0 comments/ 388695 views/ 62 favorites There For The Taking By: Rambler I was in a pretty raunchy mood. I had just broken up with my girlfriend and it had been an ugly scene. When I came home I was feeling mad and extremely horny. All I could think of was Lisa's magnificent ass and that tight cunt of hers that would no longer be mine to enjoy. I strolled into the kitchen, popped open a cold beer and sat at the table feeling sorry for myself. The house was quiet. Dad was away on another one of his business trips and it looked like mom was out again with her silly, middle-aged friends. I labored through four Coors while I sat there thinking things over. I had just gulped down the last swig of beer when I heard keys rattling and the sound of the front door opening. I glanced at my watch. It was past one in the morning. Well, mom was home. What a perfect way to add to an already lousy evening, I thought and bit my lip. Now I would have to listen to her bitching mouth, too! When she was drunk she was mouthy and irritable. She wasn't a drinker, but when she went out with her gaggle of friends she usually came home completely soused. I suppose it was her way of letting off steam although I never knew what worries she had that made her feel the need to drink. "Jim? You home?" I heard her heels as they echoed across the hall. "Jim?" I crept to the doorway and watched her stumble up the stairs. Oh, it must have been quite an evening for she was all dolled-up in an expensive-looking cocktail dress and ultra spiked heels. I frowned as I watched her move up the stairs. The dress was short and breathy, practically see-through, and I grinned with masculine approval as I watched her round buttocks sway from side to side. I could actually see the outlines of a thin bikini brief and it surprised me that she'd be wearing something so revealing and provocative. "Jim?" she called out as she made her way along the top floor. A short belch followed. I gave a short grunt of acknowledgment and silently cursed her. I stared at the ceiling and shook my head. She was making a hell of a racket as she bumped into the furniture, her heels sounding like marbles rolling on a tin roof. She was stomping through her room like a rhino! I shook my head. She was obviously piss drunk again! I sighed and slowly finished my beer. Twenty minutes went by and then the house was quiet. I went upstairs later and popped my head into her room to see whether or not see was all right. I jumped back with surprise at the unexpected view. She was lying on her back still dressed, legs spread wide-open, one arm draped across her naked crotch. One leg was up; bent at the knee and the ultra high heel of the pump was digging a hole in the mattress. The other leg lay out-stretched, the foot dangling lazily over the edge of the bed. The sight of her slim calves and those high heels was really quite a turn-on. The hem of her thin dress was up around her tummy and the discarded silk panty lay on the floor. She had unraveled the multiple loops of her pearl necklace and it lay across her tummy---and half of it was stuck deep inside her cunt! She had been jerking herself off with it! I got an immediate boner as I saw the how the long necklace snaked down and over her full breasts, sloped across her tummy with the end of it buried deep inside her! Talk about kinky! She must have worked herself into a lather and then passed out! I leaned against the door and studied her profile. She was wearing a dark rosé, satin cocktail dress, thin and filmy with a short and weightless, slightly pleated skirt and a sheer and sleeveless décolleté top that ended just around her throat in a choker. The thin dress had padded cups that added to the roundness of her already full breasts. Her legs were bare and one her feet she had on similar colored four-inch stiletto pumps. Jewelry consisted of that long, multiple-looped pearl necklace, matching bracelet and studded earrings. It was quite a sight. My mother is a fairly good-looking woman. I know she's my mother, but on a scale of one to ten I would easily admit that she was an eight! She was 43 years old, about five-foot-seven and had miraculously regained her near-perfect slim figure. She had one real exciting feature that one noticed immediately----a fully rounded 38EE bust! On her slim and angular frame they were quite astonishing, large and heavy boobs that jutted out like volcanoes. She had light skin, green eyes and a large and sensual mouth. She had short, reddish brown hair, more red than brown, neatly trimmed masculine-style in the back yet thick and bushy in the front. She wasn't a lovely woman for she had rather stern and angular facial features and she was not wont to smile a lot. I suppose her charm was in her body and the way she presented herself. She was out cold. I stared at her heavy breasts straining through that filmy top and suddenly wondered if I should or not have a go at it. After all---she was completely out of it; I was horny and here was a nice, moist gash just for the taking! I felt the blood rush through my veins as I fastened my eyes on her swollen pussy lips. Shit----this was my mother I was thinking about! But my cock was throbbing! What the hell, I thought and slowly peeled myself out of my clothes until I was stark naked. She would never know! I climbed slowly onto the bed; my eyes on those two huge tits sticking upwards like mountains through that layer of thin material. And then I lowered my gaze and stared at her exposed vagina. I had never seen my mother naked before and I felt suddenly conscious of the fact that I was inches from her naked cunt. I'd seen her in a bathing suit or had caught a glimpse of her in a bra as I passed her room and knew that she had a neat body and tits to die for. I'd never thought about it much until I grew older. In my early teens I had started to masturbate while I thought about my face between those huge tits. The practice had stopped as soon as dated girls and my sexual needs were met. But tonight was different. I was extremely horny and I knew that mom wouldn't come out of her drunken stupor until the next morning. It was a chance in a lifetime. To fuck a knockout babe of