3 comments/ 68181 views/ 7 favorites She Wouldn't Date Him By: BlueDaisy "Hello, Sarah". The voice startled Sarah; she turned towards the direction the voice came from. "Who is it, where are you?" "You know me, Sarah. And I'm right here." The Voice stepped out of the shadows and into Sarah's sight. "What are you doing here?" Sarah recognized one of the men with whom she worked. He had asked her out several times and she turned him down each time. Not that she didn't like him. He was pretty nice, and certainly handsome. It was just that he was...a man. "Oh, Sarah, my dear. You talk too much, did you know that? I heard you talking to Amanda about fantasies. All I had to do was look you up in the company directory, and here I am." "Wayne, what do you want? Why are you here?" "To help you fulfill some of your fantasies, Sarah. To give you pleasure." "No....Wayne, I want you to leave...NOW! If you go now, I won't say anything to the boss about this. But if you don't go, I will. He wouldn't look too kindly on one of his employees stalking another." "But I'm not stalking you, Sarah. I'm here for you....to give to you. You see, you always turn me down when I ask you out, but I don't hold a grudge. Quite the opposite. I will take this opportunity to be with you. And you will enjoy my visit." "Look, Wayne", Sarah says as she tries to step away from him. "I don't have anything against you personally. I just haven't been going out with....men...lately....." "I know, Sarah, I know. But it is such a waste of good pussy to give it to women." Wayne walks towards Sarah and blocks her exit from the porch. "Open the door, Sarah." Sarah fumbles with the keys as she tries to find the key to the front door. Finally she finds the right key and puts it in the lock. She trembles as the door opens. "Go on in, honey. Turn on a light so I can see you." Sarah goes to turn on a lamp. As she does so, she looks around the room to see if there is anything she can use as a weapon. Damn. Nothing. No heavy knick knacks, nothing. "Now, my sweet. Take off your shoes and get comfy, and I'll do the same." "Look, Wayne....tell you what....I'll go out with you...on a real date, ok? Just please..leave. Now." Shaking his head, "No, Sarah...too late for that. Now...take off your shoes, as I did." Sarah removes her shoes and pulls her legs up under her on the sofa. She watches with widening eyes as Wayne starts to unbutton his shirt and then his jeans. 'Oh, dear God', she thinks. 'This can't be happening.' "Come on, Sarah, I don't want to be underdressed for the occasion", he chuckles at his own joke. Sarah dosn't think it is funny. "Now Sarah. Do it." Sarah reaches for the hem of her top and pulls it over her head, and holds it to her chest. "No, throw it over there, on that chair." Sarah complies, not knowing what else to do. "Move your arms...don't try to cover yourself. There...that's better" he says as she puts her arms down and her hands in her lap." "Now, my sweet....stand up and remove your pants. Yes, Sarah...do it.....NOW!" Startled by his loud command, Sarah unbuckles her pants and pushes them down to her ankles and steps out of them. She throws them over with her shirt. "There....now stand straight. Let me see you. Yes....very nice. Ok....now the bra and panties." Becoming resigned to her fate, Sarah complies. She is standing in front of him, nude, trying cover herself with her hands. "Now....there will be no more hiding yourself from me tonight. Do you understand that?" "Yes, Wayne. I understand." Wayne removes his clothing, including his jockey shorts and tosses them over near Sarah's clothing. "Ok, let's go get your toys." "What toys? I don't know what you're talking about," Sarah says, trying to derail his plans. No such luck. "Oh, come now, dear one. I said I heard you talking to Amanda. I know you have....special toys you play with when you have a 'friend' over. I want you to share them with me." Sarah sighs and walks toward her bedroom; Wayne follows. Going to her dresser, Sarah removes a box. Wayne takes it from her and looks inside. "Ahhh....yes. Just as you told Amanda. This is going to be a fun evening, Sarah." Wayne smiles and licks his lips. He leads her back to the living room. "Bend over that chair. Put your knees on the seat and hold on to the back. Yes, just like that. Now.....let's see how this switch feels." Wayne gently rubs her butt then steps back and administers the first swat with the switch. Sarah flinches. She is determined not to enjoy this. Just get it over with. Wayne gives her a few more swats then stops to admire the thin red lines that appear on Sarah's ass. He rubs her marks lightly, then slips his hand down between her thighs. Not wet yet. "Sarah, I know that this is a turn-on for you. Unless you were lying to Amanda, hmmm?" "Just do what you are going to do and leave." Sarah spits out between clenched teeth. "Now Sarah...is that any way to act? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Ok...lie down on the sofa. Throw your left leg over the back of the sofa. Yes, and put your right leg down, with your foot on the floor." Sarah does as Wayne has ordered her, feeling humiliated in this spread position. "Put your arms together, over your head, dear one. I'll try not to cut the circulation off when I tie them." Wayne ties Sarah's hands together over her head, then ties the rope to a leg of the couch. He then goes down and squats on the floor, beside her. He enjoys what he sees: Sarah virtually spread-eagle, at his disposal. Yes, this is going to be nice. Very nice. Sarah flinches as Wayne touches her belly. He leans down and flicks a nipple with his tongue. "Ahh....Sarah...you don't know how many times I've fantasized about this," Wayne tells her as he continues to flick first one nipple then the other. He stops to suck on one and hears Sarah's sharp intake of breath. He sucks harder, drawing more of her breast into his mouth. Sarah moans. Damn him. He kneads the other breast with one hand as he sucks on the first one. His other hand slips down to her hairless mound. He cups her with his hand and Sarah squirms. "Feel good, Sweet? Yeah...I think it does." He goes back to her breasts, with one hand still on her cunt, his middle finger slipping down between the lips. Yes...moisture...she is enjoying it. He smiles. Wayne leaves her breasts and goes to kneel between her spread thighs. He can almost taste her already, just from smelling her aroma. "No, Wayne...please....let's just forget this. I won't say anything...just please don't do this." "What's wrong, Sarah? A man's tongue isn't good enough for your sweet pussy? Only another woman's will do? Well, you'll get this man's tongue. Right...now" he says as he lowers his mouth to her lower lips. Sarah jerks as his skin meets skin. Wayne opens his mouth and places it over her cunt and sucks. Sarah takes in a deep breath and holds it. She won't enjoy it. Think of something else. Anything other than that.....oh god that tongue slipping between her lips. "Sarah, I don't know why you are so resistant to this; I know that you have fantasies of being raped. Well, love, here is your fantasy come true. Except this isn't a violent, stranger rape. No, I wouldn't even call it 'rape' at all. How about 'a forced seduction'? I like the ring of that." He lowers his mouth back to her pussy and begins to slowly lick, from top to bottom and back again. She tasted so good to him. "Oh dear lord no....." Sarah moans as her head begins to rock from side to side on the couch. 