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The Taken

By: kieracollins



I'm sorry it took me so long to write something, I had many obligations but I will write much more in the future. Please continue to vote and comment my stories and I hope you will enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy writing them.

*****

I watched her every day, that sad girl dedicated to work without social life. She was so beautiful, yet I knew she was so dead inside. I knew she needed something, something that would bring her soft smile back. Every day, she does the same routine: she gets up at 5 am, showers, brushes her teeth, dresses and goes to work. I don't exactly know what her job is, but I know it has something to do with paperwork for engineering projects. I know exactly when she gets home - it's not hard due to how monotonous her life is. She's very predictable.

Anyways she doesn't know who I am, but I'm going to change that very soon. The first time I saw her was at some party she was obligated to go to. I know she had to go because otherwise she wouldn't have gone in the first place. She never goes out. 

*******

It was the end of her shift and I followed her home. When she got back to her place, she locked the door behind her. Shoot, I wanted to get in. Well, I guess I had to find another way in. I glimpsed an open window on the roof. Yes, it was a way in! I climbed up a tree and jumped on the roof. She has no friends, so if she goes missing nobody except her boss would notice. Well, I had taken care of that - I had sent him a letter in which "she" explains that she's quitting and that she's moving to another county. She's all mine tonight. Tonight is the night. I'm going to make her mine, I'm going to make her love me. 

Inside the house, I found the door leading to the second floor from the attic. It was difficult because it was so dark and I couldn't find the light. She was in the shower, so I had the time to prepare everything. Before tonight, I had bought some stuff, like restraints, pleasure toys, punishment toys plus many other things so I can "prompt" her without...technical problems. 

I went into her room. It was very big and very warm, which was surprising. Her walls were light orange and she had huge bed, beside which was a large closet containing all her clothes. On the other side of the room there was a window and beside it was a little table with some papers on it. I didn't have much time, so I had to hurry to set everything up. I took handcuffs and attached them to each corner of the bed. I put blindfold and gag on the little locker beside the bed. I put the rest of the toys beneath the bed and opened her big closet. I threw every piece of her clothing out and changed them with the clothes I had bought for her. I lit some candles and threw rose petals all over the room. Now, everything was set and it was time to bring her in. 

I took the rope and started walking toward bathroom. I could hear her brushing her teeth and I quietly snuck into the bathroom. I waited in the corner until she finished and then I reached out and grabbed her from behind. She was stronger than I expected. She stepped on my leg, but that wasn't enough to distract me. She started yelling, but I grabbed her harder and dragged her to her room. "Shush, my love, just let yourself go. You'll enjoy it I promise." I smiled; she was so cute, though trying to act reluctant didn't really fit her because she was so fragile. 

*******

"Let me go, psycho, let me go," I cried and yelled. It felt all so hopeless. This strange man was hurting me and I was so weak, my every attempt to fight was hopeless. He just smiled at me like I'm some kind of doll. 

"If you're gonna act like this, I'm going to punish you. Now be a good girl and relax. I won't hurt you, I promise." 

"How can you expect from me to be calm, who are you, let me go, please!" I was terrified. I tried to kick him again but it was no use - he was too strong. I calmed down a bit so that I could study him. He was tall, about 6'4 I think, and he had black hair and blue eyes. He was gorgeous, but that's not what I should have been thinking about in that moment. What was wrong with me?

"You like what you see?" He smiled and I blushed and looked down. 

"Please let me go, I'll do anything you want, just let me go." 

*******

"I know you will honey, but I won't let you go. You are mine now." I dragged her to the entrance of the room and I let her see what I had prepared for her. I saw the look in her eyes: she was scared and angry. 

"Now, now, see what I did for you? You will repay me for this, you know." 

"I didn't ask you to do this, please just let me go." 

"Ahh, I love to hear you beg. You're giving me everything I want, you know." 

*******

"Fuck you, you sadistic bastard, let me go, let me go!" I screamed. When I saw the handcuffs, I just broke; it was terrifying. Who knew what he wanted to do to me and there was nobody that could help me. I was all alone in this nightmare. 

*******

"Bad girl, now I have to punish you. You have to learn to respect me!" I was so angry, I loved her and she was acting like a bitch. I had never seen that side of her, and although it was exciting to see her all fierce, I couldn't let her behave like that. I threw her on the bed and attached handcuffs to her arms and legs. 

"God you are beautiful, I can't wait to make you mine." She started to cry, shutting her eyes, clearly trying to process everything. I knew I had to do something about it, so I took my shirt off and laid down on top of her. She opened her eyes, still crying. I wiped her tears away and kissed her gently on her lips. She tried to get away, but I didn't let her. I kissed her again, her lips felt so soft as I gently touched them with mine while looking into her beautiful blue eyes. This time, she was peaceful and didn't try to pull away. She just looked into my eyes, confused and scared. 

I bit her lip and she groaned. She clearly liked me, but she was fighting against it. "You are beautiful, so beautiful." 

*******

"Please, don't do this," I said again. As I was begging him to stop my lips were brushing with his gentle lips and I couldn't take my eyes off him. I couldn't believe that I was starting to like him. I carried on staring a bit too much and he noticed. He raised his hand and I thought he was going to hit me, but he just started petting my cheek. His hand was very warm and it felt amazing on my cold pale skin.

"Please, why are you doing th..." He shushed me with another kiss, and this time my lips parted a bit. I didn't even realize I had accepted him, but before I knew it he pushed his tongue in my mouth and a moan escaped me. He smiled a bit and continued to rub my tongue with his. 

*******

I knew this was her first kiss, which was why I took great care to make sure it was perfect. 

*******

"I see you like this princess. We're going to have so much fun together." He smiled and that sentence woke me up. I realized all over again what was happening to me and I started to panic. I tried to get free of the handcuffs, but there was nothing I could do. 

"No, no, don't be bad girl now, you know you enjoyed every second of it. I will punish you if I have to so don't make this hard. Are you thirsty? Your lips are dry, I'll go get you some water beautiful" I could hear his footsteps as he left the room and went to the first floor to the kitchen. What did I get myself into, what will I do now? I can't escape, I thought. 

He came back quickly and he brought a glass of water for me. He got on the bed and he put the edge of the glass on my lips and poured some water on them. I was too scared to drink. I didn't know what he had put in that water, so I just let those drop fall off my lips. 

"Drink it or you'll regret it," he said. His voice was threatening, but I just froze. He slapped me, I couldn't believe it: he had slapped me. I was angry now - I wanted to hit him back but I couldn't. 

"Let me go, you psycho, don't touch me, get off me!" Adrenaline coursed through my body and I started to fight, which made him angrier. He slapped me again, harder. I froze. I was too scared to move because I didn't want him to hurt me more. My cheek was on fire. 

"Stop it, stop it now. I told you I will hurt you if you misbehave. See what you made me do. I will hurt you harder if you don't drink the damn water. I am just helping you." I opened my mouth a bit and let him pour the water in. It was clear that I didn't have a choice anyways. Any further reluctance on my part would only make him angrier and he could kill me. 

"I told you I won't kill you, but I will hurt you if you don't listen or do what I say," he said. When I had finished whole glass, he put it on the floor and got on top of me again. 

"Please don't hurt me. Please just let me go," I begged, but that just made him smile. 

"Then be a good girl and I won't hurt you. You are mine, remember that." He smiled again, and god help me I could help but notice that he had cute smile. It almost made me smile back despite the situation, but I remembered what he had done to me and I just glared at him instead, angry and scared and confused all at the same time. 

He kissed my neck few times slowly. He was so gentle. He licked my neck from the base up to the top and I couldn't help it: a moan escaped my mouth. He was licking me and I was enjoying it and I could not help myself. I felt a tingling sensation on my skin and I knew that my body was responding to his touch, although I tried to stop it. 

He ripped my pajamas off and cupped my small breasts with his warm hands. It felt so good, but I said, "Please sto..." Again as I tried to talk, he kissed me while still rubbing my breasts. The sensation was taking over my body and I moaned in his mouth. 

*******

"Mmm, you're enjoying this. Good girl, I love you." I could feel her nipples stiffen. With my every touch, I was taking her to new levels of sensations. I was glad she was enjoying it, but it was time for her to please me a bit. 

"I will make you beg for me." I lowered myself down and rubbed her pussy with my hand. She was a bit wet already, but not enough. "Mmm, before I please you, you have to please me." 

*******

"What? Stop it, let me go!" I shouted as I felt him touch my already wet pussy. He slapped me again hard and I couldn't help but cry it hurt so much. 

*******

"Bad girl, I'll teach you how to behave in front of your master." I got off her feeling angry and I pulled my bag of toys out from under the bed. 

"It's time you learned what your punishment will be when you don't obey."

"Please no, don't hurt me, I'll behave, please," 

"There's no use begging now. You have to be punished." I took the whip from the bag and I could see the fear in her eyes. I hated this; I didn't want to hurt her, but this was the only way she was going to learn.

******* 

"P-please don't, please don't hurt me." I was crying so much. When I saw that whip, I knew what was waiting for me - a lot of pain. I just shut my eyes and waited for it. My body was shaking and I could feel a tingling through my body. His fist stroke was hard. My skin felt like it was burning and I screamed out loud. I lost my breath for a moment. 

*******

I think I hit her too hard for the first time. I shouldn't have been so harsh, but what was done was done. She had to learn, "Lesson one, you have to call me Master." I whipped her again, but not as hard as the first time, "Lesson two, you have to do what I tell you without questioning." I whipped her again, "This is it for now. Be a good girl and it won't happen again." 

*******

My body convulsed with pain and I could hardly breathe. I simply decided to let myself go, but in a way to show him that I did not care what he did to me. Maybe that would take his pleasure away and maybe then he would leave me alone. Something deep inside of me wanted him to make me his, but I couldn't show him that. 

When I calmed down he smiled. He licked every cut he had made with whip. It hurt, but he was rubbing my clit in the same time and the dual sensation made me go crazy. That feeling was unknown for me. I had never had this kind of experience. I had lived my life separated from sexual need and this was overwhelming. I was breathing deeply as he was roughly rubbing my clit up and down. I was moaning and he lowered himself down and began to lick my pussy. 

"Please..." I was moaning loud now, his tongue felt like it was everywhere, rubbing every sensitive part of my pussy. I was reaching an orgasm, but he stopped before I came. I was so frustrated. That bastard! 

"Beg me to finish you. Beg me to make you cum. Tell me that you are my little slut." 

"Never, you asshole!" 

"Haven't you learned your lesson? Are you sure? You seem like you need help down there." He was teasing me, rubbing near the sensitive parts of my body and driving me crazy. "I bet you need to cum very badly," he continued, "If you beg, I might help you." 

*******

I smiled - I could see she was close. I was teasing her and she loved it. 

*******

"Please, please make me cum. I am your little slut master please!" 

"Good girl. See, now you deserve reward." He started to roughly lick my pussy. It felt so good. I was moaning and biting my lip in pleasure. He pushed his tongue deep into my pussy and swirled it around the wall of my pussy. That took me over the edge and I came in his mouth, making him moan. He drank all my juice and continued licking throughout the whole thing, making my orgasm last. After I came, I was so ashamed that I just looked down blushing. I couldn't look into his eyes again. I hated the fact that I had let him win, but this new side of me was glad I had. 

"Good girl. Well, now it's time for you to please me. It's up to you if you want to make it easier or not," he said with a smile.

The Takeover



So, as you read in my other story, I have been having an affair with my married neighbor. It has been going wonderfully, but I find myself wanting to be with him all the time. The sex is just incredible and he is a terrific lover afterwards. Although he is younger than me by eight years, I sometimes I ask myself why I could not have met him before my ex-husband and he, his current wife.

Regrettably, I am also becoming one of his wife's (her name is Jan) closest friends, as well, so it is really strange for me to listen to her talk about their marriage. However it has been a great source of new information on ways to further please her husband in ways that she won't or can't. Jan calls me all the time to meet her for coffee and has even invited me over for dinner with her and her husband (my lover). She asks me for advice about keeping him happy with her, but sometimes she complains about their relationship as well. There are time that I am so sick of her whining that I just want to come out and tell her that I am fucking him and get it over with. Other times I give her advice that I know will not work.

