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... Don The Degenerate Doorman: 8C Carrie The Comely Co-ed By rutger5 (An Original Story - Copyright 2013) (Dedicated to marriecarrie if you’re still out there.) _______________________________________________________________________ It was my favorite part of the workday, well really that’s quitting time so I suppose it was my second favorite time. I had already taken lunch and my co-worker Jose was taking his and once he returned there would only be an hour remaining until quitting time. For the most part it was quiet with the normal deliveries to the building already having taken place and since it was a weekday afternoon many of the building residents were at work. Some stay at home wives or retirees might still occasionally pass through the lobby necessitating my opening the door for them and in a little while the nannies would be heading out en masse to pick up their young charges when school let out but these were the exceptions, not the rule. There was enough free time to check the newspaper to see if any of my horses had won their race the previous day and while doing so I noticed in an ad that one of my favorite strip club haunts had introduced body sushi. Not sure about that idea - I mean if there was a bad odor how would you be sure where it was coming from - the girl it rested on or the fish itself. After finishing the sports section I folded the paper and put it on the desk and looked up. As soon as I did I noticed two people approaching the entrance. Getting to my feet I walked over toward the front door. They’d stopped out front and were kissing as I watched from the vestibule, leaving me unsure of whether to open the door for them or not. The young woman was an attractive college co-ed who lived with her parents on the 8th floor and she was with the latest in a long line of losers, ne’er do wells and riff raff that she chose to associate with, much to her poor parents chagrin. He was practically mauling her as they made out, with both his hands all over her shapely butt and one of his legs was in between hers pressing into her covered mound. I saw him whisper something in her ear and she giggled in response after which they broke their embrace. He still kept one of his hands on her ass as they turned toward the building again, prompting me to open the front door for them. “Good afternoon Miss Hart,” I said as they passed inside. “Hi,” was all she said in reply but she gave me a little smile to go along with it, which lit up the vestibule brighter than a Christmas tree. They passed into the lobby and even though her low hanging, baggy pants wearing companion protested she first went toward the mailboxes. Showing his class he ground his narrow hips into her ass while she unlocked her mailbox and removed the envelopes inside. I’d returned to my position at the front desk while considering how best to proceed when I decided to throw caution to the wind and act. So I waited until she’d closed the mailbox and they were heading to the elevators to speak up. “Excuse me Miss Hart, but may I have a word with you?” They turned and I could see him roll his eyes that were half hidden under his shaggy hair but she gave him a quick kiss before coming my way. “What is it Don?” she asked, absently flicking her long, brown, curly hair with her delicate hand. “I shouldn’t even be telling you this Miss, but I’d hate for you get into any trouble. The deal is that your parents have asked me to keep my eyes open and see if you bring any guests upstairs while they’re not home. And if you do, they want me to make note of it and inform them.” I had to force myself to not laugh in her face from her reaction, for her jaw literally dropped and she looked like a deer caught in the headlights right before it became road kill. Her eyes widened and she swallowed nervously as she digested what I had revealed to her before she regained a modicum of control. “Are you serious, my parents, like, have you spying on me?” “Afraid so Miss. Their instructions were quite specific in regards to this. If you bring anyone upstairs they want me to write down what time, how long your guest stays and most importantly the sex of the visitor.” “Fuck!” she said in a loud voice, but fortunately besides her friend and me no one else was in the lobby to hear her outburst. She stood there for a minute thinking when an idea came to her. “Well, you don’t have to say anything, do you? I mean, it’s not like part of your job to spy on people, is it?” “Not really but I have to tell you that your family has always been very generous to me and I wouldn’t want to do anything that would cause that to change,” I answered truthfully. “Damn! Fuck!” she said as my words thwarted her plans. “Well thanks, I guess, for at least, like, letting me know. Otherwise I’d be, like hearing about it from my bitch mother. I know she must be the one behind this. Fuck!” With that final curse she turned on her heel and walked back to meet her companion. The two of them whispered together for a minute then without glancing my way they turned and left the building. After first waiting a minute to give them time to put some distance between themselves and the building I ambled outside and looked up the block. They were approaching 78th Street and when they reached it the couple turned onto it to head in the direction of the park. Ah, young lust. Throw up a roadblock and they’ll find a way to circumvent it. No doubt they would soon be scaring the squirrels while following the eternal example of the birds and bees. Well that wasn’t my problem. I had no desire to police anyone and only agreed to keep my eyes open due to past (and hopefully future) generosity by her parents. If she wanted to bang every loser in NYC that was her business I figured. I’d accomplished what I wanted though, finding a way to not be a snitch while at the same time not deceiving the Harts. All in all a satisfactory outcome. A little later once my shift ended I’d left the building and was headed toward 77th Street in order to catch the subway. I could hear someone behind me rapidly approaching but thought nothing of it until I felt a hand touch my arm. Whirling around I found myself staring at Miss Hart, who seemed slightly winded. “You really walk fast Don, I wasn’t sure I’d like catch up to you. What’s the rush, you like have a hot date or something?” “Nothing like that Miss Hart. I usually wait until the evening for my dates, hot or otherwise.” “Hmm, I’m not so sure about that, at least if the gossip I’ve heard is true. The word is some of your hottest dates happen like when you’re working.” If she was hoping to get a reaction from me then she must have been disappointed by my lack of one. With my Ray Bans on, my eyes were hidden from view but it wouldn’t have mattered in any case. I was pretty adept at hiding my thoughts and feelings and the fact she’d heard about some of my extra curricular activities didn’t faze me. Now if certain married male tenants had confronted me thus I might have worried a bit, but otherwise I considered it good advertising of my prowess. “No answer, huh?” she asked and my only reply was to shrug my shoulders and give her a half smile. “Fine, that doesn’t matter anyway but I do want to talk to you.” “I’m not stopping you Miss Hart,” I answered but she made a face when I did. “Don, would you mind calling me Carrie instead of Miss Hart. You’re not at work so you don’t have to be like so formal, you know, and it makes me sound old.” “Fine by me Carrie. Now what do you want to talk about?” “Do we have to, like do this on the street?” “Okay, you want an iced coffee or something?” I asked indicating a famous overpriced coffee chain across the street. A few minutes later she was sitting across from me enjoying a venti mocha latte iced coffee while I sipped a grande regular hot coffee. We sat in silence for a few minutes for I felt no need to rush anything. When she wanted to talk she could, until then I was content to drink my coffee and stare at her. For Carrie was very easy on my eyes with her long, curly, brown hair and pretty face and since she was wearing an electric blue spaghetti strap style tank top I also was able to appreciate her perky breasts. With the store’s air conditioning blasting, her nipples were like hard pebbles leading me to believe she wasn’t wearing a bra. She didn’t really need to, for her young breasts appeared quite firm with no sagging but at her young age that was to be expected. “Um, excuse me,” I heard her say, causing me to shift my eyes upward to her face. “Enjoying the view Don?” “Very much so Carrie, though it’s just as nice where I’m looking now,” I replied with my trademark leer plastered on my face. “Well I can’t blame you for looking at the girls, they are spectacular.” “Yes, they most certainly are, as is the rest of you in my opinion.” That response made her smile and a second later she flipped her curly hair as she studied my face. “The reason I wanted to talk was, like, I was wondering if we could work out some kind of deal, you know?” “No, not really. What kind of deal are we talking about Carrie?” “A deal so that I can do what I want and not have to worry about my parents like finding out about it.” “That is a problem because as I told you earlier your parents have been very generous with me. If I look the other way and they find out I’ve been playing them for suckers then my tips will dry up at the least. And though I can’t get into official trouble, it would be very bad for my reputation to lie to tenants.” “Well how much do they give you? Maybe I can top it.” “Since from what they’ve told me you’re a full time student who doesn’t work and that they support you, that might prove difficult.” “Well Don,” she said while batting her eyelashes at me, “not everything has to be about money.” No sooner had she said this then I felt her hand touch my leg a little above my knee and when my eyes met hers she winked at me. “Why you little slut Carrie.” “Yeah, so what? Nothing wrong with that, is there?” “Not from where I’m sitting there isn’t. So do you want to do this now Carrie, or what?” “Like yeah. We can go now but we should hurry ’cause my parents usually get home by six.” “Carrie, weren’t you listening? There is no way I’m going to your family’s apartment and hooking up with you. It defeats the whole purpose of what I’m hoping to accomplish.” “Then where? Not outdoors, thank you very much. Jayson tried to do me in Central Park and I told him no way. He’s lucky he got a blowjob.” “We can go to my place, this way you aren’t bringing anyone to the apartment and even more importantly I’m not going there. C’mon lets go catch the train.” “So where do you live Don?” “In Bay Ridge, we just have to take the 4 or 5 then transfer to the R. Think of it as an adventure Carrie. You know, an upper east side princess going to Brooklyn and all.” “I’ve been to Brooklyn before,” she sniffed as we got up to go. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Ah, life is good I thought to myself. It was a little over an hour later and I was sitting in my recliner with an open ice cold PBR on the table next to me as I took a hit from a big, fat spliff. I inhaled the pungent smoke deeply and held it in a minute before exhaling. “Carrie, do you want any?” I inquired as I looked down while offering her the herb. In order to answer, she first had to release my hard cock from her mouth which had been expertly sucking it. “Thanks Don,” she replied as she reached up. I handed her the joint and watched as her pretty lips wrapped around it and she took a few tokes before giving it back to me. Once she returned it Carrie resumed sucking my joint and man she was talented. Not tooting my own horn but my cock is above average in size yet she was handling it like it was nothing. Carrie’s warm mouth would engulf a good portion of it while her nimble tongue licked it like a lollipop. Her hands kept themselves busy as well, stroking the bottom half of my shaft and massaging my full balls as she sucked me. She stopped sucking when I again offered her some smoke but one of her hands continued to stimulate me even as she inhaled. This time when she resumed she went all out with her oral effort and started to take me deeper each time, my cock head now entering her throat. She pulled off me one more time and after stroking me a few times she angled my cock like she preferred and opened her lips wide. Carrie now slid her head down my shaft all the way, deep throating me as her hand continued to play with my swollen balls. My free hand grabbed her hair and held her in place for a minute before releasing the young woman. Again she released me but only long enough to take a few breaths then once again she did her sword swallowing act. I was getting close so this time my hand sought out her shapely breast and squeezed it through her top. Carrie moaned and the vibrations went right to my cock and stimulated it even more. When I thought about what I planned to do with her later this was enough to push me off the precipice. “Yes, fuck!” I cried out, “I’m going to cum!” She pulled her head up some so I was no longer in her throat though she kept my helmet head in her welcoming mouth as I came. Shot after glorious shot I discharged as her hand squeezed my balls and her tongue lashed my cockhead. When no more cum was left Carrie pulled her mouth off me but she continued to lick me to make sure she’d left none behind. Only when she satisfied that was the case did she move her head. Looking my way she dazzled me with her smile before licking her sexy lips. My hand had kept kneading her firm, young breast and now Carrie placed her hand over mine as I did. “Well that was great Carrie, thanks. Now what do you say about taking off your clothes so we can continue.” “Hmm, I don’t remember agreeing to that Don,” she replied though I could clearly see the lust reflected in her eyes. “We didn’t actually work out the details but it’s the next logical step. You sucked my cock and now its time for me to return the favor. After I first make you cum a few times licking your pussy then we can fuck.” “You have it all worked out I see,” she replied but she must have agreed with me in principle because as soon as she finished speaking she took hold of her blue top and pulled it up and over her head. “Sweet,” I exclaimed as her beautiful bosom was revealed to me in all its naked glory. Unwilling to wait a second longer I stood up while offering Carrie my hand to assist her to her feet. Once she too was standing I only had to bend slightly for she was fairly tall, around five foot seven if I had to hazard a guess, to attach my eager mouth to her succulent breast. The comely college co-ed let out a gasp as my teeth closed on her nipple gently and I sucked as much of her breast into my mouth that I could fit. My hand took hold of her other one and I pinched that nipple at the same time so that they both were receiving the attention they deserved. Her hand ran through my hair as she encouraged my efforts and I wondered how long she could take this attention before stopping me. Carrie seemed content to let my mouth feast on her bosom as I switched between her breasts while continuing to fondle the one that wasn’t in my mouth at any given time. Wanting to step things up I used my free hand to start to rub the nexus between her thighs and even through the material I could feel the outline of her vulva. When I did this her breathing became more rapid and irregular while her moans increased in both volume and intensity. Desiring to touch her and not her clothing my hand crept up to the button of her stretch jeans and undid it before pulling down her zipper. Once that was accomplished it was quite easy to slide my fingers beneath her panties. They encountered soft, downy hair on their travels to her juicy peach which they reached next. Carrie let out a loud moan as I touched her wet pussy for the first time and by this point I desired to taste her so badly that it was all I could think of. My hands stopped what they were doing and both went to the waistband of her jeans where they tugged and pulled until her pants were at mid thigh. Only then did I release her shapely breast from my mouth and after spinning her body around I pushed her back onto my recliner. She laughed as she landed in my chair and even before she was settled I was kneeling in front of her. Her flats were the first things off and they were followed shortly by her stretch jeans, leaving her clad only in her panties. My hands pushed her thighs wide apart and I pressed my face against the thin material that separated me from what I truly desired. Her scent was already strong and I felt it intoxicating me with its sublime power. My lips kissed it through her panties as my hands took hold of the fabric and tore it with all my strength. They ripped easily and I tossed the scraps to the floor as I beheld her womanhood in all its feminine glory. There was a small, well groomed landing strip of brown pubic hair just above it and her slightly parted lips glistened with her womanly secretions urging me to taste her. When my tongue first ran her full length, starting at the bottom and continuing upwards until flicking her partially hooded clit Carrie let out a throaty moan. When I then forced my tongue inside her wet hole, probing as deep as I could reach, it became louder and her hand grabbed hold of my hair tightly. Sliding my tongue out of her tight channel I began to lick her lips with a fervor that appeared to catch her by surprise in its intensity and she let loose with a number of grunts and groans. After a few minutes of licking her outsides I again slid my tongue in her as my fingers spread her labia wide open. It burrowed deep up her pussy and I moved it from side to side lashing her inner walls with each motion. Once I forced it to its limit, my nose was then pressing on her erect clit at the same time. Carrie started to roll her hips in response which no doubt stimulated her even more for I didn’t slacken my pace any so she was getting it good. The only other thing I could do to add to her pleasure was to reach up and grab her breasts and tweak her erect nipples. “Oh yes Don, that feels like so great! Oh! Yes!” she practically screamed and a moment later I felt her thighs clamp onto my head in the throes of her passion. Knowing that she was cumming only made me redouble my efforts and I managed to increase the speed of my tongue while pinching her nipples harder. Her hips bucked a bit but I held on doggedly, not allowing her to escape as I continued to savor her taste and smell. It was only after she relaxed a bit that I let her go and raised my head to look at her face. It was still flushed from her climax and she had a satisfied expression on it but that only spurred me on. My tongue then started to trace a circle around her clit as my index finger slipped into her channel and I could feel her internal muscles squeeze it when it did. “Damn Carrie, you have one sweet, tight little pussy,” I told her before resuming licking her nub. “Do you like it Don? I’m glad,” she said and a second later she moaned as I worked a second finger into her. I drove them in and out of her and as I did she became wetter and wetter until they made a squishing sound each time they slid in. When I sucked her clit into my mouth so I could lick and suck it at the same time Carrie let me know that she liked that. “Yes Don yes! That’s it, right there. Oh yes, don’t stop!” By now my cock had recovered from my earlier orgasm and it was fully erect and just waiting to be put someplace wet and tight. But before I did there was the small matter of making Carrie cum again from my mouth and fingers. She had opened up enough that I was able to slide my full fingers inside her pussy with no problem and her clit was engorged from my sucking on it. When I curled my fingers to stimulate her g-spot Carrie let loose with a deluge of pussy juice as this final tactic drove her to orgasm again. This time my fingers were held helpless as her vagina contracted mightily on them and she yanked on my hair so hard it brought tears to my eyes. After a minute of this she started to relax a bit giving me the opportunity I’d been waiting for. My fingers slid from her as my mouth released her clit and I next brought the aforementioned digits to her full lips and presented them to her. Being the little slut she was Carrie sucked on them until no fluid remained on them except her saliva. While she did this I started to run my cock across the furrow of her pussy lips like a plow. This had the effect not only of making us feel good and stimulating our sensitive nerve endings but also coating the underside of my thick cock with her slick pussy juice. When she was finished sucking my fingers Carrie reached down and grabbed my shaft but in the position I was in she was unable to guide it where she wanted to. “Don, stop teasing me and put it in me,” she pleaded to me with a petulant expression. “Your wish is my command Carrie,” I replied as I pulled my hips back just enough that she was able to guide my swollen head to the entrance of her little hole. For a couple of seconds I left it there with the helmet head right at the entrance before I forced it deep. That caused a moan to escape her red lips and I gave an answering groan as I felt her pussy’s power on me. Her vaginal muscles squeezed my full length as I paused after sinking my cock into her. Taking a few breaths I then started to slide in and out of her in long smooth thrusts. It felt great and Carrie seemed to be enjoying herself but I knew that if I adjusted her body’s position it could be even more pleasurable for her and hopefully for myself as well. My hands slid under her legs and raised them into the air and while keeping them spread wide I pushed them towards her head. The final touch was to bend her knees at an angle so her pretty feet