It had been stupid to go to Stuart Janet realized it now, but also she knew that she couldn't stay away. She belonged to the handsome, wicked man body and soul. She had driven home the night before and her body had ached with what had been done to it. Yet, she knew she couldn't stay away. She would keep going back to him if he desired her.
She had cried herself to sleep. She was sick and ashamed of what had been done. She knew that she would have told Bob the truth if he had been home that night. She would have told the truth to anyone who would have listened. She was just so eaten up with guilt.
She felt a little steadier the next morning. Bob was due home in a few hours and she knew she was going to have to get control of herself. She was putting off making decisions.
She took a long hot shower that morning. She fixed herself an early-morning cocktail. She finished it and was thinking about another when she heard someone at the front door. She had gotten up and started for the front door when the bell rang. She opened the door and found Stuart on her front porch. Her first thought was to slam the door. Stuart had another man with him. He looked like an accountant.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"I was doing some business this morning and thought about you," Stuart said. "I thought I'd came over for a blow-job."
She couldn't believe she had heard him right. She stared at him with a shocked expression as Stuart pushed her into the house. He went to the kitchen. He saw what she was drinking and he frowned.
"Fix us some coffee," he said. "I have a few more things to go over and then you can serve me."
"I'm not scene kind of whore," she said. "I don't just serve you, as you put it."
"Do what you're told, baby," Stuart said. "You belong to me now and you fucking know it."
She stood there a few moments longer and she wanted to protest. There were tears burning at her eyes. She wanted to stop this from happening. Instead, she turned around and walked into the kitchen, where she made the coffee.
Stuart was sitting on the couch talking to his accountant. He ignored her as she put down the coffee. He picked up a cup and sipped it but he still ignored her.
"Damn," he said. "I'm doing a lot better than I thought I would be this time last year."
"You've got talent," his accountant said. "Lots of talent. Well, that's about it."
"All right," Stuart said. "You can shove off. I've got business here."
"I can see what kind of business," the accountant said with a smirk.
At that moment Janet thought she hated Stuart, and she hated the accountant. She felt ashamed of herself. She was like a zombie as she showed the accountant out. She walked back into the living room. Stuart had finished his coffee.
"Let's go upstairs," Stuart said.
"What do you mean?" she asked. "You just can't come walking in here and do whatever you want. I'm a decent woman."
"You're a cunt," Stuart said. "You're a cunt who is available whenever I want her. I know what you are, bitch. I know exactly what you are. Let's cut out the fucking nonsense and go upstairs."
"No," she whispered.
Stuart got up. He walked across the room and she suddenly knew what was going to happen. She didn't have time to duck as he slapped her hard across her face. She was dazed for a moment.
"Get the fuck upstairs," he said. "I don't have time for this fucking nonsense. Get the fuck upstairs, bitch."
"Yes, sir," she said.
She knew she couldn't refuse. She turned and walked upstairs and she knew he was right behind her. Her heart was pounding. She kept thinking she couldn't behave this way. Yet, she tugged it down. She slid her hand inside and started touching his bare cock. He wasn't wearing shorts.
Her fingers wrapped tightly around his cockflesh. She started moving her hand up and down. Her fingers immediately got sticky with some of his dripping cum. She moved her hand down to his balls and started stroking his cumfilled balls. She dropped to her knees.
"Yeah, baby," he said. "Yeah, you know how to make a man feel good!"
He reached down and finished the job of pushing his trousers down to his knees. His cock seemed to jump out and hit her in the face. A smear of cum wet her cheek. He moved forward and started pushing his cock against the side of her face. He moved it around to where his prick was brushing against her mouth.
"You know what to do with it, baby," he said. "You know what to fucking do with a cock!"
She felt humiliated. He had come over only to stick his cock in what she had available. It didn't matter to him. He would stick his cock in her mouth or her cunt. There was nothing he cared about but his own pleasure. The odd thing was that being humiliated this way excited her in a different way.
He lifted her head so that she could press her mouth onto his prick. She moved her lips all over his cock until her lips were smeared with his fist. She then opened her mouth and took his swollen cockhead into her mouth. She let his prick rest on her tongue for a moment before she started sucking it deeper into her mouth. She found that she could suck it all. It didn't bother her to have his throbbing cockhead pushing against the deepest part of her throat.
"You do it good, baby," he panted. "You know how to suck cock."
She wanted to please him. She kept her lips locked tightly around his prick and the started bobbing her head up and down. It didn't matter that her mouth was filling with jism. She was beginning to like the taste. She started swallowing as her head moved up and down.
"Play with my balls, bitch," he told her.
She slid her hand up between his legs and she started playing with his heavy balls. She teased his balls with her fingertips. She could feel how excited he was. Her fingers kept moving back and forth over his balls she kept tasting his jism.
"Get on the fucking bed," Stuart said.
Stuart finished the job of undressing. She didn't feel shy as she took off her own clothes. She had already been naked in front of him enough. She moved over to the bed where Stuart had stretched out and put his hands behind his head.
"Lick me all over," he told her.
He was making her work today. She knew he was proving just how much in control of her he was. She couldn't fight it. She bent down and started licking his chest. She licked all over his chest, and she could taste his sweat. She moved her head down until her tongue was licking at his belly.
"That's right, baby," he said. "Lick me all over!"
He began moving his hips as he grew more and more excited. Her hot breath blew against his belly. She let her tongue play just at the head of his cock. He was pushing up until his massive cockhead pressed against her mouth. She opened her mouth again, and she found herself sucking his prick into her mouth. She held it inside her mouth for a moment. She loved his throbbing cockmeat. She sucked his prick all the way into her throat.
"That's the fucking way," Stuart moaned.
"That's the fucking way. Suck my cock!"
