7 comments/ 81854 views/ 62 favorites The Old Men's Slut 01 By: IMaClassySlut The first thing she noticed as she regained her consciousness was the wall clock. 45 minutes. 45 minutes ago she had stepped into this house confident that she will talk to her old neighbor and ask him to give her time to pay off her EX-BF's debts. How had she managed to reach this point? Annette thought dazed as felt the old man slurp at her open cunt and fingered her hard. A moan escaped her, appalling the 19 year old. The whole meeting had taken on a dreamlike quality for her. She remembered coming to the house, saying her piece and promising to pay off her EX-BF's debts that her father had guaranteed for. The old man had heard it quietly and then he had begun to frown... Annette gulped and avoided the frown currently on Mr. Albert Stone's old withered face. He looked like an evil old man who was currently very displeased and plotting something sinister – for her. She flicked a quick glance at him and noticed him staring at her tits. Maybe wearing the almost transparent black low scoop neck T-shirt and jean short had been a bad idea. But she'd wanted to portray herself as the young neighbor's little daughter that he must remember her as. And truthfully, she had hoped that giving him a little glimpse of her perky 34 D tits would make him more generous towards her problem. Unfortunately enough the old fart didn't seem inclined to soften. "So, you are saying, you cannot give me back my money?" Albert Stone roared and Annette jumped in fright. "Umm, I'm not saying that Mr. Stone. I just need some time- " She began. "How long? Where is that no good boyfriend of yours who you were so sure will use the money for his business and make it a success?" Albert leaned over and banged his fist on the coffee table. "Sending a girl to talk to me, hoping that the dirty old man will bend over for a piece of pussy?" Shocked, Annette stared at him and tried to stammer an explanation. "He – He ran away with some whore and the money. And I certainly am not a -" "Save it." Albert said in disgust. He sat back calculatingly. "Your father will have to pay the money, I guess. He did take responsibility and I have his signature and everything." She gulped. She really didn't want her dad or mom to be dragged in this dirty business. Her father had worked hard to be where he was today and currently going through some health trouble. He had been advised some time away from work and her mom had decided to take him on a world cruise. It hadn't been even a week since their departure. "I will call him now," He braced himself to get up, rolls of fat clearly making it a chore. "No. Mr. Stone," Without thinking, Annette placed her hand on his right hand to keep him sitting. "Please. It was my fault trusting my Ex-BF. My dad trusted my judgment. I will pay the money back." Albert barked out a laugh. "You think it was peanuts, girl? Thousands of dollars. It will take you years to earn and pay me back. How old are you now?" "I turned 19 last week." Albert steepled his fingers and sat back, pretending to be deep in thought while staring at her tits with narrowed eyes. Unknown to Annette, he was delighted with the situation. Money, pssh! He had enough money to burn a handful everyday and still have a pile left after his death for his children to live comfortably on. What he didn't have was someone to fuck. It had been years since he'd had sex. His obese 68 year old wife was no longer interested in it, in fact she hadn't been interested for 20 years or so. She slept most of the days away and visited her older sister a lot for days on end! The dirty over sexed old man was left with dirty magazines and porn sites on the internet to satiate his sexual needs. The only human touch his dick had gotten over the last 20 years was his own hand. Albert studied the girl minutely. Light golden complexion, obviously a mixture of her white father and her East Indian mother. Compared to his pasty white wife, Annette was honey and sunshine. Her dark brown hair almost looked black, falling down her back to the waist in waves and curls, again from her mother. Her eyes were dark coffee brown and her figure would give a saint wet dreams. She wore a delicate shiny anklet on her right ankle that was driving him crazy with lust. He wanted to wrap those legs around him and pound and pound into her. And her mouth, soft rosebud mouth with full lips. The dirty old man imagined himself fucking her mouth hard and fast, choking her and pulling her tightly by her hair.... "Mr. Stone?" Annette uneasily shifted. The look in his eyes was scaring her. Maybe coming here hadn't been such a great idea. "I have a proposition to make." He said with a sly grin. She nodded, holding her breath. "I can send your father to jail you know. That's a lot of money you owe and it looks like he ran away..." "Oh no, Mr. Stone! My dad is ill. My mother took him on a cruise. He didn't run away." Annette cried, distraught. "Well that's what it would