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Spanked For Bad Figures
Gemma spanks her boss
“I’m telling you Pete, he’s going to call me in to his office and have me discipline him.”
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“But he’s in his early forties, and you are only 26. Anyway, you are his secretary. It doesn’t stack up.”
“Tell me about it. Anyway, I’m his pa, not just his secretary Ill have you know.”
“Sorry Gemma.”
“That’s OK Pete. Anyway, he’s a bit of a kook. I mean a really nice person and he treats me very well, but he has some, well, funny ways.”
“So you will really actually spank him.”
“Yup, across my lap on his bare bottom. I can use my hand as long as I can and he has a hairbrush he has me use.”
“How many times have you done this then?”
“Eight times in the last two years.”
“No way!”
“I’m telling you Pete, I really have.”
“So do you fancy him then?” Gemma felt the intake of breath in Pete’s voice. She smiled to herself. She knew Pete fancied her.
“No way. I mean he is very nice and all that, but I don’t fancy him. Not at all.”
Pete sounded relieved at the other end of the phone when he asked ”Wow. So tell me, why have you not told me until today?”
“Well, he has just sent me a text saying when he comes back to his office I need to have a disciplinary meeting with him.”
“Disciplinary?” But he means real discipline, right?”
“Yes. He’s in the weekly sales meeting. If he comes outside the top three sales people then he gets me to spank him. Up until now he has said I have to keep it private. He told me yesterday he thought his figures were bad again, in fact possibly his worst ever. He said he isn’t learning his lesson well enough and so needs to have something extra special to make him focus again. He said he wants me to make him totally barrassed somehow, but no one in the office must know. It turns out that when he got spanked at home his Mother always spanked him in front of someone else, normally his aunt or a neighbour, which he found totally degrading, but it worked for him. He behaved well afterwards until his standards slipped again. He thinks that type of barrassment will work for him again so he has asked me to arrange something along similar lines. I need to have him know someone else knows what’s happening whilst I’m spanking him. So I thought of you.”
“Surely his Mum stopped spanking him a long long time ago.”
“Ages ago. I reckon he misses it though. Anyway, are you in? This text must mean his figures are really bad after all”
“OK, you know I’ll do everything you say, so what must I do?” He was now laughing.
“Well, before spanking him I’m going to have him phone you. I need you to belittle him, tell him how little self esteem he must have, to have his pa discipline him. That kind of thing. Then you will listen to me disciplining him, and he will know you are listening.”
“What, just to barrass him?”
“He told me a while ago it’s all about ego in the sales game. He reacts differently to other people though. If he thinks other people see him as a poor sales person that just spurs him on.”
“I see. So he thinks that by being told he is bad at something it will make him want to be good at it.”
“That’s it.”
“Hey Gemma, but you are the one who is so good at giving people a piece of your mind.”
“That might be Pete, but I need another man to be involved. Don’t mess me around or I might have to sort you out as well.” Gemma giggled to herself when she heard Pete gasp at the other end of the phone and then try to cover it up by dropping the phone on the floor, followed by a “whoops, sorry Gemma.”
Pete had often made comments to her about being naughty and maybe needing her to show him the right way. Gemma laughed and asked “Anyway Pete, so do you mind doing this really?”
“Of course not Gemma. Just get him to call me then.”
“Thanks Pete. It will be about half an hour I guess.”
“How shall I start?”
“Just play it by ear” Gemma said with a giggle.
Daniel returned from the meeting a while later, and walked passed Gemma without saying a word. He closed the door behind him. Gemma saw Daniel’s light come on on the phone and knew he had diverted all his calls to voicemail. Next second her phone rang.
“Please come in Gemma if you will.” The phone clicked off.
Gemma also sent her calls to go to voicemail, got up, and walked to Daniel’s door. Normally she would knock but not this time. She was not expected to show her boss any respect now. None whatsoever. The opposite in fact. Gemma opened the door, walked in, shut the door behind her, and walked up to Daniel’s desk. He stood up, knowing he must show the proper respect to Gemma. He had after all handed to her control over him whenever his figures were poor.
“So, you have dismal figures again do you young man?” Gemma demanded.
“ Yes Miss. Sorry. I thought they would be better.” Daniel insisted he has to show Gemma proper respect whilst being disciplined.
