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Oral Exam Ch. 09

Once again, thank you for the comments and feedback. You guys have really motivated me to jot my thoughts down. A special thank you goes out to Rockcrawler & Company, and to Ally for the help and wonderful words of encouragement. If you haven't read the first eight stories you might want to start there. Feel free to send me your thoughts. I will respond. I'd love to hear where you think this should go next. Don't forget to vote. Enjoy.

My eyes fluttered open. The room was dark. The frantic energy of the orgy that had occurred just a few hours before, had given way to a true "slumber party." I could hear the dull rumble of a soft snore next to me. I turned my head to the left. It was Shannon who was sawing logs - dead to the world. I chuckled quietly. Who would have thought that petite, little Shannon would be the one to snore? Next, I looked to the right. Sarah was nestled against my body, sleeping with her head on my shoulder. The tension that had marked her face was now gone. She was the perfect image of tranquility, like she had found peace after a long ordeal. Two down, a third to go. I now knew the answer to the question that woke me up: Who was the horny, cocksucking slut that was diligently nibbling at my balls? Jessica.

I propped myself up on my elbows, raised my head, and gazed down the length of my body. My cock was erect and ram-rod straight. It was sticking proud and tall up into the air. Jessica's small, feminine hand was curled around my shaft. Her grip was light and sensual. Her hand was moving up and down oh so slowly and gently. Her slow, subtle movements were that of a total tease. Jessica's pretty face was buried in my nuts. The skin of my nut sack was between her teeth. She was applying just enough to pressure to hold me in place. Her tongue was flicking the soft skin that extended past her teeth. It was pleasure, subtly lanced with pain. It was a wet, gentle, and exquisite torture that made me want to take her in ways I had never dreamed of before.

"I can see that I have your attention," Jessica whispered. She was looking up at me with those sexy blue eyes. Her long, blonde hair carelessly covered part of her face, making her resemble a 1940's femme fatale. Her ruby red mouth was crinkled in a smile. She gave my balls a lick. I could feel that my nuts were wet and sloppy. Jessica had certainly been down there for awhile, nuzzling and licking my sack. "I was wondering if you were ever going to come to. We ladies took a lot out of you. Apparently a girl has to do a lot to wake your sorry ass up Mr. Happy has been enjoying himself for quite some time, though. He and I have been getting better acquainted." Jessica giggled before continuing, "Mmmmmm, I love the taste of an unwashed cock and balls. All that, left over pussy juice tastes soooooo fuckin' good. I have been licking and sucking your cock and balls for probably twenty minutes now."

"Sorry. You girls really took a lot out of me. It was very hot, though - nothing like I would have expected. I don't think I could have planned it any better. That was quite an evening," I said, trying my best to stay coherent. Conversation would be very difficult if Jessica was going to continue applying her oral skills to my genitals.

"Is quite an evening," Jessica corrected me. She took one of my balls into her mouth. She sucked it in deep and swirled it around one her tongue. Her fleshy appendage hit at my nuts from all directions and angles. I wasn't expecting this fresh onslaught; she totally took me by surprise. I threw my head back and moaned. "Well Professor, I don't think the evening is over. I think we are just beginning to have our fun," she said after she spit my balls out of her mouth. "What do you say? Would you like to have some more fun? I need you your cock. Can you get it up another two or three times?"

I laughed. "I don't know, Jessica. I am getting to be an old fogie. Did you see my cane? I might need a little Viagra to keep up with you." I looked her in the eyes and slowly and deliberately, "But I sure as hell want to try, you sexy bitch."

Jessica giggled before she slapped my cock against her face. The effect was such a turn-on. She spoke again, "Good. But don't expect me to just let you lie back and get a fuckin' blowjob, Professor. You need to do a little work too. I need some ol' fashioned humpin' and pumpin.' I want you to stick this bad boy inside of me. I need to feel you thrusting back and forth inside of my tight teen crack. Doesn't that sound good to you? Do you want that?"

I swallowed. "Yes, very much."

"Well then Professor, get up and follow me."

Jessica winked at me and then got off the bed. I carefully followed suit, trying my best not to wake either of the remaining two sleeping beauties. Jessica opened my bedroom door, went into the hall, and turned to face me. She was bathed in the soft light from my living room. Jessica's bronze skin was positively aglow. Her body was completely - seductively, wonderfully - naked. She was a naughty goddess, a sex bomb, a blonde dream. She was the stuff of all my masturbation fantasies. Jessica leaned forward, pushing her heaping breasts together, before blowing me a kiss. She stood upright again and pivoted on her toes. Jessica then worked her hips with an oh so sexy extra helping of sass. She looked like a delicious diva as she sauntered into the bathroom.

When she stood in the bathroom door she turned around to face me again. Jessica smiled, licked her finger, and then beckoned me with it. I felt my legs move. My mind was blank, but boy did my body know where I wanted to go. I followed that sexy, tan coed ass into my bathroom.

Jessica closed the door behind us. I heard the latch click and I saw her turn the lock. She stood on her tiptoes and threw her arms around my neck. Staring me in the eyes, she said, "What we did earlier this evening was totally hot, but I am glad to finally have you alone. Those other women had their turn. Now I get you to myself. Kiss me, Professor." Her lips were puffed in a crimson pucker. I leaned in, pulled her naked form against my skin, and moved my mouth ever closer to her. I gently ran my tongue along slope of Jessica's lips, tracing the soft curves of her mouth. They were moist and ready, pursed for our joining. A gentle purr burbled up from her throat. My hand was stroking the small of her back, as I leaned in to her. This was such a sensual moment, overflowing with our longing and desire. I needed her. This sexy student made me so alive. She was giving me back me the excitement that I had lost. My life was too many books, too many classes. Our lips touched. They pressed against each other, so still. Our heartbeats echoed in my ears, our pulses raced on the brink of the plunge. We held it - that moment - to swoon with crystalized tenderness. The need, though, was too great; we could not hold back from the precipice of lust. Each set of lips moved softly, massaging its partner in the eternal lock that we formed. That single movement began the torrent that would burst the dam. I felt Jessica's tongue pry my mouth apart and enter my oral cavity. Our tongues met there in my mouth, and rubbed together in a sensuous lover's dual. Desire licked my body from head to toe. This was bliss.

Jessica's palm moved down my chest, past my stomach, to my crotch. Her hand found my growing cock. My hard rod and been dripping with pre-cum and boring insistently into her stomach. As she grabbed the tube between my legs, she released my tongue, my lips, from hers. She looked up at me - classic need and want in her eyes - and said, "Oh that was so good. I am not sure if I have ever been kissed like that." She paused. A smile crinkled at the edge of her mouth. I could tell what she was thinking before she said, "Professor, let's get in the shower. I have been a dirty girl. I need you to scrub me down and help me get clean."

With a flourish, I pushed aside the aside the maroon shower curtain and gestured for her to step inside the tub. It was nothing fancy, a bathtub / shower like a million others across America. For the moment, however, it was a palace of erotic delights. Jessica and I stepped over the white porcelain rim and turned on the shower spigot.

"Shit!" Jessica squealed. "That is fucking cold." Both Jessica and I tried, unsuccessfully, to dance around the liquid ice raining down from above. It stung and bit our naked flesh. I frantically reached out to adjust the shower knob. I needed to find the heat that would melt away the frigid and startling cold. It took a moment, but the hot water began to flow. Giggling to each other, Jessica and I embraced. Our skin was thoroughly chilled; my cock was now flaccid from shock. I held her to me, feeling our mutual body heat pulse between us. Her tits were tight against my chest as I bent down to kiss her again.

