Sold For Sex A Females Fantasy
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Introduction: There was this man I had lusted for for such a long time and in my mind I… Sold For Sex: A Females Fantasy
Tina was bored with the party, bored with her friends, and frankly, with her life. Her job was at a relative dead end and the men she dated were almost all classified in her own mind as losers or just nobody she could really fall for. She had no difficulty attracting lovers, she was attractive by anyones standards. But when they left her apartment after a night of post-dinner sex, she was always relieved to see them go since their pitiful attempts to please her sexually only left her aching for more.
So who will it be tonight, she wondered, casting about the crowd for a likely bed partner. She was usually very horny, without a doubt and the suggestive art on the walls of this tacky Las Vegas apartment and two double shots of bourbon on an empty stomach had made her warm, very warm. The paintings and sketches showed every conceivable sex act and were characterized by extreme male dominance over the female partner. One painting, hanging in a dark corner, showed a woman firmly secured to a framework while one man invited another to take her from behind. Looking at it, she felt herself growing wet. Tina spun around as a sudden voice startled her.
You like that one, dont you? The strange older guy said.
Yes, she admitted, somewhat reluctantly. It sort of makes you….
Horny? he asked. Tina nodded, a bit embarrassed that he had noticed her fascination with the picture.
Its because theyre taking exactly what they want and shes getting exactly what she needs, he said in a vaguely foreign accent. She looked at him more closely. He was tall, muscular, with dark hair and eyes. Without warning, he pulled her to him and kissed her hard, grasping her small ass cheeks and pulling her hips hard against his. She could feel the bulge of his partly stiff cock against her quivering belly. She started to protest his failure to even ask first, but his tongue forced its way between her lips and she decided she didnt really care.
You need a master, he smiled, pulling away after the long and probing kiss, someone who understands just what you need. He pushed her gently but firmly against the wall and cupped her right breast in his hands, kneading it, thumbing its large nipple and looking directly into her eyes as he did so. Tina felt almost faint with pleasure at what this stranger was doing so boldly. He lifted her short skirt, reached his big hand into her flimsy black panties and thrust his middle finger into her wet pussy. The very thought that someone might actually notice what they were doing in the corner of the room made his invasion of her body even more arousing for Tina. She knew she wanted this man.
You need to be taken, he continued, stroking her tiny, wet slit with one hand and squeezing her breast with the other. You need to be used and disciplined and trained to please your master with your body. Dont you? He then slipped three fingers into Tinas now dripping pussy. She gasped with pleasure. She needed his stiff cock inside her.
Yes, she managed to whisper, a bit afraid of his game, but too aroused to extricate herself from the spell he cast. I want you to fuck me right now! Please! Well go to my apartment.
I prefer my place, he said, smiling at her, you have a great deal to learn, my young slave. Tina didnt know what he meant, but she didnt really care about the nuances of role-playing. She just knew that this powerful, handsome man, who took what he wanted instead of asking, excited her more than any man shed ever met before. She followed him to the rickety elevator in a daze.
When the door closed, and they started the slow descent, he unceremoniously ripped open her blouse, popping the buttons and released the front hook securing her bra. Her breasts fell out and she began to insist that they wait. But his look warned her not to interrupt. He unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and ripped her panties completely off. She stood there, naked as the day she was born as the elevator creaked along. He fondled her breasts again roughly.
I really like these tits, he said. Theyre just the right size for sucking on! Just then the door opened and, to Tinas extreme embarrassment, two couples stood there gaping at her naked body. But her new friend just laughed and winked at the men, She couldnt wait til we got home, wanted me to do her right here, the horny little nymphet. Sorry you guys are taken . . . I could use some help with her!
The men laughed nervously, still leering at Tinas completely exposed, puffy lipped pussy, while their dates tugged hard at their arms. Tina was very aroused and was blushing as he led her from the elevator and out to the deserted street where a limousine waited. An even taller and more powerful looking black man in a chauffeurs uniform held the door for them, openly appraising her nude body as he did so.
Shes a nice one, Captain, great tits. Tina was more than a little offended that her dates employee boldly referred to her breasts in such a crude manner, but her friend seemed not to mind at all, reaching around her for one and weighing it in his palm.
Youre right, Ben, theyll attract a great deal of interest. He pushed her toward the chauffeur, who grabbed her other breast and squeezed it hard. Tina tried to pull back from this unwelcome mauling, but her escort merely held her in place.
