les histoires de chrislebo

Se foutant carrément des ses jérémiades, il lui répondait sèchement :
- Une grosse salope comme toi, ça finit bien comme ça, non ?
Et en s'adressant à *** comparse :
- Mords-lui les seins à cette garce, elle adore cela !
Jocelyn ne lui mordit pas les seins mais s'empara des tétons et les fit rouler entre ses doigts !
- Aïe, tu me fais mal, gémissait-elle !!!
- Tu n'as rien à dire salope !
Et là, elle sentit la bite de Patrice se glisser dans *** cul qui la maintenait fermement par les hanches :
- Aaaaaahhhhh.....
Patrice commençait à limer Virginie dont les cris se transformaient en plaintes :
- Han... Aie... Ho... Elle est trop... Han... grosse
- Tu veux toujours que j'arrête ?
- ... Han... Ho... c'est...
- C'est quoi
- C'est bizarre... j'ai... han... encore mal... mais c'est bon en... Ho... même temps
- Alors on continue ?
- ...oui... vas-y ... continue
Il accélérait la cadence. Virginie ne bronchait plus, ses grosses mamelles s'agitaient dans tous les sens, totalement abandonnée à cette pénétration forcée...
- Oui... je sens que ça vient... Oh oui... Je... Oh oui... je jouis.... Ahhhhhhhhh....
Des mains la tenant fermement ses hanches et la queue de Patrice enfouie au plus profond de ses boyaux, Virginie sentit *** cul se remplir de foutre par saccades...
Ils restèrent dans cette position d'accouplement bestial, le temps que la bite se rétracte. Et vu la quantité de sperme qu'elle venait de se prendre dans le fondement, la bite de *** sodomiseur fut expulsé de ses fesses faisant un bruit de succion, lui arrachant un dernier râle.

Virginie n'en pouvait plus, ses cheveux lui collaient au visage et des gouttes de sueur lui perlaient la peau. Elle pensait que *** calvaire était fini et n'espérait qu'une chose : rejoindre Simon.
Machinalement elle voulut se rhabillée mais c'était sans compter l'appétit sexuel de Jocelyn qui lui attrapait la main pour la poser sur *** sexe en érection :
- Tu ne vas pas me laisser ainsi, grosse salope ?
- Nooon... c'est pas vrai... j'en peux plus moi et...
- ...et quoi ? Patrice a eu droit à ton cul et moi pas, ce n'est pas correct de ta part ! Alors tu vas devoir assumer, ma petite pute !!!

Patrice, dont le sexe avait à peine débandé comme s'il n'avait plus baisé depuis un mois, se coucha sur le carrelage.
Jocelyn l'empoigna aux épaules, la guidant fermement vers *** collègue. Obéissante, Virginie vint enfourcher *** dernier baiseur, enserrant ses cuisses. Elle descendit lentement sur le pieu de chair, s'ajustant à lui, éveillant en elle une nouvelle sensation en atteignant des zones plus que sensibles.
- Jusqu'à la garde, cette fois, tu vois ...
Tout à coup elle voulut connaître pleinement le contact de sa peau, elle se pencha, sa grosse poitrine s'écrasa doucement sur celle de Patrice, avant de reprendre le lent mouvement de ses hanches.
Virginie avait complètement oublié Jocelyn. Elle perçut plus qu'elle ne vit *** mouvement les contournant mais sentit ses genoux forçant l'espace entre les siens et ceux de l'autre comparse.
- Tiens-la bien ! Je vais me faire *** joli p'tit cul...
Virginie eut un bref sursaut, mais Patrice l'enserra étroitement entre ses bras, d'une main ferme sur le bas de *** dos il la plaqua.
Le black posa ses deux mains sur ses fesses, les écarta. Virginie empoigna fermement les épaules de l'autre homme.
Elle sentit la chair dure au contact de sa peau, hésitant un bref instant, trouvant l'ouverture.
- Doucement... souffla la brunette.
- Ne me fais pas trop mal, mais surtout, va jusqu'au bout, ajouta-t-elle en pensée.
Il pesa sur elle, se frayant *** chemin.
Virginie gémit, il s'immobilisa, attendit que la tension de *** corps s'atténue, puis s'aidant de tout *** poids, il finit sa pénétration, écrasant sa chair sous *** ventre dur. Puis il prit ses hanches à deux mains, entreprit de leur imprimer un lent mouvement qu'il accompagna, la faisant glisser sur le sexe de *** compagnon.
Virginie posa sa tête sur la poitrine de Patrice, ferma les yeux, se détendit complètement.
- A vous, messieurs, pensait-elle, je ne peux rien faire de plus pour vous...
Les deux hommes perçurent *** relâchement. Celui sous elle, jusque là immobile, commença à bouger, chacun des ses mouvement la faisant s'empaler sur l'autre, qui très vite accorda *** rythme, tous deux se renvoyant *** bassin en cadence, avec lenteur.
Virginie comprit qu'ils la ménageaient. Mais ce n'était plus ce qu'elle voulait.
- Plus fort... gémissait-t-elle.
Elle sentit les mains de l'homme du dessus, se crisper sur ses hanches, à la limite de la douleur. Puis il lui administra un coup de boutoir qui lui arracha un jappement de surprise et de douleur :
- Aïïïïeeeee......doucement.....vous êtes fou.....
Reprenant ensuite *** mouvement, mais cette fois sans retenue, le black répondit comme un écho :
- Oui, on est fou de gros cul de bourge !!!
Lequel lui donnait le plus de plaisir ? Totalement abandonnée, insouciante de la sueur qui ruisselait de *** corps, Virginie n'en savait rien, les vagues de sensations s'entrechoquaient en elle, elle percevait les moindres frémissements, les moindres vibrations de ses partenaires, elle avait l'étrange sensation que leurs deux sexes se touchaient en elle, *** bassin devenu un seul réceptacle de plaisir pour trois.
A nouveau, elle agrippa les épaules de l'homme sous elle. Elle ne voulait pas jouir si vite, ni surtout qu'ils en terminent si vite avec elle, elle se sentait bien, pleine et entière. Elle voulut entraver leur mouvement, ralentir le rythme qu'ils lui imposaient, mais n'y parvint pas, leur désir maintenant sauvage, leur ***** ne le permettait pas. Elle renonça, se laissa aller.
- Tu es serrée du cul...Ton mari ne te baise jamais par là, lui demandait Jocelyn ?
- ...
- Je suis sûr qu'elle en a envie, je me trompe salope ?
- Non, réussit-elle à répondre entre deux gémissements.
- Alors, dis-moi ce que tu la veux par là !
- Hum... oui... vas-y...
- Non ! Mieux que ça !
- Aaaaaaaaaah... encule-mooooooooooi ! Mets-toi taaaaaaaa biiiiiiiiiiiiiitte dans le
cuuuuuuuuul ! ouiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii salaud vas-y, vas-y, vas-yyyyyyyyyyyyy !!!

- Voilà, c'est mieux... alors, puisque tu le demandes, tiens ! Prends-ça !
Il poussa d'un coup et s'enfonça entièrement entre les fesses de la femme qui ne peut retenir un cri, à la fois de douleur et de plaisir.
Il entama de lents mais profonds va et vient et Virginie, presque habituée à la présence de cette barre de chair dans *** cul, l'encouragea :
- Ahhhhh.....ouiiiii ! C'est boooon ! J'aime ta queue dans mon cul... prends-moi bien !
Elle sentit l'orgasme monter, une vague sauvage, irrésistible. Le déferlement la fit crier, une longue expiration suivie d'un hoquet, ses propres battements, la violence de la décharge des deux hommes, lequel avait commencé, lequel finissait ? *** corps n'était plus qu'un réceptacle de pulsations, les siennes amplifiées par celles des deux hommes.
- Ooooohhhhh ..... ouiiiii ..... !
- Tu aimes qu'on te baise le cul ?
- Ouiiiii... c'est booooon... vas-yyyyy ..... , encule-moi fort !
Virginie savoura jusqu'à l'ultime onde de plaisir, avant que leurs sexes ne glissent hors d'elle, la privant de leur unité, la réalité revenait, les bruits, l'odeur forte de leurs corps en sueur, la chaleur, le poids de l'homme sur *** dos.
Lorsqu'elle rouvrit les yeux, elle eut un sursaut, amorti par la masse des deux hommes.
Sans attendre, les deux hommes se rhabillèrent et quittèrent les toilettes rapidement sans même qu'elle s'en aperçoive.
Virginie gisait sur le carrelage, pantelante, le corps en sueur, sa chatte et *** anus dégoulinant du sperme de ses amants.
Le cœur cognant fortement dans la poitrine, elle se crut mourir. Puis après un long moment, Virginie se ressaisissait doucement et se relevait en vacillant.
Après s'être rhabillée comme elle pouvait, la jeune femme se dirigeait en titubant vers la sortie. Elle était à la fois ivre du plaisir et prise de colère d'avoir trompé *** compagnon en se comportant comme une vulgaire pute.
Bien sûr, per***ne se fût au courant de cette aventure et surtout pas *** mari, même si en la voyant revenir dans la salle, il trouvait que Virginie n'était plus la même...

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My Wife Becomes Whore to a Gang

My wife Michelle is a high powered lawyer in our town, which is a medium sized Midwestern city. We've been married for about 22 years. About 3 years ago we were in a bit of a doldrums and I decided to spice things up by renting a room at a sex motel in the seedier side of town. The motel was one with themed rooms and Jacuzzis. To my surprise Michelle dressed the part of a slut, wearing a short skirt and high heels and a tight top. She insisted in going into the office to get the key, shaking her ass the whole way in and out and drawing some leers from a few guys who were hanging around outside. Once in the room she confided in me that for the last few years she was having a reoccurring fantasy of becoming a whore.

Michelle is a blonde of medium height. She has fantastic natural 36 DDs and beautiful wide areolas with sexy little bumps surrounding her nipples which get very hard when she is aroused. She also has a great ass which got a little bigger when she turned 40, but which looks great in sexy tight shorts or skirts.

A few months ago Michelle found a local college bar in the small town next to ours. She wanted to dress up as a slut and go in the bar and flirt with the college guys. I asked her how far she wanted to go?

"I don't know. Maybe let a few boys buy me ******, rub my leg against them. Let them grab my ass when we dance. If I'm turned on maybe I'll grind the guy a bit. A little light making out and then we can go home and fuck like crazy."

I had to admit that the thought of seeing her be a slutty older tramp and get pawed by horny college guys turned me on a bit, as long as it didn't go too far.

On the night in question we drove to the bar and I dropped her off and watched her shake her ass in her 4 inch red heels as she swayed into the bar. She was wearing a small jean skirt and a black tube top that showed off her fantastic tits.

I walked in a few minutes later and grabbed a table by the bar with a good view. She was already talking to a few guys with a ***** and cigarette in her hand. I watched her smile and laugh and rub her nails lightly over the arm of one of the college guys. A few minutes later they were on the dance floor as planned and when a slow dance started she snuggled into his arms and I watched his hand rub the small of her back for a few seconds before it disappeared beneath her skirt. Meanwhile she was staring intently into the eyes of her new friend before they kissed. First lightly and then more deeply.

The song ended and Michelle swayed back over to the table with her friend. The bartender walked over and asked me if I wanted another beer.

"I see you've been watching that slutty milf."

I nodded.

"Well see that mean looking dude over there?" The bartender pointed to a thuggish looking guy in the corner. He was about 19 and wearing a headband of a gang color.

"His name is Jose. He runs the working girls in this bar for the NorthSide Posse. NSP they call themselves. He's going to lay the law down to her in a few minutes."

I wondered what to do as I saw the guy get up and walk over to Michelle. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear and a few seconds later I saw her exchange phone numbers with the guy she was making out with and then walk behind Jose shaking her ass in an even more exaggerated manner. She glanced at me as she walked by and smiled, so I did nothing. Jose stopped at the end of the bar and sat on a stool. Michelle stood before him swaying slightly, one leg on the stool Jose was sitting on.

There was some quiet conversation and I saw Michelle laugh and shake her head. Jose reached up and put one finger in the center of her tube top and pulled her tube top. She stood without moving for a second giving Jose a good look down the front of her shirt, then she pushed his hand away. They talked for a few more minutes and I saw the bartender bring them two shots of Tequila. They downed their shots and Jose put his finger between her tits in her tube top and pulled her tube top down slightly and then towards him. Again Michelle held her ground giving Jose a good look at her tits. She went to push his finger away again but this time he caught her hand. They playfully wrestled for a moment and then I saw Michele allow herself to be pulled close to him. Jose kept his finger in her tube top, and I could see him run it down as he brushed her nipple and then ran it around her areola. His other hand let go of her hand and I saw him run it on the inside of her thigh up her skirt. Michelle stood there letting this gang member play with her tit and rub his finger near her pussy. She had a smile on her face and was staring into his eyes. There was some light making out and then I saw Jose take the bandanna off his head and give it to Michelle. She walked right past me without saying a word and went into the bathroom. A few moments later she came back wearing the bandana as a top. It barely covered her tits which were swaying. The weight of her 36DDs hung the top down and the side of her tits were clearly visible. The tube top she had been wearing was now her skirt. The tight spandex rode up her legs as she walked and it barely covered her ass. If she had look light a slut before, now she was clearly a whore looking for customers. Most eyes were on her as she came sashaying out of the bar and walked slowly over to Jose. Then she fell into his arms and gave him a passionate kiss.

A few minutes later Michelle and Jose walked over to me. Michelle was holding on to Jose's arm as he approached me. He other hand kept pulling down her skirt as it rode up her ass.

"You married to this ho?"

"Yes."

Jose seemed surprised.

"Well this bitch wants to come with me back to my boys bar. Ok?"

I looked at Michelle and she nodded.

"If that's what she wants" I said.

"Ok homey, lets get a few things straight. She may be your wife, but tonight she my ho. My bitch. For me and my boys. I don't want no trouble. But she's doing this because she wants to. So tonight she's ours. You down wit that?"

I looked at Michelle. "It's what I want honey. One night. Come watch. It will be fun."

I nodded. Jose turned and Michelle walked out with him and I followed. A cadillac pulled around and Michelle and Jose got into the back. I got into my car and followed. We drove for about twenty minutes to a bad part of town. There was a bar on a street corner and the Cadillac pulled up in front. I parked across the street.

I walked across the street and could see that the front passenger door of the Cadillac was open. Jose was in the back but I could not see Michelle. Smoke was coming out of the car. Jose was leaning back and caught my eye. He smirked. A few seconds later Michelle's head popped up. She had clearly been giving him a blow job. Then I saw someone hand her a joint. A few seconds later she got out of the car coughing and trying to re-tie on her top.

Jose walked up to me. "Your wife been smoking a joint laced with X. She's gonna get real horny soon and I'm gonna make some money. That top she's wearing signifies she with me and my boys. No one gonna bother her unless they talk to me first. She'll be safe, especially if she keeps sucking dick like she just did me."

Michelle stumbled on her high heels and had trouble keeping her skirt down over her ass. She pulled it down but it barely covered the top of her thighs. She was some sexy sight with her large breasts barely covering her tits, and trying to walk on her high heels while keeping her skirt covering her pussy, all while being a 40 year old slut on the arm of a 19 year old gang member who she had just blown.

