Memoir of a Daddy Chaser
This is a Memoir of an obedient Daddy Chaser. And his encounters with 18 cocks in one single weekend.
This is a Memoir of an obedient Daddy Chaser. And his encounters with 18 cocks in one single weekend.
Former Playboy Playmate succumbs to her desire for her son.
Part 1 left off with Malika spending the night at Enzo’s guest bedroom after having sex for the first time in months with a stranger. I would strongly recommend you read part 1 to fully appreciate part 2 and understand the back story but you certainly don’t need to do so to enjoy this.
Katie is your typical 18 year old girl. She likes hanging out with her friends, going to the movies and going shopping. She is 5″3 tall and weighs 120lb and is equipped with perfect, perky C cup tits.
This story contains extreme elements including bondage, rape and torture. If you are not into these things do not go any further.
Connie felt the beautiful Japanese woman’s long tongue slithering deeper into her cunt and screamed her pleasure into the pillow. Emily’s lower lip was moving against Connie’s clitoris as her tongue — long enough to touch the tip of her nose — tried valiantly to reach deep inside to massage the petite brunette’s G-spot. Her oral muscle wasn’t quite *that* long — but Connie bucked and writhed in joyfulappreciation of the effort.
The combination of Emily’s enthusiastic and talented mouth on her cunt and Kim’s voracious suckling at her nipples had kept Conniecumming for something like a half hour. The orgasms just kept rolling through her until she felt as if she were one huge, quivering nerve.
Finally, Emily knelt up, settling her lovely derriere on her heels. She trailed her slim, graceful hands down over Connie’s still-quaking thighs and smiled happily, her tiny-nippled tits quivering slightly. She was deeply flushed and her little nipples were stone-hard. Connie motioned to her. Both Emily and Kim snuggled against her, the three of them kissing and caressing each other, cuddling down after theirpassionate indulgence.
“I thought I was turning inside-out,” Connie panted to Emily. “That was just beautiful!”
“I love making love to your femininity,” Emily said, with her slight accent and oddly archaic English. “You’re taste is delicious and your labia are perfectly formed — and so delicate! I could kiss them for hours!”
Connie kissed Emily’s forehead and cupped one perfectly rounded breast. Emily’s tits were as amazing in their way as Kim’s. Though less abundant than the beautiful young dance student’s, Emily’s breasts were perfectly proportioned to her elegant curves and were much more full than Connie would have expected from an Oriental. And they were so firm!
Kim’s breasts wee fabulous in their own right. For one thing, they were large and firm, jutting with all the gravity-defying exuberance of her youth. But the true marvels were her nipples. They were not the usual aureole surrounding a pointed nozzle; the entire ends of her breasts were like huge nipples, swelling as hard and large as the shell of a walnut.
“I feel so empty inside!” Connie whispered, writhing between her two lovers. “Kim! Toy time!”
Kim’s eyes sparkled. She kissed Connie’s cheek, then rolled across the wide waterbed to the edge. She grabbed the tote bag from beside the bed and knelt up straight, a vision of lush, abundant curves. With her rich tangle of hair falling disheveled about her face, she was lust personified.
With a flourish, Kim opened and upended the bag. The dildos and vibrators and lubricants tumbled to the undulating surface of the bed.
Emily crawled to all fours across Connie’s torso, knees on one side and hands on the other, to inspect the collection. “Oh, my!” sheexclaimed.
Connie sat up. The muscles rippled on the abdomen of the dance teacher. “I want you two to agree to do whatever I tell you, now, okay?”
Kim nodded at once; after a moment, Emily agreed, as well.
“Kim, outfit Emily with one of Joni’s Butterflys, and pick a dildo for me. Grease it up good.”
“Okay, boss.”
“Whatever you wish.”
Kim selected exactly the dildo Connie had expected — the big twenty-inch double dong — and lubed it with half a tube of K-Y. Connie took the butt-plug and lubed it. She held it out to Emily, who took it by the flat base, examining it as if she’d never been in the Pink Pussycat Boutique and seen on display.
“For Kim.”
“Ah, so!” Emily said as Connie took the remote control for the Joni’s Butterfly from Kim. The latex rectangle contained a smallvibrator. One side of the latex was flat and smooth; the other, shaped to fit into a woman’s labia, was covered with low, rubber protuberances meant to transmit the vibrations to the sensitive inner flesh of the labia and to the clitoris. The whole affair fitted neatly over Emily’s sweet pussy and was held in place by an elastic strap that went around her waist and two garter-like straps that encircled her thighs.
Connie carefully thumbed the slide control to its lowest setting and watched Emily’s eyes widen — then half-close as her hips began to trace tiny circles of pleasure.
Connie lay back slowly, legs wide. “You, too, Kim,” she said, a gesture indicating Kim was to mirror her position, so their pussies would be open and nearly in alignment.
“Emily, put that dildo into us.”
“Oh, yesss….” Emily’s voice was a lusty sigh as she hefted the large double-dong. She frowned as she looked at Connie’s little cunt.