For a long time we stood there, kissing under the warm gush of water. Tiny beads and droplets caressed our skin, warming our bones, beating away the chill. Jessica's eighteen year old body was so ripe and warm in my arms. I could feel myself becoming aroused. My cock was lengthening, becoming solid as the rush of blood pumped to my glands. Jessica must have felt it too, urgently pressing against her, since she backed away and cast her eyes down at my crotch. A smile lit up her face as she handed me a bottle of bath gel. "It looks like he came in from the cold," she giggled lightly. "I know a place where he can be really warm. A fire is already waiting for him. First though, why don't you soap me up? Then we can see to him."

Her wish was my command. I squirted a big dollop of bath gel onto my open palm. Sarah turned around so that her back was facing toward me. I rubbed my hands together, and then placed them on her shoulders. Knots of tension had built up under her supple skin. I dug in my fingers, trying to rub away the lingering evidence of tension and stress. A soft moan told me that Jessica was beginning to relax. I slid my hands down her back, working the soap into her golden skin. There was not an imperfection or blemish anywhere on her body. Jessica was so baby smooth and silky. I kneaded her taut muscles with the pads of my fingers. I wanted her to feel the pressure of my touch, to know the strength of my hands. I wanted her to melt before me, to softly give in to the pleasure of the water, the heat, and my caress. My hands were now working the small of her back, rubbing in ever-expanding circles. This was so good. One more moment and I would be at her ass....

"Professor, can you get my front too?" I heard Jessica query. Her voice startled me, as if she was shaking me from a dream. I smiled. Ass for tits - not a bad trade.

"Sure..." I squirted more gel onto my hands. Reaching around Jessica's shoulders I placed my palms directly over her nipples and squeezed. They were soft and fleshy, the perfect pair.

Jessica laughed, "You don't waste any time do you?" I chuckled back at her, shaking my head. "Well that's ok Professor. I want you to touch them. I want to feel your hands on my tits. That is why I asked." I softly kneaded the firm flesh of her mammaries, catching her nipples between my fingers. The stiff points were hard and poking into my hands. "Oh Professor that feels good, but it isn't what I really want. It isn't what I need. I want it rough - hard. I want you to maul my tits. Show me that you really want them. Make it so I know how much you love groping my fucking sweater-meat." Fuck! Jessica told me just what I needed to hear. I clenched my hands feeling her soft skin beneath my fingers. Her tits were so round and firm. They were glorious, a dream cum true. I slapped her right tit on the nipple. "Oh, so GOOD!" I heard Jessica moan. I could practically feel sparks of pleasure fly from her aureole. "Grab them, slap them!"

But I needed more than Jessica's tits; her cunt was calling out it's siren's song. I whispered harshly in Jessica's ear, "I am going to fuck you. I am going to shove my throbbing, hard cock into your dirty, wet fuck hole. You are going to be my slut, my whore taking my dick." I placed the crown of my rod between her flaming lips. They were wet and engorged from arousal. They parted easily for me. I heard her moan, soft and incoherent. Jessica was very ready. Now was the time. I had to have her.

I drove my engorged dick deep into her cunt. In one swift thrust I bottomed out at the hilt. A deep wail escaped from Jessica's lips, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuck!!!" as my balls hit against her clit. During most other fucks I would hold this moment. I would take time to let the woman I was fucking adjust to my presence inside of her. But not here; not now! This was immediate, this was necessary. I spanked her ass and pulled most of the way out again. I could almost see the tip of my dick leaving her pussy - then bam! I rammed my cock inside of her sopping, wet cunt. Her buttocks rippled and shook with the force of my thrust. Then I banged her again. "Ohhhhh.... God.... Fuck my dirty pussy. Use it on your DICK," Jessica screamed. On the next thrust Jessica bent over at the waist, bracing herself on the tile bathroom wall. Her hands were extended and her legs were in a braced straddling position. I grinned. We were stable - now I could really fuck her!

My hands gripped Jessica around her slender waist. My fingers dug into her wet skin, feeling her supple muscles ripple underneath my touch. I began a forceful power fuck as I growled, "Take it. Take my fucking cock! Take it, you student whore." She whipped her hair back and moaned in response. Her head was turned to face me, her blue eyes boring into mine. She licked her red bee-stung lips as she panted. My cock was pistoning in and out of her slick, smooth pussy without remorse. It felt so tight and good. I loved fucking Jessica. The shower was raining down on both of our backs. Warm water sluiced off our naked bodies in several streams. "Fuck, you are such a good slut! You feel so wrapped around on my cock!"

I was banging into her mercilessly, pummeling her with my rock-hard rod. I drove into her again and her again. Jessica wailed, "Ohhhhh, ohhh, oh fuck.... oh God, oh fuck it.... unh, unh, unh!!!" Her head slumped, as she took my assault. Jessica was only focused on the cock beating time in her pussy. I looked down at the perfect ass that I was banging. It was lovely and heart-shaped, with the arrow of my cock spearing it down the middle splitting it apart.

But then I smiled at a new thought: so delicious and evil. Her puckered asshole - her beautiful little starfish - was winking up at me. It was calling my name, telling me it needed my cock. I slowed my thrusts and pulled out of Jessica's cunt. She turned her head to look up at me. Her face was contorted with pained confusion. "What? No fuck me. DO IT! Put your cock back inside of me. I need it! I was sooooooooo close. I neeeeeeed your fucking cock!" she whined. I just chortled and slapped my cock against her pussy. She bucked in jolts of pleasure, but she needed far more. So I made preparations to give her what she craved. I kneeled in the tub and spread her butt cheeks with my hands. I moved closer and gave her sexy asshole a lick. My tongue twirled around the outer circle, and speared her once, twice, three times for good measure. Jessica's body convulsed and she released and deep and throaty moan. Her little, pink rosebud was so delicious. That was just a taste (for both of us), but I knew from her reaction that she would gladly take the next step of my devious plan.

I stood up. I placed my thumb at her wrinkled asshole and began to rub. At first my touch was gentle, but I could sense she needed more. I built the pressure, rubbing circles around her sphincter ring. Jessica moaned and twitched. I slowly slipped my thumb inside of her ass. It was so warm, so tight. For a moment the pressure on my thumb was almost unbearable. Soon, though, Jessica began to relax. This was the first time I had truly been inside of her delectable ass. I could feel her clutching me, holding me as I penetrated her nether regions. I pushed in further, beyond my knuckle, and she groaned, "Oh, my ass. That feels so good. I have wanted you in my eighteen year old ass for so long." My thumb was all the way inside of her backdoor. I rotated my hand, spinning my thumb inside of her dark channel. I pulled my thumb most of the way out of her ass and then slowly slid it back in again. I was fucking her ass with my thumb - in and out - working and loosening her forbidden hole with my touch. She was ready. Jessica needed something bigger in her ass. It was time to replace my thumb with my cock.

I pulled my thumb out of her butt. I leaned forward and placed my ass-covered thumb at Jessica's cherry lips. Without hesitation, she eagerly took it into her mouth - sucking and slurping my thumb down to the base. Perfect. "So Jessica, are you ready?" I said. She was trembling beneath me as I kneaded her ass cheeks. My voice was calm, but insistent. I knew what I wanted, but I needed her to want it too. This act had to be completely her decision. Without her clear and total consent I would not go forward. "You know what is next don't you?"

Jessica looked up at me from her bent over doggie position. She said, her voice dripping with sultry desire and need, "You are going to fuck me in my ass with your rock-hard cock, Professor."

"Do you want that, Jessica?"

"Oh yeah. I want your cock so badly. I need it in my fucking ass. Do it, Professor. Fuck my ass."

