Pauline The Slut - Part 26: My Husbands Whore 

 
I didn't see my husband for a few weeks after the film shoot. I was still in bed one morning when the phone rang. "Get out of bed slut and put on one of your babydoll outfits. There are some workmen coming over to do some work on the house. They'll be there for two days. Make sure you feed them and let them use you however they want. They promised to reduce the bill if you proved to be a good slut. Don't disappoint." He hung up. 
 

Just after 9, 3 men arrived. "Wow, your husband wasn't joking. You are a cock hungry slut." Their boss said as he grabbed me and ran his hands all over my body. "You two bring in the gear. I'm going to start this job with a fuck." He dragged me into the lounge while the other two brought their gear upstairs. He followed them upstairs when he was done. 
 
There was a lot of noise coming from them and I was curious as to what work they were doing. I went upstairs. They were working in one of the guest bedrooms. I went to the door to peak inside. Before I could see anything one of them came out. He took me to my sons bedroom pushed me to my knees and had me suck his cock. Before he headed back to work he said "We'll be stopping for lunch at one and dinner at five. Make sure there's plenty to eat." 
 

Throughout the two days they would continually come to use one of my holes. Whenever they all left the room the door was locked so I never got to see what they were doing. On the final evening a truck arrived and all the old furniture from the bedroom was taken away after I gave the driver a blowjob. 
 

My husband arrived the next day to inspect the work. I wasn't allowed into the room. My husband seemed satisfied with what he saw. He left without saying a word. 
 

The next afternoon Beth phoned, "Slut, Put on your black cocktail dress and be at the restaurant in the Four Seasons at 9. Eat before you arrive." I arrived as they were finishing their meal, my husband, Beth and a man I'd not seen before. 
 

"This is your slut for the night." my husband said to him "she will do anything you want, treat her as if you own her." Then turning to me "This is Mr Eiffer, we have signed a very big contract today and you are to make sure he is well rewarded. Do not disappoint. If you fail to please him your sisters video will be sent to everyone." 

 I was still shocked by what my husband had said when Mr Eiffer took me to his room. When we got in the elevator he turned me around and pushed me up against the wall. He shoved a finger up my ass and then a second. By the time we got to the 14th floor he was forcing three fingers in. 
 

As soon as we entered his room he threw me on the ground and fucked my ass roughly for about 10 minutes until he came. He then grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head down to clean his cock. I was then dragged to the bed and he started fingering my ass again. His cum provided plenty of lubrication for him and he soon had four fingers inside me. My ass felt like it was being ripped apart as he pushed his whole hand into me. I started to scream until he pushed my head down into the pillow. 
 

"How's that slut? Like getting your tight asshole fisted?"  
 

He pushed deep into my ass before pulling halfway out and then punching back in again. I had never experienced such pain. He continued punching away until I almost passed out. Having completely wrecked my ass he ripped his fist out and started fucking it again. I was pushed down to clean his cock after he filled my ass with cum. 
 

"You better be gone before I wake up slut." He then turned over and went to sleep. 
 
Two days later, Beth and my husband arrived at the house. "Shower and put on some makeup on. You don't need any clothes. Be as quick as you can." 
 I went upstairs returning downstairs to find Beth and my husband drinking coffee in the kitchen. 10 minutes later the doorbell rang. "Answer that slut and bring them into the study. I went to the door naked. There were two men, one elderly, close to 70 and the other about 40. They were dressed in expensive suits and had briefcases. I led them to the study. 
 
"Good morning Mr. Trent, Mr Rosberg. Thank you for coming out to my house at such short notice. I really appreciate it. I think you have met Beth before." They both said hello and shook hands with Beth. I was ignored.  
  

They both opened their briefcases and placed some papers on the desk. My husband signed several documents and Mr Trent witnessed his signature. Then I was handed a pen. "Sign slut." I looked at my husband, puzzled. He took out his phone. "I must send a message to my son and daughter." he said to no one in particular. I knew instantly what he meant. I took the pen and signed. Mr Rosberg witnessed my signature. All the documents were put back in the briefcases. 
 