“But you didn’t. You just free wheeled didn’t you. You just wasted your time didn’t you.” It was a statement.
“Yes Miss. I know Miss.”
Gemma was enjoying herself. She liked Daniel, what was there not to like. He is never rude to her, or anyone actually, has a good sense of humour, dresses smartly, and even takes her out for lunch occasionally, which none of the other bosses do for their pa’s.
Today Gemma dressed in a smart business suit, a dark grey jacket with full length sleeves, a white short sleeved shirt underneath worn open necked, and a matching grey skirt worn to just above the knee, her bare legs underneath because she knew in her heart of hearts that Daniels sales figures were going to be poor and she would be doing this. Her skirt would ride up as she sat down and Daniel’s bare skin would rest on her own bare legs, and she would feel the heat of his erection on her thighs.
Daniel wore his usual work clothes, which today was a smart dark blue suit, and blue open necked shirt. He couldn’t look Gemma in the eye though, knowing what he had earned.
“So, I guess you need an incentive don’t you, to improve on your figures.” Gemma sat down on the visitors chair but kept a steely glare focussed on her errant boss.
Daniel blushed and nodded, still not daring to look at Gemma.
“Speak up boy. I will not tolerate silence. If I ask you a question then you will answer. Do you understand?” Gemma snapped.
“ Yes Miss. Sorry” Daniel replied, now looking at Gemma, but biting his lip, knowing what was going to happen to him.
“Come round to this side of the desk boy.”
Daniel walked around the desk and stood in front of Gemma.
“Remove your trousers boy, and your underpants. I don’t think you fully understand what I am saying to you.”
“I do Miss, really I do” exclaimed Daniel, whilst undoing the zip of his trousers and letting them fall to the floor. His underpants followed.
“Turn around” Gemma demanded. Daniel did so.
“I asked you a question” Gemma said and immediately gave Daniel a hard smack on his bottom, which drew a gasp from the older man. “I asked if you needed an incentive” she added, giving Daniel another hard smack. “Now, turn around again please” Gemma demanded.
Daniel turned around and looked at Gemma, his now stiff penis only inches from Gemma’s face. “I’m sorry Miss. Yes, I do need an incentive. I want to get better figures after all.”
“Right. Now, in the past I have put you across my knee and spanked you haven’t I.” Another statement.
“Yes Miss.”
“This time I don’t think that’s enough. This time I think you need to be shown that continued bad performance will lead to the knowledge by others that the only way you learn is by being disciplined.”
Gemma stood up and walked towards the door, and Daniel’s face became a picture of panic. He definitely did not want anyone else in the office to know what his pa did to him on occasion. But Gemma was playing with him. Her wicked streak coming out. She looked back at Daniel to see his erection had all but disappeared as she veered off and went to the small meeting table and pointed to the phone.
“You will make a call little boy, to a friend of mine. We will discuss your punishment and he will listen as I spank you. Here is the number. Call it. Address him as Mr Pete and Sir.”
Daniel sighed with relief but went immediately to the desk, and dialled the number. Pete answered.
“Yes” Pete said shortly.
“Mr Pete?” Daniel asked.
“Yes. You are?”
“Daniel, Sir.”
“And the reason for the call?”
Daniel looked across at Gemma, who said “Daniel has been particularly lazy recently, and got very poor sales results because of it. I am going to discipline him, and knew you would have some views.”
“Of course. What are you suggesting?”
Gemma said “Daniel, set out what I normally do to you.”
Pete jumped in with “Normally? How often are you disciplined then young man?”
Daniel responded quietly “Miss Gemma has spanked me several times now, eight times in fact. She puts me across her lap and spanks my bare bottom. She uses a hairbrush as well and twice now a cane.”
“I see. And do you deserve to be disciplined?”
“Yes Sir, I do.” Daniel was blushing. He was not used to explaining these things to another man. He was used to being told to get ready, and then being spanked, usually scolded by the woman spanking him. His floppy penis emphasised to Gemma that Daniel was barrassed by the whole conversation.
“Do you enjoy being spanked?” Daniel’s penis grew at the very question. Gemma was astounded at just how quickly Daniel became erect.
“No Sir” he said trying to sound earnest but in fact did not ring true.
Gemma said “are you sure Daniel, bearing in mind that is some erection you have.”
“Oh, but, no, I mean.”
