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MICHELE AND PREDATOR - PART V
By
Michele Nylons
The Predator walked over to one of the stalls and grabbed a handful of
toilet paper from the dispenser and then strolled over to the ottoman. He
looked at the transvestite whore lying there, her lovely blonde bob and
white nylon blouse were covered in the biker's semen, her stockinged
thighs spread wide crudely displaying her red nylon panties soaked in her
own emission and that of the biker who had fucked her. With her leather
mini bunched around her waist and her red high heels wide apart resting on
the ottoman, she looked fucked and contented. He handed her the bunched up
toilet paper, "Clean yourself up," he growled.
The Predator watched the transvestite as she sat up and adjusted her
underwear; she stood up and moved over to the mirror and used the paper
and some tap water to clean most of the semen off her hair and clothing;
she went into one of stalls for a few minutes and then he heard a flush.
He was thinking to himself that he had very much underestimated this
transvestite bitch; she had handled all of the circumstances that he had
put her in to and was gaining the upper hand with each situation. A plan
formulated in the back of his mind. Would she go for it? There was only
one way to find out.
The Predator held his hand out to the dishevelled woman and when she took
it he led her back to the ottoman and indicated for her to sit. She sat
down and he sat beside her and looked at her face; still pretty despite
the messy makeup and unkempt hair. He slid a hand over her stockinged
thigh and looked her in the eyes, "Michele is it? Well Michele, we are
leaving here now and I'm taking you home. On the way we are going to have
a chat and I'm going to make you an offer that I want you to consider;
either way, given what has happened tonight I don't think you want to go
the authorities and tell them what happened; otherwise your friends and
family would have to know about your double life. Just think my
proposition over let me know one way or the other."
The Predator kissed her gently on the lips and helped her to her feet; he
handed her her purse and took her by the arm and escorted her out of the
ladies room into the dark bar. He walked Michele past the booth where Red
still sat nursing a drink, "Bye Red," he muttered as they walked past. As
they made their way to the door of the bar the bikers standing around the
pool table all applauded and yelled out cat calls. The Predator led her
out into the cool night air and over to his car; he opened the door for
her and as she went to get in the car he pulled her to him and kissed her.
She responded and wrapped her arms around him holding him tight. He gently
disengaged himself and helped her into the car and they drove away into
the night.
Three weeks later.......
The Predator looked at the middle aged woman spread eagled on the huge
four poster bed. She was tied hand and foot to the bed by the stockings he
had taken from her dresser. She was just to his taste; her heavily made up
face was framed by her permed red hair. He studied her for a minute. Her
pale skin was sprinkled with freckles just visible under the layers of
foundation, face powder and rouge. Her eyes were pale blue framed by her
dark mascara and eyeliner and her bright red lipsticked lips quivered in
fear.
The Predator cast his eyes along her body. She wore a red satin evening
gown; now slit open from her breasts to the hem at the bottom of the
dress. The gown had been pulled open exposing the black nylon full slip
that she wore underneath; this garment too had been slit from top to hem
exposing her red satin half-cup brassiere and matching directoire
knickers. Just above the waistband of her knickers the lace top of a black
suspender belt was visible; the garter straps peeking out from the legs of
her knickers were attached to high sheen taupe stockings; the stocking
tops were dark brown and pulled taught where the suspenders were attached
by their glistening silver clips. Her shoes were red suede high heeled
pumps.
The Predator thought she looked like a sacrifice on an alter; the bizarre
image was like some gothic tale; with her red satin gown and black full
slip spread open beside her; he imagined she looked like a vampire queen,
spread eagled and awaiting the stake.
The Predator moved over to the side of the bed and gently, light as a
feather, ran the point of the silver steel blade of his knife along her
body; starting from between her breasts, along the curve of her belly and
down to her sex. As she moaned he savoured her fear. The Predator placed
his other hand over the crotch of her satin directoire knickers and pushed
the silky material into her cleft, "Like I said, honey; don't cry out and
no one gets hurt," he whispered.
Michele was dressed in a full-body black leather corset; her new
breastforms filled the cups so that the leather pulled taught across her
breasts. She wore black satin full cut panties, the crotch just visible
below the bottom of the corset. Suspender straps ran from the corset
underneath her panties and were attached to diaphanous black nylons with
dark reinforced cuban heels and stocking-tops; tiny diamantes decorated
the satiny stocking-tops and the cuban heels; a black seam ran up the back
of the stockings. These were the same stockings the Predator had made her
wear to the biker bar three weeks ago; she knew he loved them. Her feet
were shod in black patent leather high heeled sandals; her painted red
toenails just visible through the reinforced toes of her nylons.
