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Authors name: MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
Story title : Angie's Only Mistake - 2
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Angie's Only Mistake - 2 (M+/F, slut-wife, reluc, gb)
By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
***
Angie glanced in the rearview mirror to check her
appearance. It was a stressful day with Jason wanting
her to meet him and Mr. Jamison's demands. Angie was
short with Jason and firm in her refusal to meet him.
She told Jason she needed to talk with him later, that
there was a major problem. After Angie promised to meet
Jason the next afternoon, he left her alone with her
thoughts. All day Angie tried to figure out what Dave's
intentions were, and if he even knew anything or was
just fishing.
Angie remembered seeing Dave's truck at the motel, but
did not think Dave had seen her. Angie was still dressed
in her business suit she wore to work that day. Unlike
previous days since her affair with Jason, today, Angie
wore panties and regular hose. Angie exited the van and
found Dave's apartment and knocked lightly on the door.
Dave opened it almost immediately.
"Right on time," Dave announced, "I like that, come in
and have a seat."
Angie jumped right to business as she entered the
apartment.
"Okay Dave, just what is it you think you know?" Angie
demanded as she stood just inside the doorway.
Dave shut the door and encouraged Angie to have a seat
on the couch. Protesting Angie agreed but wanted Dave to
promise to hurry up. Dave sat in the chair across from
Angie.
"I've been watching you for a long time," Dave started.
"Get to the point, Dave," Angie spat, "or I'll tell Brad
what's your doing."
"I don't think so." Dave responded matter-of-factly.
Angie sat and listened as Dave described how he seen her
van at the motel that day. He even pointed out that he
knew about her and the messenger in her office. Dave
further stated he followed Angie and her "lover" back to
the motel and listened at the door.
"You're one hot bitch," Dave commented with a chuckle.
Angie sat without expression. She thought about how to
react all day and now was going through with her plan of
denial.
"That is the most ridiculous story I have ever heard,
I'm leaving," Angie said with disdain.
"Thought you'd say that, now sit back down I got
something to show you," Dave said with a hint of anger.
Angie slowly sat down and watched as Dave took a remote
control and pointed it toward the TV. The TV turned on,
then the VCR. Angie took slow deep breaths as she
watched the TV. There she was, 40 year old, Mother of
three, married, on her knees, naked, giving a blowjob to
a 25-year-old messenger. Angie felt the heat in her
cheeks as she saw Jason pull his cock from her mouth and
coat the tops of her tits with his sperm. Angie could
not speak as the screen went blank and another image of
her bent over the bed at the waist and Jason behind her.
The angle of the camera clearly showed Jason ramming his
dick in and out of her cunt and the lust in Angie's face
as she wiped the sweat from her eyes and licked her
lips.
"Fuck you," Angie said and got up to leave Dave's
apartment.
"You'll want to stay and watch this part," Dave said
with glee.
Angie turned and saw her sitting on top of Jason,
bouncing up and down on his hard cock. Jason's hands
were full of her tits and Angie was giving him
directions to fuck her harder and to make her cum.
Angie's mouth hung open as she watched herself twisting,
turning, and screaming obviously in the mist of another
massive orgasm. Angie sank back into the couch and put
her hands over her face.
"Okay, no more, please, turn it off," Angie said in a
low voice.
Dave clicked the TV and VCR off and remained quiet for a
moment.
"What do you want?" Angie asked fearing the answer.
"It's easy," Dave replied.
Angie listened while Dave told her that football season
started in two weeks and he always fantasized about
having a sex slave up at his cabin in the woods on
opening day. He told Angie that in exchange for the
videotape and his silence that she would agree to come
up on Saturday morning and remain until Sunday evening
and serve as his sex slave. If she agreed, Angie would
have to do whatever Dave wanted without questioning.
"And if I say no?" Angie asked a little angry.
"No problem, I anonymously, send a copy of the tape to
Brad and to your boss, Mr. Jamison," Dave countered.
Angie was in shock. She tried to think of a way out of
this predicament, but nothing came to mind. Dave wanted
to not only fuck her but also play out some fantasy.
