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  I pulled them out shoved them into her mouth. I watched in erotic fascination as she moaned while cleaning up after herself. I felt her warm tongue flick between my fingers and alternate between sucking and nibbling on the tip of my index. I slowly reached down and started rubbing her tiny swollen knob. I could feel her hips thrusting forward wantingly.

  “Please fuck me now. I can’t do this.” She whispered in my ear.

  “Shh be a good Mommy and do what your Step-Son wants.”

  I roll her clit gently between my thumb and forefinger and listen to her labored breathing.

  “Oh god! Please take Mommy’s pussy.”

  I reach down and unzip my pants, my hard cock already throbbing and wanting. I grab her long thin legs and push them to her ears. I watch her bite her lip as my large cock penetrates her sore pussy. I push in deep and hard and fuck her like a bitch in heat. It don’t take long before I can feel my own orgasm building up deep inside my balls. I pull out hard and stroke my wet cock.

  “Want to feel your Step-Son’s hot cum on your face?”

  I grip the back of her head before she can answer and start spraying my hot seed onto her face. I grunt and moan as I cum hard. She looks up at me and I watch the cum slowly drip from her chin and splash onto the floor.

  “You like that Mommy?” I whisper.

  “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?”

  I can see both anger and arousal in my father’s eyes. I scramble to grab my own clothes and a sense of de-ja-vu washes over me. She looks down at the floor, naked and abused and doesn’t bother to wipe the evidence from her face.

  “Well I see you too are getting along better that’s for sure!” he grumbled.

  “Robert I-I am…”

  “Shut up cumslut!” he spat.

  “Since you are so horny that I can’t keep you satisfied I guess you will have to serve us both.”

  I stared at him and continued to get dressed. To my horror my father grabs me by the arm and throws me to the floor.

  “You wanted her you ungrateful brat. Now take her!”

  He starts to peel the clothing from his body, his naked cock already growing. I stare at him as he strokes and slaps my Step-Mother’s tits. I hear her cry out in pain as a small red whelp appears before my eyes.

  “I SAID TAKE HER!” He screams.

  I look to the floor and feel fear creep up my spine. I look at my spent soft penis and then back up at him.

  “I-I can’t” I whisper.

  I feel my father grab my arms and bend me over, pinning my hands behind my back. Sharp pain radiates through my shoulder blade. I cringe and close my eyes, not knowing what he is about to do.

  “TAKE HIM! TAKE HIM LIKE THE UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BITCH HE IS!” he screams. I feel my Step-Mother’s body collide against mine as she is thrown to the ground. I can hear her whimpers of pain as my Father pushes his hard cock deep into her swollen pussy and starts to pound hard.

  “I SAID TAKE HIM! EITHER YOU TAKE HIS TIGHT HOLE OR I WILL TAKE YOURS!” He growled.

  It felt warm and nice at first, the gentle touch of a finger against my virgin ass. I could feel her hesitation but only briefly. I could feel her body adjust and hear her desperate pleas as he rubbed the tip of his cock against her tightest hole.

  “Last chance cumslut. Push in or I will.”

  The pain was immediate and intense. I felt the entire length of her finger deep inside me. I tried to ignore it but the deeper she went the more it hurt. I could feel her moving in and out and feel the ring of muscles inside me clench and try to object to the horrible intrusion. I lay there and take it, listening to my Father and my Step-Mother moan and pant.

  It didn’t take long before my cum-slut of a Mommy started to get into it. The deeper he went into her and the more it hurt, the more she forced me to take. I felt the touch of a second finger and cried out in pain as she pushed it in roughly. The more she hurt me the more turned on I became. I started stroking my hard cock, feeling my own semen seep from my tip and run down my hand. Faster and faster I stroked as my Step-Mother took my ass. I could hear my Father and knew he was close.

  He grabbed his bitch by her arms and forced her to pull out of me. He pushed her to the ground and opened her mouth. Shoving in deep, I heard her gag as he raped her face with his slick cock. I continued to stroke fast as I watched her throat contract as she swallowed his thick cum.