My cock was resting between the crack of her butt cheeks. I lathered it up with bath gel, making my dick slick and slippery. I rubbed the tip around the perimeter of her delicate, little hole. Jessica' body went tense beneath me. She was taut with the anticipation of my log being shoved up her ass. I wanted to ask one more time. "Are you sure this is what you want Jessica?"

"Oh yeah, Professor."

"Then fuckin' say it like you mean it, you teen slut!"

"Do it Professor! Fucking ram it UP MY ASS!!!!!"

I pushed my way into Jessica's tiny, little, butt hole. I felt her muscles contract as she sucked in air through her teeth. The crown of my dick was past the tight outer ring of her ass. I looked down and I asked her, "Do you feel ok? Do you want me to continue?" I did not want to hurt her; I needed her to feel good too. Jessica just moaned and nodded her head yes. I accepted her answer and pushed in deeper. Oh, the warm dry heat of her back channel felt so good raging around my cock. I needed more. Slowly, I worked my way further inside of Jessica. My hip thrusts were gentle, but yet firm and insistent. I tenderly rubbed the small of her back with my hands, massaging her skin. Jessica's face was a volatile mixture of pleasure and pain. I wanted to ease the passage of my dick; I needed to take away the tension that had built up in her waist. I acutely wanted her to feel the pleasure of this fuck.

My entire length was now inside of Jessica's anal cavity. Her tight ass ring was stretched taut by my fat cock. I waited a moment to let her adjust to the invader up her ass. To my surprise, I was not the first one to move. Jessica bent her knees and was pulling forward, sliding off of my dick. Did she want it to end? But then she stood up again pushed her asshole back onto my throbbing slab of meat. So that's how it was; Jessica wanted to fuck! She wanted to feel my cock splitting her ass open. Fair ' enough. I slowly started to slide. The friction was incredible; I had never felt anything grip my dick quite so tightly. It felt like an iron vice, coated in velvet, was clutching my cock - sliding up and down - demanding that I fuck. I couldn't help but moan. She was so good. This was so fucking naughty, perhaps the dirtiest of all acts. "Fuck!" I shouted. "Where's my dick Jessica? Tell me where my dick is?

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tagErotic CouplingsLisa’s Summer Vacation Ch. 03

Lisa’s Summer Vacation Ch. 03

I say it all the time but this time it's most true. This could be read as a stand-alone, but don't. Far better to know Who's on First!

Lisa didn't really want to leave but had little choice. Peter and Ruth wouldn't be exactly crazy about Jason hooking up with his hooker hookup and she had a client waiting for her in Monaco. Sucked to be her!

They'd left Nice that morning for the short hop to Monaco. Ruth and Peter were confining themselves to topsides so Jason could help Lisa pack. Jason's cock was filling her head with dreams of a longer relationship as it filled her pussy with cum.

Jason whispered in Lisa's ear. "How do I handle being away from you?"

She caressed his cheek. "The same way I'll handle being away from you. I'll do what I have to do, keep as busy as I can, and I'll think of you during the quiet times."

"Ahoy the Clarion!" Captain Strokes looked down the gangway at the attractive redhead on the dock. He answered, "How can I help you, Miss?"

"My name's Angie Pierce and I'm looking for Lisa Draves."

"Well, you've come to the right place, Angie. Come aboard and I'll get her." He turned to Robbie. "Go down below and tell Miss Lisa that her friend is here and start bringing her luggage on deck."

Lisa shook hands with Ruth and Peter. When she turned to Jason he swept her into his arms, kissed her hard and while still gazing at her eyes, said in a rather loud voice, "You know, Mom and Dad, I'm not really as stupid as you think I am. I know how to navigate around a computer and I've come to know lots of things! I know, for example, that there's no history of a Lisa Draves ever matriculating at UVA. In fact, there's no history of anyone by that name ever living at any address, being born anywhere, having a social security number, ever paying a penny of taxes, or having any credit score, anywhere. At least unless you count a seventy eight year old woman in a Des Moines nursing home. Another thing I know is that you never paid her. A girl does almost six weeks of work for you and you never write her a check?

I know she's been studying biochemistry and Primatology and I also know no one studies those books just for fun. So somewhere, under some name, she's registered for those classes. Mom, that also means I can find her and I eventually will find her."

Once again, his eyes never left Lisa's. "Then again maybe she won't want to be found. I know that's one of the questions I'll be asking her when I find her." He kissed Lisa again as he said to her, "Bye, bye, for now. You'd better not keep your friend waiting."

Robbie had put Lisa's luggage on a cart and Angie was with her in customs. Angie asked, "So I take it everything must have worked out with the virgin heir?"

Lisa snorted. "Well he's not a virgin anymore if that's what you're asking!"

"I can see how that'd be fun.

Anyway we don't have a lot of time so let me fill you in on this next client." She referred to her notes. "Louis Reynard, thirty-four years, thrice divorced, black sheep son of a family with very deep pockets in a very old suit. His little brother married into the Abt family so now he's somehow linked to the Nestle money. It's probably the first time in three generations anyone's been able to say for sure that a Reynard married up in the money department.

Your role will be that of the reliable bauble. The exquisite trinket that he may or may not use this evening. He's been known to hire our girls so he can reject them in a public way to aid him in the seduction of someone else. We've got a fairly extensive database on this guy and after your assignment is over I wouldn't be shocked if you spent the time untouched, just as I could easily buy into the idea that he offered you as a prize for the use of his dinner guests.

His major weakness is gambling. Expect to spend a bit of time at the tables in Monte Carlo. In the past this has been a good supplemental income source for our girls as he's been known to give a girl a $5,000 plaque to disappear and go gamble. He's also been known to give her $5. It all depends on which plaque or chip is closest to his fingers when he sends you away." Angie kept going through her notes. "He's hired you through the end of your summer's contract but don't be surprised if he sends you home early. Don't get nervous, he never asks for refunds.

No prior reports of any weird or offbeat sexual habits. Three girls reported him as being well hung... and that looks to be about it! Any questions or comments?"

"More like a two requests. I'm starting to get overloaded with luggage. Could you stop at a shipping agency and send these bags to me at my school address? The other thing concerns the Carsons. You heard the son's little good-bye speech as I was leaving?" Angie nodded as Lisa continued, "Well I'd be curious what kind of fallout that speech produces. I can easily see the mother completely being pissed that her darling baby is still interested in the common whore. I doubt that I'll be getting much of a tip from the father, but whatever happens I'd like to hear about it."

Angie rubbed Lisa's hand as she said, "I can do both those things.

Here, take this." She handed Lisa a Blackberry. "If I find out anything good I'll call you on this. When you're met at the end of your contract just give the phone back to whoever debriefs you. It'll probably be me anyway. Do you have a charger with a plug that fits this phone? If not here's a universal plug so you can keep it charged."

Angie had introduced Lisa to Louis and he barely acknowledged her presence with a nod. He said to Angie, "I won't be accompanying her in the car since I have no doubt she has no appropriate clothes. My man will take her to the proper places to correct the problem. Your opinion may or may not be of assistance. Do you wish to accompany them?"

"Why yes, if you like. I'll switch to a later plane and give her any assistance I can."

"Switch to a morning flight and while you're shopping get something for yourself so you'll be presentable at dinner." He put the two girls in the limo and departed up the street.

Lisa bent over and asked Angie in a low, conspiratorial tone, "What just happened?"

Angie giggled, "I'm not one hundred percent sure but I think I just agreed to sleep my way into a designer cocktail dress! On what I make I can't afford one and Louis gives them away like hotels give away thin mints so I figured, 'What the Hell? It's just sex!'"

Lisa grinned, "I remember the look on your face in Caracas when I told you about the Ferrari. By this time next year there'll be someone else in administration out here reading data to you since you'll be just one of us Hos!"

