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Another afternoon at Helena’s home

My sweet Ana had gone for a complete week visiting some friends in San Francisco; so, I was home alone to enjoy a good time with my loneliness.

On Friday midday I was cooking a light meal, when Ana’s girlfriend Helena called me.

“You still own me a second visit to my home, you little bastard…” She said.

I had had a very good afternoon at her home some time ago; when I fucked Helena and her friend Camila. Then I though both bitches were waiting for me again there for a new wild sex session… But I was very wrong…

My slutty Helena opened the door. She was wearing a tight leather outfit and had a whip in her hands. I kissed her and fondled her ass cheeks, but she stopped me: “Keep quiet, lover boy… you will be my slave today…”

She dragged me to her bedroom and shut the door behind us.
“Strip”, Helena commanded and I obeyed her with no hesitation…

I felt my cock starting to grow as I was taking my clothes off.
Then I stood fully naked next to the bed.

Helena walked next to me with her whip pointing to my semi erect dick.
She was now clearly in charge. I was startled by the feel of her left hand lightly rubbing my balls. Then she slowly slid her hand up my shaft.
Placing her thumb and forefinger around the head, she slowly and lightly slid her hand back down. I let out a long sigh; but it felt really amazing…

Helena whispered in my ear: “Somebody is excited…” Then she moved behind me, touching my shoulders with the tip of her leather whip.
I could feel her warm breath on my neck and could also smell her perfume.

She gave several more strokes of my cock from behind and then she pulled it away from my body. Just as it started to hurt, she let go. My cock smacked against my pubis. Now it was fully erect and hard as steel…

I felt a sharp stinging on my butt cheeks. Her whip had spoken…
Helena told me to get on the bed, face down, arms and legs spread.
Once I adopted that position, she headed to the bathroom, playfully saying:
"Do not even try to look at me until I tell you to". Then she closed the door.

Few minutes later, the door was opened again; my instinct made me look… "I said don't look" Helena ordered, raising her sensual voice.
I push my face back down again and closed my eyes.

"That's better, you dumb useless slave". She spoke softly again…

I could feel her presence, moving closer to the bed. Suddenly I felt her hand on the inside of my left ankle. Her hand slowly slid up the inside of my leg, gliding along my inner thigh. The sensation did not go unnoticed by my cock. I could feel it pulsating under my stomach.

I let out a low moan when I felt Helena’s fingers caressing my balls. She slid her hand up my ass, running her middle finger through my crack. Slowly applying pressure on my asshole caused me to suck in my breath.

The bitch was wiggling her digit, not penetrating, just giving me pleasure.
It was so wonderful that I raised my ass to get more pressure.

But then my ass cheek burnt again with a sharp smack of that whip.
This time she hit me hard; then I felt another two smacks on my ass cheeks.
"You bastard, you are my plaything today. You will only do what I tell you…”

"I'm so sorry, Mistress. It felt so good. I won't do it again, I swear." I said.

Another sharp smack fell on my ass cheeks. "That's better, you bitch."

Her hand pulled away and she stepped away from the bed.
"Okay, slave, you can look at me now".
I turned my head. Helena was now completely naked. Her incredible body glistening covered in some kind of oil. No more thigh high boots, no black leather corset, collar or any other dominatrix strappings.
She was smiling naked, but with a huge black latex cock hanging between her beautiful well shaped and tanned legs… It was about eleven inches long and thick as my own forearm.

It looked so real… and Helena was stroking it like some confident porn star.

"Do you want my little toy in your ass…? Tell me, slave…”
Helena asked me smiling, knowing the answer.

All my senses were going crazy. But I kept speechless…

"Well?". She insisted with a stern look and tone.

"Yes, please…! Give it to me, Mistress…”

Her beautiful sensual slut smile was back.
"Good". Helena said with a little more cheer in her voice.
"Face down, you bitch… or you will not have my toy…” She giggled.

I immediately put my face down, as I felt her get on the bed behind me.
She wiggled up until I could feel her knees against my thighs.

Then I felt a cool liquid drizzling onto my ass crack. It slowly flowed down.
It passed over my most sensitive spot and then continued down.
Slowly, Helena began rubbing it up and down. A little more hit my crack and she spread it around. Every time she passed over my asshole, she gave it a little wiggle. That bitch was really driving me crazy now.

