla. Alors qu'il lui remplissait la bouche, Boubakar ne cessait de me sourire, sûrement pour mieux m'humilier et fêter sa victoire.
-Tu préfère boire le jus de ton homme ?
-Je sais pas j'ai jamais goûté le sien, j'ai trop peur d'être dessus après toi.
Et encore une gentillesse pour moi !! Boubakar bandait toujours, c'était incroyable.
-Maintenant je vais m'occuper de ton minou mais avant, je vais appeler mon commis de cuisine, il n'a jamais vu une femme faire l'amour, il est homo je crois.
Boubakar fit semblant de l'appeler puis en me regardant dit :
-Te voilà petit, chut tais-toi le groupe pourrais nous entendre. Je vais te montrer comment baiser une femme. Je vais m'allonger et tu vas aider madame à se mettre sur ma bite. Fait pas de bruit *** mari pourrait entendre ! N'est ce pas Angéla ?
-Je m'en fou, je veux ta queue !!
Prend ma bite petit, tiens la droite pour que madame puisse s'asseoir dessus.
D'une main je tenais le brakmar de Boubakar et de l'autre dirigeait ma femme sur celle ci. J'avais la tête a 50cm de sa bite et je pouvais voir les lèvres de la foufoune de ma femme s'écarter pour mieux gober le pieux. Elle se laissa tomber dessus et dans un soupir dit :
-J aime ta bite plus que tout au monde, fait moi jouir !
Boubakar était allongé, ma femme lui tournait le dos, embrochée face à moi. Elle posait ses mains sur le torse de celui ci et c'est elle qui imprimait le mouvement
-Oh! J'aime ta queue, oui baise-moi. Jamais Greg m'a baisé comme tu le fais.
J'étais encore humilié mais le spectacle me faisait bander. Je pouvais admirer ma femme juste a quelques cm se faire baiser. Je bandais, je ne pu résister et sorti ma petite bite pour me branler. Boubakar le vit
-C'est ça petit déshabille-toi, enlève tout.
Je lui obéis sans dire un mot bien sur, me trouvant à mon tour nue devant ce couple illégitime ;
Alors que je me branlais ma femme se mit à jouir, s'allongeant *** dos contre la poitrine de Boubakar, qui lui, lui englobait sa grosse poitrine avec ses deux mains noires. Angéla cria :
-Oh je jouis !!!
-C'est ça joui ma salope !! Mais j'ai pas fini avec toi.
Sa bite était toujours dans sa chatte. Boubakar me regarda et dit :
-Petit suce-moi la bite.
Je la pris à pleine main pour l'extraire de la chatte de ma femme et me mis à la sucer. Elle était pleine de cyprine de ma femme. Je pris un réel plaisir a la sucer. Ma femme toujours allonger sur le ventre de *** amant, les jambes bien écartées. Tout en suçant, je pouvais voir sa chatte complètement ouverte. Boubakar m'interrompit dans ma tache :
-Tu suce encore mieux qu'Angéla ! Je vais jouir dans ta bouche.
-Non répondit ma femme, donne le moi !!
-Pourquoi ?
-Je veux ton jus dans ma chatte !
-Et ton mari ? Que vas t'il en penser ?
-Qu'il aille se faire foutre ! Donne-moi ton sperme !!
- Ok tes désirs ***t des ordres.
Comme Angéla ne pouvait bouger, elle demanda à Boubakar :
-Je ne vois rien aide moi stp
-Demande au petit, il se fera un plaisir de mettre ma bite dans ta chatte. Répondit Boubakar.
-Met moi la bite de ton chef dans ma chatte, vite !! stp
Ce que je fis avec empressement. Boubakar rajouta :
-Caresse-moi les couilles pendant que je féconde madame ! Et s'adressant à Angéla il dit : Si seulement ton mari voyait comment je te baise comme la salope que tu ais !! Comment je vais t'engrosser !
-C'est surs c 'est pas lui qui risque de me mettre enceinte. Seul toi me baise sans capote
-Je vais jouir salope, t 'ais surs de toi ?
-Ta gueule, donne-moi ton sperme !!! Jute dans ma chatte !! cria t-elle.
Je sentit les couilles vibrer entre mes doigts alors qu'il déchargeait tout dans la chatte de ma femme.
La bite toujours bandée ressortait pleine de sperme du sexe d'Angéla et Boubakar m'ordonna :
-Nettoie madame pour la rendre propre a *** mari ; n'oublie pas ma queue aussi.
Pour la première fois de ma vie je pouvais lécher le minou de ma femme. Même s'il était plein de sperme de *** amant, j'étais l'homme le plus heureux du monde. Lécher ma femme, un de mes fantasmes ; *** sexe était plein de sperme, que cela etait bon, je me découvris une passion pour le sperme.
Une fois sa chatte et la bite de *** amant propre sans une trace de sperme, Boubakar me voyant toujours bander m'autorisa à me branler et a jouir dans la bouche de ma femme. J'étais autorisé à jouir dans la bouche de ma femme par mon cocufieur !! Le comble. Sans rien dire Angéla ouvrit la bouche et je cracha mon jus dans celle ci. Je réalisais la moitié de mon second fantasme, jouir dans sa bouche ; mais elle ne m'avait pas sucé. Dommage
-C'est tout s'écria Angéla ! Tu éjacules 2 gouttes de spermes ; tu me rappelle mon mari !!
Boubakar la bite toujours au garde a vous dit :
-T'inquiète, tu vas en avoir mais faut que je m'occupe du petit. Repose toi pendant que je l'encule. Met toi a 4 pattes, petit et surtout pas de bruit, faut pas alerter le camp.
-Je veux voir dit Angéla
-Non ! Ordonna Boubakar, tiens-lui les mains pendant que je le baise.
Alors qu'Angéla me tenait les mains Boubakar se présenta derrière moi et sans attendre ou prévenir enfonça sa grosse bite en moi. Il savait que je ne pouvais rein dire sous peine d'être reconnu par ma femme. Le salop, il faisait exprès. Il ressortait sa bite pour mieux l'enfoncer encore plus vite. Il me limait sur toute la longueur. A ma façon je me vengeais de ma femme. Elle aussi était cocu. Boubakar ne me faisait pas l'amour, il ne me défonçait pas non ; Il me pulvérisait le cul. J'avais mal mais je me mordais les lèvres pour ne pas crier. Je crois que c 'est ce qui m'excitait le plus. Me faire enculer devant ma femme par *** amant.
-Tu aime ça lopette, te faire enculer. T 'es bien plus large que madame en tout cas.
Apres un long moment Boubakar se dégagea pour s'allonger sur le dos ; la bite dresser. Messieurs dame, je suis à vous, faite moi jouir avec vos bouches !
Sa bite était recouverte d'excréments mais ça ne repoussa pas ma femme qui bien qu'aveugle trouva immédiatement la bite de *** amant et la suça puis me la donna pour que je la suce. Apres ce l'avoir échanger plusieurs fois ; Boubakar avec ses mains me pris la tête pour me bloquer sur sa bite :
-Prend mon foutre mais n'avale pas !! Madame en veut aussi
Je garda tout le sperme dans ma bouche et me bancha au-dessus de la bouche d'Angéla pour tout lui recracher. Elle n'en perdra pas une goutte.
Boubakar avait perdu de *** pouvoir, il ne bandait qu'a moitié.
-Bon c'est l'heure de se coucher les enfants. S'exclama Boubakar.
-Non baise-moi encore stp Boubakar.
-Et ton mari ? Il va s'impatienter.
-Qu'il dorme ce petit con !
-Je veux bien te baiser encore mais faut que j'aille pisser.
-Ca tombe bien, moi aussi ; Répondit Angéla.
-Petit, vas te coucher !
Moi et Angéla, on a encore du travail.
Alors que je sorti dehors, je scruta ma montre, cela faisait 5 heures que Boubakar nous baisait ! Le camps était désert, tout le monde dormait. J'entendis sous la tente Angéla protester :
-Non, on peut pas sortir nue, tout le monde peut nous voir.
-Ecoute c'est notre dernier jours sous tente, si tu veux que je baise encore, on va pisser tous les deux nue et je vais t'enculer devant ta tente.

