I had seen her the first time, at the company meeting inMay. I was a junior manager working for her department, handling themoney side of things for the large construction firm we both workedfor. She was thirtyish and to my eyes, perfection personified. Her asslooked so inviting, squeezed by her tight black skirt, her pantiestraced out in smooth curves. While the general manager droned on aboutquarterly targets and resource crunches and achieved goals, I began tosee in my mind, drops of her sweat mixed with her cunt juicestrickling down the hairy furrow between her smooth buttocks. When shecaught me staring at her, she frowned, wrinkling her brow. I turnedaway. My cock had become bone hard and hurt as it pulsed with everybeat of my hammering heart. When my cock gets that hard, I cant thinkanymore. I would have fucked my mother, holding her legs up againsther breasts and sucking her toungue into my mouth if I could. My cockdoesnt have a heart or a mind.
I knew I had to get this woman. And I knew it had to besoon. I would probably never be in a strange city without Rita mywife, with a hotel room all to myself, and hours to kill in the night,and a aching cock thirsty for cunt juice, for a long time.
There was only one thing to do. She was talking to adirector of the company and I could see that the director could barelykeep his mind on what they were discussing. Every now and then hiseyes would move to her breasts or the long legs encased in silk. Itook a risk of upsetting the man by going upto them , she seemedrelieved to be rescued from the boring pointless conversation he wascarrying on between peeks at her cleavage. We got into a deepconversation about federal taxes on construction. The directorwandered off as his ignorance began to embarass him.
She looked me in the eyes and said "A bit uncomfortable are we ?"
She was now looking at my erection that was driving mecrazy. I saw her eyes widen and her nipples tighten under her blackblouse. I thought there was no point in pretending. I asked her to myroom for a drink, and offered to throw in some old style rock as anenticement. She smiled and told me to get her coat for her. I avoidedtouching her or coming close to her as we sat in the cab I called, andonly made some small talk along the way. I thought about the muskysmell that she would reek of when I would get her panties out of theway. The bush of dark hair that would beg to be parted to show me herruby flower lips that would beg to be rubbed and squeezed and spreadand fucked till they swelled and grabbed at my cock.
We reached the house and I switched on the light. She saidshe wanted to use the bathroom, and I showed her the way. She was awhile in the bathroom, and I heard moans and heavy breathing as Istuck my ear against the door. It made me want her so much I wanted tofill her navel with my thick pearly white seed. I went back to thecouch and filled our glasses with the best red wine I had in the room.
She came back into the room, she had loosened her hair andit now fell around her shoulders. By now the alcohol had done its workon her and her masturbation had left her relaxed. I invited her to sitin my lap. I told her it was her it was her proper place as she washigher up in the scheme of things. She laughed and I smelt breathfreshener mixed with chianti pour out of her mouth. I put my armsaround her and held her breasts through her blouse. I have big handsand she was around 35 C and her tits fit easily into my hands as Isoftly squeezed. She would stop in the middle of a sentence and jerkas my hands massaged her breasts in slow sweeps from the base to thenipples. I fingered her right nipple while I squeezed and kneaded herleft breast . I rolled it between my thimb and forefinger through herblouse. She had stopped talking and her eyes were half closed, hermouth half open and twitching. I bent down and kissed her throat,licking her from chin to sternum, spreading saliva all over her neck,I licked her till she began moaning and her nostrils flared. I lickedher left earlobe and nibbled and sucked it, tickling and wetting thelight golden hair that grew there, breathing into her ear and strokinginto her ear with my tongue. I was holding her now hard with my lefthand, while with my right I drove between her legs and rubbed andmassaged her thighs above her stockings. She clamped her legs againstmy hand resisting my caresses. I began to rub harder and whispered inher ear "Bitch, Im going to fuck you anyway, whether you let me ornot, Im going to spread your thighs and fuck you like the bitch youare, so stop fighting and spread your legs for me, spread your legsfor me bitch, spread your cunt lips for your lover, baby" I was nowbeyond control and my hands spoke to her body like twins do when noone was watching. She moaned as if her will was being torn away fromher and her legs spread as if hypnotized. I moved my hand between herlegs and felt her cunt through sodden panties. I slipped my forefingeralong the valley of her slit and began to rub in circles, she began tojerk involuntarily and thrust her hips in time with my stroking, asshe tried to rub her clitoris against my forefinger. The smell of herwet, panting cunt filled the room. She grabbed my head with her handsand kissed me, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth as sheshuddered and thrust continously against my hand, moaning into mymouth, as she slid her wet tongue over mine and stroked it.