seem like." The old man continued, delighted and trying to hide it. "You can work for me and some of my friends for say some years and we can cut the debt out of your umm..performance. You will of course live here till then for whenever I need you." "Performance?" Albert grinned and Annette noticed his weirdly chipped front tooth that made it look sharp and canine. "You will have to sign an agreement saying if you back out and are unable to give us your services, then we can sue your father for the money that is owed to me. Is that OK?" She hesitated but nodded. "But Mr. Stone. What service and performance? What will I be working as?" But Albert Stone was too busy heaving himself out of the chair and didn't answer the girl. "Let me talk to my lawyer first. My older brother is my lawyer and still handles everything even though he is retired." Annette nodded again and wringed her hands lightly, worrying. After 20 minutes Albert reentered the room, very pleased with himself. "He is printing out the papers this instant. It won't take much time. Ahh..here he is." She tried to smile at the overweight old man who looked shyly at her with a sweet, kind smile. His clothes hung loosely on him, like he had lost a lot of weight very suddenly and he walked with the help of a cane. She felt a twist of sympathy for the older brother and smiled sweetly at him. Something sinister flashed into his eyes for a second, shocking her but looking at his kind smile, she decided that she must have been mistaken. "My brother has no family. He never married and he is too old to live alone so he lives with me." Albert explained, confusing the young girl with the piece of information. She really didn't understand the relevance to her situation. "Here. The agreement is right here." Fred Stone shyly placed the papers on the coffee table and sat down besides his brother. He gave her his pen and waited with bated breath like his brother. Annette picked up the agreement and started to open the page to read it. "What are you doing?" Albert barked at her. Annette flinched. "I'm reading the agreement." "First sign it and then read it! We have some pressing matter to attend to. Sign and you can take a copy with you home." Annette frowned. "I really don't think that's wise. It won't take much time. I can read it quickly." "If you don't trust me then you can go to hell. Go on with you. I know how to recover my money. GO!" Albert snarled. Taken aback, she flicked the agreement to the last page and signed it hurriedly. Her head snapped up as the brothers started chuckling. Bewildered, she watched as the shy kind Fred leaned back and tapped the agreement with his cane. "Read it." He said with relish. Annette became paler and paler with every paragraph of the agreement. Fred flicked the agreement away as she reached the signature. "My dad will have to pay you double the amount I owe if I back out of this arrangement? And interest will be levied on the amount every month that he doesn't pay..." she leveled her gaze at the two men. "I will have to do anything that you want. I just signed my body to you..." She glanced down at her body. Her 34 D tits looked full and plump in comparison to the tiny flat stomach, and her generous hips looked luscious when compared to her slim and toned legs. Did they lust after her so much that they had tricked her into the agreement? Or would any girl have done? Disgusted, with herself for falling for their trick and at them for pulling it, she studied Fred's pale pockmarked face and Albert's saggy face. "Pull your tits out of your T-shirt." Albert ordered. Annette bit her lip and started to pull the T-shirt above her head. "No. No. Pull them out of the low neck. Didn't you wear the slutty low neck to show us your tits? Pull them out." She took a deep breath and scooped a full tit out and then the other. Somehow it made her look sluttier than removing the T-shirt would have had. "Are you a virgin?" Fred asked. Annette glared at him, letting her disgust show. "No." Albert grinned, apparently not bothered by her disgust and heaved himself off the couch and shuffled as fast as he could behind Annette's big plush leather armchair. He grabbed her ponytail harshly and pulled it back making her gasp in pain. She swallowed hard as she saw his ugly white face descend nearer and nearer, his old man smell and his terrible breath making her nauseous. He kissed her wildly, wetly, his eyes hungrily fixed on her lightly jiggling tits. His hands went to her left nipple and rolled it. Annette's eyes widened as she felt a tug in her cunt as he played with her tit. He plumped and caressed them softly and a moan of pleasure escaped her. Her let her hair go and caressed both the tits simultaneously, rolling and tugging at the nipples softly. Fred looked on hypnotically as Annette kept her eyes closed, her head tilted back and moaned and moaned. She bit her lip to stop her moans but they kept slipping out. He looked at his brother who gave him a fierce grin and suddenly