Blackmail

Alex slowly pushed his rolling trash receptacle from desk to desk, stopping at each one to empty the small trash containers, dump the ash trays, and give each desk top a quick dusting if necessary! “Boy,” he thought to himself, “they all got MBA’s, but they still don’t know enough not to toss half filled cups of coffee into their trash cans.” Alex was in charge of cleaning three offices on the twenty eighth floor, one an insurance brokerage firm, another an import export company, and finally, the largest one, an investment banking company, which happened to be the one he was working on right now! It was easy work, and by working nights he didn’t have the hassle of bad traffic, and he could also spend his days doing what he really loved, which was to paint. After coming to the end of the row, he ducked into a small private office and was in the process of dumping the trash when a memo written in red caught his eye! He picked it up and read, “Bolling Industries being sold within 60 days, stock currently at selling at 33 1/2, for sure price will double, maybe even do better than that. My advice is to buy in small lots using off shore and foreign accounts, if we do it right, we can make a half a million easy. Be careful. V.” Alex stared at the memo for a minute or two, letting the magnitude of what he was reading sink in. If, and this was a big if, if this was true, V was taking part in a little insider trading, a definite no-no. Alex shoved the crumpled note into his shirt pocket and continued with his rounds.

He got home at around six thirty in the morning, and as was his custom, he put on a pot of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table to read the morning paper, but his thoughts kept coming back to the memo he had found in V’s garbage. He sat down at his already booted up computer, went into his e-mail site and typed, “Am intrigued by your interest in Bolling Industries, let’s meet and see if we have anything else in common. Today at two p.m., at the coffee shop in your building. Don’t be late. A.” After hesitating a moment, he hit the send box, and his message was gone.

Nervously Alex sipped his cup of cappuccino while he waited for two o’clock and V to arrive. He kept looking at his watch, while wondering if this wasn’t a big mistake, and maybe he should just get up and leave when she appeared inside the front door and started surveying the crowd. “Here goes nothing,” he said to under his breath while standing up and motioning her over to his table. He had seen her before in her office when she was working late, and to say that she was a stunning woman would not have done her justice, with her short blonde hair, a beautiful face, and a figure to die for. When she reached his table she sat down and immediately tried to dominate the conversation. “I should have known,” she said while shaking her head, “the janitor, I never would have figured that, and by the way, you have nothing, who would ever believe you!?!” He leaned back in his chair after having let her vent a little and replied softly, “Oh, I don’t know, maybe someone down at the SEC might be interested.” “Humph,” she snorted, “all you have is a scribbled note, not a whole lot of proof, it’s nothing but air.” “Well,” he said smoothly, “maybe you’re right, but since Friday was a holiday, and your note was written on Thursday, and I didn’t find it until early Sunday morning, I think we can assume that your compatriot has already done the dirty deed, it shouldn’t be to hard for SEC boys to find out who’s been buying up Bolling shares over the weekend.” She looked at him hard for a moment and replied more softly, “How in the hell did a janitor get so smart?!?” “Oh, I don’t know,” he said smoothly, “maybe since he has an MBA in business he’s just a little sharper than the average janitor.” She slumped down in her chair a little and in a defeated voice asked, “Okay, what do you want!?!” He looked at her for a second and said to himself, “Gottcha.”
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Panty Boy Part 2

“Timmy, dear” Cassandra said while reading morning paper at the breakfast table, “I have a convention in New Orleans and I’m leaving right after work for the airport, so I’ll have the cabby swing by here and pick up my bags.” “I’ve laid out all the clothes I’m going to need, but I want you to get them all packed and ready to go, understand!?!” “How long are you going to be gone,” the crest fallen young man asked sadly?!? “Five days for sure,” she replied while trying to keep from laughing, “why do you ask?!?” “Oh,” he replied disappointedly, “it’s just that I’m going to miss you, that’s all.” “Why will you miss me,” she asked teasingly!?! “Well, if you’re going to be gone for five days……………,” he replied while letting his voice trail off. Cassandra lowered the paper, looked into his sad eyes, and then slid two round trip airline tickets across the table at him and said, “I don’t know why, because you’re coming with me.” The look of shear joy on her panty boy’s face was enough to break her heart, so she didn’t even protest when he raced around the table and gave her a big hug and kiss and exclaimed, “Oh, Mistress, I so happy, thank you for taking me.” She chuckled a bit, and then in her stern mistress voice ordered, “Well,” you just make sure you’ve got everything packed an ready to go by five o’clock, got it!?!”

When they were finally situated in their first class seat on the plane, Timmy leaned over to Cassandra and whispered, “I’m wearing something special just for the occasion, I hope you will approve.” Cassandra arched her brow a bit and asked softly, “I’m very intrigued, what is it, tell me right now.” Lowering his voice even more he said, “I went shopping on Oak Street today, at that new lingerie shop, and I picked up a pair of while lace crotchless panties.” He then added, “When I get an erection it sticks right out of the front, I can’t wait to show you.” Cassandra moaned softly to herself while picturing Timmy’s little hardon poking out from the feminine under garment, and naturally, she immediately became quite wet. Now in a hoarse voice she asked, “You didn’t masturbate did you, you know what will happen if you did!?!” “Oh no,” he replied quickly, “I got hard cuz of the silk, I promise you I didn’t jerk it at all.” “She looked into his innocent eyes and said softly, “When we get to our room, the first thing you’re going to do is suck my vagina, you’ve got me just dripping.” A broad grin spread across his face and he answered, “Oh thank you, Mistress, I can hardly wait.”

