1 comments/ 38336 views/ 9 favorites School Girl Rayne By: Sean Renaud Anne had never been a huge fan of the rain. Born and raised in Southern California she only saw a few storms a year and those were usually an annoyance filled with traffic delays, flooded streets and being stuck inside until the rain decided that it was done ruining life. This one however was quite a bit worse than usual since it had apparently come out of no where. When Anne had left for school there were a few puffy white clouds lazily floating around the sky. The nineteen year old didn't normally make a habit of checking the news before heading off to class or much at all. That was what Twitter and Facebook were for; anything worth knowing would get mentioned by someone. Today that was a decision was regretting. It wasn't just the rain that was upsetting today. It was being trapped outside in it, in her school uniform. Slipping around in the modest heels with absolutely no grip was frustrating enough to keep her from focusing too much on the fact that her white blouse was completely soaked through. Her bra wasn't designed with modesty in mind so not only was her top transparent but the cold had her nipples hard and standing out like spotlights. The black pleated skirt was again not designed with the idea of being wet while worn. That combined with sheer underwear gave a near perfect outline of everything a proper girl kept private and no amount of pulling and twisting seemed to be eliminating that. It seemed most things made it cling even more closely and it was ultimately a waste of time since nobody was outside to see her. Equally distressing though was the fact that she'd forgotten her house key. It was probably in the house on her dresser or possibly in a pants pocket. Where ever it was Anna would worry about it once she was dry and warm. Until then she was just pissed she didn't have it on her and could only hope that a neighbor was home. "Well I have to start somewhere." She grumbled to herself looking around at the three other apartments that made up her complex and deciding to start with Mrs. Harper. He was an old widower and most likely she'd have her comfortable in slippers and a robe sipping hot chocolate in minutes. Normally Anna wasn't much for being fawned over but the other two options were worse. Right then hot chocolate sounded really good anyway. It was disappointing when pounding on the door and jamming the doorbell didn't get her a human response. Kacy was in the window staring out at the drenched girl and Rex was barking excitedly at the door but neither the cat nor the dog could let her in. That left her with either the three college boys up stairs or Old Man Alfred. She'd seen the way all of the men looked at her before and she'd be lying if she claimed she wasn't equal parts elated and disgusted. Anna loved it when she caught the boys magically on the walkway when she was on her way to the pool and how they'd equally mysteriously show up fifteen or so minutes later. Not once had they already been in the pool before her or stayed after she left. It was apparently a coincidence they all had to leave right as she started drying off and could always find away to stall long enough for her to be walking in front of them. Anna was guilty of dropping her keys more than once on those days and once when she knew her mother wasn't home her top somehow had slipped off to her absolute horror while she stood in the doorway. She was so distraught she didn't even cover up when she spun around to make sure that nobody had seen her. Once she saw the guys she shrieked in embarrassment and fumbled her keys in one hand, top in the other for almost a full thirty seconds before vanishing inside. There were three of them however and while she didn't really think they'd do anything against her will she didn't trust any of the four of them, herself included, in the situation. Alfred on the other hand at least made an effort at being subtle. He watched her from behind cracked shades and sat out on his lawn with a newspaper most summer afternoons. There were much better places in the complex to sit, but none to get a glimpse of the bikini clad college girl on her way to and fro the pool. Anna didn't believe in sixth senses or anything but she swore she could feel it when he was staring at her. It didn't prompt her to close the blinds when she went to take her showers. She made bit of a point making sure that she was facing the window when she masturbated. Even though he was a creepy old man the way his eyes caressed her flesh was exhilarating. He was probably too old to even get it up and certainly too old to do anything without her complete consent. That was enough to make the decision easy. The old man would stare at her but she was more than used to having that happen. Anna felt a slight shiver travel the length of her spine and knew he was at the window. She couldn't see him; she could just feel his eyes on her breasts. Her suspicion was confirmed when she only had time to knock twice before the door was opened revealing Alfred. He was wearing a maroon robe and a pair of slippers and based on his hair he'd just gotten up. "Hi." Anna squeaked at the old man. The door had just opened and she didn't think he'd even looked her in the eye yet. "I forgot my key and it's raining. Can I come in and wait for my mom to get home?" Alfred's eyes were still traveling up along her skirt and her belly when she spoke. "I'm sorry honey but I can't. I've lived a long time and seen to many men like me get taken advantage of by hoodlums." He was just passing her belly and pausing over her breasts. He wouldn't have had a better view if she was actually topless. "It's just me." Anna complained stomping her foot and then motioning behind her. As soon as she turned his gaze moved to her butt and she grinned slightly. He was just teasing her. "Look its cold and I'm soaked to the bone. Can we skip the part where you play dumb and I play coy and you just tell me what you want?" Alfred did his best to look shocked and insulted but instead had a weird sort of wide eyed half smile. "Well you're clothing is soaking wet and I can't have you tracking it all in the house." Anna's eyes hooded over slightly. "Is that all?" Alfred nodded slowly. Anna took one last glance around to make sure that the complex was still empty and then quickly kicked of her shoes. She wasn't putting on a show so she undid her blouse and squirmed out of her socks in a single motion. She had to wriggle to get the wet skirt to come off. "Okay. Clothes are off." Alfred didn't move from the doorway when Anna stepped forward though. "Really?" She sighed realizing the problem instantly. "Fine." She took her bra and panties off then picked up all of her clothing and with a huff pushed it against his chest moving him out of the way at the same time. "Well aren't you a lovely young lady. So polite too." Alfred grinned and shut the door behind her. "I'm gonna go throw these in the dryer real quick. You can wait here." Alfred said turning to walk away. "Hey! You can't just leave me still cold and wet in your living room!" Anna squealed making a point of covering herself up as best she could with just her hands and a twist of the hip. Judging by the gleam in his eyes and the way she could feel them on her thigh he actually preferred her attempt at modesty. There wasn't much she could do about that though. "I only said I'd let you in. I didn't promise you anything else. If you want your clothes back though you're free to go back out in the rain." Alfred said. Anna narrowed her eyes slightly. For a second she'd really believed that it was going to be that simple. "Fine what else do you want from me? You've already got me naked in your house you old perv." She saw his robes twitching slightly just beneath his waist. Apparently she'd been wrong about him being too old to get a proper reaction from. "Well you look like your freezing. Look at you shaking like a leaf. We should probably get you in the shower and warm you up." Alfred said. "Let me guess and you want to watch?" Anna sardonically replied following him into the apartment. "No. I want to personally make sure you're cleaned properly before I have you sitting on anything." Alfred replied. "Do you want your clothes back now?" "No. Stop fucking asking. Just show me to the bathroom." Anna was trying to sound like she was angry with the old man but the words came out more as a purr than anything remotely angry. He must have had eyes in the back of his fucking head though since she could still feel them from her painted toes to her pursed lips. It was a little awkward trying to stay covered up as she walked through the apartment and it wasn't until she got to the bathroom that she realized just how stupid trying to cover up from a man who was about to give you a shower actually was. Anna honestly couldn't remember the last time anybody had been in the bathroom with her. Certainly not the last time that it had been a man with her in the bathroom. She was