1:30 A.M. and I finally pull into the driveway of my parents place.  Lights are all out, even Tyler's light and he's usually up late, they must all be sleeping.  I was glad to be home but man did I have the worst blueballs going on.  Trying to be a quiet as possible I made my way to the kitchen for a snack and something to drink then proceeded on to my room.  On the way to my room I passed my little sisters room and the thought hits me to go into her room and check her out alittle before I rescue my dick from the pain of the blueballs Jennie gave me.  My little sister is fourteen years old and has become something of a little hottie.  Amber, my little sister, is a short brunette with perky tits and a bit of bubble in her butt.  Sure fourteen is young but if you seen her in her short white skirt any man would want to lay it down to her.  I know she has already been sexually active because I have heard her through my wall getting fingered or fucked by her boyfriend a couple of times.  Plus it was a hot night so I was hoping she wouldn't be wearing much.  I used my cellphone to light my way as made it to Amber's bedside.  Perfect, she was feeling hot and slept with only a shirt and panties on.  I pulled the blanket off exposing her long legs.  Wanting a better view I decided to turn on her blacklight.  What a little hottie, she's going to make a lot of guys happy.  And tonight it was my turn.  My balls were hurting so bad by this time and my little sister was looking so sexy.  The night was hot and it was making her sweat alittle bit which only made her look hotter and made me hornier.  I decided I'd be quiet and jerk off right there as I watched her so I pulled my dick out of my pants and went to work.  As I worked my shaft I got bolder and decided to touch her alittle.  I gently placed my left hand on her boob and groped her.  Her tits are small but they are enough.  I played with both of her boobs for a bit then moved down to touch her crotch.  I could feel the heat from her pussy as i touched her panties.  I could also feel a little bit of moisture, perhaps it was sweat or perhaps it was something else.  I would have to investigate to be sure.  Moving her left leg out to the side of the bed for more room I could see that she was indeed wet for me.  But just to be sure I decided to stick a finger under to feel her wetness.  Her pussy had some soft fuzz growing around it and a hot liquid center that I couldn't help but taste.  Nector of a goddess.  And right then I decided that jerking it was not doing it for me and I needed that pussy for myself.  Positioning myself above her body I placed a hand to her side and slowly moved my legs to inbetween her legs.  My heart racing my mind started to worry that she might wake up, but I only wanted to feel what it was like inside her for a couple of strokes then I would be done.  In position I moved my hand down her thigh to her panties and hooking a finger under the lip I moved it to the side revealing her young hot pussy.  I poked a finger in a couple of times to loosen her alittle then I heard, "Jeff?. . .you're not, what do you think you're doing?"  She was tired, she almost thought I was her boyfriend, I had to think fast,  "Amber you're going to help me or I'm going to tell mom and dad that you have been having sex with Jeff."  She was puzzled, "What do you mean help you, you're my brother I don't want to do that."  "I'm sorry" I told her "I don't mean to hurt you but I need this and besides you don't want you're relationship with Jeff to be over do you?  Just relax and and keep your voice down."  All she could do is whisper no as I moved my dick up and down her pussy.  I tried to calm her as I began to enter her telling her that it would be over in just a moment and that I was so happy she was being such a loving sister.  I could tell she had never had someone as large as me from the tears welling up in her eyes.  She was so unbelievably tight, tighter than a virgin which as I continued into her I found she was not.  I grabed her legs and pushed them back and apart as I pulled out and entered again.  The pain in my balls had subsided and the pleasure was beginning to mount up again.  I could tell by the look in Amber's eyes that she did not want to be having sex with her brother but I could tell by her actions that I was actually going to get away with this.  I continued to pump my dick in and out of her young pussy as I played with her tits again.  Amber tried to push my hand away but that only made me go underneath her shirt to feel her tits.  I was almost home so I begin to pound her pussy to bring it round.  I can feel my nuts hitting her ass as I pound away at my sister's pussy and then I begin to stiffen up, pulling out just in time to bust my massive load all over her panties and shirt.  I use my hand and my sister's pussy juice to massage the rest of my load out, that was amazing.  I tell her one last time, "Remember, you don't say anything and I won't say anything, ok.  Night my little sister."  I left to go to bed and hear her whisper as I go, "Night."

So I got up and went straight in to the shower knowing I had to be quick because in an hour I was meeting a friend. I started to wash my long blonde hair, as I left the conditioner I washed my body starting with my 34 D breasts just rubbing them and tweaking my nipples which at this point seemed to be very hard, I could feel myself getting wet, I slowly started to glide my hand down my stomach and onto my pussy where I rubbed the outer lips for a few seconds. It was just then that I realised I had no time to be messing around I had to be quick, so, I washed the soap off my body and rinsed the conditioner out of my hair hurrying so I wouldn’t miss the bus and be late.

After I finished meeting up with my friend I had to go back to get ready for tonight, I had been told that we were going to all go out to the normal rock and heavy metal club we normally go to. I got dressed in a black mini skirt, ripped fishnet tights (or as the Americans say pantyhose) a black lace up corset, high heels and of course my little black thong. I was looking forward to it but it was just going to be like any other clubbing night…or was it?

As we entered the club it was rather full, lots of people on the dance floor, and some sort of Goth/industrial music was playing. It was then I noticed a man at the bar. He had long black hair, tall, a very pale but strong looking face, it was also very obvious that he was muscular. He wore mostly leather apart from his top. His shoes were leather, his trousers (pants) were leather and his coat was leather. I just stood there staring at him; I didn’t know why I just couldn’t help myself. He then saw me staring at him but I quickly looked away feeling embarrassed. A few hours had passed and I was having a lot of fun but I still noticed the man at the bar, it seemed like he hadn’t moved all night and I know he kept on looking at me every now and then. In some ways the way he looked at me made feel scared yet in other ways it made me feel excited.

