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Nikki Fox, a stunning blonde with a thin, lithe, rock-hard body honed in the gym on a daily basis, is standing in the living room talking to her husband Mark, an equally fit, ex-college athlete with a full head of brown hair and an angular, attractively rugged face. Both are in their early thirties and both look great for their age. They’ve been married for 11 years, each of which has been better than the last.

There are many reasons for their continued marital success, including a complete openness with one another and an us-against-the-world attitude. But the biggest factor is their willingness to engage in deviant, perverted sexual acts; not only with each other, but involving third (and sometimes even fourth or fifth) parties.

Over the years, they have participated in many types of different sexual scenarios, sometimes setting them up themselves and sometimes letting others do the planning. But recently they have stumbled upon a game they like to play more than any other, the specifics of which they are discussing at this very moment in the living room of their immaculately furnished 3-bedroom house in the suburbs.

“Are you sure Cindy’s up for this?” Nikki says.

“Positive,” Mark replies. “I’ve been setting it up for weeks. She’s totally into me. I’ve had to fight her off with a stick for the last couple of days. She’s just waiting for you to leave.”

“And you’re certain it’ll go the way we want?”

“Positive,” Mark says. “You know me. I have a knack for these things.”

“You do indeed,” Nikki says. “That’s why I love you so much.”

She steps into him and sticks her tongue into his mouth. He returns the kiss and they make out, each more excited than usual. They’ve done this sort of thing before, of course, but that didn’t make it any less exhilarating.

Nikki breaks off the kiss and grabs Mark’s cock, gripping it beneath his pants. “I see that you’re already hard with anticipation.”

Mark runs his fingers under Nikki’s skirt and rubs her pussy over her panties. “And I see that you’re already wet.”

“You know I like the sort of thing as much as you do.”

“Which is why I love you so much.”

They smile at each other, their faces conveying genuine emotion.

“Now go,” Mark says, slapping Nikki on the ass. “Let’s get this show on the road.”




Five minutes later, Nikki pulls her car out of the garage and closes the garage door behind her. Two minutes after that there’s a knock on their front door. Mark looks through the peephole, just to be sure.

It’s Cindy. She’s wearing a slinky, lacy, black top and a jean skirt, with lots of makeup and her hair done up. Her intentions are obvious.

Mark answers the door, opening it and hustling Cindy into the house and quickly closing the door behind them, acting like they’re worried about getting caught.

Cindy is a 20-year old girl college student that lives down the street who’s home for the summer. She’s a cute little long-haired brunette with a thin frame, small but perky tits, a great ass, and legs that didn’t quit. But more importantly, the word around the neighborhood is that not only is she a total slut, but that she just adores older men. Which is why Mark and Nikki chose her for their little game.

“Are you sure your wife is gone for the whole day?” Cindy asks Mark as he leads her up the stairs to the bedroom, not wasting any time.

“Positive,” Mark says. “We’ve got at least three hours until she comes home. And I’m planning on using all of them.”

Cindy giggled and grabbed his ass as they climbed the stairs.

“Are you sure you can last that long?” Cindy asks.

“I’m like the energizer bunny,” Mark says, looking back at her. “I keep going, and going, and going . . .”

“I certainly hope so,” Cindy says as they come to the top of the stairs. “Because I’ve haven’t had a good fucking since I’ve been back from college. All the boys around here are lame.”




Thirty seconds later they’re in the bedroom. Mark’s pants are around his ankles and Cindy is on her knees, with one hand gripping the base of his cock and her lips wrapped around the tip.

“Do you like how I suck your cock, baby?” Cindy asks, taking a moment to slip it out of her mouth.

“I fucking love it,” Mark says, his head cocked a little sideways, listening.

And sure enough, a few moments later, the sound of the front door opening and then closing is audible throughout the house.

Cindy quickly pulls her mouth off Mark’s cock and looks up at him.

“Who’s that?” she whispers.

“It must be Nikki,” Mark says, acting surprised.

“I thought you said she was gone for the day?” Cindy whispers desperately.

“She was supposed to be,” Mark whispers back. They can hear the sounds of Nikki rummaging around downstairs. Marks pulls his boxers and pants back up and buttons them.

“What do we do?” Cindy asks.

“Nothing,” Mark replies. “She probably just forgot something. She’ll be back out the door within seconds.”

But immediately after the words leave Mark’s mouth Nikki calls out to him.

“Mark? Mark, honey, have you seen my cell phone?”

“I think it’s downstairs,” Mark calls out. Cindy is still on her knees on the floor, looking frightened and nervous.

“I can’t find it,” Nikki says. “I think I may have left it in our room.”

Cindy curses under her breath and starts to climb to her feet.

“No, it’s not in here,” Mark calls out.

“I’m pretty sure it is,” Nikki says. The sound of her footsteps on the hardwood stairs is audible. “I’m coming up to check.”

“What do I do?” Cindy says, panicked.

“Go hide in the closet,” Mark says quickly.

“But what if she looks for her phone in there?” Cindy says.

“She won’t,” Mark replies, forcing himself not to smile. He gives Cindy a little push in the direction of the closet. “Now go! Hurry!”

Cindy quickly moves to the other side of the room and scrambled into the walk-in closet and closes the door behind her.

No more than five seconds later, Nikki enters the room. She has a curious little smile on her face and she gives Mark a wink. He winks back and returns her smile.

“Are you sure you haven’t seen it in here?” Nikki asks Mark, her tone not reflecting her knowledge of the situation.

“Positive,” Mark says. “I’ve looked everywhere.” He flicks his head towards the closet.

“Is she in there?” Nikki mouths without saying the words aloud.

Mark nods.

“I think I left it in my pants yesterday,” Nikki says aloud.

“In the bathroom?” Mark asks.

“No,” Nikki replies. “In the closet.”

“They’re not in there,” Mark says, grinning widely all the while.

“Of course they are,” Nikki says. “I hung them up yesterday after I wore them.”

“Are you sure?” Mark says. “I thought you put them in the laundry already.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Nikki says, moving towards the closet. “I know right where I put them.”

