("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: angies2.txt (M+/F, slut-wife, reluc, gb) Authors name: MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com) Story title : Angie's Only Mistake - 2 -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Angie's Only Mistake - 2 (M+/F, slut-wife, reluc, gb) By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com) *** Angie glanced in the rearview mirror to check her appearance. It was a stressful day with Jason wanting her to meet him and Mr. Jamison's demands. Angie was short with Jason and firm in her refusal to meet him. She told Jason she needed to talk with him later, that there was a major problem. After Angie promised to meet Jason the next afternoon, he left her alone with her thoughts. All day Angie tried to figure out what Dave's intentions were, and if he even knew anything or was just fishing. Angie remembered seeing Dave's truck at the motel, but did not think Dave had seen her. Angie was still dressed in her business suit she wore to work that day. Unlike previous days since her affair with Jason, today, Angie wore panties and regular hose. Angie exited the van and found Dave's apartment and knocked lightly on the door. Dave opened it almost immediately. "Right on time," Dave announced, "I like that, come in and have a seat." Angie jumped right to business as she entered the apartment. "Okay Dave, just what is it you think you know?" Angie demanded as she stood just inside the doorway. Dave shut the door and encouraged Angie to have a seat on the couch. Protesting Angie agreed but wanted Dave to promise to hurry up. Dave sat in the chair across from Angie. "I've been watching you for a long time," Dave started. "Get to the point, Dave," Angie spat, "or I'll tell Brad what's your doing." "I don't think so." Dave responded matter-of-factly. Angie sat and listened as Dave described how he seen her van at the motel that day. He even pointed out that he knew about her and the messenger in her office. Dave further stated he followed Angie and her "lover" back to the motel and listened at the door. "You're one hot bitch," Dave commented with a chuckle. Angie sat without expression. She thought about how to react all day and now was going through with her plan of denial. "That is the most ridiculous story I have ever heard, I'm leaving," Angie said with disdain. "Thought you'd say that, now sit back down I got something to show you," Dave said with a hint of anger. Angie slowly sat down and watched as Dave took a remote control and pointed it toward the TV. The TV turned on, then the VCR. Angie took slow deep breaths as she watched the TV. There she was, 40 year old, Mother of three, married, on her knees, naked, giving a blowjob to a 25-year-old messenger. Angie felt the heat in her cheeks as she saw Jason pull his cock from her mouth and coat the tops of her tits with his sperm. Angie could not speak as the screen went blank and another image of her bent over the bed at the waist and Jason behind her. The angle of the camera clearly showed Jason ramming his dick in and out of her cunt and the lust in Angie's face as she wiped the sweat from her eyes and licked her lips. "Fuck you," Angie said and got up to leave Dave's apartment. "You'll want to stay and watch this part," Dave said with glee. Angie turned and saw her sitting on top of Jason, bouncing up and down on his hard cock. Jason's hands were full of her tits and Angie was giving him directions to fuck her harder and to make her cum. Angie's mouth hung open as she watched herself twisting, turning, and screaming obviously in the mist of another massive orgasm. Angie sank back into the couch and put her hands over her face. "Okay, no more, please, turn it off," Angie said in a low voice. Dave clicked the TV and VCR off and remained quiet for a moment. "What do you want?" Angie asked fearing the answer. "It's easy," Dave replied. Angie listened while Dave told her that football season started in two weeks and he always fantasized about having a sex slave up at his cabin in the woods on opening day. He told Angie that in exchange for the videotape and his silence that she would agree to come up on Saturday morning and remain until Sunday evening and serve as his sex slave. If she agreed, Angie would have to do whatever Dave wanted without questioning. "And if I say no?" Angie asked a little angry. "No problem, I anonymously, send a copy of the tape to Brad and to your boss, Mr. Jamison," Dave countered. Angie was in shock. She tried to think of a way out of this predicament, but nothing came to mind. Dave wanted to not only fuck her but also play out some fantasy. "How will I explain this to Brad," Angie asked hoping for an out. "Not my problem," Dave said, "do we have a deal." Angie got up to leave the apartment. Dave remained seated. As Angie was about to open the door she turned to Dave. "What time do you want me there and how do I get there?" Angie said flatly. "Should I wear or bring anything special." Dave handed Angie a map and informed her that she did not have to bring anything at all except herself. He then opened the door and Angie went back to her van. Once inside, Angie started to cry at the mess she was in. She was going to have to come up with an excuse to be gone that weekend. More importantly, Angie was going to have to figure out some way to tell Jason. Over the next two weeks Angie went through her work like a zombie. Jason would come around and try to get her to meet him at the motel. Angie would always make up and excuse as to why she could not be there. After the first week, Jason