Under His Spell [invite only]

[angelique127]

I looked myself over in the full length mirror. I knew HE would be pleased, after all I had dressed exactly as He told me too. My long dark hair was piled on top of my head, held up by pearl clips. He said that He liked it this way because it made me look sophisticated....and if you pulled out the pins to let it fall...I looked like a slut. His slut of course, to do anything He wanted me to do. More about that later...
My big brown eyes sparkled as I looked myself over...not too much make-up, just enough to highlight my cheeks and full red lips. I wore my white pearl necklace around my slender neck, and a pair of dangling gold earrings with a single pearl....gifts from Him, as was the white dress I had on. The dress showed off my full, firm breasts as well as my long legs, since it was so short. Not that it was tight...it flared out at the bottom with a full petticoat underneath, exposing my panties and stocking tops when I sat down, unless I kept my legs crossed. Oh yes, my silk stockings were black with the line up the back, and that was another rule of His that must never be broken...a lady always wore stocking's. Everywhere I went....
I stepped into my white heels, grabbed my purse and went downstairs to await His arrival.

My husband, Gorden, was peforming one of his duties....running the vacuum cleaner across the carpet. He glanced up when he saw me, a look of dissappointment on his face....Good...let him eat his heart out...this was all his fault anyway. It wasn't like I had any choice in the matter...Drake, my Lord and Master, would be arriving at any moment to pick me up, to take me to preform MY duty...to serve and please Him, or whoever He chose. That was the way things were....NOW ! No, it wasn't alway's like this, being forced to entertain Him...be His complete and total whore...a slave to my master's desire's. Yes, this story is a long one, while not very complicated... it is full of confusing human emotions, it is a story filled with greed and power, love and hate, sex and sin...all in the pursuit of pleasure. Past and present.

As the story unfolds.....

 

[makofin]

Drake Mc Finn

The limo came to a stop in front of Traci and Gorden Lyons house. As my trusted driver opened the car door, I stepped out into the cool of the early evening, walking to their front door to ring the bell. I knew who would answer, as he always did. Gorden had been expecting me and he let me enter his home.
" Is your wife ready ?" I asked, staring down at the smaller man."
" Yes s-s- sir, she is...won't you come in and have a d-d- drink first, Mr. Mc Finn ?" Gorden stammered.
Without bothering to answer this fool, I boldly walked into the living room, where Traci was sitting in a chair. She smiled upon seeing me.
" Good evening, Mr. Mc Finn...so pleased that you're here."
Traci said with her soft southern accent.
" The pleasure is all mine." I assured her.
I looked at her. My lord, she looked sensational...but then she always did. I remembered the first time I saw her...she seemed so unattainable, not just because she was married, that had never stopped me before...but I guess it was her attitude. On the surface, it was like she came across as a' beautiful spoiled little brat' or' you are not good enough to talk to me, let alone touch me' kind of thing. To be honest, Traci Lyons presented a challenge...I had wanted this goddess and nothing was going to stop me from getting her, even her pathetic husband.
Speaking of... Gordon came into the room carrying our drinks...this was not my first time here, so he knew what I drank.
" Anything else I can get for you sir ?
" No...that's all for now, go finish your chores." I dismissed him with a wave of my hand. I knew he wouldn't go very far, he never did, choosing to remain within earshot of our conversation.
" At least he is not completely worthless." I remarked, refering to his cleaning of a nearby table.
Traci didn't say anything, only gave a strained smile." May I ask where we are going this evening ?"
" It is a surprise, but I'm glad you are dressed for the event."
" I dressed as per your request, Sir."
" Let's see !" I demanded.
Traci stood up and to my delight, lifted her short dress to reveal her white, see thru panties. She even turned around so I could see the back of them.
" Do you like these ? I purchased them today....just for you, Sir ."
" Very nice !'' I said, as she teasingly faced me again. Her dark, trimmed pubic hair was almost visable through the sheer materail. I wanted to take her right there, on the couch, she looked so good, but there was time for that later. Instead, I announced it was time to leave. As we walked to the door, Traci spoke to her husband...
" Don't wait up for me, dear, I'm sure we will be rather late !"

 

[angelique127]

Taken for a ride....

