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SeyiDominion:
“I’m sorry things didn’t work out the way you wanted them to,” he said, pushing the last inch.

“Mmmmm,” she said as he rotated instinctively. “Sometimes things work out in ways you don’t anticipate.”

He didn’t understand what she meant, but by then he had the urge to move in that tight sheath. He pulled out and pushed back in. It was exquisite, and he felt the urge to cum within a minute. He wanted to go longer and she hadn’t cum, so he went in and stayed there, even though he wanted to move. He got on his toes and elbows, with his chest on her breasts, and went in little circles as the sounds she made got better and better.

“Just like that,” she gasped. “You fill me so deliciously, Bobby,” she moaned.

Her pussy gripped him even harder and he gave up, hoping she was having an orgasm. He pulled out and slammed back in three more times and then erupted inside her.

“Just ... like ... that,” she panted.

She wanted him to stay on top of her, and with his knees outside her thighs it felt like he might not be as heavy, so he put his face in her neck, amid all that silky hair, and just breathed.

“I find your remuneration acceptable,” she breathed. “You have much to learn. Tutoring you could take months.”

He kissed her neck.

“As much as I love this, though,” she went on, “my fertile time in my menstrual cycle is on the wane. Having sex with you for the next couple of weeks would only be for fun, and not procreation. I want revenge, but I don’t want to turn into a slut to get it.”

“You’re no slut,” he said, kissing her neck again.

“I didn’t set out to be,” she said. “I didn’t anticipate how you would make me feel.”

“How do I make you feel?” he asked.

“Like a slut. I can’t resist you. I drained the batteries in my rabbit yesterday, just because I couldn’t have you. And they were brand new! And you can’t come here every day under the guise of being tutored. Nobody gets tutored every day. Most tutors see their students once a week. The thought of only being able to do this once a week convinces me I’m a slut of the first magnitude. I’m your slut, Bobby.”

He lifted his head and stared down into her eyes. They looked genuinely troubled.

“Look,” he said. “Your motives for doing this might be questionable.” He thought about the words he had just used. “No, not questionable. I think anybody would understand your motivation. I guess what people might question is the manner in which you are seeking revenge. That doesn’t make you a slut. It just makes you angry and maybe a little rash.”

“A little rash?” She laughed and he bounced on top of her. “I’m going to have another man’s child, and it’s just rash?”

“I’m trying to help, here,” he said.

She leaned her head up to kiss him briefly and let it back down.

“I know. My primary problem is that we’ve been intimate for less than a week and I feel like I’ve known you for years.”

“You have known me for years,” he said. “You saw me at school every time you subbed.”

“Yes, but I didn’t think about you, then,” she said. “Then you were just another testosterone-filled boy who my husband had to deal with, occasionally.”

“So why did you choose me to ... help you get your revenge?”

“I don’t know,” she said. He was surprised. She went on. “At that pharmacy store it was just impulse. I realized I was attracted to you, which was only mildly astonishing. Then there was the added benefit of who you were, concerning your past relationship with Bayo. Logically, it was perfect for my wishes. But there was much more going on than I realized. I was attracted to you. I’d always been faithful to my husband. Sure, I met interesting men, but I was never tempted to break my vows.

tonysunkan:
“Helen, go order the lunch. Emman, Josephine, and I will be in my private dining room with the lock on. Be sure to bring some towels to clean up with. Have someone buzz us when the food arrives,” Madam Faith directed.



















Chapter Three

As the three of us entered the private dining room, I marveled that the damn thing was nicer than the best place I had been to relax. There were four large leather couches, two leather love seats, two reclining leather rocking chairs, and a huge pecan conference table that I’m sure seats 8-10. There was also a kitchen (fridge, freezer, ice maker, beer tap, sink, dishwasher, a small bar, and lots of cabinets).

Jokingly, I asked, “Hey, this is nicer than the hotel suite I’ve been to. May I move in here?”

“Of course, Emman but I’m not sure you could pay the rent and keep up with your duties here,” Madam Faith said laughing, which was the very first time I had heard her laugh.

“You two need to get naked,” Madam Faith directed us.

I watched Josephine begin to strip down while I was also removing my clothes. She was completely tan, not one single tan line anywhere. She had a beautiful yellow lace bra with matching yellow lace panties. As she got more and more undressed, I became more erect.

When Josephine was completely with-out attire, she walked, no maybe sauntered over to me and knelt.

My cock was at full mast, pointing straight up. Josephine began licking the underside of my cock. She took the pre-cum droplet us into her mouth letting out a moan of approval. With her right hand, she grasped my shaft and began stroking from the base to the underside of my thick bulbous head.

She kept flicking her tongue all around the head, occasionally putting the head between her lips. Her left hand began playing with my balls. Without warning, she inserted her pinky finger in my anus (Something I was not expecting). That move made my cock harder than ever before.

As I gently face bleeped her, I felt the familiarity of the back of her throat. I knew if she kept this up I would be done rather quickly.

I looked over at Madam Faith. She was also completely naked, sitting on the large conference table fingering herself. I heard the squish of her own fingers plunging in and out of her very wet pussy.

Josephine really had a talent. Possibly the best blow-job that I had ever had.

Without warning, the door to the dining room opened and Helen walked in. While she was taking her clothes off, she quipped to Josephine, “Well, what do you think?”

Thankfully, Josephine stopped for a moment to answer Helen, “Damn Helen, where did we find him? He is very tasty!”

“He called us looking for a job and Madam Faith decided to interview him,” Helen replied with a sultriness to her voice.

“Josephine, come over here and use your tongue on my pussy,” Madam Faith directed.

Josephine removed her face from in front of my very hard cock. As she stood up, I kissed her on the lips whispering in her ear that I was happy Madam Faith requested her since I wasn’t going to last much longer.

A big smile came across her face, “Really?” she asked.

“Of course, why would I lie?” I said to her.

Now she bounced over to Madam Faith. She put her head between Madam Faith’s legs and began her assault on her womanhood. I could hear the lapping and sucking on Madam Faith’s very wet pussy. It was a beauty to behold. I always loved seeing my x-wife go down on another woman. To me, that is just hot!

I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Helen, “Remember me?”

“Absolutely. I have been thinking of you all week.” I said with a huge smile on my face.

“Can we do it like the last time?” She asked sheepishly.

“Anything you want. Just bend over somewhere it will be comfortable for you.” I replied.

Helen walked over to the table. She bent over it putting her face next to Madam Faith’s face and began French style kissing her. Her right hand began pulling and tugging on Madam Faith’s right nipple.

That was my cue to begin some hard banging. I got up behind Helen’s beautiful ass. I rubbed my cock up and down her slit making her moan loud. Teasing her, I wet my index finger and pushed it against her asshole flower. It gobbled my finger right up, much to my surprise.

“Emman, please, please Bleep my pussy. I’ve been waiting for you all week. Thinking of that magnificent cock of yours. Please darling, Bleep me with that hard cock,” Helen was asking in a very submissive tone.

With my other hand, I grabbed my cock and put the head in first. Slowly, I pushed into her, not wanting to hurt her.

“Bleep me, damn it. Bleep me. Do it now!” Helen now spoke with a sense of urgency.

I slammed my cock into her as hard as I could. I felt her cervix hit the point of my cockhead. I pulled out and again slammed into her. I kept thrusting in and out as hard as I could. I was picking up speed and strength. As I hammered her from behind, her hips kept hitting the edge of the table. She had to stop kissing Madam Faith as her head was moving forward and back not able to focus on Madam Faith’s mouth.

“Oh, my goodness.” I heard Josephine say watching Helen and my animalistic lust.





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