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Alfred's hands went to her ass and grabbed hold firmly, making sure she didn't go anywhere, and brought her pussy down to grind against his face as he licked, sucked, and slurped all over her clit.

He's eating my........my clit is............dog going to.............appointment...... At this point, nothing she thought made any sense, it was all her brain could do to handle the pleasure. And then his fingers went to work. One hand's middle finger started playing with her asshole, still wet from the tonguing it had received, the other hand's thumbs started running over her pussy slit, and both at the same time, gently pushed into her....It was chaos in her mind.

“AAHHH, OOHHHH, GAHHHHHHHHHHH, AIIIIIIIIIIEEEEE” she screamed as her pussy creamed all over Alfred's face. The double penetration of her with his fingers continued, and deepened.

“OOOOHHH NOOOOOOOO AGGHGHHHHHH Alfred!!! JOH!!!N!!!”

She writhed and moved over him, finally standing upright quickly, but he continued his assault, and her knees began to shake. As he sucked, she tried to push his head away, the feelings were too intense. It felt so good it hurt. Alfred didn't care. He continued, increased suction. She gave up fighting and slumped back over the desk, standing on tip toe, her hands grabbing the edges of the desk with white knuckles, her eyes closed as she lay head down on the hard wood. Her asshole and pussy were twitching.

Finally Alfred stopped. He pulled his fingers out of her. His mouth was exhausted. His face was soaked with her juices. His hands were covered in her cum. His cock was rock hard.

Biola lay there for a few moments, not moving. Her mind gradually beginning to function again. She turned to her boss. Again, feeling awkward. She heard a zipper being undone, and she knew he was pulling his cock out, without looking down. “Please Alfred. I won't have sex with you. That....it felt good....but I can't have your penis in me.....you understand that Alfred.”

“First of all, Biola, stop calling it my 'penis.' It's my cock. Secondly, I pleasured you, you pleasure me.”

Hoping he was referring to another handjob, she reached for his member.

“No Biola,” he said firmly, as he placed his hands on her shoulders and started pushing down, forcing her to her knees, “You're going to suck to my cock.”

Noo, I can't do this.....its too much. This should be for...oh....now I'm on my knees......I shouldn't....oh its huge. It is huge. I should get up and leave. But where else will I work, I.......oh! Hey! He's......he's....weirdo....slapping me with his.....oh!

This was awesome. Alfred was thoroughly enjoying the complete sense of power that accompanied having a 37 year old woman on her knees in front of him, as his employee, that he was slapping in the face with his cock. She turned away to the left....*slap* she turned to the right, *slap*. Then he was tapping her forehead with it, rubbing her face, leaving a little trail of precum.

“I don't know Alfred...its....its......so big I don't know if I can....”

“Play with my balls again, and stroke it” Alfred commanded, and she did so. “What do you mean, 'too big'? Haha am I bigger than your husband?” Alfred was delighted by the prospect. Her husband was a blue-collar, construction working guy. Alfred was an academic and an accountant. Here was Michael's wife, on her knees, saying that she couldn't suck his cock because it was too big.
There was silence from Biola as she jacked him.

“Biola. Am I bigger than your husband? Is my cock longer?

“Yes,” Biola said, quietly.

“How much smaller is it?”

She indicated that it was about half his size.

“Ha, well, I think you can do it. Lick it, kiss it, do something.”

Holding his large cock, she began licking the sides, then kissing it here and there, awkwardly, trying to avoid the precum. Soon enough she gave up, and started licking up the discharge.

He doesn't taste bad, but........wow, this is going to be a challenge. Maybe if I just jack him off a little, he'll orgasm without having to go in my mouth....maybe I'lll....

She didn't get to finish the thought. He took her head in his hands, and slowly guided his cock into her mouth. She opened wide and sure enough, it fit in. She started sucking.

The warmth of her mouth, the soft feeling of her tongue, and her gentle hands squeezing his balls and shaft was heavenly. She applied more suction, and Alfred groaned. She began bobbing her head a little, to see if she could get more in, which she could. Slowly his cock began disappearing into her mouth. She pulled it out almost all the way, and focused her tongue on his hole, she licked around it, even pushed in a little. Alfred's sighs told her she was doing well. Then she went back to sucking deep.

