Wednesday, 8 of February of 2012

Wet Miranda Gets Shaved

Shaving is usually done in private. Being a total tease sometimes can get me in trouble. Sometimes I get guys so turned on with my innuendo and dirty talking that they expect me to put my money where my mouth is. One night I was hanging out in the basement of my friend Jim's house, and we were having a party. Usually there are a few other women around besides me, but for some reason this small get together contained almost all guys. Sarah had some kind of lame excuse about having to work the next morning, and Jen was with her boyfriend doing who knows what. Cindy wasn't up to partying that particular night, and Becky was home in Orlando for the weekend.

Being a total tease sometimes can get me in trouble. Sometimes I get guys so turned on with my innuendo and dirty talking that they expect me to put my money where my mouth is. One night I was hanging out in the basement of my friend Jim’s house, and we were having a party. Usually there are a few other women around besides me, but for some reason this small get together contained almost all guys. Sarah had some kind of lame excuse about having to work the next morning, and Jen was with her boyfriend doing who knows what. Cindy wasn’t up to partying that particular night, and Becky was home in Orlando for the weekend.

Sometimes Jim’s parties are pretty big, with up to 100 people, but this wasn’t really a party; it was just a group of twelve including myself. We were hanging out in the basement of Jim’s nice Miami Beach condo, and doing all kinds of things. Two guys were playing darts, Jim was kicking my ass at pool, and the rest of the guys were milling around the room drinking bottles of Corona and mixing unusual concoctions with Jim’s expensive liquor. I perched my Amaretto sour on the edge of the pool table and sunk the cue ball right into the middle pocket, missing the ball I was aiming for by a good 3 inches.

Jim and I have known each other for years, and though we have never been sexually intimate, we are very close friends who can talk about anything with each other. He is dating a knockout blonde named Selena. She has enormous natural breasts, and a very petite frame that she keeps in great shape. Jim had just started dating her a few weeks ago, and although I did not know her very well, Jim supplied me with the most intimate details that he probably should not have shared. While we were playing the game, Jim had been telling me about her.

“Hey Miranda, did I mention that she shaves down there?”

This was an example of him telling me information about his new girlfriend that I had no right to know about. Choosing to shave is a very private decision that should be one’s own secret unless they choose to share it, and I doubted that Selena would have wanted to share that detail with me. She was very shy about stuff like that. But she wasn’t here, and Jim knew I would keep my mouth shut. What was I going to say if I saw her at dinner sometime, anyway; “Hey Selena, Jim says you shave your pussy! Can you pass the salt please?”

“Jim, that is a woman’s private choice, and you shouldn’t blab it to everyone. It’s O.K. to tell me this stuff, but don’t go telling all your friends, that isn’t nice.”

“Oh, too late.”

“Why, how many of the guys at the party have you told?”

“Never mind. Let’s keep playing; I’m going to sink the 8-ball in the left corner pocket now, Miranda.”

“O.K., then let’s sit down for awhile.” I said.

He beat me in two more moves, and we sat on his nice black leather couch together. For some reason the topic of his girlfriend’s pussy was intriguing me, and I asked Jim more about it.

“Did Selena always have it shaved, or is this something recent?” I asked Jim.

“Well, she said she never did before. Actually, she shaved it at my request, and she likes it so much she is going to keep it that way. If you want to no the truth, she let me help her shave the first time. It was really exciting, and she was so turned on afterwards that she couldn’t keep her hands off of me. It is much easier for me to eat her out without all that hair.”

“I’ve never shaved down there before. I keep it neatly trimmed sometimes, but have never shaved it all off.”

“Yes, Miranda, I know all about your short red bush.” He laughed. Jim had seen my pussy many times. We had been to nude beaches together, and also I had been naked doing many dares that he and our friend Sarah had egged me on to do.

“This is kind of embarrassing, Jim, but it is not short at all now, I haven’t trimmed it for ages and it is very bushy. I can’t even wear a skimpy bikini to the beach; I really have to trim it soon.”

“Why don’t you shave all of it off?”

“I have considered it; I just haven’t ever gotten around to it. The time was never right. It takes a long time to shave it all off, and I just haven’t ever done it. If I ever do it really, I want to do it properly, and leave not a single hair standing. I want to go totally bare, not do a half-assed job of it.”