“Wait,” Mark says, more loudly than necessary, still playing the part for Cindy’s benefit. “I think I saw your phone downstairs.”

“Why are you acting so funny?” Nikki says, putting her hand on the closet door handle in an attempt to ramp up Cindy’s anxiety. “Is there something in the closet you don’t want me to see?”

“No,” Mark says, barely able to keep from cracking up. “It’s nothing like that.”

Nikki lets the silence build for a few moments, then says, “Bullshit. What the fuck did you stash in there? Your fucking girlfriend?”

“No,” Mark says, his smile larger than ever. He’s practically giddy with excitement. “Of course not. Don’t be ridiculous.”

“If I’m being ridiculous, then it doesn’t matter if I open this closet, does it?” Nikki says, turning the handle but not opening the door yet. She wants to make Cindy sweat it for a little while longer.

“If that’s what you want to do,” Mark says.

“You really don’t care?” Nikki says, opening the door just a little bit.

“Not at all,” Mark says.

Nikki closes the door and lets go of the handle. “Well, in that case, maybe I should look somewhere else for my phone. I don’t I left it in my pants anyway.”

“Like I said, whatever you want,” Mark says.

“I think I may have put my pants in the bathroom after all,” Nikki says. “Can you go take a look for me?”

“Sure,” Mark replies. “Which pants did you say they were in?”

“My black jeans,” Nikki says.

“Okay, I’ll check,” Mark says, not making a move.

“Go!” Nikki whispers, waving Mark away. She wants the situation to play out as real as possible to fool Cindy. If she realizes it’s a setup that’ll take some of the fun away. “And wipe that smile off your face!” she adds, whispering that too.

Mark turns and walks into the bathroom, trying unsuccessfully to stop grinning. Meanwhile, Nikki again grabs ahold of the door handle and opens the door to the walk-in closet.

“Let’s see what you’re hiding in here,” she says under her breath, flipping on the light to reveal two legs protruding from the bottom of Mark’s shirts.

Nikki spreads the shirts apart, revealing Cindy. She’s got a scared look on her face and tears are dripping down her face.

“Well, what the fuck do we have here?” Nikki says, staring down at Cindy. “You’re that girl from down the street, right?”

Cindy nods.

“Cindy, right?”

Cindy nods again.

“Care to tell me what the fuck you’re doing in my closet?” Nikki asks, her voice harsh.

Cindy shakes her head.

“Yeah, I didn’t think you would,” Nikki says. She grabs Cindy by the hair and uses it to pull the younger girl out of the closet. “Come on, you little slut. Time to pay the piper.”

Nikki drags Cindy out of the closet and into the bedroom.

“On your knees,” Nikki says to Cindy. “Right here, in the middle of the floor.”

Cindy does as she’s told.

Two seconds later, Mark walks in. “Uh-oh,” he says, trying to look and sound dismayed.

“Uh-oh is right,” Nikki says. “What about you, Mark? Do you feel like explaining what’s going on here?”

“Well, uh—” Mark starts.

“Just shut the fuck up,” Nikki says. “Nobody has to explain anything. It’s pretty fucking obvious what’s going on here.”

“Listen, Nikki,” Mark says. “It’s not what you think.”

“Sure it’s not,” Nikki replies. “Don’t treat me like I’m stupid.”

“I thought you were out for the day,” Mark says, dropping his head.

“You thought wrong,” Nikki snaps back.

“Listen, I just—”

“Zip it,” Nikki says, pointing at Mark. “I’ll deal with you later. First I’m going to deal with her. She turns her attention to Cindy, who is still sitting on her knees on the floor, sniffling, trying to stem the tide of her tears. “What about you, Cindy? What do you have to say for yourself?”

“I’m sorry?” Cindy says, framing it like a question.

“You aren’t yet,” Nikki says, still holding onto Cindy’s hair. “But you will be. You’ll be very sorry.”

“You’re not going to tell my parents, are you?” Cindy asks.

“I guess that depends,” Nikki says.

“On what?”

“On you.”

“What do you mean?”

“The choice is yours,” Nikki says, “I can either drive you back home and tell your parents exactly what happened here, or we can dole out your punishment right here, right now.”

“What kind of punishment?” Cindy asks.

“Whatever I deem appropriate,” Nikki says.

Cindy nods her head. “Okay.”

“Okay, what?”

“I’ll accept your punishment.”

“Are you sure?” Nikki says. “Once we get started, you won’t be able to change your mind.”

“I’m sure,” Cindy says. “Do you worst to me.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Nikki says, smiling like a demon. “We will. But first I want to get a few things straight in my head. Who started this whole mess?”

“It was all her,” Mark says.

“Is that true?” Nikki asks Cindy

“No,” Cindy says.

“No? So you came over here to fuck my husband against your will? Did Mark force you to come over here?”

“Well, no,” Cindy says. “But he started it. He approached me first.”

“Of course he did,” Nikki says. “He’s a man. They all think with their dicks. That doesn’t mean you can’t tell him no.”

“I tried,” Cindy says.

“Obviously not too hard,” Nikki says.

“She practically begged for it,” Mark says. “She came over here every time you left the house, trying to get me to let her in.”

Nikki looks at him for a moment before turning her attention back to Cindy. “Is that right?” she asks.

Cindy just shrugs.

“Yeah, I bet you did,” Nikki says, her attention still on Cindy. “You’re just a filthy little slut, aren’t you?”

Cindy shrugs again. A defiant little smile has worked its way onto her lips. She’s obviously given up trying to play the innocent girl.

“You love cock, don’t you?” Nikki says.

Cindy nods.

“And you want my husbands cock, don’t you?”

Cindy nods again.

“That’s what I thought,” Nikki says. Pointing at Mark, she says, “You, drop your pants and pull your cock out.”

Mark does as he’s told, trying to act dismayed even though his rock-hard cock is betraying his true feelings.

“So you want my husband’s cock, huh? Then here,” Nikki says, pushing Cindy’s head towards Mark’s cock, which is harder than ever. “Start fucking sucking on it then you little slut. Show me what you can do.”

