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It was 6:50 am and Aileen had just arrived for her shift at the music store. She was opening again and had an hour to herself to get everything in order before unlocking the doors. She adjusted her low ponytail, grabbed her coffee, locked the car, and walked to the front door, keys in hand. As she opened the door, the alarm warning began to beep. Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind and forced inside. As the unknown assailant pushed her to the back of the store, she heard another re-locking the front door.
"Turn off the alarm," he said while flashing his knife.
"It's in the office," she said, her voice shaking.
He shoved her through the unlocked door. Terrified, she led him to a keypad on the wall over a cluttered desk and punched in the code, deactivating the alarm. She turned to face him, a young black guy about her age and saw his partner returning from locking up. Also black, light-skinned, taller, and maybe a little older than the first.
"Where's the safe?" the tall one asked.
"In the front by the registers," she replied.
He pulled a large zip-tie from his pocket, bound her wrists in front of her, and walked back to front to find the safe. A few seconds later, he called back, "Combination?"
She looked at the young one and pointed at a piece of paper pinned to the wall near the alarm keypad.
"I got it," he informed his friend, who in turn walked back to retrieve the paper.
"Keep an eye on her and see if there's anything good in here," he commanded. "I got the safe."
He grabbed a cart and walked out, closing the office door behind him, leaving Aileen alone with her captor.
After looking around the office for a minute or two he asked, "Anything valuable in here?"
"No," she replied.
"You sure?" he asked, looking her up and down.
She looked away.
Just then she felt a hand tugging at her shirt. She looked down to see a knife in one hand while the other was ripping open the buttons on her work shirt. She looked at his face and found him staring back at her, smiling. As the last button snapped free, he pulled the shirt off her shoulders and down around her waist. She looked away and took a deep breath, trying to ignore what was happening. Then she felt his hand on her breast.
- -
Charles could hardly believe what was happening. He'd been coming to this store for months, buying any random single just for a chance to hit on her. He knew from the name tag that her name was Aileen. It suited her. He'd always had a thing for petite Asian girls, but this one also had an incredible ass. She'd always ignored his advances, at most flashing him a smile, but he persisted. He didn't care that she had a boyfriend. He hadn't expected it to go this far, but as the shirt fell away to expose her smooth olive skin and lacy black bra hiding those perky B-cup tits, he could no longer resist.
He saw the look of surprise on her face as he squeezed her right breast. How she closed her eyes as he caressed her flat stomach and bit her lip when he moved up under her bra to pinch her left nipple. He imagined she was enjoying it, and it excited him even more. He pulled down her bra and moved in closer to lick her nipples. They went firm under his tongue and he sucked them in turn while squeezing her tits. He swore he heard her exhale deeply.
With his right hand, he folded closed the blade of his knife and reached around to unhook her bra. As it fell to her wrists, he stepped back and took her in. She was looking at him now, her perfect tits rising on her heaving chest, a strange look in her eyes. He put the folded knife in his pocket and reached out to caress her back, pulling her close so to bury his face in her breasts. Then he ran them down to squeeze her ass, pulling her onto her tip toes. As he did that, he felt his hard cock press up against her still bound hands. It drove him wild.
With his left hand in the small of her back, he reached down, under her pants and panties, to feel the bare ass he'd been admiring for so long. He plunged his hand farther and farther downward until, finally, he could reach around to feel her moist pussy. He pressed his finger between her legs, resting the tip on her clit, and began to rub it. It got wetter and wetter until he felt her legs part. He couldn't believe it. Was he not imagining it after all? Was she really enjoying this?
She gasped as he plunged his finger inside her, lifting her. With his finger deep inside her pussy, he reached down with his other hand to squeeze her ass and lift her, driving her hands onto his cock. She grabbed it and began stroking it.
"I knew you wanted this dick," he whispered into her ear.
- -
Aileen silently and slowly stroked the full length of his cock, from the tip down, squeezing firmly at the base. It was big. He was right, she wanted it. She couldn't understand why, but she knew she wanted it. When she heard his voice, she realized she recognized him. She wasn't sure, but she thought his name was Charles. He was a regular at the store and always came on to her. She thought he was cute, but too forward, and, of course, she was with John.
They'd been dating for almost three years now. She never told him about the guys who hit on her at work. There'd be too much to tell and she knew he couldn't handle it. He couldn't know that, even though she was faithful, she couldn't help but wonder, what if? What if she bent down to kiss him? What if she undid his pants? What if she got down on her knees and took him in her mouth?
