by C J Edwards
As Sara struggled to pull herself away from Hillary’s pussy, she became aware of her friend’s voice again. “He said you have to lick me to orgasm if you want the pain in your tits to stop… I’m sorry,” she added.
Before she had any time to consider that, Sara jumped as a leather flogger struck her right across the left nipple. “Arrrgh!” She cried out, unable to contact the shock and pain. The machine then began a steady rhythm of blows across her tits. Sara could just about bear the pain but knew she couldn’t endure it indefinitely. Inwardly shrugging with resignation, she put out her tongue and tentatively licked at Hillary’s pink flesh. The taste was surprisingly nice and the shudder she got in response from the woman was oddly addictive. Almost oblivious to the pain in her tits, Sara started to suck and lap at her friend with enthusiasm.
As Hillary climbed to another orgasm, Sara felt herself going with her. Vaguely conscious of her own body, she realised that the flogging of her tits had stopped and she was being fucked by the machine. Her cunt was full of machine cock, which was riding her hard. She focused again on pleasuring her friend, gently nibbling her clitty before thrusting her tongue up inside her tangy love hole.
Hillary came hard, showering Sara’s face with juice. That was enough to trigger her orgasm too and she yelled her release out loud, inside her friend. “Oh my God! Yes!”
Now completely focused on the cock riding her, Sara was aware of her vision returning as Hillary was lifted away from her and she looked up to see, to her absolute shock, that it was Kevin inside her.
“How… does… that… feel,” Kevin grunted as he slammed into her with all his strength. “How does it feel to have your husband fucking your brains out?”
Sara said nothing. The fact was, it felt fucking awesome and it felt right but she couldn’t tell him that. She just lay back in her bondage and let the man she thought she knew better than anyone else in the world, fuck her in a way she had never experienced before.
Then Sara froze. Something was probing her arse! The one area she considered to be completely off limits was her bottom and something was trying to invade it.
“I’d relax if I was you darling,” Kevin said as he continued to smash into her. “The machine’s getting your arse ready for me and it’ll only hurt if you tense up.”
The thing was now inside her and moving around. Whatever it was felt slippery so it seemed to be lubricating her. Kevin withdrew his big cock from her and watched, rubbing himself to stay hard as she struggled to come to terms with the odd feelings coming from her backside. The machine moved her gain and Sara felt her knees being drawn up to her chest again as she lay suspended on her back. The machine withdrew and Sara felt her husband’s big hands on her buttocks, pulling them gently apart and his big tool coming to rest in her crevice. And then he pushed!
Sara was expecting excruciating pain and so she was pleasantly surprised as Kevin’s cock opened up her back passage. It was a little uncomfortable and felt strange but it also felt really, really good. Kevin’s hand’s dropped on to her breasts and his lips found her mouth as he began to hump her arse. His thrusts were strong but tender and Sara found her head swimming with emotions.
Kevin couldn’t last long but it was long enough. When he flooded her insides with spunk, Sara thought her head was going to explode. Her bottom hole started to convulse and all of a sudden her whole body shuddered in orgasm. “Oh God yes!” She yelled.
As she came down, Sara looked across to where her friend was still shuddering on the edge of orgasm and then she looked up at Kevin. “I should have you locked up for what you’ve just done to Hillary and me,” she said. “But I have to admit, I rather enjoyed it! Besides,” she added. “This machine clearly works and I want a share in the profits!”
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OTHER CHARLOTTE EDWARDS TITLES
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THE GIRLFRIEND TRAINER
Lady Kathryn wasn't really a lady yet but she will be when she inherits. And she certainly doesn't behave like one. She gets an ultimatum from her boyfriend and finds herself the property of Mistress Dolores.
SHARING MY WIFE
Suzi used to be an inattentive wife and that nearly cost her marriage when her husband got a mistress. Determined to be the lover her husband wants, she is led down a path of pleasure, depravity and fun. On this occasion, she is tied up and offered to another couple.
TRAINING MY WIFE
Training my wife is the story of Suzi, a woman who dedicated herself to being a housewife and mother and forgot to be a lover. Letting herself go, she put on a load of weight and neglected herself and her husband. When Damion announces he is leaving her for his mistress, she begs to be given another chance and finds herself being trained to be the submissive wife he has always wanted.
WIFE’S TOY PARTY
Naughty wife, Suzi, is going out of her way to keep her husband and Master happy. Throwing a marital aids party at home, she invites twenty of the loveliest ladies from the neighbourhood and ensures He has a front seat for the show and plenty of opportunity for audience participation.
WIFE’S BUKKAKE SHOWER
Suzi was a good wife. After neglecting herself and her husband last year and nearly losing her marriage as a result, she made pleasing her husband a high priority. And her husband was very demanding! Over the last year, she had tried men, women, couples, bondage, S&M and much, much more. She didn’t think that there was anything left to try. She was wrong.
