Alpha Male

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______WARNING: A -LARGE- amount of adultery! Nonconsent story, containing Hetero vaginal, oral and anal. Lesbian oral and fisting. One cuckolding scene at the back of Domicile Despot. But that evolves into… What do you call it when two guys “spit roast” a woman? Anyway, AND Death!

Thank you

Hayden D. Linder

P.S.

______Everyone performing any sexual acts in this story are at, or above the age of 18.

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______Bob spent most of his life worrying if people liked him or not. He wasn’t good with girls. He didn’t make friends easily. He wasn’t particularly smart or good looking. Not that he was stupid and ugly. He was just sort of… average.

______Then one day he met a guy who was just a rampaging asshole. He was aggressive. If he saw something he wanted, he took it. The guy just oozed self confidence. And in an instant Bob realized THAT was his problem. THAT was what he was missing. He didn’t know how he’d get it but he figured, “Fake it till you make it.” So he did.

______Bob forced himself to be more aggressive. He started going after what he wanted. Especially women. That’s how he got his first wife. Who went on to become his first ex-wife. Because Bob got worse and worse the more “successful” he became. Bob was pretty unstoppable. At work. In the neighborhood. Church? If he saw a woman who he thought might go for him. Then he’d pursue her, corner her and take her.

______Why wasn’t he in jail yet? Well, that’s a little complicated. I mean… For instance, back when his second wife was still married to him. They were invited to a housewarming party for some new neighbors. His wife, Heather, had made two of her famous Keylime pies and was using their two children, Cody and Katelyn, as pack mules. They walked up to the door and Heather rang the bell.

______A slim blonde wearing creme slacks, a black collared blouse and black heels answered the door.

“Hi…” She smiled brightly as she opened the door all the way. “I’m Abigail, welcome to our home.” She ended as she extended her hand to Heather.

______Bob could hear the sounds of the party emanating from the backyard after she opened the door. Heather made the introductions for herself, their children and Bob.

“Well, come on in. Dustin’s entertaining in the back.”

______Bob had picked up that Dustin was her husband.

“And where can we put these?” Heather asked her, motioning toward her children who were still holding pies.

“Well, the pies can go on the folding table on the patio with the other deserts. And all the other children are in the backyard already.”

______That was all their kids had to hear. “Bye Mom! Bye Dad!” As they raced off through the house.

“No running!” Heather yelled after her children. Before she flashed an apologetic smile to Abigail and speed walked after them.

______Abigail and Bob shared a small laugh as she closed the front door. Suddenly, she was gripped by her shoulder and shoved into the coat closet. She was spun around and forced to her knees. Abigail shook her head in confusion. While she watched Bob ease the closet door almost closed. Letting in enough light to barely see.

“Wh… Um, Bob?”

______She heard him unzip his fly and couldn’t help but look at his crotch. Apparently he had already unfastened his belt. But when he started fishing out his cock Abigail attempted to jump to her feet.

“What’re you doing?!”

Bob shoved back to her knees. “Hush! Do you want people to hear you?”

“I… uh…” She was even more confused, if that was possible.

______Unfortunately, her confusion only aided Bob. By this point he had his cock in hand. He pulled her mouth to him by taking a strong grip of her hair. Abigail gave a squeal as his cock entered her mouth. She stopped when he forced his fat cock to the gagging point of her throat.

“Now, hush up. Or I’m going to keep gagging you. You understand?”

The gagging had caused a single tear to fall from her left eye but she managed to nod and hum, “Um hm.”

______Bob used her mouth for a few minutes. Working her back and forth on his dick with his two fistfulls of her hair. Abigail had placed her palms on his thighs in an attempt to fight him when he decided to gag her. Which, despite how he made it sound, he kept doing every few strokes. After a few minutes of this he pulled her down hard on his cock and made her gag again. This time he held her in place for a few moments.

______She tried to push him off. She was pleading with her eyes. But in the back of her mind she felt like trash because she knew she’d been wet for a while now. Thankfully, Bob pulled his cock out of her mouth and stood her on her feet. Most of her sensible thoughts were grateful that it was over.

Until Bob spun her toward the wall and pressed her against it. “Put your hands on the wall and stick out your ass.”

______He had pressed her so far against the wall that she had to turn her head to the left. She placed her hands flat against the well next to her face.

“Wh… What?” She asked, stunned.

______Bob smacked her rear with a hard slap. She yelped in response.

“Stick your ass out.” He ordered.

______Abigail did as he said. Bob reached to the back of her slacks and pulled the zipper down.

She tried to pull her ass in and stand up. “No! No, Bob!”

He slapped her ass hard again. “Ow.” She winced and rubbed her stinging rear.

“Back in position.” He commanded as he pushed her chest back to the wall.

______Abigail could only watch as Bob pulled her pants and panties down to her knees. She gave a small cry as she felt his right hand firmly slide between her legs. He pushed his hand all the way forward until he could rub her clit.

______She cried quietly. She just knew he was going to make some shitty comment about what a slut she was. Or how she wanted this or some other hurtful shit. Because she -knew- he could feel how wet she was.

______To his credit, Bob didn’t say anything. He actually liked women. In his way. He didn’t get off on belittling them. He never understood men who enjoyed abusing them. I mean, granted he was still a rapist piece of shit.

She gasped, “Aw! AW! No.” As she felt his cock start to spread her lips. “Please, you can do it in my mouth.” Then she felt his head start to spread her open. “Please?”

“Hush now. I’m not gonna make this hurt.” He said as he slid his hands under her blouse to grip her A cup breasts.

______She gasped more as he slowly slid his whole shaft into her.

“Stick that ass out farther.”

______She whined but she did as he said. Bob began a nice slow gentle fucking. It wasn’t long before she caught herself moaning. He squeezed and kneaded her breasts. Flicking her nipples he could feel they weren’t quite hard.

“Hmm.” She heard him hum but didn’t know why.

______She kept her eyes closed but stuck her rear out farther. She felt ashamed of herself but she could admit that what he was doing felt good. He kept moving his cock slowly in and out of her as he stated,

“You’re a gentle person.”

“…I’m sorry?”

“Men have always been gentle when they fuck you?” He whispered in her ear. She nodded after a moment’s pause. “Ah. That makes sense then.”

She licked her lips in thought. “What?”

He held onto her breast as he pulled back and slammed into her so hard there was a slapping sound. “OH.” She blurted out.

He quickly did it again. “OH.”

______He kept doing it. Not too fast. Just harder. “OH. OH. AH. MM. AH. AH. Oh my. AH. AH. AH.”

______He’d felt her nipples harden the moment he started pounding into her. He kept his hold on her tits but leaned back to get even deeper. They continued like that until he felt her quietly shake through a muscle tightening orgasm. A moment later and Bob started grunting out his own release as he slapped into her ass with several hard ejaculations.

______Abigail was grateful she had the wall to support her so she could catch her breath. She had just had the hardest orgasm of her life. Bob leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. Abigail turned her head away quickly.

“Now, don’t be like that.”

“Be like what!? You just raped me?!” She shot back as she turned to glare at him.

“It’s OK that you enjoyed it.”

She chewed her lips with tears threatening to flow. “…You bastard.”

“It’s perfectly normal for you to cum so hard when you’ve never been given a good hard fuck before.”

______She stared at him. Trying to process what he’d just said. Bob leaned in, trying to kiss her again. She pulled back.

“Stop that.” He stated in a stern tone of voice. “Give me your mouth.”

______She whimpered but leaned toward him until his tongue brushed her lips. He pushed farther until their lips met. They stood in the dark closet kissing with their eyes open while Bob continued to slowly work his cock in her.

Soon Bob broke the kiss. “We need to get to the party.”

______She nodded her reply while Bob pulled out. Making sure not to drip on her pants he quickly stowed his dick back in his shorts and zipped up. Abigail was understandably still a little shaken. Until Bob pulled her panties up for her. She gently pushed him back while she pulled up her slacks. Retucked her shirt and zipped up the back of her pants.

“You OK?” He asked.

______The question was so absurd that she couldn’t even make a face. She stood there dumbfounded with her mouth open and replied with a slight shrug and a small shake of her head.

Bob nodded as he opened the closet door. “You may want to go to the bathroom and get yourself together.”

“Go to hell.” She whispered.

______Bob nodded again before giving her one last kiss. Abigail shook herself before speed walking to the Master Bathroom. She realized she had to pee. She sat on the toilet and did that. Then she cried long and hard. Horrified at what she’d done. How could she have let him do that? Some stranger just… How? And she came so hard for him. What kind of…?

______After several minutes on the toilet she cleaned herself. Flushed and looked at herself in the mirror. She did her best to look like she had not spent the last 30 minutes balling. And told herself the best thing to do was to pretend it never happened. When she was happy with her appearance, she left to find her husband.

“Have you seen Dustin?” She asked one of the guests.

“I think he’s in the garage showing off his car.” A woman told her.

“Thank you.” She smiled with a nod.

______She did a quick turn of the yard to make sure everyone had what they needed. Being a good hostess was important to her. Once she found that everyone was having a good time she headed to the garage to check on her husband. Opening the garage door she could hear Dustin droning on about his 65 Chevy Impala. She smiled and shook her head until she realized the people he was showing the car to were Heather and her husband… Bob.

______All three turned to face her when they heard her enter and smiled at her. Even Bob seemed genuinely happy to see her.

“Hey, Baby.” Dustin smiled. “I was just telling Bob about my Impala.”

She forced a smile as she approached him for a hug. “I could hear.”

______Dustin gave her a kiss and faced the car again. Holding Abigail in a side hug.

“Well, Bob here said he’d be interested in fixing her up with me.”

“Yeah. I told Dustin my Dad used to get me to help him with his shade tree mechanicing when I was kid.”

Bob stepped toward the car a moment to inspect the mirrors. It was obvious that any chrome that had been on the car had worn off years ago. “The mirrors look like they’re in good shape, physically. It would probably be cheaper to get them rechromed rather than get new ones.”

Dustin nodded. “Oh yeah. No doubt. But I want to wait on any external body work until we have the engine, transmission and suspension in tip top shape. You know?”

______Bob nodded and returned to hold his wife in a right side hug as well. But he made sure this put him between Heather and Abigail. She gave a nervous little laugh when he stepped next to her.

“You any good with suspensions?” Dustin asked.

Bob shook his head. Abigail gave a slight jerk as she felt a hand grip her right ass cheek. “Not really. Suspensions either. I’m pretty good with engines and basic stuff.” Abigail felt Bob’s hand take a good firm grip of her ass. Her mind was racing for any idea to get out of this while Bob kept kneading her ass. “…Anything more complicated and you may want to get a pro.”

“You know? My uncle has a junkyard. You may be able to find part of what you need there.” Abigail commented.

______She felt Bob squeeze her ass and take an even deeper grip. If that was possible.

“He has Impala parts?” Bob asked.

