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Robyn

By: Irish Moss



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. Your opinions are welcome but your attacks are not. 

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Due to some piss-poor planning on my part and that of my roommate, Rob, I had to make a quick run over to the convenience store a couple of blocks from our house. We were having a party and had neglected to pick up ice and mixers, so I was overpaying for orange juice, cranberry juice and club soda. I guess, actually, I was paying extra for "convenience," hence the name. As it turned out, though, my run over there ended up being extremely fortuitous. As I was walking out the door with my purchases, a very attractive woman around my age was walking toward me. Despite being loaded down, I held the door for her and, just as she was thanking me, I realized that I knew her.

"Bob?" I asked. That stopped her in her tracks because it was a nickname I'd used as far back as middle school for a girl I'd been friends with but who I hadn't seen in a few years. She turned back and broke into a smile.

"Charlotte!" she replied, using the nickname she'd used for me.

I set the ice down and gave her a one-armed hug then we stepped out of the doorway. We started catching up a little as my bag of ice proceeded to begin melting when I had an idea that made a lot more sense.

"I'm here picking up supplies for a party," I told her, "why don't you come by? I'm roommates with Robbie."

"Get the hell out!" she replied, "I'm roommates with Bev!"

"Well bring her along," I suggested, "We live right there."

From the front of the store, you could see the house we were renting two blocks away, so I just pointed it out.

"No way," Robyn replied, "We live right over there."

She pointed to an apartment complex nearby. We'd been living within a few blocks of each other and just hadn't known it.

"Well, if you want," I said, "come over a bit early and the four of us can catch up before the party really gets started."

We exchanged phone numbers, hugged again then I headed on my way while she continued into the convenience store. Rob found it pretty cool that I'd run into her and that she and Bev lived nearby. He was glad I'd invited them to come by. As I'd suggested, they came by early and we had a nice little reunion as we finished up our last-minute preparations for the party. They both looked great; Robyn was still a thin brunette but with a bit more curves to her than back when I'd been inspired to call her Bob and Bev, who'd always been just a bit curvier, still wore her naturally blonde hair long. As our other guests arrived, there were quite a few who knew both Robyn and Bev so there was a lot of catching up going on. It was a great night and led to Rob and me hanging out with Robyn and Bev quite a bit from that point forward.

Initially, it was nothing more than the four of us hanging out occasionally, going to a bar, or catching a movie or hooking up with some other friends. It was purely platonic, though I certainly had my fair share of thoughts about what it might be like if it wasn't. I didn't want to mess up a good thing, though, and was content to see how things played out. Neither of them had boyfriends and neither Rob nor I had a girlfriend, so I knew there was potential, especially if a bit of alcohol was involved, which it often was. The first time anything really happened, though, there was actually no alcohol being consumed. Whether it was Robyn trying to initiate something or just a natural turn of events ultimately didn't matter to me because I was more than pleased with the way things went that evening.

It was after work on a Tuesday evening when Robyn called to see what we were up to but Rob was taking a night school class so I was on my own for the night. Robyn was calling because Bev was out for the night, too, so I asked what she wanted to do. Rather than going out, she was up for just sitting around at my place watching some TV. I'd left the door unlocked and was in the recliner in front of the TV when she arrived, so I just yelled for her to come on in. It was warm enough that she'd walked over wearing shorts that really showed off her long, thin legs which I knew my attention would be drawn to so I was going to have to be careful. She didn't make it any easier on me when she decided to join me in the recliner rather than taking another seat. It wasn't exactly made for two people, but we were both thin enough, though we did end up with one of her legs draped over one of mine. We watched and chatted for a while before I reached down to touch her calf because it looked so smooth.

"Wow," I said, turning to face her, "did you shave your legs just for me?"

