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Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.01

By: Tangledskein



"Sorry dear," said Mrs Christian, "you know my hearing is not the best these days, can you say that again?"

"Sure thing," replied Rebecca as she leaned even further across the counter to bring her mouth nearer to the dear old lady she was trying to help. "What I said was; charges only get applied to your account if you overdraw on your funds. You will receive an account charge of 6.50 and then you will also be charged debit interest on whatever the negative balance is. Do you understand?"

"Oh yes, yes, dear, I'm deaf, not senile. Well I think I'm not senile. Do you think you know if you're senile?" The old lady rambled on. Rebecca smiled; she had been working at this branch of the bank for three years now and just loved dealing with the sweet old ladies that came to the enquiries counter. "Well," she said, "I'm sure that you are not going senile at all Mrs Christian, for one, you're just not old enough." The old lady smiled at her.

Sitting behind her, was her co-worker Connor. He also manned the enquiries counter and between them both, they could usually cover off most of the problems that customers came up with. There was one problem however that Connor could not deal with, and he was looking at it right now. Before him Rebecca Vaaing stood leaning over the counter talking to a customer. Her beautifully rounded bum was encased in a slightly shorter than regulation skirt which much to his pleasure and chagrin had ridden high on her thighs leaving very little to his imagination; but more than enough to keep him titilated. Her long legs just seemed to go on forever punctuated at one end by black stilettos and at the other he could only fantasise about. But he was sure a pert firm pear of a bum was under that skirt and panties. "I wonder if she's wearing any," he thought. One question however that always had him guessing, was did she wear tights or stockings; a question which had now been answered. With the skirt having ridden so high, her stocking tops were on full display; indeed just visible above was the alabaster of her thighs. The black lace filigree of the stocking tops he found to bea complete distraction. The hold-ups squeezing on her toned thighs, a giveaway sign that had had him guessing since she had started at the bank. He knew her ample 34c breasts would be pressed hard against the counter, the thought made him visualise himself pushing up behind her, as his weapon entered Rebecca's delicious folds as her long black hair fell down over her back like black gold, making him want to grasp it and pull her harder onto him.

Rebecca looked over her shoulder at him, rolling her eyes and smiling, they had developed many private signals over the years for customers, but he had never been able to give her the most important signal of all; that he wanted her. That he wanted her this minute. That his body responded; as it was right now, to her curves, her smell, her sexy voice, the gloss of her hair and those rose-bud lips. Her crystal blue-green eyes, seemed to say so much more than her words; but what if he was just reading too much into that? He did not want to ruin his friendship with her. That would be devastating. 

As Rebecca continued to talk to the customer he looked down at himself. Proud of his toned muscular body and more so of his prized possession; he was at the moment more than a little disappointed that he could not control his desire, a desire that was right now ruining the cut of his trousers. He had taken some photos of his friend before but had never been able to get such a revealing or intimate shot as this. Although it made him feel like a perv, he could just not resist the temptation and took out his phone to run off a few shots as Rebecca shifted her weight from one leg to the other. Content that he had a few good pictures he set it to video and recorded the delightful scene in front of him. He could imagine holding onto those luscious feminine hips, or better still, kneeling behind her and teasing her as she tried to deal with a customer. Pulling aside her panties to dip in a finger, "no...... stop, you will never get him under control if you continue to think like that!" He thought.

"Now then dear," said Mrs Christian, "I have a letter from the Bank that I need you to explain to me please."

"Of course Mrs Christian, just show me what is confusing you." As the old dear rummaged through her bag she continued to talk, "I know it's in here somewhere. Oh dear, perhaps I am going senile after all?" Rebecca leaned across the counter even more to try and look into the ladies bag. In doing so she gave Connor more than he could have wished for, this close to Christmas, an early Christmas present. Before him Rebecca had pulled herself across the counter further, one of her legs outstretched before him with just the toe of her shoe on the ground. The other she had raised behind her. Her legs were poetry; encasing them in the sheer black nylon material of the stockings only enhanced their perfection in his eyes, but it was the flame red of her panties that had him almost coming. The surprise of what he saw made him gasp. The silken material tightly moulded to her most intimate parts; sinking deeply into her moist valley. The white milkiness of her upper thighs called out to Connor, making him rub his hand across the hardness at his crotch. His other hand shook as he took a few more photos, before he lost his composure altogether and dropped the phone onto his desk. Rebecca looked back at him and smiled, mouthing "are you ok?" He just smiled back nodding. "God, get a grip" he thought.

Rebecca finally dealt with Mrs Christian and walked back over to Connor. At the back of their desk was a wooden panel, which offered them some degree of privacy from customer scrutiny. The panel extended to about Connor's stomach in height and Rebecca crossing her arms leant upon it. The move, he thought, could only be one of design, because it had the effect of presenting her breasts to Connor in such a way that would make any push-up bra manufacturer proud. "I can tell you were enjoying that," she said. "Weren't you?"

"Miss V," he said using one of his pet names for her, "at one point there, I was going to give you a helping hand, but then I thought, you had it covered, though to be fair, just barely covered!" Both of their conversations were full of double meaning, neither knowing which the other truly meant. Connor struggled to keep his eyes off the well-rounded orbs in front of him, and looked up into her crystalline jade eyes, "ok Becca next time I see you in that predicament, I will come over and give you what you want, how's that?"

"Uh huh, make sure you do." Rebecca squirmed behind the wooden panel. Thinking on his words and their possible meaning or better still what she wanted them to mean really did not help. She was glad that the wall separated her from him. Every time he spoke those pet names he had for her, it caused the same reaction. It made her insides churn and created a burning sensation that spread to her loins and had her juices flowing. Indeed if he were to see her knickers right now, he would probably see a wet patch beginning to develop in line with her arousal. For his point, Connor was also grateful she stayed that side of the desk, because his manhood was not under control at all, and at the moment was making him very uncomfortable. 

Looking at her breasts again quickly, he could see a slight flush developing and wondered if he had been too forward with his words, embarrassing Becca. He decided to back off a bit. "Anyway," he said, "got another customer, would you mind?" He was in no position to stand up just now; his rampant cock seemed to be calling out to Becca of its own accord.

As Becca turned her back to deal with the customer, Connor quickly undid his zip and stuffed his hand in to grasp hold of his cock. He adjusted its position in his boxers so that it did not feel so uncomfortable, and he hoped it was not as visible. He decided not to check the pictures out on his phone until later, as he wanted to try and get this monster of his under control and anyway, Rebecca might catch him at it. By the time she returned he was hard at work concentrating on some of the personal loan applications he had in front of him. He barely looked up as she sat beside him, her thigh appearing to accidentally make contact with his under the desk. He didn't respond, he couldn't, for fear of making a move based on wrong assumptions.

Becca was disappointed that they could not continue their conversation. She didn't know whether to tell him that she was well aware of what she had been showing him, or that she could see in the banking hall mirror opposite, that he had been taking pictures of her little "display"? She hoped desperately that he felt the same way about her as she did about him, but as time went by and he made no move on her, she was beginning to wonder if she appealed to him at all. Of course, she could always take this to another level? Looking sideways at his crotch, it did appear that there was a larger than normal bulge there. After all she should know, having studied it whenever she could. Perhaps he did actually find her attractive?

Looking at the clock, it was nearly closing time and right on queue their assistant manager came by. "OK guys," she said, "time to lock up. Connor would you do the honours on the doors and then help Rebecca lock up the safes downstairs and prepare the night safe too. I have to rush off so can you take a set of keys each and I'll see you in the morning." Mrs Wainstrom was a 35 year old trained accountant that had worked for the bank since leaving school. She was a fair minded individual that could be harsh when needed. She dressed properly at all times as dictated by the decorum of the bank, even with her underlying degree of sophistication, there was a certain sexuality about her that Becca had picked up on ages ago. Her hair was always tied back and perfectly presented. Her nails always professionally prepared. From Becca's point of view, she seemed to favour Connor. Always smiling at him and holding his emerald green eyes when in conversation. Becca also noted that she touched his arm a lot, whether it was her familiar way or whether she just plain fancied him, Becca wasn't sure. It did look like she had a possible rival there though?

As Connor went out into the banking hall to shut up, Becca signalled him that she would meet him downstairs at the vaults, and nipped off to the bathrooms. Inside she carefully applied fresh lip-stick and made sure that her hair was combed and in place, then with a wicked smile on her face, she ran her hands up under her skirt and with a little wiggle, removed her panties; not at all surprised at how wet they had become with her vaginal juices. She put them in her bag. She then bent down and pulled on her stockings, running her hands from calf to thigh, finally pulling on the stocking tops to make sure they were fully tight on her legs. Pulling down her skirt, she presented herself to the mirror and was pleased with what she saw.

Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.02



When Becca got down to the main office, Connor was just seeing the last customers out of the bank, so she quickly ran down the stairs to the vault to make sure that she could position everything the way she wanted it. Her move she knew would come when they were preparing the night safes. She positioned the two chairs, that they would use whilst making up the boxes, so that they faced each other and she made sure that she sat with the light facing her so that nothing was in shadow. Then she waited. 

Connor clattered down the stairs like he was on a promise, he wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible and join the boys for a drink. It was Friday and that in his book was party time! He saw that Becca was already seated and ready to help so he went to the night safes and started pulling them out. Crouching down as he was, when he swung round each time to hand the box to Becca, he was confronted and confounded by those lovely legs, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Just gotta get through this," he thought to himself. "Hold your resolve." 

As those words reverberated through the many channels of his mind, they were suddenly blown to the four winds. He had just started to say, "well Becca V, what are your plans for toni..." when right in front of him Becca swivelled in her chair to put one of the boxes behind her, and in doing so parted her delicious thighs sufficiently enough for him to be able to see right up her skirt. The light in the little room had almost been placed there perfectly for everything to be visible to him. He could see that her black pubic hair had been shaped into a heart and was neatly trimmed. He could even see the petals of her lips that in this light appeared to be glistening as if wet. 

Immediately his cock sprang into full erection, throbbing in urgency. He could feel that his state of arousal had simply begun where it had left off from earlier. He knew that a mere touch on his cock now, and he would explode.

Becca had turned back; she could see that Connor was encapsulated by her pussy. He was now hers, her plaything, and her tool, to use however she wanted. She looked at the front of his trousers and knew that she could not leave here without getting a hand on what lay beneath.

She stood, removing the view from Connor, but still he stared at her pubic mound as if he could see through her skirt. "I'm just going to get started on the safes," she said. Connor did not respond. "Connor...CONNOR!" He looked up at her, his face was flushed and he seemed awkward and shy all of a sudden. "I'm just going to start on the safes, come and find me when you are done."

"Urgh sure," he croaked. "I'll be right there Becca V."

She shivered as he mentioned her pet name again, why; why did it have that effect on her? Or was it just his deep voice, could he say anything to her at this moment and make her insides drip with juices? She walked quickly across to the table which was push up against the iron railings. She grabbed the cable ties from her bag tying first her right leg to the table then the left, then as she had earlier upstairs; she lay across the table with her pert arse presented for Connor to see when he entered through the doorway. Lifting her skirt to lay across her back she put her hands through the railings and slipped the cable tie over them, pulling it tight with her teeth. She knew that given an excuse, or enough time to think about this she would probably back out.

This was not like her at all, throwing herself at a man. But God she needed this one. Besides, with the final click of the cable tie, there was no way of getting out of this now. Her hands and legs were fully secured. "God what if he just went and left me here, who would find me in the morning?"

That thought disappeared when she heard the gasp and Connor's footsteps approaching her from the doorway. "God, oh God I need him," her brain screamed, "I need to feel his hands caressing me, his hot lips upon me and his stiff cock inside me. I just hope he wants me too?" 

"Becca V, what's going on?" he said without his usual air of nonchalance.

Becca could feel her pussy contract as he spoke and some of her now copious juice trickled down her leg to the stocking top. She had never been this wet before! "I saw you taking photos of me when I was with Mrs Christian. I saw the bulge in your pants; I saw that you couldn't take your eyes off of my tits. Well now I'm all yours. And the first thing you will do is take more pictures of me tied up like this; then I want you to fuck me, hard!"

She had never before used such language, certainly not to a man, but then she had never tied herself down in front of one, knickerless, either! Becca V was about to apologise when she felt Connor move nearer. She tried to look behind her but realised she had truly done a good job trussing herself up. It was impossible.

Connor looked at the vision before him. His friend, the girl he had been lusting after since the very day she started at the bank; his Becca V, was now spread-eagled across a table before him, commanding him to do all of the things that he had only dreamed of. Her legs were spread wide and each was secured to a table leg. Her hands had been secured through the railings. She was completely immobilised and helpless. Better than this however, her superb arse was entirely exposed and waiting for him, completely at his disposal.

As he took his fill of erotic photos of Becca, his arousal just kept increasing until nigh-on bursting point. If there was one thing guaranteed to get him going, it was taking a woman from behind. He loved the power of this position. A woman wearing stockings and prone before him, awaiting his bidding; was more than he could have wished for. That woman being Becca V, well that was like an answered prayer.



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.03



Becca V's pussy was now aching so much she could almost cry. By now, were she alone or somewhere convenient, she would have to be masturbating to bring herself off, or having it done for her. She had not experienced this level of sexual tension/pleasure before. In fact, she had pretty much been on the point of orgasm since taking off her panties; such was the effect this man had on her. 

As she heard Connor moving around, taking pictures of her bum, her fanny, her body tied in this compromising position; she could barely contain that orgasm. She closed her eyes and thought about the scene like a third party watching and witnessing the violation of an unknown woman. Her thoughts caused a further flow of juices and another trickle of her vaginal lubrication ran across her swollen labia and down the chalky whiteness of her thigh.

Connor was now filming her most intimate of parts in close-up. He witnessed Becca V's vaginal contraction as if beckoning to him and inviting him to enter. He looked closely at the beautiful folds of Becca V's moist lips covered with soft downy pubic hair, as black as the hair on her head. The lips swollen in their arousal could barely contain the erect clitoris forcing its way out of its hood, demanding to be caressed, wanting and needing attention. He had taken enough footage for now, but left the video running as he placed his phone strategically to bear independent witness to the scene before it.

He now needed to feel Becca beneath him, to touch her and taste her juicy cleft. Without further thought, he removed his shoes, socks, trousers and boxers; standing behind her in just his shirt and tie. Before him eight and half inches of throbbing cock, red, angry and as hard as granite bounced in eagerness at the thought of plunging into the tight hole before it.