I hadn’t been paying attention, but about three of the guys at the party were within earshot of this very intimate conversation Jim and I were having.

“I couldn’t help but overhearing you talking about shaving your pussy, Miranda.” Jim’s friend Mark informed me. “That sounds fucking awesome. I saw you running around naked on the beach last month, and as hot as that was, seeing you with a bald pussy would have been even hotter.”

I blushed. I had almost forgotten that about half of the people at this party had seen me stark naked when I had walked around the beach nude last month. It had been on a dare from Jim and our friend Sarah. I had stripped off all of my clothing and walked all the way across the beach naked. This was a regular public beach, not a nude beach, and I had caused quite a scene.

“Well, Mark, I have considered shaving down there, as you just heard. I might just do that some time in the future.”

“Miranda, why don’t you do it right now? Most of us here have already seen you nude, and I can tell you right now, you would make everyone’s night if we could all watch you do it.”

“Mark, what the fuck, do you really think I would do that in public?”

“Well, I doubt it. But if you did it would be the coolest fucking thing everyone here has ever seen. If anyone would do something so bold it would be you, Miranda; I figured it couldn’t hurt to ask.”

“Listen, Mark. If I ever really shave my pussy, I will do it in private. You are totally nuts if you think I would ever do something as private as that in front of an audience.” I told him angrily.

“Well, O.K. It can’t hurt to ask.” He responded.

I was not sure how the topic of conversation had turned to me shaving my pussy, but soon I noticed that a bunch of guys were looking at me with lust in there eyes. Jim held my hand and said “Don’t mind them. They are all looking for a cheap thrill, and since they saw you on the beach they all have the hots for you. I know that shaving your pussy for a crowd is way over the line, and that you would never really do that, Miranda.”

There is one thing that you should know about me. When someone tells me I could never do something, in my mind I take that as a challenge, and feel compelled to prove that person wrong.

“Oh, you think I would never do something so bold, Jim?” I questioned him.

“Of course not. I’m sorry that Mark and the guys overheard us. I know that you would never ever really do that.”

Gus, another guy at the party, overheard us talking.

“Hey, Miranda, I heard you might shave your pussy.”

“What the fuck, does everyone here know about this?” I asked him.

“Miranda, I have to tell you, if you ever were to really do that, let someone watch. My girlfriend shaved hers a year ago, but she wouldn’t let me watch her do it. It was so hot to see her all bare after she shaved, but I really wanted to watch the process. If I could ever witness a girl shaving her pussy it would make my year. I would…Oh never mind.”

I was intrigued by what he almost said. “You would what, Gus?”

“Really, I’m sorry I brought the subject up. Would you like another beer, Miranda?”

“Yes I would, Gus. But you have to complete your thought. What would you do?”

“Nothing. Would you like a Corona or a Bud Light?”

“A Corona, of course, duh. But what were you going to say, Gus?”

“Um…I can’t.”

“Gus, you just practically invited me to shave my pussy while you watch, the least you can do is satisfy my curiosity about what you would do.”

“O.K. I can’t believe I am even telling you this. If I could have watched my girlfriend shave her pussy I would have jacked off and come so hard. You might not know this, but most males find shaved pussies so hot, but no one I know has ever seen a woman actually doing it.”

Now I was getting a bit turned on myself. If I hadn’t been drinking Amaretto sours and Coronas all night I would not have said what I said next.

“So you all think it would be the hottest thing you’ve ever seen to watch me shave down there.” I said a bit too loudly, only intending for Gus, Mark and Jim to hear.

“Hell yeah!” a guy I had never met yelled out.

“Do it, Miranda!” another guy screamed.

I hadn’t meant to tease all the guys so much, and I still had no intention of doing this in front of them all.

“O.K., I can tell you all want me to shave my pussy. But I can’t do it in front of a crowd; that would be too much. I’ll tell you what, I’ll let Jim see, and he will tell you all about it.”

“C’mon, Miranda, let us all watch. We won’t tell anyone, and it will make our night.” Gus said.

“Really, guys. Do you think I am going to shave my pussy for a crowd? Are you all insane?”

