Acknowledgment
The Author is once again indebted to Mr. Art Martin for his more
than able assistance in proofreading, editing, and making
numerous suggestions for text changes and additions to "An
Anonymous Informer". For those of you have not had the pleasure
of reading some of Art Martin's work, I suggest you log onto the
following URL and enjoy some truly sensuous and erotic stories
that are very well written: ... RLM
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An Anonymous Informer
by RLM
Vaughan Residence:
It was a typical Monday morning in the Vaughan household.
Edward was putting his graded papers back into his briefcase to
take back to his office at the university where he was a tenured
full professor, no mean accomplishment at his age of 39. His
wife, Diane, was hurrying to get breakfast on the table so Marnie
and Kent wouldn't be late for school and she wouldn't be late for
work at the Star Agency. Diane's accomplishments even exceeded
those of her husband. The Star Agency was one of the largest
advertising agencies in the state, and Diane was the youngest
vice-president in the history of the agency. Her six-digit
salary exceeded Ed's, and when her 1% commissions on all closed
contracts were included, her income was more than twice that of
her husband.
The Vaughan�s two children were equally successful in their
activities. Marnie was a 17-year old, high school senior, honor
student and a member of several student organizations. In
addition, she looked like a younger, carbon-copy of her beautiful
mother. Both were 5'6", between 115 to 125 lbs, with long blonde
hair, blue eyes, and a gorgeous body. Marnie's breasts weren't
quite a full as Diane's 36D's, but they were close. In a few
more years, they would probably be the equal of her mother's.
Kent was a talented, 15-year old sophomore. His grades were
almost as good as his sister's, and his extracurricular
activities were at least the equal of Marnie's, and probably
better. He was a star athlete who spent many hours in the gym
working out and building his muscular frame and reflexes. At
5'10" and 152 lbs, he was quick and agile, an excellent
ball-handling guard on the varsity basketball team, and a
sprinter on the track team.
As soon as breakfast was completed, the family worked together
to clear the dishes and get them into the dishwasher. Diane
raced off to the master bedroom to pick up her briefcase
containing work from her office. Ten minutes later, the family
had assembled in the den.
"What's the current hot project at the agency, Diane?" Ed
inquired of his wife as she turned out the lights throughout the
house.
"Darren has assigned me the Morrison account. It's up for
renewal, and Morrison is playing games with us trying to get a
better deal. He's really happy with the way his sales have
increased since we took over his account, but he's a businessman
who wants a better deal. I'm having lunch with him today."
"Think he'll sign?" Ed asked.
Diane grinned. "Of course he'll sign. I just have to explain
things to him properly."
"Make him a deal he can't refuse, huh?" Kent commented.
"Something like that," Diane laughed.
"Everyone ready? Everybody got the things they need for the
day?" Ed asked.
The family all nodded. Diane took her own car while Ed drove
the kids to school since it was on the way to the university.
Once they were all in the car, Marnie asked, "How are your
classes going, Dad?"
"Very well. I've got some good students this year."
"Any of the sexy coeds ever hit on you for grades?" she teased.
"Of course they do. That's par for the course."
"And?"
"And what?" Ed asked, even though he knew very well what his
sexy daughter was asking.
"Don't act dense, Dad. Do any of them ever get you to change a
grade?"
Ed laughed. "Of course not! That would be unethical. And
besides, they're got really stiff competition from your mother.
Hard for them to measure up."
At this point Kent commented, "Dad, you'd say that even if you
regularly changed grades for favors. So, your comment doesn't
really carry much weight, now does it?"
"I suppose you're right, Kent. But don't tell your mother.
Besides, I really don't change grades for women."
"How about this semester, Dad? Are any of the women in your
class hitting on you for better grades?" Marnie asked, half
teasing... half serious.
At this point, Ed hesitated. Diane and Kent waited, but there
was no response.
"Well?" Marnie persisted.
"Ok. There's one girl in my junior-level who's been trying.
She has to have the course to graduate, and it doesn't look like
she's going to pass. She's pretty worried."
Kent's interest suddenly increased ten-fold. "What's she
doing? Come on, Dad. Fess up."
"I refuse to answer on the grounds that I might incriminate
myself... Fifth Amendment, you know. Anyway, Kent, you should
ask your sister or your mother that question. They know a lot
more about how women persuade men than I ever will."
Everyone was still laughing when Ed dropped Kent and Marnie off
in front of the high school. As he drove away toward the
university, he was still thinking about his son's question. That
particular class met today, and he wondered if JoAnne would flash
him again as she had done the last two times the class had met.
He also thought about the appointment she had made to see him in
his office later this week. But most of all, he thought about
her sexy thighs and large breasts that her blouses were unable to
fully conceal.
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Star Agency:
Fifteen minutes after Diane had reached her office and begun
checking her busy schedule for the day, the intercom on desk
flashed red indicating a voice message from Darren Royall, the
CEO of Star Agency.
"Good morning, Darren. Diane here."
"Good morning, Diane," the CEO responded cordially. "Have you
got a moment to drop by my office?"
"I'll be there in three minutes."
As soon as she entered the spacious CEO's office, his secretary
immediately said, "Good morning, Mrs. Vaughan. Mr. Royall is
waiting for you. Go right in."
"Thank you, Wilma." Although Wilma was pleasant, Diane was
well aware that this was a woman who did not like her.
As soon as Diane entered, Darren Royall moved from behind his
desk, and kissed his beautiful new vice-president. Diane held
the kiss until her boss broke it. "I missed you this weekend,"
he said just before he kissed her again. "I'm really beginning to
hate to see Fridays arrive."
When he finally let his lips slide from hers a second time,
Diane smiled, "If we're going to be busy at this for awhile, I
need to call my secretary and have her reschedule some
appointments."
"Unfortunately, that's not necessary. I've got some
appointments that I have to keep as I'm sure you do. Tell me,
what's your take on the Morrison account? Are we going to be
able to retain it?"
"It won't be a problem, Darren. Morrison knows we've done an
excellent job getting his products before the market and
increasing his sales dramatically. He's just a good businessman
who's trying to maximize his profits. He really doesn't want to
fix something that's not broken."
"I realize that's true, but if we tell him that, he may change
just to demonstrate his independence."
"I have no intention of saying anything like that to him."
"So? What's the approach we use?"
"I'm having lunch with him today. I intend to make it clear
how much I value his business and how much I like seeing him. I
think that will be sufficient."
"I'm sure it will," Darren said with a smile. "You have a way
of convincing men. What I actually wanted to talk to about is a
possible new account with Deveaux Cosmetics."
"We have a chance to get that account?" Diane could hardly
conceal her excitement.
"We do! Maurice Deveaux is not pleased with the current
advertising program the Jackson Agency is providing. He wants a
new approach... something sexy... something will make women want
to buy his line of cosmetics. I'd like for you to handle this.
Can you fit it into your schedule?"
"For this account, I'll make room! As I remember, Deveaux is
trying to market a line aimed at women 35 and up, right?"
"Right. That's why I want you. First, you're the right age.
Second, you're incredibly creative. Third, you're beautiful and
Deveaux has a reputation for liking beautiful women. However, we
don't have anything on the drawing board, so to speak. You'll
have to come up with the entire advertising campaign. Can you?"
"I can! But you know that Fred Jacobs is going to be furious.
He'll still mad that I got the VP's position instead of him. By
the way, what's this account worth?"
"It varies, but for the right campaign, it's probably a $40 or
$50 million account, per year. And don't worry about Jacobs.
I'll handle him. You just concentrate on handling Deveaux."
"God! $400,000 to $500,000 yearly commission if I bring this
in, right?"
"Yes, but I get 40% for giving you the account. Agreed?"
"Absolutely!"
"Good. I knew you'd be excited. I'll have the attorney's draw
up the agreement."
"Great!" Diane started to leave, stopped, and turned back to
face her boss. "Is there anything else you need?"
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University:
Ed looked out over the junior-level class of 44 students. At
the start of the semester, there had been 53 students enrolled,
but the workload and difficulty of the examinations had caused 9
of those initial students to give up and drop the course. For an
upper-division, junior course, this 17% attrition rate was above
average for the university, but it was no surprise to Ed as his
courses were always more difficult than average.
Two minutes before the beginning of class, Ed noticed that
JoAnne Fredericks was again seated on the front row right in
front of him. He didn't employ a seating chart, so the students
were free to choose any seat they wished. It seemed to be an
unwritten law that most students sat as far toward the back as
possible, almost as if they were trying to hide so as to avoid
being called upon to answer questions. However, JoAnne always
elected to sit on the front row directly in front of him. He
understood perfectly why that was her seat of choice.
Promptly at the half hour, Ed began the class with a brief, but
thorough, summary of the material that had been covered in the
previous lecture on Friday. Around the room, he could see the
students busy taking notes of his remarks and of the computer
graphics he frequently employed as illustrations of the important
points.
Edward Vaughan was the consummate faculty member. He was a
full professor, one of the youngest in the university, highly
skilled in cutting edge research in his discipline, extremely
articulate and a brilliant teacher, and, as many a coed had
confided to her friends, very confident and masculine. While not
handsome in the Hollywood sense, he had a rugged appearance that
excited women and allowed him to work well with men. His classes
were intense, content-filled, and demanding. But his teaching
was at such a level that even though the material was often
difficult, after a Vaughan lecture, it seemed almost
transparently clear and easy to the students.
Ed was well into the material for the day's lecture when his
eyes were drawn to JoAnne Fredericks. She had casually crossed
her legs. Her mini-skirt was short, and the action exposed a
large expanse of her thigh. For a brief instant, there was a
break in the smooth delivery, a slight pause. A female thigh
exposed almost to the panty line has that effect on most males,
and Ed was no exception to this general rule.
