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Subject: {ASSM} Second Place Part 7 (nc, humil, blackmail)
Date: Sun, 8 Oct 2000 02:10:02 -0400
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----- I am reposting all chapters of Second Place, from 1 to 17, after
which I will post the conclusion to the story.
XOXOXO Terri -----
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Steven -----
Terri's husband, Steven, had been having weird dreams. Not that they
were in the least unpleasant. In the dreams, other women were in bed with
him, alternately going down on him and fucking him. His wife always
watched from the doorway of their bedroom, set back in the shadows,
masturbating. It was always vague, but he knew she was really getting off
on watching, by the way she was gasping. At various times during their
marriage, he had heard her gasp like that, when his tongue had found just
the right spot and assaulted it relentlessly. Sometimes Terri was giving
the other woman, or women, instructions on what to do. And sometimes in
the dreams, after Steven had climaxed, whether in the mouth or cunt of the
woman with whom he was being shared, Terri would go downstairs and the
women would fuck.
Steven imagined that his imagination was just working overtime. Nor
could he blame it...for it seemed his wife had lost all her sex drive.
Just the other night, the guys had all gotten together at Scott's home for
a party. Scott's wife, Angela, had gone to the video store and chosen what
she deemed an "appropriate" video for a boys' night out, then had wisely
left the guys alone to enjoy it. The porn starlet in the movie bore an
uncanny resemblance to Terri, and after watching the first scene, where the
young blonde actress took on three mailroom boys, Steven excused himself
and hurried home. Extremely turned on, he had crawled into bed with his
wife with a raging hardon. But she had only pushed him away. It seemed
that this was becoming the norm.
Terri was also spending more and more time away from home. When he
would ask her about it, she'd often snap at him, asking why he mistrusted
her so much. He also noticed--but didn't ask about--her new wardrobe.
Miniskirts, camisoles, halters, lace bras and panties, corsets, garters,
hose.
Steven was growing increasingly frustrated. So when Carrie, a temp
working in his office, invited him first out for lunch, then later out for
dinner, he went.
Danielle -------
Revenge was sweet, the pretty brunette reflected to herself as she
stepped out of the shower and toweled off. The ruined look on that uppity
little blonde bitch's face, when she found out that her wedding ring had
been pawned, had been worth a thousand orgasms. Not that Danielle wasn't
already off to a good start in achieving that number, she smiled to
herself. On the drive home, she had handled rush hour extremely well,
wisely using the time to reacquaint her pussy to her favorite vibrator, to
the tune of three orgasms. She gave herself another when she slid the
cum-covered toy into her tight ass. The bewildered motorists around her
had clearly never seen anyone so happy about bumper to bumper traffic.
Once home, and in the shower, she had let her fingers do the walking, and
twice more had peaked. Then she had adjusted the shower head and laid down
on the shower floor, spreading her legs and letting the high-powered jet of
water beat down on her clit. Four more cums, as she imagined her hapless
secretary's tongue serving her down below.
Climbing onto her bed, Danielle shed her towel and her fingers found
their mark again. With her left hand she played with her clit; with her
right hand, she fucked herself with first one, then two, and finally three
fingers. She felt great but the only problem was, her hands were beginning
to ache. Danielle wished her slave/secretary were there to service her.
Then, she thought evilly, why do I have to wish for it? I own the fucking
little whore!
Panting heavily, the saucy brunette picked up her phone, and punched in
a number she knew by heart. A number which would make a pager go off
somewhere across town. A page that, if not responded to within ten
minutes, would result in a number of interesting packages and letters being
mailed out to the husband of a certain blonde bimbo.
Danielle put the receiver back in its cradle. She laid back down on the
bed, where the pillow was wet from her hair....and the covers were wet from
her dripping cunt juices. She waited.
When the phone began ringing, she decided to let it ring for awhile.
Smiling, she brought her middle finger to her mouth, and took it in,
lustfully sucking her delicious nectar from it.
Revenge was very sweet, indeed.