'This can't feel good', she thinks. While she can still think. Wayne's tongue has begun making all kinds of swirls on her pussy. Oh, heavens...that feels *so* good, Sarah thinks. What IS he doing with his tongue? As if he read her mind, Wayne tells her that he is writing the alphabet with his tongue. She is beginning to feel too good. She doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of having an orgasm. She may not have a choice in the matter. Wayne zeroes in on her clit, alternately licking and sucking, as Sarah's cunt begins to twitch. Her head is pushing down into the couch as she tries to fight her impending orgasm. She tries to close her legs, but Wayne has them held apart with his hands. She is immobile as he sucks and licks. Her pussy is throbbing; she feels the inside of her cunt begin to spasm. Sarah clasps her hands together over her head as best she can. "Oh dear god..no....."nooooo" she wails as her orgasm overtakes her. Wayne continues his ministrations as she thrashes about on the couch. Finally he stops, leans back and looks at her, licking his lips and smiling. Sarah is lying there, breathing hard, trying to slow her breath and heartrate. God, where did he learn that? Finally her breathing slows enough for her to be able to speak. "Damn you Wayne...did you get what you came for? Please go." "Why, Sarah. Is that any way to talk to the man who just made you....cuuum?", he draws the word out. Sarah tries to get her breathing back under control. "Ok...what more do you want?" "Honey pie, we've got the whole night ahead of us. Don't rush it!" Wayne goes up to the head of the sofa and rubs his hard cock as Sarah watches, wondering what he is going to do. But she knows. She groans as he straddles her chest and places the tip of his cock on her lips. "Just one word of warning, my dear.....bite me and you WILL regret it. Savvy?" Sarah nods her head in understanding. "Now....open a bit...yes, there's the good girl. Ahhh......" Wayne sighs as the head of his cock slips between her wet lips. He begins to thrust slowly as she licks the head with her tongue. "Yes, soo good. So very good." He leans his head back as he enjoys the sensation of having his cock sucked by Sarah as he fucks her mouth. "Suck harder. Yeah....that's it." His thrusts increase as his cock hardens more, and thickens. Sarah opens her mouth wider to accomodate the bulk of his cock. She wonders if she will choke. "Oh yeeesss....oh dear god yes..." Wayne moans and holds Sarah's head as he fucks her mouth in earnest. He knew that it would be good with her. Ah, this is so very good. He is so close to orgasm. He closes his eyes, head thrown back, and holds her face tightly to his crotch. One final deep thrust and he begins to spurt into her mouth. "Swallow it, Sarah. All of it", he gasps out as his orgasm winds down. She swallows his cum as he pulls out of her mouth. "Damn, woman. That was nice. Very nice." He lays down on the floor beside the couch as he comes down from his orgasmic high, breathing hard. When he recovers sufficiently, he raises up and unties the rope from the leg of the sofa, and unties her hands. Sarah rubs and shakes her arms and hands to restore circulation. She glares at Wayne. "I hope you're happy," she says. "You damn near made my hands turn blue by tying me that way." "Oh, honey....it was worth it. Don't you think?" Sarah says nothing, just glares at him. "Ok....time for more fun." Wayne goes back to Sarah's box of toys and removes a slim dildo and a tube of lube. "No, Wayne....not on your life." Sarah sits up on the sofa and wraps her arms around her legs. Wayne turns to Sarah and smiles. "Oh yeah...get on your knees on the floor, Sweet, and stick that pretty ass up in the air." Sarah remains seated. Wayne stops smiling and gets a paddle. He hits the outside of her thigh with the paddle. "I said do it." Sarah recoils when the paddle hits her thighs and looks up at Wayne as if it was the first time she had seen him. Slowly she begins to slide down to the floor, on her knees, leaning her head on the sofa. Wayne sits down beside her and spreads her ass cheeks with his hands and rubs her. He goes down between her thighs and brings up her juices and rubs them on her asshole. He gets some lube on his finger and slowly begins to work on her. He rubs around the rim until she begins to relax, then sticks the very tip of his index finger into her. Sarah tightens up then begins to relax. She knows that if he is intent on doing this, she is better off to relax and go with the flow. Besides...she doesn't want to admit it, even to herself, but it feels good. Too good. Wayne gently works more of his finger into her ass, pulling out and pushing in slowly, deeper each time. Finally, he is in deep enough. He pulls out and lubes up the dildo. He places it against her hole and leans down to lick and kiss her butt cheek as the dildo starts to slowly work into her. Sarah tries to relax as the plastic toy invades her body. Wayne's licking of her ass helps. She signs and let's her body relax onto the sofa. Wayne increases the pace as Sarah's body begins to accept more and more of the dildo. He notices that Sarah is starting to move, ever so slightly, back toward the dildo. He smiles as he kisses her butt cheek. Yes, this is good. Sarah moans as her body begins to betray her once again. As determined as she is not to enjoy this, her body has other ideas. She arches her back and thrusts back onto the dildo. Wayne reaches down and rubs her pussy with his free hand. "Ohhh......yes.....oh god yes..." Sarah moans as Wayne rubs her clit. He continues to fuck her ass with the dildo, and Sarah bucks back into the dildo more and more. Her orgasm is approaching. She moans non-stop as the feelings overwhelm her once again. She is thrown over the edge into orgasmic bliss. She relaxes down into the sofa again and breathes hard. Wayne removes the dildo slowly and Sarah shudders involuntarily. Oh, so good. Damn him. Wayne puts his arm around Sarah and leans down near her face. He smiles at her sweat-drenched face and hair. She looks at him, still refusing to give him the satisfaction of admitting that she has been feeling so good. He knows without her saying, by the betrayal of her body and her moans. Still, she refuses to tell him in words. On a deep sigh, Sarah asks him, "What next, Wayne? Or am I fortunate enough for you to be finished with me?" Sarah suddenly realizes that she hopes he is not through with her. She wants to feel his cock in her. Deep and hard in her. 