"Slut, bring Mr Trent upstairs and thank him for coming out to us this morning." Resigned to what lay ahead I brought Mr Trent to the bedroom. He took off his clothes and folded them over a chair. I lay on the bed and he got on top of me. No preliminaries, no demands, he just fucked me. He then got dressed and went back downstairs. 
 

I was just about to head for the shower when Mr Rosberg came in. He stripped and forced me to my knees. He forced his cock down my throat, chocking me. He relaxed his grip allowing me to get a breath before fucking my throat again. He then threw me face down on the bed and fucked my ass. 
 

After I showered I went downstairs, everyone had gone. 
 

Two days later a removal truck pulled up outside. Three men unloaded some furniture and boxes. As they were bringing the boxes into the house Beth arrived. She told the men where the furniture and boxes was to go. She then said something to them that I couldn't hear. She turned to me. "Fuck these men real good when they've finished." She then left. 
  

After an hour or so the men brought me up to my bedroom. It wasn't long before there was a cock in each hole. I heard a car outside. I guessed it was Beth coming back to check on me. I decided to work really hard at pleasuring the three cocks in my holes. I sucked and moved my body to meet the cocks, letting out moans of pleasure. 
  

There was a scream. "Mom, what are you doing." It was my daughter, Therese. She turned and ran down the stairs. I tried to get up but the men held me in place "We're not finished with you." one of them said. I heard the door slam shut and her car head off. 
 

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Pauline Exposed And Humiliated

Paulineomts 7.9K

heard cry's for help from next door, i got up and went over, the door was unlocked to find my neighbor stuck under her sofa, ass hanging out of her dress with her struggleing. i of coarse had to take a few pics before helping her. later i found out she was trying to move her furniture around when it tipped on her and trapped her under the weight of the sofa. was hot watching her struggle!

I confess that I just hate these god-damn niggers running around. A few days ago I had to go to the bank to cash a check. It was a sizable amount so had to go inside instead of the drive-thru. I went in and stood in the long ling waiting for a teller while looking around. I haven't been in there since last month and the place looked like shit! The nice furniture they had before was replaced by some mauve upholstery and the nice shiny stone floor was replaced by this ugly tan carpeting!

When the line moved up, I got closer to the tellers. Three were humans and one was a big fat sheboon with corn rows and a gold front tooth. I thought it was a male at first but two saggy mountains were attached to its chest! I silently prayed that I would get one of the humans, 3/4 odds isn't bad odds. Finally, the lady in front of me was called up by a man and the nigger was the only one open. It hollered "Next?! C'mon up he-re Mista!". I pretended like I didn't notice since I wanted to wait for a human but they were busy with customers.

The idiot behind me tapped me on my shoulder and said "That lady on the left is open, sir." Then I just decided to go up to the sheboon as I was too considerate of others to hold up a line like a nigger would. I went up to the sheboon and presented my check to it.

"Is this real?" it asked me with an odd ball glance. I nodded silently but was thinking "of course it is you stupid ass nigger!" Then the sheboon typed into the computer and had me give my ID. I been a customer of this bank for 12 years and this was the first nigger who serviced me. I had given it a form so it would deposit most and I wanted two thousand eighty in cash. I was given a receipt that showed the money was now in my account.

The nigger started counting out the cash I was owed and when finished, gave me it. I counted it to myself because I didn't trust this nigger and sure enough I was about two hundred short! I axed the sheboon that it made a mistake and I needed two hundred more. "But Is counted it, mista!" it yelled out. I said "No, when I counted there was two hundred missing. Can I see the manager!" The nigger snarled and yelled back "You musta hid it in yours pocket! I counted the change right!"

All the commotion had alerted a security guard who came over and demanded to know what the problem was. I told him that this sheboon took $200 from me. She screamed that she counted it fairly and that I was hiding it. The manager finally came over from hearing the loud fuss the sheboon was making and asked what was going on. I filled him in while the sow began squealing that she counted it right. I gave him the money and he counted it. Sho nuff, there was $200 short. He told the sheboon so but she yelled "He musta hided it!" I said that the sheboon saw me count the money right in front of her and I had no time to hide anything. I said they could even look at the surveillance camera if they wanted.