were resting on my chest. Damn she had adorable little toes with painted blue nails and each digit perfectly shaped. I lowered my head which allowed me to suck on her little piggies as I resumed pumping her wet puss. Now with her pelvis at this adjusted angle each time I thrust in an upward direction my cock hit her g-spot as it traveled deeper in her channel. I was also able to take my hands off her legs and slide them under her ass to tilt her pelvis even further. “Ooh Don that feels so good. But you’re tickling my feet,” she said with a giggle. Reluctantly I stopped sucking her toe so I could answer her. “What’s the matter Carrie, you don’t like me playing with your feet?” “It’s not that, it just tickles is all,” and to show she was sincere she raised her foot back to my mouth. This time by opening my mouth wide I managed to fit all five toes in at once but I made sure to not let up any when it came to fucking her. If anything I increased the speed of my thrusts to make sure I was treating her bad kitty good. My balls slapped her ass each time I filled her channel and her juices were trickling down there as well as they escaped her sopping pussy. After a particularly deep thrust she let out a wail and when I slid out of her a cascade of her juices flowed free as well. Pulling my hands free I again adjusted her legs, this time leaning forward as I guided her limbs into wrapping around my waist. Giving her a kiss first, I then grabbed her by the waist as I prepared for my next move. “Carrie, put your arms around my neck,” I instructed her and once she did I moved. It was a two step process for the first thing I had to do was straighten up my body which lifted Carrie off the chair. Then I had to shift from each knee to my foot and from there stand up while holding her body to mine. As I rose she slid down some, literally burying my cock as deep as it could go in her pussy. Once standing I shifted my hands to her ass so that I could raise and lower her body. This was a tough workout for someone more used to twelve ounce curls but the reward was well worth it. Bouncing her lithe, young body up and down on my rigid rod sure beat hitting the gym, that’s for sure. Carrie really got into this new position and along with her assisting me in her moving her hips she started to kiss me passionately at the same time. Even when she had to break the kiss due to the difficulty of maintaining it while her body was moving frantically she placed her head on my shoulder and let me know. “Oh fuck yes! It feels sooo good Don. That’s it, yesss!” she moaned by my ear, as my cock would plunge deep into her body each time. When my hands started to slide a little due to sweat I figured all good things come to an end so I turned my body around and managed to sit on the edge of the recliner. It was large enough that we both fit easily and allowed Carrie the leeway to position her body how she chose to. Initially she stayed in the same basic position only now she ground her pelvis faster with no fear of slipping off me. This also let me wrap my arms around her waist again while at the same time kissing and nuzzling her slender throat. After a bit she shifted her body so that she was crouching on her feet and able to ride me that way as her hands rested on my shoulders. Now each time Carrie rose up so that only my head remained in her, before sliding down the full length to my thick base. I started to move my own hips as well and though it didn’t make my cock go any deeper the lateral movement did its part to give us both more in the way of carnal delight. When my mouth closed on her succulent breast she let out a moan as I felt even more of her juices flow over my shaft while it remained deep in her. “Carrie, why don’t you get off,” I told her as I lightly smacked her firm tush with my hand. “I did just get off, couldn’t you tell?” she replied with a smirk. Despite her being a smart alex Carrie was able to rise off my cock after one final bounce which permitted me to get off the chair after moving her leg. “Kneel with your ass up Carrie. Time for a little doggy style.” She wiggled her sexy ass in invitation as soon as she got into position to tempt me and she succeeded. Carrie looked incredible on her knees with her upper body bent forward and her legs parted revealing her pinkness, all puffy and dripping her sweet nectar. The sight was too much for me so with no delay I grabbed her by her round hips and sank my shaft into her until my hairy balls touched her flesh. “Play with your clit Carrie!” I demanded as I started to thrust hard and deep into her sticky honey pot. She moved her hand there and rubbed her button with her fingers as our bodies collided again and again. My need was great now and I didn’t bother with technique or variety. All that mattered was filling her cunt with my cock and emptying my load inside her. My hand grabbed her by her long hair and pulled on it causing her head to rise and go backward and I could see her neck muscles were taut from the pressure. “That’s it Carrie, take my cock! I can’t take it, I’m going to cum in you! Fill your little pussy with my load, oh fuck yes!” I roared. As my ball sac drew up I managed a few more powerful thrusts then I started to discharge my semen inside her. Her hand had been frantically rubbing her clit while the other pinched her nipple and she continued even as I painter her insides white. Just as the last bit was seeping from my slit into her, Carrie’s body stiffened as she achieved another orgasm. Letting her hair go my body then bent at the waist until I rested on her back as my lips kissed the back of her neck and my hands ran along the smooth skin of her thighs. Only one more thing I wanted to do before I had to rest so with a groan I slid my slimy cock from her well used pussy. Moving to the side of the chair I presented my weapon to her for cleaning. I didn’t need to say a word for as soon as Carrie saw it, her hand grabbed it and pulled it to her waiting mouth. She sucked our combined fluids off it then once she let it go Carrie curled up in the recliner with a satisfied expression. “You know Carrie, you are even more attractive right after you’ve been fucked. Maybe something to do with your true nature being let loose,” I told her as I slid into the chair next to her. “I don’t know, but damn that was hot!” she replied as she snuggled next to me and rested her head on my chest. A short time later after we recovered somewhat we were finishing off the joint from before as I watched her getting dressed. The only thing she couldn’t put back on were her panties which I’d destroyed when ripping them off her body earlier. “Are you going?” I asked her between tokes. “Umm, yeah. But I’ll see you at work tomorrow, right?” “I’ll be there Miss Hart,” I said smirking. She gave me a face for that but then smiled. “And we have a deal now as well. You won’t spy on me anymore. Right?” “Not exactly. The way we can do this is that if you feel the need to bring some guy to your apartment, then give me a warning text in advance with when you’ll be coming. That way I can be busy elsewhere or on a bathroom break or something. Or you could just text me that you’ll be meeting me here after I get off if you need to get laid.” “Oh I never thought of that Don. To tell you the truth you are a better fuck than Jayson anyhow so we’ll see.” “I’m looking forward to it Carrie,” I truthfully answered her. The End ... 1 page(s) long
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Don The Degenerate Doorman: 8C Carrie The Comely Co-Ed
Vacation Hotel Quickie With Doorman
... Don The Degenerate Doorman: 9D The Dominant Divorcee By rutger5 (An original story - Copyright 2013) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Intro: No character development, plot, or anything like that in this story (this series really). Just a dirty sex story. So if that’s what you’re looking for you came to the right place. Enjoy! “Is that all the packages for today Brian?” I asked the Fed-Ex delivery man as I signed electronically for the single next day package that sat on the front desk. “Well that’s all I have for you Don. Maybe Ground will have something for the building, I’m not sure.” “He was already here, same thing with UPS. I am so sick of those guys in their brown shorts thinking they’re God’s gift to women. Makes it harder for those of us who really are, yet we have to wear grown up pants for our job.” “Uh okay Don, see you tomorrow,” he said shaking his head at my comments as he departed. Just because he didn’t notice it meant nothing. I knew I was right about this but there was no sense in getting upset. It was true that they got fawning newspaper articles written about them by women reporters every year when the weather would become warmer while the only time doormen were mentioned in the press was when we might go on strike, but so what? In our quiet way we provided a greater service to the females of Manhattan, some of us quite frequently and enjoyably. Well there was no reason to dwell on any of that I decided, especially with it being so close to lunch. One more task and then I’d have a glorious hour of freedom awaiting me. Checking the tenant registry I located the phone number of the apartment I sought and a minute later I was listening to the sound of ringing over my headset. It was on the fifth ring and I was wondering if anyone was home when it was answered. “Hello,” came a woman’s voice and she sounded out of breath to me. “Yes hello, this is Don in the lobby. Is this Ms. Tyler?” “Yes it is. Good morning or should I say good afternoon Don.” “Well it just turned noon so either way is fine ma’am.” “What can I do for you today Don?” “I just wanted to let you know a package has arrived for you. Its express delivery so I thought it might be important and wanted to let you know right away.” “Thank you so much Don, I’ve been anxiously waiting for it. Is there any way you can bring it up? Normally I would send Blanca down but she’s tied up with something right now.” Groaning inwardly I looked at my watch realizing this favor would cut into my lunch break but I resigned myself to it before answering her. “Certainly Ms. Tyler, I’ll bring it straight up.” “Thanks so much Don, you are a life saver. And I assure you that you’ll be well rewarded for your help.” “No need ma’am, just doing my job.” I informed Jose I was bringing the package upstairs then taking lunch so he could watch the desk in the interim. On the ride up to the 9th floor I recalled what Ms. Tyler had said and felt bad that Blanca had been unable to collect the box. Not only would it have saved me the trip upstairs but it was always a visual treat to see Ms. Tyler’s live in latina maid. She had worked for the rich divorcee for a little over a year by this time and she was muy caliente. Long black hair cascaded down past her shoulders and framed her pretty face and she had the biggest doe-like brown eyes I’d ever seen. Her name was very apt for unlike many with her heritage her skin was as pale and white as the summer moon. Blanca did have the stereotypical Hispanic figure however, with a big, round ass and small, though not tiny, breasts. In short she was a living wet dream and she never failed to arouse me whenever I saw her pass through the lobby while running some errand. Well I had no doubt I’d see her soon so there was no sense crying about it I thought as I rang the doorbell to the apartment. When a minute passed with no answer I pressed the button again when a voice came over the intercom mounted next to the door. “Don, is that you?” “Yes it is Ms. Tyler.” “The door is unlocked so would you mind letting yourself in?” “Not at all, I’ll see you in a minute,” I replied after which I opened the apartment door and stepped inside. Classical music was what I first heard as I entered the foyer, it was Vivaldi’s Four Seasons that I believe was playing but as I closed the door behind me I heard another faint sound that I couldn’t place coming from deeper inside the apartment. “Ms. Tyler?” I called out. “Yes Don, we’re in the living room so can you join us here please?” “Certainly,” I replied as I followed the sound of her voice. The living room was large and I could only see a small part of it from my initial vantage point in the foyer. When I first entered the room I didn’t see anyone when I again heard the unknown noise prompting me to turn to the direction it came from. That section of the room was dominated by a full grand piano in front of a row of windows but it wasn’t the sight of the impressive musical instrument that caused my jaw to drop. Rather it was what was on the piano bench that had this profound effect on me. There around ten feet away from where I stood was the maid Blanca and she was tied securely to the wooden bench and almost nude. She was on her stomach with each wrist and ankle fastened to an individual bench leg and the only piece of clothing she appeared to have on was a bright red thong with a thin strip of fabric separating and drawing attention to her firm, plump buttocks. If that sight wasn’t enough to simultaneously shock and arouse me there was also the fact that Blanca had a number of red welts marring her fair skin from her upper back down to her ass and even some on the back of her upper legs. Even more surprising to me was who had given her those for standing next to the servant was Ms. Tyler and a cruel looking whip was in her patrician hand. Many times I’d seen her picture in the society section of the newspaper when she attended some opening night gala or charity event dressed in the latest haute couture but I’d never before seen her like this. She had on a cinched black leather corset with matching gloves along with black bikini panties, stockings and high heel stiletto boots. Her dyed blond hair was in a severe bun and her narrow lips were painted a bright shade of crimson. “Is that my package Don?” she asked me as I stood with my mouth agape at the scene before me. “Can you bring it here please?” Even after she asked I remained motionless for another twenty seconds before I was able to shake free of the inertia that had taken hold of me and approach her. With a sweet smile she took the package from me before placing it on the striped back of her maid. “Now you understand why Blanca was unable to fetch the package though I’m sure she is quite interested in what’s inside.” “Sure and I see you weren’t kidding when you said she was all tied up before.” Ms. Tyler gave a throaty laugh to my statement before replying to me. “Yes, I find it necessary as well as enjoyable to discipline her on a regular basis to keep her in line and this package contains something to help with the job. Do you think you could get me my letter opener from the occasional table?” “How about this instead?” I asked her while producing my pocket tool with a small serrated knife blade. “Why that will work fine Don, thank you,” she said taking it from me. Ms. Tyler bent down and using Blanca’s back like a table she deftly cut open the package. While she did my eyes darted between her smaller toned ass and Blanca’s rounder, fuller one when I noticed a wet spot in the gusset of Ms. Tyler’s panties. “Are you enjoying the view Don?” I heard her ask and when I looked at her head I saw she was staring at me with a wicked smile on her handsome face. “Yes I am Ms. Tyler,” I replied. “Good, I’m glad Don and since we’re all adults if you prefer you may call me Diana here in private. Would you like to see what was in the package?” she asked but instead of waiting for my reply she lifted the item from the just opened box. There in her gloved hand Diana Tyler held a leather riding crop which she then swung in the air a few times to test it. The crop made a whistling sound as she did and it was plain that the divorcee was no stranger to such implements and handled them expertly. “Blanca, look what I have for you,” the woman said and after she did the bound maid managed to twist her head to look back at her employer. When she turned I noticed a few things right off the bat. The first was that in Blanca’s mouth was a red ball gag securely fastened with a leather strap to prevent her from speaking. I also noticed her cheeks were streaked with tears from crying, from being disciplined no doubt. But what really struck me was how when her eyes gazed at Diana they revealed undisguised adoration of her employer who’d just been chastising her. “Here you go Don and thanks again,” Diana said as she returned my pocket tool to me. “Would you be interested in watching me try out the newest item in my collection on Blanca?” “Honestly I find the whole idea intriguing Diana, so by all means go ahead.” “Hmmm, I knew I hadn’t misjudged you Don, you‘re my kind of man. Since she’s already received her normal allotment for today I’ll be going easy on her but it still should prove entertaining. There’s also the matter of your tip to consider. I could get something for you from my purse but I have what I believe to be a better way to reward you,” she told me after which her gloved hand reached down and rubbed the prominent bulge in my pants. “If you mean what I think you do…” “Oh I most certainly do Don. Why don’t you get undressed while watching me put Blanca through her paces. Then for a start I want to suck what you’re hiding in your trousers and we’ll go from there.” “Sounds like a plan, a very good one,” I told her as my fingers began to loosen my tie. Diana first put down the whip she’d originally held onto the piano before positioning her body right behind the rear of Blanca and raising the riding crop. She licked her lips sensuously and a second later her toned arm descended in a smooth motion. As I watched eagerly the crop left a thin red line on the white skin of Blanca’s right buttock as it kissed her soft skin there. It must have been a stinging blow for the maid’s body flinched so powerfully that the bench she was on rolled slightly and I heard a muffled groan come from behind the gag. Without pausing the socialite divorcee raised her arm and delivered another blow, this time to Blanca’s left cheek and left a similar mark. The maid’s taut hamstrings were the next body parts to receive the sweet kiss of the crop from her mistress and after Diana had left her mark there it was Blanca’s back that next bore the brunt. During this I had undressed and was now standing stark naked as I watched the young woman being disciplined. My excitement was great and was reflected not only in my hard cock jutting straight out from my body but also in my sweaty palms and my mouth being as dry as an Englishman’s wit. Turning my way her smile grew wider as Diana’s eyes focused on my straining cock and a moment later she stood beside me. She playfully prodded my erection with the tip of the crop as her hazel eyes met mine causing me to groan as my hard flesh bobbed about. Her gloved finger then pressed to my lips before trailing down my body until it too reached my erection at which time her hand encircled it. “Come,” was all she said as she led me to stand in front of the bound Blanca. She crouched down before me and moved the bench cushion which was on the floor to near my feet and knelt there. During this time her hand had kept a firm grip on my erection and as soon as she was kneeling Diana licked my hard cock. From right above the base and continuing all the way up to my swollen crown her agile tongue traced a winding path before working its way down the other side. Her eyes then met mine at which time she parted her lips and engulfed my head in her warm, wet mouth. My groan came from deep inside me and encouraged her as she swallowed more of my hard flesh until it reached the back of her mouth. Unlike some women she was undeterred by this and to my utter delight kept going forward, taking every inch. It was only after her lips met my body and my balls grazed her chin that she stopped. She held that position for twenty to thirty seconds before she had to pull back, letting my cock slide out of her throat with a little gurgling sound. Her mouth released my hard flesh but as soon as she did Diana began to feverishly kiss the side of my erection, bestowing kisses up and down my full length until I wanted to scream from pleasure. Finally she moved her mouth off me but she kept one gloved hand around me. Her other hand reached out and first unfastened then removed the ball gag from Blanca’s mouth and placed it on the maid’s striped back. “Blanca, I have a job for you,” Diana told her. “Yes mistress?” the younger woman replied, though with her adorable accent it sounded more like mees-tress. “I want you to open your mouth wide and suck Don’s big cock for me. Do you understand Blanca?” The bound maid shook her head from side to side and looked at Diana with a pleading expression on her pretty face. “Please, no. Don’t make me do this…” “Blanca! Are you refusing my request?” Diana replied in an angry sounding voice. “I not refuse but you know…” “Enough. Either you do as you’re told or I’ll tan your hide so bad you won’t be able to sit for a week. Do I make myself clear?” “Yes mistress,” Blanca replied though she looked like she might burst into tears at any moment. “You know Blanca, there are a lot of girls out there who would love to have your job. We don’t want anything to happen to make that necessary, do we?” On hearing that Blanca appeared to be thrown into a panic though due to her bound state her options were somewhat limited. Still she violently managed to shake her head while saying “No, no, no!” at the very suggestion her mistress might discard her. Having made her point Diana then stroked the maid’s hair like one would do with a pet while speaking much more softly to her. “I don’t want that to happen either Blanca but it’s really up to you. All you have to do is obey me and do what I say with no arguments or protests. Now are you ready to suck Don’s cock?” Blanca’s head moved up and down like a bobblehead doll