'Oh damn...what is wrong with me?', she thinks. 'He's gotten me hornier than a bitch in heat, that's what', she replies to herself. 'Great...now I'm not only talking to myself, but I'm answering myself, too.' "Ok, sweet one. Off to bed with you", she hears Wayne say, interrupting her reverie. "You..you're leaving now?" Wayne chuckles. "No, dear one, I will be joining you in your bed." Sarah glares at him, but inwardly rejoices. She gets up slowly and carefully, and walks into her bedroom. "Excuse me, please? I have to use the restroom." "Ok, just leave the door open so I will know if you try to sneak out the window." "Where will I go with no clothes on, Wayne?", she asks with derision in her voice. "Well, just go on...and leave the door open anyway." Sarah uses the restroom and washes her face and hands. She returns to the bedroom but Wayne ushers her back into the bathroom. "I want to be able to keep an eye on you while I take my turn in there now." Wayne washes his hands and takes Sarah by the elbow and walks her back to her bed. He pulls back the covers and motions for Sarah to lie down. "Haven't you had enough, Wayne? You've had your revenge, if that what this is." Wayne chuckles, shaking his head as if in disbelief. "Sarah, Sarah...This isn't 'revenge'. This is just a way to give you the pleasure which you have been denying yourself by turning me down and sharing your gorgeous body with women. Now lie down." "How do you know what I find pleasurable, Wayne?" Sarah spat out his name with venom in her voice. "Lie down....NOW!", Wayne orders; Sarah complies, a bit frightened when he uses that tone. Then more softly, "I know, Sarah, I know, because I've just given it to you. No, don't try to deny that you enjoyed what I've done for you so far." Wayne sits down on the bed next to Sarah and begins to gently rub her bare belly. Sarah squirms a bit, but tries to pretend it is out of disdain. "If I have responded with apparent enjoyment to anything you have done TO me", says Sarah, emphasizing "to", "it is just biology, pure and simple. I'm certainly NOT enjoying this...this...outrageous activity." "My dear, I don't believe for one minute that "just biology" is the cause of your orgasms. You can say that all you want, but I know the difference. Now, just lie back and let me see how much more pleasure I can provide to you." Wayne stretched out beside Sarah, with his head in his left hand, supported by his elbow. He looked down at Sarah and thought what a delight she was. And for tonight, she was his. With his right hand, Wayne caressed Sarah's face...her cheeks, nose, lips, then down to her throat as he leaned down to kiss her lips. The kiss began gently as he moved his lips over Sarah's. She held her lips tightly closed. Moving his right hand down to her breast, Wayne began to gently massage one breast. He continued to move his lips over hers, then traced them with the tip of his tongue. Sarah opened her eyes and stared at him for a moment, then closed them again. Damn she wanted him to fuck her...but there was no way on this earth she would let him know that. Sarah opened her lips to say something and Wayne took advantage of the opening to slip his tongue inside her mouth. Sarah opened her eyes again to protest, but she was beginning to succumb to the kneading of her breasts, and the feeling of his tongue teasing her own. Wayne smiled down at Sarah as her eyes drifted closed, her thoughts remaining unspoken. Sarah sighed and relaxed. Damn! 'I guess the old adage is true...if you can't fight 'em...', she thought. "That's my girl", Wayne cooed to her as he sensed her relaxation. "Just lie there and let Wayne soothe what ails you." Not quite ready to totally give in, Sarah replied tartly, "The only thing that ails me is you, Wayne. I've just decided to let you do what you want so this will be over as soon as possible." To herself, Sarah said, 'damn...just hurry and fuck me, you idiot!'. Wayne's tongue resumed its tour of Sarah's mouth, tracing out the contours of her palate, her teeth, the insides of her cheeks. Sarah let her tongue do a little dance with Wayne's tongue. The massaging of her breasts had hardened Sarah's nipples to little rocks and the surface of her areola was pebbled. Wayne bent down to lick at each nipple in turn. He licked around first one and then the other, taking in the areola with each lick, with Sarah's sighs as his reward. Raising up, Wayne took both her arms and held them over Sarah's head. He then resumed his laving of her nipples. He knew that this was a special turn-on for Sarah, as it was one of the things he had heard her tell Amanda. She had said that there was just something so exciting about having her arms raised up while her breasts were being sucked and licked. Especially when they were being held up, or tied above her head. Sarah sighed as Wayne suckled her breasts, drawing a nipple into his mouth, sucking harder, then more lightly, back and forth. It was maddening! Her nipples were so hard they felt like they would explode. A moan escaped Sarah's lips and Wayne smiled again. "Mmmmm...your breasts...so nice, Sarah. So wonderfully nice." Wayne made a noise that vibrated on her breasts and Sarah gasped. He knew that she was not going to give him any trouble now. He had her right where he wanted her. Sarah was moaning almost continually now, as Wayne continued his loving assault on her senses and her breasts. Finally he released her arms and moved his mouth downward. He licked her abdomen on his way down, pausing at her belly button. Sarah tried to stifle a giggle as his tongue delved into the small pit. "Ticklish, are you, my dear?" Wayne continued his way down her belly, branching off to one side just before he reached the point where the soft bed of hair would have been, had she not shaved it off. 