After I brought up the camera, miraculously the sheboon put $200 on the counter saying it fell on the floor while she was counting. I didn't buy it at all because niggers are criminals. I don't know how this one got a job at the bank unless AA or a liberal was responsible. The manager apologized to me and gave me a free tote bag that they give out to those who open new accounts. I didn't accept and told him that I wanted to close my account. This one niggerfuxated experience was enough for me!

I then left the bank and got into my car. I then called a friend to tell him of what happened. Twenty minutes or so later, I started to pull out of the parking lot but then as I'm driving away I see that sheboon with two security guards outside the building! I think it got fired or arrested..or both . I won't be going to that bank again. If they are stupid enough to hire one nigger then more and more will come in eventually. My friend recommended his bank that doesn't have any nigger tellers at all and that's where I opened a new account that very day.

Anybody else ever have coon-tact with niggers, and it just ruins your day?

As of last week I have now seen a bottomless or more naked woman in all my neighbors houses to all four sides of my house. And in three of the houses I've seen two or more woman over the years. But I was never very close to any of the windows. I saw all of them but the newest one from my patio furniture where I always go to smoke like 20 times a day so I'm pretty sure they knew there was a good chance I would be sitting the most of the time and got dressed in front of the window on purpose. One of the girls I ended up sleeping with off and on for a few years till she moved. The newest girl was my neighbors college daughter who is home for covid evidently.

