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3. THAT Black Box!. – Thundersax
The plate cracked in her hand. The hot water and Brillo washing her blood away in a wave of pink foam. As she sucked her finger and hurled the last of the once perfect plate set at the trash bin she cursed him with every word she knew. She wished she knew more words but she was a lady and ladies don’t say things like that. At least not in their own kitchens. Even if the disgusting bastard was a…disgusting bastard!
She leaned back against her sink and looked around the kitchen, tears in her eyes. Clean. Well-ordered. Perfect. Just like the rest of the house. The house she had kept for him. Shit, slaved on for him. To give him a place to live, work, sleep, watch fucking football with his fucking friends. A place that wasn’t the horrid rat’s nest he kept before they were married. The bastard was drinking out of peanut butter jars before he met me, she thought in loud screams. Anger and tears mixed on her face. She tossed the towel across the sink and collapsed on a chair, her face buried in her hands, elbows bare on the bright yellow kitchenette.The whole place was bright and cheerful. She had made it that way. Ever since they bought the place with pennies they had scrounged and borrowed. Every day for the last 12 years. Every damned day of scrubbing and cleaning and cooking for him and the kids and his stupid friends. She looked through bleary eyes at her hands, once soft and beautiful, now tough from 12 years of bleach and hard work, treating him like a god-dammed king while she worked 24/7 with no let up, double time on holidays and super-bowl parties. Fucking bastard!
She looked at the box on the table. At the disgusting piece of garbage inside. She smashed it away into a corner in a wail of sobs. 12 years. She had to leave. Right now. She did not want to look at him, see him, be anywhere near to him. He would console her with soft words, convince her with his touch and with his kisses. She would forgive him. She would be lost. Undone. Less than a woman. A miserable wretch that allowed her husband to fuck behind her back and did nothing. She would be a shadow of herself. The box and that terrible thing within lay in the corner now, silently mocking her. The grey & beige lace showing through like a razor cutting across her heart.
Somehow she made it to the stairs. Her feet feeling incredibly heavy as she leaned against the wall and sobbed quietly. She was old. Old and graying and fucking old. Of course he was fucking around. Her sister’s husband had. They all did. Was he with her now? His hands touching, grabbing, pulling her body onto his, shoving his perfect cock into her, making her cum for him. She remembered the last time they made love. The feel of his hard body between her legs, his strong arms pressing her down, feeling his muscles tense under her fingers. Oh God, he made her wet even now. Even now. He said such things. Wanted so much. Things she could not dream of doing…even for him. With her mouth, her ass. That was it. He found someone that would give him all he wanted. Some dirty tramp who had taken her place. Someone young and tight. It was her own fault. She had gotten old. She sat on the top of the steps unable to breathe, unable to move. Wanting to disappear. Just disappear.
His den. The door was closed. His place. His books and his music and his games and all the stupid things she had gracefully kept from cluttering the rest of the house. All the garbage he refused to toss out when they moved in. Old footballs and pictures, toys, and cigars. He had forbidden her to go in there. He wanted it filthy. 12 years she had respected that but curiosity finally got the best of her. When she had gone in she had nearly choked from the fumes.12 years of garbage and dust. Old cigars, yellowed papers, and to her disgust half of a chicken hero. Left there. Just left there.
And she had found that box.
She was standing in that room now. It was still filthy. The garbage pail was still on the chair where she had left it. The chicken hero still festering there. She scanned the room fearfully, terrified to come across a picture or memento that would be ‘hers’. Needing to look anyway. On the desk, next to his cigars, his PC was alive and bright.
Another stupid game. She twisted her head as she approached her eyes growing large. The woman on the screen was a cartoon. A naked cartoon. What is God’s name was he doing?My husband is a pervert. She gasped it out. What is God’s name was he doing? She sat on the chair in a daze. The bin falling to the floor next to her. The woman on the screen was bare breasted, a cartoon with grey eyes and an insipid smile. A fucking pervert.
“Lucky, you there?”