"Well, I...uh..." Robyn stammered, which immediately suggested to me that she actually had shaved her legs just for me. I'd actually just been kidding, but her reaction was enlightening. She was starting to blush and I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable so, somehow, my subconscious decided the best thing to do was to kiss her. I don't believe I gave it any conscious thought at all, and maybe that was a good thing, but our faces weren't that far apart to begin with and I suddenly felt her soft lips against mine. Fortunately, she was quite receptive to the kiss and it went from kind of sweet and romantic to a lot more passionate pretty quickly. The recliner kicked all the way back so that we were nearly flat, Robyn on her back and me on my side. The hand that had been checking out her smooth calf had slid right up to her smooth inner thigh. Normally in this position I'd probably have gone for her boob first but, since she didn't brush my hand away from her inner thigh or move it somewhere else, I just kept softly caressing it, once I actually realized that I'd been doing it. Of course, as I caressed it, I moved it up higher and higher until it was up the leg of her shorts and contacting her panties. With no objection still, I ran my fingertips over the damp front of her panties as she spread her legs for me. I interpreted this as an invitation so I slipped my hand out of the leg of her shorts and used it to unbutton them.

I was really pleasantly surprised with this turn of events and didn't want to give Robyn any reason to reconsider the way things were going. I figured we had several hours available before Rob got home so I should take my time and not push for anything to happen too quickly. My goal immediately became to try to make her cum because, even if nothing else happened, that would increase the chances of her being interested in hooking up again after tonight. Once I had the zipper down, I slipped my hand into her shorts and went back to lightly caressing the front of her panties.

Having my hand inside her shorts was, of course, huge but I was also beyond pleased just to be kissing her. Not only was Robyn really cute but I'd had a crush on her when we'd first started going to school together back in the day. We'd become friends and I wasn't really carrying a torch for her all through school, but I definitely always felt an attraction to her. Add to that the fact that I wasn't currently involved with anyone and neither was she and it just really felt right. At that moment, I just wanted to make sure that everything I did would result in things continuing to progress and that I didn't do anything to screw it up.

When I slipped my hand into Robyn's panties, I felt a bit of a trim bush there before my fingers found the slippery folds of her pussy. She moaned as I slipped a finger into her but, when I started to lightly caress her clit, she had to pull her mouth from mine briefly to express the pleasure that she was experiencing. She quickly pressed her lips against mine again and expressed even more passion through her kissing. I was happy to have such an effect on her just as I was happy to have my hand inside her panties. This was definitely an opportunity to take advantage of. I wanted to provide her with as much pleasure as I could manage while simultaneously appreciating being given the opportunity to do so. I focused on gently caressing her clit while occasionally dipping my finger into her snug, slippery pussy to spread some more of her juices over it. She was rocking her hips and moaning almost continuously which was unquestionably a good thing.

As much as I wanted to eat her pussy and lap up all of those juices, I didn't want to abruptly change the status quo, especially in case she wasn't ready for that yet. I didn't even try to get her shorts and panties off for the same reason. Though it is always a bit trickier to work inside the confines of a snug pair of panties, I always kind of felt like, if I had been granted the opportunity to slip my hand into her panties, I was perfectly okay with keeping it there. I mean, why be so anxious to get your hand into her panties, then immediately want to take her panties off? It didn't make sense to me. So I was relishing the opportunity I'd been granted and making sure she didn't regret granting it. Based on how she was writhing around and moaning, and how much wetter and more engorged her pussy felt each time I dipped my finger into it, I was pretty certain that there was going to be no regret on her part.

After a while, I could feel her starting to tense up some and surmised that she was right on the verge of cumming. I was feeling some relief myself, since this had been my goal, and a bit of anticipation to see where this would go next. She finally pulled her mouth from mine and pressed her face against my neck while moaning longer and louder. I just kept it going, the way I had been the entire time, even as she let out a different sounding moan that seemed to be expressing relief and her body started to tremble. I didn't want to adversely affect her orgasm by stopping too soon so I waited until she went completely still and had let out a ragged sigh before I slipped my hand out of her panties. I wanted to lick her juices off my finger but, again, I wasn't sure how she'd react to that, so I didn't.

"That was, oh my God, I don't think I've ever..." she was stammering again so she just kissed me hard while she gathered her thoughts.

"Even with my own fingers," she started, blushing again, "I've never cum so hard just from..."

She trailed of and just wiggled her fingers.

"From letting a guy get to third base?" I suggested.

"Exactly!" she exclaimed, "So now I'm going to show you how much I appreciated it."