"How will I explain this to Brad," Angie asked hoping
for an out.
"Not my problem," Dave said, "do we have a deal."
Angie got up to leave the apartment. Dave remained
seated. As Angie was about to open the door she turned
to Dave.
"What time do you want me there and how do I get there?"
Angie said flatly. "Should I wear or bring anything
special."
Dave handed Angie a map and informed her that she did
not have to bring anything at all except herself. He
then opened the door and Angie went back to her van.
Once inside, Angie started to cry at the mess she was
in. She was going to have to come up with an excuse to
be gone that weekend. More importantly, Angie was going
to have to figure out some way to tell Jason.
Over the next two weeks Angie went through her work like
a zombie. Jason would come around and try to get her to
meet him at the motel. Angie would always make up and
excuse as to why she could not be there. After the first
week, Jason would just pick up the packages and leave.
He was nice, but no nicer to Angie than the other
secretary. Angie decided that Jason was smart enough to
figure out that it was over. Angie told Brad that there
was a training seminar the weekend she was to be a
Dave's cabin. Brad was very understanding, which racked
Angie with guilt.
On Saturday morning, Angie dressed conservatively in
jeans and a sweater. She took a small bag of toiletries
and drove the van about two hours into the mountains to
Dave's cabin. Angie arrived a little before noon just as
Dave instructed. Angie knocked at the door and Dave let
her in with a big smile on his face. Angie decided she
would let him fuck her, but she did not have to
participate.
"Turn around," Dave ordered.
Angie thought his request was childish, but complied.
She turned around slowly. Angie jumped when she felt
Dave's hands on her asscheeks. He squeezed her two firm
buttocks in his hands and turned her around. Angie
stared at him as Dave reached up and massaged her tits
under her sweater. Angie tried to concentrate on her
disgust and continued to glare at Dave.
"You'll change your tune before the weekend's over,"
Dave spat and released Angie's breasts. "Go in there and
put on your outfit for the weekend," he continued and
pointed at a door.
Angie went into what was a small bathroom. Inside there
were no clothes to be found, just a small, wide, dog
collar and a pair of black, spike heels. Angie opened
the door and started to say something to Dave when he
informed her that was all she was going to wear. Angie
slammed the door shut and sat down on the toilet, her
anger rising.
Angie sat in the bathroom until Dave banged on the door.
"Hurry up, it's time to keep your part of the deal,"
Dave yelled through the door.
Angie took a deep breath, removed her clothes and placed
the dog collar around her neck. Next she put on the
heels, which caused her 5 foot 10 inch height to
increase to six feet. Angie looked in the mirror and
realized how attractive the height looked on her. She
was very statuesque with her 38C tits, thin waist, and
shapely legs. Angie noticed how the dog collar showed
off the smoothness of her skin. Dave pounded on the door
again and Angie finally walked out to where he stood.
"Damn, you look great, now go get me a beer out of the
fridge," Dave ordered.
Angie walked carefully in the hi-heels. She could feel
her breasts bouncing with each step and Dave's eyes
burning a hole through her body. She was more angry than
humiliated and went into the kitchen and obtained a
beer. When she returned, Dave was sitting on the couch
with an obvious erection straining at his pants. The TV
was turned to a college football came. Angie handed Dave
the beer and waited.
"How about a blowjob to start things off," Dave said
casually.
Angie hesitated for a moment and Dave reminded her of
the videotape and the deal. He also said something about
having a real man instead of the boy at the office,
which just fueled Angie's anger.
Angie knelt between Dave's legs on her knees and waited.
"This is self-service," Dave said with a laugh.
Angie huffed and unzipped her husband's partner's pants
and reached inside to find his cock. As Angie wrapped
her hand around his tool she was a little surprised at
the size of Dave's dick. Angie pulled it from his pants
and found it to be as large as Jason's, but about an
inch thicker. Angie noticed Dave was uncircumcised.
Angie was unsure about a man who was uncircumcised. She
knew men came like that but had never been with a man
that was uncircumcised. Angie just stared at Dave's
dick, not moving.