I had this friend that I was infatuated with for a long time. She was around 5'10, tall for a girl, really thin, but she had amazing eyes, brown hair, and always wore this strawberry lotion for VS that drove me crazy. One night she called me, crying, saying her and her friend didn't have anywhere to go. She was staying with her friend and that girl's dad had gotten upset at them about something and kicked them both out. I didn't have a room, but I had a couple of couches, so I said yeah, I'd come and get them.
When I pulled up, the friend was absolutely gorgeous, too. She was shorter, around 5'4, blonde, with a chin dimple, and curves. Brought them out to my house and told them to make themselves at home. Figured I would give them a week or two to figure out something permanent. They don't put much effort into it. They don't look for work, don't look for a place to stay, and aren't cleaning up after themselves. The only benefit of it was that we would go out and they would wear these amazingly skin tight tube dresses, the kind that don't have shoulders and arms. Always the same two dresses, and they'd alternate which one wore which, but definitely got me attention with them on my arm.
One night we were driving home and they started dancing to the radio seductively in the truck as I'm driving down the road. The fried, Amy, peeled her dress down, but had a strapless bra and her tits were huge, definitely a D cup. It was a wonder I didn't wreck because I kept looking over hoping a nipple would fall out. They were just teasing, giggling and getting within a couple of inches of each other's lips. We got home and they passed out; I went to my room to jerk off thinking about them.
Lounging around the house, Amy would wear these loose tops and her boob would fall out. Her nipples were really dark, much darker than I expected, but the shape of her tits was incredible. They are still the best tits I've ever seen to this day. I would point out that a titty came out but she'd laugh and say she didn't care. One day I was talking to her in the hallway and she went to go into the bathroom and opened the door. Tiffany, the one I knew first, was standing there naked in the shower. No one noticed for a second and then Tiffany screamed and Amy laughed and went in and shut the door. More jerking off for me. Tiffany was so tall and slender, tits were maybe a B cup, but it was her legs and wet hair that I thought of.
After around two weeks, I start hinting around, asking if they had found a place. They said they hadn't, but we all knew I wasn't going to kick them out. They could just flirt and tease with me and I'd be all excited about that instead. One night we were sitting around the house drinking and it got to the point that they were talking about sex, how much they liked it rough. "Necessary pain" was the term they used. At some point we started taking body shots where I would take shots from their cleavage and them from my crotch. They then ran into my bedroom for a minute and came out wearing matching underwear. They jumped up on my coffee table and told me to put some music on. I did and they told me sit down on the couch. They danced together, a couple of kisses here and there, and would pull the bra straps to the side, but wouldn't take them off. Amy's ass was perfectly round; more jiggle than I expected, but still nice. Tiffany had an ass that was super tight. After what seemed like forever, it was clear that they weren't going to take off anything, just bending over and giggling to each other. I sat up and said I was going to lay down. Then Amy said, we know you're going to jerk off! My face turned red. Older now, I realize that it was obvious and shouldn't have been anything to be embarrassed about, but at the time it was as if they had discovered my darkest secret. What are you talking about?, I asked. Tiffany said, It's fine. We know you do it thinking about us. I said whatever and went into my room. I was laying in bed thinking there was no way I could ever masturbate now, they had ruined it and would think I was a pervert.
That is when there was a knock on my door. Come in, I said, and they both came in. Amy jumped on my bed, sitting on her legs and Tiffany stood by the door. Amy asked if I was jerking off yet. I said, No, I told you I don't do that. Amy called me a liar. She punched my leg, laughing, and then said she wanted to watch. I said no way, but Tiffany had this look in her eyes. Fuck it.
I asked if they were going to help and they both said no (fuck my feelings). Amy said they would dance for me. They stood in the middle of the room and started dancing. My cock was hard, but I was reluctant to touch it. Then they kissed... a long kiss. Amy's hands reached up and grabbed Tiffany's head, Tiffany's hands grabbed Amy's ass and squeezed. That was enough to make me grab my dick and start stroking underneath the covers. Amy moved behind Tiffany, both of them facing me. Nuh uh, I want to see it, she said. I told her they didn't get to me if I didn't get to see them. They both kind of giggled and Amy reached up and grabbed the cups of Tiffany's bra - you mean these? as she pulled them open. Tiffany reached up to cover her nipples, but I saw them. I pulled the blanket away and showed them what I was doing. Tiffany bit the bottom of her lip and Amy smiled. Amy reached behind her back and unclasped her bra and then undid Tiffany's. They both stood at the foot of my bed, barely dancing, but watching me until I came. Then real quickly they said goodnight and left my room.
A few nights later we had gone out to drink and when we got home, they both passed out on the couches. As I was walking to my room, I could see Amy's tit hanging out of the side of her shirt. I stared at it for a second, my dick getting hard. I pulled it out and stood over her, jerking my cock. I couldn't resist and reached my hand out and felt her nipple between my fingers. She didn't move, so I bent down and licked it. I put my mouth over her nipple and sucked, circling the nipple with my tongue. Right as I was about to come, Tiffany stirred on the other couch. I jumped up and jumped into the hallway, frozen, afraid I was busted. But she was only adjusting. After a while, I walked back into the living room and stood over Tiffany. She had an a t-shirt, so not as easy access. When I pulled her blanket back, though, she had these satin panties with thin strings over her hips. There was tape on the sides (is this a thing?) but I pulled them to the side and saw her pussy. My cock was hard again, so I pulled it out. I was debating whether to try and fuck her, but it was way too risky. I tried to move to a position that I could put my dick in her mouth, but because of the furniture, I couldn't get in the right spot to squat down enough. I went back to Amy and put her hand around my dick, using it to jerk off as I stared at her tits until I came.
The next few weeks were uneventful, arguing about their mess, not working, etc. There had been an evening when they were trying on bathing suits in my room and modeling them for a couple of my buddies that were over. I took that opportunity to sneak into the backyard and watch them changing through my window; didn't get to cum though. Then came the day that they needed a couple of favors.
Tiffany had ridden with me to town and asked to borrow $20. I asked her how she was going to pay it back. She wasn't borrowing, she was asking to have $20. She laughed and said yeah, but I told her no. She begged and I said I'm not giving money away for free. She tried to negotiate with housework, but I said that was going to be done anyway before the weekend or they were out. About a mile from the house, she asked if I wanted to jerk off to her again. I said yeah, we could do that, but then she clarified that she wanted to borrow the money for something before we got to the house. So I pulled over and told her take her tits out. She leaned back in the seat and pulled her shirt up. I pulled my cock out and looked at her. I told her to rub them and she did. I asked her for her hand and it was so sexy the way that she kept kinda pulling back and then deciding yes as it got closer to my dick. Then she was jerking me off and I was squeezing her tit with my hand. I asked her to suck and she just made the sound that means no without saying it. I was going to just take the hj then, but I wasn't cumming. I reached behind her head and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her down gently and said, Come on, just for a second. She opened her lips and slid it into her mouth. That did the trick. I don't think I lasted thirty seconds in her mouth. She sat up, opened the door, and spit it outside. We headed toward the house and I left the truck running. I gave her $40 and told her she could have it and get two of whatever she was wanting, but not to be gone too long with my truck.
When I got inside, Amy was CLEANING the house with music blaring, wearing a black nightie and in her own little world. I got a nice view of her ass cheeks while she was bent over dusting and startled her when she turned around. We laughed for a second and she asked where Tiffany was. Told her she was making a run to town. I'll finish the story if there is interest.