Once inside the limo, I was told to fix us another drink. I wanted to ask Drake where we were going, but didn't dare. I knew better by this point in our relationship. It really did not matter anyway, whatever or wherever, I would go along with it without protest. I understood that Drake was my master and by pleasing Him, I was pleasing myself also. Never had a man who made me feel this way before...so submissive, if you will. I was use to men alway's trying to get my attention, coming after me...not the other way around. I mean, I CRAVED being with him...I would do anything he told me, in a way. I existed for his touch...felt excited by his power...wanted to give myself to him completely..to be OWNED by him !
Maybe it was his dark brooding eyes...or the cruel twisted smile on his lips, his full, thick, dark head of hair ...long in the back, falling past his collar. Or was it his body...he was built like a greek god...wide muscular shoulders and arms, broad chest, flat stomach which tapered down to his very firm, rounded butte. And there was something else, of course, that I can not forget to mention...having spent hours worshipping it...using my mouth and tongue, along with my lips on it....feeling it plunge deep inside me....so hard...so big and thick...so powerful !!!
I'm sure alot of it has to do with his confidence...almost arrogance, it would seem. Whatever....I belonged to Him.

 

[makofin]

Background

My finger entwined in Mrs. Traci Lyons dark hair as she sat next to me , on our way to our destination. I could smell her perfume...a scent I liked, since I insisted she wear it for me. I looked at her sitting there, with her legs crossed, sipping her drink. Traci was beautiful, beyond a doubt, and I wanted to take her right there, on the back seat of the limo. Just gazing at her aroused me...but I would wait, the night was still young. Besides, we weren't going very far, just across town to a friend's photography studio...

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I remembered the first time I saw Traci. She was with her husband, Gorden, sitting in my office. She was wearing a red dress and hat. I was actually stunned by her beauty...and then as Gorden formally introduced her and she held out her gloved hand to be kissed, she spoke in her charming southern accent, " So pleased to meet ya'all, I do hope you can help us!" I knew they were not from the Houston area of Texas, and I found out later they had moved here from South Carolina.
Anyhow Gorden Lyons had called me in hopes that I could help him, since he was in serious financail trouble, not to mention the I.R.S. At this point, he was broke, wiped out in fact, and surviving on his wife's trust fund. I , being a corporate lawyer of sorts, an expert on Texas state law...one of my many talents, well he was desperate, so he had came to me. Let me just say, hardly no one ever takes on the I.R.S. and wins, but I had successfully did this twice before.
As Gordy told his tale of woe, I found it hard to pay attention...I was far more interested in his beautiful wife, who was sitting there with her legs crossed...legs encased in black silk stocking's . I have to admit, there is something about stocking's on a fine looking lady that just drives me wild !!! I couldn't resist thinking how it would feel to have those silky legs wrapped around me. I pictured myself taking her right there on my desk...in front of her wimpy, skinny-ass husband, if need be ....
That was the first time I saw Traci, but it wouldn't be the last !!!

 

[angelique127]

Second helping's...

The limo came to a stop in front of a rather large home somewhere in the suburbs of on the other side of town. As we approached the door, I couldn't help noticing the garden. It was magnificant...covered with stone and cactus, surrounded by lights. Drake rang the bell and before long a young man answered, inviting us inside. After the handshake, Drake introduced our host, whose name was Miles...he was a photograher. He then led us into his studio, where I sat down. Waiting, for whatever came next....

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After our office visit with the, should I say, handsome yet bold attorney Drake Mc Finn, it was several days before he called to suggest another meeting. He needed more information, so he offered to visit us at home the following day, to go over some options. Meanwhile my husband, in his ever growing state of panic, was drinking more and more each day. It seemed he was always drunk...or sullen, or just plain miserable. I could barely stand to be around him. Not that I wasn't scared of losing everything, but I held on to hope that Drake could help us.
Plus...I had to admit, there was something about this man...Drake seemed so strong, so secure...and he was so good looking...I really looked forward to seeing him again.

 

[makofin]

Photo shoot...

Miles showed Traci where the dressing room was located. When she saw all the various outfits or costumes, I heard her exclaim " I do declare " in amazement. I sat waiting in a directors chair. I knew she was having a hard time deciding what to wear when she came over to where I was relaxing.
" What do you suggest , sir....there is just so much to chose from ?"
" Whatever you want...maybe something to make your husband eat his heart out. Besides, you would look great in anything you choose." I answered.
" You mean you can't even give me any hints ?" she frowned.
" I think I know what he wants, darling," Miles interrupted, " Something sophisticated to start off with !"
They both dissappeared into the dressing room. I smiled to myself

I should have told her that I prefered her naked...

