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Darlene thought Sharon was one of the sexiest women around and looked forward to a sexual encounter with her. (MFF, reluc, bi, oral, intr, mc, swingers) *** Sharon was the happiest mother in the world. She was fairly happily married; although her husband was on the road a lot with his job, yet she did her best taking care of a baby and the house without a man around most of the time. The best part of the day was taking her six month daughter for walks, which proved to be perfect bonding times for the two. It was during one of those daily walks through the neighborhood park that she met a young couple who had secretly watched her almost every day. Rob and Darlene were about the same age as Sharon and they had been married for three years when their sex life took a radical change. They had a very active sex life, but were always looking for new and interesting twists when Rob suggested a threesome. Darlene not only agreed with her husband, but she allowed Rob to set up a sexual trio with a man from his work. When Darlene found out the man was black, she was horrified. It took her almost a month to get over the shock, but eventually a yearlong threesome commenced. Darlene had to admit the affair with Rob and his friend Ken was extremely satisfying, not only physically but also emotionally. As with most swinging couples, it didn't take Rob long before he had the desire to watch his wife with another woman. He was sort of jealous watching Darlene and Ken together, as the sex appeared not only erotic, but very hot and steamy as if he was watching an X-Rated porno movie. Rob kind of figured that a threesome with another woman wouldn't be as traumatic and he wouldn't get jealous. Things couldn't have worked out any better. Both Rob and Darlene were avid photographers and they always had a camera in hand when out walking or driving. It was Darlene who noticed Sharon weeks earlier and in particular the woman's physical features that were definitely bountiful and luscious. Rob knew his wife had been always jealous of women with big boobs and Sharon had a set of tits no man could resist, but strangely Darlene quickly accepted the woman's scrumptious endowment. They were in the middle of the park and taking pictures of the gorgeous flowers that were in full bloom. "Honey, you know how we've talked about... about having... well having a threesome with another woman," she whispered. "I know the perfect woman." Rob looked up from his camera and instantly noticed the beautiful mother pushing her baby carriage across the large grass strip. "Holy shit, baby, you're right... so fucking right," he replied and stared at Sharon. Rob knew his wife was talking about the woman and he was utterly amazed at the profound luck. "Let's go talk to her, honey. I've met her a couple of times at the store and around the neighborhood and she is extremely friendly," Darlene said. "Oh sugar, you're the best. For sure, let's meet her," Rob replied. They approached the attractive woman and Darlene took the initiative. "Excuse me. My husband and I have noticed you several times walking your baby around the park. We absolutely adore you and think you portray the perfect mother," she told a shocked Sharon. "My name is Darlene and this is my husband, Rob." "Hello, hi... I mean hi, it is nice to meet you," Sharon stuttered trying to act normal. "We are taking pictures for a community magazine and would love to take some of you... with the stroller and baby," Darlene said. "Well... well I guess," Sharon replied and watched the eager husband start clicking away, as he took a steady stream of pictures. "Here, I'll walk with you and we can get to know each other," Sharon stated. "We can chitchat and I'll get info for the article we're planning for the mag." The two started walking along the path, which wound around a small pond and up a slight grade towards a nice patch of bushes. It didn't take long for the small talk to begin and for Darlene to find out all about the young wife. The woman knew what questions to ask and it didn't take her long to put the timid mother at ease. Sharon completely forgot that Rob was taking pictures of her. The two women reached a small seating area where Darlene noticed Sharon would often sit on one of the benches. Sharon often took the opportunity to take her baby girl out of the stroller and show her all of the pretty scenery, which she did once they sat down. The two women talked for a while and Sharon held her baby on her knee. The conversation ended very casually with Darlene telling Sharon that they will have some pictures ready in about two days. "I should have my article fairly complete by Friday and would dearly love to show it to you. I would also like to get your approval for the pictures, as I don't want to publish something that you don't like." Sharon liked Darlene a lot and she felt totally at ease with the woman. "Sure, I'd love to see what you've done... also see the pictures before you do put them in the magazine," she replied and promptly put her baby back in the stroller. "Friday is fairly free. What time would you like?" "Let's say three," Darlene said and then wrote her address on the back of one of Rob's business cards. Then the encounter abruptly ended with Sharon going in one direction and Darlene and Rob in another. *** The Friday afternoon meeting went extremely well and once again Darlene easily put her new friend at ease. She showed Sharon the news article for the community magazine and then she led the way to an upstairs room the couple used as a picture gallery. When they entered the large room, the vast amount of pictures and neatly organized display panels took Sharon's breath away. Rob was meticulous and he had several panels or room dividers spread out around the room that made the room look like a maze. Each panel was covered with a similar set of pictures and all of them appeared splendid and beautiful. Darlene casually walked up to the first panel and described the obvious intent of the group of pictures that showed several kids playing in a playground. "Rob did this one for the June community newsletter. He wanted to show how our playground is greatly appreciated by all of the kids in the neighborhood." Then Darlene went to the next panel and the next, as she kept telling Sharon about the sequence of gorgeous pictures. One was about the July 4th neighborhood celebrations held in the park. Another was about the August festivities that were held to commemorate the celebrated citizens that supported and represented the community in politics for many years. They walked around one of the panels and came up to the set of pictures that were taken at the park during their first meeting. Sharon stared at the amazing gallery and couldn't believe she was the main focus, as Rob had an apparent talent to take phenomenal photos. Her eyes slowly shifted from one photo to the next and each one made her heart skip a beat. Darlene noticed her friend's amazement. "Rob does know how to take good pictures. Then again, when you have a splendid subject, it is easy to make them look lovely." "Yes, oh yes, his work is very beautiful. Wow, I can't believe that is me," Sharon whispered, as she blushed profusely. Darlene proceeded to explain the written article that went along with the pictures. She said how they were trying to get everyone in the community to appreciate what events and structures there were and hopefully that would entice everyone to attend and use the various facilities. "As you can see, we tried to capture the aspect that we are a young, vibrant neighborhood and that everyone is welcome." "Yes, I like the article and do think you did a nice job," Sharon said. They continued walking and Darlene pretended it was an accident when they rounded one partition and abruptly came to a stop in front of several photos that caused her to gasp. "Oh... oh my, I'm sorry. I didn't realize Rob had put these up," she stated, as her voice sort of went higher and higher. Instead of running or moving away from the brazen pictures of an obvious sexual encounter between a white woman