I admit that I seduced my prudish girlfriend on our first date.
I met her on a dating site and agreed to pick her up from her house. she still lives with her dad and I live with my parents as well. I took her to the nearest city with a downtown area and we walked.

It honestly wasn't that hard, I just used a few tips I had picked up from reading pick up forums a couple years back. I made her laugh, flirted lightly, and took her hand on a gamble as we crossed the street. It stuck, and we were holding hands the rest of the date. I even took her to the top of a parking structure where we made fun of people and I massaged her back and shoulders.
She is black, around 5'4 with a nice ass. she has voluptuous curves but isn't fat, has decently firm c-cup breasts and a very cute face. I'm white, 6'4 and athletic because I move furniture.

We eventually came back to my house and made a fire and started making out. I picked her up from the fire and took her up to the treehouse in the back yard and eventually had her clothes off as we made out. I didn't fuck her that night, she wouldn't let me, but I fingered her.

She's had one other boyfriend and he was the only one she slept with before meeting me. Until then she'd never been seduced.

No pics of her face, but if you ask nicely, perhaps tits.

Pauline The Slut - Part 8: Back Home

I looked around for my clothes. They were ripped and there was no way I could put them back on. I looked around for something to wear. My husband began to leave. He looked at me and said "You'll do as you are. Let's go and don't cover yourself up when we go outside. Make sure everything is on display."

All the customers turned to look when we came out of the office. There were whistles and catcalls and they followed us outside to our car. As he got into the car my husband told me to turn around and shake my tits. I turned around and shook my breasts. Everyone cheered as I got into the car. We headed out of the car park and back on to the road home.

After a few minutes he grabbed me by my hair, pushed me down into his lap and told me to take his cock out and suck it. I undone his trousers. He lifted his arse as I pulled his trousers and underwear down. I then took his cock into my mouth. He pushed my head all the way down forcing his cock down my throat. I gagged and struggled for breath before he moved my head up. I just had time to gasp some air before he shoved my head down again. This continued on the journey home until he started to cum. I had no choice but to swallow it all. When he'd finished he kept his cock in my mouth even when it got soft. He kept it there until we arrived home.

When we got home he told me to bring in the bags and to bring him a beer. He headed straight to the study. I brought him his beer and couldn't believe what he was doing. The security video from the shop was playing on the TV screen and he was using his computer to edit it. Zooming in on my face as I drunk the bowl of cum. He then switched to the video from his phone of me sucking Pete adding it to the shop video. 

"What are you doing?"

"I'm putting together your video collection. You are going to be famous. Everyone is going to know what a dirty little slut you are. Now go to bed and let me finish this."

I lay in bed panicking about what he was doing. What did he mean I was going to be famous. Who was he going to show the video to. I had to put an end to this. I eventually fell asleep.

I was woken suddenly when my feet where grabbed and I was pulled to the end of the bed. I was flipped on to my stomach and my legs forced apart. Then I felt my husband position his cock against my asshole. As I tried to get free he pushed his cock into me. I screamed as he tore into my ass. He drove his cock until it was fully inbedded in my ass. He fucked me hard pumping in and out telling me how he loved fucking my ass and he should have done it years ago. He filled my ass with his cum and then threw me to the ground. 

