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Dave and Julia
by Payroll (payrollmaster@hotmail.co.uk)
Edited by Boruch
***
A frustrated husband controls his wife by having her
drugged and fucked by people she knows, all without her
knowledge. (M+/F, nc, mc, voy)
***
After three years of marriage, Dave and Julia's sex
life had started out great, but now whittled down to a
bit of fondling as foreplay followed by a quick romp-
missionary style three times a month. This satisfied
Julia, but Dave was growing more frustrated.
Dates with "Ma Thumb and her four daughters" had given
way to browsing the internet. It was here he discovered
hypnosis. It started last ditch effort to save his
marriage and restore his sanity, but soon it became an
obsession.
After 6 months of studying and practising at every
spare moment; Dave was becoming an accomplished
hypnotist. With the aid of a drug he had bought off the
internet, he was ready to put his well-rehearsed plan
into action.
When Dave arrived home Julia was in the kitchen
preparing dinner. But when she popped to the loo, he
slipped the drug into the glass of wine she always
allowed herself when cooking. He then sat back to watch
the game on television.
As they sat to enjoy the food, Dave brought up the
subject of hypnosis. He joked with Julia and bet her
that he could get her to do all housework everyday for
a month and enjoy it. Julia, innocently, to accepted
his challenge.
Dave smiled inwardly, "The time has come, you frigid
little mare!"
He loved Julia and thought that one of the reasons for
her lack of sex drive was that she had a low confidence
level. She didn't think she was pretty or that she had
a particularly good figure. Actually, she had a figure
most women would kill for. Julia was perfectly
proportioned; 5'10" slim and blond with pear shaped 34C
breasts and perfectly formed hips.
Not a wrinkle or sag anywhere.
Much to Dave's frustration, however, she usually
dressed to hide that gorgeous figure.
He couldn't remember the last time she wore a skirt...
that was gonna change!
He sat Julia down at the dining room table and shone a
bright light at her focusing just above her line of
sight. With a hand on her forehead, he forced her head
to drop slightly as he whispered his chosen phrase over
and over again, and started to rotate the light around,
but never directly in her eyes.
After almost ten minutes of this, he dropped the light
to shine below her line of vision. Julia didn't notice
the change of direction and continued with her head
bowed, and moving in concentric circles.
Dave asked her to repeat his chosen phrase "relaxed and
tired unable to resist."
She did, and after only a couple of minutes she began
to mumble. Soon afterward closed her eyes and started
to breathe deeply.
Dave smiled got up a fetched a beer from the fridge.
She hated him drinking on weekdays.
Now it was time for instructions:
"You are to be more self confident about your body. You
have an amazing figure. You are to let me pick what you
wear and the manner in which you wear it. You will be
unaware of people leering at your exposed body. You
will not be embarrassed. When I give you the command,
you will wake and remember our bet. You will tell me
that you have no intention of doing housework; and that
I should do it for being so ridiculous."
"Wakey, wakey pretty lady," Dave said.
Julia looked up with a smile and said, "Guess your
doin' the dishes."
The following day, Dave left work at 12:30 to be home
before Julia. He picked out a purple t shirt which
gaped at the front, (Julia always wore a top underneath
as well as a bra) and a pair of the thinnest summer
trousers in the wardrobe, and nothing else. He laid
them on the bed and sat outside in the sun and waited
for Julia.
"Hi I'm home" she said, and he jumped startled from his
dreamy sleep.
He greeted her in the Kitchen, "Sexy Julia, Julia
sexy," he said.
She blanked over, her eyes staring straight through
him.
"Decide to change your clothes.... I have picked your
attire and..." went the instructions.
Twenty minutes later Julia shouted that she was popping
out and wouldn't be long. She had gone to visit Simon,
the old man who lived across the road. She had always
thought him odd and possibly a voyeuristic type, not to
mention creepy. But he was a keen gardener and had the
prettiest garden in the neighbourhood.
She knocked on his door and asked if he could identify
a plant in her garden (flower or weed). Then she
accidentally dropped her bag, as instructed. She bent
down to pick it up allowing the tall old man to see
down her top.
Simon looked, but could not quite believe his good
fortune. He had sexual fantasies about her since she
moved in. He always tried to glimpse a bit of flesh
through a crack in the curtains or her exiting the car.
He often wanked off while imagining what it would be
like to have those pouty sensual-looking lips around
his shlong; or shagging her dripping wet quim while she
bucked and orgasmed like a weasel in heat.
But, until now, she was too prim and proper for the
likes of him; but his wettest dreams were about to
"cum" true.
He could see her beautiful full creamy white breasts,
jiggling as they fell forward. Each one was capped off
with a perfect small nipple, pale and erect. As he
looked he could see her flat toned stomach and waist
band of her trousers, Julia unaware of his stare
continued to place the spilt belongings into her bag.
Simon had an idea.
"Come in Julia dear," he said. "I'll give you some of
my cuttings from my greenhouse."
She followed without hesitation.
The old man offered Julia the choice of his prize
pickings from the bottom shelf of the green house. He
told her to take her time and choose wisely and to ask
any question she wanted.
After 15 minutes of deciding and having her quivering
breasts on display for the old man she thanked him and
returned home. Later, she told Dave what a nice chap
Simon was.
That evening he instructed her to undress and come down
stairs in only her robe.
She was to put the bedroom light on while changing but
to only shut the curtains half way. This left a gap so
that her neighbor and any passers-by could see into the
bedroom.