"We'll see!"

Dior, Versace, Saint Laurent, Dolce & Gabbana, Givenchy, Ralph Lauren, and Donna Karan, the names began to blur. Always when Lisa considered her shopping complete Federico insisted they try "just on more stop." Lisa had ten evening and cocktail outfits, lingerie, shoes, sportswear, she even had eight pair of $200 Donna Karran sunglasses. After Angie got her one outfit for this evening Federico then had her buy three more "just in case", along with lingerie and shoes. They also each had two wraps and a coat "for inclement weather". While they were in Ralph Lauren Federico even went next door and bought them Hartmann Wings luggage. He got a sufficient number of totes and mobile travelers with solid gold hardware to carry all of the day's purchases.

Federico accompanied the girls to their suite. "Monsieur Reynard will pick you up at thirty minutes past seven. In the meantime..." He pointed at Angie. "You will attend to me." He opened his fly and stood before her.

Lisa saw the sudden panic wash over the girl's face. She quickly interceded. "Federico, Angie was just saying how badly she needed the ladies room. Please allow me." She got down on her knees in front of the man and took out his cock. She started licking around the head and down the sides of the shaft. She looked up at the swarthy Mediterranean type and said, "You'd be so much more comfortable sitting on the foot of the bed. Here!"

She led him over to the bed and before pushing him down she unbuckled his slacks and pushed slacks and shorts to the floor. He promptly sat down as she continued licking his rapidly hardening shaft. Angie returned to the field of action and kneeled down next to Lisa. Lisa saw that the girl had undressed in the bathroom. They began passing the cock back and forth as they alternated licking and sucking it.

At one point Angie was rapidly bobbing her head up and down the shaft so Lisa climbed up on the bed and straddled his face, offering her pussy to the man. With a rapid sweep of his arm he brushed Lisa off him as if she were an offending fly which had had the temerity to land on him. She picked herself off the floor and resumed her place next to Angie.

When Federico got closer to his orgasm he pulled Angie up onto the bed and began thrusting into her. It only took about ten more strokes before he climaxed into her, pulled up his pants, and walked to the door. As he was about to leave he said, "Thirty minutes past seven, be ready."

Lisa climbed off the floor onto the bed next to Angie. She stroked the redhead's cheek as she said, "I believe they've got a lot of streets named after that guy."

Angie chuckled, "Umm, and they're all called 'One-Way'. I once had a math teacher that fucked like that."

Lisa grinned as she laid her head on Angie's bare breast. "That's what it would have been liked if my Uncle Jack had fucked me."

"You had sex with your uncle?"

"No, I said if he'd fucked me!" She looked into Angie's face from a distance of two inches. "You never dreamed about what it would be like to have sex with your relatives?"

"Yeah, of course, but I tried to stick to rellies of my own generation! Except for my Uncle Bob but that was because he hit on me a few times. When I told my mother about the first time I was thirteen and her response was, 'You mean he's never tried before now? That's surprising!' Apparently he's tried to hit on every female with a pulse he's ever met.

Is it often like that?" Angie was referring to Federico's abruptness.

Lisa nuzzled Angie's right nipple as she said, "I've had sex with twenty six people this summer and he's the only one! I keep wondering what it's going to be like the first time I come across a guy who's into sadism!"

Angie swung around and started lazily licking Lisa's slit. "You know the Agency has a policy about that."

"About getting your pussy eaten by a staff member?"

"No, about rough stuff. If the client's jacket contains any reports of prior abusive behavior they must be brought to the entertainer's attention prior to the assignment of the assignation. Any entertainer failing to report a client's sadistic fetishes..."

"Oh I remember that part, she gets immediately terminated."

"Bottom line is we try to make sure our girls know what to expect from a client. That's why you're required to file an evaluation form on every client you have sex with. Have you been keeping up on your forms?"

"Oops! I think they're packed in my Welcome! packet in my suitcase I shipped back to school."

"I'll give you another packet, there's one in my bag. We should be getting ready soon, I can't wait to get dressed up in my new stuff."

The two girls showered, gossiped, applied their makeup, and dressed so that by the time Louis Reynard entered the room at seven fifteen they were ready and waiting.

"Excellent! I have no doubt that I will be the envy of every man in Monaco when we appear in the Casino this evening with you two visions of loveliness on my arms. Shall we go?"

Lisa was speechless. She'd been to some lavish hotels with her folks but the Monte Carlo Casino was off the charts! A simile popped into her head "The Monte Carlo Casino is to every Vegas Hotel Casino as Grace Kelly was to every 'Solid Gold' stripper." She leaned over and whispered to Angie, "I feel like I should be outside selling pencils from a tin cup!"

Angie whispered back, "Remember, you're one of the two most beautiful women in the building, so flaunt it. Make the little people salivate!"

They were enjoying drinks at Les Privés, one of the bars in the Casino, when Lisa leaned over to Angie and whispered, "Are we with the most popular man in Europe or is everyone just trying to look down my dress?"

"Probably a little of both, I'd say. Louis is popular, he throws a lot of money around, your chest is fun to look at, and he has a reputation for enjoying it when he shares his women with friends of either sex."

Lisa nodded, "I think that last point might tip the scales!"

They left the bar and headed for the Cabaret du Casino de Monte-Carlo. Louis said, "I told you! You're making quite a hit. I've already had twenty requests to come to my party!"

Lisa asked, "Oh, you're having a party? When?"

Louis turned and stroked her cheek, "Mon cher, I have a soirée every night; it's expected. Tonight you're the guests of honor!"

Louis excused himself to the men's room. Angie faintly suppressed a giggle. "Have you figured it out yet?"

"Figured out what?"

"Louis was right, twenty or so men asked to come to his party upstairs. Some he invited, some he put off..."

"Yeah, I caught that part."

"Start paying attention! The men whose wives or girlfriends gave Louis a woody got invited, the others didn't make the cut. I suspect we've become wife or girlfriend-swap ammunition."

Lisa giggled, "Think on the bright side! At least we're getting hooked up with guys who're capable of getting a fox on their own!"

When they got to the suite at about one A.M. Lisa was surprised to find a quartet playing. Piano, bass, alto sax and trombone provided a delightful ambiance while trays of exotic hors d'oeuvres circulated amidst waiters delivering Dom and cocktails to the guests. Louis and a male guest were engaged in an animated discussion but unfortunately Lisa spoke no French. Finally Louis turned to Lisa as the other man walked away, "This fool just bet me 1,000 Euros that his girlfriend's breasts were firmer and higher than yours."

"Louis! How can you make a bet like that when you've never even seen my tits?"

"I can make such a bet if I don't care who wins! I want to see the girlfriend's tits! Now lower the top of your dress."

Lisa asked, "You mean here?"

"Of course here, just as the girl he's bringing over will drop her top also."

The gentleman returned with a blonde on his arm who immediately locked eyes with Louis. She untied the spaghetti straps holding her dress up and allowed it to drop to her waist. Lisa then did the same, knowing the contest was over before it began. When everyone looked at the two sets of tits the man, whose name was Philippe Leyard, handed the cash to Louis. He said to Lisa, "I'm afraid that I owe you an apology. Your breasts are delightful and seem to defy gravity." He held out his hand. "Allow me to apologize properly in the next room."

Lisa looked at Louis to get instructions. He said, "By all means! I'll be busy apologizing to Danielle. Angie, why don't you join us?"

The five of them walked into what Lisa presumed was the master bedroom where to Lisa's surprise Angie was the first one to strip. She asked, "Can I get anyone anything?"