We walked into the bar. Loud music was playing and thick smoke hung in the air. There were dozens of women of all different races in various stages of undress, but none of them appeared to be as blonde or as old as Michelle. A few woman were straddling guys giving them lap dances while a few others walked around the bar dressed more or less like Michelle was.

Jose greeted a few of his friends and Michelle was seated at a table. I could see she was nervous because she clung tightly to Jose. A few minutes later a tall black man came over. I recognized him as a local basketball player on the college team. I saw him speak to Jose and then hand him some cash. Jose said something to Michelle and then she got up and greeted the guy. They spoke for a few minutes and then he walked her over to a pool table with his hand around her waist. They shot pool for a while and Michelle made a big deal of leaning over and shaking her ass while trying to line up a shot. Eventually another two people came over and they played two against two. While they were waiting their turn Michelle sat on the basketball player's lap and he was nuzzling her ear. She was grinding her ass as she sat on him. Then it was his turn and he got up and sank several balls and when he finally missed and came back Michelle got up and threw herself into his arms and they kissed passionately. Then she sat on his lap and allowed his hand to slip underneath the small bandana covering her tits. I could see his massive hand playing with her left tit as he ran his finger around her nipple and finally pinched it, all while kissing and nuzzling her ear. This- her fantasy being played out- along with the X the gang had given her was too much for her- as she stood up turned around and then straddled her new friend. They kissed passionately and I could see her hand struggling with his cock between his legs. She broke their kiss for a second and then whispered something into his ear. I saw him reach into his pocket and give her some more money. Then with basically one tit hanging out Michelle walked back across the bar to Jose and gave him the money.

Her fantasy was now a reality. This high powered sexy 40 year old lawyer was being pimped out by a 19 year old thug. He owned her. She was his property and was having sex with who ever he told her to. Jose gave her a small packet which I realized was a condom. Michelle sashayed back across the bar to her basketball player and moved him over to a small couch in the corner. They kissed for a few minutes and then I saw her head go between his legs and then she put the condom on him. Then she straddled him and fucked him right there, in a darkened corner of a gang bar. I know my wife and I can tell when she fakes it and when she has an orgasm. She rode his cock for 10 minutes and as they quickened their strokes she began to arch her back and put her hands up in the air. The basketball player had free reign over her tits and he pulled her close and began sucking a nipple. She loved getting her nipple sucked while getting fucked and I could see her body quiver. She was coming. A few minutes later her new lover came and she collapsed into his arms. They cuddled for a few minutes and then she got up and walked back to Jose, her pimp.

This went on a few more times. Guys would come over asking for the white milf, and a few minutes later they would pay Jose and she would either go on the dance floor with them or play some pool or just have a quick ***** before going to a dark corner or a couch and blowing them or letting them fuck her.

It was after 2am and I was wondering how much longer this would go on. Michelle had broken our agreement and gone further than we ever agreed to. She put us in a situation where we were at the mercy of thugs.

Michelle came over and sat down. "Honey, I am so turned on. I love being a whore. This is totally fulfilling all my fantasies."

"Can we go?" I pleaded.

"Not until Jose says I can go."

Jose came over. "Come on, you earned your stripes."

Michelle got up and followed Jose and I followed her. We walked outside the bar and Michelle was busy fixing her top to keep her tits inside the bandana. Her skirt was riding up her ass as she walked on the sidewalk, swaying her ass, just like a streetwalker. A few doors down the next block was a tattoo parlor and we walked inside.

There was a young black man who greeted Jose and then eyed Michelle. "Damn this Ho is hot."

"She gets a silver NSP." The guy nodded and we walked into the back.

My mind was whirling. A tattoo was out of the question, but Michelle was holding tight to her pimp. They sat down at a table and the guy walked over and tugged at Michelle's top. It didn't take much and it came off. "Mmmmm I love my job sometimes" he laughed.

Michelle was put into a chair. The guy reached into a table and pulled up a small sliver charm attached to a thin bar.

"I only get a silver one" Michelle whined.

"You gotta do a lot more than shake yo ass for me one night ho" said Jose "before you get a gold one."

Michelle pouted and Jose walked over to her and leaned over to her.

"You my bitch?" Michelle nodded. "You my ho." Michelle nodded again. Jose put his finger under her chin and she looked up at him as he kissed her deeply. I could see Michelle take her tongue and pull Jose's tongue into her mouth.

Jose broke the kiss. "Say it." Michelle looked down. "I'm your bitch."

"Louder." Michelle looked up and into her pimp's eyes. "I'm your bitch. I'm your ho. I only fuck who you tell me to."

"Ok lets do this."

"The guy walked over and pulled up a chair and sat down. He reached out and grabbed Michelle's right tit and cupped it. Then he stroked it and rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger. She moaned. Then he did the same thing with her left tit and she moaned even louder.

"The left nipple is bigger " he said. He took out some sterilizing fluids and sterilized her left nipple continuing to rub it and tug on it. Michelle squirmed in her seat, crossing one leg over the other. The man let his other hand fall to her thigh and I saw him push between her thighs. Michelle opened her eyes and looked at her pimp. He nodded and just like that she spread her legs giving him access to her pussy. He fingered her for a few minutes, all the time tugging and pulling on her left nipple.

"Ok. It's time." He numbed her nipple and then pierced it and then placed a thin silver bar with a NSP charm dangling from a small ring attached through a hole in the bar. There were two small bars that snapped into place on either end of the small bar that had pierced her nipple and just like that Michelle was branded with the gang's symbol.

Michelle looked down at her pierced nipple and then stood up. She was woozy. She put her arms around her pimp.

"This mean you our ho. No other gang can touch you. You can walk anywhere in town in your slutty little outfits and no one will bother you without my ok."

Michelle kissed her pimp deeply again. "I am all yours." She glanced at me for a second and then kissed Jose again.

"And you never take this off without my permission Ho, OK?" Michelle nodded. "If I call your ho ass at work you take your phone and take a picture of you wearing our sign and send it to me right away so I know my ho is listening to me." Michelle nodded.

"OK," said Jose "pay the guy."

Jose turned and walked away. Michelle looked at me. "I don't have any money" she said. The guy laughed. "You think I want money over this fine pussy. Come here."

He pulled her close and Michelle started making out with a 22 year old tattoo artist. He pulled her back into a back room where there was a couch. A few minutes later I could hear him fucking her. "You like black cock" he was saying as he fucked her from behind.

"Oh jeeze I love it. I love black cock. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big black cock." 

I looked into the back room and saw the guy hold her hair like a set of reins as he pounded her. She arched her back and came. The guy kept on fucking her. She was on her hands and knees and then collapsed down on the couch. The guy slapped her ass and she raised it and moaned as he kept fucking her. A few minutes later I saw her grip the edges of the couch and moan "I'm cumming again" and she did, shaking her body as the guy who was fucking her came and then collapsed on her as she came one last time. Michelle stood up and saw me and put her arms over her breasts. "Please wait outside." I then saw her sit down and cuddle next to the guy who had just given her three orgasms. They kissed as I walked out.

A few minutes later Michelle walked out. We walked outside the store. Our car was two blocks away. We started walking as Michelle did her best to keep her skirt below her ass. Twice on the way to her car gang members of Jose's gang stopped her. Each time she was obliged to flirt with the gang member, kiss him and let him play with her tits. We got to the car with one gang member following us. Michelle took the keys. "Wait here for a few minutes." The gang member pushed her up against the car and they began to kiss. He was big, about 6'5 and Michelle was running her hands over his chest and arms. "I want some of your white milf ass."

"Honey, you boys wore my pussy out. It's sore. Come on, let me suck you."

The gang member pushed her back against the car. "I want some pussy."

Michelle kissed him deeply as he put his hand between her legs.

"Baby" Michelle whispered as I saw her hands grope his cock through his pants "You're just too big. I've been fucked so much tonight. Come on baby, let this whore suck you good. I'll swallow every bit. Then tomorrow you call this ho and I'll come and fuck you good. Ok,?"

The gang member nodded. He put his hands on her bandana and pulled it off. There was Michelle standing on a street corner next to a car in a tight spandex skirt with her tits out while making out with a gang member 20 years younger than she was. Michelle allowed the gang member to play with her tits. "Say you want it bitch."

Michelle smiled. Her hand was groping his cock through his pants. "Oh I want it. I've been staring at your cock all night. I want it bad."

"Beg."

Michelle sunk to her knees right there in the street. She unzipped him and pulled out his cock. Then she looked up at him as she was on her knees with her tits hanging out.

"Please baby. Please let me suck your big beautiful cock." She reached for it but he pulled it away. "Kiss it." He was humiliating her. Michelle began to give his cock small kisses up and down the shaft murmuring "please baby, let me suck that cock. Oh please I need to suck that cock."

Finally he was satisfied. "OK get in the car ho."

They got into the back seat and a few minutes after making out I saw Michelle go down on the gang member. About five minutes later the door opened and he got out.

"She gives a great blow job. She's all yours." He laughed.

I got into the car. I drove a few blocks in silence and then when we got into a better neighborhood I stopped the car and was prepared to yell at her, but she cut me off.

"I know what you're going to say but don't say it. This is what I want. I want to be a whore. I am Jose's whore. He has marked me. He has claimed me. He has taken me in front of you and pimped me in front of you. This is the sexiest thing a man could have done to me. Make me a whore. You had your chance but Jose took it from you. He took it from you when he played with my tits at the first bar and you let him. So this is how it's going to be. I am his whore when I want to be. I don't want you coming here anymore with me. When he calls me I will come and be his whore and walk the streets or work the bar or do anything he wants."

I wasn't sure how to handle this or what I was going to do.

It was a month since my wife Michelle had asked me to allow her to play out her fantasy and become a whore. It had started out innocently enough with some flirting with a college guy in a bar. But she had been approached by a pimp that night and after a little romancing and sweet talk he had taken her back to his own gang's bar where she was quickly turned into a whore. As many pimps seem to have, Jose exerted some spell over her. I had asked Michelle about it and she said simply that he had the best cock she had ever experienced. He could give her an orgasm just by kissing her and whispering sweet nothings in her ear while rubbing her between her legs. Certainly Jose was lucky enough to find himself in the situation where he was fulfilling her fantasy. She had always wanted to be turned out, and he had done it to her.

My phone buzzed at 5am Saturday morning. "Come get me." I knew where she was, probably somewhere on the street near the bar that the gang operated out of. I got in my car to go get her. There had been changes in her over the last month. Her calfs had gotten stronger and more pronounced, mostly from spending so much time on her feet walking up and down the street in her six inch hooker heels. Her ass had gotten tighter and more round, also from the walking in the high heels. Overall she had lost about seven pounds from her frame, and was down to about 130. The weight loss was mostly in her face and legs. She already had a nice stomach and there was no losing any weight from her 34-36 DDs. She also stopped doing anything to her hair other than putting it into a simple pony tail or letting her long blonde hair fall to just above her waist. The effect was to turn this 40 year old milf from a really good looking woman into a stop traffic head turner. She was not built for sex and sex is what she was getting and giving. Lots of it. I had seen some phone videos over the past month of guys fucking her doggy style and pulling on her pony tail which seemed to drive her crazy with lust.

The other change beside her appearance was in how she was living her life. In the course of one night she went from convincing me she was going to fulfill her fantasy by flirting with a guy while dressed like a hooker, to actually becoming a hooker and fucking and sucking off numerous guys, including the guy who pierced her tit and a few of the gang's thugs who watched over her as she walked the streets, all the while trying to get a piece of her ass for themselves.

Since that night she continued to wear the gang emblem in her pierced tit, including when she went to work. She also continued to be at Jose's beck and call, getting off work and coming home at 7pm only to be called out to meet an important client or to walk the streets in front of the bar or to work in the bar and get fucked by whomever had the cash to pay for her ass. She was often tired and had a bit of a haggard look to her. She was working hard. When she came home from a night out of being a whore she was often hung over, having been ******** or given some X or smoking a laced joint. She also smelled from cigarettes although in our real life she didn't smoke, she often played with a cigarette, sitting at a bus stop or leaning against a lamp post swaying her ass and smoking as guys walked by.

I drove about a half a block away from the front of the bar and parked our car. I saw her stagger out of the bar *****. A big guy, probably no more than 20 had his arm around her waist and was squeezing her ass. As always she was wearing a tight sheer black skirt with no underwear that she continually had to struggle to pull down so that her ass didn't show as she swayed on her high heels. She was also wearing a tight sheer red tank top and her breasts jiggled as she walked. You could see her gang pendant hanging from her pierced nipple through the shirt. She had confided in me that the pendant constantly kept her nipple aroused at work and a few times she had to go into the bathroom and play with herself to relieve the sexual tension. As always she sent a few pictures of her tits or her pussy to her pimp throughout the day to let him know she was thinking of him.

Michelle walked a few steps away from the guy, seductively swaying her ass as she walked and then stopping and looking over her shoulder with her hands on her hips as she wiggled her ass even more. She was pretending to pout because he didn't come after her. The guy high fived his friend who was with him, and then walked after her, he pulled her back to him and I saw her sink into his arms as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. She ground her ass into his crouch and I could see both his hands feel her up over her tank top as he nuzzled her ear. I could see that her knees were dirty. She had obviously spent a lot of time on them that night.

As she had sometimes done in the past few weeks, Michelle reached into her small silver hooker's purse that she carried and pressed the button on her phone to call my phone so I could hear what was going on. I watched them walk over to a new Cadillac Escalade and they both got into the back.

There was some fumbling and then I heard Michelle: "Oh baby, I been looking at you all night."

"You want it?""

"Yes."

"Beg, ho."

"Mmmmm let me get it out. Ohh baby, it's big. Wow. I'm a lucky ho."

I could see Michelle bend her head down but then her head came back up.

"I said beg."

"I want it. Your cock is so beautiful. Can I kiss it? Please. Please let this whore kiss your cock. Mmmmm there....oh it tastes so good. Let me suck it. Please please?

I could here some more fumbling. "Oh you want some tit first? Take it baby. Take the tits. You paid for them. Take this ho any way you want. I'm yours."

It turned me on to hear my wife beg to suck some stranger's cock just like it turned me on to see her shake her ass as she walked up and down the street. What worried me was that she had taken this whole thing way too far.

I could hear the guy sucking on her tits and I knew this turned her on.

"Baby. Let me suck it. I need it."

I saw Michelle bend her head down and for the next ten minutes I could see the back of her head bob up and down as they guy leaned back and enjoyed his blowjob. Then I saw her head pop up.

"You want to fuck your ho baby?"

"Maybe, lets talk a bit. You seem a bit old to be a street walker."

Michelle laughed. "Actually I do it part time. I have a separate life. I do this for the sex not the money."

"Really?"

"Yeah sugar, but come on you're my last for the night. Lets have some fun. Tap this whore's ass."

It was strange for me to hear Michelle talk like a common street slut but she had picked up all the lingo in the last few weeks and seemed to effortlessly shift from lawyer to street whore and back again.

"Wait a second. Tell me more. If you don't need the money, what do you do."

"I work in an office."

"How old are you?"

"How old are you sugar?"