grabbed her nipples and twisted them cruelly pulling them hard and away from her body. She cried out and her head jerked up but she felt herself become even wetter if possible. "No. Please. It hurts. My nipples.." She whimpered. He let go of her right tit and his hand slipped into her shorts. "Shit. This slut is wet." Albert said flicking her clit with his finger and then burying it in her hot cunt. Annette grunted as her hips moved subconsciously. Fred laughed maliciously. "I want to see her slippery cunt." "Remove your shorts and panty." Albert told her and she did, her hands shaking. The articles slipped down to the floor and she freed her legs from them. "Pull your legs up on the armchair. No, no. Don't drape them on the arms..put your feet on them. Yesssssss." Fred hissed pulling his hard cock from his sweatpants and twisting his hand on it. "Look at that tilted cunt, Al. Trimmed closely. Don't worry, we will shave it for you." He told her. "So tight and juicy. Pull your cunt lips open. Yes..more..tighter. So pink and wet." He licked his lips and stood shakily to take some steps and sit down heavily on the coffee table right in front of her. He watched his brother play with her tits and he reached forward as if to touch her tits but suddenly drove two fingers straight up her cunt. Annette cried out, her scream muffled as Albert kissed her again and pinched her nipples hard. Fred laughed. "The bitch likes it rough. She flooded as soon as you pinched her nipples." He stared into her eyes cruelly as he slowly fingered her. "You tramp. You like two old men playing with your tight young gorgeous body? You like my fingers in your cunt, you bitch? You looked at us like we were beneath you but now your slutty body wants us." He removed his glistening and wet fingers out and showed it to her. He pushed them in her mouth. "Lick it. Taste yourself on my fingers. Lick my fingers clean." And Annette did. She hated the old men for it but the humiliation just made her hotter. She almost sobbed as Fred shoved his fingers back in her sloppy hole, fingering her hard and fast now, making her grunt as the fingering increased in intensity. "Do you want to come whore? Do you want to come?" Albert asked tilting her head back again. Her eyes widened as his thick white cock with the angry red head came into her view. She knew she will have to take that monster in her mouth soon but for now Albert seemed happy to pump his own cock. "Make me come. Make me come." Annette whispered as her voice got stronger till she was shouting the chant. "Oh fuck you dirty old bastards! Make. Me. Come!" She screamed as the brothers as one bent towards her and each took a nipple in his mouth and bit it cruelly. Her back arched and she squirted her come on Fred's shirt. "Ohhhhhhhh. FUCKKKKKK!" She screamed again as Fred kept fingering hard and fast through her orgasm. Her orgasm blended into another, a more intense one and she screamed as she squirted more come on Fred. She grabbed Fred's hand when he showed no intention of slowing down but Albert grabbed her hand away and the sucking on her tits with the hard fingering threw her into another orgasm, so blinding that she lost her consciousness, slumping in the armchair surrounded by the sound of delighted laughter. Annette came to with Albert slurping on her clit, helpfully being pulled open by Fred who was now behind her and leaning over her shoulder. 45 minutes. How many orgasms had she had in the last 45 minutes? Fred noticed her stirring and grinned at her. "Open your cunt for him." She hesitated, still feeling very sensitive. "Your body is ours. Remember that." He warned. Had she ever thought him shy and kind? Sweet? She thought as she pulled her cunt open for Albert as he leisurely licked her from bottom to the top and then wriggled the tip on her clit. She moaned as he entered a finger in her and started fucking her hard with it. Her head jerked. Do these brother not know any other speed to finger a girl? She gritted her teeth and hissed as Fred dug his fingernails in her nipples. Sadistic bastard. He grinned into her eyes as he pulled her nipples away from her body with his fingernails. The pain was heady and confusingly it made her wetter. He dragged his fingernails to the tip of her nipples where it was maddeningly sensitive and dug it in more. "Ugh." Annette grunted and gasped as Albert plopped his finger out and stabbed his tongue in her steaming hole to gather her ever flowing juices. "Suck my cock." Fred demanded as he hobbled to her side and pulled her head down on him on his thick cock. It wasn't as thick and angry looking as his brothers but it was still big. "Yessssssss. Oh yessssssss." Fred moaned as she slowly started taking his dick in her mouth. "You cunt. You like the taste of my cock?" Annette made a face. She wondered when the bastard had actually taken a bath last. She chocked as he grabbed her head hard and punched his cock as deep as it could, hitting the back of her throat. Her drool dribbled