TearsOf A Vamp Chapters Five and Six
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Well, it turned out exactly as expected. First Michelle, and then Missy, seized the chance to ride me good and hard before letting me fall asleep, only to wake me again for an encore some three hours later. When we all returned to slumber and had been out some twenty-four minutes, the damn alarm went off and we got ready for the day ... and then slipped Lisa back into the bedroom, Michelle and Missy out, so that the four kids wouldn't suspect a thing.
Lisa made everyone a quick, but tasty breakfast, the little quartet jumped on the school bus, and then I headed to my antiques and rare book shop to mind the store for a bit. Little did I know that my private and professional lives were going to intersect neatly when none other than James came into my shop, not stealing, but making a real scene and knocking over merchandise. He was rather drunk already when he took a swing at me, but then he passed out cold on the floor of my shop. For what I had in mind, I needed some privacy, so I was stunned when my staff volunteered to help me restrain James and drag his ass downstairs to the basement/cellar area beneath the store. I wasn't quite sure what motivated Holly and Shelly to help me tie James to the fucking chair, but they did so with considerable aplomb and even a hint of excitement.
We soon had James out of his pants and his underwear, which enabled the ladies to take many photographs of him in a compromising position that he would regret when he awoke. It took him a few hours to come to, and in the meantime, we had plenty of material to blackmail the blackmailer, including when Holly shaved his cock and balls, though she was forced to wash him a bit first, as his attention to hygiene was lacking, to put it mildly. That was going to change, I already determined. I could also sense that Holly agreed with me there. This wasn't constant attention, more like taking turns, as we had a shop to run, after all.
"What the fuck?" James shouted as he came to, trying to break through his bonds, "Where am I?"
"Never you mind that. Now, listen up, sport. This isn't a permanent or lifestyle thing, buster. You're so not my type. However, until we release you, you're our prisoner. Consider it a citizen's arrest. After all, you broke into my shop and disrupted my business. In the meantime, we're going to decide your punishment and carry it out. After that, you'll be as good as a missionary or Buddhist monk or whatever. You get the idea. You won't step out of line, mess with Lisa or me, or our family, or take any kind of revenge on Holly and Shelly for helping me exact some retribution of my own. You don't want to abuse my trust here, either. Like Queen sang, in Seven Seas of Rhye, 'I'll destroy any man who dares abuse my trust.' Get the picture?" I demanded as I showed him pictures of him being shaved, washed, and fondled by Holly and Shelly.
"But ... they're niggers! I don't want anything to do with nigger women. White chicks only, don't you see?" James pointed to a tattoo on his arm which read "White Girls Only."
"Ah, a racist prick, are you? My, oh my! Holly and Shelly are gonna have such fun with you!" I chuckled, and then called down Holly first.
"You have a smoke break, right? Take it down here and feel free to expel your secondhand smoke in his direction," I invited her, "He called you a rather foul and nasty racial slur."
"Is that so? Are you a fucking bigot, honkie? Listen, you filthy cracker, I'm going to smoke, but worse than that, I'm going to use you as an ashtray. If you don't complain too much, I might take pity later and deign to let you eat me out for your lunch. How's that for a box lunch, huh? A bit of brown sugar? Oh, dear, looks like your cock isn't racist at least. It loves the idea of eating some sweet black pussy, doesn't it? Your cock never lies, you know. It tells exactly what you men really like," Holly taunted James as she rolled her own cigarette and lit it, "You could learn something from that little prick of yours. Not to be such a racist cunt."
With that, Holly proceeded to smoke three cigarettes in quick succession, and then put them each out on James's flesh. She also made sure that the smoke headed straight for his lungs, too. He shrieked in agony, so Holly gagged him with a rag, but then thought better of it and slipped off her panties, stuffing them into his mouth.
"There, that will pacify you, won't it, sweetie? It's okay if you want a taste of my chocolate silk pie. Most guys do, whatever their race. Pretty sweet, isn't it? Nice and juicy. Here, let me take a picture or two before I return to work," Holly took some photos of James, bound and half-naked, with her own panties stuffed in his mouth.