"Just pull the foreskin back, and hurry," Dave
instructed.
Angie carefully pulled the foreskin back from Dave's
dick and recognized the purple head. She slowly licked
at the tip and then took just the head of Dave's dick
into her mouth.
"Suck it, bitch," Dave ordered and took his hands and
shoved Angie's head downward forcing his cock down the
back of her throat.
Angie was used to sucking a large cock. After all
Jason's was ten inches, just not as thick and he thought
her how to relax her throat and take it all. Angie
started to suck Dave's cock and looked upward at his
reaction. Angie could not believe it.
Dave was watching the ballgame and sipping his beer as
if she was not even in the room. Angie was insulted and
began to suck Dave's dick in earnest trying to get a
reaction. Angie sucked, licked, and pulled on Dave's
dick until her jaws were growing tired but he just
continued to watch the football game and sip his beer.
Angie took her mouth off his dick and Dave told her she
was finished and forced her back down. Angie worked
Dave's cock for another fifteen minutes without any hint
of him getting close to cumming.
Dave belched as crushed his empty beer can. Angie felt
his hand on the back of his head and Dave pulled her off
his cock.
"That's enough, it's half-time, and I want to fuck you,"
Dave said as calmly as he asked for a beer.
Angie decided Dave was treating her like property on
purpose to show that he was in charge. She was not
surprised at Dave's request, as she knew that the game
with her was just a prelude to what he really wanted.
Dave pointed to the bedroom and Angie walked in front of
him and went right to the bed and lay down. Angie was
determined not give him any pleasure in fucking her. She
would just lie still while he shoved his dick in and out
of her.
"On you hands and knees," Dave ordered, "I want you from
behind."
Angie turned over and got up on her hands and knees.
Dave pulled her ankles off the bed and Angie's breasts
were crushed into the bed and her feet planted firmly on
the ground. She felt Dave's fingers pulling her cunt
lips apart.
"Damn, you're a little wet, you want this," Dave
observed.
Angie did not believe him. She did not feel the least
bit horny or excited by this situation. Angie jumped a
little when she felt two of Dave's fingers slide into
her cunt. He worked his fingers in and out of Angie's
cunt while his thumb rubbed her clit to erection. As
Dave continued to use her cunt Angie felt her feminine
dew forming and knew that Dave was now making her wet.
She bit her lower lip and tried to resist and think of
her anger, but Angie's body betrayed her.
"What are you doing?" Angie asked when she felt Dave's
finger probing her anus.
"I don't want that well-used cunt, I want you ass." Dave
informed her.
"No, not that, I never agreed to that," Angie protested.
"You agree to do anything I wanted, now hold still and
enjoy," Dave answered.
Angie felt his finger slide into her anus. Dave worked
his finger in and out loosening her hole. Angie cried
out a little when he inserted a second finger.
Dave spread his fingers inside Angie's asshole trying to
open her up. Angie clenched her ass together attempting
to resist the intrusion. Suddenly the two fingers were
gone.
"I've been wanting to do this for years," Dave
announced.
Angie felt his hands on her asscheeks, painfully pulling
them apart. Then she felt his cock at the entrance to
her ass.
"No, not there, fuck my cunt, no," Angie begged.
Dave ignored her and forced an inch of his cock past
Angie's tight anal ring.
"Damn it Dave, stop, you're hurting me," Angie
protested.
Angie tried to crawl across the bed and away from Dave
and the intrusion in her ass. Dave held her tightly by
the hips and thrust forward shoving another inch into
Angie's tight anal sphincter.
"Damn you tight," Dave commented and pushed another
inch.
Angie was now in severe pain. She thought Dave was
tearing her asshole apart with his cock the pain was so
severe.
"Take it out, it is tearing me apart, please, please,"
Angie begged through tears.
Dave continued to hold her hips even tighter as Angie
tried to free herself and escape the intense pain in her
ass. Dave gave one hard pushed and three more inches
slid into Angie's asshole. Angie arched her back and
reached around trying to scratch Dave. She fought and
struggled so much that Dave lay across her back to hold
her still.
