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Diane Learns a Lesson
by Dawn1958 (dawnharvey1958@hotmail.com)

***

Diane's husband is in the army and he is posted 
overseas on a tour. She has a fast temper and being 
separated has taken a toll on her patience. The entire 
condo complex knows enough to stay away from her, but 
two eighteen teens don't care because Diane is such a 
sexy woman they keep pestering her. One day she blows 
up at them and then pays a price for her bad temper. 
(F/MM-teen, reluc, mc)

***

Author Note: This is a story written about a reader's 
fantasy, but please don't consider it as reality. He 
knows it is wrong to rape someone but it still doesn't 
stop his dreaming about it.

***

Diane had a foul mouth and her temper was just as bad. 
Everyone in the upscale condo complex knew her and 
most of them tried to stay out of her way when 
something didn't go her way. You could always tell 
when Diane was in a bad mood, as her pretty face was 
etched with anger and hatred. It wasn't so much she 
hated the world, but rather she hated being left 
alone. Her husband was in the army and stationed in 
Afghanistan on an overseas mission. They had been 
married two years and loved each other; yet it was 
funny how time apart affected any love.

One fateful day when Diane was in the basement laundry 
room, she picked on the wrong person. "You little 
asshole! GET OUT! Get the hell out of here and take 
your little fag friend with you," she screamed. The 
constant harassment from certain tenants in the condo 
complex finally got to her and she lost control. 
"Nobody touches my clothes... especially two little 
creeps... perverts!"

The two teenage boys were well aware of Diane's 
routine and knew she spent Monday evenings doing 
laundry. Jeff and his closest friend, Danny, would do 
anything to get a look at the sexy married woman. They 
often pretended to create chance encounters with Diane 
just to get close to her and be able to ogle Diane's 
seductive body. Jeff and Danny watched the complex's 
laundry area as well as the exercise, sauna and hot 
tub areas like hawks and they loved secretly spying on 
her whenever she used any of the spots.

Diane foolishly assumed her schedule matched the 
teenagers' regime, as they seemed to be using the 
exercise equipment whenever she worked out. The teens 
absolutely loved catching her dressed in skimpy attire 
and nothing accented her seductive curves like tight 
Lululemon and spandex. The total absence of any panty 
line or undergarments did wonders for the teenagers' 
sexual appetite.

Both teenagers could barely contain their enthusiasm 
whenever watching Diane workout. Jeff ogled her 
luscious breasts and he noted every time her overly 
pronounced nipples showed. He couldn't take his eyes 
off her bouncing boobs, which seemed to put great 
stress on her stretchy outfits. Danny was a leg and 
hip guy and he couldn't take his eyes off her long 
muscular legs and shapely hips. He often fantasized 
about catching Diane naked and actually caressing her 
tantalizing thighs and perfectly well-rounded butt. He 
marveled at how the tight attire made her appear 
extremely desirable.

Because the teenagers were from the complex and she 
knew them, Diane wasn't offended whenever she caught 
them admiring her. She was used to men staring because 
of her ravishing sexy appearance and she actually 
reveled in any attention now that her husband was 
stationed overseas.

The teenagers had the silliest notion that Diane was 
attracted to them. Jeff considered her the best 
looking woman in the whole building and he let it 
affect his judgment at times. Not only was she young 
and radiant; Diane was seductive and dressed to show 
off her womanly delights and her clothes seemed to get 
sexier with each passing day her husband was away. No 
matter what she wore, Diane was alluring, especially 
to two eighteen-year-old teens.

Jeff glared at the infuriated woman who had just 
yelled at him. "But... but... I was only," he said, as 
he tried not to look at the fancy bra he had removed 
from the dryer. "I was just trying to help."

Diane grabbed her lacy bra out of the teen's hand and 
quickly shoved it into her laundry basket. She looked 
at the frightened teenager and felt a little bad for 
losing control. "I'm very capable. I don't need help 
with my laundry," she said. "Leave... get out and stop 
staring at me."

Jeff reacted without thinking. He grabbed another 
garment out of the dryer and his heart stopped, as he 
fingered the skimpiest pair of thong panties. His eyes 
shifted from Diane's to the panties and back again. He 
was dumbfounded and timidly handed her the garment. 
"Sorry... yes, sorry. I didn't mean to offend you... 
just help," he whispered.

She grabbed the panties and threw them in the basket. 
"You heard me, asshole. Get out... leave me alone," 
she yelled again. "Stop staring at me."

Jeff felt totally embarrassed. He responded in a 
fashion of an irate teenager who had been humiliated 
in front of his best friend. "I'll get you. I'll get 
even! You're the biggest bitch around here and you 
think your shit doesn't stink," he said. "You swing 
that pretty ass around like you're the Queen of Sheba. 
I'll get you... I'll get even with you!"

The teenager quickly decided to cut his losses. Jeff 
motioned at Danny and then he turned around and 
departed the cramped laundry room area. "C'mon, let's 
go. We'll get even with the bitch. One way or other... 
I'll fuck that gorgeous piece of ass," he whispered to 
his friend loud enough for Diane to hear him.

They hustled down a long hallway and out into the 
complex's backyard. "Holy shit, the woman is crazy. We 
were just trying to help and she goes nuts on us," 
Danny said.

"Yeah, Christ I was just helping... I didn't know her 
fucking undies were in the dryer," Jeff stated. "I was 
just going to get her clothes out and put them in the 
fucking laundry basket."

"Man, I'll never forget her look when you held up that 
sexy bra," Danny said. "When you looked at her boobs, 
that's when she went off the deep-end."

"Yeah, I was imagining her wearing the fucking bra and 
that's when I looked at her. Did you notice her 
fucking nipples showing," Jeff asked?

"That was the skimpiest bra... and see-through. Christ 
her tits would show and I get the biggest hard-on just 
thinking about it," Danny replied.

"Fuck, I wanted to grab her big knockers and feel the 
shit out of them."

"Christ I'd give a million bucks to get close to those 
tits. She may be the biggest bitch in the area, but 
she's definitely got the sexiest body."

"Well I'll get even with that bitch if it's the last 
thing I do. Mark my words," Jeff declared.

"Geez, when you grabbed her panties, she really lost 
it. Fuck, that thong would barely cover her cunt. Can 
you imagine what a wife wants if she wears something 
that skimpy," Danny asked. "She wants to get screwed!"

"You ain't fucking kidding. That bitch wants some hard 
cock. You just wait," Jeff promised, as he grabbed the 
bulge at the front of his crotch and made a lewd 
gesture. "We'll get into her pants one way or other."

Diane watched the teenagers leave the building and she 
was instantly filled with regret. She wasn't sure what 
had caused the horrible eruption at two innocent 
teens. Defiantly, Diane shrugged her shoulders and 
went back to folding her clothes. 'Oh well, the little 
asshole shouldn't have tried to help. I didn't like 
the funny look on his face when he fondled my bra... 
and the damn grin when he touched my other clothes,' 
she whispered. 'Christ, I think the little bugger was 
hitting on me.'

Guys were always hitting on Diane. She wasn't stupid 
and knew that she was a very desirable woman, 
especially when she wanted to be. Lately it seemed 
that she dressed in an increasingly provocative 
fashion for a married woman with her husband far away, 
but she deemed the reason was because of the lack of 
attention from the man she loved. 'That damn little 
shit-head has been pestering me for months... trying 
to seduce me,' Diane thought, as she relented and felt 
bad for being rude to Jeff.

Deep down Diane knew the reason for her unusual 
actions, though it shamed her to think about how she 
found the attention from men quite desirable. She was 
a woman with extremely high sexual needs and her 
husband's absence left her with no relief. Seemingly 
every week that passed, her desires increased. At 
first she was able to resist any temptation, but with 
the passage of time her willpower gradually weakened.

One day Diane discovered the perfect remedy for her 
pent up emotions. She masturbated and it was such a 
mystical experience that she used masturbation 
thereafter on a daily basis to relieve the tension. 
Whenever she didn't finger herself, the desire built 
and became very evident in her attire, with shorter 
dresses, lower cut blouses and sexy lingerie. It even 
showed up by her having a seductive sway to her hips 
when she walked, which gave many men and especially 
teenage boys reason to lust after her. 

Diane found her behavior mystifying and she developed 
a deep fear that she was losing control of her desires 
bubbling ever stronger within her body. She finished 
folding her clothes and her mind kept going back to 
the teenager's brazen comments when he departed. 'I 
bet you want to get into my pants... but that will 
never happen. Gorgeous piece of ass! Well you little 
asshole, you can dream, but you'll never have sex with 
me.'

She decided to walk up to her condo rather than use 
the elevator. That was mainly because her mind was 
furiously going over the numerous times she was 
confronted by Jeff and Danny and she wanted time to 
reflect. 'Geez, every time I'm doing laundry they're 
here... staring down my shirt... staring at my butt. 
Every time I look at them they're ogling me,' she 
reflected.

'Geez, that time in the exercise room when they kept 
staring at me. Gawd, I thought my boobs were showing,' 
she thought and chuckled to herself. 'I hope they got 
a kick out of me doing jumping jacks so that my tits 
bounced up and down. I thought the little buggers were 
going to blow a gasket that day.'

Diane thought of more incidents. 'And that time I was 
using the treadmill. I'm sure they never took their 
eyes off me.' She took her time going up the stairs 
and wanted to think. 'Oh yeah, that time I was using 
the hot tub. They jumped in and I'm positive the 
little bastards had hard-ons... at least their 
swimsuits sure had big bulges in front,' she thought 
and grinned. 'And that time I was using the sauna and 
they came in with towels wrapped around their waists. 
I'm positive they didn't have anything on underneath, 
but I pretended not to see.'