The first time I went over for dinner, it was difficult keeping my composure as I just wanted to grab her husband and start fucking him right at the door. We both had a very hard time with that first dinner, although she did not pick up on any of the tension. He, being the mischievous bastard he is, actually groped me several times throughout the night and made my pussy wetter with each touch. Fortunately for me, he made an excuse of having to go for a workout before I left. Jan and I talked for another twenty minutes before I made an excuse and departed their home as well.

Her husband was waiting for me at my house by the time I arrived home that night. He gave the pounding that my pussy so desperately needed after all that teasing from him at dinner. After an hour of intense fucking, he told me the good news that Jan was going out of town for work the following week and would be gone for three days.

This was really good news, as Jan had already told me about the trip because she wanted me to keep tabs on her husband while she was away and to make sure he did not have any overnight female visitors or him not going home at night. Since he told me about it, he must have wanted to spend the time with me as well, instead of his co-worker as Jan suspected. We also made plans for us to see each other the entire time while Jan was going to be away. 

So the day Jan's trip came after what seemed like a really long weekend. I left from work after lunch to go home to wait for him as he returned from dropping her off at the airport. When he finally showed up at my door, we kissed passionately in my house. Then I asked him if it would be alright to go over to their house as this would be even more exciting. He said "sure" and went home first. I walked over shortly after as not to arouse the suspicions of other neighbors.

When I arrived inside, I did what I had been thinking about doing for a long time. I just got on my knees and proceeded to suck on his already erect cock in their home. He then picked me up and carried me into their master bedroom and proceeded to eat my pussy out on the bed he shares with his wife. We ended up fucking for three hours in their bed. The fact that I was dripping on her sheets with her husband's cum mixed with my own juices made the sex so much hotter and I felt so dirty (in a good way) about it. I felt like I was replacing a woman who was younger and prettier than me by twelve years in her own home and was very proud of myself for that.

Afterward, I got up naked and wandered around just trying to get a feel for Jan's perfect little life with her husband. I looked in her massively stocked closet and found some brand new lingerie that had never been worn. Some of the tags were even still on them. I asked my lover what the deal was with all this beautiful and sexy lingerie with the tags still on. He told me that he used to buy them for Jan in the hope that she would wear them for him, but she said they made her feel cheap and slutty so she never even put them on for him. I personally love lingerie and told him that if he ever wanted to buy some for me that I would love to wear lingerie for him anytime he wanted. I then asked him if it would be alright for me to try some of them and he said "of course! Please do!" He said Jan wouldn't even know about her lingerie as she never even attempted to wear them for him. 

After a thorough inspection of her stock, I ended up settling on a seductive and sexy black fishnet body-stocking, as it was the sluttiest looking item in her selection. My pussy was instantly wet again as I started pulling it on my body. It fit me like a glove from top to bottom. When I walked out fully adorned with a pair of Jan's highest heeled sandals and all, my lover just sat there and stared at me mouth wide open. All of a sudden as I got close enough, he pulled me over to him to show me how much he liked me wearing it. It was open crotch so he did not have any problem seeing my already swollen pussy lips and the juices dripping from them. He reached up and nearly brought me to another orgasm right there when he stuck two fingers inside my pussy. He pulled me in for a long, nasty tongue kiss, while continuing to play with my pussy with one hand and stroking my nipples through the fishnet fabric with the other hand.

As he was bringing me closer to my orgasm, I began to feel very strange and intense sensation in my pussy. When I climaxed and I started squirting all over him and the bed. It was the most intense orgasm that I ever had in my life. My pussy and body had never felt so fucking good. Afterward, I was crying and actually a little scared as my pussy had never done anything like that before in my life, but it felt so good. 

At this point, seeing what he had just done to me, he was rock hard. My pussy however was completely spent. I wanted to please him as well so I started sucking on his erect cock. I told him that I didn't think my pussy could handle it at the moment. He then asked me if it was alright for him to fuck me in the ass as Jan doesn't go for that either. I had only done this with my ex-husband twice before and those were against my wishes. I desperately wanted to please him and keep him happy with me. I thought I would give it another chance, as this would please him more with me over his wife as well. I nodded as I was still sucking on his cock. He instantly lifted me up off the ground and grabbed my still wet pussy and got a palm full of my juices and rubbed it on his cock and the entrance to my asshole. He was very gentle at first and made sure that I was comfortable. As he saw that I was getting into it, he started thrusting harder and faster as well. I have to say that it was great for me as well. I actually orgasm-ed again from this as well.

We ended up falling asleep right there in her bed afterward until her phone call which woke us both up. She was talking away with him about some mundane things about her trip, so I crawled over still wearing her body-stocking and shoes and started sucking him again to just to make him understand he was mine for the next three days. 

We ended up staying at their house for the entire three days while she was away. I even kept the body-stocking as a souvenir since she won't even notice that it is gone. It was such a good three days that I wish she would go on trips more often. One of these days she will come home to find that I have taken over her house and life completely! 



The Takeover Ch. 01



Tiffany Louth was a nineteen year old teenager, she had long dark blonde hair and beautiful bright blue eyes. She had an amazing tanned slim body and her bra size was thirty two D. To say she was gorgeous was an understatement.

Tiffany was a lovely girl, slightly naive but she had a heart of gold. One thing she was bad for though was cock teasing, she wouldn't do it on purpose, but she was a massive flirt.

Tiffany was a very popular person, who had a lot of friends. She was a very bubbly person who was always happy, even though she worried about the smallest of things.

Tiffany worked as a trainee sales executive for her Dad's company Louth Produce. She had been working there for about year and a half. Her work would sometimes mean she'd have to walk through the main factory, which she would always enjoy, the office where she worked as full of middle aged people, the factory had more people her own age.

Her Dad Steve was a successful local business man, who was the sole owner of Louth Produce, the company he founded fifteen years ago.

Steve was forty years old and was happily married to Tiffany's Mum, Sarah, who was also forty years old.

Steve had always spoilt Tiffany, anything she wanted she got, this was probably the reason for Tiffany being such a Daddy's girl, she absolutely adored her Father.

When she was a young girl Tiffany had always thought her Dad was the powerful person in the world, every time he took her to his factory people would always speak to him with the upmost respect.

Since Tiffany had started working for her Dad she had noticed that he would often speak to his employees with little or no respect, often shouting and swearing at his workers. She asked him why he was so horrible to some of his workers, he just said they knew he didn't mean it and that it was just business, Tiffany as always believed her beloved Dad.

Recently Tiffany had been hearing rumours that the factory was struggling to make a profit and was on the verge of being sold, Tiffany would always tell people that, that was not the case as her Dad would definitely tell her if he was going to sell the factory.

Then one Wednesday morning, Tiffany's Dad announced that there would be a meeting in the main factory at half past twelve and that everybody should attend.

The announcement made Tiffany worried, her Dad never called meetings like this, she thought to herself. She decided to go see her Dad in his office, rather than wait for the meeting, as she was getting more and more worried.

Tiffany knocked on her Dad's office door and walked in. Her Dad was sat in his office with a bloke that Tiffany didn't recognise, he was smartly dressed and seemed to be in his late fifties. Tiffany noticed how the bloke was undressing her with his eyes, Tiffany was used to men looking at her in that sort of way.

"Dad can i speak to you about the meeting in the main factory please." Asked Tiffany.

"For god sake Tiffany, can't you see that i'm busy." Snapped her Dad. Tiffany turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Now the teenager really was worried, her Father never spoke to her like that, something must be seriously wrong, she worried to herself.

Half past twelve finally arrived, all of Tiffany's Dad's workers were in the main factory, there must of been at least one hundred and fifty employees there.

Her Father announced that he had sold the factory to a firm called Fisher Foods. He went on to explain that the factory had to be sold in order for it to move forward.

Tiffany felt like she had been kicked in the stomach, how could her Dad keep this from her. She looked around at all the other employees, they all looked so worried.

The well dressed bloke that Tiffany saw in her Dad's office, took over the meeting from her Dad. Tiffany now got a proper look at him, he was quite short, only about five foot five inches. His hair was completely grey and he was starting to go bald on top. He was a little overweight, but he did look in good shape for a man of his age.

The man introduced himself, his name was Chris Fisher, he owned Fisher Foods and like her Dad he was a self made man. He explained that Tiffany's Dad, Steve would be staying on for the foreseeable future as one of the directors of the company.

He finished the meeting, saying that unfortunately there would be a few redundancies. Tiffany looked at her Dad, he looked heartbroken.

Tiffany's Dad arrived home from work at eight o'clock, he went straight to Tiffany's bedroom, where she was watching the television.

"Sorry for snapping at you earlier." Apologized her Dad.

"That's no problem Dad, how come you didn't tell me you were selling the factory, are we poor now?" She questioned.

"No of course we're not poor, it was more of a merger, than a takeover." He insisted .

Tiffany breathed a huge sigh of relief, thank god she thought to herself. Her Dad then gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek and left her bedroom.

Tiffany woke up the next morning for work, she decided to wear a black lace bra, with matching knickers, a short blue denim skirt, she liked wearing short skirts as she had great legs, with a light brown belt and a light pink short sleeved blouse, she left her hair down, just adding a little bit of volume to it. She finished off by putting on a pair of white three inch sandals, she looked stunning, as always.

Tiffany arrived for work at about ten to nine, her normal time. She was told that Chris Fisher wanted to see her in his office at ten o'clock. She was slightly worried, what could he want to see me for, she thought.

Tiffany was going to the toilet at about half past nine, when she felt a pain in her left breast, ouch, what is that, she thought. Locking herself in the cubicle she realized the wire in her bra had come out, she couldn't fix it or get the wire out so she decided to take her bra off, nobody will know, she thought.

Ten o'clock had now arrived, Tiffany as punctual as ever was there on the dot, she knocked on his office door.

"Come in." Called Chris Fisher.

"You wanted to see me Mr. Fisher?" Asked the stunning nineteen year old.

"Yes i did, Tiffany take a seat and please, call me Chris." He answered

"Ok Chris." Flirted Tiffany, like she always did.

They spoke for about ten minutes about the direction he was going to take the company in, Tiffany had to admit that she was impressed by his speech.

"Tiffany i'm afraid we are going to have to make you redundant." He said, as he finished his speech.

Tiffany was visibly stunned by this and had tears in her eyes.

"B..b...but why Chris, i thought i was doing a good job." She sobbed.

"Because i believe, you like your Dad, are usless." He smirked. This enraged Tiffany.

"I'm not useless and neither is my Dad, I'll tell him want you said about him." Tiffany growled.

"You will tell your Dad? What's he going to do?" Laughed Chris.

"He's told me all about the deal, that it's more of a merger than a takeover, i'll talk him into pulling out." She hissed back.

"More of a merger, your having a laugh aren't you, i had to save your Dad's arse. If it wasn't for me your family would be homeless and your Dad in prison sweetheart." Said Chris still smirking.

"You're a liar." Snapped back Tiffany.

"Tell you what princess, show me your tits and you can keep your job and house, how's that sound." 

"That's it you pervert, i'm getting my Dad." Tiffany raged at him. She stood up to leave, when Chris grabbed her arm pulling her back into her chair.

"I'll prove it." Smiled Chris.

He then rang a number on his telephone, putting it on loudspeaker.

"Hello sir." Answered Tiffany's Dad.

"Right you pathetic loser, tell me how grateful you are to me, for all i've done for you." Demanded Chris.

Tiffany couldn't believe her ears, nobody ever spoke to her Dad like that.

"Thankyou sir, for everything you have done for me, i'm eternally grateful." Said Steve. 

"What have i done exactly?" Asked Chris.

"You have saved my business, my home and kept me out of prison sir." Said Steve.

"Now get back to fucking work." Laughed Chris.

Tiffany was speechless.

"What has my Dad done exactly." Quizzed Tiffany.

Chris explained that her Dad had been fiddling his accounts for a long time and owed the taxman thousands, thousands he didn't have. He went on to explain that he now owns everything that her Dad used to own. He realized Tiffany was a little naive and lied that her and her Mum could of got sent to jail too and still could, if he told the police everything he knew. He knew by telling her that, she would do anything for him.

"Please i'm sorry for doubting you." Sobbed Tiffany.

