2 comments/ 34717 views/ 12 favorites The Seduction of Alexa Ch. 01 By: AlexaRaynes All my life I had been lucky and I knew it. I was fortunate to have grown up in a nice neighborhood, was educated in private schools, and I was about to graduate from a reputable university with a solid grade point average. But the time was fast approaching where I would be on my own and entirely responsible for making my own way in this world at the tender young age of 21, and to be honest with you it made me feel vulnerable for the first time in my life. So why was that so exciting to me? Where most girls would feel fear, I was feeling a sense of adventure. I hadn't thought this part of it out yet and had no real plans, no prospects, and no ideas about what to do next or even where to go. Shit! The mid-morning sun was shining through my window warming up the room as I lie in my bed. I could feel it on my skin and the heat of it on my panties like someone's hot breath, making me wet. There was the sound of shopping bags rustling outside the door, the knob turned, and in walked my dorm mate, Samantha. It looked like she'd been out shopping all morning on her daddy's gold card. Samantha was my best friend and we had roomed together the entire four years of college. The first time we met was move-in day as freshmen and we've been inseparable ever since. Samantha looks a lot like me and I can't tell you how many times people ask if we're sisters. She's petite, like me, with long black hair, an innocent but pretty face, and an ass like a pilates instructor. The most notable different between us is Samantha has amazing tits that people just can't seem to ignore. She just barely fills a D cup so she wears a C cup to put girls on display and really enjoys the attention. Samantha has exhibitionist tendencies that she refuses to suppress and as a result her panties are usually soaking wet because she gets such a charge from teasing everyone. I love that quiet boldness about her because you would never know that under her cute, shy exterior lay a girl on fire who spends an extraordinary amount of her private time with her fingers in her pussy fantasizing about all the people she turned on that day. As for me, I like to dress a little more demure. I keep my perfectly round C cups covered up but my nipples are always hard which I think drives people a little crazy. I gave up trying to hide them a long time ago; it's just so comfortable wearing a pretty, silky, sheer bra and I love the way they feel against my easily excited nipples. No one could ever accuse me of being the exhibitionist that Samantha is, but I do have a penchant for indulging myself. The only other notable difference between me and Samantha is my perfectly rounded ass that barely fits into my jeans. My mother was Portuguese and I inherited all her best attributes, including her long and silky black hair. While Samantha unloaded her shopping bags I announced my epic realization that I didn't have a plan or a clue about where to go or what to do after graduation. Samantha didn't really have any plans either but she didn't have to worry about it. She had a guaranteed career in her father's accounting firm and would no doubt have it pretty easy. And I suppose it would be easy for me to work for her dad, make a lot of money and live a comfortable carefree lifestyle. The only drawback was that her father's firm was in a big city here in the east and for some reason I had a yearning to go west, somewhere I'd never been before. I wanted to explore and was more than ready for an adventure. I told Samantha I felt an urge to totally get away from my familiar surroundings and the security of a living in a place where everybody knew me. I saw the gleam in her eyes and knew the wheels were turning inside her pretty little head. Samantha was an imaginative girl and new ideas came quickly and easily for her, I could tell she was coming up with something wild and I wasn't wrong. She jumped up, grabbed her keys, took me by the hand and pulled me out of bed. "Get dressed" she said, "We're going to a bookstore I know that sells newspapers from around the country and I know exactly what we need. We'll the Sunday edition for the city I'm thinking about and browse through the Jobs section and look for something interesting." So as we walked out to her car she began to tell me about this little city in the Southwest that she'd been to with her family once; a city small enough to be laid back and friendly, but with enough industry to make for a decent economy. I was open to anything, I wanted a dramatic change and Samantha was eating it up. We brought the newspaper back to the dorm and Samantha looked through the jobs while I pounded out the most creative resume I've ever written. Then we looked over the ads she'd circled and picked five jobs to apply for. I sent emails with my resume and a photo to each one. Within two days I had three replies with invitations to interview next week and I accepted all three. My last final exam was today and Samantha had already finished hers successfully, we were going to be as free as birds after today. So we started packing for what we thought would be a nice little five day road trip. I only had one business dress and thankfully it was the perfect thing for interviewing, a cute little black sleeveless sheath dress that hugged my petite figure in a really sexy way without revealing any cleavage. I'd bought it for a job fair at school and never wore it again. After packing I ran off to take my last final exam of the semester. Since Samantha was the only friend I spent much time with there was no one else to say goodbye to, but I did pay a quick visit to my economics professor to get my exam results say goodbye. He was one of the few professors that actually showed a personality and seemed to really care about me doing well in his class. Plus, he was one of the few professors there that was actually a handsome man with a nice body. I admit there'd been times when I had slid my fingers in and out of my pussy thinking about him. I imagined him rubbing my pussy over my tight panties while I bent over his desk with my skirt hiked up right there in the classroom. I also had fantasies about squeezing his cock through those silk, beige dress pants with the pleats in the front. The professor always seemed to have a bulge in the front of his pants but for some reason his bulge seemed extra large in those pants. I would fantasize about squeezing his cock through those pants while I whispered in his ear about how much he turned me on, and how my wet little pussy would throb for him sometimes during class. There many times I had sat in class listening to his voice while he lectured, watching the smooth way he walked back and forth in front of the chalk board, so confident and sophisticated. The heat would build up in panties so bad I could hardly stand it. I had learned in college how to sit in a classroom with my legs crossed in such a way that I could squeeze my thighs together to make myself cum. I'd actually had some pretty epic orgasms that way, and I'm convinced I wasn't the only one who had discovered this. One time in particular I swear the guys sitting on either side of me could smell my heightened state of excitement. No doubt my arousal was lingering in the air because the two guys on either side of me had visible bulges in their jeans and I caught them looking at me every other minute. The boy on my left actually laid his hand on his crotch and was gently squeezing himself while he acted like he was listening to the lecture. But I knew he