"Clean it."

The smell of cum and shit filled my nostrils. I felt nauseous. My mouth remained closed. He bent down and grabbed both my nipples pinching and pulling them in different directions. I thought he was going to tear them off my breasts. As I opened my mouth to scream he shoved his cock in. He grabbed both my ears and moved my head up and down his cock.

"Use your tongue slut."

I felt his semi flacid cock harden as he shoved it down my throat. He was now fucking my mouth like it was my cunt. The taste of my shit along with his cock in my throat was making me gag. He then shot his cum straight into my stomach. He let go of my ears and climbed into bed. I crawled to the bathroom and threw up.

I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about what he said about the video. He had filmed me sucking Pete and he had the video of the shop. I had to get the videos and escape. But how.

The next morning my husband woke and ordered me to make the breakfast. I went downstairs naked and prepared breakfast. When we finished he told me to shower and put some makeup on and be back down in 30 minutes with the bags from yesterday. When I returned he had rearranged the furniture and set two video cameras up in the sitting room. There was a camera on the table. He told me to put on a bikini top and a pair of shorts. When I protested that I wasn't going to let him film me and show it to people he took the riding crop out of one of the bags. He didn't spare any part of my body. He lashed my breasts, stomach, back, ass and vagina. I screamed, begging him to stop.

"You stupid slut, when are you going to learn. If you don't obey me you can get out of my house. I'll use your slut body however I want and with whoever I want." 

He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the front door. He pushed me naked out the door. 

"Now you can fuck off and live somewhere else."

I had nothing. I was naked with no money. I fell to my knees.

"Please, don't do this. I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you want. I'll be your slut" I cried. 

He shut the door. I looked around. While we lived in a secluded area I was scared someone would see me. I banged on the door sobbing. After a few minutes the door opened. He stood there with his phone in one hand and the riding crop in the other.

"Are you still here slut."

"Please let me in. I've nowhere to go."

"You should have thought of that before you disobeyed me. Now get off my property." 

He raised the riding crop to whip me.

"No don't. I'm sorry. I beg you. I'll do anything you want just let me back in."

"You promised to obey me before and you haven't. You had your chance. Now fuck off."

"I will, I will. I'll do whatever you say. I won't disobey you again." 

A cruel smile came across his face. 

"You'll do whatever I want."

"Yes, whatever you want."

"On your knees slut. If you want to get back in you're going to promise to do everything I want and I'm going to record it on my phone. If you disobey me again I will send it to your parents, your sister and everyone else who knows you."

My mind was totally confused. I had to get back into the house but he wanted to video me promising to be his slut. I'd do it and plan an escape later. I got down on my knees.

"Now look in to the lens and say "I'm Pauline and I'm a slut. I want to be used as a three hole fuck toy by my husband and anyone he gives me to. I'm his obedient submissive slut." If you don't say it like you mean it I'm going inside, locking the door and calling some security guards to throw you out on the road."

"I'll do it." 

I looked at the lens on his phone and said it. He smiled.

"Next time you don't do what I want that gets sent to everyone who knows you including the kids. He wouldn't show that to the kids, would he. So much had changed in the past week I didn't know what he would do.He then unzipped his trousers and took out his cock. 

"Open wide." 

I got ready to suck him when suddenly he started to urinate in my mouth. I closed my mouth and tried to cover my face with my hands. He pushed me over with his foot and I lost my balance. I put out my hands to stop me falling. He pissed in my face and all over my body. I was drenched all over. When he finished he took a few photos of me.

"Now you might understand what your future is. I get to use you however I want. I'll have you fucking men and women and you'll do it or this video goes to everyone. Now we can't have you go into my house like that. Get on your hands and knees and follow me around the back of the house."

