“Here you go,” Peter said, cutting right to the chase, as he thrust a large glass of amber liquid into her hand.
She could see another sitting on the conference table behind him. Without a word, she downed the first glass in two gulps and then quickly reached for the second, drinking that one as well. Ashley coughed as the second glass went down, burning her throat on the way down. It didn’t take long for whatever was in those drinks to start working. She felt warm and fuzzy, and very, very horny. Zeroing in on Kevin, she found herself wanting to hop on his cock and ride him until he was popping like a fine champagne and began to strut her way over to him, but Peter stopped her mid-step.
“Uh-uh,” he whispered before dropping his mouth to hers, tonguing her slowly. “Me first.”
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He was helpless. With his hands tied behind his back and his mouth gagged, Kevin had no choice but to watch what was unfolding gruesomely before him. Ashley had Peter’s cock in her hand as she was pumping it slowly up and down while Peter sucked wildly on her erect nipples. She threw her head back laughing and gasping all at the same time while he ripped the demure blouse from her body and left it in a tattered pile on the floor. The more Kevin struggled, the tighter his ties became. All he could do was watch and wait for it to be over.
Peter pushed Ashley’s skirt up and over her hips to bunch around her waist and roughly yanked her panties down around her ankles before turning her around and pushing her over the conference table. Ashley smiled seductively over her shoulder at him and mouthed the words, fuck me. He thrust his cock deep into Ashley’s dripping pussy and began to pound into her like a madman.
“That’s it!” Ashley gasped as Peter pushed her face down hard into the tabletop. “That’s it. Fuck me harder. Make me cum like a whore!”
Kevin wanted to resist the sounds of Ashley being fucked; he wanted to resist the sight of her being pounded into the conference room table, but he found his cock getting hard nonetheless. The sight of her pushing back against Peter as he roughly grabbed her tits, pushing her harder on top of his cock made him ache in his pants. It was wrong, watching this happen to her, but he was a man and wished that it was him fucking her like that instead. Suddenly, Josh slipped between Ashley and the table, and she was sucking ravenously on his long, thick black cock.
“You gonna fuck me with this bad boy next?” Ashley cried as Peter thrust into her maniacally while she pumped Josh’s black dick in her fist. “It’s so fucking big! Come on big boy, push your cock into my dripping pussy!”
Ashley’s voice was slurred, but it was evident to Kevin that the amount of ecstasy given to her was making her beg wildly to have an itch she couldn’t reach scratched. Peter and Josh swapped places then, turning Ashley onto her back so that she was laying with her legs spread on the conference table. Kevin swallowed hard. God, her cunt was beautiful. It was red and swollen from the fucking Peter had given her, but it still looked so hungry.
Josh gripped his massive cock in his fist and guided it to the entrance of her gaping sex. Ashley’s mouth opened widely in a soundless cry as he pushed inside. It looked as if he was trying to fit a can of coke into a hole the size of a lime. She gritted her teeth together as Peter slapped her full, milky white tits with his open palm and watched as she fixated her eyes intensely on Peter’s bobbing cock. When Josh was in up to the hilt, Ashley gripped Peters cock, still slick from her juices and shoved it deeply into her mouth, sucking and moaning like she hadn't seen food in days.
Being a man of few words, Josh began to slide in and out of Ashley’s sweet pussy, pinching her big, tight nipples between his long fingers as he moved in and out. His black cock was glossy from her wetness. Ashley sucked hungrily on Peter’s cock while Josh fucked her almost mindlessly slow. After a few more thrusts like that, he picked up speed and force making those huge tits of Ashley’s jiggle wildly. Tearing her mouth from Peter’s dick, she pumped it at the same pace that Josh was fucking her.
“Jesus Christ!” She hissed as he fucked her harder. “I’ve never had a cock as big as yours Josh. Is my pussy tight? Do you like how tight it feels around your enormous prick? Oh, Christ yes! Come on, fuck me! Yeah!”