was totally engaged in what I was doing, squeezing my thigh muscles together, working my clit which was swollen like a pea and just as hard. My pussy was on fire. I felt so wet and so horny I could hardly contain myself. There seemed to be an electricity flowing between the three of us while we sat there together in silence secretly working ourselves into a quiet frenzy. The boys were catching glimpses of me and I was catching glimses of them, alternating between the two. The guy on my right obviously caught on to what was happening because he lowered his hand into his crotch and was plainly squeezing that dick. I remember wondering what kind of undies they were wearing, and imagined them getting wet and slippery by the pre-cum oozing out of the tip of their hardening cocks. If we hadn't been in class I might have been turned on enough to reach my hands out to each one to help them out. I knew I didn't have the guts to actually do something like that in real life but it was a hot fantasy that was really adding some shocking energy to the whole experience. There we were, the three of us locked in a fantasy together, masturbating in such a public place as a university classroom while the professor talked on about the increasing effects of a world economy. He had no idea that he had started all this. That memory came and went like a flash as I was leaning in to give the professor a friendly hug goodbye. I whispered in his ear a soft "thank you" and as I was leaning in to his ear I felt the warm smooth skin of his shaven face on my cheek and it sent a bolt of lightning through my groin. I wasn't wearing any panties under my thin little athletic shorts because I'd packed them all, and I felt a little of my own juices drip down onto the inside of my upper thigh. I had never even so much as shaken the professors hand before and here I was with him, cheek to cheek, his arms wrapped around my waist gently pulling me tighter to him in what must have looked like an innocent moment of student and teacher parting ways. But to me it was far more than that. I laid my arms over his shoulders and felt his body against mine, almost like a lover. As I whispered "thank you" I briefly had the urge to make my confessions to him. I was so enchanted by the heat of the moment that I lost a little bit of the control that I usually have and unconsciously dropped and hand down to the front of those beautiful pants he was wearing and gently slid my hand over his crotch, cupping the mass of his bulge and gently squeezed him. Then I suddenly realized what I was doing and pulled away from him as gracefully as I could; staring down at the floor, mortified at wondering what he was going to say or what he was going to do. I knew this was a total breach in protocol between student and teacher and I had no idea what the consequences would be. When I finally looked up I could see the shock in his face. He didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to do. Holy shit, I had just groped my economics professor, my pussy was leaking warm honey from feeling his body against mine and I was so nervous I didn't know what to do next. I said I was sorry and he just stood there trying to wrap his mind around what had just happened. I finally managed to turn around and walk away in the other direction. I got to the classroom door, pulled it open and flushed with embarrassment made my exit. Somehow I made my way out of the building into the open air. The rush of excitement had made me dizzy and the fresh air was helping to calm me down. As I walked back to my dorm room I re-lived that moment in my mind thinking about how the professor felt in my hand. He had filled my hand so completely, it was just as I'd imagined in my fantasies. I could still feel his heat in my hand and his soft, warm skin on my cheek, his smell overwhelming my senses and I was literally shaking from head to toe. However exhilarated I was feeling, I needed to refocus. Samantha was packing her car and we were leaving on our adventure out west when I returned to the dorms. I was heading in the direction of uncharted territory and it seemed I'd already gotten a head start. The Seduction of Alexa Ch. 02 The sun was setting on the horizon and the clouds seemed to glow like massive pillows of gold and the surrounding sky was an amazing blend of turquois, deep pink and twilight blue while the sky directly above and behind darkened into a startling indigo. We were only about 30 miles from our destination and I was captivated with the big skies of the southwest and the enchantment of the high desert landscape. This was my first time out west and I was falling in love with it. Where I came from, all you saw were trees so this wide open space with its dramatic colors, mesa's, sagebrush and small pine trees was captivating to me. Soon we were approaching the mountains and navigating through a stunning canyon that eventually revealed our destination. The sun had set and the city lights in the valley that lay before us were shimmering and elegant. We found our way to the Marriot hotel Samantha's dad had booked for us and settled into our room. Samantha and I had taken turns driving for 2 long days and we were too exhausted to go down to the restaurant so we ordered room service, showered, and started unpacking. We had the room for a whole week and all 5 of my interviews were tomorrow so it was a relief to know there would be plenty of time to relax and explore the city. The next morning I woke up refreshed and anxious to get started. The cute little business suit I'd brought with me would surely impress my perspective employers. It was black with faint blue pinstripes and hugged my body perfectly. I left an extra button undone on the french blue collared dress shirt I was wearing just to show off a little cleavage. Being a bit of a tease was always fun for me and I'd learned to use my petite assets to get my way when necessary. With a map of the city, a handful of resume's in my attache, and my best friend Samantha in tow I was on my way. The first four interviews went well for me but I was totally unimpressed by the companies I'd applied to and even further unimpressed with the manager's that had conducted the interviews. The last company on my schedule for the day was a small accounting firm that needed a new bookkeeper and because of how the day had gone so far I felt like my options were dwindling. Samantha parked the car in the tiny parking lot, gave me a good luck kiss and a few words of encouragement. I walked into the small office building that appeared to be occupied only by the firm and was greeted by a cute, young receptionist who was probably only a few years older than me and smiled in a warm, friendly way that made me feel welcomed. She introduced herself as Amber and told me they were all excited to meet me and had been looking forward to my arrival. I followed her back to an office, announced me to the person I was to interview with, then told me to go in as she introduced me to Steven who was one of two partners in the firm. I shook his hand as he greeted me and looked me over. Steven's handshake was firm and friendly, and he was an incredibly sexy man probably in his late thirties. He had dark, wavy hair, was clean shaven and a he had a slightly rugged look that sent a momentary jolt of electricity straight to my little pussy. He took a seat behind his desk and asked how my drive had been out to New Mexico from the east coast then told me a little about the firm and about himself. Apparently he had spent some time as an Army Ranger which helped explain