Just as she thought it, she felt his finger leaving her and heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled. Only, it wasn't his belt, it was hers. With her belt free he unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, then spun her around to face the desk. She felt a tingling sensation as his hands came around her body from behind, his right grasping her breast, his left into her panties massaging her clit.
She widened her stance, inviting him to slide his fingers inside her. As he did so, he kissed her back and shoulders. She arched her back, directing his mouth to her neck, and began grinding her ass against his cock.
At that, Charles lost whatever self-control he had left. Suddenly, his hands were on Aileen's hips. He pulled her slacks and panties down to her ankles in one motion. She then felt his hand on her back, forcing her to bend at the waist. Quickly, she threw her hands forward to support her weight on the desk. She looked back to see him undoing his belt and grew anxious. She was surprised, then, when he dropped to his knees, spread her cheeks, and buried his face in her pussy.
She dropped her head forward and let out a faint moan as she felt his tongue run down her labia to her clit, then back up again to dance around her anus. His tongue slid back down again to focus on her clit and two long fingers of his right hand pressed deep inside her pussy.
She spread her legs and dropped to her elbows with a gasp. As his left hand moved away, she looked down behind her and saw him stroking his cock. She was overcome with lust and began rocking her hips in rhythm with his efforts, grinding her pussy against his face and hand.
- -
Charles was in heaven. He couldn't believe how freaky this girl was! His cock was throbbing and laced with pre-cum, but he didn't want to stop. Her pussy tasted so good and he could feel how much she wanted him. He wanted desperately to make her cum. He saw that she was watching him stroke himself, her reactions told him that she loved it. He pushed his fingers deep inside her pussy, imagining it was his cock, and moaned as he squeezed himself.
"You want this dick?" he asked before sucking hard on her clit.
"Uuuuuuuungh," she rewarded him.
He withdrew his fingers and leaned back to wipe his face with his shirt. Then, cock in hand, he stood and began rubbing the tip on her exposed pussy.
"Mmmmmmmm," she breathed and pushed back to meet it.
"I can't wait to fill you up," he said sliding it upwards to rest firmly against her asshole.
"Mm, mmmmmmm," she rejected as she arched her back, directing it back to her pussy.
She pushed back, farther this time, burying the tip inside her. He recoiled slowly, denying her, then smacked her hard on the ass with his free hand.
"Aaah!" she squealed.
"Yeah, you want this dick," he declared triumphantly.
At once he resumed teasing her with his cock, running the tip from her clit to her asshole, then back down again. Over and over, stroking himself as he did so, until the entire length of his cock was covered in her juices. Aileen moaned deeply each time he reached her clit, arching her back to match his pace.
"Tell me you want it," he demanded.
All he received was a quiet, "Mmmmmmmmm..."
He grinned, fully locked in this game of willpower, and moved forward to meet her body, his cock standing sandwiched between them. His left hand reached forward to squeeze her breast while his right grasped her ponytail. He pulled roughly on her hair snapping her head back, while at the same time tugging her breast and forcing her to stand. With his chest pressed against her back, he reached his right hand around to her other breast and massaged them in unison.
At the same time, he worked his hips to run the length of his cock against her, alternating between back to front and down to up. As he pressed forward the tip passed into and out of her pussy to rest on her clit. As he rose upward it threatened to penetrate her asshole. The whole time he kissed her neck and whispered into her ear.
"You like that?"
"Tell me you want this dick."
"Can you take it?"
"You need it in your ass."
"Tell me you want it."
"Are you ready?"
"Tell me to fuck you."
As his pace increased, so did her moans. She reached down between her legs to feel his cock and guide it to her pussy, brushing against her clit in the process. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum. She couldn't stand it anymore.
"Fuck me," she whispered.
"Louder," he answered.
"Fuck me," she let out with a moan.
"Say it," he pressed.
"Fuck me!"
"What do you want?!"
"I want you to fuck me!"
"What?"
"FUCK MY PUSSY!"
- -
Aileen heard the words being spoken, but couldn't believe it was her. She'd never talked dirty to John. She'd never cheated on him, even with all the chances she'd had. She didn't understand why, but she didn't care anymore. She knew she loved John, but she wanted more than anything to be fucked by Charles. She bent at the waist, dropped her elbows onto the desk, looked back into his eyes and declared, "I want you to fuck my pussy!"
