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.

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

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.

***

Sanjna walked out of her front door and across the street towards her neighbor's house. As instructed, she wore only a "little bikini," having been told specifically to not even wear shoes. She felt she might as well have been naked. She silently prayed that no neighbor would see her as she moved quickly across the street, her blonde hair blowing in the breeze and her big, firm tits, covered only by the little cloth triangle barely covering the flesh surrounding her nipples, swayed provocatively as she walked. Her flat tummy was exposed down to the bikini panties which hardly kept from public view the well-rounded globes of her buttocks.

Horace watched as his nervous, young neighbor came across the street. He smiled his knowing smile. "What a slut," he thought to himself. "She's anxious for me to fuck her, I know."

Horace studied the succulent young body of the woman coming across the street in the bikini. Her skin was perfectly tanned and her legs were shapely and firm. He found himself staring at the juncture of her smooth thighs wondering what her lovely slit would look like once nude. The old man was also fascinated by the big globes that swayed sensuously behind the little bikini top. "She has some big hooters for a skinny girl," he thought. Then, his next thought was "she'll like what I'm going to do to her." The old man sat on an easy chair that faced the front door. He saw Sanjna's shadow as she approached and tapped lightly on the door.

Horace said nothing, but saw the sliver of light enter the dark room as Sanjna slowly opened the door. He smiled as he realized that she had completely obeyed his orders to her.

He watched as the shapely blonde slowly entered his house and closed the door behind her. She stood in the house waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Chills of revulsion and fear raced down her neck. The smooth skin of her full, firm breasts rose and fell in a nervous rhythm as she stood near the door.

Horace felt his hard cock throb against his clothing as he looked at the innocent woman who had fallen into his trap. There she stood, just as he had ordered, nearly naked and scared, but before him nonetheless. Horace stared intently at the blonde beauty. His eyes moved slowly from her beautiful face to the big mounds of her breasts, to her unclothed flat tummy, where he stopped to admire her tiny belly-button, and then down her body to her tanned legs and finally to her bare feet.

"Hello," the young woman said meekly. "Hello?"

Sanjna tried to keep her courage up, but felt a nearly overwhelming desire to run out of the dark house. It took every last bit of fortitude to stay.

Immediately, she smelled the foul odor of an unclean abode. Sanjna's hopes were heightened when no one answered her. She turned slowly towards the door to leave when she heard a voice.

"Keep the door closed," the voice croaked.

Sanjna's hand went to her mouth to stifle a scream. She wheeled and faced the area from where the voice had come. Still her eyes could not see through the darkness.

Sanjna heard her voice, but it was disconnected from her body. "Please," she said. "I can pay for the pictures. I've got a lot of money and I can pay for them."

Horace laughed a hideous laugh. "No, I don't think I need any money. Blackmail would be so un-neighborly," he mused. "No, I thought that you and I could work out a little deal, though - pussy for pictures, so to speak."

"I wouldn't let you near me, you bastard," Sanjna replied without thinking.

"Is that right? Well, tell me, should I post these pictures on the neighborhood bulletin board or just hand them out door to door?" Sanjna gasped aloud and the poor ashamed woman began pleading. "Why would you do this to me?" she asked. "I've never done anything to you at all."

"And that, my dear, is about to change," he said. "Get down on your knees," he demanded.

"No," Sanjna said with some trepidation. "I'm not doing this," she said, almost tearfully.

"Certainly, I'll honor your wish. Run along then," the old man said. "I know that you're a lawyer. What firm do you work for?"

Sanjna stood there dumbfounded. "I'm finished as a lawyer," was her simple reply. "I can't stop you from sending them to my work, anyway."

Horace enjoyed the exchange with the feisty lawyer. "Well, all the pictures are on that digital camera and computer, baby. Would you mind giving me the email addresses of your co-workers?"

Sanjna's eyes began to well-up with tears. "Why would you do this to me?" she asked again. "I can't do this anymore!"

"Would your hubby like them in color or black and white?"

Sanjna simply shook her head "no."

"Okay, then, if you don't want them sent, what would you suggest?" the man said as he rose from his chair.

Sanjna watched in horror as the old man approached her in the dim light. He reached her quickly. She stood, petrified, in front of him.

His body reeked of old age and bad hygiene. He was slightly shorter than she and was extremely skinny. Sanjna thought of physically fighting him but knew that whether she could overcome him wasn't the issue – the problem was the photos. But even in her state of fear and revulsion she remembered that he had said they were all on the camera and computer. Could she do this she wondered?

She remained where she was as he moved around her. She felt his gnarly fingers with their long fingernails begin to fidget with the clasp of her bikini top. It was now or never! Her brain screamed for her to run, but her legs were frozen!

The clasp came undone and the fleshy globes of her breasts swung freely. The old man's dry hands moved along Sanjna's shoulder blades to the string holding the bikini top on her shoulders. Taking the string in his hands, he pushed it off of her shoulders and the top fell lifelessly to the floor. She next felt the bikini bottom being tugged forcefully from her hips. As it was pulled down, Sanjna was jostled and her fleshy titties swayed and jiggled erotically. Soon the bikini bottom was down her soft thighs and calves. Quietly, it fell in a puddle at her ankles.

Sanjna's eyes widened as the man's hands fell to the split between her buttocks and she felt him probe for her vaginal opening from behind. The former cheerleader needed to try to control this old man, just a bit, she thought.

Sanjna squeezed her thighs hard to prevent any further invasion and trapped the man's bony hand between her soft, but muscular, thighs. Surprisingly, it worked and she was relieved when she felt the old man withdraw his hand as she relaxed her leg muscles.

The old man had withdrawn his hand, but he moved slowly around to Sanjna's front. Sanjna may have had a small victory but she was still standing there completely nude. She looked at the old man's cavernous eyes as he stared down at her pussy.

"Oh, darn," he said. "You're trimmed. I do so like a full bush," he said as he stared at the neatly trimmed landing strip of blonde pussy hair above Sanjna's love hole.

With that, his hand rose to her soft flesh of her titty and took a rapidly hardening nipple in his fingers. The young woman was always aware of how sensitive and responsive her nipples were, and no matter the situation, how they hardened quickly when they were touched. Today was no different and the flesh stiffened erotically when he tugged on the nipple. Then, unexpectedly, he twisted it painfully.

"Your pussy is mine, slut," he said cruelly as he pinched her nipple.

"Owww," Sanjna cried out. "No! Please, no!" Was she to endure physical pain as well as the mental anguish that she already had to endure?

As her mind saw red from pain, she heard him speak.

"Kneel down, you slut."

As much from the pain as anything else, Sanjna felt her knees buckle and she submitted to his crazed demand as he twisted her nipple painfully again. Quickly she was on her knees and she instinctively slapped the man's hand. It was a hard slap and he released her rubbery nipple.

"You won't hurt me, again," she said through watery eyes.

The old man seemed to reel away from the young woman, both surprised and agitated at her boldness.

"Damn you," he said. He shuffled to the easy chair and sat down, rubbing his hand. "Get out of my house, you fucking slut!" he yelled.

Sanjna, though emboldened enough to protect herself from any pain, remained on her knees. She considered that she needed to neutralize the old man.

"No pain," she repeated seriously as she rubbed the tender nipple.

She looked into the uncaring eyes of the old man.

"Get on all fours and crawl over here," he demanded.

The former college cheerleader hesitated, but then placed her hands on the floor. Her thick, blonde mane feel to the sides of her lovely face and her heavy tits dangled enticingly from her chest. This was a very humiliating position for a beautiful well-heeled lawyer to be in, nude and on her hands and knees and about to crawl towards the disgusting cruel old man, but she knew that she had brought it on herself.

Horace watched in gaping wonder as the gorgeous young woman began to slowly crawl to his chair. A jolt of erotic sensation swept into his skinny, hairy thighs and through to his rock hard erection. Although still fully clothed, Horace was acutely aware of the tent forming in the middle of his khaki trousers. He felt that if he so much as touched his erection that he would spew his hot spunk into his underwear. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't. His eyes were fixed on the swollen pink nipples that pointed downward to the floor from the woman's full tits as she made her way on her hands and knees towards him.

Sanjna felt especially vulnerable giving in to his demand that she crawl towards him. Her big, blue eyes met his and she felt a wave of intense shame come over her. Was she really such a slut, she wondered? The flinty look in the old man’s eyes left no doubt that he considered her a whore and nothing more.

Still, she continued crawling towards him until she was within a few feet and he told her to stop.

Horace rose from the chair and approached Sanjna. She cringed as he reached her and she lost sight of him as he went behind her. She had never felt so degraded before. She was frightened, but she had to admit that the anxiety had a sexual edge to it. What was he going to do?

She felt him straddle her and lean over to reach for the big breasts that dangled beneath her. His bony hands took the hanging flesh and kneaded them - the warm, soft flesh spilled between his widespread fingers as he did so. Sanjna hung her head, but felt her body begin to betray her. How could she respond to this vile man, she wondered? But whether she desired it or not, her body quickly began to heat up to the man's ministrations.

The man cupped the soft mounds of her breasts and massaged them for what seemed an eternity to the young woman. Instinctively, the young woman wanted to plead with the man to stop, but she knew it would be fruitless to do so. Instead she tried to bear the intimate caresses without showing any sign of pleasure.

Sanjna was completely still for a long time but finally she could take it no longer. Instantly, her head fell into a hanging position and she began to breathe heavily through the parted ripe lips of her mouth. As the old man worked her titties, tugging, rubbing, kneading and massaging them, Sanjna still did not move a muscle except her head which she shook occasionally, trying to escape the electric sensations shooting through her young body.

When he finally released the globes of womanly flesh, Sanjna involuntarily released a sigh.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned. Her sensitive, pink nipples now hung heavily towards the floor as she remained on her hands and knees.

Horace moved further down her young body. His bony hand rested on her shapely, soft rump just momentarily before he slid it down her bottom and between her ass cheeks. Sanjna's aroused body now acted on its own. She knew that he was going to seek out her vaginal opening and she arched her back to make the slit more accessible to the horrible man. Horace stretched two fingers together and slid them between the wet lips of her pussy. There was no resistance as he encountered a completely soaked pussy. As his hand finger-fucked the young wife, his other hand alternated between rubbing her ass and her luscious thighs. He smiled as he realized that Sanjna was beginning to push her arched ass back towards his invading fingers in an almost unconscious sign of surrender. When he realized that, he withdrew all but his fingertips from the woman's soaked sex and watched as the shapely buttocks moved slowly back to re-insert the old man's thin fingers into her pussy.

"Yes," he thought to himself, "this is a very wanton slut."

Horace finger-fucked the young lawyer with really no thought of bringing her to orgasm, he was doing it only for his own gratification. His two bony fingers did not even come close to being the size of a normal cock and Sanjna was being driven insane as he probed and explored the smooth, wet walls of her tight vagina. Sanjna arched her naked buttocks and squeezed the invading fingers with her pussy muscles but nothing seemed to offer relief to the young lawyer.

As she remained on her hands and knees being examined digitally by this old man she began to wonder how much longer she could take the probing. Her tight, young thighs were now spread open and there was no resistance offered to the man's touch. His rough fingers, crudely fingering her sex, felt delicious to the beautiful blonde. If only he would bring her to orgasm! Sanjna didn't know how much longer she could be held at this peak without coming. It seemed like it was forever!

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 12

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Instead, to Sanjna's disappointment, the old man completely withdrew his fingers from her love hole. He left her breathless and breasts heaving from the deep fingering. Horace walked around the young blonde and stood before her. His hands went to his trousers and he unsnapped the clasp. He braced himself with one hand on the top of her head and removed the khaki pants.

Sanjna watched in horror as the old man's emaciated, but very hairy, legs were revealed. Then he pulled his old socks off of his gnarled feet and stood before the beautiful blonde. The underwear that surrounded his middle was being poked out by his turgid tool. As Sanjna stared transfixed at this sight, she didn't even notice him pull his shirt off of his body. When she finally realized it, she noticed his skinny torso was covered with the stiff, white hair that also covered his head.

Horace looked at the ripe, red lips of the beautiful young woman kneeling before him. Her big, blue eyes were clearly anxious about what was to transpire, but her beauty was not marred by her fear. He pulled his underwear down his thin thighs and looked at the woman who was down on the floor before him.

"Open your mouth," he said as his stiff cock was revealed.

Sanjna wanted to scream, but knew better than to do that. She looked at the slender, but hard, man flesh and opened her mouth, as he directed, revealing her pearly, straight white teeth.

The old man moved to put the cock between her ripe lips. He sighed, audibly, as his cock met the warm moisture of her mouth and tongue.

Sanjna was disgusted by the man's cock. It seemed to smell a bit and her small straight nose wrinkled when she breathed in. Immediately, Sanjna realized that it was too fleshy for her, the skin not taut around the penis even though it was fully erect. The man's hard rod was capped by a rounded, fleshy head that was bulbous and thicker than the thin staff which supported it. It was the most disgusting cock she had ever seen.

But, she knew that she needed to give the old man what he desired and even though she was still on her hands and knees, she bobbed her blonde head on his dong, tonguing the fleshy round head as she sucked. Sanjna was thoroughly disgusted by the feel of the old man's stiff flesh in her mouth and she found herself hoping that the man's enjoyment of her mouth would be short.

She was not prepared for what happened next, though, as the man began to shake and stiffen and his cock began to spew hot, milky liquid into her mouth. Sanjna was surprised and revolted by the old man's quick ejaculation. Trying not to swallow the man's cum, Sanjna allowed the man's spasms to continue into her mouth, but she held her mouth open so that his watery liquid essence dripped down the young woman's chin and onto the floor.

Sanjna looked up at the man as he jerked and climaxed into her warm mouth. His eyes rolled back into his head and he seemed to be about to lose his balance. Sanjna reached for the man's hairy legs to steady him and he regained his composure as he spurted the last of his sticky seed between her lips.

Horace didn't even seem to notice that Sanjna had accepted his cum without complaint. He stepped back and fell into his large recliner, his cock still streaming cum, though now only in drips. After only a few seconds, he looked at the young blonde and motioned her between his legs.

Being unaware of the effects of his erectile medication, Sanjna was shocked that his red cock was only slightly less rigid than before his orgasm. She had expected his penis to be completely flaccid, and yet he was still semi-erect. This was the first time that she got a good look at his hideous cock and she was repulsed by it. It was still extremely red from the sucking that she had given it and it stood out incongruously to his pasty white skin. Below the rampaging dong was the wrinkled sac with two little testicles.

The old man was breathing heavily and could barely speak, but he did garner the strength to utter two words that further mortified the beautiful former cheerleader.

"Suck it," he said.

Sanjna rose to her knees and moved the few feet that stood between them. She was now committed to what she had started, no matter how unsavory, even if it was simply to avoid the old man's threats.

The young woman took the man's semi-erect cock in her soft hands and without further thought opened her mouth and took the tool between her lips. She felt the old man's hands touch her nude shoulders as her head plunged up and down on his penis. His rough hands moved to her fleshy breasts and played with her nipples. She was surprised at how within only a few minutes of head his shining rod regained full erection. Now, Sanjna tried to take control, to the extent she could. The shapely blonde began to stand as she still sucked the penis. Quickly she was on her feet in front of the old man, but still had his cock in her mouth. Sanjna opened her mouth and the turgid penis came free, slapping wetly on his torso.

Holding the cock with one hand, Sanjna placed one knee on the side of the man's hips and then placed the other knee on his other side, so that she was facing the seated man. Then she directed the head of the man's tool to the opening of her pussy. Once she was certain it was in line, the beautiful blonde lowered her pussy and felt her lower lips spread and accept the skinny cock.

The old man looked to be in shock at her audacity. His hands went to her soft hips and he gripped them as she rose and lowered herself onto his cock. Then his hands moved to the outside of her soft thighs and eventually made their way to her calves and feet. By grasping the bottoms of her feet, Horace gave her the ability to ride his cock even better.

Sanjna's hands went to the man's bony shoulders and she shuddered as she placed them there. She wanted to make quick work of the man and she concentrated on squeezing his dong with her pussy muscles. Using the leverage gained by his hands holding her feet, the young former cheerleader rode the stiff male flesh like an expert horsewoman. She lifted and lowered her tight cunt on the man's hard rod.

Horace looked at the blonde beauty sitting nude on his cock. He watched with fascination as he witnessed his cock appear and disappear into the woman sitting on him. Her firm tits were fleshy and sat high on her chest. The silver dollar nipples begged for attention and he was determined to give them that.

Horace pulled the young bride's torso to him and took a nipple in his mouth. He nursed at it voraciously and then when the flesh was rubbery and stiff, he took the other nipple in and sucked it hard too.

Despite attempting to control her sexual response, Sanjna was now being sucked and fucked to perfection. Even with someone as disgusting as this old man, Sanjna could not withstand the assault on her senses.

Her dripping wet pussy began to bathe the man's cock with her wetness. As the old man sat pinned on the chair, Sanjna pumped her rounded buttocks up and down on his stiff flesh rotating her ass just a bit each time she pounded down on his cock to the hilt.

Horace recognized the effect that his nipple sucking was having on the young woman and he sucked and tongued and lightly teased her nipples with his teeth.

Sanjna believed that her plan was working, but it wasn't without consequences to her. The young beauty's face and neck were now flushed and her mouth hung open with desire. "Uhhhhhh," was the only moan which escaped her pretty lips.

Then, he moved his left hand around Sanjna's pumping ass and began to stroke her vaginal lips with his fingers as she fucked him. Once wet, his fingers quickly made their way up to her anus and he began to push on her tight sphincter.

Sanjna's eyes flew open at this unexpected assault, but there was little that she could do. Her mouth was now open and she exhaled as she felt him begin to push a finger into her asshole.

"Oh," she cried.

"Ohhhhhh," she cried again, as the finger stretched her ass muscle and he began to push it further into her. Soon she could feel it meeting up with his cock against the smooth walls of her pussy. Even though his cock was small, Sanjna felt stuffed by the double invasion of her cunt and backside.

This was too much for the innocent young woman who now began to fuck with wild abandon. Sanjna groaned in utter submission to the old man. The thought of her surrender to this old deviant sent chills running along the base of her spine as she felt herself force her loins down ever harder onto this stiff flesh that was plunging ever deeper into her belly. Sanjna now twisted and churned her pussy onto the cock wanting nothing so much as a release for her wantonness.

Horace, for his part, simply latched onto a fleshy tit and hung on for dear life, sucking away as hard as he could on the stiff, rubbery flesh of Sanjna's nipples. He realized that he was now simply a stiff cock that the beautiful woman was fucking herself with and nothing more.

"Aaayyyyyiiiieeee," she screamed as she felt herself rise to orgasm.

Sanjna felt the cords in her neck and thighs stand up hard and tense as she jack-hammered her pussy onto the eagerly throbbing cock. Her humiliation and degradation were now complete. If this disgusting man could bring her to orgasm, she felt she would never be the same. She was a whore now, she was a whore!

But these thoughts soon were swept away by the need and confusion of her growing desire. There was nothing now that could stop her wild race for fulfillment and she gave every inch of her clasping pussy to the old man who would now bring the end of her desire.

Her voice now sounded unlike her own. "Ooooooh, yes, don't stop..." she chanted. "Fuck meeeeeee. Oh, oh, oh, make... me... cum!"

"Aaayyyyyiiiieeee," she screamed again at the top of her lungs as she orgasmed intensely.

Her own voice drowned out the feeble cries of the old man sitting beneath her fucking her. As he realized she was climaxing, Horace began to quietly shoot his hot spunk into her love hole. He felt her pussy gripping his dong as surely as a soft, gloved hand would, squeezing and milking the semen from his rapidly deflating cock.

Sanjna finished pumping her tight buttocks onto the old man's cock, making sure that she was sapping the last bit of hot sperm and the last bit of energy from the old man. She looked down at her breasts, wet with his saliva, and saw the ugly cock fall from her pussy lips onto his torso. Now, it was limp and lifeless.

The former cheerleader pushed the recliner into a reclining position and forced herself to snuggle with the disgusting old man. As he lay face up, Sanjna lay at his side, her leg across his legs and her arm across his chest. Unaware of her plan, the old man gently caressed her naked, young body.

Very soon, the old man began to breathe loudly.

"Finally," Sanjna thought to herself. "He's asleep."

The woman waited even longer than she thought necessary to be sure he was in a deep sleep. Then, the nude blonde slowly lifted herself off of the sleeping form of the old man. Her thighs revealed the mixture of his semen and her sweat and moisture, much to her disgust, but she didn't even wipe them clean. Instead, she moved quickly to the computer table. Unhooking the camera, she accessed the photos on the computer of Roger and her.

As the old man slept the sleep of a baby, Sanjna used her computer knowledge to delete the photos from the man's computer. Then, she decided simply to take the camera and return it after she had deleted the entire episode.

Quietly, she tip toed to the bikini which lay on the floor. She hurriedly put the swimsuit back on and left the house with the camera. She felt the relief of a thief returning to his den when she ran across her lawn to the entrance to her own house! Free from at least this threat! Sanjna was ecstatic!

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 13

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna's perceived triumph over Horace gave the young, blonde lawyer a feeling of exhilaration and helped her to believe that there might yet be a light at the end of the tunnel.

She knew that she would have to return to her law firm very soon or suffer the consequences of her absence. Sanjna resolved to go back to the firm and not let the past few weeks continue to intimidate her. The beautiful blonde knew this would be difficult but she tried to summon all of her courage to do so. Her entire future depended on it. She picked up the telephone and called work, letting them know she would return the next day.

*****

Pamela Jackson was in a totally different mindset. The abject humiliation that she felt because of her submission to Hall had not subsided. For over a decade and a half, the only cock which had found a home in her tight pussy was that of her husband, Gene. Now the beautiful, voluptuous brunette had not only taken Hall's stiff male flesh into her vagina, but she had collapsed to the floor in front of him and had washed away her love juices from his flaccid cock with her mouth.

Somehow, Pamela could not shake the feeling that she had when she felt his deflating cock in her mouth. It was a feeling of total subjugation to Hall. It was a feeling that only this powerful man had the ability to keep her from sinking into abject poverty and humiliation. No matter how much time passed, the beautiful mature woman still remembered her nose buried in Hall's pubic hair, his spent penis entirely within her mouth, and the strong odor and taste of her own pussy that she experienced when she cleaned his cock with her soft, wet tongue. The memory of Hall staring down triumphantly into her raised big, brown eyes as she pitifully looked up at him and mouthed his penis clean served only to remind her of his powerful hold over her.

The recollection of the pathetic way she begged him to help her also caused the proud woman a great deal of shame. Her feeble voice begging him, "Will you help me, please," resounded in her brain over and over again. Pamela remembered only too well how she pled with him just as he was about to stick his hard cock into her tight cunt. Why did she spread her lush thighs for this man? She should have fought him with all of her strength. What would her teenage daughter, just about to leave for college, have said if she knew her mom was opening her legs to another man for licentious fornication and letting that man shoot his cum into her pussy? Pamela thought of how shameful she would have appeared to her daughter, laying on her back on Hall's desk being deflowered in the sense of having a first adulterous union by this big man. How could she have submitted herself, she wondered?

Hall had been very clear to Pamela. She was to call him within 48 hours and be ready to travel for a couple of nights. If she did not, then he would not consider helping her in any way.

Pamela was loath to call him. However, on the second day, she began to nervously wonder what would happen to her and her family if she chose not to call. Certainly, her husband, Gene Jackson, would be fired from his law firm for cause. Then he would get no severance pay or partnership equity. They would lose the house and the lifestyle and her daughter would not be able to go to the private university that she had been accepted into. Divorce would inevitably follow, although Pamela was well on her way to seeking that even if she could save the family. But a divorce with Gene while he was unemployed would be disastrous for Pamela's financial future. She had never been in the workforce and certainly didn't have the skills necessary to get a good paying job.

As she sat at her kitchen table and contemplated her horrible position, Pamela looked out the French doors into the back yard. Her beautiful eighteen year old daughter was gleefully playing in the pool with several friends, all of whom had just graduated from high school. Pamela's heart swelled with pride as she looked at Laura, who reminded her so much of herself at that age: tall, tanned, long-legged, and slender, yet having full breasts that nearly burst from the bikini that she wore. She looked at her daughter's beautiful face and innocent smile. How could she break her daughter's heart by doing something that she knew would result in Laura not being able to go to college like she wanted? Pamela shook her head in disbelief at what was happening to her.

The beautiful brunette got furious every time she thought of her husband's irresponsible lewd behavior. How and why had he put them in this position, she wondered? She recognized the fact that she no longer found him to be an alluring man, but she still was faithful to him. She worked hard to keep up the domestic side of his life so that he could concentrate on providing the financial security that they relied on. She also worked doubly hard to stay in good physical shape (in contrast to him, she thought), and when he was in a horny mood, she played the good wife and wrapped her long legs around his fat ass and let him fuck her hard until he came.

Now, he had gone too far, she realized.

The minutes and hours ticked by on the second day; Pamela was unable to think of anything else and yet she was still unable to decide what she should do. In the back of her mind, she knew that she could not afford to let everything in her life slip from her grasp. So, as the day wore on and the final hour approached, she finally picked up the phone and dialed his number.

The statuesque brunette caught her breath when Hall answered the phone.

***

Pamela had just left the Manhattan hotel to go to Hall's office. Her conversation with Hall the previous day had been entirely inadequate for her. He had been polite, but very curt and to the point. He very frankly told her that if she ever had hope of maintaining the lifestyle that she was accustomed to, that she should not question him in any way. The one sided conversation had eventually cornered Pamela into agreeing that she wanted to save herself and her children from financial ruin and understood her need to "help" Hall succeed in his objectives in Manhattan.

The only concession that she had gained from Hall was that he would not let her be destroyed if she helped him.

Making excuses to leave town had been very, very awkward for Pamela, but she had done it. Now she was in New York City.

Pamela's mind was in a blur as the chauffer drove her to Hall's office tower. After she had checked into the hotel, she had received a call from Hall's assistant asking her for her clothing sizes. As confused as she was about the whole day, Pamela had quietly given her the sizes that she asked for. Hall then called her. He told her that arrangements had been made for her to spend several hours at the hotel spa before she came to his office. He made clear to her that she was to accept whatever treatment was offered to her by the staff.

Had the voluptuous brunette not been so nervous, she would have truly loved the pampering that she received at the spa. There was the manicure, pedicure and facial that she got. She received a very relaxing massage. She also had an appointment to have her hair and make-up done. Nearing the end of the treatment, however, the young woman with the hotel spa indicated to her that she was now ready for her waxing. Pamela was a bit surprised, but tried to pass it off without comment. However, after her long, tanned legs were waxed, the young woman shifted the cool cotton sheet covering Pamela's naked body and began trimming Pamela's full pubic bush. The mature woman's eyes flew open and she lifted her head to look at the innocent face of the young woman preparing her pussy for waxing.

"Wha . . . what are you doing," she asked, trying not to sound hysterical. She looked at her long, sexy legs, now naked to just above the juncture of her thighs.

The pretty woman continued clipping Pamela's pussy hair.

"Oh, have you never had your privates waxed before?" she asked Pamela. "You'll love it. Your husband specifically asked that you be completely waxed of all body hair," she chirped cheerfully.

"He's not my husb…" Pamela said before she caught herself. Jackson's wife saw the young woman's eyes glance at the prominent wedding band on Pamela's left hand and then force her eyes back to Pamela's face.

"Oh, my," was the only reply from the young woman. "I, uh, you'll find it quite appealing, anyway," she managed.

Pamela felt all of the blood in her body rush to her beautiful face. She lay back down completely humiliated and did nothing to hinder the young woman's work when she felt her long, naked legs being spread and manipulated for the waxing of her pussy.

*****

When she returned to her room, she found her own clothing gone and her wardrobe replaced. There was a note on her bed telling her to wear what was on the bed.

Pamela held the suit jacket and skirt up and looked at them intently. The expensive suit was made of the finest silk, but Pamela was concerned at how short the skirt was. She held the skirt to her waist and saw that it didn't even come close to being mid-thigh. Instead, it would leave her legs exposed to nearly the top of her thighs. She wondered how she would even sit in a skirt like this. As she went through the rest of the clothes on the bed, Pamela realized that there were no panties with the outfit! A garter belt and thigh-highs had been left, as well as very, very high heeled shoes, still in the box. The bra was lacy and cut low, allowing an acre of cleavage to show from the equally low cut blouse. The suit coat was designed to be worn open. As she finally got the outfit on, Pamela looked in the mirror. What she saw was a stunning mature woman in her sexual prime. Her big titties were pushed up proudly and she was all legs beneath the skirt. When she moved, a hint of the top of her thigh-highs was revealed, letting a person peek at the creamy whites of her super sexy upper thighs. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she tried to determine what she could and couldn't do in the outfit. She bent at the waist and the skirt rose to the flair of her rounded ass cheeks. When she bent further, her naked pussy slit peeked out from below the hem.

She certainly had no idea what the specific intentions were of Hall, but there was no doubt he was going to use her physical beauty and sexual allure to his advantage at the meeting.

In her entire life, Pamela had never worn a skirt with no panties, so the cool air on her now hairless cunt made her feel almost as if she had no clothes on below the waist. As the conservative wife of a lawyer for a large, successful law firm, she had always had to maintain an image that was completely contrary to the clothing she now had on. As she walked through the hotel lobby and to the waiting Town Car, Pamela was distinctly aware of the looks that she received from everyone she walked past. And, when the back door was opened for and she sat in the car, she noticed how several passersby slowed to get a good look at the hot womanly flesh which was exposed to them.

*****

Hall worked the deal as quickly as he could. He had known the man he was talking to for many years. Over the years he knew that the man, who was in his late sixties, had become more accustomed to Western practices, although he still wore the traditional Arab head dress with his western suit and tie.

Hall believed he was very close to signing a deal with the Arab.

"Omar," Hall said, "I know that you have to leave for London in a couple of hours. Surely we can finalize our deal before you go? All of the paperwork has been reviewed and it simply awaits your signature."

"I am still looking at other firms," was the reply from the Arab. "Perhaps waiting a few days would benefit us both."

Hall did not want to wait. He and Omar had been talking about this for weeks and he believed that both were ready for the deal. He looked at the other Middle Eastern men in the room and smiled. "I need some help here with your boss. He's becoming obstinate in his old age."

All the men laughed.

Hall pushed a button. "Pamela, would you bring in some drinks for my guests?"

Within seconds, Pamela Jackson entered the room with a tray of liquor bottles and glasses for the men. She tried to not look at the men, but she immediately heard the murmur and rustling as the men looked the scantily clad woman in the short skirt up and down.

Of course, she served Omar and Hall first.

"Hall, where do you find such beautiful help?" Omar asked. Pamela made sure to smile at the man when he said this. Her lovely brown eyes sparkled and her lips parted to show perfect white teeth when she smiled.

Pamela saw the Arab man stare intently at her cleavage as she bent to give him his drink. Her large melons were wonderfully encased in the silk bra and blouse that Hall had ordered her to wear. Omar stared openly at the tall brunette serving him. Her eyes met his for another brief moment before she blushingly looked away.

Then his eyes went to her long legs. She had long heard of the attraction that Arab men had for beautiful American women. The suit skirt that she wore was simply way too short. It barely covered her naked bottom and was so tight that it clung like second skin to her shapely hips and buttocks. She hoped that neither man noticed the slight shaking of her hands as she handled the bottles and glasses.

"Pamela is new here," Hall replied. "She is very intent on being a good hostess, though."

Pamela felt her face redden. She moved cautiously to the other men in the room, serving them drinks and enduring their stares.

"I only wish we could seal this deal right now," Hall said. "There really is no good reason to delay, and being able to celebrate it, even briefly, would be something I think you might enjoy before your trip to London."

Omar raised his eyebrow. He looked at the long legged brunette serving his employees. She looked spectacular. What would those soft thighs feel like around his hips, he wondered? Why not take this mature American woman? He felt his cock stir in his pants. He had done enough business with Hall to know what he suggested. Should he take up the offer of this beautiful woman?

Pamela finished serving the men. She looked at Hall and began to leave the room.

As Omar watched the shapely buttocks of the American woman walk to the door, he made his decision.

"Hall, we're old friends. Let's not delay any longer. I sign, right now!"

Hall clapped his hands. "Great, let's do it."

Pamela was relieved. She thought to herself that at least her part was done. She hoped that her sexy presence had helped Hall seal the deal. Maybe now he'd help her!

"Pamela," Hall said, "get the pen from the desk and bring the papers over to the table."

Hall and Omar rose from their chairs and approached a large table in the middle of the room. Pamela did as directed and brought the papers and pens.

Within seconds, the documents were signed.

Pamela nervously stood by as the men put their signatures to paper. She nervously clasped her manicured hands in front of her short skirt. She wished she had panties on. She wished she was dressed conservatively. Her mind swirled with nervous thoughts. Somehow, serving these foreigners made her feel very much like a sex object. Please, please, please, she thought, please Mr. Hall, tell me it's time for me to go.

In the back of her mind she knew that wouldn't happen. She heard Hall's voice.

"Omar, you have made me very happy. Is there any gift that I can give you to show you my appreciation?"

Omar looked Pamela in the eyes. The beautiful brunette mother lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes resting softly on her perfect skin.

"Yes, perhaps your hostess would be so kind as to make herself available to me, briefly, before I must go to London."

Hall answered for Pamela. "Of course she would. Pamela is new here. She is what we in America call a housewife, and has never served as a hostess before, but has assured me she wishes to assist my business in any way I find necessary. She is indebted to me for some personal assistance she has requested. I'm certain she would be pleased to service you."

Pamela's mind raced. As she stood there, she felt her long, shapely legs begin to shake very subtly. Her large melons rose and fell with her increased breathing. "Please, Mr. Hall," was all she said when her voice dropped off.

"Take off your suit jacket, my dear," Hall said. "Omar, I assure you that her reluctance is entirely due to her inexperience, not her willingness or ability to please."

"Hall," Omar replied, "there is never any reason to apologize for innocence and inexperience in a beautiful woman."

Pamela felt her hands rise reluctantly to her suit lapels and gently open the coat and slide it down her arms. She folded it and placed it on the desk. Now she felt naked from the waist up, the blouse and bra were so thin. Without the coat, her breasts showed clearly now.

What should she do, she wondered? Should she run? Should she fight? Instead, she stood frozen before the man whose hands her fate was in.

"Now remove the blouse and bra, Pamela," Hall directed and turned to Omar, "Again, if she appears frightened, it's because she has not done this before. I assure you, however, that her body is made for a man's pleasure."

Pamela's eyes watered and she felt herself blinking back tears, but her hands went slowly to the blouse and began unbuttoning it. She tried to tell herself that she was doing this for her family. If she had to spread her magnificent long legs, it was for her family and only her family. Soon the front of the blouse was open, revealing her large, firm tits and flat stomach.

Hall spoke again, very gently. "Pamela, Omar doesn't have much time. It's time for him to celebrate."

Pamela's fingers began to work more quickly. The blouse fell to the floor. Pamela was very hesitant to end up completely nude in this room full of foreigners. But her shaking hands went to her back and she unhooked the lacy bra that held her wonderfully large tits in place. After she unhooked it and the straps fell loosely on her beautiful shoulders, Pamela crossed her arms in front of her exposed breasts, covering the large nipples. She let the bra slip to the floor.

As she stood there nude except for her skirt, she looked pleadingly at Hall.

"Where should we go?" she asked. By now she recognized that she was to be taken by Omar as a prize. Reconciled to that horrid thought, she only wished to be taken by him privately.

"He should have you wherever he wishes," was Hall's reply. He looked to Omar.

Omar was not concerned with the American woman's feelings. To the contrary, he wished to impress upon his employees the power that he had. "I wish to be served here," was his reply.

Hall’s hard eyes looked at Pamela.

Immediately, she recognized his thoughts. She could ill afford to go this far and then stop. She recognized that his good will was everything to her future.

Pamela released her breasts and they dangled, fleshy and full, set high on her chest, the large nipples capping the melons. She heard the audible murmur of approval of the men in the room.

Then she began to unzip the skirt. As her long, silk encased legs stepped out of the skirt, she looked at her hairless pussy with shame. The only clothing she wore was the sexy thigh high stockings with the garter belt and the five inch high heel shoes. Her shapely ass, large breasts and hairless pussy now seemed even more naked, if that was possible.

Omar had begun to undress as well. Within seconds, all of his clothing was off except his underwear and head dress.

Pamela looked at his hairy body with disgust, but she knew what she was expected to do. She walked over to him. The men watched her tight buttocks sway sensuously as she moved to him. Gene Jackson's wife knelt before the Arab man.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 13

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Her hands reached for his midsection. Gently, she tugged at his underwear. As she pulled it down, an extremely large, thick, well-veined cock was revealed. Pamela had not seen a lot of cocks in her life, but this one was not completely straight. Instead, it curved even though it was very stiff. Nor was the man circumcised. Pamela had never seen a cock like this before.

Trying not to think about what she was about to do, Pamela opened her mouth and took the near turgid tool between her moist, ripe lips. His was a formidable member with a thick shaft and a knob at the end of it that looked like a plump plum. As her lips glided over the fleshy knob, gently sucking and licking, she heard Omar's voice.

"Our women must be directed with some force to suck cock, Mr. Hall. Seems American women love to do it without even a request," he giggled. All of the men joined in the laughter.

Pamela ignored this humiliating statement and continued to bob on the Arab's thick pole. The length and girth were both unlike any she had ever had before. She found that she had to open her mouth wide to allow him access to her. She sucked gently on the stiff tool and let her tongue swirl around the thick shaft.

Pamela continued to suck this man on her knees as he stood before her, continuing to talk. Her hands alternated between tugging on the shaft of the cock and cupping his large testicle sac softly in her fingers. Her well formed buttocks rested on the backs of her shoes as she performed fellatio on the foreign man.

"Hall, this woman must be bred. Can you imagine the stock which would come from her loins?"

Pamela thought of Laura. This dirty man was basically referring to her daughter, she thought to herself angrily.

"With tits like these, she is made for breeding," he said, as if he were speaking of an animal.

Omar reached down to her large tits, hefted them as if judging them for weight and began to massage them. Pamela felt her nipples react instantly. Omar tugged and tweaked at the rubbery tips. His touch was almost painful, it was so hard, but Pamela's body reacted as she feared it would. She felt her tight vagina begin to moisten and her nipples stood out hard and dark.

As she tried to ignore his touch, Pamela's mind wandered to what he said. Maybe she was simply a slut. Maybe she was just meant to be bred. She felt herself begin to well-up with emotions, but she quickly tried to think of something else before she began to cry. That would do her no good, and simply humiliate her more.

Omar continued to talk.

"My dear, I don't have much time," he said as he stepped away from the beautiful brunette kneeling before him. His cock fell from her mouth, wet with her saliva. "I must sample your cunt."

Pamela saw him extend her his hand to assist her up from her knees. She put her own soft hand in his and began to stand. In her heels, she stood several inches taller than him. He instantly put his face into her large titties and began to smother himself with them. His hands pulled her close to him by latching on to her ass cheeks. He licked and sucked on her tits voraciously.

Pamela tried not to look at the other men in the room, but her innocent brown eyes met theirs and she recognized the lust in their dark faces. They seemed mesmerized by their boss' domination of this American woman.

Pamela tried to not make a sound, but when Omar's fingers found her pussy opening and he begin to jam a finger within her, she finally relented.

"Oh," was all she said. She felt her tight pussy adjust to the invasion of his finger and bathe the digit with her love juices. Pamela adjusted her feet to a few inches wider to allow him access. Her shapely legs were tensed and revealed the deep muscles of her thighs and buttocks.

Pamela's arms surrounded the man's hairy back and shoulders as she tried to hang on for dear life, not wanting to lose balance while the man finger-fucked her. The beautiful woman groaned involuntarily.

She was certain that she would fall if he continued this sexual probing of her. As if he sensed this, Omar turned to a couple of the men who were seated on a couch.

"Move, I must fuck this woman," he demanded.

The men stood and watched as the beautiful American brunette was released by Omar. Her tits were soaked with his saliva and she was breathing hard from the finger-fucking he had given her. She moved with shaking legs to the couch.

Pamela knew that the men stared at the unnaturally bare pussy between her legs as she walked to the couch. She felt Omar groping at her ass cheeks as she moved. Gene Jackson's wife was turned on like never before, but she still hated what she was doing. To have this crude foreigner between her legs was against everything she believed and every vow she had ever made. And yet, when she turned and sat on the couch, she knew he would fuck her now.

Pamela lay back on the couch. Omar was right beside her now, his stiff, jutting tool standing straight out of his hips. Pamela's head was on a pillow and she spread the beautiful columns of her thighs to allow the Arab between her legs.

Omar knelt on the couch. Pamela Jackson resolved to block out the other men and simply fuck this man who was now kneeling between her legs. The conservative lawyer's wife reached for the tip of the foreign man's cock and directed it to the opening of her newly shorn pussy. Her mind told her that it was too big for her pussy, but she let him begin to push into her anyway.

The initial thickness did prove a problem, but Omar pushed hard at the opening of her cunt. She spread her soft thighs for him as he did.

Pamela's legs were now up in the air around Omar's body. As he pushed himself inside of her, the fit was tight and a bit painful for the beautiful, mature woman. She glanced down between their bodies and realized that he was not even a quarter of the way inside her pussy.

"Uhhhhhh," she heard herself moan as he tried to fit himself inside her pussy. Her legs were spread wide and all the men had a view of her smooth thighs as Omar tried to fit his massive cock inside the American woman. The men knew that she was struggling to accommodate the large cock inside her tight pussy.

Omar now wanted to bend the American woman to his will and have her beg for mercy. He wanted his men to recognize the power that he had over people and nothing would make a bigger impression than fucking this American woman without mercy. He dug his fingers into her gyrating hips and pulled her ass towards his cock, painfully squeezing her buttocks. Pamela's eyes betrayed a real fear now of the fucking she was going to receive.

Now he was getting into a frenzy. He tore at her ass, separating the buttocks as much as possible to open her pussy to his cock. Her twin moons were stretched until Pamela's head fell back on the couch's cushion and she cried out.

"Ohhhhh, goddddd," she cried. "You're too big…"

Omar continued to watch his massive, thickly plunging shaft disappear into the resisting wet hole of the woman's cunt. He wanted to stretch the western woman's orifice until she accepted him completely inside her tight wet cunt.

"Uuuugggggghhhhhhhh," she cried uncomprehendingly. "Ohhh, nooooo, please stop."

Omar looked up at the beautiful face of the woman he was fucking. Her neck was straining and her mouth was agape. It seemed that she was unable even to scream as he fucked her relentlessly. Her eyes stared at him in a silent acknowledgement of his brutal fucking. All of the air now seemed to be out of her lungs. Her big breasts heaved as she bucked her hips beneath him, both trying to take the massive cock and trying to avoid its complete entry. The big, stiff nipples on her breasts pushed into the Arab's hairy chest as he took her every sexual secret.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned piteously. "You're toooooo . . . biggggg."

Pamela knew he was nearly completely inside her now. Her tight love hole had never been so overstuffed with man meat. Almost in a defensive mode, her pussy soaked the cock with love juices to make the jutting, stiff meat slippery enough to slide easily inside her. The image of her hungry cunt climbing up and down his long tool made Omar appreciate the athleticism of the American woman he was fucking.

Wet smacking sounds resounded through the otherwise silent room. Hall and the other men watched in disbelief as Omar fucked Pamela relentlessly. Each pile-driving thrust that Omar made into Pamela's tight pussy produced another wet whoosh, a smacking sound of slapping flesh and a pitiful cry from Pamela's lips.

"Ohhh."

"Ohhh."

"Ohhh. Pleeeese."

Pamela now gradually began taking the pounding from the huge dick without complaint. Only the involuntary moan that the beautiful brunette uttered when Omar pushed in to the hilt betrayed the fact that Pamela was unused to the massive sized cock inside her.

The cushions beneath them creaked and groaned as the two fucked each other. The sounds created a better report of what was happening than any photograph ever could. Pamela's body began to be covered with a thin sheen of perspiration as she tried to accept the animalistic fucking Omar was driving into her.

As he pounded his cock into the hotly receptive pussy of Pamela Jackson, Omar's mouth touched Pamela's and he drove his tongue deep into her mouth. She greedily accepted it and twisted her own tongue with his in his liquored mouth.

Pamela could take it no more. She felt herself losing control and her mind flashed red and demented. Her large, rounded breasts were now pressed nearly flat against the Arab's chest.

"I'm cummmiing," she screamed as she utterly lost control. "I'm cummmmming!" Her high pitched squeal broke the air. Her long legs wrapped tightly around the Arab and her heels crossed at the ankles as she pulled the entire huge cock into her pussy.

"Aaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggguuuuhhhhh." Her throaty voice resounded throughout the large room, and the flesh slapping and couch creaking filled the room as he continued to drive his large member into the hairless pussy until only the thick nappy pubic hair of his was between their bodies, and that was smashed tight between them.