Michele had carefully matched her makeup to her attire; which reflected
her mood this evening. Earlier in the evening she had sat in front of her
makeup mirror and contemplated how she wanted to look. The theme was
dark; black actually, and she was so excited that she had to be extra
careful when applying her makeup. She applied two thick but even coats of
pale foundation to her face and neck. Then she painted jet black kohl to
her upper and lower eyelids, starting in the very corner of her each eye,
working outwards applying three thick coats so that her eyes looked like
an Egyptian goddess. She carefully brushed dark purple eyeshadow onto her
eyelids applying several coats to get the desired effect; she smudged the
dark makeup with a finger feathering it out and up so that it faded just
below her eyebrows and extended right to the outer edges of her eyes.
Michele next applied a dusting of red rouge to her cheeks; running it
diagonally across her cheek-line and feathering it up to almost meet with
her eyeshadow. She applied a coat of pale face powder next, setting the
foundation and rouge. Then she carefully removed the plump black false
eyelashes from their little plastic container. She fiddled around until
they were set perfectly and indistinguishable from her own upper
eyelashes. Her lashes were now long, plump and dark. She heavily mascared
her lower eyelashes and then reached for her lipstick. She applied blood
red lipstick to her lips using the base coat applicator and then set her
lipstick with the clear top coat. As she did this she was pleased to see
her bright red nail polish matched the lipstick perfectly.
Michele applied another coat of pale face powder and reached for the wig
she had selected earlier. The wig was a jet-black short bob; she adjusted
it in place and fiddled with the fringe so that it was in a perfectly
straight line across her forehead coming down to just over her eyebrows.
She gave it a final combing; the sides of her hair extended along her
cheeks and angled up; the hair at the back of the wig ran high across the
back of her neck displaying her delicate white skin. To emphasise her neck
she clipped on a diamante set silver necklace which had three strings of
diamantes drops connected to the main necklace hanging down to the top of
her breasts. She clipped on matching earrings which dropped almost to her
shoulders.
Michele wore a huge red ruby ring set in silver on the ring finger of her
right hand and a huge yellow diamond with matching setting on her left. On
all of her other fingers she wore silver rings of various designs. Around
her slim, black-nylon clad ankles she wore silver anklets. She stood up
and slinked over to her full-length mirror and looked at herself, her eyes
wondering up and down, adjusting little things here and there. She uttered
one word; "Perfect." Then she sprayed herself liberally with her favourite
perfume, 'Poison', pulled on a trench coat and went down stairs to wait
for the Predator who would soon be here to take her out on her first
adventure with him.
Michele now stood on the other side of the huge four poster bed and looked
down at her captive. He was tied to the bed in the same fashion as his
wife; lashed to the frame of the bed by nylon stockings. He was wearing a
black dinner suit but the jacket had been discarded before the man was
restrained on the bed. His crisp white formal shirt was unbuttoned; the
tails untucked from his trousers and the shirt wide open displaying his
dark hairy chest. His black dress trousers had been pulled down to his
ankles so that only his white satin boxer shorts covered his manhood. He
was about fifty but still trim and handsome; his deep blue eyes were set
off by his black curly hair. His face was chiselled and his cheeks well
defined.
Michele ran a sharp red fingernail down his body, starting at his throat
and ending just below his belly button where the waistband of his boxer
shorts lay tight across his abdomen. The man groaned; "You won't get away
with this you bitch!" Michele responded by gently fondling his package
through the satin shorts and whispering, "Shush honey; you heard what my
partner said; don't cry out and no one gets hurt!" She was pleased to feel
the man was adequately endowed and could hardly wait for the fun to begin.
Her own genitals ware restrained by a gaff and as her excitement mounted
it was becoming decidedly uncomfortable.
The Predator was naked; his rampant penis stuck out in front of him,
tumescent, pink and swollen, a long rope of clear pre-seminal fluid hung
from the eye of his glans. He climbed onto the bed and straddled the woman
who was lashed there spread eagled. He rubbed his cock over her satin
encased tits and groaned as the silky material stimulated the nerves in
his hard member. The woman squirmed beneath him but all her movements did
was to excite him further. He grasped the bed head and lifted himself up
and forward until his cock was over the woman's face and then lowered his
crotch until his erect penis rested on her cheek. He rubbed his cock all
over her face and was delighted when a single tear escaped her eye and ran
down her cheek.
