“Hi, I'm Monty, good to meet ya!” A man blurted as he stuck out his hand. Brad shook it nervously, unsure of just how much the man had seen. “I'm camping down the river a little way and well, I've lost my matches, I was hoping you might have some I could borrow?” Monty stood still in front of Brad as Piper hid behind the thick oak tree. She hadn't had enough time to pull up her jeans, and now that she had, all she could concentrate on was the thick glob of warm cum sliding down her thigh.
“Umm sure, let me get some for ya.” Brad turned to look through his bag and pulled out a box of matches. “I have spare so you can just keep those.” He handed them to Monty with a reserved but friendly nod.
“Well, that's mighty nice of you, you don't meet many nice folks around these parts no more. Usually it's always strangers with something strange goin’ on in their head.” He let out an odd laugh that made Brad feel uneasy. Brad didn't know what else to say in response so he thanked him politely.
“Good to know, thanks.” Monty nodded and began to walk back the way he had come, after a few steps he turned back as though he were going to say something but then seemed to think better of it and kept walking.
“Is he gone?” Piper whispered from behind the tree.
“I think so?” Brad walked over to her. “That was one strange dude.” He looked back toward where Monty had been heading only to find him gone.
“Do you think he saw us?” Piper stood up.
“Mmm…who cares if he did?” Brad reached forward grabbing Piper around the waist and pulling her close to him, “I have never cum so fast in my life!”
“Well at least one of us got to!” Piper joked.
“Well we will just have to do something about that won't we?” Brad raised his eyebrows provocatively.
"Not now, that guy has me all freaked out.” Brad laughed but Piper didn't join him.
“Forget that guy, I have something extra special in mind for you, follow me.” Brad walked towards the truck. A little reluctantly, Piper followed. “Now…” He pulled down the tailgate, “up you get.” He lifted her up in to the tailgate. “Lie down.” Piper looked at him doubtfully.
“I don't know about that, Brad.”
He chuckled, “come on, it'll be fun…”
She looked at him for a moment before giving in and lying down on the blankets in the bed of the truck. She watched as he jumped up after her. Leaning over her, he slowly started to undress her.
One piece of clothing at a time. First her jeans, then her sweater, then her bra and her shoes and socks and her panties until finally she lay naked in the back of his truck. Brad stood over her looking down on her naked body.
“Mmm mmmm perfect. Now you wait here for two seconds…” He hopped off the back of the truck and opened the driver’s side door. He pulled out a reel of nylon yellow rope, Piper couldn't see it until he started to thread it through the metal loops on each side of the truck bed.
Round and round he would loop the rope before bringing it to her wrist and repeat the motion, then to her other wrist and the other side of the truck, then each of her naked tits, forcing her pink nipples erect. By the time he was finished, Piper looked like a bound animal in the back of his pickup truck. Her bare legs were splayed wide open and her nipples were peaked and turning purple from the tightness of the rope. Brad stood back to admire the view. It was then that he caught sight of Monty, lurking in the trees, still watching.
He didn't move and Brad didn't dare tell Piper he was there. If she found out she would want him to untie her and she looked oh so delicious all laid out so perfectly for him. Brad’s eyes flashed back over to Monty as he unzipped his pants again. Brad’s cock still ached from their fast and hard fucking session earlier but he couldn't resist Piper so perfectly bound and tied for him.
As he stepped out of his pants, his cock already throbbed at the sight of Piper. The cool breeze brushed against Piper’s body, begging her now purple nipples to peak in to even tighter buds, but control of her body was out of her hands. Brad smiled down as he watched her squirm.
He wanted to lick her and that is exactly what he did. With one smooth brush of his tongue he tasted her from the opening of her sweet pussy to the peak of her mound. His tongue darted across his lips, strings of his own cum from earlier dripped off his chin.
“Mmm we taste good together babe.” Piper smiled at him, her doe-like eyes blinking softly and he returned his tongue back to her slick wet slit. As he brushed his tongue softly over her opening he could taste the sweetness of her pussy begging him to slide inside, but this time Brad was going to make sure to take his time.
The yellow nylon rope strands ran up the crease where her pussy lips and her inner thighs met and held her legs so wide apart that Brad could see her puckered asshole waiting to be teased as well. The visual of both of her sweet holes made him think for just a second about Monty standing in the trees watching them.
Brad had never had a threesome before, but he was fairly sure that Piper wasn't going to agree to let a complete, and possibly psychopathic stranger they'd met in the woods, fuck her; let alone fuck her in the ass. Brad slid his thumb between his lips, getting it nice and slippery and wet.
Keeping his eyes on Piper’s face, he slipped the length of his thumb inside her tight ass. Her forehead furrowed and her mouth opened as she let out a shuddered gasp. She tried to squirm under his probing but the ropes that held her down and dug into her skin. Brad’s face lit up in a smirk.
