Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Protein Shake

The anniversary date is approaching four years, but I can remember it as if it was yesterday.

I was visiting my sister and her husband in Georgia. They live on a barrier island near Savannah, Georgia, and I was visiting for St. Patrick's Day. While visiting, I stayed on the futon in the living room. We had stayed out late into the night on St. Patrick's Day it is a really big deal in Savannah and I woke up with a bit of a hangover.

Truthfully, I had a bit of a buzz from the night before. I was in the kitchen making coffee and starting my breakfast. I was reaching to get a glass from the kitchen cabinet, when I heard the rustling of papers. I turned my head around to see my brother-in-law looking at me from over his paper. He was in the living room reading the morning paper.

It was fairly early in the morning, so I did not have my robe on, so my brother-in-law who I will call David for the sake of the story saw me in a fairly skimpy nightie. Because I was reaching for the glass, I am sure my nondescript cotton-white panties were in full view.

I returned to the living room to get my robe on, making me feel more comfortable and less revealed.

"Thanks for the show," Dave mused. "Dave, you are such a pervert," I retorted. Dave answered, "I was not in the kitchen in that nightie."

Brushing my hair behind my right ear, I said, "Yes, you would certainly be a pervert if you were in this."

I heard the shower in the master bathroom turn on. "Not my color," Dave through back at me.

At that point, I cannot explain why I did this. Maybe it was because my sister was taking a shower and could not hear the banter.

Maybe I was still a little drunk. But for whatever reason, I approached Dave and kneeled down on the floor next to him.

"You are in my bed, sweetie," I told him, looking directly into his dark brown eyes.

My sister hated when I called Dave sweetie, but I knew he liked it.

"There is room for two," he suggested, but I just looked at him again.

"No thanks," I answered.

Then I reached into his shorts, and started massaging his penis.

He looked like a frightened deer. He loved my sister , I knew that. I loved her, too.

But then I took his penis into my mouth, and he was silent.

He was hard in an instant. I rolled his penis in my mouth slowly. I touched every part of it with my tongue.

I began to suck it, and I knew he would not stop me. He was silent during my oral gift, and when he came, I fixed my mouth tight around him, catching every last drop.

I swallowed, grinned and thanked him for my morning treat. In the background, I heard the water shut off from the master bathroom. I tied my robe tightly around my waist.

There was moisture between my legs, and really wanted Dave to be inside of me. But I did not want to get caught.

I retreated to the kitchen, starting to make bacon and eggs. When my sister came into the kitchen, she asked why I was cooking bacon, knowing that I don't eat much meat.

"I wanted my protein this morning," was my reply. The taste of her husband was still in my mouth when I said that.

The rest of the week, Dave tried being alone with me, but I would not allow that. I was not ready for him to take it to the next level.

I have found a new, free sex game (new to me, not new to everyone). It is called Viva-Ponata.

If you have not heard of it, you can check it out at the following link:

If you use the link, I get credit for the referral (if you reach level 5), and I get 25 diamonds (which is a type of currency in the game).

The game is a sort of a sexual simulation game. You pick your name, you can earn money by performing various illegal acts (selling Viagra, stolen DVDs, turning tricks). And you also can enhance your appearance (which adds to your beauty, so you can get a better job, for instance). I am a fairly tame character in real life, so this allows me to let my hair down. I mean, I look forward to turning tricks – someone has to choose your ass among all the prostitutes working the streets.

I am by no means an expert at the game, but it is a fun diversion. If you want to try it, sign up (free), and write me or my online spouse. We can help you out.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Computer Chat

"IC!," I type into the computer.

"Yes, my love," is his tender reply.

I know he is chatting with many others in this room, publicly and privately, but he always manages to respond to my questions and comments.

IC! and I have sort of a strange relationship.

I would call it father-daughter, because he is almost my father's age, give eight to ten years.

But it definitely is not father-daughter because we flirt on line.

A lot.

He knows I have a pretty good marriage, but the coals are growing cool.

I have thought about seducing my best friend, and I am not sure if he knows my best friend is female.

You see, you can be sort of obtuse on line.

Not really devious, but misleading to a fault.

Now I have told him my age - and that was mostly true.

I said I was 28, and I was.

I turned 29 last December, so I am almost thirty.

And my weight was within five pounds.

I don't consider that an outright lie.

A computer would, but computers do not have to squirm into their jeans when they have too many chocolate desserts.

Now I would not lie about my eye color - they sparkle blue; nor my hair, brunettes, I assure you, have more fun.

So we are chatting.


He is always peeking down my shirt, and I have gotten in the habit of now wearing a bra when I am on the computer.

Does he see this - no.

But I feel it, and I do not have to lie when I inform him he may have had a glimpse of a free tit.

So, here we are, bantering about how smart we are, how most of the other people on here are 14-year old pimple-faced geeks.

Sort of sad, sometimes, considering I am "wasting" the same amount of time, trying to convince myself that it is more valuable because I am not engaged in cyber-sex all of the time.

As I am chatting, I have another open window in my browser.

I really can't hold my concentration on one thing for more than a minute. I search for erotic stories, and while the search engine does its work, I fire off a response to IC!:

"Dear, have your sores all healed?" I am such a smart-ass.

Then I click to the other window, and click on one of the matches.

Camilla's something or other.

Instead of seeing just text-based lists, I am treated to a frame with lots of choices.

I want to click the contents menu, just wanting to read a bit of smut, when I come across something from the web-publisher.

Sure, I think, and I click on that page.

A picture of the hostess? Sure, and I click on it, thinking I will be treated to a driver's license-style shot.

Then her ass begins to load, large and plump.


Now, I was not looking for pictures, but she stops me mid-click.

I start to tingle.

I click through several more pictures, amazed that I am staring at a woman and I am getting excited.

Not a woman I know, but a woman in cyber-space.

She looks like a younger, more attractive version of a co-worker.

Someone I have been having some trouble with at work.

The resemblance is remarkable.

IC! breaks my concentration with, "Can you believe this guy? He really thinks you are going to fall for that line!"

I have to scroll up to see which body part IC! is talking about, and I am mildly grossed out.

"Thanks for defending my honor," I type back.

And I look back at the other screen.

My hand extinctively makes its way to my crotch, and I am slightly surprised to remember that I am wearing a skirt.

I usually wear long dresses.

Friday is casual day, I remember.

I create a crease in my panties between my labial lips.

I have not done this in ages, I reflect.

I look at my office door.

Unlocked but closed.


But I continue pleasing myself.

Ten minutes before my break, anyway.

I type to IC! slowly, with my free hand, "You are my hero."

Then the action phrase, Leesa leans over and kisses IC! on the cheek.

Then peek-a-boo, meaning he can see a bare tit if he looks.

Guys all over the world think we are so unaware of what they see, or what we let them see.

"Nice," he types, and I look back at the picture of the web mistress.

Her breasts have to be fake, I think to myself.

My finger continues to work at my panties.

IC! then types, "I got something on my glasses.

Do you have anything to wipe them off?"

"'Fraid, not" is my response. I click back to the picture.

My finger continues to probe.

Just then my door opens and this copycat co-worker is at my desk.

I know my hair looks a fright.

She smiles, then tells me we have a meeting with the boss in ten minutes.

I thank her; she turns on her heels and leaves.

Then I check myself.

Skirt is in place, amazingly.

Shit, I think.

One of my blouse buttons came undone, and she got a full view of my right breast.

I did not even notice the button came undone.

And I am sure I looked flushed.

Make a note:

wear bras when at work, and sew a snap near the second button on this blouse.

I have found a new, free sex game (new to me, not new to everyone). It is called Viva-Ponata.

If you have not heard of it, you can check it out at the following link:

If you use the link, I get credit for the referral (if you reach level 5), and I get 25 diamonds (which is a type of currency in the game).

The game is a sort of a sexual simulation game. You pick your name, you can earn money by performing various illegal acts (selling Viagra, stolen DVDs, turning tricks). And you also can enhance your appearance (which adds to your beauty, so you can get a better job, for instance). I am a fairly tame character in real life, so this allows me to let my hair down. I mean, I look forward to turning tricks – someone has to choose your ass among all the prostitutes working the streets.

I am by no means an expert at the game, but it is a fun diversion. If you want to try it, sign up (free), and write me or my online spouse. We can help you out.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Letter to Josette Part II

You then disappear for a few moments.

You come back, this time with a shade of my lipstick on your lips, I spy through my napkin-blindfold.

Then you kiss my neck, my breast, apply some more lipstick, then several times down my stomach, towards my grassy knoll.

Then apply some more lipstick and kiss my legs.

I become concerned.

"This isn't funny.

Untie me so I can clean myself up. Untie me so I can please you, too."

You laugh, insert your finger inside of me, then lick your finger.

"You are the first woman I have tasted, besides myself on my lovers' lips."

Then we here another set of keys in the front door, and you race out the back way, through the sliding glass window that you are unable to re-lock.

Andrew is home, but the chain keeps him from entering.

"Jo. Let me in," he asks.

He yanks at the door, frustrated.

In a moment Andrew abandons the front door and makes his way around back.

He lets himself in, and is surprised to find me in my current state.

"What were you doing while I was gone, Jo?," Andrew asks in disbelief.

I did not know what to say.

I did not want to tell him that Lisa did this to me, not knowing how he would react.

My mind races. "I asked a friend to help make this a more wonderful fantasy," I finally offer my husband.

Instead of being angry or jealous, he removes the blindfold.

He kisses me tenderly, always kissing me tenderly after we have been separated for a while.

He quickly disrobes, first showing his fully-developed chest, then his hairy legs.

His plain white Jockey shorts are off in an instant, and he again kisses me.

He starts kissing my lap, working his tongue around the ropes which still bind me to the chair.

My eyes are closed, as I fantasize about the whole thing.

His warm, slobbery tongue parts my vagina, and he begins playing with my labial lips.

I open my eyes for a moment and spy you looking in the sliding glass window from the bushes.

Andy forgot to draw the curtains. Instead of shocked, I am more excited.

As Andrew licks me into cumming, I wonder whose name I should shout out, my husband's or yours.

