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A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 01

By: Vitorio



Hi. Been away for a while-a lot has happened! Hope to get back on here with some new stuff. I wrote these four stories quite a while ago at the behest of a lovely lady I 'met' on-line. Needless to say we haven't actually met – borders and distance make that impossible – but I enjoyed writing the stories for her and her pals. Slightly different from my norm they contain some non-consent but no violence. The theme is one of blackmail although the hero, the blackmailer, is by no means nasty – the reverse in fact as all the women seem to finally enjoy the control he exercises!

Please read and enjoy – and don't forget to comment! Comment is the life blood of Lit. and of us authors [well me anyway].

They will be posted consecutively.

1.Belinda
2.Sally
3.Stacey
4.Barbara

Thanks. Vitorio

PS: I know a 'Nap Hand' is five but I liked the title!

Part One – Belinda 

He seemed so nice thought Belinda as she knelt in front of him: offering them his small meeting room at the office when Barbara had the decorators in. And they'd only had three meetings there. Mind you, the stories and the costumes had got a trifle naughtier than usual - and the use of toys didn't help!

It was the Saturday afternoon after their last meeting. Belinda's husband Steve was away playing golf. She remembered she'd mentioned it to him. She'd answered the ringing of the doorbell and was surprised to see him there. The new Office Manager, he'd only been in the job for a few months and was only just finding his feet. All the girls liked him - why wouldn't they? Just over 6ft with dark, greying hair, he looked good for his age. He was in his early 60's, and single. Quite dishy in fact!

"Hi," he'd said with a smile, "can I have a word?"

"Is it about work?" she asked, concerned.

He smiled again, "Sort of."

"Oh! OK. Look, you'd better come in," she said and led him into the lounge. "Now, what's all this about?"

He smiled again but there seemed to be something in that smile that unsettled her. She hadn't thought when she'd invited him in. 'Don't be silly', she thought. He's your boss. He handed her an envelope. "I think you ought to look at these."

She took the envelope from his hand wondering what was going on. It was a bunch of photographs. Opening the envelope, she looked down and saw the first photograph. Her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth formed a round 'O'. Then she blushed, unable to meet his eyes. The picture clearly showed her and Sally, both dressed in very skimpy underwear using toys on each other.

"They get better," he said as she looked at the second photo. This showed Stacey kneeling on the table top, arse cheeks open, showing her tight little anus being teased by a fairly big vibrator. Everyone would know it was Stacey for she was looking back over her shoulder with a big smile on her face.

"Good aren't they?" he said softly, "very good indeed, and very clear too. No problem recognising you four lovely ladies." Belinda began to worry now. 

"Look . . . I don't know . . . How? Where?"

"Simple," he said with that smile on his face, "just a couple of strategically placed video cameras. Made very enjoyable watching too," he added.

"How? I don't understand?" 'What is going on?' she thought. Then, My job! I'll lose my job. And Sally, Barbara, and Stacey.

Mike was watching her face. He wasn't a bad person but he was pretty frustrated and, despite his good looks, didn't do well with women since his divorce but he had been somewhat taken by these four friends and the rumours of their evening meetings. He liked to 'control' and they'd presented him with the perfect opportunity. Belinda in particular had really taken his fancy, her voluptuous figure, her proud tits and her gorgeous arse had really stirred his imagination and prompted his next moves. He had ideas for all of the others as well, particularly Stacey with her gorgeous arse.

"I heard a rumour about your meetings so, when you told me about the lovely Barbara having her house decorated I decided to set up some hidden cameras in the meeting room and film the proceedings. You girls certainly have sexy imaginations."

"The pictures? Where did they come from?"

"Just some screen grabs. I think they've come out well."

Belinda's mind is in turmoil now as she asked quietly, "Wha . . . What are you doing here? Why? We . . . We haven't done anything wrong. Please!"

"No," Mike said with a smile, "but I doubt you'd want them made public would you?"

"Public!" Her heart was beating and the blood was pounding in her veins. "You can't!" He smiled and nodded. "You wouldn't!" He nodded again. "Oh god," she said, "please!"

"Oh," he said, "don't worry I won't - providing, of course, that you and your friends comply with my wishes!"

Relief flooded her body before she realised the full import of his words. "What do you want?" she asked warily.

He smiled again. This was a much nicer smile and she began to feel better. "Well," he said fixing her with his lovely blue eyes, "I think we can start with a nice blow job and then, after you've swallowed my spunk and I've recovered, I could fuck you over the back of the settee!"

Belinda couldn't really believe what she'd just heard. "What?" she responded in surprise, "What do you mean?" Her mind was trying to come to terms with what her ears had heard.

"I said 'I think we can start with a nice blow job and then, after you've swallowed my spunk and I've recovered, I could fuck you over the arm of the settee!'."

"I . . . No . . . Oh god! You can't! I can't! You wouldn't!"

He laughed then held up his hand and ticked off his fingers as he said, "One - I can. Two - you can; and you will. And three - I would."

"I won't," Belinda said vehemently. "You can't make me!"

"No," he said softly, "but I can persuade you that it might be better for you and your friends to go along with my wishes! I'm sure that you wouldn't want the videos - oh, by the way, I've edited them and they're VERY naughty - to be published. I could sell them for a pretty penny. And," he added softly, "I'm sure the newspapers would love the story - and the pictures. Can't you just see the headlines?"

"Oh god! You won't? Please!"

"No," he said softly as his fingers caressed her cheek, "I won't but I want something in return!" She looked at him wide-eyed, puzzlement frozen on her features. "Come," he said smiling, "you're all big girls. I've enjoyed the videos for the past few weeks, time now for the real thing!"

"You mean . . . You're serious??!!"

"Yes Belinda love, deadly serious and you're the first. Next week Sally in that sexy schoolgirl number. After that Stacey and that lovely tight arse of hers and, finally, a night with the lovely Barbara." Realisation washed over her as she saw the determined look on his face.

"I . . . Errm . . ." she spluttered, "I can't - my husband!"

"Oh come, come Belinda, he's not here and I, unlike you ladies, will be discrete. He won't find out from me."

Desperately clutching at straws she said, "Look Mike, I don't know about the others." As she said it she realised that she had made the decision for she had no choice.

"I don't think you need to worry about them Belinda. Once you tell them that it's 'all or none' and that you've already agreed, I think they'll come across." She looked up at his smiling face and realised that he was right. There was no way that any of them could allow the videos or the photo's to come out into the open. She took a deep breath. He had them completely in his control.

Another deep breath as she looked up into his eyes. At least he's not ugly, she thought as she said, "What do you want?"

"I told you Belinda, a nice blowjob here in your lounge. You do swallow spunk don't you?" She didn't swallow now. It had been a long time since a man had cum in her mouth and she hadn't thought much of it then.

"I haven't . . . I don't," she whispered.

He smiled, "Well you do now," he said firmly, "and you had better get used to it!" Realising she had little choice she nodded her head in agreement. "Good," he said, "a willing partner is always better. Now . . . I think that first I'd like to get a close look at those lovely tits of yours!" She blushed and was unable to meet his eyes. Laughing, his hand lifted her chin until her eyes met his. "Come on," he said, "you weren't shy with your friends. You'll have to learn not to be shy with me!" She sighed in resignation and began to unbutton her blouse.

Mike's eyes were fixed on her cleavage as the blouse opened. He'd maturbated over Belinda on numerous occasions since he'd obtained the videos. He had over them all and now he was going to see, to touch, and to feel, them all: Belinda first. His cock was hard in his pants. Thankfully he'd seen that it wasn't tangled before he arrived! Whether she did it intentionally or just naturally he didn't know but the slow undoing of buttons, each one showing just a little more of cleavage then bra, excited him intensely. He was determined, however, that his first load of the afternoon was going into Belinda's tummy via her mouth and throat!

Belinda didn't know either! She wasn't being provocative on purpose, it was just a latent reluctance to comply but, for some strange reason, each button she opened seemed to reduce this feeling and, again for no reason she could explain, begin to excite her. She had been looking at his face and could see the effect that revealing her tits was having on him. Then she looked down at his groin and saw the tent his cock was making. That excited her even more and, despite the situation and the pressure he was bringing to bear, she began to feel a warm tingling between her legs as she contemplated what was going to happen.

Finally the last button was undone and her blouse pulled from her skirt. Mike reached up and swept it from her shoulders leaving it to fall on the floor. His hands cupped her bra supported breasts and began to squeeze before moving to stroke the soft flesh of her cleavage. "Turn round," he said throatily, excited by the reality of these glorious female mounds beneath his hands. She did, not even reluctantly, and was not surprised as she felt his hands undo the bra then sweep that off over her shoulders and arms. Then they moved in front and cupped her tits, caressing first then stroking then squeezing. His fingers captured her hardening nipples and tweaked then to greater hardness as he pulled her back into him.

She could feel him then: feel his stiff cock pressing into her backside. God, she thought, he feels quite big - and hard! Mike could feel the softness of her bottom cheeks and shifted his weight a bit to lodge his erection between them. His hands continued to worship Belinda's breasts. It had been a long time since anyone (other than her friends of course) had done this and it was having a wonderful effect on her. She was even pushing her arse back into Mike enjoying the feeling of his cock pressing there. Oh god, she thought again, what is happening to me? But she didn't stop, just gloried in his fingers on her nipples and hands squeezing her tits.

Mike was ready to move on, to feel her lips and tongue on his cock but first, "Skirt now Belinda. Let me see that lovely cunt and arse." She shuddered, but she pulled away as he released her tits, and turned to face him. She was really excited now and began to undo her skirt. No one had said her cunt and arse were lovely for a very long time. He may be 'forcing' her but he certainly had a way with words. As her skirt fell, however, she blushed suddenly for she became aware that there was a large wet patch at the front of her knickers! To late now for her skirt was around her ankles.

Mike smiled as he looked at her cunt, covered by the plain white M & S knickers, and noticed the wet patch. He smiled, "So Belinda love, you are enjoying this?"

She shook her head but then gasped as his hand covered her pussy. Fingers stroked, the middle one finding her pussy lips through the material and pushing gently. His hand stroked back and forth bringing a soft sigh. "Nice and wet for me," he whispered, "but cocksucking time now Belinda - fucking later!"

She blushed and was unable to meet his eyes as he continued, "Kneel Belinda - and suck some cock!" She looked at him, her mind bridling at the demand but her body only too willing to obey. Her body won as she knelt before him. Belinda could see the tent in his trousers at close range now and for some inexplicable reason she felt her hands rising to stroke that bulge. Mike gasped and smiled as she began, unbidden, to unzip his fly. She could see the bulge even more now and its shape and size. Why did she need more just then? Why was this so exciting? She couldn't find an answer but she had to see his cock!

Mike looked down at her and smiled as her hand slipped inside his fly and gripped his cock. It was wonderful feeling the warmth of her hand around his erection. Then, after a bit of movement by both of them she got his cock out.

There it was, inches from her face. He wasn't enormous - but he wasn't small either. It took both her small hands to cover the length and that still left the tip of his circumcised head sticking out. As she measured him in her mind she realised that her fingers were only just able to encompass his width. She shivered. What would this feel like - it was by far the biggest she had had. In mouth or pussy!

Her thoughts were interrupted by his voice, quivering just a bit, "Undo the belt Belinda. Take my trousers and pants down - see it all!" She took a deep breath and, somewhat reluctantly it must be said, released his cock and did as he asked. He stepped out of his clothes and slipped off his shoes and socks. Belinda, kneeling there, seemed unable to take her eyes off his stiff cock, exposed now in all its glory, and the solid ball sac hanging below. 

"Well," he said looking down, "get to work Belinda and remember," he added sternly, "don't waste a drop!"

She looked up wide-eyed into his eyes and saw desire. She knew then that there was no turning back from this new path she had been forced upon. She would do this - and anything else he desired - and do it well - for both herself and her friends. Mind made up, she took a deep breath and reached for his cock. One hand gripped the base and began to wank him gently whilst the other caressed his balls. This was the first time she'd ever knelt in front of a man in the light just inches away from his standing prick. She knew he could command her to do anything and, surprisingly, now that she'd accepted her fate, she didn't mind. She was interested in his cock. The size, length, width, and now as a tiny globule of liquid appeared at the tip. She didn't even think as her tongue flicked out and captured the liquid. She savoured the flavour on her tongue as she realised she had never seemed to have time to do this in the past.

Mike was watching her as her tongue flicked out and he realised, with an inward smile, that she was his now. Anything he wanted he was sure she would do. Not only to save her friends and herself but also because she wanted to!

She continued to wank his cock as more pre-cum appeared. The tiny first taste hadn't been too bad; salty and slightly bitter. This time she took the tip of his cockhead between her lips and sucked. Mike gasped as a large dollop of liquid was sucked from his cock. Belinda could taste it properly now as she swilled it around her mouth - perhaps it won't be too bad when he cums she thought - I might even grow to like this.

She felt Mike's hands on both sides of her head now and sensed urgency in him as he pushed his cock against her lips. She opened her mouth then and took him inside, her tongue coating the head in saliva.

Mike felt the warm wetness of her mouth and the seemingly eager washing of her tongue. Pushing forward, he drove more of his rampant erection into her now willing mouth. Belinda was sucking hard; sucking his cock deeper as he thrust forward: then back and forth as he fucked her mouth but not too hard. Part of him wanted her to enjoy it and that part won. It was just a gentle movement that took him deeper and deeper into her mouth each time. Before long he felt the tip of his cock hitting the top of her throat. He looked down into her eyes.

She knew then what he was going to say - and she knew she would try! "Swallow it Barbara," he said, "take every bit!" Never before had she done this - even tried - and certainly not with a cock as long as this but she did now for she knew she had no choice. Taking a deep breath through her nose she relaxed her throat and, as his cockhead reached deep into her mouth, she swallowed. Her throat muscles closed around the tip of his erection and pulled him in. She felt stretched and had to fight down the impulse to gag but she managed and was suddenly surprised to find her lips and nose tickled by his pubic hair. She couldn't hold it for long however, and drew back now, his saliva covered cock leaving her mouth feeling empty. She coughed and drew deep breaths and, strangely, felt rather proud of herself. Was this what being controlled by a man felt like?

She wanted to do it again as she pictured an image of the situation in her mind. Here she was, a 34 year old housewife deep throating her boss. Linda Lovelace eat your heart out! She grabbed his cock again and sucked it into her mouth. He was leaking loads of pre-cum now and she thought it wouldn't be long before she got to see whether she could swallow his cum or not. Oh, she thought, better not let him do it when I swallow his cock: I'll choke! That wasn't going to stop her as he pushed forward again. It was easier this time, and all the next times, as he fucked her throat over and over.

Mike was in 7th heaven. This lovely mature married woman was kneeling at his feet sucking his cock with abandon. Swallowing it deeper than any woman had ever done before. He hadn't believed that Belinda would be so enthusiastic but it seemed the situation was exciting her.

It was! Belinda suddenly realised, in a sort of otherworldly way, that every time her throat constricted around his cock her cunt felt a tiny twinge. She was sure her knickers were soaked. She was dragged from her reverie by Mike's change of pace. Not deep now, no throat fucking. He was just fucking her mouth and lips, holding her head still and moving quickly.

She felt the first jet of spunk coming as he groaned and gripped her head even tighter. His cock swelled (I hadn't noticed that before, she thought) then pulsed spunk into her mouth - a lot of spunk. She struggled to deal with the 2nd and 3rd pulses of gooey liquid and had to finally pull off his cock. His last pulse hit her cheek and dripped onto her tits. What now she thought. It didn't taste too bad - not bad at all. She moved the mass around her mouth and realised that Mike's eyes were fixed on her face.

"Show me," he said, "before you swallow it." Surprised at this request she opened her mouth and stuck out her spunk covered tongue. She felt strangely submissive just then as she realised just what she had done. "Swallow it!" he said and, closing her mouth, she forced the thick liquid down.