“Don’t worry — my husband is almost as thick. I want it!”
Emily bent gracefully at the waist and put her face near the cuntal juncture. She smiled and that long tongue came out to lick Connie’s cunt, then Kim’s. Both recipients moaned and rolled their hips with pleasure.
Connie tensed with anticipation when she felt Emily fitting the fat knob of the artificial cock into her cunt lips. She felt herselfstretching and giving way, slowly and with just a hint of the most wonderfully delicious discomfort. She thumbed the control on theButterfly higher. Emily emitted a polite, lady-like squeal and pushed the head of the dildo into Connie’s cunt.
Connie felt as if she couldn’t catch her breath. She struggled to regain control of her breathing long enough to say, “Kim — hold the butt-plug.”
As Emily handed the butt-plug to Kim, she worked more of the fat dildo up Connie’s hungry little cunt. Three, four, five inches slid in, stretching and reaming her cunt in the most wonderful way.
“Put the other end into Kimberly,” Connie instructed. She groaned again as she felt the dildo flex and move inside her, responding to Emily efforts to align it. Kim’s sigh and grunt of pleasure informed her when the insertion was made. Connie groped blindly till her fingers found Kim’s. They gripped each other’s hand and began working their cunnies toward contact, swallowing more and more of the big double dildo.
Connie felt Kim’s soft pubic hair against her labia. “Roll a little,” she gasped.
Kim rolled halfway onto her side and Connie forced their cunts completely together.
Connie managed to focus her gaze on Emily. The beautiful Japanese woman was staring with heavy-lidded eyes at the lewd sight of two lovely women impaling themselves on opposite ends of the same out-sized rubber cock. The sight was having its effect. Emily’s face, throat and chest were flushed, her breathing was shallow and rapid and her nipples were so swollen, they looked ready to burst. Her soft lips were parted and slightly and from time to time, the tip of her tongue flickered across them.
“Stick that plug up Kim’s little backside,” Connie breathed.
Emily jerked, as if startled. She bent at the waist and kissed Kim’s luxuriant hip as she slid the butt-plug into position.
Connie felt Kimberly’s stiffening when it began to penetrate, then heard the deep sigh of contentment as the little rubber device was securely lodged. She pulled on Kim’s hand to make her lay back flat on the bed and began slowly hunching her hips, fucking Kimberly with the double dong while she fucked her own overheated little pussy.
“Get down here and lick us both!” Connie hissed.
Emily didn’t need a second invitation. Her wet, hungry lipsexplored the thighs and abdomen of each impaled woman in turn, then that marvelously agile tongue was tracing the tautly stretched labia — or as much as she could reach — and finally moved between two swollen clits.
It was there that Emily was in her glory and her talent was put to the best use. She kept her tongue between the two women and twitched it back and forth, as quick as a pink tuning fork, flicking at the tips of the two engorged clitorises. Connie reached down with one hand to cup Emily’s breast. She closed her fingertips around the tiny, hard nipple and pulled on it slightly. She was rewarded with the soft exhalation of Emily’s groan of pleasure.
Connie pinched the nipple hard and Emily shook and shivered and for a moment could only rest her cheek on Kim’s shuddering abdomen. Connie reached over and fingered the garter clasp of the Joni’sButterfly around Emily’s left thigh.
“Take it off,” Connie ordered. “And sit on Kim’s face — but don’t stop licking!” Emily complied with suddenly clumsy fingers and was visibly trembling with pleasure as she slowly moved into position, Her tongue never ceased to work its wonders on the two women. Kim’s groans of pleasure were muffled in the liquid softness of Emily’s wet twat.
Connie slowly worked herself off the dildo, regretting theemptiness its removal left inside her spasming cunt — but looking forward even more to what was coming next.
She quickly reversed herself on the bed, licking the insides of Kim’s quivering, wide-flung thighs. She gripped the end of the dildo and pumped it quickly, almost savagely, in and out of Kim’s young cunt. The strawberry blonde gasped and bucked at the combined stimuli of Emily’s tireless tongue and the huge rubber phallus inside her. Connie pushed more and more of the big fucker into her girlfriend, till fully a foot of it was buried inside Kim’s hungry cunt.
And then she pulled it out, completely.
Connie heard Kim’s muffled howls of frustration and saw how her cunt still gaped and drooled. She knew what Kim was feeling, what Kim craved. She groped for and found a tube of the K-Y and smeared it on her fingers.
Then she slipped three fingers into Kim’s twat.
“Yes!” Even muffled by Emily’s muff, Kim’s cry was clearly audible. Connie tucked a fourth finger into Kim’s sopping pussy and waggled her digits back and fourth in the wet pool of Kim juice. Kim screamed and bucked her hips. Connie kept it up for more than a minute, then slid her fingers out of her beautiful friend and moved up on the bed.
“My turn on her face,” she whispered to Emily, her voice raspy with lust. Emily sat up slowly and turn passion-glazed eyes on Connie.