his masculine build and obvious self-confidence. Just as I was starting to talk a little about myself the door to the office opened and in walked a woman who introduced herself as Steven's wife Vicky. She was a striking woman about 5' 8", probably the same age as Steven, with an hourglass figure and full, round breasts that made themselves obvious right away. She was showing a little cleavage and her breasts were so beautiful she must have had a little augmentation and lift done. Her skin was tan and she had these light, sexy freckles on her chest. Her long, thick mane of honey blonde hair was pulled back into sort of a Nina Dobrev pony tail which allowed me to notice her captivating jade green eyes and she was wearing a gorgeous black and white bodycon mini dress that was much hotter than anything I would dare to wear myself, but her presence was actually very elegant with a subtle but commanding manner. I stood to shake her hand and introduced myself, telling her how grateful I was for their time and consideration for this job. Vicky told me to have a seat as she turned to sit on the corner of Steven's desk. The two of them took turns asking me about my education and the accounting internship I'd served during my last year in college. I had served as an intern at a large accounting firm in my senior year to make sure I had some hands-on experience that would help me get a job after graduation and they both seemed impressed with my description of the duties I'd performed. They said they were looking to replace the bookkeeper that had just left and that I was the perfect candidate. Steve looked at Vicky and asked her what she thought, Vicky said she thought they should hire me and made me an offer right there. She went on to explain that they had just taken on a new client that was a mid-sized corporation who was expecting their full and immediate attention so a new bookkeeper was essential to taking on this new client. Steven added that I would start tomorrow, all my financial expenses would be taken care of and Vicky would help me lease a house. I told them I didn't have a car so Steven assured me he would take care of that. His partner, Michael, had a car that wasn't being used and Steven was sure Michael would agree to let me drive it as long as I needed. Things were moving very fast here and the sudden rush of it all had my adrenaline going. I didn't even know these people and I would be putting myself in a situation where my whole life would be so different. But this was exactly what I wanted to do and this was what I had come out here for to begin with. Vicky and Steven were taking just as much of a risk on me as I was with them, so why not take advantage of their generosity? They seemed like nice people and were obviously running a successful business. My mind turned to how flirtatious Steven and Vicky had been during the interview, not so much verbally as physically. Steven had a way of looking at me where I could tell he was interested in more than just our conversation, and even though he was married to Vicky I couldn't stop myself from finding him an incredibly sexy older man. I knew that tonight when I got to bed my fingers would be gently moving in and out of my pussy thinking about him and I honestly felt comfortable around both of them. Vicky was the first to break the silence that lingered while I considered everything that was happening. She offered to take me shopping for a few outfits that afternoon so I would feel confident and comfortable in the high level meetings that would be taking place this week and to consider the new clothes a sign-on bonus. I was a sucker for new fashion so I promised them I would start right away and we all shook hands to seal the deal. Vicky gave me a few minutes to fill Samantha in so I could tell her the good news. Samantha was shocked that I had made such a bold decision but she seemed just as excited about the whole thing as I was. She decided to go back to the hotel and wait for me there while Vicky and I went shopping and she made me promise to tell her the whole story when I got there. Vicky pulled around in a sexy little blue Mercedes SL with the top down, she waved for Samantha to come over and meet her. As Vicky and Samantha were chatting it up I noticed something behind the seat on the passenger side and could quite make out what it was. It had a rounded top and looked like it was covered in leather, it actually looked like some kind of saddle but I had never seen anything like it. I thought I would just ask Vicky what it was on our way to the mall. We drove down a boulevard apparently heading toward the mall so quickly asked Vicky what the gadget behind the seat was and she called it a Sybian machine. I told her I didn't have a clue what a Sybian was and she promised she would show it to me when we finished our shopping. In just a few short minutes we'd reached the mall and Vicky parked in front of the Macy's; this was going to be fun. The shopping went a lot faster than I'd expected, they had a great selection and I fell in love with three new dresses right away that fit perfectly and to my pleasant surprise were actually very sexy. Vicky wanted to help me pick out a few pair of pantyhose since I'd never worn them before and I was finally able to convince her I wanted the totally sheer panel's. I also picked up a pair of black thigh high stay up's in case the pantyhose didn't work out so I would have an option. Vicky told me to leave on my favorite of the three dresses so I could walk out of the store feeling sexy and to put on the pantyhose to see how they feel. I decided to wear the thigh high's instead and didn't tell her, I wasn't sure if I was quite ready for the whole pantyhose thing. The dress I chose to wear was a super cute little sleeveless, backless dress that hugged my figure like a thin polyester glove that made me feel almost like I wasn't wearing anything at all. The neckline was sexy but still practical that plunged just to my cleavage and was cut straight accross my chest with sporty little straps. It was a light gray and white block pattern I thought suited my style. I had chosen a pair of 5" suede black stiletto platform's with a stylish almond toe that would go with all of my new dresses. By the time we were heading back to the office it was already dark and everyone had gone home for the day. Vicky asked me to grab the Sybian machine from behind the seat and I followed her into the building. She turned on a few lights and led me back to Steven's office where she told me to put it down on the rug. The floor of Steven's office was a warm colored cork that must have cost a fortune, there was a gorgeous afghan rug in the center with a rustic looking coffee table in front of a black leather sofa. Steven's desk was a rich, dark wood with a leather paneled top. Vicky pulled the coffee table aside to make room for me to put down the Sybian and plugged the power cord into a brass electrical outlet built into the floor. She placed a flesh colored rubber attachment on the top of it that kind of looked like a submarine. For the life of me I still couldn't figure out what she was going to do with this thing but she stepped away from it and told me to sit down on it like I was mounting a saddle. Vicky moved around and knelt down on the rug in front of me on the leather step stool that came with it so that we were face to face. She picked up the controller, pushed the red switch and the Sybian started to vibrate. At first I was really startled because I hadn't known what to expect in the first place, but my initial shock