Menagerie319

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I'm a mild mannered person. People think because I'm a redhead, I have a fiery temper. Wrong! Well, kind of... Admittedly,I am petty and quite vengeful. Just ask Phil, the asshole that used to eat my lunch.

I will be the first to admit that I'm not the most feminine woman in the world. This doesn't give the catty bitches in the office the right to sneer and belittle me, because I wear pantsuits. Especially that fucking Margot. That petite cunt of Asian islander decent. Walking around the office with her nose in the air, her jet-black hair flowing down her back. Subtly exposing her creamy smooth beige skin. The bitch is always in something way too tight, showing off her curves, or way to short showing off her cleavage.

Anyway, today is the company picnic up on the roof. Margot, of course starting her catty bullshit laughing at my outfit with her little group of stupid bitches. I try to not let it get to me. My hygiene is impeccable and my clothes are pressed. Perhaps black isn't the right color to go with my alabaster skin, but the two-piece suit fits nicely. My full breasts fills the jacket, it is tapered to my narrow waist, the pants cup my juicy ass and at the same time doesn't call attention to Sheila, my strap. (Oh yeah! Some of you remember her! I know Phil sure does.)

Anyway, everyone is up on the roof partying, I make my appearance and a quick disappearance. I take the elevator down, but guess who joins me on the elevator two floors down....Fucking Margot.

She makes one of those exasperated noises, like she cant stand to be in the same space as me. No biggie! I only have four more floors to go, so I thought. Something happened to the fucking elevator and I am now stuck with an annoying cunt, who instantly starts to panic.

Margot is ringing alarms,, pushing buttons, shouting for help. Meanwhile I'm leaning on the walls in the corner, arms crossed with a bored deadpan expression across my face. This apparently pisses Margot off.

"How can you just stand there doing nothing? We could die in here! I wish I had my phone on me." She said pacing erratically.

"I have my phone. Look full bars and everything!" I wave my phone in the air before putting it back in my pocket.

"Call for help!" She screamed very, very pissed.

"You just did that, remember?"

"Give me the phone!" She tried to grab the phone from my pocket.

I grab her throat and slam her petite body against the wall.I kind of regret that part, because the metal grab bar did leave a bruise on the small of her back. Ooops!

"If you want my phone, you are going to have to earn it. Get on your knees!" I sneer the words into her face.

Her eyes flickered with indignation, shock , disbelief and probably anger. I didn't fucking care, it was way past time to introduce this bitch to Sheila. She didn't move fast enough to my liking so I slapped her hard across the face with my free hand.

A pretty pink handprint appeared on her smooth beige skin. I took a moment to admire my handiwork and then ran my tongue along the bruise. She tried to push me away, earning another slap. The bitch was kind of a slow learner, but she got my point after the second slap.

Margot looked at me through tear-filled eyes as she took her rightful place on her knees before me. One hand still firmly holding her throat my other hand running fingers through her silky black hair as I gave her instructions.

"Unzip my pants and properly introduce your self to Sheila. Make sure you get her nice and sloppy wet or you will soon regret it."

Margot shakily reaches into my pants and pulls out my 8 inch purple strap. Her vile pink tongue that has viciously mocked me in the past, slides down the shaft and slowly back up to the tip before wrapping her lips around it like a good little slut.

"Get your tits out, whore! I want to see you squeeze those pretty nipples while you are slurping on my cock."

I continue to feed her my strap as she removes her blazer and the white silk shirt. I was instantly disappointed. The bras they make these days cause much false advertisements. Her tits were more like mosquito bites with perky caramel colored nipples. I am still aroused by the way she is flicking her now, puckering nipples and of course I pull out my phone to snap photos of all it before grabbing her neck again.

I twisted her hair around my free hand and yanked her head back and began fucking her throat. The expressions she made as she choked and gagged as she struggled to take Sheila were very cathartic. My energetic thrusts banging her head into the elevator wall. Drool teeming down her chin, splashing down her chest. Sheila was getting nice and sloppy as well.

Snatching her up by her hair and pushing her flush against the elevator wall, I temporarily release her throat to remove her wrap skirt. No stockings! No panties! Just a soaking wet bald kitty. I slide my fingers into her slick slit, her body trembles and she moans in pleasure. Oh yeah, I like that shit.

"Purr for me, kitty!" I whisper in her ear and Margot did not disappoint.

The slut has pussy juice running all down the inside of her thighs. My fingers are drenched as I place them in her mouth and she hungrily sucks them clean. It was time to add another philly to my stable and more photos.