The muscles in Pamela's arms and legs stood out as she strained to shamefully pull him deeper into her wetly splayed cunt lips.

Omar felt slow aching pressure building within his huge balls. His lust laden testicles slapped hard against Pamela's buttocks with each thrust into the American woman's hungry pussy. As she climaxed beneath him, Omar felt himself losing control. He fucked her harder and harder, determined to totally debase the western woman squirming beneath him. Her smooth thighs were now spread as wide as she could spread them and he pounded her without mercy or restraint. She continued to cry out in orgasm.

Omar felt himself about to explode. He grasped her thighs behind the knees and pushed her cruelly up until her knees were nearly at her head and she was bent in two. Pamela had never been so brutally fucked, but she felt another orgasm rising as her legs were pushed back.

Omar's shoulders were surrounded by Pamela's legs and he drove deep into her spasming cunt. Rather than resisting his cruel fuck, Omar felt Pamela's ankles cross behind his neck and she met him thrust for thrust. She was now a raw mass of helpless desire and she met him by writhing and twisting beneath him to his every cock thrust.

With her soft, yielding thighs now on his chest and her calves on his shoulders, Omar drove his huge cock deeper and deeper into the woman beneath him. Reaching the hilt, he ground his hips into hers.

Quickly, he felt Pamela rising to another orgasm. Her whole body tensed and he knew he could last no longer.

His voice rasped something which neither Pamela nor Hall recognized, but it was a clear sign of his impending explosion within the beautiful woman beneath him. With a deep, soul shattering sound, Omar and Pamela exploded in simultaneous orgasm. Their mouths and hips were locked as one. His cock began to jerk wildly and he shot his thick, hot spunk into her pussy. She felt the hot, liquid sperm being deposited deep within her womb, filling her velvety vaginal walls with his spurting seed.

Pamela had not yet regained her bearings and she aggressively continued to work his cock with her pussy, milking the thick tool of every drop of his man seed, not realizing that the man was becoming spent.

The other men in the room looked at each other in disbelief and amusement as she continued to pump her shapely hips rhythmically beneath the now spent man. Gradually, Omar lifted his body from hers to allow her to draw her long legs down from his shoulders. She now wrapped her legs around Omar's legs as he lay atop her.

The two lay together gathering their senses.

Hall knew that Pamela had been worked hard by Omar. He knew that she was the reason Omar had signed so quickly. He recognized her value to him after he had watched her fuck Omar with so much animalistic passion. Her ass was going to be a valuable asset to him, he thought.

Omar got up from the couch and gathered his clothes. Pamela lay there nearly fucked senseless and nearly dozing. Her huge tits looked delectable and her legs lay spread ever so slightly.

She sensed Omar and Hall speaking, but could not make out what they said. Her mind drifted.

The she heard Hall's voice growing nearer, "Pamela will be happy to accompany you whenever you are in New York, Omar, my friend. I know that you must leave for London. Perhaps Pamela can accommodate your men after you leave?"

Omar replied. "That would be much appreciated."

Pamela's eyes flew open. As she lay stunned on the couch, Omar's men began approaching her. They were taking their clothes off! One man, already naked, knelt between her beautiful long legs and pushed his hard dusky cock into her spunk soaked pussy. Another went to her head and offered his cock to her lips.

"What?" was all that Pamela asked.

Pamela looked up into Hall's eyes. They told her the entire message. How had she gotten herself into this mess, her brain screamed? What was she doing letting Hall dictate her life to her?

She barely noticed the man who was fucking her until he lay completely on top of her. Now she was pinned beneath the man. She looked pitifully at Hall. His cold eyes stared back silently.

Pamela knew what she had to do.

She parted her lips and took the man's cock into her mouth.

Over the next several hours Pamela fucked and sucked each foreigner's cock dry. The voluptuous brunette was repeatedly fucked by this group of insatiable men in every position imaginable. She never complained. If they wanted to take her doggy style she knelt. If they wanted her doing the work she was riding their cocks from above, tits swaying and bobbing. He mouth serviced cock after cock, bringing them back to erection so they could fuck her again and again.

She lost count of how many times she climaxed and how many hard Arabian cocks she let shoot hot spunk between her legs. She was now simply a warm, fleshy receptacle for their foreign lust.

As the last man left his seed in her ravaged hairless pussy and stood to walk away, Pamela lay staring at the ceiling in shock at her shameful conduct.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 14

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Pamela somehow managed to hold her emotions inside until she got back to her hotel room. As she walked through the five-star hotel lobby and got into the elevator, she felt the eyes of every man she passed on her body. If they only knew what she had done, she shamefully thought to herself. If they only knew!

When she opened the door to her room and entered the luxurious sanctuary, she put her hands to her face and began to sob openly. Her trembling knees barely supported her as she stumbled to the bed and removed the five inch heels that she had been wearing. Now barefoot, Pamela curled up on the bed and continued crying. Why had she agreed to do this, the housewife wondered? Surely there must have been another way. Crying into a pillow, the beautiful, mature woman grabbed the bedspread with her fist and squeezed it tightly. "Damn you, Gene," her mind screamed at her unfaithful husband. He was the reason for all of this. "Damn you!"

Pamela didn't know what to do. Her body ached from the long sexual workout she had been put through. She could still smell the cologne on her skin of the various men who had fucked her and she smelled strongly of sex. Her nipples were sore and there were hickies on her breasts from all the sucking and tugging that the men had done, and her burning pussy certainly felt the ravages of their intercourse. In the limo drive to the hotel, she had managed to get the taste of their semen out of her mouth by pouring herself a strong glass of whiskey and downing it after swishing it in her mouth. The whiskey had the added benefit of calming the statuesque brunette. Now that calm had vanished and she was torn between conflicting desires for sleep and a bath.

She decided to force herself up and change out of the clothes she was wearing. Pamela padded to the bath and began to shed her clothes. She looked into the mirror for signs that she had somehow been changed by the sexual experience, but other than the unfamiliar clothing, she was the same woman as before. This startled her as she had expected that the couplings that she had endured would have somehow changed her looks. An intense feeling of loneliness came over her, but she continued what she was doing. When she finished taking her clothes off, she stood in front of the large mirror and examined her fabulous body.

She was still not used to having a shaved pussy and she stared at her narrow, hairless slit momentarily. It seemed so incongruous to the womanly flared hips that she had. Slowly, her big eyes moved to other parts of her body. About the only two changes that she noticed aside from the marks on her breasts was a small bruise on her flawless skin at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. She tried to remember back as to how she got it. It was humiliating to her that she had only a vague recollection of getting the small purple mark.

She hadn't had a hickey since she had gotten a little intoxicated and had ended up getting banged after a party in the back seat of a car by a high school football star when she was a high school sophomore! Up until today, Pamela had viewed that night as the single wildest day in her life! Although she had lost her virginity earlier that year to a boy she had been dating for quite some time, she had been racked with guilt and shame after she fucked the high school senior, who she never dated before and did not date after, and was mortified to find out later that several people had seen her naked legs up in the air as he lay between her young thighs, stretching her wet pussy with his every thrust. Now her mind reflected back on that night, years before, remembering the large hickeys the young stud left of her shoulders and neck.

She seemed to remember one of the men biting her lightly as the man lay atop her and pounded her pussy relentlessly towards orgasm. She vaguely recalled him latching on to her skin with his mouth as she exploded in orgasm. That would explain her hazy memory, she thought. Her long, toned legs were wrapped firmly around the man's hips as she met him thrust for thrust. She remembered his long cock banging her over and over. She had looked between their bodies as they fucked and seen his stiff, dark tool working in and out of her pussy, glistening with her juices. She remembered looking into his lust filled eyes as he fucked her.

The man had worked the American housewife hard, enjoying every second that his long, stiff penis was driving in and out of her snug, soaked passage. The man could tell from the way Pamela squeezed her soft thighs around his hips and pumped her ass up to meet his thrusts that she was not just servicing him. The tell-tale signs of her arousal were too clear. And, when they began to climax together, she felt him begin to bite . . .

Pamela was appalled at her memory! This man was a complete stranger, she thought. She forced her thoughts back to the present, but immediately noticed that her large nipples were blood-engorged and erect at her thoughts! As ashamed as she was of her body's reaction, she found some solace in the knowledge that the smoldering sexual feelings that she thought she no longer had in the marriage in which she was trapped were still there. Pamela knew that she was a very desirable woman.

She continued examining her body. There was a second bruise on one of her large, firm breasts. She remembered crying out in a bit of pain when a man sucking on a nipple, moved to her other breast and bit on the soft skin of her breast. She didn't even remember which man had done it, but she did remember slapping his naked skin when he caused her the pain.

Her view of who had done it was obscured by the fact that she was giving one of the men head and all she could see was the hairy abdomen of that man, while the other men took advantage of her beautiful body. As she thought back she wondered at the wanton image in her mind. She seemed to remember that she was sitting on the couch with the naked man standing on it, his hairy, naked legs akimbo, straddling her, his long penis being sucked by her as he flexed his hips. As unreal as that seemed to her, she knew she remembered correctly.

The other men, who she could not see, knelt at her body, sucking her nipples, groping her large tits, and finger-fucking her as she mouthed the man's stiff tool. Shamefully, she remembered spreading her luscious legs and pulling her knees up somewhat to give one man's fingers better access to her soaked love hole. No wonder her pussy was sore!

Pamela had just put on a short robe when there was a knock at the door of her room. She peeked through the peep hole and saw the face of the young woman who had waxed her earlier in the day. Pamela opened the door and the young woman pushed a cart into the room. On it was a massage table.

The young lady looked at Pamela with bright eyes and smiled.

"I've got orders to pamper you silly," she said with a broad smile. "We start with a body scrub" she said as the table was set up. "Hop up!"

Pamela was reluctant to follow any more orders by anyone, but she decided not to fight it. She got onto the table and lay face down, her beautiful face looking away from the side that the attendant was on. She closed her eyes and tried to relax. She knew this was the only way she could get through the days to come.

She felt the robe being lifted from her body. She could feel the attendant's eyes roaming over her beautiful, mature body. A feminine hand lightly stroked her from her ankle up the back of her long leg coming to rest momentarily, almost absentmindedly, on her rounded, well-formed buttock.

***** Pamela and Hall spent that evening at the theater and dining at a fabulous restaurant. Their conversation had been riveting and intimate and often amusing. She found herself laughing at his engaging sense of humor. Despite everything, Pamela found herself drawn to the powerful man. He treated her as an intelligent equal. As the night progressed and the food kept coming and the wine flowed freely, Pamela felt very sexy in the revealing, low-cut evening gown with the long slit way up the side that she wore and was proud to be with the handsome man in black tie. She felt a way that she hadn't felt in years. Deep in the recesses of her mind, however, she knew that he still held all of the cards and had expectations of her that she feared.

*****

When they arrived back at Pamela's room, she noticed that a bottle of champagne was sitting on ice on the table.

Hall went over to it and began to open it.

"Why don't you change into something more comfortable," he said to Pamela.

The woman knew better than to challenge Hall. She turned and made her way to the bathroom, where she was not surprised to find a silky, see-through black negligee. Her nervous hands went to the straps on her evening gown and pulled them gently down her shoulders. Pamela tried to tell herself that she was only doing this because of her family, but her mind wondered if that was true. She knew that she was going to be fucked nonetheless.

Hall was already unclothed and sat sipping the champagne in a robe which he had had placed in the closet. The lights were dim and the drapes were wide open. Manhattan's skyline was on display. When Hall heard the bathroom door open and shut, he turned to the sounds. What he saw astounded him.

Pamela stood stock still in the lingerie, her eyes downcast, looking every bit like a virginal bride. Hall stared at the form of the tall, beautiful brunette. His eyes started at her bare feet and moved slowly up her nude legs. He loved how the ivory skin of her toned, muscular legs contrasted against the black lingerie. Hall could see the womanly flair of her hips and the flat tummy beneath the sheer material, and he let his eyes roam higher until he came to Pamela's large, firm tits. While he wasn't certain, there was a slight hint of her nipples being partially erect. He reflected on how the wining and dining had made this worth the wait.

Luckily for Pamela, his quiet demeanor did not reveal his thoughts, but he reflected meanly that this gorgeous, demure woman, who now was apparently hesitant to give up her virtue to him, had that early afternoon wantonly spread her lush thighs for any man that he had told her she needed to fuck, and had serviced and provided the receptacle between her long legs for the hot spunk from the stiff cocks of several men. There was no doubt that his power over these stunning women was a turn-on for Hall. Hall extended his hand to the beautiful woman. She slowly made her way to him and he spread his legs and guided her between them. His robe fell away from his thick thigh and Pamela saw the long, thick hose, which was his flaccid penis, lying on his stomach. While the size of the cock was intimidating even though it was not stiff, Pamela was shocked by the size of the testicles which hung in the large sac between his legs. Gently, she sat on his naked leg and leaned her torso against his chest. Her soft hand went to his chest and she rubbed his wide chest lightly. He handed the woman a glass of champagne and wrapped his arm around her, lightly caressing her back and buttocks and legs. Despite being a bit light headed already, Pamela drank deeply from the glass. She knew that she would need every drop of the alcohol to get through this night.

She offered no resistance when he pulled her close for a long, deep kiss and his hands began to work her negligee off of her body. The woman's large breasts jutted forward. Pamela looked down and was stung by the fact that her nipples were already becoming stiff and erect. As repulsed as she would have hoped to be in this situation, she could not lie to herself: her pussy was starting to get soaked. Her warm hip was pulled next to Hall's manhood and she had to keep from jumping when she felt it begin to jerk, in fits and starts, into a raging, blood-filled erection. As they kissed, Hall's big hand went to between her legs and began to search for her love opening. Her lush thighs spread as if they had a mind of their own.

"Oooooooo," she moaned as his finger slipped effortlessly into her wet pussy.

Pamela's hand went to his balls and began to gently stroke the large, fleshy sac and his long cock. His rhythmic fingering of her made her have to resist the urge to take his cock into her mouth and suck him.

***** Pamela was lying nude on her back, her big brown eyes nearly glazed over from the fuck Hall was throwing her. The intercourse had begun gently enough, but now it seemed that Hall was working himself into a lather. About the only part of the beautiful housewife that was touching the bed was her head and shoulders, arms and her feet. Hall knelt between her long legs, cupping her firm ass cheeks in his hands as he fucked her by raising her buttocks and thighs up from the bed to meet his cock. Pamela's slender arms lay at her side bracing her body in the air. The muscles in her thighs stood out from the strain. It took just about all of her strength to be in this position, but Hall was laying his long, thick cock on her without regard for her feelings.

The intense fucking was taking its toll on Pamela. Her mouth was ajar and deep throated moans and gasps escaped her ripe, red lips.

"Aaahhhhhh," she mewled.

"Aaahhhhhh."

"Aaahhhhhh, gawwwwddd, she moaned with each thrust of his cock.

Her very large titties jiggled each time the man drove his stiff tool into her pussy to the hilt. Despite his large sized penis, Pamela was so wet that she was having no problem taking the cock into her pussy. She felt a bit like a cloth doll the way he was fucking her in this position. She knew that she had not experienced a man's libido like Hall's before and she knew that it would be best for her if she satisfied his lust in every way. He held her like this and fucked her for what seemed to be an eternity when suddenly he decided to switch positions.

He quickly lowered her onto the bed and withdrew his cock. Hall gently slapped her thigh.

"Turn around, Pamela, and get on your hands and knees. I need to fuck you doggie."

Pamela's ears burned with shame. Nonetheless, she scrambled over onto her stomach and pulled herself up to her hands and knees. She could hear Hall breathing hard behind her. His hands rested on her naked hips and his knees were between her calves. She felt the wet, fleshy tip of his penis against the back of her thigh.

"Gawd-damn!" she heard Hall mutter. "That is a helluva nice ass, Pamela." Then, "Put me in you."

The innocent brunette reached her hand between her spread thighs and felt for his cock. "Why am I doing this?" her brain screamed. "Why?"

But as disgusted with herself as she was, her hand came into contact with the very slick, stiff cock of the man who had been fucking her. Pamela hated the feel of her own vaginal juices on the cock. It was dirty! It was disgusting! But, she moved the head of his cock to her pussy lips and he pushed it in effortlessly. The silky, smooth walls of her vaginal passage were a tight fit around his cock. The wanton woman squeezed Hall's cock with her pussy in an effort to please the powerful man, milking the cock with her pussy.

Pamela's mind was filled with the obscene thought that she had completely surrendered to this man and chills ran up her spine when he spoke again.

"Pamela, you've got the pussy of a twenty year old, it's so damn tight," Hall groaned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Pamela heard her own voice moan in reply.

"Damn!" she heard Hall say. "This is a fine, fine ass!"

Pamela hung her head in shame as she felt him stuff his cock into her tight cunt from behind. What was causing her the shame wasn't Hall fucking her, but the thoughts that were racing through her pretty head. As much as she hated to admit it, she was concerned about not looking as good as she should from behind. After having two children, she was self-conscious about the width of her hips. While not slender like a girl's hips, they were not too wide at all.

Hall would have assured her that her womanly hips were perfect, had he cared a whit about her feelings, but he was too intoxicated with the power he held over the gorgeous brunette.

"Whack."

He slapped her ass.

"Whack."

Hall spanked her rounded ass again. He watched his elongated tool disappear and then reappear from Pamela's trembling vagina. The tight, circle of her anus peeked out at him from between her rapidly reddening buttocks.

"Owww!" was Pamela's only response.

"Ow!"

"Move your ass, baby. Don't go to sleep on me," Hall said.

Pamela immediately began to push back with her ass and take the deep thrusts further into her pussy. She only wanted to please this demanding man, why did he treat her so?

He began to fuck her in earnest now. The tawdry rhythm became more intense and Pamela could feel Hall's grip tightening on her hips. When he let loose of her hips, it was only to reach around her and grab the tit flesh which hung from her chest. He cupped her sensitive nipples and began to knead them in his hands as he fucked her harder and harder. Pamela's beautiful face now had a glow to it that could only be attributed to the sexual heights she was reaching. She didn't know if Hall's hands were holding her large breasts because he wanted to hang on to her while he fucked her, or if he realized just how sensitive her nipples were to the touch and how much this turned her on sexually.

One of his hands let go of a breast and it dangled heavily from her chest, jiggling and swaying every time his hips met the backs of her thighs and her buttocks. His free hand rested on her ass cheek at first, but then went around her hip and began to search for her clitoris. Now, Pamela was being penetrated by Hall's massive cock and having her pussy rubbed by his hand. He found the little love-bud and rubbed it vigorously as he continued pounding her cunt. She found it impossible to remain silent when he found the little organ.

"Ohhhhh," she cried in pleasure.

Pamela didn't know how much longer she would be able to withstand the onslaught. She didn't realize that Hall was now simply rocking mechanically into her pussy with his hard cock, plotting his next course of action.

Pamela's head and arms now collapsed to the bed from her kneeling position. Hall continued to fuck her, simply holding her ass up from the bed.

As her big breasts gradually moved to the bed, Hall began to tug on the front of her legs, just above her knees. Pamela's legs now straightened and her entire body was lying prone on the bed with Hall pounding her yielding flesh from above her without missing a stroke.

Hall was literally lying right on top of the mature woman as he fucked her with ever increasing speed and vigor. Pamela's beautiful long legs lay spread wantonly and Hall was between them focusing on fucking her sopping cunt. She was now so wet that there was a squishing sound every time Hall drove his stiff dong into her pussy that was humiliating to Pamela's ears.

Pamela thought her shame was utterly complete. Her mind rang with the thought that she was nothing but a wanton slut!

Hall enjoyed the feeling of lying completely on top of her torso, his entire body slamming up against this previously innocent woman. His mind meanly wondered how her kids would like to see their mom now!

And, the truth be known, the beautiful mother of two was reaching towards an orgasm herself.

His hands held her outstretched arms at the wrist and she could feel his torso heavily atop her back. As she moved her head and shook the long brown hair from her face, Hall kissed the back of her neck, her shoulder and her cheek. All that Pamela knew was that she was pinned beneath the man, feeling his long, stiff cock piston in and out of her vagina. Having her large, firm tits pressed against the cool sheets only enhanced her pleasure.

"Yeah, baby," she heard herself say.

"Do it to me, baby," she said, "just like that."

But Hall had something in mind other than her pleasure. Hall wanted to hear the gorgeous woman squeal for mercy and bend her completely to his will. As his large hands held her slender wrists tightly, he withdrew his massive, stiff cock slowly from her pussy. Pamela lay still beneath him, uncomprehendingly.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 14

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Then she felt the tip of his hard manhood move ominously up slightly between her rounded, womanly buttocks. Hall pushed and probed aggressively for the opening to her anus.

"Nooooo. Noooo, not there," was all that the brunette could say. As Hall made his hip thrusts, his cock slipped back into her soaked pussy twice. The entire area between her nude ass cheeks was now sopping wet, but he struggled to get into her little asshole.

Pamela's delicate feet began to kick vigorously against Hall's intentions, but his powerful thighs lay atop the backs of her long, naked legs and her struggles were to no avail. She was helplessly pinned beneath him, but she continued to struggle, kicking her feet up and down, attempting always to clench her muscular ass cheeks tight.

Despite his weight, she tried to thrash her rounded buttocks about in a way to make the ass fucking impossible, but she wasn't able to move much beneath the big man. His sudden heavy weight of his muscular loins pressed against her, spread her legs wider and wider apart and consequently her fleshy buttocks were slowly spread wider and wider apart.

The tall, gorgeous brunette felt his cock touch the crinkly circle of her sphincter and begin to put immense pressure on the opening.

"Noooo, please don't do it," she cried. "I've never done it before."

Pamela's mind screamed that the man's cock was too big! She could never take that inside her rectum without ripping her belly apart! The tip of his massive cock against her anus felt soft and rubbery at first, but it was backed by an increasingly stiff shaft that was unrelenting.

A deep soul-shattering groan began to escape the woman's throat as the deep discomfort from the tightly resisting nether ring gradually gave way to the unyielding pressure of his cock, and the round head of his penis popped into her anus.

"Noooooooooo. Pleeeeeeeese, nooooooo. I've never done thiiiiiiissss!"

It was too big… it was just too much! The enormous blunt intrusion of his cock pressed steadily forward, and great waves of red reflected in her brain! The stiff, thick penis pushed deeply into her smooth anal passage, stretching her painfully.

"Aaaaaaargh," Pamela moaned piteously, turning her perfect face into a pillow so that her groans would be less audible. "Aaaaaaaaaaaargh!"

Hall continued pushing his cock into her now yielding flesh. He pressed his chest against the soft skin of Pamela's back. He knew that the sophisticated woman had never had anal sex before, but also knew that it would only be a short time before her ass adjusted to the size of his cock.

Pamela groaned in anguish, but to no avail. Hall thrust cruelly onward, filling her backside with his rapidly expanding thickness. Time became meaningless to the stunning woman who seemed to be caught in an eternity of distress. Her eyes widened as his constantly pressing hardness increased the discomfort until suddenly she felt the coarse hair of his pubis smack heavily into the softness of her rounded buttocks.

Oh my gawd, the beautiful woman thought! The giant trembling shaft was buried to the hilt in Pamela's ass!

Pamela was splayed unnaturally on the bed, feeling impaled firmly on his massively throbbing cock like a pig on a giant roasting spit. Her legs were splayed out limply on the outside of his thighs as she lay face down on the bed, her soft, wonderful flesh now simply being used as Hall pleased.

She tried to slither her legs together, but immediately realized that there was to be no escape from this butt fucking. Her large, brown eyes were open but didn't seem focused. Her sensuous lips had slackened and she was breathing hard from her mouth. The man fucking her anus noticed that her mouth opened and shut nearly in a fish-like manner as he pushed his stiff fleshy organ into her and withdrew.

Hall's eyes narrowed as he raised up slightly from her and peered between their bodies to the stiff flesh that joined their bodies. Her super-tight sphincter was now squeezing the base of his cock tightly.

Instinctively, he directed her.

"Relax, baby, relax," he said.

"Owwwwww," was the pitiful response, though muffled into the pillow.

Hall began to slowly fuck this beautiful housewife's asshole. He did so slowly at first, so as not to pull all of the way out of her anus and have to struggle with her to get back in. Thus his thrusts were only a few inches each time.

Pamela slowly began to regain her bearings. Still she groaned with each thrust.

"Ugggggg."

"Ugggggg."

"Owwww."

Each time that Hall began to loosen his grip on her wrists, he could tell that she would begin to try to fight, so he was relegated to holding her tightly still. However, as he found himself stuffed entirely into her backside, he found her struggling diminishing.

"Relax, Pamela," he tried again. "Stop fighting it. Try to enjoy it," he reasoned.

"Why?" Pamela blurted out into the pillow, barely understandably.

While Pamela was still very upset, she had now tired from the physical struggle. She was most angry at herself for almost trusting the man. She blushed with shame as she remembered actually trying to satisfy him carnally. Now, his massive manhood slipped in and out of her helpless anus as her long legs lay helplessly wide open.

Whether she wanted him to or not, his cock began plunging deeper and deeper into her asshole. His hotly throbbing cock slid deeply within her and then was pulled nearly completely out before plunging back in. To her utter shame, Pamela knew that it was her own pussy juices which had supplied the lubricant to make the nether passage so moist.

As her tight back passage adjusted to the size of the intruder, Pamela realized that it was no longer painful for her. Hall released one of her wrists and pushed his hand between her body and the bed, searching for her pussy. His hand felt for the split between her legs and found it quickly. As he pumped his cock into her ass, he rhythmically began to tease her clitoris to try and arouse the mature woman.

After only a few seconds, he found the little organ and had teased it into stiffness.

The next time Pamela groaned, Hall recognized that it was not a groan of pain, but one of mounting desire. She moved her hips slightly and found that it wasn't painful at all. Then, with a slow undulating movement, her pussy began to push towards the man's fingers, seeking out the pleasurable contact with her clitoris. As she slowly moved, she found a new confidence, causing a very lewd thrill to course through her lower body. She began to move backwards towards the man's invading cock and then forward to meet his finger-fucking.

Hall felt her long legs begin move together. He raised his own and let her put her legs together. He now felt the pleasure of fucking up against her tight ass cheeks. His fingers once again encountered the familiar moistness that he had grown to expect when Pamela was aroused.

As unbelievable as it seemed to Hall, something in Pamela simply broke. It was as if a hidden passion was suddenly unleashed.

"Ohhhhhh, gawwwwwd," she moaned.

She thrust her shapely hips forward searching for the pleasure that his fingers gave her and then began to drive her buttocks back in an effort to savor the ass fucking he was giving her.

Hall began to establish a tawdry rhythm to the ass-fucking and fingering of her clitoris.

Despite all of Pamela's intentions, she knew that she was losing control of her body and beginning to respond to the onslaught on her senses.

"Oooooooooh." Pamela heard the voice, but almost didn't recognize it as her own. It seemed to have a different quality to it.

"Ooooooooooh, pleeeeeeeeze!" she said with no apparent purpose.

Her womanly hips now seemed to have a mind of their own. They pumped forward to meet Hall's probing fingers and back to meet the long cock firmly planted in her ass.

Hall leaned into her body and began pumping his cock vigorously into her virginal anus. He was surprised when her hand reached for his head and held it gently but firmly next to her own. His lips met hers and she awkwardly pushed her tongue into his mouth.

As his pounding cock reached the depths of her anal canal, Pamela could feel his hairy loins smacking heavily into the softness of her rounded buttocks. Pamela's hands moved downward and reached Hall's own muscular hips and ass. She held on to the man's flesh as he pounded away at her own. She seemed to enjoy feeling his thrusts into her acquiescing naked body.

Hall's mind was elsewhere. Yes, kids, your mom does enjoy a good ass fucking his mind said meanly. Look at your sexy mom now!

Suddenly, they could take it no more and their voices rang out into the room.

"Arrrrrrrrrghhhhhhh, I'm cummmmming!" their voices cried out together!

Their bodies twisted and turned as they orgasmed simultaneously. Hall's great cock spewed his hot spunk deep into Pamela's ass. She squeezed the big cock trying to milk the semen out of his testicles, reveling in the way it felt to have his spurting cum fill her asshole. The long, deep orgasm that they each experienced gradually subsided.

Hall began to pull his deflating cock out of Pamela's ass. A slight swooshing sound of air being released accompanied his withdrawal and brought Pamela back to reality. What had she done?

Hall rolled off of the beautiful woman and lay on his back. He pulled the woman towards him and kissed her mouth sensuously.

Pamela knew that he had no idea how utterly degraded and humiliated he had made her feel. She needed his help. Her mouth opened and she returned the kiss.

Soon they were both in deep slumbers. Pamela's sleep that night was interrupted several times when Hall awakened her to satisfy his insatiable libido by spreading her legs and letting him fuck her vaginally. Each time, she kissed him deeply, spread her legs and let him fuck her silly.

And, she climaxed, too.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 15

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Pamela awoke the next morning in the near darkness of pre-dawn. Although she had only slept intermittently during the night, she found that after a night of intense sexual intercourse and several orgasms, she was well rested and her lush body completely relaxed. Her eyes gradually adjusted to the dark room and she saw Hall sleeping soundly beside her. She looked around the room and saw the evidence of the night's lewd sexual activities.

The empty champagne bottle and glasses were on the table and her skimpy lingerie lay discarded by the chair upon which they had sat before he fucked her. Pamela's mind drifted back to the previous day and night. Her beautifully mature body had been put through a sexual workout and she could feel it this morning. Her mind went back to the afternoon before in Hall's office. Sure it was a shock having to fuck all of the men that Hall expected her to fuck, but she had survived it.

Of all of the strange sensations this morning, however, the strangest was the odd way her anus felt. She had never been buggered before and her tight sphincter was sore. The experience of being held down naked while a stiff penis was pushed between her shapely buttocks and into her virginal asshole was surreal to the beautiful woman. Still, it wasn't as bad as she would have expected.

Hall, she thought, was a very powerful man. His financial empire was even greater than what she had previously believed. And the tentacles of his business reached, affected and controlled thousands, now including Pamela and her children. Despite that knowledge, Pamela was not as intimidated by the man as she had been initially. It seemed to her that Hall had made the highest demands that he could from her and that she had gotten through them. The woman recognized that she had always been turned on by powerful men. It was this knowledge that frightened her. She was a bit troubled by the lengths she had gone to protect herself and her children.

A pouty look appeared on Pamela's beautiful face. Why had she married Gene, she wondered? She now knew him to be an out-of-shape whoremonger. How could she have ever consented to let him fuck her? The thought of his fat body lying atop her now made her nauseous. And her sucking his cock! Bobbing her head on his stiff tool until he shuddered and ejaculated his hot sperm into her mouth! What would have made her do this? Wouldn't it have been so much better to be with a man like Hall? He was a real man who was capable of making a woman happy in so many ways.

The sexy woman shifted her body in bed. The soft flesh of her long legs brushed Hall's muscular thigh. She let her cool feet touch Hall's. The contact caused the nipples on her soft orbs to stiffen.

"I am such a whore," she thought and nearly giggled aloud. She wondered what she, an upper-middle class married woman with two nearly grown children, was doing lying naked in a bed with a man like Hall. "Why did I let him intimidate me into fucking," she wondered. Yet she knew that she had fucked him back, too, especially the night before. The thought ran through her mind that one woman could probably never satisfy a man like Hall. "So what," she thought, "maybe that was the price of ultimate satisfaction." Maybe the ultimate sexual satisfaction came in knowing that his cock exploded inside other women and not caring so long as she got hers, sexually and financially. Pamela's hands moved to her full breasts and tugged gently on her nipples, bringing them to a rubbery stiffness.

Whether she could quench his seemingly insatiable sexual desires seemed unlikely to her, but then she knew that her body had proven capable of handling him when she was given the opportunity to do so. Her long, lovely legs had wrapped the man and fucked him, thrust for thrust, as he fucked her, bringing the powerful man to intense orgasms. Pamela knew that the sexy pussy between her legs was a power that she could hold over men like Hall. It was now up to her to decide if she would use her beautiful body to her advantage.

Pamela pushed the covers back from their bodies. The thought that she was a wanton slut went through her mind and she nearly laughed out loud. Would she actually do what she was considering?

Her soft hand drifted to his hips and reached for his genitals. Very gently, she stroked his testicles and flaccid cock. Then she moved down by his tool and sitting next to him let her beautiful face go down until she felt the stiff pubic hair surrounding his balls touch her pretty nose. She flicked her tongue out and teased his fleshy sac. At the base of his soft cock she could taste her dried pussy juices from the night before. So soft and harmless, she thought.

Hall stirred just a bit.

Pamela went back to her work. Moving her dark brown hair behind her ear, she opened her mouth and took his soft cock between her lips. Despite the fact that he was still apparently asleep, his tool began to stiffen. With her mouth still attached to his manhood, Pamela shifted her body until she straddled his legs with hers. She was now on her knees over his legs, her round buttocks resting on her heels as she sucked his cock. Her large breasts hung heavily from her chest and rested gently on his thighs. She tasted both his dried spunk and her love juices on his rod. She wrinkled her cute nose at the pungent smell, but continued to suck deeply, determined to bring Hall to erection. Her hand gently stroked his stiffening cock.

It wasn't long before her expert fellatio had the man's cock standing stiffly at attention. The sexy brunette was amazed that he continued to appear to be asleep. Pamela bathed his thick, long cock with her saliva until it was drenched, just like her pussy. Her head bobbed slowly up and down on his erect penis. She wanted Hall to experience her cock worship to the fullest and she opened her throat to be able to deep throat the large dong. Once her lips formed an "O" around the base of his rigid tool, she paused and allowed the rod to flinch several times completely in her mouth and throat. "He'll never find a better cock sucker," she thought to herself.

Then she rose from her bent position and held the cock in her soft hand. She shifted her knees to straddle his hips and directed the head of the thick tool to the wet opening of her pussy. When it touched her pussy lips, Pamela lowered her soaked cunt onto the man flesh.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned as he entered her pussy, spreading the smooth walls of her love hole like a hot knife through butter. Slowly she began to pump her hips over his cock, grinding her wet hole on his cock. She looked down at the massive tits that dangled fully from her chest. The nipples were rock hard! She closed her eyes and took the full flesh in her hands and massaged her nipples sensuously as she rhythmically used her strong legs to raise and lower her pussy on his rod as she fucked the man.

Then she took Hall's hands and put her heavy tits in his palms. His eyes opened, though he was still half asleep, and his hips began to push back up into her shaved pussy.

The beautiful housewife and mother looked deeply into Hall's eyes and squeezed his cock with her tight pussy as she rode him. And she rode him long and hard that morning before she flew back home, well fucked, contemplating a job offer that the man who had butt-fucked her the night before had made.

*****

Sanjna stared at the document that she was reading on her office computer. She had been back at work for a few days and all had been going well till now. Her heart pounded in her chest as she sat in front of the monitor and she shifted her rounded bottom on her chair. She looked at her watch. It was 10:15 a.m.

How could she possibly comply on such short notice? Yet, the email was clear. She had to comply. Sanjna wondered whether the man was insane! How could he possibly have these expectations? She shook her head in disbelief, but the threatening email attachment that she had opened and shut immediately indicated that he was serious.

Sanjna had the urge to call the man and tell him to do whatever he needed to do, that she was through with living with his whims, but instead she gathered up some paperwork from her office, told her secretary that she would be out at an appointment for the rest of the day and quickly left her office. Her heart rate rose as she raced through the corridors of her law firm's office to make the ridiculous noon deadline.

***** Sanjna drove slowly through the parking lot of the marina. As she searched for the boat slip, she shifted uncomfortably in her car seat. It was a scorching hot summer day and she drove her sports car with the top down.

The young lawyer had changed into a pair of very short white shorts and a wispy halter top as the email had directed. Her little pedicured feet were in a pair of sandals. In an effort to avoid recognition, she had a large straw hat covering her thick, blonde hair and wore a pair of dark sunglasses.

Sanjna wondered why Roger had not simply called her office. Why would he email her, she wondered? And, why would he have been so threatening in the email – threatening to email the partners at her law firm, revealing her wanton sexual activities? In their only two encounters, she had always complied with his demands. What would make him become so angry?

All of these questions ran through her pretty head as she finally found the boat. She glanced at her watch. It was only five minutes until noon, the deadline that she had been given to get to the boat. She felt a bit of anger well up inside her because of the twist in her life since she met Hall. She hated all of these men for making her submit to blackmail. Still there was a relief that she had met the deadline.

The young blonde gathered her belongings, a summer bag with her tiny bikini swim suit, sun screen and magazine, as well as sundry other objects, some of which she included in the bag to make the outing seem more innocent should she run into someone she knew at the marina. She knew this was extremely unlikely on a work day, but she still took the precaution. She left her work clothes in the trunk of the sports car so that she could change into them before she got back home.

Once Sanjna saw the size of the large boat, she was hopeful that she could actually be back at work fairly quickly. She guessed that Roger would want to fuck her, and if she wasn't able to convince him not to, that she would end up letting him lay between her spread legs and defile her tight pussy. But it was clear from the size of the boat and the several decks on it that this could be accomplished at the marina, if he insisted. There were easily several sleeping areas on the luxury boat, Sanjna knew from being on other ships this size at this marina, and so maybe she would be able to escape back into her own world fairly quickly, she thought.

As she had been directed, Sanjna walked quickly to the dock and boarded the boat. A couple of men on an adjoining boat stared openly at the stunning blonde as she walked onto the boat. Sanjna was not surprised. Her shapely, tanned legs, even encased in a business suit, drew men's attention wherever she went, and wearing shorts that were so scanty that they barely went below the swell of her ass cheeks, she understood their stares. Coupled with the skimpy halter top and her full braless tits swaying gently beneath the thin cloth, the young lawyer knew she would draw any man's attention and perhaps even more than their attention.

She looked around and saw no one present.

One of the men on the boat next to Roger's called out to her.

"Can I help you?"

Sanjna turned to the men and smiled in an attempt to act nonchalant. They each had a beer bottle in their hands. They wore only shorts and were deeply tanned and in their mid to late fifties. Sanjna's round, firm breasts pressed up against the thin fabric of her halter and the shape of her nipples was clearly outlined. The bottom of the halter top was well clear of her flat tummy, showing off the fullness of her tits. It was clear she had no need for a bra to support them as they stood firm and high on her chest. Her sculpted legs were naked to their view.

"I'm just visiting Roger," she replied.

"I haven't seen him," the man said, "but, I'm sure he'll be coming soon." The man smiled broadly at the double entendre. Both men stared openly and unabashedly at the beautiful blonde. They knew she'd be getting fucked very soon.

The second man laughed aloud. "No doubt 'bout that," he said sarcastically.

"If he doesn't show up, you're certainly welcome to join us," the first man added. "We're lots of fun!"

Sanjna felt the sting of his comment but smiled weakly at the men in a futile attempt to act as if she had not realized what was meant. What a thing for a man to say to her – that he knew Roger would be "cumming" soon! The men knew she was there to be fucked by Roger! Why would she allow herself to be treated like a common whore, she wondered? Was her life so out of her own control that she now permitted comments like this with no reply? And yet, here she was – like it or not – acquiescing to Roger's email, wearing clothing so skimpy that a prostitute would be ashamed to be seen in them, really just advertising that her pussy was available, in an attempt to regain control of her life.

As she felt her face and neck redden, she turned and began to walk away. Sanjna could literally feel the men staring at her nearly naked, rounded buttocks as they swayed sensuously with each step. The men's voices were hushed so she couldn't hear the words they said, but their meaning was plain. The young bride was completely humiliated by these men. Yet she knew that there was an element of truth in what they said. She would soon have Roger's huge, stiff manhood pounding her little vagina. What was it that made her different than a common whore, she wondered?

How shameful she felt.

She went below deck cautiously, calling Roger's name softly. It was perfectly quiet except for the gentle groaning of the ship as it swayed on the water.

Sanjna opened a couple of doors in an attempt to find the master bedroom. When she found it, she placed her hat, sunglasses and bag on a chair and kicked off her sandals. Her big, blue eyes scanned the room. It was immaculate and huge! Not surprisingly, it was dominated by a large, plush bed. She wondered how many women had been used on the bed for the pleasure of these domineering men.

Sanjna's eyes looked up above the bed and she was shocked to see that the entire ceiling was mirrored! Her classically beautiful face stared back at her from the mirror.

The email had explicitly said that she was to undress and lay on the bed. She closed the door to the room and untied the halter top. She placed it carefully in the bag. Then the young woman, nude except for the shorts and a pink ribbon holding her hair in a pony tail, unsnapped the shorts and worked them down her taut, tanned legs. Sanjna had worn no panties, so she was now completely nude. She placed the shorts in the bag as well.

It was at this point that she realized that Roger had probably been on the boat already. As the cool air-conditioned air met her soft skin, Sanjna knew that someone had earlier turned on the air. So, she thought, Roger's around somewhere. As much as she hated it, she felt her pussy tingle slightly at the thought of what would soon transpire.

Sanjna took her magazine and propped herself up on the bed against the headboard. She knew that if she thought about having sex with Roger that she would be turned on, so she tried to not think of it. Within seconds, though, she found herself looking up at the mirrored ceiling. She stared at her tanned body – muscular cheerleader legs, slim hips and narrow waist, topped by two large, firm breasts. Her nipples were slightly puffy and erect. Seeing her nipples and the neatly trimmed blonde landing strip above her tight pussy embarrassed the young woman. She moved down the bed and rolled onto her tummy and, with her legs slightly spread, began to read her magazine.

***** The door opened slowly and silently. Two pairs of eyes looked at the delectable sight before them. The tanned blonde's body lay stretched out before them as she read a magazine. They stared momentarily at her perfectly rounded ass cheeks. Sanjna's body was completely tanned and her lying there naked was an unbelievable sight. The young woman was unaware of any intruders and one of her legs was bent at the knee, her foot girlishly suspended up in the air. She might as well have been back in college at her dorm room reading a magazine. Her pink-ribboned hair only added to the youthful appearance of woman. Her sweet pussy peeked out from between her legs.

Looking seriously at each other, one nodded to the other, who stepped back a few steps as the first entered the room and closed the door.

Sanjna expected Roger and turned at the slight noise. What she saw shocked her! It was some one else!

"Wha. . . Who are you?" she asked. The nude blonde turned and quickly scampered up the bed to a sitting position, and drew a large pillow over her body in an effort to cover her pussy and titties. She looked at the large young man who was in the room. He appeared slightly shocked as well.

"I'm, I'm . . . Daniel," he managed to stammer. "Roger said to say he'd be here in a minute," the young man said.

Sanjna looked at the young man quizzically. He couldn't have been more than 19 years old. He was nothing but an overgrown boy. She didn't know whether to be angry or not. What was going on?

Then she heard the engine start.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Dad said to wait," the young man said nervously.

Sanjna could feel the boat begin to slowly move from the dock.

"Your dad," she asked incredulously?

"I . . . I mean Roger!"

As the boat began to turn and pick up speed, Sanjna tried to gather her thoughts. His dad? That didn't sound the least bit plausible.

"Hand me my bag, I need to get out of here," Sanjna said emphatically from behind the pillow. At this point, only her torso was covered by the pillow. Her long legs wrapped themselves around the bottom of the pillow but were completely exposed.

She pointed at the bag containing her clothes. "I said, 'hand me my bag!'"

The door swung open and two other young men entered the room. Both of them were about the age of Daniel. One of them picked up the bag and tossed it outside the room. Then he looked at Sanjna.

"Listen, Sanjna, you won't need those. We've got a better idea. We're going to go out to the bay where we can get a little privacy and party with you."

Sanjna's temper began to rise. "I have no intention of doing any such thing!" she yelled at them.

"Oh, I think you will," the young man said confidently.

Sanjna scoffed at the idea. "You little boys better get me back to shore, right now!" she said sarcastically.

Kevin smirked. "Little boys, huh? We'll see if you still think we're 'little boys' after we've fucked the shit outta you."

This infuriated Sanjna more. "Listen to me, you little bastard," she threatened, "do you want to be charged with rape?" she asked.

"Rape? That's an ugly word," the young man said. He seemed to be much more in control of himself than did the others who appeared a bit frightened. "We aren't going to touch you unless you want us to – beg us to," he corrected himself. "We're just going out to sea for a couple of days. Whenever you want to go back, just let us know."

Sanjna's eyes widened at the thought. How could she explain being out that long? Even staying out overnight would cause a world of problems for her, jeopardizing her marriage and work. The young bride tried to stay calm but her beautiful face betrayed her concern.

The young man saw this and spoke again. "Heck, if we go back to the marina without partying with you, we'll just write your bosses, and your husband, and let them know about you fucking Daniel's dad! Does your husband know that you fuck other guys?"