The old man was stood in his front room. His trousers
were around his ankles and his rock hard cock in hand.
He still remembered those tits, the first real pair he
had seen in an age, at least for free.
He noticed the bedroom light go on and watch in
disbelief as Julia entered and appeared to remove her
blouse. He grabbed the binoculars and pumped his cock
even faster. There, just for him, was Julia with her
full breasts in full view as she continued to undress,
unaware that the curtains were not properly shut. When
her trousers dropped the old man nearly passed out. A
sandy brown pubic bush came into view underneath a
white flat toned body.
Julia turned to collect her robe and offered the old
man a sight of a tight pert white ass. She had a
perfect body! He shot his load over the window netting
and checked his pulse. My god, he wanted her naked in
his room. He needed to see her pussy and spread her ass
cheeks. He needed to have those tits wrapped 'round his
cock and her tongue wrapped 'round his balls.
An hour later Dave knocked on his door, "Sorry to
bother you, but Julia isn't very well, could you help
me get her to bed, I can't carry her on my own."
"Ughhhhhh course I can, dear boy," he said and grabbed
a long sweater to help ensure Dave wouldn't see the
boner he knew was coming.
Julia asleep on the sofa was wrapped tight in her robe
and was a dead weight.
"She took some sleeping pills and fell asleep before
she got to bed, they must have acted faster than
expected." Dave explained.
"I'll grab her shoulders can you grab her ankles and
we'll take her upstairs"
"Pussy time," Simon whispered to himself just be
careful Dave will kill you if he catches you ogling"
As they were about to lift; Dave grabbed his cell
phone.
"Dam silent mode" he said and put the phone to his ear.
"
Yes I know," he said.
"Sorry I must have missed your call, the figures are
waiting for you but the forecast figures for manpower
are..." on he spoke.
He was looking down as the phone was wedged under his
chin. He couldn't look up as he would drop the phone
and couldn't use his hands as they were under Julia’s
armpits ready to lift.
"You go first," he said to the old man and allowed him
to take the first steps up the stairway.
He watched Dave intently he seem to be moving very
slowly as he talked and walked.
The old man grew in confidence and as they climbed he
lifted Julia's legs slightly higher than needed and
started to pull her ankles apart hoping to get a close
up of her sweet trimmed bush and perfect pink pussy
lips.
Just as her bush was coming into view Dave glanced at
him and said "Are you okay? If she gets heavy, we'll
stop."
And he returned to his call.
The old man nearly shit his pants; he had never gotten
a woody so quickly. But Dave was so engrossed in his
conversation and hadn't noticed Simon's crotch was
tenting...
They laid her on the bed and Dave left the bedroom
still talking on the phone. He was saying that he was
gonna check the contract; and went downstairs.
Simon signalled to the bathroom and was greeted with a
quick nod.
"This could take hours" Dave said, as he wandered
downstairs.
He shouted to the old man that he would be in the
annexed office and that he could let himself out.
Meanwhile, he was smiling so hard, the top of his head
nearly fell off. He had been having the fake
conversation for some time and had now given him all
the time he needed to explore Julia.
Simon needed to take a crap before he did anything. He
was nervous as hell, but no way was he gonna not see
what he came for. He tiptoed back to the bedroom and
looked down at his beauty. He undid the double knot
holding the robe closed and pulled apart each half
slowly exposing first the left and then the right tit.
He sat down on her bed, next to her, staring at her
perfect breasts relaxed and resting but still standing
proud on her chest. Her nipples were still slightly
erect from the rubbing of the material of the robe. His
eyes travelled down her body to her slim shapely waist,
around her navel and down to her neatly trimmed pubic
bush. He loved to see it like that; it made a woman
look like a woman. He gently caressed the soft hairs,
letting them tickle his palm. When he moved her ankles
apart he saw her tiny, perfectly-shaped pussy petals
opening a tiny bit.
She had trimmed the hair around her labia.
"That's class," he thought, and moved his nose up to
those pussy lips inhaling her scent.
He wanted see every inch of her as he lifted her legs
high in the air whilst spreading them further. He could
now see her asshole as well. He knelt down between her
legs and started to gently lick her cunt and asshole.
"A prude like this would never let anybody lick her
tight puckered pink hole," he mused.
Her body was responding to his touch. Her pussy lips
turned a deeper crimson as they swelled and gaping. Her
juices made them glisten and formed dewy drops on the
soft hairs. He continued to lick her pussy hole while
drawing up her love juices to lubricate her clit.
He sat up and admired his quarry. His dream girl was
laid out naked with her legs spread and her fanny moist
and open. He took his finger and started to distribute
her juices around that bung hole. He worked slowly at
first, inserting one, then two slick fingers into her
lubricated bowel.
He never felt so sexually turned-on in his whole randy
life
Before he had chance to stick his dick in her, he shot
an early load onto his trousers lying on the floor
gathered around his ankles.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he moaned rather loudly.
He released her body and regained control over his
libido. Then, he rubbed the tip of his still-dripping
cock over her face, and left a pearly slug trail that
crossed over her closed eyelids and down the bridge of
her nose to her slightly parted lips.
He opened her mouth and inserted his dick. The feel of
her tongue already making him hard again and the sight
of his sperm on her face and lips were building him up
to another cum.
This time he caught himself in time. He stood up and
guided his dick down her body over her breast and
around her nipple, enjoying the tingling sensation on
his aching manhood as her nipple hardened. He moved
down to her pubic bush and carefully guided himself
through the entrance to nirvana. He slowly pushed his
dick into her hot pussy, watching it disappear inch by
inch.