“My turn,” Connie repeated and Emily slowly hoisted herself off Kim’s face.
Connie looked at the strawberry blonde’s face and saw Kim was absolutely soaked with Emily’s juices. Kim’s face was slack, her lips were open, her eyes were closed, her hair was a mess — and her tongue was still outstretched.
Connie lowered her cunt directly over Kim’s yearning tongue and shivered as she felt the slick pink mouth muscle move against her twat and clitoris. She ground her cunt down onto Kim’s mouth, her hands squeezing and pulling Kim’s amazing nipples.
“Get beside her and lean between her legs,” she told Emily.
The lusty, lovely Japanese woman slithered into place andimmediately began working her remarkable tongue around Kim’s hungry cunt. Kim vented her pleasures on Connie’s receptive cunt — but Connie had something else in mind.
She leaned forward and her tongue joined Emily’s on Kimberly’s cunt and clit. She reached to one side and grabbed the tube of K-Y jelly. “Give me your hand,” she told Emily.
Emily moved in slow-motion, offering her hand. Connie smeared it with all the lubricant left in the tube.
“Now stick three fingers into her,” Connie whispered and felt a wave of lust wash through her as she watch the delicate fingers — smaller than her own, as she’d noticed while they were eating dinner — slide into her lover. Kimberly had taken Connie’s cunt, lips and all,completely into her mouth and was wildly licking and sucking. A series of small orgasms was detonating inside the petite ballet teacher’s body, but she didn’t let them distract her.
“Another,” she said to Emily and watched the beautiful Asian’s eyes close almost all the way as she complied. Connie grabbed Emily’s forearm and began pumping the fingers in and out of her friend’s cunt as if she were using a dildo and not another woman’s fingers.
Beneath her, Kim was writhing and bucking, stiffening in orgasm from time to time from the twin pleasures of Connie’s tongue on her clit and Emily’s fingers in her cunt.
“Now tuck your thumb into your palm,” Connie ordered. Emily’s eyes widened slightly, but she complied. Connie pushed Emily’s forearm toward Kim’s cunt and watched Emily’s hand begin to sink inside.
Kimberly arched, her legs widespread and thighs trembling. She began rolling her hips in sharp, tight circles, trying to absorb Emily’s hand. She was sucking crazily on Connie’s cunt now, her tongue trying to get ever deeper into Connie’s grasping quim.
Connie pushed Emily’s hand harder and harder, felt Emily tensing with the effort of pushing.
“You wanted to know how it felt to ream a woman? Ram your fist up her cunt!” she hissed.
Emily moaned and then her hand disappeared into Kim.
“UNnnnnngh!” Kim’s loud grunt vibrated Connie’s insides. She pushed Emily’s hand deeper into Kim, till almost a third of her forearm was buried in the lush young blonde. She could feel Kim’s abdomen bulging against her upper chest, could feel Emily’s hand move inside. She felt Kim shuddering and groaning.
Emily’s eyes widened. “She is having an orgasm!” she breathed, astonished. “I can feel it on my hand!”
“Make a fist!” Connie hissed. “Give her more!”
Kim writhed as Emily complied and Connie licked her cunt. She was bowed up off the bed now, seemingly locked in the difficult position and seemingly unable to relax from it. Connie felt the orgasms washing through Kimberly. She moved her hand higher on Emily’s arm, near the elbow, and rammed the Japanese woman’s small fist deeper into Kim’s welcoming cunt.
Emily turned her face to Connie’s. Her expression was half-crazed and totally passionate. A tiny, evil smile played across her lips and she suddenly ducked her head forward and kissed Connie hungrily. Connie opened her mouth willingly to that amazing tongue. She relaxed her guiding grip on Emily’s arm and when she broke the kiss, saw that Emily was happily, greedily pumping Kim’s insatiable cunt with her fist and half of her forearm.
Connie climbed off Kim’s face and the young blonde immediately let out a scream of sheer pleasure. Her hips crashed down to the bed and bucked wildly. Connie saw her abdomen ripple and bulge in time with Emily’s fisting. Her own cunt was yawning for food. She crawled over to the big double dildo and impaled herself on it, holding it with one hand while the other hand moved frantically over her clitoris. She shook with pleasure, wallowing in the decadence of what they were doing.
She crawled around behind Emily while Kim let loose another wild scream. The free end of the double dong dangled to the bed. It hung from Connie’s cunt like an obscene imitation of hermaphroditic mutation. She knelt behind Emily, raised the other end of the dildo and nestled it against the gooey, gushing lips of Emily’s upthrust cunt.
“I’m gonna FUCK you!” Connie barked and pushed the big dildo forward. Emily emitted a sharp yelp of surprise and then pushed back with her hips, bracing herself by forcing her fist to the limit in Kim’s spasming cunt. The huge rubber knob stretched Emily’s small cuntprecariously and then slipped inside.