down on her chest as Fred moved his one hand to play with her tit, pressing it so hard that her tits plumped out of the spaces of his fingers. She gasped as he pulled his cock out and stared hard at her. He slipped into her mouth again but this time he was content to let her bob her head on him at her pace. Annette's lips pressed firmly on him, her tongue flicking on his slit as she came on Albert's face, her cunt spasming as he kept thumbing her clit and stood up. Fred roared and came in her mouth tilting her mouth up so that she would swallow his dirty seed. She struggled against Fred but was distracted by Albert who dropped his wide slacks and stepped out of it. Apparently the old man didn't believe in wearing underwear. She watched him as he pulled her to the edge of the armchair and rubbed his cock on her moist slimy cunt. Albert pulled her legs up by her ankle and opened her wide, making her cunt peel open like petals of a flower unfurling. He licked his lips in anticipation and pushed the head in a little. It was going to be a tight fit. Albert sweated and breathing heavily, popped the head inside her steaming cunt. Annette bit her lip, trying to ignore the discomfort. Her wetness helped a lot as the old man started pushing himself in her, barely giving her time to adjust. Halfway in, Albert looked up from her cunt and honed in on her tight little brown nipples. Fred was absently playing with her tits as he watched his brother push himself in the young girl's twat. "Fred. Grab her legs." He told his brother. Annette shrieked as she was pulled impossibly wide by Fred, her knees by her head. Albert looked at her, spread open for him and he felt himself losing control. "Oh shit." He growled and fell on Annette, burying his full dick in her tight hole. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Annette screamed feeling like the old man was tearing her in two. "Fuck! My pussy!" The delusional old man thought that the girl was shouting for him to fuck her pussy and so he did. He hammered into her again and again and her cunt fluttered and spasmed on his dick. As her discomfort melted away, she started rocking her hips with his thrusts. "Fuck me. Oh yes....FUCK me. Fuck...Oh..oh...oh...Ooooo..FUCK!" Annette shrieked as amazingly Albert's pace quickened even more. The feelings coursing through her were amazing. The orgasm building up in her felt bigger and better than she had ever had but something was holding her back from finding that fulfillment. She gasped as the force of Albert's thrust splashed her wetness on her stomach and his body too but the orgasm still remained maddeningly away. "Going. To. Come." Albert gritted out, each word punctuated by a hard thrust. No! She needed something more. But what? "Please!" Annette whispered. "something. I need to come. Please." Fred bent to her ear, his breath making her gag. "Oh..does the whore want to come? Does the whore want to come on an old man's dick? The dick that he is hammering in her tight young naughty cunt?" Annette's breath became faster. "Yes. My naughty cunt. I need a cock in my naughty cunt so that I can come and come and come." She said looking like she was in pain. But she wasn't. She just needed one last push..the dirty talking had almost done it but she needed something more. She groaned in helplessness. Albert groaned with her and bent towards her taking her right nipple in his mouth and biting on it so hard that his chipped tooth dug in and drew blood. She gasped and arched her back. Almost. Yes..almost. He roared as he pulled back, burying his cock deep in her as he eyed her clit, feeling his seed thundering up his cock to coat her welcoming bare cunt. The thought of it made him crazy and he glared at the little shiny bud and then at her nipples which had a bead of blood on it. Her grabbed her nipple and smashed it, the blood coating his thumb and forefinger. Milk. It can be milk someday, he thought crazily and his lightly blood coated finger swung and hit her clit. "You naughty cunt! You naughty skank!" He shouted as Annette wailed out her euphoria of her orgasm finally swamping her. "Spank my naughty cunt! Spank it! Spunk it! Punish it." She screamed as crazed as Albert, her body locked and sucking at his cock as if trying to drain every drop of it. Breathing heavily, Albert moved back, his now softening cock slipping out of her and sat heavily down. Fred laughed delighted. "Oh you will do. You will certainly do Annette, our slut." He said as a blob of come slid from her cunt to the leather. The Old Men's Slut 02 Thank you for all the amazing feedback and emails that I have gotten. I was and still am overwhelmed by your response. I did not expect almost 20,000 views in just 2 days and I apologize for taking so long with this chapter. I didn't want to finish it just for the heck of it and so I put it on the back-burner for sometime. Even though a little late, I hope I don't disappoint you with this new chapter. Please enjoy and let me know what you