______Abigail licked her lips nervously. Unable to actually make eye contact with Bob.

“…Mm hm. I used to drive his old tan work truck for him. He had me bring in all sorts of parts. And Impala’s are in pretty high demand. I remember those.”

Bob was rubbing her ass now. “Very cool.” Dustin commented.

“Well, I need to check on our guests.” Abigail announced brightly. “You boys enjoy your dreaming.” She smiled as she kissed Dustin and left the room.

“As exciting as this is, I think I’ll join her.” Heather stated.

______The rest of the party went smoothly. Abigail made sure to keep her distance from Bob. Which was unfortunate because she realized Heather was a wonderful person. How in the world had someone like her wound up married to… HIM/i>

“I recognize that look.” Broke her out of her revere.

______Abigail turned to see Madeline. She was a busty brunette with a natural sexuality that made Abigail feel self conscious.

“What look?”

“The murder eyes at Bob.”

Abigail gave an unconvincing shake of her head. “I wasn’t making murder eyes at him.”

“Oh, trust me…” She laughed. “most women make those eyes at him…” Then she leaned over and whispered, “Once he’s fucked them.”

“I didn’t fuck him.” Abigail whispered in a frightened tone.

“No, me either.” She laughed but still tried to keep it quiet.

Abigail chewed her lip a moment in thought. “Why’re you not mad at him?”

“I was.” She nodded before taking a drink from a cocktail she’d been nursing. “…I was furious with him. AND myself. I felt guilty as hell. You know?” Abigail nodded in return. “What about my husband? What do I tell him? And then that son of a bitch left me for his fucking secretary!” She whispered. “Can you believe that shit?” She took another sip of her drink. “So, now, I look forward to my visits from Bob.”

______Abigail shook her head. Dustin wouldn’t do that to her. He loved her. Unless… She looked at Bob again. What if Dustin found out about Bob?

“How do you make him stop?”

“Ooof. Uh, I usually hold on til he cums and the Bob train finally stops.” Abigail looked at her in horror. Madeline shrugged. “Then I pass out.”

“You’re not angry?”

Madeline shrugged again. “Not anymore… I mean, he’s so aggressive he can be a little scary. But he’s never hurt me… And he’s really good at it.” She smiled as she took another drink.

Abigail was pensive for several minutes. Wanting to have the strength NOT to ask… “How good?” She blurted out.

Madeline laughed. “The first time I had asked him over to install my dryer. He’d said he knew how and Spencer, my husband, was shit around the house. So I decided to take Bob up on it. I wore a pair of tight little jean shorts and a tank with no bra.” She smiled.

“You were trying to tease him?”

Madeline pointed at her with her drink in hand. “In my defense, I didn’t know Bob was gonna say “fuck it” to every social mores our society was built upon.”

Abigail laughed before covering her mouth. “I’m sorry. It’s not funny.”

Madeline’s eyebrows rose. “No, it is. I came like a freight train.”

“What happened?”

“He got the dryer connected. Tested it. Then bent me over the dryer. I fought him. Tried to kick him.”

______Abigail cringed.

“You didn’t fight back?”

“I…” She had to collect her thoughts. “I was confused. He moved so fast. He had me in the closet on my knees before I even knew what was happening.”

“He made you suck it?” Madeline looked almost excited.

Abigail put her hand on Madeline’s left wrist. “It’s not something to be happy about.” Abigail looked around to make sure no one else was listening. “…He gagged me with it.”

“I bet.”

“No. -Intentionally-.”

Madeline looked concerned. “Did it hurt?”

Abigail licked her lips in thought. “No… But he kept doing it.” She gave a small rather sinful grin. “It made me wet.”

“Ohhhh ho ho. It was good?” Madeline smiled.

“Yeah… What about yours?”

She shrugged. “He tore my shorts down. I wasn’t wearing any panties. And then he did something that made me squeal and hold REEEAAL still.”

“What?”

“He ran his tongue up my slit and dipped his tongue into my butt.”

“oh.”

“My husband NEVER touched my butt. He hadn’t licked me in years. And suddenly my rapist neighbor is licking my ass and started eating me from behind.” Madeline shook her head and took another sip while Abigail started to feel a little warm. “I almost came right then but once he saw I was nice and wet. He slid his huge cock into me. –Then-…” She pointed with her finger again. “Then, I came.”

“But he kept going?”

Madeline nodded. “…How many times did you cum?”

“Just the one.” She said as she felt a little guilty admitting it.

Madeline looked closely at her. “How was it?” She inquired.

“I didn’t know I liked it rough.” She covered her mouth as soon as she said it.

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______Abigail made Dustin handle chasing everyone off after the party. While she went and took a shower. Dustin had locked up the house and doused the lights by the time she was done.

“Well, that was fun. Huh?” He said as she entered the bedroom.

“Uh huh.” She replied as she dried her hair with a towel.

“Did you have fun?”

“Um, yeah.” She said as she took off her robe and climbed into bed.

______Normally she wore a large T-shirt to bed but tonight she was completely nude. She crawled to him and gave him a deep kiss. Dystin gently held the back of her head to keep the kiss going. But he gave a loud moan when he felt her hand grip his cock.

Abigail broke the kiss. “I want to suck your dick.” She whispered.

______Dustin nodded like an idiot.

“And I want you to make me gag on it.”

Dustin shook his head. A lot. “Wait. What?”

______Abigail had decided that one of the things she could do to make herself feel better about what happened with Bob. Was to get her husband to do it. She released his cock to pull the covers back. Then she grabbed and squeezed him again.

Leaning next to his ear she whispered, “I want you to stick this huge motherfucker so deep in my throat that I gag on it.” She could feel his cock becoming even harder.

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT!” Is what he thought. “Uh huh.” is what he said.

______She slid down his body and smoothly took his cock into her mouth. Dustin took a few minutes to enjoy the steady sensation of her mouth before taking a more controlling grip of her head. He pulled her down slowly until,

“Ghrk.”

______He noted that she had about half of him in her mouth. “Not bad.” He thought. He backed her off an inch and slipped her up and down his cock a few moments before pulling her back down and holding her there.

“Ghrk. Hrnk. Grhp. Ghrk.”

______Then he slid her back once more. Abigail didn’t fight. She gave several nods of approval throughout the whole experience. Keeping eye contact with him as he abused her throat. Dustin kept moving her down. Holding her gagging head against him for longer and longer stretches of time. Until eventually it happened.

______Abigail gagged, swallowed and shifted her head at the same time and suddenly all ten inches of Dustin’s cock slid into her throat. She was elated as she shimmied her mouth left to right against the base of his dick. And Dustin was,

“OH, JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!” As his head fell back on the pillow.

______He looked up to find he was quickly sliding Abi’s head up down the last six inches of his cock. Ending with him grinding his hips into her face each time. He didn’t even know he was doing that. He heard Abi give her telltale squeal of an orgasm as he used her.

“Fuck. You’re really getting off on this.” He said.

“Mmhm,mmhm,mmhm.” She nodded quickly as he continued to force his way through her throat.

______A moment later, Dustin screamed his release. Abigail did her best to swallow the biggest load she’d ever seen him produce. There was so much of it, that it overflowed her mouth. She forced herself to his base just so it wouldn’t make even more of a mess. Feeling his cock pulse inside her neck made her so wet she had to start rubbing her clit. She kept sucking him long after his hands fell away from her. She went on sucking until she found her own release. When she was done Dustin reached down and pulled her into a cuddle.

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______It wasn’t too long before Heather left Bob. The guy was sticking it into so much punani, that a French man would’ve had trouble covering it up. Heather found out about “some” of them, and moved her and the kids in with her mother.

______Bob took it hard but worked through it like a man. Translation: He forced his way onto four women at work that first week.

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______Monday: Bob was eating his lunch in the breakroom when Beryl walked in.

“Hey, Bob.” She said as she walked to the refrigerator.

______He noticed she was wearing a light tank top and tight running shorts. She walked to the refrigerator bent over and pulled out a bottle of water. She was only about two feet from him when she did that. It had almost looked like she was sticking her ass in his face. But even Bob realized he was just exaggerating because Heather had left. Beryl was a Lesbian. Like, proud of her long time girlfriend, Lesbian.

“Hey, Beryl. Going running?”

“Yeah, just getting my water.” She smiled.

______She sipped from the bottle and put the cap back on before setting it down on the counter. Then she put her right foot on the counter. Straightened her leg and bent over real far as she touched her toe. By this point her maneuvering had placed her ass, which was now threatening to attack Bob, about a foot from his face.

“Must be ovulating.” He thought.

______Beryl stretched deeper and gave a small moan. Bob wiped his mouth with a napkin. Dropped it on his plate and stood up. It was one short step to grab Beryl’s left breast while his right hand slipped into the front of her shorts.

“Whatthefuck!?”

______Her leg had come down the moment Bob’s finger slid along the slit of her vagina.

“Hush.” He commanded.

______She actually complied without a whimper. Bob put this down to the fact that she was very wet. “Definitely ovulating.” He thought. “…Fuck it.”

______He bent her over the counter before tugging her shorts down to her knees. She gasped.

“Bob? We can’t do this here.” She whispered.

______Bob pulled out his cock and slid it along her slit to get it wet.

“Damn it. Are you listening?”

______He slid himself all the way in.

“OhhhhhWohhhah.”

______Bob began a good hard pounding of Beryl’s horney little pussy.

“You’re… Ah!… MMMMmmmmMMmmmMM ung… get us fired.”

______A few minutes later, Bob worried that she had hurt herself. Beryl slammed herself down on the counter with a furious kind of whine. But because the microwave was there her right cheek was mashed against it. Beryl reached back with both hands to grab each of his. Bob had a hold of her hips and was still pounding into her. He watched a few more orgasmic quakes thrash the girl before he grunted and pulled her tight against him.

“Fuck! – Shit! – Damn! – Mother! – Fuckin! – Yes!” He said in time to each jet he sent into Beryl’s salivating uterus.

______Beryl spun to grab a chair and put her hands on the seat. This caused her shoulders to be lower than her hips. Bob thought that was a bad idea and would’ve said so except?

She looked over her shoulder at him and whined, “More?”

“Aw shit.”

______Bob started pumping into her again.

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______Tuesday: Bob showed up early for work. He no longer had to stay at home waiting for the time to take the kids to school. As he walked past the smokers table near the garage he saw Isabelle sitting there. She worked in accounting but it would be another hour before those people showed up. {So, what the hell is she doing here?} He thought.

Bob walked over. “Isabel? You, OK?”

She gave him a bright smile. “Yeah! I just got here early and realized I left my badge at home.”

______Bob laughed. Their building required a pass card to get the doors open. Every employee had one.

“Can you badge me in?” She smiled with hope in her eyes.

“Yeah.” He nodded. “But it’s against the rules. So, you’re going to have to pay me.”

“Oh yeah?” She smiled as they walked to the stairwell access. “How much?”

