18 comments/ 97658 views/ 64 favorites Rob & Lara By: Saintisidore A few years ago I hit it big in the lottery. I took the lump payment and walked away 140 million richer. My sister Lara was pissed at me when I refused to give her the time of day, let alone one dollar of my winnings. I had never liked her husband Mike. The guy was a sleaze bag. He and I got into a huge fight one year on Christmas when I saw a hand print bruise on my sister's arm. I left him unconscious in the middle of their kitchen. I was persona non grata after that. So Lara was S O L when I won my jackpot. I decided a nice change of scenery was in order. I did an internet search and found a nice cabin in the mountains of New Mexico on a secluded lake. The only other cabin on the lake was abandoned. I tried to buy the whole lake but the state refused my offer. One of the selling points for me was the road to the lake was so bad that unless you had a good four wheel drive it was pretty hard to get up the mountain. Of course you could always come in by float plane. I had one of those too. Since I was relatively isolated out here I decided that modesty was no longer necessary. The only time I ever wear clothes now is when I am going to town or out hunting or chopping wood. No splinters in my wood thank you. I had been living at the cabin for three years when Lara contacted me via email. She caught asshole Mike fucking one of the members of his carpool. Mike tried to stop my sister as she pulled out of the driveway in his Mustang GT but he was too slow. Lara was emailing from an internet cafe a few hours away from her house. I emailed back that I was sorry for the breakup of her marriage. Sarcasm doesn't come across very well in print. Then I asked her what I could do for her, and told her to I M me. I have a nice satellite dish that doubles as my internet access. So I can still keep informed out in the middle of nowhere. We started chatting on Yahoo and before long she hinted that she would like to stay with me for a little while. I told her that it might not be a good idea. When she asked why I told her about my nudist lifestyle at the cabin. She thought I was joking so I enabled video chat and pointed the camera at my torso. She thought I had only taken my shirt off and was trying to put one over on her. I stood up and gave her a look at what God gave me and sat down a few seconds later. She was unable to speak or type for a little over a minute. Lara was five years younger than I was and she had walked in on me and one of my high school girlfriends screwing in the middle of the living room one day after school. That incident caused me all sorts of grief. Not from my parents, but from Lara. She constantly pestered me to let her see it after that. I was so glad when I graduated high school and joined the Navy. Six years in the Navy was enough for me and I returned home to find Lara out of school and shacked up with dick head Mike. That first meeting with Mike was enough to piss me off. I suspected that he was hitting Lara but she wouldn't talk to me about that. My mom told me to leave her alone. My dad was off with trophy wife number two. So he had nothing to say. He had divorced mom when I was six to marry a girl barely out of high school. Then divorced her after ten years and now was married to a twenty two year old nymphette named Brandi. Lara and Mike lived together for three more years before she forced him to marry her. I believe the ultimatum was no ring no pussy. Mike gave in because as we now know he really likes pussy. Now after seven years of marriage Lara is walking away from eleven years with an abusive pussy hound. Can you tell I hate the prick? Mom passed away two years after Lara married Mike. Cervical cancer is a mother fucker. Mom's funeral was the last time I saw Lara. Mike never bothered to come. So it was just the two of us. Dad couldn't be bothered either. Once Lara began to type again, she informed me that nudity would not be a problem. I told her to hang out for few while I made some arrangements for her to fly out to Albuquerque. I informed her she would be flying in the next day at four in the afternoon. That meant if we stopped for dinner it would be close to midnight by the time we got to the cabin. Her ticket would be waiting for her at the counter all she had to do was show ID and they would hand her her boarding pass. I was waiting at the gate when I saw Lara exit the plane. She walked up and gave me hug. "First class ticket Rob? We haven't talked since mom's funeral so I was expecting to get loaded into the baggage compartment." "Consider it a divorce present. After all the crap he put you through over the years you deserved to be spoiled a little bit." "So where are we going for dinner?" "There's a steak joint I think you might like on the outskirts of the city on the way home. Do you have any checked bags?" "No, All I own right now is what I have on." I looked her outfit over. Hiking boots, jeans, button down blouse. I didn't see signs that she was wearing a bra but I took it for granted that she would have panties on under the jeans. She had her purse which looked like it could hold a weeks worth of laundry. But even that looked pretty deflated. "OK then. This way." Lara followed me out of the airport and the heat of the desert hit her. Almost forty minutes later we were seated at the restaurant and we enjoyed a couple of good steaks with all the fixings. We didn't speak much during dinner. I figured it would come pouring out soon enough. I would let her tell me at her pace. I wasn't going to push. As we started our climb up the mountain Lara was almost asleep on the seat next to me. When The road began to get bumpy she woke up quick. It got pretty nasty in a few spots and Lara joked about a few potholes I might have missed. When I finally pulled up to the cabin she was glad the trip was over. "It's a good thing that seat was padded or my ass