"20 Tell me how old you are."

"How old do I look?"

"About 30."

"Well sweetie, I'm 40. I turn 41 in two months. Now you wanna fuck this cougar or can I finish sucking that beautiful cock of yours."

"I love older woman. I'd love to take you to some fuck motel and have some real fun with you."

"Baby. I'm getting off from a long night. Jose had me walking the street for hours until I made him three grand. Then I've been in the bar and you saw what was going on. I had to fuck two of Jose's homies for free and then there was that party and the three guys. I was lap dancing them for about an hour before I blew two of them. The third guy paid to fuck me and I rode his cock. I'm tired. I'd love to go to a motel with you, but not now."

"Will you give me your number."

"Hmmm...you gonna treat me nice?"

"Yeah. "

"Will you romance me a bit buy me some sexy clothes and perfume?"

"Sure. "

"So you want this 40 year old ho to be your girlfriend?"

The guy laughed. "I don't about that. Maybe we could start as friends with benefits."

"I want a guy to be my boyfriend." I could hear Michelle pouting. But what was she doing? She was already on call to her pimp 24 hours a day, and now she was trying to set up a relationship?

"Well, you suck my cock real good and then make a date with me at the motel and show me how good a fuck you are and we'll see."

I could hear Michelle murmur as her head went down on her guy. "I'm good baby. I'm a great fuck. I will make you fall for this slut milf. And then when I'm not working I can be in your arms sucking your cock and fucking you when ever you want. Do it baby. Cum for me. Ummmmmm...."

After the guy came I heard Michelle give him her phone number. "Whatever you do don't tell Jose. He'll beat my ass if I go behind his back."

A few moments later I saw Michelle get out of the car and light a cigarette. She turned her phone off and started walking her slutty walk towards me, shaking her ass as she walked. A car drove by and beeped and I saw Michelle stop and walk over and lean in the passenger's window. A few minutes later she stood up and put her tits which she had let the guy in the car take out back into her shirt. I also saw her put a 20 into her purse.

She got into the car. "Boy am I beat. Drive me to the bar baby, I got to give Jose this 20 then we can go home."

I drove up to the bar and Michelle got out. She turned on her phone. I heard her ask a few people where Jose was and then all I could hear was some loud music. Then I heard some doors open and the music died and she must have gone into a back room. It was quieter and I could hear her heels clicking across the floor.

"Watcha doin here ho? I heard Jose ask.

"I got stopped baby after I took care of that guy in his car."

"And whatca got for me?"

"Jus 20 baby. The guy just wanted to play with my tits."

"And you came back to give me my 20?"

"yes baby. You my man."

"Bitch, I told you, if they stop you gotta close the deal. Get them to agree to a blow job. Stop putting your tits in the window. I know it turns you on but you my bitch and I need you makin me money."

"I'm sorry baby. I won't let it happen again."

"Give me 80."

"What?"

"You owe me 80 ho. You got it on you?"

"No baby I don carry no money. You told me not to."

"Ok ho. You owe me 80 out of your own money when you see me next."

I heard Michelle walk away and then I heard Jose call her back.

"Bitch, DJ here says you owe him some pussy." I knew DJ. He was a large teenage gang member. He had to be 6'7 and 300 pounds. I had seen him stop Michelle on the street the first night she was out and she promised to let him fuck her the next day before she took him into a car and blew him. She confided in me she was afraid of him. Not that he would intentionally hurt her, but he wasn't that smart and he had a huge cock and he was an ****** when she was blowing him. Pulling her hair, pawing at her tits and his cock was so wide it stretched her mouth. She worried he would stretch her out if he got a chance to fuck her. Plus he was heavily muscled and she thought he would be able to go a long time.

I heard Michelle's heels click over the floor. "He DJ baby. I did promise you some pussy. I'm sorry baby. Let me take you in the back and give you some relief."

"No way. You promised me pussy. You gonna fuck me ho?"

Michelle spoke to Jose. "Baby I'm done worn out. My pussy, she's sore. Let me blow DJ and we'll work it out later." I heard Jose laugh. "Convince him yourself. You owe him."

I could hear Michelle walking and then I heard her say "let me in you lap baby. There. Here. Give me your hand, take some tit. Oh yeah baby I love it when you pull my nipple. Baby, here's the thing. My pussy is sore. And your cock is so big. I can't fuck you, but I will suck you dry."

"No way ho. You lied to me before. I want your pussy or your ass."

I heard Michelle putting small kisses on DJ. "Come on baby. One more time. You know I sucked you dry."

"No."

"Please baby. Then you can tap this ass twice. It's all yours. Just let me rest tonight."

"Come home with me."

"What?"

"Come home to my crib and blow me and I'll let you *****, and then in the morning your pussy and ass are mine." There was a pause. "For as much as I want. All weekend."

Michelle spoke to Jose. "Jose, I really need a break." I heard Jose laugh. "You got yourself into this ho, now get yourself out. Fuck my big guy now or he gets your ass all weekend."

"Ok." I heard Michelle sigh. "I'll go home with you."

"Blow me now first. And beg me to fuck you."

I heard Michelle get to her knees and I heard her pull his zipper down.

"Oh my baby. What a big cock. I'm gonna suck you dry and then you're gonna fuck me all weekend."

"Beg me ho."

"Please baby. Please take your ho home and tap this ass."

"Whose ass?"

"My ass?"

"Wrong answer ho."

"Your ass baby. This ho's ass is yours. This bitch's pussy is yours. You the man. You own it. You got yourself a private ho all weekend."

"Ok ho. Now suck."

About twenty minutes later I saw Michelle sashay out of the bar and she walked over to my car. "You heard what happened?"

"Yeah" I said. "I don't like it."

"I'm stuck honey. This guy is so big. You can't stop him. I have to go."

"Call me if you need me to call the police."

"I'll be ok honey. I think I can control him if I keep him satisfied. Want me to send you some videos on the phone?" I looked down and felt embarrassed. "Yeah."

"Tell me again" I said. "You want to be like this?"

"For a while sweetie. Until I get it out of my system. I will be home Sunday night and I'll call when I can."

I watched her sashay off, still shaking her ass as she walked to DJ's car. But her head was hanging down and she look worried. For the first time I saw indecision in her face. She had just given her body to a 6'7 heavily muscled 19 year old with raging hormones, he now had his own 40 year old whore, and a desire to live out his fantasies. I wondered if she would be ok.

I saw her get into the car and in a few moments I saw her head go down. She had just blown him 20 minutes earlier and he was hard again. She was in for a long weekend.

My phone buzzed the next afternoon. It had been over ten hours since I had last heard from Michelle. "Check ur emai. I am ok" said the text.

I went to the email and saw several emails from a strange address. It had to be DJ's. There were several videos. I started with the first.

Michelle was lying naked on a big bed. It had to have been a custom made bed. The sheets were purple and looked silk. Michelle looked tired.

"Hey. We just woke up. Thought you might...." Her sentence was cut off as a massive hand grabbed a hand full of her hair and pulled her head down to his crotch.

"No more talkin bitch." I saw Michelle take a massive cock in her mouth. Just as she had described it, the width of it stretched her mouth. After a few moments she pulled it out. Her mouth was sore from being stretched. She began to kiss it and lick it. I saw another massive hand reach around and grab her tit and begin to flick her nipple. She began to kiss and lick the massive shaft and moan.

She was between his massive rock hard legs and her face was turned to the side so it faced the camera.

"You're so big baby. I love this cock so much." A few small kisses and then a long lick and then he put the tip into her mouth and pushed, stretching her mouth as I saw her lips lock around the cock and her cheeks inhale as she sucked.

After a few minutes he pulled his cock out.

It's time. I get my pussy."

Michelle gave the cock one long slobbering lick and then climbed on top of DJ straddling his massive cock. I heard her moan and the saw her begin to bob up and down as DJ had each of her tits in one hand. Then the screen went blank.

The next video was 20 minutes of her from the back, sitting on his cock, bobbing up and down. Twice she had an orgasm arching her back and stretching her arms high in the air as DJ pulled and tweaked her nipples which I knew increased her orgasm. Eventually she slumped forward on to DJ and he began to buck his hips and I could see he was close to cumming. I saw some beads of sweat run down her back and then the screen went blank.

The next video was the worst or the best depending on how you view it.

The time frame showed that it was 75 minutes after she had ridden his cock.

Michelle was on her hands and knees. Her ass was in the air. She was wearing her 6 inch whore heels and nothing else. DJ was a massive presence behind her. He had a big hand on her tit that had been pierced and he was alternating between squeezing her tit and pulling on the medallion hanging from the silver bar in her pierced nipple.

Michelle looked like a wreck. Her hair was matted in sweat. Makeup was running down her face.

Behind her DJ rhythmically pumped her, smacking her ass every few minutes and pulling her hair.

"Oh...uhh...he's....uhh..been fucking me....uh ....for the last forty minutes....uhhh...uhh...ahhh....and he won't stop....uhhh....he's rock hard....and uhh...uhh... he won't stop....I keep....uhh...cumming and he just won't stop.....uhh...ahhh.....

Sweat was running down off her face. The tension of being fucked so hard could be seen in the lines on her face. Her face was flushed red from her orgasms, and there were veins throbbing in the side of her neck. Behind her I could see sweat run from DJs massive chest down on her back. Still he kept up the rhythm.

"Oh I can't take it. He has to stop. Not again. Uhh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I saw her arch her back as DJ pulled her hair pulling her head back.

"You cumming ho?"


"Oh yes. Fuck yes. Oh fuck. I can't take it. I'm cumming again. Oh please stop."

DJ smacked her ass.

"Don't tell me to stop whore. I'll fuck you all day like this."

"Oh I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You my man. Take this whore and fuck her. Just please cum. Please baby. I need to rest."

"I fuckin own you bitch."

"Oh you do you do. I am owned by you."

"Anybody ever fuck you this good?"

"No. Never."

"If I buy you from Jose you be my bitch?"

"Yes. Buy me. Make me your private whore. I fuck and suck only you. You will own me."

My wife was giving her self to a 19 year old thug. I couldn't stand the thought of it.

"You want me to cum ho?"

"Oh yes baby. Please cum for your whore. Please please."

"Then give me your ass ho."

Slowly DJ pulled out his massive cock. Michelle slumped to the bed lying on her stomach and face. Her stringy, sweaty blonde hair hanging down over her shoulder and down her back. He ass was raised in the air and it was quivering. Her hands were stretched out in front of her gripping the sheets. I could see her long red nails pushing into the sheets and mattress.

"Ask me to fuck your ass whore."

"I've never...no one's ever....taken me there."

DJ smacked her ass and she raised it higher.

He put his cock in the crack and rubbed it back and forth. I saw Michelle raise her ass and begin to meet his thrusts.

"Please" she whispered. "Please fuck your whore's ass. Take this ass and make it your ass DJ. You will own this ass. Tap this ass. Make me your whore."

Michelle reached around and guided his massive cock into her ass slowly. DJ was being kind. He was not pushing hard and not tearing her apart. Michelle bucked her ass to meet his thrusts and the two soon established a rhythm. And with each thrust more of his cock disappeared. Michelle moaned softly. A few times she had DJ stop and he did, waiting until she was ready to go again. At one point he put a hand around to her face and out out a finger and she sucked on it. He pulled his finger in and out as he began his slow thrusts into her ass. And then he was all the way in. Michelle looked at the camera struggling to her knees. Her tits hung down and slowly swayed as she was fucked.

"My ass is being taken...uhh...uhh...ahh...ah....ahhhhhhhhhhhh" She came again. Her face flushed red and her eyes rolled briefly back into her head.

DJ kept up a steady rhythm but he was gentle and she bucked her ass back to meet each soft stroke. WIth a small moan and several grunts DJ came. He bucked hard and Michelle took it, grunting as well. And then he collapsed on top of her.

All told she had been fucked for well over an hour and close to an hour and a half, including the last twenty minutes in which she had been fucked in her ass for the very first time.

DJ rolled off Michelle and put his head at the top of the bed. Michelle got up and stared at the camera for a minute. Her eyes looked glassy. She was dazed. But she also seem satisfied. She went up to DJ and he pulled her into his arms. She curled up in his arms. I could see his hand sneak up between her arm and cup a tit. He slowly stoked her tit. WIth his other hand he ran a finger over her face.

Michelle looked up into her suddenly gentle lover's eyes. She reached up and kissed him softly on the lips. He murmured something to her. She smiled and then she kissed him again, this time with more passion. I saw her tongue go into his mouth and he sucked on it. This slow make out session went on for 20 minutes or so and then I saw her move her hand down to his cock. She ran a red long nail along his cock and it sprang back up. Her young lover was ready for more.

She moaned and pulled him towards her, her hand guiding his cock between her thighs.

"Oh baby I need you" she murmured.

"You're so wet" he said.

They were facing each other, kissing and intertwining their legs around each other as she pulled him into her.

"Baby I need you to make love to me. Can you do that?"

"Yes."

"Be my lover baby please?"

"Yes, I'm you're lover."

"Oh I so need you DJ to make love to me. It's been so long since I've been made love to."

Their bodies began to move in rhythm again as my 40 year old wife made love to her 19 year old massive lover. Michelle whispered something to DJ and he got up and I could see his hand reach for the camera. Then the screen went dark.

She didn't mind if I saw him fucking her. But when they were making love she didn't want me to see it. It was private between her and her young lover.

This bothered me. It was well beyond our original agreement. I thought back to the guy she had picked up while I was waiting to pick her up. She had asked him to be her boyfriend and to romance her when he took her to a motel.

Her need to be a whore was slowly evolving into something more deep and complex. No longer did she just want to be fucked and called a HO and ****** to blow guys in the street on her knees. Somehow I realized that with everything we had been through, this was the greatest threat yet to our marriage.

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A ****** Loses Control

MEET SUSAN AND HER ******

Susan Meade just entered her freshman year at a state college on the east coast. Susan is s pretty brunette who is 5'6" tall with dark brown sexy eyes. She does not have large breasts, a 34 B cup, but they are firm with rock hard extended nipples when she is excited. Susan has very shapely legs that lead up to a marvelous ass that is even more pronounced due to her narrow waist. Her ass is perfectly shaped as it is round and protrudes out from the back of her legs. It is so desirable that one feels the urge touch it.

Susan was still a virgin when she entered college but she had been tempted many times in high school to give it up to her three year boyfriend Walt. They had dated since she was a high school sophomore and Walt was a high school senior. Susan dated other guys when Walt was away at college but she was still his girl and they always got together at the Thanksgiving, Christmas, spring and summer breaks. Susan and Walt never had sex together but they engaged in heavy kissing and petting when they dated in high school. Walt had convinced Susan to attend the same college so that they could see each other all the time.

Audrey Meade and her husband only had the one ***** Susan. Peter Meade was a successful insurance executive who passed away when Susan was a sophomore in high school. Audrey had only known one man in her life and that was her husband Peter. Audrey never sought any male company after Peter's passing but she kept herself busy with women's club, bridge, fitness classes and other social activities. Audrey and Peter had married early when she was 20 years old and she had Susan when she was only 21.

