Sanjna’s Mistake

Sanjnas Mistake

By: exbiidelhi2012(c)

Sanjna brushed back the straight blonde hair that framed her beautiful face and continued composing the brief on her computer. Sanjna was a fourth year associate at Halstrom and Gray, one of the most prestigious law firms in the country. She had gotten the job by hard work and high intellect. As an associate the hours were so long and the demands of the job so high that the only thing she looked forward to was her seventh year when she would be up for partner. Then all of her efforts would hopefully pay off and she would have a lifetime security in the firm. Her blue eyes focused on the monitor when her concentration was broken by the familiar voice of her secretary.

"Sanjna, Mr Halstrom wants to see you in his office."

Sanjna looked at the secretary. "Do you know why?" she quizzed.

"No, he just told me to find you as soon as possible and ask you to see him," she replied.

"Well, thanks, Melissa, I'll head right over there. Would you close the door to my office please?" Sanjna got up from her chair and headed to the mirror in the corner. She looked at herself and then opened the purse she kept in the corner and pulled out her lipstick. Despite her professionalism, Sanjna was very conscious of keeping up her appearance. Her full lips opened as she applied the lipstick to them. Then she smoothed her suit skirt and adjusted the silk blouse that covered her full breasts. At twenty-eight, her body was still as taut as it had been when she was a cheerleader at the university.

Sanjna slipped on the high heels that she never wore while in her office and began the trek to Mr. Halstom's office. She wondered why he would want to talk to her. That was certainly unusual.

As she walked, she was aware that the male associates of the firm constantly tried to get a glimpse of her. Despite the large engagement ring on her finger, she was not off limits to gazes, and she felt their stares on her perfectly round cheerleader's bottom as she walked. She only wished that she was taller than five feet five inches. To compensate, she wore fairly high heels.

Sanjna knocked lightly on Halstrom's door and entered when she heard him tell her to come in.

He asked her to sit and immediately got down to business, "There's a problem in the Hall case."

This got Sanjna's attention. Steve Hall was the sole owner of a billion dollar media corporation. Not only was his corporation one of the firms largest clients, but he was the source of many lucrative referrals to the firm. But what really worried Sanjna was that she had been working the Hall account for nearly a year, trying to renew federal licenses for Hall's television and radio stations. Her worst fears were realized next.

"Sanjna, I got word today that our submissions are being closely scrutinized by the feds. One of the managers there called me and told me that because of several omissions the renewals may be denied."

This stunned the beautiful blonde. She had worked extremely hard on the requests for renewals and couldn't believe that anything pertinent had been omitted. She could see, however, that Halstrom's demeanor was grave enough to indicate that there had been mistakes made.

Halstrom tried to make the young associate feel a little better. "Look, Sanjna, I know how hard you've worked on this. The firm has always been very, very impressed with your work. But sometimes mistakes happen and they can come home to roost."

Sanjna knew where this was headed. "Mr. Halstrom, if someone has to lose their job because of this it should be me. It was my responsibility to get it right and obviously I didn't."

Sanjna said this bravely, but inside she was terrified. This would sink her career at Halstrom and Gray and perhaps ruin her chances at any future employment. Her whole future would be compromised.

Then Halstrom dropped the big bomb on her.

"Sanjna, it could get worse. The feds are looking at these omissions as being material omissions. That means that there could be indictments handed down. With you and Hall being the signatories, you could both be indicted for conspiracy."

Sanjna's heart began pounding. Indicted, she thought. That would mean ruin for her in every way. Publicity, humiliation, prison. All of these things lurched through her mind. How could omissions be classified as fraud, she wondered. "Mr. Halstrom, you know I would never intentionally commit a crime," she cried. "What should I do?"

"I know you well enough to know that you are as straight an arrow as they come," he replied. "But it's the feds that we have to worry about; the feds, of course, and Hall. Hall will be livid."

Halstrom continued talking. "Sanjna, I want you to go back to your office and not tell a soul about this problem. It is very important that we try to contain this potentially damning information. If Halstrom and Gray get indicted as a law firm, this would be the end of us. Don't breathe a word to anyone, understood?"

Sanjna nodded.

"Go back to your office and wait for my call. I'm going to contact Hall and try and explain the situation as well as I can. I'll let you know what I need you to do."

Sanjna got up and went to her office. Her mind was racing. Everything that she had worked for could be gone. She wondered whether her fiancé would even agree to keep the engagement. She realized that that would be a minor problem if she faced federal prison time. Once she got to her office, she sat in her chair and gazed out the window. She realized that her whole body was shaking.

After about an agonizingly long hour, Halstrom buzzed her. "Sanjna, Hall happens to be at a conference here in town. He's staying in Suite 2300 at the Amsterdam Hotel. He has asked that you take the submission to his suite and meet with him immediately. I'll try to join you later, okay?"

"Sure, Mr. Halstrom," Sanjna replied. "I'll get right over there."

There was a pause on the line.

"Sanjna, you know how critical this meeting is to our firm, don't you?" There was another pause. "And to you personally, as well."

Sanjna told Halstrom that she knew that.

The shaken young woman gathered her files and immediately left the office for the Amsterdam Hotel.

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Even after an hour and a half of going over the submission with Hall, Sanjna could find no indication of an omission. To her consternation, this seemed only to further irritate Hall. Finally, his anger spilled over.

"God damn it! Are you telling me that you don't even know what omissions there were? How the fuck did I ever trust Halstrom and Gray with this? Can you answer that for me," he shouted.

Tears filled Sanjna's eyes. Hall had always been intimidating. At six feet four inched and a paunchy two hundred fifty pounds, his beefy hands knotted into fists looked to be weapons that could destroy Sanjna with a single blow. Even now, in his early sixties, he remained a menacing figure for the former cheerleader. Hall looked down at the nervous young professional. She was gorgeous he thought to himself, big titties and a flat stomach. How do these young women do it, he wondered? And as she bent over the table covered with paperwork, he got a good view of the tight ass and shapely legs on the girl. He felt his cock stiffen with anticipation. He was going to give that ass a good hard screwing, and soon.

"I've already talked to my criminal defense lawyer, you know. He told me that if I relied on your work, that I'm in the clear. Now, your ass is in a crack, but not mine. The only thing he told me I'd have to worry about is the condition of my businesses. Well, I told him, that's my whole life!"

"Please," she said.

"Please, what," was his sarcastic reply. "Do you think for a minute that I'll just let the feds ruin my businesses? Do you think that I'll just toss them some fucking shrimp of a lawyer, like you, and be satisfied? Fuck no! If my business suffers, I have your whole god dammed law firm shut down. Do you understand me?"

"I'll do anything," she said. "Anything I can do to help."

Hall seemed unmoved. "I'm going to get on the phone to my criminal defense attorney now. By the time that I'm through talking to him, you better be naked and sucking my cock. That's how you can help. And I mean that, god damn it."

Sanjna was stunned. But Hall went to the phone and began dialing. In her foggy mind, she heard his side of the conversation with the attorney. "Yeah, she may have to take the brunt of the fall, but her firm will lose it's ass too if we take that tack."

"You think there's a way to keep all of this out of the papers?"

"You think her fate and the firm's is in my hands? Well, I'll need to decide if I should keep her ass out of the fire. Yeah, she's right here."

Hall looked at Sanjna sternly. She knew that both she and the firm would share the same fate. He sat there on the hotel chair with his legs wide spread.

The beautiful blonde took a deep breath and then took the first fateful step. Her hands went to the top button of her blouse and began to unbutton the silk top. Her polished fingers fumbled with the buttons, but soon enough the blouse was open and descending her shoulders.

Then the tanned blonde worked the hook on her suit skirt and it too dropped in a puddle at her feet. Sanjna was standing before Hall in her under things but he still looked nonplused. Her big breasts filled the silky cups of her bra to the brim.

The sexy blonde wore garters and hose instead of pantyhose which she considered too confining. Hall stared at the full, muscular thighs on the ex-cheerleader. The naked flesh between the tops of her thigh high stockings and her silky thong made her look even more naked. He could tell she was mortified by what she was doing, and he knew that she was a very conservative young woman.

Hall put his hand over the phone's speaker. "Get out of the panties and bra, but leave the garters on." Then he returned to his conversation. "No, Jim, hell, I wasn't talking to you."

Sanjna unhooked her bra and her large, firm tits spilled out. Next she worked the clips to her garter belt and pulled her thong down her tight legs. She caught Hall staring at the closely cropped pubic hair on her pussy. Her fiancé insisted that she keep her pussy closely cropped in a "California strip," but now she wished that she had left it natural. It made her ashamed to reveal to a stranger that she groomed her pussy.

He stood and gestured at his fly. Sanjna knelt before the huge man and pulled at the fly. When it was open, she worked his semi-erect cock out of the cloth. As it hung before her, Sanjna's lush lips opened and took the tip in her mouth. She hadn't sucked a cock other than her fiancé's since she had gotten drunk at a party and gone down on a favorite professor in law school and her sense of shame was overwhelming. Yet she felt as if she had no choice. The tool belonging to the man nearly old enough to be her grandfather began to stiffen as she covered it with saliva.

Hall undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. He stared at the straight part in the hair on the top of the beautiful blonde's head as she tried to make amends to him. His conversation slowed as he watched the innocent blonde's head bob up and down on his stiff meat. His hand reached down to her firm breasts and he rolled her nipple between his forefinger and thumb. It sprang immediately to life. She may have a hot streak in her that she's unaware of, he thought.

He continued talking on the phone.

"Sanjna Walker, yeah you know her. She's the hot piece of ass at Halstrom and Gray. ... Yeah, that's her, the cheerleader. Oh, she's here right now. ... She's sucking my cock as we speak. ... You think I'm joking? ... I'm about to fuck her silly."

Sanjna felt her neck and ears redden and burn with shame, but she continued to give Hall head. Despite the fact that he was talking about her like this, she believed that she could deny any involvement of a sexual nature, and that she would be believed. She worked her mouth up and down the rock hard shaft and back to the bulbous head.

Hall abruptly put the phone down on the desk and grabbed the hair of the woman suckling his meat. From his heavy breathing, Sanjna knew that he was on the verge of shooting his spunk.

"Fuck, you are so good, baby, suck me," Hall said.

Sanjna cupped his heavy, hairy balls with one hand and stroked his tool with the other, preparing for the man to unload his wad into her mouth. Instantly, he stiffened and the thick semen shot to the back of her throat. Hall let out an animalistic cry, but didn't loosen his tight grip on her hair. Though reluctant to do so, Sanjna swallowed the thick, hot liquid as it entered her lips, intent on satisfying Hall's demands. Hall kept thrusting his cock into the young woman's mouth until it became slightly less hard. Sanjna was afraid to let him out of her mouth for fear of upsetting him, but he finally pulled out, leaving a string of cum that fell from her chin to her breast to her thigh.

"Clean me up, baby." He ordered. Sanjna complied.

Hall picked up the phone and began talking again. He grabbed Sanjna under her arm and pulled her to a standing position. As he did so, he turned her away from him and pulled her to him. Her backside was positioned next to his deflated cock and she could feel the cool wetness of his cum on the soft skin of her butt. His big hand pulled on her nipples and breasts. Then he whispered in her ear, "Go lay on the bed, I'm going to fuck you."

Hall watched as the naked young lawyer walked away from him to the bed. Her ass cheeks were perfectly round and muscular. He had seen her kind in the gym. Perfect young bodies. She combined hers with a perfect face. But they never wanted to give up their ass. He'd soon give this ass a workout. As Sanjna began to pull back the covers on the bed, Hall spoke.

"Sanjna, lay on top of the bed, I want to see you."

He watched as her downcast eyes told him that she was going to do whatever he said. Her big breasts lay proudly on her chest as she did as she was told. His cock began to show signs of life again at the thought.

******

Hall lay atop of Sanjna, his massive body completely covering the petite blonde woman as he pistoned his big stiff tool in and out of Sanjna's defenseless love hole. He had been working her hard for nearly half an hour and Sanjna's body was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Her well formed thighs were splayed beneath him and her ankles wrapped the backs of his calves as he rode her relentlessly. He held both her ass cheeks in his hands as he pulled his blood engorged dick nearly entirely out of her pussy before he slammed it in with an audible slapping sound against her pubis. Sanjna's arms were around Hall's torso and could not reach all the way around his back. Instead, her hands held on to his back as her body absorbed the heavy shocks of each of his brutal thrusts. Sanjna watched in a mirror on the wall next to the bed the incongruous sight of the older man's lily white body pounding into her tanned young butt.

Yet despite her fear and humiliation, Sanjna's trembling thighs offered no resistance to the wanton assault by Hall's cock. In fact, the fucking had gone on so long that Sanjna's sheath was bathed in moisture and squeezed Hall's thrusting sword as tightly as if it belonged to her beloved fiancé.

Each time Hall pumped his tool into Sanjna, she moaned audibly.

"Ohhhhhh."

"Ohhhhhh."

"Ohhhhhh."

At last the man's body stiffened and he cried out as he began to empty his spunk filled sac into the young woman below him. Sanjna's body finally gave in as well, and her orgasm induced cries also rent the air.

The man then lay on top of her for several seconds before he rolled his big body off of hers. Sanjna was completely mortified at what she had just done. As soon as she could, she scampered off of the bed, gathered her clothes and hurried to the bathroom to dress. Hall watched the young lawyer's tanned naked body hurry to the bathroom.

After Sanjna dressed, she came out of the bathroom. Hall was still naked on the bed, his cock glistening with her juices. He was using the remote control on the television.

"Watch this," he said.

Sanjna turned to the television and saw her reach orgasm while he fucked her on the screen. He had videotaped them!

"Sanjna," he said, "I own Halstrom and Gray from this day forward, and I own you too. Write your home phone number down on this pad. You need to jump when I say jump, comprende?"

Sanjna quickly wrote her number down for him and nodded that she understood. With that she nearly ran out of the hotel room.

Hall smiled.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 02

by Exbiidelhi2012©

The next day Sanjna reported to Mr. Halstrom and told him that her meeting with Hall had gone about as well as it could have under the circumstances. Obviously, she didn’t mention anything that had gone on between them. Nor did she tell her boss that Hall had called her that morning and told her that he didn’t want her wearing a bra or panties whenever they met. Mr. Halstrom pointedly mentioned to Sanjna that he and Hall would be meeting this very morning to discuss the submission. He wanted Sanjna to be available in case Hall wanted to meet with her.

Sanjna went back to her office in a bit of a frazzle. She didn’t expect that Hall would be in the office that day, but she was too afraid of Hall’s reputation as a cut throat to not abide by his wishes. On the way back to her office she stopped off at the ladies room and took off her bra and panties. She looked in the bathroom mirror and saw that the sheer blouse was not made to be worn without a bra. Her big melons swayed and jiggled with her every move and the nipples stuck right through the thin material. Carrying the two pieces of underwear in her hand, Sanjna made her way quickly back to the safety of her office avoiding any hall or aisle that had any employees of Halstrom and Gray. Once safely within the confines of her office, she put on her suit coat to cover her nearly naked breasts.

Sanjna tried to work as the morning progressed, but she found herself unable to concentrate. She realized that the meeting between Halstrom and Hall must have started and wondered what Hall had told Halstrom about their meeting the day before. After what seemed an eternity, Halstrom called Sanjna on the intercom and told her that Hall wanted to meet with her in her office. Of course Sanjna told him to come right over.

Sanjna sat nervously behind her oversized desk trying to look as calm as possible. Soon enough there was a knock at the door and Sanjna’s secretary showed Hall into the office. To Sanjna’s relief, there was another man who followed Hall into Sanjna’s office. Hall told the man to shut the door to Sanjna’s office and then introduced the man as George Meyers, a friend of his that worked with the regulating body that had found problems with the submission. Now Sanjna wished she had kept her bra on, but nevertheless, she smiled nicely at the man and extended her hand to shake his.

He looked to be the typical bureaucratic cubical dweller, poorly dressed and poorly groomed, but holding a great deal of sway because of his government position. His greasy hair was a bit too long and his glasses were about a decade out of style. Sanjna also noticed that his pants were probably purchased when his waist was a 34 instead of the 40 that he now required. As a result, his pendulous belly hung over his belt in a thoroughly gross manner. He was probably in his mid fifties and looking forward to a government pension after his retirement.

Hall politely told Sanjna that he wanted to take a bit of her time.

Sanjna buzzed her secretary. “Hold my calls until after my meeting with Mr. Hall and Mr. Meyers.”

Hall began the meeting.

“George here suggested that we meet completely off the record and informally to gauge just what our position is and where we stand with the submission.”

The bureaucrat nodded seriously.

“I told him that since the submission was entirely your work that we should include you in the meeting.”

Sanjna recognized Hall’s subtle placement of responsibility. She wondered whether she should even be talking to Meyers if they were considering criminal charges, but she decided that not talking to him would be viewed as an admission of concern on her part about her work. She decided that the best course of action was to go ahead and meet as if nothing was wrong.

The three people discussed the situation for about half an hour. At that point, Sanjna was nearly sick to her stomach. Hall’s companies could lose millions of dollars if the submission was delayed and the result would be catastrophic if it was denied. And if there were criminal charges made, the financial losses would look like a minor problem in comparison.

George was so mealy mouthed about the prospects of remedying the submission that Sanjna’s heart dropped. According to the fat bureaucrat, it wasn’t up to only him. Even if he agreed to try and fix the problem, he’d have to get others to agree as well. And his merely approaching the others might raise a red flag that he was trying to circumvent rules. It could mean a loss of his job, even if he agreed to try. Sanjna’s heart beat rapidly as her hopes sank with his every word.

During the meeting, Sanjna was aware that Hall shifted in his chair constantly and that he appeared to grow more and more agitated with the meeting. Clearly this was not what he wanted to hear from Meyers. Finally, as if he could stand it no longer, Hall appeared to abruptly end the meeting.

“George, Sanjna here knows how bad our situation is. She knows it’s her fault. She knows that Halstrom and Gray could fold if this serious breach of her obligations as a lawyer is exposed. What I’ve got to find out is how the fuck we get your folks to allow us to resubmit or reapply or whatever the fuck we need to do to. How do we get to your folks? As far as Sanjna goes, she’s on board to do whatever we need done to remedy this, aren’t you, Sanjna?”

Sanjna was stunned by his anger, and afraid of the blanket statements that he had made, but she nodded her head affirming what he had said anyway.

Hall was now moved to action. He stood up and walked around Sanjna’s desk. “George,” he said, “we’re going to get this thing fixed because we’re willing to go the extra mile to get it fixed.”

Then he looked at Sanjna.

“Sanjna, stand up.”

With trembling knees, Sanjna obeyed the big man.

Hall walked behind her while George stared uncomprehendingly. The billionaire removed Sanjna’s suit coat revealing her sumptuous breasts beneath the silky blouse. “George, I told this snooty little bitch not to wear a bra today.” The nipples stood out clearly. Hall reached up behind Sanjna’s hair and unzipped the blouse as she stood stock still, clearly terrified. Her clear blue eyes stared at the bureaucrat across the desk. He, too, seemed to be in shock.

Hall pulled the blouse down and off of Sanjna’s arms and it dangled from her skirt. She was now nude from the waist up. Her full, tanned breasts swayed. Either from fear or from cold, her nipples stood at attention; enticingly erect.

"We are going to get this fixed because we are willing to do whatever it takes to get this done," Hall said. He took her big breasts in his hands and kneaded the nipples harshly. Sanjna bent slightly at the waist and put her hands flat on her desk in an effort to steady herself, but she made no effort to stop the man behind her. "Aren't we going to get this fixed, Sanjna?"

"Ye ... yes, we are, Mr. Hall," the beautiful young woman responded. "George," Hall continued, "we're going to get this done because we are willing to get down and dirty to get it done." As he said that, Hall's right hand left Sanjna's tit and he reached for the hem of her skirt. He inched it up her thighs, over the top of her hose and over her butt cheeks to reveal the young woman's naked ass.

Sanjna looked at George and noticed that he stared at the large engagement ring on her left hand. She closed her eyes in shame. He was clearly uncomfortable with the situation, but when she opened her eyes she saw his eyes had locked to her naked breasts with a clear look of lust.

Her face was flushed, but cool air bathed her naked buttocks. She felt his big hand reach between her smooth thighs and cup her sex from the middle of her trimmed pussy hair to the deep split of her buttocks. He rubbed her vagina from behind.

"George, Jill was a cheerleader in college. She's used to having a man's hand on her ass." Hall laughed. "Of course, there usually was a little bitty scrap of cloth between your ass and your partner's hand, wasn't there, Sanjna?"

Sanjna's breathing was becoming frantic and shallow, she didn’t at all like where this was going. "Uh-huh," was her only response. "And after grabbing your ass, they didn't always get to bend you over and fuck you, did they? Not always, anyway." He laughed again.

Hall's middle finger inched back and then entered the young woman's vagina. He worked the opening harshly.

As dazed as Sanjna was, she kept glancing at the door to her office, knowing that it could open at any moment. Please, she thought, please don't let it open. She could hear familiar voices talking outside her office.

Sanjna felt Hall shift his weight and his hands temporarily left her body. His hands brushed her tight buttocks as she felt him undo his belt and slide his pants down his legs. His big stiff rod swung into the open and Jill felt it land on the small of her back.

"Oh, no, please don't," she whispered in vain.

"George, we'll get this done because there isn't anything that people who work for me won't do to fix it. Watch this."His hands spread the woman's buttocks apart. Sanjna remained motionless, bent half over her desk as Hall revealed the most secret of her passages. He pressed the large tip of his penis against her tender pussy and she whimpered in discomfort. The tip of his rod entered the young blonde and she whimpered again. Hall laughed out loud. Then the whimper turned to a moan as he pushed his member deeper into her unlubricated hole. He pulled himself out slightly and pushed harder into her.

"Damn it, spread your legs you tight ass little bitch," he said angrily. "I'm not going to be able to get deeper into you unless you open up." Sanjna was half way impaled on his rock hard cock and found it very difficult to move her legs, but she spread her thighs as best she could.

With that, Hall leaned over her from behind and grabbed her shoulders. As he pumped his big penis into her, Sanjna's large titties jiggled uncontrollably dangling from her chest. After only a matter of several seconds of hard pounding, Hall snorted with pleasure and he began to pour his hot sperm into her tight pussy. After he spent himself inside her, he pulled himself out with an audible plop and lowered his flaccid cock onto her back.

