1 comments/ 47845 views/ 7 favorites Kelly Monaco By: hopeolsonfan He's sitting in his room alone studying for exams when his cell vibrates again. He's annoyed because it's been ringing all night. He picks up the phone and sees that caller ID is blocked again. As he looks at the screen the icon for messages pops up so he checks in. He hears a soft feminine voice giggling then she says, "Hi, this is Kelly Monaco and I know you're home. Why won't you answer the phoooone?" She holds the "oh" in the word and never has it sounded so sexy. "Well I can't wait anymore. I'm coming up." He's not sure of the name he heard and so he presses replay. Just as he hears the words "Kelly Monaco" there's a knock at his door. He opens to see the real Kelly Monaco standing there before him. She's wearing a black shawl wrapped around her shoulders, tight black jeans, and high patent leather boots. As she strides into the room with confidence she pushes a large modeling portfolio into his hands. "Put that someplace for me, will you dear?" Kelly walks into the middle of the room and spins around as she tosses the shawl over a chair. She drops an expensive looking leather bag to the floor and smiles at him over her shoulder. Her shapely rear is pointing at him and she leans forward slightly. He can see the smooth supple skin on her waist above the tight pants. Covering her shoulders is an angora white sweater jacket he recognizes from a photo layout he's studied endlessly. He gulps with nervousness as she laughs realizing he's recognized the jacket. "I knew you were a fan," she squeals with pleasure. Kelly skips back across the room and taking his hands leads him to the couch. She strides around the apartment as if she lived there. "What are you doing here?" he manages to sputter. "Don't get any ideas. I'm just here for a little while; my driver and limo are waiting downstairs." She giggles enticingly and goes on as they sit facing each other on the couch. Kelly is still holding both his hands. "You see a girl can't help but be curious about what men think about her, so I took a peek at some of the internet stuff about me." His eyes are running up and down her body. She's still in the white sweater and underneath is a tight black shirt that covers to just below her firm round breasts. Just under the edge of the open sweater he sees two erect nipples pushing out through the clothes. She's sitting in front of him cross-legged and he watches her flat supple belly as she laughs. "A lot of the stuff was just icky and dumb, but on this one message board I kept reading the sweetest things about myself and they were from the same guy. So I just had to see if the guy is as wonderful as his words." "Well, am I?" he asked hopefully. "We'll see," Kelly laughs. "Oh, wait, I want to show you something." She jumps up and crosses back to the door to retrieve the modeling portfolio he had dropped on the floor. She bends at the waist to lift it and he's admiring her great ass. She looks up at him and smiles and gives her rear a little shake. Then with a giggle she stands quickly and her long dark hair flies up and back. Back on the couch she's sitting snuggly against him with the modeling portfolio in her lap She pertly undoes the ties and opens to the first large photo. "I want your opinion of these." He looks down to see the first shot of a spread he's never seen before. There's a shot of Kelly in a sheer white negligee. She has one leg kneeling on a bed and standing next to her is Nikki Schieler who's wearing powder blue panties and bra. "Oh, this was fantastic," Kelly squeals. "We were trying a new way to do a shoot here. The cameras were all set up around the bed and loaded with tons of film and they were set to keep going off while we posed. So there was nobody around and we really went wild." Kelly proceeds to narrate the action as she flips through the shots. "I was dressed first ... Opps, I guess I mean undressed. And when I saw Nikki come towards me I got real excited." In the shot Nikki's breasts looked like scoops of ice-cream in the blue bra. In the next frame Kelly was actually licking her lips. Nikki looked excited too. Kelly glances at the man as she turns to the next photo. Now Nikki and Kelly were hugging. Next they were laying on the bed together and Nikki was shot as she started to slide Kelly's negligee down off her shoulders. Kelly is grinning at his reaction to the erotic photos and each one is more revealing. In the next photo one of her breasts was out now and you could see the other nipple poking through the sheer material. Both were rock hard. Nikki was caught on film putting her hand under the exposed breast and gently caressing the base. Kelly looked like she was quivering and tingling all over. Another shot showed Kelly beginning to squirm out her outfit, and Nikki was pushing up the bottom to reveal the brunette's bush so the sheer fabric was gathered around