“Enough young man” interjected Pete. “If you have an erection it must mean you are aroused.”
Daniel didn’t know what to say.
Pete continued “Right Daniel, take your erect penis in your hand” he ordered.
Daniel was now a deep red. He looked pleadingly at Gemma. She looked back at him but with only a stern and unyielding look. She was not going to help him he knew. Reluctantly he placed his fingers around his penis, looking up at the wall, desperately trying to make it go down, It just wouldn’t.
“Does it feel warm Daniel” Pete asked.
Daniel was really struggling now. Of course it was warm. It was throbingly warm.
“Yes Sir” he again answered.
“I think you should masturbate Daniel.”
“No please Sir. Not now. Please Sir.”
“Daniel” Gemma said firmly, you will do as you are told. Come over here and stand in front of me.”
Gemma sat down again and had Daniel stand between her legs. Her face was inches from his penis. She took a coffee cup and held it in front of Daniel.
“Go on Daniel. Masturbate in to this cup. Don’t get any on me though or you will be really for it.”
Pete said from the phone “and I want to hear you tell me what you are doing. Out loud Daniel. Go on.”
Daniel blushed even deeper, if that was possible.
Slowly he started to rub himself, up and down. “I am rubing my penis Sir. I am getting stiffer and stiffer Sir.”
“Good. Rub away. Tell me Miss Gemma, is he doing it properly?”
“Oh yes Mr Pete, I can see he is.”
Daniel tried for over a minute to come, but he knew that with Gemma watching it was hard enough, and knowing that another man was listening he knew he just would not be able to come. He struggled, and Gemma could see his anguish.
“I don’t think he will come Mr Pete” Gemma said.
“That is bad Miss Gemma. He can’t be much of a man can he, if he can’t even come. Try looking at Miss Gemma Daniel, and imagine her spanking you, across her lap, does that help?”
“This might help” said Gemma as she smacked him hard on the side of his leg, then again, and a third time.
Daniel cried out. Yes it helped. Daniel imagined Gemma spanking him as she had done so often before. It really helped. As he pictured her spanking him, and imagined her strict voice scolding him, so he became stiffer and stiffer. He felt Gemma rub his leg again, and then the sharp pain as she smacked him again, and again, and again. He started to groan, he rubed faster as his legs stung and Gemma spanked his legs harder and harder. Strict women scared him. Terrified him in fact. But also aroused him. Got him really aroused. Aaarrghhhh. What a release. He felt the cum surge up his shaft, between his fingers, his eyes were closed but Gemma laughed as it arced in to the cup.
Daniel was breathing heavily as he felt Gemma’s hand again on his leg. He opened his eyes. Was she about to smack him again. He saw the swirl of her arm as her hand crashed again against his leg.
“Shall I keep smacking his legs Mr Pete?” Gemma asked.
“Yes” came Pete’s reply, a noticeably rasping voice thought Gemma. She smiled to herself. She wondered if Pete had been masturbating at the other end of the phone.
Gemma turned Daniel so he was sideways on. Gemma started to smack the backs of his legs, once, twice, three times, on and on, until Daniel was sobing, his legs stinging.
“His penis is now floppy Mr Pete. Very floppy.” Gemma said.
There was nothing from the other end. Gemma was sure now Pete was concentrating on something else for the time being. Gemma ignored that. Daniel was unaware anyway.
“Right young man” Gemma said to the sobing Daniel, “it is time to punish you more seriously. Daniel, you will go across my lap. It is time for your spanking. Come on.”
Gemma sat back in the chair and eased her skirt up, so her thighs were bare, ready for Daniel to lie across them. Daniel turned around, tears already in his eyes. He saw Gemma’s bare thighs and unconsciously his erection returned as he lowered himself across Gemma’s lap. She held his waist and moved him slightly forwards, so she was more comfortable and his bottom was better placed for her to spank his bare bottom.
Gemma placed her hand on his bottom, slowly rubing the reddened skin, and felt the heat from his erection.
“So Daniel, why are you being spanked?”
“Because of my poor sales figures Miss.”
“Why are they so poor?”
“Because I didn’t try hard enough Miss.”
“Why will you try harder in future Daniel?”
“Because I hate being spanked Miss.”
“I don’t think so Daniel. I don’t think so at all. I think you do enjoy it. You love being put across a woman’s knee. Isn’t that right Daniel.”