“We’ll discuss it in the stairwell.” Bob smiled as he opened the door for her.

“Thanks.” She smiled as she walked in.

______Isabelle gave a strateled cry when she felt Bob grab her neck and force her forward to the far wall of the stairwell. He didn’t slam her into it but he did use his left hand to press her against it.

“What’s wrong?!” She screamed.

Bob unfastened and began unzipping her jeans. But when he slipped his hands inside her panties, “Stop!.. Stop it!” He kept rubbing her but she was dry as a bone. “What are you doing?” She cried.

“Hush.” He commanded.

“No!” She looked over her right shoulder. “What are you doing?!”

“I’m going to fuck you.”

“I… I’ll just go back to the table!” Bob laughed and pulled her pants and panties down below her ass. “Stop it!… I thought you were a nice guy.”

“Fuck that.”

“Language!” She yelled.

“Jesus.” He shook his head.

“Language.” She said in an appalled tone.

______Bob growled in frustration. She was annoying and dry. He pushed his middle finger against the little brown crinkle of her rear. She jerked and yelped.

“You want it in the ass?”

“No.” She whined.

He slapped her right ass cheek. “Then stick your ass out.”

______She gave a small whimper but stuck her rear out as far as she could. Bob had to give up on getting her wet. Instead he rummaged through her purse. She was wearing it diagonally across her chest to her right. He located a small jar of Vaseline. Popping the cap he stuck two fingers in before dropping the jar.

______Bob used his clean fingers to pull his jeans and underwear out of the way. Before coating the head of his cock with the jelly. Isabelle jerked hard when she felt the head of his cock touch her nether regions.

“Hold still… AND – STICK – THAT – ASS – OUT!”

She stuck her rear back towards him. “Please don’t do this.” He began to spread her open with his cock. “AHH! Please Bob. I’m married.”

“Yeah, well, I’m almost divorced.”

He pushed farther. She yelped. “I have children… Please!” His head pushed through. She gasped. She was still incredibly tight.

He slapped her ass. “Take a breath.” He commanded.

It took her a moment but she did it. “Now, let it out.”

______She did and Bob pushed a little farther into her while she groaned. {Damn, this girl has a tight pussy.} He thought.

______Isabelle was still mashed against the wall with her head turned to the right. She was watching him over her shoulder. Bob brought his left hand down to grip her left hip. Hoping it would help pull this girl onto his cock.

“Were your kids delivered via C Section?”

She looked confused for a moment. “…No?”

Bob kept pushing into her. Which made her groan again. “Were they premature?”

“No!”

He grunted as he forced himself farther in. Isabelle moaned. “How old are they?”

She gasped a sigh while trying to figure out her infuriating rapist. “Gerome is six and Veronica is seven… Why?!”

Bob grunted along with her as he made it another inch. “Just trying to figure out why your pussy’s so damned tight.”

Bob pulled back until the tip of his cock was almost out. “Ohhhhhhhh.” She moaned in a timidly alarmed tone. Then he slid slowly back into her. “Unnnngmmm.”

“I’m. Ung!” He pushed farther in. “I’m not too tight. Ung!” He pushed again. “You’re – too – big. Ung!”

______He had about two thirds in when he slid back and slowly slid back in. At this point he decided to start stroking in and out. That should allow him to relax her a bit and open her up as they went.

______A few minutes later and he could feel her finally getting moist. She pushed herself away from the wall far enough to rest her elbows on the wall with her hands extending up it. This gave her room to hang her head. Bob’s manipulation was finally having an effect on her. She caught herself wiggling her ass as he slid into her. But all she could do was moan in self loathing.

______A few minutes later Bob had opened her up to the point that he could get all of his cock into her. Isabelle’s moans continued. When he saw drool drip from her mouth to the floor. He decided to keep things slow. It seemed to be working for her.

“…fuuuck…” She whispered so quietly he almost missed it.

______Her moans started coming faster. While her ass began to shimmy more with shorter breaks between. He forced himself to keep fucking her slow. A few minutes later, her ass shook like mad. She wailed and came so hard that Bob could feel it drench his balls.

“Fuck – yes.” Bob stated as he picked up the pace enough to hear his hips slap against her rear.

______Isabelle grunted with Bob each time their bodies collided. A few strokes later and he launched a salvo of sperm into her that felt like victory. Bob was still trying to catch his breath but even he couldn’t miss how Isabelle appeared to be on the verge of passing out. He braced himself against the wall with his right hand. While wrapping his left around her. Making sure to Keep her pinned against him.

______She almost hit her head on the wall as she blacked out. Bob’s arm being the only thing keeping her from falling to the floor.

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______Wednesday: Bob is being chewed out by the Company’s CFO, Kitty Munz. Pronounced; Moonts. Shut up. It’s German.

“Where – are – those – reports?!” The fiery little redhead yelled.

Bob rubbed his brow. He sighed. Then, “Being collected for their delivery to you on – Friday.” He emphasised.

______One of the nice things about being an aggressive bastard? You only take shit from cops. Again with the judgement? They earned it! It’s a dangerous fucking job, man.

“I need that data!” She yelled and hit her desk to punctuate her frustration.

______As angry as Bob was, he was having a hard time ignoring her breasts. She was wearing an emerald green satin blouse. Dark blue skirt with a black belt and the whole ensemble was doing nothing to downplay her ample cleavage.

“And you will have them on Friday. Which is when you said you needed them.”

She stormed off to her right. “God! Damn it!” She screamed at the wall.

“Has something changed?”

She looked back at him with daggers in her eyes. “The only thing that’s going to change, is the head of Marketing!”

______(-Director- of Marketing: Bob.)

“OhKay.” He said in a comical whiny tone.

______Bob stood up and walked to her.

She screamed, “Sit – the – fuck – down!!!” As she pointed to his chair.

______Bob grabbed her and forced her to the floor. Kitty swung a left cross. Connecting with his chin but Bob rolled with it. Pinning both of her hands with his left, he began to hike up her skirt.

“You worthless piece if shit!” She yelled as her left knee came up in an attempt to crush his groin.

______Bob swung his pelvis to the left so she only connected with a graze to his hip. He unfastened his pants and pulled out his cock.

“I’m going to cut your cock off – BOB!” He pulled her pantiees to the side and pushed in to the hilt. “OHHH….you…” She was soaking wet. “You motherfucker…” Bob began fucking her. “Worthless… fuckin…” He intertwined his finger with hers. “Ung… ung… knew you were… ah… stupid… …fuck yes…”

He thrusted harder. “Yeah… Yeah… More.” She whined as she started meeting his thrusts with her own. “…Harder. …Harder. …Harder, baby… …Please! Harder!” She begged as her hips sped up.

______Bob changed his grip so her knees were now elevated by his elbows. While he supported himself with his hands on the floor next to her. He started slamming into her as hard as he could. Kitty took two fistfulls of his lapels to hold him in place.

“Yes! Yes, baby! Yes! Tear – that – shit – up!” She gritted out.

______She only stopped screaming at him when she was screaming out an orgasm. When she was working up to her fourth, Bob could feel his balls starting to churn.

“Oh fuck.” He said.

She heard him. “Do it, baby! Do it! Fill me with that shit!”

______He kept plowing her with what little stamina he had left while round after round left his cock. Thankfully it was enough to get her off again. Her orgasmic scream filled the office. They both slumped to the floor as they caught their breath.

______Bob felt her hand at the back of his head. Stroking his hair. He pulled his head back far enough to look at her.

“Are you OK?”

She laughed. Giving a slight shake of the head.. “Uhhh, no.” She ended with a sad smile.

“What’s wrong?AND don’t give me some bullshit about “I just raped you.” We both know you needed it. What happened?”

She chewed on her lip for a second before looking away. “…My mom has cancer.” She stated before looking back at him.

“…Aw fuck.” Bob and Kitty had worked together for about five years. So, he knew she’d lost her husband to cancer just three years ago. “I’m sorry, Kitty.”

“For raping me?” She smiled an optimistic Smile.

“No.” He shook his head. “No, you earned that.”

She frowned. “Not sure how successful that defense is going to be in court.”

“Depends on the Judge.”

______She laughed just before he leaned in and kissed her. He held her for another thirty minutes before she was ready to get up and get on with her day. He made sure to check on her near the end of the day.

“You OK?” He asked as he walked into her office.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.” She smiled from behind her desk.

He squinted at her. “That’s bullshit. Isn’t it?” Her smile faltered before she nodded. “Life is not a movie, Kitty. There’s no reason to be a cliche.” She laughed and nodded. “Now, come on. Let’s go get some dinner.”

“Alright.” She laughed again before grabbing her purse and following him out.

______The night did not end with sex. Bob was a piece of shit but even he had his limits. They talked over dinner. Most of it consisted of her venting about God and what a prick he was. After dinner he brought her back to work to get her car. Where they kissed again but mostly he held her for another thirty minutes. Until she was ready to go home. Bob spent the night alone. Again.

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______Thursday: (HR office) “Please be seated.” Allison, his HR Rep, stated as she motioned to the chair in front of her desk. Before closing the door.

______Bob had already had his “Aw fuck” moment when she’d pulled him from his office. He took the seat and waited for her to start. Alpha Males do NOT volunteer information. So, he was determined to give none until she asked a question.

“Bob, we’ve had a complaint against you.” She said a few moments after she sat in her chair.

“Alright.”

She smiled. “You don’t have any questions?”

He smiled back. “You haven’t told me anything, yet.”

She nodded. “It’s a sexual harassment complaint.”

“Bullshit.”

She shook her head. “Nope. It’s true. WELL, their complaint is true, I mean.”

“Annnnd what are they claiming?”

“That you assaulted them.”

Bob made a face. “Can you be more specific?”

She shook her head. “I asked you here to get your side of it.”

“Side of what?” He shrugged. “I’ve never assaulted anyone.”

“Uh huh.”

Bob leaned forward with a slightly vicious smile. “Do you have any proof?”

Allison actually looked frustrated. “Not – yet.”

“Uh huh.”

“This is serious, Bob. We all know what you’re capable of.”

“Really?” He smiled.

“Yes. Really. You smug prick.”

“Who lodged the complaint?”

“I’m not telling you that!”

Bob showed her a huge predatory smile as he stood up. “I really don’t like it when women tell me “no,” Allison.”

______Before she could do anything, he had rushed around her desk. Then forced her to bend over it by pulling her arm behind her back.

“No! Stop! Stop, Bob!”

He pulled her panties down to her knees. “You’re going to tell me what I want to know.”

“I can’t!” She said as she started crying. She felt him slide his finger up her slit. “Bob, Please! Please stop.” He kept her pinned as he squatted down and ran his tongue over her clitorus. “Ohhhh. NO! No, Bob. I’m married. I… I… I’ll report this to the cops!”

He stood up and confidently unfastened his pants. “You want your husband to know you got raped in your office?”

He nodded as he pulled out his cock. “Because… You know? I’m gonna make sure he knows how much you came.”