while her pretty lips frantically mouthed the word yes over and over. “Good girl. Do a good job and I’ll reward you later. And be careful with your teeth. Don has a very nice cock and I’d hate to see it get scraped by them.” She patted Blanca’s head again before turning and looking up at me. “Use her sweet mouth for your pleasure Don but understand you’re the first man she’s ever been with so she may be hesitant. It’ll be up to you to guide her, with my expert assistance of course.” “Interesting. You say she’s never been with a man before?” “Correct. Blanca was a sweet, innocent, church going naïf from a small town in Colombia when I sponsored her to come to America. Since then I’ve been doing my best to corrupt her and I’ve made steady progress so far. But who could blame me? Her body is built for sin, not saying prayers.” “I must agree Diana. She does belong on her knees, but for more carnal purposes,” I said as my eyes feasted on her alluring flesh. “Can you believe she was educated by nuns in a religious school? And she actually considered becoming one herself. Fortunately her family was poor so it became necessary for her to find work to help out with money. Now every month she sends most of her generous salary back to Colombia. But enough about that, lets get her sucking your impressive tool. Open your mouth Blanca.” During our conversation Diana’s gloved hand had continued to stroke my rampant erection and as soon as her maid parted her lips Diana guided my cock there. It felt like paradise when I first slid between them and knowing my cock was her first gave me a perverse kind of thrill. To start with I only put my head and just below it in her wet orifice to let her adjust to me. Diana however had a different plan and she took hold of Blanca’s long raven hair and pulled it, causing her to take me deeper. “Use your tongue on the bottom of his cock Blanca, lick it good,” she ordered the maid. Blanca seemed determined to follow her mistress’ word to the letter and no sooner had Diana said that then I felt the maid’s tongue wriggling against the sensitive underside of my cock. I began to rock my hips slightly, doing just enough to move my cock deeper into her mouth before retreating. “That’s it Don, feed her some hard meat. Here, take her hair,” she told me as she stood and brought Blanca’s hair towards my hand. My fingers wrapped around the maid’s jet black hair and I tugged on it as I kept up the mini thrusts. “Hmmm, I think you’re being too gentle with her Don. She may be a novice when it comes to fellatio but she can be a workhorse I’ve discovered. Now since its afternoon I’m going to make myself a cocktail. Would you like one?” “Normally I don’t drink on the job but since I’m technically on my lunch break I don’t see why I can’t have one. What are you drinking?” “I’m in the mood for a stiff vodka martini to go along with your stiff cock. And you?” “The same,” I replied. Diana sauntered across the room, her hips swaying provocatively with each brazen step. Taking her advice to heart my free hand seized Blanca by the back of her head and with one hand there and my right hand still holding her lustrous hair tightly I increased the speed of my thrusts. I also began going deeper, now reaching the back of her mouth with each thrust. By the time Diana returned with a martini glass in each hand Blanca was making gasping sounds from the rough mouth fucking she was receiving and there was a small pool of saliva forming beneath on the polished wood floor. Diana first kissed me before handing me a glass which forced me to release Blanca’s hair to take it. “Oh, I love the sound a cock makes when it makes a girl gag,” she told me with a gleam in her eye. “Well I admit I love the way it feels.” “I’m sure,” she said with a laugh before taking a sip, “now open your mouth darling. I have a special treat for you.” When I did Diana slipped a pill between my lips and smiled wickedly. “What was that?” I asked while holding it in my mouth. “Oh just a little concoction that a pharmacist friend prepares specially for me. I’m not sure of the exact formula but suffice it to say it’s like fast acting Viagra on steroids. Believe me you’ll love what it does for you, Don. Now be a good boy and swallow it down.” I had to slow down in order to drink without spilling the liquid and as I did Diana placed her glass on a coaster on top of the piano. As soon as she had done this she moved the pillow on the floor right behind me and promptly sat there. While I drank she worked her upper body between my wide spaced legs and then with no warning Diana managed to suck one of my balls into her mouth. “Oh fuck,” I groaned with pleasure as Diana suckled on my nut while Blanca continued licking my shaft. After a minute of this sweet torture Diana pulled her lips from me though she remained where she was. With my drink now half gone I resumed thrusting into Blanca’s mouth when I felt something thin and hard across the back of my ball sac. Before I could look down I felt it drawn around the front as well and then pulled tight. When I turned my gaze down I saw a grinning Diana had used a thin, black, plastic zip tie to snugly wrap around my low hanging balls. “Is that too tight Don?” “What are you doing!?” “Oh come on, an experienced man of the world like you not knowing about such things I find hard to believe. Personally I find these to be more effective than the standard cock strap,” she replied as she drew it another notch tighter, “and when you cum you’ll thank me.” “Well be careful! That’s very important equipment you’re handling.” “Oh don’t worry Don. I always treat jewels with the proper respect,” she said as she removed another zip tie from her leather corset encased cleavage. This one she wound around the base of both my cock and balls and tightened it, further imprisoning my genitals. Once she had done this Diana resumed sucking on my balls and right away I could feel the difference. It was like the nerve endings in my balls had become much more sensitive from her actions. The feeling was intensified when Diana actually lowered her head a couple of inches pulling my captive balls down with her. When she opened her mouth and released me they rose back up to their normal location where her hand took hold of them and squeezed gently causing the pleasurable signal to travel straight from there to my brain. “Blanca I want you to bob your head on Don’s cock; and you,” she told me, “need to stand still. I think its time to watch you cum. Just let me know before you do.” Right after saying that she again sucked one of my balls into her mouth while Blanca managed to bob her head and swallow the top half of my cock inside despite her body being bound to the bench. I just chilled as the two women did their best to push me past my breaking point and the way they were going it didn’t take much longer. “Oh damn Diana! I can’t take any more,” I cried out as I felt the familiar feeling of impending orgasm wash over me like a tsunami. Quick as can be Diana released my nut from her mouth as her gloved hand wrapped around my thick shaft. “Blanca, let his cock go,” she ordered her maid who wasted no time in releasing my swollen head from her hot mouth. Diana then stroked my cock rapidly and concentrated her effort on my head and just below, easily my most sensitive location. Since I was already about to cum nothing more was needed to bring this about. A loud grunt escaped my mouth as the first shot sailed over Blanca’s head to land on her lower back. More spurts followed as the divorcee’s hand continued jerking my hard flesh with some landing in Blanca’s hair or on her back and a couple missing her altogether to end up on the floor. The sensation of my balls shooting while confined by the plastic ties felt almost surreal in its intensity and after no more came I was in for another treat. Diana brought my now overly sensitive cock near Blanca’s mouth at which time the Colombian cutie started to lick it. Before my mind had a chance to process this it was amplified when Diana then began to run her tongue along my cock as well. It blew my mind to watch the two of them licking me at the same time and when their tongues met for a few seconds they entwined like serpents before both going their separate ways again, further stoking the inferno of my lust. The pill she’d given me must have already kicked in for not only didn’t I lose my erection but unless I was mistaken my cock felt and appeared thicker than before and as full of blood as I’d ever experienced in my life. Still all good things come to an end and this was no exception. After another minute of licking, Diana stopped though at first Blanca continued her effort. Diana got to her feet and slapped my ass sharply before walking toward the couch located around fifteen feet away. On the end table next to it was a finely carved wooden box which she opened and began to search through. “Don, would you mind rolling Blanca over this way?” she asked as she looked up a moment before continuing to rummage in the box. Pulling my cock free of Blanca I rolled the bench in the direction of the couch. Once I had Diana smiled at me and pointed to the couch before simply saying “Sit.” As I settled comfortably on the plush piece of furniture Diana removed an item from the wooden box and stepped behind Blanca. It appeared to be a slim vibrator constructed of pink plastic and as I watched Diana brought it to her mouth and started sucking on it. At the same time she leaned down and taking hold of Blanca’s thong she yanked it down past her full ass and left it at mid thigh. Removing the vibrator from her mouth Diana then slid it into Blanca’s pussy causing the maid to moan. She must have turned it on right after that for a second later I heard the muffled buzz coming from the South American’s nether region which prompted a louder moan from the captive maid. Her employer fiddled with it for another few seconds as she adjusted the setting until she seemed satisfied it was at the desired speed. After delivering a few rapid spanks to Blanca’s ass Diana moved directly in front of me. Her fingers hooked the waistband of her panties and as I watched with bated breath she rolled them down past her hips. Then bending to finish the job Diana pushed them down to her ankles before stepping free of them. She didn’t leave them there but instead wadded them into a ball and turning sideways jammed them into Blanca’s open mouth. “Here you go for now, my little chica, just to give you a taste. In a little while I’ll let you have the real thing but first I’m going to get filled by Don’s fat cock and ride him. That should make me nice and juicy for your little, pink tongue.” While she spoke my eyes were ogling her assets and unsurprisingly Diana’s muff was as bare as a little girl’s. Full bikini waxes are quite common in the privileged circles she travels in as many of these women prefer to be hair free in order to wear the revealing designer dresses and swimsuits they favor. Be that as it may I didn’t get much time to look for as soon as Diana had attended to Blanca she knelt on the couch and straddled me. My rigid member throbbed with anticipation which didn’t last long, for once she was in place Diana reached down and grasped me. She guided me to her wet opening and as soon as the tip of my cock nestled between her lips she impaled herself. “Ooh,” she exclaimed as my girth stretched her hairless pussy wide but despite her kitty being wet as a drowned kitten her descent stalled after initially swallowing the top half of my member. Diana was too experienced a lover to let this setback slow her down any. She placed her hands on my broad shoulders to gain leverage at which time she raised her body up until only my swollen head remained inside her. While like that Diana rotated her hips for a minute before she reversed direction and plunged down, this time managing to take me deeper though not all the way yet. My hands grabbed her narrow hips and pulled her down as I thrust upward burying my cock in her to the root. Holding her in place I pumped as fast as I could and with each thrust my bound balls hit her ass cheeks with a slapping sound. After a minute of this Diana moved her hands from my shoulders and using the thumb and forefinger of each she pinched my nipples painfully until I stopped moving and glared up at her. “Sorry Don, I was just trying to get your attention,” she told me with a smirk on her face. “Would you mind letting me set the pace for now. Maybe later you can but I like to be in control, in case you hadn’t noticed.” My only answer was a shrug of my shoulders but apparently satisfied she’d made her point Diana resumed her movement. She now moved at a rapid pace and once she built up a (rock) steady rhythm she leaned down so her lips could meet mine. We kissed passionately as she continued to ride me fast and hard and before long my upper thighs were wet from her leaking juices. She broke our kiss which allowed her to straighten her torso and again she rested her hands on my shoulders. “Unfasten the top two buttons on my corset Don,” she commanded in an imperious tone that brooked no dissent. I certainly had no problem with that for it dovetailed with my desire anyway. Since first seeing her in this corset with the top half of her bosom spilling out I’d wanted to free them and now she was giving me the chance to do so. My fingers reached up and undid one button followed by the second which was enabled me to pull the leather down enough to free her full breasts. They were round and plump with mouth watering pink nipples perched on equally pink areolas and I wasted little time in leaning forward and flicking one with my tongue. She gasped and when my hand palmed her other breast it became a moan of pleasure. “Ooh Don! I like! Don’t stop!” she implored not that I had any intention of doing so. Instead I began sucking on her hard nipple while my tongue continued to lick it and she must have really enjoyed this as one of her hands left my shoulder and ran through my hair. She didn’t let this slow her any and continued to ride me hard and in fact if anything she was moving faster. During this I lost track of time and had no idea how long we’d been in this position when she began to moan louder and more often as she got close. “Oh fuck Don,” she cried out, “don’t stop! Keep sucking me baby! Yes, yes, yes!” With a final cry her body collapsed on mine as she achieved sexual nirvana. My mouth then left her breast to find her neck where I began to nibble until that proved too much for her sensitive nerves to take. “Nooo, stop,” she demanded as she forced her body upright again. Using my shoulder for support she managed to stand on shaky legs while wearing a smile a mile wide. This of course caused my still erect cock to slip from her well fucked channel. After being inside her hot, wet pussy the skin on my cock now felt cool from the room temperature but I didn’t have long to think about it. “Oh Don, look how wet your cock is from my juices. Let’s have Blanca clean that up for you,” she said as she bent and removed her panties from the maid’s mouth. Diana then grabbed her maid by the hair and planted her lips on Blanca’s and passionately kissed her. When she pulled back she indicated for me to feed her my cock. I rose and got in front of the young woman and a second later she began licking off her mistress’ juices. Diana wasn’t content just watching and instead moved behind Blanca and taking hold of the inserted vibrator she started to slide it in and out of her bound servant. This had an immediate effect on Blanca who was no longer able to continue licking my cock as her mistress forced her body to orgasm. So I watched with interest as her pale face reddened and her muscles trembled like a leaf in a breeze as climax overwhelmed her. My hand reached down and worked between the bench and Blanca until my hand found her breast. It felt to be around the size of a large orange as I squeezed it, further sending Blanca’s senses reeling. “Dios mio!” she cried out when I managed to pinch her nipple as her head shook from side to side in her passion. Diana continued to fuck Blanca with the vibrator as the maid came down a bit from her orgasm which permitted her to resume licking my cock. “Hmmm, are you enjoying the taste of me on Don’s cock Blanca?” Diana asked her. “Yes mistress, I love the way you taste. You know that.” “Soon you’ll be tasting the real thing Blanca, would you like that?” The maid nodded her head in assent to the question, her eyes filled with hope. “What do you say Don, has she done a good job cleaning you? Should I reward her, do you think?” “She’s done an adequate job under the circumstances. It can’t be easy to concentrate while being fucked at the same time.” “You hear that Blanca? Now be sure to thank Don properly and I don’t mean with words. Fuck her mouth now Don and get your cock nice and wet. And when you’re ready here’s a nice tight hole to fill.” “Are you saying…” I began as I drove my cock deep into Blanca’s mouth when Diana interrupted me. “Yes I am. As soon as you’re ready we can switch places. You’ll be the first man to experience her tight little pussy. She’s no longer a virgin, I popped her cherry myself but still it should be something special.” “Sweet,” I said, “though I’m jealous of you. That must have been very enjoyable.” “Oh it was, for both of us. I was her first so she’ll never forget me I’m sure. Are you almost ready?” “Hell yeah!” I replied pulling my cock from her mouth, a string of her saliva hanging from it. “Let’s get this show on the road.” “That’s what I like to hear,” Diana said as she pulled the humming vibrator out of Blanca then went and sat on the couch’s edge, “now roll the bench a little closer so she can lick me at the same time.” I pushed the bench so Blanca’s head was right between her mistress’ thighs before then crouching behind the maid. “Blanca, I’ve given Don permission to fuck you. While he does that you are going to continue to eat my pussy; do you understand?” “Yes mistress.” “Don, you may begin whenever you’re ready.” Before I did I first pushed Blanca’s face into Diana’s wet pussy and only after hearing her begin eating it did I take hold of my cock and bring it between the maid’s legs. For one torturous minute I rubbed it on the outside of her vulva to tease her until my lust got the best of me. Unable to wait longer I guided the head of my cock between her inner lips and to her opening. The vibrator had already loosened her up so it wasn’t difficult to work my head inside and due to her pussy being so wet I easily sank most of my hard length in one powerful thrust. Her muffled moan in response was music to my ears while her tight vagina gripping me felt like a velvet glove on my engorged cock. Then I put my hands onto her ample backside to support myself and as soon as I had I jammed the last couple of inches inside her. My hips then pulled back until only my mushroom shaped head remained before I again buried my erection in her. This time I rotated my hips while balls deep, prompting Blanca’s groans to become louder as I stretched her tiny pussy out. After loosening her a bit I started to pound her with long smooth strokes, sinking up to my bound balls with every thrust. My fingers dug into her ass while I fucked her, squeezing and kneading the flesh of her sizable ass. “So how is she? Nice and tight?” Diana asked as her fingers tugged on Blanca’s hair to encourage her oral efforts. “Oh hell yeah! Her muscles are squeezing me like a boa constrictor.” “What a delightful, as well as an apt comparison Don.” “Huh?” was all I managed as I continued to fill Blanca each time I drove my hips forward. “Sorry,” she answered with a grin, “I guess your brain doesn’t have enough blood left to think with it all being in your big, hard cock right now. I only meant both Blanca and boa constrictors are native to South America.” “Oh yeah, I knew that.” “I’m so sure,” she replied sarcastically. “Blanca, don’t slow down! If doing two people is too much for you I’ll have to tell Don to stop what he’s doing. Do you want that?” The maid’s head went side to side as way of an answer while she kept licking her demanding mistress. I guess her renewed effort convinced Diana to hold off on her threat for the moment at least, a decision I certainly welcomed. There was no way I wanted to stop screwing sweet, innocent (comparatively speaking, I mean) Blanca, not the way her little pussy felt on my hard flesh. The toughest part for me was deciding where to look. I couldn’t stay focused on one thing with so many competing for my visual attention. It was great watching my wide cock slide in and out of her clinging lips but the sight of Blanca’s head buried between her mistress’ thighs was equally arousing. That doesn’t cover how entertaining it was to watch the changing expressions on Diana’s face as her maid’s tongue drove her insane with lust or just my delight in taking in the beauty of Blanca’s back with all the whip marks her mistress had given her. Plus once or twice I found myself appreciating the stylish décor and subdued elegance of Diana’s apartment though not to the same degree as the rest. Suddenly my undivided attention was drawn to Diana as her moans became louder and she began to thrash her head about while pulling Blanca by the hair nearer to her bare pelvis. “Faster darling,” she ordered the maid, “I’m so close. Use that wonderful tongue of yours. Oh yes, that’s it! Yes! I’m cumming!” Diana let out a wail as now both her hands held Blanca to her wet sex, her eyes tightly closed from the intensity of her climax. During this I had stopped moving, transfixed by the spectacle before me. There was something so fierce and elemental about what I’d witnessed that for that brief period of time it made me forget about my own pleasure and how my cock was deep in Blanca and instead just marvel at what I was watching. The moment passed as Diana