"Good," he said, "now this," and he used his finger to collect the remains from face and tit then presented it to her mouth. Belinda opened almost eagerly and sucked the residue off. "Now my cock," he said, "some left in there!" She looked up at his smiling face then at his softening cock. "I'm sure you want it nice and hard for your fucking!" She blushed bright red but, surprisingly she did, and bent her head again to his cock. She could get it all in her mouth now and, as she rolled her tongue around the depleted muscle, coaxed the last drops of cum from his body. Then she swallowed the remains and was amazed at how good it felt.


A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 01



Mike stepped back then and beckoned her to stand. Almost naked in her own lounge, she was unable to meet his eyes. She saw his hand move down then felt the pressure on her cunt. "Mmm," he murmured with a smile, "nice and wet - for me?"

She was unable to frame a proper answer because now he was gently stroking her knickers, rubbing her sex - his middle finger finding the crease between her cuntlips inducing even more juice from her. "Oh please," she moaned plaintively, but 'please' what she probably couldn't decide.

Mike continued stroking then pushed upwards even harder almost lifting her off her feet. Belinda gasped in both surprise and pleasure. "The settee," he said, "lean over the back." Her eyes widened in surprise as he guided her to the back of the settee and bent her over it. It was a bit high for comfort but she didn't have time to settle before she felt his hands dragging her knickers down then off. His hands then moved her feet apart lowering her waist to the right level and making her arse stick out.

Belinda had never felt so open: so completely available to used. That's it, she thought, he's going to USE me. It made her cunt tingle to be put in this position and she waited eagerly for his next move.

Mike was just standing there enjoying the view. The broad reach of her arse thrust out towards him atop delectable thighs: the valley between with the tiny star of her anus. How much fun he would have in taking that route in the future - but that was for another time. Now his eyes wandered down the crease to her cunt - nicely available from the back. The wet openness of her lips showed her arousal.

Belinda was wondering what he had in mind and glanced over her shoulder to see him discard his shirt and join her in nakedness. She noted with pleasure, and was surprised at the feeling, that his cock was stiffening again. She smiled back at him – signalling her total acceptance of her submissive position. 

Mike moved forward and his hands caressed her bottom cheeks. Squeezing, kneading, stroking for what seemed an age - an age she didn't want to end! It did but she didn't mind because now one hand cupped her sex, fingers stroking her cunt back and forth. "Oh god," she groaned, "oh god - don't stop. Please."

"You like that?" he whispered bending forward. She could only nod then gasp as his middle and third finger breached her lips and began to slowly fuck her. "That as well?" he whispered again.

She managed a weak, "Oh yes, yes!" Then another surprise: she felt something pressing against the tiny star of her anus.

"That?" another whisper.

She swallowed. "I . . . I . . . haven't . . ."

"Have now!" She felt his thumb join his fingers in her cunt for a moment then return to her arse. She shivered then groaned as the tip pushed against the muscle until it gave way and let his thumb inside.

She groaned as his thumb forced its way in to the first joint. Oh god, she thought, he is using you: using your arse and cunt. She shivered and her anus gripped even tighter. Is this what it's like to be a slave to a man? If it was, she suddenly realised, she never wanted it to end for, together with the discomfort from his invasion of her arse and the pleasure his fingers were giving her, she felt sublimely happy to be HIS. Totally his. He controlled her now and she didn't mind - looked forward even - to whatever he did to her.

"Like that? Do you like my fingers in your cunt?" She whimpered in reply. "And you like my thumb in your tight arsehole?" She shuddered in near orgasm as both fingers and thumb pushed deeper. Then it hit. Her cunt was full, his fingers filling and teasing. Her arse! Never had she felt this mixture of pain, pleasure, and humiliation before. She screamed as a strange and never before pleasure soared through her body. Her high didn't diminish as he ruthlessly fucked both cunt and arsehole.

By now Mike's cock was hard again. Not bad for a 60 year old he thought for the pressure on his thumb, the wetness of her cunt, and her loud groans of ecstasy had had the desired effect. He felt her relax, her orgasm subsiding and, withdrawing fingers and thumb, moved into position behind her.

Belinda felt empty when he withdrew but was filled again by his 8 inch cock. He drove home in one complete thrust groaning himself as the warm and silky wetness of her cunt gripped his cock. Belinda yelped in surprise then surrendered her body to his desires. A feeling of intense satisfaction at being used like this suffused her body. Mike was fucking her hard and deep, his thighs slapping against her buttocks. He looked down at her arse, his cock disappearing and reappearing below her flexing anus. 

Belinda was sailing on a sea of pleasure when his thumb attacked her arsehole again. Not hesitating this time, she relaxed and let him inside. She groaned in pleasure as he pushed completely into her arse. It felt enormous and she could feel it pressing on his cock. The sheer dirtiness of what was being done to her made her sob with joy. What would his cock feel like there? Two cocks? Her mind was showing her pictures of which she had only dreamed. Might these things be possible for a mature man's slave?

Mike drove both cock and thumb into her. It was all he could do to prevent himself buggering her now. Filling her arse with his rampant erection but he held off and watched as her whole body shook in orgasm. Loud moans of pleasure seemed to be dragged from deep in her body as she finally relaxed. Mike continued to fuck her even as she lay over the back of the settee limp from her exertions. Then his own orgasm: balls tightened, arse clenched as he filled her womb with his spunk. Four, five, six pulses before he was spent.

Belinda felt Mike pulling his softening cock from her willing cunt and his thumb from her abused arse. She breathed a sigh of relief for, never before had she experienced such joy, such pleasure from a cock in her body. It had, however, left her feeling completely drained. Then she heard his voice! "Kneel Belinda. Kneel and taste yourself on my cock. Suck your juices and leave me clean."

Belinda was shocked. She was turned, depleted, and she didn't move. "Kneel Belinda," he repeated sternly, "you are mine Belinda. Your body is mine. KNEEL!" She knew then the true nature of a slave for she knelt: and she took his cock in her mouth: and she sucked the remains of his spunk and swallowed it: and she washed her juices from his cock with her tongue and mouth: and she was content!

He lifted her then and she was surprised when he kissed her tenderly on the lips. "That was excellent Belinda darling. Did you enjoy?" She could only nod her head in agreement. "Good," he said softly, "next time will be better!"

Next time she thought. Oh god - next time. He saw the expression on her face. "Oh yes Belinda, there will be a next time, many next times, for you and your friends! Now, time to tidy up I feel. I'll leave you to your own devices," he continued as he began to dress. She just stood there, naked, fucked, and full of cum, watching him. Finally dressed, he handed her a DVD case. "You can keep the photos," he smiled, "for the others. The DVD should help you to persuade them." Belinda could still only stand and nod. "Oh, by the way, tell Sally to bring her schoolgirl outfit to work on Thursday. She won't be at your meeting, she'll be working late." He smiled, "Working very hard!" Again Belinda could only nod as he left the lounge. She was still rooted to the spot as she heard the front door close and it was only then that she realised his cum was running down her leg.

He came inside me, she thought suddenly. I'm not on the pill! Pregnant - oh no! But then she remembered: hadn't the rumour been that he'd had a vasectomy. Who started it? Barbara! She was sure it was Barbara. Then she shrugged her shoulders: too late to worry now. Find out Monday and get a pill if necessary.

Get dressed, she thought. Now get rid of his cum. She was surprised how reluctantly she faced this task. She was his and his spunk owned her!



A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 02



Mild punishment in this one and fantasy incestuous roleplay.

Part 2 – Sally

All day Sally had been unsettled. At 26 she was the youngest of the four who met now and again to play out a few innocent fantasies. Anticipation wrestled with apprehension as she bustled about the office unable to forget the school uniform - and the underwear that went with it - left in her locker as instructed.

She had been surprised the previous Saturday to receive a call from Barbara arranging a meeting for them all at Barbara's house the next morning. She couldn't be sure but she seemed to sense disquiet in Barbara's voice and it worried her. 

She was last to arrive in the morning and she immediately knew something was wrong. Belinda looked - well shell shocked really. Barbara shuffled them all into the lounge and they sat and listened to Belinda tell the story of Saturday. They were astounded at the sex and quickly asked to see the photos. As they rifled through the pile they began to realise just why Belinda had let him do what he did. Then they 'fast-forwarded' through the DVD and sat looking at each other.

Sally was the first to speak. "He . . . He wants us all?" she said her voice trembling.

"Yes," said Belinda quietly. "I was the first. You're next Sally!" Sally gasped and her eyes widened in shock.

"Next?" she repeated quizzically.

"Yes Sally: then you Stacey and finally you Barbara. He even told me what he wanted. You in your 'schoolgirl' outfit Sally. He wants your arse Stacey," she looked shocked, "and he'll spend the night with you Barbara!" She took a deep breath and went on, "But it won't just end there! He intends for it to go on. For the four of us to 'serve' him whenever he wants and to do whatever he wants us to!" They all took deep breaths as they tried to come to terms with the seriousness of their situation.

"Do we have to do this?" asked Stacey gathering herself, "surely he wouldn't be able to make this public without exposing himself?"

"I think he would Stacey," said Barbara. "He could do it all anonymously. We could hardly deny much. Everyone knows we meet once a month. They would probably think we made the DVD and took the photos. You know how people are."

"I'm next," they heard Sally whisper quietly, her head hung down. She looked up at them as they quieted. "I'm scared!"

The three others exchanged looks and nodded. Barbara gripped her shoulder reassuringly. "We'll talk to him," she said looking at the others who nodded again. She took a deep breath, "Perhaps we can persuade him to make do with just three of us!"

Sally looked at the others gratefully the said quietly, "But that wouldn't be fair!"

"It doesn't matter Sally love," said Belinda softly, "he has already got me," then she smiled, "I think the three of us can handle him!"

"You are going to do it then?" asked Sally softly.

"Belinda already has and, honestly Sally, I don't think we have much choice," said Barbara, "These photos and the video would destroy us in the town not to mention your marriages."

"I thought that yesterday," agreed Belinda, "but, and I am sorry, it was bloody good." They looked at her in amazement. "Yes," she continued, "it was good. Look - he's not bad looking. He's single now and he didn't hurt me. Don't get me wrong, he was demanding but he did things . . . Well . . . that I enjoyed." She looked around forlornly at her friends. "And I liked it you three. I liked being forced: told what to do," she took a deep breath, "used by him."

They were quiet as they heard these words for they all knew that some of their most exciting fantasies involved control: being forced to do things - not by violence but by coercion. Exactly as was happening now.

They were quiet then and, after a few moments, they asked Belinda to share her experience with them. She took them through every aspect, everything he did to her and how it felt. By the time she was finished they were all pretty hot. Leaving Barbara's after lunch they decided that the three of them, Belinda, Stacey, and Barbara would approach Mike in the morning.

For the rest of Sunday Sally was somewhat subdued. A mood which lasted through to Monday. She saw them all go into Mike's office and felt guilty that they would do this for her. She wasn't to know it, of course, that their efforts were to be of no avail.

He welcomed them into his office and was friendly as he listened to their offer. "And why should I not enjoy the lovely Sally. I'm sure she will provide much pleasure on Thursday evening - and in the future," he added with a knowing smile.

"We're offering ourselves," said Barbara quietly.

He laughed. "Offer me something I can't have," he said. "Ladies! I already have you! Ask Belinda! You will succumb to my every demand," he said fixing each with his blue eyes, "whether you want to or not. Won't you Belinda?" 

She was unable to meet his eyes as she whispered, "Yes!"

"You see ladies. Perhaps a demonstration will suffice." He turned to Belinda and lifted her face to gaze into her eye: eyes that begged him not to because she knew what he was going to make her do. But did she really not want too? A shiver of anticipated pleasure ran through her body at the contemplated humiliation. He knows, she thought, he knows.

"Kneel Belinda," he said in that same tone and she did. She knelt in front of him. "You know what to do!" She reached for his zipper, unzipped the fly and exposed his soft cock. She began to masturbate it to hardness then took the head in her mouth. She could feel the tingling in her loins, the heat in her cunt, as she complied with his demands.

His eyes never left the other two as his cock hardened and he began to fuck her mouth. After a few minutes his hand touched her head. "Enough Belinda," he said as he helped her stand. He kissed her cheek as the others watched speechless. "Thank you Belinda," he whispered softly and she felt a glow of pleasure at his praise. "I wouldn't want Sally to go without her own dose of cum!" That brought a soft gasp from Stacey's lips.

"You see ladies," he said putting his penis away, "I already have you don't I? Next time that could be you Stacey or you Barbara - will be in fact!" Stacey and Barbara looked at Belinda standing there, head dipped in submission, then looked at each other.

"But she's the 'baby'," protested Barbara not yet ready to totally surrender.

Mike laughed enjoying his power over these attractive women. "'Baby'? She looks like a full grown woman to me! And she's married. No ladies, she will bring me much pleasure," he glanced at each of them in turn, "as will you all! Now, enough," he said sternly, "back to work. And tell Sally she will finish at 4:00 on Thursday, shower in your nice new bathroom, change into her 'school' uniform, and present herself at my office door after you've all left and I've locked up." He smiled: a smile that made him more handsome and calmed some of their fears. "Don't worry about your colleague," he said, "I won't hurt her - quite the reverse in fact!"

They all realised that any further argument would have no effect so quietly turned and left the office. Sally knew by their expressions that they hadn't been successful. Barbara sat next to her. "We tried love but . . . Look, we'll meet up on Wednesday and talk you through it as much as we can."

"I don't think that he will harm you Sally love," said Belinda softly, "he said he wouldn't and I believe him." Work intruded then as phones rang and computers buzzed and they all bent to their tasks.

Now Sally stood naked and wet in their new changing room. It was one of the first things Mike had done: a beautiful bath/shower room and comfortable rest room. They'd realised on Sunday why! Slowly drying herself she studied her body in the full length mirror. She saw a young woman, not that tall, not slim but shapely and with smallish, pert breasts. Her waist, not tiny, smoothly curved to shapely thighs and a fulsome but tight bottom.

Dry now she looked at the outfit hanging in her locker and began to dress. The others had all been sent home early and they'd all kissed and cuddled her trying to provide support but now she felt alone. She wasn't exactly frightened for she didn't really believe he would hurt her but Belinda had told them ALL that he had said and done so she knew he would use her body for his pleasure. Make her do things she hadn't done before. She was nervous, apprehensive but, simmering below the surface, was a frisson of apprehension and excitement. She recalled Belinda talking about being 'used' and realised that the idea was causing her excitement.

She swallowed, took a deep breath, and reached for the plain white knickers. Pulling them on she realised they were a size too small and showed every contour of her pussy and arse. Next the bra cupping her pert breasts, white to match her knickers. The white 'school' blouse - also a size too small - stretched provocatively across her tits when buttoned. Then the thigh length, self-supporting, stockings and the short grey skirt that only just covered the stocking tops. She bent forward and saw her arse covered by the white knickers quite clearly. She wiggled feeling better. This 'uniform' [she often wore something similar when they played] always made her feel sexy and went some way to calming her fluttering nerves. She sat then and set her hair into two pigtails - as Mike had required - and finally donned the 3 inch heeled, plain black, shoes. She looked again and smiled nervously; they made her arse stick out provocatively!

She left the rest room and walked through the deserted common office area towards Mike's private office. That had been completely changed as well and new furniture added a couple of weeks ago. The door to the office was closed and she stood outside for a while gathering her courage. Knowing she had no choice she took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, and knocked on the door.

"Come!" she heard. Opening the door she stepped into the room waiting just inside, head hung low unable to meet his eyes. "Ah Sally!" made her look up then quickly down again but she did notice - he was wearing a dressing gown!

"Come here Sally and explain yourself!" She looked up puzzled. "Is this how you dress to visit your uncle?"

Confused, she tried to reply, "But . . . But, I didn't . . . "

"Ah Sally, dear Sally: my favourite niece. You are extremely naughty. I have heard some very interesting stories about the very naughty Sally that make me think I must take her in hand and mete out the appropriate punishment. What have you to say?"