"Give me one reason why i shouldn't put you and your family in prison?" He asked.

"Please i'll do anything, please i mean it, anything." She begged.

"Get your tits out for me then." He commanded 

"Please, anything but that." Pleaded Tiffany.

"Get those tits out or else, i've warned you once, i won't warn you again bitch." Snapped John.

Defeated Tiffany slowly unbuttoned her pink blouse, exposing her huge breasts.

"There very nice, very nice indeed, now show me how you like them to be touched." Commanded John.

"Please John, there must be some other way." Tiffany pleaded once more.

John picked up the telephone and starting dialling.

"Ok i'm sorry, i'll do it." Said Tiffany.

Tiffany's hands slowly groped her tits, pushing them together, before gently tweaking her nipples. Her nipples were extremely sensitive and were soon erect.

"Do you prefer to heve them touched, licked or sucked?" Asked John.

Tiffany decided she might as well have some fun and decided to tease John. Leaning forward, crushing her boobs on the desk, showing her cleavage.

"I love everything." She teased, biting her lip seductively.

Leaning back in the chair again, she carried on caressing her tits, believing she was gaining control of the situation.

"Now show me how you like to masturbate." Demanded John.

"No fucking way." Barked a stunned Tiffany.

"OK." Smiled John, picking up the phone again.

"Ok i'm sorry, please don't do that." Said Tiffany.

"Fuck yourself for me now." He shouted.

Slowly her hand went up her skirt and down her black lace knickers, as she opened her legs, she began rubbing her slit, before inserting two fingers, easing them in and out of her pussy. Tiffany was now beginning to moan, as her fingers carried on probing her pussy.

"Take your knickers off, get over here and give me your knickers, i want a closer look at you." Demanded John.

Tiffany, knowing arguing was pointless, stood up and walked over to John, her massive tits still on display and handed her boss her knickers.

"Sit on my desk, in front of me." Ordered John.

Tiffany hitched her denim skirt up slightly and sat on the desk, spreading her legs she placed a foot on each of his knees, revealing her glistening pussy, which was covered by a tiny strip of blonde pubic hair.

"Show me how you fuck herself."

Tiffany put two fingers into her mouth, licking them, making them moist before sliding them into her pussy, she then removed her fingers rolled her clit in her fingers, before once more sliding two fingers in and out of her cunt.

This was the most humiliating moment of Tiffany's life, not only was she masturbating in front of her boss, she was getting turned on by it too.

"Oooooooohhhhhhh." Tiffany groaned, looking down at her boss she could see a giant triangle in his trousers. Noticing Tiffany looking at his erection, Chris asked.

"You wanna see my big cock." 

"Yeah, please show me your big cock." Moaned Tiffany.

Chris unzipped his trousers, pulling out the largest cock Tiffany had ever seen, it was huge at least ten inches long and incredibly wide. 

"You like it bitch?" Said Chris slowly wanking his cock.

Tiffany still stunned by the size of his erection went to grab it with her spare hand. 

"Fuck off, you don't deserve my cock." Said Chris knocking her hand away.

Disappointed that he wouldn't let her touch his cock Tiffany carried on finger fucking herself frantically, wondering how that huge cock would feel inside her pussy.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm." She moaned, now with three fingers rammed inside her pussy.

Chris moaned and shot his cum all over the inside of Tiffany's knickers, then putting his cock away.

"Stop now." He ordered Tiffany.

Tiffany was so close to cumming herself and ignored her boss.

" FUCKING STOP FUCKING YOURSELF NOW" Chris yelled.

Tiffany knew he was being serious. A frustrated Tiffany pulled her fingers out of her drenched pussy.

"Now fuck off out my office." He sternly said. 

Humiliated Tiffany went to leave the office.

"I think you forgot something." Said Chris.

Turning around Tiffany saw Chris stood there holding her knickers out for her. Tiffany walked back and stepped into her cum filled knickers, he pulled them all the way up her legs, once they were on he massaged her cunt through her knickers, spreading his cum all over her pussy.

"Be back in here at four o'clock sharp and don't you dare finish yourself off in the mean time." He ordered. 

Tiffany left the office and returned to her office that she shared with five other people. As she sat down, all she could feel was his cum in her knickers.

Tiffany hated to admit it, but she had never been so turned on in her life, she hated her boss and she'd never been treated with such a lack of respect by anyone in her life, but she was desperate for his cock to be rammed into her wet pussy.

For the rest of the day Tiffany found it almost impossible to concentrate on her job. Two or three times she had been close to nipping to the toilet to relieve herself, but knowing Chris was probably watching she didn't.

After want seemed like an etnernity four o'clock finally arrived, Tiffany went to her bosses office and knocked on the door.

"Enter." He said.

"You wanted to see me at four o'clock sir" Said Tiffany, still hoping for his cock.

"Yes i did, didn't i. Show me your tits again." He demanded.

Once more Tiffany slowly unbuttoned her pink blouse, revealing her giant tits. 

Is your pussy still wet from earlier? He asked, as he waved her over.

"No of course not." Lied Tiffany.

She reached her boss, he was still sat in his chair. His hand wondered up her slim legs and reached between them, he began mauling her wet cunt, ramming two fingers straight into her pussy.

"Mmmmm." Tiffany let out a little moan.

"You lying bitch, your drenched, you've been thinking about my cock, haven't you?" He demanded to know.

Tiffany could no longer deny it, she just nodded her head in shame.

"Say it slut." Ordered Chris.

"OK, ok yes i've been thinking about your cock." Tiffany responded, blushing in shame.

"Fucking get it out then you whore."

This was what Tiffany wanted to hear, she opened his legs and knelt between them. She started rubbing his huge shaft through his trousers, before unzipping his trousers and pulling them down to his ankles.

"It's so big." Cooed Tiffany, as she began wanking his rock hard cock, slowly at first then more rapidly after a minute or two.

"Ooohh, that's it Tiffany wank your bosses cock, you slut." Moaned Chris.

Tiffany's hand was now wanking him so fast, that her hand was just a blur.

"What do you wanna do to my cock next?" He asked.

"I'd love to suck it." Tiffany said, practically begging.

"Suck it then." He replied.

His cock was that big that Tiffany could only fit the head of the shaft into her mouth, she licked and sucked his end for all it was worth before licking up and down his entire ten inch shaft.

Returning to the head of his cock she once more she put it into her mouth, once more she could only fit the tip in, her head bobbing up and down on his end. Pulling her mouth off his cock, she gave the tip a gentle nibble, then once more licking down his shaft will wanking the cock.

She then returned her mouth back over his pole, this time though Chris grabbed the back of her head and forced his cock down her throat, making Tiffany gag. He hold her head there for a few seconds, until her throat had got used to his length.

Now her that throat had adapted to his size she was sucking his cock from top to bottom. 

Tiffany them removed her mouth off his cock and placed it between her massive boobs, crushing her tits around his cock. She spat into his cock, to lubricate it a little.

Tiffany was now slamming her breasts up and down his cock. She lowered her head so that she could lick his giant cock while her titties were still wanking his shaft.

Letting his cock fall from her mouth and tits, Tiffany lifted her left tit, grabbing the base of her bosses cock she started slapping her left nipple with the end of his hard cock.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Mumbled Tiffany, as her mouth once more covered the tip of his cock. She began sucking his manhood once more. Licking, kissing and slurping on his cock. 

Taking her mouth off his penis, a long string of pre cum followed her lips as she began sucking on his ever tightening balls, while wanking his cock.

Tiffany's tongue then slid all the way up his shaft and she began slapping his cock head on her tongue.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, i'm gonna cum, swallow it all." Chris moaned, Tiffany's mouth swallowed his shaft whole and he fulled her mouth with his cum. Tiffany swallowed most of it, but some fell to the floor.

"Stand up and fuck herself again." Tiffany was now in a lust induced trance.

She got to her feet and leaned back on his desk. Hitching up her short denim skirt she rubbed her cunt fratically through her visibly wet knickers.

Tiffany now sat on the desk and once more like earlier put a foot on each of her bosses knees. Pulling her knickers to one side she rammed four fingers into her aching pussy, slipping them in and out.

"Mmmmmmmmmm." She groaned. She had let her feet drop off his bosses knees, she was flicking her clit quickly.

"You wanna see your slut cum for you?" Teased Tiffany.

"Yes please." Begged Chris now nearly fully erect again. 

With four fingers back in her pussy, Tiffany spare hand went behind her giving her support while she rocked her hips back and forth forcing her wanting pussy onto her four fingers.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, i'm cumming." She moaned in ecstacy, covering her fingers in her juices.

"You want me to come up there and fuck you like the whore you are?" Asked Chris.

"Yes please, fuck me, i need your cock." Moaned Tiffany, still feeling the affects of her orgasm.

Still frigging herself she laid back on the desk. Chris moved her hand, as he got to his feet and rammed his cock hard between Tiffany legs.

"Mmmmmmmm." Moaned Tiffany once more, as his giant cock nearly ripped her pussy into two.

Chris was now fucking her tight pussy hard, Tiffany had began groping her tits and pinching her nipples.

Chris pulled his cock all the way out of Tiffany's tight pussy, then slammed it back in again. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, that feels so good." Tiffany moaned.

One of Tiffany's hands was now rubbing her pussy while Steve fucked her, her other hand still playing with her erect nipples.

"That's it slut, rub your pussy." Said Chris

Her boss pulled his cock out of her cunt.

"Turn round and bend over my desk bitch".

Quickly Tiffany leapt off the desk and bent over it. Steve put his cock back into her pussy.

"Now fuck me." He ordered.

Tiffany pushed herself on to his cock and began riding it, Steve grabbed a handful of her dark blonde hair, yanking her head back, his cock now following Tiffany's pussy's motion.

"Arghhhhhh, fuck me harder, harder please make me cum." Pleaded Tiffany, feeling that an orgasm wasn't to far away,

Steve now fucked her with all of his might, banging her hard against the desk, this was too much for Tiffany who experienced the largest orgasm of her life.




The Takeover Ch. 01



"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, your slut's cumming all over your big cock, fuck me harder." Screamed Tiffany as she came hard all over his ten inch cock.

"Aaaaaaaaaarggghhhhhhh." Wailed Steve as he creamed Tiffany's soaking wet pussy.

Steve sat down in his chair, Tiffany just remained bent over the table, she could feel his spunk rolling down her leg. She was ashamed of herself, how could she let herself cum for him, she thought as she lifted herself off his desk.

Buttoning up her blouse again and pulling down her skirt, she went to exit his office. 

"Did you enjoy that slut." Asked Steve.

Tiffany just turned and nodded.

"Fucking answer me." Demanded her boss.

"Yes i enjoyed it." She replied.

"Enjoyed what?" He asked, knowing exactly what he wanted to hear, Tiffany replied.

"Yes i enjoyed you fucking me with your big cock." Tiffany blushed.

"Good, now fuck off." He laughed. Tiffany left his office, head facing the floor.



The Takeover Ch. 02



After Tiffany had been fucked in the office by her boss, she went home. Her Dad got home about a hour later, Tiffany could hardly bring herself to look at her Dad though. How could he of lied to her and put her in that position. Tiffany and her family were having their supper.

"Your very quiet Tiffany, is everything ok?" Asked her Dad.

"Fine thanks Dad, just had a hard day at work." She replied. 

Finishing her supper Tiffany went upstairs to her bedroom, to decide what she should next. Tiffany decided that it would be best for her and her Dad if she resigned in the morning, that way Chris Fisher couldn't blackmail her into any more sex.

Waking up the following morning Tiffany got ready for work and wrote her letter of resignation. That should trick, she smiled to herself.

Tiffany arrived at work. She was dressed much different to normal, normally the gorgeous teenager would be showing plenty of flesh, but after yesterday Tiffany decided to cover as much flesh as possible She wore a baggy black sweater and a pair of blue jeans. She only scraped her hair back into a ponytail, where normally she'd spend at least twenty minutes styling her hair. All of her co workers were staring at her, wondering what was wrong with the normally bubbly teenager, as she just sat in her chair and quietly got on with her work.

Deciding the time was right, Tiffany got off her chair and headed over to her bosses office. Knocking on the door, Tiffany heard her boss say.

"Enter."