The bell captain placed their bags next to the queen sized bed, thanked Cassandra for his five dollar tip, and closed the door on his way out. Once they were alone, she ordered, “Okay, panty boy, take off your clothes except for your new panties.” “Yes, Mistress,” he replied, while quickly shucking everything but the tiny silk panties that clung to his cute little ass. “Very nice,” she said under her breath, “your penis looks darling sticking out of the opening, now, come over here and help me with my things.” With both of them helping, Cassandra soon stood naked next to her little panty boy servant, and as was usually her habit, she took him into her arms and gave him a crushing kiss on the mouth while feeling him up all over. Her huge breasts were just about at his mouth level, so she easily fed a hard nipple into his mouth while her hand slipped between them and she softly fisted his tiny pecker. “Hmmmmmmm,” she hummed, “you know just how to take care of your Mistress, don’t you panty boy?!?” “Oh, yes,” he replied softly, “and it’s a privilege and an honor to take care of my Mistress’s needs.” “Remember what I said on the plane,” she asked softly!?! “Of course I do, Mistress,” he responded, “would Madame care to have her vagina tongued!?!” “Jesus this nineteen year old kid was good,” she said to herself, while leading him over to the bed and spreading her legs, “so very fucking good.”

After having lived with Cassandra for six months now, and knowing every nook and cranny of her smooth shaven cunt, Timmy spent the first ten minutes or so just licking and sucking her outer lips. Although he hadn’t had much experience with other women, he was sure that his Mistress had vaginal lips that bulged out much much farther than on a normal woman, and he absolutely loved seeing her pussy encased in expensive panties that showed he vulva bulging plumply through the shiny thin material. He really couldn’t help himself, and although he loved his Mistress dearly, he was also having a very real love affair with the lips of her vagina, so consequently, he would spend a great deal of time making sure that they were thoroughly washed with his devoted tongue. “Oh, Timmy,” she moaned, “you love mama’s vagina don’t you, dear?!?” “Oh yes, Mistress,” he said between pants, “especially your lovely vulva, I love it so.” “I know you do, dear,” she said with a sigh, “but mama needs to have her clitty taken care of now, so be a good little panty boy and suck mama’s clit for her, please!?!” Sorry to have to give up sucking her lips, he took his fingers and gently pulled them apart, exposing her very erect little clit to his still hungry mouth.
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Sugah

Jack peeked out from underneath the covers at the digital clock on the night stand and moaned, “Six thirty already, what a day I have ahead of me.” He lay still for a couple of minutes before whipping back the covers and so he could hop out of bed! He was just making a move to leave when a soft warm hand grabbed his arm and the silky smooth southern accent came lilting from the other side of the bed, “Jack, honey, you’re not gonna run off with giving me some morning sugah are ya!?!” He looked over his shoulder the tousled blonde hair of his beautiful young wife and pleaded, “Not today, Cindy Lou, I’ve got to get to work, the boss wants to see me first thing.” With one smooth motion, she peeled back her side of the covers and exposed her nubile naked body, with the slim hips and large firm breasts. “Now, sugah,” she whispered, “can that mean old Mr. Owens offer you anything like this!?!” “Sweet jesus,” he said while sucking in is breath, “you know I can’t resist that, it’s just not fair.” “Honey,” she cooed, “everything’s fair in love and war, and this,” she said while running her hand up and down her perfect body, “is meant for love.” Slowly she spread her legs, and then after grabbing a hand full of his hair, pulled his mouth to her now bulging vagina and settled back while her husband orally satisfied her. As her orgasm washed over her, she wondered if the fire that burned in her pussy could ever be extinguished, she certainly hoped not.

Cindy Lou was sitting at her kitchen table, wrapped in her bathrobe, when she heard a knock on the back door and the familiar voice of her best friend calling out, “Hey, Cindy, have ya got a cup of coffee for a friend!?!” “Come on in, Nora, and help yourself.” Nora went over to the coffee pot, poured a cup, and sat down across the table from Cindy and said, “Jeez, Cindy, you look like you’ve just been pulled through a ringer, what the heck happened.” A small smile spread over Cindy’s face, and before she could reply, Nora retorted, “My god, girl, you gotta give him some rest, you’re gonna kill him.” “What ever are you talkin’ about,” Cindy replied in her deep southern drawl?!? “I think it’s that damn accent,” Nora opined, “the northern boys just aren’t used to it and it drives them crazy.” “You mean you think I’d use something as underhanded as my little ole voice to seduce poor Jack?!?” “Hrrrumph,” Nora snorted, “I think you’d use every feminine trick in the book if you needed some cock.” “My goodness,” Cindy replied in feigned shock, “such a naughty mouth on such a nice girl, what ever would your mother say!?!” “Jesus,” Nora said softly, “even I get a little edgy hearing you talk like that, I can’t even imagine how Jack must feel, the poor devil doesn’t even stand a chance.” “Goodness gracious,” Cindy scolded, “you act like I hog tied him to the bed and forced myself on him.” “Cindy,” Nora said softly, “with that body, hair, and voice, you don’t need a gun.” Cocking her head to the side, Cindy Lou thought about that for a second and then replied with a laugh, “Ya know, hon, I do believe you’re right.”

