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Retribution by Osric134 (Mf, MF, Fm, Anal)
   She was tight, very tight.  I pushed into her and loved the sound of her
squeals of pain.  Her finger dug into my shoulders and her mouth sought
mine.  The little bitch belonged to me now, I had spent time and lots of
money to get her.  It was all to pay her father back for kicking me out of
my £65,000 a year job that I had been in for the past twenty years.  I had
worked hard to make Regis International the financial giant it was, keeping
my salary low while other directors kept upping theirs.  The improvements I
had made to their IT systems paid dividends when I had been nominated for
several IT awards by various magazines.  Then this twat had been brought on
as CFO, effectively my boss as I fell under finance, and he replaced me
with his son.  He even insisted that I train him, which I refused.  I was
placed on gardening leave for three months before I was kicked out.  At
forty five it was not very easy to find another job an I was out of work
for nearly three months before a small start-up company snapped me up. 
"You worked for Regis." Said Brian Smalls, "I've read all about you and we
need someone like you on our team." I had a pay cut, but it was still good
money.  Anyway, I had always said it was not about the money.  That was
when I met Tim Felstead's daughter, Emma.  She was on a school placement
scheme at my new office and in her eyes, I was famous.  She had seen me on
TV and in the magazines her father had brought home.  She was all starry
eyed and kept grinning at me.  Here I was a mid-forties black man, slightly
out of shape, and this sixteen year old was all gooey-eyed at me.  When I
learned who her father was I nearly died.  "Can I come to lunch with you?"
she asked.  I was about to say no, when another idea hit me.  "Sure." I
said.  I took her to a posh restaurant nearby and dined her, gave her a
little wine and then took her back to work just slightly tipsy.  As she was
working with me, I didn't have to worry about any problems.  After that I
wined and dined her every working day.  Then I got her in the server room
one day and pushed my tongue down her throat.  She didn't even try to
resist as I fingered her little pussy and nibbled on her tits.  Now I had
her in my bed, driving my thick, black cock in and out of her tight,
slippery young belly.  I had been fucking her for several weeks now and she
was finally used to my cock.  She had cried the first few times, it was a
bit big for her tiny pussy, but she loved it now.  She lay under me, her
thin legs wrapped around my hips as I slid back into her belly.  "Oooooh!"
she moaned.  I fucked her until she orgasmed again for the forth time, it
was time for her arse now.  I eased out of her, loving the sound of both
her sighs and the juicy "Slurp!" of my cock leaving her sweet pussy.  I
rolled her onto her belly and enjoyed the sound of her gentle sobs as she
prepared for her buggering.  The petroleum jelly was still on the night
stand where I had left it the night before, I reached for it and scooped a
little on my finger, dipping it into the crease of her tiny bottom and
rubbing it into her anus.  She pushed her bottom up, giving me access as I
had taught her.  I greased her liberally, then fingered her bottom for a
while, helping her to relax.  "You're such a good girl Emma, that's why I
like you so much." I told her as I climbed onto her back and pressed my
cunt-juicy cock into the gully between her small, round buttocks.  "Now,
relax for me Baby!" I pressed in, finding her anus and rubbing my cock
against it.  I pressed up against it, using a little pressure until I felt
the muscle give.  She gave a sharp intake of breath and I sank slowly into
her tight bottom.  "Ugh!  Oooooh!" she gasped.  I had buried some of my
cock into her and started fucking her arse very slowly.  I wanted to enjoy
it for a very long time.
   By the time Emma's placement had come to an end and she went back to her
school, she was completely hook on me.  She thought she was in love with me
an I egged her on.  I was a widower for four years, I had long since
stopped looking for sex.  Now I was enjoying my 'youth' again in a youth.
She called me on Saturday.  "I want to see you...  Please!" she begged. 