determined not let herself look embarrassed or aroused or scared or anything. The old man had her between a rock and a hard place but she'd be damned before she gave him any satisfaction. He hadn't even touched her when she failed that particular test of her will power. A pleasant moan escaped her lips the exact second the slightly too hot water struck her chest and cascaded down her body. A hot shower after being out in the cold rain was really the best. For a second she completely forgot he was even in the room as she turned around to let the water run down her back and over her ass. "See isn't that better?" Alfred stepped into the shower as he spoke. Curiosity was either a better or simply better motivator than spite because Anna immediately glanced down at Alfred's crotch over her shoulder. It was only for a moment before she quickly turned her head forward determined to hold perfectly still. She wasn't really sure what she'd expected and old man's parts to look like but she'd known it would be different. This was maybe a little on the thick side but otherwise it looked just like every other man he'd had seen in the buff. "Oh just do what you need to do." It was another failure to sound truly upset at her predicament. Holding still was much harder than she'd been expecting. He had strong hands and when he started washing her shoulders she had to hold her breath for a moment to keep silent. It only got worse from there as he worked his way down her back. She hadn't even known she had a hot spot just behind her elbow that made her tingle. She knew without turning that he was smiling when she tensed up at that. That smile became a light laugh when he repeated it on her other arm. She refused to give him the satisfaction of a response though. Anna was thankful to be facing away from him when he moved down her buttocks and thighs since she could bite down on her lips to silence herself without him noticing. She couldn't stop her back from arching though when he lingered on the back of her knees. It was only for a moment and he pretended not to notice as she returned to her rigid stance but she knew he'd seen her. "Okay turn around." Anna glowered at the wall. She knew that there was no way she was going to be able to keep herself from reacting to his touch. If he'd been able to get those reactions from her knees and elbows she was going to lose it when it got to her breasts. She didn't even make an effort to steel herself as she turned around and he started washing her again. "Go on you pervert. You know want to touch my breasts so go on." Anna knew she couldn't make eye contact with him without him seeing right through her so she angrily turned her head away from him staring at of all things his toilet. Just as she'd expected when the washcloth passed over her nipples she gasped and pushed herself towards his hands. "It's not you old man. They're just sensitive." She grumbled. He didn't say anything in response, he just continued on down over her belly. He surprised her by being incredibly brief over her vagina but he was back between her thighs again and this time she had to clutch his shoulders to keep her balance. She didn't care at the moment if he knew it felt good, there wasn't anyway of denying it anyway. When he stopped she had remember that she was playing the bitch and not say anything. Alfred let her rinse down and dry off in silence stepping out after having done the same. "Okay so now we're all done right?" Anna asked softly. She'd stopped caring that she was nude though a towel would have been nice. It would have been a little better if he'd kept the towel and she didn't have to see him bobbing up and down with each step he took. "I've done everything you asked, taken a shower so know I can get some clothes on and wait for my mother?" "If you want to take your clothes and go you're welcome. If you want to wait for your mother then I want a blow job." Alfred said plainly walking back into his living room. Anna couldn't stop herself from grinning slightly. "Oh now you want a blow job. And after that I can stay until my mother gets home?" Alfred nodded. "Fine. When you die of a heart attack I'm not gonna feel bad." Anna sauntered forward as she spoke. "Oh I invite you to try my dear." Alfred said plopping down on his couch and stretching out. The old man was going to regret that. Anna knelt on the couch beside him grabbing his semi-flaccid cock in one hand and wrapped her lips around the head gently sucking and stroking. Knowing how much men loved her ass she arched her back so it was high in the air shaking it slightly. She'd noticed his girth earlier but it wasn't until she felt it return to its full size in her mouth that she realized just how big. It still wasn't the largest she'd had but she'd convinced herself that old man dick would be small and shriveled and the organ bumping against the back of her throat was anything but. Alfred let her head loll back onto the couch a wide happy smile on his face. The young girl needed some work on her technique but she didn't lack enthusiasm. Anna was noisily slurping as her head bounced up and down over his cock working in tandem with her hands. "I hope you don't mind." Alfred said roughly grasping her ass. He couldn't see her eyes widen. He did hear and feel the groan that flowed out of her throat and onto his cock. That seemed close enough to consent for him continue just gripping at her buttocks, pulling her a bit this way and that. It had never occurred to Anna that she was somehow compliant to men or worse submissive. She'd always known that she was the one who held the real power but as this old man positioned her like she was a toy and did so by grabbing her by the ass and wrenching her into position she had to question that. She couldn't deny that his rough handling of her was getting her moist. She tried to close her legs a bit but he quickly corrected that and she didn't even think to try that again. One thing Anna had never allowed any man to do was anal. They all wanted to do it and she'd refused every one of them telling them that she wasn't that kind of girl. Alfred couldn't see her eyes go wide when his fingers finally slipped between her parted cheeks. She went completely stiff at his touch. "If you want me to stop just say so." In her mind Anna screamed no which was enough to satisfy her. There was a light nagging in the back of her mind that told her going back to sucking his dick, this time lightly cradling his balls wasn't anywhere close to withdrawing consent. That voice was silenced when Alfred continued running his finger right around the edge of her anus. Anna didn't mean to push her hips towards his fingers. She wanted to believe that they'd simply grown a mind of their own or her own curiosity was pushing her. That nagging voice in the back of her mind was screaming something about submitting to a man but Anna simply slurped a bit louder to drown it out. This was the part of a blowjob that Anna enjoyed the most. The part where the man was starting to jerk his hips and he couldn't possible refuse her anything. Right now he'd promise her the moon if she threatened to stop and that power excited her. She considered it for just a second and she must have slowed down. Alfred responded with a hard smack that warmed her ass and put the thought from her mind at the same time. Instead her focus was on making sure she pleased him. The nag in the back of her mind was silent as she started stroking as fast as she could manage. Anna continued to suck and slurp until finally Alfred lifted his hips filling her mouth with his warm cream. No matter what lies she might have told a lot of boys she didn't like the taste of cum or swallowing it and Alfred hadn't told her to so she simply let it dribble back out off her mouth. Each spurt coated Alfred's cock and Anna's hand with a more saliva and semen. "There. I stripped, showered and gave you a blow job. Now can I wait here in peace until my mom gets home?" Anna was clenching her thighs together not sure if she wanted him to notice the wetness spreading halfway down her thighs or not. "That was our deal. You can wait here in your clothes until your mom gets home. They should be dry and warm in about five minutes. I can get you a robe." Alfred offered getting to his feet. "I need to wash up anyway." "I'll be fine thank you." Anna replied curling up comfortably on the couch. "Can you bring me a glass of water when you come back?" Anna could hear the shower turn back on. It was difficult to fight the urge to run and climb back in with him but she was back in control of this situation and she'd be damned if she gave it back. He was only in for a minute anyway. A loud buzz announced that her clothes were dry just after that and he came back in a grey sweat suit with her cloths in one hand and a glass of water in the other. "Here." Anna took a moment and then took her glass of water. "Your clothes?" "Just set them down." She barked. "I wouldn't want to accidently get them wet and have you take them away