  “SWALLOW HIS TOO CUMSLUT!” he ordered.

  I could feel her warm tongue as she slid her mouth over my cock. I couldn’t help myself, I pushed in deep until she gagged as well and held her in place. I pumped greedily like a dog knotting himself into his helpless bitch and eventually forced her to swallow every drop of my salty cum. Pulling out I stared at my Step-Mother. Her mascara had ran from her tears of pain and my own cum had dried upon her cheeks. Her firm tits were bright red and her pussy was spread and swollen.

  My father looked at me with a smile.

  “I am done with her. If she wants to keep living here she has to keep you satisfied. Happy Birthday Son.”

  BACK

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  Lola’s Dirty Secret

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  The ad was very specific. Lola re-read it for a third time and frowned deeply. The position payed two thousand dollars a week plus room and board. The best part is…It was working and living inside of the Brown mansion, the most elegant home in the state. She folded the newspaper and took a sip of her coffee and daydreamed about what it would be like living there. She would spend her day off swimming and sipping cocktails, throwing parties, and riding in a stretch limo to the mall.

  She traced the contour of her lips with the tip of the bright lipstick, making sure to show off her pretty smile. The Brown’s wanted a female maid, eighteen years of age, with brown hair and great smile. She knew there would be competition, but she would win this position. She HAD to. She pulled down her black mini-skirt and brushed it with her hands and looked in the mirror. Perfect. It was just the right amount of business and trashy. She could see the flesh of her large round breasts playing a game of peek-a-boo through the thin material of her top. The strap of her lavender bra remained hidden just below the thin cloth that overtook her shoulders.

  She adjusted herself once more and spun in front of the mirror. She turned her head first to the left, then to the right, admiring her collar bone. Lola always felt that was her best feature. It reassured the world that she was young and petite. She glanced at her watch and felt her stomach knot. Time to go.

  She was a bundle of nerves by the time she arrived. She pressed the small white button that was nestled in the middle of the golden name plate. Nothing. She tried again and was greeted by a snobbish male with a quaint British accent.

  “Can I help you?” asked the voice.

  “Yes…My name is Lola and I have an interview with Mr. Brown.”

  She shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other, trying to regain her composure in spite of the fact that she felt as if she couldn’t breathe.

  “I-I mean I have an interview in about twenty minutes, you see I am early. I left early from my home because I thought there would be traffic. It turns out there was no traffic. I briefly thought of stopping for a cup of coffee to kill time, but then I might be late. My mother always told me to make a good impression by being early so, here I am!”

  She rambled on and on to the snobby voice, unaware that Mr. Brown was already watching and listening to everything she did and said from his large office two floors up. He felt a wave of excitement at the sound of her voice, her shy demeanor, and the way she looked…so innocent…yet so full of sexual appeal.

  She heard a buzz and watched as the large gate slowly swung open. Lola quickly walked through the opening and felt her heart speed up at the sight of the mansion. Immediately in front of her was a very large and very expensive fountain. There was two statues in the middle, one a well- defined muscled man and another of a large breasted naked woman. She looked at it in awe as the water flowed freely down the woman’s breasts and trickled down the man’s broad chest and finally dripped into the water below.

  She could see sunlight reflect from the bright blue water and vaguely make out the shape of the swimming pool in the back. She could see the columns that attached the top floor to the bottom, amazed and intrigued by the architectural style. She was in heaven.

  A nicely dressed man wearing spotless white gloves opened the door for her and motioned her inside. Lola smiled her prettiest smile and started to step inside. She followed the man and stared at the marble floor all the way up to the top of the spiral staircase. The man took an immediate left and opened the double doors to Mr. Brown’s office.

  She swallowed hard and took a deep breath. This was it. She knew it was going to be difficult to impress a man that literally had it all, but she just HAD to live here. She smiled and looked up at the man sitting behind the large desk. He wore a stunning black pin striped suit with a red splash handkerchief neatly folded in the breast pocket. He was fit and elegant, everything she pictured a millionaire would be.

