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   The Slutress is a series of sexual encounters by
   Cynthia Haygood, the wife of Benjamin Haygood, a
   wealthy and influential political figure on the
   West Coast of the United States. This is Episode
   One, our first encounter with our Slutress. (All
   comments, questions, concerns and/or ideas may be
   sent to the address below and will be forwarded
   to the author.)

      
"The Slutress" - Episode One 


Cynthia was already running late as it was, but the blue lights in
her rearview mirror told her she would be further delayed. She
cussed silently as she pulled to the side of the deserted two-lane
road.

Two police officers walked toward her car, one stayed behind
toward the trunk as the other came to the drivers side door, "May
I see your license please, ma'am?" asked the officer.

"Certainly officer, was I going that fast?" Cynthia reached for
her purse, took out her wallet and handed the officer her license.

He looked it over as if trying to find an error, "Well Mrs.
Haygood, yes you were, 20 miles over the speed limit in fact.
Could you please step out of the car?"

He opened the door for her. Cynthia knew her outfit would raise an
eyebrow or two. After all, she had dressed for sex this evening.
Her lover, Charles, a black man she had met in college, was
waiting her arrival along with two of his friends. She had always
had an insatiable appetite for sex and Charles was just the man to
help her when the husband was away on business.

"Place your hands on the trunk ma'am," the officer instructed.

"What? Is that really necessary?" Cynthia asked indignantly.

"Just do as you are told, Mrs. Haygood."

Cynthia flashed a glare to the other officer who she noticed was a
well built black man, at least 6 feet tall and no less than 220
lbs. She placed her manicured hands on the trunk of the Mercedes
and waited for the inevitable body search. She just knew if she
was a man they would have given her a ticket and she would have
been on her way by now.

The black officer walked toward Cynthia and stopped at her side,
"looks like she is dressed to impress tonight, Jim," he commented.

"Yes indeed my friend, perhaps we should get a closer look." Jim
walked up behind her and ran his hand down her back.

"What is this all about, just give me my ticket and let me get out
of here already," Cynthia pleaded. But her body reacted deep
within to the officer's touch, after all, she had been fantasizing
about this weekend for quite some time.

"I don't think you are in any position to tell us what to do Miss,
now you be a good girl and you'll be on your way soon enough. Or
if you wish, you can resist and we'll take you downtown for the
evening."

Cynthia didn't like what that implied, and with these men being
police officers and her a speeding citizen, she figured she should
just play along to see what happened. She hoped they would just
have a good feel and be satisfied. After all, she had three black
men waiting to ravage her, or vice versa, and she didn't need to
waste any time in a jail cell.

"How bout we see if she is hiding any weapons, Anthony," Jim
suggested.

"Sounds like a plan,"

Jim knelt behind Cynthia and with both hands grabbed her left
ankle, sliding his fingers over her three-inch heels and
commenting on how sexy they looked, "I just love the way your calf
muscles bulge in these shoes Mrs. Haygood." She wore no hose, only
heels, a thin cotton sundress - black like the shoes, with no
underwear or bra, just as Charles had instructed her to do.

Her skin tingled under the touches of Jim and the scent of Anthony
was starting to affect her. She could feel her pussy getting wet
and knew it wouldn't be long before they realized how turned on
she really was.

Jim's hands moved higher, under the hem of her dress, to her
thighs, squeezing and kneeding them.

A low moan escaped Cynthia's lips as her backed arched slightly,
showing off the ass she kept in shape with workouts three times a
week.

"I think she wants a little more Jim," Anthony teased as he saw
Cynthia's body language.

"Let's make sure," Jim moved his fingers to her pussy, "my god,
she's soaked!" He informed Anthony with excitement.

Anthony leaned toward Cynthia's face and licked across her cheek
before he whispered, "You little slut." His breath hot on her
skin.