before my mother gets home. Who knows what embarrassing things you'd make do if that happened. You don't mind if I wait here naked do you?" "Nope." Alfred put his hands in the air and then sat down next to her. School Girl Rayne Ch. 02 A week doesn't sound like a long time to most people. Nobody would describe a week as an eternity but that's exactly what it felt like for Anna. That's how long it had been since Anna's last orgasm and it seemed like each of the seven days had stretched on to impossible unbearable lengths. It was doubly frustrating because of the cause. How could that old pervert make her feel like this? It wasn't like he'd really done much. Sure he'd made her strip outside in the rain where anybody could have just walked up and seen her. Then he'd showered with her. He wasn't even particularly sexual about it, if anything he touched her as little as possible while still cleaning her. He'd practically glossed over her breasts without pausing to enjoy them. When he'd finished with that he'd forced, coerced was probably more accurate, her into giving him a blow job. After that he was just done with her. For the next two and a half hours she lay not six inches away from him completely nude and doing everything she could short of asking him to get his attention. She couldn't ask him of course. The moment she asked him to touch her she stopped being a victim and started being a willing participant and she wasn't. Since that night he hadn't so much as glanced at her. Normally he'd watch her come and go, he stare in her window when she showered like the dirty old man that he was. Anna hadn't realized that she'd come to crave that man's eyes on her skin and without it prancing around her bedroom nude wasn't half as fun and her satisfaction was fleeting at best entirely absent most of the time. Seven days. It felt like it was seven weeks. Maybe longer when she finally gave up. She pulled on a pair of skimpy shorts and the first t-shirt in her closet and walked the few feet between their apartments and knocked on the door. Anna had expected the door to open almost immediately, when it didn't she knocked again. She wasn't sure how long passed before she rang the door bell and finally decided he must have been out and turned to leave when the door did open. "Oh hello Anna. How can I help you?" Anna glared up at the old man. She hadn't noticed before that Alfred wasn't really a little old man. How the fact had escaped her seemed really odd as she watched him looking her up and down. He was certainly old but he wasn't little by any standard. "So I haven't seen you around much." Anna's mouth was suddenly filled with cotton balls. She had absolutely no idea what she was going to say to Alfred. "I didn't think you'd miss me. I'll try to say hi." He took a step back and started to close the door. "Wait!" Anna blurted. "Was it. .was I not good?" "What? Oh hush." Alfred replied with a soft smile. She could feel his eyes were back on her for a moment. "Then what?" Anna asked. "Nothing." Alfred stepped back to close the door again prompting Anna to step forward putting her hand against the door. "You didn't do anything wrong Anna. You just aren't ready yet. If you'll let me go." "I'm ready for whatever you want pervert." Anna looked into Alfred's eyes and immediately considered taking back what she'd just said. Then the same way she'd felt his eyes on her soul and her legs threatened to go to mush beneath her. "Just tell me what it is you want." "I already told you I don't want anything but to get back to my show." She could tell he wasn't being completely honest with her. There was something he wanted. "Can I watch it with you?" Anna asked. "Why would I want to watch TV with you?" Alfred was biting back a bit of a smile. Anna was a bit too frustrated to catch it tugging at the edges of his mouth but it was there. "I'll watch it naked." Anna took a deep breath. Why wasn't this a lot easier? This was the same man who'd been staring at her through her window every chance he got and he she was practically begging him and he was turning her down. "Please. Will you please let me watch it television with you?" "Nude?" "Yes. I'll do it nude." Anna replied. "That wasn't a question." Alfred glanced around to make certain nobody would see her enter his apartment. "Strip." Anna couldn't get out of her clothing fast enough leaving it in heap on the floor. "Does this look like a barn?" Eyes wide Anna leaned over and picked up her clothing. "Good now follow me." "Are we going to take a shower again Alfred?" Anna tried to keep the excitement out of her voice and that was hard enough. She couldn't hide the disappointment when he shook his head and went to sit down on his couch flipping on the television. "Where do you want me to put my clothes?" Alfred took a deep breath letting his eyes travel the length of the young woman. "You set them on the couch stool. Except your panties. Those go in your mouth. I don't want to hear anything from you until my show is over." Anna started to open her mouth. "You're free to take your clothing and leave of course." Whatever fight was in her drained out at those words and she stuffed her plain blue panties in her mouth. "Sit there facing me." Alfred motioned to a spot of the floor where Anna plopped down and glared at Alfred who wasn't even looking at her. She was sitting nude on his floor chewing her panties and he was watching Dexter. Anna inhaled the scents wafting from her underwear. Between her legs she felt herself warming. It wasn't just the humiliating position this old pervert had her in, he was trying to be subtle but he was sneaking glances at her breasts and belly. She had always known when he was watching her and now was no different. Despite knowing he didn't want her getting up off her ass she was posing as much as she could while staying anchored to the spot. He told her to be silent so she would remain silent but he hadn't told her to hold still. Anna had no intention of being ignored while he watched some stupid television show. It was probably half way into the show when Alfred unzipped his pants and pulled his stiff cock out. "Do you want to play with my cock?" Anna nodded her head. "Well come over here Anna, just your hands unless I say you can do more." Anna again nodded her consent. She didn't know what was so exciting about Alfred's cock but just holding it in her hands sent tingles up her leg. Nothing about it seemed particularly extraordinary except that she desperately wanted to do more than commit every vein of it to her memory but that was all he would allow her to do. Anna had run her fingers over every single bit of flesh taking special time to trace around the crown and weigh his sack "You can use your face, but don't spit out those panties." It was humiliating to be forced to behave like an animal but she obeyed him leaning close and nuzzling her face against Alfred's cock. The soft skin against her cheek or brushing against her forehead gave her an unexpected thrill as did the musky smell wafting up from his scrotum. She nuzzled her nose in against them inhaling his masculine aroma. It was then Anna noticed she was slick halfway down her thighs and she was shifting her weight slowly back and forth trying in vain to satisfy the hunger smoldering there. The bastard was still focused on his show so he couldn't see her pleading look in her eyes. She needed this and not just between her fists. Anna knew she'd be satisfied just to feel his cum dripping over her face but she wanted it inside her. She was sitting between his old man's legs and he was putting her through her paces like she was a common slut. She'd never let a man disrespect her like this before. He wasn't even giving her permission to suck his cock and she'd was still gnawing on her panties while he watched television. Anna's cheeks burnt with anger at that fact but she didn't let that stop her from stroking. She was going to get him to cum even if he did ignore her the entire time. "Stop." Anna barely twitched after he told her to stop and she could feel him doing just that in her grasp. His cock was pulsing between her fingers. Somehow she was the one straining to keep control of herself while he seemed to be perfectly calm turning his attention back to 'Dexter' seemingly unconcerned with the woman at his feet. She could feel his heart beating through the flesh throbbing in her hands and felt it gradually slow. "Continue." Alfred kept her like that for the rest of his show, bringing him right up to the edge before he ordered her to stop and then she'd sit there feeling the organ in her hand slow. Normally she was the one in control when she was holding a cock in her hands and yet this one was holding complete sway over her life. Right then her entire world was concentrated around it. She considered disobeying him for an entire heartbeat then put it from her mind and hoped he'd lose control. When the episode ended Alfred cupped her face in his hands and pulled her up with a smile. "Are you ready to