would be sore right now." she said. I opened the door and kicked off my shoes. Lara saw me get rid of my shoes and bent to take off her boots. Once she finished I began to show her around. The living room, kitchen, and dining room were all visible from where we stood at the door. One of the things I love about this place is the open floor plan. As we walked I pointed out little things she might miss. Like the outlets spaced in the floor boards so that I could change the furniture layout however I liked and not have to worry about lamp cords. Lara loved the kitchen. She had seen pictures in a magazine a few years back and that kitchen was almost the same as mine. The dining area was just off the kitchen and included a breakfast nook along with a short bar counter and regular dining table. I think I've only used the dining table twice to eat off in the last four years. I eat most of my meals in the breakfast nook. I just love the informality of it. "I might have forgotten to mention this place only has the one bathroom and one bedroom sis." I showed her the bathroom and she was surprised. It has the usual toilet and counter top vanity. But the tub could double as a hot tub and the shower was big enough for four people to get in and not touch. There was also a stack washer and dryer near the doorway. "No door on the bathroom?" she asked. "It's never really been an issue. You are the first person I've had up here since I bought the place." "Relax Rob. I figure if we are going to be nude in front of each other all the time out here a door on the bathroom is pretty pointless." "Last but not least the bedroom." I had a king size bed sitting right in the middle of the room. I also had an armoire two dressers and a small walk in closet. "For someone who doesn't wear clothes you sure have a lot of storage space for them." I hit a switch on the wall outside the bedroom and the house went into darkness before I turned on the lamp for the bedroom. "Toss your purse wherever. It's time for me to hit the sack. Feel free to use the shower or tub if you need it. You can just jump in bed when you're ready." "We're sleeping in the same bed?" "What part of one bed did you fail to comprehend during the tour?" "OK I get it." I started shucking clothes while she was standing next to the bed. She tossed her purse on the low dresser and went to the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on as I drifted off to sleep. I woke up briefly when she climbed into bed. Some time during the night we both must have moved around. When I woke up we were lying in spoons with Lara up against my back. Somehow her left hand and mine had clasped in the night and our fingers were laced together. I decided to wait for her to wake up on her own. I didn't want to wake her up when I crawled out of bed. I knew she would be coming to grips with what Mike had done and would need all her rest when that happened. I felt Lara kiss the back of my neck. Then she did it again. I gently squeezed her fingers and Lara spoke. "How long have you been awake Rob?" "About two minutes. How was the shower last night?" "Absolutely the thing I needed. I was in those clothes for three days without a bath you know." "You up for breakfast?" "Just coffee thanks." I jumped out of bed and Lara watched as I walked out toward the kitchen. As the coffee started to brew she came walking out. For the first time since she was five I was looking at my sister nude. I must admit Lara has a fantastic body. Her legs are toned and tanned. Her hips have just the right amount of curve for me. I'll try to sneak a look at her ass later but I'm sure that it's magnificent if her legs are any indication. Her stomach is still flat with a bit of definition. Her pussy is shaved completely. Finally her tits. They are round and firm. the nipples sitting high and proud. I can see that her nipples are erect. I wonder if that's because of the newness of being nude for her or if it's something else. Lara blushes a little when she realizes I'm checking her out. "Like what you see Rob?" "What's not to like? I'm guessing heavy C on the tits. I absolutely love the shaving. And your legs look amazing." As I was speaking my dick decided to stand up and put in his two cents worth. "You're not joking. I can tell you like what you see. Speaking of shaving... I need to do a touch up. It has been almost four days." "Razors and cream are in the cabinet over the sink in the bathroom." Lara headed to the bathroom to take care of her grooming. As she was walking away I realized I needed to piss. So I followed her. I was right totally amazing ass. "Relax, I'm not here to spy on you while you shave. I just need to relieve my bladder." "I don't mind. We are naked right now and it's not like I can close the door. Bring me a coffee when it's done?" "Sure." Lara was sitting with her legs inside the tub when I came back with her coffee. She was just applying the shaving cream to her right calf. As I turned to leave she said "You don't have to leave." "Even though you're not hungry right now I am. So I'm going to make me an omelet. Sure I can't make you something?" "Not right now. Thanks any way." I was just washing the dishes up when she came out. "All better now?" I asked. "Want to feel?" I dropped the towel I was using to dry my hands and my dick began to grow. "It was just a joke. Down boy." I poured Lara and I another cup of coffee and started another one brewing. She followed as I walked to the living room and sat on the couch. She snuggled right up against me with her legs tucked under her. I put an arm around her shoulder and gave a light squeeze. She leaned in and kissed my cheek. "I never thanked you for Christmas. After you knocked Mike out six years ago he never hit me again. If he even showed the slightest hint he was going to hit me I would threaten to call you. He is still scared shitless of you." "What did you ever see in him?" "When I