I carried her unresisting to the bedroom, laid her out on the bed,lifted her skirt and started caressing her soft thighs, pinching herwith light fingers all over her silk covered legs, before returning myattention to her swollen lips now almost sticking to the clingingblack silk of her panties, and kissing her again, parting her lips andsliding again into her mouth.
Grace was kissing me with a desperation I could feel in the grip ofher thighs over my hand, I could feel it in the moans that escapedher, and in the musky warm wetness between my fingers.
She was sucking now, on my tongue, dragging it deep into her mouth. Istroked the underside of her tongue with the tip of mine. Rapidflicks, slow wallowing in the hot slick pool at the floor of hermouth. I stroked the back of her neck with my other hand.
I broke away from her, our lips parting wetly. Her mouth was stillhalf open, her eyes closed tightly, licking her lips in sensouscaresses, as she bucked against my hand.
With my free hand I covered her mouth and planted my knee between herlegs, her thighs opening at the shock, letting my hand go free. Shepushed against me frantically, her eyes now bulging, biting the palmof my hand that covered her mouth.
I slapped her. She screamed. I slapped her again. Harder this time, myfingers leaving red marks over her cheek. Tears were streaming nowfrom her eyes. I grabbed both her arms in my hand and pulled them overher head, tying them to the bedpost nearest to us with the shouldercord that I tore from the purse she had brought along.
Fear was in her eyes. The mascara had begun to mess up and run inbluish green rivulets down her face. I wiped her tears away with myhandkerchief. She strained against the cord, and I watched it cutinto her skin, around her wrists. She had begun to cry again, herwracking sobs becoming louder. I lifted my hand high and brought itdown on her thigh, the sound muted by the smooth silk. She jerked andwent rigid, her breath rapid and ragged. The sobs turned intowhimpering.
I left her on the bed and searched in my room for something to tie herwith. There was nothing in that room that I could use. So I jerkedout the phone cords. I could do without the phone for a while. Ipushed her knees back up till her feet were flat on the bed and passedthe cords under her knees and tieing them to the side of the bed,making sure she was spread wide open. I could smell her cunt, wet fromthe frantic petting we had done. The heat from her body was sointense. I knelt between her legs and bent down. She stiffened. Ismelt the hot essence boiling out of her. I passed my hands under herass and squeezed those soft globes, raising her to my lips. She wassquirming and trying to get away from me. I tore the panties from herbody, ripping it with my right hand, pulling it up towards her head sothat the crotch dragged into her cunt lips till I saw them bulge outon both sides and she sobbed aloud. I brought the torn panties up toher face. She tried to turn her head away. I held my hand over hermouth forcing her to smell the wet crotch.
Her cunt was covered with thick black hair, half-way up her navel.She had hair past her cunt, around her asshole. Her bush was partedneatly at the middle, too neatly for it to be natural. The bitchcombed there too !
I climbed back onto my knees. Bending over her I began to unbuttonher blouse. Her bra was lacy and very light, her nipples were hard Icould feel through it.
Her eyes had a fixed look now. She no longer resisted, but laid backpassive.
I was surprised to see she didnt shave her armpits. Hair grew therejust like between her legs, wild and black. I undid the fasteners atthe back. I let her breasts fall free, her bra still around her,hanging by the straps.
Her nipples were hard. I bent down over her, and kissed her nipples.Running my tongue around the aureoles in ever-narrowing circles, tillI came to the hard little erasers. I flicked my tongue on them likevibrators do, better than any vibrator, warm, wet, and sticky. Isucked them. Till they doubled in size and she shuddered each time Isucked. I took them between my teeth and nibbled on them,tongue-lashing them till she lifted her ass of the bed and beganpumping her hips, moaning.