this caliber, even if it was your own mother, was a dream come true! I reached over her and gently prodded her stomach. She did not stir. I climbed over her carefully, by body merely touching her, and calmly patted her cheeks. She was completely unconscious! Reassured by this I got off her and gently and slowly pulled the beaded necklace out of her cunt. Man---she had shoved a foot of it deep in there! The pearls were glistening with cum as I gently placed the necklace in a tangled heap across her tummy. I bent my face closer and studied her exposed cunt with awe. For a mature woman and one that had given birth to three children, her cunt hole was exceptionally small and tiny! Although she had shoved a handful of pearls in there the small, dripping gash wasn't bigger than that of a teenager---nice and tight! It was the strangest cunt I'd ever seen. It was of the deepest pink, almost red; the two lips were uncharacteristically large and floppy for such a small cunt and her clit was as big as a cherry! It was the fattest and largest clitoris I've ever seen, and here it was, sticking out like a berry, large and swollen, and it belonged to my mother! I couldn't believe what I was looking at! I'd seen my father's pride and joy numerous times, and although it was a lot shorter than mine was, his 5" penis was exceptionally thick and stubby and I wondered how he got that fat sausage into that small cunt. I pushed the thin, see-through and flimsy skirt a little higher up her waist, slipped my hands under her broad rump and lowered my face. She must have almost worked herself into an orgasm with that pearl necklace for she was still wet and the clitoris was thick and gorged with blood. I gently lapped my tongue repeatedly right over her pink gash, flicking the slightly swollen clit with every upstroke. Oh, I had no idea that mature women could taste this good! It was almost better tasting than virgin cum! It wasn't as sugary sweet and not as thick, but the slightly tangy and acidic taste of the slimy substance was exhilarating beyond belief! I settled down and began to lick and chew her pink gash for earnest, prodding and probing the recess with a relentless tongue. When I started to pull and yank at the large and wobbly clit she suddenly arched her back and started to moan. I lifted my head with horror but noticed that the reaction had been involuntary----she was still unconscious. I sort of preferred having her react to my touch instead of just lying there and bent down to give her wet cunt another tongue-lashing. Within minutes I had her trashing about and gyrating her hips again. Talk about having a wet dream! I held onto her broad hips and really thrust my face in there. I licked, pulled and nibbled on her lumpy clit and stuck my tongue deep into her hole. She was suddenly extremely wet and I felt how my face was totally soaked. I don't know why, but I suddenly slipped both hands in there and gently began to pry the tight pussy lips open with my fingers. And low and behold, I was actually able to stretch those huge lips really wide apart, so wide that her round little hole grew into a three-inch gaping chasm! With a groan I thrust my face forward, tore her pussy lips wide open and chewed and jabbed on her swollen clit. By having split her cunt wide open the knobby bone was thrust up and outward and I couldn't help but attack it. Oh, what a cunt! She could definitely take a huge, fat cock! She moaned in her sleep and a torrent of pussy goo came swishing out of her gaping chasm as if floodgates had been opened. I have made her cum, I thought with surprise as I lapped up the sticky goo. A few seconds later her breathing became regular again and her head lolled to the side. I stared at her pink gash. Here was one of the holiest places, my mother's vagina, the place I had originated from, and here I was staring at the silvery cum dripping from it! I felt excited and scared at the same time. I rose to my knees and stared at the two massive mounds stretching against the thin material. Man, I wanted to suck on those! I crawled over her, my throbbing cock just inches from her wet gash, and inched my way up towards her massive chest. The head of my cock was now lying across her crotch and the wiry hairs of her neatly trimmed thatch felt like smooth velvet. I slipped my hands around her neck and unhooked the choker. I slowly peeled the netted décolleté away from her throat and tugged it over her two big tits. She wasn't wearing a bra. The two dark rosé-colored and slightly padded cups that were fitted into the lower portion of the sheer and see-through décolleté were the only support and shaping. I pulled a little more at the thin top, peeling the cups off her tits until I exposed them completely. My cock throbbed suddenly and I grimaced with pain as I felt it swell and grow another inch at the sight of those two, huge and firm mounds jutting up like melons! Man! I had already been fully erect and I couldn't believe at the size of it now! It must have been way over ten inches in length, thick and stiff, and I'd never seen it this big before. Man, this woman was turning me on! I stared with awe at her tremendous breasts. I had never seen them naked before. She had big and meaty tits, hugely rounded mounds, full and heavy, each orb almost as big and round as bowling balls! They were tanned except for the undersides and the pink tips that were creamy white, for she was a woman who liked to show off her bust. In the center of each round mound she had fat and very deep pink colored nipples sitting in a field of light pink. They were not erect but it looked like that they would grow to amazing proportions once stimulated, for the size and girth of them were larger than I've ever seen. She had real fat indentations, let me tell you. They were positively huge! I've seen older women's tits, real saggy and baggy ones, yet mom's were nothing like that. Although they sloped a bit to the side they were still amazingly stiff and firm. What a set of EE-cups hooters! These were real tits, not silicone jobs, and I don't think I've seen a better pair, even in all those magazines. And these magnificent boobs belonged to my mom! I gently put