Diane reached her condo, as the vivid sauna images 
kept flashing through her head. 'Gawd, I've never seen 
another man's cock... not since I've been married. I 
know... I should have said something... should have 
done something, but I couldn't. Anyway, maybe it 
wasn't... not really his cock, as the lighting wasn't 
very good.' She felt better with the reasoning, but 
not fully satisfied that she wasn't acting overly 
shameless when the teenagers were around.

***

Every year to celebrate the 4th of July, the condo 
complex held a big party. Just about all of the 
tenants attended and with it being Independence Day, 
everyone celebrated. Jeff and Danny eagerly went to 
the gathering hoping that the sexy young woman they'd 
idolized for months would also attend. Most of the 
residents of the complex were older and the teenagers 
grew very excited when the gorgeous Diane sauntered 
into the backyard celebration.

Festivities were in full swing when Diane arrived and 
it didn't take her long to settle into the party 
atmosphere. Although she found it a little 
uncomfortable because there weren't many her own age, 
one or two drinks easily got rid of any disconcerting 
feelings. Diane quickly had several men around her, 
which was probably because of her ravishing beauty and 
sexy appearance, and there seemed to be someone 
shoving a drink into her hands at every opportunity.

It didn't take long before Diane felt light headed and 
quite tipsy. She definitely drank more than usual and 
before long she was relaxed and ready for more 
socialization. Diane chatted with some of the men and 
she was having a good time for a change. Being 
separated from her husband was hard and she still 
hadn't fully adjusted to living alone. Diane 
attributed her foul manners around the condo complex 
to her loneliness and she was determined to prove she 
really wasn't a snob.

As luck would have it, the other wives didn't want 
their husbands socializing with Diane so she 
eventually found herself standing with two zealous 
teenagers. When the scrawny kid who she considered 
weak and incompetent handed her a fresh drink, Diane 
readily accepted it without any hesitation. She looked 
at Jeff and noticed a warm smile on his face, which 
put her at ease. Diane had already toasted with many 
guests since her arrival so when Jeff raised his drink 
in a toast, she willingly raised her glass.

The teen wished her the happiest Independence Day and 
then they both gulped their drinks in a celebratory 
fashion. She was already giddy so when they both 
laughed out loud, she had no idea what was so funny. 
Within a matter of seconds, her legs felt wobbly and 
she wasn't sure if she could remain upright. When one 
of the teens grabbed her elbow, she welcomed the 
helping hand, as her head was spinning a mile a 
minute. The last thing Diane remembered was glancing 
to her right and noticing the smiling face of someone 
she knew was harmless so she didn't resist.

Her feet started moving and before she knew what was 
happening, she wound up in the most secluded area in 
the large backyard. Without thinking, Diane allowed 
Jeff to steer her behind a big clump of trees and that 
was the last thing in her conscious mind. A fresh 
drink was shoved into her hand and she drank when her 
arm was forced into the right drinking position.

***

Diane woke up in her own bedroom with a splitting 
headache and she knew something wasn't right. She 
never slept in the nude yet she was not wearing a 
stitch of clothes this morning. One second she was 
staring up at the ceiling and the next she was running 
frantically for the bathroom. Diane barely made it to 
the toilet before she threw up. When it was over, she 
slowly straightened up and glanced into the big vanity 
mirror. The throbbing at her temples was excruciating, 
but not as bothersome as her next observation.

Her eyes bulged when she noticed numerous marks and 
blemishes down the entire length of her torso. There 
were dark, red hickies shamelessly sucked onto her 
velvety flesh and her eyes focused on one that was 
boldly engraved right next to her right nipple. She 
gingerly pinched both nipples and pulled upward to 
expose the rest of her boobs and she gasped out loud 
at the sight of more disparaging red marks. Then her 
gaze drifted downward and over numerous hickies on her 
stomach and more on her pelvis and thighs.

Suddenly she felt unordinary dampness in her crotch 
area and with great reluctance, she reached between 
her legs. "Dear gawd, dear gawd, what happened? What 
did I do last night?" She moaned and a shiver went up 
her spine at the thought of not knowing what happened.

Not only was the evidence of her having sex very 
apparent; Diane also struggled to understand how 
anything so drastic could happen and with whom? The 
day was probably the worst of her life as millisecond 
clips of being ravaged kept running through her 
confused head. She didn't dare go to work and stayed 
home trying to putter around the house doing things 
that didn't require much thought or concentration.

Everyone in the condo complex looked guilty. When she 
went down to the main entrance to get the mail, she 
met some neighbors and their warm smiles and greetings 
seemed to have devious connotations. Diane didn't dare 
ask anyone what happened at the July 4th party last 
night for fear of embarrassment. She dazedly struggled 
through the day trying to piece together the sporadic 
flashes that kept blazing through her memory.

The fog only got thicker and Diane wrestled with the 
thoughts of infidelity. How was it possible? How could 
she betray her marital vows? How could she spread her 
legs for pleasure with a stranger, she wondered? Diane 
put her hand on her stomach and she felt an awful 
trembling, which was eerily similar to that of her 
having a sexual desire for something or someone.

Finally in the afternoon, she decided to lie down. 
Diane was determined to recall the events even if they 
were bad. She closed her eyes and let the dream take 
over her mind. The images were fuzzy and not very 
clear at all, but they did reveal the start of her 
nightmare. She remembered standing in a very dark area 
with the two friendly teenagers. Then the words of one 
shook her to the core. "I told you I'd get even. 
You're going to be my whore and we'll have sex all 
night," Jeff whispered.

Diane remembered shaking her head and then the teen 
slapped her across the cheek. At the time she was 
frightened and didn't want to upset the friendly 
teenager so she let him guide her back into the 
building. The memory came in glimpses, but it was 
clear enough to know the teens literally carried her 
into the elevator and up to her third floor condo. She 
recalled having trouble walking and then somehow she 
was standing at her front door. When she fumbled for 
the keys, it took one of the teens to unlock the door 
so they could enter.

Diane lay on her bed and let the daydream continue. 
Her body trembled because suddenly it was apparent 
that she had been duped and her drinks must have been 
spiked with something very mind numbing and powerful. 
She wasn't the type of person to get totally 
inebriated to the point of losing control and that had 
never happened before.

The next recollection of her lost evening was standing 
inside the front door of her condo with the 
realization she was paralyzed. Diane remembered not 
wanting to stand and welcoming the strong arms that 
picked her up. She couldn't hold up her head and it 
rolled from side to side when she was carried down the 
hallway to her bedroom. Her eyes filled with tears, as 
faint images of being naked filled her head, and then 
her memory went blank. Try as hard as she could, 
nothing came back and she drifted into an uneasy 
dreamland.

It was about five in the afternoon when her doorbell 
rang and woke her from the restless nap. Diane 
answered the door in a tizzy because she still didn't 
know exactly what happened to her at the party. She 
opened the door and came face to face with two 
familiar, pimply-faced teenagers who had the biggest 
grins on their faces. One teen promptly handed her a 
DVD in a plastic case and simply waited.

Diane knew. There was a smirk of the utmost confidence 
written all over the teenager's baby-face and without 
saying a word, Diane knew Jeff was responsible for 
what happened last night. Suddenly what he said to her 
after she embarrassed him in the laundry room came 
rushing back to her. 'I'll get you. I'll get even! 
You're the biggest bitch around here and you think 
your shit doesn't stink,' he had said in a firm, 
direct manner that fateful day. 'You swing that pretty 
ass around like you're the Queen of Sheba. I'll get 
you... I'll get even with you!'

She winced and recalled the parting words from the 
teenager, as he left the laundry room. 'One way or 
other... I'll fuck that gorgeous piece of ass.' Diane 
shuddered and felt like fainting when Jeff's warning 
words from last night flashed into her head. 'I told 
you I'd get even. You're going to be my whore and 
we'll have sex all night,' he told her while they 
stood in the darkness under some trees.

The door remained open and without an invitation, the 
teenagers simply walked into her apartment. "Watch the 
movie. You'll see a real whore... see what a whore you 
are," Jeff stated. "You can watch the Queen of Sheba 
in action, as she celebrates Independence Day."

She reluctantly stepped towards the teens and decided 
to stop the foolishness right away. Diane had her fill 
of the teenager's brashness and she glared at Jeff 
when she spoke. "Get out! Get out this minute or I'll 
call your parents... the cops."

Jeff quickly reached for the door and slammed it shut. 
He had the meanest expression on his face, as he moved 
towards the frightened young woman. Diane backed up 
each time the teen stepped closer until she hit the 
living room sofa. Then Jeff put his hand in the center 
of her chest and pushed her down. Diane landed with a 
thud and she looked up at the teenager with a 
dumbfounded expression after his sudden show of 
supreme power.

The teen looked straight into her eyes. "Let's watch 
the movie... then you'll change your tune," Jeff said. 
"Try to remember last night. What you did... what we 
did."

Diane thought back. The last thing she remembered 
clearly from her daydream was returning to her condo 
with these two teenagers. She could not understand why 
she was with the dimwitted kid who she thought had the 
brains of an idiot. Then she recalled being in her 
bedroom and it was very, very quiet as her clothes 
were slowly stripped from her body. All of a sudden a 
fresh image flashed through her brain. She was 
completely naked and having sex with someone other 
than her devoted husband. Diane shuddered and quickly 
blocked out the raunchy illustrations of riding the 
penis of a stranger.