and a very black man, she grabbed Sharon's arm and stood motionless. Sharon stared without blinking and her mouth gapped wide open. She recognized Darlene as the naked woman and almost fainted at the sight of a very well-endowed black man. Her eyes started at the top left photo and slowly moved from one to another across the wide panel until moving down to the second row. Each photo got more brazen and explicit, as she glanced at them, and she had trouble regaining her breathing. Darlene felt her friend move as if trying to walk away, but she didn't relax her firm grip on the woman's elbow. "Oh my, you must think I'm a slut, but it isn't what it looks like," she stated. "No, no, I don't," Sharon replied as her eyes remained fixed on the photos. "Well, it was one of Rob's wishes. He wanted to show the beautiful contrast... yano, between black and white... male and female." "Yes, I can see. It looks very... quite attractive," Sharon said and her eyes lingered on an explicit photo that showed the man's extended manhood in Darlene's dainty hand. Then she glanced at the next picture and noticed how Darlene had rolled all of the foreskin down the thick shaft to fully expose the bulbous penis head. "Oh geez, I feel so embarrassed. I didn't know Rob put these up. I'm sorry," Darlene said. "No, it's okay, really." "Thank you. I don't want you to think I do this all the time. I just thought they made adorable pictures. Hey, we have to keep our husband's happy." "Yes, we do. You look ravishing," Sharon said and actually believed the compliment, as her friend did appear very beautiful and photogenic in all of the photos. Darlene smiled when she noticed Sharon's mouth gapping wide open and saw that she was staring at the big black cock. "His name is Ken. He's a wonderful man and the greatest lover," Darlene whispered. "Have you ever had an interracial encounter?" It took a few seconds for Sharon to fully grasp what her friend had asked. "No, gawd no, never. I've never had an affair with a black man... with any man." "Rob and I have an open marriage and we both like the same thing when it comes to sex. He wanted to have a threesome... and well... well, after much coaxing and convincing, he talked me into one," Darlene said. Sharon didn't know what to say, as she was still too shocked. "Aaahhh, yes, I mean, it is good you both wanted the same thing." Darlene was overly excited and babbled like a schoolgirl. "C'mon, let me take some pictures of you. You're such a beautiful, sexy woman and I just know you'll look fantastic. We won't take any nudies, just some alluring photos that you can give your husband when he returns." Sharon had previously revealed that her husband was on a two-week business trip so he wouldn't be home for over a week. "Oh no, I couldn't... not pictures." "C'mon, they'll look pretty and be a nice present for your husband." Before Sharon realized it, her friend had sort of pushed her and guided her into the next room, which was full of camera equipment and special props and lights for professional picture taking. There was no way Sharon ever planned on allowing her friend to take photos, but Darlene was on a mission. She practically pushed Sharon into the middle of several props that were strewn around the room and swiftly grabbed her Nikon camera. As strange as it seemed, Sharon started brushing her clothes as if trying to make them look neater and better for the camera. She heard the shutter click several times and then Darlene was asking her to take different poses. Some lights were turned on for mood lighting and Darlene also turned on a wind machine to get that outdoorsy look. Her hair blew lightly in the breeze and Sharon turned her head in every direction when asked by Darlene. When Darlene requested Sharon open a button or two of her blouse, she didn't mind too much, but that changed in a hurry. "I think your husband will love these next ones," Darlene said and tossed something at Sharon. "I know what men are like when they've been away for two weeks and haven't had any." The woman winked at her in a knowing fashion, as Sharon caught the shear nightie. "But, what," Sharon mumbled and held the garment up to inspect it. "You can change behind the screen," Darlene said and pointed at a small change area. "This should get hubby's heart pounding when he sees you in a skimpy nightie and ready for his return." Sharon didn't want to offend the woman so she slowly shuffled across the room. She had to agree that the pictures would surely be enjoyed by her husband, as he loved seeing her in sexy clothes or even naked. She only removed her top and pants and didn't need to take anything else off. When she timidly returned to the prop area, Darlene had her stand beside a big plush, easy chair. Darlene immediately started taking pictures and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Her plan had been formed days earlier and she knew precisely how she was going to get control over the sexy mother. "Yes, yes, like that. Now put your hand out... yes, like that. Now, on the back of the chair... face me, yes, just lay your hand on the chair. Look at me... yes, yes, give hubby a big smile and let him see how happy you are to have him back." There was nothing salacious or too risqué and Sharon didn't mind too much. She had no idea that Darlene cleverly shifted the camera to one side so the main subject was off-centered in the photos, which left room to add someone else in the pictures. Sharon had never really paid attention to things like photo-editing, but she was in for the biggest surprise of her life. At the end, she did breathe a big sigh and almost sprinted back to change out of the revealing nightie. When she finally left for home, Sharon was still very anxious about what had just transpired, but shrugged off her doubts thinking her husband would be pleased. *** The two friends sat in the living room and the conversation suddenly turned serious. "When we took these pictures the other day, I fully intended on blackmailing you," Darlene stated, as she held up a big manila envelope. "My fantasy... my dream is to watch you." Sharon was too stunned to reply, as her mind went back to the afternoon photo-shoot. She remembered Darlene's nonchalant requests and there was nothing overly explicit or sexual supposed to happen. At one point, donning the shear nightie was theoretically intended to entice her husband and give him a present after being away for two weeks and it seemed innocent at the time. When she modelled, there was nothing erotic or sexual in any of the poses. Darlene opened the envelope and shoved a photo in front of Sharon's face. "I think you and Ken look good together," she said and grinned at her frightened friend. Sharon stared at the shameless image and her heart pounded so hard that it was extremely hard to breathe. She had a very hard time controlling her emotions after seeing her hand full of big, black cock and it was something she could never explain to her husband. "But... but... but I never did that. I was not with a man... with anyone." "I know. It's called photo-shopping and I'm sure you can see that no one could ever tell this wasn't for real. Everyone will believe you're holding something big and black and beautiful," Darlene whispered. Sharon stared in disbelief at the brazen picture. Darlene was right. No one would believe the picture was edited or changed, as it looked very real. Her eyes got teary and her heart pounded hard in her chest. "Why, what do you want?" Darlene shifted across the sofa until she was beside Sharon. During the afternoon photo shoot, she made Sharon pose and take positions which would enable her to add a man into the shots. The one that pleased her most was having Sharon stand facing the camera with a big smile on her face. Her open hand was off to one side resting on top of the back of an easy chair, which made it easy to photo-shop Ken into the picture. The hand was at the perfect location and height for Ken's long, hard penis. Sharon blinked a few times, but the photo of her seemingly holding a black cock wouldn't go away. Then Darlene spread several photos out on the