After they finished their coffee, Cindy Lou asked Nora to help her install some new window shades in her bedroom, and Nora readily agreed! The two women had trouble getting the old shade out of its bracket, and during the struggle, Cindy Lou’s robe pulled open revealing her incredible body to her embarrassed friend! Catching Nora staring, Cindy said softly, “Now you can see why Jack can’t resist me.” A flustered Nora quickly looked away, but it was evident that her cheeks had turned a bright red because she was caught sneaking a peek. “Do you know what I call Jack when I’m trying to seduce him,” Cindy Lou said in her best southern accent!?! “I-I’m sure I wouldn’t know,” Nora stammered, now even more embarrassed than before. “Of course you don’t,” Cindy drawled, “I call him sugar, but I leave off the r and pronounce it sugah, don’t you think that sounds sexy!?!” “Uh, oh, good,” Nora replied quickly, “look, I got my end of the shade out of the thing a ma jig.” “Nora, honey,” Cindy replied, “you never answered my question, don’t you think sugah is a sexy thing to call someone you wanna fuck!?!” “Cindy Lou,” Nora answered, “I-I don’t think what you call Jack is any of my business, do you!?!” “Well, sugah,” she said barely above a whisper, “how does it sound now,” while letting her robe slip from her shoulders leaving her completely naked!?!
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Ravished

“Are you sure you want to go,” Jeff asked Gail, “I hear it gets pretty wild, and you’re never really sure how far things are going to go.” Gail took a sip of her soda, leaned back in her chair, and replied, “Oh, come on, how wild could it be, it should be fun, I’m game if you are.” Jeff stared down at the beautiful young attorney, while all the while thinking that it was only their second date and a night at an under ground sex club might not be exactly the right thing to do. “Well,” she said, “is it yes or no!?!” “Uh, sure, Gail,” he replied, “yeah, we’ll grab a pizza and after work and then, well, you know, we’ll do it.” “Good,” she replied, “now get outa here, I’ve got a ton of work to do and if you’re smart,” she said wickedly, “you’ll get going on yours.”

“Mmmm, good pizza,” Gail offered while climbing into Jeff’s new car, “so, where is this place of wonder you’re taking me to!?!” “It’s down by the docks,” he replied while pulling smoothly into traffic, “inside of an old abandon warehouse, they change the location from time to time in case the cops get too suspicious.” “Sounds more exciting by the minute,” she replied flippantly, “I hope it lives up to its billing.” “Gail,” he said softly, “are you sure you wanna go through with this, I heard it gets pretty rough in there, and well, I don’t want anything to happen to you.” “Why Jeffery,” she said in a mocking tone, “if I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were worried about me.” “Okay,” he replied, “don’t say I didn’t warn you,” and they made the rest of the trip in silence.

Jeff turned onto Port St. and said to Gail, “We’re looking for number 318, see anything like that on any of those buildings?!?” “Uh, it’s so dark I can barely see, wait a minute, that one said 511, it’s a good two blocks more,” she replied, “it’s up there, I can see some cars parked under that street lamp.” Jeff found a spot about a half a block from the club and the two of them walked arm in arm the rest of the way. There was a bouncer standing by the front door with a flash light, checking id’s, and seeing as how Jeff and Gail were in their late twenties, he just nodded his head and let them pass! Once inside, there was makeshift ticket booth set up, and a sign over the top that read, “Men $100.00-Couples $150.00-Single Women Free”. “Wow,” Gail said, “not cheap, I’ll split it with you, I didn’t realize it was this much.” “Forget it,” he replied, “let’s go inside.”

There was a portable bar set up with three bartenders, so Gail grabbed a couple of beers and said, “My treat.” Jeff laughed at her little joke, took his beer, and led Gail towards the crowd of people at the other end of the huge warehouse room. On a slightly elevated stage were three women, all naked, and in the process of making love to each other. Jeff looked around in the semi darkness, and was surprised to see that almost half of the spectators were women, he had really expected it to be practically all men. Gail poked him in the ribs and offered, “They really don’t have their hearts in it, I hope this isn’t the main event.” “Uh, no,” Jeff answered, “the main event as you call it, goes on in about half and hour.” For the next twenty minutes or so, the two of them watched the girls on stage and wandered around the huge room, just people watching, that is until the three women were finished and a man on the pa system announced that the feature attraction was about to begin.