I am still a coward, so I pick Andrew's, and as I cum Andy is already wanting to mount me in the chair.

He rises, and starts kissing my mouth with hungry kisses.

His hands almost attach my breasts, and I am in ecstasy.

As he gets ready to mount me, I see his whole naked body, his hard, firm penis with its massive head, his muscles rippling to his command.

He sits on me and slowly guides his penis into me.

Because of the positioning, he cannot penetrate me fully, which makes this position so wonderful.

He begins his strokes, and he deposits a kiss upon my lips.

Now I am comparing his kisses to yours, Lisa.

His kisses are strong, forceful.

His tongue almost wrestles mine, while your tongue explored cautiously.

His penis comes out for a moment, as his strokes were increasing, but he manages to snake it back into my being.

I almost want it to come out again, brushing against my vaginal lips and making me shiver.

Andrew comes out again, and this time he seems more frustrated.

He decreases his strokes as he enters me once more.

His chest brushes against my breasts, him wanting to feel myself against him.

He kisses my neck with hard, wet kisses.

I shudder and look over my shoulder, and I spy you again.

My husband begins to cum and I look at you.

I can feel his hot juice fill my cavity.

Then he kisses my lips, drawing my attention away from you from outside of the window.

Andrew then glances out the window, and says a quick, "Oh, shit."

I am afraid he spots you, but he just does not want the neighbors to see.

He withdraws from me quickly, wanting to close the window.

I wonder if you are looking at my husband closes the window.

I am sure, if you are, you are getting an excellent view of his penis dangling limp after the excitement.

And the thought of you viewing my husband is exciting, too. I am overdosing on excitement right now.

Your husband pulls she curtains closed, shielding me from further viewing.

But I begin to replay what I have seen.

What a wonderful show.

The next day, as I am sitting home watching soaps, I decide to call you.

It seems this day everyone on television is jumping into bed with someone, and I want to ask you about how you were feeling.

"Horney," was your one-word response, and you asked me to come over so you could tie me up.

Needless to say, I was over in a flash.

You greeted me at the door with a kiss, and you nearly pulled my arm out of the socket dragging me in.

You were wearing an old, comfortable-looking robe, with your long, brown hair cascading over your shoulders.

Your glasses, as I looked at you, were not on your face. It looked almost as if I woke you up.

"Could you do something for me?" you coed, stiffling a yawn.

I knodded, and you asked me to undress.

Timidly, loking down, I began to unbutton my white cotton oxford-cloth shirt.

I could feel your eyes buring into my flesh as I was performing this task.

You came closer to me, kissed me on the neck, and touched my still-covered left breast.

You helped me out of my shirt, and you turned me around to undue the hook on my bra, letting the bra slowly loosen from my body.

You lightly scratched the middle of my back with your fingernails. A chill ran the length of my spine and I shuddered.

Then we made our way to the bed.

As you were studying me, you asked softly, "Why did you approach me, kiss me, touch me, when I was tied up to the chair?"

"I suppose you looked helpless."

"Was it exciting?"

"Yes, it was," I answered.

I have found a new, free sex game (new to me, not new to everyone). It is called Viva-Ponata.

If you have not heard of it, you can check it out at the following link:

If you use the link, I get credit for the referral (if you reach level 5), and I get 25 diamonds (which is a type of currency in the game).

The game is a sort of a sexual simulation game. You pick your name, you can earn money by performing various illegal acts (selling Viagra, stolen DVDs, turning tricks). And you also can enhance your appearance (which adds to your beauty, so you can get a better job, for instance). I am a fairly tame character in real life, so this allows me to let my hair down. I mean, I look forward to turning tricks – someone has to choose your ass among all the prostitutes working the streets.

I am by no means an expert at the game, but it is a fun diversion. If you want to try it, sign up (free), and write me or my online spouse. We can help you out.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Letter to Josette Part I

This letter was written to a girlfriend of mine.

I never sent it to her or told her I fantasized about her. But I thought about her, as you can tell from this story-letter:


I was dreaming about you last night.

It was a bizarre dream, but everything about you is bizarre.

All right, here it goes . . .

At first, I am with Andrew in our home.

We are playing one of our kinky fantasy games, where Andrew is the robber, and he ties me nude to one of my heavy oaken dining room chairs.

I have lost complete control because he has secured me tightly to the chair with some thin black rope.

The passion slowly rises as he tells me to stay quiet, and I feel the ropes around my waist, constricting my wrists, and near my pelvic region.

In fact, one strand of the rope is buried in my vagina, tied their, on purpose, no doubt, by my husband-thief.

He takes a large cotton napkin, folds it into a blindfold, and ties it tightly around my head, covering my eyes.

Andrew, standing behind me now, whispers into my ear, "Ask me to fuck you."

I can feel his breath as it blows the hair by my neck lightly, tickling me and sending a chill down my spine.

Timidly I reply, "Please, don't. Take anything in the house and leave."

My robber-husband gently kisses my earlobe and repeats, "Ask me to fuck you."

He pauses, then says sterner, "Now."

"Okay, take me," I say softly, my words falling from my lips.

His hand cups my right breast, and he is about to say something else.

But the phone rings.

"Don't answer it," I say to Andy, my concentration broken.

He kisses my head, says, "Be right back," and then answers the telephone.

I hear him talking to someone, and, from the sounds of things, it is work-related.

I really don't want him to leave, us not having much time together as it is, but I sense that my husband will be going out of the door any second.

After he hangs up the receiver, he says to me, "I am going to leave you tied up for now.

I think it will build up the suspense until I return.

I have got to go into the office for about an hour.

I will come back and finish what I have started."

In a few minutes, he is dressed and out of the door.

And I am alone, helpless, blindfolded.

As the minutes go by, I find myself thinking about my surroundings.

The house is quiet.

The ropes are tight.

My thoughts drift to when my lover will return.

I wonder what he will do first.

Will he be tender or rough?

Will he talk or be silent?

When will he return?

In about twenty minutes, I hear a key unlocking our front door.

But instead of my husband's voice, I hear yours, Lisa.

I am blindfolded so I do not see your expression, but I feel an uncomfortableness.

You are shocked, I can tell.

"Josette, I guess I came as a bad time."

At that time, I wished I did not give you a spare key to feed the cats.

Sure, I am glad you are comfortable enough to use the key to enter the house (I do not have that many good friends), but I did not want you to see me this way.

"Would you untie me? I am soooooo embarrassed."

"Sure. Just a second."

And I feel you moving closer to me.

"So where is Andy? I assume you are waiting for him."

"He's at work. His 1st Sergeant must have called again.

Trouble with the unit."

You start to loosen the ropes, but your hand touches my skin, and you do something unexpected.

You tighten the ropes.

You go back to the front door and lock it.

You even lock the chain, I hear.

I hear you in the kitchen for a moment, and you return.

You tighten the blindfold and ask if I can see anything.

I lie and tell you that I see nothing, but I can see a little bit from near the bridge of my nose.

You sit on my lap facing me.

I can feel the rough denim fabric from your jeans touching my skin.

I am in ecstasy.

"Pretend I am Andy," you giggle, and you kiss me lightly on the lips.

I hungrily try returning the kiss, but you pull away.

"I am not that easy," you tease.

You then get something off of the table and return.

I cannot see what it is, but I feel a cool (cold!) liquid drip to my nose and lips, my belly and my left breast.

I gasp, then taste the liquid on my lips.


You then start licking the syrup off of my lips, then you kiss my again, this time longer.

Your tongue enters my mouth for the first time.

We are now lovers.

You are careful not to get any syrup on your clothing, but you continue to kiss me.

Your fingers play in the syrup on my stomach, and I feel the syrup start to run down my front and some syrup start to drip from my breast to my left leg.

You lick my breast where the syrup is, stopping the dripping, but deliberately missing a nipple which wants (needs) licking.

"Lick my nipple, damn it," I order, but that only makes you tease me more.

Your breath on my bare moist skin begins to make me cold.

Your tongue circumscribes my nipple; you continue to tease me.

Then you ask, "When is Andy expected back."

Your reply, "Any minute, I suspect."

I have found a new, free sex game (new to me, not new to everyone). It is called Viva-Ponata.

If you have not heard of it, you can check it out at the following link:

If you use the link, I get credit for the referral (if you reach level 5), and I get 25 diamonds (which is a type of currency in the game).

The game is a sort of a sexual simulation game. You pick your name, you can earn money by performing various illegal acts (selling Viagra, stolen DVDs, turning tricks). And you also can enhance your appearance (which adds to your beauty, so you can get a better job, for instance). I am a fairly tame character in real life, so this allows me to let my hair down. I mean, I look forward to turning tricks – someone has to choose your ass among all the prostitutes working the streets.

I am by no means an expert at the game, but it is a fun diversion. If you want to try it, sign up (free), and write me or my online spouse. We can help you out.

Monday, November 09, 2009

VP Story - The Bail Out

Leesa got the call after two am. Rudy's voice was gravely, and said, "I am in jail, and need you to bail me out."

He hung up without Leesa's reply. He knew that she would do what he wanted. He was her weakness.

Leesa went to her bedroom, and started going through her panty drawer. That's where she kept her extra cash. She had been a stripper in her younger days, having a flawless body. As she reached into her thirties, however, she was promoted to escort. She still had a good bod, but instead of doing lap dances for a couple of hundred, she could lay on her back for ten C's or more a night.

She looked through her panty drawer, and she had very little cash. She slipped on her white stockings, touched up her lashes with recently gifted mascara, and went to the closet to look for more fitting attire.

She found a little black dress, but it clashed with the outfit. Then she pulled out a simple white dress and dressed quickly, then raced to the local precinct.

Once there, the goes to the deputy clerk to see about the bail.

The forty-something man, a little portly and gruff, barks, "$1,500." Then he looks up and catches Leesa's gaze.

Leesa frowns, and then says, "I only have $480." She takes her index finger on the paperwork in front of her and adds, "Can we work something out?"

Ten minutes later, she is in a small conference room, the deputy's pants around his ankles and Leesa working on his member.

The deputy then says, "I want to finish inside of you, without any goddamned condom."