Tell him to stop this! Tina said, indignant now and starting to struggle against the hands that grasped her.
Just because I wanted to go home with you does not mean I want to be handled by your damn driver!
Youll be handled by anyone I choose, her date said matter-of-factly, because youre a horny slut, starved for the just right kind of discipline. He turned her around facing him and forcing her thighs apart, rammed three fingers quickly into her dripping pussy. The chauffeur was behind her now and he quickly stepped behind her and grabbed a breast in each hand, squeezing and rubbing them roughly, an act which made Tina weak with pleasure, despite her anger. The man spoke again, his fingers stroking in and out of her twat.
You dont care who screws your sloppy wet pussy, do you? Tina didnt answer, still unsure as to whether she was irritated or turned on by all this, and he repeated the question as Ben pinched a nipple really hard to elicit a response. Tina was forced to admit that she didnt really care at that point. She was hotter than shed ever been in her life and Ben seemed to know that her biggest weakness was having her breasts handled and mauled roughly, because he continued doing just that, mashing them against her chest and pressing the nipples with the tips of his calloused fingers.
No, I guess I dont care, she murmured.
Dont care what? he asked.
I dont care who screws me, OK? Tina was impatient. She was even willing to fuck the chauffeur if they would just get on with it. Besides, there were still people around and she felt embarrassed standing there between the two men while they handled her like some kind of X-rated plastic toy.
Thats precisely what I thought, he said, but from now on you will address me only as Master and obey me without question. Do you understand?
Tina was perfectly willing to play this little game if it got her closer to his bed and got a big hot cock into her aching pussy.
Whatever Master wants, she said teasingly, reaching for the bulge in his pants. He knocked her hand away.
You dont ever reach for a mans cock until he tells you to, he snapped. But dont worry, youll get what you need very soon. And he pushed her into the car, getting in beside her. The chauffeur got into the drivers seat and they pulled away. She was ordered to kneel on the wide floorboard. Now my overheated little cunt, Ill give you a taste of what you want. He told Tina to unzip his pants but when she reached for the zipper he pushed her hands away. Use your teeth tramp, work for it!
So Tina did, struggling with the zipper until it was all the way down and then pulling his jockey shorts aside until his enormous cock popped out. She was awed by its dimensions when hard but still immediately attempted to get it into her mouth. She finally settled for licking the underside of the head hungrily but this was not satisfactory to her master.
You had better learn to service your masters manhood properly, cunt, he said as he grasped Tinas jaw roughly and forced his giant prick between her lips and into her mouth, almost choking her, pulling out enough to let her breathe. Now, since you have failed to please me with your mouth, I will simply use it to relieve myself.
Then he began stroking in and out of her mouth as if it were her pussy, banging the bloated head of his massive prick against the back of her throat, fucking her face without pause until he spurted his load of hot cum down her throat and all over her face and breasts. He told her to lick his cock clean and then rub his cum into her nipples. Tina did, feeling her juices running down her inner thighs, so great was her arousal.
Now? she said, looking up at him.
Now, what? he asked.
Tina was ready to beg him. I need your big cock inside me, she said, adding the word Master to please him. Please fuck me, Master.
You need any prick you can get, dont you slut, he laughed, in the tone of one speaking to a child. But Im not in the mood to use your cunt just now. He touched the intercom, Ben, stop the car somewhere quiet. The car soon came to a halt and the rear door opened. Ben, she needs fucking. Care to relieve yourself?
Tina was shocked. She wanted her new friend, but he didnt want her and now he was cavalierly offering her to his driver. She started to protest once more. Her new master slapped her, not hard, just a light stinging, but she was even more shocked.
Listen, my little cunt, I will offer you to whomever I choose and you will spread your skinny legs for any cock, especially right now when I can see your juices running down the inside of your thighs. Youve already admitted that youll fuck anything to satisfy yourself, and even if you didnt, if Ben wants to use you, he is quite welcome. Tina could only stare at him until another slap made her realize that she was expected to respond.
Yes, master, she whimpered. Then Ben was ordering her out of the car and without any preface, he pushed her face down over the trunk, spread her legs with the toe of his boot. Im going to enjoy your tight white cunt, bitch, he taunted. Tell me how much you want my big black rod in your hot little box, bitch!
I want you, she stammered, quickly adding Master.
You want me to what? he pressed her, spreading her legs even father apart while unzipping his pants. Tell me what you want, slut!