Sanjna was relieved that he had climaxed as quickly as he had and she tried to straighten up so she could get dressed. The enormity of what she had done flooded over her. What was she becoming, she wondered?

"What are you doing," Hall asked her.

"Getting dressed," but her voice tapered off.

"That's not very hospitable to George, now is it?" For the first time she looked at George and realized with a shock that he had undone his pants and was stroking his cock as he looked at her nearly naked body.

"Stay where you are," Hall said with a huff to Sanjna.

Sanjna did as she was told, remaining bent over the desk with her ass up in the air, dressed only in stockings and her rucked up skirt. She could only whisper pitifully, “no, please don’t.”

George scampered around the desk with his pants around his white thighs. The thought of her exposing herself to these two men made her sex convulse and a bit of Hall's spunk dribbled out of her pussy onto her inner thigh. She reached for a tissue from her desk top and wiped the sperm away from her leg.

George wasted no time. He bent at the waist and kissed the young woman's buttocks. "Sweet cake, open up for ol' George," he said. Then he positioned his cock against her vagina and with a single thrust entered her completely.

Sanjna realized that he wasn't nearly as big as Hall was and that his little penis was slender and nearly harmless. But he drilled the young lawyer from behind for all he was worth anyway. As slutty as it made her feel, Sanjna knew that she need the man to reach his climax quickly. She flexed her muscular buttocks and her upper thighs knowing that he would not be able to withstand such an aggressive sexual move by her. Her wet pussy squeezed his cock gently, but as effectively as if she had used her hand. She released the pressure and then reapplied it, milking the man's cock.

George moaned. The paunchy man reached around Sanjna and held onto her full breasts as he fucked her hard.

Sanjna couldn't believe that this was happening to her. She was a conservative woman, quiet and reserved. And yet, here she was, in the middle of the day at her office, bent over her desk taking the second cock within her in as many minutes, while the other man watched her get banged. And worse from her view, she was thinking of ways to speed up their climaxes. She wondered if she was becoming a whore. She was mortified at what she was being forced to do, but a bit of pleasure worked it's way into her anguished mind. This bothered her immensely, but she knew that it was there, however slight.

The bureaucrat came quickly. His little cock spit forward it's milky emission. Sanjna's love hole accepted the deposit unwillingly, but accepted it nonetheless. As George pulled his cock out of Sanjna, he dripped his semen everywhere.

The former cheerleader was red faced and exhausted. Her breathing was heavy, but she forced herself to turn and begin to get dressed. She pulled up her skirt and had just finished zipping her blouse when there was a knock on the door. Sanjna breathlessly said to come in.

Sanjna's secretary opened the door and asked if they wanted her to order lunch for them. Her secretary looked quizzically at Sanjna. The young lawyer realized that the smell of sex hung heavily in the air. Too, Sanjna's hair was slightly messed. Sanjna told the secretary that they were just breaking up the meeting and wouldn't need lunch. With that the secretary quickly shut the door. Hall and George laughed and Sanjna found herself wondering what her secretary suspected.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 03

by Exbiidelhi2012©

The young blonde had never felt so cheap and used in her life. All of the values that she stood for and all of the things that she had worked so hard for were simply hanging by a thread. And worse yet, she knew that her future was controlled both by Hall and the outcome of his license renewals. She was realistic enough to know that even if she did everything that he told her to, that he would destroy her if his business failed because of her mistakes. This gave her a two-fold feeling of doom. Still, Sanjna decided to try and at least talk to Hall about getting the video back of the two of them fucking in the hotel room.

*************

Sanjna sighed deeply. She had lied to her fiancé about this after hours meeting with Hall. She told him that it was going to be held at Hall's local office and involved other members of her law firm when in fact Hall had told her to meet him at the restaurant in the five star hotel in which he was staying. She also told him that she would be very late and that he shouldn't expect a phone call from her tonight. As she walked into the hotel, she paused and closed her eyes in resignation. There really was no choice, she told herself.

The doorman and bellhops eyed the young woman with open admiration. They had worked at the hotel long enough to know that a beautiful woman who showed up at the hotel dressed like Sanjna was going to be flat on her back taking some dick soon enough. They envied the wealthy men who somehow always seemed to get between the legs of the finest looking women.

Sanjna was directed to a circular booth in a secluded corner of the restaurant and there saw Hall making notes on a pad. She stood at the table on trembling legs for several moments before he looked up. The lawyer had worn what he had instructed her to wear. She had on a very short black leather skirt that hugged her well formed ass cheeks and no panties or hose. Her long, tanned legs made their naked way down to her well manicured feet in a pair of open toed high heeled shoes. The top was a tight turtleneck that she wore because it was made of fairly thick material. She chose this because, as instructed, she again was allowed no bra. Even so, it was clear that her large melons were not contained in a bra, as they swayed provocatively from side to side as she walked.

When Hall finally acknowledged Sanjna standing there, he smiled broadly and offered her his hand. She smiled back, revealing her perfect teeth, and her face beamed beautifully with the smile. It went through her mind that she had just smiled for the first time in a long time.

"Sanjna, please have a seat."

Sanjna sat in the booth. It was shaped like a U, and had a back that was several feet high and made the booth extremely private. Hall moved to the middle of the back of the booth and motioned her next to him. Sanjna slid along the padded seat until she was sitting next to Hall. A long white table cloth covered the table.

As the two ate, he talked about the status of the license renewals and about what he wanted to accomplish. Hall told Sanjna that the sale of one of his stations was now being held up because of the license renewal issue. He told her that the feds had been pressuring him for months to sell one of his stations to a group of black investors and that when he had finally gotten them to agree to the price he set, that he had had to approach them with this renewal problem. He had explained to them that the problem was outside his control, but they continued to believe that he was only trying to leverage them for more money. Not only was he out the millions that they were obligated to pay him, but they were now threatening to file suit over his failure to convey the station with a valid, renewed license.

Sanjna sat next to him half listening to this story, but trying to work up the courage to ask about the videotape. Her mouth was dry from nervousness. She sipped on the martini that he had bought for her. When she finally spoke, her voice sounded cracked and high-pitched.

"I ... I ... I really would like to get that videotape back," she finally stammered.

She quickly realized that this request came out of the blue.

Hall chuckled gently. "I'm sure you would," he replied. "And, if you assist me as I know that you will, then, certainly, you will get it back. All in due time. All in due time." he said. "You certainly have my word that it won't be sent to your work or your fiancé unless you force me to send it."

She listened to him with terrible dread. Sanjna expected what happened next. Hall's hand moved to the silky smooth skin of her muscular thigh and remained there caressing the soft skin of her inner thigh while they spoke. What she didn't expect was that he would lean over and kiss her mouth. As his tongue probed her mouth, his hand went under her top and began to softly knead the fleshy breasts and nipples, quickly bringing them to a stiff attention. This startled Sanjna, but she did nothing to stop him. She even forced herself to tongue back at his intruding tongue. After what seemed like minutes, but was probably only a matter of seconds, Hall pulled his mouth from hers. He continued to massage her D cup breasts and looked into her blue eyes as he did so. Her sensitive nipples remained erect to his touch. Finally, as a waiter approached, his hand moved from under her blouse.

Hall ordered them each another martini and told her to finish the first quickly. Sanjna downed the drink as soon as she could. The public assault on her body then continued.

"Open your legs up for me," Hall said.

Despite her foreboding, Sanjna parted her legs. His fingers found her well manicured pubic hair and massaged the top of her pussy without entering her. Still, the moisture became evident on his fingers as he rubbed her pussy lips vigorously, and several times he wiped his fingers off on her inner thigh.

Hall then stuck his middle finger into Sanjna's moistened love hole which brought a nearly silent cry of passion from the young woman.

"Ohhh," Sanjna moaned. Her eyes closed and her small hands instinctively went to Hall's hand as if she could somehow control his meaty fingers. There her hands remained, one on his wrist and the other on the back of his intruding hand. The sensation brought on by not only feeling his finger working within her, but also feeling the movement from outside her was almost more than she could bear.

As her pussy bathed his finger in wetness, she struggled with the physical desire that she was feeling. Was she just a whore, she wondered? Why did her body betray her?

Despite her brain screaming for Hall to stop, Sanjna couldn't keep her pussy from a wetness brought on only by deep sexual desire.

Hall smiled slightly at the reaction from his companion. Sanjna's thigh muscles relaxed ever so much and her breathing became a bit labored from her parted lips. Hall even noticed that her hips began to move in the ancient dance, meeting his finger's every thrust ever so gently.

He knew that if he continued to work her love hole like this that she would be brought to orgasm. But that wasn't what he was interested in accomplishing. In fact, he had accomplished all that he wanted when he showed her that she could be brought to the threshold of orgasm by him even in a public restaurant.

The young woman knew that Hall was going to fuck her that night. The tingle in her vagina and the buzz that she had from the martinis clouded her judgement but she knew that until she recovered the videotape that she was his sex partner; unwilling or not.

Hall handed her a hotel key. "Sanjna, go up to my room, 1825, and slip into the outfit I bought for you. I'll be up in ten minutes."

Sanjna took the key and slipped out of the booth to go upstairs. She could feel the intense moisture in her pussy and the wetness on her thigh where Hall had wiped his fingers.

Hall watched her walk away, the skirt barely concealing the muscular globes of her ass, and revealing the long stretch of tanned legs all the way up to her perfect ass cheeks. He smiled when he saw the heads of men turn from their tables to watch this beautiful young woman walk out of the restaurant on her unsteady legs.

When she entered the room, she noticed the white lacy panties and short top lying on the bed. She examined the pieces before she put them on. They were of the finest silk, and the top was made to barely accommodate her D-cup titties. Sanjna stepped out of her high heels. The young woman then took off her top and felt goose bumps on her large breasts from the cold air. She completed undressing by unzipping the skirt and pulling it down her long, tanned legs. She padded nude on the thick carpet towards to bathroom to try on the lingerie top. It was sheer and came down to the flair in her hips, leaving her tanned legs naked. Then she put on the skimpy panties that completed the outfit. Sanjna did not have a big ass, but the years of athletics had given her a well formed one and the little silky panties did not entire encase her buttocks.

She turned to look at her butt in the mirror and knew that Hall had gotten the tiny panties because it would show off her ass cheeks. As she changed she continued to look at herself in the mirror. She knew that she was going to be used as a receptacle for Hall's unwanted sexual desires and she felt a strange wetness growing in her vagina. It was not an entirely bad feeling except psychologically. The young lawyer nervously wondered if this was what a prostitute felt like as she anticipated being used by one of her clients.

Sanjna had just finished folding her clothes over a table in the room when she heard the door to the room open. She turned to face Hall as he entered, her hands nervously squeezing in front of the tiny white panties she wore, her pink nipples on her big tits erect and visible beneath the sheer white teddy top.

Hall walked in, a couple of bottles of wine under one arm. But behind him walked several black men all dressed in suits! Sanjna's mind swarmed.

"Sanjna, I want you to meet the buyers of that station I was telling you about over dinner. Gentlemen, this is one of my lawyers, Sanjna." Sanjna stood in the center of the hotel room not knowing what to do. Her mind raced and her instincts told her to run, but there was really no place to run to. The black men were all dressed in suits, but the suits were like those worn by black gangsters. The men wore brightly colored fedoras that matched their loud suit colors.

All that she knew was that she stood in a hotel room of a man who was apparently intent on using and humiliating her, in a very compromising situation with her personal and professional life completely hanging in the balance. With tears welling up in her blue eyes, the nearly naked blonde woman felt her wobbly knees bend and she sat down in the hotel room chair.

Hall wasted no time in making his intentions clear. He quickly walked over to Sanjna and reached down to cup both breasts in his hands. Although she reached up to his arms in an effort to keep him from massaging her nipples, she didn't resist in a meaningful way. The former cheerleader felt her nipples harden further in the man's hands. What is wrong with me, she wondered? But the combination of alcohol and the finger-fucking that she had endured downstairs had lowered the resistance that she was able to display.

The big man looked at one of the other men that he had brought to the room."Turn on some music," he said to the man.

Music soon filled the air of the room. Hall released Sanjna's nipples and tugged at her arms to make her stand.

"Gentlemen," he announced as he displayed her to the men, "this may be the finest piece of ass this side of the Mississippi. Not some fucking hooker slut that I paid five hundred dollars to for you to fuck the brains out of. Only the best."

Hall grabbed her hand to show the large engagement ring to the men. "She's promised to another man, but owned by me," he boasted.

"This little gal probably hasn't fucked ten guys her whole life, but she'll be well used tonight!"

Sanjna heard the black men snicker. Sanjna had never considered herself bigoted in any way, but she had grown up in the southeast and had been a cheerleader at a university in that area. She had always heard frightening things about black men and their sexual appetites, especially for blonde white women. She hoped that Hall would control them enough that they would only get to see her shamed, not participate in the humiliation.

"Have you ever seen jugs this size on a woman with a stomach this flat: big, firm white woman's titties? Shortly she will dance for you and then make you very happy. But, first, she needs to make her owner happy."

Hall sat in a chair. "Baby, do a little lap dance for me."Sanjna took a deep breath and tried to gather her wits about her. She knew that she had very little control over this, but felt that if she dissolved into tears that she would lose what little she did have. "If that's what Hall wants," she thought, "that's what he'll get." And drawing on years of cheerleading experience the beautiful blonde began to sway provocatively.

Her black audience began to cheer and clap and high five each other.

The terrified young woman stepped between Hall's outstretched legs and turned her back to him.

How could she be such a slut, she thought.

Her blue eyes met the dark faces of the men in the room. She recognized the lust that each of their faces exhibited. As her arms moved gracefully into the air, she felt Hall moving slightly behind her. Then she felt his hands on her naked thighs, pulling her gently down to his lap. Sanjna was grinding her hips in an effort to satisfy Hall's demand for a lap dance, but it seemed very humiliating to the young woman. But her shame was heightened even more when she felt his naked tool standing perfectly stiff against her scantily clad buttocks!

Hall pulled her buttocks towards his rock-hard rod. As the soft flesh of her ass was squeezed next to his erect cock, his hands reached under the short hem of her top and began to knead the massive mounds of tits on her chest. Then the man turned her shoulders and pushed her to her knees.

Sanjna face was inches from his hard cock.

"Suck me."

The beautiful young lawyer felt her knees sink into the soft carpet and her shapely buttocks come to rest on the back of the heels of her feet. Her hands rested on Hall's hips.

Sanjna looked into his eyes. "Please don't make me do this," she whispered. Hall stared at her in silence.

Having no choice, she reluctantly took Hall's large erection in her hands and parted her full lips to begin the fellatio. Sanjna bathed the bulbous head in her saliva and slowly began to bob her head up and down on the cock. Hall had his hands resting on the back of her head and neck, but his eyes were focused on the angelic face now giving him head.

Hall enjoyed the feel of the soft skin on Sanjna's shoulders and neck and how she would occasionally look up at him with her big, blue eyes.

As she tongued the underside of his stiff penis, Hall knew that he was close to shooting his spunk into her mouth. One of Sanjna's hands held the base of his cock while the other moved to his thigh. She could feel the tension in the muscles there and knew that he would be reaching orgasm soon.

"Stay on it, baby."

"Suck me."

"Oh, God," Hall cried as his hot seed began to explode from his cock. His hips bucked wildly into Sanjna's face, but she was held tightly to his cock by his hands and was forced to swallow the thick, salty semen as it struck the back of her throat.

As his legs relaxed and his cock deflated, Sanjna pulled her red lips off his dong and lifted herself pitifully onto a nearby couch.

"Oh, no," she moaned in shame at what she had just done.

But before she could even regain her bearings, two powerfully built, naked black men pulled her lingerie top up over her full, firm mammaries and she found their two black heads suckling on her teats as if she was the mother of twins.

Through her mental haze, she heard Hall's voice. "Easy, guys, you'll each get to fuck her."

Sanjna's eyes rolled back into her head and she felt her heart become a lump in her throat. "A gang-bang," she thought. "They're going to gang-bang me!"

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 04

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna stared in disbelief as the two big blacks nursed greedily at her nipples. While appalled at the slurping noises made by them she couldn't deny that her nipples were both erect and generating sexual arousal in her pussy. Her mind had not yet processed the situation, it seemed so surreal to Sanjna: here were two well muscled black men feeding at her breasts. Her uncomprehending eyes noticed the other black men all quickly shedding their clothing.

Her little hands soon were on the men's shoulders. She couldn't believe how white her hands looked when contrasted with the dark skin of the men with their mouths working her breasts. Her hands pushed at the two men, but they didn't even feel the pushing.

Sanjna tried asking them to stop sucking her tits. "Stop. Please. Stop it." But it was to no avail, as the strong men had her pinned against the couch and held her down as they licked and sucked her nipples.

One of the older black men walked over to Sanjna, his thick stiff cock jutting from his paunchy mid-section like an ebony sword, the bulbous head purple and fleshy. Sanjna's blue eyes widened in fear; of this approaching man and his huge dark threatening tool. She hadn't agreed to become a common whore, she told herself. This was asking too much! The sexy blonde began to try and break away from the grip of these men. No matter what she tried, however, it was not working.

As the two men pinned Sanjna against the couch while they sucked on her nipples, the older man's dark hands reached between the men and began to tug on Sanjna's panties. Despite her squirming efforts to keep it from happening, Sanjna felt the flimsy panties being pulled down her tanned legs and that quickly they were half way down her shapely thighs. She bent her knees and began to try to fend off the man's efforts to get her panties down. The men in the room laughed at her futile exertions. Several black hands grabbed her legs and the older man tugged the skimpy panties until they were off of her feet.

Sanjna's ears rang with the cheers of the other men when the old man held her panties up in the air like a prize. Now the black hands clamped down on her muscular thighs and tried to hold them still.

She heard the men's comments. "Hey, bro, I like a bitch with some fight in her."

"She's a real blonde," another voice said, referring to her blonde pussy hair.

"Yeah, and she trims it real good."

Sanjna tried to squirm out of their grip. "Leave me alone," she said. But, instead, as her legs tired from resisting, she felt the men spreading her thighs and finally felt a hand cup her slit. In went a finger. As it rotated within her, she heard the old man's voice.

"This ho's wet as hell."

Now Hall approached her. "Sanjna, listen to me. You need to accommodate these gentlemen. Failure to obey me will be disastrous to you. Not to me. To you. Do you understand?"

Sanjna looked into the heartless eyes of Hall for anything resembling sympathy. Nothing was found. Sanjna knew that she had no choice. Her mind told her not to continue fighting. Just try and get through the night, she told herself. She knew that her pussy would be fucked like never before and that her beautiful body would suffer indignities that she never imagined, but she told herself that she had to get through the night.

Even though they didn't need her assent, Sanjna nodded at Hall. One of the men who was playing with her tit moved her hand down to his rigid cock. She knew what was expected. She gently gripped the tool and began to tug at the large member.

Hall saw her begin to milk the cock with her hand. "Thatta, girl," he said, and patted her naked thigh.

One of the men was now between her spread thighs. She saw his thick black rod nearing her moistened cunt. The man reached around her legs and gripped her muscular buttocks with both hands. He was amazed by the softness of the skin and the firmness of the muscles beneath the skin. Then he touched the head of his massive black cock to her pussy lips and began to push the length of his monster cock into the young white woman.

At this she cried out. "Aaaaaaargh."

"Hold her," she heard the man say. He continued to push into the tight slit. He watched as his stiff ebony tool spread her labia lips just below her blonde pubic hair. He knew that the young lawyer had never had a penis the size of his in her, but he also could tell that she was athletic enough to accommodate him if he forced the issue. He continued to push into her moistened pink love hole. Gradually, to her amazement, her sheath stretched to allow his stiff black weapon entry between her legs.

As the two blacks continued to suck her stiff nipples and knead the soft flesh of her breasts, Sanjna now had this older colored man humping her pussy with his outsized cock. The men moved her from a sitting position to a laying position on the couch. Now the invading cock began an unrelenting assault on her pussy, ramming and retreating in a rapid humping motion.

Another black man, this one well overweight, approached her face with his stiffened rod erect. Sanjna didn't want to open her mouth, but knew that she had no choice. The man bounced the fleshly end of his cock against her nose and lips and she opened her mouth to accept the black man's cock. It smelled strongly of his genital area, but she tried not to think of what she was doing. She bobbed her head on his stiff dong as well as she could, given her position. Sanjna could not withstand the overwhelming sexual stimulation which she was being subjected to. Without warning, an orgasm overtook her.

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned deeply. The men sucking on her full tits felt her soft hands grip their cocks tightly. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhh." The former cheerleader's tanned body bucked in orgasm for several seconds as wave after wave of pleasure shot through her young, vulnerable body.

The older man watched the young white woman's intense climax and felt his own erupting through his body. He had always dreamed of fucking a blonde cheerleader and he looked down at his dark penis sliding in and out of the pussy of the beautiful woman. His dark cock glistened with her love juices. The sight of his big, dark rod fucking into this petite blonde woman was nearly too much for him. But when he looked at the trimmed pussy and her flat stomach muscles flexing in orgasm, he finally lost it. Despite his efforts to hold back, his thick semen began shooting into her gaping vagina, filling her with his sticky, black seed.

As her body shook in orgasm, Sanjna felt the penis in her mouth explode. The thick spunk splashed in her mouth and as her own orgasm began to subside, Sanjna disgustedly decided that she had to swallow the black man's spunk or risk Hall's wrath. She immobilized her face as the man's cock emptied into her mouth as he used her for his filthy needs. Sanjna swallowed the salty spunk as quickly as she could, trying to keep it from staying on her tongue for too long.

The older black man pulled his long, semi-erect penis out of Sanjna's vagina with an audible plop. As he pulled away from her, she felt a long string of sperm land on the inside of her tanned thigh. She looked at the horse-like cock dangling spent from his body and wondered how she had ever fit that into her little pussy.

A thin sheen of perspiration now covered her body and her mouth dangled open breathlessly from the orgasm and the hard fucking she had received. The men picked her up and carried her to the bed where she was unceremoniously put face down. Quickly, Sanjna felt her buttocks being lifted into the air and a cock entering her from behind, doggie-style. She buried her face in the bedspread and the men watched with fascination as her little hands gripped the spread tightly. As her ass came up in the air, her knees spread to accommodate the stranger's hard tool now fucking her mercilessly. She felt the man's powerful hands holding her hips tightly and the front of his thighs banging against the back of her naked legs as they fucked.