I opened her purse and took out her hair-brush. I hit her exposed asscheeks with the brush, leaving hundreds of tiny red marks on hercreamy skin, her tears running again, I hit harder, alternatingbetween her firm buttocks. Her lower legs jerked each time the blowslanded. I slipped a finger along her moist crack, sliding in the juiceshe was pouring out, caressing her swelling clit, as the brush kissedher ass. She was moaning again, her mouth wide open, tongue stretchedout searching the air. I slid a finger into her honey pot. She raisedher ass meeting the blows, stiffening at each impact. Her juicesbegan to leak over her lips and trickle down, wetting the hair, allthe way down to her tiny rosebud.
I moved the brush higher and brought it down hard on her cunt. Aspasm passed through her, all her muscles contracting at once. I bentover again and pinched her nipples, rolling them between thumb andforefinger. Holding her neck down I kissed her lips silencing herscream. I took the brush and held it at her swollen slit, sinking thehandle into her. As I sucked on her tongue, I shoved the handle in andout of her, my thumb brushing her clit on every upstroke. She began torelax, as I kissed her throat. She was thrusting involuntarily. I benther head so she could see the plastic base slide in and out. She triedto resist, holding still for a moment. I licked her nipples, andcaressed the underside of her breasts; she thrust at the hard slipperyintruder in her cunt, watching hypnotized while it slid, spreadingopen her inner lips as it pushed in, and dragging them out as shepulled her hips back in long strokes. When I felt her stiffening, hertoes stretching, and her eyes fixed on her heaving hips, I let go ofthe brush. It was sticking out of her, about three inches inside, therest of the handle and the brush a parody of a cock.
"Please, please .. ", she pleaded.
I moved off the bed and walked up to her. I unzipped my fly and tookout my pounding rock hard six-incher. She opened her mouth, andlicked the pre-cum off, trying to force her tongue into the opening,before covering the glans with her smooth soft lips.
She traced out a circle around the base of the glans in the groovewith the tip of her tongue. I grabbed her head, and shoved it all in,all the way to the back of her throat.
"Suck", I told her.
I pulled back and slammed in again, fucking her mouth.
"Suck", I told her again.
I held her eyes wide open with my fingers, holding the lids raisedagainst the ridges over them. She swallowed and sucked harder, hertongue sliding over the head, as I thrust my hips. It felt so good,her rosy lips wet and glistening with saliva, as they rubbed againstmy shaft on the way in, and sucked on my way out. I fucked her throat,making tears come into her eyes, but I wouldnt let her blink, thetears filling her eyes till she couldnt see clearly, rolling in hugewarm drops over her face. I held my cock inside her mouth, the headpushing the back of her throat, her lips tickling my long pubic hair,half of the hair inside her mouth, my hands holding her head hardagainst me, until she began to choke and heave for air, massaging thesensitive glans with spasms of her throat, just like a womans pussydoes in orgasm. I watched her turn a deep red as she choked.
Her struggles became wilder and her eyes almost popped out. I heldher to me, like I wanted her life. I wanted her throat. I wanted hermouth sucking my organ, I wanted her lips to drink my seed. As herthroat spasmed in involuntary waves, I began to come; it shot out ofme, I felt it shoot past my sphicter and flow as I groaned, tighteningmy hold on her head, as I shot deep into her throat.
I let go of her head, her head slamming back to the bed, eyes closed,breath heaving. I was still spurting in thick white globs of sperm; Iclimbed over her and held her still while I shot some of it onto herlips, into her hair. I moved down her and stroked with my hand as thelast drops flowed filling her navel.
"I hate you !", she screamed.