The sofa was big and had plenty of room for three. The 
teens sat down on either side of Diane and Jeff 
immediately took control. He put one arm around her 
neck and the other went to her chest. When his daring 
fingers went to the front of her shirt, she quickly 
slapped his hand aside. The protest came out before 
Diane realized what she was saying. "Stop, you little 
bastard. Take your filthy hands off me."

Jeff merely grinned at her, as his fingers returned to 
the loose fitting t-shirt. "You act like the biggest 
bitch... now you can fuck like the biggest bitch," he 
said. "Just like we did last night."

She grabbed his hand but couldn't move it away, as the 
teenager proved to be much stronger than she thought. 
"If you don't stop, I'll call the police."

Jeff paused, giving her time to digest what was 
happening, and then he continued. "You came all over 
my dick last night," he said. "I've never seen anyone 
so hot and horny."

"No! No, that's impossible." Then her head started 
spinning and filled with random pictures of naked 
bodies. One of the illusions was of her nakedness and 
then there were others of mysterious men.

"Oh baby, you came. Just like the biggest whore in the 
world, you came all over my cock."

"No, no, I didn't... I couldn't. No, I couldn't... 
never!"

Jeff simply reached for her hand, which still held the 
DVD, and snatched the case. "Once you see what is on 
this disk, you'll understand," he informed the shocked 
wife and waved his hand in front of her face. "This is 
a movie of everything you did. A movie of you having 
sex with a teenager!"

"You're crazy. I went to the party and celebrated with 
everyone," Diane replied. Her headache throbbed and 
she wasn't sure if she was getting sick to her stomach 
or if her stomach was merely quivering like crazy. 
"Nothing happened!"

"Once you see this, you'll understand," Jeff said, as 
he waved the DVD back and forth. "Blackmailing you and 
making you my little bitch is making my dick hard... 
just like last night."

Diane wanted to slap his face so bad that she 
virtually fumed with rage. She looked into his dark 
paralyzing eyes and then down at the disk. With great 
reluctance, she grabbed the DVD. "Nothing happened... 
nothing!"

"Play it. C'mon, pop the fucking thing into the player 
and let's watch the neighborhood slut in action," Jeff 
said and laughed. Then he pushed Diane to her feet and 
towards the entertainment unit to indicate his 
urgency. "Play it!"

Diane slowly walked over to the DVD player. She slid 
the disk into the narrow slot and stood motionless for 
several seconds before hearing the teen prodding her 
to continue. Diane hit the play button and stared in 
utter disbelief when the first images of a naked woman 
flashed onto the television screen. No one had to tell 
her that she was the actress in the movie and her 
heart started racing out of control.

She stood silent in front of the television and only 
vaguely sensed the awareness of the two teenagers who 
were standing right behind her. Diane desperately 
wanted to hit the stop button and end the drastic 
turmoil, but she couldn't. The evidence was far too 
overpowering and she watched, as her womanly body 
seemed to ride a slender set of male hips. The camera 
angle was perfect. Plainly visible was the entire 
front of her torso and even the small narrow space 
between her thighs was fully exposed. Her dainty 
fingers surrounded the tiny clitoris and they rolled 
and twisted the morsel like a loving angel, like they 
did almost every day since her husband departed.

Diane looked closer. The movie had to be a fake. Her 
eyes were only half open but that didn't matter, as 
the expression on her face appeared to be one of 
heightened stimulation. Diane knew she wasn't aroused, 
but she also realized that any viewer would think 
differently because of the explicit sexual position. 
She listened and every word and sound sent shivers up 
and down her spine. "Ride me, baby, ride me. Move that 
hot pussy over my cock and fuck me," came over the 
speakers and each word sent a knife into her stomach.

Then the camera zoomed in and focused solely on the 
one thing. Her fingers only moved slightly, but enough 
to show that she was molesting her own clitoris. 
"Haaaggh... haaaggh," came from deep in her throat and 
sounded like she was actually extremely aroused in the 
movie.

"Do it, baby, ride me hard. Can you feel my cock in 
your hot belly?"

"Naaaggh... naaaggh."

"Sweet Jesus, baby, you're hot... so fucking hot."

"Naaawww... Naaawww."

"Are you ready... ready for some hot cum?"

"Noooo... noooo." It may have been a drunken protest 
or a drugged response, but it sounded more erotic than 
if she had yelled for him to take her.

"Holy shit... baby, you're cumming... cumming... 
cumming all over my big cock!"

Even though it was a lie, no viewer would know because 
her hips started gyrating and bouncing wildly up and 
down in a shear random fashion. Despite the supposed 
charade, there could be no believable defense for the 
intercourse, as it looked like she was a willing 
partner. The teenager had wisely used the perfect 
sexual position with her on top of his outstretched 
body and clinging to his bucking torso. It was 
impossible to tell Diane was sedated, as her body 
bounced up and down when the teenager pumped his hips 
at her with an out of control fucking fashion.

The scenes swiftly turned into a lewd porno movie, as 
the woman's naked torso collapsed on top of the horny 
teenager. The camera panned over the sexy bare back 
and along the sides of the two thrashing torsos. 
Glimpses of her bare tits were plainly flashed on the 
screen whenever her chest bounced and the viewer got 
the odd peek of an extremely large and erect nipple at 
the same time. Then the absolute worst moment of her 
life happened. The camera shifted downward and showed 
a close-up from behind the two crotches, which were 
melded together in a most vulgar fashion.

Tears came to her eyes when she noticed the long hard 
cock slowly moving in and out of her honey-hole. What 
made the sight horrible was that there were obvious 
streams of thick white cum along the cock-shaft that 
were visible whenever the cock pulled out of the 
leaking hole. Then the thick shaft would slowly thrust 
to the hilt and loud moans of obvious pleasure 
sounded. Goosebumps covered her arms and face, as it 
was apparent who was moaning. Diane deemed it was from 
distress, but the sounds in the movie appeared to be 
the result of some kind of raging desire or even some 
kind of animal lust.

Whether the closing scenes were captured on purpose or 
it was just the way things happened during the rotten 
intercourse, no viewer would dispute the erotic 
dramatization. The extended cock plopped out of her 
hole. Three or four jets of cum erupted out of the 
penis head before a hand grabbed the upstanding shaft. 
Then the head was craftily reinserted into the burning 
inferno and the male hips gave three or four powerful 
thrusts before the two bodies went still.

Diane noticed how her body remained motionless, as the 
movie continued. The muscles of the male's groin 
jerked randomly and it was apparent he was still 
pumping cum into her unprotected vagina. Diane thought 
she had witnessed the absolute worst encounter of her 
life, but she was wrong. Her naked body was crudely 
rolled off of Jeff's outstretched torso and fully 
exposed to the world. It was hard to tell if she was 
awake or fully aware of what was happening because the 
cunning teenager embraced her head and shoulders.

Jeff rained kisses all over her face and head, as the 
two appeared to be hugging and kissing. Suddenly 
another slender teenager was on top of her and it was 
apparent he was horny. Danny held his impressive 
erection in one hand and there was about four or five 
inches of steel poking out above his fist. When he 
rubbed the bulbous head up and down through her 
leaking slit, Diane simply cried, as she watched the 
horrible sight.

No one in the world would believe her if she said the 
intercourse wasn't consensual. She was kissing one 
teenager and another was about to ram his cock into 
her opening. Her hips jumped and jerked wildly and 
then an eerie guttural groan erupted in the movie that 
sounded like an animal getting satisfaction. Several 
inches of ramrod disappeared inside her vaginal canal 
and then she muttered more incriminating noises. Her 
legs remained fully splayed and Danny rode her fast 
and hard, which made the movie appear more authentic 
than Diane cared to believe.

The teenager seemed consumed by an orgasm and then her 
naked body sort of went out of control. Again Diane 
could find no plausible way to explain how the sex 
could be completely nonconsensual so she sobbed and 
sobbed until tears ran down her cheeks. "But you 
changed it... edited the movie to make it look like I 
was willing. You changed it," she whispered.

Jeff was beside her and he had a firm grip of her arm. 
He glared into her teary eyes and burned a hole into 
her delicate soul. "You saw the evidence. How a sweet, 
innocent wife fucked two teenagers... willingly had 
sex with them."

"But I didn't... not like it looks. I drank... you put 
something in my drink... made me do it," Diane 
whispered, as her legs started to quiver like mad. 
Jeff noticed her discomfort and he swiftly guided her 
back to the sofa. He pushed her down and then he sat 
on one side and Danny on the other, just as they had 
earlier.

If there was one sexual experience that always ended 
with her achieving a tremendous orgasm it was 
cunnilingus. The movie continued and Diane stared 
straight at the vivid images of the naked female's 
seductive features. Her tits swayed wildly from side 
to side and then the worst thing in the world 
happened. Jeff brazenly spread her legs, as wide as 
they would go, and he jumped between the shapely 
thighs. When his face hit her crotch, Diane let out a 
desperate cry.

She couldn't believe the images, as the camera 
captured the dramatic cunnilingus. Diane watched the 
tongue lash through her clearly exposed pussy slit 
several times and then fingers held her labia apart. 
She noticed the well-defined clitoris just before the 
teen's mouth closed directly on top of the pink 
morsel. Diane saw the teen shove her legs up in the 
air and push her thighs out to the sides. When the 
tongue started a furious licking motion, she could 
only imagine what it felt like last night even in her 
drugged or inebriated state.