Josh was gasping and wheezing as he pumped her faster and faster over and over again until she was crying out wildly from her first orgasm of the night and he busted his nut deep inside of the pussy that swallowed him over and over again. Just as he came, Peter came all over Ashley’s tits. She scooped some up with her fingers and dribbled it slowly into her mouth and onto her tongue, sucking her fingers clean. Ashley laughed wildly, her hips writhing as if they needed more.
"Who's going to put their fuck-rod in me next, huh?" She urged, slapping her pussy with the palm of her hand before inserting three red-tipped fingers deep into her hot hole, moving in and out swiftly. "Give it to me."
Jordan took Josh’s place and pushed her hand away, slapped Ashley’s pussy hard, smearing all of Josh’s spunk over her thighs and the crack of her ass. Jordan played with her for a while like this, pinching her clit, making her cry out in excitement.
“How big is your cock?” Ashley whispered lecherously, licking her fingers and her lips, watching Jordan with hooded eyes. “Are you going to fuck me like your friends with your big cock, huh?”
“No,” Jordan whispered back, not caring that she had just swallowed enough cum to impregnate twenty other women as he stuck his tongue in her mouth, kissing her wildly. Ashley responded passionately, running her fingers through his hair and pressing their lips together harder. When he pulled back, he yanked her up off the table and lay down in her place. “You’re going to fuck me.”
Ashley needed no more guidance as she climbed the table and lowered herself roughly down on Jordan’s massive erection. She groaned when he was all the way in and began to ride him. Slowly at first and then at a gallop, her tits bouncing wildly with every downward thrust. Mark came up behind her just then, a bottle of KY in his hand as he lubed up his short, but thick dick. Kevin wanted to stop him, but he was throbbing so hard in his pants, and the ties were so tight, that it was no use. He was helpless to watch.
A deep, guttural sound exploded from Ashley’s throat as Mark slid slowly into her tight ass, spreading her cheeks wide apart, while Jordan was still deep inside her pussy. She stopped all of her movements for a moment, fully impressed by the fullness she was experiencing and gasped, letting a sharp shot of air explode from her lips.
“Fuck, yes!” She said in a throaty voice, her lips swollen with pleasure and her breasts seemed to expand as Mark began to move in and out of her ass.
“Oh, my God! Yes, fuck my tight asshole.” Ashley whimpered. When Jordan began to thrust into her again, she seemed to lose all control, gripping her breasts tightly in her hands and guiding Jordan’s hand slowly to her throat where he tightened his grip around her slim neck.
She laughed breathlessly, eyes rolling back into her head as both men fucked her like a ragdoll, Jordan applying just enough pressure on her throat to give her what she wanted. It wasn’t long before she was convulsing and cumming all over both men, from the back and the front, her body spasming out of control.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” She cried out over and over again as the men came roughly in both holes.
When it was over, and all the men had had their way with her, Peter held up Josh’s phone and let Kevin see him delete every single one of the pictures before they all pulled up their pants, untied Kevin and walked slowly, but confidently, out of the conference room. Kevin stood up slowly rubbing his wrists. He was ashamed of the way his body reacted to watching the woman of his dreams being fucked, but at the same time, he was glad it was over. He looked up, ready to apologize when the sight of Ashley stopped him short.
She stood there, half-naked and breathing heavy, a wild look in her eyes as cum dribbled slowly out of her used pussy and ran down the inside of her milky white thighs. Her eyes were dark and fixated on Kevin, her hair tangled around her shoulders.
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p; “Where are you going?” She whispered as she inched slowly toward him, still wearing her sleek stilletos.
“I’m going to get you out of here,” Kevin whispered, swallowing thickly around a lump in his throat as he watched her twist and play with her swollen red nipples, pushing her breasts together and letting them fall apart over and over again.
“But you didn’t get your turn, Kevin.” She said as she finally stood in front of him, their lips millimeters apart. “Don’t you want your turn?”