 

[angelique127]

Custume change

After several pictures were taken in sheer black see-thru dress, Miles suggested that I change into the french maid outfit. He said Drake would love it, as most men love the submissive fantasy image. I knew Drake liked me that way....submissive...and the fact I would do anything for him !

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I remember the day Drake came to our house for the second meeting. Though I barely knew him, I found myself looking forward to it...maybe because I hoped that it would ease Gorden's mind, he was becoming simply unbearable to live with, or maybe it was because I wanted to see Drake again. I must confess, the night before I had an erotic dream about him...I won't go into the details, but let's just say when I woke...I found myself rather aroused ! Not only that...but even while awake, I found myself thinking about him. I knew this was wrong, being married and all...but I just couldn't help it ! You have to understand...at that time, to be honest...I resented Gorden for putting us in this situation, I blamed him for all our troubles...and here comes this strong, secure, confident, handsome MAN...seeming to come and rescue this damsel in distress.

And that's exactly what happened...

 

[makofin]

The taking...

As I was driving over to the Lyons 's residence that day, I questioned myself why I was even bothering, I mean I knew the guy couldn't afford to pay me, and on top of that, when I was researching his financail statements, I discovered that there was alot of missing money. So this guy was being less than honest with me. On the other hand, Gorden Lyons had one FINE wife and it made me angry that whatever he did, he didn't seem to care about her ...thoughtless, if you ask me. A woman like that deserved to be pampered, spoiled and appreciated !

Traci Lyons answered the door after I rang the bell, she greeted me with a smile and invited me inside her grand upscale home, but it wasn't their furniture that impressed me. Traci looked sensational, and I could tell she had spent some time getting ready. Again, I kissed her hand and complimented her on her beauty. { she actually blushed } I followed her into the study, where Traci, playing hostess, offered me a mint julip for refreshment and informed me that her husband would be down shortly, for a private meeting. Somewhat dissappointed that she wouldn't be joining us, I sat back and waited....

It wasn't very long before I fiqured out why Gordon Lyons didn't want his wife to hear what was said during our private session in the study. I had suspected all along something was wrong, there was far too much money unaccounted for. In most cases, the client either has a gambling problem, or a mistress stashed somewhere, and after awhile it becomes very hard to explain the missing money and the cover-up involved. In his case, Gorden was just plain stupid...he got caught by the I.R.S.
Without going into all those details, I listened to his tearful confession, about his mistress in Dallas, who demanded not only his time but money. The bottom line was ...he was blackmailed by her. She had used him of course...and after the expensive gifts had stopped, had threatened to expose their affair to his wife.
Let's just say I didn't feel the least bit sorry for him...and I would use this to MY advantage....

 

[angelique127]

In the studio

Miles took several shots of me in the maid's outfit in different poses. I had never modeled before...but I was surprised that it was all so very easy, even with Drake watching. I just did what I was told, following Mile's directions. He took what seemed to be hundreds of pictures. I didn't mind...if this is what Drake wanted, then that is what he got. I would do anything for him, no questions asked !
Yes...I guess you could say, it was that day at my home when Drake came over, that my world seemed to fall apart...but at the same time it all changed, for the better ! I now had a MAN who wanted me, and I wanted nothing more than to please him. Drake had introduced me to a world of pleasure, one that I never dreamed existed...

Because I had heard everything my husband Gorden had said. They had left the door open to the study. I felt like such a fool at first...I knew something was wrong with the way Gordy acted, always off at meetings, never seeming to have the time to spend with me. I knew how it felt to be neglected....and betrayed. I mean, after all these years I had remained faithful to him and my marriage, and believe me, I COULD have had several affairs, but he was out fucking some blonde bimbo...letting her take him for everything he had, and then some !
Yes ...I was hurt, not to mention devastated, angry, confused, bitter...but then, again, Drake was there for me !!!! Thank God...

 

[makofin]

In the Study...

Let's say, I'll never forget what happened that day...how easy it all fell into place. Here was a man, Gorden Lyons, with a beautiful, goddess of a wife, perfect from head to toe, with dark sultry eyes, on top of a body to die for...classic round ass, long, proportioned legs, firm proud breasts, long dark hair flowing down her back, what more could you ask from a female ? And what does this pathetic, weak, skinny, stupid excuse for a man go and do ? He cheats on her ! Sacrifices everything, and then gets caught !
To make matters worse, when Traci falls into my arms, sobbing, crying her heart out at her misfortune, to seek comfort, Gorden has the nerve to beg and plead for her forgiveness, promising her it will never happen again, he made a mistake....
Sorry, you foolish wimp, I think, it's too late....