But still Connor took his time. He knelt on the floor between her widely parted legs and ran a gossamer finger up her left leg, from her calf to the back of her knee, from her knee across the back of her thigh. The feel of the silk material causing goose bumps to arise on his body as well as on Becca's. He thrilled at the touch; his personal fetish was to have all of his women wearing stockings, something he now knew with Becca, he would not need to work at. 

He paused to study the elasticated stocking top, its black filigreed lace intricately patterned with little hearts and flowers. Then he ran his finger over her left bum cheek, stopping at the valley to press gently on her anus, watching as it puckered in response to his touch. Changing hands he ran his finger back down her right leg.

Becca V shook as she felt his delicate touch. It was so soft that at first she wasn't even sure that he was touching her. But as he passed her knee, the tremors in her body became uncontrollable. The goose bumps on her body made her shiver; her nipples almost throbbed in their erection. She could feel his hot breath upon her inner thighs and the thought that she was finally being touched by the man in most of her fantasies was simply intoxicating. As Connor's finger probed her anus, her resolve to hold on collapsed. Gasping she said "OOhh Connor. Ohhhmmmm." Her body arched as she pushed her pussy towards him, hoping that something solid and hard would contact her clitoris; then she climaxed. 

Her body shaking vigorously against her bonds as the orgasm raced through every sinew. As she panted above him in the beginnings of her release, Connor took no prisoners and plunged his tongue between her hot lips and straight into her vaginal tunnel. Becca V screamed her pleasure at him. "YESS, oohh yess. OH MY GOD. Ummm that's good, ughhh oh...please...ohhhHHHH! I'm coming again, I'M COMING, oh...right there, yes right there, lick me, bite me please, OH CONNOR. OH GET YOUR COCK IN ME, I BEG YOU!"

The scent of her sex was a narcotic to him. It filled his nostrils and his very being. He could think of nothing else but pleasing this beautiful woman before him. As he pushed hard forward with his tongue, he probed for and easily found her erect clit. He ran the tip of his tongue over and around Becca V's pleasure centre making sure that her orgasm was unrelenting; as she continued to buck against the ties. She gasped and panted, "Connor, OH CONNOR. God fuck me, please, I need you in me...now!"  

He drank upon her juices as they copiously flowed from Becca V's pussy. Grasping her about the hips he forced his long almost prehensile tongue into her hole, slipping it in and out simulating a fucking motion. Becca V's legs continued to shake violently as the peak of her orgasm subsided. She had not been with a man for six long months; that coupled with the fact that the man she was now being violated by was Connor, resulted in her complete undoing.

Her breaths were ragged and rasping her chest heaved frantically as Connor abused her with his tongue. He pushed deeply into her until his lips met hers. Then he ran his tongue around her vaginal wall. His name for her was apt he thought, Miss V, the V he now knew stood for VAGINA, Becca's vagina one of the prettiest and tastiest it had been his good fortune to come across, he chuckled at his pun. Pulling out his tongue; his face covered with her lubrication he lightly dipped the tip into her anus. He felt the sphincter close around it as he gently plunged two long fingers between her eagerly waiting pussy lips; simultaneously pushing his tongue into her anus further.

Becca V cried out again, sobbing in her delight. "Connor," she begged again, "pleaseee, PLEASE FUCK ME! I need to feel your cock in me please..." 

He needed no second urging and stood; his eight and a half inch lance bobbing before him, pointing directly at Becca V's cunt. He reached forwards and gently took hold of her silken white hips moving until the swollen glossy glans of his cock, already leaking pre-come, contacted Becca V's swollen fanny lips. At the contact she trembled and gasped. She tried to push herself onto his weapon, but being so ably trussed, she could not. "OOohhhh Connor, push him in me, push him in, please." She screamed again. "Make me come, abuse me."

Connor inched forwards; the polished head of his throbbing, pulsing cock slipped easily between Becca's eagerly awaiting hot, moist pussy lips. As the huge shaft head was engulfed within her, Becca's vaginal walls contracted around it, as if unwilling to ever let it go. Inch by pleasurable inch Connor slowly fed into her, violating that most precious of feminine jewels. His cock throbbed as her cunt's rhythmic waves began to seduce the come from him. 

Connor realised he was gritting his teeth in the sheer effort of holding on. He was desperate not to come too quickly. But Becca V and her vagina had other ideas; as her muscles worked the length of his shaft inside her. His cock began throbbing violently as his climax passed the point of no return and at the third such bounce, Becca arched her back in spasm as her third or possibly fourth orgasm hit her, this was new to Becca V. 

She did not think of herself as experienced, but neither was she virginal; this however was a new phase in her love making; a new experience. She had never before been blessed with multiple orgasms, but smiled as she now counted herself as belonging to that exclusive club of very luck women. Her hands gripped the bars of the vault as Connor's last inch of throbbing hard flesh, impaled her; stretching wide her labia and causing more lubrication to drip to the floor.

Becca could not remember ever being this wet with other men or even for herself for that matter. As Connor pulled his erection from her gripping cunt, then proceeded to ram it into her again, she collapsed back down onto the table. Every muscle trembled; every nerve ending sent its high powered signal to her brain; which was already in a state of synaptic overload at the pleasure receptors.

As Connor shafted into her again and again, she cried out at him, "OHHH ummmm FUCK yes, that feels good; he feels good inside me. Ohh I want to see him, ummmm huh, huh, huh, huh, no I need to feel you come inside me, OH MY GOD I want both Connor". She sounded almost distraught that he hadn't got two of his cocks, one to pleasure her from behind, and the other for her to suck on. "Oh, Oh", she panted, her words becoming intelligible. Connor lay across her back pumping his weapon into her like a rutting animal. 

He ran his hands across her bum and down her hips onto the stocking tops on each leg; the feel of the nylon exciting him even more. He ran his arm around under her stomach, whilst the other sought out and found her clitoris and roughly pushed upon this nub of her sex. With her fourth orgasm nearly at ebb, it suddenly appeared to erupt into greater force, or perhaps this was a completely new one, she had no way of knowing or really caring as she was completely lost to the whiles of this man's fucking ministrations and gorgeously large cock. "OH MY GOD,...OH MY GOD", she panted, "what the fuck are you doing to me? Ummm ohhhh that is sooooo gooood!"



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.04



She panted at him, her voice rhythmically interrupted by his pounding. "Huh, huh, huh, huh." In truth it was not just the physical act of her abuse which sent her over the edge, it was the knowledge of this being the culmination of many weeks of flirting and seducing to get this man's huge cock inside her... she had finally succeeded.

Connor grunted in reply, his resolve defeated by Becca V's screams and her grasping vagina. With the head of his cock pushing hard against her cervix, he exploded in orgasm. His seed ejaculated at force in gout after gout of thick viscous semen which cannoned into Becca V's womb; his shafting into her more urgent as he emptied his balls of his come. His fingers rubbing her clitoris vigorously, mopping up the spilling cocktail of her juice and his come as the sheer quantity was forced from Becca V's cunt by his fucking. He ran the sticky juice around her vaginal lips and through her pubes onto her stomach.

As soon as the first hot ejaculate hit her cervix with the force of a freight train, Becca V's brain went into "white out". She was completely overwhelmed by the pleasure that her body was receiving. Her legs could take her weight no longer and shook violently; her breathing was harsh, gasping as her whole being was assaulted; externally by her violation from Connor and internally by her overloaded senses. She didn't know if this was another orgasm, or simply the prolongation of her last. Her cries were incoherent and mixed with the sheer joy of the complete experience. Tears flooded her eyes and ran down her face as her voice, now quite broken shouted "Oohhh, ohh huh, huh, ummmmmm yeah oh Goddddd". 

She lay across the table, eyes closed, heaving chest trying desperately to supply her body with much needed air. Her head was ringing from her heightened blood pressure as Connor stabbed her again and again with his weapon. His come continuing to splash into her already full vagina in copious load after copious load. His balls were finally emptied on the 9th powerful ejaculation and he too collapsed across Becca V's back.

As Becca V came to, she realised that her hands had been freed. There were red marks across her wrist where they had been straining against their bonds. "Oh my God Connor", she panted at him, pushing herself up onto her hands, "what happened?" She looked down at her naked and still gasping chest, her 34c breasts; firm mounds of pert bouncing pleasure, were glistening with her sweat and flushed bright crimson. Her large dark nipples in stark contrast to her pale complexion, still stood out proud in their erection begging to be played with too. "I...must have passed out I guess," she said haltingly, "and how/when did I get naked?" she asked, almost to herself.

"Well," said Connor, "when I realised that you were still breathing and I hadn't given you a heart attack; Christ you had me worried for a moment there; I decided that I wanted to see all of you! My God Becca V, you are beautiful!" He looked down at her breasts from the other side of the bars, for once not feeling the least bit guilty as he stared at them. "Your breasts, your thighs, your lips and your arse are perfect. I wouldn't change a single thing." Becca V felt herself blush, her face reddening more than ever, her blue-green eyes still wet with tears at the euphoria of the moment. As she looked back at him through the bars, her gaze quickly fell upon his semi-turgid cock; it glistened wet with her juices plastered all along its length, his pubes wet also. As she looked at the slowly swaying pendulous monster, her arms began to shake, so she lay back down on the table.

"Now I have seen all of you, I want you to taste your own juice mixed with mine, a "cocktail" that I am sure you have never had in your life." He walked forwards and grasped the bars before him, thrusting his hips towards Becca V's rose coloured lips. "Noooo!" said Becca V, "I can't believe you are ready for more after what you just did to me? You cannot want it again so soon surely?"

He smiled gently at her. "For that performance, I can only apologise. You had me so worked up with your little bum display upstairs, which I now know was deliberate, that I almost shot my load whilst you were talking to me. You are a little prick tease! What you are going to get now, is the real me, so open your mouth and start sucking.

Becca V's eyes grew larger as the cock in front of her began to take on its fully turgid form again. Her tongue flicked across her painted lips in the realisation that she was suddenly very eager to taste him. Her hands trembled as she reached through the bars to grasp hold of his cock. Her fanny began to tingle again as the phallus beneath her fingertips began to expand with speed. The hot sticky pulsing flesh was hard in seconds, as she pointed the head at her mouth; a dribble of post-come ran from the large eye. She stuck out her tongue to capture it, desperate now to taste his come. She was not disappointed; it was like an aphrodisiac driving her body on to even greater heights of excitement. 

Her fingers could not encircle the growing phallus such was its girth as without either of them moving, it bridged the gap between them with each throbbing growth spurt. The power of the throbs pulled Becca V's arm with it as she said, "Connor, he is huge, how on earth did he fit inside me?"

"He laughed at her before responding, "Because it just so happens that you are the wettest girl that I have ever fucked. The tightest too; just thinking about it makes me want to shaft you again." As he finished the sentence, his cock seemed to punctuate the thought by throbbing powerfully in her hands. She grasped the bulbous head with her right hand so she could better control it; her fanny responding immediately too. Becca V flicked out her tongue again and licked her juice from around the glans before her; dark crimson, filled with his hot vibrant blood, smooth and shiny as silk, she kissed the eye, speaking to Connor's prick like as she would a child. 

"Now then big boy, you belong to me, don't you my darling?" She kissed him again with a loud smacking sound, "and if I want to suck on you, I will, if I want you to fuck me, you will, is that quite clear my little baby? Or perhaps not so little baby?" Connor's cock bounced, seemingly in response to her words, as he giggled. "Suck him!" he commanded.

"But, I would just like to say," she began in protest, "I'm not that experienced at giving blow jobs."

"Then you had better learn." His rough words belying his actions; as Connor reached through the bars and gently grasped her head in both hands. He pushed the head of his magnificent weapon slowly between Becca V's rose coloured, slightly protesting lips. Becca V played her tongue around the enormous plum being force fed to her, flicking the tightly stretched fraenum. Her fingers pulling his foreskin back as she slowly wanked on his shaft with both hands, her mouth open to its limit. She looked up at him; his eyes were closed in the sheer delight of the act she was performing. This made her smile, as she had only accomplished blow jobs twice before, and she felt they had not gone particularly well, she was now anxious to make this a good one.

Becca V desperately wanted Connor's spunk to spurt into her mouth and throat. She wanted to taste him and please him. She knew in that instant, that if he asked anything of her she would do it right now. She sucked on his phallus like her life now depended on it. Her saliva dripped from her lips as he slowly and tenderly started to fuck her mouth.

Her slurping, suction noises were loud in her ears as he pulled his cock completely from her mouth and asked, "Is that nice?"

"Uuummmm, yes oh yes, he tastes lovely. I could eat all of him. Connor I want you to come in my mouth. I want to taste you, to feel your throbbing cock spurting into me and onto me...ohhGod, just thinking about it and saying it out loud is making me come again, I just don't know what is happening I fell like a complete whore!?" Her breathing was erratic once more and he could feel the tremors running through her body as her lips once again were pushed wide as they surrounded the head of his cock. Becca V removed one hand from the stone carved pulsating prick before her and plunged it between her thighs, her fingers; practised in the art of self pleasure, immediately fell upon her erect clitoris and began the much needed and urgent work of masturbation.



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.05



Connor edged forwards again, watching intently as his cock disappeared between Becca's rosey-red lips. He continued to thrust saying, "if you keep this up, your wish will very quickly be granted. Now open yourself further to me." Inch by enormous pulsating inch, he forced his cock forwards. Becca V began to gag, but her saliva was copious in her arousal and allowed the huge cock to glide passed her tonsils and into her throat. 

She gagged again, trying to swallow hard, dribbling and drooling in her efforts to take him all. Suddenly she realised her lips were pressed against his pubes and balls. She had done it! She had managed to take all eight and a half inches of his cock into her throat.

With it tightly encased, she applied a squeezing sucking motion which quickly had Connor grunting. "Becca V, that is good." He pulled his cock back allowing her to nibble at it, to run her tongue along its length; she lifted his cock towards his stomach and pulled him to her so she could suck one of his balls into her mouth. Even these tasted nice as she gently, playfully chewed upon it. 