All at once a distant drum beat could be heard, that seemed to get louder and louder by the second, and a spot light came on that was directed at a curtain at the rear of the stage. As the drums grew louder, the curtains opened up and two completely naked men, with perfect builds, half dragged and half carried a young naked woman onto the stage. “Jesus,” Gail said above the din of the drums, “do you think she really wants to do this, or is it all an act!?!” Jeff just shrugged his shoulders and replied, “I think it’s an act, but who knows for sure, let’s just watch and see.” The two men finally got the woman to the middle of the stage, where the tied each of her arms to a bar that was about six feet off the floor, leaving her not quite hanging, but generally in a very uncomfortable position. The men left the stage, disappearing back behind the curtain, while the drum beat grew louder and louder. The girl writhed around, as if she were really trying to escape, but it was useless, she was tied to the bar with leather straps, so the more she struggled, the tighter they got. Now the lights began to flash on and off, and coupled with the loud rhythmic drum beat, Jeff thought of how a mob mentality could take over at a time like this, you could literally be swept along with it. Now the sound of the drum was so than loud, it was ear splitting. The girl was now desperately trying to free herself, and every so often when would look over her shoulder at the curtain, checking to see if anyone else was coming. Gail was about to ask another question, when a loud roar from the crowd erupted out of nowhere. “Why are the cheering,” she yelled at Jeff!?! Without answering, Jeff pointed to the stage, which now had another figure on it. Standing in front of the terrified woman, was a black man of about twenty three or so, wearing a long robe, brightly colored, almost like something from one of the African tribes. The crowd was screaming and yelling as he paced a circle around the captive woman, while once in awhile taking his hands and rubbing her bare breasts or ass.
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Therapy Session

“So tell me, Janelle,” asked Dr. Scott, “in your own words, what do you think the problem is!?!” Janelle, with her head down, looked furtively over at her husband, Kurt who was sitting silently in the chair next to hers! “Don’t look at Kurt,” the doctor admonished her, “he doesn’t have the answer, we want to hear your side of the story, so come on now, speak up, that’s what we’re all here for.” “Uh, well,” Janelle began slowly, “it’s just that he doesn’t ever listen to me, or take me seriously, I’m just there to make sure everything goes his way and make sure I don’t rock the boat.” Up until now Kurt had been sitting quietly, but that was too much, so he interjected, “Now wait a minute, Jan, you know that’s not true, I respect your opinion, and you know it.” “Hold it Mr. Dobson,” the doctor rejoined, “you’ll get your chance to give your side of it, but right now Janelle gets to speak without interruption.” “Well, okay,” he growled, “but she’s not telling you the whole truth.” “Is that true, Janelle,” Dr. Scott asked gently, “is there more to it than that?!?” For a few moments the room was dead quiet as no one said a word, that is, until Janelle all at once broke down in tears and began sobbing uncontrollably, leaving both Kurt and Dr. Scott dumbfounded while they stared at the crying woman.

Kurt was the first to speak while putting his arm around his shaking wife, “Jeez Louise, Jan, I didn’t mean to make you cry, I’ll keep my big mouth shut until it’s my turn, I’m sorry honey.” “T-that’s not it,” Janelle said between sniffles, “it’s something else.” Kirk look over at the doctor, and shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he had no idea what his wife was talking about! “Janelle,” Dr. Scott said soothingly, “why don’t you calm down and tell us about it, that’s why we’re here.” “It’s too embarrassing,” she said softly, “I don’t think that I can.” “Now, Jan,” Kurt admonished, “coming here was your idea, so since we’re already here, you gotta open up and tell the doc what’s bugging you.” “That was very colorfully put,” the doctor added, “but essentially that is the case in a nutshell, so please, Mrs. Dobson, let’s get down to it.”

“Okay,” she said while wiping the tears from her eyes, “you asked for it, Kurt, and I don’t think you’re gonna like what you hear.” “Okay,” he shot back, “I may not like it, but I’ve gotta hear it, so give, tell me what’s up.” “We’ve been married for how long now, about eight years, right,” she asked?!?” “Yes, yes,” he replied impatiently, “so what!?” “Well, in all that time I’ve never been able to have and orgasm, and I just think that it’s not fair.” With his mouth hanging open, Kurt slumped back in his chair and while shaking his head replied, “Jan, I didn’t know, I mean it seemed to me that you were, I don’t know, you always seemed fine to me.” “You men are so full of yourselves,” she almost spat, “you don’t have the first clue how we woman feel about anything.” Kurt looked helplessly at Dr. Scott who then chimed in, “So tell us, how do you feel, dear?!?” It was if a giant weight had been lifted from her slight shoulders, and she tore into Kurt like a hungry dog attacks a piece of steak. “All those years and never once did you ask me what I wanted or how I felt,” she said bitterly, “all you ever cared about was getting yourself off, never once did you take the time to make sure that I was being satisfied too, and now it’s too late.” After that little exchange, Dr. Scott said slowly, “Okay now, everyone take a deep breath and relax, and let’s see if we can’t work through this thing together.
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Her Mother