Sally stood, even more confused and not a little apprehensive! She was his 'niece', he her 'uncle'. OK she could deal with that but 'stories', 'very interesting stories'. He could make up anything! She felt him close now and his hand lifted her chin to look in her eyes.

"Well?" he insisted.

"I haven't done anything, errr . . . Uncle!" she murmured playing the game. He smiled as he stroked her cheek.

"Such a naughty girl! I think that any young 'lady' who comes to see me dressed as a hussy deserves to be punished!" She heard a 'swish' and looked down. Her breath caught in her throat - it was a riding crop!

"Please . . . Uncle!" The tip of the riding crop traced a line from her neck down to her cleavage and she whimpered.

"Very severely punished I think," he said quietly stroking her cheek with the tip of the crop. Fear crept through her body as he held it before her eyes.

"Oh please . . . Uncle. Please! I haven't been naughty - honestly." Tears filled her eyes. Then he smiled as his hand cupped her chin. His head bent down to her and he kissed her lips.

"Poor Sally," he whispered softly, "I won't hurt such a lovely girl. Enjoy - yes, but not hurt." His hand wandered down and cupped her breast and squeezed. She gasped and stared into his eyes in surprise. She was motionless as he put the riding crop on the desk and began to undo her blouse. The buttons, quickly opened, revealed her pert young breasts supported by the plain white bra.

"Now you naughty young lady," he said stroking her breasts above the bra, "how many boys have seen these lovely tits?"

Confusion reigned in Sally's mind. How many should she say? She couldn't think properly for now his hands were underneath the bra squeezing her tits, capturing the swelling nipples between his fingers. "Come Sally you must tell me. Was it three, four, or even more. I have to know to decide the severity of your punishment!" She felt a heat between her legs and struggled to decide what to say.

Finally, "Three uncle," she managed to whisper hoping desperately that three would not mean the riding crop.

He smiled down at her as one hand left her tits. 'Oh god!' she thought as she felt his finger flick over the wetness on her panties. "Naughty, very naughty, Sally! Wet knickers? Whatever next from my sexy little niece?"

"Please, uncle, I didn't . . . I haven't!"

"You sexy little minx," he laughed. "How many boys have touched you there?" His finger pressed on the lips of her wet cunt. She shivered confusion battling with apprehension. 

"None uncle - honestly. Really. Please!"

A stern countenance replaced the pleasant smile. "Enough," he said, "to the desk with you. Minxes who fib must be punished." He led her to the desk, newly installed along with all the office furniture, and stood her in front of it.

"Lean over the desk Sally and stick that pretty bottom out. I bet a few boys have felt that eh?"

"Oh no, no uncle. Honestly!" Again confusion warred with an apprehension in her mind which turned to fear as her eyes noticed him picking up the riding crop. Then she saw the several pictures spread out on the leather surface; all of her in various states of undress with all sorts of toys protruding from cunt and arse. She loved those moments when the others filled her with the large array of toys Barbara had and, at that moment, she knew she had absolutely no choice but to do all that he asked.

"Still fibbing sweet little Sally." She felt the crop touching her bottom through her knickers. "Perhaps half a dozen swipes might ring the truth from those sweet lips?"

"Please . . . Uncle. I . . . I don't know," she sobbed as he stroked the riding crop over her bottom, between the cheeks, then underneath across her pussy. Poor Sally didn't know. What was she to say? He would whip her with the riding crop - she knew it!

He had her now. He knew she expected to be beaten with the thin whippy crop. There was no way she could avoid it. He saw her body tense as he drew the crop over the glorious cheeks of her arse and over the wet patch on her knickers. She is enjoying this, he thought with a satisfied smile.

Sally's heart was fluttering, her tummy tight but, and she couldn't help it, her pussy was tingling. She felt her tiny skirt lifted up showing knickers stretched tightly over her bottom. Bending over like this thrust her arse back a him. She felt his hands caressing her cheeks, gently squeezing, stroking. 

"Dear Sally!" he said quietly and she suddenly heard the swish of the crop. She gasped as she felt the rush of air on he bottom. "Shall I use the crop Sally?"

"Oh uncle . . . Please! No!" she sobbed.

"We'll see," he said and she breathed a sigh of relief as she saw him place the riding crop back on the desk. "Reach back Sally and pull your knickers down. Let me see that pert young arse." She blushed all over. She had to show him, he had the pictures! He'd see her tiny back door, her pussy - wet now. She knew she had no choice. And the crop was there to remind her! She reached back and pulled her knickers down as far as she could reach. She felt the cool air on her bottom cheeks then, suddenly, his hand hit her bottom with a loud 'slap'.

She yelped in both surprise and shock. A second slap quickly followed. "Owwwww!" she yelped again as more slaps rained down each followed by a yelped, "Owwwww!" It must have been about 6 or 8 - she lost count as the heat in her bottom grew; along with the heat in her pussy!

Then it stopped and she felt his caress. "Mmm, nice and warm now Sally, my dear little niece. Some more?" he asked and she shivered as he picked up the riding crop.

"Oh please uncle! I'll do . . . Owwwww!" She heard the swish then felt the sting of the crop across her bottom. Later, when she told the others, she realised that he had been pretty gentle with her just then. Proper use of the crop would have had her writhing in pain. It was clear he didn't want that. 

"I'll do anything uncle. Please . . . Anything!"

"Mmm," he murmured as his hand stroked her bottom, trailing the red line the crop had made, "anything?"

She took a deep breath wondering what she might be letting herself in for then said, "Yes uncle," deep breath, "anything!"

"Stand then Sally," he said then took her hand and led her to the sofa. Stripping his housecoat he sat down. "Well Sally, what now?" He was naked now, his erection sticking out in front.

She stood, knickers around her ankles, her short skirt hiked up. "Take of your bra Sally," he said, "let me see those lovely tits!" Heart beating she reached back and undid the bra dragging it off her shoulders. "Very nice Sally. Turn round and bend forward." Embarrassed, she turned and bent. "Stick out your bottom," he said, "show me that delightful pussy and tight little bottomhole." She felt his hands on her arse again then his fingers stroking her wet pussy. Harder and harder then two fingers inside fucking her with his fingers. Her breath came in gasps as his fingers probed deeper until she finally let go.

"Oh uncle," she sighed as her cum juice flowed. He continued finger fucking her right through her orgasm. She was wobbly on her legs as she turned her round to face him. 

"Knickers off," he said, "then skirt! Let me see your lovely fresh body." Sally undid he skirt and let drop to the floor then bent and stepped out of her knickers. Mike feasted his eyes on her almost naked body. The thigh length stockings and high heeled shoes made her look so fuckable. Sally blushed as his eyes enjoyed her nakedness then gasped as she felt his hands on her hips. He pulled her inwards between his legs and fastened his mouth over her sex.

"Oh god!" she moaned as she felt his mouth cover her cunt. Her legs were like jelly as he tongue fucked her pussy supporting her as he did so. She shuddered as another orgasm hit then fell forward into his arms. Mike revelled in the taste of this glorious young cunt: sweet but tart and flowing with her orgasm.

Before she had time to recover she was face down over his knees. She felt a light touch over her bottom cheeks then his finger teasing her anus. "Oh uncle!" she moaned, "what . . . Ooooohhhh!" His finger probed and pushed at her tight bottomhole then slipped inside. He enjoyed the sight of her anus gripping his finger. He would take her there the next time, of that he was certain. Now his finger fucking of her arse drew continued moans from her lips.

"Naughty, naughty Sally! You like my finger up your bum?"

What should she say? It wasn't bad. She'd had her bottom attended to before. Not much but enough to know she didn't mind it – might almost like it. If she said yes would he punish her for enjoying it? If she said no would he be angry.

"Well?" he said.

She took a deep breath and said, "Yes." The immediate response was a sharp slap on her bottom followed quickly by several others warming her cheeks and making her clit tingle. "Ooowww! Ooowww!" she gasped.

"Naughty Sally," he laughed, "enjoying her uncle's finger in her arse! Next I'll think you want my cock up there! Well," he continued, "next time you shall!" She shivered. Was it the apprehension or anticipation? She could feel his erection pressing into her tummy. "I think you must be severely punished," he continued. "Perhaps the riding crop?"




A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 02



"Oh please uncle, no! Not that. I'll do anything, anything! I said, anything! Not that - please!"

He moved her off his lap so she knelt between her legs. "Anything Sally, anything!"

She looked up into his eyes and nodded in submission. "Are you sure Sally. I can do anything? You realise what that might mean Sally?"

"Yes," she whispered softly, "I don't want you to use the . . . the riding crop."

"We'll see Sally," he smiled, "now you can begin by showing me your cocksucking skills!" She gazed up into his eyes but didn't move. "Anything Sally - or the crop?" Her hands quickly came up and took his cock, slowly wanking, before bending her head to lick the tip. Sucking cock was not her strong point but she knew she would have to please him. The end of his cock was covered in an oily liquid that she remembered Belinda telling her about. What leaks from men when they are excited. She called it pre-cum and said it tasted like their spunk. Sally had never tasted spunk properly, never had a man cum in her mouth. She wondered whether he would but guessed he wouldn't so she was looking forward to tasting what little she could. It was strange but she felt the need to swallow his spunk just like Belinda.

Right in front of her eyes now, his penis looked so big - mind, not as big as some of the other things she used in her pussy. Sally loved filling her cunt with all sorts of things. Cucumbers were her favourite - big, round, and smooth - but she liked carrots as well. There was something much more exciting about this man's cock she thought as her hands grasped his erection. Even with both, one on top of the other, there was still enough to fill my mouth she thought as she bent her head again.

Opening her mouth, she took him inside savouring the manly flavour of him and tasting the leaking pre-cum. I like that, she thought, I like the taste of him! She sucked, drawing a long low moan from Mike and an upward thrust into her mouth. She had over half his cock then and could feel the tip touching the back of her mouth. Oh god, she thought, will he make me do the same as Belinda. I can't swallow this! She had never even thought of 'deep throating' any cock, let alone one as big as his! Belinda had done it though so, if he wanted, she would have no choice. So she continued to work his cock with her mouth, washing the head in saliva with her tongue. She continued to savour the flavour of him, of a man, and began to feel her pussy warming yet again.

"Good Sally, very good," he said after a while and breathlessly, "balls now. Lick my balls!" She lifted her head from his cock then bent her tongue to his balls. Strangely she didn't mind, thinking how nice it would be to examine all of him, she didn't have any choice after all. She licked his balls and all around coating them with saliva and then moved back to his cock. Even more pre-cum was leaking from the tip and she used her tongue to taste it again.

"Nice?" he smiled. She looked up and smiled, nodding then bent to suck him deep. "Perhaps next time you can swallow my cum?" She nodded eagerly then formed her rich lips into a round and began to bob her head up and down causing Mike to catch his breath. It was too much! He had to fuck her now.

"Enough Sally! Over the desk." he stood with her and positioned her over the desk. "Reach forward and grip the desk. Pull yourself on." His hands on her hips positioned her precisely, lifting her high on her toes. Then he reached for the riding crop.

She trembled as she looked back and saw him pick it up. "Oh please uncle! No!"

"I'm afraid yes Sally darling - but just two this time!" She heard the swish of the crop then yelped as it struck searing a bright red line on her cheeks just above the back of her pussy. He looked down in pleasure as he drew back again and laid another stroke across the top of her legs just below. Now both lines framed her sex. He longed to punish her properly: to pattern those lovely cheeks with the crop but not now. He was not cruel. Oh he would do it but only if she, and the others, agreed. He would be satisfied with the two for now.

"Ooooww! Oooohhhh! Uncle please. No more!" She could feel the sharp sting of the two strokes tingling on her bottom but also the pleasant 'fizz' between her legs. There were no more for, before she could catch her breath, she felt his cock at her pussy.

"Ooooohhhhh uncle," she moaned as he moved his cockhead up and down from clit to perineum. Her pussy was wet, soaking, and he drew the wetness up to her anus, teasing her with slight pressure on the muscle. "Oooooooo no uncle. Not THERE!" Mike had no intention of butt fucking her now but he wanted her to be aware of her total submission just as he had prepared Belinda to give up her arse to him in the future.

He leant forward then, his cock resting in between her bottom cheeks, and whispered, "Anything Sally!" She sobbed. "You said 'Anything'!"

"I . . . can't. Please uncle, please." he moved his cock back and pushed a little harder at her backdoor. "Oh god! I . . . " She took a deep breath, sighed, and surrendered, relaxing her arsehole in resignation – she had no choice! He felt her submission as her body relaxed. "Yes uncle, anything!"

"Not tonight Sally darling, next time my cock will lodge in your tight bottom." He lifted his body allowing his cockhead to slip over her anus and find a home in her hot, wet pussy.

"Oh yes, yes, yes uncle," she moaned as he began to enter her, slipping half his cock inside her cunt. Mike fucked her slowly enjoying the tightness of her young cunt as it gripped his erection. Before long he was deep inside her, thighs slapping her bottom cheeks, fucking her hard. Her body let go then, pleasure coursing through her - and it was 'fizzing'! 

Mike felt her cunt tighten as she came and continued to fuck her hard and deep until she was finished. He stopped then, pulled out, and turned her to face him. He lifted her arse onto the desk then spread her legs wide, opening her completely. Cock in hand he drove back into before she had time to realise what had happened, still coming down from her orgasm. She soon did, however, as she felt his cock fill her this way.

Close now, Mike fucked her hard. Thrusting his whole length deep into her cunt, almost out then hard back. "Oh fuck YES," she moaned, "yes uncle! Fuck your sexy little Sally. Fuck me hard." She was rapidly approaching yet another massive orgasm as she felt his cock swell and the first pulse of cum shoot inside. It pushed her over the top. "Oh yes uncle. Fill me with your cum. Fill your little niece with loads of cum!" She was totally into the situation now, all fear and apprehension forgotten. She was being fucked and she was enjoying every second!

Mike groaned as his cock spewed spunk into Sally's willing body. Pulse after pulsed filled her as her own orgasm, coming so quickly after the first, caused her cunt to tighten and try to milk more spunk. It was over so quickly - as ever - and Mike's cock slipped out of her. She looked up at him and smiled. "Thank you uncle," she said, "for 'punishing' me! Perhaps you can punish me a bit harder next time," she added breathlessly. He smiled back and nodded as he helped her down from the desk and into his arms. She was HIS!

"Not finished yet sweetheart," he whispered, "kneel and clean my cock with your mouth!"

She was shocked. She'd never even thought . . . His cock would be . . . "Uncle!?"

"Suck my cock Sally. Taste my spunk mixed with your juices!" She looked at him wide-eyed as he eased her to her knees. Again she knew she had no choice. She looked at his softened cock inches from her mouth. It glistened with pussy juice along its length and spunk dribbled from the tiny hole at the tip. She took a deep breath and reached for him. How bad can it be, she thought, as she bent her head and took his cock into her mouth. 

It felt strange to suck a soft cock - well one which stayed soft anyway she thought as she sucked it into her mouth. It didn't taste too bad really. She could differentiate between the taste of her and him and quite enjoyed the idea of getting all of him in her mouth - something she managed quite easily!

Mike was enjoying her total submission, sure she had never done this before but, with his cock so tender after his orgasm, couldn't take two much so, after an enjoyable few minutes, he stopped her. Lifting her to stand she was surprised when he kissed her lips. It was a long, tender kiss that made her so glad she had pleased him. "Thank you uncle. I enjoyed it so much."

"Enough to want to do it again?"

"Yes," she whispered softly, "yes uncle. I liked being punished." She took a deep breath and burned her boats. "Perhaps, next time, I will get to know the riding crop a bit better!"

"If you want to," he said quietly, "you WILL be punished! But only if you agree." She sighed in the knowledge that he wouldn't really hurt her - unless she wanted him to! He smiled then, "Come Sally," he whispered tenderly, "let's get you dressed."

She looked around. "I can't . . . in those."