I smiled and spread her thighs. The stocking on her left leg hadbroken its garter strap and had begun to come unrolled, half down toher knees. Her whole body was covered in sweat, it poured off her instreams. It ran down between her legs mixing with her juices andmaking the bed wet under her. The hair-brush was still inside her,sticking out obscenely. I ran my fingers in the hot valley,collecting the dew that glistened in her crotch, and brought my handto my mouth, smelling her sweat, mixed with the woman scented cunt-oilshe had poured out. With a shudder that I could feel begin in my hardcock I licked it from my palms and fingers, tasting like salty butter.
"You want ? " I asked her.
"Fuck You Bastard"
I stepped up to her, my pants still around my knees, and massaged itinto her tits, lovingly spreading it over her still hard nipples andpinching till she winced and still harder until the tears began toflow, down her face, down her neck and in streams over her throat. Hernipples looked flattened and half-inch long sticking out like that.
I left her there to cry.
I went to the living room, after I turned out the lights. I smoked acigarette. Without thinking my hands went to my cock. I stepped outof my pants, stripped off all my clothes. I looked at the carspassing underneath the window, trying to control myself. I went intothe bathroom, and picked up an old fashioned razor blade, and lookedaround for a jar of vaseline. Couldnt find one, so I took the bottleof gel conditioner.
I turned the lights back on in the bedroom. She was crying silently.I got onto the bed, and taking her left thigh, where her stocking hadcome undone, I caressed it, sliding my hand over it slowly, sensously,rubbing my fingers into her yielding flesh. I bent down and licked itmaking love to her thigh, in slippery strokes. I licked closer to herbush and I could smell her scents. Her sobs were now accompanied bylittle indrawn breaths. Her leg stretched out. I kissed the softunderside of the knee where the cord was cutting into her, where ithad made grooves into her skin, I kissed and licked her calf, wettingdown the fine golden hair that grew there, pulling the stockingfurther down her leg. I rolled the stocking off her leg, and slid myhands all over her silky skin. I kissed her toes, tickling her feetwith my tongue, kissing the underside making her squirm. I held herleg rigid in my hand and used the other hand to tickle her foot withmy fingers. She began to twist in her bonds, her sobs broken withgasps that began to turn into giggles and grew into screams. I grabbedthe hair-brush and stroked in and out of her, tickling her foot withthe other hand. Her eyes closed, her arms straining at the cord. Ipulled the brush out and slipped in a finger sinking into her hotdepths feeling her cunt walls slide past slowly, searching for thespot under her clit.
"Ah, No...No... Dont ...", she was giggling uncontrollably, both herlegs stretched out tense, her skirt fallen over her belly.
I found the spot, slightly raised , and stroked around it, rubbing incircles. Her clit had become engorged, pushing the hood up, becomingerect. I let go of her leg, still she held them up straight in theair, tied at the knees. I leaned forward and blew on her clit.
"Mm.. Ah.. AAh.. MMMmm", her moaning would rise and fall. She wasnearing climax, I could tell. I stopped.
Leaning over her I picked up the razor blade and drew it slowly andlightly over her soft white thighs, first her left and then her right,the edge drawing lines that suddenly burst into flower with blood.Thin lines that ran from her hips to mid-thigh.
She started forward, and uttered a piercing cry, as she craned herneck and watched the razor blade travel slowly, the touch almostpleasurable on her delicate skin of her thighs at first before theedge broke skin.
I rubbed the blood into her, looking into her crazed eyes, beforediving forward, spreading her clittoral hood, and exposing her brightpink clit, hard and sensitive. I closed my mouth over it, sucking itinto my mouth as I tapped it with my tongue, flicking it as fast as Icould. I raised her ass off the bed and held her against me as shetensed and let out a groan that went on and on, my lips sucking on herclit like a child sucks on its mothers nipples, sucking it like Iwanted her cunts milk, squeezing and massaging her swollen breasts,holding them by the nipples and jiggling them back and forth. I keptat it. Licking the inner lips, tongue lashing the hood, biting herthighs, while she went through one orgasm after the other, not lettingher stop. My cock had started hurting, from being so hard for solong.
I licked down her lips past her slit, to the little clearing in herhair, between her sweet asshole and her cunt. I rubbed it with myforefinger, and her legs seemed to spread even wider.
