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I knew this was a huge mistake. From the very first time I met him at the coffee shop, I should have seen through his flattery and good looks. Christian was a sadistic monster. He led me to the island with false intentions and was keeping me captive like a dog on a leash. What was worse is I wasn’t his first victim. Amelie, the young girl he claimed was his pregnant wife had clearly been his first captive. If he had intended to impregnate that small girl I wanted no part in it. Certainly any child of Christian’s would be the spawn of Satan.

I spent most of the night in pain from his abuse and considered all my escape options. None of them seemed feasible since I’d need a boat to get off this nightmare island and Christian held the keys. Still it was worth trying. Maybe he was stupid enough to leave the keys somewhere on the yacht. If I could remove the ankle monitor I might buy some time to search the yacht before Christian caught on. I wouldn’t know my way back to land though. We’d have to be miles from town. I’d risk dying at sea but it was better than staying around to see what Christian’s intentions were. Even if I did find land I’d have no way of knowing where the island was so I could send help for poor little Amelie. I was at a loss… If I was going to escape, I’d need to bring her with me.

I was startled by a knock at my door. I opened it to find Christian’s smirking back at me. “Sleep well?” I wasn’t going to humor him… “The silent treatment? Well maybe a nice shower will make you feel better?” He then handed me some towels with a set of clothes folded on them. “Meet me in the master bed when you’re finished.”

I glared at him and shut the door in his face. I then unfolded the clothes and was disgusted to find he had handed me a slutty maid uniform. It was a black dress, white lace collar, and lacked buttons half way down the front of the blouse. The lacy white apron and thigh highs were insulting. I wasn’t ready to indulge his kinky fantasies but being as I had little choice at the moment, I reluctantly took the clothes and towels to the end of the hallway and stepped in a much needed hot shower.

Natalia’s disobedience was becoming a nuisance. I really should have considered hiring a less strong willed bitch but what I really wanted were her skills. I needed her to help me after I impregnated Amelie and someone had to keep the mansion decent. I’d break her of her stubbornness in time. They couldn’t all be as malleable as my sweet Amelie. I’d tamed feistier bitches than Natalia. Amazing how much control you can gain with a little bdsm play.

Upon my return to the master bedroom I found Amelie awake holding the sheets to her naked breasts. Her curls were disheveled but she was still just as beautiful to me as ever. She crawled over to meet me at the edge of the bed and I intertwined my fingers in her hair before pulling her face to mine. I kissed her forehead and made my way down the slope of her nose to her sweet lips. I used my other hand to fondle her breasts and take advantage of her cold nipples. She let out a gasp when I slowly moved my hand to her moist sex. Her eyes were closed and I held her head back as she parted her legs to invite my hand into her. I still couldn’t get over how tight she was. I could barely get two fingers inside her unlike Natalia who was lose enough for my whole hand to fit. She moved her little hand to my dick to feel its outline through my pants. I grabbed her hand and brought it to my face. She was so soft and frail that I feared I might break her. She was my porcelain doll. So perfect and pure.

I heard Natalia enter the room and removed my hand from between Amelie’s legs. “Amelie, I want you to meet Natalia.” I gestured for her to come to me and she walked to the bed reluctantly. As she neared us I could see her feeble attempts to cover her breasts by pinning her blouse shut. As she came closer I grabbed her wrist, pulled her closer to me and ripped her blouse open, exposing the bust of her large breasts. “Ah yes, that’s much better.” Her face turned red and she looked as though she might dare to slap me but she resisted. I pulled her closer and whispered in her ear, “I need you to examine Amelie and determine if she’s ready to take my seed in her womb.” I then turned to Amelie, “Now love, I must leave you two alone to become better acquainted.” I left the room but stayed within ear shot in case Natalia tried anything funny.

She was gorgeous. Her long raven hair and suntanned skin made me feel so pale in comparison. She must have been at least 5 maybe 7 years older than me. She could tell I was nervous, after all, the only thing separating us was a sheet. I was startled when she reached for me and moved an out of place curl from my face. “Let’s clean you up.” She said as she walked to the vanity next to my bed. She gestured for me to come to her and I wrapped the sheet around my naked body as I left the bed. “Come on Amelie, you have such a beautiful body, you don’t have to hide it.” She then took my sheet and sat me in front of the mirror. I relaxed as she tied my curls up with a pink ribbon and picked out a pink flowery sun dress for me. I put it on and went back to the bed to lie down. I felt fatigued and weak ever since the kidnapping. I hadn’t fully regained my strength and just wanted to lay in bed and sleep the day away. I think part of me kept wishing that if I fell asleep I’d wake up and realize this was all just a dream and be back in my tiny house. Natalia joined me on the bed and hummed a song as I closed my eyes and drifted back to sleep.

I didn’t want to do it but I knew if I didn’t Christian would punish me. Amelie was such a sweet, pure, shy girl and she was about to be impregnated by a sadist. As much as it killed me, I fulfilled his wishes. Amelie’s sun dress was disheveled exposing her small mound. I gently opened her legs and inserted my finger into her tight pussy. She must have definitely been a virgin before Christian had his way with her. She didn’t wake. Christian had made her very wet so it was easy to take the sample I’d need from her. After testing her hormone levels with a kit in the medicine cabinet. I left the room to find Christian right outside the bedroom door waiting for me. “She’s ready.” He shot me a diabolical smile.

“Keep her company, I’ve got plans to make.”

I was relieved as he walked away and descended down the grand staircase. I was worried that he might take Amelie right after I revealed the results but this way I had time to devise an escape plan before he had a chance to plant his demon seed in the angel. I returned to the room and quickly locked the door. After fiddling with the ankle monitor for a good 20 minutes, I was able to slip it over the heel of my foot and eventually slip it off. I then ran to Amelie on the bed and shook her violently awake. “Get up! We don’t have much time!” She awoke startled like a deer in headlights and stared at me with confusion.

“What’s going on Natalia? Where’s Christian?”

“He’s planning to force you to bear his child. He’s crazy, he kidnapped me and brought me here against my will. We’ve got to get away from him, he must be some kind of sadistic psycho. Who knows what he’s capable of?”