Continued…
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MatureThe next morning Forrest woke up at about 10 and woke me with a kiss on the lips. I surprised him by throwing my arms around him and deepening the kiss. I reached down under the covers and grabbed his balls. I played with them as I felt his dick start to harden. He did the same to me, squeezing my balls and moving them around in my loose sack, causing my dick to harden. Without a word, I grabbed my cloths and beckoned for him to do the same. After checking that his sister was still...
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Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age,...
It was the summer before my second year of high school when I got a call from Darci Smith asking me to meet her at the high school the next day to help her clean out the costume room. Now Darci is the drama club teacher and the art teacher. Every guy in the school wants to fuck her and masterbates to her. Darci is in her early thirties, married, and looks like she is still twenty one. She has nice mid size tits, a fine ass, big blue eyes and blonde hair. She has a pert little hard body and...
"There's a man here to see you, Mr. Forrester; he says he's a detective from the Denver Police Force." Oh-oh, thought John. "Ok, send him in, Angela." "Hello, Mr Forrester; my name is Paul Donohue, I'm a detective from the Denver Police Force." "What can I do for you, Detective Donohue?" as I pressed the intercom so Angela could listen in discreetly out at her desk. "Well, Mr. Forrester, sometime last year I was handed a case in Denver that has us all baffled. It seems that two...
Chapter 1 Stephen sighed as he watched the world go by. "I still don't see why we have to move," he told his wife as he turned to look at her. "Because honey, the company is opening a new store in Stepford and they asked me to run it," Emily replied, not taking her eyes off the road. "Besides, the offer was too good to turn down and the house came as part of the job," Emily continued. "I'd thought that you'd be proud of me," she added. "And I am. Really," Stephen added as his wife...
I had been working in the construction industry a week when the foreman called me to his office. As I made my way over I wondered what I could have done wrong. As it had gone clocking off time I was annoyed that the meeting would be eating in to my free time. 'Aah, come in.' he said as I stepped through the door. 'Have a seat.' His office was much neater than I thought it would be. As I looked around the room I noticed that there were no girlie pictures like I had seen plastered up everywhere...
GayMeeting at Bedford MillsI had often thought about my friend Simone in the years since we had been at school together. After I graduated, I had moved to New York to pursue my career and with a husband and children, I had lost touch with Simone, but I knew that she had married a rich man whom she had met at college, and that they lived in Greenwich, Connecticut, but they had no children. I had also heard from other former classmates who had met her, that she had a glamorous lifestyle, with...
On one occasion while at university a few of us lassies were wanting to go to see a top boy band that was going to play in the city. I confess it was not my ‘cup of tea’ however, I did not want to miss out. Of course, all being students money was short, and tickets were expensive. I had just turned twenty-one at the time. Knowing that I was a free spirit with the boys, one of my friends suggested that a great way to pay for the tickets would be to charge guys to come and fuck me. I initially...
I’ve had a sexual fantasy ever since Susan and I were married over twenty years ago. I never had the courage to tell her about until a recent shopping trip together. As we were driving they began talking on the radio about couple's sexual fantasies.My wife asked. “What’s your fantasy?”I was shocked and replied, “I’d have to think about that. You tell me yours first.”“Ok, I’ve had this one quite a few times. It’s my favorite.”“You have more than one?”“Of course I do, don’t you?”Before I could...
Group SexMary Pilson knew that her ‘uncle’ Walter was grooming her. ‘Uncle’ was a silly term that Mary’s mother used to describe the men who moved into their home to take advantage. Mary had no time for her uncles; she saw them for what they were, parasites and users. Mary’s mother could hardly make ends meet working as an usherette at the local cinema. Her good looks, curvy body and long legs ensured that she was well tipped by the male customers but she also attracted the sharks. Mary mostly...
We’re cruising along a wide and quiet suburban street. Green lawns stretch back from the pavement to the nice semi-detached homes. There’s a slim woman walking a large dog along the side of the road, and we pan around to look at her as we pass – it’s no-one we know, but we kind of wish we did! Then we’re looking forward again – seeing an intersection infront of us ... Then pulling up, looking out of the side window right at a single story, flat-roofed building. A sign outside reads,...
I looked around and saw these two women looking at me from thier camaro. One was blonde and the other one was blonde. I felt a sexual urge as I made eye contact with them. I desired them, but I also sensed that these feelings were not the usual feelings I would get by looking at a woman. I drove home and got ready for the next day. As I laid in bed, I sensed that strange feeling again that I was being watched. I remembered the two women at the gas station and began fantasizing about them. I...