Craig's eyes widen in surprise.
"You serious?" he asks.
"Yeah," says Taylor. "You want to, right?"
"Well yeah, but only if it's cool," he admits.
Nervously, Craig rises from his seat, drops his pants, and walks to the other side of the bed. He crawls onto the bed in front of Melissa, his throbbing erection in her face. She grabs him, suddenly, and takes him into her mouth. Having had a number of blow jobs before Craig is not surprised by the feeling but he is surprised by the ferocity with which she sucks him. He moans in ecstasy as she clinches her lips around his unit and strokes up and down his length. Meanwhile, Taylor begins fucking her again.
Melissa moans as much as she can with both of her holes being filled. Her body shivers as Taylor pounds into her pussy and Craig drives into her mouth. She tries to concentrate on the tightness of Taylor's cock filling her pussy but finds her mind wanders to the taste of Craig's cock in her mouth. A strange but welcome taste, she'd often wondered how it would be. What if she could get her lips around him? What if she could stroke his shaft with her lips and hands? Not only did she now know but she was also being fucked by her husband. A sensation she'd longed for until tonight.
Melissa pulls away from Craig and says, "You guys are great but I've got a better idea. I want both of you in me."
Surprised at her request her husband Taylor smiles.
"Alright, but if that's that case I'm getting the ass. Craig you okay with fucking my wife's pussy?"
Still short of breath from having the blowjob of his lifetime he responds.
"Am I okay with it? What kind of question is that?"
Smiling Craig lies on the bed on his back. His heart races as he waits for his friend's wife to take him inside of her. Facing him, Melissa crawls on top of him and whispers in his ear.
"You better fuck me good or you won't be able to come back over," she whispered coyly while nibbling his ear.
She reaches behind her and grabs Craig's fully engorged cock. She maneuvers herself on top of it and lowers herself onto him. Craig's eyes widen in surprise at the moment before him. Every bit of his cock is now inside of his best friend's wife. Her moist pussy envelopes him and sends his mind reeling in ecstasy. He opens his eyes to affirm that he's not dreaming and sees Melissa's taught and tan tits staring him in the face. Instinctively he leans up and takes one into his mouth. He sucks hard and bites lightly at the nipple between flicks of his tongue. Melissa's pussy responds by throbbing around his cock.
"That's a good boy," she says smiling at Craig. "Now you just lay there and let me work you a bit.
Using her knees as a brace Melissa raises herself off of Craig's cock and then back down. Slowly she rides on his cock swallowing every inch of him with each stroke.
"Oh," Craig cries. "That's amazing. Just keep riding it. Please keep fucking me."
Increasing her speed she focuses on Craig's expressions of pleasure. He reaches up and grabs her waist and guides her up and down his cock. Bracing her self she rests her hands on his chest still grinding into his pelvis. In a fit of pleasure she digs her nails into Craig's chest and throws her head back in ecstasy as she cries out loud.
"Gimme that dick. Come on, give it to me!"
As she threw her head back Melissa notices her husband standing behind. Lost in her and Craig's pleasure she'd forgotten that not only had she discussed double penetration but also that her husband was even there. Resting with Craig still in side of her she turns to her husband.
"Baby I'm so sorry," she offered apologetically. "I was just having fun. You forgive me?"
"Forgive you?" he responds. "I was actually enjoying this. I'm gonna watch for a while. You kids carry on."
Melissa raises her self off of him and gets on her hands and knees on the bed. Facing her husband she raises her ass in the air for Craig to take. Getting off of the bed Craig positions himself behind her and enters her soaking pussy. With all his might he thrusts his cock into her. Melissa screams in pleasure as her friend pounds into her.
"Yes, yes, yes! Fuck my pussy! Fuck it hard."
Excited by the site of his wife pleasing another man, Taylor grabs his own cock and begins to stroke. He watches as Craig grabs Melissa's sides and pounds into her aching pussy. Melissa shouts as she nears orgasm.
"Come on, I'm so close, just fuck me harder! Harder!" she screams.