“Oh! You are splitting me in half!” Emily cried and pushed back for more. Kim screamed her pleasure again and started grunting and sobbing as she came and came again. Connie pushed the dildo forward, feeling the back pressure from Emily’s tight twat. She got about five inches into the Japanese woman, then pulled back — and rammed forward till all but an inch or so remained outside. Emily fell forward and rammed her hand inside Kim, her face resting on Kim’s shuddering abdomen.
Connie began fucking in and out of the constricted Japanese cunt, savoring the hunching and stretching of the dildo inside herself while her fingers plucked at her swollen clitoris. She was cumming, too, nonstop, orgasm after orgasm cascading inside her and building strength. The sight of Emily’s long tongue on Kim’s clitoris and Emily’s arm buried halfway into Kim’s lovely cunt, the sight and sound of Kimberly’s powerful, unceasing orgasms and her cunt liquidly gripping Emily’s forearm combined with the physical sensations and the smell of overheated cunt and sent Connie higher and higher. She couldn’t hold herself upright any longer as the pleasures tore through her. She leanedforward, draping herself over Emily’s bowed back as their hips worked rapidly over the long, fat double dong. All three were cumming now, all three were lost in pleasure.
When Emily shrieked, “I feel so depraved!” it was the final nudge for Connie. Yes, depraved — that was exactly what they were. Depraved, sex-craving sluts and they loved it. The pleasure got to be too much, the orgasms too intense. She couldn’t seem to draw a breath and her awareness was spiraling off and away into a dark, red pit of pleasure…
She passed out just as Emily pulled her hand, fist still curled, out of Kimberly’s clenching cunt and barely saw her sobbing, strawberry blonde student rubbing Emily’s cunt-juiced hand over her fantastic nipples and on her face.* * *
It was almost two o’clock in the morning before any of them stirred enough to be called “awake.” Connie was cuddled to Kim’s left side, Emily to the right. Emily was lightly cupping Kim’s wet cunt; Connie was gently licking the silky side swell of Kim’s left breast.
“I can’t believe we came so much!” Kim breathed softly. “I can’t believe she had her whole damn fist inside me and that it felt so good!”
“The way you came so hard,” Emily said softly. Whom she addressed was unclear and unimportant. “It was making me cum just seeing it, being part of it.” She raised her head and met Connie’s gaze. “I didn’t know an orgasm could be strong enough to make a woman pass out!” She lowered her face to rest on Kim’s right tit. “I was thinking, when I had my hand in Kimberly and you had that huge dildo in me…”
“What?” Connie prompted.
Emily managed to look embarrassed. “I was thinking that I wished we could have photographs of it, to see and remind me…” She smiled shyly and her long tongue came out to lick Kimberly’s dome-like nipple.
Connie giggled. “Gee, if you’d said something before, I could have set up the camcorder on the dresser. It works pretty good in low light.”
It was Kimberly who said, “Let’s do it!”
Emily shook her head. “No, no, I can’t take that huge dildo again. It felt wonderfully pleasurable, but it was painful, too. Maybe another time.”
“My pussy can’t take that fist again right now, either,” Kimberly said, rolling toward Connie. “Where’s that camcorder?”
“In the living room, next to the VCR.”
“Tape?”
“We always keep a blank in it. But — ”
Kim was already out of the bed and padding from the room, tits and buttocks jiggling just enough to be enticing. She returned a few moments later. “Oh, yeah, I know this model.” She pushed some switches and it began a soft whirring. She set it on the dresser, aimed at the bed, and mugged momentarily for the lens, pinching her hardened nipples and tugging at her tits.
“I don’t understand — ” Connie began.
“I do,” Emily said, smiling her depraved smile. She coaxed Connie to roll over, then pulled her up on all fours and slid beneath her from behind. Connie stiffened as she felt Emily’s tongue hit her clitoris, then groaned with pleasure at the teasing, tantalizing touch of the tongue tip on her again-swollen clitoris. She saw Kimberly stuffing the end of the double-dildo into herself just as Emily slipped three fingers into her cunt.
“Ohhh, noooo….” Connie groaned as the fourth finger went in and she felt Kimberly behind her, straddling Emily’s chest. “Fuck me,” Connie gasped as Emily began working her thumb into her cunt and Kim started rubbing the free end of the big dildo against her asshole.
“And if we can’t both fuck you are once,” Kimberly said behind her, “that’s okay. We’ll take turns — her little fist in your cunt and then this big fucker in your ass.”
Connie made a mewling noise as she felt Emily’s hand widening her pussy entrance, working its way inexorably into her — and suddenly, she wanted this, wanted it on tape, wanted it all…desperately. She leaned back and in with her hips, forcing her cunt onto Emily’s hand.
“But you *are* going to get reamed, you slut!” Kimberly vowed.
“Fuckmefuckfuckme…” Connie wailed and they began giving her exactly what she was asking for.