Not the ending Leesa wants, but she lifts up her skirt and snakes his penis into her. She is not wearing panties, part of her given profession, and feels his hard penis inside of her.

"Oh my god, you are so big," Leesa lies as he starts to pump. He is out of shape, and his breathing is labored. He reaches into her dress and feels her nipples underneath as he continues to fuck her. While he is fucking her, she is working out the math in her head. This reduces the bail by a bit more than one thousand dollars, so it is about what my rate is. Her mood brightens and she becomes more enthusiastic.

She starts talking dirty, telling him she always wanted to do it with a cop. Shortly afterwards, she feels him cum inside, and she holds him against her, not because she likes the feeling, more to direct the cum inside of her and not on her. She does not want to tell her boyfriend what she is doing. The only thing that is surprising is the time it takes for him to finish – she pegged him at a two squirter, and he is doing his best to fill her completely with his baby batter.

She uses a towelette to catch the remaining fluid, and cleans both herself and him up before she adjusts her dress.

As she goes to complete the paperwork, she can feel her nipples continue to be hard. She is a bit embarrassed about this because she knows they are showing through her white dress. Son of a gun.

She finishes the paperwork, and twenty minutes later, she and Rudy are leaving the precinct.

Rudy wants to stop somewhere to eat on the way home, and they park in front of a Subway Sandwich shop. When ordering, Leesa jokes that she could do with a foot long, and the clerk is a bit embarrassed about the brash comment.

Before they eat, Rudy and Leesa go to the bathroom to wash their hands, and to Leesa's surprise, Rudy follows her into the ladies' room.

Rudy said plainly, "Your footlong, my lady."

Leesa is pushed up against the door, and feels Rudy enter her.

"Oh, baby," Leesa says. "I am so fuckin' hot for you."

Rudy replies,"Damn, you are wet."

Leesa laughs and makes a joke about Rudy needing pussy after being in jail for less than two hours. That just makes Rudy pound Leesa harder.

Leesa could not help but compare the two men. The cop was tentative, needing Leesa want more. Rudy is all man, tender but strong. It would seem that he was rough to others, but he was really tender and strong.

As Rudy came, he was pushing Leesa against the wall, almost like knocks. Rudy came strong, and Leesa could really feel him cum enter her. Sometimes she had to guess, but not with Rudy.

What a fuckin' night.

Friday, November 06, 2009

Smutty Story - Viva Ponata Story

On the 9th floor of AZ Industries, looking out over the city from your window, you notice lights in a certain part of town. Not so long ago, you wandered the streets of that dangerous neighborhood, using your body to survive. Your brunette hair was short, buzzed up in a “V” in a nice little bob. The way you walked brought lookers from afar, having a modest life with your parents, the curves on your body only gave the eye imagination what lies within.

Never needed to wear a bra, the slight outline of your twin nipples pressed against any material you wore. Walking over to your desk, you recall back to the first day you learned to survive around Viva Ponata. Being Vice Manager gave you inside information to use at your private adult studio. Sexyserra was your alter ego in the adult industries. Your stars brought different talents to the studio, making the movies better with each production.

Sitting back in your chair, you fall deeply in thought. Reliving the life on street was still so real in your mind. You remember a package that fell out of the mail carriers truck. You snatched it up and ran with it to your card board house under the overpass.

Breaking open the box you found a bottle of pills labeled experimental Levitra. You pocket the bottle into your pants and make your way to the newsstands on the street, scoping our customers. You remember one person flipping through a Playboy magazine that gave your first break.

With selling all the pills in the bottle you were able to buy new clothes for yourself. You had no choice in your selection once a pimp found you roaming around the streets. You were forced on the corner as a prostitute wearing a 3” inch heel white boots that laced up your calves, stopping right below the knee. Your top was a purple sleeveless top, low cut showing off a slight touch of cleavage. A zipper ran up the middle of your chest holding it in place from the front. You wore a matching short skirt that let your ass peak out from the back.

A man walks up to you asking your questions, curious what you had to offer to him. Your whole insides tighten up from the unknown. Deep inside you wanted to run far away from this man, the way he looked at you, the deep hunger in his eyes. You try to flee but a strong hand grips your arm pulling you into his car. The sounds of squeeling tires are heard as you are making your way to some unknown spot he has in store for you.

He takes you in a large rustic house with a water fountain situated in the courtyard. Entering the home, you are guided into an anti-chamber filled with racks and different types of gadget ranging from whips to chains. You feel your body pushed from behind up against a table in the center of the room. The shock sends you into panic, your heart begins to beat irregular as you feel his hands all over your behind.

A tongue begins to lick up along your neck, sending chills down your spine, making your tense up. Without warning you feel his hand push your head down against the table, holding you in place, his hand rips away your panties. The sound of ripping is heard in your ears as the material digs in between your now moistened lips. Your body decided to react without your giving it so, a deep dark desire hidden in your heart made you breathe harder, being used as a play thing.

Your eyes opened with a flash as you feel your panties being shoved into your mouth, making you taste your essence on your tongue. You feel your wrist being tied to each corner of the table, locking you into place. Your body bent over at the waist with your head down on the top of the table. A slight shock of electricity shoots throughout your body as you feel his finger slide between your moist lips. The tip of his finger gathered small amounts of your sweet nectar as he teases your velvety flesh. You let out a slight moan from your mouth as a tongue begins to slide up and down your drenching pussy. The flat of his tongue spreads you open wide, moving deep into the fiery depths of your core.

Your legs begin to squirm as his mouth slips over your engorged clit, sucking in the little throbbing pink button, his tongue flicking back and forth. All thoughts of dread vanish as you feel the pleasure course throughout your whole body. The tip of his tongue flicked back and forth with just the right amount of sucking from his mouth. Your head jerks up with a start as you feel his finger penetrate into your tight confines. Your walls tighten and release around his digit, trying to milk him deep into you. His finger begins to slide back and forth in your over flowing wetness, coating his whole finger with glistening wetness.

You feel your body start to tighten up, the feeling of wanting to pee is felt as you feel his finger push deep inside you, working on your g-spot. You let out a large moan as you feel your body give over to this man working on your wet pussy. Your whole body begins to shutter in a strong orgasm, sending you over the top. Your juices begin to flow in large quantities out of your engorged slit. You feel a sharp pain shooting through your body as his cock penetrates into you with one strong thrust.

You feel your walls tighten around his thick hard cock as it thrust deep into your womb, making your cry out in pain. The pain subsides as he begins to pound roughly back and forth from behind, sending you once again over the top. Your whole body goes into another orgasm as he rocks back in forth in your abused pussy. You feel you back arch a bit as he grabs the back of your hair, pulling your head back, feeling him push deeper into you with each thrust. You hear the sound of his breathing quicken as moves faster and faster in you.

You feel a slight pain your rear as the sound of swat is heard. A pink hand appears on your pale skin as his bulging cock slides in and out of your swollen pussy. Your juices are pouring out in waves, covering his whole crotch with your sweet essence. Your whole body is jarred suddenly, when you feel the weight of his whole body pressed up against you, the sound of grunting is heard. Deep inside you feel large spurts of cum bursting out of his cock. The muscles in your pussy begin to milk his spurting cock, taking him deeper into you.

His fist lets go of your head, letting you rest your face against the table, your heart still pounding in excitement. He pulls out and slaps his cock against the crack of your ass. Thinking you are done, the voice of him is heard deep in your mind. The word “Levitra” is lost in your thoughts.

Still strapped to the table you hear Him walking away ruffling through something and returning to you. You feel a cold substance slide down into the crack of your ass. You hear the sound of the air escaping the container as another squirt of it lands in between your cheeks. You feel the cool air from your cheeks being spread apart. His digit starts to rub the substance all around the opening of your puckered hole. Your eyes close tight as you feel His finger bob against the elasticity of your back door. The tip begins to invade into your tight opening, penetrating into your hot ass. You feel it push in deep into your tight confines, the second knuckle is felt as He moves it in and out of you. The cool substance allowed Him to move freely in your ass. The slight discomfort disappears as you start to enjoy the touch of his finger. You feel his finger pull out of you, the sound of spitting is heard as it lands right into your throbbing opening. His spit loses itself into your gaping hole.

You start to let out a scream as you feel something thick and rubbery push into your lubricated opening. Your tight little opening begins to stretch open as you feel the tip of the foreign object penetrate deep into your ass. You try to lift up your ass, pulling away from it. The sound of a crack is heard as you feel the sting on your ass. Once again he brings up his hand and whacks your sensitive flesh, making a nice pink hand print. With one last push, you feel your ass widen, letting the bulbous object penetrate your opening. The muscles in your walls start to squeeze against it but the shape of it holds tightly in your rear.

You feel strands of hair fall against the back of your thighs, the object lodged deep in your ass. Your muscles begin to squeeze tightly around it, the pain subsiding with every moment. You hear the sound of wheels roll across the floor, the starting over a motor is heard in the room. Wondering what you are hearing , you try to look back as much as possible and see a device with a long ???l rod sticking out. You watch as he attaches a dildo to the end of it, locking it in place. He catches you looking back and smiles at you, telling you that you belong to him this night.
You feel your lips begin to slide open, the tip of the dildo pushing through your opening. You let out a large scream in pleasure as you feel both your holes plugged up. The dildo slides deep into your core, double penetrating you. Both openings completely filled, your whole body squirming from the strong pleasure. Then you start to moan load, the sound of you echoing through the room as the machine begins to work its magic. You feel the dildo begin to slide in out of your wet pussy, the speed picking up tempo as it begins to fuck you faster and faster.

Your abused hole begins to gush with your juices, squirting all over the place, as your whole body orgasms in pleasure. The feeling of being filled in two places drives you wild as it keeps driving in and out of you. Your whole body tries to thrash but is held into place by the straps. The arm suddenly begins to rotate as well as pistoning in and out of you. The pleasure of it drives you over the top once again, your juices spraying out the side of the dildo. You screams of passion makes your mouth open wide, your eyes closed, feeling the machine fuck you like nothing before.