After the almost imperceptible break, Ed continued his smooth
and faultlessly delivered lecture. Five minutes later, he turned
to the board to draw a diagram by way of explanation of the
material under discussion. When he again turned to face the
class, he found himself staring between JoAnne Fredericks' open
thighs. She had apparently uncrossed her legs while his back was
turned and opened her legs just enough to be certain that he
could see the white of her thin panties nestling between her bare
thighs. When she saw his eyes focused between her legs, she
smiled and spread slightly wider, not enough that anyone noticed
or even enough to significantly improve the view, but just enough
to let him know that she was spreading for his viewing pleasure.
Ed was shocked to realize that he was getting the beginnings of
an erection. That thought was sufficiently scary to cause his
budding hard-on to subside. "God," he thought, "the hot little
Bitch is really turning on the heat."
Ed continued the lecture wondering if JoAnne intended to keep
up her show or even increase it. The thought that she might show
even more worried him. Getting an erection in front of a class
would be a disaster. In his tight pants, there would be no way
he could possibly conceal it. Fortunately, a moment later,
JoAnne closed her legs and kept them closed for the remainder of
the class.
As the students were filing out after class, she approached
him. "Dr. Vaughan?"
"Yes, JoAnne. How can I help you?"
"You haven't forgotten our appointment on Thursday afternoon
have you? I really need some help."
"Of course I haven't forgotten. It's at 4 PM, right?"
"Yes. That's what I wanted to see you about. I can get off
work if necessary, but I really need the money. Would it be
possible to see you after dinner in your office. Say around 7 or
8 PM?"
Ed wasn't born yesterday. "I think it's better if we stick to
the 4 PM appointment, JoAnne. I would have some difficulty
explaining to my wife why I'm meeting an attractive student so
late in my office."
Ed's honesty brought a sly smile to JoAnne's face. "Ok. Dr.
Vaughan. I'll see you at 4 PM. Thank you."
Ed spent the rest of the day writing on a paper he was going to
present in Chicago the following month and then submit to the
premier journal in the field. Before leaving his office at 5 PM,
he decided to check his e-mail one more time.
There was the usual assortment of worthless announcements from
the university's administration. He usually deleted these
without bothering to open them. If any of them actually
contained something of value, a very rare occurrence, one of his
colleagues would alert him. This was a common courtesy among
faculty members to rid themselves of most of the burden of
reading junk from administrators. There was one message from the
organizing committee for the Chicago conference. This he opened
and found several useful hotel reservation forms with
recommendations. He downloaded the forms and put them in the
"important" box on his desk.
At the bottom of the list was a curious e-mail whose title was
"For Your Eyes Only - Orion82". At first, Ed was tempted to
delete the message, but in the end, his natural curiosity won
out. He opened it. For the next 15 minutes he read and reread
its contents that said:
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Dear Dr. Vaughan,
For the sake of formality and courtesy, I have addressed you in
this initial communication as "Dr. Vaughan". This is much too
formal for the type of conversations we will be having in the
future. So, from this point onward, I'll just call you "Ed".
Hope you don't mind. I will using the alias "Orion82" or if you
prefer, just "Orion". As I'm sure you are aware, "Orion" was the
great hunter slain by Atemis in Greek mythology. We even have a
constellation on the equator named in his honor. Like the
original Orion, I too am a hunter, but a hunter of a different
kind. I don't hunt animals. I hunt information, and as you will
learn, I am truly a great hunter worthy of the name Orion.
I have a great deal of information that would valuable to you
in your personal life. But let's not take things too rapidly.
To begin, I need to convince you of the validity of my
information.
Your wife, Diane, will soon be informing you that she has just
been put in charge of a very, very important potential account
for Star Agency. This account is the Deveaux Cosmetics account.
The CEO of Deveaux Cosmetics is Marcel Deveaux, a name you might
want to remember. It will be your Awife's responsibility to land
this account, which her boss estimates to be worth a yearly fee
of between $40 to $50 million. With a 1% commission, your wife
stands to receive between,$400,000 to $500,000 per year. But,
she will have to kickback 40% to her boss for giving her the
account.
You are already aware that she had lunch with Morrison today.
At that meeting, she persuaded him to renew his contract with
Star Agency. She will probably tell you that as well.
I have attached some files that will be of interest to you.
The first is an audio file of part of the conversation between
your wife and her boss when he gave her the Deveaux Cosmetics
account. I have selected only part of their conversation.
Perhaps we can discuss the missing parts later. The other files
are jpeg images of your wife on her way to meet Morrison for
lunch. The first one shows her getting out of her car in the
parking lot of the Garden Cafe. The second one shows your wife
waiting while Morrison is getting a table, and the final one is
an under the table shot I took with a telephone lens. What do
you think of your wife's outfit, Ed?
Have a nice day Ed. I'll be back in touch soon. Orion82
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The e-mail address at the top of the message read,
Orion82@hotmail.com. Ed realized that address was untraceable.
Next, he clicked on the audio file, downloaded it, and then
played the file. He heard:
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"Tell me, what's your take on the Morrison account? Are we
going to be able to retain it?"
"It won't be a problem, Darren." (Here there was a clear break
in the recording. After the break, Darren is speaking.)
"I realize that's true, but if we tell him that, he may change
just to demonstrate his independence."
"I have no intention of saying anything like that to him."
"So? What's the approach we use?"
"I'm having lunch with him today. I intend to make it clear
how much I value his business and how much I like seeing him. I
think that will be sufficient."
"I'm sure it will. You have a way of convincing men. What I
actually wanted to talk to about is a possible new account with
Deveaux Cosmetics."
"We have a chance to get that account?"
"We do! Maurice Deveaux is not pleased with the current
advertising program the Jackson Agency is providing. He wants a
new approach... something sexy... something will make women want
to buy his line of cosmetics. I'd like for you to handle this.
Can you fit it into your schedule?"
"For this account, I'll make room! As I remember, Deveaux is
trying to market a line aimed at women 35 and up, right?"
"Right. That's why I want you. First, you're the right age.
Second, you're incredibly creative. Third, you're beautiful and
Deveaux has a reputation for liking beautiful women. However, we
don't have anything on the drawing board, so to speak. You'll
have to come up with the entire advertising campaign. Can you?"
"I can! But you know that Fred Jacobs is going to be furious.
He'll still mad that I got the VP's position instead of him. By
the way, what's this account worth?"
"It varies, but for the right campaign, it's probably a $40 or
$50 million account, per year. And don't worry about Jacobs.
I'll handle him. You just concentrate on handling Deveaux."
"God! $400,000 to $500,000 yearly commission if I bring this
in, right?"
"Yes, but I get 40% for giving you the account. Agreed?"
"Absolutely!"
"Good. I knew you'd be excited. I'll have the attorneys draw
up the agreement."
"Great! (Here there was a pause in the voices.) Is there
anything else you need?"
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At this point, the recording ended so that Ed didn't get to
hear Darren's reply to his wife's last question.
One thing was certain, Ed concluded. The voices on the
recording were definitely those of his wife and the CEO of Star
Agency, Darren Royall. He had no idea how the recording could
have been obtained, but it verified every thing Orion had said in
his e-mail message. He also wondered just what Darren was
referring to when he said that Diane had a way of convincing men.
Next, Ed opened the three jpeg images attached to Orion's
message. Each was a very clear image that had obviously been
taken with an expensive camera. Each had an explanatory caption
attached that looked as if it had been added with a software
program such as Photoshop.
As soon as he saw the first one, he did a double take. It was
obviously Diane, but he had never seen the outfit she was wearing
before. It certainly wasn't the one she was wearing when she
left the house that morning. Where in hell had she changed
clothes?
The second image showed a full frontal shot of Diane. Her
outfit exposed at least a third of her large breasts, and the
skirt just barely reached mid-thigh level. In addition, there
was a slit up the left leg that exposed most of her thigh when it
opened.
The under-the-table shot was almost obscene. It showed his
wife sitting with her legs wide open, her panties on display. He
wondered if Morrison could see them. He must have been able to
otherwise there wasn't much point in Diane spreading like she
was.
Ed was shocked when he realized that he had a massive erection
from looking at Orion's photos of his wife. Placing his hand
around his throbbing shaft, he felt himself throbbing, hard,
rigid, ready. He couldn't remember the last time he had been
this hard. His last thought as he left his office was "Who in
hell is Orion?"
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Evening at the Vaughan's
As Ed helped his wife set the table and fix dinner for the
family, he noticed that she was wearing the same clothes that she
had on when she left the house that morning. If Orion's photos
were authentic, then she had changed a second time before
returning home, which really wasn't surprising considering how
his wife looked in the outfit she wore when she met Morrison. He
wondered if Morrison had had an erection all through the lunch.
As the family was having dinner, Ed asked Marnie and Kent how
their day at school went. As usual, they didn't have much to say
about it. So Ed turned his attention to Diane.
"How did the meeting with Morrison go, Honey?"
"Great. We had a nice chat at the Garden Cafe after which he
agreed to renew for another two years. Couldn't have worked out
better."
"Anything else happen that was interesting?"
"You bet. Royall gave me the Deveaux Cosmetics account. It's
just huge if I can land it."
"What's involved?"
"Well, to begin with, a lot of work putting together an
advertising campaign that will please Mr. Deveaux. Then a lot of
politicking with him to get him to sign. It's certainly not
going to be easy, but the account, if we get it, will be between
$40 to $50 million."