her waist as her round breasts seemed to swell. These were not the typical girl on girl photos from Playboy. The next shots showed Kelly using her fingers on Nikki's shoulder straps and pulling them down her slim white arms. Her beautiful nipples seemed to jump out of their cups, erect and asking to be sucked. Kelly blushes they go through the next few frames. In these pictures Kelly leaned forward and darted her tongue over each in turn. In all the shots the girls were giggling and laughing. Nikki was stroking up and down Kelly's legs, then she had her fingers between her legs and they lightly brushed against her pussy. Kelly's brown eyes widened and so did Nikki's pretty blue ones. You could tell from the dewy bush that Kelly was getting turned on. Nikki now had her fingers in her mouth and she was giving Kelly a look of longing. Then the fingers were clearly inside of Kelly who looked like she was moaning. Nikki was running her fingers along the brunette's supple skin, heading back into her pussy. She put her other hand around Kelly's neck and leaned in to kiss her. Meanwhile Kelly used her hands to push Nikki's blue panties below her ass. Then Kelly lifted one of her legs to guide the panties all the way down the blonde's legs. She seemed to moan as Kelly's toes caressed her firm muscles. Then Nikki was caught as she plunged her fingers deep inside the other girl. Kelly looked like she was howling as she lay face up arching her back and lifting her hips to come up to meet Nikki as her fingers swam in my juices. She kept bucking rhythmically against the brunette as she forced her rear into the sheets. She knelt on top of Kelly as the tiny beauty thrashed wildly underneath her, Kelly's long brown hair flying tempestuously her head. Nikki was pumping her hard with her fingers. Her naked breasts seemed to be quivering with each stroke and her throbbing belly glimmered with sweat. Nikki was driving her tongue down her throat. She arched her back and she was sobbing and groaning; it was clear that these were shots of an authentic Kelly Monaco orgasm. Kelly rolled onto her side; her body glowed from head to toe with sweat and my pussy lips were parted and wet. The sheer white fabric hung dam over her waist and her nipples were blushing red. Her hair curled with dampness and in the last shot she was giving Nikki a sultry smile. "Ohmigod, these photos are so hot. I'm sorry. I'm sooo embarrassed now!" she says abruptly and sweeps the portfolio of erotic pictures off their lap. She turns to him and puts one hand on his leg and says, "We need to change the subject. Tell me about yourself? Did you read all these books?" At the same moment he crosses his legs in the hopes of hiding the erection he's had from the photos. But he looks down to find that instead he's squeezing Kelly's soft hand against his throbbing crotch. She sees it too and then their eyes meet. She leans into him and kisses him softly on the lips; her tongue flits out for just a brief second. But then she says, "No, wait!" and pushed herself to the other side of the couch. She looks at him a long moment and seems to be making a decision. Meanwhile he watches her with a bemused look on his face. There's no point in hiding his erection now. She nods her head and leaps up to find her bag. Pulling out her cell she presses in a call. "Hello, Karen? I'm going to be a little while." Kelly listens then giggles a moment. "Well, he is kind of cute," she says with a stage-whisper looking at the man and grinning. "I won't be too long.' She hangs up with a snap and just as suddenly says, "Don't get any wise ideas, buster." Then she gives him a soft smile. "I'm just here for a visit, remember." She sits Indian style on the floor in front of the couch. "I know! Let's play a game." "I don't have any games." "Not even a deck of cards?" While he looks Kelly leans back on her hands and begins to stretch her legs. Her long brown hair hangs under her and she shakes it like a mane. He returns to find her staring up at him with her belly bare and her breasts pushing up through her shirt. "I only know one game," she says seductively. "Great," he responds. "Oh, goodie," Kelly squeals as she jumps up. "I get the couch. But we have to agree to some rules. This is strip poker and there's no touching." Her voice turns prim and proper for a moment, "Remember, it is just a friendly card game." Then she grins devilishly. "Cut the deck. Quick." She has stretched her body on the couch and greedily takes up a card. "Queen of Hearts. How appropriate. I deal." Kelly loses the first hand. Laughingly she asks, "Now do the boots each count as a separate garment? No? I didn't think so. Well, here goes." She lays back on the couch and puts one leg straight in the air. Slowly she rolls up the soft leather revealing even through the jeans the shape of her athletic legs. She kicks off the boot and starts on the other one. Then with her