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 15

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna was stunned. So, she had been set up by these young men! She had heard of these types of stunts being pulled on college girls, but she certainly wasn't that type. She wasn't some ditzy blonde college girl who was going to get gang-banged by some group of testosterone charged pimply faced boys just to get a ride back into town. Her little hands held the pillow tightly and if she could have, she would have hit the young man who spoke to her like this with her fists. Unfortunately, she was in a fix, and she knew it. She stared sullenly at him.

"My name is Kevin. We'll be up on deck," the young man said as he fumbled through Sanjna's bag. He tossed her the white shorts she had worn. "Here, you can even wear these," he said. "We're not such bad 'little boys,'" he said with a laugh. With that he and the other boys walked out of the cabin and left Sanjna sitting on the bed. Her tiny white shorts lay in a little pile on the floor.

Sanjna was alone in every sense of the word. She was not ready to allow her life to be revealed to everyone who meant anything to her. And yet, she was not ready to be a sex toy for a bunch of post-adolescent college boys.

Still, as she sat in the bedroom trying to think of what to do, she could feel the boat engine running as it headed out to sea. Sanjna closed her eyes and laid her head back against the headboard. How had she allowed herself to be lured into this situation? What could she do, she wondered? Why was this happening to her? A little cry of despair escaped her ripe lips.

Sanjna slowly came out of her daze. A dainty hand went to her blonde tresses and pushed her hair back. Her big blue eyes stared lifelessly out of her beautiful face. What choices did she have? What could she do? Her whole being was in a flight mode. But, did she want to be ruined? What did these young men expect? If she just stayed in the room, she'd be ruined for sure.

Sanjna slowly got off the bed and picked up her shorts. She slid them up her sexy tanned legs and scooted them over her bare ass cheeks. She needed to go talk to the young men, but her large tits were naked. She certainly wasn't going to go out there like that!

Walking to the bath, Sanjna picked up a towel and hung it around her neck, beneath her hair and let it cover her naked breasts. With great hesitancy, she opened the door to the bedroom and walked out and up onto the main deck.

To her great distress, the shore was now far in the distance as the boat traveled further out to sea. The only other boats were also far in the distance. It appeared that the young men were serious about what they had said. The sun shone brightly and Sanjna had to squint to adjust her blue eyes to the sun.

She told herself that she needed to try to take control of the situation. "Don't panic" was the only idea in her mind. The young blonde walked to the sound of voices.

As she approached them, she heard a voice. It was that of the young man who had spoken to her in the bedroom.

"Well, look who's here," Kevin said. "Come on over, Sanjna!"

Sanjna walked over to the young man. He sat with three other young men, all about his age. They each had a beer in their hands and a large, open ice chest revealed a lot more beer. With the boat still headed away from shore, Sanjna knew there was at least one other guy on the boat who was driving it. As she thought this she knew, shamefully, that she was trying to get a head count. Was she actually thinking of going through with this, she wondered? What was becoming of her? Is this what she had worked all of her life to become? Why should she ever give in to these spoiled, rich boys?

She dropped her eyes, suddenly embarrassed and ashamed at her thoughts. But the young man had already noticed and was grinning broadly.

"Here, have a beer," he suggested. All of the young men were bare-chested and dressed only in swim suits. They appeared to be typical college boys out on a boating trip on daddy's boat, Sanjna thought condescendingly. But she knew they had much more sinister ideas and she found herself cowering, inside, from her fear.

Sanjna took the beer from him and sat on a chair trying to look poised. Her ponytail blew slightly in the wind, but the sea spray and sun felt good on her skin. As she sipped on the beer she knew she needed to make up her mind quickly, but she simply could not do that. She knew that she needed to size up her options. What if she got stranded out at sea overnight? She dreaded the problems that would cause!

As she sat silently, the young men laughed and talked loudly to each other. They stole glances over at the lean, tanned legs of the beautiful woman. Sanjna figured that they had never been with a woman like her before. Sure, they may have fucked some drunken coed, but the nervous, anxious looks on their faces betrayed the fact that they had never been with a woman like Sanjna.

One of the guys, a very skinny, pale young man who introduced himself as "Joe," brought Sanjna her sunglasses and a visor. She thanked him for them and put them on. He was wearing only a colorful pair of knee-length shorts and his skinny frame was topped off by narrow shoulders that looked bony and weak.

Sanjna began to drink deeply from the beer bottle and gazed at the horizon. She couldn't see the shore anymore, she realized. She didn't notice the young men looking at each other with excitement. How could she get out of this, she wondered?

As soon as the first bottle was empty, another was thrust into her hand. She told herself that she would drink the second more slowly. She could already feel a buzz and didn't want to get intoxicated. Under the circumstances, though, she had a hard time drinking slowly. A buzz might help her be tough, she thought.

After several minutes, the same considerate young man who had brought her the sunglasses and visor spoke to her.

"You're going to burn if you don't put some sunscreen on," he said. With that, he handed Sanjna a bottle of sunscreen.

"Thank you, Joe," Sanjna said softly. She looked into his eyes and saw a kindness that she hadn't recognized before. She squeezed some lotion out of the bottle and began to apply it to her face and neck.

"Here," he said, "I'll get your back."

Joe took the bottle and poured some onto his hand and then began to rub it over Sanjna's back. Sanjna was reluctant to do what she knew she had to acquiesce to, but the buzz from the beers and the young man's innocent initial touch seemed to relax the beautiful blonde. As he applied the lotion, she finished the second beer and a third was thrust into her hand.

To Sanjna's chagrin, another young man, a muscular blonde wearing only a speedo swimsuit joined the others. Sanjna averted her eyes but not before they had taken in the large bulge in the sac of the swimsuit and the wispy hair that covered the insides of his very muscular thighs and went up to his flat bellybutton. Under normal circumstances, Sanjna might have been tempted to glance more openly at the young stud, but under these circumstances, he was merely another cock she had to worry about.

Sanjna stared at the four young men who now silently watched Joe rub the sunscreen onto her back. Sanjna scooted down on the chaise lounge and the young man straddled her from behind, careful not to let his legs touch hers. His soft hands rubbed the lotion all over her back and arms in a very slow, methodical manner, further relaxing the young bride as he massaged. When it became clear that he was done, he gently pushed her arms away from her sides to be able to rub in the sunscreen on her sides.

Sanjna knew that it was now or never. Either she stopped him now, or she had no way of knowing when this would ever end. As he reached between her arms and her sides, she did not resist. How could she? What could she do but whatever they asked so that she could get back to shore? Sanjna was glad that her brain had an alcohol buzz because she knew that she could blame part of her acquiescence on that. But, in the back of her mind, she knew that she had to get back to shore as soon as possible.

After several seconds, his hands went beneath the towel to her large, full breasts and he began, very hesitantly, to feel for her full tits. Sanjna shifted nervously, instinctively knowing what was about to happen as the towel shifted on her chest. Joe found the soft flesh of her titties and cupped them gently in his hands and acted as if he was simply putting sunscreen to her magnificent breasts, but Sanjna's clear, blue eyes widened at the intimacy, as did the eyes of the young men facing her.

When his palms contacted her nipples and tugged at the rubbery flesh, Sanjna moaned audibly.

"Ohhhhh."

It was a moan that was half sexual and half in recognition of her defeat, an incoherent acknowledgement that she knew that she was to be taken and used by these young men for their sexual pleasure. Still, it stung the young bride to think of her shameful predicament!

The towel hiding her large tits fell from her shoulders between her and Joe. The young man behind her gently pulled her back towards him and she felt her naked back touch his chest and his legs now drew up to her sides as he straddled her gently. His throbbing erection poked the small of her back through his swimsuit, but her attention was on his hands which covered her large tits and were rapidly tugging her nipples to stiff, tiny points. She drew her legs up in a little ball and her hands covered Joe's on her big breasts as if she might stop him from caressing her sensitive nipples. It was no use!

"Ohhhhh," she moaned again helplessly as Joe played with the soft pliant flesh of her lovely globes and she felt her trembling pussy begin to moisten.

The other young men began to approach Sanjna. She looked at them with trepidation through her rapidly glazing blue eyes. She knew that they viewed her as a perfect prize. They had trapped the poor, young blonde and weren't going to let her off the hook. Her heart pounded rapidly. What was happening to her?

They each poured lotion on their hands and began to stroke it onto her silky smooth skin. Several hands rubbed the soft flesh of her thighs while at least one other set of hands tried to feel her titties.

Sanjna's own hands moved to the wrists of several of the young men in a futile effort to keep them from getting closer to her pussy, but they would not be stopped.

When the hands began to go to the buttons of her tiny shorts, Sanjna began to twist her hips and legs and resist. Coming close to the moment of truth, Sanjna could not simply give in. Her mind screamed that she wasn't a whore, she wasn't a slut! She had to get out of this!

"Noooooooo," she moaned pitifully. "Not like this! Pleeeeze, not like this!"

As her hands moved to ward off the onslaught of arms and hands and fingers on her body, Sanjna felt herself being lifted and carried despite her protests. Her muscular, taut legs twisted and turned and resisted but to no avail. After only a few feet, she felt herself plopped down on a cushioned table or bench on a shaded area of the boat.

Several youthful hands held her legs while others pulled on her shorts. She felt the buttons coming undone. Joe continued to hold her from behind and had her fleshy tits clutched tightly in his hands. Still she twisted and turned her young body, but she was becoming winded and tired. There were simply too many guys holding her! As the last button came undone, Sanjna squirmed to keep them from tugging the shorts down her legs.

Surely these young men weren't thinking of fucking her right here. That was unthinkable! She wasn't just a sex toy or a prize! Sanjna found her anger rising but it truly did no good. Her brain screamed as she struggled with them but she was no match for the combined muscles of the young men.

As she fought, she could hear them talking loudly as they restrained her, but nothing seemed to make sense to her until the fight began to go out of her and her brain settled a bit. She recognized that they had not hurt her in any way and were simply holding her as her strength waned.

"Shit, this bitch is strong," she heard one young man say.

"Well, look at her legs and ass, man, they're tight as hell," was the reply.

Joe's voice joined in from behind. "Don't hurt her."

Then Sanjna heard Kevin's voice. As her eyes focused on the young men around her, she found Kevin and glared at him. She held still momentarily regaining her breath and listened to what he said.

"Sanjna, we're taking off your shorts. That's a done deal," he said. "Just for fighting us, you're going to be naked until we get back to shore. But like I said earlier, we're not going to rape you. If you want to be out here naked for 3 days, hell, if you want to be out here naked for a fuckin' week, we'll do it. But in the end, you'll ask us to fuck you just so you can go home. Could be this afternoon. Might be next week. We might take your tight ass back tonight and fuckin' ruin your marriage and business. How do you like that, you whore?"

Sanjna looked at Kevin and tears welled up in her eyes. How could anyone be so evil, she wondered? His words, however, were etched in her mind. He did mean this. Through the alcohol haze and her physical fatigue - she was breathing heavily from the resistance - Sanjna still knew that he meant what he said. She would be ruined.

"In the end, it's your decision. Do you think I'll do what I say I'll do," he asked?

Sanjna nodded uncomprehendingly. As his words sank in, she knew there was no doubt about that. "Why me?" was all she silently wondered.

"Hold her," he said.

Sanjna felt the grips tighten all around her. Kevin walked to the foot of the table.

"Spread her legs a little."

Sanjna felt her legs pulled apart slightly and Kevin moved between them. He reached to her waist and began to work the shorts off of her rounded buttocks and down her smooth, tanned legs. Sanjna didn't cooperate but neither did she resist as the only article of clothing she wore was removed from her lush body.

The beautiful blonde's fight to keep her shorts on was over.

"That's better," he said, as he worked the shorts down her soft thighs, over her knees and down her calves. He tossed them overboard. Sanjna shuddered as they hit the open water.

Sanjna watched him suddenly cognizant that she was completely nude. She stared at him as he stood between her legs. She was now naked and shameless for all to see. Sanjna knew that her pink love slit was completely on display.

Kevin's hand reached for the junction between her legs. His fingers lightly played with Sanjna's well-groomed pussy. At first his probing fingers met a slight resistance from the tight, rubbery band of her vaginal opening.

"Do you want to be home by tonight?" he asked.

The young bride didn't answer. Hands now kneaded her inner thighs and legs, but it was Joe's hands working her nipples relentlessly that spread the moisture to her love hole.

Kevin's finger wormed its way between her vaginal lips and into her pussy. He found it wet and ready.

"Ohhhhhhh, gawdddd," she moaned pitifully as his finger entered her pussy to a knuckle.

"You love cock, don't you? You just hate to admit it!" Kevin cruelly taunted Sanjna.

Sanjna's pussy seemed to welcome the intruding finger. Her mouth opened and she began to breathe deeply. Her eyes widened as she watched the disgusting young man as he withdrew his soaked finger and put it in his mouth, savoring the taste of her wet pussy on his fingers.

"MMmmmmm," he said. "You taste real good."

His finger went back and began to work the wet slit again, this time twisting within her pussy and rubbing the smooth, wet walls of her passage with his digit. Sanjna groaned as she felt a second finger plunge into her soaked sex. Why would he humiliate her so, she wondered?

The assault on her senses was beginning to overtake the innocent young bride. Joe's fingers pulled on her rubbery nipples, kneading them and rolling them in his hands sending electric waves of sexual pleasure coursing through her body.

"Ooooooooh, pleeeeeze," Sanjna shamefully moaned. She simply couldn't take much more. The intense excitement was becoming too much for the beautiful woman.

Kevin pushed his swimsuit down his legs and his rampant rod sprang fully erect from his waist. A long, sticky string of pre-cum followed the swimsuit to the tip of his tool.

"Let her go," Kevin ordered the other young men. "If she doesn't want my cock, then so be it. We'll be a little late going back to shore." The others released her and Sanjna and Kevin stared at each other full in the face.

Her answer was evident when she continued to lie naked on her back.

Quickly, Kevin took Sanjna's tanned legs by her ankles and pushed them up in the air. Spreading her lovely legs, Sanjna watched as he pushed his stiff cock into her gently resisting pussy. After a momentary probing, trying to find her pink hole, he plunged the round head of his cock between the vaginal lips of her pussy and into Sanjna deeply.

Sanjna groaned as she felt him glide his stiff organ into her slick passage. Slowly, he withdrew and pushed in again.

Her legs held open by her calves, Sanjna was on her back, splayed openly in a V shape, as he began to fuck her with his rock hard tool. This didn't give him much leverage, but he apparently wanted to humiliate the young bride even further, if that was possible, in front of the other young men. After only a few strokes of his cock, Sanjna's wet hole had no problem accommodating the young man's rod.

Joe and the others had released her and were watching in fascination as Kevin fucked the young lawyer. Sanjna's hands went to her bounding globes and held them in an apparent attempt to keep them from bouncing painfully as she was fucked. Her mouth was open and her beautiful face betrayed the shame she felt. Her muscular tanned thighs were being splayed open for the fucking. Her big, blue eyes stared helplessly at the young men who watched her degradation, pleading silently for their intervention, but gradually losing control over her body as she realized that all hope for their help was gone.

As Kevin fucked her pussy, Sanjna turned her head and gradually found her eyes focusing on Joe. The young man who had been so kind to her was standing beside her, wanking his long, skinny rod with his hand. The purple head of his abused cock was mere inches from her face and Sanjna watched as Joe's body stiffened and his cock began to spew the thick contents of his testicles. The hot sperm ejaculated from his cock and flew onto Sanjna's face and neck and tits in spurts, great gobs of hot cum streaking across her face and neck and breasts. She turned quickly, but too late to avoid the disgusting, spurting spunk.

Sanjna's ears burned disgracefully as she heard the laughter from the young men.

"Joe, you're a nasty bastard," one guy said.

"Shit, you're fuckin' sick," another laughed.

"Get her a rag, or somethin' man," was another comment.

As the cum streamed down the side of her face and into her thick, blonde hair, Sanjna heard Joe's voice.

"I... I'm sorry, guys, I ... I couldn't help it," he said sheepishly.

Then from another young man: "Hell, don't worry Joe; you just gave her a pearl necklace!"

But still Kevin's relentless fucking continued. His stiff, soaked manhood pounded Sanjna's helpless vagina and his hairy balls and legs slapped her upturned buttocks as he did. He held her beautifully muscled legs spread widely. Each successive stroke into her pussy brought his burgeoning rod closer and closer to explosion.

"This is first class poon, men," Kevin said as his cock slid in and out of Sanjna's quivering pussy.

Then he turned his venom on Sanjna. "You're a hot-assed bitch, aren't you? You're fucking pussy's soaked and you're giving it up now, huh? You'll have a few more 'little boys' fucking you too! Don't worry; you'll give it to them, too."

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 15

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna cried out, "Ahhhhh." She couldn't take it much longer! A wild, electric shock of pleasure shot up through her spine. Sanjna flexed the muscles in her thighs as she began to feel an orgasm approach. Why did her body betray her, she asked?

Just then, Kevin began to groan and shoot his hot jism into Sanjna's soaked cunt. The young man pulled his spewing cock out of her pussy and directed it to Sanjna's tanned belly. Sanjna watched with disgust as his white-hot cum shot from his spasming cock in long spurts onto her torso. Kevin held his cock with his right hand and jerked the thick fluid from his cock, emptying his balls onto the stricken young woman lying before him. He looked at the petite blonde full in the face as he stroked the very last of his hot seed onto her flat belly. The cruel smile on his contorted face completely unmasked the contempt he held for the beautiful, helpless, woman.

Sanjna could hardly bear the humiliation, but a towel was tossed on her flat tummy and she reached for it and began to wipe Joe's cum from her face, neck and breasts. Then she found herself dabbing the hot cum from her belly. The little sperm that accidentally touched her fingers was still hot to the touch. She had barely finished dabbing it completely up when Joe offered to help her off the bench. Sanjna took his hand and he pulled her naked and abused body from the bench.

If the truth were known, the young men would have known that Sanjna was intensely turned on and close to reaching an orgasm when Kevin pulled his spent cock out of her pussy. However, these young men, mere boys sexually, were too unsophisticated to realize her plight and too self-centered to care.

When Sanjna stood on her unsteady legs, Joe handed her another beer and she drank thirstily from it. It never occurred to her how strange a sight she must present. A gorgeous blonde young bride, completely naked in the sun, her tanned skin glistening, big tits swaying provocatively with her slightly upturned nipples capping the sexy flesh. The skinny naked youth reached for her full globe and touched a nipple into stiffness again.

The young men standing behind her were stunned by the sight of her perfectly shaped buns and legs. This was no undeveloped teenager, but a real hot woman! They each felt their cocks harden and their hearts beat rapidly.

Awkwardly, Joe placed his arm around her naked waist and ushered her several feet to where the muscular stud Sanjna had seen earlier sat, now completely naked, with his cock stiffly in the air, waiting for Sanjna. She walked on unsteady legs. Her trimmed pussy hair formed a landing strip that led to the desired destination of each young man's cock. Joe's hand dropped to her buttocks and he copped a feel of the smooth skin covering her ass as he led her to the big, blonde stud.

Sanjna approached him knowing that she would service him next. He sat with his legs splayed open and his oversized cock standing menacingly upright between his thick thighs. The length and girth of his manhood was dramatically larger than any of the other young men she had seen so far and yet his cock was only at three-quarters erection. His large testicles were snuggly drawn up beneath his cock.

Sanjna didn't know what to do and she felt a numbing fear descending in her body. Judging from his legs being spread, the young bride assumed that he wanted her to blow his semi-stiff dong. The beautiful blonde lawyer lowered herself to both knees between his legs and took his manhood with her soft hands. It really was massive! Sanjna obediently opened her pretty mouth and pointed the tip of the tool towards her mouth. Then she took the rubbery head of his cock in and bathed it with saliva.

The young woman soaked his cock with her saliva and began to bob her head rhythmically in an up and down motion. Sanjna was giving him head when she felt someone's hands begin to feel her up between her legs. As this was being done from behind, she had no idea which young man was doing it, but his hands slid effortlessly between her well formed thighs. Fingertips searched for her pussy opening.

Almost involuntarily, Sanjna's rounded buttocks moved back towards the fingers, offering up her young pussy to the prying digits. As they delved upward into her body, Sanjna groaned aloud.

"Mmmmrrrrrrppphhhhh," was her muffled reaction as her blonde head bobbed on the young man's glistening prick. Her knees moved slightly wider and the fingers delved within her sweet pussy.

Within seconds she felt the young stud tug on her arms to bring her up. She released the tip of his manhood from her mouth and got up from her knees. As she moved, she felt the fingers slide from her love hole. Her full breasts hung like ripe melons from her chest and were rising and descending with her labored breathing. Sanjna was really turned on!

She had no idea what was next, but she was turned around and she felt his large hands go to her hips as she stood facing away from him. For the first time she realized that it had been skinny Joe who was finger-fucking her from behind. The young man was completely nude and his skinny prick was beginning to show signs of life again.

"Spread your legs," she heard the stud behind her say, and she spread her feet on the deck of the boat slightly.

Sanjna felt his long, muscular legs move between hers and she was backed up towards his cock as he spread his knees further. Sanjna felt his cock against her buttocks and he gently pulled her towards him. Apprehension overcame her as she thought he might try to take her anally. As she complied, she felt the head of his tool awkwardly seeking out the entrance to her soaked cunt. Sanjna had never been taken in this position before, standing as she was. She wished she was clothed or in a more private place – anywhere but here, standing naked before this group of young men.

Not wanting to be hurt, she reached between her legs and attempted to guide the oversized tool slowly into her pussy. The blonde stud reached for the top of her shoulders and pressed down as if he could force the cheerleader's lithe body onto his stiff erection. Sanjna's muscular thighs flexed as she resisted this force. The young man quit trying to rush her.

The other young men watched in fascination as Sanjna balanced on her tip toes and tried to insert this massive cock into her little pussy. Just putting its head to her pussy worried the young blonde. How could she take it all in, she wondered? She stared at the faces of the young men watching her get fucked by this oversized cock. What she couldn't see was how the thickly veined penis waited ominously beneath her sexy pussy. Since she was straddling the blonde who was fucking her, but facing away from him, the others stared at her hot body completely without obstruction. Her pink nipples were stiff and rubbery and protruded from her body despite the fact that no one had touched them for several minutes. That, in and of itself, should have told the story of how turned on she was.

The young stud sitting beneath her wasn't too concerned about that. He wanted to be inside this hot-bodied cheerleader! He wanted to experience Sanjna's tight ass bouncing on his cock, now! He looked at the split of her heart-shaped buttocks and let his eyes move slowly up her well formed back. She was an awesome sight for the young man. And, he was fucking her!

His large hands moved from her nude shoulders to the flare of her hips. The soft flesh of her hips and ass beckoned him further. Having gotten the leverage that he wanted he pushed her tight pussy down on his rampaging cock. The effect on the young woman was instantaneous and jolting.

"Aaaarrrgggghhhhh," she cried as her moist, pink slit was stretched around the young man's rock-hard penis! Sanjna's blue eyes widened when the young stud's cock finally hit her cervix. She knew that he wasn't completely within her, and that scared her.

The stiff pole pushed relentlessly into the young blonde bride. Her face was colored crimson as she tried to endure the stretching of her vaginal walls. Sanjna's muscular legs were tensed and she stopped his entry into her pussy just before it became painful by not allowing her rounded buttocks to be pushed completely down on his cock. Her small, manicured hands were well placed on his massive thighs for balance and leverage against being impaled on his cock. Whether it was the heat from the full sun or the stress placed on her young body, a thin sheen of sweat began to appear on her as she endured this fucking.

The young man watched his cock disappear into this beautiful woman's pussy as she rhythmically rose and descended on his cock. But she never dropped herself down to the point of swallowing his entire stiffness. He watched with growing dissatisfaction when she stopped short of taking the last few inches of his massive dong into her pussy.

The snug fit of his cock in her little wet pussy would have eventually brought him to orgasm. But it pissed the young man off that this slut tried to cheat him out of a complete cock fucking. It didn't matter to him that she was fucking him to a climax. What he was upset about was that she wasn't giving him her body to use entirely as he wished.

Without warning, he pulled Sanjna back to him and thrust his hips upward and with unexpected suddenness, Sanjna felt her pussy widen and his massive cock get buried in her pussy.

"Nnnnnooooooo," she wailed, as her feet and legs dangled helplessly at the young man's sides and her pussy slipped completely over his throbbing cock. Sanjna's lovely face was contorted and she nearly passed out but the young stud continued to pump his hips as his hands groped for her bouncing tits. Her mouth was now agape and in the shape of an O.

Her helpless cry was more than the young man could take. Despite his best efforts, Sanjna heard a deep masculine grunt and felt his cock began to spew his thick semen into the pussy of the young bride riding his cock. As he cried out in orgasm, he continued to rapidly pump his hips to fuck this hot woman with his massively erect cock. Though she realized that he was cumming within her, the lewd coupling continued as his cock remained hard even as he was finishing his orgasm. Sanjna had no choice but to hold on for dear life as he fucked her from below. His large load was being emptied from his balls into her pussy, the hot, copious fluid filling her hot cunt and flowing down his cock onto his legs.

***** Sanjna lay on her left side on the huge bed in the boat's master bedroom. Her right leg was bent at the knee and lay over her left leg which was in line with her body. Her right foot was touching the calf of her left leg. This presented her quivering pussy in a way that it peeked out from between her pretty buttocks for the taking and Joe was doing just that.

The skinny young man was driving his slender tool into Sanjna's cunt with a reckless abandon. He didn't seem to notice that Sanjna was simply lying on her side providing him with access to her pussy. He stared with fascination as his lean, stiff flesh worked in and out of her wet cunt. His cock was framed by the fleshy buttocks of her ass as he pumped his dong in and out of her and the sight of his cock, wet with her pussy juices, was nearly too much for the young man to handle. One of his hands was in her hair and the other was on the soft flesh of her tanned leg as he fucked this beautiful woman from behind. Even though he knew that his was a very undersized cock, he was amazed at how Sanjna was squeezing his cock with her pussy as he fucked her.

Sanjna's face was filled with the cock of another young man who knelt on the bed beside her. Her right hand was flat against his stomach at the base of his raging cock in an effort to keep him from choking her with his tool. He cradled her blond head in his hands as he face fucked her. Sanjna was bobbing her head rhythmically on his hard penis. When she paused at the soft head of his cock and sucked and tongued it hard, she felt the young man's thighs flex.

"Aaaahhhhhh," was the only thing he uttered as he began to deposit his hot seed into her awaiting mouth. He watched as Sanjna's throat opened and shut repeatedly as she swallowed the hot cum.

Then with unexpected suddenness, Joe stiffened and squirted his seed into her pussy from this spooning position, smacking her ass cheeks with his pelvis as he fucked her. He was trying to make up for the humiliating loss of control he had displayed on deck and had done a little better this time. The young man groaned loudly as he came inside Sanjna's pussy and continued to buck against her bottom long after his cock had gone soft. Ultimately, though, his cock slipped from her pussy.

As soon as he had withdrawn, Sanjna was rolled onto her back. Through the haze in her mind, she realized that the big boy, Daniel, was now positioning himself between her legs. Obediently, her knees went into the air and her feet braced themselves on the yielding mattress. As he lay atop her, she let her knees spread slightly to accommodate the big young man. She felt the familiar probe of a cock head at her pussy. It began to slide into her. She ground her hips upward obscenely to meet his surging cock.

Sanjna closed her eyes in shame, but the young bride knew that the quicker he spurt his love juices into her saturated pussy that the sooner she would be able to get back to the dock. Recognizing that fact, Sanjna clenched his soft buttocks with her hands and pulled him further within her.

"Fuck me hard, baby," she said. "Fuck me hard!" she whispered in his ear.

As she said this, she looked up at the ceiling's mirror. What she saw shocked the innocent young blonde. The young man's naked body was completely on display. His dark hair, wide back and big ass, and the crack of his ass, his legs and feet were all clear to see. And yet, there was Sanjna's beautiful face staring up from beneath the young man, her mouth open as she gasped for air, her tanned arms around his waist and her sculpted legs spread wide but wrapped at the calves around the backs of his white legs. She watched in fascination as his ass flexed with each stroke into her wet pussy. The young man was humping her relentlessly.

Her mind swirled. I'm such a whore! I'm such a whore!

But, she felt the young man react to her false plea by quickening the pace of his fucking. Sanjna opened her mouth and began to bite the young man's shoulder as he fucked her.

"Aaaarrrrrgggg," she moaned.

This had the desired effect. His oversized ass pounded even harder into the glorious pussy beneath him. His sexual conquest was complete!

He won't be long, now, she thought to herself as she felt him drive his tool deeply into her vagina.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 16

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna lay pinned beneath the huge young man. He was so heavy that she labored to breathe under his weight. Her magnificent body was still connected to his by his long, fleshy penis, but she could feel it slowly softening within her tight vagina. Her legs were spread obscenely and her little pussy had a stuffed feel to it, even with him not being completely erect.

His orgasm had been remarkable for its intensity and animalistic nature. He had pounded the young bride hard with his big dick and he had ridden her like an expert horseman. The young bride was breathless beneath him and had absorbed his pounding prick with the athleticism that her perfect body possessed. Once his began to shoot his spunk, the young lawyer was surprised at how his whole body had seemed to be part of the pounding of her slit. Sanjna had clutched the young man tightly, upper and lower body, joined by the raging hard-on within her pussy, and had returned the fuck's intensity thrust for thrust. Still, when it was over, she knew it was a workout and her rounded buttocks and legs had a thin sheen of moisture on them from the workout.

Daniel had filled the tight pussy of this sexy married woman full of his hot cum. As he lay on top of her, his semen draining into her slit, he was very proud of the fucking he had just thrown her. He had heard his dad and his friends talk about riding a woman hard and putting her up wet and he knew that he had done just that with this gorgeous, tanned blonde. As he lay on her he could feel his thick cum dribble out of her snug love hole.

The realization gradually swept over the hot-bodied blonde that she had now fucked both father and son! The thick, white jism of both had been deposited deep within her tight, wet tunnel. She unwrapped her tanned legs from around the back of his knees and let them lay spread widely on the bed. The taut muscles of her legs demanded a rest and she let them lay relaxed and open. Daniel was laying heavily on her and she tapped his side so that he would realize that he was too heavy for her.

Quickly after she tapped him, the young man lifted his torso from her and leaned on his elbows and forearms. He looked at the beautiful blonde woman beneath him. Daniel knew that his libido was high enough that he would be ready to fuck her again within minutes if he just stayed where he was.

"I'm sorry I'm so heavy for you," he said quietly and considerately.

Sanjna didn't reply, but the look in her blue eyes was enough to let the young man know that she was not being rude to him. He looked at her full breasts as they lay proudly on her chest and bent his head to take a nipple into his mouth. His lips covered it and sucked hungrily at it and Sanjna felt the familiar sense of sexual desire begin to mount again within her body as he drew the berry to a rubbery firmness. To her terrible dismay, she found herself wishing that his cock was hard again as he sucked on her nipples. But even as he aroused her with his lips on her nipples, she felt his cock slip wetly from her pussy. After all she had been through, she had not had an orgasm. He rolled over off of the young woman but held her closely with his arm. Sanjna knew that she was not going anywhere as this large young man held her in his arms. She was quite small next to the young man and when she looked up into the ceiling mirror, she shifted her body so that her pussy and tits weren't quite so visible. Still she knew that her naked body made a very, very erotic figure.

With this first break in the sexual merry-go-round, Sanjna realized that she was more than a bit intoxicated. She knew that she had been drinking as she was being fucked by these young men, but she had lost track of the amount of beer that she had drunk. Now, she was very, very lightheaded. When Daniel handed her the open beer that she had been drinking from before he fucked her, she took a long swig from the bottle. Despite her concerns, it still tasted good. Maybe it was better to be drunk in her predicament, she thought.

She could hear the boisterous voices of the young men up on deck, but she didn't have her bearings otherwise. Even though the curtains were drawn, she could tell that it was only then getting to be late afternoon. She thought to herself that because she normally kept late hours at the office that she was not in any danger of her husband realizing that she wasn't where she was supposed to be, yet. But, even in her slightly intoxicated state, she still wanted to get back to shore before it got dark.

It occurred to her that she should jump up and get dressed, but she had no idea where her clothing was and she needed to get her bearings anyway. So, she lay there naked, next to the young man who had just finished taking her a few minutes before. Though she would have denied it, his light touch was not entirely unpleasant to the young woman.

Daniel's big hand was caressing Sanjna's firm, fleshy tit very gently. She looked into his eyes as he fondled her breasts and knew that he was in a type of heaven. His hand moved slowly down her side and to her hip. As he did this, he lowered his head to hers and kissed her mouth. Sanjna didn't kiss him back, but didn't resist his kiss. His thick tongue filled her mouth but found her little tongue retreating and not engaging his.

She felt his hand drift to the soft juncture of her tanned, well-formed thighs. His fingertips rubbed the trimmed hair of her pussy as if he was tattooing the feel of this beautiful woman's body on his brain. After several seconds of this, she felt him begin to probe toward her opening, and moving her muscular legs apart slightly, into her pussy.

His thick middle finger sunk into her body entirely and began to rotate within her love hole. Sanjna had to stifle a squeal, her pussy was so wet. But she couldn't stop from uttering aloud when she felt him rubbing the wet flesh of her vaginal walls.

"Oh, god," she said. Instinctively, she clutched the bed sheets in her hands as she acquiesced in the disgraceful fingering. The squishy sounds made as he diddled her caused her to close her eyes in shame. What had she become, she wondered? Why couldn't she escape this torment? What had she done in her life to be put through this? None of these questions changed the cruel fact of her vulnerable and shameful position.

Daniel looked at the beautiful woman that he was fingering. Her eyes were shut tightly and for the first time he realized that this was something that was completely foreign to her character. He wasn't fucking some slut; she was doing this only because she had to. But even at his young age, he knew that her soaked pussy meant that he might be able to tap into a deeply hidden recess of her psyche that would unleash a sexual tigress.

He lowered his head to one of her full melons and began to suck on her nipple as he fingered her. It quickly stiffened to a point and he moved to the other nipple. As he licked, it too came to attention. He pushed the two fleshy melons together and sucked both nipples into his mouth at once. Then he flicked his tongue and sucked on the hard tips of her tits. After patient attention to her titties and deep fingering of her pussy, Daniel felt her small hand move to touch his leg. As he continued to suckle at her breasts, he looked at her manicured hand as it just lay on his thigh. The very large solitary diamond on her ring finger made her hand look even more erotic. Her hand didn't stroke his leg, but it did make a physical connection between him and this beautiful woman. He smiled to himself and continued his assault on her senses.

After a little more time of fingering her and sucking her breasts, Daniel felt her begin to rotate her slim hips just a bit. Her breathing became a bit more shallow and audible and he noticed her pussy seeking out his fingers just a bit more. He felt almost triumphant as he knew he was tapping into her sexual desire even as she resisted with all she had. He continued kneading her tit flesh and sucking hard on her nipples.

"Ohhhhhh," the young woman whimpered between breaths. The young bride was humiliated.

Daniel stopped fingering her just long enough to move her hand to his soft cock. Then, as she took it in her hand, he went back to finger-fucking her.

Sanjna was reluctant to touch the young man's soft cock, but she knew that he expected her to do so. It was still sticky and wet from the mixture of their juices. She began to massage it gently and as it slowly grew in girth, she began to stroke it softly.

"Suck me, baby," he said.

The young lawyer was very turned on but still hesitant to act. Daniel rolled on his back and tugged on Sanjna's torso to move her onto his body.

Sanjna complied and found herself sitting on his legs. He fondled her pink nipples as she sat upright on him, her large, full melons dangling proudly on her chest. As his large, soft hands were tugging on her nipples, Sanjna's hands were both at his genitals. She cupped his large sac and stroked his cock with her hands.

He handed her back the beer and she took another long drink of it as her free hand held his cock and balls. Then he took the bottle back.

Her slightly intoxicated mind realized that she had not really seen the cock that had just finished fucking her. The cock was thick and long, but very smooth on the shaft. It wasn't heavily veined. The crowned head was a fleshy pink color. His pubic hair was thick and dark and covered his balls and legs as well as his stomach.

Daniel caressing her tits was driving Sanjna insane but she was intent on keeping her cool. The former college cheerleader bent at her waist and took the tip of his cock into her mouth. After just a moment, she let her head plunge down the stiffening tool. Sanjna was surprised at how quickly he was able to achieve an erection again, after just cumming a few minutes before, but his cock was fully erect now.

"Babe, you are a great cock sucker," he said.

Sanjna looked up at him with her big blue eyes. Although she was humiliated by his statement, she knew when she saw his lustful leer that the young man was not aware that he was insulting her.

As she looked at him, he stared back at the beautiful blonde with a mouthful of his cock. He still had a tit in each hand and he rubbed the nipples with his fingertips. Sanjna bobbed her head slowly up and down on his thick shaft while she gazed seductively into his eyes. Finally, Daniel muttered, "oh, god," and lay back down on the bed.

Sanjna knew that he was watching her in the mirror on the ceiling. She made a delectable sight, the perfect bodied woman with her ass up in the air and her head in his crotch, sucking his cock.

They both heard the door to the bedroom open, but Daniel did not look at who entered and Sanjna's head was occupied giving fellatio.

"Thwack!" The tender flesh of Sanjna's perfectly rounded buttocks shook from the open-handed spank.

The unexpected slap sounded even louder because it was so unexpected. Sanjna's eyes flew open and she let out a feminine yelp.

"Ow!" she cried.

Daniel's erect cock flew out of her mouth and she turned to see who had slapped her, full hand, on her naked ass cheek. Her dangling tits fell from Daniel's fingers and bounced as she turned quickly. The pain from the slap wasn't too intense but it was a stinging slap, nonetheless.

She didn't immediately recognize the man. He was certainly much older than these young men and he was grinning meanly.

"Danny, does your dad let you use his boat to fuck whores on?" he asked.

Daniel was clearly intimidated.

"No, sir, but she's not a whore," he replied, "She's a lawyer."

The man laughed.

"She's not your lawyer, is she? That didn't look like advice she was giving you just now!"

The man reached for Sanjna's arm and pulled her roughly off of the bed. The young blonde scrambled off, trying to keep her balance. Her big tits shook and bounced as she was pulled off of the bed. She stood there, completely naked, by his side, his vise-like grip keeping her immobile. The man reeked of alcohol. Sanjna now noticed a second man standing near the door to the bedroom. Then it hit her; these were the two men on the boat next to Roger's who had been so rude to her.

"Your dad would kick your ass if he knew you were fucking whores on his boat, wouldn't he?"

"Ye . . . yes, sir."

Sanjna looked pleadingly into Daniel's eyes, but she knew that he was simply too intimidated to help her.

"Have all of you little pricks gotten a piece of pussy from her?" the man demanded.

Sanjna was terrified. She didn't wait for Daniel to answer, but blurted out a defense.

"They threatened to not take me back to the docks. That's the only reason I did it," she cried.

The man released her arm and slapped her fleshy bottom again.

THWACK!

Sanjna's buttocks stung painfully from the blow and her flesh quivered.

"Ow!" she cried again and her hand flew to her buttock. She knew she must look ridiculous, but that was really her last concern.

"Shut up, I wasn't talking to you! Just shut up, damn it," the man said.

Then he grabbed her arm again. Sanjna's free hand went to her face and she tried not to cry. Her mouth was open and she wanted to talk but was too afraid. She wasn't even thinking about the fact that her big breasts and legs and ass were naked for all to see.

"Danny, I asked you a question," he demanded. "Have all of you guys fucked her?"

Despite Sanjna's pleading look, Daniel answered truthfully.

"Yes, sir, we have."

"All right," the man answered. "We're taking her back to shore, Danny. And if you have any sense, you better tell your friends here never to breathe a word about this to anyone. Comprende?"

Daniel shook his head slightly.

"Yeah, I understand. We won't. I promise."

The man turned and pulled Sanjna behind him. Sanjna was terrified to go with the man but his grip on her wrist was tight.

"No, please, let me go," she said as she tugged at his grip.

Her pleas had no effect and she stumbled behind him, walking nude.

When they got to the stairway to go up on deck, the man turned to Sanjna.

"Look, these guys were going to keep you here and fuck you silly all night long. Is that what you want? You'd be lucky to be able to walk after they've fucked you like they want. I don't know how much these guys paid you to get you onboard the ship, but it wouldn't be enough."

Sanjna didn't know what to say. Sure it could be true, she thought, but these two drunks looked more menacing than all these young men combined. It disturbed her that they thought she was a prostitute, but even in her slightly intoxicated state, it occurred to her that this might be better than them realizing her true profession.

"Get upstairs, you're done taking advantage of these boys," he ordered.

Sanjna turned and began to walk up the steps. As she turned she heard the man snicker.

He was looking at the two red palm prints on the beautiful blonde's perfect ass cheek. So, that was the pert ass that so perfectly filled out the shorts he had seen her in just hours before? He thought to himself that she had a perfectly spank-able ass and he was going to take advantage of it shortly. Yeah, he thought, a real man's cock will be in your ass soon, sweetie. He reached and felt her ass.

Sanjna fairly jumped as she felt his hand cup the crack of her backside. Feeling the man's rough hand on her ass flesh made her move more quickly to the deck.

As they reached the deck, Sanjna saw that the young men were standing away looking at the beautiful woman. She covered her nipples with a forearm but the fleshy tits were still nearly naked. The man had a tight grip on her other wrist.

The cool sea air gave her goose bumps over her body. The young men had looks of concern on their faces.

"What about my clothes," she asked innocently as she stepped over onto the boat that was tied next to theirs. There was no response from the man, who simply looked at her with disgust. Sanjna hated when men treated her like she was stupid. The man then looked at the young men.

"If you know what's good for you, you'll keep your mouths shut. Understood?"

Sanjna's heart sank as she witnessed them simply shake their heads. Clearly they were intimidated by him.

He roughly moved her to a chair on deck and told her to sit. Sanjna did as she was told. Her rounded, naked buttocks touched the cool fabric of the chair. Seconds later, the engine started and the boat began to move away from the other.

The man returned almost instantly with the necks of a couple of beer bottles dangling between his fingers.

Sanjna was sitting with her tanned, sexy legs crossed and her arms crisscrossed on her chest, covering her naked titties. She could tell that the darkly tanned, skinny man didn't care. He handed her a bottle and she took it.

"Drink up, sweetie," he said. As she took a drink from the dark bottle, the man pulled his t-shirt off of his torso. Sanjna eyed him wearily, but knew what was in store for her. He quickly shed his shorts and was now standing completely nude. He had his back to Sanjna and his skinny buttocks were completely white, in contrast to his sun damaged dark skin.

Sanjna's eyes widened when he turned towards her. His cock was massive! It looked completely incongruous to the rest of his skinny body but stuck out of his body at an upward angle, completely erect.

The man pulled Sanjna to her bare feet.

"I'd have introduced myself earlier, but I thought you'd pass out!" he said with a laugh. "Ladies call me horse." As he said this, he was roughly grasping her naked melons. Sanjna's hands were at his arms simply trying to parry his moves.

She knew it was no use.

With that, he turned the young blonde away from him and pushed at her sexy shoulders. She bent slightly at the waist from the pressure. Her little pink sex peeked out from between her muscular ass cheeks and Horse held her away from his body so that he could see where he was about to put his immense tool.

Sanjna felt the wide tip of his huge organ begin touch her pussy lips. He began to try to screw his hips toward her buttocks and his cock into her pussy. Sanjna's legs were up against a railing and she couldn't move forward to avoid his cock.

Sanjna cried out in discomfort. "Don't . . . you'll hurt me. Pleeeeeze, stop!"

But she felt him push harder and the tip of his cock spread the wet opening of her cunt. It entered her reluctant pussy very slightly.

"Arrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhh," the young woman cried!

Still the long tool pressed in a relentless attempt to force its way into her narrow passage.

"Ohhhhh. Pleeeeeze," she uttered pathetically.

The discomfort was intense to the young woman, but she felt him continue to fuck into her pussy. Momentarily, the man stopped pushing into her. She realized that he was only partially into her.

"Damn, you're a tight pussied, little bitch," he muttered, before he continued his push, literally.

"Oooooohhhhhhh, gawwwwwddddd," Sanjna moaned pitifully as the man grabbed her hips and finally got a good grip on her ass.

The man grabbed Sanjna's hair and pulled her head back and turned her face toward his. His alcohol breath was very, very strong, but Sanjna's mouth was open from the fucking she was taking. His mouth roughly covered hers and his tongue entered her pretty mouth.

Sanjna could barely breathe, but the rough fucking continued. Gradually, her little cunt adjusted to his monster cock and began to bathe it with her pussy juices defensively. The man pounded her pussy relentlessly but she knew better than to resist.

Even with his tongue in her mouth, Sanjna moaned pathetically in discomfort.

"Mmmmmm, uuuuuuuugggggggghhhhhh."