Then the camera lens zoomed out enough to catch the 
expression on her face. There was nothing more 
devastating than witnessing her face etched with what 
appeared to be lust or some kind of sexual desire. 
Diane was positive she hadn't reached an orgasm, but 
in the movie there was no way to tell whether she had 
or not, as her sweat-covered body kept thrashing all 
over the place. Her thoughts of telling people she 
wasn't an eager partner were forgotten when the next 
scenes appeared on the screen.

You could see her stomach heaving in and out, as if 
she was experiencing a very profound lack of control. 
Clearly captured were her fingers clawing the bed and 
her sharp nails piercing the sheets because of the 
desperation roaring through her loins. Diane had no 
recollection of a climax yet her body appeared 
consumed by ecstasy, as the cunnilingus evolved.

It had to be the worst orgasm of her life. The damning 
video continued and Diane was positive she was going 
to throw up. She watched the dramatic expression on 
her face and noticed how her eyes sort of rolled up 
into her forehead. The theatrical appearance could 
have been from lust or desire; or from pain or agony, 
but in the well-edited movie it was impossible to tell 
the difference.

Diane knew that anyone who watched would most likely 
assume the woman freely had intercourse with the 
teenagers. She cringed. "What... what do you want from 
me?"

Jeff put his forefinger under her chin and forced her 
to keep looking at the television. "You can see what 
happened. No one will believe you if you say you were 
forced," he stated.

The womanly hips jumped and jerked wildly on the 
screen. "I wasn't conscious... able to give 
permission. You raped me," she whispered.

"Call it what you want, but when people see the movie, 
they'll know you're a slut... a married slut."

"No, no, they won't."

"Oh, they will and you know it."

Diane closed her eyes to block out the illustrious 
orgasm, as she tried to find fault with the teenager's 
logic. Slowly she opened her eyes again and the 
visions of her naked body in the throes of a violent 
climax wouldn't go away. "Oh gawd, oh please, please 
have mercy," she said hoping the teens would listen.

Something brushed across her chest and Diane glanced 
down. Nimble fingers grabbed the bottom of her baggy 
shirt and rolled the garment up to her neck. She 
wanted to scream or at least grab the teen's hand, but 
her body remained frozen. She heard loud gasping 
sounds coming from her right and realized Danny was 
desperate. "Last time was great... this time will be 
even greater," Danny moaned.

Suddenly she was on her feet. Hands cupped her elbows 
and made it possible to walk, as her knees wobbled and 
her legs felt extremely weak. The teenagers knew where 
to go and they escorted Diane down the long, dark 
hallway to her bedroom. "Dear gawd, no, no... no!"

Her feet barely touched the floor, as the teens 
carried her into the room. Everything stopped and the 
room became deathly quiet. The only sounds were those 
of two teenage boys breathing fast and in an aroused 
manner. Diane's arms were petrified and dangled at her 
sides when her top was stripped and then her loose 
fitting gym pants were removed. She hadn't bothered to 
put on a bra or panties because of her troubled state 
that morning so she stood naked and shivering in front 
of two horny teens.

The bedroom was very dimly lit, which made her feel a 
little better. Jeff grabbed her shoulders and pushed 
her up face-first against the nearest wall. Diane 
faced the bare wall and felt like she was being 
scolded, as the teenager put his hand in the center of 
her back and pushed. She turned her head, as her face 
and chest hit the wall, and felt the hot whiffs of the 
teen's breath wash across her flushed cheek.

Jeff grabbed her wrists and placed her hands about two 
feet apart on the wall. He leaned forward and put his 
mouth next to her ear, as he held her arms 
outstretched. "I hope you're ready, my love. Hot and 
ready like you were last night," he whispered, as he 
straightened up and stood directly behind her.

Diane was afraid to move. When the teenager let go of 
her arms, she remained plastered against the wall, too 
afraid to make him mad if she moved. She heard the 
almost silent noises of clothing and knew Jeff was 
stripping. It took only seconds for him to remove all 
of his clothes and her heart pounded waiting for 
something to happen. Then he leaned in again and 
kissed her ear. "Put your hand down... around to the 
back and on my penis," he said in a soft yet demanding 
voice.

She remained petrified and merely flinched when her 
arm was yanked around and behind her back. Something 
hot brushed across the back of her hand and Diane had 
difficulty breathing. "No... no... no," she whispered.

Suddenly the hottest thing was against the palm of her 
hand. "Touch me. Put your fingers around my cock," 
Jeff said directly into her ear. His face sort of 
pushed against hers and pressed her cheek into the 
hard wall. "Yes, like that. Wrap your fingers all the 
way around my cock."

Diane realized her fingers tightened around the thick 
penis. She tried to use her one arm to push away from 
the wall, but Jeff refused to let her move. "Oh gawd, 
no, I can't, no, I can't."

"Squeeze, baby... squeeze my cock."

Her fingers tightened despite the resolve to resist. 
"No, please no."

Suddenly Jeff grabbed her arm and returned her hand to 
the wall. He placed his big hands over top of hers and 
acted as if he was holding her captive. He adjusted 
his hips and ensured the entire length of his extended 
cock pressed along the crack of her ass. "Are you 
ready... like last night. Ready to get that gorgeous 
pussy rammed full of cock," Jeff whispered, as he 
dropped his arms.

Diane was free yet again she remained frozen. She felt 
the teen's hands rub the sides of her hips and caress 
all of her burning flesh from her waist to her thighs. 
Then Jeff arched his back and guided the tip of his 
illustrious cock to the compressed crack at the top of 
her velvety thighs. "Oh... oh gawd, please don't, 
please don't."

Jeff kissed her ear and used his tongue in a taunting 
fashion, as he forced her face against the wall. 
"Spread your legs... spread'em."

Diane would never understand how or why she obeyed. 
Her arms were free yet they remained outstretched 
against the wall, just as the teenager wanted. 
Suddenly there was a minute space between her thighs 
and it enabled the ramrod to slip into her crotch. The 
steel shaft straightened and ran along the slick 
opening all the way to the tip of her pelvis. When her 
delicate labia spread, Diane cried. "Gawwww... gawwww, 
no, please, no."

"Wider... spread your legs wider."

"No, you can't... I can't."

"Yes, higher, stand higher... on your tiptoes."

"Gawd, no... not there... no."

"That's it... now spread your legs more... wider!"

"No, no... no."

"Yes, like that... wider... spread your feet."

"Gawd, no, please don't."

"Oh fuck... YES... FUCK YES!"

Diane was on her toes and her feet were about two feet 
apart when her heart stopped. The clever teenager 
dropped his hips and then gave one powerful thrust. 
The head of his cock hit the flaming hole and surged 
into the inferno. "Aaaggghhh... aaaggghhh."

Jeff put his teeth on her ear and whispered through 
clenched teeth. "Are you ready? Push back... back 
hard... harder!"

Diane arched her back and then her breathing stopped. 
The cock-head sliced into her inner being and pierced 
her spirit. She couldn't breathe. Diane gasped for air 
and felt the biggest cock enter her guts. Her arms 
remained spread on the wall and her cheek was 
plastered against the hard, cold surface. "Oh please, 
use something. Oh gawd, you're in... inside."

"Don't worry... I'll pull out. Don't worry."

"Oh gawd, you can't... not inside."

"Don't worry, I won't cum... I'll pull out."

Diane's mind swirled in confusion, as she listened to 
the teen's juvenile comments, and she tried to judge 
the obvious danger. "Gawd, no... not inside."

"I'll pull out. Push harder... back harder. Push!"

"Dear gawd, a condom... please use a condom."

"Sluts don't use condoms," Jeff declared and rammed 
his stellar cock to the hilt.

"No, gawd, gaaawwwd."

"That's it... push... PUSH! Beg... beg for my cock."

"Aaaaggggh."

Jeff drove his hips at Diane and lifted her off the 
floor. He grabbed her hair and held her head steady, 
as he demanded obedience. "Fuck me, baby. Drive that 
cunt at me. Say it!"

"No, no... no."

"SAY IT!"

"Oh fuck... fuck... fuck."

"AGAIN!"

"Fuck... gawd, fuck me."

"MORE!"

"Oh gawd, you're inside... deep, so deep... fucking 
me."

"Again!"

"Oh fuck... oh fuck."

Jeff lifted her higher and felt her legs thrash around 
trying to stop the intense fucking. He yanked her hair 
hard and jerked her head backwards so she stared 
straight at the ceiling. "Not yet... wait. Wait for 
it... I want to fill your snatch with baby-cum!"

Her stomach heaved and went into severe convulsions. 
For the first time in her life, she lost complete 
control, but suddenly it didn't matter. There was no 
reason for morality or any kind of decency. Her 
womanly juices coated the big cock and Diane knew the 
orgasm would haunt her forever. She was consumed by 
the daunting lust and nothing else mattered. "Gawd, I 
can't... can't... oh gawd, I'm cumming. I can't stop."

Diane felt the teen's hips quiver and knew he was 
ready. Her body perched precariously on top of the 
stellar penis and her chest slipped up and down on the 
sweaty wall. Jeff let go of her hair and grabbed her 
around the waist. He pulled on her hips and planted 
her feet about two feet away from the wall. Diane bent 
over at the waist and used her arms to support herself 
so she wouldn't slam into the wall.

The teenager tightened his grip around her slim waist. 
Jeff jerked her backwards and rammed his powerful hips 
at her ass. His cock sliced through her soul and Jeff 
blasted searing cum into her deepest regions without 
any remorse or regret. "I can't hear you... TALK!"