About 3 hours had passed and decided to step outside for a bit and go for a cigarette (considering the ban on smoking inside public places is now illegal) I didn’t bother telling my friends because I know they would follow me and lecture me how I need to hook up with someone. As I stepped outside there were many people there so I went around the corner just for some peace and quiet. I tried to light my cigarette but realised that my lighter wasn’t working so I was going to have to go and ask someone if I could borrow there’s until the man that made my heart race stepped in and offered me a light. At this point I felt very awkward, I didn’t know what say, how to act so I just kept my mouth closed.

After a few minutes I finished my cigarette, said thank you I started to walk back until he said in a very deep dark voice “your very quite girl, aren’t you?” I replied back “Yeah.”

“I Like that in a girl, a girl who knows her place who only speaks when spoken to by a man” he said.

I was shocked and outraged, I wasn’t like that I just didn’t go and throw myself at people. So I just started on walking until he grabbed my arm and pinned me against the wall asking “Where do you think your going? I haven’t finished with you”

Before I had chance to reply he tilted my head to the side and started kissing my neck then started, with his hand, to rub the outside of my tights (pantyhose) and thong. I wanted to scream and run but I couldn’t, In fact I felt very turned on by what was happening.

Before he did anything else to me he told me to keep quite and go with him. He took me to his car and told me to get in. I got in, and he locked the doors. Then drove us to a very big house that was isolated. He took me inside the house and down to the basement where there was a room with a big 4 post bed, with black satin sheets and a stone cold floor. He told me to get on the bed then he removed all my clothes and tied my hands and feet to each post.    

He began “Now we can either make this difficult or easy, it’s up to you. All you have to do is be a good little girl and obey my every command, you will only speak when spoken to, and when you do reply to me you will refer to me as master. Failure to do so will end up in a punishment. The sooner I have my way with you the sooner you’re free to leave. Understand?”

I wanted to yell at him to let me free now and to let me go, after all he and I both know he has no right to do this, however what I didn’t know is why I  wanted to stay right where I was, why I could feel my breast tingling or my pussy beginning to get wet again. His voice seemed so soft yet dark and cruel, it was so seductive, he knew he had me in is wicked cruel game, he knew I was weak towards him and he also knew that part of me craved for this.

I replied back “Yes I understand”

“Good girl, however your answer is not fully correct so before I proceed explaing to you what you will be required to do, you will receive your first punishment” he said to me his tone getting deeper.

“I, I, I don’t understand wha!”

“Silence! You did not reply back properly, you acknowledge me as master, you simply said ‘yes I understand’ which is not good enough. So for your first punishment you will receive 10 lashes across your body to learn that you will give me the respect by acknowledging me as your master.”

He then took out cane and I gasped, I was terrified. He turned me over and laid me on my stomach but making sure to tie me back to the bed posts.

He then shouted “ONE!”

Caning my legs, I screamed out in pain, it was horrible tears rolling down my face and I was shaking in fear

“TWO”

Right across my arse, again sending crippling pain threw my body, he carried on doing this across my back, my arms and the inside of my thighs until their was only one left and said “Does my naughty little girl think she’s learned her lesson?” replying back in a tearful, shaky voice I said “I have Master it won’t happen again.”

Then as hard as he could he canned me across my arse.

“Good, I’m glad we have that sorted. Now, Know this you are my slave and you do everything I tell you to do, no matter how much dislike or hate the things I tell you to do you will do them. Now first of all I want an honest answer out of you, do you masturbate?”

I quietly replied” I uh umm well yes Master.”

“Very well, I want you to show me how you masturbate and I want you to explain to me in detail what you are doing and why you are doing it and you must not cum, understand?”

I wanted to argue so much, I mean how embarrassing for me to do that but then I remembered my 10 lashed and how I didn’t want that to happen again so I obeyed.

“Yes master”

“Very well, I will untie you, but try to escape an you will be in for a beating, mark my words”

So once he untied me I started to touch m breast, squeezing and pulling on my nipples and sliding my hand down to pussy, I could feel how wet I was, I was so turned on just as I was about to enter my pussy my master shouted at me,

“I thought I told you to tell me what you are doing”

“I am rubbing my left breast with my right hand and pinching my nipple, I am doing this to make them hard. My left hand is slowly stroking the outside of pussy and i'm shocked at how wet I am.”

By this time I felt so humiliated I was being forced to masturbate in front of a stranger as well as tell him what I was doing.

“It always feels so nice when I play with clit so I’m going to use my middle finger to rub it fast…ohhhhh it feels so good…..hmmmm oh I just love playing with my cunt I’m getting ready to slip 2 fingers inside of me…I’m doing it and it feels soooooo good uh uh, oh hmmmmmmm yes yes oh yes Master…”

He seemed to be pleased with my effort of explaining to him what I was doing but once I just carried on moaning he started to say cruel nasty things to me:

“Such a dirty filthy slapper, look at the little slut Masturbating, Playing with herself to get pleasure. You are nothing but a little whore, but you’re my whore my dirty naughty bad little whore who is learning how to behave for her master”

As he said these words it turned me on even more, I could feel my self building up towards an orgasm but then I remember I was told it was forbidden for me to cum. He then told me stop then said:

“Right my little whore on the cold stone floor, onto your knees.”

“Yes master”

As I got on my knees, he tied my hands together and then he took out his large cock.

“Surely you know what to do” he asked.