The words popped up on the screen. Eve6969? Who the hell was that and who the hell was Lucky? She stared at the screen long moments. Oh God, he was….what? Fucking online? What?
“I am here.”……. Luckyboy45 : “I am here”.
Oh God why the hell did she type that? What was she doing?
Eve6969 : “Well, come on. Tell!”
Words. More words. This was her. The tramp! The fucking tramp! Oh my fucking God!
Luckyboy45 : “Tell what?” .
Eve6969 : “Duh! Did she like it, silly? You did give it to her right?”
Luckyboy45 : “What?”
Eve6969: “The dress. I thought you said you were giving it to her last night?”
Luckyboy45 : “Dress?” God she was having a conversation with this person?
Eve6969 : “The little beige & grey one we picked out? Oh, don’t tell me you chickened out? You did didn’t you? I knew it! BWAWK!”
Luckyboy45 : “You mean the mosaic lace dress? But it was slutty.” Wait.
Eve6969 : “Sigh. Its not slutty! Its sexy. Big difference. She will love it, trust me. You said she turns you on more than ever now. It’s a good way to prove it. After marriage a woman needs that once in a while you know. (smiley face?)”
The mirror was less than flattering. The dress was barely her size, stretched across her thighs ready to rip. Sheer beige & grey lace showing just about everything. Cut up to her ass. She looked like a cow. A silly cow pressed into a tube of laced nylon. She read the card again disbelieving what she saw in the mirror. She was neither hot nor sexy and the idiot knew it. But still. Okay. Maybe not THAT bad. Maybe with the right stockings and…Oh Lord what was she thinking?
The dress actually fitted her like a tight glove, accentuating her wonderful curves, The lacy beige & grey mosaic design , beautiful against her clear skin. It is short, just covering the tops of her stockings. The straps strengthened at the back by the same patterned material in horizontal joins to keep the low cut at the front in place, preventing any potential blushes of too much exposed flesh and nipples.
She had not heard the door. Or his feet on the stairs. He had appeared as if by magic at the bedroom door. Frozen in surprise. His body rock still as he stared at her nearly naked body, her pussy and ass and nipples all but exposed to his eyes. Those eyes. She had seen those eyes before. Dark and hungry like the first time Like every time. She could see the bulge in his pants. Knew the feel of that thing inside her. His hands in her hair as it filled her and made her weak. She did not know what she was doing but she felt a need between her thighs. She needed him. Hard and pounding. insisting. She wanted to scream for him. She could feel her pussy getting wet just from his eyes. He was magic. A wizard. He knew it. His eyes were making her want it. Making her skin burn for him. Slowly she reached up and pulled the lace down, exposing already hard nipples. Nipples that had known only his touch, his mouth.She was against the wall. Her rubber legs tight around his waist. His hard cock slamming her into the wall again and again as she lost control, screaming, yelling, telling this man to fuck her hard, to split her open, to fuck his slut with his hard cock. And God knows he was doing it. He told her to bite his shoulders and she did, to fuck him hard and she did, to cum for him and she did and did and did. The room shook and the pictures fell and the furniture rattled and he fucked her and she screamed for more. Words she had never used. Urging him on like and animal in heat as he roared into her ear…as his cum roared into her quivering pussy.
She was on her knees, his cock hard in her mouth, sucking out more and more of the precious drops. Feeling them on her tongue, Disgusting. Vile thing. Something only a slut would do. But she was taking him in all the way, hearing him moan her name over and over as he gripped her hair tight. Saying the word she had always loved to hear him say, now and forever.
“Mine.”
She logged on for the first time nervous but smiling. Playfully pushing him away as he refused to stop nibbling her neck. Several boxes lay on the bed, half opened. A new closet half filled already with new clothes. A closet with a good solid lock thank you very much. Her legs still quivered thinking about those last few minutes pressed up against that closet, her breasts pressed almost painfully flat as he got her wetter and hotter than ever before. The grey & beige lace dress still lay crumpled in the corner where he had tossed it.
Giggling still and biting her bottom lip she started typing…..
LuckyGirl43: “Hello Eva. Yes, she loved the dress… A lot!”
