("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `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 -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2012. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My Boss My Slut - 15 by Ving (oldbeatnik007@hotmail.com) *** My boss makes a mistake and comes under my control. (MMF, reluc, blkmail, inc, mast, anal, bd, beast) *** PART 15 I pulled up to the tattoo parlor and escorted Brenda in. My friend Skip was the owner and he had two other men with him. "Hey Skip, still have time to do that thing we discussed?" I said not very discreetly and with a big smile. He laughed "Yeah that thing, Hank, always the wise guy. Let me see the photos, see what I have to work with," he grumbled good-naturedly as he stuck out a hand. "By the way, this is Brenda, my future wife and currently very horny cunt. If you wouldn't mind she would like to fuck these gentlemen, and while she's doing that, you can make the fake IDs and then fuck her when you're ready." I smiled at the three gaping men; the other two guys hadn't taken their eyes off Brenda since she waked in, Skip was just now noticing her. Brenda spoke up "I just had an orgasm from rubbing a horse's cock on my panty covered pussy, but I need a hard cock shoved up me really bad, two would be even better." If it was possible their mouths dropped open even more. "Yes, my dear gentlemen, you heard her right, she loves to fuck horses, dogs and lots of strange men. She's going to fuck a horse tomorrow; she got to meet him today and couldn't resist playing with his cock. Obviously he just got her more excited and now Brenda needs to blow off some steam. Got a place where she can spread her legs Skip?" "Ahh, sure, actually I keep a mattress in the back for when I drink too much from partying after hours and don't want to drive home." "Must happen a lot," I remarked, as we walked towards the back room. "Well you know how these tattoo freaks are, party hard and let your body show it. After getting the needle for maybe hours at a time they need to wind down, what better way to go numb than by alcohol? And I'm certainly not going to let them drink alone," he laughed. The mattress wasn't much but it was better than the floor. Brenda turned to the two men and proceeded to unzip their pants and tug them, along with their shorts, down their legs. She knelt in front of them and while sucking one off, stoked the other to get him hard. Her efforts were rewarded in record time and soon both cocks were standing at attention. "One of you lay on the bed and I'll put your cock in my cunt, the other one can fuck my ass," Brenda said breathlessly, anxious to get started. One of the men lay down and Brenda straddled his legs, hiked her dress out of the way, hooked a finger in her panties leg band to move the gusset out of the way and with her other hand guided his cock into her waiting pussy. "OH GOD YESSSSSS!!" she screamed as soon as she impaled herself on his shaft, her body shuddering as she came instantly. "Holy shit, this bitch is hot," said the man whose cock was lodged in her pussy, "I've never made a woman cum in one stroke before." "That's because you've never met a woman like Brenda before. She's a walking, talking, wet dream come true. Wait until you're friend sticks his cock up her ass; get ready to hold on tight," I warned him. Just as I finished talking, the other guy had speared Brenda's butthole. "AAAAHHHHHHHGGGGGGG!!" Brenda screamed, her body convulsing from wave after wave of sheer pleasure. The men pinning her between them didn't move, they didn't have to; Brenda's spasms did all the moving for them. She was heaving her pelvis back and forth as hard as she could; ramming her pussy down and her ass up on the cocks imbedded in them. I left Brenda to her own devices, giving her one last look as I turned my attention to Skip and the matter at hand. I pointed to the pictures in his hand and said "Pretty aren't they?" "They sure are, but they do look young, no one will believe they're 18, even with an ID." "Yeah in bars probably, but I'm not taking them to bars; I'm taking them to porno theaters and dirty bookstores. I don't think the clerks will give me a problem when I bring the girls into their establishments. Who's going to complain about having 2 very pretty, very horny girls wanting to fuck everybody in the place?" "No shit? These girls do gang bangs?" "Yes, the blond, her name is Amy, is the 15 year old daughter of the slut presently fucking your friends; they both also fuck dogs, and as you heard, the mother fucks horses. The brunette is Becky, she's 13 and loves to get fucked in the ass. I'm taking her to the porno theater tonight, so she can enjoy herself while her mother rests up for tomorrow. Her mother, named Mary, is a horny piece of ass too. She's going to fuck a dog in front of 100 or so people tomorrow and then be part of the gangbang that comes after the show. My future wife, Brenda, who you can hear screaming her lungs out as she gets DP'd, will then fuck a horse as the featured attraction." "Holy shit, Hank, what did you fall in that made you so lucky?" he said shaking his head while busying himself preparing the IDs. "It's a long story, Skip, but yeah, yer right, I'm lucky as hell. I fell into a situation and it just gets better all the time." "And you're going to marry her? Really?" Skip asked, pointing a finger at my future blushing bride as she pounded herself on the two cocks fucking her. "I certainly am," I crowed, "she's beautiful, she's smart, she willingly fucks just about anything with a cock and loves to do it in front of an audience, she's letting me turn her 15 year old daughter into cock craving slut, and she lets me fuck any woman I want. How could I not want to marry her?" "Well, since you put it that way," he laughed. "The IDs will be ready in a couple of minutes, what dates you want on them?" "Why don't you have Becky just turning 18, maybe by a day or two? And Amy, make her 18 by a couple of