She went right to work opening my shorts and quickly had my throbbing, rigid cock extracted. She repositioned herself so that, while I was now reclining on my back, she was kneeling beside me. She pumped my cock in her fist briefly before lowering her head and engulfing it in her mouth. I moaned as she slid her lips down my shaft, my attention fixed on the visual of my cock disappearing into her mouth. I suspected that it was not going to take very long before I was blowing a load and hoped that she would be willing to receive it in her mouth. She started to slowly slide her mouth up and down my tool, holding the base initially but gradually beginning to gently pump it. Her oral skills certainly were not lacking so I made sure that I let her know verbally how much I was enjoying her cocksucking.

It was almost too much, not only receiving a blowjob, but receiving a blowjob from Robyn and in the daylight so I could watch. My cock had been hard from the moment our lips first met and to now have her orally pleasuring me, knowing I was going to get relief, was just outstanding. I don't know whether she was trying to draw out my pleasure or just trying to make me cum but, either way, there wasn't much chance of me being able to hold out for very long. When she cupped my balls with her free hand, I was just about done for. I could feel my cock becoming even thicker, though she never hesitated, and the level of pleasure I was feeling was unprecedented. I think I was still telling her how incredible she was but I really can't remember since I don't believe any blood was flowing to my brain at that moment.

When I finally exploded into her mouth, my orgasm was incredibly intense and, while I was savoring the pleasure, I also noted that she was swallowing my load and continuing to suck me off. It wasn't until I was completely spent that she stopped sucking my cock and raised her head.

"I hope that was okay," she said, looking unsure of herself.

"Okay?" I asked, "That was fucking fantastic!"

I pulled her toward me and, despite her cum breath, I kissed her hard.

"Now, I hope you will allow me to return the favor," I said.

"You don't have to," she replied, "but I'm certainly not going to try to stop you."

"Good," I said, "because I really want to and I wouldn't make it easy for you to stop me."

I kissed her again then grabbed the handle on the side of the recliner and un-reclined us. I moved to the floor and knelt before her, reaching for her shorts and sliding them down, leaving her panties on her for the moment. Her light-purple panties were nothing fancy, so I wasn't sure if she'd put them on expecting me to see them or not. I set her shorts aside after sliding them down her long, smooth legs, then pushed her legs apart and kissed her smooth inner thighs from her knees to her panties. I caressed the front of her panties again then kissed her hips and abdomen before starting to slide them down. She raised her ass up for me so I ran my hands over her bare cheeks while sliding her panties down. As I worked the front down, a dark brown, groomed strip of fur was revealed which made me think that she was ready for swimsuit season to start. It briefly occurred to me, although I was in the process of getting her naked, that she probably looked incredible in a bikini. I wondered whether I'd have the opportunity to spend some time with her in her bikini while other guys looked on enviously.

I set her panties aside, too, once I'd slid them down her long legs then spread her legs apart again. I admired her trim bush as I lowered my face toward it then ran my tongue up through it, along her slit. She moaned and pushed her pussy toward my face so I did it again, slowly running my tongue up her slit and slurping up the juices she was producing. I continued doing this but gradually began to direct my focus more on her clit until I was licking just that. I slipped a finger into her while licking and sucking her clit as she grabbed my head while whipping her own head back and forth. Her pussy was just as incredibly hot and juicy as it had been when I'd had just my hand inside her panties, and I knew that the odds were now even better that I'd be slipping my cock into her before the night was through.

At this point, my goal was not only to make her cum again, but also to enjoy the opportunity to have my face between her thighs, licking her clit and fingering her pussy. I certainly hadn't expected when I woke up that morning that, by the end of the day, I'd be eating pussy, much less Robyn's pussy. I assumed that it was pretty unlikely that this would be my only opportunity to eat her pussy but I absolutely wanted to make sure I fully appreciated the opportunity as well as making sure that she enjoyed it as much as I could manage. Not surprisingly, the longer I ate her pussy and the more I considered where I was and what I was doing, the quicker my spent cock was recovering. Even as fast as she appeared to be building up to her second orgasm, I was still feeling like I'd probably be ready to go again by the time she finished cumming.