I bend her over to line Sheila up with her pussy entrance and slid on in. The once defiant little cunt, started bucking her hips, taking my strap deep insides her slutty little hole. I grab her throat and squeeze, letting her know who was actually in control.

"That's a good little bitch! Fuck, Daddy's strap you little whore! This is my pussy!"

Margot's legs began to buckle as she came hard, creaming all over Sheila, before crumpling to her knees. We weren't done yet. I pushed her face down onto the elevator floor, lifting her hips a bit and strained to push a dripping wet Sheila into her tight puckering hole. The bitch arched her back and rode wave after wave of bliss as I fucked her ass.

I'll be the first to admit that was an awkward scene for the rescuers to witness. Apparently, we didn't hear them prying open the doors and I had no idea how long they were staring down at us watching. But my body blushed beet red from head to toe as I heard...

"Ummm, the elevator is stuck, but you should be able to hop up on the ledge, now that door is open, when you are finished. Can we get you anything, maybe some water or a cigarette?"

This is a fictional tale. All characters in this tale are 18+

It's Saturday night and guess where I am... That's right my buddy Steve's place. Ass high in the air facedown screaming like a slut. Steve is what you would call well endowed. Actually,I would say gifted because honey, what he did with that rock hard schlong was mind-blowing, back-breaking, and cum-guzzling gold. Y'all that jock was so deep in my ass, I felt like an excavation site. His big ballsack slapping up against my taint sounded like applause and I was ready to give him a standing ovation.

Well all good things come to an end. His roommates had just returned from their rugby match and walked in on us. To be fair, we did leave the door wide open. Here's the problem you see, I'm a married man. I can't have this getting back to my wife. In addition, I'm the sports caster for the local news, again I can't have this getting out to the public. Actually, to hell with what the public thinks, I dont want my wife to get half of my shit!

I try to get up, but can't. Steve and his anaconda dick, hasn't finished with my ass yet. He slaps me on the ass and pushes my shoulders down into the mattress putting all of his weight behind it as he grunts out, "Naw, don't run! Take this dick!"

Let me take a beat and explain something to Y'all that don't know. Yes, I was worried about being exposed, but when a gifted man takes control of your body like that....

Honey, there is no force on earth that can stop you from blowing your load. Y'all my body did the full shimmy shakes. My explosion shot across the mattress to the wall, can you say arterial spray....Sorry, not sorry!

Now, I cant accurately tell you what all was being said during that orgasm, truthfully I was kind of buzzed. I was able to make out "guy on tv" ,"can we...." " almost..."

See? Totally incoherent but I snapped to attention when I felt for the third time that night, warm ropes of cum flooding my ass, as Steve grunted out "Open season on that ass, fellas." before he walked away.

In mere seconds, my body was swung acrossed the mattress and a sweaty, musty cock was being stuffed in my mouth, while my knees were being pushed up on the mattress for easy access to my bubble butt.

Mmmm! Choo-Choo!

I went to work.. I swallowed up that cock, all the way down to the base. His pubes tickling my nose, his sweaty ballsack smacking against my circle beard. That jock wasn't ready for the likes of me. He shot his load instantly coating my throat, and begged for another chance. He needn't have worried, I wasn't letting that cock go. My mouth was locked on like vise-grips. I grabbed his ass cheeks to hold him in place while I hoovered his cock. Dyson ain't got shit on me, I can suck a watermelon through a straw.

Once I felt another cock slide into me from behind, I put that dip in my back and started throwing my hips like a bucking bronco. I probably sounded like one as well, because I was blissing out on those college jocks. My cum-filled hole was sloppy wet and I could feel cum drizzling down my cock as the jock put in work. He knew how to mount a bitch! All Aboard! Choo-Choo!

They passed me around like I was a joint. Hump! Hump! Pass! I hope this doesn't sound like a complaint, because I was a happy cock whore that night. Things did get a little experimental, when they tried two in one hole. You don't know, until you know and I know practice makes perfect. Two throbbing cocks, stretching me beyond limits I didn't know I could achieve.. . Beads of sweat rolling down my face, my legs shaking as I fought to maintain balance with the cock in my mouth, the vibrations shattering my calm from the friction on my walls. Whew!!!

By the time we were done, a deal of discretion had been struck in exchange for some ass every now and again..

You fucking pathetic cuck this video is for you.. I'm sure you recognize this office, the gawdy furniture, the pristine desk, because your lazy ass never does any work. Why am I making this video? Because you keep eating my lunch you lazy, inconsiderate fuck.