"I'm, oh gawd, I'm cumming... cumming."

Jeff pumped his hips every time he jettisoned molten 
lava into the seductress. "Sluts don't use condoms. 
Cum, baby, cum."

Nothing else mattered. "Fuck, oh fuck, I cumming... 
cumming."

"Yes, yes... drive your ass back. Hard... harder!"

"I'm... I'm.... oh gawd, I'm cumming."

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck!"

"You said... but you said," she moaned.

"Oh fuck... talk! Beg me to fuck you."

Diane was delirious with the cock-head buried inside 
her deepest region. Suddenly the danger didn't matter 
and she obeyed. "Cum... oh gawd, cum... cum."

Jeff squeezed her around the waist and pulled 
backwards as hard as he could. "Fuck me, baby, fuck 
me." He arched his back and then rammed his hips at 
her bare ass, driving his cock to the hilt.

Her arms ached yet she summoned the strength to push. 
"Yes, gawd yes. I'm cumming. Do it... do it to me." 
Diane turned her head to the side and what she saw 
caused her heart to stop. Danny had a movie camera and 
there were no reservations, as he recorded the sexual 
encounter between his best buddy and the adorable 
married woman. Diane sobbed as the final spasms rocked 
her frail body and she knew the teenagers would 
blackmail her at every opportunity. She would be 
forced to satisfy Jeff and Danny's insatiable desire 
whether she wanted to or not.

Her climax ended long before Jeff was finished. He 
rocked her body back and forth ensuring to drive his 
cock to the hilt with every thrust. When he let go of 
her torso, Diane fell to her hands and knees. Danny 
was on her before she could regain her composure. He 
tossed the camera to Jeff and grabbed for the luscious 
butt that he had admired and craved since ravaging her 
at last night's party.

Diane wanted to crawl across the floor to get away 
from the teenager, but her arms and legs felt like 
they were mired in quicksand. She made several 
attempts to move forward, but the strong hands around 
her waist ensure she didn't escape. All of a sudden 
something poked her and seemed to be trying to hit the 
most vital spot between her legs. Her hands clawed the 
carpet; her knees wouldn't budge. When the burning rod 
pierced her soaked labia, Diane gasped out loud. 
"Noooo... noooo... gawd, no. No more. I can't... no 
more," she pleaded.

Suddenly she couldn't breathe. She gasped for air and 
felt the big cock enter her belly. She was well 
lubricated and Danny easily rocked her back and forth 
using her knees as a balance point. When his cock-head 
surged through her precious cervix, he merely grunted 
like an animal. "Grrraaaggg... grrraaaggg."

"Condom, please gawd, protection... use a condom.

"Fuck... just like last night. Fuck baby... fuck!"

"Gawd no, I can't... not again."

"Oh baby, fuck... fuck."

Her body rocked feverishly back and forth. Danny 
tightened his grip around her waist and used a crazed 
fucking fashion to destroy any remaining struggle. Her 
arms were too weak to hold herself upright. Diane 
dropped her head to the floor and she sobbed quietly, 
as the teenager took liberties she never dreamed of 
allowing anyone other than her husband. When Danny's 
mad thrusting became wild and sporadic, she knew he 
was filling her sanctuary with dangerous semen.

Overcome with grief, Diane collapsed flat on the floor 
when Danny pushed her away after his prolonged orgasm. 
She closed her eyes and listened, as the teenagers 
frantically got dressed and left her condo. Diane 
heard the front door slam and breathed a big sigh of 
relief. She summoned up the strength to get up and 
literally staggered straight to the bathroom. The 
silly notion that a hot bath might alleviate her 
problems came to her and Diane filled the bathtub with 
the hottest water.

Sitting in the steamy hot water, Diane had plenty of 
time for worried thoughts. She contemplated the 
future, knowing that the teenagers had more than 
enough incriminating evidence to blackmail her. There 
didn't seem to be any solution for the dilemma and she 
left her troubles, as she drifted into a peaceful 
catnap.

***

Diane was on her way to work when the teenager met her 
in the underground parking garage. She felt terribly 
uncomfortable, as Jeff stood in front of her and 
blocked her way. His eyes roved slowly up and down her 
body before stopping to leer at her abundant breasts 
and she shivered waiting for him to say something. 
"We're going to celebrate... have a fun little party 
tonight. We all know that tonight is normally laundry 
night, but instead I have the best night planned for 
you," Jeff informed the shocked woman.

"But... but I can't. I have too much work... busy at 
work."

"Too bad, my love."

"I can't... I'm busy."

Jeff completely ignored the pathetic pleas. "Since all 
of your clothes are dirty... you can go around the 
house in the nude."

"What? Nude? You can't be serious!"

"After you get home from work, take off all of your 
clothes. Tonight you're going to wear nothing. I hope 
you understand."

"But... nothing?"

"You're going to walk around in the nude. No 
clothes... no bra... no panties. When you get a 
visitor... someone knocks on the door, you'll answer 
it and greet them with nothing on but a big smile."

Diane was dumbfounded. "But, I can't walk around not 
dressed," she replied. "I can't let people see me... 
not nude."

"No one will see you... just your visitor. That's the 
best part. I want this visitor to be impressed when he 
sees the sexiest woman in the world," Jeff said. "I 
want Jeremy to see your tits... the rest of your 
body."

"Jeff, please, don't," she begged.

"You're going to love Jeremy. He is a great guy and I 
owe him a big favor."

"But, but... no, I can't."

"I've told Jeremy to visit you at seven o'clock. 
Invite him in and we'll see what happens after he sees 
a naked woman answer the door. I've dreamed of finding 
some woman naked... now Jeremy will be the lucky one."

"No, please Jeff... no more. I can't do any more."

"Just to relieve your mind, I will make this the last 
blackmail. I won't force you to do anything... ever 
again," Jeff vowed. "But you have to do this."

Diane stared into the eyes of the devil. There was no 
leniency and her stomach churned because she didn't 
know whether to believe him or not. Her marriage, her 
life would be ruined if Jeff revealed her past 
indiscretions even though they weren't her fault. The 
teen quickly turned and departed, leaving Diane 
standing beside her car with her mouth open. She 
reluctantly went to work and the entire day was a 
blur, as she kept thinking about Jeff's disparaging 
orders and his promise to end the turmoil. When 
quitting time arrived, her heart started beating a lot 
faster and she didn't know what to do.

She managed to relax and regain a measure of control 
during the drive home, but then her heart started 
racing when her condo complex came into view. Diane 
pulled into her assigned parking spot and reluctantly 
got out of the car. The slow walk up three flights and 
to her condo seemed to take forever. She glanced at 
her watch and noticed there was a little over one hour 
before the deadline.

Diane was going to have something to eat, but her 
stomach couldn't take any food. She puttered around 
trying to take her mind off the upcoming rendezvous 
but nothing helped, as she kept contemplating taking 
off all of her clothes and meeting a stranger at the 
door. Close to 6:30, she went into her bathroom and 
decided to take a relaxing hot bath. Soaking in the 
tub made a world of difference and she managed to 
regain some measure of self-control until there was 
only ten minutes before the dreaded rendezvous.

She rushed into her bedroom and sat down in front of 
the mirror, as she clung to the faint hope that this 
would be the end of Jeff's blackmail. Diane coolly 
applied her makeup, but her heartbeat increased and 
her breathing grew more ragged with every stroke. She 
brushed her forehead with the back of her hand and 
realized she was slightly flushed. Diane looked at 
herself in the mirror and when she saw a hot and ready 
woman, her stomach quivered like mad. 'Dear gawd, what 
am I doing? I can't. I can't do it,' she protested. 
'He'll want to... oh geez, oh geez. He'll think I want 
to have sex.'

She was still looking in the mirror when the doorbell 
sounded. Her heart stopped and so did her breathing, 
as she tried to imagine a way out. Diane wondered if 
the sacrifice was worth it? Then she thought of her 
loving husband and how his heart would break if he 
knew about Jeff's clever blackmail. Her feet started 
moving and she reached the door just as a second 
series of bells sounded.

Diane held the doorknob in her hand and didn't move. 
Suddenly the doorbell rang again and she slowly turned 
the knob and opened the door far enough to see who was 
on the other side. She peered around the door and 
tried to hide her body behind the door. Her eyes 
opened wide in dismay and then she closed the door so 
fast that it slammed. Her heart pounded and Diane felt 
so flushed that it was very hard to breathe. When a 
soft tap sounded, she let out a sob of despair.

The doorknob twisted slightly in her hand, as it was 
turned from the outside. Diane reluctantly opened the 
door. "I'm Jeremy. Jeff said you were expecting me," 
came the response from the startled teenager.

"No... yes... no... oh gawd, yes," Diane whispered, as 
she opened the door enough to let the young man slip 
into her home. She stood against the door and noticed 
the teen's eyes glued to her chest and directly on her 
boobs. "Yes... Jeff... he... yes he," she mumbled and 
didn't know what else to say.

"Is it okay? Do you want me to go?"

"No, yes, oh gawd, no."

"You look gorgeous... beautiful... way sexier than 
Jeff described."

Diane watched the teen's eyes roam up and down her 
torso before lingering on her midsection. "Jeff, he... 
well he," she said and couldn't seem to say any more.

"Jeff said that you've never had sex with a black man 
and that you told him how much you wanted it to 
happen," Jeremy said and reached out for her hand. He 
noticed her great reluctance so he decided to take 
charge. "Can we go to the bedroom?"