She saw him smile, then watched as he grabbed her waist with his right hand, his cock with his left, and slowly guided it inside her. She felt herself filling up and was overwhelmed. He didn't stop to pull out and reinsert, rather he slowly and steadily pressed his cock deeper and deeper inside her in a single, long thrust.
"You're tight as fuck," he muttered.
She'd never experienced anything like this. There was some pain, but she was determined to take his full length. Finally, she exhaled in a deep moan as she felt his body press against her ass. Immediately, she clenched tightly around his cock and heard him moan in response. She then pushed back hard, arching her back to swallow every last bit of him inside her. She was in heaven.
He pulled out, very slowly, until only the tip was inside her. Then, grabbing her hips tightly, he thrust into her, slamming his body against her ass. She craned her neck upwards and squealed in delight. With that, he began to fuck her, slowly at first, using the full length of his cock. Then progressively faster, slamming into her harder and harder with each thrust. Aileen, never before vocal during sex, moaned loudly each time he slammed against her. The louder she got the harder he fucked her until, finally, she yelped loudly as she came, collapsing onto the desk.
Triumphant, he pushed in deep as she clenched down on him. He slammed in hard a few more times, pausing each time until her moans subsided. He decided she'd had enough and pulled out slowly, then began stroking himself. She knew what was coming, but she had other plans.
- -
Charles felt victorious. Her pussy belonged to him now. But he wasn't done yet. He badly needed to cum, and he planned to cover her in it. Aileen looked back to see him jacking off over her, then suddenly stood up and turned to face him. He was stunned when, rather than getting dressed, she kicked off her shoes and pulled her slacks and panties off her ankles.
With a coy smile, she grabbed his cock and led him towards the closed door. Slowly, she got down on her hands and knees, arched her back to present herself, looked back and said, "It's your turn."
He stood there for a moment to take in the view, his cock throbbing with anticipation. When the shock wore off he knelt down behind her, resting his shaft on her anus. He drew his hips back and pressed the tip firmly against it. "Mmm, mmm," she rejected once again, ending with a gasp as he slapped her ass hard. Her asshole parted just enough before clamping down tightly on the tip of his cock, nearly causing him to cum. As she turned back to protest he quickly grabbed her hips, repositioned, and slammed hard into her pussy.
"Aaah!" she screamed, still extra sensitive from cumming.
With both hands now on her hips, he fucked her hard and fast, pounding her into submission. She dropped her chest to the floor and extended her arms in front of her. Panting heavily, she adjusted her bound hands and clawed the carpet. He was squeezing her ass with one hand and slapping it with the other, being awarded a squeal each time. As he ran his hands up her back, she lifted herself to meet him. He squeezed her traps and pulled her back hard, slamming deep inside her. All her reactions; the moaning, the grinding, the screaming, were driving him crazy. He realized he'd been talking to her, demeaning her, dominating her.
"You love this dick!" he bragged. "I might take you home and fuck you all day! You my bitch now! Me and my boys gonna run a train on yo ass! Gonna fill you up like a good slut! We'll gang bang you all night! You want that, don't you, slut?"
"Mm hmm," she breathed.
"You want to be my fuck toy, don't you?"
"Yeah..."
"Say it!"
"I want a gang bang!"
Finally, Charles reached under to grab her tits and lifted her onto her knees, then fucked her with deep, long thrusts to stimulate her g-spot. She was moaning loudly now, almost whining, overcome with pleasure. Suddenly, the door swung open. The tall one was standing before her, a look somewhere between shock and rage on his face.
"Dude, what the fuck?!" he yelled, "This ain't how it's supposed to go down!"
"It ain't like that," Charles replied with a grin, "she's into it!"
"Man, fuck that!" he refused.
Just then Aileen reached out to grab his belt and unbuckled it.
- -
Ryan knew Aileen as he saw her around in high school. He always thought she was hot, that he wouldn't mind a shot at her. He knew she'd dated black guys, so that wasn't an issue, but she always had a boyfriend. He'd also seen her behind the counter when he and Charles were planning the robbery. She recognized him, they exchanged pleasantries, even caught up a little.