“No Miss.”
“Let’s see shall we.”
Gemma started to plaster Daniel’s bottom with spank after spank, telling him how disappointed she was, how she knew he can do better, shall do better, must do better in future, or else it won’t just be her spanking him. No, it will be her spanking him with Pete watching, and then also Pete spanking him. Very hard.
Daniel was squirming as the hand spanks hit home. He deserved to be spanked hard today. Gemma spanked every square inch of Daniel’s bottom as he squirmed around on her lap, gasping as the spanks stung more and more.
After several minutes Pete suddenly spoke above the noise of the spanking. “I think he needs to be thrashed with something harder Miss Gemma. How about a hairbrush. Have you one of those?”
“Oh yes” Gemma answered, a nice one with a square wooden back to it. That will be just the job. Daniel, get it please.”
Daniel eased himself up, went behind his desk, took the brush from his desk draw, and went straight back to Gemma. Instead of taking the brush and stood up. Daniel looked quizzically at her. He had expected to be turned across her lap again.
“Have him bend over the desk so his face is near the phone Miss Gemma, so I can hear him gasp as each span k hits home.”
“Go on, Bend over the desk Daniel.”
Daniel did as he was told.
“OK Daniel, hit your self hard with it. I want Mr Pete to hear it.”
Daniel took aimed the brush and hit himself as hard as he could.
“Can you hear that Mr Pete?”
“Just about” came the reply. Gemma was sure she heard a slap from the other end of the phone. It sounded as though Pete was hitting himself. Was it with a hairbrush she wondered? She started to feel very wet, and her nipples hardened at the thought of Pete at the other end of the phone. She focussed again on Daniel.
“Right Daniel, a few more, and make it harder will you.”
Daniel landed several more hard spanks, gasping after each one even though he was landing them himself.
Gemma scoffed “Not hard enough. Not by a long way. Well if you need help I will certainly teach you how to do this properly. Let me do it.”
Gemma took the brush from Daniel, took aim, and landed the brush on Daniel’s right bottom cheek. He gasped, noticeably louder than when he was hitting himself.
“Are you enjoying this Mr Pete?” Gemma asked, and laughed to herself as Pete gave a quick “yes” reply.
Gemma carried on landing spanks across his bottom until Daniel was gasping at each stroke, squirming around trying to avoid the spanks as they hit his bottom time after time. Gemma focussed on a specific spot on each cheek and Daniel started to let out louder and louder gasps, and Gemma could see tears staining his face. She knew though that she won’t stop until she sees his chest heave deeply as only then will he be properly chastised for his poor work. She was getting tired when eventually he succumbed to the pain and broke down and cried freely.
“OK Daniel, have you learnt your lesson?”
Daniel looked around but stayed in position. Gemma saw his eyes were as deeply red as his bottom. Daniel knew not to move until told to. He looked up at Gemma and said with some difficulty “yes Miss Gemma. Next week’s figures will be very different. I promise.”
“Thank Mr Pete” said Daniel.”
Daniel looked back at the phone and said “thank you Sir.”
“Good. OK Daniel, you can get up and get dressed.”
Gemma said her goodbye’s to Pete and clicked the phone off, and decided it was time to release Daniel from her control.
“OK Daniel, it’s over for today.”
“Thanks Gemma. You’re a star.” Daniel wasn’t smiling though. He was worried.
“Gemma, does Pete know me?”
Gemma smiled. The thought had crossed her mind already because she knew Daniel would be devastated if he knew someone was walking around who knew what happened to him.
“No Daniel, Pete doesn’t know what you look like.” Then she added with a sly smile “but if your figures stay bad for long then I might just have him watch.”
Daniel blushed. “That’s enough incentive for me. My figures are definitely going up, that’s for sure.”
Daniel smiled at Gemma as he got dressed. His bottom was sore, just as he liked it.
Gemma asked “Daniel, I know you work much better after one of my spankings. You do enjoy being spanked don’t you.”
“Well, not so much enjoy the spanking, but I do get really aroused.”
“So after your Mother used to spank you, did you go to your room and do what you did before?”
“You mean masturbate. Yes. It was so easy. I would have a very sore bottom, my legs would sting, I would lie on my bed and masturbate till I came at least twice, sometimes more. I felt so relaxed afterwards. The next day my sore bottom would be a constant reminder of the spanking though which is what spurred me on, made me behave, and do much better.”
