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My Boss My Slut - 15
by Ving (oldbeatnik007@hotmail.com)
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My boss makes a mistake and comes under my control.
(MMF, reluc, blkmail, inc, mast, anal, bd, beast)
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PART 15
I pulled up to the tattoo parlor and escorted Brenda
in. My friend Skip was the owner and he had two other
men with him.
"Hey Skip, still have time to do that thing we
discussed?" I said not very discreetly and with a big
smile.
He laughed
"Yeah that thing, Hank, always the wise guy. Let me
see the photos, see what I have to work with," he
grumbled good-naturedly as he stuck out a hand.
"By the way, this is Brenda, my future wife and
currently very horny cunt. If you wouldn't mind she
would like to fuck these gentlemen, and while she's
doing that, you can make the fake IDs and then fuck
her when you're ready."
I smiled at the three gaping men; the other two guys
hadn't taken their eyes off Brenda since she waked in,
Skip was just now noticing her.
Brenda spoke up
"I just had an orgasm from rubbing a horse's cock on
my panty covered pussy, but I need a hard cock shoved
up me really bad, two would be even better."
If it was possible their mouths dropped open even
more.
"Yes, my dear gentlemen, you heard her right, she
loves to fuck horses, dogs and lots of strange men.
She's going to fuck a horse tomorrow; she got to meet
him today and couldn't resist playing with his cock.
Obviously he just got her more excited and now Brenda
needs to blow off some steam. Got a place where she
can spread her legs Skip?"
"Ahh, sure, actually I keep a mattress in the back for
when I drink too much from partying after hours and
don't want to drive home."
"Must happen a lot," I remarked, as we walked towards
the back room.
"Well you know how these tattoo freaks are, party hard
and let your body show it. After getting the needle
for maybe hours at a time they need to wind down, what
better way to go numb than by alcohol? And I'm
certainly not going to let them drink alone," he
laughed.
The mattress wasn't much but it was better than the
floor. Brenda turned to the two men and proceeded to
unzip their pants and tug them, along with their
shorts, down their legs. She knelt in front of them
and while sucking one off, stoked the other to get him
hard. Her efforts were rewarded in record time and
soon both cocks were standing at attention.
"One of you lay on the bed and I'll put your cock in
my cunt, the other one can fuck my ass," Brenda said
breathlessly, anxious to get started.
One of the men lay down and Brenda straddled his legs,
hiked her dress out of the way, hooked a finger in her
panties leg band to move the gusset out of the way and
with her other hand guided his cock into her waiting
pussy.
"OH GOD YESSSSSS!!" she screamed as soon as she
impaled herself on his shaft, her body shuddering as
she came instantly.
"Holy shit, this bitch is hot," said the man whose
cock was lodged in her pussy, "I've never made a woman
cum in one stroke before."
"That's because you've never met a woman like Brenda
before. She's a walking, talking, wet dream come true.
Wait until you're friend sticks his cock up her ass;
get ready to hold on tight," I warned him.
Just as I finished talking, the other guy had speared
Brenda's butthole.
"AAAAHHHHHHHGGGGGGG!!" Brenda screamed, her body
convulsing from wave after wave of sheer pleasure. The
men pinning her between them didn't move, they didn't
have to; Brenda's spasms did all the moving for them.
She was heaving her pelvis back and forth as hard as
she could; ramming her pussy down and her ass up on
the cocks imbedded in them. I left Brenda to her own
devices, giving her one last look as I turned my
attention to Skip and the matter at hand.
I pointed to the pictures in his hand and said
"Pretty aren't they?"
"They sure are, but they do look young, no one will
believe they're 18, even with an ID."
"Yeah in bars probably, but I'm not taking them to
bars; I'm taking them to porno theaters and dirty
bookstores. I don't think the clerks will give me a
problem when I bring the girls into their
establishments. Who's going to complain about having 2
very pretty, very horny girls wanting to fuck
everybody in the place?"
"No shit? These girls do gang bangs?"
"Yes, the blond, her name is Amy, is the 15 year old
daughter of the slut presently fucking your friends;
they both also fuck dogs, and as you heard, the mother
fucks horses. The brunette is Becky, she's 13 and
loves to get fucked in the ass. I'm taking her to the
porno theater tonight, so she can enjoy herself while
her mother rests up for tomorrow. Her mother, named
Mary, is a horny piece of ass too. She's going to fuck
a dog in front of 100 or so people tomorrow and then
be part of the gangbang that comes after the show. My
future wife, Brenda, who you can hear screaming her
lungs out as she gets DP'd, will then fuck a horse as
the featured attraction."
"Holy shit, Hank, what did you fall in that made you
so lucky?" he said shaking his head while busying
himself preparing the IDs.
"It's a long story, Skip, but yeah, yer right, I'm
lucky as hell. I fell into a situation and it just
gets better all the time."
"And you're going to marry her? Really?" Skip asked,
pointing a finger at my future blushing bride as she
pounded herself on the two cocks fucking her.
"I certainly am," I crowed, "she's beautiful, she's
smart, she willingly fucks just about anything with a
cock and loves to do it in front of an audience, she's
letting me turn her 15 year old daughter into cock
craving slut, and she lets me fuck any woman I want.
How could I not want to marry her?"
"Well, since you put it that way," he laughed. "The
IDs will be ready in a couple of minutes, what dates
you want on them?"