think. All of your comments mean the world to me. Really :) Once again. Thank you so much and have fun ;) ***** Annette turned her head away from the still leaning Fred and stared sightlessly at the wall. Her body quivered, reminding her of its betrayal. Self disgust rose in her and almost choked her with the need to weep. She bit her lip as Fred began kissing her neck and started pressing and rubbing his right palm on her cunt as if to press out all the cum that her cunt had taken in. Some more cum slithered out of her and she thanked her stars for being on the pill. He tapped 2 fingers lightly on her clit and she jerked, turning her head to stare into his eyes. She noticed that Fred had one lazy eye. How had she not noticed that before? His pockmarked face stretched into a mocking grin. She watched in disgust as he licked his lips and his gaze drop to her mouth. Not wanting him to kiss her, she turned her head, her attention caught by Albert who had removed his shirt and now looked strikingly like a grumpy Grimer from Pokémon. She felt a giggle coming on and bit her lip again making Fred think that she was trying to tamp down on her cries of lust. He pulled her up, startling her and ordered her to bend over. Annette resentfully bent over and placed her hands on the arms of the chair. Fred hobbled behind her and pushed his dick between her legs. He see-sawed it between them, making sure to rub the head on her clit. Annette closed her eyes and swallowed a moan. She will not lose control again, she will not! She decided and hung her head. A small puddle of cum on the seat below made her jerk it up and stare straight ahead. His cock was making her clit tingle again and her nipples were tight once more. Fred leaned over her and his bare sweaty belly lay on her back. When had he undressed? She wondered feeling nausea build thinking about his cold sweaty body on her. He slid her scrunchy from her hair and ran both his hands in them. He parted her hair and gripped them like handles on a bike. Annette cried out as he pulled her head back hard. Fred laughed. "I'm going to ride you bitch. Would you like that? Would you? Do you want this dirty old man to fuck you till you can't walk?" He let go of her hair as suddenly as he had gripped it and grabbed her hands, pulling them back and holding them tightly in one hand. The bastard was strong for his age. With his other hand, he began pressing Annette down. She struggled against him but he drove his cock hard into her cunt and she lost the battle to gravity. Her shoulder and face buried into the seat, the puddle of cum rubbing in her right cheek. She cried out, this time in disgust. Just how sick were these brothers? She thought in distress as Fred started fucking her slowly. "God! She is tight. Didn't your boyfriend stretch your twat enough, cunt? Did he have a teeny tiny weeny?" He laughed, thinking he was amazingly witty and funny. His hands bit into her wrist as his speed increased and his laughter turned into a grimace of concentration. His balls swung with his trust, hitting her clit. A moan escaped her and she closed her eyes. No. No. It cannot be happening again! She thought, panicked and somehow wanting to stop her body from cumming for the perverted brothers again. He let go of her hands, his hands caressing her jiggling ass. "Do you want to cum again, whore? Do you want to cum like the nasty cumslut you are?" Fred asked enjoying her distress. He wanted her to lose control and cum for him. He loved seeing her in distress, questioning herself, wondering how she could come for the disgusting old men. Her eyes spoke volume and he wondered if she knew that. Cumslut? Annette wondered upset. Was she really? Determined to not cum this time, she moved her hand between their bodies. She caught his swinging balls and Fred felt his breath freeze as she pulled and tightly squeezed them. She shrieked as he dug his finger in her hips and jack hammered into her. He slapped her ass hard as he gritted out sounding demented. "Want my cum slut? You want my cum in your cunt? You want to caress my hairy balls? You want to squeeze it?" Annette was almost on her toes, he was thrusting so hard into her. "OH FUCK you BITCH! You bitch! You are making me CUM so hard!" He screamed as his cock spit his seed again and again into her young pussy. He staggered back, almost falling as his weakened legs gave out from under him. Sitting on the coffee table he looked pleased at her cum filled hole in front of him. He reached out and cupped her pussy. "I stuffed you up so good didn't I, slut?" He asked as Annette straightened up, still staring ahead. Some of the cum dribbled out of her and into his cupped hand. "Lick it clean," Fred demanded. "And then you can go." Annette warred with her disgust and with her desire to leave. She got down to her haunches and wrinkling her nose, licked the cum clean. Fred patted her head. "Such a good slut." She turned, not looking at him and asked blankly if she could go now. Albert waved the