November 30, 2006
It was the day after and Hillary Weir was still wondering what had come over her. Why had she let William fuck her?
Yet, each time she asked herself that, she never came up with a good answer to that question. All she knew was that she had done it but she didn’t know why.
The answer to that question was the experimental drug that William had slipped into her drink. When the drug had a hold of her, it compelled her to do whatever anyone told her to do, but that drug had long since dissipated, and so all Hillary could do was sit there and wonder why she had done what she had done the night before.
The phone rang and Hillary went to answer it. It was William. “Hey,” he asked, “how’s it going?”
“Not bad,” Hillary answered noncommittally. She was still wondering why she had fucked this guy.
“I was just calling to see how you were doing after … you know … after last night.”
“Yeah,” the woman murmured. “After last night. You know, I don’t know what happened to me.”
“I know wh
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November 30, 2006
It was a cool spring evening, crickets were chirping. You can feel the crisp in the air. I was standing alone in the hallway of the apartment, lights were flickering. I could feel that I was being watched, but I wasn’t sure by who or from where. I was wearing a yellow summer dress, that hits me right above my knees. Wide straps about the shoulders, it fits my breasts with exactness. There was a breeze coming through the corridor, brushing my dress between my legs. I walk to the end of the hall…when I feel someone standing behind me. I feel his breath on my neck making the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
And then all at once he grabs me…Slamming me against the wall. He runs his hands down my body, I am not wearing a bra, so the sensation is incredible. All at once with one rapid movement, he RIPS the buttons off my dress…letting my big tits fall from their confinement. He gropes my breasts…like he has never touched breasts before. Then leaning down and biting the nipples and pulling on
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November 30, 2006
Jamie looked through her closet to pick out an outfit for the evening. She was excited to be invited to one of his client cocktail parties at his new boss’s house, and she wanted to look as sexy as possible for him. She knew that her husband liked to show her off like a trophy, and she loved the appreciative looks she received from other men, and more than a few of the women. She giggled at that thought as she picked out her sexiest outfit.
Jamie and Steve had only been married two years now, and although she was a devastatingly beautiful woman she was constantly worried about other women tempting her husband. Steve was a handsome charismatic man who commanded any room he entered. Women were constantly throwing themselves at him like desperate schoolgirls, and it drove her crazy to even think of him with anyone else. And on top of that, she still hadn’t forgotten his one time fling with her friend Kimberly.
Tonight she was going all out, partly to make Steve proud, but also to make him jealous. She d
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November 30, 2006
It was the day after and Hillary Weir was still wondering what had come over her. Why had she let William fuck her?
Yet, each time she asked herself that, she never came up with a good answer to that question. All she knew was that she had done it but she didn’t know why.
The answer to that question was the experimental drug that William had slipped into her drink. When the drug had a hold of her, it compelled her to do whatever anyone told her to do, but that drug had long since dissipated, and so all Hillary could do was sit there and wonder why she had done what she had done the night before.
The phone rang and Hillary went to answer it. It was William. “Hey,” he asked, “how’s it going?”
“Not bad,” Hillary answered noncommittally. She was still wondering why she had fucked this guy.
“I was just calling to see how you were doing after … you know … after last night.”
“Yeah,” the woman murmured. “After last night. You know, I don’t know what happened to me.”
“I know wh
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November 30, 2006
I sat up and got on my hands and knees, moving between his spread legs. The rigid shaft was throbbing with each beat of his heart, filling the veins that circled and twisted upwards. The swollen, purple head was already leaking pre-cum from the tiny slit at the tip as I reached and circled my fingers around it, stroking it up and down slowly. A larger drop of pre-cum appeared and joined the other, threatening to run down the shaft of his prick. Bending my head lower and extending my tongue, I caught the drop and pulled it into my mouth. I watched as a tiny thread of cum stretched between the tip of his cock and my mouth, reminding me of a silken spider-web.