Much like when I'd made her cum with my finger alone, Robyn's pussy was becoming wetter and more engorged the closer she got to cumming. I just continued doing my best to make sure she experienced the greatest level of pleasure possible and was feeling pretty comfortable that I was accomplishing that goal. She was tensing up a little bit while pulling my head toward her pussy but it didn't adversely affect what I was doing. I was certain of this when she suddenly went limp and her body started to shake as her orgasm coursed through her. I continued to eat her pussy as she was cumming and planned to keep at it until I was absolutely certain she was through. Her orgasm appeared to not only be quite long but pretty intense, as well, based on the noises she was making. When she finally seemed to be settling down, I raised my head and slipped my finger from her pussy into my mouth. I was still kneeling with my face close to her pussy, further admiring it, when she spoke.

"Oh my God, you're fucking incredible," she finally gasped out, "I'm so glad we ran into each other that night at the store."

"No such thing as a coincidence," I replied, standing up with my rigid cock sticking out before me.

"Do you have a condom?" she asked, reaching out to stroke my cock.

"Of course," I replied, "Do you want to stay out here or go to my bedroom?"

"When is Rob going to be home?" she asked.

"Oh, he's not even out of class yet, and he always goes to the bar afterwards," I said after checking the time, "so we've got several hours yet."

"Good," she replied, "let's stay right here on the recliner."

I had a condom in my wallet which was sitting nearby so I grabbed my wallet and extracted it but didn't open it immediately. First I wanted us both to be completely naked, so I stripped off my t-shirt, which was my last remaining article of clothing. Then I helped Robyn stand up and raised her t-shirt up over her head, leaving her wearing just her bra. I caressed her tits for the first time through her bra, feeling her hard nipples pressing out against the thin material, then reached behind her and unhooked it. My attention was fixed on her tits as her bra slid down her arms and they were revealed. They were of about average size with small areolas and hard nipples, which I lowered my head to lick and suck while she held my head and moaned. I was caressing the soft flesh while my lips and tongue were working but my hands found their way down to her ass, which I had not yet spent enough time caressing, either. Robyn finally took my face in her hands and turned it up so that I was looking at her.

"Let's fuck," she said with a smile and I thought I might have fallen in love with her at that precise moment. I straightened up and grabbed the condom, tearing it open and just tossing the wrapper aside. I rolled it down on my throbbing cock then we both climbed onto the recliner and I laid us out nearly horizontal again. She straddled me and guided my cock to her pussy, then sat down on it, engulfing it in her hot, slippery confines. We both moaned as my cock filled her and I was amazed at how snug she was. She sat for a moment before starting to slowly move up and down on my shaft while I reached up to fondle her tits again. Despite the thin layer of latex, her pussy felt outstanding as it slid up and down my tool. I was savoring the feel of her riding me while also enjoying the feel of her tits against my palms. I caressed the soft, smooth flesh and ran my hands over her hard nipples while watching the expression of pleasure on her face. It made me smile knowing that she was so visibly enjoying herself.

As she continued to ride me, my hands also caressed her waist, upper thighs and ass. It turned out that the only thing that could distract me from her face was when I noticed her boobs bouncing. I would still fondle them a bit but my hands spent more time on her sweet ass while my gaze was spending more time on her perky tits. I wasn't really pushing up into her as she was riding me, leaving her in control of the pace. The longer she rode my cock, the faster she was riding it as she pursued yet another orgasm. I could even feel through the condom that her pussy was becoming hotter and wetter as she got closer and closer to cumming again. My own orgasm was beginning to stir, as well, the longer she rode me. I was in no immediate danger of cumming, but I was enjoying a slow and pleasurable build-up and expected to be not too far behind her when she came.


Robyn A Slut?



Thank you angel love for your time in editing my stories.

This story can stand alone but will make more sense if you read "In the eyes of a Child First."

Part 1

I am Robyn and I'm married to Tommy Collins. His name sounds like a drink doesn't it? Right now Tommy is in Jail for sending our daughter away. I am a good mother and have always done the best for Susan. Tommy's main problem is that he caught me in bed with a black man. As far as Tommy knows this was the first and only time, but Marc was just one of many. I don't know why Tommy is taking sex with Marc so hard, it is not as if I love Marc or even like him very well. Tommy's problem is that he just does not get it. I love Tommy with all my heart and always will.

