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BDSM erotica. Fictional characters over 18. Very deviant!
"That was lovely," Amy sighed. "Let me inspect your face, Marie."
Obediently, the girl tipped her face up, her expression hopeful.
Amy smiled with satisfaction. Marie's pretty gamine face showed the clear evidence of how she'd pleased her Mistress -- her chin and nose were sticky wet with Amy's juices.
"Very good job," Amy praised, watching the other woman soak up her approval. "I love how deeply you push your little tongue into my pussy, Marie. You're a silly rabbit who loves to have a messy face, aren't you?"
Marie blushed. "Yes, Stepmother."
"Now, get your hubby's cock ready for me," Amy instructed. She directed a cool smile at Marie's husband. "Dirty thing, isn't she, your wife?"
"She certainly is," he replied.
Amy watched with pleasure as her stepdaughter turned to her husband. The man had been stroking his cock as he watched his wife lap between Amy's thighs. Now, he released his rampant erection, his penis bobbing slightly as Marie lowered her face over it and took him into her mouth.
"Fuck," Brad groaned loudly at the exquisite suction.
Amy beamed at the couple. Brad was a good man, and he had been only too eager for Amy to show him how he needed to take Marie in hand. How they could both partner together in utterly dominating his new bride. After all, before she was Brad's wife, Marie belonged to Amy.
They had been best friends, once upon a time, sorority sisters in college. Amy had been the Big to Marie's Little. The private induction ceremony she'd subjected Marie to was still one of Amy's fondest memories. Oh, she'd had so much fun with Marie in college.
At one visit to Marie's home, Amy seduced Marie's handsome, divorced father. Her marriage to Marie's father might have lasted only eight months, but of course her relationship with his daughter continued long after his second divorce. Amy loved referring to Marie as her stepdaughter. During her short stint as Mrs. Whitehall, Mr. Whitehall never knew that his daughter was enslaved by his second wife, and that Marie spent many nights tied to her bed, listening to Amy get a good, hard fucking.
It was Amy who gave Marie permission to begin dating Brad in the first place; she ruled her sweet pet quite thoroughly. Before each of their date, Amy would give Marie specific instructions about what sexual acts she would initiate with Brad. The man could hardly believe his good fortune in finding such a hungry cock whore who would beg him to do demeaning things to her.
Amy saw no reason why they couldn't share Marie. After all, she was the one who had spent so much time training Marie to be the perfect little slut that she was. Marie's marriage was merely a new stage in her training.
Amy draped herself along Marie's back, rubbing her round tits all over her stepdaughter. Her former best friend. She couldn't resist trailing a hand down to caress Marie's pathetic, neglected pussy, stroking the slippery labia and dipping a finger inside to stir the girl up some more. The inner muscles were tight since neither she nor Brad used Marie there very often, preferring to make use of her mouth or stretch out her bottom hole instead. One of Amy's favorite games was to have Brad fuck her to an orgasm, then pull out and thrust inside Marie's cunt to finish inside her, giving the poor girl only one or two strokes at best before he flooded her with come. Marie would sob hysterically to feel her husband's cock softening inside her, while Amy and Brad panted from satisfaction.
"You should feel lucky Brad's giving you his come," Amy would remind her, stroking Marie's damp hair back from her sweaty face. "You're being such a good wife to him."
They didn't let Marie have orgasms very often. Her wedding anniversary was the only day she was guaranteed to earn a come; otherwise, Marie lived her days desperately trying to please her Husband and Mistress, suspended on the throbbing hope that Amy or Brad would have a whim to make her come.
"Ahh," Brad gasped. "Fuck, Marie. You hot little bitch! So -- damn -- good." He jabbed his cock in short thrusts into his wife's mouth while Amy held her head still and in place for him.
"Naughty rabbit, are you trying to make your husband come down your throat before he's had a chance to fuck me?" Amy pouted and twisted Marie's nipples cruelly. "Silly rabbit. I think this means you need to have a nice, soapy enema to purge all the naughtiness from you, isn't that right? I'll put those clamps on your titties and you'll hold it all that lovely solution inside you, and you'll just like that until Brad and I are done fucking and coming."
A moan of protest, choked off by Brad's fat cock stuffing her mouth.
"Yes," Amy declared decisively. "I'll go get everything ready right now while you keep your husband's cock stiff and ready for me in your warm little cockholder mouth, Marie. You know we always come so much harder when we hear you whimpering and grunting from getting your bottom filled and fucked by an enema."
