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Blackmailing The QueenChapter 4: Afternoon Delight free porn video
I arrived at the garage apartment at 4:00, expecting to find her there. I checked to make sure I was not seen, then entered through the side door and up the plain wood staircase to the rooms above. The same key that had opened the side door opened the door to the main room, and the musty smell of the place told me how long it had been unused. But it was basically clean.
Ann was not there. At lunch I had told her to be there by 3:45 and to wait for me. She had seemed totally cowed and I was disturbed to find that she had disobeyed. Had she decided not to show? I could make good on the threats, of course, but the truth was that though she may have believed me, I looked forward to having her as my playmate far more than the prospect of ruining her by distributing the photos. I was not even sure I would actually do it. She was so pretty, so doll-like and cute, I'm not sure I could bring myself to shit on her like that, bitch though she certainly was.
But the point was rendered moot when she appeared in the doorway.
"You're late," I said.
"Sorry, I'm really sorry. My mom saw me coming up the walk and wanted to talk to me about some stuff. Then I had to wait until I could sneak away... "
"Fine, fine," I interrupted her. She was really apologizing to me! This was delightful -- she was actually accepting the idea that I was in charge here, and she had a responsibility to obey me. She must really be afraid of those pictures, I thought.
"Now, to the matter at hand," I said, closing and locking the door behind us. "Stand there in the middle of the room and take off all your clothes."
She bit her lip and winced a little, but moved to the center of the living room and began to strip. First came the shoes and stockings -- I was surprised to see she did not wear pantyhose, but old fashioned stockings and lacy garters. Rich girls, I guessed. Next she took off her sweater and blouse, then stepped out of her skirt. She did this all very slowly, obviously trying to keep the ultimate moment away, but I did not mind. It made her look so graceful and lithe, and I wanted to bask in the moment anyway. Finally, she stood there in her lacy white bra and plain cotton panties, the latter with little pink bows at the sides that matched the pink ribbon in her hair. She stood for a moment, her hands trying to cover herself without appearing to do so, and seemed to be unable to continue.
"Everything Annie. Take it all off now." My voice was even and calm, but definite.
"One favor, please?" She was actually begging, something I imagine she'd never done before.
"Maybe."
"Don't call me Annie. That's what that slime Bill Arnold called me. Call me Ann."
"We'll see. If you do a good job and you earn it -- but for now you're Annie. Now get naked."
She held her breath for a second, then let it out and undid the front clasp on her bra, sweeping it away with one hand and laying it on the little sofa with the rest of her clothes. I cannot tell you how I felt, seeing those breasts that I had fantasized about for so long. They were so perfect, so round and high, and with large nipples that looked so completely suckable. I nearly came just looking at them. When she bent over to remove her panties, they hung taut below her, then did not sag one iota when she stood again, panties in hand.
And then she was naked before me. Her pussy hair was a neat, perfectly trimmed little triangle of light brown -- even more lovely and delicate than I had expected. She had an ideal figure, her smooth tummy and slim waist, her flawless creamy skin, her dancer's legs. Nude, she was still a perfect doll, an ideal girl.
She was shaking a bit, but I could tell that she was resigned to this. "All right," I said, "Now undress me."
She stepped immediately forward and began to unbutton my shirt. "No," I said, "on your knees, Annie." She dropped to her knees, and had to reach up straining to take off my shirt. Then off came my shoes and socks, again piled neatly next to hers on the sofa, then she undid my pants and struggled to get them off (Levis are hand to remove from a standing person), but finally succeeded. All through this her face was calm and businesslike, but her breathing was becoming rapid, and there was a flush creeping over her chest and upper arms.
Finally she took off my briefs. My dick, hard and straight as a post, sprang out and hit her on the cheek, and she stared at it as she lowered the underwear to my feet and I stepped out of them. My dick is a bit on the large side, especially compared to Bill Arnold's, being very close to nine inches long (and I was so hot that day I would not be surprised if it were ten) and very thick. I am uncircumcised, though that was hard to see with the foreskin retracted so completely. I could not remember ever feeling so hard in my life. My dick stuck straight out in front of me, like a baseball bat at the ready.
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