Any minute now, you will recognize your sweet, loving wife coming through your office door. I know she told you she was meeting up with me today for brunch and a tennis match. Guess what? The only thing I'm serving up for your sweet little wife is my strap! Don't worry, I have the camera well hidden. You eat my lunch, I FUCK your bitch!

As your sweet little Allison arrives to your office I greet her, we hug and cheek kiss like us girls do. I make her a mimosa. Oh yes, I remember her saying at the office party once how the bubbles go straight to her head making her tipsy. I sit her in your chair behind your desk making sure she is facing forward. I massage her shoulders as she continues to imbibe. She is getting nice and relaxed.

The cute little sundress she is wearing is so thin and the plunging neck line gives me a nice view from up top of her juicy mounds. She is really feeling that mimosa. She moans from my touch. Telling me how magical my hands are. She says there's nothing more magical than a woman's touch. My hands slide gently down her arms and back up to her shoulders. I can feel her body shiver.

I slide my hands down her side brushing slowly against her side boobs. She giggles, telling me she is so sensitive there. My touches grow bolder, as I slide my hands down her chest over the thin dress, massaging her juicy tits and brushing gently against her nipples. Her head drops back as she starts moaning, saying she has never been touched like this before. I smile directly at the camera. I made your bitch feel something you couldn't.

My hand slip inside her dress, my fingers fondling her tits making her moan. Her nipples are hard as diamonds. She's ready! I come around the chair to kneel beside her. I slip the dress straps off her shoulders exposing her tits as I lean forward to suck her nipple into my warm, moist mouth.

Uh-oh! You are going to need volume control, she's a screamer.

My hand slides up her thighs. She parts her legs for me. Her panties are soft and...wet! I push them aside slipping your wife my digits. Two fingers in her slick wet hole, my thumb running rough circles around her clit. She's loving it Phil!

Her body is trembling as I finger fuck her in your office chair. She cups my face bringing my mouth to hers, your bitch is suckling on my tongue, as her pussy walls are contracting around fingers.

I stand up, unfastening my pants pulling out my purple strap. She eyes it, hesitating for a beat, a few encouraging finger jabs in her pussy and she got the idea as her mouth latched onto my strap like a viper. She gazed into my eyes as she sucked my strap like a cock hungry whore. I was impressed with how much she could take. Slowly, inch by inch, sucking my strap deep into her throat. Pools of drools dripping down her sweet face as I plunge the depths of her throat while fingerings her pussy. Her body convulsioning as her first orgasm rips through her body.

As I pull my strap out of her mouth to position her on top of your desk, an arch of spittle splashes on her face. It was glistening like a good slut's face should. Once I have her positioned in good view of the camera legs spread wide, my face does a deep dive into her pussy. My tongue exploring every crease and crevice of her folds, sucking her juices up. She's loving it, Phil! Her hips rising to my mouth grinding her pussy against my face. Your sweet little wife is a whore!

I bring her to a body spasming orgasm again, before I bend your bitch over your desk and slide this 8 inch strap into her quivering cunt. She squirts on your desk and I'm going to leave her drippings all over your desk for your arrival on Monday. You lunch stealing bitch.

Staring straight into the camera, I hammer away at your wife's snatch. Wrapping her hair around my hand, pulling her head back so you can clearly see her face twisted in ecstatic bliss as I fuck her better than you ever could. My free hand shoving my thumb in her ass. Guess where the strap is going next, Phil!?!?!?

I'm about to wreck your wife's tight little puckering tunnel. Capturing it all on camera, stroke by stroke as you watch me harvest her anal cherry.

I spread her cheeks and spit on her winking her hole. Bullseye! My thumb pushing my spit inside of her getting her nice and lubed for what's to come.

I pull my strap from her pussy and line it up to her ass. It's a tight squeeze, I have to go slow. Her legs shaking as she screams "Yes!Yes!Yes!"

Oh she wants it, Phil! It takes a moment but I finally get all 8inches in. Fucking her ass nice and deep, sneering at you in the camera as I yank her hair. I'm about to blow your bitch's back out. She's loving every second as she starts throwing her hips back like a good little whore. I'm sending this slut home to you with a gaping hole.

I throw my arm around her neck, pulling her up into a full submission choke hold. Her sexy tits bouncing to the rhythm of my thrusting hips as I fuck her like a crazed bull. My free hand slapping hard at her nipples, leaving red traces of my hand prints on her fleshy mounds.