I did as I was told I sucked he’s cock getting as much as could in my mouth but it wasn’t enough, my master started to grab my hair and push my face further onto him and thrust his cock deeper into my mouth, I started to gag and I felt ill, once again I was crying and sobbing I could feel most of his cock inside of my mouth and all the time he was just saying things like “yeah that’s right take it like the whore you are. You’re nothing but a fuck machine to me”

He then pushed me down so I was lying on the ground, and started to fuck me really hard and fast. It felt as if he was tearing my pussy open, I couldn’t breathe but al the time there was a mix of pain and pleasure. He then ordered me to cum and I did. If felt as if an explosion had gone through my body, I shivered in pure ecstasy. Once he had finished he said “You have pleased me a lot tonight, and you now have a choice, you can either leave now and we will never see each other again, or, you can become my full time slave, letting me use and abuse you as much as I want but at the same time taking care of you and teaching you how to please me.”

I thought for a few minutes of what I just been through, all the pain and the suffering but some how I felt safe with this man, it was as if I had found my true place where I belonged, yes it was a risk. My head said leave and never come back but my body and my heart said stay.

“I am your slave master, and I will honour you the way a slave is meant to honour their master.”

“Very well, you will stay and obey all of my rules, but let me tell you this tonight I went easy on you because it was your birthday and your first time, however, tomorrow it’s down to some proper training slave.”

Hearing those words didn’t scare me, it made me curious as to what else my master had in store for me. He then put a collar around my neck and said

“This is yours, you also have a leash, you will wear the collar at all time understand?”

“Yes master” I replied.

He then came over to me and lifted me to my feet, I was cold and naked and he then embraced me in his arms kissing my neck and whispering in my ear “I have been watching you the last few month. The way you act and present your self is everything I love. I will take care of you.

Then went out of the basement locking the door behind him leaving me unable to reply to his comments, I was just shocked and confused but very excited for tomorrow.

Thanks for reading, this is my very first story so please don’t be too harsh although I will take all advice and criticism, if you want to email at all please do at: girl_loves_pain@yahoo.co.uk

“uh-uh!” I whispered as I moved his hands back to the chair arms and jumped up, “behave now orlando,” I smiled at him, turned to face Elijah and flicked the rim of my skirt up purposely to show orlando a little bit of what he was about to get, then I left him, showing off half his chest and walked over to Elijah and sat in the same position, gazing into his gorgeous baby blues, our lips met, gently, Elijah sat there, accepting the invitation for this kiss, then I broke the kiss and started to unbutton his shirt, he placed his arms around the back of my waste, daydreaming it seemed, whilst I undressed him teasingly before I once again took advantage of his slightly open mouth, teasing at his lower lip with my tongue and teeth. i slid one arm behind his neck and the other in his hair, I slowly removed his hands from the back of my waste and stood up, lifted my t-shirt over my head and knelt back down on the chair

“how much more do you want?” I asked him tenderly as I sat back down in the same position “I want it all!” he replied, I moved his hands back to where he had placed them moments before and softly kissed his neck, without hesitation, I moved down kissing his chest, and caressing his nipples with my tongue, I got down to his trousers and pulled down his zip, looked over my shoulder at orlando, and released the button from its hole and pulled his trousers right down to his ankles, I stood up and blew a kiss to him and told him to take off his trousers and underwear, he did as I asked whilst I went back over to orlando and teased him a little more, this time I knelt on the floor in front of him and started to unfasten his trousers, there I was kneeling on the floor in front of orlando bloom wearing nothing but a mini skirt a bra and some 4 inch heels! I pulled his trousers to the floor and once again sat on his lap, with a leg on either side, facing him, I removed the rest of what was left of his shirt and started to play with his nipples, as I moved down I noticed him getting harder by the minute, I could tell through his thin boxer shorts, as soon as I realised how my actions were affecting him I moved back over to Elijah who was may I add absolutely naked right now, I winked at orlando “take it off!” I ordered as I sat back down on Elijah in exactly the same position, his huge 8” cock bulging underneath me, his face full of excitement I lifted my skirt up “oh would you look at that, I’m not wearing any panties!” I teased him as I sat back down, my hot wet pussy just a few inches away from his huge cock, “you still want more?!” I whispered into his ear, stood up and pulled him to his feet “sure I do!” he replied and pulled me close “I want every little bit of it!” he explained as I lifted a leg around his back and put my arms around the back of his neck “you got it!” I moved my leg and took him by the hand as we walked over to orlando who was getting so excited he almost came right there and then, “let’s go upstairs” I whispered tenderly in his ear as I stroked his bare chest and took him also by the hand, both boys followed me up the stairs and into my almost empty lilac bedroom, a king-sized bed, some draws, a wardrobe, and a few shelves full of books, we approached the bed slowly, when we got there I pushed orlando down onto the soft purple sheets and sat Elijah down next to him, I sat down in the middle, kissed Elijah on the cheek and then turned to orlando who was hopelessly laying there on my bed wearing absolutely no clothes at all revealing his beautiful 7” cock, I lay down close to him and placed my leg over his looking him in the eye, I lifted up my skirt, sat him up and sat on his lap, I placed his arms around my back and left him to fondle with my bra fastening as I ran my fingers through his hair, and kissing his neck softly, I felt his hardness against my wet pussy, hungry for him I threw him back down on the bed as soon as he had unfastened my bra, and lay down on top of him,

It wasn’t even daylight yet. He arrived at his job at 4:30 a.m. She walked from the bus to The Company, crossing city streets, into the industrial end of town. She doubted she was going to be able to go through with what she’d imagined all night long. She’d barely slept a wink, thinking of how badly she wanted to capture his imagination, how she wanted to use those black panties to turn him on so much he would obsess about her all day long.

Sure enough, she found him there in the yard, sorting clutter from recycling bins into manageable piles. Gary, the driver of the forklift paused what he was doing to turn and say hello as she approached. He was always so polite, so sweet to her. He already had a streak of black grease across the back of his right hand. One of the things she was drawn to about him was that he worked so damned hard.

She took the renegade panties out of her pocket and placed them next to his hand on his knee. "Here," she said abruptly.

He took them, surprised. He glanced around to see if anyone else had noticed. They were simple black satin panties. Somehow he had lived all his life and no woman had ever walked up to him and tossed her panties at him in a parking lot before. He gave her a look.