“Hi, Mrs. Sherman,” Steve said nervously, “Pam said you wanted to talk to me!” “That is correct young man,” she replied sternly, “sit down, please.” After taking his seat, Steve fidgeted a bit and after looking out the window offered, “Nice weather we’ve been having, isn’t it!?!” In almost a harsh tone, Mrs. Sherman retorted, “I didn’t ask you here to talk about the weather, so let me get right to the point.” “Uh, sure,” Steve replied, “what ever you say, Mrs. Sherman!? Although he didn’t know why on earth Mrs. Sherman would want to speak to him personally, he gathered from the tone of her voice that this was definitely not going to be a pleasant conversation. “Steven,” she snapped, “look at me when I’m talking, it’s only good manners to look the person in the eye who’s conversing with you.” “Yes, ma’am” he said softly! “Now, from what my daughter tells me,” she went on, “you and she have been have been partaking in all sorts of sexual activity, including fellatio to completion, that is, Pamela has been performing oral sex on you, and unbelievably letting you ejaculate into her mouth, is this true!?!” “Uh,” he stammered, stunned at the direction of her questioning, “I’m not sure I understand what you……” “What’s not to understand,” she spat, “either my daughter is having sex with you or she isn’t, or are you so dense you’re not sure!?!” “No, that’s not it,” he replied, “it’s just that, well, I wasn’t ready for…….” “That’s exactly the point,” she interrupted, “you weren’t ready to get caught were you!?!”

His mind was racing as he tried desperately to come up with some sort of defense, but all he really could think was how in the hell could Pam have been so dumb to tell her mother about their personal life together. “So you’re not going to talk about it,” she offered, “well, you’re not getting of the hook that easily.” “My daughter is only eighteen years old,” she went on, “and if you think that you can just waltz into her life and have your way with her and then leave her like a sack of garbage, you are sadly mistaken.” “Well,” she demanded, “what have you got to say for yourself!?!” “It’s not like that at all,” he protested, “I love your daughter, and I want to marry her someday.” “Oh, really,” Mrs. Sherman replied, “and the way you show your love is to stick your erection into her mouth and fill it with you sperm!?!” “Mrs. Sherman,” he replied a little more forcefully, “I don’t force Pam to do anything, she does it because she loves to, and besides, I always return the favor and perform oral sex on her too.” For the first time since he had sat down, the look on Mrs. Sherman’s face softened a little and she said in a much more amiable voice, “Well, I know that when a girl falls in love with a man that she also falls in love with his penis and the desire to orally satisfy him is shall we say, very intense.”
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Alpha Male

I never believed anything like this could ever happen to me, but I’m here to tell you that everything here in happened just as it occurred one year ago. Just to set the stage and give you a little back ground, I’m a happily married woman for eight years now, with two beautiful children and a husband who loves me. We aren’t rich or anything, but my husband is a very successful corporate lawyer, so we’re not hurting any, and by most standards we’d be considered upper middle class! At the time of the “incident”, we had been married for seven years and both of us, my husband Pete and me, my name’s Kaye, had been totally faithful to each other! The honeymoon had definitely worn off, but our sex life was pretty good, and neither of us, well me for sure at least, never even thought about greener grass on the other side of the fence! Oh sure, if I saw an attractive man I might think what he might be like, ya know, in the sack, but never more than a fleeting fantasy! We were just a couple of thirty something people who had a comfortable life together and who basically were just cruising along. And that, dear readers, is how this story begins.

Living in a big city, and coupled with the fact that Pete’s law firm does work for a lot of the large corporations based here, we get a lot of invitations to functions connected with Pete’s work! A lot of them are boring as heck, but usually you get a pretty good dinner out of it, and sometimes even the speaker is interesting. Well, about one year ago, we were attending a fund raiser for the local chapter for abandoned children! This particular event was a little different from most, in that there was assigned seating, and husbands and wives were split up and placed at different tables. Since I didn’t know very many of the people attending this fund raiser, I immediately wished that I had stayed home, since I didn’t have Pete to keep me company! The last thing he did before we split up, was kiss me on the cheek and wish me luck, and then he was off on his own looking for his table. I walked around the ball room until I found table twenty three, and sure enough, there was a place setting with my name on a little card in the middle of my dinner plate! As I was about to sit down, a voice from slightly behind me said, “Well, at least I get to sit next to a pretty lady, that makes it all worth while.” I turned to see who my unknown admirer was, and to my shock, it was someone that I knew, well not personally mind you, but I had seen him on television a hundred times, and I felt like I knew him. “Hi,” he said with a dazzling smile, “I’m Jamere Jenkins, but everyone calls me JJ.” I must have looked like an idiot, because my mouth was probably hanging wide open, but I managed to introduce myself and then sit down. He took his place next to me and said, “I’m representing the team here to night, management wanted a big name, so they asked me, and from the looks of things I’m glad I came.” “I must have turned six shades of red, but when the star of the local professional basketball team throws you a compliment, well, I had to admit it felt pretty good.
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Panty Boy