opened her eyes and released her maid’s hair and I found myself resuming my thrusts as the spell faded. “Wait Don,” she said to me as she sat up, “it’s my turn for your cock again. Just let me thank Blanca first.” The divorcee slid off the couch to a crouching position whereupon she took the maid by her face with both hands and passionately kissed her. Blanca mewed like a kitten as her mistress showed her appreciation and if she could’ve purred I had no doubt that she would have done so. All I know is when Diana’s lips met hers she contracted on my rigid rod something incredible and she relaxed when her mistress stood. “Don would you do me a favor and release Blanca from the bench? She will need to be mobile for what I have planned next.” “No problem,” I replied as I reluctantly withdrew my weapon from Blanca. She let out a disappointed whimper as my cock slid from her and it was plain to me that she had enjoyed her first time with the real thing. Not doubting that Diana had rocked her world with her toys but there was a difference between my hard, hot flesh and imitation phalluses. The restraints were fabric strips with Velcro attached that held Blanca captive and I unfastened them one at a time until she was free. Blanca pushed her body up so that she was sitting astride the bench, a leg on each side, at which time she began to rub her wrist. No sooner had she repeated the process with the other than Diana took hold of one of her arms and fastened one half of a set of leather restraints on her just freed wrist. Next she pulled both her arms behind her back and fastened the second in place, effectively restraining the maid again though less restrictively this time. “On your knees Blanca,” she barked at the maid who wasted no time in kneeling next to the couch. Diana stretched her body out on the couch then beckoned me forward. As I approached her I couldn’t help but to sneak a peak at Blanca now that she was no longer bound to the bench. Her pert breasts sat high on her chest and seemed to be begging for attention, what with their pink, hard nipples protruding proudly. My eyes then followed her curvy contours downward until reaching her mons of Venus where I noticed that unlike her mistress she had a full bush, though it was groomed neatly and clipped short. “One knee on the couch and your other foot on the floor,” Diana directed me as she settled herself comfortably in place with one leg resting on the high back section of the couch and the other suspended in mid air. As soon as I was in place where she wanted me, Diana reached down and took hold of my straining erection. She brought it to her hole at which point I pushed it back into her sopping pussy marveling at how she was even wetter than earlier. “Grab hold of my leg Don and then give it to me hard,” she instructed me as her hand first let go of my cock and a second later I felt it close on my imprisoned testicles. “Do a good job now or I’ll let you know it,” she said as she squeezed my lemons. “You are so bad,” I told her while I hooked her leg with my left arm. “And you love it, don’t you Don?” “I have to admit that I do and I’ve never met anyone quite like you before Diana.” “That’s because there’s no one else like me, I’m unique!” “Good thing too. I doubt New York could handle more than one of you.” “How nice of you to say but let’s get a move on Don and start fucking me. I don’t want to break your balls but you know I will if you don’t get moving,” she said as she applied a little more pressure to my nuts. That got me going, that and the fact I really wanted to cum again. It had been a while since I blew my first load and I’d fucked both women since then as well as filling Blanca’s sweet mouth with my cock. On top of that the pill Diana had given me made my cock almost painfully hard as well as extra sensitive. There was also the fact that Diana still held my captive balls in her gloved hand and was constantly stimulating them. While I pounded her, Diana grabbed Blanca by her hair with her free hand and pulled the maid toward her breasts. No further direction was given or needed as she started sucking on her mistress’ nipple once she was close enough. While she sucked I continued pumping my hips rapidly and it became clear that between the two of us we were rocking Diana’s world. “Ooh that’s nice Blanca, it feels sooo good. But I want you to lick my clit now because I’m getting close. Be a good little chica for me.” The maid pulled her mouth off Diana and crawled a little further down so her mouth could reach the pussy of her mistress. It was quite a treat watching Blanca’s tongue licking the erect clit of Diana and when she sucked it between her lips the mature divorcee lost it. My driving shaft was inundated with her pussy juices as she released a gushing wave of the fluid as she came all over. Luckily for me she didn’t crush my balls as orgasm overwhelmed her though her hand did tighten its grip somewhat on them. During her climax I kept sliding my cock deep in her with short, powerful thrusts that shook her body from the force of my movement. Blanca had also continued licking and sucking Diana’s clit during the orgasm until the older woman yanked her head back by the hair. “Sorry Blanca, I can’t take anymore, my clit is too sensitive right now,” she told her as way of explanation when the maid looked questioningly at her mistress. “But don’t go anywhere. Unless I’m mistaken it won’t be long before Don’s cock shoots another load of his tasty cum and I want you to catch it in your mouth. Well Don, how much longer do you think?” “Not long,” I grunted as I sank deep, “not long at all.” My speed increased as I gave it my all while my eyes shifted between Diana and Blanca. They were both hot yet so different in looks. It was when Blanca smiled up at me as she knelt obediently on the floor that was the final straw though I can’t discount how nice Diana’s wet, shaved pussy felt on my driving cock. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” I managed to exclaim as I pulled my member from her sticky snatch. My hand went right below the head and squeezed tight giving me just enough time to reach Blanca’s open and waiting mouth. No sooner had the head of my cock passed between her parted lips then it exploded - firing a thick rope of cum deep in her mouth which was followed by many smaller spurts. “Blanca, don’t swallow it! Hold it in your mouth,” Diana said as she attempted to sit up. For my part I couldn’t care one way or the other. All I knew was I was experiencing another mind blowing orgasm which was accentuated by the thin plastic ties, Diana’s hand and the better living through chemistry pill I’d swallowed. When no more cum came from me I squeezed my shaft one more time just to make sure then I staggered to my feet. Diana waited until I did this before releasing my balls from her grasp after which she pulled Blanca to her. “Kiss me darling and share Don’s bounty,” she told the maid and as I watched the two women kissed and no doubt passed my salty spunk back and forth. Finally Diana stood over her kneeling servant who had her head tilted back and her beautiful mouth open allowing her mistress to release a white glob of semen and saliva inside. “Be a good chica and swallow that down,” she told her maid who complied immediately. Since the maid’s hands were bound behind her Diana helped her to her feet before turning and fixing her gaze upon me. I stood close by as my body recovered from my last orgasm but in spite of my carnal exertions my erection remained as rampant as if I hadn’t cum twice already. It had to be the pill because there was no way I should still be raring to go after what had occurred but I wasn’t complaining. “Sit back down on the couch,” Diana told me, “so Blanca can ride that big cock. Would you like that chica?” “Yes mistress, please,” Blanca replied in a soft voice but it was clear from the look in her eyes that she wanted to ride the pony. No sooner had I sat than the maid knelt astride me. Diana leaned down and reaching between Blanca’s thighs she wrapped her hand around my erection. A moment later she guided me to Blanca’s wet pussy and once she had me in place the maid sank down onto me, taking it to the root. She let out a little moan as I bottomed out and I could feel her tight muscles squeeze me like a vise. The next thing that happened was I heard the sound of leather meeting flesh and looking up I saw Diana standing behind Blanca with the riding crop in her hand and a wild look in her eye. “Ride him Blanca! Faster!” she ordered her servant as she repeatedly lashed her. Between my cock splitting her wide and her mistress whipping her Blanca was in a frenzied state and when my mouth found her breast for the first time and latched onto her erect nipple she went crazy. “Oh yes! Fuck me! Beat me! I love it, oh I love it! Don’t stop, please!” she wailed in her charming accent as our actions pushed her to what appeared to be an earth shattering orgasm. Her body was trembling uncontrollably and her head sank onto the top of mine as I sucked on her tasty nipple and I could feel her vaginal muscles clenching and unclenching on me. Sometime during this Diana had ceased disciplining her maid and from the corner of my eye I saw her going through her box of toys on the nearby table. Ignoring her for the moment I began to thrust upward into Blanca, who’s muscles seemed to be no longer obeying her as her body sprawled awkwardly on mine. Each time I jammed my cock deep in Blanca she let out a little whimper which spurred me ever onward. It was after a particularly energetic thrust of mine made Blanca’s head move sideways that I saw what Diana was up to and if I hadn’t seen how nuts she was already I would have been shocked. Girded about her hips was a leather harness which had a fairly long dildo protruding from it. As I watched she applied a generous amount of lubricant to the device while her eyes stayed locked on Blanca’s hot latina ass. Once she was satisfied it was fully coated she climbed on the couch directly behind her maid’s behind. She first delivered a sharp smack to Blanca’s already striped ass, then pushed the maid even closer to me so her body and mine were pressed together. She then leaned in and spoke into her servant’s well shaped ear. “I hope you’re ready Blanca because you’re in for it now,” she told her and I gathered Blanca felt the dildo press into her butt for her eyes showed sudden fear. “I’m going to fuck your big ass while Don is fucking your tight, little pussy. What do you think about that?” “Please mistress, no. Its too much I think.” “Nonsense Blanca, you’re just being a baby. I don’t want to hear any more talk like that. Don, can you do me a favor?” “Sure what do you need Diana?” I replied as I ground my hips into Blanca. “Would you mind spreading her big ass? It would make things a lot easier for me that way.” “No problem,” I said as my hands took hold of her ample ass cheeks and pulled them far apart. Blanca let out a frightened whimper when I did this and it morphed into something louder as Diana forced the dildo head inside her asshole with no mercy. Once she accomplished this she stopped pushing and instead stroked the maid’s raven tresses while speaking softly to her. “Relax chica, I’m not going to hurt you - too badly. Don’t I always take care of you and make you cum?” “Yes mistress,” she sniffled in reply. “And I’ve fucked your ass before - damn, I practically own it! So what’s your problem?” “I’m just scared. I never had it like this before, two people in me at the same time. Before today you’ve been the only one I‘ve been with, until Don. I’m sorry mistress.” “That’s okay my darling, I forgive you” Diana told her as she slid deeper into Blanca’s back tunnel. Blanca moaned as Diana filled her but so did I for I could feel the dildo sliding against my rigid cock with only her membrane separating us. It felt wonderful to me and made Blanca’s already tight pussy feel that much tighter on my swollen erection. After she had worked the whole flexible length inside her maid, Diana took my hand in hers as our eyes met. “Hmmm, so how does that feel Don?” “Fucking great Diana, what else can I say.” “Here’s the plan, I want us to fuck her in sync, so when I squeeze your hand then you thrust, okay? If we’re able to build a rhythm then I won’t have to keep squeezing your hand but I want us filling her slutty little holes at the same time.” “Its all good,” I replied after which Diana squeezed my hand. We both began to slide in and out of the bound maid and we were able to time our movements for the most part with only a few minor glitches. It was easier for Diana to move freely due to her location on top of the pile but I did a more than adequate job from underneath of pumping Blanca’s pussy. All I knew was that it felt incredible to be fucking her tight hole plus I was being doubly stimulated by Diana doing the same to her ass with the dildo. By this time Blanca was useless as far as moving her body voluntarily, she was just a helpless fucktoy for our depraved lust. Not that she wasn’t having a good time herself. I lost track of how many times she cried out in my ear that she was cumming and it felt as if she leaked a gallon of vaginal fluids onto my cock and thighs as I filled her. After a particularly noisy climax I felt Diana slide out of Blanca’s ass before standing. “Don I want you to get up for a minute and take Blanca with you,” she instructed me while she reached back and unbuckled the harness before letting it slide from her hips to land on the floor with a clatter. “All right, just hold on a second while I catch my breath,” I replied to her before speaking to Blanca. “Are you ready baby? When I stand, wrap your legs around me. Okay?” She nodded yes at which time I wrapped one arm around her waspish waist while placing my other hand on the armrest of the couch for support. Pushing down I struggled to my feet while lifting Blanca with me and being the obedient little sub that she was her legs hooked around my waist. Once standing I moved my hand from the couch to her ass to help hold her in place. I admit I was caught off guard when Blanca leaned in and began to smother my mouth with hot kisses. “Well Don, it appears like you have a new best friend,” I heard Diana say before laughing. “So Blanca, do you like Don and his big, hard cock?” The maid stopped kissing me and turned to her employer. “Si, I mean yes mistress. He is nice and he makes my pussy feel good.” “You’re right there, he is very talented although I’m not quite so sure he’s nice. Not that it matters really.” “Hey I’m standing right here while you’re talking about me,” I said as my arms raised and lowered Blanca on my erection. “Yes I know and I need you to do something if it’s not too much trouble,” Diana replied as she dramatically cast herself onto the couch before stretching languidly. “What is it?” I asked her as I continued to move Blanca’s body up and down my shaft. “Put her on top of me in a sixty-nine. But don’t worry Don, this is going to work out great for you, trust me.” “All right,” I told her before catching Blanca’s eye, “sorry sweetie but you heard your mistress. Its time for us to stop, at least for a little while.” “I said to trust me and that goes for Blanca too. In no time you’ll be fucking like rabbits again.” With that ray of hope to look forward to I lifted her body up until my cock slid free causing her to whimper in disappointment. Next I lowered her body so her big ass rested on the armrest of the couch at which time her legs unwrapped from around me. Then with my help she was able to kneel astride Diana’s head. Since her hands were imprisoned behind her back I guided her upper body down until her head was resting on the top of Diana’s thigh within licking distance of her delectable pussy. “Bravo Don and now your reward. Kneel behind Blanca but before you put that big cock back in her let me suck on it a minute.” “Now you’re talking sense,” I said as I scrambled onto the couch. Placing one knee beyond Diana I left my opposite foot on the floor so I was straddling them both. Before I was even fully in place Diana grabbed my cock and angled it so that her mouth was able to slide onto it, swallowing the head initially. As she inched upwards taking more of my swollen flesh into her mouth her tongue lashed my head repeatedly. For less than a minute she drove me crazy doing this before pulling her head from me. “Okay Don, time to feed her your cock and Blanca are you waiting for an engraved invitation? Start licking my pussy!” The maid had begun to eat out her mistress when my cock entered her tight tunnel causing her to stop for a second but she quickly recovered and resumed licking Diana. I pounded sweet Blanca as hard as I could but within a few minutes Diana pulled my cock from her maid’s pussy. She again sucked on my head but this time just long enough to get the taste of Blanca before her mouth released my erection. “Hey Don, I know you’re enjoying fucking her pussy but what do you think about putting it in her hot, tight ass?” “I think that’s a great idea Diana.” “Well then why not do it. I already loosened her up for you so get going.” That was something I didn’t to need to hear twice. All I had to do was shift my body slightly and my cock head was rubbing her little brown hole. Since Diana had just been fucking her there moments before once my head touched her back hole it opened up allowing me to work my head inside. Since I was wider than the dildo had been her body resisted me a bit when Diana took hold of my shaft by the base. “Fuck her ass Don! Give it to her good and hard,” she told me as her hand moved down and again took possession of my restrained balls. “And why not grab her arms for leverage while you fuck her? I think that would be so hot.” Hmm, Diana certainly made a good point there I thought to myself. My hands seized Blanca’s upper arms right above her elbows and seconds later I forced my cock deeper in her ass. At the same time Diana took hold of Blanca by the back of the neck to hold the maid’s head near her pussy. It took me a few thrusts to get up to full speed but within a minute my entire length was sliding into her tight back channel. While I built up a rhythm Diana released my balls and instead jammed two of her fingers into Blanca’s pussy and started to finger fuck her. Somehow through her moans Blanca continued to tongue her mistress, her nimble pink tongue licking both clit and swollen lips with each pass. Just when I thought things couldn’t get crazier Diana surprised me again. “Don, put it back in her pussy for a minute,” she instructed me. With a groan I slid from Blanca’s ass at which time Diana guided me back into her maid’s wet pussy. My balls slapped into her clit as I buried myself, then I paused with my full length inside her for a minute before I resumed pumping. After a couple of minutes of this Diana tapped my leg making me look down at her. “Ooh, let me taste Blanca on you,” she said, her eyes ablaze with lust, “then after that you can fuck her fat ass again.” Once more I pulled out of Blanca allowing Diana to take my cock back into her hot mouth. She took me to her mouth’s limit with each movement of her head until I was dripping wet from her saliva at which time her mouth released me. Her hand guided me to Blanca’s back door and this time my cock slid all the way in with no difficulty. Diana again pushed two fingers in Blanca and resumed fingering her as my speed increased until I was pumping as fast as I could. With her back channel squeezing me even more than her pussy had I was in pervert heaven. Watching Blanca lick Diana as she frigged the maid in return only made things more exciting and when the divorcee managed to suck one of my balls into her warm mouth it proved too much for me to take. As her tongue ran along the wrinkled skin I froze in place as I felt another orgasm overwhelm me. I cried out from a combination of pleasure and relief as my balls released what little cum remained in them deep up Blanca’s ass. While I came Diana continued sucking on my captive ball, prolonging and intensifying my pleasure until finally she released it and let her head fall back onto the couch. Not surprisingly when I slid my overworked cock from Blanca her mistress grabbed it and brought it to her own mouth. It proved too much for me to take when she sucked on the sensitive head and I was forced to pull it from her mouth before my brain exploded from the sensation. It was while I did this that my eye happened to notice the time on my watch and I realized I had stayed well beyond my lunch hour. “Fuck!” I grunted as I scrambled off the couch. “Something the matter?” Diana asked looking my way though I noticed her fingers continued to fill Blanca’s well used pussy as she spoke. “Only that my lunch hour has become my lunch ninety minutes,” I replied as I hurried to get dressed. “Sorry about that Don,” she answered after which she pulled her fingers from Blanca and rolled the maid off her toward the back section of the couch before she sat up. On somewhat unsteady legs Diana then stood and reached into her toy box and emerged with a pair of nail cutting scissors. “Come here Don and let me remove those from you,” she told me as she brandished the scissors in her gloved hand. “You’re going to be careful with those, aren’t you? Very delicate equipment we’re talking about.” “No I’m going to cut off your cock with them,” she replied sarcastically before continuing. “What do you think Don, that I’d do anything to hurt that beautiful cock of yours? Really! Besides they’re not big enough to do much damage so come here and stop being such a baby.” Luckily after my last orgasm I had shrunk a little which allowed her to slip a blade under the plastic tie and snip it fairly easily. She did the same with the tie that circled both my cock and balls freeing me. “See, no problem,” she said as she shook her head at me as if to say you were worrying for nothing. “Yeah thanks,” I told her as I pulled my pants up. While I continued to dress Diana sat back next to Blanca and pulled her close. When she did the maid leaned in and whispered into her mistress’ ear. As she did I noticed they were both staring at me intently and when Diana said something back to Blanca the servant’s face turned bright red but she nodded. “Don, before you leave I have something to say that you might find of interest. Dear Blanca just reminded me that this weekend I’m going to stay with my daughter in Westchester to visit her and my grandson. Now while that doesn’t concern you, there is the problem of what to do with little Blanca. As you may have noticed she is quite submissive and that extends beyond sexually but carries over to all aspects. She is much happier when she is being told what to do but since I won’t be here she will have no direction. If I was only going to be gone for a night I’d simply have her polish my shoes or some such mundane task. However with me leaving Friday and not returning until Sunday night I think something more is necessary. Interested?” All of a sudden I found I wasn’t quite so concerned about being late as I turned their way. “So you’re looking for lack of a better term a Blanca-sitter for the weekend?” “Precisely. So what do you say? I assure you that Blanca will be glad to do whatever you like for the duration, won’t you chica?” She nodded as her big brown eyes looked at me with a pleading expression. “Sure, why not? I’m always happy to help out a lady or ladies as the case may be.” The look on Blanca’s pretty face was almost all the thanks I needed but we all knew I’d think of many other ways for her to express her gratitude before the weekend was over. THE END As always one may click on author name next to title of story in yellow for full list of stories. ... 1 page(s) long