suck?" Anna nodded excitedly and Alfred pulled her panties out and tossed them aside. Her lips were wrapped around his cock before he could even let go of her face. The warm slightly salty taste of his flesh in her mouth was euphoric. It was the first time Anna was disappointed when a blow job only lasted less than a minute. When his warm semen washed over her tongue she made certain she kept every drop of in her mouth. Anna's lips remained sealed around his flesh refusing to stop until he started to soften and then she squeezed the last drops into her mouth and sat back. He was smiling at her. She couldn't explain why his approval meant so much to her. He was just some dirty old man who'd tricked her into a blowjob, and she was just for the first time in her life enjoying the thick fluid swishing around in her mouth. "Swallow." Without even the thought of hesitation Anna gulped it down. "Thank you." Anna wasn't really sure why she was thanking a man for allowing her to suck his cock. As absurd as it sounded in her head she knew that was the proper thing to do. "Can I ask you something?" Alfred told her she could. "Will you please fuck me? I haven't been able to cum since you made me suck you off last week." "I didn't make you do anything Anna. Just like now you were free to leave anytime you want." Alfred smiled and let his eyes slowly slide over the young woman in front of him. "Sure it was raining but you could have gone and huddled up in the doorway or gone up stairs or gone down the block and waited at the mini-mart." Anna took a deep breath and suppressed a shudder. She still didn't like how she could literally feel his eyes as they passed over her. Before it had been creepy and thrilling and now it was frustrating and exciting. Right then he was staring at her pussy. She knew he could see the slick from her arousal, it had to be glistening in the light. Anna wondered if he could see how swollen it felt or how her clit was aching. "Okay. You didn't force me to do anything. Will you please, please fuck me now?" "Patience is a virtue and something you need to learn." Alfred replied. "You could have left, you can still leave if you-" "I don't want!" Anna cut him off. "What I want is to fuck! Why won't you fuck me? I know you find me attractive. You've been staring at me since I moved in for fucks sake!" "Don't raise your voice with me little girl. If you'll be patient a little longer-" Alfred reached over and grabbed her panties off the couch, "-open." Anna's eyes lowered but she submissively opened her mouth and let him stuff her panties back in her mouth. "Good girl." She could hardly believe that she was letting him not only talk down to her like she was a child but worse he was treating her like an animal. Anna knew that she should gather what was left of her pride, put on her clothing and leave this old disgusting pervert alone. Then a sudden pulse shot through her clit and she settled in to listen and hopefully he'd fuck her when he was finished with whatever nonsense he wanted to spout. "Now it's important you understand that I'm not doing anything that you don't want. My door is always open. You aren't being raped or coerced or anything else. Everything that's happening is because you want it to happen. If you agree nod." The words hadn't finished leaving his mouth when Anna responded emphatically. "Good. Now you will do everything you are told without question or hesitation. If you ever say no to me I will show you the door. I hope you understand how, dangerous, this is for me. If word were to get out that a sixty three year old was having sexual relationships with a nineteen year old. I'd be run from the neighborhood, I could lose my job or worse." Anna nodded again. Anna tried to hold still as he spoke but he wouldn't stop staring at her. He kept his eyes oozing over her body and it made her squirm. It was difficult for her to bear and the only the panties wadded in her mouth kept her from whimpering loud enough to be heard. She tried to meet his gaze, somehow communicate her need to him but he wasn't interested in her eyes. Her breasts, her stomach and her thighs were eating up his focus. "So if we understand each other and you understand that you are to do what you are told if you still want to fuck me feel free to climb on." Anna's eyes lit up as she scrambled the short distance between them and straddled Alfred. With her wadded panties still in her mouth she had to exhale through her nose when his manhood sank into her. Anna's hands immediately went to his shoulders but remained there for only a moment before she wrapped her arms around his neck instead clutching him close to her body. Alfred reached down and grasped her buttocks prying them apart and slowing her gallop down to what he imagined was an agonizingly slow trot for her. His suspicion was confirmed when she pulled back just enough to stare desperately into his eyes. She tried to over power him but he was surprisingly strong and she could only go as fast as he allowed. Anna squeezed her thighs around his middle hard trying everything she could manage to convey her need. Alfred grinned up at her enjoying the power he held over the young woman. She was completely helpless in his grasp. He knew as he looked into her eyes that even if he released her hips she'd keep the pace he'd set for her. Anna was beginning to tremble and even the gag stuffed in her mouth her muffled moans were perfectly audible. "Go on." Alfred hissed in her ear and slapped her rump. The couch creaked beneath them when Anna's hips slammed into Alfred's. Her head snapped back and for several blissful seconds the only thing she was unaware of anything but her inner muscles clenched down. Anna's hips kept moving for a few more thrusts before she collapsed against Alfred resting her head on his shoulder. "You okay?" Alfred slapped her rear again getting a jump and a nod out of her. "You get what you wanted?" Another exhausted nod. "Good. Now go take a shower, alone, and when you come back you can tell me how you expect to be treated but be warned if I don't like it, I'll send you away." Anna briefly narrowed her eyes then turned and walked to his shower. She was laughing when she stepped under the hot water and felt it pouring over her body. It was suddenly funny that she was taking a shower and he wasn't the one soaping her nipples. He'd only done it once before but it was somehow laughable without him. She wanted to feel him behind her with his cock lightly brushing against her buttocks. Anna wanted him to be the one scrubbing her back and exciting all those spots she didn't even know she had. It should have been his fingers between her thighs brushing gently over her still super sensitive bits and making her shiver. "I wonder what he wants me to say." Anna mused turning so the water washed down her shoulders and back. "If it were some boy I'd just tell him I'll be his slut, his whore, his cock sucking little bitch but if that was all he wanted he could have had that already. Besides I think I made it pretty clear I was willing to do that." Anna leaned her head back letting her hair get wet while she continued to think aloud. "I'm willing to do whatever it takes." She continued her musings for almost half an hour before deciding on her answer. She had no clue if it was going to be remotely good enough but she did know that either it was the right answer or it wasn't but staying in the shower longer wasn't going to provide an answer. Anna's heart felt like it was going to beat its way clean out of her chest when she walked back into the room. Alfred didn't seem to have moved the entire time she'd been gone. His now flaccid cock was still out resting against his thigh. The television was still on as well though Anna had no idea what the show was after the quick glance she gave the screen before sitting down on the couch. "Alfred?" Without taking his eyes off the screen he acknowledged that he was listening. "I don't know what you want from me but I know what I want from you. I want you to treat me however you think I deserve to be treated." "And you understand that I may be harsh with you?" Anna swallowed hard and nodded. "And you will obey without question." She nodded again. "Good. Well first rule Anna, you not show up unannounced. When I want you I will contact you, do I make myself clear?" Anna said that she did. "The second thing you need to know is a woman always cleans her man after she's done fucking him." Anna's eyes widened realizing that was why he hadn't zipped up yet. "Sorry." Anna quickly looked around for a tissue. Seeing a box on the coffee table she started to reach for them when Alfred cleared his throat and what he expected of her was suddenly obvious. She knelt between his legs and reached out for his cock." "You get a pass this time Anna, just don't let it happen again. Rule three is don't apologize. Just fix whatever you did wrong. I don't expect you to be perfect, certainly not right at the start." Alfred smiled and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Right