12 comments/ 147941 views/ 14 favorites Loyal Wife / Vengeful Ex By: TheDarkCloud Janine grunted as the hard cock was wrenched from her asshole, she was hot and sweaty having been ass fucked like a bitch for the past twenty minutes or so. Ron held his dick up in his hand and almost waddled around to janine's mouth and plunged his engorged dick between her red lips. "Yeah, ass to mouth bitch! Take it like the fucking slut you are!" he demanded as his cock slipped all the way in and his balls slapped against the blonde's chin. He slapped her cheek hard with his hand then gripped her long hair for greater purchase as he throat fucked her After just a few thrusts he tensed up and Janine let his dick spill from his mouth in perfect time for it to erupt at eye level and spray her sweaty face with streaks of thick, hot cum. Blast after balst assailed her until he was done and with her face obliterated with creamy cum she found his dick with her lips again instinctively and began to suck out the remnants. From her left a voice cried out. "And cut! That's a wrap! Great stuff guys, very fucking good!" Ron ignored the young director and took Janine's hand and helped her to her feet. "Damn girl, you're as good as ever. That stint in jail hasn't hurt your oral skills anyway! How you finding things now? Still hanging with those bikers?" Janine took her robe and wrapped it around her naked body before answering her co-star. "I'm doing Ok Ron. It's not easy you know. That was a hard fucking six months in there. And it doesn't help that my asshoel ex-husband and his prissy new wife got full custody of my kid when I was banged up. Fucking bastards!" Ron looked at her and was a little scared of what he saw in Janine's eyes. She had always been a wild and crazy bitch before the tax evasion thing, she was tattoed to hell and had all sorts of piercings and what she hadn't doen in her personal and professional sex life was not worth doing. But right there she had a look in her eyes that killers have and it froze Ron, he couldn't think of seeing such hatred before and he pitied whoever she decided to take it out on... * Sandra groaned and reached out her hand to fumble at the digital alarm clock when it blared for the second time that morning. For a moment she thought about getting up and gettign ready for work. In her position as a high powered business woman it didn't do to be late into the office. Then came the realisation that it was Friday and se wasn't going in to work today, she was staying hoem with her adopted step daughter and doing some paperwork from her home office. She gave an inward smiel before reacvhing her other arm over and prodding her husband, Jessie ion the ribs. "You getting up Babe?" she whispered huskily. His answer was predictable enough, but she knew that and expected it (and secretly wanted it). "You know it Babe, here, have a feel." His hand grabbed hers and pulled it down to his crotch and his waiting, stiffening dick. He gave a satisfied sigh as her hand shook his off and wrapped itself around his shaft and began to slowly work his foreskin up and down. "Hmm, see? I always get up for you Babe." "You must've been dreaming about me, eh?" "You know it" , he hadn't in fact his dream had been about a pole dancer called Michelle that he had fucked in the alley behind the strip club he had visited three nights ago but his wife didn't need to know that! Her fingers moved down the length of his cock and began to massage his balls, something she knew he loved having done. "You haven't time for this darling, you've got a plane to catch" her words belied her regret too, Sandra loved pleasing her man. He gave a groan at the though of leaving his wife like this but knew she was correct. She had got him his job when they hooked up, got him away from the biker gang he had been running with, cleaned his life up and gave him the opportunity to make some real money doing something he loved as a sales manager for a leading guitar manufacurer. Her and her fathers influence had got him this chacne and for the year or so he ahd being doing it he had grabbed the ball and run with it. Two hours later and Sandra had the house to herself. Jessie was long gone and would be just about on his flight by now while Kin, her step-daughter was spendign the day with Jessie's parents. This was Sandra's once a month riday by herself at home and she intended to make the most of it. After clearing up the brakfast dishes she headed for the bathroom and a long hot shower. As she stood under the jets of water she didn't hear the sound of a motorbike pulling up and parking in her drive, nor of the front door being opened so it was complete shock when Sandra emerged from the en suite bathroom into her bedroom wrapped loosely in a towel to find Jessie's ex Janine standing waiting for her. Sandra was unnerved immediately. For one thing her appearance there was so unexpected, it was a real shock. For another she was dressed agressively, in black leathers with armns crossed and an impatient, crazed look etched on her face. And finally because jessie ahd told Sandra