I walked on all fours around to the back. He went over to the hose and turned on the water. The force of the freezing water stung my body. He walked all around me hosing me down. He then told me to lie on my back and lift my legs up and spread them apart. He then directed the hose directly at my cunt. He laughed when I screamed from the blast of the water. When he'd finished he went inside and threw me out a towel. "When you're dry knock on the door."I dried myself and knocked on the door. He looked up from his chair but did not move. I was shivering but he didn't care. Eventually he let me in. "Now go upstairs fix your hair and makeup and be back down here in 15 minutes. We have some photos to take."

I've been spying on my neighbor all summer while she's been doing yard work .

So many loads dumped watching those floppy tits flop around .

It's so hard catching the nipple flashes in the moment , but she's been flash those tits all summer .

I've moved my lawn furniture over just slightly for her sitting where she could see directly up my loose shorts exposing my semi hard cock .

Pretty sure she's seen , we've exchanged a couple smiles here and there , she's alot older then I am and a fat fuck but that ass ain't no joke , ide fuck the shit outta this fat bitch and slap those floppers around .

My best friend went off to college 2 months ago. We are both 18. About a week after he left his mom called me and asked if it would be possable to help her move some shit in her house. She is divorced so alone now. I agreed and went over later in the day and helped her move some furniture around. It was impossable to miss her big nipples poking out her t-shirt and it gave me a little woodie but then I am thinking whoo dude that is your best friend mom. After we were finished she starts talking about how she missed her son not being there to help. I told her to call anytime.
A few weeks later she called again so I went over to help but this time she was in a swimsuit with a shirt over it and looking fine and tanned. After we finnished she asked me to stay and go for a swim. I was wearing shorts and was hot so I told her ok. She pulls off her shirt and is in this white swimsuit and jumps in. I soon followed and things we ok until we went to get out. Her swimsuit was totally see thru. Yeah I stared. She looked at me and asked if I saw something I liked. I just smiled and went over and kissed her and ended up with a nice fuck out of it. I could not believe when she told me it was her first time in 5 years. Since then I go over 3 or 4 times a week. She is only 35 so still a hot MILF and I do

My cousin pushed me in the bathroom, “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” she said grinning.
In that “what the fuck” moment she shut the door behind her, and exposed a perky B cup which made my mouth water and instantly gave me wood.
I’ve always been kind of flirty with my cousin, but never thought anything of it because she’s family. Perhaps the last instance of truth or dare we played put us over the edge?
“I dare you to kiss Sandra,” my sister suggested. No, not cool sis, what is this high school? We were drinking and started acting like idiots.
“What are we living in a trailer park in the south?” I asked.
“You forfeit?” my sister slurred in her drunken stupor.
I leaned in to kiss my cousin Sandra who was flush with either alcohol or embarrassment, perhaps both. I moved in for the cheek but she turned at the last second and kissed my lips.
Maybe it was that kiss that did it, but Sandra was off the hook.
She stood there, looking at me with her tit exposed and smiling. I didn’t know what to say or do so I tried my damnedest to undermine the conversation.
“It isn’t that big, nothing special,” I said.
“Let me see it,” Sandra pleaded her breast still exposed.
I pulled my shorts down so she could see the tip of my erect cock.
“The whole thing!”
My penis was so fucking hard, pulsating, anticipating Sandra’s touch. I slid my underwear down to reveal myself to her and blushed.
“It’s bigger than what I’m getting,” she said as she looked at it.
Sandra is an Italian beauty, dark black hair, golden brown eyes, B sized tits with a slim waist and her lips are soft and pucker perfectly. She’s engaged to a cop and I’m married to a teacher, I had to put a stop to this or we both risked a shit ton of drama that neither of us could afford.
I pulled my pants back up, “listen cuz, you’re hot as hell but we can’t do this.”
“Do what? I just wanted to see your dick!” she said seemingly offended that I would think that we were going to actually fuck.
She put her perfect tit away blushing.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you Sandy,” I said looking into her eyes. She moved towards me, and hugged me tightly. Surely she felt the bulge between my legs throbbing against her stomach with anticipation. She looked up at me, and her lips touched mine. Her tongue passed between my lips and intertwined with mine.
“Bill is working tomorrow if you want to come over and help me move some furniture,” she whispered.
“You’re going to cheat on him with me?” I asked.
“He’s fucking every prostitute and woman he can. He’s always coming home smelling like a French whore house. Like I wouldn’t notice.”
“If our family finds out, your mom and my father… holy shit, you know the consequences.”
“They won’t. I’ve always wanted you. I need this. I’m on the pill, so we can do whatever,” She said.
Now SERIOUSLY. My cousin, holy fuck. My mind is still blown away. I’m married and so is she but I don’t know how to even approach this shit. I mean, yeah – I’m a guy and my cousin is a perfect 10 in my book. If I wasn’t related to her I would have railed her right then and there in the bathroom and bragged to my wife about it. I work at a job where I can easily take off and do whatever I want. I don’t think I’ll ever have the chance at being with a prettier woman in my life – unless I pay for it by using a high priced escort lol. What should I do? I know many are going to be like “bang her!” but seriously – put yourself in my situation for real. This is my first cousin.