I held her trembling body in my arms and kissed away her tears. I feel Traci start to respond to my reassurances...I tell her how beautiful she is...how any man could not resist wanting her...telling her the things she needs to hear.
Before long she looks up at me, tears in those eyes...and that's when I kiss her, gentle at first...and then with more force... I feel her surrender...give in to me...soon my lips are moving downward, pausing at her neck first, to bite and tease...until I find myself kissing the top of her breasts, where they begin to swell...
Gorden is all but forgotten for now....

 

[angelique127]

In the Study {the 1st time}

I closed my eyes and let it happen.
When Drake started kissing me, I was about to protest...but of course, I didn't. Why should I ? I could not deny my attraction to this man...and in some strange way I felt a need for revenge. At any second, I fully expected Gordy to say something...to tell Drake to stop, to defend his wife. Instead he remained silent...all I knew was, I couldn't look at him...

Then Drake broke the kiss, to move on down to my neck...his lips and teeth sending delightful shivers up and down my spine. Soon his mouth explored the top of my breasts, and I felt his hand slip the shoulder strap down over my arm, exposing my nipple, since I had neglected to wear a bra. With his free hand, Drake cupped my breast, while his tongue boldly licked my ever so sensitive nipple, causing it to swell and making me arch my back towards him.
" Alright...that is ENOUGH !" Gorden finally spoke up, still on his knees on the floor in front of us. We both stared at him...but it was Drake who laughed...then calmly said,
" Let me warn you...I don't like being interrupted when I am seducing a lady, so either sit there and watch...or get up and leave !"
" You have to be kidding me. She happens to be MY wife !" Gorden protested.
" Look Gordy...I don't have the time to argue with the likes of you...if you make me get up, I'm going to kick your skinny,wimp ass all over your house !"
My husband didn't say anything. In all honesty, he knew he didn't stand a chance getting into a physical altercation with Drake. My husband always avoided violence...and Drake was very well muscled, and his expression alone would make someone think twice...

Drake turned his attention back to me. With a smile, he lifted the hem of my dress, at the same time using his other hand to grip my thigh, spreading my legs apart...
" Now where were we, before being so rudely interrupted ?"

 

[makofin]

In the study...

" Now where were we, before being so rudely interrupted ?"
The sight before me took my breathe away. Traci was wearing a short, tight white dress that I had pushed up around her hips, but what she had on underneath is what interested the most. She was wearing a white garter belt with sheer matching panties and stockings. Not enough ladies bother to dress like this anymore...had she put them on for me, knowing I was coming over today, I wondered ? Or did she always dress like this, in the middle of the day ?
Nevertheless, Traci Lyons was a vison to behold...sitting there, looking more than pretty, her firm breasts heaving with her breathing, her long legs spread apart, and a look of desire on her face. Then I watched as she reached down to cup both of her firm, naked tits, offering them to me...
" Don't you want to touch these ? My hubby doesn't want to !"
" He must be crazy." I muttered, my own hand touching her, with my lips and tongue soon to follow, teasing her nipple, feeling it stiffen in my mouth. Traci seemed to melt back into the sofa, her chest thrust out, her eyes closed. With my other hand, I let my fingers explore her soft skin above the stocking top, moving ever closer, until my fingers lightly brushed the materail that barely covered her pussy. She groaned...and I was pleased to discover that she was already wet, her panties damp...Traci parted her thighs a little more, and her hands grabbed the hair on my head, forcing me down...

I sank to my knees, inhaling her musky scent, knowing what she wanted. I let my finger slip inside her panties first...feeling how wet and excited she was...

 

[angelique127]

Continued....