now get dressed and get out. There is an envelope with your clothes. Don't read it until tomorrow." "Yes." Anna blurted wondering what Alfred had in mind for her. School Girl Rayne Ch. 03 Anna had expected some of the rules on the list. She was to do as she was told quickly and without question. She wasn't to contact him; he would contact her when he was ready for her. She wasn't allowed to talk about it to anybody, ever. Everything that was going on was of her own free will and that she was always to lick and suck him clean when he was finished with her. He'd told her all that two knights ago. She could have guessed that he wouldn't allow her to be affectionate with him in public. Anna hadn't expected that he would be inviting his friends over and that they were due the same respect and privileges with her that he was. She didn't know she'd be expected to go with anybody he told her to either. Both of those prospects filled her with both fear and excitement and she wasn't sure which one was greater. The idea of marching over and telling him that this farce of a relationship was over lasted maybe fifteen minutes before she realized she had no intention of saying no to Alfred. Anna had been expecting some rules about a dress code. Even her former boyfriends who'd had much less control over her had 'requested' that she wear only short skirts and tight tops. She barely owned anything that was decent for mixed company anymore. Thanks to her most recent boyfriend she had a complete set of My Little Pony Panties and lots of brightly colored thigh high socks that were admittedly extremely cute. There didn't seem to be any other rules about what she was and wasn't allowed to do and she'd expected something like that but that was all the rules. The second page had been instructions for what she had to do. When Anna saw that she'd been given instructions she immediately knew that it was going to involve her dressing up and coming over to let him do something to her. The instructions were clear that she was to complete the current step before reading the next but a few hundred dollar bills fluttering out forced her to accidently read the first three steps all at the same time spoiling a bit of the surprise. At least it would have but in his old age Alfred hadn't really given instructions that were easily separated. Step one was to retrieve his car keys from a fake rock in front of her house, the second was to take his car-which seemed obvious from step one- and step three was to go to the mall. If she'd made a list of things he might demand of her going to the mall with five hundred dollars wasn't even on the possible list, much less the probable one. Just because he hadn't told her to dress up to go the mall wasn't actually a reason not to. Without knowing what the rest of her activities were going to be Anna wriggled her way into a pair of khakis that forced her to wear a thong or have lines. She chose a plain black tee and a pair of matching heels. She had a pretty good idea for what she was being given money to purchase so she went without a bra simply to speed up the process. Usually when men wanted to buy her clothing they wanted to be there with her so they could see her try them on. Apparently the old man enjoyed being surprised. That was just fine with Anna since she really wasn't quite sure if she could handle him trying to take her in the dressing room just yet. The idea though warmed her entire body. She could see exactly how he'd have her leaned up against the mirror forcing her to watch her own expressions as he took her from behind. He'd leave her panties and pants around her ankles. He'd have to cover her mouth to keep her from crying out and he'd probably take her slow and deep, lifting her up onto the very tips of her toes with each thrust. Anna hoped he was watching right then because the thought of him fucking her in public forced her to peel her khakis off, turning them inside out in her rush. Putting her face down on her pillow and pushed her ass up. Her fingers were immediately thrust between her slick lips. He must have been watching because she it didn't take long for her to drive herself to an orgasm that left her thighs quivering beneath her. Even after her orgasm had finished washing over her she remained like that with her bared haunches facing the window for anybody, including hopefully Alfred, to see. It took almost five minutes before she was able to pull herself together and get her legs to obey enough to get back into her pants and on her way. Alfred didn't drive a car. He drove what Anna would normally have thought was over compensation for coming up a little shy between the legs. He wasn't lacking there, he was actually quite adequate if nothing to run around bragging about. Certainly not the kind of person you'd expect to see with a black pick up truck that actually had stairs come out when you opened the door so you could climb up into it. The mall was only about ten or fifteen minutes away. At least that's how long it would have taken Anna in her mother's car but she was terrified of the beastly vehicle that didn't seem much like it was under her control. It reminded her a little of when she'd gone horseback riding as a girl and found out by getting bucked and breaking her arm that horses don't so much do as you tell them as take it under advisement and then do whatever the hell they want. The truck lurched forward with even the slightest tap on the gas and snapped to a sudden stop with the same gentle touch to the breaks. She didn't trust it on the freeway. If she hadn't been trying so hard not to get jerked around by the vehicle she probably wouldn't have hit each and every one of the thirty seven lights -she was frustrated enough to count- between her and the mall. The moment she was in the parking lot she pulled into the very first spot she could find and stopped to fumble with her instruction. There was nothing confusing at all about what was written down but she couldn't imagine that was what he'd actually meant to write down. It read, "Go to Trianna's and ask them for the full treatment." Trianna's was the day spa and massage parlor. She'd wanted to go since they first opened but even their minimum package was seventy five dollars, more than she had to spare for a quick rub down. She'd heard stories from the women that had been though and if the stories were to be believed Trianna's massages were better than sex. It was difficult to keep from skipping through the mall. The guys in the mall were certainly noticing the bounce in her step, and not just because she'd chosen to go braless. She knew she was giggling lightly and must have been very nearly glowing. When she arrived at Trianna's there was no line, not that she'd ever much of a line to get in. The clerk, a petite Asian woman with flat black hair just smiled and took her to the back explaining that she knew what she had to be there for. It was written all over her face. Anne thought she saw a greenish glimmer in the woman's eyes but it had to have been some kind of trick of the light because it was gone as quickly as she saw it. Either that or she was so excited that she was seeing things, either way the woman's eyes were clearly a fairly common shade of brown. It must have just been excitement since Anne also swore she didn't remember the soothing but very odd music playing until after the woman lead her into the private room. The woman finally introduced herself as Tali. Tali told Anne she should remove her garments and then lay face down on the table and then left. Anne blushed slightly suddenly regretting that she hadn't at least worn a thong beneath her khakis but it was too late to do anything about that and there was no guarantee they would have let her keep them anyway. "It's not any different from gym." Anne thought to herself. She carefully stripped down and got onto the massage table with her face pressed through the donut like hole and staring at the floor. It was starting to become a little concerning for Anne how easily she saw things that might not be there and completely missed things that were in this place. It had started with that impossible glimmer in the woman's eyes, continued with the enchanting music she could already feel coaxing her into that comforting place right on the edge drowsiness. It was like she was hovering just outside her body. Now she was suddenly noticing that the entire floor was a giant mosaic. Art wasn't really something that Anne had much an eye for but if she had to guess it was some kind of South American art. She even recognized a few of the animals depicted in what appeared to be a story but other than there was a boy who was apparently also a jaguar and a girl who was also a spider she couldn't fathom what the story was about at all. It, along with the soft music however was distracting enough that she didn't even hear Tali and a man she'd later went by the name of Richius had entered the room. "Is this your first time?" The tone of Tali's