TABOO-SEDUCED
Submissive wife Suzi was ready to do just about anything to keep her husband and Master happy. When her younger step sister turns up on the doorstep, suitcase in hand, she knows exactly what Damion wants. Exactly how far is Suzi prepared to go and will she break this family taboo?
STRIPPING MY MISTRESS
Emma was completely submissive to her married Master. Always ready to expand her experience, tonight he takes her to a lap dancing club and watches her entertain both the patrons and the other entertainers.
REPOSSESSING THE MISTRESS
Emma thought she could manage without her married Master. Besides, she needed to get on with her life and her biological clock was ticking. Realising she was wrong and desperately needed Him, she invited Him for a chat in a hotel room. He came to repossess her with his bag of tricks and his wife!
TURNING THE TABLES
Emma, the ever submissive mistress is to entertain another couple this evening in her Master’s dungeon. But things don’t quite go as expected.
DOOR TO DOOR SEX
In' the first episode of the Salesman Sex series, we are introduced to ex-soldier Jeff. Just out of his sales training course, he hits the streets to discover life is just peachy in civvy street. On his very first day, Jeff is seduced by an older but very sexy lady who learns to submit to his strong and masterful touch.
KEEPING IT IN THE FAMILY
The second in the 'Salesman Sex' series sees ex-soldier Jeff still in his first month as a renewable energy salesman and having the time of his life. His sales were well over target and he was earning about three times his old military salary. But that wasn’t even the best of it. He had a job which took him to see horny housewives and MILFs every day and there was something about being a salesman which seemed to make their panties fall off as soon as he got inside their homes.
HAVING THE VICAR’S WIFE
Having the Vicar's Wife sees ex-soldier, turned salesman, Jeff being set the challenging task of seducing the prim and proper vicar's wife. Prim and proper Marcie was still in her twenties but dressed like a woman twice her age. Once naked and suitably primed, however, she reacted like any other hot blooded woman with Jeff inside them.
TAKEN
British Army officer’s wife and daughter, Arabella and Georgiana were gorgeous, well-bred and used to having their own way. Having explored the whole of Southern Cyprus they decided to venture into the north. What they didn’t reckon on was the police chief who didn’t play by the rules they were used to and who decided to make them his own.
SOLD
Colonel's daughter, Georgiana Parke-Robinson was taken at the Cypriot border with her mother by a corrupt Turkish police chief. Entering the most frightening and bewildering phase of her life, she is driven deep into the countryside and prepared to be auctioned.
THE MILKING EXPERIMENT
Broke student Marie couldn't believe her luck when she saw the medical trials ad. She could earn literally thousands in a matter of a few weeks. Little did she know, when she walked through the door of the science Institute that her life would change for ever as one of Dr Andrew Felton's experimental human milking cows.
PAYING THE RENT
Steve hated this part of being a landlord - chasing tenants who refused to pay their rent. Collaring Eric wasn't too difficult, he was a creature of habit and not too bright. As they sat together in the lounge of the flat, Steve and Eric were interrupted by Eric's new girlfriend, a gorgeous blonde student called Lisa. Eric now had the means to pay his rent - Lisa!
LOOK OUT FOR THE MAKING OF A SUBMISSIVE WIFE:
Extract:
“I’m so lucky she’s mine”, I thought as I looked across at my beautiful wife, who had now wrapped a short silk kimono around her ample charms. Suzi looked even more relaxed than usual as she sipped from a Champagne flute.
The flush in Suzi’s cheeks was evidence that I had already had her once that evening, as was the redness around her waxed mons; covered up just moments ago. I let my eyes wander over her. The still-innocent face was framed in a soft brunette bob. Her body was the ideal combination of trim but voluptuous; her big round breasts still defying gravity and looking almost improbable against a narrow waist and slim body. Suzi was the ideal package. Sex on legs!
Tonight was a special waypoint in our sexual relationship that my submissive wife was very conscious of. Although I hadn’t told her as much, I had no doubt she knew that I was going to offer her to another couple.
Suzi found it indescribably erotic that I made all of the decisions in our sexual relationship. Sometimes I would tell her in advance what I was going to do with her and sometimes not. Either way, she liked to be kept on her toes, so to speak. This time, although she didn’t know what was on the agenda, she was very aware that I was going to expand her sexual boundaries once again and the idea visibly thrilled her.
My wife of twelve years, Suzi had always been close to the boil sexually and a reluctant submissive. Her recent weight loss of nigh on four stone had, however, not just transformed her physically from attractive and comely to drop dead gorgeous but also turned the heat up both on her sexuality and submissive nature. There was no longer any question of her refusing me anything! If her mind tried to assert itself, her pussy just took over. Her innocent face always giving her a youthful look, Suzi now appeared at least ten years younger than her thirty six and even found herself being asked to prove her age in pubs and clubs.