Eve6969 : “This who I think it is? ”
LuckyGirl43: “Yes, Eva. Could not resist thanking you in person. Its my first time on so be gentle with me”
She reached out and took him in her hand, hard and thick. He was already moaning softly as his fist tightened in her hair.
LuckyGirl43:”Typing with one hand here. ”
2. First Customer – PitVKI was tired of working for others and figured it was high time to start my own business. In home repairs for electronics is what I came up with because I had always been good with my hands. After spending a day on the computer to get the website just perfect I received my first phone call. It was a female customer and she needed her computer installed tomorrow when it came in the mail. We arranged a time and it would be a day I would not soon forget.
I spent the night before on Achat in my black tux made by TightFit and of course chatted in rooms, like the custom log cabin. Typically they were cold invites, but that's how you meet people.
The next day came and I went over to her house. After we unpacked all the gear I began to install it and she asked me “I am going to go hop in the shower. Will it be done when I get out?” I nodded and went back to work. Most of this was put together already so it went pretty fast. I turned her PC on to give it a final look before getting ready to go and out of the corner of my eye I saw her wet body leaving the bathroom, unclothed.
She walked over to me naked and sat on my lap. I felt this was very direct but was unsure how to respond. She took my face and put them in her breasts. I began to become very erect and could feel her wetness through my pants. Soon she was on her knees giving me a blowjob.
My clothes came off one by one and I could feel her warm mouth around me, her hands on my ass pulling me deeper into her. I began to thrust uncontrollably, and she begged me for my cum. As I ejaculated into her mouth she swallowed every drop and stroked me fast to get me hard again. She climbed on top of me and told me she wanted me to cum in all her 'holes'.
I could feel the chair starting to give from both of us and we fell over. She picked herself off me and I took her hand following into her room. As we did every position I came several times inside her. She smiled and said she was keeping count, sucking me to hardness each time. I was there for hours now and had lost count of our orgasms. She looked at me and said “I think it's time for you to give me the last of your cum.” and then slid my hardness into her ass slowly. She ground up and down on me rubbing her pussy while riding my cock in her behind. Thrust after thrust until I came again and she moaned cumming with me.She got off me and reached for her checkbook. “How much do I owe you?”
This one was free.
The Order of The Tudor Rose. Part 2 – JaycKeeping his surprise to her ready obedience to himself, Paladin gazes at Pet65’s untrimmed pussy, brown curls hiding her feminine center. She is au natural. Peeling his eyes away, he makes eye contact with Pet 65 who seems to be waiting for his approval. “You like Sir ? She says in a quiet voice.
Paladin motions for her to come closer, “You don’t trim or shave? He takes a closer look.
“My former Master liked me hairy, this way….but I am here for you now, whatever you desire Paladin, Sir”
His heart skips a beat as she addresses him by his Tudor name and the reality of the situation becomes evident & begins to sink in.At arm’s length Paladin runs a finger around her belly piecing before moving down and caressing her soft pubic curls, tugging them slightly. Pet65 lets out a small sigh as his fingers find her labia.
Paladin applies a little pressure and the lips open for his probing fingers, a hint of wetness greets his touch.
Paladin feels his nervousness fade away as he realizes this is no sham, Mike was right, he is Master of this domain and this lovely young woman is here for him, his wants and desires, all his for the taking.“Are you taking contraceptives?” He asks
“ Yes Sir, I have an implant” She replies.
He nods his approval and continues. “Draw a bath , I want you to shave for me.”
“Yes Paladin, Sir” she responds.Paladin watches as she moves away and moves to the bathroom.
Hearing the water running, he allows himself a grin as he unbuttons his shirt and finishes his drink in one big swallow.
He stands and gets a glimpse of himself in the dresser mirror. With a wicked smile, he says to himself “Bye Bye Steve, and Hello Paladin.”Pet65 draws the bath water and makes it mid-calf deep, and fills two silver basins with warm water. She takes soap, a comb, scissors, a razor and places them with the bowls and towels on the large bath seat molded into the bath itself. She hopes this Master is kind. She was a little shy just dropping her gown in that way and the intensity of his gaze on her, made her tremble a little.