"No," he smiled. "Put those knickers on while I dress then we'll get you dressed more conservatively." She pulled the knickers on conscious of the copious amount of spunk he had shot into her and watched him quickly dress. He was ready soon then led her to the changing room. There she made to go to the toilet.

He smiled as he caught her arm. "No Sally. Take my spunk home with you!"

"I . . . I can't!"

"You will Sally, and keep it all night to remind you of the photo's and the video." This reminded her again that she had to do as he said so she dressed, knickers pressing on a pussy held tight to keep the spunk inside.

Both dressed now, Mike drove her home, dropping her around the corner from her house. As she walked away she felt his cum and that reminded her of his cock. She smiled to herself. 'I did it' she thought with pride, 'I did it'! And I'm going to do it again she thought as she squeezed her bottom cheeks together. Mike saw her hips sway and rehearsed his next taking of Sally. The riding crop would mark those tender cheeks and then his cock would fill her arse with cum!



A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 03



Hi,

This one is anal so, if you don't like that, miss this part. There is also the slightest suggestion of incest [fantasy role play only]. 

Part 3 - Stacey

It was Thursday morning and Stacey shivered as she stood naked in the changing room waiting for him as she had been told to do. The others had left her alone, as he had also instructed. She wasn't cold, the room was comfortably warm, she was nervous. No, she thought, I'm scared!

She had carried out all the instructions in the note he passed to her before she left on Wednesday evening. Shower first then 'prepare' herself. She shuddered as she remembered Barbara telling her just what that meant. The enema kit was waiting for her when they'd all got to work and the others had tried to calm her. She knew, however, that she was going to experience something she had never done before. Oh she'd fantasized about it for so long, even experienced toys used by herself and her friends during their occasional evenings together but she had never had a stiff cock in her bum! Now she would have no choice if she was to save herself and her friends.

She looked at herself in the large wall mirror he had put there. So unused to seeing herself like this, naked and available she supposed. Her blonde hair hung to her gently sloping shoulders. Her breasts stood firm and proud (her best point she thought) with nipples, for some reason she dare not explain, hardening. She ran her hands over her fulsome hips as she wondered, with some trepidation, just what he had in store for her.

Then the door opened startling her and producing a soft, "Oh!" as she tried to cover her nakedness with her hands. 

Entering the room Mike took in Stacey's naked beauty and her ineffective attempt to cover herself. "Now, now Stacey no shyness. Hands by sides. Let me see those lovely tits!" She took a deep breath and forced her hands to her sides. She couldn't meet his eyes which seemed to burn into her body. She felt herself blush, a blush which rapidly seemed to spread over her whole body as he walked around the room examining his prize.

She jumped and gasped in surprise as she heard his voice whisper in her ear, "You are very lovely Stacey, very lovely indeed!" She could hardly breathe as she felt his clothing touch her arse and back. His hands reached round and cupped her tits, squeezing quite hard. "We shall have some fun with these tonight," he whispered and she shuddered in fear - or was it anticipation?

She felt him move away then his hands on her hips stroking down across her arse. Another gasp as she felt his finger stroke her anus and forward to her pussy then back again. She was so embarrassed standing here like this but it was to get worse!

"Kneel up on the couch Stacey: time to move on!" She looked at the lovely sofa he had provided for them - another item for which he found a new use! She felt a light slap on her bum. "Up you get Stacey." She moved quickly then.

Mike watched in pleasure as her bottom swayed enticingly when she moved. All four had the most gorgeous bums: bottoms to die for. All proud and fulsome but as far as he had yet seen he liked Stacey's the best. He would take them all in time but Stacey's was virgin. He had heard that as he listened to the video his hidden cameras had captured and that was why he had determined to take her anus first. To break her to his cock!

Stacey knelt on the edge of the sofa then felt him near. "Forward a bit," he said moving her with his firm hands, "and stick that lovely arse out." She did. She felt his hands spreading her knees apart opening her completely. "Look Stacey, you can see yourself in the mirror." She turned her head and saw this woman kneeling on the sofa, tits hanging down and bum thrust out behind. It was her. She whimpered in embarrassment as she heard his soft laugh.

"Very beautiful! And now . . ." He came round in front of her picking up the small box her had brought with him. ". . . For your 'surprise'!" 'What could he mean'? she thought - then knew. He opened it before her eyes. Inside were three things. A butt plug (she knew what they looked like), a vibrator, and a tube of lubrication.

She spoke for the first time, "Wha . . . What are you going to do to me," she managed to ask hesitantly.

He smiled. He has got a nice smile, she thought. "Have some fun," he said, "bring you on!" She didn't understand that but figured she soon would! He took the butt plug and held it in front of her face. "You know what this is Stacey, don't you?" She swallowed, too embarrassed the find the words, and couldn't meet his eyes nor look at the plug. Fingers gently stroked her cheek then lifted her chin so that she had to look. "Come now Stacey, you know what this is for?" She managed a nod. He ran the tip along her lips. She had to see it now. A soft, pinkish red in colour, it was about 5 inches long and widening from the tip to about three quarters of an inch at it's widest. It narrowed again then a broad flange to prevent the plug going right in.

"Well?" he said.

"It's . . . It's a . . . butt plug."

"And what is that used for?"

"I . . . I . . . Errrm. Ohhhhh! Don't make me!" 

He laughed, "Come now Stacey. The word is the deed!" What does he mean, she thought? 

She took a deep breath. "It's for . . . my bottom."

"And what there."

"Oh please! Don't make me say. Please!" He stared at her, making her reply by force of will. "To put in my bottom," she rushed out. He's going to, she thought and, strangely felt a tingling in her tummy.

"Good!" he said as he pushed the tip against her lips. "Suck!" he commanded. Her eyes met his and she knew then that he would brook no refusal. Opening her mouth she sucked the tapering plug inside. He fucked her mouth gently for a few moments then moved behind her. She felt his hand on her arse stroking her cheeks. She could feel the coolness on her anus, her knees so wide that she was stretched open and completely at his mercy. Then a cold liquid on her anus that made her gasp.

"Some lubrication Stacey darling," he said. It must have been the tip of the plug she felt probing her tight bottomhole then stroking up and down her open valley. She gasped again as more lubrication was applied and then held her breath as the tip pushed harder against the muscle which clenched tight shut. "Stacey, Stacey, sweetheart. Open up: relax. You WILL enjoy!"

She realised she had no choice if she were to save them all so she sighed and, by force of will, relaxed the muscle allowing the plug to push into her virgin arse. She felt on fire there as he pushed the plug through her sphincter muscle. She felt it stretch and groaned as the widest part entered her then the plug slid home. "Oh dear! Ooooohhhhh!" she murmured feeling so full. She felt his hand leave then and, looking sideways in the mirror, saw that he was holding the vibrator.

"Look at yourself Stacey, look in the mirror!" She saw a woman kneeling wantonly on a sofa, her legs spread. A butt plug was stuck in her bottom, stretching, filling. Her tits hung down and she was ashamed to see her nipples were hard.

"So," he said as he stroked the vibrator over her bum cheeks, "what shall we do with this?" She could only moan in reply, the plug filling her arse sending strange feelings across her body. Then the vibe moved from her bottom to her pussy and, switched on, began to stroke back and forth along her nether lips.

"Ooohhh FUCK!" she said as it fixed on her clit. "Oh FUCK. Oh please," she sobbed - for now he was slowly moving the plug in her arse, gently fucking her in time with the vibrator teasing her clit. "Oh NO, no! Please!!!" she moaned as her body betrayed her and she shuddered in orgasm.

Mike was enjoying himself bringing on the lovely Stacey like this. His cock was hard in his trousers but he restrained himself as he watched her tight little anus slip along the butt plug. He continued to tease both arse and clit as she moaned, her juices flowing and her body shivering through orgasm. Finally she quieted and was unable to stop herself flopping forward on the couch with the butt plug deep in her bum hole.

She wasn't allowed to rest, however, as his hands gripped her hips and pulled her up. "Now Stacey, your instructions," he said. "You will keep this," he eased the butt plug in and out then back, "in for the rest of the day."

"Oh no! I can't! Not all day - please."

"You WILL! You will show yourself to Barbara every hour and she will ensure that it is fully inserted." She sobbed quietly, realising how embarrassed she would be but she couldn't understand why she felt excited as well! "At 4:00 o'clock when the others leave you will shower and prepare your bottom for my cock. Do you understand?"

"Must I?"

He smiled and stroked her cheek, "Yes Stacey, my dear, you must. You will enjoy it Stacey, be assured of that, and so will I," he added smiling, "when I take your virgin arse and shoot my cum inside you! Now get dressed."

As he stood watching her she struggled with the conflicting emotions coursing through her body. His cock in her arse! His cum inside her body, up her arse! Why were so many conflicting feelings coursing through her body. Fear: not really. Nor could she ignore the feeling of fullness in her bottom and the picture in her mind of his cock replacing it! Apprehension and anticipation warred within her. Would she have to suck him as well and swallow his cum just like Belinda? Or would he punish her like Sally? Her mind was in turmoil as she finally finished dressing, wondering, wondering.

The day seemed to fly by and, after the first couple of times, she lost her embarrassment at having to lift her skirt and pull her knickers down to show Barbara the plug. She couldn't avoid it because, a couple of times, he had watched through his office window. She was surprised that, after some initial discomfort and feeling full, she got to like the sensations generated in her arse as she moved. She sat idly wondering what he would do; what his big cock would feel like in her mouth, her pussy, her bottom. She found herself becoming excited at the thought of being; well she would use the word Belinda did, used by him. Both Belinda and Sally had enjoyed their experience with him, she thought, I hope I will.

At 4:00 o'clock they all gathered in the changing room. Belinda and Sally telling her that it would be all right. "I was scared at first Stacey," Belinda told her, "but I enjoyed it at the end. You will too!"

"Yes," said Sally, "he frightened me at the start but it was lovely when he . . . Oh you know Stacey!"

"But . . . he's going to . . . Oh heck Barbara. I've never done that!"

Barbara cuddled her, "I think he will be gentle," she said. "It might sting a little at first. Try to relax and enjoy it." She was still nervous as they all kissed her before leaving. Stacey couldn't really say how she felt because the thought of what was to happen seemed both to excite and scare her. She knew she had no choice but to submit to him and in a way that quite excited her. To be his totally; giving every part of herself as she had never before. Thinking these thoughts, she finally removed the anal plug and showered before preparing her bottom for ravishment. Strangely she almost enjoyed that as well and the idea of getting herself ready for a man.

He had told her to come to him naked but hadn't said anything about the toy. She thought for a few moments then decided to put it back. The thought actually thrilled her and she quite enjoyed the whole thing. Reaching back she spread a little lube across her still tight bottom hole, worked it into herself with a finger and then eased the plug slowly inside. She was surprised how easily it slipped into her anus and at how good it felt. Been there all day, she thought with a secret smile, I must be getting used to it! With one last glance in the mirror and a deep breath, she made her way through the deserted outer office to his door. Standing just outside the door she took a deep breath, ran her hands down her body, wiggled her bottom - and felt, with a little flash of surprise, some pleasure - then knocked on the door.

"Come in Stacey," he said and she opened the door. He was standing by the desk and he was naked! She noticed quickly that one hand gripped his erect cock. She felt herself reddening and was unable to meet his eyes.

"Come here Stacey," he said softly, "and stand up on the table." She raised her eyes, quickly flashing a glance at his erection, noting the size with increased apprehension then focussed on the coffee table he was indicating. She didn't want to stand up there, on show, naked, but she knew she had no choice so, moving slowly now, Stacey crossed the room and climbed on the table. She could almost feel his eyes as they roamed over her body.

Mike watched her as she climbed on the table. This brought her pussy and arse almost to eye level and he gloried in her shape as his eyes roamed over her nubile body. "Turn Stacey," he said with a smile, "and show yourself to me!" She began to tremble then. To be examined like this by a men. It was humiliating but, she couldn't understand why, it was exciting as well. She could feel that familiar 'fizz' between her legs and strange warmth in her tummy that seemed to be linked to the fullness in her bottom. "Come Stacey," he said sternly giving her arse a sharp slap. She yelped in surprise and met his eyes. He smiled and she knew just then that, like Belinda and Sally before - and likely Barbara would be in the future - she was his.

Taking a deep breath which, incidentally, made her lovely tits stand proud, she began to turn. Mike watched her finally succumb and knew he would have little trouble gathering this lovely woman into his 'harem'. He saw her delicate pussy; mound above covered in neatly trimmed pale hairs, and looked forward to exploring her cunt with tongue, fingers, and cock. He took in the wonderful sweep of her hips then her gorgeous arse. He noted with surprise the butt plug still in place between her fulsome cheeks. 

He put his hand on her bum, "Stop Stacey darling. That's very good," he said, "you must like it there," he continued as he turned the plug.

"Oooohhhh ," was about all Stacey could manage as her bottom hole felt on fire.

"Well Stacey, do you like it?"

"I . . . I don't . . . I don't . . . Ooohhh what are you doing to me?" Mike was using the fingers of one hand to open her bottom cheeks whilst the other fucked the plug back and forth in her arsehole.

"I'm fucking your tight little bottom with a butt plug," he said watching the elastic muscle of her anus cling to the plug and imagining how it would feel later around his cock! "Now tell me Stacey - do you like it?"

Her knees felt weak now; the warmth in her tummy seemed to be growing ever hotter and the stinging fullness in her arse making her clit tingle. "Oh fuck! Please, oh please! I can't . . . Oh fuck!" He was ramming the plug hard into her body when the warmth exploded inside her. It was like nothing she had experienced and she became unable to stand as a pleasure like never before flooded her body. Her legs collapsed and she would have fallen but for his support. Taking her weight he lowered her body down onto the table where she rested for a few moments.

"Well Stacey," he said with a smile, "it appears that you do like it. Like your bottom filled!"

"Oh please! No! Oh dear . . . I didn't . . . I couldn't!" She was confused. Her body had betrayed her, the plug in her arse, filling her, had sent strange feelings, intense feelings, and she was ashamed. How could she feel like that? Her heart fluttered at the thought of his cock there but she knew that, secretly and deep inside, she wanted, needed him to take her there.

Mike allowed her a little time to recover then whispered in her ear. "Its time to move on Stacey darling, to a new surprise!"

"Oh please!" she pleaded, "no more!"

He laughed. "My dear Stacey, lots more yet - look," and he turned her head towards his still erect cock. "You have to get much better acquainted with that," laughing he added, "with mouth, cunt, and arse!" She looked at him wide-eyed then at his erection. She knew then, with no doubt, just how she would be used this evening. She looked into his eyes and saw no chance that he would not take her in every way. Turning her eyes away, she accepted her fate - for she had no choice!

Mike saw her surrender then and knew he had her. Desire for this beautiful married woman welled up in him. He would use her body this night. Mouth first; then he'd fuck her tits, and then use his mouth to make her gush - or 'fizz' as they called it. Then fuck her hard! By then she would be ready for her final trial - the breaching of her tight little anus. He smiled to himself at the thought.

"Now," he said firmly, "kneel on the table and stick that lovely bottom out. We are going to introduce it to a new playmate!"

"What! Oh please . . .!" She watched as he took a box from the desk then brought it in front of her eyes.

"There," he said with a smile as he opened the box and showed her the contents," a new surprise!" It was another butt plug. A little longer than the one he had just used on her and wider, well over an inch she thought then quickly glanced at his erection. Now she could see, could compare, she shuddered. His erect cock was almost twice as wide and much longer! "Well Stacey," he said as she looked back at the plug. Attached to, or even part of it, was a 'tail' about 18 inches long - rather like a horse's tail. The plug was bright red, the tail black and silky.

"What . . . What is that . . . for?" she asked hesitantly.

He smiled that nice smile, "It's for your bottom." he said. "You can learn to sway it!"

"Please," she pleaded, "don't make me. I'm so ashamed. I . . . can't! Please."

He smiled, "Come now Stacey! You enjoyed this tiny one," he held the first plug in front of her eyes, I'm sure you will enjoy this one even more!"