Becca V ran her hand up and down the long length of his shaft. Watching as she revealed the head and then covered it again with her long delicate fingers. The power she felt as she realised she was now in control of Connor's orgasm. She could hold him off, or she could wank him to an exploding ejaculation. As she thought, she rained kisses upon the glossy head in soft smacking sounds; every now and then she would suck the full length back into her throat and when there, apply the rasping squeezing motion again. 

Connor obviously loved the attention she was giving his cock as he pushed deeply into her throat again moaning; then as he pulled back out and her tongue glided over the rapidly pulsating prick before her, she witness and felt it harden even further before it suddenly ejaculated with a force that even he found surprising. His hot sticky sperm shot directly onto Becca V's face, hitting her just below the eye and falling in a glutinous mass across her cheek and awaiting tongue. 

She gasped as another rapid-fire shot caught her full in the mouth filling it with the sweet nectar. Before she could take stock of the experience Connor rammed his cock down her throat and as she suctioned on him he continued to flood her stomach with his semen. His grasp on her hair was now rough and urgent as he thrust into her again and again, ignoring the slight gagging that it was producing in her. He had to empty his balls now no matter what.

Becca V continued to vigorously rub on her clit as she orgasmed again. She was leaking bodily fluids from both ends in her utter and complete arousal and from Connor's second ejaculation. This man had made her come more times than she thought was possible and she, she realised, had made him come twice! She had never been so totally fucked before and thought that her love-making to date had perhaps only been playing at it. 

Her body was spent, exhausted; despite her level of physical fitness, she was well and truly fucked. She inserted four fingers into her cunt, a very poor replacement for Connor's cock, but something she needed none the less, his come and her juice still spilling from her. Her legs were like rubber and she wondered if she would ever be able to stand again. But most of all, she thought, she had this fantastic man's cock in her mouth and throat, and she had brought him to orgasm. She had given him a blow job to remember. 

The ejaculations of his cock directly into her throat were a new sensation to her, she wanted to scream out her pleasure and enjoyment, but being completed filled with his cock, all she could do was moan. As she mirrored Connor's thrusting into her mouth with her finger fucking she became overwhelmed. The last few drops of come she received in the mouth as he slowly withdrew, his weapon already diminishing in size and stature the last dying shot ricocheted into her hair. He walked round the bars to the collapsed and exhausted woman lying prone across the desk and knelt down between her legs to untie her. 

Becca V's fingers were still within her pussy and moved with the rhythm of her frantic breathing. Connor scooped her up into his powerful arms and sitting on the table, positioned her into his lap. Her head fell into the crook of his neck, one arm running under his and onto his shoulder, the other still trapped between her legs.

He looked down at her heaving breasts, slick with sweat, and the huge beautifully crafted nipples capping those beautiful firm orbs of pale white flesh. Her black hair lay in cascades of disarray across her shoulders and face. His come dribbling across her face and hair. One stocking had slipped down her thigh a little; both were darkened, wet at the stocking top, with her vaginal juices and his semen. She appeared to be completely exhausted and content, happy to stay enfolded in the warmth of his strong arms. Kissing the top of her head, he whispered "thank you."



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.06



Becca V had no idea how she got home, or how she got into bed for that matter? But as she was wearing a man's shirt, Connor's shirt, as a nightie, she knew he had something to do with it. He had been to her place a couple of times before so knew where she lived. As she stood, she half expected and hoped that he was still there. "Connor?" She called out "Connor"? But there was no response. 

Her legs still felt a bit wobbly as if she had run two marathons back to back the day before, so she was not sure whether her usual early morning jog was a good idea. After a moment's hesitation, she decided that getting back to her usual routine would help to straighten her out, so she got out some panties and a sports bra from her underwear drawer. Unbuttoning the shirt slowly she took in Connor's male muskiness which she found stirred her loins almost immediately. With the shirt undone, she dropped it to the floor and stood resplendently naked before the mirror in her room. Her nipples showing their pride at the breasts they were on, her body breaking out in goose-bumps. 

She picked a loose top and her Lycra jogging bottoms from her dressing drawers. As she ran her tongue over her lips, a smile pricked at the corners, she could still taste Connor's sperm and her juices. She wanted that taste to remain for the run at least, so elected to do her teeth later. Slipping her socks and shoes on she grabbed her IPod, popped the earphones in and went out for her daily run.

Becca V had been running for some years, so her body was fit and lean. She was pleased that her breasts were not too small and had not been affected by her fitness regime. She wondered as she pounded the road beneath her, at how on earth she got so breathless and out of control last night? As her thoughts turned back to run over the events of the night before, she licked her lips again as the still fresh taste helped her to slip into the erotic scene of her delightful violation. His licking, his finger fucking, OMG his cock! And the fucking! She thought further, his hot sperm ejaculating into her pussy, his cock in her mouth; being forced down her throat. She had never 'deep-throated' someone before, let alone a man of Connor's size. And his coming on her face and down her throat was just what she had wanted and fantasised about.

As her breasts bounced to the jogging motion, she looked down at them, already guessing that her nipples were probably displaying her rising arousal. She was not disappointed, they were clearly visible beneath the thin top and sports bra; which was there to support the breast not hide erect nipples!

With the thoughts of Connor pumping his cock into her swollen vagina running though her head, she realised that the pounding on the road seemed to coincide with each of his memorised thrusts in her mind. In fact with each metre she ran, her state of arousal was getting worse. She had already been getting more than admiring glances from a few male passersby as they took in her perky breasts with their erect toppings. Without really thinking, she pulled up her Lycra bottoms, the ultra tight material already left nothing to the imagination and she knew they made her bum look really good. 

Now pulled up tightly they also gave her the most amazing looking 'camel toe' which she was not aware of, the Lycra moulding to the mounds of her labia and creating extra pressure on her clitoris; this she was well aware of however as it was causing her no end of trouble. As she continued to run, the abrasion of the Lycra on her little love bud through her panties was going to have her coming in the street in no time; a thought that she found surprisingly appealing and making her more aroused than ever. God, she thought, everything is turning me on! Becca V turned around and headed for home before a wet patch developed at her crotch, drawing even more unwanted attention; her arousal she realised, was getting out of control.

Connor finished his daily workout at the gym and headed for the shower. He was keen to get to work early just to make sure that no incriminating evidence from yesterday's incredible turn of events remained. Saturday at the Bank was only a half day, so he didn't anticipate anyone else being there early too. His journey to work was a short one and as planned he arrived a full two hours before opening. He noticed the assistant managers Jaguar in her parking space but assumed as she left early yesterday, she had probably not used it last night and would take it home today. So he thought no more of it. As he opened the door and went to the alarm panel, he was surprised that it was not active. 

Suddenly he became wary, either the assistant manager was here, or they had had some unwanted criminal activity going on. He crept around trying hard to listen for any voices or noise, but finding more and more lights switched on, thought it was less likely that they had been raided and more likely that the assistant manager was already here. Either way his plans to check that everything was as it should be, had been disrupted. As he passed the staff rest area, he switched on the coffee maker and moved on towards Victoria Wainstrom's office. The light was on, and as he neared, he heard a slight moan. 

He thought as he entered the doorway, he was going to find her bound and gagged after all, maybe even come into contact with the criminals himself, but with a deep breath, he went in anyway. When he saw Victoria at her desk, he realised his imagination had indeed been running away with him; she sat at her desk, which faced the doorway, staring intently at the screen, her complexion looked a little flushed as if maybe she was angry? She didn't notice Connor standing in the doorway until he said, "Good morning Victoria, I'm surprised to see you here this early? Can I get you a coffee?" Victoria jumped a little in surprise and quickly brought her right hand up from beneath the desk. 

As she placed it on the mouse feigning the continuation of her work, it appeared to Connor that her fingers were glistening slightly as if wet? "God Connor," she said. "You startled me. She appeared unable to keep her usual eye contact with him and her face and neck appeared to flush even more, as if she had been caught in the act of doing something she shouldn't be doing. "Er, yes, good morning. I would love one."

"No worries," said Connor, "and sorry for scaring you, I didn't expect anyone to be here this early, in truth it scared me a bit too, I was sure that something had happened to you. I was almost expecting to find you bound and gagged!"

"Why would you want to see me tied and gagged?" she gasped flushing slightly. The looks on her face suggesting to Connor that this was not completely unappealing to her. "No, no I didn't mean that, I wanted to see you tied up," he said hurriedly this time it was him that was embarrassed. "What I meant was I thought we had been broken into and as I saw your car here I thought the criminals had you as a hostage or something like that."

"Oh." Victoria seemed a little disappointed, "I see what you mean now." She turned back to the screen, changing the page she was on. Connor turned and went to get the coffee. On his way back he quickly checked downstairs, the lights were still off so he thought he was still in the clear. Apart from the cut cable ties, he had done a good job of clearing up their mess from the night before. He popped the ties in his pocket and went back upstairs throwing them in a bin as he passed. He put his coffee on his desk on the way to Vitoria's office, before nipping back into her room. As he approached, she swivelled around in her chair and put both her elbows on the desk-top. 

Leaning forwards towards him. This had the effect of presenting him with her full cleavage. He was unaware of whether she realised the top button on her blouse had popped open and that she was revealing to Connor a bit more flesh than she should be. Connor was pretty sure that that button had not been like that a minute ago? He dragged his eyes from Victoria's large breasts and leant forwards to pass her the coffee. Rather than reaching for it, she made Connor close the gap between them, bringing him into closer contact to her. "Thank you," she breathed, her eyes now back to the direct contact that he was used to; she was back in control of the situation, whatever it had been? "Now I wonder if I could ask you for something else?"

"Of course, if I can help I will," he replied in all seriousness; wondering now if in fact her blouse had slipped two buttons rather than one. He found her eye contact today quite disturbing for some reason. "Well," said Victoria, "I need to get some docs from the safe deposits, as you are here and have a second set of keys, we could get them now."

"Sure, whatever you want."

Victoria stood immediately, straightening her skirt and ignoring the coffee that Connor made, strode passed him on her way to the vaults. He followed discretely behind, noting the very pleasant smell of her perfume, a very sophisticated blend of aromas that reminded him of the scent of a woman's sex. When they were in the vaults, instead of approaching the door, Victoria stood in front of the very table on which Connor had given Becca V a taste of his cock. 

He immediately flushed in embarrassment as she stood in virtually the exact spot. Her next move embarrassed him all the more, as she leant across the table and put her hands through the bars saying, "That is what I want." Connor looked away from her shapely arse clothed in the tight fitting skirt, to see what she was pointing at. But she wasn't pointing at all; her hands were grasped together on the other side of the bars. "I...I don't understand?" Connor replied still trying to hide his flushed face.

"Connor," Victoria said now fully in control and beginning to relish it. "I have seen in great detail, what you were doing to Rebecca last night, there is no denying it! And quite simply I want the same! If I don't get it, exactly the same mind you, then I will have no alternative but to take the recordings to the manager." Connor suddenly clicked and looked across at the corner of the room, there almost smugly sat the security camera, facing directly at him. In their lust yesterday, both had forgotten about it, and that must have been what Victoria was looking at when he startled her; the footage from the camera. 

He cursed himself for a fool. He knew the camera was there, why didn't he think of it at the time? Having said that, Becca would still have been caught in the compromising position she had put herself into. What the hell was he to do now? The last thing he wanted was to give Victoria the same treatment that he had given Becca V. She was married and much older than him. Plus he had a really big thing for Becca V right now! "Shit," he thought.

"Well Connor, the way I see it, unless you and Rebecca want to lose your jobs, you have no alternative. I'm not that bad a proposition am I?" Connor went for the guilt card first as he said to her, "but what about your husband?" 

"Dear boy, we split up over a year ago, I haven't had a man since!"

"Oh," he said, thinking "my God she must be really climbing the wall!"

"What about the camera? If will capture video of us too?" He was rather hoping this would get him off the hook. "Sorry" she said, "turned off."

Pulling some of the coin bag ties from her jacket pocket, she passed them to him. "Well you did talk about wanting to see me tied up didn't you, so do it. If you give me a good seeing too, I will wipe the recordings of you two, but I want you to make me come as many times as you did Rebecca, or no deal, ok?" Connor knew that he was well and truly trapped; backed into a corner that he could not get out of. To keep his job and Becca V's he had no alternative but to perform for his assistant manager; but he was not pleased at being put in this predicament and vowed to get even with her somehow. She would not be seeing any of the tenderness he had displayed with Becca V; that was a certainty.



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.07



He took the ties from Victoria and grasped one of her seamed; silk clad legs roughly pulling it to the table leg he tied it there. Then grasping the other he tied that also. He then walked into the vault to tie her hands, "wait," she said, "wait. I want you to remove my jacket and blouse first." 

"That is not what I did to Becca," he looked at Victoria awaiting a response; she just looked down at the buttons on her blouse and looked back at him. "OK," he said and walked back round to face her. He ran a hand across the top of her chest, over her shoulder and slipped the jacket from one arm. Then, with her arm free he pulled the jacket from the other. "Good," she said proud to be in control of the situation. "Now remove my blouse, slowly." 

She was already thrilling at his touch, her body breaking out in goose bumps. Her vagina already wet was beginning to leak a greater volume of her juices.

He looked down at her large breasts as they heaved beneath the thin cotton. Her nipples, much larger than Becca's were very evident; in fact he could see the darkened flesh quite clearly beneath the white material of her blouse. Her cleavage Connor had to admit, was impressive and in normal circumstances he would probably find it most alluring. He felt the first beginnings of arousal in himself and was disgusted that he was so easily turned on. 

He decided that he wasn't going to do this the way that she wanted and grasping each lapel of the blouse wrenched it open tearing the material and popping some of the buttons off. His hope that this would annoy Victoria was soon dashed. "Oh my God Connor, I didn't know you had it in you! That is so hot! I can feel myself getting wetter than ever!" Her chest heaved all the more as this young stud of a man prepared to expose it.

He pulled the blouse from her, gasping as he did so. She wore a black and red bustier underneath the shirt, which explained her small waist. The cups were styled to support the breast without covering it. The felt-like material had inlaid ribbons of red and gold. The breast cups were of filigreed lace and nylon. The whale-bone stays of the corset were stitched in deep red. The whole piece of lingerie looked expensive and showed off her assets to perfection. Between the breasts was a small red bow highlighting the base of her cleavage. 