coffee table, which was in front of the sofa. There was a deathly silence for a long time before Sharon slowly turned away from the damning pictures and looked to her left. All of a sudden Darlene grabbed a handful of hair and yanked. "Stop whining, slut! You know you can't resist or your life will be ruined. Do you want to know what I have planned for you... do you?" It felt like her hair had been yanked out of her head when the woman tilted her head to the side. Sharon stared back into the dark eyes of the devil and knew she was being forced. "Yeeaaaa... yes, tell me. What do you want?" she asked. "Good, you understand! If you obey and do exactly what I order you to do, your husband won't find out... or no one for that matter will find out about your infidelity," Darlene stated and jerked hard on the hair tangled between her fingers. "But... but, I never did anything. You changed the pictures," Sharon pleaded. "Yes, but no one will ever know they were photo- shopped," Darlene replied. "When your husband sees that big black cock in your hand, what do you think he'll say?" "Oh, you can't... no, you can't show him!" "Darling, you can be assured that I will... unless," Darlene whispered and left the sentence hanging. "What do you want... what do I have to do?" Darlene glared into the teary eyes, as she gave another firm jerk on the tangled hair. "Good, I promise your husband will never see the pictures. He'll never know what happened between you and Ken," Darlene said. "Dear gawd, what do you mean? Ken, no... I can't, not with a black man... any man. What do you mean?" Her body trembled and it was hard to remain seated beside the woman. "Oh lord, my husband would never understand." "You're going to get dressed in that pretty, sexy nightie you had on for the pictures and then have sex with Ken." Sharon was positive she was going to faint. She was dizzy and wondered if there was a way out of the dilemma. "No, no, no." Darlene let go of the hair and grabbed the nightie that she had conveniently stashed beside the sofa. She tossed the shear garment into Sharon's face and smiled. "Here, put this on. NOW!" She was in a complete daze. Sharon's hands vibrated and it was hard to strip her clothes, but eventually she was naked. She didn't dare look at the woman and donned the nightie as quickly as she could, not wanting to stay naked longer than necessary. The biggest wave of relief washed over her when she was dressed and then she heard a noise. A door opened and closed and no one moved. Sharon's heart was already racing and she didn't think it could beat any faster, but she was wrong. She was standing beside the sofa and listened to soft footsteps approaching from the far side of the room. Her heart pounded and the blood throbbed at her temples, which made her slightly lightheaded. She sensed rather than felt someone move up behind her and she didn't dare turn her head or look. Ken put his big hand in the center of Sharon's back and guided her across the floor. Her feet shuffled and in the blink of an eye she was moving down a long, dimly lit hallway. Sharon didn't have to open the bedroom door because it was already open and she was pushed and steered into the darkened room. Thankfully the darkness felt comforting and a little calming. Sharon held her breath when the person behind her guided her over to the wall and gave a push on her back. "Please, please don't hurt me," she whispered and suddenly realized her protest must have sounded utterly pathetic. *** She stood up straight and put her hands on the wall just above her shoulders when she was pushed so she wouldn't bang into the wall. Before she felt the heat of the body brush up against her back, Sharon sensed someone directly behind her. The hot breath washed across the side of her face and then she felt hands on top of her flared hips. Strong fingers dug into her heated flesh and slowly pulled her lower body away from the wall while leaving her slightly bent over. Her hands remained on the wall for support and she held her breath, as she was too afraid to move. Fingers grabbed the bottom of the nightie and slowly rolled the shear garment up her torso. Ken smiled when her hands came off the wall just long enough for him to remove the nightie and then Sharon replaced her hands on the wall to regain her balance. It was a nightmare and the darkness helped. All of a sudden something long, hard and burning slipped between the top of her milky thighs. Sharon's mind raced, as the dilemma seemed overwhelming, and she started huffing and puffing for much needed air. "Gaaaahhh, oh gaaaa... nooooo. Please, no. Don't hurt me." The hard cock slithered through her crotch and pressed into the soaked slit between her legs. Then Ken leaned forward and pressed his lips against the burning ear. "Spread your legs. Let me feel that wet pussy with my big cock," he whispered and taunted her by licking her ear. "Holy shit... you're fucking soaked." Sharon wanted to die. She wasn't sure where the moisture was coming from, but her entire crotch felt damp and wet. She felt the cock press into her slit and knew her juices coated every inch of the scorching meat. "Oh, nooooo, please don't... please." "Good girl. Darlene said you were easy... hot and easy." "What, no... no," Sharon pleaded and felt something push into her wetness. She opened her eyes, but the darkness was stifling and she fully realized the stranger was Darlene's black friend. In the blink of an eye, her feet came off the floor and something searing pierced her soul. Ken felt the head of his massive cock enter the small opening and he thrust his hips with the might of a madman. "Oh fuck... fuck baby, oh fuck, you're hot... fucking hot," as a few inches of his ramrod entered the inferno. "Oh baby... oh baby... fuck baby." She sort of balanced in midair, high on her tiptoes. "No... nooooo... nooooo." Sharon felt the strong fingers dig into her heated flesh and hold her body steady. Ken held her hips and rammed another three or four inches into his white slut. "Oh fuck, hold on baby... wait for it." "No, never... never, you bastard!" "Yes, yes, keep moving that gorgeous ass... move it, baby." "No, no, never!" "Oh shit, yes... move that sexy ass." "Never... never." "Holy fuck... oh geezus. Keep moving, yes!" Ken deftly twisted his torso to expose one luscious cheek and then he slapped the bare ass. "YES, FUCK YES, move that gorgeous ass, baby." "Nooooo... nooooo." Sharon felt the man twist the other way and slap her other bare cheek as hard as he could a few times. "OWE... please, don't hurt me, please." "Oh shit... yes, keep moving... YES!" Ken buried his throbbing cock to the hilt. He held the flared hips away from the wall and slowly pumped in and out of the tight honey-hole. When the hips squirmed and rotated around and around, he thrust with all his might. "What? No, no," Sharon pleaded, as strange spasms rocked her entire body. "What... what?" "Sweet fuck, yes, keep doing that. I love white whores!" "What, what, no... noooooo." Ken felt the powerful muscles milk his pulsating hardon. Every time he tightened his stomach and thrust his hips forward, he drove his cock to the hilt. "Fuck yes, fuck yes, move that cunt. Yes, yes!" "No, no, stop. Please stop." "Sweet fuck, yes, you're the best. Fuck me... fuck me!" Nobody had ever treated her like a whore and Sharon desperately knew she should protest, yet her body seemed out of control. When her hips started vibrating, her guts exploded. Suddenly she was pressed up against the wall and she had to turn her face. The vast cream flowed and intense convulsions erupted in her belly. "Gaaawww, gaaawww." "Aah, shit, no, not yet... damn. Spread your legs. Wait baby, wait." "Whaaa, whaaa." "Yes... wider! Yes, perfect." Ken kept his cock embedded and relished the intense heat. "Whaaa, noooo." Sharon didn't know how her legs spread yet her feet were about two feet apart. Her bald pelvis banged against the wall and she couldn't stop her gyrating hips. "Oh fuck, yes, yes. Holy fuck, baby, you're creaming! You're fucking creaming!" "No, no, no." Without warning her head jerked backwards and it felt like her hair