Still holding onto Cindy’s hair with one hand, Nikki circles around so she’s behind the younger girl. With her free hand, she yanks Cindy’s arms back and holds them in place behind her back.

“You like it when men use all your holes, don’t you?” Nikki says, pushing Cindy’s head forward and back, forcing her to suck Mark’s cock. “That’s right, you little slut. Suck my husbands fucking cock.”

Nikki gets more aggressive, pushing and pulling Cindy’s head off of Mark’s cock with more force and speed with every passing second. It isn’t long before Cindy is gagging and coughing, with spittle running down her chin and onto the floor. But Nikki doesn’t let up, pushing Cindy’s head further and further forward until she’d nearly taking all of Mark’s cock with every thrust.

After a good thirty seconds of constant sucking, Nikki holds Cindy’s head in place with Mark’s cock deep inside her mouth for a few beats before letting off, giving Cindy a chance to breathe.

“You’re pretty good at that,” Nikki says to Cindy. “What do you think, Mark? Does she know what she’s doing?”

“She sure as hell does,” Mark says.

Looking up at Mark, Nikki says. “What do you say we see how good she is a deepthroating?”

“I say that sounds like a great idea,” Mark says, smiling.

Nikki smiles up at him. “Yeah, I think so too,” she says.

“What do you think about that?” Nikki says to Cindy. “Does that sound like a good idea to you?”

Still controlling Cindy’s head with her hand, Nikki forces Cindy’s head to move up and down as though she’s nodding.

“Yeah, I thought you’d like that,” Nikki says. “Now open wide.”

Cindy does as she’s told.

Nikki spits in Cindy’s mouth then pushes on the back of her head, forcing Cindy to take Mark’s cock in her mouth once again. But this time, instead of pulling it back Nikki continues pushing until Mark’s entire cock disappears inside Cindy’s mouth.

Releasing Cindy’s arms, Nikki uses both hands to push on the back of Cindy’s head, holding her in place with her nose against Mark’s belly and his cock deep in her throat. Cindy coughs and gags but Nikki doesn’t let up. Cindy gags again and tries to pull away but Nikki doesn’t let her, continuing to hold her in place, forcing her to deepthroat Mark.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Nikki asks mockingly. “I didn’t say you were done yet.”

Cindy gags yet again, deeper this time—a deep, ragged sound—and her chest heaves as she desperately tries to pull away. But Nikki still isn’t done. She holds Cindy in place for another five seconds before finally letting go.

Cindy’s head snaps back and she gasps for breath while saliva drips down out of her mouth and onto her chest. Her eyes are watering, making her mascara run.

Nikki still has a hold of Cindy’s hair and uses it to yank her head around in loose circles before pulling sharply on it, forcing Cindy’s chin towards the ceiling to alleviate the pressure. Cindy lets out a sharp yelp.

“Oh, the poor little slut can’t handle playing with the big boys,” Nikki says, laughing. She bends down until her face is directly above Cindy’s. “I guess you should have thought about that before you decided to start blowing my husband you stupid little cunt.”

Nikki slaps Cindy in the face, eliciting a flinch and another yelp from the smaller, younger girl.

“Oh, you didn’t like that, did you?” Nikki says, laughing some more.

Cindy shakes her head from side to side.

Nikki slaps her again. “Well, now you know how I feel when I saw your slutty little ass in that closet.”

Nikki releases Cindy’s hair and spins her entire body around so she’s facing away from Mark. Looking up at Mark, who’s still standing above both of them, Nikki says, “What do you say? Should we let her off the hook with just a warning?”

“It’s up to you,” Mark says.

Nikki pretends to think about it for a moment. “Nah,” Nikki says. “I don’t think she’s learned her lesson yet.” She pushes down on Cindy’s shoulders, forcing the smaller girl onto her hands and knees. “Now you’re going to see what happens to bad little sluts when they fuck the wrong man.”

Nikki drops down to her knees directly behind Cindy She flips Cindy’s skirt up over her back, revealing Cindy’s tiny little ass, covered up only by a black g-string. Nikki yanks the g-string to the side, putting Cindy’s shaved pussy on display.

“Holy crap,” Nikki says to nobody in particular. “You’re pussy is soaking wet you dirty little slut. You love this shit, don’t you?”

Cindy reluctantly nods her head.

“You actually enjoy getting treated like shit, right?”

Cindy nods her head again.

Nikki smacks her on the asscheek. “What about that?” Nikki asks. “Do you like that too?”

Cindy nods.

“Say it,” Nikki says, smacking her other cheek. “Tell me how much you like it.”

“I love it,” Cindy says, although not all that convincingly.

“I don’t believe you,” Nikki says, smacking her again, harder this time. “Say it again. Like you mean it this time.”

“I love it,” Cindy says, louder and more vigorously.

“Close,” Nikki says, smacking her ass yet again. “But you’re still not quite there.”

“I love it!” Cindy says, practically screaming the words as Nikki continues smacking her ass, one cheek and then the other, making them shine bright red while Mark looks on with a vague little smile on his face. “I love it! I love it! I fucking love it!”

“That’s better,” Nikki says, smacking Cindy’s ass one last time before stopping. “Do you think you’ve learned your lesson yet?”

“Yes,” Cindy says between deep breaths as she tries to recover.

“Do you?” Nikki says. “Because I don’t. Not even close. We’ve still got a long ways to go, missy.” She points her finger at Mark. “You. Over here. On your knees in front of her.”

Still smiling, Mark does as he’s told, his hard cock mere centimeters from Cindy’s mouth.

“Now fuck her face while I work on her pussy,” Nikki says.

“Gladly,” Mark replies, grabbing ahold of Cindy’s head and holding it in place as he thrusts his hips forward, slipping his cock into her mouth.

Nikki drops to her knees and slips two fingers into Cindy’s shaved, dripping wet pussy. They slide in easily, with very little resistance.

“You really do love this, don’t you?” Nikki says, laughing under her breath. Sitting perpendicular to Cindy, she works her fingers into Cindy’s pussy without mercy, slamming them in and out as quickly as she can while Mark continues to fuck Cindy’s face.