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When Mackenzie walks by, heads turn. There’s not one single man who doesn’t look after her. Her brown shoulder-long hair moves slowly with every gazelle-like move she makes and her mesmerizing hazel eyes go right through you when she looks at you. On the side of her left eye is a tiny star tattoo located, and the black eye shadow she’s wearing accents her caramel skin just perfectly. The purple blouse she’s got on lies smoothly on her body, putting her breasts quite well to show. The way she moves her rear in those black skinny jeans makes your mouth water. Mackenzie knows how to work her curves for the best and enjoys the stares she gets from all the men.
I myself don’t mind it either when all those guys check out my wife. It makes me proud having such a beauty by my side and I’m pretty sure all the other guys would kill to be me. C’est la vie – Not everyone can have such a sex bomb as a wife. Well anyway, let me get to the point of all of this.
I’m the CEO of a bank, meaning there’s always a lot to do and I never know exactly when I’m done for the day. That specific day I finished up earlier than expected and arrived at home probably about two hours before my usual arrivals. I parked my black mustang in the garage and entered the house through there. Our bedrooms are located in the back of the house, so you wouldn’t be able to hear anyone entering through the front door while being back there. I hung my jacket at the wardrobe, poured me a Jack Daniels on the rocks and took a seat on the lounger in the living room. The sound of the water running from the indoor waterfall filled my ears and I started to relax. While sipping on my whiskey I recognized another sound besides the water. I listened closely and noticed that it was a pleasant sound. A sound filled with ecstasy and passion, a whisper but yet loud enough to hear.
It didn’t take me long to figure out what it was. A smirk built on my face and my body filled with excitement. I got up from the lounger with my drink in one hand. With the other hand I loosened my black tie and unbuttoned the few top buttons of my shirt. I slipped out of my shoes to make sure I wasn’t causing any noise on the hardwood floors. The sound came from the end of the hallway and I saw a reflection of the light shining into the darkness of the hallway through the ajar bedroom door. The closer I got to the room, the louder the noise and the more anxiety filled me. The bedroom was shaped the way so I’d have a great view onto the bed without getting caught. I leaned against the wall, occasionally sipping on my drink, while enjoying the show my wife gave me unknowingly.
Mackenzie laid in the middle of our bed, wearing a black lace spaghetti strap shirt with matching black lace panties. The shirt was pulled up, showing yet again a matching black lace bra. She looked absolutely breathtaking, laying on our red silk bedsheets. Her legs were spread, yet steady to the side, while she caressed her breasts with her left hand. Her eyes were closed and she’s totally in her element, not recognizing anything that’s going on around her. A strand of her brown hair covered a part of her face and her strawberry red lips were glimmering in the light. Her mouth opened and closed slowly and occasionally a soft moan escaped, which brought a shiver across my entire body. The way she lay there and the way she touched her entire body was absolutely seductive and I could feel an excitement in my pants.
Her right hand slipped into the left cup of her bra, massaging her breast and pulling it out of the bras’ lace. Switching hands, her left hand continued where the right one stopped. I enjoyed seeing her hard nipples while she touched her breast with so much passion and sexiness. A line of sweet wetness was showing on her panties and that was when her right hand moved towards her legs. She moved slowly across her entire body until she felt the waist of the lace. She spread her legs once more while sliding into her panties. A ‘oh-wow-I’m-dripping-wet’ moan escaped her lips and she started smiling. She definitely liked what she felt and didn’t have no intention on stopping anytime soon. I saw her hand moving beneath the black lace and could only imagine what was going on. I wished she’d take off those panties and threw them on the floor, and just as if she’d have heard me, she did exactly what I was thinking. After she removed her panties I took a glance at her smoothly shaved pussy and her fingers playing with it. I could tell that wetness was running down to her anal and knew that second that my cock would slide so damn good inside of her pussy. Her index finger fondled her clit with slow strokes while she pulled gently on her nipples. I could feel my dick harden in my pants, so I unzipped my pants to let it take its course. By now, Mackenzie slid her fingers up and down her entire pussy, her legs quivering while she moaned loudly. For a second it seemed like everything was moving in slow motion. Her body moved up and down, her legs left and right and her head was tilted backwards with a lot of moaning escaping her lips. Then all of a sudden she stopped.
She reached for something I didn’t notice before. She reached for one of her toys that was lying next beside her all this time. It was approximately 10 inches long and about 4 inches in diameter. She’d always liked it big, which I think was another reason we fit so good together. She placed her pink vibrator between her legs and turned it on. I heard the sound of the vibration all the way across the room, and the moaning which filled the bedroom was nothing less than pleasant and turning on. Sliding the tip of the toy around her clit made her legs quiver more, but the moment she rammed it into her juicy hole will fill my mind for many more days. She went crazy with it, moved it in and out, wild and fast before she slowed down. Mackenzie started biting her lips and that smile that occurred on her face lit up her whole body and told me that she enjoyed everything she was doing to herself.
By now, my manhood was at its full size and wanted nothing more than to explode, but with each and every little bit of strength I had left in my body I didn’t let it happen. Not just yet. I was too curious what’s going to happen next that I just couldn’t take the chance of exposing myself.