legs still in the air she flexes her toes and stretches like a cat. She grabs the tip of her nylons and giving him a long seductive look she slowly pulls them off and tosses them in his face. "This is a bonus for you because you're so sweet." She loses the next hand too and the jacket is taken off. Again the cards are not in her favor and she fingers the top button of her jeans. "Tell you what. We'll cut the cards. If you win you get to take my pants off. I win and the pants stay on." Again she loses. "Oh, shoot!" But her smile seems to say that she was winning. She slowly wiggles toward him and takes his hand and brings it to her belly. She gives him a long sultry gaze as she sucks her thumbnail and with her other hand guides his fingers to the first button. He kneels in front of her as he slowly works the fastener. The jeans are so tight that the top springs open as the button is released. He folds the corners back and touches the supple flesh underneath. He puts one hand on her rear to steady her as she rocks before him. She has one hand on his shoulder and the other stroking his hair. He starts on the next button and the fabric seems to struggle to open in up and reveal her to him. With the top of the pants opening wider she sways more rhythmically clutching his hair in her hand. As he opens the last button she gasps, feeling his finger slide under the thong. She pulls his face into her firm belly and guides his hands back up to her waist. He begins to slowly pull the pants down over her hips. The fabric is almost a second skin as it peels away. His hands glide down her thighs and as he pulls the pants down past her knees she slides down into his lap. She tosses her legs in the air and he pulls the garment away from her ankles. "Remember, it is just a friendly card game." she growls in a low and sultry voice. Then she grins devilishly. "Deal again. Quick." She giggles as she takes up the cards. She stays in his lap and her shapely little body feels warm and tightly packed as she wiggles and writhes in his arms. She sucks in her breath as she realizes she lost yet again. She squirms in his lap and straightens her legs. She then slips the straps of her shirt off of her shoulders and quickly pushes the shirt down to her waist. Her round and firm breasts spring out and her eyes widened as she sees the pleasure and excitement in his face. She lifts her rear and slides the shirt under her bottom to push it toward her knees. As she does this her hand brushes against his throbbing erection. The hand pauses there and her lips part with anticipation. She gives them a little lick. Watching his eyes she pulls the shirt all the way off. "I better deal," she breathes huskily. She sighs as she shows him her next losing hand. She stands up and hooks a thumb on either side of the thong and slowly pushes down. "Wait a sec. It looks like you had six cards. We have to deal over!" she giggles. She jumps on the couch and deals the cards again. . Now she begins to win. "Poor baby," she murmurs as she wriggles back into her tight shirt. When she wins back her jeans she wiggles her tight little ass in his face and laughs. She nods to his swelling erection and says, "I better button these myself." After she wins her boots again she says, "I'm not ready for these yet. We better stop playing cards now. You know you been hustled don't you? You've been such a good sport." With that she takes his hand and lifts him off the floor. Kelly's about a foot shorter than him and her face is buried in his chest. She looks up at him hungrily and he bends down to kiss her. She slides her hand down the back of his trousers as they kiss and pulls his erection against her bare belly. He's running his hands up and down her writhing body. Their tongues explore with excitement but she suddenly swallows and pushes him to arms length. He moans and she moves towards him. "I'm sorry, baby. I don't mean to be a tease. I just want to get to know you." She looks around the room which is filled with books jammed on shelves and piled around the room. Her eyes sparkle with inspiration. "Why don't you read to me?" Her voice rings with exhilaration. "What do you want to hear?" "I'd love some poetry." "I have John Keats here." She giggles and spreads herself on the couch. Her eyes follow him around the room as he looks for the book. Her lips tremble slightly and she touches her pussy lightly. As he returns with the volume of poems she smiled sexily. "Come sit here so I can put my head on your lap. She snuggles into his lap with her warm cheek resting on his thighs. She listens to him recite, Yes, I will be thy priest, and build a fane In some untrodden region of my mind, Where branched thoughts, new grown with pleasant pain, Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind: Far, far around shall those dark-cluster'd trees Fledge the wild-ridged mountains steep by steep; And there by zephyrs, streams, and