first met him he reminded me a lot of you. But that was only the superficial stuff. Blue eyes, lopsided grin, tall and charming." "Of course he was charming. He was trying to get into your pants. When did he show his true colors?" As Lara related the story of her life with Mike I listened for any signs that she was going to cry. The tears started flowing when she started talking about mom's funeral. One of Lara's neighbors told her that Mike had brought a woman home with him and she stayed the whole time I was gone. So he had been cheating on her for at least five years. She told me everything including some things I was a little embarrassed to hear from my sister. "I don't think he ever really loved me Rob." I held her as she sobbed against my chest. As the sobbing stopped I realized her breathing was shallow and even. She was asleep. Carefully I picked her up and carried her to the bed. She woke for a few seconds as I laid her down. "Stay with me?" I crawled up next to her and held her while she slept. I watched her face as she dreamed. I saw every little wrinkle and a few scars. She blushed bright red when she woke and saw that I was smiling at her from a foot away. "Have a good nap?" She kissed me on the lips. it lasted just a second but there was something besides sisterly love in that kiss. There was real want. She needed to feel desirable. I leaned in this time and kissed her back. I held the kiss for three heartbeats and when I opened my eyes hers were still closed and a smile of contentment was on her lips. We kissed several more times during the day. Some were innocent and others blatant in their sexuality. That night as we got into bed she slid next to me and we drifted off to sleep with me holding her from behind, and obvious erection tight against her ass. Neither of us cared. We had done laundry so that Lara would have her clothes ready, should we decide to go into town. It was three days before she broached the subject by announcing 'Aunt Flow' was due in a few days. So two hours later we were in the the town of Prewitt. I suggested we buy her some extra clothes so she wasn't stuck wearing that same outfit every time we went out. I told her no limits, anything she wanted. "It's not like I don't have the money. And I feel kind of shitty for cutting you off when I won. But I'm glad I didn't because that would mean he who shall not be named would have half of whatever I gave you." She bought a dozen dresses from a boutique after modeling them for me. Then she got six pairs of jeans, a dozen t shirts, six button down shirts, a couple of light jackets and finally a winter coat. It does get chilly in the mountains after all. The total for her clothes was a little over three grand. And most of that was the dresses from the boutique. We ate lunch in my favorite restaurant. I knew the owners and when I introduced Lara I left out the part that she is my sister. Todd and Jan told us how good we looked together. We hit the grocery next and wandered the aisles walking side by side pushing the cart with my right hand holding her left. I needed to pick up a few staples that I was running low on and get Lara her feminine hygiene products. The cashier smiled at us as we were checking out. On the drive back up the mountain Lara turned to me. "Why didn't you tell Todd and Jan we are related?" "Jan has been on my ass for a couple years to date. I figured that if she thought we were a couple that she would knock it off. Besides you didn't tell them either." "You got me there. So do you want to be a couple then?" "Tell you what Lara. When you are finally divorced from Mike I will let you make the decision. Your choice will be to continue to live with me or to take five million and live the life you want to live. I will accept whatever you decide." "What if I decide I want to have sex with you tonight?" I hit the brakes and stopped the truck. I almost wrecked us when she asked that. I stared at her and she started laughing. That night at the cabin Lara cooked dinner. It was nice meal of fried chicken, baked potato wedges, a tossed salad and fresh green beans. We washed the dishes together and Lara was being slightly naughty most of the time. Pushing her ass against my crotch and brushing her breasts against my arm as she handed me something to dry. After the dishes were done she invited me to take a bath with her. Up until now we had been bathing separately. Not out of modesty, we were nude all the time, but more out of a sense of privacy. We had no qualms about using the toilet in front of each other in the mornings but bath time was considered a sort of unofficial alone time. After this the only thing left would be the sex. We could both feel the sexual tension boiling over us the last few days. I didn't want her to rush into something with me on the rebound from Mike then have her begin to regret it later. But her invitation was too tempting to ignore. I filled the bath and as the water reached a certain level I turned on the pumps and heater. I had a feeling the bath was going to be very long and very interesting. Lara came in,just as the tub was topping off, with a bunch of candles and began to spread them around the tub and lit them one by one. I turned and saw the lights in the rest of the house were out. I turned out the light in the bathroom and joined Lara as she slipped under the water. The candle light was the right touch for the mood we were both in. For the first few minutes we just sat facing each other letting the water soak into us. Lara made the first move and sat between my legs and pressed her back to my chest. My cock was already hard and she let it snuggle against the small of her back. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my hands under her breasts cupping them from below. She leaned her head back to rest on my shoulder and sighed. Aside from a few kisses this was the most overtly sexual we had been with each other. I waited for her to make the next move. I was going to treat this as a chess match. When it got to the mate part we would both win. But for now let the game begin. It didn't take long either. Lara grabbed my hands and began to squeeze against them signaling she wanted me to do that to her. As I began to knead her tits my next move was to nibble on her earlobe. Lara turned her head and kissed me, plunging her tongue deep into my mouth. It was an awkward position for her to kiss from so it didn't last long. My hands moved up and I took her nipples into my fingers. Lara began to moan lightly as I pinched and pulled gently on them. She reached her left hand between us and gripped my hard on loosely. Now it was my turn to moan. I picked Lara up and spun her around, positioning her in my lap with her legs straddling mine. Lara leaned and kissed me once again this time she held the kiss as our tongues twined tenderly. My hands had returned to her nipples and she slid her body tight to mine. My cock was now pressed between our stomachs. She began to grind softly against my rock hard member. She threw her head back breaking the kiss when her clit came into contact with my meat pole. I had no doubt that either here in the tub or in the bed we were going to be fucking. Possibly even both locations. I moved my hands from her breasts and grabbed her ass as my mouth latched on to her right nipple and I began to suck like her breasts were going to be my only sustenance. As her right nipple fully distended I switched to her left. Lara responded by raising herself and placing the head of my cock at the entrance to her sacred temple. She wasted no time and plunged me fully into her depths. My hands moved up her back and I pulled her shoulders toward me crushing our sheets together. Lara's face showed complete bliss as she began to rock her hips. My mouth moved to the hollow of her neck and I started kissing licking and sucking her there. Lara grabbed both sides of my face and lifted it to kiss me deeply as she began to rock faster. I was thrusting against her as she rode me up and down. I broke the kiss to suckle her breasts once more. My tongue was tracing the letters of my name across her left nipple. When I finished my name I punctuated the end by nipping hen nipple with my teeth. I started her right nipple with a soft bite before playing nice. Lara's right hand snaked between us and began to massage her clit as she increased her speed even further. Rob & Lara "Oh God Rob... I'm so close... going to cum... cum... cum." "Me too Lara... So close... " Lara clamped her lips tight to mine and shoved her tongue deep into my mouth just as her pussy began to pulse the length of my member just a microsecond before my own orgasm took over and I began to fill her pussy with my seed. Lara's hips continued to move ever so slowly as her orgasm slowly faded. We held each other in the water until we felt my cock slide out of her silken recesses. Lara stood and climbed out of the tub. I pulled the plug and turned the pumps off. The candles had long since extinguished. We toweled off and I carried her to the bed. She lifted the covers and I laid her between the sheets before following her in. I took her face in mine and kissed her tenderly. Lara broke the kiss with a mischievous smile and dove under the covers to take my resurgent fuck stick into her lips. I tried to reach for her body to pull her on top of me so I could show her my own oral skills. I didn't want to speak and risk breaking the spell we were under. She finally realized what I was trying to do and I soon had my treasure. I started licking the outer folds of her labia completely circling her slit without making direct contact with the gash. As my tongue slid to the top I let my tongue go past her perineum and across the star of her anus. Lara pulled her mouth off to scream in joy as she arched her back. I brought my tongue back across her anus and this time kept it in line as I licked straight through her lips. I stopped just short of her clitoris and Lara groaned loudly. The vibrations sent a tingle through my whole body. I used my tongue to lap, lick and poke her sweet honey pot. I could tell Lara was getting frustrated that I was pointedly ignoring her little pink nub. She arched her back once more when I finally let my tongue make solid contact. Lara's breathing was becoming ragged as she tried sucking harder and harder on my cock. I knew it would be a while before I would cum again, but Lara was on the edge. All it took was a little nip of the teeth and my face and chest were flooded with her love juices. Lara screamed out her orgasm. Before she could suck me in one more time I pushed her off and moved myself into position to fuck her once more. I took my cue from what she had done in the bath and plunged into her completely in my first thrust. Lara locked her legs around me as another orgasm immediately overtook her. I leaned in and kissed her letting her tongue invade my mouth the way my cock had invaded her silken folds. When her legs began to loosen I started to piston in and out. I started slowly working faster and faster every few seconds. Lara was getting delirious from what I was doing to her. Her hands were digging in to my ribs and back as I pounded away. I began to suckle her nipples once more and she began to cum once again. When that orgasm finally subsided I pulled out and had Lara get to her hands and knees. She didn't need to be told twice. As I once again filled her slick cunt she began to get very vocal in her pleasure at what I was doing to her. "Fuck me harder... God I love this so much... Oh I am getting so close... Cum in me... cum in me... cum in me..." As the first jet of semen blasted inside her Lara began her own orgasm. I came hard but not as hard as I had in the tub. Lara however, was so overwhelmed by her orgasm that she collapsed on the bed and the grip her pussy had on my hard