had been yanked out by the roots. Ken pinned the head against the wall and put his mouth directly on Sharon's ear. "You're cumming all over a black cock. Cum, baby, cum all over my cock!" "No, I can't... no, I can't." Her hips jerked out of control and rocked back and forth, as she milked the disgusting man-cock. She was always the one who had to prolong intercourse yet this time her body belonged to the devil. "Do you want some cum, baby. I'm going to fill your white cunt with cum... then we'll do it again." Sharon was flabbergasted. Her untimely orgasm flourished and she couldn't stop the free-flowing juices, but another sexual encounter with Ken sounded far too dramatic. "Oh gawd, no, no, I can't. No more." Ken pulled back and held for a brief moment, as the pressure built. Then he powered his hips at the thrashing buttocks and lifted the distraught woman off the floor. The first blast of cream erupted and then it was followed by a continuous flow of virile semen, as Ken climaxed in the womanly domain. He heard whimpers coming from the sweaty woman and they merely energized the sexual encounter. Her back was arched and so was her neck, as Ken yanked on her hair. Her torso was trapped and allowed the maniac to fuck her anyway he wanted. It seemed her juices had no end and she kept coating the thick meat, making it easier for Ken to pump his hardened cock in and out of her ravaged cavity. After the longest and most intense orgasm of her life, Sharon almost collapsed, but she remained upright. She was pinned against the wall and felt a never-ending pumping, as Ken used and abused her body. When the last spasm caused Ken to thrust forward and fully entrench his cock, Sharon imagined the horrible encounter might be over. They both clung together and it took several seconds for each to regain a measure of control. "Baby, that was the best. Darlene was right, you're hot and horny. I've never had a wench cum so fast and long... baby, you're the best." Sharon merely moaned and groaned. She would never admit to feeling a touch of regret when Ken slowly withdrew his stellar cock. All of a sudden he pushed her to her knees. "Suck it, baby. Suck my cock and get it nice and hard. I want to watch you cream all over my dick again... and again." Sharon was shocked. By now her eyes were used to the darkness and she stared at the semi-hard cock that drooped in front of her blushing face. She would never understand how her dainty hand got up to Ken's crotch or how her fingers got wrapped around the big penis. Her hand sort of lifted the cock and aimed the head straight at her mouth. Sharon never intended on sucking, but all of a sudden a big hand grabbed her by the hair and shoved. His fingers intertwined in the long curly hair and Ken forced Sharon's head forward, as he thrust his cock into her open mouth. She frantically tried to twist and turn her head, but Ken was too strong. "MMMuuuuu, mmmmmmmm," she moaned, as the cock filled her mouth. "That's it, baby... suck. Suck!" Ken chuckled when he heard her cough and almost choke. "Get me hard, babe, so I can fuck you again." Sharon shook her head and tried to let him know she wasn't happy. "Nnnnnnn... mmmmmmm." "Are you going to cum all over my dick again... fuck, I can't believe you acted like a whore." Sharon couldn't remember being more embarrassed. Her mind rushed back to when she was plastered up against the wall. Then her head filled with vivid visions of the most climatic orgasm of her life and her body going out of control with a big, black cock buried inside her precious inner being. The colorful and also dramatic images left nothing to the imagination. Sharon felt her temples pulsating, as her fingers squeezed the thick hardon and she tried to prevent the cock from being rammed down her throat. The cock started throbbing like crazy and seemed even bigger than before. She contemplated whether it was possible to escape, but her train of thought was quickly interrupted, as Ken grabbed her by the arms. She was on her feet and moving across the floor in a heartbeat. Sharon noticed the bed and then she was flat on her back with her legs spread wide. She watched the shadowy figure slither between her legs and grab her thighs, as Ken roughly yanked her across the sheets until her bum was perfectly placed at the edge of the bed. Ken laughed and watched her squirm and twist madly trying to evade his attack. Even in the dim lighting he noticed the cleanly shaven pelvis and the hint of wet pussy. He pushed harder on the shapely thighs and spread them as wide as he could. Then he rolled and twisted his hips until his pecker rested directly on top of the bare pelvis. Ken listened to the whimpering and kept moving his hips so that his cock rolled back and forth across the shivering flesh. Sharon arched her back and saw what Ken was doing. "Please, please don't. I can't, no more, I can't... please." Ken let go of the thighs and grabbed his hardon with his right hand. "This time... wait. Let me give that gorgeous pussy some real cock before you go off," he whispered and skillfully moved his hips backwards. Ken swiped the head of his ramrod down through the wetness until he grazed the puckered asshole. Sharon tried to shift her torso and move away from the black man, but her hips remained at the edge of the bed. Her legs were virtually useless, as they were splayed so wide, and it was easy for Ken to lift slightly and then thrust hard. The bulbous head of his ramrod spread the puffy labia and pierced her heart, as inches of hard steel entered her vagina. Sharon had trouble breathing. She stared down at her crotch and even the dim lighting didn't hide the fact several inches of the black cock were buried inside of her. She wanted to yell or scream at Ken to stop and leave her alone, but all that came out were mumbled grunts and groans. "Oh shit... yes, grind that sexy ass, baby, move it," Ken ordered. "Gaaaawwww... gaaaawww." "That's it, baby, fuck me... fuck me! Oh fuck baby, yes... yes!" Sharon wondered what the hell the man was talking about, as she squirmed on the bouncing bed. "Naaaa... noooo." The heat was intense and Ken rammed the entire length of his cock into the inferno. "Fuck, baby, you're the hottest... tightest piece of ass. Keep moving that pussy." "Nooooo... naaaawwww." "Christ yes, move your ass. Yes... yes!" "No, no, no." "Faster... faster... FASTER!" Sharon cringed at the vile orders and felt like a cheap whore. She felt the cock moving in and out and every time Ken thrust, her body shuddered like crazy. "Stop, please... oh please, stop." "Sweet fuck, move that cunt... move it, sweetheart!" Her hips thrust and moved despite her resolve to remain motionless. "Ooooohhh, ooooohhh," she moaned. "Fuck yes, fuck yes." "No, no, no." "Yes, keep moving... like that. Oh baby, keep shoving that sexy cunt at me. Do it, baby, do it!" Sharon arched her back and couldn't understand what was happening, as her body went out of control. "Noooo, gaaawww." Ken grabbed the top of the flared hips and held them steady as he rammed his throbbing cock to the hilt. "You're the best fuck. I'm ready... this time I'm ready, sweetheart," he said, as he slowly pumped his stellar ramrod in and out. "Oh Christ, you're the best... the best fuck." The man's crude statement made her cringe, but she couldn't slow down her thrashing hips. It seemed she matched Ken's thrusts with perfect timing and enabled the intercourse to gain momentum. "What? No, no, I can't." The heat was intense and so was the pressure on his cock. "Yes, yes, YES! Baby, you're doing it... fuck yes, yes! I'm cumming... I'm cumming!" *** She must have passed out after the lengthy climax and was vaguely aware of Ken departing. Sharon opened her eyes at the sudden movement beside her on the bed and she noticed her friend smiling at her. "Honey, oh honey, how was he? How was Kenny?" Darlene asked. "Da, uuhh, uuhh," Sharon mumbled trying to make sense of what had happened. "Love, this was only the beginning of our relationship," Darlene stated. "I think you know you're under our control after what has happened." "What? No, I'm not doing anymore," Sharon