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Subject: {ASSM} Abelard: New Story, Who's The Boss (MFMMMM,cons.gangbang)
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Who's The Boss (FMMMM, cons. gangbang)
(C) 2000by Abelard
[Warning: If it is illegal for you to read sex stuff, my condolences, but
fuck off. The events depicted in this story are performed strictly in the
imagination of a professional. No not try this shit at home. If you read on,
please maintain at least one hand on your controls at all times. If you
wanna' publish this story for profit, ya' better ask me first. Finally, tell
me what you think at <<Abelard_fra@hotmail.com>>.]
Who's THE BOSS ?
Carol is hard to talk into some things, but I finally convinced her I was
serious. If our relationship was going to continue, it was going to cost
her. She reluctantly agreed to pay my price. So one night I brought over
four of my friends.
The evening built slowly, orchestrated by my direction. The four other men
drank scotch or beer and watched as I ordered Carol to do a slow striptease.
I made her stop frequently to refill drinks, and one of the other men
would occasionally pull her onto his lap and make her kiss him while he
unhooked her bra or slid off one of her stockings.
When she was down to just her flimsy panties, I opened my pants. Her full
jugs swayed above her trim waist and her nicely rounded 30 year old ass as I
ordered her to lap dance on me. I took my pants off and sat in a
straightback chair in the middle of the room. The other men watched as she
ground down on my bare stiff cock. Her cunt felt hot and wet through the
silky panties
Finally we got to the fucking, and I took my time, eating her, screwing
her, making her suck me off. In the end, Carol lay there on the bed with my
cum around her mouth.
When I gave my next order, she looked dazed and confused: "But, YOU just
fucked me, Frank. Now you want HIM to fuck me? I thought they were just
gonna watch."
I grinned. "Not a chance, babe, all four of them are gonna DO you. Hey,
Babe, show my friends what a hot little cunt you are. Make me proud of you.
They want to fuck you in the mouth, and in the cunt, and in your ass.
They're gonna cum all over you. Now, crawl over to John, Baby, and beg him
to fuck you silly and then cum on your face."
The other four men in the room grinned.
Carol fingered herself as she lay there on the bed. Her long blonde hair
was sticky with my cum and tangled around her face. She moaned. "Oh, God,
oh God, oh God. How did I get into this? Why did I agree to this? What am
I gonna do?" Her whole body was shaking.
Then, slowly, she obeyed. As if in a trance, she got up on all fours and
crawled off the bed and onto the floor, ass wagging, over to where John was
standing with his pants open and his rising cock out. Carol looked up and
begged: "Please, John. Please fuck me? Please take me any way you want?
Please cum on my face, cum in my hair, cum in my ass?"
Looking up at him from her hands and knees, she said, "I'm just a bitch in
heat. Use me."
John thew a pillow on the floor in front of her, knelt on it, and shoved
his cock into her mouth roughly. He started fucking her mouth hard. Carol
managed as best she could, gagging a little but then opening her throat.
She just let his big prick fuck her mouth as hard as it would, ramming
repeatedly into her throat. She breathed when she could. Meanwhile Peter
slid off the couch and approached her from behind as she knelt there on all
fours. He shoved three fingers into her cunt from behind and then used her
slime to lubricate his cock. Then he rammed it home up her tight, wet cunt.
He used her like she was a dog. He fucked her like a bitch in heat.
Up front, John came pretty quickly, spraying long ropes of cum on Carol's
face and over her shoulder onto her back. On her face and in her hair it
mixed with my cum and made a slimy paste.
Carol was moaning, "Oh, god, Oh god, Oh god, Frank, please... please stop.
I wanna stop."
Pete looked questioningly at me, but I said, "Shit, man that's not the
'safe' word. Fuck the bitch!"
Carol moaned some more, in a daze, "What? Safewooo...? Oh God, oh God, what
am I gonna do? How am I ever gonna...?" Just then Peter pulled out of her
cunt and rammed his meat up her ass. She made a muffled scream as her head
was driven into the pillow on the floor in front of her.
Peter, too, didn't last long in that tight hot butt hole. He rammed into
her ass and came hard, then pulled out and shot the last couple shots of his
cum up her back. The girl was turning into one cum covered slut.
The other two men, Harry and Jim, had been watching and jacking themselves
off meanwhile. Now they were both pretty close to cumming. As Carol sat
back on her haunches, catching her breath, Jim grabbed her by the hair and
forced his cock into her mouth just as he started spraying gushers of cum.
He got most of it in her mouth, but a lot of it splattered on her face too.
She swallowed what she could.
Then, he clamped his hands on each side of her head, fingers down, palms
over her ears. He swivelled her head roughly to Harry's cock as Harry
exploded into her gasping, cum-drooling mouth. His jizz ran down her chin
and splattered on her tits. The bitch was practically covered in slime.
I said, "Stand up, cunt. Stand up and bow your head and tell us you love
it all. Tell us you can't get enough cum. You are a guilty bitch who
deserves to be beaten. You wish you had more holes so you could take even
more cocks."
Carol stood, nude and cum covered, looking totally humiliated, like a slave
girl who knows that she has no right even to live. She looked down at the
floor and repeated the things I told her to say. "I am a whore. I love
cock. I should be beaten. Oh, God, I am so bad. I am a worthless slut."
Slowly the men got dressed and left the house with Carol standing there,
head down, nearly motionless for ten minutes.
When they'd all gone, I said, simply, "Okay."
Carol broke from her trance. "God, that was good," she sighed. "Tonight
was SOOO good! I'm gonna be sore, but it was worth it. I hope we can do
it again in two weeks, please, Frank?"
"Not next week?"
"No," she said as her attitude changed into her sharp business tone, the
one she uses as the BOSS of her own electronics firm when she orders men
around all day. "I can't do next week. I have to go to fucking Milwaukee to
put together a fucking regional deal with fucking Wisconsin Bell." She left
the room.
As she returned with a wad in her hand, I said, "Only next time I'm
bringing two men...and a woman." Carol gasped as arousal and anticipation
already began to work on her.
"Oooh," was all she said as she handed me the wad. The wad was that our
continued business relationship cost her. It was the price she had finally
agreed to pay for my professional pimping service. My $1000 fee.
"See you in two weeks then," I said as I headed out the door on my way home
to my wife and children..
The end.
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