was quickly replaced by an overwhelming sensation that gripped me in an unbreakable spell that launched me into an erotic state that I'd never felt before. Vicky swung around and pulled the bottom of my dress up over my ass so my pussy was making direct contact with the machine. Vicky didn't know I was wearing my new thigh high's instead of the pantyhose so my naked ass was completely exposed to her and to my surprise she lightly ran her hands over my flesh for a short moment then spanked me with a single swift stroke that sent a shocking jolt straight through my sexual center. I felt an uncontrollable surge of heat taking me over and I could feel my pussy immediately responding, I was as wet as I'd ever been and my automatic reaction was to lean forward placing my hand on the leather bench in front of me, my naked ass jutting out behind me. Vicky used both hands to gently pull my hair back out of my face and as she held my hair in her hands she softly blew some cool air on my neck sending shivers straight to my nipples which hardened to point where they ached. I hadn't put my bra back on before leaving the store earlier and I felt them pushing against the silky material of my new dress in a way that was teasing me even further into an erotic state that seemed to be overloading my senses. I lowered my head and leaned into the machine to put more pressure on my clit as I felt an impending orgasm building deep inside me that was going to be impossible to stop. I didn't want to stop it anyway and didn't think I could have stopped it if I'd wanted to. Vicky pulled on my hair in a way that lifted my head back up and I automatically pushed my chest forward to put more pressure on my hardened nipples. In a flash I felt a pair of strong, thick fingers grab both of my nipples and pinch them so firmly I thought I was going to pass out. As my tight little cunt started to spasm into orgasm I opened my eyes for a moment and saw Steven kneeling before me. I had been catapulted into such a heightened state of ecstasy that I didn't hear him come into the office and it was Steven who had my throbbing nipples between his thumbs and forefinger's; pinching them and tugging at them in a way that probably only an experienced, mature man could. The muscles in my pussy were tightening and releasing in orgasm and my wetness had covered the rubber mound on the Sybian lubricating it as I grinded against it in a slow but deliberate swiveling motion. A sexy little moan escaped my lips as I felt the embarrassment of cumming like a little slut in front of these two people I barely knew. As I felt another wave of orgasm come over me Vicky slapped my naked ass again with a single, swift stroke that caused me to cry out in what sounded like a whimper and more of my fluids were leaking out onto the machines saddle so much much that I felt it on the inside of my thighs. Steven was still clamping down on the nipple of my right breast but his other hand was now in his crotch and he was squeezing himself through the trousers of his suit. My immediate reaction was to reach out with my right hand and cup him with a desperate intention to feel his hardness and his heat. I found myself leaning into him lowering my head into his chest draping my left arm over his masculine shoulder pulling his upper body against mine. I lifted my head up and nuzzled my face into his neck as I continued cumming on the saddle of that machine. Steven's flesh smelled like lavender aftershave and his skin was warm. I kissed his neck and squeezed the thick bulge of his crotch. Lost in the moment that embraced me in a way that only my most extreme fantasies had ever allowed me to imagine I felt a slight pressure at the entrance to my ass as Vicky worked a hot little finger around the rim of my sensitive little knot. I had often slid the tip of my finger into my own ass while I fingered my pussy masturbating and she was massaging my little rosebud just the way I liked it. Steven stopped tugging on my nipple but stayed on the floor in front of me with my mouth nuzzling his neck while he reached down with both hands to undo his belt and unzip his trousers. My eyes were open, watching him reveal to me what was surely to be a thick, rigid cock that had been struggling to be free of his silky royal blue briefs. He reached inside his briefs and brought his cock out into the open as I watched with my head now buried in his masculine chest. He had a nest of thick, dark hair that surrounded a beautiful cock as thick as a bicycle pump with nice big veins almost looked crude. He was uncircumsised and as he pulled back the hood he revealed a wide bulbous head with a spongy texture that surely would feel wonderful if it were nestled just inside my tight little cunt. He was leaking a flattering amount of slick juice and all I could think about at that moment was touching him. I reached down with both hands taking his cock in my right hand and his balls in my left and as I fondled his heavy ball sac with one hand I squeezed the head of his cock as hard I could, pressing my thumb hard against the sensitive underside of where the shaft meets the head. A good flow of his pre cum leaked out over the head and onto my fingers as I began to massage the fluid into his skin, rubbing it all round the head of his cock as it seemed to start twitching from my attentions. In a naughty gesture I let go of his dick long enough to bring my fingers to my open mouth and licked them clean to taste it and feel it in my mouth. His musky scent was rising up to my nostril's and it was heightening my need for more. I felt an overwhelming desire to take this further than what any of us probably expected. As if reading my mind Vicky stood up behind me, she still had my hair in her hands which forced me to stand up with her. I looked down to see my slick juices covering the flesh colored part of the machine and I felt myself dripping down onto the insides of my thighs just above my stocking tops. Vicky led me over to Steven's leather topped desk. She turned me around and told me to sit my ass up on the desk, which I did willingly; hoping that Steven was at last going to put his cock inside me. As I sat there she opened one of the drawers of Steven's desk and the next thing I knew she was putting a leather collar around my neck. The collar had a gold plated ring attached to the front with gold studs on the band itself. As she gently strapped the buckle in place at the back of my neck I felt I was about to be taken in a way that I'd always fantasized about. Of course I never thought that this particular fantasy would actually happen but here I was in the hands of these two people who were essentially strangers and it was all I could do to keep myself from begging them to have me. I almost felt faint as she finished buckling the collar and she pulled my hair back again, gently gathering it in her hands only to tighten her grip enough for me to feel like she was in control of everything. Steven stood up and walked over to me sitting there on the desk, my pussy dripping and he got down on his knees in front of me taking the back of my legs in his strong hands and spreading them apart so that my pussy was completely exposed; the platform stiletto's on my feet made me feel so dirty and I was still wearing my new dress. He leaned in slowly toward my leaking pussy and drew a long hard breath through his nose. He was smelling me, breathing in my scent as he opened his mouth and ran his tongue from the bottom of my slit upward toward my clit where he closed his mouth again and sucked my hard swollen nub