-Tu es fou ; mon mari va tout entendre ou quelqu'un d'autre.
-C'est ça ou rien ! A prendre ou a laisser comme vous dites en France. Libre a toi d'être discrète.
-D'accord, je t'aime. Répondit Angéla ; Mais au moins défait mon bandeau.
Je couru sous ma tente pour me coucher et faire semblant de dormir.
Je les entendit arriver 5mn après. Je ne compris pas ce que ma femme murmura mais elle ouvrit ma tente et se pencha pour chercher discrètement un truc dans ses affaires. D'un seul coup je la vis sursauter. Derrière elle, je devinais l'ombre de *** amant. Il l'enculait en levrette a moitié dans la tente.
-Non arrête pas ici chuchota ma femme
-Ok a demain alors, je pars !
-De toute façon il dort toujours avec des boulquiesses et un somnifère pendant les treks. Remet-la moi.
Sauf que ce soir, je ne dormais pas et n'avais rien pris pour cela.
Je devinais La longue bite enculer ma femme ; Boubakar debout derrière elle.
-T'aime te faire enculer devant ton mari !
-Tais toi baise-moi.
Aux vibrations je senti les deux jouir en même temps. Apres un instant de silence Angela lui murmura :
-A demain
-Non tu restes avec moi, tu m'as fais reprendre de l'aphrodisiaque. Je vais te baiser toute la nuit, t'abreuver de sperme.
-Pas ici alors répondit Angéla.
Elle sortit avec lui en refermant la tente discrètement. Apres même pas une minute je l'a réouvrit pour voir ou ils partaient. Je pensais les voir partir vers la tente cuisine mais stupeur je les vis au milieu du camp devant le feu de camps encore allumé ; Lui allongé et elle assis sur lui ; Alors qu 'elle se tenait les seins, je la voyais descendre et monter sur *** pieux. Elle se retira après un petit moment pour le sucer ; Elle devait sûrement boire sa dose de sperme.
Le couple s'allongea. Ils avaient l'air épuisés. Je décida de dormir aussi car j'étais aussi cramé. Je fut plusieurs fois réveiller par des cris ou des gémissements. J'entendit même une fois criée Angéla sans aucune discrétion :
-Encule moi c'est bon !!!
Au réveil je remarqua que ma femme n'était pas revenue. Elle avait découché pour la première fois de notre jeune couple ! En ouvrant la tente je la vis déjà réveiller dehors avec une tasse de café. Me levant j'allais la voir innocemment :
-T'étais ou chérie, J'étais inquiet.
-Je voulais dormir à la belle étoile pour notre dernière soirée de trek. Ca ne t'ennuie pas j'espère ?
-Oh non chérie, j'espère que tu as aimé.
Lors du petit déjeuner en groupe, nous ne vîmes pas Boubakar faire le service mais seulement *** commis. Le vraie cette fois ci.
Une des femmes fit remarquer l'absence de Boubakar et Michel répondit :
-C'est normal, on l'a entendu copuler toute la nuit. Il a même fini au coin du feu avec sa copine du soir ; malgres le soir j'aurais juré que sa copine est blanche.
Je regardai ma femme au même moment qui resta de marbre.
Apres le ptit dej, Michel vint me voir.
-Hé dit donc, je t'ai vu cette nuit toi aussi tu t'es fait plaisir avec ta femme, la baisé comme ça devant ta tente a la belle étoile. Ca doit être le pied.
Avec ses allusions, je me mit à bander aussitôt.