"I can't," she sobbed, "it's too big!" She knew, however, that that wasn't the only reason. She was frightened that she would enjoy it, succumb to her own innermost desire to be completely used, totally taken by this man stepping over her fantasies. She felt him move round behind her and his hands stroke the soft cheeks of her bottom. Then the sudden coolness of lubrication on her anus making her gasp. She felt pressure on the tight ring of her arsehole as his finger massaged the lubrication into her back door.

"Ooohhh! Please, I can't!"

"Oh but you can Stacey and you will!" After adding a little more lube Mike used the tip of the butt plug to open her up, teasing her sphincter with the tip, then pushing past the resistance.

"Ooooohhhhh fuck!" she managed as the breath exploded from her mouth, "its sooo big!" she moaned as the plug slid home and pleasantly filled her tight little arse. Mike twisted the plug inside her eliciting a long, low moan from Stacey. He smiled at the sight of her bottom sporting her new tail.

"Up Stacey," he said smiling, "let me see that gorgeous bottom sway your tail."

Stacey sobbed as she climbed to her feet and stood on the table. She had never felt so vulnerable or so humiliated so why was her pussy tingling and the warmth in her tummy growing again. "Ooooww!" she gasped as he slapped her bottom.

"Come Stacey, sway!" he said with a smile as he stood back to watch her. She felt herself reddening but knew she had to try so she began to wiggle her bottom. 

"Owwwww!" Another slap.

"Sway," he laughed, "sway Stacey don't wiggle!"

"I . . . can't. I don't know . .!" She was close to tears, fearing how he would react if she was unable to comply. She recalled the crop that he had used on Sally and was sure he would punish her with it should she fail to obey his instructions.




A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 03



That was not Mike's intent however. He would 'punish' them all in time and stripe their fulsome arses with the crop for his pleasure but not now. He sensed her nervousness and came close saying, as he stroked her bottom cheeks, "You can do it Stacey darling. Move from the hip," he tapped her there, "it's a whole body thing," he continued as he stepped away. Persuasion worked better than fear at this point! She tried, swaying her hips rather than her bottom: then a feeling of triumph as she felt the tail - her tail -- moving, swishing back and forth. She had the movement now, was enjoying it, and strangely began to enjoy pleasing him.

Mike stood watching her body move. It was obvious that she didn't yet realise that her movements, as well as swinging her tail, were causing her magnificent tits to move in a very enticing way. I'm going to have to fuck her soon, he thought, can't go on much longer. He had pondered on taking a pill for tonight's pleasures and had decided against wanting to truly experience the taking of her anal virginity but that meant only the one dose of cum. He needed to maintain control: something that was becoming increasingly difficult as this sensuous married woman was slowly broken to his will. He moved to sit on the couch. "Very good Stacey, now let me see you walk around the room and show me your tail."

She carefully stepped from the table and walked, somewhat self consciously, back and forth. She couldn't help but notice that his hand gently stroked his erection. "Kneel now Stacey and shake that bottom at me!" She did, quite enjoying the sway of the tail. "Good," he smiled, "very good. Now come here on your hands and knees. I have a cock that needs sucking!"

She took a deep breath and began to cross the room towards the man who was coming close to owning her body. She knew that it had begun; soon her virgin arse would be taken. His legs opened as she approached and he motioned her between. Soon she found her face inches away from his stiff cock.

"Go to work with that lovely mouth Stacey," he said lifting her chin, "suck my cock!" Seemingly her hands moved of their own volition, rose, and gripped the pillar of flesh. This was something she could do she thought as she began to gently masturbate him. A deep sigh escaped his lips when her tongue flicked across the tip of his cock. She tasted the pre cum spread across the end, salty and tart, then bent her head and closed her mouth around the swollen knob.

"Oh yes Stacey, yes," he moaned when she sucked more of his cock inside the warm and wet paradise of her mouth. One hand continued to wank the base of his cock whilst the other weighed his balls, stroking and caressing. Rounding her lips on his cock, Stacey began to bob her head up and down sucking as she did so. Her tongue washed his head as his cock moved in and out.

Mike was in a quandary: the desire to fill her mouth with spunk warring with the desire to take her arse. He had to stop her! She was good, very good but it was enough. Hand on her head he said, "Enough Stacey. Stop now!" Stacey reluctantly raised her head. Not only was she enjoying his cock in her mouth but she had also thought that, if she could make him cum, he might not take her arse.

"Come closer Stacey," he ordered as she looked meekly into his eyes, "bring those lovely tits near." Kneeling up a bit more she moved further between his legs. His hands caressed her tits: stroking, squeezing, pulling nipples. She moaned, enjoying his hands on her. "Take my cock Stacey and stroke your nipples with the tip." Surprised, no one had ever done that, she did. The feeling of the saliva covered head of his cock on her nipples was exciting and, without his bidding, she bent her head again to wet the end with mouth and tongue tasting his pre-cum. This movement and kneeling was also moving the plug in her arse, warming her, filling her and she felt heat rising somewhere inside her body.

"Closer," he said. She moved closer and his erection found its natural home in the valley between her breasts. "Squeeze them together!" She looked up at him wide-eyed. "Squeeze those lovely tits around my cock Stacey." He smiled, "surely you've had those gorgeous tits fucked before?"

She shook her head, "No," she whispered, "no one has ever done that."

"Well," he said with a smile, "here you are about to have your tits fucked for the first time and with a 'tail' hanging from your bottom!"

She blushed, "Oh please don't!" she whispered.

He smiled, "Don't what Stacey?"

"I . . . I don't . . ." She couldn't voice her conflicting desires or feelings then. The warmth in her tummy was growing as the butt plug in her arse moved with her. The tingle in her clit increasing as she felt the hot touch of his cock squeezed between her breasts. "Please! I can't! Please don't make me! I've never . .!"

He smiled and stroked her cheek as she gazed up into his eyes. "Stacey, oh lovely Stacey," he said softly, "no such words as 'can't' or 'never'. You will do it now! Everything Stacey: everything you ever imagined and more." She shook her head.

"Please!"

"Do you want the pictures and video seen then?" he said nodding towards the desk. "Do you want to let down your friends?" Mike was enjoying this control for he could see the final surrender in her eyes. "Well Stacey?"

She knew then that she had been kidding herself before. Pretending, even to herself, that she was his. No pretence now! She saw the sensuous hardness in his eyes a she glanced into them. She knew he would brook no refusal - but did she really want to refuse? She knew now that he WOULD use her, use her hard and, somewhere deep inside she realised that she wanted to be used. His cock, throbbing between her sensuous breasts, and the plug stretching and filling her bottom were singing to her. Starting her on a journey of both pain and pleasure - and it was a journey which she realised she wanted to take.

She bent her head then, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip of his cock as she squeezed her tits together around it. Her eyes met his in total surrender. "Fuck my tits," she whispered.

"I didn't hear that Stacey," he said with a knowing smile.

"Fuck my tits please Mike!"

"And then what?"

"Me!?" she whispered softly unsure of what to ask for. She wanted him in her pussy. It felt so empty now. Her bottom was full, so full; she wanted to feel her pussy full like that.

"You?" he said as he slowly moved his cock between her breasts. "Well?"

"My pussy," she responded breathlessly.

He gave her no mercy. "And then?"

She was unable to look at him as she whispered so softly, "Whatever you want!" unable to say the words.

"And you know what that is don't you Stacey darling?"

"Yes!"

"Then tell me!"

She looked away and forced herself to whisper, "My bottom."

"I didn't hear you Stacey," he said as his hand lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

She had to say it now, say it to his face with eyes locked. He would know! "You want to fuck my bottom!" she gushed.

"And you want me to?" She could only nod in agreement, her surrender total!

"Say it them Stacey. Tell me you want your arse fucke!"

She swallowed. How could she say that. Ask him to . . . But she had to, she knew that so, taking a deep breath she met his eyes. "Fuck me in the arse please!" Relief flooded over her. She had done it, said it. It would happen and he would not punish her.

He smiled, "Good Stacey, very good. Now, let me fuck these lovely tits!" He did! As she squeezed her breasts together he moved his cock between. Each time the head appeared she flicked out her tongue. Then she decided she cold reach the head with her mouth so, on each upward stroke, she sucked him just a little bit inside.

Mike was in heaven; her ample breasts were warm and soft around his cock, and her mouth kissing the tip wonderful. Much more of this and he would cover her face with cum. He would do that another day, thinking in passing how nice it would be to see cum dripping from her rosy cheeks, but not today!

"Enough Stacey," he said as he stood lifting her with him. She felt his hands running over her body, tracing the shape of her waist, her hips, her bottom. He teased the butt plug, turning it inside her, and was rewarded with a gasp. He covered her lips with his then and she melted into his arms. It was a long sensuous kiss that left her weak at the knees. Then he lifted her gently onto the couch and, kneeling, opened her legs wide.

He could see her pussy; wet with her juices, and the plug jutting from her bottom, tail hanging down. So, so sensual for she had such a fuckable arse! A tiny little star stretched around the plug. She was looking up at him, waiting, wondering, wanting. He bent his head to her sex and she gasped as his mouth closed over her cunt. He ran his tongue up and down her slit, teasing the wet lips of her pussy before probing inside. Next her clit: first with his tongue swirling over it, then his lips pressing on the swollen pleasure nub. She was almost there when he began to slip the plug in and out of her arse.

"Oh FUCK!," she screamed as all the pleasures combined and yet another orgasm began. Mike watched pleasure surge across her body as he removed the plug and lowered his body to hers. Taking cock in hand he pointed the head at her pulsating sex and drove inside sending her sailing even higher. He would have liked to fuck her with the plug still in but he had decided to save that pleasure for the next time.

"Oh yes, yes, yes. Fuck me M . . ." Images crashed through her mind. Fantasies flashing before her eyes. "Oooohhhhh. Fuck me . . . . 'daddy'," was finally clawed from her lips. "Fuck me please! Fuck me hard!"

Pleased to see her enjoying herself, he fucked her vigorously watching her body surrender to orgasm after orgasm. Finally she was finished and he withdrew but not to allow her rest.

"Turn over Stacey, and kneel: time to take that lovely arse." She looked up at him demurely and slowly turned. She was ready for this: her surrender total. Her arse felt empty now the plug had gone and she was becoming excited by the idea of his massive cock replacing it. She knelt up then felt his hands on her body: pushing her head to the couch, dipping her back, and widening her knees further apart. She felt cool air on her anus then the cold of gel being applied. His fingers fluttered over her bottom then one, surely the fattest she thought, began to work the lubricant into her bottomhole. Slowly at first then, as more gel was added, quicker and deeper causing her to gasp in surprise then moan in something close to pleasure. 

Mike looked down on her bottom; cheeks spread wide apart, her virgin hole completely available. One finger, his middle, was probing and lubing her arse: shallow at first then deeper and faster. He enjoyed her groans of pleasure then surprised her by adding a second and pushing deep inside. "Oh shit!" she cried as he fucked the lubricant deep into her. She groaned as fingers turned, opening her even more. 

Just one more drop of lube then some to his erection and Mike was ready. Holding his cock steady he placed the head at the slight depression of her anus. She groaned as she felt him there then gave a loud cry as he forced, suddenly, against her sphincter.

"Oh fuck!" she cried as the cockhead breached her virginity and slipped inside. "Oh fuck! It's so big. Oooohhhh! Please!" What did she want? It hurt, was stinging, but she felt so full, stretched, possessed, and it was almost something else - good. Well perhaps not good yet but soon to be she hoped. She had no choice, however, for Mike was going to take her arse now - whether she liked it or not. He hoped the former as her gripped her hips and pushed another three inches into her rectum.

"Oh god! Oh fuck. It hurts! You're breaking me in half," she moaned but, even as she did so she realised that she was enjoying the pain. So full, so totally HIS! He was using HER body for his pleasure. She realised, as pain and discomfort began to turn into something else, that this was what she had always wanted. To be used, taken, abused even, by a man. The cock in her arse was filling her, warming her insides, owning her. 

Mike stopped then, giving her time to adjust to half of his cock buried in her arse. It was difficult for, looking down, he could see his cock spearing the cheeks of her bottom, stretching her anus around its girth. Her virgin arsehole was hot, hot and slippery with lube, and close to heaven. He needed to fuck her though, to make her his, her arse especially. So tight, so hot, so heavenly.

Stacey tried to calm herself, taking deep breaths as Barbara had suggested. Then she tried to relax: not only her sphincter and rectum but her whole body. She felt his cock filling her up. She knew more was to come - how much - and waited, scared but somehow excited.

Mike began to move, not deeper but out. She groaned," No!" What did she mean? Not enough time to find for he began to move back again, fucking her tight, virgin bottom with just half his cock. Strange sensations were surging through her body. She felt as if a tide was washing back and forth inside her, coming in when he filled her, going out when he left. She was getting used to the feeling of his cock between her cheeks and beginning to enjoy it's sliding in the tight tube of her rectum. The heat in her tummy was increasing, somehow linked to the tingling in her clit. Not good yet but close!

A long drawn out sigh escaped her lips as she realised he was driving just a little deeper every now and then. Mike could see almost 3/4 of his cock buried now and, stopping again, he leant forward. His hands grasped her tits and squeezed, capturing nipples between fingers.

"Well Stacey?" he whispered in her ear.

"Oh M . . . Daddy! It feels so big. It fills me right up," she responded breathlessly. "Ooooohhhhh! Yessss!" she moaned as he continued to fuck her tight married arse.

"You like it Stacey? Like my cock fucking your tight married bottom?"

"Oh yes. Yes. Fuck me there daddy!" She was losing herself in fantasy now as the tide of his fucking continued.

"More Stacey, there is more. Do you want it?" It didn't really matter what she for she was going to get it anyway. Mike was determined to fill her virgin arse with all his cock and a large dose of spunk!

Stacey was losing control now and could only reply breathlessly, "Anything! I want it daddy . . . Mike. Aaaaaggggghhhh," she screamed as his hips crashed into her buttocks and she was filled, totally filled, by his throbbing erection. It felt as if she were just a toy to be used by him. Her arsehole just one receptacle for his hot cock and she enjoyed the feeling. It added to the warmth inside, warmth that was steadily increasing. She felt her anus stretched to the limit around the base of his cock. She felt the length and breadth of him filling her rectum. She felt happy!

Mike stilled then, again to allow her anus and rectum to become used to the intrusion. He could hear her moans as she buried her head in the couch. Hands gripped her hips and held her as he moved slowly out then back. At each thrust she groaned but, after a half dozen gentle thrusts, her groans changed from those of discomfort to pleasure. Adding more lubrication, he began to move quickly, thrusting hard and deep. The ring of her anus gripped him tightly, seeming not to want to let his cock leave, then stretching to let him back in. He knew he would not last for long in this tight virgin arsehole, particularly considering that he was taking her there whether she wanted it or not. That added even more spice to the wonderful experience of her tight, and virgin, arsehole.

It was time now for him as his thrusts speeded up and the slippery grip of her rectum and anus worked their magic. Balls tensed then and cock pulsed. Stacey received the first of the many loads of cum she would be taking in her no longer virgin arse. She felt his cock pulse, swell, and then shoot spunk into her. The warmth of him filled her and the tidal wave of her orgasm washed over her. Hands gripped the couch as his thighs slapped into her buttocks and his cock swelled and pulsed over and over again.

Stacey groaned as she felt his cum warm her insides. His cock was bigger just before it shot its load into her. Each pulse seemed to push her orgasm higher and higher, longer and longer until, finally, it reached a peak and she cried out his name.

Soon both were finished, orgasms leaving them defeated. Mike fell back on his haunches and watched Stacey's anus try to close and prevent his cum from leaking out. Then she flopped forward on her face shattered by what had happened to her. Mike lay down alongside her.

"Well?" he whispered.

"I never knew," she said softly, hand stroking his cheek, "I didn't realise that something that hurt could be good as well!"

"Does it hurt?" he asked quietly.

"Sore," she said.