“Yes, we are. And so are you, Miranda!” Mark said while touching my arm.

Now I was intrigued. I really was curious about how it would feel to shave down there, and it totally turned me on to know that a big group of guys was so interested in seeing the process. What I said next came out of nowhere. I don’t know what made me even consider doing it in front of everyone, but I told the crowd I would do it.

“O.K. I can see you all won’t leave me alone unless I agree to do it. I’ll do it, but I will need some supplies. If I am provided with what I need to do this properly, I will make your night and shave my pussy right here on the floor for you all to see. I will need a package of Gillette Venus razors. Not just one blade, but a four pack. I will also need some fresh washcloths. Not used ones, but some brand new ones. And I will need a brand new electric shaver to get started. My bush is pretty hairy right now, and I can’t just start shaving away with a razor until some of it is cleared. Finally I need some manicure scissors. And to repeat myself, every thing must be brand new, not used, or I won’t even consider doing this.”

I had every intention of following through with this act, because I knew full well that there was no way that Jim had all of these items in his house. What I didn’t count on was a 24 hour Wal-Mart 10 minutes away. Jim said he would go get everything I needed right away.

There I was, the only women in the basement, with at least twenty horny guys expecting to see me shave my bush for them. I never knew how I got myself into situations like this, but once I did I always followed through. It felt very awkward having everyone look at me. They all knew what I was going to do soon. I went into a corner and drank my Corona by myself.

Jim came back way too soon. He had absolutely everything on my list.

“O.K., Miranda. I even got you a new towel.” He told me. He laid out a big fluffy red towel on the floor, along with the Venus razors, the washcloth, the scissors, and the electric shaver. I felt totally on the spot now, with all eyes on me. I took a deep breath.

“I can’t believe I am even considering doing this. Usually I don’t do stuff like this unless someone bets me to or dares me to. I mean, really, what is in it for me?” I asked the group.

“The satisfaction of making twenty guys almost come in their pant?” Someone yelled to me. Good enough, now I knew why I was actually doing this. I absolutely LOVE turning men on with my body. I never knew that watching a woman shave was such a common fantasy, but evidently it was, and everyone was staring at me eagerly.

“All right, I guess there is no point in beating around the bush, pun intended.” I told the crowd. “I can’t believe I am really doing this. O.K., here goes nothing.”

I unsnapped the button on my jeans. Then I unzipped the fly and pulled the jeans off. I let them drop to the floor. I felt a moment of hesitation about losing my panties. If I was just getting naked for the group, it wouldn’t have fazed me; but I had promised to let them all watch me shave my pussy, and that made my knees weak. I stood there for a minute in just my panties and t-shirt. They all looked at me in anticipation. I felt like a lamb in a crowd of hungry wolves. I closed my eyes. My panties were white with red roses on the front and back. I slipped my fingers into the sides, and slowly slid my panties down to the floor and stepped out of them. I was now bottomless, with twenty men staring at my crotch. I felt embarrassed because I had let my bush grow so long. It was out of control, long red hairs all over my crotch from my pussy lips to my thighs. I wished I had at least trimmed myself down there first.

I lay myself down on the brand new towel, and asked Jim to hand me the electric razor and a battery. I had to trim myself before I could shave myself. I put the battery in the brand new electric razor and turned it on. It made a buzzing noise. It felt very loud, because the room was dead silent. The guys were salivating, eager to witness this very intimate performance. I shaved all of the long hairs, making a big mess on the towel. My long red pubic hairs went flying all over my bare stomach and legs. I made Jim get me the washcloth and then I wiped off the hairs.

Now I was partially bare. My red bush was still a bit out of control, and I asked for the scissors next. Jim gave me the small silver manicure scissors. I spread my legs and trimmed the hairs even shorter. Snip, snip, snip. I looked down between my legs and saw the pubic hairs get shorter and shorter. It took me at least ten minutes to complete this stage. When I felt I had cut enough, I put the scissors back into the black leather case that they had come in, and asked Jim to pass me the Gillette Venus razor. He quickly passed the razor to me. I realized that I needed some water and shaving cream.