Tiffany opened the door and entered the office, closing the door behind her.

"Can i speak to you please Chris?" Asked Tiffany.

"Course you can. Take a seat, what's up?" He responded.

Tiffany walked over to a chair and sat down. Pulling the letter out of her pocket, she put it onto the desk in front of her boss.

"What's this?" He asked.

"It' my resignation. I've decided that after what happened yesterday there is no way i can carry on working for you." Tiffany confidently replied.

Much to Tiffany's surprise, Chris sat there and began to laugh loudly.

"What are you laughing at?" Questioned the teenager.

"Your resignation, that's what funny. I can't wait to see your Dad's face when i call him in here and sack his useless arse." Replied Chris.

"B...but you can't, you said yesterday that if i did as you told me, you wouldn't take any further acton." Tiffany argued back.

"Yeah, if you did as i told you. When i said that i meant until i get bored of you." Smiled Chris.

"B..b...but please, i fucked you yesterday. Isn't that enough for you." Sobbed Tiffany.

"No it's not fucking enough, you stupid bitch. I own your arse, do you understand me?" Snapped Chris.

"No i don't understand, you must be crazy, there's no way your touching me ever again. Your just a horrible bully." Shouted Tiffany.

Chris rose to his feet, putting one of his hands on his desk and the other hand picking up the phone. He stared into Tiffany's eyes.

"Look bitch, i've got no problem sacking your useless Dad, evicting your family from your house and then ringing the police. Now what's it to be." Yelled Chris.

"B...b..but please." Stuttered Tiffany, who was now sobbing her eyes out.

"Look i'm sick of repeating myself to you, i won't ask you again. Do you want me to make the call, or will you do as i say?" Questioned Chris.

Tiffany just sat in her chair and nodded her head.

"Fucking answer me bitch." Yelled her boss.

"Yes ok, anything you want." She replied.

"I'm warning you, if we have to have this conversation once more, that's it, i'll make the call there and then. Do you understand?" He asked.

"Yes i understand." She sobbed.

"From now on you will only address me as sir, have you got that?" He asked.

"Yes sir."

Tiffany hated calling him sir and bowing to all of his demands, but she realized that she had no choice.

"From now on you will do as i say, when i say, you will ask absolutely questions what so ever. You will never wear clothes like the ones your wearing today, when i'm about. I want to see legs and cleavage, got that?." He barked at her.

"Yes sir, i'll do exactly as you tell me." She said.

"Get your hair out of that fucking ponytail, you will start making more of an effort of me, got that?" He said.

Tiffany released her hair from the hair bobble, ruffling it in her hands.

"Is that better sir?" Asked Tiffany.

"Yes it is bitch." He replied.

Chris stood up and walked around to the front of his desk, where Tiffany was sitting and sat right in front of the gorgeous teenager.

"Do you wanna suck my big cock again bitch?" Smiled Chris.

"Yes sir,i'd love to suck your cock again sir." Tiffany lied, not wanting to piss him off again.

"Go on then, help yourself." Chris said arrogantly.

Tiffany began to lick the length of his cock through his trousers, until it was erect. Once it was erect she unbuckled and unzipped his trousers pulling them down to his ankles.

His ten inch cock was now exposed in front of Tiffany who began stroking it in both of her hands. She licked the length of his dick from the tip to his ball sack, taking one of his balls into her mouth she sucked hard on it. Licking her way back up the shaft she began licking his helmet.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, suck it bitch." Moaned Chris.

Grabbing her head he forced her mouth down to the bottom of his pole, she began bobbing her head up and down his giant cock, her hand wrapped around his cock following her lips up and down. Tiffany heard a knock on the office door, she went to move her lips off his cock, but he had a firm grip on the back of her head, forcing Tiffany to carry sucking his huge cock.

"Come in." Shouted Chris.

"Here's those documents you wanted Chris." Said a deep voice.

Tiffany recognised the voice, it was Larry's. Larry had worked for her Dad for about five years. Larry couldn't believe what he was witnessing, Tiffany had always seemed like such a sweet and innocent girl to him and here she was blowing their boss, in front of him. 

For some strange reason the thoughts of Larry watching her suck her bosses cock, turned Tiffany on.

"Thanks Larry, one minute mate." Said Chris.

Pulling Tiffany's mouth off his rock hard cock.

"Your gonna swallow all my cum, got that bitch?" Chris said to Tiffany.

"Yes sir." Said Tiffany.

Tiffany flicked her hair back and went back to sucking his large manhood.

"Have a good holiday Larry." Said Chris.

"Will do pal." Replied Larry.

Larry turned and left the office, having one last look at the beautiful teenager sucking her bosses cock.

"Aaaaaaargh, i'm cumming." Screamed Chris.

His balls tightened and his hot gooey spunk shot down Tiffany's throat. Tiffany didn't waste a drop managing to swallow the whole load.

"Your a fucking bastard, what if Larry tells my Dad what he saw." Tiffany screamed at Chris, as she pulled his now limp pole out of her mouth.

"Like i give a shit what your Dad knows, now fuck off out of my office and get back to work bitch." Laughed Chris.

Tiffany got up off her knees and left the office, she headed straight to Larry's office, praying she could catch him before he saw her Dad. She reached his office, but Larry wasn't there. She turned around and saw her Dad.

"Seen Larry anywhere Dad?" Asked Tiffany.

"He's gone on his holiday, he's back a week on Monday." He answered.

Thank god for that Tiffany thought to herself. Tiffany would make sure that she saw Larry before her Dad did when he returned to work.

Tiffany returned to her office, she still had the vile taste of her bosses cum in her mouth. She couldn't help but wonder what Larry must think of her now, after what he saw in the office.

Two hours later Tiffany recieved a phone call from Chris, ordering her into his office straight away. What does he want me to do now, she thought to herself as she headed to his office, knocking on the door.

"Come in." Called Chris.

"You wanted to see me sir." Asked Tiffany.

"Yes i did, what you doing Saturday night?" He quizzed.

"I might be going to the cinema with my friends." She answered.

"Not now your not. It's my son's Edward's college party and i told him that you would be his date, he'll pick you up at half past seven." Explain Chris, handing Tiffany a picture of Edward.

Tiffany looked at the picture, Edward was hideous he had greasy bright ginger hair, his face was covered in spots, he wore thick glasses and he looked about fifteen.

"How old is he sir?" Tiffany asked nervously.

"He's just turned eighteen, is that a problem?" He replied.

"I normally only date older guys." She responded.

"I don't give a fuck, you will go to the college party with Edward. One more thing, what Edward wants Edward gets, have you got that?"

"Yes sir." Tiffany answered, as she looked at the floor.

"You can go home now Tiffany, don't come back until Monday, that will give you plenty of time to make yourself look pretty for Edward." Said Chris.

Tiffany sobbing, turned and left her bosses office and drove home.

Tiffany woke up Saturday morning and she felt sick, she knew what was expected of her and it just made her feel ill. Edward was just so ugly and he was younger than her. Tiffany never dated a lad younger than her.

When Tiffany went downstairs to have some breakfast, her Mum told her that a parcel had been delivered for her. Tiffany looked at the tag on the parcel, it simply said. "Have fun tonight. From Chris." Tiffany feared the worst and decided to take the parcel to her bedroom.

Tiffany opened the parcel, just as the teenager thought, it was some clothes that Chris had bought her to wear tonight. The first thing she pulled out was a black, strapless mini dress, not the sort of dress Tiffany would normally wear, but not too bad she thought.

Tiffany noticed there was more in the box, she pulled out a tiny red lace thong. Tiffany hated red underwear, she found it really slutty and she didn't particuarly like the colour.

Half four came around, Tiffany decided to start getting ready. After having a nice warm shower she put on the underwear that Chris had bought her, she absolutely hated the underwear. She then put on the black mini dress, it was tiny and was skin tight. The dress left nothing to the imagination it was incredible short, barely covering her thong.

She put her long dark blonde hair in a side ponytail, so that her ponytail was over her shoulder. Looking in her full length mirror Tiffany couldn't believe how slutty she looked. She would never leave the house like this on her own free will, but she knew she had little choice.

Tiffany's mobile rang.

"Hello." She answered.

"Do you like the clothes that i bought you?" Asked Chris.

"Yeah, lovely thanks sir." Lied Tiffany.

"Remember, what Edward wants, Edward gets. You got that bitch?" Asked Chris.

"Yeah sir, i understand." She replied.

"Good." Said Chris, hanging up.

Tiffany then heard a car horn outside, looking out the window Tiffany realized it was Edward. Tiffany left her house and sat in the backseat with the teenage lad.

"Hello, i'm Tiffany, you must be Edward." Said Tiffany.

"Hi Tiffany." Blushed Edward.

Edward was even uglier than Tiffany was expecting, all of his spots had greasy white heads on them and his bright ginger hair looked like it hadn't been brushed for weeks, his body odour was awful and his teeth were yellow with braces on them. At least he's dressed smartly, Tiffany thought to herself, trying to look on the bright side.

Edward had never seen a girl as pretty as Tiffany, let alone gone a date with someone like her.

Tiffany noticed that Edward couldn't keep his eyes of her legs, her dress had rode right up her beautiful legs and the crouth of her thongs was visible, despite Tiffany's best efforts at pulling down her dress.

He was nothing like Tiffany was expecting, she was expecting an arrogant, cocky teenager, but Edward just seemed painfully shy, hardly saying a word for the whole twenty minute journey to the hall, where the college party was being held.

They arrived at the college party and they both got out the car. The two of them entered the hall and every lad in the hall was staring at Tiffany, no one could believe that Edward had turned up with such a beautiful girl.

As they walked up to the bar Tiffany heard a few people say.

"Fucking hell, who's that, what's she doing with Edward?"

Edward just pretended that he didn't hear these comments and looked at the floor. Tiffany also ignored the comments, until she felt someone grab her arse cheek. She turned around to say something but she couldn't work out who it was, so she just carried on walking.

"A bottle of champagne ok?" Asked Edward, as they reached the bar.

"Yeah, that's fine thanks." Replied Tiffany.

Edward ordered the campagne and they sat at a table in the corner. Edward still couldn't take his eyes off Tiffany, he couldn't believe that she was actually there with him.

The two of them sat there in near silence, so Tiffany decided to start up a conversation.

"What you studying at college Edward?" She asked.

"Business studies." He replied.

Again it went quiet, this is going to be a long night, thought Tiffany, who was slightly bored already. 

Three lads who looked about the same age as Edward walked up to the pair of them.

"What you doing with a hot chick like this Edward?" Asked one of the lads.

Edward just looked at the floor, he looked like he was going to cry.

"Hey geek, i'm talking to you." The lad said.

"i...i." Edward started to responded.

The lad interupted him though.

"What a fucking loser you are, i'm taking this." Said the lad, as he picked up what was left of the champagne. Winking at Tiffany as he walked off. Edward just hung his head in shame.

Tiffany felt really sorry for Edward, he obviously had no friends and he did seem like a nice lad. Tiffany decided to cheer him up and gave him a gentle on the cheek.

"I'll get us some more champagne." Said Tiffany.

Tiffany then went up to the bar to get them some more champagne. Tiffany returned to the table where Edward was sat and told him not to worry about those lads. 

Now that they had shared about a bottle and a half of champagne between them, Edward was getting a little more chatty. Tiffany though was still quite bored and kept looking at her watch, wishing that the night would finish.

Soon the three lads came back over.

"Still here loser?" They asked.

Once more he just looked at the floor, Tiffany feeling sorry for him decided to stick up for the lad.

"Your the loser." Tiffany snapped.

"Who are you, his girlfriend?" Asked one of the lads.

"Yeah so what if i am." She replied.

"I don't believe you, there's no way someone as hot as you is with this fucking geek, look at him, he's pathetic." The same lad said.

"I don't care what you think." Barked Tiffany.

"Prove it then, kiss him." He replied.

Tiffany wasn't sure what to do, she didn't want to kiss the lad, but she didn't want to upset his Dad and she did feel sorry for him, so she decided to lean forward and kiss him, it can't do no harm, she thought to herself.

Edward couldn't believe what was happening, this gorgeous girl was actually kissing him, he was in heaven. Much to Tiffany's surprise despite Edward's smelly breath, he was actually a good kisser.