“It’s a shame you don’t have a wife to keep you in line then isn’t it”
“I guess” Daniel replied, blushing again.
Then Gemma asked “you don’t get on with women do you Daniel? We scare you don’t we.”
Daniel gave a nervous look and then smiled. “Well no, not really, well, yes, I suppose so. I am intimidated by them, you, erm I mean erm women generally” he added still blushing. “But really I don’t have time for it anyway. I need to focus all my energies on my sales. That’s what is important to me.”
“You mean strong women frighten you to the point of being obedient. OK Daniel, I understand. Anyway, there’s no harm in it” Gemma stood up and made ready to go back to her desk. “I will keep everyone out for five minutes. That should be enough time for you to get yourself sorted out?”
“Yes, thank you” Daniel replied, as his hand encircled his erect penis. Then he looked around and sounded a bit on the panicky side when he asked “Gemma, you will still spank me when my figures are down, won’t you.” He looked worried.
“Of course I will silly. Don’t worry about that.”
Gemma turned, walked passed Daniel’s desk and out of the office When she got back to her desk she immediately phoned Pete.
“Well, what do you think?”
“Wow, that was great. Really good fun Gemma. You were just so dominant.”
“How’s your bottom?” Gemma asked sharply
“What?” Pete gasped.
“How red is it. From the hairbrush?”
There was silence.
“Come on Pete. Tell me, or else.”
“OK OK. Yes, I spanked myself with the hairbrush. You were such a turn on.”
And did you masturbate when Daniel did?”
“My goodness, how do you know that?”
“I know Pete.”
Silence from Pete.
“Why don’t you ask me Pete?”
“Ask what?” he said, almost in a whisper.
“OK Pete, I’ll tell you then. “
Gemma paused, for effect, before saying “I know you want to be spanked.”
There was silence still from the other end of the phone. Gemma became more confident.
“You want me to spank you don’t you. You want me to control you and thrash you and then love you. You do don’t you” she snapped.
“Yes” Pete rasped. “Yes. I want you to discipline me. And I want to make love to you.”
“Good. I want to discipline you and be responsible for you. Will you obey me Pete?”
“Yes Gemma, of course I will.”
“And I will decide when you deserve to make love to me. Only when you are a good boy. And when you are bad I will thrash you and you will pleasure me but I won’t allow you to come. Do you agree to that as well Pete?”
“Yes Gemma. I need you to control me. To punish me when I am naughty, and to let me pleasure you.”
“I do mean control Pete. You have to give me control so I will discipline whenever I say you need to be. No arguments Pete. I have the final say. Every time.”
Gemma was now aroused. Not like when she spanked Daniel though. Daniel always masturbated after she spanked him. He’s masturbating now. She couldn’t though after spanking him. She tried. She enjoys spanking him but not sexually. But now with her fingers on her clit talking to Pete she was becoming aroused. Just by thinking about doing it with him. She knew with him it would be different. Very different.
Pete said “yes Gemma. Please take control of me. I need you to.”
“Good, so tonight you will be naked, across my lap, and I will turn your bottom deep red, your bottom will bounce as I thrash you Pete. You will obey my every instruction. Do you understand?”
“Yes Gemma.”
“Good, young man” Gemma said, with confidence and severity in her voice, both at the same time. “Get ready tonight young man. Have the hairbrush ready on the bed, you will wear only your pyjama bottoms. OK!”
“Yes Gemma.”
“Do you have an erection Pete?” she asked sharply
“Yes. I’m erect again. I can’t wait for you to get here” whispered Pete.
“Good. I’m going to make you cry Pete. I’m going to teach you a real lesson, before I fuck you and you fuck me. OK Pete?”
“Yes Gemma, I know. I can’t wait.”
“Neither can I Pete. Neither can I.” Gemma stopped fingering herself. She will wait until tonight.
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Young Bride To Be Seeks Relief Before Big Day
Oh shit what a flight. Venetia sat in her favorite chair and closed her eyes. Being a Flight Attendent for 3 years, fucking kids running up and down the aisle, their asshole parents bitching about the food and price of the drinks. And to make matter's worse the turbulence had been severe and they hounded her the whole 4 hour flight like it was her fault. But Venetia's mood rose as she dreamed of her big day. In 4 days she would be marrying the love of her life Rod Rollinson, he was not only handsome but treated her like a queen.