many, many times of what an unpredictable psycho his ex could be. "W-What do you want? W-What ar eyou doing in here? Get out! You can't just come barging in her unannounced!" Janine just smirked at the tremor in Sanda's voice and pulled up her hand and took along drag on the cigarette she had there. Sandra hadn't noticed it before and this just aggitated her further. "Put that out! You can't smoke in here! Put it out at once!" Janine took another long draw on the cigarette and then walked right up to Sandra before blowign the smoek out into the older brunette's face. "Why don't you make me bitch!" The words were spoen so low, so flat that there was no mistaking the threat they held. Sandra held the towel tight around her wet body and brushed past the bully, determined not to be intimidated any further. She picked th etelphone handset up and addressed the interloper to her house one last time with a warning. "Look, I'm not kidding, get out now or I'll call the police, you don't want to go back to prison do you?" "What, and let you fill my little girl's head with more poison about me? No I don't want that. But you go ahead and call the cops, I don't mind because as soon as you do there will be a call going in to them about Jessie's luggage when he arrives, about the large stash of coke in his stuff. Do not doubt it is there bitch because I put it in myself. And you know how he had those convictions a few years ago? Oh you don't? Naughty jessie not tellign his perfect wife about his two drugs busts. And this one see it'll be his third, gotta be jail term I reckon, what do you think?" Leaving those words hanging Janine dropped her fag end on the expensive bedroom carper and deliberately stood on it and ground it out on the shag pile, her eyes never leavign Sandra's the whole time. Relishing the look in her face as she took in what Janine had just said. And it was said in such a way, with such conviction that Sandra knew it was the truth, she could tell she dare not call this woman's bluff. In that instant sandra's whole life fell to pieces and Janine loved seeign it on her face. And when Sandra spoke again her voice had lowered, adopted a submissive tone that was music to Janine's ears. "OK. Please! I won't call the police around here. Let's just be calm about this." Very slowly and carefully she replaced the reciever in it's cradle and backed ever so slightly away from the other woman. "Listen Janine, there's no need to be silly about this. I'm sure if you tell me what it is that want..." Sandra broke off as the younger woman stepped righ tup in front of her again, her face just centimetres from Sandra's. "What I want? I want the lot, everything. But to begin with I want to see what it is that makes Jessie be with you. I want to see why he's give up someone like me for you" And with that Janine hooekd her hand into the top of Sandra's towel and jerked it off, leaving Sandra standign there before her stark naked and still wet from her shower. Janine smiled and stood back, making a big show of examininign Sandra's naked body. "What are you? 45? Not bad for an old cunt." She should have shut up but she couldn't. "I'm 41." "Yeah? Guess you've had a hard life, eh? Well it's about to get harder, believe me." The comment about Sandra's age was designed to be cruel but it was whollu inaccurate. At 41 Sandra was in great shape thanks to regular work outs and a healthy lifestyle. She had the body of a thirty year old. She had really nice dark browh shoulder length hair, bright eyes, a perky smiel and some real nice curves. Infact although Janine was nearly ten years her junior it was the blonde who looked the worse for wear, as wild nights, drugs and excesses had taken it toll on her. Everything about Janine, her actions, her voice her look was lurid and sleazy and she made Sandra's skin crawl as she moved around her appraising her body. "just like I figured, he must have married you for your money. You got little else going fo you honey." "Fuck you!" Sandra expolded then shrunk back and covered herself (or tried to) with her hands. "You got a bit of spark anyway, Jessie always did like. Course he like money more. Anyways I reckon its about tiem to find out how much you love him, not the other way round. You love him bitch? Really love him?" The truth was she did. He and his daughter were Sandra's life now, she would do anthign for them. Anything to protect them. Janine saw that in her eyes and smirked again. This was going to be fun. "Good. I like that. Still I kinda want to grass him up. You know he was real pissy when I went to jail, acted all better than me, might be interesting to see him in the same situation. But you're not gonna let that happen are you Sandi?" Sandra cringed she hated that shortening of her name and also janine was now stoking her wet hair really creepily. But she still shook her head, no she was not going to let that happen. "Good then we have an understanding Sandi. You are going to keep me entertained for the day. Going to do what I tell you like a good little wife and in return I won't use tha phone. How