Drake's finger slipped into my panties to discover how wet I really was. I just couldn't help it, I was so excited ! His thick finger explored my dripping pussy for a few minutes before entering me, about an inch or so...
" Move your hips, Traci." he ordered me.
For some reason I looked over at my silent husband, still kneeling on the floor behind Drake, he had this pained expression on his face, as if he was in complete agony about what was happening....Good...it served him right ! I started moving my hips and my cunt on Drake's stiff finger, perhaps a little out of spite...feeling it go deeper inside me.
This went on for a short time and then to my dissapointment, I felt his finger pull out...but only so Drake could pull my panties down and off,and then toss them at Gorden...
Go ahead and feel your wife's panties, feel how wet they are." Drake said to Gorden, without looking at him.
Next I felt Drake's strong hands slide underneath my ass cheeks to hold me while his mouth moved within inches of my exposed pussy. After inhaling deeply, I felt his tongue softly touch the outer edge of my cunt, to travel upwards, teasing me...
You have to understand something...I've never had my pussy eatten, except years ago, and then it was by an old high school boyfriend who didn't know what he was doing really...Gorden himself, more or less refused to do it, saying the act replused him, but that didn't mean he was above receiving some in return.
I didn't know what I had been missing. My legs were spread as far as they would go it seemed, when his tongue, lightly touched the inner folds of my cunt....

 

[makofin]

My God, this woman is beautiful, I thought to myself as my tongue gently probed Traci Lyons flushed, pink pussy, tasting her for the first time. She gasped, pushing herself towards my mouth, wanting more...
" Oh yes...please...my husband never...does this to me !" she whispered, the muscles in her thighs straining in need.

I almost laughed, I couldn't believe it ! Gorden Lyons was a bigger fool than I thought. Not only did he cheat on her to begin with, which I did not understand, but NOT to enjoy eatting his lovely wife ? Her scent alone, if not her looks, was enough to make any man hard, and I was keenly aware of my own raging hard cock throbbing with anticipation inside my pants.

"Well Mrs Lyons...I could eat your pussy all day long...if you wanted me too !" I promised her, but not telling her what else I intended to do to it also...

I let my tongue slide up her wet crack, pausing to flick it over her clit a few times, before slipping it back down again , to push deeper into her hot, tight hole. Traci was slowly moving her hips...up and down on my face. I was using my lips now too, and she started moving faster...

" Oh God forbid Drake...please don't stop...it feels so good !"

" Do you like ...having your cunt licked...in front of your husband ?"

" OH YES ! I can't help it...I'm a bad girl !"

Traci was grinding her soaked little cunt on my face, even on my nose...my finger went between her slippery crack to press againest her asshole, entering about an inch...

" OH GOD HELP ME....PLEASE ! OH NO...NOT YET !" she screamed, her eyes flew open for a second...

" That's it...show your hubby what a naughty little wife he has" I urged her on...

 

[angelique127]

It was if my body was not my own, I was losing control...Drake was doing things with his lips and tongue, things Iv'e never dreamed imaginable before...and he was boldly doing them right in front of my husband. I felt his wet fingertip insert it's way into my tight asshole...I almost jumped off of the couch, but instead felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, my toes curled, and my back arched as the sensation traveled up and down my spine...causing me to grab the hair on his head and force his whole face towards my pussy...to grind on it. I could hold back no longer, didn't want too either...so I felt myself explode...the hot, liqiud heat erupt inside of me...
" OH NO-o-o-o...DRAKE....LOOK AT WHAT YOU MADE ME DO ! " I screamed in delight, my whole body taunt but relaxed at the same time.

I watched from the sofa, as Drake stood up, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his broad shoulders, muscled chest and arms and flat hard stomach. When he removed his pants, stepping out of them along with his underwear, my eyes grew wide with amazement ! There he stood in all his glory...his huge, erect cock standing up on it's own...at least nine inches long and very thick...[ twice the size of Gorden's, I must say ] Drake took a step towards me, and gently pulled me up into a sitting position, to guide my mouth to his massive, swollen shaft....
" My turn..." he said.
I looked at my husband, kneeling on the floor, watching us with a pained expression...

 

[makofin]

IN THE STUDIO

We have been inside Mile's studio for over two hours now, but I know it will be worth the wait. I spend the time looking through the sample photo albums of his outstanding artwork, the former models in various exotic poses, some in black and white, or outdoors, most of them catching the essence of the female body.

Finally they are finished, and Miles hands me a large envelope containing over twenty pictures, and I hand him three new crisp hundred dollar bills, without even examining the results.
" Let me just say, that is one fine lady you have there, where did you find her ?" he asks.
" Well, she is the wife of a...client." I answer.
Miles just raises his eyebrows, knowing not to ask too many questions. I wasn't about to reveal the purpose of the pictures anyhow.
' She will be with you in a minute, she is just getting changed." Miles told me, as he left the room.


While I was waiting for Traci, I decided to check out the pic's...I was delighted to see they were all quality pic's, tastefully done, some were even computer enhanced, but there was one that caught my eye...beyond a shadow of doubt, the best of them all, exactly what I was looking to portray...
Her signature.....