Sanjna was so ashamed of her body having betrayed her that she tried to keep her head buried in the bedspread. But soon enough, she felt the rhythm of the fucking slow and the man reached from behind her and urged her up.

"Baby," she heard the man say, "get up on your elbows."

When Sanjna did so, she felt his hands reach under her and begin to play with her full, swaying breasts. She hated herself for it, but her nipples had always been so sensitive that the quickest way to get her to spread her legs was to get to her tits first. Now the man had her stuffed with his dick and kneading her titties. He began to fuck her with an energy that bordered on savage, his hips smacking audibly against her naked buns in a syncopated rhythm. She felt her pussy bathe the intruding cock with her juices.

The black man looked at the blonde's ass that his cock was going in and out of. He slowed the pace of his fucking, knowing from the fresh moisture covering his stiff tool that the proud beauty was getting turned on again. Then he pulled his long, juice-covered organ about half way out of her slit and stopped pumping. He looked at the other men.

They all smiled when they realized that Sanjna was almost imperceptibly pumping her pussy back onto his ebony rod, a signal of just how close she was to losing control of her sexual desires. The dark man was perfectly still on his knees behind this young woman, and yet her pussy continued to push slowly back onto the tool.

The man then began fucking her in earnest again.

Sanjna heard the other men begin arguing with the man fucking her, upset that he was taking so long to cum. Not wanting to be in a room where these men got into a fight, Sanjna flexed her buttock muscles and began to milk the man's big cock with her pussy. Immediately, the man groaned and began to shoot his stream of spunk.

No sooner had the man finished his orgasm when Sanjna was turned onto her back and a skinny black man climbed between her spread legs and positioned the fleshy head of his cock for entry into her hot, wet slit. Sanjna realized that she was losing count of the number of men who had taken her that night.

"I don't want you just layin' here, bitch," he said in a threatening manner. He bent her knees back and pushed his rod into her love hole. He held tightly onto her thighs as he began to take the young blonde's wet vagina. Sanjna cried out in arousal and then closed her eyes in shame for having done so. She almost preferred to have been taken from behind instead of the blatant manner in which she was giving herself to this monster now; her tanned legs up in the air, straddling the man fucking her, while her ass and pussy thrust up and clear of the bed, very nearly inviting the man to penetrate her.

Sanjna moaned each time his cock slid deep into her. Her cries became more urgent as the man's pace quickened, his balls slapping against her anus. Despite her foggy mind, she became aware that the door to the room had opened and that a young, blonde room service attendant was carrying in more beer and wine for the room.

Sanjna wanted to look away but she glanced long enough to know that the young man stared at her being fucked on the bed. She knew that he was probably from the local college. What a sight she must be, she thought. A beautiful professional woman with her long, tapered legs splayed erotically while this dark demon's glistening cock pushed in and out of her love hole. Her firm titties, nipples erect and pointed towards the ceiling, bobbed and jiggled each time the black man's hips slapped her own quivering thighs. The naked white woman turned her head in shame.

Over the music, she heard Hall direct the young man to a table to set the drinks on.

"Do you like what you see?" Hall asked.

"Well, sir, she's beautiful. What escort agency does she work for? I've not seen her around before."

Sanjna realized that the young man thought that she was a common whore. The bed creaked as Sanjna continued to be fucked by the black man as the room service attendant and Hall talked.

"Hell, son, she's not a hooker. She's a lawyer here in town."

Sanjna could feel the eyes of Hall and the young man on her as they paused their conversation and watched as she was banged by the skinny dark man; obscene mewls of gurgling pleasure escaping from her lips no matter how hard she tried to be silent.

"Do you have a few minutes?" Hall asked the uniformed young man.

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Sanjna stood in the hotel room bathroom in front of the mirror. She was bent slightly at the waist, big titties swaying, her firm buttocks being offered up to the tall, slender blonde room service attendant as a tip for his work. The young man was probably only nineteen or twenty but he was hung like a horse. When he told Sanjna to put his cock in her, and she reached between her legs to grasp the boy's cock she was shocked to feel it's length and girth.

She moaned in discomfort when the inexperienced boy tried to enter the entire length of his manhood into her in one stroke. She heard hoots from the other men in the room. The young man pulled back and tried to push it in again. Sanjna moaned again, but felt her little love hole adjusting to the entry. When he was fully within her, he began to ride the young woman as if he was an expert horseman. A tawdry rhythm was established. Sanjna's hands held on to the sink and she hung her head and gritted her teeth.

He tugged at her blonde hair to tell her that he wanted to see her face in the mirror looking at him as he banged her. Sanjna could see him, and beyond him, Hall and others watching her get fucked through the open bathroom door.

The young man gripped Sanjna's hips tightly with both hands. She could feel his soft pubic hair against her buttocks when he was inside her to the hilt.

Sanjna felt that the presence of the other men made the young boy more abusive than he otherwise might have been. He ground the full length of his stupendous cock into the young woman, drew back at the hips to admire the large, veined tool administering this punishing fuck to the blonde and then plunged back into her tight pussy. Sanjna was moaning helplessly with each deep intrusion. This seemed to only spur the young man on.

He withdrew until only the bulbous head of his cock was within her. He released his grip on her hip with his right hand and spanked her fleshy ass cheek with the open hand.

THWACK!

The sound resounded in the bathroom. Sanjna cried out.

"Ooowwwww!"

Again.

THWACK! THWACK!!

"Ooowwwwwww! Ooowwwwww!

"Don't go to sleep on me, honey," the young man shouted at Sanjna.

Fear and trepidation filled Sanjna's mind.

She felt him continue to fuck her harshly, his heavy balls slapping against her thighs, his thick cock making wet sucking sounds as it plunged deep into her overstretched vagina. The bathroom echoed with the sounds of her cries and of his belly smacking against her tight ass each time he drove his huge tool home.

The men laughed with satisfaction at the thought of how it must feel to the innocent, young woman before them to be impaled by this colossal cock. He continued to jam the stiff tool in and out of her abused pussy, stopping occasionally to rotate the cock inside her and draw another moan of discomfort from the beautiful blonde.

Soon he felt his balls begin to boil and the hot sperm begin to shoot into Sanjna's tight slit. The eruption continued as he pumped into her pussy with a vengeance, the sperm filling her hole until the excess began to drip down the backs of her thighs and the front of his.

Sanjna collapsed - her naked legs giving way beneath her - and she fell to the bathroom floor. She felt faint, and her hands braced her fall by holding on to the young man's thighs. His monster cock hung semi limply near her face, strings of sperm still dripping from it's tip.

Hall's voice came from nowhere into her foggy brain.

"Sanjna, be the proper hostess and clean this young man up."

Sanjna opened her mouth in surrender and began to lick up the spunk dangling from his dong. The men watched in fascination as she held his tool with her small hand, the large engagement ring shining on her finger. She tasted herself mixed with the sperm as she licked his cock clean with her rosy lips and tongue.

Without being told, Sanjna moved her lips from his now cleaned cock and began to lick the sperm off of his thighs. The young man had his hands in her hair as she did so.

Sanjna felt herself being lifted from the floor by several black hands and being taken back to the large bed. There her tender, white pussy was continually filled with black cock until morning.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 05

by Exbiidelhi2012©

The young blonde only slept for a couple of hours. All the men had used her until they completely emptied their heavy balls several times each. Exhausted, but restless, Sanjna’s battered and cum stained body needed rest. None was forthcoming. Instead, after a fitful sleep, she pulled herself up and took a long, hot bath, trying to cleanse her body and soul of the acts that she had been forced to perform.

Sanjna was surprised at the soreness she felt in her legs and ass. She knew that her pussy would be sore, but she didn’t realize how much the rest of her young body would suffer. Even her jaw was sore from the number of stiff cocks she had sucked.

After she had taken a long, hot bath and padded herself dry, Sanjna walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. She looked around for her clothing. Her heart beat faster and her mind raced.

“What did they do with my clothes?” she wondered. Sanjna’s heart seemed to stop when she realized that her clothing was gone. Hall must have taken her clothing while she was being fucked by all of the men last night, she thought. As she looked around the room, she realized that even the lingerie that Hall had put in the room for her was gone. A chill ran up her spine as she realized that she would have to think quickly to avoid being further humiliated. Somehow, she had to call her fiancé and her work in an effort to make everything sound okay, and yet she knew that she couldn’t call from the hotel without caller id showing the hotel number.

Sanjna looked at the clock and realized that it was still only 7:30 in the morning. This gave her a little time to work with. She knew that she couldn’t call anyone that she knew to help her. There would simply be too many questions to answer. Instead, she decided to call room service and see if the young man who had come up last night would help her. Sanjna picked up the phone and requested room service. She decided against asking specifically for the young man, but hoped that he would be the person who came up. As she hung up the phone, she shook her head in dismay as she remembered collapsing to her knees in front of the young man and then licking his semi stiff cock clean of his ejaculation. The beautiful young lawyer was nearly in tears.

Within minutes, there was a knock at the hotel room door. Sanjna tightened the bath towel around her body and looked through the peep hole. It was him! Sanjna hurriedly opened the door and let him in. He looked even younger and larger than he had the previous night. The beautiful blonde began to explain her situation to the young man. As she did, it became clear that he was getting an erection.

“Look,” the young man said to Sanjna, “I don’t get off of work until 10 in the morning. I’ll be happy to take you somewhere then.”

Sanjna looked downcast. “I can’t wait that long. Is there any way that you can leave early,” she pleaded.

“I could lose my job,” he replied. “I can’t afford to lose my job.”

“But I’ve got to get out of here. It’s an emergency. Please help me.” Tears filled her eyes. “Please, I’ll do anything.” Sanjna said this knowing full well what it might mean. When she did, she wondered if she was now using her body as a tool.

“Anything?” the young man asked.

“Yes, . . . anything,” Sanjna said.

The young blonde man reached for the top of the towel that wrapped the beautiful lawyer’s tanned, naked body. Finding it’s corner, he undid the knot and let it fall to the floor. Sanjna stood perfectly still as he did this, her full, firm breasts gently rising and falling with her breath. Sanjna watched as his hand dropped to the juncture between her shapely, tanned legs and his finger began its search for her love hole. Finding it quickly, he began to push his middle finger into her vagina. Sanjna spread her legs slightly to accommodate the invading digit. Instinctively, she put her hands on his wide shoulders to brace herself as he finger fucked her.

It wasn’t long before her pussy began to bathe his finger in its juices. Her big blue eyes were now half shut with sexual desire and the young man palmed one of her tits with his other hand, rubbing the nipple to a rubbery stiffness. The young man couldn’t believe the return of his good fortune. Usually the only girls he fucked were half-drunk high school chicks who just laid there under him as he banged away between their spread legs. The woman he was about to fuck now was a real woman, beautiful, tanned, and seriously hot.

"Take my cock out," he told Sanjna. She opened her eyes and began to fumble with his pants and zipper. This was the first time that she had looked down and seen his hand between her parted thighs. Her rosy lips were slightly parted and her breathing was slightly labored. She noticed that her hips thrust and retreated in a nearly imperceptible way as he entered and pulled his finger away from her pussy. Her fingers pulled his underwear down past the large, erect tool that was straining against the cloth. His pants now lay around his ankles. Sanjna only had to tug on the cock a couple of times before the young man withdrew his finger and turned her towards the bed.

"Climb up on the bed," he said.

Sanjna climbed on the bed and turned and lay on her back. She spread her muscular thighs and opened her arms to beacon the young man to her sexual secrets. He quickly shed his uniform coat and as if being led by his stiff dong advanced toward the young lawyer.

Sanjna was disgusted with herself, but the finger fucking had it’s desired effect on her body. She tried to tell herself that she was simply trying to hurry the inevitable, but she knew that the fire in her vagina was more than that. She looked at the young man’s flat abdomen as he began to lie between her legs and saw the wispy line of hair from his navel that thickened into a dark patch of pubic hair from which his long, wide cock projected stiffly.

Sanjna took the knob of his cock in her fingers and guided it to her love hole. She rubbed it’s fleshy tip against the lips of her pussy and felt him push it into the well lubricated tunnel. “Ohhhhh,” she moaned aloud as he pushed his stiff penis into her. Despite having a t-shirt on and having his pants around his ankles, the young man began to pound into the beautiful blonde with a fierce rhythm that let her know he would not last long. The hotel worker reached out and put Sanjna’s legs around his waist, letting her feet dangle on the back of his thighs, then put his hands beneath Sanjna and dug his fingers deep into her muscular behind.

Sanjna noticed that he was staring down between their bodies, watching his stiff tool going in and out of her neatly trimmed blonde muff. Sanjna reached for him and pulled his face close to her, opening her mouth to take his tongue into her mouth. She sucked expertly on his tongue and squeezed her vaginal walls against his cock.

Sanjna’s ears were filled with the sound of the grunting of the young man and the strange creaking of the bed as it was being used for the umpteenth time to cushion the perfect body of the young lawyer from the raging stallions who used her body to satisfy their lusts.

After only a few seconds of loud slapping of flesh, Sanjna saw his face contort and felt him begin to shoot his spunk into her. She could barely conceal her disappointment that he had not been able to bring her to orgasm, but she realized that she was merely a receptacle for his lust when he quickly withdrew his deflating tool from her pussy and stood up to get dressed.

“Come on,” he said brusquely, “I need to hurry.”

The young man handed her his hotel uniform coat to put on. Sanjna got up quickly off the bed. She realized that she was fairly irritated at the young man, but found that she was ashamed to admit to herself why she was. Despite her shame, she wondered whether he realized the quality of woman he had just fucked. Apparently he did not, and she found that very aggravating.

But Sanjna put on the uniform coat and realized that it barely covered the cheeks of her ass. Her long tanned legs looked strangely incongruous against the color of the coat. As she adjusted the coat to try and cover her buttocks, she felt a bit of the boy’s spunk begin to dribble out of her pussy and onto her thigh. Her neatly manicured hand went down to the juncture between her legs and wiped it off of her naked thigh.

“I’m parked in the hotel garage. We can use the service elevator. Hopefully no one will see us,” he said.

Sanjna ran barefoot through the hallway to the service elevator, her heart beating fast. The young man followed her, eyeing her athletic legs as she ran in her girlish way, each stride resulting in the perfect line splitting her buttocks coming into view.

After what seemed to be an endless run, the two hopped into the young man’s pickup truck and Sanjna lay on the bench seat out of view as he drove her to her condominium. She didn’t resist as his hand moved to her shoulder and began to search for the opening to the jacket. When he found it, his fingers rubbed her full breasts. Sanjna clenched her legs and buttocks tightly together as if that would keep her nipples from becoming erect. It didn’t and she felt the humiliation of her exposed cunt beginning to moisten again. When the young man moved Sanjna’s hand to his crotch, she knew what was expected and began to rub his semi-erect penis through his uniform trousers.

The truck drove for several minutes with Sanjna prone on the seat. Finally they pulled to the curb. Sanjna knew that they had not driven far enough to get to her condominium and so she peeked up over the dash.

“Where are we,” she inquired.

“Just a sec...” was the young man’s reply. He began punching the keypad on his cell phone.

“Hey. Come on down,” he said. “Yeah. Come on down. I mean it. Come on down.”

Sanjna looked at the young man and her eyes began to moisten. She knew she was being betrayed again. “Please,” she begged. “I’ve done everything you’ve asked. I need to get home. Please.”

The driver looked at her and nodded. “Yeah, what we talked about last night,” he said in an effort to be cryptic. It fooled no one. He folded shut the cell phone. “It’ll just be a minute.”

Immediately, the passenger door of the truck opened and someone got in. Sanjna sat up for a split second and then shifted her weight to the driver’s side and lowered her upper body in the direction of the passenger. This left her naked ass pushed up against the driver’s side while her head rested in the lap of the passenger.

“Fuck...” the passenger said when he saw the nearly naked blonde. “You weren’t shittin’ me.”

“I told you, man,” the driver responded. His hand tugged on the uniform coat, opening it slightly and revealing a set of full, lush breasts. The young man felt his cock stiffen as he looked down at the young blonde. Sanjna lay on her side with her buttocks in the direction of the driver. Her heart shaped ass faced him, revealing the thin slit of her pussy between the firm globes.

“Please,” Sanjna begged again. “Please, you promised.”

“Listen,” the driver said, “you said you’d do ‘anything,’ remember? Do you want a ride home or not?”

Sanjna hesitated.

“Well, do you or not? I can let you off right here,” he threatened.

“Nooo. No. No more.”

Sanjna said all of this while she was prone. The young driver began to knead the flesh of her legs and the passenger’s hand dropped to her titties. Sanjna was facing away from the passenger, but could see that his legs were somewhat thick and covered with the blackest of hair. He was wearing gym shorts and sandals, but she had not seen his face. Her thick blonde hair covered most of his crotch area and she braced herself against him by putting her slender hand on his leg.

“Nice and comfortable there, isn’t it,” the passenger asked. He adjusted himself slightly in the seat and Sanjna could feel the stiffness from beneath his shorts.

Sanjna felt a tap on her thigh from the driver. “Hey,” he said, “give him a knobber.”

A wave of furious disgust and dismay swept through the beautiful young lawyer. Did they think she was a common slut? But what could she do? If they dropped her off she’d be ruined.

She felt the passenger shuffle in the seat a bit more and knew that he was pulling his shorts down his thighs. Sanjna knew she had no choice.

The driver patted her ass. “Come on baby. Do it.”

Sanjna turned her head and saw a long cock standing straight out from a pair of hairy, big balls. Obediently, she parted her lips and took the fleshy tip of the stiff meat into her mouth. She was disgusted with herself but kept thinking that if she could just get through this that things would get better.

The passenger pulled back her hair to get a look at her innocent face. He watched as her head bobbed up and down a few times before she released the cock from her mouth. Then her tongue flicked out and licked at its rubbery head. One of her hands held the shaft while the other worked on his balls. Abruptly, she stopped licking and her head dove down the length of his tool. His throbbing cock was now at it’s full size, and the passenger rested his left hand on her baby soft ass.

The vehicle rolled on as Sanjna gave head to this stranger. The taste and smell of the young man’s penis was purely male, and Sanjna found her situation strangely erotic. It didn’t surprise her then when the finger that she felt searching for her love passage found it and was immediately awash with her pussy’s juices. She wasn’t sure whose finger it was that was now within her, but she assumed it was the driver’s.

“Mmmmmmmmmm,” she moaned as she tried to keep her mind on the young stallion’s tool that she had in her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down several more times on the still flesh, she thought that he may be close to climaxing when the truck slowed to a stop. The finger withdrew from her pussy and she felt it’s sticky wetness on her curvy hip as a hand tapped her.

“We’re here,” the driver said.

Sanjna looked up from the passenger’s lap and saw her condominium. Inexplicably, she turned to the stiff cock and took it’s full length into her mouth. She withdrew far enough to feel the tip of the shaft in her mouth and then plunged down again. Then she released it completely from her lips and patted it with her hand as she smiled at the surprised young passenger.

The driver’s door opened and she jumped out of the car to run to her front door. As she fumbled with the keys to open it, she felt a now familiar moistness between her legs and heard both truck doors slam. In the back of her mind, the horny young woman knew she was going to have to fuck both men within a few minutes. She was correct.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 06

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna’s big day had finally arrived. It was the third Saturday in June and her wedding was the big event of the day. The young bride-to-be had worked hard on her body over the past several months, toning and tanning, so as to make the perfect bride. Her handsome fiancé had never suspected the ordeal that she had been through and Sanjna felt that this day would be the vindication of all that she had endured.

As the hour approached, Sanjna filled her time with her family and friends pampering her and making sure that everything was perfect. She had manicured her hands, pedicured her feet, and had a professional make over. Her hair was perfect and her face and smile dazzling. She waited in a room adjacent to the chapel, her attendants and mother and grandmother all with her. With about 45 minutes to go, Sanjna began to change into her wedding gown. It was a flowing white gown which contrasted wonderfully with her tanned skin. As she was helped into the dress, she laughed and smiled at all of the compliments that her girlfriends and family cast upon her.

The finishing touches were just being applied to her attire when there was a knock on the door. One of the attendants opened the door to see who was knocking. It was Mr. Hall! Sanjna had invited him, entirely at his insistence, and had felt alright with the decision to invite, believing that it might actually make him a bit more discreet in his dealings with her since he would now know her husband, but she was surprised to see him at the door to her chambers. He was dressed in an extremely expensive suit and looked very sophisticated. On his arm was a beautiful tall brunette at least a generation younger than he. In his hand he carried a small box.

“Hi, Sanjna,” he called to her. “I wanted to say hello to you before the big moment.”

Sanjna forced a smile and called back a “hello.”

However, instead of backing out of the room, Hall moved further in. He introduced himself to the group of women in the room and told them about how crucial Sanjna had been to the success of his company. Then he surprised everyone by saying that he needed to talk business to Sanjna for just a few minutes.

Sanjna tried not to let this appear as a shock, but she tried to resist. “Mr. Hall, surely, you’re kidding,” she laughed. “This is my wedding day!”

“I know it is, Sanjna, but it will only take ten minutes. And, with you being gone on your honeymoon, I’ll not have a chance to discuss this problem with you for another three weeks. It just can’t wait.”

Sanjna thought about continuing to resist, but she was uncertain what Hall was capable of doing.

Her mother however was not worried about Hall’s problems.

“Mr. Hall,” Sanjna’s mother said, “I have to say that this is very inappropriate. I must insist that you let Sanjna have this day without discussing any legal matters with you.”

Hall looked at Sanjna. “As you would have it, then. Sanjna, I’d simply like to leave this video tape with your mother. It is a very interesting compilation of your work with my company.”

Sanjna froze momentarily, but quickly recovered.

“Mother, you don’t understand the serious nature of business. Even though it’s my wedding day, my work has to come first.” Sanjna laughed nervously. “Let me talk to Mr. Hall for just a minute.”

Sanjna waved Hall over towards her and began to walk to a spot away from the others.

Hall stood still. “Sanjna, I’m afraid that we need to speak in private.”

Sanjna looked at him dumbfounded. What should she do, she wondered? She looked at the video in his hand and then at the other people in the room.

“Alr... Alright, then,” she stuttered. “Everyone outside for a minute.”

Sanjna made a big show of shooing the attendants and her family outside the room. “Go on, now... work comes first,” she said laughingly. “Go on, shoo, shoo.” The young blonde ushered everyone out of the room except Hall and the brunette with him, and locked the door.