Cynthia's knees buckled as a finger entered her wet pussy. Any
resistance remaining, melted away under the firmness of her black
captor. Moaning seductively, she pushed backwards onto Jim's
finger, "yessssss, please, give me more," she hissed. Her breaths
had become shorter, yet deeper.

As Jim inserted a second finger, Cynthia reached toward Anthony
and rubbed her palm against the bulge in his black polyester
pants. Looking into his eyes, she bit her bottom lip and tilted
her head back, moaning as Jim slipped a third finger deep inside
just one of the three holes she lived to have filled. Her lips
parted and eyes glazed with the craving for cock, nice hard dick.

Jim grabbed a fist full of Cynthia's shoulder length black hair
and pulled her toward him, he pus hard cock pressed tight against
her ass, careful not to let the three fingers inside this hot
woman's cunt slip out.

She could feel the heat of Jim's cock through their clothes. Her
juicy cunt needed, craved and depended on receiving a constant
flow of cock, that is what she lived for - hard, throbbing, man
meat. Jim leaned forward and whispered firmly into her ear, "And
just how much more do you need, slut?"

She wasn't sure of the answer, she was insatiable, and wanted it
all in every conceivable position and situation possible. "I need
it all, sir." Cynthia replied as she ground her pussy harder onto
his fingers.

Anthony moved between her and the car and began to pinch her
nipples. She responded by massaging his semi hard cock with her
hands. Jim relaxed the grip on her hair and she melted onto the
chest of Anthony with Jim staying glued to her back, rubbing his
hands up and down her sides and ass. She had two men in uniform
surrounding her and she was loving every second. If only there
were more she thought.

Cynthia's breathing was erratic now as she craved to be filled,
"Please, I need to taste your cock," she purred as she bit at
Anthony's shirt, playfully pulling but painfully hoping the
polyester would tear. Her fingers worked on his belt as she
continued her pleas, "I want to slip your black cock into my
mouth, please let me suck your cock, Cynthia began nibbling her
way down his chest, "I want to feel your shaft grow between my
lips and run across my tongue." She worked his zipper down and
began pulling at his pants.

At that moment she thought about where they were, on the side of
the road, though somewhat deserted, there was always the chance
someone would drive by, but if they didn't mind, she wasn't going
to say anything.

She dropped to her knees at the sight of the officer's black cock,
it was semi-hard, and hung away from him before dropping straight
down like a fishing rod when you are reeling in a big one, and
this was definitely unsmall. Cynthia had never been one to carry
around a ruler, but his cock went from the middle part of her palm
to her elbow. And he was every bit as thick as the woman's wrist.

"Look at her, like a thirsty dog to a bowl of water," Jim looked
on in amusement as Cynthia grabbed the black cock in her hand and
gazed at it with awe.

"I have never seen such a large and beautiful cock officer,"
Cynthia rubbed the length of his dick on her cheeks, forehead,
neck and lips. It oozed heat from the sheer size of it all.
Nothing turned her on more than the feel of a large cock slowly
growing in her hand and mouth, stretching her lips wider and
crawling deeper into her throat. "You like black things, yes?" Jim
asked.

Cynthia knelt before Anthony and bent her head upwards, her back
arched to give Jim a good view of her ass. She looked into the
black man's eyes. Holding the now hard cock over her mouth, she
breathed warmly on his tool, "yessssss, nothing turns me on more
than a big black cock rubbing against my body, fucking my holes,
and shooting its sperm deep within my stomach." Cynthia meant
these as sincerely as she said them. Her voice husky with lust,
her body language screaming to be taken and fucked.

"Then you'll love this," Jim said as Cynthia felt an object
rubbing against her aroused pussy lips.

Cyntia held still, but unconcerned as long as the object was going
to fuck her.

Anthony watched as Cynthia's eyes glazed over with lust when Jim
inserted the black night stick into her pussy, letting the head
tease just within her now dripping cunt. Both men watched as she
bent her knees a bit more to try and suck the stick further
inside.