would just pick up the packages and leave. He was nice, but no nicer to Angie than the other secretary. Angie decided that Jason was smart enough to figure out that it was over. Angie told Brad that there was a training seminar the weekend she was to be a Dave's cabin. Brad was very understanding, which racked Angie with guilt. On Saturday morning, Angie dressed conservatively in jeans and a sweater. She took a small bag of toiletries and drove the van about two hours into the mountains to Dave's cabin. Angie arrived a little before noon just as Dave instructed. Angie knocked at the door and Dave let her in with a big smile on his face. Angie decided she would let him fuck her, but she did not have to participate. "Turn around," Dave ordered. Angie thought his request was childish, but complied. She turned around slowly. Angie jumped when she felt Dave's hands on her asscheeks. He squeezed her two firm buttocks in his hands and turned her around. Angie stared at him as Dave reached up and massaged her tits under her sweater. Angie tried to concentrate on her disgust and continued to glare at Dave. "You'll change your tune before the weekend's over," Dave spat and released Angie's breasts. "Go in there and put on your outfit for the weekend," he continued and pointed at a door. Angie went into what was a small bathroom. Inside there were no clothes to be found, just a small, wide, dog collar and a pair of black, spike heels. Angie opened the door and started to say something to Dave when he informed her that was all she was going to wear. Angie slammed the door shut and sat down on the toilet, her anger rising. Angie sat in the bathroom until Dave banged on the door. "Hurry up, it's time to keep your part of the deal," Dave yelled through the door. Angie took a deep breath, removed her clothes and placed the dog collar around her neck. Next she put on the heels, which caused her 5 foot 10 inch height to increase to six feet. Angie looked in the mirror and realized how attractive the height looked on her. She was very statuesque with her 38C tits, thin waist, and shapely legs. Angie noticed how the dog collar showed off the smoothness of her skin. Dave pounded on the door again and Angie finally walked out to where he stood. "Damn, you look great, now go get me a beer out of the fridge," Dave ordered. Angie walked carefully in the hi-heels. She could feel her breasts bouncing with each step and Dave's eyes burning a hole through her body. She was more angry than humiliated and went into the kitchen and obtained a beer. When she returned, Dave was sitting on the couch with an obvious erection straining at his pants. The TV was turned to a college football came. Angie handed Dave the beer and waited. "How about a blowjob to start things off," Dave said casually. Angie hesitated for a moment and Dave reminded her of the videotape and the deal. He also said something about having a real man instead of the boy at the office, which just fueled Angie's anger. Angie knelt between Dave's legs on her knees and waited. "This is self-service," Dave said with a laugh. Angie huffed and unzipped her husband's partner's pants and reached inside to find his cock. As Angie wrapped her hand around his tool she was a little surprised at the size of Dave's dick. Angie pulled it from his pants and found it to be as large as Jason's, but about an inch thicker. Angie noticed Dave was uncircumcised. Angie was unsure about a man who was uncircumcised. She knew men came like that but had never been with a man that was uncircumcised. Angie just stared at Dave's dick, not moving. "Just pull the foreskin back, and hurry," Dave instructed. Angie carefully pulled the foreskin back from Dave's dick and recognized the purple head. She slowly licked at the tip and then took just the head of Dave's dick into her mouth. "Suck it, bitch," Dave ordered and took his hands and shoved Angie's head downward forcing his cock down the back of her throat. Angie was used to sucking a large cock. After all Jason's was ten inches, just not as thick and he thought her how to relax her throat and take it all. Angie started to suck Dave's cock and looked upward at his reaction. Angie could not believe it. Dave was watching the ballgame and sipping his beer as if she was not even in the room. Angie was insulted and began to suck Dave's dick in earnest trying to get a reaction. Angie sucked, licked, and pulled on Dave's dick until her jaws were growing tired but he just continued to watch the football game and sip his beer. Angie took her mouth off his dick and Dave told her she was finished and forced her back down. Angie worked Dave's cock for another fifteen minutes without any hint of him getting close to cumming. Dave belched as crushed his empty beer can. Angie felt his hand on the back of his head and Dave pulled her off his cock. "That's enough, it's half-time, and I want to fuck you," Dave said as calmly as he asked for a beer. Angie decided Dave was treating her like property on purpose to show that he was in charge. She was not surprised at Dave's request, as she knew that the game with her was just a prelude to what he really wanted. Dave pointed to the bedroom and Angie walked in front of him and went right to the bed and lay down. Angie was determined not give him any pleasure in fucking her. She would just lie still while he shoved his dick in and out of her. "On you hands and knees," Dave ordered, "I want you from behind." Angie turned over and got up on her hands and knees. Dave pulled her ankles off the bed and Angie's breasts were crushed into the bed and her feet