Venetia took off her uniform jacket tossed it on the bed, unbuttoning her "bassy Airline" shirt, as she drew her bath.The sound of the water soothed her as she took her shirt off and unbuttoned her bra. Her 34C breast's fell heavily into view. Undoing her hair braid Venetia shook her head, her luxurious thick black hair tumbled over her shoulders. Her tired eyes looked back at her as she looked in the mirror as she peeled her skirt down her perfectly contoured long tanned legs. Off came her pink silk panties, Venetia noticed she needed a shave of her legs before the wedding.
AAAHHHH OOOhh the hot water felt good on her tired body. Her puffy nipples tingled as she as she washed her sensitive breasts. As Venetia washed her legs her mind wondered to her upcoming wedding. The little bean and slit between her legs covered with thick black hair itched as she thought of her upcoming wedding night. Venetia and Rod were both from very religious families, they both believed sex was not to be used for lustful behavior. They prayed together many times for deliverence in their relationship to be lifted from lusidious sinful thoughts when their kissing and makeout sessions had become a little over heated.
Venetia had all her plans in order, dress,maids of honor dresses, church, reception, yes everything was on schedule she thought. She put a towel on her head and around her wet body. Walking into her room and sitting on her bed, Venetia picked up her cell. "Kay's Hair Salon".....she heard.
"Kay this is Venetia".....she replied. "hey Venetia how are you?"....Kay replied.
"Kay I know it's short notice but is their any time for me today with Sue and a leg wax?"........Venetia ask.
"hold on, Sue's sick, I have a new part time girl, Lavone, just a minute"......Kay replied.
"Venetia, Lavon said she would stay late after we close and get you in because of the wedding if you want, she's a massage theripst also, you have never had a massage have you?".......Kay ask.
Venetia replied......."No never that sounds wonderful, great, what time?"
"5:00 alright?"......Kay ask......"see you then".......Venetia replied.
Venetia walked into the salon. She had thrown on some shorts and sandles with a sweat shirt.Venetia wasn't racist against black people but she was surprised when a tall black woman greeted her and introduced herself as Lavone. She stood at least 5' 10 and was a large woman maybe 150 pounds,her hair was in corn rolls and she had thick lips with red lipstick, dark eyes that looked directly at her scanning Venetia's body from head to toe. She introduced her son Tyrone,he was cleaning the floors for Kay now. Venetia shook both their hands noticing the young boys eyes scanning her body. He looked to Venetia to be around 16, she felt a little uneasy but soon forgot about it as her and Lavone walked to the massage room.
They made small talk about the wedding and excitement of the big day and Venetia started feeling more relaxed. Once in the room Lavone closed the door and handed Venetia a towell.
"I'm going to go heat the water and you get undressed and just get comfortable, put your clothes over there on the chair, and I'll be back in a few minutes"........Lavone instructed.
The door closed and the soothing music made Venetia feel relaxed as she climbed on the table nude and covered herself with the warm towell.Venetia was ashamed of her thoughts that a black woman would be touching her body. She said a short prayer asking for forgiveness to such thoughts. Venetia found herself dozing into a light sleep.
"Goddam mom that white bitch be lookin fine".......Tyrone told his mother.
"Ha Ha you want some of that white pussy son?".......Lavone ask.
"Fuck mom could I, damn she a fine bitch"......Tyrone replied.
"We'll see,I'll hit the buzzer if she's a player, I want to taste that sweet pussy myself"........Lavone replied taking off her shirt exposing her huge 38G bra, pulling her skirt off and her pink thong covered her coal black hairless slit. Her 5" heels made her an imposing sight at over 6' tall.
Venetia heard the door open and close and the instruments being prepared. She was so relaxed her eyes remained closed as the towell was raised up her legs just beneath her pear shaped ass.
In a low very sexual voice Lavone said......."damn girl you got some beautiful legs here wow, nice and long, bet your new husband to be loves these wrapped around him?"
Venetia was ashamed of her vain thoughts at the comment."we haven't done anything like that yet,I don't know really".....Venetia replied.
"damn girl you a virgin still,how old are you"......Lavone ask sensually.
"24, yes, I wanted to save myself for my husband, my parents are church going people".....Venetia replied suddenly barrassed at getting so personal with this black stranger.