birds, and bees, The moss-lain Dryads shall be lull'd to sleep; And in the midst of this wide quietness A rosy sanctuary will I dress With the wreath'd trellis of a working brain, With buds, and bells, and stars without a name, With all the gardener Fancy e'er could feign, Who breeding flowers, will never breed the same: And there shall be for thee all soft delight That shadowy thought can win, A bright torch, and a casement ope at night, To let the warm Love in! She sighs at the end, hypnotized by the beauty of the words. She turns to him and realizes that he has the book closed and is speaking from memory. She sighs again and turns her face to him and reaches for his belt. She can't look into his eyes and stays focused on undoing the buckle. Then her fingers begin to open his fly. She slowly works the zipper and she seems to shutter as his pants open. She pauses and looks up at him and she sucks her thumb nail demurely. She then licks all her fingers and pushes her hot wet hand into his trousers. He leans back and groans as the fingers burrow in, searching for his cock. They wrap around the quivering shaft and she slides it out into the air. Leaning into him she works her tongue on the base of the shaft and licks greedily up to the tip. Finally she opens her mouth wide and dives unto his cock trying to get it all down her throat in one gulp. She swallows more of him, digging her fingers into his back. Her soft brown hair is bouncing lightly as her mouth begins to slurp up and down his shaft. He can barely move and he holds her shoulders and she sucks more franticly. Suddenly she stiffens and shakes as she starts to feel his hot thick juices shoot down into the deepest part of her throat. She gulps and swallows as he comes in hot waves. She's afraid she can't hold it all in but she keeps sucking. The up and down motion of her head slows but she keeps sucking steadily and tightens her lips as they run along his shaft. She senses that he's finally empty and she releases him with a satisfied smacking noise as her mouth comes off the tip. "Wow! Where did that come from?" she squeaks. She climbs up into his lap and starts to unbutton his shirt. He shakes himself and looks at this beautiful woman tearing at his clothes. He runs his hand up her sides and works them under her shirt to grab her nipples. She pulls his shirt off and lifts her own so he can get his mouth on her breasts. Her ass is squirming in his lap and driving him insane. He grabs the fabric of her tight fitting shirt and rips it open. Kelly groans and leans back and pulls him on top of her. As he climbs on her she pushes his pants down around his knees and wraps her legs around him for a moment. They are hugging and rocking and he is struggling to reach down to open her pants. Instead she takes his cock and draws it up between her breasts. She takes his two hands and presses them against her nipples and guides so that he is squeezing her fabulous mounds on his now rock hard shaft. Then her hands grip his ass and guide him up and down. As the tip of his cock touches her chin she licks it quickly with her tongue. As he pulls back she squeezes his ass to thrust him forward. "Ooh, this is nice," Kelly moans. "But don't go too far yet. I want this to last awhile." They sway in this position for a few more moments and his motions are becoming more frenzied. She is trying to steady him with her hands. "Sssh," she whispers. "Go easy, Easy. Easy." She slowly worms her way out from under him and pats him on his rear. "Look at us, will you," she laughs lustily, :"We're a mess." She rubs his back and tells him to find some candles. "I'll be right back!" she sings out and picking up her bag she skips to the bathroom. When Kelly steps out of the bathroom she walks into the light of a dozen candles. He's sitting relaxed on the couch in nothing but his boxers. He gasps when he sees her. All she is wearing is that short white angora jacket and a flimsy sheer white mini-slip. She looks at him shyly as she takes tiny slow steps toward the couch. Kelly stands between his legs and leisurely turns around. With her back to him she slides the jacket off her shoulders and bends down. Her rear wiggles in his face and he presses his cheek against it. She keeps turning and he finds himself facing her pussy. He lifts the white slip and begins to lick her inner thigh. She pushes away and presses down the slip, but then she slides onto his lap and guides his hungry mouth to her throbbing nipples. He starts to suck and she leans back and moans. Then she begins to groan as she sees another woman enter the room. The woman is tall and stately, another brunette goddess. She's wearing high-heeled shoes and sheer black knee high stockings. Her tight black leather mini-skirt can barely cover the juicy round plump ass. The leather jacket is open to her navel and her large firm breasts are straining to get out. She surveys