I have never cheated on Tommy. I have never given my love to another man. Sex is just sex. It's a bodily function. It does not mean anything and it's certainly not love but most people just do not get it. Sex is just a tool to use in business or on the personal level. I use it in business often, to land that account or to thank a team member who has worked hard. I personally don't see any problem with that at all.

My first remembrance of sex was when I was a young teen. I had come in from school and heard my mother. Being an inquisitive young lady, I wanted to know where the noise was coming from. I went upstairs to the locked doorof mom and dad's bedroom. I could here voices in there so I knocked. Mom screamed when she heard the knock and told me to go away. 

Later a the nice man that was visiting mom came into the backyard and gave me some money. He told me to call him Uncle Jack.I was soon to learn I had a lot of uncles. Then every time Jack came over, he would give me money. In later years I decided mom was having sex for money and so mom never said anything to daddy and I did not either.

By the time I was eighteen, I was having sex regularly. I was able to get men to do whatever I wanted. And because of my good grades, I was able to keep Mom and Dad off my back.

The summer between High School and College around ninteen things changed. I made friends with an older girl who worked as an exotic dancer in a club downtown. The first time I saw her body I was amazed. She was shaved smooth but the hottest thing about her, or at lest I thought it was hot, was her pussy.

Her clitty stuck out. It must have been an inch long and her pussy lips looked huge. She saw me staring at it and accused me of being a lez. She then asked if I had ever seen other women nude before. I told her I had seen my mom and the girls in gym class. But none of them looked like her. Her clitty was big and her inner lips were long. She stood, laughing and laughing at me. I was so embarrassed that I started to cry so she came over and put her arm around me.

"I did this to myself; Men like how I look now and I can make more money dancing. Would you like to look like this?" she asked. I shook my head yes. "One thing is no one can know about this and you have to do exactly what I say even if it hurts," she said. 

I agreed and we started. Again, at the time I did not see any thing wrong with it. Hey, it's my body right?

"There are three steps that I want you to go through First; we will stretch your clit by using a vacuum pump on it. Second, we will use these Dildos on you. Each one gets bigger and bigger. Your body does stretch and tries to come back to its original size. But each time it is stretched the muscles lose some of their ability to return to their original shape," she said. 

"You will get bigger and bigger and when we are done you should easily put your fist in there. Last, we will put weights on your pussy lips and stretch them too," she said with a smile.

We did this all summer long and because it hurt, so much I didn't have sex with anyone during that time. By the start of my first year of college, I was beginning to be very proud of how I looked. I kept the blonde hair above my pussy trimmed close and my fat pink lips and clitty showed, when I went commando you could see them through my clothes. 

I kept doing these steps into that first year of college until I met this boy. I was in the library doing some research for a marketing paper when I saw him coming to my table. It seemed that all the other empty seats at the other tables were saved. 

"Is this seat taken?" he asked. 

I told him no that he could sit there if he wished, not looking up from my book.

"Thank you for being so kind," he said. 

I looked into his big brown eyes and knew I wanted to know him better. We had been there for a couple of hours when he asked me if I would have a soda with him. As we walked to the snack bar I noticed how polite he was, everything was yes, no, please and thank you. He was very much a gentleman. The next afternoon I was talking to some friends and they were asking about why I was wasting my time with "the hick".

"Tommy is not a hick. He is more of a gentleman than any of you boys," I said.

They started laughing and I turned around and saw Tommy standing behind me.

"I just came over here to ask you for a date," he said. 

I told him I would love to go out with him. I will always remember that first date. He showed up dressed in dress pants and a sports jacket. It was nothing fancy just off the rack at some department store. I really liked him and later when I had to tell him my parents had lots of money just maybe I would not scare him off. 

My mom's family has a lot of money. The only thing I know is that she still had business in Las Vegas and goes out there once every couple of months to check on things. I think she cheats on daddy while she is there also but she is still my mom and I love her. Every week Tommy kept asking me out and I always accepted. We were soon becoming a couple.

About that time, I started working a few hours at dad's marketing firm. I always enjoyed the work and people until one Friday night. I stopped by after evening classes to see my dad. When I walked in Bud and Marc and some of the others in that department were partying.