Your eyes open wide as you feel his cock push up into your mouth. The tip pushing passed your lips into your gasping mouth. You feel his hands grip your head, sliding his cock in and out of your mouth. He tells you to suck like the slut you are, making you gag on the tip of his cock deep in the back of your throat. Your eyes begin to water as he pushes His cock hard up against your face, causing the sound of gagging escape around your lips.

The machine starts to rotate harder and faster in you with each thrust. His cock begins to move in and out of your mouth, taking all your holes as his. You feel all your holes being abused, making you heart pound with excitement, the thrill of being used as a whore, the pleasure bouncing all over your body. Your eyes roll back into the back of your head as you feel his hand reach over and squeeze on your neck. The onset of another orgasm hits you hard, causing your focus to waver. His hand squeezes your throat as you begin to orgasm hard, making you choke for air. Your body moving into a orgasm you have never before felt, reaching a new plateau of ultimate pleasure.

Your sweet nectar begins to drip in currents into a pool on the ground as your orgasm pounds into your head. You feel yourself falling into a darkness, everything around you disappearing till the hand slackens against your neck, letting a rush of air into your starving lungs. You let out a gasp of air as cum begins to shoot all over your face. The hot liquid splashed all over your eyelids and cheeks, coating you with his seed. Your head hits the table exhausted, the dildo still pounding into your from behind. You start to lose consciousness as another orgasm hits you once again from the sweet pleasure between your legs.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

Hiring Leesa

This note was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site. When you play Viva-Ponata, you pretend to be someone else, and sometimes you send such fantasy notes to others.

Saxon eased his car out of the car park and headed home. Sitting behind the wheel of his car, today he felt different, taller, because today he’d got his long await promotion. After 5 minutes of driving he pulled over at the entrance to the street that I’d curb crawled down so many times, but not tonight, no he was in management now, jumping out of the car he headed into a nearby phone box. Inside every surface was festooned with calling card, for various ladies of the night. He thought to himself, now what is becoming of a man with aspirations, what would a Politian or business leader pick….

Something classy….

Even kinky….

He found a card, with a picture of a girl on a nurses outfit on it. With the slogan “Sexy Maid Leesa” and the phone number.

Taking his mobile from his pocket, he punched in the number.

“Hi” a creamy voice said

“Hi is that Leesa “ he reply a little awkwardly, most of his previous liaisons were less vocal.

“Yes, sweetie, you need the nurse to take care of you”

God she wants to talk “Errr yes” then remembering his manners he added “Yes please”.

“Sure sugar, what can I do for you” she seemed to sense his nervousness and play to it more.

Boy be thought, this type of girl take her job seriously, getting in it a bit more Saxon replies “I need a little stress relief”, the bright voice on the other end of the phone giggles, “I’ve not heard that one before, ok I’d book to in for a check, say in an hour? I need a shower and to get changed …. At …..” she reels of the address.

“Great, how much are we talking”

“$1600 sweetie, and worth every cent”

“Ok see you then”

He gets back into the car, his normal encounter would be done be now and he’d be on his way. This woman was going to actually prepare for his visit… he was stunned…. But decided he better do the same, and headed home, an hour would be just enough time to shower and change if he stepped on it.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 10 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

When Kate opened her mouth, Jim lowered his hips, forcing his cock into her mouth. He relentlessly fucked her mouth. She wasn't really giving him a blowjob -- he was fucking her mouth.

Freddie scrambled between Kate's legs. "I want to feel a cunt on my cock." While his friend fucked the woman's mouth, Freddie pounded away in her cunt.

"Open your mouth," Jim ordered, "open it wide.'

Jim aimed his cock at the lady's gaping mouth. Jerking off, his first load hit her on the forehead, leaving a white trail over her nose and to her mouth. The second load flew directly into her open mouth, as did the next one. The remaining loads landed on her chin, nose, and cheeks.

When Jim dismounted the woman, he watched his friend's cock ram in and out of her used pussy. He was really pounding her. Finally, Freddie let out a howl and came. Afterwards, he climbed over her body and forced his slimy cock into her mouth. The three teenage boys watched as the lady sucked him clean.

As custoKate, Kate went home without being allowed to wash up. The boys kept her panties so the cum in her pussy and asshole seeped through her skirt and onto the car seat. She tried to wipe the dried cum from her face, but it required a wet cloth which she didn't have.

As she drove home, Kate realized this was going to be her new life. She was her blackmailers' sex slave.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 9 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

The friends watched all this. They saw the woman's head moving back and forth. Kenny's hips thrusting forward, fucking her mouth. Kenny grabbed the back of the woman's head and pulled it towards him as he shoved his hips forward. Her nose was smashed against his pubic hair. When they saw Kenny's ass cheeks tighten and heard him yell out, they knew he was cumming in her mouth.

Kate swallowed the young boy's cum. She was glad he came quickly. Without Bob there, maybe she could satisfy Kenny's desires expeditiously and be free to leave early. As she milked the last of Kenny's jism from his still hard cock, she heard him yell, "Come on out guys."

Kate's peripheral vision noticed the two boys enter the room. She removed her mouth from Kenny's cock and curled into a ball with her arms covering her chest.

"Wh-What's going on? Wh-Who are these boys?"

Kenny smiled mischievously down at her, "These are by buddies, Jim and Freddie. I told them you wouldn't mind them joining in."

"Oh no," the defeated woman exclaimed, "this can't be happening. No, no. Please don't make me do this. Please. I'm not a tramp... I'm not. Oh, please."

As the tears poured from her eyes, Kenny told his friends to strip. When he called to Kate, she looked up at three naked boys.

"Mrs. Williams," Kenny began, "can't you taste my cum in your mouth? You just sucked me off and swallowed my cum. Of course you're a tramp. You're a fucking, cocksucking slut. Now lie on your back and show my friends what a great body you have."

Kate remained in the fetal position while listening to the harsh words directed at her. What was she to do? Slowly she unwound her body and stretched out on her back with her hands at her sides. She closed her eyes.

Almost immediately she felt two sets of hands touching her. She guessed they were the two friends. Her breasts were being mauled -- her nipples squeezed and pulled. At one point she felt a mouth sucking one nipple. Then she noticed someone at her feet pulling her panties off and her legs apart. This new action caused the boy sucking her breast to stop. When she opened her eyes, Freddie was between her spread legs and Jim was at her side looking at her pussy. He quickly scurried to join his friend.

Their fingers touched her exposed cunt. Freddie moved over to provide his friend better access. In doing so, he straddled one of Kate's legs. As he played with her pussy he humped his hard cock on her leg. At 18 years old, he was already going to cum.

Freddie felt his orgasm approaching and wasn't sure what to do. Without thinking, Freddie crawled over to the helpless woman's head and pointed his throbbing young cock at her face. As he pumped it, he unloaded his jism all over her face.

Jim saw his friend showering the lady's face with his cum. He moved to the other side of her head and did the same. Kenny watched with glee. He felt another orgasm nearing so he moved to the woman's head, dropped to his knees, and also pumped his hot cum onto her face. When the three boys stopped cumming Kate's face was completed coated. The three boys sat back and looked at the result of their desire. They began laughing.

"Jesus," Freddie said, "look at her face."

"Yeah," Jim chimed in, "and she said she wasn't a slut. She looks like one of those facial cum pics you see on the Internet."

Kate lay there quietly. She felt the warm liquid dripping down her face. The puddles of cum in her eye sockets prevented her from opening her eyes. When she heard the snapping of a camera, Kate put her fingers to her eyes and pushed some of the cum away. After wiping her soiled fingers on her stomach she returned them to her eyes to remove more jism. Finally, after blinking a few times, Kate was able to open her eyes. The humiliated woman stared at the three young boys laughing at her. She also noticed the Polaroid camera in Kenny's hands.

"Jim, put your cock in her mouth," Kenny instructed. When his friend complied, Kenny took a couple of close-up pictures of the cum-drenched face sucking on a hard cock.

"I'm gonna fuck her now," Jim announced as he removed his dick from the woman's mouth.

When Jim positioned himself between the adult's spread legs, Kenny ordered her to put his friend's cock into her pussy.

"I know you want Jim to fuck you," he tormented her. "Put his cock in your cunt. Shove it in your juicy pussy. Show us how much you love to be fucked by young boys. I bet you'd fuck your own son right now... you slut."

The defeated woman guided the teenage cock to the entrance of her pussy.

"No wait," Kenny stopped the proceedings, "I have a better idea."

While looking directly into Kate's eyes, Kenny said, "Jim, she wants to fuck you so badly. I think we should let her do the work. Lie on your back. Mrs. Williams, get on top of Jim and fuck his brains out."

Kate mounted the prone body of the teenage boy. She reluctantly guided his cock into her pussy and lowered her hips. Jim's virgin cock sunk all the way up the lady's twat. Kate began fucking the young boy.

"Oh god, Kenny. It's fucking unbelievable," Jim screamed as he felt the warm recess of the older woman surrounding his cock.

"Hurry up," Freddie whined, "I wanna fuck her too."

Excitedly, Kenny yelled to his friend, "Fuck her in the ass. Go on, I've done it before. Do it while she has Jim's cock in her cunt. Double fuck her!"

The anxious teenager didn't need to be told twice. He stood behind Kate's upraised butt and located her asshole. He pointed his cock at her hole and pushed it in. After three shoves, his entire cock was inside. He actually felt Jim's cock in her other hole.

Kate felt the second boy force his cock into her ass. When in all the way, she felt completely stuffed. Each cock forced its respective hole open, but the expansion was restricted by the other. The walls of her pussy and asshole were snugly rubbing against the two hard cocks. She heard Kenny taking more pictures.

On her hands and knees, Kate fucked the boy beneath her while his friend rammed his cock in and out of her asshole. She opened her eyes when she felt a pair of hands on the top of her head. Standing before her was Kenny. His erection pointing at her.

"Open wide, Mrs. Williams," Kenny gloated, "you have one more hole to fill."

Kate opened her mouth and the depraved teenager shoved his cock inside it. Kate was now servicing three boys at the same time.

"I'm gonna cum," Jim announced.

"Yeah, me too," Freddie chimed in.

"Let's all cum at the same time," Kenny said. "We'll fill every hole she has with cum."