  She stared deeply into his bright blue eyes and noticed how handsome he truly was. His jawline looked like it was chiseled from the finest marble available. When he smiled back at her there was a brief twinkle in his eye.

  “Hello Mr. Brown, I am Lola Fitzgerald.” She started.

  “Robert.” He replied.

  She stood nervously, with her resume in her hand. She lowered her eyes to the shiny surface of his executive desk and tried to force herself to pull through.

  “Please…have a seat.”

  “Thank you.”

  He reached across the desk and took the neatly typed resume from her hand, letting his finger gingerly touch her soft skin before retreating back to his chair.

  “It says here that you have absolutely no experience as a domestic worker. Why would you like to work inside my home?”

  She felt her heart sink and her smile fade.

  “I-I just thought that…I wanted to…” she stammered.

  “It’s okay to be nervous Lola, I know this whole ordeal is a little intimidating. Let us try again. Okay?”

  “Yes Sir.” Came her mousey reply.

  “Why should I hire you?”

  Lola thought long and hard before answering.

  “Loyalty Sir. I will do whatever it takes and always work hard. Whatever you say goes.”

  She could see a devious smile spread across the man’s face. His gaze dropping to the large milky white flesh of her chest.

  “I can hire anyone that will listen Lola. For what I am willing to pay, I need more than just that.”

  She could feel the tears threatening to fall. Disappointment was the emotional flavor that tasted sour as she swallowed it. She slowly stood, ready to accept her fate.

  “Thank you for your time Mr. Brown and you really do have a lovely home.”

  He examined her long slender legs and admired how the fish net stockings seemed to end just below the bottom of her miniskirt. So young and so sexy. He couldn’t let her leave, no matter what the price.

  “Hold on just a second there Lola” he started.

  “I know you want this job, I can see that. I bet we can work something out.”

  She paused and thought about this for a moment. She knew what he was getting at and she could feel herself become flustered. She debated with herself, fighting the urge to say no and walk straight out of his office, but she just HAD to live here.

  “What did you have in mind Mr. Brown?”

  “Well you see…I have been a single man for a very long time now. I don’t want a wife. They always seem to be so much hassle, but I do have needs…”

  Lola looked deep into the vibrant pool of blue that resided in his pupils and smiled innocently. She slowly un-fastened the second button of her top, exposing more of her large firm tits.

  “And what needs are those Mr. Brown?” she said seductively

  “Let’s just say that if I were to hire you, it would be based on the fact that you said you are good at doing exactly what you are told. No matter what that is.”

  “Hmm. I understand completely Sir. I will do what I am told. After all, I will be your servant and that means I am being paid to serve you.”

  She watched as the man slid his hand under the desk and started to rub over his slacks.

  “You can start right now. I want you to remove that top of yours.” He commanded.

  “Yes Sir!”

  Lola slowly un-fastened the rest of the buttons and slid the top off of her, throwing it to the side. She felt her face blush as he started rubbing himself faster and faster under the desk. His eyes never leaving her large firm tits. She gently run her hands up and down her sides and let them linger for a brief moment before pinching her tiny pink nipples, making them perk.

  “Is there anything else I can do for you Sir?” she replied obediently

  “I want you to slide off your panties and get on your knees.” He commanded.

  “Yes Sir.”

  She bent over and pulled the fabric down past her long slender legs and kicked them off, letting them lay where they landed. She slowly squat to her knees and looked up at him innocently, waiting for the next command.

  “I want you to make me cum Lola. I want you to suck me deep in your mouth.”

  “Yes Sir.”

  She smiled and looked up at him. She could feel him shiver as the soft blade of her index finger ran up and down his inner thigh. After feeling him grow harder and harder in his slacks, she pulls him out. She wraps her tiny hand around the base of his cock and starts to stroke him gently, feeling the warmth of his shaft.