Alfred's knees were feeling weak, he pulled out of her mouth, leaving Biola to softly smack her lips, and in a very cute way brush the saliva and cum away from her mouth with her hand, then he beckoned to her, and she leaned forward and continued her task. She felt strangely about the situation. She was enjoying the taste of his cock, of his cum. There was a strange eroticism to her submission. She felt taken, controlled, violated. The power of this young man over her made the violation seem necessary. She felt like a slave, but like a mother, like a victim, but like a follower. Her emotions were as chaotic when she pleasured him as her brain had been when he'd pleasured her.
Alfred sat back and reveled in the moment. The room was quiet except for the gentle sucking sounds coming from the woman between his legs. He looked around at his office, then looked down at the gorgeous brunette, head moving up and down in his lap.
Fantastic.

He could have gone for awhile, but he almost had a decision element to his orgasm. He got the distinct desire to fill this woman's mouth with his seed. He had accomplished so much, so quickly in life. And the same drive that propelled him to accomplish all his other goals filled him at the moment. He grabbed her head, firmly, but not harshly, with one hand, then batted away her hand from his shaft, allowing for the one on his balls to stay, and replaced it with his own. He began pushing his cock down her throat. There were no questions or challenges, she could say nothing even if she'd wanted to as he was filling her mouth. Slowly but surely his cock began to be forced down her throat. There were small, panicked twitches from Biola: a shift of her leg, a soft choke, a stiffening, then relaxing of her spine. It was almost like seeing a National Geography video of two animals mating, or a large insect overpowering another. It was raw.

Her mouth stretched open to try and accept the intruder. Alfred's cock was deep in her throat now, her hand had released his balls by then, and both her hands were grabbing hold of his thighs as he pushed his cock into her.

Finally his balls reached her chin. He slowly pulled back out, and after he exited her mouth, she choked and gasped for air, he gave her just a moment, and then took her by the head and proceeded to do the same thing again. Again his cock pushed its way down her throat, and she struggled to breath and to suck, and to accept. He withdrew a second time, only to follow with a third journey down her throat. The struggles became less.

Her throat started to accustom itself to the invasion. After cramming his cock down her throat a fourth time, Alfred steadied himself, spreading his legs slightly, as though he had to lift some great weight, or ready himself for a difficult job of some kind. Biola continued to suck on his cock, his balls were heavy with cum, and he was ready to empty them.

He took her head, whispered a warning to keep her teeth clear, and then began thrusting into her mouth. Gently, but forcefully, his cock entered and exited his secretary's mouth with ease. A sloppy, wet sound filled the office as Alfred happily bleeped the woman's mouth. She grabbed his legs and steadied herself, trying to accept the boss as best she could. His thrusting increased in speed. His intensity grew. The grip on her head tightened.

Biola felt the tensing of his hands, she felt his cock expanding slightly, the drizzle of precum increasing to a more and more steady rate....finally.....he pulled his cock to just being in her mouth, and....
His cock exploded. Alfred cried out “AHAHAH AGH!!!”

The cum shot out forcefully, slamming against the back of her throat! “Agh” Biola choked, as she attempted to swallow what he began to deposit, in great amounts, in her mouth. One shot followed after another, and another. Copious amounts of cum began to fill her mouth as Alfred groaned and moaned his pleasure. Biola was a good sport, and did a good job swallowing everything Alfred had to give, which was a lot. In fact she loved it.

“Mmmm” her eyes were closed as she sucked and sucked on Alfred's cock. As soon as he came his cock grew in sensitivity, and instinctively he tried to push her away, but, maybe due to what he had done with her orally, or maybe not, she disregarded his weak attempts at escape, and buried her face in his lap, sucking directly on the tip of his cock.....driving him crazy with pain/pleasure/and lust.

His legs were sticking straight out, his hands were all over her head and face, and she was focused on his cock.

How unfortunate. Rape is never an option.