"Have you seen my Dad?" I asked. 

"He has already left for the day but since you are here why don't you come and celebrate with us," Bud said. 

No thanks was my reply.

"Bet little Missy thinks she's too good to drink with us," Marc said. 

I went over and sat down, and they gave me a drink. I drank all of it and they fixed a second one but half way through it, I started feeling funny and very horny. Bud walked me over to the couch and told me I was going to be their bonus for winning a big contract. After that, I remember having sex and a lot of it all night. They made me cum and cum and cum until I passed out from all the sex. 

I woke up the next morning on the office couch, so sore I was hoarse, and both my holes hurt. I carefully made it to my apartment and into a hot tub then the phone rang.

"Robyn, this is Bud. Before you start to say anything about what happened last night you need to see this tape. I'll be over in one hour to show it to you," he said. 

About an hour later, Bud rang my doorbell. I let him in and he put the tape in my machine. The tape was edited to look like I agreed to have sex with Bud, Marc and the three security guards. 

"All of the men in the Department including Jim have a copy of this tape Robyn and you will be our slut. But don't worry after some time has passed you will begin to love all the sex, if you don't already." 

"What we have on tape is the last four hours that you were fucked. It was the first couple of hours you fought us. We had to hold you down to keep you from running away. Then you started to like it and we started to tape when you began to love being fucked," he said. 

"Here is your copy. Now you are as big a slut as your mom was," he said. 

I told him Mom and I were not sluts, but he just laughed at me. He then turned and walked out the door. I was so ashamed I did not want to see Tommy at all. So I avoided him for a few weeks until he bumped into me at school. He looked so hurt and he thought us not dating was his fault. He was so sweet that I started to fall in love with him. 

We were soon together all the time and by the end of school, we were talking marriage. By then I had learned how to separate sex and love. Sex had become a function love was what I felt for Tommy. He had my very soul. Sex was what I had to give Jim, Bud, Marc and the others to keep my parents and Tommy from seeing the tape.

The school year was over and Dad wanted me to work that summer for him. Tommy had also asked me to go spend the summer with him at his parent's farm. I didn't want to hurt my father but just maybe if I could get away from Bud and the guys for a while they would forget about me and move on to some girl that worked for dad. 

As soon as class was over, I went home for a week. I knew they wouldn't call me there and make dad suspicious. The next week we left for Tommy's farm. Things were great there. We went for picnics, swimming, and just had fun. I met all of his family, which took quite a while and I liked all of them. But the person I liked most was Sara. We got along very well. I could tell we were a lot alike. I could tell she had a big crush on Tommy. 

I also met Tommy's ex girlfriend Sally. She was so beautiful. I felt special that Tommy had picked me over her and I could tell she stilled loved him very much.

One day we went on a special picnic and Tommy proposed to me. I knew I should have said no because if he ever found out about my past it would kill him. But I had fallen so deeply in love with him, I knew I could stop what I was doing and maybe with me being married, they would just let me go. So I said "Yes". 

His parents threw a big party. My parents came from the city and all his family were there. During the party, Tommy and I made love for the first time. He had been such a gentleman. He hadn't even tried and because of what was happening to me, I was glad. 

Sex with Tommy was great. He was bigger than most of the other men I had fucked. I was happier than I had ever been in my life. Summer was over and we decided to pool our money and move into a nice place together. This worked out great because five months had passed and Marc and the others had left me alone. 

Life for Tommy and I was great until the weekend we went to visit my parents. First, I didn't know how Tommy would react when he saw where we lived but he took it in stride. The second problem was that I knew that dad was going to send mom and me shopping so he could have that 'you're marrying my daughter talk'. 

Then I knew we had to get through the party they were having for us at the club. I knew that Bud, Jim and Marc would be there as well as the others I had been fucking. I didn't think I would have a problem with Jim because he had met someone and was trying to stay true to her, but the other two were trouble. 

Tommy and I were going around meeting people when I saw a friend from High School. I left Tommy at the bar to go see her. We visited for a while then I had to go to the restroom. When I did, Bud and Marc followed me in.

"So you are getting married Robyn, it sure would be a shame if old Tommy boy saw all of the tapes we have of you," Bud said.