Audrey looked good at the age of 39 years old as she kept herself very fit. She always dressed very conservatively and for the most part concealed her shapely 36-24-36 figure. The Meades had a swimming pool at their impressive home and when Audrey wore her one piece bathing suit her shapely figure was very obvious. One look at Audrey in her bathing suit and it was obvious where Susan got her incredible ass. Audrey even turned Walt's head many a time when he was at the pool with Susan.

Peter had left the family well off based on his insurance planning. He had been killed in and accident with a business vehicle, and the settlement added to the Meade's wealth. Once Susan was in college, Audrey would move to a beach front house in Florida. East coast beach front property was still affordable north of the Palm Beach area. Audrey was anxious to escape the area as it broke back to many memories of her life with Peter.

MEET WALT

Walt was an excellent athlete in high school and lettered in three sports, football, basketball and tennis. He was a handsome boy and in his senior year of high school he stood at 6'2" and weighed 190 pounds. His body was chiseled and he had washboard abs. Walt was also blessed with a nice size cock that was just over 8 inches long and over 5 inches around when it was hard. He dated Susan in his senior year of high school and for two years following. It was all he could do to keep his desires under control. Usually after a date, Walt would jerk off to relieve his hot nuts. The summer following graduation would change that.

It was the summer of 1959 after Walt graduated from high school that he began to have sex outside his relationship with Susan. He had turned 18 years old in July and he was working as a bus boy in a local restaurant. Melina and John owned two restaurants, one in town and the other one several towns away. The one in town only served breakfast and lunch while the second restaurant was only open for dinner. Walt bused tables at the one in town.

John handled the cash register and Melina was the hostess for the local restaurant. After lunch John would run the errands and then head over to open the other restaurant. Melina would stay behind with the staff and close up after lunch. Part of Walt's responsibility was to wash off the tables and help clean up. Walt did not know that Melina had her eye on him and that she was constantly checking out his crotch. Melina had had sex outside her marriage for a number of years now and she had always selected a young boy who could be discreet.

Walt had never paid much attention to Melina's figure even though she was well put together. At 36 years old she had a 35-25-36 firm figure. She had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. Melina was very Greek and she loved anal sex. One afternoon Melina had kept Walt around longer after the rest of the staff left for the day. She had him help her with some things and then she made her move.

Walt never saw it coming but before he knew it his pants and underwear were down around his ankles and his cock was in Melina's mouth. Melina sucked Walt until he came in her mouth and she swallowed every drop of his enormous load. Then Melina taught Walt how to eat pussy. He ate her pussy bringing Melina off several times before he slipped his cock into her and fucked her pussy. It seemed that they fucked for hours with Walt cumming two more times before Melina begged to give her pussy a rest.

Then Melina shocked Walt when she told him to fuck her in the ass. Melina used plenty of lube as she greased her asshole and stroked Walt's cock. Walt was fascinated with her ass as he watched her prepare it for his cock. Then Melina took a hold of his big dick and guided it into her warm chute. The feeling was incredible for Walt as his cock filled the snug passage.

Walt tried to prolong the ass fucking as long as he could but he felt himself getting close to an orgasm. Melina's anal muscles were instinctively clenching Walt's cock and that sensation coupled with the way she looked sent him over the edge. His body stiffened and he fired a barrage of semen into Melina's ass. Melina worked her anal muscles and milked his cock as it spasmed in her rectum.

"Oh yes, I feel it. Oh it's so good, cum in me, give it to me!" Melina exclaimed as Walt flooded her anal passage with his warm liquid.

That's how it all started and ever since that first time Walt fucked Melina at least three times a week for the rest of the summer. Their routine was always the same. Melina would suck Walt's cock first. Melina loved to pull Walt's underwear down and have the waist band catch on his cock so that his cock sprung out and bobbed in front of her face. Then after Walt cums in her mouth, he eats her pussy before they fuck. After they fuck missionary style he fucks her ass and cums in her hot Greek asshole.

That summer Walt learned more about sex that he ever would have imagined. His fling with Melina not only provided sexual relief for him but prepared him for college. Walt looked at older women a lot different including Susan's ******. Walt had never really paid much attention to the shapely Audrey until that summer. Walt also paid more attention to Susan's ass and Audrey's ass then ever before. He found himself thinking about fucking those two beautiful asses but he knew that he would not touch Susan until she was 18 and he was afraid of offending Audrey.

THE COLLEGE YEARS

Walt continued to date Susan during his first two years at college. He continued to see her at Thanksgiving, Christmas, Spring break and during the summer. While in college he had his share of sexual encounters with both college girls and women. His whole perspective on older women had changed since that summer with Melina.

One of the women he fucked worked at the same tennis club as he did. Walt had gotten a part time job at the nearby tennis club. He could teach beginner lessons and he was a hitting partner for some of the more advanced players. Barbara was the club manager who liked to play tennis and other love games as well. Barbara was a very fit 37 years old. She was a natural blonde who stood at 5'6" and weighed about 115 pounds. Barb had very small breasts but she had beautiful legs and a very shapely ass. Their affair started one Saturday in her office.

Walt had just finished up with a drill and play session when Barb told him to come to her office. Once they were in her office Barb told Walt about her fantasy. She said that she had always imagined being taken on a tennis court by another man. She described in detail how the man would push her to her knees, throw up her tennis skirt, yank her panties down to her knees and fuck her in the ass. Walt couldn't believe that she was sharing her fantasy with him. Then Barb told Walt that she wanted to live out the fantasy with him.

"Barb that sound really hot but I am not about to fuck you on a tennis court," Walt told her.

"Not on the tennis court silly, right here on the floor. I want you to take my ass right here in my office," Barb said in a raspy voice.

Barb then turned her back to Walt and dropped to her knees. Walt decided to fulfill her wishes so he moved behind her. He did just as she described. He pushed her over so that she was on all fours and he flipped up her tennis skirt baring her panty covered shapely ass. He pulled her panties down to her knees and stared at her magnificent ass for a few seconds. He then pushed his own tennis shorts and underwear down to his knees allowing his erect cock to spring free. Barb looked over her shoulder and she was pleased with what she saw in Walt's cock.

"Use the sport cream to grease my ass and get me ready," Barb told him her voice cracking in excitement.

Walt got the sport cream and then applied an ample amount to her asshole and his cock. Walt then moved in behind her and slid his big dick into her ass.

"Oh, oh, oh my, you really know you have something in your bottom when you're in there," Barb gasped.

Walt fucked her slowly allowing her to get used to his cock. Barb cooed as the thick long shaft touched areas never touched before. Walt knew that he wouldn't last long as he was turned on by the whole scene. She really did look hot with her skirt tossed over her back and her panties down around her knees as his cock slid in and out of her curvy ass. Walt felt the surge in his loins and seconds later he was cumming in her ass. Barb felt the power and volume of his ejaculation as her ass was filled as never before. She milked his cock with her anal muscles draining every drop of semen from his shaft. Before he eased his cock out of her asshole Barb spoke again.

"Get my towel and hand it to me," She gasped.

Walt handed her tennis towel and Barb wiped her ass clean of his cum. She looked funny in her way as she moved with her panties still down around her knees. Barb cleaned up and then she got completely naked.

"Let's move over to the sofa, I need you to take care of my pussy now," she directed.

Walt kicked off his clothes and joined Barb on her sofa. The two of them ate each other and fucked each other for hours before they rested. Walt ended up fucking Barb in the ass again that day before he left. After that day Barb lived out over fantasies with Walt. The tennis outfit changed but the action remained the same. Flip up her skirt, pull down her panties and fuck her in the ass. They always had anal sex with their clothes on before they would strip and get on the sofa.

Walt had affairs with college girls too but Susan never learned about Walt's sexual activities while they were dating. The two summers during college Walt worked at the restaurant again and resumed his fling with Melina. He loved fucking her curvy ass and dumping his load in it.

SUSAN'S SEDUCTION

Susan turned 18 years old in August 1961 and she was more than ready to give up her virginity to Walt. However she was still nervous and inexperienced but Walt was a master of seduction and convinced Susan to expand her horizons. It started out with heavy make-out sessions and petting, which always left Susan panties soaking wet and Walt's car with the smell of sex. Soon Susan's tits were exposed and Walt would suck her tits and roll the nipples between his fingers until they were eraser hard. Susan would have orgasms just from Walt playing with her tits. Later that summer Walt would stroke Susan's thighs when he sucked her tits, occasionally brushing against her panty covered pussy. Susan would jump and moan each time his hand came in contact with her cunt.

One night after a movie he drove Susan to their favorite make out spot. Susan was dressed in her short skirt and cotton sweater before long her sweater and bra were pushed up over her tits. Walt sucked her tits and stroked her thighs. This time he moved his hand inside her panties and stroked her clit. Susan went wild and humped his hand. Walt then eased her panties down and off her legs, moved between her legs and positioned them over his shoulders. Susan was shaking in anticipation as Walt began to lick her pussy and cupped her beautiful ass cheeks. Susan came numerous times humping her pussy against Walt's face and soaking him with her cum.

Walt moved up along side Susan and kissed her deeply allowing her to taste her own pussy juice. She asked what she could do to reciprocate so Walt steered her petite hands to his exposed engorged cock. Susan stared at it in awe not knowing what she was supposed to do next. Walt guided her through hand job techniques and soon had Susan licking and kissing his cock. He moved her to the next level of sucking the head of his big cock and fondling his cum filled balls. Susan started to get into it and tried to take more and more of his cock in her mouth. Walt could feel his orgasm building but elected not to warn Susan.

His first burst of cum caught her totally by surprise and when she felt the second burst she tried to swallow the first. Her mouth quickly filled with cum and to prevent gagging she pulled his cock from her mouth. Walt's cock kept firing cum and it hit her in the face, hair and bare tits. Susan giggled as she held the spurting cock in her hands as Walt's cum flew everywhere. That was the first time Susan saw a cock ejaculate and it turned her on.

The next several dates were repeat performances and Susan had become comfortable with both of them being totally naked. Walt added variations to their sex. He taught her about sixty-nine so they could eat each other together. He also introduced his finger into her asshole as he ate her pussy. He placed Susan on all fours, licked her pussy and rimmed her asshole. One night he placed just the head of his cock in her pussy and rubbed her clit with the soft head of his cock. Susan went wild and had multiple orgasms. She loved the feel of the soft mushroom head rubbing her clit.

Susan told Walt that she was ready to fuck but didn't want to do it in the car. She planned to do it at her house when her ****** was away. One Saturday Audrey was on a field trip with the women's club and she would be gone the whole day. Her ****** had no sooner pulled out of the driveway that Walt was over at the house. They went straight to Susan's room and took off all of their clothes.

With Susan lying back on her bed, Walt slid between her legs and was gentle and patient as he eased his throbbing cock into her pussy. The pressure of his fullness almost negated the pain of losing her virginity. The pain soon subsided and Susan only felt pleasure as the large cock touched every fiber of her cunt. Walt fucked her slowly with long deep strokes and Susan began to hump her cunt up at him. She had numerous orgasms with the last ones violent and vocal. Walt tensed and flooded her pussy to overflowing with his cum. He continued to pump her pussy and she could feel the juices running out of her cunt and trickling down her thighs. Susan held Walt tightly as she felt she was in heaven.

The rest of the day they showered, had more sex and stayed naked all day. At one point they took a bath together in her ******'s big tub. After the bath, Walt gave Susan a massage with her ******'s bath oil. First he massaged the front of her body paying special attention to her tits and her pussy. Sensing that she was on the verge of another orgasm he slipped his cock into her cunt and Susan humped wildly until she came again.

Walt then rolled Susan over on her stomach and massaged her back, shoulders and the back of legs. He kneaded her gorgeous ass cheeks and as he massaged her ass he put an ample amount of oil on her asshole. Then Walt began to probe her asshole first with one and then two fingers. Before long his fingers were moving easily in and out of Susan's thoroughly lubed asshole. He lifted Susan up by her hips until her ass was in the air as she rested her head on the mattress. He removed his fingers and positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. As he eased his cock into her bunghole he heard Susan gasp and hold her breath. He assuredly told her to relax and that he would not hurt her.

As Walt eased his cock into her ass the head cleared her sphincter as Susan uttered an audible gasp. He continued to ease his cock in and out of her asshole feeding her an additional ¼ to ½ inch at a time, each time waiting until she relaxed. It seemed to take hours before his entire 8+" were lodged deep in her ass. If he had not come so many times already he would have shot his wad quickly. He started to fuck her with long deliberate strokes as he admired her beautiful ass accepting his huge cock. Walt stroked her marvelous ass cheeks and told her how good she looked in this position with his dick skewering her luscious ass.

Walt felt his orgasm start down in his balls and rush up through his cock flooding Susan's rectum. He came more than he expected and cum soon filled her asshole to overflowing and backed up coating his cock and running down the inside of her thighs. They both collapsed on her bed and rolled to their sides with Walt's cock still imbedded in Susan's ass. His cock softened and slipped from her asshole with an audile pop.

Walt and Susan continued their sexual escapades on a regular basis. Susan could always count on having all three of her holes filled with cum on each occasion. Walt and Susan's normal routine was that Susan would suck his cock swallowing as much cum as she could. Walt then licked her pussy until she was on the brink then he filled her cunt with his thick cock. He fucked Susan thoroughly bringing her to multiple orgasms before he shot his second load deep into her cunt. The final round was with Susan on all fours with her beautiful ass in the air. Walt fondled her ass and probed her with his fingers until her asshole was well lubed. He continued to play with her ass until his cock was rock hard again and then he eased his big thick cock into her ass. He penetrated her slowly until he was all the way in, then he fucked her ass while stroking her ass cheeks and Susan plunged her fingers into her cunt. Walt fired his third round of cum into Susan's ass and Susan creamed all over her fingers.

The rest of the summer they had sex all the time and they continued their torrid relationship through Susan's freshman year of college. During Susan's freshman year, Audrey sold their home and moved to Florida. She found a nice beach front home just north of Pam Beach that was perfect for her. The home was 75 yards from the ocean and sat up high on the dunes making the back yard totally private. There was a small swimming pool and Jacuzzi in the back yard.

AUDREY BECOMES A VOYEUR

Audrey quickly got involved with the local activities and she joined the women's club and civic club. She kept herself very busy and very fit. She loved to walk the beach which she did every day and she swam in her pool. Audrey was very pleased with her life and it was good to be away from the town with old memories.

The summer after Susan's freshman year, Audrey was surprised when both Walt and Susan arrived at the house. She was even more surprised to learn that Susan had invited Walt to stay for the entire summer. Audrey did not want Walt at her house for the summer but she really didn't know how to say no since Susan had invited him. Audrey decided to let him stay but she would tell Susan that it was only this once.

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Nephew Chris becomes Niece Chrissie


PRELUDE

"Okay Sara just slow down and tell me again what happened," Jake instructed his older sister over the telephone.

"It's our *** Chris. Henry and I came home early and found him having sex in the family room," Sara blurted out.

"Okay I understand that. Chris is 18 years old so other than doing in your house it was consensual. Why are you so upset?" Jake asked.

"Oh my God Jake, he was having sex with two other men. They were older than Chris but they were still young," Sara sobbed into the phone.