"A few pumps," he said. "Then, out."
But he needed more.
He couldn’t stop!
He withdrew from her cunt, and wiped his dick around
her rectum; coating it with a mixture of his cum and
her juices. He slipped two fingers back into Julia's
asshole loosened up from before. As he watching as her
ass move in and out rhythmically with his fingers; he
couldn't believe his good fortune. He had to keep
checking her closed eyelids to make sure she wouldn't
wake up and scream for her husband.
His heart was practically beating out of his chest as
his gnarly digits pumped her nether-channel.
He had never felt too turned on so dirty, so naughty so
exotic before.
Soon her sphincter had loosened enough to take him.
He knew he wouldn't last long.
He pushed his dick head up to her dimpled brown beauty
and entered her. His pace quickened as he looked down
on this prone, unconscious bitch stretched out before
his rampant cock; her gaping fanny not 2 feet from his
nose. Her tits were swaying seductively in rhythm with
his pumping, faster and faster now.
It was too much!
He felt that familiar itch that started in his loins,
and travelled right to the end of his cock.
As he pulled out, accompanied by a familiar popping
sound, he slammed his dick between her perfect lips.
Careful not to choke her while forcing himself down her
throat. He exploded, and shot a massive load of spunk
that even filled her mouth.
He stood up gingerly not quite believing the intensity
of his orgasm. He quickly dressed, grabbed a towel from
the bathroom and wiped the excess sperm supper from her
face. He then returned her to her original position and
tied up her robe. He crept downstairs and out the front
door.
He needed to lie down!
He lay on his bed, trying to comprehend what had
transpired.
He had seen this beautiful, but prudish woman naked.
She had sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. He had
tasted her pussy and drank her juices. He had licked
her ass and fucked her anally. He had caressed her
breasts and felt her body. Just remembering all that
went down was gonna keep him hard for a week.
Dave switched off the spy cam and called, "Wakey, wakey
sleepy Julia, come downstairs." She came down chomping
on her tongue and complaining of an ugly mouth.
He wasted no time and asked her how she felt. She
replied as instructed, "Much better for my nap. I think
I'll have a quick cuppa tea and go do the ironing."
Dave smiled!
She had no idea!
She believed she had felt tired that evening and gone
to bed for a nap. She believed next time she saw Simon
across the street he would still be wishing he could
just once glimpse a peak at her rather impressive
cleavage. She would never let that happen.
How little she knew.
The next few days Julia was allowed to be herself;
conscious of her appearance and conservatively dressed.
Dave, meanwhile, was making up plans for her. He knew
he could implant a scenario in her mind and without
question she would follow it. When given the command
"Wakey, wakey sleepy Julia, come downstairs."
She would, as though nothing had happened.
"Good morning," Simon waved to her as she came out her
front door. It was the first time he had seen Julia
since his erotic evening with her.
"Hi, thanks for the plants. They’re really pretty, I
owe you one." she said. Then she just smiled and went
back inside.
"Call it even" he said to himself.
Julia’s boss, George, was not a nice chap. At 62 he was
nearing retirement. He was single, short, and skinny;
with bad teeth and bad breath. He was notorious for
upsetting people. He had a short temper and believed in
autocratic management. He believed he was smarter than
everybody in his employment. He also had a reputation
for liking the younger pretty ladies.
Julia knew of several women who had resigned because of
his unwanted advances and inappropriate comments. She
would often come home and tell stories of his
ineptitude and discrimination. So Dave was fully aware
of how much she loathed him. His next project was gonna
be good.
Julia arrived for work knowing it was going to be "one
of those days," With most of the staff away on a
training course. During lunch she would be left in the
office, on her own, with only her boss present. He
always found a reason to call her in to his office for
a little chat. Mostly he just liked the sound of his
own voice, and she could switch it off. But, this time,
she needed to do her busy job.
"Have you got a minute please, Julia," she heard George
say. It was a loaded question. Of course, but she
answered it as always "yes, coming now."
Today was different though, because Julia was wearing
Dave’s choice of outfit. It hadn’t gone unnoticed by
George.
She wore a dark brown v-neck blouse which was a little
to big for her around the bust and a little too short
in length. Underneath was a very thin, very brief white
satin bra through which one could see the outline of
her firm nipples. A pair of silk trousers accentuated
her shapely legs and firm ass, and black thong panties
topped off the outfit. She looked fuckably amazing!
After everybody had left the office for training; she
went to the filing cabinet outside George’s office and
squatted down to file some papers away. George was
quick to spot this and came to the doorway. "Miss
Prude" was having a very slack day he smiled, as his
dick stirred.
He could see her thong that outlined the shape of her
ass and pussy. He wanted to be that thong! As she
filed, the large blouse fell forward, exposing a bra
that was barely cupping her perfect tits. He could see
her accented nipple bumps. George thought quickly. He
grabbed a pile of old paper work and asked Julia to
file them away at the back of the bottom drawer. This
gave him another chance to ogle her gorgeous body. Once
she finished, he called her into his office.
We are having a staff outing next week, I know you
don’t normally attend, but I‘d really like you to come.
This translated into: "If you do not attend; I will
make your life hell." She had seen it before.
"Okay," she said. "Dave will be come along too. It will
be nice for a change," she lied.
Dave smiled quietly to himself as Julia recounted the
request from George.
That evening, as they sat in the living room, Julia was
naked, and gently caressing her clitoris with her
toothbrush while fingering her ass, as instructed.