the room, taking in the books and her eyes rest on Kelly and the man intertwined on the couch. "Have you been a naughty girl again?" she chuckles. Kelly moans again but it a moan of pleasure. "That's Karen McDougal," she says huskily, "She likes to pretend she's my driver. She's also a big bully. You've got to help me." Kelly wraps herself around the man and trembles as the taller girl stands over them. "Don't let her hurt me." Kelly moans. Kelly Monaco But Karen is still laughing. Her blue eyes widen as they notice Kelly's nylons where they were tossed earlier. She bends down to pick them up and as she does her skirt pulls up to reveal nothing on underneath. She grins taking in the admiration of the man's face. Then she takes the nylons and begins to tie them to Kelly's wrists. Kelly is moaning and sobbing now. "No, no, no," she begs over and over. The man is stunned and Karen keeps laughing heartily. "Don't worry, she always gets this way," Karen says, "Now come along." She tugs on the nylon bonds on Kelly's wrists and she grabs the front of his boxers and walking backwards she guides them to the bedroom. Kelly is struggling and pulling against her captor and her moans get louder. "We're going to have to do something about that," Karen says sternly but with a smile. She looks around the room and spots Kelly's bag. "I'll bet you brought it with you!" she squeals. She reaches in and takes something out. She pops a little ball into Kelly's mouth and deftly straps the gag tightly. Now Kelly's brown eyes are open with fear and she is screaming and wailing into the gag. Kelly pulls and twists, fighting against the slow progress to the bedroom. Karen pauses for a moment as she slides one of her hands into the man's boxers to give his cock a squeeze. "I want you to wait right here." She then lifts the smaller girl up like a doll. Kelly's long brown hair flies in the air, landing on Karen's shoulders. The tiny beauty looks pleadingly back at the man as the tall goddess takes her prisoner to the bed. Karen drops Kelly gently onto the sheets. "I hope these are clean," she calls out to the man. Then she takes each of Kelly's arms and ties them to the head of the bed. Kelly is now moaning and whimpering staring with panic at the stately playmate. Karen puts one of her long legs onto the bed and slowly removes her stockings. The whole time she is smiling at the man. She then takes Kelly's legs and ties each to the foot of the bed. Everything is suddenly still. Kelly is on her back, tied spread-eagle to the bed. Karen is standing triumphantly above her. The man is in the doorway with his huge cock bulging out of his shorts. Karen looks around and says, "What I need now is one of your belts." Kelly begins to scream again in panic. She is thrashing and bucking against her bonds. Karen is searching and she spots the man's trousers on the floor. "Perfect!" She pulls out the belt and snaps it in the air, "Perfect," she purrs again and gestures to the man. "Come along. We have work to do." Snapping the belt like a lion tamer she marches back into the bedroom. Kelly is now silent and still. Her eyes glow as they follows Karen around the room. She winces with each crack of the whip and struggles to hold herself rigid. "You see Kelly can be a naughty girl. A naughty, naughty girl." The belt slaps the sheets, just glancing on Kelly's side. Kelly remains rigid but begins to groan again. "She's such a tease. So beautiful. Isn't she? Look at those gorgeous breasts." Crack and the belt just touches the tip of a nipple setting off more screams. Now Kelly loses all control as she twists and pulls. Her legs kick up and down on the bed as far as the ties allow and she is crying with fear. Yet she is also looking at Karen with adoring eyes. "Now, I'm sort of a super hero. I rescue men from her clutches. Don't I baby?" And Karen sits at the head of the bed and is kissing Kelly's salty tears. She lays the belt along Kelly's torso and jiggles it like a snake. Kelly is now gyrating rhythmically and she is moaning in a low whisper. "So I better start rescuing." She gets up and pushes the man on the bed. He falls across Kelly's waist but before he can get up Karen is straddling him. One of her hands is pushing down his shorts; the other she first puts in her mouth then her wet fingers grasp his growing cock and stand it straight up as she lowers herself onto him. As the first inch enters her she pauses and looks at Kelly. Karen smiles and says, "I hope I can save some for you." She sighs with pleasure as her rear touches the bottom of the hard shaft now impaling her. She rolls her hips in a slow, sultry dance. Now she and Kelly are both moaning. Karen starts to lift herself up along the cock inside her, slowly and smoothly at first. Short gentle bursts. But steadily she increases the pace and soon she is sliding up and down like a piston. She's opened her jacket and her breasts are