my hands around them and began to squeeze and fondle them. They were soft and surprisingly malleable at the same time. Then I cupped them in my hands and pushed them together. With a deep-throated groan I lowered my face and buried it in her abundant cleavage. I mashed her tits together, rubbing my cheeks with her big boobs. I kissed the soft and warm flesh all over while I sank my fingers into them from the sides. With another animal-sounding groan I closed my mouth over her left tit and began to bombard the nipple with repetitive tongue lashes. I sucked on that nipple then, shoving as much as I could into my hungry mouth. Loud slurping sounds echoed through the room as I worked on her huge tit. I kissed and lapped at her two boobs, then settled down to feast on her right nipple. Within minutes they started to twitch and grow. It was quite interesting to watch, for mom was still out cold and yet here I was stimulating her! I have never seen nipples this size before. Each one had grown in size and girth and was sticking out from the tips of her boobs like juicy grapes. The very deep red and extremely swollen. I cupped one tit in both hands and the pointy nipple just oozed out between my fingers. It must have been one half inch in diameter and at least three quarters of an inch long! I bent my head down again and gently closed my teeth around it and began to pull and tease it. I could actually feel it throbbing and twitching in my mouth! I suddenly attacked the other one, clamped my teeth around it and really pulled. I stretched it another inch or so, the pink-tipped aureole lifting through my fingers. I began to pull and yank at it, teasing it back and forth, and suddenly I heard a startled cry. Mom was suddenly wide-awake! "Ouch! W–what the hell? Jim? Get off me! What the hell do you think you're doing?" I rose to my knees and stared at her with shock. My hugely swollen cock was lying across her naked crotch, the fat and purple head glistening with pre cum. I blinked at her with a dazed expression. Shit! "Are you nuts?" she screamed at me. She rose to her elbows and her huge tits hardly sagged. She lifted her right arm and gave me such a slap across the cheek that I fell to the side. "Get off me you sick, perverted bastard!" "Y-you have an amazing body, mom," I stammered. "Please! Just this once!" She gasped and swung her arm at me but I had ducked my head just in time. "No!" She tried to push me off the bed and we were suddenly a tangle of arms and legs. She tried to get off the bed but she was still half-groggy from the effects of the booze. She somehow got her left knee stuck in the filmy skirt and when she tried to rise it brought her down and she keeled forward with a small cry. I don't know why but I was suddenly on top of her, pinning her body against the bed. She shrieked as I mounted her from behind. The sight of her pink and cum-oozing gash, not to mention those two huge tits scraping the bed sheets and those long, stiletto heels on each side of me as she knelt there, drove me wild with desire. "Get off me, Jim! Stop!" But I couldn't stop. I reached out my hands, clamped them around her ample butt cheeks and lined up my throbbing cock. One little push and that tight-looking hole spread open wide as the huge, purple head slipped into her! Man---those huge lips could really stretch! "No! No!" And then the head of my cock was in her. With a groan I grabbed her tightly and drove my cock into her gaping hole with one push. "Oh my God!" she cried out with shock as half of my stiff cock sliced into her. I had been right. Slamming into her was no problem. She cried out again and tore at the sheets. "No! No! Stop! Take it out! Jim!" But I was beyond control. I sank my hands into that thin dress that she had wrapped around her waist and heaved my cock in and out of her with brute force. She screamed and bucked like a horse. I couldn't get any further! I had about six inches in her and I suddenly slammed up against a real, tight channel. She may have been wet and loose but I suddenly felt a considerable tightness as soon as I tried to drive my cock in deeper. Oh, this was practically virgin territory! Dad could never have entered her that deep! His puny cock could only stimulate the first four inches of her cunt! I don't know about my mother's past sexual experiences, but it seemed like no man had gone that deep before. She was grunting and panting as I felt her virginal muscles expand. "Oh my God!" she grunted and flung her head back to stare at me with wide eyes. "Your cock is huge!" God---only half of my cock was in her! Mom started to moan. "Oh God! Yes! Yes!" I clenched my teeth and started to worm my cock deeper into her cunt. I jabbed and pushed, grinding deeper and deeper into her. Seven inches; then eight. She clawed at the linen as I rocked deeper into her. With every push, every teasing and agonizing jab forward I was stretching her wider and wider. I held onto her ass and jabbed and prodded her, giving her such short and powerful thrusts that her plump tits shook from side to side. Soon I had nine inches in her, then ten. I was stretching her wider and wider. And she just loved it! With a final heave I buried my total eleven inches in her and she cried out sharply and rocked back her head. The head of my cock was way up against her cervix! "Oh! Shit! Give it to me! Give me that cock! Oh Jim! Don't stop! Go! Go! Go!" Talk about tight! I think she was probably tighter down there than Lisa's entire cunt! My three inch-wide cock was buried in to the hilt! All eleven inches of it! And I had never been able to fully plant it into Lisa! Never! I began to saw my cock in and out of mom's huge pussy and she shrieked and thrashed around with every shove. "Yes! Yes!" I was panting as I started to slide it in and out of her nice and slow, allowing her to fully experience the entire length of my huge cock. I'd pull back slowly until the head of my cock almost popped out, and then slide it back in with one quick thrust, burying it all the way in. She groaned and panted as I fucked her like that. The long pearl necklace danced about underneath her, chiming and clanging as her body was being shaken about. I