"Come to the house." I said and hung up.  She was there in an hour, she had
hired a taxi to bring her here.  We were in bed in minutes, my cock buried
to the hilt in her lovely tight pussy.  "I love you so much!" she cried as
she orgasmed.  "Yes, I know." I said as I stuffed her some more.  I sucked
her small titties and licked her pussy, making her cum again.  She
whimpered as I fucked her bottom all afternoon, making her lick me clean
afterwards, telling her that I loved her as she gazed up at me.  I sent her
home with two loads of sperm up her bum and one in her stomach.  After
that, I used her body every weekend.  Then she came crying to me one
evening at my house.  "I missed my period!" she moaned.  I smiled and
kissed her.  "Don't worry Honey, everything will be fine.  If you're
pregnant we'll look after things, you and me.  But you can't tell anyone
I'm the father, I'll get in trouble and I won't be able to help you at all
while I'm in jail." She stared at me in horror.  "No!  You can't got to
jail, I won't let them find you." she cried, hugging me tightly.  I smiled,
pleased that I had her.  I would make sure that she had my child.  I kissed
her and soon we were in my bed, my cock back deep in her sweetly sucking
mouth.  I fucked her and came inside her several times that afternoon,
sending her home full of my sperm.  All hell broke loose when she told her
father that she was pregnant.  Her mother was said to have fainted and her
father was apoplectic.  He tried to get her to have an abortion, but I had
convinced her to keep it.  Finally he demanded to know who the father was.
She refused to talk, even under threat of her being thrown out.  She knew I
would take her in, so she didn't back down.  He relinquished and his wife
tried to make sense of it all.  I was a very happy man.  I would love to
see that look on Tim's face when my child was born and he saw that it was
black.  One day I would tell him that I was the father and enjoy seeing him
stew.
   It was mid July when another interesting development occurred.  I met
Tim's wife at a party for an old friend at my previous company.  He didn't
attend, but she did and I was introduced to her by my old director. 
"Samantha?  This is Keith Hinds.  He used to work for us for many years,
brought in many changes that not only saved this company millions, but also
helped us recover costs we didn't know we had been paying.  Then your
husband came along and got rid of him." Jerry Solomon told the woman, the
look on his face was priceless.  Samantha Felstead blushed a deep red with
embarrassment, she obviously knew who I was and what had happened according
to her husband.  "Oh!" was all she could say.  I smiled at her and asked
her if she would like something to drink.  "Er, yes.  A vodka Martini
please." "Coming right up pretty lady!" I smiled and went to the bar.  She
was still blushing when I came back with her drink.  "So what do you do
when Tim is away all those days in Florida?" I asked her.  "Oh, I have my
children.  They keep me busy." she said, taking a sip of her drink.  "Yes,
I did meet your daughter.  She took a placement at my company.  She was
working with me for a while.  Lovely girl." "Um, yes she is." she smiled,
it was strained.  "It must be quite lonely though, being away from your
partner for so long.  I lost my wife a few years ago and it still gets very
lonely at night." I said, making my face very sad.  "Oh you poor man." she
said, resting her hand on my arm.  "I do understand though.  Sometimes I do
get very lonely." she admitted.  During the rest of the evening I plied her
with drink, getting her to talk about he sex life was easier than I thought
and her loneliness made it easy to see that she was desperate for love.  I
danced with her all night long and had her in a dark corner of the club
with my tongue in her mouth, my hand gently fondling her rather nice arse.
I rubbed my erection against her belly and I saw her eye go wide.  "God,
that feels big!" she gasped into my mouth.  "It is.  You want to see it?" I
asked.  She nodded.  We ended up at my house, naked on my bed.  My big,
black cock was sawing in and out of her pussy as she lay under me, gasping
for breath.  She was tighter than she should be for a woman with two kids.
Every stroke of my cock brought a long, guttural moan from the horny woman.
She clung to my body, much as her daughter had done only the week before as
I ploughed her pussy until she screamed out in orgasm.  I kept her in my
bed all night, fucking her all night long.  She was too weak to stop me
buggering her in the morning.  I forced my long, thick tool up her lovely
bum and she cried, begging me to pull it out.  But I kept her in my bed, on
my cock until nearly midday before I took her into the shower and then
called a taxi for her.  She had been delicious.  She now had my number on
her phone.  She called me the very next day, saying that she wanted to
talk. I invited her back to my place and she arrived at about six in the
evening.  I pulled her to me and kissed her.  She didn't even try to resist
as I took her upstairs and fucked her holes again, filling her sexy bottom
with cock and sperm.  After that she came every night when her husband
wasn't in.  I loved hearing her whimpered moans as I fucked her gorgeous
pussy until she orgasmed on me.  "I've never cum like that before.  I've
never cum on a cock before.  You make me feel so good." she said clinging
to me as I reamed her juicy pussy out.  I fucked her all over the house, in
every room.  I enjoyed her lovely, neglected body until she professed her
love for me.  "I don't love you." I told her and she fell to her knees
crying.  I pulled out my cock and fed it into her unresisting mouth.  She
sucked wonderfully and drank my sperm before I bent her over the dining
room table and buggered her.  She kept coming back for more and I kept
treating her badly, telling her horrible things.  I called her my personal
whore and my slut.  She cried, but did whatever I wanted.  I was still
fucking her daughter on the weekends, her belly was getting bigger. 
