Illegals ehh Part 2
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Note : This story is completely fictional!
Prologue:
I myself am a criminal with my fingers in many pies, mainly because I am a
ruthless, sadistic prick, and that’s to people on my good side. My enemies and
clients fear me but still need what I have – money and connections. ‘Amed the
Tailor’ was no exception. He owed me money and I was going to collect one way or
another. Amed knew this and right there in front of me in my car he went and had
a heart attack – turns out fear CAN kill! This left me with no money… and of
course his body, but that would soon be disposed off. Gupta his accountant said
the only money Amed had was the little known tailor shop him and an assistant
ran – with a separate building behind where 5 illegal indian women did the
mending.
“I’ll take it! Was my response, much to Gupta’s surprise, but he also knew there
was little point in arguing with me.
Illegals ehh!:
Four of the five looked alright, one was a bit chubby. Gupta explained that they
lived upstairs and Amed went shopping for them as they owed Amed the cost of
transporting them here they got paid £10 after food and board and this was quite
profitable for Amed.
Immediately I saw another advantage for me. Once Gupta was gone and with the
women all looking at me I started to introduce the new rules.
“First off you are getting a raise to £20 a week and you can send it home” –
eyes bright with joy.
“Second, I get to have sex with any of you when I want” – eyes not so bright,
fear showing.
“Do we have a choice?” the one Gupta called Sunita piped up. Being talked back
to was new to me and so I gave a quick “No” snarl.
“But all but one of us are virgins” she continued, as my cock hardened. Looking
at them all I could see that Malli, the smallest, was the non-virgin as the
others had their heads down.
“AND!?”
“And if we are ever to be wives we should remain virgins, as it would bring
great shame and possibly death if we did not” Sunita pushed, feeling she was
making a valid point. Always one step ahead I countered with a question.
“So 4 of you need your hymen to remain intact for your wedding night?”
“Yes” was her quick and smarting answer.
“Well then you will take it up the ass!” Shock on their faces, but she knew they
were beat.
“That’s that settled, starts tomorrow!”
***
First up had to be Sunita, she was the feisty one and one that was not
willing to do vaginal intercourse, so anal it would be.
So I took that first walk out into the factory to start a ritual that would
hopefully go on for a good time to come. They all looked around knowing what was
to come, not knowing which of them I would choose and fearing what it would be
like to be taken analy.
“Sunita, can you come into the office” I said, loud enough for everyone to hear.
Sunita arose from her work desk, getting looks that seemed to say ~ good
luck; glad it wasn’t me ~ from some of the others. She proceeded into the office
and I followed her shutting the door behind, the noise making her jump. Quietly
I opened it a slight bit again.
“Pull up your dress and bend over the table” I said, getting straight to the
point, aiming to get her doing what I wanted before she started talking and
begging, though begging would have been nice. It also served a second purpose as
I will come back to later. The table I pointed at was lying up against the wall
the door was on and this would leave me able to see the door.
Slowly she lifted up her dress revealing a nice set of legs, with a mole on
her left calf as the only blemish. She stopped with her hands just at the bottom
curve of her ass.
“Up further” I immediately ordered, and she dutifully obeyed revealing black
panties which were well covering her shapely ass.
“Now bend over the desk, I’m not going to repeat everything” So she proceeded to
do what anybody else would and let go of the left side of her skirt in order to
put her hand on the desk as she lowered her torso down.
Once she was bent over I ordered her to “lift back up your dress with your left
hand”. She proceeded to do this which left her resting her breasts, in their
confines, on the desk.
Now I was right behind her and let the bulge in my pants rub over her panties. Catching the panties with a finger under the waistband on each side I moved the fingers down her ass and down to the gap between her legs and, there is was, the soft feel of her hairy snatch. She shivered involuntarily at my touch, but I was not here for her pleasure and so I ran my fingers back up to her waistband and proceeded to pull the panties down, revealing her light brown ass with a slightly darker crack and then I could see her anus even darker and tight, like a target for a good marksman. Then as it went that slight bit further I saw her most prized spot, surrounded by black shiny hairs, but pink showing all the same.
Sunita was now bent over with her legs barely apart, her hands holding up her
dress behind her, her breasts pressed against the desk and her face looking
left… wondering what was going to happen, and fearing the pain.