He called her 'Trouble' for a reason.

She had never presented him with panties before. This was an alluring twist.

A black flatbed tractor trailer pulled into the lot. "He needs me to load him. Hang on, okay?" He put the forklift into gear and put her panties into his coverall pocket.

"Wait!" she called over the sound of the motor. "Give those back. I might need them later."

"Does this mean you’re not wearing any?" He asked.

"That's exactly what it means."

"You are Trouble." He grinned slyly.

She snatched the panties back and slid them into her own pocket. She turned on her heel and walked away. Her heels clicked on the pavement and she knew he was watching her. She ducked into the shadows against the back of the lot, the walls covered with graffiti, where he went sometimes to smoke pot.

The sun was starting to rise. The pink of the sky was streaking off into blues and translucent grey patches. She stood behind a huge scrap container, surrounded by smaller, waist high bins full of sorted metals, and waited.

It took awhile for him to load the flatbed. The semi driver got out and started tightening straps against the crates on his load. The forklift turned and Gary came back against the wall to find her.

"What the hell’re you up to? I know you have something in mind."

"I always have something in mind," she assured him with a quick smile. "But this time you can tell what it is."

He got off the lift and took her face in his hands and kissed her hard. She pressed up against him. She loved the smell of his hard labor caught in the folds of the denim. His hands slid down her body and her hands crept inside his clothes. Under her jumper, he discovered that the stockings she wore were held up by suspenders, and he grabbed her bare ass. He kissed her neck and started to lift her to hold her against him.

"Don't pick me up." She protested, pleased nonetheless. She was too heavy, and he’d been complaining earlier in the week. "Your back..." she reminded him.

"I don't give a shit about my back." His hands were all over her, exploring and touching soft skin. "Can we do it right here?" He asked, breathlessly.

"You tell me where." She said, silently daring herself to go through with this crazy idea. "It's getting light though. You sure this is a good idea?"

"You already got me hard. I don't really give a fuck."

They were in the far end of the parking lot. There was a wire mesh fence between them and another warehouse yard. There were shipping containers stacked up higher than their heads, but anyone coming to look for his forklift would find him.

His radio squawked, calling loudly. "Gary and Don! Come to the front office." He ignored the dispatcher and kissed her again, his hands leaving smudges of oil on her pale chin.

Oh yes, he knew better. But there was something about her that made him lose track of being sensible.

He lowered his zipper. She knelt in front of him. She felt gravel dig into her pretty knees. What if she tore her stockings? How could she explain it at work? She pulled him deep inside her mouth. He was absolutely rock hard and she loved it. She was sucking a guy’s cock right there in the parking lot! She couldn’t believe her audacity!

His dick was long, but narrow. She worked it back into her throat. She started breathing through her nose. She inhaled the "bad boy" smell of pot that he carried in his pocket.

"That's not what I had in mind," he protested after a minute or two.

"Where then?" she said, pulling off him, breathless, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

His dick sprang up and hit her in the face. He was so hard, so turned on! She wasn’t used to having this effect on men. She was always taken for granted, the little office gal who would fetch coffee, make copies, or run to the store to save someone else in The Company from taking time away from their more important task. She was always That Girl, the one everyone liked, who wasn’t quite threatening enough to back stab.

"Can you sit there?" He motioned and took her hand. He lifted her up on one of the waist high containers. Again, she struggled against having him lift her, but it wasn't a real slick move for her to hop to a level where he could enter her. He unzipped his coveralls and peeled back a layer of his clothes. Just enough to get to what he wanted. He opened her legs.

She looked around her, a little disoriented. It was totally daylight! This had to absolutely be the fastest it had ever gone from dull grey shadows to a bright, sunshiny morning.

"Well I absolutely have never done this before," she said, timid, but excited.

"Me neither."

"And right here in the company parking lot..."

"I can’t help it. You’re too fucking hot."

She could hardly believe her ears, could hardly believe she was saying the words and going through with her thoughts that was allowing this to take place. What if the semi driver found something wrong with the load and needed him? What if he’d noticed her stepping back into the yard and came to find out what was going on? The thought of her being seen with the forklift driver, all gritty with sweat and motor oil, totally turned her on. The thought of someone seeing her, her bare butt perched against the grit of the metal crate while he fucked her, well it made her crazy to think that she was actually going through with it, doing it right there in the yard.

"I can't wait," Gary whispered, begging. "You have to help me." He was holding her from falling off the container and he couldn't move his hands to steer his rock-hard dick between her thighs. She guided him, then moved her hand back to clutch the side. Somehow, she perched on the tiny edge of the container bracing herself as he slammed his seven inches deep inside of her. His breath was ragged as he sank into her, and she was half aware of the fullness inside her, and half aware that she was going to slip off and land in a big greasy puddle, should she lose her grip. She had to hold it together. She couldn’t go to work if she ended up in the grease! It was all so spontaneous, and so precarious. It made her so fucking wet to know that he just looked at her panties and lost control... Now he had her up on the corner of a great steel container and was ramming her to beat the band. Oh my God. The corner of the metal container dug uncomfortably into her leg, but she didn’t care. It was too fucking wild that he was just doing her, right there, right where anyone walking over to find him could see.

If that happened, everyone in The Company would know by noon. Wasn’t he thinking about what he was doing? This was nuts!

She was torn. The good girl part of her was totally mortified, totally wanted to jump down off the corner of the container, pull herself together and go have coffee with the office girls upstairs. What if someone looked down out of one of the windows to see? Everyone would know it was her, they all could recognize her jumper. One morning, she’d proudly brought it into work to show it off. It was one-of-a-kind. She felt a knot of panic bubble in her stomach. Her wild thoughts added to the thrill.