 

[angelique127]

In the Limo...

I crossed my legs, accepting the drink from Drake.
" So, do you like the pictures ?" I asked Drake, who I sat next too, once again, in the back of the limo.
" Very erotic, to say the least."
" I can't believe I posed like that, in front of a stranger !"
'' Did it excite you ?" Drake asked.
I smiled, not wanting to admit it. " Yes, a little. "
Drake pulled me close and then kissed me. My hand brushed the front of his slacks to discover that, to my surprise, his cock was already hard. My fingers continued to play with the stiff outline, through the materail of his pants. I carefully pulled down the zipper, releasing his huge dick, holding it in my hand.
" What do you want me to do now...sir ?" I whispered, knowing what he wanted me to do...as I bent down to let my wet tongue lick the entire length, from the bottom up, my mind flashed back to the first time, in my study, in front of Gorden.....

 

[makofin]

cruising in the limo

I had waited all night, patiently, while Traci had modeled for those pictures. After seeing that last one, with the pearls in her pussy...the kiss we shared...and the fact, that just being next to her aroused me. I closed my eyes as her tongue slowly made it's way up my aching cock....just like the first time I had taken her in front of her worthless husband....

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Traci was kneeling on the plush carpet, in front of the sofa, where I had just brought her to orgasm by using my mouth...my big stiff cock in her manicured hand...her tongue lightly touching the underside. Her eyes were watching her husband's reaction...as he too sat there, doing nothing to stop us.

" What a foolish little wimp your husband is !'' I couldn't help rubbing it in. He was rubbing himself through his pants, apparently excited by the scene of his beautiful wife, on her knees, sucking my huge, hard cock. " You see, she doesn't need you anymore...why would she need you, when she can have something bigger...harder...stronger than you." I almost laughed in his face.

Traci moaned, taking my superior cock into her willing mouth. I felt myself swell, even harder...

" From now on...you belong to me...do you understand ?" I said ,addressing her, " You are NOT...to let that man touch you in any way."

Traci nodded, her big brown eyes looking into mine...her wicked, naughty tongue, moving in circles, underneath my powerful cock...

 

[angelique127]

In the Study...continued

My God...his dick is so big, I thought to myself, as I sat there, below Drake Mc Finn, on my knees, obediantly using my tongue on him. Not that their were very many to compare it too...except my husband. Excluding a couple of boyfriends before I married...I had always been faithful to my marriage, had never slept with anyone but him...but he had betrayed me, and here I was now, sucking another man's cock.
I wondered how it would feel inside of me, pounding my married pussy...his hard muscled body above me...taking me as he would a slut. Oh yes...I would let him, knowing I had no choice, their being no denying this dominate, powerful man.
Yes , I belonged to him...

Drake continued to humiliate my husband. He told him what a wicked, little tongue I had, how he was going to fuck my wet , hot, married pussy, until I creamed all over his big cock...and his decriptive words were having an effect on me also... I reached down and let my finger play in my cunt...waiting for him to fulfill his promises....

 

[makofin]

I could take no more of her wet tongue and lips on my throbbing, aching dick, so I reached down and pulled Traci to her feet...I wanted to be inside that tight , wet, slippery pussy...bury my big, hard cock deep within...
In one fluid motion, I lifted her dress over her head...Traci stood there, clad in only her white frilly garter belt and black stocking's. In spite of the four-inch heels , she was still wearing, I was considerably taller than her...but that wouldn't matter much longer.

There was a sette' in front of the window, I lifted Traci effortlessly in my arms, and carried her over there, placing her on her back, on top of it. I remembered that she looked up at me...excitement in her big brown eyes...and then she dutifully spead her legs apart, as if she was waiting for me to enter her...now ! I did not have to be told what she wanted from me.

With my hand, I guided my engorged cock around the opening of her cunt, getting it wet in the process...prolonging the anticipation...
" What do you want...Traci...tell me ?" I asked, seeing her beneath me , in the bright afternoon sun...
'' I want you to ... to fuck me...please Drake...put your cock in my. .. my pussy !" she answered.
Not wanting to dissapoint her, and meeting no resistance, I slid the head in, with ease..{My God, she was so wet !!!} Traci groaned, starting to move, slowly at first...I permitted my cock to slip in a little further...
" Maybe your husband doesn't want you...he must be crazy...but that doesn't mean that I don't...I know you can feel how hard I am ! How bad...I want to fuck you." I whispered, thrusting faster inside her perfect body.
" Oh my...God...you are... so big. It feels so good...you are so hard..." Traci 's fingernails dug into the muscles of my naked back...