Staring into the eyes of her husband, her pussy grasps at her friend's cock inside of her. Wave after wave of contractions steal her breath from her body and force a moan from her body. The force of her orgasm pushes Craig's cock from her pleased and tender pussy.
"You two bring those dicks over here," Melissa says. "I'm gonna finish this off."
Taylor raises from his seat and stands in front of his wife. Without a second of hesitation, Melissa takes him into her mouth. She squeezes the shaft of his engorged dick and sucks around is ample girth. As she is running her lips up and down Taylor, she grabs Craig with her other hand and begins stroking him. Tightening her grip to near painful levels, she uses her own moisture as a lubricant and runs her hand up his shaft and squeezes at the tip. Soon she reverses course and takes Craig into her mouth and continues stroking her husband with her free hand. Moment pass and she pulls away from Craig.
"Craig," she says, "you're the guest here and you have the honor of cumming first. I swallow so please, just go when you're ready."
Craig smiles and closes his eyes as Melissa continues to suck his cock. Slowly he feels the heat of an oncoming orgasm. His testicles tense in preparation to deliver his load. At last she comes back up the shaft and tongues the sensitive head of cock while it's in her mouth. Craig's cock pulses in bliss and shoots stream after stream of his load into her mouth. Melissa pulls away and smiles as she swallows the last bit.
"Now, just as this began Craig, you get to watch me finish off Tay."
Quickly she takes her husband into her mouth and runs her lips up and down his shaft. She squeezes hard around his cock and begins toying his balls with her other. Soon Taylor is thrusting into her mouth. Melissa squeezes her lips as tight as she can around the cock penetrating her mouth. Without warning, Taylor's cock spasms with ferocity and fires his load into her mouth. Melissa swallows with out reservation and smiles.
Panting, Taylor and Craig smile at one and other.
"So buddy," asks Taylor, "what did you think of all that?"
"Well," Craig responds, "I think you guys are excellent hosts and that I probably owe you one Tay. How about you and Melissa come to my house next week? Maybe my wife can help think of a way to pay you back."
"Only if get to watch," pipes up Melissa. "Or join in if your wife is into girls."
"Who knows?" asks Craig. "Who knows?"
The End.
Defenseless
Being one of Los Angeles top defense attorney's was a dream come true. I had worked so hard to get to the top and now I just started working for one of the biggest law firms in the country. I shed so much blood, sweat, and tears for this, at the time, I didn't know how I would make it. But in the end, it finally happened for me.
During the first few weeks at the firm, nothing eventful really happened. But then one of the cities most notorious crime lords was busted and we were representing him. Preparing for this case wasn't going to be easy. I knew he was guilty, but as my job title says, I am defending him and I needed to cut holes in the prosecution's case, regardless how I personally felt about the case. I also knew that because he was rich he would want things done quickly and quietly. No press releases, no media, nothing was allowed in this case.
After hours and hours of pouring through thousands of papers, we were finally ready to make our case. We were pretty solid that we would disprove the prosecution, no matter what the evidence said. Days went by and the trial dragged on. And in the end, we won. I was on top of the world. My first case was one of the most notorious criminals, but I proved him innocent. I had a nice bonus sitting in the bank and was in a ce
lebratory mood.
So me and my team went down to the bar at the Hilton and started the night right. A few hours and many drinks later, I was tired and I said goodnight to everyone and headed home. My apartment was only a few blocks from the hotel, so I decided to walk. Stumbling a few steps before my head finally started to clear, I smiled to myself. Just before I reached the front of my building, I saw a hooded figure off to the side. Being wildly content and drunk I just thought nothing of it and proceeded to go inside. The hooded figure followed me and stepped in the elevator with me. I got off at my floor and stepped off. I dug in my purse for my keys and as I started to unlock my door, a hand with a rag clamped over my face and my world went black.
When I came to, my hands and feet were tied to the headboard and footboard of the bed. And I was naked. How the hell did I end up like this? I shook my head to try and clear the fog. The last thing I remember was unlocking the door to my apartment. Then I remembered the hooded figure that I thought was just a weird teenager. Just then, a very pretty woman came into the room from the hall.