Her cries were muffled, but she knew that she was being fucked by a real man, not some young kid.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 16

by Exbiidelhi2012©

His hands dropped to her large mammaries and began to knead them sensuously. Her nipples sprang to attention and she began to kiss the repulsive drunk man back. Horse would thrust his massive tool into the young woman and stop when it reached the very deepest part of her pussy. After a moment, he would withdraw it nearly entirely and push it back into her accepting hole.

Pinned as she was against the railing, the young bride pathetically began to wiggle her shapely ass when he paused. The combination of alcohol and the afternoon of unfulfilling sex had finally broken the beautiful former cheerleader. She just couldn't take it anymore!

Horse recognized her acceptance of her submission to him when she flexed her rounded buttocks around his cock. When she did this, she squeezed his turgid tool from the tip of its fleshy head to the base of his dong at his torso. His fucking was driving her wild with passion and her tongue twisted around his as they fucked. He continued to draw the long cock out of her pussy and push it back in. The rhythm of the fucking was too much for her naked flesh.

Sanjna's brain swirled with emotions. She was humiliated to be getting fucked by this horrible man, but she knew that he could feel her wetly clasping love-hole churning around his awful cock. Even as she thought this, the young bride felt her tapered legs spread to grant the man deeper access into her pussy.

Horse pulled her away from the railing and Sanjna reached for a pole to hold onto. She could hear the detestable man breathing loudly as he fucked her mercilessly. She was completely lost in rapture, every muscle in her naked thighs and buttocks twisted towards his maddening insertions between her legs.

Horse gazed at the large ring on Sanjna's hand hoding the pole and for the first time realized that she might not be a prostitute. He grinned and wondered if her husband had ever filled her as snuggly as he was at this very moment!

It wasn't long before the intense pounding brought them both to near climax.

"Fuck me," Sanjna said for no apparent reason as she was being fucked very well.

Her soaked passage gripped his cock tightly. The rock-hard penis filled her completely and she wanted him to keep fucking her hard. Even as his rhythm increased, her insanely driven buttocks pumped out their own beat, absorbing the long cock strokes and sometimes doubling them up.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted. Her muscular thighs flexed and Horse felt her pussy begin to quiver and then pulsate around his steely rod. He slapped at her naked ass twice.

"Thwack! Thwack!" This time the spanking didn't faze the young woman. Horse felt his own climax welling up within him and he paused, just momentarily, to regain control of himself. He watched in wonder as her pussy pumped on his cock with a mind of its own.

"So good, so good, so good," she said mindlessly.

Horse didn't know how much longer he could last, but he stared at her face, reveling in her humiliating surrender.

Then without warning, Sanjna began to scream: "I'm cumming!"

The soft warm flesh of her pussy, legs and ass were hotly devouring his turgid tool and great waves of pleasure overcame the beautiful young blonde as she climaxed intensely.

Now it was Horse's turn to hang on. As she bucked and writhed and pumped her tight pussy on his cock, Horse stood stock still. His mind reeled at the wantonness of this young beauty, her blonde hair thrashing back and forth, and when he began to pound back, he quickly began his climax as well.

"Aaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiii," she screamed.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh," he shouted as he began to pour his hot spunk deep into her pussy. Their voices and juices mixed until they were indistinguishable as they lost themselves in lust.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 17

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna felt her abused pussy squeezing Horse's massive cock as she climaxed uncontrollably. Horse's stiff cock filled her little love-hole completely, and yet her pussy throbbed and pumped and worked itself up and down on the man's long, rock hard pole. The young blonde was very aroused indeed, and her pert, heart-shaped ass fucked the cock in and out of her sopping vagina.

The ecstasy that she felt in finally climaxing after a long afternoon of fucking was so intense that the conservative professional woman was now using Horse instead of the other way around. She pumped her perfect ass rhythmically the full length of his cock, stopping only when the opening to her pussy smacked his torso at the base of his erection.

The beautiful, young lawyer heard the sound of her own passionate cries as her body shook and trembled in orgasm, but she didn't recognize them, her cries were so loud and animalistic. She nearly collapsed during the intense orgasm, but she was held up by Horse and his large dong even though she felt his thick, hot jism shooting deep inside her vagina and dripping out of it and down her tanned, muscular inner thigh.

Even before Horse's cock was completely through exploding within her, Sanjna felt her young, nubile body being shifted. Her little feet shuffled slightly to the left and her body shifted in that direction as well. Despite being in the throes of passion, Sanjna realized that another man was now facing her, with Horse still pulsating in and out of her stretched cunt. It was only when she came out of this climatic state that she realized that her hands had gone to her own fleshy breasts and had been tugging on her rubbery nipples during her orgasm.

Even in her alcohol haze, Sanjna felt ashamed of her own uncontrolled passion. Why was she such a slut, she wondered? Why did she react so unrestrained?

As her big blue eyes gradually regained focus, she saw the second man from the boat. He, too, was naked and his penis was rock hard and angling up from his hips, the fleshy, purplish head menacing the young woman from the thick patch of wiry pubic hair.

Horse's large hands were on the soft flesh of her naked hips and he was still pumping his cock in and out of her, but her small hands went to the second man's broad shoulders for support as she accepted the fucking being thrown to her by Horse. She stood there balanced uncomfortably with the man's large cock still hidden deep inside her body. As her body was rocked back and forth by the fucking, her open palms slid down to the man's hairy chest.

"She's nice and snug, Roy," Sanjna heard Horse utter to the man she was now holding on to.

"I'm gonna have her put that pretty mouth around my dick before I bang her," she heard the second man say.

Sanjna's eyes drifted to the man's stiff penis. A wave of sickening disgust and revulsion shot through her as she thought of what lie ahead for her. She found herself shaking her head "no" as what he said about her sucking his cock sunk into her mind. The young lawyer just wanted this to stop and yet she knew that her body took over during these encounters and betrayed her as if it had a mind of its own.

Yet, no amount of sexual arousal could overcome the shame she felt.

It was as if the man whose cock was buried deep in her soaked love passage thought she was deaf. How utterly degrading, she thought.

Her ears burned with humiliation, but she was still recovering from the orgasm and the alcohol was still affecting her, physically and mentally, too. Her large, full breasts shook erotically with each slowing thrust by Horse into her tight pussy. Sanjna's pink nipples were erect and rubbery at the ends of her full titties, and bounced each time Horse's hips smacked her rounded ass.

Horse's long, wet cock strokes into Sanjna finally began to slow to a stop. His rough hands still held her narrow hips. For the first time, the soft flesh of her buttocks felt the stiff pubic hair from the man's midsection. It emphasized the length of man flesh that was still semi-erect within her body.

Sanjna knew that she was expected to wait patiently and without complaint for the man's huge cock to be pulled from within her soaked pussy.

She did as expected.

The beautiful blonde arched her lithe back slightly, raising her rounded buttocks and felt the man's oversized organ begin to pull from her throbbing vagina. Her breathing was deep and labored from the fuck she'd just been thrown.

Horse watched with fascination as his long rod slowly appeared from inside the warm body of the blonde before him. Her tanned buttocks were perfectly formed and shaped. He hadn't fucked anyone this perfect in a long time and he knew that he and his friend were going to wear the young blonde out before the day was over.

His cock finally pulled completely out of the woman's tight, wet slit. A long string of his sperm dangled between their bodies, momentarily, finally broke and landed on the back of Sanjna's golden tanned thigh. No sooner had his cock fallen from her pussy than his friend, Roy, began to go to work on her.

Horse laughed to himself as he saw the blonde's ass and fleshy tits jiggle as she was pulled towards the staircase down below deck, where Roy was no doubt taking her to be fucked relentlessly.

"Please, no," he heard her say. "I just want to go home. Please!" But she was led on shaky legs by the man.

"Baby, the sooner you get me off, the sooner we take you home. Do you understand?" Roy looked at the beautiful young woman straight in the eyes. "That tight little pussy of yours needs to work the way home for you. I don't want any shit outta you, understood?"

Sanjna nodded. Her mind drifted to her clothes. "My clothes," she said aloud. She knew she was pretty buzzed. She looked across the boat out to sea. There was nothing but blue water in sight. What could she do, she wondered? How could she avoid her fate? It occurred to her that in her predicament, her only bartering tool was her luscious body.

Horse stared at the succulent woman whose sexual secrets he had just experienced. His gaze fastened on her goose bumped little nipples. He knew Roy was next in line to fuck her. Who knows what that crazy fucker will do to her, Horse thought. The dude is a crazy bastard, he thought. He certainly is going to fuck her silly.

Horse thought about some of the stories that he had heard from Roy about what Roy had done to women sexually in the past. He seemed to have a mean streak in him, and now he's drunk, too, Horse thought.

Horse smirked when he saw Sanjna's beautiful face turn towards him as she was being led away. The sun was bearing down on them and her soft, naked skin shone brightly. There was an innocence to her that was inconsistent with what she had just done over the afternoon, but Horse didn't care much about her feelings. He looked on as the fearful young woman was led below, a last, pleading look on her gorgeous face, big, blue eyes, pert nose and rosy, full lips, framed delicately by her blonde hair.

Sanjna recognized Horse's mocking eyes. His leering face laughed at her look of defeat and acceptance of her hopeless position.

As if reconciled to her fate, Horse watched the young woman as she turned and was led away in the nude. He tried to take in the entire picture of this naked woman. He focused on her perfect buttocks and legs. The young woman was very well tanned and softly muscled.

He wondered if Roy would even want to take her back to shore after he had finished fucking her. Why would he? Would he insist on calling out their friends from the yacht club so that they could fuck her, too? Now that would teach the snooty slut a thing or two about fucking, he thought to himself!

Horse began to walk towards the stairs, his soft, thick cock dangling lifelessly, nearly half way to his knees. His large testicles hung loosely behind his dong. He knew he'd be hard again and would fuck the young blonde at least one more time. He stopped at the rail of the boat's main deck to light a cigarette. He purposefully delayed going below deck. He'd give his pal a few minutes' privacy with the beautiful blonde. No use getting in the way.

*****

"Aaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiii," Sanjna screamed.

"Aaaaaaaeeeeeeeiiiiiii," she screamed again. "Pleeeeeeeeeze, nooooooo!"

The distress was too intense for the nubile blonde. Her brain flashed red with the intense discomfort. The young woman thrashed her wonderfully silky, tanned legs trying to escape the powerful thrusts of the man's cock, but to no avail.

Horse first heard the anguished cries as he entered the bedroom. He looked upon the carnal scene on the oversized bed with bemusement. The gorgeous blonde was lying flat on her stomach, her arms spread above her head in a V. Horse's friend was on his knees between her widespread thighs, riding her hard, pinning her down on the bed, his hands on the back of her soft shoulders and his pelvis smacking into the soft flesh of her rounded ass.

Every few cock strokes, the man would lift one of his hands from her back and raising it high above his head would bring it down hard on the soft flesh at the juncture of her thigh and buttock.

Thwack! The open-handed spank resounded in the room.

"Ah!" she cried out at the spank.

Thwack! Thwack! This time the drunken man took care to slap her fleshy ass cheek.

"Ahhhh!" she cried at the stinging blow.

"Owwwww!" the beautiful blonde cheerleader cried again as the third swat made her tight buttocks jiggle!

Thwack!!

"Please! I'm trying," the young woman said without much meaning. "Gentle," she begged.

"Damn," Horse thought, "Is he fucking her pussy or her ass?"

The discomfort on her young face, her clutching of the satin bed sheets in her little fists, and the scissoring of her shapely legs told him that his friend was deep inside her back passage, and that she was squirming to get away, but he couldn't believe the man would have tried to fuck this beautiful, sophisticated woman in the ass.

Her tanned legs were spread on the bed and she felt the naked body of the older man atop her. His long, thick shaft was pounding mercilessly into the young lawyer's stretched asshole. It felt like a long, hot poker was pumping in and out of her butt.

"Ooooooohhhhhh, awwwwwwww, pleeeeeeeeze," she cried aloud.

The friction of his stiff cock in and out of her tiny butt hole seemed to radiate to every nerve ending in the beautiful woman's body. The slapping of his hips against her buttocks was loud and painful. Sanjna began trying to relax her sphincter muscle and immediately found the fuck less uncomfortable.

"Just relax and try to make him cum fast," she thought to herself. Sanjna tried to get her bearings.

The beautiful blonde reached between her legs to feel for the repulsive man's scrotum. Her delicate fingers felt the man's big balls and began to gently cup them in her fingertips.

"Do you like that, baby?" she heard herself ask. "Are you going to cum for me?"

Sanjna felt the full weight of the man lean onto her back. His stubbly face scratched against her soft cheek. His breath was awful and reeked of alcohol.

"Nice and comfortable?" the man taunted Sanjna. The young woman had turned her face to him and she looked with eyes that had just been rolled in the back of her head. Now as they focused on him she was appalled. Momentarily, she lost the ability to act.

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhh," was the only sound she made.

"Aaaawwwwwwww," she cried as he began to fuck her again.

"Aaaaaaeeeeeeeeiiiii," she cried.

Horse watched the fucking continue with emotionless eyes. He took a long draw from his beer and felt his heavy scrotum twitch with new life. The young beauty stretched before him would have to work hard to get back to shore, he decided. This was just the start.

Horse walked to the head of the bed and sat against the headboard. Sanjna's face was buried in the mattress. Spreading his legs around her, his crotch was just above the blonde head of the beautiful lawyer. Horse grabbed her blonde hair with his hand and pulled her face up. Her mouth was slack and her eyes displayed a submission that he had not seen before in her.

"Suck me," he said. Then he lowered her open mouth over his expanding cock.

He watched with fascination as the blonde beauty began to suck his manhood vigorously.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 18

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna awoke the next morning with a slight hangover. She moved gingerly in the bed. As the morning sun began to stream into the bedroom, she tried to reconstruct the previous night's events.

She had no idea what time she had gotten home. Certainly it was in the wee hours of the morning. She did know that she had not been that intoxicated in many years. All she remembered was that when she arrived home, her husband was nowhere to be found, but he had left a note with accusations of infidelity and adultery.

Sanjna, who was exhausted and drunk and feeling the humiliation from her treatment at the yacht club, had tearfully read the note and then fallen asleep, exhausted from the day's events.

Now, in the morning light, Sanjna found herself still clutching the note in her hand. Her blue eyes opened and saw the contents of her husband's drawers emptied. She realized that he had completely moved his clothing out of the house.

She read the note, once again. It said that he had gone by her office and spoken to people there about her unexplained absence. It also said that he had spoken to Jackson who told him of Jackson's own intuition that Sanjna was involved in an extra-marital affair, although he did not know with whom. He had counseled the young husband that he should consider ending the marriage and consider himself lucky that there were no children involved. Her husband said that Jackson asked him to keep this to himself and not tell her that it had been heard from him.

Reading about Jackson's betrayal of her as well as his moralizing, especially given what she knew about him, filled Sanjna with a rage she had never felt before.

She shifted in her bed. It was then that she realized that she still wore clothes from the night before. Much to her humiliation, she wasn't even wearing a bra or panties! She had no idea where her clothing had gone, but she was, even now, only wearing a skimpy, very short, thin cotton skirt that was not much longer than the little cheerleading skirt she so proudly wore in college. It really only just covered the round flair of her butt. Up top, she had on an old, tattered and thread-bare t-shirt that reached just below her tits and left her flat stomach exposed. Her large chest was too big for it and her pink nipples poked up as if trying to fight through the cloth. Inexplicably, she wondered whether the skimpy cloths were from another young woman who had been used by these awful men and then discarded, naked into the night. The t-shirt and skirt were obviously just old clothes that had been on the boat for years and were not part of a set. Not a shred of underwear! Her mind went back to the hazy memories of her wanton behavior last night.

She didn't even drive her car home, did she? At that point, she knew that she was indeed lucky that her husband was not home when she arrived. Could the memories that she had of what happened that night be correct? Even as she tried to not think about it, the memories became clear.

The recollection of her being passed from man to man as each satisfied his wanton lust on her naked flesh and within her mouth and vagina caused the young blonde professional woman to reflect that perhaps her husband was right. As she shook her lovely head in shame, she doubted that he could possibly know the full extent of what had happened to her over these many months. Why had she accepted her fate last night, she wondered? Had it been out of her control, as she so wanted to believe, or was she simply acquiescing in what she had become – the most shameless slut, a wanton whore?

She tried to tell herself that her situation was hopeless last night and that she had been completely helpless. She didn't know if that was true, but she tried to convince herself nonetheless. What else could she have done in such an intoxicated state with no way back to shore, she wondered? But when she thought back to the final hours of being at the dock, lying naked on her back on a soiled bed, spreading her thighs for men to put their hard cocks into her little pussy, she turned her face to her pillow to hide her humiliation. How many men had taken her that way? Who were they?

"Oh my gosh," she thought, "that was just a few hours ago!" She shook her blonde head in disbelief.

Sanjna remembered the helpless feeling of humiliation on the yacht. Her mind wondered how she could get the cruel, intoxicated men to let her off the boat. She truly believed that her only bargaining chip was her beautiful, young body, but even then, when would she be let off? Even slightly drunk, her mind schemed to get them to let her go.

*****

Sanjna knelt before the large man on the floor of the yacht's bedroom. His stiff cock was in her mouth and she bobbed her beautiful face rhythmically on his tool. She was tired and horribly shocked at her own behavior and yet here she was, kneeling submissively before the stranger, suckling his hard shaft.

The huge throbbing cock filled her mouth. Needing a deep breath, Sanjna pulled off of the hard penis and looked at it closely for the first time. Sanjna grasped it in her hand and felt it jerk involuntarily. What otherwise could have been an instrument of love, she recognized as a menacing, pulsating, fleshy object of subjugation. Humiliated, she felt reconciled to having to continue her sucking. She looked up at the man who was leaning against the bed. His cold eyes staring nearly lifelessly at her caused her to quickly avert her gaze.

She had lost track of how long she had been blowing the man, but his heavier breathing indicated that he was nearing climax. Sanjna cupped the heavy sac beneath his shaft and continued to bob back and forth on the instrument.

The bedroom door opened and the dimly lit room was momentarily lit up. Then the door shut. Sanjna had no idea who had entered. A delay would only extend her misery, so she sped up the rhythm of her head.

The man above her put both hands on her head and spoke. "Pull your head off, baby," he directed.

Sanjna paused her sucking of his penis. What did he want her to do? She began the fellatio again. She heard the man who entered chuckle. The sound of his laugh almost made her cry. These men were so abusive! She quickly changed her thoughts.

The man she was sucking off put a hand on his cock, between her face and his body, and she realized that he did want her to pull off. His other hand held her head by her thick, blonde hair.

Sanjna let the rock-hard cock slip from her lips as the man pumped his cock with his fist. She looked innocently at the man's cock, only inches from her face. Before she could even realize what he was doing, the first thick gob of cum exploded from his cock struck her nose and lip!

She heard the man cry out in ecstasy. "Ahhhhh."

Shocked, her mouth flew open, but she shut it immediately when some of his jism landed on her tongue. She felt her face become red and flush with shame as spurt after thick spurt of sperm landed on her face and neck. The man held her there until his balls were emptied. By that time, she felt his hot seed on her forehead and eyebrows and eyelashes. Then she felt his grip loosen on her hair. The thick, hot liquid slowly dripped down her face and neck.

Shocked as she was, she felt her face pulled towards his body and even though her eyes remained shut, she felt her face rubbed into the fleshy hose that was quickly losing its stiffness and his pubic hair.

Sanjna blindly felt around the man's thick legs for the bed sheets, careful to keep her eyes shut tight. How humiliating! The strong smell of semen filled the room immediately.

She felt the man move away slowly and speak to the man who just entered.

"Horse, she gives great head! I figured a bitch this gorgeous probably never had a facial. I thought I'd be the first to give her a nice big load!" Both men laughed.

Sanjna was wiping the cum off of her face and neck as the men spoke and she had no idea what they were saying. She stood and was leaning against the bed. She felt a wet wash cloth hit her softly on her stomach. She picked it up and finished wiping away the man's seed when Horse finally spoke to her.

"Listen, I need something from you," he said. He looked at the beautiful blonde who was now staring at him with pleading eyes.

Dutifully, the young woman pushed herself onto the bed and scooted her body to the middle of the large mattress. Then, her eyes never leaving those of Horse, she laid back, her full breasts proudly pointing to the ceiling, knees up and feet flat on the bed, and she spread her beautiful legs for him. Her little pussy was his for the taking. She reached her arms up to ready herself to embrace him. The beautiful blonde peered innocently at the man thinking that she would be pounded hard sexually again.

It wasn't lost on Horse that her submission to him, at least for this night, was complete.

The sexually sated man simply smiled at the young woman's willingness to fuck him yet again.

"No, I don't think I could fuck you again, baby," he said as he approached her and placed his rough hand on her inner thigh. "I'm thinking of taking you back home."

Sanjna mouthed the words "thank you."

"But I need you to promise me you'll come back one more time whenever I call you, do you understand?"

Sanjna nodded.

"I'm going to get a couple of the fellows from the yard to drive you home. But, they ain't gonna do it free, comprende? And if I do that for you, you've gotta live up to our agreement, understood?"

Sanjna nodded again.

He took her delicate hand and she started to get off the bed. Finally, she thought. Where were her clothes she wondered? She was so relieved! Her ordeal was nearly over.

*****

Sanjna lay in bed, but kicked the sheets off of her. She pulled the t-shirt over her head and lifted her buttocks to wiggle out of the skirt. Her nipples were noticeably erect just from thinking about the night. Her hand searched for the warmth between her legs and she momentarily felt her warm pussy. The touch was nearly electric and she pulled her hand away. Why was her libido so high, she wondered?

Her fuzzy memory seemed to recall her being driven home by a three of the men from the docks. As her memory came back to her, she shamefully remembered being on her back in the rear seat, her satin smooth thighs wrapped around a man as he fucked her tender pussy relentlessly. Almost involuntarily, her hand went to her little slit. A single, manicured finger slipped into her pussy. Her mind drifted to being driven home.

There was a bit of a disconnect in the scene to her. She tried not to think about it, but the memories came flooding back; her lying in the backseat with the t-shirt drawn up beneath her chin, leaving her succulent breasts exposed for the man to suck and kiss as he fucked her. And, she remembered, the man had made himself right at home with her tits, sucking and licking and feasting voraciously on her swollen, pink aureoles as his thick, rigid dong filled her trimmed, little pussy.

Sanjna thought back to her strange perspective, lying in the back seat, of the sights of the street lights and auto lights momentarily illuminating the interior of the vehicle, revealing the tanned legs, arms and blonde head of the beautiful woman and the naked pale buttocks and back of the man atop her, only to darken quickly as the moving car sped her towards home. The experience of being plowed by this stranger's big cock was humiliating enough for her to go through while the car was being driven, but at least some of the sounds of the sex acts were masked by the noise of the moving car.

But she remembered being overwhelmed with shame as the car approached her house and the driver pulled over to the curb for several minutes, a few hundred feet from her home so that the man between her legs could empty his balls within her. When the car pulled to a stop, the driver turned off the lights and engine. A streetlight from across the street poured a bluish light into the car.

Turning to the intermingled bodies as they copulated in the back seat, the driver of the car said, "Hurry up."

Sanjna saw the two men in the front seat occasionally glance back at the man fucking her. The sound of the fucking was now magnified by the complete silence of the dead of night. It seemed to her that the man intensified his efforts to finish within her by quickening the strokes of his stiff meat.

He grabbed Sanjna's wrists and held them apart as his torso rose from hers so that he could look at her gorgeous face as they fucked. The former cheerleader wished that she could close her eyes, but she knew that she should stare directly into his dark eyes so that she might speed the desired orgasm into the depths of her wet pussy.

The man repeatedly plunged his long, thick cock into the heated depths of the loins of the beautiful woman. She, in turn, squeezed the man's turgid cock with her pussy and milked it softly. Being held as she was, her pussy was the only part of her body really responding to the fucking.

"Take my cock, baby," the man uttered as he looked into her deep, blue eyes. "Take it deep!"

"Uhhhh," Sanjna moaned as the man pumped his thick tool into her quaking pussy.

"Now, that's more like it," she heard one of the men in the front seat say. "Can ya believe that?" the other voice replied.

The vehicle creaked and moved rhythmically with the man's thrusts into the young woman's pussy. The smacking of his hips into her pussy was mixed with the wet sounds of his mouth alternating between her rubbery nipples and her wide-open mouth. When he kissed her, Sanjna tried to turn away in disgust, but it was no use. The man forced his tongue between her soft, rosy lips and to her complete humiliation, she found herself kissing him back.

The moisture from her wet love-hole made a disgusting squishing sound that also resounded in the car. Amidst the noise of the man fucking her, Sanjna tried unsuccessfully to muffle her moans.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," the young woman moaned each time the man stuck his hot tool into her to the hilt. She hated the sounds of her being fucked, from the creaking seat, to the rocking of the car, to the slapping of flesh on flesh. But, still, the relentless fucking continued. She shifted her feet and began to meet his cock thrusts with a slight pump from her muscular butt towards the thick hard flesh.

"Ah... mmmmm... mmmmm... ahh ... ahhh...," her mindless chant continued as the man plunged deep into her wet and battered pussy.

Sanjna wanted to shut her eyes but she also wanted to keep track of the two men in the front seat, so she didn't. Occasionally, the men would look back and she would glance at them, wondering if the fucking she had already given them was enough for them to be through with her, and humiliated that she was fucking this man so shamefully even as she thought of these other issues.

"Ahh, ugghhh... ugghhhh!" she now felt an unwanted orgasm creeping down her spine and into her pussy! Her nipples began to tingle. The powerful force washed over her like a wave.

"Ugggggghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Sanjna thrust her hips wildly back at the man as forcefully as he fucked his throbbing hot cock into her. His hands moved to cup her muscular buttocks as he drunkenly drilled the beautiful blonde with his stiff man flesh. From the man's frantic pace, she knew he was close! Despite her humiliation, her nails gripped his naked back and her love-hole squeezed and pumped onto his powerful cock.

"UGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!" her cries filled the car's interior. As she moaned in pleasure, she felt the man's hotly jerking cock head pressing deep into her moistly sucking cunt. Then she felt the man stiffen as he prepared to fill her with his hot jism.

A few more thrusts and, finally, the man grunted as he began to orgasm inside her. Sanjna wrapped her soft legs and arms around the man's naked humping body and held him close as she felt him shoot his seed deep into her pussy. Her shapely butt pumped up to meet his downward thrusts. Nearly before he had stopped shooting his spunk within her, the car pulled away from the curb and drove quickly to her home. The man atop her was literally pulling his dripping penis from within her warm pussy flesh as the car stopped in front of her home.

The beautiful, young lawyer spread her legs to let the man off of her and was then dropped off at her driveway, barefoot and drunk, as if she was a slut or a whore. Not caring in her intoxicated state, she remembered just being glad to be home.

Now, in the morning's light, Sanjna's head swirled from the night of debauchery. She stiffened in orgasm. Moaning quietly, the young professional bucked her hips and tweaked her sensitive nipples. It washed over her in long waves. As the flood subsided, she fell into a deep slumber.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 19

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Several days had passed since Sanjna's experience on the yacht. She had gone back to work and hid, as best she could, the pain of that night. She knew that she had to do something to get her life back. Perhaps she was ruined as a lawyer. About that, she was strangely reconciled. But, foremost in her mind was how Jackson had intentionally ruined her marriage. She quietly vowed revenge against the disgusting man.

*****

Laura Jackson had gotten the call from her mother, Pamela, which upset her freshman year at the university in San Francisco. The nineteen year old took the news that her mother and father were separating about as well as could be expected, but it was traumatic news anyway. Mature beyond her years, she was concerned both for her mother and father.

Pamela had tried to reassure the young beauty that nothing would change for her. Laura recognized this wonderful quality of her mothers and tried to be equally reassuring to her mother that she would be fine, too.

Her conversation with her father, however, had not gone as well. Gene had told Laura that Pamela had changed since she took her job with Hall's corporation. He implied to her that the separation was largely due to Pamela's new position and that he was baffled as to why she would not be satisfied in their marriage. The young woman was not unmindful of the fact that her father had been a distant figure at their house over the years, and seemed much more concerned about himself than his wife. Laura recognized that her father was feeling sorry for himself, to a certain degree, and not really accepting any responsibility for the breakdown in the marriage, but she was careful not to raise these issues with her dad. In the end, she did feel concerned about him, too.

Gene also told his daughter that Pamela's position at Hall's corporation had placed his work with his biggest client, Hall, in jeopardy. Instead of telling Laura the truth – that is, that his poor work habits and drinking had jeopardized his job – he chose to blame Pamela and gave Laura the impression that her mother's new job with Hall was causing him all of his problems at work.

While this explanation by her father may have lessened his own guilt about why his marriage and his job were on the rocks, it gave Laura a dangerous impression. It left her with the belief that Hall held her father's future in his hands. And Laura, a younger, naïve version of her mother, felt capable of being an intermediary between Hall and her father. She resolved to try to secretly contact Hall to discuss her father as soon as she could.

*****

Sanjna had followed Jackson's movements and found them to be fairly routine. Since his separation, he had moved into a place not far from work and usually spent his Saturday and Sunday mornings at a local coffee shop leering at the young professional women who frequented the place, usually dressed in work-out clothing or some other type of casual wear.

When the young blonde finally made up her mind to try to deal with Jackson, she decided to run into him at the coffee shop. She'd pretend that she had no idea he ever went there. She went to the shop dressed to kill. Although she still felt guilty and ashamed using sex appeal to get her way, Sanjna was leaving nothing to chance. Her blonde hair was brushed and in a pony tail behind her head, emphasizing her slender neck, and her dainty fingernails and toes were freshly polished. Her make-up, while subtle, drew out the natural beauty of her big, blue eyes, pert nose and soft, red lips.

Her beautiful skin was still nearly damp from the bubble-bath which she had finished just before she drove to where she hoped to find Jackson. As was her custom, Sanjna had babied her entire body with expensive moisturizer. Cupping her large, firm breasts while applying the lotion caused a tingling sensation that she wished she could have avoided between her legs. She became aware of a slight dampness within her little slit that made her consciously stop rubbing the cream over the tender nipples of her perfectly shaped breasts. And while she denied it to herself, as she looked between her large melons and trimmed the wispy blonde hair above her pussy and shaved it into a narrow California strip, she should have known that she was doing this for a purpose.

The young professional woman had chosen her clothing as carefully as everything else. The plan she had was risky, even criminal, and she was convinced that it had to go smoothly. Any miscue would ruin her and possibly expose her to criminal charges. After she got out of the bath and finished pampering her skin, she padded naked to her lingerie drawer and carefully picked out the new, very short running shorts that she stepped into and pulled up her magnificent legs. When it reached the curve of her buttocks and she smoothed the thin fabric against her pussy, the electricity of the touch made her pull her hands away.

What is happening to me, she wondered? She wanted to attribute her feelings to nervousness, but she knew this wasn't true. She had become so oversexed, she thought to herself. Then, she simply tried to put everything out of her mind. Calm down, she thought. Calm down! She paused, straightened her back and breathed deeply. She looked at her tanned body in the mirror. Her large breasts swayed sensuously, the proud, pink nipples stiff and rubbery in the cool air. Then she pulled out a very sexy, lacy bra and bent at the waist slightly so that she could pour her firm titties into the large bra cups.

When she walked out the door of her home, she wore a short pair of running shorts. Her large melons were covered by a thin, silky sleeveless workout top which she purposefully tucked into her shorts to emphasize her full tits and flat tummy. Her smooth, tanned legs were for all intents and purposes completely naked. Her muscular thighs and soft skin would turn the most disciplined man's head for a second look. Her running shorts were tight enough to provocatively showcase the flair of her shapely buttocks and short enough to just barely cover the curve of her ass cheeks as they met her wonderful thighs. She knew that a slight move of her legs, while seated, might reveal an acre of the soft, creamy flesh of her inner thighs while a shift in a chair or an un-crossing of her legs might even expose a hint of her beautiful, pink pussy within the filmy running shorts. In short, she exuded a ripe, sensuous sexuality that would be impossible for a man to ignore.

Feeling a bit like a vixen, Sanjna knew that she would be trying to now set Jackson up. She hated herself for being in this position, but she wanted him to be putty in her hands and this was the most likely way. Certainly if he thought she was just there by coincidence, he would love her in these clothes. He already knew that she was a workout fanatic. Whether she had to beg, borrow or steal, she was willing to do about anything to get her way. The young blonde told herself that she would not spread her beautiful legs for the beastly man under any other circumstances, and that she only wanted to use her body as enticement, but her situation was desperate. As she told herself this, though, she reflected on how Jackson had brought her to a shameful climax each time he had penetrated her pussy with his thick cock. Her moistening vagina caused the young blonde to blush at her thoughts.

Sanjna knew that most men were capable of having sex with a woman almost anywhere. Hadn't she been shamelessly fucked on her own wedding day? But running into the man at a coffee shop near the running trail's that Sanjna traditionally used, in the early morning, she felt, might be the best time and place to make the whole encounter appear coincidental. The young beauty didn't want Jackson to have a clue. She resolved to be as tough as necessary over the next few days so that her plan make work.

As she drove to the coffee shop, she found herself scolding herself at this realization for having let herself get into the predicament which she now found herself. Still, this was the only way that she saw herself being able to gain back control over her life. As she approached the location, though, she resolved to use all of her feminine guiles to achieve her goals.

Sanjna kept repeating her vow to resist any sexual activity over and over as she pulled into the parking lot. Her fingers had a hard time pulling the car keys from the ignition, they were shaking so much. She was so nervous. How could she even contemplate this crime? The young woman meant every word that she thought about resisting sexual advances, but clearly was extremely naïve. Her shapely, tanned legs trembled slightly as she walked towards the shop's door and her knees felt weak.

The cool air of the business immediately made Sanjna shiver. Her mind raced with fear. She had never thought she would even consider something like this. Maybe he wouldn't be here today, she thought. The young blonde turned to walk out of the shop, relieved that Jackson had not followed his routine.

As she turned, she saw Jackson wave to her from a table in a corner. Had he not waved, Sanjna probably would have turned and left. She was already getting cold feet about the whole thing. Sanjna tried to gather her courage.

Jackson watched as the young beauty approached him and smiled. She made her bright eyes twinkle as if all that had ever happened between them was forgotten. Jackson's face revealed his surprise at this reception from the young beauty, and he took in the whole picture of the scantily-clad, fresh-faced blonde before him.

Maybe with her separation from that faggot husband of hers, he thought rudely to himself, she now understands that I can help her advance in the firm. She probably misses a cocksman like me. He thought back to fucking the Nordic beauty at her own home. The only thing he wished he had done, in hindsight, was fuck her on her marital bed.

No one who knew Jackson would have been surprised that he immediately thought what he did. He lived in his own little world.

He held out his pudgy hand, palm up, and Sanjna placed her little hand in his as she sat. She noticed that his skinny arm extended from his fat body and that his huge torso was covered with a flowery print shirt that appeared out of place on a man of his size. Still, Sanjna noticed a change in his demeanor towards her and his ignorant smile reflected his arrogant, chauvinistic attitude towards her. Her memory of him flashed back to both times she had been taken by him.

His dark eyes looked her up and down. Her beautiful face and body must have looked like a sexual oasis to the man. She recognized the lust in his eyes, but also saw that he made little attempt to conceal it. He's such as ass, she thought. Still she sat down. Her soft, tanned legs looked spectacular as she crossed them away from the table.

"I almost didn't recognize you dressed casually," she lied. "I didn't know you came here." She noticed his lips curl up in a half smile.

"Well, a lot has happened," he replied. "If I'm going to be a single guy again, I probably ought to hang out where I might find a beauty or two. A man with my appetites can only go without eating for so long," he said, though the allusion was clearly sexual.

Sanjna's stomach turned, but she forced a smile. "I've been single, too, for a little while," she said. She let her deep blue eyes twinkle and mouth open in a sensuous, almost throaty, laugh. Her anger swelled at the man who was responsible for her misery, but she hid the emotion.

They spoke for about the next fifteen minutes about little things that really didn't matter. He asked her about work and other inane things. Sanjna found herself irritated with the talk and his smugness that grew throughout, but she knew that she couldn't let on about her irritation or he might guess that her running into him was not a coincidence. That was the last thing she wanted him to think about. So, while she didn't falsely play to his vanity, which might arouse his suspicions, neither did she do anything but smile warmly as he played to his own.

She took a deep breath and decided to force the issue a bit. If she was going to take a bitter pill, she was always one to do it sooner rather than later.

"Well," she said, "I better get my bagel and juice and get on my way. I need to get to the gym." She uncrossed her wonderful legs and let her knees fall a couple of inches apart. She glanced at Jackson's face. His expression was such that she felt no need to look away – he was clearly transfixed with the sight of her naked flesh.

His eyes had fallen to the lush juncture of her smooth, tanned thighs. Sanjna let her legs spread even a little more as she spoke, disguising the fact that she was purposefully giving him a view of her most private area. She knew that he was aching to see the soft folds of her little pussy peeking out from within the very short, silky shorts.

Jackson snapped out of his reverie. "Hey, would you like to see my condominium? It's got a great view of the bay."

"I don't know. I've got so much to do today," she said coyly.

"Oh, come on. Don't be a spoilsport."

"Well, okay, why not? Let me get my bagel and juice!" the stunning blonde said. Inside, she had a mixture of fear and excitement. He was so easy to play, she thought, but she dreaded what she might have to do. Her heart raced within her chest.

Jackson felt his crotch tighten when Sanjna got up and turned to walk. It seemed like ages since he had fucked her and looking at her tight, round ass cheeks made him determined to get his thick dick into her this very day. "If I have to hold her down and fuck her silly, I'll do it, damn it! Look at the way she's swingin' that tight ass in front of me; she needs her daddie's cock," he thought to himself. He used his hands to push his heavy frame up from the chair and began to waddle behind the petite blonde, his penis now a little partial stiffy in his pants.

Jackson reached the counter and stood closely behind her. A deep breath drew in the soft fragrance from her freshly shampooed hair and a wispy perfume. He stared at her lovely neck and shoulders and her pretty blonde hair. His manhood grew to full erection and twitched from within his clothing. He could almost feel his stiff cock fucking her sopping, wet cunt. His eyes fell to her rounded buttocks which were encased in the silky running shorts. He imagined his turgid cock plunging in and out of her pussy from behind her, doggie style. "She's like all of the women her age," he thought to himself, "haughty, arrogant bitches who need to be brought down a notch or two by a hard cock. Well, I've fucked her into submission before. Maybe she needs a hard bangin' today." His cock throbbed at the thought.

Sanjna could almost feel the heat from Jackson's eyes as she stood there. She couldn't help but think back to the day at the Manhattan madam's apartment when she had walked ahead of several men, wearing only a thong, bra and high-heels, with the full, shameful knowledge that she would be engaging in sexual intercourse with them at the end of the walk. These men, who had paid to have her disrobe and spread her sexy legs for their perverted pleasure. And, pleasure them she had, orally, vaginally and eventually for Jackson, anally. "He's hoping," she thought, "but he should be careful about what he wishes."

*****

Jackson was perspiring lightly as he showed Sanjna his place. He had gained weight even since the last time Sanjna had seen him naked, she realized.

"God, he's disgusting," she thought to herself as she smiled innocently at each of his observations and points.

They talked and she knew that judging from his mindless blather, he thought that she would be very attracted to his obvious wealth. He was even boorish enough to start talking about one young woman he had bedded in the condo since his move. Sanjna felt her heart go out to the young woman even though she had no idea who she was or why she would fuck a man like Gene Jackson.

Sanjna knew that she was taking a huge risk by doing what she was considering doing. The only thing that she held onto, however, was that things could not possibly get any worse for her and she needed to get on with her life, even if it was changed forever. She couldn't just go out with a whimper, though.

Sanjna noticed that Jackson's demeanor changed when he began talking about her work situation. She almost laughed at him thinking that she even cared about it, but she played along. Sure, he could help her keep her job. Her situation was so precarious that she probably would lose her job without a partner's help. As if on cue, she told him how much she needed her job. It was all she had left, she lied.

"Look," Jackson said to the innocent blonde woman, "I could get myself into a lot of hot water if the firm found out I was running interference for you at the office."

"I know that..." Sanjna let her voice trail pathetically and her eyes look away from his in submission. "But I need my job so much."

"Then you'll have to do what I say." The man was quickly trying to assert his dominance over the woman.

"I... I... don't know what you mean," she said.

"I think you do!" The words almost shot out of his mean mouth.

"I can't... do anything like... like that!" Her voice trembled and she began to feel a loss of nerve. No matter what her plan had been earlier, she was getting very cold feet.

"The hell you can't! You can and you will, you little whore! Don't forget that I found you in a fuckin' New York whorehouse. How would the firm like that bit of news? How would your little divorce proceedings go? You think there'd be any chance of getting back with your hubby? What about your parents? Huh?"

The horrible tone of his voice truly shocked Sanjna. He had found her there, hadn't he? And, she did work as a prostitute that day. That revelation to the world would effectively end her existence. Her mind reeled in shame.

Jackson could read her face like an open book. He knew he had struck a raw nerve.

"Let's get things straight, once and for all. You will do as I say, understood?"

Sanjna stared blankly at the man. Her knees and shapely thighs trembled slightly.

"Do you understand?" He shouted this last question out.

Sanjna nodded very tentatively. Jackson could see that the young woman was clearly distraught.

The tension was very thick in the air. The next few minutes would determine where this led.

"Take your shoes and socks off." He decided to proceed incrementally.

Sanjna just stood there for a moment. Her large melons rose and fell perceptibly on her chest. Her hands twisted nervously at her belly. She felt like a student being chastised by a teacher. She was ashamed of her plan, shamed by her life, humiliated by Jackson's demands, and yet her legs wouldn't allow her to run from her fears. She swallowed deeply and wondered why her life had taken such a cruel turn.

Then she slowly knelt and began to unlace a shoe. She removed it and then the other.

Jackson felt very powerful now. And, curiously, instead of being relieved, he felt anger welling up within him. When Sanjna finished removing her running shoes and ankle socks, she began to rise.

"Don't get up, Sanjna," she heard Jackson say. "Stay on your knees."

The fat lawyer walked up to the kneeling blonde. He looked down at her frightened, innocent face. Sanjna instinctively put her hands up when his body was within inches of her.

Inside, Jackson stifled a laugh. "Hell, I'm not going to slap you, you fucking slut! Don't tell me that the johns you fucked roughed you up. Did they?"

"Please, don't ...," Sanjna's voice faded. Why must he humiliate her?

"How much money did you make off of each john?" he asked.

"I don't ... know..."

"I asked a question! Answer me!" he demanded. "How much money did you make off of each john?"

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 19

by Exbiidelhi2012©

"About... about... three hundred dollars," she answered shamefully.

"And how much did your madam make off of each guy you fucked?"

"I... I... don't know for sure," she answered truthfully in a whisper. "Maybe fifty or a hundred dollars." Why was she even answering? Why let him humiliate her like this?

"So, you'll let a man put his cock in your mouth and suck him off and then fuck him for about three hundred dollars, huh? Seeing how much you make at the firm, you'd do a lot for that money, then, wouldn't you?"

"I didn't want to work at the ..." Sanjna's voice trembled and faded. It was no use, was it? "Ye... yes..., I would." A sudden chill of fear ran up the young blonde's spine.

"Take off your shirt."

Sanjna raised her head and looked at the man with tear filled eyes. Must she?

As if he read her mind, Jackson said, "I'll bet the national press will pick up on a divorce proceeding where a beautiful, young lawyer is exposed as a prostitute, what do you think?"

Her trembling hands went to her waist and pulled the thin shirt over her head in one motion. Now all she had on her top was the silky bra.

Jackson's evil eyes took in her succulent, rounded breasts, only partially encased in the bra. He had to resist the urge to touch the half-exposed fleshy orbs.

"Now the bra," he said with a nod.

"Please," Sanjna begged. "I'll do anything else, anything!"

"It's just going to be you and me for awhile, now. I've been thinking about this for a long time. Surely you know I'm going to fuck you. You don't want to disappoint me, do you?" Jackson laughed.

Despite her hesitancy, Sanjna's hands went to her back and unhooked the bra. She felt her firm tits gain their freedom. The loose straps hung at her shoulders.

Jackson pushed the straps off of her tanned shoulders where they hung momentarily on her arms before the garment fell to the carpet at Sanjna's knees. Her arms were crossed at her chest and she felt the soft flesh of her breasts against her forearms, but when Jackson nodded she let her arms fall to her sides. Her well-rounded melons now hung delectably on her chest. The nipples were partially erect.

The man was a mere few inches from Sanjna. She watched as he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his torso, revealing a large, distended belly covered by thick hair. He was repulsive to the young beauty.

"Take my shorts off, Sanjna," he said as a matter of fact.

Her delicate hands went to his waistband. She found that she had to move his gross flesh away from his shorts to find the button. Then she realized that the shorts were elastic and she began to pull them down his thick legs.

Once he stepped out of them, Sanjna could see his blood engorged cock encased beneath his disgustingly tight, white briefs.