Danielle responded by pulling Angie close and pushing her to her knees. Louis was already undressing Danielle so in short order her pussy was available to the girl's questing tongue.

Philippe acted almost timid with Lisa. His English was good but there was no doubt that it was a second (third?) tongue. He showered her with compliments about how she was the most beautiful girl he ever seen Louis with and asking how they had met. Lisa tried to be truthful as often as possible so she said she had been traveling with some friends aboard the schooner Clarion and had run into Angie outside the customs shed when they docked here this morning. She went on to say that it was through Angie that she had met Louis. He impressed her and she felt it was time for a change so she left her friends and jumped ship. "It's been fun catching up with Angie, we're sharing a suite on the ninth floor."

He still hadn't made the first move and the three-way action from the next bed was getting both wild and high volume so Lisa asked, "Philippe would you be more comfortable if we went down to my suite?"

At just that moment Angie, with Louis' cock down her throat and Danielle's tongue mauling her clit, decided to attempt to scream. For obvious reasons it wasn't very loud but it was enough to make up Philippe's mind. "Yes, please, I'd love very much to see your suite!"

Lisa could see Philippe was upset about something. He'd begun pacing ever since they'd entered the suite. Lisa knew better than to try to steer him into the bedroom until his issues were resolved. She asked, "Philippe, may I offer you something to drink?"

"Oui, Pernod s'il vous plait." He immediately realized what he'd said and corrected himself. "I'm so sorry, if you have some Pernod I would like that very much."

"Now it's my turn to be sorry. I'm not really that familiar with what's stocked in my bar and I'm not sure what Pernod is! Do you see a bottle?"

Philippe pulled a bottle off the shelf as he asked, "Will you join me?"

"As I said I've never even heard of it but sure, I guess I'll try anything!"

The double entendre wasn't lost on Philippe. He smiled as he poured the liqueur into two glasses, "Henri Pernod was one of the largest manufacturers of absinthe in the world prior to era of the prohibitionists. In your country you made the unspeakable blunder of outlawing all alcohol. The prohibitionist movement was also in France at the time but their goals were not quite so outlandish! They began a lead... no, they spearheaded a worldwide movement which simply outlawed absinthe.

So today Pernod is known round the world as the distiller of... Pernod! What beer is to northern Europe, Pernod is in the south." As he added water to the glasses it took on the appearance of cum. He handed Lisa her glass and they each took a healthy drink.

Lisa commented, "Licorice... or is it anise I detect? Never mind, I don't really care but the color reminded me of something."

Philippe asked, "Yes?"

Lisa locked on his eyes, "It reminded me that I'd been fantasizing about what it might feel like with your cum squirting into me.

As fascinating as your History of Pernod is, I can't help recalling the look in your eye when you first asked if you could apologize to me." Lisa stood and unzipped her dress as she continued, "There's something else, though.

I know you want me but there's something that's holding you back. What is it?" She stepped out of her dress.

He took Lisa in his arms and simply said, "Later!" He pulled the naked girl to him and began showering her with kisses. Lisa's hands in turn began unbuttoning his clothes. She was about to begin fellating him when he pulled her onto the bed and began gently kissing him as his hands stroked her body.

Every time Lisa tried to get aggressive Philippe would slow her down and maintain control of the pace of their lovemaking. She was rather enjoying the sense of just being done. He was continually exploring and learning where all her hot buttons were and Lisa was finding it increasingly difficult remaining passive as he deftly alternated pushing them.

She found that Philippe didn't object to her being passionate as long as the late fifties man kept control. As he began rubbing the end of his cock against her labia to gain moisture he suddenly stopped and spoke to her in an animated and urgent voice.

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The Shy One Ch. 04

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Sunday came, and the family of six had a big breakfast together. Things were much more frantic in the house with all four of the kids around. Aimee, Tara, Brad and Cassie were bustling and talking and bickering and laughing.

Afterward, Cassie sat in one corner of the sunny family room, watching them all read. Mom had a magazine, Dad the morning paper, Brad the sports section, and she, Tara and Aimee all had paperbacks. She loved it when they did this. It made her feel comfortable and secure. She thought it would always be one of her favorite memories of summer.

That and her time with Brad. Her real favorite memories were any of her moments with Brad, erotic or mundane.

Cassie herself read voraciously. Usually, she was completely absorbed in her reading, focused and conscious of nothing else. Not today. Today she was distracted.

Cassie looked at the sun streaming in through the east windows, hitting Brad in his chair like a spotlight. He kept glancing over at Cassie. She liked that. She stole quick glances herself whenever she could. For a while he became lost in an article, and she was able to study him uninterrupted for a long time.

Cassie liked the sharp angles of his jaw and cheeks, with the constant hint of the shadow of a beard, even right after he’d shaved. His head was like a chiseled block. He worked out so much even his faced looked muscular. She admired the tight sinews where his neck spread into his broad shoulders, above a barrel chest. Even beneath a loose t-shirt, the lines and edges of his pectoral muscles showed.

She wished that he would walk around shirtless at home. No one would care, and she’d love it. She wished she had the nerve to ask him to do it.

Then he glanced her way again. She let him catch her looking at him, then smiled happily and returned to her book.

As soon as she felt him look away, she went back to studying him. He’d gotten Mom’s blue eyes and thick, black hair, like her, but he kept it neatly out of his handsome face. He’d avoided getting the childish freckles that she and Tara were cursed with.

Brad looked at her yet again. She widened her smile, holding his gaze until he became uncomfortable and looked away, pretending to go back to his reading.

He used to do it all the time, to look at her. She noticed. She had always noticed. He had stopped when she started playing with Lisa. Cassie called it “playing”, to herself, because it was never anything more. It was just something fun to do, something to try. And it had made Brad pleasingly jealous.

Lisa was nice, and she was experienced, and a good kisser. Cassie felt inadequate and inexperienced when it came to sex. So Lisa made for a fun summer adventure, and a good teacher. She hadn’t expected it to bug Brad so much, but she also hadn’t intended for it to last more than a few weeks. But now it was all working out.

Cassie got up and moved over to sit at Brad’s feet. She didn’t touch him. He seemed a bit squeamish since last night, more than a little nervous. He probably had serious regrets. She didn’t, but she could give him his space. But not too much space. She wanted to be as close to him as she could.

The bright morning seemed to drag on forever, getting hotter with each passing minute. Aimee and Tara, having been working all summer, started the day eager to go to the beach early. They were disappointed when both Cassie and Brad said they were “beached out”. It then took the two sisters forever to get ready, to pick bathing suits, to get their gear together, and to get out. Cassie thought they’d never leave.

As soon as they did she stood up and walked over to the stairs. Mom and Dad were still home, but they’d stay down here. Probably.

Once at the base of the stairs she stopped and stared silently at Brad. He knew she was looking at him again, and he was purposely avoiding looking back. Cassie grew impatient waiting for him to look her way. When he finally did she didn’t smile, she didn’t make any expression, she just stared back into his curious blue eyes while starting up the stairs.

He quickly dropped his gaze back to his magazine, so she stopped after just a few steps. He looked back at her then, and she added a look of intensity to her expression. It was a blank expression, but an intense one none the less. Maybe there was a bit of a plea in it. This time he took the hint, putting his section of the paper down beside him. Cassie continued up the stairs, knowing he’d follow soon.

Cassie had her skirt unclasped and slipping to gaziantep escort bayan reklamları the floor along with her panties almost before she reached the top of the stairs. She went into Brad’s room to turn some music on, not caring what it was. She turned it up enough to cover any noises she might make, but not so loud as to cause her parents to come up and complain.

She walked back to her own room. She enjoyed the wicked, free feeling of walking naked below the waist, through the hallway of the house, with her family downstairs.