"Ah, finally, you're awake. I'm glad to see you coming out of your nap," she said as she looked at me.
"Who the fuck are you?" I exclaimed. "What the hell are you doing?"
"I know the case you just won jumpstarted your career. I know that you just got a big fat bonus and I know that you freed a guilty criminal."
"Apparently you don't know as much as you think. He was proved innocent. Now untie me and I won't press charges against you!"
"You and I both know that he wasn't innocent! My family has lost everything because of him! We lost our home, our business! And my parent's are divorced because of that fucking asshole! You set him free! You let him go back into the world and you will pay!"
I watched her cross the room and make her way over to the bed.
"What are you going to do?" I asked as fear coursed through my veins. I was afraid of what she was going to do to me. I was also afraid that I might like it. I always had this thing about being tied up.
"I'm going to make you suffer. You're going to pay for ruining my life. You're going to feel what I felt. Helpless. Scared. Alone. And worst of all, knowing that you can't do a fucking thing to help yourself," she said as she stood at the end of the bed, looking down at me.
She then bent over and retrieved a riding crop with a wide tip from a bag that sat at the end of the bed. My eyes widened as an evil lust washed over her face. She walked to the right side of the bed and began running the crop all over my body. She twirled the tip over my nipples, making them harden into tiny pebbles. She ran it down over my stomach and towards my dampening pussy. I cursed my body for responding to this. My mind screamed for her to stop. My hands and feet ached to break free. But my body said yes. My body said more. My body said take me, fuck me like the slut I am. She reached my mound with the tip and spanked it and then massaged the sting away. I gasped as the burning sensation from the slap quickly faded into pleasure as she massaged it through. My pussy began to throb and pleasurably ache as she continued to spank and massage me.
She spanked my pussy one final time and moved back to my breasts. She slapped them and paid special attention to my aching nipples. She slapped them over and over until I cried out with the pleasure/pain. She smiled wickedly with lustful revenge blazing in her eyes. She then set the crop aside and pulled a vibrator from the bag. She laid down between my legs and began to tease my throbbing pussy. She touched the tip of the vibrator to me and I jumped as the tingling sensations drove me closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. She tickled and teased mercilessly she pressed her face to my now dripping wet pussy and began licking me. She licked me up and down and all over, while her hand played with the vibrator. Her tongue speared deep as she began to tongue fuck me. My breathing became heavier as my orgasm built. I moaned as I felt myself about to explode.
"You like that? You fucking like that, you fucking whore!" she yelled at me. "Tell me what you want! Tell me you want to cum! Tell me you like it!" "Oh fuck! Oh yes, I want you to make me cum! I want my juices to explode all over the bed!" I exclaimed just as I began to cum. My orgasm ripped through my body. Wave after wave of pleasure rippled through me, my body writhing with pleasure.
When my orgasm subsided, the woman climbed to the top of the bed and demanded I taste myself on her. Surprising myself, I eagerly kissed her, lapping up my juices like a kitty with milk. She then moved away to the bag on the floor. She picked it up and left the room without a word. She's done I thought. She's going to leave me tied up like this. But then just a few minutes later she returned wearing a huge strap on dildo. She set the bag down, but only after grabbing something else out of it. That something was a small butt plug.
"No! Please don't," I begged as she knelt on the bed and began lifting my butt in the air. "Please! Please, I'll do anything else," I sobbed.
"How does it feel to be there, all tied up. Helpless to break free at the mercy of someone else. I have the complete power to break you," she said.
She began rubbing the plug in my pussy juice and then rubbed the tip of it along my asshole. I begged and begged her not to do it, but she ignored my pleas and began slowly inching the plug into me. I cried out as she thrust it all the way in. She then began to rub the strap on all over my swollen clit and soaking wet pussy. I moaned as the tip rubbed over my already sensitized clit, sending shivers down my body and making my nipples harder than they already were.
