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"Mrs Potter, You asked me to look for anything with your name on it, I've found a couple of files, I wonder if we could meet and see if you can identify them." We agreed to meet at the coffee shop in the nearby Holiday Inn. The cunt had the balls to tell me not to worry as she would bring the reward money. We had a back booth and it was two in the afternoon, so we basically had the place to ourselves. The pompous old bitch had the guts to put an envelope on the table top as if it were the crown jewels. She really thought $20.00 would buy something. After we got our Ice Teas I opened my laptop, "Take a look, is this you? I just don't recognize some..." She slammed the lid on my laptop as she saw herself sucking some black cock. From the look in her eyes I was glad we were meeting in a public place otherwise she might have tried to kill me.

The two waitresses talking up front looked our way at the noise, I smiled and waved them off. By now I had gone through this with several irate matrons. Most of them I just wanted a piece of something new, I had seen tears, heard yelling, ducked slaps and dodged kicks. Poor Mrs Potter, she was dealing with an experienced negotiator.

"Give me that...

"Here's your money...

"I'll have you arrested...

"Do you know who you're dealing...

The only real difference was that this time they were whispered threats. "OK stop threatening and listen. Of course I have several dups of that disk, by the way did you know there are three others that your skills are prominently featured? What are you going to arrest me for, so far I haven't asked for anything? I don't give a shit about who or what you think you are, those disks show a lady that loves sex, and really likes it with black guys." I pushed a piece of paper towards her. "Look have I got those addresses right? The list contained the members of the board of some of her husband's companies, The chairs of several of the charities she was prominent in, along with the head of the local children's hospital that she was a big fund raiser for. For the hell of it, I had added the pastors of the two larger churches in town. I continued, "You know this computer technology is wonderful, I've made several 8X10 glossies off just that first disk, Now look I thought about blackmailing you for sex and money, but I think I've got a better idea. I can fix you up with several teenage boys that can fuck your brains out. These are not rich kids, I was thinking that if you set up a scholarship program for their college, they'd have to keep their mouths shut and you could do just about anything with them. See when I look at these discs I see somebody who gets off on being debased, I think that's why the black guys are there. Now, think about a bunch of teenagers putting you through your paces, That could be fun for everybody. You get fucked, you teach them all about sex, they get to go to college, and you get a tax deduction."

Since I found my father's stash of tapes and discs, some of the most enjoyable parts of these confrontations has been watching the woman buckle. Mrs Potter seemed made of sterner stuff. She was angry, no she was beyond anger, her look actually scared me, this woman could kill. "Look Mrs P let me make your situation clear. I dropped off several letters at an office I know, their mail gets picked up for delivery in about 4 hours. I don't go back and get those envelopes, you are in for a few exciting weeks. Now get that look off your face and listen to me! I'm offering you unlimited sex of any kind you want, only with white guys, you get a real tax deduction and you have a good time! Here is how the rest of your day is going to go. I'm going to the bathroom, you're going to pay the check and wait for me by the lobby door, I've already rented a room; we are going to that room and I'm going to do what ever I want and you are going to say thank you. Remember we have to be done in three hours so I can beat the mailman."

It was hard, but I didn't look back as I walked to the washroom. I will admit that once in the men's room, I did have to wash some sweaty palms! How nice, as I entered the snack shop there was Mrs. P standing by the lobby door clutching her designer handbag. As we stepped into the elevator, I looked at the key card, "Six please" That got me another dirty look. "Pamela. It is Pamela right, you keep up with this look shit, I may just walk out of here and let the post office make it's appointed rounds. Start being nice, or else!" Silence, but at least the look was gone. When we got to the room, I handed her the card, I could see the question in her eyes, "Look Pammy we are doing this together, be nice and open the door for us." Once inside, I handed her the ice bucket, "Go get us some, sex is thirsty work." While she was gone, I stuck a different DVD in the laptop and put some soft music on. A soft knock and Mrs P was back, "OK get us both a glass and come sit next to me." It wasn't hard to tell that Mrs. P didn't like being bossed and even more so by a teenager! But the big scowl was gone. We sat, side by side, not touching, on the other bed was my laptop, I knew this tape well, ah here it is. Mrs P. tied up being whipped by a black kid, from what I could see he was putting his back in to it.