The nipples and a good 70 percent of the breasts were actually exposed and were being pushed up and out. No wonder the nipples were visible beneath the blouse! Her wonderfully tanned orbs thrust out towards him heaving in her lust, he could see that she wanted him to caress them, but he resisted. "Lay on the table," he commanded. "Lay on the table now!" She looked into his eyes for a long time before deciding it would be best to obey. She lay on the table, as her breasts touched the cold wood she was given a delightfully arousing shock. "Now put your hands through the bars." She hesitated only for a moment then did as bid, beginning to enjoying the fact that she was no-longer in command. He then roughly tied her hands with the remaining strap.

He wandered back to the other side with a wicked smile on his face. "Well, if she has pictures of me" he thought, "then I will have some of her." Moving his hands to the tight hem of her skirt, he pulled it up over the perfect taut mounds of her arse. The cheeks were nicely tanned and firm. He was surprised to find that her knickers were already showing a large wet patch around the crotch, but then remembered how she had reacted in the office upstairs. "So," he said, "you were masturbating whilst watching the video of me fucking Becca weren't you? Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy it that much that you wanted it yourself? Well, it seems I have no choice but to give it to you, but I will only stop once I have had my fill. You saw what happened to Becca; well that could happen to you!"

"Oh my God," she panted at him, "I have not had sex for over a year. Of course I want your massive cock in me. There's not a red bloodied woman out there that wouldn't want a piece of that meat Connor. And yes I was masturbating whilst looking at you fucking Rebecca it was so hot. Had you been a few minutes later, you would have caught me coming too and rather loudly I think! I check the security tapes most mornings, and this morning was the most delightful of surprises. I could feel myself getting wet in seconds. I haven't been this turned on in years!"

Connor started to take pictures of her behind. The suspender straps from the bustier ran tightly across her bum, pulling in the fleshy cheeks where they ran. Her black stockings were expensive, probably silk. She had hit him right in the fetish! His love of lingerie was starting to overwhelm his intended abstinence. This angered him still further. Pulling her skirt back down over her apple bum, he took hold of the hem where the split in the skirt had been created and tore the garment apart, up the seam, pulling it roughly from beneath her; he threw it on the floor. 

"Connor, what do you think you are doing!" she shouted at him, how am I now supposed to go back upstairs with no skirt?"

"No skirt," Connor said grasping her panties and tearing them from her, "and no panties to cover your wet pussy either!" He threw the ruined wet lingerie on top of her skirt.

"Connor!" she shouted again, but it was evident to him that her passion and the state of her arousal was fast overcoming any anger or feigned protocol. He set up his camera phone to video the proceedings and walked around to face her. "You wanted me to take you. You wanted me to give you a good fucking. Well, I'm fucking you on my terms. If you are not prepared for that then say so now and I will let you go?"

"I..." she said haltingly not sure whether this was what she wanted or not, but realising that things had already gone too far for her to back out now; not that her body would even let her consider it. 

She needed to be fucked badly; to be this close in over a year and not complete the act would be unthinkable and as she could see that Connor had stirrings in his trousers too, well that sealed it. Her vagina contracted at the thought that she had induced an erection in this young man. "I need a fuck Connor, desperately. I need to see your cock, to touch it and more importantly feel it ramming into me. If this must be on your terms, I have nothing to say but bring it on!"

"Understand one thing" he said, "I am not happy that I must prostitute myself in this way."

He removed his clothes as he had done the night before and then knelt between her thighs. He could not help himself from running his fingers along the length of her shapely legs. Despite himself, he thrilled at the exotic/erotic touch of the silken material. He ran his tongue from the stocking top up to the mound of her mons veneris and slipped it between her lips to lick at the flow of juice beginning to drip from her pussy. She gasped at the contact with her vulva and pushed her fanny onto Connor's tongue and mouth. "Oh Connor, you don't know how long it has been since I was last licked by someone."

He continued his probing, running down the cleft of each labia lip before running deeply into her vaginal gully. Pushing his tongue deeply into Victoria's vagina, he then pulled back and searched for her clitoris which he quickly found. This was larger than Becca's too and was very pronounced extending from her vagina by almost a centimetre, hard and as rampant as a woman's genitalia could get. As soon as his tongue brushed upon this erected sexual throne Victoria cried out. "Yes, yes oh my god yes, there, just there, oh my GOD CONNOR, yes huh, yes!" Her body and legs shook in her orgasm, as Connor ran his hands up and down her thighs alternating from the flesh to the stocking top, to the stocking. He looked down at his swollen shaft; angered that he was getting turned on by what he was doing to Victoria.



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.08



With her cries still ringing in his ears and his mouth and lips still fresh with the taste of her copious juices; juices that it had to be said were heady and erotic; sweet and inviting, he realised the more he did to, and saw of this woman; the more his caresses destroyed her presence and majesty over him; the more he found it appealing and less of a chore.

He stood behind the quivering copper-skinned cheeks of Victoria's arse as she lay before him in the throws and rapture of her orgasm. She pushed herself against the table edge, in the heightened state of her arousal, her enlarged clit benefitted from the extra pressure upon it that this created, driving her orgasm to greater length and intensity. Connor deeply disappointed with his moral self, could physically deny this woman's naked and needing charms no-longer. His rampant cock needed to find the sheath for which it was made. 

Slowly he advanced on Victoria, grabbing hold of the firm buttocks before him; he slightly bent his knees until the large head of his swollen member was directly in line with Victoria's pussy lips. As he watched, drips of her vaginal juice formed upon the petals of her labia and dropped to the floor. He thrust his hips forwards roughly embedding his cock in her vagina. She felt tight as her muscles gripped his massive shaft with rhythmic pulses.

At the half-way point on his cock, he pulled back out until the rear part of the bulbous head was exposed within Victoria's fleshy folds; then he pushed back in again, this time all of the way until he could feel the head of his prick contact her cervix and his cock was embedded to the hilt.

If Victoria felt that her first male instigated orgasm in over a year was so incredible and intense that it was as good as it gets, then the sudden assault of what must surely be the penis of a stallion by its size; pushing deeply into her cunt, was a pure out of body experience. The overwhelming waves of pleasure crashed again and again upon her sexual senses making them hyper-sensitive and fully responsive to this man's touch. 

She would have been unable to move any of her limbs even if she hadn't been secured to the table; such was the state her body was now in. Shuddering under his thrusting, her chest was heaving and her heart pounding so much she heard a ringing in her ears. She had never been fucked by a man of Connor's size before, her husband of many years seemed insignificant in comparison; in fact there was no comparison. "Whoever said that size doesn't matter", she thought, well that woman had probably never had a huge and wonderfully throbbing cock pumping into them before.

Victoria exploded into yet another spontaneous and very loud orgasm. "FUCKING HELL CONNOR, OH FUCK! OH YES, FUCK YES! I thought your cock looked big on the video," she panted at him, "but feeling it inside of me; all of it, well it feels ten times larger, like the size of a horse! Christ I'm coming again! I can't believe you have brought me off three times already, ohhhh keep that sweet thing inside of me. Connor spank me please, abuse me, oh, oh, Godddd!" Her walls of decorum between a manager and employee had completely crumbled, she was not too proud now to beg him for anything. 

She vibrated in muscle spasm as one orgasm ebbed and another came. The sucking wet sound that their genitalia made as they fucked was loud and arousing to her, driving her on to yet another raw climax. "Connor, I want you to treat me as your whore, let me take your come from you, oh, huh, ohhhh yessss! Oh Goddd that is gooooood, oh, oh.....ummmm....fuck."

Connor did as he was bid; on each withdrawal he slapped her bum cheek with a resounding smack. To further add to her pleasure he ran his thumb along her labia, coating it in her juices and on the next withdrawal he rammed it into her anus, pushing in deeply as he pushed in deeply with his phallus. Victoria was incoherent as she screamed and bucked against him in her most intense orgasm to date. She was panting so hard that Connor thought he really was going to cause a heart attack in this woman. But as before, he could not stop now. He realised he was gritting his teeth again, as for the second time in less than 24 hours, his come was being seduced out of him by the manipulative graspings of a woman's vagina.

Victoria was sobbing, whether in pleasure or not he did not care because his seed had reached the point of no return. Like a bullet from a gun his come shot forth drowning her cervix with semen. He gasped in wonder that he had so much come left in him, bearing in mind the long session from the night before. Yet still his cock ejaculated again and again. 

Already his spunk spilt onto the floor as Victoria's flooded cunt could hold no more. For the last few spurts, he pulled out his cock and wanked the remaining drops onto her pussy lips and before his cock lost all of its rigidity, pushed the well lubricated erection into her anus, forcing the sphincter apart as he watched her arse swallow the diminishing head and a third of his cock. Two final pulses of come shot into her rectum as he fell across her back equally panting hard. 

Victoria's sharp cry at her anal violation raised a smile on his lips. "Oh no!" she panted, "I've never had a cock in my arse before, I.....I'm not sure it's right!" Before Connor's cock completely lost strength and stiffness, he thrust forwards pushing his well lubricated weapon fully home, ignoring the whimpering coming from Victoria as her anal sphincter was stretched to its limit.

As Victoria felt the first pump of semen splash into her from the strongly throbbing cock her tears of ecstasy ran down her face. Hot spurt after hot spurt shot from his cock's large eye and filled her. She cried from pleasure, she cried in the realisation that she had missed this sort of loving for all of her adult life, she cried because she knew this was not hers to keep, she had forced this young man to do this to her and would be very lucky if this went no further. 

"Oh my god, oh my god," she kept repeating. "That is so hot; your come is so hot inside me. Ohhh Connor. Oh fill me up. Connor I want to taste him, taste your come." As he pushed his cock into her anus she squealed in a mixture of pain and further pleasure. She knew that she had been well and truly fucked as she had asked for; and as he violated her arse, she knew she still wanted more from this man. "Connor, can I do something for you now?" she sobbed.

Connor raised himself from her back and withdrew his cock from her arse. It was semi-flaccid now having pumped out the entire contents of his balls. He slowly walked around and released her hands; just as he had Becca's the night before. Victoria raised herself unsteadily. Her magnificent breasts were red where she had been laying on them and the dark nipples were still hard in erection. Connor stared at the rapidly rising and falling golden peaks as Victoria tried to get her breathing back under control. But Connor's hungry gaze was making that very difficult for her!

He walked back around and kneeling, released her legs. "Turn around and sit upon the table," he said in a toneless voice, "and I will tell you what I want". Victoria did so without question. Once seated, he tied her ankles back to the table legs. Then leaning towards her and taking her left wrist, he reached up and tied it above her head on the railings. With that, he dragged a chair over and placing it between her widely parted thighs, sat down. 

"Ok," he said "I have never had the courage to ask this of any woman I have been with, but as you are my whore and must do what I ask," he paused seeming to find the words difficult to express still; "you will masturbate for me, whilst I sit and watch."

"Connor," Victoria said, "I.....I have never done that it front of anyone before either, but.....I think that I would like to do that for you yes."

"You have no choice in the matter Victoria, no choice at all."

"Oh...." she panted again, her chest once more beginning to rise and fall rapidly "as you put it like that, I must do as you say."

Her legs were wide apart, the lips of her vagina equally so. It was evident that she had recently had a cock inside her as her vaginal muscles were still gaping open and willing for more, and also between her lips was a pool of his leaking come. Her clitoris was very pronounced and stood out tall from between her labia. Her pubic hair was beautifully trimmed but sticky with the last shots of his come. She lightly ran her fingers through her pubes picking up his semen on her finger tips then rubbed the glutinous strands of come into her swollen puffy folds. With a well practiced hand, she separated the lips of her vagina, exposing the clitoris all the more, and with her index finger she started gentle circular motions around this nub of erected flesh. Almost immediately she started to moan.



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.09



Vicky looked down at herself. There was come over her pubes, her stockings were wet from her own juices, between her legs she could see that Connor's come was leaking out. She looked like the whore she wanted to be for Connor. As her fingers lightly played through her pubes and on to her pussy, she became self-conscious all of a sudden. Knowing that she had never masturbated before for someone, made this act that she was performing for Connor all the more difficult. But as she looked across at him, as he watched her every move, and then as she looked at his cock her masturbational inhibitions subsided. 

Her fingers, now slippery with her juices for the second time today, entered her folds and spread her lips wide to play with her clit, she saw the stirrings of Connor's phallus. She immediately increased the pressure and motion of her finger happy in the knowledge that she was turning this young man on again. As she moaned loudly she kept her eyes open, where she would normally be thinking of a fantasy man, she had one right in front of her to help bring her to a climax. 

Her moaning became more frequent as she quickly approached yet another orgasm, this one self induced. She looked up at Connor. "Do you like what you see? Am I turning you on? Well," she panted, "by the look of your cock, you don't need to answer that question. My God it's huge. And ready for more by the look of things?" She was panting again. Her chest and ribs ached with the efforts of her arousal, but still she pushed on, her pussy was making slurping sounds as her fingers worked her to orgasm, juices flicked from her fingers to her stockinged thighs in her vigour, "ohhh noooo. I'm coming again. I can't believe it, huh, huh, is this what you wanted to see, me debase myself in this way...ooooohhhh?"

Connor stood between her spread-eagled thighs and grasped his cock in one hand, whilst running a hand up and down her now wet thigh. Her cunt juices splashing onto his hand as her orgasm was brought to its height encouraged by Connor wanking in front of her. She couldn't believe that this was happening. All of her fantasies rolled into one. "Oh my, are you going to come on me? Are you going to wank yourself for me Connor? Yes, yes, I want your come on me, on my face, on my breasts and on my pussy."

Connor looked at her, "Keep wanking too," he said breathlessly, I want you to come at least twice more before I cover you with my spunk. She did not need any further asking, as her long filbert nailed fingers were already entering the recently vacated gaping hole of her vagina and were pumping into her as her thumb rode up to press upon her clit. Connor stood on the chair between her legs. He was a very visual man, like most, he loved to watch porn whilst wanking; well this was better than any porn he had seen, his own personal whore wanking in front of him, wanting his come to spray over her.

His hand moved swiftly up and down the long length of his erection the head of which was pointed directly at Vicky. This was an absolute delight for her and at the point that she saw a small drop of pre-come leaving the eye of Connor's cock to dribble across his fingers as he pumped his shaft; she came again. "Ooooooooooooohhh... hhhhhhhhuuuummmmm," she moaned. "Come for me Connor please. Wank yourself all over me. GOD yes..." Her fingers rammed into her cunt as she fucked herself.