"Why don't you have Becky just turning 18, maybe by a
day or two? And Amy, make her 18 by a couple of
months."
"No problem," Skip said while inserting the girl's
photos onto the cards.
I turned back to see Brenda in the midst of another
orgasm; her body twitching while her pussy erupted. I
watched in awe as her pussy juices sprayed all over
the guy she was sitting on, soaking his shirt and
stomach. Her head was thrown back, her eyes were
closed, and her face was bathed in the glow of pure
lust.
Skip tapped my arm and handed me the IDs; they were
perfect knock offs of the states driving license,
right down to the holograph. Amy was 18 by 4 months
and Becky was celebrating her 18th birthday.
"I figured you could tell the clerk tonight that your
daughter always wanted to see a porno movie so you're
taking her to see one for her 18th birthday," he
chuckled, "once you say she's your daughter he should
just about shit," and then he laughed.
"Good idea, Skip, good idea," I replied. "Want your
turn with my soon to be wife?"
"Well I'm married myself and I try to stay faithful to
my wife, so I won't fuck yours, but I think a blow job
would be okay," he responded.
Brenda had finally settled down and was lying quietly
on top of the man with his cock in her cunt, while the
two men continued to seesaw their cocks in and out of
her pussy and ass. I grabbed her by her hair and
raised her torso up, she squealed in surprise and
pain; I was not gentle in yanking her head up.
"You are now going to suck Skips cock, Brenda, and to
show your gratitude to him for making a fake ID for
your daughter so she can be a cock loving slut
anywhere she wants, just like you are, you're going to
let him cum on your face. In fact, why don't you let
all of them cum on your face, then I can walk you down
the street and show everyone what a beautiful cock
sucker you are."
Brenda didn't say a word; she just got off the two
cocks and then positioned the men around her so she
could suck their cocks and jack them off. She was soon
covered in male ejaculate; her face plastered with
string after string of white creamy sperm. It covered
her from brow to chin and ear to ear. Her face
glistened in the light it had so much cum on it.
I grabbed her hand and helped her to her feet, she
wobbled a bit but then recovered her sea legs and was
able to stand erect.
"Thanks, Skip, I appreciate the help," I said,
extending my hand, "and if you want to come to the
show tomorrow I can leave your name at the box office
and get you a free ticket."
"That would be great, I'll ask the wife, see if she
wants to come too."
"No problem, I'll put two tickets aside for you, but
be advised, I've been told that any women there are
considered fair game to be used sexually."
Skip smiled
"I'll be sure to let her know, just because I'm
faithful to her, doesn't mean I don't like seeing the
little cunt used like a slut. In fact that's how I met
her. She wanted a tattoo that said 'free to use' just
above her pussy slit with an arrow pointing at it.
Like you, who can pass up an invitation like that?"
"Great, I look forward to meeting her."
"And so do I," piped in Brenda, "it will be nice to
see other women there. And if I can give a bit of
advice; you can tell your wife that if she wears a
skirt or dress the men will consider her part of the
show automatically. They take liberties like walking
them around showing off their panties and bare tits
and even fucking them in the stands; so give her the
option of wearing pants or jeans and the men will back
off quite a bit. Why bother with a pussy you have to
struggle with when you can get at one just by lifting
a hem?"
Skip laughed, "Makes sense. I'll be sure to tell Rita,
but if I know my wife she'll be wearing a skirt, and a
damn short one at that."
Brenda smiled, "well if that's the case, tell her to
wear a garter belt and stockings too. Mr. Brown's four
women are all going to be wearing them, she can join
us."
"Will do," Skip said, "and I surely do look forward to
seeing you fuck a horse."
Brenda's face suddenly flushed red as her breath
visibly quickened and she looked down at her feet. In
an instant she turned from proud woman to bashful
schoolgirl.
I said our good byes to the other two men, still
stunned and in a daze over what had just happened to
them. They were able to mumble their good byes, but
that was about it, they didn't really notice Brenda's
state.
We walked out the door and found ourselves on the
sidewalk of a strip mall. I decided to take a stroll
up and down the walkway and do a little window
shopping while showing off Brenda's cum covered face.
I crooked my arm and took Brenda's hand and put it on
my bicep and we ambled down the pavement.
There were few people around however, so I ushered her
into a 24/7 store and told her to walk around and buy
something. There was no one in the store either, so it
was only the male cashier that saw her cum covered
face. And see it he did, for when Brenda approached
the counter with her purchase of a box of condoms he
remarked to her
"Ahhhh, Miss? Ummm, you seem to have something on your
face, would you like a tissue to wipe it with?"
"Oh I am so glad you noticed," Brenda beamed at him,
"it's the accumulated sperm of the three men who I
just finished fucking and sucking; I had them shoot
their cum on my face. You see," and she lifted the hem
of her dress over her waist, "my panties are just
soaked with my pussy juice and there was no place else
for the men to make their deposits, so they came on my
face." And she stood there, face covered in cum and
her panties exposed to another stranger. Her panties
really were wet; the gusset of her white panties was
colored grey and there were trickles of her liquid
running down her inner thighs.
The clerk looked like he was going to pass out from
hyperventilating so I grabbed Brenda's hand and led
her out of the store and back to the car, she was
giggling hysterically the whole way.
It was time to get her home and tucked away for the
night, she was going to have a busy day tomorrow.
Continued in part 16...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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