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My Boss My Slut - 3
by Ving Too (oldbeatnik007@hotmail.com)
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She makes a mistake, I take advantage, sexual
advantage of her. (MMF, reluc, inc, oral, anal, bd,
beast, exh, d/s)
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Chapter 3
I awoke the next morning to find Brenda bent over my
thighs looking at my cock from about 5 inches away. I
could feel it growing so I tightened the muscle and
made my cock jump. Brenda gave out an eeeekkk and
bounded back. I burst out laughing. Brenda reddened a
bit and took a fake swing in my direction.
"No need to jump, it won't bite, just be sure you
don't either," I gasped out.
"Oh you, I didn't know you were up, and I've never
really had the chance to look at a .. at a...
"A cock Brenda, it's called a cock and it's long past
time you got used to calling it that, now go on, you
were saying a chance to look at what?"
She reddened even more but talked
"I've never had the chance to look at a c-cock so
closely before,"
"That wasn't so hard now was it? Now sit on my thighs
and take my cock and put it in your pussy, and while
you are doing that tell me what you are doing, you
need the practice of talking dirty."
"Oh my god, you're really going to make me do that
aren't you?"
"Brenda," I exhaled, "it's also way past time you
realized what you have gotten into. I am going to make
you be a slut. I am going to make you fuck men you've
never met and will never see again. I am going to make
you wear revealing clothes in public. I am going to
make you show off your panties to strangers. I am
going to make you expose your bare tits to strangers
in public and I may make you fuck in public too. I am
going to make you do those things, Brenda, you have no
choice in the matter. Your wants and needs are of no
consequence.
"However, because I think I can read you so well, your
wants and needs are going to be met and there will
come a time when you won't have to be made to do these
things, you will want to do them because you simply
want to do them. Deep down you're a true slut, Brenda,
a woman who craves sex because nothing else makes you
feel so alive. So start riding my cock and tell me
what you are doing, and I want you to tell me what you
are feeling too." With that I put an arm over my eyes
and closed them, leaving the next move to Brenda.
There was silence for a few seconds then I felt the
bed move.
"I-I..." there was a deep sigh, then, "I am straddling
your thighs with mine. I am touching your c-c..."
another sigh, "cock... and it is growing hard in my
hands. I can feel the veins grow larger as the blood
rushes to your c-cock. It is getting hard enough that
I can now put it in my p-p..." yet another deep sigh,
"pussy... I'm lifting up a bit so I can fit it in. I'm
now rubbing the tip up and down over my pussy lips,
god it feels good, ohh... ohhhh... I just rubbed the
head against my clit and it made me shiver. Now I'm
slipping it into my p-pussy. I'm sitting down on it,
ohh it feels so big, it's filling me up, I can feel it
rubbing against the sides, oohhhhhhh, my godddd,
you... you you're rubbing against my g spot,
unggggahhhh I'm cumming, I'm cumming I can feel my
pussy juice creaming my insides oh god that feels so
good, soooo goood," and she stopped jabbering as she
collapsed onto my chest. She seemed to have passed out
once again.
I looked up and there was Amy standing in the doorway
with one hand playing with a tit and the other hand
buried in her snatch, she was fingering herself while
watching me fuck her mother, or rather her mother
fucking me.
I unceremoniously dumped the comatose Brenda off of me
and motioned her daughter over to me. I grabbed my
still hard cock
"Well it looks like you're going to have to suck me
off again Amy, come here and put your mouth on my
cock. This time I want you to slide your mouth up and
down on it for a while okay?"
"Sure Mr. Brown, whatever you want," she replied as
she walked to the bed and knelt with her face just
inches from my crotch. She was in the exact same pose
I found her mother in just moments before. I shook my
head at the thought of turning her into a cock hungry
teenage slut just like I was turning her mother into a
milf slut.
As I envisioned setting up and watching a mother
daughter gangbang the horny teenager was busy slurping
up my cock as best she could, she definitely needed
practice, but what with the image of her and her
mother filled with cocks and the feel of her tongue it
was enough to make me blow my wad. Amy kept me in her
mouth as I shot load after load into her throat.
"Good girl, Amy, you swallowed it all and didn't miss
a drop. You're going to be a great cocksucker. Now
let's get your mother up so the two of you can shower
and get ready to go shopping. I have some things to do
while you're doing that, then I'll shower while you're
both dressing."
With that I swatted Brenda on her ass a couple of
times before she finally roused herself. It took a
couple of more swats to get her motivated enough to
move. You could see the pattern of my hand on her
reddened ass and I thought for a second of really
spanking her.
While mother and daughter were in the shower I made a
few calls and set up a couple of appointments for
later in the day.
When we met again in the kitchen to grab a bite to eat
I told them what I expected
"You ladies are going shopping for skirts, tops,
dresses, panties, garter belts, hold up and thigh high
stockings and fuck me shoes. Brenda you have no need
to buy any bras, Amy if you think you need to wear a
bra for school then buy some very sexy ones, but if
you think you can get away with going braless in
school then don't buy any either. Brenda your business
skirts and dresses can be no longer than 4 inches
above your knees, 5 inches is the best, and Amy, if
you think she can wear a skirt or dress that's 6
inches above her knees to work make sure she buys it."