In the two weeks, they'd been coming here, she always worked nights. The opener was Sam, the scrawny white guy who'd be easy to intimidate. She wasn't supposed to be here. Yet here she was, kneeling naked in front of him, with his cock in her hands.
"Oh fuck," he muttered as she wrapped her lips around his cock.
She leaned back and smiled, "Wait your turn."
Convinced, he stepped back to undress. As he did so, Charles shifted to lay on his back, and Aileen climbed on top to ride him reverse cowgirl. Ryan watched as she slowly rocked forward and back, working the full length of his friend's cock. When he finally approached them, she snatched his cock and pulled him into her mouth.
She swallowed him all the way down to the base then dragged her tongue against it as she withdrew. As her lips reached the tip she wrapped her hands around his shaft now wet with her saliva, then began slowly jacking him off as she blew him.
"Can't believe I finally get to fuck you," he said, watching her bounce on Charles' lap.
"Mmmmmm," she exhaled, trying her best to smile with her mouth full.
Watching it bounce and grind on his cock, Charles was once again drawn to Aileen's ass. He spread her cheeks to get a better look as she rocked forward, and saw her anus shone slick with her juices and sweat. He put his right thumb in his mouth to coat it with saliva, then pressed it firmly against her clenched asshole and began rubbing. He ran it down to her pussy, rubbing her labia, inserting it slightly, then back up to circle her asshole before pressing against it.
He repeated this many times, pressing slightly harder against her anus each time. Each time she gave in just a little more until, finally, his thumb was buried up to the first knuckle. She clenched down hard and squealed, leaning forward instinctively and deep throating Ryan in the process.
Ryan pulled together what was left of her ponytail and, with his hand at the back of her head, held her down on his cock. She sucked hard and ran her tongue around it, squealing more as Charles finger-fucked her ass with his thumb. The increased tightness of her pussy finally overwhelmed him.
"Oh fuck... I'm gonna cum," Charles grunted.
Abruptly, she rose fully onto her knees, freeing her holes. She turned to meet his surprised look and declared, "Not in my pussy."
At that, he smirked and grabbed her hip with his left hand - his cock with the right, and slowly pulled her down to bury his tip in her asshole.
- -
Aileen yelped as her anus closed tightly around Charles and lifted herself off of him, resting her clenched asshole on the end of his cock. She'd never had anal sex before, not even been fingered in her butt. Apprehensive as she was, she was also curious. She knew how badly he wanted to be inside her ass, and she still wanted his cum. Slowly, she lowered herself down again over his tip, testing herself. She squeezed tightly and lifted off again, pausing to gather her nerves.
"Mmmmm," he moaned at her, "that ass is tight as fuck."
She looked back with a smile and watched his face as she lowered herself again. His eyes were her locked on her butt as she began rising and lowering herself around his tip. Finally, she leaned forward and beamed at him.
"Fuck me," she commanded.
With that, Charles squeezed her hips and guided her up and down, teasing her asshole with the tip of his cock. She felt it sliding in and out, easier and easier each time. As she let out a soft moan, Ryan pulled her forward and stuffed his cock in her mouth. With his free hand, he began jacking himself off as he face-fucked her. Charles sat up and wrapped his left arm around her waist and reached between her legs. She leaned back against his chest and moaned loudly as he rubbed her clit, rocking her hips to tease his cock with her ass.
"Mmmm, gimme that ass, girl," he whispered in her ear.
She lowered herself slowly, allowing him deeper inside her, and clenched down hard as she rose up again.
"Oh fuck!" he groaned.
"Mmmm," she moaned back. His dick belonged to her now.
Abruptly, she reached up and snatched Ryan's cock and squeezed hard to stop his thrusting. She lowered her ass again, deeper still this time. As she did so, she pulled back, sucking hard and rolling her tongue around the throbbing cock in her mouth. Her whole body tingled as she heard them both moaning in unison. She was in control.
With that, she began to slowly ride Charles' cock, allowing him deeper and deeper each time. He had both arms around her now, fingering her pussy while rubbing her clit. The waves of new sensations were driving her to suck harder, go deeper until finally, she felt her butt resting in Charles' lap. He had taken the last of her virginity. She wanted more.
She continued riding him, slowly at first, then gradually increasing her rhythm. As she rose she clenched her anus all the way up to the tip, and leaned forward to swallow up Ryan as she squeezed the shaft from tip to base. Then back down again, sucking and tonguing the cock in her mouth and planting her butt down hard. Her body felt completely alive. She felt the thick, wet cock sliding against her lips and tongue. The fingers lightly massaging her clit and caressing her g-spot. She felt every inch of Charles filling up her ass over and over again. Then suddenly, her mouth was empty.
