Perverts 'R' Us

The Key

By Alan ( M+/F, ir, b/d, cons )

Sari had been showing her sexy body off to everyone at the shopping center again. I saw her so often as I follow her from a distance. I didn't know what she was thinking as she pushed her little daughter around.

I watched her luscious bum, squeezed into the tight jeans. I could see the outline of the panties she wore. As she bent over to speak to her daughter I could see the waistband of her panties - white with a lacy edge, they appeared to be much too sweet for the slutty arse that wiggled its way around, turning male heads while their wives tell them to behave. I heard one woman say to he husband, "You wouldn't go with her, would you? The way she dresses, she is up for anyone." The man nodded in agreement as he looked over his shoulder to watch her walk in the opposite direction.

You could read his thoughts through his eyes. Of course he would love to fuck her, make her beg for his cock, cum over her face and then walk away and leave her.

In reality I am sure she is a lovely person. Her daughter is always nicely dressed, and she always looks after her. I know I have been following her for some time now. I am obsessed with her. I know she wouldn't give me a second look, though.

As she stopped to get a drink, I kept an eye on her daughter as she went to the counter. You can't be sure these days. There are so many strange people around. She moved the buggy to a table on the edge so she could watch the people pass her table.

She really was a flirt as she smiled at men as they looked at her. She was very careful, though. She chose men who could trouble her, but men with girlfriends or wives. I watched as the female half pulled the men away from looking.

It's the older guys who were the most bold. They came over to her ask her a stupid question so they could get a better look at her tits. She knew they were looking as she arched her back and thrust her tits out, making it easier for them.

One old guy was so taken with her that he got a hard on just standing there. I watched him become embarrassed when she noticed and commented on it. He covered his cock with a paper and walked off. He did look over his shoulder as he walked towards the toilet to have a wank.

I have never seen her with a guy. I am sure the little girl's dad isn't around. I wondered if she was horny and this was the way to get her excitement. It must be difficult for her to take men back with her little one. She so obviously adored her and wouldn't hurt her at all.

I had been following her from behind today, and as she turned around I saw why the men were looking at her. She had a cropped tee shirt that was shorter at the front than the back. It was cut off just below her tits. If she stretched up to reach anything, anyone could see the bottom of her tits. You could see the outline of her bra and it appeared to be a half cup. Her nipples were poking through the material.

She must be at least a B cup, and they looked exquisite - no jiggling around, but with a perfect cleavage that would take a cock with ease.

I imagined bucking my hips with my cock between her tits and she was holding them together to make a heavenly gap to fuck. As I came, I would shoot over her chin and lips. Her mouth would be open and some would land in it so she could swallow it down. Then her tongue would snake out, looking for more cum to drink.

As I sat there daydreaming, I got a hardon - harder than I have had for such a long time. At night I came easily as I thought of her undressed and fucking me, telling me how good I am.

I watched her get up, her little girl giggling as she strapped her back into her buggy. She pulled her jeans up so the material cut into her slit. She wiggled her arse to get her panties comfortable, and then walked off.

Once again, all eyes were on her.

I started to take more notice of her and saw that she was wearing pointed shoes with high heels that made her look even taller or at least her legs longer. Either way she was perfect.

Her long, sun-bleached hair flowed down her back, cascading over her shoulders, caressing her skin with every movement. It made me shiver just thinking about touching her hair, running my hands through it and brushing it for her.

As I walked along side of her I could see her fingernails were immaculate, perfectly shaped, but not too long. Her fingers were slender. I wondered if she played the piano, they looked so thin and long.

Her flat stomach was showing over the top of her jeans and below the tee shirt. I saw that she had her belly button pierced with a ring. My mind went wild with thought of securing a thin gold chain to it and tying it off so she couldn't move. I'm not a sadist, but I would love to see her secured as I fucked her. It's lovely to have a female who is unable to move or do as she wants.

I could see her deep blue eyes under her sunglasses. They were as magical as a sparkle that catches everyone's eye.

I watched her as she was stopped by a black man. He seemed to be very fresh with her. He stood very close and was touching her trim waist. I was jealous, as I had wanted to do that for such a long time.

He kissed her on the cheek and they walked off together. I hadn't seen him before. I know her mum lived down the street from her and as they walked past her mum's house the black man hung back. Sari knocked on the door and her mum welcomed her in. It was only a few minutes later that she came out by herself.

She looked for the black man, and once they were out of view they held hands while they rushed to her house.

I lived opposite her in a flat. I could look into her bedroom as long as she left her curtains open. A couple of weeks ago I helped her do some wiring in her house. I am the local handyman.

I worked on the house while she was out shopping or taking her daughter Anne to play group. I took the opportunity to fit hidden cameras everywhere. It may seem obsessive, but she is so beautiful I just wanted to see her more and more.

I was in my flat and undressed the time it took them to get upstairs. I switched the monitor on to see what was happening. I have set up a video as well, so if I miss anything I can watch it later. Of course she has some fucking that I have watched more than once.

I could hear music on as she danced to it and undressed. She didn't have many clothes on anyway. She was down to her small cotton panties. I love it when she wears them as it accentuates her arse.

She was forced down on to her knees and made to suck his cock. That is OK, but it was the way he forced it into her mouth and forced her head down on it. I could hear her gagging over the microphone. I wondered about phoning her so she was released, but thought against it.

I could see he had his large cock down her throat and she was crying with the effort. Her mascara was running down her cheeks. He pulled her off and pushed her to the floor. He stood over her and undressed.