Gus quickly got me a bowl of hot water and a brand new tube of shaving cream. It was Clinique for Men, and I knew I was in for a treat. I had been afraid he was going to come out with a rusty old can of Barbasol. I squirt a big dollop of the rich silky shaving cream into the palm of my hand. I spread the shaving cream all around my pussy and lathered it up. I dipped the brand new razor into the bowl of hot water, and began the process of shaving the hairs all off. Scrape, scrape, scrape. The hairs got shorter and shorter before my eyes. I had to spread my legs really wide to get to some of the stray hairs. All eyes were on my pussy. The guys looked at me, barely able to contain their lust. I saw that a few of the guys had buried there hand into their pants. Good. That is why I do things like this, I thought. It made me feel so good inside to know that my daring acts of exhibitionism made guys need to touch their cocks. I hoped they all would get so stiff that they couldn’t even walk!

My eyes lit up when I wiped away the shaving cream and saw how bare my pussy was becoming. There were still way to many stray red curly hairs for my taste, however, and I changed blades. I put some more shaving cream onto my pussy and shaved some more. Some areas were completely bald and some areas had too many stray hairs. I did this all very slowly, terrified of cutting myself. I dipped the razor into the bowl of water very often, and many times I demanded a new bowl of hot water. Guys brought me new bowls of hot water very quickly when I asked.

Wiping away the hairs for the third time, I stood up and looked down between my legs. Everyone applauded me. Evidently they were all very impressed. But I was not satisfied. There were still some small patches of short hair on my thighs and close to my red pussy lips. As hard as I had tried, I could not get them all off, even after all that shaving.

“Good job, Miranda!” Mark praised me. All of the guys looked right at my semi-bare pussy after I stood up.

“I’m glad you all approve, but I am not quite finished. I promised you all that I would shave myself bare, and I am not satisfied with the job I did. Maybe you don’t notice, but I still have hairs everywhere. I plan on doing this right.” I told everyone.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. It was a very small bathroom in the basement. It had a toilet, a sink, and a shower stall. I took off my t-shirt and bra and went into the shower. I closed the glass door of the shower and stood under the spout. I turned on the water. It was freezing at first, causing goose pimples to pop up all over my bare skin. After a few minutes, I got the water blazing hot. I soaped up my body really good. I had been smart enough to bring a razor and shaving cream into the shower, and I shaved myself even more under the hot stream of water. I made sure to shave my legs really good so they would look as bare as my pubic area, and I also shaved under my arms. When I was satisfied, I put down the razor and let the jet of hot water wash all the stray hairs off of my body. The steam helped to soften my skin for the final stage of the shaving process.

After finishing the shower, I was about to put my bra and shirt back on when I realized that there was no point in getting dressed. The guys had already seen me bottomless, and it felt strange to consider putting on a top after my steamy shower. I dried off my body and walked out of the shower completely nude. The guys all applauded again when I strolled into the basement naked.

I lay down on the towel again, and spread my legs. I knew that my pussy was almost bare, and that they were all looking between my legs at the red lips of my naked pussy. I loved the feeling of being looked at. I always get turned on having men look at me naked, and I suppose that is why I agreed to do something as crazy as shaving for a big group of people. I got out yet another new razor blade and shaved away until I was almost completely bare. I began to get frustrated because there were some hairs I couldn’t quite reach. Mostly they were around my anus, and it felt strange to leave those hairs there when almost all of the other ones were shaved off already.

I asked Jim to help me out. He took the blade and very carefully got rid of the hairs around my anus. I felt more exposed than I had felt all night, because this area was REALLY intimate, and everyone had gathered around my feet to look at the shaving process up close. Two guys I had never met held my feet apart as far as they could while Jim shaved me even more. It took at least ten more minutes before he announced that he was done. He wiped my bare pussy with the washcloth and handed me a small mirror to check his work.

I held the mirror at an angle so I could inspect the work. My goal had been to shave my pussy completely bald, and I looked very closely, making sure that the job was done. I did not see a single hair. I put my hands right on my pussy lips, and although they felt almost completely smooth, I felt a tiny bit of stubble. I made Jim go over his work yet again with the last of the new razors. He shaved and shaved, dipping the razor into the bowl of hot water over and over until I finally felt satisfied. I then made him rub aftershave onto the newly bare area between my legs, and it tingled. Finally I wiped the area clean with the washcloth, and I was satisfied that the job was complete.