Amy grinned at me and nodded. "Your leisure time
skirts and dresses are to be no longer than 6 inches
above your knees. Amy, I want your school clothes to
be the shortest they can be without breaking the
rules, your leisure time skirts and dresses will be at
least two inches shorter than your school ones. You
both will buy the sexiest and prettiest panties you
can find; get silk, satin, nylon and cotton ones, all
shapes and styles. Oh yeah, get some little girl
panties too, any that you can find that fit. Get
several styles of garter belts, and make sure several
pair of holdups that you buy have a seam up the back.
"Oh yeah, and no fishnets, I hate fishnets. Brenda for
work you can have heels as low as 3 inches, preferably
4; eventually you will wear 5 inch heels to work, so
buy several pairs of 5 and 6 inch heels. Amy if you
can get away with 4 inch heels at school buy those,
other wise 3 inches for school and 4, 5, and 6 inch
heels for other times. Here is my credit card you have
up to two grand each to spend, and if you need more I
know you, Brenda, have cards to use."
Brenda nodded.
"I made an appointment for you, Amy, at a doctor
friend of mine for 3:30, so you can get started on
birth control as soon as possible.
"What, what do you mean birth control?" Brenda almost
shrieked.
"Brenda, you have a 15 year old daughter, she is
filled with hormones, hormones that need to be let
loose. You let yours loose, got burned, shut them up
and turned into a shrew no one likes, even her own
daughter. Do you want that for her? To turn her into
another you? Well I won't let it. Your daughter is or
is not going to have sex, that is entirely up to her;
she is old enough to make those kinds of decisions,
but she will be protected no matter what she decides.
And Brenda, you should know, when you passed out from
your orgasms last night and this morning I put my cock
in your daughter's mouth so she could suck me off. I
also came in her mouth. Tell her Amy."
"Ohhh momma, it was sooooo cool. He rested that big
cock of his on my lower lip and shot wad after wad of
his sperm into my mouth. I swallowed it all and it
tasted wonderful; and this morning I was almost able
to take his whole cock in my mouth and he shot off
while I was licking him with my tongue. He coated my
tongue with his cum, mom and it was soooo hot, I
creamed myself."
"I-I... don't know what to say," Brenda sputtered out.
"Nothing, you have nothing to say, Brenda. You are in
no position to say what your daughter may and may not
do. She is now in my debt, not as deeply as you, of
course, but she will also do as I say. I will not fuck
her, but I would like to. In fact when you decide to
lose your cherry Amy, I would be honored if you would
choose me to be the one to do it. But I will make sure
she exposes her panties and tits in public just like
you. Am I understood?" and I glared at both the
females.
"Okay, ladies, that's it, here's the doctor's address;
go, have fun. Remember you're leaving here nobodies
but you're coming back the biggest sluts in town," and
I laughed. I knew they wouldn't get the reference to
the movie 42nd Street, but Busby Berkeley had a
serious leg fetish. I think watching his films gave me
mine.
The girls left and shortly I did too. I stopped in at
work for a minute to straighten out some paperwork and
check in with Harriot, Brenda's secretary and an old
friend.
As soon as she saw me she was all over me with
questions I laughed and waved my hand at her
"Our dear Ms. Barlyle has been brought down a notch or
ten, my dear Harriot. She will no longer be the wicked
witch of the west. She is not only going to start
acting like a human being she is going to start acting
like a slut."
"What? You're kidding right?"
"Nope, I won't go into the details but I own Brenda
Barlyles' ass and she has to do whatever I tell her.
And I'm telling her to be a slut." I grinned at
Harriot.
"Wow, I sure hope you know what you are doing, I
don't want to have to start measuring cakes to see
which are big enough to hold a file."
"Don't worry, everything is under control. I just need
you to go about your business as if nothing has
changed, oh, and ignore the moans and groans that you
will start hearing coming from Brenda's office, oh,
and ignore the number of men you will see going in and
out of said office. That's all." We shared a hearty
laugh and I left.
My next stop was the fitness club where I signed both
Brenda and I up for personal trainers. I paid extra to
make sure mine was a woman and hers was a man. Then it
was off to the automart. I was in my midlife crises
and I was going to enjoy it. I was in the market for
the niftiest looking sports car I could find. I didn't
care for function at all, it was all about form; and I
wanted the sexiest looking form available. I found a
Ferrari that looked like it was going 80 just sitting
there.
It cost in the mid 6 figures, but with my savings and
new raise ( it was a four figure a month raise) I
would have no problem meeting the monthly payment,
besides I was moving in with Brenda, no more monthly
rent. The new payment minus the rent savings made the
transaction almost a wash and I had me a brand new
sexy sports car to go along with the soon to be brand
new me and my sluts.
I drove back to Brenda's house and arrived just before
they did. I hid the car around back and started supper
while I waited. When they arrived home we decided to
eat first and then they would model their new clothes
for me. They were both very excited to show me what
they bought, Brenda especially seemed proud of her
acquisitions.
I told them, mistakenly, I also had something to show
them after dinner; the questions they then bombarded
me with annoyed the shit out of me and I think they
picked up on it because they did it throughout dinner,
giggling like grade schoolers every time they asked a
question.
Finally it was time for show and tell.
To be continued...
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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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