on pulled me down on top of her. We laid there panting for several minutes while I kissed every inch of her body I could get my lips to, while still impaling her on my slowly deflating member. When I was able I moved myself to hold her tight. She pulled the covers over us and we fell asleep for the first time as lovers. One year later Lara was officially divorced from Mike. Our son Adam, conceived that first night, was three months old when the final papers came back signed. Because of his infidelity Mike was forced to sell their home and Lara received all of the proceeds from that sale. She didn't need it because she has complete access to all of my money. But she took it as a final fuck you to Mike. Because she had taken Mike's last name when they married nobody raised an eyebrow when we married a few weeks ago. We are both happy she decided to stay rather than take the offered five million. Rob and Layla Descriptions: Layla is 5'6" and weighs about 145 pounds. She has full round breasts, 34D, and a curvy luscious body. She has long blonde hair that she wears curly. Her eyes are green shaped almonds; her lips are like Angelina Jolie's; and she has a perfect Crest white strip smile. She is every man's fantasy but she is tied down but her less than worthy husband James. Rob is about 6 foot 2 inches and weighs around 170pounds. He is muscular and strong looking. His dick is nice and thick and about 7 inches long. He has brown eyes and brown hair and a nice smile. He is not married and when he heard about Layla wanting him he made the first move and raped her, and she enjoyed it. --- Layla stared anxiously at the clock. It was nearly 7PM. She was staying late at work, making some overtime. When her boss offered her it, she thought it was a good idea. Her husband James was a salesman and had recently been having trouble helping to make ends meet. But now Layla regretted her decision. She hadn't counted on Rob from HR staying after. She had such a crush on him. She felt terrible about it. Her husband was so sweet, but he was a little lacking in the bedroom. Layla liked rough sex. She secretly had many fetishes, but couldn't act on them with James. Just the thought of her nipples being pulled with clamps made her clit throb. Rob was the total opposite. Layla had heard through the grapevine what a freak he was. And now, being alone with him when everybody else had already left, she was nervous. But as they worked, she became more comfortable. They were casually flirting, more body language than anything spoken. Rob took off his tie and rolled up his sleeves. "Layla, would you get me those papers sitting on the floor over there?" he asked her. "Yeah, I can do that" Layla replied. She walked over to the pile, slowly bending over to pick it up. She lingered, feeling his gaze on her ass. Her skirt was on the shorter side, so her thighs were partially exposed. She loved teasing. It could almost get her off by itself alone. Layla had loosened up, deciding not to be so uptight. Her husband knew she was working late and nothing was going to happen. It was just harmless flirting. Rob stared at her as she bent over. He had been stealing glimpses at her for weeks. Her ass was so round and full. It was perfect. She was just his type. He'd always gone for women with weight on them. And now here she was, deliberately teasing him. There was no way that picking up a pile of papers would take so long. He'd asked her hoping for just this situation, but he didn't really expect this kind of response. Layla hadn't been quite so open before this... As she turned back around, Rob shifted in his pants, trying to hide his increasingly hard cock. Layla noticed, but didn't say anything. "Maybe I went a little far..." she thought. She looked at the clock again. It was 7:30 now and the sun was mostly down. Feeling regretful, she started for her desk. "I'm sorry, I should really get going. I didn't realize it was already dark out," she stammered as she started putting on her coat. "We're nearly finished, can't you stay a little longer?" Rob asked, approaching her. She backed away slightly, shaking her head and suggesting he could finish the rest if that were the case. He studied her body while she searched for her purse, admiring her hips and her back. He was getting hornier by the moment. "No, that's alright. I can finish this tomorrow. But hey, why don't we get a drink on our way out?" he asked. Layla looked back as she found her purse, catching him staring at her ass. She found herself getting turned on by the attention. But she had to go; she couldn't do that to James. "No, that's okay. I was going to bring home dinner to my husband, he's probably hungry..." she said, praying he didn't pressure her anymore. It'd been so long since she had sex on some insane whim that she was afraid she'd crack. "We can order something now and by the time we're finished with our drinks, it'll be ready to pick up!" Rob retorted. "Come on." Layla stuck to her guns, refusing. "No, that's okay, maybe another time. I'm going to go now." He watched as she hurried from the room, heading for the garage. "Why'd you let her leave? You know she wants you," he thought. He'd noticed her watching him for weeks. He only stayed late because he knew she would be. He was hoping this would be his chance. "She looks like she needs a nice hard fucking...and God am I hard." Rob came to a decision. He hurried after her, trying to catch her before she left. He thought quickly, trying to rationalize what he was about to do. Standing by her, Layla looked through her purse for her keys. "I got out of there just in time" she thought as she squeezed her thighs together, trying to relieve the tension. "That could've been really bad." Suddenly Layla's head jerked back. She screamed out as she felt her hair being pulled. She felt lips roughly kissing her exposed throat. She shrieked for help before the person's hand covered