Hall smiled as he watched her turn the latch. She knew what he had in mind.

Sanjna looked at the tall man in the room. Although he had taken her many times, she was still stunned that he would expect to be serviced minutes before her wedding. Was that what he was wanting, she wondered? Still, she thought of her make up and her demeanor and was intent on not crying or otherwise ruining her day.

“Mr. Hall, thank you for coming to my wedding,” Sanjna said, wanting to keep this non-threatening and polite.

“Sanjna, I wouldn’t have missed it for anything. I was just bragging to Erica here what a lucky man your new husband is. Isn’t she a beautiful bride, Erica?”

The tall brunette smiled. “She’s gorgeous!”

“It’s just too bad that we don’t have all night,” he said.

Sanjna’s countenance sagged. My god, she thought, he really does want me to do this.

“Mr. Hall, please. This is my wedding day. Please don’t do this to me.”

“Sanjna, it’s because it’s your wedding day that I want to do it,” he replied. “I’m sorry that I feel this way, I know it’s not very sympathetic, but I want to be the first to fuck you on your wedding day. I want your pussy to be dripping my cum as you walk down the aisle. Now if you don’t want your wedding guests to see this video played during the reception, I’d suggest that you lift that dress and get ready for my cock.”

“Step out of your heels, baby,” Erica said.

Sanjna looked at her in disbelief. Still she didn’t object when the tall brunette stooped to help get the heels off of Sanjna’s feet. Sanjna was obviously in shock, but she knew better than to try and cross Hall. As Erica raised the wedding gown train, Sanjna stepped out of her heels.

Erica hoped that the hose Sanjna was wearing weren’t pantyhose. “Are these thigh length?” she asked Sanjna.

Sanjna nodded yes.

“Good, then turn around and hold on to this table. I’ll get your gown up around your waist so that it doesn’t get messed up.”

Erica said everything in such a matter of fact manner that Sanjna was amazed. What could she do but obey? She turned and placed both hands on the edge of a table. She felt Erica’s hand on her back applying gentle pressure.

“Bend down, baby.” Erica pushed on Sanjna’s back until she was bent at a 90 degree angle. Then Sanjna felt the train and the rest of her dress being slowly lifted from the floor and draped over her back. Sanjna shifted her hands and leaned on the table with her elbows and forearms flat against the table top. She knew that her flared hips would offer a delectable sight to any man. A rush of cool air kissed the skin on her legs and ass. She was apprehensive about what was to come, but feared even more the fact that the time of her wedding was drawing nearer and that her family and friends outside the room would wonder what was taking so long.

Her perfect legs were encased in white, silk, thigh high stockings, held up by a garter belt that fit around her slim waist. Her firm buttocks were barely covered by a pair of sexy white panties which were stretched to the limit by the position that Sanjna was bent over in.

Hall felt his thick cock begin to bulge against his trousers. The bride’s tanned skin contrasted wonderfully against the silky white underwear and dress. His tool stiffened even further when he thought of how humiliating it must be for the young woman to be forced to allow her pussy to be invaded by another man’s cock on her wedding day.

While Hall stood behind Sanjna and watched the young bride bent at the waist, Erica moved to the beautiful blonde and began to unfasten the garter hooks. Leaving them dangling from Sanjna’s thighs, Erica’s fingers found the waistband on Sanjna’s panties and began to work them down the soft skin of Sanjna’s hips and thighs. When they became bunched around Sanjna’s ankles, Erica lifted each foot up and took the panties completely off. Turning to Hall, she handed the silky underwear to him. He put them in his pocket.

Hall nodded to Erica and the tall brunette’s hands went to the bride’s tight ass. As her left hand kept pressure on the small of Sanjna’s back, her right hand moved to between Sanjna’s legs.

“Spread your legs a little more, baby,” Erica said to Sanjna. There was a barely audible whimper from Sanjna, but her feet moved a bit further apart.

Erica then reached between Sanjna’s legs and felt the freshly waxed pubic area of the young blonde. Sanjna was humiliated knowing what she must look like bent over as she was. The cleft of her tanned bubble butt led directly to the exposed tight slit of her pussy. She knew that she must look like an animal being prepared to be bred.

Sure enough it wasn’t long before she felt the larger hands of a man on her hips. Sanjna turned back to see what was happening behind her. Hall was directly behind her with his pants straddling his knees and his thick thighs akimbo. His stiff manhood stood out from the thick patch of pubic hair and Sanjna saw that Erica was guiding the blood engorged head toward her little pussy.

Erica rubbed the fleshy tip of his cock up and down the slit apparently looking for the opening. Unable to resist or unwilling to wait, Hall began to press his stiffness against her. The young woman squirmed uncomfortably as the man tried to force his large dong into her. When the pressure was too great and his rock hard cock punched through the resistance and entered her, Sanjna let out a little yelp of discomfort. She quickly caught herself and her eyes closed in anguish as she was impaled by Hall’s stiff manhood. Her mind swirled in disbelief: she was being fucked by another man right before she walked down the aisle!

Hall watched the young woman squirm as he entered her from behind. The dryness of her pussy was uncomfortable to him, he knew that she wasn’t ready to be banged. He was really making a point to her. He wanted her to know and accept that he could take her wherever and whenever he wanted. Hall wanted to give Sanjna the ultimate reminder that she would be forced to service him or others at his convenience and that her marriage would not change that.

The man held her hips tightly as he forced his thick rod into her dry little pussy. In an effort to get Sanjna wet, he pushed his cock into her until his pubic hair was pushed up against the soft skin of her buttocks. He held his cock completely within her for several seconds as he observed the young woman. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were shut. He pulled out a mere couple of inches of his thickness and pushed it slowly back in, repeating this several times. The only indication of her being turned on was the fact that her mouth was completely open and her brow was slightly furrowed. She’s feeling it now, Hall thought to himself as he pistoned slowly in and out of the beautiful blonde’s love hole.

Very quickly Sanjna began to lube up and Hall’s discomfort was gone. His long cock now glistened with her juices but Hall realized that Sanjna was making every effort to stand absolutely still so as to not display any enjoyment of the fucking she was receiving. Still, he rocked her back and forth with his pounding of her tight pussy and the wetness of her vagina spoke volumes of how turned on Sanjna actually was. The large, heavy balls of his were hanging low in his sac beneath the shiny stiffness that was his manhood. He had purposefully refrained from having sex for several days so that he would be able to empty a big load of spunk into the bride-to-be.

The thought of taking this beautiful young blonde on her wedding day filled Hall’s mind as he fucked her slowly from behind. She was his, he thought, to have whenever and wherever he pleased, and he was going to fill her hot little pussy with his thick, sticky goo any second.

Sanjna, meanwhile, was filled with anguish. Bent at the waist, her lovely ass up in the air being served to a man she loathed, she tried to think of nothing other than bringing the animal pounding his cock into her sex to a climax. Just get it over with her mind cried! But as Hall continued to bang into her hot, quivering cunt, Sanjna began to feel the early signs of impending orgasm coming over her. Without thinking, Sanjna pushed her open legs back against Hall’s thrusting thighs and felt his hairy quads up against her smooth backside. Then, just as she realized that her own climax was only seconds away, the young blonde reached between her tanned legs and felt for Hall’s hairy balls and squeezed them gently. Hall’s cock immediately erupted, shooting his thick sperm deep into Sanjna’s cunt. As Sanjna’s pussy milked his seed from him, Sanjna bit her lower lip to keep from crying out when her own climax washed over her.

For what seemed like minutes, but was only seconds, Hall’s tool discharged semen deep into the young bride. Only after his balls had completely emptied their contents into Sanjna’s neatly manicured pussy did she let go of the sac and feel Hall pull his deflating organ out of her. As she gathered her breath and wits, Sanjna saw Erica kneel before Hall and take his glistening cock into her mouth and wash it clean.

After several seconds, Erica let his cock out of her mouth and gently replaced it in his pants, carefully zipping them up. Then Erica got up and assisted Sanjna in standing upright and fixing her garters and white wedding dress while Hall went to open the door. It all happened so quickly that Sanjna did not have time to ask for her panties back.

As the friends and family came back into the room, Hall spoke to them politely and then seemed to vanish, leaving Sanjna uncomfortably standing in a room which she hoped didn’t smell too much like sex. With the ceremony literally only minutes away, Sanjna was ushered into the church foyer to await the procession.

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Sanjna walked down the aisle looking spectacular on her father’s arm. The church was filled with guests all smiling at the beaming bride. Mr. Hall and Erica were at standing in a row near the aisle as Sanjna walked by. She tried not to look at him, but smiled at the guests standing past him. Shockingly, however, she felt his warm, thick cum beginning to seep out of her naked pussy and down between her soft, tanned thighs as she walked down the aisle towards her smiling groom.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 07

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Several weeks had passed since Sanjna's wedding. As bad as it had seemed due to Mr. Hall’s visit, the rest of the day went beautifully and Sanjna, cleaning herself immediately after the ceremony was able to hide what had occurred to her from her new husband. As the days and weeks began to pass, the memory of her ordeal began to fade. When she did think about it, she realized that she was lucky to still have her job. First, she had mishandled an extremely large claim on one of the firm's primary clients. This, she knew, could have, and in fact, should have, resulted in her dismissal. If that was not bad enough, she knew that she was still subject to problems with her job if this came to light. If the mistake came to light, she might also lose her license to practice law, something that would devastate her future. Second, however, she was lucky to still have her job because her work load and long hours allowed her the mental luxury of having her mind occupied by other matters and not dwelling on what she had been through constantly.

Still, she dreaded the day that she would again hear from Hall. The truth be known, as the days and weeks passed she began to harbor that unrealistic hope that he was out of her life.

That hope came to an end one morning with a page at the office.

"Sanjna, Mr. Hall is on line 7 for you," the voice over the intercom said.

Sanjna was in one of the partner's offices talking about the negotiation process on another client's large acquisition. When she heard the page, the coffee cup that she was holding began to shake somewhat, and the file which had been balanced on her lap slipped to the floor.

"Sanjna, are you okay?" the partner inquired.

Sanjna's blue eyes widened and she shook her head as if to clear her mind. With that she muttered, "Mr. Jackson, I think I need to take that call. I'll be right back."

With no further explanation, Sanjna got up from her chair, nervously placed the coffee on the partner's desk and began to quickly go to her office. Robert Jackson, the partner, was a middle aged man. He looked at her quizzically as she nearly ran out of the office. As she rushed through the office trying to get back to her office, Jackson got up and closed his door, making sure that he latched the lock. Then he returned to his desk and opened the doors to his credenza. He quickly turned on the tape recorder to record. Then he waited until he saw line 7 engage and put the line on the speaker so that he could listen in on the conversation between Sanjna and Hall.

He was concerned that this young associate might be in over her head with this important client and his interest had been piqued by her strange response to the page. However, nothing that he knew about Sanjna would prepare him for what transpired next.

"Hello, this is Sanjna."

"Sanjna, Steve Hall. How is my favorite lawyer?"

"I'm fine," Sanjna responded trying to steer the conversation away from anything personal. "Did you need to talk about your file?"

"Well, I have to say that I do, but I'm sorry that you don't seem to remember who I am."

Sanjna laughed nervously. "Of course I do," she said in a cheerful voice. "I've been meaning to talk to you about your business venture that I've been working on."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Listen, I need you to do something for me." Sanjna's heart sank.

"What do you need?" she asked with trepidation.

"I've got a friend in New York City who needs some help with her business," he said. "I'll need you to arrange it so that you go to Manhattan for a meeting at my office on Thursday and make plans to stay through Sunday afternoon." He said this with the air of a man who wouldn't permit questioning.

Sanjna didn't know what to say. "Will any other lawyers need to go with me from here?"

"No, I just need you to come."

"Can I bring my husband?"

"Sure you can," Hall said. Then he laughed. "I'm sure you'd want him to share the experience of you being fucked. I'll even bring him the video of you and me fucking and tell him about how you fucked all the guys from BFD Radio just to bring him up to date on your activities."

There was stunned silence on the line.

Then Hall continued. "Should I tell him about how you fucked the room service kid, too?"

More silence. Then Sanjna replied. "No, no, please leave him out of this."

Hall answered sarcastically. "What a surprise. Just get your tight ass to Manhattan on Thursday. Expect to stay through Sunday." Then Hall gave Sanjna the phone number of the woman that he wanted her to call. "Tell her that you're the gift I told her about." He laughed again. "Got it?"

"Yes, I understand," Sanjna said sorrowfully as she hung up the phone.

Jackson hung up the phone and turned off the recorder. He had jotted down the phone number that Hall had given Sanjna. He went to the door of his office and unlocked it and then returned to his leather chair. He had been stunned by what he heard and he knew that his first duty was to inform his partners at the firm that something was terribly amiss with their beautiful associate. But Jackson wasn't that type of guy. His mind ran through a hundred scenarios but none of them explained what he had just heard. Of all people, he thought. Sanjna fucking clients! That prim and proper woman would have been the last person he would suspect of doing something like this.

Jackson picked up his phone and dialed the number Hall had left. A woman answered.

"Hello, may I help you?" It was a sultry, sexy voice.

Jackson didn't know exactly what to say. He cleared his throat. "Yes, I was given this number."

"Are you in Manhattan, honey?"

"No, but I will be this weekend," he replied.

"Will you need a young lady?"

Now he thought he knew what he was dealing with. Had he reached a prostitution service of some type? "Well, I was thinking about it," he answered.

"We have many beautiful young women available. When you get into town simply call this number and tell me what you'd like, okay?"

"Sure," he replied. Sanjna opened his door and stuck her head in. Her pouty lips mouthed the words, "Can I come in?" He motioned her in and watched as her shapely form walked across the deep carpet. She wore a silky blouse that was open at the neck and despite being conservative, could do nothing to hide her large, well formed melons. Jackson took in the rest of her, too: her tanned legs which were covered by a tight skirt that went to just above her knees and high heeled shoes that enclosed her small, well pedicured feet. Sanjna sat on the chair at the corner of his desk. This gave him a good view as her skirt scooted up her thighs. He felt his cock stiffen.

"I'll just give you a call when I get into town," he said, and then hung up the phone. He felt his throat become dry almost immediately after he put the phone down. What did he have here, he wondered? Sanjna was giving her ass away? Fifteen minutes ago he would have laughed at the suggestion.

Jackson felt a bit of anger welling up inside him. His mind raced back several years to when Sanjna was a law clerk for the firm and he had noticed her great body back then. Events that were hosted for the purpose of recruiting the finest law students to the firm always had included picnics and other gatherings where the dress was very casual or athletic and he remembered how fine Sanjna looked in shorts and t-shirts. Jackson remembered how one evening after a day of planned events, he had drunkenly made a pass at the young law student by grabbing her firm buttocks with both hands and trying to kiss her as they waited alone for a ride back to town from a firm picnic. She had acted enraged and threatened to reveal his impropriety to both his partners and his wife! She had done neither after he apologized profusely, but for the next several months he had lived a life of fear of this contretemps being exposed. Now things were completely smoothed over between them, but he had never forgiven her for rebuffing his advances or threatening his career like she did. Now it seemed the shoe was on the other foot.

As Jackson conversed with Sanjna about their project, his mind wandered. As out of character as it would otherwise be, he could see Sanjna fucking Hall. Hall was handsome, extraordinarily wealthy and powerful. But wasn't the BFD a black organization, he wondered? It seemed odd that she would give it up to any group of men, certainly one like the BFD group. And a room service kid? That was inexplicable.

Sanjna thought that she could detect a subtle change in Jackson's demeanor towards her. He eyed her openly, it seemed, taking in her full breasts and leering at her thighs. She had not felt so uncomfortable around him in months. She hoped that she must be imagining this change in Jackson simply because of the insecure way that Hall's phone call had made her feel, but her face and neck turned a glowing red anyway.

***

Sanjna had nervously packed her bag for the trip to Manhattan. She felt a horrible pang of guilt lying to her new husband, but she felt that this part of her life was simply spinning out of control.

***

It was Friday morning and Sanjna lay nude beneath the luxurious sheets of the famous five star hotel she was staying in. The bedspread and blanket had been pushed to the foot of the bed. The sheets were bunched up and snaked between her exposed tanned legs, brushing the soft flesh of her inner thighs as they covered only her neatly trimmed pussy and flat belly. Her large breasts lay naked and exposed on her chest. The achingly erect nipples which capped her lovely breasts still tingled with the sensation of her last orgasm. Her beautiful blue eyes stared out from her fashion model's face, her tousled blonde hair lying spread out on the pillow.

She watched as Hall looked in the mirror and put the finishing touches on getting dressed by straightening his tie. Sanjna could feel the latest large load of sperm within her ravaged orifice that had just been deposited by Hall, and her juices and earlier deposits which he had caused to overflow during his intense fucking of her were drying into a flaky mixture between her thighs.

As she expected, Hall had spent the previous evening, night and now morning satisfying his enormous sexual appetite with Sanjna. He had just finished throwing her the second of two morning fucks minutes ago. Despite the fact that she regretted being forced to endure his carnal cravings at all, Sanjna recognized that he awakened an animalistic side of her sexuality that she previously did not know existed. Once awakened, she knew that she had met the thrust of his long, thick cock over and over again with a willing and wet cunt thrust back for more. And many times during the past eight hours she had climaxed in response to his to his hard driving cock.

Hall came to her and touched her hand. "Get some rest," he advised. "Then, remember to do what I told you to do." Sanjna nodded silently, knowing better than to question or protest.

Minutes after Hall left, Sanjna's nervous fingers pushed the telephone keypad numbers from the paper Hall had given her. She wondered what was in store for her next.

A woman answered the phone and Sanjna identified herself.

"Oh yes, he assured me that you'd be calling. Welcome to Manhattan!"

Sanjna was relieved that the woman sounded nice and friendly. Sanjna hesitated before stammering her long rehearsed line: "I really don't know why I'm calling you," she said.

"Well, you need to come over to my office and we'll talk," the woman replied. She then gave Sanjna an address and asked her to be there in two hours. "Remember," the woman closed with, "no later than 10:30 this morning."

"Okay," Sanjna answered and hung up the phone.

The young blonde quickly got out of bed and went to bathe. As she ran the bath water, she surveyed her nude body in the hotel room mirror. She knew that at first glance most men who saw her naked would probably notice her magnificent melons. A full D cup, they still stood proud and high on her chest, her pink nipples pointing slightly upward on the breasts. These were genetic gifts from her mother who still turned heads even in her mid-40's. What the beautiful young lawyer was most proud of, though, was her very flat tummy, slim waist and the round, muscular tush that capped off her lean, well defined legs. That was the product of hours at the gym. That was the product of her hard work and dedication.

She stepped into the hot shower and began to lather her body with a soapy wash cloth. Despite her dread, she noticed a tingling in her nipples, thighs and pussy each time she touched those areas with the cloth. The young woman realized that she was trapped, but she tried to reassure herself that she was not tantalized by her knowledge that she was to be used by people for their sexual gratification within the next few hours.

***

Sanjna rang the doorbell to the apartment. She nervously shifted her weight from foot to foot. Finally the door opened and Sanjna was let in. Just inside were several couches and a few leather chairs. A television played in the corner. No one was in the room but the middle aged woman who had opened the door. The woman motioned her into an office just off of the living room area.

"We open in 20 minutes," the woman said. "Did you bring anything to change into?" she inquired.

"No," Sanjna replied, "I didn't realize I needed to."

"Actually, you probably don't need to," the woman said as she laughed. "You're so beautiful, how you're dressed won't be important."

"What am I doing here," Sanjna asked nervously.

"Well, we offer a full service. Gentlemen come in and make a selection from a line-up of my ladies. Then you service them."

"Service them?" Sanjna asked.

"My, Hall said you were naïve. He wasn't lying, was he? You take them to a room and have sex with them, sweetheart."

Sanjna's heart sank. Her mind swirled. Could she do this, she wondered? Did she have a choice? "Are you suggesting that I become a prostitute?" she asked the woman.

"So, you really haven't done this before, have you?"

Sanjna's blue eyes looked deeply into the woman's face. The young blonde shook her head "no."

"Look," the woman continued, "what man could resist you? Your body and face are unbelievable assets to you, baby. Add that to what I understand is a very strong sexual drive, and you'll make the perfect whore."

"But a prostitute," Sanjna said uncomprehendingly. "What would people say?"

"No one has to know, darling."

The woman was experienced enough to know that she didn't want to ask the young woman if she wanted to do it. Instead, she simply told her that she would handle all of the money and that Sanjna only had to make the men happy.

"Now, since you didn't bring anything to change into, go in this room and just change down to your bra and panties. And, oh, leave your high heels on, too."

Sanjna slowly walked into the room to strip. As she did, she heard the phone ring and the woman answer.

"Hello?" The woman's voice had a lilt in it. "Yes, Bernard, we will open shortly. Oh, yes. We have someone new for you to meet. She's beautiful: young, blonde, innocent, and oh so gorgeous. You'll love her. I heard she's a former college cheerleader. Oh, yes. Yes, dear. Come be the first to taste. Okay, try and make it. Yes, it's her first day!"

Sanjna felt knots in her stomach. Still, her trembling fingers worked her blouse undone and then moved to remove her skirt and pantyhose. Finally down to her bra and panties, she opened the door just slightly and peeked out.

The woman smiled and motioned her out. Sanjna felt thoroughly humiliated. Here she was a professional, conservative lawyer, being forced into allowing her body to be sold for use by whoever paid a fee.

The madam stared at her tanned body. It was remarkable, especially against the peach bra and panty set.

The madam whistled low. "Wow! I like what I see! Turn around for me, baby!"

Sanjna blushed. The bra revealed an acre of full, firm young breasts, but what really embarrassed her was turning to show that she wore a thong. Her tight, high ass cheeks were completely bare!

The madam nodded her head approvingly and motioned Sanjna into the other room.

Sanjna slowly walked into the living room, where she found three other young women. She was surprised that their appearance ranged from very attractive to nearly beautiful. They were all in lingerie of a more seductive type than that of Sanjna.

As the woman introduced the girls to Sanjna, Sanjna found her eyes staring sheepishly at the floor. The air in the room was cool on the exposed skin of her body and she was all too aware that she was virtually naked. She really regretted wearing a thong panty this morning.

As the girls welcomed Sanjna, the front door buzzer rang. The woman hurried to the door.