She licked his lips slowly like a cat, and he could smell the other men’s semen on her breath and filling the room, but he didn’t care. Fucking right he wanted his turn! Kevin slanted his mouth across hers and swirled his tongue around the inside of the warm wet cave. She moaned into his mouth, breathless and excited. Slowly, he slid his hands upward and cupped the heaviness of her breasts in his hands, squeezing and then stroking her nipples with the pads of his thumbs while he kissed her slowly and sensuously.
“Fuck me,” Ashley breathed against his mouth as Kevin’s hand traveled slowly down her body to search between her legs. She was sticky, hot and slick; her pussy swollen, but throbbing and ready for more. "Fuck me like only you can, Kevin."
Kevin slipped first one and then a second finger deep inside, sliding in and out against the sensitive walls. Ashley’s lips parted, and she trained those intense eyes on him as he fingered her slowly and sensuously. Her hips began to push forward, seeking release, but he wanted to be inside of her when she came. He picked her up, his hands gripping her ass cheeks as her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. His mouth was level with her breasts, and he began to lick and suck her nipples softly.
“Please,” Ashley begged, pressing his mouth harder against her flesh.
Sucking one nipple deep into the cave of his mouth, he toyed with the nipple between his teeth, teasing her almost painfully before letting go of her breast with a smacking sound. Gripping his face in her hands, she lowered her mouth to his and fucked it fiercely with her tongue. Kevin couldn’t wait anymore. He sat down on the sofa on the opposite end of the room, tore open the front of his pants and brought her down swiftly on his hard cock.
“Fuck, yeah!” Ashley cried out, gripping the top of the couch behind him as she began to move up and down on his throbbing erection.
Kevin buried his face between her bouncing breasts, nuzzling the flesh as he thrust his near-to-bursting cock, deeper and deeper into her achingly wet pussy. She was gasping, crying out and making noises Kevin had never heard a woman make before as they rocked together wildly. Lifting her off of him, he turned her around and pushed her back down onto his cock, her back facing him. Ashley began to rock her hips forward as Kevin dropped his fingers to her clit, while his other hand gripped one breast roughly as he thrust up into her body faster and faster.
“Yes, Kevin! Yes!” She hissed out as he relentlessly played with her clit while he pounded into her like a machine. “Fuck me! Fuck me harder. Make me cum all over your hard cock!”
Without any more encouragement, Kevin pushed Ashley’s head down toward the ground and began to fuck her ruthlessly over and over again. She keened, crying out as she began to pulse and clench his cock with her orgasm. Her voice sounded alien as she cried out wildly from the orgasm he had given her and when he finally came, he gave one last thrust and pumped every last bit of cum into her used up pussy until there was nothing left to give.
Ashley slid from his cock and landed carelessly on her hands and knees before him. He could see her pussy still spasming with pleasure, pumping out the cum he had just deposited within her, as thin streams. The sight was fucking beautiful, and he wanted it to be something he got to see, day in and day out, for the rest of his life.
Slowly, Kevin slid off the chair and lay down on the floor next to her, brushing the hair out of her tired eyes. In a few moments, the drugs would wear off, and he hoped to God she still wanted to be with him when it was all over.
“Are you okay?” He whispered.
She smiled slowly and nodded her head. “I’m okay.”
“I’m sorry I got you into this,” Kevin frowned. “It wasn’t my intention.”
Ashley touched his face softly. “I wouldn’t have done this for anybody else. There’s just something about you Kevin.”
“Come on,” He whispered and began to help her up. “Let me get you home.”
As Ashley stood before him while he pulled down her skirt and slipped her coat over the naked upper half of her body, she grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast. Biting her lip, he could see her eyes heating up again. “I want to fuck you again, Kevin.”
He paused, half wanting to throw her over the table and half wanting to push her up against a wall, but he stopped himself and smiled, tucking her red hair tenderly behind her ear. “Can I get you home first?”