Diane never knew how her arm came up, but suddenly the 
black teenager grabbed her dainty hand. She stumbled 
and almost tripped when Jeremy led her down the 
hallway and into the master bedroom. The teen let go 
of her hand and immediately stripped all of his 
clothes. When he was completely naked, he turned and 
faced the sexy, naked woman.

Diane held one arm across her chest and one hand over 
her pelvis in a futile attempt to show some modesty. 
She couldn't stop staring. The dark black cock stood 
straight out from the teen's hips and Diane had never 
seen one so big, so thick or so mesmerizing. All of a 
sudden the teenager took a couple of steps and stood 
mere inches in front of her. "I know how you feel. 
I've never had sex with a white woman," he whispered.

It was impossible to speak with her heart in her 
throat so her mind went a million miles per hour. 'So 
what? It isn't the same. I don't want sex with you... 
or any man,' she thought. 'Not black... not white... 
no man.'

Jeremy put his arms around Diane and held her in a 
tight embrace. Diane felt his impressive penis push 
against her overheated flesh and then flatten out 
along her belly. The teen was taller than she was and 
it felt like his cock ran all the way from her tummy 
to her chest. Then the teen picked her up like she was 
a feather and adjusted her torso so that the head of 
his pecker slipped between her legs. 'Dear Lord, help! 
He's going... oh gawd, he's going to... oh gawd,' 
Diane thought, as her head kept swirling in confusion.

The teen shuffled over to the bed and gingerly let 
Diane drop. She landed on her back and her arms sort 
of flung out to the sides. When she glanced down at 
her crotch, she nearly fainted. 'Oh Lord, oh Lord, 
he's... his cock, oh gawd, he's going to.' She held 
her breath and the thoughts kept buzzing through her 
mind. 'No, no, no, I can't. He's going to rape me.'

It probably happened in a minute or two, but to Diane 
it felt like an eternity. The teen leaned over her 
torso and kissed her all over. His hot lips and 
taunting tongue caressed every part of her neck and 
chest until his mouth devoured one of her rebellious 
nipples. The bud was extremely hard and Jeremy rolled 
his tongue around the nipple many times before 
surrounding it with his teeth.

When the teenager nibbled on her nipple, Diane sensed 
something wasn't going right. Then Jeremy shifted to 
the neglected boob and didn't stop nibbling until that 
bud was fully erect. Diane closed her eyes when the 
teen's hand slithered down her overheated stomach. The 
fingers traced tiny circles on her hot flesh and also 
teased her bellybutton by pretending to be a penis.

Diane squeezed her eyes shut as hard as she could when 
the fingers traveled down her tummy and onto her 
upraised pelvis. Suddenly the burning mouth followed. 
The tongue grazed her twitching belly and swiftly 
started licking the top of her thighs. The teen put 
his fingers on her knees and merely pushed sideways to 
indicate what he wanted. Her legs spread and enabled 
Jeremy to shove his arms between her thighs.

It happened so fast that Diane nearly passed out. Her 
legs were forced apart and then the hottest mouth 
closed over top of her opening. The tongue darted out 
of the teen's mouth and slipped between the soaked 
pussy lips. It may have been by shear accident, but 
the teen sucked the entire clitoris into his hot 
mouth. He toyed with the clit with his tongue and 
nibbled with his teeth.

"No, no, gawd no," she moaned, as she twisted and 
rolled her hips frantically trying to get away.

"I'm sorry... did I hurt you," the teen asked?

"No... no, it was... was," Diane mumbled. She was 
confused by the teenager's action, as she had expected 
him to simply mount her and have intercourse with or 
without her permission. The teen's head dropped back 
to her crotch and she watched her delicate clitty get 
swirled around and around in a furious fashion.

Diane had prepared herself to be ravaged and even 
raped by Jeff's friend, but suddenly that wasn't 
happening. She remembered some of her girlfriends 
talking about cunnilingus. They described the sex as 
selfish yet the best sex; how nothing in the world 
compared to getting eaten out by their husbands. Diane 
recalled her husband's reluctance of any type of oral 
sex and now there was a stranger between her legs. 
"Ooohhh... ooohhh gaaawwwd."

"Huuummm... huuummm."

"Noooo... noooo."

"Huuummm... huuummm," Jermey moaned, as he rammed his 
stiff tongue into the tiny hole.

"Oh gawd, oh gawd, what are you doing?" A severe spasm 
shot through her belly and Diane had doubts. Whenever 
her body reached such an aroused state, it wasn't long 
before she lost control to a burning desire. Without 
warning, the teenager lifted his head and he rolled on 
top of her outstretched body. Her legs remained 
widespread and she felt his hips slip between her open 
thighs, as he reached up to kiss Diane on the mouth.

Diane kept her mouth closed at first and she tried to 
roll her head to the side. She wanted to break the 
kiss and felt a great urgency when something slipped 
up the inside of her thighs and jabbed the core of her 
universe. The dangerous cock-head pushed on her puffy 
labia and threatened to pierce her soul. Diane gasped 
and opened her mouth. Her protest was stifled when 
Jeremy kissed her hard and searched for her evasive 
tongue. 

Just as Diane arched her back and turned her hips, the 
teenager thrust his hips. Jeremy interpreted her fear 
and anxiety for pleasure. He rammed his powerful hips 
at her and heard a loud cry, which again he construed 
as sexual desire for an interracial encounter. Diane 
used every ounce of her strength to break the kiss. 
"No, no, please, you can't. Protection... you need to 
use something... a condom," she cried. "I can't... we 
can't."

Jeremy was horrified, as her fears hit him. "Sorry! 
I'm sorry, so sorry. I have one... in my pants," he 
blurted out. "I'll get it."

The teenager quickly jumped up and rushed over to 
where his pants were strewn on the floor. He returned 
so fast that Diane barely caught her breath before a 
condom wrapper was shoved in her face. "Here, please 
do it... put it on," he said. "I can't... my fingers," 
he said and showed how his hands were literally 
shaking.

Diane didn't know what else to do so she took the 
condom. She looked at the colorful package and then at 
where the thing was going to go. If stimulating or 
overwhelming events happened to her in the past, 
nothing compared to putting a rubber condom on the 
biggest, black cock. Her fingers literally vibrated 
when she ripped the wrapper open and gingerly took out 
the condom. When she set the condom on the thick head 
of Jeremy's penis, drops of slick white cream seeped 
out and filled the floppy rubber cup. Nothing in her 
past compared to rolling the condom slowly down the 
long shaft.

Diane couldn't take her eyes off the menacing cock. 
Jeremy pushed her shoulders and in a heartbeat Diane 
was on her back with a black teenager between her 
legs. He held his torso up as high as possible and 
left plenty of room between his chest and Diane's. She 
stared downward across her flat stomach and noticed 
the charcoal penis spread her white labia to reveal 
the pinkest slit. The black head was massive. Suddenly 
it was gone and her heart raced so fast that blood 
rushed to her head and made her temples throb.

Dazed, Diane watched the teenager thrust half of his 
cock into her womanly opening and then she tried to 
endure what came next. Jeremy dug his fingers into the 
soft flesh of Diane's ass and held her hips steady, as 
he pumped. His chest fell and she lost sight of the 
raunchy penetration. Diane tried to breathe and suck 
in enough oxygen so she wouldn't pass out, but it was 
hard with several inches of ramrod buried deep inside 
of her inner being.

All of a sudden she heard the teenager huffing and 
puffing like crazy and knew he was going to orgasm. 
Without thinking her arms came up and Diane hugged the 
thrashing teen, as if she wanted his experience to be 
very memorable. Just when she thought his lengthy 
climax was over, Jeremy arched his back and drove his 
powerful hips at her. The lights went out and she 
couldn't breathe. There was an unfamiliar tingling 
deep inside her belly and Diane merely hung on for 
dear life, knowing what might happen if her resolve 
waned.

Both were totally exhausted when the teenager's climax 
ended. Diane rolled onto her side and Jeremy snuggled 
against her back. She never gave it a second thought 
when the teenager deftly pried her legs apart. Jeremy 
raised her upper leg just enough to create a space at 
the top of her shapely thighs. Then he slipped his 
semi-hardened cock into the moist crotch and let the 
lengthy shaft rest directly on Diane's pussy slit.

It was the perfect position. Diane closed her eyes and 
imagined her husband behind her. They often had sex in 
this position and it brought back wonderful memories, 
as she dreamed about her husband. She was too tired to 
move and relished the chance to simply remain still. 
Jeremy tucked his arm under Diane's head and tightened 
his embrace, as his hand cupped a boob. He reached 
around her chest with his other arm and hugged her 
tighter into his chest.

Diane was in dreamland; the teenager was tender. His 
loving caress felt marvelous on first one breast and 
then the other until both nipples were rock-hard and 
throbbing. She was going to ask Jeremy to stop, but 
wanted to delay it for just a moment or two. Then he 
fondled one boob and his other hand went to her chin, 
tilting her head up slightly so his lips could reach 
her ear.

Jeremy kissed her ear and the side of her face, 
teasing her with his tongue. His fingers were elusive, 
lightly caressing every inch of her boob and ensuring 
her nipple was fully erect and then he did the same to 
the other. The teenager's hot puffs of air washed 
across her cheek and seemed to raise her temperature, 
as his fingers left her chin. Jeremy pinched one of 
her throbbing nipples with one hand and the other 
carved a path downwards, venturing towards the 
Promised Land. The skilled fingers lightly caressed 
her stomach and down to her shivering pelvis.