She then dipped the fake cock into me a few times, making sure I was ready and still wet. She pulled my legs up over her arms and began fucking me slowly. She slid the cock out in a tantalizingly slow rhythm all the way out and then slammed it back in hard. She set my legs down on the bed and reached down to play with the plug in my ass as she fucked me. As she fucked me with the rubber cock and played with the butt plug, I felt my orgasm building. The pleasure of being fucked and the pain/pleasure of the plug was overwhelming. I began to beg her to make me cum. I needed my release so bad. My body was on fire as the flames of lust engulfed me. I was nearly sobbing as tears ran down my face as I began to cum. She kept pounding me harder and faster, her mind on the revenge she was taking out on me. I screamed as she fucked me over the edge of pleasure until I begged for her to stop. My clit was over sensitized, I couldn't handle anymore orgasms. But she didn't stop. The more I begged, the harder and faster she fucked me. She grabbed her tits and then screamed her release. Her cum exploded all around the strap on, down her legs, all over me and the bed.
She finally withdrew the cock and crawled over to my face, thrusting the cock down my throat. I eagerly opened my throat and began sucking the delicious mixture of her cum and mine. She slapped my tits as she fucked my mouth for a little while and then she withdrew the dildo and took it off. She took the strap on and put it away in her bag and grabbed something I couldn't see. The next thing I knew, her hand was covering my face with a rag and my world was black again. The next morning I woke feeling groggy. I wasn't tied to the bed anymore. But as I got out of bed, my pussy and my breasts ached from last night's pleasurable capture. As I showered, I contemplated the night before. I really didn't like paying for someone else's crimes and I didn't like being held against my will. But, I orgasmed over and over. I begged for that woman to fuck me. By the end of my shower, I convinced myself that it was just a one time weird psycho bitch who had been affected by the crime scenes of L.A. So I decided to forget it ever happened and went on with my life.
About a month later, I was representing a very rich, very suave, but very guilty businessman. This man had his hand in literally everything gone wrong. From prostitution, to drugs, and black market antiques, this guy was undeniably guilty, in every way. But nevertheless, I was getting paid to find him innocent. After six months, he was proven innocent. I have to admit though, the prosecution did have a very compelling case, but I am just that good.
Once again, celebrating with the team and friends, we were having a great time. And even though I had put t
he past behind me, I wasn't going to take any chances of being raped again, even though I inwardly love it. I had asked one of the guys' on the case to take me home. He said he wasn't ready, but his cousin was there and he'd take me. So there we were driving downtown towards my apartment when the guy started acting funny. I thought he was just drunk, but my radar went off just a little. He went about 2 blocks the other way and said he was taking a shortcut. I really started to get worried when he pulled into an abandoned warehouse and said his car wasn't driving right. He got out and he popped the hood. I got out to see if I could help him at all and when I went around to the front, his hand came around and clamped a rag over my face.
I woke once again to find myself naked and in a much more compromising position. I was lying on my stomach on a mattress on the ground. There was a post where my hands were tied with a chain and my ankles were also chained to another post behind me. I moved my head to the side to see my friends cousin sitting there with his hand on his cock stroking himself through his pants. Right next to him was the woman from the first time.
"Well, glad to see you're awake," she smiled.
"Who is that?" I asked as I looked at him.
"This is my boyfriend who's business fell to your win. The criminal you set free now owns it and it's all your fault. My boyfriend's life is ruined. You seem to be good at ruining peoples' lives," she said. "And now, you are here at his and my mercy. And there's not a fucking thing you can do about it is there? But as I recall, you didn't really hate it that much. As I recall you begged me to make you cum, over and over and over," she said as her boyfriend got up.
He undid his pants and threw them on his chair along with his boxers and his shirt. He then came up in front of me and ordered me on my hands and knees. I did as he asked and he came up with his cock in his hand. And what a large cock it was. It was at least twice as big as my boyfriends'. He rubbed it all over my face, slapping me in the mouth. He rubbed the head over my lips and told me to open my mouth and to suck it. I opened my mouth and he began to slide his huge dick into me.
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