"I like this," he said. The straggled words got lost somewhere in her hair. His eyes were slightly out of focus, he was lost inside himself inside his head.

He picked up the pace, thrusting intently. She felt the chill of the metal under her ass. She clutched at the edges of the box, hoping she wouldn’t fall off. His eyes closed. The good girl side of her demanded that he hurry.

"I’m gonna come!"

Oh my God, what if somebody heard him? Frantically, she glanced around, certain that he’d been back here too long and certainly his foreman was going to come find him.

The radio receiver on his forklift whistled and squawked. "You there, Gary? Quit fuckin’ ignoring me, Man."

She felt his muscles tighten as he jammed himself in deeper. He grunted and pumped her full of creamy jizz. He had to catch her as she almost lost her balance and tumbled into a pile of used car parts.

Not that it mattered, but she couldn’t cum. Not just then. The whole situation totally thrilled her, beyond her wildest dreams, but she spent the whole time frozen, terrified that someone was going to find her there, being fucked by the forklift driver. Right in the yard. Right there at work! Oh, the girls in The Company would have a complete fit if they found out. She would lose all credibility. "What a whore she is," they would all whisper in their most vindictive voices.

She giggled to think of the looks on their faces.

He backed away from her, his dick still visible, to answer his foreman on the radio. "Yah, I’ll be right there. I was taking a leak."

She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. But then what else was he supposed to say? ‘Thank you,’ he mouthed silently, and waved to her as he backed the lift out from their hiding place and chugged across the lot to the office.

“Well I heard about your aunt and I felt I had to come give my condolences to you Jeremy.”

My aunts health is perfectly fine, and further more my name is not Jeremy. An awkward moment passed as I realized there was a very real chance Ruth may be drifting into senility. That's when she came out and asked what we were both thinking.

“Wanna bang?”

Within minutes we were in a bathroom stall and I was ensconced in her big saggy boobies, pawing and nibbling to my hearts delight. Although it was a crowded restroom with about ten different people using the urinals and adjoining stalls, we made absolutely no effort to muffle our love making. Her calls of “Oh Richard!” (my name isn't Richard) and my cries of pain as her talons dug into my back echoed off the walls. Within moments I loudly splooged all over the place, collapsing from the sheer ecstasy of the whole ordeal. However short though, I will never forget the greatest couple seconds of my life.

 Everything seems quiet and she gets up and walks to the bathroom to see if Bobby is still sleeping.  Peeking through the door she can see his bed is empty and she pushes his door open and walks in.  Bobby is not in his room so Rhonda walks towards the kitchen wearing only her short nightshirt.  The house is completely empty and Rhonda is visibly disappointed that she was not caught in her nightshirt. 

 Rhonda makes coffee and sits at the table thinking of all she needs to do today. She dresses in her Gym clothes and straightens her room before cleaning and straightening Bobby's.  She pulls out Bobby's stack of porn magazines and looks through the titles noticing the enticing pictures on the covers.  Straightening the stack she puts all of his books together including the ones under his covers and neatly stacks them under his bed.  A piece of white material catches her eye and she looks in his pillow case to find her panties.  This makes her smile and she knows that he has been fantasizing about her.  Standing there wondering what he could possibly be thinking of doing to her she puts her panties back into his pillow case.

 With her shopping list in hand Rhonda makes a trip to the grocery store and finds Bobby at home when she arrives.  Bobby comes outside to help carry in the groceries and Rhonda smiles at him saying, "What got you out of the house so early this morning?"  "I had football practice at 6 am.  You looked like you were sleeping pretty sound so I just grabbed something to eat." He replied.  Immediately she concludes that he had to have seen her sleeping and this warms her nicely.  Walking towards the door with him following she knows his eyes have to be on her butt and she shakes it a little harder then normal.

 She can't help but wish she was wearing clothes that were a little sexier as she was putting the groceries away with Bobby sitting at the bar watching her.  As they talk he tells her that one of the other players, Ivan, would like to come by today and see one of the other rooms.  Rhonda smiles to Bobby saying, "Thank you.  I appreciate your helping me find tenants.  Tell him that anytime is fine."  Bobby picks up the phone and calls Ivan.

 Rhonda changes into her new white dress and looks at herself in the mirror.  It shows off her breast nicely with a generous amount of cleavage but seems to be a little longer than it had looked in the store.  Bending slowly she checks to see at what point her pussy will show and finds that her lack of height makes the dress a little secure.  Bending over completely she looks through her legs at the mirror to see her bare pussy in the mirror and notices Bobby entering the bathroom. 

 Bobby notices her, pausing before saying, "I am going to use the shower."  He reaches to close her door awkwardly and has to move the door stop to do so.  This disappoints Rhonda and she goes to the hall closet to get him a towel.  She listens and waits until she knows that he is nude then knocks on the door and says, "I have a towel for you."  She opens the door to find him already in the shower but can clearly see the shape of his body through the glass.  As she leaves she blocks her bathroom door open again and turns to admire his figure before heading back downstairs. 

 Lunch is on the table as Bobby enters the Kitchen in an obvious good mood and Rhonda takes advantage of this moment to tell him that she is going clothes shopping again and ask if he would like to go along.  Bobby stops when he sees that white dress and says, ?Damn girl you look nice.  Yea, I'll go.  It will be fun.  We just need to be home by 5 when Ivan will be here."

 They head to the mall and Bobby watches as she looks at clothing which is a little boring and when she ask his opinion he tells her just that.  "OK then, you pick out something that you like." Rhonda says.  He looks around and says, "Let?s try a different store."  They walk down the mall to an obvious teenage type clothing store and he starts pointing out things.  Rhonda slows his pointing as she starts grabbing her size in the things he points out.  With a dressing room full of stuff she tells him to have a seat, she will try on the stuff and come out for him so he can see what he thinks. 