"Well," he said as she hesitated.

She carefully pulled the elastic waistband away from the tip of his cock and began to work the tight briefs down his legs. Although she attempted not to notice, his large, stiff dong was right at her face level.

The man she hated so now stood naked except for his shoes and dark socks. He stepped out of his shoes, but made no effort to remove his socks.

"You know, both times that I fucked you I was in a bit of a rush. Now, I've got all day."

Jackson paused and looked at the kneeling beauty.

"Now, why don't you slide those little shorts off your beautiful ass," he said. "Were you looking to get fucked today?"

"N... no, I... I wasn't," she said. But whether it was out of fear or simply the knowledge that she was about to be fucked, she could feel her love-hole moistening. The young woman closed her eyes as her mind shamefully accepted what was about to happen to her.

"Wearing what you were, it sure does look like that," he said with a laugh. "It's your lucky day, Sanjna!"

Still kneeling, Sanjna pushed the shorts down her muscular legs and lifted a knee to get the shorts past her knee and then repeated the process. She was reminded by his statement that she had actually dressed to lure him sexually. Yet, now she felt nothing but shame and loathing. His threats intimidated her. Was she nothing but a whore, she wondered?

Jackson walked behind her and pulled her shorts off of her calves and feet. What a backside, he thought to himself.

The young blonde lawyer was now completely nude on the thick carpet. It seemed as if she had been on her knees forever, although it had only been a few minutes. Yet she was beginning to be uncomfortable in this position.

Jackson moved slowly back around her, drinking in her lush flesh. The two tanned ass cheeks were spectacular! They were well muscled and rounded and covered in baby-soft skin. He could barely resist sticking his cock into her right then. His hand lightly touched her back and shoulder. He needed to bide his time, he thought.

"You've got a magnificent ass, Sanjna. You were a cheerleader in college, weren't you?"

"Y... yes." Sanjna answered hesitantly. She felt her face and neck flush with humiliation. What was she doing kneeling naked before this fat jerk?

"Do men like to fuck you doggie?" he asked.

Sanjna just knelt in silence. Her mind raced. Did he really expect an answer to these lewd questions?

"Did a lot of the johns fuck you doggie?"

Sanjna didn't say anything.

"Answer me, you cheap fuck!" he shouted. "Did a lot of the johns fuck you doggie?"

Sanjna stammered out her shameful answer. "Ye... yes. They did." She just wanted this over with. He humiliated her so much.

When he stepped back in front of her, he bent slightly and took both big breasts into his hands. The fleshy tip of his rock-hard manhood bobbed between her neck and chin.

Sanjna closed her eyes as the familiar electricity began to shoot through her body as Jackson massaged her big tits. She felt light-headed, as if she was about to collapse. Her hands reached for his thighs and she braced herself by lightly holding on to his legs as he fondled her. Her perfectly shaped melons and the nipples capping them seemed to be his exclusive interest and he patiently tugged and pulled and squeezed her nipples between his fingers. He watched in fascination as her head bowed, her jaw slackened slightly and her mouth opened as if she was having trouble breathing. He felt her soft, warm breath hitting his thigh. Why not continue, he asked himself. He had all day now.

Sanjna simply knelt there as she felt his hands playing with her titties. Without realizing it, her head fell forward further and she felt her forehead hit his fleshy belly. Quickly, she regained her balance and tried to maintain composure. It was impossible with him doing this to her. She felt the familiar tingling in her pussy as her loins heated up. The little love-bud within her moist slit stiffened perceptibly to her. She spread her knees a bit to keep her inner thighs from touching. Even the contact of her own flesh caused her to get turned on further. She had to consciously make herself not pump her hips slightly.

The young professional was about to completely lose her composure when she felt his cock touch her lips. She kept her lips closed, but Jackson immediately took his stiff penis in one hand and began to shake the rubbery tip against her mouth and nose and chin. He chuckled grotesquely as he did so. Obediently, she opened her mouth and felt his stiff flesh enter. It was quickly bathed in her saliva and the fleshy knob tasted of pre-cum. Despite herself, she began to bob on the man flesh. It filled her mouth and the pungent odor of his cock filled her nostrils.

Sanjna had just begun giving the man head when Jackson pulled away from her mouth and his cock slid out covered with her saliva. Quickly he scampered behind her and she felt his wet cock against her back. Jackson sidled up to her from behind and took her large, fleshy globes in his hands again. The young blonde was pulled back to him and felt his wet cock and balls, as well as his thighs and his large gut against the warm skin of her back.

The former college cheerleader was nearly lost now in complete ecstasy. His hands massaged the big globes and pulled on her rubbery, distended nipples. She found her hands moving to his arms.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned before she caught herself. Her sensitive titties were always her weak spot and she felt the electricity being generated and transferred right down to her lovely slit. Despite her wishes, her little pussy moistened rapidly.

"Ahhh. Ahhh. Ahhh." she moaned softly.

Jackson released her firm, melon-like breasts. She felt his hand put pressure on her shoulder, forcing her to bend down. He continued to push her down until her head touched the floor.

"Arch your back and stick your ass up in the air," he instructed. He glanced to his right and saw their forms in the full length mirror.

Sanjna did as she was told and she felt her little pink slit peek out between her legs. She felt like an animal about to be mounted. Her love-hole was bathed in juices.

"Spread your knees," he said.

Jackson watched as the beautiful blonde complied. He noticed that as he moved into a position to mount the woman that her calves and feet were flat on the carpet and angled slightly away from her body and knees.

"Whether she knows it or not, she's ready to let me mount her," he thought silently as he stared at the curvaceous ass cheeks and the pink slit that awaited his meat. The young blonde was in a very submissive position. "She does have a cheerleader's ass, doesn't she," he thought.

He ran his hand up her silky smooth inner thigh. The flesh was very, very warm and soft. She shuddered slightly. He lightly ran his hand up and down her inner leg, each time grazing the little furry pussy at their juncture. He noticed that she knelt completely still as he fondled her.

Looking at the tight slit peeking out beneath her ass cheeks, Jackson extended his index finger and began to play with the moist pussy lips. Sanjna's ass cheeks trembled slightly from the touch. Then Jackson used his middle finger to probe into her cunt.

It pushed in fairly easily into the very warm and moist pussy. He stroked the smooth walls of her vagina, trying to further moisten her cunt with her juices. It worked.

"Oh, my, no" slipped from Sanjna's mouth. "Please," she said, but it was not clear what she meant by that. Jackson saw that Sanjna tried to bury her head in the carpet but kept her buttocks high in the air. Her tight ass wiggled just slightly to accommodate the invasion.

He nearly laughed when he stuck a second finger into her pussy and she groaned slightly and lifted both dainty feet off of the carpet several inches. The muscles in the back of her thighs tightened noticeably and her little feet scissored slightly.

"Ooommmppphhh," she exhaled as if she felt stuffed by the entrance of these fingers. Sanjna wondered why this was happening to her. But, the smooth walls of her vaginal passage could feel his fingers exploring the depths of her womanhood.

"Ohhhhhhh." she moaned.

The man had seen Sanjna in a very, very turned-on condition and he intended to get her to that point before he fucked her again. He knew that beneath her cool exterior lurked an extremely sexual woman. But he certainly was not going to allow her to orgasm before he fucked her.

His left hand lightly caressed her buttocks as his right hand finger-fucked her. Sanjna was slightly surprised at his gentleness, given his roughness in their two earlier encounters. But she quickly lost that thought when he pulled his fingers from her vagina and she felt the wet digits grasp her hips.

"I need to fuck you," was all he said.

She felt the thick, rubbery tip of his cock touch her pussy lips. The thick head paused at the entrance of her pussy.

The young woman moaned when he began to push his cock head into her pussy. She was very wet, but still her petite size kept him from being able to push in with a single stroke.

Instead, he worked his way into her by holding onto her hips and pushing back and forth in an effort to gain full entry into the glorious woman.

"Damn, you're tight," he said to no one in particular.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned. As she felt him start to penetrate her pussy, her legs shifted wider. She felt his open hand on the small of her back while he rode her from behind. She wanted to resist the man, but it was useless.

"Oh god, noooo...." she whimpered.

Her blonde mane thrashed several times as she began to accept her fate. Struggling was pointless. Her pussy was his for the taking and he was taking it!

Jackson saw Sanjna shift her round buttocks slightly trying to avoid the complete penetration of his stiff penis but thought she was wiggling her ass in anticipation.

"You need your daddie's cock, don't you?" he asked.

Sanjna just moaned in humiliation.

Jackson began to plunge his stiff rod back and forth until he felt his cock head touch the deepest part of her pussy.

Sanjna groaned in discomfort.

"Owwwww. owwwww, owwwwww," again and again.

Jackson paused his fucking. "Are you comfortable?" he asked sarcastically.

The young blonde on the receiving end of this fuck didn't register his sarcasm. She answered truthfully. "Gentle, please baby, be gentle." She hated herself for calling him "baby" but it slipped out.

"Who's your daddie, Sanjna?" he asked as he began to batter her with his thick, heavy cock. The innocent blonde couldn't form the words to answer this cruel question. The young woman simply cringed at his vulgarity.

"Oooooooo. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned pitifully as he fucked her deeply.

"THWACK!!!" Jackson's open hand slapped her fleshy ass cheek. The firm flesh reddened in the shape of his hand.

"OWWWWW!" she cried out. The pain from the slap was intense, but she felt fairly stuffed by the man's thick cock as well.

As if she thought Jackson was dissatisfied with her efforts, Sanjna gyrated her tight ass in little circles in an attempt to satisfy the man's lust. She did her best to try to accommodate the large prick in her pussy, but it was very difficult. "What did he expect," she asked herself, "I'm not a big woman down there."

Jackson stared down as his stiff dong drilled the heart shaped ass of his beautiful associate. She was his now, he thought. I own this bitch!

He continued staring at his stiff penis disappearing and re-appearing from the pink depths of her very wet cunt. His hard tool was covered with her thick, vaginal juices. Looking at the gorgeous, tanned buttocks of the young woman he was fucking filled Jackson with a sense of power. He wanted her to understand his hold over her life. He drilled his hard dong into her pussy until he felt his cock head hit the very depth of her vagina. He knew she found this uncomfortable because of her groans.

Jackson gritted his teeth. "She's snug," he thought to himself. "She certainly hasn't lost her tightness."

He started to ram her slowly, but hard, now, making her body shake each time his tool penetrated to the hilt.

"Uhhhhh, uhhhhhh, uhhhhh," she uttered as each deep thrust hit the depths of her pussy.

These moans only heightened his lust.

From his vantage point above the blonde, Jackson watched Sanjna squirm her buttocks obscenely as he fucked her. Her manicured hand went back between her leg and Jackson's thigh. She tried in vain to keep him from thrusting so deeply into her open love hole. Leaning a bit, he could see her D-cup tits shake as they hung ripely like delectable fruit from her chest.

"Who's your daddie, Sanjna?" he asked as he rode the young woman from behind.

"THWACK!!!" Jackson's open hand slapped her firm buttock.

"OWWWWW!" she cried.

"Who's your daddie," he asked again.

"Y... you ... are," she said.

"I'm what, Sanjna?" He had both hands firmly gripping her hips as he thrust deeply into her pussy with the throbbing length of his manhood. His hips were now slapping audibly against her ass cheeks and filling the room with a shameful sound.

"I'm what, Sanjna? Say it!"

"Uhhh ... uhhh... " she was having a hard time taking the fucking. She could feel his hairy scrotum slapping against her buttocks each time he buried his thick organ in her pussy.

"Uhh... you're .... my.... my ... uhhhhh. .. daddie, .... G... Gene!" Sanjna nearly cried when she heard her voice say this! It sounded so foreign to the professional woman. Sanjna turned her head and saw herself being fucked doggie-style by the blood-engorged cock in the full length mirror.

"Ohhhh, gawddd," she said simply. The beautiful blonde wanted to turn away but found that she could not force her eyes from the sight. As she watched, Jackson fucked her as if he owned her. His big body dominated her petite, naked form. The crude man was between her knees humping up against her thighs very hard.

Then before she could even catch herself, she heard her voice again, this time, unprompted, and much lower and softer.

"You're my daddie, Gene.... you're my daddie!" she cried in anguish without thinking.

Then, "Aaaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee," she screamed as an orgasm washed over her young, nubile body. It came unannounced and unexpected, but was explosive nonetheless.

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Oooooooooooo, gaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwdddddd."

Overcome, the young blonde unconsciously shifted her knees wider and pushed her bubble butt up further to experience the climax to the fullest. Jackson quickened the pace of the fucking, trying to prolong her unexpected orgasm. Then he suddenly stopped his plunging cock and withdrew the greater length of the stiff flesh.

He smirked when he heard Sanjna mewl.

"No! No! No!" she said uncontrollably.

"Oh!" she cried without thinking and Jackson witnessed her smooth, rounded buttocks seek the big cock by pumping back onto the full length and girth. For now, she needed the man flesh in a deprived, wanton way. Despite Jackson being perfectly still, Sanjna ground her rounded bottom back on his rigid dong as if he was still doing the fucking.

As her intense orgasm gradually subsided, though, and she began to regain her bearings, Sanjna realized that her young body had once again betrayed her shamefully. Why was she such a whore she wondered? Why?

Sanjna looked over to the mirror and was appalled to see Jackson grinning evilly at the beautiful but prostrate form that he was fucking.

Completely overcome with a feeling of helplessness, Sanjna felt the hard pounding of her cunt continue relentlessly as the beautiful blonde remained on her forearms and knees, her ass being held in position, meekly accepting the hard cock pistoning inside her throbbing vaginal passage. There was no sign that Jackson was even close to climax and the trapped, naked woman knew that she would be his receptacle of lust until he shot his thick wad into the depths of her loins.

It would prove to be a long day for young beauty.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 20

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna's hatred of Jackson was intense and it grew as he violated her succulent flesh throughout the seemingly endless couplings. The young blonde lawyer couldn't understand why her life had taken this terrible turn, and yet she lay there beneath him, tanned legs spread, with Jackson pumping his long, hard cock into her hot little pussy. She shuddered in revulsion when her cunt spread wider and wider for the man's big cock and she felt the natural lubricant from her wide-spread love-hole begin streaming down to the crevice of her buttocks as the big man rode her relentlessly.

"You love getting a good fucking, don't you, Sanjna," Jackson asked as he sensed her helplessness. "Well, I'm the man to give it to you." His hips pumped up and down, driving his stiff manhood into her soaked pussy. "Do you know that if we used it right, your little pussy would be a gold mine for our firm? Recruiting clients? Settling cases? Convincing judges? You could do it all for us!"

He laughed arrogantly, but his hips never stopped their slow, steady rhythm and his rock-hard dong kept plunging into the depths of Sanjna's love hole. "All you'd have to do is let us use your little... ugh ..., tight cunt for business! I know your little cunny certainly kept Roger's company as a client!" he snorted.

He drove his stiff instrument the full depth of her pussy. "Shit, you're tight!"

Sanjna shamefully lay beneath him when he taunted her with this, but her trembling young thighs were wide open and her large breasts were heaving from the lengthy, intense fuck he was throwing her. Her tanned body was covered with a thin sheen of perspiration and her pussy was soaked with her juices. His big dick was sluicing in and out of her innocent vagina audibly and very easily.

She despised the man, but knew that what he said was true. She had not had sex since her husband left her and her body was reacting to its neglect. Her nipples were swollen and extended. Her mind fought a losing battle against the very body that he was fucking.

The man was pumping in and out of her tight passage with long, steady strokes that slapped audibly against her pubic mound. Despite herself, she wrapped her muscular thighs around the man's hairy legs and felt her calves cross his legs. The sensation of having his body between her sensitive inner thighs was irresistible. Her vaginal passage contracted around the full length of his invading penis. Sanjna moaned shamefully, then she began to grind her ass up to meet his thrusts.

Why did her sexy body betray her even with such an animal as Jackson, she wondered? She tried pitifully to force her lush body to not react by closing her eyes and trying to stop her rapidly mounting feeling of arousal. Her mind reeled as her traitorous body bent to the will of the fat man.

It did feel good! It had been so long since she had had intercourse! Sanjna moaned in abject humiliation. "Ohhhhhhh." Her breath exploded in tiny gasps and she turned her head to the side so that she wouldn't have to witness the man taking her innermost secret. Instead of avoiding the shameful sight, though, Sanjna looked at the mirror on the dresser that gave a full length view of her tanned body being fucked by the pasty-white fat man. The horrible sight was too much to behold; she turned back to the man.

She continued to struggle against her own body.

"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh," she grunted as she was being deeply fucked. It was as if her body was expelling air each time the fat man pounded into her. Her naked buttocks felt the slap of his balls against her ass with each stroke.

Even as he taunted the young beauty, she felt her body begin to stiffen and her soaked pussy squeeze his turgid tool. Her vaginal walls gently gripped his stiff meat once, then again and then again. Her big blue eyes stared blankly into Jackson's eyes and her mouth was now wide open sucking air into her expanding lungs. She knew the feeling!

She was on the verge of orgasm!

As if he could read her mind, Jackson leaned up from lying on top of her and while still thrusting in and out of her pussy, took her nakedly quivering breasts in his hands and kneaded the young, yielding flesh. The full, tender tits became playthings for his hands. His fingers moved to her rubbery nipples and began to tweak them harshly between his forefingers and thumbs.

"Oh, gawd," she grunted as the ultra-sensitive tips of her breasts responded to his illicit touch. Her hands went to Jackson's hips. His tawdry rhythm brought home her shocking position.

Her mind swirled. "Why am I letting my boss fuck me?" she wondered. "I must be a slut," she thought. She had never expected to feel like this and she struggled in vain against the mounting forbidden pleasure. It was useless and her mind reeled with further shame and humiliation at the thought. Not only at the adultery that she was committing but anguishing that her traitorous body was enjoying it!

And then, the beautiful blonde exploded!

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh," she screamed with no shame.

The beautiful blonde looked at her rounded tits and saw her pink nipples being tugged harshly away from her body by the fat man. The electricity shot completely through her spine to her pussy and brain!

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh," she cried piteously. She grit her teeth and ground her ass and pussy back animalistically at the man's pounding organ. His manhood was so deeply embedded and so tightly held by her vagina that she felt every pulsating vein and contour of his stiff dong.

"Aaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiii," she squealed as her rounded buttocks smoothly pumped her pussy on and off his cock.

She was a whore, she thought as she climaxed. Submitting to the strange, fat animal on top of her drove that fact home to her as no other had ever done. She wanted to feel every ounce of her whorishness thrown back at this obscene man!

Sanjna grunted every obscenity that she could think of: "fuck me! fuck the shit outta me! Screw my pussy!" Things she had never said before seemed to come out of her ripe lips. All the while she took his stiff manhood and rocked her pussy up onto his cock. "Shoot it in me, baby!"

"Please! Please! PPPPllllleeeeeeaaaaaasssssseeee!" she cried with no reason.

Jackson's eyes began to roll back in his head. He released her nipples and lay flat on the young woman beneath him. Sanjna felt his hot breath on her ear and neck. His open mouth tasted the sweet skin of her shoulder and neck and Sanjna felt his saliva on her neck as he sucked on her. Jackson's hands dropped to her bubble butt and he harshly gripped the soft skin of her ass cheeks in his hands. Sanjna's muscular buttocks were flexed and hard as steel beneath the soft skin. He humped the innocent beauty beneath him relentlessly, mercilessly, pounding her yielding pussy as hard as he possibly could.

Just as suddenly as her orgasm, Sanjna felt Jackson's shoulders and back shudder and stiffen and his large, male organ begin to shoot his hot thick spunk deep within her grasping cuntal walls. His hands held her ass cheeks firmly and his tool drove into her pussy nonstop.

Their cries filled the room with their passion, each taking advantage of the other, until they lay exhausted, their nude bodies entangled lewdly, Jackson's manhood deflating within her little, tight slit.

*****

It was only after several orgasms had left her quivering flesh completely sexually sated that Sanjna began to think clearly again. Clarity was reached as she lay on Jackson's bed next to the disgusting man as they took a respite from the intense fucking that he had been throwing her all morning.

As she lay nude next to him on the soiled sheets, damp with their perspiration, looking at his lustful, twisted face through her beautiful blue eyes, she knew that her plan was possible. It would take a good bit of acting on her part, but she so wanted revenge that she was willing to do most anything to get it to work. The young blonde resolved to make the plan work. She closed her eyes to rest. She wanted to leave so badly.

Jackson looked at the beautiful young woman laid out before his eyes. He could hardly believe that he had just fucked her again, but his thoughts went back to the humiliated look on Sanjna's face as he was throwing her the latest hard fuck of the morning. He relished the look of subjugation and resignation that the tanned blonde beauty displayed.

Still breathing heavily from the workout and perspiring as well, Jackson was not self-conscious. He let his eyes wander the length of her lush body. The young beauty was on her back, resting, with her eyes closed. He stared at her long eye lashes and pert nose. Her rosy lips were slightly parted as she breathed deeply in repose. Her thick, blonde hair was slightly messier than he could ever recall seeing it. The beautiful young woman seemed to be dozing.

Her tanned body was silky smooth and her two full tits lay proudly on her chest with her nipples pointing towards the ceiling. Jackson examined the breasts closely, looking for any evidence of age, but they were youthful and very firm. As he looked further, he saw her flat stomach leading to the juncture of her thighs where a slender, trimmed "landing strip" of light blonde pubic hair led to her pussy, perfectly dividing her curvaceous hips. The smooth, well-muscled thighs and calves of the athletic young woman were slightly parted and bent at the knees.

Jackson rolled his body over to her and Sanjna felt his flaccid cock against her silky thigh. The shrunken penis was still wet with their juices and the former cheerleader felt the cool semen from his limp dong on her skin. His cold touch roused her back to reality. As mortified as she was by his touch, she knew that she should be more horrified that she still harbored his large load of spunk deep inside her little pussy slit.

Sanjna rolled off the side of the bed. Jackson watched her nude form as she walked to the bathroom. Her young tits were firm and high on her chest, despite their size, and as she turned he looked at her perfect ass and legs. Her buttocks swayed erotically with each step by the blonde.

"Damn, I shot a big load in her," he thought to himself. He smiled to himself. "The little bitch loved it, too," he thought mistakenly.

Jackson had blamed Sanjna for the problems in his marriage. All that he knew was that after he had first fucked Sanjna at the madam's house in New York, his life had gradually gone downhill. He wondered whether she had somehow told Pamela about his straying in marriage without letting on her role. Since Pamela had never accused him specifically about Sanjna, he was unsure. But he had been waiting for his chance to find out.

He heard Sanjna close the door to the bathroom and knew she would be a few minutes. Quickly, he reached into her purse and removed her cell phone. He opened his nightstand drawer and removed a small spying device that he had purchased just for this purpose. As he nervously pulled out her battery and placed this device next to it and then replaced it, he grinned at how lucky he was to have her over. He had been carrying this for weeks hoping to find her away from her office long enough for him to do this. Now she was at his condo.

Just seconds after he replaced the cell phone in her purse, Sanjna returned. He looked at her nude form as she approached. Her lovely globes with their pink nipples swayed slightly. She noticed him taking in her whole body. She forced herself to smile at the man she so despised.

Jackson watched the innocent, young bride pad naked to her clothing which was strewn all over his carpeted floor. Her firm tits swayed as she bent at the waist to pick up her running shorts. He watched with regret as the beautiful blonde pulled the shorts up and covered the deep cleft that divided her perfect buttocks.

Sanjna finished dressing as quickly as she could. She noticed Jackson stand up. His pasty flesh was appalling, but she knew he would approach her. He did.

Without a word, Jackson put his thick lips on her mouth to French kiss her. Sanjna wanted to turn her gorgeous face away from his but she forced herself instead to open her mouth and take his tongue within her mouth as if she was his new girlfriend. As Jackson swirled his thick tongue within her mouth, Sanjna's nimble tongue playfully met his and swirled around it sensuously. She was surprised when she was able to force her hand onto his hairy shoulder and run it down to his thick waist.

"Hmmmm," she said in a sexy voice, letting her big, blue eyes stare deeply at the man. "Don't get me horny again, so quick!" she teased. She let her hand reach for his limp penis between his thick legs. She felt the harmless creature in her slender fingers.

"Awww," she said in mock disappointment.

Jackson, while surprised at her cooing, attributed her change in attitude to his cocksmanship.

He let his hands roam freely on the blonde's beautiful body and his mouth covered hers in a long, sensuous kiss.

Despite herself, Sanjna brought her hands to his naked shoulders as if he was her long-lost lover.

"Bye, sweetie," she said as she pulled away.

Both Jackson and Sanjna left thinking that they now had the upper hand.

*****

Laura Jackson awakened refreshed from a good night's sleep. She had just gotten home the evening before from college for a break and was disappointed to find that her mother, Pamela, had left the house. Unaware that her mother was employed, she wondered where she had gone. The stunning brunette made her way downstairs to eat some breakfast. She had just gotten out of bed. She was dressed only in some skimpy panties that she had worn to bed the night before and a flimsy t-shirt that reached only to her belly button. Her large D-cup tits swayed freely beneath the cotton shirt. When she got downstairs, she found a note from her mother telling her that she would be gone all day and maybe into the evening.

Well, she thought, this gives me some time to get some things done, anyway.

She quickly ate and went upstairs to shower. When she got to the bathroom, she pulled the t-shirt over her head and wiggled out of the panties. She giggled girlishly because she knew that she was spoiled and beautiful. She'd get her way, she thought.

*****

While Sanjna was taking a stiff dick from Jackson on this weekend afternoon, Pamela Jackson was trying to help Hall land an advantageous contract for his company. The last thing on her mind these days was where her estranged husband was finding a home for his stiff penis.

The statuesque brunette sat in a conference room adjoining Hall's personal office. She could hear Hall and another man talking business. It sounded as if the man was an oil field equipment executive. The man had a booming voice with a southern accent and the beautiful brunette quickly ascertained that he was from Houston. Hall was attempting to negotiate a lower price and other concessions on a huge contract, but was not making any headway. Pamela waited nervously. She knew how much this contract meant to Hall's business.

Finally, when the two men had been negotiating unsuccessfully for several minutes, Pamela saw the door from Hall's office open. The tall, fit man strode in quickly, shutting the door behind him. Her boss appeared slightly agitated and edgy. It had been a long time since she had seen him like this. Leaning against the conference room table only a couple of feet from Pamela, he clenched his fist. His face was tense and his breathing slightly labored. He tossed his head in the direction of his office indicating that Pamela should now enter. She left the conference room from a door leading into a hallway so that she could enter Hall's office without the Texan knowing she had encountered her boss.

Hall picked up a remote control device and pressed several buttons. There was an electronic whirr that revealed a large television screen. No one, including Pamela, knew about the hidden television or taping equipment or that he was capable of watching several views of his office. She knew that he was in the adjacent conference room but thought that she and the Texan had complete privacy otherwise.

Very soon Hall saw on the television screen that Pamela had entered his office outwardly dressed much as she first was when she entertained the sheik. He assumed, however, that she wore a bra and panties since he had had nothing to do with choosing her attire.

He watched her offer a drink to the executive, take a seat in a chair facing the man, and begin to work him over with her charm. The short hem of her tight skirt slid easily up her lush, tanned thighs as she sat. The hem settled a mere few inches from the top of her long legs. Hall smiled. She knew that the sight of her womanly legs would likely give an erection to the man seated across from her.

Hall had grown to admire and rely on Pamela in his work. She was ambitious and relentless, as well as insatiable, sexually -- almost a female counterpart to Hall. He never tired of fucking the woman.

She was an absolute shark in the business world and seemed to utilize any advantage she could for Hall's business. He couldn't really believe that only a few short months ago she had been a slightly bored, upper-middle class housewife. A taste of the life at the very pinnacle of power and fortune had certainly changed her approach to life and she had taken to Hall's business with great success.

Whether her beautiful smile and a show of her feminine thighs would induce a businessman to agree to Hall's terms, or a dinner proposal would have to be accepted, or whether Pamela might have to spend several hours on her back in a luxurious hotel room, long legs spread, having her tight pussy ridden expertly by the man, Hall knew that she would do all she could to seal a deal for him.

And, Hall was paying her a pretty penny for her work. He knew that she was struggling with finances -- trying to keep her daughter in a private university -- while maintaining a household alone. She was very dependent on her new income. If the truth was known, Pamela was very insecure about her position in Hall's company. She knew that neither her education, nor her experience, would justify the salary he paid her, so she was very beholden to her boss. Her sexual involvement with him only emphasized his dominance over her.

Still, unknown to her, since her separation from her husband, Pamela had quickly made herself indispensable to Hall. He sensed a profound reluctance on her part to be deflowered by his clients but she acquiesced to that and no longer had any hesitancy about giving her pussy up to him. Still she insisted on complete secrecy about her role at his office and in his life. The last thing she wanted was for her husband, Gene Jackson, to find out what she was doing and destroy her in her pending divorce proceedings.

Hall's evil nature made him enjoy getting Pamela to tell him every detail of her sexual encounters with his business adversaries. He did this on the Art of War pretext of wanting to know all he could about his "adversary," but in fact, he simply was perversely turned on seeing Pamela blush and squirm her tight ass in her chair when she told him the intimate details of an encounter. How big was the man's penis? Did she have a hard time taking it in her pussy? Did the man exhaust her by pounding her pussy for an hour before he shot his spunk? Was she forced to give him oral sex? Did he shoot in her mouth? Did he use her in different positions? Did he cum multiple times?

Pamela, though, in the next room was more concerned with the here and now. Knowing how much Hall needed this contract she felt obligated to do whatever was necessary to secure it, if possible. The gorgeous brunette wanted to do it without having to give up any sexual favors to this large, dull man.

She would never give an inch to a client without the secure knowledge that the effort was necessary for the deal to be sealed. So, she watched the Texan cast a furtive glance at her beautiful long legs, and she smiled when he playfully suggested getting a drink later. Pamela giggled, shifted in her chair and bent slightly towards the man to expose the soft flesh of her big breasts, and told him that she wanted to make sure that they would be doing business on a regular basis before she would talk about "playing."

Pamela tried to assess the Texan. He was certainly cocky and somewhat arrogant. He was also clearly boorish. She knew that this might be a sign that he was actually not confident that this gorgeous, sophisticated brunette would have any interest in a rube like him. Pamela boldly decided to intimate that Hall believed that the man didn't have the authority to enter into a contract on his own. She told him that Hall thought he had been sent by his father so that the deal couldn't be completed.

She coolly watched as the man responded to the slight in a gruff manner. A nerve had clearly been struck in the man and he asserted that he had the authority to do whatever he wished. He clearly wished to be thought of as having power although he was probably in his late 20's and just an errand boy for his father.

Then why not get the deal done right now, she asked?

His reply sent a shiver of fear down her spine.

"I might be persuaded later tonight, ma'am, if you play your cards right."

Pamela felt a knot in her stomach. "Gosh," she thought, "I don't want to do this."

Because the volume was muted so that the two in his office could not hear, Hall could not hear the teasing bantering that Pamela and Dale, the Texan representing a large oil company, were engaged in, and he wished that he could hear what was going on. Instead, he was irritated by the sight of this big Texan whose will he had been unable to bend to his own.

He shook his head with some aggravation and stared at the screen with a stony face. His mind was in the next room and as far away from a sexual thought as could be. He needed the contract on his terms and saw Pamela only as a tool. The Texan's foolish grin only served to irritate the sophisticated Hall even more. He began to doubt that Pamela could work her magic on this large simpleton.

Hall switched off the television.

Within a few minutes, the door opened to the conference room. Pamela entered in a bit of a rush and closed the door behind her.

"Can you give me the contract?" she asked in a near whisper.

Hall looked at the tall, gorgeous woman. "Is he going to sign it?" he asked.

"I don't know - maybe." The woman took the paperwork that Hall handed her. "I'm going to go have a drink at his hotel with him. I'm going to take the contract with me."

Hall noticed that Pamela didn't ask him for permission to take the document. There was a nervous edginess to the woman that he recognized as coming on before she had sexual encounters. She took the folder from Hall and put it in her portfolio. Her large breasts were rising and falling within her tight silky blouse. He kept himself from smiling.

Almost as an afterthought, Pamela spoke. "I'm going to use the limo. I'll get back as soon as I can."

*****

About an hour later, the security desk on the first floor buzzed Hall's office. Hall picked up his phone.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Mr. Hall, I'm very sorry to bother you. There is someone down here who says that she has an appointment with you."

"Well, who is it?" Hall asked impatiently. He didn't remember making an appointment.

"Mr. Hall, I probably shouldn't have called you. She won't even give me her name. But she is insisting that she has an appointment with you."

Hall switched on his monitor and went to the front desk screen.

He didn't recognize the young woman standing at the desk, although his curiosity was peeked by her youthful beauty.

"Screen her, Jim. Then escort her to my office."

"Yes, sir, Mr. Hall."

A few minutes passed before there was a knock at Hall's office door. The security man paused a moment and then opened the door.

Hall was seated behind the desk working. As he looked up he saw a tall brunette being let into his office. He nodded to the security guard to close the door and leave.

The young woman slowly walked in. She wore a fashionable mini-skirt that emphasized her slender waist as well as a thin sweater blouse that clung to her body, outlining her ample chest. Her gorgeous face was tanned and her lips rosy. Long brown hair hung girlishly down her shoulders.

"What can I do for you, young lady?" Hall inquired.

"M.. Mr. Hall," the young woman began hesitantly. "I really needed to see you about my dad."

"And, who might that be?"

"Gene Jackson," she said. "I'm Laura Jackson."

Hall was thunderstruck! What was this about?

"I know your father," he said trying to feel out the purpose of the visit. "What can I do for you?" Hall watched the young woman search for words. Her face was sweet and innocent. Her big hazel eyes looked at him with some trepidation, it appeared.

Hall wondered what she knew. Did she know her mother had just been here? Did she even know that her mother worked for him?

After he saw her nervousness, Hall decided to let her talk. That was always the best way to find out what was going on. He resolved to let her do the talking.

"Well, daddy told me that you have been real upset with him at his work."

She still calls him "daddy," Hall thought to himself.

"Does your father know that you're here? This is really between men."

"N.. no. I don't want him to know. He wouldn't want me to get involved in his work. But I know it would be awful if he lost his job. He and my mom are separated. He's going through a lot of problems. I know that he'd never make it if he lost his job. I don't want that to happen."

"But it really doesn't involve you," Hall said. "Does your mother know that you're here?"

"No, no, no," she said hurriedly. "She doesn't even know that I know about dad's problems. I'm afraid that if she finds out, she'll think that she has to get a job and that will be the end of everything between her and my dad. I'm only here for two weeks."

Hall's mind worked quickly. So she doesn't know that Pamela works for me. Of course not, he thought. Pamela isn't going to want her to know that she's sacrificing to put her through school.

"I don't have anything to say to you, Laura. Your dad has made his bed; he must now sleep in it." Hall looked down at the papers on his desk.

There was a palpable silence. Hall refused to look up.

"Why would you ruin him?" she asked quietly.

"I am not ruining him, young lady. He ruined himself! He deserves to be disbarred. He allowed an associate of his to neglect my business. He neglected his duties to me! It cost me thousands of dollars." Hall feigned anger.

"I... I know that," she said. "But he's been going through a lot. I know that he has been."

"Well, I don't give a damn, Laura. I'm sorry to be abrupt, but you need to go. I've already prepared the paperwork to have him disbarred."

"Please don't do that," she pleaded.

Hall looked sternly at the beautiful brunette. He felt his cock stiffen as he stared at the beauty seated before him. The mini-skirt had scooted up her long legs and was revealing her smooth thighs. "Young lady, we're through talking." He nodded at the door.

Laura felt a lump in her throat. She had to do something. She'd told herself that she wouldn't leave until she had a promise from him. She stared at Hall's cold eyes, searching for any sign of sympathy.

There was none.

She screwed up her courage but couldn't speak.

Hall watched as her large, up-turned breasts rose and fell nervously beneath her tight sweater. He knew that she was close to capitulating.

"Please," she said simply.

"Ms. Jackson, do I need to have you removed from my office?"

"I'll do anything!" she said. She said it so rapidly, that it surprised even her own ears. Her face began to redden. "I'll do anything," she repeated. "Please, just tell me how I can change your mind."

Hall appeared unfazed.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"I just turned twenty-one."

"You don't know what you're saying," he told her.

"I... I do know," she stammered. "I'm a woman."

"But you've never dealt with a man like me."

"I know that," she admitted. "But I am willing to do anything."

Hall studied her determined face.

"Anything?" he queried.

The young woman hesitated. "Y... yes." She felt her chest would explode, she was so nervous.

"You're here for two weeks?"

"Yes."

Hall stood and walked to the front of his desk. He stood there before the young woman. His eyes drifted to her long, shapely legs. They were perfect. The skirt had gone up to her mid-thigh.

"I drive a hard bargain, young lady."

Laura sat before him, looking up at him, not saying anything. He was struck by the utter perfection of this young woman's face. Her tanned complexion was offset by her big, hazel eyes and perfect nose. Her lips were ripe and red.

Hall laughed to himself when he found himself wondering how this beauty could possibly spring from the seed of Gene Jackson. This was Pamela, twenty-one years ago, he thought!

"You should consider that, before you get into an agreement with me."

"Okay," she said.

"Should you break our agreement in any way, I would not feel any hesitancy in going forward with my plans. Do you understand?"

"Y.. yes."

"I would demand your complete compliance with my every wish for the two weeks that you are here. Understood?"

Hall felt his manhood move. He looked at the young woman. Her big eyes were wide.

She was nervous, but determined. "I understand. But you'll help me afterwards, right?"

"Only if you follow my demands to the letter. Otherwise, I will not."

"Okay." She was clearly gathering courage. "Okay."

"Then, stand up."

Laura felt her legs suddenly become a bit shaky, but she stood as told. She was nearly 5'10" and the high heels that she was in made her less steady on her feet. She clearly wasn't used to wearing heels.

Hall knew that this gorgeous college coed was probably used to wearing jeans and sneakers.

She stood before him feeling very much like an object for his inspection. Despite knowing that she was a college coed, the beautiful, young woman had an air of sophistication to her. Her hair was perfectly cut and her make-up was subtle and subdued. Her neck was regal.

"Let's lose the sweater and skirt," he said, matter-of-factly.

Her heart was beating rapidly, but she tried to not show her nerves. She shook her head and bent at the waist just slightly. Her trembling fingers went to her waist, seeking the bottom of her thin sweater. Carefully, she pulled it over her head.

Hall drew a long breath as she did so. She was magnificent! Her tanned, flat stomach was slender and her chest supported two large melons that were very big for a slender young woman. They were encased in a thin, lacy bra that was obviously very expensive and fancy and forced the womanly flesh together in a most sensuous way.

Hall realized that this young woman had been well-bred.

As he watched, the tall coed nervously searched for the zipper to her skirt. When she found it, she tugged at it a couple of times. Her eyes looked at the man before her and her mind raced. She had had sex several times in her life, but never with anyone older than 21 and always on her terms. Now, she was in territory that she was unfamiliar with. This made her very apprehensive.

She bit her lower lip and tugged the skirt down her long legs. As it pooled at her feet, she gingerly stepped out of it. Now she stood before him only in matching bra and panties. The bikini cut of her panties emphasized the length of her legs to the man before her. The cool air emphasized her near nudity to her. Her knees felt weak as she wondered whether she really was in over her head with this powerful man.

Hall walked around the beautiful coed. When he got behind her, he looked at the swell of her hips and the perfect ass that was encased in the silky material. His cock twitched in his pants. He wanted to take the young woman right then, but decided not to.

He walked in front of her without having touched her beautiful flesh. Laura had no idea what was going on, but he stopped in front of her. He was only a foot from her face. Because of her heels and her height, she was only a couple of inches shorter than the tall older man.

She looked into his steel blue eyes and realized that he reminded her of all of her father's partners at the law firm. These were very powerful men. She had been in awe of them for years. Now, here she stood about to be fucked by a man just like them except that he was even more powerful. Her pussy moistened and her nipples stiffened involuntarily. She tried to not think about what was about to happen.

"Take off your bra."

Laura's mind was awhirl. She reached behind her and felt for the clasp. As she did, she noticed the huge bulge in Hall's trousers. She wondered what she was getting herself into. But her nervous fingers fumbled with the bra until she worked the clasp loose and she felt the bra give way. Still her youthful breasts were covered. That is, until she tugged at the shoulder straps and felt them drop down both shoulders. Then her arms went briefly to beneath her large melons and held the cloth in place, over her nipples, just for an instance.

Recognizing the bargain she had made, she let the bra fall from her body. Her large tits were now open for inspection.

Hall drew in a breath. Her breasts were very round and firm, with little nipples that begged to be sucked. Even with their size, Hall thought at least a D-cup, they were high on her chest with no sag.

The man could no longer contain himself. Looking at the exquisite jewel before him, wearing only a skimpy pair of pink panties and heels, Hall took her by the hand and led her to a tall, cushioned bar chair in a corner of his office. Her soft hand in his caused his tool to stiffen. The sight of her youthful ass beneath the little panties was equally arousing.

Her big eyes betrayed some apprehension about what he wanted her to do, but she stepped on the rung and placed her perfect bottom on the cushion. Then she crossed her long legs as she watched the man disrobe. She had never been in a situation like this before and she tried to keep her wits about her. She had a nervous flutter in her stomach as she watched Hall undress.

When he was nude but for his boxers, Laura found her own breathing slightly shallow and rapid. Her nerves were clearly on edge. She had never watched anyone get undressed with such deliberateness as Hall. He studied the young coed as he undressed. He noticed her large melons rising and falling with her breathing, the pretty nipples already showing a slight stiffness to them.

Hall wanted to see her reaction when he pulled his cock out. He was not disappointed.

Her eyes widened when she saw him pull down his boxers and his massive, semi-erect cock hung down like a thick, fleshy hose. Beneath the huge organ was a big, fleshy sac that enclosed his two balls and hung heavily from between his legs. Laura had never seen anything like it and it sent a chill down the young woman's spine. How could any woman take that inside her, she wondered?

The man walked the few steps to her and with one hand uncrossed her legs. The skin on her firm legs was so soft that he was amazed. He stepped between her sexy legs and both of his hands went to her waist. He glanced at her flat stomach and bare torso. As he held her, he leaned in to kiss the young woman.

Laura was an experienced kisser and while she fumbled with her hands, not knowing quite where to place them, she found Hall's tongue within her mouth darting expertly. She tried to maintain her composure while he kissed her. Obviously she had never kissed a man even remotely close to his age. She closed her eyes and let nature take its course.

When he released her from the kiss, she looked down to the huge organ which was still not completely erect, but perfectly aligned with her silk covered pussy because of the height of the chair. The width of his cock was inordinate as well, she thought.

Eventually, her hands found their way to his naked shoulders and lightly embraced the man she thought was about to fuck her. Hall's hands went to her tits and began massaging them expertly. Laura leaned back against the padded back of the chair. Her legs were splayed wide as Hall occupied the area between them. As he played with her titties, she moaned softly.

"Ahhhh," she mewled. Her pussy was on fire!

"Lift your ass," the big man directed.

Laura lifted her buttocks up off the chair a couple of inches. Hall tugged vigorously at the panties and they slid to the middle of her muscular, tanned thighs. Hall noticed that the coed's pussy was shaved smooth. Then, without any warning, Hall stepped from between her spread legs and grabbed her calves and pushed both legs up in the air. Laura was nearly bent in two at the waist. Her perfect thighs were held together by the panties and her naked pussy slit peeked out from between her long legs. Her sexy columns were straight and up in the air, crossed at the ankles, when she felt Hall position himself and begin to push his large cock into her little pussy.

Hall watched the coed's eyes widen as he began to push into her tight cunt. Even pushing the head of his penis inside her was a struggle, she was so tight. He was rock hard by now, though, and he was determined to fuck this young woman immediately. He wished that Gene Jackson could witness what he was doing to the beautiful Laura.

Laura was in an awkward position as he began to enter her young pussy. The flexibility that she had gained from working out at the gym was evident now. But that wasn't the problem. The problem was his cock was too big for her.

As she looked at the man's face, she knew that she would have trouble accommodating his large penis in her pussy. She knew that she needed to spread her long legs wide to open herself up to this deflowering, but the position of her panties kept her from spreading her legs. As if he sensed her desire to spread her thighs, Hall wrapped one of his arms around her legs to hold them in place. The backs of her thighs were now touching his torso and extended to above his shoulders.

The university coed grimaced in discomfort as he began pushing his cock inside her. Her hands went to the back of her knees and she supported her legs with her hands. She bit her lip, but a groan escaped her beautiful lips when his large organ tried to push through the opening of her sex.

"Ohhhh. Ohhhhh," she moaned. One of her manicured hands went to his chest in a feeble defensive attempt to keep the man at bay. There was no way she could take that big cock in her inexperienced pussy!