Connor had to admit that this woman was a very sexy creature; she had lost all inhibitions and was enjoying sex at its most base level, the pure physical level. Her body's needs and wishes fulfilled. Her frame was racked with spasm as she tried to clamp her legs together to add some more pressure onto her clitoris. The orgasms were shorter now as her body was getting fatigued, but on the first shot of Connor's come, she still managed to climax again. "CONNOR!" she shouted as a gout of come hit her full in the face, splashing onto her lips and into her open mouth, a glutinous trail running and dripping from her chin. He pointed his weapon and fired another shot onto her at one point beautifully coifed, but now a little bedraggled and come splashed hair. Another shot fired clean into her screaming mouth, hitting her at the back of the throat and instinctively causing her to swallow.

He lowered his cock to shoot onto the plateau of her breasts watching as his semen slid down between them and into her bustier. Pointing his cock further down he ejaculated twice across her thighs and stockings dribbling a long strand of come up to her pussy where his cock released more of his sperm. Before he had completely emptied his balls, he thrust his hips forwards and pushed the bulbous silken head of his cock into her mouth, pushing her lips wide as he forced it in. There, he ejaculated a further three times causing her to gag as she tried to swallow the volume. Not wanting her to choke, he pulled away, his come dribbled down her chin and onto her heaving chest.

Connor was finished. His cock ached from being drained four times in 24 hours. Leaving the come soaked Victoria where she was, he quickly put his clothes back on. He was annoyed at his own weakness; cross that this woman before him had aroused him to the point that he had had sex with her; he was incensed at having been blackmailed into this situation in the first place. Looking at the voluptuous woman before him, her fingers still inside her pussy, slipping slowly in and out, he still thought she was an attractive proposition. Even with his come all over her, or maybe because of it. Her fanny lips were swollen red and puffy, her vaginal hole gaping, his and her juice still spilling onto the table top between her thighs.

Her chest was far from under control and heaved as she continued to gasp for breath. The firm peaks still capped wondrously with those large erect nipples. He walked around behind her and putting his hands between the bars, took hold of a breast in each. Victoria moaned as he lightly caressed the large orbs and squeezed the nipples tightly. He then raised her right arm to above her head, her fingers noticeably wet with her juices and he secured it there to one of the bars. Walking back around, he took some more video and stills of the tied and fucked woman in front of him as with closed eyes, and a somewhat satisfied look on her face, she continued to flick out her tongue to mop up the come on her lips and chin. He turned to leave.

"Wha...what are you doing?" Victoria asked; sudden fear and apprehension in her voice.

"Leaving you to contemplate your fate," Connor retorted. "You surely did not think you would get away with your ploy without reprisal did you?"

"But...but I thought you were enjoying it too?" She whimpered, more hurt about the thought he did not enjoying her abuse than she was at possibly being left there. "I did enjoy abusing you," he admitted "and that upsets me even more than what you have done to manoeuvre me into this position. So your punishment is to be discovered as you are, by the first person down those stairs. Mine is to admit to Becca what it is I have done and hope she understands."

"You cannot be serious Connor?" Victoria sounded more like her imperious and aloof self. "It's going to be hard enough, if not impossible, me getting out of here unscathed with no skirt and no knickers, isn't that punishment enough?"

"Not for me Victoria, no not for me." He started to leave again.

"Connor, no please, you cannot let someone find me like this, please I beg you."

"No Victoria, you got what you wanted; now you must pay the price." He threw this comment over his shoulder as he climbed the stairs. "Connor...Connor please," she screamed at him, "if I am found like this, I will never be able to work in this town again. Everyone will know," she wailed. Connor ignored her and continued to climb. "Connor...CONNOR!" As he stood at the top of the stairs he could hear her sobbing. He waivered for a moment in his decision, but then turned out the downstairs light and left her in darkness to contemplate.

Connor looked at the clock; they had been having sex for over an hour. It was now 07:00. The Bank did not open until 09:00 so he had a couple of hours yet. He felt dirty now, like he had tarnished himself? He decided that he needed a shower so headed for the door. Jumping in his car, he drove home. Thoughts of what he had been made to do, running through his head. How was he going to tell Becca? Would it matter to her, they had only had sex once after all? But he dismissed that, because it mattered to him.

Victoria sat in the dark sobbing quietly. She knew that she deserved some form of punishment, but had obviously misjudged Connor. She didn't believe that he was capable of being this cold and heartless, but then again, she had never pissed him off before. How the fuck was she going to get out of this one unscathed? Chances were she wasn't. Had it all been worth it? The mere thought of what she had just been put through, what he had done to her; had her stomach churning and her pussy starting to ache again. Oh God yes, it was worth every second!



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.10



Becca V barely made it back to her apartment. Her legs were like rubber; her nipples looked like they were trying to break free of the bra and top; both of which were wet with her sweat and therefore semi-transparent; in all a very apparent display of the state of her arousal. She flew up the steps to the front door a few at a time aware that she needed to get inside to her rooms before the inevitable happened.

At the apartment door she pulled out the key that was on a chain about her neck, stabbed it into the lock and piled into the room. She closed the door with a nudge of her bum and leaned against it catching her breath and trying to calm herself down. Removing her running shoes and leaving them by the door, Becca V headed for the bathroom. She turned on the shower and started to undress whilst the water warmed and steam began to billow in the cooler air. 

She stripped off her top and dropped the garment into the washing basket. Reaching behind her to the clip of the bra, she unfastened it and released her 34c breasts. The feeling of the fresh air on her naked breasts was palpable.

Hooking her thumbs into the waste-band of the Lycra jogging bottoms she pushed these and her knickers down her long legs to the floor. As she separated her knickers from the bottoms she blushed at the realisation of how wet they were, and looking at the crotch of the jogging bottoms blushed further as it was obviously clear to passers by that she had soaked this area too.

Becca V stooped to pull off her socks, throwing them into the wash; she stepped into the shower and closed the cubicle door. The warm, strong streams of water played over her body, the large chrome shower-head covered her body quickly in the invigorating water, whilst separate side jets on the chrome bar running down the wall, sent jets of pressurised water at breast height, stomach height and thigh height sideways onto her. She had previously moved these jets to strategically hit the areas she wanted, so her nipples and pussy were currently being bathed in the hot stimulating jets.

Lathering a sponge she washed away the sweat, juices and semen from her recent activities, turning slowly so that her whole body could benefit from the caressing water. She looked down at her flat stomach and her wide shapely hips with their projecting pelvic bones. Some might say that she was a little on the thin side, but Becca V thought that her well formed breasts with their pert nipples more than made up for that. Her long, lithe runner's legs were shapely and toned without being too muscular. A wicked smile played across her lips as she looked down at her fanny and the dark hair that covered her mound. 

Grabbing her razor, she rubbed some soap into the hair to aid lubrication, and then proceeded to remove all of her hair in a few practised strokes, ensuring that no hair remained around her pussy. The intended recipient of her now bald pussy was of course Connor, as she manipulated the folds of her vulva whilst shaving, she inevitably started to think about his fantastically propotioned body, with the expected and in truth wanted results.

Becca V turned her body so that the bottom jet of water fell squarely upon her pussy lips. She ensured that all hair remnants were washed away and her pussy was as smooth as a baby's bum. As she looked down, she could see her clitoris emerging from her folds as it erected in her growing arousal. The water splattering her breasts made Becca V think of Connors hot sticky come splashing onto her as jet after jet exploded from the tip of his granite hard, throbbing cock. 

She grasped the chrome pole before her to steady herself, the girth of which was similar to Connor's cock and at the same time gently pushed her pelvis towards the lower jet, bringing her fanny into very close contact.

The myriad or powerful jets were like a multitude of hands fondling her intimate parts. Without even touching herself, her body was rising to a surprisingly much needed orgasm. Her breasts were already flushed and heaving as they too were subjected to the water induced onslaught. She closed her eyes and saw herself kneeling before Connor, his massive cock protruding above her as he wanked his weapon and fired shot after shot of his creamy come all over her. 

For so many masturbational sessions, Becca V had used the services of men with amorphous faces, many men/combinations of men, making up her fantasy at the time. Now all she could see was Connor, his large cock, undulating muscular stomach and powerful chest. "Uummmm...oooohhhhhhh," she murmured. As she opened her eyes surprised that she had slipped to the floor of the shower, the jet of water on her fanny had be replaced by her fingers as her left hand separated her labia lips and fully exposed her clitoris for her right hand to tease and fondle to even greater erection. Every now and then, she would thrust three fingers into her soaking wet cavern. 

She was seconds away from that most private of pleasures, a self induced orgasm. Her fingers slipped in and out of her pussy now with urgency as she visualised Connor's hands gliding up and down his shaft. Before she could witness the dream of his ejaculation though, she came. Pulsing rhythms of ecstasy ran though her body as her cries of pleasure came in pants. "Ohhh...OOHHH, ummmm, GOD, ummmmmmm, oh,oh yes." She licked the water from her lips as if it were his come saying to herself, "God I needed that!" She rested on the floor of the shower for a while, before standing and cleansing herself again. 

Having towelled herself down and finished putting a slight curl in her hair, Becca went to her underwear drawer, she pulled out the black and red silken bra and matching panties. She then went to her stocking draw and pulled out a new pair of tights. Lastly she selected a short pleated skirt and wrap around blouse that she knew had the unfortunate habit of displaying more than it should if she was leaning forwards. 

She was preparing to put on a display for Connor today that would have him shooting loads of come into his underpants! Just thinking about him started her off again, her nipples responding first as always, her body once again raising goose-bumps all over. "Oh for goodness sake", she said, "get a grip will you"?

Slipping her arms into the bra she lent forwards slightly to allow the cups of the bra to capture her breasts. She clipped the bra together at her back then picked up her panties and raising a leg, slipped them on. It was a very sexy ensemble. Opening up the new pack of tights and feeding her fingers through the nylon material she tutted to herself. The tights she had picked up were crotchless, not her usual choice at all, she must have picked these up by mistake. She smiled suddenly to herself and dropping the hose on her bed, removed her panties. She would be even more daring, she thought. Becca fed the nylon material onto her leg pulling it up to her knee, and then doing the same with the other leg, then grasping the waist, pulled them up over her womanly hips. The design on the hose was of a stocking and suspender type, with the darkened band around the thigh and patterned straps from this to the waist-band. 

She put on her blouse and then slipped the skirt up her long legs to fasten at the waist. Slipping into some black stilettos, she presented herself to the mirror for some make up. Even she admitted that she looked hot, her only concern was not having the protection of panties, bearing in mind her almost constant state of arousal at the moment. It would be very obvious if her juices started flowing at work! But she had already decided that today was a day of living dangerously, so she would just have to control herself. "Yeah right", her brain responded.



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.11



Connor had showered and returned to work. He sat in his car waiting for Becca V to show, he knew that she would be early, she always was. He was desperate to tell her what had happened and to seek her forgiveness for what he saw as his weakness. Plus he wasn't sure what to do with Victoria now? Right on cue, Becca V drove into her usual parking space. She waved as she saw Connor sitting in his car. His stomach churned at the thought of what he must tell her, this could be the breaking of a relationship that had lasted only a day, but a friendship of more than three years. 

As she stepped from her car he beckoned to her. She looked fantastic in the early morning sun. It back-lit her hair making it look almost golden, the slight breeze jostling the strands so that they played across her face. Her short skirt and long black-clad legs had his blood racing immediately. "This girl was something special", he thought, "maybe he shouldn't tell her"?

Becca opened the passenger-side door and slipped into the seat flashing Conner with a beautiful rose-red smile as well as showing him a vast expanse of her thighs. "Hello Connor", she breathed at him as she leaned in for a kiss. "Hello Bec", is all he get out before her lips met his. The kiss was a passionate one, their tongues intertwining as he tasted her lipstick and smelled her perfume; strong in his nostrils. His hand strayed to her thigh at mid-point as he enjoyed the intimacy of the moment. Becca's thighs were clamped tight, but at his touch opened responsively. She moaned into his mouth. "Ummm".

Connor pulled away, breaking the magic of the moment. It took all of his strength to do so, but his guilt was overpowering. "Becca", he paused, "Becca V I have to say something".

"What is it Connor, what is the problem".

"Becca, I have something to say to you, and I would like to say it all before you interrupt me, just let me get it all out"; his unintentional double entendre passing him by.

"Oh God Connor, you're breaking up with me after one night? One night of the most fantastic sensual sex I have ever had? What has happened, why the change of heart"? A slight croak had entered her voice as she struggled to control her emotions. "No", Connor responded quickly, "no, no that is not what I meant. Please let me finish what I have to say". Becca V breathed a sigh of relief and looked directly into his green eyes as if trying to divine the meaning of his words before he had spoken them. Connor hesitated, and then decided to push on. 

Digging in his pocket he pulled out his phone. "This will probably explain more eloquently that I ever could", he said, and picking the correct video, he pressed play and passed the phone to Becca.

If Becca thought she was going to see a video of herself making love with Connor, she was disappointed. Straight away she saw the exposed, well-rounded and tanned arse of a woman, obviously tied in the same position as her the night before. In front of the woman, Becca could see the half naked Connor. Tears began to well up in hers eyes as she looked from the phone to him. She opened her lips to speak, but was cut off by Connor's voice on the phone saying, "So, you were masturbating whilst watching the video of me fucking Becca weren't you? Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy it that much that you wanted it yourself? Well, it seems I have no choice but to give it to you, but I will only stop once I have had my fill. You saw what happened to Becca; well that could happen to you!" Becca looked back into Connor's eyes the realisation of what she was actually seeing playing out before her. She heard the familiar voice of Victoria reply and she gasped.

"Oh my God, I have not had sex for over a year. Of course I want your massive cock in me. There's not a red bloodied woman out there that wouldn't want a piece of that meat Connor. And yes I was masturbating whilst looking at you fucking Rebecca it was so hot. Had you been a few minutes later, you would have caught me coming too and rather loudly I think! I check the security tapes most mornings, and this morning was the most delightful of surprises. I could feel myself getting wet in seconds. I haven't been this turned on in years!"

Becca looked at Connor again and almost whispered, "the security camera, shit I forgot the security camera! Oh Connor what happened?"