Lavone thought to herself how sweet this little whore must taste. She applied the cream to her damp legs. Venetia was loving the warm carress of the razor on her legs. Lavone had grown quiet as she shaved her beautiful legs. Up and down smoothly the sharp razor traveled down the backs of her legs.
"Ok baby turn over and let Lavone do the other side"......Lavone said whispering,helping Venetia turn over. Lifting the towel Lavone got a clear view of Venetia's naked body. Look at those fucking tits Lavone thought to herself, perfect size like coconuts, her pink areoals covered the whole front of her breasts her nipple like pellets. Venetia noticed for the first time Lavones outfit, her breasts were huge. Laying on her back the warm cream and razor glided over her legs.
Lavone whispered........."spread your legs so I can get your thighs baby, that's it, a little wider."The razor was coming very close to Venetia's slit. Venetia died from barrassment as Lavone's finger's pressed against her. Her virgin pussy tingled at the close touch. Lavone lightly lifted the towel higher touching the thick hair around her cunny. A wet fire shot thru Venetia.
"Honey,let me shave your pussy hair here for you and your huby, I'll make it nice and smooth for your special night".......Lavone whispered sexually.
"the bible forbids that I think"........Venetia gasp. She could feel her body weakening into perdition. She felt Lavone trimming her vulva hair as she attempted to protest. Levone's fingers were separating her pussy lips and lightly trimming the curly dark hair.
AAAhhh a slight moan escaped Venetia's lips. Oh God she thought and prayed for forgiveness of lustful feelings.
Levone knew she had her,she smiled to herself as she confidently spread her pussy lips. She saw her little nub sheathed in it's protective hood. Lavone knew it would be blossuming soon. The razor smoothly and cleanly finished the last of Venetia's cunt hair. It was now smooth as a baby's rearend. Lavone wiped it dry. It was beautiful Lavone thought her mouth watering.
"Okay baby we're ready for the massage, roll over, but look how beautiful you look"..........Lavone ask.
Venetia's breath caught in her throat. Her body was beautiful,her smooth vulva cried out for attention. Venetia died from barrassment when her nipples bagan to stiffen. She prayed for chaste thoughts not these vanity feelings that were flooding her mind.
Lavone's hands straightened the towell over her ass cheeks and Levone's strong hands worked their magic on Venetia's tense body. Damn her thighs are so smooth as she applied a lite vannila oil. Venetia's tanned legs glistened. Lavone's strong hands moved to her shoulder's,deep thrusts relieved the tension. Rubing deeply up and down her bare skinned back. She peeled the towell back and started kneeding her ass cheeks. Spreading them her mouth watered at the sight of her little bung hole. Lavone saw the glow of her pussy and knew her new bitch was getting turned on.
Venetia turned over her body tingling, she expcted the towell over her body but Lavone threw it on the chair. Venetia closed her eyes "OOOohhh"......Venetia moaned, as Lavone's oiled hands massaged her
Venetia felt wetness on her breast,her eyes opened, Lavone was mauling her breast licking them and sucking on her nipples. She felt a finger enter her pussy slit. Her Ivory gate was sopping wet."AAahhh OOOhhh please stop, oh no, please no".....Venetia begged. Suddenly Lavone's thick lips pressed against Venetia's pouty lips her tongue prying my mouth open. I opened my mouth and our tongues met, our tongues swirled and flicked at each other in a long hot kiss. My arms went around her shoulder's pulling her closer.
Levone broke the kiss whispering....."Oh you sweet baby." Mauling my breasts then kissing down my velvet tummy her tongue entered my Portal to Venus. "OOOOhhh NNNooo,OOOh God,please stopAAAAhh"....... Venetia moaned. Lavone's tongue was circling her clotoris not touching it. It's hood was exposing unsheathing itself for the first time her clit was exposed to a another person.Electric shocks shot thru her body.
Lavone's tongue flicked Venetia's clitty and a rapture was leading Venetia to an orgasmic paradise.OOOOOhhh GGGGoooddddd,III'mmmm cummmming,she humped Lavone's tongue burried deep in her wet cunny.Venetia had totally released herself to her venal temptation. The devil had entered her soul.