Their tongues were now massaging each others gently and Edward's hand started creeping up Tiffany's leg. Tiffany stopped his hand and pulled away from the kiss.

By now the three lads had seen enough and walked off.

"Thanks for that Tiffany." Said Edward, as he moved his hand onto his lap to hide his erection.

"That's ok Edward, that should get rid of those creeps for a while." She answered.

Edward waited a few minutes for his erection to disappear, then he worked up the courage to ask Tiffany for a dance. Tiffany accepted his offer so they headed onto the dancefloor.

They had been dancing for ten minutes when Edward asked.

"Would it be ok for me to kiss you again?"

Tiffany was stunned by his request, she thought that it would be best to keep him on side and they had already kissed so why not, she thought.

Stood in the middle of the dancefloor they started to kiss. This time though Edward didn't kiss her gently like the first time, he was much rougher, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, one hand on the back of her head forcing her mouth onto his. His other hand had a firm hold of one of her arse cheeks.

Before Tiffany had realized what was happening Edward moved his hand off her arse cheek and gone under her dress and began rubbing her pussy thought her thong. As soon as Tiffany had realized what Edward was doing she pulled away and slapped him before walking off into the corner of the hall.

Once Tiffany had reached the corner she felt a little sorry for Edward, he had over stepped the mark, but she was sure that it wasn't everyday that he got to kiss a beautiful girl. She realized the affect that she must of had on him.

Edward followed her into the corner.

"What was that for?" He asked, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Look Edward, i'm sorry for slapping you, but you over stepped the mark. I'm not that kind of girl." She replied.

"But what Edward wants, Edward gets right." He smiled.

Tiffany hoped that he didn't mean what she thought he meant.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She quizzed, pretending not to know what he meant.

Edward shocked Tiffany by cupping her cunt.

"I think you know what it means bitch, it means you do as i say or your Dad gets fired." He laughed.

Tiffany couldn't believe what was happening, she was stood in the hall letting some younger lad maul her pussy. She decided to try to take control of the situation and moved his hand from between her legs.

Tiffany couldn't believe how much she had misjudged Edward, he seemed like a nice quiet lad, but he was just like his Dad, a horrible person.

"Please Edward, don't be like this. We are having a good night ain't we?" She said.

Edward pulled her ponytail, forcing her ear next to his mouth.

"Yes we are having a good night and it's going to get better. Now lets go outside and have some fun." He whispered into her ear.

"But Edward please." She pleaded.

"Look Tiffany, don't make me ring my Dad. Now lets go outside, i won't ask again." He snapped at her.

Tiffany just nodded her head and walked outside with him. Edward groped her arse cheek as they walked. They went around the back of the building where there was nobody about. 

Edward pushed Tiffany up the wall and tugged the top of her dress down, exposing her tits. Edward began fondling Tiffany's tits, he couldn't believe how heavy they were. Edward locked his mouth on her nipples, sucking and biting them roughly. Soon her nipples were erect as he flicked his tongue over each of them.

"Suck my cock." Said Edward, as he unzipped his trousers, allowing them to drop to his ankles.

"But Edward, please don't make me." Begged Tiffany.

"Do it now bitch." He demanded.

Tiffany realized arguing wouldn't get her anywhere and slumped to her knees, grabbing his cock in her hand.

His cock was just as long as his Dad's, but no where near as thick, it was quite skinny in fact. Tiffany was just about to put her lips over his shaft, when he pulled her hair back.

"Beg, to suck my cock." He demanded.

Tiffany couldn't believe the arrogance of the lad, it was bad enough that he wanted her to suck it, but to beg as well.

"Please." She cooed.

Edward slapped her cheek with his ten inch hard cock.

"I said fucking beg now." He growled.

Tiffany now had no fight left and decided to just do what he wanted. So still on her knees she begged.

"Please let me suck your big cock."

Edward let go of her head and Tiffany started licking up and down his shaft, before sucking on his left ball while wanking his cock.




The Takeover Ch. 02



About a week after Jan returned from her business trip and my orgasm filled three days with her husband came to an end, she invited me out to dinner and then drinks at a new nightclub. It would only be her and her husband, but she insisted wear something cool and sexy to help me attract a new man. Since I was divorced and single, she didn't feel it was healthy for me to be alone all the time. Little did she know I had all the male attention I could handle from her husband. Naturally, as I had just experienced the best sex of my life with her husband a few days prior, I was taken aback by her invitation. My guilty conscience weighed heavily on me, but I reluctantly agreed.

My lover called to see if I was going to go along. He told me not to be too naughty as it was hard enough being in my presence with his wife around. I assured him that it was just as hard on me, but, since his wife still doesn't suspect a thing, I would do my best to please him without drawing any attention.

The day came and I hurried home from work to get ready for our night out. I selected a purple, form-fitting dress which hit just above the knee and a short slits up my thighs exposing my nude fishnets beneath, and a pair of my highest heels. I turned my backside to the mirror; panties were out of the question. Soon, thoughts of little act of mischief sprang to mind and my pussy dampened. I checked my watch and still had plenty of time to get over to their house as they lived across the street. I laid down on the floor in front of the mirror and played with my pussy through the fishnet pantyhose until I came, and then finished getting ready.

My lover answered the door when I arrived at their house. By the look on his face I could tell my outfit was driving him crazy. He invited me inside and said Jan was still upstairs getting ready . I pulled him in for a long nasty kiss, and lifted my dress, took his hand, and showed him how much he turned me on. He rubbed his fingers and his palm against the fishnet material covering my wet pussy. I pulled away from him when Jan yelled that she would be right down. I took a seat on their couch and waited while her husband went to wash his hands in the kitchen and returned with drinks.

Jan came down the stairs wearing a tight black physique flaunting mini-dress with very high heels. Admittedly, being an ex fitness model, she was more physically attractive than me. I began doubting myself and wondered why her husband would risk his marriage to her with some old divorced woman like myself. Jan was eager to start the night so we quickly finished our drinks and left.

Being a gentleman, my lover opened the passenger side door for Jan and closed it then quickly came around to the back to open my door for me as well. As he did, he put his hand under my dress and grabbed a handful of my ass, gave it a good squeeze while running his middle finger right over my pussy lips. We smiled at one another as I climbed inside their SUV, giving him a nice view of my already wet pussy pressed against my fishnets.

As her husband drove, Jan jabbered away about finding me a nice guy tonight, while her husband had slipped his left hand behind his seat and stroked my fishnet covered foot and calf. She looked back at me now and then; I had to maintain my composure although her husband's touch had awakened my entire body; my pussy was instantly wet again, and my nipples hardened. He stroked until we arrived at the restaurant. I was so worried that my pussy juice had leaked through my skirt and onto the backseat. Luckily, it hadn't.

Sitting across from him, our little charade continued through dinner as I placed my foot close to, then directly on his crotch - getting even for his antics during the car ride. He was hard the entire dinner with no relief in sight. I thought a few times he was going to explode right there at the table. The entire time, Jan sat there clueless to our little games.

At the end of the dinner, he paid me back in spades when out of nowhere he took Jan's hand, looked in her in the eye, and said, "You look beautiful tonight."

He gave her a long kiss while looking right at me. After their kiss she just looked at him like a sad lovesick teenager. I was crushed by his comment and his actions for a moment. It disgusted me so much at that moment, I wanted to reach across and slap her in the face and tell her right there that her husband has been fucking me for the last 2 months! Part of me felt bad for her as well, since I, as a woman who has been cheated on before know how stupid and worthless you feel after finding out. The other part of me didn't care at all and wanted to take her husband from her permanently.

By the time we left the restaurant for the nightclub, I was ready for a few drinks. Seeing their interaction was unsettling; all the while Jan had a great time, and kept pointing out different guys at the nightclub for me to approach and flirt with but after a few drinks, she excused herself and went to the lady's room. I had noticed the line was long on our way in and knew she would be gone for quite some time. Once she was out of sight, I quickly mounted her husband and gave him a much needed kiss and ground my dripping pussy on his hard cock. We made out for five minutes and I begged him to stop teasing me because it wasn't fair and Jan was reaping the rewards and would certainly be getting fucked by him that night. 

To my pleasure, he assured me that he would to be inside of me that night no matter what, and all I had to do was be patient. I leaned in for a long nasty kiss on his reassurance, and sat back in my seat. Jan returned to the table and pulled her husband out on the dance floor. I ordered a round of shots for the three of us from a passing waitress. When they returned we all drank the round and much to my surprise Jan told her husband to go dance with me. On the dance floor, we realized the last round of drinks had taken its toll on Jan so we began to be a little more carefree in our dancing and touching. It was getting so hot that we decided to get Jan home. She was too drunk to protest our decision to take her home. 

Outside, he laid her in the backseat. Moments into the drive, she passed out completely and I sucked her husband's cock rest of the trip to their house. He parked and we quickly got Jan into the house and onto the sofa where she remained asleep. 

We then headed straight for their bedroom, kissing on the stairs along the way. My pussy was so ready for him. By the time we got their bedroom, he ripped a hole in my fishnets, threw me on their bed, and fucked me with my clothes still on. After quickly getting the orgasm that we both needed, I stripped out of my clothes and went into her closet and picked out another sexy piece of unworn lingerie. It was a long black sheer night gown. He was naked when I came back into their bedroom but with a raging hard on so I mounted myself right on him. We fucked for hours but it seemed to go by so fast and I wasn't ready for it to end just yet.

In a spiteful, irrational way, I wanted to fall asleep with him so that she would find us in her bed, with me wearing her clothes, and cuddling with her husband. Since that wasn't an option I offered him my asshole hoping she would taste my ass if she woke up and wanted sex from him. He wasted no time and started to fuck me in the ass for another twenty minutes. 

Afterward, for his sake and sanity getting hold of me again, I quickly put on my own dress back on and walked home after helping him carry her up to their bedroom. I woke up the next day, laying alone in bed, feeling sorry for myself until Jan called to apologize for getting drunk and thanked me for getting her home safely. She said that she had a great time and wanted to do it again soon. I told her that I had fun as well, but had to go because I was working on a leak in the bathroom (my pussy). She told me that she would send her husband over right away to help me with it.

Her call just made my day.



The Takeover Ch. 02



Edward's hands were now groping Tiffany's still exposed titties, he was extremely rough with them and with her nipples being so sensitive they were seen erect. With him groping her tits and the thoughts that someone might come around the corner and catch them, Tiffany was soon turned on.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Tiffany let out a quite moan, as she started sucking the length of his cock.

Soon enough Edward was on the verge of cumming, pulling his cock out of Tiffany's mouth.

"I'm going to cum on your tits." He shrieked.

Tiffany pushed her breasts together while Edward frantically wanked himself off. Suddenly his cock exploded and his warm cum covered Tiffany's large tits.

Once Edward had finished and his cock was limp, he pulled his trousers up and put his cock away. Tiffany got back to her feet and covered her breasts up and started to walk off. Edward grabbed her arm, pulling her back and up against the wall.

"Where do you think your going?" Asked Edward.

"But i thought we were finished, i let you cum on my tits. Isn't that enough?" She responded.

"No it's not enough and i know you enjoyed it." He said.

Before Tiffany could reply, Edward shoved his smelly tongue into her mouth and began mauling her damp pussy, pushing her thong aside he slid a finger into it.

Edward was now fingering her roughly, as he inserted an extra two fingers. Tiffany had started grinding her pussy onto his fingers, as she got more and more turned on.

Tiffany began kissing Edward back, their tongues darting into each other. She pulled his once more erect cock out of his trousers and began stroking up and down his length.

Edward turned Tiffany around so she was facing the wall and bent her over, Tiffany put her hands out onto the wall.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Asked Edward, as he slid his cock up and down her slit.

"Yeah, fuck me, fuck my pussy with your big cock." Groaned Tiffany, nearly begging.

Edward rammed his cock into her hard, he was stunned by how tight her pussy felt, as it clung to his cock.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." Tiffany screamed in delight.

Edward was now fucking Tiffany as hard as he could, his balls slapping hard against her clit. He once more pulled her dress top down and began to massage his spunk into her large tits. Tiffany allowed her left hand to slid down into her thong and began to rub her clit.