les toilette de l'hosto


Bonjour je me présente je m'appelle Maxime je vais vous raconter l'histoire qu'il m'est arrivé quand j'étais en rééducation dans un hôpital.

à l'époque ou se passe cette histoire j'avais 17 ans.
j'étais donc hospitalisé pendant 2 semaine pour de la rééducation et tout les après midi à 15h je descendais dans les toilettes à coté de la cafette jusqu'à 18h et je regardai des vidéos porno et lisais des histoire sur ce site, j'aimais aussi m'imaginer entrain de sucer une bite et d'avaler tout *** jus.

je me masturbais en espérant que per***ne ne m'entende, de temps à autre des per***nes essayaient de rentrer dans les toilettes que j'occupais: jusqu'au jour ou quelqu'un essaya d'entrer, puis je crus qu'il était parti et je continuais ma masturbation: lorsque j'entendis du bruit de l'autre coté de la porte, quelqu'un essayait d'enlever le verrou et au bout de 15 secondes il y parvint, rentra, reverouilla derrière lui, me regarda et me dit:
"alors on se masturbe petite tarlouze?"
"non pas du tout!!!" rétorquais je.
"Tu te moque de moi en plus" dit il tout en sortant sa queue de *** pantalon.
Elle mesurais au moins 16 cm et je ne pouvais m'empêcher de la regarder
"Allez suces!!" dit-il tout en tant mettant sa queue à l'entrée de ma bouche.
je reniflais sa queue, elle sentais le sperme et la pisse et ça m'excitait au plus haut point, je la pris en bouche et commençais à le sucer comme une salope en manque de bite, sa queue avait un goût salé et j'adorais ça, je la prenais bien au fond de ma gorge.
"Alors tu l'aimes ma queue?" me dit-il?
"Mmmh! Oui Elle est bonne ta grosse queue" disais-je
"Je savais que tu allais aimer espèce de salope" dit-il
"Oh oui!! je suis ta suceuse, ta grosse chienne!!" dis-je au bout de 5 min il me dit : "Aller tu va boire ma pisse! arrête de sucer et ouvre la bouche ! Tu as intérêt de tout avaler ou je te ferais bouffer ma merde sale pd !!"
il commença a uriner dans ma bouche sa avait un gout saler pas désagréable et tout en avalant sa pisse bien chaude je pousser des petit gémissement pour montrer que j'aimais sa.
c'est alors qu'il me retourna et m'enfonça *** pieu dans le cul
"Sa rentre comme dans du beurre petite lope t'aime te faire péter le cul par ma grosse queue?" dit-il.
"OHHH Oui j'adore sa continue, prend moi comme une chienne en chaleur ! Oh oui vas y laboure moi bien le fion" criait je.
"mmmh je vais pas tarder a lâcher la sauce alors resuce moi" dit il.
il retirais sa bite de mon cul elle été plein de merde car je ne m'étais pas fait de lavement.
Je la prenais en bouche malgré ça et lui nettoyais sa bite, le gout de ma merde sur sa bite n'étais pas si désagréable que sa finalement.

