by Devin U. P.
While playing around she grazed against my dick which made it hard. I got out immediately.
“This is wrong.” I said picking up my clothes
“Oh come on we’re just playing around. It’s harmless.”
“No it’s not.”
She moved up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder, when I turned back she kissed me. It was deep and it was intimate, like the first time I kissed my wife. It was sexual. I let loose and went on kissing her.
She knelt on the ground. “Let me give you a present.”
She held my hot and hard dick and started going down on it. Licking it and sucking it, she clearly had a lot of experience because there moves in there that I had never seen or felt before. She had me coming in five minutes. She drank every single drop of my cum and still continued to suck the cum out of my dick. The force of her suction made me cum again and this time it was hard. I exploded inside her.
She got up and kissed me.
“Oh my god that was great. Wasn’t it?” she asked me hugging me
My dick was touching her public hair, I involuntarily moved forward and made it touch her pussy. I started getting hard and she started getting excited as my dick started grazing her clitoris. We were both moving at the same pace, dry humping.
Then suddenly I heard the doorbell ring.
“I’m home.” Said the voice from across the door
My wife had come home and my dick was touching her sister’s pussy. I rushed to the door while struggling to wear my clothes.
It was a close call.
Later that night during dinner Angela was playing with my dick under the table and when Annie excused herself to the bathroom she said “Melvin, Come to my room tonight and we’ll continue from where we left off, okay?”
“Are you serious? Annie is home. What if she sees us?”
“That’s why come to my room after she gone to bed.” was her brazen advice
After dinner I spoke to Annie for a few minutes in our bedroom
“Honey. Remember when you told me that Angela was a Bimbo? What exactly did you mean by that?”
“Oh no, what did she do? Did she do something to you while I was out?”
“No, not really. I’m just curious.”
“Hmmm. Well like I said she became a bimbo when she hit puberty. Her focus and IQ plummeted and her libido was out of the roof, she basically fucked everything that walked. That’s why she still at the age of 32 doesn’t have a stable relationship.”
“Any idea had to how that happened?”
“Well I’m not sure, probably genetics? Maybe mutation. I don’t know. All I know she’s a slut and she’s left all the men she’s fucked. Including all of my ex-boyfriends.”
Wait then that would mean she was just playing with me. I should put an end to this before I get addicted to her body.
I waited for Annie to go to sleep and went to Angela’s room. It was dark, the lights were off and there was no sign of her being awake.
“Angela!” I whispered
I heard the door shut behind me, I dark soft figure pushed me onto the bed.
“What?”
“Angela!”
“Shhhh.” She said putting her finger up to my lips.
She turned on the dim bedside lamp. She was in a sexy lingerie, it was like she was going all out to seduce me. She came on top of me and pressed her body against mine and started rubbing her thighs against my dick. It was getting hard, she moved her face closer to mine and started kissing me.
I held her hands and pushed her aside.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“No! We’re not doing this anymore. Thankfully we didn’t go any further than a blowjob.”
“Why? Come on we’re just having fun.”
“No you are. I’m not about to blow up my marriage for a stupid fling with a bitch in heat.”
“Hey! You wanted it too. So stop acting all righteous. Besides that bitch gets to be married to a rich man and I have to live on welfare? No fucking way. I’ll change your mind in a minute, you won’t be thinking of her any longer.”
She reached into my boxers and started jerking my dick off, her slender fingers rubbing the tip of my penis. It was a different feeling, a feeling of slight pleasure and pain. I didn’t want it to stop. Just as I was about to say ‘stop’ she removed my boxers and started sucking on my dick. The same pleasure, the same suction that made me weak it the knees. Her tongue was all over the place, her saliva was warm and her lips were adding to the weird sexual pleasure that I was receiving.
I involuntarily put my hands on her head and began to match her pace of blowing me. It was a mind blowing feeling when I came into her mouth.
She removed her panties and let me get a whiff of her wet pussy juice before she put it aside and started riding me. Hard. There bed was literally moving as she jumped up and down on my cock. It took me a moment to actually feel the pussy, the wetness, the hot liquids mixing inside her and flowing around and lubricating my dick. And every single time she jerked hard, her cervix crushed against my tip and it felt like her pussy was kissing me. I closed my eyes in pleasure and held her closer, I could smell her sweat on me and the mixture of our cum on the bedsheet.
She smelled dirty but it was erotic at the same time, every time her smell hit my nostrils it was like a drug that made my penis hard. I started kissing her, I went at it like never before. I’ve never had sex of this intensity. It was different from the systematic love making I had with my wife.
There was raw passion and libido’s smashing against each other as I fucked her.
It was like there was music playing in the background when I came in her. I came hard, her pussy was almost immediately filled, I didn’t stop to think I had cum in her just that it felt so good. I sucked on her tongue at the same time and her pussy clamped down making the fuck even better.
We didn’t say anything to each other. My dick was still in her pussy. It wasn’t hard but neither of us wanted to take it out.
She eventually said it.