______Allison’s expression turned to one of horror as she started shaking her head. Then her mouth fell open as her eyes became huge. Bob was MUCH bigger than her husband. Her forehead fell to the top of her desk as he slid inside of her.

______Bob waited until his entire length was in her. Then he raised her head with a fistful of hair.

“Who – lodged – the complaint?”

She shook her head. “No.”

______He nodded and shrugged to himself. He gripped her hips and began to slam into her hard and fast. Allison grabbed the edge of her desk. She could hear the loud smacking as his hips rammed into her cheeks. Over and over again. She gritted her teeth hoping he couldn’t keep up this pace.

______But Bob DID keep it up. And he was determined to make this bitch cum or spill her guts before he stopped. Sweat began to cause his grip to slip, so he grabbed her skirt and bunched it up. That way he could use it like a belt around her. Which gave him great control over her movement. Now he was able to slam into her even harder.

It was several minutes before she finally begged him, “Please… I can’t take much more…”

“Who complained?” He asked but did not slow down.

“I… I can’t.” She shook her head.

______He had to slow his pace because of the change of position. But he managed to pull her head back with his left hand while his right went to her crotch. It wasn’t long before she screamed an orgasm. Bob quickly put his left hand over her mouth.

“Who?!”

She shook her head.

______He fucked as hard as he could while still rubbing her clit.

______She screamed again.

“Who?!”

______She shook her head again.

______They continued this way for another eight orgasmic screams from Allison. Though she had lost count.

“Who?!!”

She finally nodded. He let go of her mouth while she rested her head on her desk. “I lied.”

He stood up. “…W… What?”

She struggled to look back at him. “Janice said she heard you fucking Kitty. And I heard Beryl talking about what you did in the break room.” Bob slouched and shook his head at her. “I just wanted to scare you.” Bob nodded now.

“Well, that was smart.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Not yet you’re not.”

When Bob pulled out of her, “What’re you going to do?” She asked.

He sat in her chair and rolled it a small distance back from her. “Come here.” When she turned to face him he immediately commanded, “Kneel.”

______Allison nodded as she dropped to her knees. She wasn’t rushed but she didn’t wait for him to tell her what he expected. She leaned forward and began to take his cock into her mouth. She never made eye contact with him. Looking at the tear streaks on her cheeks he thought that was acceptable. She gave him a few bobs on his dick before slowly taking him down to the root.

______She continued to give him long deep plunges until she felt his hips begin to move. She picked up her pace until his thrusts became stronger and then she started going at him like she wanted it.

______It wasn’t long before Bob blew up in her mouth. He didn’t have to hold her to him. She forced her face as tight against him as she could. While his cock kicked and spasmed in her throat. When she was sure he was empty. She let him slip from her mouth. He put his cock away and refastened his pants.

“Now, in the future, I hope you won’t try to scare me.”

______She finally looked at him and nodded.

______With his own nod, Bob stood up and left her office. Making sure to lock and close the door behind him. He didn’t hear Allison crying after the door closed.

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______Friday: Bob walked into his office long before anyone else in the company had shown up. He turned on the light in the Breakroom for the early birds and headed to his office. He was very surprised when he hit the lights in his office only to find Isabelle sitting on his couch waiting for him. When he realized she did NOT have a gun, he relaxed a bit. Then turned and locked the door.

______She looked upset. Like she was about to cry. He took a moment to choose his words. “How may I help?”

She gave several small shakes of her head as she licked her lips. “I uh…” More head shaking. “I tried to have sex with my husband.”

Bob nodded. “That’s… usually a good thing.” He said slowly.

She shook her head harder this time and laughed. “No…”

“What happened?”

“Uh, nothing. Actually. He got on top. Stuck it in. And rammed it into me for about six minutes before he…” She obviously couldn’t say it because she was nodding while looking at him with her hand moving in circles. “…Then he rolled off and fell asleep.” She ended with a shrug.

“Ohhh, thank God.” As he dropped his things and sat in the chair closest to her.

“Thank God!?” She almost yelled.

“Yeah.” He nodded. “I thought you were going to say he accused you of cheating…”

“I –DID– cheat!”

“No. I raped you. It’s totally different.”

She looked confused. “…Bu… I enjoyed it.” She whispered.

“That doesn’t matter.” Bob shook his head. “I didn’t give you a choice. Ergo, Rape.” He could tell that hadn’t occurred to her. “Wait. If he didn’t accuse you. Then why are you here?”

“Umm.” She shrugged. “I guess I’m here to be raped again?”

Bob laughed. “You know, THIS will be adultery?”

“I don’t care. You put more effort into making me feel good than Carter has in our ten years of marriage. I’ve given him two beautiful children. I work a good job. I cook and clean. And I’d be fine with all of that. I was raised to do ALL of that. But all I ever asked was that he be employed and care about me. Last night just showed me that he really doesn’t. So.., please… rape me again.”

______Bob shrugged and nodded as he blew a big gust of air from his mouth. He nodded to himself and stood up. He took off his polo shirt and tossed it on the arm of the couch. Before taking Isabelle’s hand to help her to her feet. She appeared very nervous.

“You sure you want to do this?”

______She nodded in reply as she bit her lip.

He nodded back. “Alright.” He smiled.

______He tugged her shirt over her head and set it next to his. She had small breasts and didn’t look to be in the habit of wearing brassieres. She gasped as he gently slipped her left nipple into his mouth. After a moment he smoothly moved to give her a gentle kiss. Bob unfastened her jeans before easing her into sitting on the couch again.

______He removed her shoes and socks. Then tugged her jeans and panties off of her. She had a nervous tremble to her that Bob found erotically adorable. He smiled again as he laid her down on the couch at a slight angle. He eased her legs apart and kissed the inside of her right thigh.

“What’re you doing?” She asked in a frightened tone.

He gave a small laugh. “It will feel good… I promise.”

She shook her head. “I’ve never… Carter’s never…”

“It’s OK. Grab the armrest above your head…” She looked and reached over her head to grip the armrest of the couch. Then she looked back at him. “Now, just try to relax.”

______She nodded as she bit her lip.

______He smiled and kissed the inside of her left thigh. He nipped the tendon in her right hip.

“Oh!” She squeaked.

______Then he licked the right side of her vagina. Over the same tendon, from bottom to top.

“Hmmm?”

______He nipped her left tendon. She jumped a little. Then hummed again as he ran a lick from the left side over that same tendon til he hit the top. THEN he ran a slow broad stroke with his tongue from the bottom of her pussy to the top.

Isabelle closed her eyes and gasped as her back arched. “Oooohhhhhh.”

______Bob gently circled her clit. Which got him a few small hip thrusts from her. He slid his tongue in as deep as he could. She gave him a lovely gasp. He knew he couldn’t hit her G spot but it still would feel nice. He gently chewed her labia. Moving only when it seemed she had become accustomed to it. Bob spent several minutes exploring her groin.

______When Isabelle finally seemed relaxed and ready. He started sucking and licking on her clit with a purpose. Her hands came down to grab his head. Her eyes were squeezed tight. While she gave off a keening moan and her hips were moving faster. He kept working her pussy until she finally gave him the orgasms he wanted from her. Isabelle wasn’t loud but she did produce a ridiculous amount of cum.

______He left her to recover while he took a handy wipe to wash up his face. He watched her trying to catch her breath with her eyes still shut. He removed his shoes, pants and underwear. She opened her eyes when she heard him pull down his zipper.

______When he tugged down his drawers and stood up, {Did she just lick her lips?} He thought.

______He approached her knowing she was more than wet enough for him today. He slid between her legs and kissed her. She could feel his iron hard cock rubbing against her slit. But somehow it wasn’t frightening to her today. Bob centered his head on her entrance and pushed in. She was still very tight. But with a few retreats and re-entries, he was able to gently slide all the way into her.

______Several minutes later, he was pumping hard and she was fighting to pump back at him. Until they both blew up. Bob leaned down to kiss her as they came down from their high.

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______Abigail woke up alone and grumbled. She hated it when Dustin left her alone in bed. But it was Saturday and she knew he’d be in the garage working on that damned car. She gave a small laugh before climbing out of bed and grabbing a shower. When she was dry and had brushed her hair, she threw on a robe. Before heading to the kitchen.

______She came up short when she entered. Bob smiled at her while drinking a glass of orange juice.

“What’re you doing in my kitchen?!”

“Helping Dustin with the Impala.”

“Wh… Where is he?” She looked around.

“He went to the parts store to get a few things.” He answered as his eyes roamed over her body. “He said I could grab some juice before tearing down the valves… You look good Abi.”

She held a finger up to him. “You! Do not get to call me that!”

“Uh huh.” He smiled.

______He set the glass down on the counter just before he approached her.

“No!” She yelled as she started to back up. “No!” She yelled before turning to run.

______But Bob had her in his arms and off the ground faster than she could take a step.

“Stop! No!” She yelled and flailed but he walked her to the kitchen table and bent her over it.

______She continued to scream and call him every vile thing she could think of but Bob steadily pulled her robe up. Her panties down. Then started working his way into her. He slid in so easily, she knew she was wet. And THAT realization caused her to cry.

“Nice and hard then.” He said as he grabbed her hips.

______He started with long hard strokes. Abigail could hear his hips slap into her ass the same it had in the closet. She cried harder as she felt that memory arouse her. She had her fists clenched next to her face as she tried to stop the orgasms she felt brewing. But Bob the Bastard seemed to be able to read her like a book. He picked up his pace and she moaned against her will.

“You want it harder, baby?”

“NO! You – heartless – fucking – pig!”

______He laughed as he fucked her even faster.

______She screamed her orgasm as she came but Bob didn’t stop. A few minutes later, and she was cumming again. Bob wanted to keep it going but his own orgasm had sneaked up on him. He was almost disappointed when he pulled her hard against him and shot his first volley in. Abigail gasped. Too tired to control herself anymore. Bob came several times to the lovely gasps of Abigail.

______He propped himself on the table to catch his breath when they were done.

“Please, get off of me.” She whispered.

“Sure thing, baby.” He stood up and slapped her right ass cheek.

She looked back at him. “Don’t do that!”

He laughed. “You gonna tell me you don’t like that?” He asked then slapped her left cheek.

“Ah!” She gasped. “…I do… But you’re not the man I want doing that.”

He smiled and nodded before pulling out of her. Abigail stood up and pulled her panties up. Before going to have another shower.

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______A few days later, Bob was knocking on Madeline’s door. They’d screwed several times since her husband ran off with his secretary. But she also asked him to handle any repairs since she was, as she said, “shit with that stuff.” Madeline answered the door and her smile dropped.

“Bob?”

He smiled at her reaction. “Uh, yeah.” She looked scared. “You said you had a clogged drain in the kitchen… Remember?”

She held her hand to her forehead. “Was that today?”

“Yeah. Is now not a good time?”

“Um.” She looked behind her but no one was there. “Uh.” She said as she looked back at him.