voice suggested she already knew the answer to her question. She didn't sound surprised in the least when Anne said that it was. In fact Anne thought for a moment that her voice sounded oddly melodic. "Good. Then just relax. You'll enjoy this quite a bit. I'll be back to get you in one hour. Richius will take very good care of you." Richius was surprisingly strong. The moment he touched her Anne could feel the raw power behind his hands. He could have done anything with those hands. He could pull her over his knee and spank her like a child or wrap his fingers around her throat and wait until she begged him for mercy. He could pin her to the ground and manhandle her like a rag doll. "Oh God." Anne had no earthly idea which words she was keeping in her head and which she was exclaiming aloud. She sincerely hoped however that she was completely silent other than the low approving moans she knew she was giving. "Why does it excite me that he could abuse me?" Richius was spouting something about tension in her shoulders and Anne could definitely feel something between his thumbs but her focus was on his fingers which seemed to be steadily closing around her throat. His touch was nothing like Alfred's. Alfred was gentle and by comparison almost shy. Richius by contrast was deliciously digging his fingers into her flesh. He left her shoulders and went down each arm paying special attention to her elbows which forced audible squeals from her lips. Anne shuddered as his hands worked down her back. When he reached her waist Anne envisioned him lifting her up and throwing her against the wall where he'd savagely fuck her from behind. His hands kneading into her buttocks raised the idea of him pinning her beneath him and taking her ass. She kick, claw and cry and he wouldn't care. He'd just fuck her until he was satisfied and when he was he'd leave her with his cum oozing out of her raw fucked rectum. She knew as soon as his fingers gripped her thighs that he'd have no problem forcing them apart. The only thing Anne would be able to do would be cry but she wouldn't be able to stop him. Richius fingers around her calves brought sudden fantasies of him ripping her off the table and dragging her into another room. The disturbing part was as much as she wanted to deny it the idea of him just taking her was thrilling. Anne couldn't deny the fact that she was getting wet each time a new way he could violate her came to mind. She didn't want to be excited by that, her entire life she'd always been the one in control. Boys came to her; they did what she said, when she said it, because she said it. Alfred was the first man to tell her anything and now she was having fantasies about this complete stranger forcing himself on her. "Is everything okay miss?" Richius was currently working the soles of her feet. Anne didn't quite trust her voice but she couldn't nod with her face trapped in the donut hole so she forced an affirming grunt out. He worked each toe individually before moving back up her legs. "This will hurt but only for a second." He warned. He played both hands at the base of her spine and pushed down. He wasn't lying about it hurting. Anne felt her vertebrae popping one after the other in a painful jolt by the time she could cry out the pain was gone and replaced with a bliss that felt like her body was melting. "Oh my." Anne whispered. She was hardly aware of anything for a while after that. Anne had no idea how much time had passed when she was jolted back from her blissful nirvana and back into reality by his hands groping her ass. "What are you doing?" She whispered still far too relaxed to do more than slightly turn her head. He was pulling her cheeks apart and running his thumbs along her crack occasionally pausing at her asshole. "I am getting your ready miss." Richius replied so casually that Anne almost forgot to ask what she was being prepped for. "You're joking right? Don't you know what the Full Treatment is for?" She responded that she didn't and Richius laughed softly. "The Full Treatment is for women and occasionally men, who desire to please their lovers anally." "What?" Anne started pushing herself up from the table only to have Richius gently push her back down. "Let me go." She protested but she wasn't trying to resist him in the least. "Relax miss and just listen for a moment. If you want to leave I'm not going to stop you but you will not receive a refund and I imagine whoever sent you here will be very disappointed." Anne's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't thought much about Alfred since getting to the mall but he had sent her here. He must have known what this place really was and he hadn't sent her with hundreds of dollars by accident. "Go on." At least now she had a clue what he planned to do with her next. That dirty old man was still a man it seemed and like the boys she'd known he wanted her ass. Unlike nearly every boy who'd ever asked her for that the pervert was going to get it. It was suddenly insulting that he'd given her money and sent her to the mall. She wasn't sure if he was treating her like a whore, a prostitute or just a common pet but whatever it was it was galling. It didn't make sense how after just one chance meeting in the rain that she was letting him treat her this way. "Why am I letting him do this?" Anne thought silently. Those thoughts were pushed aside when Richius went back to work forcing a thumb up her ass. Anne back instantly arched and her eyes shot open. Despite Richius telling her to relax she was doing no such thing. It didn't hurt; it was far from the first time someone had played with her before. She could barely remember the last time someone had been so bold with her. Almost immediately she found herself backing up against his hand trying to drive him a little deeper into her each time. "Okay, I think it's time we moved onto the next step miss." Richius said pushing her back down onto the table and removing his thumb. With her face back in the hole Anne could only hear what he was doing. Something slid open and he was rustling around in it for a few moments. This next part usually works better if you get up on your knees miss." "My name is Anne." She was trying to sound annoyed but she knew she was failing at that. "Okay Anne. Well some women find that it helps if they . . . play with themselves while we do this." Anne looked over her shoulder at Richius. She'd never seen a butt plug before in person, she'd seen them in some of her boyfriend's porn videos and most of those had been comically huge. This one was almost cute. It was maybe four inches long and not too thick. Richius was being more than generous coating it with enough lube that it glistened. Anne couldn't stop herself from gripping the table and biting down on her lower lip in anticipation. She wasn't sure if Richius was intentionally dragging every moment out as long as he could. For Anne it seemed like it took an eternity before he even touched the firm rubber toy against her anus. It didn't take much pressure before it that tight ring of muscle started to stretch and give way. Anne's eyes screwed shut. Her sphincter continued stretching wider and wider until it finally slipped completely into her except the base. "Is that it?" Anne asked wiggling her rump suggestively at Richius. She felt full. It was an oddly pleasant sensation that already had her head swimming again. "That's it. That wasn't so bad was it?" Richius said with a smirk. He had angled himself slightly away from her. "That's the Full Treatment. Leave it for a while so you can get used to how it feels being stretched open. It'll make things a lot easier for you and your lover." Anne rolled over into a sitting position. "You should probably give yourself an enema when you get home and then go find your lover. If he's a big guy we have so," Richius paused mid sentence. He knew the look Anne was giving him. "I'm sorry, believe me I'd love to but we have strict rules." "Fine." Anne glowered then walked over to her clothing pulling them back on doing her best not to look angry. "Is there anything else I should know?" Richius told her there would be a bag waiting for her at the front desk. Anne didn't mean to stomp her way out of the room and back into the lobby. She barely heard Tali wishing her a good afternoon and thrusting the bag at her. Anne noticed enough to grab the bag on her way back into the mall. She was halfway back to her exit when she remembered to check the list. It turned out to be a good thing too since the next thing on the list was getting a manicure and pedicure. Both of those activities were surprise free other than the fact that she would never have chosen sky blue on her own. "There are definitely worse ways to spend a day." Anne thought to herself when she finished with her nails and checked her list. The instructions she'd received had been more than a little beyond unusual. She was still waiting for the part with a bikini wax at least but after her nails she was to get something to eat