je le suçais de plus en plus vite je sentais qu'il allait jouir.
"Allez donnes moi ton bon nectar!! DONNES MOI TON SPERME!!!" criais-je
"Tu veux du jus?" demanda t-il
"Oh oui je veux te boire!! je vais tout avaler !!" dit je
"Alors tient sale chien" dit il tout en m'éjaculant dans la bouche.
je recevais au moins 8 bonnes giclées de sperme bien goûteux et épais dans ma bouche, je le savourais et enfin j'avalais tout.
"alors c'était bon?" me dit il
"Délicieux" répondit je

Voila et j'ai été *** vide couille toute la dernière semaine d'hospitalisation.
j'avais tout les jour le droit à ma bonne rasade de foutre.

L'histoire avec boubakar et *** commis est assez ancienne, là c'est la version "fautes d'orthographe"?

je dirais plus une traduction ... ces tu possible ?

Dressage d'une chienne
Tout avait commencé par un simple échange de photos. Anaïs et moi nous étions rencontrés par internet, et le hasard faisant bien les choses de temps à autre, nous avons immédiatement accroché. Elle me confia qu'elle cherchait depuis longtemps un homme qui lui permette d'assouvir ses fantasmes, mais que jusqu'à présent, ils se montraient faible et peu entreprenant. Je lui demandai alors ce qu'elle attendait réellement d'un homme.

-Qu'il me traite comme sa femelle, que je sois réduite à l'état de chose, juste pour *** bon plaisir.

-Autrement dit, tu aimes être soumise et te sentir traitée comme telle

-Oui, j'ai énormément d'envie sexuelles, mais ce qui m'excite encore plus c'est qu'on me les impose. J'aimerai pouvoir me sentir comme une chienne, une chienne docile.

-J'ai toujours adoré les animaux : )

-Alors pourquoi ne pas m'adopter ? Je suis sans maitre depuis trop longtemps...

-Hum...pourquoi pas...Mais tu es consciente que tout ****** a besoin d'une période de dressage ?

-Je ferai tout ce que vous m'imposerez...Maître...

Mon corps fut immédiatement parcouru d'un fris*** en lisant ce mot. Depuis trop longtemps je n'avais pas eu de soumise à mes pieds, et cela me manquait atrocement. La simple lecture de ce mot m'électrisa.
-Entendu, alors je te donne une heure pour m'envoyer des photos de toi. Laisse libre court à ton imagination, sois provocante et impudique.

-Oui, maître.
21h15 – Plus qu'à prendre mon mal en patience pendant une heure. Et voir si elle osera aller suffisamment loin pour que ça m'intéresse.
-Je suis là maître.

-Bien, tu es ponctuelle, c'est déjà un début. Envoie-moi tes photos.
Je reçois le dossier et l'ouvre. Je souris en regardant la première photo. A genou par terre, jambe écartée et mains derrière le dos, ma chienne me tourne le dos en cambrant bien ses fesses. A première vue jambes fines et jolies fesses rebondies. Elle a la peau claire et des cheveux auburn qui lui retombent en crolles le long du dos. La deuxième est plus explicite, gros plan sur *** entrejambe qu'elle feint de cacher d'une main. Elle montre juste assez pour montrer qu'elle est lisse et jeune. La suivante est une photo de *** décolleté, pris de dessus. A vue de nez du 90D et des seins ronds. Je n'ai toujours pas vu *** visage mais je le devine fin avec une expression feinte de candeur. Elle avait fait exprès de garder le meilleur pour la fin...A quatre pattes, gros plan sur ses fesses qu'elle écarte de ses mains. Au feutre noir on peut lire le mot Slut écrit en bas de ses reins, et du foutre lui coule dans le bas du dos et le long de sa raie.
-Cela vous plait maître ?

