Lets be frank. Money makes the world go around. Everytime, everywhere. The power of the greenbuck is world renowned. And even a loving couple like Holly and Mark Stevenson couldn't save themselves from this entrapment. It all started with the decline of the internet businesses in 99. Mark, who used to make a more than better living with his online trading company, saw his business take a fall right in front of his eyes. But somehow or the other, he managed to hang in, continuing the decent, if somewhat restricted lifestyle that he and his loving wife had gotten used to. Unfortunately, even that became difficult in recent times dueto a mix of bad luck and bad judgement.
When Mark had started out, he had become an instant millionaire, like many others on the net. Thats how he managed to earn Holly's hand. Holly belonged to an extremely rich family, a family that disowned her after she married Mark, and was used to certain comforts of life that appear luxuries to you and me. In Mark, she found a lover who could indulge her, and allow her to continue with her high society lifestyle. Of course when things started going bad for Mark in business, the family life followed suite. Constant nagging, constant fights and even more constant periods of indifference. Holly was unhappy because she could no longer frequent her favorite boutiques, Mark was angry because Holly was still spending a lot, way more than he was making.
Laurence knew about their troubles and often amused himself with their constant high pitched fights. He lived right next door so more often than not, he could hear them shouting through the walls of their expensive house. He often wondered if he could use these fights for his benefit. He had always been fascinated by Holly, though she had usually been less than polite with him. It was probably because she could sense his perverse thoughts through a medium that is so unique to women. But polite or impolite, Holly was a hot woman. She would soon be turning 30, but for all purposes, she could have been 18. Whenever Laurence looked at her blonde hair falling all over her sweet and innocent face, whenever he saw those large brown eyes that were both deep and warm, and specially whenever he saw her extra large breasts screaming to come out of her usually tight t-shirts, his heart would skip a beat or two.
But love and lust were not the only emotions that Laurence had in his heart for the sweet Holly. Revenge was there too. And it had been Holly's own actions that were the cause of this feeling of revenge. Like most beautiful women, Holly has a certain arrogance about her. A look that said don't touch me. And with Laurence, this look was even more prominent on her face. Her actions were even more so. Often she had snubbed a delightful good morning from Laurence, and even more often his hand held out towards her. And so yes, Laurence wanted Holly, but even more than that he wanted revenge. And indeed a plan had been forming in his mind over last couple of weeks.
Seeing their neighbor walk into their house, Mark and Holly turned towards him. Their facial expressions were different. Mark was actually looking ashamed, but Holly was as cold as ever. Her dark and large eyes gave another cold stare to Laurence. Only this time, Laurence welcomed this stare with a certain feeling of relief. What he had in mind was indeed extremely perverted, and he was unsure if her would be able to put his plan to practice. But that stare told him that yes, this was the right thing to do, specially to a bitch like Holly.
"What do you want?" Holly asked him, her voice as cold as her eyes.
"Holly..." Mark didn't like his wife talking that way to neighbors.
"Let me handle this, will you?" Holly didn't have time for being polite, and even less time for Mark. "So what can we do for you?"
"It is more like what I can do for you." Laurence's face showed no reactions at the rudeness of Holly, but his insides were now fortified, devoid of any guilt.
"What the fuck do you mean?"
"You need money, right?"
"Look Laurence, thats mighty nice of you," Mark interuppted, "But we don't need charity."
"It ain't for charity, and it ain't for you Mark." Laurence told him. "It is for Holly. I know she wants to go out shopping, and I also know you can't afford it. Hopefully a 1000 dollars will buy me a couple of days of peace from this constant bickering and fighting that I am subjected too."
"Look we don't need your money.." Mark started getting angry but Holly cut him off.
"I can do with a 1000 bucks. At last I will be able to do some shopping, I'm tired of living like a bum."
Mark gave her a stare, and if looks could kill...
But looks can't kill and Holly stretched out her hand for the money.
"Not so fast dear, there is something you must do for me."
"What?"
"You gotta be my bitch for the day!"
"What the fuck! You out of your mind man? Thats my wife you talking too!" Mark was ready to hit Laurence but Holly stepped in between. She told Laurence to wait and the she pulled her husband into a corner, whispering something that Laurence couldn't hear. When the couple came back, Mark looked completely disgusted, but Holly was smiling naughtily.
"Its a deal." She told Mark, stretching out her hand again, only to be rebuffed by Mark.
"In due time." he told her. "Come with me, both of you."
"What the fuck I got to do with it?"Mark asked.
"Shut up and come Mark!" Holly scolded her husband, then pulling him by his hand, forced him to follow Laurence.
Laurence walked to his car and motioned them to get in. Holly next to him and Mark on the back seat, he started driving aimlessly around the town. When Holly wanted to know where they were going, she was told to shut up. Bitches don't talk, they do what they are told to do. They drove aimlessly for around half an hour and then Laurence stopped the car in front of a street bum, who was just walking down.
"Want a fuck man?" he asked the derelict, who was just as stunned as Holly and Mark. But a street bum is a street bum, and anyways no man can deny such an offer, so he got into the car. Laurence drove back to his appartment, drawing pleasure from the look of horror on the face of Holly. He couldn't see Mark, which was just as well, for he didn't want any feelings of guilt seeping in.