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Don The Degenerate Doorman: 9D The Dominant Divorcee
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... Don The Degenerate Doorman: Apartment 4A The Yoga Wife By Rutger5 An Original Story (Copyright 2013) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Yes I’m expected. I have an appointment with Mrs. Barnett” the man standing before me announced in a loud and what I perceived to be a haughty tone. “I’m sure you do sir but its building policy to first verify. Wait here and I’ll be right with you” I politely replied. Before reaching for the phone I first finished filling in the boxes for my crossword puzzle answer while the man shifted impatiently. Only then did I pick up the receiver and punch the numbers into the phone. On the third ring it was answered and I heard a woman’s voice say hello. “Yes Mrs. Barnett, this is Don in the lobby. Sorry to bother you. There is a gentleman with a pony tail down here who says he has an appointment with you. Certainly ma’am, I’ll send him right up. You’re very welcome and have a nice day” I said before hanging up. “Sorry for the delay sir, you may now go up. You can take the elevator…” I began when he interrupted me. “Yes, yes I know how to get there. Thank you for all your help” he snidely replied as he headed toward the elevator bank. What a jerk I thought to myself as the door slid closed behind him. A little over an hour later and I was on duty at the front door after relieving Jose to allow him to get off his feet for a bit. Having seniority I didn’t need to do this but knowing how rough it was to be on your feet for hours without a break I usually did my best to accommodate my co-workers. It was because of thoughtful gestures like that I was popular with not only the building tenants but also my fellow building employees. When I noticed people in the lobby coming my way I smoothly held the door open as they passed outside onto Lexington Avenue. “Good afternoon” I said while touching the brim of my cap. Mrs. Barnett nodded in reply while her companion pointedly ignored me. The two of them turned and headed down the sidewalk in the direction of 77th Street. While I stood out in front of the building I could see the two of them were talking and more than once he lightly touched her upper arm while speaking to her. One didn’t have to be a genius to see the inappropriateness of the situation and I felt pity for her husband under the circumstances. The worst part about it was all that Mr. Barnett had given up for her and now she was playing him for a fool. He’d been married to his first wife when he met the current Mrs. Barnett at the private equity firm where both had been employed. From what I understood she had pursued him aggressively, pulling out all the stops until he succumbed to her very considerable charms, which as a man I could understand. When a sexy and attractive woman half your age throws herself at you it must be quite the temptation. He had to pay his first wife a sizable divorce settlement due to the fact they’d been married for over twenty years and had first met in college when he was almost penniless. The first Mrs. Barnett I recalled as a sweet but plain woman who’d been devastated at the time and as soon as the divorce was finalized had moved from the city back to her home state to be closer to her family. Her younger replacement had than persuaded Mr. Barnett to totally redecorate the apartment from top to bottom which must have cost a pretty penny. She also managed to get a write up for their gala wedding in the prestigious style section of The New York Times, to feed her ego no doubt. Of course once they were married she quit her position at the firm now that her ambition of marrying a rich man had been accomplished and finagled herself into becoming a ‘lady who lunches’, as the society doyennes of Manhattan are known. For the past two years she had devoted herself to charitable functions while of course finding the time to get her hair, nails, skin and other assorted body parts pampered on a regular basis. She’d also earned a degree in shopping 101 judging by the number of packages from expensive retailers like Bergdorf Goodman that building staff had toted up to her fourth floor apartment during this period. And now it seemed as if she’d gone beyond just being a spoiled trophy wife to being an adulterous one as well. It was a few days later and I was again at the front desk when the same man arrived with a smug expression on his pretty boy face. This time he said nothing as I called the apartment before sending him up but even as the elevator door closed I’d decided on my course of action. It wasn’t a rash decision on my part for in truth I’d thought about it over the last couple of days. One of the benefits to my job was having the time to contemplate the meanings of life and the universe as well as less weighty subjects even while working. First I waited around ten minutes to allow them time to get started. Then it was a simple matter for me to inform Jose I was going to take my scheduled break and to watch the desk as well as the front door for the next fifteen minutes. I took the elevator to the fourth floor and walked down the corridor until I reached the door I was seeking. Since the building was pre-war almost all the apartments had back doors that exited via the kitchens to allow for easier access to the trash chute. At that moment I was standing by the back door to apartment 4A. Then after first looking around to make sure no one was in sight I removed a key from my pants pocket and slipped it into the lock and turned it. The door opened silently to reveal the apartment’s unlit kitchen and I wasted no time in stepping inside and closing the door behind me. As soon as I was in the kitchen I heard sounds of passion coming from beyond the confines of the room. I first returned the key to my pocket before removing my smart phone and switching it to video mode. Next I crept to the door and crouched down low. It was the type that could swing in either direction so I pushed it a couple of inches out allowing me to spy into the sumptuous living room and I wasn’t disappointed with what I saw. There around fifteen feet from me was the beautiful and naked Mrs. Barnett straddling the pony tail guy while she rode him. They were on a yoga mat which rested on top of the plush carpeting and his hands held her waist as she worked her trim body up and down his shaft. I was so caught up in admiring her sexy figure that for a moment I forgot to hit record though that oversight was soon corrected. She looked incredible with her taut buttocks and toned thighs as they drove her body up and down. Her lustrous brown hair was cinched back in a pony tail and her fair skin had a light sheen of sweat from her exertions. From my angle I had a partial view of her shapely breast and facial profile which revealed her eyes were shut as she enjoyed herself. Perhaps she was nearing climax, for as I watched her moans became louder and the speed of her movement increased. But at that moment the man cried out he was cumming and with a disappointed sounding groan she scrambled off him. His hand grabbed his member and jerked it a couple of times when it began shooting cum in the air. It landed on her ass and leg as she hovered over him and after a few more strokes to coax out whatever remained he released his cock and sighed contentedly. She on the other hand appeared to be still wanting more for once he let go of his member Mrs. Barnett took hold of it and began to pump it to prevent him from going flaccid. Having seen (and filmed) enough I decided it was best to get out before I could be discovered. Easing the door back into place I stopped recording and stood up. On my tiptoes I retraced my steps to the apartment’s back door and quietly exited to the hallway. After locking it back up I then headed to the elevator. While riding down I had to chuckle while reflecting on what I’d observed and how turned on it had made me become. My own cock was like an iron rod in my pants and I actually thought about going to the restroom and taking matters in hand to relieve the pressure but I decided against it. Instead I’d let it deflate naturally and when I saw an opportunity to approach Mrs. Barnett I would act. Then when she was trapped between a rock and a rock hard cock I would receive the proper relief for my lust. The next morning I was manning the front desk when Mrs. Barnett headed out but I was unable to speak to her as another tenant was occupying my full attention. Good fortune was with me later however for when she returned in the early afternoon the lobby was vacant so I caught her eye with a subtle glance. “Yes hello Mrs. Barnett, I have a message for you” I said to her. As she came closer to the desk I continued speaking. “Well in fact the message is for your husband but perhaps you can pass it along since my shift is usually over before he returns.” “Why certainly. What is it Don?” she replied looking self assured and on top of the world at that moment. “Well its come to my attention that Mr. Barnett’s wife is being unfaithful to him and I wondered if he was aware” I stated with my face an expressionless mask. My words certainly caught her off guard judging by the raft of emotions that her face reflected in the following seconds but she quickly regained her composure and gave me an icy stare. “I don’t know what your game is but I hope you understand you’re treading on dangerous ground. All it takes is a word from me and you’ll be on the unemployment line…” “Well Mrs. Barnett they say a picture is worth a thousand words. I’m curious about what a video is worth, this video in particular” I replied as I placed my phone on the desk before her while keeping my eyes trained on her face. To say she looked shocked was an understatement and her hands actually grabbed the desk to steady herself. After taking some deep breaths her eyes met mine. “Has my….you didn’t show this to my husband, did you?” “So far - no. But why shouldn’t I? Believe it or not I like him and he’s always been good to me so I think he should know what goes on while he’s at work.” “Please Don, don’t! It would hurt him so much to find out.” “No doubt it would but you weren’t too worried before now. Maybe it has to do with you being afraid he’ll kick you to the curb if he finds out. Word was you had to sign an iron clad pre-nup before getting married. No doubt due to the conditions from when you two got together” I told her alluding to her past conduct. “Fine, so that’s your game. How much do you want for the video?” she hissed. “I’m shocked Mrs. Barnett, well maybe not considering the source. However I’m not looking for any money from you. We’re not all mercenary.” “What then? What is it you want?” she asked. Right after she spoke Mrs. Goldstein entered the lobby pushing a stroller and she came straight toward the front desk. “My shift ends at three” I whispered “ I’ll come to your apartment then.” With an imperceptible nod Mrs. Barnett then turned to go. She exchanged greetings with her fellow tenant before heading to the elevators. “Good afternoon Mrs. Goldstein. Are you here to pick up your package?” I inquired with a broad smile on my face as I pocketed my phone before she had a chance to see it. A couple of hours later found me changed from my uniform standing in front of the door to apartment 4A. When she answered I was surprised to see her wearing black yoga pants and a white t-back tank top but I’ll admit she looked hot in them. Without waiting for her permission I walked past her and headed for the living room leaving her to shut the door behind me. Before I reached it the smell of scented oil reached my nose, there was vanilla for certain and some other fragrance I couldn’t quite place. When I entered the room I saw the yoga mat on the floor which gave me a good idea. Turning I smiled as she followed me in but Mrs. Barnett didn’t appear to share my jovial mood. “Okay Don, tell me what it is you want?” “Well I’d like a drink for a start if you don’t mind.” “Fine, I have vitamin water if that’s okay?” “I was thinking more about a scotch and soda” I replied while sitting on the white leather couch and making myself comfortable. She grimaced but without a word turned and walked to the far side of the room where a liquor cabinet was located. A couple of minutes later she approached with my drink in her hand. Taking it from her I patted the leather cushion next to me. “I prefer to stand” she icily replied. “No need to be hostile but suit yourself” I told her before taking a sip. “Not bad, cheers.” “I’m glad you approve of my drink making skills, now what is it you want from me?” After taking another sip I put the drink on the coffee table and looked up at her but seeing how she was getting upset I paused a moment before finally speaking. “Well two things really Mrs. Barnett. Wait, since I’m not on duty I guess we can call this a social situation. You don’t mind if I call you Claire, do you?” “At this point I suppose it doesn’t matter. Now please get on with it.” “Right you are Claire. Like I said two things; one - if you don’t want Mr. Barnett to find out about your indiscretion then from now on don’t see this young yoga instructor fellow anymore. If you want to continue practicing yoga perhaps you could go to a public class or get a female instructor instead.” “All right, I agree. But you said two things.” “Yes I did” I replied before finishing my drink and standing. “Now since you were looking outside your marriage for physical intimacy that might lead one to assume that perhaps all is not well in that department. Well that or you’re just a slut.” I had to laugh at her reaction to my words. It was clear that I pissed her off but under the circumstances what could she say. So instead she took a few breaths to calm herself before replying. “Maybe things could be better, or I should say more frequent in that area. I know my husband works long hours and can be tired but I have needs as well.” “No doubt you do Claire and I sympathize. Some might say it could be expected that when you marry a man twice your age he might not be able to keep up with you in that department. I guess that’s the price you pay when you marry for money. But like I said I do sympathize so I’ve come up with a way that makes everyone happy.” She looked up at me as I said this and when my hand touched her cheek she almost jumped and I felt her tremble. “Here’s the deal” I told her as my hand moved down her neck and from there to her shoulder. “You and I are going to become better acquainted, a lot better. That will make me happy for a start and therefore I’ll refrain from revealing your adultery to Mr. Barnett. Since they say ignorance is bliss he should be ecstatic. As far as you’re concerned your secret will remain one which should please you and I think you’ll also find that I’m quite capable of pleasing you in the physical sense as well.” Her eyes met mine and I saw a flicker of indecision there but feeling sure of myself I acted. My hand wrapped around her shoulder as I leaned down and kissed her. For an instant she froze, then her lips parted as she returned my kiss. We continued to kiss and soon I felt her toned arms wrap around my waist as she pressed her lithe body against me. It felt great the way her body melted into mine and I could feel stirrings beginning below my waist. Her tongue worked its way into my mouth, tentatively at first but as she became comfortable it darted about exploring every inch. By this time I was rubbing my bulging crotch against her covered mound and Claire was doing the same in return. My free hand palmed her firm buttocks and pushed them closer to me as I ground my hard bulge into her. I broke the kiss but only so that my lips could nuzzle her slender neck. She liked that for as soon as my mouth brushed her hot skin she let out a low moan and tightened her arms about my waist. My mouth worked its way down to where her neck and shoulder joined at which time she had enough. Her arms released me but only so she could take hold of her tank top and pull it up and over her head. I had to stop kissing her neck while she removed it and once she had I saw Claire was wearing nothing underneath. Her breasts were much more than a handful and the reddish nipples stood defiantly erect. In fact they appeared so tempting that I was unable to stop myself from leaning down and taking one into my mouth. My hand grabbed her soft flesh and squeezed it as my lips closed on the erect nipple and sucked on it. As soon as I did this Claire ran her perfectly manicured fingers through my dark hair. When my teeth clamped onto her nub she gasped with pleasure and pulled me even closer to her. My mouth moved between her breasts, tasting one and then the other. Each was delicious and I wished I could suck on both at once though that was impossible. So instead I switched back and forth as my hand played with the soft flesh. While I did this Claire was moaning steadily as she became more aroused with each passing second. Though I hadn’t yet had my fill of her succulent flesh for the moment I had a more pressing need to attend to. My cock had swelled in the restricted confines of my trousers and it had become quite uncomfortable for me in this position so I was forced to pull my mouth off her. After I did I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger before releasing it. “Claire, why don’t you kneel on the yoga mat now. I have something for you” I told her with a lascivious leer. She knew what I meant and wasted no time in getting herself into position. Quickly she knelt down while looking up at me with what can only be described as a wanton expression on her gorgeous face. For in spite of the coerced circumstances of our encounter it seemed Claire intended on enjoying herself to the fullest. Her eyes watched intently as I moved before her and when my hands unbuckled my belt she licked her full lips sensuously. “Here, let me help you” she told me as she reached up and unfastened my pants. Next she pulled down my zipper and my trousers and boxers soon followed. Claire let out a squeal when my hard cock sprang free and then it was my turn as her slim hand wrapped around my thick shaft. She stroked it a few times making it swell even more and causing me to wildly pump my hips in response. “Ooh, you like that I see. I bet you’d like it even more if I were to kiss it” she said right before she put her words into action. Claire leaned forward and brought her painted red lips to the tip of my cock and bestowed a kiss there. My gasp became a moan when her lips parted and swallowed my mushroom head and continued forward taking more of my turgid flesh. Her hand continued to pump my lower shaft as she sucked me and her tongue slithered across my burning flesh while she did. My hand stroked her hair in encouragement of her continuing oral efforts and in reaction to that her eyes met mine. She built up a rapid rhythm where her hand and mouth worked in conjunction to pleasure my thick, hard tool when her other hand took hold of my full balls and squeezed them. With no warning I lost control and groaned loudly while thrusting deeper into her welcoming mouth. She didn’t miss a beat and continued to caress the boys as they let loose with a torrent of hot, white cum which she managed to swallow as fast as I could ejaculate it. Even when no more came she kept sucking me for another minute as I began to soften. Finally she pulled her mouth off me but Claire still held my member in her hand. After first looking me in my eye she swirled her nimble tongue all around the sensitive head until I couldn’t take it anymore. “No more Claire. But damn, you are a talented little cocksucker, aren’t you?” That comment didn’t seem to bother her, in fact she then began to run her tongue down the length of the underside of my cock until she reached my ball sack. “You can stop now but only because its time for your yoga lesson” I said to her with a wicked grin. “Oh, are