  She opens her mouth and lowers her head, making sure to keep contact with his eyes as she licks the sticky pre-cum from the small opening. She lets out a small moan as she tastes him. The salty taste lasts only a moment and is replaced with the taste of velvety flesh. She pushes him deep into her throat and pulls her head back, entangling her tongue with every inch of his hard cock.

  She sees him close his eyes and moan at the feel of her warm mouth. She continues to look up at him as she increases the speed and depth of her strokes. She cups his balls gently, squeezing ever so slightly.

  “Hmm you taste so good Mr. Brown.” She moans

  “Oh god! Deeper. Take me deeper.”

  “Yes Sir.” She mumbles around his quaking cock.

  She can feel him start to thrust as she sucks him deep into her throat. She fights the urge to gag as the head punches into the back of her mouth. Warm wet saliva starts to trickle from her mouth and slide down his cock. Lola sucks as much of it back into her mouth as she can. She releases his balls and starts to stroke his shaft as she sucks, lubricating him with her own spit. She felt his grip upon the back of her head as he drives himself deep into her mouth and shoots hot cum onto her tongue. She pulls back and pushes his cock out of her.

  He looks down at her as she opens wide and shows him the mess he made in her young hot mouth and smiles as she swallows it. She opens a second time, showing him an empty mouth.

  “Is there anything else I can do for you Mr. Brown?” she asks seductively

  He walks around his desk and lifts her to her feet. She can feel her tight pussy tingle at the feel of his touch. He slowly runs his finger up and down her stomach and grips her firm tits hard, letting her nipple slide between his index and middle finger.

  “You are such a sexy little servant do you know that?” he whispers

  “Thank you Sir.”

  “I want you to bend over the desk for me.”

  “Yes Sir.”

  She grips the desk and bends over, spreading her legs slightly. She quivers and feels her tight wet pussy clench as he pushes his finger inside her. She lets out a little whimper of pain as he starts to slide it in and out. She feels her juices start to drip and bites her lip, waiting.

  He stops at grins at the feel of her hymen. He pulls his finger out completely and starts to stroke his semi rigid cock, wanting the feel of a virgin hole.

  “My my, I do know how to pick them. My little servant girl is a virgin.”

  She could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she nods. His hands grip tightly around her waist as he touches the tip of his hard wet cock to her opening. She lets out a loud cry of pain as he enters her completely. She could feel her pussy stretch to accommodate the intrusion. The man thrusts in and out, pushing deeper and deeper into her bleeding hole. Lola whimpers and bites down on her bottom lip hard, leaving small indents in the flesh.

  She can feel a small wave of excitement building through the pain and starts to quake. Her legs shake and her grip tightens on the desk. He pulls his cock almost all the way out, letting just the head remain inside of her. He pushes in deep and fast, enjoying her virgin hole snug against the shaft.

  She holds onto the desk tight and lets out a loud moan as her climax climbs higher and higher. Her tight pussy remains clenched around his shaft as her own goo coats the length of his cock. She struggles for breath and collapses onto the desk, enduring the thrusts, waiting to be filled. He pushes into her one final time and blows his thick load into her abused pussy. She can feel his cum start to leak out onto the floor in little globs.

  He pulls his handkerchief from his pocket and wipes the slick goo from his shaft and smiles.

  “I need you to clean that up and get dressed. I will show you to your room.” Came his cold reply.

  “Right away Sir.”

  BACK

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  Haley’s Dirty Secret

  *~*~*

  She could hear the heavy breathing and the hushed whispers of a mysterious female lover through Brandi’s bedroom door. She could see the candle light dance upon the floor and spill through the cracks in the dark desolate hallway. Haley shook her head and quietly walked back to her own room, not so much disappointed that her step-daughter had decided that she preferred the soft comfort of a woman’s touch, but more sad that she will never know what Brandi’s young sexy body looks like as she quivers in the candle-light, arching and whimpering her way through an intense orgasm.

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