her mouth. "Layla, it's Rob," the voice said. "Rob!? What are you doing? Let go of me!" she said after biting his hand. He grabbed her mouth again, hard this time. "No, I'm not going to do that. I know you want me. You don't think I've noticed? Other people have pointed it out to me too. And you were blatantly teasing me in there. I can only take so much," he calmly explained. He reached down and pulled her skirt up, pulling her panties aside and penetrating her swollen lips with his finger. "I thought so. I could smell you in there. Do I always get you this wet?" he continued, as he worked his finger in and out of her wet pussy. Layla was frozen from shock. She couldn't believe this was happening. She struggled to speak. "Please, don't." He pinched her clit hard as she spoke, stopping her. The overwhelming sensation cleared her head for a moment after it passed and she thought quickly, speaking as calmly as she could, saying "I'm married, we can't do this. I mean, at least not now Rob...not in the middle of this garage..." She thought by trying to convince him she'd be willing another time and by acting to have made the decision with him she could disarm the situation, but it did not have the intended effect. It spurned Rob on more so. He lifted her skirt and bent her over the trunk of the car. "I have to have you now, you know you want it" he said as he jerked her panties until they ripped, tossing them to the side. "Please! You can't do this. This is rape! Please, I'll suck your cock and I won't tell anybody if you stop!" she pleaded. But it was no use he was resolute in his resolve. He ignored her, pulling his hard and throbbing cock from his pants. Layla went hysterical as she felt the bulbous tip of his head press up against her vaginal lips. She desperately didn't want this to happen, but at the same time deep down she was getting so turned on. She cried down as he thrust his member all the way inside her, stretching her. She hadn't had such a large cock in a long time. She'd forgotten that delicious feeling of being full of hot, hard dick. Rob moaned as he entered her completely, her tight pussy enveloping him. He was right, he thought. She did need a good, hard fucking. He stayed buried inside her, enjoying her struggle. She was inadvertently squeezing his cock with her pussy as she tried breaking free. He reached under and roughly played with her nipples as he began to pound her cunt. Her cries and whimpers only turned him on more. He couldn't believe he was finally fucking Layla. Her resolve weakened as he punished her pussy with hard, quick strokes. She cried as she tried to resist the urge to move her hips. It wasn't fair. She tried to ignore how good it felt, but then he picked up the pace. As Rob began to moan, she knew what was going to happen. "Please don't cum in me, I'm not on birth control! Please just cum on my ass! Or I'll swallow it!" she sobbed. Rob buried his dick inside her again, going deep until he came, shooting his hot cum against the back of Layla's pussy. She struggled underneath, trying to get him out of her. He held fast, making sure every drop was deposited inside her. Rob quickly regained his rhythm, grabbing her hips and pulling Layla back onto his dick with each thrust. She panicked as she started to feel a twinge of pleasure in her pussy. Her resolve was breaking down. She refused to enjoy it, but it was so good... she couldn't take it anymore. She threw her ass back into his cock and moaned, "Just rape me and get it over with." He had conquered her. Not only did he take her by force, he got her to like it! Invigorated, he pounded her soaked pussy harder. She reached down between her legs and began frantically rubbing her clit. Rob angled his thrusts so that the underside of his shaft would rub against her clit each time. Layla didn't care about anything else anymore. Nothing else mattered except getting fucked by this hard cock. She reached a little further down and grabbed Rob's balls, raking them with her nails. He smacked her ass and picked up the pace, pistoning in and out of her wetness as a furious pace. Layla couldn't take it anymore. She squeezed his balls with one hand and worked her clit with the other as she began to cum. Her orgasm overtook her quickly. It was so powerful she couldn't keep from screaming out. She ground her ass against Rob's dick eager for it to fill her up again. The feeling of her pussy squeezing his cock like a vice was too much for him to take, as he began to cum inside her again. She milked his cock after each explosion, winding down from her own. --- After her raping Rob pretty much took off leaving Layla on the hood of her car. She took off in her car shaking as she drove home. Before arriving to her house she looked in her rearview mirror. Her hair was a mess and her makeup was all over her face from crying while Rob took her. She tried her best to straighten her clothes and her frazzled nerves. She could not believe she had just been raped... and enjoyed it. Her heart was racing and she was having trouble breathing. She got out of the car and went inside her house hoping her emotions weren't splayed all over her face like they normally were. Her husband James was sitting on the couch watching the latest ESPN game. She sighed he hadn't even noticed that she came inside the house. She called hello and walked up the stairs to the master bedroom and to her bathroom. She undid her skirt and took of her clothes letting them fall to the floor. Her cunt ached from Rob filling her and she needed to bathe to get his scent off of her skin. She opened the shower door and let the steamy water pelt her skin and hair. Just thinking of Rob made her cunt ache for him to be inside of her again. Why couldn't James have his sex drive? Most nights Layla would force herself on her husband begging him to fuck her hard, he was always gentle or too fast, not paying attention to what Layla