Kate felt her pussy fill with warm cum. Almost instantaneously, a large amount of sperm was deposited inside her bowels. Kenny grabbed her head and violently fucked her mouth. She gagged when he unloaded into her mouth, but was able to swallow his shooting cum.

When the three boys pulled out of Kate, the exhausted and used woman rolled off Jim and collapsed onto the floor. The teenagers also fell to the floor, surrounding the woman. They sat there smiling at each other as they studied the naked woman in front of them. Cum was oozing out of all her holes and her face was coated with a layer of drying cum.

Jim crawled over and straddled Kate's face. On his hands and knees, he positioned his slimy cock at her lips. "Suck me clean, you whore."

Friday, October 23, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 8 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

Kate looked at the slimy dick and lowered her mouth to it. She closed her mouth over it and began sucking. Kenny looked down at her bobbing head in total bliss. Bob crawled behind the unsuspecting woman and spit on his hard cock. He pointed it at the lady's virgin asshole and pushed the tip in. Kate, still sucking Kenny's dick, felt the penetration.

"Wath are thoo thoing?" she mumbled, then freeing her mouth of the cock she said more coherently, "What are you doing? Don't do that. Ouch. That hurts. Please don't do that. Ouch. Ow."

"Shut up and suck Kenny's cock," he angrily retorted. "I'll stick my dick in any of your holes I want to. Shut up and suck!"

Kate put the teenager's dick back into her mouth. Bob pushed again. He pulled out a little and then pushed. As her asshole swallowed his massive cock, her mouth swallowed the brother's cock.

Kate felt stuffed. She had a large cock in her mouth and an enormous one up her ass. Each time Bob entered her, her body lunged forward causing her mouth to plunge down on his brother's cock. Kate felt like the two cocks would meet in the middle of her belly.

"I'm going to cum," Bob announced. He pumped harder and faster than before. Kate felt like her ass was going to be ripped apart. After one last plunge, Kate felt Bob's hot cum shoot into her asshole. It filled her up and started to escape out the sides, running down her thighs. When Kenny saw his brother cum, he grabbed Kate's head and pumped his dick deep into her abused mouth. He came so hard that Kate couldn't swallow it all. Like the cum running out of her asshole, Kenny's cum dripped out the corners of her mouth. Kate felt like a pig on a skewer -- one end in her mouth and the other in her ass. Bob lay across her back with his cock rammed up her ass; his weight forcing her face into his brother's body with Kenny's cock deep in her throat.

When Bob finally pulled out of her ass, Kate was able to disengage from Kenny's cock. She collapsed on the floor, totally exhausted and used. After Bob asked his brother if he wanted to do anything else to Kate and was told he was done, Bob informed Kate she was free to leave.

"Can I use your bathroom," she sheepishly implored.

"Fuck no," Bob answered, "go home like the slut you are. And no panties either. My baby brother wants them as a souvenir."

Kate got dressed and walked to the door, cum dripping down her chin and out of her ass and pussy. When she got in the car she wiped her face the best she could and drove home.

* * * *

For the next few weeks, Kate continued to service her blackmailer at the office and his home. Usually Kenny joined them at the house.

One Saturday Kate rang the doorbell at the designated time. Inside the house, Kenny was waiting with his two best friends. When Bob announced he had an appointment on Saturday, Kenny requested that he still tell Kate to come to the house. The older brother agreed.

The two friends didn't believe Kenny's story of an older woman who was his sex slave. While waiting in the house they kept ribbing him about his concocted story. This continued until the doorbell chimed. Both friends went to their planned hiding place while Kenny answered the door. They still expected it to be a setup and anxiously waited. However, when the door flung open and a gorgeous woman with long blonde hair appeared, both boys gulped.

"Come in," Kenny said to the obedient woman.

When Kate entered the family room she looked around.

"Bob's not here," Kenny informed her. "He told me to play without him. That's okay with you, isn't it?"

Kate slowly nodded her concurrence. Kenny sat down in the chair and told Kate he wanted to be entertained.

"Lift your skirt. I want to see what your panties look like today."

Kate quietly lifted the hem of her skirt to her chest, displaying everything below her waist to the young boy sitting in the chair and, unknown to her, his two teenage friends.

"Make me hot," Kenny demanded. "Do something that will get me excited."

Still holding her skirt up, Kate spread her legs and slightly bent her knees. She began thrusting her pubic area outwards. She began talking dirty, "Kenny, look at my body. Do you like it? It's yours. Do you see my panties? Are they sexy? I wore them especially for you. You know what's behind them. My juicy pussy is so hot for you."

Kate then lowered one hand to her crotch and began running her fingers all over her pussy area. At one point she slipped her hand inside and massaged her cunt. Her panties bulged from the invading hand. Kate spread her legs further apart as she played with herself.

Kenny smiled at the show. Not only was he enjoying it, but he knew his friends now believed his story. He pulled down his shorts freeing his hard cock.

"Oh yes, Mrs. Williams, see how much I like it. Strip for me."

Kate extracted her hand from her panties and let her skirt drop. She did a slow bump and grind as she opened her blouse buttons. After pulling the blouse free of her skirt, Kate let it slowly fall from her body. She undid her skirt and lowered it a little so that the top of her panties showed and then let it drop to the floor. Standing in just her bra and panties, Kate began a slow sensual dance.

Kenny got up and completely disrobed. He stood in front of the woman and smiled at her performance. He reached out and unhooked her bra, pulling it off her body. As Kate continued her dance, her breasts bounced freely.

"Suck me!" the insolent boy ordered.

Kate dropped to her knees and put the throbbing cock in her mouth. She held the dick at its base while she moved her head up and down. When her lips touched her fist, she let go and grabbed the young boy's buttocks. Her mouth lowered further onto the cock. When she felt it hit her throat, she relaxed those muscles and swallowed the entire shaft. Kate, over the last few weeks, learned to deep throat a cock.

The two hiding teenagers watched in awe. First they witnessed a beautiful older woman show their friend her panties while she talked dirty to him. Then she stripped at his command. But what they were witnessing was simply unbelievable. The woman was on her knees before Kenny, blowing him.

"Mrs. Williams," the depraved boy began, "you are the greatest cocksucker in the world. The way you're sucking me tells me you want to eat my cum. Okay then, I'll give you a real big load. I'm going to shoot it straight into your belly. Here is comes. Oh shit, aaahhhh."

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 7 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

"Onto the next lesson... the cunt," Bob announced. "Pull her panties off."

Kenny's trembling fingers took hold of the waistband of the older woman's panties and pulled them down. He felt the soft panties in his hand and brought them to his face, deeply inhaling.

"I'm gonna keep these forever," he announced and threw them onto the chair he previously occupied.

Kenny turned his attention back to the naked woman. Kate kept her thighs tightly closed, but her bushy blonde pubic hair jutted out. The teenage boy, seeing his first real life pussy, couldn't wait for his brother. He put his hand on the curly hair and began feeling its texture. He pulled at it and parted it, trying to see what was hiding beneath the hair.

The embarrassed woman watched as a boy her son's age played with her most private anatomy. She was humiliated. What if the boy new her son? She felt his young fingers flow through her pubic hairs. Watching the small slender fingers fondle her brought an incestuous thought to her mind. For a second, Kate thought about her son touching her, caressing her body, her vagina. The loud voice of her blackmailer brought her back to reality.

"Hey jerk," Bob kidded his brother, "what the fuck are you doing? The bitch is hiding her cunt from you." Then turning his attention to Kate he said, "Mrs. Williams, spread your legs. Let my little brother see your charms."

Kate did as she was told. While opening her legs, she watched the childlike excitement in the teenager's eyes. As she exposed more of herself, his eyes got wider and wider. When her legs were apart she waited.

"Come on, Mrs. Williams," Bob impatiently blurted out, "I said show him what you got. Put your feet up on the couch and spread real wide."

Kate slowly lifted her feet to the couch cushion. Then she moved her knees apart. When they wouldn't go any further she cautiously peeked between her legs.

"Oh my god," the startled woman exclaimed when she saw how spread her pussy lips were. The boy sitting on the floor between her legs could see right into her gaping cunt.

Bob smiled at the woman's discomfort. "Now that..." he said pointing to the exposed pussy, "is a cunt."

Kenny pointed a finger at the pink gap and touched the soft flesh. "Aahh," Kate uncontrollably moaned. The boy got bolder and, seeing the opening, pushed his finger into her cunthole. He was fascinated as it slowly disappeared, the soft warm flesh closing around it. When his finger was buried to the third knuckle, he jiggled it inside the poor woman.

"Oh... oh... ah... ah," Kate exclaimed.

When Kenny withdrew his finger he noticed how wet it was. He smelled it and then stared at it.

"Taste it," the older brother encouraged him.

Kenny tentatively licked his finger. Then he put it entirely in his mouth and sucked it clean. When he realized he liked it, he stuck it back in the juicy cunt, moved it around, pulled it out wet, and put it back into his mouth.

After doing this a few times, the impatient more experienced brother instructed him, "If you like the taste idiot, stick your tongue in her pussy."

Kate was accepting her ordeal with closed eyes. When she felt hot breath on her open pussy she looked between her legs. The teenage boy's face was inches from her exposed genital. She watched in horror as he moved his face to her vagina and began licking her. She tried not to get turned on, but a pussy being tongued has no conscience. Her hips began twitching.

If Kate would let herself go, she would climax. But she was determined not to give them the satisfaction. However, she felt herself getting wetter and wetter knowing full well what that meant. She was saved by Bob. Pushing Kenny's head away Bob began the instruction.

"Listen up, dummy. I'm only going to say this once. You are looking at a juicy cunt. A very nice one, if I may say," he said looking up at Kate and winking.

"These are the outer lips. These are the inner lips. Look how they stretch. This of course is her fuckhole. You found that on your own. Now look at this. Most anything you touch down here will be sensitive, but this is the most sensitive. It's the clitoris. It hides under this piece of flesh. When it gets excited it comes out of the hood. It gets hard like your cock. Mrs. Williams has a bigger one than most I've seen. I guess that means she's more ready for sex. Go ahead and play with her cunt."