"You're... too... ughhhh ... big," she cried. "Ahhhh!" She tried to tell herself to be quiet. She mistook her inability to accommodate Hall's cock for immaturity and didn't want to let on that she had never fucked a cock that big.

Hall didn't need to be told that. He knew she was inexperienced.

He pushed up against the unyielding pussy. He held the young woman in place with the arm wrapped around her long legs while his other hand went behind her to her lower back. He held her immobile as he drove his rigid tool inside her.

"Aaaaaaiiiiieeeee!" she cried pitifully as the stiff meat disappeared within her quivering pussy. "Owww!" She felt as if she was being split in two!

Hall drove his cock until his pubic hair was pressed flatly against her bare cunt. He had planted his large rod deep within her moistening crevice.

Laura felt completely stuffed by the big cock. Never had she had anything approaching that filling her pussy. How could that have fit within her, she wondered.

Hall expertly worked his stiff cock in the beautiful coed, drawing back only inches before thrusting back within her. He felt her juices bathing his fleshy organ.

As her youthful pussy moistened, she noticed the discomfort subsiding. It was replaced by a gradual feeling of arousal and the exquisite feeling of his boner, thick and hard, opening her love hole as never before.

As soon as he was began to pound the coed with a steady rhythm, pulling nearly out and then pounding back in again, he let loose of her legs and back and his hands covered her large breasts.

Laura's own hands now went to the panties that had so restricted the movements of her long legs. She moved them from her thighs over her knees and then got one of her legs out of the silky garment. She watched shamefully as the panties slid down the other leg nearly to her hip and hung wantonly there. She spread the beautiful columns into a V and allowed the older man complete access into her young pussy. Her young face was crimson, now, and her breasts shook with each impact of the man's pelvis. Her ankles were next to Hall's ears.

As the man fucked her, she let him have full access to her vagina. Quickly, the coed felt Hall stiffen, shudder and begin to shoot his hot sperm deep into her love hole. She came quickly but quietly, too, trying not to let on that she had climaxed. But Hall knew from watching her eyes and feeling her hands tighten their grip on his shoulders that she had reached orgasm and spasm after spasm washed over her sexy body.

He finished emptying his heavy sac into her pussy and then allowed his huge cock to gradually shrink within the beautiful coed's bare sex. Laura let her legs lower slowly from above and come to rest around Hall's thighs. Instinctively, she kept the powerful man's cock within her pussy as long as possible.

Without being told, she had learned from her mother that this was a way that a young woman could attain her goals and capture the protection of a powerful man. She realized that her own juices, intermingled with Hall's seed, were now seeping onto her smooth inner thighs.

As Hall regained his own bearings, he looked into her striking eyes. She leaned forward to kiss the older man, but he simply pulled his cock out of her tight pussy and walked away, humiliating the young woman, and leaving her with her tanned legs spread wide.

"Write your cell phone number down for me. I'm going to call you."

She knew that he had used her simply as a receptacle for his lust.

*****

Pamela had rushed back to Hall's office with the signed contract. She had endured the indignities necessary to get it signed and felt certain that Hall would be very pleased.

When she saw him, he appeared unusually uninterested and lethargic. Even as he pressed her for details, she recognized that he didn't have the edge to him that he had exhibited earlier that afternoon.

After several minutes, he motioned her to him and pulled his suit pants down. His large cock sprang into view, but it was not as stiff as she would have supposed it to be. He was ordinarily very aroused after a deal had been struck.

Knowing what he wanted, though, Pamela went around his desk and knelt between his thick thighs. His cock was semi-erect. She brushed her hair behind her ear and lowered her ripe lips to his cock.

His cock smelled of pussy and her tongue felt the crusty issue of a woman's pussy on his dong. Her eyes opened wide at the pungent taste and smell of pussy, but she said nothing and continued to give the man head. Who had he fucked while I was away, she wondered?

Why did he humiliate her this way, she wondered? Nonetheless, she continued to clean his cock with her saliva until she felt him reach erection and eventually he came deep in her throat.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 21

by Exbiidelhi2012©

No one who knew Hall would have been surprised that Laura walked out of his office with her bra and panties in her purse and a large load of his hot spunk still in her vulnerable pussy. There was an obvious look of shock on her beautiful face as she walked toward the security desk. The guard smiled at the tall, shapely young woman and noticed that her nipples were still quite erect and obvious beneath her thin sweater.

As he looked her in the eyes, he knew that Hall had fucked a real beauty! Young pussy, at that!

Laura smiled weakly back at the man. Did he know she had just been fucked, she wondered? She felt humiliated and wanted to get the older man's semen out of her vagina as quickly as possible, but she didn't want to stop to do this in his office building. The volume of cum was so great and the thick liquid still so warm and dense inside her that the coed felt that she surely was in danger of having been impregnated by the powerful man.

"Hall nailed her," the guard thought to himself. Hall's reputation as a pussy hound was well known amongst the employees of his office tower. The number of beautiful, young women that he had supposedly fucked was legendary. Of course, they discussed it in hushed tones.

As Laura walked gingerly towards the exit, her eyes were wide open and her lips parted. Her big, firm titties rose and descended on her chest. The guard noticed that the fleshy orbs swayed noticeably beneath the thin material.

"Hall must have thrown her out of the office before she even had a chance to recover from the fuck!" he thought to himself. He felt his cock stiffen as he looked at the beautiful, young coed and thought about what had just happened to her.

As she walked past him he looked at the tight skirt and knew from the lay of the fabric that her buttocks were naked beneath the cloth. She walked on slightly wobbly legs.

The middle-aged man thought quickly. He wanted to get a better look at her, she was so incredible.

"Miss, you need to sign out."

Laura looked at the man. She continued walking.

"Miss," he now said emphatically, "you must sign out."

"Oh," Laura replied. "I'm sorry." She began walking towards him.

His eyes took in her entire body. The brown haired beauty walked to the desk and placed her small purse down next to the ledger. She felt the heat from the guard's eyes peering over her sweater's neckline to her naked breasts as she bent to sign out.

The guard got a view of her full tits as she bent. He rose slightly trying to see her nipples, but Laura's left hand went to her sweater to hold it as she signed.

Her eyes looked up and she saw the man staring at her tits. Then as she stood she noticed that he was looking at her purse which was slightly open. Her panties were visible from the top.

"Oh my god!" she thought. Her neck and face flushed red.

"I hope you enjoyed your time here," he said with a grin.

Laura grabbed her purse and turned to get out of the building. She was humiliated! She walked hurriedly away.

As she drove home, Laura's mind was a million miles away. The fuck she had just been thrown was nothing like she had ever experienced before in its intensity. She didn't know whether she had gotten what she wanted or not. She felt certain that he would keep his end of the bargain. But, what a bargain he had driven! She felt herself tremble at the thought! To the extent that he was willing to help her, she had been forced to accept his harsh terms of accessing her flesh! And access, he had.

"I wonder what he's going to want me to do?" she thought.

***** The shame that Pamela felt was intense when she got home from Hall's office. Why did she have to endure such humiliating sexual encounters she wondered? Yet she knew the answer.

She poked her head in Laura's room and saw her beautiful daughter in deep slumber on her bed. Pamela smiled to herself because Laura was lying atop the bed wearing only a short t-shirt and thong. As she slept on her stomach, her long tanned legs and buttocks were naked except for the silky cloth that separated her shapely buttocks.

She's gotten too used to walking around her college apartment half-nude, Pamela thought. She remembered being that way herself when she was in college. She had been a shy high school girl until her first year in college. Then she became comfortable walking around the dorm clad in only her panties. Most of the girls did it.

She smiled at the thought of her own past. Her beautiful face, perfect breasts and lean legs made her the envy of most of the girls. She remembered that she warmed to the idea of lounging nearly nude as a way of warding off competitors for the young men that she was interested in. Of course, she didn't let on that that was what she was doing.

Pamela went to a dresser drawer and pulled out a blanket. Then she covered her daughter with it and silently left the room.

"Yes, that's why I did what I did," she whispered to herself. A scene from this afternoon's rendezvous with the big Texan flashed through her mind. As shameful as it made her feel, she felt a real sense of satisfaction that she was able to provide for Laura. She wasn't dependent on Gene's partnership ratio anymore. She never wanted to tell Laura that her father had refused to pay for her college and that she was doing so entirely from her salary with Hall. No matter what she had to do, Laura was worth it!

She went to her bedroom, closed the door and began to undress. She was tired and sore.

When she was down to her bra and panties, she padded barefoot to the tub and began to draw a hot bath for herself. She needed to relax after what she had been through. The large Jacuzzi tub looked very enticing as it filled. Pamela poured in some bubble bath and watched the immediate effect. Taking an elastic cloth from the edge of the tub, she knotted her hair above her head and wrapped it with the scrunchy to keep it dry during her bath. Her tanned, sculpted body was magnificent. The mirrors surrounding the bath gave her a view of herself from all angles.

Her hands went to the front of her bra and unhooked the clasp. Both cups parted and her very large titties fell free. She then stepped out of her panties, letting them drop to the floor. Pointing a foot, she dipped her toe into the hot water and slowly stepped into the bath. She covered her breasts with her hands as she descended into the water.

She closed her big, brown eyes and let her mind drift as she soaked in the hot water. Her mind reluctantly went back to the afternoon hours she had spent with the big Texan.

Dale's behavior during the ride to his five-star hotel was boorish. Pamela was a sophisticated woman who despised such conduct. The Texan was too dull to realize this or too certain of his power to care.

Between his staring unabashedly at her legs and cleavage and his remarks about everything being "bigger" in Texas, Pamela wanted to scream at his insolence and lack of civility. Instead, she ignored it. She knew that she was coming across as an ice lady, but she couldn't force herself to act interested in this dullard.

When they walked in his room, he turned to Pamela.

"Get undressed and get in bed," he said. "I need some of what you got."

He turned to the bathroom and without closing the door began to urinate loudly into the toilet.

When he came out of the bathroom, he found Pamela sitting at the edge of the bed, fully clothed. His face revealed his annoyance.

"I thought I told you to get naked," he said rudely.

Pamela responded coolly.

"Not so fast. Not until you sign this contract, Dale."

"That's Mr. Williams to you," he said. "Hall won't like hearing that his women are rude to me."

Pamela decided not to concede nor challenge this point.

"Nonetheless, it needs to be signed," she replied. She noticed his eyes drifting to the expanse of thigh revealed by her short skirt.

She saw the hesitancy in the Texan's face. She knew that Hall had overpriced the contract believing that he could hoodwink the younger man. The Texan's father was trying to groom his son for the role of CEO and realized that he probably not up to the task. Nonetheless, the father's hope still existed.

Dale's dull countenance seemed to waver between his knowledge that his father would be upset at the poor terms of the contract that he had negotiated and his physical desire to fuck this beautiful woman.

Pamela knew that he was on the brink of signing. For the first time, she smiled softly at the huge, young man. Her hands went to her thick hair and pulled out the clip which pinned it behind her head. It fell around her gorgeous face.

"We're wasting time..." she said in a near whisper. She looked him squarely in the eyes giving him her best "fuck me" look.

The lascivious man could not resist the temptation.

"Where do I sign?" he asked.

Pamela stood and began to pull the papers from her portfolio.

Dale sat his huge form at the desk next to the bed.

As she began to point him to the signature lines, one of his large hands began to roam under her skirt. It reached the swell of her firm buttocks and stroked her soft flesh from outside her underwear. When he finished signing the first page, he paused and tugged hard on Pamela's panties, getting them about half way down her soft thighs before his hand went to her pussy.

Pamela spread her long legs and let him have access to her ass cheeks and pussy. She was ashamed to be getting wet because of his touch, but she wasn't about to lose control of herself.

She turned the page and indicated that the man should sign the next page as well. His right arm was around the back of her naked thighs and his hand was up her disheveled skirt, playing with her ass. But he used his left hand to sign where she indicated.

When she turned to the next page, Pamela picked up the hotel phone and dialed the limo driver's phone number. By the time it rang, her jacket and blouse lay on the hotel room floor and her skirt was around her waist revealing the black thigh-high silk stockings that encased her long legs.

Dale pulled at the panties until they were pooled at her ankles. She stepped out of the silky item while he stroked her pussy from between her ass cheeks. Her legs felt a bit unsteady on the very high heels that were strapped to her feet. She stuttered over the phone.

Her pussy moistened as he felt her up.

She knew she needed to hurry him.

She pointed where Dale was to sign on the third page.

As embarrassed as she was to let the driver know that she was in a hotel room as opposed to the restaurant, she told the driver the room number and asked him to come up to the room. She was not going to take the chance that Dale would grab and destroy the paperwork after he had had sex with her.

The Texan unsnapped her bra and pushed it roughly off of her shoulders. It fell to the floor.

Pamela was ashamed, but her nipples were perfectly erect on the large, firm orbs.

"Looks like you don't mind this one bit," the dull man said. She was now nude but for the stockings and heels.

Dale stood and began awkwardly trying to kiss Pamela while removing his own clothing.

The signing was complete for no more than ten seconds when there was a knock at the door.

Pamela pulled away from Dale, who was finishing stripping down nude while trying to fondle the woman, and stuffed the paperwork into the leather portfolio.

As shameful as it was, Pamela had to get the executed documents out of the room. She opened the door and peeked out from behind it. She saw the surprised look on the limo driver's face. He was not a naïve man, but he had not expected to find this gorgeous, sophisticated woman calling him mid-fuck either.

When she opened it slightly wider to pass the portfolio out of the room, revealing her nude arm and shoulder, Dale arrived behind her, completely nude, pawing at her naked breasts. This was not visible to the driver, but he could see the fleshy, naked chest of the Texan and saw his hands go to Pamela's tits.

Pamela's eyes widened in shock and shame.

"Ohhhh!" she cried involuntarily. "Take this."

The driver took the case and Pamela quickly shut the door, but not before the driver heard the Texan.

"Come here, baby. I want to fuck me some of that high-class pussy." The last thing the driver heard was a high pitched laugh coming from the man.

The driver chuckled to himself. "I hope that Hall pays that poor woman enough for what she's about to go through!" he thought to himself. "That idiot is going to fuck her silly."

Pamela felt herself being pulled to the bed and flung down on it, big breasts jiggling erotically and long legs splayed open wide. She looked at the huge Texas as he dropped himself on her and saw his mammoth cock jutting menacingly from his torso.

Dale pounced on the bed, his huge body quaking the mattress. His head went to the juncture of her tanned legs and his wide mouth was on her pussy as she tried unsuccessfully to close them. As she struggled to figure out what was going on, Dale adjusted his arms around her upper thighs, pinning his head between the soft flesh of her strong legs.

She tried to wiggle her buttocks away from the man but he was too strong for her and her struggling merely seemed to turn the man on.

"No!" she said assertively. Her mind was a blur.

"Oh, I like a little fight in a filly," he said stupidly. His words were slightly muffled because he was kissing and licking her inner thighs.

Pamela gripped the bed sheets and her upper body thrashed as she struggled with the man. She didn't want to make any noise which might alarm hotel guests, but she didn't want to just be taken in any way that the man wanted. She looked at the big head between her legs and was taken by how incongruous it appeared there. His hair was very closely cropped and her hands had no effect on him when she put them on his head.

The big Texan's mouth went to Pamela's slit and covered it sensuously. As he held her legs spread, she felt the flick of his thick tongue into her pussy. He lapped the love slit with his saliva covered tongue and Pamela squirmed in response.

"Oh my god!" she thought. "I can't lose control!" Her high heels dug into the sheets.

The Texan pushed his long tongue into Pamela's pussy. When it retreated, it expertly flicked at her clit. Her hands went to his fleshy shoulders and her nails dug into his flesh. It had no effect.

Dale kissed her inner thighs and worked a finger deep into her pussy.

Pamela could not deny it, he worked her pussy expertly! Dale felt some of the tension disappear from the gorgeous woman's thighs. Feeling that he controlled her, Dale let his hands roam from her thighs to her large tits. His fingers began to tug harshly at the rubbery tips of her breasts. If they could be brought to any further erection, they certainly were.

He feasted on her pussy, lapping vigorously and deeply within her love hole. The taste of her honey pot was exquisite!

Pamela was nearly on fire, now.

He came up for air from his tonguing and crawled up between her legs. Pamela saw his dull eyes looking lustily at hers, but what struck her was the disgusting wetness of his mouth and chin. Her pussy juices were intermingled with his saliva.

Before she could move, his face covered hers and she felt the man's thick tongue in her mouth. She had never tasted her own cunt before but she now got a full dose!

Her legs were splayed widely beneath the man and his hands were pawing harshly at her nipples and breasts.

His sexual aggression was relentless!

The statuesque brunette was dwarfed by the huge man. Her hands went to his pasty chest to try and ward him off but it was to no avail. He was simply too big, too heavy and strong to keep him from doing what he wanted.

He pivoted over her and shifted his large body nimbly on the bed. Pamela knew what he was doing but was powerless to stop him. As his head neared the juncture of her beautiful thighs again, she was presented with his mammoth cock at her mouth. She had never been in a 69 position before.

The Texan's face delved deeply at Pamela's quaking vagina and his tongue began to work her over.

This could not make the sophisticated woman overcome her disgust at the Texan's fat belly that now lay on her body and the bloated, pasty thighs that surrounded her face. But she was stunned at the size and width of his manhood. His penis was oversized and rock-hard!

She pushed gently at his hips so that he would draw them away from her face. He went slightly up on his knees which relieved the pressure of his body on hers. Wanting to keep him happy to not be lying completely atop her, Pamela's hands went to his giant cock and guided the head to her mouth.

Opening wide, she took the fleshy head of the cock between her lips and began to suckle on the rubbery tip. The reaction was immediate.

Dale's face came up from Pamela's pussy.

"Oh, my god!" he said. "Suck my cock! Suck my cock!"

He pumped his hips down towards Pamela's mouth.

"That's awesome! You're sucking like a ten dollar whore!"

The beautiful woman gagged at the statement and the stiff invasion. Her wide-open eyes saw the bloated sac containing his two giant testicles at her forehead.

She opened her throat to be able to accommodate him further. He felt her bobbing her head upwards on his stiff penis.

As if prodded by this cock suck, Dale growled.

"Aaaarrrrrrggggghhhhh," was the only sound from his throat and he dove down into her pussy once again, ravishing it with his tongue.

*****

Dale watched as his long, thick cock disappeared between the legs of this beautiful woman. Her lush buttocks made a perfect presentation, sticking up sensuously in the air for his cock. The backs of her thighs were silky smooth. He stroked the soft flesh of her ass and thighs as he fucked her.

He was on his knees behind her pounding her without mercy. They had been fucking now, non-stop, for over forty-five minutes and when his hands left the soft flare of her hips and rubbed her perfect back, he could feel the light sheen of perspiration covering the woman's splendid body.

He grinned. She was feeling this, okay! He would make her pay for being such a snooty bitch to him! He had lost count of how many orgasms the beautiful woman had had, but she had certainly cum hard and vocally!

"Thwack! Thwack!" His beefy hand spanked loudly on her ass.

"Come on, move that ass!" he growled.

"Uhhhh," she moaned. "Uhhhh!"

Pamela tried to comply with his demands, but the fact was that she was taking his big cock as well as she could.

"Thwack!!!" The last was the hardest of all.

"UHHHH!" Pamela moaned pitifully. With the last slap, she arched her back further, giving the mean Texan better access to her cunt. She then began to shake her buttocks and try to squeeze his turgid rod with her pussy. Despite her best efforts and several climaxes herself, she had not been able to bring the big Texas to crisis.

She felt his big hand grab her hip again and hold her steady as he rhythmically pumped his huge manhood into her quaking pussy from behind her.

He looked back and saw her stocking encased calves rise from the bed with each spank. This amused the man.

"Thwack, thwack!"

The black high-heeled shoes came off of the bed several inches.

"Uhhh," she moaned again. "Uhhh." The moan was a low, guttural sound from the beautiful woman's lungs.

The blood rushed to her buttock and caused a pinkish glow to her ass cheek.

Pamela was on her knees and elbows. Her large melons hung from her chest and the nipples dragged on the soft sheets of the bed when she lowered herself down a bit. There had not been a moment's break in the fucking and her high heels had stayed on her feet.

The initial invasion of her pussy by his oversized cock was uncomfortable, and continued to be, but she was now intent on finishing him as quickly as possible. That was proving to be a problem as he continued fucking her with no sign of climax.

*****

Pamela was on her back bearing the full weight of the huge man above her. Her pussy was filled tightly with the man's rigid tool and he pumped madly into her love hole. Her lovely arms were wrapped around the man's back. Her nails dug into his back as she struggled to take the massive cock without crying out! His energetic fucking was nearly mindless! He was kissing and sucking and softly biting her neck, shoulders and breasts as he drove the thick rod in and out of her soaked pussy.

He was like a bull that she fought to tame with her cunt.

Pamela looked into his frenzied eyes and he lifted his torso off of her body. His hands went to her long legs and pulled them up. The long columns were stretched awkwardly with her calves being held back and wide open by the man's hands as he fucked her love hole.

Pamela looked at her high heel shoes which were now near his wide shoulders. His hands moved to the woman's thighs and he continued to pump his huge, stiff organ vigorously in and out of her stretched cunt.

She knew that he was close! She watched the muscles in his chest and his face twitching in a grimace of sexual pleasure. Her eyes moved down between their bodies and she saw the mammoth penis driving between her legs. She knew that she had been completely sexually vanquished by him and knew that he realized that himself.

He continued pumping his rigid member into her yielding belly. Having been so sexually outdone by the dull man, Pamela wished that this final climax that neared would only be his.

Unfortunately, Pamela was again nearing climax herself. "Why had her body betrayed her so readily with this animal?" she wondered.

She could almost feel his boiling seed churning in his testicles as they slapped loosely against her ass.

Then, suddenly, she saw his eyes glaze and his face contort.

"Aaaaaaarrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhh" he cried out loudly.

Instantaneously, her climax came and she filled the air with her cry.

"Aaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

She felt the man's hot sperm splashing within her grasping vaginal walls. Her thighs flexed and stiffened and her pussy milked the love juice spewing through the hard rod from the man's big balls.

Pamela bit her lower lip and pumped her ass furiously onto the invading penis. As pinned as she was, she couldn't work her ass as she normally would, but she was determined to capture whatever sordid pleasure she could. Her fingernails dug deeply into his skin as she held onto him for dear life. His orgasm seemed to go on forever, as he literally filled the woman's cunt with his hot, white seed.

For the length of the orgasm, they were like two animals satisfying their nearly insatiable lust!

*****

As Pamela soaked in the tub, she noticed the bruising near her large aureoles from the Texan's mouth. She shook her head in disbelief. She had never had sexual intercourse with anyone as animalistic as this dull Texan. She had endured a great deal, including a hard pounding from him, then the limo driver's leer (or was she just imagining that?) and finally a blow job for Hall, but she knew that her Laura was worth it.

*****

Laura's peaceful slumber was interrupted by the ring of her cell phone.

"Hello?" Her voice sounded weak.

"Laura. This is Hall. Meet me at the Regis Hotel restaurant tonight at 8. Dress to kill. Don't be late. Understood?"

Laura's mind swirled. "Uh... yes. Where is that?"

"Look it up. Don't be late."

"Okay," she whispered. After Hall hung up, she looked at her clock. She only had a couple of hours.

*****

Laura walked into the living area of the house. Her mother sat in a fluffy robe reading a magazine.

Pamela looked up and smiled. "Gosh, you look gorgeous, Laura," she said. "Where are you headed?"

"Just downtown to meet some friends," Laura replied. She shifted uncomfortably on her feet. "I may spend the night with them, so don't wait up, okay?"

Pamela smiled. "Okay. Now take a cab if you have anything to drink, okay?"

Laura smiled back. "I know, I know," she said playfully. "Thanks, Mom!"

"Be careful with the boys - that dress is very short!" Pamela laughed out loud.

"Mom!" Laura protested.

*****

The host ushered Laura to the large, semi-circular booth in a private corner of the restaurant. Laura recognized Hall seated in the center of the booth but knew no one else at the table. She quickly realized that Hall was with four Asian men. The table was covered with cocktail glasses. It was evident that there had been some serious drinking going on.

Also seated at the table were three young American women. The three were very attractive and were each sitting next to an Asian man. Only Hall and the older Asian man were without a female escort.

When Laura reached the table, Hall extended his hand in her direction, obviously bringing her to the older Asians attention. The man, dressed in a very expensive suit, smiled broadly at Laura. As the host pulled the table away from the booth, Hall made the introductions of the men at the table. He noticeably did not introduce the women.

Hall motioned for Laura to sit between him and the older man. The man rose and took her hand in his. The American co-ed towered over the man. Being quite tall and in heels, Laura was probably eight inches taller than the man, who she estimated to be about five feet three or four inches tall. He seemed unable to contain his glee.

As they were seated, Hall told Laura that Mr. Woo was a major Japanese investor in one of Hall's projects. Laura looked at Hall as he spoke but felt a warm hand on the soft skin of her thigh. She turned to Mr. Woo. He peered at her through black rimmed glasses and grinned a toothy grin. She didn't know exactly what to do, so she turned back to Hall without removing the older man's hand.

"If you intend for your father to continue working, you need to keep Mr. Woo very, very happy. Any complaint from him that you are less than enthusiastic will mean your father is out of work," Hall said to Laura. "His English is less than stellar, but he can get his wishes known."

Hall noticed Laura's face suddenly blanch. The beautiful coed glanced down at her legs. The man's hand was atop her crossed legs and he was lightly stroking, occasionally allowing his fingers to run slightly beneath the hem of her mini-skirt. Laura turned to the man with an almost frightened look.

Was Hall asking her to have sex with this old man, she wondered? Instantly she knew that he was. How stupid of her to even think that Hall would just want to have sex with her himself, she thought.

She couldn't do this! There is no way, she thought.

She looked at Hall. He could see the hesitation in her big eyes. "I ... I ...," she started to say. Hall could almost see the beautiful young woman running out of the restaurant.

"I've never . . . been with ..." she hesitated.

Hall decided that threatening her would not be smart. Instead he tried to reassure her while letting her remember the stakes.

"You'll do fine, baby," Hall assured her. "Just lay back and enjoy it," he said. "These other girls do it for a living," he whispered. "I needed a special present for Mr. Woo."

So she was a "present" for this old Japanese man! She took a long drink out of the cocktail which had been put in front of her.

Laura looked at the other good looking American women at the table. She was shocked! They were prostitutes? They looked like well dressed twenty-something professionals. They were smiling and laughing and hanging on to the men they were with. Of course, all of those men were much younger, and consequently, much better looking than Woo.

She took another long pull on the drink. Out of the corner of her eyes she glanced nervously at the man she was expected to fuck.

His hand had not really moved much up her leg, but it lay there as if he owned her young, American flesh.

"You'll be doing your father a big favor," Hall reminded her. He noticed her large tits rising and falling nervously on her chest.

Hall looked Laura in the eyes. "Laura, just do what comes naturally. Take care of him. Don't forget our deal."

Her mind swirled. She didn't think that she could pull this off. She needed to get out now. But what would happen to her father? She finished the cocktail and another was put in front of her. She nervously drank the cocktail quickly.

She was not really paying attention to what was being said by Hall and Woo. She was disgusted by the prospect of letting this man fuck her, but she hadn't decided to leave either. After hearing Hall and Woo talk past her, laughing heartily, her mind was brought back to the present.

Hall and Woo were discussing ordering dinner. Laura heard her name.

As she looked at Hall, he spoke to her for the first time in several minutes.

"Woo wants to spend a few minutes with you before we eat. Go up with him to his room," he instructed.

"Now?" she replied.

Hall did not respond to her question. Instead, he spoke to the others at the table.

The young woman was struck by his rudeness.

"I thought we should order dinner," he said, "but Mr. Woo has other plans. He is quite taken by Laura and thought that an appetizer before dinner for him would make sense! Would you mind if we wait while he and his date leave for a few minutes? They will be right back."

Laura was humiliated! Hall had basically announced to the table that she and Woo were going to go fuck each other. The others at the table smiled broadly and the men spoke in a teasing tone of voice in a language that Laura did not understand. Woo responded to them in a similar tone.

As the host was called over and pulled the table out for the tall coed and Woo to exit, one of the Asian men teased her: "Laura, we are all very hungry," he said with a thick accent, "we depend on you to make sure Mr. Woo comes back quickly!"

One of the lovely young women said "As gorgeous as she is, they'll be back in 10 minutes!"

With that the table erupted in laughter. Laura felt absolutely ashamed, but she stood on shaky legs and began to gather her purse.

"You can leave that here, Laura," Hall said. "You'll be right back."

He wanted to make sure that she did not leave without coming back.

The beautiful young brunette turned her eyes to Hall. She had a slight look of disbelief on her face. Her nervousness was palpable.

"Oh... okay," she said in a near whisper. Her hands were shaking slightly as they smoothed the material of her short, black dress.

Hall smiled as he watched the coed walk away. Her very short dress exposed her gorgeous legs and fit tightly around her shapely ass. Her beautiful dark hair flowed just past her shoulders and the cut of the back of her dress which plunged down to the small of her back revealed her wonderful body. Only two thin straps went up and over her back to meet the soft material covering her large breasts. Even from behind she was a knock-out!

Hall felt his own groin tighten as he looked at the university coed. All that Woo was going to have to do was push the thin straps off of Laura's shoulders for her womanly breasts to fall free, he thought to himself.

"Hell, Woo going to fuck the shit outta her, and that's only the start of her night," Hall thought with amusement.

Woo was much shorter, much older and obviously not concerned about appearances or her feelings. His arm was around her waist and held the young woman close to his body.

Hall knew what he was doing when he ordered the young coed to have sex with this old Asian man. He wanted to break the young woman in right. She needed to know that she should do whatever he said, whenever he wanted her to do it. This was her first test.

Laura felt as if all the eyes of all of those around her seem to turn in her direction. Sex was always a private, hidden part of her life. In the past, it was sexual tension built up to a need for release of her sexual energy - a quick explosion in orgasm - either as the result of her own probing fingers or at most in the privacy of a dorm room being fucked by a young stud. Always, though, her sexual desires were hidden except during these crises.

Now she felt so exposed! It was horrible walking with the old man like this. It was as if she was being paraded through the restaurant with a sign around her neck saying "I'm a prostitute and I'm about to be fucked!" She felt like such a whore!

It seemed as if the walk through the restaurant and lobby of the hotel took forever, but the elevator doors finally opened. When she saw it was empty, Laura was greatly relieved. Just as the elevator doors were closing, however, a hand appeared and they opened for others to enter. It was two middle aged couples going up to their rooms.

Laura's eyes met the reproachful looks from the two women and the barely hidden lustful looks from the men. Woo was standing slightly behind Laura and both of his arms wrapped the young woman's slender waist. She felt his rigid erection at her leg, but she was mortified by the looks of the others in the elevator as it rose. The mirrors inside the elevator revealed the faces of the two women who made Laura feel like a cheap streetwalker. The reflection also showed Woo's smiling face. There was no doubt he was going to get some pussy!

Finally, it got to their floor and Woo motioned Laura to exit.

As they did, Laura heard the women's caustic comments about her and Woo.

"What is she doing with that?" one woman queried.

"Young women nowadays will do anything for money," was the response.

They had no more entered the man's darkened room than she felt his hands lightly caressing her naked back. Woo switched on the entry light and they moved awkwardly towards the bed.

Laura didn't know what to do. Was she to just get undressed? What did he expect? She felt her knees trembling slightly.

The answer came quick enough as Woo felt her up from behind. She felt him grip her muscular buttocks through her dress. They traveled quickly up her naked back. As his hands quickly pushed the dress' straps off of her shoulders and down her arms, her large breasts fell free. Woo's hands quickly covered the young woman's nipples and began to squeeze the soft, full mounds of flesh that they peaked. Laura felt her rubbery tips spring to attention. She also felt Woo pressing his hard cock against her buttocks. The young coed found a resting place on the back of a chair for her hands as she submitted to his lewd touching.

She glanced down and saw his hands covering her firm mounds. They came nowhere close to being able to cover her big tits. She closed her eyes and felt the electricity flashing through her body. The coed didn't move a muscle as he fondled her breasts. But she was getting pretty turned on by the sexual contact.

Woo let her titties go and Laura felt the rush of cool air hit her perky nipples. His hands went to the short dress and pulled the hem up around her slender waist. Woo stared at the tiny bikini panties that didn't really cover her rounded bottom.

Laura felt him touch her silky black panties and pull them down her long legs, leaving her firm buttocks naked. The crevice perfectly separated her muscular ass cheeks. His cock stiffened noticeably.

As she felt her panties going down to her ankles, Woo tapped her soft thigh and Laura stepped out of the last protection her vulnerable love-slit had to Woo's invasion.

Woo reached down to pick up Laura's panties and stuffed the girlie un-dies into his pocket as a trophy.

Woo paused and looked at the beautiful American coed standing submissively and naked before him. Her long legs and ass were well muscled and perfectly formed. He had to have her. With one hand around her body tugging on a nipple, Woo reached between her soft thighs from behind and probed for her vagina.

Laura shifted her feet a few inches apart, spreading her legs slightly. Her balance was awkward on her high heels, but there was no time to remove them. She felt his fingertip reach her vaginal opening. He rubbed the outside of her pussy with his fingers. She was disgusted that she was wet, but she was. His slender finger made its way into her love hole. The young woman gasped.

"Oh!" she said, but then she regained her composure. The coed felt like an animal on display. Involuntarily, her back arched and her buttocks rose proudly. She let Woo probe her most private part thoroughly.

He did so enthusiastically, further drenching her pussy with her juices. As the one finger churned within her love hole, she felt others touching her mound, rubbing her closely trimmed landing strip. The finger-fucking nearly dropped the beautiful college student to her knees.

Then he withdrew his wet middle finger.

Laura heard the man's voice. "Kneel, please," he instructed.

The innocent coed slowly knelt to a servile position. The moisture in her cunt was nearly dripping between her soft thighs! Her large breasts hung naked -- her nipples stiff and rubbery. Woo was still behind her but made his way to face her. Even on her knees, she was fairly tall. Laura was apprehensive about what would follow. Her worst fears came true.

"You suck cock, please," he asked.

Laura knew that she should run, but she hesitated. Woo unbuckled his trousers and they fell to the floor. He pushed his underwear down and his stiff rod showed itself to the young coed.

Laura's hand went to the base of his stiff penis and held it still. Then she bent slightly and parted her lips to take the man's rod between her beautiful lips. As she closed her lips around the man's warm cock, she closed her eyes.

Woo's fingers worked their way into her thick hair and then dropped to her lovely globes, tweaking the nipples as they did.

The coed was not very experienced, but still thought to herself that Woo was not very well endowed. She bobbed her head gently on his erection, tonguing the underside of his stiff cock. Her tongue swirled around the man's cock. She tried not to think about what she was doing. Her hands went to his skinny legs and held him in place. She was thankful that he smelled very clean and was gentle with her.

She had sucked his cock for only a minute or so when she felt his hands touch her face. She paused her sucking and looked up at the man. Her big eyes appeared very submissive to the older man, especially since his stiff penis was between her lips and he felt her tongue fluttering around his manhood, pleasuring him. He knew he would blow his wad quickly.

Should he let his hot seed fly in her mouth, he wondered? No, better in her beautiful vagina.

She let mouth be moved slowly off of his cock by his hands. It was now a rampart hard-on!

Laura remained on her knees on the carpet while Woo moved around her. Almost at once, she felt his hands go to each shoulder and his wet cock touch the middle of her back. He pushed slightly in the direction of the floor and Laura found herself on her hands and knees.

She knew that he was going to fuck her. She had never been fucked doggie before.

The light cast a strange shadow of the beautiful coed on her hands and knees. Only the dress around her waist and her high heeled shoes remained on her. She could see the shadow of Woo preparing to mount her. He bent his knees and she felt his hard tool press momentarily at her pussy.

"Ohhhhhh," she sighed.

With a single push, it slid in effortlessly and she felt his hips meet her ass cheeks.

"OHHHH!" she uttered, realizing that the man was now inside her to the hilt.

Woo put his hands on her tight ass and began to pound the beautiful pussy kneeling before him. He watched in disbelief as his stiff cock entered and exited the coed's wet pussy. There was a smacking sound with each pump from his cock.

Laura moaned out loud with each bang. She was so inexperienced! Woo realized what a fresh flower was being opened for his pleasure!

"Ahhh."

"Ahhh."

"Ahhh."

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned.

There was no way, though, that Woo could continue in this position. Reluctantly, he let his rigid cock slip from her love hole. His tool was shiny with her vaginal secretions. Laura mewled slightly at the loss of the cock before she regained self-control.

Woo gingerly went to his knees behind Laura. His knees fit snugly between her knees and her legs from her knees to her feet stretched on the carpeted floor of the hotel room.

Laura felt completely shameful being taken on the carpeted floor of a five-star hotel. She wondered how many times the expensive hotel had been the scene of a sordid fucking like hers.

But she had little choice in the matter now.

When the rubbery tip of his penis struck just outside her vaginal entry, Laura reached between her legs and felt the hard, wet penis and directed its head to her trembling love hole. It slid into the smooth passage again.

The old man was fucking her intently while watching the beautiful, young buttocks grind and wiggle sensuously before him. Woo knew that the young woman was intensely aroused. He heard a soft moan from the woman and noticed that she spread her knees slightly to give him better access. Her head also fell in shame.

Woo could see the reflection of Laura and himself in the mirror facing them. As his stiff cock slipped easily in and out of the coed's soaked pussy, he watched his efforts in the mirror. He was quickly being driven to climax by the young beauty's body. His hands loosened their grip on her hips and reached around to the firm, full breasts beneath her. He took the rounded tits in both hands.

As his hands massaged the full globes of woman flesh, he humped his dick as deeply as he could into her pussy. He felt the hot spunk beginning to churn in his balls. He knew he was extremely close to cumming.

Woo reached for Laura's full hair and tugged it towards him. The beautiful coed's head was pulled up. Woo saw Laura's eyes staring at him uncomprehendingly in the mirror. There was a wanton look of lust on her beautiful face. Her ripe lips were wide open and her nostrils were flared as she was ridden hard by Woo.

The older Japanese man could hold his spunk back no longer. He stiffened in climax! He felt his cock begin to spew his hot seed deep in the American coed's pussy. For what seemed like an eternity, his jism shot into Laura's grasping cunt.

His quick climax caught Laura by surprise. She pushed her butt back against his rapidly deflating cock in an effort to bring herself to orgasm. It was no use!

She was so close! She almost whimpered out loud! Please, not yet! But she held her sexual frustration in. She felt so sluttish, rubbing her ass cheeks back at the man's limp cock seeking satisfaction for her whorish needs!

*****

Laura and Woo rejoined Hall and his guests at the table. The young woman was dreadfully ashamed of what the people at the table knew of her, but she tried to maintain her composure. It was difficult. Her chest and breasts were flushed red from the fucking she had just endured. She knew that she would have been and probably would still be the topic of conversation.

The men began talking and laughing.

"Thank you, miss. You were very fast with Mr. Woo! We were very hungry. Sixteen minutes!"

Laura Jackson blushed deeply at their talk but sat next to Hall. She wished she had been able to find her panties, but a quick look around as she stood from the fucking did not reveal where they were. Consequently, she wore no panties.

Hall's hand went between her upper thighs when she sat down. He felt the light moisture of perspiration between her thighs.

"Yeah, he worked her a little bit," he thought to himself.

He turned to Laura and whispered in her ear. "Did you let him fuck you?"

Laura's big brown eyes met his. She hesitated. "Y... yes," she whispered back.

"Good girl," Hall replied, patting the soft flesh of her thigh.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 22

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna sat next to Jackson on the bed. Her soft hand stroked his large member into erection as he lay with his back against the bed's large headboard in a half-sitting position. She forced herself to try to be engaging in their conversation, but her mind was really on getting even with him. He talked of his work and his wife -- much to Sanjna's dismay. All the while, he was caressing her firm tits and the silky soft skin of her inner thighs.

As she felt his penis harden in her hand, Sanjna finally bent down and prepared to take his rigid member in her mouth. Her blue eyes stared at the big cock. The fleshy cock head seemed oddly menacing. She was disgusted, but she forced a smile when she looked up at Jackson staring down at her through his glasses. Pursing her lips, she kissed the swollen cock and then opened her mouth and took the throbbing tip orally. Her slender fingers cupped his heavy testicles with one hand as her other brushed her hair behind an ear.

Jackson groaned aloud as the beautiful blonde bobbed her head, full length, on the huge throbbing penis. Her tongue swirled around the fleshy head of his jerking cock. She felt him put his hands through her hair and grip her ears as she worked up and down his rock-hard manhood.

Jackson stared at her full tits as they hung sensuously from her chest. They were perfectly tanned and formed. "This bitch is still tanning nude," he thought to himself.

He began to fantasize about finding her by her pool, lying out in the nude. His mind drifted to visualizing the beautiful former cheerleader, covered in tanning oil, lying on a pool-side lounge, her firm buttocks being toasted in the sun. "I'd love to give her a surprise fuck by the pool," he thought.

Sanjna began to feel his throbbing reaction to her sucking and she sucked his massive hardness a little quicker. Her pretty head bobbed up and down his erect penis as Jackson watched. Her lips were tightly compressed around the stiff tool and occasionally let out a sucking sound. Her fingers went to his hairy sac and began to play with his bloated testicles.

"Yeah, baby, suck it," Jackson grunted as he watched his beautiful associate performing a fellatio on him. His head dropped back as he soaked in the sensation of having this beautiful, innocent blonde giving him head. His hands left her honey blonde hair and stroked the soft skin of her shoulders. It only intensified the cock suck when he could feel her shoulders rise and drop as she sucked him. Her wonderful tits touched his hairy legs each time she dipped down. He watched in fascination as she would force her mouth down to the base of his cock, taking his large penis completely into her mouth and down her throat.

"Damn, you've learned how to suck cock, Sanjna," he gasped.

The young blue-eyed beauty was mortified to hear him talk like that. But she knew that he was right. "I am a good cock-sucker," she thought to herself shamefully. "He's right, I am a slut." But she didn't want to let on that she despised him.

"Hmmmmm," she hummed. She let her eyes look up at Jackson as if she was acknowledging a great compliment.

God, he loved having this haughty young woman bent over with his cock in her mouth. He thought to himself that he would love to shoot his spunk all the way back to her tonsils about now, but he wasn't finished. No, this was the same young bitch who had rebuffed his advances a few years back. "Look at her now -- she's a fucking slut!" he thought meanly. "No, she may walk out of here after this fuck, but she'll walk out on some fuckin' unsteady legs. She'll be walking like she's been well fucked."

"Baby," he said out loud, "I've got a little present for your pussy." His hands slowed her bobbing head. "Get on your hands and knees; I want to fuck you doggie."

Sanjna felt her face and chest redden at the lewd way that Jackson put this. She knew that she was simply a beautiful receptacle for his lustful spunk. The tanned, former cheerleader knew that she had no choice. She pulled her mouth off of his saliva soaked cock and moved to a doggie position as she felt him getting into position behind her. Her large, firm orbs hung delectably from her chest and her muscular buttocks offered up her little pink slit that peeked out from between her well-formed ass cheeks.

Her beautiful ass was being stroked by both his hands and she felt his stiff dong slapping her soft skin as he positioned himself to enter her yielding body. He pushed her knees wider apart and she felt his hand between her soft thighs. A finger began to explore her love passage. He screwed his digit into the moistened hole. Quickly, he began to probe the dilating slit and began to draw the narrow furrow open.

"AAAaaahhhhh," she moaned.

"I want you real wet, baby," he said as he began to grind a second finger into her pussy. "It won't take long."

Sanjna's head collapsed into a pillow as she maintained her position, letting him explore the smooth passage of her pussy. It was bathing his fingers in juice.

"Oooooooooo," involuntarily escaped her lips. "Ooooooooo," she said as she felt her pussy soaking his pudgy fingers.

He pulled his fingers out and Sanjna felt his hands grasp her hips. His wet fingers felt obscenely sticky against her silky flesh.

Then the thick head of his massive organ came in contact with her vaginal lips. Her tight hips were held in place by the man about to enter her from behind. As she felt him push his thick, stiff cock into her, inch by inch, she yielded to the initial discomfort by groaning again.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh," she mewled. "He's so thick," she thought to herself.

She felt the entire length of his cock push into her love hole. Quickly, he began to pump in and out. It hurt a bit and her mind went red for a moment. Jackson saw her hands grip the bed sheets in a fist and her mouth open and her breathing become labored.

When she came out of this momentary lapse, she felt his hands tightly on her hips and their bodies connected by his stiff flesh and his tawdry rhythm established behind her. He was fucking the young woman intensely.

Then Sanjna heard him laugh.

"Head down, ass up! That's the way she likes to fuck!"

