Music Til Midnight
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She stumbled into the house, one shoe on and her red dress was still up over her cunt line. Her husband stood on the bottom stairs to their second floor as she dropped her purse as he caught her coming in from the act. Her reddish blond hair was disheveled with strands of dried cum in it. Her red dress, stained with whole loads. And her make up was more than smeared. Her lipstick had remained in the edge creases of her mouth. She looked at him in shame. He looked at her in disgust.
‘So, this is my wife tonight?’ he said sternly.
‘I had just one drink… where did you go?’ she began to recount the evening.
He came down the final step and kissed her on the lips. He held pressed as her tongue darted into his mouth. He could taste the stale salty cum she still had swirling in there. He reciprocated with a deep, passionate kiss as he slid his tongue into her mouth, like the cock she had had just a few minutes before. He lifted her up and carried her up the stairs to their bedroom.
He sat her on the edge of the bed. He sat in the chair adjacent. He asked her what she remembered. She sat in silence as flashes came through.
‘Last thing I remember clearly was our dinner. I had one glass of wine. You know that. Then the next thing I know, I’m talking to that man at the bar’
‘Man?’ he said quickly.
‘Well, the college boy. Then it made perfect sense to me to go with him to his house. Something about seeing their porch at night or something. There was a pool table there and king sized bed… ‘ She tailed off and came back in strong as she remembered. ‘Then I thought, I could give him a quick blow job and no one would know. So I started to suck him, right there in front of the pool table because there were people fucking on the bed already. We had to wait for them to finish.’
Her husband has pulled his pants down and was stroking his 9 inch cock. Both seemed un-phased as he did so. Stroking it top to bottom with his right, while his left hand played with his balls.
She continued, by the time the bed was open, I was sucking him hard. I could tell he gets head all the time. Maybe I should fuck him a little, you know, to get him off. But then I looked up and there were 7 or 8 other cocks stroking over me. My skirt was up by then and beautiful boy was eating my asshole and playing with my clit. I really went wild on the cock I was sucking. He really started pumping the back of my throat when he came. There was so much it even came out my nose. The load was tremendous.’
Her husband was full on stroke now, like he was pumping a cunt. He watched her open her legs and pull the skirt up. No panties and the glisten of dry cum and the smell of used pussy and sex. He took a deep breath.
‘Did you fuck anyone’
‘That’s what I was about to tell you. Sorry. Then I laid down and the girl they were using before was laying there next to me. She fondled my breasts and gave me a kiss. She thanked me for blowing her boyfriend. She said not many can make him finish like I just did… we giggled when she asked how my nose was… Then I had a cock in me… no kiss, no foreplay… just a huge cock inside me. Good thing I was wet and ready. Kissing this girl was a big help. we kissed deep and she tried to taste her boyfriend. And before I knew it, cum inside me. I didn’t mean it honest. It’s just I was dizzy for some reason and the next cock was inside me already. And I felt a cock enter my lips between hers while kissed her and more cum inside me. And as I sucked another cock, I felt cum hit my face and hair and his girlfriend licked it off my face….’
She continued to ramble through the experience. She talked about how the girl was the queen whore and I was her guest. She rambled for for over a half hour while her husband stroked his giant cock. She seemed to keep talking while her husband played with his ass and spit on his cock head.
‘Then this giant cock I was sucking, started to cum. I opened my mouth but he shot it on the dress… huge gobs of load and my girlfriend started lappiing it up… did I tell you she ate my pussy at one point, I need a girlfriend, anyways, the boyfriend I had blown decided to roll me over and…’
The husband sat up… ‘What did he do… ‘ He said firmly and let the words float. He stared at her intently, waiting for an answer.
‘He fucked me from behind.. his beautiful cock fit…’
He inturrpted her
‘Where did he fuck you?’ He said more sternly.
‘In my pussy, master’… she was atoned for her the temptation. The need for a cock in her ass.
He spit on his cock head again. ‘continue…’
‘And he really fucked me good and when he came, he pulled out and shot on my asshole where his girlfriend ate it clean’
The husband stood up. Fully, hard and erect.