She began bobbing her head and she was tasting his cum in the back of her throat. That didn't scare her. She started swallowing. She liked the taste. She savored the feel of his throbbing prick inside her lips.
"That's good, baby," he groaned. "That's fucking fine!"
He reached down and started pulling at her hair. She moved up his body. She moved so that her tits pressed against his chest. She started rubbing her nipples hard against him. She spread her legs wide. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his thick cock-flesh. She moved her hand up and down for a few moments. Her fingers smeared with his cum. She spread her legs a little wider and started pushing down.
"I want it in my pussy," she groaned. "You bastard. You make me so hot!"
She sat down on his prick all the way. She took his hot cock all the way up into her cunt. For a moment she just sat there.
"You're a cunt, baby," Stuart groaned. "You're nothing but a fucking cunt!"
"I know it," she whispered. "I can't help myself. I just can't help it!"
Stuart made her ashamed but she couldn't stop what she was feeling. She needed his cock. It made her shiver. Her husband would kill her if he ever found out – but she needed his boss' cock.
"Bounce, baby," he groaned. "I like it when you ride my cock. Ride my fucking prick!"
She was loving it, also. She was fucking up and down as fast as she could. She was taking his swollen prick as deep into her pussy as she could manage. She didn't give a damn about anything but how good it was making her feel.
She started squeezing her cunt walls together. She was pulling some of his cum out of his cock. She bounced faster. She kept squeezing her cunt walls together as she bounced.
"Nice, baby," he groaned. "Fucking nice!" She knew he was coming. Suddenly she could feel his prick pulsing inside her. It took her by surprise. She tried to catch up, but she couldn't. His cum had started spurting inside her cunt.
"Don't stop bouncing, baby," he groaned. "Keep bouncing your fucking ass. Bounce, baby! Oh, shiiiit!"
She bounced a few more moments and then he grabbed her and pushed her off his prick. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face down into his lap.
His last few drops of cum wet her lips.
She couldn't believe how horny he had left her. She was aware that he was laughing at her. He was a bastard. She had always know it but she hadn't been aware of how much fat bastard he was. She was fucking out.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked. "Your cunt still hot?"
"You came too quick, you bastard," she answered.
"I'll take care of that," he said.
He laughed again, and she suddenly realized that there was someone else in the room. She turned her head and she saw the man who had been with him earlier, his accountant. He was undressing. She realized that Stuart had been planning this all along.
"You bastard," she said.
"Just roll over and spread your legs," Stuart said. "He'll give you what you want!"
There were tears in her eyes. She was so shamed, but she was also so horny – and she needed the accountant's cock. She rolled over and spread her legs and the accountant dropped down on top of her. He had a massive chest that crushed her tits flat. He also had a massive cock that he fucked deep into her pussy. It made her cry out with astonishment.
"Move your fucking ass, baby," he groaned. "Move your hot ass. Move it for me!"
The accountant had no style but his big cock mote than made up for it. He fucked into her cunt deeply.
He began ramming his prick into her pussy very hard. His fat prickload was splitting her cuntlips apart. She felt used, but that didn't stop her from tingling in excitement. She began lifting her ass up high and taking his prick even deeper into her pussy. She started pushing even harder against his prickmeat. She began squeezing her cunt walls together.
"Oh, fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck my cunt. Fuck me. You're making me feel so good!"
He began fucking her with deep fuck-thrusts. His hands slipped underneath her and he started squeezing her ass as hard as he could. His prick was fucking even deeper into her cunt.
"You bastard," she moaned. "You bastard. I hate you for this. I hate you."
"You love my cock, bitch," he said.
"Yes," she moaned. "I love your cock!" She hated him but she loved his cock. She needed his cock inside her. He kept fucking deeper and it was making her shudder all over. He started pushing his finger into her asshole and making her shiver.
He fucked his finger even deeper into her asshole. He started fucking his finger into her ass with the same tempo of his fucking cock. "You like that, baby?" he asked her. "You like that?"
"Oh yes," she whispered. "I like that. I like your cock. Keep giving it to me like that!"
He seemed determined to fuck his prick all the way into her cunt. His big balls slapped her again and again. She shook her head from side to side. He kissed her mouth and he started thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She sucked gently on his tongue. He started ramming his tongue even deeper into her mouth and he started ramming his cock even harder into her.
She hated herself for wanting to come, but she knew she was going to have to. She was hot inside. She couldn't control her desires, no matter how badly she had been used.
"I'm going to fucking come," she moaned. "I'm going to fucking came and it feels good coming. Oh shit, it I'm fucking coming it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Oh, shit!" She screamed again as the wild jolts of pleasure went through her body. She found herself twisting all over, the bed. She couldn't seem to get his prick deep enough in her pussy.
"That's it, baby," he groaned. "Shake your fucking ass. Shake your ass. That's fucking it!"
He didn't stop ramming his prick into her. He seemed to be trying to push his cock all the way through her body. His fat cockhead was filling her completely.
"I'm going to come," he groaned. "I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to fill your pussy. I'm going to fill your cunt! I'm going to fill your fucking cunt. Oh, fuuuuck!"
He fucked into her deeply and his prick exploded in a flood of cum that filled her pussy. She started moving her ass again as she drained his cock.
"That's it, baby," she moaned. "Fill my cunt. Fill me up. I love your cum!"
His prick kept spurting jism into her cunt. He fucked his prick in and out, of her cunt and his cockhead spurted again and again until her cunt was filled with jism. She kept moving her ass until she was sure she had drained his balls dry.
Finally, the accountant gave a soft sigh and she knew he was finished. He slowly pulled his prick out of her and he moved away. He started putting his clothes back on.
She knew that she couldn't allow this to happen again. She had enjoyed fucking but she couldn't keep allowing herself to be used. She had to do something before she was nothing but a cunt.