girl away. "Yes, yes, you can. Our driver will drive you home, help you pack your bags and come back here." He noticed her startled look. "You will stay here till you pay back the debt remember?" Annette's shoulders hunched. She had just licked the cum for nothing. Quickly she picked up the clothes and pulled them on, not wanting their lecherous gazes on her at least for now. She was ridiculously proud of herself for not cumming this time though her body didn't share that sentiment; her clit tingled with every step she took. The driver was a lean old man in his 50's. He was maybe an inch or two taller than her with thick salt and pepper hair. He introduced himself as Tim. He had a bit of a paunch but it almost looked nothing when compared to the hanging beer bellies of the old Stone brothers. His eyes roamed her body lustfully as he drove to her place. Annette almost jumped out of the car as it came to a halt wanting to get away from his creepy eyes. She headed towards her bedroom, turning on the laptop to do some research on the contract and debts. She wiped her cum crusted face with some wet wipes and dragged her suitcase out. She grabbed pants from the closet, throwing them in unceremoniously. "What the hell are you doing?" The driver asked her from the door, holding a bottle of beer. Annette almost jumped a foot. Clutching her racing heart, she saw him stride forward towards her suitcase and clutch the pants in his hand looking at them in disgust. Sure! Stride right in! Consider this your own house, Annette thought snidely but didn't say it out loud. She just frowned and tried to grab her pants from his hands. He drew his hands away and threw them on the floor. "Mr. Stone asked me to assist you in packing." "I don't need your help, thanks. I can manage it." She spat at him. He let his eyes rove over the pants. "I don't think so. Not slutty enough." Annette's mouth fell open. "What?" She should have expected this. Why was she even surprised? Tim was wondering the same thing. He walked towards the closet and started removing mini skirts and what looked like tight or short tops. He froze as he came forth some tube tops and glanced at her with a smirk. His smirk grew as she looked back at him indignantly. "Oh stop acting like a prude. Everyone in the house and out heard you screaming at the old men to fuck you and spunk you. Did they satisfy you or is your cunt still itching?" He chuckled at the look on her face. Annette glanced at him nervously as his chuckle abruptly cut off. With dawning horror, she remembered the second dildo that she kept in the underwear drawer. "Well, well, well." He said, turning around holding the 6 inch vibrator. He sniffed it and grinned at her look of disgust. "When was the last time you used it slut? I think I can smell you on it." He walked towards her. Annette forced herself not to step back. She glared at him and tried to grab it. "Give that back to me." She demanded. "Why? Are you horny? You want to fuck this in your naughty, naughty cunt?" He mocked her. She had screamed that as she had cum over Albert's dick. She felt her face burn but stood her ground as he switched on the vibrator and brought it near her mouth. She turned her head away. Why in the world were the batteries still working? She had stashed this one away when she'd bought the rabbit. Taking advantage of her lack of attention, he clicked the vibrator on full power and pushed it between Annette's legs. She gasped and tried to step back but he put his right arm around her and held her tight. She felt her clit tingle, the orgasm that had started building up with Fred, rearing its head again. He pushed it snugly against her lips, rubbing it against her hard clit again and again. Annette struggled and grimaced as the pleasure built and broke. She cried out much to Tim's delight, her hips jerking and undulating against the vibrator. Tim pushed her on the bed and pulled her legs wide apart to see the damp patch that had soaked her cum. With her skirt bunched above her ass and her struggling to breathe, she was an intoxicating picture. "You hot cunt. It didn't even take you 2 minutes to cum on this toy. Couldn't the old men satisfy the burning desire in your twat? Do you need more spunk to put out the fire?" He tapped the vibrator on her clit and her back arched. "Noooo." She moaned, gripping his arms tight. "I don't want this." "Lying fuckslut." He spat, tapping the vibe harder on her clit. She felt herself tighten again. "Oh fuck!" she wailed as she came again. Tim stared hypnotically at her panties as it soaked more. He bent his head and licked it, the smell and the taste making his dick harder than ever. He nibbled her plump lips lightly and then again pulling the gusset away as Annette writhed on the bed, distressed but maddeningly aroused. "No. No. No! I don't want this. Get off me, you perverted creep!" She kicked his shoulder in a bid to make him stop. Tim barely moved. He grabbed her legs and glared at her. "Stop pretending you don't