I leaned back, grabbing her legs by her ankles, letting my cock sink into her even more...moving it with controlled, measured strokes.....

 

[angelique127]

I looked up at him...I could hardly believe this all was actually happening...here was this stranger, who came into our home...invited, of course...and simply took over ! I lay on this setee, in front of my window, in broad daylight, with the drapes open, while he mounted me, his large dick buried in my willing, wet cunt....while my passive husband just sat there and watched, doing nothing to stop him !
Drake held my arms above my head, pushing his massive cock in, going further, deeper with each slow, powerful thrust...already touching places that had never been touched before...every now and then, he would stop moving, holding still...I felt my tight pussy grip him, wanting to hold him inside...
" OH MY ...please don't stop...don't EVER stop..." I cried out to him, never wanting this pleasure to end !
" TELL YOUR WIMP OF A HUSBAND...HOW MUCH...YOU WANT TO BE MY SLUT !" Drake sneered, starting to move again...sinking deeper into my helpless cunt.
" I am so sorry, Gorden...but I can't help it !"
Drake released my arms and gripped my ankles ...holding them open, pounding my spread open, slippery pussy, ...my fingers found my erect nipples, pinching them ! A wave of intense pleasure washed over me...and my hips rose up to meet his long, hard thrusts...
" That's it ...Traci...FUCK MY COCK ! FUCK YOUR MASTER'S BIG DICK !!!"
" OHhhh NO !!! PLEASE DON"T...do this...PLEASE DON"T MAKE ME CUM ALL OVER....YOUR DICK !!!!

Suddenly, I felt Drake push it all the way in...to the hilt...giving me all of it.....

 

[makofin]

In the limo...

With Traci on her knees on the floor of the limo, I leaned back to enjoy the feeling of her wicked tongue on my hard, stiff cock. Deciding it was too late for our dinner plans, I ordered the driver to return us to the Lyons residence, but to take the long way home.

" Has your hubby been taking good care of you, Traci ?"
" Yes...he does everything I tell him to do."
'' And you, my dear...do everything that I tell you to do, don't you."
" Mmmmm...yes Mr. Mc Finn."

I closed my eyes. Life was so strange, the way things were turning out. I still had the court date coming up...and I was still undecided about what to do. I had a few options...I could probably get Gorden off on a plea bargain, with a severe fine and penalties, but he would virtually lose his home to pay it off. That would mean Traci would also lose everything too, and I couldn't see that happening to her...
Of course, I was very pleased with my lovely, submissive mistress. Who wouldn't be ? I mean she was everything I could ask for in a woman ! Sophisticated and beautiful, perfect in every way...I just could not get enough of her !

" Come up here." I ordered. Traci climbed on top of me, and I kissed her...I felt her desire, a hunger, if you will. Pushing down the front of her dress, I kissed her breasts...avoiding her stiff nipples at first...

 

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I arched my back, thrusting my breasts out...while Drake's tongue teased my nipples...while his finger slipped inside my panties, exploring my wet slit. I was aware that the driver was most likely watching in the rear-view mirror...as my master had pushed up my dress around my hips, exposing my ass for him to see.
I really didn't care...all night I had waited...wanting Drake's hard cock in my hot pussy...I could never get enough of him, ever since that first day in my study, when he had taken me in front of my husband. Nothing really mattered anymore...except that I was Drake's submissive whore....his plaything, to do whatever he wanted to do with....

 

[makofin]

In the limo...continued

My finger slid easily into her wet cunt...God ...she is so hot and ready as she always was. I suddenly siezed the delicate panties she was wearing, and ripped them off of her. I eased her over...holding her hips in my hands, and forced Traci down, until her cunt barely touched my stiff cock...poised, motionless for a second...before pushing her down, impaling her on it.

I gently bit her nipple, and Traci began to move, up and down, going deeper each time...faster and harder ! I took a deep breathe...inhaling the scent of her hair, which hung down over us in a mass of curls...

'' Oh Drake...I've been waiting all night for this !" Traci whispered, before kissing me...

I closed my eyes...enjoying the feel of her slippery, tight cunt as it slid, up and down on my engorged thick cock.....