"You'd better behave or I'll make this last much longer…” He slid his thumb in deep, working her tight puckered asshole before leaning down and flicking his tongue over her budding clit and tasting the sticky strands of her sweet pussy juice.
“Mmmmm,” as he hummed against her pussy, Piper could feel her body trembling, aching for more. Brad pulled away, his thumb sliding from her puckered hole and his tongue flicking just one last time before drawing back. Piper gasped, trying to arch her back and get closer, wanting more from him.
Brad repositioned himself, moving forward and straddling Piper’s naked rope crossed body, his throbbing cock now sitting on her chest between her bound tits. Looking down he flashed her a smile before letting his gaze wander out to the woods where he found Monty watching them.
He stood between two trees, not even bothering to camouflage himself, not caring that he was being seen. He was far enough away that Brad couldn't make out exactly what he was doing other than ‘staring’ but he was fairly certain that wasn't all he was doing.
“Mmm what are you looking at?” Piper tried to move again but the ropes held her firmly down to the bed of the truck and after a few seconds of helpless flailing she gave up.
Brad turned his gaze back to her and slowly took his cock in his hand he drew it over the rough nylon ropes. He wasn't going to tell her, he wasn't going to let her know that a complete stranger and total pervert was standing in view watching them fuck.
He wasn't going to let her know that he could probably see her tits from where he was or that he probably had his fat throbbing cock in his hand and was jerking off furiously while he watched them going at it. And he certainly wasn't going to tell her the idea of being watched by a complete stranger and a total pervert actually made him hornier than ever…
He wasn't sure just how well she would take that as well as being tied down in the bed of his truck…at least not on their first real get away together.
“You should stop struggling against the ropes so much, look at these burns on your pretty white skin.”
The truth was that Piper hadn't really been struggling against the ropes, she had really just wanted to know what it was that Brad had been looking at, why he kept looking off in to the woods as though he were expecting something or someone to appear.
“Mmmm just look at these perky tits all bound and tied…look at those perfect nipples, ripe for sucking, ready for teasing.” He reached down with his thumb and finger and gently rolled Piper’s right nipple between them, he watched as her
eyes widened in response.
“I bet that pussy of yours is nice and wet now isn't it? Ready for me to slide my cock in nice and deep?” Piper nodded slowly, obediently as if intoxicated by his dirty talk and the rhythmic teasing of his fingers pinching her erect nipples. He pulled his hand from her tits and grabbed his cock.
He teasingly tapped his cock against her chin, “Mmm you want this baby? You want this cock inside you?” Piper opened her mouth and slid out her tongue in an effort to taste him but Brad pulled back, “ah ah ah, I control this game.”
Her pussy was so wet she could feel her naked lips sliding against each other as she struggled against the ropes. She knew that she wouldn't last long as soon as he penetrated her.
Brad kept his eyes locked on her, knowing with every move he made that those two beady eyes from the tree line were trained on his every move. He inched his way down her body until the shaft of his cock brushed against the soft mound of her pussy. His cock bounced at the thought of slipping inside.
Piper moaned, she could feel her juices running down her thighs now, dripping onto the bed of the truck. The way he slid his cock against her soft pussy lips sent shivers up her spine. He twirled his thumb around the tip of his cock as a small drop of precum formed.
He watched her laying in the nest of yellow nylon ropes, his helpless slave, his maiden in distress, his naked woman who needed his cock to fill her, to pleasure her, to give her life. Piper’s body wiggled slightly as if she were trying to get his cock to slip inside her.
He let out a short laugh at her helplessness as she squirmed beneath him, her arms and legs bound, that pretty smile on her face and the frustration building in her core. He could smell her pussy juices, he could feel the throb of the blood in her veins, he could feel her breath rising and falling with her breasts and he knew that all she wanted was to grab him and fuck him like a wild animal. Yet there she was, pinned to the bed of his truck and unable to move.
“You must keep quiet, in case our friend is near…” Brad whispered as he brought the tip of his cock to her opening. Her pussy was so wet that he slipped inside with ease. She couldn't help but let out a pleasured gasp, her whole body lifting as much as it could off the bed of the truck. She tried to force her pussy against him but the rope burned against her skin.
She could feel every single muscle inside her tight pussy clench on to the thick and throbbing shaft, begging him not to pull out, not again, but he didn't obey. Slowly, he slid out.
This time with a little more force he slammed back inside, his balls slapping against the bare skin of her ass. There was no silencing Piper as she cried out. Hot swirls traced up her back and curled her toes. Two thrusts of his iron cock was all it took to tease the most incredible, body shaking orgasm from her pussy.
Piper couldn't control the shaking of her thighs as he continued to thrust deep inside her. Even as her pussy squeezed hard Brad continued his pleasure filled torture, intent on filling her again with his hot sticky seed.