There is no doubt that lies abound in the polity. The social media, as good as they are, also transmit falsehood.


As the saying goes, lies may travel for years, it takes truth one day to catch up with lies.

"Oh, Deborah, come now." step Mom's face was scarlet, though, so I knew there was a story there.

"Did Mercy kiss back, Prince? I mean French style?"

"No. That's when she slapped me."

"Oh, ho!" They laughed again.

"Show me how you did it honey. Maybe you did something wrong." Deborah put her arms back around me and puckered up.

"Deborah!" step Mom protested.

Her lips were on mine before step Mom could intervene. I slipped my tongue out to taste Auntie Deborah's sweet lips and felt her tongue respond. The lightning struck again and my cock tingled.

She backed away with a little surprise on her face. She paused a step Mummy rolling her eyes at my step Mom.

"No, ... no ... I'd say the boy has it pretty good! Did you step on her foot?" Again they laughed and hugged at my expense.

"Come on Esther, give me one of yours. Maybe I've forgotten!" She wrapped her arms around step Mom and insisted on a kiss. I saw the two smears of lipstick meet and then saw both of them adjust their heads for the right angle. I glimpsed two pink tongues touching and then handling each other for a long step Mummy. They were a little breathless as the moist looking lips parted.

"No, I think he does it right. I guess she is just a year away from it," my Aunt concluded.

"Your aunt is ... CRAZY!" step Mom laughed, and we followed step Mom into the kitchen where they had been playing a game of Hearts.

"Put some ice on it, Prince, or it might be a bruise that will be hard to explain tomorrow at school. And, by the way, look at the time. You won't want to get up in the morning."

I kissed them both goodnight without the tongue, and headed upstairs. Over my shoulder, I heard them continue reminiscing.

"We were so lucky to have each other, you know that?" I heard Deborah saying. "I mean really lucky."

"Yeah, everything was pretty scary when you are that age..." my step Mom replied.

I fell asleep trying to rub away the pain from Mercy's solid right hand.

"I don't know why I like that girl" I muttered. And then the vision of Mercy's pretty blue panties stretched neatly over her secret virginal little mound lulled me to sleep with a warm sense of well being in my mind. I remember thinking how soft it looked and wondering if I was ever, ever, going to be allowed to touch it.

It was 2AM when I woke. I went down the hall to the toilet and noticed that step Mom's room was vacant and so was the guest room. The lights seemed off downstairs so I was curious. I closed the door to the toilet quietly and relieved myself. I examined the red splotch on my cheek and decided more ice would be a good idea.

I heard voices from the basement game room. A chance to eavesdrop on the family reminiscences, I thought. Quietly, I crept down the stairs and lay on the floor overlooking the game room. I could just see the bright red couch where they sat drinking their wine.

"Don't be silly, Deborah. We can't do that!" my step Mom's voice trailed off, as if not completely convinced of what we had just said. I could read the tone in her voice and it showed uncertainty.

"I don't see ... exactly why not ... why would it be wrong? It's loving ... just like when you were 15 and I was 14."

"Prince is right upstairs..."

"He won't wake up. We're all the way downstairs..."

I couldn't figure out what they were talking about.

"I know you aren't letting any of your dates into your panties, sweetie. You need to have some outlet ... don't you think? Let me just ... show you?"

Auntie Deborah got up on her knees on the couch facing my step Mom and leaned over to kiss her lips. They exchanged a long kiss just as they had earlier. I watched as Deborah turned her body and sat down with her knees up against the back of the couch.

Her hands slipped down along step Mom's shoulders and then, shock of shocks, onto her breasts. The kiss continued and I watched as my step Mom's hands joined her sister's hands covering her breasts.



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“Ha!” Alfred chuckled, “she's working at your nipple? Um, pretty sure that's what I'm doing,” as he gave her right nipple another little pinch.
Biola giggled a little nervously, and then said, “well, you sure are......but.....Henry's at a housecleaning service called Maria's Clean House or something.....and.....hmmm....”

His mouth closed over her nipple again and he sucked softly on it, while kneading her other breast. “I hope your husband didn't notice all the Koles on your boobs....” he queried, noticing how much damage had been done the previous day, in hickeys and bruises.