For the event itself a meal followed by a few drinks in
the bar next to the restaurant. At the outing, Julia
dressed in baggy trousers, bra, t-shirt, blouse, and
cardigan. No flesh was available to view and her shape
could not be defined. Perfect, thought Dave. George had
seen enough and it had clearly left him wanting more.
All things come to those who wait.
The event itself a meal was followed by meal, then, a
few drinks in the bar next to the restaurant. Almost
half of the party left after the meal; and of those who
stayed only a handful went to the bar next door. Julia,
Dave and George went along with a couple of other
assistant managers who were there only to appease
George.
Around 11, the assistant managers left; giving early
mornings as a viable excuse. Julia too was poking Dave
to get going, whining about the late hour and that Dave
had delayed their exit long enough.
"Time to get going I think. May I catch a lift with
you? I would be very grateful" George said.
"Course you can." said Dave, as he led his very
irritated and slightly drunk wife and her very drunk
boss to his car.
Julia started to doze in the car as Dave engaged George
in mindless conversation, full of subtle sexual
innuendos.
"Can I use your loo?" asked Dave as they approached
George’s house.
"Come inside" he said. While Dave used the loo Julia
sat perched on the edge of the chair in the living
room. George, meanwhile, went to the kitchen, and,
before she could object, returned with two very large
whiskeys; one for him and one for her.
Dave returned and pretended to look a bit miffed
"You remember I have to be in work at 5AM tomorrow." he
said.
"Sleep in the guest room. Dave." George offered. "Julia
fancied a quick drink we were discussing work I can
take her into work tomorrow if you like."
Julia looked horrified. She downed her whiskey and
started to get up.
"Okay," Dave said. "If you two want to discuss work,
I’ll nip home, grab a change of clothes for you,
darling, pop back, and leave you two. Honey, I’ll see
you after work tomorrow, if George can drop you home."
Julia’s face fell and she raced over to Dave. But then,
he whispered his command line into her ear and she fell
silent.
"She wants to walk me to the car," Dave said
As they walked, he quickly gave her further
"instructions." He then drove home and returned with a
clean set of clothes and left again.
Julia thanked him as he left and passed her overnight
bag to George, who led her to his guest room. He left
her to unpack while he went downstairs to pour her
another drink.
After unpacking, she joined him for an hour of
pointless conversation. Finally, she told him she was
feeling very drunk, and needed to get some sleep.
Julia tried to stand but wobbled as she struggled to
stay up right. She made some very slurred excuses to
George, and practically crawled up the stairs, and into
the guest room.
George watched in amusement. She had been drinking
whiskey all night; while he had stopped when Dave had
left and had, instead, kept topping up his glass with
Coke.
He followed her up the stairs. Then, gave her a minute
to get adjusted, before he quietly opened her door. She
was lying on her back with her knees at the edge of the
bed, and her arms splayed wide.
"Are you okay?" he asked. "Why don’t you just lie down
and sleep. We can go in late for a change tomorrow.
Nobody will care, I’m the boss!"
Julia, too drunk to argue, shut her eyes; and was
asleep in seconds.
Time for George to have some fun!
He pulled off her cardigan and undid her blouse; then
sat her up with cushions wedged behind her. After
reaching around and undoing her bra, he stood back to
admire his handiwork. Her tender white breasts, now
exposed, were two perfect mounds, on her statuesque
torso. The small pink firm nipples were erect, and
begging to be fondled and sucked. Grabbing his camera,
he manipulated her flaccid body into various erotic
poses he had seen in men's magazines; while taking a
bunch of pictures for his collection. All the while,
she was too comatose to notice.
He grabbed those soft mounds roughly, gentle was not
his style. He mauled and kneaded the pliable flesh;
while pinching and pulling her nipples out as far as
they would stretch. Had Julia been awake and aware; she
surely would have cried out in protest at the pain he
was inflicting on her. But, he had those tits in his
hands and he was going to make the most of it. He
continued his manual abuse of one tit while he went to
work on the other with his teeth; licking, biting and
stretching it painfully. He would remember this, always
especially when she adjusts her blouse in work to
ensure no flesh is seen; or scowls at the post boy for
staring at her chest.
He removed the cushions from behind her and eased her
back down on to the bed. Her flat tummy complimented
her shapely tits perfectly. He undid the buckle on her
trousers and slowly pulled them down revealing a large
high cut pair of granny-style panties.
"Keep me guessing then Julia, I am going to see your
pussy soon"
George removed the trousers and folded them neatly with
her other clothes and the chair next to the bed and
peeled down her panties. His erection was now pushing
hard against his pants and so was quickly released.
Soon, George was naked and standing over Julia. He
straddled her and tugged down her panties, and as they
gave up their treasure George marvelled in the sandy
brown pubes that greeted him. They were shaved with her
high cut panties in mind. This only accentuated the
shape of her pussy as it came into view.
He knelt at the foot of the bed and spread her legs so
he could see her little pink eye peeking out from
behind her brown thatch. He took a moment to savour the
feminine pheromones that were filling his nostrils.
Lifting her legs he got a good long look at her
asshole. He rolled her over and viewed her naked form
from the back. She was perfect!
George thought to himself "I've wanted you ever since
the day you walked into my office. But you were the
perfect little 'Ice Queen,' keeping to yourself. Now I
get to tap your hot quim."
He slowly pulled her so her ass was almost off the edge
of the bed and spread her legs wide. He now had full
access to her ass and pussy. He licked her ass and
thighs moving in gradually on the target area.