“Who is it, Maddy?” A woman’s voice asked.

She turned to speak into the house so the woman could hear her reply, “It’s my neighbor, Bob. He’s here to fix that drain.” Bob thought she still looked really nervous when she looked at him.

Bob watched as a tall and beautiful blonde in a yoga outfit walked up behind Madeline. “What are you doing?” She asked Madeline. “Ask him to come in.”

“Heh.” Madeline laughed nervously. “Um, Bob? This is my friend Emma.” Emma smiled and extended her hand to shake Bob’s. He smiled and shook her hand. “Emma, this is Bob.” Madeline smiled. “Emma is my oldest friend.” Bob nodded in reply. “Her opinion is very important to me.” She stated in a tone that sounded odd to Emma BUT, Bob understood she was begging him not to do anything crazy.

He smiled and rubbed her upper left arm. “I understand. Now, where’s that sink?”

“Right this way.” The sound of relief, obvious in her tone.

______Madeline escorted him to the kitchen where he set down his tool bag. Then opened the cupboard doors under the sink.

“What is wrong with you?” He heard Emma ask Madeline.

______Bob began removing the items she kept stored under the sink.

“Emma, please. Not any questions until he leaves.” Madeline whispered back.

______Bob laughed a little. Madeline was acting like he was a wild animal. Which he found… rather flattering, actually.

______Bob stood up and looked at the sink. It was almost overflowing.

“Do you still have those plastic bins in the garage?” Bob asked.

“Yes. Do you want me to get them?” Madeline asked.

“Please.” He nodded. “They’re the perfect size to fit under here and catch the water when I loosen the pipe.”

______Madeline nodded and walked off toward the garage.

After a moment Emma commented, “You seem to make her nervous, Bob.” She smiled.

He laughed. “With good reason, I’m sure.” He smiled.

______Emma replied with a shocked smile.

“Here they are.” Madeline announced when she returned and handed Bob the plastic bins.

______He turned and wedged one under the trap beneath the sink and began the process of draining the sink.

“OK. What’s the deal with this guy?” Emma asked.

“Emma?!” Madeline whispered.

“Did you fuck him?” Bob could hear the smile in Emma’s whisper.

“Many times. OK? And he’s pretty fuckin uncontrollable. So, shut it.”

“…How uncontrollable?”

“Do you have a pitcher?” Bob asked in a bold voice as he stood up.

______Both women jumped.

“…For the water?” Madeline asked. He nodded with a smile. “Yeah. One sec.” She said as she walked to one of her cupboards.

______She pulled out a large plastic pitcher and handed it to Bob.

“Thank you.” He said as he turned and squatted down to ladle the water from the bin under the pipe into the other bin on the floor.

“How uncontrollable.” Emma stated more than asked.

Madeline sighed. He could almost see her looking at the ceiling.

“We’re so fucked.” He heard Madeline comment.

______Bob managed to get most of the water into the second bin so he could pull the trap off the pipe and clear the clog. He threw the clog into the trash and made sure the pipe was clear. He put it back together in a few minutes and then dumped all that water back down the pipe. But this time it actually all drained.

“All done.” He smiled at them as he stood up with the two empty bins. “You want me to put these back in the garage?”

“Yes. Thank you.” Madeline smiled nervously at him.

When he returned, the ladies had moved to sit on the couch in Madeline’s Living room. Bob walked up to them before saying, “Well that’s all done. Was there anything else you needed?”

______He watched as Madeline looked at him like she knew, that he knew, that THAT was a loaded question. But she managed to shake her head. He noticed Emma was smiling like something was funny.

“Nope. Nope, we’re good.” Madeline forced out.

“Really?” Bob shook his head. “You don’t look it.”

“Aw shit.” Madeline said as she dropped her head.

______She stood up quickly when she felt Bob lift her by her hair. He immediately pulled her into a tight french kiss.

“Hey! Wh…” Emma started but stopped when she saw Madelin grip his shoulders and lean into the kiss.

“On your hands and knees.” He ordered when he pulled back from the kiss.

______Madeline whined but turned away and got on all fours. She lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down before he had to ask. Emma was in shock. Bob got behind Madeline and pulled his cock out of his jeans.

“Uh, look. If you guys need some privacy…” Emma started.

“Sit!” Bob ordered her.

______Emma slowly sat back down on the couch and watched as Bob slid his cock into her friend. Madeline moaned when he bottomed out. Bob started a nice easy fuck until Madeline became really wet. He noticed she kept looking over at her friend. He wasn’t sure what she expected to see. When he looked at Emma she seemed to be entranced by what Bob was doing to Madeline.

“Don’t worry, Emma. You’ll get your share.”

“I can’t.” She moved her eyes from what he was doing to Madeline’s pussy to his eyes. “I’m married.”

“Uh huh.” He smiled.

______Bob returned his focus to Madeline and began to slam her harder. She instantly gave him a loud howling orgasm. He slapped her ass.

“Push back.” He ordered.

______Madeline looked over her shoulder and seemed to dig in as she started thrusting back at him. Bob kept up the fast pace. With all the sex he had, he truly was in phenomenal shape. Madeline’s rear started gyrating in every direction until she came loudly again.

______Bob was about to cum himself. He stood up quickly. Grabbed Emma by her ponytail and forced his cock into her mouth.

“Mmf. No_mf.”

______Bob used both hands to force his cock back and forth in her mouth. Emma looked for her friend but Madeline was collapsed on the floor. Then Bob exploded in her mouth. A lot of it shot out the sides of her mouth.

“Swallow it.” Bob said.

______She did but there was so much that some of it still leaked out. When he was finished, Bob controlled her head with her ponytail and began to milk his cock in front of her.

“Open your mouth.” He said when a pearl of cum appeared.

______Emma opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. He lowered the head of his cock to her mouth. Where she could suck on the tip. He continued to do that four or five times. Until he finally threw her back on the couch and pulled her yoga pants down to her ankles.

______Emma didn’t say anything as he slid between her legs and slid his cock into her.

Her head fell back with a, “Ohhhh fuuuuuuck.”

______Bob braced himself above her with his arms and began to fuck her hard. She was so wet that she almost came the minute he started. After a few minutes she did cum. Bob began to pause and give her little rolls of his hips when he hit her cervix. These little grinding digs had her cumming again after the third one.

______Emma’s body locked up as she shook through a powerful orgasm. But Bob kept fucking her hard with those grinding flexs. Emma had lost track of how many times she’d came when she suddenly felt him pull out of her.

______She opened her eyes to see Bob quickly step over to Madeline, grab her head and force his cock into her mouth. Madeline started sucking Bob’s cock like it was the best thing she’d ever had in her mouth. Emma quickly realized that Madeline must have had a lot more practice at this. She slowly took him all the way down to the base of his dick.

______Bob grunted out his orgasm as every drop shot directly into Madeline’s stomach. Unlike Emma, when Bob was done, Madeline eased him out and milked his cock herself.

Once it was all finished. Bob put his cock away. Said, “Thank you, Ladies. That was wonderful.” Then he picked up his tool bag and left.

Madeline looked at Emma. “And the next time I say shut up… Just fuckin shut up, already!” She said in a fatigued voice.

______Emma nodded even though her body was still twitching.

______After a moment of rest and thinking. Madeline became a little irritated. She sat up and looked at Emma who was still attempting to catch her breath.

“And what if you had not been into it?”

Emma looked at her. “What?”

“You intentionally prodded Bob. Even after I told you to shut up. What would’ve happened if you didn’t enjoy it?”

Emma shook her head in thought. “…I would’ve told Scott?”

Madeline’s blood went cold. Emma’s husband, Scott, could tear Bob into four equal pieces with his bare hands. “You fucking bitch!”

“What?!… I’m not gonna tell him.”

______Madeline pulled her panties off and stripped out of her dress. Emma’s eyes got big but before she could complain, Madeline had stood and grabbed her by the hair. Madeline pulled her to the floor and forced her face into her cunt.

“I could’ve lost Bob because you had to be funny?!.. Eat it, bitch!” She commanded.

“I’m sorry.” Emma muffled out as she licked Madeline.

Madeline used the woman’s ponytail to grind her face into her pussy. “All of it! Lick all of it! Get in there and you fuckin better make me cum!”

______Emma could feel herself getting wet. She raised her hands and gripped Madeline’s ass to pull her toward her. Madeline pumped her hips into Emma’s mouth. And when Emma sucked on her clit, Madeline leaned forward, bracing her arm on the back of the couch as a huge orgasm shook her so hard she almost fell.

______Emma kept clicking up her juices until Madeline forced her up onto the couch.

“Spread your fucking legs!”

______Emma complied. Madeline immediately stuck three fingers into Emma.

“OH!”

“Shut up!”

______Madeline leaned forward and sucked on Emma’s clit, REAL hard.

“Fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.” Emma’s hips were out of control.

______Madeline stuffed in a fourth finger.

“FUCK!!!” Emma screamed as she grabbed Madeline’s hand.

Madeline stroked her G spot hard with her fingers as her thumb played hell with her clit. “So, you think you’re funny? Let’s see how funny it is when you’re getting fisted?”

“What!?”

______Madeline worked the tip of her thumb in to begin stretching her. Then leaned down and started sucking hard on Emma’s clit again. Emma grabbed her head and tried to bronco Madeline off of her. Madeline placed her left hand on Emma’s stomach to hold her still. While her right hand forced its way into her oldest friend.

Madeline twisted her hand clockwise and back and would only stop sucking long enough to ask a question. “How you like it, bitch?”

______Emma couldn’t speak. The best she could manage with the constant orgasms was a shake of the head and some blasphemous gibberish. Eventually Madeline got her hand in.

“OOOOHHHHHhhhhhh.” Emma spouted as she came up off the back of the couch.

______She slowly lowered back down as Madeline made a fist and pushed into her with a malicious smile.

“Arh.. urf… gah…” Emma uttered.

______Her body continued to quiver and shake while Madeline slow fisted her pussy for the first time in her life. Madeline reached up and pinched her right nipple. Not too hard. Emma tried to arch her back but her body wasn’t responding so well.

“Fu… Mad… uh… ah…”

______Madeline continued to torture her friend until she felt better. Once she felt Emma had been through enough. She pulled her hand back to Emma’s opening.

“Now… The next time I tell you to shut, the – fuck, up. What’re you gonna do?”

“I’mgonnashutup.” Emma gasped. “I’mgonnashutup.” She nodded.

“Goooood.” Madeline smiled as she slowly extricated her hand from her friend.

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______One Monday morning, Bob was just getting started for the day when Beryl walked into his office. It had been a few weeks since they’d been together. He noticed she looked worried.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

She shrugged and closed the door behind her. “Is it OK if I sit?”

“Yeah. Of course.” He motioned to a chair in front of his desk.

She sat there for several minutes before he finally asked. “Beryl, baby, you gotta tell me what’s wrong.”