leaned over her then, grabbed hold of her shoulders and thrust myself in and out of her tight cunt with ferocious, jackhammer jabs. She whined and moaned loudly as I hammered it in and out of her. My cock was on fire! I had most of it buried deep inside her and was now just letting her have it, short and powerful jabs that made her tits swing madly and the bedsprings squeak in protest. "Oh---yes! Yes! Give it to me! Oh! Oh! Oh! Yes!" She suddenly let loose a loud, blood-curdling wail and I could feel her body spasm as she orgasmed. "A-aagh-eiiiii!" She arched her head up, firm tits swinging up and outward, and clawed at the bed sheets with her long nails. Turned-on by her mad shrieking, I knew that I was about to loose control myself. I clenched my teeth and gave her one, last powerful thrust and then, too, I came. My cock started to explode inside her, sending blast after blast of hot cum deep into the depth of her twitching cunt. I collapsed beside her. I rolled onto my back, panting heavily; surprised that although I had just ejaculated my cock was still ramrod straight. She plopped down too, squishing her huge tits almost flat. She stared at me with wide eyes. "Don't ever tell anyone, Jim," she whispered, her breath coming in loud gasps. "This is incest. We're not supposed to derive pleasure from each other!" There for the Taking I stood at the trough, my cock in my hand, slowly I started to tease my cock, rubbing my fingers over the head and up and down the shaft. The door opened and in walked this man of around 40 years of age, he was tall and well built, and he wore blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He approached the trough and stood about a foot away from me. I smiled and said good morning. He returned my smile, and also said good morning My semi hard cock was aching for some action. After a minute or so I returned to teasing my cock, slowly rubbing it, obvious enough to let him see what I was doing but not blatantly obvious. He turned his head towards me, I presume to get a better view. As he turned, I could see that his cock was also semi hard; he then looked at me and said that is a nice big cock you have there. I smiled at him, and said thanks yours is looking good also. I turned to face him and started to wank my cock until it was at its full 8 inches. We both stood facing each other both our cocks growing to there full size. His cock was a good 7 inches and very thick, my own as I have said was 8 inches and slightly thinner but with still a good girth. I asked him if he would like me to suck his cock. Yes, came the reply that would be great. I took his cock in my hand and lowered my head down so I could taste his hot cock. I licked the tip of his cock tasting his small drop of pre cum, I licked all around the head of his cock, then down the under side of his long thick shaft. I licked all the way back up to the tip of his cock, opened my mouth and placed my greedy hot eager lips over his thick cock, taking it in as far as my throat would let me. He stood there with his head looking down at me, his hands on his hips, short whispery sighs and moans escaping from his lips. I was now sucking up and down his cock; my head bobbing up and down on this thick lovely cock, my throat was becoming more accustomed to the cock it was sucking on, allowing me to take in almost all of the length. I tugged at the top of his jeans, and they slipped down to past his knees, he was wearing no underwear and his clean-shaven balls were exposed to me. He now hand his hand on top of my head and was starting to slowly push his cock into my mouth, his hips matching the rhythm of my mouth. I cupped his balls in my hand and massaged them, I released his cock from my mouth and started to lick up and down the shaft, and then I licked his balls, sucking them into my mouth. He was now stood there with his eyes shut, his head tilted back slightly, I could feel his legs trembling, my hand continued to play with his cock, while my mouth worked on his balls. I returned my mouth to his cock and started to suck on his cock with renewed vigour, sucking it all in, my tongue flicking over the head. His moaning was becoming louder, and his thrusting was becoming faster, his balls had tighten up real tight, I knew it wouldn't be long before I tasted his hot creamy cum. Greedily I sucked and licked his cock, gently squeezing his balls; he was now fucking my mouth his moans echoing in my ears. FUCK, YES, I'M GOING TO CUM, he let out with a cry. I sucked down on his cock, taking all of it down into my throat, I could not wait to taste his cum, I was thirsty for it and I was going to make sure I drank it all. He thrust into my face with a loud cry of FUCK YES BABY, as the first burst of cum exploded into me throat. Load after load of hot creamy spunk burst into my mouth and throat, I sucked and swallowed ensuring that none of it escaped, his hands were now firmly on my head more for balance then leverage. I heard him let out a quieter more relaxed groan as the last drops of his spunk escaped from his cock, I slowly started to release his cock from my throat until I had the tip of it on my lips, I started to lick all around the sensitive head, his legs were still trembling, I wanted to make sure I didn't miss a single drop of his spunk. After I had cleaned his cock with my mouth, I stood up and kissed him deeply, my tongue probing around his mouth letting him taste the aftermath of his own cock and cum. We broke form our kiss, he looked at me and smiled. That was the best blowjob I have had in a long while, and I would like to return the favour, but I want your big hot cock in my mouth and in my tight arse. I stood and looked at him, and he could see that I would like nothing more than to give him that pleasure. Sure, I said I would love to fuck you. However, not here he said, how about we go back to my place so we can do this in surroundings that are more private? Excellent idea, I replied. We left the confines of the public toilet and went to our cars. I will follow you, I said. And we both drove off. However, that is another story. There for the Taking "Good night, doctor -- I'll lock up behind you. Oh, damn -- there