As he tongued her outer pussy lips she gave a small
sigh. George continued, he knew she was far too drunk
to awaken; what he didn't know was that she was also
under a hypnotic trance.
He parted her labia and licked high inside her; and she
continued to moan softly, enjoying the sensation he was
giving her.
She felt she was floating in an erotic dream.
Her body responded slowly at first but soon she was
moving in time with his tongue. Her signs of growing
pleasure were obvious by her buttery coloured love
juice starting to collect around the folds and crevices
of her red and swollen inner labia. George was eagerly
lapping up her juices trying to keep pace with her
secretions. She was soaking wet when he quickly
positioned the throbbing head of his cock against her
opening. He pistoned himself forward, into her moist
lubricated tunnel. Her warmth enveloped his hard cock;
and he could feel her muscles clutching him tightly
like a hot velvet glove.
She was gonna be a fantastic fuck.
"I'd better save a load for your cherry ass." He
chuckled to himself. "I'm gonna dump it where not even
your husband has been.
"Yes, Mmmmm push harder, fuck me please fill me." Julia
was speaking in her dream, while her lover was bringing
her to orgasm.
George increased his pace, driven by Julia’s need for
his cock up her wet pulsating pussy.
Julia was responding, she bucked her hips faster,
spreading her legs wider. She lifted her ass and rode
her lover's cock, while her head was burrowed down in
the bed.
"Aghhhh, take my cum, you sweet little fuck toy!"
George rasped, as his load shot deep into Julia's
begging pussy.
Her spasming cuntal walls milked his cock of every last
drop. She continued to pump his cock slowly and gently
easing it back into stiffness. George couldn’t believe
this little prude had so much sexual energy. He allowed
her to massage his cock until it returned to its former
splendour.
He slowly withdrew it, dribbling splooge around her
outer labia wetting her pelt and teasing her pussy. She
rotated her hips trying to grab his cock with her cunny
lips. George moved his cock up to her ass and teased
the area between her pussy and her asshole.
Julia loved it. Her head still buried in the pillows
muffling her kitten-like squeals of delight.
He pushed his cock against her anus. She grabbed and
spread her ass cheeks wide, and pushed herself against
his intruding cock, begging him to fill her.
"You like a good ass fucking eh," George said as he
drove deeper into her colon. She felt tight, so very
tight and he could see her little pink anus stretched
around his pumping cock.
He knew he would not last long.
Julia reached around and thrust two fingers into her
pussy leaving her thumb to tickle her clit, as she
pumped in time with George. She came again with a
muffled scream of ecstasy and a flow of female sex
juice. George exploded for the second time that night
filling her again with cum. He slipped out her ass and
allowed her to flop onto the bed.
She lay there panting eyes shut.
She felt she was floating; she felt complete and
couldn’t have moved if she wanted.
George grabbed a towel and gently cleaned her ass and
cunt of the evidence they both had left behind. No
point in embarrassing her in the morning, with stories
of drunken lust.
He tucked her into bed and left her to sleep off the
orgasm.
In the morning Julia felt surprisingly rested. She
quickly dressed intending to catch a cab home. She
wanted to wash and dress in the privacy of her own home
before heading into work. Arriving with George would do
her self respect no good at all.
She couldn’t remember undressing last night, and horror
passed through her veins as she thought that perhaps
George had put her to bed, but then she remembered she
had crawled up stair drunk and fell asleep on the bed,
George had said goodnight and left her.
"I have to lay off the whiskey." she thought. "Too much
makes my boobs and pussy sore!!"
George was already up, much to her dismay, and greeted
her with a cup of coffee.
"I thought you might like to go home to change for
work," he said. " I thought I’d have a hangover this
morning but I feel fine, how did you sleep?"
Julia blushed, "I ummm, slept quite well thanks."
She thought about her erotic dream; her fantasy man
fucking her all night in her boss' spare bedroom. She
lowered her head in shame
Back at work, George was the perfect gentleman. He
didn’t bother her for silly meetings all week. Though,
every now and again, she could feel his eyes burning
through her clothing. It made her shiver. He was
repugnant. How could anybody want to expose their flesh
to his touch.
Over the next few weeks Dave allowed Julia to be
herself most of the time, but he would often make sure
she failed to close the curtains properly when she
undressed. He left her a hypnotic suggestion that had
her do a little sex show for him when she came home
from work. She would strip; expose her ass and pussy to
Dave’s face, and masturbate with an item of his
choosing, normally a screwdriver or hair brush. Then,
he would have her shower and come down stairs all fresh
and ready to cook and clean for him. Meantime, he honed
is newly acquired skills on his new console.
He let Julia choose her work clothes, except for the
office update meeting. George always did the presenting
and Julia sat in the first row with a short skirt. She
would carelessly open her knees when shifting position
to give George repetitive peaks at her see-thru
knickers.
Dave had finalised his latest and most audacious plan.
He had Julia arrange with the local boys club to have
four volunteers come round on Saturday to cut the grass
and help tidy up the overgrown garden.
It was hot and sunny all day. When the boys arrived,
Dave left for the day.
Julia greeted the boys, all 13 and 14, gave them
directions, and put them to work.
The boys didn’t really hear her. Their attention was
focused on her breasts showing through her thin blue,
almost transparent, top; and her shapely legs barely
covered by her short, flared skirt. The angle of the
sun made her outfit even more transparent and left
little to the imagination.
While the boys worked, Julia sat on the sun lounger and
read her book. Without looking up, she bent her knees
to rest her book on, which exposed a great view of her
thong covered pussy and ass.