"Come on," he said picking her up, "let's do something about that. Because, Stacey darling, you will have to get used to a cock in your arse!" She puzzled over his choice of words. 'A' cock in her arse rather than his: what did he have in store for her? Then she was surprised at being picked up and at the thought of his doing something about her sore bottom. She hadn't thought he would care after using her!

He carried her into the changing room and, after leaving her for a few moments so she could 'tidy up', returned where they showered together. He washed her body tenderly, drying it afterwards. He was enjoying running his hands over her, his latest possession, and she was enjoying his tender care. "A beautiful woman who has given up a private part of her body deserves to be cosseted," he had told her. She had blushed and shivered in delight that she had pleased him. Pleased him just like Belinda and Sally! 

After she was dry he embarrassed her again by making her lean forward on the bath while he applied soothing cream to her swollen anus. It seemed so right then that she had done this, given herself to him. How she would enjoy telling the others about this evening, this evening when he had taken her completely.

The wonderful thing she thought, as she walked towards her front door after he set her down, was that she couldn't wait for her arse to be filled again by his cock.



A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 04



Hi,

Just a warning, anal in this one as well and a DP!

Part 4 - Barbara

Chapter 1 -- Introduction

Barbara looked at herself in the mirror. 51, she thought, not bad! The dress had been amongst the things he had given her as she left work on Friday. She was amazed at how well it suited her. It highlighted her voluptuous figure, particularly her bottom, without making her look 'tartish'. It was cut far lower into her cleavage than anything she had worn for years but her modesty (however much he allowed her to keep after this night) was protected by the matching bolero top.

She was wearing one of the underwear sets that he had included in the clothes he had given her, pale lilac bra (amazingly the right size) and knickers with thigh length self supporting stockings. Finished off with matching 2 inch heeled shoes she looked, and felt, pretty good! Each underwear set had instructions and she wondered, with a shudder of apprehension, what was in store for her as she looked at the basque and the suspender set hanging in the wardrobe. She sighed and gave herself a resigned smile. It didn't matter really for she knew she was his just as her friends were. That didn't stop the flush of hot apprehension however.

Barbara, widowed years ago, had ceased to think of herself as sexy or attractive to men. Perhaps she carried a few pounds extra but most of it was in the right places - tits and bum she thought with a smile. Most of her pleasure came from the games her and her friends played at their monthly meetings.

Over the last week or so that had changed. Since Mike, the office manager and, by dint of the photographs and video, their master, had taken Stacey's rear virginity, she had felt his eyes on her. She knew it was to be her turn next - he had told her the Friday morning after that she must be ready this evening. From what he had said to the others she knew he would demand much from her. In a way that cheered her: he wanted her! It had been a while since she had felt that a man wanted her. And he was pretty good looking, could have any of the others whenever he wanted, but he wanted her!

Often during the last week she had noticed him watching her. Whenever she glanced in his direction he was looking. Looking with interest! She was experienced enough to know when a man was interested. By Thursday she was taking more care, choosing smart clothes - she even bought some new things on Wednesday evening - and taking more trouble over make-up and hair. The others had noticed and gently teased her on Thursday evening when they met. Going over everything again excited her no end although she couldn't help but feel apprehensive. She would be alone in her house with this man. Her three friends had reassured her however, all saying that he wasn't nasty really: manipulative, stern sometimes, and definitely demanding, but not unkind. They had all enjoyed giving themselves to him - and his taking! She had left feeling more confident about herself than she had for a long time.

Friday had only increased that feeling. He had called her in the office in the afternoon. She trembled as she knocked on the door. "Come," she heard and opened the door. He had stood to receive her. "Aahh Barbara. Do sit down," he said with a fulsome smile as he indicated the couch. Her mind was in turmoil knowing what had happened to Sally and Stacey on it! She looked shyly into his eyes. He smiled softly, "Don't worry Barbara," he said, "nothing will happen today. I just wanted to give you some clothes for the weekend."

Weekend? "Weekend?" she asked quizzically.

"I thought that we could spend Sunday together as well," he said with a smile.

"I . . ." she stuttered in surprise. Again conflicting feelings. He actually wanted to spend more time with her! But what would he do to her? She flushed with both pleasure and embarrassment at these thoughts. Mind you, she thought to herself, it doesn't really matter because I have to agree.

Mike continued to look at her awaiting her reply. Of course she knew she had no choice but he was enjoying making this lovely mature woman realise that she was extremely attractive. Her body had curves in all the right places and he was particularly fond of her, very shapely, bottom. She was quite pretty facially with nice, bedroomy, eyes and a mouth with lips he was looking forward to feeling around his cock. She needed to know all that however and to help that he had bought some things for her.

She took a deep breath, met his eyes, and smiled. "Sunday night as well?" she asked cheekily.

"If you can manage it," he said smiling back. She shuddered. What did he have in store for her? "Now, some plans. Firstly - tomorrow evening we'll go out for dinner. Wear these," he gave her the first package. "These are for later," he continued with a smile, giving her two more packages which she later found contained the other underwear. He smiled again, "This last package is for you to use," he said, "just in case you don't have the necessary items!" He opened the box and showed her the contents. She took a deep breath. Now she knew something of what she could expect. In the box were the necessary items for her to prepare herself for anal sex. The enema kit and lubricant - flavoured she noticed - together with several anal plugs and dildoes. She wasn't really surprised. They all knew that his particular preference was their bottoms. Although he had only taken Stacey there [she smiled inwardly as she remembered an excited Stacey telling them all how good it was] he had told both Belinda and Sally that he would in the future. He had also hinted that he looked forward to taking Barbara by that route. All those toys though!? Another deep breath as she met his eyes again. He was smiling.

She smiled submissively back, took the packages and stood. She felt so . . . How did she feel? Ready? Scared? Excited? All of those feelings and many more! He stood with her and, placing his hands on her shoulders, kissed her cheek. "I shall look forward to tomorrow evening Barbara." She blushed! Now she was looking up into his eyes through her eyelashes! Stop practising the coquette she told herself firmly - at your age! She couldn't help it though as he stood so close. He is tall, she thought, and handsome. Finally she smiled again and hurriedly left.

 Chapter 2 - Scene 1 - The Car

So here she was. It was 7:15 and she was ready as he had asked. She had worn the small butt plug for most of the day as instructed and had made herself ready for any type of sex. Her heart was beating and the blood rushing around her body. She felt flushed with anticipation and not a little apprehension as butterflies danced in her tummy. For all that she did feel a tingling in between her legs at the thought of the night ahead.

The doorbell startled her and she sped downstairs. Opening it she saw Mike standing there with a smile on his face. It took her a moment to realise that there was another man standing next to him. "Good evening Barbara," he said with a big smile, "may we come in?" Confused, she stepped aside and motioned them into the hallway. "This is my son Craig." Mike said, "He'll be joining us for the weekend."

Barbara was too stunned to say anything, just stood there glancing from one to the other. They simply stood and waited for her reaction. "I . . . didn't . . . I can't . . . I haven't!"

"More for you to enjoy Barbara," Mike said. "I've shown Craig the pictures and he was very impressed." He's reminding me that I have no choice, she thought. Barbara blushed right down to her cleavage as she met the young man's appraising eyes. "He's just come back from 12 months on the Antarctic research station," he laughed, "Very lonely! I told him about you ladies so here he is!"

Barbara looked at him more closely. Just a little taller than his father, Craig was slimmer and, if anything, even better looking than his dad. Lovely deep blue eyes looked out on her as his mouth smiled. "Dad's told me so much about you all," he said as he brought her hand to his mouth and kissed the back, "especially the lovely Barbara!"

Oh my god, she thought gazing up at him coquettishly, he is lovely! Then - but he's young enough [she figured early 20's] to be your son. That thought sent a quiver of excitement running through her body. This handsome young man ACTUALLY wanted her! But two men? Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that would happen to her! Of course she'd seen threesomes with two men - and all that could happen - whilst surfing the net for their photos but two men with her? I'm 51, she thought, surely they don't . . . But she became aware then: aware of their eyes on her body. She saw desire there, desire for her body and she knew that it would be a very exciting weekend!

Mike watched as Barbara accepted the situation then smiled, "Time for dinner," he said, "you look ravishing," he continued, "doesn't she Craig?"

"Absolutely," replied Craig as he took her bolero to from the coat rack and slipped it over her shoulders. She sat next to Mike in the front seat of the car trying to hide her nerves. Unlike the others, she was unattached so being seen in public with an escort wasn't a problem but it had been an age since she had done anything like this with a man, let alone two!

The meal was a dream. They were perfect gentlemen treating her wonderfully the whole time. She noticed that they didn't drink very much and, towards the end of the meal, both took an orange pill. "What's that for?" she asked surprised that they should both take the same one.

Mike smiled as he whispered, "Vigour! It's Cialis Barbara love."

"Cialis?" she repeated, puzzled.

"It's like Viagra," he whispered, "only it lasts much longer!"

"Viagra?" she gasped, "Viagra!" She knew exactly what Viagra did - she'd read enough about. Now she thought about it she remembered Cialis. She looked from one to the other and contemplated the coming night. They were both looking at her, watching realisation dawn on her. They saw a degree of panic on her features as she considered what two men could do after taking these drugs.

Mike smiled. "Don't worry Barbara," he whispered, "you'll enjoy every minute." He looked at Craig, "Won't she Craig?"

"Most certainly dad," he said taking Barbara's hand in his. "We will enjoy it as well Barbara. It's an honour for me, a man young enough to be your son, to make love to such a lovely mature woman!"

Her heart fluttered at his smile which seemed to ignite a fire between her legs. She smiled shyly back as she realised that nothing mattered anyway. They would use her as they would. While Mike had the pictures and video she had no choice: but two men? She shivered, controlled her feelings and then continued with the meal.

At the car as they left Mike suggested that she sit in the back with Craig. She didn't demur and sat in the back seat and watched Craig get in. She realised as she sat that she felt just a bit woozy. She remembered she had drunk most of the wine. When she'd asked Mike had laughed saying that he didn't want to 'blunt his sword'. She'd blushed and laughed with him.

In the back she felt Craig's arm snake round her back and his hand rest upon her shoulder. She liked the feeling and moved closer, head resting on his shoulder. He was nice and warm and she felt comfy as she cuddled up to him. His hand, resting on her bare shoulder, was gently stroking. She didn't mind as she turned her head to look up into his eyes. She wanted something, she didn't know what, but when he bent his head to kiss her lips, she realised!

The kiss was warm and tender and sent shivers down her spine. It was repeated as she turned her body towards him, getting comfortable. His hand stroked her shoulder then wandered down onto her breast. She gasped as she felt his fingertips slide under the edge of her bra but then just enjoyed the feeling. She took a deep breath when she felt his other hand on her knee. Her dress had ridden up as she sat in the car and quite a bit of stocking was showing. What was happening to her? Here she was, a woman in her fifties, being seduced in the back of a car by a man young enough to be her son. In truth, she didn't care! His hand felt warm on her knee, stroking her skin through the nylon. She kissed him again, this time he probed with his tongue -- no slouch here she thought with an inner smile as she returned the favour and tasted his mouth.

Craig was in heaven. Never had he expected to have the pleasure of such a wonderful mature woman. Of course she was old enough to be his mother but she was bloody gorgeous. His first kiss had been rather tentative for, although his father had said she would do anything they told her to, he wasn't really sure. He was pleased when she returned the kiss with interest. He felt her shiver as his hand explored her naked shoulder and down into her cleavage: and again when he put his hand on her knee. His cock was as hard as it had ever been then, caused, not only the situation -- in the back of a car with his dad driving -- but this lovely woman who was so willing. He had to squirm a bit on the seat to ease the pressure of his erection but that enabled him to caress her knee more easily.

Barbara's breathing was deeper now, especially when he moved and her hand, inadvertently she was sure, landed at his groin. She couldn't help but feel the enormous bulge there. Oh god, she thought, he's hard! Bloody hard -- and big!

She was still then as his hand began to move up her leg, stroking gently back and forth. "Ohhhhhh!" she moaned as her hand, seemingly of its own accord, stroked the bulge in his pants. For me, she thought, as she opened her legs for his hand. She was wet, very wet, and the heat between her legs was becoming overwhelming. Craig's hand continued its upward path finally meeting the soft skin of her inner thigh.

"Oh god," she cried as she felt him there, felt the heat of his hand. He continued to stroke her tender skin, drawing circles with the tips of his fingers. "Please," she moaned into his kiss and slid her bottom forward on the seat. His hand touched the wet patch on her silk knickers then covered her pussy.

"Oh yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried as he began to stroke her cunt. She shuddered as pleasure surged through her body as his fingers played over her sex, pushing on lips and clit. "Oh my god!" With one hand stroking her cunt and the other squeezing her tit passion built and finally the dam burst. She was working her cunt on his hand, pushing against him when her orgasm hit taking her to heights she never thought to ascend again.

It took a few whirling moments for her to recover herself when she realised that, in her passion, her hand had grasped his cock through his pants. She looked up into his eyes. She felt wanton, sluttish, and capable of anything. This wonderful young man had brought her to orgasm, a wonderful orgasm. She must do the same for him - that's what sluts do!

She shifted her position, almost lying on the back seat, so that her head was close to his groin. Her hands fumbled at his fly and finally managed to release his cock. She gasped in shock at its size and shape. She had to hold it! Both hands measured the cock as they gently stroked. She saw at least 2 inches above her hands. It must be 9 inches, she thought as she licked her lips and looked from this gorgeous muscle to his eyes. She could see desire in his eyes and a silent plea.

It had been a while since she'd last sucked a real cock - and certainly one as big as this but she was going to suck this one! He was so young, she thought, young enough to be her son. A deep breath then as fantasies flew through her mind. One hand left his cock and delved into his pants and caressed his balls dragging a low moan from Craig's lips. This turned into a gasp as, first her tongue licked the oily precum from the tip of his cock, then her mouth closed over his cockhead and sucked.

"Oh fuck yes! Suck my cock!" She felt a hand on each side of her head as he thrust upwards into her mouth. She sucked him deep inside her mouth enjoying the flavour of him. This is it, she thought! Sucking cock in the back of a car! A mouth full of a young man's cock. Knickers wet, pussy throbbing yet again. Wanton!

Craig was having trouble controlling his cock! Orgasm was close before he could really enjoy the warm wetness of her mature mouth. She sucked again and ran her tongue over the head. It was too much. "Oh shit! Fuck," he shouted as his balls contracted and spunk flowed into her mouth.

She felt his cock swell between her lips as the first spurt of his man juice hit the back of her mouth. She managed to swallow quickly, hardly tasting his flavour, as several more pulses filed her mouth with the thick, creamy liquid. She raised her head to look at him, swirling his spunk around her mouth with her tongue. SLUT! She thought with a flash of pleasure, slut! Sucking this young man's cock in the back of a car! It tasted quite nice though: thick, creamy, salty and slightly bitter. She smiled at him as she swallowed his spunk then leant forward and kissed his mouth.

"Oh Barbara," he whispered softly as he felt her hands putting his softening cock away. She smiled quietly to herself as she settled back in the seat. Oh what a time I am going to have, she thought!

Chapter 3 - Scene 2 - The Hallway

They arrived back at her house soon after and Barbara led them to the front door. They both followed her in and, before she could even turn round, she felt Mike close behind. His arms wrapped around her body and his hands covered her tits pulling her back into him. "Slut," he whispered, "sucking cock in the back of a car!" She shivered as his hands squeezed her tits through her dress. "Well," he said, "what have you got to say for yourself?"

"I . . . I haven't . . . I didn't!" She could find nothing to say. She felt his erect cock pressing into her bottom and knew she was going to get fucked. His hands continued to massage her tits then stopped and, easing off the shoulder straps of her dress, lifted them out. The strapless bra quickly followed, ending up around her waist. Now his fingers tweaked, pulled, and twisted her nipples making her groan and push her bottom back at him.

"I know what you need," he said planting a firm slap on her bottom, "Kneel on the stairs Barbara," he said sternly.

"You can't, not here, not in the hallway!"