Kate was humiliated. She was being used as an object for a sex education class. But worse, when she was touched she got excited.

Kenny began exploring between the woman's legs. He touched and pulled at various parts. When he touched her clit, Kate jumped. He did it again and she jumped again. He pulled on the clit and felt it grow in his fingers. He leaned forward and licked the clit. Kate shuddered and moaned. He put it inside his lips and began sucking.

"Oh no, don't do that. Aahh... aahh. Stop. Don't... aahh. I don't want to... oh god, I can't help it. No, no... oh... yes... oh no... yes... aahh...aahh. I can't help it. I'm... oh... oh... I'm going to... aahh... aahh... aaaaahhhhhhhhh," Kate squealed as she came.

Kenny felt the gush of liquid pour from the stimulated cunt and drank it up.

"Okay little brother," Bob said, "it's time to lose your virginity. Stick that hard cock of yours into her hot pussy and fuck the bitch."

Kenny didn't need to be told twice. He got up and positioned his raging hard-on at the opening of the still twitching cunt. Kate was recovering from her orgasm and didn't realize what was happening until she felt the hard cock enter her.

"Stop that," she cried out, "you're just a boy. We can't do this. Oh god, please stop."

But Kenny had no intention of stopping his first fuck. He pounded his meat in and out of her hot cunt. Sooner than he wanted, Kenny felt the tingle in his loins telling him he was about to cum.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna shoot into her," he announced, "Huh, huh, ugh, huh. Here it comes. Eoowwwww!!!"

Kate felt the teenage cum fill her pussy. Even though he came before, his young body was able to generate a great deal of sperm. When Kenny pulled out of the used woman, Bob told him to replace Kate on the couch and for her to kneel between his legs.

When they were in position, Bob ordered Kate, "Okay Mrs. Williams, Kenny's never had a blowjob. Suck him off."

Monday, October 19, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 6 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

"Oh jeez, Boby," his brother whined, "don't tease me. Let me see them."

The older brother released the bra and let it fall across the woman's breasts, partly shielding them. Grabbing the bra straps, Bob pulled them off her shoulders and over her arms, leaving her naked from the waist up.

"Wow, look at those tits," the excited boy exclaimed. "Get her nipples hard. Let me see how you do it."

Ignoring his brother's request, Bob turned to Kate and said, "You wore quite a long skirt, didn't you? Are you ashamed of what's under it? You shouldn't be. I told Kenny all about your sexy legs and juicy blonde pussy. You're not purposefully hiding it from us, are you?"

Leaning over, Bob whispered his instructions into the tormented woman's ear. Kenny anxiously looked on.

Kate bent over and fumbled with the last closed button of her skirt. When she opened it she moved to the next. When half the buttons were opened, Kate parted her legs as her captive ordered. When she glanced across the room at Kenny she witnessed him rubbing his cock through his jeans. She knew he had a clear view of her panties. After waiting a little while, Kate followed the script and unbuttoned all but the last two. When she moved her legs further apart, her panty-covered crotch was in plain sight.

"Okay little brother," Bob spoke again, "now for your first lesson. This is how you get a girl's nipple hard."

While the young boy watched in awe, his older brother twirled the woman's right nipple between his fingers. Kate tried to fight it, but her body reacted to the caress -- her nipple began to stiffen.

"You see, Kenny. All you have to do it gently rub it. Now to get it really hard...."

Bob ended the sentence by lowering his mouth to the nipple. He sucked on it, and when he pulled his head back stretching the nipple with his lips, the nipple did indeed get longer.

"Come here and try it on her other tit," he said as he motioned to his younger brother.

Kenny scurried over to the couch. He palmed the older woman's breast, relishing in the feel of her softness. He twisted her left nipple.

"Ouch," Kate cried out.

"Not so hard," Bob scolded his brother, "you have to be gentle to get her excited."

The boy tried again. He gently touched the nipple. He flicked it with his finger and rubbed it. He felt it get hard. Kenny mouthed the lovely breast and sucked on it. He flicked the nipple with his tongue while sucking her breast. He copied his brother's technique by stretching the nipple with his lips. He passed his first test. Kate's nipple stood out very erect.

As if choreographed, both brothers began sucking on their respective tits. Kate was feeling the effect. Her head fell back and her eyes closed. A soft moan emitted from her throat.

While Kenny continued to suck on his first breast, Bob began to open the remaining constraints to the older woman's skirt. When the last button was opened, he parted the skirt leaving Kate only in her panties. When Kenny released his mouth's grip on Kate's breast he noticed her current state of undress.

"Oh shit," he screamed, "look at her."

He began frantically rubbing his cock through his pants.

"Don't cum," Bob yelled at his brother.

"I have to. Shit, look at her body. God she's gorgeous," the younger boy said as he kept rubbing himself.

"Take your cock out," Bob bellowed as he saw an empty glass. Handing the glass to his brother, Bob said, "Cum in the glass."

Bob sat next to Kate again and said to her, "He has a pretty big cock for someone his age. I guess it's hereditary. Let's see if he cums as much as I do."

Bob and Kate stared at the teenager jerking off in front of them with his pants and underwear around his ankles. Holding the glass with one hand, Kenny pumped his hard cock with the other. After only a couple of pumps, the two on the couch witnessed a long white stream discharge from his pisshole and fall into the glass.

"One," Bob shouted out. When the other loads followed he continued, "Two... three... four... five... six... seven... eight." Kate was amazed at the volume. "Eight and a half... eight and three quarters," Bob laughed as his brother squeezed the remaining jism from his cock.

"Kenny, you okay," the concerned older brother inquired.

"Yeah... great," was the response, "what a cum. I was looking at her body the whole time and it really got me off. Shit, look at her Boby. She's a fox."

"She sure is. But you know what she's also? She's real thirsty. Why don't you give her a drink."

Kate knew instantly what the asshole had in mind and got a nauseous feeling in her belly. The naive boy, however, missed the point. He started towards the kitchen until his brother stopped him and told him to give Kate the drink he was holding. With an evil and excited gleam in his eyes, Kenny handed the troubled woman the sperm-filled glass.

Kate looked into the glass and saw the white goo accumulated on the bottom. It was over an inch deep. She brought the glass to her lips, closed her eyes, and tilted her head back. The two boys watched in fascination as Kenny's cum flowed down the length of the glass and into her mouth. The movement in her throat was proof she swallowed. After finishing the drink, Kate ran her tongue across her upper lip to remove the remains of the boy's sperm that clung there.

Kate was holding back her vomit. When she saw the large puddle of sperm in the glass she never thought she'd be able to drink it. When she tilted the glass, the lava-like slowness of the cum sliding towards her lips increased her anxiety. When she felt the thick liquid slide through her lips and onto her tongue, her throat locked like when you can't swallow a pill. The result was that a large amount of the sperm filled her mouth. The volume caused her to swallow, making room for the rest. The entire inside of her mouth and tongue were coated with the teenage boy's sperm. There was no way to avoid tasting the bitter sticky substance.

"Can I have another drink?" Kate pleaded.

Bob joked with his younger brother, "Do you want to fill the glass up again or shall I?"

"No, no," the terrified mother of two screamed, "I meant another cola."

Bob told Kate to open her mouth wide. When she did, the two boys saw the goo coating her tongue. Two strands stretched from the roof of her mouth to her tongue.

"Mrs. Williams," the older brother teased, "you didn't finish the last drink we gave you. Let's not talk about another one."

Friday, October 16, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 5 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

Once again she felt his finger slide inside her. It moved in and out, automatically lubricating her cunt. Bob inserted a second finger. As it slipped in and out he noticed how moist his fingers were getting. He smiled. Bob found the woman's clit and began rubbing it with his other hand. He felt Kate shudder and suck a little harder on his cock.

"Oh no," Kate thought, "I'm getting excited. That can't be."

But as Bob played with her pussy, Kate's body betrayed her. She was getting wetter and began to feel a warmth between her legs. When she felt his soft tongue touch her inner folds, she gasped. Bob licked and licked her juicy pussy.

"Huh... huh," Kate grunted as her body took over, "oh... oh." Kate felt her orgasm approaching. "Oh, no," she cried as she came, "Aah... aaaahhhhh."

While Kate was coming down from her climax, Bob pulled his long cock from her mouth. He quickly scooted around, positioning himself between her legs. Before Kate was aware of it, Bob pushed his cock into her. Even though her pussy was very wet from her recent orgasm, his large cock stuck part way in.

"Ugh," the unsuspecting woman grunted, "wh-what... what are you... you doing?"

Bob pulled out a little and pushed in harder. More of his cock penetrated. He repeated this several times until he was completely inside the woman.

Kate felt the violation, but couldn't do anything about it. When he was fully inside her, she felt stretched beyond belief. She never felt so stuffed. His was the first cock in her since her husband died, and only the second man ever to fuck her. He was also much larger than her late husband. When he started to fuck her, she automatically fucked him back.

Bob was enjoying the fuck. He pulled his cock almost all the way out and then pushed it back in. With each stroke he felt her pussy walls and lips grab his cock. The sensation was wonderful. He pumped and pumped his meat into her until he felt her pussy twitch. She jerked her hips up and her whole body shuddered. Bob felt her climax and thrust his cock into her two more times before erupting himself. His enormous amount of sperm filled her stuffed cunt and overflowed. He collapsed on top of the violated woman.

When Bob pulled his cock from the tight pussy, he removed the plug to the dam. He looked down and watched his sperm pour out of her cunt. He got up and sat in the chair next to where they just fucked.

"Come here Mrs. Williams and clean me up with your mouth," he ordered.

Kate came to her senses. She realized what just happened and who it was who fucked her. She got angry, but was now used to doing as he said. She crawled to him on her knees and sucked and licked his cock clean. It was the first time she ever tasted her own juices, but at this point she didn't care anymore. After she got dressed she wasn't even surprised when he told her to lick the cum off the carpet. She was becoming a very obedient slut.

On Friday, Bob only wanted a blowjob during lunch. However, he asked her to come to his house Saturday at noon. Reluctantly, Kate agreed.

* * * *

On Saturday, Kate looked at herself in the mirror. The security guy told her to wear a skirt and specifically requested that she not wear pantyhose.