Suddenly I heard a noise and I had to take cover again, because Mackenzie got off the bed and walked to the closet. I couldn’t see what she was doing in there, but she came out with something that looked like a wooden board with a hook on it. After a closer look I saw that it indeed was a wooden board with a metal hook on it, I just couldn’t figure out what it was for. She went back to the bed, hooked the piece of wood to the headboard and only after she’d moved away from it I noticed that a big dildo was attached to it. I was stunned, yet a bit shocked that she managed to hide that piece of wood from me all that time. A smile filled my face and I had to admit that my wife was even more naughty than I thought she was. Surprise filled my mind, surprised of her coming up with something like that, but I was definitely ready for what was coming next.
She turned around and smeared the entire thing with some lubrication. After turning back around, she spread her legs and started backing up. The space between her and the dildo lessened and I couldn’t wait for it to happen. She slowly slid her wet pussy over the dildo and started moving over it, feeling its every inch inside of her. She moved slow in the beginning, then started bucking it harder, wilder and faster. Her breasts moved with every buck and I enjoyed every second of it. Her shirt slid over her head and she was exposed with only her bra, where her left breast was still hanging out.
It was getting hot in here and I couldn’t wait any longer. Her silky, smooth body moved all crazy and wild and it was such a turn on that I just had to do something. Just entering the room wasn’t an option, since she was now facing the door, But perhaps it’d work if she’d really be in her element. I just had to give it a try, so I undressed myself and quietly opened the door. So far so good. Her eyes were closed, she was enjoying herself and she didn’t seem like she was going to stop anytime soon. I walked slowly towards her, while my cock was leading the way. I was so hard it seemed like I was still growing. I softly put my hand on the bed, hoping she won’t notice it. She didn’t. Thank God for the Tempur-Petic bed. I leaned down to her and started kissing her neck. She jumped the moment she felt my touch, stopped everything she was doing and looked at me. I looked back at her and smiled.
“Hey!” I said, trying to talk with my deepest and sexiest voice.
She smiled back. A soft “Hi!” escaping her lips.
After a while, she started sliding over that dildo again, knowing that I’d loved everything I’d seen before. And damn was she right! While she moaned and continued bucking the dildo, I continued kissing her neck. After I unhooked her bra I laid with my back on the bed, moving my head underneath hers. She starred down into my eyes and smiled, and I lifted my head and kissed her lips like I wanted to do it the moment I saw her. Our tongues danced while she moaned through the kisses. Her hand moved over and started stroking my cock. It took me by surprise and my body jerked while a moan escaped my lips. I liked the feeling of her hand on my manhood, especially because she knew what I liked and knew how to work it. She then slid away from the dildo and right onto my dick. She’d always liked to tease me, and now that she knew I’d been watching her and was horny as hell, she enjoyed it even more.
She slowly slid up and down, knowing it drove me crazy. Putting her hands behind her on the bed gave me the view of her wet, juicy pussy sliding over my dick. She was a very good teaser, knowing that I liked to see my dick going in and out of her. She still held herself up with one hand while she moved her other hand to the front, touching herself and occasionally rubbing against my dick. She couldn’t keep that up for very long though, because I could tell from looking into her eyes that she wanted to ride me fast and wild. So she laid her body on mine and her firm breasts pushed against my chest. She started moving her ass up and kind of let herself fall on the way down, so my dick would ram her hard and deep. She moved slow, but that was fine with me – for now. Kissing my chest gave me a chill and I softly grabbed her chin and pulled it towards me. My left hand softly touched the left side of her face and she closed her eyes. I then started brushing my lips against hers while she squeezed her pussy tight. Suddenly she moved faster and started going wild. Every nine inches of my cock were covered with her hot, smooth and juicy pussy and I wanted more. So I grabbed her and turned her around on her back. I kissed her neck while I let my hand slide along her body. Biting her neck made her even wilder, so I kneed between her legs and put them each on my shoulders. Her sweet nectar felt good on my lips and my tongue drove her crazy. Her clit was smooth and excited and I enjoyed feeling her dripping wetness running down my chin. I kept working my magic with my tongue while her breathing got faster and her moaning got louder. Then I stopped.
I spread her legs and put my cock at her entrance. I looked at her and when she wasn’t expecting it, rammed my cock deep inside her pussy, brushing against every wall with my thickness. Her moaning came surprising, a good surprising, and the faster I moved, the louder she moaned. I moved in circles and she wrapped her legs around my waist. Before she put them back on the bed, I put my arm under her left leg and then over my shoulder. It seemed like I hit a special spot because the whole house was now filled with her moaning. I didn’t let go and kept on going. I knew I was about to explode and judging from her moaning, so was Mackenzie. I moved faster and wilder and her pussy tightened more and more until I finally rammed her so fast and hard and exploded inside of her. She wrapped me with her juiciness and I could feel it running down my balls. Breathing heavily, we laid in each other’s arms – Exhausted but totally satisfied. Then she turned. smiled at me and said: “You should catch me doing this more often!” I smiled back at her, thinking to myself that I’ll definitely do that.