He laughed and sapped her bottom again. "I can Barbara and I will. Anywhere in the house and anywhere in you! Now, kneel on the third step and stick your bum out!" She knew she had to and she couldn't meet either pair of eyes as she meekly positioned herself as instructed.

"Craig, son, you come here and get her ready. Leave everything on. I need to get rid of these clothes." He moved into her sight then and she watched as he began to undress. She soon forgot that however as she felt her dress lifted over her back and hands begin to caress her bottom cheeks.

"She's got a lovely big arse dad," Craig laughed squeezing her cheeks, "looks great from here!" His hands stretched her knickers tight across her bottom before gathering them up and pulling them tight against her pussy and anus. She felt his hot breath then between her arse cheeks and down onto her cunt. Then he bit her pussy through the material. She sobbed in humiliation and pleasure.

He moved her knickers aside after he'd finished and saw her cunt and anus for the first time. This time he used his tongue, tasting her juices, running it as far forward as he could reach, and back then to her tiny bottomhole. As he touched it she groaned. He lifted his head.

"She tastes nice dad," Craig said, "and I think she likes her arse licked!" She gave out a quiet sigh. "Will we fuck her there?"




A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 04



"Oh yes son" he replied, "many times!" She shuddered as she heard this, quivering with apprehension.

"I've never done that," Craig said, "bet it's tight!" It was strange. When she heard this she was happy that she would be his first.

Mike laughed, "Yes Craig, she will be tight," he locked eyes with her, "in the beginning anyway!" He saw the worry, almost fear, in her eyes and smiled, enjoying his complete power over this attractive mature widow. "Now I need to fuck this lovely lady," he said stroking his erection. "Why don't you give her a cock to suck while I fuck her?" Mike took Craig's place behind her and she began to watch as Craig undressed.

Behind Barbara Mike gazed down at her knickers stretched over her bottom. The delightful spread of her fulsome cheeks drew his hands. He stroked, squeezed, and caressed the soft mounds of malleable flesh and, in doing so, widened her knees on the stair so her bum jutted even more. His fingers cupped her cunt, stroking through the material bring low moans from Barbara's mouth. She felt the knickers moved aside revealing her soaking lips in all their wanton splendour.

"Well Barbara?" he whispered as he gently fucked her with his fingers, "tell me Barbara!"

"I . . . I cant.! Oh please, please!" she sobbed the so softly it was difficult to hear, "Fuck me!"

"I didn't hear!" he said.

"Please - don't make me say it!" She felt so ashamed in front of these two men. Here she was, kneeling on the stairs in her hallway, bottom in the air. Her tits were hanging down with nipples swollen and throbbing and her skirt was up over her back! Her knickers, still on, were moved out of the way and she was about to be fucked. Rudely taken in her own hallway like a slut: and she wanted it! Wanted his cock deep inside - but to say it? To admit it to him would be the ultimate humiliation but she had to! "Fuck me," she said clearly, "fuck me - please!"

"My pleasure!" he laughed as he eased the tip of his cock between her swollen cunt lips.

"Oooohhhh yes!" she moaned as she felt him push inside. 'Fizzing' just didn't describe the feeling as more of his cock slipped inside her tight vagina - more like exploding! He began to move then, thrusting deep then back, fucking her! Yes, fucking her!

Mike looked down at the broad reach of her arse, his cock sliding back and forth between her swollen lips. Her tiny anus was flexing as he fucked her cunt hard and deep. He gripped her hips and worked her body on his cock, his thighs hitting her buttocks with a soft slap.

A tidal wave of pleasure crashed over her as she was fucked by his stiff cock. She moaned then, as her body 'fizzed' uncontrollably, and shouted, "Oh god! YES! Oh fuck meeeeee!" Her eyes had closed as she sank into pleasure and now she opened them to see another erect cock inches from her mouth. For a moment confusion reigned as she remembered that she had two cocks.

"Suck Barbara," she heard, "suck his cock while I fuck you!" In no fit state to refuse, she drew the swollen head of her sons - no! - his sons cock into her mouth. The cock in her cunt kept moving - surely he must shoot soon she thought. Oh god! She was 'fizzing' again! Craig's cock slipped from her mouth as she succumbed to Mike's cock.

Mike was fucking her hard now, hands gripping hips tightly as he thrust deep into her. It was too much! "Take it Barbara! Take my spunk!" He held her tightly against his thighs as he shot pulse after pulse into her hot cunt: a cunt gripping his cock tightly as Barbara's body tried to milk cum from his body.

Barbara shuddered as she felt cum shooting from his cock then nearly fainted as he pulled out. She saw Craig's cock in front of her eyes but hadn't the strength to cover it with her mouth. She felt hands on her body and, in a daze, was turned to face the man who owned her body.

"Kneel Barbara, wash my cock with your mouth. Clean me Barbara. On your knees and clean me!"

"I can't do that!" she managed to stutter. How could she? Kneel at a man's feet and suck his cock straight from her . . .! In her own hallway? "Please!"

He smiled, "Learn to OBEY Barbara. On your knees!"

She looked into his eyes and saw no turning back. Taking a deep breath she reached up and held his softening cock to her mouth. It was slick with her juices mixed with his spunk. Opening her mouth she surrendered and sucked the head inside. It's not so bad, she thought as she tasted herself - not for the first time - mixed with his cum. I could grow to like this! After a while of sucking his cock she became aware of Craig - and his cock! The bulbous head of his cock was inches away from her cheek. I want to suck that, she thought - hussy! Turning her head she left Mike's cock and turned to Craig's massive prick, opened her mouth and sucked that cock inside.

Craig fucked her face as she gazed up into his eyes then Mike stepped in. "Enough son," he said, "she needs a rest, to calm down." His hands lifted her and then took her completely by surprise when he gently kissed her lips. "Come Barbara," he whispered, "bathroom." Then he turned to Craig, "Let's help Barbara." She stood, ashamed, bra and dress around her waist, tits hanging free. Knickers stretched and cum dripped from her pussy, running down her leg. She sobbed, resting her head on his shoulder.

He held her and whispered, "Sweet Barbara! Now you are mine," and he kissed her cheek tenderly. Then, turning to Craig, said, "Let's get the lovely Barbara upstairs to the bathroom Craig," he smiled and nodded towards Craig's stiff cock, "so she can tidy up and get ready to take care of that!"

Between them they helped a rather stunned Barbara up to the bathroom. "Take your time Barbara love. We'll be in the lounge. Wear the suspenders!" Barbara sighed as they left her and gathered her thoughts. She looked something of a sight! Tits free, bra and dress round her waist, hair mussed, make-up messed, and knickers screwed tight. She took a deep breath - but I've been fucked, she sighed - well and truly fucked and, ashamed she may be, she had enjoyed it!

Chapter 4 - Scene 3 - The Lounge

Well, she thought, he'll expect the best so I'll give it to him! Stripping off her clothing she 'disposed' of his cum then quickly tidied herself. A little perfume between breasts an on inside of thigh: fresh make-up and lipstick. Hair brushed she donned the white stockings and suspenders. The bra held her tits up nicely and the silk knickers felt soft and sexy next to her skin: finally the 3 inch bedroom slippers.

She looked at herself in the full length mirror and smiled. Slut, she thought, you look like a slut about to be fucked. She laughed, well you are aren't you! A few moments later, standing outside the lounge, she wasn't quite so confident. Two men, two cocks! She opened the door and entered the room. Both men were naked, one sitting on the sofa, the other in an arm chair. She felt two pairs of eyes scanning her body and began to blush.

"Very nice," said Mike with a smile. "Show us your body Barbara, just walk up and down."

"I . . . Oh god," she stuttered suddenly feeling completely naked. "I. . . Can't. Please!"

"Come now Barbara, show yourself - your body! Now!"

She saw no possibility of refusing so began to self consciously parade for them. Mike stopped her occasionally, telling her to pose or hold her position.

Craig was overwhelmed by the sight of this voluptuous mature woman showing herself like this. Knowing she was his - or at least his father's - to have in any way. To do anything!

Finally Mike stopped her. "Shoes off Barbara and up on the coffee table."

"Oh please no! Not that!" She quailed at the thought of such a display of her almost naked body.

"No argument Barbara! You are mine!" he said quietly, "totally mine. Now - the table!"

Unable to meet their eyes, with head bowed in submission, she kicked off her shoes and stepped onto the table. "Turn Barbara," Mike said as they both stood. She felt their hands on her hips, her bottom, stroking and caressing. She felt her cunt warm and clit tingle then she gasped as a hand stroked her sex through her knickers.

"Is that nice Barbara? Do you like Craig stroking your hot cunt?" She whimpered in reply as the hand pushed harder, fingers finding her pussy lips. Mike reached for a chair and placed it in front of her. "Lean forward Barbara, use the chair back."

She looked at him in shock, "I can't. No. Please!"

"Craig!" said Mike and Barbara felt two sharp slaps on her fulsome cheeks. "No more refusals Barbara. Remember the photos!" She met his eyes and leaned forward. Her smiled, "Stick that gorgeous arse out Barbara. I think you have captured Craig with it!"

Craig's hands were all over her cheeks. Squeezing the globes hard, stroking her cunt. "Take them off Craig, feast your eyes!" Barbara felt his hands slide the knickers down as her eyes locked with Mike's. Craig lifted them completely off then continued to caress her arse.

"She's glorious dad!" he said breathlessly. "Can I fuck her there?"

Mike laughed, "Of course you can son," he said, then, "can't he Barbara?" Confused at what was happening, Barbara managed to mumble an incoherent reply. "Come, come Barbara. Can my son stick his cock up your arse!?"

"I haven't . . . I can't . . . Oh god!" Craig's tongue has just brushed her anus. His thumbs were spreading her cheeks opening her completely and he was licking back and forth across pussy and anus.

"I think she likes that Craig!" he laughed, "but, Barbara, you haven't answered my question! Do you want his stiff prick up your arse?"

Barbara was finding it difficult to focus on anything as Craig's tongue and fingers pleasured her cunt and arsehole. Mike asked her again and the picture in her mind of Craig's magnificent cock plugging her rectum sent her crashing to orgasm.

"Warm her Craig," Mike said and four sharp slaps dragged her from her reverie. "Well?"

"Oh god," she moaned, "anything! Anything!"

Mike smiled, "Good Barbara, very good: but not yet Craig. We'll both take that route later, eh Barbara?" She shivered and nodded in submission. "Now come on Barbara, sit between us." They helped her down and then sat her between them on the sofa.  

Barbara's heart was beating fast as she sat between these two handsome men. She thought about what Mike had said and shivered again. It had been a long while since she had had her bottom filled and the thought somehow thrilled her. Almost of their own accord her hands reached for, and found, their cocks and began to masturbate both slowly. Barbara couldn't believe she was doing this and gasped as fingers fluttered over her naked cunt and a mouth fastened on her nipple, sucking hard.

She felt movement then as she lost one cock. Craig moved round to kneel in front of her. He lifted her legs, opening them wide, and lifted her feet to the edge of the seat. She was completely open, her pussy wide open and her tight bottomhole in full view. Suddenly she felt his hot breath on her thighs then groaned as his tongue found her wet cunt. He ran his tongue along her pussy several times then raised his head, "She tastes great dad," he said smiling then bent his head again. Now he probed inside her lips, holding them open with his fingers, and licked inside.

"Oh god yes! Lick me - please!" Barbara moaned then groaned even louder as his tongue found her tight bottomhole and probed against the muscle. "Please, please! Oh that's so good! Don't stop!" Craig wasn't about to stop and rimmed her arsehole until she fell into an orgasmic faint.

She was dragged again from her reverie when she felt a cock opening her pussy lips. Opening her eyes she saw Craig standing in front beginning to fill her cunt. He pushed slowly forward, filling her up. Mike eased her body sideways and offered his cock to her mouth. Barbara could hardly think, the cock in her pussy filling her and fucking her hard and deep. Hands grasped her ankles and widened her legs even more allowing Craig to fuck even deeper. She moaned, opened her mouth, and willingly sucked the cock inside.

Filled at both ends, she thought as the men fucked cunt and mouth. Too soon Craig felt his balls tighten as he began to shoot spunk deep into her body. His swelling and pulsing brought a groan from Barbara's cock filled mouth. Her body shuddered as yet another orgasm crashed over her. In a daze she realised that she was being moved again. She found herself on her knees. Before her eyes was Craig's softening cock, shining with a mixture of his cum and her juices.

She felt hands on her bottom squeezing, caressing. Fingers stroking her wet lips. "Suck him clean Barbara - you know how."

"Must I?" she asked plaintively. "I . . ."

"Do it Barbara. Suck his cock while I fuck you," he said sliding his erection between her already open cunt lips. As she sucked Craig's limp cock into her mouth she felt Mike drive deep into her. His thighs slapped into her buttocks as he fucked her. Mike's hands gripped her hips and worked her body on his cock. Barbara was enjoying this now. Sucking hard on Craig's cock she tasted his cum for the second time. The taste of herself added spice. Her cunt was alive as Mike's cock pounded hard.

Mike looked down at her gorgeous, fulsome bottom, cheeks wobbling as he fucked into her. Using his thumbs, he opened her cheeks and gazed at her lovely bottomhole: a sensual star with just the faintest trace of muscle. A taste of what's to come, he thought, as he used his thumb to smooth some of her juice over this tempting back door. Barbara groaned as she felt the pressure on her bumhole. A 5 inch butt plug, 1 1/2 inches wide, had been lodged there for most of the day [as instructed, she thought] and his thumb reminded her of that. When she saw the assorted toys, she had guessed she would be required to do that after Stacey's experience. She didn't mind but it had been a long time since she had felt a cock there. Now his thumb circling her anus reminded her also of what she could expect later - or perhaps now she wondered? It wasn't to be. Mike was saving that pleasure to be enjoyed later. Now he fucked her and teased her anus with his thumb.

Barbara moaned around Craig's limp cock then gasped a Mike's erection left her. It wasn't for long as she was turned onto her back. One leg draped off the sofa to the floor, the other held up against the sofa back. She had never been so open, so completely available. Mike knelt between her legs, pointed his cock back at her dripping wet cunt, and drove forward filling her in one forceful thrust.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" she shouted as he fucked her cunt. Slow and deep, then shallow just teasing her vagina, then hard. Barbara groaned constantly as she began to buck into him. Then pressure on her clit - his thumb. It was too much!

"Oh yes!" she moaned, "fuck me! Spunk inside me!" She was fast approaching yet another orgasm, how many she'd lost count, and it arrived as she felt Mike's cock pulse and shoot yet more spunk inside her hot body. He fucked her throughout her orgasm then slowly withdrew and sat back on his haunches. Without anything being said Barbara swung round and sucked Mike's cock deep inside her mouth. This was her fate now, to service these two men, and, despite being forced, she wanted to. Oh my god, she thought, I'm enjoying this! She fell back on the sofa, exhausted by their use of her but with a feeling of satisfaction.

It must have been a few minutes later that she heard Mike's voice breaking her reverie. "Craig. I think we all need to 'tidy up'" he said, "especially the lovely Barbara! Let's help her upstairs. You shower Craig while I run her a bath then make us some drinks. The dressing gowns are in the case by the door." So the two men helped Barbara upstairs again. She felt a bit light on her legs, her body not being used to such excesses, and she had to try and stop two loads of spunk from running down her leg!

They left her alone in the bathroom for a few minutes then followed her in. Barbara, sitting on the bathroom stool, watched as Craig began to shower. She was aware of Mike running the bath but she was enjoying the sight of the attractive, naked, young man. He was slim but not skinny. Not muscular but fit. She liked the taut shape of his bottom and the semi-hard length of his cock, balls hanging below.