I stood up, and began to put my panties back on, when I guy named Ian told me that he wanted to feel it… Although I had let Jim touch me down there, I didn’t know if I could handle everyone else touching my pussy also. Reluctantly, I lay down again and let him touch my bare pussy.

Naively I had expected everyone else to be content just to watch, but now that I had let Ian feel the handiwork, everyone else expected to also. I walked over to the black leather couch, and resigned myself to the fact that everyone else wanted to touch me. I closed my eyes and spread my legs, while the guys all took turns touching me one by one.

After the game, Cori gave each of the guys a congratulatory kiss. Then, it was time for the drawing. There were 22 Irregulars on hand, and they each put their name on a slip of paper. To add to the fun, Ben had Cori remove her thong and the pouch of this tiny piece of fabric was used to hold the paper in lieu of a hat.

Closing her eyes and baring her teeth, Cori buried her face in her own thong, digging out a single piece of paper with her talented lips. John read the name of the winner, “Sam!”

Everyone groaned, disappointed for themselves, then cheered and slapped Sam on the back. Sam was a favorite among The Irregulars, and most of the guys were genuinely happy for him. A gentle, soft-spoken man, Sam was in his late 40s, but looked 10 years older. He was short — just 5′7″ — and weighed over 300 pounds. A lifelong bachelor, Sam had had very few dates and even fewer blowjobs — none that he hadn’t paid for.

Sam was as dimwitted as he was friendly. He was a good ol’ country boy with very little education, a thick accent and an infectious belly laugh. He was all smiles now as he stepped out of the bleachers and accepted a congratulatory kiss from Cori.

“Meet you at the bar in about 45 minutes, Sam,” John said, shaking his hand. “Take good care of her, enjoy yourself and bring her back when you’re done.”

“Got it,” Sam said. Everyone got in their cars and headed for the happy hour celebration while Sam led Cori to his SUV. They both climbed in the back and Sam unfastened his pants before he sat down. Cori knelt in front of him and pulled his pants down the rest of the way and was greeted by a short, thick cock that was already full erect at a little over 5 inches. Despite being short, this fat cock was going to be a mouthful.

“You are so gorgeous,” Sam said.

“Thank you. You’re sweet,” Cori smiled.

“Would you mind if I touched you a little before you, uh, you know?”

“Not at all. How about if I just sit in your lap for a little while and you can touch whatever you want,” Cori said. “Do you want me to take anything off?”

“Just your skirt,” Sam said, breathing heavy now. Cori slipped off her skirt, then sat her thong-split ass in Sam’s lap. He was a bit tentative at first, but she assured him again that it was all right, and then his hands were all over her. They squeezed her firm tits through her sweater, then pushed up underneath it to get a handle on the real things. Sam was breathing hard through his mouth, nearly slobbering, staring intently at her body. He squeezed harder, mashing her erect nipples. Cori issued no complaint.

She was well aware that, unless he won the grand prize at the end of the year, this was Sam’s one chance to do something he had wanted to do for a long time. She was flattered and quite willing to subject her body to this sweet, chubby man’s desires. Without being conceited, she allowed herself to believe she was probably by far the most attractive woman he had ever been with, and that made it all the more enjoyable to please him.

He ran his hands down her sides, then across the thong straps on her hips. Her skin was so smooth and warm in his course hands. He slipped one hand inside her thong, rubbing across her neatly trimmed bush. The other hand dipped between her thighs and stuffed the thong between her juicy twat lips. He pulled it back and forth a few times across her clit before pulling it out and pushing it to the side. Within seconds, he had three meaty fingers jammed inside her, finger-banging the hottest cunt he’d ever come in contact with.

“You are so hot, Cori,” he said. “I beat off every night thinking about you.”

“Well, you don’t have to beat off tonight,” Cori said. “Whenever you’re ready, my mouth and throat are all yours. But take your time and enjoy this. I’m your horny little slut to do with as you please. There’s no rush.”