"Are you telling me that Chris is gay?" Tell me what the three boys were doing when you found them," Jake asked now more curious than alarmed.

"Oh Jake it was humiliating. One of the boys had his penis in Chris' bottom and the other boy had his penis in Chris' mouth," Sara admitted and then added, "Henry went absolutely wild with anger."

Jake felt his cock stir in his pants when he envisioned Chris sucking a cock and getting fucked at the same time. Jake had seen Chris last year and he thought that Chris seemed a bit effeminate. Now those suspicions were confirmed and he was anxious to learn more.

"How can I help you Sara?" Jake asked.

"Henry threw Chris out of the house and he has no where to stay. I'm worried about him," Sara revealed.

"Are you sure there is no chance that Henry will change his mind?"

"Not a chance, he is still furious and he told Chris that he never wanted to see him again."

"Where is Chris now?"

"I gave him some money for a motel but it is not enough for him to stay there more than a few nights. What can I do Jake?"

"Tell Chris to come and stay with me until everything is sorted out. Do you have enough money for train fare?"

"Yes I can give him money for the train. Thank you so much Jake!" Sara exclaimed.

Jake thought to himself, "Don't thank me yet sis. You have no idea what I have planned for my nephew." Then Jake instructed his sister to have Chris call him when he knew what train he would be on.

Sara thanked Jake over and over again and then they hung up. Jake thought about his nephew coming to stay with him. He was already picturing Chris in bed on all fours while he drilled his nephew's curvy ass. Jake remembered from last year that Chris had a good looking ass. Chris already resembled a girl as he had fair flawless and hairless skin and Jake would have fun completing that transformation. Jake had always wanted a ladyboy of his own and now he would have one. Chris his nephew would become Chrissie his niece.

INTRODUCTION

Jake Hastings was a 30 year old divorcee. His marriage had been a disaster and he had no interest in getting remarried. He dated sparingly and he was quick to drop a woman who either didn't ***** with him or started talking about a commitment. Jake often thought about his best Army buddy Carl who had decided to keep a ladyboy around for sex. Carl and Jake had been stationed in Paris together where they had encountered female imper***ators and lady boys. Jake liked the fact that the ladyboys looked like girls and that they always took it in the ass.

Jake preferred anal sex as his first choice, oral sex second and vaginal sex last. Jake was not big into eating pussy and he certainly wasn't into sucking cock or getting fucked. Jake didn't mind giving a ladyboy a reach around while he fucked him but that was as far as he went. Jake hadn't seen Carl in a few years but he still had his phone number. Jake decided that he would give Carl a call later after he worked out and showered.

Jake had his own exercise equipment at home and he worked out regularly. He was also an avid skier and scuba diver. At 6'2" and 190 pounds, Jake was a picture of fitness. He was a handsome dude and many people wondered why he had not remarried. Jake had light brown hair, hazel eyes and he was also well endowed. At least he was content with his 8" long cock that was just over 5" around when fully erect.

Jake was a successful businessman as a manufactures representative. He liked the freedom of being self-employed and he loved to travel. Jake would travel for weeks sometimes months at a time both for business and for pleasure. He currently lived in the foothills of Colorado where he was close to the airport and the mountains. His home sat up high on a bluff and it was secluded and private. Jake worked out for almost two hours then he showered and sat down to call Carl.

Chris Jennings had just received word from his ****** about moving in with his uncle Jake. Chris liked Jake as he was a god looking rugged guy. Chris had often fantasized about having sex with his uncle but he didn't dare let on about his feelings. Now he was seated on the train as it rumbled toward Denver and he thought about what the future might hold for him.

As he dozed on and off during the train ride, Chris thought about what had happened to get him to this point in his life.

Chris and his two friends Kyle and Bruce had been hanging out and hooking up together all summer since Chris graduated from high school. Chris had met Kyle and Bruce on a canoe trip and they shared the same tent together. It didn't take Kyle and Bruce long to figure out Chris and the three of them were soon having sex every night in the tent. Then that one Saturday Chris' parents were supposed to be gone all day so he invited Kyle and Bruce over to the house.

Chris could still hear his ****** screaming obscenities when he walked in the house and got the three of them having sex in the family room. Chris was sucking on Bruce's cock while Kyle was fucking Chris in the ass. There was no mistake about what was going on and Chris' parents were mortified. Bruce and Kyle scrambled to get their clothes on and get out of the house while Chris' ****** was ranting. Then Chris was ordered out and his ****** snuck him some money to stay at a motel. Now as Chris traveled to his Uncle Jake's place, he wondered how much detail his ****** went into with his uncle.

Chris woke from his ******* when he heard the conductor call out. "Denver, next stop Denver, this is the last stop."

JAKE RECEIVES HIS NEPHEW

"Carl, how are you?" Jake snorted when Carl answered the phone.

"Jake is that you? Well I'll be damned. What are you up to?" Carl replied.

"I thought that I'd give you a call and see how you were doing and who you were doing?" Jake laughed

"Hey, I'm glad you called. I got me a new ladyboy. Cute little fucker, he's Asian," Carl revealed and then asked, "What about you, what are you doing for action these days?"

"That's why I called. My nephew is coming to live with me and I am thinking about making him my niece," Jake admitted.

Jake then went on to tell the whole story as his sister had told it. Jake then described Chris to Carl. Chris was about 5'6" and weighed about 130 pounds. He was very effeminate with a nice curvy ass and shapely legs. Chris had long wavy brown hair but his skin was hairless and flawless. Carl listened intently to Jake's description and then he spoke.

"Jake he sounds perfect. A great candidate to become a ladyboy," Carl confirmed.

"I wanted to ask you how I should go about it," Jake asked.

"Hey the best way is to go over to France for about a month if you can afford the time. If not you can come out here to San Francisco and I can set you up with the right people. France would be better though and I can set you up with my contacts in St. Tropez," Carl offered.

"I can go to France and it would be fun to be on the Riviera again. What's all involved?" Jake questioned.

"Well you will get him started on female hormones. In time he will develop breasts and his body hair will diminish but you are already ahead of the game since he doesn't have much. Let his hair grown and set him up with a stylist. I'll call Maurice for you. He runs a finishing school for transsexuals. After three or four weeks there he will come home as a girl, of course you can be fucking him all that time too," Carla spelled out.

"Sounds like a great plan, when can you set it up for me?" Jake asked.

"I'll call as soon as we hang up and get back to you," Carl replied.

"Thanks buddy!" Jake concluded.

"Hey no problem and when you get back call me. Let's plan to get together and have some fun with the ladyboys," Carl said signing off.

The wheels were in motion and Jake then headed to the Denver train station to greet his nephew Chris. Jake arrived at the station minutes before the train pulled in. He waited by the departure gate and then he spotted Chris who had nothing with him but the clothes on his back. Chris smiled when he saw his handsome uncle. Jake looked at the pretty teenager and felt his cock stir in his pants at the thought of fucking his nephew later. Chris hugged his uncle and he was surprised when he was sure that he felt Jake's stiff cock against his thigh.

"Welcome to Colorado," Jake said warmly.

"Thanks, I'm glad to be here and I'm looking forward to staying with you," Chris said nervously.

Jake then led Chris to the parking lot and minutes later they were off to the secluded home of Jake. Once they arrived at the house, Jake showed Chris to his room and then let him settle in.

"Take a shower if you want. Dinner won't be ready for another hour. Tomorrow we'll go shopping and get you some clothes," Jake said.

Chris nodded and then he decided to take a shower. Jake waited until Chris was undressed and he looked in on him in the bathroom just before Chris got in the shower. "Nice ass," Jake thought to himself and he was already looking forward to fucking Chris later.

They had dinner that night and Chris thought it was cool that his uncle let him have wine with his dinner. Over dinner Jake broke the news that they would be leaving for France in a few weeks but he did not tell Chris why. Chris was thrilled with the opportunity to travel and Jake said they would apply for Chris' passport tomorrow as well.

Later they adjourned to the family room and Jake poured his nephew a night cap. Chris had never had an after dinner ***** and he loved it. In fact he had two more before it was time to go to bed. Chris was a little light headed from the wine and the Frangelica ****** but he was in a very relaxed state. He was more than surprised when his uncle came to his room that night to talk with him. Jake ended up giving Chris a massage to relax him and Chris succumbed to his uncle's seduction.

"You seem a little tense and your skin is dry. I'll put some oil on you and give you a massage," Jake told him.

Jake rubbed massage oil into his nephew's back and shoulders. Then he worked over Chris' legs and Chris was embarrassed as he got an erection from the touch of his uncle's hands. Chris was surprised but he didn't object when Uncle Jake pulled his shorts down and off his legs. Chris pressed his erection into the mattress so that his uncle wouldn't see how turned on he was. Chris groaned when his uncle massaged the oil onto his buttocks and then he gasped aloud when his uncle inserted a finger into his asshole. Jake kept massaging his nephew's ass and fingering his asshole until he couldn't wait any longer to fuck his nephew.

"I have been thinking about this all day ever since I saw your hot ass get off the train. Your ****** told me about your friends so I know that you like to get fucked," Jake whispered.

Jake knelt on the bed and pushed his own bottoms down to his knees. He lifted Chris' shapely ass into the air and eased his oily cock into his nephew's ass. Jake slid in easily which was testimony that Chris was very experienced in anal sex. Chris grunted a little as he was surprised with the size of his uncle's cock. It was clearly the largest cock that had been in his ass. Chris, not sure what to say, remained speechless and he let his uncle have his way.

Jake fucked his nephew slowly in an attempt to prolong his ejaculation and savor every second that his cock was buried in the shapely ass. Chris groaned as his uncle fucked him slowly and then he ejaculated without even having touched his cock Chris clenched his sphincter muscles when he came which increased the tightness around his uncle's cock. Jake then lost it and shot a barrage of cum deep into his nephew's rectum. Jake left his cock in his nephew's ass and remarkably he stayed hard, Jake continued fucking his nephew until he came again. This time Jake reached around and stroked his nephew's cock. Chris came twice again in his uncle's hand before Jake filled his ass a second time. Jake liked giving Chris a reach around and he referred to Chris' smaller cock as his clit.

Jake would take his time with Chris as he didn't want to scare him with his plan to convert him to a ladyboy. He would explain in due time that Chris was destined to become Chrissie at least while he was in Jake's house. Jake left Chris alone in bed and Chris lay there thinking that he was probably going to enjoy his stay with his Uncle Jake. Chris now knew that his ****** had told Jake everything which is probably why Jake knew that he could fuck his nephew. Chris was thrilled that Jake liked him and as he thought about his uncle, Chris fell into a deep *****.

Uncle Jake was back in the morning and he fucked Chris again in bed. "We're going to have a lot of fun together," Jake whispered in Chris' ear as he fucked him.

Then he took Chris into the shower and soaped his body. Jake then fucked Chris' ass in the shower as he gave him another reach around. Uncle Jake liked watching Chris shoot and seeing his cum bounce off the shower wall. Then Jake filled Chris' ass with his seed one more time. Later when they were cleaned up and dressed, they sat around the breakfast table and Uncle Jake told Chris about his experiences with the ladyboys in Paris and San Francisco. He told Chris that he would like his nephew to become his ladyboy while they were in the house. Chris was intrigued by the idea and somewhat curious about wearing women's clothing. Uncle Jake was convinced that his nephew would become a perfect ladyboy.

CHRIS' NEW LIFE

As promised Jake took Chris to apply for a passport which Jake asked to be expedited and paid the additional fee. Then Jake took Chris shopping and they purchased both men's and women's clothes for Chris to wear. Jake also picked up the female hormones that Carl had suggested. Chris' training to become a ladyboy would begin that very day. When they returned home later that day Chris began taking the female hormones. Jake also had Chris model some the ladies clothing they had bought that day. Uncle Jake had picked out all sorts of outfits for his nephew. Chris wore girl's panties and he actually liked the feel of them.

Over the next several weeks Chris would only wear girl's clothes in the house. When they went out he was allowed to wear boy's clothes. Chris' hair got longer and Jake also made Chris put on lipstick and makeup at home. One of Jake's favorite things to do was fuck Chris in the ass when he was dressed in a girls' outfit. First Chris would drop to his knees and suck his uncle's cock before his uncle fucked him. Jake would then have Chris get on all fours and then he would flip the skirt up over Chris' back. Jake would caress his nephew's panty covered ass and then lower the panties to Chris' knees. Jake then would grease his cock and Chris' ass and then slide his big dick into his nephew's ass. Jake would fuck Chris in the ass until he flooded it with his seed. Jake loved to cum in his nephew's ass.

Jake would have Chris wear different outfits although his favorite was a private school girl's uniform. Other girl's clothes that Chris wore included a tennis outfit, a cheerleader outfit and a black mini cocktail dress. When Chris wore the cocktail dress he also wore thigh high hose with elastic tops. Chris would often check himself out in the mirror as he wore one of the outfits and he was surprised how much he looked like a girl. It was actually a little scary because there was really no way to know until his panties were removed and his cock was visible.

Chris enjoyed his role with his uncle but he dearly missed having his cock sucked and fucking another ass. Chris hoped that he would be able to meet some gay guys soon. Then Jake came home with the news. Chris' passport had arrived and Jake booked the trip to Provence France. Chris was thrilled as he was now sure that he would meet some gay French boys on the trip. It was 10 days before they left and Jake fucked Chris every day. Some days Chris sucked Jake's cock and swallowed his uncle's cum. Chris liked playing with his uncle's big dick and he would stroke it and suck it for hours on end.

The day arrived for the trip to France and they left for the airport. They flew from Denver to Philadelphia to Paris. From Paris they took the bullet train to Marseilles. They flew business class and on the flight from Philadelphia Chris learned about the mile high club when he sucked his uncle's cock in the lavatory. When they arrived in Marseilles they took a taxi to a hotel in Cote D'Azur. Chris was looking forward to the clothing optional beach and meeting young French boys. That night they had a lovely dinner and then Jake fucked Chris back in the room before they retired for the night.

"That's enough for one day," Jake said tiredly, "You have a busy day tomorrow."