Edward removed one of his hands from Tiffany's tits and spanked her arse cheek.

"Smack."

"Mmmmmmmmmm, spank me harder." Moaned Tiffany, who had now lost all control of her body.

Edward spanked Tiffany four more times, leaving a red hand mark on her arse cheek. Tiffany was now pushing her pussy back onto Edward's rock hard shaft.

Edward looked down to watch his cock slide in and out of Tiffany's drenched pussy. He couldn't believe that he was fucking the hottest girl he'd ever seen, he was in heaven.

"I'm cumming, fuck me harder, please fuck my pussy harder." Screamed Tiffany, as an orgasm swept across her body.

Edward then came hard into Tiffany's wet pussy. He pulled his cock out of her and put it away.

"I'll ring a lift for us." Said Edward, as he once more gave Tiffany's arse cheek a quick slap.

Tiffany stood up covered her tits up and stood up striaght, she could feel his cum leaking out of her pussy, soaking her thong.

"Our lift will be here in five minutes."

They stood at the front of the hall and waited for their lift home. A car pulled up five minutes later and they both got into the back.

Once they were inside the car Edward lunged at Tiffany for another kiss but Tiffany pulled away.

"Hey fucking kiss me bitch." Ordered Edward.

Tiffany looked into the front to see if the driver was watching, hoping if he was he would help her out. She realized that it was Chris Fisher who was driving. Now she knew that Chris was driving she knew that she couldn't put up a fight, he wouldn't allow it. So she let Edward kiss her again.

As soon as their lips connected, his hands pulled down Tiffany's dress and exposed her tits. He pinched and pulled on her nipples. Soon enough Tiffany was turned on once more, quietly moaning into his mouth.

Edward couldn't believe what happened next, Tiffany spread her legs wide pulled her thong to the side, grabbed his hand and put it between her legs.

Four of his fingers slipped striaght into her cum filled pussy and began fumbling about inside her. Tiffany began rubbing his cock through his trousers before unzipping his trousers and taking his shaft out and wanking it.

Tiffany fell back, pulling Edward with her. She was laid flat on the backseat, Edward on top of her still fingering her aching pussy while she wanked his cock.

"Fuck me, give me your cock again, please i need to cum." Begged Tiffany.

Immediately Edward removed his four fingers and slammed his ten inch cock into her pussy. Tiffany wrapped her legs around his back, pulling Edward as far into her as she could.

Edward was fucking Tiffany as furiously as he could, slamming his ten inches into her as fast as he could. Tiffany felt an almighty orgasm building inside her.

"Harder, please fuck me harder, i'm so close." Groaned Tiffany.

Edward began fucking her as hard as he could, Tiffany scratched his back with her fingernails, as she came hard, all over his cock. A few minutes later Edward shot more cum into her pussy.

The car stopped outside Tiffany's house five minutes later. Now that she had regained control of her body she felt like such a tart. As she got out of the car and walked up her drive she heard Edward say.

"You were right Dad, she's a proper little slut."

Tiffany opened her door and ran into her bedroom crying. She couldn't believe what had happened tonight, where will it all end she thought, to herself as she fell asleep.



The Takeover Ch. 03



As my affair has continued for sometime, neither Scott, my neighbor, friend's husband and most importantly, my lover nor I have relented one bit. We have have been carrying on this affair for close to one year now and my friend, his lovely wife, Jan still suspects nothing on my part. We have actually increased the intervals at which we see each other without attracting any attention to ourselves. The three of us will hang out as neighbors and friends seemingly innocent enough to Jan and the other people around us, but the hot sexual energy between Scott and I is always there.

Recently, Jan has become increasingly desperate as Scott finds sex with her less and less enticing. She will call me crying and confused about her outwardly perfect appearing marriage. Jan strongly suspects that Scott is cheating on her, she just does not have a clue to who that he is cheating with behind her back. She still thinks its one of his co-workers as she says he is always late coming home these days.

She complains that he no longer has sex with her on a regular basis and when they do it is quick and not fulfilling. Too bad for her, because when Scott fucks me it is the exact opposite, we have marathon fuck sessions until we are both completely spent. The saddest part of her whole dilemma is that she is actually more than ten years younger than me, was much fitter and better looking. Jan actually has started letting herself go because of how depressed she has been and gained a good ten pounds. Even now, I am always proud of myself for being able to steal Scott from her right under her nose.

The other day, during one our after work secret fuck sessions, Jan actually texted me that she had an emergency that she needed to talk to me about. Her husband, Scott had just finished going down on me and making me squirt all over my office chair when I saw the text from Jan saying she finally found evidence of his cheating. I quickly cleaned myself up, gave Scott a nasty tongue kiss and asked him to be patient. I got up, still naked and dripping from the waist down and returned her call. She sounded hysterical and crying and told me that she had found some worn pantyhose that were even stained in the crotch inside his suit jacket pocket. Since she doesn't wear pantyhose at all, she knew that they must belong to some other woman. She was completely balling on the phone and begged for me to go over to their house as she needed to talk about it before Scott got home.

I told her that I was stuck at work , but would go over as soon as possible. I got off of the phone and asked Scott about his indiscretion, since I knew the pantyhose didn't belong to me. He told me that they belonged to some girl he had met on his last business trip. I was a little shocked at his openness and bluntness about cheating with another woman besides me, but since I have no room to complain about cheating, I didn't make an issue of it.

He noticed that it still bothered me, so he quickly came over and started kissing me and telling me that it wasn't a big deal. It was just some waitress he picked up from from a restaurant when he was on his business trip. He actually had the nerve to blame it on me because I had gotten him use to fucking so often. He then told me that this was actually good for us, because it would throw Jan off the trail of our indiscretions and playfully said it would also serve to keep me on my toes to continue to be his best lover. I gave him a little playful slap across his face and then grabbed him close to give him another kiss. I then started going down on him. When he finished ejaculating all of his semen in my mouth, I swallowed all of it knowing that this really pleased him to see me do that.

I told him that I wanted to see what Jan found out and needed to go so I would have to make it up to him another time, especially since this session wasn't long enough for either one of us. I, personally wanted to go over in her time of need because seeing her confused and crying would make me incredibly horny for later. We quickly left my office after another nasty kiss and headed off in different directions. 

When Jan opened the door to her and Scott's house, she looked worse than I had ever seen her before. She had gained even more weight lately because of her depression from her failing marriage. She was no longer eating healthy and had stopped working out like she used to do. She no longer looked like the fitness model that she once was and started looking like your typical suburban housewife even though she and Scott did not have any children yet. I, on the other hand, since I started fucking her husband have been looking better and better, thanks to those marathon fuck sessions. Jan's hair was a mess and her makeup was running down her face on to her shirt from her tears.

She was completely hysterical so I gave her a hug to calm her down. I aksed her some questions to make sure that she didn't know about me and Scott and was just playing some game with me about it. I quickly ascertained that she didn't have a clue and the olny thing she knew definitively was that he had in his possession another woman's underwear. She didn't even have the slightest clue where they had come from or who they belonged to. She assumed that he must be cheating on her as their sex life was in a complete downward spiral. 

I know I am a horrible person for this, but even as she was sobbing in front of me I could not stop thinking about how I had been able to steal her husband from her and it was making my pussy wet just listening to her cry about possibly losing him. I already planned on calling him as soon as I left to give him a heads up about the details of what she knew or suspected. I did my best to console her and after awhile she actually started believing what I was saying to her. I told her that she needed to fight for her man and start doing the things that he likes in the bedroom to keep him happy. 

I basically had her blaming herself for Scott straying by the end of our little talk. I told her that she didn't want to end up an old divorcee like myself. I said that she was still young and pretty so even if Scott decided to leave her she would still be better off than how my ex husband left me at age 40 for someone younger. She actually had the nerve to agree with me on that point and made a sad face about my predicament and said she was sure that I would meet somebody nice soon. The fucking stupid little bitch actually felt sorry for me! I was determined from that moment to make her pay for that later. 

A few days went by and as Scott and I had finished another afternoon fuck session. I was curious to see what he was going to tell me about how he handled his situation with Jan so I asked him about it. He told me that everything was fine. He had explained to Jan that he was at a Hooters with his coworkers on his last business trip and they had gotten one of the waitresses to takeoff her pantyhose as a joke. They must have sneaked it into his suit jacket when he was in the bathroom. He even got one of his buddies at work to call Jan and tell her how sorry he was for causing all the trouble. He said Jan seemed to believe the story, but still had her doubts, which is what she conferred to me earlier in the day as well.

A few weeks later, Jan and I were having coffee together on a Saturday morning and she said she had come up with some ideas to spice up her and Scott's love life and wanted my opinion of them. The first idea was to go on a long second honeymoon and be together without any outside worries like work and other women. I thought to myself that this idea was not going to work for me as I would have to go two weeks without fucking Scott and I couldn't have him falling back in love with his wife in my absence. I quickly shot it down by asking her what she was going to do after their honeymoon. I told her if he was going to cheat then it would probably just continue after they got back (which it most definitely would!). She agreed with my assessment and then went onto her second idea.

Her second idea was to bring another woman into the their bed as Scott has always fantasized about a threesome with Jan and another woman. I asked her if she would be alright with something like that. She was sure if Scott was cheating on her that the other woman wouldn't do something like this for him and he would see how much she loved him by agreeing to a threesome. I said it might be awkward for her to see Scott fuck another woman . She said she wasn't sure about it either and maybe they could set some ground rules to prevent that.

When I asked her if she could even find another woman willing to go through with it as well. Jan looked up rather sheepishly and said she was hoping that I could help her out with this. Her reasons for asking me and not someone else was that since I am single there would not be the issue of a jealous significant other. She also figured since I haven't been with anyone in so long it would be good for me as well. The fucking bitch thought she was doing me a favor! I pretended to be shocked and confused by her proposal, but continued with the conversation.

She immediately said that one of the ground rules would be that at anytime someone wasn't comfortable that we would all stop. I asked if Scott even found me attractive enough to want me to join them in a threesome in their bed. She said that he would just be happy with a threesome so that didn't even matter, and she was sure that Scott thought I was cute (How sweet of her to say!). I sat there still pretending to be shocked and slightly upset by her proposal, but my pussy was already tingling with anticipation. I was already planning for the crazy fuck session that I would gladly do in front of Jan. I played coy and told her that even though I wanted to help her, I would have to think about it and get back with her.

I called Scott, as I knew he was out playing golf with his buddies, immediately after getting home as my pussy grew wetter on the drive home thinking about fucking him in front of Jan. Instead of going home however, I decided to meet up with him near the golf course in a secluded parking lot. He said that he had suggested a threesome when she asked him what he would like for her to do to spark up their sex life. He said he knew Jan didn't have anyone else to ask besides me. I was so horny and wet already, I took my shorts and soaked panties off in the car, just climbed over the center console and mounted him for an unplanned fuck session right there in the parking lot.

I decided that in order to make sure Jan continued to feel desperation in her marriage and her abilities to satisfy her husband to fuck him even more often so he wouldn't have the desire or energy to even look at her, much less have sex with her. My plan worked perfectly as she called me crying again a few days later saying that she went down on Scott for thirty minutes and he didn't even get semi hard for her the night before. She felt totally worthless as a wife and a woman at that point. She begged for me to help her save her marriage again so I reluctantly agreed to the threesome. I told her to think about it again and come up with some ground rules so everyone could be comfortable afterwards. 

She e-mailed me a list of her three ground rules a few days later that said the following: 

1. Ceasing the activity if anyone is uncomfortable

2. No sexual intercourse between Scott and You (Rebecca), oral sex, touching and fingering will be ok

3. No kissing between Scott and You (Rebecca)

I called her back and said those rules were fine by me if she was comfortable with them, especially since I planned on breaking all of them that night in front her anyway. I kidded/warned her that Scott might really like oral sex from me because my ex husband use always say he only married me for my oral abilities. She said that was fine because she didn't really care for giving head anyways. She said we could dress up like we were going out for dinner but start the sex upon my arrival on Friday night.