“Melvin. I’m not playing with you. I actually did fall in love with you. This kind of sex I’ve never had before. It’s like our bodies are made for each other. Don’t you think so?”
“Yeah. So what now Angela?”
“I want to be with you forever.”
I didn’t know what to say except.
“Met too. So how do we tell Annie?”
I don’t know what she did but I could imagine living my life without her, even if she was using me for the money.
“I’ve got an idea that’ll solve this in a minute.” She said whispering her plan in my ear
The plan was outrageous and so fucked up, it was definitely mean spirited but it did kind of get the job done.
When Angela blew me of the other day I knew that the reason I wanted to put a stop to this was that I knew I was falling for her and even though my wife did warn me. After that fuck I knew I only needed her.
So I grabbed her by the thighs and lifted her body all while my dick was in her and our sex still in progress. I lifted her and walked to the door and then to the hallway. With our cum dripping on the floor Angela opened the door to my bedroom where Annie was sleeping.
I threw Angela on the bed.
“Huh? What?” said Annie switching on the light
There she saw me fucking Angela right in front of her, pounding her while her mouth was open and her eyes were rolled back. I kept kissing her back and licking her and I inserted my thumb into her ass. We fucked over and over while Annie sat there in shock. It was when I finally came and Angela sprayed her cum all over the bed that Annie jumped off and screamed.
“JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”
“It’s just as it seems. I love her.” I said slapping Angela’s ass
“Yup, he’s all mine now sis.” Said Angela flashing an evil naughty smile at her sister.
Yup this naughty bimbo had made me her slave. I needed her body, I couldn’t live
without it.
THE BIMBO PILL: Revenge is a dish best served cold
I sat on a bar stool peeling potatoes and cracking jokes with the Willie the chef, when I heard a door slam on the first floor of the restaurant. I knew that sound, and what was going to happen next, I shut my eyes prepared myself for it.
“Felix! You piece of shit. Didn’t I tell you to take care of the tables?” boomed the barely feminine voice of the proprietor
I put my head out of the kitchen and met the piercing gaze of Ms. Charlotte Davenport, the owner of the restaurant ‘Charlotte’ and my evil bitch boss.
To a normal stranger she might seem like a sweet innocent lady in her thirties with a petite body. When I first met her, I was captivated by her beauty and erotic body, she interviewed me and she gave me a job as one of the wait staff and I was grateful and happy to working for such a sweet lady. But those who work with her know the truth. Because when I reported for my shift the next day, it was like her personality did a fucking 180. I was shocked as she screamed and shouted at the staff and treated everyone around her like dirt.
I walked up to her, as she stood next to the bar counter with one hand on her hips and one pushing against a bar stool.
“But Ms. Davenport, you asked me to do the dishes. I can’t do two things at a time.”
“Listen, you fucking brat. I pay you to do whatever I want and if I want you to do two things at a time, you’ll fucking do it. Got it? Now get the tables ready before the customers get here.”
“Maybe you should hire more people. I mean there’s only seven of us.” I said mumbling as I walked past her to the dining room
“Fucking ungrateful little…remember who gave you a job so you can have a better life than the one in that shitty ghetto you’re from.”
“Hey! I’m not from the ‘ghetto’, just because I’m Mexican does not mean that I’m from a poor ghetto. I told you I’m working part-time while I’m in college.”
“Well. Whatever, your still working in a restaurant aren’t you? So shut up and do as I say.” She said walking into her office
You see that? That is what I have to deal with in fucking 2017. Holy shit. This uppity borderline racist bitch is fucking with my mind. Everyday it’s ‘Felix this, Felix that. Why don’t you go back to working in a taco stand? You piece of shit, good for nothing brat.’
If there was an award for the worst boss ever, she would win by a landslide. I mean she was so horrible at times that Satan would probably cringe at her.
Well, why don’t I just quit?
Well shit, don’t you think I haven’t thought about that? In fact I fantasize about the many different ways I could quit. Like tying her to a chair and burning the restaurant down.
But unfortunately in the real world when you’re on financial aid and struggling to pay off the cost of attendance. You need to find a good paying job nearby. And this is a good paying job. I’ll give her that, better than fast food joint anyway.
The shit we do for money.
But there is another reason I get paid so much. It’s not something I proud of, every day after getting off from work I go into her office and massage her back or feet or something.
Nothing extremely inappropriate but she told me she’d pay me twice my monthly salary if I massaged her every day.
Besides she wasn’t bad looking, the only thing that made this okay was the fact she was hot. She was a MILF. Blonde hair and blue eyes, bright red lips and a slim body. Although her face and body language did scream, entitled pretentious bitch.
So I was cool with it initially, but her demands were becoming worse.
Anyway, I got the tables ready and went to the kitchen to help the chef with prepping the food. He was clearly more stressed out than any of the staff. Imagine working for a bitch like that and cooking food for customers simultaneously. The dude deserved a fucking award.
The restaurant itself seemed to be doing great. Today was one of the good days, the restaurant was filled up by 9 and everything went smooth.
At around 11 we decided to clean up and leave.