As Cassandra got off the elevator at her penthouse apartment that over looked Lake Michigan she groaned a little as the strain of the day overtook her. It had been a long one, with meetings with clients starting at eight in the morning all the way to five p.m. in the afternoon, being a senior partner at one of Chicago’s major law firms could at times be challenging, but most often grueling. She was about to put her key into the dead bolt lock on her door, when as if by magic it swung open and she was greeted by a pale thin young blonde boy of nineteen, who stood in front of her naked except for pair of pink silk panties. “Oh, Mistress,” he gushed, “I am so glad that you’re home, I missed you so much today.” She stepped inside the door and while giving him a kiss on the cheek, stuck her free hand inside of his panties and asked, “Did you get everything done that I asked you to?!?” As his organ swelled in her hand, he replied excitedly, “Oh yes, I went to the market and ordered the groceries, I made an appointment for you at the beauty parlor for Saturday, and of course I shave all of my body hair, is it smooth enough for you,” he asked hopefully!?! “We’ll see,” she replied a little gruffly, “now hurry up and get me a drink, I’m dead tired.”

Timmy wasted no time in going over to the bar and fixing Cassandra her usual, a scotch and water! She drained half of the drink in one long swallow before returning her attention to the young boy waiting patiently at her side! She eyed his smooth pale form and felt the familiar stirring inside of her panties, how she loved his sweet warm flesh. “Show me your penis, boy,” she ordered while taking a sip on her drink.” “Yes, Mistress,” he replied excitedly, as he quickly shoved the pink panties over his hips and down to the floor. His small penis standing fully erect and pointing straight at her, made her pussy drench itself with a flood of hot cunt juice. “You look so tense Mistress,” he offered, “would you like for me to suck your vagina for you!?!” “Yeah,” she replied, “that’s a very good idea, would like to suck it for me right now!?!” “Oh, yes,” he said enthusiastically, “I’ve been thinking about it all day, and hoped you’d be in the mood for it.” “Well, you’re in luck,” she replied, “now get under my dress and suck me off.” Timmy quickly scrambled to the floor, disappeared under Cassandra’s dress, and immediately went straight for her dripping wet cunt. For a sixty year old, Cassandra had a massive sex drive that required at least two sessions a day to keep her from climbing the walls, and that’s why it was so important that she always have a very young lover to take care of her sexual needs, as an older man would have never been able to keep up with her frenetic pace.

With her legs spread wide giving the young lad plenty of room to access her big lipped pussy, she drained the rest of her drink and just leaned back and enjoyed the cunt lapping that little Timmy was performing so admirably. “Oh, yes, panty boy,” she sighed, “take good care of your Mistress’ pussy, oh, my, that’s it, do my clit, oh, oh, oh, right there, ooooooooh yeah.” For such a young man Timmy was remarkably adept at oral servitude, and since that was one of Cassandra’s favorite pastimes, he spent a great deal of his time with his mouth pressed hard against her hairy muffy. “She wasn’t sure why someone her age required such a huge amount of gratification, but she once had read that people like her, the ones that were very career oriented and driven to succeed, probably used sex as one of their few natural outlets to relieve stress from the crushing responsibilities that ruled their daily lives. “Whatever the reason, for as long as she could remember sex wasn’t very far from her mind. It was a constant battle between her brain and her clit over who controlled her body. Most of the time her brain prevailed, but several and her clit over who controlled her body. Most of the time her brain prevailed, but several that quickly was approaching the critical mass needed to bring her to climax. “I’m very close,” little boy,” she panted, “do my clit hard, now, that’s it, do it for your Mistress.” He just loved bringing her to orgasm, just the knowledge that he could make her so happy was enough to give him an incredibly hard cock. All at once all of the muscles in her cunt contracted at the same time, as the blood rushed to engorge her genitals in a massive orgasm that she thought might stop her heart. After a few moments in which she regained her senses, she gently pulled Timmy out from under her skirt and asked softly, “Did you enjoy sucking my pussy, boy!?!” With his face still shiny from her juices, he replied with a smile, “Oh yes, Mistress, you taste so sweet to me.” Taking his rock hard pecker into her hand, she continued with another question, “Tell, boy, did you masturbate today!?!” With the color rising in his cheeks and hi head down, he answered softly, “I-I didn’t want to, Mistress, but I couldn’t help myself, I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.” “Timmy, Timmy, Timmy,” she said in rebuke, “how many times have I told you never to touch yourself unless I give you permission?!?” “I don’t know,” he said sadly, “but quite a few I guess.” With her hand now rapidly jerking his little four inch erection she scolded, “What am I going to do wit you, boy, you ignore my orders and make me sorry I brought you into my house.” Tears now filled his eyes as he realized how disappointed she was in him, and he said in almost a wail, “P-please don’t make me leave, Mistress, I’ll try to do better, honest I will, please give me another chance.” Cassandra could feel Timmy’s nut bag tightening, which of course was a precursor to his ejaculation, so as she usually did, she leaned over and took the little member into her warm mouth and let the young boy fill her mouth with his sperm. For such a slightly built young man he had an unusually large amount of ejaculate, and Cassandra had a hard time swallowing all of it, as some of it trickled out of the corners of her mouth. “Now that is how you are supposed to do it,” she said with a reprimand in her voice, “Mistress always gets to drink her panty boy’s sperm, is that understood!?!” “Yes, Mistress,” he said with a smile, sensing that she was over her anger.” “All right now,” she went on, “scoot into the bathroom and draw me a hot bath, I’ll be in shortly, and remember, keep your hands off your penis.”
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The Hostess