Once in her room, Cassie leaned forward on her elbows against her dresser, looking at herself in the large, oval mirror hanging on the wall above it. The music drifted in through the walls and hallway, something new she didn’t recognize, with a strong bass and a fast beat.

She looked at all of the freckles, and her black eyebrows, plucked narrowly, and her naturally long black eyelashes contrasting sharply with the blue of her eyes. Her too long bangs fell across her face down past her irises, the way she liked them, as if she were hiding behind them.

She looked at her thin, tiny lips, beneath a small, slightly upturned nose. It all seemed so soft and subtle. She wondered how attractive she really was to Brad, if he’d like it better if she had fuller lips, or more pronounced features. She wanted to be beautiful for him, like he’d said she was last night.

Cassie looked further down at her reflection, down into the collar of her own shirt. She could see her small, bare tits hanging inside her loose fitting top. Brad would be able to see, too. Cassie hated her tits. They made her look like a little girl. But Brad liked them, or at least he always strained to catch a glimpse. Cassie couldn’t wait to let him see them now, just like this.

Then he was there, in the open doorway, staring at her. She didn’t stare back, and she didn’t turn, but she was aware of everything he did by his reflection in the mirror. She kept her gaze locked on her own face, thinking about how he could see her bare ass once again.

She couldn’t look him in the eye. She couldn’t even risk looking him in the eye. She couldn’t let him see how badly she wanted her brother to fuck her. She felt like a whore. A warm blush rose in her cheeks.

Brad looked nervously back down the hallway and stairs, toward where their mother and father were still sitting and reading. He was so cute when he got nervous, Cassie thought. Cassie rarely got nervous, at least not enough to show it. Except for the blush just now, she admitted to herself.

Brad hesitated, then as always gave in to his desire and stepped into her room, smoothly closing the door behind him. It was darker and cooler here than downstairs, hidden from the morning sun. It had an artificial feeling of complete privacy. It seemed that she was finally alone with him.

Cassie felt a thrill run through her as Brad’s hands dropped to his belt and started to undo the buckle. Cassie still hadn’t seen his erect cock. She’d felt it five times now, but had never seen it. Lisa had spent hours describing it to her. She’d described its size and girth, every bend, the shape and color of his cock head, how it changed as it grew, aroused by thoughts of being with her, everything.

Now Cassie was going to see it for herself. And Brad was going to fuck her again, alone, without Lisa there. It would finally be just her and her loving brother.

Brad dropped his shorts as quickly as he could. He wasn’t in a hurry to get it over with, but he was desperately afraid they’d be caught, with Mom and Dad right downstairs. He wasn’t sure that the music was going to cover Cassie’s noises, if she couldn’t restrain herself more than usual.

He shouldn’t take the chance, he knew, he should at least leave some clothes on in case someone started to come upstairs. He could leave everything on, even his shorts, with just his cock sticking out. That would be safest, but he wanted Cassie to see his body. He pulled his shirt up over his head, then stood just behind and beside her, completely naked, so she could get a good look at him in the mirror.

She didn’t look, though, she kept her bright eyes steady, always staring, unblinking, straight into her own. Brad reached forward to brush some of the hair from her pretty blue eyes. He wanted to finally see her eyes as he entered her.

He allowed himself a momentary caress of her ass with one hand, too. Cassie sucked her breath in as gaziantep bayan escort reklamları he did it. He wasn’t sure if that was good or bad, if it was a sign of apprehension or satisfaction. He traced the outline of her ass with one finger, then slid it up and down the crack between her ass cheeks, working slowly closer to her two holes there.

He thought briefly again about his parents downstairs. He fought his anxiety off, stepping behind his baby sister to guide his cock easily into her once again.

Brad pushed in and out of her slowly this time, gently and smoothly and easily, in sharp contrast to the way he’d always fucked her before. He wanted to be her lover, now, not her rapist. He wanted to be gentle and easy. He wanted to be a tender, loving brother.

He could see her face for the first time, with his cock insider her. He’d always been forced to watch the back of her head until now. She’d been as faceless as he. She wore a soft, warm, tight lipped smile. She had closed her eyes as soon as he’d entered her, tipping her head slightly back and smiling contentedly, like a cat being petted, as he eased his cock in and out of his little sister. She looked calm and happy.

He’d fucked her so many times, now, but he was still amazed at how hot and tight her cunt was. It almost felt like his cock wouldn’t fit, except she was so wet and slippery that he slid into her easily. The heat of her covered his cock, overwhelming his senses, almost forcing him to feel and think about only that, only his cock and her cunt. Everything else faded away like background noise. The musical feel of his cock in her cunt was the only thing he really knew.

Brad looked at both of their reflections. He realized now, with elation, that he could see his baby sister’s bare tits down her shirt. They hung freely beneath her loose fitting top, which in turn hung freely away from her body. Each tit shook gently with every thrust he made, first rocking forward so he could clearly see her entire nipples, then back, where they quivered briefly before he pushed himself into her again. He studied their beautifully conical shape, enhanced only by the slightest of curves at the bottoms, before rising to wonderfully small, hard, pointed nipples at their tips.

Brad was overcome with the urge to make them move, to make them dance. He thrust into her harder, only for that reason. They moved a bit more, so he quickened his pace, trying to make his sister’s tits dance wickedly for him, like two nasty puppets on a string.

As he screwed her faster, Cassie’s smile widened. Her teeth showed now, and she began to moan. Brad stole a glance back at the door, again conscious that someone might hear her, but he didn’t stop.

When no one came upstairs, he began to push himself into his sister even harder. She moved her hands onto the edge of the dresser to steady herself against his thrusts, to push back into him. Each time he rocked his hips forward, she pressed her ass back against him just as hard.

Brad rested his hands on her shoulders, then slid them down her arms to find her hands. She immediately grabbed him, interlocking her fingers with his.

They stood there, fucking, hands tightly entwined. Cassie’s eyes opened, but she again stared only at herself. Her head snapped forward and back with Brad’s movements.

Brad stared at her reflection, marveling at the expression of joy on her face, listening to the wonderful, subdued sounds coming from her mouth. They were sounds that he was drawing out of her, or forcing out of her. He would push his cock in from behind, and a wicked high pitched whisper of a squeal would come out of his little sister’s mouth. He did it over and over again, relishing the feel and the sight and the sound of it all, his ability to make his sister squeal at will with his cock.

He felt his cock growing, losing control. Cassie’s pussy pulsated, gently, then again, more firmly, as she came once, then once more. She bit down a louder scream, then came yet again and couldn’t hold back. It seemed like a torrent of small orgasms took her all at once.

A moment later, Brad heard a noise down the hall. Still, he couldn’t stop himself. They were going to be caught, but he couldn’t stop now. He had to come inside her again first, inside his little sister. He had to make her keep coming, and come himself, too. He had to give her as many climaxes as he could, so that it would be love, not rape. It didn’t matter if their parents caught them.

It escort gaziantep bayan reklamları wasn’t rational, he knew, but he had no control.

As if she sensed his need, Cassie came violently for him. Her cunt muscles quivered and tensed and gripped him with the force of ever more intense, unending orgasms. She pushed herself back onto his filling cock, fighting back tortured screams of lust.

Brad closed his eyes to avoid the inevitable, to avoid the sight of his mother’s or father’s face as they walked in and caught them in the act of incest. He heard the door open. Whichever of them it was stood there in silent shock.

He thought about what he was doing. He was fucking his sister. He was fucking his beautiful baby sister. He was ramming his cock into his pretty little sister. He was ready to come into his adorable, sweet little sister.