if she hadn't already. She had but it was nice that he'd thought to make sure that she ate. The last two things on the list instructed her to buy herself a new swimsuit and get herself off in the pool. Nothing in the note said anything about her fucking three college boys but he didn't have to write that part. Alfred wasn't an idiot; he had to know exactly what was going to happen. If the boys so much as hinted their interest she was going to devour them whether she liked it or not. School Girl Rayne Ch. 04 "Enough." Anne whimpered. Her entire body was coated in a combination of sweat and semen. The same strange mixture plastered her hair to her skull and Matt was still pawing at her breasts like he wanted to go another couple of rounds. "You can't possible still be hard." Much to her chagrin her wandering fingers found Matt's eight inch cock -she had measured the boys earlier- was indeed ready to take her once again. It seemed like it shouldn't have been possible but there it was. "Okay, you are still hard, what do you want me to do about it Matt? You've already fucked me silly." He hadn't done it by himself. Scott and Jermaine had both helped with what must have been and honest attempt to see if it was possible to fuck a girl's brains right out of her skull. The jury was still out on that and Matt didn't seem exactly like he was ready to give up anyway. Anne was certainly reaching her limits even though she was stroking Matt's cock. "Can I have you ass one more time?" Matt was rolling her nipple back and forth between his fingers. "Please?" His lips moved to her shoulder lightly nipping at her flesh. Anne considered pushing him away until he reached the nape of her neck and he stopped being quite so gentle. She had no idea how she was going to explain this to her mother and even fewer ideas what the hell she was going to tell her boyfriend, Jake, if he happened to ask. With enough make up she'd be able to cover up the hickies and maybe the bruises she knew had to be forming on her arms, thighs and hips. Jermaine had a grip like a vice. She'd have a much harder time not walking a little funny but she could probably pass that and some of the bruises off as her slipping during yoga. What really had Anne worried was trying to figure out how she was going to hide her glow. Her mother had known the day she lost her virginity. Her father was apparently far too polite and reserved to say anything, either that or he was hoping she would invite him over for dinner and he could rip his head off. Either way the only person she was able to fool when it came to if she'd had sex. The better the sex the harder it was to keep people from the truth and after, well she had no idea how long it had been only that the sky wasn't black. It wasn't even a particularly dark shade of blue anymore. For the moment what lies she would tell her loved ones took a back seat to Matt's teeth nipping at her throat. "You want to fuck me in the ass?" She reached over and slapped him on the shoulder. "What kind of whore do you think I am?" "Maybe I don't think you're a whore at all." Matt rolled on top of her pinning her hands over head. His lips were pressed against her ear whispering. "Maybe you just like to fuck?" "You're a beast. What could you possibly do to me that you three didn't already do?" Anne pouted then turned her head away. "You've used me for hours." She'd long since stopped trying to hide her satisfied if weary smile from the three. Matt's lips brushed over her cheek on its way to bite down on her ear tugging a bit. "I was gonna turn you upside down and fuck you like that. Unless you think you can't handle it." He grinned mischievously and she wriggled up against him trapping his erect penis against her smooth flat belly. "I can take anything you can dish out." She turned back towards him locking her eyes on his. "You didn't believe me back when we were still in the pool did you?" Matt blushed and averted his eyes for a moment. "No I didn't. But who would have? It was like something I'd read on Literotica or see in a poorly written porn movie? I guess that's why you don't mind if we tell all our friends since nobody will ever believe us." "Well you always have those pictures of me." She locked her eyes on his. "I think you might be able to convince them if they saw me with my eyes glued shut with your cum." "That's not even the best picture. You should have seen the look in your eyes when Jermaine had you riding him with your ass. That's the same eyes rolled back in the head look I see from people who've had way too much to drink." Matt moved so only one hand was touching her wrists. He wasn't holding her down anymore. He simply wasn't giving her permission to move. Anne lay still while his now free hand moved to grope at her breasts again. "I did have too much to drink." Anne turned her head towards an empty bottle of vodka resting on a nearby nightstand. "Liar." The bottle had been more than half empty when they'd started and the guys had taken turns doing body shots off her. She'd gotten a few shots but barely enough for her to even feel it much less to have been drunk. They'd all insisted that she needed to be sober for this. "I didn't say what I had too much to drink of." She countered. Each of them had came in her mouth at least once before during the festivities. Anne assumed they'd each done more than that but it was a little difficult to keep track of what who was where when she was being tossed, sometimes quite literally between three rowdy men who were absolutely determined to take her up on her foolish challenge. "Okay. Maybe we went a little overboard on that." Matt's hand moved lower eventually slithering between her legs to play with her clit. "You were the one who was saying you could handle anything and then pushing us when we started backing down." "Well that's because you were starting to act like a bunch of pussies. Every time I go to the pool you three follow me and try to pretend like you're not checking me out. I just couldn't handle it tonight." Anne hadn't really made an effort to resist them. How could she when she still had her new plug stretching her ass and she was ordered to make herself cum while she was in the pool. If she'd been in the relative privacy of the spa maybe they wouldn't have noticed her but the instructions had said the pool and Alfred was watching. She wasn't exactly sure from where since he wasn't in the pool area and his apartment was on the front of the building but she could feel the perverted old man's eyes creeping over her breasts. Anne didn't make much of an effort to be subtle. The pool wasn't big enough for her to even attempt to hide. That and the boys only came to the pool so they could watch her made it pointless. So instead she'd sat on the steps with her legs spread wide and stared a challenge across the pool at three boys who'd rarely managed to screw up enough courage to say more than two words to her. Anne pulled the bottom of her bikini to one side and let her fingers stroll down between her legs. They couldn't see what she was doing from across the pool. It was obvious from her expression though. A few minutes passed and Anne slipped to a lower step so her breasts were just barely resting on the surface of the water. A salacious smile crossed her lips when she pulled her top just slightly to the side. She didn't know if they could see her nipples since they were still concealed beneath the water. They still seemed to get the clue since it didn't take them long for their game to gradually work its way over to her. "I don't know if I'd say pussies." Matt replied pushing a pair of fingers into Anne. He followed that with a third and started steadily pumping. "It's not everyday the girl you've been checking out for months slips into the pool and starts getting herself off. "Even rarer that she asks you if she can give you a blow job." Anne moaned her back arching. "I kept imagining that someone was watching me as I sucked and stroked you three off. Anybody could have walked in back there, or been watching from a window or over a wall." Anne spread her legs. "Imagine if someone had walked in on us." Matt wasn't about to tell Anne that someone had walked in while she was busy going back and forth between the three men. Alfred Reynolds, the old man, had walked into the pool area and quietly watched for about five minutes before quietly telling the boys to take it in doors before they were caught by someone who might care. It took a while format to pry the little harlot's lips from around his friend's dicks but once he did he simply threw her over his shoulder and took her home. She kicked her feet and pounded on his back with her tiny fists. If she hadn't been giggling while asking them what they had in mind he might have put her down but she was making it quite obvious that any fight she was putting up was purely for play. "We did consider what would happen if someone walked in. That's why we brought you inside. We didn't want to share!" "So you brought me up here