bouncing up and down in a dance. She is watching Kelly's perfect breasts vibrate with excitement. Karen's moans become howls. "Look at me bitch. Look at me go. Yes." The man feels Kelly writhing beneath him and he watches Karen bucking up and down as if riding a bull. He keeps plunging in deeper and he feels Karen's juices pour over him. Suddenly he sits up and with one final surge he explodes into her as he grabs her waist and starts sucking her nipples. Karen looks at him lovingly then she glances at Kelly. She climbs over the man and lays next to her gorgeous captive. "I'm going to take the gag out, sweetie. Are you ready? Do you know what I want you to do?" Kelly nods eagerly. Gently Karen lifts her head and removes the gag. She hands it to the man. "We're going to need this again so keep alert." She then begins to cover Kelly's face and chest with light soft kisses. As she moves down Kelly's trim little body she comes to the sheer white slip. "This is cute," Karen says. She then rips it off of Kelly's body. Karen continues to cover Kelly with kisses. When she reaches her pussy Karen shifts her body so her own pussy lips are pressing against Kelly's mouth. Kelly lifts her head and begins to lick and suck, ravenous for all the juices inside. Karen covers Kelly's entire pussy with her mouth and Kelly can feel her tongue working itself up into her. Because Kelly is so tiny Karen has to arch her back up and the motion of Kelly's rocking forces Karen's tongue in deeper. Both mouths keep slurping and sucking, lips and tongues working in unison. Both bodies shake back and forth as wave after wave of orgasm hits each beautiful woman. The rhythm increases for a while and then slowly diminishes. Kelly's head falls back. She is exhausted but has a satisfied smile. Karen, however much she has come already, is not finished yet. She rolls over and takes the gag from the man and slides it back into Kelly's mouth. Kelly opens her eyes to plead for mercy but Karen picks up the ripped slip and uses it as a blindfold. Kelly feels her legs being untied and she is rolled onto her belly. Suddenly the belt comes down on her ass with a loud smack. The man watches in a trance as Karen McDougal begins to whip and flog Kelly Monaco. Karen has tossed away the jacket but she still wears the black leather mini-skirt. Her nipples seem to harden with every blow she gives her captive. She is whipping in a frenzy of joy and cruelty as Kelly thrashes and bucks. She continues to scream and wail into the gag and she feels herself coming as each blow smacks her tender bottom. Her rear is raw and red but still looks delicious. As abruptly as it started the beating stops. Karen pushes the man onto the bed as she unties Kelly's hands. With the bonds still on her wrists and ankles Kelly feels Karen's strong arms lift her. She then feels the head of man's cock as Karen lowers the diminutive Kelly onto the long hot shaft. She gives a short little cry as she feels the hot tip pierce the lips of her soaking pussy and starts to whimper softly as she's lowered down along the shaft. Supporting herself with her knees she begins to roll her hips, massaging the cock in side her. Karen is holding Kelly's arms above her head and the man is pawing her raw nipples; he can't stop squeezing and kneading her perfectly formed breasts. The man is now thrusting into Kelly and Kelly bounces along his shaft with each push. Karen has dropped her arms and she is using her hands to scratch the man's chest. Because she's still blindfolded Kelly can't see Karen's blue eyes twinkle with joy as she watches the playmate being fucked. Kelly and the man have a rhythm down. She lifts herself all along his impaling rod and just before the tip slips out she plunges down. With each plunge he finds himself deeper insider her. She's moaning, then screaming into the gag but her cheeks are flush with exhilaration. The man watches her wild brown hair fly around her shoulders and brush against her quivering breasts. He almost wishes he could see her eyes as he starts to flow into her. Kelly can feel the hot liquid exploding in her pussy but she keeps bouncing up and down; the juices from her orgasm are mixing with his and her screams have become a blissful groaning. She squeezes him with her thighs searching for every drop of his load. Suddenly she feels Karen's warm moist hands as one slips into her crotch and wraps around the cock still throbbing inside her. Karen's other hand is on Kelly's rear. She can't see it but she can hear Karen give the cock one long greedy slurp as Karen then twists her tongue into Kelly's overflowing snatch. Kelly falls limp and Karen gobbles and swallows with glee. Kelly begins to come again and Karen sucks it all up. Finally she lifts Kelly and pushes her down onto the bed. She quickly removes the blindfold and looks at her tender captive with a delighted grin. "Wow, that was fun wasn't it? But