The boys made regular trips to the patio to sip their
drinks, and rub their crotch and tried to imagine what
was hidden under that thong. Finally, she put down her
book, and offered to come and give them a hand. The
boys with smirked at the comment and all four adjusted
their boners.
Julia knelt down and started to weed, with the four
boys. They took turns working opposite Julia, enabling
each to look down her top at her beautiful white
breasts suspended from her chest and shimmering with
her movements. They caught regular peaks at her small
erect nipples. This was a dream for them; 4 sexually
charged looking at a beautiful lady who was unknowingly
dangling her breasts temptingly for them, all without
her knowledge.
Julia's nonchalance emboldened the boys. Michael, the
most daring, had several times walked behind Julia
several times. At one point, he pulled out his hard-on
and looked over Julia’s shoulder with his prick almost
resting on her shoulder, and looked right down her top.
With one hand on his dick, he offered Julia a glass of
water, daring her to look around. She declined, thanked
him, and carried on weeding.
After an hour Julia stood up, she felt dizzy, and
clutched her head as she swayed on her feet. Michael
was nearest to her and held her by the waist.
"Are you okay Mrs. J? You don’t look well. Here, let me
help you back to the sun lounger"
"Thank you young man, I need to take one of my tablets
and lie down. If you could help me inside, I’ll sit
down in there for a while. You’ll be okay outside
without me won’t you?"
"Yes Mrs. J! I’ll make sure the boys work hard all day"
he smiled at her in an ever increasing lecherous way.
Julia's dizziness increased. Michael held her firmly,
and eased her onto the settee. She was grateful he was
strong enough to take most of her weight as she bent
her knees. As Julia sat, Michael remained standing. His
hands held onto Julia’s body as they moved up from her
flat tummy and tucked themselves under her breasts. He
continued upward over her tingling cleavage and
tightening nipples.
Julia did not seem to notice that her tits were
responding to the teenager's clumsy but effective
ministrations, but Michael was nearly creaming his
pants.
Julia asked Michael to fetch her pills from the Cabinet
and a fresh glass of water. She warned Michael that
they often made her drowsy, but she would be fine again
in 2-3 hours.
She took the pills, closed her eyes, and descended into
a deep sleep.
Michael called in the guys from the garden, where they
had been told to wait, and showed them their new
plaything. He grabbed the foot stool, and lifted
Julia’s legs so they all could fully see her pink thong
with her pubic thatch clearly visible through the thin
chiffon material.
Michael’s best friend, Jimmy, spread Julia’s legs and
opened her up to the perfect "Y" shape.
The two younger boys could only stare in awe.
Michael dared them to touch her, and after some goading
they walked up between Julia’s legs and placed their
hands on her knickers. Their confidence grew, and soon
the first hand reached inside her underwear to feel a
woman’s pubic mound for the first time. More hands
quickly followed. The two older boys then moved her
legs together just enough to slide her thong down her
ass over her knees and onto the floor. Spread eagled
again, Julia’s pussy was being examined by two 13 and
two 14 year olds.
She was their class model. Instead of learning this
stuff from a stuffy old teacher, or musty medical book;
they could see it all.
Jimmy got down on his knees, and gently parted her
sweet pussy lips. As he slowly lapped at her clitoris,
they opened still further. The boys took turn tasting
her glistening pussy juices.
One of the younger boys even licked her bum.
Being rimmed by a 13 year old boy while unconscious in
your own front room was definitely not on her agenda
this morning.
Michael lifted her t-shirt and hungrily lapped at her
nipples.
Jimmy inserted his finger into her pussy, slowly
savouring her warmth and softness. His finger explored
every millimetre of her genitalia inside and out. The
two younger boys added a finger each as Jimmy withdrew
and gently teased her anus.
Julia’s body gave her away and her juices sloppily
flowed down her ass crack, and her hips began to buck
rhythmically.
"Shit," exclaimed Michael. "Look at the time! Quick,
get your camera phones"
All three darted to their backpacks and came into the
room snapping eagerly at Julia’s pussy spread wide by
Michaels hands.
"Plenty of pink boys," Michael said. They took pictures
of her breasts, ass and the rest of her naked exposed
body. They took pictures of each other sticking fingers
in her pussy and licking her nipples.
Michael finally had to call a halt; remembering they
only had a couple of hours.
"Okay! Who needs to cum?" He asked.
They all nodded and mumbled in agreement, and queued up
behind him.
Michael lifted Julia's head and turned it toward her
shoulder. Prising her lower jaw; he opened her mouth
and filled it with his cock. He pumped her mouth
quickly. Her tongue massaged his shaft the deeper he
penetrated her and felt her throat contract and expand
with a gagging sound.
"Aghhhh,"
Sperm shot from him and down her throat.
Julia was swallowing his cum.
This prim and perfect lady had his cum in her belly,
and she had no idea.
Three more times she swallowed boys' cum. She swallowed
as fast as she could, but copious dribbles of cum and
saliva ran down her chin and rested in her cleavage.
The boys took more pictures of her slack facial
features glazed with their cum. Then, they gave her a
quick wipe down with the kitchen towel, and dressed
her.
They returned to the garden, and worked like mad men.
Michael knew she would be awake soon and they had to
catch up on, a couple of hours of work. They agreed to
meet at their secret den later that night to compare
pictures of Julia to their hidden porno collection.
Sure enough, thirty minutes later, Julia came out of
the house and back to work in the garden. She
apologised for falling asleep, but thanked them for
working so hard while she rested.