When she returned, all of the girls stood. Sanjna did so too, trying to not have eye contact with the man who accompanied the madam. Sanjna folded her hands at the juncture of her thighs.

"Bernard, you must have literally run over from your office," the madam teased. The man was probably in his late 40's and was balding and obscenely fleshy. He dabbed his forehead with a handkerchief. His slightly bulging eyes surveyed the young women before him.

One girl introduced herself. The other two said, "Hi, Bernard." When it came to Sanjna she hesitated. "I'm Ju..."

One of the more experienced of the girls interrupted. "She's Heidi," the girl said. Sanjna looked at her and saw the girl smile. She had saved Sanjna from using her real name. Sanjna smiled back thankfully.

Sanjna, however, wasn't prepared for what happened next.

The man pulled his wallet out and looked at the madam and said, "I'll see Heidi. Just for half an hour." Sanjna watched in horror as the man fumbled for the cash in his wallet. She wondered how much cash was necessary to have her spread her legs for a man's penis.

The phrase "bought and paid for" ran through Sanjna's mind.

As the madam motioned the two to a very short hallway, Sanjna walked nervously in front of both people. She felt her face and neck redden as she thought of the man staring at the two naked globes of her ass. They turned abruptly into the first door and Sanjna realized that the room was adjacent to the living room. The older woman placed a packaged condom on the bed in front of Sanjna. The madam then smiled, said, "have fun," and closed the door. Sanjna faced the man who was about to fuck her.

"You're new here, huh?" the man asked as he pulled his shoes off, dropped his pants and took his shirt off. He obviously had done this before. Sanjna watched as he began to pull his white briefs down his legs. He was quickly nude. The man's chest, back and shoulders were covered in short thick hair. His semi-erect tool was short but very thick and descended from his body at an odd angle to the floor. A heavy looking ball sac nestled closely to his penis. "You probably ought to get outta that bra and panties, baby. I'm feelin' like the lone ranger" he said.

Sanjna shuddered, but unhooked the bra and released her big tits. For no apparent reason, Sanjna's nipples were bullet hard even now.

The man stared at her full mounds lustfully as she pulled her panties down her thighs and kicked them away with her feet. Now he had his first unobstructed view of this young whore who he would soon have his pleasure with. Sanjna noticed that he stared down to her neatly trimmed slit.

The man opened his arms and beckoned her near. Sanjna slowly walked into his arms. As he hugged her she felt her naked body pressed tightly against his hairy chest, torso and legs. Her sensitive belly felt his prick push against her soft skin. As his hands descended from her back to her tight ass cheeks, Sanjna moved her hands upward around his hairy shoulders. She was repulsed by the hairy man, but the contact sent an odd thrill down her spine. Her young body was trembling almost uncontrollably.

The man's hand moved between her thighs and pushed her legs apart and probed for the opening to her vagina. Sanjna spread her legs for him slightly, accepting the inevitable. His finger dug deeply into her tight pussy. The finger fucking was a bit uncomfortable because the young woman had not been prepared for this sexual encounter and was not yet very moist. The palm of the man's hand pushed against her closely trimmed mons venus. His other hand went to her naked breast and began to jostle and manhandle the big mounds of soft flesh, pulling on her nipple and drawing it to a rubbery stiffness between his fingers. The penetration of her love tunnel also began to have an immediate effect on Sanjna. It was only a matter of seconds before the slow steady rhythm of his fingers pushing in and out of her pussy began to moisten the passage very well.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 07

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Soon Sanjna's buttocks began to meet his probe by pushing towards his hand and flexing as he explored the depths of her young passage. She began to groan in helpless defeat as her athletic body began to betray her again. As she involuntarily reacted to the man's touching, her groaning became a bit more audible.

"Oh. Oh. Oh." She cried with each probe of his finger. He expertly found her clitoris and began to rub it lightly.

The hairy older man moved one of her hands down to his stiffening cock. He knew that he was dealing with an almost virginal innocence and that he would have to take charge of the time he had with her.

He was pleased when her soft hand began to squeeze his tool gently.

For Sanjna's part, she was amazed as the massive, thick tool began to stiffen and grow even further. Her slender fingers began to be able to feel the thick veins that ran the length of his manhood. Curiosity got the best of her and she looked down between their bodies and was amazed by the large, bulbous knob which formed the head of his cock. The beautiful former cheerleader was nearly mesmerized by it and took it into the palm of her hand and felt of the strange organ.

Time however, was ticking on and Bernard knew that he would have to use the beautiful woman quickly. Bernard instructed Sanjna to put the condom on him.

Sanjna was now aroused and allowing the repulsive man full access to her pussy. The wet sluicing sound of his finger probing her made it very apparent that she was physically ready for more whether or not she was aware of it.

She fumbled with the plastic package, not even able to tear it open. She noticed the fact that it was a magnum size. She couldn't tear it open!

The man impatiently grabbed it from her with one hand, tore it open with his teeth and told her to put it on him.

Sanjna pulled the condom out of the package and began to roll it onto his thick cock.

Bernard abruptly pulled his finger out of her tight vaginal opening and turned her around. Without further ado, he began trying to enter her from behind as she stood in front of him. Sanjna reached up high for one of the bed posts and tried to bend slightly to accommodate his advances. She felt the thick head of his massive manhood pushing on her opening, but the girth of his tool made it difficult for him to enter her. As he pushed his stiffness harder against her, she bent over a little further, pushing her buttocks up somewhat, offering herself up to him.

Bernard pulled back momentarily and looked at the tight pair of buttocks and the pink slit that was framed by the two heart shaped globes. He aimed his thick, blood inflated glans at the little slit and pushed hard. Sanjna groaned loudly. He had the young woman by the hips and pushed again, harder. The slit began to widen and he saw the rubbery tip of his cock began to disappear slowly into the very wet opening.

"Yeah, baby, open up for daddy," the man said distractedly. He pushed harder and Sanjna felt herself begin to stretch. The innocent young blonde groaned deeply at the latest thrust and was relieved when she felt the man's hairy testicles strike the back of her tanned legs, indicating that he had nearly entered her completely. It wasn't the length so much that caused the discomfort as the unnatural width of his cock.

The man now had complete access to her wetly glistening slit. God! He was enjoying it. His eyes were bulging as he watched the writhing pussy of this young woman with long, tapered legs get impaled on his big dong.

Despite the wetness of her pussy, Sanjna groaned in discomfort with each lunge from the man. Bernard began to fuck her in earnest now, his thick cock slamming hard into her.

"Ohhhhh," she cried as he fucked against her.

"Ohhhhh," she cried again when he withdrew and plunged back in. His merciless pace was increasing with every stroke.

"Ohhhhh, please," she cried pitifully.

"Take my dick, baby" the man replied. "Take it all," as he thrust again. The large man fucked her with an energy that was almost savage.

Sanjna continued to groan loudly with each piston of the man's large tool.

Bernard laughed to himself. It sounded as if he was killing her with his cock. The thought of her discomfort aroused the cruel man further and he stepped up the pace of his fucking.

Sanjna's little hands clung tightly to the bed post as if it was a life preserver and she was in the ocean. "Hurry," her mind thought. "Please come inside me fast," she prayed silently, ironically hoping for his thick semen to fill the condom inside her quickly.

Bernard continued to fuck her relentlessly. He saw that her soft skin began to be covered with a glistening of moisture as he pounded her mercilessly. He worked her like this for several minutes, enjoying her loud moans and cries.

Then he abruptly pulled out of her cunt and turned her naked, trembling body around. He pushed her onto her back on the bed.

As rough as he was, Sanjna was relieved. The fucking she had taken had left her breathless and as she tried to regain her breath she was relieved to lie back in the middle of the bed. Surely this would be more comfortable for her. She watched Bernard scramble onto the bed.

Sanjna spread her luscious thighs wide for the man. She was ashamed that she did so, but knew that it would be easier on her if she let him have full access to her tender pussy. As he hovered over her, she reached between his legs and felt the obscenely wet tool. She guided it into her pussy and he began to establish a demanding rhythm once again, the weight of his heavy body flattening her round buttocks against the creaking bed.

Sanjna couldn't help but moan under his weight, her legs fully splayed beneath him with her knees slightly bent and in the air. In a strange thought that occurred to her as she absorbed his fucking, she thought that the flexibility gained as a collegiate cheerleader assisted her today.

She wrapped her arms around the man's hairy back because she had nowhere else to put them. Her juices began to flow more freely and she whimpered when he rammed her again and again.

The jack hammering of her cunt produced an unwanted reaction in her. As much as she wanted to avoid it, she was beginning to stiffen and thrust on the borderline of orgasm.

"Please, hurry," she cried silently as he bulled his way into her, hoping to avoid the humiliation of climaxing under this beastly fucking. Nevertheless, her nails dug into his back as she rose to climax.

"Can you cum for me," she asked. "Cum inside me, cum inside me," she repeated without thought to what she was saying. "Fuck me good."

Then there was a knock at the door. "Five minutes," a young lady's voice said. "Better finish up!"

"Oh my god," Sanjna's thought as her mind raced. "Everyone out there knows I'm fucking this man."

The man began to alter his rhythm and then stiffen, shake and roar. He gripped her tanned thighs so hard that it was almost painful. Sanjna looked into his eyes which stared unknowingly into hers. She knew his eruption was imminent. Now her mind cried out another thought. "Wait, please, not yet!"

As she felt the great thick stream of super heated cum begin to explode within the condom inside her, her mind raced! She was so close to climax.

"Noooo," she cried out loud. "Not yet!"

The raging man grunted his gratification loudly as he continued to pour his cum into the condom filling her hot pussy. The sensation of him pumping his hot spunk deep into her vagina aroused Sanjna like nothing before. Sanjna frantically tried to bring herself to orgasm against his rapidly deflating cock. Her hips pumped shamelessly against the man in a futile effort to climax. It was no use. She was ashamed as he pulled himself off of her and left her light headed and spread on the bed.

After several moments, she felt him touch her thigh. "Thank you, baby." With that, she heard him pad across the floor and out the door.

Sanjna's eyes flew open wide however, when a young woman's voice said "Heidi, you better get up."

Sanjna hopped up off of the bed, her naked breasts jiggling as she looked for the bra and thong on the floor. The used condom lay on the bed beside her. The helpful young woman who had come in, handed Sanjna a small towel and Sanjna, who could now feel her own juices seeping out of her slit, placed the towel between her legs, picked up the sordid evidence of the used condom, and ran to the bathroom down the hall.

As she entered the hallway, she bumped into a man in a suit who was being led back to another room by the madam.

"Excuse me," she said.

The man laughed and eyed her up and down. "No excuse necessary, young lady. What have you got there," he asked playfully as he looked at the used condom in her hand.

The madam said, "She's brand new."

As Sanjna ran naked in front of the two, she could hear them laughing uproariously.

It wasn't until after a short, hot shower that Sanjna's heart stopped beating furiously. She toweled off and then went to have a seat in the living room. One of the other young women was sitting quietly in the area. They smiled at each other.

Sanjna sat down and crossed her nervous legs. Within seconds, she was astonished to hear the moans and groans of two people in the room which she had just been in with Bernard. Her eyes widened as she realized the walls were paper thin! As she listened to the tawdry rhythm of the couple fucking in the next room, she looked into the knowing eyes of the young whore in the room with her.

"Oh my god," Sanjna exclaimed. "Did you guys hear everything that went on in there with me and Bernard?"

The young woman smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "Bernard can be kind of hard to take," she told Sanjna. "Lucky you, he only had half an hour!"

Sanjna and the young woman then laughed out loud.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 08

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna spent the next several hours alternating between sitting in the front room of the apartment with other young ladies and spreading her tanned legs in one of the bedrooms for men to insert their cocks deposit their semen into condoms inside her pussy. She realized now that her body was not her own anymore. To the extent that it was possible, she seemed to belong to Hall, or this madam, or even to anyone at random with a couple of hundred dollars in their pockets. As she sat in the room wearing nothing but her bra, thong panties and high heeled shoes, dreading the ring of the doorbell, she resolved to do whatever was necessary to endure the hardships that she had been put through and to regain her independence even at the cost of enduring sexual humiliation. The blonde beauty knew that getting through this ordeal was just another hurdle towards regaining her life.

The young lawyer was astonished at how busy the apartment was. Men of all ages and sizes, mostly well dressed, would quietly slip through the door and after their eyes had adjusted to the low light, scan the line-up of scantily clad beauties before them and make a choice of which young woman to bed.

Much to her dismay, Sanjna was selected each time she was in a line-up. The other girls were very nice about it, but began to kid Sanjna that the only time they had a chance to be picked in a line-up was when she was already in a room with a man. It finally began to seem ridiculous to her when two friends entered the apartment together. Sanjna was among four ladies that were available as the men entered. Sanjna stood with the other three women as the men feasted their eyes. After introductions, the first man indicated that he wished to see Sanjna. He offered Sanjna his left hand and she placed her right in his hand. They turned to follow the madam to the assigned room. As Sanjna walked away, she heard the other man speak.

"I'll just wait for Jim to finish and then see her, too, if you don't mind," he said. Sanjna turned in disbelief and looked at the madam.

"Can he do that?" she questioned naively.

The man holding her hand laughed aloud as did the madam.

"Honey," she replied, "the customer is king here!" And then she laughed again.

So the young beauty walked down the hall to the small room knowing that a second hard cock awaited her pussy immediately after the first had softened within her.

*****

Gene Jackson left his Manhattan hotel in a bit of a hurry. The burly man fumbled nervously with small bag he carried. Perspiration beaded on his forehead even though the weather was quite cool outside and he had just gotten out of the shower. He felt a bit light headed. The palms of his hands were moist. He understood the risk he was taking. Being exposed would ruin his legal career, but he was driven to try his risky plan.

Jackson was driven more by the large stiffness in his pants than anything else. He had spent the days since Sanjna's strange phone call from Hall on the phone with the New York madam, convincing her that he was an extremely wealthy investor. Money was no object. He detailed his need for absolute discretion which the woman assured him was never compromised. He wondered whether she would be able to satisfy his tastes. She assured him that she would try. What were his preferences, she queried him. He responded that he enjoyed blonde All-American type ladies who had not been jaded by long periods in the business. The madam laughed. So you like fresh meat, she responded.

Still he was elusive. After several lengthy conversations, he finally very subtly mentioned Hall. The madam's demeanor changed completely and not only did Jackson find that her guard came down, but she almost assured Jackson that she could accommodate him in any way. Jackson was concerned about mentioning Hall, but believed correctly that the madam would respond as she did.

Now Jackson was putting his plan into action. As the taxicab wound its way toward the apartment, the lawyer wondered if he had gone too far. He looked at his watch and knew that he would find the answer to that worry in about twenty minutes.

*****

Sanjna was on her knees and elbows on the bed facing the headboard of the plush bed. Her knees were spread, her ass was in the air, and an Asian man held on to her hips as he drove his hard cock in and out of her wet slit. The slender man was on his knees as well, but upright behind the young woman.

Sanjna's head was lying on a pillow and she gazed, open mouthed, at the large mirror on the dresser facing the bed. It was almost an out-of-body experience for Sanjna. The reflection in the mirror plainly showed the beautiful blonde's pussy being fucked by a skinny, strange man with black plastic glasses and straight black hair. His thin arms and legs were tensed and his face was twisted in perverse sexual pleasure as he pumped his stiff little tool into the tanned American blonde's lush love hole.

Her mind and body was overcome with shame and arousal. Sanjna's loving husband had fucked her in this position many times during their short marriage. After he would explode in orgasm and collapse by her side in bed, he would tell her how erotic he found the position. She thought of how he said it was hard to keep from climaxing too quickly while he watched himself fucking her from behind. Consequently, she also found it an arousing position. But instead of her husband, she was being taken by a complete stranger whose words she didn't even understand and whose short, pencil-thin tool left her shamefully wishing for a larger, thicker cock. Why did her body betray her she wondered?

*****

Jackson made a last minute call to the Manhattan madam to assure that all was set. The gravelly voice of the madam let him know that it was.

*****

The Asian man had stiffened, grunted loudly, climaxed, dressed and left quickly without a word spoken. Sanjna, however unsatisfied sexually, had finished with her shower, applied make-up and put her bra and thong back on. Just as she was bending over to put on her high heels, there was a knock on the bathroom door and the madam entered.

"Is everything okay?" Sanjna asked the woman.

"Of course it is, baby," the woman replied. "You are doing so good, baby. I'm proud of you."

Sanjna thought that it was odd for the woman to have this conversation with her, but didn't say anything. Instead, she tried to force a smile. "Thank you," she replied softly, realizing that she was being complimented on being a good whore.

"I'm going to tell Mr. Hall that you were wonderful."

"I appreciate that," the young blonde said.

"You know that he is a very powerful man, don't you?"

Sanjna nodded.

"So are his friends," the madam continued. "They have a big need for secrecy and insist on it. One of these men is coming in to see you in a few minutes. We will have to take a few precautions for him and set some rules for you. These will be very, very strict rules. Your very future will depend on this."

*****

Sanjna sat on the freshly made bed, her knees drawn up to her chest and her arms around her legs. She had been instructed to wait in the room silently. Her senses strained to hear what was going on outside the door. Several times she heard people approaching the door only to find that they walked past it to another room. Finally, she heard the muffled sound of people walking towards her room and the door beginning to open.

The door opened. The madam entered first. Next entered a tall redheaded young woman in lingerie. She looked at Sanjna sympathetically. She wondered what the innocent new girl was thinking.

Then Jackson walked in!

He looked at the young blonde lawyer who worked in his office. Up to now, she had been prim and proper, hiding her big, succulent breasts behind high-necked blouses and her sexy legs and ass within knee length tailored suit skirts.

He was nearly bowled over by the fact that she was there. She sat quietly, perfectly still, on the bed. Her naked legs looked muscular and tanned, just as he had often fantasized while masturbating. Her skin was silky smooth. Because of the way that she was sitting on the bed, she appeared to be nude, although her pussy and tits were hidden by her arms and legs. Her ripe, cherry red lips were neither smiling nor frowning. Her beautiful face was framed, as always, by her thick blonde mane. The silk blindfold across her eyes was secure, he saw.

"Monique will stay to help you if you need it," the madam said to Jackson. Then she motioned to Sanjna. "Your beautiful young lady will, I assure you, please you in any way."

Jackson felt his manhood throb with that statement. Please me in any way, he thought. He smiled.

Sanjna heard the door close. Then she heard the shuffling of clothes. She thought that the man was undressing but she couldn't be sure.

After what seemed to be an interminable amount of time, Sanjna felt a man's hand reach behind her head and cradle her neck gently. Then the hand slid to her shoulder, down her arm to her hand. She was gently tugged off of the bed and into a standing position. Her tiny feet walked a couple of steps into the middle of the room. She could sense the presence of the man, but was not certain exactly where he was.

Jackson, in fact, had moved away from Sanjna and was sitting naked in a large overstuffed chair watching his young associate. His cock was not quite entirely stiff, but still jutted out from his body. He motioned Monique to remove Sanjna's bra.

Monique undid the clasp and let the bra fall to the floor. Sanjna felt the silky material fall on her feet and felt the gush of cold air on her heavy breasts and her nipples. Jackson motioned to Monique to tug on Sanjna's nipples. The tall redhead went to Sanjna's big tits and weighed them in her hands. Then she took the nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. They stood proudly at attention almost instantly. Monique knew that Jackson wanted her to continue to stimulate Sanjna's nipples and she did. Sanjna swayed slightly each time her nipples were tugged by the redhead and she placed her hands on Monique's arms to steady herself, now aware the person stimulating her was another woman. She felt her pussy begin to moisten with arousal.

The corpulent man sat transfixed, his large belly hanging heavily between his naked legs, taking in every inch of the slim woman's amazing body. His manhood pulsed involuntarily. He leered at Sanjna's breasts. The nipples were stiff and pointed slightly up from her fleshy twin orbs.

Monique looked at Jackson and nodded at Sanjna's panties. Jackson nodded back affirmatively.

The redhead bent her knees and hooked her fingers into Sanjna's thong. Jackson watched wide-eyed as the girl began to pull Sanjna's panties down her thighs. His long, thick cock now pulsed so strongly that he stretched out his legs and took the tool into his hand to stoke it. He knew that he was beginning to sweat from a mixture of nerves and arousal. He was afraid he would climax before he even touched the young lawyer.

Sanjna now stood blindfolded and nude in the cool room, her nipples still erect and her small slit beginning to moisten against her will. Jackson looked at her neatly trimmed blonde pubic hair. Clearly she had shaved the edges of it recently and cut the length to no more than a few centimeters. It looked fresh and ready to be taken.

Monique cupped her fingers under Sanjna's cunt and began to rub the soft flesh of the woman's pussy. Sanjna gasped when she felt Monique's finger and thumb come into contact with her clitoris. Monique took the love bud into her fingers and rotated it gently between them. Sanjna stifled a cry of pleasure, but a low moan came from her throat and her hips involuntarily began to thrust towards Monique's exploring fingers. Monique inserted one slender middle finger into the young woman's love hole and then when she noticed how remarkably wet Sanjna was, inserted her index finger as well and started to frig the blonde hard. Sanjna's pussy was so wet that the movements of Monique's fingers produced a squishy sound that served to heighten the sexual tension of all present.

By now Sanjna had lost herself in the intensity of the red head's finger fucking and was beyond caring what she looked like in her abandonment. So it nearly drove her mad when Monique stopped delving her soaked fingers within Sanjna's pussy and pulled them from the silky smoothness of her pink hole.

Sanjna's mouth hung open and her breathing was labored as she was led away several feet. Monique guided Sanjna slowly towards Jackson who remained seated on the wide thick cushioned chair with low padded arms. It was at that point that Sanjna's lower legs bumped into Jackson's legs and she realized that the man was immediately in front of her.

She stood before him mortified. Her breathing had not slowed yet but she had composed herself enough to close her mouth. She felt a thick finger begin to push into her pussy. It slid in easily and was immediately soaked with her juices.

As quickly as it went in, it came out. Sanjna was surprised, but thoroughly disgusted when the finger pushed at her slightly parted lips and entered her mouth. Her mind swirled as she tasted herself on the man's finger. Monique leaned in and whispered to Sanjna.

"Suck it clean, baby."

As repugnant as she found this, Sanjna's cheeks soon hollowed as she sucked the finger as instructed.

Jackson began to sense his power over the beautiful blonde. He pulled his finger from her mouth and took her arms into his hands and pulled her slowly towards him. As her upper body bent, her large melons swayed on her chest.