She looked at him. Took a breath and said, “I’m pregnant.”

“OK.” He nodded.

She pulled back like she was looking down her nose at him. “OK?”

He shrugged. “What did you think I would say?”

She shook her head. “I… kinda thought you’d start off with “Is it mine.”

He laughed and shook his head. “No…” Then he seemed to have an idea. “Is it your girlfriend’s?”

Beryl laughed, which seemed to help. “I wish…” She looked at him again. “I’m gonna have to tell her.”

Bob nodded. “What do you need from me?”

“Oh!” She leaned back and pointed at him. “So, you’re Mr. Dependable, now?”

He grimaced. “Mm about 95% of the time.”

She laughed. “I guess that’ll have to do.”

“What do you think she’s going to say?”

“Uhhhh. I – think – she’s going to kick my two timing ass out on the street.” She gave an insincere smile.

“Do you have anyone you can stay with if she does?” Beryl shook her head. “You can stay with me?”

She laughed. “I don’t like fucking men.”

“You’ll get used to it.”

“Fuck you.” She shook her head.

“Do you have a better option?”

“You mean other than providing you with free pussy?”

“Yeah.” He nodded.

“Not right now. I’d have to quit my job here and move back home.”

He nodded. “Then you can stay with me until something better comes along.”

“I can pay rent?”

“I’m sorry, Beryl. I like fucking you. That’s your rent.”

She sighed. “Fuck, I hope she forgives me.”

“You can tell her I attacked you?.. I did. You know?”

“…I may have to.” She whined.

Bob shrugged. “Then do that.”

“You sure?”

Bob laughed. “Yeah. It’ll be fine.”

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______Bob got home from work to the sound of something getting slammed around from Madeline’s backyard next door. He rushed into his yard to make sure she was OK. Only to find her in a tiny red bikini. Moving pool furniture around.

______Bob laughed loud enough for her to stop what she was doing to look at him.

“What’s so funny?” She asked as she struck a pose with her right hand on her hip.

“Not a thing.” He smiled with a shake of his head. “You need a hand?”

“Yes – I – do.” She gave a devilish grin.

He nodded and walked around to her yard entrance gate. Once he got to her, he asked, “Where do you want these?” He asked. Motioning to the furniture.

“They’re fine where they are.”

He gave an exaggerated nod. “So, the noise and the…” He pinched her right nipple. “Exceptional – bathing suit. Was just to get me over here?” She bit her lip and nodded. He looked around. “Is this a setup?”

“Nope.” She shook her head in a rather sexy motion. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“Absolutely.” He whispered.

“Have you… ever had a woman’s ass?” She asked nervously ending with another bite of her lip.

He smiled. “What brought this on?”

Madeline shrugged. “I’ve just been thinking about it a lot recently.”

He squinted. “Why?”

She shook her head in thought. “Um… I was talking with friends and it came up. I’ve never done it but they said IF you try it it has to be with someone you trust…”

______Bob laughed.

“Shut up.” She hit him lightly. “And as crazy as you are…” He nodded several times. “You’re kinda the only person I trust.” She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. “Do you?.. Want to try it?.. With me?”

He shrugged. “You DO have a great ass, Madeline…”

“Thank you.” She interrupted.

He laughed again. “OK. So how do we do this?”

“Alright. Well, first!” She put her hands on his chest. “We go slow. I know you normally like to go hard and fast. But I really need you to take it as slow as you can.”

“I can do that.”

“So we take out your cock.” She paused to unfasten and tug down his slacks and briefs. “Then we put a coating of baby oil on it.” She stated as she took a bottle and ran a line of the oil down the shaft of his cock. Before smearing it all over his dick with a motion that looked like a hand job. “Now, when you start pushing into me. You’ll feel resistance. Just bounce back and forth a little until you can get it in deeper. You keep doing that until your in and then it’s just like fucking.”

“Sounds simple.”

She nodded and turned toward the double recliner she was going to use for this. At the last minute she turned quickly back to him. “BUT, fuck me slowly. I, I’m not sure how much I can take yet.”

He smiled again. “I’ll go slow. I promise.”

“OK… Cool.” She stated, with a large amount of trepidation.

______Then she took a deep breath, let it out. Then pushed her bottoms to the ground and kicked them away before laying down on the cushioned recliner. She stuffed a long round pillow under her hips so her rear was sticking up in the air.

______Bob tugged off his pants, underwear and socks. Before climbing on top of her. Once he was between her legs he nestled his cock against her sphincter. He half expected her to jump but she lay there with her eyes closed. She had taken a firm grip of the top wooden edge of the recliner. But aside from that she appeared to be calm.

______Bob knew better. She had just the faintest of quivers traversing her body. He braced his hands to either side of her shoulders and pushed his hips forward. He could just feel her starting to open up. Barley. He pushed harder and she grimaced. A little more and she whined. He backed up and eased back in. He didn’t hear any sounds from Madeline but he did see her chewing her upper lip. He continued with his slow but persistent intrusion over the next ten minutes. Until he finally felt himself get sucked in.

“Oh.” They said in unison.

Madeline was looking over her shoulder at him “I thought it would be more painful.”

“Me too, actually.”

______She nodded in reply. He pushed in slowly. Madeline’s head tilted as her face held a noncommittal expression. Bob’s eyes rolled back in his head. He’d never felt anything like it. Every millimeter of his dick seemed to be held in a tight but not constricting grip. He pulled back slowly. Madeline licked her lips before resting her forehead on the lounger. Bob slid back in. Madeline moaned.

“Holy shit, Maddy.”

She looked at him. “Is it good?”

“Ha ha heh uh YES! Yes, it is very good.”

______She smiled just before Bob couldn’t help himself. He began to pump her faster.

“Ah! Ah! Easy, baby. Not too fast.”

“Sorry. Sorry. Shit. It’s just so damned tight.” He said before he leaned forward and kissed her.

______She moaned into the kiss while Bob tried very hard to keep things slow. “Oh fuck.” She said as she broke the kiss. Her body shook and Bob recognized one of Madeline’s little orgasms running through her.

______He did his best to keep it slow but every few minutes his hips would get away from him. She would let him run with it for a moment. Holding on to the lounger like a life line. But eventually she would beg him to slow down again. When he did, that seemed to be what was causing her to climax. The thought of selfish ass Bob, fighting his urges to make sure she was OK. And then she’d cum.

______They kept fucking until it was almost dark. From what Bob could tell, her sphincter was so tight that it was acting like a cockring. Helping him to hold off his own orgasm. They were taking a break. Bob trying to catch his breath/control himself. While he rubbed Madeline’s right ass cheek.

“How much longer do you think you can hold it for?” She asked as sweat ran off her in rivulets.

He shook his head. “I’m not sure.”

She nodded. “Best to just…” He looked at her. “You know? Get it finished?”

“You sure?.. It’s gonna be rough.”

She licked her lips. Not at all looking sure. Then she nodded. “I’m a big girl. I’ll live.” She smiled.

______He leaned forward and kissed her again. She took another firm grip of the lounger’s edge as Bob pulled back. Then he began to fuck her at their normal slow pace. Slowly building faster and faster. By the time he was slapping into her rear, Madeline was yelling into the lounger cushion. It only took a minute or two before Bob shot a massive load into Madeline. Their exclamations were guttural and loud.

______They both gasped as Bob launched several shots of cum into her guts. Until he collapsed on top of her and passed out.

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______It was late and most of the company had gone home already. But Bob was in his office working late when he heard the door close. When he looked up he saw what looked like a very pissed of little lesbian. Ragged, torn blue jeans. An old “Runaways” T-shirt. Combat boots. And a short black pixie haircut. She looked like she was the font man for a lesbian rock band name “Dyke.” Beautiful and – really – fuckin angry.

“How may I help you?” Bob smiled.

“You knocked up my fuckin girlfriend!!!”

“So, you’d be Zoe?” Bob stated matter of factly.

“You motherfucker!” She screamed.

______As she drew a lock blade knife and charged around his desk to stab him. Bob stood, grabbed her arm and pulled it across his stomach. While putting his leading foot in front of her. Thereby forcing her into an arm bar. In this position he could break her elbow. Applying a little less pressure it was just a matter of a few moments before she dropped the knife.

“Ow! You fucking prick!”

“You tried to stab me.” Bob smiled.

“I’m sure I’m not the first!”

“Heh heh. That’s true, actually. What did Beryl tell you?”

“You sayin she’s lyin?!”

“Well, I don’t know. What’d she say?” He kept smiling.

Zoe took a breath. “She said you attacked her in the breakroom.”

“And she fought very hard to stop me?”

She forced herself to look at him. “A real man wouldn’t have touched her!”

He laughed. “Whatever. Here’s what you and I are – gonna – do.”

______He forced her to turn and face his desk. Keeping her arm extended. He took a big fist full of the longer hair on top of her head and pulled it back.

“Ow! Fucker.”

______He took his leg from in front of her and bent her over his desk.

“You see where I’m going with this?” He whispered in her ear.

“Fuck you.”

“Exactly… You see, I’m going to keep that knife. The one with your prints on it?” He gave her a moment but she didn’t say anything. He shook her head. “The one with your prints – on – it?!”

“OK! Yeah! I got it.”

“So if the cops show up – EVER – I’m gonna tell em you wanted to fuck and then pulled a knife on me. Claiming it would look like revenge for me raping you.”

______He shook her head again.

“I – completely – understand – your – foolproof – plan… you smug piece of shit.” She muttered under her breath.

“Good. Now, I’m going to let you go and you’re going to behave yourself. Or I’m going to torque this arm…” He wiggled her left arm that he’d been holding out to the side. “Up behind your back so far, it will pop out of it’s fucking socket. Do you understand?” He asked in a very kind tone of voice.

She sighed, “I understand.”

______He let her go. She looked at him like she wanted to kill him but instead flexed her elbow to ease the pain.

“The desk.” He pointed.

______She grumbled but bent over putting her hands on top of the desk. He unfastened her jeans. Quickly sliding his hand into her panties.

“Fuck man!” She stood up.

“What!?” He demanded as he took another grip of her hair.

“A little fucking warning, maybe?!”

______He forced her to look at him as he began to work his finger in and out of her. She was very dry but even as pissed off as she was, she got moist after a few moments of his manipulation. She grimaced throughout his manipulation. When she was wet enough he pushed in even farther to try to hit her G spot.

“Fuck man! You gonna stick your whole hand in?!”

“Did you want me to?”

“NO.” She answered quickly in an incredulous tone.

______Then her mouth fell open and she closed her eyes.

“Uh uh. You look at me.”

“Oh you motherfucker.” She shook her head at him when she opened her eyes.

______He kept rubbing her spot until she whined at him.

“That’s it.” He whispered.

“Fuck you.” as a tear fell from her right eye. “You fuckin worthless ahhhHHHH fuck!”

______Her hips started bucking as her first orgasm hit her. He continued to finger her G spot until her hips stopped moving.