I extended my tongue again, flicking the tip against the sensitive underside of the swollen gland. It thrilled me to see Monty’s reaction to my oral skills. He moaned softly as his cock throbbed and jerked under my nose. I continued to stroke the rigid length as I pursed my lips, forming a small “O” I placed it against his cock and pressed down, my l
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November 30, 2006
The day had started out like any other day before. I was driving to work as normal but I kept thinking of the guy I had met the night before online “2Sweet4U” what a screen name “2Sweet4U” We had talked for hours it seemed. We confessed our darkest fantasies to each other. Mine was to be taken roughly by a stranger. His was to take a female roughly; his wife was a conservative woman with no imagination. It was strange how we had so much in common. When we were going to sign off for the night, we exchanged cell phone numbers. I would probably never hear from him again. He probably used the naked pictures I sent him to jack off to. Then he crawled in bed with the old boring wife.
Just then I hear breaks screeching. I hit my brakes to avoid an accident. Dammit! I spilled my coffee in my lap. Son of a bitch! Now I am going to be late for work. I get my car turned around and head for home when my cell phone rings. Hummm? Unavailable number? I pick it up, “Hello?”
“That was close Karen.” a strange voi
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November 30, 2006
Krista looked at me in horror. “I can’t believe you did this!”
“I told you I wanted to fuck you. Now I will.” I shrugged. I thought I’d feel a little guilty, but all I felt was lust.
“There’s not a chance in hell,” she told me through clenched teeth.
“Be reasonable, Krista. You know what’s on that movie. What would Rich think? What would your parents think? Or your fellow church members? The parents of your kid’s classmates? Really, it’s best if this video stays between you and me.”
“You would do that?”
“Only if I had to.”
“But it would ruin your marriage too.” She insisted, still looking for an out.
“Oh, I don’t think so. I’m better at editing than that. You would never see much of me, except below the waist. And clearly, you couldn’t mistake me for Rich there.” I laughed.
“So what’s it going to take this time. You have your way with me and I get the movies?” She was angry, almost shaking.
“Nothing that easy I’m afraid. You’ll be making payments on t
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November 30, 2006
“I’m telling you it’s true.”
“Come on, you don’t expect me to believe that. She wouldn’t even give you the time of day.”
“That was the old Hillary,” William corrected his friend. “Now, I have her right where I want her. Remember when you told me to screw the shrew? Well, if you remember, there was this guy that came up to us, the guy who said he had invented these pills that could control one’s mind. Well, he was right. I can make Hillary do whatever I want her to do.”
“Yeah right.”
“It’s true.”
“Okay, big man, prove it.”
“What’d you have in mind?”
“I want to see you fuck her.”
William grinned. “How about I do you one better,” he countered. “How ’bout you and I fuck her at the same time.”
“You’re serious?”
“Absolutely. I’ll make you a bet. I’ll bet you that we can screw the shrew at the very same time.”
The other man grinned. “You’re on,” he said.
***
Hillary still had no idea why she was doing what she was doing. All she knew was
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November 30, 2006
Alistair and Katie had been sleeping together for a week. They weren’t really going out; it was more like friends with benefits. Alistair had been a virgin and Katie had deliberately seduced him, not that he minded, and in the past week he’d had sex more times and more adventurously than most of his friends who’d lost their virginity three or four years previously.
She was being very thorough in her education, showing him exactly how many positions there were to have sex in. After the very gentle, vanilla sex they’d started with, she began to spice things up a little, letting him take her from behind, fuck her standing up, in public places and they’d even tried anal sex – a first for both of them.
It was very strange, she loved to seduce shy, innocent boys and take their virginity, but what she fantasised about was being dominated by a confident, sexual man who knew what she wanted before she did and pushed her boundaries a little, instead of her always being the experienced one in control.
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November 30, 2006
To say I was nervous, was putting it mildly. I would sit for awhile, then pace the floor, wishing the phone would ring. Not because I was looking forward to a meeting with a stranger, whom I knew nothing about, but a stranger who had filmed me in every conceivable sexual position that Jake had devised. What would he think of me? A married slut wife, who would do anything to keep her secret from her family, would he be as dominant as Jake was, demanding that I perform any deviant sexual act that he could think of? I really had no reason to expect him to be any different than Jake, but I could always hope.
All morning, and into the afternoon, I waited for the phone to ring. Many times over the last few hours, my mind searched for Jake’s words of instructions.
“Greg will be calling you, and you better be ready to meet him!”
My nerves were tense and my patience was wearing thin, but what could I do? I was stuck in a bad situation and could see no way out. For a hundred times, my mind ran through a hu
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