into his mouth, trapping it between his tongue and his teeth. My hips reacted by rising up in the air to force more of my pussy into his mouth and I knew I was going to cum again. He let go of my legs to put his hands under my ass pressing his thick thumbs into my slippery cunt. As my orgasm began and the walls of my cunt clamped down on Steven's thumbs I felt Vicky pull down the straps of my dress to expose my breasts. The cool air felt good on my tit flesh but my nipples were aching again from being so hard. Steven rested my ass back down on his desk and stood up to lean forward and take one of my aching buds into his mouth and at the same time slid two thick fingers into my twat. I placed the heels of my feet on his shoulders being careful not to hurt him with my stiletto's and I felt like a slut at their mercy as I started humping against his hand. Vicky opened another drawer in the desk and pulled out a thick, gold chain like a dog leash with a leather handle on the end. Now I was theirs to with with as they pleased and I was all too happy about it. Steven started moving his fingers slowly in and out of my pussy going a little deeper each time until he found what must have been my G-spot. I whimpered out loud and tried to lay back on the desk but Vicky stayed behind me keeping me upright almost in a sitting position. The Seduction of Alexa Ch. 02 I was cumming and whimpering and I heard myself say the word "please". Steven was still tugging at my nipple, massaging it forcefully with his mouth and teeth and Vicky reached around with a free hand and began pinching my other nipple. Her fingers felt so smooth and so much different from Steven's manipulations. She whispered in my ear "please, what?". I looked at Steven and said "please put your cock inside me". Vicky asked me if I was asking her to let her husband fuck me and I said "yes". She tugged on the dog leash a little to pull me against her chest, then bent her head down toward mine and whispered in my ear asking me why she should let her husband fuck me. I told her I needed it and told her to stop teasing me. She told Steven to let me feel his cock and slid his fingers out of my pussy and took my ankles in his hands, spreading my legs just a little further apart. I waited while Steven took his time aiming his thick cock at the open entrance to my aching cunt. He was inching forward moving himself closer and closer to me. I wanted to feel him inside me so badly and he was taking too long. I tried to slide my ass forward to force him inside me but he gripped tighter on my ankles pushing on my legs which forced my ass back down to the desk. I was helpless and couldn't move and I was absolutely in heat practically gagging for it at this point. Steven moved forward a little more and the rigid head of his cock bumped my clit. I whimpered again and let out a low groan of pleasure. Vicky wrapped her arms around me holding me even further still so I couldn't move then told Steven to fuck the head of his hard cock against my clit again which triggered a desperation in me that I wasn't familiar with. My desperation turned to a sudden and uncharacteristic fit of "bitch" and I raised my voice at him telling him to just fuck me. He place the swollen head of his cock just at the entrance to my dripping cunt, I could feel my juice seeping into the crack of my ass. I was hot, I was wet, and my pussy was feeling loose with a maddening need to be filled with that hard, thick shaft and he refused to give it to me just yet. Was he actually waiting for Vicky to give him permission? Why wan't he already pounding me senseless when I could see in his eyes that he wanted to take me; that he was ready to ravage me. He knew that's what I wanted right now, then he bumped my clit again and actually started fucking my clit using the head of his cock. He had his foreskin pulled back really hard so the mouth to his peehole was open and his precum was oozing out onto my pussy as he squeezed it in his hand. Vicky told me from now on I will only fuck when she's says I can fuck and I will only fuck who she says I can fuck. We were forming a relationship right then and there that I knew was going to take me to the erotic heights of my most secret fantasies. I agreed to her demands and told her I would do anything she asked if she would only let me have Steven's thick meat inside me. She then took my arms in her hands forcing them behind my back which put in even more of a bind, I couldn't move an inch and she told Steven to take me. With his cock firmly in his hand he pushed the head of that gorgeous thing right into the entrance of my cunt, then he let go of it and started moving his hips in a swiveling motion. This drove me crazy as I was losing my control from wanting him as deep as possible but he was slowly stretching me to accommodate his girth and eventually he relented by pushing forward a little more to slide into me. I received him with a whimper, my mouth was wide open, my eyes were wide open and I was trying to take this all in as gracefully as I could but I had lost all sense of propriety or dignity at this point and totally let go so the absolute slut inside me took over. I forced my ass up off of the desk and threw my hips forward to force myself over his hard shaft all the way and when his balls slapped against my ass I knew I had won. That fucker was finally buried as deep as his cock would go and I'd never felt so stretched in my life. I managed to bend my knees and lower my legs to lock around his waist and I squeezed hard to keep him there. I bent my head back to look up at Vicky telling her to command him to fuck me, and to fuck me hard. I was gritting my teeth at this point and bucking my hips. Steven lost his control and started moving his hips, thrusting into me, just like I knew he wanted to. He was like an animal now fucking that hard cock in and out of me, rutting me. In just a few short moments he was clenching my hips in his strong hands and emptying his balls into my loins. I felt his cock twitch and spasm as he filled me with his seed. He was fucking me like he wanted to make me pregnant, fucking me like he meant it, and Vicky's breathing was heavy in my ear behind me as she watched her husband ravage my young pussy. Vicky let go of me and moved around to the front of the desk. She pulled up her dress as she put one leg up on the desk and bent over it. I could see her snatch was wet, her cunt lips and mons were swollen and she was shaved, unlike me. She had a beautiful pussy and as she reach around behind herself to crudely spread her ass Steven pulled out of me and slid his still-hard cock inside her slippery hole. I watched as he took her from behind and she moaned through her first orgasm. At that moment she looked so vulnerable and I couldn't help get get down off the desk and move around to the other side of her. I carefully straddled the corner of the desk humping against it and as I found the right spot to get off on I spanked Vicky's ass cheek hard with my open hand in a swift slap that made her flinch as she let out a yelp. She look back at me almost in disbelief as I slapped her ass again while her stud of a husband was pouring it to her. I hiked Vicky's dress even higher up over her ass and as I spread her cheeks I started rubbing the rim of her little brown hole. I put fingers in my pussy which was filled with Steven's cum and got them slick and wet. Vicky let out a deep, low groan as I pushed my forefinger into her ass and working a second finger in there I could feel her husbands cock moving in and out of her cunt through