"Well if you watch the video you will see for yourself". Becca was not used to watching porn, nor was it something that she would have said appealed to her. But knowing the two people involved in the intercourse, and that this was a very real situation rather than one acted out rather poorly; caught hold of her interest. Couple that with the fact that Connor's fat juicy cock had just come back into view had her flushing with renewed arousal. 

Connor had to admit to himself, that the sound of Victoria's screams of passion had raised his arousal too. He stared at Becca trying to read her reaction as she watched the video. As she watched he heard Victoria cry out "FUCKING HELL CONNOR, OH FUCK! OH YES, FUCK YES! I thought your cock looked big on the video," she panted at him, "but feeling it inside of me; all of it, well it feels ten times larger, like the size of a horse! 

Becca's thighs slammed shut as she tried to put pressure on her clit, God this was a turn on! She would not have believed seeing Connor, who had only recently vacated her pussy, fucking another woman's, would get her this worked up, but it was. "Oh Connor," is all she could say as she looked back at the scene before her. "What have I put you through?" Connor looked down, his eyes falling upon Becca's thrusting breasts. Her nipples were clearly visible through the almost sheer nylon of her top. Besides, it was gaping open revealing her decorated bra anyway. He inched his hand further up between her thighs as she continued to clamp and release them, effectively heightening her state of passion.

In the video Connor was standing above Victoria pumping his cock and spurting ejaculate all over her. He was finished, he had done the deed. As he heard the final words of his exchange with Victoria, he looked at Becca hoping that she would forgive him and that this was not the end of their relationship. "Wha...what are you doing?" Victoria's fear laden voice was heard saying.

"Leaving you to contemplate your fate," Connor retorted. "You surely did not think you would get away with your ploy without reprisal did you?"

"But...but I thought you were enjoying it too?"

"I did enjoy abusing you," he admitted "and that upsets me even more than what you have done to manoeuvre me into this position. So your punishment is to be discovered as you are, by the first person down those stairs. Mine is to admit to Becca V what it is I have done and hope she understands."

"You cannot be serious Connor?" Victoria sounded. "It's going to be hard enough, if not impossible, me getting out of here unscathed with no skirt and no knickers, isn't that punishment enough?"

"Not for me Victoria, no not for me." 

"Connor, no please, you cannot let someone find me like this, please I beg you."

"No Victoria, you got what you wanted; now you must pay the price." Connor heard the final cries from Victoria and waited for Becca's response. 

Her chest was heaving and she was obviously emotionally affected by the video. "I had to," he said, "she was going to expose us to the manager and we would both have lost our jobs, I couldn't let that happen, could I?" It was evident to Becca V that Connor wanted her forgiveness, but she knew it was her that should be asking him to forgive! It was her that had entrapped him, it was her that had tied herself to the table and almost demanded he fuck her. "I'm so sorry... Connor, this is entirely my fault. None of this would have happened if I hadn't been so worked up that I could think of nothing but you fucking me, I completely forgot about the camera. Please forgive me?"

He smiled, the look of relief visible; "oh God Becca V, I thought that this was it! I thought that you wouldn't want anything to do with me after seeing what I did to her?"

"But why, you were trying to protect me/us. Can't you see that that makes me want you even more?" She leant across and kissed him, it immediately developed into a passionate kiss, his hand edging even further up her nyloned thighs, she panted into his mouth. "Stop, stop, you'll have me coming; I'm already really worked up! Seeing your cock gliding in and out of her pussy and then seeing you come all over her...Oh God...ummm." She squeezed her thighs tightly together gripping his hand.

"Yes, I can see," he chided reaching across to squeeze one of her nipples. Becca moaned loudly, "oh God Connor, I want you inside me again, now quickly before I ruin my clothes!"

"Well you know what they say, "careful what you wish for, because you might end up getting it". Besides, we need to decide what to do with Victoria first."

"What do you mean, is she still down there tied up?"

"Yep," he said. "I was so pissed off I left her there whilst I cooled down and went home for a shower."

"Guess we had better go and release her then," said Becca V cheekily running her hand across the hard bulge in his trousers, "oh Connor" she moaned again before opening the car door and giving Connor another glimpse of expansive thigh as she exited the car. "Come on, we've only got about half an hour before the others start turning up."

They both rushed in through the back door and headed to the vaults. Connor quickly checking round to make sure that no-one had turned in early. Becca V headed straight down the stairs eager to see Victoria in her current state of "difficulty".



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.12



As Victoria heard the high-heeled clip of shoes down the vault steps, she steeled herself for what she knew must come. She tried desperately to close her legs so at the very least she could maintain some modicum of dignity, but secured as she was this was just not possible. She had the idea of explaining this away as rape, rape by a masked intruder, but knew that would be weak when nothing was found to be stolen and besides the other cameras in the building would not bear that story out. As it turned out when Becca V turned the corner, she almost felt relief. "Oh Rebecca, thank God, you will not believe what Connor has done to m..."

"Stop right there Victoria. I know exactly what he has done, as he had the foresight to video the whole thing! So don't go telling me that this is some sort of rape or assault! How could you do it? How could you blackmail him into screwing you on threat of losing his job? His job and mine for goodness sake!" She took a few steps towards Victoria, her hands on her hips. "Oh how the mighty have fallen eh? Look at the state of you, Connor's come all over you; you look like some cheap prostitute!"

Victoria looked down at herself before responding, an almost pleased facade returned to her face as she replied. "Rebecca, I know what I did was wrong, I know that you would not understand it in a million years. You are young and pretty, probably with men queuing around the block to go out with you. I have not been able to get a date in a long time; I will not go into what I have considered to satisfy my needs! Besides," she looked down at herself, " to be honest, I have to say that I enjoyed every minute and given the way that I feel at the moment, my body will remember this for quite a few months to come. That man is quite the stud, but then you know that don't you?"

"So resorting to blackmail to get your way is right is it? You could have just asked him to have sex with you, did you think of that?" Becca V took another few steps closer. Her eyes roaming over Victoria's exposed breasts, wide open thighs and still dribbling pussy. She was getting hungry again. Hungry for the taste of Connor's come. Her insides churned the urge to be filled by Connor's big cock instantly returned. Involuntarily she clasped her thighs together again.

"Oh come on!" Victoria retorted. "Like that would ever happen, particularly when he's got someone like you as a girl friend!" Victoria was beginning to take on some of her old imperiousness. "Now come and untie me before he returns, and let me get out of here with some of my dignity intact, please?" Becca V closed the gap and stood in between Victoria's legs she slowly, casually placed a hand on each of her knees and leaned in so that her face was close to Victoria's. Becca V could smell Connor on her, his come was on her face and chin, her breasts, neck and bustier. She felt her insides burning and a dribble of her juices ran down her leg; she was fast losing control of her body and she knew there was nothing she could do about it. "Let me make one thing perfectly clear, it is Connor that has been put through an ordeal here, not you. You deserved what you got. And what you still might get; all will be decided by him."

Connor rounded the corner of the steps at that point, "no-one here yet," he said. "Are we still comfortable then Victoria?" She looked at him, there was genuine anger in her eyes, but also a hint of remorse; perhaps? "When are you going to let me go Connor?"

"Any time soon," he said, "but first I need the password to your computer so I can remove the evidence, so to speak. What is it?"

Victoria hesitated. "What is it?" Repeated Becca V, "no password, no freedom." Victoria looked into Becca's eyes and then to Connor's. She began to blush, "it is...Connor'sthe1. Capital C and numeric 1." She looked down at herself again.

"Oh my God," said Becca V, "you are a genuine stalker aren't you?" Connor turned quickly to hide his feelings on the matter and leapt back up the stairs shouting back, "I'll get to it."

"Can you at least let me keep a copy," Victoria wailed, "just something for me to be able to..." her words tailed off. "What?" said Becca, "masturbate to? Or show to your girl friends to prove that you caught two people in the safes screwing? Or wait, you are still filming this aren't you?" She looked deep into Victoria's eyes. "You are! You are you dirty bitch! You wanted to show all your friends that you managed to fuck a great looking guy, if only for a few minutes?"

Becca V looked down at the expensive stockings Victoria was wearing. She had to admit that she had a good pair of legs. Rather than making her look a mess, Connor's come splashed upon them seemed to make them even more attractive. In spite of her anger at the woman, she found that she had to give in to her urge; it had been inevitable since stepping into the room having been aroused from the point of sitting in Connor's car. Becca V dipped a finger into a big gob of come mid thigh; drawing a circle upon the expensive silk stocking before capturing as much semen as she could and raising it to her mouth. "Wh... what are you...what are you doing?" Victoria stuttered.

Becca V sucked slowly upon the fluid in her mouth, savouring the taste, unaware of just how much of an aphrodisiac it was to her. She ran her tongue between her fingers to catch a stray srand of his come before she replied. "Quite simply, not letting any of this precious fluid go to waste!" She scraped some more and sucked that from her fingers into her mouth also. "Uuummm this is delicious. Do you want some?" Becca V had a hunger in her eyes the other woman had not seen before; without waiting for comment Becca V pushed a come-laden finger towards Victoria wiping Connor's come all around her lips before slipping the tip into Victoria's mouth. 

The older woman did not want to suck on the finger, but she didn't want to waste the glutinous liquid either, and sucked upon Becca V's finger like a suckling baby. Becca V put her hand back on Victoria's knee and bent down, running her tongue along the smooth material on Victoria's thigh, picking up Connor's come as she went. From time to time she would stop over a large splattering and touching her lips softly to the silk-clad thigh, would suck upon the nectar until that patch had gone. Her hand snaked urgently between her now open thighs, her fingers reaching out to touch the hot dripping-wet flesh that waited imploringly between them.

"No, no don't do that. Rebecca! I...I don't know that I like what you are doing. Stop licking me please." Victoria's pleas were ignored as the sound of dripping wet genitals being played with began to reach her ears.

Connor quickly logged on to the PC upstairs in Victoria's office, he searched for the video files and found the one dated yesterday. Before deleting it, he couldn't stop himself making a couple of copies. In the disc drive he found a recently burned DVD and on checking it could see that Victoria had already made her own copy. "You naughty woman," he said to himself almost smiling. Having made the copies he deleted the file. He then decided to make a quick check of her other video files. He whistled softly to himself, Becca V wasn't far wrong when she called Victoria a stalker. What Connor found was images and footage of himself entering and leaving the vaults at various times? He noted that the camera had also been zoomed in to capture more detail. This woman really did have a thing for him! 

He looked forwards on the logs and stopped on one dated roughly the time that he was down stairs fucking Victoria. "What," he said to himself, "that crafty mare was still recording, she hadn't turned the camera off!" He looked at his image as for the second time he shafted a beautiful woman across one of the tables in the vaults. He made a couple of copies of that too, before deleting that file and clearing the deleted items. He switched the camera onto its current stream and could see Becca V with hands on hips giving Victoria a good old talking to by the looks of it. He left the camera recording and headed back. Pocketing the DVD's as he ran back down the steps checking the time as he went. 

Still twenty minutes before anyone arrived.

As he took the stairs he could hear the protests from Victoria, but was still not prepared for what he saw when he rounded the corner? Becca V's long black-clad legs were fully on display, her high-heeled shoes shaping her calves beautifully. They were slightly apart and her so short skirt made no attempt at covering her modesty. She was bent over with her head near Victoria's crotch and Connor's first thought was she was licking Victoria's pussy. Her beautiful arse was being presented to him as it swayed from side to side, the tights looked like stockings, with the darkened areas simulating the suspender belt and stocking top. He could see that Becca V's fingers were already feverously working away at her succulent vaginal lips through the crotchless opening. 

Nothing was left to Connor's imagination, and consequently his cock sprang immediatley to life. He stepped to one side and saw that Becca V was actually licking his come off of Victoria's thighs, and this is what Vitoria was protesting at. He looked back at Becca's lovely behind and as he watched her roaming fingers, they slipped in and out of her wet cunt; which slurped noisily in its enjoyment. His cock pulsed in the tight confines of his trousers and pants wanting to join those fingers in their pursuit of pleasure. He stepped again to one side to watch her suck on his hour old come and looked into Victoria's eyes; her piercing blue eyes reflecting the verbal protestations as she turned her pleading to him. Connor however slowly disrobed under that unerring gaze and as his chest, then legs and finally the prize that was his manhood was revealed to Victoria there seemed to be less and less conviction each time she opened her mouth, in fact she finally stopped speaking and her mouth just opened and closed silently as those eyes began to fill with hunger.



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.13



Connor approached Becca V silently from behind, Victoria still staring at his body, her gaze roamed upon his tightly muscled frame and fully erected, rampant cock, she sighed; if anything it appeared to her to be even larger than earlier. Her mouth opened again to protest. Instead of speaking, she moaned and licked her lips; Connor's recently smeared come still fresh on them. Made her lick them again and suck on her lower lip.

Becca V suddenly felt the pressure of a huge bulbous head pushing at her labia lips. She smiled and pulled her wet fingers from her vagina, looking back over her shoulder and pursing her lips at the handsome figure of a man as his equally handsome silky smooth cock slipped passed her vaginal opening and into her tight wet canal. "Thank God Connor, I was getting to the stage where I thought I was going to faint if I didn't feel that beast deep within me!" He began to pump into her with urgency. Becca V immediately started to scream as she orgasmed, her hot breath panting on Victoria's thighs. With each powerful thrust as Connor rammed home, Becca V's head was forced between Victoria's thighs into her crotch. Her panting breath directed at Victoria's still engorged pussy lips. Her pubic hair wafting in the air-flow.

To Becca V, Connor's cock felt larger than ever, as with each deep thrust the huge phallus head met her cervix. Becca V's legs were already shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm just kept on going. "Oh God... oh God... ummm... oh..no... oh... oh, OH... OHHHH." As her fingers pressurised her clit which was now sticking out proudly amongst her sopping-wet folds; her legs completely gave way; her face brushing Victoria's pubic mound. Connor's strong large hands grasped her by the hips and held her tightly so that he could maintain the smooth pistoning of his cock inside her gripping vagina. "OOOHHHH CONNOR," Becca panted again into Victoria's fanny, "that is sooooo goooood. It feels so tight it is like I can feel every ridge and curve of your angry cock, ummm I think I am going to... yes... yes, huh, huh, huh." Her moans were suddenly muffled as with her tongue extended, she plunged her face deeply into Victoria's crotch, her nose and tongue slipping between the wet come soaked labia lips.