"Your bath Barbara," Mike smiled and, as she stood, took off her bra and undid the suspenders. She sat and unrolled the stockings, realising as she did, that both men were enjoying the sight. Hussy! she thought but that didn't stop her ensuring they each got a good view of her swollen pussy lips. Craig had finished and was drying off as Mike helped her into the hot bath bubbly water. Barbara sank down into the soothing water and watched Mike in the shower. Much older than Craig, he was still a handsome man. As her eyes wandered over his body she found her hand drifting between her legs. Fingers found her pussy and began to stroke. Oh god, she thought. Slut! You've just been fucked by both of them now you're masturbating while you watch one shower. She smiled. I suppose, she thought to herself, the more you get, the more you want and continued to stroke her cunt.

Mike finished his shower then came across to the bath with a sponge. "Now lovely Barbara, let me wash you." She was so surprised, and not a little excited, that he would do this she just lay back and enjoyed his hands on her body. This had never happened to her before, probably to none of the others either, and it made her feel special. By the time he had finished she was ready for almost anything! They dried each other and slipped into the silk dressing gowns Craig had brought in.

"Come Barbara, some refreshment before . . ." She took a deep breath for she knew what would come next!

Chapter 5 - Scene 4 - The Bedroom

In the lounge Craig had made tea, coffee, and laid out soft drinks. They sat and enjoyed the drinks. Mike drove the conversation, talking about work, the other women - telling Craig about them, and getting Barbara to suggest what should happen next to them. Craig expressed his desire to meet them all. Barbara shuddered as she realised that their lives were in for a major change.

Some time passed and Mike finally stood and, turning to Barbara, said, "Barbara, darling. It's time!" She looked at him in submission for she knew what was to happen. "Ready yourself then come to the bedroom - naked!" Barbara nodded meekly and went to the bathroom where she prepared her bottom for the coming intrusion. She wasn't scared, apprehensive yes, but not frightened. She had taken a cock there before but it had been a while and they were both large, Craig especially -- 9 inches! She stood outside her bedroom door, took a deep breath, and went inside.

Both men were naked, standing by the bed. Barbara's eye was drawn to the two cocks displayed for her trial - or was it pleasure. Neither was hard but in a semi soft state. "Stay for a moment Barbara," her master said with a smile, "turn and let us look at your fulsome bottom." Meekly submissive, Barbara turned away feeling hot eyes on her arse. "Open those lovely legs Barbara and lean forward. You see Craig," he continued, "how her bottom spreads invitingly. Watch. Very good Barbara now reach back and part those cheeks."

Barbara felt completely humiliated standing there displaying herself for their pleasure. "Oh god, must I? Please . . ." she cried plaintively.

She felt Mike beside her. "Yes Barbara. You must! You are mine Barbara. Your tits are mine," he said as he squeezed them. "Your cunt is mine," he continued, running his fingers over her tingling pussy, "to use whenever I want. And your bottom!" His hand stroked her cheeks, "and this," his finger pressed against her bum hole, "and this tempting route is also mine. Mine to use and mine to give! So Barbara, yes you must! Reach back and open those cheeks. I'm sure Craig would love to see your tight bottom hole!"




A Nap Hand For The Manager Ch. 04



Barbara's emotions were difficult. Humiliation at her position warred with a tingling between her legs. Perhaps one was the result of the other! Taking a deep breath she reached back and pulled her bottom cheeks apart.

"Oh fuck dad!" groaned Craig as his eyes took in her tiny star surrounded by the faintest trace of muscle. Below he could see her pussy, lips swelling as excitement began to win. "She is lovely dad. I want her!"

"I know son," Mike said with a smile, "she is lovely and we shall both have her." What does he mean, she thought - both have me? She felt movement behind and then hot breath on her pussy.

"Oh my god!" she cried as she felt a hot tongue lick across her bottom hole. It was Craig. This young man was licking her arse! She shuddered and then, giving her body total control, pushed her bottom back into his face. Harder and harder his tongue pressed on the tight muscle until finally, with a deep sigh, she relaxed and opened.

Craig couldn't believe that this lovely mature woman would allow this. Her anus was a delight and her pussy below, wet now, tasted wonderful. He wanted to probe inside, tease her tightness with his tongue - pleasure her.

Barbara was being pleasured! His tongue had breached her defences and she was on a high. She became aware of Mike standing beside her, his cock hard. Without thinking she reached out and pulled the head to her mouth, sucking him inside. Oh you slut, she thought, wanton! Filled with tongue and cock!

Her reverie, her joy, was interrupted. "On the bed Barbara: kneel!" said Mike, "time for that lovely bottom to be breached." She was helped across the bedroom to the bed. "Kneel Barbara, and stick that bottom out!" Knees 12 inches apart, she buried her head in the covers and awaited her fate. She felt hands on her bottom, squeezing, caressing, stroking, and her fulsome cheeks.

"Oh fuck!" she cried as she felt her cheeks parted and her tiny star probed yet again by a tongue - Craig's she thought with a satisfied smile. As before, Craig rimmed her arsehole, pushing the tip of his tongue at her back door. "Mmm! Oh yes! Do that! I like . . . Ooooohhhhh!" His tongue pushed past the tightness and tasted her - and the lubricant she had used when preparing her bottom for their cocks.

Barbara's attention was drawn from the pleasure around her bottom to the stiff cock before her eyes. "Suck it Barbara. Get it nice and hard for your arse," he laughed, "after Craig of course!" She opened her mouth without thought and sucked his cock inside. It became difficult to concentrate then for Craig had begun to anoint her hot bottomhole with cool lube. She felt his finger pressing against her tight rear entry then forcing gently inside.

"Fuck, she's tight dad," he said smiling.

"Use plenty of lube then son. Make it nice and slippery!" Craig continued to apply lube and work it into her.

"Ooooohhhhh. GOD!" Barbara moaned as his finger worked past her anus and inside her rectum. Then, "Oh fuck yes! Oh no! Please!" A second finger, pushed deep inside, widened her sphincter even more.

"Turn them son. Open her up!"

"Dad! I can't hang on! Can I?"

Mike smiled and bent his head to hers. "Can he Barbara?" Barbara could only manage a groan in reply. "Well Barbara, do you want my son's cock inside your tight arse?" Her mind was in turmoil. Mike's language, Craig finger fucking her arse, the whole situation, made her feel wanton, sluttish.

"Anything master," she moaned submissively, "yes, yes. Please fuck me! I want it. Oh god yes!" Barbara felt the tip of Craig's stiff cock pressing against her bum hole then pushing through the slight resistance. "Oh shit! Oh fuck!" she cried as it felt Craig's cock beginning to enter her rectum.

Craig could see three inches of his cock embedded between her fulsome cheeks, spearing the upturned heart of her bottom. "Fuck," he shouted as he felt the heat and tightness around his cock. "She's so fucking tight dad! God she's marvellous!"

Barbara was beginning to 'sail' now: the fizzing in her body unlike the usual feeling but just as wonderful. Hearing this handsome young man, his cock embedded between her cheeks, saying things like that was sending her over the top.

"Yes! Yes! Yes," she cried as he pushed more cock into her bottom. Then, as her body shuddered in orgasm, "Oh my god! FUCK ME!"

It was to much for Craig as well! As her orgasm rocked her he felt the shudder and the squeezing of her colon and anus. So tight - so hot! For all his experience this was the first time he had taken a woman this way - and what a woman, he thought as his balls clenched. "Oh Barbara," he moaned softly as he began to deposit spunk in her arse, "Oh Barbara!" he moaned as he jetted cum.

Barbara, riding the crest of the strangest flow of pleasure, was taken even farther as her tender arsehole felt his cock swell and pulse. She moaned in pure ecstasy as she felt the heat of his cum inside her bottom. One, two, three, and then four pulses of hot liquid warmed her bowels. Her body betrayed her then as another orgasm followed immediately upon the first, his hot spunk speeding her on her way. Then she felt suddenly empty as Craig withdrew his softening cock and a tinge of regret that she hadn't felt him completely inside her. She was not to be too disappointed as she was turned to lie half on he back, half on her side. One leg was lifted and she felt a cockhead probing her bum hole in this position.

Mike looked down at her as her pushed his cock past the slight resistance of her anus and lodged half his cock inside her bum. "Oh Fuck!" moaned Barbara, her language definitely worsening as she was used like a harlot. Mike was fucking her bottom now, slipping deeper with each forward stroke until his thighs met her buttocks.

With her eyes closed, Barbara felt full and completely his. She was falling into state of total submission. These two men would use her body for their pleasure. Her mind focussed then on the cock embedded between her cheeks, sliding back and forth in her arse. It was good, very good. She moaned softly then, as she felt something on her cheek, opened her eyes. She saw a cock, Craig's cock, semi hard and inches from her mouth. Without thinking her hand reached up and pulled it to her mouth, sucking the head inside.

Oh you slut, you whore, you hussy, Barbara thought as the two cocks fucked mouth and arse. How far have you fallen? She felt a frisson of pleasure as in her mind she compared herself to those lovely young women she had seen doing this as she roamed the internet. I can do this too! And Craig's cock was getting hard again! When will they stop?!

She felt empty again as Mike's cock left her slick arsehole. She was being moved again and found herself positioned on top of Craig laying on his back, his cock standing proud yet again. Barbara lowered herself down onto Craig's upstanding cock and groaned in pleasure. This way it filled her cunt completely. He was so big! She looked down at this handsome young man and smiled. He reached up and covered her tits, squeezing the soft mounds then tweaking nipples. Barbara bounced up and down on his cock, her clit hitting his pubic mound sending shivers through her body, lost now in pleasure. She bent her head to kiss this gorgeous boy, young enough to be her son. Fantasy suddenly took over. My son! I'm being fucked by my son! She came then!. It was so, so WRONG but so good to imagine being fucked by a young man who could be her son.

Barbara kissed Craig as the tingling buzzed around her body. Craig's hands were on her bottom, pulling her cheeks apart exposing her arsehole. She suddenly realised her position as she felt movement behind her on the bed. Mike was there, erect cock in hand.

"Oh god NO!" she cried realising exactly what he intended. "Please! I can't. I've never done . . . Never! Please!" It was to no avail as Mike took position, his cock inches away from her arse. Barbara felt the tip of his cock pressing against her bottomhole and tried to wriggle free. She was held tightly however, on Craig's cock. The stiff prick began to push, harder and harder, until her anus gave way and she took a second cock.

"Oh fuck no!" she shouted as Mike slid his cock further inside. She was so tight like this, the cock buried in her cunt pressing against his through the thin membrane between vagina and rectum.

"Oh please! Please," she cried again as she felt broken by these two cocks. Then she screamed! Was it in pain or pleasure? She didn't know. Her mind was filled by the picture of herself pinned between these two men. Her body was aware of nothing other than the feeling of complete and total possession: total surrender. Full of cock, she thought! Sandwiched between two men! How often she'd seen this in pictures on the internet and wondered how these young women did it. Now she knew!

Barbara realised then, that both men were still. Both embedded completely in cunt and bottom but allowing her time to adjust - and she was. Her body beginning the almost enjoy being so full. "Please," she sighed, "please don't . . ."

"Please don't what Barbara," Mike whispered in her ear.

What did she want? She had them both now, just like those young girls - just wait until she told the others! Barbara felt her body surrender to feelings she had never come close to experiencing before. "Please don't . . . Stop!" she gasped accepting her fate and submitting willingly to all their desires.

They began to fuck her then. Barbara didn't know for how long. Time disappeared as her focus was solely on those two cocks. Sometimes both drove back and forth in time together. Sometimes one would be deep inside, the other almost leaving. She sailed on a sea of pleasure stemming from her body's enjoyment of the two cocks pistoning back and forth but also from the feeling of total submission. She was truly base now. A slut. A whore. A woman who actually enjoyed being used by men. Her body was a home for their cocks, a vessel for their cum, their spunk. She sobbed with the sheer wanton pleasure of the thought!

Both men were enjoying her acceptance of their cocks and used her severely. After fucking her arse and pussy in this position for what seemed like an age Mike withdrew and lifted her. Puzzled, and not a little disappointed, she wonder what was happening. Off Craig's cock now she was turned. "Sit on his cock Barbara. Get Craig's 9 inches into that tight arse of yours!"

"Oh god! NO, OH NO! I can't do that. I haven't . . . I haven't ever!"

"Do it Barbara. You will take us both like that again and again. YOU are mine!" Barbara groaned inwardly realising that, of course, he was right. Her inward groan was more because she knew she actually wanted them to! She felt her body manoeuvred into position over Craig's rock hard cock. She felt the tip at her sphincter then screamed in a mixture or pain and pleasure as the whole length entered her arsehole.

"OH GOD! Please don't do this. Its too big like this. Too big there."

Mike smiled, "You'll get used to it Barbara love -- very quickly!"

Barbara, in something of a daze recovering from the initial penetration of Craig's erection which was reaching so deep inside her rectum in this position, began to groan. Conflicting emotions and feelings were coursing through her body: pain, discomfort, apprehension, and anticipation. Two cocks were going to impale her in this position. Could she do it? Well, either way, she would find out for she knew that it was going to happen. Her reverie was broken by the touch of Craig's hands pulling her legs up and back, opening her cunt and arsehole completely. She watched Mike move into position and then felt his cock at her cunt. He smiled down at her.

"You want it Barbara don't you? You want to big cocks in your body pounding you, filling you with spunk!" He was enjoying manipulation this submissive mature woman.

Barbara was unable to answer, only nod in total surrender, for she did want both cocks inside her. She wanted to feel them shooting their spunk into her body: wanted them to use her!

Mike pushed into her and she screamed at the felling of total fullness that swept her body. Then they began to fuck her just like before: one in, one out over and over. The cock in her arse felt as if it were growing bigger and bigger as the one in her cunt continued to pound her hard. Rhythm established and certain they could both last for an age, they fucked her until she was almost unconscious then slowed to their final orgasm.

Previous cums meant both could last far longer, and they did, but they couldn't last forever! Craig was first. Barbara's constant squeezing of her rectum and anus around his cock finally became too much. He reached forward and grasped her tits, pulling her almost upright on Mike's cock and thrusting hard upwards into her.

"Oh FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" moaned Barbara as she came yet again. Her body shuddered as her pussy and anus contracted around them. Craig groaned. His cock swelled and pulsed its second offering of hot spunk into her rectum. The first of many offerings her receptive arsehole would take under the control of her blackmailing boss!

"Yes! Yes!" she moaned as she felt the warmth of his cum inside her body, deep inside this time. She was a receptacle for his cum! "Yes! Cum inside me! I want your spunk. Yessss!" she cried as pulse after pulse of spunk followed the first.

Mike finished - too soon as ever - and his softening cock slipped out of her cunt. He fell back on the bed. Craig, cock still deep in her arsehole, rolled her onto her front and began to fuck her arse again. He was soon groaning as another orgasm approached. Barbara became aware of movement, his cock left her arsehole leaving her feeling empty and was there in front of her eyes. He was wanking along the length

Oh my god, she thought, a true slut. Then the first pulse of his spunk hit her lips. "Open your mouth Barbara," she heard Mike say. "Sluts don't waste their man's cum! Show him your tongue!" She opened her mouth and poked out her tongue. She was strangely pleased when it was quickly covered by Craig's creamy thick spunk - or was it her son's? She forgot that it had just been in her arsehole! Barbara reached up and, pulling the cock to her mouth, sucked the last vestiges of precious cum from the end. She savoured the salty, tangy flavour of him mixed with her as she met his eyes. Smiling, she rolled the creamy liquid around her mouth and swallowed every drop. His eyes never left hers as his finger traced the remains of his cum from her lips and chin and fed it to her. Barbara was pleased to taste even more of his cum. She felt so wanton, sluttish. A whore - a very good whore, she thought with a smile and a glance at two limp cocks. Turning her head she saw Mike laying there. His cock was soft now. Soft and shiny with remains of his cum. Barbara rolled her body towards him and, bending her head to his groin, sucked all of his cock inside her mouth.

She moaned then, moaned in pleasure around his cock. Truly, she thought, truly I can do nothing nastier, nothing dirtier, nothing filthier, than sucking a cock that has just filled my bottom with spunk so why not suck this one as well! She sighed and sucked. No she couldn't!