“No Natalia, we can’t leave, he’s hidden the keys to the yacht there’s no way off the island.”

“We’ve got to try. He’s downstairs now. If we climb out the window and onto the trellis we can make a run for the dock.”

“No, it’s too risky. I’ve tried to escape before and he punished me…. plus he’s not so bad, he’s treated me pretty well when I’ve behaved. He loves me Natalia… I can’t leave him, I’m all he’s got and he’s all I’ve got.”

“Listen to yourself!? You’re a classic case of Stockholm syndrome. Don’t sympathize with your captor. He’s using you as a sex slave.”

I then grabbed Amelie from the bed and ran to the window. I started to crawl out on to the ledge when I noticed she wasn’t budging. She looked at me and I could tell she was paralyzed with fear. She started to cry and I jumped back through the window to cover her mouth. “What is wrong with you? He’s definitely going to catch us if you don’t stop!”

I let go of her mouth and she started to follow me to the window. Just then, a hard pound at the bedroom door made me jump out of my skin. “Open up!!!” Christian roared and I knew I had no chance. I wasn’t ready to give up so quickly without a fight though and I hurried to the ledge making my way down the trellis. Amelie didn’t follow but she didn’t unlock the door for Christian either. She just gave up… it was sad really. She must have been brain washed or something. I however was not ready to succumb to Christian and leapt from the trellis to the ground below. I must have misjudged my landing. I screamed in pain as my ankle twisted. I tried to stand but stumbled and fell back down. I started to crawl. Call me hopeless but I honestly thought if I could crawl to the yacht I might still have a chance. It was then that I heard the front door slam open and someone run towards me. My head was jerked back by a fistful of my hair. “Did you really think you could escape me Natalia?”

I turned around on my back and kicked him as hard as I could with my other good leg. I was aiming for his dick but missed and hit his lower abdomen. He doubled over in pain and I squirmed from his grasp and attempted to stand again. Despite the excruciating pain in my ankle, I managed to hobble a few feet and gain my stride towards the yacht. I was still maybe 50 feet away before I looked behind me to see Christian wasn’t chasing after me but he also wasn’t anywhere to be found which made me more nervous. It took all my strength to stumble my way to the dock.

I was nearly there. Only a few more feet. Before I could even consider my next move I was shocked with several volts of electric coursing through my body. I screamed in agony as my body hit the cold ground and I was immobilized. It happened so fast I didn’t know what had hit me until I saw the taser in Christian’s hands. He turned me over and forced himself between my legs and hovered over my helpless body. I’d never seen such stone cold anger in someone’s eyes as he grabbed my throat with one muscular hand nearly choking me. “You stupid whore! Did you not learn your lesson when I fisted your cunt? That was nothing compared to what you have coming to you.”

I spit in his face and he paused to wipe it off before tightening his grip around my neck. I struggled underneath his weight but he didn’t budge. I gasped for breath and panicked as he continued to asphyxiate me. “Goodbye world, at least I tried….”The lack of oxygen to my brain dulled my senses until all I could hear was the beating of my heart before I blacked out.

I lay on top of Natlia’s unconscious body contemplating what I was going to do with her next. I considered loading her in the yacht and dropping her out at sea but that would be cruel… I picked her limp body up, threw her over my shoulder, and headed back to the mansion. My rage was pulsing through me at the thought of her trying to take my Amelie from me. Before I went back inside to find the taser I had barricaded the door to the master bedroom so Amelie wouldn’t be tempted to intervene. My dick was already hardening at the thought of what I was going to do to Natalia.

I carried her back down to the cold basement where I kept my toys and gadgets. I strapped her asphyxiated body into a leather sex swing spreading her cunt open wide for easy access. There really is a fine line between bdsm and rape… I wasn’t going to be as gentle this time. I put the ball gag in her mouth and placed clamps on her nipples that connected to a chain. I wasn’t going to risk impregnating this slut. She wasn’t worthy of bearing my child and her cunt was so stretched that it wouldn’t please my dick anyway. Still she needed something to fill her so I pushed a nice 10 inch long, 3 inch wide dildo into her easily accessible pussy and strapped it in place so she couldn’t push it out. She was starting to re-gain consciousness. I moved around the swing to stand over her face. Her eyes slowly opened and she tried to scream but the gag muffled her. I was fully erect now looking down at her frightened face. I removed the ball gag and before she could try to curse me again I tilted her head back and shoved my dick down her throat. “If you bite me bitch, it will be the last thing you do.” She gagged as I used the swing to slowly push her away from me, removing my dick just long enough for her to breath before swinging her back to take it all in again.

I felt her teeth on my shaft and wasn’t going to take my chances. She winced in pain as I grabbed the chain of her nipple clamps and pulled just enough to get my point across. “When will you learn bitch? I own you.” My balls slapped her face as I pumped my dick in and out of her throat relentlessly, using the swing for leverage. Her gagging was squeezing my dick so I hurried my pace and released my hot load deep into her throat. Before she could try to spit it out I replaced my dick with the ball gag forcing her to swallow my hot cum. Her eyes filled with rage and I knew our lesson was just beginning.

I knew just the right toy to tame this bitch. I walked to the corner of the basement and unveiled my prized piece of mechanical pleasure. I had built it myself but never had a chance to try it out on anyone before. I turned to find Natalia still struggling to break free from her bonds

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Unlike me, a fuck machine was much less forgiving. She’d have to let go eventually and embrace my will. I moved the heavy machinery between her spread legs. I decided to be kind enough to lubricate the large black dick attached to the machine before inserting it into her reluctant ass. I positioned her so that just the tip was inside of her. The dildo in her pussy made her rectum much narrower so she’d have to adjust to the girth of the dick in her ass. I pulled her swing closer to me slowly inserting the length of the dildo inside of her tight ass. She was perfectly positioned now to begin her punishment. I turned the machine on and it slowly pistoned in and out of her ass as she hung helpless in the swing. I could see her juices escaping past the dick in her cunt and roll down to her asshole, adding much needed lubrication as she took in the full length of the dick that rhythmically fucked her.