-Oui, ce n'est pas mal, mais dis-moi qui t'a giclé sur le dos ?

-Mon voisin de palier maître, j'ai pensé que cela vous plairait.

-Bonne initiative. Veux-tu commencer ton dressage au plus tôt ?

-Dès que vous le souhaitez, je suis à votre disposition.

-Très bien, alors demain 20h30, je t'envoie l'adresse. Interdiction de porter un soutien-gorge, string, jupe courte et bottes hautes.

-Oui maître.

-Tu vas aller te coucher maintenant et penser à tout ce que tu vas pouvoir subir pendant ton dressage, mais interdiction de te toucher, c'est bien clair ?

-Oui maître, j'obéis.

-Alors bonne nuit, petite chienne.

-Merci Maître...
Je la guette en bas des escaliers, caché dans un recoin. Elle apparait enfin. Je n'ai aucun mal à la reconnaitre, ses longues jambes fines la trahissent. Elle passe devant moi sans me voir et ***ne à ma porte. Je m'avance discrètement derrière elle et la colle *********** contre moi. Elle pousse un petit cri de surprise, mais ne cherche pas à se débattre.

-Ne bouge pas, lui soufflais-je.

Je sors un foulard noir de ma poche et je le noue autour de sa tête afin de lui bander les yeux. Je pousse la porte et la fait entrer en la guidant par les hanches. Elle reste droite, immobile, attendant les ordres. Je la fais languir, je la détaille du regard. Elle porte de longues bottes en cuir noir et une jupe très courte à volants. *** chemisier fin et moulant laisse deviner ses seins nus en dessous. *** visage est tel que je l'imaginais, fin, des lèvres fines et des tâches de rousseur sur le nez. Ne me reste que ses yeux à découvrir. Je pose mes mains sur ses épaules et la ***** à se mettre à genoux, adossée à la porte. Je déboutonne mon jean et sors ma queue que je lui passe contre la joue. Aussitôt, sa bouche me cherche.

-Tututut, une bonne chienne doit réclamer avant d'avoir sa friandise.

-Est-ce que je peux vous sucer, maître ?

-Une bonne chienne ne parle pas, elle suce les boules de *** maître avant d'avoir le droit à sa queue.
Aussitôt, elle penche la tête et commence à sucer mes couilles. Je les rase toujours, et elle semble apprécier de les prendre dans sa bouche.

-Elles ***t lisses maitre, c'est agréable.

-Ta gueule je t'ai dit.

Elle trésaille sous la rebuffade mais continue *** travail. Elle suce, les tète avec application. J'ai envie de prendre sa gorge. Je lui fais redresser la tête.

-Ouvre ta bouche en grand.

Elle obéit.

Je fais glisser ma queue entre ses lèvres bien ouvertes. Elle se referme sur moi. Lentement, elle commence de petit va-et-vient avec sa bouche. Je sens sa langue qui s'enroule autour de mon gland. Elle a de l'expérience, mais ça ne me suffit pas. Je l'attrape derrière la tête en agrippant ses cheveux, et mon autre main vient lui saisir la gorge. Je m'enfonce brusquement au fond de sa gorge. Elle essaye de se retirer, mais elle est bloquée par mes mains, et de toute façon, par la porte. Je la maintiens quelques secondes dans cette position et elle s'habitue peu à peu. Puis je commence mes allers-retours au fond de sa gorge. Je sens sa salive qui lui coule sur le menton et sur ses vêtements. Je retire ma queue de sa bouche, un flot de salive coule de sa bouche et vient s'écraser par terre. Elle halète. Je ne lui laisse pas de répit et je reprends sa gorge aussitôt.

-Tu vas avoir ta friandise petite chienne. Garde tout en bouche.

J'enfonce ma bite au plus profond de sa gorge et je jouis violemment. Surexcité par cette rencontre, les jets de foutre ne semblent jamais vouloir s'arrêter. Enfin vidé, je me retire doucement.

-Montre-moi.

Elle ouvre la bouche et me montre sa langue couverte de sperme.

-C'est bien, maintenant avale et remercie moi.

Elle déglutit et comble de la salope, se lécha les lèvres.

-Merci maitre de m'avoir juté dans la bouche. J'aime votre goût.

-C'est bien tu es obéissante, on va peut-être pouvoir faire quelque chose de toi. Viens par ici.
Je l'aide à se relever et l'emmène au milieu du salon.