“Oh God Brad!” Piper tried to grab for him and slow his pace, but her hands were tied and bound and her movements were so limited that she could do nothing but lay there, a slave to his demands.
“Brad, you have to….oh my God….you need to….ahhhh” she couldn't finish her sentences as her pussy drew tighter around his cock and the most intense feeling deep inside pushed harder.
Brad opened his mouth, his hips thrusting, his cock now throbbing and ready to explode and just as he released the first jet of his warm and sticky cum, a shower of Piper’s wet pussy juices exploded from her.
“Oh…God!” Brad shouted as the fluid warmed his cock. Her body convulsed as she sprayed her warm juices all over him. He looked down at her open mouthed, astonished and completely shocked.
Piper looked up at him wide eyed, her tight pussy now filled with his hot cum and dripping with her own wetness. Brad’s cock still throbbed inside her in slowing ripples as he stared down at her, speechless. He lifted his hand to his stomach and wiped it and then licked his hand clean. “Mmm…”
Piper lay in the back of the truck, still bound by the yellow nylon rope, her body trembling. Brad had dried her off with a towel, wiping off her wetness, but leaving the sun to do most of the work.
“Can you untie me now?” She tried to keep her voice low enough so that she wouldn't be heard by anyone who might be passing by.
“Nope.” Brad looked over at her, still tied down in the bed of his pickup, her legs still splayed wide open, like his own hunting trophy, ready for him to mount.
“Pretty please with a cherry on top?” Despite begging, part of Piper hoped that he would treat her to a re-enactment of the scene they’d just played out. Even though her thighs were still shaking and her pussy was still throbbing, it had been the most intense orgasm of her life and she was already hungry for more.
“Nope.”
“Please? What if I have to pee?” She heard him laugh.
“Then you go in the truck.” She thought for a minute.
“So…essentially what you're telling me is that for the rest of the weekend you are going to keep me tied up in the bed of your truck and you're going to use me as your sex slave?” There was silence for a moment.
“Yup.”
“Oh, I suppose I'm okay with that.” There was silence again for a few more minutes. “Brad?”
“Mmhmm?”
“What if that creepy guy comes back and I'm still lying here all tied up naked in your truck?” Piper heard footsteps and then Brad’s face appeared at the side of the truck with a smile.
“Then I’ll charge him a hundred bucks and let him do whatever he wants to you!” Piper’s eyes got huge and Brad laughed cruelly before winking at her. “Honey, I'd never do that to you, I'm all for a little fun and games but I'd throw a tarp over you before he got close enough to see you…to see this…” He slid his fingers down over her bare mound and then slid them inside her tight cum filled pussy before pulling them out and sliding them in to her mouth. She suckled them hungrily.
"Mmmm" Brad smiled at her eagerness.
“You want more?”
She nodded. He moved his fingers back down to her pussy, this time squeezing three fingers inside her tight hole and scooping as much of their creamy mess as he could. Piper waited with her lips parted and hungrily lapped it up. “You are such a dirty little whore.” Brad laughed as she licked his fingers clean.
If this was camping, she didn’t mind it.
Submitting to the Boss
By Megan West
Mr. Keller had left for home almost an hour ago and Lilly was alone in the office when she came across the photos. The small legal firm she worked in was in an old building in one of the most distinguished parts of the town. Keller told her that his family had been representing the clients ever since the town was first built. She was very impressed. What she wasn't impressed with was the office itself.
It was dark, musty, the wooden floors creaked and the power sometimes went out for no reason. Worst of all, the internet connection was completely unreliable. She had complained to Keller about updating some of the office's fixtures, but he had just laughed and told her that it was part of the charm. She should consider herself lucky, he had told her, squeezing her arm softly. Not every young woman got to work in such a ‘historic’ environment.
"Medieval, more like," Lilly muttered as she clicked frantically on the attachment but to no use. The connection was down and she needed to download files to take home. Frustrated, she sighed and shoved her chair back from the desk and stalked over to Keller’s office, her high heels tapping loudly across the polished floor.
Sometimes she could manage a decent connection on her boss’s computer if her own wasn’t working. She settled down in the plush leather chair behind her boss's desk and flicked on the computer. She had all of his passwords and pertinent details, she was his secretary, after all. She opened the mailbox and clicked on the attached files. Her face lit up with a smile of triumph as
the attachment began to download. She let out a sigh of relief. She might just get out of there at a reasonable time after all.
"Oh, shit. Dammit." She muttered, halfway through the download.
She had clicked the wrong attachment.
She cursed the computer as several images loaded onscreen. She shook her head at the peaceful pictures of beaches and palm trees; they were definitely not the contracts that needed to be signed in the morning.
Just as she was about to exit out of the pictures, the sight of her half naked boss caught her eye.
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