 She begins trying on clothing for him and it becomes clear to her that he really seems to like stuff that shows off her body.  The clerks in the store watch her closely as this odd couple picks out different clothing.  I would assume that they don't often see 47 year old little white women laughing and shopping with 19 year old black men.  Rhonda picks out everything that he likes and gives them to the clerks to purchase. 

 With Bobby carrying her sacks they go back out into the mall looking for shoes and some new Gym clothes.  In no time at all they pick out new work out clothing and several pairs of high heel shoes.  Shopping with Bobby, no, shopping for Bobby she cannot wait to start dressing to please this young man.  Bobby beams a smile as people stare at the couple in what can only be called jealousy. 

 When they arrive at home Ivan is already there and shakes Rhonda's hand while noticeably checking her body out.  Rhonda is taken back by this huge man and seems a little timid.  Ivan stands 6' 8" at about 300 lbs and is black as night.  He towers over Rhonda and this intimidates her completely.  He backs off a little and says, "I have heard so much about you."  Rhonda blushes visibly and replies softly, "You are so big.  I guess I haven't heard anything about you."  They laugh and then go inside to see the rooms. 

 Ivan picks a room and tells her that he will take it as this seems like a great place to live.  They head to the kitchen to talk and Rhonda turns several times to find Ivan staring at her body.  Ivan and Bobby elbow each other occasionally laughing at what can only be an inside joke.  Rhonda?s mind races and she knows that this could be a lot of fun.  ?So, what has Bobby told you about me?? Rhonda asks while still working.  The boys chuckle lightly and he replies, ?He tells me everything I can pry out of him.?

 She ask the men if they would like a drink and bends at the waist and grabs Cokes from the refrigerator.  Knowing that they are watching but cannot quite see her pussy, emboldens Rhonda greatly and she becomes a little more flirtatious.  The men enjoy her company and she invites Ivan to have dinner with them.  While fixing dinner the men sit at the table watching Rhonda's every move.  At one point she gets on her hands and knees to retrieve something from a lower cabinet and looks back to catch the men leaning down trying to see up her dress.  She smiles at them and goes on as though nothing happened. 

 After dinner Rhonda shakes hands with Ivan, before he leaves and he agrees to move in tomorrow.  Bobby retires to the living room to watch TV while Rhonda cleans the kitchen.  When finished Rhonda sits with Bobby on the couch and they watch a movie while talking about Bobby's life.  Bobby now seems a lot more relaxed with Rhonda and they talk like old friends.  Rhonda tells him she is going to get ready for bed and gets up and goes upstairs.  Once in her room she starts to remove her dress when she hears a noise from the hall and knows that Bobby has followed her up.  Slowly removing her dress she stands completely naked in front of the dresser and rubs lotion sensuously all over her body.  She can see Bobby standing in the hall watching and tries to work slowly to let him take this all in.  Turning slowly she grabs her robe and removes the tie.  She sees Bobby head back towards the living room and looks at herself in the mirror again.  The short robe barely covers her ass and without the tie will be hard to keep closed.

 When she starts down the stairs she sees Bobby, on the couch, still watching TV.  His eyes lock onto her figure as she approaches and he watches until she sits next to him and gets comfortable.  He scans through the channels and happens upon a soft porn movie.  When he realizes what it is he quickly turns the channel.  "Hey, turn that back." Rhonda says playfully and grabs the remote.  Bobby remains silent as Rhonda watches the scene on TV and laughs at how fake it all looks.  Then in a bold move she asks, "How come I don't ever hear about your girl friends?"  "We broke up." He replied.  "OK, tell me why." She prodded.  He is reluctant to answer when Rhonda says, "That explains why you masturbate so much.  I found the Library under your bed while cleaning and have been seeing your t-shirts wet with the results."  Bobby is taken back and starts to reply when Rhonda cuts him off saying, "Don't worry about it.  We all do it and it?s perfectly natural.  Well, not as often as you do it though."  They both laugh and Bobby tells her that his girl friend just wouldn't have sex with him because he was telling his friends all about her and what they do.

 "Go put on something comfortable.  You surely don't sleep in your clothes."  Rhonda tells him.  Bobby goes and changes into a pair of loose sweat pants and returns to the couch where Rhonda was still sitting, now drinking wine. "Is this better?" He says turning a circle.  "Much better.  Would you care for a beer?  I don't mind if you drink one now and then while at home." She replied.  She gets up to get him a beer and takes her glass for a refill while making sure that her robe fell open just enough to let him have a quick peek.  Handing him the beer she sits next to him and looks through the channels for another dirty movie.  She hits the wrong button and the DVD in the player begins to play.  It is Bobby's and he must have left it in there from earlier today.  Bobby is defensive and starts to remove the DVD when Rhonda reassures him that it is OK and that he should at least let her have a look.  The movie starts with actual sex as the amateur type movie gets under way.  "Oh my!" Coo's Rhonda as this huge black dick enters a white pussy over and over again.  "That is the biggest dick I have ever seen.  You really know how to pick your movies." She said while not taking her eyes off of the TV. 

 The Man pounds this white woman hard for a long time giving her several orgasms and then pulls his dick out.  She regains her control and turns to offer him her mouth.  Rhonda looks to Bobby and ask softly, "Was your girl friend white?"  "No."  Was his reply.  "Don?t you usually masturbate when you watch these movies?? Rhonda asks glancing at him.  The huge black dick on TV disappears into the mouth of the white woman and the man begins actually fucking her throat.  Rhonda lets go of her robe, reaches down and begins to touch her pussy while staring at the TV.  She looks to Bobby who is watching her fingers at work.  His dick, very hard now, presses against his pants making quite a lump.  "Should I assume that you have a thing for white women?" Rhonda asks hungrily.  Bobby does not answer but just stares at her open robe.