pleaded. "My love, you have to do what we say, or else," Darlene said and crinkled her brow in a questioning manner. "Or else... or else?" Sharon was in a state of shock and realized her life was spinning out of control. "You don't want your husband to find out. Your life will be ruined!" Darlene stared straight into the teary eyes. All of the air came out of her lungs, as Sharon sighed. "Please, oh please," she moaned. Darlene moved a little closer and an excited smile crossed her face when she whispered. "Your husband comes home on Friday so we'll give you a couple of days with him before having you over." Sharon stared in disbelief. "What, no, I won't." Her smile got bigger and Darlene stared straight at her shivering friend. "My love, I won't tell you again. If you want us to keep the secret, you'll do what we say." *** The next days passed and Sharon got more apprehensive with every phone call or knock at the door. She knew Darlene was serious and that her friend would call, but when the phone rang, she didn't want to answer it. She simply picked up the receiver and held it to her ear. "My love, I hope you've enjoyed the past few days with hubby," Darlene said, as she listened to the heavy breathing coming from the other end of the phone. Sharon shivered and finally found enough courage to respond. "Yes. Yes, it has been terrific and we've been very busy... are very busy." "I know. I spoke to your husband this morning on his way out of town. He said he was going for a day and wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon," Darlene informed the shocked woman. "Oh! Yes, he's going, but expects to be back right away." "Look, it's three o'clock. We're having a quiet foursome this evening and are excited to have you over again. You probably want to get spruced up before coming over." "No, I can't. I have plans and can't come over." "Funny, that wasn't what your husband said." "Huuhh." "Yes, he said you had nothing on and would love the company." Sharon gritted her teeth and decided she was going to put a stop once and for all to the woman's domination. It was impossible to do over the phone so she decided to confront Darlene before she could do any devious scheming. "I'll come over. We can have a tea and talk," she whispered. Darlene was ecstatic. She hung up the phone and told her husband that the planned encounter would start early, as Sharon was on her way over. "I'll get everything going and you know what to do. Make sure he's over here right away and you guys keep out of the way until the right time," she said and gave Rob the biggest smile. Sharon quickly arranged for the woman next door to look after her baby, as the woman insisted on looking after her daughter whenever she went out. She lived about ten minutes away and across the big park so it didn't take her long to get to Darlene's. Her heart pounded so hard and fast that she wasn't able to breathe when she rang the doorbell. The door opened and she was met by the grinning face of her controlling friend. Sharon pushed the stroller and she stepped into the house and was determined to take charge. "Darlene, I have to put a stop to the intimidation and sex," she said, as the door closed behind her. Her life changed in an instant. The hand came out of nowhere and the slap literally snapped her head to the side. "I don't allow my sluts to talk back to me," Darlene said and pushed the unsteady woman backwards. The next few minutes passed and felt like a lifetime, as all of her courage disappeared with a push, shove and some sips of alcohol. Sharon would look back on the encounter with great dismay. She stumbled into the living room being pushed by the overpowering Darlene. They merely mumbled at each other and suddenly a bottle of booze was handed to her, as they sat down on a big sofa. She was coaxed and encouraged to drink and without much trouble about half of her bottle was drank. When her head started to swirl around in a slight daze, Sharon quickly decided to stop drinking. They chatted and then she worked up the nerve to protest. "Aaahhh, Darlene, we can't do anything. Before was a mistake. I shouldn't have... have been with Ken," she said and cringed when Darlene made a sudden move. "My love, it's too late. You had sex with Ken; you had sex with Ken and creamed all over his big, black cock." "No, yes, but it was a mistake." "A fucking mistake that could ruin your reputation if you aren't a good little girl and do everything I tell you." "Yes, no... I know, but I can't do anything else." Darlene literally jumped on top of the stunned woman and pinned her in a corner of the sofa. She kissed Sharon on the lips before she could resist and put her hands on the flushed cheeks to make sure to restrain her victim. When the kiss broke, as quick as it started, it was apparent who was in-charge. "You're my little slut and will do anything I demand... or else!" An escape was blocked and Darlene relished the whimpering from her captive. Sharon didn't know what to do, as she tried to reason with the woman. "Please, no more... we can't do anything. I want the affair to stop." Darlene was encouraged, as she lay on top of the trembling torso, and she glared straight into the teary eyes. "I have everything planned out. You can't resist or your life will be ruined. I'm sure you understand that much," she whispered, as the grin on her face was stern and very animated. When the realization hit, Sharon felt her stomach heave with great despair. "Please, oh please, let me go." "First you're going to service all three of us. Then you're going to get serviced by everyone." Sharon tried to catch her breath and control her heartbeat. "Huuhh, whaaaa... whaaat," she moaned. The woman moved so fast that Sharon didn't have a chance to evade another sudden kiss. It was furious, as Darlene's tongue was instantly inside her mouth and bashing her own. Again the kiss was over in a flash. Darlene reached behind and grabbed a handful of hair and yanked until she could see into the teary eyes. "First you're going to perform cunnilingus on me; then you're going to suck Robbie's cock and then you're going to suck Kenny's cock!" Sharon gasped for air, as she pleaded. "Oh please... please noooo." The smile on Darlene's face was wide and dramatic. "After that, I'm going to give you the finger-fucking and tonguing of your life." "Oh gawd, no, no," Sharon pleaded, as she felt the woman's free hand reach between her legs. Any escape seemed to be blocked by Darlene, as she pinned her on the sofa. "Please... please don't touch me." Darlene jerked the hair and kept staring into the bright eyes. "Then Rob is going to make you his slut. You're going to cum all over his cock... or else!" Her molestation was crude and vulgar, as she cupped the shivering pelvis and knew precisely where to press hard with her middle finger. "I'm going to watch you cum all over Robbie's cock!" The threat sounded real and Sharon shivered in not only dismay, but fear. "Geez, no, no. I can't... never!" Darlene knew exactly where the slit was and she rubbed her middle finger over the denim material, pressing hard on the core of Sharon's crotch. "Yes, my love. After Ken watches all of it happen, he's going to be so fucking horny that he can't wait. Do you remember last time?" Darlene grinned and faked a slap, which caused Sharon to cringe and turn a little to one side. Sharon pressed her thighs together, but it didn't stop the molestation. All of a sudden Darlene shifted to the side and lay beside her, but still keeping a firm hold of her hair. When a hand started caressing her body, Sharon remained motionless and stared straight ahead. She felt the hot breath wash across her cheek and tried to remain calm. "We can't... I have to go, please, I have to go," she whispered. Darlene shoved her hand up the front of the heaving chest and cupped a luscious boob. She rolled the bra cup upwards and brazenly grabbed a nipple with her fingertips, as she forced Sharon hard against the back of the sofa and put her mouth directly beside an ear. "My love, you're not going anywhere. Your husband is gone and we have the whole evening free," she