On Friday evening, I picked out a nice casual dress for the evening with a really sexy one piece sheer black bodysuit underneath the dress, which no one would be able to see until I took my dress off. I had also gotten a full pedicure and manicure along with a wax for the occasion because I wanted to look better than Jan in front her husband. Although Jan had not mentioned lingerie, I knew this outfit would drive Scott crazy for me as soon as he saw me. I finished the outfit with a pair of high-heeled sandals. As usual just getting ready got my pussy wet and my nipples hard, so I had the musk and the look of a wanton slut. I walked over to their house across the street in my dress and waved at another neighbor as I did so, little did they know what a home wrecking slut I was.  

Jan opened the door for me as she was also nervous with anticipation about what was going to take place. She quickly ushered me up to their bedroom, as Scott was in their kitchen and Jan thought without a clue of her plans. She pulled me onto their bed and told me to sit on the edge with her. See called for Scott to come up for a surprise and she and I both sat in rapt anticipation for him to come in as we heard him climbing the stairs.

When he finally came in to the bedroom he acted very surprised to see me there. Jan took her dress off to expose her completely nude body underneath, went over and kissed him. I took her cue and disrobed to my black bodysuit and crawled over to where they were standing and undid his zipper and took his cock out and took it deep down my throat. He was already starting to get hard from seeing me in the bodysuit and the sight of me going down on him in front of his wife sent him to full attention almost immediately.

Jan was a little shocked by how quickly things were progressing and the response I was getting from her husband. She stopped kissing him to come down to join me in pleasing him orally. Scott was really enjoying this, as he just stood there and watched us take turns on his cock. Jan, who doesn't really enjoy fellatio like the way I do, grew tired of this and stood up and led us to the bed. I was still squatting there with her husband's cock in my mouth enjoying every bit of pleasing him in front of Jan.

On the bed they started kissing again and he pulled my hair like he usually does when I am going down on him. I moaned louder than I usually do for effect and looked up at him kissing Jan. I was happy to see that he was really enjoying himself, but the best was still coming later. As Jan crawled back down towards me to take control of his stiff cock, I shifted my body around and put my pussy and ass closer to his face. He immediately started playing with my already soaking pussy through the material of the bodysuit. He then undid the snaps at the crotch to expose my pussy and quickly fingered me. Jan took his cock out of my mouth and climbed on top of it, inserting it into her pussy. I turned around just worked my way up his body slowly licking everything along the way to his face. I remembered Jan's rule of no kissing, but the game was really about to begin. I stopped and stared at him just shy of kissing him as he took the cue and grabbed my hair and started to kiss me. I just went with it, knowing that I just broke one of her stupid rules. Jan instantly tried to protest by playfully saying "no kissing between you two!"

We continued our nasty kiss anyways, pretending not to hear her until Jan stopped riding his cock and protested again, more forcefully and almost in tears. Scott said sorry, and explained he didn't know the rules. He retorted and said he thought tonight was for him anyway which really hurt Jan, but shut her up rather quickly. I could tell it really hurt her to see Scott kissing me like that and I grew even hornier. Although her protest killed the moment, I could tell Scott was really into our threesome. Jan was going to do whatever she could to keep him happy with her, so all three of just pretended it wasn't a big deal a continued ahead. 

With all of the talking and awkwardness, Scott had gone soft and his cock had slipped out of Jan's pussy, so I quickly returned to sucking his cock. Jan looked hurt and disappointed that she couldn't keep him hard even though he had been inside of her pussy. She then saw that I was quickly bringing him back to full stiffness and joined me again. As I let her have his cock back, I looked right at her and leaned in and gave her a long kiss as well. I went to work on his balls and his prostate which made him completely erect again.

Jan climbed back on his cock and he started fucking her again at a slow pace. I climbed over his face giving him access to my dripping pussy. I leaned in and started making out with Jan on top of him as we played with each others breasts, while Scott licked my pussy and asshole like a possessed man. He was bringing me to closer and closer to an orgasm. I could feel the waves building inside of me as I was about cum in front Jan at the hands of her husband. I could feel that it was going to be one of the most intense orgasms ever.

We continued in this position for a while with everyone thoroughly enjoying themselves. The waves of my impending orgasm were at a peak when Scott easily slipped two fingers into my already soaking wet pussy and just barely stroked the inside of my pussy. The intensity of the orgasm was so crazy it even stunned me. I stopped kissing Jan for a moment as I focused on my own pleasure while I squirted and dripped all of my juices over Scott's face and chest. He was licking up all my juices as I was squirting and dripping right over his face. 

Jan stopped riding him and just sat there completely stupefied, possibly in shock at what she was seeing. Jan just looked at the both of us and could't fathom that she just watched her husband give another woman a squirting orgasm, something she could not achieve herself. She pulled his still hard penis out of her pussy at this point and climbed off of him. Still standing over us, Jan started to cry uncontrollably as she came to the realization that her husband was having more sexual chemistry with someone else.

She said in between sobs that she had enough of this and wanted to stop, so she started getting dressed and expecting Scott and I to follow suit. What a terrible mistake on her part, as Scott's cock was still hard from me squirting all over him and he had yet to shoot his load. Since Jan had already gotten off of the bed, he looked over at me laying beside him on their bed still enjoying my orgasm and quickly pulled me back closer to him. He lifted me up off of the bed and placed my pussy on top of his cock which slipped right in because my pussy was still dripping wet. 

Jan, must have been in shock because she was speechless as Scott started fucking me. Then she started screaming for Scott to stop, over and over. I was so turned on by all of this, I subconsciously started riding him faster to get him to full hardness again. Scott was getting even more into it as well, reached up to pull my head down towards his and started kissing me which further enraged Jan. She was still screaming for him to stop, as she thought Scott was forcing himself on me, but neither one us was listening to her as we were both entranced by the ferocity of the coming orgasm. 

Without warning, he flipped me over on to my stomach and parted my ass cheeks and began fucking me in the ass. I was screaming in pleasure at the top of my lungs with every stroke into my ass. Jan was really freaking out by now because she has never allowed Scott to fuck her in the ass, ever, before in their 5 years of marriage. Jan was so distraught that she actually came over to physically pull him off of me as she was still screaming for him to stop it, over and over. He just knocked her away forcefully onto the floor as he exploded his cock into my ass. As he pulled out of my ass the final stroke, he gave me quick peck on the cheek and whispered "Thank you lover" in my ear.




The Takeover Ch. 03



Jan was still sitting on the floor in front of the bed crying and couldn't see any of this. He got dressed as I laid there in their bed after yet another orgasm. Jan was crying and screaming for him to get out, so he got dressed and walked out of the house. Jan came over to me as I laid there in her bed recovering from the most intense orgasm that I had ever had. I was in tears from how good the orgasm felt. Jan, not knowing the tears were from pleasure, apologized profusely for everything and asked if I was alright. She kept saying how sorry she was for what he had done to me and she never thought it would get out of control like that. She begged me not to call the police for what had happened as she thought he had raped me or something.

I was playing the part of victim as well. I told her that I was scared and it hurt, but I would never call the police. I got dressed to leave, but Jan told me that Scott had driven away and she needed to talk about what had happened. Jan and I sat there discussing her problem and some options. I really wanted to leave because Scott would be waiting for me at our usual meeting spot near his office. I told her I wanted to go home a take a shower and try and forget what had just happened. She apologized again for putting me through this and thanked me again for my help. She said she was sure that she was going to lose Scott after seeing him like that. She had never had sex like that with him herself. She pointed out that if Scott could make me feel like that, god only knew what he was out doing with his twenty five year old office assistant. I couldn't believe my own ears, even after seeing all that she saw with Scott and me, she was still a condescending little bitch towards me and didn't see me as a threat. Jan still didn't think her husband would ever want to be with what she saw as some sad, old, and divorced woman.

I went home and called Scott immediately. He told me that he had booked a suite at a nearby hotel and gave me the room number. I waited for about an hour, making sure to call Jan back and see if she was up. She said she had taken a sleeping pill to help calm her nerves and would be out shortly. I quickly changed into sheer lace teddy that I had been saving for a special occasion with Scott, threw on a track suit over it and drove over to the hotel. I spent the night with Scott, fucking another 3 times that night. I told him about the conversation afterward that I had with Jan and how she thought he was leaving her for good.

He asked me what I thought about it, I told him that while having him to myself was nice thought, that tormenting her like what we had just done was too much fun to stop. I was going to make her pay for underestimating me. Just to keep him happy with me, I promised him a real threesome with no stupid rules next time, with another friend of mine (Not Jan)...



The Takeover of Brooke & Co.



Her name was Brooke. She was a fan of mine and had corresponded with me several times telling me of her sexual experiences and desires. It was through these email communications I learned of her desire to be forcibly controlled, her love sex with both men and women, of how her Auntie Mischelle used to come to her room to make love to her after her husband had fallen asleep, of her nipple rings, of how she'd had numerous relations with women and how they came about.

Brooke was gorgeous. Gorgeous and horny, as her emails indicated, what a mix. After seeing the pics she'd sent me in her emails there was no doubt if I met her that I would make her my submissive, bisexual slut. Thankfully over the course of our correspondence she'd given me all I needed to find her.

Finding her on the dance floor of her favorite club I could not resist watching her dance up a storm. It was quite a sight as her loose sundress spun around, especially as it was obvious to anyone watching that she didn't care who saw that she was balder than Mr. Clean down below. Apparently underwear got in the way for her dress was cut in a "V" in front so a bra was not possible to wear properly with it either.

A sheen of sweat from all the exercise gave her mocha skin a very healthy glow indeed. She moved like a lioness on the prowl and lucky her I was there for her. Stealthfully approaching her from behind as she left the club (probably to go to the next one) I let her approach her car and then I took control. Forcing her over the hood of her car I took the plastic, disposable handcuffs from my pocket, pulled her arms behind her back and locked them together tightly.

Her nice sized breasts were the only thing holding her weight on the car and the skin flattened against it as I slipped my right hand slowly up her smooth leg until it reached her equally smooth pussy. Slowly I diddled her clit watching, listening to her to see how she reacted to everything I did. True to what she'd written me she liked to be taken and she complained not at all as I felt her up.

Leaning into her ear I whispered, "So you like to be taken and used like a slut? So you like big cocks huh? Well you lucked out love because you are about to get all your wishes fulfilled. Not to mention that valley between your breasts, your mouth, ass and pussy."

Brooke wiggled her lovely butt into my cloth covered cock as I stood firmly against her. My hand, stroking her clit slowly at that moment, slipped out of her and up her body until it was under her nose. Without a word being said she immediately tasted her juices off of my fingers. Meanwhile my left hand was busy pinching her nipples viciously as an example of what was to cum.

Turning her over I let her look into my hazel green eyes before letting her slide off the hood of the car to her knees before me. Then, pulling my cock from my jeans, I placed the head of it upon her lips smearing the blood red lipstick just a little as I did so, although it would be more than a little smudged when she was finished sucking it off.

"Sluts suck cock and they don't care who watches," I said, "So get to work and let me see how skilled a fellatrix you are dear."

Immediately her head went forward over mine and I enjoyed the feel of her breasts brushing against my leg. A small tug upwards on her arms caused her a slight amount of pain and leveraged her mouth further down on my hard prong. The hand holding her arms stayed there but my other arm shot out to grasp her head in my hand to encourage her. "Don't stop until you have swallowed every drop of my essence slut. And remember good sluts show it to their Masters first, swallow and then show their Masters their empty mouth," I said as she worked me over like a pro.

"Mmmmmmmmm," came from her mouth as she ate me slowly but surely trying to take every inch of my wrist-thick member to the back of her throat.

"Remember me now dear," I said jokingly, "You should I sent you pics of what you are eating right now."

Something in her eyes gazing longingly and lustfully up at me at that moment told me that she did although not yet fully at that instant.

"Oh come now dear," I said chidingly, "just how many men do you correspond with who send you pictures of their hard cocks?" A grin crossed my face as I said it because with her looks I suspected it was a lot.

The words that came from her mouth sounded like "more than you'd guess" but were muffled by my large tool buried in her as she spoke the words. Slowly I pulled her grudgingly off of my cock, took her close to my face and whispered in her ear, "I am Mr. Deviant from Literotica.com and you are my property from now on slut."

A gasp escaped her lips as she realized everything she'd ever told me the instant she heard my pen name. My gaze told her we were going to have a lot of fun together. Reaching out to the ground I picked up her small black purse and took her cell phone from it.