MAURICE AND RENEE

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Découverte


Marié depuis quelques années, nousvivions heureux, nous faisions l'amour 3 fois par semaine minimum enbref tout allé bien. J'ai trente ans et ma femme 29, elle travailcomme secrétaire de direction dans une entreprise de la région.
Nous sommes samedi matin c'est été, elle s'occupe du ménagetandis que moi je fais les comptes sur mon ordinateur quand tout uncoup je reçois un E-mail avec une vidéo jointe je télécharge ledocument et l'ouvre c'est une vidéo. Je découvre une vidéo tournéavec une web- cam dans un bureau ou la secrétaire se fais baisée par*** patron et la le visage de la secrétaire fait face à la cam et jereconnais ma femme qui à l'air d'aimer cette partie de jambes enl'air, je regarde la vidéo jusqu'au bout et je vois ma femme prendre*** pied plusieurs fois avant que *** patron je jouisse dans sabouche. Fou de rage je demande à ma femme de venir voir, je remetsla vidéo, prête à râler que je lui fais voir une vidéo de cul quandtout un coup elle se rencontre que c'est elle. Elle se retourne leslarmes aux yeux me dit qu'elle va m'expliquer mais je lui dis quej'espère bien avoir une explication, mais pour le moment je lui disde regarder plus le film avance plus je suis excité. J'oblige mafemme à poser ses mains sur le bureau, ouvre mon pantalon descendsmon slip, je relève sa robe arrache sa culotte et le pénètre viollament mais je me rends compte qu'elle mouille et je n'ai pas tropde mal à la pénétrer. Plus je la défonce *********** plus ellecouine, je sens que je ne vais pas tarder à jouir encore plus encolère de voir qu'elle y prend du plaisir alors que je la mal traitechose que je n'avais jamais osé faire, je me retire et lui donnequelques fessées et là pénètre à nouveau et recommence à la fessée àchaque fois que je sors jusqu'au moment n'en pouvant plus jedécharge une bonne quantité de sperme dans sa chatte et qu'elleaussi joui. Après avoir repris mes esprits, j'oblige ma femme à mesucer pour nettoyer mon sexe chose quelle fait alors qu'avant elleaurait catégoriquement refusé.
Après le repas du soir, noussommes sur la terrasse, je lui demande l'explication pourquoi elles'est laissé baiser par *** patron. Elle m'explique qu'il y a unmois, elle a fait une bêtise et que *** patron lui a proposé d'êtrepunie ou licenciée avec la promesse d'avoir beaucoup de mal àretrouver du travail. Sachant que mon salaire ne suffira pas à nosbesoins, elle é donc accepté d'être punie. Il lui dit qu'à partir dedemain elle doit venir travailler en jupe ou robe courte 10 cm audessus du genou maximum. Le lendemain elle se présente au bureaudans la tenue demandé, il lui demande de poser ses mains sur lebureau pour qu'il lui administre une bonne fessée comme aux petitesfilles pas sages et qu'il le fera deux fois par jour pendant unmois. Elle a donc pris la position et reçu plusieurs fessée puisqu'il a relevé sa jupe, qu'elle a protesté mais qu'il l'a menacé delicenciement donc elle a laissé faire et a reçu des fessées. Vers 17H avant de quitter le bureau ma femme se rend dans le bureau de ***patron pour de nouveau recevoir la fessée. Le vendredi soir comme lereste de la semaine me femme se rend dans le bureau de *** patron,elle prend appui comme d'habitude sur le bureau reçoit quelquesfessées *** patron relève sa jupe donne quelques fessée et là alorsqu'elle s'apprête à se redresser il lui dit de ne pas bouger etbaisse totalement sa culotte et lui administre plusieurs fessées. Apartir de ce jour, il lui baissa sa culotte à chaque séance defessée. Je l'interromps dans *** récit et lui dit de se mettre toutenue ici sur la terrasse, elle me dit non que le voisin ou sa femmeavec qui nous avons de bonnes relations pourraient la voir, je luiréponds qu'elle a bien montré *** cul à *** patron alors un homme deplus ou de moins et si bien elle n'a pas le choix sinon je racontetout à sa famille et montre la vidéo. Une fois nue elle continue ***histoire qui commence à me faire bander. Il y a 2 semaines levendredi vers 15 H, *** patron lui demande de venir, une fois dansle bureau il lui dit de retirer sa jupe et d'enlever sa culotte puisde prendre la position habituel et là il lui donne plus de fesséesque l'habitude une cinquantaine contre vingt habituellement après ladernière fessée il passe sa main entre ses cuisses va jusqu'à sachatte et qu'elle est mouillée il lui redonne quelques fessées d'unemain tandis que de l'autre il dégrafe *** pantalon et baisse ***boxer et dés la dernière fessée il la pénètre. Elle proteste mais ilcontinue à la limer et voyant qu'elle commence à prendre du plaisir,il l'oblige à se mettre toute nue et il l'emmène vers une jouissanceextraordinaire. Et hier comme la semaine précédente, il là baisersur *** bureau et cette vidéo qu'il a envoyée. Elle me dit qu'elleva mettre un terme à tout ça, je lui dis qu'il n'en ai pas question,mais qu'elle devra tout me raconter comme elle vient de le faire.Elle accepte s'approche de moi et me demande si je ne lui en veuxpas de trop, je lui réponds que j'aurai préféré qu'elle me le diseavant que je reçoive la vidéo et je prends sa main et la dirige versmon sexe déjà bien dur par le récit. Je la retourne contre la tablede salon de jardin et sans peine la pénètre. Elle me demande pourrentrer car le voisin pourrait nous voir mais je refuse etj'accélère les va et vient et je me garde de lui dire que j'ai vuune forme prés de la haie qui sépare les deux propriétés. Elle prendénormément de plaisir à sa faire prendre dehors au vu du voisin etnous jouis***s ensemble et c'est tellement fort qu'il nous fautquelques minutes pour reprendre nos esprits.
Le lendemain, étantdans mon jardin je vois la voisine qui sort de chez elle, après unbonjour, elle m'annonce que *** mari est absent pour le week-endpour *** travail. Je lui propose donc de venir manger chez nous pourne pas être seule, elle accepte en ma demandant si elle ne va pasnous déranger je lui affirme que non et que ma femme seraravie.

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

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

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The Probation Officer


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The sudden question startled Jackie but she quickly recovered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Squeeze the last drops out," Salam commanded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Time again evaporated.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Do you finger yourself ?" questioned Salam.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jackie meekly submitted and dropped to her bare knees.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Clean me Bitch," was the only response.

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

After she had cleaned her new master she leaned back.

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

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

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

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

willing bi story


I'm a 46 year old happily married man, at least almost happily married, you see I have a problem. It seems that after my wife turned 40 she lost interest in sex. I think the main reason for our lack of sex is due to my small cock size. At just 4 inches fully hard I can't give her the satisfaction she desires.

I love her dearly but after a few years of this I decided to do something about my lack of sex at home. I had always fantasized about giving a blow job and servicing other married guys that weren't getting oral pleasure at home. So, I decided it was time to turn this fantasy into a reality.

I started researching on the net and found several places where I could meet other married men like myself. I decided to take the plunge and ran an ad. It basically said I was a married man looking to service other married men, specifically looking for a dominant guy with a cock bigger than mine.

After a couple of days I got 10 responses. I sifted through all the emails and sent out responses. A few more days went by and I only got a couple of responses back. You'd be surprised how many people respond to ads but really aren't interested at all. After about a month of exchanging emails I was down to one guy, Dave was his name and he seemed to have potential. Below is some of our emails.

John, I saw your ad and am interested. MWM, 48, 7inches. Looking for someone to service me on a regular basis. Not interested in a relationship, just want to find someone to worship my cock and suck me on a regular basis. If you get into cross dressing that would be a plus but not required. Tell me more about yourself. Dave

Dave, I'm a MWM, 46 and just 4 inches. Submissive whose always had a desire to service other men. Sex with the wife has pretty well gone south, so I'm looking to explore my fantasies. Wife doesn't know so would have to be discrete. This is my first attempt at finding someone so I don't have a lot of experience. Hope you don't mind. Also as a matter of fact I do enjoy wearing women underwear.
John.

John, Don't mind at all. Like the idea of instructing you on how to care of my cock. What else have you fantasised about besides sucking cock? Maybe we can meet for ***** and see if we click. Dave

Dave, I love to fantasise about being cuckolded by a well endowed man. A big fan of interracial porn. Also love the idea if becoming a pussy slave to a large breasted older women.

In this final email I also made arrangements where we could meet. We set up a time, I gave him a description of myself and clothes I'd be wearing, and he did the same.

Saturday rolled around and I was really nervous, but I decided it was now or never. I walked to the pub where we'd arranged to meet. I went into the pub where I had arranged to meet Dave. I was about 10 minutes early, the waiting was driving me crazy and my stomach was churning over and over. All the while my little cock rock hard in anticipation of the meeting that was about to take place.

At the appointed time, I saw a man walk in at the far end of the pub meeting the description of Dave. He walked up beside me and I almost fainted. It was Dave Williams a manager in the place that I worked.

At work Mr Williams always ignored me, in his eyes I was a nobody unworthy of acknowledgment. Now here he was stood next to me. I could hardly look him in the eye, my mind filled with dread at the prospect of sucking his cock.

"Are you here to meet me", barked Dave in a deep manly voice.

"Yes Sir" I stammered, somewhat ashamed that one of my bosses knew all about my secret fantasises.

"So you're the little sissy that wants to suck my cock", he sniggered.

Again I answered "Yes Sir". My use of the word "Sir" somehow confirming my inferiority to Mr Williams

"Good boy, if I'd known about you sooner I'd have done this ages ago.", he roared.

We spent the next hour *****ing by the bar, my face flushed with red virtually the whole time. Dave kept asking me loads of personal questions all the while. In particular he kept asking me questions about my wife Melanie. What she was like in bed, did she shave her pussy, etc. Strangely I was enjoying the *********** of it all, not to mention the fact that my cock was hard the whole time.

After my third ***** Dave told me to ***** up and that we were to go back to his place. He said that his wife and 2 ********* were out for the rest of the day, and that we wouldn't be disturbed. The journey took about 15 minuets. As we drove Dave told me that his wife didn't like sucking his cock, and that he was really looking forward to having me suck his cock.

When we arrived at his house, we both went in. We made our way into his living room. Dave sat on the sofa, and gestured for me to sit on the floor by his feet.

"So how long have you been doing this and what exactly are you into?," he said as he made himself comfortable in his easy chair.

Looking up at him I replied, "Well, I haven't really haven't been into anything yet. I haven't sucked anyone off, I've never been with a man, but have always had the desire to get my hands on another guys cock and suck it. I can't explain it, but the desire has always been there. I guess it's because I don't see my self as a real man because my cock is so tiny. Even when me and my wife are watching a porn, and the girl is sucking he guy, sometimes I imagine it's me giving the blow job", I answered submissively.

"Hmmm, sounds interesting," Dave said. With that he began to undo his trousers freeing his cock from within the confines of his pants. All I could do was look on and gulp as his cock came into view. For most of my adult life I had fantasized about this moment and it was finally coming true. In it's soft flaccid state it was much longer and thicker than mine. Dave told me not to be afraid, and to touch his dick.

I reached up with my right hand and took hold Dave's cock around the base and started to stroke it. With my left hand I cradled his big balls and started to massage them. His cock started to grow in my hand the more I stroked it. When fully it was fully erect it looked massive, much thicker than mine and about twice the length.

I bet I've jacked off 10,000 times in the last 30 years and never really paid attention to how it felt to hold my dick. But now with Dave's dick in my hand it felt so good. It's large size was mesmerizing. I'd didn't feel like a man at all, in fact I felt more like a 14 year old schoolgirl.

I sat up a little and leaned forward, taking in the manly scent of his crotch. I rubbed the cock head against my lips, then around them. I took a deep breath and licked the tip, it tasted so manly. I opened my mouth and gently sucked on the head of his cock swirling my tongue on the underside.

Dave said, "That was good start, but no sense in rushing things, My wife is going to be gone all day so we'll have plenty of time to talk and play. You mentioned in one your emails that you like to dress in women's clothes. What do you like to wear?"

I replied, "Well I've never dressed for anybody other than myself. But when my wife Melanie is out and I get in the right mood I have some stockings and suspenders that I like wear. I love the feel of the nylon against my skin and when I jerk off I have a pretty intense orgasm. But, I have to be in the right mood."

Dave said, "I'd really like to see you dressed up. Would mind doing that for me."

"It's kind of embarrassing but I guess so." Dave told me his wife had some kinky underwear in her bottom draw. He lead me upstairs and showed me the draw. "Put on whatever you like", he grinned, making his way back downstairs leaving me alone with his wife's underwear at my disposal.

I rummaged through the draw and selected a lacy black suspender belt with matching stockings and knickers. I took off all my clothes and put on the items. My tiny cock was throbbing inside the silky knickers, everything felt really good but I was so nervous.

Slowly I made my way back downstairs and into the living room. Dave was now sat on the sofa again watching a porn film where a black man was being sucked off by a young white girl.

"Well come here and let me look at you", he barked. I was instructed to twirl around for him. He Laughing out load, "No wonder you like to dress up and want to suck cock. Your dick is about the size of a clit."

I was so embarrassed, I pulled up my panties to hide myself. "How does it feel to dress like a sissy for a real man. Does it turn you on sissy", Dave said.

My mind was really starting to spin but I managed to get out a, "Yes Sir." I was so turned I though my heart was going to burst out of my chest and my little cock was starting to tent my panties.

As he reached forward and began to rub my suspenders straps leg he said, "Would that be your ultimate fantasy, to turn yourself over to another man to be his sex toy. Is that it?"

"I've thought about it and jerked off to it on more than one occasion," I said. His hand rubbing my leg through the stockings was really turning my on. The front of my panties was starting to get wet from my oozing pre-cum.

"Why don't you get on your knees and stroke me a little while we talk."

I knelt down and took his cock in my hand and started playing with it.

"Have you ever thought about dressing totally as a woman, with make up and stuff?"

"I've thought about it but I know I'm not passable so I just get off on wearing the sexy underwear." I leaned forward and gave his cock a nice wet kiss. His pre-cum was starting to flow too. After a few minutes he grabbed my head and shoved his cock right in my mouth. "Suck me whilst I watch this film", he ordered.

I would have liked to have watched the film myself for a while, but it was clear all this was about his pleasure and not mine. In fact it was at this point that he ordered me that under no circumstance was I allowed to touch my own cock. To use his words he now "owned my cock".

I was now sucking for all I was worth, his cock felt enormous inside my mouth. It felt so humiliating worshiping another man's big dick as he watched a porn film. Dave was calling me a "slut" all the while, asking me what I thought my wife Melanie would make of me if she could see me now. I could of course not answer, I guess it would be rude to talk with his cock in my mouth.

For about 10 minuets or so I slurped away until I felt his cock begin to throb. Finally he exploded inside my mouth sending copious amounts of thick creamy spunk everywhere. I swallowed as much as I could, but some still ended up dribbling down my chin and onto my chest.

"Wow, that wasn't bad," he said, "but you could use a little more practice."

I sucked him twice more that day, and not once was a allowed to touch my own dick.

The second time I sucked him he made sure I swallowed the lot. The final time he went for the opposite, shooting his load all over my face and hair. He told me he was "marking his territory".

Finally it was time to go, I took of my sissy undies and got dressed. One thing Dave wouldn't let me do was wash his spunk off my face. It took me almost an hour to walk home, I could still taste his cum all the time. When I eventually got home Melanie was in bed. I sat down stairs in the dark for about an hour, and during that time I shot my load 4 times as I recalled the days events. In the space of just a few hours Mr Williams had turned me into a sissy cum slut.



Several days later in my secret email account I got a message from Dave. It simply read, Need my cock sucked, wife and ********* are going out tonight. I'll give you a call.

I responded back that I wasn't sure I could make it. In days since I'd first sucked Dave's cock I'd began to regret what I'd done and wasn't sure if I wanted to meet him again.

Several hours later I got a response back from Dave. When I ask you come over, I expect you to come, see photo attachments.

I opened at the first attachment and it was a picture of me with his big cock in my mouth. The next was a picture of me wearing his wife's stockings and suspenders. I could only imagine he must have had a hidden camera taking pictures of me.