'Pity', thought Wayne as he observed once again her hairless mound. He had never realized that about himself before now...he was a "hair man". She Wouldn't Date Him, Chapter 2 There is never an excuse for forcing sex on anyone, male or female. I do not condone the practice. However, there are people who have fantasies of being forced to submit sexually. This story, and Chapter 1, were written with them in mind. If you do not want to read stories of this nature, stop here. *********************** Sarah’s Revenge Wayne left Sarah's house and walked out into the night, smiling to himself. He had finally been able to bed the lovely Sarah. True, he had to force the issue for starters, but he knew that by the end she was enjoying it. She could deny it all she wanted to, but he could tell by the reaction of her body that she was receiving a lot of pleasure from the acts. ************************ After Wayne left her house, Sarah lay in her bed, covered by the sheet she had pulled up to her chin after Wayne had finished with her. The bastard. Not only was she covered by the sheet, she was covered in semen. Yuck. She crawled out of the bed and headed for the shower. Setting the water temperature as hot as she could stand it, Sarah stepped under the steaming flow of water, letting it cascade over her body. Ahh...that felt so good. She was a bit sore from everything that Wayne had done to her. The bastard. How dare he force himself on her? How dare he make her do those things? She was a lesbian, for goodness sake. But, she felt inwardly, some of the things he had done to her had felt kind of nice. No; she would not let herself think that way. As she tried to scrub the feel of Wayne from her body, and wash away the remnants of his orgasms, Sarah’s mind wandered back over the events of the night. Thinking about how he had surprised her on her porch as she was fixing to unlock her front door to go in. Thinking about how he had tied her after making her strip. About how he had tongued her to a fabulous orgasm. 'No! Stop thinking about that', Sarah admonished herself. Getting out of the shower, Sarah went to the cabinet and retrieved a bottle of douche. Then she reached in and got another, and returned to the shower. She finished her ablution, then stepped out onto the bathmat and dried her body. Walking into her bedroom, she saw the bed, all mussed from the night of sex. Before she even dressed, she went to the linen closet to get fresh bedding. She stripped the bed and remade it with fresh sheets. Sarah went to her dresser and got out panties and pajamas and dressed. She walked over to her bed but stopped short of getting in. Somehow, she just couldn't face lying there right now. ********************** "Hi honey. I got here as fast as I could." Sarah's lover, Amy, walked into Sarah's living room and looked around for her. Amy was glad that she had a key to Sarah's house, because Sarah hadn't sounded too good when she had spoken to her just 20 minutes before. She didn't know what she might find upon her arrival. "In the kitchen, Amy" called Sarah. Amy walked to the kitchen and up to Sarah. Sarah was sitting at the table, cupping a mug of hot chocolate in her hands. Amy squatted next to Sarah where she sat. "Look at me, honey," Amy told her. Sarah turned her head and looked at Amy. "What is wrong, Sarah? You're scaring me." Sarah put her mug on the table and turned to face Amy. "I was raped, Amy. I was raped right here in my own home." Sarah laid her head on Amy's shoulder as Amy wrapped her arms around Sarah, as Sarah began to cry. "Oh, baby; are you all right? Look at me!" Amy commanded. Sarah raised her head up to look at Amy. "Did he hurt you? Do you know who it was? Oh damn! You took a shower, didn't you? Honey, you washed away the evidence the police would need!" "I'm ok, Amy. He didn't hurt me and yes, I know who it was. And I'm not going to press charges. Do you remember the guy from work that I've told you about, Wayne? The one who always asks me out?" "Yeah", said Amy. "It was him?" Sarah nodded her head. "Damn his hide; I'll kill the son of a bitch," said a very angry Amy. "Why aren't you going to press charges?" Amy demanded. Sarah dried her eyes with a paper napkin and replied, "Because it would cause all kind of crap at work. The best thing to do is just forget it happened." "I don't agree, Sarah," said Amy. "Not making him accountable for what he did will let him think he can do this again, to any woman; maybe even you again." Amy stood up, with her arms still wrapped around Sarah, Sarah standing up with her. They walked, arm in arm, to the living room. Sarah looked at the couch. Then she looked around the room. The evidence of the nights' activities was scattered around the room. The ropes with which he had bound her, the slim dildo he had used in her ass; the tube of lubricant that had eased the dildos entry into her body. Her clothing. Sarah shook her head as she surveyed the room. Amy looked at the items strewn around the room, which she had not noticed when she had first entered the house. Amy walked about the room, picking things up. She discarded the rope, dildo and lubricant. Sarah's clothing she placed in the laundry hamper in the bathroom. Amy returned to the living room to find Sarah sitting on a chair, avoiding the couch. Amy walked up to Sarah, took her hands and pulled Sarah to her feet. "Come on, baby. Let's go lie down; I'll hold you." They walked to Sarah's bedroom and stood at the foot of Sarah's bed. "Well, at least getting into the bed with you will be much more pleasant than it was earlier," she told Amy. Amy undressed, pulled the covers back and got into the bed; Sarah followed. They lay, spoon fashion, in the middle of Sarah's bed. "Just rest, honey. I'll be here with you all night." Sarah turned her head back as far as she could, so she could kiss Amy. Realizing she needed more, Sarah turned over to face Amy. Amy pulled Sarah closer to her, and lowered her lips to Sarah's. It began as a tender kiss; mouths open but no tongue involved. A light rubbing of lips of one mouth over the lips of another mouth. Soon it became more heated. Sarah held onto the back of Amy's head and slipped her tongue into Amy's mouth. Sarah and Amy groaned simultaneously as their tongues began the dance of two lovers. Sarah sucked on Amy's tongue and Amy returned the favor. Their tongues roamed over teeth, inside cheeks, tickling each other's palates. Each felt as if they would never