I wasn't entirely cruel, so about lunch time, I checked on James again, finding Shelly in the act of riding him on her ten-minute break. James was still gagged and bound, but no one had told Shelly that he was a racist, so she probably figured that it was a nice mercy fuck for him, not rape. His dick certainly didn't let that slip, given how hard it stayed while she straddled him in that chair. When he came, she did, while I took pictures of the action. James's racist buddies wouldn't like this, not at all.
"Nice hip work, Shelly. Never knew what you were capable of doing, but very good," I commended my clerk, who promptly knelt to suck my dick.
"You don't mind if I extend my break a little longer for some protein, do you? Cum is my favorite source," Shelly asked as she took my silence for consent.
"Shelly, I'm your boss. This isn't right ... oh, what the hell ... if Jonathan can fuck his secretary, my wife, I can fuck one of my clerks," I chuckled, "Or at least get some head from one."
"Or two," Holly laughed as she joined Shelly on her knees in front of me.
"Well, this is a nightmare for any good HR department, but luckily, I'm my own boss," I laughed and then groaned as the two women pleasured me.
"You're kind of an exception. Normally, I'm a Top ... with men and with women. Shelly's more of a switch. We're lovers. Didn't know if you knew that, and yes, we're bi. You're an exception because you've always been a very good boss. I trust you in ways that I wouldn't trust my own family. Let's just keep this a friends with benefits thing, though. I'm not into dating Tops, just servicing a particular one like you. Anyway, mind if I keep my word and give him a 'box lunch?' I think that he'd love it," Holly asked me, "Of course, first I need you to fuck me, so we can give him a creamy meringue for the pie."
"Great idea. Shelly, upstairs for now, but when your lunch break hits, I'll make it up to you somehow. We need someone to mind the store at all times, remember? Holly, bend over and hike up that skirt. I'm gonna fuck you good, but quick. If you don't cum from that, you might still from him eating that creampie out of you. Thanks for the blowjob, Shelly ... seriously. You were fantastic. Just wash your slit before your reward ... I don't want any more of his sloppy seconds than I got in the past from Lisa," I kissed Shelly on the mouth as she headed back up and swatted her ass through her pantsuit for good measure.
I really slammed into Holly for what seemed forever, flaunting our interracial fling in James's face as an act of deliberate offense. As a white supremacist, he would presumably hate to see even me, if only because I was a white man, get it on with this lovely ebony nymph. Her skin really was quite silky in fact, including inside her folds, warm, wet ... soft and inviting. She came in spite of the rush, or perhaps because of it, not to mention the act of making James watch us fuck, knowing that he would have to eat my cum straight from her twat.
When I came inside Holly, she giggled and then rushed over to James, yanking the panties out of his mouth to press her pussy against it. Pushing down on his head, she fed him a creampie straight from her cunt and he wasn't able to fight it off. I could soon tell that he had stopped fighting, however, and slurped away like nobody's business, which oddly didn't affect me one way or the other. I wasn't excited or disgusted, just bored. I reckoned that the flavors of Holly's snatch must have become more evident as there was left of my spunk left inside it now. James, however, was rather turned-on, as shown by his stiffening cock.
Everything seemed superficially normal, of course, as we went to pick up the kids, including not only Danielle and Stacey, but also Carl and Caitlyn, Amber's twins by David. We were all dressed up in our Sunday best again, acting as if the adults hadn't just engaged in an orgy and planned for another one when we had the next opportunity. The four little ones were quite eager for some junk food, but then so were us adults, albeit for somewhat different reasons. They were also excited about...
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Putting the children to bed for the night wasn't as easy as just that, however. It took warm milk and cookies, and a bedtime story, but I didn't mind any more than Lisa ... nor David nor Amber. Most importantly, neither did the grandparents and Aunt Molly, the latter of whom actually read the story to the kids. Even so, once they were out, those babies were totally out for the night and we could count on them staying so for the night, especially given that they had already stayed up too...
