Mrs. Stanley beckons you over again, her eyes and smile letting you know that “no” is not an option. The moment you are within arm’s reach, she uses her right arm to pull you into a deep, hungry kiss while her left hand strokes your shaft. To your surprise, this whole ordeal has made you rather horny and full. Mrs. Stanley breaks the kiss and licks her lips. “Mmm…now let’s see if you’re as good as these girls seem to think you are.” With that, she guides you down to her stretched nether lips, the sweat and juices clinging to the sensitive folds and flaps.
Her soft hands and manicured nails twirl and play with your hair as you use every technique you know of to pleasure Mrs. Stanley. Your efforts are soon rewarded as she has a small orgasm, adding her juice to the rest of the collection on your face. You slowly stand up and smile at her.
“You're not getting away that easily, baby…” With surprising strength for her petite frame, she pulls you down to the ground and straddles you. hands her a condom, which she quickly opens and slides down your shaft. Then, with pure lust in her eyes, she slides herself down your body as she tells the whole room, “Time to tame me a cowboy!” The other ladies cheer as they watch Mrs. Stanley tighten her cervix muscles to grip you like a merciless vice.
The sensation nearly overwhelms you as you moan, “Mrs. Stanley…”
“Tonight you call me Carmella, baby.” With that, she firmly places her palms on your chest, doing all the work as she rides you and keeps you pinned to the floor. The feeling of being completely dominated, along with Carmella’s expert fucking, soon has you approaching the boiling point. She notices this and slaps your face. The sudden shock breaks the moment as you look up at her in surprise. “You do not cum until Carmella tells you that you can cum, baby.” With that, she rakes all her nails roughly down your chest as she rides you faster and harder. In your mind you try desperately to think of anything except the insane fucking you’re getting from your prospective client’s wife.
Finally Carmella cums and climbs off you. You look at her with a hurt expression, your body all but begging for release. Before you can say anything, however, the condoms are switched and Deborah mounts you, this time with her back to you so you see her tight ass and hips as she pounds herself on you. The sensation is equally excruciating on your cock, and your teeth dig into your lips as you try to hold out. All the while Carmella whispers in your ear, “Not yet, baby…not yet…”
Once Deborah cums a couple of times on you, she gets up, condoms are switched again, and Melissa takes over. She is younger and not as experienced as the older women, so the lustful excitement and your pulsing meat soon has her squirting cum across the room.
Again the protection is switched out and Gina takes over. As she rides you, she lightly lashes your chest and thighs with a riding crop. To your surprise, this gets you even harder, making your shaft buckle inside her and causing her to cum twice in a row. Once everyone else had their turn, yanks off the last condom and straddles you. The feeling of her bare pussy against your raw and over-stimulated shaft causes you to loose control even as Carmella tells you to cum. purrs happily, her nails kneading your chest as everyone else laughs and cheers.
Finally stands and motions for you to stay on the floor while all the women get dressed. One by one the women bend down to kiss you goodnight, Carmella adding, “I’ll make sure you and get my husband’s account…as long as we can do this again.” She smiles playfully at you as she kisses you one last time.
Finally and you are in the small house alone. She holds out her hand so you can see she has your keys. “Go upstairs, get out of those clothes, and take a shower. I’m going to your place to get clothes for you for the week. You’re staying here.” Before you can protest, she places her foot firmly on your chest. “It’s only Monday and I have you until Sunday night. You are my slave and I say you stay here. Now get cleaned up.” With that, she walks out the front door and latches it from the outside. At that point you notice there are only two doors out of the duplex, the front door that you came in, and the back door out by the kitchen. It seems, however, that any hope of escape was thought out, since these doors apparently cannot be unlocked from the inside. |