“Answer me,” Nikki says, sliding a third finger into Cindy’s pussy.

Cindy mumbles something as best she can with Mark’s cock still working in and out of her mouth.

“I can’t hear you,” Nikki says, slamming her fingers even more aggressively into Cindy’s pussy.

“Yes,” Cindy manages to somehow say even though Marks cock is still in her mouth.

“You can take even more, can’t you?” Nikki asks.

“Yes,” Cindy manages again.

Nikki slips a fourth finger into her pussy, forcing it in despite the tight fit, and continues banging away.

Cindy lets out a deep groan but Mark just takes the opportunity to jam his cock deeper into her mouth. He holds it there, deep in Cindy’s throat, while Nikki holds her fingers as far as they’ll go into Cindy’s pussy, also holding them there.

Cindy shimmies and shakes from the double-ended deep penetration but there’s nowhere for her to go.

“Take it,” Nikki says, punctuating the words with another slap to Cindy’s ass. “Take it like the dirty little slut you are.”   

  And take it Cindy does, still gagging and moaning behind Mark’s cock but not fighting so hard to get away.

“That’s a good girl,” Nikki says, sliding her fingers out of Cindy’s pussy just as Mark slips his cock out of her mouth. “You’re ready for the next step.”

As Cindy fights to recover, Nikki grabs her by the hair and spins her around so that her ass is now facing Mark. Cindy still hasn’t fully caught her breath when Nikki jams her fingers into Cindy’s mouth.

“Do you know where those just were?” Nikki asks, taunting Cindy. “They were jammed into your pussy.”

Cindy gags, but whether it’s from the thought of tasting her own pussy or because Nikki has jammed her fingers so deep into her throat that’s causing it. Not that it matters all that much, because Nikki has her own ideas on the matter.

“Oh, you don’t like that, huh?” Nikki says. “Well too fucking bad, bitch. You brought this onto yourself. Now lick those fingers clean of your juices while by husband fucks your pussy from behind.”

Nikki looks up at Mark and nods her head. Mark’s smile widens and he scoots his body forward until he’s sidled up to Cindy. Then he slips his cock into her pussy.

Mark hammers away at Cindy, fucking her from behind while Nikki continues to hold her fingers in Cindy’s throat.

“Fuck her good,” Nikki says. “Pummel that pussy with your fucking cock. Give it to her deep and hard, just like she likes it.” Nikki slides her fingers out of Cindy’s mouth. “That is how you like it, right?”

Cindy nods.

Nikki gives her a mildly threatening look, tilting her head and narrowing her eyes.

“Yes,” Cindy says between moans of pleasure. “That’s how I like it. Hard and deep.”

“See?” Nikki says, looking up at Mark. “Straight from her own mouth. You heard the girl. Give it to her like you mean it.”

Mark’s grin grows wider and he starts pumping his hips harder and faster, his groin slamming up against Cindy’s tight little ass, pushing her body forward every time they come together.

The sounds of sex fill the room—the wet smacking of flesh, grunts and groans and moans and heavy breathing.

“There you go,” Nikki says to Mark. “I always knew you had it in you. It just took a dirty little slut to bring it out of you.” She rises up and leans forward and sticks her tongue into Mark’s mouth and the two of them make out while Mark continues fucking Cindy from behind.

After breaking off the kiss, Nikki positions herself so she’s on her knees in front of Cindy. “Are you ready for the next stage in your punishment?” she asks Cindy.

“Yes,” Cindy answers between deep, gasping breaths.

“Very good,” Nikki says. “You answered without even being told this time. You’re progressing nicely.”

“Thank you,” Cindy says.

“Now it’s time for the master class,” Nikki says, pulling her own shirt and then bra off, revealing perfectly round, incredibly perky tits which are obviously fake but tastefully done. “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” Cindy answers.

Smiling, Nikki grabs ahold of the back of Cindy’s head with both of her hands, and simultaneously pulls Cindy’s head forward while leaning in towards her, smashing Cindy’s face up against Nikki’s flesh, right in between her tits.

With Nikki’s arms wrapped around Cindy’s head, she hold Cindy in place against her, smothering the younger girl with her flesh while Mark continues hammering away at her pussy from behind.

Ten seconds later Nikki releases Cindy, giving the younger girl a chance to breathe. Nikki allows Cindy two deep gulps of air before pushing down on the younger girl’s shoulders, forcing her head to the carpet.

“Get your head down,” Nikki says, angling Cindy’s face so half of it is pressed up against the carpet before climbing to her feet. “Right there. That’s right. Just like that. Stay right there.”

As Mark continues pummeling Cindy relentlessly from behind, not letting up at all, Nikki slips her sandals off then puts her foot on Cindy’s head, pressing down on it, keeping flush against the carpet.

“Slap her ass,” Nikki says to Mark. “Punish that dirty little slut while you fuck her.”

Mark obliges, smacking Cindy’s ass cheek with an open palm until it’s bright red.

“Okay, I’m sick of being on the outside looking in,” Nikki says, slipping out of her jeans, revealing a red g-string. “Time to get more involved.”

“Go for it,” Mark says, pausing for a little break but keeping his cock planted deep in Cindy pussy. “Show her what it’s like to play with the big kids.”

“I’m planning on it,” Nikki says, dropping down to her knees with her shins on the floor. She drops her pussy on Cindy’s head and rubs it back and forth. But that’s not enough for her.

“Something’s missing,” Nikki says to Mark. “We’re still taking it too easy on her.” She thinks for a moment, then sees her shirt on the floor. “Aaaahhhh,” she says, reaching over and grabbing the shirt. “I’ve got it.”

Still sitting atop Cindy’s head, Nikki lays the shirt across Cindy’s shoulders, then grabs the younger girls arms and wrenches them backwards until they’re folded behind her back, her wrists crossed over at the small of her back.

Cindy lets out a little yelp.

“Oh, you didn’t like that?” Nikki says mockingly. “Well too fucking bad. You should have thought about that before you decided to try and fuck my husband. Now shut up and take it.” Nikki turns her attention to Mark. “Hold her arms there,” she says.