goes the phone again. Go on -- off you go and I'll see you in the morning." "Good night, Pauline. I'll..." And she was off, scurrying back to the phone. "Always in a rush, that one" he thought amusedly to himself. "But she looks damn fine on it, and her husband's a lucky sod. I'd be more than happy to get a piece of that anyday. And she's got that look about her -- I just know she'd be absolutely fantastic in bed, too." And he was right -- she wore her years very well indeed. She may have been a little insecure about her figure, but she had all the right curves in all the right places. Full figured with a petite frame that belied her large breasts and with a smile to stop traffic, her funky hairdo and demure clothing showed her off to be a class act - her husband was indeed fortunate. She arrived back at the phone and quickly got back into professional mode -- "Hello, Surgery -- how can I help you? Hello? Hello? Oh why do people do that?" She cursed silently and put the phone back down. -- after all, there was no point hanging on to talk to someone who'd been so bloody rude and hung up without saying a word. But Pauline hadn't seen the shady figure slip in through the momentarily unlocked door, clicking off his mobile phone, now his distraction technique of the silent caller had worked and he hid un-noticed in the doorway of the side room that had had the light turned off. He watched her shut down the computer, go over to the door and lock the middle lock. She had to reach up for the top one, which pulled her well fitted white blouse tighter, showing off her soft curves even better. Then she had to bend down for the bottom lock, which just emphasized her lovely small derriere and legs, encased in a snug black skirt and boots, respectively. That was it -- she was there for the taking and he was going to damn well be the taker. He knew through the grapevine that her love life with hubby wasn't quite up to previous standards and could use a little excitement. He was just the one to give her some excitement. She was going to bloody well get that, all right -- and more besides. He'd been studying the movements in the surgery for a week or so now and knew that she had the place to herself for a short while before she went out the back to get in her car and go back to her contented existence with darling hubby. And he'd been studying her movements up close and personal for the last few minutes and he liked what he saw. Very much. It was now or never. With one deft movement, as she came up from bending down to the bottom lock, he came up behind her, put his hand around her and covered her mouth. "Listen, bitch -- you've been teasing me long enough -- now I'm going to take what you've been putting out there. Any screaming or being stupid will result in pain. You will get one chance and one chance only to play nicely. One warning shot, then you've had it. Do NOT test me." She heard a clicking sound -- the unmistakeable sound of a flick knife being snapped open. He scraped it gently down her cheek -- "As I said -- play nicely." "You are my bitch and I am going to use you as I see fit, for as long as I want. I am going to use your mouth, your pussy and if the mood takes me, your ass too. I am going to have you here, in your office and your knickers are going to be soaked with my spunk after I have filled your slutty little pussy. Do I make myself clear? Now turn round and let me see you in your office whore clothing." Pauline turned round slowly, but the stranger didn't expect such a strong resistance -- she swung her hand round very quickly and smacked him straight round the face. "Fuck you!" she screamed. "Oh you WILL be fucking me, you little slag -- don't you fucking worry about that. And what's more, you little bitch -- you'll be loving it and begging me to fill you up with my seed like a cheap whore. I'm going to use you like that loser husband of yours should be doing. And what's more - you'll fucking thank me for it." "Oh -- and that smack was your one chance used up. Any more silliness and there will be consequences. Don't say you weren't warned. Now get over here." And with that, he dragged her over to her office chair and shoved her roughly down into it. He sat on the desk in front and pushed her chair nonchalantly back with his large boot till it was stopped by the back wall. His eyes roved all over her body with undisguised lust and malintentions. She was a very sexy girl and no mistaking and her current concerned and heavy breathing was making her ample breasts heave in a genuinely erotic way she would have definitely not have intended in this situation. "So, bitch -- have you ever been fucked by a stranger and fucking loved it before? Ever had your cunt forcibly invaded and filled before?" But she wasn't done with the talk back yet - "You may well use me, you bastard. You may well tie me down and have your filthy fucking way with me -- but you will NEVER make me enjoy it. And as for making me ask to be filled up -- you are deluding yourself, you wanker. And you must have a small cock if this is the way you have to get women." He leant forward on the desk slowly and deliberately, flick knife in hand. "I like your feistiness. Defiant -- always more fun. Now -- what was that you said about being tied down? I like THAT idea very much, you bad girl. Your suggestion is most acceptable." All in one swift movement, he stabbed the knife down into the desk as he got up and spun the chair round. He grabbed her arms, pulled them round the back of the chair and tied them WAY tighter than necessary. He stood round the front briefly to admire his handiwork, then moved malevolently downwards. He grabbed one of her booted legs at a time and pulled them slowly outwards, tieing them to the outside legs of the chair. She tried to resist, but he had a very strong grip and he slapped her legs as a reminder. "Your suggestion, remember bitch? But MY game. Now, as we're playing nicely -- why don't you tell me your name? You can call me Spike. What's yours?" Pauline said nothing. He slapped her across the face. It stung, but not as bad as she'd expected. Not too bad, surprisingly. "Listen, bitch -- there's plenty more where that