replied and licked Sharon's ear in a taunting fashion. "I know you have the next-door lady looking after your baby. We're going to call her and let her know you're going to be very, very late." Sharon hesitated, but reacted once her hair was pulled. Darlene grabbed a phone, which was conveniently nearby and shoved it in Sharon's face. "PHONE... or everyone will know you cheated on your husband and had sex with a Blackman." Sharon could barely hold onto the phone, as she informed her babysitter that she wouldn't be home anytime soon. Things got out of control in a hurry. Darlene put both hands to work in loosening and stripping clothes and it was like two horny teenagers in the backseat of a car. One was overly horny and the other was putting up the fight of their life trying to fend off the attacker. Darlene quickly had Sharon's top off and her pants undone and gaping open. Every time Sharon resisted or grabbed for her roaming hands, Darlene skillfully evaded the protest. Then in no time, Darlene practically ripped her own clothes off to leave herself naked and shivering with excitement. Sharon wanted to escape and she regretted the decision to confront the controlling woman. She watched the brazenly naked woman move in front of her and decided it was now or never. She twisted her shoulders, as if she was going to run, and then she felt pain. Darlene grabbed an arm and rolled Sharon over onto her stomach. She twisted the arm and jerked it up as high as it would go and then rolled on top of her captive. "Let's get those clothes off. I want you buck-naked when you eat my pussy," Darlene whispered and grabbed a handful of hair to ensure Sharon didn't get away. The weight on her back was paralyzing and made it hard to breathe so Sharon gasped for air. She felt totally helpless and arched her back for one last protest. "Darlene, please... please don't. You're hurting me," she moaned. Darlene pinned the timid woman on the sofa and she was determined to demonstrate who was in control. She let go of the arm and hair and literally ripped off Sharon's bra. Then she slumped over and leaned on top of the bare back, as her hands slithered under the heaving chest. "Oh, my love, you have the nicest tits," she stated and grabbed both boobs. "I wish I had nipples as big and hard as you." Sharon tried to protest, but it was futile. She was face down on the sofa and then she heard sounds of intruders. There was hustling and bustling all around her and she felt someone grab the waistband of her loosened pants. She sucked in as much air as she could, as fear took over, and then she felt cool air all over her lower extremities. Naked as the day she was born and more embarrassed than at any time in her life, Sharon tried to squirm. She recognized Rob and Ken and they worked together on Darlene's cleaver plan. In less than ten seconds, Sharon found herself on her hands and knees and her face buried in the wettest crotch. The aroma was definitely female and Darlene had a firm grip of hair with both hands to hold the rolling head entrenched between her thighs. Sharon didn't know what to do next. Her mouth was pressed against the puffy labia and she felt the leaking juices coat her lips and cheeks. When the swollen lips spread, she automatically opened her mouth and sucked on the enlarged clitoris. Sharon heard a squeal and then her tongue was rolling the clit around and around inside her mouth. The squeals got louder when her teeth closed around the clitty and Sharon started nibbling, using her imagination as to what the woman would like. Her ass was raised and in the air, which was far too enticing for the two male bystanders. Rob slapped the bare cheeks and then he rubbed his fingers up and down the gorgeous pussylips. His finger sneaked into the wetness and caused a muffled moan of protest that he found exciting. Sharon tried to utter sounds to indicate she didn't like what Rob was doing, but the man merely slipped his fingers into the wetness and pinched the glistening gem. When her hips jerked and rotated trying to evade the molestation, Rob grinned and squeezed. He rolled the clit around and around and made sure the bud was pulled completely out of the soaked hideaway. She was so focused on what Rob was doing that Sharon was surprised when Darlene's body went out of control. The clitty remained inside her mouth and her tongue toyed with it until the damn burst. She tried to hold onto the thrashing hips so they wouldn't slam into her face and held on until the bouncing hips slowly subsided. The plan was completely explained well before the encounter so Rob knew what to do. He watched his wife climax and relished her having cunnilingus with another woman. When the orgasm was barely over, he pulled the exhausted Sharon off the sofa and forced her to kneel directly in front of him. He left no doubt as to what was required, as he fisted his hard cock and pointed it right at her. There was no escape and Sharon was quickly sucking cock and trying to stop Rob from ramming it down her throat. She wasn't one who liked giving blowjobs, but likes or dislikes didn't matter in the encounter, as she was merely trying to survive. Rob's coaxing and persuasion told her what to do and she performed an admiral blowjob despite not wanting to act in such a shameless manner. The hot searing lava blasted into her mouth and it was a struggle to swallow or let the semen leak out of her mouth. She no sooner wiped the excess off her chin and face when Ken rolled around her torso and kneeled beside her. The two men acted together and in no time forced her to put both hands on the stellar black penis, while Ken rammed the head into her tightly closed lips. Her mouth opened despite a resolve to end the awful encounter. The bulbous head was inside her mouth and she used her tongue to stop the man from thrusting his ramrod into her throat. Sharon tightened her grip around the throbbing pecker and the shaft was like a piston moving back and forth, as Ken pumped his hips in a fucking fashion. Ken wanted to get it over quickly so the raunchy affair could move into the next stage. He used all of his will to get fully aroused so he could blow his load into the waiting mouth. When Ken was ready, he brushed Sharon's hands away and grabbed his cock with one hand and the hair on the back of her head with the other. Ken felt cum fill his guts and then he milked the extended shaft so the hot semen shot into the gapping mouth. He fucked her face and the cum shot everywhere, as the orgasm went on and on until there were globs all over Sharon's face, neck and bare boobs. When he milked the last ounce of cum out of his belly, Ken rubbed his hardon all over both flushed cheeks. Sharon was on her feet before she could resist. All three worked together and quickly had her spread out on the sofa. She hastily rubbed most of the cum off and did her best to rid herself of the slimy residue. In a flash, she was flat on her back with Rob pinning one leg on top of the sofa-back and Ken had the other draped over the edge of the sofa with her foot resting on the floor. When Sharon glanced down her heaving tummy, her eyes almost burst out of her head. Darlene was on her stomach and it was very obvious what the woman was going to do. Sharon flinched wildly when the fingers grazed the insides of her bare thighs and then her heart stopped. She felt the fingers grab her swollen pussy-lips and Darlene devoured the exposed clitoris with one gulp. Her hips started twisting and turning in a futile attempt to get away, but then the teeth closed on the throbbing clitty. Sharon closed her eyes and tried to endure the wild cunnilingus. She was always a slave to the desire caused by someone touching her most sensitive button and this was no different. Sharon felt the tongue bashing the bud around and around in the hot saliva, as the skilled Darlene performed an expert tongue lashing. "Holy shit, look at that," Rob whispered, as he watched his wife bring the distraught mother to the brink. "Fuck, I don't think this is going to last long," Ken replied and noticed the shapely hips gyrate wildly back and forth. Rob stared in