Mark does as he’s told, keeping his cock inside Cindy but not moving for the time being.

“Did I tell you to stop fucking her?” Nikki says.

“No,” Mark replies. If he’s bothered by being bossed around like that he makes no indication. In fact, from the little smile perched on his face, it seems like he enjoys it.

“That’s right,” Nikki says. “I didn’t. So start up again.”

Mark obliges, working his cock in and out of Cindy’s pussy more aggressively than ever while continuing to hold onto her arms.

“That’s better,” Nikki says. She grabs the shirt and wraps it around Cindy’s wrists in a complicated pattern, binding them together behind Cindy’s back, incapacitating them.

“There we go,” Nikki says, obviously satisfied. “Now we can get to work on this little slut for real.”

Riding Cindy’s head once again, Nikki leans forward and starts making out with Mark while he continues fucking Cindy from behind.

“You like fucking this little slut, don’t you?” Nikki says after breaking off the kiss. Her face is mere centimeters from Mark’s.

Smiling, Mark nods.

“That’s good, because I like watching you fuck her,” Nikki says. “But I can’t help but think we’re still being too easy on her.”

“I agree,” Mark says.

“What do you think?” Nikki says. “Should you stick your cock in her tight little asshole?”

Mark nods vigorously.

“Yeah?” Nikki says. “Do you want to fuck her ass?”

“Very much so,” Marks says.

“I’d ask Cindy if that’s okay with her,” Nikki says. “But it doesn’t really matter, does it? Because we’re going to do it anyway. But first, we need to get it ready.”

Keeping her pussy on top of Cindy’s head, Nikki leans down further, takes one of Cindy’s asscheeks in each hand, and opens them up, exposing her tight little asshole.

“You hold these open,” Nikki says to Mark. “I’ll get her warmed up.”

Mark takes over, spreading Cindy’s asscheeks with his hands while Nikki sticks the middle finger of her right hand into her mouth. Once it’s good and lubed up with her saliva, Nikki slides her middle finger into Cindy’s asshole.

Cindy lets out a little shriek.

“Again, I don’t care,” Nikki says while working her finger into Cindy’s asshole while Mark continues fucking her pussy. “If you play with the bull you get the horns. Next time maybe you’ll think about what you’re doing before you play with another woman’s husband. Now shut your mouth and take it.”

After Nikki loosens up Cindy’s asshole with one finger, she lets a trail of saliva drop out of her mouth and into the crack of Cindy’s ass and watches it run down the edge of her ass and into her anus. Nikki uses this extra spit to slip her index finger into Cindys asshole, making it two total.

Cindy doesn’t shriek this time, instead her moan reveals more than a hint of pleasure.

“Oh,” Nikki says to Mark. “I think she likes it.”

“Then I guess it’s time for my cock,” Mark says.

“My thoughts exactly.”

Nikki pulls her fingers out of Cindy’s asshole and grabs ahold of the base of Mark’s cock. She pulls the rest of his cock out of Cindy’s pussy, then nestles it up against Cindy’s asshole, which is gaping and ready to accept it.

Mark pushes his hips forward and lets out a low groan as his cock slides into Cindy’s asshole. Cindy takes in a sharp breath and lets out a high-pitched moaning whine. But Mark pays no heed, continuing to push ahead, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into Cindy’s asshole, one inch at a time while Cindy squirms moans beneath him.

“There you go,” Nikki says, her smile wider than ever. “Give her the whole fucking thing. Don’t stop until your cock has disappeared inside her.”

Mark’s hands have migrated to Cindy’s hips for leverage and Nikki replaces them with her own, holding Cindy’s asscheeks open, giving her a clear view of her husbands cock disappearing inside Cindy’s asshole.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” Nikki says once Mark is balls deep inside of Cindy. “Now pummel her fucking asshole like there’s no tomorrow.”

So Mark does, pulling his hips back before pushing them forward, fucking Cindy’s asshole with his entire cock with every thrust. He takes it slowly at first, getting her nice and loose, but it isn’t long before he’s hammering his cock in and out of her, his balls slapping up against her pussy while his cock slams in and out of her asshole.

“Holy shit that’s so fucking hot,” Nikki says. Her head is lying on top of Cindy’s ass, her face mere inches from the younger girls asshole. Nikki looks up at Mark with gleaming eyes. “She takes that cock good in her ass, doesn’t she?”

Mark nods.

“Yeah,” Nikki says. “Something tells me that she’s been fucked in the ass a few times before.”

While Mark continues pummeling Cindy’s ass, Nikki climbs off her head so she’s sitting on the floor in front of the younger girls face.

Nikki grabs ahold of Cindy’s hair and lifts her head until they are face to face. Looking deep into the younger girl’s eyes, speaking only loud enough that she can hear, Nikki says, “Have you learned your lesson yet?”

Cindy nods. She’s biting down on her bottom lip and a grunt escapes from her throat every time Mark slams his body into hers. From the look on her face she appears to be in distress but her eyes tell a different story. They are positively gleaming. She is enjoying this.

“But you like it too, don’t you?” Nikki says. “You like getting dominated and fucked by relative strangers, don’t you?”

Cindy nods again.

“Yeah, I can tell,” Nikki says, still holding Cindy’s head up by her hair. Her tone is measured, calm, as though they were having a regular conversation that didn’t include one of them getting fucked in the ass as they talked. “I can see it in your eyes.”

Mark lets out a low moan and starts to speed up, fucking Cindy even more aggressively, hammering her so hard that her body is pitching forward every time he slams into her.

Nikki looks up at Mark and smiles, then returns her eyes to Cindy. “Well, fortunately for you—or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it—Mark is just about done. Isn’t that right, Mark?”

Mark just nods. From the look of pure intent on his face he couldn’t talk even if he wanted to.

“Which means,” Nikki continues, returning her gaze to Cindy. “We are almost done here today. But if you truly enjoyed yourself as much as I think you did, there’s no reason why today can’t be the only time we do something like this.”

Cindy opens her mouth to speak but Nikki clamps it shut.