the thin wall of muscle in between. With my left hand I pulled the pins out of her hair to let it loose and grabbed a handful of it, tugging back a little to show her that Steven and I were now in control. Steven nodded his approval to me as he continued to piston in and out of her cunt as she groaned in pleasure. He had already cum once and was obviously should have lasted longer but I could tell he was approaching the edge. I had no doubt that the sight of me with his wife's hair in my hands and my fingers in her ass was maybe too much for him. As I slid my finger's just a little deeper into her ass and pulled tighter on her hair Vicky's head tilted back and she let out a long moan as I felt her start to buck back against her husband's driving cock and my probing finger's. She started to shake and I could feel the muscles in her ass spasm around my finger's. Vicky was completely lost in her orgasm, moaning like a whore, Steven was getting that look on his face like he was going to let loose with his load at any moment and as I leaned forward and put my tongue in his mouth he started to shake violently filling Vicky's sloppy pussy with his second load. As Steven was filling Vicky's cunt with his spunk I pulled my finger's out of her ass and slapped her cheek once again causing her to flinch and push her ass into the air. Steven pulled out and let his cock rest in the crack of her ass as she stayed there in her position, bent over his desk with one leg up. I let go of her hair and walked around behind Steven putting my arms around his waist to reach out and take his cock in one hand while I massaged his balls with the other. My hands seemed small compared to his size but it was a good fit. I felt satiated and content, Steven had a thin bead of sweat in the small of his broad back and Vicky's breathing was slowing back down and my mind slowly turned to Samantha who was probably wondering where the hell I was. I wondered how I was going to tell her what had happened tonight. I wondered if I could tell her or if I would. The Seduction of Alexa Ch. 03 The lobby of the hotel was a welcoming mix of palm trees and cactus, with the comforting smell of hot food drifting from the dining room. As I approached the elevators I felt a twinge of guilt at leaving Samantha alone for so long and hoped she would understand, but I still wasn't sure if I should tell her what had happened with my new boss and his seductress of a wife. Had she planned the whole thing out? Had Steven planned the whole thing out? Had I been seduced by the two of them or was the whole sordid affair something that just evolved out of nothing but natural desire? My sex life had been relatively non-existent up to this point and I had been mostly satisfied with allowing my wildest fantasies to privately fuel the self-indulging ministrations that no one but Samantha was ever aware of. Vicky and Steven had somehow managed to bring to life a culmination of some of my innermost desires and by gentle persuasion had guided me through acting out tawdry, erotic and deviant behavior that I'd only ever fantasized about. The biggest surprise to me was that I didn't feel conflicted or guilty about it. Was I shocked? Hell yes. Was I embarrassed? Hell yes. Would I let it happen again? My feeling was that another opportunity like that would never present itself again and that it was all just a one-time thing that would just be filed away in everyone's little memory and the three of us would simply go forward as if it never happened. Samantha was lying in the rooms king size bed on top of the covers, sound asleep as I walked into the room. The rusting of my shopping bags as I set them on the floor was enough to wake her up and as she yawned and stretched she asked me what the heck took me so long. As sly as I could, I denied her an answer and asked if she'd already eaten. Luckily she had skipped dinner and was just as hungry as I was and we quickly agreed to go down to the dining room. As the hostess showed us to our table I made a final decision not to tell Samantha anything about what had happened and as we sat down I asked her how the rest of her day had gone. She confessed that mostly she had been dwelling on how much she would miss me when she left to go back home and that she wasn't very keen on starting a new life without me. In a joking way I suggested she just stay here in New Mexico with me and how best friend's should always stay together, not thinking for even a moment that she would actually consider it. But to my surprise she told me she had called her father that afternoon and talked to him about doing just that. She had told him she was thinking about staying here with me and he gave her the green light to do whatever she thought would make her happy. I admit the thought of Samantha staying was something that made me feel a lot more secure about living out here and trying to make my way in a totally foreign place, and we had always for each other so this was exactly what I needed to feel more secure. She seemed serious about it and said she'd decided to at least hang out here for a few more days to see what happened. The next morning I woke up early, I was anxious about how the work day would shape up. We were all supposed to meet with the firms newest client who happened to be the biggest client Steven and Michael had ever signed on. I still hadn't met Michael and was eager to make a good first impression. The dress I thought was perfect for today was a solid black v-neck double breasted mini dress with gold colored buttons. It hugged every curve of my body but Vicky had thought it was sharp and made me look confident. I thought I'd better wear the pantyhose and remembered Vicky telling me they would be much easier to tolerate if I shaved my coochie. I'd never worn pantyhose before and I'd never shaved my pussy so this was going to be a new experience and I honestly wasn't looking forward to either of these things. I jumped into the shower, washed my hair, washed my body, shaved my legs and began the dreadful task of shaving my mound for the first time in my life. At the end of the sensitive task I decided to leave a little patch like a landing strip above my pussy; I just wasn't quite ready for the Kojak look. As I was rinsing off my body and my hand glided over my pussy mound, still slick from the shaving gel I was startled. I wasn't prepared for such a sensitive reaction to my freshly depiled coochie. As I continued to rinse my pussy trying to get used to the smooth and silky feeling I felt the heat building up down there, turning me on but quickly realized I didn't have time to explore or play with myself. I turned off the water, toweled off and came out to get dressed as quickly as I could trying to turn my mind away from the urge to give myself a little quickie. As I fumbled with trying to pull up my pantyhose Samantha started waking up. She was going to drive me to work this morning and as she got out of bed my thoughts turned again to how I could tell about what had happened with Vicky and Steven last night. I still felt guilty for not telling her but I also felt embarrassed. What would she think about me submitting to them like that? I finished getting dressed, put on my platform pumps while Samantha threw on some yoga pants and a t-shirt and drove me to work. Samantha jokingly told me as I was getting out of the car that the way I looked, if anyone got any work done that day it would probably be the workout they gave their cock in the bathroom during lunch. As I walked to the entrance to the office I started to get nervous