“No, thankfully I'm not even naked around him that much....the medications keep him not in the mood” she said, with a sigh, as Alfred nuzzled her bosoms and licked them.

This is an interesting development, Alfred thought, she's under-sexed......okay......Bleep this, she needs a job, I'm going for it.
“Alright, you're not getting bleeped for awhile, but I think you need to be pleasured, so, bend over the desk Biola.”

Biola was topless again, and again in just a skirt. Alfred stood her up, and when he made the demand, she became concerned....I am NOT going to let him have sex with me. Then why am I letting him turn me around like this...and....god his hands are so strong and....oh.....now he's bending me over the desk......must stop this...

“Alfred!!! This is not okay! Stop now! I said....uh,” his hand was unzipping then pulling down her skirt, exposing her white panties, which were already damp from the attention payed to her breasts. She was bent over the desk but looked back at him angrily, “Really Alfred, I'm going to leave if you.....you....Alfred!!” He yanked her panties down, and she immediately stood straight up, completely naked, her flawless ass in Alfred's face, an alarmed look on her face. He stood up too, directly behind her.

“If you rape me Alfred, seriously, I won't......uh.....” he had now wrapped his arms around her, and was caressing her tits and stomach as he kissed her gently on the back of the neck, biting softly at her shoulders.
“Alfred.....please, I have to leave now. This can't happen.”

Alfred payed her no heed and continued to kiss and grope. He slowly went to his knees kissing down her back, and as he did so he pushed her, gently indicating that she should bend over....then with a little more force, indicating that she didn't have a choice. As she bent over the desk, his kisses started to brush the top of her ass, and his hands were running over her sides, up and down her ribs....it felt amazing for her.

The only sounds in the room were the sound of Alfred's wet kisses, along with whispered protest from Biola: “no Alfred.........no............no.................please.........ohhhh” There was a wet smacking sound from his tongue and lips indulging themselves on her skin, and soft mewls and sighs from her as he stroked her body. Her pussy was soaked.
As his mouth reached the top of her ass, he began licking down the crack, with occasional kisses being placed on her cheeks. She stiffened a little as his tongue made its way down her ass, and Biola had a sharp intake of breath as his tongue glided by her anus. His tongue then kept traveling down her ass. Oh god, I didn't know what he was going to do with my butthole, I guess he's not that much of a perv.

This is incredible. I didn't know somebody could feel this way, and.....wait.....he's bringing his tongue back up my butt......oh......there he stopped....OH.......he bit me in.....the butt....he.....oh my god.........he's circling my butthole with his tongue.......it feels...........it feels.........

His tongue was circling her anus indeed, and as his hands joined his face at her ass, he grabbed a hold of her cheeks softly, spread them, and began licking and tonguing her asshole. “Oh, Alfred......that's.......disgusti.......ohhhhh........what are you do.........oh god that's........oh...its......”
His hands kept methodically squeezing and pulling apart her buttcheeks. Her ass was definitely getting worked over.

He decided to keep going down. His kisses traveled back down her ass, lingered in the spot between her ass and Instruments, and his hands were used to spread her legs a little wider. He looked down and saw her pussy lips just waiting for him. She was completely clean. Brazilian wax? Well, her parents were brazilian weren't they? Ha all the better to lick you with my dear....... Alfred thought to himself.
Biola knew what was coming, but even as she was dealing with the uneasiness of having her boss first licking her anus, then staring at her Instruments from close proximity, she was taken completely by surprise as her boss's lips began kissing the insides of her thighs, and around her pussy, and finally closed on her lips, gently sucking them into his mouth.

“OOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......” Biola exclaimed as her pussy slowly began to be eaten by Alfred. His lips released hers, and his tongue began running up and down the length of her slit. He was licking up her juices, of which there was plenty. Alfred found he liked the taste, fortunately, and quickly developed quite a hunger for it. He started licking harder, pushing his tongue into her hole.