“No need to say anything now,” Nikki says, her tone still as calm and measured as earlier. “Just go home when we’re finished here and decide what you want to do. No hurry. And if you decide you want to continue along this path we’ve started here today, then come on over sometime and we’ll pick up right where we left off. And next time we’ll start to get real filthy.”

From above them, Mark mutters “shit, shit, shit,” under his breath.

“Well, that’s his cue,” Nikki says. “Just a few more seconds now. But remember what I said. We’re game for more of this if you are. Anytime. Just come on over. Okay?”

Cindy nods between grimaces as Mark slams his cock into her asshole harder than he has all night. Nikki flashes her a smile and gives her a playful little smack on the cheek, then turns her attention up to Mark.

“Are you ready?” Nikki asks.

Mark nods vigorously.

“Then let her have it,” Nikki says.

Mark pumps his hips a couple more times, then groans “holy fuck,” and yanks his cock out of Cindy’s asshole and jerks himself to completion, shooting stream after stream of cum all over Cindy’s back.

Nikki laughs softly and shakes her head in amazement. “That was pretty impressive,” she says to a smiling Mark. “I think you even got some in her hair.”

Mark laughs goofily while Cindy remains in the doggy position, her back arched and her ass sticking up in the air. Her back is painted white with Mark’s cum and her chest is heaving but there is a huge smile on her face.

“That’s a good girl,” Nikki says, matching her smile. She leans forward and slips her tongue into Cindy’s mouth. They make out while Mark stands over them, watching and smiling.

After a few seconds, Nikki breaks off the kiss, then stands up and helps Cindy to her feet. “Now you get cleaned up and get yourself home,” Nikki says. “And maybe we’ll see you again soon.”




Ten minutes later, Nikki closes the front door behind Cindy then heads into the kitchen. Mark is sitting at the dining room table, drinking a soda and staring through the window at Cindy as she makes her way across the lawn and down the sidewalk, towards her house.

The younger girl has a spring in her step that has her practically bouncing. She looks back at the house, smiling, and gives a little wave. Nikki waves back then sits down across from Mark.

“Well, that seemed to go well,” Mark says.

“Yeah, even better than I thought it would,” Nikki says.

“Not me,” Mark says. “I had her figured all along.”

“And you were right,” Nikki says, leaning over to give him a kiss. “As always.”

“How long do you think it’ll take before she comes back?” Mark asks.

“Tomorrow at the latest,” Nikki says. “Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if she makes her way back here tonight some time. She was that into it.”

“So were you,” Mark says, grinning.

“Me?” Nikki says. “You’re the one that had the best time of all. I just got to mess with her a little bit. You got to fuck her brains out.”

“There’s always next time,” Mark says.

“You’re damn right,” Nikki replies. “Next time I get to have all the fun.”

“All of it?”

“Well, most of it, at least,” Nikki says.

“Yeah, I guess that’s fair enough,” Mark says.

“And speaking of fucking,” Nikki says, “How long until you’re ready to go again?”

“Give me a few more minutes and I’ll be good to go again.”

Nikki smiled. “That’s what I like to hear. Do you think you can give it to me as hard as you did to Cindy?”

“Hell, I took it easy on her,” Mark says. “I didn’t want to break the poor girl the first time we had her.”

“Well you don’t have to worry about breaking me,” Nikki says, rising up from her chair and taking Mark by the hand. “If anything, you have to worry about me breaking you.”

“It’ll never happen,” Mark says with a grin, allowing Nikki to pull him to his feet.

“We’ll see about that,” Nikki says as she leads Mark out of the kitchen and up the stairs towards their bedroom. “We’ll just see.”






As I’ve explained before, I’m a dirty little slut. I make no bones about it, I don’t apologize for it, and I’m certainly not embarrassed by it. I thoroughly enjoy fucking and strive to do it every chance I get, every way I can get it, and with as many men as possible. End of story.

But that doesn’t mean that I’m always walking around wearing a ton of makeup with teased up hair and skimpy clothes and fuck-me pumps, swinging my ass around so everyone can see.

Quite the opposite, in fact. I generally wear very little makeup, have a simple haircut, and am usually dressed in a t-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. Something that shows plenty of skin, but in a non-obvious way. No piercings, no tattoos, nothing that would betray my little secret.

Chances are if you passed me on the street or saw me in a grocery store, you’d have no idea that I had a serious nasty streak. You’d just see a cute, innocent-looking young woman with dark hair standing a shade over five feet tall and right around one hundred pounds, carrying herself like she’s a little on the shy side, someone you’d have to coax into bed slowly, a girl you’d want to take home to your parents.

I’m the very definition of cute, and most people are under the illusion that cute automatically equates to innocent.

There’s nothing I enjoy more than shattering that illusion.


Tonight I’m on my way to see a guy named Ryan. He’s a friend of a friend, someone that I’ve partied with a couple times over the past year or so. He’s a couple years younger than me and pretty cute, but nobody that I’d taken any particular interest in. Mostly because he hadn’t really showed any interest in me.

But apparently that wasn’t the case at all. A few nights ago, Kelly (she’s our mutual friend) and I were on our way back home from a bar when she asked me if I’d noticed Ryan. I told her I was aware of him, but that was about it. Then she broke out the news.

“He totally digs you,” Kelly said.

“Oh yeah?” I replied. “He sure hasn’t shown it. He barely even looks at me and he’s never said anything more than hi.”

“He’s just a little shy, that’s all,” Kelly said. “Not real good with the ladies. You know, one of those sad little boys who was told what to do by their domineering mom their whole life?”

“Is that right?” I said, my mind working. I’d been looking for a new boy for my rotation, someone who liked to be pushed around. And ones with mommy issues were prime targets.

Kelly nodded. “He asked me to see if you were interested, and if you were, to give him a call.”

So I did. And we set up a date. Dinner and a couple drinks. Or so Ryan thought.

He was in for the surprise of his life.


It’s the night of our date. I’m on the couch watching television when my doorbell rings. I turn off the TV, climb to my feet and go to answer it. I’m wearing a simple black dress and heels. Something that will be easy to get out of.