craved. She sobbed quietly in the shower replaying the moments in her head. What if Rob told everyone at work about them? If James found out he would be devastated and demand a divorce. Worse, Layla gasped in fright, what if she was pregnant with his child? She sobbed louder at the thought and prayed the shower was loud enough to cover her noise. She finished bathing and got out of the shower, dressing in a sexy teddy. She would have to seduce James tonight... if not, he might know that she had strayed by the child that may be growing inside of her. Layla went downstairs and stood in front of her husband blocking the TV. He looked up at her still wet skin, dripping hair, and her sexy teddy, also there was a serious look of seduction behind her eyes. James knew that Layla had a high sex drive, but damn, the woman wanted it every night! Sometimes twice! He loved her dearly, but he didn't like having to please her every night. He worked long hours and the stress from his job was putting a strain on their relationship. Layla straddled her husband and began to kiss him lovingly. He kissed her back rubbing his hands a long her back and under her teddy a little. She moaned softly in his mouth. James didn't want it tonight. He was feeling terrible for disappointing her, like he knew he would, but he just couldn't fuck her tonight. He pushed Layla out of his lap and stood up mumbling something about going to bed. Layla froze on the couch shocked... James had never pushed her away. Did he already know about the rape? That she had moaned and cum like a horny schoolgirl? She covered her mouth trying to fight back the panic that was seizing her. No... he didn't know, he couldn't! She stood up and walked to their bedroom where James was already snoring. She wanted to smack him for putting her in this position. If he had just wanted to fuck as much as she did, then she wouldn't be so uptight about things and such a slut at work. Layla lay in her bed and her mind raced as she recalled the memory of Rob's throbbing cock destroying her tight cunt. He came in her twice and she had loved his hot and sticky semen coating every inch of her vaginal walls. She began to get incredibly wet just thinking about it. Her hand started frigging her tight and swollen cunt. It was still sore from Rob's huge prick ramming into her but she needed a release or she was going to explode. She crept out of her bed and went into the bathroom. She opened the drawer that held her pleasure toys and pulled out a large vibrator. She pushed it deep inside of her and gasped in delicious pleasure. She hadn't played with her pussy in a long time and it felt so good. She moaned as the vibrator tickled her G-spot and her toes began to curl in delicious pleasure. Her cunt immediately began to clamp hard around the vibrator as she came hard for the second time that evening. She screamed and gasped gripping the counter for support as the waves of pleasure washed over her. She smiled a little and thought of Rob again and she felt her cunt clamp again tight on the vibrator. She dismissed him from her mind reminding herself she could not whore around with him. She put the vibrator back into her drawer of toys and headed to her bed where her husband lay snoring. She rolled her eyes and wished it had been Rob instead she was about to mount. Horrified with herself for thinking such things she closed her eyes and went to sleep. The next day Layla overslept and was late for work. She was upset with herself for getting so into pleasuring herself that she forgot to set her alarm clock to wake up. She woke up frustrated running into her closet and putting on the first thing she could find, a body hugging blue dress and a light tan jacket. She pulled her hair into a messy, but stylish bun and threw on some makeup and grabbed a banana and some water leaving for work. On her way there she looked in the mirror and realized how slutty she looked. People would be talking at work. She didn't have time to go back and change though she was already ten minutes late. She pulled into her parking space cramming the last of the banana down her throat and ran into her office quickly clocking in. Rob saw Layla come scrambling in her hair all messy and her body hugging dress gave him an achey pull in his groin. He shifted his hips to ease the raging hard on he got from seeing her. God, he thought, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. He started walking towards her but before he got the chance to approach her, their boss called her into his office. Layla turned seeing Rob looking at her like a lion about to pounce on its prey. She closed her eyes silently sending a prayer up to God for her to not lose it like an emotional woman. At that moment her boss called her into his office. She mouthed a thank you up words and ran into her boss's office seeing Rob's face fall at her departure. Her boss reprimanded her for being late and commented on her outfit saying it was not at all appropriate for the work place. She blushed humiliated and went to her desk opening some documents and beginning to work. Rob saw Layla come out of the office her cheeks were flushed and her lips were parted like she was breathing heavily. He wanted his lips smashed on her delicious cherry lips. His cock was about to bust a seam in his pants. He didn't know how much more of this torture he could take. He ran into the bathroom to relieve him self. He tore his pants down and started beating his cock trying to get the raging hard on to go down. It was no use the only thing that could make him cum was Layla's juicy cunt milking him for every ounce of his ooey gooey cum. Layla had seen Rob rush by her into the men's bathroom. She was curious why, but wasn't curious enough to go see if he was okay. When he came out of the bathroom he looked as if he had been sweating and she could see his hard on through his work pants. Immediately she felt her