have enough of the other. Finally, they parted, panting. Sarah gently pushed Amy back onto the mattress and began to kiss her again. She kissed Amy's lips, her cheeks, and her chin. She trailed moist kisses down Amy's neck, stopping to nibble along the way. Amy lay there, moaning, with her hands wrapped in Sarah's hair. Sarah was kissing her way down to Amy's breasts now, licking around the outer breasts, each one in turn, slowly working her way to the nipple of each breast. By the time she had reached the nipple of the first breast, Amy was squirming on the bed, pulling Sarah to her. "Oh, dear god Sarah!" Amy moaned. Sarah continued sucking Amy's breasts, first one then the other. Sucking hard on the nipples, licking gently around the rest of the breast, just the way she knew Amy liked it. "Please...Sarah...I need it." Amy was pushing Sarah's head downward, toward her belly. She needed to feel Sarah's tongue on her pussy. Sarah obliged by licking her way down Amy's belly. She didn't make Amy wait very long, as she made a beeline for Amy's crotch. Sarah was as desperate as Amy for a taste of her lover's pussy. Sarah groaned as her tongue touched the area just above Amy's clit. Sarah turned her body in the "69" position, but didn't straddle Amy. This was for Amy, her beloved. Sarah ran her tongue down over the top of Amy’s clit, raised her tongue, put it back down just above the clit, then licked downward over the clit again. Amy was squirming and moaning loudly by now. This was how she liked to be licked for starters, and Sarah did it so well! Sarah licked Amy in this fashion for several long minutes before she began to suck directly on Amy’s clit. Amy writhed on the bed, thrusting her hips up to Sarah’s mouth. “Ahhh...Sa...ra...oh god...so good” Amy managed to gasp out. Sarah turned around and went between Amy’s spread thighs. She began to suck on Amy’s clit again, as she used two fingers to enter Amy’s cunt. She curved her fingers upwards and began to stroke. Amy squirmed, moaned and thrusted, as Sarah loved her. Suddenly, Amy’s hips thrust up hard, she grabbed Sarah’s head and pushed it into her own pussy, forcing Sarah to keep her head where it was; not that Sarah had any intention of moving. Sarah continued to rub the upper part of Amy’s vaginal canal as Amy cried out her orgasm. When it finally passed, Amy let her hips lower to the bed and Sarah stopped her ministrations, because she knew that Amy was now too sensitive to be touched. Sarah lay down beside Amy and took her in her arms. Sarah sucked on the fingers she had just recently removed from Amy’s pussy. Amy reached down to Sarah’s still-covered pussy, slipped her hand inside Sarah’s pajamas and panties, to reach between Sarah’s thighs and into Sarah’s slit. It was very wet. She cupped Sarah’s mound with her hand, just holding her like that. The two lovers drifted off to sleep. ************************* At breakfast the next morning, Sarah told Amy of an idea that had come to her during the wee hours of the morning. She had a way to get revenge on Wayne! Amy listened intently as Sarah outlined her idea, smiling bigger and bigger as the story unfolded. "You have a wonderfully wicked imagination,", Amy told Sarah. "Let's do it!" Sarah and Amy finished the breakfast and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. ************************* "You're sure this is Wayne's house?" Amy asked later that same evening as they walked up the sidewalk of a house several miles from Sarah's. "Yes, I'm sure. I got his the same way he got my address, from the company directory." Amy and Sarah walked up to the porch and rang the doorbell. Each carried a purse. The door opened and Wayne stood there, looking out the screen door at Sarah and another woman. "Well, hello Sarah" Wayne said, cautiously. "Um, who is your friend?" "Hi Wayne, this is my friend, Amy. Can we come in?" Sarah gave him a big, friendly smile. "Sure, come on in." Wayne looked from woman to woman, curiously, as he held the door open for them. He was wondering why they were here. 'This can not be good,' Wayne thought to himself. Sarah and Amy walked into this living room and Wayne shut the door behind them. They looked around the room, then turned to Wayne and smiled. "Nice place, Wayne," Amy told him. Wayne thanked her and offered seats for them. "Would either of you like something to drink?" They both declined. "Wayne, I'll cut right to the chase. I told my friend Amy about your visit to my house last night and, well, she wanted some of the action, too." Wondering if he had heard correctly, Wayne frowned at Sarah and said, "Excuse me? Did you say that Amy wants to do what you and I did last evening?" Amy answered the question. "I sure do, Wayne," she purred. "It sounded like I missed a wonderful...party." "Um...well, sure, I guess we could have a threesome, unless you were just going to watch Amy and me, Sarah." Wayne was very aroused at the idea of having those two lovelies at the same time, but he was cautious all the same. Something just didn't seem right. "Well, I will probably join in, but first Amy wants you to herself. I get to watch, of course." Wayne let out the breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. "Ok, sure. When do you want to have this little escapade?" "How about right now? You aren't busy are you?" Amy asked Wayne, as she stood and walked over to where Wayne was standing. She sidled up to him and ran her hand down his cheek to his chest. "No, no, I'm not busy at all," Wayne stammered. "Now is great." "Well, then, for starters, I want you and me to undress, Wayne," said Amy. She began to take off her clothing and watched as Wayne did the same. She glanced over at Sarah and smiled. The plan just might work. "Hmm...Very nice, Wayne. I like what I see." Amy reached out and took Wayne's penis in her right hand. It was already hard, but it grew even harder and larger as Amy's hand closed around the shaft. "Ooohhh," Wayne moaned as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. He felt wetness on the head and the head on his shoulders snapped up, his eyes opened, to see Amy kneeling before him, with her mouth on his cock. 'Oh, lord', thought Wayne. 