-A genoux, mains derrière le dos.

Elle obtempère aussitôt. Je passe derrière elle, et lui retire *** foulard.

-Tu n'as pas honte de te livrer ainsi comme une petite pute devant un parfait inconnu? De t'exhiber comme une chienne en châleur?

-Si maître...

-Mais ça te plaît on dirait...

-Beaucoup maître...Je suis trempée...Mais vous m'avez interdit de me toucher...

-Baisse les yeux.

Je m'avance devant elle. La seule chose qu'elle connait de moi ***t mes pieds et le bas de mon jean. Je la sens vraiment chienne, soumise à tous mes désirs.

-Regarde-moi.

Elle lève timidement les yeux vers moi. Des yeux verts et doux, un regard docile. Je m'assois dans un fauteuil.

-Lève-toi et déshabille-toi.

Elle se redresse et commence à se dévêtir. Lentement et sensuellement. Elle me tourne le dos en déboutonnant *** chemisier, et me lance un regard coquin par-dessus *** épaule. Le vêtement glisse le long de ses épaules et tombe par terre. Elle se retourne vers moi, cachant ses seins avec ses bras, prenant un air innoncent qui méritera une correction. Elle se retourne de nouveau et se penche en avant en faisant glisser sa jupe. Gros plan sur *** petit string ficelle noir. *** cul est décidémnt magnifique. Face à moi, elle garde une main sur *** intimité.

-Viens-là.

Elle s'approche timidement de moi. Je l'attrape par le bras et je la fais tomber à plat ventre sur mes genoux.

-Tu apprendras que je n'aime pas la provocation délibérée.

Je commence à lui asséner des claques sur les fesses. Elle encaisses sans broncher. Je claque encore et encore, jusqu'à ce que *** cul devienne rouge. Ma main glisse vers *** intimité. Je sens le string complètement détrempé.

-On dirait que tu aimes te faire corriger?

-Oui maître, j'obéis, faites ce que vous voulez...

-Tu vois la porte là-bas, c'est celle de ma chambre. Il y a quelque chose sur le lit pour toi, va le chercher et rapporte-le moi.

Elle se redresse et se dirige vers ma chambre.

-Non, tu es une chienne, n'oublie pas ou je devrais te punir de nouveau.

Elle s'arrête net. Puis comprenant, elle se met à quatre pattes et marche lentement vers la porte, en ondulant du cul. Décidément, je suis tombé sur une vrai salope. Elle revient un instant après et me ramène le collier et le martinet que j'avais posé sur le lit. Prise au jeu, elle me les ramène entre ses dents.

-Et bien, ma petite chienne veut faire une promenade?

Pour toute réponse, elle lâche les ustensiles sur mes genoux, et pose sa tête sur mes cuisses, attendant les ordres.
-Remonte tes cheveux.
Docile, elle remonta ses cheveux sur sa nuque; Je lui passai le collier autour du cou, et y attacha la laisse. Je pris le martinet et me levai.
-Suis-moi.
Elle me suivit, marchant à quatre pattes à côté de moi. Je l'emmenai dans la chambre.
-A quatre pattes sur le lit, cambrée.
Elle obéit et applatit *** buste sur le lit pour bien tendre ses fesses. Je levai le martinet et lui assénai quelques coups rapides sur le cul. J'attrapai un tube de lubrifiant et enduit légèrement mes doigts.
-Ecarte tes fesses avec tes mains.
Elle s'empressa d'écarter ses lobes, et je tirai de côté la ficelle de *** string. J'enfonçai brusquement un doigt dans *** cul. Elle trésaillit légèrement mais ne se retira pas. Je le tournai lentement, le sortit, puis le rerentrait. J'en ajoutai un deuxième. *** cul commençait à s'ouvrir. Je retirai mes doigts et lui fourrai dans la bouche. Elle lécha avec application. Je sortis un plug du tiroir, et lui enfonçais jusqu'à la garde. Elle encaissa sans broncher.
-Assieds-toi et écarte les cuisses.
Je sorti un vibromasseur et lui insérai dans la chatte à pleine puissance avant de remettre le string en place. Puis j'attachai la laisse au bois de lit, et lui entravait les poignets de menottes, derrière le dos.
-J'ai un diner important ce soir, enfin, plus important qu'un objet ou qu'une sale chienne. Je reviens dans deux heures, ne t'inquiète pas, ton jouet a une autonomie de plusieurs heures.
Elle me regarda et me lança un sourire provocant. D'un regard froid je lui collai aussitôt un baillon boule dans la bouche. Avant de partir, je jetai un dernier coup d'oeil à ma victime. Elel qui voulait être chienne, elle avait déjà perdu beaucoup de sa superbe.