After a good 10 minutes of slowly fucking her ass, I decided she was ready to take it up a notch. I dialed the machine to a higher speed and watched her struggle to break free from its torment. “Give up Natalia and you’ll enjoy it so much more. The more you struggle the harder I’m going to fuck you.” She must have taken my words as a challenge as she twisted violently in the swing trying to free herself from the dick in her ass. I then dialed the machine to the highest setting and she screamed as the dick pistoned her faster and faster. I was beginning to get somewhat jealous that it wasn’t me who was pounding that tight ass of hers. Tears began to roll down her cheeks and she pleaded against her gag for me to stop. I knew if I gave her what she wanted she’d only betray me again. Instead I attached a vibrator to her swollen clit to ease some of the pain and turn it into pleasure. I sat back and watched as she was forced to orgasm with her holes filled and fucked. It made my dick so hard that I had to relieve myself.

I kept the machine set to high and left Natalia to complete her punishment. I had a very scared Amelie still locked away in her room to attend to. I unlocked the door to the master bedroom but had trouble moving the door. “Amelie, love, please move so I can come in.” I asked nicely but could have very easily pushed it open. I didn’t want to risk hurting her though so I waited for her reply.

“No Christian! Tell me what you’ve done with Natalia!?”

I was mildly annoyed by her demands… “She disobeyed me Amelie. I couldn’t let her take you from me now could I? ”

“She said you were a monster Christian! She said you were using me. I’m not letting you in until you can tell me what you’ve done with her!”

I considered barging through the door and proving her right but restrained my temper… “Love she’s fine, I promise. We just had a disagreement and she stormed off to her room. She said she’s sorry for scaring you. “

It was silent for a few minutes and then Amelie opened the door and stared up at me with her tear filled hazel eyes. “Don’t cry angel, everything is ok. We just had a misunderstanding that’s all.” I picked her up and hugged her tight to my chest, burying my nose in her curls. The smell of strawberry shampoo filled my senses.

“Come love, you must be starving. I’ll make you something to eat.”

I placed her gently back on her feet and led her to the kitchen.

Up until I met Natalia this morning. I was starting to enjoy the thought of living in the mansion with Christian. I was even starting to warm up to the idea of becoming the mother of his offspring. Everything was happening so fast but for the first time in my life, I finally felt like I was truly loved and had a purpose in the world. I couldn’t stay upset with Christian even if I tried. I’d take one look at his handsome face and melt in his arms. I convinced myself that he wasn’t controlling me, that this is really what I wanted all along. Escape was never an option, I learned that the hard way. I really did love him. He was strong yet gentle. Forceful yet soft. He knew my body better than I did. I was addicted to him and would do anything to please him.

I followed him to the kitchen and hopped up on a stool in front of the counter to watch him cook. He prepared a plate of crepes and fruit and joined me at the counter. “This is my favorite dish. I spent a summer abroad in Paris after my parent’s died.”

“Oh Christian… I’m so sorry I didn’t know…”

He looked at me and shrugged. “It’s been years Amelie, no need to be sorry. They weren’t very good people anyhow… trust me. You’re the only family I need now anyway.”

I had never known my parents. I was raised in an orphanage until I was 17 and ran away. I’d been on my own ever since. Part of me had always longed to have a family though and Christian knew it… Maybe that’s why he chose me? We were kindred spirits, lost souls in the world just yearning for that one true piece of happiness. I finished up my breakfast and excused myself from the table.

“Amelie, why don’t you go wait for me on the beach? I have lose ends to tie up before I join you.”

I kissed him and headed for the front door to the sandy trail leading to the beach.

It must have been at least an hour since Christian left. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. I was running out of lubricant but the machine kept pistoning in and out of me in a fast motion. I gave in to it not long after Christian left and I no longer held on to my pride. He had won. I now knew exactly what he was capable of and after the 8th earth shattering orgasm, I was exhausted and lay limp in my restraints while the huge dick impaled my ass without hesitation. My will had been broken. I knew even if I had the will to escape again, it was no use. I gave up and prayed for Christian to return and release me.

I was staring up at the ceiling listening to the thump of the machine when I heard Christian descend down the creaky basement steps. I sighed with relief at the sight of his face.

“Did you learn your lesson Natalia?”

I nodded eagerly in hopes he would turn off the machine and untie me quickly.

“Well maybe a few more minutes will do you some good?”

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When he put his mouth on my nipple it felt as if every nerve in my body were gathering under his tongue.

I took Sami’s shirt off after mine had already been crumpled and pushed into the legroom. His shoulders were high and strong, and I pressed my mouth against the handle of his sternum, my fingers tracing the crease of his spine with its knuckles of vertebrae. I thought of God, suddenly. Sami made an ocean sound in the back of his throat, a gentle rumbling, and I wondered if I was ever going to be punished for that moment, for the feeling of fullness I had with his body on top of me.

Time moved strangely then. The moments of awkwardness stretched and then disintegrated once our socks and underwear were off and there was nothing between his skin and mine. When he sat up to roll on a condom – an act that looked ridiculous to me, and made me realize why people didn’t like using them – it seemed like he was away from me for a long time. And then, when he moved between my legs, lowering himself into me, the pain held me still, reaching into my chest and forcing my mouth open. My eyes were closed, and Sami’s breath sounded distant until his hand reached down between us, slow and careful. The skin on his fingers was soft, and I felt myself emerging from the pain into a thick sweet pleasure. My back arched higher and higher, I felt his hipbone push into me sharply a few times, and then he was kissing my neck, both of us still.

An hour later Sami parked his cab on Mesilat Yesharim street, and we walked down to the small park on the corner of Ben Yehuda and King George. The park has a little pond and a fountain, and then a few steps lead to a small garden with some benches and a huge brass sculpture of a horse. We sat on the edge of the pond, and Sami took a new pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket. He peeled the clear plastic off and dropped it at his feet without crumpling it. I watched him open the box, tip out a cigarette, and reach into his jacket for a red plastic lighter. While he lit the cigarette I looked down into the pond. There was a thin crust of ice on the surface, but I could see the water moving below it, and I reached out with one hand, spreading my fingers and pressing down until I felt the ice begin to give. As soon as the water began to rush through the cracks I’d made I pulled my hand away and rubbed it against my thigh, shocked.