you going to teach me now Don?” she asked, feigning innocence. “You bet your sweet, beautiful ass I am. Now assume the downward dog pose.” I think I caught her by surprise with that but she wasted little time in scrambling into the pose I’d told her to. For those unfamiliar with it, just imagine a beautiful and fit woman wearing black yoga pants and nothing else with her feet planted on the mat while she’s bent at the waist with her torso pointed down and her palms pressed to the mat, like an upside down v. Well that was the incredible sight that was before me. Placing my hand on the small of her back to steady her I delivered a few sharp smacks to Claire’s firm posterior before squatting behind her. My fingers slid under the waistband of her yoga pants and tugged them down until her thong clad full moon was revealed in all its glory to my eager eyes. My strong hands slid up the soft, smooth skin of her thighs while my lips kissed her succulent cheeks hungrily. “Ooh Don, that tickles” she told me with a giggle. “Yeah, well how about this” I said to her right before delivering another slap to her toned ass. “I like that too” Claire saucily replied. “Spread your legs a little wider” I ordered the adulterous wife and she obeyed instantly, shifting her left leg a couple of inches. My hand grabbed the top part of her thong and pulled it up making the thin material slide between her plump pussy lips from the external pressure. My mouth kissed her through the fabric but I wanted, no needed much more. After one last tug I reversed course and pulled the thong down to her knees where it joined her bunched yoga pants. Now with no barrier remaining between her pretty pussy and my mouth I extended my tongue until it touched her wet, pink flesh. Claire let out a groan and pushed her pelvis back with the intention of engulfing my tongue within but I thwarted her by bringing it back into my mouth. Instead I smothered her slit with multiple kisses while also reaching around her leg until my index finger made contact with her erect clitoris. “Oh God! That feels so good Don. Play with me please!” For an answer my finger started to gently rub her there while I pushed my tongue into her juicy hole. My other hand dug into the flesh of her hip and guided her back and forth so my tongue slid in and out of her dripping cunt. “Ooh yes, fuck me with your tongue Don! That’s it!” she exclaimed as my tongue probed her wet tunnel. In spite of having cum just a little earlier I was becoming so turned on that my cock began to rise again. My face pressed into the flesh of her ass and legs as I forced my tongue to its limit in her tasty treat after which I started to rotate it in a circular motion. While doing this I continued to play with her clit with my finger when suddenly I felt Claire’s whole body stiffen. “Yes!” she cried out as a copious amount of her juices flowed around my invading tongue as a powerful orgasm took her to the heights of pleasure. After removing my tongue from her pink I delivered a final lick that ran the length of her pussy before standing. Taking hold of my cock I smacked it on her firm booty a few times to fully harden it right before guiding it to her sopping entrance. “Yes Don, right there. Put that big, hard dick inside me and fuck me” I heard her plead. “You mean like this” I told her as my cockhead penetrated her womanly folds for the first time. Claire let out a loud moan as I pushed deeper into her pussy but she was so tight I was having trouble working my full length into her. I’m not sure if it was because the guys who came before me were, how can I delicately put this, were all undersized or it was due to her yoga exercise regimen, not that it mattered. All I knew was that her vaginal muscles were squeezing me like a velvet vise and it felt great. Taking hold of her hips with both hands I kept working deeper until with a final push my balls collided with her body. “Damn Claire! You are so tight its incredible, what’s your secret?” I asked while pausing for a moment. “Ooh, do you like it Don? Does it feel good? Because you haven’t felt anything yet” she replied and a second later I felt her muscles tighten on me to the point I was momentarily held helpless in her clenching pussy. “Maybe it’s the yoga with some kegel’s thrown in for good measure.” “Whatever it is, all I know is you have a wonderful pussy Claire-bear” I said as I reached under her and roughly grabbed her swaying breast. I’m not sure if it was my hand groping her or what I’d called her but whichever it was caused Claire to relax a little and loosen her vagina’s grip on my erection. Taking immediate advantage I pulled almost my full length out leaving just my swollen head in her but just as quickly I buried my bone again. From that moment on I pounded Claire-bear’s sticky honey pot like I owned it for the next several minutes. In the position her body was in with her hands braced against the floor I could really go to town on her so I did. Then while watching as my thick cock slid in and out of her pink pussy I got an idea that caused me to smile. Since I hadn’t fully removed my pants but had just let them hang on my lower legs it was a simple matter to reach down and grab my cell phone from its holder on my belt. While I continued to work deep in her I switched the phone to video mode and focused it on my thick shaft as it moved in and out and how her puffy pussy lips stretched to accommodate it, releasing it reluctantly as it pulled out before eagerly accepting its return. After around a minute I shut the phone off and put in in my shirt pocket allowing me to grab her hips with both hands. If Claire thought I had been giving it my best effort she must have been surprised for now I really let loose. Our bodies collided to the sound of slapping flesh with each rapid thrust and my swinging balls hit her clit each time. By now her juices was running down her legs in tiny rivulets and my cock made a squishing sound as it probed her wet hole. Around this time I looked down and noticed that the muscles in her thighs were trembling from the strain of holding the pose while being banged as hard as was happening. After a final deep thrust I pulled my cock from her then smacked her quivering ass with it. “Claire-bear, next position is the cow pose. Assume it” I ordered in a stern voice and without a word she complied and as she did I removed my shoes and trousers. Now most might be familiar with what’s called doggy style, where a woman is on her hands or elbows and knees and for all practical purposes that is what the cow pose is. So once Claire was in position I moved in front of her and guided my hard cock to her ready lips. She opened wide and my meat slid inside her hot mouth. She bobbed her head for a minute on me, sucking and licking my hard flesh enthusiastically. Taking hold of her head with both hands I pushed my cock deeper until reaching the back of her mouth. Maybe it was the angle or perhaps the width of my cockhead but when I attempted to work it into her throat Claire gagged and coughed. Realizing it was not to be, at least at that moment, I pulled back until my cock was outside her mouth. Two quick steps and I was behind her where I squatted down with a foot on either side of her legs. Gripping my shaft I brought it to her pink slit which I rubbed for a minute when Claire lifted a hand off the mat and reached back to pull me into her hungry cunt. She felt very hot and wet to me while at the same time being so soft and yielding. As I sank deep she let out a groan while pushing her hips all the way back until meeting my body and swallowing every hard inch inside her in the process. “That’s it Claire-bear! Fuck me like that” I told her and she wasted little time in doing so. She rocked back and forth and as that happened my hand spanked her ass lightly in time to her movement. As time went on I moved my hands onto her shoulders which allowed me to speed her body by pulling it back to me. Finally I began thrusting forward to meet her but I couldn’t do it for too long in that position with the strain on my legs. Claire might practice yoga and be as flexible as a crooked politician but I wasn’t quite that limber. “Okay, time for one more pose before today’s lesson concludes Claire-bear.” “What’s the matter with this one Don, I like it” she protested. “The pose should never be harder for the instructor than the student is why” I told her as I drove deep in her sweet honey pot. “I like when its hard for the student, the instructor being hard I mean” she naughtily replied. “Doesn’t matter either way, now assume the sunbird pose. It will be a perfect finishing move” I said right before pulling out and then kneeling behind her. There was no way she could have gotten into proper position if I had stayed where I was. Once I had moved out of the way Claire had the opportunity to raise and extend her left leg while keeping her hands and other leg on the mat. Seeing her like that I had to pause a minute to admire her technique and form before again entering her womanly gates. Her pussy looked so tempting to me, all wet and swollen and the lips gaped slightly open from having been filled a minute ago. Before they had a chance to close I again brought my hard member to her hole and worked the mushroom head in. By this time she easily accepted my full length and it slid in until my balls brushed against her. My left arm encircled her raised leg to keep it in position and once I did my hips began to pump forward and back. Because of her body position I was able to angle my thrusts in an upward direction while I placed my right hand on the mat behind me for support. Claire was again using her yoga trained muscles to put the big squeeze on me and I tried everything I could to not cum too quickly. My defenses crumbled however when in spite of the position she was in Claire managed to reach between her legs with her right hand and take hold of my balls and caress them. As happened before when she was blowing me her magic fingers on my cojones proved too much for me to overcome. With a gasp I drove my cock to its limit in her as it began to spew rich, creamy cum deep inside her. “Don, are you cumming in me?” she asked with concern clearly evident in her voice. “Yes I am” I grunted in reply as I painted her vagina white “but don’t worry. I was fixed years ago so you have nothing to worry about.” “Really, how interesting. So no matter what time of month you are good to go. I must remember that and now I know another reason you‘re so popular with the ladies” she said as she lowered her leg back down to the mat. With one final smack to her ass I pulled my very satisfied cock out of her. Without being asked she spun her body around and after first taking hold of it she then sucked it for a minute before releasing it. While I dressed she remained kneeling and gazed at me like she wanted to say something and right before I finished she did. “I have to admit Don that I’ve heard stories about you before or I should say I’ve heard a whisper in the elevator here or two women giggling in the lobby as they looked your way there. If I’d known that what I was looking for was here the whole time then I wouldn’t have had to go so far afield in search of a little relief.” “Well remember Claire that discretion is the word and let’s not forget that this is a classy building. We have a reputation to maintain, you know” I told her as I zipped up. “So if you need a yoga lesson on occasion then maybe I’m your man, but only on the sly. As I told you earlier I do like your husband so we can’t be discovered. Come to my apartment instead.” Epilog The next Monday was my day off yet there I was in 4A when the doorbell rang. Claire-bear smiled at me as she rose from her yoga mat to go answer the door while I stepped into the kitchen as we’d previously agreed upon. The sound of footsteps and voices came to me as I waited for the pre-arranged signal from Claire. In anticipation of what was about to happen I was as hard as a rock when I heard her say it. “No Evan, I’m sorry but I don’t require your services any more. I’ve found a new and better instructor.” No sooner had she uttered these words than I burst into the room resplendently clad in my yoga garb including a red motivational headband adorning my head. His jaw dropped when he recognized me and he began to sputter incoherently while waving his arms about impotently. “Triangle pose Claire” I ordered her and without another glance in his direction the upper east side wife moved into a perfect pose. As she stood there bent at the waist with her torso twisted to the side with one arm pointed up and the other down I stood to the side of her. My hands pushed down my yoga pants to reveal my upward cock pose and I next brought it to her mouth. Claire opened wide and ran her tongue along me when I slid it between her lips into her warm mouth. I heard Evan whimper pitiably when I pulled my hard cock, now wet with her saliva, from her mouth and move behind her. It took only a few seconds to yank down her pants and she was already wet and ready to go. Claire’s moan as I filled her was music to my ear and her vise like pussy was heaven to my sense of touch as it clamped on my cock. My hand reached out and closed on her soft breast while the other sought out the button between her sleek thighs and pressed it. Now that we were in position I started to slide in and out of her clenching pussy while my hands continued to stimulate her erogenous zones. We had been going at it for some time when hearing something I turned in the direction where Evan had stood. It seemed that after watching Claire’s lesson for a while he had slunk away with his tail between his legs ceding the field to me. “Hey Claire-bear, looks like Evan couldn’t bear to watch you have a good time without him.” “Good riddance. I can’t believe I wasted my time with him. He was okay but nothing like you Don.” “Few are but you know how life goes. Yoga win some and yoga lose some” I answered philosophically while continuing to fill her gap. THE END Coming soon: Another Don the Degenerate Doorman story. ... 1 page(s) long
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Don The Degenerate Doorman: Apartment 4A The Yoga Wife
... Don The Degenerate Doorman: Apartment 6B The Tipsy Fashionista By rutger5 (An original story Copyright 2013) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Intro: Don the degenerate doorman ‘helps out’ drunk fashionista Emily. It wasn’t the first time that Wednesday night that I stood and stretched my tired body to help prevent my muscles from cramping up on me. It was a quarter to eleven and my double shift was mercifully drawing to a close. Ivan, the regular doorman during the three to eleven shift had needed to take a few days off and as was often the case in the building some of us had filled the breach with me taking this particular shift. Stan, the doorman who’d be relieving me to work the graveyard shift had already arrived and was in the locker room changing into his uniform. Stifling a yawn I headed outside to get a sniff of the pleasant spring air. It was a relatively quiet night in the heart of Manhattan and in spite of the seasonable May temperature the street was mostly deserted with only a few stragglers out and about. I was just about to return to the lobby and in fact my hand was on the door handle when I heard a car pull up in front of the building. Turning I saw a yellow taxi had stopped there and it seemed as if the driver was engaged in an animated conversation with the passenger in back. Waiting out front in case it was necessary to hold the door I watched as the driver appeared to be pleading with the passenger until he threw his hands up in the air in apparent frustration. When he observed me watching he climbed out of the cab and headed in my direction. “Hello sir” he said with a heavy accent “but maybe it is possible that you help me. You work in this building, no?” “Yes I do. What seems to be the problem?” I inquired. “My passenger says she lives here in building but I can’t get her out of the car. She give me the address and I drive her here but she is just sitting in the back crying. I think she is drunk, I don’t want to call police but what else can I do?” “You did the right thing in coming to me, my friend” I told him as I walked to the cab and looked inside. “How much does she owe you?” “Eighteen dollars sir.” “Here you go. Can you print me a receipt while I help her out? For tax purposes” I explained as I handed him thirty dollars. “Thank you sir. I get for you right away.” I then turned my attention to the passenger huddled in the back seat who did indeed live in the building and I’d even held the door for her when she left earlier in the evening. She was subletting an apartment on the 6th floor from a long time tenant who was abroad for a year on business. Opening the door to the back seat I stuck my head inside after first removing my doorman hat. “Good evening miss” I said in my most soothing tone “do you require any assistance getting out?” “Huh, what?” she replied as she turned to look at me and her face was a mess. Don’t misunderstand, she was a very striking and attractive young woman but at that moment her eyes were swollen and puffy and her mascara had left black streaks down the length of her face. Her designer blouse had what appeared to be a big wine stain on it while her short skirt had ridden up so high I caught a tantalizing glimpse of her black panties. Normally she was very put together with not a hair out of place but it was plain that something had upset her badly for when she’d left a few hours before she had seemed in high spirits. She stared blankly at me for a moment when sudden recognition lit up her pretty, tear stained face. “I know you, don’t I? You opened the door for me tonight, right?” “That’s correct miss and now I’m here to hold it for you again. You’ve arrived home.” “Oh, did I? Okay” she replied after which she wiped the tears from her eyes then struggled to get out of the car. I took a step back to give her some room and at that moment the cabby handed me the receipt which I took with a nod and slipped into my pocket. Fortunately for her I turned my attention back in her direction at that instant for no sooner had she clambered from the cab than she stumbled over the curb. Springing into action I caught her in my arms before she could execute a perfect face dive. She had let out a shriek which was cut short when her body collided with mine and my strong arms encircled and drew her into my chest. It felt so nice having her soft, pliant body pressed against mine that for a moment I just cradled her. We remained like that until I realized we were standing on the street where anyone could see. My hands moved to her shoulders where they steadied her body before releasing her. “Are you all right miss?” I asked her, my voice dripping with concern. She took a minute to answer as she took stock of herself to make sure everything was okay before then blinking a couple of times as her big blue eyes met mine and she considered what I’d said. “Yes I’m okay, but only because of you. Thanks for catching me, if you hadn’t…” “Well no worries since I did. You ladies have to be careful when you wear such high heels” I told her in a matter of fact tone as my eyes fell upon the very high Jimmy Choo heels that adorned her seemingly perfect feet. “Oh those, yeah they’re high, I think almost five inches. But it’s probably because I had too much wine to drink tonight.” “Really. Well let’s get you into the building then so there won’t be any more problems tonight. May I offer you my arm, miss?” I asked solicitously. “Okay, but I can trust you right…sorry I don’t even know your name. I suppose I should though, I’ve lived here for three months now.” “No need to be sorry miss. My name is Don and yes you may trust me for I’m here to help” I told her as I guided her to the front door. It took a bit of doing to hold the door open while still steadying her but I managed to accomplish this and get her inside the lobby before Stan managed to get off his lazy ass to hold the door. He saw the condition she was in and raised his eyebrows and all I could do was shrug helplessly in reply as I assisted her toward the elevators. “Almost there now miss, we’ll have you in your apartment in no time” I told her like I would a child and it didn’t go over well with the drunk young woman for no sooner did I say it then she pulled free of me. “First of all my name isn’t miss. I have a name - its Emily. And please stop patronizing me, I’m not two years old. I’m just a little tipsy is all.” “I’m sorry Emily that I offended you, it wasn’t my intention. I was just hoping to get you home with no further complications. As soon as you’re safely there I won’t trouble you any further.” “Sure just like every other man I’ve met. Can’t wait to get away from me as fast as you can” she replied as she leaned against the wall for support. There was no way I or anyone else for that matter would win with Emily in the condition she was in though her last words gave me a pretty clear insight into the reason why she was upset. During the time I hit the elevator call button I turned away from Emily for a second and when I looked back she was in the process of sliding down the wall until she wound up sitting on the rug. “Whoops I don’t understand it, now I’m on the floor” she said with a giggle before bursting into tears. Ignoring the elevator whose doors had opened I approached Emily and bent down to speak with her and as I did my eyes took a fast peek at her lower half. Her skirt was now almost up to her waist, not only revealing her long smooth legs but her black silk panties as well and the sight caused me to forget how tired I was and to think about other, sordid possibilities. “Whenever you’re ready Emily I can help you to your feet if you like” I told her after tearing my eyes away from her naked