does that sound? Good to you? Fair? Thought so." Janine stepped back and pulled off her leather jacket reaveallign that she had nothing on under it, her silicone enhanced, tattooed tits sprang free. Seconds later her trousers followed and Janine was as naked as Sandra as she three her clothes away and fell down on the bed facing Sandra with her legs held wide apart. Sandra was suddenly realising where this was going and want to be sick. Sandra stood shaking as the full extent of what Jessie's ex was going to ask her to do struck her. Janine held her thighs wide apart and Sandra could see the garish tattoos above her shaven pussy lips. Janine smiled and pointed between her legs. "Lets see what skills you got with a tongue bitch, make me cum!" "No! Wait, you can't, I can't , isn't there something else..." For the briefest moment Janine's face clouded over and took on a menacing look, one that you would not willingly cross. "Listen you old cunt! Either you drop to your fuckign knees and crawl over here and eat me out or in a few minutes there will eb police all over your darling husbands car, understand?" Sandra was taken off guard, she was so used to beign in control and thing sin her life being regimented and neatly set out. Rushed and unable to think things through she reacted to the harsh, stringent voice and got down onto all fours and slowly crawled across her own bedroom. She looked and her heart sunk further when she realised that Janine had taken a camcorder from her bag and was filming Sandra's humiliating journey. "Don't you worry about this little wife just keep crawling, my pussy's nice and wet and just waiting on you!" Sandra made it to the edge of her marital bed all too quickly and from her position between Janine's thighs she looked up into her foes cold, emotionless eyes, there was no mercy to be found there, she was hard, bitter woman. Sandra looked at her sugically enhanced breasts, her tattoos and her pierced clit and could not believe she was being forced to do this. She looked long and hard at the dark pink of the folds of Janine's pussy lips and the more she looked the more she hesitated. She looked up again to find the camera right in her face and her adversaries face darkening. The she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and leaned in and began to gently, tentatively lick at Janine's pussy. The taste and smellw as totally alien to Sandra, she had never done anythign of a sexual nature with another woman, never even be curious, she just wasn't into anything that wasn't vanilla. Janine's body gave a shiver of excitement at Sandra doing this, she was wet at the mere prospect of humiliating this stuck up bitch and just the touch of her tongue was enough to get her juices flowing harder. She closed her thighs around Sandra's head and shoved ehrself forward so that her cunt was pressed hard into the other woman's face. "That's it eat my pussy you dirty bitch! Eat it! Just think I had three cocks in there yesterday, can you taste them? I didn't wash it specifically for you!" Sandra gagged at that, pullign her face away spluttering and spitting but Janine just grabebd her hair with her free hand and thrust Sandra's face back between her thighs and squeezed it in there. "Lick it bitch! Make me cum or I am straight on the phone to the cops and your darlign husband will be going down too! I can really imagine his pretty face would be a real hit in prison too!" That got Sandra's tongue working again and although Janine had been eaten out by professionals and this was a pretty listless performance in comparison she had never had quite so much satisfaction as havign the woman who she felt had stolen her man and kid eating her out reluctantly. She ground her pussy against Sandra's face and her free hand released Sandra's hair ans reached down to flick at th etop of her clit until she could hold her arousal back no further. With the camera focused on Sandra janine jerked her face from between her thighs in perfect timing to catch her cunt squirting and ejaculating all over Sandra's surprised, dazed face. It took a few moments for Sandra to fully realise what had just covered her face and she instinctively reached up to try and wipe it away but Janine caught her wrist and, easily demonstratign her strenght advantage over the older woman, held her wrist away and told her to leave it. "We're not finished yet bitch, I've got another hole you're going to clean out today." The implication was as clear as it was obsene and Sandra just knelt there wonderign how she could be letting all this happen to her. Janine merrily chose a nice spot to leave the camera runnign before crawling onto the bed so her ass was neatly pointed right at Sandra's face. "No way, you have got to be kidding! I am not doing that!" Janine soun around and got off the bed to tower over Sandra, the blonde looking mightily pissed off. She reached down and grabbed the brunette's hair and yeanked it so Sandra winced as she looked up at her. "Listen you dumb cunt! How many fuckign times do I have to tell you what I am going to do if you don't