I woke up to hands roaming my body some time around nine. My cock was very much awake already and also quite stiff from the attention paid to it as well as the rest of me. I soon realized that there were many sets of hands, all of them caressing my flesh, and once I looked at their owners, they knew that I was quite awake from their efforts. The sunlight was very bright coming through the window blinds that morning, and so I couldn't focus on their faces for the glare. Plus, I only had about...
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David and Amber really got my blood pumping as they sucked my cock together. To have a long-time friend and his wife, who happened to be my in-laws, join together to pleasure me orally ... it was a real treat. I found my next wind pretty easily, though it was also helped when Amber, a pharmacy technician, gave me a free sample of a new potency drug, making her intentions clear. "There's more where that came from, honey. David and I are eager to get fucked by you ... David is a top with me,...
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I got a shock of my own when I came home from the shop, as it happened. Amy, of all people, had simply shown up at my place and waited for me in the master bedroom, with Lisa, Michelle, and Missy. David and Amber had taken both their kids and ours out to Simon Says Pizza Emporium, a local pizza parlor/game arcade geared toward families. You know the type ... nice, but basic pizza and lots of game tokens ... for a price. I was naturally quite curious as to what Amy might want from me, and why...
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Normally, Patrick couldn't remember his dreams. There were vague after-images of things, people, places, but nothing really coherent. Instead, he recalled emotions. Fear, anxiety, happiness. Sometimes, rare times, he realized he was dreaming while the dream was unfolding, allowing him to take control of things. Those dreams were the shortest, as if his mind didn't want him directly connected to his subconscious. So as he woke that morning, he wondered exactly what it was that was...
"Cecil, can you come over to the plaza and meet Tony Bishop and me? I want to get things squared away between us." This was right after I had been swimming for the exercise on Tuesday. "Yes, I will if you promise not to dump your Plaza on me." "No, not the Plaza, but I have something that might work in conjunction with your becoming a real estate agent." "Okay I will be over shortly." Pat was pouring coffee for me when I arrived. Tony was already there. "Hey, Cecil." "Hi...
Mary was just hoping that the jar of seeing his family would be sufficient enough to bring him back. Finally she saw that the Rear Admiral had left Abrir Oculta heading toward the imperial planet. Opening a channel Mary needed a progress report, "Rear Admiral," she started slightly startling the bridge crew, “Did you have any problems?" "Uh no, by the way what do I call you?" Hartwell asked Mary. "At present my current title is imperial advisor and head law holder. Also I am at...
I had been with my boyfriend for 6 months when it happened, and to be honest with you I had never been happier. I felt settled and knew for sure that I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life, and that nothing would ever change that. But this is not a story of happy endings or channelled desire, this is about how sometimes you can't plan what will happen and the feelings we try so hard to repress can surface and control your life. It was a Sunday. I'd been working behind the bar all day...
EroticAlbertIt is the first day of classes at the university and I am early by twenty minutes. Being a freshman, I want to give myself plenty of time, walking across campus from my dorm. Entering the classroom, I take a seat near the back. Moments later, my professor walks in and my eyes almost bug out of my head! The most beautiful woman these eyes have ever seen enters the room.Her name is Ms. Winkler and she is wearing a pleated blue and white plaid skirt, with a white polo shirt. The shirt has...
College SexAt the end of her summer-long stint as a driver, a job the dean had helped her find, Vixen received not only the ten thousand dollars she had agreed to but a thousand more as a bonus for her incredible sexual services to the family. By summer's end, the lusty girl was forgetting the violence of the past winter. Her voluptuous body already had. In her six weeks she had fucked or sucked the cockolded master of the house half-a-dozen times and both of his sons twice that often. She had helped...
My wife did not fantasize before she read Secret Garden. Now she asks me to tell her wild stories while I masturbate her.First let me tell you a little about us. I am twenty-six years old, and my wife Brenda is twenty-five. We have been mar-ried for six years and have one c***d age three. I have a high school education with a little college (two months).Brenda’s body is perfect except for a couple of small stretch marks on her stomach from the baby. Her breasts are beautiful with large brown...