awe, as his wife began a skilled finger- fucking. He noticed how Darlene never let go of the tender clitty and watched her shift her chin out of the way so she could pump her finger in and out of the soaked hole. "Oh baby, you're in control. You've got our sweet mother hanging on for dear life. Do it... babe, do it to her," he whispered directly into Sharon's ear. "Naaaa, naaaa." "Yes, do it, babe, do it." Sharon realized her hips were out of control. "No... naaaawwww." "Fuck yes, do it, babe." "Holy shit... she's cumming... she cumming!" "Yes, look at her go. Fuck'er babe... fuck her." Sharon felt more embarrassed than at any time in her life. Her body belonged to the devil and she experienced an orgasm from hell. On and on it went until her body was covered with sweat and every muscle seemed to be exhausted. When she realized the climax was over, it was too late to stop the horny husband. Rob was naked and jumped into the saddle without hesitation. He shoved his wife out of the way and rammed his hips between the widely splayed legs. His aim was perfect and in one ravaging thrust his cock was buried inside the burning inferno. Rob showed no mercy and didn't stop until his balls banged against the defenseless asshole. Darlene had waited weeks for the precise moment. She and Rob had discussed and talked about him having intercourse with the sexy mother. Suddenly it was happening. "Oh honey, he's inside. Rob's cock is inside you," she whispered and hugged the twisting head. "My love, Rob's finally fucking you." "No, no, please stop," Sharon begged, but felt the man pump his hips up and down at a rapid pace. "Honey, you're going to show mommy how much you love having sex... getting fucked by Rob," Darlene said and put her hands on Sharon's flushed cheeks. She rolled the head back and forth and then stared into the teary eyes, leaving no doubt who was in-charge. "You'll cum... OR ELSE!" Sharon stared straight into the dark eyes. "No, no, I can't. I can't," she pleaded. "Don't worry, my love. This is all recorded and if you don't obey, I'll show the video to your husband... to your parents... to your friends." "But, but I can't. I did already... I can't again." Darlene jerked the head back and forth. "You'll cum... or else." Sharon never had to hurry or force an orgasm and many times she faked one with her husband so she could make him happy. She shrugged and vowed to fake one again just to satisfy the woman's demands. "Ooohhh, yeeesss, yes, yes," she moaned and tried to put an agonizing frown on her face. "Yes, yes." Rob grabbed the flared hips and plowed his ramrod into the inferno. He slowly withdrew his cock until only the head was inside and then he thrust again and again, relishing the raunchy intercourse. Darlene grinned and shifted her hands to grab the tangled hair. "Nice try, my love. If I don't see the real thing... see my love having an orgasm, I'll show her husband what a slut she is," she whispered in the distraught woman's ear, as she yanked on the hair. "Move that pretty ass." Sharon didn't know what else to do so she started pumping her hips up and down, matching Rob's tempo. She stared into the paralyzing eyes and noticed the stern request. A severe tremor shot through her belly and then her body sort of shuddered. "Oh gawd, no... no, I can't," she declared and tried to hold still. "No, I can't." "Good girl." "Whaaaaa?" "Good girl. Keep moving your horny pussy." "Whaaaa, no." The shapely hips jerked a few times and then vibrated like crazy. "Yes, you're doing it. Cumming all over Rob's hard cock," Darlene stated, as she noticed the sweaty body going out of control. The only thing on her mind was faking it. Sharon felt her hips thrusting wildly so she gave the woman what she wanted. "Oh... oh, yes, yes, I can feel him," she moaned. "Holy crap, I didn't think you'd climax. You're doing it and Rob is going to fill you with cum," Darlene said and playfully slapped both of the flushed cheeks. "You're the bestest slut." She fooled the woman, Sharon reasoned, as her body seemed to float in every direction. "Yes, yes, yes," she whispered, as the most powerful spasm rocked her confidence. Then her hips remained thrust high in the air and she tried to remain motionless, but the convulsions kept erupting deep in her epicentre. "What... whaaa." "Fuck baby, fuck." Sharon glanced upward and straight at the menacing man who was in the midst of a demeaning orgasm. "Oh no, no, I can't." "Move that luscious ass, sweetheart. Move it!" She didn't mean to move, but she matched Rob's powerful thrusts. "Oh geeezus... oh geez." Darlene jerked the hair and slapped the burning cheeks. "Yes, you're Rob's little slut. Fuck baby, fuck." Sharon squeezed as hard as she could, but the juices leaked out of her heated chamber. "Oh why, no, it isn't right." When her guts exploded, Sharon felt the last shred of decency disappear. Darlene nibbled on the ear and whispered at the same time. "You're the best little tramp and next we're going to watch you cum all over a big black cock." Sharon heard the drastic statement and it destroyed any hope of a salvation. Her body rock up and down in perfect rhythm with Rob's and the climaxes seemed to last forever. "No, no more, please, no more," she pleaded, but knew Ken was next. Everyone was totally engrossed with the dramatic encounter and the affair progressed without thought or remorse. Rob reluctantly withdrew his dwindling penis and helped his wife position the mother for the next encounter. The couple quickly had Sharon positioned on her hands and knees in the perfect doggie pose. Darlene cradled Sharon's head and taunted the woman by licking her face and nibbling the lobe of her ear. "Do you remember last time? Last time when you were Kenny's little slut?" she asked. Sharon quivered and remained silent. Suddenly she felt movement behind her and then big, strong fingers dug into the flesh of her hips. When something poked her in the crotch, she was forced to cry out. "No, no, stop... stop!" Ken jabbed the puffy pussy-lips and then slowly rubbed the head of his pecker up and down through the vast wetness. Sharon tried to rock forward, but her torso was pinned between the married couple. "You remember, don't you? I loved hearing how you had sex with Ken and he told us how you actually climaxed all over his cock," Darlene whispered. Sharon prayed for strength, but it would take more than that to escape. "Please don't, please don't." Darlene watched the pretty face and when the eyes bulged, she knew what happened. "My love, what is it? What happened?" Ken hit the mark and inserted inches of rock-hard cock despite the rapid twisting and turning. "I've dreamed of this ever since the last time you creamed. I can't get that sexy body out of my head," he said and tightened his grip around the slim waist, as the heat intensified. "Oh baby... oh sweetheart!" "My little puppy dog is getting fucked. Ken looks great humping his little doggie," Darlene whispered and kissed Sharon on the cheek. The look of despair and desperation was priceless. "Should we take a picture to send to hubby?" The thought of a picture was unbearable. "Nooo... please no." Ken squeezed the waist and started slowly pumping his rod in and out until the shaft was fully lubricated. He grunted with each thrust and added to the raunchy affair. "Huuuggg... huuuggg... huuuggg!" "Noooo... naaaawwww." "My love, Kenny looks like he is all the way inside your hot belly. Does it feel good?" "Noooo... noooo." "Oh geezus... he's fucking you," Darlene whispered and stared straight into the bewildered eyes. "He's fucking you!" "Oh baby, oh baby, you're the best," Ken moaned and started pumping like a wildman. He slammed his cock to the hilt with each thrust and purposely paused at the deepest penetration. Darlene playfully slapped the flushed cheeks and glared at the distraught woman. "You're going to do it... aren't you?" "No, no... no!" "We get to watch you this time. Kenny told us how you climaxed all over his big rod." "Oh please, no." "Are you going to disobey? Do I have to get mad and tell everyone that little Sharon is a real slut?" "No, no, you can't." "Are