Sami looked over at me. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I cupped my hands over my mouth and breathed into them until I felt warm again. A dirty-looking yellow cat approached us slowly, making a low mewing sound and swishing its tail back in forth. Sami grimaced and shooed it away. Taking a final drag on the cigarette he exhaled deeply, and then reached for my hand to pull me up.

“I should take you home,” he said, and I nodded.

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It was Saturday and time for monthly car maintenance. I hated this chore but it was one that took two people, so I had to drive the car to the garage and when I was ready to leave, I always called James to come pick me up. I needed the oil changed, realignment of my tires, lubricate the chassis and a tune-up. My regular garage was closed for because they needed a vacation so I had to go to a new shop. I told James where I was going and that our usual auto shop was closed for the week. I got in my car and said, "I'll call you when I'm ready to be picked up."

He was reading the paper and drinking coffee and he nodded and said, "okay, I'll be waiting for the call."

It was summertime and the humidity was unbearable so I had on a hater-top and a very thin skirt with nothing on underneath. I hate to sweat and in this weather the only way to prevent that is to wear as little as possible or nothing at all. I turned the air conditioner up full blast. It was only a ten-minute drive from the house.

I got there just as the shop was opening. There were only the mechanics there; the manager hadn't yet arrived. There were three of them. One was putting new tires on a car probably left over from the day before; he was real cute, about thirty-five years old, maybe five feet ten inches tall, curly black hair, deep green eyes, built like a football player with all his gear on. Another one was having coffee; he too was sort of sexy in a different way. His blonde hair that touched his neck; he looked about twenty-seven years and had brilliant blue eyes. The third was an excellent example of the most beautiful black man I ever saw. About six feet tall, he was slim and in good shape. He was probably about thirty-five with piercing brown eyes and a smile that wouldn't end. His chest was strong and his arms looked as if he worked out daily; his stomach definitely had a six pack. His smile was true and it showed in his eyes. He was soft spoken and he is the one who approached me and said, "Can I help you, ma'am?"

"Yes, I need some work done on my car. I need the oil changed, realignment of my tires, the chassis lubricated and a tune-up. Could you tell me how much that would cost and how long it will take?"

"Well, ma'am, I'm sorry, but I don't do that kind of stuff, you telling you how much it costs; I just fix 'em." And he smiled at me

"Oh, well, who can tell me the cost and how long it will take?" I asked, sweat already beading up on my neck.

"Tom, the manager can tell you that when he gets here." He told me.

"Well, what's your name?" I asked, with a smile on my face and ideas in my in my head. My pussy was getting wet just looking at these three beautiful specimens of men.

"Derek, ma'am." He replied with a sheepish grin.

"Well, Derek, do you have any idea how long until Tom will be here?" I ask, while wiping a trickle of sweat from my breasts.

"No, ma'am, he keeps odd hours. But if you want to wait, you can do so inside where it isn't so hot. Don't want your delicate skin to get burned by this early morning sun." He glanced at my breasts when he spoke.

I smiled, "Well, thank you, Derek, it might be a little more comfortable inside; I think I will take you up on that."

I got my purse out of the front seat and followed him into the store. As we walked past the other two fine specimens I smiled and wiped another trickle of sweat from my brow. They watched as Derek and I entered the waiting room.

I took a seat and soon the blonde was there. "Good morning, ma'am. I just made a fresh pot of coffee would you like some while you're waiting for Tom?"

"Mmmmmm, that sounds good; thank you" I said with a smile. "What's your name?"

"Peter, ma'am." He said as he blushed.

"And what is that mechanic's name, the one over working on the tires?" I asked.

"Sterling, ma'am, he does wheel balancing, breaks and new tires." He told me.

"And what is your specialty?" I asked him.

"I do lube jobs and oil changes, ma'am." He said as he blushed.

Oh yes, he was a beautiful man! I could feel his touch through those luscious blue eyes and I knew he wanted to touch my breasts. I even wishfully hoped he could smell the hot juices spewing out of my pussy.

He turned and left the room on his mission to serve me coffee. I used that opportunity to sit in a very provocative position in the chair. I loosened my halter-top and pulled my skirt up to just below my crouch. When Peter returned it was obvious he had been thinking about what he wanted to do to me. His pants had this wonderful bulge in them. His hands were shaking as he handed me the coffee and I thought, "Oh this is good, he's going to drizzle coffee on me and then he'll have to touch me."

I reached for the coffee and sure enough he was so nervous that a few drops spilled on my leg. He turned red and tentatively reached down to wipe the hot liquid from my leg and at the same time was apologizing, "Oh ma'am, I'm so sorry, let me clean that up for you."

His hot hand touched my leg and electricity shot through my pussy. I reached for his hand and guided it towards the liquid spewing from my pussy. "Mmmmmm," I moaned, "you need to dry this spot up first, " I whispered into his ear.

He lifted his head and looked me in the eye and said, "Oh, yes ma'am!" and I watched as the bulge in his pants grew.

I reached over and felt it and more juices flowed into my hot pussy. I leaned back in the chair and spread my legs. Then I unzipped those not tight jeans and pulled out a dick about eight inches long that was pulsing as if it were already pumping me full of his hot cum.

"Oh my god," he swore, I have never seen a shaved pussy before; that is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," he whispered as he asked, "can I eat it first? I've always wanted to eat a shaved pussy. I can smell how hot you are and I want to taste those juices."

"You can use my pussy any way you want," I told him.

He licked his lips and the next thing I knew he was licking me like a hot dog laps up water. My clit was going wild and before I knew it I came like an electric wire had been connected to my clit. It was convulsive and strong. He lifted his head and smiled at his accomplishment then he started stroking his penis. It was already hard, but as he stoked it, it seemed to grow another inch. I reached out and guided it into my waiting pussy. As the large mushroomed head penetrated the lips I pushed my hips towards his body. His head was so big I could feel it tear my skin. It was hot and hard and it filled the entire being.