 Rhonda stops pleasuring herself and reaches out lightly touching the lump in Bobby's pants.  Her hand gently squeezes and begins to stroke him through his pants.  "I have never touched a black dick before." Rhonda said to Bobby looking into his eyes.  Looking back to her hand she continued, "May I pull it out and touch it?"  Bobby did not reply but just slid his pants down to expose his hard dick.  Rhonda, now extremely excited leaned in closer to him and laid her head on his chest.  One hand ran up his leg to his balls as the other reached for his dick.

 Her mind races as she holds onto the objects that she has only dreamed of.  She stares as her little white hands slowly massage Bobby's manly parts.  "Would mind if this little white lady wanted to be your girlfriend while you look for another one?" Rhonda says lustfully still staring at this marvelous site.  Bobby struggles to regain control and replies hoarsely, "No, I like it better when you stroke my cock." 

 They both watch as the man on TV cums deep into the throat of his white woman causing her to gasp and choke while still giving him her throat and mouth.  As she chokes, sperm comes from her nose as this massive cock over fills her.  When finished he slowly withdraws from her mouth and lays it lewdly across her face while she catches her breath and kisses it.

 Rhonda's head drops slowly bringing his dick to her mouth sucking the head inside licking his cum from the tip.  Her little white hand now stroking this hard black dick into her mouth Rhonda's only thoughts are of bringing this young man pleasure.  Lips parted wide she forces more and more of this dick into her mouth and then starts to bob her head slowly stroking him with her lips. Bobby's hand finds the back of her head but she needs no help.  She is dedicated to her task and continues until Bobby pushes down on her head and does not let her up.  The tip of his dick touches the entrance to her throat and she knows he is about to cum.

 Then his warm juices squirt into her mouth and he relaxes his grip on her head.  Her head lifts and drops again and he pushes down shooting more cum into her mouth.  Expertly she lets him guide her head with his hands learning exactly how he likes his orgasms.  Over and over she does this until the cum slows to a trickle and then she lays there in his lap just sucking on the end of his dick while it begins to soften.

 On the TV the scenes have now changed and a white woman is being fondled by several black men but Bobby is not watching his head is laying back looking straight up into the air, eyes closed with a smile on his face.

     
        The Story man

This story was inspired by a very special slut whom would do anything when excited.

 To be continued 

 This is my first story let me know how you like it comment please and i will finish it.

Your hand ran through my hair, grasping and pulled me hard up to you.  You kissed me rough and fierce before we positioned ourselves doggie style.  You smacked my ass before kissing it, enjoying the view.

I massaged my own tits, pinching my nipples as I wait for you to thrust into me.  I pushed my exposed ass against you, urging you and moaned your name. You slapped my ass again before I felt your cock, invading me hard and quick.  My finger found my hard clit, rubbing fiercely.  I moaned and bit my lip.  I felt your hands running down my back and feel the shape of my hips.  You settled them on my ass, using it as a pull to push yourself deeper and deeper into me.

I cried out as my first orgasm shocked through me.  You grunted and shouted over my screams, “cum for me baby, cum again.”   You scratched your nails down my back and tugged on my breasts.  My hand cupped your balls as you slammed into me.    I felt the pressure give and I was cumming again.  I moaned loudly and started to push back against you as you slammed into me.   I was crying out your name as your thick seed filled me.  I felt your cock throb as it emptied and your breath was ragged as we both laid down.

I looked at you and told you that was the best fuck of my life.  I knew that visit would be a well cummed visit.

I made a loop in one of the ropes and gently moved her arms into a position that meant I could bind them together. The more I could do without her knowing the more of a shock and the more scared she would be when she did wake. I fastened that rope to the door handle and gently pulled her arms above her head and then moved to her feet. One foot was tied over the sofa and tied off on the radiator and the other to the leg of the sofa. She was secure and going nowhere.

I stood back and admired my work. Now it was time for the fun, well my fun, to begin. I undid her top and cut through her bra and her massive tits spilled out. I grabbed a nipple in between the thumb and forefinger of each hand, took a deep breath and twisted as if my life depended on it. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head in pain and she screamed like a banshee. I released but quickly took hold again and twisted for a second, third ,forth time each time being met with wide eyes and the ear piercing shriek. Tears were streaming down her face and it did cross my mind as to just how much it must be hurting and at one point I even thought her nipples were about to twist off in my hands but she was going to pay tonight. She hadn’t realised her hands were tied until she tried to move them to protect herself but once she did she lay there blubbering her eyes out.

I leaned forward really close to her and whispered in her ear “tonight I’m going to have my fun”. She knew what that meant not because we’d ever done anything like this but when discussing our fantasies in the early years of our marriage I’d broached the subject of BDSM but she soon let me know there was no chance telling me I was a “perv” and “ a dirty bastard” ,well she was going to find out just how much of a perv I could be.

I took another rope and lifted her left tit and wrapped the rope around as tight as I could and then mirrored the image with her right one. As I’ve mentioned her tits were big, very big 42H to be exact so there was a lot to play with. I picked up the riding crop and flexed it in front of her and I could tell she was worried. I lulled her into a false sense of security by just gently tapping each tit with it and I saw her relax as she must have thought “this isn’t too bad” to herself. I knew she’d close her eyes as she always does when she’s turned on and when she did I lifted the crop high and slammed it down across her already sore and bruised nipples. Her mouth opened but no sound came out and she gasped for breath. The sound and her breathing returned though as I started to really go to town on her tightly bound tits beating a merry tune all over them. I don’t know just how many time that crop made contact twenty, thirty, fifty I just don’t know but she was begging me to stop. Well my arm was aching but she wasn’t going to tell me what to do, not tonight so I made sure I laid another ten line across her tits for good measure. Between each sob she was asking me “why are you doing this” and “what have I done” so I told her “I’m doing it because I want to and you’ve done nothing, and that’s the problem. Out came the usual garbage when we got into the sexless situation “Oh I’m sorry, I’ve been working hard and I’m tired” well tonight I just didn’t care.