"Wow! That's incredible," both Marnie and Kent said almost in
unison.
Later, as Ed reflected on the conversation, he realized that
Orion's information was totally correct. So the recorded
conversation was probably authentic as were the photographs of
his wife wearing that hot outfit.
"What the hell is going on?" Ed wondered.
After watching the evening news on TV and chatting for a bit
with the kids, they said they needed to do their homework and
went off to their respective bedrooms. Shortly thereafter, Ed
noticed his wife going into the master bedroom. The sight of her
sexy ass swinging as she walked down the hallway immediately
caused his cock to stiffen again.
With his cock doing the thinking, Ed didn't hesitate a second.
When he entered their bedroom, Diane was in the bathroom. She
had already stripped to her bra and panties, which suited Ed's
plans perfectly.
The first thing Diane felt when her husband moved behind her
was his massive erection pressing into her ass. She turned to
speak, but no words emerged as her mouth was immediately covered
by the lips of a randy, excited male who left no doubt as to his
intentions. For a moment, she struggled, but two male hands
quickly invaded her panties where they cupped her ass and then
moved lower to the opening of her vagina. His arms tightened
about her nearly nude body, crushing her large tits against his
chest.
With Ed's tongue deep inside her mouth searching out every
crevice, her words of protest came out as incoherent noise. Her
husband's cock felt like a battering ram against her belly. As
two fingers spread her vulva and penetrated into her hot channel,
her legs automatically spread. At the same time, she felt a hand
moving upward. With three quick, sure motions, he had her bra
open.
When Ed finally broke the kiss allowing her to speak, she said,
"Let me take a quick shower, Honey. I'm all hot and sweaty from
work and fixing dinner."
Her husband ignored her protest. "I like hot women," he
replied as he scooped his wife up in his arms and carried to the
bed. After he had put her on her back in the middle of the bed,
he said in a voice that brooked no argument, "Don't move!"
Diane couldn't tear her eyes away from her impassioned husband
as he removed his clothes. When he was down to his jockey
briefs, she couldn't suppress a gasping moan. A rigid, throbbing
male shaft protruded two inches above the waist band of his
briefs, its head shiny with precum. "Oh God!" she half whispered
in awe, her hand involuntarily moving between her thighs.
Ed pulled the briefs down below his scrotum exposing both the
huge phallus with a strand of precum swinging from its tip and
his sperm-filled balls. Climbing onto the foot of the bed, he
moved forward on his knees until both were between his wife's
thighs. Diane stared mesmerized by the rigid, upright, throbbing
male sex gun with its ammunition containers below.
Wrapping his hand around his weapon, he leaned forward and used
it like a club to whack her panty-covered mound... once...
twice... three times. The sight, sound, and feel of his rigid
cock thumping against her mound was so erotic, so sensuous, so
wild, Diane felt her juices gushing from her throbbing cunt.
Reaching forward, Ed pulled her bra away exposing both of her
heaving breasts with their already hardened nipples. Again her
husband's voice thrilled her: "Panties off! Lift your ass!"
Her entire body was shuddering as she arched her hips high at
her husband's command. She felt like she might have an orgasm
before he even touched her pussy. The crotch band of her panties
stuck momentarily in the wet folds of her pussy. The feel of
them being pulled away caused a hot contraction of passion to
ripple through her vagina. The musky aroma of hot, aroused cunt
filled the room. Once her panties were gone, Diane kept her hips
elevated as her husband pressed a pillow beneath them.
Again Ed's voice sent shivers of excitement through Diane:
"Spread!" came the command. Her legs flew apart and lifted,
knees bent.
Ed surveyed his wife's totally exposed cunt and assholes.
Cuntal secretions coated her labia and vulva. Some had even run
down her ass cheeks. It took all his will power to keep from
driving his cock into her like a raging bull. But first things
first. He moved his head between her wide open thighs.
As soon as Diane realized her husband's intent, she tried to
pull away. "Be still! Keep your legs open!" The strong male
command caused her vagina to contract and throb in a small
orgasm. His lips touched her labia. She felt his tongue sliding
upward along her sex trench sampling her, spreading her open.
Simultaneously, her body went rigid with fear and intense desire.
Her fear and desire both intensified as the tongue sank deeper
and deeper into her sex channel scooping up the juices coating
its walls, tasting her, exciting her.
Her body trembled as she grasped his head with both hands and
pulled him hard against her throbbing cunt. When his tongue
reached her engorged, erect clitoris, she convulsed in an intense
orgasm.
Ed drove his tongue up and down the shaft of her exploding
clit. His wife wailed and screamed... begging him to stop... it
was too intense. Of course, he ignored her. Instead of
stopping, his lips closed around her dancing clitoris and sucked
it hard into his mouth where his tongue raped and tortured the
contracting, pulsing organ.
"AAHHHH!, AAHHH!, AAHHH! OH GOD! STOP! STOP! UUNNGGHHHH!!
OOHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKK!! OOHHHH SHIT! I'M CUMMINGGGG...
CUMMINGGG... AGAIN!!"
Upstairs in her bedroom, Marnie's hand worked feverishly
between the folds of her 17-year old cunt as she listened to her
mother's screams and moans. Her clitoris was erect, hard, and
dancing spastically as she brought herself to another orgasm.
Her secretions had already soiled the bed sheet beneath her naked
hips. When she heard her mother announce that she was cumming
again, Marnie thrust three fingers into her vagina and imagined
that Dad was fucking her pussy rather than her mother's. Her hot
hole contracted again and again.
Across the hallway, Kent was lying naked on his bed. His hips
were arched high as his hand jacked his throbbing 7-inch cock
furiously. He had already cum once and most of the huge load of
semen was still all over his chest and shoulders or on the
headboard where it had shot in one huge stream after another.
When he heard his mother screaming that she was cumming again,
his second load arched high into the air.
Diane's body was still shaking in the aftermath of several
intense, hard orgasms. Her clitoris and vagina still pulsed and
throbbed. Her legs had fallen to the bed where they lay wide
open exposing the throbbing hole of her cunt. Again she heard
her husband's voice: "Cunt fucking time!" Diane jerked her legs
up to present her core properly to the randy male between her
thighs.
She came again, instantly, when the first five inches of the
iron-hard phallus penetrated her vagina. Each time her cunt
throbbed around her husband's cock spike, she grunted and gasped,
"UGH!, UGH!, UGH!, AAHH!, AAHH!, UUMMMM! OOHHH!, UGH!, UGH!"
Another inch sank into her channel. She wrapped her legs
around Ed's hips, her arms around his shoulders, and hung on for
dear life as the entire eight inches of cock slammed into her
cervix. She honked and squealed with female delight as the
fucking began.
WHOOMPPFF!! The spike hammered into the bottom of her
throbbing hole. As it withdrew, the rigid rod dragged over her
G-spot and frictioned her clitoris causing a high-pitched wail to
erupt from her throat.
WHOOMPPFF!! Diane babbled and moaned, "Oh god! YES! FUCK ME!
FUCK ME! PLEASE... DON'T STOP... KEEP FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE!!"
WHOOMPPFF!! "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!"
WHOOMPPFF!! WHOOMPPFF!! WHOOMPPFF!! WHOOMPPFF!! WHOOMPPFF!!
"I'M CUMMMINGGGGGGGGGG!!"
"TAKE MY LOAD, YOU HOT BITCH!!"
"OH YES! SHOOT IT INNNNNNNNNNNN... CUM IN MY CUNT, LOVER!!"
At that precise moment upstairs, Marnie was doubled up into a
ball, both hands still clutching her exploding cunt and clit in
the throes of her fifth orgasm. Across the hall, Kent's prick
pumped his third load of cum across his chest.
----------------------------
After the intense sex, Ed and Diane just turned the bedcovers
down, cuddled up, and went to sleep. Before sleep claimed him,
Ed thought about the musky, somewhat salty and semi-sweet taste
of his wife's cunt that evening. She had clearly been very hot
and aroused, her juices flowing copiously. She had also clearly
been fucked earlier that day. The distinct taste of semen
couldn't be missed. Ever since Billy Marlin had ejaculated in
his mouth during a boy's camp when he was 14, he never had any
problems recognizing the taste.
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The University:
As soon as he arrived at his office the next morning, Ed
checked his e-mail. There was another message from Orion:
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Good Morning Ed,
Could you taste the male cum in your wife's cunt when you ate
her out last night? It excited you didn't it?
Have you ever wondered how your wife managed to become a
vice-president in an agency as large as Star when she's only 37
years old? You know she jumped over more than half a dozen other
people with more experience and seniority.
By the way, Kent is still a virgin and hates it. Marnie isn't,
ad she loves it.
Orion
-----------
Ed was more puzzled than before. Orion probably had Royall's
office bugged to get the recording of him and Diane. Getting the
pics of Diane just required that he follow her with a camera
equipped with a good telephoto lens. And he might have just
guessed that I would eat my wife's pussy last night, but how does
he know the sexual status of my kids?
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The Star Agency:
Diane smiled as she entered Royall's office. As usual, he
kissed her, and she opened her mouth to admit his tongue and then
to slide hers into his mouth. As he kissed her, Darren's hands
thoroughly explored the lush contours of her ass and, as they
were separating, cupped both large breasts.
"Morrison signed," Darren commented as he stroked her.
"I know. I was there," she grinned.
"Did you fuck him?"
"Of course. He would have signed anyway, but this made him
feel like he was in charge... and of course, once he got his
prick into me, he was in charge."
"Any progress with Deveaux Cosmetics?"