months." "No problem," Skip said while inserting the girl's photos onto the cards. I turned back to see Brenda in the midst of another orgasm; her body twitching while her pussy erupted. I watched in awe as her pussy juices sprayed all over the guy she was sitting on, soaking his shirt and stomach. Her head was thrown back, her eyes were closed, and her face was bathed in the glow of pure lust. Skip tapped my arm and handed me the IDs; they were perfect knock offs of the states driving license, right down to the holograph. Amy was 18 by 4 months and Becky was celebrating her 18th birthday. "I figured you could tell the clerk tonight that your daughter always wanted to see a porno movie so you're taking her to see one for her 18th birthday," he chuckled, "once you say she's your daughter he should just about shit," and then he laughed. "Good idea, Skip, good idea," I replied. "Want your turn with my soon to be wife?" "Well I'm married myself and I try to stay faithful to my wife, so I won't fuck yours, but I think a blow job would be okay," he responded. Brenda had finally settled down and was lying quietly on top of the man with his cock in her cunt, while the two men continued to seesaw their cocks in and out of her pussy and ass. I grabbed her by her hair and raised her torso up, she squealed in surprise and pain; I was not gentle in yanking her head up. "You are now going to suck Skips cock, Brenda, and to show your gratitude to him for making a fake ID for your daughter so she can be a cock loving slut anywhere she wants, just like you are, you're going to let him cum on your face. In fact, why don't you let all of them cum on your face, then I can walk you down the street and show everyone what a beautiful cock sucker you are." Brenda didn't say a word; she just got off the two cocks and then positioned the men around her so she could suck their cocks and jack them off. She was soon covered in male ejaculate; her face plastered with string after string of white creamy sperm. It covered her from brow to chin and ear to ear. Her face glistened in the light it had so much cum on it. I grabbed her hand and helped her to her feet, she wobbled a bit but then recovered her sea legs and was able to stand erect. "Thanks, Skip, I appreciate the help," I said, extending my hand, "and if you want to come to the show tomorrow I can leave your name at the box office and get you a free ticket." "That would be great, I'll ask the wife, see if she wants to come too." "No problem, I'll put two tickets aside for you, but be advised, I've been told that any women there are considered fair game to be used sexually." Skip smiled "I'll be sure to let her know, just because I'm faithful to her, doesn't mean I don't like seeing the little cunt used like a slut. In fact that's how I met her. She wanted a tattoo that said 'free to use' just above her pussy slit with an arrow pointing at it. Like you, who can pass up an invitation like that?" "Great, I look forward to meeting her." "And so do I," piped in Brenda, "it will be nice to see other women there. And if I can give a bit of advice; you can tell your wife that if she wears a skirt or dress the men will consider her part of the show automatically. They take liberties like walking them around showing off their panties and bare tits and even fucking them in the stands; so give her the option of wearing pants or jeans and the men will back off quite a bit. Why bother with a pussy you have to struggle with when you can get at one just by lifting a hem?" Skip laughed, "Makes sense. I'll be sure to tell Rita, but if I know my wife she'll be wearing a skirt, and a damn short one at that." Brenda smiled, "well if that's the case, tell her to wear a garter belt and stockings too. Mr. Brown's four women are all going to be wearing them, she can join us." "Will do," Skip said, "and I surely do look forward to seeing you fuck a horse." Brenda's face suddenly flushed red as her breath visibly quickened and she looked down at her feet. In an instant she turned from proud woman to bashful schoolgirl. I said our good byes to the other two men, still stunned and in a daze over what had just happened to them. They were able to mumble their good byes, but that was about it, they didn't really notice Brenda's state. We walked out the door and found ourselves on the sidewalk of a strip mall. I decided to take a stroll up and down the walkway and do a little window shopping while showing off Brenda's cum covered face. I crooked my arm and took Brenda's hand and put it on my bicep and we ambled down the pavement. There were few people around however, so I ushered her into a 24/7 store and told her to walk around and buy something. There was no one in the store either, so it was only the male cashier that saw her cum covered face. And see it he did, for when Brenda approached the counter with her purchase of a box of condoms he remarked to her "Ahhhh, Miss? Ummm, you seem to have something on your face, would you like a tissue to wipe it with?" "Oh I am so glad you noticed," Brenda beamed at him, "it's the accumulated sperm of the three men who I just finished fucking and sucking; I had them shoot their cum on my face. You see," and she lifted the hem of her dress over her waist, "my panties are just soaked with my pussy juice and there was no place else for the men to make their deposits, so they came on my face." And she stood there, face covered in cum and her panties exposed to another stranger. Her panties really were wet; the gusset of her white panties was colored grey and there were trickles of her liquid running down her inner thighs. The clerk looked like he was going to pass out from hyperventilating so I grabbed Brenda's hand and led her out of the store and back to the car, she was giggling hysterically the whole way. It was time to get her home and tucked away for the night, she was going to have a busy day tomorrow. Continued in part 16... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 73