cunt tighten in response and her juices started flowing. He was looking at her and motioning for her to follow him. She shook her head hard, a sharp no. He looked around the office insinuating he would tell everyone about his and her affair if she didn't come. Layla's resolve shattered to nothing and she got up and followed a few feet behind him to the conference room. Once inside the room Rob grabbed Layla tearing her skimpy dress off of her body and pushed her onto the table with her legs spread open. Rob took of his pants slowly capturing Layla with his eyes. He could see her juicy cunt was soaked and he knew she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her. He leaned down and slid a finger into Layla's wet mound. She gasped and brought him close using her legs to trap his head right at the entrance of her slick cunt. He smiled wickedly and she moaned as he used his tongue to lick from the bottom of her slit to the top of it focusing on her clit. She dug her nails into his shoulders pushing him even further into her beautiful pink pussy. Rob started licking and salivating over her puss using his entire mouth shoving his tongue all the way inside and using his nose to bump her engorged clit. She started humping his face. He shoved three of his fingers inside of her lapping at her clit like a dog. She screamed not even caring if the office heard her moans of ecstasy. Rob continued frigging her cunt and her clit at a rapid pace until he could feel Layla tighten around him. She was going to cum hard all over him. Her orgasm was so powerful he felt like his fingers were going to be crushed while her walls tightened on him. She squirted and her juice dripped down her thighs and all over the conference table. Rob smiled satisfied he lapped up all of her juices. Layla leaned up grabbing Rob by the face she began to kiss him deeply and passionately. She could taste herself on him and that turned her on even more. He continued to kiss her twisting her nipples with his hands. Layla moaned into his mouth. Her body was electric from his touch. She wanted his cock buried inside of her. She motioned for him to get on the conference table with her. He moaned at how hot she looked, her body was red from being abused by him and she had her juice flowing from her swollen and raw cunt all down her juicy thighs and legs. Layla was so turned on and she didn't care anymore about cheating on James. All that mattered was how badly she wanted Rob's huge cock buried to the base of her swollen cunt. She leaned down while Rob climbed onto the table. She took his raging cock into her mouth and began to suck him like a pro. She used her free hand to rub his balls and her other hand to jack off the end of his length while she sucked at his head. Rob was moaning and breathing hard. He had never had a woman like Layla suck his cock. She was so innocent yet so naughty and dirty... he loved it. But he needed to be inside of her, her sweet lips could suck him off later, they had plenty of time. He pushed her head away smacking her breasts. She moaned enjoying being smacked around. He forcefully pushed her onto her knees and bent her over. He hit her ass making it nice and red teasing her by smacking close to her dripping cunt. He loved to tease her. Her full round ass was red and had welts from the smacking. He leaned over and kissed her ass using one of his fingers to push it into her hot anal hole. Rob and Layla Layla didn't know how much more she could take. She was literally about to cum from the spanking. James never touched her like Rob had. She wanted Rob's cock so bad she could hardly stand it. Her ass was getting a nice working from Rob's finger but she wanted more. Rob pulled his finger out of her ass and pushed the tip of his cock into her luscious ass. She yelped as his huge head rammed into her little hole. He used his free hand to work her pussy shoving four fingers into Layla's puffy cunt. Layla moaned almost cumming from the intense pleasure. Rob began pounding into Layla's ass hard fucking her like a dog. He stretched Layla's cunt and shoved his entire hand into her cunt, which made a popping sound as his hand became trapped in her juicy cunt. Layla screamed moaning as Rob fisted her pussy and fucked her ass. She was so turned on. She used her free hand to cup Rob's balls rubbing them gently while he rammed into her ass. Rob was so turned on he didn't think he would be able to last much longer. Layla was moaning and yelping like a bitch turning him on even more. His hand was starting to hurt because Layla's cunt was becoming like a sucking machine getting tighter and tighter around his knuckles. He knew she was about to cum again. Her ass felt so good on his huge prick. He kept shoving his entire length into her. Layla screamed as she felt the first waves of an intense orgasm wash over her. Her ass felt so good and her cunt felt so good she couldn't stand this painful pleasure anymore. Rob shoved into her ass ten more times and she felt herself cum. She screamed louder than she ever had in her life as her orgasm shook her. Rob's cock extended even further as he felt Layla's orgasm tear through her. Almost instantaneously he came inside of her lush ass. Squirting his hot and steamy cum all inside of her sexy ass. He stayed buried in her while he finished, both of them panting like dogs. He pulled out slowly and his semen poured from her anal hole down the back of her thighs and legs. He smiled enjoying how sexy that scene looked. She turned over and cuddled up close to Rob kissing him gently. Rob felt his heart tug at Layla's lust filled eyes. He hadn't planned on this happening... but she was so beautiful and naughty. Layla felt her heart pull. She knew this was wrong. Rob had raped her and then had black mailed her into fucking him. But she still wanted him. Rob cradled her naked cum covered body and hoped that no one came into the conference room.