I guess I have two choices, either be his personal cock sucker or let the whole world know including my wife that I was a closet sissy wimp. The more I thought about it the more I knew I had only one choice, if he called I have to would go.

About 7 o'clock the phone rang and Melanie answered it. She talked for several minutes so I thought was one of her friends, that is until she walked up and handed me the phone. She mouthed the word Dave.

"Hello", I mumbled numerously.

"Hi, there sissy boy. I told your lovely wife I'm your boss from work and that I have some papers I want to show you. She sounds really nice, hopefully I'll get to meet her soon", Dave said.

I of course new therew as no paper work to see, he just wanted his cock sucked.

"Yes ok, I'll be there in 10 minutes," I said as I hung up.

"I'll be back in a few hours", I told Mel. Adding that Dave was my new boss and that he was quite demanding. Well in a way I was sort of telling the truth.

Filled with mixed emotions of excitement and dread I drove to Dave's house. Once there I knocked on the door and Dave answered it. Dave was standing there completely naked, his cock already rock hard.

"Come in slut, get in here and suck my cock.", he yelled.

I followed him into the living room where he plopped himself down in his arm chair and spread his legs. I kneeled down between his legs and took his cock between my lips.

"OOOOhhhh, yeah. Suck my cock slut. Just think, your lovely little wife Melanie is all alone at home while your over here with my cock in your mouth.", he chuckled.

My mouth and tongue worked the head of his cock, and with my left hand I cradled his nut sack and started gently squeezing them.

"Your getting much better. So does your wife ever suck your cock?", he enquired.

"We used to, but not anymore", I replied as I liked down his shaft to his balls and back up the head again. I sucked the head of his cock in my mouth and ran my tongue around the edge, paying particular attention to the underside.

"Well maybe that's because she needs a real man, not a sissy cock sucker like you."

I stopped sucking and looked up at him, while I stroked his cock. I had an idea where this was going. I'd told Dave all about my cuckold fantasises in our emails. He knew the thought of another man fucking my wife while I watched had been a turn on for years and I was becoming very aroused.

I decided not to answer him and went back to work on his cock. I could tell he was getting close, his pre cum was really flowing now.

"I could fuck your wife. And, if you were real good I might let you suck my cum out of her well fucked pussy. How would you like that?", he said.

"I would like that very much Sir, but sadly my wife isn't into any of this" I replied.

"OK, but I bet she'd like a real man to fuck her, wouldn't she.", purred Dave, as I sucked on his cock hard.

"Yes Sir", I mumbled submissive.

With that he grabbed my head and pulled it back on his dick. With him holding my head he started fucking my mouth. Slowly at first and then started to build speed. Just before he shot his load down my throat, he stopped pumping and as I held open my mouth he held the tip of on my tongue so he could watch his come shoot into my mouth. I could feel it swell as each shot of his hot cum hit my tongue. I swallowed that thick creamy goo and it tasted wonderful.

When he finished I suck him into my mouth again to completely drain all the cum from his spent cock. When I was sure he was empty and I leaned back and said, "It's getting late Mel will be wondering where I am.

It was 3 days later that I heard from Dave next. He called me to his office at work and told me that his wife June was holding a dinner party on Saturday evening and that he wanted me and Mel to attend. I was really nervous about my wife being in the company of a man who's cock I had now sucked several times. I tried to make various excuses as to why Mel couldn't be there. But Dave was having none of it, he made it clear he wanted Mel there. He also told me he wanted her dressed "sluttishly". My reply was a humble "Yes Sir". Dave was delighted, and made me suck his cock before I left.

One last thing he did before I left was to give me one of his wife's suspender- belt's, complete with stockings. They were white in colour, with tiny red bows on the suspenders. "I want you wearing these under your trousers, he barked assertively"

Saturday arrived and I made sure Mel was dressed rather tartish. It took a little coaxing, but I got her to wear her little black dress, complete with 4 inch high heels. She even wore her stockings and suspenders hidden underneath. Little did she know I was also clad in suspenders, what a pair of little tarts we made.

Entering Dave's house he introduced myself and Melanie to his wife June. His wife June was an attractive woman, smartly dressed with very large breasts. She was quite tall as well, with long legs. It was all a bit embarrassing as June looked down upon my sluttishly dressed wife and whispered under her breath "Cheap tart". With that Dave informed me that he had something to show me upstairs whilst the "Girls" got to know each other better.

The something he had to show me was of course his cock. I sucked him off in his bedroom whist my wife and his were down stairs. "Oh yeah, pussyboy, suck that cock. I'm going to shoot my load all over your face," Dave moaned.

With my right hand massaging his nuts and his cock sliding in and out of my mouth it didn't take long before I felt his big hand on the back of my head. He held my head stationary as he started pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. Suddenly I felt his cock grow larger, he stopped moving, whipped out his cock and started squirting his seed all over my face and hair. I continued to milk his cock with my lips until he was soft again. Next he told me not to wipe it off. It was highly embarrassing but it looked like I'd have to spend the rest of the evening with his spunk dried all over my face.

Making my way down stairs I was wondering how I could possibly explain the spunk stains all over my face. As it turned out, there would be no need to explain.

Apparently whist me and Dave had been upstairs June had been showing my wife all the photos that Dave had took of me sucking his cock. As her husbands face was not visible in any of the pictures, she informed me wife that if they were made public all of the shame would be on me.

My wife had been stunned, but was only to aware that we both faced ridicule and *********** if they became pubic. June had left her in no doubts if she didn't do exactly as she said then that is what happen.

Whist I'd been upstairs sucking Dave's cock. June had made my wife strip down to just her stockings and suspends, plus her high heels. She'd removed her own knickers and was now making my sobbing wife lick her big hairy cunt out.

When I walked through the door I saw everything. My wife tried to brake away from her task and explain but June stopped her. My wife was ****** to continue with her "work" as June explained everything to me. Apparently she and Dave had been in with it all from the start. Because of my actions myself and my wife now found ourselves as sex slaves to

Still stood in the doorway I could only look on as Dave began to undo his trousers and freed his cock from the confines of his pants. Already hard again he made his way to where Mel was knelt and began to rub his bell end up and down her pussy slit. Turning towards me Dave ordered me to strip down to just my stockings and suspenders. Clearly this had all been part of Dave and June's plan to have us both dressed in suspenders.

Dave made sure I could see everything as he slid his fat cock inside my wife. I could only stand there biting my lip as he began to fuck her. He was pumping her really hard from the onset. He looked at me and asked, "Are you enjoying watching the woman you love being taken by a real Man". The truth was that I was enjoying it, and I told him so".

My wife all the while was continuing to pay homage to Mary's now sopping wet pussy and Dave shafted her from behind. Mel was now moaning slightly, her cries becoming more audible with each stroke. She was being taken by a real man for the first time in her life. 20 years of my pencil dick had left her so unfulfilled. Like myself only a few days earlier she was becoming a slut to Dave's cock.

For a good 10 minuets Dave fucked her, I could only admire his stamina. Eventually he came, filling my wife's now stretched love tunnel with his thick cream. Plopping his manly tool from inside her, I almost instinctively knew what I had to do next. Without even being told a word I lay down between my wife's swollen pussy lips and began to lick her out. "That's a good boy, clean it all up", Dave mockingly laughed. He also took the opportunity to tell me that from now on that would be the closest I ever got to my wife's cunt.
Soon after June also came exploding her fanny juices all over my wife's face. All the while she was calling Mel a slut and a whore, informing her that from now on she owned her arse. I saw for myself what June meant by this a few minuets latter when she flung my wife over her knee and soundly spanked her backside. Mel was sobbing all the time, begging June to leave her alone. Dave was telling her that she was now his and June's slave. My wife kept on replying that there was no way this would happen. This only had the effect that June began to hit her bum even harder, clearly my wife was in for a hard time.

As this painful assault was taking place my mouth was put to good use cleaning Dave's cock. It was such a turn on s I could taste my wife's love juices all over his cock. When I'd done I thanked Dave for fucking my wife and turning her into his slut. Mel looked over at me in shock and disgust. She'd been well fucked by Dave and made to lick June's pussy, but clearly she wasn't under the same control as myself, YET.

Later that evening after I'd watched Dave fuck my wife once more and I'd licked out Mary's hungry cunt, I was instructed to go home. Mel was to remain with Dave and Mary for the next 48 hours. Dave told he and June would using that time to "Train" my wife and make her more submissive.

The next 2 days seemed like a life sentence. All day long I walked around in a trance, and couldn't ***** a wink at night. I could only imagine what they were doing to Mel. How many times had Dave fucked her I wondered, and how any times had she licked out June.

Finally the 2 days came to an end and I received a phone call from Dave to come to his house. Mel answered the door when I got there, she was dressed as a French maid. Entering the house I was lead to the living room where I discovered both Dave and June in various states of undress. June's pussy was on full display, and so was Dave's big cock. My wife walked over to where June was sat, and took her place between her legs. I followed her and knelt between Dave's legs, taking his stiff cock in my mouth. It felt fantastic to have his throbbing member between my lips again, almost a privilege.

I sucked away on Dave's cock for almost an hour, he came 3 times, such was his stamina. As I sucked him he told me that my wife had agreed to become his and June's full time slave. By the time he came the first time, I to was begging to be owned by this horny couple.

It was all agreed myself and my wife would move in full time with our new master and mistress. We were both to be dressed as French maids 24/7. My wife would be exclusively fucked by Dave. I would become his personal cocksucker, and tongue slave to June's pussy.

I was also placed in a cock cage 24/7, and in time to prevent my constant desire to play with my cock eventually castrated. In some ways having my balls cut off was a blessing as I could now devote my time to my masters cock full time.

Sharon, la chose de Cindy



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

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

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

Pour les autres, bonne lecture...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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


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

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

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

Depuis ce jour, Cindy me considère comme sa chose.
Et j'en suis heureuse!
Elle me ***** à porter un collier de chienne (très joli, au demeurant) avec une courte laisse.
Sur le campus, une nouvelle règle est apparue:
Tout le monde, garçon ou fille, à n'importe quel moment, est autorisé à saisir ma laisse et m'entraîner dans un coin tranquille (ou pas) pour se soulager avec mon corps.

Je sers de défouloir à tout le campus, et ils ne se privent pas d'expérimenter sur moi leurs pires fantasmes.
J'ai été farcie d'objets les plus incongrus.

On a bu et mangé dans mes orifices.

On m'a utilisée comme narguilé.

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

On m'a fait copuler avec différents animaux.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Un étudiant m'a sortie du campus pour me vendre aux passants. Pour vingt dollars, il les laissaient me baiser sur le capot d'une voiture rouillée, derrière une palissade.
Cindy l'apprit.
Je vis le pauvre garçon, attaché dans les douches se faire remplir le cul avec le jet, jusqu'à ce qu'il hurle de douleur.
Puis Cindy lui pistonna violemment le fondement de *** poing serré.
Lorsqu'elle la retira, sa main portait des traces de sang.
Elle lui donna encore un coup de pied dans les couilles et, attrapant ma laisse, m'emmena en claquant des talons vers notre chambre.

Chaque soir, à peine rentrée, je dois raconter à Cindy tout ce qu'on m'a fait subir pendant la journée, avec tous les détails.
Elle boit mes paroles en se masturbant, vient goûter dans mes orifices le mélange que je porte en moi. Enfin, ce qu'a oublié ma nettoyeuse.
Puis je dois la baiser. Dans l'un ou l'autre de ses trous, à l'aide d'un immense gode attaché à une ceinture ou de ma main, suivant *** humeur.

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

Le soir de ma performance avec "l'artiste", après lui avoir décrit ma peine et mon ***********, Cindy prit un air pincé que je ne lui connaissais pas.
Elle se mit en colère, me reprochant injustement de ne pas l'avoir invitée à ce spectacle.

Elle fouilla avec brusquerie dans le tiroir de *** bureau et partit dans la salle de bain.
Elle revint un moment plus tard, me lança une toile cirée et m'ordonnant sèchement de me mettre à quatre pattes dessus.
Elle tenait dans main une sorte de tuyau de plomberie en plastique d'environ trente centimètres de long et cinq de diamètre. Elle me l'introduisit dans le cul jusqu'à la moitié, assez brusquement.
Se mettant à *** tour à quatre pattes, elle engloutit l'autre bout, sans plus de ménagements.
Elle nous entoure d'une cordelette, tout en haut des jambes et avec *****, nous lie solidement, cul contre cul.
-" Je viens de prendre une triple dose de laxatif!
Tu es complètement vide, d'après ce que tu m'as raconté. Eh bien, je vais te remplir maintenant!"

Nous sommes restées comme ça de longues minutes, nos ventres reliés par un pipe-line.
Mes genoux sur le sol dur me font mal.
Ce gros tuyau dans mon cul me fait souffrir aussi, remué à contre temps par la respiration de Cindy.

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

Un petit répit. Nous respirons rapidement, par saccades.
Mon ventre gargouille, peinant à accepter cette intrusion.

Cindy se tord à nouveau et, avec des gémissements qui tentent de couvrir les miens, m'injecte violemment une nouvelle dose de sa diarrhée brûlante. Je sens que sous la pression, la purée nauséabonde remonte encore plus loin dans mes intestins.
Nous respirons très fort toutes les deux.
C'est à mon tour d'avoir une colique. Je lui renvoie violemment sa chiasse au fond du ventre.
Elle n'apprécie pas et se contracte à *** tour. La pression est trop forte, et la merde déborde de nos culs palpitants.
Cindy nous détache, retire le tuyau, et sans changer de position enfile sa main directement au fond de mon cul. Sans hésiter, j'enfonce la mienne dans *** intestin gargouillant.
Une nouvelle colique nous prend simultanément. Je sens se presser autour de ma main le liquide chaud qui distend encore plus *** rectum.
La pression est trop forte, je vais lâcher!
J'éjecte *********** la main de Cindy hors de mon ventre, dans un torrent immonde. *** cul faisant de même avec ma main dans le dixième de seconde qui suit.

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


Tous les matins, avant d'aller aux toilettes, je dois prouver mon allégeance à Cindy.
Elle s'assoit au sol, contre mon lit, *** coude posé au bord du matelas, tendant *** poing graissé à la verticale. Je dois m'empaler sur elle, jusqu'à toucher la chaînette qu'elle porte au poignet.
Et gare à moi si je fais pipi! Car alors, je dois tout nettoyer avec ma langue et recommencer, mais dans mon cul cette fois.


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

J'ai honte de me réjouir

Premier jeu

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

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Maid to Order


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good. Follow me."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes ma'am," Amber whispered submissively.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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My Wife Becomes Whore to a Gang


My wife Michelle is a high powered lawyer in our town, which is a medium sized Midwestern city. We've been married for about 22 years. About 3 years ago we were in a bit of a doldrums and I decided to spice things up by renting a room at a sex motel in the seedier side of town. The motel was one with themed rooms and Jacuzzis. To my surprise Michelle dressed the part of a slut, wearing a short skirt and high heels and a tight top. She insisted in going into the office to get the key, shaking her ass the whole way in and out and drawing some leers from a few guys who were hanging around outside. Once in the room she confided in me that for the last few years she was having a reoccurring fantasy of becoming a whore.