"We worked hard alright Mrs. J." Said Michael. "Would
you like a drink?"
"Oh, I’ll get them." said Julia "I have an awful taste
in my mouth, like I've been drinking bleach."
Julia came out with the Cokes, and sat at the garden
table to do a crossword while the boys worked.
The boys finished work not long after and offered to
come round anytime. Julia gave each one ten pounds and
thanked them for their hard work.
Dave had been sitting in the company van parked around
the corner. He had been watching the action on his
monitor. The security system installed really was state
of the art.
He chuckled to himself.
He had instructed Julia to show off her body by wearing
what she wore and to act in the manner she did. He had
instructed her to have a "funny turn" and to take a
pill, which would knock her out. The pill was a
placebo, nothing more than an aspirin, but the boys did
not know this and she was instructed to sleep deeply
for two hours and to wake up refreshed, He also
implanted a post-hypnotic suggestion so she would not
remember anything. It had worked fine. He drove back
around the corner and waved to the boys as they walked
hurriedly down the road high-fiving each other.
On his return he put his wife back into a trance, told
her to shower, brush her teeth and come down stairs
wearing only her smile.
He was gonna fuck her all night.
The following morning Dave had a fried breakfast in
front of him, Julia had sucked and fucked him till he
thought his dick would drop off. A blood transfusion
was just about the only thing that would keep his dick
up.
He wanted to see if she could fuck two guys all night
and he had just the pair in mind.
The old man across the street popped over mid morning
with some garden flowers for Julia to plant. He seemed
very keen on visiting recently; and Julia often found
herself in his company wearing only a gown.
It was his favourite, for he knew just what it hid.
Today, though, he came with news that his friend ,
Colin, was leaving next week and returning to Malaysia
where he now lived and that he would be following for a
month's holiday.
Dave had to organise quickly.
"Drunk," he thought. "She will act drunk, and horny
then pass out. But when she wakes she’ll be just as
horny and just as drunk.
Let the fuck fest begin.
Friday night after both Dave and Julia were home from
work, the watching eyes of Simon and Colin, could see
Julia standing at her bedroom window, looking like she
was having an argument with somebody. In reality, Dave
had set Julia in front of the bedroom window, with the
curtains parted. Under hypnotic suggestion, she shouted
to herself for thirty minutes.
Julia, then, closed the curtains and changed into a
pair of tracksuit bottoms over a sexy thong with a bra
and t-shirt. Dave then left in his van, which he again
parked around the next street and watched the video
monitors as his plan came to fruition.
He watched as his wife staggered over to Simon's house.
As scripted, she cried that she had argued with Dave
and he left for the night. Probably, he would be going
directly to work in the morning. Still blubbering, she
apologised for disturbing him and asked if he would
come over and keep her company.
The old man, recognising an opportunity, gladly agreed.
He grabbed his pal and a bottle of whiskey; and headed
across the road.
Crumpled up on the setee, Julia was still in tears as
she told them how Dave had lost interest, and that he
was having an affair.
"That’s where he would be spending the night," she told
them. Julia continued to drink her whiskey, which had
been watered down to ensure she was in a fit state to
play her role to perfection.
Simon offered her a shoulder to cry on as he sat down
next to her. He put his arm around her and hugged her
tightly, smiling all the time to his house guest. He
rubbed her backed gently feeling her bra strap and
brushing his fingers along the side of her breasts and
down across the waist band of her tracksuit bottoms.
His hand became more daring and moved down over her
hips. Julia slowly sunk back into a relaxation mode.
She barely noticed that the old man was reaching
further down her trouser leg. He continued to massage
her hips, thighs, and as much ass as he could reach.
He fully expected her to pull away. He was ready to
blame the booze, and laugh it off as an ice breaker.
But in her drunken, hypnotic, state Julia simply moaned
slightly. With her eyes shut, and torso swaying, she
mumbled, "Don’t stop!"
Colin, for his part, was encouraged by her state to sit
on the other side of her. He began to stroke her hair
gently, then moved to her neck and shoulder and upper
back. When he slipped his hand under her t-shirt and
began to lift it, Julia didn’t stop him.
Julia continued to sway and moan with pleasure, while
Simon's hand caressed her hip and thigh under her track
suit. She sighed with pleasure. She loved the feeling
of these tender hands roving her body slowly and
tentatively
As the t-shirt reached the bottom of her bra, she
unhooked it, while smiling through half open eyes. Then
everything stopped in a heart beat, for Julia had stood
up, turned, opened her eyes and gazed directly at the
two man in front of her.
"This is for one night, only because I am lonely and
drunk." then, she eased down her tracksuit bottoms
revealing a black and jade thong.
"If its okay, if I am being too forward, please tell
me. I am embarrassed, but you are relaxing me, so much
please carry on."
"Well okay," Simon said mockingly. "For your benefit we
will carry on"
Back on the settee, she sat between the two older men.
She kept letting her hand brush against their legs.
She complained of feeling tense and in need of stress
relief.
The old man seized the moment. He’d already fucked her
unconscious body but was ready to feel her tongue
lapping his cock and tickling his ball sack.
Colin here lives in Asia. They have excellent
relaxation techniques if you will allow him to try.
Before she could reply, they had stood and encouraged
her to sit forward. Colin wedged himself behind her;
and started to rub her shoulders whilst Simon rubbed
her feet and calf muscles.
Colin had also placed both hands under her t-shirt and
was now caressing her shoulders and the sides of her
breasts. Julia began to moan with pleasure once again.