"Oh yes! I have what I think is a really good idea for a
campaign. Deveaux is trying to market a line of cosmetics aimed
at women 35 years of age and older. Instead of using young,
beautiful women as models in the ads, we use women 35 and older,
all very attractive of course, and after we show them using
Deveaux cosmetics, we show them in a hot embrace with a young,
handsome stud. Naturally, we show as much as we can during the
embrace and as much of their bodies as possible when they're
using the cosmetics. If that doesn't get older women to buy the
stuff, nothing will."
"That's brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Royall exclaimed.
"Where are we going to get the models?"
"Honey, Every attractive middle-aged woman would love to be on
TV, making money, and getting it on with hot, young, handsome
studs. We probably won't be able to get more than a few thousand
applicants the first week," Diane laughed.
"And how do we sell the idea to Marcel?"
"My plan is to pitch the campaign with Deveaux at the agency
suite. With the right incentives, I think we can sell him."
"I don't know any man you couldn't sell on anything given a day
alone with him in the Suite. Incredible plan. I also have a
great plan."
"What?" Diane inquired as she watched her boss clearing off the
top of his desk.
"Hop up on my desk and I'll give you all the details while I'm
giving you something else."
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2:00 PM - Vaughan Residence:
Due to a teacher's meeting, school had been dismissed at noon
on Tuesday. Before heading home, Marnie and two of her female
friends stopped at a local Subway to have a sandwich for lunch.
The conversation was, of course, about men and sex. Upon
questioning, Marnie confided that she and Ron had fucked in the
back seat of his car the previous Saturday evening.
"Oh Gawd! That's so hot," Betty gushed. "Did he use a
condom?"
Marnie shook her head. "He hates them and so do I. He gave it
to me bare."
"Did he pull out when he came?" Cora wanted to know.
Marnie shook her head. "Have you ever gotten your boy friend
to pull out of you before he cums?" she asked Cora.
When Cora grinned and shook her head, Marnie responded, "Well,
I didn't get Ron to pull out of me either. He fucking filled me
full. I never knew a guy could shoot so much."
Betty and Cora wanted all the hot details and Marnie provided
them with a blow-by-blow and a thrust-by-thrust description. By
the time she finished, there were three very wet pussies at the
table.
"That's so incredibly sexy and hot," Cora whispered.
"Yeah, it was. But let me tell you, it was tame compared to
the way my Dad fucked my Mom last night in their bedroom. That
was really beyond belief."
"How do you know? Did you get to watch or something?" Betty
asked.
"No, but my mom was just going ape... screaming and begging and
pleading at the top of her voice. And she knew we were right
upstairs. Can you imagine how hot my dad was fucking her to make
her lose all control like that. It must have been awesome. And
he screwed her like that for over an hour."
"Wow!!" both girls said in unison.
"Did you get off listening to your dad giving it to your mom?"
"Five times," Marnie admitted.
"Five times? Oh come on. You vibrated yourself to five
orgasms??" Betty asked, the skepticism obvious in her voice.
"I didn't need to use my vibe. It was so damn hot, my fingers
were all I needed. I couldn't stop. You wouldn't have been able
to either if you had been there listening."
Later, Betty gave Marnie a ride home. It was 2:00 PM when she
arrived. At first, Marnie thought she would be alone in the
house since her mom and dad would be at work until sometime after
5 PM. But as she was walking to her bedroom, she heard Kent
grunting and talking in his bedroom. Moving closer, she heard
him saying, "Oh, fuck the hot Bitch! Fuck my slutty Mom harder!"
It was obvious that he was masturbating thinking about the way
their parents had fucked the previous night.
Marnie had never seen a guy jacking off before and couldn't
resist pushing on the door a little. Thinking he was alone, Kent
had not locked it or even closed it all the way. The door opened
silently.
Kent was naked in the middle of his bed. He had his hand
wrapped around his 7-inch cock jacking it furiously as he kept
saying things like, "Fuck my mom's hot cunt... hard... deep.
Give it to her."
Involuntarily, Marnie's hand pressed her skirt against her
pussy and began to rotate it in slow circles. Her brother had
his eyes closed, his hand jacking his rigid cock as he thought
about their mother being fucked.
"Oh Shit! Take my big cock you hot Slut!" he moaned.
Realizing that Kent was not just thinking about their mother
being fucked, but about fucking her himself, Marnie moved her
hand beneath her skirt against the soaked crotch of her panties.
She wanted to get closer so she could see her brother's cock when
it shot off. Marnie pushed the door open wider and it creaked.
Instantly, Kent's eyes opened, and he looked in the direction
of the sound. When he saw his beautiful, older sister watching
him, he abruptly stopped as his erection rapidly subsided. "Oh
Shit! I didn't know you were home."
Marnie was appalled at being caught spying and even more
appalled by the fact that she had so frightened her brother that
his erection had almost instantly vanished. "Oh please. Don't
Stop! Keep doing it," she pleaded. "It's so hot! I've never
seen a guy do it before."
Kent was initially shocked at his sister's request. Then, he
saw that she had her hand under her skirt rubbing her pussy. His
cock immediately began to regain its stiffness.
"Oh god, Marnie. Get on the bed and do it with me. Hurry!"
"I can't. I can't do it right in front of you. You're my
brother!"
"Bullshit! You've been standing there spying on me and rubbing
your pussy while I jerk off. Take off your damn clothes and get
over here on the bed with me!"
Marnie's body was trembling as she moved toward the bed, her
eyes locked on Kent's rapidly hardening cock. Mesmerized by the
large, throbbing male snake, she unzipped her skirt and let it
fall to the floor. Her fingers quickly opened the buttons of her
blouse. A moment later, it joined her skirt on the floor.
Reaching behind her back, she opened her bra and pulled it from
her heaving breasts.
"Jezzzzzzz!!! They're gorgeous!" Kent whispered in awe, his
cock immediately hardening into a rigid steel spike.
Marnie mounted the bed naked save for her panties. They could
both smell the musky aroma of her throbbing cunt.
"Do it, Kent. Do it while I watch. I want to see it shoot,"
his sister moaned passionately.
"Oh god, Yes! Watch me!" Kent's hand flashed up and down his
rigid, pulsing cock shaft. The head was deep purple, engorged
with blood, throbbing, ready to explode. Marnie's eyes were no
more than a foot away. Her hand worked feverishly between her
thighs.
"Ohhhhhh! OOOHHHH!!" she moaned. "It's just huge! It looks
like it's gonna explode!"
"IT IS! I'M ABOUT TO CUM!"
"OH YES! DO IT, KENT. MAKE IT SHOOT!"
"I want to cum on your tits! Can I cum on your tits?!"
"YES! YES!! ON MY TITS! CUM ON MY TITS!"
In one smooth coordinated motion, Marnie lay back on the bed as
Kent scrambled to his knees and pointed his throbbing cock right
at Marnie's big C-cup tits. She stared right at the hole in the
center of the engorged cock head. Automatically, her hands rose
and cupped her tits for her brother's cum shot.
"HERE IT CUMS! AAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
The first huge stream of semen struck Marnie's left tit
drenching it with male juices. The tail end of the stream snaked
down into her cleavage and up the side of her right tit. Kent
altered his aim so that the second gush splattered over her right
tit coating it with cum. Aiming lower, Kent's third cum blast
filled her cleavage with a pool of his semen. The fourth, fifth,
and sixth jets were smaller. Most of them landed on Marnie's
neck, tits, and belly where they formed a thick, milky-white pool
in her navel pocket. By the time the last drops exited his
throbbing prick, his sister was covered with his cum.
When the first load poured over her left tit, Marnie had
gasped. A moment later, her clit and cunt went into a hard,
spastic contraction as she erupted in an intense orgasm. As the
last of the Kent's load coated her belly, she was still in the
throes of her climax, her cunt hole opening and closing
repeatedly as if there were a male organ embedded within.
The Vaughan kids collapsed together, their chests heaving as
they sucked air into their tortured lungs. Kent couldn't tear
his eyes away from his sister's cum-streaked, heaving tits. The
fact that her nipples were hard didn't escape his 15-year old
eyes.
"You came too, didn't you?" he asked.
"Oh yes... hard... really hard! I'm still throbbing. Gawd...
That was incredible!"
"Really? You're really throbbing? Like a guy throbs?"
"Of course. Pussies throb just like cocks. Didn't you know
that?"
"No, I didn't," Kent whispered, embarrassed.
Hearing the embarrassment in her brother's voice, Marnie's tone
immediately softened. "You haven't had sex with a girl yet, have
you?"
"No. None of the girls in my class will fuck."
"They will, Kent. They will. Just wait a year or two and
they'll all be after you."
"Are you still throbbing?"
"Yes... a little."
Kent moved down the bed and hooked his fingers in his sister's
panties. As he pulled them downward over her hips, he met no
resistance. In fact, Marnie lifted her ass to make it easier for
him. Before he tossed her panties onto the floor, he put them to
his nose and inhaled their heady fragrance. As soon as he
smelled the intoxicating aroma of her cunt, his cock once more
began to harden.
Lying on the bed between his sister's legs, he moved forward so
he could see her pussy slowly opening and closing. She spread
wider to give him more room.
Marnie was about to give him some instructions when she felt
his fingers gently spreading her labia open to expose the wet
hole of her vagina and the slowly pulsing clitoris at the top.
Kent's cock was now rigid with desire for the luscious female
hole before his eyes.
Marnie held her breath as she felt her brother's head moving
forward, closer and closer to her core. Then his tongue was
inside her vulva, sliding upward in her trench. She groaned when
he sucked each of her lips gently and then harder. When the
tongue reached her erect, waiting clitoris and slid up its
throbbing shaft, she moaned as her hips arched high to present
her pussy to the male mouth.