Pauline The Slut - Part 16: Abused

I collapsed to the floor when he released me from the wall. He went back to the bedroom. I tried to follow but my body was wrecked with pain and I was exhausted. I just lay where I was and fell asleep. When I woke, the terror of the night before returned to my mind. I decided to get out of this torture chamber before Gary returned.

I crawled to the bedroom. There was no one there. I hadn't the energy to go any further. I climbed onto the bed and collapsed. I don't know how long I lay there before I was dragged from the bed by the hair. I screamed as I fell to the floor and was pulled towards the torture chamber. I saw Gary and my husband filming me. I tried to tear at the hand grabbing me but it was in a glove. I tried to grab on to some of the furniture but the men would kick my hands away as soon as I got hold of something. I was back in the room, terrified and screaming.

My hands were tied together to a rope hanging from the ceiling. Ellie then pulled on the rope, my hands rose above my head. I was forced to my knees and then my feet as she continued to pull the rope. My feet left the ground and I was dangling in the air. She swung me around to face her.

She was dressed in a black leather body suit with her breasts hanging out and her crotch on display. She wore long black studded gloves. I watched as she went to the wall and took down a whip. She swung it through the air. The cracking sound filled me with fear. She came over to me and gently stroked my body with the whip. She took a few steps away from me and swung the whip through the air.

I watched in disbelief as the whip flew through the air, struck my stomach and wrapped around my body. I looked down to see the red mark where it struck me. Then I felt the pain. It was like being cut by a giant paper cut. I let out a scream at the same time as the second lash tore into my breasts and my upper back. A third and fourth lash followed.

She came over and spun my body around. The lashes were now hitting every part of me. I looked down to see a criss cross pattern of red stripes covering my body. I was so traumatised that I hadn't noticed that she had stopped until she knelt in front of me, spread my legs and buckled my ankles to a metal bar. My legs were now forced apart.

She got up off her knees and started to suck my breasts while her gloved hand stroked my vagina and played with my clitoris. Her fingers started spreading my pussy lips apart. She slid one finger and then two inside me. She was rough as she pushed a third followed by a fourth finger into me. She was was moving her fingers in and out when I felt her thumb join them.

"Please stop. You're hurting me."

She looked into my eyes and smiled. She then rammed her fist right up me. The pain exploded in my brain. The studs on the knuckles of the glove ripped my insides. I screamed loudly as she pulled out and rammed her fist back in to me. She continued, each time pushing further until her wrist and arm were also buried in me.

She started to twist her hand inside me which forced my swinging body to twist with her. My screams continued for the next while as she fisted in and out of my battered and bruised vagina. It seemed to last forever. She eventually stopped and lowered my body to the ground.

I had forgotten about our husbands. They both now stood over me with their cocks in their hands. Ellie held a camera. The two of them started to urinate on me. Their pee found the cuts made by the whip bringing my pain to a new level. My wounds stung as I screamed at them to stop. They eventually ran out of pee.

I lay lay there my body destroyed as the three of them left the room chatting and laughing. Soon I heard the three of them in the bedroom having sex.