Aileen looked up to see Ryan standing over her. He bent down to kiss her and placed his hands on her chest. She cracked her lips slightly and felt his tongue on hers as he squeezed her breasts. Then confusion as he grabbed her ankles in each hand and pulled her legs open in front of her. She felt Charles' arms wrapping around her body, his hand stopping to hold her breasts tightly and pull her back against his chest. She watched Ryan kneel down between her legs as Charles laid on his back, pulling her down with him. And then she felt it.
With Charles still buried inside her ass, she felt the tip of Ryan's cock enter her pussy. As she began to protest she felt Charles pulling out as Ryan pushed in.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuhng!" she nearly screamed.
His cock was notably thicker than Charles' if not quite as long. She gasped as it bottomed out inside her, his crotch pressing against hers. Meanwhile, the cock in her ass had paused, the tip still inside. As it began to fill her back up, Ryan pulled back out, stopping just short as Charles' crotch slapped against her butt.
"Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhh!" she yelled as they pushed and pulled, alternating inside her holes.
Each thrust pressed harder and deeper at the end, as each withdrawal was slower and shorter. She could feel the pressure building inside her. Hands squeezing her breasts, fingers pinching her nipples and circling her clit. Another finger inside her mouth, dragging against her tongue, in and out as she sucked it, wishing it was another cock. Then, as if on cue, the rhythms aligned. Their bodies were in sync. She gasped, inadvertently sucking in Ryan's finger as hard as she could as two cocks plunged inside her simultaneously. They paused and grunted loudly, pushing in as deep as they could, then began fucking her in unison.
Aileen was moaning wildly in ecstasy, her body being used, ravaged by her captors. Her legs spread wide, dangled with the force of their thrusting. Her insides were on fire and she was getting light-headed. She was so close. Ryan's finger left her mouth and he grasped her waist, pulling her into him.
"Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhh! Aaaaahhh!" she screamed again and again.
She could barely hear them grunting and mumbling at her. Suddenly, Charles groaned loudly, squeezing her tight to his chest, holding his cock deep inside her. She felt it pulsing, heard him whimper as she felt the cum filling up her ass. With that, she exploded in a long orgasmic wave, belting out high pitched squeals as Ryan continued to fuck her. Her body was convulsing. She was still cumming when he announced he too was going to cum.
"Cum in me!" she pleaded.
"Aaaaaaah!" he grunted, filling her pussy with his seed.
She let out a soft whine as her body spasmed a final time. Exhausted, Ryan collapsed onto her. Crushed beneath their combined weight, Charles breathed a muffled laugh.
"Sorry, bro," Ryan said with a laugh as he rolled off of Aileen to the floor.
She felt his cum leaking out of her pussy and giggled to herself in disbelief. How did this happen, she thought. She wasn't sure, but she knew it was her choice. And she knew she did not regret it. As she stood up and off of Charles she felt his cum dribbling out of her asshole. She sat down between them, grabbed one of their shirts and wiped herself.
She looked to each of them and smiled, "Are you going to untie me now?"
"I don't know," Charles answered, "What are you gonna do?"
"Get dressed," she replied with a smirk.
Charles found his pants and dug the knife out of a pocket, then carefully cut the zip tie around her wrists. She thanked him and they all dressed in relative silence. Aileen noticed the pair exchanging concerned looks with each other and finally spoke.
"Don't worry," she reassured them, "I won't tell anyone if you don't."
"You serious?" Ryan was stunned.
"Mm-hm," she confirmed. "My boyfriend can't find out what we did. If you tell anyone, I tell the police who you are."
As the two made their way out the front door with their take, Aileen unlocked a cabinet along the back wall of the office. She pressed the eject buttons and removed the tapes from both video recorders. After a brief 911 call to report the robbery, she walked outside and hid the tapes in her car. One of them, a four-quadrant recording of the storeroom, she would later destroy. The other she would keep, to be watched in private countless times over the years. A record of the most intense forty-seven minutes of her life as it happened in that tiny office. Perhaps one day, she could share it with her current boyfriend and future husband. Maybe one day, they might even top it.
Jerri
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