She continued to talk as he stood in front of her. He reached down and ran his hands on the cum stained dress. She watched his hand while she talked. It traced the cum lines and she saw him grip the cloth. He ripped the nylon polyester mixed dress open. Exposing her cum stained body, Her 42C tits and pantiless pussy. He slapped her erect nipples and that finally got her attention. She awaited instruction.
‘Stand up whore’
She stood up and he ripped the rest of the dress off. She stood there with one heel on, tussled hair and cum stained body. ‘Did you like your arrangements tonight, whore?’
‘Yes, very much master. I’m ready to make it up to you.’
Get on the bed and assume the position, he said directly.
Her cum stained face was down into the soft bedding. She knew it was coming. All the pleasure and multiple orgasms. The 15 or more boys that just came on or in her and a whore in training that kissed her deep. Brought back the memories of how her and her husband met. When she was a high priced call girl that was paid for these unending gang bangs for days. He rescued her from this life and used her solely as his own. She was happy as a whore, a servant to her master. The head games, the use of her body. The shame and value he gave to her equally. She felt loved.
She took deep breaths as he positioned behind her. She always felt the rush initially when he entered her asshole. No matter how much or how many times they fucked anal, she was always tight. Always. His girth and length ripped her most times. Tonight would be no different as her whore like escapades are now about to be punished.
‘This tiny asshole is mine.’ He positioned at the entry. He spit on his cock head again as he shoved it into her. She braced like a good girl and knew not to shy away… that would get the whip and maybe worse with strands of anal beads through the night. He was relentless as he pushed his veiny cock into her… never stopping and always inching.
She yelped into the mattress as she felt the warmth of pain and pleasure take her body. Her arms outstretched, grabbed the blanket she screamed into. He grabbed both of her hips and started to pump her anus. Like he was stroking, he kept a feverish pace. He was pounding her ampled ass hard. She had tears in her eyes as she came many times with this love he was giving her. She recalled the cum in her mouth and on her face and the girl eating her pussy as her husband was completely mangling her asshole with his oversized cock. As he started to cum, he grunted and screamed. His weeks worth of cum shot deep into her. He collapsed on top of her, forcing his cock into the deepest of her colon. She winced in pain as the cum stung her deep. He kept pumping until he was completely empty.
He withdrew his cock and laid down on the bed. His whores work had only begun as she started to clean his shitbl**dcum stained cock. It dripped as she worked. As he slowly became flaccid, he lifted his legs where she began to work on his waiting asshole. He gently pushed as a ben wa ball came out. She kept licking and her tongue darted as the second one come out. She kept it open with her tongue as he pressed her head against him. He could feel her tongue explore her sphincter.
As She stayed on all fours and cleaned him. The boy from the bar that brought her to his frat house showed up in their door way. He loved to see work his ass. He walked in and started to suck his masters cock, while his wife continued to eat his asshole. They were joined by the girlfriend who kissed her boyfriend deep and joined in the cock worship. She stripped down naked and lowered herself onto their alpha male’s waiting face. He tasted the use of her tiny pussy. She was shaven, clean and so dripping. He licked her as she grinded against his face.
The boyfriend abandoned his cock and licked the wifes ass, that was still dripping in cum. The girlfriend watched the boyfriend eat the wife’s ass as she lowered herself onto his again erect cock. His hugeness spread her wide open. She gasped and almost asked for help as it impaled her. The wife was now licking her clit to make it as seamless as possible. She loved to watch her husbands cock work his way into extremely tight pussy. The girlfriend gasp as it went balls deep into her new pussy. She had never been ganged before like she had tonight. She had never taken a 9 inch girthed cock before either. She was being ripped apart as he started pumping. The wife licked furiously and as the rhythm continued for over a half hour, her bull husband shot his load into the sweaty sophomore.
The boyfriend ate her cream filled pussy as their sugar P- arents watched. The husband directed them in sex acts until morning, where they all woke up the next morning in the oversized king bed, where this alpha male began to play again with his used wife, his new nubile girlfriend and his hetero flexable boy toy.