want this, you bitch." He growled and tore her panty easily like it was paper. She looked at him shocked. He cupped her and pushed two fingers in, slowly wriggling them around. "No! Stop!" She screamed at him. He did and pulled the fingers out, glaring at her. "You are still pretending to be better than me, you slut. Now you will beg me to fuck you." Annette gave him the "You are delusional" look. Tim just grinned and slammed the vibrator hard in her cunt. She screamed as he pressed down on her smooth belly and hammered the vibrator in and out of her. A sob of intense pleasure escaped her, shaming her. She clutched her comforter, turned her eyes away and looked out of her wide window. A cry of alarm tore through her throat. The creepy old 47 year old man who had recently moved next door stood at his window, his pale sweat beaded body on full display as he watched her debasement with hooded eyes. He rubbed his tight beer belly that looked almost 10 months pregnant and jacked his cock, licking his lips and muttering something. She had caught him staring at her and her bed many a time from his window and so she'd always been careful to close the curtain on her wide and low window, when she was in the room. She had rather enjoyed her window seat but she's had to give it up because of the creep next door. He looked into her eyes now as her body locked in an intense orgasm, her mouth open in a silent scream. His face twisted as he shouted something and exploded over the window, coating it in his thick hot milky cum. She glanced up at Tim who had noticed the uninvited voyeur. He grinned at the neighbor and looked down at her. "Are you ready to beg? Or do you want to show your neighbor just how slutty you are?" He asked slowing down the thrusting marginally. "Please...please..fuck me." Annette slowly said. "Where?" "My pussy." She said shamefaced. "Uh-uh. Slut's don't call it pussy but their cunt. Say it again." He ordered. "Please. Fuck my cunt." She whispered. Tim grinned. "Good girl." He approved, rubbing her right tit and pressing it tightly. He turned her head to the left and bent over her, kissing her neck and biting her lobe. She was staring straight at the creepy neighbor again so she closed her eyes. "Please pull the curtains now. I did what you wanted." He got off and drew the curtain close. She sighed with relief. What she didn't see was Tim wink at the neighbor and mouth to wait for 2 minutes. He walked towards her closet and grabbed three scarfs. Climbing back, he pulled her arms above her head and pulled her top and bra off, then quickly tied them to the intricately designed metal headboard, ignoring her protests. He studied her for a moment before getting off the bed and undressing. Annette watched him nervously. He was very hairy, his nipples barely peeping out. She glanced down. The veins on his cock stood out and it looked very long but thankfully not as thick as the stone brothers. Her nervousness turned to confusion as he tied the darkest scarf over her eyes. "Hey! What the hell are you doing?" She asked him, tugging at the bonds. Maybe being unable to see him was a good thing. "Do you want to see me skank? As I fuck you? "He said pleasantly, gingerly opening the curtain and motioning at the neighbor to record. She didn't answer. He crossed to her and straddled her belly, squeezing her tits tightly. He molested her tits for quite some time, pressing, squeezing and shaking them before bending and sucking it hard for a minute. Annette moaned and pressed her legs tightly as the pleasure went straight to her pussy. "You like that skut?" He bent and sucked her other nipple. He watched pleased as Annette writhed on the bed, her back arching. He rubbed his cock, his eyes alight with lust as he climbed higher and pressed his cock on her lips. Annette opened her mouth and took the head in her mouth, rolling her tongue over it. "Oh yeah...suck it baby..suck it like the whore you are." The degrading term made her wetter even though a part of her felt ashamed. He reached behind him and rubbed her cunt with his hand. She opened her legs wider and sucked him harder in her mouth, flicking her tongue in the slit. A spurt of precum was her reward with his loud hiss. "Oh fuck..this is the best head I have gotten from a whore." He moaned. "You love cocks don't you bitch? You are nothing but a bitch in heat. A slut wanting to be fucked and fucked." His hands rubbed her slit faster. She grunted around his cock and gasped as he gripped her head and fucked her hard and fast, groaning in pleasure. She gagged as he held deep inside her mouth, her nose buried in his pubic hair. He fucked her mouth deeply for some moments before backing out and looking at her chest, which was wet with a mixture of her saliva and his precum. He wiped her wetness on her nipple and rubbed his cock all over her for a minute, making her chest even wetter and then squeezed her plump tits around his dick. "Oh yeah..." He sighed blissfully and titty fucked her, his hands