She sat forward and raised her arms encouraging him to
raise the t-shirt still further until he slipped it,
with the bra, over her head, puddling it on the floor.
Being topless, and without inhibition relaxed her even
more. She sat back again and allowed his hands to
caress her breasts and flat tummy. She gasped as the
air reached her nipples, hardening them.
Waves of sensual pleasure swept through her. Her
nipples were still hard, though now from the sensitive
touch of the liver-spotted, wrinkly fingers as they
cupped each breast holding, and caressing the velvety
smooth skin.
As Simon continued to reach up her legs, she opened
them slightly allowing him easier access to her lower
inner thighs, and crotch.
The old man ran his hands up and down the length of her
leg, paying special attention to her inner thighs. He
noticed a small wet patch on the crotch band of her
thong.
Colin kept stroking her breasts, but soon removed
himself from behind her and allowed her to sit back. He
positioned himself next to her, put his lips around her
right nipple and tasted the forbidden fruit.
Julia’s left hand moved to her right breast. She
stroked it and squeezed her own nipple while gasping
with pleasure .
With his friend sucking her nipple Simon decided to
take it to the next stage. He guided his hands up
Julia’s legs and around her hips. Then hooked his
fingers into the waistband of her thong and began ease
it down over her ass. Julia put her hand on his,
stopping not yet prepared to uncover her most intimate
prize. As she did this, old man had already exposed her
neatly trimmed bush and was lifting her buttocks with
one hand to ease her underwear off completely. Julia’s
hand went slack, unconsciousness taking over in her
relaxed and drunken state.
Both men stood up to admire Julia lying naked on the
settee, with her legs spread, her pussy moist, her
clitoris aching for attention and her nipples hard.
Simon rushed across the road to grab his camera, and
get a permanent reminder.
Like the boys, the two men manipulated her body for
various poses. First, they had her laying her on her
tits with her knees propping up her ass. Next, they
rolled her over and spread her legs wide focusing on
her spread pussy lips and anus. There would be no
single part of her body they would have to commit to
memory.
The two old men slapped hand as they switched
positions. With Julia on her back, Colin licked her
pussy while massaging her anus with a bony, lubricated
finger. Julia started to moan again with pleasure, the
sensations awakening her slightly. Simon slipped his
erect and throbbing dick into her mouth and began to
face fuck her. She responded this time, though, and
shifted onto all fours and eagerly sucked like a
starving calf. She flicked her tongue around his plum-
coloured cockhead, as she bobbed her head back and fro.
A sudden intake of breath was followed by a sigh as an
erect dick entered her dripping pussy and pumped
furiously. She felt a hand caressing her waist, then
down to her ass as her rectum was being teased by
Colin's probing digit. Julia pushed back hard against
the dick in her pussy; riding it in time with her
cocksucking. As waves of pleasure passed over her; she
tightened her quim muscles to squeeze Colin's dick.
Both men came in unison. She swallowed hard, desperate
for more, even as their cum was dribbling from her
mouth, and pussy.
The two old men poured themselves a drink and stood
while their dicks quickly shrivelled to the more normal
state. Julia, meanwhile, was basking with a warm
feeling in her loins. She looked up at the two men with
a dirty smirk.
"Round two?"
They needed no encouraging she gobbled up the first
dick to enter her mouth and gasped as Simon thrust his
dick deep inside her ass simultaneously. He pushed two
fingers up her pussy and massaged her G-spot. She
screamed, and her whole body convulsed with an orgasm
like she had never experienced.
When both men had cum again she jumped to her feet.
"Oh God, what have I done?" she said, and grabbed the
bottle of whiskey and took a large swig.
She sat on the sofa with cum dribbling from her. She
had closed her eyes, hoping all would disappear. When
she opened them again, sunlight was streaming through
the curtains, and the two old men were nowhere to be
seen. In fact, they had decided to grab a taxi to the
airport that night.
She looked down at her body, and remembered having sex
several times with two men, and then passing out. She
hurriedly dressed and wondered what to tell Dave.
The two men meanwhile were sitting in the departure
lounge reviewing the video of their night's work, and
smiling broadly. Meanwhile, Julia had realised what she
had done, drank more whiskey, and had passed out again.
The had searched her kitchen and found a bunch of
bananas which they had inserted into Julia’s pussy, one
at a time. Then, they stuck half a cucumber up her ass.
Next, they had masturbated her with her hairbrush.
Finally they had come in her hair, and in the bottle of
milk in the fridge. They had each stolen a pair of her
knickers, and shaved some of her pubic bush as a
souvenir.
"We used and fucked her like a '10 dollar whore,'" they
cackled.
Later that day, Dave returned home that night and
quickly put Julia in a trance that wiped away any guilt
from the night before. He erased her memory of fucking
and sucking two old men that night. He had the video
surveillance for that.
Topping that escapade would be difficult.
Later that evening, he posted pictures and video of her
on his new website. No faces, of course, just a hard
body with a fuckable fanny.
Dave thought, "Even with her memory erased, all this
extracurricular sex has improved our lovemaking both in
quality and quantity. She must be retaining a hint of
this in her subconscious that has stimulated her libido
and enhanced her responses."
He didn't want to change anything.
"Why tempt fate? And besides I'm enjoying the
videotaping way too much. But with the two old guys
gone for a while, I'll have to recruit some new talent.
Perhaps, her mother would make a good subject. First,
though, he was going to try and get her father to fuck
her.