"No! No! What are you doing? Stop, stop at once please, I have... I have never been... not by another women." Victoria protested, vehemently, but her chest heaved and it appeared that her hips were thrusting forwards, rather than trying to draw away from the intruding tongue probing deeply into her vagina. Becca's muffled moans intermixed with the loud slurping as she licked and sucked on Victoria's pussy to get every drop of Connor's come from the honey-dewed lips.

Suddenly Becca V arched her back, pushing up on her arms, "Oh Connor, oh Connor, that is good yes faster, harder... fuck me Connor, let this bitch see you fucking me!" Becca cried into the sperm covered breasts before her as they bounced in Victoria's efforts to control her breathing. The nipples belying the protests as they stood in stark erection, it was evident that in spite of herself, Victoria was getting very aroused; witnessing the copulations of the two before her in close proximity was over-coming her propriety. Becca V extended her tongue and licked at Vicky's breasts removing more of Connor's come as she had on her thighs, only this time when sucking on the larger splashes, she sucked harder, leaving little love bites all over the breasts before her.

"Rebecca," Victoria pleaded again, "please stop. It is not natural, I don't... I don't agree with it and don't want... " Becca had made her way slowly and noisily to Victoria's left nipple and circling it playfully with her outstretched tongue, witnessed as the areola was fully absorbed into the swollen peak. As the nipple fully erected at the touch of Becca V's lips she sucked the swollen flesh into her mouth. "OOOhhh no... " Victoria complained again, "this cannot happen, Connor pleeaseee, stop her; I can't... I don't want to... this doesn't feel right... oooohh please, yes, pleaseeee!"

Connor looked up at Victoria, secured as she was she was powerless to stop anything that the two of them wanted to do to her, and he felt that she deserved whatever that might be. She looked flushed across the chest, neck and face again, as she had before, so he knew her protests were nothing more than noise. He leaned forwards and ran his hand gently over her right breast, stopping to caress the taut nipple before squeezing it hard between finger and thumb. "Is this helping?" Connor asked sweetly, watching as she closed her eyes and groaned at him. 

He looked down at his rock hard glisteningly wet cock as he continued to tup the succulent cunt before him, he was amazed that he had lasted this long, but knew his time was near, so almost tore at the wrap-around blouse Becca V was wearing and pulled it from her arms; quickly dropping it onto the table as he turned his attention to the back fastening bra clip, popping it expertly with one hand and allowing Becca V's breasts to spring forth. He held onto one of her lovely firm orbs whilst returning to Victoria to continue to caress hers. His dream of having two women and those two women having each other had been fulfilled; a true male fantasy. His cock grew more rigid as the sucking pussy enticed his come from him. 

Becca V slurped loudly on the hard nipple in her mouth, "oh GOD, OH GOD! I can feel him getting harder, I can feel every pulse, are you going to come Connor? Oh yes, yes, I want you to come in me, I want you to fill me, fill my pussy; oooooohhhhh fuck, ooh FUCK, oh, oh GOD!" Becca V shook as her orgasm expanded throughout her body. Her vagina grasping tightly on Connor's cock keeping it in a vice like grip, as he rammed his hips forwards slapping against the beautifully curved, nylon covered arse before him. 

He paused to run his hands over the taut black material. "Yes, yes, I'm coming" he shouted at the two of them. Victoria's eyes flew open; she was keen to see Connor's come one more time. His trusts became more urgent and he quickened his pace as he took in all before him, not wanting this moment to end. What had he done to deserve such a girl as Becca V? A girl that would do anything for him; would fulfil his fantasies; fantasies that he had not even expressed to her that he had. He looked at Victoria; the lust in her eyes was a ferocious fire, consuming her despite herself. It was evident that she needed to see him come, wanted to be aroused and stimulated, to be touched. At the same time, he knew now that he wanted to fuck her too, he wanted to fill her with his come almost as much as he did Becca V. 

The slurping sexual sounds emanating from his trusts into Becca were loud and intoxicating to all. Mid thrust, with his cock half way in Becca V's succulently wet pussy, his come ejaculated forth as if a slews gate had opened suddenly. A huge jet of white hot semen smashed into Becca's cervix as Connor's cock bucked inside her with every shot. She bit down hard on the nipple in her mouth, causing Victoria to cry out. Her fingers pushed down upon her extended clit as another orgasm hit her like a freight train. She gasped for air and then screamed her lust at Victoria's chest; a string of saliva dribbling from her mouth to Victoria's nipple. 

"Fucking hell Connor that is soooooo gooood! So hot! I can feel your come exploding in me, it is so hot. Fuck, you make me come so easily, huh, huh, huh oh Jesus, yeah, ohhh, oh." She looked into Vicky's eyes, "Umm, do you like what you're seeing now? I bet you want his cock in your pussy now don't you? Bet you want your wet lips to be pumped by his rock hard erection?"

Connor pulled out his still ejaculating cock from the grasping vagina and ran it along the moist valley of Becca V's labia as his plum shaped silken head contacted her frantically working fingers it fired another shot of hot sticky come all over them. Becca screamed again, arching her back as she rode her orgasm harder and higher, panting, gasping as her other hand flicked across her breasts to pinch at the nipples that stood out like acorns upon the up-tilted summits. Connor's come spilt from her pouting cunt onto the base of his cock, and onto the floor. It dripped glutinously from her still busy fingers to her thighs messing the gusset area of the tights even more.

From the point that Victoria's nipple had been bitten by the impassioned, orgasm-ridden teeth of Becca V, she knew that she could with-hold her own orgasm no-longer. She had not wanted to give in to the manipulations of a woman, it had felt so wrong, but how could her body stop enjoying the touch, the sweet caresses; the pain/pleasure. Then of course there was that man's beautiful body heavily muscled; which she witnessed for the first time, perfect in her eyes. As it glistened with sweat he looked like some sort of God abusing the maidens that came to worship him. And certainly only a God would be blessed with such a huge weapon as that! A sculpture that even Michelangelo could not improve upon. How could she not succumb to the charms of such a monster? If only she could touch it, feel it inside her once more, feel his hot spunk pumping into her, filling her cunt.

Victoria's chest heaved as the loud cries from Becca V rang in her ears. The wet slapping sound of Connor and Becca's copulating genitals increased in intensity and volume as Connor's come was forced from the tight sheath of Becca V's vagina. It was all too much for Victoria to withstand. With a deep sigh and a quietly spoken "Ooh no, what have you done to me?" She looked down as if in shame and witnessed her thighs spasm together as she came; her legs trying to clamp together, fighting against the bonds. Her hands gripped the bars tightly above her head, her lips curved into a smile as she slipped further into the acceptance of the debauchery before her and now including her. Her breath was coming in heavy pants as the orgasm racked her body. She moaned quietly even now trying not to let these two know she was having an orgasm. 

Connor felt a twinge of guilt at Victoria's attempts to hide her orgasm as the spasms continued to hit her. He could see her vagina contracting again and again and she closed her eyes. He knew that he wanted her again, and he knew that she needed his steel hard cock between her pussy lips. She whimpered as if still trying to resist something that had already happened.

Connor removed his cock from Becca's labial valley and side-stepping mounted Victoria's leg so that her silken clad knee nestled under his balls; the length of his cock rubbing the material stretched across her thigh; the bulbous wet glistening head almost at her stocking-top. As soon as she felt the contact, her eyes flew open just in time to witness the last few shots of ejaculate onto her leg.

The intensity of her orgasm suddenly increased as first one shot, then another and finally a third splattered onto her thigh and across the stocking-top to her hip. A tear ran down her face as she mouthed a silent thank you to him. "I think I am in love with your cock," she said softly whimpering again and again as her silent orgasm began to subside. As she looked down at herself she was surprised at how much her own juices were now in a pool on the table top between her thighs, her state of arousal higher than even she had thought, in spite of her resistance or perhaps because of it.

Becca V's orgasm had subsided, but her passion had not. Hearing Victoria's words, she raised her head and smiling, lent across and kissed Victoria tenderly on the lips. She then bit Vicky's lower lip, pulling on it as she drew away. Then releasing it she ran her tongue over Vicky's expensive lipstick covered lips. She could still taste Connor from their earlier exploits and her breathy smile increased as Victoria hesitantly returned her kiss, their tongues entwining before Becca V forced hers into Victoria's mouth. She removed her come soaked fingers from between her fanny lips and ran them across Vicky's breasts leaving a wet trail. She played gently with the firm orbs, pulling every now and then on a large nipple. 

Slowly her hand moved southwards, sliding across the bustier onto Victoria's hairy mound, and then expertly slipping between the swollen labia and into her sopping vagina. She continued to kiss Victoria occasionally moving to her neck where she planted large love bites knowingly above the collar line so that they would show for days to come, witness to the fact that this woman had been sexually active. Not that anyone would be in any doubt if they were to witness the come spattered woman now.



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.14



As both women groaned in their sexual fondling, Connor, his cock deflating, knelt on the floor and untied Victoria's legs. He then moved behind her and released her hands too. To her own surprise, Victoria's freed hand cautiously ventured to the pert breast before her, she looked at the still hard nipples with a new eye. She found she wanted to make this young girl squirm as she had been made to squirm.

For the first time in her life, she gingerly touched the sweat covered orbs of another woman. Feeling the soft skin beneath her fingers pucker into goose bumps made her smile. Becca V's nipples responded too by swelling to their limit, as she groaned into Victoria's neck. "Ummmm, you have lovely hands Victoria. Do you like the feel of my breasts?"

"Ohh I'm so confused," she admitted. "I should not be enjoying this yet I am? I should not be letting another woman touch me as intimately as you have, but your fingers are deep inside me and it feels soooo good. I have never had as many orgasms as I have today at the hands of you two,and... ummmmm, oh I think you and your fingers are going to give me another one! I... have,oone thing to... huh,ohhh God... , one thing to ask, no... one thing I must have!"

"And what my pretty is that?" cooed Becca into Victoria's ear before sticking her tongue into it.

Connor's cock had been at rest for only a few minutes, but that appeared to be all it needed. The sexual antics of the two women before him, their conversation and the wet slapping sound of Becca V's fingers in Victoria's succulent pussy, were all this red-blooded male needed to re-light his fire. He moved in closer so that he could see Becca's fingers sliding expertly in and out of Victoria. He pondered that on those fingers was a mixture of his semen, Becca's juices and now Victoria's. What a cocktail!

He lifted his hardening cock and mounted Victoria's leg again, only this time her hand was free, and it flew to grasp hold of his weapon. She ran her hand along its long length, back and forth, dragging back his foreskin to fully expose the angry pink head; she then held him between her delicate fingers and moved his cock from side to side across her thigh, rasping its head across the silken stocking. It was evident that she now had the measure of his fetish, and he knew it.

"What is it that you want Victoria?" Becca V asked again. Her voice was breaking as Victoria's hand increased its manipulation of her breast and her own manipulation of Victoria's cunt was beginning to take its toll on her. The slurping sex sound driving both women on to a heightened state of arousal. "This! This is what I want," she held Connor's cock in her hand like some victorious fisherman, showing off his catch. "I want this inside me, fucking me, I want it in my arse, fucking me and I want it in my mouth, fucking me and coming in me."

Becca V turned to Connor, then back to Vicky and said, "but that is not mine to give."

Connor said nothing, but a slight smile grew upon his lips as with strong hands and arms he pulled Victoria across the desk and span her around. He then gently pushed her down so that her breasts were forced onto the cold desk-top causing a gasp to wring from her. He manoeuvred Becca V in the same way so that he was now faced with two perfectly formed, well-rounded tight arses. He then grabbed Victoria's right hand and placed it between Becca's open thighs, making sure her fingers were in contact with Becca's dripping wet pussy. "Finger her!" He commanded the older woman. Then he took Becca V's left hand and placed that between Vicky's legs, "you know what to do!" He said to the younger woman.

Without further talk, he moved forwards, his granite hard phallus bouncing in its eagerness to be buried once again. As he nudged the massive head up to Victoria's mons veneris, the bulbous head looked too large to be taken within her vagina, but it slipped in with ease, all the way to the hilt. Immediately Victoria started to pant, "Ohhhhummmm Connor,ohhh... FUCK! You, huh, huh, have made me... oh God... one happy,fucking hell Connor he feels enormous! Oh thank you, this is heaven; it is what I've needed for a long, long time... "

Connor pumped into her tight pussy as Becca V's expert fingers teased on her clit and as his shaft withdrew, she would lightly play along its length before he rammed in again; pushing hard onto Victoria's pussy and adding extra tightness for the wet, lubricated shaft. Each withdrawal and thrust forwards was an assault on Victoria's senses and she openly sobbed as her body uncontrollably quivered with each powerful thrust forwards pinning her against the desk, her breasts skipping over the cold smooth surface. As her fingers tentatively encircled Becca's erect clitoris she realised she was enjoying that experience too; pleasuring another woman, like only a woman could. As quickly as her pussy lips had been parted by Connor's cock, it had been taken from her; she looked behind her. On the verge of orgasm, he had stopped, why?

Connor now approached Becca he slipped his phallus between her engorged labia lips and pushed firmly and deeply into her. "OOOOhhhhhbaby, baby... ohhhh, ohyesss, oh... not again, not yet, ohh I can't believe it! She pushed herself up whilst still managing to finger Victoria. "This cock is mine now Connor, do you hear that?" She panted loudly, "fucking hell, he is so hard. Pump him into me, fill me." Connor smiled and pulled out his juice covered cock and ran it up the valley of Becca V's bum, pushing under the feinforced gusset hole in the tights, again enjoying the feel of the material on his exposed cock head.

Then aiming at her now lubricated anal sphincter, he slowly pushed his cock into her arse. It was so tight and hot that he almost ejaculated there and then. He had to hold deathly still and manage his composure to will the approaching climax back under control. His cock was pulsing furiously in his efforts, so close to orgasm. Becca cried out, "oh GOD... oh GOD... OHHHHH GODDDddd. HE's... ohh he feels fucking huge, I feel like I'm being torn apart, he's too big Connor! OOOhhhhh fuck that is goooooddd! Ohhh Vicky, stick your fingers into me and feel his cock inside me, feel the pulsing, yes, yes, that's right, just there... oh,OH..OH, OHHHH! YES! YES!"