Kent was inexperienced, but he had read about the female
clitoris. At first, he was experimenting to find what excited
Marnie the most. When he heard her moan deeply and felt her hips
thrust upward at the moment his tongue licked upward against the
button at the top of her cunt, he knew he had found her clitoris.
Having found the magic key that opens a woman's cunt, he worked
his tongue against her wildly throbbing, dancing clit. Up and
down the shaft causing her to grunt with pleasure... then across
the sensitive tip bringing shrieks of passion from her lungs.
When he closed his lips about the base of her clit and sucked
hard, she began to shake and tremble, and the small female prick
started to contract and throb inside his mouth as his sister
erupted in an intense orgasm.
To his great delight, he discovered that women don't have to
stop after they cum. Pushing two fingers into her convulsing
vagina, Kent continued to stroke Marnie's jerking clitoris with
his tongue. In just a few seconds, his sister was again howling
with pleasure as her hips hammered up and down on the bed.
As her third orgasm approached, his fingers encountered the
raised bundle of tissue inside her vagina right behind her
clitoris. Since it felt different than the rest of her pussy, he
began working his fingers over its surface, pressing, releasing,
pressing, stroking... over and over. Marnie's mouth flew open!
Her tongue shot out and rotated uncontrollably in the air. Her
eyes clenched shut at the same time as Kent felt her vagina begin
to erupt in a series of continuous hard spasms. His sister's
legs shot out rigid; her feet and toes arched backwards; her ass
thrust high as her cunt ejected a huge stream of her juices all
over his face. Her screams of passion were identical to those
his mother was making last night.
Kent continued to work his sister's aroused sex organs until he
instinctively knew he needed to let her come down from the sexual
high. For several seconds, she held her hips high as her cunt
continued to throb. Then, she collapsed to the bed, her chest
heaving with the exertion of her intense climax.
Kent's cock was now a steel hard, rigid spike. It was so hard
that it hurt. Marnie's spasming, soaked vagina was wide open in
front of him. But it needed to be higher. Even though he had
never fucked a girl, he seemed to know what to do. His hands
thrust beneath his sister's ass where he grasped both her cheeks
firmly and pulled her cunt into perfect fucking position. With
his hips lodged firmly and deeply in her sex saddle, there was no
way she could close her legs.
When Kent's body moved over hers to align his sex gun with her
opening, Marnie realized that she was about to be fucked, fucked
by her brother. Instinctively, she struggled, but it was
hopeless and she knew it. Kent's hips drove his entire cock
spike into her waiting cunt hole on the first thrust. As she
felt it stretching her and driving in to the bottom of her cunt,
the taboo was broken, and her excitement and passion flared
again. Her legs rose and wrapped themselves around her lover's
hips, pulling him deep inside her body.
Kent fucked her magnificently... first with steady, hard
strokes, each one driving his full length into her pussy. As
their mutual excitement rose higher and higher, he gave it to her
faster. After a few thrusts, he realized that if he rode her
high, keeping his cock pressed against her clitoris, Marnie's
wails and screams were even more intense. He moved higher on her
body and rammed her even faster. She came, honking and howling.
He felt the contractions of her cunt around his cock. With an
intense grunt of male passion, he hammered in and out of her
fuck-hole until, unable to continue, his semen roared down his
prostate, mixed with the sperm pumping out of his balls, and
ejaculated in a series of intense cum jets deep inside his
sister's throbbing cunt.
Ten minutes later, Marnie snuggled against him and whispered,
"That was fantastic! You're twice as good a lover as Ron, and
with a bigger cock as well."
It was a comment that Kent would remember his entire life.
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6:00 PM - Vaughan Residence:
Diane had just come home and while she was busy preparing
dinner, Ed went to his study to check his e-mail wondering if
there would be another message from Orion. There was.
---------------
Dear Ed,
Hope you had a nice day at the University. I can assure you
that your wife had a very nice day at dher office. I've attached
another audio file that provides some of the details as well as
more jpeg images that are even more explanatory. As they say,
one picture is worth 10,000 words. I know you would prefer
video, but it's much harder to hide video equipment than small
cameras. But, I'm working on it.
I know you're wondering how your wife manages to change outfits
during the day to ones you've never seen. I'll give you a couple
of clues: First, check out the address, Brentwood Tower,
Apartment 2416. Second, check your wife's key case for a key that
seems out of place.
Oh, I need to update you on the sexual status of Marnie and
Kent. I've already told you that Marnie is being fucked
regularly. But I also told you that Kent is a virgin.
Yesterday, that was correct. Today it is not. Your boy just
fucked his first cunt.
Talk to you later, Ed. Orion
---------------
With everyone at home, Ed decided to use the earphones to
listen to the audio file. As before, the sound quality was
excellent. He heard the entire conversation between Diane and
her boss that morning. His cock began to harden when he heard
Darren say, "Did you fuck him?" It got harder still when he heard
Diane replying, "Of course. He would have signed anyway, but
this made him feel like he was in charge... and of course, once
he got his prick into me, he was in charge."
By the time he heard Royall say, "Hop up on my desk and I'll
give you all the details while I'm giving you something else."
his cock had become hard as iron. For the next 10 minutes of the
recording, he listened to the unmistakable sounds of his wife
being fucked.
He knew what the photos were going to show even before he
opened them. The first photo showed a rear view of his wife
alone bending over beside Royall's desk pulling down her panties,
which were already around her knees. In the second one, again
taken from the same camera, she was sitting on Royall's desk with
her legs wide open and Royall eating her cunt. In the remaining
photos, both Diane and Royall were naked. In the third image,
Diane's boss was between her thighs fucking her as she leaned
backwards. The fourth image was a close up shot of his wife, now
lying on her back on the desk, with her cunt filled with a huge
cock. In the last photo, she was riding Darren's cock.
Ed stored all the files and Orion's message in a hidden folder
while he waited for his erection to subside. Once that happened,
he went into the kitchen to talk to his wife.
"Need any help, Honey?" he asked.
"Sure. Why don't you set the table and open the wine. The
roast is done."
As Ed was opening the cabernet, he checked to see if the kids
were within earshot. When he saw they were not around, he asked,
"Tell me, is Marnie having sex yet?"
Diane stopped what she was doing, turned toward her husband,
and asked, "Why do you ask?"
"I'm her Dad. Seems to me that that's something I ought to
know."
"You're right. You should know. She's 17, Ed."
"So?"
"It's not the 1950's, Ed. Today, 17-year old women have sex."
"Ok. I thought so... Who's fucking her?"
"She's had three boy friends that I know of. Her current is
Ron Daniels. I know he's having sex with Marnie, and I imagine
the other two did also."
"Is she on the pill?"
"Of course. I took her to my doctor a year ago."
"Ok. Thanks. I guess I was worried about nothing. I didn't
want her to get pregnant. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I should have, but it's sort of a female thing, you know.
Marnie confided in me, and... I didn't feel comfortable violating
her confidence, but... I should have told you. Sorry."
"Not a problem. I'm just glad you took care of every thing."
During dinner, Ed considered Orion's revelation that Kent had
screwed a girl during the last 24 hours. He had spent last night
at home and went to school today, so when had he had the
opportunity to get a girl in bed? He was certainly handsome and
masculine enough to manage that, but it didn't seem like he had
had the opportunity.
At that point, Ed noticed Marnie's hairdo had pretty much been
wiped out. She had attempted repairs, but it was a far cry from
what it had been that morning. Obviously, someone had gotten her
in bed during the day... probably her boy friend, Ron, Ed
thought. But, on the other hand, he knew that Kent and Marnie
had been together during the day. The very thought of that
possibility made his cock stiffen.
After dinner, while Diane was doing the dishes, he checked her
key ring in her handbag. The key to her car, the house, her
briefcase, and several office keys for the Star Agency, all of
the same type, were there. In addition, there was one more. It
appeared to be an apartment key. The number 2416 was etched on
the key!
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University - 4:00 PM - Thursday
At 3:30 PM, Ed waited in his office for JoAnne Fredericks to
show up for their 4 PM appointment. He thought about her
performance in lecture the previous afternoon. As he expected,
she again was seated on the front row, right in front of him.
Again, as he expected, she wore a short skirt and heels.
The only difference between her actions at Wednesday's lecture
and those on Monday was that JoAnne had not waited until the
lecture was half finished to begin enticing him with her body.
Nor had she stopped prior to the completion of the lecture. Two
minutes into the lecture, she had her legs crossed with her short
skirt riding high on her lush thighs. Five minutes later, she
had recrossed her legs in the opposite direction revealing even
more of her other thigh. After ten minutes, JoAnne was sitting
with her legs open exposing the brief, thin white panties she
wore as well as the trimmed, dark hair of her pubic bush.
Promptly at 4 PM, she knocked on Ed's door. He said "Come in",
and she did so, taking a seat directly in front of his desk.
"Well, JoAnne, what can I do for you?" Ed asked, knowing full
well what the answer was.
She surprised him, however, by not talking around the point of
her visit.
"Dr. Vaughan, you know and I know that this course is too
difficult for me. I simply don't have the ability to pass it,
but I have to have credit in this course in order to graduate.
Look at me! I'm a very, very attractive woman, and I'm even
better in bed. I'll trade me for a 'C' grade in this course.
I've already given you several previews of me. I think I'm
offering a very good deal for both of us."