“Thanks, Cori. You’re the best,” Sam said. Then, playing along with Cori’s suggested role play, Sam said, “Now, you little slut, lay back and spread those legs for me.” Cori lay down on the seat and flopped one leg over the back and put her other foot on the floor. Her thighs were spread, her thong was pushed aside and he had full view and access to her pussy. He grabbed her thong, pulled it down her long legs and tossed it aside.

“Take off your sweater,” he said, sliding between her legs and re-inserting three fingers into her wet snatch. Cori removed her Hard Body top, leaving her naked except for her heels. Sam played with her like this for a few minutes, driving a fourth finger inside her while diddling her clit with his thumb. But he wanted to play with her tits, which were hard to reach in this position. So, he dragged her on her back across his lap, putting both tits and pussy within easy reach.

While one hand finger-banged her cunt — brining about a noticeable amount of lubrication and arousal from Cori — the other mauled and manhandled her tits and the rock-hard nipples that stuck out like lightning rods on top of a skyscraper. Cori, who was indeed enjoying the finger fucking, played up her response, moaning and licking her lips and arching her back excessively. Even if he knew she was faking to some degree, he had to appreciate the show and the effort.

He certainly appreciated her body, too, and would like to have continued exploring and playing with it all night, but his cock betrayed him. He knew he couldn’t wait much longer and he ached to feel her mouth on his cock.

“Suck me, slut,” he said, pulling his hand out of her cunt. “Get on the floor, on your knees and worship my cock. Suck it, you fucking bitch. Choke on it and swallow it. You know you’ve wanted it for a long time. Well, today’s your lucky day. Come and get it, slut.”

Sam had to spread his thick thighs wide to give Cori room to get to his short, throbbing cock. Never one to shirk her responsibilities, Cori buried her head between his sweaty thighs and gave his cock a tantalizing, shaft-long lick. She licked the pre-cum on the tip of his cock head and made a show of tasting and swallowing it.

“Mmm, if it’s that good already, I can’t wait for the main course,” she purred.

“Well, come and get it. I got a full meal, complete with dessert for you. Eat up, bitch.”

Cori giggled, opened her mouth wide and swallowed all of his short, fat cock. Sam groaned and thrust his hips, wedging his cock deeper into her mouth. It wasn’t long enough to explore much of her throat, but it was quite thick and almost completely filled Cori’s mouth.

That didn’t slow her down a bit. She gave him the full licking and sucking treatment. Cori didn’t know how to give a bad blowjob. She licked and sucked his sweaty balls and made a meal of his cock. It was fast-food, though, as Sam lasted only a few minutes before putting his hands on the back of her head and emptying an impressive load into her mouth. As was routine, Cori collected it all in her mouth, then made sure he was watching before she swallowed. He groaned in appreciation.

She cleaned him off thoroughly while he made jokes about her “going back for seconds.” When they were done, he thanked her profusely for the greatest experience of his life. Cori was touched by his sweetness and felt great about bringing such joy to this gentle man.

They dressed and drove off to join the rest of the crew waiting for them at the bar. Much like winning a game, part of the joy of the blowjob was the opportunity to brag about it, which Sam did, relating every detail to his long-time cohorts.

“I swear, she swallowed all of it,” he said. “Didn’t you, Cori?”

“I sure did,” Cori beamed. “Good to the last drop!”

This brought a round of groans and hollers from the guys, who all couldn’t wait for their next chance to bag the team cheerleader. The plan to raise team spirit and morale had definitely worked.

They hung out at the bar for an hour or so before Ben took Cori home. He used his personal sex toy once in each hole before they both fell asleep.

WEDNESDAY

Ben and Cori both overslept and barely had time for a quick pussy fuck before Ben took Cori home to get ready for work. She showered and dressed quickly in her required Wednesday attire: a mini skirt and crop top. The mini skirt was black and very short and tight. She wore a pink thong underneath it. The crop top was hot pink and cut so as to leave the bottoms of her breasts sticking out. With no bra, her hard nipples were plainly evident through the tight fabric. She also wore a pink choker, black heels and white bobbi socks.

When she arrived at work, John greeted her with a hard-on and promptly directed her to the office where he used his only “floating fuck” for the week. He removed her thong and fucked her pussy vigorously for several minutes before blowing his load down her throat. At John’s instruction, Cori didn’t put the thong on the rest of the day.