To be continued…
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The milky whiteness was starting to return to the lady’s buttocks, Adams noted. The ruler would be the next instrument of humiliation. For her part, the pain Lady Eleanor Kavanagh felt was more in the head than on her sumptuous rump. She had endured the hand spanking, almost wincing more when she felt Adams erection on her lower tummy when she was draped across his knees than she had from the smacks from his right hand. She had almost cried out in indignation when the bastard had removed her...
The milky whiteness was starting to return to the lady’s buttocks, Adams noted. The ruler would be the next instrument of humiliation. For her part, the pain Lady Eleanor Kavanagh felt was more in the head than on her sumptuous rump. She had endured the hand spanking, almost wincing more when she felt Adams erection on her lower tummy when she was draped across his knees than she had from the smacks from his right hand. She had almost cried out in indignation when the bastard had removed her...
SpankingLady Jena, the goddess dommeJena is a professional domme. I didn't know it when I met her. At the party of a mutual friend where we met, her roving eye caught my roving eye, and I was drawn to her. It may have been her late thirties demeanor that attracted me, or it may have been her blonde hair, parted in the middle and curled under just before it reached her shoulders; perhaps it was the boots she wore - they looked good on her. She had the look of a woman of authority - an executive...
Lady Victoria's dramatic fall from Baronet's daughter and high ranking society débutante to lowly scullery maid had been swift and decisive. Mr Tannard, the minion Butler who had once served her without question, was now her master whom she had quickly learned to obey without hesitation. Her transformation from Lady to servant was now complete, with many of her lessons having been educated at her former Butler's knee! She had agreed to accept any punishment he decided to give her and, although...
SpankingLADY VICTORIA PART 3 - THE LADIES TAKE THEIR REVENGE Following her father's ruin the Lady Victoria had been forced to accept a servant's position as a parlour maid at the College where she had reigned supreme. It was ironic that her father had sent her to this College to be educated and prepared for her marriage into aristocracy and instead was being 'educated' to work as a servant. Mr Tannard the Butler had begun her training 'stripping' her of her high-minded attitude and haughty...
SpankingIt startled Charlotte when she heard the distant sound of a wagon approaching. Henry was not to be home for another two days, Charlotte anxious for his return, the two month trip too long to be without her beloved husband. Lord Michael had sent him to France for some urgent business, Henry was a much better negotiator than him. Lord Michael loved to win more than reach an amenable agreement. Charlotte looked into the mirror, brushing aside an errant hair from her face, smiling broadly at the...
The Earl Howarth's Butler rushed out in agitation crying "Are you expected sir, only His Grace is away at the whipping Sir." His Grace indeed, as if he was a Prince or Archbishop not a mere Earl. "Oh! Then direct me pray," I requested, in as haughty manner as I could muster. "In the town sir, Allerton, in the square sir, at the whipping sir," he said deferentially whereas by rights he should be ordering us hence. "And the Lady Catherine?" I asked. He paused as if...
I arrived at Allerton Hall unannounced, dressed in the classic style of a landed Gentleman while riding in a tolerably smart carriage pulled by a matched pair of Greys, driven by one Mr Barrington from Devonshire who had become my friend masquerading as a coachman.The Earl Howarth's Butler rushed out in agitation crying "Are you expected sir, only His Grace is away at the whipping Sir." His Grace indeed, as if he was a Prince or Archbishop not a mere Earl."Oh! Then direct me pray," I requested,...
Wilton Hall had been her family's ancestral seat for over five hundred years and the current incumbent family member Lady Maud Hamilton had no intention of that ending on her watch! Time however was getting on and at 36 she was aware that she did not have many fertile years left to produce an heir. Having accepted that her husband, even though he had tried, was incapable of providing what she needed Maud had reached the conclusion that she had to consider other options. Her marriage to...
a continuation of this tale The scene: At dawn Lady Cecelia and her entourage have been led to the palace of Agincourt accompanied by counselors for Lady Cecelia, a counselor for William of Edenbridge to enable a parlay with King Phillip’s apanage and regency of the estate, some knights and servants to the Court. Among them was a Lord of the house surrounded by wards and vassals of the house of Dauphin. In attendance to this audience were Ladies of the Court among them Lady Yvette, niece to...