I gave myself completely to this beautiful feeling of surrender and lost myself in his perfect body and the wonderful fuck he was giving me. I was enjoying Peter so much that I didn't see Derek and Sterling enter the room. The next thing I felt were two mouths exploring my breasts. Licking and sucking and my nipples were responding very happily. And I took a deep breath; relaxed and let them have at it. Peter was pumping me faster and faster and when he came, exploded like a cannon in my hot pussy. I wished James had been there to clean me up. But alas, we were just getting started.

Peter withdrew and Derek reached down, lifted me out of the chair with those strong arms of his and gently placed me on the carpeted floor. I think Sterling placed a pillow under my head. Derek unfurled the largest penis I had ever seen. It must have been twelve inches long. And it was thick too, maybe four inches. When he knelt between my legs and put the massive head to my pussy she relaxed to let him force his instrument into her. And force he did. My pussy was not use to such a large tool. As he pushed his way through the already open gateway I was torn once again, this time it was painful but delicious; the hotness from the pain was, in some weird way, very soothing.

Derek must have known how much he tore my insides because he was very gentle as urged my dripping pussy to stretch enough to let him have his pleasure with me. With the little strength that I had left in my body after Peter's astounding fucking I willed my pelvis to reach forward and hold onto the massive piece of meat that was gaining entrance to my being.

Feeling this Derek pushed a little harder and began the methodical rhythm my pussy yearned for.

Because of the tears, my pussy was hot with pain. But she still felt the joy of being filled with such beautiful, massive organs. The liquids flowed to keep her lubricated so that all would enjoy the best fuck yet.

Derek started on top of me then he turned over and pulled me onto his strong body. I put my hands on his strong chest and started fucking him. He moaned his pleasure. Then I felt the stinging as Sterling had unleashed his massive tool and was standing over my exposed butt and inserting his ten-inches into my delicate butt hole. It burned since it had never had such a large cock in it. But at the same time it was pleasurable. I had always wanted to take it from both sides. This was so erotic. I was ecstatic with the thrill of being fucked by two men at the same time. I just relaxed and let them have their way with me.

Derek was now literally pushing me up and pulling me down on top of him. I now knew how he had built up those beautiful muscles he had. Sterling was going in and out of my butt with wonderful rhythm and there were juices in my butt. I know my butt is tighter than my pussy and I guess that makes the fuck better because within a short time, Sterling was pumping me full of his hot, sticky cum. I had another orgasm from this. I had never experienced a rectal orgasm, but it was fantastic!

I was just recovering from this explosion when I felt a new penis at my lips. I glanced up and there was a man I hadn't seen before. He was tall, dark and handsome to still an old cliché. And his penis was beautiful. I didn't know who he was, but my mouth wanted that penis in it. So I opened up and permitted him entrance. It was by no means a small cock. I had to stretch my lips to their limits he was so thick. And he tasted good. So I sucked and licked and sucked again.

I had no idea how long this gang-bang had been going on but I didn't really care. It was delicious and was definitely satisfying my sexual appetite. I thought, "What a shame James is missing all this wonderful fun!" I made a mental note to tell him all about it when I got home. Then I would let him clean all these different cums out of me.

This man I was sucking seemed to be growing in my mouth as I sucked him. He was already large but now I was feeling him touching my teeth. He had gotten wider it seemed and was starting to cut off my air supply. Then suddenly, he ejaculated the sweetest cum I had ever tasted into my mouth. I sucked and slurped trying to make sure I didn't miss a drop.

The next moment I felt the hot sting in my pussy as Derek filled her with the biggest creampie I had ever felt. It was so thick that I could feel it rolling around in my pussy and I convulsed in rhythm with Derek whose massive body shook like a volcano.

He rolled over and pushed me off his body. He appeared weak. I know he had been fucking me for at least an hour. Or it seemed that long anyway.

His departure opened the door for Peter, who by now had regained all of his strength from his first fuck. His penis was erect and readies as he straddled me. "My turn again," he smiled as he kneeled over my convulsing body. "Oh and the guy in your mouth is Michael, he's the manager."

I looked up and waved as he pulled his now emptied cock out of my mouth. "Hello, Michael, I need to talk with you," I said.

"Sure, ma'am, anytime," he responded, "and thanks for the blow job, it was great."

I smiled and said, "It was good for me too, you have very sweet cum. Do you drink a lot of juices?"

"Yeah, as a matter of fact I do." He said.

This conversation was going on while Peter was still fucking me. So I relaxed and let him finish his business. It didn't take too long. I think he was still feeling the results of his previous explosion. But his second explosion was just as exciting as his first.

As soon as the four men had been satisfied and I was well satiated they moved back from me to give me room to get myself together. I looked at their anxious faces, smiled, and said "Thank you boys, I needed to be really fucked! And you are all so beautiful and have such big cocks you did a royal job on me." Then I realized that we were the only ones in the waiting room. "Don't you guys get many customers on Saturdays?" I asked.

"Oh, yes ma'am," Sterling said, "but we put the closed sign on the door when we saw the fun you and Peter were having. We didn't want to disturb you. Of course then we got involved too," he blushed.

"Yeah, I was a little angry when I got here and saw that sign," Michael said, "but when I saw the fun I let it hang."

I said to Michael, "Could you tell me how much it will cost to have the oil changed, realignment of my tires, lubricate the chassis and a tune-up. And how long that will take?"

"Well, ma'am, the usual cost for that would be two-hundred and fifty dollars, but since you were gracious enough to take care of me and my employees here, I think we can waive those charges. It should take about three hours to get the job done."

"Good, that will be just fine." I said. I looked around for a pay phone and didn't see one so I asked, "Could I use the phone to call my boyfriend to come pick me up?"

"Sure, ma'am, it's in on the desk," Michael told me.