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My name is Gianna. I’m a 28 year old public relations agent from California and recently became extremely successful. I decided to move from my two-bedroom condo to an upscale house in Beverly Hills, and plans to sell my current digs just went underway yesterday. I agreed to meet my new real estate agent at my place after work this today. I was worried I would run late, so I handed the attractive older woman a copy of my key and told her if she arrived there before me she was welcome to have a look around. When I pulled into my driveway the next day around five o’clock there was already a new-model white Mustang parked in the street. It didn’t surprise me that she beat me there since I told her I would meet her at four, but what did catch me off guard was the type of car she apparently drove. A white Mustang seemed a little, well, young for this woman. But I shrugged it off, not thinking too much about it since after all, this is Cali, baby.
I got to my front door and realized it had been left unlocked. I inwardly frowned at that, but it seemed there was no harm done. Upon entering, I immediately regretted giving this woman a key.
My living room was a disaster. A bag of potato chips had been left open on the coffee table, surrounded by crumbs that had managed to get on the floor and couch as well, and my dog had his tongue in a bowl of french onion dip that sat beside it. Also on my antique wooden coffee table was a half-empty glass creating a ring due to the lack of a coaster, a stack of which was right next to it. The television was left on and some raunchy hip-hop video flashed across the screen. A large silver purse lay on its side on the floor, makeup and miscellaneous items spilling out of it. In the middle of the room sat a pair of expensive Manolo Blahnik heels that had just been carelessly tossed there. Then I smelled alcohol. I grabbed the glass and held it up to my nose. That bitch was drinking my expensive liquor, and she had the nerve to mix it with a neon orange energy drink.
I glared at the scene, fighting hard not to yell. She had seemed like such a mild-mannered, considerate lady and here she was treating my home like she was some teenager who’s parents were away for the weekend. I shut off the TV, pulled the bowl of dip away from the dog and brought it along with the bag of chips into the kitchen where I left them on the counter. Next I noticed the ketchup-spattered plate and bowl full of half-eaten cereal in the sink. Was this chick stoned? It seemed she had eaten her way through my house. I turned and stomped down the hall off the kitchen and began to follow the sound of water running. Oh no, she wasn’t seriously using my shower too, was she?
Yes she was, I learned as I walked through my bedroom to the master bathroom, the door of which had been left wide open, and saw the outline of a petite blonde through the clear glass shower door. I became confused. My real estate agent was certainly not a petite blonde. Then it dawned on me. This was her assistant in my shower.
I had met Ashlie briefly the day before. She was young, probably in her early twenties, and had just started the job. I remembered being quite attracted to her – she was just my type. Blonde, about 5’5, with a petite frame, a firm ass, and perky B cup breasts. She wore tight clothes that showcased it all and I really had to get a firm grip on my reins to not hit on her. If we weren’t in a professional business situation I would have pounced. And when I pounce, no one puts up a fight. Pardon me if I sound conceited, but I’m hot.
Maybe it’s just luck that I ended up being a tall, slender Italian babe, but I work it to perfection. I have long, sleek black hair, and I tan lightly to keep my olive skin tone even. I work out specifically to keep my ass firm and tight, and I have small but shapely breasts and long legs. Nobody says no to me.
Now what was she thinking doing this to my place? Why the hell was she here alone? And did she have any idea what I had in store for her?
I crossed my arms and leaned against the doorframe as I glared at Ashlie. She seemed to be enjoying my massaging showerhead. I cleared my throat and her head snapped up, looking at me through the glass like a deer in headlights. “Hello, Ashlie,” I said in a smooth, caramel tone.
“Um…oh my gawd, Gianna, I’m kind of naked right now,” was her reply.
That was the last straw. I marched over to that shower, my heels tapping angrily on the tile as I went, whipped the door open and slapped that little bitch right across the face. She stared up at me in horror and I slapped her again.
“Stop that!” she cried.
“Why should I?” I yelled. “Who the fuck do you think you are coming into my house and fucking it up like you have? What gives you the right to just make yourself at home, huh? You may live in a pigsty, but you don’t live HERE, toots. Now you fucking explain this to me right now!”
Ashlie’s expression changed to a pout. “I didn’t mean to make you mad, Gianna,” she began in the sweetest of tones, obviously about to try to charm herself out of trouble. “I was waiting with my boss and she had to leave for a family emergency. I got so bored that I just started looking for things to do…”
“Shut off the water,” I said, cutting her off.
“But…” she began.
“NOW,” I retorted firmly.
She did as I said and as soon as it was done I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face to mine. I spat words in a venomous tone, “You are going to learn to treat other people’s property with respect.”
And with that, I yanked the sopping wet girl out of the shower and pulled her over to the sink.
“Bend over the sink,” I demanded, and she obeyed, whimpering slightly.
“Stop your whining, bitch,” I said, punctuating the last word with a swift, hard SMACK! on her right ass cheek. She cried out.