Her hand tightened its grip on the black cock beating her lips and
Jim moved the stick a few inches deeper, slowly turning the stick
like a screw. This sensation caused a low moan to escape Cynthia's
lips right before she dove onto Anthony's gorgeous cock. Her
tongue circled the rim then teased the underside of the shaft
before heading to those golf ball sized balls and to suck them
into her mouth one at a time.

"Dayum baby, you look so sexy worshipping my cock on your knees,"
Anthony eyes were beginning to glaze as well.

"Not as sexy as a black cock makes me feel, lover," Cynthia shoved
his cock into her mouth - her body shuddered. The warmth of his
meat filled her mouth as she pushed further still, until her nose
touched the top of his cock hair. She could feel the head of this
humongous cock deepwithin her throat, her circulation momentarily
cut off. When she first began deep throating, the sensation of
having the air circulation cut off was horrifying, but when she
grew accustomed to the sensation and realized all one needs to do
is lift their head a few inches, the battle was won.

Jim began moving the stick slowly in and out, he pushed till the
handle stopped further penetration. She whimpered at the depth of
his penetration but after a few strokes was giving as good as she
was receiving from Jim's night stick.

"Yes, give it to me," Cynthia begged, "god yes, fuck me, fuck me,
pleeeeeeease."

Jim moved the stick in and pushed deep, he began with small
circles within her. Cynthia could feel it pressing against her
insides, stretching her pussy in ways it had never experienced
before.

She dove onto Anthonys cock, enjoying his blackness sliding past
her tongue, through the back of her mouth and down her throat. Her
hips began swaying to the rhythm of the pounding she was
receiving.

"That's it baby, suck my black dick like the whore you are,"
Anthony urged, "I know all white women crave what we can do for
you." He grabbed her head and began forcing her mouth harder onto
his cock. The slutty lipstick she had put on only an hour earlier
was a mere memory now, the large black dick fucking her mouth was
the cause, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

"Time for your cunt to have the real thing bitch," Jim let the
stick slip out and replaced it's hard coolness with a warm cock.
Jim's balls came to rest against her clit as he held his cock
against the bottom of her cunt. She could feel his cock pressing
against the magical button in her pussy.

Slowly Jim began moving his cock from side to side, then in small
teasing circles, He trace his cock around the button she craved to
have stimulated.

Cynthia began to drown in the situation, she sucked hard on
Anthony's cock as Jim slammed her from behind. Her grunts were
muffled by the large dick in her mouth.

"You are one hot slut, baby," Anthony said, "Perhaps you should
speed more often." His cock was completely soaked from the mouth
fucking he was receiving. Cynthia was able to take his whole cock
now and was using this to great advantage. Suddenly Anthony's cock
started to bulge and she knew he was close to cumming. She pulled
her mouth off his cock.

"No baby, please, don't stop know, suck that cum out for me,"

"But I want you to fuck me with it"

"Don't worry about that, you slut," He smiled warmly and giggled
lightly, "this cock will load up all three holes when ever you
want it."

At that moment, Cynthia knew she would be coming through this town
more often.

"Mmmmm, then by all means, sir." She dove back onto his cock and
began to stroke his shaft while she sucked furiously at his rim
and head. "Cmon baby, give me something to drink, I am so thirsty,
I need your cum, please Anthony, fill your lil slut's stomach and
mouth with your liquid treasures." She meant every word. Her
breaths were more like pants than actual breathing.

Her body worked on Jim's cock as she felt an orgasm approaching, "
ughh, uuhhuuhhh, mmmmm - that's it, fuck me b-b-baby, I am going
to cummmmmmmmmmm, AAAHHHHH, " Cynthia felt her orgasm spread
through her like a wild fire through a forest, hot, intense. Her
cunt grabbed and sucked on the cock who caused this reaction. Her
moans vibrated Anthony's cock and sent him over the edge.