Ed nodded but didn't reply. He thought about the fact that his
wife was obviously being fucked regularly by cocks other than
his. His daughter, Marnie, was getting screwed by everyone of
her boy friends. Kent had just fucked his first woman and would
soon be laying many others. It was even probable that the girl
he had fucked was Marnie. In contrast, the only pussy he was
getting into was Diane's. That didn't seem really fair to Ed.
Out loud he said, "JoAnne, it could be a very good deal for us
both, or it could be a bad deal for me and a good one for you.
If your offer is that I fuck you once, here or elsewhere, for a C
grade, it's a bad deal for me that I think I shall decline, and
give you the "F" grade you've actually earned."
JoAnne had hoped to shock Ed with her blunt straightforward
offer. Instead, she was suddenly facing the end of her college
career with no degree. "What do you think would be a good deal
for both of us?" she asked.
"You're the one offering deals, not me, JoAnne. It's up to you
to suggest the deal. It's up to me to decide if I wish to accept
it or not. So, think carefully and then make your best offer.
I'll give you some advice before you decide: come up with an
agreement that protects my interests."
After a few minutes of thought, JoAnne gave Ed a devilish grin
and said, "Ok. How's this? If I get a 'C' in this course, it
will still take me another semester to finish the degree. You
give me a grade of 'I', incomplete, in this course. That is the
grade given when some requirement of the course has not yet been
completed. I suspect my course 'requirements' will be frequent
sex with you until the end of the next semester. At that time, I
will have completed all course requirements, very satisfactorily
I assure you, and then you change the 'I' to a 'C'. Or maybe to
a B or an A, depending on how well I complete the requirements.
Agreed?"
For a reply, Ed said, "Stand up and then turn around slowly. I
want to see you from all sides."
JoAnne shuddered with excitement. "Oh yes! Look at me. I
promise, you won't be sorry." She rose and slowly turned through
360 degrees. When her back was toward him, she bent over
slightly and thrust her ass toward him. Ed's cock began to
harden when he saw that her short skirt just barely covered her
ass.
"Lose the skirt and blouse, JoAnne."
She seductively pulled the straps of her blouse off her
shoulders and pulled it down to her waist. Unzipping the tiny
skirt, she let it fall to the floor of his office. Now clad only
in a light blue bra and thong with the blouse bunched uselessly
around her waist, she put her hands behind her head and thrust
her big tits in his direction. "Like me?"
"I love the way you look." Ed got up and moved over to the
couch. "You've had my cock hard the entire semester, now come
over here and take care of it properly."
A moment later, the blonde-haired beauty had his pants open and
his large 8-inch, thick cock out. "Oh My God! You're fucking
huge! I had no idea just how good a deal this was going to be
for me."
With that, she bent over and began sucking him. Her lips slid
up and down his rigid shaft. Each time her head descended, more
and more of his organ entered her mouth. When five inches were
in, she had his cock head against the back of her throat. He
thought that was as much as she could take. He was very wrong.
JoAnne's mouth slid down his pole once more as Ed pushed down
on her head. She gagged as her head was forced down beyond the
point she had been stopping, forcing his cock part way into her
throat. She struggled briefly as he held her head in place.
Finally, he released the pressure and let her head rise so that
his cock moved out of her throat.
After a moment, Ed pushed her head down again. Once more, she
gagged as his cock entered her throat, but this time, she did not
fight. Ed let her rise again. This time JoAnne barely gagged as
the man meat pushed into her throat. Once lodged in her throat,
she forced the rest of his shaft inward until her lips were
pressed into his pubic hairs. Holding her still, Ed savored the
feel. Suddenly, JoAnne's body shook in orgasm.
When her orgasm had ebbed, Ed began fucking her mouth like it
were her cunt. Saliva was running down his shaft coating his
balls. Her lips moved rapidly up and down his cock now. Each
time, she took his entire cock into her throat.
With a hot cock suck like she was giving him, it didn't take
long before the cum fired up his shaft and emptied into her
throat. A minute later his load was in her belly, and she was
licking her lips.
Ed pulled her up and kissed her cum-coated mouth. She was
shocked but very pleased. Her mouth opened to allow his tongue
to enter.
"That was fantastic. Now, its your turn. Get naked, Honey.
On the couch on your back."
Very quickly, JoAnne stripped, discarding her clothes onto the
floor and assumed the position on the couch that Ed had ordered.
She lay back, raised her legs, and spread them wide. Except for a
small, sexy triangle of dark pubic hair right above her clit, she
was shaved. Spreading her labia open, she exposed the hot, wet
interior of her cunt for Ed's viewing pleasure. "Do you think
you've made a good deal, Lover?"
"I'll let you know soon." Ed locked the door to his office and
stripped. When they were both naked, he moved his head between
the blonde's wide open thighs and stabbed his tongue into her wet
vulva. She gasped as it sank into her and lashed up her sex
trench over her engorged clitoris. It took less than five
minutes of his tongue working up and down the throbbing shaft her
of her clit from there up over the sensitive head to make the
moaning young woman shriek in an intense climax.
Her cunt and clit were still throbbing when Ed mounted her.
JoAnne lifted her hips and spread to allow Ed to lodge himself
solidly into her sex saddle. A hiss of intense pleasure burst
from her lips as the substantial cock was pushed into her pussy.
She pushed her lower body back to accept his entry. Her hiss of
pleasure turned to impassioned female moans as the 8-inch fuck
stick hammered in and out of her upturned cunt. She exploded in
orgasm for the third time.
Before she recovered, Ed had turned her onto her hands and
knees and was plunging his rigid sex gun into her doggy. The
position allowed for the deepest possible entry, and the big
prick punished her again and again until she was begging him to
finish her, to fill her needy hole with his load. He continued
to fuck her until he felt her vagina contracting about his
embedded cock. A moment later he emptied his second load inside
her as she throbbed in a fourth orgasm.
It took them nearly a half hour to recover and get dressed.
Before JoAnne left, she bent over and kissed him. I hope you
don't regret the deal, Ed. I loved the way you fucked me! I
can't wait to have that big beautiful cock in me again. When
will you be giving it to me?
"I'll call you, JoAnne. Don't worry. I intend to make the
most of this deal while it lasts."
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Thursday Evening - Vaughan Residence:
The e-mail message read:
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Dear Ed,
Hope you enjoyed the Slut's cunt in your office this afternoon.
How often to you think you'll be fucking her?
By the way, your wife will have her first meeting with Marcel
Deveaux next Tuesday, but not in her office. I'll be sure to
give you play-by-play account of the meeting complete with
photos. Think he'll fuck her? I have my opinion. What's yours?
By the way, if your wondering who Kent fucked to lose his
virginity, it was Marnie. My guess is that they'll be fucking
again soon.
See ya. Orion
-------------
Ed had already been pretty certain that Marnie had taken Kent's
virginity, but he couldn't understand how Orion could have known
that he had fucked JoAnne in his office that afternoon. And he
also had an opinion about whether or not his wife would spread
her legs for a $50 million dollar contract.
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The lighted dial of the clock on Marnie's bedside table said
1:14 AM. She wasn't asleep. It was very difficult for a young
woman to get to sleep when a hard cock kept entering her vagina
while male fingers worked on her clitoris. It was so erotic she
would cum once... then again before the cock ejaculated inside
her. Afterwards, sleep came quickly, but within an hour, the
cock would harden and once more enter her now wet, open, and
easily penetrated cunt.
The clock's dial read 2:45 AM before the cock emptied its third
cum load inside her pussy and she had her fifth orgasm.
Exhausted, Kent slid out of her bed and retreated to his own
bedroom. Marnie was asleep by 2:48 AM.
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Brentwood Tower:
On his way to the University on Monday, Ed detoured to the
Brentwood Tower. Most of the apartments in the high-rise Tower
were very up-scale and expensive. However, Ed was only
interested in one particular apartment, Number 2416.
Taking the express elevator to the 24th floor, he was amazed
that he could hardly detect the motion of the elevator it was so
smooth and yet so incredibly fast. Stepping into the hallway, he
checked the arrows on the wall to determine the direction to Apt.
2416. Actually, Orion had made his first mistake. It wasn't
Apartment 2416 that was advertised on the wall; it was Suite
2416. Now that was going to be expensive, Ed thought.
He found his destination in less than a minute. With some
nervousness, he inserted the duplicate key he had made over the
weekend into the lock. He need not have been nervous. The key
turned smoothly and nearly effortlessly, and the door opened on
beautifully machined hinges.
The inside of the suite was lavish and ornate. Thre was a
living room, a game room, a kitchen and small dining area, a
large bathroom with whirlpool bath, a master bedroom and two
additional bedrooms. On the wall of the suite was the logo of
Star Agency.
Reasoning that the master bedroom would be reserved for the
CEO, Ed decided to check the guest bedrooms first. Picking one
randomly, he entered to find a large king-sized bed dominating
the room's center with elegant chairs, tables, and a large couch
also present. There was a large walk-in closet. Inside, he
found almost a dozen drawers for clothing in addition to the
garments residing on hangers.
In less than a minute, he found the dress Diane was wearing in
the photos Orion had sent. Opening the drawers, he found a wide
assortment of exotic lingerie that included demi bras, crotchless
pantyhose, thongs, bikini panties, crotchless panties, short
shorts, body suits, teddies, and thigh-high, self-supporting
stockings. A large shoe rack was filled with what could only be
called "fuck-me" heels, all of which had at least 4-inch heels.
Obviously, whenever any of the women at Star Agency needed
something more erotic than they could wear in front of their
husbands, they simply went to Suite 2416, changed clothes, and
then returned later to change back into their original outfit.
The large bathroom would also be handy if they needed to bathe
before returning home. He was certain he now knew the location
of his wife's meeting with Deveaux tomorrow.