Michele watched the Predator climb on the bed and knew that the fun was
about to start. She saw the look of anger in the eyes of the woman's
husband. She sat on the bed beside the man and lowered her face to his and
pressed her mouth down on his thick sensuous lips. He tried to move his
head away and she gripped his testicles through his shorts and squeezed.
He got the message and lay still; he knew there was nothing he could do.
The Predator had done all the talking when they had overpowered the couple
as they had just finished dressing to go out for the evening. The threats
the Predator had made, particularly against the woman, had forced the
couple to capitulate. They knew their best option was to be compliant and
then hope that the man and woman who had broken into their house would
leave them unharmed once they had had their way with them.
Michele probed her tongue inside the man's lips and forced it into his
mouth; she swirled it around and savoured his sweet fresh breath. She
eased her grip on his testes and snaked her hand inside his shorts and
took his thick flaccid member in her hand. She kissed him harder and
slowly started to stroke his penis. She heard him gasp and then she felt
his cock begin to harden in her fingers. Michele smiled even as she
continued to kiss him; she thought to herself that men were just so easy
to control.
The Predator looked across at Michele kissing the helpless man on the bed
and smiled when he saw her hand disappear inside his shorts. He sniggered
when he saw that she was goading an erection out of the man. He moved his
body down onto the woman so that he was lying on top of her, his face
hovering over hers, "Look," he said, "your husband can't help himself;
he's enjoying it!" The woman strained and turned her head and saw the
attractive black clad woman kissing her husband; she looked down and was
horrified to see the bitch had her hand inside her husband's shorts and
was stroking him. She was more horrified when she saw the woman ease her
husband's erect member out of the fly of his shorts and stroke his hard
cock, her bright red fingernails snaking up and down his tumescent member.
Michele was now stroking the hard cock in her left hand; she slid her
fingers up and down the spongy mass of sinew and veins and felt it thicken
and engorge. She kissed the man passionately and he groaned and started to
respond to her kisses, the tip of his tongue exploring hers. Michele
pressed her body against his and slid one sleek nyloned leg over his and
began to rub her black nyloned leg up and down; he writhed and began to
push up with his abdomen so that his cock was actually fucking her hands.
She loosened her fingers so that his cock was held in a feather like
grasp; barely touching the skin of his penis. She felt him buck and bounce
as he tried to get more friction on his manhood. Michele's smile widened.
The Predator watched as the woman looked on horrified at the reaction of
her husband to the ministrations of the whore who was rubbing her
stockinged thigh along her husband's leg. She saw him attempting to fuck
the trollop's hand and heard his heavy breathing in between the long wet
kisses. More tears escaped her. The Predator lowered his face to the woman
and began to spray soft kisses on her pale skin; he gently lapped up her
tears with his lips. He ran his hand down her belly and tenderly cupped
her sex through her directoire knickers and began to work the soft
gossamer material of the knickers into her cleft. The woman stiffened
beneath him and then began to struggle. He forced his lips down on hers
and pushed a finger into the folds of her labia and began to softly stroke
her clitoris.
Michele looked across at the Predator as he began to stimulate the woman's
sex and force his mouth over hers. She lifted her face away from the
woman's husband and whispered in his ear, "Look." The man turned his head
to the side and was greeted by the sight of his wife struggling under the
monster who had invaded their house. To his disgust he saw his wife stop
struggling and begin to move her hips in a circular motion in time with
the man's hand which was buried in his wife's knickers. While his
attention was elsewhere Michele turned around on the bed and lowered her
face the husband's erect shaft and slurped the stiff member into her
mouth, smoothing her lips all the way along the shaft until her lips were
at the base of his cock; she lashed her tongue around the bulbous glans.
The man moaned and pushed his hips up off the bed and began to fuck her
mouth as she moved up and down on his rampant cock.
The Predator looked across at Michele and saw her fellating the woman's
husband. The man was face fucking Michele and he had look of extreme
pleasure on his face. The woman beneath him was now squirming and bucking
as he manipulated her clitty through her knickers; he took his hand away
and heard her mumble her disappointment into his mouth as he kissed her.
He didn't disappoint her for long; he adjusted his position on top of her
so that his hard cock was buried in the fissure of her open labia and
began to dry fuck her through her satin knickers. She bucked up against
him and he moaned at the intense sensations shooting through his cock
caused by the sleek material of her knickers rubbing against his erection.