do what I fucking say? And besides I have just about the cleanest asshole you're ever gonna find considerign what I do for a living!" With that Janine manhandled Sandra up off her knees and threw her onto the bed on her back. Before Sandra could react or move Janine was on top of her, straddling her torso then crawling forward to plant her ass right over Sandra's face. "Now lick my ass you fucking stuck up bitch!" Sandra looked up and her face was engulfed by two soft ass cheekd and a brown starfish shaped asshole slowly descended first on her nose then shifted and lay above her lips. With seemingly no other option Sandra opened her mouth and began to lick at her rival's asshole. It was the most disgusting and humiliating thing she could imagine and she cringed each time her tongue connected with Janine's body but she did it nonetheless. After a while Janine sat down harder on Sandra's face and urged her to press her tongue deeper and actually into the shit hole. Sandra really did not want to do that but she felt Janine's fingers on her own nipples and knew that resistance would be ultimately futile and that she would just end up doing it anyway so she did as she was told, as sick as that was. Her tongue wormed it's way inside Janine's asshole, the sensation unbearable while the thought of what she was doing even worse. Janine slowly began to move her body up and down so she was being gently fucked by Sandra's tongue whiel she smiled and waved at her preset camera. This film would be gold she thought and perfect for convincign this dumb bitch to go through with her plans for tonight. But she was gettign ahead of herself, there was one more hole in the room that deserved some attention before she left this house. Without warnign she pulled herself up and off Sandra's face. She peered down at the flushed, gasping brunette and smirked at her. "Enjoy that honey? Thought not, but don't worry next is going to be all about you babe, all about your pleasure." She had rifled in her bag for another object and lifted out the strap on dildo and harness and held them up for Sandra to see. As Sandra looked on incredulously Janine stepepd into the harness and straped the thing on until the dildo jutted out of her crotch like some bizarre black cock. "You like black bitch, bethca don't do you? Well you certainly won't after this. How do you normally like it? Bet you're a missionary only woman, I can tell. Don't like it doggy, uh huh. Well that's how you're getting today bitch, like the dog that you are, crawl onto your belly bitch!" The goading annoyed Sandra but she had other things to worry about right then and it was with some reluctance that she rolled over onto her front on the bed and allowed Janine to haul her hips up and hold her in position. She had been correct Sandra didn't like any other position other than normal missionary and... Her train of thought shattered as Janine plunged her plastic cock into Sandra's pussy from behind and started to roughly fuck her. Oh this was heaven for Janine, she could not help but think back to her time in prison and being fucked like this (and a whole lot worse) by a procession of bull dykes who wanted a piece her ass and now to have the woman who had seemingly taken her place in the world like this was sweet revenge in her twisted mind. She slapped at Sandra's ass as she fucked her and looked around to see their reflection in the dressing mirror on th esideboard and smield wide for the recording camera, this was a moment she would want to replay time and again. Her hands were busy with more than slapping Sandra's ass though, she also pulled back on her long, wet hair, reached under her body and tweaked her TITS AND NIPPED HER NIPPLES AND THEN SHE SETTLED ON FINDING Sandra's clit and masturbating it as she fucked her, she was determined to humiliate Sandra as badly as she could. And it cucceeded as But Janine did not want Sandra climaxing just yet so after some frantic fingering of the woman under her's clit Janine suddenly pulled out of her pussy and taunted the brunette. "You like that bitch? Not been fucked like that beforem have you? I bet Jessie's held back big time for you. Want to cum? I bet you do but not like that bitch, you can cum but only when I'm butt fucking you!" Janine plunged her slick dildo into Sandra's tight asshole and started to fuck her, as the older brunette rearer backa nd arched her back Janine reached down again and started fingering her pussy hard and fast, much more so than before. The sensations were so totally alien to anything Sandra had experienced before. Whiel her asshoel was invaded and plunged to the depth of the dildo she was on the very verge of a massive climax and though she bit her lips she realised she would not be able to stop from cumming. And a glance to her left confirmed all this was being captured for posterity on film. Loyal Wife / Vengeful Ex And so it came to pass that with Janine's 10 inch pastic cock buried in her asshole and with her hands fingering her that Sandra had to give up control and start to buck and squeal and groan and then