The beautiful blonde groaned in humiliation but she squeezed her vaginal passage around the cock within her and gripped it tightly. She had complete control of her magnificent pussy. If she was going to make her plan work, she needed to go all the way with it. The beautiful, shapely blonde forced herself to turn to the man and smile. She could hardly believe what she saw: a middle-aged, overweight man, on his knees, fucking her perversely.

Jackson looked at the gorgeous smile on the woman he was fucking. Her blonde hair hung around her perfect face as she turned to smile at him. The sight of her shapely ass and legs and her naked body lying submissively before him made the man shiver and quake. He felt Sanjna squeeze her pussy around his throbbing cock.

"Fuck!" he groaned out loud. He didn't want to cum this quickly, but he could not control himself.

"Ugggggg," he grunted as he felt his stiff penis begin to shoot his spunk into her pussy.

"Uhhhhh, fuck!" he shouted as he spewed his seed.

"Uggggggg!"

"Uggggggg, fuck!"

Sanjna thought about the way Jackson sounded when he came. His grunting was animalistic and yet she found his fucking strangely powerful. ***** Laura was asleep on the king-size bed in the five-star hotel room of Mr. Woo. It was well after two in the morning and the stressful evening had taken a toll on the young beauty. Her thick, dark hair framed her gorgeous face. Her ripe lips were slightly parted and she slept peacefully. An expensive sheet partially covered her young, lithe body. The sheet only covered her lower body from just beneath her belly button on her flat, smooth tummy and over one of her long, well-formed legs. The other leg was out from under the sheet and exposed from nearly the top of her thigh. Her pussy was covered.

Woo was snoring several feet from her on the bed.

Laura had only been fucked once that night, before dinner. But when they returned to the hotel room after dinner and drinks, Woo had insisted on trying to engage in sexual intercourse once again. Consequently, Laura had spent a long time with her head between his legs and his slender cock in her mouth, trying in vain to have him gain another erection. The inexperienced American college student tried her best, while on her elbows and knees on the soft bed, to bring Woo to erection.

Woo had pulled Laura up from his limp tool when it became abundantly clear that he was not going to achieve a hard-on. His penis was wet with her saliva. The older man cupped her perfect tits and feasted on the American's young nipples and fingered her wet pussy. Laura did not climax, but was very, very aroused by his attention, scissoring her legs around the man's intruding digits, until the fingering diminished and they both fell asleep.

Neither stirred much when the door from the hallway opened. The foyer light was flicked on but the young woman only turned her face slightly to avoid the dim light. The sex and alcohol had dulled the young woman's senses. Laura was gradually awakened by the muffled voices and drunken laughter of the men.

The young beauty sat up in bed. Her large breasts hung nakedly on her chest, the nipples peaking the womanly flesh. She saw the shadowy forms of the men and scooted her butt to the edge of the bed and put her feet on the floor to try to get her clothes. There was no time for that, though, and she grabbed the sheet and held it over her breasts.

Instinctively, she said, "What?"

"Shhhh!" was the only response.

Laura now recognized Hall and another two men from the dinner. They appeared to be pretty intoxicated.

Hall smiled drunkenly at the young woman's surprise. "Let's go," he said in a whisper.

"Where?" was her only response.

"To another room," he answered.

"I can't," Laura replied. "I'm not dressed." She clutched the sheet tightly to her tits.

Hall and one of the other men laughed softly at Laura's naiveté each grabbed one of her wrists and pulled her off the bed. The sheet got lost in the movement.

"No, please," she pled as they pulled her off the bed and onto her feet. She was completely nude and exposed.

As they pulled her through the room, she could smell the alcohol on them. She knew that they were very drunk. They were much stronger than her and they easily manhandled her to the door of the room. At that point, Hall peered out into the lighted hallway.

"The coast is clear," he said with a chuckle. "Come on!"

Laura was pulled out into the brightly lit hallway of the hotel. The door to the room shut behind them.

Now the nude college student didn't have any choice but to run down the hallway with the laughing, drunken men.

She was humiliated but also so fearful of being caught, that her long, smooth legs ran as quickly as the men around her permitted. The two still held onto her wrists and her youthful breasts and curvy buttocks bounced freely as she ran.

It seemed like a long run and her heart beat furiously as Hall fumbled with the door key to the room. Laura heard the elevator bell and looked down the hallway. She heard the voices of people exiting. Hall laughed and finally opened the door, just as the people turned the corner.

A humiliated Laura and the laughing men raced into the room and the door shut behind them.

She immediately covered her nipples with her slender hands. As her eyes adjusted to the relative darkness of the room it became evident that it was a suite of rooms. They had entered into a living area. There were two bedrooms, both with their doors open.

From one of the nearly darken rooms, Laura heard a woman's moaning voice.

"Uggghhhhhh! Ugggghhhhhh! Ugggggghhhhh!," the woman moaned.

As Laura was pulled towards a bedroom, she could make out the sounds of flesh slapping. Clearly the woman in the bedroom was being fucked.

"These men are insane," she thought to herself.

Laura hesitated momentarily as the three men and she passed the bedroom from which the sounds came.

"Aaaarrrrgggg!"

"Uhhhhhhh!"

"Uhhhhhh!" the woman continued with her moans.

The sounds were a strange, erotic mixture of discomfort and sexual desire coming from the woman. It was as if the fucking was almost painful, but still enjoyed by the woman.

Looking into the nearly dark bedroom Laura could make out the curvy form of a naked woman on the bed with a man on his knees, fucking her from behind. They faced away from the door and were evidently unaware of the presence of the young, nude college student. The shapely woman was on her knees and elbows being fucked doggie style. Her knees were widespread and the man was between them gripping the poor woman tightly by her hips. As Laura's eyes adjusted, she realized that there was another man facing the woman, seated at the head of the bed. Evidently, his cock was being sucked by the woman. The woman's face was buried in the man's nude crotch and was bobbing up and down. This probably explained the woman's muffled cries as she endured the fucking. Laura could see the man's face. His closed eyes and slack mouth could only mean one thing: he was being pleasured intensely by the woman's mouth.

Suddenly, there was a slapping sound as the man fucking the woman from behind struck the woman's ass cheek.

"Thwack!"

"Ohhhh!" was the woman's high pitched reply. Her head came off of the man's cock.

"Come on!" he said with a foreign accent.

Laura cringed. "Why were men so cruel?" she wondered. Her eyes widened as she stared into the room. The man's open hand rose to his head level and swung hard to the woman's firm buttock!

"Thwack!" The sound reverberated in the hotel suite.

"Come on, you fuckin' whore! Squeeze my cock with that pussy!"

"Ohhhhh, please!" The woman sounded pitiful.

The man's Asian sounding accent made him sound that much more dangerous to Laura.

The man laughed menacingly. "That's better, you slut!"

"Thwack!"

"Ow!" she cried again.

Laura was momentarily mesmerized. That poor woman, she thought to herself. She's giving it up to them! These men are such brutes! Shamefully, however, the young woman realized that her mouth was slightly open and her breathing labored and her own nipples were erect from watching the other woman abused.

"What's wrong with me?" she wondered.

The man who was spanking the woman was riding her relentlessly! His ass cheeks flexed and relaxed as he pumped his cock into the woman's yielding vaginal passage.

Laura looked on nearly hypnotized by the sexual show before her. When the man being sucked opened his eyes and smiled at Laura, the young woman was brought out of her shock and averted her eyes. The three men with her shuffled her into the other bedroom and shut the door.

Now, their fun would begin.

Laura turned towards the three men. Her large melons rose and fell gently on her chest. She was aware of her nudity and she sat at the edge of the bed and pulled a pillow towards her. She covered her large titties and trimmed pussy with the pillow, and then folded her legs beneath her bottom.

She was frightened, but in a very compromising position. What could she do, she wondered?

"What order do you want us in?" Hall asked with a drunken smile. All three men eyed the young beauty lewdly.

"Please, Mr. Hall, don't make me do this. I'm not like that," she said softly to the man. She hoped he listened to her plea, but deep down she knew it was useless.

Hall reached for the pillow. Laura let it drop from her hands. What choice did she have? Her eyes were downcast in dejection.

The men whistled drunkenly as the young woman's secrets were once again revealed. Her large, perfectly formed tits, her very flat stomach and the neatly trimmed landing strip of hair that led to her love-hole stiffened the cocks of the men.

"Please," she nearly whispered to herself, "I'm not a whore."

*****

The beautiful, young college student was flat on her back, luscious legs spread open. The Asian man was on top of her, between her long legs, humping her wet pussy for all he was worth. It was impossible for the inexperienced American woman to detach herself from the fucking she was taking. The man was an experienced cocksman and was driving the young woman to orgasm with a combination of nipple sucking and friction on her tiny, erect clitoris.

The fucking had begun with Laura not knowing what to do with her hands. She certainly wasn't going to be holding the animal fucking her!

But as the man worked her expertly, she first tightly grasped the sheets of the bed in her little fists and then went to the man's body where they held onto his back and gradually even stroked his ass cheeks as he fucked her. Signaling her final submission to his fucking, the man turned his head slightly and smiled at Hall and the other man who also witnessed the woman's transformation.

The obscene sounds of sucking and flesh slapping reverberated throughout the room. She took his cock thrusts and met them with a rhythmic pump from her pussy. She tried, in vain, to block out the two men waiting and watching!

Occasionally a gasp or moan would escape her lips involuntarily, but she tried to bite her lip and take the fucking as silently as possible. But even without her crying out in ecstasy, the sounds of sex were very loud.

She was also shamefully aware that Hall and the third man sat in the room next to the bed as she was being ridden sexually and that they awaited their turn to partake of her sweet, tight pussy. Her brain only processed a small amount of the words that came from the two men as they spoke.

"Look at her take that stiff cock!"

"She was made for fucking!"

Despite herself, her will to resist was utterly destroyed by the skilled fucking of the man and she felt his hot breath on her neck before he turned and locked his mouth wetly on hers. Laura inner thighs tingled as the man pumped his hips between them, and she gently squeezed the man's stiff penis with her pussy. She wanted him to climax so that this could end, but deep inside she also was pleasuring herself. The young woman drew her long legs up tightly to her tits and dug her heels into the small of the man's back. He was now free to drive the huge, throbbing length of his cock as deeply as he could!

"Give it to me, baby," she whispered in his ear. "Fuck my hot pussy!" Then she gently bit his earlobe. Laura rocked her pussy in unison with his thrusts all the while mindlessly chanting, "so good, so good!"

The man's hands went to her smooth thighs, which were doubled-up near his chest, and he fucked the young woman's cunt desperately, each thrust delving deeper into her love-hole. Laura let her legs slide down the man's thighs until she could wrap her silky columns around his.

He rammed into her grasping pussy with every bit of power he could muster from his toes to his legs and hips to his chest. Their naked flesh slapped audibly as they each tried to make the other climax.

The fire in her pussy was unbearably hot, now. A high-pitched whimper began to come from her mouth as her young love-hole was vanquished by the man and she abandoned all pretenses! No longer was she even aware of Hall and the other man as they watched, transfixed, by the sight of this beautiful brunette losing all abandon!

"Oh my god," she exclaimed, "let me have it! Give me your cock!" She pumped her pussy up and down his rock-hard manhood. His long, hard, jack-hammered thrusts brought to college student to the very brink of orgasm.

She felt the man stiffen immediately and begin to shoot his thick, hot jism into her cunt. He groaned loudly as he pounded her in a frenzy.

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh," she heard him groan in her ear. She clung onto him while his pounding slowed. She clung to him tightly and her hips maintained a slow up and back movement to accept the last, lewd probings of his manhood. As she did so, she felt her pussy began to fill with the spunk that his cock spewed.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 22

by Exbiidelhi2012©

As the Asian man drew his spent, wet cock from Laura's pussy, the young college student could hear a high-pitched feminine cry and then a laugh from the next room. "What was going on?" she wondered. Then there were several male voices coming from the living room and a woman's drunken mumblings became evident.

Hall stood unsteadily and tapped the man sitting next to him.

"You go ahead and stick it to 'sorority sister,' here. I better see what the fuck is going on."

The man was quickly nude and Laura watched with trepidation to see what he would do. His long, narrow tool jutted stiffly from his mid-section and despite being fully erect appeared to curve.

He pulled her from her back and positioned her facing the foot of the bed. She gasped when his long manhood entered her without warning!

"Oh!" she squeaked.

"Oh!" she squealed again!

As he began to drive his stiff penis into her wet pussy from behind, Laura watched Hall open the door. The living area was better lit, but still not bright. There were several people there, apparently uninterested in what was going on in Laura's bedroom.

Laura watched as a tall form of a nude woman walked into the living room. Several nude men followed her. Her shapely back and ass were silhouetted in the shape of an hour-glass in the light.

The woman was definitely trying to gain a measure of control of the sex-crazed men but she appeared as intoxicated as everyone else seemed to be.

Laura felt the man begin pounding her quivering slit from behind. She buried her face in the bed to accept the fucking. She hoped that none of the men from the living room would want to fuck her instead of the drunken woman.

She heard Hall speak. "Easy, boys! You'll each get your turn."

"Here baby," he said, "hop your pretty pussy up on this table and give them a good fucking platform. They're not bad boys, they just want a piece of you!"

The woman's girlish giggle caused Laura to look up. The woman was sitting on the table drawing her very long legs up and spreading them. The scene, although dark, was erotic to Laura. The woman's naked ass spread erotically when she sat at the edge of the hard table and the crevice of the woman's shapely buttocks rose from the table to separate her ass cheeks. A nude man faced the woman and was mounting her.

"Ugggghhh! Yeah, baby, that feels sooo good!" the woman said as the man apparently entered her pussy. "Ummm, each your turn!" she said with a drunken giggle.

The woman was obviously a nymphomaniac! Laura watched in fascination as the woman worked the group of men standing in a semi-circle around her. They, too, were all nude and the woman's long arms stretched to find the shoulders of a couple of men to brace herself as the man facing her began to pound away. The woman had her back to Laura, so the college student could see the contorted face of the man fucking the woman. The young college student watched as two nude men leaned down to suck on the woman's ample breasts as she was being fucked!

The woman cried out drunkenly! "AAAArrrrrggggggghhhhh."

Laura was mesmerized by the sight, but each time it appeared that a man might glance into the bedroom, she put her head down on the bed. With her head down, she heard the now familiar sound of a man climaxing in the living room. She lifted her head to see.

The tall brunette began to lay back on the table, her hands working between her legs, inserting another man's cock into her pussy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck me" she moaned and spread her legs into a wide V before she dropped her head off the edge of the table so that Laura could first see her face.

A cold chill went through the college student as her eyes widened. It was her mother they were fucking!

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 23

by Exbiidelhi2012©

How could this be happening? Laura's mind reeled. Her mother had always been the prim and proper mother and wife! Now she was acting like a wanton harlot! As adolescents, Laura and her friends had joked about how they could not imagine their parents even having sex. Laura's mother was the mom all the kids believed never had a hair out of place and who was even a bit prudish around them. Certainly she was gorgeous, but she was also untouchable. Yet, now ... here she was! The shocking scene stunned Laura.

Laura watched in horror – unable to pull her eyes away- as a stranger fucked her mother. As her eyes focused on the wanton display – her mother's shapely, tanned legs lewdly spread wide and in the air as the beastly, smiling man held her mother's ankles and pumped his rigid tool into her open pussy – she nearly forgot the fact that another man was holding her own tight hips and having his way with her from behind. Her own situation was quickly brought back when the man behind her gave her firm, young ass cheek an open-handed slap that reverberated throughout her body!

Twack!

"Oww!" The loud slap brought a cry from Laura's ripe lips.

Twack! He spanked her naked ass flesh again!

"Oww!" she cried out again!

The sting to her young buttock was painful, and the sound of the slap resounded loudly through the hotel room. As if acknowledging her momentary inattentiveness to the man, she lowered her pretty head to the bed and submissively began to grind her shapely ass against the man's rigid, invading cock.

"Do you like that, baby?" she asked in a sexy voice. "Do you like my pussy?" Laura said these nasty words with dismay, but wanted the man to stop spanking her bottom.

Then she reached between her satin-smooth thighs to gently cup his large testicles. Her slender fingers weighed the bloated sac that she knew would soon be emptied into her quaking pussy.

"Please, cum in me fast," she thought to herself. She wiggled her muscular, youthful buttocks erotically against the man's pelvis.

"Good," was the only word from the stranger fucking her tight pussy.

As he continued to plow her young cunt with his long, stiff rod, Laura heard her mother's drunken mewling. It was clear to Laura that the men had gotten her mother drunk, but her mind swirled with everything else. Why was her mother here? What if her mother saw her? How could she get out?

It seemed as if it was only a few minutes before she heard the man fucking her mother exploding in orgasm.

"Fuck!" he yelled from the next room. "Squeeze my cock with that tight cunt!"

Laura heard the men surrounding her mother laugh as the man's orgasm slowly waned. As he pumped the last few drops of semen into Pamela's pussy, he continued to chant "fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"

Her ears burned with shame to hear the man emptying his balls into her mother's wide-spread body but what really shamed her were the enthusiastic words and calls from her mother as she urged the man to fuck her, evidencing her mother's complete and utter sexual abandonment – entreaties that did not end until he was clearly pumped dry and beginning to soften within her.

"Yeah, baby, fuck me good!" Laura recognized her mother's voice, but it sounded completely different. "Fuck my pussy, baby. Give it to me!"

Despite her shame, Laura could not draw her mind away from what was happening to her mother. Laura's beautiful, innocent eyes were wide, looking at the naked, smiling men surrounding her mother, each apparently waiting their turn to fuck her!

"So, this was the woman she heard being taken in the other room when she first came in the hotel room! What had the men been doing to her? She knew that they had been spanking her mother at the very least! How long has she been doing this? Maybe this is where I get my whorish streak from," she thought shamefully.

Laura lowered her head again to the mattress. Without thinking, one of her delicate hands went to her full breast, hanging from her slender torso, and gently tweaked her nipple. She squeezed it gently, feeling her vaginal juices flood her tight pussy. She was so turned on!

As the man behind her established his tawdry rhythm of fucking the young college student, doggie-style, Laura peeked up from the foot of her bed and through the hotel bedroom door. She saw Hall glance at her drunkenly. His eyes widened slightly as if he just realized the connection between mother and daughter!

"We're just two tight pussies to him," Laura thought to herself. Despite feeling used, Laura remembered that she was submitting to Hall's demands to save her father's job.

His eyes narrowed and he lifted a single finger to his lips to indicate that Laura should be silent. He was visible only from the waist up, but his broad, hairy chest made Laura believe that he was nude.

To her surprise, Laura felt the man fucking her take a handful of her thick hair and tug on it as if it were the reins of a horse. It kept her head up and looking into the other room at what was happening to her mother.

"You like to look," the man said in broken English. "Watch the whore get fuck," he said, referring to her mother. He began to drive his lust-engorged penis into Laura even quicker and deeper. He grabbed Laura's slender waist with his free hand to get a better fucking grip. He wanted the young college student to feel the fucking he was giving her. The driving of his cock into her wet pussy began to be punctuated with the slap of flesh that filled the room each time his hips hit the back of her thighs and wide-open ass cheeks.

The young woman didn't even realize that she let out a moan each time he entered her to the hilt!

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!" she chanted. Her cries were short, staccato cries, coming quickly after each fast stroke from the man's cock.

He leaned his torso back to view his huge, glistening rod appearing and disappearing into the beautiful, young woman. The thick, turgid penis was shiny with her love-hole's juices.

He smiled as he rode her relentlessly from behind. Each time his hips struck her ass, Laura's well-defined calves and slender feet jumped a couple of inches off of the mattress. He admired the shapely form of her legs and watched the soles of her feet hop erotically as he fucked her. He was greatly amused at his tormenting of the young college girl.

The fucking began to be hard for Laura to take. Her gaping mouth let escape the guttural sounds of a woman being fucked too long and too hard.

"Ughhh!" she cried.

He spanked her ass again.

"Twack!"

"Uuughhh! Please!" she said to no one in particular. She felt the man's torso drop to her back and his hands cup her large, very firm tits. His hands worked her rubbery nipples into stiff, eraser-sized love-buds.

"Oooo!" escaped from her slack mouth!

He grabbed her hair again and tugged on it hard.

"Uughhh," she cried as she took the man's relentless pounding. Her beautiful face showed the humiliation and shame that she had never felt before. Despite herself, her spectacular young body was on fire! She jerked her hair out of the man's hand and put her face into the mattress to squelch her cries of passion.

She was about to cum!

"Ohhhhhhh, fuckkkk meeeeeee," she cried as an intense orgasm began to wash over her body! Her quaking vagina squeezed the man's rod and began its milking action over the entire length of his rock-hard penis. He felt his hard cock covered with her warm, glistening pussy juices.

"Oh! Fuck me!" Laura chanted mindless of the men in the next room.

"Fuck me!" she cried out! She was completely and utterly out of control!

"Fuck meeeeee!" The orgasm swept through her tight love-passage and into her smoothly rocking buttocks and she squirmed sensuously against the man's cock to satisfy her wanton lust! Her feminine hands gripped the bed sheets tightly and her dainty painted toes pointed straight out from her legs as she orgasmed intensely.

"Aaaaaarrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhh," she cried in abandonment!

The release was heightened knowing that she shared a wanton sexual side with her mother! All of the shame and degradation that she had endured and witness her mother endure flooded over her young body and she climaxed long and hard!

Slowly the young college student regained her senses and found that the man fucking her had not climaxed.

Her own sexual writhing revolted her! She was humiliated to realize that she must have been turned on by watching her mother get fucked! What was happening to her? She buried her face in shame!

When she next looked up, it was because of the laughter and heckling from the next room. She saw her mother's Greek goddess form in silhouette again, but this time she was blindfolded and being led into Laura's bedroom!

The laughter was because one of the men literally had a finger up Pamela's pussy as they walked slowly into the bedroom and stopped only inches from the bed that Laura was being fucked on.

Laura was aghast at seeing her mother like this! Her own climax had brought her somewhat back from the sexual wantonness that she had just found herself in.

"Nooo... nooo," she said softly as she saw her mother being led into the room.

Nude and drunk, Pamela was completely at the mercy of these men. Two men held her naked body while others fondled her nipples and played with her very large, firm breasts. Slack-jawed and obviously sexually out of control, Pamela smiled and pumped her tight hips and ass on the man's probing finger.

Laura saw that her mother had a man's semi-erect cock in her hand, tugging it gently, trying to tease it into erection. She also noticed that her mother's pussy was shaved as smooth as a baby's ass. It looked incongruous between her mother's womanly thighs.

Completely unaware of her daughter being her audience, Pamela sought to satisfy her own apparently insatiable, sexual appetite. The man pulled his finger from her love-hole and spoke.

"Baby, you need some fat cock, don't you?" the man asked Pamela as he pulled his finger from her pussy. He put his finger, still glistening with Pamela's vaginal juices, into her mouth.

Laura watched as her mother sucked the finger before pulling away from it and saying, breathlessly, "Cock. I want some cock in my pussy!"

Laura was in complete shock. Without even thinking, she twisted her body and the man fucking her had his stiff dick fall from her pussy, covered in her wetness. The young woman appeared very frightened and scooted back up against the footboard of the bed. She pulled the bed sheet up to cover her nakedness.

All of the attention was on Pamela, and Laura somehow escaped the men's lustful notice.

She was horrified, but didn't know what to do.

Her mother was moved to the edge of the bed and sat, briefly, with her back to Laura. Her thick, brown hair fell to just below her naked shoulders. Laura could see the swell of her mother's large breasts from around her back. Now only the top of Pamela's ass cheeks, divided erotically, was visible as she sat, but her perfect back that swelled to beautiful shoulders was still naked to Laura's view.

The men, Laura lost count of how many, crowded around her mother, penises in every stage of erection. The man who had been fucking Laura now reached for Pamela and began to fondle the woman's pendulous tits. Pamela smiled briefly before her mouth seemed to drop open in arousal. The fact that she was turned on was fully evident to all by the shape of her mouth in an O.

Pamela still beneath the blindfold and pulled her toned legs up off of the floor to open her vagina for the next man's cock. Her mother's tanned legs bent up to her torso and they touched her large breasts. To Laura's alarm, the man nearest Pamela with a hard cock stepped between her mother's open thighs. The man's cock was massive! It looked like it was thick enough to be someone's arm! The fleshy, purplish head looked foreboding and menacing, but the man's eyes showed he was intent on squeezing the monster cock into Laura's mother!

The man held Pamela's hips as he placed the fleshy tip of his tool to the opening of Pamela's vagina. Laura watched as the man's huge penis began to push into her mother's quaking pussy.

Pamela squirmed a bit, clearly uncomfortable with the man's size. It didn't look like she could take it inside her!

"Ohhhh!" she cried out loud as the man inched into her.

"Noooooo!" she begged. "Uggggggggghhhhhhhh! You're too bigggg!"

The men in the room laughed cruelly as the gorgeous, mature brunette tried to recoil from the man's cock. It was no use. The man pushed several inches of his rock-hard member relentlessly into her yet unyielding pussy.

"AAAaaaaaaaarrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhh," Pamela groaned in discomfort!

Laura watched, nearly hypnotized by the scene. Her mother was beginning to pump her hips but was still moaning either from discomfort or sexual excitement! Laura noticed her mother's heels dig into the small of the man's back.

Within seconds the beautiful brunette had taken the man's massive tool several inches into her love hole. The man pushed deeper. Pamela's brow was furrowed but she was being worked expertly! Her pussy accepted the tight entry, inch by inch.

The man lifted Pamela slightly off the edge of the bed and swiveled beneath her still connected by the massive, fleshy rod. He dropped to his back and he scooted onto the bed with him beneath the gorgeous woman. He now lay flat on his back on the bed, beneath Pamela.

When they nearly reached the headboard, Laura was left with a view of her mother's shapely ass pumping up and down on the man's rigid man-flesh. Her long, tanned legs straddled the man's own legs and Laura watched as her mother and the man kissed deeply as they engaged in the ancient dance of sexual intercourse!

The man's massive organ was glistening with her mother's love juices and his fleshy testicles hung loosely between his legs as he fucked Pamela from below. It took only a moment for Laura to realize that it was her mother who was fucking the cock, not the other way around. The man was lying nearly perfectly still and Pamela was working her pussy up and down the stiff rod. Laura watched as her blindfolded mother expertly worked her pussy the full length of the cock, varying speed and how far she stroked the cock with her cunt.

A man standing next to the bed spanked Pamela's ass.

"Ohh," she cried out loud. "Spank me, daddy! I've been a naughty girl!" Pamela smiled drunkenly.

The man who had slapped her buttock scrambled onto the bed. His long penis was fully erect. Laura watched unable to understand what was about to happen to her beautiful mother.

The unattractive, skinny man leaned over Pamela as she lay on the other man fucking his cock. He grabbed a buttock in each hand and stretched them slightly apart, revealing the tight, starfish-like asshole of the woman being fucked vaginally.

"Hold her," he said. His cock was fully erect and pointed nearly to the ceiling.

Laura watched in horror as the man below Pamela gripped her shoulders tightly and two other men pinned her thighs to the bed. Now the man behind her spit on the cleft between her womanly ass cheeks.

"Wha...." was the only thing out of Pamela's mouth.

Then the man spit into his own hand and rubbed the saliva on the head of his slender penis.

Immediately, he put the cock head against Pamela's asshole and began to push.

To Laura's surprise, Pamela did not struggle, but stopped her pumping of the cock and bit her lower lip in discomfort. It was as if she was resigned to letting the men do any perverse thing they wanted to do to her.

A slight groan escaped her lips. It sounded pathetic.

"Uggggghhhhhh," Pamela moaned as the man inched his cock into her sphincter and completed the double insertion. "Ohhh, godddd," she moaned.

"Ugggggghhhhhhhhhh! Pleaseeeee! Noooooooo!" Pamela's legs were splayed open unnaturally and still being held in place.

The skinny man began to pump his hard penis in and out of Pamela's asshole. "I'm not the first visitor here," he laughed.

Laura could watch no more!

Instinctively, the young college student jumped off the bed, big tits bouncing, and ran naked for the hotel room door. She didn't even think about the fact that she was completely nude! She just needed to escape!

Throwing the door open, Laura ran down the brightly lit hallway. It was completely empty. She had no idea what time it was or where she should go. She ran towards the stairwell, completely unaware that one of the men had followed her out the hotel room door.

Laura opened the door to the fire exit and was in a concrete stairwell with metal railing. She paused to consider which way to run. Her long hair was disheveled and her firm breasts rose and fell quickly on her chest. She took a step towards the stairs when a hand clamped on her wrist!

"Not so fast, sweetie!" a man's voice stated. "I'll bet Hall paid for all night with you gals. You don't want to short-change him."

Laura looked at the man's drunken face. His pale chest and face were red from alcohol but his cock was stiff as a board.

"Please, I can't go back in there!" she managed to say but she was quickly spun around by the man. She faced the railing in the empty stairwell.

"That's fine with me, you cunt," he said meanly.

Almost before she could move, she felt the man's hard penis between her perfect buttocks searching for her love hole. He had one hand on her wrist and the other around her waist as he probed drunkenly for her pussy hole. It wasn't long before she felt the tip of his cock enter her pussy!

Laura felt the man's cock slip into her wet pussy to the hilt. Immediately, she felt him begin to fuck her in earnest.

I am just a cunt to him, she thought to herself. I am just a slut!

At the shame of her thoughts, Laura felt her pussy moisten rapidly. Before she could think, she found herself involuntarily spreading her gorgeous thighs. She placed one foot on the first stair going up while her dainty hands gripped the railing tightly. Her sensuous mouth hung open.

She was a whore, just as the man thought! She was a whore, just like her mother!

"I... I can't go back in there," she stuttered again.

"That's fine, sugar," the man replied. "We'll go into my room and fuck."

She bit her lower lip and shamefully decided to allow the man to have his way with her. The man's cock pumped in and out of her tight pussy.

He fucked her hard in the stairwell and fucked her hard all night long in his room.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 24

by Exbiidelhi2012©

Sanjna had turned the plan over in her head a thousand times. She was smart enough to know that there were parts of the plan that could not be worked with precision. She also realized that she could not do this by herself. If she had to have someone else involved, she knew that she needed someone that would not be believed by police should the person turn against her and reveal her plan.

She let out a frustrated sigh. Why did this happen to me, she wondered? It seemed that the only pleasure she now had was plotting her revenge against Jackson! Who could help her? Who could she trust?

No one, of course! That answer depressed the young beauty. Her beautiful face made a frown. She was so alone!

No one could help her that she fully trusted.

Sanjna folded her tanned legs beneath her perfect bottom. She wore only a pair of skimpy, silk panties and a thin, spaghetti-strap t-shirt. Her rounded tits poked at the material and her nipples were outlined by the cloth. Though it was still early on a Friday evening, she was bathed and ready for bed. The only problem was that she couldn't sleep. Her mind was racing.

She lifted a glass of wine to her lips and tasted the strong flavor. It seemed that this was one of the few pleasures she had left and she was very cognizant that she should not drink too much.

Her cell phone rang.

She looked at the caller id. It was Jackson.

"Of course," she thought. "He wants to have me go over so he can have sex with me. He is so disgusting!"

She didn't answer. She'd lie to him later about being out of town. But, her anger swelled at the boorish man.

Over the next fifteen minutes, Sanjna's phone rang 7 or 8 times. Each time it was Jackson and each time it went unanswered by the sexy young woman.

Sanjna's frustration rose with each call. He's such an ass, she thought to herself!

Ironically, the beautiful blonde pondered that a person unsavory enough to help her was Horse. He was cut-throat enough to not care about Jackson but Sanjna was terrified of the man. She felt that it wouldn't be beyond him to cut her up and use her as shark bait if he thought she was double-crossing him, but that quality made him an easy choice to exact revenge on Jackson. Still, Horse might be persuaded to help her for the right amount of money.

Jackson had destroyed her marriage and seemed to be intent on making her a sex-slave to him in her career. Already, over the last week, he was using Sanjna at the office for quick, clandestine fucks in his office. The young associate hated getting the call from Jackson asking her to his office. Inevitably he would direct her to lock the door, hike up her suit skirt, pull down her panties (her smooth, tanned legs needing no panty hose) and hold onto his desk while he entered her from behind and debased her beautiful pussy.

His sexual demands had been met the first three days of the week, leading Sanjna to schedule time out of the office the last two days. And though she submitted so as to gain his trust, silently taking his stiff manhood into her smooth vagina until he spewed his hot, evil seed within her, Sanjna needed to exact her revenge as soon as possible. She felt that it wouldn't be long before he would try to use her young, hot body to acquire clients.

After a glass and a half of wine, Sanjna screwed up her courage to call the man she feared most. She listened to the number ring and ring and then got a voice mail. Before it could beep for her to leave a message, the young blonde bride snapped her cell phone shut. Her heart was beating rapidly!

"Dealing with Horse is too dangerous," she thought to herself as she nervously took another sip of wine.

Sanjna dozed on the couch for a few minutes before her phone rang again.

Again, it was Jackson.

Sanjna was outraged! It rang until her voicemail picked up.

Within a minute, it rang again.

She opened it and saw her programmed "H" was the caller. "Oh, my!" she thought, its Horse!

"H... hello?" she answered hesitantly.

*****

Jackson monitored Sanjna's call with the listening device he had put in her phone. He heard her conversation with Horse although he did not know the man's name.

Having tried calling the beautiful blonde all evening, he was extremely agitated that she had not answered, but was yet talking to another man. As he listened to their conversation, he could not really understand what they were talking about. Instead, he heard Sanjna simply saying that she needed to talk to the man sometime soon and the man telling her that he would pick her up that night. Otherwise, the conversation was cryptic.

Jackson could hear the trepidation in her trembling voice as she tried to persuade the man to meet her the next morning, but the man was insistent -- he would pick her up in half an hour.

When they hung up, Jackson called his nubile, young associate. Again, she did not answer. Jackson was very, very angry and vowed to punish his young slut! She'd pay dearly for her ignoring him! He'd been much too kind to her up to now, he thought. Just thinking of how he would punish her made his cock rock hard!

"I'll teach her a lesson! That fucking whore!" He reached beneath his loose shorts and took his cock in his fist. Closing his eyes, he thought of Sanjna's perfect ass being offered up to his cock at the office. He could feel the smooth, hot passage around his stiff penis as he fucked her. He could hear her nearly silent mewlings as she tried to find a comfortable position to be fucked in. He stroked the length of his rod thinking of how he would punish his young slut.

*****

Sanjna sat near her front door, occasionally peeking out of her window, waiting for Horse to arrive. She didn't want him in the driveway for long. They had not discussed where they were going, so Sanjna had on a nice sun-dress and sandals. Beneath this she wore only a modest pair of cotton panties and a bra.

As much as she hated herself for it, she couldn't help wondering if she would be forced to have sex this night. She felt butterflies in her stomach and a tingling below her flat tummy, firmly ensconced between her lovely, tanned legs.

"What is the matter with me?" she wondered. "I'm becoming a slut!" The beautiful bride blushed at her thoughts.

As she admonished herself, a pair of headlights turned into her driveway. Sanjna quickly turned on the light to her entryway and went outside.

Horse watched from behind the wheel of his Cadillac as the beautiful, young blonde fumbled with her keys, attempting to lock her front door. Her perfect form was outlined by her dress and he liked the fact that she wore such little sandals. "Naked from her feet to her cunt!" he thought. His groin tightened when he looked at the beauty walking quickly towards his car. Her model's face was framed by her blonde hair. She carried a tiny purse in her hands.

"Damn, she's gorgeous!" he thought.

Her smooth, tanned thighs flashed when she sat in his car and she smoothed the material of her dress once in.

Horse smiled cynically. "So prim and proper!" he thought. "Before long those damn legs of yours are going to be spread obscenely for me, taking my big dick in that tight twat!"

Sanjna smiled nicely at him, completely unaware of his lewd thoughts.

*****

They sat at a corner table in the back of the dark restaurant. This was fine with Sanjna who didn't want to be seen. Over a glass of wine she told him of her problems. Horse listened, wondering if he should help her. This Jackson fellow sounded like the type of prick that Horse loved to screw over, but why should he get involved, he wondered?

Sanjna excused herself to go to the ladies room. When she turned the corner, Horse pulled a vial from his pocket. "This will loosen her up a bit." He poured the powdery contents into her drink. The opiate always worked. It wasn't much. He didn't want her stupid drunk, just a bit loose.

When she returned, they continued to talk as she sipped the wine.

To her amazement, Horse agreed to help her. This lifted her spirits immensely, but she didn't know of the added artificial boost. She was so relieved!

They finished their drinks and Horse paid the bill. Sanjna smiled broadly. She hadn't felt this good in weeks. It seemed that every worry was lifted from her shoulders by his willingness to help.

It was only when they stood to walk that Sanjna thought she may have had a bit too much to drink. Still, she was so happy!

Horse put his arm around her slender waist and they walked out together. As they neared his car, his hand slid innocently down her hip and came to rest, momentarily, on her ass. Horse opened his door and she slid into the thick cushioned bench seat right next to him. When he began to drive, his right hand went to the hem of her loose, short dress and slid it up to her smooth upper thigh with his rough right hand.

The former college cheerleader watched as her dress was worked to a point up between her smooth thighs. She knew she should protest, but couldn't bring herself to do so. She appreciated that he was taking a big risk by helping her and she didn't want to have him change his mind. Also, the unsuspecting beauty liked the tingly sensation on her naked skin and she alternately opened her legs slightly and closed them around his hand. To her shock, her nipples seemed to be super sensitive beneath her bra. She giggled girlishly.

Horse looked at her and grinned broadly. Sanjna laughed out loud.

She felt so great!

"Where are we going?" she asked, although she hardly cared.

"To my place," he answered. "You interrupted me when you called. I need to get back. But we need to stop at your place first."

"Why?" she asked.

"I'll need your help at my place. You need a change of clothes, too."

His rough hand went to the juncture of her thighs. Sanjna's eyes widened as he stroked her little pussy from outside her cotton panties! The young woman fixed her eyes on the road ahead, but his caressing of her inner thighs began to drive her wild.

Her small hands went to Horse's wrist but seemed to be an almost silent protest of his probing and they pulled away as the young lawyer realized that they did no good. She closed her eyes as he gently rubbed her cunt causing it to moisten her white cotton panties. His fingers found her tiny clitoris and rubbed it lightly beneath its fleshy, little hood. Sanjna thought she would be driven insane!

When they pulled into her driveway, Sanjna's panties were soaked and the young woman was mortified. She got out of the car, not expecting Horse to follow. She was very nervous about him coming into her house. Even the drug could not mask her feelings about that! But follow he did, even walking behind her into her bedroom!

"Where are your swimsuits?" he asked as she stood in the bedroom.

"In ... in the middle drawer," she answered nervously.

Horse opened the drawer and began searching through her swimsuits, holding them up for his gaze, only to throw the ones he didn't care for on the floor.

Eventually, he came across the skimpiest one (and most of them were skimpy) and tossed it to her.

"This one," he said.

Sanjna reached for a small bag to put it into.

Then, "where's your lingerie drawer?"

He could see the pain on the young bride's face as she clutched the swimsuit in her hands. Her heart sunk.

This time she merely pointed to the drawer.

Horse immediately began working his way through it.

*****

They drove for several miles before he pulled into the docks. When they pulled alongside his yacht, Sanjna saw that many lights were on. She began to worry about what she had gotten herself into, but she wanted his help desperately.

They boarded the boat and Horse directed Sanjna to a bedroom.

"Put the baby-doll on," he directed.

Sanjna nervously walked into the bedroom. What should she do, she wondered? She had to comply. But first she sat on the large bed. Faintly, she thought she could hear the low voices of men talking.

She had not seen all of the lingerie that Horse had chosen. When she went through the bag and found the white baby-doll, her stomach turned. It was the lingerie she had worn on her wedding night!

After a few moments, the door to the bedroom opened. It was Horse.

"What the fuck?" he said seeing that she was still fully clothed. "Get your ass into that baby-doll and get out there!"

Startled, Sanjna stood up. She felt her knees shaking a bit.

He set a glass of wine down on the nightstand. "Drink this."

Sanjna was shocked at his sudden change in demeanor.

"O... okay," she managed to say.

He stood there as the young blonde lifted the glass to her lips. It was slightly bitter, but she knew that she would need the bracer. What she didn't know was that Horse had spiked the drink with a slightly stronger dose of opiate.

Sanjna was about to put the glass down after a small drink, but Horse would have none of it.

"Come on, come on," he said "down it."

Sanjna looked at him with pleading blue eyes, but began to drink it all. It made her feel a bit light-headed and she sat on the bed.

When she finished the glass, Horse took it from her. She crossed a shapely leg demurely as she sat on the edge of the bed waiting.

"Well," Horse said, "get into that sexy nightie."

"In front of you?" she blurted out before she realized the stupidity of the question.

Horse laughed. She really is naïve, he thought to himself. In a few minutes, I'm going to let anyone I want have a piece of her ass, and she's worried about whether I see her tits!

Before he could say anything, Sanjna slowly stood and reluctantly began to pull her dress over her head. She stepped out of her sandals and was now clad only in bra and panties. Her body was stunning!

Horse was devouring the sight of the beautiful woman, so reluctant to undress in front of him. Still he insisted. His cock stiffened in his pants.

Sanjna reached behind her back and unclasped the bra. Her large, firm titties spilled out. Shamefully, she noticed that her nipples were rubbery and erect! She didn't know what to make of what was becoming of her! Quickly, she turned and pulled the white baby-doll out of the bag. She put it on.

Horse whistled low. "Fuck!" was all he could mutter. Even with the full cotton panties on, Sanjna could not hide the fantastic shape of her firm buttocks.

Sanjna knew that she was gorgeous in the baby-doll. That's why she had chosen it for her wedding night. The skimpy piece tied behind her neck and revealed an acre of cleavage and exposed the shape of her breasts completely without showing her nipples. Sanjna's nervous fingers fumbled with the sexy outfit. Her nervousness made her appear almost virginal. Below her large breasts, it was sheer and short, just barely reaching the flare of her hips.

Horse watched as Sanjna pulled the white cotton panties down her tanned legs. He was happy to see the narrow strip of pubic hair just above her vagina. He remembered that she had a very tight pussy and it appeared almost virginal beneath the California trim. His groin tightened further when he remembered how quickly she had lubed up in the car.

"She's made for fucking, and ripe for it right now" he thought to himself.

As she put on the matching silk panty, Horse reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of stiletto sandals that he had found in her closet.

Sanjna was mortified, but slipped them on. They were 4 ? inch heels and emphasized her naked legs and barely contained buttocks. Suddenly, the yacht seemed cold and the young bride seemed lightheaded.

She reached out her hand to balance herself and Horse took it in his own. He stepped forward and drew her body next to his. Sanjna was enveloped by his arms and his mouth went to hers where he kissed her deeply.

The young blonde's hands were flat against his chest, but she did not try to push him away. It was purely a reflex of the puritanical side of her upbringing coming out. She felt his oversized cock from within his trousers against her thigh and to her surprise, it seemed to have an erotic effect on the young woman.

As his hands held her curvaceous hips, his tongue swirled within her soft mouth and Sanjna kissed him back! Her body seemed to be in a slow smolder, getting hotter and hotter as the minutes went by.

When they broke their kiss, Sanjna gasped for breath and laughed out loud. She had not felt this giddy since high school!

"Oh my god!" she said. "I'm not usually like this," she said with a giggle.

"Well, you've asked for a lot from me," Horse said. "I figured that if you would help me, I'd help you."

This statement brought Sanjna back to earth very quickly. But her sense of anxiety was not present. She thought to herself that she should make certain that she got her goals accomplished. Sanjna wondered why she felt so carefree. But she did and she answered confidently.

"I'll help you, if you help me!" Then she laughed.

Just then, a young woman's voice broke the silence.

"Horse, the guys want you back at the table," she said.

Sanjna looked up and saw a beautiful young woman.

Horse introduced them. "Amy, this is Sanjna. She'll help you out tonight." Then he turned back to Sanjna. "Hurry up," he ordered and he playfully swatted Sanjna's buttock. With that he left the room.

Sanjna looked at the young woman. She was probably no more than 19 or 20. Her auburn hair framed a beautiful face with big green eyes and perfect white teeth. She wore very, very short denim shorts and a bikini top. The shorts did not fully cover the bottom of the woman's ass cheeks, and in the front seemed to angle up towards the woman's vagina, exposing her thighs completely. The young woman was barefoot but her feet were dainty and toes were polished.

"I'm glad you're here," Amy confided. "I thought I was going to be all alone."

"Wha... what are we doing?" Sanjna asked.

"Well, these are really high-rollers," she answered. "We are serving them drinks and stuff while they play. We were just waiting for Horse to get back so that we can go out on the water. They won't really get started until they are away from the docks."

As the two young women walked to the bar area, Sanjna heard the yacht's engine start and the movement associated with going out on the water.

"When will we get back?" she asked.