"Now tell me dear which of the other sluts you told me about excites you the most?" Her eyes told me there was no way she could choose just one. She needed to be with them all. She needed the love, the sex and maybe even the domination or submission or humiliation each offered her. How was I to choose between them? Simple! Don't!!

Finding the digits I needed I called several of the women she'd sent me pics of and told the slut to have her friends come to the club ready to party. Even her Auntie was invited. Apparently Brooke is better than E.F. Hutton because within 15 minutes her friends started to arrive. Of course by then we were already having lots of fun.

While she was making her phone calls I had Brooke strip off the only article of clothes she had on other than the 9" fuck me pumps she was wearing—her dress. I removed the cuffs for that purpose only to replace them with a new set afterwards. Brooke was lying backwards on the car getting plowed by me when her first admirer showed up. I don't know who the blonde was and it was a sure thing Brooke didn't either based on the look of confusion on her face.

The blonde began to massage Brooke's naked tits right there as she asked me if I would share my slut with her. I told her I would but that she could only touch her and not fuck her in anyway. The blonde agreed without finding out the cost and then lowered her head down, pushed both breasts together and began an erotic tongue dance that included occasionally sucking both nipples together.

I instructed my slut not to speak or even open her mouth unless it was to take a cock or cunt between her lips. The blonde sucked both nipples together for a moment before taking both nipple rings together between her teeth and teasing Brooke with how she pulled on them. When I had all the women in place those rings were going to be the basis for a lot of fun indeed.

Turning Brooke over, hoping that a large crowd would gather around us, I took my moistened member and aimed it at her brown eye. The velvet softness of her skin in my hands excited me all the more as I spread her asscheeks wide and entered her for the first time anally. Her bubble butt wiggles in response to my cock as she worked to get it buried deeper and deeper in her. Each sensuous shake of her hips was designed to try and bring me off but I held firm and did not release as she so wanted me to do. 

I was enjoying the contrast of the blonde's alabaster white skin against the darker skin of Brooke's 36D's when the first person she'd called showed up.

"There is my slut sister!" she said loudly, "I knew you'd be getting a nice hard one when you called but I didn't know you'd be putting on a show as well." Aileen's short bob of dark hair created a halo effect around the top of her head, a head that was soon enough under me giving my balls a good licking so she could taste my cum and her girlfriend's simultaneously.

Aileen was definitely not like her friend. In fact they were opposite each other in most ways, especially when it came to the breasts. Aileen had orange-sized breasts whereas Brooke's were definitely melon-like but each shared one thing in common, beside my cock at that moment, and that was their abnormally large sex drives. Oh, ok, two things—they each loved to suck cock like there was no tomorrow (I'd seen the photo of Aileen with a bull's-eye in lipstick over her mouth and Brooke had told me of her love of that act as well).

So it was that I was thoroughly enjoying the sweet nectar of Brooke's pussy around my cock as her friend ate it off of my rod from below and an unknown blonde devoured her nipples at the same time. By now word had spread of our exploits in the parking lot so a crowd had gathered to watch. The hood of the car was bouncing with my deep thrusts as Myra was finally able to break through the crowd to join us.

Myra's hair was long, dark and had streaks of blonde in it. Though I'd been told her heritage was otherwise looking into her almond-shaped eyes I would have sworn she had some Oriental heritage in her. Her eyes had a penetrating glare to them as she pushed aside the unknown blonde and told her to watch how it was done properly. For her part the blonde decided to "watch" by kissing Brooke with a vengeance as her friend began to tease the nipple she'd attached her mouth to. Myra's tongue slipped inside the center of the small hoop in Brooke's nipple and started pulling on it rhythmically.

It was getting tough to keep track of exactly who was doing what to whom as I now had 4 women to keep track of—Brooke, Aileen, Myra and the unknown blonde—as well as keeping track of what they were doing. My cock was stroking into Brooke deeply as the crowd cheered us on. With all that was happening it wasn't too long before we had to end things. When the club owner came outside to complain about taking his business, threatening to call the cops on us as he did so, we beat a hasty retreat. Grabbing Brooke I led her to my car along with the other women. Once in we were quickly out of there and headed back to my place.

"Suck my cock slut," I said pushing Brooke's head to my groin forcefully. The women in back watched as I used her face as a cum dump. I'd been right on the edge of release when we had to leave so I came rather quickly when she started bobbing on my cock as we drove down the road.

All too soon, or not soon enough, depending on your point of view, we arrived at my residence and together the five of us entered. "Enter freely and of your own will," I said in my best Bela Lugosi 'Dracula' voice. As each passed the threshold I grinned knowing that I was in for a memorable time with these women.

Suddenly Brooke's phone rang out. It was her Auntie Mischelle whom she'd called but forgotten to tell that we had to leave the club in a hurry. Giving her directions, at my prodding since she couldn't see where we went from her position on my cock on the trip over, she hung up telling me she'd arrive in a few minutes.

The idea of 5 women and me was overwhelmingly erotic and my hard member was throbbing in my pants begging for the freedom to bury itself in something warm—a mouth, an ass, a pussy or even between a set of breasts. And release it did! Taking control immediately I ordered all the women to strip down to their birthday suits and line up so I could check them all out. Like an erotic drill sergeant I inspected each of them carefully for any defects that I needed to be made aware of (No use inviting someone who turns out to be a man over. Straight as an arrow that is me). Lucky me that was not an issue. However, there was one defect that needed to be rectified. The shaven women needed to do a little more to remove some stubble and, as it turned out, Auntie Mischelle had a large bush that needed removal.

Obviously Mischelle was older than the rest but her large breasts were just as firm as the younger women. Once I got her on the kitchen table and took my sharpest razor blade to her pussy and surrounding area I realized she was even tighter than one would expect. A wink from her eye told me that she had been exercising her pussy a lot.

"Watch carefully," I said, "as I inspect her pussy and ass for smoothness because I plan on doing this to each of you soon enough!" Licking slowly, carefully, tantalizingly slowly even across her now fully shaven conch I looked into her eyes to gauge her reaction to my ministrations. Mischelle's eyes glazed over with lust as she pulled my head to her tightly.

The other women were enraptured by the sight of my tongue as it did its job well on her and quickly had her moisture pouring over my face and her womanly scent permeating the room. My face was covered in juices as I crooked my finger toward Brooke silently summoning her over to me to help me eat out the aunt who had once seduced her and made love to her with her uncle down the hall asleep. Instantly her tongue joined mine in a dance across her aunt's freshly shaven cunt and she took to the task like a duck to water.

I was so consumed with consuming the sweet smelling, freshly shaved cunt before me that it took a moment to realize that Brooke's hand on my cock was guiding it to the mouth of another woman whom had slid underneath me. A gasp escaped one of the ladies' mouths but only for a moment. It was as I entered that mouth that I noticed that was when the gasping stopped.

"Join us," I said to the rest of the women. Aileen, her short hair bobbing around her head, began to practice her own version of fellatio on Mischelle's left breast. The unknown blonde did the same thing to Mischelle's right breast that Aileen was doing opposite her as Myra went under the table.

Myra, though she was not always visible to me was easily revealed as an insatiable woman who must have been going from pussy to pussy to cock like a bee pollinating flowers. When she started licking me I realized that it had been her whom Brooke fed my cock and who was moving underneath eating Aileen and the unknown blonde out.

Moans of orgasm came from Mischelle as my tongue slipped in and out of her like a cock on a rampage. Brooke ate at her auntie's 'y' with me and her moans were in unison with the flow of cum from her auntie and the stroking she was giving my cock. Together she and Myra were working my cock into a lather. A grin crossed her face as she looked at her auntie right before dropping to her knees beneath me to join Aileen in a double blowjob that was mind-blowing in its intensity. The two women kissed over the head of my member and their entwining tongues were driving me to distraction.

The two women working over Mischelle's breasts had extended their range of carnal explorations and both were licking down toward her pussy where I awaited them. "Stop," I said, "time to change positions." Then, taking the one who started all this, Brooke, in my powerful hands I lifted her off the floor, turned her upside down and began to lick her smooth pussy while presenting her with my hard cock to eat. The other women watched in earnest while also alternating eating Mischelle out.

My powerful legs and arms held Brooke in position as I enjoyed the warm, honey sweet taste of her pussy. I needed to taste her more, to have her taste me and herself off of my cock. "To the bed slave. Crawl there now," I pointed showing her the way. Her lovely bubble butt wiggled and tantalized me as she slowly worked her way to the destination with me pointing out where to go.

She looked back at me, a sexy, seductive, slutty smile upon her face. "Yes my dear," I said to her unspoken questions, "I am going to fill all of your holes, but the one that really has my attention at the moment is your tight ass. I am going to spread it wide and fill it deep for you." I was about to call out to the other ladies to join us but they had beaten me to the punch and joined us already.

Reaching into my drawers alongside the bed I pulled out a number of toys. "On the bed, ass in the air, head down, arms and legs spread wide," I said to Brooke. Then, turning to the other women I began to figure out what to do with them.

Two chairs and four women determined how they ended up. Pairing off Mischelle with Myra and the unknown blonde with Aileen I took each pair and tied them into the large, overstuffed chairs in a 69. The blonde and Aileen were tied head down as Mischelle and Myra were seated in the chairs and bound as tightly to the chairs as the other women were bound to them.

"What do you think my slut," I said to Brooke, "do they look comfy?"

Brooke turned her head to see my handiwork and smiled, "Yes Master."

"Good. Go back to your position and I will be right with you," my response. Then, turning to the bound women I told them what they did there was up to them, but they may want to eat as it would keep the blood flowing.

"You told me once you had no limits slut. Does that still hold true?"

"Yes Master," her submissive reply.

"Good." Wetting my cock in her damp center I then pushed my way into her ass. My apple-sized cockhead split her starfish wide but she took it like a good little bitch with nary a grunt. Suddenly I felt something I had not expected, her anal muscles began to work me as well as her into a lather, and I was being given a cock massage with her ass. Inch by inch I slid into her enjoying a pleasure I had been all too long without. 

Knowing she would enjoy what would come next I reached into the side table drawer and pulled out a few more toys without her noticing what was removed. "Don't move," I told her as I put the blindfold on her, then I put the cock and ball harness upon myself. The harness had the effect of both increasing the girth of my member as well as lengthening it. Now she knew my normal size was 9.5" long and almost as thick as one's wrist, but with the harness on my length increased to 13" and I was increased in girth to thicker than my wrist.

As soon as I put the harness on I knew she would know what I'd done. She had told me previously she wanted to see me in it, to eat me as I wore it and to have me come down her throat. She was going to get her chance. 

The first thrust that she felt after my length was buried inside her was not a gentle sexing but an outright animalistic fucking thrust and there were more that were going to follow. Though I had several slower strokes in her to start, to enjoy the feel all the more, rapidly I began to increase the intensity and speed of each plunge within Brooke's warm, inviting ass.

Holding on to Brooke's asscheeks, squeezing them tight around my member, I rode her mercilessly while listening to her grunts and groans of pleasure. The noises from the other women also added to my pleasure as well. The mere knowledge that I had so many women at my command, who would obey me, was an extreme aphrodisiac. Add to that fact that these women seemed to all be bi, to want to go non-stop no matter where we were and my satisfaction increased exponentially.

Brooke moaned into the pillow that her face was on as I shot my first blast of cum up her spasming anal orifice. Then, pulling out quickly, I flipped Brooke around and thrust my member deep in her mouth before she could react and dumped the rest of my juices down her throat. A gasp escaped one of the women in the chairs as she'd seen what I'd done while eating the pussy before her.

Brooke took the act in stride as a good slut would and began to fellate me cleaning me of my cum and the juices from her ass. Gulping me down as much as she could she worked to bring me back to full hardness after my painful release (shooting through a cock that is tightly bound is quite painful and pleasurably so).

"Slut what would you like to do next and with whom?" I inquired.

Her eyes moved around the room after removing her blindfold and what she saw surprised her. The women tied together excited her, but it was the idea of being restrained more than watching them that did it for her. Brooke almost seemed as if she was ready to salivate when she saw the intricate bonds that bound the other women together and to the chairs.