limbs. “Okay Don, I’m ready” she said brushing away her tears and then extending her dainty hand in my direction. My hand gripped hers at which time she pulled herself up with some assistance from me. No sooner had Emily regained her feet however than she staggered into me when she tried to take a step forward at which time she wrapped her arms around me to steady herself. Like had happened before on the street when her body met mine all I could think about was how nice she felt pressed against me and I was reluctant to release her. But with Stan not far away as well as the lobby under constant video surveillance I knew better than to prolong this so I gently removed her arms from me and pulled her into the elevator. Not wanting her to fall again I kept my hand on her shoulder as we rode up to the sixth floor. It wasn’t until we reached her floor and the doors opened that tipsy young Emily realized that her skirt had ridden up almost to her waist. “Wait one minute, don’t want to give any neighbors a free show” she told me as she tugged it down and as she did my narrowed eyes watched her like a rapacious bird of prey. After she finished she looked my way and her eyes widened when she saw my burning gaze fixed on her shapely posterior. For a second I thought she was going to say something but instead she smiled slightly and walked off the elevator in the direction of her apartment with me trailing behind. And unless I was mistaken Emily exaggerated the sway of her round hips as she weaved her way down the hall. When we arrived at her door she began rummaging through her purse though from her muttered curses she was having a hard time locating her keys. Finally with a cry of triumph she pulled her hand out clutching a key ring at which time she managed to drop her open purse and scatter all the contents across the carpeted hallway in all directions. “Don’t worry about that Emily” I told her “you open the door and I’ll get your stuff for you.” She had looked like she wanted to cry again after she dropped her purse but my words seemed to placate her. “Okay Don, thanks” she answered as I crouched down and began to gather together the spilled items. There was her cell phone and wallet of course along with other things that were standard fare for a young woman living in the big city. She must smoke for there was a pack of light cigarettes with a lighter as well as a tin of mints and a tube of lipstick. The most interesting item to my mind was the pack of condoms which were thin for ‘greater sensitivity’ they claimed. Personally I had no need of such artificial means for I’d been snipped many years before but they showed that Emily was ripe for the picking. Stuffing all the items back in her purse I stood up by which time she had managed to open the door and disappear inside the apartment. “Emily, I have your purse” I called out as I stepped inside the empty foyer. When there was no answer I called out again, this time a little louder “Emily?” “Can you please come here for a minute Don” came her faint reply. Closing the door I first put down her purse and my hat and then followed the sound of her voice which emanated from beyond the apartment’s living room. Down a hall and through the first door to the left I found her kneeling on the bathroom floor before the porcelain throne. “I don’t feel so good Don” she said in a sad sounding voice. “Do you want me to stay for a little while Emily?” She nodded yes like a little girl would, her pale blue eyes pleading with me, but I was more focused on the swell of her buttocks as they strained against the tight skirt she was wearing. Many a time I’d fucked some drunken woman in a bar or club bathroom so I found her current position very arousing. On top of that I remembered when her skirt was by her waist and how sweet her ass had looked in her bikini panties. Needless to say my cock was half hard in my pants when I knelt down and gently stroked her auburn hair while pulling it back away from her face. “Do you think you’re going to be sick?” I asked her in my kindest sounding voice. “I’m not sure, I feel a little queasy. I didn’t eat much today and I drank too much.” “Oh, you poor thing” I told her sympathetically. “You have to remember to pace yourself if you’re drinking and not do it on an empty stomach.” “I’m sorry but I was so upset.” “No reason to tell me you’re sorry Emily, just saying for future reference is all.” “You’re right I know but I wasn’t thinking clearly. Do you know what its like to be told during appetizers that you’re getting dumped for someone else? And I thought we were out celebrating our one month anniversary tonight.” “Well all I can say is he must be an idiot Emily to dump a lovely young lady like you.” When I said that I saw more than one emotion cross her face rapidly although the sad look won out in the end. “No, I wish that was the case but its not. This isn’t the first time something like this has happened to me. No he was right.” “Emily you have to remember that a young man doesn’t know what he’s looking for and probably isn’t smart enough to realize what he has…” “That’s not it Don. Malcolm isn’t young, he’s almost fifty and he knows what he wants and I’m not it is all.” “Well there you go. Maybe the difference in ages was too much…” I began but before I could finish she started to shake her head no. “It isn’t that. The girl he left me for is only two years older than I am. It was the same thing that happened back in college with Professor Plumb only that time she was the same age as I am. No it’s me Don, no man wants a girl who can’t satisfy them in bed.” It wasn’t often that I was speechless but Emily’s words caught me by surprise and I had no idea how best to reply to them. Staring at her sexy body as she knelt on the floor it was pretty obvious there was no issue there. Most men would give an awful lot for a chance to tap her so it must have been some other reason that was causing her problems. We remained like that for a few minutes and while we did I wracked my brain trying to formulate a plan to take advantage of the situation. Of course my eyes were feasting on her figure as I did, so when she spoke it broke the spell and made me look at her face. “Don, you’re a man, can I ask you for some advice?” “Certainly Emily, I’ll do my best” I replied. “Thank you and please be honest, no matter what. Lying to make me feel better won’t help. I need the truth if I’m going to improve things.” “Okay.” “What kind of girl does a man want? I don’t mean how she looks. I know some men like girls with blond hair or big boobs or whatever superficial preference. I mean what does he expect from her?” That was a tricky spot she put me in but I saw an opportunity to turn it in my favor though I had to consider my words carefully or risk blowing it. The first thing was to delay her a bit to allow me to fine tune what I was going to say. “I’ll be glad to answer you Emily but let me ask you something first. Are you feeling a little better? Because it would be more comfortable to not be having this conversation on the bathroom floor. Are you feeling up to getting off the floor and sitting down?” She paused before answering but she nodded her head yes after thinking about it. Once I stood I reached down and helped Emily to her feet after which we went into the living room where she sat on the couch. “Would you like some water to hydrate?” “Yes please Don. You are so sweet” she told me and boy she had no clue. If she knew what I was really thinking those wouldn’t have been the words out of her lips. Lips I was imagining wrapped around my hard cock as she sucked. In her refrigerator I found a pitcher of water with lemons in it so I poured her a glass. There were also two bottles of beer, they were light but beggars can’t be choosers so I removed one. “Emily, I notice you have some beer as well. It’s been a long day and night for me, do you mind if I have one?” I asked her. “Of course not, take one. Yeah I usually have some there, I guess you can take the girl out of Wisconsin but you can’t take Wisconsin out of the girl.” “From the Midwest, huh? No wonder you’re so sweet and innocent” I replied making her blush while handing her the glass. So a minute later I was sitting next to her on the couch and after drinking half the beer I turned her way. “I could tell you what I like in a woman but that isn’t really what you want. First I need you to say why you think it’s your fault about things never working out.” “Maybe because that’s what they tell me Don. Tonight Malcolm said he is too old to try and train someone to please him. ‘If you don’t know what to do by the time you’re twenty three then what’s the point?’ he said. And Professor Plumb called me a prude and said it was too bad I wasn’t Catholic because I’d have made a great nun.” “Okay” I said holding up a hand to stop her from saying more and probably becoming more upset. “Let me ask you something and you answer truthfully. Do you like having sex Emily? Because you’re very attractive so most guys would have interest in you.” She bit her lip before she answered and when she spoke her eyes darted about, not willing to meet mine. “I do, I like sex Don. But I am kind of inhibited, I guess. I mean when I’m having it I have a good time and enjoy it but I’m pretty passive” she said in a voice barely above a whisper. “But?” I added for I could tell she wanted to say more. “Well, the thing is, I was raised a certain way. My mom died when I was young so it was just me and my father. He loves me I think, but he was never one to talk about things like emotions let alone about sex. When I first had my period he gave me a box of ‘feminine products’ as he called them and a textbook on human sexuality with a bookmark at the relevant section. He was a science teacher so to him that made sense, I guess.” “So you had no woman to talk with about stuff growing up.” “Well I talked with my friends some but it wasn’t like they were experts either plus of course the internet. So I kind of muddled my way through puberty. The only other guidance I got from him was when I was fourteen and a neighbor girl got pregnant. He told me in a solemn tone that he couldn’t imagine what her poor parents were going through, everyone in town knowing their daughter was a harlot as he put it. Needless to say I was very repressed and was too scared to date until much later than all my friends. Even when I started I didn’t let my father know because I knew he wouldn’t approve of any of the boys.” “So if you don’t mind me asking how did you ever get beyond that to start having sex?” “I don’t think I’ve gotten beyond my upbringing. That might be why I still have problems with men. I lost my virginity after the senior prom in high school but my ‘boyfriend’ if you can call him that was a total jerk who only cared about pleasing himself. So when I went away to college and Professor Plumb showed interest in me I thought finally here is my chance. He wasn’t some young guy only caring about himself and getting off, he was a mature man of the world who would treat me right. What a joke! He was a total sex maniac and I was just one in a long line of students he bedded. I didn’t care though and I would have continued going out with him but he dumped me for a less inhibited girl. Then I hoped when I moved to New York things would improve but it’s still happening to me.” “Let me ask you about that. Why move here in the first place, this city has a reputation for being decadent?” “That’s what my father said, Sodom and Gomorrah on the Hudson he calls this place. But the fashion industry is my life’s passion, that’s what I went to school for. I know right now I’m not good enough to be an actual designer but I took some business and writing courses to go along with those on design. Right now I’m working for a major designer while trying to write articles on fashion as a freelancer as well.” “You also seem to favor older men, much older it seems. Any thoughts why?” “Well my high school boyfriend was my age and he was immature and selfish so I figured I’d be better off with someone older. I don’t know, older men seem more attractive and distinguished looking to me.” Now I’m no psychiatrist (though I have held open the door for many) but you didn’t have to be Sigmund Freud to read between the lines in regard to what Emily really meant. So we sat there a while after this and I did my best to look like I was contemplating what she’d said when I was really plotting what was to follow. After finishing my beer I met her eyes then took a deep breath before speaking. “Okay Emily, I believe I can help if you let me. I just need for you to answer another question. Do you ever masturbate?” “Y-y-yes, s- s-sometimes.” “How often? A lot?” “N-n-no, not a lot. Every now and then when I get real worked up and need relief and there’s nobody to help me.” “Do you use anything to masturbate, like a vibrator maybe?” “No, I’ve never owned a vibrator in my life. Sometimes in the shower I let the water hit me there or I rub myself with a shampoo bottle or something.” “Any other objects?” I asked while imagining Emily naked in the shower with the water hitting her clit which made my hard cock twitch in my pants. “When I was younger sometimes I used my hairbrush.” “Lucky hairbrush” I replied with a leer causing Emily to blush uncontrollably. “Now go get a brush.” “You want me to get one now, but why?” “To help you conquer your inhibitions Emily. Listen you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to but remember that I’m just trying to help. It’s up to you. But right now you’re open to change and the alcohol you had will help with that. If you do what I say we can get you over the hump I think. Your choice.” “O-o-okay, I’ll do it” she said as she stood. “Good girl, Daddy Don is proud of you” I said to raise the stakes higher. She blanched when hearing what I called myself but it seemed as if she was serious about trying to change and without another word she walked from the room with my eyes locked on her ass as she did. Emily returned a couple of minutes later with a hairbrush in her hand and apprehension on her pretty face. “Are you normally dressed when you masturbate Emily?” “No.” “Well then maybe you should take off your clothes.” I sat there impassively as she undressed but internally was another matter. My heart beat faster as each article of clothing came off and my cock swelled until it felt like it might burst. She had removed her blouse first and her full breasts looked spectacular even partially covered by her Agent Provocateur brassiere and when she removed that I felt my mouth go dry. She next unzipped her skirt and shimmied out of it leaving her only in her heels and black panties. “Leave the heels on” I ordered her, my voice sounding hoarse to me. She nodded then looked at the floor as she slipped her fingers under the waistband and slid her panties down. I let out a low whistle seeing her hairless mound and when I caught a glimpse of her pink as she removed the silky lingerie I had to stop myself from standing. Instead I clenched my hands into balls while my eyes devoured every inch of her nude form. “Breathtaking is all I can say Emily, you are truly a beautiful young woman.” “Thanks” she replied shyly. “Now I want you to go to the window and open the curtains.” “O-o-open the curtains?” “Yes - open them now!” I demanded. She swallowed hard but then her face took on a determined expression and as I watched she reached out and pulled the curtains wide exposing herself to any who could see into the sixth floor window. “Now Emily sit your sexy ass on the windowsill so you’re sideways.” Once she was settled with one leg resting on the sill and the other hanging down I stood and moved closer to her though I didn’t want to come close enough to make her feel uncomfortable. “Play with your breasts to start with Emily, nice and slow if you don’t mind.” After putting the brush on the sill her hands reached up and cupped her full breasts and then squeezed them, gently at first. “Pinch those nipples now. Make them nice and hard” I instructed her and she wasted no time in following my words to the letter. She let out a little gasp when they hardened from her touch and she threw her head back a little while biting her lip from the feeling it gave her. “That’s it Emily. Just imagine all the men in the building across the street watching while you do this. They’re getting very turned on from what you’re up to. Right now some of them are getting hard and starting to play with their cocks imagining being with you. Does that thought turn you on?” Emily looked at me after I said this and her mouth opened in surprise when she saw I was in the process of removing my swollen erection from my trousers. I smiled at her as my hand started to stroke my thick cock and already there was some pre-cum oozing out the slit. “Move one of your hands to your pussy Emily.” Her hand trembled slightly as it moved off her aroused nipple and down her body winding up at the sweet nexus between her thighs. While I watched Emily pet her little hairless pussy I continued stroking my rock hard cock and more than once I had to stop myself from going too fast. Better to let her overcome her inhibitions slowly rather then rushing her and having a setback with my plan. “How does it feel playing with yourself, are you getting turned on yet Em?” “Yes I am, it feels so good” she managed to reply as her breathing quickened from her body’s arousal. “Is your pretty, pink pussy getting all wet and juicy?” “It is, I’m so wet right now.” “Then show me Emily. Spread your lips wide so I can see your juices, show Daddy Don.” She gulped in reaction to my words but her slender fingers did what I asked and pushed her lips apart. I could see the sheen of fluids in her tiny twat as she opened it for my viewing pleasure when inspiration gifted me another idea. “Bring your other hand down and put your finger in your pussy for me Em.” When her fingertip slid inside it made a squishy sound as it entered after which Emily began to make mewing sounds but I didn’t let her keep it there too long. “Okay, that’s enough for now, let me see your finger.” She removed her finger and presented it to me for approval and I took her hand in mine as my tongue slowly licked the tasty juices off it. “Hmmm, you taste so good Em. Your puss is delish, I can’t wait to eat you” I told her. “Does that turn you on?” “Oh God yes, I’m so turned on.” “I’m so turned on Daddy Don” I corrected her. “Now play with your clit and you can put your finger back inside your hot little pussy as well if you like” I said as I released her hand. “I’m so turned on…Daddy Don” she told me as her digit re-entered her channel. “Slide it in and out” I told her and again Emily wasted no time in following my directive. Her slender finger disappeared inside her only to re-emerge covered with her nectar before starting the process anew. Wanting to get a better view I moved closer to her and crouched so my face was on the same level as her sweet, fragrant pussy. There I watched her finger being gripped by her inner lips as it worked in deeper then it pulled back when I noticed the forgotten hairbrush sitting nearby. It was made of hard pink plastic and had a narrow handle before widening at the section where the bristles were attached. “Emily I want you to take your finger out of your pussy and replace it with your hairbrush.” “You want me to put it inside me? I’ve never done that before. I used to just rub it on the outside of me.” “You mean you used to rub it on the outside of your pussy. I want you to use that word when that’s what you’re talking about, or you can say cunt if you prefer. You have to remember what we’re doing here is trying to cure your prudishness.” “Okay, I’ll try but it’s not easy after all these years” she told me after taking a deep breath. “I used to rub it on the outside of my pussy Daddy Don.” “Good girl Em. To start with then just do that and we’ll go from there.” She picked up the brush and true to her word started to slide it back and forth in the furrow of her pussy. The rigid plastic handle split her wet lips as she moved it up and down while her other hand continued to play with her erect clit, alternating rubbing and pinching the erect nubbin. “That is so fucking hot Emily, you’re turning me on so much. Damn you are one sexy girl, just the way your Daddy Don likes them. Now I want you to fuck yourself with the hairbrush, put in in your tight little pussy. Can you do that for me?” Emily nodded her head and as I watched she adjusted the brush in her hand so the end was aimed at her wet opening. She let out a moan as it started to penetrate her and once a couple of inches had worked their way inside then her young body stiffened and tensed as her hand continued to feverishly rub her clit. “That’s it baby girl, cum for me” I told her though by this time my words of encouragement were no longer needed. Emily let out a wail after which she bit her lower lip hard as her pale face reddened and glorious orgasm overtook her. That was the final straw that broke my control and I could no longer take just remaining a spectator as the young woman climaxed in front of me. I rose from the crouch I’d been in and leaned my head forward until my mouth clamped on her erect nipple. Emily moaned and when my hand covered hers and guided the handle deeper inside her the moan became louder. My lips released her nipple then kissed their way up until finding her sweet mouth and she tasted like wine to me. Emily eagerly responded to my kiss, in fact as soon as my mouth opened her nimble tongue slipped inside to wrestle with mine. During this our hands continued to work the hard pink handle in and out of her tight pussy as deep as it could go. Meanwhile my hard cock rubbed against the smooth, silky skin of her dangling leg leaving a trail of clear, sticky pre-cum wherever it touched and inflaming my passion to the boiling