He made her cry as he told her she was a slut, a whore who opens her legs for any man with a hard cock. He slapped her and told her he was going to make her his white bitch. He wanked his cock and let the pre-cum drip into her eyes and then told her to leave it. She moved her hand, saying it stung. He nudged her with his foot and said she needed to do as he said otherwise he would have to train her.

Sari cried.

He told her to get on the bed and open her legs. As she lay there she watched him take a scarf and tie her wrist to the bed head, then the other. He then took another scarf and covered her eyes.

I watched as she lay there motionless. The black man got between her legs, pulled her panties to one side, and stuck a finger up her cunt roughly. As he finger-fucked her, he licked her clit until she came over his lips. He placed her feet near her arse and opened her knees wide.

He curled his finger and started to force his fist up her cunt. Sari was saying they were too big, but he pushed down on her tummy and pushed harder. His fist was inside her, up to his watch. He smiled as Sari asked him to take it out.

Without saying anything he pulled out, making her scream with the pain. With her legs still up, he got between her legs and slipped his cock along her slit until he hit her clit, making her shudder.

As she came he thrust his cock up her, making her scream and cry again. She asked him not to be so rough, but he was ball-deep within two thrusts. He fucked her hard and abused her as he wanted. Sari lay there, enduring the punishment. She was pleased as he pulled out, but then he pushed it up her arsehole. Sari screamed even louder as he fucked her, slapping her arse cheeks until he came in her. Pulling out was painful for her.

Without a word he got dressed and walked out.

Sari was asking if anyone was there, but there was no answer. She was alone. I watched as Sari tried to get loose.

I made a quick decision and I was letting myself in with the key I had cut. I made sure no one saw me and Sari couldn't hear me. I carried a bag of things with me. I walked into the bedroom and just stood there, looking down at her as cum seeped out of her arsehole. Even like this she was beautiful and I had her for myself.

I got some things out that I needed and I set them along the edge of the bed. I untied her wrists, but pulled her hands behind her back and secured with a tie wrap. I left the blindfold on.

I turned her onto her back, but her hands were in the way so I fitted a belt around her waist. After undoing her hands I secured them down by her waist in a strap on the belt. I am sure she felt better like that.

I knew I didn't have much time as I bent down and sucked her cunt. The smell was intoxicating after her fucking. She came over my tongue. I had been waiting for this moment for ages.

I couldn't hold back as I got between her legs and slid my cock up her. The black man who had fucked her wasn't big so she didn't notice the difference with my 8 inches as I fucked her. I pulled her nipples and sucked them hard as we fucked.

I stopped and decided I needed to leave my mark. I turned to my tools and produced a ball gag which I fitted. She shook her head to stop me. I tied it behind her head, making sure her hair wasn't in the way.

I took a shape needle and pinched her clit and swiftly pierced it. I fitted a gold ring that had to be cut off. She bucked around with the pain.

I passed a gold chain through her belly button ring and tied it off. I passed the other end through her clit ring and pulled it tight. If she straightened her legs it would be too short and hurt.

I slipped my cock up her again and the pressure of the ring made her cum. As her legs dropped it pulled and she came again. She had no idea how to deal with the orgasms or where to put her feet.

I lifted her legs and slipped up her arse. The cum from the black man lubricated it for me and made it easier for her as well. I tweaked her nipples as if I was going to pierce them and she shook her head as I forced my cock up her arsehole.

I came up her arse and pulled out. I took the ball gag off and made her suck my cock clean. I knew she acted like a slut and I wanted to treat her like one. I kissed her and dressed. I put my things back in the bag I left the belt to last. As I released her arms I loosely secured them to the bed head to give me just enough time to get away.

I had loosened the golden chain as I left her. I made sure no one saw me leave and rushed back to my flat. I was at my monitor to make sure she was OK. I couldn't see her anywhere and as I panned around the room I saw she was looking out of the window. She was still naked with cum seeping out of her arsehole and running down her thigh.

I peeked out of my window to see her looking my way. I quickly ducked down. She turned around and walked into the bathroom. I watched her shower and carefully wash her cunt and arsehole. She took special attention to the new clit ring. My phone went and as I spoke to my friend, Sari dried and dressed and left to fetch her daughter.

It was a couple of hours before she returned. I had to go out during the evening, but left my video running. I arrived home late and very tired and went straight to bed. In the morning before I woke, my phone was ringing again and again.

As I answered it bleary-eyed I realized I was speaking to Sari. She asked me if I could do a job for her, even though it was Sunday morning. I said yes and she added she will make me breakfast and coffee.

I knocked on the door and Anne opened it and said hello to me. She followed me into the kitchen and sat down to eat her cereal. I just had coffee. As Sari chatted to me I asked what she needed doing. She asked me to change her door locks, as someone had stolen her keys.

As I watched her walk to pick up the new lock I saw she was sore. I asked if she was OK and she commented that she had a new piercing and then smiled.

I changed the locks and gave her the keys. She asked how much she owed me and I told her nothing. She said she had to pay me something and again I said "no need." She thanked me and as I left she thanked me again for looking out for her and then pushed a key into my hand. As I left she said, "Come over anytime to see if I am OK." She kissed me as I left.

I hadn't had the nerve to take her up on the offer until a parcel was delivered to her. I couldn't see what she had received.

She left about 7:30, took Anne to her mother's and then returned home. Anne must be staying the night.

I watched her on my monitor as she took the box to her bedroom. She undressed and with her back to me was taking something out of the box. She fitted a ball gag on herself, then a leather mask covering her eyes, but the last thing got me harder than ever. She had soft handcuffs on. She secured one end to her wrist and then the bed head. Before she secured herself to the bed, with her little finger motioned me to come over. She secured herself and lay down with her legs apart.

I picked my key and bag then walked over to her house.