"I hate those things," he told her.

She didn't know how to dress. She finally settled on a wash-n-wear blouse. Although she didn't want to think about what was going to happen in Bob's house, she had to expect the worse. She already ruined one good blouse with cum stains. She picked out her longest skirt. It buttoned down the front and came below her knees. She fastened all the buttons, but when she found it difficult to walk, she opened the last two.

Kate drove to Bob's house and arrived at the appointed time. She sat in her car in a last effort to figure a way out of having to go into the house. When she couldn't, she walked up the path and knocked on the front door. When the door opened, Kate was surprised. A teenage boy, around her son's age, stood in the doorway.

"Is this Bob's house?" the confused woman quietly asked.

"Yes it is," the boy answered, "Bob's my brother. He's upstairs getting dressed. Come on in."

As Kate entered the house the teenager gave her a broad smile and said, "Hi, my name's Kenny. Why don't you sit in the living room and wait for Bob. Would you like a soft drink or something?"

Kate was feeling a little more relaxed. She liked the boy and he was putting her at ease. Maybe she misunderstood why Bob asked her over. After all, his younger brother was here.

"Sure," she cheerfully said, "a cola would be lovely."

Returning to the living room with the two drinks, Kenny handed one to Kate sitting on the couch and then sat in the chair across from her. They chatted about school and other insignificant matters. Kenny attended the same school as her son, but he was a little older. He had already turned 18. As they spoke, she began to relax.

Bob came down the stairs noisily. He moved over to his younger brother and ruffled his hair saying, "I see you met Kenny. He's the brains in the family. Smart as a whip. But he has so much to learn."

Kenny looked up at his brother and smiled, understanding the meaning behind that last sentence. Unfortunately, Kate did not.

Bob sat next to Kate and joined in the conversation. It was like three old friends passing the time. That is until Kate felt Bob's arm over her shoulders with his hand resting just above her left breast. When he began brushing his fingers across her tit, she pushed his hand away trying to hide it from the younger boy.

"Don't worry about Kenny," Bob smiled, "I told him all about you."

"You what? Oh, how could you?" the embarrassed woman shrieked. She looked over at Kenny and he smiled.

"Now behave, Mrs. Williams," Bob said in a somewhat warning tone. Then he looked at his brother and while squeezing Kate's breast said, "Didn't I tell you she had great knockers?"

Kate thought she was going to die. He told his little brother all the things she did. The boy was her son's age and went to the same school -- he might actually know Johnny. And now he was touching her in front of the teenager. And talking about her as if she was an object he owned.

"Let me see them. Please Boby... you promised," the boy pleaded.

Kate looked over at her assailant with imploring eyes, "Please, don't do this. Not in front of the boy. I'll do what you want but... please, not in front of him."

Ignoring her request, Bob slowly began unbuttoning the woman's blouse. Kate lowered her eyes and watched in agony as the top button opened, then the next, and so on. When her blouse was completely open, Bob pulled it off her body. He unhooked her front clasping bra, but held the cups in place. He pulled them apart, but just as quickly covered the breasts.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 4 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

Kate hesitated for a second, but then realized she had no choice. She walked around the desk and dropped to her knees between his spread legs. After the initial instruction, Bob decided not to coach the woman. He wanted her to do it on her own.

Kate stared at the huge cock. She waited for Bob to say something, but there was only silence. She knelt between his legs with his penis throbbing in front of her. He wasn't pulling her face onto his dick. He wasn't even touching her. The silence was deafening.

Finally, Kate wrapped her hand around the thick organ and began pumping it. She felt it throb. When she looked up at the man she was servicing, he simply smirked back at her and opened his mouth wide. Kate got the hint. She leaned over and encircled the cock with her lips.

Kate began sucking on the large cockhead. She forgot how much it stretched her mouth. Kate grabbed it with both hands and jacked off the cock filling her mouth. She felt like a whore. There was no desire within her and she was fully dressed while blowing a man she hardly knew. She felt humiliated.

"Use your tongue," Bob scolded. "Come on bitch, you're like a robot."

Kate realized she was moving her hands and mouth in a monotonous motion. She wasn't making love to the man and it showed. Not wanting to get him mad, Kate began to work on his cock. She swirled her tongue around the fat head. She licked the length of the shaft with long wet strokes. Without being told, Kate leaned lower and began licking his balls. When she put them in her mouth and flicked them with her tongue, Bob began to moan.

"Oh yes," he purred, "that's much better. Suck my balls. Do you feel the cum boiling in them? They're preparing your lunch... a hot liquid lunch."

Kate sucked on his balls and pumped his shaft with both hands. She then opened her mouth very wide and lowered it over the massive organ until it hit the back of her throat. She closed her mouth on it and pulled her head up, dragging her lips and tongue along its length. She repeated this move several times until Bob started thrusting his cock into her throat, causing her to gag. Kate sensed the cock was ready to explode. She moved her head up and down much faster now trying to bring this ordeal to an end.

"Mrs. Williams," Bob moaned, "that's it. Keep doing that. I'm going to cum. Remember how much I cum? If you don't want to get your pretty clothes dirty, you better swallow very fast. I'm close. Remember, keep swallowing. Oh... yes. Here it comes. Oh... oh... uh... aaaahhhhhh."

Kate did remember the amount of cum the large organ in her mouth spewed. She remembered the cum stains on her blouse Friday. What if she were to get her top dirty now? In the middle of the day. What would she do in the office? She had to swallow it all. She just had to! The first load of sperm hit her throat on a fly and instantly filled her mouth.

"Oh, shit," she thought, "my mouth's already full. Swallow it!"

As soon as Kate emptied her mouth, another load filled it up. Again and again she swallowed, trying to keep up with the gushing cock. As her throat tired she knew she would not be able to continue. In a desperate effort to protect her clothing, Kate pushed her butt out, arched her back, and cupped her hands under her jutting jaw. The excess cum poured from her mouth, down her chin, and into her hands. Some overflowed onto the floor.

When the bursting cock subsided, Bob said to the exhausted woman between his legs gasping for air, "I told you to swallow it all. Now look at the mess you made. Lick it up right now."

The still hard cock was resting atop her cupped hands. A puddle of warm sperm collected in her palms beneath the cock. Kate thought she was going to be sick, but she opened her mouth and scooped a large amount of cum into her mouth. Unlike when she was trying to keep up with the rapidly discharging cock, she now felt the cum's texture and tasted its bitterness. She made a face and swallowed, gagging as it went down. She sucked two more large loads into her mouth and then used her tongue to lick the remaining cum off her hands and Bob's cock. When she thought she was finished, Kate sat on the floor.

"You're not done, Missy," Bob said pointing to the cum spillage on the carpet. "I told you to swallow it all. Now lick it up."

Kate looked at the floor in shock. She gazed up at him, pleading for leniency. But the stern expression on his face told her she was not going to get a reprieve. Kate, on her hands and knees, crawled over to the spotted carpet. She lowered her face to the floor and began licking the fresh cum off the dirty carpet. When she completed her task, Bob asked her if her lunch filled her up. She slowly nodded and he told her she was free to go. Kate immediately went to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. A glob of sperm clung to the corner of her mouth.

"My god," she thought, "what if someone had seen her? That bastard knew it was there, but didn't say anything."

She washed her lips and then sucked handful after handful of water into her abused mouth. Although she tried to get rid of the taste, she couldn't. From now on she'd bring a toothbrush to work.

"Oh, no," she realized what she just thought, "this will happen again."

* * * *

It did happen again. On Wednesday, Kate once again met Bob in his office.

Once the door was locked, Kate was ordered to disrobe. Standing naked in front of a fully clothed stranger was worse than when she was clothed and blew him. She was so ashamed, not knowing how to stand.

Bob closely examined her body. He touched and mauled her breasts. He ran his fingers up and down her belly. When he kneeled in front of her and stared directly at her pussy, she felt like dying. He began poking her hair-covered mound.

"No," she thought, "not there. He was never interested in that before."

Bob separated her lips and looked inside. He found her hole and slipped a finger inside. Reaching around with his other hand he clutched her ass. While holding her butt he rammed his finger in and out of her cunt.

"M-M-Bob," Kate stammered trying to distract him, "don't you want a blowjob?"

"Yes I do," Bob replied, "get on the floor."

Relieved, Kate did as she was told as she watched the security officer remove his clothes. When he was naked, Kate started to get into a kneeling position. Bob pushed her onto her back. He crawled over her in a 69 position, his cock dangling over her face.

"Okay," he announced, "start sucking."

Kate was distraught. Her maneuver didn't work. Even though she was going to blow him, he had full access to her vagina. When he lowered his hips so that the tip of his cock rested on her lips, Kate opened her mouth and began performing her duty.

Kate felt her legs being pushed apart. When she felt his breath on her pussy she knew his face was very close. He parted her lips and she knew he was looking inside her. Why wouldn't he leave her any dignity?

Monday, October 12, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 3 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

"Uh... ah...aahhh," Kate moaned as her orgasm approached, "oh... ah...aaahhhhhhh."

Bob watched with glee as the woman came. There was no doubt that it was real. Her face crinkled and her hips jerked as her fingers moved at lightening speed.

When Kate opened her eyes she saw the man smiling down at her. She was ashamed that he witnessed her orgasm. But at last it was over and she'd be able to leave. When Bob stepped back, Kate stood up. While she was putting her panties back on Bob sat down in the chair.

"Okay, Mrs. Williams," Bob unexpectantly said, "one more thing before you go."

Kate apprehensively looked at the evil man, "But I did what you asked. I masturbated and came for you."

"Yes you did, but I'm not completely satisfied yet. I still have an erection. Suck me, Mrs. Williams."

After all that happened, this was completely unexpected.

"No, I won't do that," she rebelled. "I can't do that."

"Mrs. Williams," he said in a condescending tone, "remember our deal. You don't want to lose your job and get arrested, do you? Think of your family."

Kate hesitated for a moment and then realized it was hopeless to protest. She dropped to her knees between his outstretched legs and looked at the long thick cock in his hand. She took the cock from him and opened her mouth around it. As the head of his cock entered, it stretched her lips.