I look through the peephole and see Ryan standing out there, looking nervous.

I open the door.

“Hey there,” I say.

“Hi,” he replies. He’s wearing black pants and a black shirt and looking better than I remember. Dark hair, brown eyes, sharp cheekbones, cute smile. A shade under six feet tall, maybe a hundred and eighty-five pounds. Not bad at all.

“Do you want to come in for a drink before we go?” I ask.

“I’d love to.”

I stand aside and let him in. He walks in and stops just inside the door, taking measure of my place. I close the door behind him and immediately drop to my knees.

He turns around and is startled to see me looking up at him, my big eyes like a puppy’s, my hands already reaching for his waist.

“Whoa, wait a minute,” he says, but I ignore him and starting undoing his belt.

Ryan tries to back away but I stay right with him, shuffling on my knees as he moves backwards, my hands still clinging to his waistband. Eventually he backs up all the way to the wall.

“Nowhere to run to now,” I say, smiling like a demon up at him.

He just stares at me, his eyes wide, his breath catching in his throat.

“What’s the matter,” I say, smiling wider now. I loves messing with men, flipping their expectations, keeping them on edge. It gets me off. “This is what you wanted, right? This is where you were hoping the night would end up?”

He takes a deep breath, lets it out slowly and nods his head.

“Then stop fighting it,” I say, going back to work on his belt. “We’re just dropping all the pretense and going straight to the main course.” I finish undoing his belt then unbutton his fly and drop his zipper.

Ryan’s pants fall to the ground. His raging boner is sticking out of the little slit in his boxers. His cock isn’t huge but that’s all right. Size only matters to a certain extent. Of course bigger is better (up to a certain point, at least) but as long as it’s within the bell curve it’s not that big of a deal. Besides, it’s not like he’s going to be using it all much tonight. I’m going to be utilizing other parts of his body to do most of the work on the first part of our evening.

“You have a beautiful cock,” I say, looking up at him as I run my fingers along it. All men love to hear that. It feeds their ego. “Do you mind if I suck on it?”

I take his cock in my mouth without waiting for an answer. I mean, it’s not like he’s going to say no.

I work it for a little while, sucking on the tip while jerking him off, getting myself warmed up, then start sucking it more aggressively, taking it halfway down my throat, bobbing on it with urgency, my eyes locked on his, maintaining eye contact as I take his cock deeper and deeper and deeper until the whole thing is in my mouth, tickling my throat, filling me up, making it difficult to breathe.

I hold his cock in my throat for as long as I can before pulling off. My mouth is filled with saliva and I spit it on his cock then start jerking him off some more.

“You like that?” I say, staring up at him while working his cock with my hand. “You like it when I take your cock all the way down my throat? Choking and gagging on it?”

He nods.

“It makes you want to cum all over my face, doesn’t it?” I say, getting off on the discomfort he feels when I talk dirty to him. It’s written all over his face. He likes it but doesn’t know how to react to it. It’s obvious this wasn’t what he was expecting tonight. In fact, from his deer-in-headlights look, I’m certain he’s never had a girl do anything like this before. Which just fuels me further.

I drop down onto the back of my legs and slide in closer to him. Then I go to work on his balls, licking his sack, taking one of his testicles in my mouth, sucking on it for a moment, gargling it, then doing the same thing to the other one, all the while still jerking him off.

“What about that?” I say. “You like that too?”

“Yes,” he manages to croak out. It’s the first time he’s talked since his pants have come off.

It makes me giggle to see how much he’s fighting his instincts. And ups my efforts even more, of course.

I grab ahold of his sack right above his balls and squeeze, capturing his testicles in a tight pocket. Then I take both of his balls in my mouth and suck hard.

He makes a soft sound and his legs buckle just a little bit. Exactly what I was going for. I can feel him tensing up so I pop his balls out of my mouth before it’s too late.

“I’ve got more where that came from,” I say. “But first you have to do some things for me. Okay?”

He nods, his eyes wide. He’s totally mine, like a puppet on a string. I can’t help but smile. Men are so easy to manipulate. Just suck their cocks for a couple minutes and promise some more later and they’ll do whatever you want without the slightest hesitation.

I grab him by the cock and lead him over to the living room. Once we’re there I grab a throw pillow from the couch and drop it on the floor.

“Lay down on your back with your head on the pillow,” I say.

He does as he’s told. Without hesitation, of course.

I stand over him, one leg on each side of his body, standing directly over his hard cock and slide my dress off, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties and heels.

“What do you think?” I ask.

“I think you’re perfect,” he replies.

“Good answer,” I say with a smile as I unhook my bra and let it drop to the ground. I take a couple steps forward until I’m standing directly above his face. I start rubbing my pussy through my panties while looking down the length of my body at him.

“Do you want to see my pretty little pussy?” I ask.

He nods.

I slip out of my panties and stick two fingers in my pussy. They slide in easily; I’m already soaking wet; it doesn’t take much. I work my pussy with my fingers while looking down at Ryan. It excites me to watch him as he watches me play with myself.

After I’ve got my fingers nice and wet I pull them out of my pussy. “Do you want to taste it?” I ask.

He nods again.

“I want to hear you say it.”

“Please let me taste your pussy,” he says.

“That’s better.” I bend down and stick my fingers in his mouth. “Suck my juices off my fingers. One at a time.”

Ryan does exactly as he is told. He’s a good little submissive, just as I knew he’d be. Momma’s boys always are.

“That’s a good boy,” I say. “Lick them clean.”

He does.

“Do you want me to sit on your face?” I say after he’s done with my fingers.

“Yes please,” he says.

Smiling, I squat over him, one foot on the carpet on each side of his head. My pussy is hovering a couple of inches above his mouth but I don’t yet drop it onto him. I want to play with him some more. Taunt him. Tease him.

“Is this what you want?” I ask. “For me to sit on your face so you can lick my pussy?”

He nods vigorously. His breath is coming quickly now and his excitement is obvious.

I’m getting off too; Fucking is great, but dominating a guy, controlling the entire situation? Now that is incredible.