Michele was sucking the husband's cock in a steady rhythm, grasping the
sinewy cock between her lips and whisking her tongue along and over his
glans. She could taste his secretions and his humping motion lifted his
arse clear of the bed as he bucked under her. She glanced across to see
the Predator slide his cock between the wife's legs and knew that soon
this little drama would come to its climax. Michele eased her face away
for the man and this time she actually heard him grumble in disapproval.
She eased a hand inside her panties and untied the gaff so that her aching
member could be free and then she lifted herself up over the man so that
her stockinged thighs straddled his. Michele raised her arse up and eased
the gusset of her black nylon panties to one side and lowered herself
slowly so that the tip of the man's cock nestled up against her sphincter.
Michele lowered herself and gasped at exactly the same time as the man
when his thick bulbous glans slid inside her.
The Predator saw Michele mount the husband and position his cock
underneath her; he pushed the woman's face to the right so she could see
what her husband was doing. The woman gasped, and as she did the Predator
quickly repositioned his cock under leg of the woman's directoire knickers
and pushed his hard cock into her tight slick cunt. The woman bucked and
rolled beneath him and he hung on to her and enjoyed the ride. He didn't
know if she was trying to buck him off or was trying to fuck him and he
didn't care; her firm vaginal walls were stretched around his rampant
penis and all he could feel was the intense pleasure shooting out from his
groin. The woman beneath him began to set a measured tempo with her
thrusts and it was obvious now that she was enjoying what she was getting;
forced or not. The Predator adjusted his position so that the base of his
cock pushed against the woman's clitoris and his balls rubbed against her
gossamer smooth directoire knickers. He started to fuck her hard and fast
feeling his orgasm building.
Michele eased herself down further so that the man's cock slid slowly
further inside her. She had lubricated her back passage in the bathroom
before she had joined the Predator at the bedside and now she was glad she
had. The cock filled her anus and she had to take it easy and ride with
the man beneath her to stop him lunging up and stabbing her arse with his
cock. She took control and eventually she was filled up with hot throbbing
cock. She sat down hard on the man to stop him from fucking her; she just
sat there and enjoyed the feel of hot cock filling her arse. Michele
stated to gyrate as she clenched and unclenched her internal muscles to
stimulate the cock buried inside her. Then she started to slowly ease
herself up and down on the rampant member, eventually loosening up enough
so that she could increase the tempo. The man beneath her sensed this and
matched her with his thrusts; as she lowered herself down, he thrust up;
the head of his cock pressed against her postrate and she felt her own
orgasm build. Michele bucked faster up and down on the cock and felt it
slide in and out of her and stimulate the hundreds of nerves along the
walls of her arse. She was close to coming.
The Predator fucked the housewife with long hard strokes and lowered his
face to hers and was greeted by sloppy wet kisses as the woman bucked
beneath him. Her cunt was spasming around his cock and he sensed she was
about to come; he thrust faster and harder and was rewarded with her hot
juices flowing around his hard cock. He crushed his lips against hers and
plunged his tongue into her mouth; he ground his groin against hers and
she pushed back hard against him and her cunt convulsed as she orgasmed.
The Predator's cock spasmed and twitched as it shot load after load of hot
semen deep into the woman. The housewife pushed back against him and
shuddered as her orgasm racked her; she gasped around his tongue but
continued to mash her lips against his, there tongues intertwined and
teeth crashing together so intense was their climax.
Michele pushed down hard on the cock buried deep in her arse and felt it
convulse. The man's member shuddered deep inside her and as it spasmed she
felt jets of hot fluid fill her back passage. His knob was pushed hard
against her postrate and she felt her release. Her issue shot from her
semi-hard cock and filled the front of her panties. Michele slammed her
arse up and down on the rock hard cock that was spewing semen deep inside
her. She screamed and moaned and shook her head; the sensation was so
exquisite. Eventually her climax subsided and she came to rest straddling
the man who lay there moaning beneath her, his cock pulsing in the last
throes of his orgasm. Michele lowered her head and gave the man a sloppy
wet kiss and then leaned back and looked across at the Predator.
The Predator looked across at Michele as she raised herself from the hot
wet kiss that she was giving the husband. He saw her straighten up, the
man's cock still buried in her arse as she straddled him. She smiled at
him and leaned across; the Predator lifted himself from the housewife and
Michele and the Predator kissed each other passionately across the bodies
of their victims who lay lashed to their marital bed; the Predators cock
was becoming flaccid inside the woman, and Michele's back passage was
contracting around the wilting cock buried inside her. The wife looked
across at her husband and whispered, "We can never tell anyone about
this."
Her husband responded, "Never."
Michele and the Predator smiled at each other.
The End
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