"Relax and it won't hurt so much," Dave ordered and
pushed again.
Angie was in so much pain she was seeing lightening in
her eyes. Her asshole felt as if it were on fire as
Dave's cock stretched her out. She tried to contract her
colon and force Dave out of her ass. Her attempts to
reach back and push him away were unsuccessful. Angie
felt Dave relaxed a little and then an incredible
pressure. Dave forced all ten inches into Angie's tiny
asshole.
"Oh my God," Angie screamed, "damn, you have hurt me
bad, it hurts, take it out, take it out," Angie flopped
on the bed impaled on Dave's dick.
Dave stopped and waited. Finally Angie gave up and
slumped onto the bed motionless.
Dave pulled his dick about half way out and Angie came
to life again.
"It hurts so bad, please, please stop, you're tearing my
ass, please," Angie begged again and again.
Dave laughed and started to saw in and out of Angie's
asshole. Angie's ass was like a tight, warm glove on
Dave's dick and within about three or minutes he
exploded into Angie's colon. When Angie felt Dave's
sperm bathing her colon she sighed in relief knowing her
ordeal would soon be over. She prayed silently that Dave
would let his cock go limp before he pulled it from her
ass. Angie was disappointed as Dave jerked his semi-
erect cock from her ravaged anal opening.
Angie collapsed on the bed, her legs hanging off one
side as Dave stood between her legs. Angie could feel
droplets of fluid leaking from her ass.
"Am I bleeding," Angie finally asked in a subdued tone.
Dave looked down at Angie's partially opened asshole
where drops of cum were leaking out and running between
her cunt lips. Then Dave looked at his burning cock.
"No, that's my cum leaking out, but your tight ass has
rubbed my dick raw," Dave said.
Dave laughed, slapped Angie's ass and went into the
bathroom. Angie pulled herself onto the bed and curled
into a ball sobbing to herself. Her ass was still
burning and each drop of cum that leaked out. Each drop
that leaked out reminded Angie that her husband's best
friend and partner just gave her ass it's first real
fucking.
Angie found nothing pleasurable about being fucked in
the ass. She thought about the passion and the
lovemaking that she experienced with Jason and how now
she was reduced to just holes to be fucked. Angie felt
another drop of cum, tear swelled in her eyes again and
she drifted off to sleep to the sound of Dave in the
shower.
Dave slapping on her bare ass startled Angie awake.
"Get up, time to go out," Dave shouted.
Angie shook the cobwebs from her head and rolled over
onto her back. She immediately experienced the pain in
her asshole and quickly reoriented herself to where she
was. Angie felt the dog collar still securely in place
and slowly stood up glaring at Dave. Angie started for
the bathroom but was intercepted by Dave.
"What do you want now?" Angie demanded still angry with
Dave.
"I'm going to sample that sweet ass of yours again
before you clean up," Dave replied and grabbed Angie by
the arm.
As Dave pulled a struggling Angie to the bed in informed
her that he was tired of her defiant attitude. Angie
protested and tried to free herself. She did not want to
feel Dave's cock in her ass again. Angie increased her
struggles, finally getting away from Dave's grip. She
tried to run to the door, but the spiked heels made it
difficult and she fell onto the floor. Dave was
immediately on top of her.
"Did you forget our deal you little bitch, anything I
want or the tape is mailed," Dave spat now angry
himself.
Angie continued to struggle with Dave's weight on top of
her. She felt his hard dick sticking between her legs.
On her stomach, Angie was defenseless against what Dave
intended. Dave used one hand to hold Angie's wrist
together up behind her back. He used his other hand to
spread Angie's asscheeks. Dave moved his hips so that
the tip of his dick rested at the entrance to Angie's
already abused anus.
"Nooooo, please, noooooo," Angie pleaded.
Dave dropped the weight of his hips. Angie's anus spread
slowly but could not resist the weight of Dave's body
behind his dick. Dave shoved himself to the balls into
Angie's ass with one motion. Angie jerked and twisted
beneath Dave as the pain shot through her ass. She was
sure Dave had damaged her rectum this time.