“See you tomorrow Garcia. Don’t let her bite you now. Hahaha” said Adam my coworker
“Yeah, ‘Ha-Ha’. Fuck off already.” I said locking the front door.
I took one last look at the dining room and switched off the lights. I’d have to hand it to her, the restaurant was truly a beautiful work of art. A lot of money must have gone into the decorations alone. Weirdest thing was that nobody knew how she was able to afford it all, I mean, she was in her early thirties but she wasn’t married and we didn’t see any rich boyfriend around. And we knew nothing about her personal life. A restaurant like this, in a prime location in NYC, would cost millions. I thought about owning one myself, eventually.
I walked over to the lit office on the first floor. There she was sitting at her desk with her permanent frown. She was tapping her heels impatiently.
“Come on already. Quick!”
I moved my pace and closed the door behind me. Now all I had to do was massage her and leave. I removed my vest and unbuttoned my collar. It was hot in her office.
She got up from her chair and went over to the small couch on the other end of the room and laid down on her stomach.
“Now come here and massage my back.”
I went over and started at her shoulders and gradually worked my way to her lower back. She was wearing a black satin dress so it made it easier for me to put pressure on her body.
While massaging her I always noticed her hot soft body, I mean the voice and personality was a turn off but touching her body everyday was making me horny.
I didn’t have a girlfriend since entering college. I just didn’t have the time between schoolwork and my job. So I do confess, I might have jacked of to her a few times.
Her plump ass was visible through the dress and her slim waist and smooth back. Even her nape and blonde hair was erotic, I held her sides and started pushing her back with my palms and started massaging her in circular motions, this made her jolt back.
My fingers accidently touched her boobs, she turned over immediately and looked at me. I was scared, I didn’t know what to do. Was she going to sue me for sexual harassment? I certainly wouldn’t put it past her.
She looked at me and then at my pants, there was a small bulge.
Yes, I was slightly hard.
She got up and smiled, it was a wicked smile. It made me nervous. She grabbed her small breasts and pushed it up and started squeezing them. She started inching towards me.
“Is this what you want? You pervert? All I asked you to do was massage my back. And yet I never expected you to have such dirty fantasies. Do want to touch my boobs that bad?”
“No, Ms. Davenport it was an accident. I didn’t mean to touch your breasts, it happened when you moved.”
“Oh? So now you’re going to blame it me? Although, what would the police think. I wonder?”
“The police? Come on Ms. Davenport, let’s not go there. It was just a small accident.”
“Well I guess, but you’re going to do something for me. That is if you don’t want to go to prison. Go on and strip.”
“What?”
“Strip!”
Fear made me do it. Believe me, fear will make you do foolish shit.
At this point I could have just left or even gone to court and it would just have been a case of he said she said and I would be free. But this woman was too mysterious, when she said shit like ‘I have friends in high places’.
Threats like those are real to a minority. Especially in New York.
So I removed all of my clothes and stood in front of her naked except for my underwear.
“Move your hands!” she said slapping my hands that were covering my private area
I moved my hands and she was in full view of my briefs, my dick was a little hard because of the situation.
“Just as I expected. You have a nice body. Look at those abs, not many 23 year olds take care of
their body” she said tracing her fingers along my body
Her cold fingers touched me all over, my abs, neck. I began to like it, I wanted more. She finally squeezed my ass and slapped it. Then she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her ear.
“Now go over to the couch and bend over.”
“Huh?”
“You heard me! Go!” she said pushing me to the couch
What the fuck? Bend over? What the fuck was this pervert planning? I wanted to bolt for the door. But her intimidating aura was pushing me forward.
I held the couch and bent forward, showing my ass to her. What was she trying to do? Spank me? No fucking way.
I felt her hands rip my underwear, she ripped it off! And glared at my now naked ass. This uncomfortable situation was making me hard. She then proceeded to touch the inside of my thighs, gradually moving up. I could feel the light sensation of her fingers tracing my penis and then she suddenly grabbed my balls. She started massaging it. It was slightly painful but still awesome.
Now, I had a full-fledged erection.
“Look at this dick. It’s a little too big for you isn’t it? I’m sure you make all those young slutty girls wet with this.” She said slapping my dick
I tried to get up but her other hand grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down. She then moved to my dick and started jerking it. Hard. And not in a good way. It was painful.
But it made my hard dick pulse and leak pre-cum. I didn’t have any masochistic tendencies in me but the situation was making me weird.
But then things started to get a little fucked up. After she made me hard, she brought me to the brink of cumming and then remove her hands. She put both her hands on her my back and pushed me down, kicking my legs apart.
“What are you doing?” I asked as I was getting extremely uncomfortable
“Oh, I have a sadistic streak in me. Now I’m going to fuck you in ass. And make you lick my cunt.”
“Wha…”
I suddenly felt a cold sharp painful object penetrate my anus, I immediately turned around and saw that she had stuck a pen inside my ass. She smiled and started thrusting it in deeper and started fucking my ass with a pen. I shot a load of cum.