Sanjna bent her knees thinking that he wanted her to kneel for a blowjob. But instead, she felt herself maneuvered so that she was certain she was perpendicular to the man. Then she was pulled further down and felt her flat abdomen lying across the man's naked legs. She could feel a large, stiff penis pushing against her tummy.

Sanjna's round buttocks were over the man's legs. The big man held Sanjna's left arm at the wrist and Monique held her right wrist between her hands. Even though she was fairly comfortable in the prone position across this man, she was afraid of what he had in store for her. She trembled slightly.

She felt his right hand begin to rub against her ass cheeks. His beefy hand rubbed over both buttocks and then began to delve between the two. Sanjna spread her legs to give the man access, but didn't really know what he wanted. His fingers soon made contact with her wet pussy and began to rub against it, then plunge into it and then come out again to rub the outside of her genitalia. Sanjna could feel her love juices spreading over the back of her thighs and ass as the man continued doing this. Then she began to feel him spreading the moisture between her ass cheeks and onto her anus.

Using the moisture, Jackson began to try and push his finger into Sanjna's tight anus. Sanjna's mind exploded!

"No," she cried. "No! Please. No!"

The young beauty began to try and squeeze her legs shut but it was to no avail. She thought of what to do but could only try and resist by tugging her arms futilely and kicking her legs up and down equally futilely. As much as Sanjna resisted, trying to kick and tug away from the two holding her down, she could only really resist by tensing her muscular ass and legs.

Jackson was surprised at how strong the muscles were of the former college cheerleader, but as he twisted his finger between her buttocks it was only a matter of moments before Sanjna felt the awful pain of her anus being expanded by his finger. He managed to get the tip of his middle finger into her asshole up to the first knuckle but became angry at Sanjna's continued resistance.

Jackson's anger boiled over. He popped his finger from the young woman's rectum.

Sanjna's momentary relief was just that - momentary.

Whack! Whack!

Sanjna felt and heard the loud slap on her ass. She squelched a cry. Her breasts swayed beneath her and she felt the sting of the slap spread over her buttocks. The pain was shocking. Sanjna couldn't remember the last time she had been struck by anyone. She felt the firm, tanned flesh of her ass cheeks shake in reaction.

She continued to resist without results.

Whack! Whack!

"Owww! Owww!" Sanjna cried out at the loud spanking.

Monique screamed, "Stop it!" but neither Sanjna nor Jackson knew who she was speaking to.

"Ohhh," the beautiful blonde cried out. "Please," she begged.

"Spread your legs," was all that she heard from the man.

Sanjna knew that further resistance was useless. And, to her horror, she found that the sexual arousal that she had experienced before the spanking was not diminished by the ass slaps.

She did as he ordered, only too aware of the sight that she presented to him, her sex and anus completely open to his gaze.

Sanjna's head hung in abject humiliation at the thought of the man staring at her naked body arrayed across him. She cried out again as she felt his big, cold fingers run over the outside of the lips of her vagina. She felt his fingers searching for her hole. It was found soon enough and his thick finger slid in effortlessly into her pussy, the sensation of penetration sending a spasm through her body. Sanjna tried to be still, but it took all of the resolve that the young lawyer could muster to force herself to let her legs remain spread as the man's fingers slid in and out of her.

Sanjna felt a second finger slide into her pussy. Her body betrayed her as her pussy soaked his fingers and his penetration began to be audible from her wetness.

This time, when his wet finger went to her tight rectum, the blonde didn't resist, only giving a whimper of surprise at the unprecedented feeling it produced.

"Ohhhh."

Sanjna felt the man's finger probe deeply into her anus.

After a few seconds, the man removed his finger from Sanjna's ass and motioned for Monique to hold both of Sanjna's arms as moved her and stood up, slipping around from beneath her and positioned himself behind the kneeling young woman. His big, thick tool was rock hard now.

Sanjna's knees were on the chair now and her upper body was across the arm. Monique held her arms, but not tightly. Sanjna felt the man positioning himself behind her, his thick, heavy dong striking her tight ass and the backs of her thighs.

Jackson looked at Sanjna as she cowered before him. Her pink pussy peeked out from between the backs of her tanned perfect thighs. He couldn't resist fucking her pussy. He guided his erection to the little pussy and pushed the head of his cock into the woman. He was in no hurry. After several moments, he began to push the thick manhood into the slender woman watching it with relish as it disappeared into her soaked cunt. He fucked his young associate for several minutes.

Then he withdrew.

He moved the fleshy head of his cock to the tight, slightly wrinkled hole immediately above Sanjna's pussy. Sanjna felt his hands stretch the soft flesh of her buttocks apart.

"No, please," she begged. "Not there."

Unbeknownst to Jackson, Monique had relaxed her grip on Sanjna's wrists entirely. She did not want to be a part of this. But to her amazement, Sanjna did nothing but protest verbally.

Sanjna gasped when the heat of his cock began to press against her virgin sphincter. Despite her fear, she felt a strange thrill run up her spine as the contemplated the man taking her in her most forbidden place. Even though none of the men who had taken her thus far had demanded that from her, several of them had told her that they preferred the backside because of its tightness and the forbidden nature of the act. She had been told of the importance of relaxing instead of tensing her buttocks and sphincter muscles. Now, Sanjna was faced with the dark act herself and her heart pounded with a mixture of fear, revulsion and excitement.

But despite her efforts, her strong buttocks tightened into a fist-like muscle and her naked legs scissored up and down slightly on the chair.

"No, please," she heard herself say.

The man, however, was relentless. He pushed his cock against her anal opening to no avail.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 08

by Exbiidelhi2012©

"Please," she begged, "put it in my pussy. I like it in my pussy."

With some effort, Sanjna relaxed her sphincter and then screeched when she felt the large bulbous head of his cock pass the constricting ring of muscle. Then it went deeper, filling her, moving things around inside her like it was boring a way inside her guts while she wailed hysterically. Sanjna grunted indelicately at each new insistent thrust made her asshole burn and the cock pushed deeper inside her. Briefly, Sanjna felt as if she lost consciousness, and when she came to, she was aware that her mouth was agape and that saliva had mussed her chin. She held tightly to Monique's arms then she felt the man's tool begin to slide in and out of her.

As she gathered her wits, she realized that the man was pounding her ass from behind completely unaware and unconcerned with her brief loss of consciousness. Now, Sanjna decided to kneel as limply as possible and relax her rectum. This helped some as the pain subsided and was gradually replaced by an extreme feeling of pressure in her bowels.

The man fucked her slowly, grunting his satisfaction each time his stiff rod penetrated her to its fullest. Sanjna gripped Monique's arms tightly as the man fucked her from behind. The closeness of his stiff tool to her aching empty vagina began to drive Sanjna crazy with frustrated lust. Sanjna was surprised and ashamed that her body would betray her at this point.

The man must have sensed her growing pleasure because he chortled as he saw her hand move around her body and reach for her pussy. After a moment, he saw Sanjna begin to rub herself.

The man began to fuck her even harder and the young woman pushed her ass back to his cock. Now she was in her own world, seeking to satisfy her own lust. Her groans became louder as she pushed herself to climax.

Jackson watched in fascination as his young associate exploded in orgasm as he fucked her in the ass.

Within seconds of her orgasm, the man had withdrawn his rigid cock from her ass and sat, legs splayed, in the chair. Sanjna was repositioned on her knees before him. This time there was no doubt what was expected.

The blindfolded young woman opened her mouth and delved onto the hard cock that had just been in her ass. She licked it voraciously and swirled her tongue around its pungent head. Sanjna established a rhythm bobbing up and down on the cock that had just given her such pleasure.

Monique meanwhile had sensed Sanjna's wanton streak and was kneeling behind Sanjna tugging on the blonde's titties from behind drawing the nipples to a rubbery firmness again and soaking the young lawyer's cunt.

Sanjna felt the man begin to stiffen and finally to explode his hot seed deep into her throat just as her own body burst into climax from Monique's manipulations of her tits. The room was filled with the shouts of the man as he exploded his stiff tool into her mouth and Sanjna's own audible moans as she climaxed. Sanjna felt the man's semen splashing into her mouth. Sanjna was busy trying to swallow it all when the man pulled the scarf from around her eyes and she stared up at cold eyes of Gene Jackson, the partner in her office, whose hard cock she was bobbing on while his hot seed was splashing on her tongue and sliding down her throat.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 09

by Exbiidelhi2012©

The flight home was one of anguish for the young, blonde wife. She curled her shapely legs under her body and covered herself with a blanket to try and sleep on the way home, but sleep did not come to the young lawyer. Awful memories made sleep impossible. Several times she found herself shaking her head at the thought of her sucking on Jackson’s stiff cock as he removed her blindfold and shot his hot semen into her mouth and throat. The memory of his thick, hot sperm shooting out of him into her mouth in spurts was enough to nauseate the former cheerleader. And she still felt the soreness in her rectum from Jackson’s merciless anal assault. How could she have found herself in that horrendous circumstance, she wondered?

Her suspicions initially centered on Hall. Certainly he was capable of setting her up for Gene Jackson. But the more she considered the idea the less she believed that he would do so. She thought back to how Hall had let George Meyers, the distasteful bureaucrat, fuck her in her office. She recalled the humiliation of being forced to bend over her desk as the paunchy governmental worker drilled her tight pussy from behind.

Hall had simply ordered her to submit and she had.

Gene Jackson was a nobody to Hall. Why would Hall let Jackson do this to her, especially in that way? Although naïve, Sanjna was an intelligent girl, she guessed her time as a prostitute was more about getting her used to following Hall’s dictums and anonymous sex that exposing her to fellow colleagues. He could have done that at the law offices at any time. Why stage it at a brothel out of town? And why permit something he had not taken for himself? While not completely certain, Sanjna’s logical mind rejected the idea that Hall would be behind this. She came to the conclusion that Hall would not want to share her with someone that she knew he found to be meaningless. Then who would do this to her? And, more importantly, how did this affect her? Was she headed for divorce? Was her legal career ruined? Could she even return to work at the firm? The idea that Jackson had stumbled on her predicament by happenstance did not even enter her mind.

Sanjna’s mind drifted to the events of the past weekend. Images flashed through her mind of her lying naked on her back on a whorehouse bed with her muscular, tanned thighs spread for a succession of dozens of men to pound her well groomed pussy with their rock hard cocks. She cringed when she remembered wrapping her arms and legs around the naked bodies of so many of these men as they used her young, firm body for their pleasure. Why did she so often find herself matching the thrusts of their invading penises, with her tight, tanned ass bucking against them? Why did she open her mouth and kiss back when they kissed her as they fucked her? As she rose to climax, as she had again and again, why did she push the men’s heads down to her nipples to suck? Why did she so often cradle their heads in her shoulder after they climaxed, running her fingers through their hair as she felt them soften within her?

Sanjna cringed at the thought that, though these men unknowingly mounted and possessed her without her consent, somehow she took an inexplicable pride in matching their every thrust and sapping their sexual strength. Taking their condom trapped seed into her love hole somehow invigorated the woman. This confused the naïve young lawyer. What would her sorority sisters say if they knew of her recent activities? She knew that her husband would divorce her in a minute if he ever found out about her secret life. Would he even understand that she did this out of a fear of losing everything that she cared for? Was she really such a wanton whore as to enjoy this? A wave of shame and humiliation swept through the beautiful, young blonde.

*****

Sanjna called into work sick for the first few days of the new work week. She had done that so infrequently in the past that no one would challenge the truthfulness of her illness. She spent the days lounging in her comfortable home, trying to sort out her problems. She knew that unless she resigned with no notice that she would have to face Gene Jackson again. Her initial shock concerning his knowledge and what her had done to her in New York had turned to anger and then turned to fright. How could she control him? She knew that he could ruin her if he chose, but she also recognized that he was facing certain risks by revealing her secret.

Much of her time off was spent by the backyard pool, tanning, as was her habit, in the nude. Although her sore body healed from the weekend’s extended sexual workout, Sanjna’s mind was fraught with anxiety. She simply didn’t know how to arrange her life so that it would not be destroyed by the two men who now had her under their thumb.

Today was her third day home from work. She had received a call from the personnel manager asking her if everything was alright. She lied and told the woman that she had simply been getting over the flu and that she had been advised to rest at home for a few days. The young blonde padded barefoot into the house from the pool wearing a short, white terrycloth robe over a pair of silk panties, her full breasts left to sway naked beneath the robe. The robe barely covered the flair of her hips and the cool air felt good on her tanned legs. Although it was only noon, she had a can of beer in her hand and had left an empty can of beer out by the pool. Sanjna was not a drinker, and the alcohol relaxed her, and even less than two beers had made a slight effect on the young, exquisite blonde.

Sanjna entered the house from the patio door and walked to the refrigerator. Opening the door, she bent and began looking for another beer in one of the lower shelves. The short robe slid up her thighs and back and revealed the nearly sheer silky panties on her bottom. Then she heard a low wolf whistle.

The young woman screamed and wheeled around.

There was Gene Jackson!

“Sweetie, you don’t look sick to me,” he said with a laugh.

Sanjna’s anger rose beyond control. “What are you doing in my house?” she demanded.

Jackson looked surprised at her fury, but remained seated at the kitchen table. “Baby, you shouldn’t talk to one of your lovers like that!”

“Get out of my house,” Sanjna yelled at him. Her little fists were clenched tightly in anger. “Get out!”

“Not till I get a few answers from you,” he replied.

Sanjna stood before him with her chest heaving. She knew that she must look ridiculous standing there nearly naked in front of one of the partners in her firm, but she was livid. The robe had become slightly undone when she wheeled around, but the sexy blonde didn’t even realize it.

“What do you want to know?” she asked him. Her irritation was palpable.

“How many times you climaxed while I fucked you, is one thing I’d like to know,” he said.

Sanjna’s face reddened. “You’re an ass, I didn’t climax at all,” she spat back. “Now, just get out,” she demanded, “I just want to be left alone.”

“Damn, Jackson, so you weren’t shittin’ me.”

Sanjna turned towards the voice which came from the other room. As she turned, a second man who she vaguely recognized stepped into the doorway and walked into the kitchen.

Jackson looked at the man. “Hell, I wasn’t lying. She must have cum three times when I fucked her.”

Sanjna now knew that she had confessed to something that she should have never mentioned. Her slightly alcohol hazed brain began to swirl and her tanned legs felt rubbery and weak.

Jackson continued. “Sanjna, you remember Roger. He’s the point man for Phoenix Corporation. A bit of a prick,” he said with a laugh. “He threatened to fire me as his outside counsel. I had to convince him to keep me on.”

Sanjna looked at Jackson with uncomprehending eyes. So he was compromising her for his own good at the firm. She realized how pathetic Jackson really was. But that still didn’t mean that she hadn’t made a damning admission in talking to Jackson before she realized the presence of the other man. She really had been set up well.

Sanjna looked at Jackson with contempt on her beautiful face. “How did you convince him to keep you on?” she asked sarcastically.

“Hell, Sanjna, I know you’re not stupid. What do you think I did? I told him he could have a great piece of ass from our office.”

Sanjna swallowed hard and felt her heart beating out of control. She clutched at the robe with one hand, holding it closed as best she could.

“There’s no way,” she said, shaking her head. “Get out, now, or I’ll call the police.”

Sanjna then raised her voice a bit more. “I said, get out right now, or I’ll call the cops!”

This threat clearly intimidated the other man. “Come on, Gene, let’s get out of here.” He looked at the beautiful young woman. “I don’t want any trouble, Sanjna.”

“Then, get out,” she said, looking at him.

Jackson was now caught off guard. But he bluffed. “I don’t think Hall is going to like this Sanjna. I think he’ll ruin you.”

Immediately he saw the effect of his words on Sanjna. Sanjna’s big, blue eyes dropped from a full faced defiant stare and lowered to gaze at the floor. Her shoulders drooped slightly and she appeared strangely reconciled to an idea that just moments before she was aghast at.

So, she thought, Hall was behind this after all.

As she stood there in shock, Jackson seized the moment. He stood and walked slowly towards the young lawyer. He reached up and opened the front of her robe. He gently pushed it over her tanned shoulders as she stood holding the front of it closed at her waist. It fell softly from her shoulders onto her arms at the waist, revealing her large, full melons. Despite their size, the tits stood high on her chest, her large nipples capping the abundant womanly flesh. Jackson’s meaty fingers went to her nipples and began to tug on them.

Sanjna did nothing to stop the repulsive overweight man, even though her mind screamed for her to resist. Enough was enough she thought. No more! But deep inside the young woman was fearful of what would happen to her career and marriage if she resisted. Consequently, as she watched the man take her private flesh into his hands and knead it, she did nothing.

Jackson rolled the large aureoles until they contracted to a rubbery stiffness with an eraser tip end on each.

Roger looked on in amazement. He felt his large tool grow beneath his suit pants and he stared at Sanjna, who was naked from the waist up, as Jackson tugged on her titties. He was still nervous from Sanjna’s threat to call the police, but the man was beginning to sense that all of the fight was out of this beautiful blonde. If that was the case, then he surely wasn’t going to stand around while Jackson got his rocks off with her. After all, Jackson was the incompetent son of a bitch that Roger had intended to fire this morning. He sure as hell wasn’t going to stand around now.

Roger walked over to Jackson and Sanjna. He was much taller than the overweight Jackson, but about the same age. He wore an expensive blue suit and Italian shoes. As he watched Jackson clumsily grope the blonde beauty, he spoke.

“Gene, move out of the way,” he said with some authority.

Jackson looked at Roger in a sheepish way, but released Sanjna’s tits and watched them bounce firmly upon release. Jackson stepped back a few paces and leered lustfully at the nearly naked young woman. Roger took his spot and his hands replaced Jackson’s at Sanjna’s large breasts. As Sanjna looked at the large hands on her tits, she suddenly realized just how big this man was.

His voice then addressed her. “Sanjna, drop the robe.”

Despite her better judgment, Sanjna shrugged off the robe felt it slip from her fingertips and brush her hips and outer thighs as it fell to the floor.

“Now the panties,” he said. The innocent blonde felt her hands go to the waistband of her panties and slowly stretch them away from her hips.

Was she really going to go through with this, she wondered? Was she going to fuck yet another man?

But her actions answered the question. She bent and pushed the panties off of her quivering thighs and accidentally brushed his large erections beneath his pants as she straightened.

“I’m sorry,” she said nervously, after brushing his turgid cock.

Roger bent down to kiss the young woman on her full lips. He forced her mouth open and swirled his tongue into her mouth. He felt her tongue retreat, but she did not resist his invasion.

All the while, the large man was undressing. First his shoes were removed, then his suit coat, tie, and shirt. Soon he was down to his pants, t-shirt and socks. As Sanjna fought to keep her tongue from contact with his, she placed her hands on his arms and for the first time realized how thickly muscled he was. She pulled away momentarily and saw the thick muscles of his arms and chest which bulged beneath the white t-shirt.

He could break me in two, she thought.

“Get my pants down, baby,” he said, and as Sanjna fumbled with his belt and pants clasp he pulled his t-shirt over his head and dropped it on the kitchen tile. His chiseled chest was covered perfectly with dark hair which tapered at his narrow waist. When his pants fell to the floor, Sanjna was further amazed by the thickness of his thighs and calves. Even the boxer shorts seemed to be painted on this huge man.

Roger couldn’t wait any longer and pulled his boxer shorts down off of his body. Sanjna looked in shock at the size of the man’s tool. Its size and girth were unlike anything she had ever seen and the man’s testicles hung loosely from beneath his cock in a large, fleshy sac. Sanjna felt a shudder go through her body as she saw the size of his rod.

“Suck it,” she heard him say.

Roger saw her blue eyes widen but Sanjna dropped to her knees on the cold tile floor and took the massive rod in her hands. The cock was huge, thickly veined and rock hard. When her manicured fingers touched the large member, she felt it throb. As she held the hot staff in her left hand, her right hand braced herself against his large muscular thigh. Everything about the man dwarfed the young blonde. Her mind went back to some of the offensive linemen that had run out to the football field with her when she was a cheerleader in college. She had always wondered how the college girls who seemed so anxious to accommodate these men sexually did so.

The sheer size of the stiff flesh intimidated Sanjna. As she looked at the massive cock, she heard his voice again.

“Dammit,” Roger said, “I said, ‘suck it.’”

With great trepidation, Sanjna opened her mouth. She pointed the object away from her mouth and licked the side of it rather than take the thick head into her mouth.

Sanjna didn’t want to anger the huge man, but tried to decide how to best take the large dong. She bathed the sides of the man’s tool in her saliva and let her fingers reach to the dangling heavy sac which contained the bloated balls of the man, apparently filled with a surfeit of his hot jizm. The frightened young bride wanted to show the man that she was going to do as he wished, but she was trying to determine how it should be done. She cradled the two swollen testicles in her hand and lifted the heavy sac.

The beautiful blonde was now becoming aroused and opened her mouth to accept the swollen cock. She was surprised at how little of its length she could take and looked up from her kneeling position into the eyes of the man to see if he understood her dilemma.

Roger looked into the big, blue eyes of the tanned blonde who knelt before him on the hard kitchen floor. His big hands moved from her tanned shoulders to her long blonde hair. He inhaled deeply and was aroused by the smell of the tanning oil coming from the naked beauty before him. His sexual desire was further heightened by the thought that ran through his mind as he watched the young woman move her head back and forth on his stiff cock.

A few minutes ago, he thought, this young gal was working on her tan, relaxing in her home and then here I come. In a few more minutes, I’m going to be fucking the shit out of her, he thought. I’m going to pound this bitch until she begs me to stop, the arrogant man thought to himself. He looked at the kneeling woman and could see her heart shaped ass resting on the heels of her feet as she took his tool into her mouth. It was a very nice sight.

Sanjna, unaware of the man’s cruel intentions, continued her best efforts to satisfy him with her mouth. As she looked into the cold glint of his eyes, she could sense that he was not pleased with her cock sucking.

She felt his large hands and fingers go to the back of her head and into her thick blonde mane. She tried to dive deeper onto his cock but she could not accommodate any more of him in her mouth. She whimpered a bit as he held her down on his cock, hoping that he would realize that she could go no further. Her tongue swirled sensuously on his swollen tool as she looked up at him from below. She could taste the pre-cum on the tip of his cock. Sanjna hoped she could pleasure him this way. “Mmmm,” she mewled softly.