I'm not ready to call it a night yet. Are you?" Kelly looks up at her mistress with bleary eyes; she knows it's useless to resist. Karen takes Kelly's arms and ties them over her head to the bed. She checks the gag. "Not to tight I hope." But Karen doesn't wait for a response. In a dreamy haze Kelly's eyes follow her around the room as she bustles about rearranging things. Karen has found a full length mirror and she positions it in front of a chair. Taking the man by his rod she guides him to the chair. She then begins to do a slow sensuous dance in front of him. All she is wearing is the leather mini-skirt and she sexily pulls down the zipper. As she writhes the skirt slowly glides over her moist skin and falls to the floor. Karen kicks it away with a laugh and turns and shakes her plump round ass in his face. As she wiggles she locks her eyes onto Kelly's. Karen speaks to the man but she never stops looking at her captive on the bed. "Isn't this a great ass? I haven't met a man yet who hasn't want to spank me and fuck me that way." She giggles. "I guess a few have...Ok, more than a few." She's bent down and picked up the black leather skirt and starts to roll it into a long thick tube. She's still staring into Kelly's eyes as she tests the leather by slapping it against her own leg. She smiles wickedly handing the man this new weapon as she climbs across his lap. The mirror is positioned so Karen can watch herself and Kelly at the same time. Karen reaches down and tightly grips two legs of the chair. She tosses her hair back and whispers, "Do your worst, big boy." The leather comes down across her sweet plump ass with a solid 'whap.' Karen grins and grips more tightly to the chair. "Again," she whispers hoarsely. Another blow falls, then another. Her gorgeous buns glow pink then red and Karen begins to thrash and writhe in his lap lifting her rear into each fall of the leather then slapping her pelvis into his crotch. She howling and laughing and still watching Kelly's beautiful brown eyes. Kelly can only stare in silence and fear. Karen looks like a wild bucking bronco as her head shoots up and down and her hair flies wildly. Her legs are kicking and her pelvis grinds into him. He can feel her juices dripping on his crotch. Her ass is now ruby red and her knuckles are white as her fingers squeeze the legs of the chair. Still the leather comes down again and again. Karen's laughter and howls seem endless. But with a crash the chair splits apart and they fall to the floor. Karen is still laughing as she stands and strokes her tender bottom. She shakes her now burning buns at Kelly and grins. Still looking at Kelly, Karen address the man as he struggles to his feet. "This is usually the point where you do it in my ass. And Kelly has seen this a few times. I have to admit, I've done guys that way." Karen has picked up the mirror and she's walking towards the bed. "You know Kelly has never done that. Never had a nice fat cock in her sweet little bottom." Karen is arranging the mirror by the side of the bed. Kelly is beginning to panic as she listens to the tall and beautiful playmate talk. "Kelly girl's never had it through the back door." Karen is undoing the bonds and with a deft motion she pulls Kelly across the bed so she's face down with the mirror at her head. Her pretty little rear end, so admired by Karen is out and exposed as her legs dangle over the other side. "Don't you think Kelly should have it in the ass? Shouldn't the beautiful playmate Kelly Marie Monaco feel your hot cock bursting inside her ass? Don't you want to?" With these words Kelly begins to shake and pull against the cords; her pleading screams are muffled by the gag. Karen is gently stroking Kelly's rear. "You know the thing about butt fucking is that if the two people can get it together it's really the best. But it's kind of sad too." Kelly is moaning and crying now. She can see herself in the mirror and she watches as Karen lovingly caresses her pulsating bottom. "It almost always means the end of the orgy. Because it's, you know, a little dirty." She laughs lightly. "Once a cock has been in an asshole it's got to be cleaned up real good before it goes anywhere else. The other funny thing. Guys always fuck you in the ass after coming in your pussy and coming in your mouth. A lot of guys, by time they get to your ass, they take a long, long, long time to come. What about you, handsome? How long will it take you to come in my Kelly girl. I bet it will take an hour." Now Kelly screams again and her screams don't stop. Karen kisses her rear tenderly. Then moves her mouth onto the man's rod. She gives it a few slurps to get it hard and wet and then places it on the crack of Kelly's ass. Kelly is still screaming and trying to kick back but she's pressed between the man and the bed. Karen smiles at her in the mirror as her hand guides the cock head just to the edge of Kelly's