came from. I've told you mine, now you tell me yours." Again she said nothing. "Gotta love your spirit. Ok, fine -- say nothing. Here's a reason to keep quiet, then." He grabbed a roll of something on her desk and tore a strip off it to tape her mouth shut. "Shame -- you've got such a pretty mouth. And it'll look even better when I put my cock in it. Now, let me see the rest of you." He looked her up and down again. "God, you are damn fine. And mine for the taking, too. It's been a good day and it's going to be a VERY good night." With that, his hands started their wanderings. He was surprisingly gentle, running them over her blouse and taking care to feel her every curve. His hands traced the outline of her breasts and his thumbs circled her nipples. Much to her disgust, they started to stiffen up at his touch. She tried to jerk away, but the ties were just too tight. He laughed to himself. "Your tits don't lie, bitch -- they want more and you will, too. What's that you say? Oh, wait -- you can't say anything with tape over your mouth, can you? Well -- if you promise to tell me your name, I'll take it off." She continued looking defiantly at him, but it was definitely slightly less convincing than earlier. He continued his caressing of her body -- the bastard, how dare he be so considerate about it? Pauline found herself getting annoyed with the slow rebellion building up in her body and her quite obviously hard nipples trying to poke their way through her bra and blouse. How could they do that, the bloody traitors? Spike suddenly stood up and looked down at her. His crotch was now at eye level and she could see quite clearly that he was hard and that also she may have to revise her opinion about him having a small cock. Quite the opposite, in fact. Combining that with what her breasts were doing and -- damn. It must be the shock of it all, playing with her mind. She'd come to her senses soon, surely? All the same, she was struggling to take her eyes off his cock bulging in his trousers. The bastard was enjoying this now. "I can see straight down your blouse. You've got great tits, but I need to see them up closer. Now let's see if my little slut will play nicely." With that, he pulled the tape off her mouth and ripped open her blouse, buttons pinging off all over the place. She gasped to herself. "Bastard. Spike? What kind of name is that? Bastard." "Name or silence, slut!" He moved down to her breasts and began to kiss them like he'd never seen breasts before. As he did so, he rubbed his hands all over her belly and she was starting to feel an odd mix of self conciousness and arousal. He started nibbling around her nipples and heavy breathing. Her bra was now moist from his attentions and her nipples were almost bursting out of her bra. "Look at you, you sexy bitch -- loving that Spike's loving you. Pretend otherwise as long as you want -- you're going to be my whore soon and you're going to love it." "Never." She said. Bastard. "Your body says different." And he moved up to kiss her. She pulled away as far as she could, unwittingly presenting her neck to him. "Don't mind if I do, thanks." And he started kissing and nibbling down her neck. The bastard knew what he was doing and she found herself unintentionally relaxing and moving in towards him. "It's Pauline" she whispered. Damn. Too late. He nibbled deeper into her neck, as if giving her a love bite. His bite was electric. "There -- that wasn't too difficult now, was it?" He worked back down to where her neck joined her shoulders and he began sucking gently with little nibbles to keep her on her toes. How dare he make her feel so good. Bastard. "So -- "Pauline" -- now we're not strangers, it feels like we're on a first date. I always like to fuck on a first date. What about you?" "Only my husband. We started as an affair, but never anyone else. I never would -- I'm not a slut." "We'll see about that, Pauline. Spike always gets his way in the end." And with that, he pulled his trousers down and his large, throbbing cock was suddenly inches from her face. "Suck it." She pulled her head back, but he just followed her forwards, slapping her face gently but firmly with his cock. She was still trying to pull back, but was struggling to take her eyes off his large member. Damn. And she could feel a little wet patch on her cheek where his throbbing cock was starting to ooze a little pre-cum. Bastard. "I think you're forgetting whose rules this game plays to." And he slapped her across the face -- forceful, but not painful. "And I showered specially for you, you little slut." He squeezed her nose shut and she had to admit defeat and open her mouth to draw breath. That was it -- he was in there. His cock in her mouth. Another man's rude member doing something she only ever did with her husband. And fuck it all, the bastard thing felt good in there, squirming and pulsing in her mouth and on her tongue. If he was going to treat her like a slut, she might as well act like one. Hubby always said she was good at sucking cock. She may be able to get away with this after all. Pauline sucked Spike good, varying the pressure, speed and tongue action. The bastard was bringing out the bad girl in her and she was loving it, despite herself. She loved the compliments his body was paying her. Fuck, she WAS good at this. She could feel him starting to shudder and getting weak at the knees, and she knew what was going to happen next. Bring it on. She started fucking him with her mouth, really going for it now. Here we go. She felt Spike's hands close around her face. She heard him groan out loud and he started bucking into her mouth, filling it with rope after rope of his cum. Pauline was swallowing as fast as she could, but there was so much of it that some spilled out down onto her chin, then onto her heaving chest. Spike had fallen back onto the desk now, panting like a dog and with a far away look in his eyes. "Fuck -- your husband is a lucky bastard. That was fucking fantastic. I'm going to reward your playing nicely by loosening your ties and returning the favour. I'm going to lick your cunt, Pauline. I'm going to send you to the same place you sent me, then you're going