Moments passed with no interruption. Then Brad’s thoughts instantly, irresistibly returned to how he felt inside Cassie. He felt his cock growing. It surged and grew and stiffened, feeling like it was going to burst. Then it did. He drenched the insides of his little sister with his cum, mixing it with hers, filling her with all he could give her.

When he was done she continued to grind her ass back into him. She whimpered and moaned, while he stood there panting and sweating, holding her hands in his, caressing them with his thumbs. He finally opened his eyes, looking first at her, then daring to look in fear in the mirror, over Cassie’s shoulder toward the door.

Lisa stood there, grinning. She had already closed the door silently behind her. When she saw him finally look her way she stepped forward to sit near them on Cassie’s bed.

“Shit, you guys are bold,” she said. “Even I wouldn’t have had the nerve to do that,” she added, looking back at the door, toward the constant danger of them being discovered by their parents.

Cassie’s smile widened further, as she insatiably ground herself a few more times onto Brad’s cock. She turned to look Lisa in the eye. Brad was jealous of that. He’d just fucked her mercilessly, and she had refused to look at him, her brother and lover, but she looked right at Lisa. It was as if he had still only fucked her anonymously. He had still only serviced her, or raped her.

“Your mom and dad let me in and told me to just come up when you didn’t answer,” Lisa explained. “Luckily they didn’t come get you themselves. Oh, and before I forget, they suggested you turn the music down. I think you should have turned it up, myself.”

Brad reluctantly let his cock slide out of his little sister. The suddenly naked feel of it was almost physically painful. Cassie immediately straightened up, leaning back into him to maintain the contact, still holding his hands. She rubbed her face against his neck, as her soft ass rubbed against his wet, shrinking cock.

Brad caught a glimpse of them both in the mirror, petite, half-dressed little Cassie with naked, thickly muscular Brad, both of them glistening in the heat with sweat from their exertions. She was smiling and pressing against him lovingly, again like a cat, this time nuzzling its owner. The look on her face made Brad feel wonderful.

Then he thought about Lisa, sitting there watching. It hit him with both guilt and jealousy that Cassie was supposed to be Lisa’s girl. He released her hands to scamper over to his pile of clothes.

“I’d better get dressed,” he mumbled needlessly, betraying both his anxiety and a touch of anger.

“So what do you guys want to do today?” Lisa asked, seemingly oblivious. “I mean, for the rest of the day.”

Brad looked at Cassie, who moved to sit beside Lisa. Cassie looked at her in silence, but with an expression of interest. She waited patiently for Lisa to open up.

“No, I’m not mad,” Lisa said, answering the unspoken question. “And I’m not at all jealous. To be honest, Cassie, you’re really cute, and very hot, but you’re just not catching on to this whole lesbian thing. I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but you’re straight. And someone has to eat my pussy soon, or I’m going to explode. I can’t keep waiting for you.”

Cassie smiled, Lisa grinned, and Brad laughed nervously, but his spirits immediately lifted.

“What’s worse, if Brad had ever fucked me the way he just fucked you, I think I would be looking for a guy myself,” she added, widening her wicked grin. “I wish I had a brother.”

Cassie smiled at the floor. She leaned over to give Lisa a quick kiss. Lisa pulled back momentarily, then kissed her again, lingering on her lips, letting the kiss grow passionate.

Brad felt another wave of anger and jealousy. Cassie could kiss Lisa like that, but hadn’t yet kissed him once. Cassie could look at Lisa and kiss her, but not even look at him when he screwed her.

Cassie popped up off the bed to get her own panties and skirt and quickly pull them on.

“Come on, let’s go,” Lisa said, standing up and heading to the door. “I want to go sailing today.”

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My Niece Jennifer Must Pay! Ch. 05

Thank you to Jennifer for the inspiration, and Jessica for editing my work. Thanks to you for reading.

After the fateful night that my niece Jennifer turned the tables on me, reversing from me controlling things to her taking over the reins, I couldn't help thinking how ironic the whole situation was.

Yes, I'd taken advantage of her, but it was really to save her ass from my sister's wrath after Jennifer foolishly wrecked my sister's car. I formulated a plan to have Will, an expert auto body repairman at the dealership where I was the general manager, repair the car.

The two of us worked several nights, off the books, off hours, to get it back into perfect shape. I concocted a story about a recall, got and paid for a loaner for my sister, and the thing is, we pulled it off. My sister was none the wiser. And even though Will and I didn't get paid in cash, we got paid.

I got to spank the pretty ass of my niece, and Will got a ticket worth a bunch of blowjobs from my lovely 19-year-old niece. Oh, I probably failed to mention, I got a blow job also, to seal the deal so to speak. We had pictures and video of Jennifer acting the whore as backup, just in case.

What we didn't realize was that Jennifer was a conniving bitch. Oh, she kept her end of the bargain with Will, blowing my friend on demand. But she also decided to blab about the situation with a law professor who got her mind turned around....on me. She blackmailed me into sucking her off in my office under the threat of going to the police, my wife or my boss Mr. Hoffman.

She even said she might have me service some of her friends, and intimated maybe even a guy. Damn.

While the videos would show one thing, the poor little girl blabbing her story to my wife (guilty even if I was innocent) and cops was too much for me to handle under pressure. I went down munching on her womanhood one night in my office. Oh, it was actually exciting, but I worried if she'd work that pussy licking into more evidence in a divorce case or worse.

Still, what option did I have? She held the wild card of a threat; it was her word against mine. My wife would side with the young girl. Heck, my wife would get pissed off if I looked at a woman's ass on the escalator in the mall.

Work took over my life the next couple days as we approached the end of the month. We had to do deals and more deals. My boss from the regional office, Mr. Hoffman, came by to congratulate me on the strong sales performance for the month. He was like a father figure to me, but also a friend. I think he could read me better than I let on.

After thanking him, though, he asked what was bothering me. I waved off his concern, just talked about how difficult the last month was. I surely couldn't tell him about Jennifer!

He left a little later, but soon another surprise occurred. Jennifer arrived.

"Will isn't working tonight, but I thought I'd come up anyway Uncle Rob," cooed the girl, working innuendo into her voice tone. "I was talking to my mom about her car, she really likes the way it is riding. You saved my ass there!"

Nodding, I just said I aimed to please.

We spoke about nothing for a bit, small talk. I actually enjoyed the view. She had a tight tee top on, a short pleated skirt and knee high socks with pink side stripes. Damn, my niece looked hot. She probably turned heads from her car to my office, but given the time nobody was around.

"You know you are a bastard, Uncle Rob. I mean, the deal with Will, well, I understand. Boys are boys as mom says, you guys are always thinking about tail. And I probably deserved it, I mean, barter was the only way I'd get out of the jam. But the stuff with you, why, you spanked me like a child. That was awful. And you made me blow you....that's just wrong."

I stared at the floor.

"So that's why you need to be used, that's why I am blackmailing you. You deserve to be blackmailed. You deserve to be forced to do the nasty things I tell you to do. You either follow my rules or your wife will know things she should not know. Your boss will know things. Who knows who else?"

"No butts except mine, Uncle Rob. Get onto your knees and get to work."

She was enjoying this. She held the cards. I had to obey.

I took a fall and started kissing between her knees and up her thighs. Humiliated, I knew it wouldn't work to argue, so I got to the task at hand. I rubbed her legs, kissed her thighs, and started to get into it.

There are worse things in the world than being between the legs of a 19-year-old beauty who needed servicing. I would be her gigolo if need be.

I heard the door opening. "What the hell is going on here," came the booming voice on my boss.

Looking up I stumbled to my feet as he put his finger to his lips before Jennifer saw.

"Well, young lady, you are blackmailing my general manager?"