I finished my Champagne and Suzi took that as the signal I intended it to be to knock back her own drink, walk across the room and stand passively by my side, shedding her robe on the way. Drinking in her beauty, I ran a hand down the curve of her ample breast, along the tight leather corset I had cinched her into earlier and followed the flair of her hip. Standing abruptly, I pulled her slender arms behind her back and taking a long leather sheath, began to lace it up the length of her arms. With a last tug, I fastened the restraint off with a bow and admired the way in which it made her 38DD breasts lift and project even further. For a few seconds, I couldn’t resist taking her nipples into my mouth one at a time, elucidating a low moan from my horny woman.
Getting back to work, I fitted her ankles with a spreader bar and then lodged a four inch penis gag firmly into her throat. Suzi made a token attempt at struggling as this was inserted – she really didn’t like it much but once it was fully in and fastened, she relaxed again. We both learned a long time ago that the one faculty Suzi had to give up for total submission was her voice. The final touch was a leather blindfold and a small butt plug, pushed firmly in place just as the doorbell rang. With a last rub of her sopping wet pussy, I left my beautiful wife standing vulnerable and available in the middle of the bedroom as I went to let our guests in.
Mike and Katherine were good friends of mine, Mike being a golfing partner of several years standing. I had already had the pleasure of his lovely wife several times; more latterly as he watched. Suzi had met them a few times in passing but didn’t really know them. She had, however made enough of an impact on both of them for Mike and Katherine to jump at the opportunity to play with her when I suggested it last week (while pounding Katie’s tight little bottom for the first time).
I took Katie’s coat and drank in her youthful beauty, barely concealed in a lacy little teddy and high heels. At twenty four and five foot two, she was a knockout by anyone’s standards. Her long silky blonde hair framed a heart-shaped face with big blue eyes and blowjob lips. Her body was small and tight in every way but one – a magnificent pair of tits almost as large as my wife’s but firmer and somewhat perkier than my milf’s funbags. Although over ten years younger than my wife, she managed to pull off a worldly, woman of the world look that Suzi never could. She had a decidedly naughtier look at all times.
“You look like a ripe fruit, ready to be plucked,” I joked as I bent to kiss her soft and downy cheek.
“I hope you’re not just going to kiss her cheek,” remarked Mike.
“There’s not much of her I’m not going to miss,” I joked. Mike chuckled as I parted her lips with my tongue, gentling caressing down her body before reaching down to stroke her moist little pussy.
Extract from Paying the Rent:
“I’m Lisa and I live here,” snapped the girl. “Who the fuck are you?”
“I’m the landlord and I don’t have you on the tenancy agreement,” answered Steve nonchalantly, “so it’s probably best if you lose the attitude! Now, what do you do for a living?”
Lisa got the message and her tone became a lot more respectful. “I’m a student,” she answered.
“Okay, so you’re living on a student loan, I’m guessing,” said Steve. “The reason I’m here is because your boyfriend here hasn’t paid any rent for the last six weeks. I want to help you out as much as possible but I’m a businessman. I can’t just let you freeload. Can you make a contribution?”
The two youngsters started to speak at once, making hollow promises and excuses until Steve stopped them dead. “Right, the two of you need to think about things and have a talk amongst yourselves. This is what we’ll do. Tomorrow night, you can come to dinner with my wife and I and we’ll come up with a way forward that suits us all and stops you getting thrown out on to the street. How does that sound?”
Lisa and Eric both nodded enthusiastically.
“Good,” continued Steve, passing Lisa a card. “This is our address. Eight o’clock and don’t be late.” He stood up and made for the door. “Oh and dress appropriately,” he added, looking Lisa up and down. “That means a dress, Lisa.”
As the door closed behind their landlord, Lisa and Eric looked at each other. “What do you think?” asked Lisa.
“I think he wants to get your knickers off,” snarled the hairy young man.
“No doubt about that,” said Lisa. “There’s no harm in letting the dirty old perv think he’s in with a chance if it gives us some slack on the rent though. You watch me flirt with him tomorrow and wind his old woman up.”
The following evening, the young couple were ringing the bell of their landlord’s huge house at exactly eight o’clock. Lisa was dressed to kill in her little black dress and Eric had made an effort with a proper shirt and tro
users. The big door was opened by a gorgeous older woman with a welcoming smile. “You must be Lisa and Eric. Welcome to our humble home. I’m Helen.”
There was nothing humble about this home, Lisa thought as she handed over her jacket to the older woman.
Helen looked Lisa up and down. “Wow,” she said. “I can see exactly what Steve meant. You are stunning.” She grabbed the young woman by the shoulders and kissed her on the cheek. Lisa’s head was spinning. What exactly had Steve said to his wife about her?
The two couples made small talk over dinner. Helen and Steve were delightful hosts and they knew how to set people at their ease. Beneath the chat though, they were following a carefully choreographed strategy with only one objective: Lisa. Whereas Eric was being loaded with as much alcohol as possible, both in his glass and his food, Helen was carefully monitoring the amount that Lisa drank. She wanted her compliant; not comatose.