Ed left every thing the way he had found it and returned to his
car.
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Tuesday Afternoon - Brentwood Tower:
Having no idea what time Diane and Marcel would arrive at the
Brentwood apartment, Ed let himself inside 30 minutes after Diane
had left for her office. He had no classes on Tuesday, so he had
the entire day free. To pass the time, he had brought his laptop
so he could work on his paper while he waited for his wife and
her lover-to-be to arrive.
As soon as he had arrived, he checked the other guest bedroom
and found the closet and all the drawers empty. Clearly, no one
used this room except perhaps for storage or during a large
party. He placed a chair in the closet so he wouldn't have to
sit on the floor when he hid inside. Then, he put his laptop on
a table and got to work.
He worked steadily until well after noon. At 12:15 PM, he made
himself a light snack from the food in the full refrigerator. It
was almost 1 PM when he heard a key turning in the door. Ed
quickly shut down his computer and hid in the closet.
He heard no voices, but did see Diane when she passed in front
of the door to his bedroom. Obviously, she was alone. Either
she intended to change clothes and then return to her office to
meet Marcel, or she had instructed him to meet her here. Or
perhaps Orion was wrong for the first time. There was nothing to
do but wait and see.
For the next thirty minutes, Ed heard his wife moving about in
her bedroom, undoubtedly getting herself ready to meet Marcel
Deveaux, and attempt to persuade him to sign a multi-year
contract with Star Agency at $40 to $50 million per year. It was
going to have to be some sales pitch, he thought.
It was nearly 2 PM before Ed saw Diane stroll out of her
bedroom into the living room. Again, she was wearing a black
outfit Ed had never seen before, and it was even more erotic that
the one she had worn when she met Morrison for lunch at the
Garden Cafe two weeks back. There was practically nothing to the
outfit. The top exposed a third of her tits. The skirt just
barely covered her ass. Her legs were bare except for the wicked
4-heels she wore. He wondered if there was anything under the
dress.
He was still spying on his wife from behind the bedroom door
when he heard her voice.
"How do you like my outfit, Ed? Think it will get Deveaux's
attention?"
Ed was paralyzed. It sounded like she was speaking directly to
him, but there was no way she could possibly know he was here.
He wasn't even supposed to know about the existence of this
suite.
"Come on, Ed. I know you're there. You need to come on out so
we can talk. We're the only ones here, at least for a couple of
hours."
Stunned, Ed walked into the living room. Diane was on her feet
immediately. She moved smoothly into his arms, kissing him
passionately while grinding her mound against his still flaccid
prick.
"I'm disappointed," she pouted. "You're not hard yet. Well,
you will be soon. Come on in. Sit beside me on the couch. I'm
sure you have a million questions."
"How in hell did you know I was here? I'm not even supposed to
know about this place?"
"I was almost certain you would be here because I told you
about this suite and about my scheduled meeting with Deveaux here
this afternoon. There was no way you were going to be able to
resist seeing if it were really true."
"What do you mean you told me? You never said a word about
this apartment or meeting Deveaux here? For that matter, there's
a hell of lot of other things you've never told me!" It was all
Ed could manage to keep from screaming.
"I didn't tell you directly, Darling, but I did tell you. Not
only about this place and about meeting Deveaux here, but also
about how I got Morrison to renew his account. And how I got the
position of vice-president. I even told you that Kent was no
longer a virgin and who he's fucking."
If Ed was stunned before, he was totally speechless now. "You
mean... you're... it can't be!"
"It is, Darling, it is. I'm Orion. I've been sending you
messages for weeks."
"But why?? Why didn't you just sit down and talk to me. Why
this weird way of telling me things?"
"All right, Honey. I'll explain, but you need to let me finish
before you interrupt. It's really important and I don't want to
lose the one love of my life, you. Ok?"
Ed was still in daze, but he managed to nod his agreement.
"About seven months ago, Mark Jackson resigned as
vice-president of Star Agency, so there was a senior management
position open. I knew I didn't have enough seniority to compete
for the job, so I didn't even apply. However, Darren Royall
didn't get to be CEO by being a bad judge of the potential
ability of people. In fact, his strongest asset is his ability
to pick employees who become big-time winners. He selected me,
conditionally, at least."
"He came by my office one morning and asked me to meet him at
this address at 2 PM. At the time, I didn't know of the
existence of this agency suite. Only a few senior executives and
big clients know."
"I met him here at 2 PM. Royall spent 10 minutes explaining
how he could tell who potential winners were. He then said I was
one of them. I can't even begin to tell you how good that made
me feel. By 2:30 PM, he had offered me the vice-president's
position with two conditions."
Ed started to open his mouth, but stopped short and said
nothing. Diane smiled at him. "Thank you, Darling. As soon as
I finish, I'll answer every question you have."
"I've already told you both of Royall's conditions, but I want
you to hear them again. First, he wanted to have regular sex
with me. Not just once or twice, but regularly, as long as we
were both with Star Agency. Second, he wanted 40% of the
commissions I would earn by landing contracts for Star. He
pointed out that since he would be directing accounts to me, a
60% share would actually bring in more money than 100% of many
fewer accounts. As Orion has already informed you, I agreed to
both conditions."
"The new position and associated salary were wonderful. At
first, the commissions were icing on the cake, so to speak, but
if I land the Deveaux account, our combined incomes will be
around $600,000 per year and that will increase as I bring in
more accounts, and as you obtain raises. As an added bonus, I
found that I really liked having sex with Royall. He's not in
your class as a lover, but sexual variety is really nice."
Here, Diane paused and grinned before adding, "I'm sure you
would agree, Darling, considering how much fun you're having
fucking JoAnne's hot cunt."
Ed's mouth opened in shock, but again he refrained from
interrupting his wife.
"Anyway, having found out how much fun fucking can be, it was
an easy decision to use sex as an added weapon to help me land
accounts. That's the way I got Morrison to renew two weeks ago,
as Orion informed you. Now, again as Orion has told you, I'm
using sex to secure the Deveaux account, plus a lot of creativity
in advertising, which is going to really impress Deveaux."
"Now you asked why didn't I just tell you all this instead of
having Orion send you e-mail messages, audio files, and photos.
The reason is simple. I was afraid to tell you for fear of
losing you. Many men would storm out of the house and file for
divorce if they discovered their wife was less than totally
faithful."
"By having an anonymous Orion send you messages, I could tell
you what I had done with minimum risk. If you exploded in anger
and confronted me, I would have just denied every thing and asked
why in hell you believed some jerk who was sending you hate
messages. You would have apologized and I would have learned
that I would have to keep every thing secret if I wanted to keep
you as my husband, and I would done every thing possible to
achieve that."
"However, your reaction was one of curiosity. Then, when your
response to Orion sending you photos of me meeting Morrison was
to throw me on the bed and give me the hardest, hottest, most
sensuous fucking I've ever had, I knew that the idea of having a
slutty wife appealed to you. In addition, I knew that you could
taste Morrison's cum inside my cunt but still you didn't say
anything. Ed, you are an absolute prince of a man!"
"Having learned all this, I decided to have Orion tell you
about this apartment and the fact that I had set up a meeting
with Deveaux here this afternoon at which I will most probably be
fucked. I was almost certain you would be here, and you were!"
"I'm almost finished, Darling. You have several choices. You
can divorce me. I pray you won't do that, but I couldn't stop
you. You can forgive me and demand that I stop doing what I've
been doing. I will if you ask me to. Or you can continue
enjoying hot pussies like JoAnne's while I continue enjoying
Royall's and my client's hard cocks. In between, you and I can
have sensuous, hot sex like we had the other night. We can be a
team that works together to build our financial security and have
a wonderful time doing it. But you have to decide within the
next hour."
"Ok. I'm finished. Your turn, Darling."
Ed hardly knew where to start. Before he could speak, Diane
felt his crotch, smiled, and said, "I told you I was going to get
you hard. It feels like a huge, steel spike. I love it!"
"How did you know about JoAnne?" he finally asked.
"I have your office bugged. I was hoping that you would fuck
some woman so I wouldn't be the only one cheating. I'll tell you
where the bug is so you can remove it if you like. Actually, I
hope you don't remove it. I like hearing you fuck that hot
slut."
"How did you know about Marnie and Kent? Are their rooms
bugged too?"
"No, but I have good ears."
"Doesn't that bother you?"
"That they enjoy each other? Hmmm, not really," she mused.
"Why not?"
"Who do you think took my virginity?"
"Your brother? Which one? Jim?"
"No, actually it was Dave, but I had fun with Jim too."
"I see."
"And you don't seem particularly bothered about our kids
either, Ed."
"No, in fact it gives me a major hard-on."
"I thought so," she laughed. "Darling, we are indeed a randy
pair!"
"What did you mean by saying, 'we can work as a team'?
"First, neither of us would have to sneak around any longer.
That will make every thing easier and much, much more erotic for
both of us. Can you imagine how hot our sex will become?"
"In addition, there are countless times when we'll be able to
help each other. For example, if there's a woman at the
University you would like to seduce but are having trouble, the
two of us might succeed where you alone cannot."
"More specifically, unless I call Deveaux within the next 30
minutes, he will leave his office and come here for the meeting.
Deveaux is a billionaire who could hire dozens of call girls if
he wished, but his passion is to fuck married women. He
particularly loves to fuck married women whose husbands know. If
they're watching when he's screwing them, he loves it. So,
you're here. Deveaux will arrive soon. I want him to sign with
Star Agency. He's going to want to fuck me, and you're here to
make it even more appealing for him. That's as honest as I can
be."