As I stood up to walk into the other room, I noticed him, he had been watching from the corner of the room. I smiled and said, "Oh, I'm so glad you're here. Did you get to enjoy the fun?"

"Yes, I did," he said, then he continued, "You were gone so long, without calling, I decided to come see if you had a problem. To my delight I found that you had four problems. I didn't want to interfere, because I could tell you were having a great time and I loved seeing you with one in your ass and one in your pussy. That made my dick hard." He smiled.

I looked at the four men that stood around me and said, "Guys, this is my boyfriend, James."

They looked a little scared and Peter said, "Look man, we didn't attack her, she was more than willing to take us on."

"Oh, I know," James replied, "she's just a slut. I love watching her get the best fucks that she can. It really turns me on." He chuckled, "And you guys were having so much fun with her, I couldn't see taking that away from you."

Michael walked over to him and shook his hand. "Man, thank you, I mean, wow, I was afraid you might have a gun and wanted to shot us for using your woman like we did."

"She's not my woman, she is my Domme," James told him; "she does whatever she wants when it come to men."

"Well, man, you and she have free service from me as long as I'm the manager of this store." Michael told James.

"I guess we'll just have to change garages, won't we James?" I piped in.

He looked at me and smiled; "Are you ready to go home, I want that creampie before it gets too cold?"

"Yes, we'll see you boys in about three hours." I told them and James took me home.

Now, every time I need my oil changed and my pussy lubricated, I take my business to Michael and his well hung staff who do an excellent job on my car and me.

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Just Checking You Out

This story is the Conclusion of the story Just Checking and based on a fantasy of mine. Thank you for taking the time to check it out and for Literotica for publishing my stories.

It had been 10 days since the incident with my sister, Andrea, at a Family Party. To touch my sister's body, even through her clothes, to feel her tits, her pussy, mmm. I shiver every time I relive the memory of watching her cum, rubbing her cheek against mine, moaning my name, her brother's name. Pushing her cloth covered pussy into my hand only feet away from where my parents sat eating dinner. This encounter followed my sister watching me fuck her best friend while lying in bed only feet away playing with her pussy. Then touching my cock later during the night.

Lust. I was consumed with lust. I was so close to fulfilling my desire to fuck my sister I could almost taste her pussy. At times I felt like a despicable creep for lusting for my sister, Andrea. At other times while thinking about her body, her stare, her touch, the expression on her face when she came, I craved to be inside her. My lust consumed even my dreams, I rarely remember my dreams but now I was waking with a hard cock to fading dreams of pulling off my sister's panties as I entered her from behind. I was so close to making it happen but now the opportunity seemed to be fading away as the distance between my sister and myself grew.

I knew I should just let it go, my sister was way to moral to let me fuck her. Unfortunately she was a good girl, rather a good woman. After making her cum at the party, she had avoided me like the plague for the rest of the day. I could tell she was pissed at me and herself for letting that happen.

I hadn't talked to her since the party 10 days ago. I couldn't let the idea of me fucking her go without trying. After all this wasn't a total one way attraction. She had masturbated watching Erin and I fuck at the hotel, she grabbed my cock when I was walking back from the bathroom, the next morning she was the one who had gotten out of bed bottomless before pulling on her panties, and she'd cum from me touching her pussy. So I decided to call her and subtly push the issue.

I knew she had caller ID so I wasn't sure if she would even answer the phone but she did.

Slightly speechless I blurted out, "Hi Andrea, I haven't heard from you in a while so I figured I would just check in and see how you were doing." Then I continued trying to sound innocent, "How's Anthony, keeping out of trouble."

Her voice sounded flat and emotionless as she replied, "He's fine. Talkative as always. I've been busy with work. Not much to say. The usual." I'm sure. She sounded cold not herself at all. This is going to go badly I thought.

"Their dead beat dad has him this weekend, right."

I asked quietly, "Any plans this weekend. Are you ready to go out and party without the little one."

"No, I'm staying in. I have work to do around the house. Very exciting. What about you?" she questioned. I took this as an opening, maybe she had been thinking about me. Well, I'm sure she had been thinking about me, about what a jerk I was but maybe not.

"I'm hoping to have some wild sex this weekend," subtle, very subtle, I am truly an idiot I thought.

She breathed in deeply, exasperated she said, "That's what your girlfriend is for. I think you need to call Erin. From what I've seen she's more than willing to help you out.." Deflated, I was silent. The silence extended, neither one of us said anything for almost a minute. She knew what I wanted. I wanted to fuck her. She knew that was wrong. And I knew it was wrong.

Finally she stated, emphatically but whispering almost so no one else could possible hear, "That can't happen between us. I'm your sister for God sake. You're my brother. It's unnatural. It's wrong. What's happened already is bad enough. I'm talking jail, ruin our lives type wrong. I have way too much to lose and so do you. We should not be talking about this on phone, or ever again. Call Erin. She's your girlfriend." Click she hung up.

It was over. The dream is dead. I still couldn't accept being so close to getting her but failing. I had to do something. I had to make my feelings known to her. I had to make the argument for incest. For her to let me fuck her. Ridiculous. How can you convince your sister to let you fuck her. She wasn't even talking to me. Not about that.

I decide to do what all spurned lovers do when their object of desire won't talk to them. Write a letter. The letter would probably be ripped up on receipt but it was worth a try. But I had to be honest for it to have any kind of chance. What happens if someone else finds it. I would mail it to her with no return address and no signature at the end. That would at least limit the proof I sent it. But Andrea, my sister would know who it was from, her bad little brother.

Dear Andrea,

I know you are mad at me for what has happened between us and I accept the blame. For some reason unknown to me I can't help but lust for you. Well that is not completely true. I do know at least partially why. Andrea, you are smart, kind, a great mother and beautiful beyond words.

Growing up I never had these feeling for you. I loved you but never thought of you as a sexual object. Even you or anyone mentioning sex in any context pertaining to you, only produced squirm inducing discomfort. I didn't want to think about you in that context. You having sex was not possible.