I had made up my mind that Mrs Potter wasn't getting her money back. "Look anyone sees those discs and tapes will know you are a dick and pussy ridden woman. I want you to be a cunt for me, SHUT UP you are not in charge here. I want you to suck and fuck on command, Now take off your clothes or get out."

Watching a society cunt, crumple right before your eyes is a hell of a kick for a kid. Well, sure for a kid like me anyway. I looked Mrs Potter in the eye as I watched her go from violently angry to questioning, as she thought over her options, to a slow realization that she was no longer in charge. Right before my eyes I saw her go from haughty matron to a prick whipped cunt. I really liked that. The march of emotions across her face turned my dick into a diamond cutting tool. Mrs Potter was almost a stereotype of a fifty year old; salt and pepper black hair cut short and just brushed, no hairspray for that lady. At most 10 pounds overweight. The dress she had on showed a little cleavage, not enough to be sexy but enough to remind people they were dealing with a woman. There were a few wrinkles at the top of her cleavage but as I was to find out, without implants she still had a firm set on her. As she proudly told me later 100 crunches a day on the boobs with the thighmaster and a 100 on the legs.

As tears slowly ran down her cheeks she put down her purse and started to reach behind her to unbutton the fitted wool dress she had on.

I walked over and sat in an easy chair as she struggled to control herself. Her chin was actually quivering as she finally got hr buttons undone and started to pull the dress over her head.

"Whoa, stop, I want to see what you look like with the dress at your waist" Poor bitch, she just stood there with the dress bunched at her belly. "OK, take off the rest of the wrapping!" With a deep breath, she pulled her dress over her head. She stood there with a dress in her hand and absolutely no idea of what to do next. It was sort of a senior porn moment, matching conservative bra and panty girdle, that along with the panty hose didn't make for a playboy moment but I was overjoyed and turned on beyond belief. She was around fifty and stood in front of my 15 year old hard on, totally defenseless. I was dripping with desire, but I was going to prolong and enjoy this. "Mrs Potter, I have a few new rules for you, when you are coming to me, never ever panty hose! I prefer skirts and blouses, I like cleavage, I like sexy underwear. Now step closer!"

Still holding her dress she walked to me, "closer!" now she was a foot away. "Did those black guys call you a lot of names when they did that stuff?" Pamela started to cry, my day was getting better and better. I put an arm around her and pulled her close. Now look Pamela, here's my only offer, you fuck and suck on command, I may spank and whip you but it will be consensual; unless you fuck up, then there would be punishments." On screen two black kids were pissing on Mrs P. "I got to tell you, I'm not into pissing and that water sports shit, but you need that, I can do it as a favor to you Now I've seen you eating pussy, in fact there's one where you eat my mom out. You want to do that I've got gals for you. As the bra came off I was surprised at how little her tits sagged. She shuddered and I just sat waiting. Her thumbs went in the waistband of her pantyhose and she did that little left, right shimmy women do as they work stuff off their hips. Half way down her thighs she stopped, I finally helped and held out a hand. Using one hand to balance she got first one and then the other leg unsheathed.

I'll say this much for her she was tough, "Satisfied?" and she stood in front of me rather defiantly.

"Not yet, step closer!" Now I had tits less than six inches from my eyes. I reached out and stroked her pussy. She jumped. "Take it easy, I'm going to touch you a lot," I pulled her wrist and had her sitting on my lap. "That's right, arm around my neck, now open your legs." She did as she was told. I reached out and cupped a boob. A little flabby for my taste but still worth playing with. "Now Pamela, I'm going to play with your tits and finger fuck you until you whisper in my ear what your favorite sex positions are, and how you feel about anal. Some of your co stars on those discs tell me they like me in their ass."

Perversion, I guess, is in the eye of the beholder; here I was fucking my own mother, I had a couple of others besides her that fucked and sucked just about on command, I'd had women eat pussy and suck my dick fresh out of their ass. But right now, I had an old naked society rich bitch sitting on my lap, with her jewelery on, full daytime makeup, (well the mascara was running) I was playing with her tits and she was crying, this was fucking hot! When my hand went to her crotch she had a reflexive attempt at closing her knees but remembered and opened her legs wider. A first for me, a bone dry pussy! I was amazed she wasn't chaffed! I got three fingers wet in my mouth and managed to get inside Pammy. "Pamela, Pammy, a couple of things, you know about the no panty hose, but when you're going to be with me and your pussy is this dry, always pre lube. You understand? In fact, start carrying a small tube of lube with you, in case we run into each other" No answer, just looking straight ahead,. Well I know how to handle that shit. Fingers almost out of her cunt, put my thumb along the outside of one pussy lip and I gave her a good shaking. She yelled, more out of fear than pain, because I knew I wasn't trying to hurt her.