asshole. Kelly throws back her head and her whole body tightens. She feels the first inch sink into her. "That's the secret when you have a virgin," Karen instructs. "Guys like to drill right in, but it takes finessing." She guides a little more in using one hand to hold Kelly steady from the waist down as the rest of her body writhes in panic. Slowly he slides more and more in until his whole impaling shaft is swallowed up in her ass. He pulls back a touch and then pushes in again. Karen sighs and falls back on the bed next to Kelly. She slips one hand under Kelly's belly and the fingers slide down in search for the captive girl's clit. Karen's other hand is stroking her hair. She whispers, "You're a good girl Kelly. You're being so good. Just ride with it. Oh, you look so good." The man is now holding Kelly's legs and follows her body as it bucks and bends against him. He starts to feel her pushing into him in response and they have finally gotten into a coordinated rhythm. Her ass seems to hungrily seek him out each time he pulls back and he drills in harder and deeper. Kelly's screams are turning into moans. She seems in a trance as Karen keeps repeating, "You're so good. You're being so good." She can feel Karen's fingers digging into her pussy and she looks at her own face in the mirror as she begins to come. She's too exhausted and dizzy and lays limp and languid as the man still pumps away. Karen pulls out her fingers and let's Kelly suck off her own juices. The man still drills into her ass but he's looking dizzy too. Karen leaps from the bed and stands behind him to give him support. She uses her hands to hold his cock in Kelly's ass. "Oh, you've got to come. Pretty little Kelly needs to feel it flowing in her ass." With that he gasps and starts to pour inside of Kelly. She feels the heat and her body tightens trying to hold him in. He keeps coming as Karen giggles and Kelly moans. Finally the two collapse on the bed next to Kelly. But Karen seems to have endless energy. She pulls the man up and pushes him toward the shower. "You need to clean that thing up. I'll take care of Kelly girl." She laughs and shoves him away. "Don't forget to use lots of soap," she yells as he closes the door. Karen turns to Kelly. "Oh, my pretty baby. You did great." She is gently undoing the ties and she lifts Kelly onto the bed and into her lap. She careful removes the gag and Kelly gulps in air. She feels her body quiver as she's cuddled in Karen's arms. "Oh, My, God," she gasps. "What have you done to me?" Karen only laughs. "Why don't you lay back and get some rest? I've got some unfinished business." She leaves the bed and strides confidently towards the shower. Kelly bleary with bliss crawls to the center of the bed and wraps a blanket around her tingling body. Karen walks right into the bathroom and without hesitating steps right into the shower. She embraces the man and kisses him wildly. He leans down and sucks her nipples which are hard and red with excitement. She turns around and uses one hand to hold the shower nozzle so she can steady herself. She uses the other hand to lather up his cock with soap. She then pulls it into her own ass. He responds by ramming right into her. In mere seconds their thrusting and pushing is synchronized and they are fucking wildly. Karen wants to scream put she doesn't want to disturb Kelly's rest. But this is a quick fuck. In a matter of minutes they both come. Karen pulls him off and soaps him down again. She washes and scrubs his whole body. Finally, she wraps a towel around him and orders him to say good night to Kelly. He walks quietly into the other room and is surprised to see her still awake. She lifts up her arms to greet his embrace as he climbs on top of her. She lifts her legs around him and crosses her ankles against his rear. "Let's go nice and slow," she whispers sultrily into his ear. His cock slips right in and they begin to rock back and forth. Kelly is kissing his face and her mouth finds his; her tongue seems to follow the motions of his shaft inside her. They keep rocking this way until Kelly's body begins to shake in a spasm of orgasms, waves of energy pour through her as her honey juices flow onto his cock. Now he comes too and Kelly squeezes her legs in an effort to wring him dry. Her body straightens and vibrates in one last insane orgasm and she yells out, "Holy shit!" but then covers her mouth in embarrassment. There's a tingling laugh and Karen comes bounding into the room wrapped in a white towel. "Isn't this fun?" she squeals. She leaps on the bed and standing over the other two she drops the towel revealing her muscled body glistening from the warm shower. "OK, who's going to do me now?" she asks. Thus it goes all night. In the morning he wakes up alone, not sure if it was a dream. But he finds on the headboard two black sheer stockings, a torn black shirt, and the ripped up white slip.