Then three years ago, I completely accidentally walked in on you changing. You were bottomless and I was hypnotized by your awe inspiring beauty. You became a woman, not just my sister. I can't get you out of my mind since then. You became an object of sexual desire. I know part of you is disgusted by me saying that, part of me is as well. I hate myself at times for thinking of you in sexual terms. But after what happened at the hotel and the party, I know at least a small part of you is attracted to me. If your honest with yourself, Andrea, you know that is true. I could feel your desire when you touched me at the hotel When I touched you at the party.

Why shouldn't we be together physically, at least once. We both love each other deeply. I think we are attracted to each other. And I know I can't get the idea of being with you, inside of you, out of my head. You can't help but be curious of what it would be like to make love to each other. Not after what has already happened between us. The law says we shouldn't, who cares.

Number 1 No one would ever find out. Number 2 I'm not crazy I don't expect us to get married and live happily ever after. Given our family situation that would be virtually impossible. I accept that. What I don't accept is the idea it is okay to have sex with some stranger who you barely know, rather than me. Andrea, you know I love you unconditionally, forever. I think expressing this love sexually would be unbelievably sensual and exciting. I'll be honest the taboo of it is a complete turn on. The "wrongness" of it would only make it better.

Number 3 We are both consenting adults. Can you believe were both in our thirties? I hate getting old. As long as we both realize our lives will go on unchanged afterwards I see no harm done. It will be something secret and special between just the two of us. No else would ever know. I ask only that you think about. Consider it. I will love you either way. I want to fuck you so bad, but with time I will probably get over it. If that is what you want me to do. Please think about it. Please forgive me for asking this of you. Don't hate me for lusting for you, after all you know how beautiful and sexy you are, even I have finally succumbed to your womanly charms.

Your lustful b,

p.s. it would probably be best if you destroyed this letter. Secrets can be very sexy. Love always and unconditionally.

I didn't know if she would read the letter. She would probably destroy it unread. But I was counting on her curiosity forcing her to finish reading it. My case for incest was weak. My sister could have anyone, why risk fucking your own brother. I could only hope a part of her desired me. I mailed the letter after wiping it down, trying to destroy my finger prints on it and erasing the file from my computer. Just in case.

Three days later I still hadn't heard from my sister. I assumed she had received the letter in the mail by now but I had no idea if she had read it or just tossed it into the garbage. It was Saturday night and I was walking into a bar/restaurant to meet my girlfriend and my sister's best friend Erin.

The place was very dark and it took my eyes several seconds to adjust to the light. I looked around for Erin and spotted her over at the other end of L-shaped bar near the far wall. Erin was talking to a hot blond woman in a tan short skirt and white shirt. Erin was looking her usual stunning self in a black leather skirt and form fitting black blouse. Erin at 5'10 looked like a model with her thin wispy figure. My girlfriend greeted me with a kiss on the cheek as she said to the other woman "Oh, here's your brother."

I turned the other way and gazed at my sister Andrea for the first time since the party. My sister is blond, 5'6, great body and d cup breast. Beautiful. "Hi,' I said and quickly moved to give her a quick peck on the cheek knowing she wouldn't be able stop me without acting weird in front of Erin. As my lips touched Andrea's cheek my upper body could feel my sister's breast press against me than she slightly leaned back away from me. A second and it was over. I looked into Andrea's eyes but I couldn't read her expression. But she was there. And she must have know I was coming to meet Erin. Interesting.

Andrea smiled, "Erin was worried you forgot about her."

"Me. Never," I replied as I gave Erin a quick rub of her back.

"Don't pick on your brother. I didn't say that. Gary is great boyfriend. I have to use the ladies room. I was waiting for you to come so Andrea would not be left all alone." Be back in a minute."

"I always thought woman go together," I responded but Erin was already headed away from my sister and I.

I ordered a beer from the bartender and then I checked out the room. The bar area was crowded but where we were standing no one was behind us. Only the wall. I moved next to my sister as I took a sip from the glass. I stared at her for a second, wondering whether I should bring up the subject of my letter. Being the idiot I am I couldn't help myself.

"Did you get my letter" I asked my sister hesitantly.

"What letter, oh that letter," she answered then took a gulp of her drink.

"Did you read it," I questioned her.

"Yes," Andrea was revealing nothing.

"What did you think," I pleaded.

"I think it might have had some punctuation errors," my sister stopped and locked eyes with me "I really don't want to talk to you about this right now, Erin might be back any second."

In order to hear my sister over the music and conversations I had moved closer to her. Our shoulders were now practically bumping against each other. I reached out my hand and placed it on the small of her back I rubbed her back softly as I lowered my mouth to her ear, "I'm glad that you read the letter and you're at least still talking to me."

Andrea smiled laughing she said, "It's not easy."

I lowered my hand from the small of her back to her skirt slowly sliding my fingers and palm down to the curve of her ass. My heart was hammering in my chest as each second I waited for my sister to stop me. But she didn't. My sister stood there accepting my touch. Andrea took a swallow of her drink and then looked at me. My hand cupped her right cheek. Running back and forth over her ass, squeezing her butt cheek. I slowly brought my hand, stretching my arm over to her left ass cheek. I massaged that part of her butt for a second more than brought my hand back to the right side of my sister's ass. All this taking place during the course of a minute or less.

My sister turned her head looking around the bar. Andrea seemed to be checking to see if anyone was noticing the impropriety. Her brother fondling her ass. I knew I should stop and not press my luck but I couldn't stop. I needed to touch her. I slid my hand over my sister's skirt finding the space between her cheeks and guided my hand down lower. I started pressing my hand and her skirt between her legs. Wanting to feel her pussy and hole. I tried to push my hand further between her legs. Her skirt began to rid up on her, from her lower thighs to a much more revealing upper thighs. She immediately stepped away from me and lightly slapped at her brother's naughty hand.

"Your awful. You can't be doing this Gary," my sister grabbed the bottom of her skirt and pulled it down. That's so sexy I thought. "Erin's going to see. Cut it out. No more, you had your fun. It's over."

I took a long sip of my beer and Erin was back a few seconds later.