'This is too good to be true.' Amy took more and more of Wayne's cock into her mouth as his head again leaned back and his eyes shut. He put his hands on Amy's head but she pulled back and said, "No, Wayne. The rule is, you keep your hands behind your back. You don't grab my head. Got it?" Amy said, rather roughly. Wayne looked down at her once again, but agreed readily, anything to get her mouth back on his cock. "Sure, I've got it." He thrust his hips toward Amy as a suggestion that she take up where she had left off. She sucked his cock greedily, one hand on the base of his penis, the other cupping his balls. Wayne made sure to keep his hands behind his back, hard as it was not to reach out and grab her head. With his eyes closed, and moans coming from his throat, he did not see nor hear Sarah as she opened her purse and extracted a pair of handcuffs. Quietly and quickly, she walked up behind Wayne and snapped the cuffs on his wrists. She stepped back as Wayne opened his eyes and jerked back from Amy, who by now was standing, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "What the hell...?" He yelled at Sarah and jumped up. He tried to get his hands free, but of course he could not. He stood there, his cock still standing at attention, staring daggers at Sarah and Amy. "What is the big idea, Sarah? Just what kind of game is this?" He demanded. Sarah smiled at him and said, sweetly, "Just call it ‘Sarah's Revenge‘, Wayne." His eyes closed again, but not from ecstasy this time. "Damn," he said to no one in particular. Sarah and Amy wasted no time. "Come on, Stud," Sarah told Wayne as she took his arm and moved him over to the couch. "Sit down." "My arms hurt like this, dammit." Wayne was not a happy camper; he glowered at the women who had tricked him. "I'm sorry, Wayne, honey. But we have to keep you handcuffed like that. Otherwise, you might get free, or worse." Amy was looking at Wayne with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "What do you mean, I might get free or worse?" "You'll see," said Sarah. She got busy, shucking her clothing, down to bare skin. Sarah slinked over to Amy and they embraced. They began to kiss, deeply, passionately. Tongues entwined, mouths opened as wide as possible, it seemed as if they were trying to see who could devour the other. Amy's hands cupped Sarah's breasts as Sarah reached down to Amy's butt, bringing her closer to her. Sarah loved Amy's ass; those perfect little things. Sarah got wetter, just thinking about Amy's ass. Amy ground her cunt into Sarah's, each woman groaning into the other’s mouth as her passions rose. Wayne sat on the couch, watching what was unfolding before him. He could not believe what he was seeing. His beautiful Sarah was actually getting it on with another woman! The slut! 'Damn, when they let me loose, Sarah is in for it. Big time,' thought Wayne. He looked down at his cock, which was twitching, his balls were tight. 'Traitors,' he inwardly said to his manly parts. Wayne looked up that Sarah and Amy. They were still locked in that ridiculous embrace, ridiculous, as he thought of it, kissing as if they could not get enough. They were grinding their pussies together, hard, clit rubbing against clit. Sarah reached down between them and slipped her hand between Amy's thighs, and fondled Amy's outer lips with her fingers. She moved her hand up slightly and her fingers were barely inside of Amy's pussy. Amy moaned and lay her head on Sarah's shoulder as Sarah pulled back slightly away from Amy, so she could reach her better. Amy was thrusting her hips towards Sarah, needing to feel her fingers more deeply in her pussy. Amy gasped and threw her head back as she neared her orgasm. "Oh, god Sarah...I'm almost...aahhh," Amy was panting. "Oh damn honey...Yeeesss...don't stop!" Amy ground her pelvis against Sarah's hand, as she was lost in her orgasm. Sarah did not stop rubbing Amy's cunt and was still fucking Amy with her fingers as Amy suddenly went weak in the knees. Sarah helped Amy over to the chair and Amy sat down. "Did you like our little show, Wayne?" Sarah asked. "Oh, sure; Lovely," Wayne growled. "Is it my turn to play yet?" "Not yet," Sarah smiled wickedly at Wayne. She turned her attention back to Amy who was recovering from her orgasm. "Ready, lover," she asked Amy. Amy smiled at Sarah and motioned for her to sit in the other chair. Sarah complied and Amy stood and walked over to Sarah. She turned to look at Wayne, seeing his hard erection. Good lord he was big. And hard! 'Damn, too bad I don't like men,' thought Amy. Sarah scooted down in the chair so that her butt was at the edge, her pussy readily available to Amy. Amy sat on the floor on her knees and put her hands underneath Sarah's ass, pulling her towards her mouth. Amy lowered her mouth to Sarah's very wet cunt and licked. She licked from top to bottom, very slowly. Sarah groaned. Sarah was holding on to the arms of the chair as Amy continued to lick her pussy slowly, teasingly. Amy worked her tongue up into Sarah's cunt and began to tongue-fuck her. Sarah thrust her hips up at Amy, who just increased her tongue work. Amy pulled her tongue out of Sarah's pussy, and began to suck on Sarah's clit as she replaced her tongue with her fingers inside of Sarah. Amy was finger-fucking Sarah now, as she sucked on her clit. Sarah was bucking her hips up off the chair, pushing her cunt into Amy's face. "Amy...A...meeee," Sarah shouted. Amy sucked harder on Sarah's clit, and rubbed the inside of her cunt faster. Suddenly Sarah was still, and then she tensed up and yelled out as her orgasm hit. She began thrusting her hips up to Amy very fast as Amy struggled to keep up with her movements. Sarah slumped in the chair, spent. Amy licked her own lips, relishing the taste of her lover. She raised up and bent to kiss Sarah, sharing Sarah's taste with her. While Sarah was recuperating from her orgasm, Amy turned to look at Wayne. She chuckled at the sight of him. Sitting there, on the couch, hands cuffed behind his back, and his cock jerking. "Damn you...both of you." Wayne was furious. "Uncuff me...NOW" he roared. The two ladies just smiled at him. Sarah got up from the chair and walked to her purse and retrieved two items. Wayne struggled to see what she had. They appeared to be scarves. "What are you doing, you bitch?" He demanded of Sarah. Wayne was so terribly horny by now. His cock hurt. His balls hurt. His hands and arms hurt. 