As soon as Victoria's fingers slipped into Becca V's recently vacated and well lubricated vagina, Becca orgasmed noisily. "OOOHHHhhhhh GODDDDDdddd, ummmmm... mmmm. I can feel every throb of your fucking great COCK, ohhhh Connor, don't come yet, I know its selfish but... huh, huhmmmmm... I want more, we need more. We need to see you coming after you've fucked us some more!" She turned to Victoria and gently kissed her as the older woman inserted a third finger and then a fourth into the orgasming cunt beside her.

Connor knew that his time was very near, and having satisfied one woman for the moment, pulled out of Becca's tight, tight arse and slipped easily back into Victoria's hot wet and very eager pussy. After two or three long strokes into her, he pulled out his cock again, slick with her lubrication. Victoria was in a terrible state. Her orgasm halted at the point of crashing upon her senses picked up immediately from where it had stopped, and after only three deep thrusts into her, the object of her torment was removed from her pussy again. She was on the point of protest, thinking that this was some sort of torture the two had agreed upon, particularly as Becca V's fingers had now halted their play too, even though they were still firmly nestled between Vicky's labia. So in her desperation to come, she pushed down on the fingers using them as a masturbational aid, she had to come, and come now!

But Connor had not finished and was in torment himself desperately holding on as his cock leaked dribbles of pre-come which dripped from the end as he quickly lined it up with Vicky's rectum and gently pushed the huge swollen head passed her tight rectal muscle and into to her anus. She whimpered into Becca's open mouth as her orgasm immediately hit her. Connor slapped her bum as if riding a cantering horse, slapping both of her cheeks and making them rosy-red in the process. "Is this what you needed then my whore? You will both be at my beck-and-call from now on. Anything I desire, you will do, anything, at anytime, do you understand?" Victoria could only nod; her screams of orgasm as he rode her arse were being forced from her lungs with every deep thrust. She had never had sex like this before, and it was intoxicating. She felt completely powerless. Something in her life she was not used to. This man and this woman could basically do anything to her and she knew, no matter what that was, she would be more than grateful. "HUH, HUhhhh, ummmmm, oh, oh, oh... I," she panted at him, then just nodded again. Connor turned to Becca and slapping her across the arse got her compliance quickly too. 

Connor continued to fuck Vicky's arse, every now and then slipping out his cock to lubricate it in her vagina, after a few thrusts there, returning it whence it came. He was very close to coming now so giving her pussy a few more deep thrusts he withdrew. Grabbing both women by the hair he dragged them off of the table and onto the floor. He walked round to face them his proud glistening phallus bobbing up and down as he walked. "OK my whores," he said bringing his slippery cock into close proximity to their faces, "get licking, I want a double-headed blow job!"



Becca Takes A Large Deposit Ch.15



Victoria needed no second asking and immediately grabbed the base of his cock to stop it bobbing; she slipped her lips tightly over the bulbous head, licking away at her own juices, running her tongue around the ridge of the angry helmet. Becca did not want to be out-done and closed her mouth over the middle of his shaft, running her tongue along the base of his cock, collecting the mixture of juices there. It was intoxicating. She ran her mouth up to where Victoria sucked away and nudging her off the end, kissed Victoria passionately forcing her tongue deeply into Victoria's mouth. Their tongues wrestled for a while before Connor pushed his phallus between their lips so that they were licking and sucking on either side as he thrust forwards. 

Victoria ran her hand around the back of his heavily muscled thigh and inserted her fanny juice lubricated finger easily into his anus, causing an immediate hardening of his cock between their lips; her tongue flicked out and captured more pre-come as it dribbled from the eye. She felt probing fingers once again find and enter her vagina and sighed as her tired body urged her forwards to yet another climax. She reached forwards and grasped one of Becca V's nipples to squeeze it roughly.

Becca's own fingers played with herself. Her lips slurped away at the wet cock as juice dripped from her own fanny, she was close to another orgasm and desperately wanted them all to come together. She slipped her mouth over the large plum in front of her and sucked it loudly into her mouth, taking the rock hard pulsing flesh deep into her throat, gagging slightly on the sizeable object. "Oh God Becca," Connor groaned, "that is good, I can't hold on!"

Victoria looked up at him, "give it to us Connor, give us all of that lovely come, soak our bodies, our faces our mouths with your semen.

As Becca pulled off of his long length and knelt before him, with Victoria positioned beside her, they both looked expectantly at the wet dribbling cock as it bounced before them. Becca looked up at the man before her; completely naked he looked powerful. His sweat covered body glistened in the light, his large pectoral muscles well defined, abdominals rigid, biceps huge. His most impressive "muscle", inches from her face. "Come for me," she whispered, "come for both of us......"

Both women opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues, Becca nearest to the bobbing cock swiping her tongue at a dribble of come as it fell. Victoria not wanting to be left out grabbed his cock just behind the head and pointed it in her direction. The contact on his erect phallus of filbert-nailed, delicate fingers was all Connor could take. Just as his cock-head was positioned in front of Victoria's mouth a huge spray of ejaculation shot into her mouth, skipping across her tongue and hitting her squarely at the back of the throat, almost making her gag at the force of it. A stringy strand fell from her bottom lip onto her chest, such was the volume of his first spurt. She quickly swallowed and placed her lips around the helmet of his cock to accept another delivery fully down her throat this time. Swallowing hard as the cock was pulled from her mouth by Becca. "Hey, let me have some!"

Connor's cock was like a high pressure hose that had burst and was spilling forth its contents. As his cock was directed towards Becca V, another shot left the end catching Victoria full in the face and left eye, across her cheek and into her already come soaked hair. Becca's tongue caught some of the stray come dribbling down just as another ejaculation shot forth. Connor's come splashing over her lips and chin as she quickly opened her mouth to swallowed the beast in her hands, another shot hit her on the neck and fell across her breasts. Her lips enclosed around the end of Connor's cock as another strong spurt filled her mouth. 

She savoured the taste within before being forced to swallow as another shot filled her to overflowing. She dribbled come from her mouth, falling onto her wet juice covered breasts and thighs. Connor's semen ran from her breasts like white lava from twin peaked volcanoes. But Victoria was not going to waste any of it and leaned forwards to lick and suck upon the young woman's breasts, capturing all of the precious nectar.

Becca removed her lips from the plum shaped end of the prick gingerly as if not wanting to waste more come should it fire forth, and began to wank on the shaft furiously, pumping her hand up and down the full length. Connor moaned again, the pleasure of this last release was unfathomable. To have two very attractive women, naked and kneeling at his feet, fighting over his cock and its sticky contents was fantastical. The sheer volume of semen that he had produced over the last few days was testament to the level of arousal these women had taken him to. Becca's hands worked with enthusiasm on the erection and her reward was another sizable spurt of hot come, not as large as those before but still enough to splash across her thighs and onto her pussy. Connor bore witness to the shot and also noted her newly shaven mound. "God," he exclaimed, "you have shaven your pussy, was that for me?"

"Yes," she panted at him, "just for you and no-one else to enjoy." Becca V licked her lips, "well, perhaps for my enjoyment too?" She smiled as she stood and facing Victoria pushed her pubic mound onto her face. Victoria instinctively pulled back away from the swollen lips, but Connor walked round behind her and gently grasping her head, up turned it so that Becca could slide her fanny towards her lips. "Lick," he commanded her. 

Vicky closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue and Becca V did the rest of the work, parting her fanny lips with both hands, she leaned further forwards, legs either side of Victoria's head and allowed the tongue to find her clit. At the contact she released her labia and grasped hold of Connor's massive biceps hungrily pulling him towards her for a kiss. She reached over Victoria's shoulder for Connor's now limp knob, and gently fondled it. Drips of come fell onto Victoria's shoulder and down over her collar bone as she was trapped between the two in their passionate embrace.

Victoria licked and kissed gently on the pussy before her, but in truth all of them were spent and well aware of the time. They needed to get out of the vaults before the other employees started to arrive, and it would be suspicious if they all left at the same time just in case someone was already there.

Connor helped Victoria to her feet, she was visibly shaky. He quickly got dressed. Within minutes he looked as fresh as he did when he arrived that morning, only the beads of sweat on his brow bore evidence to the threesome's antics.

Becca found her bra and loaded her ample breasts into it, they were still wet and sticky from Connor's come and Victoria's attentions, her nipples were still standing very proud, but none of this bothered her. She slipped her arms into the blouse and wrapped it about her, securing it at the waist. Then she pulled down her skirt from where it had been pushed up to over her hips. Apart from the come in her hair, the translucent trails across her thighs and the evidence of semen on her face; the smudged make-up and absent lipstick, she looked good to go too. "You go to the rest room," he said "and finish cleaning up. I'll clean up here."

"Ok lover," Becca V replied, grabbing another quick kiss, "but make sure you get some rest today, because I want some more of this tonight, I'm addicted!" She placed a hand over the sleeping bulge in his pants, looking longingly into his eyes before quickly moving her hand away again. "Ohhh noooo! I can feel myself tingling again!" She turned and blowing a kiss at Vicky ran for the stairs and disappeared from sight with a clatter of stiletto heels.

Connor looked at Victoria, who hadn't moved since he had picked her up from the floor. She looked well and truly fucked! The smile on her face however spoke volumes. There was pleasure, tiredness, satisfaction, sorrow/loss and fulfilment plain for all to see. Connor picked up her blouse from where he had thrown the torn garment. He looked at the proud woman as she stood before him, perhaps smaller in statue know than he remembered before, or maybe just less intimidating? One of her stockings was higher than the other on her thigh; one shoe was off, no knickers. Her come splattered pubic hair was stuck to her body. Her large firm breasts stood proud. The bustier holding the beautiful orbs in place was a war zone of come and juices. Her breasts glistened from the licking she had received, lots of little love bites were visible too as well as Becca V's lipstick kisses. Her hair had many globules of his come in it, and this he realised would give the game away if anything.

He knelt before her and using the blouse, rubbed away as much of the sex juices upon her stockings and pubes as he could. He then straightened her wayward stocking and tightened one of the garter straps to make sure the stockings were at the same height. He then stood, mopping at her breasts making sure they were as come free as possible. He looked down at her face bearing witness to a tear as it cascaded across her cheek. She was biting at the corner of her lip as he gently lifted her chin with the knuckle of his hand. "What... what is the matter?"

"I can safely say," Vicky replied between sobs, "that I have never been treated with such gentleness or such roughness by man and woman before. It has been absolute heaven, even being left alone in the dark. That gave me much time to ponder. I don't want this to end here! I want you Connor. I have wanted you from the very day that you started at this branch; the only difference now is I'm not afraid to say it. I will walk out of here with no panties, no skirt and no blouse on. Everyone will see, but I will have a big smile on my face too. I'll be content to suffer with the ridicule knowing that it has been more than worth it. 

No, no don't say anything; I don't want this moment to be spoilt by you telling me that I forced you into this and that you didn't enjoy any of it and that what I get is what I deserve. I want to go away from here thinking that we all had a good time. A good time that for me will not happen again. I have never had as many orgasms in one day, or one month for that matter, as you have induced in me today, Connor.

Your magnificent cock will be in all of my fantasies in the future as I masturbate, that is something that you cannot take from me and something that I would not have had but for today." 

Connor looked directly into her flooded eyes as he spoke. "Victoria, I was annoyed at being forced into having sex with you, particularly as I thought it would ruin my relationship with Becca V. But you must remember one thing, men are simple creatures, if things don't turn them on, then they can't perform. What I'm saying is, of course I enjoyed it. I enjoyed all of it, from your body, to your lingerie, to your mouth and your pussy. I loved your tight arse and watching you kissing and caressing Becca. Above all I enjoyed making you scream in orgasm, this has been an absolute fantasy for me as well you know. 

I was delighted by making you come as many times as you did. Now, let's get you fixed up as best as we can and you can then get out of here before too many people start arriving. At least if you are back at your desk, you can cover your modesty behind that. I can then nip back to your place and get you some more clothes."

"The fact that you would do that for me makes me feel all the worse for what I did Connor. But if I hadn't I would never have seen you naked, never have tasted you, or felt that huge penis of yours entering me....oh!" She bit her lip again.

Connor picked up her jacket and held it up for her to slip her arms into. He leant forwards and gently kissed each nipple before closing up the jacket and doing the buttons. The jacket was just long enough to cover her bum and make it look like she was wearing a very, very short skirt. She might get away with it he thought. The top button on the jacket was between her breasts. Once done up it did nothing other than enhance and draw attention to, her fabulous cleavage. But he knew she would probably like that anyway. Victoria felt a sudden thrill at having to meet her co-workers sans knickers and skirt and wondered what they would think if they knew? She would add that to her masturbational fantasy bank!

Connor cleaned the table with Victoria's ruined blouse and stuffed all evidence into his pockets, including Vicky's knickers and skirt. He then tried to remove as much come from her hair as possible before running his fingers through it combing some life and style back. It was a poor job, but the best he could do given the circumstances. "OK," he said, "I think we are ready!"

"Thank you, you lovely man!" Victoria cupped his face and stole a long lingering kiss, forcing her tongue into his mouth and biting upon his lower lip. She was pleased that he didn't pull directly away, and surprised when he pulled her tightly to him with his strong arms. She felt every hard curve of his body through his clothing and gasped into his mouth, "MY GOD! He's getting hard again!" She ground her hips into his swelling erection as he grasped her rounded arse. "Ohhh Connor, you are trouble, big trouble." She slipped her hand over the semi hard cock curled tightly in his trousers. "Oh Connor," she looked up into his smiling eyes, "I want you again!"

He grasped her by the shoulders and spun her around, patting her hard on the bottom, "out!" he commanded following her towards the stairs. Her pussy had started to burn again, but she knew they must go. Connor followed her closely she could feel his eyes burning into her body.

Connor's eyes roamed over the swinging hips as Victoria climbed the stairs, her stocking clad legs looked remarkable her bare thighs above the stocking tops from this angle clearly visible as was her exposed pussy. Looking ripe for another fucking, he thought. God how was he going to deal with this? He wanted the both of them, and at the same time too. Victoria looked back at him, catching his hungry stare. "Are you looking up my jacket Connor? Can you see my dribbling fanny?" She laughed and continued up. He was trouble alright she thought but maybe also in trouble. Because having sampled that huge cock of his, she knew she must have it again. The only question was how was she going to manoeuvre him into fucking her next time? She'd have to sleep on that!