Instead, the large man forced her head down onto his massive rod, causing the former cheerleader to gag.

“Arrgghh,” the blonde gagged as his cock hit the back of her throat and went even further into her throat. “Arrrrgh,” she gasped as she coughed and gagged onto the man’s cock. Instantly, her eyes watered and saliva and snot shot from her nose and mouth. Sanjna was certain that she was going to throw up when the man released his pressure and pulled her head from his wet penis.

Sanjna was hacking and coughing as she felt herself being quickly lifted from the floor by the man like a rag doll. Her big breasts heaved and swayed as he placed her naked ass cheeks on the cold edge of the marble topped kitchen table. Sanjna’s muscular legs dangled limply as she tried to regain her breath. She felt the large man step between her legs and she felt the thick tip of his mammoth cock head press against the lips of her love hole.

The man scooped his hands beneath her naked buttocks and lifted them slightly from the table. Sanjna lifted her head and saw the thick tool pressing just at the junction of her silky tanned thighs below the trimmed blonde hair of her pussy. She screamed as she felt him begin to hammer his cock into her pussy. Even though she was wet, it was still too large for the young woman and her pussy burned at his rough entry. Sanjna had never been so filled with stiff man flesh.

“Owww,” she cried aloud. “Noooo, pleeeese!”

Roger held the beautiful blonde’s full ass in his hands and continued to force his stiff organ into her resisting pussy. Several unrelenting strokes later, he had hammered his sword into her tight wet sheath to the hilt.

Sanjna looked down between them to see the man buried into her overstretched pussy. His thick black pubic hair was now all that was visible against her tanned inner thighs and pussy. She marveled that her legs were nearly spread into the splits as he pounded her mercilessly. The pain was still there, but now Sanjna was intent on trying to lessen the pain by shifting positions.

She pushed her upper body further into a sitting position on the table, but Roger’s hands were still beneath her firm buttocks. She was unprepared for what he did next.

The huge man reached behind her back with one hand and lifted Sanjna off the table. She clutched at his shoulders and muscular arms as she felt herself being lifted. She was still impaled on his huge cock and her legs dangled for a moment, her weight driving her further down his length with a grunt, further stretching her pained pussy, before she wrapped them around his hips and upper thighs for support and to ease the discomfort.

Sanjna couldn’t believe that the man didn’t miss a stroke as he held her tightly against him. She couldn’t respond to his fucking with anything other than involuntary grunts and moans as his large tool drove in and struck the very back of Sanjna’s soaked love hole.

Through the mental fog the young blonde was now beginning to regain her bearings and she felt the man walking a few steps with her still stuck on his cock. She felt as if she was some sort of a helpless animal being used for a fuck toy. She moaned involuntarily with each insistent thrust of the man’s mammoth penis into her suspended pussy.

Very quickly Sanjna felt her nude back bump against the wall of her kitchen. Roger held her thighs against his naked hips as he pinned her up against the wall with his powerful chest and shoulders holding her there to get some fucking leverage. Sanjna’s round buttocks flattened against the wall and her big, fleshy tits flattened against Roger’s chest as he pounded her pussy mercilessly.

Sanjna had never been taken this way or fucked so hard, and the sheer physical reality of being crushed under so large a man, dominated and taken overwhelmed her and stole her breath.

While Sanjna struggled to draw breath and stars danced in front of her eyes, Roger drove into her relentlessly. Her grunts as he battered his mammoth cock into her brought her a little air. As she regained her bearings the animal part of her realized that she needed to make the powerful beast that was using her climax as soon as she could. That was the only way to bring relief.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 09

by Exbiidelhi2012©

As soon as she got back her breath, she began to try to play to his animal side in a false attempt to bring him to climax.

“Oh, god,” she uttered brokenly. “Fuck me good. Fuck me good.”

Unfortunately for the beautiful young lawyer, her words also played into her own psyche. As she continued her ragged chant, she drew closer and closer to climaxing on this man’s massive cock. Within minutes of beginning to cry for a fucking, Sanjna felt her own orgasm rise within her.

She braced her feet on the backs of the large man’s calves and was soon fucking back as he banged her against the wall. Roger marveled at the change in the blonde. He first became aware of her change in demeanor when he felt her warm flesh begin to respond to his deep fucking. He was pleased when she begged for what she was getting and began rising to meet his thrusts.

Once he was convinced that she was now a very, very willing participant, he pulled away from the wall. Sanjna was surprised and squawked indelicately, but she was carried anyway, still with her pussy impaled on his stiff penis, to the living room. She felt herself being lowered onto the leather couch. Roger never came close to withdrawing his cock from her wide stretched pussy.

Sanjna now felt the full weight of the big man above her. She spread her thighs as far as they would go and banged back in a wanton display of lasciviousness. Sanjna squirmed her hips and ground them against the man as she attempted to bring both Roger and her to climax.

Grunting, breathing hard, Roger held her buttocks as he pumped deeper and deeper into her sopping pussy producing the most obscene squelching noises. Before long, he could sense that both he and she were increasing the thrusts and length of strokes in their fucking.

Sanjna felt the huge man reaching a crescendo. He pummeled her tight pussy with his massive cock at a frantic pace. Sanjna felt his grip on her ass cheeks tighten as he began to spew his spunk deep into the depths of her love hole. Sanjna cried out in humiliation, and climax as well, taking the unprotected cock and intentionally milking it with the velvety walls of her wet pussy for every drop of the hot jism that she could coax from the stiff rod.

Their cries mixed in the air and Roger collapsed onto the exhausted tanned beauty beneath him.

Sanjna felt the man’s large cock begin to soften within her pussy. The young woman was overcome with shame and humiliation at what had just happened to her and how she had responded so wantonly to the unwanted fucking from Roger. But she was also overcome with exhaustion from her efforts and just lay on the couch with her eyes closed as she felt Roger rise from above her, his soaked, deflating cock slipping from her flooded pussy.

“Sanjna, you have a sweet pussy, baby,” she heard him say. “That’s a sweet little hole.”

Roger rose from the recumbent young lawyer and when he turned saw Jackson standing in the living room, nude except for his socks, tugging on his turgid cock. It was a disgusting sight, seeing the naked fat man masturbate. He walked past Jackson to the kitchen, his own flaccid penis now dripping semen onto the carpet.

*****

As Roger quickly dressed in the kitchen he found himself wishing that he could have Sanjna for a whole night. What a night that would be, he thought.

When he returned from the kitchen, he found Sanjna lying spread eagle with Gene Jackson between her wide spread legs. The fat man looked almost unnatural with this sexy woman, but he was pounding her pussy furiously with his cock and seemed to be almost oblivious to the fact that Sanjna’s eyes were closed tight in a clear attempt to block out what was happening to her.

Roger chuckled to himself. Hell, he thought, I’d have my fucking eyes closed too if that fat bastard was fucking me.

He could hear the lovely girl moaning pathetically beneath the fat man, whose cock was pistoning in and out of her wet hole. Roger was momentarily transfixed by the sight of such a beautiful woman submitting to the wanton desires of the odd man, but he only went back into the kitchen to make sure there was no tell tale sign of what had gone on there. From the kitchen, he could hear the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh with each of Jackson’s thrusts into her hole. After several minutes, Roger heard the sounds of Sanjna’s voice beginning to rise. He could tell she was about to climax. Immediately, Gene Jackson’s voice was intermingled with hers as they reached climax together.

Roger wasn’t going to wait. He went into the living room and found Gene Jackson rising from Sanjna’s nude body. Sanjna had not yet had time to recover from the two frantic fucks that she had been thrown and she lay sprawled naked upon the couch. Her large, firmly rounded breasts still displayed two stiff nipples which rose defiantly towards the ceiling. From what little Roger knew of the woman, he realized that what was occurring to her was completely foreign to her nature, but he could see the repressed passionate side of Sanjna that was completely exposed each time she had a sexual encounter with a man.

Roger’s eyes ran the length of her exposed body. His eyes paused at the neatly trimmed pubic hair at the juncture of Sanjna’s thighs. This was a fabulous woman who needed to be groomed gently, he thought to himself. Then he laughed to himself as he realized what a punishing fuck he had just put her through. On the inside of her thigh was the tell-tale sign of her just being fucked – a long, thin string of spunk that reflected on the beautiful woman’s tanned thigh.

The large man felt his cock begin to come to life as he looked down on the blonde. He hated to leave without partaking of her sweet pussy once more, but he knew that they had to leave.

The men left the ravished blonde laying naked on her back on her living room couch.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 10

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Several days had passed since Roger and Jackson had both fucked Sanjna on the couch in her own home. The soreness that Sanjna had felt in her neatly trimmed pussy that was a result of taking Roger’s massive penis was now gone, but she was not able to shake the feeling that her life was spinning entirely out of control. As she had found before, the physical parts of her sexual trials were easier to get over than the mental part. The beautiful young woman chastised herself over and over, not for submitting to the sexual encounter - she had convinced herself that she had no other choice – but for being overcome with sexual desire during the coerced encounter. That was horrible enough for the young lawyer, but to actually find herself rising willingly meet the men’s thrusts as they fucked her was something she could not accept about herself. She really couldn’t be that deprived, could she, she wondered?

Her grief was further magnified because Jackson had not only witnessed her absolute sexual abandon with Roger – she had seen him masturbating while Roger fucked her relentlessly - but he had experienced her tanned, supple body, again, immediately after Roger. And, if that wasn’t enough, she had shamefully been worked hard by Gene Jackson and climaxed with him, too!

The tanned blonde blanched at the thought of her sexual wantonness. The mental image that she had of her muscular, tanned thighs being wrapped around Jackson’s pudgy legs as he took her only seconds after Roger was too much for her. The thought of his pasty white beer-belly lying on her firm stomach as he moved between her naked thighs was nauseating to her. The recollection of the feeling of his long, stiff penis penetrating her wet vagina was also too much to bear. And the final humiliation of his hot seed shooting into her tight pussy while he grunted loudly was equally shattering. The young lawyer recalled that it seemed to take forever for the man to empty the contents of his large testicles into the wet slit of Sanjna’s twice used vagina. She cringed at the thought of her lying there on the couch, legs spread, knees bent and bare feet on the couch for leverage, with this disgusting man between them, but her tight ass pumping up against him, draining his cock's thick fluid from his bouncing testicles.

She tried to reconcile her behavior by blaming her response on the alcohol, but she knew better. It seemed to her that she was changing. It concerned her that she now thought more about sex than she ever had before. She cringed knowing that she sometimes shamefully thought back to the unprecedented fucking that Roger had given her and realized that her thoughts had caused her vagina to moisten to the point of her silk panties getting wet. She found herself wondering whether it was the sheer size of Roger’s erect penis that gave her so much pleasure or whether it was simply the craven, unrestrained, animalistic nature of the act of them coupling. And there were times where she would awaken from a dream of her being fucked by one of the strangers at the madam’s Manhattan apartment where she would be so sexually excited that she would be unable to go back to sleep. That was not like her at all.

Sanjna did know that she could not continue behaving the way that she was being led to behave. She had to stop it immediately. The only question was whether she could stop. After very serious deliberation, she finally came to the conclusion that she had to confront Hall about her concerns. She reached this decision with great trepidation because she knew that he was not a man to be trifled with and because she knew that he had the one physical piece of evidence that could ruin her life. Still she felt a need to talk to him.

Her heart fluttered nervously as she dialed his phone number.

*****

The high heels clicked loudly on the marble floors leading to the CEO’s office. The tall brunette did not know why she had been summoned to the office, but she knew that this business was one of her husband’s law firm’s largest accounts. She knew of some of the problems that he complained of about his work. He had told her that his position at the firm was tenuous at best. Since he was the sole bread winner in the family and they had two children about to start college, this was the source of considerable stress for him. Consequently, some of the difficulties that they were experiencing in their marriage she attributed to his work.

Still, she had no idea why she was asked to meet at this man’s office, nor why the meeting was one with such an air of confidentiality. But, she knew that she would find out soon enough. She checked with the executive secretary and was told to have a seat. She walked over to a stiff backed leather chair and sat down at its edge, crossing her long shapely legs demurely. She smoothed her short skirt and fluffed the dark brown hair that cascaded around her pretty face and lay on her shoulders.

After several minutes, the secretary spoke.

“Mrs. Jackson, Mr. Hall will see you now.”

Pamela Jackson rose and entered the large, paneled office through the open double doors. As she passed the threshold, the thick wooden doors hissed shut behind her. She walked toward the tall, middle-aged man who was standing behind the enormous desk. His office was extremely luxurious. Arrayed behind him, through the large plate glass windows, was the city skyline.

He smiled at her and seemed to take her measure as she approached. He admired what he saw. She was a statuesque brunette, tall and shapely, quite the catch for any top law student, he thought. Hall knew that Gene and Pamela Jackson had been married since he was in law school, but he had never met the wife before. He was very pleased with what his eyes beheld.

Pamela Jackson exuded a ripe sensuous sexuality that was heightened by her maturity. She was probably in her mid-thirties, he thought, and kept herself in very, very good shape. “Hours at the gym” was the phrase that went through Hall’s mind as he watched her walk in. What a shame, he thought, for her to be relegated to fucking a fat, disgusting bastard like Gene Jackson.

Pamela wore a high collared white blouse that was stiffly starched. Its long sleeves made it that much more businesslike. It was tucked into the dark brown skirt in an effort to appear perfectly professional and covered by a tailored jacket that matched the skirt. However, the blouse was tight enough that it revealed her full jutting breasts that were set closely together beneath the cloth. The outfit was very conservative but also underscored the fact that the woman had a very narrow waist that flared to shapely hips and generous loins that had borne children years ago for the man to whom she was married. The skirt was the only part of the outfit that was less than perfectly conservative. The skirt itself was fairly tight and the hem was several inches above her knees. When she sat she revealed a broad expanse of thigh.

“Mrs. Jackson,” Hall said with a nod of his head.

“Hello, Mr. Hall,” Pamela replied. “Please call me Pamela.”

“Pamela," Hall repeated. "Let’s get right to the point. I received a call from your husband’s firm. They’ve about had it with him.”

Pamela Jackson felt her stomach begin to churn. This couldn’t be happening, she thought. Not now. What would happen to all of them?

“I know that he’s told me that the firm is having problems,” Pamela interjected.

“No, Pamela, the firm isn’t having problems, your husband is. Gene Jackson’s tenure as a lawyer there is about to come to an abrupt end. That is the problem. They called me to see if I would object to them releasing him.”

“Oh, my, no!” was all that escaped the soft lips of the striking brunette.

“So, you see what sort of position that puts me in,” Hall said with a scowl. “Frankly, if it affected only him, I’d say they should have fired him months ago. He’s become dead weight there.”

Pamela’s dark brown eyes widened and she looked at Hall, fearful of saying or doing anything. Why would he be talking to her that way?

“But I’ve become aware that he is not only dead weight, but he’s also subject to being fired for just cause.”

Pamela couldn’t believe what she was hearing. How could that be, she wondered?

“What basis would the firm have to fire him for just cause?” Pamela asked.

“Well, right now they don’t know they have ‘just cause,’” Hall said. “I have the evidence that they’d need to do it, though. The evidence I have gives me a legal claim against the firm for employing him. All I'd have to do is tell them what I've got and I'm sure they'd be willing to fire him to escape their own liability. Do you know what that means?”

“Of course, I do,” the beautiful wife responded. “At least I think I do.”

“In case you don’t, I’ll fill you in.” Hall stared hard at the face of the distressed woman. He paused for effect. The woman’s polished fingernails were nervously playing with the top of her skirt as she sat before him. He knew she was mortified. He paused for several seconds. Then he continued.

“Mrs. Jackson, it would mean that he loses his equity in the partnership. He forfeits his ownership interest in the firm if he is fired for bringing the firm into disrepute.”

“What would he have done to bring the firm into disrepute? She asked.

Hall ignored the question. “If he loses his ownership interest, then when he’s fired, he leaves with nothing. If he’s fired for cause, he doesn’t even get severance pay. He loses his retirement. That means that you lose everything too, doesn’t it?”

Pamela nodded slightly. Even a divorce from him would do her no good, she thought. He would have ruined them both. Still, she wasn’t convinced that he would ever have done anything to harm their family.

“What … what could he have possibly done to warrant a firing?” she asked again.

“When he became difficult for me to reach during the day,” Hall began, “I wondered why. Why was he not in the office? Why was my business being neglected? When I was billed for trips out of town, what was he doing? I decided to have a private investigator try and determine that.”

Hall was lying, but he knew that Pamela had no way of knowing that.

“I was outraged to find out that when he went to Manhattan several weeks ago, that he billed me for time that he spent with two young women at a whore house. He was cheating me on his billing while fucking two women at a whore house!”

Pamela gasped aloud. That bastard, she thought. They hadn’t had sex in months and here he was cheating on her. She tried to act unconvinced, but she was shocked when Hall tossed some photographs into her lap of her husband fucking a blonde in the presence of a red head.

The beautiful brunette immediately realized that the faces of the two women were obscured, but Gene’s fat face was front and center. The first photo showed him getting his penis sucked, the second showed him fucking the blonde. She stopped looking at the photos and gasped out loud. Her hand went to her mouth. Then, she exploded in anger.

“That bastard,” she cried. She tossed the photos back at Hall who quietly put them in his desk drawer as she rose to her feet before him shaking uncontrollably. “That bastard!”

“Sit down,” he commanded. “Sit down, now. I don’t care about your feelings! He’s been screwing me and my company! I’m going to have him fired and put you both out on the street!”

Pamela dissolved. “Why would you do that?” she asked. “Why? I’ll lose everything.”

Hall rose and walked around his desk. “Stand up,” he said.

Pamela complied. She turned to face him and stood at the edge of his large desk petrified of what he might decide to do to her family and her future.

“How do you think I like it when I find out he’s been fucking someone while he’s billing my company thousands of dollars for the opportunity? Tell me!” he shouted.

“I … I don’t . . . I don’t know what to say,” was Pamela’s only response.

Hall stood only inches away from Pamela, dominating her with his presence. His fury was feigned but seemed palpable to the shocked and disconcerted woman.

Pamela felt herself freeze before him, fearful of the power he held over her and her future. She was used to being around powerful men and knew that they could be extremely vindictive. Her heart beat furiously and her ripe lips were slightly parted. Her breathing was shallow. Then she felt his hand on the hem of her skirt. Pamela stood stock still as she felt it being raised over her fleshy, milky white thighs. She shivered when she felt his fingers reach the top of her thigh-high stockings and touch her garter belt. She found herself ashamed of the fact that she had worn such a salacious item, but how was she to know?

Still she didn’t resist. How could she? She was powerless.

As she felt her skirt being pushed up around her waist, she felt his hands began to undo the garter fasteners.

She looked him straight in the face. Her hands went to the side of his desk for support as she felt the backs of her thighs touching the cold marble of the desk top. She found herself afraid to lower her eyes but forced her brown eyes down. She was appalled to see her womanly thighs exposed. Her eyes followed his hands as they pulled the clips away from the garter belt. As they dangled helplessly off of her stockings, his hands moved to her peach colored silken undies.

Pamela uttered, “Oh, no, please,” as she watched Hall’s hands begin to tug at her panties. Despite her plea, the full bush that formed a triangle around her pussy came into view as her panties were forced down her creamy thighs and to her knees. Pamela watched in disbelief as the soft curls of her dark pubic hair was revealed. The thigh high stockings only accentuated the nakedness of her upper thighs and hips and showcased the triangle that formed their juncture. The sheer panties fell from her knees to the tops of her feet.

Hall began to undo his belt and trousers.

Pamela knew what was going to happen. She was going to get fucked!

Her beautiful brown eyes closed in resignation, her long eyelashes resting on the clear skin of her perfect face. In an instant, she felt his stiff penis against the naked skin of her belly. As she opened her eyes to see his ready manhood she was struck by its length and girth, yet she wasn’t fearful of the size of it. But, the realization that she was about to break her wedding vows sent a shiver of fear through her shapely body. She had been expected by society to honor those vows and had always done so faithfully, but now she was put in a different position.

She was fighting for her own existence, and that of her children.

As her mind swirled with these thoughts, Hall worked the buttons on her flimsy summer blouse, opening it quickly to her waist. He liked what he saw. Certainly she didn’t have a young woman’s hard abs, but her tits were very large and her stomach was flat and firm.

The woman’s generous cleavage was very evident within the confines of her large bra. The soft flesh looked succulent. Hall saw that the bra was fastened in the front between her large breasts. He immediately unhooked the bra and it fell open, spilling her womanly flesh from the restrictive confines. Goosebumps covered her large globular titties. His fingers found her brown protuberant nipples and worked them to a rubbery erection. Hall pushed the jacket and blouse off of Pamela’s shoulders and her bra fell alongside the garments. Now she was nude from the waist up.

Without realizing it, Pamela moaned aloud. “Ohhh.” As he tugged and manipulated her thick nipples, her love hole began to moisten. Then it began to get wet. It was uncomfortable for the woman to remain in her high heels, but as she moved her long legs in response to the tugging on her nipples she knew that she was very aroused. Her thighs were clamped together, but that just seemed to increase the heat she felt between them. Her large, fleshy melons were lifted up to his mouth. Both his hands were beneath the tits and her nipples were offered up to his mouth. He hungrily sucked on the tips of her tits and kneaded the sensitive flesh between his hands. The mature woman shuddered as an electric wave of pleasure was sent throughout her body.

Pamela moaned aloud, but tried to stay as hushed as possible. “Ohhhh. Ohhhh.” Her hands tightly clenched Hall’s upper arms.

Pamela felt her naked bottom being lifted and sat on the edge of the desk. She spread her luscious thighs revealing her full bush. Her large jugs jiggled erotically as she moved. The housewife bit her lower lip as she felt the head of his stiff cock push against the opening of her fleshy pussy. The muscles in her full firm thighs began to relax and she spread her legs as the man moved between them to gain access to the compliant pussy awaiting him. She wanted to fight this man with all of her power, but her will crumbled before the sensuality of his touch.

“Will you help me?” she asked piteously as she felt him stir her pussy and press deeper with the fat head of his cock. She looked into his eyes for any sign of an answer, but could find nothing. He pushed with more determination at the opening to her love hole. His cock began to enter her, pushing aside the warm folds of pussy flesh, prying her further and further open.