Samantha was getting needier and needier, I started putting her off,
starving her of cock.  She called to beg me to let her come to me and I
would refuse.  She eventually came to the house and made a scene, crying at
the door until I let her in.  I made an angry face at her.  "Why are you
making such a scene?" I shouted at her, playing up to the neighbours. 
"Please don't push me away.  I need you, I love you!" she cried.  Hugging
herself to me.  "Stupid woman.  I told you that it was just sex!" "Please,
I need you." she begged and I pulled her inside.  She was past
embarrassment, ready for what I had planned next.  I fucked her hard, deep.
She orgasmed twice before I buggered her, her legs on my shoulders as I
stared down into her face.  "I love doing this to you.  You have such a
tight arse, just like your daughter's." She stared up at me.  "W...  what!"
"Your daughter.  Who do you think she having a baby for.  I reamed her
sweet little arse out right here on this bed for months." I told her as I
shoved deep and made her groan in pain, "Fuck you're tight back here.  Just
like Sweet Emma.  Now I have both the mother and the daughter." She
whimpered as I repeatedly rammed my cock into her bum, grinning down into
her face as she gasped and groaned under me.  I kissed her, she opened her
mouth for me and sucked on my tongue.  She didn't leave my house until the
next morning.  "Why did you do that to me, why did you tell me that?  You
didn't have to tell me." "I wanted you to know.  I have you both and I
don't intend to stop having you.  You belong to me now, mine to fuck as I
please."
   Samantha became pregnant for me six moths into Emma's pregnancy.  She
came crying to the house, telling me that she had been having morning
sickness.  I was overjoyed.  Emma was crestfallen when I informed her that
I had made her mother pregnant.  "You lied to me!  You said you loved me!"
she cried.  "What makes you think that I don't?" I asked her angrily, "Your
mother was all over me and I was a bit drunk.  She kept coming back
afterwards." "You didn't have to go with her." Emma accused.  I pulled my
cock out of her with a juicy "Slurp!".  "Leave!  I want you out of my house
now!" I demanded.  The girl was terrified.  "No!  Please!  I didn't mean it
like that, Darling I love you.  I'm sorry..." she cried, clutching at me. I
slid all the way back into her again, bringing a long gasp from her. 
"Good, well let's hear no more about it.  Your mother is just meat for me
to fuck.  You're different." I said.  It seemed to satisfy her and she was
soon humping up at me, kissing me desperately.  I continued to use both
women separately, Samantha during the week and her daughter on Saturdays.
Then I met an old female friend I had not seen I many years, Veronica Lake.
She was part of a gang in those days who went around raping men.  I had
nearly been on the receiving end of one of those rapes once.  She was
telling me how lonely she was since her boyfriend had been killed in a
motorcycle accident.  "You know I could get you a nice bit of white meat.
He's single, still lives at home with his parents and has a great job. 
What do you think?" She looked at me with a growing smile.
   Veronica called me a few months later to say that she had found, met and
raped the young Felstead boy.  She had taken him at a bar one evening and
drugged his drink.  Now she had fucked his holes and beaten him into
submission after many nights of hot, dirty sex.  She had him wrapped around
her finger now and he had already bought her a now sports car.  He had
moved in with her now and she was already using him for her personal
pleasure.  I now called up Samantha and insisted that she leave her husband
to come and live with me.  She and her daughter moved in with me and shared
my bed.  Timmy was left a broken man and eventually quit his job.  Now I
own his old house, his wife and daughter too.  I have two young children, a
girl by Emma and a boy by her mother.  Jeremy, Emma's brother still works
for the company, but he works to please Veronica now.  I saw Tim Felstead
the other day.  He was standing by the roadside outside one of the banking
district buildings.  I had his wife on my arm, rather his ex-wife.  She was
married to me now.  He saw me and his face went red.  I smiled at him. 
"You should never have fucked with my job!" I told him and walked away.
   End 
  
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