He grabbed the back of Cynthia's head and rammed his cock into
her. "now babyyyyyyyyyyy, ahhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmm yeaaaaaaaaaa" The
cum was not even tasted in her mouth because of the depth of his
cock.  His squirts went straight into her throat and began the
coating of her insides.

Cynthia bucked and moaned uncontrollably. She felt so sexy, so
slutty, so content, and so desired all at the same time. Anthony's
cock pulsed as the last drops of sperm leaked into her mouth. She
hungrily licked around his shaft, under his balls, careful to lap
up all his cum.

"Look at this rich bitch let loose." Jim said.

Cynthia could feel Jim's thick cock streaming into her, feeling
her pussy with a strangers cum. "Yea baby, that's it, give mamma
all your cum."

He spanked her as the last tremors of her orgasm rippled
throughout her body.

Suddenly Jim thrusted hard sending her crashing onto her stomach,
her dress and face in the dust as he took out his cock and placed
the head at her ass.

Cynthia would be pissed about him getting her so dirty but now all
she wanted was to be fucked in the ass. "Yea baby, that's want I
want, shove that nasty cop cock of yours up my whore ass, show me
what happens to bad little girls who speed." She arched her back
as her asshole begged to be fucked and her pussy looked as if it
always was.

The cock went into her slowly. Jim obviously was concerned about
hurting her. This realization made Cynthia want to please them
even more, "Oh yesssssss, Jim, feed me your cock lover, deeper for
me, please do me and make that ass yours." Cynthia was use to
getting fucked in her ass, something Charles had turned her on to
many moons ago. The sensation was like none other for her.

Anthony appeared and slapped his cock on the top of her head.
Teasing her and taunting her. "Look at you, you nasty little
bitch. Whimpering like a dog in heat and giving up your body for
total strangers who have thrown you in the dirt and are using you
for their lustful pleasures."

The cock in her ass was driving her wild but she wanted to feel
the power of Anthony's cock.

"Yes I am a cock whore, and if you don't fuck me with that
gorgeous cock of yours now I think I may self cumbust," she looked
over her shoulder, "let me suck my pussy juice and ass of that
cock for you lover."

Jim simply smiled and grabbed her head when she came into reach.

"On your back bitch," Jim ordered, pointing to the ground.

"Yes Sir," Cynthia immediately replied, throwing herself over and
lifting her dress over her head. She dug her spiked heels into the
dirt and lifted her hips, rotating them seductively while she
fingered her opened ass and dripping cunt, "let me feel your power
lover, please, give me that black cock."

"You want this bad don't you slut?" Jim grabbed his cock and began
waving the monster around. Cynthia could not take her eyes off the
dark totum pole.

"Oh yes, sooooooooo bad baby, you know I do, please," Cynthia was
now whimpering and losing all self respect. She flung her arms out
to the side and grabbed handfulls of dirt and dumping them over
her body.

"You are a bad bad girl," Anthony giggled, "we better get going."
The two men started walking to their clothes.

"NOOOO, no you cant do this!" Cynthia pleaded, "Please, give me
some black dick." Cynthia scampered to her feet and ran to Anthony
as he got to his car. She dropped to her knees and rubbed her
hands on his still hard cock. God she loved that. "Please don't
take it away from me without filling my pussy with your juices."

"You'll be coming back through after your weekend trip slut, just
make sure you come during the second shift and we will find you."
He paused and grabbed her hair, pulling her face into his crotch,
"take a deep breath and think about this cock in your ass, and
perhaps even a few of my friends."

The thought of a group of cocks had Cynthia's pussy oozing more
cum. "As you wish sirs."

The two got in their car and drove off.

Cynthia wondered what she would tell her lover, perhaps the truth,
he would be proud of his little rich slut. She giggled, slipped a
finger inside her pussy, then sucked as she drove to Charles.
After all, more cock awaited.

      
      *** Stay tuned for Part II of "The Slutress" ***


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