lose herself in the moment of climax and cum, messily all over her clean bed. She collapsed forward and onto her bed exhausted and humiliated that she had gotten off like that. But before she could do anthign else Janine had walekd around the bed, knelt on it next to Sandra's head and aimed the dick straight from her ass into Sandra's gasping mouth. Sandra gagged on this oral invasiona nd tried to spit it out. It tasted vile and smelled worse but anine was not only stonger but had all the leverage and she pumped the dildo in and out and demanded Sandra lick it clena before she removed it. In the end Sandra just did what she was told, dejectedly. After that was done Sandra curled herself in a ball and lay on the bed, ignoring the other woman as she packed up her stuff and got dressed again. Sandra prayed that her ordeal was finally over. There was to be no such luck, however. Without explanation Janine started to rifle through Sandra's underwear drawer and tossed a sexy, lacy pair of bra and panties onto the bed then opened the large wardrobe and selected a very smart business suit and threw it on the bed too along with the highest pair of heels Sandra had. "I want you to be dressed in these at seven o'clock. I'll be round to pick you up. Make sure you've arranged child care though the night because this could be a late one." As the realisation hit that her nightmare may not be over Sandra lifted head and asked. "W-What? But I did what you asked! Haven't you had your pound of flesh out of me?" Janine sneered as she lifted her pack and headed for the door. "Listen up bitch, I'll tell you when I'm finished with you and not before. You don't have to do anthing but you just remember that Jessie's car is at th eairport still and now I've go tthis excellent film we just made, I bet you'd hate for a lot of people to see that, eh? So your choice then. See you at seven bitch!" * Sandra spent the rest of the day in a state of shock and confusion. She could not believe what had happened to her that morning. She had three more showers yet still she felt dirty and unclean. In a daze she phoned and made arrangements for their daughter to stay with her grandparents and she also took a phonecall from Jessie but she couldn't bring herself to tell him all that had happened. She thought her would flip and panic and that would just make things worse. No, she eventually decided that she would do what Janine wanted tonight and that would be an end of it. After all what was one day from hell for her as compared to a jail sentence to her beloved husband? So she got dressed in the clothes janine had indicated earlier. It was a smart suit and one of her favourites for work, she flet it made her look really businesslike and it made her comfortable when mixing with high powered businessmen. She had never worn this underwear with it though, this was her honeymoon stuff and the closest Sandra had to really sexy / slutty lingerie. Nor would she have worn those heels with this suit before but she put them on anyway and waited, constantly replaying the events of that morning in her head. The afternoon too quickly ticked by and with a start she jumped as she heard a motorbike draw up in the drive of her house. Janine was still dressed in her leathers and she didn't even knock, slammign the front door open brazenly and barking loudly though the house. "You ready bitch? Let's get going!" Sandra shuddered at how loud her adversary sounded, surely if any of her neighbours were in their gardens they would hear. But she stalked meekly though the hall and met Janine. The blonde looekd her up and down before casually pulling her trousers out to check she was wearign the right panties. "You'll do, not hurry up we gotta get going if were gonna make it on time." She grabbed Sandra's wrist and barely let her lock the door before leading her to her bike. Sandra stammered,a skign where they were going but got no reply, instead she was handed a helmet and physically slung onto the bike behind Janine. "Hold on tight bitch!" And with that they sped off with several neighbours of Sandra agog in their gardens. The ride was bumpy, loud and scary and when janine finally did bring the bike to a halt Sandra had her eyes shut and was grippign onto the other woman for dear life, so she didn't realise where she was for a few seconds as she finally got her feet back on the ground. When she did take the helmet off and shake her head free and survey her location she suddenly wished she was back on that hell machine. CURVES CLUB: ADULT FUN Read the neon sign in front of th etrashiest looking duilding Sandra had ever set eyes on. They were only a ten minute journey from her house in the leafy suburbs but Sandra did not know this place even existed. It was aparently a strip club and looking at the state of disrepair it was in and the clapped out vehicles in the parking lot not even one of the classier ones. She stood there taking in this horrible sight and having a sinking feeling about what she was doing there when the air expolded in enbelieveable exhaust noise and fifteen bikers pulled