Upon arriving at the his house, he urshered in his guests. And then handing over the money to Holly, she told her, "Get naked."
Inspite of the presence of the derelict, a smile was evident on the face of Holly. Certainly it was the money, but that bothered Mark. He would rather have her screaming and shouting. If she had, he may even have let go of his plan, for he still liked Holly quite a lot. But Holly was determined to go through anything. It felt good to have money in the hand, and if she must fuck to get it, she may as well enjoy it. When Maurence told her to get naked, she took off her clothes without another word. Mark just sat there, grinning foolishly, unable to decide the right reaction for this moment.
Watching Holly get naked was a pleasure, inspite of all the feelings of revenge. Her skin was soft, her body shapely. And her breasts even better than Laurence could have dared imagine. They were like too huge globes, clinging tightly to her body. And inspite of their size, they didn't sag a bit, just as if she were a teenager. Her nipples were pink, and for the moment soft, but Laurence hoped that would change. When her pink g-string came off, Laurence wished he was the one who was fucking her. It was beautiful and hot at the same time. Her pubic hair were trimmed into a landing strip. Her pussy lips were devoid of any hair whatsoever. They reminded Laurence of his first girlfried, when he was 14. She must have been 12. But even nearing 30, Holly was the hottest woman he had ever seen.
Once she was naked, Laurence went near her, touching her soft skin, massaging her huge boobs. Laurence had a certain touch that all women crave. A mix of hard and soft, of firm and delicate. Soon Holly was moaning, wishing she had been more polite to him. She had never dreamed that Laurence, or any man for that matter, could touch that way. It was certainly way different from Mark, who was more direct. And then to her surprise, she felt something cold and plastic on her pussy. She looked down. It was a dildo like she had never seen before in her life. Shaped like a cock, made of clear white plastic with blue impressions all over that jutted out in regular circles. At once she wanted it inside her cunt, and that she got.
Laurence started by teasing her clit all over, allowing her pussy to get thoroughly wet. Once he was happy with the amount of moistness, he started inserting the toy into the sweet and suprisingly tight cunt of Holly. Mark couldn't be as big as he looked, or the two hadn't made out in years! For Holly's pussy was really tight, tighter than anything Laurence could remember. Well, that would change, wouldn't it! And indeed Holly soon felt her pussy stretching as the huge dildo entered her tight cunt. She could feel the blue impressions all inside her, touching her g-spot that Mark hadn't even known existed. The dildo was working magic in the experienced hands of Laurence.
At first he was gentle, inserting it slowly. Then he changed the pace, moving it inside out at a feverish pace. Pain filled the body of Holly, but pleasure was not far behind. Within a matter of minutes, she was ready to cum. And oh how she wanted to cream all over this amazing toy in those amazing hands. But this was certainly not part of the plan. And Laurence, sensing her orgasm, pulled the dildo away quickly, leaving her high and dry. It pleased him immensley to see her pussy push up, trying to follow his toy, wanting it, wishing for it. And then he told the derelict to get naked.
The bum was already hard, and when Holly saw his dick, all her excitement died down. It was a fine example of how a man's cock should not be. Though it was quite large, it was bent in a downward arc. Holly wondered just how it had gotten to be so. But Laurence didn't give her much time to contemplate, pushing her innocent mouth over the derelicts hard cock, forcing Holly to suck on it.
Mark just sat there and watched his wife sucking on a weird cock of a street bum that he would have never even let near her. But Holly sucked, and she sucked well. Somehow, she wanted to make a good impression on Laurence. Maybe it was because of the immense pleasure she knew he was capable of giving her, or maybe it was just greed, hope for earning more money this way. Putting a hand on the derelicts dirty cock, that smelled like rotten fish, she engulfed it in her mouth. She sucked long and hard, hoping to make him cum and get it over with. Laurence had other ideas.
Once he deemed she had sucked enough she told her to bend over. The bum came inside her from behind, without any protection whatsoever. Holly had never experienced such a feeling. His cock was bent all over, filling her, but touching all the wrong points. And though the bum moved fast and hard, it gave no pleasure to the young blonde wife. She only hoped he wouldn't cum inside her. And luckily for her, Laurence didn't want that either.
He watched happily as the street bum fucked the hot and classy wife of his neighbor. A feeling of fullfillment came over him. But the lesson of the day wasn't over yet. He told the bum to take his cock out of her cunt.
Holly found herself sucking the dirty cock once again, replete with her own pussy juices. Only this time her orders were to make him cum. So she sucked harder than before. So hard that her mouth hurt, but Holly was determined to get it over with. And finally she was rewarded with a stream of alcholic cum all over her face. The first stream hit her beautiful eyes, surprising her. From there it flew all over into her hair. She would not be allowed to wash it off. Once the derelict was done cumming, Laurence moved over and put a 100 dollar bill on Holly's forehead, sticking it with the bum's cum. Then he watched happily as Holly wiped the derelicts cock clean on his orders. Now a small stream of tears were flowing out of Holly's eyes, with the realization of just how low she had sunk. But now was too late.