He reaches up and grabs my hips to pull me down onto him but I slap his arms away.

“Hands off,” I say. “This is my gig. I control the action. You don’t do anything unless I tell you to. Understand?”

He nods. His eyes are hungry with need.

Still squatting above him, I stick my fingers in my pussy, working it until my juices are dripping down onto his face. Once I’m good and wet I grab a handful of his hair and lift his head until his mouth is pressing up against my pussy.

“Lick it,” I say

He does as he’s told.

I let him work on my pussy for a few seconds before dropping his head back to the pillow. Then I go back to work on myself, rubbing my clit, working myself up. I knows he’s pining away for me to sit on his face by now but I’ve got some business to take care of first.

I continue rubbing my clit until I’m right at the point of orgasm. It doesn’t take long; it never does with me. But right before I cum I drop down onto my knees so my pussy is on top of his face. Still rubbing away at my clit, I grind my pussy into his mouth and start riding his tongue.

The pleasure is immense and immediate. I’m right at the point of cumming but I don’t slow down one bit; in fact, I get more aggressive, leaning forward and riding his face more intensely. His rigid tongue is sliding up and down on my pussy and his nose is pressing against my clit. A few seconds of that and then I’m cumming, my body spasming and a low, intense groan escaping from my throat.

Needing a little break, I lean back so I can watch Ryan’s eyes as he works my pussy with his tongue. His face is red and intense. He’s taking his job seriously. And he’s enjoying this. So I go back to work, dropping my pussy back onto his face and grinding away.

But he’s a bit too gentle for my tastes. I like to ride the edge of pain and pleasure, and he’s too much of a sub to get aggressive with me. So I have to take matters into my own hands. Literally. So I take one breast in each hand and pinch my nipples while he works on my snatch.

Working my nipples while he eats me out does the trick. Now that I’m good and warmed up again it’s time to mix things up. See how much I can get away with before he relents. Something tells me it’s going to be pretty far.

“Are you ready to taste my ass?” I ask.

He nods instead of speaking but this time I let him get away with it. After all, his mouth is being put to good use already.

I spin around on his face so I’m facing his cock (which is still sticking straight up despite not having been touched by me) then I use my hands to spread my ass cheeks and plop my asshole right onto his mouth.

He goes to work immediately, licking my asshole with urgency, like a man possessed.

“That’s right,” I say. “Lick that fucking asshole. Get your tongue in there and work it around. That’s right. Good boy.”

My talking seems to turn him on, as he goes to work more aggressively. Pretty soon his rigid tongue is slipping inside my asshole, tickling my insides.

I choke off sounds of pleasure (I don’t want him getting too confident) and start bouncing on his face, his tongue sliding deeper and deeper inside me every time I bottom out. It feels incredible, but I still need something more to get myself off again. So I stick my fingers inside my pussy and starts banging myself while he works my asshole with his tongue.

About a minute of fucking myself while he works my asshole and I’m right at the point of cumming yet again. I pull my fingers from my pussy and aggressively rub my clit, once again putting me over the top.

I let out a low, deep, animalistic moan as the orgasm rocks my body. This one is more violent than the first two, causing me to shake and shimmy. Ryan’s tongue slips out of my asshole but he continues licking away at it, prolonging my ecstasy.

I figure it’s time to reward him for a job well done so I lean over and take his cock in my mouth.

A little moan escapes from his throat but he doesn’t stop licking my asshole. In fact, he goes at it with even more fervor, using his hands to spread my asscheeks wide, making me gape and giving him even deeper access.

I suck his cock for a little while, bobbing up and down on it while my hand works his shaft, mixing up the depth and pressure to keep him on edge. I don’t want him getting into too good of a rhythm; I still need his cock inside me before we go on our date.

I can tell from the way his body is reacting that he’s pretty close to cumming so I lift myself up off his face and let his cock slip out of my mouth, giving him a chance to recover. And me a chance to mess with his head a little bit.

I turn and sit on the lower part of his stomach. My legs are on each side of his body and my ass is pressing back against his cock, providing just a little bit of pressure.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” I ask, pretending like I’m genuinely concerned. Like I don’t know how he’s going to answer.

“Very much so,” he says.

“I’m not taking things too quickly, am I?”

“Not at all,” he says.

“Are you sure?” I say. “Because sometimes I can be a bit . . . pushy.”

“I like it.”

“Good,” I say. “So you want me to continue telling you what to do?”

“Yes,” he says.

I glare at him and my tone gets harsh. “Yes what?”

“Yes please.”

“That’s better,” I say, my glare turning into a smile and my voice softening. “Okay, so here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to sit on your face again and smother you until I have another orgasm. Then I’m going to ride your cock until you’re ready to cum. Then you’re going to shoot your load all over my face. Understand?”

He nods.

“If you do all things and do them well, then after dinner we’ll have another round just like this one. Except crazier. How does that sound?”

“It sounds great.”

“Of course it does,” I say. “Because you’re a perverted, dirty little boy who likes to get told what to do, aren’t you?”

He nods.

“Don’t nod. Say it.”


“Repeat it back to me,” I say. “I want to hear the words come out of your mouth.”

“I’m a perverted nasty little boy who likes to get told what to do,” Ryan says.

“Yes you are,” I reply. “Now stick out your tongue.”

He complies, of course.

I climb up his chest and straddle his face and pin his arms to the carpet, then drop my pussy right back onto his mouth, giving him my entire weight this time, completely smothering him with my flesh. Despite his lack of air, he goes to work on my pussy with vigor, licking and tonguing me while I continue to hold his arms down, making him all but helpless.

I do exactly what I said I was going to do; grind on his face until I cum, my pussy juices dripping out of me, drenching his face and getting in his mouth and up his nose and in his eyes.

Once I’m done I lift my pussy off his face and stare down at him, our eyes locked together. His face is red and he’s breathing hard and deep but he’s smiling widely.

Still squatting over him, I say, “You like it when I sit on your face, don’t you?”

Ryan nods.

I spit on his face.

“What about that? Do you like it when I spit on you?”

He nods again, his smile still wide and full of excitement.

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