Andrea excused herself and went to use the Ladies room. I wondered if I made her wet.

"Did Andrea tell you," Erin asked.

"Tell me what"

"We're double dating tonight. I set her up with a friend of mine from work," my girlfriend revealed.

"Really," this news did not make me happy but I tried to hide it best I could. I wanted to get into my sister's panties. I didn't want to watch some other guy try to do it. "Do you think Andrea is ready to be dating again. So soon after her divorce."

"It's been 6 months, she told me she's so horny she's playing with herself all the time," Erin answered.

"Oh my God, I don't want to hear that. She's my sister," my cock was a steel rod instantly.

"Women need to get laid just as much as guys. I don't think her ex was giving it to her much the last couple of years. She needs cock."

I coughed in shock. "I like to think of my sister, not in those terms" secretly I was so turned on by the my girlfriend talking about my sister's need for cock. Hopefully my cock. "Do you talk to my sister about our sex life."

"Not normally, but she asked me the other day after our trip," Erin looked at me implying after my sister watched us fuck. "I told Andrea that her little brother was a great fuck."

"She's seen that for herself," I announced. Erin hit my arm.

"Don't remind me. It's too, weird, creepy." If she only knew.

Erin's friend came a few minutes later. He was a decent guy, Rob, a little short and stocky at 5'9. Italian looking. Rob was a teacher, a gym teacher. I didn't think he was my sister's type but you never know. My sister is little more intellectual but before she got married she went out with some real idiots. We all vacated the bar and found a table in the restaurant.

The seating in the restaurant was a wrap around booth. As we approached the table Erin sat down and I sat next to her. We slid down and Andrea followed by her new boyfriend. Erin and Rob were at opposite ends almost facing each other while Andrea and I were in the middle. As the woman discussed the menu I noticed that restaurant was even darker than the bar. Most restaurants have low lighting trying to convey an ambiance but this place was like being in a movie theater.

I ordered drinks for everyone, then as if inspired "How about a shot of tequila or whiskey for everyone, like when we were 21. Something different." I knew I could handle my alcohol but my sister was a lightweight. Surprisingly, Andrea and Erin agreed on a shot of whiskey on top of their other drink. Rob was as anxious to get my sister drunk as me. He immediately said great idea. Everyone downed their drinks and ordered food, the awkwardness of the blind date and a brother's lust diminished with the lubricant of liquor. Erin refused another drink when the waiter returned but my sister ordered another drink.

Conversation was flowing easily as Erin brought out information about Rob and Andrea trying to emphasis what they had in common. The alcohol and darkness was giving me courage. I slowly took my hand and placed it on my sister's knee and began rubbing her leg. I turned to look at my sister who did not even seem to acknowledge my touch. Everything was normal. I began slowly stroking the outside of her leg up to her skirt. I wished she hadn't been wearing pantyhose. I wanted to feel her naked flesh. I began moving my hand slowly up her leg then back down to knee. I repeated this over and over

Alternating between softly massaging her leg and ever so lightly with my fingertips stroking the outside my sister's leg.

My sister's date, Rob, left the table to use the Men's room. Erin immediately asked my sister if "Do like him." Erin forwardly asked my sister "Are you going to making out with him tonight. All the while I continued to massage my sister's leg under the table.

My sister said, "Rob was cute. I'm not sure if he's my type. Kissing to me is more personal, intimate than sex. So no I won't be making out with him." I thought to myself my sister has seen Pretty Woman one to many times. Sex is sex, kissing is not in the same league. But good news my sister didn't like Rob.

My girlfriend reacted, "So just fuck him. No kissing."

"Enough Erin," I said. I'm trying to fuck my sister. Enough with Rob who was now coming back to the table.

I squeezed my sister's thigh. I tried to keep the movement of my arm invisible to rest of the table. My shoulder never moved noticeably and I hoped the table, the tablecloth and darkness hid the rest. My sister continued talking to Erin and Rob as if nothing was happening. When we ate dinner my hand would leave her leg but return after a few bits of food. After what must have been a half hour of rubbing, caressing my sister's leg the next time I reached her the beginning of her skirt I tried to slide my fingers underneath.

Her skirt was pulled too tight against her legs and I was only able to maneuver my fingers about an inch underneath before my sister grabbed my hand. Andrea wrapped her hand around the back of mine pulling my fingers out from underneath her skirt and resting my hand on her knee.

I looked into my sister's face and she smiled back at me as her fingers squeezed my hand. She resumed her conversation with Erin about how we used to fight, brother and sister, when we were kids. My sister said, "Gary was always touching my things doing and going places he shouldn't." I moved my hand along her knee cupping it. I moved my hand slightly below her knee rubbing her skin covered by the sheer fabric then back up to knee and then above. My sister let go of my hand. My hand roamed back down to her knee and then to the inside of her knee. Massaging the inside of my sister's leg slowly rising up her thighs. I slowly stroked her leg stopping to massage different parts of her leg on each stroke. My hand would hit the bottom of her skirt and then go down.

Finally on the next stroke I slowly slid my hand underneath her skirt. I could feel her try to shift herself to close her legs down on my hand. But she didn't quite close them. I was still able to raise my hand further up leg to her inner thigh. My hand suddenly touched naked flesh. Her panty hose ending at her inner thigh. I pressed my hand down rubbing in circles feeling her hairless skin gliding through my fingertips. It felt exquisite.

Soft and warm. I squeezed her skin in my hand pressing into her flesh. So much better clothes and pantyhose. With no thought of consequences, only desire, I moved my hand further up her thigh. At last my hand reached the area where her leg connected in towards her pussy. My hand finding the edges of her silk panties. I ran my fingers along the edges her panties for several strokes. Then my fingers glided onto her panties finding her center, between her legs.

My heart was pounding like a freight train. My fingers wandered up feeling her mound and her pubic hair hidden beneath the silk. I lowered my hand over the silk cupping her pussy. My sister's pussy wrapped in my hand. I began stroking, rubbing pressing into her. I could feel her wetness seeping through her panties. At first her entire pussy than looking for her clit.

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