"God," she thought, "it's gigantic."

The humbled mother of two moved her head up and down on the hard cock. She felt the soft skin slide between her lips. She started licking the cock with her tongue as her mouth continued to stroke it.

Bob was in ecstasy. As he watched the blonde head bob up and down in his lap, he felt her moist lips and tongue sucking him off. He knew he wouldn't last long. When he felt himself cumming, he grabbed the back of Kate's head and forcefully held her on his erupting cock.

Kate felt his cock twitch and knew he was going to cum. She tried to pull her head away, but he held her too firmly. She felt the first load hit the back of her throat. The next and the one after filled her mouth. She was forced to swallow the sperm in order to make room for the next load. Bob came so much that her mouth filled up five times. By the time he released her head, her belly was full.

"Okay, Mrs. Williams," Bob finally said, "you can go home now. But remember, I still have the tape."

Kate quickly dressed and ran from the office. In the ladies room, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and began vomiting. Her face, hair, and blouse were covered in sperm. When her heaving subsided, Kate splashed water on her face to wash away the cum. She leaned forward and rinsed, as best she could, the sperm in her hair. All she could do with her blouse was to wipe it with a paper towel, but the stains were very visible. While running to her car, she felt the sticky feeling between her legs and wished she had wiped his cum off her pussy. Kate cried all the way home.

* * * *

Entering the house as quietly as she could, Kate ran up the stairs to her bedroom. Laughter was heard coming from one of her children's room down the hall. Kate closed her bedroom door and leaned back on it, thankful her children were pre-occupied.

"My god," she thought, "what if they saw me looking like this."

Kate staggered into the master bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. The reflection could not be hers. The slut staring back at her had cum stains all over her blouse and had dried cum in her hair and on her neck. As her eyes began to water, Kate vigorously brushed her teeth trying to get the foul taste of that awful security man out of her mouth. She stripped and soaked in a hot bath. When done, Kate fed her children and went to sleep early. While lying in bed, all Kate could think about was how used she felt.

The next day was bright and sunny. Things started to look up. She had the weekend to spend with her loving children.

By the time Monday morning arrived, Friday's abuse simply seemed like a bad dream. Kate sent her kids off to school and left for work believing her nightmare was over. She paid her dues for making such a foolish mistake.

"Hello Chuck... Hi Sandra... Morning Ben," she gleefully greeted others as she made her way to her cubicle. Kate put her handbag in her desk drawer and reached to turn on her computer. Her hand froze in mid-air.

Laying on top of her desk was a large manila envelop with one word scribbled across its front. One ominous word: "KATE".

Cautiously, Kate opened the envelop and peeked inside. It looked like two 8x10 photos. She carried the envelop to the ladies room and locked herself in a stall. Sitting on the toilet seat, Kate pulled out the photographs. She gulped when she saw the first one. It was a picture of her sitting in a chair with her legs spread, her skirt at her waist, and her fingers inside her pussy. The facial expression in the picture showed the desire of a person ready to climax. The second photo was worse. It was a close-up of her cum-covered face. Long strands of white goo were hanging from her nose and chin. A neatly typed message was the only other item in the envelop. It simply read, "My office, noon".

Kate held her face in her hands. "What am I going to do?" she thought. "That disgusting pig will do things to me again and I can't stop him. I won't meet him! No, I have to. He has the tape. Why did I steal that damn computer? Why... why... why?"

Kate was very anxious the entire morning. Several people asked if she was okay. Maybe she should go home sick, she thought. He can't expect her to meet him if she's sick. But then she knew he would not be fooled and may retaliate. There was nothing she could do but meet him at the appointed time. At noon, Kate told her boss she was going to lunch.

"Enjoy," he said.

This sent chills up Kate's spine. Kate knocked on the door to the security office.

"Come in," she heard Bob say from inside. When Kate entered the room, Bob told her to close the door. Reluctantly she complied. "Lock it," he said in a very demanding tone. Kate's fingers were shaking, but she managed to lock herself inside the office.

Motioning Kate to approach him, she stood across from his desk.

"Mrs. Williams," he began, "we've been waiting for you."

Kate quickly looked around the room for the others only to find no one else present.

"No you don't understand," he giggled, "I mean me and my cock."

Bob pushed his chair away from the desk and exposed his raging hard-on. He was naked from the waist down and his enormous dick was pointing at the startled woman.

"Suck me off," he ordered.

Friday, October 09, 2009

Kate's Story (Part 2 of 10)

This ten-part story was written by **Saxon**, someone who plays Viva Ponata. His profile page is here, but you can only see it when you have logged into the site.

The absence of any sound, other than her own sobbing, caused Kate to stop crying. When she lowered her hands she saw the man on the floor looking under her skirt. She immediately snapped her knees together and tugged on her skirt.

"What are you doing?" she indignantly yelled. "Who do you think you are?"

Without moving, Bob returned her question with an evil smile and calmly answered, "I'm the person with the tape showing you stealing the computer."

"What are you going to do with it?" Kate panicked.

"I have to turn it in," he answered. "You'll lose your job. Also, the company's new policy is to prosecute... so you'll be arrested. The value of the equipment will make it grand theft."

Until now, Kate was more embarrassed than afraid. Now, the full impact of her action became painfully understood. She began crying again.

"No, no. This can't be happening. I have a family to take care of. What will happen to them? Oh, no. Please don't tell on me. I beg you."

Bob silently listened to the woman. He waited for her to calm down and look at him before he spoke.

"Mrs. Williams, I don't want to ruin your life, but I can lose my job if I do what you ask. What's in it for me if I help you?"

Kate saw a way out. "I'll pay you. I don't have a lot of money, but I'll find a way to pay you for your help."

"I don't want your money," Bob retorted, "but if you are willing to do me favors I may be willing to deal."

"Favors?" the innocent woman asked. "What kind of favors?"

The security officer spread his legs and cupped his groin. As he began rubbing himself he said, "Mrs. Williams, you are very pretty and I am very horny. If you agree to do what I tell you to, I will forget about the tape."

Kate thought about the deal -- she had no choice. Loathingly she agreed.

"Spread your legs, Mrs. Williams," the man ordered. "I was enjoying the view before.

Reluctantly, Kate spread her legs. She felt disgust as the security officer, not much older than her son, boldly looked under her skirt.

"Spread them way apart," he demanded. "I want a clear view."

As Kate complied, she watched the disgusting man rub his penis through his pants.

"Okay," he excitedly continued, "pull the panties to one side and show me your cunt."

Bob had an unhindered view of the older woman's panties. He looked at the smooth thighs and the vee at their juncture. He could see how the pussy lips and pubic hair were causing the panty crotch to bulge. When the woman slipped her fingers under the material and pulled them to one side, Bob shuddered. Before him was her exposed pussy. Her natural blonde hairs covering her pussy lips were neatly trimmed. He could just make out the slit dissecting the two halves.

Kate was distraught. How did she get herself into this mess? What could she do? She didn't have a choice. When she pulled her panties to one side, she felt the cool air touch her most private area. Without looking between her legs, she knew that her pussy was clearly visible.

"Take them off," Bob screamed. "Remove your panties. No, no. First lift your skirt to your waist." Bob felt like a boy in a toy store. He didn't know what to do first.

When Kate's skirt was bunched around her waist, Bob sat on his desk. The prettiest woman in the office sat in front of him exposing her panties. Not only her panties, but part of her cunt was still uncovered. To Kate's dismay, Bob quickly undid his pants and dropped them to the floor. He pulled his erection through the opening in his boxers and began stroking it.

Kate felt disgusted, but she noted the size of Bob's cock. It was huge. Not only was it about 9 inches long, but it was very thick. As she watched him stroke it, she absentmindedly wondered how it could fit inside a woman.

"Okay, now take them off."

Kate put her thumbs inside the waistband of her panties, lifted her ass off the chair, and pulled them down. She slid them over one foot, but left the panties dangling around her other ankle.

"Play with yourself," he ordered. "Masturbate! And don't fake it. I won't let you stop until you cum."

Bob watched as the older woman began stroking her pussy. Her finger disappeared inside the slit as her hand moved up and down. He watched as one finger dipped inside her cunt and how her hand pumped it in and out. Her other hand began massaging her clit.

"The sooner I cum," Kate thought, "the sooner we'll be done."

Kate felt herself get wet. There was no way she could masturbate and not get excited. As her finger slipped in and out of her cunt she heard the sloshing noise her juices were making. When she touched her clit, she noticed how hard it was. Kate closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling between her legs, imagining she was home alone in bed.

Just as Kate was about to cum, she felt something warm hit her in the face. When she opened her eyes she saw the next stream of sperm approaching her face. It landed on her upper lip and splashed into her nostril.

While her eyes were closed, Bob came over to her and stood between her legs. As he watched her masturbate, he jerked off. He was the first to cum and was shooting his cum onto her face. He was cumming like a horse. Load after load splattered onto her face, leaving several trails down her blouse. Bob redirected his shooting cock to between her legs and covered her hands and pussy with the remaining jism.

Kate felt the fresh cum running down her face and dripping off her nose and chin. When she inhaled, the gooey substance was sucked into her nose, blocking the air flow. She instinctively took a deep breath through her mouth to get oxygen into her lungs, and in doing so, drew in some cum. Kate tried to spit it out, but each time she moved her lips, more cum entered.

"Why did you stop?" the security officer asked the startled woman. "You didn't cum yet. I told you not to stop until I see you cum. Now masturbate!"

Kate became nauseous. She felt the sticky sperm on her face and tasted it in her mouth. No one ever came on her face. That only happened in porno movies. And she never let her late husband, her only lover, cum in her mouth.

She watched the disgusting man standing before her slowly stroking his still hard cock. "Oh no," she thought, "he's still hard. Is he going to cum on me again? I better finish myself off before he can."

Once again, Kate's hands were active between her legs. This time the feeling was a little different. The cum deposited on her hands and pussy were now being rubbed inside her cunt. She was actually rubbing his cum inside her. She found the thought distasteful, but the extra lubrication actually helped her stimulation. Before she knew it, Kate was on the brink of climaxing.