“Good. Good.” He said.

______She looked like she wanted to cry. He gently let her hair go before tugging her jeans and panties down. She leaned forward over the desk with her head hanging down. But when she felt his freshly coated cock touch her ass. She jumped.

“Fuck no! FUCK – NO!!”

“Hey!” he pointed at her. “You tried to stab me! Now do I twist that arm?! Or do you bend over?”

“You’re a fucking cocksucker!”

“Bend – over.”

______She was pissed but she shook her head and bent over the desk again. Bob shook his head and placed his cock back at the entrance to her butt. He pushed and heard her vocalize a grimace. He pushed harder and she grunted. He kept pushing until he hit some real resistance. So he backed up and started back in. Slowly stretching the girl open. He kept up a steady push and bounce action on her until he was able to get her wide enough to let him in.

______Zoe gasped.

Bob rubbed her back under her shirt. “You alright?”

She spun her head around at him. “Are you fucking kidding me?! No! I’m being ass raped by a sick – fuUuuuuuuuuu….”

______Her eyes closed when her head slowly fell to the desk. As Bob slipped the rest of his cock into her. When he bottomed out he pushed in hard. Zoe gave a slow grunting moan. Bob pulled back and slid back in nice and slow. He watched as she licked her lips. She looked so peaceful while he sodomized her slowly. Several minutes later he watched her twitch and jerk. Recognizing her orgasms for what it was, Bob smiled.

______Then he gripped her hips and laid into her a little harder. Zoe pushed herself up with her arms but hung her head.

“Uh uh uh uh fuck, man. Uh shit uh uh uh.”

______After a few minutes of that Bob slipped his right hand in front of her and found her clit. She wailed and yelled while her right hand tried to get his off of her. A few minutes later, when it became obvious she wasn’t going to win, she put her hand back on the desk and just let the next big orgasms ravage her.

______Bob slammed into her ass and manipulated her clitoris for the next 20 minutes before his cock had had enough. He pulled her tight and launched a mind blowing cum into Zoe.

He barely registered her gasp of “…oooh fuuuck…”

______He was too busy trying to get all of his cum as deep into her derriere as he could. When finished he collapsed on top of her.

“Get off me.” She wheezed from fatigue.

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______A few days later, Bob got out of his car and just happened to catch Abigail looking out her bay window at him from across the street. She practically sprinted from the window when she realized he saw her. Bob smiled and headed to her house. When he tried the door, he found it was open.

“Abi, you home?”

She stuck her head out from the hallway to the bedrooms of the house. “What?!.. No. The door was locked.” She said with big scared eyes.

Bob came in and closed the door before locking it. “Well it is now.” He smiled.

______Abigail stuck her hands out as he approached. As he got closer, she backed down the hall.

“Bob, stop! You need to go. Dustin’ll be home any minute.”

He laughed. “Dustin doesn’t get home for another hour and you know it.”

“Please stop.” She whined as he corralled her toward the Master bedroom.

“Why were you checking me out?”

“I – WAS – not! …I was just looking.” She ended in a whine.

______Her legs bumped against the bed just as Bob began to unfasten her slacks.

“Stop it!” Then she slapped him. Bob looked at her stunned. Abigail covered her mouth with her hands. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” She whispered.

“I’m used to it.” He said as he turned her around and bent her over the bed.

______He pulled her pants and panties down to her knees. Before he unlimbered his dick. Bob had gotten into the habit of having a small bottle of baby oil on him ever since his encounter with Zoe. It just came in handy. He now removed the bottle from his pocket and ran a line down the shaft of his cock.

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?”

“WHAT!?” She yelled as she spun her head to look at him. “NO!” She yelled as she felt the head of his cock touch her sphincter.

______Bob pushed. She was very tight.

“BOB! NO! NO!” She yelled as she flailed her arms at him.

______Bob put his left hand in the middle of her back to shove her down and kept pushing.

“AHH! Please BOB! Dustin hasn’t had that!” He forced her open another inch and grunted from the strain. “Damn you!.. PLEASE!..” He began to bounce against her ass. “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Stop. Ah! Ah! OWWWW… ung.” He was finally in.

______Bob slid all the way into her. Abigail sobbed into the comforter of the bed. He grabbed her hips. He’d found that this really was the best feeling in the world. He began pulling her against him hard and slow. Abigail gripped the comforter in a death grip. Bob slapped her ass against him until she grunted with each impact.

______Abigail came so hard her feet came off the ground. Bob started slamming into her like a porn star. She screamed as he did it but her hips twitched and jerked hard when she came again.

“You ung… mother ung… fucker ung… I’m gonna ung… fuckin kill ung… you.” She squeaked out as she cried.

______Abigail was so tight it took him several minutes before he could cum. Abigail came and cried after each one. By the time Bob emptied himself into her ass, she was an exhausted mess.

“Thank you, Abi. That was fantastic.” He said as he pulled his dick out of her.

He buttoned and zipped his pants while she dried her eyes with the comforter. “You piece of shit!” She screamed at him. “That was supposed to be for Dustin!”

He smiled and buckled his belt. “He’ll get over it.” Then he slapped her right ass cheek and left.

______Abigail tried to stop crying as she watched Bob from her bedroom window. {You’re gonna pay for that, Bob.}

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______Emma was shopping at “Domicile Despot” with her husband Scott. Supposedly she had wanted a new door for the hall bathroom. But Scott looked in the basket and saw the $200 worth of, he was trying hard to be diplomatic here, – necessities -. And yet they hadn’t even gone to the Door section yet. He was going to say something to her but when he looked at her. She was staring at some man several yards away. And she looked pretty angry.

Scott looked at him. Then back at her. “You OK babe?”

She quickly spun her head back to him and smiled unconvincingly. “Yeah! I was just daydreaming.”

“OK. Anything you wanna tell me?”

“No.” She scoffed. But then she looked back at the man. Scott glanced quickly and saw he was pushing his cart towards the rear of the store. He made sure to return his gaze to her before she turned back to him.”You know? I actually have to pee. Can you take the cart and get the door? I’ll find you when I’m done.”

“Anything for you, baby.” He smiled before kissing her. Then he took the cart like a good husband.

The bathrooms were not far from where Bob had pushed his cart. Emma walked up behind him. “You piece of shit!”

Bob jumped and turned around. “Jesus!”

“My husbands here. I should have him stomp your ass.”

Bob shook the last of the adrenaline out of his system. “Ahem, if you wanted him to kill me. You wouldn’t have waited until now.” He stated as he grabbed his cart and began to push again.

______She grabbed his arm and pulled him through the double doors that led to the storage area for the store. She looked around and found a secluded spot. Then drug Bob to it. Bob was damned curious where this was going so he let her have the lead. Once she was happy with the location, she let him go.

“Maddy made me promise not to tell him.”

“Why?”

She sighed. “Because she doesn’t want you dead.”

“I think you mean, she doesn’t want me in jail for murder.” He smiled.

She shook her head. “No, Bob… I can’t believe you made me suck your dick!”

“You liked it.”

“Then you fucked me! You shit!”

“And you came really hard.”

“What happened next?” A voice that terrified Emma, stated from behind Bob.

______Bob saw pure terror in her eyes. But like a man he turned slowly to face the newcomer.

______Now, there are “Alpha Males.” And there are “Apex Predators.”

______And what Bob saw looked like a mountain lion wearing a human skin suit. He wasn’t bigger than Bob. And somehow Bob knew it wouldn’t matter. The man was leaning against some shelving with his arms crossed. There was no telling how much he had heard. But Bob suspected all of it.

“This man raped you?” Scott asked.

“…Yes?”

Scott’s eyebrow rose. “And you thought dragging him off to a private location was a good idea?” He sneered.

______Bob was smart enough to stay quiet.

Scott said. “How about you tell me what happened? And I’ll decide if I need to kill him.”

______Emma started explaining about how she went to visit Madeline. As she spoke she stepped in front of Bob. Placing herself between both men. This way Bob had a chance to escape if this went south… She hoped.

______She had been so nervous about slipping into position. That she screwed up and told Scott about Maddy fisting her.

“…aw fuck.” She ended.

“It sounds like I gotta have a long talk with Madeline.” Scott said. “So you were hoping Bob here, would fuck you again?”

Emma cringed. “Maddy told me he… uh…” She shrugged. “But fucked her andHeWasRealllyGoodAtIt.”

“…………huh.” Scott said.

______He stood from the wall and dropped his arms so smooth and quickly that Emma and Bob jumped.

“Bob, I need a favor.” He said as he spun Emma. Grabbed the back of her neck and walked her forward.

“Yes?” Bob stated as confidently as he could. From what little he could remember about predators. Showing fear was a bad thing.

______Scott grabbed both of Emma’s hands and forced her over a large box. He held her down on the far side as he motioned Bob to move toward her rear.

“Emma keeps a jar of Vaseline in her purse. I’d like ya to use that and fuck her ass.”

“What?!” Emma almost yelled as she looked up at her husband.

______{I’m not gonna die!} Bob thought.

“That is what you wanted. Right?” Scott answered her.

“Uh. Um.” She looked at Bob who was rummaging through her purse. “I… Um, yes?” She ended as she looked at Scott.

“Then shut up.”

______Bob pulled out his cock and put a thin layer of jelly on it. He returned the jar to her purse and then undid her jeans. Tugging them down as low as he could. He had to fight the urge to smile. Even by his standards this was a pretty good fucking day. He lined his cock up with Emma’s crinkle and noticed Scott gave his dick a glance before nodding slightly.

______Bob pushed in. He went VERY slow. The last thing he needed was to die because he was over excited and hurt the woman. Emma grunted as he pushed harder.

“Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.” She whispered as he forced her open.

______Bob worked her rear as he’d learned to do. Slowly but surely, and with many grunts and groans from Emma, he spread her little ass wide. Soon his head popped in and Emma gave one last grunt. Bob slid slowly in until he crammed all of his cock into her.

Scott released her hands. “You like that?”

She was still afraid he was going to get angry with her but thought honesty was probably her best option. “Yes, baby.” She whispered.

______He nodded. When he moved his hands, she flinched. Thinking he was going to hit her. He never had before but she’d never cheated on him before. So, when he instead unbuckled his belt and unfastened his jeans?

She came. “Ohhhhhh myyy Goooo…”

______Her ass shook as Bob tried to keep her hips still. While slowly driving in and out of her. He looked up to see Scott pull his dick out. Suddenly he understood why Scott wasn’t furious with him. The man was much longer and much thicker than Bob. As Bob looked down at Emma’s ass he smiled. Hell, all he was doing was breaking her in for the man. She was probably terrified to let him try before.

Scott began to force his cock into Emma’s mouth. “You’re gonna take all of this.”

Emma nodded. “Mm Hm.”

______While Bob increased his stroke, Scott worked Emma passed her gagging until his head had slipped into her throat. They fucked her in tandem for several minutes before it all became too much for Bob.