planted firmly on the ground. She felt Dave's fingers pulling her cunt lips apart. "Damn, you're a little wet, you want this," Dave observed. Angie did not believe him. She did not feel the least bit horny or excited by this situation. Angie jumped a little when she felt two of Dave's fingers slide into her cunt. He worked his fingers in and out of Angie's cunt while his thumb rubbed her clit to erection. As Dave continued to use her cunt Angie felt her feminine dew forming and knew that Dave was now making her wet. She bit her lower lip and tried to resist and think of her anger, but Angie's body betrayed her. "What are you doing?" Angie asked when she felt Dave's finger probing her anus. "I don't want that well-used cunt, I want you ass." Dave informed her. "No, not that, I never agreed to that," Angie protested. "You agree to do anything I wanted, now hold still and enjoy," Dave answered. Angie felt his finger slide into her anus. Dave worked his finger in and out loosening her hole. Angie cried out a little when he inserted a second finger. Dave spread his fingers inside Angie's asshole trying to open her up. Angie clenched her ass together attempting to resist the intrusion. Suddenly the two fingers were gone. "I've been wanting to do this for years," Dave announced. Angie felt his hands on her asscheeks, painfully pulling them apart. Then she felt his cock at the entrance to her ass. "No, not there, fuck my cunt, no," Angie begged. Dave ignored her and forced an inch of his cock past Angie's tight anal ring. "Damn it Dave, stop, you're hurting me," Angie protested. Angie tried to crawl across the bed and away from Dave and the intrusion in her ass. Dave held her tightly by the hips and thrust forward shoving another inch into Angie's tight anal sphincter. "Damn you tight," Dave commented and pushed another inch. Angie was now in severe pain. She thought Dave was tearing her asshole apart with his cock the pain was so severe. "Take it out, it is tearing me apart, please, please," Angie begged through tears. Dave continued to hold her hips even tighter as Angie tried to free herself and escape the intense pain in her ass. Dave gave one hard pushed and three more inches slid into Angie's asshole. Angie arched her back and reached around trying to scratch Dave. She fought and struggled so much that Dave lay across her back to hold her still. "Relax and it won't hurt so much," Dave ordered and pushed again. Angie was in so much pain she was seeing lightening in her eyes. Her asshole felt as if it were on fire as Dave's cock stretched her out. She tried to contract her colon and force Dave out of her ass. Her attempts to reach back and push him away were unsuccessful. Angie felt Dave relaxed a little and then an incredible pressure. Dave forced all ten inches into Angie's tiny asshole. "Oh my God," Angie screamed, "damn, you have hurt me bad, it hurts, take it out, take it out," Angie flopped on the bed impaled on Dave's dick. Dave stopped and waited. Finally Angie gave up and slumped onto the bed motionless. Dave pulled his dick about half way out and Angie came to life again. "It hurts so bad, please, please stop, you're tearing my ass, please," Angie begged again and again. Dave laughed and started to saw in and out of Angie's asshole. Angie's ass was like a tight, warm glove on Dave's dick and within about three or minutes he exploded into Angie's colon. When Angie felt Dave's sperm bathing her colon she sighed in relief knowing her ordeal would soon be over. She prayed silently that Dave would let his cock go limp before he pulled it from her ass. Angie was disappointed as Dave jerked his semi- erect cock from her ravaged anal opening. Angie collapsed on the bed, her legs hanging off one side as Dave stood between her legs. Angie could feel droplets of fluid leaking from her ass. "Am I bleeding," Angie finally asked in a subdued tone. Dave looked down at Angie's partially opened asshole where drops of cum were leaking out and running between her cunt lips. Then Dave looked at his burning cock. "No, that's my cum leaking out, but your tight ass has rubbed my dick raw," Dave said. Dave laughed, slapped Angie's ass and went into the bathroom. Angie pulled herself onto the bed and curled into a ball sobbing to herself. Her ass was still burning and each drop of cum that leaked out. Each drop that leaked out reminded Angie that her husband's best friend and partner just gave her ass it's first real fucking. Angie found nothing pleasurable about being fucked in the ass. She thought about the passion and the lovemaking that she experienced with Jason and how now she was reduced to just holes to be fucked. Angie felt another drop of cum, tear swelled in her eyes again and she drifted off to sleep to the sound of Dave in the shower. Dave slapping on her bare ass startled Angie awake. "Get up, time to go out," Dave shouted. Angie shook the cobwebs from her head and rolled over onto her back. She immediately experienced the pain in her asshole and quickly reoriented herself to where she was. Angie felt the dog collar still securely in place and slowly stood up glaring at Dave. Angie started for the bathroom but was intercepted by Dave. "What do you want now?" Angie demanded still angry with Dave. "I'm going to sample that sweet ass of yours again before you clean up," Dave replied and grabbed Angie by the arm. As Dave pulled a struggling Angie to the bed in informed her that he was tired of her defiant attitude. Angie protested and tried to free herself. She did not want to feel Dave's cock in her ass again. Angie increased her