'The bitch,' he thought of Sarah. "Wayne, we're going to help you. Here." She squatted down and began to tie the scarf around the base of his cock. Tightly. "Whaaa...? OUCH!" Wayne yelled and kicked out with his legs. "Shit, woman, what are you doing?" Sarah managed to finish tying the scarf around his cock, then got another and tied it around his balls, but not as tightly as the one around his cock. Wayne was trying to kick at Sarah to get her to stop, but Amy was sitting on his feet. With his hands behind him that way, he couldn't get leverage to kick Amy off. Sarah and Amy stood up and looked down at pitiful Wayne. Amy bent down to take his cock into her mouth and Wayne groaned, thrusting his cock up at her. She pulled away from him. Reaching down, she fondled his balls. Wayne was cursing and kicking, but he had to stop kicking as it was making his tied cock and balls hurt more. She Wouldn't Date Him, Chapter 2 Amy squatted again on his feet and sucked at his cock. Wayne moaned. This could not be happening to him, he thought. “Damn these bitches.” Amy continued to suck on Wayne’s cock until he began thrusting up at her, then she stopped and stepped back. “Damn, woman. Why did you stop? I was about ready to cum.” “I know”, said Amy with a sly grin. She walked over to Sarah, who had recovered from her orgasm and leaned down to suck on her nipples. Wayne watched, partly in anger, partly from fascination. He had never seen two women together before, except in porn films and in his fantasies. But oh how he hurt! His cock was throbbing, begging for release. The scarves around the base of his cock, and around his balls, felt like fists squeezing him. It was Sarah’s turn to tease Wayne now. She went over to him and sucked on his nipples. Wayne tried to back away from her, but was kept pinned in the chair. She reached down and took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it up and down. Wayne nearly came up out of the chair. “God, Sarah....please. Don’t do this to me. Let me cum. PLEASE!” “Not just yet, Wayne. I’m having far too much fun.” She looked over at Amy and said, “OK, Amy. Next step.” “What do you mean, ‘next step’,” Wayne growled. “Just what the hell are you doing?” Sarah pulled Wayne forward until he toppled down onto the floor, but broke his fall as best she could before his face smashed into the carpet. She and Amy got Wayne stretched out, then Amy went to Wayne’s kitchen in search of a broom or mop. She returned with a broom, and together the two women spread Wayne’s legs apart and tied them to the broom with a rope that Sarah had pulled from her purse. Sarah got a cushion off of the couch and advised him to try to raise his hips up a bit, if he didn’t want to be in much more pain. “Damn....my cock is being crushed into the floor; what do you mean, ‘more pain’?” He tried to raise his hips anyway, wondering what was in store for him. He didn’t like being out of control like this, not at all. Sarah got the cushion under Wayne’s hips and told him to try to get up on his knees as far as he could. “Yeah, you try that, when you’re trussed up like a turkey”, Wayne snarled as he tried his best to comply. ‘Why am I going along with this?’, he thought? ‘Because I really don’t have much of a choice’, he replied to himself. Amy moved around to the front of Wayne so he could see her lubing up a dildo. “Oh shit! No way in hell are you going to use that on me”, Wayne said as he spied the very dildo he had used on Sarah just the night before. “Well, not at first”, Amy informed him. “Here honey”, she said to Sarah. “You know what to do”. Amy lay back on the floor with her knees up and spread. Sarah sat down between Amy’s legs and began to slowly rub the dildo up and down Amy’s cunt. “Mmmm.....” Amy sighed. “Not as good as your fingers or tongue, lover, but not too bad. OK...I’m ready...go for it.” “Are you sure, Amy?” Sarah asked. “Yes, go ahead.” With that assurance, Sarah parted Amy’s lips and slipped the dildo between them and into her pussy. She slowly began to fuck Amy with the dildo as she watched Amy’s face for her reaction. “Ahh...damn. Is this what a cock feels like, honey?” Amy asked Sarah. “Umm...sort of,” Sarah replied. “Not bad, but I’ll take you any day over this,” Amy told her as Sarah continued to fuck her with the dildo. “OK...that’s enough, honey. Go ahead and continue with the plan,” Amy told Sarah as Sarah pulled the dildo out of Amy. Sarah turned to Wayne and held it up to her face. She put it into her mouth and sucked. “Mmm...Oh yeah. Amy’s pussy juice sure tastes good...mmm....” “Oh, shut up, Sarah,” Wayne said as he watched in disgust. “All right, Wayne, I’ll shut up. Are you ready now?” “Ready? Ready for what?” Wayne demanded, eyeing the dildo. “Ready to be fucked, that’s what.” Sarah said as she moved towards Wayne, dildo in hand. She approached his ass and he began to buck as best he could in his awkward position. Sarah and Amy managed to hold him relatively still as Sarah lubed the dildo up and placed it at the entrance to his rectum. “Be still, Wayne, or this might hurt” Amy told him. Sarah began to gently work the dildo around his asshole. Gradually she pushed it in as Wayne tried to buck away and he yelled, “Dammit...that hurts! Stop it!” “Not until we’ve finished, Wayne.” With that, Sarah gave one shove and it opened his rim and slipped inside a bit. Wayne howled in pain. Amy reached down and slipped her hand between Wayne and the cushion and grabbed his penis. Wayne was in so much pain he didn’t know which hurt more...his tied, squashed cock and balls, or his poor, violated ass. Sarah worked the dildo until the head slipped inside him, then she moved it gently in and out, beginning the age-old motion of fucking. “What the hell...” Wayne said, startled. Something wasn’t right here...he was suddenly starting to like what she was doing. It hurt, yeah, but damn...it did feel kind of...ok. He wouldn’t admit to himself that it was beginning to feel good. ‘OK’ was all he allowed himself. Wayne pushed his ass back towards Sarah and the dildo. She was continuing to move the toy in and out of Wayne, noticing that he was moaning now, instead of growling and cussing. “Oh, god, Sarah. Amy. Oh, please. Yes. Oh god.” Amy was still cupping his cock, trying to stroke it as best she could with it being so close to the cushion. Both women realized that Wayne was actually beginning to enjoy what they were doing to him, to their delight. They looked at each other over his back. Sarah said to her, quietly, “Almost.” Amy knew what Sarah meant. They would take Wayne just a bit further, then stop suddenly. Wayne was getting close to orgasm. He could feel it building up in his burgeoning, painful balls. He was trying desperately to have an orgasm, but just couldn’t make it. Then it was gone. Sarah had pulled the dildo out of his ass with a ‘pop!’ “Whaa...?” Wayne said, as he turned his head around to try to see Sarah. Amy stopped playing with his cock. “Ladies, no. Please don’t stop.” He could not believe he was saying that to them. "Ok, Wayne...here is the story. We will leave now. No, listen to me," Sarah said as Wayne started to interrupt her. "We will leave you tied, but we will give you a way to free yourself. Eventually," she laughed. “You can’t leave now. Dammit, bitch, you’ve got to make me cum!” Wayne yelled at Sarah. Amy went to her purse and removed a rope. Sarah untied his legs from the broom handle and pulled his legs flat. This put Wayne in considerable pain, as his cock was quite hard and large. He raised up on his knees, his legs almost cramping. Sarah pulled on Wayne's arm to assist him in getting to his knees. Wayne moved very carefully, slowly. In pain from the unrelieved arousal, and the scarves tied around his aching cock and balls, from his legs being tied like that. From having the dildo in his cock. Sarah took the rope from Amy and tied his wrists together, then removed the handcuffs. She handed the cuffs to Amy, who put them away, in her purse. Then Amy took a small paring knife from the bag. She retrieved one more item, another rope. Sarah took the rope and, after pushing Wayne down onto the couch again, tied his ankles together, as Amy held his legs closed for her. "Now, Wayne, we will leave this knife here for you. Right here on this coffee table. You can get to it, eventually, and figure out a way to cut yourself free. Just be careful that you don‘t cut yourself" Sarah and Amy both chuckled, walked over to where Wayne was sitting on the couch, bent down and each took a nice, slow lick on his cock. Wayne didn’t know whether to kick at them, or to thrust his cock up at them. He tried both, but was unable to do much. He glared at the women, cussing them mightily. Sarah and Amy redressed themselves, picked up their belongings, and walked to the door. "Don't bother to see us to the door, Wayne; we can find our way out," Amy laughed as they walked out the door arm in arm, down the sidewalk and into the night. **************** Please don't forget to vote, whether or not you enjoyed this story. Every vote counts! She Wouldn't Date Him Sarah groaned as he averted her cunt to lick down her thigh. "Damn, Wayne, if you're gonna do it, just do it!" Oh, how she needed him now. Wayne just continued to lick down one thigh and up the other, relishing the way Sarah squirmed and moaned. He got to her knees and nuzzled the undersides; Sarah felt the tingles all the way to her toes. 'Oh thank god...finally!', Sarah thought as Wayne began to lick his way up to her pussy. He licked right up the middle from bottom to top as Sarah thrust her crotch up to meet his face. She was holding on to his head as if her life depended on it. But after that one slow, lazy lick up, he kept on licking, all the way up to her lips. By now, Sarah was grasping Wayne's hips, trying to maneuver him to enter her. Wayne smiled down at her, as he held himself up over her. "Hmm? What are you trying to tell me, honey? Do you want something?" He chuckled. "Damn you, Wayne. You know what I want. Please!" "Sarah, dear Sarah. You want...what?" "Oh shit. Damn it, Wayne...I want your cock! Now! Please!" Sarah didn't care anymore that she was reduced to begging him for what she now needed so desperately. "Oh, I see. Well, say it, Sarah. Say it the way you know I want you to say it. Be nasty, Sarah." Sarah's eyebrows scrunched up as she pondered his meaning, then it hit her. "No, Wayne, not that. Look, I said I want your cock. Please! Now!" "Say it, Sarah. Say, 'Wayne, please...'" "OH DAMN YOU, BASTARD! FUCK ME!!! JUST FUCK ME!", Sarah screamed. That did the trick. She gasped as Wayne entered her fully with one hard thrust. Sarah moaned and Wayne groaned as he pulled out then thrust back into her depths, hard. Sarah grabbed his hips and thrust her own hips up to meet him. She was reeling. Never in her wildest dreams could she imagine something feeling this wonderful. Sensations were flowing through Sarah, like water over the rocks in a cold, clear creek. She felt his cock moving in and out of her body and she was loving every second of it. Wayne could hardly believe that he was finally fucking Sarah. His dream come true! Oh, damn she felt so good. Her cunt was so smooth and silky inside. He felt like he could stay in there forever. But it was too good. He felt the beginnings of his orgasm. Wayne slowed down so he would not cum too soon. Sarah groaned and tried to pull him to her. She didn't want him to slow down. She wanted him to fuck her hard and fast. "Please Wayne! I need it." Wayne grunted, "If I go any faster I'll cum now. That's too soon for you." "Oh god...just slam your cock into me hard, deep and fast and I'll cum with you. I'm so damn close now. Please!" Wayne took a deep breath and steeled himself for the inevitable orgasm that he feared would happen too soon, despite what Sarah said. He pulled out, almost all the way, then rammed his cock back into her, as hard and deep as he could. Sarah moaned, "oh yes...that's what I need" as Wayne continued his fast and furious fucking. Sarah was moaning and tearing at the sheets below her, thrashing on the bed. "oh fuck. I'm cumming, Wayne! I'm CUMMING!" She was wailing now, almost at the top of her lungs. Thrusting into her a few final times, Wayne started to cum. His cock was throbbing as her inner pussy clasped onto him and milked him. The two bodies on the bed were moaning and groaning almost in unison now, as they both spent out their orgasms. Finally, Wayne collapsed on top of Sarah, trying to hold himself up so as not to hurt her. He looked down at her sweaty face, her hair all mussed and thought her the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Damn. And she was out of his reach, other than this one night. Saray lay on the bed, regaining her breath, looking up at Wayne. "Ok. Now what?", she asked him. "Damn, woman. You sure know how to kill a moment." "Wayne, just please get off me and leave. And if you ever tell anyone about this, I'll...I'll...I don't know what I'll do. Just don't tell anyone." Wayne smiled at her as he rolled over to lie beside her. "I won't, sweetcheeks. This is our secret. Who knows, you might decide you want more of me, hmm?" "Don't count on it," Sarah said tartly. She pulled the covers up to her shoulders as Wayne rolled off the bed and walked to the living room to find his clothing. "No need to see me out, honey. I'll lock the door behind me. Sweet dreams", he called out as he finished dressing. Sarah didn't reply. Wayne took one last look around, smiling ruefully. Locking the door behind him, he walked out into the night. ************** I'm planning a follow-on story. Check back to see what happens next!