"Probably tomorrow evening," was the reply.

Sanjna looked at the young woman. She was stunned at the answer! She decided to simply not worry. After all, there was nothing that she could do about it and she had enough on her mind.

There a couple of older Hispanic men mixing drinks and the two skimpily clad women took them to the poker table where the high-rollers played for large stacks of cash.

Amy watched with curiosity when Sanjna approached the men with a drink tray. She had been told that the gorgeous blonde had been a former college cheerleader and was now a business professional, but she knew little else about Sanjna. So she watched carefully as Sanjna approached the table.

Amy viewed Sanjna's ass and legs with envy! Well tanned and shapely, they were very defined and sexy. The redhead wondered if Sanjna biked or swam or how she kept in such exquisite shape. She was very fit and yet had spectacularly, full, well-rounded breasts that had no sag in them whatsoever!

Sanjna knew that she would have to endure endless indignities as she served her first drinks. She walked over gingerly in the high heels, carrying a tray of several drinks. Her muscular, tanned legs teetered precariously on stiletto heels. She expected the lurid looks and comments from the men, and they were true to her expectations.

Amy watched as Sanjna set several drinks down and then had to reach across the table to get a drink to a man seated on the other side. As she did, Sanjna saw the eyes of several of the men leer at the naked flesh of her large breasts, but then she felt a hand go between her thighs!

"Damn, girl, you've got some legs!" was all the man who had stuck his hand between her muscular, tanned legs said.

"Oooo!" she cried. Sanjna's response was high-pitched and girlie and the men's laughter embarrassed the young lawyer.

It was all she could do to not drop the drink tray as she felt his rough hand glide up her silky flesh to the juncture between her legs and feel her soft pussy lips beneath her lingerie.

Fearful of angering the men right off the bat, Sanjna somehow managed to put the final drink on the table and balance herself by putting her hand on the table top. Her college cheerleading days raced through her mind! Gaining her balance, she straightened herself and gently reached behind herself to ease the man's hand from between her legs.

"Now, now," she playfully chided. "I've got work to do! And, you'll lose all your money if you don't concentrate!"

The men laughed in approval of her good humored response.

As she and Amy walked away she missed the men's comments that she would be doing a lot more work on her back, later!

***** Over the next couple of hours Sanjna and Amy moved steadily between the bar and the card table. Both young women were fixed drinks by the bartenders and they drank them slowly but steadily. The bartenders did as Horse had instructed them, slipping gradually increasing doses of aphrodisiacs into the drinks of the young, unsuspecting women.

Sanjna was completely unaware of her drinks being spiked but knew that she was feeling friskier than she could remember. She attributed it to not having had real good sex in weeks. There was a warmth between her legs that was getting more and more difficult to ignore and her sensitive nipples seemed rubbery and ready to burst out of the thin material that covered them so sensuously!

"What's coming over me," she wondered to herself. "I've got to slow down on my drinking." But the warmth that was spreading through her vagina and big breasts also delivered a relaxing message to her brain designed to lower her inhibitions. It worked to perfection.

To her surprise, even Amy looked sexually appealing to her. Sanjna had never been attracted to another woman, but during the night, she began to admire Amy's body more and more. Sanjna's big, blue eyes took in the other woman's body as they made small talk while they waited for drinks to be made. Amy's long, auburn hair was very full and went to the middle of her back. It contrasted beautifully with her creamy skin tone and big, green eyes.

Sanjna, who was a workout freak, recognized the same in Amy's body. The low hung, tiny shorts revealed a flat abdomen and yet the woman had large, womanly breasts that had no sag in them whatsoever. They were slightly larger than Sanjna's tits, but Amy was taller, too. As Sanjna's eyes dropped to the woman's legs, she knew that Amy was young and athletic. When Amy turned away, Sanjna admired her young, muscular ass openly.

"Baby got back," Sanjna thought to herself.

A quick vision of Amy lying on a big bed, her thick beautiful hair surrounding her gorgeous face, luscious legs spread open, with one of the men relentlessly fucking her nude young flesh flashed through Sanjna's mind.

"What a gorgeous sight that'd be! If we end up having to take care of these men, Amy is athletic enough to do her share." Sanjna wondered if the young woman would be vocal when she was getting laid.

Then Sanjna laughed out loud! "What am I thinking?" she asked herself. "Am I that deprived?"

But she couldn't deny the electricity that shot through her body when Amy turned back and touched Sanjna's arm lightly. Her fingers seemed to linger on Sanjna's flesh.

"What are you laughing at?" the beautiful woman asked Sanjna. A knowing smile seemed to cross Amy's face.

Sanjna just stammered out an answer. "N... nothing! R.. really!"

Amy giggled and she looked at Sanjna wide-eyed. "I feel kinda fucked up, but not really drunk," she said.

"Me, too," Sanjna replied.

"Are you kinda ..." Amy hesitated to finish her question, but her inhibitions had been lowered too. "... horny?"

Both young women laughed.

"No..." Sanjna lied.

"Liar!" Amy blurted out with a giggle! "Why are these like this, then?" She playfully grabbed both of Sanjna's protruding nipples through the silky lingerie top.

Sanjna jumped from the electric touch! Her large breasts shook erotically and she heard the Hispanic bartenders laugh and say something in Spanish.

"You're bad!" she said between laughs. "You're soooo bad!"

"And you're horny, you fibber!" Amy replied.

Sanjna felt a shiver run down her spine and her pussy seemed to long for a touch! It wouldn't have long to wait.

***** From around the corner, the two young women heard a man's voice call out to them.

"Hey! You two gals get your fine asses in here!"

Amy and Sanjna looked at each other when they heard the men call. The two had known in the back of their minds that they would be expected to entertain the men, but the call still sobered them momentarily.

They walked into the living area just as one of the men dimmed the lights a bit. Couches lined the walls of the room and cigarettes glowed. The room was not smoke-filled, but it definitely reeked of smoke and alcohol.

The two gorgeous, scantily-clad women were met with low whistles from the men. Instinctively, Amy put her hand in Sanjna's. Sanjna nearly jumped out of her panties!

She turned to look at Amy but caught herself and looked back ahead. Her heart was racing as she felt the younger woman's soft hand in hers. It made her feel a bit protective of the young red-head, but she knew there was nothing she could do to save her from what these men were about to do.

"Well, it looks like they like each other!" one of the men said.

Sanjna felt Amy slip her hand out of Sanjna's in response to the man's statement. His implication was obvious.

Both beauties stood erect and placed their hands in front of their curvy hips and legs. Amy nervously twisted her hands just slightly.

Horse walked up to the girls.

"Amy, I know you haven't done this before, so just follow Sanjna's lead." Sanjna felt her neck redden down to her deep cleavage. He made her sound like a seasoned prostitute! Her shapely legs trembled just a bit. She felt like she was on display!

Horse turned to the men in the room. "Amy, here, is a college student in town. She is dancing a gentleman's club to pay for tuition. I told her that she'd make more here in a couple of days than she would in a month at the club! I expect that is true. You guys be nice to her! She's shy but she will warm up, I'm sure."

The men laughed.

"Now this gorgeous blonde is Sanjna." Horse put his arm around her slender waist and drew her deeper into the den. "I've heard she is a lawyer, but I've never seen one that looks as good as her!"

There was more laughter from the men.

"If you've wondered where she got her legs and ass -- turn around sweetie-" he said to Sanjna, "she was a college cheerleader."

He lifted one of Sanjna's arms above her head as had her twirl so that her back faced the men. The young bride nervously turned in her high heels. Then she felt his hand take the hem of her lingerie and lift it above her buttocks revealing her firm ass cheeks.

Horse playfully patted her rounded butt. "Tanned and toned! Nothing but the best for the boys who come drop me their money at poker."

The men hooted in derision at the insinuation that he was doing all of the winning at the gambling table!

"Before we start the real fun, I think we need these two gals to get to know each other a little better."

Horse motioned Sanjna over to a chair. The beautiful woman walked slowly over the very thick carpet to the leather chair and sat. "What is he doing?" she wondered.

"Now, Amy, give these boys an idea of what your table dance looks like!"

The men cheered loudly and Horse turned on the stereo music. The beat immediately began to pulsate through the room. Lights also began to flash when the music was turned on as if they were at a club.

Amy faced Sanjna who was now seated in a chair. Sanjna thought that the young woman actually appeared more relaxed than before. She could read the young woman's mind. Sanjna knew that Amy thought that this might be all they had to do. Sanjna knew that the trepidation that the beautiful auburn-haired girl felt earlier about the night would come true! Somehow, Sanjna put that in the back of her mind.

With a perfect smile, Amy bent at her waist, flashing the men seated behind her a look at her wonderful ass, and uncrossed Sanjna's legs. Then she angled her knees between Sanjna's thighs and used her hands to push Sanjna's shoulders back in the chair.

Almost immediately Sanjna realized that the woman was going to give her a real table dance. She looked at Horse and some of the other men and, not wanting to appear shocked, she smiled and decided to let the young woman give her a dance. The dancer leaned completely over Sanjna and whispered in her ear. Have you ever gotten a dance? Their faces were mere inches from each other and the thick, wavy auburn hair fell around Sanjna's face as she whispered back, "no."

Sanjna was amazed at the beauty of the woman up close, but Sanjna's hands firmly gripped the arms of the chair. That changed when Amy took Sanjna's hands and moved them to her hips. Sanjna felt an electric jolt as her hands touched the soft skin of the dancer's hips. Sanjna had never touched a woman's nearly nude body before and the touch was shocking.

Amy turned and unsnapped her tight jean shorts. She smiled at the men as if she had the security of being in the club. She reached behind her and pulled Sanjna's hands back to her hips as she wiggled sensuously out of the shorts. She only had a thong and bikini top on now.

As the dancer gyrated over Sanjna, she leaned against Sanjna and whispered. "You are so gorgeous. You should be dancing instead of me!" Then she reached behind her back and grasped the bikini top clasp. The men cheered!

Amy expertly turned and smiled at the men. Touching Sanjna was turning the young woman on although the aphrodisiac was working on them both without their knowledge!

Amy teased the men by unclasping the top but then holding it against her chest as the back strap fell to her sides. Her arm held the stin cloth over her nipples as she smiled at the men.

They yelled playfully for her to let it drop!

"Let's see those titties, girl!" one man yelled.

Amy smiled knowingly as she continued to gyrate her ass against Sanjna's spread legs. Her free hand went to her mouth playfully. She was a skilled dancer. Without hesitation, Amy let the bikini top drop from her chest and her spectacular breasts were revealed!

The men cheered mindlessly as she gently shook her chest to get her tits to sway!

Then young woman turned towards Sanjna and straddled the chair on her knees. She let her large breasts rub Sanjna's face. Sanjna was stunned. She sat completely still as the young woman rubbed her titties in her face. After a couple of seconds, the young woman whispered softly in her ear. "Suck my titty, baby."

Sanjna's hands dropped to the dancer's thighs and held the young woman's legs below the hips. The auburn haired beauty looked at the gorgeous young lawyer from above. She shook her large breasts directly in Sanjna's face, letting the rubbery nipples drag across the blonde's mouth, nose and cheeks. Amy knew what she had been told to do by Horse and she fully intended on collecting the money promised by these men when she accomplished what they wanted!

Still, Sanjna did not take a nipple in her mouth. With wonderful grace, the redhead placed a knee between Sanjna's legs and inched in up into her crotch. She felt the silky smooth and warm flesh of Sanjna's inner thigh and then felt the cool panties that covered Sanjna's most intimate parts.

Despite leaning back in her chair with the dancer over her, Sanjna knew that her own lingerie, skimpy as it was, was pushed up her shapely legs and that she was wantonly spread as she got this dance. She was also feeling the effect of what she assumed was the alcohol and the rubbing of her inner thighs and pubis by the dancer's knee. As shameful as she knew she looked, she rationalized that there were only the men around and she was certainly more clothed than the beautiful young dancer, who wore only a thong. The warmth radiated throughout her body.

As she danced, Amy whispered in Sanjna's ear. "Horse said that you are really hot."

Sanjna didn't even wonder why he would tell a dancer this. He was a very controlling man.

"Yeah, I know he thinks I am," she replied. Sanjna realized that her speech was slightly slurred and she was surprised at how much she sounded like a simpleton!

"Suck my titty, Sanjna" Amy whispered again. The auburn haired beauty held her breast with one hand beneath the fleshy melon and directed towards Sanjna's lips. The soft, pink nipple lightly brushed Sanjna's lips.

Sanjna knew that what she and the dancer were doing was obscured from the rest of the people there. Her mouth opened and she accepted the flesh. The innocent tanned blonde's tongue began to flick against the tit. As she suckled the young breast, she felt the nipple stiffen.

Still her mind wondered what she was doing! She thought to herself that she was not a lesbian and had never had interest in any woman, but she found her situation strangely erotic. She seemed to lack self-control.

Sanjna found herself lightly rubbing the dancer's exquisite legs. She felt the dancer inching her leg up little by little.

"Raise your ass, baby," Amy whispered.

Sanjna was surprised when she raised her hips slightly to allow Amy to push the lingerie up around Sanjna's slim waist. She felt the cool air wash her now naked hips and thighs. Sanjna knew that she should be concerned that her bottom was only covered by a thin silk pair of panties, but she ignored the concern. It just felt so good!

Amy looked at Horse and a couple of the other men as her breasts covered Sanjna's face. They smiled broadly and gave her a "thumbs-up" sign. She felt somewhat guilty, but she wanted to collect the money they promised. Her hand dropped to try to finger-fuck Sanjna.

Sanjna felt the dancer's hand between their bodies. It found the top of her panties and moved beneath the silk searching for Sanjna's pussy. Sanjna let Amy's nipple out of her mouth. She wanted to protest the dancer trying to touch her pussy, but despite her every intention to do so, her fuzzy mind hesitated. Sanjna felt extremely hot!

The beautiful cheerleader simply felt too good to do anything but ask, "Whaaaat?"

Amy fumbled awkwardly trying to find the opening to Sanjna's tight pussy. Her hand felt the neatly trimmed landing strip of pubic hair leading to Sanjna's vaginal treasure. Then her fingertips felt the true blonde's pussy. Amy's large breast had fallen from Sanjna's mouth and she thought Sanjna might protest her advances. Quickly, Amy's mouth covered Sanjna's open lips and began to kiss the young lawyer deeply.

Sanjna felt the young woman's tongue dive into her mouth. She had never kissed a woman before and was appalled at the idea, but couldn't move as the beautiful dancer swirled her tongue within. The young woman's hot breath was sweet and her tongue soft and tasty.

Sanjna also thought about the odd fact that the young woman's mouth was so much smaller than the mouth of every man she had ever kissed before. And, Amy's ripe lips were soft and feminine. Despite herself, she seemed to lose track of where she was and who was watching and began to kiss the young woman back!

Amy knew to work quickly. Her free hand went to the low cut in Sanjna's baby-doll outfit and her hand pushed the straps off of Sanjna's shoulders and down her arms. Then in a smooth move she pulled one of Sanjna's breasts free. The supple flesh bounced erotically as the full tits were now completely in view. The dancer's nimble fingers cupped one of the large breasts, weighing it and kneading it gently, and then tweaked Sanjna's nipple into erection.

Sanjna was aroused as she never had been in her life. Every nerve seemed to be tingling; every erotic spot seemed to be aroused! She almost felt in a dreamlike state. Amy's finger found the slender entrance to Sanjna's pussy and entered it deeply. Sanjna's thighs spread. The beautiful blonde shook convulsively as every muscle in her silky thighs twisted towards the maddening inquiry between her legs. Almost immediately, Sanjna set her high heeled shoes on the floor for leverage and her pelvis pumped up towards the dancer's probing finger as her sensitive thighs scissored slowly around the prodding digit.

Sanjna knew that she was out-of-her-mind hot! The young lawyer kissed the dancer deeply and let her tongue French kiss the woman while her hands held on to Amy's baby smooth skin. The dim lights of the room seemed to dull Sanjna's senses and the loud music sent a steady rhythm into her brain. She felt out of control horny and carefree.

Sanjna's hands slipped from Amy's ass and thighs and reached between them for Amy's nipples. Finding the rubbery tips of both breasts, Sanjna began to tug on them with her slender fingers while her buttocks danced with Amy's probing finger.

The transfixed men watched in utter fascination as the two women went at each other wildly. Amy straddled Sanjna's tanned legs and knelt in front of the completely nude Sanjna, kissing her intensely as they probed and kneaded each other. As soon as Amy's knees were set next to Sanjna's muscular legs, Sanjna released Amy's distended nipples and quickly went to Amy's thin, silky thong. After stroking Amy's back for a moment, Sanjna's hands returned to the thong.

In one quick motion, Sanjna tugged the last piece of clothing that either of them wore off of Amy's firm ass and down her legs, releasing them to lay on the back of Amy's knees, and only then because Sanjna could not force them off of Amy's long legs.

Despite their deep kissing, Sanjna began to moan out loud as she was being driven wild by the finger fucking.

"Uggggggghhhhh!" she moaned as Amy kissed her deeply and fingered her quaking pussy. Sanjna was so out of control that she felt the leather chair becoming wet with her pussy juices!

As if not to be outdone, Sanjna quickly put her right hand between Amy's muscular thighs and searched for her pussy opening. The men watched as Sanjna's fingers appeared from between Amy's legs and then probed upward for the juicy slit of Amy's cunt that now peeked out between her beautiful thighs. When she found Amy's love hole, Sanjna didn't waste time. She slipped two manicured and polished fingers into the auburn haired beauty's tight vagina and began to work the fingers in and out of Amy's pussy incessantly.

The aphrodisiac had rendered both beauties slaves to their lusts! Their heightened perverted pleasure utterly destroyed their wills to resist!

Now it was Amy's turn to cry out.

The men watched as the muscles in her neck strained and she groaned as they kissed.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," was the muffled cry from Amy as she pumped her beautiful ass onto Sanjna's indecently wet fingers. The slick fingers appeared, rubbed Amy's pussy lips from the outside, and then plunged back inside her pussy all the way to Sanjna's hand.

So lost were the two women in their own sexual ecstasy that the men's roar of approval barely registered in their uninhibited brains! The men watched as the succulent flesh of the women's tits pressed together as their intertwined bodies aggressively sought out their pleasure!

As if in a mutual masturbation race, each woman found the other's clitoris and began to tease the little hooded female organ to stiffness. As their vaginal juices flooded the others fingers and they kissed wildly, their bodies began to be covered with a thin sheen of perspiration, and they felt their limits being reached as they fingered each other's clits!

"Aaaaaaiiiiiieeeeeee!!!!!" they both cried out as they began to climax simultaneously, re-doubling their tonguing and probing!

"OOOOOhhhhhh!!!! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!" It was not clear whose mouth uttered what moan! Both women worked their lustful lower bodies in rhythm, seeking out the pleasure giving fingers! Both young women shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure washed over their young, nubile bodies!

Sanjna felt her tight pussy begin to squeeze around Amy's deeply placed finger and she held Amy's body close to hers as she orgasmed intensely! Sanjna's mouth hung open in obscene rapture at the finger-fucking she was taking!

"Make ...me ... cum, ...baby!" she screamed. "Aaaaaaiiiiiiiieeeee!"

The inhuman sounds erupted from their heaving bodies mixed with the shouts and cries from the men now anxious to have their turns with the naked young women.

Sanjna's free hand grabbed a handful of Amy's hair and held on tightly through the orgasm, Sanjna's rounded breasts bouncing up and down to the delight of onlookers!

No sooner had they begun to come down from their orgasms than Sanjna felt Amy being pulled gently from off of her. Feeling slightly drunk and still under the influence of the aphrodisiac, Sanjna shamefully thought that she wanted a cock!

Horse stood right in front of her chair, completely nude. Out of his midsection rose his rock-hard, oversized prick! The purplish head of his hard cock looked menacing to the innocent blonde.

His eyes were full of lust as he looked at the naked body of the beautiful, tanned blonde.

"Get in line, boys," he said with a wicked grin. "Let's lay some wood on these tight cunts."

Sanjna looked over to Amy who appeared to be completely in shock. The beautiful auburn haired woman was being pulled by a couple of men off of the chair and away from Sanjna. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled erotically, her nipples stiff and rubbery. The full buttocks of the woman moved in a very sexy way as she was pulled along. Amy wished that she at least had some panties on!

Amy's big eyes looked pleadingly back at Sanjna, but there was a bit of inevitability on her concerned face. Her lips were pouty and she looked as if things had gotten out of control.

In fact, they had.

Just before Sanjna looked away at what was facing her, she saw Amy lifted onto a table by several laughing men and pushed flat on her back. A man began pushing his stiff tool into her tight, resisting pussy. The man was standing in front of Amy and her long legs were held by some men straight up in the air with her feet resting above the man's shoulders.

Amy looked at Sanjna with pleading eyes. Her mouth hung open. The man's stiff meat was already pumping in and out of Amy's young cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," she cried out in abject humiliation!

"Come on, baby," Horse said to Sanjna. "Give'em a show!"

Sanjna's mind raced. She didn't want to have every man fuck her like it was apparent they would do to Amy.

She thought that no one would mess with Horse, so she quickly decided to try to limit her sexual intercourse to Horse.

The beautiful blonde tried to block out the fact that she was completely nude and that there were many other men in the room. She smiled beautifully at Horse and reached her slender fingers towards his massive cock. The stiffness and thickness of it shocked the young lawyer. It felt like a person's arm!

But Sanjna knew that Horse was going to fuck her. There was no doubt about that! What she wanted was not to have to be fucked by any man who desired her tight pussy.

So Sanjna moved her shapely ass to the edge of the chair and leaned over to kiss Horse's massive tool. She knew her actions were shameful, but she was desperate to limit her sex to Horse.

"Oh my god," she thought as she cupped his testicles. The fleshy sac barely contained the two large balls that she could almost feel churning with hot sperm. There was no doubt where the man got his nickname!

Still, she held his hot prick with one hand while she cradled his heavy balls with the other. Opening her soft lips wide, Sanjna let the hard shaft slide a few inches into her mouth. She bobbed gently on the fleshy head of the cock, tonguing it beneath the head of the shaft.

"Suck my dick, baby," Horse said.

Sanjna pretended they were alone and continued her lewd sucking on the man who let out a deep groan!

She heard men cheer but she didn't look up from Horse's hard penis. Very slowly, Sanjna rose from the chair and held Horse's cock in her small hand, stroking it gently.

Horse's hands went to the silky tanned skin of Sanjna's ass. He stroked the woman's buttocks. Sanjna felt his cock jerk in her hand as he felt her bottom. She kissed his chest. Despite all that was going on, she was still turned on!

In the back of Sanjna's mind she could hear Amy moaning as she was getting fucked by one of the men. Even that sounded erotic to the young professional whose body was full of aphrodisiacs. Sanjna stole a glance at Amy and saw that the beautiful auburn-haired woman was now sitting up at the edge of the table, her thighs wrapped around a man's hips, pumping her pussy rhythmically on the man's cock! Amy's was the picture of sexual ecstasy!

Horse's hands on Sanjna's nude body moved to her firm, D-cup breasts. The naturally perky tits seemed big on a woman of Sanjna's build. Her tummy was flat as could be and there was no sag at all in her young womanly flesh. Horse found the nipples and began to tug on them and roll them in his fingers.

The aphrodisiac had not worn off Sanjna and she could not understand why she was so sexually hot! The rubbery tips of her breasts sent electric jolts of sexually charged energy pulsating through her firm, young body that ended at her pussy! She had never felt so out of control! "Slow it down," she thought to herself, "slow it down."

Then a moan escaped her perfect lips!

"Ohhhh," she cried and closed her eyes in humiliation. She hated herself for revealing her sluttiness so openly. "I'm such a whore," she thought.

Horse looked at the men standing around and smiled. "She's a hot piece of ass, boys!"

"That bitch is made for fucking," one of the men said.

"Damn right," said another, "we're gonna wear that pussy out!"

Sanjna's brain swirled and she tried to regain her bearings.

"Horse," she cooed, "let's go to your room so we can be together all night."

"Maybe in a minute, baby," he replied, catching on to what she wanted to do. "Maybe in a minute. First, let me sit down."

With that, Horse moved around Sanjna and sat on the leather chair. His huge dick stuck straight out from his pelvis. He pulled Sanjna nearer and as she turned, she revealed her tanned legs and buttocks to the men. She heard low whistles and murmuring from the men standing behind her.

As she reached Horse, he turned her around so that she faced the men in the room.

"Sit on my cock, baby," he said.

"Don't you want to do this in your room, baby," she asked in a sexy voice.

But Horse didn't even answer. His hands reached the swell of her hips and began to push her young ass down onto the thick head of his cock.

Sanjna was humiliated. Her large tits swayed gently as she faced the men with her muscular, tanned legs straddling Horse's. Now she felt herself being forced into a squatting position and the head of his large penis pushing upward toward her wet cunt.

"That huge prick ain't gonna fit in her, Horse," one of the men said laughingly.

"Put it inside you, baby," Horse said.

Sanjna reached between her legs and gripped the stiff man-meat with her delicate hand. She directed the pulsating head to the tiny opening of her vagina. Immediately, Horse began to try to force her body down on the thick shaft.

The men could see that Sanjna was struggling with taking the thick rod between her gorgeous legs. Sanjna's hand still held Horse's cock, but her other went to the man's leg. The men who were watching saw that she placed her palm on the man's leg to slow the entry of the massive penis into her pussy.

Sanjna tried to avert her eyes from the leering view of these men. It was no use. She looked at them through a foggy brain but could clearly see the prominent bulges within their pants! She despaired about what would happen next.

As she felt Horse's cock spread her pussy and slowly enter her vagina, she nearly died of shame. As each inch disappeared within the former college cheerleader's cunt, the men laughed and hooted.

"Aaaah! Aaaah! Ohhh!" she cried out delicately. His cock was too thick for the young lawyer.

She winced with discomfort as Horse pushed his man-meat into her. He reached around her and playfully pinched her stiff nipples. Sanjna could not see him, of course, but he winked playfully at the men on the other side of the gorgeous woman. He was going to give them a show at the young professional's expense. This model of the conservative corporate world was going to have to lose her inhibitions tonight, he thought.

Her hands instinctively covered his as he fondled the soft flesh of her titties in his palms. She bit her lower lip as he pushed deeper into her pussy.

Sanjna's pussy bathed Horse's cock in her vaginal juices and he quickly established a tawdry rhythm as he tried to get his entire cock into the tiny pussy! The men watched in fascination as the blonde former cheerleader was slowly impaled on the huge tool. She seemed to be filled completely even though his cock was only half way into her pussy!

The beautiful blonde's eyelids fluttered and her mouth was agape as she was filled with his long, thick prick. The men thought she might pass out, but she gradually took the entire dong into her pussy without losing consciousness. It was clearly only done very slowly and with a maximum of pressure applied by Horse by pushing the lovely blonde down on his cock.

"Uuuuuugggggggghhhhhhhh," she moaned as her round butt hit the base of Horse's shaft.

Horse watched the tiny starfish that constituted Sanjna's asshole as he fucked her from behind. Playfully he placed the tip of his finger at the little sphincter and put some pressure on it. It did not yield to the push. He knew that she had not been taken there often. His hand moved away when she reached back to grip his wrist in an effort to keep him from invading her in two holes.

He smiled meanly. He'd make a mental note to break the young blonde in this way, too.

As the young woman slowly rode his pole, Horse began to feel mean.

"Your pussy is sopping wet, girl!" he said. "You like it, don't you?"

"Ohhhh!" was Sanjna's only audible reply.

He now had hold of Sanjna's hips and was guiding her up and down on his stiff prick. She slowly rose and fell erotically on his dick. She had pulled her hands away from her breasts to slow his rhythm by placing her hands on the tops of his thighs. This left her entire torso, from her pussy to her large orbs, exposed to the men, and they watched as her tits jiggled erotically with each pump of his cock.

Horse didn't want to cum so early in the evening. Despite his weighty balls being full of hot jism, he wanted to wait.

"Hell, why should I shoot my wad in this tight cunt right off the bat?" he wondered to himself. "The little whore would like nothing better than to get the biggest cock off early. Fuck her!"

Suddenly, he held Sanjna's hips just as her pussy was down against his pelvis. Sanjna was caught by surprise and moaned aloud.

"Ohhhhh!" she cried as she was held down on his huge, thick tool.

The cock was at its most invasive point, up through her body, and it seemed all the way to her chest! She squirmed uncomfortably for a few moments as she sat with her pussy entirely filled with his cock!

"Thwack!" He slapped the curvaceous ass with a quick open handed spank.

"Owww!" Sanjna cried.

"Sit still," he ordered.

"It ... it hurts!" she moaned.

"Fuck! You know you like it!" he said.

"Guys," he said, "I need a little help. Can someone fuck this blonde cheerleader for me?"

The men cheered!

Sanjna had no idea what he meant!

Horse put his hands under her shapely butt, lifted Sanjna slightly, and pushed her hard off of his cock towards the men!

She stumbled towards the men, her titties bouncing and her blonde tresses disheveled, arms outstretched as she tried to regain her balance!

The men caught the naked woman and she began to try to pull away from them. But there were too many of them -- grabbing her tits and legs and ass -- and she felt herself being lifted off of her feet by the lust crazed men. She continued to struggle but it was no use!

"Nooooo! Horse! Not this, pleeeeese!" she said knowing that she was being offered to whoever would fuck her. "Nooooo!"

But it was no use. As she kicked her shapely legs and tried to thrash her arms, there were so many men that she was easily controlled. Being held up off the floor as she was, she had no leverage and the men simply allowed her to flex her lovely muscles and attempt to escape, but it was no use! Still her lovely legs tried to kick free.

The men holding her felt her soft skin and gazed lustfully at her tanned body. The neatly trimmed patch of hair leading to her vagina seemed to show that the woman was a true blonde! The sexy, light-colored down shone nicely in contrast with her tan and it led to the little pink slit that would soon be filled with stiff man-meat!

Her ears were filled with the sound of the men laughing as they playfully, but firmly, held onto her body. She heard Horse.

"Baby, remember you wanted my help! Now, how are you gonna get it if you don't help me?"

Sanjna looked for any sign of sympathy in his hardened face. Despite the heat of the night and the open windows, he could see her shivering slightly from fear. She was in need of a boost, Horse thought.

"Fernando," he called. "Bring me a drink for this beautiful woman."

Instantaneously, there was a tall glass of aphrodisiac-spiked liquor in Horse's hand.

"Hold her steady, boys, while she drinks this."

He lifted the glass to her rosy lips. "Drink this - it will make you feel better."

In the back of her mind, the young lawyer knew that she would be better off not fighting Horse and submitting to the inevitable.

Sanjna did as he said and gulped hungrily at the cool, but slightly bitter, drink. She quickly felt the warmth of the drink and the drug. The warmth spread through her chest to her rubbery nipples and down to her moist, tight pussy. "What is wrong with me?" she wondered still not imagining that an aphrodisiac of that strength could have been in the drink. She believed that she was simply a shameless slut!

"Next to me, I think the biggest winner at the table was Charlie," Horse announced. He was still next to Sanjna's face as she was being held completely off the floor.

"You're gonna get what you want," Horse said to her, "so give them what they want. Comprende?"

Sanjna looked into his face. She knew that she was in his control and remembered that she did want his help. She nodded in a humiliating submission in front of all the men.

Without waiting any longer, Horse called to Charlie. "Charlie, come fuck this hot filly!"

Feeling completely helpless, Sanjna looked at the men holding her legs, two on each leg, and then at the man who was apparently Charlie, literally standing at her pedicured, dainty feet.

He was a tall, skinny man with disheveled, graying hair and steel-rimmed glasses. His grin was huge and he was dropping his trousers as she watched. He stepped out of the pants. He looked foolish in his short shirt, shoes and socks and white briefs. Sanjna knew that he had probably never been with a woman as beautiful as her.

"Put me down! Put me down!" she demanded, knowing how ridiculous she must appear, nude and being held by so many men!

Sanjna began to kick her legs again, but the men held her tightly. The blonde lawyer began to tire from her exertion. As the aphrodisiac continued to flow through her nubile body, Sanjna only knew that the fire in her belly and vagina was becoming unbearable. She wanted the man's stiff cock in her pussy! She wanted to be used and fucked. "What is wrong with me," she wondered. Every moral fiber in her mind fought a losing battle with her body! "It's no use," she thought. "I'm a slut and deserve whatever happens to me."

As Charlie got his underwear off, the men opened her legs and thighs, revealing the thin pink slit of Sanjna's pussy. Sanjna knew that he would fuck her shamelessly.

The man entered the small space between her spread legs. His pale skin contrasted with the dark polo shirt that extended to his waist and his dark shoes and socks. His cock was angled upward and completely stiff, extending from a thatch of grizzled, gray pubic hair.

"Do you want it in your pussy or your butt?" he asked, making it clear that it was really his choice.

Sanjna was shocked into awareness of just how little control she had over what was about to happen. "My pussy or my butt?" she asked herself? Chills of revulsion and fear raced down her neck and shoulders. She looked at the reddish prick at full attention jutting from his skinny torso as he stood between her tanned legs. Before she could answer he spoke again.

"Well?" he asked the shocked young lawyer. "I'll choose if you don't!"

Sanjna looked at his smirking face. How arrogant he was!

"My pussy," she answered softly, abjectly humiliated!

"I didn't hear you, girlfriend," he said with a laugh, although all the men had heard her submissive reply.

"My pussy," Sanjna said a little louder.

"Fair enough," he said. "The young lady wants a cock in her pussy! It'd be discourteous not to fuck her! And, I'm not a discourteous man."

He moved between her sensuously open legs and gripped her well-formed thighs tightly and then moved even closer to the juncture of her legs. His hands shifted to her buttocks as the men held her in the air. Her pussy was poised just over his erect penis.

Charlie stared at the well-trimmed pussy and the blonde downy hair that shone with a light sheen on her tanned skin. His stiff penis pulsated involuntarily as he gazed at the delectable cunt he was about to enter. She felt his cock head press at the opening to her vagina and begin to pierce her cuntal lips and then with a single thrust, he was completely within her smooth, wet passage.

"Oh!" she whimpered in helpless defeat. The aphrodisiac continued to pump sexual craving into her young, nubile body.

Having gotten a firm grip on the naked lawyer's ass, and with his cock deeply embedded in her hot vagina, Charlie began to pump her pussy for all it was worth. Sanjna felt the length of his cock pushing in and withdrawing from her young body.

"I need it!" she thought to herself. "I need to be fucked good by some cock!" The fucking by Horse had left her close to orgasm and now she felt it coming on again!

Now the men holding her began to take advantage of being so close. Their hands were tugging on her nipples and stroking her soft, inner thighs as Charlie nailed her. As dreadful as she was being treated, Sanjna's body began to betray her in the most shameful way. She was very, very hot!

One of the men holding her leaned down and kissed her mouth. She opened her lips, gasping for air, and he swirled his tongue in her mouth. Her hips pumped on Charlie's stiff tool. When the man kissing her pulled away, another man took his place and kissed her intensely! She kissed him back mindlessly!

Sanjna wiggled her hips to get the full feeling of the cock being inside her. She squeezed her cunt tightly around the man's stiff dick and felt as if she could feel every vein, every ridge of his rock-hard cock deep within her silky smooth love hole! The young lawyer began to feel the orgasm welling up within her.

"Ohhhhhh," she cried.

Sanjna's Mistake Ch. 24

by Exbiidelhi2012©

The men looked at Sanjna. She really was beautiful and they gazed in shock at her young body spread in total sacrifice before them! Sanjna was no longer resisting, but in fact giving herself up to the intense pleasure that was coursing through her innocent body. Her firmly fleshed breasts swayed gently out from her heaving rib cage and her mouth hung open in obscene rapture. She mewled softly with each piston stroke from his cock.

She couldn't take it any longer! Her tight passage began to milk the long stiff prick with a silky smooth squeezing movement. She gripped the arms of the men who held her tightly. Several exchanged knowing glances at each other as they saw the transformation of the young lawyer.

"OHHHHHHHH," she cried at the top of her lungs as her legs straightened and stiffened, her toes pointed and the muscles in her buttocks hardened within the man's hands. She was going to cum!

Unaware of the men's lustful gazes, Sanjna began to thrash in orgasm!

Charlie was now relentlessly pounding away at her pussy with his throbbing penis! When he felt her muscular buttocks flex in his hands, he nearly shot his wad! Then the squeezing and grasping of her pussy on his cock that he knew was intentional on the young blonde's part became too intense for him. She pumped her ass onto the hard prick in a steady, rhythmic movement.

"AAAAAaaaaaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!" she screamed!

Two hands tugged at her nipples just as she began to climax!

"OOOOhhhhh, gawwwwwddddd," she cried out. "Give it to me hard! Fuck meeeeeee!"

The man lost control at that moment as well and he began to shoot his gooey white sperm into her tight, quaking cunt.

"Fuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkk!" he yelled as he exploded inside her pussy and they climaxed together.

"AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!" Sanjna screamed! The young blonde was lost in sexual abandon!

The man had barely finished shooting his hot spunk into her pussy before she heard one of the men lay claim to tasting her sexual secrets next. The thin man let his deflating cock slide from Sanjna's wet pussy.

"Put her on the table next to the other whore," someone said, and Sanjna felt herself carried over to the table. She was placed in a seated position and immediately two men leaned over and began to suck on her full tits!

Sanjna looked at them with wide, blue eyes as they suckled like two hungry children! One of the men was younger and very attractive. He opened his mouth wide and seemed to lick her breast and nipple voraciously. The other man, older and unattractive, pursed his lips and sucked hard on her nipple. Her hands went to the backs of their heads and she softly stroked their hair. Her eyes were half closed and her head momentarily fell back.

It seemed to her, as she looked back up and stared at the two strangers, that she was giving them sustenance as they tried to nurse at her breasts, although it was only satisfying their uncontrolled lust! Still it gave her a feeling of warmth and power!

Her nipples responded as any woman's would, by getting harder and more rubbery as they were sucked. But Sanjna's breasts had always responded to stimulation very quickly and she found her body recovering from her orgasm and heating up quickly!

Her soft mewlings were mixed with the slurping sound of the men sucking on her breasts. When she felt a hand touching her inner thigh, she spread her legs just an inch or so to give the man's probing digits a bit more room to explore. Then she moved slightly forward to get her pussy closer to the edge of the table.

Sanjna arched her back and felt the finger thrust deeper into her ready cunt. Then she felt a second finger join the first! The former cheerleader turned her blonde head to her left and her mouth opened wide as she was overcome by the nipple sucking and finger-fucking like a woman possessed.

When her eyes regained focus, she saw Amy only inches from her on her hands and knees on the table! Her curvy, alabaster ass was up in the air and Horse was kneeling on the table behind her shapely buttocks, sinking the long length of his massive hardness into her pussy.

Sanjna watched in fascination as Amy labored in front of the man, absorbing the near bursting cock as it plunged in almost full length with each stroke, making his balls smack audibly against the woman's quivering pussy. Amy's slender hands were balled into tiny fists and her face was contorted with a mixture of pained pleasure!

Without thinking, Sanjna said "you're too big for her, Horse!"

No one seemed to hear her or care.

The man fingering Sanjna's pussy pulled his fingers from within her hot vagina and replaced them with his large tool. After only a few strokes, Sanjna cried out as she came once again!

Only after a few seconds did she realize that the man had reached crisis and pulled out of her young pussy only to be replaced by another long dick!

"Line up boys, we've got two hot pussies ready to service you!" a man's voice cried.

"Oh my god," Sanjna thought, "we are going to be fucked all night long!" She was right.

Neither of the gorgeous women would rest that night until there was not a hard cock left to fill their mouths or pussies. Only when the last man had emptied his balls into their bodies would they finally be allowed to sleep and then it would be a restless, peaceless slumber.

*****

Sanjna felt the morning sunlight on her beautiful face. They young blonde stretched in bed as her blue eyes slowly opened.

Where was she, she wondered initially. She felt the soreness in her athletic body. Her leg muscles were sore, her hips were sore, but her little pussy was used and her tits were tender! Then the subtle movement of the large yacht brought her back to reality!

What a night, she thought! How could this have happened to her?

All of her racing thoughts were frozen when the door opened to her bedroom and Horse walked in.

Sanjna was frightened of the man but didn't want to show it. If he wanted to fuck her again, she would spread her long legs and let him pound away until he shot his wad inside her pussy.

"Sweetie," he said, "we're headed back into the docks." He sat next to her bed and stroked her inner thigh. "You did real good last night. Get up, shower, and get dressed. I think you've worked enough for these fellas. I'm gonna stick by my word too. I think you'll find this Jackson guy will be taken care of."

"Thank you, Horse," she said. Sanjna's chest felt tight and she realized that her eyes were welled-up with tears. Instinctively, she reached for Horse and clutched him close to her naked breasts. He took her in a gentle embrace and stroked the soft skin of her naked back. Maybe it had all been worth while, she thought! She suddenly knew how much she hated Jackson.

*****

The sea breeze blew through Sanjna's blonde hair as the boat came into view of the docks, still a bit in the distance. Sanjna had done as Horse had wanted her and she was freshly showered and dressed in a very short dress that he had brought from her closet. Her shapely, tanned legs looked none the worse for wear given what she had been put through the night before and her big, firm breasts were now safely encased beneath the thin material of her dress. The nipples showed prominently and the dress barely covered the flair of her buttocks and she wore no panties because there were none to be found, but Sanjna wasn't concerned.

Horse came up to the young lawyer.

"I am as good as my word," he said.

"I believe you," was Sanjna's reply.

She stood at the railing of the large boat as it made its way back to shore. Horse stood slightly behind her.

Sanjna felt his hands go to the soft cloth of her dress and stroke her firm ass cheeks in his hands. Her skin was so silky smooth!

Sanjna looked back at the man. He was unzipping the front of his pants.

She felt the hem of the dress flip onto her back, exposing her tanned buttocks. The thick head of his cock lay on her butt. She reached between her shapely thighs and felt his heavy balls. Reaching further, she grasped the thick shaft and directed the bulbous head to her pussy lips.

"Gentle," was all she said as she felt him begin to push the cock inside her little pussy.

Sanjna spread her legs slightly, bent slightly at the waist and held onto the railing as his cock began to slide inside her. Horse threw her one last fuck and climaxed just moments before they docked.

They young lawyer left the docks with a red face and chest and a pussy full of Horse's semen.

*****

It was still early morning as the young lawyer got off the yacht and went to her law offices. As she walked through the plush office, she knew that she could no longer practice law there. She went to her office and emptied it of her personal belongings and wrote a letter of resignation to the managing partner. For the first time in months she felt free. She was going to move out of state and start over.

*****

A couple of days later, as Sanjna dropped off the keys to her house at the real estate agent's office she picked up a local paper. The agent had told her that her house would earn her a tidy profit. Just as Sanjna was leaving the office the agent mentioned that a partner in her firm was in the morning paper. Sanjna got to her car and felt her hands shaking as she scanned the paper for the article.

There it was! "Local attorney arrested in large drug bust" was the headline. Sanjna quickly read through the article. Eugene "Gene" Jackson had been busted with several ounces of cocaine in his car.

A feeling of dread and fear spread through her body. "So Horse really did it!" This made her feel even more afraid. "Thank god I'm leaving town today," she thought.

*****

Sanjna could feel the man's eyes on her legs as she walked a couple of feet ahead of him. The stranger made her nervous as he followed her closely. As she came to the door she opened it and turned to the man.

"In here," she said. Her big blue eyes looked nervously at the man.

The man stared at her intently.

Sanjna closed the door.

*****

The young lawyer's legs were spread and the man pounded his cock into her pussy at an increasingly fast rate. She knew that he was close to cumming! Her muscular thighs wrapped the man's midsection even tighter and she rolled her buttocks up to meet each of his thrusts.

She squeezed her tight, young vagina around his manhood and milked it with her pussy muscles. Her arms went around his broad shoulders and she whispered, "fuck me, baby," into his ear.

The man groaned and began to shoot his hot semen into Sanjna's quaking love passage. The beautiful blonde cradled the man between her legs as he emptied his heavy balls into her cunt. She gently stroked his back, reaching down to his buttocks and lightly feeling the split between his ass cheeks. Gradually, he regained his bearings. Then, he rolled off of her and onto the bed.

"Gosh, you're gorgeous," he said to Sanjna.

Sanjna smiled and whispered "thank you."

The man propped himself on his elbow and surveyed the tanned naked form before him. "I'd love to see you again," he said.

"I hope you will!" was her only reply.

"Jillian, said that you worked here for a weekend about a year ago."

Sanjna smiled.

"What made you come back?" he asked.

"I liked it here," Sanjna said. "It was fun." The young blonde didn't want to say that the money was great and that the work was done laying on your back, a common joke among the girls who worked for Jillian.

"You don't seem the type," he said. "What did you do before you came here?"

Sanjna smiled her perfect smile.

"You wouldn't believe it if I told you!"

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