struggles, finally getting away from Dave's grip. She tried to run to the door, but the spiked heels made it difficult and she fell onto the floor. Dave was immediately on top of her. "Did you forget our deal you little bitch, anything I want or the tape is mailed," Dave spat now angry himself. Angie continued to struggle with Dave's weight on top of her. She felt his hard dick sticking between her legs. On her stomach, Angie was defenseless against what Dave intended. Dave used one hand to hold Angie's wrist together up behind her back. He used his other hand to spread Angie's asscheeks. Dave moved his hips so that the tip of his dick rested at the entrance to Angie's already abused anus. "Nooooo, please, noooooo," Angie pleaded. Dave dropped the weight of his hips. Angie's anus spread slowly but could not resist the weight of Dave's body behind his dick. Dave shoved himself to the balls into Angie's ass with one motion. Angie jerked and twisted beneath Dave as the pain shot through her ass. She was sure Dave had damaged her rectum this time. "It hurts, you're hurting me so much, please don't," Angie yelled through her tears. "Just relax and it will soon feel much better," Dave coached. Unlike before, this time Dave started to fuck Angie's ass like a jackhammer pounding in and out in short, rapid strokes. Angie tried to relieve the pain by relaxing her ass and spreading her legs as wide as possible. Angie was rewarded by her efforts as the pain in her ass became bearable as Dave pounded away grunting with each thrust. Dave released Angie's wrist and she lay very still with her hands above her head waiting for him to finish. Dave wanted to cum quickly as there were other plans for the night. His quick strokes into Angie's asshole did the trick and within moments he felt his orgasm starting. "Not in your ass this time," Dave announced and pulled his dick from Angie's ass with an audible "pop." "Turn over!," he ordered. Angie reluctantly turned over onto her back and Dave straddled her abdomen stroking his cock. "Open wide," he told her. Angie hesitated and the first spurt of cum hit her in the lips. She slowly opened her mouth and as Dave pumped his dick with his hand, Angie's mouth was filled with his hot seed. The last drop of cum dripped onto Angie's breast. Dave stood up, his partially erect dick dripping cum. "Swallow it, then go shower," Dave directed, "your outfit will be on the bed." Dave laughed as he left Angie lying on the floor with her mouth filled with cum. Angie thought about spitting it out in the bathroom but decided Dave was watching from somewhere and swallowed the salty liquid. As Angie stood up she reached around and gingerly felt her rectum then looked at her fingers. Miraculously there was no blood. Angie slowly walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower. While the water was warming, Angie sat on the toilet and relieved herself. Angie put her head in her hands, thought about Jason, the mess she was in, and again wept. During her shower, the warm water felt good. Angie decided that fighting Dave was futile and that if she wanted to get through the weekend, she needed to cooperate more. As she exited the shower, Dave was waiting for her. "Where's your collar," he said a bit angry. Angie took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, I forgot it." Dave was a little surprised, but pleased at the change in Angie's attitude. Angie again came from the bathroom, dog collar in place. Dave felt his cock getting hard again at the site of the 40-year wife of his best friend. Her 38C breasts were firm and Angie's nipples stood out about an inch on areolas the size of silver dollar pancakes, perfect for sucking. Dave especially liked the Mother of three's shaved cunt. He would have to remember to thank Jason for that. "Here's your outfit, we're going dancing," Dave said and pointed to the bed. Angie walked over and found nothing but a very short full skirt and T-shirt style tank top. Angie pulled the skirt over her hips and the hem barely covered her ass. Next she put the tank top on and the fleshy, white mounds of her tits stuck out from each side. Dave smiled approvingly and pointed to the heels. Angie slipped her feet into the heels and looked in the mirror. The T-shirt clearly outlined her tits, nipples and areolas, it was like wearing nothing at all. Angie was uncomfortable going out dressed the way she was, but was resolved to finish the weekend. "Perfect," Dave commented, "now spin around like you're dancing." Angie did as she was told and felt the skirt flow upward and the coolness on her ass and cunt. Angie realized that any activity that resulted in the skirt flowing upward would expose her private parts to anyone watching. As Angie thought about the skirt she felt the wetness between her thighs growing, and was confused. "Where are we going?" Angie asked as she followed Dave to the car. "Just a little bar in town for some drinks and dancing," Dave replied with a laugh. Angie knew that Dave was planning more than drinks and dancing. After all, he wanted a sex slave and Angie did not think having a good time at a bar was part of the role of a sex slave. As she got into Dave's car, her heart raced a little at the unknown, but Angie renewed her commitment to see the deal through to the end, no matter what. To be continued in part 3... IF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY AND WANT MORE, GO TO MY WEBSITE www.asstr.org/~Kristen/mercy/open.htm PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST TO: mercyslayer@yahoo.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 24