“Julia, I must say that the table looks absolutely divine,” gushed her good friend Minerva! “I second that motion,” Abra rejoined enthusiastically, “I don’t know how you do it, but every time I eat here it’s like dining at The Rainbow Room.” Julia took her seat at the head of the table as her three dinner companions took theirs, that being Abra, Minerva, and last but certainly not least, Rhonda, who of course every one called Roni. As was their usual custom, they were all dressed up for their once a month dinner party! “So, Julia,” Abra asked, “what’s on the menu for this evening?!?” “Are you referring to the dinner menu or dessert,” Julia replied with a laugh!?! “Either one or both,” Abra retorted. “Well then,” Julia responded, “I guess I’ll answer both of your questions, for dinner it’s poached salmon with almonds, and for dessert, it’s, well let me show you, Mia darling, you may start bringing in the dinner.”
All of the eyes at the table turned to see who was coming through the kitchen door! “Oh, my,” Roni gasped, “s-she’s beautiful, where on earth did you find her!?!” The object of Roni’s question pushed a serving cart to the edge of the table and began placing tossed salads in front of each of the diners. Mia continued around the table until everyone was served and then asked, “Do you need anything else, Miss Julia?!?” “Not until the main course, dear,” Julia replied, “you can go into the kitchen and get everything set up.” “Very good, ma’am,” the young girl replied, “just call if you need me!” After she had left the room, the three ladies all turned to Julia and began asking all sorts of questions all at once, until finally Julia raised her hand and said, “Hold it, one at a time, we have all evening, take it easy.” Minerva was the first to speak and asked, “Good lord, how old is she, she looks so young!?!” “Eighteen,” she just graduated from high school,” Julia shot back! “Where did you ever find her,” asked Roni, “girls like her don’t grow on trees!?!” “Actually, I met her at the bank, she was applying for a job and I offered her a better one,” Julia replied. Then finally, Abra asked the evenings most pertinent question, “Is she as tasty as she looks!?!” All Julia said was, “Better.

After Mia had cleared away the all of the dishes, the four women retired to the library, which was windowless, and of course sound proof. After taking their seats in large comfortable chairs, Mia came into the room and waited next to Julia for further instructions. “Would any of you care to as Mia any questions,” Julia asked the rest of the group?!?” “I would,” Abra said quickly, “Mia, do you always wear just a bra and panties around the house?!?” “No, ma’am,” she replied softly, “most of the time Miss Julia keeps me naked!” “Are you a virgin,” Roni asked, “I mean with a man?!?” “No, I’ve had sex with boys before, but I like women better,” the young girl replied softly! “What are you measurements,” Minerva questioned next!?! “Um, about 34b-22-34,” Mia answered quickly! “Do you always trim you pussy,” asked Roni?!? “Not usually, but tonight I am wearing panties and I didn’t want my hair to show,” she said a matter of factly! Now very quietly Abra asked in a husky voice, “If I lifted my dress, would you orally satisfy me?!?” “Of course,” the young woman said calmly, “I’d love to take you in my mouth.” Abra looked over to Julia who simply nodded her head in the affirmative, indicating that the young lady’s mouth was hers to use as she pleased.
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Shower Gifts – Brendas Turn

After having just watched her mother’s sister achieve a stunning climax with her new vibrator, Brenda’s own pussy was engorged with blood and flushed wide open! “I really have a lot to learn,” the young girl said in a shaky voice, “I-I hope that I can handle it all, I mean taking care of Freddy’s pecker and all. Her mother chuckled a little before replying, “Oh, honey, don’t worry, like we were both saying, you are going to get so attached to his cock that pretty much when ever you see it hard you’ll automatically be ready.” “Let’s take a little test,” her mom said, “when you have sex with Freddy, what is the one thing he likes to do best, I mean what turns him on to the max!?!” Sitting there naked with an aroused pussy, Brenda turned a little red and replied, “He likes getting his pecker sucked.” “Okay,” her mother replied, “now remember the first time you sucked him, did you like it as well then as you do now?!?” After thinking about it for a moment, Brenda answered slowly, “No, probably not.” “See, it’s just as I was saying, you grow into it a little at a time, until gradually you like it as much as he does.”