“Oh! Fuck. I’m sorry guys.” He whined as he began to slam into Emma and huge jets of his cum shot into her intestines.

______Emma moaned loud with each ejaculation. Bob continued to pump into her for several more thrusts until he finally could look up and see Scott watching him.

“Did ya like that?”

Bob licked his lips. “Uh, yeah. Yeah it was great.”

“Good.” He nodded. “Did you like that?” He asked Emma.

“Mm Hm.” She nodded in fatigue.

“Good.” He eased his cock out of her throat and then her mouth. “Take your dick out of my wife and scoot.” He said as he shooed Bob away.

______Bob pulled himself gently out of Emma and stepped away to put his clothing back together. Scott took the Vaseline out of her purse and coated his cock. “Bob? Come here.” He pointed to a spot a few feet to his front right side. Bob did as he was told while Scott slowly pushed his cock into his wife. Emma grabbed the far edge of the box and prayed he wasn’t feeling vengeful. Emma’s ass was very tight. And her sphincter was fighting him as hard as it had fought Bob.

“Now, Bob… Normally, I would be breakin every bone in your body for touchin my property.” He said as he looked Bob in the eyes.

“Ohhhh, baby please go easy… Please?”

He slapped her ass. “Hush now.” He looked back at Bob. “You understand me?”

“Yes, sir.” Bob nodded.

“But because you led us into something, uh…”

“Oh. Ah. Fu. Mm.”

“…pretty promisin. I feel like… Well, I guess I feel like I’d have to be pretty ungrateful to be mad at ya.”

______With that he pressed in hard. Emma came up off the box with a silent gasp. Scott pushed in.

“OH!” She exhaled.

______Scott pulled her all the way down.

“Ung!”

“If you rub her clit while you fuck her she’ll probably pee herself.” Bob stated helpfully.

Scott looked at him with a “really?” expression on his face. He then slipped his right hand under her and,

“FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!” She yelled as her ass went up and down like a machinegun.

Scott smiled. “Thank you, Bob. That was very helpful.”

“Oh, my pleasure.” Bob nodded.

Scott began to gently hammer Emma. “Bob, I still got two things I need to talk to you about.” Bob nodded. “You understand that if you touch my property again, without my permission…?”

Bob nodded a lot. “Yes. I understand completely.”

“Oh shit, baby!” Emma whined as her ass started shaking side to side.

“It will be slow, Bob.” Scott looked sincere.

“Yes, sir.”

______Scott looked back to Emma as he picked up the pace. Bob could see her ass cheeks quake every time Scott slammed into her.

“…And the second thing?” Bob asked.

“Oh yeah!” Scott stopped fucking.

“AH!” Emma blurted out in surprise.

“I’m gonna need a front man to help me DP this slut. You up for it?” Bob nodded. “Cool.” He started fucking Emma again. She gasped. “Apparently, I’m gonna have to drag this slut with me to talk…” He did air quotes. “with Madeline about her touchin my shit. But after that we need to get together to make my whore here…” He slapped her ass hard.

“OW! …Fuck.”

“…cum so hard she passes out. Whatdya say?”

“Sounds good but when? I work days, Monday to Friday.”

“So, Saturday? My place?”

“Sure. Sure.” Bob nodded.

“Cool. I’ll get your number from Madeline and call ya.”

______Scott actually stuck out his hand to him. Bob, not being a fool, shook his hand and left. Thinking, {I’m gonna live!}

______After several moments of silence. Broken only by the sound of Emma’s ass colliding with her husband’s hips. She mustered the courage to look over her shoulder at Scott. His feral grin said he had been waiting for that. He began to slam her like a dockside whore that owed him money.

______Several minutes later Emma was drooling. Scott ground into her hard.

“OOOHhhhhhhhhh.” She whined.

______Scott cupped her throat with his left hand and pulled her back as he leaned down next to her ear.

“You liked what Bob did to you?”

She was so spent that she gave a small cry. “Fuck, baby. Whatdya wan me ta say?” She slurred.

“The truth.” He said as he ground his cock into her.

“AwfukAw.” She whimpered. “Yes, baby. Sorry. Liked it. Ples forgvme.”

“You told me you wanted it gentle?” He asked as he started pumping into her.

“I’m sorry, baby!” She cried out. “Ya scarme. I’s wrong.”

“You’re sorry, huh? We’ll see… You want it hard?” She forced herself to look at him out of the side of her eye. Then she slowly nodded. “Good.” He smiled. Kissed her. Then let her head fall forward as he drilled her to another screaming orgasm.

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______The next day, Bob couldn’t help but notice the pretty little blonde bicyclist chaining her bike to the light pole next to his backyard. He could tell she thought she was being discreet. When she threw glances his way. Not that he fucked every woman that looked at him but..? There was something about her.

______He pulled out his wallet to give the impression he was looking for something. In reality he was glancing at her. Trying to deduce what it was about he…Zoe! That ass in those bike shorts. Those perky little breasts. And let’s not forget the “I’m gonna slit your fuckin throat” aura that just oozed off of her. Yeah. Sunglasses, spandex shirt and shorts with a bike helmet and a blonde wig. But that was definitely Zoe.

______Bob laughed. Then put his wallet away and headed to the mailbox. It was positioned in a community street side pillar along the side of his house. And just happened to be right past the biker.

______She glanced at him one more time as he approached but looked away at the last minute. Finishing up the securing of her bike. Bob grabbed her left arm and put it behind her back. He almost covered her mouth with his right hand in time to stop the yelp of surprise. He drug her behind some tall bushes that ran along this side of his backyard privacy fence. Before mashing her against the fence.

“Hello, Zoe. Love the wig.”

______He could feel her deflate. He removed his hand.

She took a breath and looked over her shoulder at him as she cleared her throat. “…Fuck you.”

He smiled. “Why are you here?”

“To kill you.” She smiled back.

“Now Zoe, that seems a bit harsh…” She scoffed when he said that. “I mean, you DID enjoy it.”

“Oh! So if a woman enjoys it then it’s NOT rape?”

Bob laughed again. “You may call it whatever you like.” Then he kissed her cheek. She pulled her head away a little too late. “Now, do you want your shoulder dislocated?”

She sighed and shook her head before looking back at him. “No, I do not.” She said succinctly.

“Then, hands on the fence.”

“Oh come on.”

“Hey, you’re the one covered in skintight spandex.” He ground his crotch into her ass.

“Of course. It’s my fault because of how I’m dressed.” She nodded.

“I didn’t say that.” He replied as he eased both of her hands to grip the top of the fence. “But if you’d stayed away from me? You wouldn’t be getting fucked.”

______Zoe sighed in defeat as he pulled her shorts down. She stuck her ass out like a good little girl and waited for his bullshit comment. In reality she hoped it would help things go faster. To his credit Bob didn’t comment. He thought it meant she wanted it but he kept that to himself.

______She was expecting him to jam it in her butt again. So when she felt him slide along the crease of her vagina? She breathed a sigh of relief. Bob worked her slit and clit until he had enough juices to ease inside of her. Zoe cleared her throat once more. Bob grabbed her and pulled her back onto his cock.

______Zoe worked very hard to seem unimpressed. He ground the head of his dick against her cervix left and right. He noticed she started to adjust her hips. As if he was hitting something good but she was working hard not to show it. He continued to grind her deep with the head of his cock.

“Just fuck me and get it over with!” She yelled at him.

“I want you to enjoy it.”

“I – do – not.” She smiled maliciously.

“Alright.” He conceded.

______He took a firmer grip of her hips and began to bounce his hips off of her ass. Her cheeks shook from the impact, while Bob moaned in delight. Zoe was disgusted but held on.

______She had managed to keep her mouth shut. Giving no sign that what he was doing did feel good at times. And then,

“Are you on the pill?”

{Son of a bitch!} She thought as the realization hit her. “No.” She said.

“You know, that mea…”

“I know!” She interrupted.

______A few minutes later, Bob pulled out of her. Spun her around into a kneeling position and jabbed his cock at her. Zoe opened her mouth and sucked his cock. He pulled her back and forth on his cock until he filled her mouth. He shot large copious rounds of cum into her mouth. Yet somehow Zoe managed to swallow it all. She jerked her head away the moment she could tell he was empty.

“That was really good.” He smiled.

______Zoe shook her head without comment.

“I look forward to our next time.” He said as he put himself back together.

______Zoe chewed the inside of her cheek as she nodded. Bob left her kneeling there while he continued on to the mailboxes. Zoe pulled up her shorts as quickly as she could. Then rushed to her bike. Bob hadn’t noticed the bag strapped to the handlebars of her bike. She looked to confirm he was still on his way to get the mail.

______She pulled the bag free and hopped his fence before he could see her. Once in his backyard, she walked to his patio and set the bag down. She took two cloth shoe covers and put them on before stepping onto the patio. She then removed thin painter’s coveralls and slipped them on over her outfit. Before putting her bike helmet in the bag. She pulled the panthers hood up and over her wig and lastly, put on a plastic face screen. She was already wearing gloves. So she didn’t have to worry about fingerprints.

______Then she then removed the cheap double barrelled shotgun and loaded it. Slapping it together she went to Bob’s rear sliding glass door. Said a quick “thank you” prayer as she slid the unlocked door open. Closing it, she walked briskly to the bedroom at the front of Bob’s home.

“Yes!” She cheered quietly when she saw Bob just turning the corner of his yard.

______She stepped back from the window once she realized he would walk right past it to his front door. She watched him as he flipped through his mail. She’d wait for him to enter the house and close the door. Then when he got to the intersection with the side hall that led to this bedroom. She’d shoot him in the balls!

______She stepped back into the hall just as he was passing the window.

______Then a large tan truck rushed across the yard, past the window and slammed into something with a crash?

______Zoe stood in the hall so shocked she couldn’t interpret what she’d just seen. She eventually realized she heard an engine revving just outside the house but… She shook herself before getting the frame of mind to go back to the window.

______By the time she got there she saw the tan truck back up across the front yard from Bob’s driveway. The driver looked to be a hefty man in a grey hoodie with sunglasses and a red bandanna across his face. She looked to the right and saw that Bob had been slammed against his own Cadillac. His big vacant eyes told her instantly that he was dead. That and the fifteen gallons of blood sprayed across his car and driveway.

______The truck spun to the left and drove across the yard to where Bob’s driveway met the street. It hooked a right and sped off down the street. Zoe looked back at Bob.

“Ha!” She smiled. “Well shit, Bob… I was gonna shoot you in the dick and listen to you cry and moan before I gave you the other barrel. Ha ha ha. Now, I don’t know if I should be pissed at this guy for being too quick? Or happy cause I don’t have to worry about the cops?!”

______Zoe shook her head and left through the back door. She made sure to slide it shut. Put everything back except the shoe covers and put her helmet back on. She hopped the fence. Put the shoe covers back in the bag. Resecured the bag to her bike and left.