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BDSM erotica. Fictional characters over 18. Very deviant!
"That was lovely," Amy sighed. "Let me inspect your face, Marie."
Obediently, the girl tipped her face up, her expression hopeful.
Amy smiled with satisfaction. Marie's pretty gamine face showed the clear evidence of how she'd pleased her Mistress -- her chin and nose were sticky wet with Amy's juices.
"Very good job," Amy praised, watching the other woman soak up her approval. "I love how deeply you push your little tongue into my pussy, Marie. You're a silly rabbit who loves to have a messy face, aren't you?"
Marie blushed. "Yes, Stepmother."
"Now, get your hubby's cock ready for me," Amy instructed. She directed a cool smile at Marie's husband. "Dirty thing, isn't she, your wife?"
"She certainly is," he replied.
Amy watched with pleasure as her stepdaughter turned to her husband. The man had been stroking his cock as he watched his wife lap between Amy's thighs. Now, he released his rampant erection, his penis bobbing slightly as Marie lowered her face over it and took him into her mouth.
"Fuck," Brad groaned loudly at the exquisite suction.
Amy beamed at the couple. Brad was a good man, and he had been only too eager for Amy to show him how he needed to take Marie in hand. How they could both partner together in utterly dominating his new bride. After all, before she was Brad's wife, Marie belonged to Amy.
They had been best friends, once upon a time, sorority sisters in college. Amy had been the Big to Marie's Little. The private induction ceremony she'd subjected Marie to was still one of Amy's fondest memories. Oh, she'd had so much fun with Marie in college.
At one visit to Marie's home, Amy seduced Marie's handsome, divorced father. Her marriage to Marie's father might have lasted only eight months, but of course her relationship with his daughter continued long after his second divorce. Amy loved referring to Marie as her stepdaughter. During her short stint as Mrs. Whitehall, Mr. Whitehall never knew that his daughter was enslaved by his second wife, and that Marie spent many nights tied to her bed, listening to Amy get a good, hard fucking.
It was Amy who gave Marie permission to begin dating Brad in the first place; she ruled her sweet pet quite thoroughly. Before each of their date, Amy would give Marie specific instructions about what sexual acts she would initiate with Brad. The man could hardly believe his good fortune in finding such a hungry cock whore who would beg him to do demeaning things to her.
Amy saw no reason why they couldn't share Marie. After all, she was the one who had spent so much time training Marie to be the perfect little slut that she was. Marie's marriage was merely a new stage in her training.
Amy draped herself along Marie's back, rubbing her round tits all over her stepdaughter. Her former best friend. She couldn't resist trailing a hand down to caress Marie's pathetic, neglected pussy, stroking the slippery labia and dipping a finger inside to stir the girl up some more. The inner muscles were tight since neither she nor Brad used Marie there very often, preferring to make use of her mouth or stretch out her bottom hole instead. One of Amy's favorite games was to have Brad fuck her to an orgasm, then pull out and thrust inside Marie's cunt to finish inside her, giving the poor girl only one or two strokes at best before he flooded her with come. Marie would sob hysterically to feel her husband's cock softening inside her, while Amy and Brad panted from satisfaction.
"You should feel lucky Brad's giving you his come," Amy would remind her, stroking Marie's damp hair back from her sweaty face. "You're being such a good wife to him."
They didn't let Marie have orgasms very often. Her wedding anniversary was the only day she was guaranteed to earn a come; otherwise, Marie lived her days desperately trying to please her Husband and Mistress, suspended on the throbbing hope that Amy or Brad would have a whim to make her come.
"Ahh," Brad gasped. "Fuck, Marie. You hot little bitch! So -- damn -- good." He jabbed his cock in short thrusts into his wife's mouth while Amy held her head still and in place for him.
"Naughty rabbit, are you trying to make your husband come down your throat before he's had a chance to fuck me?" Amy pouted and twisted Marie's nipples cruelly. "Silly rabbit. I think this means you need to have a nice, soapy enema to purge all the naughtiness from you, isn't that right? I'll put those clamps on your titties and you'll hold it all that lovely solution inside you, and you'll just like that until Brad and I are done fucking and coming."
A moan of protest, choked off by Brad's fat cock stuffing her mouth.
"Yes," Amy declared decisively. "I'll go get everything ready right now while you keep your husband's cock stiff and ready for me in your warm little cockholder mouth, Marie. You know we always come so much harder when we hear you whimpering and grunting from getting your bottom filled and fucked by an enema."