“Spread your legs further apart” I said knowing this would be a bit harder with
her arms in use, but that was the point for now. I watched her shuffle a bit and
left her at that while I took off my trousers and whipped out the bulge which
was well hard by now.
I lined my self up behind her to check the height of her ass was right, she
didn’t have such luck, but I proceeded to put a very small bit of lube on my
index finger and then put it down outside her nice dark hole. She flinched,
whether from the cold or the unexpected touching of her hole. I rubbed it around
the rim of the hole briefly, nearly wiping all the lube off, before proceeding
to try to gain entry. Needless to say her body’s natural reaction was to tighten
up against what was not supposed to happen naturally.
That was fine with her anus but her cheeks were a different thing, all was going
as planned
“You gotta loosen up and stop squeezing your ass cheeks together”
“Okay” was the quite reply.
“Actually let go of your dress and grab your ass cheeks” I added in a slightly
angry tone, assuring she would do it quickly. As she let the dress go I grabbed
it and put it further up her back.
“Now pull those cheeks apart so I can have access” She did so slowly, but all the while revealing a vertical line where her cheeks joined leading me straight to her hole. “Further!” and she did, this then caused her anus to be pulled out a bit. I put another small bit of lube on my finger and put it straight on the new opening that was showing and it in turn squeezed close. I continued anyway and put the tip of my finger at the center of the target and pushed in in a soft jab motion.
Suddenly her anus gave way and I was a knuckle deep in Sunita, followed by a loud exhale from her. I squirted another small bit of lube onto the closest bit of my finger to her hole and proceeded to sink my finger all the way in with an “agghh” from Sunita, it wasn’t loud but she was going to get louder before we were finished, pain was going to guarantee that.
I pulled my finger almost out and then pushed it back in, to yet more “aggh”s and kept doing this for 6 or 7 more quick strokes. I put a bit of lube on my cock and then shoved the finger back in. Now I checked again if the brown target would line up with my cock – still no luck for Sunita, she was just a bit low.
“Your going to have to pull your legs together a bit so you are a bit higher” And so she tried, she had to try and shuffle her legs together while holding her cheeks with her hands and I had a finger in her ass, which I was consciously pulling upwards, indicating that she had to go up further. Once she was at the right height I pulled out my finger, much to her relief, and she stopped. But the I placed my cock at her hole entrance and she flinched again.
“Pull apart those ass cheeks, well apart!” and so she did. I put the tip of my hard cock, with its small bit of lube on the tip, at the centre of her now slightly open hole and proceeded to push against it. With a bit of effort it started to spread Sunitas anus open, and she started moaning. Then it had it nearly fully open, just before the head gets in, and she started shrieking saying “no, my ass…. It hurts… agghhhh!” She was getting louder which was the point seen as I had left the door open a slight bit so the others would hear and would have even more fear of what was to happen to them.
With a good push I sank my tip and about an inch into her anus and stopped, but only to step forward and proceeded to shove the rest of my cock into her ass. She screamed, a lot. I proceeded to pull it nearly all the way out and then slowly back in, to more screams. I continued this for 10 or so times, until her sighs told me she had grown accustomed to my cock. With the message delivered to the others and little chance of hurting her I quickened up.
I leaned back and watched as my cock slammed into her and her ass wobbled a bit in the confines of her hands. I pulled out my cock and then pushed it back in, getting sighs of pleasure from Sunita. I shoved it all the way in and out picking up the tempo and soon felt the tightness in my balls. I knew what was coming, and grabbed for Sunitas hair, shoving my cock, which was growing that extra bit ~ to Sunitas surprise and yelp, as far in as I could. And then it came that spurt that shoots it all as far as possible, all the way into her anus. I kept pumping and spurting and Sunita kept “aggh”ing.
When I felt the last spurt shoot out I withdrew my cock from her anus, letting a small bit drip from her hole towards her hairy mound. Even though I had just spent my lot I swear my cock said it could do some more after seeing the cum reach her vaginal opening. Plenty of days yet was my thought on that.