Next to hand was the butt plug something else that was a no-go area for her. BDSM was pervy, blowjobs were degrading and anal was just downright disgusting well boo-hoo for her. I did consider not using any lube but there were plenty of other ways I was going to make her suffer tonight so decided to go a little easy on her plus with the size of it was going to make it hard enough to get up her pristine asshole anyway. I untied each leg and repositioned them to allow me access to her pussy and ass and greased up her hole. I pushed a finger up there just to feel how tight she was and it was really tight. Then a second finger went up there and she was noticeably uncomfortable but not as bad as when I shoved a third in her. I did consider trying to fist her ass as I’d seen in a few porn films but thought it might be easier for me after she’d been plugged for a while and loosened up a bit. The plug was about four inches around at it’s widest point which I know isn’t massive but for a virgin hole was going to have the desired effect plus another thing she didn‘t know just yet was that it was inflatable. Her hole was already greased but I put some more on the plug itself and lined it up. She clamped her ass tight to stop it from entering her hole but after I explained to her that it was going in there one way or another she decided to take the less painful way and unclenched it. I slid about a third of the plug up her and she screwed up her face and shook her head and started moaning “no no no” so I let it out and pushed a bit more firmly to get it to just before the widest point. She really didn’t like it up there but I moved so I could get a better grip and just rammed the rest in there. After about five minutes she started to accept what I’d done and calmed down a little so now it was time for the next phase. I grabbed the bulb and squeezed it once. She took a sharp breath and looked at me as if to say “what the hell was that” I just smiled and gave the bulb another couple of squeezes. She went absolutely fucking berserk and started calling me names I didn’t even think she knew. This is what I wanted from her though, a bit of passion, and I’d take it however it came.

I moved to her pussy and couldn’t believe just how wet she was. I’d pushed her way past her comfort zone and her head and mouth were screaming no but her body was saying yes. Four fingers easily slid into the previously frigid bitches cunt and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt her so hot inside. I tucked my thumb in and pushed. I didn’t fist her ass but with a pussy this wet it was too good an opportunity to miss. I started in and out with my hand each time pressing in a bit harder, going a little deeper

until eventually in it went and I could feel her pussy gripping onto my wrist. I’d done it, she’d taken my whole fucking fist up her cunt and it felt sort of weird. I started pumping my arm and stretching that opening wide and I noticed a familiar look on her face. One I recognised from the past. One of lust and sexual fulfilment. What started out as me pretty much raping her was turning into a night neither of us would forget. I decided to push her over the edge and so with her ass plugged, my fist deep in her insides I turned the vibe onto it’s highest setting and placed it directly onto her clit. That was just too much for her and she had an amazing orgasm. Bucking and screaming and I thought that she was going to break my wrist so pulled my hand out for my own safety.

As she calmed down I had to remind her that this was my night not hers and that I hadn’t quite finished with her yet. I let the air out of the butt plug and slid it out. It looked clean to me but she wasn’t keen at all as I held it to her face. ”Open wide dear” I said and pushed it to her lips. The look on her face made me think she was going to puke but to my amazement she slowly opened her mouth and took the whole plug in. She gagged a couple of times and so to make sure it didn’t come out I pumped it up a little so it would get past her teeth. I moved down the sofa and took my cock out that had been straining for release. I placed it against her asshole and looked her in the eyes. She knew what I wanted from her and she just nodded her consent, not that it would of made any difference I was going to do it anyway but with that nod I knew that I’d broken her and she’d never refuse me anything again. There was still more resistance than I was expecting considering the plug had not long been in there but at least it was still tight. Now I don’t have a big cock and I aren’t going to lie about that it’s only four and a half maybe five inches long but it is thicker that most that I’ve seen in films and she certainly felt it going in. I couldn’t believe that after all these years together and numerous times of asking and being shot down in flames that in was finally up her ass. There was only one problem for me now. I was so turned on that each tiny movement I made nearly took me over the edge. I stayed still for as long as I could but then started giving it to her taking what I wanted with no regard for her. After just two or three minutes I got that feeling again and had to decide just where in her body to dump my cum. I decided to leave my mark on her like an animal would so pulled out of her ass and moved to her head. She absolutely hated me cumming on her face as I’d found out the only other time I’d done it when I took her by surprise and I thought she was going to rip my balls off. I lined up with her face and gave a few tugs and unloaded my balls over her face. Again she gagged a few times and I could tell she really didn’t like it but I just laughed as she lay there marked and unable to do anything about it. I got my phone off the shelf and took a few snaps from different angles and told her that if I had to go without sex again for more that ten days not only would she get a re-run of tonight but that the pics would be posted on the net for all to see.

I moved to her feet and untied them and gently lowered them down and the to her hands, I hadn’t thought about this bit at the beginning of the night. I was about to untie her hands and then what would I do if she went into hyper-bitch mode. I looked into her eyes and could see the conflict going on in her head. I released her hands and held my breath waiting for whatever came my way. She looked at me and released the air out of the butt plug that was still in her mouth and then did something that I wasn’t expecting. She took two fingers and dragged them through the cum I’d deposited on her face, scooped some up and then licked them clean and then she did it again and carried on until there was virtually none left on her face. At that point she walked ,rather gingerly, to the bathroom and took a shower. Life has been pretty good since that night with more regular sex and amazingly a few blowjobs for good measure but it’s been two weeks now since the last one and she had been warned what would happen if I had to go without so I’ve just been to the computer to find somewhere to post the pics and was amazed when I turned the screen on to find a “wife pic” site already on the screen and my wife’s battered and bruised pussy filling the screen along with all the other pics I’d taken that night and when I went upstairs all the things I’d used on that fateful night were laid out on the bed. Oh happy times.