Michelle is a blonde of medium height. She has fantastic natural 36 DDs and beautiful wide areolas with sexy little bumps surrounding her nipples which get very hard when she is aroused. She also has a great ass which got a little bigger when she turned 40, but which looks great in sexy tight shorts or skirts.

A few months ago Michelle found a local college bar in the small town next to ours. She wanted to dress up as a slut and go in the bar and flirt with the college guys. I asked her how far she wanted to go?

"I don't know. Maybe let a few boys buy me ******, rub my leg against them. Let them grab my ass when we dance. If I'm turned on maybe I'll grind the guy a bit. A little light making out and then we can go home and fuck like crazy."

I had to admit that the thought of seeing her be a slutty older tramp and get pawed by horny college guys turned me on a bit, as long as it didn't go too far.

On the night in question we drove to the bar and I dropped her off and watched her shake her ass in her 4 inch red heels as she swayed into the bar. She was wearing a small jean skirt and a black tube top that showed off her fantastic tits.

I walked in a few minutes later and grabbed a table by the bar with a good view. She was already talking to a few guys with a ***** and cigarette in her hand. I watched her smile and laugh and rub her nails lightly over the arm of one of the college guys. A few minutes later they were on the dance floor as planned and when a slow dance started she snuggled into his arms and I watched his hand rub the small of her back for a few seconds before it disappeared beneath her skirt. Meanwhile she was staring intently into the eyes of her new friend before they kissed. First lightly and then more deeply.

The song ended and Michelle swayed back over to the table with her friend. The bartender walked over and asked me if I wanted another beer.

"I see you've been watching that slutty milf."

I nodded.

"Well see that mean looking dude over there?" The bartender pointed to a thuggish looking guy in the corner. He was about 19 and wearing a headband of a gang color.

"His name is Jose. He runs the working girls in this bar for the NorthSide Posse. NSP they call themselves. He's going to lay the law down to her in a few minutes."

I wondered what to do as I saw the guy get up and walk over to Michelle. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear and a few seconds later I saw her exchange phone numbers with the guy she was making out with and then walk behind Jose shaking her ass in an even more exaggerated manner. She glanced at me as she walked by and smiled, so I did nothing. Jose stopped at the end of the bar and sat on a stool. Michelle stood before him swaying slightly, one leg on the stool Jose was sitting on.

There was some quiet conversation and I saw Michelle laugh and shake her head. Jose reached up and put one finger in the center of her tube top and pulled her tube top. She stood without moving for a second giving Jose a good look down the front of her shirt, then she pushed his hand away. They talked for a few more minutes and I saw the bartender bring them two shots of Tequila. They downed their shots and Jose put his finger between her tits in her tube top and pulled her tube top down slightly and then towards him. Again Michelle held her ground giving Jose a good look at her tits. She went to push his finger away again but this time he caught her hand. They playfully wrestled for a moment and then I saw Michele allow herself to be pulled close to him. Jose kept his finger in her tube top, and I could see him run it down as he brushed her nipple and then ran it around her areola. His other hand let go of her hand and I saw him run it on the inside of her thigh up her skirt. Michelle stood there letting this gang member play with her tit and rub his finger near her pussy. She had a smile on her face and was staring into his eyes. There was some light making out and then I saw Jose take the bandanna off his head and give it to Michelle. She walked right past me without saying a word and went into the bathroom. A few moments later she came back wearing the bandana as a top. It barely covered her tits which were swaying. The weight of her 36DDs hung the top down and the side of her tits were clearly visible. The tube top she had been wearing was now her skirt. The tight spandex rode up her legs as she walked and it barely covered her ass. If she had look light a slut before, now she was clearly a whore looking for customers. Most eyes were on her as she came sashaying out of the bar and walked slowly over to Jose. Then she fell into his arms and gave him a passionate kiss.

A few minutes later Michelle and Jose walked over to me. Michelle was holding on to Jose's arm as he approached me. He other hand kept pulling down her skirt as it rode up her ass.

"You married to this ho?"

"Yes."

Jose seemed surprised.

"Well this bitch wants to come with me back to my boys bar. Ok?"

I looked at Michelle and she nodded.

"If that's what she wants" I said.

"Ok homey, lets get a few things straight. She may be your wife, but tonight she my ho. My bitch. For me and my boys. I don't want no trouble. But she's doing this because she wants to. So tonight she's ours. You down wit that?"

I looked at Michelle. "It's what I want honey. One night. Come watch. It will be fun."

I nodded. Jose turned and Michelle walked out with him and I followed. A cadillac pulled around and Michelle and Jose got into the back. I got into my car and followed. We drove for about twenty minutes to a bad part of town. There was a bar on a street corner and the Cadillac pulled up in front. I parked across the street.

I walked across the street and could see that the front passenger door of the Cadillac was open. Jose was in the back but I could not see Michelle. Smoke was coming out of the car. Jose was leaning back and caught my eye. He smirked. A few seconds later Michelle's head popped up. She had clearly been giving him a blow job. Then I saw someone hand her a joint. A few seconds later she got out of the car coughing and trying to re-tie on her top.

Jose walked up to me. "Your wife been smoking a joint laced with X. She's gonna get real horny soon and I'm gonna make some money. That top she's wearing signifies she with me and my boys. No one gonna bother her unless they talk to me first. She'll be safe, especially if she keeps sucking dick like she just did me."

Michelle stumbled on her high heels and had trouble keeping her skirt down over her ass. She pulled it down but it barely covered the top of her thighs. She was some sexy sight with her large breasts barely covering her tits, and trying to walk on her high heels while keeping her skirt covering her pussy, all while being a 40 year old slut on the arm of a 19 year old gang member who she had just blown.

We walked into the bar. Loud music was playing and thick smoke hung in the air. There were dozens of women of all different races in various stages of undress, but none of them appeared to be as blonde or as old as Michelle. A few woman were straddling guys giving them lap dances while a few others walked around the bar dressed more or less like Michelle was.

Jose greeted a few of his friends and Michelle was seated at a table. I could see she was nervous because she clung tightly to Jose. A few minutes later a tall black man came over. I recognized him as a local basketball player on the college team. I saw him speak to Jose and then hand him some cash. Jose said something to Michelle and then she got up and greeted the guy. They spoke for a few minutes and then he walked her over to a pool table with his hand around her waist. They shot pool for a while and Michelle made a big deal of leaning over and shaking her ass while trying to line up a shot. Eventually another two people came over and they played two against two. While they were waiting their turn Michelle sat on the basketball player's lap and he was nuzzling her ear. She was grinding her ass as she sat on him. Then it was his turn and he got up and sank several balls and when he finally missed and came back Michelle got up and threw herself into his arms and they kissed passionately. Then she sat on his lap and allowed his hand to slip underneath the small bandana covering her tits. I could see his massive hand playing with her left tit as he ran his finger around her nipple and finally pinched it, all while kissing and nuzzling her ear. This- her fantasy being played out- along with the X the gang had given her was too much for her- as she stood up turned around and then straddled her new friend. They kissed passionately and I could see her hand struggling with his cock between his legs. She broke their kiss for a second and then whispered something into his ear. I saw him reach into his pocket and give her some more money. Then with basically one tit hanging out Michelle walked back across the bar to Jose and gave him the money.

Her fantasy was now a reality. This high powered sexy 40 year old lawyer was being pimped out by a 19 year old thug. He owned her. She was his property and was having sex with who ever he told her to. Jose gave her a small packet which I realized was a condom. Michelle sashayed back across the bar to her basketball player and moved him over to a small couch in the corner. They kissed for a few minutes and then I saw her head go between his legs and then she put the condom on him. Then she straddled him and fucked him right there, in a darkened corner of a gang bar. I know my wife and I can tell when she fakes it and when she has an orgasm. She rode his cock for 10 minutes and as they quickened their strokes she began to arch her back and put her hands up in the air. The basketball player had free reign over her tits and he pulled her close and began sucking a nipple. She loved getting her nipple sucked while getting fucked and I could see her body quiver. She was coming. A few minutes later her new lover came and she collapsed into his arms. They cuddled for a few minutes and then she got up and walked back to Jose, her pimp.

This went on a few more times. Guys would come over asking for the white milf, and a few minutes later they would pay Jose and she would either go on the dance floor with them or play some pool or just have a quick ***** before going to a dark corner or a couch and blowing them or letting them fuck her.

It was after 2am and I was wondering how much longer this would go on. Michelle had broken our agreement and gone further than we ever agreed to. She put us in a situation where we were at the mercy of thugs.

Michelle came over and sat down. "Honey, I am so turned on. I love being a whore. This is totally fulfilling all my fantasies."

"Can we go?" I pleaded.

"Not until Jose says I can go."

Jose came over. "Come on, you earned your stripes."

Michelle got up and followed Jose and I followed her. We walked outside the bar and Michelle was busy fixing her top to keep her tits inside the bandana. Her skirt was riding up her ass as she walked on the sidewalk, swaying her ass, just like a streetwalker. A few doors down the next block was a tattoo parlor and we walked inside.

There was a young black man who greeted Jose and then eyed Michelle. "Damn this Ho is hot."

"She gets a silver NSP." The guy nodded and we walked into the back.

My mind was whirling. A tattoo was out of the question, but Michelle was holding tight to her pimp. They sat down at a table and the guy walked over and tugged at Michelle's top. It didn't take much and it came off. "Mmmmm I love my job sometimes" he laughed.

Michelle was put into a chair. The guy reached into a table and pulled up a small sliver charm attached to a thin bar.

"I only get a silver one" Michelle whined.

"You gotta do a lot more than shake yo ass for me one night ho" said Jose "before you get a gold one."

Michelle pouted and Jose walked over to her and leaned over to her.

"You my bitch?" Michelle nodded. "You my ho." Michelle nodded again. Jose put his finger under her chin and she looked up at him as he kissed her deeply. I could see Michelle take her tongue and pull Jose's tongue into her mouth.

Jose broke the kiss. "Say it." Michelle looked down. "I'm your bitch."

"Louder." Michelle looked up and into her pimp's eyes. "I'm your bitch. I'm your ho. I only fuck who you tell me to."

"Ok lets do this."

"The guy walked over and pulled up a chair and sat down. He reached out and grabbed Michelle's right tit and cupped it. Then he stroked it and rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger. She moaned. Then he did the same thing with her left tit and she moaned even louder.

"The left nipple is bigger " he said. He took out some sterilizing fluids and sterilized her left nipple continuing to rub it and tug on it. Michelle squirmed in her seat, crossing one leg over the other. The man let his other hand fall to her thigh and I saw him push between her thighs. Michelle opened her eyes and looked at her pimp. He nodded and just like that she spread her legs giving him access to her pussy. He fingered her for a few minutes, all the time tugging and pulling on her left nipple.

"Ok. It's time." He numbed her nipple and then pierced it and then placed a thin silver bar with a NSP charm dangling from a small ring attached through a hole in the bar. There were two small bars that snapped into place on either end of the small bar that had pierced her nipple and just like that Michelle was branded with the gang's symbol.

Michelle looked down at her pierced nipple and then stood up. She was woozy. She put her arms around her pimp.

"This mean you our ho. No other gang can touch you. You can walk anywhere in town in your slutty little outfits and no one will bother you without my ok."

Michelle kissed her pimp deeply again. "I am all yours." She glanced at me for a second and then kissed Jose again.

"And you never take this off without my permission Ho, OK?" Michelle nodded. "If I call your ho ass at work you take your phone and take a picture of you wearing our sign and send it to me right away so I know my ho is listening to me." Michelle nodded.

"OK," said Jose "pay the guy."

Jose turned and walked away. Michelle looked at me. "I don't have any money" she said. The guy laughed. "You think I want money over this fine pussy. Come here."

He pulled her close and Michelle started making out with a 22 year old tattoo artist. He pulled her back into a back room where there was a couch. A few minutes later I could hear him fucking her. "You like black cock" he was saying as he fucked her from behind.

"Oh jeeze I love it. I love black cock. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big black cock." 

I looked into the back room and saw the guy hold her hair like a set of reins as he pounded her. She arched her back and came. The guy kept on fucking her. She was on her hands and knees and then collapsed down on the couch. The guy slapped her ass and she raised it and moaned as he kept fucking her. A few minutes later I saw her grip the edges of the couch and moan "I'm cumming again" and she did, shaking her body as the guy who was fucking her came and then collapsed on her as she came one last time. Michelle stood up and saw me and put her arms over her breasts. "Please wait outside." I then saw her sit down and cuddle next to the guy who had just given her three orgasms. They kissed as I walked out.

A few minutes later Michelle walked out. We walked outside the store. Our car was two blocks away. We started walking as Michelle did her best to keep her skirt below her ass. Twice on the way to her car gang members of Jose's gang stopped her. Each time she was obliged to flirt with the gang member, kiss him and let him play with her tits. We got to the car with one gang member following us. Michelle took the keys. "Wait here for a few minutes." The gang member pushed her up against the car and they began to kiss. He was big, about 6'5 and Michelle was running her hands over his chest and arms. "I want some of your white milf ass."

"Honey, you boys wore my pussy out. It's sore. Come on, let me suck you."

The gang member pushed her back against the car. "I want some pussy."

Michelle kissed him deeply as he put his hand between her legs.

"Baby" Michelle whispered as I saw her hands grope his cock through his pants "You're just too big. I've been fucked so much tonight. Come on baby, let this whore suck you good. I'll swallow every bit. Then tomorrow you call this ho and I'll come and fuck you good. Ok,?"

The gang member nodded. He put his hands on her bandana and pulled it off. There was Michelle standing on a street corner next to a car in a tight spandex skirt with her tits out while making out with a gang member 20 years younger than she was. Michelle allowed the gang member to play with her tits. "Say you want it bitch."

Michelle smiled. Her hand was groping his cock through his pants. "Oh I want it. I've been staring at your cock all night. I want it bad."

"Beg."

Michelle sunk to her knees right there in the street. She unzipped him and pulled out his cock. Then she looked up at him as she was on her knees with her tits hanging out.

"Please baby. Please let me suck your big beautiful cock." She reached for it but he pulled it away. "Kiss it." He was humiliating her. Michelle began to give his cock small kisses up and down the shaft murmuring "please baby, let me suck that cock. Oh please I need to suck that cock."

Finally he was satisfied. "OK get in the car ho."

They got into the back seat and a few minutes after making out I saw Michelle go down on the gang member. About five minutes later the door opened and he got out.

"She gives a great blow job. She's all yours." He laughed.

I got into the car. I drove a few blocks in silence and then when we got into a better neighborhood I stopped the car and was prepared to yell at her, but she cut me off.

"I know what you're going to say but don't say it. This is what I want. I want to be a whore. I am Jose's whore. He has marked me. He has claimed me. He has taken me in front of you and pimped me in front of you. This is the sexiest thing a man could have done to me. Make me a whore. You had your chance but Jose took it from you. He took it from you when he played with my tits at the first bar and you let him. So this is how it's going to be. I am his whore when I want to be. I don't want you coming here anymore with me. When he calls me I will come and be his whore and walk the streets or work the bar or do anything he wants."

I wasn't sure how to handle this or what I was going to do.