She stopped rubbing and placed the tip of her finger on my rear entrance. "Are you ready, slave?" I did not even have to answer. Her slow deliberate pushing made me gasp. Her middle finger slipped in quite easily…

"Oh, my…! I thought you were an ass virgin, bitch".
Helena laughed and pulled her finger back. The feeling was as good as I thought it would be. She started sliding her finger in and out, not so fast…

"You seem to handle that pretty well. Let's add another." Helena warned.
Then I felt two fingers pushing again and playing inside my anus.
It was taking her a little more effort, but she managed to get them in. Once again, the feeling was nice. Eventually, she got them all the way in.
Then she started to slowly move her fingers back and forth.
This caused me to moan. Then she twisted them as well and my moans got even a little louder.

"Now it is time for three digits." Helena announced smiling…
I felt her fingers at my opening and then all the way in.

"Aaaaaggghhhh!", that was unexpected.

"This is going to be fun". She said, as she worked her three fingers in and out, also twisting them inside my anus. Not fast, but with purpose.

Helena buried her fingers all the way in and stopped.
"Let's do this". She said, pulling her fingers out of my ass.
She was back in control. She wavered for a moment, but no longer.

I felt her moving around, my head buried on the pillow, getting into position. Her hands were on each side of me. I felt something bouncing on my ass cheeks as she adjusted herself.

She moved her legs, so they were against mine. She had to guide it in. To get better balance, she put her left hand between my protruding shoulder blades. Most of her weight was now on me.

Helena had the tip at my entrance. I held my breath.
Then pushing it forward, she run into resistance.
"Relax" She whispered. It slowly opened me more than before. The fingers were fun, but this almost was too much. Then I felt the head was in…

Helena put her hands on either side of me and lowered herself on to me. She did it while only keeping the head in. Sliding her arms out, she placed them over mine. All her weight was on me now.

Very quietly, Helena breathed on my ear: "Are you ready?". I could not talk.
I just slowly nodded my head. Then she kissed and licked my ear.

Then she moved her hips forward; slowly pushing her huge toy into me.

My cock was so hard under my body; squished between me and the mattress, it was extremely sensitive. Feeling Helena penetrating my asshole, it pushed me closer to orgasm.

Her hips moved in a steady pace. Slowly her latex cock started to slide out. Then forward again. Slowly Helena moved her hips back and forth. The bitch really knew how to fuck an ass…

She picked up the pace, and I felt her breathing becoming more intense. She was enjoying this too. The slow deliberate pace was mesmerizing.
My own dick was throbbing, my balls were tight and my ass was full...

Her breathing was getting heavier, and her pace still was picking up.
Her latex strap-on device was working. She lifted herself up on her arms. She stopped thrusting for a moment.
Then she pulled her latex piece almost all the way out.

"You ride me now, bitch…” Helena demanded.

I lifted my ass very softly and pushed her into me. The squeezing on my dick had gone, but now it was throbbing. I got Helena completely in me.

"Faster, slave… I cannot hear you moaning" She said with authority.

As I fucked back on her latex dick, I heard her breathing getting faster.
She was moaning. As I speeded up, my dick started to bounce between my stomach and the bed. I wasn't ready for this. The extra stimulation was more than I could handle. It caused me to go faster and faster.

"Don't stop! Don't you dare stop! I'm cumming!”. Suddenly Helena cried.
That moaning sound coming from her lips was music to my ears, and it sent me over the top. It was too much for me and I felt my dick exploding.

My full load of semen spurted on the mattress below me.
I fell down exhausted, feeling my own sticky seed against my chest.
Helena’s head rested on my back. She licked my neck very softly.
Then she rose up, put her hands on my ass cheeks and pulled out gently.

My right cheek received a new smack from her leather whip.

“Look the mess you have left on my bed, you filthy bitch!!” She yelled.

Then I realized that I had my own cum smeared on my face.
Helena giggled; she was aware of it too.

"Be glad, you slave, I did not tell you to lick it up" She said laughing.
The bedroom door closed behind her, as I was laying in my own cum.

Two minutes later she appeared again; but this time she was not alone.
Her girlfriend Camila was there; smiling as she looked at my ass cheeks.

“You have lost the bet, Camila…I told you; I could fuck Anita’s hubbie in the ass whenever I wanted…now it is your turn, babe…”
Helena said smiling, as I turned my head and watched Camila adjusting the strap-on device on her waist…

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Ashley unlocked the door to her apartment, and reached for the light switch as she stepped through. Before her hand made contact with the switch, her arm was grabbed and she was roughly pulled inside and she felt her other arm being wrapped behind her. Before she could scream out an alarm, her mouth was taped, her eyes blindfolded and she was half dragged, half walked forward...but by who...and why...what did they want? She felt herself struggle, but realized it was useless. With trepidation...

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