"All of the tapes? What do you mean? There is only one," I said.

"No Jim, Marc and I have a complete collection. Jim even has the part of the first time we fucked you, the part where you were fighting Marc and I. The whole time you were saying no.... no... no..no. But what about now slut you want it and like it don't you?" he laughed.

He had pushed my legs apart, slipped his hand inside my panties and was finger fucking me. I started pushing back against his hand and God help me moaning and enjoying it. I came so hard I thought they would hear me outside as I kept cumming.

"I told you Robyn, that you would soon start to love all the sex, you slut. Just remember you still are our slut and if you don't behave Tommy and your daddy will have several hours of entertainment to watch," he said.

I rushed out of the rest room and bumped into Tommy. He had been looking for me. I saw him turn and see Bud and Marc too. I could see hurt and anger in his eyes. He told me that my Dad had been looking for me and we needed to get back to our table. 

I had figured that things were going to get a lot worse when Dad made his announcement to everyone about our engagement. Then he welcomed Tommy to the family and said Tommy was the kind of man I needed to control me. A few minutes later Tommy said something and left the table. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him having words with Bud and Marc then we went home.

I slipped in to Tommy's room that night and wanted him to love me but he would not. He was sure I had fucked them. I was able to swear to him I didn't and he made love to me. When he went to lick me, I am sure he was checking me out to see if I lied to him. Thank god, I hadn't had sex with anyone. 

Again, things went back to normal with Tommy and me until Dad kept pushing me to start working at least one day a week. So every Wednesday evening I would work until 10:00 PM. Jim would swing by on his way home from Anna's and he, Bud, then Marc would fuck me. This happened every week. Now I no longer hated it, instead I really started looking forward to it. And as always, they taped it. 

The rest of the time Tommy and I fucked like rabbits. I was on the pill but I wound up pregnant. I was very worried because I had no idea whose baby it was. I just hoped it was white. But because Tommy and I made love, so many times I just knew it had to be his and I really wanted his children.

About that time, I knew Tommy was starting to get suspicious and I did love him. When I told him I was pregnant, I also said I wanted to wait and not move up our wedding date. This pregnancy was a blessing, or I thought it would be. In my mind, I thought it would be great because the guys would leave me alone. 

But the problem was now I wanted them to fuck me so I now had to ask or sometimes beg them. This was very degrading to me, but the person that loved it most was Marc and he was now fucking me a lot. I guess it is true what they say about the black thing. Tommy was bigger but Marc could go for hours, cum, stay hard and cum again. Marc and I fucked once a week, maybe more and sometimes I still fucked Jim and Bud.

When it got close to the time for the baby, I took a leave of absence. I then decided again to be true to Tommy, which worked for a while. We had a beautiful daughter and I was so glad she was white and looked like me. When Tommy held her for the first time, I knew everything would be ok from now on. And it was, until the honeymoon. 

Tom and I had just had a round of great sex and he had gone to sleep. I was restless so I decided to take a walk be the water. I was only wearing my thong bottoms when I ran in to a nice 18 yr old boy. He grabbed me to keep me from falling and I landed on him. I attacked him and we had raw sex right there in the sand. I just could not control it. I needed it. 

But at the same time, I felt so guilty. For the first time I felt like I truly cheated on my husband. When I got back to our room and he saw me I made some lame excuse about falling in the sand. Then when he saw how red and bruised my pussy was I had to lie again telling him that he did it to me earlier. I was feeling so bad that after my shower I gave him my ass. Only Marc and Bud had it before but I wanted Tom to think he was the first and only. 

Tom and I had a lot of sex during our honeymoon and every thing was great. Only one time I thought he might know something was up when he asked about Jim. Tom wanted to know about Jim and Anna. I told him the truth except I was the woman Jim was caught having sex with. I still hoped that Anna was just lying about having the tapes. The stuff on them would destroy my marriage, my dad and the whole company. If Tommy ever ended up with them, there would be hell to pay; he is just too honest for his own good sometimes.

After the honeymoon, I tried and tried harder to be the type of wife Tommy deserved. But I was only able to as long as I stayed home. The minute I went back to work full time Marc, Bud and Jim had their hooks in me. I lived a dual life. One was wife and mother, the other was company slut. It was as if I was two different people and I was beginning to hate the slut me.