Carrie -----
The young redhead was riding her lover for all she was worth. The fact
that he was a married man only excited her more. Besides, considering all
the things the man's wife had done to her best friend over the years,
Carrie felt absolutely no remorse. This wasn't the first time she'd fucked
Steven, of course....but it was the first time that he was aware that she
was fucking him. And Carrie wanted Steven to know, exactly what it meant
to be fucked by Carrie.
Carrie loved being on top. She was in control, and she could put her
lover's cock in just the right spots. And, when she felt him close to
cumming, she could easily back off and let him cool down a little bit.
Which she had done several times, over the past two hours of this
mind-blowing fuck.
"OH GAWWWWWWDDDD.....YEAH LOVER......FEELS SO GOOD.......YEAH!!!!!!!!!!"
Carrie articulated. "Yeah.....your wife doesn't know.....what she's
missing....YEAH!!!!! YES!!! YES!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!"
Carrie bucked, holding on for dear life, as the two lovers climaxed
simultaneously. The redhead's vaginal muscles spasmed and contracted
around Steven's spurting, pulsing cock, as he filled her hole with his
gooey seed.
When Carrie finally eased herself off Steven's dick, she noted that he
was still hard. That just wouldn't do. Taking him in her mouth, she
followed up the fuck of his life with what she hoped would be the blowjob
of his life. She first teased the tip, until he grabbed the back of her
head and urged her to take him all the way in. Which she gladly did,
slurping and sucking his magnificent cock until he was again spurting his
creamy delight, this time into her warm, wet mouth.
Carrie eased out of bed. Her lover made to do the same, but she
gently--but firmly- pushed him back down.
"I just have to go do something. I'll be back in awhile. Stay here."
"My wife--" Steven began.
"--is most likely going to be out, doing god knows what, until well
after midnight. You said so yourself. Stay here in bed.....and I expect
that gorgeous, throbbing cock to be ready and waiting for me when I get
back." To emphasize, the voluptuous redhead took Steven's semi-hard prick
into her mouth, giving it a few slurps. Was that a stirring? Carrie
didn't wait to find out.
Throwing on a nightgown, she left her home and hopped in her car. She
pretended that she had no idea where she was headed, but in reality she
knew exatcly. She passed the point of no return as she guided her car
toward the exit which led to Terri's house.
Ok...so I *am* curious. So sue me! she kidded herself. All kidding
aside, Carrie had found herself very aroused during her previous encounters
with Terri. She had not wanted to admit it in front of Danielle, however.
But with the barrel that Danielle had Terri over, Carrie effectively had an
automaton who would do whatever she liked, and move at whatever pace she
liked.
Idly, the young girl wondered if the blonde slut would recognize the
taste of the cum in Carrie's pussy, as that of her husband Steven.
In any case, it wouldn't matter. Carrie planned on telling her.
Terri ----
The blonde's ass hurt. All the toys--and men's cocks--which had been up
her ass the past few days, had torn up the membrane of her anal canal. But
the worst part was actually the itching, as her reamed asshole healed.
Many times Terri had half hoped that Danielle would send her to a hotel
room full of men to fuck her tight asshole some more.
Aside from that, Terri was still trying to regain her balance. She had
been well-endowed before her mandatory, Danielle-imposed boob job. Now, a
triple-D, her equilibrium was off, and she had actually nearly fallen
forward a few times. And of course, there was the staring, whenever
Danielle sent her on some mindless errand. It didn't help any that her
boss had prohibited her from buying new clothes, and she was confined to
practically bursting out of the outfits she had.
Standing in her bedroom naked, looking in the mirror at her
tear-streaked face, her obscenely giant boobs, and her jet black (dyed)
pubic hair (to make people think she was not a natural blonde), Terri
wondered how she'd been reduced to this. Just yesterday, it seemed, she
had been one of the city's top saleswomen. Well, now she was another kind
of saleswomen, she thought bitterly. A whore.
Her thoughts were cut off by the shrill sound of her pager. When she
checked the number, she saw that it was Danielle calling her. More
humiliation and degradation.
As Terri squeezed her huge tits into her dress, nearly ripping it, she
sobbed openly. Then, bringing herself under control, she headed out to
perform her duties for her boss.
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