into the car lot. They fitted in perfectly with the surroundings. Janine grabbed Sandra by the elbow and led her over to where the guys were dismouning their machines. "Hey Babe, who's this?" said the apparent leader of the bike gang, indicating the massively overdressed Sandra. "Hmm, she's going to help me with my act tonight Buster and maybe a little more later on, know what I mean?" Sandra did not like the sound of that but she had little chance to do or say anyhting as after a few more not so pleasantriesd with the bikers Janine quickly ushers the business suited woman away and around the back of the building. She opened a fire exit and Sandra was transporte dinto a world of loud music, naked women and the smell of oil and perfume, they were backstage and every woman there turned to glare at Sandra as she was led in. As Janine pushed her forward towards an empty corner Sandra finally found her voice and tried to converse. "Look I can't do this! You can't..." Janine grabbed Sandra's dark hair and pulle dit hard. "Shut up bitch! You will do what I say if you want to save that man of yours and if you want the tape of our morning kept secret!" "Yeah, I know but even so I can't dance! I'm not sexy! I can't do this!" "Don't worry about that we're gonna do a double act and believe me it will be fucking sexy! You'll just be up there and do what I say when I say and we're gonna put on the hottest damned show imaginable!" It took Janine less than five minutes to get ready for going on stage. As they waited to be ushered on Sandra could only glance at Janine's body a little enviously. Yes there were loads of garish tattoos but her waist was so slim, her plastic breasts so fim looking and her legs also very fit. Janine was dressed in a black leather bra top and shorts, her tanned skin glitering and her long hair spectacular. When she got the call she grabbed Sandra by the wrist and puleld her though the curtain and literally threw her onto the small podium catwalk. Looking out into the dim crowd she could generally make out what seemed to be the drunken dregs of society watchign them. And they hooted with derision at such a professionally dressed woman spilling out onto stage. On her ass Sandra could only look up as Janine marched over to her and grabbed her bythe hair and jerked her to her feet before hauling her suit jacket off and flinging it into the rowdy crowd. Sandra opened her mouth to complain but in that instant Janine had flipepd her bra top down, revealled her breats and shoved the right one into Sandra's surprised mouth so it looked like she was enthusiastically sucking on it! Sandra blushed at doing this in such a public venue - not that she would know anyone that was in the crowd, would she? But before she could think anymore Janine had pushed her back from her and ripped the buttons from her expensive silk blouse and tugged it down her arms baring Sandra's sexy bra to a cheer from the crowd. She was like a rabbit stuck in the headlights up there (and it was bright!) she froze and Janine took full advantage of the face, easily bendign her over to strip her of her trousers too before tossing them casually into the crowd. By this time theirs was by far the busiest of the three dancing poduims. Janine left Sandr ain just her bra and panties and twirled hersef around the pole in the centre and removed her lowered top and panties herself leaving her stark naked next to the brunette businesswoman. With an easy press of her hands on Sandra's shoulders she had Sandra on her knees before her and then Janine produced a collar from the bag she had dumped by the side of the stage and clipped it around Sandra's neck before affixing a leash to it. Sandra's head was spinnign and didn't immediately realise what had happened. Janine confidently marched the length of the stage, dragging Sandr aon hands and knees behind her and being so low she could see right into the front rows of the audience and it made her sick. The guys were disgusting looking and shouting the crudest, most perverted things at her whiel waving dollar bills at her and even slipping them into her panties! Sandra is mentally broken at this humiliation. She was a respected businesswoman, wife and mother not some common slut stripper and yet here she was being publicly debased in such a fashion. Janine was in complete control and she was playing up to the crowd perfectly. She led Sandra to the front on all fours before bending her over and spanking her hard to a chorus of cheers. But the denizens of the club are impatient to see more of Sandra and after turning her ass cheeks beet red, Janine leans In and whispered to her collared slave. "No I'm going to pull you up bitch and you are going to strip off that fine underwear so everybody in here can see your wares, and if you don't, well I will and you won't enjoy that!" Janine took a back seat, while still bumping and gringing, to allow the spotlight to fall on the reluctant stripper. Sandra stoof and tried to move sexily but it was not natural to her. Her movements were jerky and forced and when she had unclasped her