“Will you help me, please,” she asked again as she felt the length of his rock hard cock slide into her warm, wet pussy, meeting only slight resistance. As she felt more of the thick tool enter her sheath, she knew no answer was forthcoming. It was futile.

She knew instinctively there was no bargaining with this man: no mercy or kindness was in him. He would take what he wanted to have, just as he was now having her. She could only hope he would be satisfied and leave her life intact when he had his fill. Her eyes rolled back and closed as she realized the abject submission to which she was now subject.

She found herself pushed onto her back lying on the cold marble desk, her long legs being held up by Hall as he fucked her tight pussy in silence. Her sexy titties lay flattened on her chest, nipples still erect, the recumbent flesh bobbling and jiggling with each new thrust of his cock. The ceiling swirled above Pamela’s head until she focused her eyes on the man at the edge of the desk having his way with her. What she saw were the lustful, leering eyes of a man mocking her with his grinning face. Why had she given in, she wondered? She looked at Hall’s hairy abdomen as it rhythmically began to ram his thick male flesh into her fleshy cunt.

The upraised columns of her upper thighs framed the picture of the man whose blood engorged member was sluicing in and out of her slit like a hydraulic ram. He plunged into her deep and deeper in controlled, but forceful movements. She groaned each time. The length and thickness of Hall’s lust inflated penis was even greater than what Pamela had thought when she first saw it. He seemed to fill her completely and force her love opening wider with each new thrust.

Hall’s fucking did have an effect on the prone woman. As he battered her cunt the warm glow of fucking seemed to spread from her stiff little clitoris to her fat drooling labia to the deep inner passage of her stuffed vagina. As he systematically pounded her pussy, the pleasure mounted in electric spasm of sensation and spread throughout the woman’s body.

Instead of simply being a passive receptacle of his lust, Hall began to sense her body betraying her. First, her round, womanly buttocks began to feel less tense to his touch. Then he noticed her ass cheeks beginning to circle very slightly in response to his fucking, starting a slow rhythm that matched his own thrusts.

As he fucked her deeper and deeper, his balls began to slap against her upturned ass cheeks. There were now obscene squishy sounds coming from her pussy as he drove his cock into her. He was astounded when he looked into her eyes and saw true arousal.

“Ohhh. Ohhh.” Pamela now seemed to be totally out of control. Her beautiful face was flushed and her breaths came hard as she began to fuck back. Her thighs were wide spread, tendons stood out at her pelvis and she received his cock thrust for thrust with a push back of her hips. The years of upper middle class reserve and respectability began to crumble before his eyes.

Pamela wrapped her legs around the back of Halls knees and he grabbed the fleshy cheeks of her ass with both hands, grinding his pubic bone relentlessly into the beautiful brunette. He held her immobilized momentarily while he slammed in and out of her pussy with a wild abandon. Then he released her ass and began to pull on the nipples which stood erect on her big tits.

Pamela exploded in orgasm. “Yesssss!” she cried. “Do it to me…, don’t . . . stop! Urggggghhhh.”

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Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 11

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna wasn't certain what her next move should be. She had still not gone back to work and was even more afraid to do so after the unexpected fucking she had taken from Roger and Gene the day before. Somehow she needed to assure that she would not be harassed by Jackson at work and that Jackson would not extort sex from her again. She knew that this would be very nearly impossible because she had already spread her legs twice for Jackson. After having sampled the tight moistness of her young pussy not to mention taking her anal virginity, Sanjna very much doubted that Jackson would willingly agree to not use her hot little cheerleader body again.

Her phone call to Hall had reassured her that he was not behind Jackson's actions, but didn't clear up much else. It was clear to the young woman that Hall was very displeased to hear that Jackson had invoked his name in threatening Sanjna. She got the definite impression that Hall was quite incensed and would be taking care of Jackson himself, although he did not let on as to how he would do that. In fact, Sanjna realized after their conversation that Hall had not really said anything that would lead her to believe he would retaliate. Instead, her impression was derived more from the very agitated tone of his voice.

But, there was no missing the message in the tone of his voice.

Still, Sanjna felt that he wasn't so much upset that she had been used for sex by Jackson as that Hall considered that Sanjna was one of his personal toys. When she hung up the phone with him, she was more confused about herself than ever. Having always been very self-reliant, Sanjna was nervous but confident that she could regain control over her life. She merely needed time to think about how to do so. Sanjna was completely unaware that her phone call to Hall, right after Jackson and Roger had fucked her in her house, had already started the ball in motion that would have immediate and punishing consequences on that very day for Pamela Jackson.

Nothing in Sanjna's knowledge of how the universe functioned would have indicated to her that because of her phone call, within hours, Hall would have photos of Jackson from the Manhattan madam, and that Pamela Jackson would be spreading her shapely thighs and having her pussy filled with Hall's hot spunk. Had Sanjna known of the consequences of her phone call to Hall, she might have even felt a pang of guilt for her role in the shame and humiliation that Pamela would feel for letting Hall use her and empty his big balls into her tight, womanly cunt.

***

The next morning, the young blonde had just stepped out of the shower and finished patting her flawless tanned skin dry when her phone rang. It was still only a few minutes after eight. Though she had put lotion all over her tanned body and fluffed her hair with the towel, her thick, blonde hair still was very damp. She was puttering around the bath just trying to relax.

"Hello?" Sanjna said.

There was a man's voice at the other end. "Sanjna?"

"Yes," she acknowledged.

"This is Roger."

"Y. . . yes?" The blonde's heart dropped to her stomach. She wasn't surprised to hear from him, but the call still caused tremendous anxiety to the lawyer. At this hour, what could it be?

"I want to talk to you," he said.

"What about?" Sanjna asked.

"Well, about Gene . . . Gene Jackson, and your situation. I think we need to talk."

He was very insistent.

"There's nothing to talk about," Sanjna replied, trying to sound brave.

"Dammit, I said, 'I want us to talk.' Don't be such a stupid bitch."

Sanjna was shocked at his sudden harshness. Her brain raced. Maybe she should talk to him. What could it hurt to have a phone conversation? She did know that she needed to carefully guard what she said.

"Okay," she said softly. "Let's talk."

Roger replied. "I just pulled into your driveway. Open the front door." With that the line went dead.

The nearly naked woman wanted to scream! What did he mean coming back to her home? Unfortunately, she knew what this meant. How could she not know? But what could she do to stop it? The beautiful, young lawyer had no time to prepare or react. She wrapped the fluffy towel beneath her arms and around her body. She didn't want nosy neighbors to see a man coming to her home two days in a row. Despite the towel only covering her from the firm swell of her young breasts to just below her rounded ass cheeks, she bounded girlishly to the front door. Just as she got to the door she could see the large outline of Roger through the opaque glass inset. She shamefully realized that her nipples were already hard and protruding beneath the towel, as if her body was more fully aware of what was to occur to her than her mind and was anticipating it, preparing for it. Sanjna even detected a slight wetness in her crotch. She didn't want to be used sexually by this man again, but her athletic young body was betraying her.

The young blonde placed her body securely behind the door and opened it so that just her face was visible. It was Roger. Almost without thinking, she let him in.

The huge man was dressed much more casually on this morning. His oversized frame was covered with a loose print shirt, khaki shorts and sandals.

Sanjna wished that she was dressed, but was relieved that the man was now in the house and out of sight of any neighbors. She felt awkward standing there in front of this man, wearing only a towel, her big breasts swaying slightly beneath the towel. "Let me get dressed," she said.

Without missing a beat, Roger replied. "Don't be fuckin' ridiculous."

His huge hand reached to her towel and with a single tug pulled it off the beautiful blonde. Sanjna's body shook as the towel was wretched away. She felt goose bumps sprout immediately on her tanned, muscular legs and big breasts as her skin adjusted to the cool room temperature. Her hands immediately went to her trimmed pussy and large tits, but they only covered her slit and hardened nipples. Her womanly hips and flat stomach couldn't begin to be covered by her small left hand and even as she curled her fingers between her legs to protect her trimmed pussy from view, she knew she presented a very vulnerable picture. And, her right hand and arm trying to cover the large melons essentially only pushed the succulent flesh against her slim athletic body, making her tits appear even fuller.

The young blonde was horrified!

"I thought we needed to talk," the young woman said pitifully, tears welling in her big, blue eyes.

Roger snorted dismissively and shook his head as if the intelligent young lawyer was someone stupid. "We'll talk enough after I fuck you."

Sanjna watched in horror as the man began to undo his belt and shorts. In seconds, the garment fell to the marble floor of the entryway shortly to be joined by his boxers which he stepped out of. His cock was as she remembered it, massive, thick, heavily veined and jutting out of his muscular body; larger than any erection she had ever seen. It stood out from his waist in a very menacing manner, even with the shirt that he wore going down to his midsection; Sanjna's eyes widened in fear of his large threatening manhood.

He unbuttoned the shirt as they stood facing each other. It joined the other clothing on the floor and he was completely nude; his large massively muscled frame looked like some mythological god come to life; his huge, erect penis jutted from his narrow sculpted torso like a horse's cock.

Roger pulled Sanjna's arms to her sides and openly eyed the young woman's athletic body. Then he reached over to Sanjna's arms and forcefully turned the nude young wife so that she faced away from him in the foyer of her home.

"Bend over," he told her. "Spread your legs. Hold your ankles with your hands."

Sanjna was too scared to do anything but comply. As humiliating as it was, she felt her body bend in two, offering up her buttocks to the man's aggressive hands and feeling her pussy peek out from below her ass cheeks. She spread her legs as ordered and gently grasped her ankles with her hands. Sanjna was filled with shame at her embarrassing position and inability to fight back.

The man gripped her hips harshly and she immediately felt the rubbery tip of his massive tool touch the opening of her pussy. Waiting no longer, the man began to try to press the thick head into the opening. The tight, narrow opening of the passage of her pussy resisted the invasion.

"Ohhhhhhhh." The young wife cried out. "Arrgggg. Please, no, not yet! Ohhhhh." Sanjna cried out in anguish.

Roger's eyes feasted on the sight laid out before him. The softly luminous, slightly damp skin of this beautiful blonde bent over at the waist, just as he had instructed her, filled the huge man with a feeling of power. He stared at the tiny, pink star of Sanjna's anus as he tried again to enter her vagina. The idea of fucking her rectum crossed his mind, but he was intent on punishing her pussy right now.

His dark eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and lust, and took on a distinctly uncontrolled look. His large, stiff staff pushed at the opening of her love hole, but was unable to enter. He tried pushing his manhood into the woman again.

Sanjna felt him slow his assault and release her hips. She glanced towards a full length mirror that decorated the foyer to see what he was doing. She bit her lip in shame as she saw their spectacle being played out as the morning sun shone through the living room windows. The sunlight revealed that which she had become: a naked wanton slut accommodating a stranger's every desire shamelessly. As she viewed herself in the mirror, doubled over holding her ankles, the warm sunlight glowing on her nude skin, she knew that she made a delectable sight to this man, the soft curves of her ass poised in the air as the muscles in her thighs strained to hold her upright as her hair fell to the floor and her heavy breasts dangled from her chest.

Here, she knew, was her chance to stand and fight. But Sanjna needed time to think about how this would affect her if she fought Roger off, and the few seconds that this break afforded didn't give her enough time. Her mind raced. If she fought him off and called the police, she'd have to explain yesterday! She'd be found out by her office! What could she do?

She tried to will her eyes shut but instead watched in anguish and fascination as the man stooped to the khaki shorts on the floor and pulled out a small plastic bottle of some sex lubricant. She wished that she had at least had time to close the blinds to the front windows of her house. "Stand up, Sanjna," she heard him say. As if she lacked all self-determination, she complied. "Here, put this on my prick."

Sanjna opened her hands and Roger squeezed the lubricant onto her palms. As strange as it seemed to Sanjna, she was really thankful that the man granted her this small concession. She gently took the turgid tool in her hands and stroked the massive organ coating it with the lubricant. The length and girth of his blood-inflated cock was even greater than she had recalled. She wondered how she had taken it inside her little pussy the day before, but as she stroked the stiff, hot flesh with her soft hands, she felt her pussy start to come alive and moisten a bit on its own. It was a man's organ unlike any she had ever seen before.

She watched her own manicured hands work the lubrication completely over, around and under the long, hard dong, paying close attention to the thick, rubbery head which she knew would be driving forcefully within her shortly. The former cheerleader felt a wave of humiliation when she realized that she almost enjoyed holding his manhood in her hands and that she had the urge to bend over and take the massive organ in her mouth. But, that was not to be.

"That's enough," she heard him say.

And as if she was a compliant sex slave, the beautiful woman turned and bent at the waist with her muscular legs held straight to accommodate him as he had initially ordered, without him even having to instruct her again, offering up her pussy through her perfectly shaped buttocks. She didn't have to wait long for what she knew was coming.

"Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh." The attempt to penetrate her tight vagina while in this position was still very awkward, but the cock did begin to stretch her tight vaginal passage.

She tried to raise her ass even further in an effort to give him a slightly different angle to enter her pussy. That didn't help much. The problem was his massive size, lubricated or not.

Sanjna glanced at the mirror and saw herself, red-faced, her muscular thighs stretched taut, with Roger towering over her from behind. Then she realized! He hadn't even gotten his cock a third of the way in her vagina!

But this time the slippery cock slid further into the young beauty stretching her love hole and filling her tighter and deeper than she had ever experienced.

"Ohhhh," Sanjna cried out loud with no regard to her loss of dignity. She couldn't take this, her brain screamed.

"Pleeeeeeze! Nooooo!" Her little hands squeezed her ankles hard, trying to transfer some of the discomfort and distract herself from the pain; but it was to no avail.

"I can't. . . I can't take it in me!" Sanjna pled.

WHACK!

WHACK!

The sound of the spanking filled the air of the foyer.

Roger slapped her fleshy ass cheek with an open hand as he held her in place with the other.

"Stop it. Shut up!" he said angrily.

WHACK!

WHACK!

Sanjna clenched her teeth in an attempt to keep as quiet as she could, but a whimper escaped her lips at the end of each of his deep thrusts. The young lawyer was furious! Her mind raced as she cursed the demon fucking her for not realizing that she was doing the best she could!

Despite the pitiful groaning from the panting body of the young wife, the man began pile-driving thrusts which made wet, smacking sounds from Sanjna's increasingly soaked and sucking young pussy. Gradually, each thrust of his cock got the organ deeper within the young woman.

Roger's cruel streak surfaced further and as he dug his fingers into her smoothly formed hips, he watched as his thickly veined turgid tool slipped further into the moist sheath of her stretched and warmly throbbing vagina. The insurance executive wanted to hear the beautiful woman squeal for mercy. He wanted to bend her, not only physically but mentally, completely to his will. He tore at Sanjna's buttocks, stretching the twin moons as wide apart as he could and watched his plunging shaft disappearing into the drenched overstretched pussy of another man's wife.

The wet smacking sound of the fuck he was throwing Sanjna resounded through the room and made the pitiful moans and cries coming from the lips of the uncomprehending blonde nearly inaudible.

When, finally, Roger felt his thick pubic hair slap up against the soft trimmed down of Sanjna's blonde pussy, he knew that he was close to getting his hard cock completely in the former cheerleader.

He drew his long, thick organ out of the widely split cunt of the young lawyer and pounded it in again and again and again. He knew from the weight he was supporting that without him holding her buttocks still and upright, she would, by this point, be little more than a limp rag doll.

Roger had come over this morning with every intention of working the young wife hard, and he was intent on doing so still. The huge man stood behind the doubled over, barefoot, nude beauty and relentlessly pounded and pounded and pounded his massive cock into her tiny pussy.

***

Roger spent the better part of the morning working the young, unsuspecting blonde, never moving her from the foyer. He used her pussy and mouth to bring him to climax over and over again, taking her every way he could imagine, stopping only after he had been completely sated and could fuck her no more. The young bride, however, had been brought to orgasm repeatedly after the first punishing fuck was over; as he made her service him until her muscles were quivering and she was gasping for breath, her cunt feeling like she was being filled by a blowtorch.

Truth be told, by the time the man was completely spent and laid on his back on the edge of the living room carpet, exhausted and sweaty, the soft, tanned body of the blonde lay on top of him with her head and full tits resting on his hairy chest and her arms around his shoulders. And more telling her glistening legs were spread and wrapped around his waist, her pussy gently grinding on his mid-section, as if she were hoping to awaken the flaccid cock for more fucking.

Roger smiled to himself as he realized that he had finally awakened the unbounded sexuality of this beautiful, innocent blonde lawyer; now, having tapped this vein the difficult thing to do would be to bend her to his needs.

*****

The very old man across the street laughed at his remarkable luck. An old bachelor, he had spent a lifetime acquiring sophisticated camera and video equipment and honing the methods of a voyeur. Now, in his mid-seventies, he thought he had hit the mother lode.

Just months before, the newlywed couple had moved into the house across the street. They acted like they were a happy newlywed couple. He watched, photographed and masturbated as the beautiful buxom blonde wife gardened in her tiny, revealing shorts and halter tops. He took stills and video of the succulent, tanned woman washing her car in the driveway.

He knew nothing about her, but given his age and background, he felt that he knew that if she wore outfits like that, that she was a slut, no matter how innocent her smile or the seemingly perfect marriage she was enjoying.

Now as he watched the replay of the morning fuck she had just endured with someone he knew was not her husband, he knew that he had struck pay dirt. This slut was his!

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 12

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Horace watched as the huge man left Sanjna's home and drove away. He figured he would wait awhile, wanting to give the young, blonde slut time to catch her breath and his medication long enough to take effect. He laughed to himself about having watched Sanjna get so well fucked. Having seen Sanjna spread her well formed legs and get banged all over the living room until her tanned, nude body was covered with a thin sheen of perspiration, he wondered whether he would be better off approaching her the next day for her to service him. He didn't want her to be too tired to fuck well. Horace was nothing if not patient.

Then, he decided that he ought to fuck her today. He immediately took his blue pill. After what he considered to be a sufficient time, he took a selection of photos, taken this very morning, from his printer and placed them in an envelope along with a note he had scribbled to the sexy young blonde. Marking it "Personal" he stepped outside his home and slowly walked across the street to Sanjna's door.

Horace made an odd looking figure. Extremely skinny with a shock of white hair that stood uncombed atop his head, he resembled nothing so much as a weather-beaten scarecrow. He was a recluse in the neighborhood who was considered a harmless oddball by his neighbors. Most of them, however, knew nothing about him other than he held very strong opinions and was prone to verbal outbursts if he felt his opinions were challenged.

Women in the neighborhood had a slightly more uneasy feeling about Horace. They picked up on his chauvinistic attitudes towards women very quickly while their husbands were oblivious to this facet of his personality. While most of them could not articulate their feelings, the women were uncomfortable with his occasionally awkward leers at their legs or breasts and the vague comments that he sometimes sneeringly made regarding their sexual subservience to men that merely drew a laugh from their spouses.

Horace looked every bit the disheveled bachelor, with his stained khaki pants and wrinkled short sleeved shirt, as he shuffled across the street to Sanjna's house. Once there, he taped the envelope to the door and rang the doorbell. It would not have been out of character for him to wait for the beautiful lawyer to answer the door. He certainly did not believe that he was doing anything wrong. A man had every right to expect a woman to submit to him sexually, he thought. If she was too snobbish or picky like most of the other beautiful women he knew and needed to be prodded into it, nonetheless the end result was correct. Instead of waiting at the door, however, he turned and slowly made his way back to his own house.

Sanjna heard the front doorbell ring from the backyard where she was working on her lap top computer. This was one of the many concessions that she had made to the law firm. They knew when she was "out sick" that they would still be making money on the back of the ambitious young associate. She was not anxious to answer the door and walked cautiously into the house making sure to stay out of the view of anyone who was at the front entrance. She wore a pair of short, tight blue jean shorts and a gray t-shirt. She peeked through the blinds only to see the emaciated old man from across the street leaving her yard, crossing the street, and making his way onto his sidewalk.

Wondering what he wanted, Sanjna opened the door to call out to her elderly neighbor, but before she could speak, the envelope flapped from the door and she pulled it off.

She stood in the doorway and watched the strange old man disappear into his home.

Puzzled by this, Sanjna closed her door and slowly walked to the rear of the home, about to start working again. As she walked, she opened the envelope and pulled the contents from it. Her heart virtually stopped as she looked at the photos.

"Oh my god," the former cheerleader heard herself say. "Oh my god!" she said again.

The first photo was a graphic image, taken through her front window, of Sanjna, naked, bent at the waist with Roger fucking her from behind like a hungry animal. The second was a close-up of her face, her mouth agape and eyes squeezed shut, her brow furrowed in clear discomfort from the pounding she was taking from the thick, long cock which could be seen in full view as he withdrew from her splayed, tanned thighs.

As she nervously shuffled through the photos she was horrified by their content. There was the young lawyer sucking Roger's huge cock, her pretty head clearly recognizable and tilted at an angle as she wet the shaft of his monstrous cock with her saliva. Sanjna cringed when she saw her soft hands cradling the man's stiff dong and big balls as she performed fellatio on him. Next, she was being fucked by the big man as she lay on her back on the carpet. The only visible parts of her in this photo were her tanned, muscular legs wrapped around the man's massive thighs. Roger's beefy naked buttocks dominated the photo and made the image of her widely splayed thighs seem even more lewd. Sanjna stared at the photo for several seconds, horrified as it showed the bottoms of her little feet seeming ridiculously suspended in air, and her manicured hands clinging to the man's wide back as he pounded her tight vagina relentlessly.

The accompanying note simply had a phone number on it and said to "call immediately."

Sanjna felt light headed as the photos slipped from her fingers to the floor. She was trembling violently. What could she do? Why was this happening to her? Her mind was reeling and the young woman's face was a picture of anguish. The blonde beauty felt herself slump back against the kitchen wall and slide to the floor surrounded by the lewd photos.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to think this through. What could she do?

The phone on a kitchen corner table rang and the young woman screamed! What if it was him? She crawled to her knees and saw the caller id was "private." Should she answer? What if it was him? It continued to ring as she stared, terrified and paralyzed, at the phone.

Then it abruptly stopped ringing.

What if it was him and he was now angry at her, she wondered? What would he do with the photos? Would he show them around the neighborhood? Would he give them to her husband? Was it him that had called?

With her sexy legs shaking and fingers trembling, Sanjna picked up the receiver and dialed the number on the paper. What could she do? What would she do if her husband found out? The phone rang and rang and rang. Then an old man's voice answered.

***