Diane desperately wanted to hate the teenager, but 
somehow his loving embrace and tenderness swayed her 
judgment. The tip of his finger touched her labia and 
she held her breath, almost hoping he would continue. 
Then the finger rested directly on top of her delicate 
clitoris and rolled the bud back and forth ever so 
slightly. Diane wasn't sure if the teen was moving her 
clit or if the bud was throbbing around on its own.

Jeremy slyly shifted his hips backwards until the head 
of his rejuvenating cock was in the perfect position. 
His arm remained curled around her hip and he used his 
finger to press on the tip, as he guided the head of 
his cock into the slippery darkness. Diane shook her 
head, but she refused to open her eyes. The dream was 
too vivid and powerful and she didn't want it to end 
without finding out more. She didn't say anything and 
merely let the wonderful sensations overtake her 
soaring emotions.

Her mind was filled with a flurry of desire yet her 
body was motionless. She gasped when the teen craftily 
shoved a few inches of ramrod into her inferno and 
then he too remained absolutely still. His fingers 
surrounded one of her nipples, but they only held the 
bud and squeezed ever so lightly. The fingers of his 
other hand captured her glorious clit and again merely 
squeezed without moving very much.

Diane was delirious. She hoped the teenager would turn 
violent and ravage her body so she could hate the kid. 
Her loins tightened and squeezed the embedded penis 
that was getting bigger and bigger. Blood surged 
through the hardened meat and made the cock throb 
crazily, which readily transferred into her overheated 
canal. Just as Diane was going to roll away from the 
teenager, the most severe spasm shot through her guts. 
She opened her mouth to utter a protest, but nothing 
came out.

Another spasm tore through her stomach and her hips 
jerked wildly. She was filled with a rare and 
unfamiliar desire and somehow it controlled her body. 
When her back arched, her hips thrust backwards, which 
brought a sudden end to her struggles. Diane dreamed 
of her husband snuggled up against her heated body and 
everything seemed right, as this was their favorite 
position. The head of the teen's hardon burst through 
the final barrier of reason and the floodgates opened 
wide.

Jeremy hugged her, using his arms to pull her closer 
and his hands to squeeze her. One hand fondled her 
titty and his fingers tenderly caressed the hardened 
nipple. Jeremy's other hand cupped over her pelvis and 
his long middle finger pressed directly on top of her 
throbbing clitty, rolling the bud back and forth. He 
nestled his face into the crook of her neck and his 
breathing was fast and ragged.

When a harsh tremor ripped through his loins, his 
reaction was swift and profound. Jeremy bit down on 
the flesh of her shoulder and Diane cried out, but it 
wasn't from pain. The bite turned her into an animal. 
Lust flooded her mind and the womanly cream flowed 
over the black cock, making it easier for Jeremy to 
pump his powerful hips at her shivering backside.

Her unexpected orgasm crested and Jeremy's exploded 
with a fury of an out of control teenager. Diane's 
body was out of control and she flung her arm out in 
front of her torso trying to lesson the furious 
convulsions in her belly. The teenager wisely pinched 
her vulnerable clitty and she couldn't stop or 
slowdown the crushing orgasm. Her stomach heaved and 
she feverishly tried sucking in and out in an effort 
to regain a measure of control over her soaring 
emotions.

Diane moved her hand and touched something wet and 
clammy that was on the sheets. Her fingers groped the 
slimy object and it felt like a dagger pierced her 
heart. "But... but... no, it can't be," she whispered, 
as she picked up the used condom with her fingertips. 
"But... but?"

Jeremy peaked over her shoulder. "It fell off... 
slipped off after the first time," he replied.

"Oh gawd, no, not without anything?" Diane cringed, as 
the teen's hips thrust randomly and she knew Jeremy 
was shooting the final jets of cum into her womb. "No, 
it can't be. I thought... thought you had a condom."

"I'm sorry. I couldn't stop... but I couldn't stop."

"Oh gawd."

"I'm sorry. I got carried away. You're so beautiful 
and sexy... I got carried away," Jeremy said. "I 
couldn't stop."

The intercourse ended in a hurry. Diane rolled away 
and Jeremy quickly got out of bed. He dressed as fast 
as he could and tried not to look at the depressed 
young woman. He practically ran out of the condo and 
left Diane cuddling herself in a fetal position, as 
she felt sorry for herself to the point of having 
tears run down her cheeks.

***

Diane fell asleep as soon as Jeremy departed. Troubled 
by the dangerous intercourse, she experienced 
nightmares that kept waking her up until the alarm 
went off in the morning. Groggy and sleepy, she got 
ready for work and managed to get there on time 
despite being troubled by what happened. Her only 
salvation was Jeff's vow to end the blackmail. Diane 
spent the day dreaming and hoping that her life would 
gradually be back to normal, whatever that might be.

She was still in a stupor when she got home and 
eventually settled into a restful evening once she had 
something to eat. When the phone rang, she picked up 
the receiver and her heart stopped. "Love, we're 
coming over. We'll give you the evidence and won't 
bother you anymore," Jeff said. "We'll be there in 
five minutes."

It was the longest five minutes of her life. She 
rushed into her bedroom and changed into almost formal 
attire because she didn't want the teenagers to think 
she was too casual or relaxed. Diane could hardly 
breathe when the doorbell rang and she answered the 
door, praying the teenager was telling the truth about 
ending his blackmail. She let them in and Jeff handed 
her a few DVD's with the supposed evidence of her 
infidelity.

"Mom expects me home soon, but we have time," he 
declared.

Diane merely stared at the teenager unable to believe 
her ears. "But... but you said... you promised," she 
replied, as her voice sounded a little shrill and 
almost woeful. She looked at Jeff and then at Danny. A 
shudder ran through her body and Diane wasn't sure 
what it meant because the feeling was similar to a 
sudden or unwanted arousal.

Jeff was smart enough to know that a good thing can't 
last forever, but he wasn't prepared to go without one 
last fling. The experience of having complete control 
over such a sexy woman, as Diane was fantastic, but he 
realized it had to end eventually. "I think your 
marriage and security are worth one more... another 
sexual encounter," he said. "I want it to be just like 
the first time... when you were on top."

"You said... but you promised."

"I said that I would stop blackmailing you and stop 
forcing you to have sex with me... and I will," he 
stated. "Right after we have sex... for the last 
time."

"No, gawd no, I can't."

Jeff stood in front of her and Danny moved around to 
her left side. "I won't ask again. I will keep my word 
after we do it. After we have sex, I won't bother you 
again," Jeff declared. "We'll leave you alone."

Diane felt trapped, but she still had confidence. "No, 
no more," she vowed and brought her arm up. "No more, 
you bastard!"

When she tried to slap the teenager, Jeff caught her 
arm just in time. He held her with an iron grip and 
jerked her towards his chest. "There you go again... 
acting like a real bitch," he said.

"I won't. I won't have sex with you again... ever."

Jeff swiftly turned her around and twisted her arm 
behind her back. He put his free arm around her neck 
and held her captive. "Do it. Rip her fucking clothes 
off," he told Danny. "Let's bang this uppity bitch."

The arm tightened around her neck and Diane struggled 
to breathe. Danny quickly followed his buddy's orders. 
Diane was wearing a nice pair of designer jeans and 
Danny relished the thought of stripping them off her 
seductive body. He unsnapped the front and his eyes 
got bigger when he unzipped the jeans to reveal a 
skimpy pair of panties.

Danny struggled to roll the thick garment over her 
hips, but eventually he got them down to her knees. He 
paused to admire the high-cut panties that made Diane 
look absolutely alluring and then he started running 
his fingers around the edges of the panties. Danny 
couldn't wait, as his fingers dipped under the elastic 
and searched for the wetness between her legs.

Diane was horrified when the teenager groped her 
crotch. She attempted to loosen the restraining grip 
around her neck by standing on her tiptoes, but Jeff 
simply pulled his arm backwards and tightened his 
hold. Diane lashed out with her foot, but her 
struggles only heightened the teen's growing desire, 
as Danny quickly ripped off her panties and jeans.

The position was awkward and humiliating for Diane and 
she sobbed when the hot whiffs of Danny's breathing 
washed across her bare tummy and upper thighs. Then 
the two teenager's worked together to remove her fancy 
top and bra. Jeff's free hand undid the buttons of her 
blouse until the garment draped open and put her chest 
on full display to Danny's hungry eyes. In a mere 
moment the blouse was stripped. "Holy shit... that's a 
sexy bra. She must have wanted her tits to show," the 
teen said.

"Wow, you're not kidding... fucking see-through and 
lacy. She wanted us to see her boobs," Jeff stated, as 
he promptly unfastened the clasp. Then the teen yanked 
the bottom of the stretchy bra and marveled when one 
of the luscious boobs popped out into the open. "Look! 
Look at her nipple. It's fucking rock-hard and begging 
us to feel it!"

Virtually naked and shivering, Diane remained defiant. 
"Stop! Don't touch me you little assholes. Stop or 
I'll scream."

"Go ahead. Nobody is going to believe you. Everybody 
in the complex knows you're an uppity slut. They'll 
believe us when we tell them you took off your clothes 
and seduced two innocent teenagers," Jeff whispered.

Diane struggled for all she was worth and managed to 
get free. She wheeled and lashed out at the teen. This 
time she slapped Jeff across the cheek. When his head 
snapped to the side, she felt extremely regretful for 
acting in such an uncommon manner. Jeff pushed her 
backwards and straight into the strong arms of his 
buddy. "Hold her. Let's get at it," he stated and 
furiously ripped off her bra.