The three women hashed that over for a few minutes until Ellie asked Brenda, “When you suck him, do you swallow his cum!?!” “Oh yes, always,” Brenda replied almost a little too quickly, “I love sucking him off.” Both older woman laughed, but not in a mean spirited way, but more in a “I know what you mean” kind of laugh. Getting even more personal, Ellie asked, “Does Freddy have a nice cock?!?” “Mmmmmm, yes,” Brenda sighed, “he’s very thick and about eight inches long.” Hearing how her daughter was sighing and moaning she offered, “You’re already addicted aren’t you, honey, I can tell from the sound of your voice.” “Yeah, I guess I am,” Brenda replied with a chuckle, “I just love seeing him hard and ready to fuck, it’s a real turn on.” “May I ask you a question,” Brenda said seriously?!? “Anything, baby,” her mother replied, “ask away.” “Do you like sucking daddy,” she asked?!? “Yes I do, your father has a large penis that even after al these years needs constant attention,” she replied softly, “and I have to admit that when I see him erect, I get the uncontrollable urge to satisfy his hunger.” “What about you Aunt E.,” Brenda questioned?!? “I’m in the same boat as your mother, kiddo,” Ellie replied, “when ever your Uncle Paul shows me his meat I just go to pieces and do what ever he asks.” “I have a confession to make, too,” Brenda said quietly, “Freddy is already calling me his little cock hound, cuz he says I can’t get enough of it.” “The two sisters nodded knowingly at each other until her mother replied, “That’s the way it is, dear, the women in our family are really just a bunch of cock hungry cunts and we all know it.

Jan could sense that her daughter was really in a lot of distress do to the intimate tone of their conversation so she asked carefully, “Brenda, dear, does your vagina need relief, it looks so open and aroused!?!” “Y-yes, mother,” she stammered, “I-I’m really in need of an orgasm, my pussy is absolutely on fire.” “Well,” Ellie said while jumping up off of the bed, “take my place and you can try out your new vibe for size.” Quickly the aunt and niece switched places, and the room again was filled with the buzzing of the plastic satisfier. “Oh, dear,” Brenda moaned, “t-this is much better than I ever would have ever imagined, my clit feels so swollen and full, in fact my whole pussy feels alive with excitement.” The two women watched the young girl manipulate the vibrator like an expert, while bringing herself closer and closer to the orgasm that would calm her aching cunt. Brenda, honey,” her mother whispered, “would you mind to terribly if your aunt and I masturbated along with you, both of our cunts are incredibly wet and puffed up!?!” Brenda’s eyes were now closed, and through clenched teeth she moaned, “G-go ahead, do your pussies with me, ohhhhhhhhh, I so fucking hot.” Now along with the telltale buzzing, was the sound of two very used and wet cunts, sloshing loudly with fingers being buried deep into needy muffies. Furiously the two women frigged their gaping cunts, while Brenda unashamedly began ramming the large vibe in and out of her tight little pussy with reckless abandon. It was as if all three of them were on the same train that racing over orgasm cliff. Brenda was the first to erupt, and she let go with a moan and a string of “oh fucks” that acted as a switch to her mother and aunt, as their own cunts constricted hard and climaxes roared through them like a tornado tearing apart a small frame house. After it was over, they all were panting like thirsty dogs when like a rifle shot, Freddy’s voice cracked the air with, “What in the hell is going on here.”

A frightened and embarrassed Brenda jumped up and went to her fiance’ and blubbered, “We, were, uh, we were just trying out, well, it’s like this, my aunt and mother were showing me how to………..” “I can see what you were doing,” Freddy said harshly, “and from now on I only want you cumming when I’m around, got it!?!” “Yes, dear,” she said while rubbing up against him with her naked body, “anything you say.” Right away they all could see it, a huge bulge had formed in the front of his pants, and true to the average male form, Freddy did nothing to try and hide his condition, instead, just like every man they had ever known, he quickly took over and said to the women, “You two sit there and be quiet, and you,” he said to Brenda, “pull it out and suck me off.” Brenda obediently slid to the floor in front of Freddy and unzipped his fly. Even though the two older women didn’t relish the thought of be ordered around by the young stud, they sat transfixed while Brenda extracted a truly huge erection from inside of his pants.

“See, mama,” Brenda said under her breath, “didn’t I tell you he was hung like a horse!?!” Both Ellie and Jan had already begun frigging their clits, while Jan answered her daughter, “Oh yes, dear, he has a simply beautiful penis, I can see why you always want to suck him off.” “You cunts shut up and let the little cock hound concentrate on my pecker, got it,” he said with an edge in his voice!?! “Yes, Freddy,” Jan and Ellie replied in unison, “anything you say.” By now Freddy’s dick was at its full tumescence, and Brenda, true to form, was sucking on the thick piece of manhood like it was the last one on earth. Freddy looked over at her masturbating mother and said, “Look at you little girl, bitch, she’s just another cock sucking bitch that can’t get enough.” It was the most vile talk she had heard in a long time, but instead of being repulsed, the sight of her daughter sucking the huge monster cock and hearing her stud berating both of them turned her on no end. “Okay, mama,” Freddy said shallowly, “I’m gonna fill your little girl’s mouth with a fucking huge fucking load, so watch her take it right in her fucking mouth.” A second or two later, Freddy grunted hard, while his cock spasmed into the mouth of the cute little cocksucker. As the cum dripped out around the corners of her mouth, both Ellie and Jan’s pussies exploded like sticks of TNT, leaving them both wrecked on the bedroom floor with their pussies gaping wide open and drenched with cunt juice.

While putting his cock back into his pants he gave Brenda a hard kiss on the mouth and said, “Now I know where my little cock hound gets it from, like mother like daughter, I always say,” and then giving Ellie a look add, “or like her aunt.”