about seeing Steven and Vicky again after what had happened last night and wondered if I was going to be able to concentrate on work or if I would get lost in the sordid visions in my own head of our little menage a trois. Had they talked about me when they got home last night? Did they make love again that night? And if so, were they thinking of me while they were fucking? Was Steven going to tell Michael about what had happened? As my hand reached for the door I could feel the heat of my embarrassment blush in my face and I almost panicked. Somehow the courage to open the door and walk in came to me and I did my best to calm down and relax but the sensation of the silk pantyhose rubbing across my bare pussy was almost more than I could handle; not to mention the slight breeze that was blowing up my dress and over my mound made me feel virtually naked and exposed. Amber was already there sitting at the reception desk. She looked up and smiled at me but there was something in the way she said "good morning Alexa" that made me wonder if even she knew what had happened here last night. I noticed Amber was dressed to the nines, no doubt to help impress the firms new client we were meeting with later that morning. Amber was fuller-figured than I was and a little taller. Her strawberry blonde hair was done in sort of a Chagnon side ponytail that was super cute and she was showing quite a bit of cleavage in her scoop neck solid red mini dress. Her neck was draped with beautiful pearls perfectly accenting her ample cleavage, she had to be close to a D cup from what I guessed and while she was more full figured than me she had a beautiful body and a pretty face with almond shaped eyes that sparkled like green emeralds. As she stood up to walk toward me she adjusted her dress downward a little and hugged me as a friendly greeting. When she pulled away I noticed her nipples poking through the thin material of her dress and it made me wonder if somehow our contact had turned her on. Just then, Steven walked out from his office and the sight of him caused me to blush. I could feel the heat in my face as I blushed and my little pussy got a jolt of heat as well. He draped his arm over my shoulder and asked me to come in to his office so he could brief me on where we were going to start this morning in preparation for the big day ahead. As we walked toward his office I couldn't help but glance back at Amber; she was watching us with a knowing smile on her face and I couldn't help but wonder again if somehow she knew about last night, and if so, what must she think of me? As we approached his office, Steven's hand slid down my back and lightly brushed over my ass. I glanced back again to see Amber's smile had grown even bigger as she stood there with her hands on her curvy hips watching us. Now I was convinced she knew. As Steven closed the door behind us he gently took my hand pulling me back toward him. As I turned to face him he slipped his right arm sround my waist, placed his masculine hand at the small of my back and drew me close to him so that our bodies were touching. He bent his head down to nuzzle his clean shaven face to my cheek and I could hear him inhale through his nose taking in my scent. He placed a soft kiss on the side of my neck behind my ear and whispered that I looked ravishing. In reaction I turned toward him with my mouth slightly open hoping to press my mouth to his and feel his tongue but he pulled away just before our lips touched. I felt like I was going to melt and my pussy heated up again, tingling and getting wet. Just as we were separating I heard a few quick taps at the door and in walked a man I assumed would be Steven's partner, Michael. He walked over and shook my hand introducing himself. Michael was a little taller and bigger than Steven with short, light brown wavy hair and a handsome face that was also clean shaven. He looked to be in his late thirties and had an air of confidence much like Steven's but he seemed a little more assertive. The way he moved, the tone of his voice, the way his head cocked to the side just a little when he first looked at me; as if he were sizing me up and he liked what he saw. He held onto my hand much longer than you normally would when first meeting someone and his grip was firm and dominant. He was looking straight into my eyes, smiling in a warm and friendly way that calmed me in my nervousness and as I gazed into his violet blue eyes I drifted for a brief moment admiring the tan on his anglo skin, the slight dimple in his chin and the rugged chisel of his jaw. My palm was beginning to sweat from the heat he was causing me and as he released my hand his middle finger slid across the tender flesh of that palm raising goose bumps on my forearms that he no doubt noticed. Michael turned to walk to one of the chirs in the office and I noticed how athletic he looked. He filled out his suit trousers very well and I could tell he had a sexy and muscular ass. I turned to look toward Steven and he had caught me watching Michael walking across the room. He smiled knowingly and gestured for me to take a chair so we could all talk. Steven took his place behind his desk and I sat in a chair across from Michael. The two of them had been sharing the details of their expected relationship with this new client for about fifteen minutes when Amber opened the door to announce that Michael had a phone call. As Michael left I excused myself to the bathroom. I desperately had to pee and I also didn't want to be left alone with Steven right now because my arousal still hadn't subsided. During our chat I'd had my legs crossed and the pressure on my clit had me aching for relief. As I walked toward the bathroom I could feel the cool air over my pussy through the pantyhose. I was very steamy down there and could use a little freshening up. The office bathroom was beautiful, with two stall's, a double vanity sink and two chairs in front of a lighted vanity mirror. I closed the door of the stall and pulled my pantyhose down to sit on the toilet and as I started to pee I felt a huge relief. The crotch of my pantyhose was damp and I could faintly smell my own scent which further aroused me. I dried off, flushed the toilet and as I washed my hands I noticed the soft corners of the dark marble vanity top. As I dried my hands I couldn't help but think how nice it would be to have a quickie cum before going back to the office. Maybe it would take the edge off this aching I was feeling. I walked over to the corner of the vanity, pulled up my skirt and gently pushed my crotch up against it. The marble felt cold and hard against my clit, god it was just what I needed right then. I placed each hand on the edge of the vanity gripping it tight while I dry humped that perfect little corner. The pressure on my clit was sending shivers right up the base of my spine and I felt my self quiver with the beginnings of orgasm. I wanted to prolong my pleasure but the moment was sweeping me away over the edge to quickly to stop it and I found myself grinding harder up against the corner, all the while hoping I didn't tear my pantyhose. As I began to shutter I stifled my moans and gripped the edges of the sink holding on for dear life and humping shamelessly through a wave of pleasure that was so intense I didn't notice that Michael had walked in. My orgasm continued sweeping through me as I rode that dirty little corner when suddenly I felt his firm bulge press against me from behind. I whipped my head around flinging my long hair to the side shocked and mortified to see him there. The