Diane stood motionless with Danny's arms wrapped 
around her and she stared straight at the naked 
teenager, as he quickly ripped off all his clothes. 
"Oh gawd, I'm sorry... so sorry. Please, don't... I'm 
sorry," she pleaded. "I didn't mean to hit you."

Jeff led the way out of the room and down the hallway 
to Diane's bedroom. "C'mon... bring her to the 
playground. Our dear little slut is going to give us 
one last screw," he said. "Maybe she'll learn to keep 
her big mouth shut."

Danny literally carried the distraught Diane to her 
bedroom, as her arms and legs thrashed wildly trying 
to resist. Jeff turned once he got inside the room and 
grabbed one of Diane's arms. Her jerked her out of 
Danny's hold and sternly forced her across the room to 
the bed. He pushed her forward and she landed prone on 
the bed with her face buried in the bedding.

Jeff acted so fast that Diane didn't have a chance to 
struggle. He jumped on her back and grabbed her by the 
wrists, extending her arms way up above her head. Then 
the teenager shoved his knees between Diane's and 
forced her legs apart. He only needed a narrow 
separation and Jeff easily spread her legs far enough 
to enable his ramrod to slip into the womanly crotch.

Jeff's face was at the back of her head and he 
shrewdly put his mouth behind her ear. "I know you 
want my cock... don't you, love," he whispered. "Don't 
you?"

The teenager pinned her arms outstretched and then his 
buddy made her struggles futile. Danny grabbed her 
ankle and spread one of her legs out to the side as 
far as it would go. Diane felt the probing. The cock-
head hit the side of her thigh and thrust upwards. 
When the tip grazed her exposed slit, all she could do 
was shake her head and plead. "Jeff, dear gawd Jeff, 
please don't. I'm sorry, so sorry... please don't."

Jeff felt the wetness on the sensitive rim around the 
head of his cock and knew his aim was perfect. He 
jerked his hips enough to feel the womanly juices 
cover the first two or three inches of his shaft and 
then he wanted to wait. "Are you ready, my love," he 
asked.

"No, gawd no."

"Should I ram my cock into her belly?"

"No, no... gawd no."

Jeff let go of one arm and grabbed a big handful of 
hair, jerking her head up. Diane's neck arched and she 
felt his mouth on her ear. "Are you ready, love? Ready 
for my cock?"

Diane had to arch her back because the teen yanked 
harder on her hair. "Gaaawwwk... gaaawwwk."

"Spread your legs... wider... WIDER!"

Diane didn't want to but she couldn't resist. Her back 
arched more and her legs spread. She felt the teen's 
hips jerk a few times and then there was a hard 
determined thrust. When the penis burst into the pit 
of her stomach, she felt her heart rate go out of 
control. The blood surged through her veins and her 
head seemed to swirl crazily in great confusion. 
"Gawd, no, you're in... inside. Gawd no!"

The heat was practically unbearable. Jeff embedded his 
lengthy cock and then he tried to remain fairly still, 
letting his hardon throb wildly inside the heated 
vagina. "Oh baby, now I'm going to fuck you," he 
moaned. "You wanted my blackmail to stop... now you 
can make it stop."

"Yes, yes, please stop."

"I will... after you cream all over my dick."

"Yes... no, gawd no!"

"You don't want me to stop?"

"Yes, yes, please stop."

"After you show me... show me you're serious by having 
an orgasm."

"No, I can't... can't."

"Then I won't stop. I'll blackmail you forever... 
after your husband comes home."

"Oh gawd, no, you can't."

"I will unless... unless you cream. You can stop the 
blackmail."

Her back hurt and she had a difficult time breathing. 
Lack of blood and oxygen going to her brain likely 
caused her great confusion. "No, we can't. Not without 
something... protection. We can't."

"Did you say that to Jeremy? Did you use protection 
with Jeremy?"

Diane prayed he would stop talking. Then his hips 
started moving. Slowly at first, but soon they were 
pumping up and down, driving his cock in and out at a 
frantic rate. The memory was profound and she 
envisioned being ravaged by the black teenager. She 
remembered the first time. Jeremy used a condom and 
the sex wasn't dangerous. Then she recalled how she 
lay in his strong arms and somehow lost her conscious 
reasoning.

The sex had just happened. Diane remembered how she 
dreamed of being in bed with her husband and that the 
sex was all right. She suffered probably the most 
profound orgasm of her life and then her world 
crumbled. Jeremy hadn't used protection and her belly 
was filled with cum from a black man. All of a sudden 
she was afraid. Not because of being ravaged by the 
dominating teenager but by the confused state of her 
mind.

Diane was face down and her arms and legs were spread-
eagled on the bed. The teenager was fearlessly riding 
her and every time Jeff pumped his hips, he embedded 
his cock. "Well, did you? Did Jeremy use a condom?"

Diane shook her head trying to regain a measure of 
control. "Yes... no, oh gawd, he used me... gawd, we 
did it," she moaned. "Oh gawd, he didn't... it fell 
off and we had sex."

"You had unprotected sex?"

"Oh gawd, yes. It just happened... we had sex and 
Jeremy didn't use a condom."

"Get ready, love. We're going to do it one last time," 
Jeff whispered. "When you cum all over my cock, you 
can stop the blackmail."

"Gawd, yes... stop the blackmail."

"You know what you have to do!"

"Yes, yes, I know," Diane moaned. The cock moved 
easily in and out of her honey-hole and the head 
seemed to hit the deepest core with every thrust.

"Remember the movie... how you creamed. Now you can 
save yourself... cum and save yourself."

There it was! An earthshaking spasm shot through her 
midsection and two or three random convulsions erupted 
in her deepest regions. This was the point of every 
sexual encounter where she had to decide. She could 
grit her teeth with the strongest determination and 
vow to resist the temptation or she could submit to 
the powerful sensations. Suddenly the tremors turned 
into a steady stream and the womanly cream flowed 
freely to coat the thick penis buried to the hilt. 
Diane felt the hottest blast of semen jettison out of 
the cock-head and knew the teenager was climaxing. "Oh 
gawd, no, no, don't cum."

"Baby, baby, you're the sexiest woman in the world... 
so hot and sexy," Jeff groaned, as his balls throbbed 
crazily.

The river of cum poured out of her belly. "No, no, I 
can't... can't... not like this."

"Oh baby, keep cumming. Cum all over my cock."

The severe convulsions started in the pit of her 
stomach and she didn't know how to stop the rumbling, 
as it rippled into every part of her being. Diane 
closed her eyes, as the powerful orgasm took over. Her 
sweating body twitched and jerked, but she couldn't 
move much with the teenager lying on top. The cock 
barely moved in and out yet it was enough to caress 
every nerve ending inside her overheated vagina. 
Nothing seemed real so she reasoned that nothing bad 
could happen and she tried to endure the everlasting 
ecstasy.

When the teenager collapsed, she tried to regain some 
sort of normal breathing. Luckily Danny gave her a 
choice because Diane wasn't sure if she could stand 
another sexual intercourse. "Blowjob! I can't wait... 
suck my cock," the teenager ordered. "I need you to 
suck my cock... bad."

The one teenager got off her back and the other rolled 
her over. Diane was forced to sit up and then there 
was a hard, throbbing cock shoved in her face. She 
obediently put her hand on the imposing penis and then 
she tightened her fingers to control how much was 
forced into her mouth. Diane wisely realized that by 
giving the teen a blowjob, she wouldn't get ravaged by 
Danny.

Diane used all of her skill to satisfy the teenager's 
desire. She kept two or three inches of rock-hard 
steel inside her mouth and rolled her tongue slowly 
around the flared cock-rim. The seedy taste of precum 
wasn't as bad as she thought and she willingly 
squeezed the cock in a milking fashion to speed up 
Danny's climax.

All of a sudden the teen's stomach heaved frantically 
in and out and Diane gasped when a stream of cum 
filled her mouth. She swallowed and merely tried to 
hold the cock steady in both hands, as the cream 
flowed down her throat. The teenager had his hands 
around her head and he forced her to keep his cock 
inside her mouth for what seemed like an eternity.

Nothing was said after Danny's climax and the 
teenagers quickly got dressed. Diane sat up and 
watched. She felt used and kind of dirty yet the 
feeling wasn't as upsetting as she imagined. She was 
almost in a dreamlike state. Her finger slowly wiped 
something off her chin and slipped up to her lips, as 
her tongue lashed out to clean her finger. The bitter 
taste was surprising and not revolting like she 
thought. Then her other hand slipped down and into her 
sweaty crotch.

Diane felt the immense wetness. Her fingers swiped 
across her puffed up labia and got coated with the 
leaking cum, as her mind raced backwards to the 
extremely dangerous encounter with the teenager. When 
her finger dipped into the vast wetness, all she 
thought of was what happened to her body. An 
unfamiliar orgasm of a lifetime washed over her 
delicate soul. Even having vowed not to succumb to any 
raging desire, her willpower hadn't been strong 
enough. 

The teenagers glanced at the sexy naked woman who was 
licking the fingers of one hand and groping her crotch 
with the other. They were more concerned with the 
prior sexual experiences and couldn't wait to brag to 
all of their friends. Diane watched the teens depart 
and then her mind snapped back to reality. She 
immediately collected all of the evidence Jeff handed 
her when they arrived and could only pray that the 
material was all of the incriminating evidence. Diane 
wondered if the teenagers were telling the truth about 
not blackmailing her again, but then she wondered what 
she really wanted. 

THE END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
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