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The Deveaux Cosmetics Deal:
An hour later, Marcel Deveaux was seating in the living room
with Diane sitting opposite him. Ed was hiding in the bedroom
waiting.
"You look hot and sexy in that outfit, Mrs. Vaughn."
"Please call me Diane," she said.
"All right. You look delicious, Diane, but do you really think
that I will sign a $50 million per year contract with Star Agency
just to have the opportunity to fuck you?"
"Of course not. You didn't get where you are by making stupid
deals like that. But you will sign and sign eagerly with Star
Agency because you will very soon realize that the ad campaign I
have designed for Deveaux Cosmetics will make a fortune for your
company. Secondly, you're going to love the part you will play
in the campaign, if you choose to do so. Third, I assume that
you will be fucking me this afternoon whether you sign with Star
or not, so that's not even an issue. Fourth, fucking me once is
one thing, having me available more frequently is another.
Fifth, as an added perk, I'll even have my husband come over and
watch as you screw me if you like. So, shall I describe the
campaign?"
Now more than just a little interested, Deveaux nodded.
"Please do. If you don't mind, I'm going to take off my coat and
get comfortable. When I fuck you, I certainly don't want to be
wearing all these clothes."
Over the next hour, Diane described the details of the
campaign. At the end, she said, "So, let me summarize briefly.
Deveaux Cosmetics is seeking to market a line that is primarily
aimed at women 35 and older. The problem you have with your
current agency is that their ads use women in their 20s. I've
even seen some with 18 and 19-year old women. They're all
beautiful, of course, but women 35 and over can't identify with
them. They don't believe they could ever look like they look,
and they're correct. They can't. So, the ads are not
compelling."
"Star will be using mature, gorgeous women 35 or older. No
professional models, just ordinary women. In the first scene, we
will show the woman using various Deveaux cosmetics on her bare
legs, back, face, breasts, showing as much bare skin as possible.
In the second scene, she will be fully dressed, but dressed
seductively, and in the arms of a young, very handsome,
well-built man who is pressing his face to hers and inhaling the
delightful aroma of her body after it has been treated to Deveaux
Cosmetics. The women will relate... and they will buy. Our
punch line will be, 'The sensuous, older woman and Deveaux, a
perfectly matched pair'. Your sales will skyrocket."
"We will perform the initial screening of the applicants to
insure that they are attractive, sexy, and very interested. They
will be paid well and receive additional payments every time one
of their ads is run on TV. So, they will work hard at being
attractive and seductive. We will present you will a group of
possible models for the ads, and you will make the final
selections using whatever criteria you deem appropriate. I don't
think I need to point out that all of these women want to be on
TV; they all want to make a lot of money; they will all be
married, and they will all like sex. The rest will be up to
you."
"I have already taken the liberty of preparing the first slate
of possible models for your inspection. These are only photos of
them to give you the idea. Your selections will, I presume, be
made on the basis of personal interviews conducted in an
appropriate setting. Take a look at the models who have already
applied for a job in the campaign."
Diane spread some photos out on the table in front of Deveaux.
"This black-haired, hot lady is Reba. She's 35, and she told me
during the interview that she would do anything to get the job."
"This luscious blonde is 39. Isn't she stunning! She didn't
flick an eyelash when I told her we needed nude, sexy photos
since that was the entire idea of the campaign, mature, hot,
sensuous women all use Deveaux Cosmetics."
"This is Laurie. She's 36 and, as you can plainly see, a total
exhibitionist. She told me her husband loves to watch her show
it off."
"This is Barbara, 37 and married. She and her husband have
gotten themselves into some terrible debt problems. She begged
me to hire her. I told her that it would be up to you, and that
she would have stiff competition. Therefore, she needed to
impress you. Her husband will, of course, be with her if you
wish."
"There are over two dozen so far. I'm sure we won't be able to
get more than a few thousand women. Here's one more to give you
an idea of how difficult your job will be in selecting the
models. This is Brenda, 40 and very sexy and hot. Can you
imagine how effective she will be in selling Deveaux Cosmetics?"
"While you consider the deal, Marcel, I'm going to get
comfortable."
While Deveaux scanned all the photos, Diane stripped off her
dress, pulled the pink bra downward to expose both of her large
tits, and began working the panties down her thighs.
Deveaux looked up and watched her strip. "Will you model?
You're as hot or hotter than these women."
"If you want me to model in the ads, I will." Pushing her
panties to the floor, Diane moved to the couch, got on her back,
and raised her legs, her open cunt facing him. Deveaux nodded
and turned his attention back to the photos on the table.
For ten minutes, he ignored her while Diane kept her legs wide
open and up, cupping her tits, so he would know she was available
whenever he chose to fuck her. Finally, Deveaux stood up,
stripped naked and sat down on the couch next to her. "Suck my
cock!" he commanded.
Deveaux moaned as the hot, wet tongue circled the fat flared
head of his cock. Diane's hand wrapped around the thick shaft as
her mouth surrounded the big mushroom cock head, her tongue
exploring all around his cock ridge. Deveaux groaned with
masculine pleasure from the intense feeling her tongue produced.
The seven inches of cock meat was not a problem, but its
thickness was. She took five inches of him into her mouth the
first time her lips descended down his throbbing shaft. Diane
could feel the intense pressure the thick shaft exerted on her
jaw as she had to stretch wide open to take him. He grunted in
hot passion when he saw how much his cock was stretching her
mouth.
On the next trip, Deveaux shoved an addition inch inside her
mouth causing his big head to enter her throat. She gagged
momentarily before adjusting to his cock. A moment later, all
seven inches of man meat was hidden inside her mouth hole. He
was so thick, she could barely breathe.
Deveaux began fucking Diane's mouth holding her head as he
rammed himself in and out of her. She gagged but continued to
suck him and jack his cock shaft as he hammered it deep into her
throat.
"I'm going to fuck your married pussy now, Baby." He pulled
his rod out of her mouth and ordered, "On your back, Honey. Legs
up... spread wide... you know the position, Slut. Open your cunt
to me!"
Quickly, Diane moved onto her back again while sliding her body
down the couch so she could lie back. Reaching down, she pulled
her labia wide open to expose the pink interior of her eager
cunt. "Stick that big, fat thing into me, Stud. Fuck my hot
married pussy! Stretch me with your big cock!" A few seconds
later, Deveaux was between Diane's thighs in her sex saddle
driving his large caliber cock into her waiting cunt hole. Ed's
wife groaned in absolute pleasure as it filled her sex channel.
Inside the bedroom, Ed was jacking off furiously as he watched
his wife being soundly and thoroughly screwed. He couldn't see
Deveaux's cock skewering his wife's pussy, but he could easily
hear the squishing sounds being made as the foreign cock spike
pumped in and out of his wife's juicy vagina.
Diane screamed in orgasm as her clit danced wildly and her cunt
contracted about the hard, thick phallus fucking relentlessly in
and out of her twat.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.... I'M CUMMMINNNGGGGGGG!!!"
"ME TOO, BITCH!" Deveaux roared as his cock spewed a huge cum
load into the waiting female hole.
After resting, Deveaux ordered, "Call your husband. I want him
to come over and watch me fuck you."
"I don't need to call him, Lover. He's been hiding in the
bedroom watching you fucking me. Come on. Let's go in there so
he can get a better view of that monster cock of yours stretching
his wife's cunt wide open."
Deveaux followed Diane into the bedroom where she promptly
spread herself out on the bed, naked except for her heels. She
open her thighs wide and groaned. "That's Ed. He's my husband,
Marcel. Ed, this is Marcel. He's going to fuck me again. Would
you please put his cock into my cunt so he can screw me."
Deveaux again mounted her, his cock newly hardened and ready.
He pushed against her ass and then felt Ed's hands around his
prick guiding it into the open, cum-filled hole of his wife's
vagina. Deveaux's cock throbbed at the thought. As soon as he
began to thrust, he heard Ed moaning.
"Ooohhhhh god... he's fucking you so hard, Diane. And his
cock is so thick... my god... you won't even be able to feel my
penis inside you after he finishes. He's gonna make you cum,
isn't he? I wish I could make you cum. Oooohhhh FUCK!"
Deveaux's prick exploded like a cannon inside Diane's cunt.
His load poured out over her womb and filled the space at the
bottom of her channel.
Dismounting his new whore, Deveaux growled salaciously to the
lustfilled husband, "Clean her up. Both holes!"
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Star Agency: The Next Day:
Marcel Deveaux had just finished signing the $45 million
contract with Star Agency. Royall was in seventh heaven. He
couldn't seem to thank Deveaux enough.
"I assure you that you'll be more than pleased with our work
and service, Mr. Deveaux. If you need anything... anything at
all. Please don't hesitate to call. We're always at your
service."
"That's very considerate, Mr. Royall. I think I will take you
up on your kind offer right now. I couldn't help but notice that
you have a small bedroom attached to your private office. I
would like to use it for an hour or so. I think I'll fuck your
sexy, hot vice-president again before heading back to my office."
Taken aback by the nature of the request, Royall quickly
recovered and said, "Of course. I'll just leave you in
private... I'm sure Diane will take care of your... eh... your
needs."
"You can stay if you like, Darren. You might enjoy watching
her squirm and groan when I stretch her with my big cock. You
can have seconds. I'm sure you've already fucked her many times
but probably haven't enjoyed sloppy seconds.
Five minutes later, except for her dark stockings, Diane was
again naked in Royall's office, but the first time, it wasn't
Royall's cock that was pounding in and out of her hot, wet,
throbbing cunt.
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