you going to obey? Are you getting close?" "No, gawd no," Sharon begged and noticed the stern expression on the woman's face. "Jeessuuss, keep moving. Keep moving your beautiful ass just like that!" "What? No, no." Ken felt the telltale signs, as the tight pussy milked his ramrod. "Oh shit, she's ready... she's fucking ready." "No, no." Darlene stared in disbelief when the hips started gyrating and pushing backwards. "Yes, yes... YES!" Sharon felt some tiny spasms and suddenly her stomach went into severe convulsions. "What? What?" Rob moved up against the heated couple. "Fuck, I love when the bitch goes crazy. She's fucking the black rod like a whore," he stated, as he playfully slapped the bare ass cheeks when Ken moved backwards. Her body jerked sporadically; then held perfectly still for a second or two and this happened several times before going out of control. Sharon had to lower her head because she couldn't look at the woman who had the biggest grin on her face. The strong fingers tightened around her waist and her hips were forced back and forth in rhythm with Ken's pumping. "Yes, yes, I knew she'd cum all over Ken's cock. I knew it... I knew it!" Nothing made sense and Sharon fell victim to the untamed passion. "Gaaakkk... gaaakkk," she moaned, as she tried to regain a measure of control. All of a sudden she felt a tremendous swelling in her deepest being and then the searing lava erupted like a volcano. Each time Ken rammed his cock to the hilt, he blasted cum into her womanly domain. Nothing else mattered and the desire quickly turned to lust. Sharon knew she'd regret it, but her body belonged to the madman. She met Ken's demands with some of her own and willingly creamed all over the pulsating cock. Still rocking back and forth on her hands and knees like a faithful doggie, Sharon would never admit it was the most explosive orgasm of her life. The intense convulsions didn't stop until all of the cum was emptied out of her belly. *** Sharon tried to not think or let her mind comprehend what was happening, as she turned into a ragdoll. She lost count of the sexual encounters that carried on through the evening. Probably the most disturbing part was how she reacted each time one of the threesome took charge of her abused body. At first she thought that it was impossible to achieve multiple orgasms after climaxing with each of the partners. Sharon was proven wrong again and again when an orgasm was ripped from her body with each sexual encounter. A strange numbness enabled her to endure the numerous molestations and almost midnight when the last one occurred. She was lying tightly embraced in Darlene's loving arms and her eyes were closed, as she tried to sleep. The session started innocently. Drowsy and exhausted, Sharon didn't resist when Ken slowly moved until he lay directly behind her backside and hugged both her and Darlene. With the two women face to face and hugging each other, Ken took charge. He snuggled up against the warm body and ignored Sharon's pithy attempts to keep him away. Sharon felt Darlene's embrace tighten and it was impossible to twist or move away, which left her at the mercy of Ken. Much to her horror, she felt his rejuvenated hardon slip into the tight crack at the top of her thighs and deftly slither along the puffy pussylips. Sharon took a deep breath and gasped when her labia spread so that the hardened cock slipped into the vast wetness. Ken slowly moved his hips back and forth, causing his hardon to sink deeper into the slippery crevice. Each time he pushed forward, the head of his cock hit the hole and caught briefly before springing forward to fully caress the entire pussy slit. It quickly turned into a game. Ken would hit the honeyhole and threaten to enter, but then Sharon moved her hips so that the head slipped out and crushed the tender clitoris. Sharon felt like she was winning. She escaped Ken's penetration and then her top leg was quickly lifted by Darlene and shifted overtop of her own legs. Sharon felt totally vulnerable, as her thighs were spread and her crotch was fully exposed to Ken's attack. She lifted her head and turned around to plead with the man. "Ken! Ken, please." "One more time. I want to watch you cream one more time," he whispered. "No, please stop. Stooooooop!" Ken deftly jammed his ramrod into her heated cavity just to prove who was in-charge. Then he quickly pulled out and rubbed the clitty a few times. Ken repeated the molestation and each time he chuckled at Sharon's futile attempts to stop him. "That's it. Move your sweet pussy back at me." "No, I'm not." "Yes, like that. Just like that." "No, I'm not moving." Ken thrust with all his might and fully embedded his hardened cock. "I'll never get tired of fucking your hot... tight... delicious pussy." Suddenly Sharon couldn't move and she felt something ominous and threatening. Darlene's skilled fingers had dipped into her crotch and the woman had a firm grip on the exposed clitoris. Sharon felt her clitty yanked out of the swollen pussylips and the bud was being twirled around furiously by Darlene's fingertips. Her back arched, but she couldn't get away from either the embedded cock or the fingers. Darlene leaned forward and put her lips next to the Sharon's ear. "My love, we get to watch you again. I love watching you cum all over Ken's cock," she whispered and kissed the side of Sharon's rosy cheek. Sharon merely moaned and tried to shake her head. "Uuuggghhh... nnnaaaggghhh." Her clit felt like it had grown immensely and the fingers kept squeezing and twirling. "Yes, yes, oh baby, yes." "Nooohhh... nooohhh." Ken pumped like there was no tomorrow. Each time he pulled back, he paused before ramming his hips at the bare backside. When the head of his cock pierced the most inner being, he paused again to relish the intense heat. "Jesus Christ, she's so fucking hot," he moaned, but never stopped his deliberate pumping. "Oh baby, your cunt is so juicy. I can feel the cum," Darlene said and squeezed even harder. "I feel your ass moving." Sharon tried her best to remain perfectly still and endure the awful intercourse. She closed her eyes and put her bottom lip between her teeth. Suddenly her lip was on fire and she wondered why, as she was positive there was the taste of blood. "Yes, do it... do it!" "What? Whaaaaaaa?" "Yes, my love, become Ken's little slut again." "What? What?" The convulsions expanded inside her belly and Sharon couldn't stop the violent quivering taking control of her entire body. "Holy shit, yes, yes honey... yes honey." When the hips jerked and went into severe gyrations, Darlene yanked the beaten morsel out of the wetness. "I knew you would, my love," she whispered. Sharon realized she had surrendered her soul to the she- devil. Her body was thrashing out of control between a controlling woman and captivating man. She jerked each time the cock pierced her heart and quivered when the woman taunted her. "Huuuggghhh, haaawww." "Your clit is remarkable," Darlene whispered, as she squeezed, twisted and molested the throbbing bud. "Baby, oh baby, wait... wait for me," Ken moaned and his body stiffened before going out of control. Sharon regretted another premature orgasm, but it was too late. The juices flowed freely despite her resolve and she met Ken's thrusts with backward ones of her own. Seconds turned into minutes and eventually everyone collapsed in a big huddle with arms and legs going in every direction. When Sharon finally opened one eye to look around, she was alone on the bed. Thankful for the calm and peacefulness, she slowly got up and searched for her clothes. She found her watch sitting on a nightstand and glanced at it. 'Whew, what will Diane think? At least Dan won't be home for a few hours,' she thought, as she quickly got dressed. First she would have to face her babysitter and then her husband. 'Dear God, what have I done?' THE END -------------------------------------------------------- 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 consider seeking professional help. -------------------------------------------------------- Kristen's collection - Directory 83