My fingers crept down to her little closed up asshole, and traced widecircles around it. I spit on my fingers and rubbed it into her tightlyclenched opening. Her hips shifted each time I touched her there, amoan escaping her throat.
I reached around for the shampoo gel and spread it over her animalmusk smelling backdoor, rubbing it into her, sliding my ring finger inslowly, as I watched her face tense fighting my intrusion, arching herback and clenching her sphincter. I felt a twinge of pity and even fora moment thought of her as a little girl, but still I pushed harder, Icould feel the muscle ring at her entrance try to stop me, clutchingat my finger. The gel had done its work and all she managed to do wasmilk my finger, in pitiful little spasms, as my finger slid into thehot slick tight depths of her ass. I slid it back and forth slowly,letting the gel spread into her, feeling her sphincter relax, her hipsshifting back and forth, in time with my thrusts. I watched for awhile, my fingers raping her ass, as they plunged again and again intoher. I twisted my finger inside her, forcing little gasps from her.
I got off the bed and undid the cords around her legs. They fell tothe bed with a thud; they had gone to sleep, and she was trying tomove them. I climbed back on to the bed, between her inert legs andraised them, over my shoulders, reaching down and rubbing my cock ather asshole.
"Let me go please, please let me go, I won't tell anyone, please ...Aaaa , Nooo! Oh My God, I said no, dont, Mmmaaaaah, please nooo !!!",she said, her voice going into a lisping moan as I used my thumbs toopen up her wet asshole, placing my cock against it, and thrusting insmall but persistent strokes, till the head slid in the gel, andforced past her desperate resistance, and I felt the warmth of her asssqueezing me. I had an inch or so inside. She had started flailing herlegs but now they were trapped within my arms, as I bent over her.
We were really sweating now, and it ran off both of us. I felt thegarter belt on her other leg rub against my lower chest and the backside of her thighs against the hair on my belly.
I looked at her, helpless, her breasts swollen and full, the nippleshard, probably painfully hard, moaning from the pain.
I drove down into her in hard strokes, sinking my cock into her hotbowels. It was so tight inside her. I thrust harder and harder lovingthe way she groaned, impaled on my cock. When I was all the way in, Ilet her legs down, moving my weight, first to one arm, and then theother.
Her arms were still tied, so I wrapped my arms around her, under her,holding her close to me. She was trying to avert her face from me,twisting into the soaked pillow. I held her face rigid in my hands andheld my self still, my cock just a inch inside her clutching passage.
I licked her ears and kissed her lobes, teasing the tiny hair thatgrew there, blowing softly, thrusting with my tongue. I spoke intoher ears.
"I want you for me, I want you close to me."
I kissed her neck.
I kissed around her lips and kissed her nose, caressing the skin belowher nose above her lips. I forced my tongue into her, making love toher. I felt her body relax, the tension going out of her.
I sunk into her ass, centimetre, by centimetre, kissing her deeply,muffling her groans, as my cock spread her virgin asshole in slowstrokes.
"I want you to hurt for me."
I thrust all the way in, in one stroke.
"I want you to suffer for me, because I want you to suffer for me."
I wiped her tears away.
"I want you so much I need to make you scream, bitch !"
I stroked in and out furiously, as her voice wavered between deepeningmoans and the gasps of pain.
She was making the connection between pain and pleasure.
I shifted my weight on to my elbows and held her hard breasts in myhands and squeezed, in time with the downstroke.
"Hurt for me"
I fucked her ass in hard strokes, I licked under her arms, where theher hair grew thick and was wet with her sweat, I kissed her throughthe sweat, and kissed her mouth and held her, sucking her breath out,as I began thrusting in a frenzy.
I could hear her ass grip wetly as my cock pulled out, and I couldfeel her body shake from the force of my thrusts. I felt the softround lips slide around my cock, wetly, as my seed rose in a fountainfrom deep inside; me burst the dams and shot in a white river I couldsee in my mind, into her, deep into her. When she felt the streamflow inside her she moaned and threw her legs around me, and I felther asshole milk my cock of its last drops.
That's how Grace became my slave.
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