A funny thing happened. Sex had started to change for me with Tom. I don't know why but sometimes it was softer with much more holding, cuddling and kissing. As a wife, I began to feel that this must be what making love was like. I had heard some of my married friends talk about making love and sex as if they were two different things. Just recently, I began to understand. 

I slowly shot things down to a couple times a week for the guys. I had heard that Marc and Bud were now doing one of the nineteen-year-old office temp so they left me alone more. Only Jim kept after me for sex and I had begun to think he was falling for me. 

Then came the party. We had just closed a big deal and were going to celebrate. I had not gotten any messages from Tom. As the party started, I quickly noticed that there were more men than women there. Just the temp and I were there with about ten men. I also noticed the she was acting strange, so I asked Marc about it.

"Robyn I gave her something to make her relax a little. It is something new. A friend hooked me up. You also soon will feel its effects. It will make you a complete slut. Soon you will not care about anything but the next cock. The great thing is this drug is addictive. After you had it a few times you will be hooked and have to come to me for more cock and drug," he said.

"There is no way in Helllllllll," I said.

He with Bud's help grabbed my arm and Marc took out a syringe and pushed it in my arm. "This is your second dose Robyn and it's stronger and more pure than the one she got." 

I don't know much about that night. But I do know I was fucked a lot. My throat was sore as well as my pussy and ass. I remember Jim grabbing my clothes and me by the arm and leaving as all the men were gangbanging the other girl. He told me that they had just finished with me and he was sorry he could not stop them. 

Jim helped me get home and when I walked in the door, there was Tom and Sara. Tommy was yelling at me and I felt so bad and fucked out I went to bed. The next morning Tommy told me he was taking Susan and going with Sara to his parents' for a few days. Then when he returned we would talk. After the shape, he and Sara saw me in last night I couldn't say no. 

The minute they left, I called my doctor and asked if he would do me a favor and make a house call, which he did. When he came over, I told him I was at a party and I had been drugged, I showed him my arm and we took some pictures of it, then he took some blood to send to the lab. He told me we would have the results in about a week. 

He put me to bed and told me he would be back tomorrow. I called dad and told him I was talking time off, I was sick. I saw no one but the Doctor. I talked with Tommy at night and told him everything was fine. I couldn't say anything or I may loose him. Everything went fine until Wednesday. Wednesday my doorbell rang, I thought it was the Doctor, mom, or dad. When I opened the door there stood Marc. 

"Robyn, we have to talk. After Jim took you home he came back and told Bud and I that this was over. Seems he cannot find any of the tapes we made and gave him. He thinks Anna may have taken them and if they fall into the wrong hands this company is doomed. Bud and I may go to jail and you will loose Tommy for sure. I became hysterical. He moved over to hold me and he began to feel so nice. I hated him, but my pussy was soaked and I needed a cock. 




Robyn A Slut?



"Marc, can I have just a little of that stuff you have me on? I need some. I am so horny. I need to cum. Please give me a little and fuck me," I said.

"God Robyn what have we done to you, you are just a slut now aren't you?" he sighed. 

And that's how Tommy found us; fucking in our marriage bed. He caught me and I have no excuse, but he also took away my baby. With the stress and drug in my system, I did the unthinkable thing, I had my husband put in jail then I called daddy. Tommy told me he didn't know where Susan was and told the police Susan was safe. He said something had happened that he was an afraid for Susan's safety so she was staying with family. That was thirty days ago.

So do I love Tommy, Yes. Am I sorry for all of this? Yes. Do I want to stay married to Tommy? Absolutely...... yes. But can we stay married with out me destroying The man Tommy is?

Readers there is more to this story. Coming soon in the eyes of a child (Day 30 and the ending. Many of you have said you don't like chapters being written and submitted at different times. So I will finish "In the eyes of a child" in one or two parts. Then I may finish "Robyn" before I write "Tommy and ........." It is about what happens after "In the eyes of a child"and should be a good love story. I would love to do a story about Sara also. Again thanks for reading and commenting on my stories.

Gizzmo