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IncestI received a call late last night asking me if I could fill for the day teaching a class over at the high school. I immediately said, “ yes.” I could really use the money right know. I arrived at the school about 40 minutes early and the principal greeted me and then gave me a tour around the school. He brought me to a door marked private, and informed me this was for special employees and I was to stay out. This made me very curious as to what was behind that door. The...
n carefully creases the letter she has just completed, slips it into an envelope, seals it, and the in bold letters prints GIANA on it's front and sticks it inside of her back pack!!! "I hope she'll read it," Ellyn says to herself while entering the front door of her high school and making her way towards her locker!!! She exchanges hellos with several of her friends, stopping momentarily to make small talk with Janet, her locker mate, but all the time scanning the bustling crowd for a glimpse...
LesbianThese are compliments of John A Dear Airlines, Dump the male flight attendants. No one wanted them in the first place. Replace all the female flight attendants with YOUNG, good-looking strippers! What the hell!! They don’t even serve food any more, so what’s the loss? The strippers would at least triple the alcohol sales and get a “party atmosphere” going in the cabin. And, of course, every businessman in this country would start flying again, hoping to see naked women. Because of the...
Meet Kristoff and Clarissa. A stunning blonde couple relaxing and enjoying a late and light lunch, before the work planned for the evening ahead. Everything about this couple stands out. They’re both gorgeous specimens of health and beauty. Immaculately dressed, manicured, pedicured and both sporting real golden tans and brilliant white smiles. Lets look first at Clarissa, mid twenties, athletic build, dressed and shoed in a chic Gucci evening dress ensemble; coloured subtle shades of deep red....
NovelsTraining My Slut Daughter By: Malissa Madison 6/24/2013 Leaning over my stepson's bed I brushed his long ash blonde hair out his eyes, catching a whiff of the alcohol he'd consumed the night before. I was about to pour the ice water over his head when I noticed the eye shadow and mascara. Carefully I pulled the covers back, aware that he hadn't kicked off his clothes before falling into bed. He was wearing my missing satin top, the first four buttons opened down the front...
Hell in ParadiseChapter I?So, at last we have the fabled champion of Paradise Island, and her sisters,’ came a voice form one of the monitors. All around the hall the invading troops, strongly built men in dark blue uniforms, arms folded across their chests and faces obscured by black masks with eye slits with reflective lenses. All the captured women had seen the fighting prowess of these men, skill and strength to match even the greatest of the Amazons of Themyscria. Diana looked up, her...
As Jenny got out of the swimming pool she could feel the hot sun on her amazing sexy body, she was 19 and lived with her mum Taylor and her step dad Brad, Taylor met Brad at his fitness club he had and well as they say the rest is history, Jenny was on holiday from university her mum Taylor was a PR for a huge finance company.As she lay on the grass Brad shouted to see if she wanted a cold drink, Jenny got up and went in doors and sat chatting in the kitchen, she looked at brad’s very muscular...
Foreword This is a story I found in my projects folder, already mostly written, with no notes. What that usually means is that I read a story somewhere that inspired me either to rewrite it, or write my own story based on the same plot idea. Sometimes those happen late at night, and I get this idea and I write most or all of a story, until I get sleepy. I think that’s what happened here. But if that’s what happened, I didn’t keep a record of whose story gave me the idea. So if this sounds...
Our sexual relationship was forming where we’d had several men together in a threesome, plus a few where I’d just watched and she had gone solo with quite a few others – straight sex with me ready to ‘clean up’ after he left or she came home. She accepted from me several ‘hotwife’ challenges, to which we had both derived fun; mostly teasing exhibitionist things, but in general meant she went around without underwear most of the time. Since our orgy with Theo and his brothers back in June,...
John: I guess this story starts almost five years ago on the very unpleasant afternoon that my father came home early and caught our mother in bed with another man. It really did split our family and the ensuing divorce was bitter. I have two brothers, each older, and, at the time, Russell was fourteen, Dale, twelve and I, John, was just ten. It was so clear which parent was at fault that it took no effort for any of us to decide who we wanted to live with; it was our dad. Mom got visiting...
As I sat at my drum set jamming and playing to heavy metal, the fiance (now ex wife), walks in carrying a big glass of ice water. It was quite hot that day and the water was just what I needed. I stopped as soon as she walked in and watched her set the cup down beside me. "Need anything else honey?" "No I am ok for now, thank you""How's the drumming going?""It's good, still a couple songs I am not used to yet but getting there""Oh but I think you just need a breather to regain that...