Ashley grabbed his growing erection in his hand and squeezed. “Maybe we can make a pit-stop on the way to the car?”
Kevin laughed and kissed her slowly. “We have time, Ashley. You and I have plenty of time.”
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THE END
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Diego grabbed Jeffery's arm, twisting it and wrapping it behind his back. Diego threw Jeffery onto the bed and in a moment Diego was sitting on his face.
Poor Jeffery can't catch a break. First he gets caught oogling gay porn, then gets in trouble with the law. Now he's about to do hard time with some mean men who will give him a new hole they can fuck. But before he's sent away, his bitch of an ex wife invites her fuck buddy over to give him a good bye gift (whether he wants it or not). Once in the big house, he's made to service any man any time, or his Dom will ride him 'til he's raw!
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“Well, Mr. Bennet,” said the inspector as he closed the paper folder and moved it aside.
He hit the filter of his cigarette on the table and looked at Jeffrey Bennet.
“Would you excuse me?” he asked. Jeffrey nodded and the inspector lit his cigarette.
“Mr. Bennet,” he started again. “I examined your case and find it pretty hazy. I would prefer to start all over again and ask you some questions. You might have answered a few of them already, but I want to clear things up.”
“OK,” Bennet looked pale and exhausted. He hadn't slept for almost 20 hours and his hope for rest has just disappeared.
“Your full name is?” began the inspector.
“Jeffrey Williams Bennet.”
“Date of birth?”
“September 21, 1976.”
“Origin?”
“My father was Irish, my mother is French.”
“Marital status?”
Jeffrey looked down. “Married to Louisa Anne Bennet since 1999.”
“Occupation?”
“Computer programming and development.”
“What company do you work for?”
“I’m a freelancer.”
“Did you create a software program called ‘Backdoor’?”
“Yes,” Jeffrey was calm and thoughtful.
“What is its purpose?”
“The program is stealing credit card information when people are registering at porn websites and provides full access to the card holder's bank account.
“Does it work with any types of adult web resources?”
“No,” Bennet's cheeks turned red.
“So what websites is it made for?”
“It works with homosexual websites only,” Jeffrey’s voice was weak.
“You mean male homosexuals, Mr.
Bennet?”
“Yes,” he coughed briefly.
“Are you a homosexual yourself, Mr. Bennet?”
“No-no,” Jeffrey shook his head over-actively, “No, it’s just a job.”
“But you said you were a freelancer, so you kind of created this task for yourself, right?”
Jeffrey did not respond.
“Pretty strange preferences for a married man. Maybe you did it of your own secret desires, huh, Mr. Bennet? Maybe the purpose was not to steal the bank info but to get free access to the gay sex sites?”
“I am a carder, officer,” said Bennet quietly. “I insist.”
“You insist?” the inspector laughed out loud, the tips of his mustache bounced in the air.
“Do you understand that stealing card information will give you twice the prison sentence than if you were only a porn thief?”
He got around the table and sat on its edge next to Jeffrey.
“Maybe you’re just afraid to go to prison with the gay case, aren't you? Are you too concerned with the destiny of your asshole or do you secretly dream about it?”
The inspector grabbed Jeffrey’s cheeks. “–Answer me! Now!”
“What are you doing?!” Bennet freed himself from the grip and jumped up. “What do you think you’re doing?” his eyes turned red with anger.
“Quite down,” the inspector went back to his seat. “I’m just trying to help you, Jeff. The evidence against you is undeniable. You are going to prison, we both know that. The only thing you might not know is that this 'gay sites' story will serve you bad behind bars. You’ll be as low as cleaning latrines with your tooth brush and opening up your ass to any hard cock nearby, and there are plenty,” the inspector got Jeffrey’s attention.
“So how can you help that?” he asked.
“Well, I can cover up the homosexual part of it and you’ll go to court just as a porn addicted. Prison fellows love porn, so you’ll get some piece of respect straight away.”
“But what is your interest in helping me?” Jeffrey was still full of doubt.
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