Jennifer emphatically said no. He had the wrong idea. I had thrown myself on her.

Mr. Hoffman smiled. He looked at her, then me, then calmly hit the play button on his voice recorder on the cell phone.

Jennifer's words were perfectly clear: "So that's why you need to be used, that's why I am blackmailing you. You deserve to be blackmailed. You deserve to be forced to do thing. You either follow my rules or your wife will know things she should not know. Your boss will know things. Who knows who else."

"You are blackmailing Rob here, I can hear that. I think your mother will love this clip. Damn. It doesn't include anyone's name, and I was here with Rob all night. In fact I have security cameras that show only you and Will here. I watched you and him together, everyone will love that."

Jennifer began crying, "But..."

"But nothing, I knew the moment I walked by you on the steps you were up to something, young lady. I have tapes, I have a recording of your words, and I have been here a lot of the last month with Rob here, and he's done nothing untoward.

"You apparently had work done after you crashed the car, there's a ledger entry on the books showing you paid $500 and have been paying each week since. The only thing Rob did wrong was not charging you proper interest, but seeing you are his niece I guess that makes you a preferred customer.

"So, missy, how are we going to play this out? Are you going to make some sort of accusation against Rob here? Against the dealership? I mean, you can, but all the evidence points otherwise."

Jennifer mumbled something, her mind jumbled.

"Look here, your car is back in your mom's hands in tip-top shape. You had an agreement to pay for it, an it seems you are ahead on the payment plan according to the books I looked at. I have a video of you trying to blackmail your uncle, your own flesh and blood. And I have security video of you performing fellatio on one of the workers here. Damn, girl, have you no shame?"

The look on Jennifer's face was priceless.

Mr. Hoffman sternly looked at the girl. He told her to keep her mouth shut. To not tell anyone about any of this little scheme of hers, and he would keep thing quite on his end.

Jennifer rose, as if to leave.

"Aren't you forgetting something, young lady? Rob, why don't you go downstairs and bring up the folder in the accounting office on this transaction. Oh, and get a tube of the XO-40. Make sure you get the right one. Take about 10 minutes."

"Understood, sir," was all I said, but before exiting I saw him guiding Jennifer to her knees while he unzipped his pants.

Making a beeline to around to the common door to the bathroom, I sleuthed inside and peeked around the corner. Mr. Hoffman's cock was firmly encased in my niece Jennifer's mouth. She was dutifully sucking his sick, bobbing her head back and forth in syncopated rhythm.

I didn't know how he had assessed the situation, but I was happy he did. He didn't seem to be upset with me, and he had my niece Jennifer where she belonged. I wanted to watch the action, but thought better of it. He was clearly BS-ing on the accounting papers, but if he wanted the XO-40, a slimy gel used in engines, I'd get it.

Walking fast downstairs I grabbed a small tube of the slimy stuff and took my place outside the office door. I could faintly here the action inside, Jennifer was still sucking off my boss. He'd say naughty things to her from time to time, bringing a smile to my face. Good for him.

Soon I heard his voice. "Rob, are you back yet? I need that XO-40."

Knocking at the door, he told me to enter. I did, but the scene was pretty much the same. Jennifer was still sucking his cock, but she was kneeling on a chair and she was standing in front of her.

"I have trouble cumming, it's not her, it's me," said my boss, pulling out his cock and having the girl rub it against her face. The man smiled at me and pointed at Jennifer's rear end. He motioned me to slip up her skirt and I assumed he wanted her panties down.

Giving me thumbs up, he then motioned for me to finger the girl, but when I started playing with her wet pussy he shook his head. He wanted me to finger her ass. Thus the XO-40.

Soon I poked my finger at her ass, into it, and inserted up to the knuckle bringing out a scream from the girl.

"Calm down, young lady. Just relax back there. Rob knows what he's doing," said my boss, putting his cock back into her mouth. "You had him lick back there in your naughty place, now he's fingering it. How's it feel?"

"It hurts, please stop. Ouch," was all she said before putting his cock back in her mouth.

"You ever been to a pig roast, young lady?" he questioned.

He held her head tight, so she could only shake her head no.

"Wow, then tonight's your night," he said as the girl groaned on his dick. I got the idea, and lowered my pants This time I applied ample grease to my cock, jerking it while looking at Jennifer's wonderful ass.

I couldn't help myself. I spanked it several times, reminding her who was the adult. "You've been bad, Jennifer, very bad. Now for your punishment."

She was tense, but loosened up a little when I put my finger in her ass. Moving behind, she had to know what was going to happen next. I slid my sticky cock up and down her crack.

"It will feel a whole lot better if you relax," said my boss, who continued to rock his cock in and out of her mouth.

Looking down, I had to admire the view. Jennifer was kneeling with her ass back, skirt up and panties down to her spread knees. It was a beautiful view.

Soon I was pushing against her sphincter. It closed, fighting my pushing, but little by little my greased up cock made its way in until there was a little pop. Success!

Pushing in and out of her ass, a little more each time, I loved the sensation of the tight ass. It was awesome, tighter than anything I'd ever been in. Oh it was hot. I had to fight off the urge to cum right away, slowing to ensure I didn't.

I'm not a seasoned veteran at the back door action. My wife and I had one ill-fated attempt at ass-fucking, but never again. And now my dick was pummeling my niece Jennifer's 19-year-old behind. I struggled to ensure I didn't fire too soon, as who knows if this opportunity would present itself again.

Focusing on the action, I rutted the girl while holding her ass tightly to guide my thrusts.

The girl was groaning on Mr. Hoffman's cock. While the initial onslaught in her ass was painful, she was now rocking back at me so I assumed she at least didn't hate having her ass fucked.

Mr. Hoffman started rubbing her face with his dick again, and my niece Jennifer could how talk I heard to pleas.

"Oh, that hurts. You're fucking my ass. Oh, my, that's....oh, stop, No, keep going."

Jumbled words, but I think she said something about pounding her ass hard. So I did. The feelings surrounding my dick were unbelievable. In and out I went, pummeling her tiny tight formerly virgin hole. I rutted her hard and soon my cock erupted all of its sticky sauce up her beautiful butt.

It didn't end immediately, though, as although I came I still rutted her as my dick stayed pretty hard. Coming down from the high I noticed Mr. Hoffman smiling at me.

"Enjoy that?"

"Oh yes, that was awesome," was all I could say.

My boss rubbed his cock on Jennifer's face and then moved back toward me, reaching over for the XO-40 as I slipped out of my niece's ass. Soon he was behind the girl, sliding his dick up and down her crack before easily pushing into the well-fucked ass.

Wiping my dick off on my shirt, I couldn't help myself. I moved in front of my niece and resumed the pig roast position of my cock in her mouth while Mr. Hoffman pounded her 19-year-old formerly virgin ass.

Realizing he'd planned this all along once he realized the situation, I knew he wanted her ass. He was nice enough to give me first dibs, but once he had her back door it was harshly taken.

He banged her ass with little regard for her enjoyment, losing control while fucking her ass. I just watched as he banged her, enjoying the mouth action she gave my spent cock.

When he came, he did so with a loud roar.

Damn, this was the hottest ever.

Later that night, with Jennifer in the bathroom cleaning up, Mr. Hoffman showed me the video of Jennifer saying that absolutely nothing had happened at the dealership, that neither my boss, Will or I had done anything untoward with the girl. He must have recorded it when I was out of the room.

When Jennifer came back into the office she looked young, sweet and adorable. She even smiled at us, saying she was sorry but that it would never happen again.

She was speaking about the blackmail she'd attempted and that she was sorry. I am thinking the aftermath might just happen again. This time Mr. Hoffman had the cards and they were all wild.

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