"lick my tits bitch"...Lavone ordered. Venetia had never touched a woman's body before but her mouth opened and she licked and kissed Levone's huge black soft breasts."MMMMMmm,yes baby suck them big titties,OOOhh YYYeees mmmm,yes baby,yo a nice sweet slut you are".....Lavone groaned.
Venetia liked the softness of her breast in her hands. Licking and mauling her giant black tits. Like a cat Lavone shifted off her and peeled her panties off. Now naked she hit the buzzer giving her son permission to join them.
Naked he entered the room. His black young black dick grew at the sight of the carpet licking going on.Both women were moaning in passion. Lavone looked up seeing her son enter, his huge 10" black anaconda at attention.
Lavone pressed her pussy onto Venetia's mouth her tongue probing her love channel. " that's it sweet slut lick that black pussy,that's it lick that panty pudding you little slut".......Lavone gasp close to her own orgasm.
Venetia's body cried out for attention. She hadn't heard Tyrone enter. She was licking Lavone's pussy when suddenly she felt something probing her vulva. She moved her head and looked shocked as the young black boy from earlier was probimg her slit with the largest black dick she had ever seen.
"OOOhhhh nnnnooo ppppllllease nnnooo, I'm a virgin, no please, I'm not protected, no, please,I'm getting married,no"....Venetia protested shaking her head.
"Fuck mom look at these legs wow she is a sweet bitch".......Tyrone said lustily.
"She's a virgin Tyrone,gut this bitch,cut that tight white pussy open"......Levone said slipping the large bulbous head in Venetia's virging pussy.Tyrone pushed.
"OOOOOOhhhhh GGGGGGoooooddddd,Please,Please nnnnoooo"....Venetia pleaded. The pain ripping thru her body. Tyrone pulled out and pushed again deeper this time." AAAAhhhh oooohhh AAAAhhhhh noooo.nnnnoooo......Venetia pleaded. Again he pulled out and again he pushed in.
"Fuck mom her pussy is tight,damn and wet, fuck she feels good"........Tyrone said. Again he pushed deeper.
"OOOOhhhh" Venetia screamed but the pain was being replaced by a feeling she had never felt. A pleasure building deep in her a growing pride in her sexuality. Again he pushed."OOOohhhhh GGGod, Oh God, O God".....Venetia cried out.
Lavone was whispering in her ear. "oh baby you like that black dick in that sweet pussy".....Lavone ask. "you like being a slut for black dick huh baby cakes, you be a nice slut"......Lavone continued.
"Fuck her Tyrone, fuck her harder, deeper".......She told her son.
Tyrone wrapped Venetia's long contoured tan legs around his black ass and pushed again, he felt her cervix wall deep in her love channel. Her channel welcomed it's new invader. So wet.
Venetia responded to this vile dirty talk, a pleasure indescribable overtook her. "Oh don't stop,don't stop,oooohhh God, Oh God,AAAAhhh OOOOhh. GGoodd,don't stop".....Venetia suddenly spasmed,her eyes rolled back in her head. She felt this invader grow and suddenly!!!
Tyrone tensed its huge black cock expanded gob after gob of hot cumm shot forward.
"OOOOOOOHHHHHH NNNNOOOOO III"""mmmm cccciuuuummmmmiiingggggg God oh god oh god......Venetia was lost in lust. Gone was her chaste life forever. Scalding hot cumm coated her womb, her secret cell had been found. Her face became coated with Lavones cumm as she squirted on Venetia's face.
With a loud plop she heard Tyrones huge cock withdraw."Come here Tyrone, lick his dick clean of his cumm and your pussy pudding baby".....Lavone ordered. Lust had overwhelmed her Christian soul as she licked his cock clean the musky taste she rather enjoyed.
Lavone and Venetia kissed passionatly a long deep kiss." I love you Levone"....Venetia whispered.
Levone laughed......."yous my sweet slut now baby, we's going to have fun with you,nothing will excite you now but black dick and black pussy, understand?"......"Now get your white ass outa here, my number's in your purse."
Venetia drove home not knowing if she deserved to wear a white wedding dress. Her first massage, her first sex with a woman and man, and first time with a black person. Some cumm was leaking dowm her thigh,she scooped it on her finger and ate it as she drove into her driveway. There waiting was her beloved Rob standing on the lawn.
What a day of first's Venetia thought but not her last she feared as she hugged her finance praying for forgiveness from her lustful day of first's.