weight of his body pressing against me trapped my horny little sex pot even harder against the marble top intensifying my orgasm. My mind said "stop" but my body was racked in an orgasm that was unrelenting. As I came my eyes were beginning to focus and I could see his face more clearly and as my eyes found his he grabbed a handful of my hair with one hand and grabbed my shoulder with the other. The bulge in his trousers was growing harder as he pressed against my ass and began rotating his hips like he was fucking me. As my orgasm began to subside I felt an aching deep in my womb feeding an urge to have something hard and thick inside. Michael took advantage of being in control and slid his hand off my should and down around my waist finding his way under my dress and down through the top of my pantyhose pulling me far enough away from that delicious marble that he could squeeze my dripping cunt. I didn't stop him, I couldn't, I didn't want to. And as he squeezed me in his hand I felt a thick, masculine finger slid up into my slick, wet hole. With my hair in his hand he held my head turned toward him and while he gazed into my eyes he pressed his crotch harder against my ass forcing his finger deeper into my aching wet cunt until the tip of his finger touched my g-spot, sending me over the edge again into another fit of ecstasy. As a new wave of orgasm racked my body I bent my knees to rotate on that magic finger pressing harder against his hand and pushing my sheer-covered ass into his hard bulge. I heard my self whimper out loud and a tear dripped down my faced as my body shook. In that moment I was his to do with as he pleased. I felt him slip a second finger into my loosening little cunt and I heard the embarrassing sound of my wetness as he began to slide both of his fingers slowly in and out of me. Michael leaned over my back so that his lips touched my sensitive ear and I could feel his warm breath as he drew my tender lobe into his mouth, clamping down gently with his teeth. Shivers went through my body and the heat rose from my pussy to my face as he began to whisper in my ear that he could feel my slippery juices running down his hand and promising me that he was going to put his tongue inside me to taste me. He slid one finger out of my cunt to use it to diddle my clit while another replaced it inside me. I let go of the vanity top to reach around behind me and I grabbed at his crotch finding more than a handful of hard cock straining against his trousers. I squeezed as hard as I could and he moaned softly into my ear. As I squeezed his cock through his trousers he began breathing harder and I sensed an increasing urgency in the way he was fingering my pussy. I felt another orgasm building deep inside me but I wanted more. I wanted to see his cock and I wanted to feel him pushing into the opening of my cunt. I could feel that he was big, maybe even bigger than Steven and heard the words escape my lips in a heated whisper, "take me". Michael slid his fingers out of my pussy, let go of my hair, slid his hands down the inside of my pantyhose and pushed them down my legs until they were in a pile at my feet. Then he picked me up and place me on top of the vanity, pulling of my high heels and finished removing my hose. He grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs apart so I was sitting spread eagle on the sink in front of him and told me to take out his cock. I reach forward and undid his belt, unbuttoned his trousers and pull the zipper down. His cock had pushed up past the top of his underpants and the head was swolen and dripping his juice. I pulled the front of his underpants down to set him free and his cock sprang out hard, fat and long. He was bigger than Steven and Steven was bigger than any cock I'd had before with thick veins. I wrapped one hand around the top of his thick shaft and reach out with my other hand to cup his balls giving them a firm squeeze. Michael looked like a man possessed but he was still in control. I could sense the passion that was raging through him and I wanted to feel that passion. As I squeezed the top of his shaft more of his juices dripped out onto my fingers and I rubbed it all around the top that swollen head causing him to shudder. I pulled him toward me aiming the head of t the slippery entranced of my aching pussy hole but he took it away from me and holding it in his own hand guided it to my swollen clit humping the hard thing back and forth across it. I told him to fuck me, told him I didn't want him to be nice to me and that I wanted him to spill his hot seed into my cunt like he meant it. He whispered in my ear that he wasn't convinced that he should give me his cock and that he still had to fill his promise of tasting me with his mouth. Holding my ankles in his hands he pulled my legs further apart which forced me to lean back against the mirror and place my hands on the vanity to keep my balance. I was splayed wide before him as he leaned forward and began smelling me. I could tell he was aroused even further as he sniffed my pussy when finally I saw his tongue come out and flatten against my slit swiping from the bottom all the way up to my clit where he sucked my clit between his lips and trapped it there. Then he began flicking his tongue across my clit which caused me to raise my hips up and push my pussy into his mouth. I reached out and grabbed a handful of his hair pulling his face into my pussy when finally he pushed his tongue inside me. His whole mouth was covering my freshly shaven pussy and the sensation was almost indescribably dirty. Slowly he fucked his tongue in and out of my cunt while managing to somehow suck me at the same time. His whole face was soon glistening with my juices and it was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. Michael's tongue was buried deep inside me as I humped up against his face and another orgasm was building when Victoria walked in. She stopped, letting the door close behind her and stood there watching us. She could tell I was about to cum and as I looked at her with Michael's face between my legs I could see that she was enjoying whatching us. After a moment she walked over to us and Michael stood up straight again still holding on to my ankles, keeping my legs splayed apart. Victoria grabbed his cock and leaned in to put her tongue in his mouth. I watched them kissing while she stroked his hard dick, no doubt she was tasting me in his mouth. She finally pulled away from him and began to guide his cock to the opening of my pussy. I was still aching to feel him inside me and she pulled him into me until the head of his cock was nestled just inside the opening of my desperate cunt. I tried forcing my hips up off the vanity but Victoria held me down. "Please", I said, looking at Michael; "Please fuck me now". Victoria reminded me I had promised not to fuck anyone else without her permission. I'd forgotten about that, I certainly wasn't used to people telling me what I could and could not do. With Michael holding my ankles I was helpless to force myself onto his shaft; the two of them were completely in control but I managed to lean back on my hands and rotate my hips around in circles while Michael's cock was nestled just inside the entrance to my horny little hole. I couldn't believe how good that felt and Michael let out a low groan that let me know just how good it felt for him. Victoria slapped his ass with one hand and grabbed his balls with the other, apparently squeezing a little harder than what was comfortable for him because he flinched and froze.