Everyone was in good spirits all day, happy about the first football game and the success of the contest. They were also, as always, buoyed by the presence of Cori in one of her typically spectacular outfits.

Cori made everyone’s day at Daddy’s Diner, flashing a broad smile and wet pussy for the crowd before strolling out with the gang’s lunch. She never noticed Jarvis’ blue pickup circling the block, driving slowly up behind her several times as he watched and stared. If she had, she would have noticed his lusting eyes and his wicked grin as he spoke anxiously on his cell phone.

“Yeah, man, I’m watching her right now,” he was saying. “Her ass is about to fall out of that skirt. Man, I want to pull over and grab her right now … yeah, yeah, I know. I’ll wait until Saturday. But you better come through, man, or else I’ll not only get my money back, but I’ll also blab about you all over town and you’ll be in jail … all right, all right, just wanted to give you f air warning. I trust you, but I’m just telling you, don’t let me down.”

The person on the other end of the phone hung up and Jarvis, realizing that Cori was almost back to the shop, turned off, careful not to avoid too much suspicion. His cock was rock hard and he was pretty sure it would stay that way until he finally fucked Cori. He knew one thing: he hadn’t whacked off in two weeks, ever since this plan came up. He wanted to be as horny and have as much cum stored up as possible. He planned to give it all to Cori.

Unaware of Jarvis’ devious plan, Cori returned happily to the shop where she joined the boys for lunch. The afternoon was relatively uneventful and evening brought about Cori’s date night with Ty. Apparently, Ty had done little but think about Cori’s hot ass and how much fun it had been to fuck the other night.

They didn’t bother going out to eat or to a movie or anything. They went to his place, ordered a pizza and then Ty, unable to wait any longer, prepped his toy for another anal invasion. He sat on the couch with a bottle of lube. Cori, naked now except for her heels, rubbed the oil on his cock while he poured and pushed lube into her ass. When she was ready, he pulled her on top of him, her back to him as they sat on the couch.

He spread her ass cheeks with his hands and pointed his meaty cock at her puckered hole, splitting it open and skewering her tender body with his mighty prong. She squealed and he moaned as all 10 inches once again found their home inside her bowels.

“Ride it, babe,” he said. Cori, with her shoes flat on the floor, began raising herself up and down on his cock, impaling herself on it. “Yeah, that’s it. Jump up and down on it. Ream yourself, bitch.” Cori didn’t jump up and down, but Ty, who was very strong, did put his hands around her waist and lifted her off her feet. He’d lift her entirely off his cock, then drop her — with her asshole still spread wide — right back on top of him, driving his shaft all the way in, balls deep. Cori was being ripped apart and loving it. Even though it hurt a little, she loved being controlled and used this way by Ty, who she knew had no intention of hurting her in any way. She trusted him completely, and that’s why she was able to enjoy what otherwise would have been a brutally powerful fucking.

Five minutes after Ty had filled her ass with boiling hot cum, the pizza man arrived. Ty sent Cori to the door naked — his more than generous tip to the pizza man. Ty was much more gentle with Cori the rest of the night, fucking her pussy twice — once on top and once doggie style — and mouth once. After a good night’s rest, he was ready for another dip in Cori’s ass and, bending her over the back of a kitchen chair, pounded her as hard as he could for 20 minutes before giving her a semen enema.

“When did you become such an ass man?” Cori asked as he drove her home. “I’m not complaining; you can fuck me any way you want. I’m just curious.”

“I don’t know,” Ty said. “I guess I always liked it, but the session on the balcony the other night just turned something loose. I just love the way it feels, literally banging the shit out of you, owning and impaling you. I won’t hurt you, ever, but I sure do like feeling powerful and in total control of you. I guess knowing I can pound your ass any time I want gives me that feeling.”

“Well, my ass is yours,” Cori said. “I usually don’t like anal that much, but something about the way you do it is great. I guess I like the feeling of riding something so power, in some ways controlling it and yet knowing you could rip me in half with your cock.”

“Since we both like it, I think we’ll keep doing it every couple days,” Ty said.


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