Vision d'Anaïs...

Mon maître était parti depuis longtemps. J'étais un peu engourdie, et les vibrations qui s'insinuaient en moi étaient un supplice. J'avais envie de me toucher, qu'on me baise violemment, mais j'étais entravée et incapable de bouger. J'avais bavé comme une folle à cause du baillon, ma salive coulait sur mes seins qui brillaient désormais. Je me sentais sale, humiliée. Mais j'étais tellement excitée...Je rêvais du moment ou mon maître me prendrais, me possèderai enfin.
J'entendis le bruit d'une clé dans la serrure, et la porte s'ouvrir. Bientôt, mon maitre apaprut dans l'encadrement de la porte, et il rit en me voyant.
-Brave petite chienne, me dit-il. Tu n'as pas bougé d'un pouce.
Comme si je pouvais...Il libéra mes mains, mais me laissa la laisse et le baillon, et me remit le foulard. De nouveau dans le noir, je suivis ces gestes. Il me retourna et me mis à quatre pattes.
-Tu as envie que je te fourre petite chienne?
J'acquiesçai vivement. Je ne rêvais que de ça! J'entendis des vêtements tomber à terre, et ses doigts écarter mon string. Il tira d'un coup sec sur le vibro, m'arrachant un cri étouffé apr le baillon.
-Tu es détrempée pauvre petite chienne en chaleur, tu as bien besoin d'un coup de bite pour te calmer...
Je sentis *** poids sur le lit, et *** gland se frotter sur mon intimité. Il me pénétra d'un coup, violemment. Je tremblai de désir et de fièvre. Il commença à me limer sans ménagement, m'arranchant des gémissements à peine audibles. Ses mains s'abattaient sur mes fesses dans de grandes claques qui me faisait jouir comme une folle tandis qu'il me trait de pute, de salope en rut, et j'en passe...La vulgarité à mon égard pendant le sexe m'a toujours fait beaucoup d'effet.
-Tu aimerais sucer ton maitre petite chienne?
Je fis un signe de tête affirmatif, pour montrer mon obéissance. Je sentis ses mains qui me libéraient de mon baillon, mais les coups de butoirs dans ma chatte ne s'arrêtèrent pas pour autant. Je mis une fraction de seconde à comprendre. Ce n'est pas mon maître qui me baisait depuis tout à l'heure! Je n'eu aps le temps de prononcer un mot que la queue de mon maitre s'engouffra dans ma bouche. Je me sentis partir. Je ne me sentais plus femme, mais objet, chienne qu'on bourrait pour le seul plaisir des hommes. La queue sortit de ma chatte en même temps que celle de mon maitre quitta ma bouche. Une grande giclée de foutre s'écrasa sur mes fesses, mon dos, ma nuque. Mon maitre ne tarda pas non plus et jouis longuement sur mes joues et mes cheveux. Il retira mon foulard, et je jetai un coup d'oeil en arrière. Mais l'homme s'était déjà éclipsé.
-Alors, quelle impression ça fait de se faire baiser par un inconnu à *** insu? ricanna t-il. C'était bon petite pute? Tu as aimé?
-Oui maître...soufflai-je.
-Allez on va te netoyer maintenant, tu es vraiment une sale petite chienne.
Il dénoua ma laisse et m'entraina derrière lui dans la salle de bain. Il retira mon string et mes bottes, et me fit mettre debout dans la baignoire.
-Je te laisse te laver seule. Interdiction de te toucher toujours, et interdiction de retirer ton plug, me dit-il.
Et il claqua la porte derrière lui. Je tremblai. Non pas de peur mais de désir. Je ne sentais plus mes jambes, et allumer l'eau me prit quelques minutes. Quand je me jugeai plus présentable, j'appelai mon maître et lui demandai si j'avais la permission de sortir chercher mon sac. Il me fit sortir nue. Je filai en vitesse récupérer mon sac dans l'entrée et regagnai la salle de bain. Je voulai me faire provocante pour lui ce soir. Je remis mes bottes, ainsi qu'une petite robe noire achetée pour l'occasion. Très courte, on voyait tout mon cul lorsque je me penchai en avant. Elle était dénudée dans le dos, et ajournée sur le ventre. Le tissu qui cachait mes seins était juste suffisant pour cacher mes tétons, laissant apparent tout le galbe de ma poitrine. Je me regardai dans le miroir et je me souris. Je me trouvai jolie et désirable. Je sortis de la salle de bain et allait rejoindre mon maître.

Je parle...