bra she held it in place for the longest time before letting it drop to the floor and unveiling her firm breasts. The crowd exploded and clapped and chanted for it all to come off. Sandra was operating on instinct now, her brain frozen. Her hands slipped into the sides of her panties, the dollar bills dropping out to be gathered by Janine and then, as if in a dream Sandra puleld her underwear down and stepped out of them to stand naked (bar her heels and collar) before a rabid crowd. Janine left her for a moment before marching up, yankign on the leash, forcing Sandra down to her knees and postioining her pussy over Sandra's mouth. "Open up bitch!" was her harsh demand. Sandra couldn't believe she was about to eat another woman's pussy in public whiel naked but she did as she was bid and prepared herself. But boy was she in for a shock! Janine tossed her head back, her long blonde hair spectacular and crossed her hands behind her head as she wideneed her knees apart just inches from Sandra's waiting mouth. But she went no further, instead she squeezed herself and let flow with a powerful stream of piss! It went flying out and down Sandra's mouth before she knew what was happenign, it stank and tasted horrible but when she finally realised what is was and gagging, shut her mouth it continued to wash all over her face and body. The club exploded with nosie when they reaslied what Janine was doing, all the patrons of the club turned their attantion to theit podium. Even the other dancers interrupted their routine to watch it. Just as Sandra's golden shower came to a dribbling stop the club manager jumped on stage and grabbed both women and dragged them off stage to a chorus of boos. He was going mental at them. "What the fuck was that! Janine you stupid cunt! What the fuck ar eyou laughing at?! You can't fucking do that up there." With Janine just laughing at him as he ushered them backstage her turne dhis wrath on the piss soaked brunette. "And you, you fucking freak! First tiem in here will be your fuckign last! You ar efuckign lucky I don't get the pair of you arrested for this! We'er a strip club not a goddamn freak show!" Janine had grabbed her bag and coat just as he physically pushed them both out the back door into the alley. Itw asdark, Janine was in hysterics and Sandra was still stark naked and coated in piss. She stood there and glowered at her tormentor, wanting so desperatly to slap her, in fact she tried to do so but was too slow, Janine catchign her wrist befor eit hit her cheek. Then the younger woman puleld her and twisted her arm up behind her back. "Don't bother bitch, or I'll rip it off. What's the matter? You look a little 'pissed off'!" Whiel she laughed at that Sandra fumed and arched her back and went on tip toes to relieve the pressue on her arm but as she did so the group of bikers rounded the building obviously a good bit frunker than when they went it. The leader came up to Janine and slapped her back. "Great show babe! Fucking magic! Now get your coat on and get youyr biek I'll take Missy here on mine!" The biker grabbed Sandra by the wrist and in one, fast, fluid movement swung her up and around and onto the back of another hairy biker's hog. The frightened brunette had no time to react as th eengine burst into life but she did grab onto his leather coat for dear lfie as he sped away his passenger stark naked behind him in the dark, cold night. * It was a short, frightening journey as Sandra wondered what the hell more she would have to endure that terrible day. Her destination was an old abandoned warehouse that had makeshift ligting. The gang arrived pretty much all together and Sandra was puleld off the back of the bike and unceremoniously deposited on an old, stained, faded mattress in the centre of the cavernous building. She was on her knees, naked and soon surrounded by horny bikers but they all held back until Janine slinked though the crowd to stand over her again. "You looked good up there babe, a real natural. I mean as a toilet, not anything else! Anyway, your bastard husband gets back tomorrow morning? Well all you have to do is sexually asatisfy all these gentlemen and by the time he gets back the stuff will be gone from his ride, you understand?" Sandra understood only too well and she also realised that if she didn't go along with her demand the bikers would probably just take her anyway, she wasn't naïve enough to believe that if she said no that they would all just go away and leave her alone. It was immaterial anyway as even then the guys standign in front of her were all whipping out their dicks and starting to point them at her and stroke them. Janine moved off to the side with her camera in operation again as the first man came right up to Sandra and she closed her eyes. But is she was expecting an oral invasion she was to be surprised, for now anyway, as the guys began to furiously jerk off around her. Though she would be none the wiser if they told her, the smart businesswoman was about to experince first hand "The Biker Bukkake". When the first load of cum splattered messily