getting tighter and tighter, making Annette grimace. Tim stuffed 2 pillows under her head so that his cock hit her mouth as it fucked her tits. Annette opened her mouth and sucked the head whenever that happened. He gripped her nipples, pulling them upward. He groaned, his speed picking up. "Shit. I'm going to spunk on your tits. Beg me to spunk on your face and tits. Beg me. Say my name. Tim." "Spunk on my tits and mouth please, Tim. Use me like your whore." She winced as his pinching grip on her nipples tightened. "Tell me slut. Why is there a mirror in the front of your bed? Do you like to see yourself while fucking your vibrator? Do you like seeing your tight little pussy squirt as you touch yourself and play with your tits?" He growled. "Yes. Yes." She moaned and gasped as he spurt his hot spunk on her face and her tits. He made a low keening sound as jet after jet of his cum coated her. Breathing hard, he sat beside her and saw the neighbor holding a camera. He smiled approvingly and gathered some cum on his finger and rubbed it on her lips. She licked it without a thought. "Little whore." He growled at her, pulling her hair back and kissing her. He caressed and mauled her body, his cock stirring back to life. He gave 5, open palmed slaps on her cunt and watched her shriek. "Beg me to fuck you." "Please..please fuck me!" She sobbed as he vibrated his palm on her pussy so hard that her wetness flew everywhere. "Please fuck me!" She screamed. Tim laughed and untied her hands. He pulled her off the bed and winked at the neighbor who looked like he had cum again on his window. Holding her in front of it, he started playing with her tits. Annette arched, her head digging into his shoulder and her ass rubbing into his dick. He lowered his right hand and pulled her leg up, draping it on his arm. With the other hand he speared open her cunt. The neighbor licked his lips, his eyes slit in pleasure. Annette moaned and her hips humped the air. She grabbed her tits and started twisting her nipples, catching Tim and her neighbor by surprise. "You little hot slut!" Tim groaned and stabbed his dick into her steaming box. They both shouted at the amazing feeling. Annette's head rolled on his shoulder with every short but hard thrust that he gave. "I need you to fuck me hard and fast." She told him. He grabbed her hair and pushed her forward till her knees bumped the window seat. Knowing what he wanted, she bent and placed her arms on the seat, rolling her hips. Tim grunted and grabbed her hair. "Widen your hands. Let me see your tits bounce and sway like a whore's." Annette gritted her teeth as his speed increased. "Oh fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes!" She chanted as her toes curled in the carpet and her face twisted in intense pleasure. He felt her shudders and pulsing, and just as she came, he grabbed her straight and placed her right leg on the seat. He tilted her hips with a hand on her ass, pulling out of her and letting her cum squirt on the window's glass. Holding her torso tight with his arms, he held her spasming body as her cum splashed over the window, drenching the seat. He slipped back in her and she sighed. The neighbor's chest heaved as he jacked himself faster, his face an alarming shade of puce. He was delighted. Absolutely delighted with what this video could get him. He could just imagine the blackmail... Tim made Annette kneel on the window and got behind her, the seat wide enough to hold them. And now for the big reveal. She was whimpering again, her pussy sensitive after her squirting orgasm. She gasped and humped back on his cock. Was the slut going to cum again? He wondered, shocked and a little jealous that the old Stone brother's had fooled her and not him. He gave a hard thrust that scooted her forward and she placed her hands on the glass, the pleasure fogging her mind so much that she didn't notice the curtain were not pulled on the window as he had promised. He fucked her with hard thrusts to give the neighbor a show, making her breasts bounce and jiggle. Her body plastered on the window as he pressed into her tightly. She cried out as her nipples pressed on the cold glass window. "Oh fuck...going to cum again..you bastard. Fuck me harder. Fuck me raw!" The Old Men's Slut 02 Excited beyond belief, Tim grabbed her scarf and pulled it off as he felt her tightening on his dick again. "You sick lying bastard!" She screamed as he pressed her head tightly to the glass and stabbed into her again and again. She wailed as she came again and Tim roared with her as his spunk finally coated her welcoming tight womb. Looking forward Tim noticed a new layer of cum on the neighbor's window. Laughing he pulled away and sat on the seat. "Man, the old men are not going to happy with you when they know what you did." He said with a chuckle. Annette sat on the seat dejected and felt a shiver of dread go up her spine as she noticed the camera with the neighbor. Oh shit, now what had she landed herself into?