because you and your friends are greedy beasts? Isn't it my choice if who I fuck?" She felt a moan forcing its way up from her stomach. They hadn't really given her a whole lot of choice once they'd gotten her back to their apartment. They'd taken a quick break to get a bottle of vodka and take turns drinking it out of her naval occasionally giving her a shot of her own but the boys each had at least three for every one that she'd gotten. Once the courage was running hot and heavy in their veins they made quick work of managing to separate her and her new yellow bikini. The three of them made merry sport of tossing her bra and thong back and forth between the three of them. She ran back and forth from one to the next trying to intercept her garments until catching on that the real fun they were having was watching her bounce and jiggling between them. Once caught she sat down on the floor with a pout. "Well yeah. We are greedy beasts and you chose to fuck us." He forced a forth digit into her well fucked cunt forcing another moan from her. "All three of us." Anne nodded in agreement. The three hadn't left her on the floor for very long before picking her up and tossing her onto the couch her stomach over one of the arms. "Who was the idiot who stood you up anyway?" Anne lied without even blinking. "My stupid boyfriend." She'd been thinking of what she was going to say since she found herself ass up over a couch with two men gawking at the fact that she had a rubber toy crammed up backside. None of the three boys had ever seen a butt plug used in real life though Scott claimed he'd once seen one called the Anvil in a sex shop. He was pretty sure it was some kind of joke since it was bigger around than his thigh and half as long. They'd been joking about taking her ass before but finding her prepped for it changed it from playful ribbing between guys and into what Anne could only describe as a quest to take her every which way. Matt had most of his hand inside Anne curling his fingers every so often until he saw her entire body twitch. "He must be stupid to stand you up on a night when you went through so much trouble for him." Anne bit her lower lips to keep herself from screaming. She was clawing at the bed sheets as it was. The night had been and experience to say the least but Scott and Jermaine had passed out, fallen asleep, whatever they were down and she wasn't sure she could handle it if the two of them woke up and felt like going another couple of rounds. "I hope whatever he did instead of you was worth it." "I hope it was too. Make sure you forward those pictures to me. I think he'll enjoy getting to see a little slide show of how I spent the night." She gasped. "Especially the ones with you fucking my ass and Jake-" Matt quickly corrected her "-Jermaine, whatever, in my pussy. Never in my life have I felt so full of cock!" It hadn't taken them long to stop taking turns and start double teaming her. Other than Matt and his deliciously oversized cock she wasn't really sure which was Scott and which was Jermaine. Especially since they were all switching around, flipping her this way and that every couple of moments. Half the time she felt like a rag doll being shared by a pack of dogs. "I think after what you just did he doesn't deserve to have to see what a good time we all had." Matt kept pushing his hand into Anne. He loved the way she writhed on against his hand. Her hips churned against him. "Was it going to be his first time? His first time in your ass I mean?" Anne nodded. It would be his first time if she ever let him touch her that way at all. The only reason she was considering it was the guilt she felt as Matt drove home what a whore she was. She couldn't fathom a reason why she hadn't thought about him once when Alfred had been in the shower with her or when he'd allowed her to give him a blow job. The fact that Jake was out of town for the month was no good reason why despite spending time on the phone with him that she hadn't really thought about him at all. Alfred and how to please him had been the only thing she thought about since he'd taken her in that rainy afternoon. Even now that he was temporarily in her thoughts she was much more concerned how she was going to tell Alfred about her day. Anna wanted to hurry up here just so she could rush to him and tell him all about everything that had happened during the day. About her massage and Richius and how she imagined him just manhandling her to the looks she'd gotten when she stepped out of the changing room in her new bikini. There were a couple of guys who were probably sleeping on the couch after the looks they'd given her each time she stepped out to grab something new to try on. She wanted to tell him about how incredible she felt and she didn't really want to say anything to Jake. She'd make sure that he saw each and every one of the pictures. Matt dragged her back from her thoughts with his thumb strumming over her engorged clitoris. "Yes it was going to be his first time!" Anne blurted. Her legs clenched shut around his hand. "And you took it from him. You three beasts took what I was gonna give him." She snapped upright and slammed her lips against his. Anne's nails immediately dug into his shoulder holding him close as she continued the savage kiss. When she pulled away Anne pressed her forehead to his. "If you want to fuck me I suggest you hurry up." She bit down on his lip tugging it. "And make sure you get a good picture or two while you're at you filthy animal." "You don't have to ask me twice." Matt pulled his hand slowly out of Anne and grabbed her by the chin flooding her nostrils with the heady scent of her juices and their cum. He guided her not to gently either to the edge of the bed and lowered her down until her head and shoulders were resting against the carpet. Anne was flexible enough that her touching the carpet with her toes wasn't even uncomfortable. She smiled up between her spread legs at Matt who was hovering over her with his phone snapping a several pictures. "Hurry up." Anne whined cupping her breasts and twisting her own nipples. Matt responded by squatting over her and angling his cock down into her rectum and letting gravity do most of the work of driving him into her. Beneath him Anne whimpered. Being upside down and folded in half let him drive deep into her, so much that she swore she could feel him in her stomach. Matt gripped the back of her knees for balance from Anne's perspective though it was like he was pinning her in place. She had absolutely no leverage, no way of stopping him. He was in complete control just like the boys had been for most of the night. Each thrust pushed him a little farther into her forcing tiny squeaks, moans, grunts and squeals from her. She'd lost count of how many times they'd driven her to orgasm but she could feel another one growing in her belly. Matt was already sweating again great big drops raining down on Anne's stomach, breasts and face each time he plunged his cock back into her. She'd never been with a man who sweat nearly as profusely as Matt did but she liked the idea that she was making him work so hard that he was sweating like he was half way through a marathon. Anne enjoyed the salty drops that landed in her open mouth. Anne found herself without anything to grip when her orgasm slammed into her senses. It was a true testament to the difference in strength and leverage between a two hundred plus pound man and a barely over one hundred pound woman that he kept her in place, seemingly without effort, as she bucked up against him. He returned the favor when he pushed himself as deep as she could bear him bending her even farther in half till her knees were nearly along side her ears. Anne could feel his flesh pulsating inside her and the hot creamy fluid flooding into her and she could only look up at Matt's expression. "Don't you move." Matt didn't need to tell Anne not to move. She wasn't sure if she could move. Anne remained perfectly still other than the occasional twitch and her shallow breaths. She knew she had a glossy look in her eyes when Matt took a few more pictures. When he pulled out of her she felt her still stretched hole tickled by the air. She blushed when he took pictures of her like that. She felt so exposed knowing that now beyond every other picture he had now there was one with her pussy red from several fuckings and her asshole gaping open. It was an entirely new humiliation she endured. Anne might have been able to stop him with a word but she was as helpless with him as she was with Alfred. "Okay. Can I go home now?" Anne asked rolling over onto her hands and knees. Part of her hoped that she'd woken the other two. Surely they'd be anxious for one more shot at her. "Only if you can get past us." Anne looked up and saw Jermaine and Scott both still nude, standing in the doorway with erect cocks. Anne wanted to frown but she couldn't help but smile as she crawled towards the two eagerly awaiting their hard cocks and lewd desires.