Anaïs me rejoignit dans le salon. Je me retournai pour la contempler, elle savait se mettre en valeur la chienne! Elle sourit devant mon regard. Provocante avec ça...
-Puisque tu t'es habillée convenablement, tu vas avoir l'honneur de diner à table ce soir, lui dis-je.
-Merci maître, vous m'honorez.
-Ne fais pas trop la fière, je saurai te rappeler ton rang bien assez tôt! Allons viens t'asseoir.
Je tirai sa chaise et lui désigna sa place. Je lui remis aussitôt mon collier de chienne autour du cou. Je n'avais de cesse de la dévorer des yeux tout le long du diner, elle était extrêmement désirable. Je me levai.
-Va faire la vaisselle et rejoins moi après.
A peine revenue, je la forçai à me rejoindre à quatre pattes. Avec la robe qu'elle portait, on voyait tout *** cul, c'était délicieux. On devinait le plug qui pointait à travers le string. Je m'essayai confortablement dans le canapé et mis un film. Elle se plaça à mes pieds, attendant les ordres. Je savais qu'elle brûlait de désir pour moi, désir réciproque, mais je savais qu'en la faisant languir, ce n'en serait que plus bon. Pour mettre un peu de piment à *** supplice, je me mis totalement nu. Elle ne cessait de me jeter des regards implorants auxquels je ne prêtai même pas attention.
Au bout d'un moment je ne pu résister davantage. J'empoignai ses cheveux et plaquai sa tête entre mes cuisses, la forçant à me lécher les couilles et le cul, tandis que je me caressais. Elle se mit à la tâche avec vigueur, comme si elle n'attendait que ça. Quand je me sentis venir, je tirai ses cheveux en arrière et lui fourrai ma queue en pleine bouche, qu'elle avala d'un seul coup. Sa langue caressait mes couilles tandis que sa gorge massait mon gland. C'était délicieux, et elle y prenait plaisir, à en juger par ses gémissement de petite chienne. Je me retirai de sa bouche et la fis s'allonger sur le canapé. J'arrachai *** string, et lui écartai les jambes brusquement. Enduisant mes doigts de sa mouille, je fis pénétrer un doigt, puis deux, puis trois dans sa chatte. Elle se cambrait sous les ondes de plaisir. Je la sentis s'ouvrir comme une fleur sous mes doigts, et lui massant le clitoris de ma main libre, j'introduisis le reste de mes doigts. J'accentuai mes va-et-vient poussant chaque fois un peu plus loin. Puis violemment, je forçais l'entrée de sa chatte et mon poing entier disparut dans sa fente ouverte. Elle poussa un cri mais ne s'écarta pas. Je me mis à masser *** intérieur et elle hurla *** plaisir. Un jet de mouille puissant s'échappa et s'écrasa sur mon bras et ses cuisses. Je retirai mes doigts et la fit mettre à genoux. Je lui tendis ma main et elle la lécha consciencieusement jusqu'à la rendre bien propre.
-Allez viens ma chienne, on va faire un tour, dis-je en ricanant.
Tirant sur la laisse, je l'emmenai vers la chambre. Je la fis s'arrêter sur le palier, passait derrière elle et retirait le plug doucement. *** cul s'ouvrit sous *** passage.
-Resserres tes jambes et cambres-toi!
Elle obéit. Elle offrait un spectacle réjouissant...Je me mis au-dessus d'elle, pointai mon gland sur *** cul, et la pénétrai d'un seul coup, jusqu'à la garde. Elle cria sous le coup, mais je commençait mes allers-retours sans y faire attention. Je la limai, lui défonçant le cul à chaque coup, je la vis se caresser la chatte en même temps et ne l'en empêchai pas.
-Tu as vraiment un bon cul, il a été créé spécialement pour être puni!
-Oui maître, allez-y, je suis à vous!
-Tu aimes ça? Que je t'encule?
-Oui maître...
-Dis-le moi!
-J'aime quand vous m'enculez maître, j'aime que vous me défonciez le cul !
Je me sentis venir, et la tira par le bras pour la mettre à genoux.
-Ouvre ta gueule!
Elle ouvrit la bouche et tira la langue. Je jouis sur *** visage, aspergeant ses joues, *** nez et ses lèvres de mon foutre. Puis je lui fis nettoyer ma bite jusqu'à ce qu'elle ressorte bien propre de sa bouche de chienne. Je la congédiai et l'envoyai à la douche. Elle revint quelques minutes plus tard dans la chambre. Je la fis s'allonger à côté de moi, attachait sa laisse au lit et lui remis *** plug, avant de la laisser s'endormir...