across her face she opened her eyes to figure out what was happening, that was a mistake as his second burst splashed across her eyes and when she blinekd her eye lashes got gunked and gelled up, and that was only the beginning. Within seconds of that fist load another was being sprayed across her hair from the side then in short order another fired straight onto the nose. The guys were all fired up and ready to let fly and within fifteen minutes Sandra's face was a cum covered mess and all of the bikers had relieveed themselves in this way on the distraught brunette. All this made some potent footage for janine's sordid little film. And it was Janine who advanced things in that bleak, derelict warehouse to even greater depravity. "Right boys! First one of you that gets hard again get stuck in, any hole is up for grabs and she'll take two or three at a time if you want to try!" Sandra knelt there and listened in growing horror. Here she was with her face coated in cum, humiliated beyond believe and now she was going to be used as a piece of meat! But before she could contemplate that hands were on her shoulders, pushing her down onto all fours like a dog. Rough hands were on her inner thighs prying them apart and she felt the slickness of a hard, ready cock pressing against her pussy. With a slow, hard thrust she was penetrated from behind and when her mouth unglued itself and made to complain it was immediately filled with another rcock from the front! Sandra was spit roasted there and then, a hard cock invading her from both ends while the rest of the biker gang cheered their comrades on and passed comment on Sandra's performance. "That's it guys give it to the straight laced bitch nice and hard!" "Yeah baby, wait until you gt my ten inches in your ass!" "Choke on that slut, you got plenty more to come!" Janine circled the gang like the cat that got the cream, she was just wearing her leather jacket, nothing else, and as she filmed Sandra in action she also took the time to stroke the boys cocks gettign them even more aroused for their turn. This was sheer for Sandra, the thought hit her that she would probably have more cocks inside her that night than in the rest of her life all added together! And all to ave her husband and family. Was it worth this? She didn't know now but it was too late to back down, this was her ordeal now and she would have to suffer it. And just at that the cock in her mouth bucked and exploded, filling her mouth with sour tasting runny cum. She inadvertantly swlalowed some while the rest spileld from the corners of her mouth and drooled onto the mattress beneath her. This seemed to set off the guy banging into her from behind, finally his balls stopped slapping against Sandra's ass and he tensed up too before squirtign his semen deep inside Sandra's pussy. Each cocj was swiftly replaced by another, infact two jostled for entrance to Sandra's mouth, both gettign their heads between Sandra's lips and for a moment she had two dicks in her mouth before one of the guys stood back to allow the first one fully in whiel he contented himself with slapping his dick agianst Sandra's face. Sandra took dick after dick in her three holes while kneeling / lying on that old mattress. The bikers came in her mouth, in her pussy and in her ass. She felt used and abused and still they fucked her with Janine taping the whole ordeal and making catty comments every so often. Sandra just took them all, she had no fight left in her after this day of degradation. Eventually it was all over. Each of the burly bikers had had their fill of the smart, suburban businesswoman and they stood back from her and spoke amonst themselves, smoked and drank copious amoutns of beer. Sandra just lay there miserably and covered in cum as Janine knelt beside her to goad her further. "Well 'perfect mum' how was that day? Enjoy it? I thought not. Maybe next tiem you give me any shit about seeing my own fucking daughter you will hold your tongue, do you think? Now I'm going to hold onto this recording, I don't see any value in letting anyone else see it at the moment but if you evr give me any problems in the future then your husband, your family, your work colleagues and your friends will see this little beauty, understand? Now here's some clothes, get up, get dressed and get the fuck out of here before the boys recover and want another shot with you!" Loyal Wife / Vengeful Ex Janine dropped a tiny, torn denim miniskirt and a half T-shirt with the word "SKANK" emblazoned across it the strutted away from Sandra, supremely confident she had broken the brunette's will. And she had. Through blinking eyes Sandra put the two items on, together they barely covered her tits or her pussy but she wore them nonetheless, fearing the alternative would be to go home nude. It took her an hour to walk home barefoot and she got a few looks and wold whistles on the way but she eventually made it and collapsed into bed at least safe in the knowledge she had saved her husband from jail. Four weeks later he left her for a younger woman, ain't life a bitch?