As his tongue violated her, Biola, with no clear exit strategy, began trying to move away from his mouth, but the desk was in her way, and quickly his hands grabbed a hold of her hips, and pulled her back to his waiting mouth. His lips closed on her pussy lips again, and got a firm grasp on them. Grunting in pleasure, as though eating a perfect steak, Alfred moved his head from side to side slightly, her lips being pulled this way, then that, as he sucked on them.

“AAAHHHhhhhhhh...........oohhhh.............ohhhh...............” God this feels.......like......ohhhhhhh.......this....is...................perfect...............perfec...ohhhhhh........now he's....god, he's chewing on them.................................ohhhhh....chewing me.....eating me.....licking........ohhhhh.

Alfred decided to go after her clit. Turning around, so that he was facing the opposite direction of his increasingly Hot secretary, Alfred went back between her legs and found what he was looking for. His tongue circled it briefly, before going over it, to the great delight of Biola, and his lips closed on the small button. “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YES!!!” she exclaimed.

Alfred's hands went to her ass and grabbed hold firmly, making sure she didn't go anywhere, and brought her pussy down to grind against his face as he licked, sucked, and slurped all over her clit.

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Luckily, I had my books pulled together before the formidable figure rounded into the room to make sure we were all right. I hurried past her with a "Good Night, Mrs. Balogun. Thanks for the cake."

"Good night, Prince, do come back." she murmured.

My face was still stinging when I got home and I gave it a good rub trying to even out any redness that might show. I hurried past Auntie Deborah's car in the driveway. That could be good or bad. Maybe they would be busy and not notice me coming in; or bad -- they could both be there to inspect me.

"What happened to your face?" Auntie Deborah said, a shocked look on her face.

My Momsie showed up from the kitchen and they both stood looking astonished at my face.

I pretended nothing happened of course.

"What? Nuthin, '" I mumbled, making a fuss with the stack of books.

"Honey, you're going to have a shiner, there. Here let me kiss it better." Deborah giggled. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I felt the lipstick against the small knot on my cheek.

"Prince... ?" My Momsie now joined the examination. "Are you alright?"

She forced me into a chair so she could examine me properly. She wasn't going to be put off, I knew that.

"Oh, is it red?" I asked innocently, while trying to think.

"Is it red? I'm telling you it's red."

"Oh, we were playing chess."

"And..."

"Well ... Mercy got mad when I won and she slapped me."

They waited silently, not buying it.

"Well ... OK, but no big deal! I kissed her."

They started with medium-sized grins. Those perfect mouths, wide with pearly white teeth, two red lipsticked pairs of lips and those pretty brown eyes staring me down, it was more than I could take. I could feel the crooked grin breaking out on my face.

The pretty smiles of my Momsie and her sister broke into face-breaking, laughing grins and they tumbled into the chair on top of me. Both of them. Giggling and tickling my ribs as their soft and lovely bodies settled onto me. I was covered with kisses and hugs from my two very best friends.

"Oh, Prince, your first slap from a girl!"

"And we were here!"

"Oh my God. Did her Momsie find out?"

"I don't think so. I just came right home."

Prince just how did you kiss her?" my Momsie said suspiciously.

I didn't have to answer.

Prince, I told you that would scare Mercy!" There was pity in her voice.

Some of the younger girls taught him to French the other night, Deborah!"

"Ohhhh, Prince, you devil."

I let both hands drift upward until I was close to their breasts. I had found that that was one way to get them to get off my lap when I wanted them to. They got up and fell to reminiscing.

"Oh, god, Esther, remember when we used to practice with each other? I haven't had a French kiss from you in, what twenty years?"

"More than that! And you are talking out of school! Prince isn't interested in what we did."

'Wait. Yes I am. You mean you used to practice kissing?"

Momsie shrugged her shoulders and put it off as nothing, trying to shut her sister up.

"Even more, Prince!"

"More?" I really didn't know what the hell she was talking about.

"Oh, Deborah, come now." Momsie's face was scarlet, though, so I knew there was a story there.




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Every day for the criminal, one day for nemesis.

Too bad. Say no to rape.

IT IS PURE WICKEDNESS.