"Cunt, when I ask you a question, you answer, or fucking else."

Now she was looking at me, "I'm sorry, yes sir no more panty hose"

Never let up. I held my fingers up to her mouth, "Wet em up or you're going to have one sore cunt." She wasn't happy but she did lick my fingers and pursed her lips to get them wet. The second time in her puss was much better, besides her own saliva I think my cunt shake got her to start lubing. In a few minutes her body started to betray her, there was some natural lube and she tucked her head into my neck. "See what happens when you're a good little cunt. I'm here to make us both feel good. When you start getting hotter, you can whisper what kinds of sex you like." I had developed a taste for breaking these cunts. Bitches would like to pretend that was somebody else on those tapes or discs, but I had to give my dad full credit, all of his cunt were horny, Pamela was no different, I hadn't had a finger in her for five minutes when I felt her first response. "That's it Pammy, get comfortable we're going to be here a while." No blush, but I could see the shame in her eyes.

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“This is Joy,” the old lady said, and the blonde girl curtsied to me with a wide smile on her lovely face. “Her family live near the river, up north, and her father is ill; she needs to go home.” “Sorry to hear that,” I said to her, still holding her small hand. She was dressed for riding; tight fitting breeches and high boots, a frilly shirt beneath a short jacket and not a sign of stays. Her pale hair was tied back like mine but her queue hung well down her back like a waterfall. Five-three...

Joy Of Anal Sex

Joy Of Anal SexBy: Londebaaz chohan I consider myself very lucky that in the very early days of my freshman year, I found Jessica as my girl for keeping and now sometimes when I think back; I do find myself as guilty as her for ending the relationship after 3 years although; she decided to end it all and go with someone else. At 5’ 7”, she was a bit tall girl than most other girls, with a very fair colored skin. Of course she was beautiful with very sharp and attractive features; particularly...

JOY Chapter 3

I slept in as long as I could, but a loud kno-cking noise from my door ended my beautysleep abruptly. I threw my dressing gown around my shoulders and opened the door. It was my ex-boyfriend with a big grin on his Sunday-face who pushed in and settled himself without hesitation on my denim sofa. I didn't know why he had come at all, and I didn't real-ly want to have him here now! He squabbled, that he had heard that I was going on holidays, and that it was a must for him to see me before I...

JOY Chapter 2

When I opened my eyes carefully on the first morning of my holidays the sun was already up and on his way. Thick beams of golden light entered my bedroom through the gaps between the heavy curtains, dust was dancing in the air. Full of anticipation of a week without work I jumped naked out of my cuddly bed. I stood in front of the wardrobe mirror, loo-king at myself: I was a pretty girl, that was sure! My jet-black hair, the hazel eyes and the stubby nose I got from my father, a Thai diplomat,...

Joye and Payne

Joye and Payne So I pull up to the desolate trailer park in south Lakeland in front of a run down old mobile home wondering to myself what am I doing here again? This is my third time meeting with an older DOM man who I mean online through Flickr of all places. His name is Jamison Payne and likes to be called Mr. Payne. He is a 53 year old man who is recently out of prison and living in this crappy old mobile home with his wife Joye. I get out of the car and grab my bag of...

Joy and some friends

I had Joy dress in some short shorts and a little halter top with heels and told her I was going to call some friends over so they could fuck her. I often do this. I love seeing her getting fucked and guys using her body to dump their cum in and on. When they got there Joy led them into the bedroom. She sat down on the mattress and began to massage her own breasts, rubbing the crotches of a couple of guys and kissed one of them. He touch her gently and she let out an audible moan. Several hands...

Enjoys The Partial Sex 8211 Part 1

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Joy in the Joy

ronniefletcher When I was younger I got into a spot of bother and found myself up in court in front of a very bad tempered judge with the result that I ended up been sentenced to six months.This was the summer of 92 and I was doubled up (two of us in one cell)with a guy from Kildare. We got on really well, we shared a lot in common, when you're banged up at night time you get to know the in's and out's of the person that you are sharing the cell...