“Shut it! You’re not to make a peep, understand?” I gripped her hair tighter and pulled her head up to look at me. She nodded, and I continued with another SMACK! on her left cheek. She bit her lower lip to keep from yelping and I spanked her once more on each cheek. Then, using my fistful of her blonde locks to steer her, I turned her around to face me.
“Spread your legs,” I ordered.
She shook her head quickly, tears spilling out of her eyes.
“Stop your fucking crying and do as I say or you’ll really be sorry!”
Then she opened her legs a little.
“More!” I yelled.
She spread them more.
“Good girl,” I said with a smirk as I placed my hand over her hairless cunt. She whimpered as I rubbed it, then slid a finger between her pussy lips. She was fucking wet! And not because she’d been in the shower!
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you, you little slut?” I asked, my face so close to hers I could smell her cotton candy lip gloss. She just stared at me with that deer in headlights look and I suddenly found myself extremely turned on. I loved to dominate and this little bitch deserved it.
“Get down on your knees,” I told her, letting go of her hair, and she immediately obeyed. “Now spread your legs and finger your pussy while you watch me undress.”
I stepped back and her hand went between her legs. Kneeling there on the floor, she gazed at me in awe as she rubbed her clit with her middle finger. I pulled off my ivory blazer and matching pants. I unbuttoned my green silk blouse and let it slide off my arms. Then I stood there in only black lace lingerie and gold heels. “Crawl over here and take my panties off,” I told her.
Quickly she scurried over on hands and knees and stopped in front of me. I turned around so my ass was right in her face and she gently grasped the strings holding my thong together and tugged it down until it pooled around my feet. I kicked it away and bent over. “Lick my pussy,” I demanded.
Again she obeyed, sticking her tongue right up into the folds of my smooth vagina. I moaned and reached back, grabbed the back of her head, and shoved her face into it. She moaned too. This hot little bitch loved it!
Grabbing a handful of her hair, I yanked her head back. “Now you’re going to lick my asshole.” I shoved her head into my luscious ass and again she began to lick away like it was her favorite thing in the world. Hell, maybe it was.
I made her eat out my ass for a good ten minutes before I told her to get up, go to the toilet, and bend herself over it, putting her ass in the air. I watched her do this, then went into my bedroom, and pulled out the shoe box of sex toys I kept hidden under my bed. I opened it and pulled out the strap-on and bottle of lube, then went back to the bathroom. Ashlie’s eyes widened when she saw the thick pink dildo strapped around my hips.
I walked over to her, standing beside her so the cock was right in front of her face. Then I squirted lube in my hand and she watched as I rubbed it all over the rubber dong. She licked her lips as it bounced in front of her face. “You want to suck it?” I asked, and she nodded enthusiastically. “Too bad,” I said with a smirk.
I moved behind her and dribbled the cold lube between her ass cheeks. She shivered slightly, then I dropped the bottle to the floor. As I rubbed the lube into her hole, I realized it wasn’t quite as tight and puckered as assholes usually are. I raised a brow. “Ashlie, did someone already fuck you in the ass today?”
She nodded.
“Who?” I asked.
“Mrs. Reed,” she replied.
“Mrs. Reed? Your boss?” I asked her, incredulousness tainting my voice. “You kinky little bitch!”
Then she giggled. I spanked her hard on the ass and made her yelp. “I didn’t give you permission to laugh.”
“I’m sorry, Gianna,” she said in a pathetic whiney tone.
“Shut up,” I said, and rammed the big rubber cock up her ass, making her scream.
I pounded her until her screams became moans and fuck yeahs. Then I stopped suddenly and let the cock slide out of her ass. “Turn around and sit on the toilet,” I said.
As soon as she sat, I gave her a slap across the face. “You’re going to suck this dick.”
Without missing a beat, she had my dong in her mouth and bobbed her head on it like a pro. I grabbed her by the hair and helped her shove it down her throat until she pulled back and violently gasped for air, a string of saliva following.
Still holding her hair, I stepped back and pulled her off the toilet and onto the floor. I pulled off the strap-on and shoved her face between my legs. “Eat me until I cum.”
And eat me she did. That girl’s got quite a talented tongue on her. She really went for it. I was up against the sink with her head wedged between my thighs and her tongue darting all over my pussy for only a few minutes before I came and my girl juice spattered all over her mouth and chin. After that, she pulled away, gasping, and I gave her another slap.
“Are you ever going to disrespect someone like that again, Ashlie?”
She shook her head. “No, Miss Gianna. I promise.”
“Good. Now get up and bend over for me one last time.”
She did as I said, leaning forward to grab her ankles. Grabbing her left hip with one hand, I used the other to spank her repeatedly until her ass was bright red. When I was finished, I dismissed her.
“Clean up your mess, leave the key on the kitchen table, and don’t say another word to me. Tell your boss I’ll be using another agency.”
Ashlie nodded and stood up. She began to clean as I hopped in the shower and by the time I was out, my place was sparkling. She even put away the strap-on and made sure the door was locked before she left.
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