point. With some reluctance I broke the kiss but only so I could sample Emily’s womanly essence. My mouth now worked down her aroused body from her slender neck to her hairless mound, leaving a trail of burning hot kisses wherever it went. Finally it zeroed in on her erect little berry and my lips closed around it and sucked hard while all the while I continued to fuck her with the brush handle. This pushed Emily’s body into another orgasm, this one more intense than the last judging by her reaction. She thrashed about wildly and the fingers from her hand not on the brush dug into the flesh of my shoulder as she let out a series of low moans as she came. When her trembling subsided I released her clit from between my lips and straightened my body so I could look her in the eye. Emily wore the expression of a satisfied woman though we had just begun and had much more to do before concluding. My hand guided hers in removing the brush from her pussy at which time I brought it up near her face. The handle was slick with her juices and I touched her lips with it. “Suck on it Emily until none of your pussy juice is left there.” Without batting an eye Em opened her mouth and slipped it inside and began sucking. By this time my cock was so hard and ached so badly that I didn’t know how I was still thinking straight but I had one more task to complete before thinking of my own satisfaction. I removed the brush from her mouth then stared at her until she blushed and cast her baby blues down unwilling to meet my gaze. “How did you like the taste of your pussy Emily? Enquiring minds want to know.” Her face got even redder from my bold question and she gave me no answer and continued to avoid making eye contact until my hand took her by her chin and tilted her pretty face up. “It would’ve been polite if you gave me an answer but that’s okay Em. I know how good you taste and now so do you even if you’re not ready to say it. I think we’ve made good progress so far though we still have a ways to go. I have to say for someone so repressed you have managed to exceed my initial expectations. Masturbating by an open window so anyone can see is a step in the right direction, one might even say it’s naughty. And naughty girls need to be disciplined” I told her while making my voice harsher for the last sentence and causing Emily’s blue eyes to open wide from my tone. I took one step back after which I spoke again. “Get off the windowsill now and face outside Emily.” She scrambled into position and once she had I pushed her upper half down so she was bent at the waist. “Now put the palms of your hands flat on the sill and look straight out the window” I instructed her and as soon as she complied I used my foot to move one of her feet further from the other. “Were you ever spanked when you were a girl?” “N-n-no, my father didn’t believe in corporal punishment. He believed it was more productive to reason with me instead.” “Well I can tell you that Daddy Don is a firm believer in spanking. In my opinion when you spare the rod you spoil the girl and that’s the root of your problem I believe. I’m not going to make the same mistake” I growled right before I brought the brush handle across her taut buttocks. Emily let out a yelp when it connected with her supple ass and her body flinched a bit so I placed my free hand on the small of her back to hold her in place. For the next couple of minutes I rained down blows on her defenseless flesh as she squirmed and cried though I give her credit for not asking me to stop. I did my best to space the blows out and not hit the same spot too often while making sure every inch of her sweet ass received the attention it so richly deserved. The reason I stopped wasn’t because I felt sorry for Emily or thought she couldn’t take more but it was my lust finally got the better of me. Since seeing her panties in the cab I’d desired her and my cock had been erect since she’d been kneeling on the bathroom floor and I couldn’t wait any longer. Dropping the brush to the floor I grabbed my shaft as I positioned myself directly behind her. When my swollen head first brushed against her wet sex she gasped and as I rubbed it on the outside of her lips it turned to a moan. “Emily I want you to take hold of my hard cock and guide it to your pussy, but that’s only if you want me to fuck you.” No sooner were the words out of my mouth then her right hand moved from the sill and reached back between her thighs. It was my turn to gasp when her warm hand wrapped around me and she wasted no time in bringing me to her gates of paradise. Once she positioned me at her hole I pushed forward, my head forcing its way inside her tight, pink pussy. It was slow going as she adjusted to me for I was much wider than the brush handle but through perseverance and Em’s natural lubricant progress was made until only a couple of inches of cock remained outside her. “All right Emily, we’re almost there” I told her as I marshaled my energy for the final push. “When I say now I want you to push your ass back towards me, okay?” She nodded her head in reply at which time I said okay. Emily pushed back while I thrust forward burying my cock to its limit as my pelvis collided with her ass and my swinging balls slapped her clit. My hands grabbed her hips which allowed me to pull her into my forward thrusts as we built up a fast rhythm. The room was soon filled with the scent of her arousal and the sounds of our coupling bodies meeting. While watching my cock slide in and out of her clinging flesh I have to admit that my attention was drawn by the puckered rosebud just above her pussy. It seemed to be calling to me as I drove my cock to its limit a few inches beneath and I felt it would be a good test to see if Emily was winning the battle versus ingrained prudishness. However it would have to wait for I had no intention of stopping until I filled her pussy with my cum. My body bent at the waist until my chest and stomach were brushing the soft skin of Em’s back and it felt hot to the touch and excited me further than I already was. My lips kissed the back of her sweaty neck as my hands slid from her hips and traveled to her swaying breasts which they seized roughly. I felt her pussy muscles contract on me when I grabbed her and she pushed her ass to meet me. “That’s it Emily, fuck me like you mean it” I grunted as my hips increased their speed. “I can’t take much more of this, I’m gonna blow my load!” My hands squeezed her pillowy breasts while I continued pumping as hard as I could until I felt it begin. I managed a couple of more thrusts when the sublime feeling of my balls releasing their semen overcame me as I drove deep in Em one final time. After that my body remained motionless as my cock swelled then spewed its thick, creamy ejaculate deep in Emily’s puss. “Fuck yes! I’m cumming!” I called out as I fired spurt after spurt in her. “Don, wait, don’t cum in me” she said in a sudden panic as she felt my discharge filling her vaginal tunnel. “It’s too late for that Em, but no need to worry. I was fixed years ago so I can’t get you pregnant if that’s what you’re worried about” I whispered in her ear as the last drop of my cum seeped into her vagina. With a groan I let go of her breasts then straightened my body before reaching down and encircling the base of my cock with my hand. “Get ready Em, I’m going to pull out of you and when I do I want you to suck my cock clean of both our juices. Do you think you can do that like a real naughty girl would?” “You just watch me Daddy Don” she replied in a determined voice after which I stepped back allowing my softening member to slide from her welcoming depths. Emily was true to her word and as soon as I slipped free she turned around while staying bent over. Her hand grasped my shaft and a second later her mouth took my head inside and she kept going, swallowing more of me until my tip hit the entrance to her throat. “That’s it Emily, don’t forget to use your tongue while you’re at it. Lick up all that cum from both of us.” She did as I asked and once the part in her mouth was licked clean she pulled her mouth off me and then began to run her tongue on the section that hadn’t fit in her mouth. Not only was she doing a great job of removing fluids but her efforts were also helping me retain my erection for the most part. My hands took her by the shoulders and pulled her up to a standing position and once they had I kissed her dirty mouth hard. Emily eagerly returned my kiss and letting my cock loose she wrapped her arms around my waist drawing our bodies close. My three quarter erection pushed into her belly due to our height differential as our tongues wrestled and we swapped spit until I broke the kiss. “Your call Em, but what do you say about heading into your bedroom and continuing this there?” “I say yes!” she told me while taking my hand and leading me from the window. A minute later found us again kissing as we stood in front of her bed. Seeing no need to delay things I pulled my mouth from hers with the intent of pushing her onto the mattress when I noticed it was covered by many scattered items of clothing. No doubt Emily like most women I’d known had tried on multiple outfits before deciding on a final one to wear that evening. Knowing she took fashion seriously and had some expensive designer clothes I bent and scooped the clothing up and tossed it onto a chair clearing a space where I then pushed her onto her back. She looked up at me with a little smile as I quickly began to remove my clothing. No sooner had I undressed then I climbed on top of her and guided my cock into her well fucked pussy. Emily squealed as I worked back inside her and once I bottomed out her lithe legs wrapped around me. I ground my pelvis against hers and she did her best to match me, rotating her hips as much as she was able to in her current position. Her pussy was very wet and was dripping vaginal fluids which coated both our thighs and seeped down to the sheets below. “I don’t know for sure Em, but I have a feeling you might have conquered your prudishness. Have to see if you can do this while sober but the signs look promising” I whispered in her ear as I repeatedly filled her pussy with my hard meat. “Oh, I think you’re right, thanks to you Daddy Don” she groaned in reply and a minute later I felt her teeth clamp on my shoulder and her pussy contract on my cock as she came. When her spasms subsided I figured now was the time to approach her on what I’d been desiring since first seeing her beautiful round ass. I re-positioned my body so my torso was perpendicular to the bed while kneeling on the bed as I continued to drive my full length inside her. After a minute or two my hands grabbed behind her knees and pushed her legs up to her chest. That allowed me to go even deeper in her tight little pussy and it felt so good that even though I wanted more I had to savor this for a little longer. It worked out well for with her body the way it was Emily was soon crying out loudly and when I accidentally slipped out of her she gushed out a large volume of liquid soaking us both. Her face became even redder than it had been before. “Sorry” she said quietly. “Don’t be” I replied. “That’s a remnant of prudishness speaking. Remember that you are a sexual and desirable woman who’s in touch with her feelings and is proud when she squirts from a good fucking.” “Okay, you’re right, I guess. Thanks Daddy Don for reminding me.” “No problem Em, just doing my part.” While I continued to hold her legs against her chest I shifted my body and climbed off the bed which let me lean in and kiss her soaked pussy. Eagerly I lapped up her juices until my chin was wet from them before moving a couple of inches south where my tongue flicked her brown hole. “D-d-don, what are you doing?” she asked with a trace of panic in her voice. I continued to lick her ass for another minute before pulling my tongue back so I could reply. “It seems pretty clear that I’m giving you a rim job Emily. Why?” “I don’t know, you aren’t planning to do anything, are you?” “Uh oh, looks like I was wrong after all about you. Maybe Malcolm was right after all if me licking your ass is enough to bug you out.” “No, it’s just that back when I dated that jerk in high school he talked me into letting him, you know, and it hurt a lot.” “Do you mean you let him fuck your ass, is that what you meant?” “Yes” she admitted sheepishly. “I admit I do find that surprising Em that you let him.” “I know and the truth is I let him do that before I let him do it the normal way. I heard that was a good way to keep a boy interested but stay a virgin.” “Some girls just give blowjobs instead though I wish back when I was in high school the girls had done it your way.” Now as this conversation went on I was licking her tight little butt hole as she spoke and stopping as I did and the longer it went on she began to squirm so I decided to up the ante and tickle her with my fingertip making her even crazier. “He talked me into it and I only did it that one time” she gasped as I gently prodded her. “Well I hope you’re not comparing me to him. I would think that I have a little more class than a high school boy and can do a better job.” “Oh you’re in a whole different league, but you’re bigger than he was so it’s bound to hurt more.” “Please Em, give me a little credit. Just relax and let me work my magic. If at any time you want me to stop all you’ll have to do is ask. Okay?” I said as I slid my index finger in her pussy to lubricate it. “What the hell, why not I guess. I’ve done everything else tonight. But please go slow.” “Of course my dear” I told her as I slid from her pussy and next pushed my fingertip in her tight backdoor. “Relax sweetie, I can feel you tensing up.” “Sorry Daddy Don, I’m trying.” “I have an idea. Why don’t you hold your legs to your chest to free both my hands.” Once she did I was able to slide two fingers in her hungry pussy as the finger from my other hand continued to probe her ass. While doing this I would occasionally flick her clit with my tongue and soon Emily was getting into it judging by her moans and how her juices were dripping anew. Realizing that I had to keep moving forward I managed to squeeze a second finger in her ass and began to slide them in and out. As she began to loosen up I started sucking hard on her clit and the stimulation from both her holes being finger fucked at the same time proved too much for her to handle. I’m not sure how many orgasms she had previously but this one was a doozy. Her internal muscles clamped so hard on my fingers that they were held hostage and her body thrashed about while she wailed like a drunken banshee. I waited until she calmed before moving my face close to hers and speaking. “Well what do you say Emily, any chance I can fill that hot ass of your’s?” “The way I feel right now I’d let you do whatever you want.” My face broke into an ear to ear grin on hearing that and I wasted little time in getting in the proper position. The only change from our previous position when I’d been fucking her on the bed was that I slipped a pillow under her ass to raise it off the mattress some. The head of my cock was now brushing against her backdoor but I made sure to resume playing with her pussy before attempting to penetrate her butt. So for the next minute I jammed my fingers deep in her and as she got into it I began pushing into her sphincter. She grunted and groaned a little but I slowly continued until my head forced past the ring and disappeared in her anus. Once that happened I stopped pushing but kept my hand busy playing with her. By watching her face I saw she was handling it well so I resumed my effort and worked some more cock in her until half my length was inside her. It felt so awesome on my flesh, tight and hot and forbidden. My hips then began to slowly work back and forth while my brain thought ‘Yes I’m fucking Emily in the ass!’ In spite of me taking it easy and only being partially in her I was having to put in my best effort not to cum from her being so tight. The girl must poop only tiny rabbit pellets from how small her channel felt to me. Not that it was a bad thing, just I had to go nice and slow, sliding half my length in before pulling out and leaving only my head ensconced. My fingers continued to probe her pussy and by this time I had curled them so they could stimulate her g-spot with each thrust. The next time she squirted I took the opportunity to work my cock deeper in her ass until with a final push my balls hit her ass. I waited a minute as her body adjusted to this further intrusion before moving more though by this time I knew she was handling it well. “Oh my hot little Emily, I want you to do something baby. Use one arm and hand to hold your legs in place so you can play with your hairless pussy with the other. Can you do that for me baby?” She opened her half lidded eyes and nodded to me. “Yes I can do it Daddy Don.” “That’s a good, naughty girl Em” I said as I removed my fingers from her and brought them to her mouth. There was no need for me to say anything this time as she parted her lips and swallowed them, her tongue licking them clean. Once they were I removed my fingers and grabbed hold of her hips with both hands as I adjusted my hips slightly. “Well, how do you taste Em? I asked you before but you didn’t answer me.” “Hmm, I taste awesome Daddy Don” she replied fighting back laughter it seemed to me. But she did as I asked and brought her hand to her sopping pussy and began to pet it. “Oh fuck Emily! Your hot little ass is going to make me cum. I’m going to give you a cum enema baby girl” I grunted as I felt my face flush while my heart beat like a jackhammer gone wild. After another few thrusts my body stiffened as I swelled in her anal vise then my balls released their load. My head fired it deep inside her and irrigated her bowels with my white, sticky fluid. In spite of me gasping for breath from my exertions I had to lean in and kiss her sweet, burning lips again. Her hand ran through my hair while we kissed and our bodies slowly came down from the heights of passion. Finally with a groan I withdrew what was left of my erection from her and managed to roll onto my back. Leaving no doubt that she had overcome her prudishness, at least for this night, Emily crawled between my legs and took hold of my spent cock. After locking her blue eyes on my more pedestrian brown ones she started licking and sucking on my cock which had just sodomized her. After a minute of this beautiful torture Emily stretched out beside me and rested her auburn hair on my shoulder while keeping hold of my cock. “That was so nice Daddy Don” she whispered in a sleepy voice. “You’re staying the night, right?” “I’d love to baby girl, if you want. I have to be back on duty at seven in the morning so if I don’t stay here I’d have to sleep on a chair in the locker room downstairs to make it back in time. Of course I’d much rather be with you than a lonely old chair.” “Good, you stay here. My alarm is set for early anyway and this way you can shower in the morning.” “That’s a good thing, otherwise all day people would give me strange looks for smelling like Emily in heat.” She giggled and snuggled closer to me as I closed my eyes and let the sandman take me away. The next morning I actually woke before the alarm for my body was trained to rise early in order for me to make it to work on time. I smiled as I took in the wonderful sight of Em’s naked sleeping body as I slid out of bed. After a quick shower I crept back into the room and gathered my clothes together. I dressed in the living room before silently exiting the apartment. The electric razor I kept in my locker came in handy as I shaved after which I headed to the lobby. I could tell by Stan’s expression he was jealous but what can I say. It’s good to be Don the doorman. To make it up to him I bought him a coffee and bagel to go with my own before assuming my place at the front desk. Later that morning Emily approached the desk after she left the elevator and it was the normal version with not a hair out of place but there was a look of uncertainty on her flawless face. “Good morning miss” I said to her, my face a mask. “Morning. I just want to thank you for last night. I know I wasn’t myself and you were very helpful.” “Not at all miss, I assure you the pleasure was all mine” I replied and though my expression remained impassive my eyes reflected a lot more. “No Don, not only your’s.” After saying that she turned and headed to the door which Jose held open for her. Later it was around noon and I was manning the front door so Jose could eat when he approached me. “Don, you have a call on the lobby phone. She says she’s a tenant and asked for you by name.” “Okay thanks. Once I take the call I’ll come back to the door.” “Hello this is Don, how may I help you?” I spoke into the receiver. “Hi Don, this is Emily. I was wondering if I might have your cell number. There’s something I wish to send you.” “Certainly miss” I replied after which I told her what she wanted. It was around twenty minutes later and I was back at the front door when I felt my phone vibrate and before I could get to answer it happened again. Opening it I saw I had received two messages with attachments. The first was a picture of what appeared to be two bare female legs sitting on a toilet with a vibrator between them and the second showed the same vibrator buried inside one of the sweetest, barest pussies I’d ever had the pleasure of tasting. This picture had a text message which read ‘Don, I bought a vibrator today but I’m not sure if I’m doing it right. Maybe you can help me later. Em’ My fingers quickly tapped out a reply as I felt my groin swell with blood. ‘I’ll be glad to assist you anytime Emily. What time will you be arriving this evening?’ THE END ... 1 page(s) long
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