Joy Of Fucking A Gay Boy

Joy Of Fucking A Gay BoyBy: Londebaaz Chohan Woodrow been on the sales job, field sales job for well over 3 years and like most sales people, he knew that for sexual encounters and sessions, he had to work ahead and in advance. Of course, he worked the net prior to departing from the base office and arranged a beautiful college boy who enjoyed playing cocks in secret. This lad named Mitch was 21, almost 6’ 3’’, young and very healthy. For mutual satisfaction the photos were exchanged and both...

Joy in the Glitter

How many times had Sara heard it? ‘Don’t cry over spilt milk.’ She had probably said it a hundred of times over the past fifteen years of motherhood. But it was the rapidly withdrawing backside of her cherubic little angel and youngest child that had the words springing to mind this time. She knew that run. It meant only one thing: her daughter had gotten into some mischief and made a muddle of some sort. Sara had tried to teach her youngest child that it was not the messes in life that matter...

Joy Of Masturbation

Joy Of MasturbationBy: Londebaaz Chohan Humberto Castillo made sure that everything was nearby on the bed or on the side table. He re-checked the items, he had listed in his mind. The tall glass of Scotch on the rocks, an ass plug, the latest and the most fashionable bottle of lube gifted to him by the sugar daddy before he went to see his daughter, the phone and other items as well. Every needed item was there as HC took his stiff and fully erected, fat cock in his hand and also felt the heavy...

Joy And Benefits Of Versatility

Joy And Benefits Of VersatilityBy: Londebaaz ChohanGetting a go ahead signal from Hans Pal Singh; Ram Laal picked a very nice, posh restaurant, his friend owned and made the reservation for two. As promised Ram Laal picked up HPS, from his home and they reached the restaurant, to be welcomed by the owner. They were not longtime friends but only had met at little league club meeting where Hans Pal’s grandson and Ram Laal’s son were the star players. Hans Pal Singh’s age was 71 and he was a...

Joy land mai maza aa gaya

Hi readerz jesa k ap jante hain k mera naam hai Bilal aur me Lahore pakistan me rehta hoon….Age hai 16 aur Fsc kar raha hoon me ne apni pehli story likhi thi jis ko apne passand ki aur mujhe mails aur calls ki thanks a lot pakistan me koi bhi girl mujh se friendship karna chahti ho to just mail me and lahore ki koi bhi aunty ya girl have a enjoy sex with me just mail me my Email is …Ab story batata hoon kasam se real hai bilkul pls believe me… Me 16 ka hoon aur 1 slim smart larka hoon...

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Joy Ride

JoyRide By Semiater ([email protected]) When she saw the red and bluelights flashing in her rearview mirror Stacy almost wet herself. She didn'tknow what to do, she was 15 and didn't have her driver's license yet. She'dtaken her mother's car out so she could go to a party. It was supposed tobe a huge party, the biggest of the year and she couldn't miss it. She'dbeen on her way to pick up her friends when the lights shone in her mirror.Stacy's parents were out of town so all her friends...

Joy to the Girl

Mission, Christmas Tree: Mark knew when he signed up that espionage missions do not take a break for the holidays. The world was full of ‘Red’ bad guys and sometimes in the case of the retired KGB agent had flowing long blond hair and even at middle age their bottom’s were shapely and noteworthy of his attention. Mark viewed the small patch of ten almost picture perfect Frazier Christmas trees in the wooded area. It was what he had been looking for all day, but right now he had other worries....

Joy Ridin

I had just spent the week at parent’s house in Florida, helping them do some renovations and getting a much-needed break from school. It was a sunny, bright, Sunday afternoon and I was cruising down the interstate. I started rummaging through my bag, looking for a piece of gum when I stumbled upon my electric toothbrush I had accidentally left in there. I turned the toothbrush on and listened to it buzz when I found myself getting really horny. The sound reminded me of my favorite vibrator...

Joy Ride

It was Friday after work and my car would not start. Just as luck would have it Amber walk by and asked if I needed a ride home. Yes I replied so I followed her to her car. She is a real looker with a great shape. She has a great set of knockers on her, long blonde hair, blue eyes and beautiful tan skin. She was wearing a pink blouse and full black skirt. During the drive home we exchanged small talk. Talking about how she liked to go back to college and get her degree. Until she...

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