"It hurts, you're hurting me so much, please don't,"
Angie yelled through her tears.
"Just relax and it will soon feel much better," Dave
coached.
Unlike before, this time Dave started to fuck Angie's
ass like a jackhammer pounding in and out in short,
rapid strokes. Angie tried to relieve the pain by
relaxing her ass and spreading her legs as wide as
possible. Angie was rewarded by her efforts as the pain
in her ass became bearable as Dave pounded away grunting
with each thrust.
Dave released Angie's wrist and she lay very still with
her hands above her head waiting for him to finish. Dave
wanted to cum quickly as there were other plans for the
night. His quick strokes into Angie's asshole did the
trick and within moments he felt his orgasm starting.
"Not in your ass this time," Dave announced and pulled
his dick from Angie's ass with an audible "pop." "Turn
over!," he ordered.
Angie reluctantly turned over onto her back and Dave
straddled her abdomen stroking his cock.
"Open wide," he told her.
Angie hesitated and the first spurt of cum hit her in
the lips. She slowly opened her mouth and as Dave pumped
his dick with his hand, Angie's mouth was filled with
his hot seed. The last drop of cum dripped onto Angie's
breast. Dave stood up, his partially erect dick dripping
cum.
"Swallow it, then go shower," Dave directed, "your
outfit will be on the bed."
Dave laughed as he left Angie lying on the floor with
her mouth filled with cum. Angie thought about spitting
it out in the bathroom but decided Dave was watching
from somewhere and swallowed the salty liquid. As Angie
stood up she reached around and gingerly felt her rectum
then looked at her fingers.
Miraculously there was no blood. Angie slowly walked to
the bathroom, turned on the shower. While the water was
warming, Angie sat on the toilet and relieved herself.
Angie put her head in her hands, thought about Jason,
the mess she was in, and again wept.
During her shower, the warm water felt good. Angie
decided that fighting Dave was futile and that if she
wanted to get through the weekend, she needed to
cooperate more. As she exited the shower, Dave was
waiting for her.
"Where's your collar," he said a bit angry.
Angie took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, I forgot it."
Dave was a little surprised, but pleased at the change
in Angie's attitude. Angie again came from the bathroom,
dog collar in place. Dave felt his cock getting hard
again at the site of the 40-year wife of his best
friend. Her 38C breasts were firm and Angie's nipples
stood out about an inch on areolas the size of silver
dollar pancakes, perfect for sucking. Dave especially
liked the Mother of three's shaved cunt. He would have
to remember to thank Jason for that.
"Here's your outfit, we're going dancing," Dave said and
pointed to the bed.
Angie walked over and found nothing but a very short
full skirt and T-shirt style tank top. Angie pulled the
skirt over her hips and the hem barely covered her ass.
Next she put the tank top on and the fleshy, white
mounds of her tits stuck out from each side. Dave smiled
approvingly and pointed to the heels.
Angie slipped her feet into the heels and looked in the
mirror. The T-shirt clearly outlined her tits, nipples
and areolas, it was like wearing nothing at all. Angie
was uncomfortable going out dressed the way she was, but
was resolved to finish the weekend.
"Perfect," Dave commented, "now spin around like you're
dancing."
Angie did as she was told and felt the skirt flow upward
and the coolness on her ass and cunt. Angie realized
that any activity that resulted in the skirt flowing
upward would expose her private parts to anyone
watching. As Angie thought about the skirt she felt the
wetness between her thighs growing, and was confused.
"Where are we going?" Angie asked as she followed Dave
to the car.
"Just a little bar in town for some drinks and dancing,"
Dave replied with a laugh.
Angie knew that Dave was planning more than drinks and
dancing. After all, he wanted a sex slave and Angie did
not think having a good time at a bar was part of the
role of a sex slave. As she got into Dave's car, her
heart raced a little at the unknown, but Angie renewed
her commitment to see the deal through to the end, no
matter what.
To be continued in part 3...
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