to BEG me to fuck you. You hear me? BEG." "No way. I'm a one man woman." But the words held minimal threat -- even to herself. And the bastard knew it. "Really?" scoffed Spike. When was the last time you sucked another man's cock, then?" "12 years ago, before my husband." "Bollocks. A slut like you was born to fuck and suck. Look at you, showing yourself to me with spunk dripped all over your tits. 12 years, my arse. Now let's see what your lucky bastard hubby gets to laughingly call "His" Hah!" And he pushed her chair back, went down on his knees and pulled her legs open. She was past resisting really, but felt she should show willing, so at least tried to stop him. Damn. Too late -- he knew better. "Look at you -- showing your white pants off to me. And I thought the top half of your body was nice. You've got lovely legs and your skirt and boots show you off SO well. Bloody gorgeous." How dare he be so nice about it all? This bastard who'd forced himself on her in her own office. Or had he? She seemed to be having too much of a good time to consider this "forced." Damn. He kissed and nibbled his way up her thighs, pushing her skirt up slightly as he did so, which showed her off even better. He got to her pants and they were nicely moist. All pretence was rapidly disappearing now. "What a beautiful bad girl you are." He breathed in deeply "And you smell fucking fantastic. You have the scent of pure sex." She felt her cheeks flush as she knew this was true -- now she was just hoping he'd keep his promise. "Lick me clean. Now. Do as you promised. Taste my cunt." Spike started licking at her white pants and making them even wetter. She felt his hot breath on her by now very sensitive and in need pussy. She ground her pussy into him, or as far as she could in the loosened restraints. "You bastard. Lick me properly. You promised. I need it." "What was that? You NEED it? Ask nicely, bad girl." "Spike -- lick my cunt. Please. Lick me. I need it badly." "Always give a lady what she needs. And her pulled her pants over to one side and licked her like a man possessed. He licked her pussy deep inside, he licked her clit, rolling it around his tongue and then he started with the sucking. He sucked her clit fast, slow, soft and hard. Then he put one finger in her pussy, two. His sucking became more rhythmic, in sync with his fingers now. Oh, Christ -- he was good at this. The bastard, the bastard. Oh -- so good, so good. The familiar feeling started rising in Pauline's body. Rising, rising until... She started bucking into Spike's face, totally out of control. Cumming, cumming in wave after wave after wave. "OH MY FUCKING GOOOODDDD! YOU BASTARD! YOU SEXY BASTARD! YOU FUCKING BASTARD! LICKING MY CUNT! YOU FILTHY CUNT! BASTARD! SEXY BASTARD!" "Do you want me to fuck you, Pauline?" "Yes. Fuck me you bastard. FUCK ME! NOW! NOW!" Spike pushed his now fully hard again cock into her willing and eager pussy. He held her by the hips down onto the chair and rode her deep and hard. Her orgasm racked up another couple of levels until she was cumming so hard, so hard, so hard -- oh my fucking GOD it felt good. Pauline swore she was going to pass out with this bastard's new cock invading her pussy. And the bastard was right after all -- she was loving it. The arrogant bastard was bloody well right. She came slowly back down to earth to find she had been completely untied with this man's hard cock still in her, still on the chair. She looked back at Spike and said in a very breathy voice -- "You haven't cum in me yet." Despite everything -- she felt curiously cheated. "Why not?" "Because we had a deal -- you have to beg for it." "Spike -- I need you to cum in me." "Beg." "Spike -- I am a red blooded woman and I need your cum in me." "BEG!" "Spike -- I am begging you. Cum in me. Fill me with your seed. NOW!" "There's a good girl. My bad girl. As you wish." With that, he withdrew from inside her. For the briefest of seconds, she looked disappointed until he pulled her up from the chair and pushed her forwards over the desk. He briefly checked her out again -- she looked simply stunning bent over the desk with her skirt riding high, her pants pushed to one side and her by now very pink and wet pussy just peeking out from behind them. Combining that with the shiny boots and tight blouse, complete with earlier traces of cum on her fantastic tits, it was all he could do not to just cum there and then. "My fucking God, you are one sexy little bitch! And sexy bitches need fucking. HARD!" And Spike pushed his hard cock into her wet and willing pussy again. Deep and hard again -- made even more so by her position over the desk. He was fucking her good and hard now, his balls banging into her clit and his legs making a slapping sound against her every time he thrusted into her pussy. "Who does your cunt belong to, Bitch?" "You, Spike." "Who?" "YOU! SPIKE!" "Damn fucking right it does! And now that same cunt is going to be full of my cum, because you want it, you little slut! "POSSESS ME, SPIKE! MARK YOUR TERRITORY! MAKE ME YOURS!" And he pulled her arms behind her just to get that extra bit of depth. That was it -- she was cumming again so hard for the third time in as many minutes. Her legs gave way underneath her and she collapsed onto the desk. She barely even noticed, let alone cared. Her whole world was cumming and cock, cumming and cock. She was his bad girl slut and no mistaking. Spike held her tight as his orgasm rose higher and higher and then he was cumming again, this time in Pauline's sweet pussy. Time after time he put load after load into her until it all mixed with her own sweet juices and flowed out over them both. Spike's legs gave way and he fell slightly forwards, grateful that the desk was there to support them both. He did love being that close to her, though and he couldn't stop himself from kissing her gorgeous, neck, back, shoulders and any bit of her face he could reach. They held together for what seemed like an absolute age, until eventually Spike stood up slowly, pulling Pauline gently with him. He sat them both back down in the chair, still joined as one, cradling her in his arms like a father to his little daughter -- strong, yet so tender and loving. They drifted off slowly together for a while. Eventually Pauline opened her eyes and gazed back lovingly at the man who had made her feel so good over and over. Her husband. Her loving, adoring husband. Her bad boy. Her daddy. And her baby boy -- all rolled into one. She reached up, cupped his face in her hands and kissed him long and slow. Deep, tender and clearly full of absolute adoration for each other. "I love you, Doug." "I love you too, my baby girl. My beautiful wife. My fantasy girl. I wasn't too rough, was I?" "No baby, it was perfect. Thank you for indulging my "Forced" fantasy." "You are absolutely welcome, my love. I worship you and I will do anything for you. Making love with you, however we do it, is a true honour and a blessing and one that I hope to continue doing for many years to come. "Likewise, my love." There For The Taking I nodded. "Sure. It'll be our secret." She turned around a bit and stared at my penis. "Christ, Jim! I can't believe how big your cock is! It must drive Lisa nuts!" I shrugged, suddenly pained by the mentioning of her name. "We're no longer together, mom. Lisa and I broke up." She eyed me carefully for a few seconds. She reached out a long arm and gently brushed the hair out of my eyes. "Oh, you poor thing. You must be hurting. I'm flattered that your first instinct was to crawl into bed with mommy. You needed comfort, didn't you, babe?" I shook my head and blushed. "No, not really. I needed to get laid! You were just lying there, half- naked, and I just couldn't help myself. You looked so sexy and so beautiful." She gave me a funny look, got up on her knees, lifted the filmy dress higher up her thighs and crawled on top of me. I stared at her in surprise as she grabbed my stiff cock in one slender hand and guided it between her thighs. She positioned the head against her wet folds, held it there momentarily and gazed at me. "You can have me any time you want, Jim. I can easily replace Lisa. Whatever she could do I can do better!" And then she thrust her body down, impaling herself on my rigid shaft. And she took it in all the way so that our bodies collided with a crunch. "Agh!" She began to thrust herself quickly up and down, riding the entire length of my huge cock with ease. I groaned as the pleasure inside of me built up again. Man, what a wonderful, wet and slimy cunt my mother had! Loud, squishing sounds erupted from her twat as she rode my huge cock, drawing torrents of sticky goo out of her. Her two big and tremendously rounded breasts bobbed up and down, the pearl necklace sloshing about to and fro. I slammed my hands around her big tits and squeezed them. What a terrific pair of hooters! I slipped my hands forward and pulled and pinched her fat nipples and she squealed with delight. She moaned and threw herself forward, burying my face between her tits. "Suck them, baby, suck them!" I didn't have to be told twice! I cupped her left tit in both hands and popped the fat tip into my mouth. She groaned as she felt my tongue bombard the perky nipple. "Yes! Yes! Bite them! Chew them! Agh!" I was meeting her thrusts with my own now, jabbing my hugely swollen cock in and out of her while I sucked on her tit. With a groan I rolled her over and fell on top of her and buried my face in her bosom again. She squealed with pleasure as I began to pull and tweak her juicy nipples while I sucked the tips of her tits deep into my mouth. I just lay there on top of her, my cock embedded in her, and just feasted on her huge tits. I sucked, slurped, bit and chewed my way from boob to boob, and within minutes her breasts were red and swollen, the aureoles covered with teeth marks. For a good ten minutes or so I sucked on her tits while I gently and lovingly rode my cock in and out of her with gentle and slow thrusts. I crawled to my knees, slammed my hands around her mammaries and drove my cock home to the hilt. She shrieked and drew her nails down my arms. I began to pump my cock in and out of her with slow yet forceful jabs while I rolled and tweaked her fat, grape-sized nipples between my fingers. I wrapped her long legs over my shoulders, lifted her buttocks off the bed and rammed it into her. She squealed and threw her head about and clutched my arms. 'Oh God! Yes! Give it to your mommy! Fuck me, boy! Fuck me!" I was now letting her have it with jackhammer force. Her huge tits sloshed about and the long pearl necklace jumped and danced across her tummy. The thin rosé cocktail dress was wrapped around her waist, crumpled and stained, and the long necklace kept sliding across her crotch and banging against my cock. In and out I heaved and she suddenly clawed my arms, sinking her nails into the flesh, arched her head up and wailed like a steam engine. "Ei! Ei! Oh God I'm cumming! Yes! Ei!" Her body convulsed so much that she actually lifted her ass so high up off the bed that I couldn't keep my cock in her. My cock plopped out and I watched her body spasm. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes were closed. "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" She popped her eyes open, grunted, then threw her hands forward and grabbed my cock and started to jerk it back and forth. "Cum all over me, baby! I want to see you cum!" Well, I'm a good boy and I do as I'm told. The sight of her hugely swollen tits, the cum-soaked pussy and the sight of my huge rod in her hands drove me over the edge. I came then, and I came like I never came before. Sperm shot out of my cock like a water pistol in repeated bursts. It hit her face, cannoned off her big boobs and splashed all over her filmy and see-through dress. And it just wouldn't stop. Torrent after torrent of hot sperm fired out from me so that mom was totally drenched in it. A huge puddle lay across her tummy and dripped onto the bed. She stared at me with awe. "Your father is away quite often, Jim. I expect you to see to my needs from now on, do you hear? You don't need that skinny chick any more, boy! Now you've got yourself a real woman!" I couldn't believe my good fortune. To hell with Lisa! This was the best fuck I ever had and I could hardly wait until the next time!