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Important Discovery (MMF, nc)
by Louis (c) 1992


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   Barbara was thinking about her lunch date with Julie when the doorbell
rang. She was relieved when she heard the reply through the intercom. It was
the workmen she had been expecting all morning. They had finally arrived.
Perhaps there still was a chance to keep her date. If only they would finish 
in time. It wasn't that lunch with Julie was that important, just that she had
cancelled their planned lunch only last week at the very last moment, and,
she'd hate to have to do it again. After all, Julie was being kind enough to
treat her to lunch to celebrate her 30th birthday. Barbara had become very
depressed at leaving her twenties behind her forever. She needed the company 
so she could listen to Julie tell how she had coped with this exact problem 
only six months before. She had thought about cancelling the workmen, but, 
she knew that, if she did, her husband, Bob, would be furious since it took 
over three weeks to get this appointment to repair the fireplace.
   When she let the men in (there were two) she couldn't help but notice how 
they looked at her, scanning her body from head to toe, pausing to stare right
into her eyes, then, descending over her body once more. Although she felt
embarrassed, the obvious appreciation the men were showing for her body was
somewhat stimulating as well. "Will you be finished by 1 PM?" asked Barbara.
One of the men answered, "We can't say until we've checked out the problem,
ma'am. Where's the fireplace?" Barbara directed them into the den and pointed
to the fireplace in the corner of the room. She then walked out and returned 
to the bedroom to finish putting on her makeup.
   She could hear the workmen in the den. There were various sounds, including
the sound of their voices, but, even though she tried, Barbara couldn't make
out their words. Then, the noises stopped, and, for quite some time there was
nothing but silence. Were they finished? Could they have left? They hadn't 
been paid yet. Suddenly, Barbara noticed in the mirror, the images of both men
standing in the doorway of the bedroom. What could they want? Turning towards 
them, she asked if the repair was completed. The same man who had responded 
to her before said that it was and they were waiting for her to "pay for it." 
She didn't like the way those last three words sounded, ominous to say the 
least.
   "What do I owe you?" she asked?
   Both men smiled and walked into the bedroom. The larger of the two grabbed
her by the shoulders and literally picked her up out of the chair until she was
standing. He then turned her around so she was facing them. "Are you a whorish
cunt, bitch?" he asked. "What did you say?" said Barbara, angered by his 
question. 
   The man grabbed both her arms, whirled around behind her, then pinned her 
arms together behind her back. "Get on your knees, bitch!" he commanded.
Hurting her by twisting her arms tighter, he said, "Right now cunt, if you
don't want to get hurt!" Quickly Barbara knelt directly before the smaller 
man.
   "You're going to pay the bill now you slut. Don't speak unless you're spoken
to, and, you had better obey me quickly when I order you to do something, or
else you will be very, very sorry. Is that understood cunt?" When Barbara
didn't answer, the larger man nodded and the second man slapped her, hard,
across the face. "Yes. I understand completely." Barbara quickly answered.
   The other man unzipped his fly and stepped out of his pants, then he
removed his shorts. "My God!" thought Barbara. His cock was at least ten
inches, and, it was very, very hard! They were going to make her suck it! She
had never even done this to her husband! Before she could think again, the
larger man ordered her to open her mouth, wide. A slight twist of her arms was
sufficient motivation for Barbara to comply. The other man placed his cock on
her bottom lip. He then rotated it all around her entire lip, smearing the red
lipstick she had applied only a short time before. "Kiss it" said the man
behind her. Closing her eyes, she kissed it tenderly. "Lick it, and open your
eyes so you can see what you're doing!" She had to obey. They would hurt her if
she didn't. Yet, what was this strange feeling that had come over her, the
sensation of heat rising steadily between her legs, her nipples were now hard
as a rock? 
   "My God" she thought, "I'm enjoying this!" She licked the cock running 
her tongue up and down the shaft between the man's balls and his nicely
circumcised head. "Beg him to put it in your mouth" came the next command.
"Please" Barbara found the words flowing willingly from her mouth, each
syllable being uttered as her lips maintained contact with the shaft. "Oh
Please. Stick it in my mouth. Fuck my face with your long, beautiful cock. 
Ram it down my throat. Please. Oh Please do it." The man obliged, and Barbara
licked and sucked his cock, surprised at how easily she could adapt to this,
learning how to take the air into her lungs between ministrations. She felt
like a whore, a slut, a sex-crazed nymph - and she loved how it felt! The cock
in her mouth began to spasm, finally injecting its hot seminal fluid into her
mouth and down her throat. She loved it. She wanted more!
   "Now, cunt. Turn around and do me." came her next command. With no
hesitation whatsoever she made the 360 degree turn without rising from her
knees. "You take it out this time." she was told, as her arms were freed to
complete the task. Eagerly she removed the man's cock, and, as before, she
kissed it, licked it, then took it into her mouth, sucking passionately on her
newly found delicacy, performing until she was pummelled with scum a second
time, but, this time, the man withdrew from her mouth and directed the hot
stream right into her face!
   "Stand up. Go to the center of the room. Take off your dress." she heard 
the man command. As she removed her white knee-length skirt, she could see her 
image in the mirror exciting her even more. "Now take off the bra and panties. 
Keep the rest on." She unsnapped the bra and her excited breasts popped into 
view. When she removed her white, silky bikini panties, she noticed the stain 
her flowing juices had left right in the crotch. "Stand up straight. Spread 
your legs. Wider than that, bitch!" She obeyed, exposing her nearly naked body 
as much as she could. She was now wearing only her white garter belt, her 
nylons, and her matching white heels. With her legs spread so wide, she had to
be careful to maintain her balance on the heels. "Now, cunt. Play with
yourself. Start with those tits of yours. Make them both get really hard. Then
play with that pussy until it's soaking wet. I want to see your juices flowing
down your legs." Embarrassed at the thought of performing this degrading act 
in front of these men, yet very erotically stimulated at the same time, Barbara
began to make love to her own body, following the man's commands to the letter.
As she did, the smaller man took a camera out of his toolbox and snapped many
many photos of Barbara as she played with her tits and cunt. "Stick some
fingers into your asshole you whore, then, make yourself cum." came the next
command. The result was a shattering orgasm, stronger than any she had ever
experienced before. It was fantastic!
   "Lick your fingers clean! Go to the bed. That was only a deposit, slut. Now
you're going to pay the bill in full." Barbara did as she was told, and, both
men used and abused her body for the next hour and a half. They fucked her 
one at a time and both together, one fucking her pussy, while the other fucked 
her ass! Barbara came time after time after time. 
   When the men finally had had enough, they got up from the bed and dressed.
"We'll be coming by once a week to check out the fireplace. It's included in
the price." said the man. "Make sure you keep your Wednesdays free from now 
on, got that bitch?" "Yes sir, I will" said Barbara, knowing full well that 
they had uncovered a whole different side of her, and she loved it! She was no
longer depressed, but, oh, she had to call Julie and cancel the luncheon, being
careful not to reschedule it on a Wednesday so she'd be able to enjoy the
unique pleasures she'd been introduced to today. She masturbated again while
thinking of the day's events, and the anticipation of more to come produced yet
another orgasm. Suddenly, her age was unimportant. She had a new purpose in
life, and she loved it!

 
 