She hears him come into the bathroom and he places a chair so he can view her. He sits and watches.
She gulps and the trembles come back. She can see he is topless and bare footed in the mirror. He is just wearing his trousers and belt.She turns to face him, blushing a little.
“ I am going to watch you shave. Begin “ Paladin states.She lies in the water and soaps her body , touching herself all over, slow & deliberate, under his gaze. The smell of a lavender fragrance fills the air. She rinses off. She dips her hair in the water, so it is wet and brushes it off her face with her hands above her head, breasts pushed out in the movement. Then she lowers them , stands and allows Paladin to inspect her wet body.
Paladin boldly looks at the beauty before him, enjoying her wet glistening body as she rises up and the cascading & rivulets of water on her naked body, finding their own way down her body and back into the bath water at her feet.
Pet 65 reaches for a comb and combs her pubic hair, pulling the long hair away from her body and trimming it short with scissors. The cut hair placed carefully on strong paper tissue to dispose of.
She lifts her leg to rest on the rim of the bath and reaches under her undercarriage, tugging her pubic hair and trimming as best as she can in preparation for shaving.Paladin’s roving eyes watch fascinated, her beautiful spine, bending and twisting, the flair of her hips, her full bottom, her hanging breasts. He moves his chair and leans forward to view her pussy better as she stretches and pulls her hair, slowly revealing those beautiful pink intimate lips between her legs as her pubic curls are shortened. Sometimes to his delight, she even pulls her labia open a little so his view is very intimate of her. He groans as he thinks of his fingers and tongue examining her there.
She reaches for the soap and rubs it on her pussy & undercarriage & in the valley between her buttocks, foaming up the now trimmed area. She feels ripples of pleasure as the remaining pubic hair greedily accepts the soaping. The feeling is very pleasant and she finds herself getting aroused, especially with the knowledge of Paladin watching so intensely.
She soaps a little longer than is necessary, enjoying the stimulation of her rhythmic wet strokes. Then she takes the razor and bends. She pulls her bottom apart and runs the razor in the valley by her special star, removing all the unwanted hair carefully, and slowly. She uses the two bowls to refresh. One to remove the discarded hair. One to refresh the razor. She turns her bottom to Paladin and he watches fascinated as he glimpses sight of her valley and that delectable little rosette.
He hardens at the tantalizing sightings. He imagines circling his thumb there and thumb fucking her as she sits on his cock. Naughty and wicked thoughts building at each sensual cheek parting.
She then raises each leg, again to shave her undercarriage, cupping her pussy as she pulls the skin tight for the sharp razor. Paladin’s view is improved of her perineum and the razor slowly exposing the freshly smooth skin beneath the now removed hair.
He is mesmerized by the erotic intimacy of the situation and his hardness grows at the anticipation of the front being completed. She rinses the freshly shaved areas and then reaches for the soap and stands before him and soaps her shortened thatch.
“ Paladin Sir, would you like me to have a landing strip or be completely smooth?” She asks softly. Paladin hears her breathless and seductive undertones and immediately knows she is not as unaffected by the situation herself.
“ A small landing strip” he pauses. “ Give me the razor” Her hand trembles as she hands it to him. Paladin knows she is nervous in case he cuts her. “ Pass me the soap” He moves his chair closer and wets the soap and takes pleasure slowly rubbing the soap on her muff. He can feel her tremble as he runs the soap in her short pubes, teasing her hood and clitoris… accidentally ..on purpose. He places the soap in the holder and then using his hand wanks her gently as he foams her up. He can hear her breath quickening and can see her breasts rising up and down with hardened nipples above his head. He pushes two fingers inside her, indulging himself before taking on the intimate shaving task.
She is beautifully slick and ready for more. He pushes deep inside her, placing his hand on her buttocks pulling her into him and his fingers , fucking her slowly. She is delightfully tight and very enticing. He can smell her arousal.
He pulls his fingers out and smiles as he hears a bereft little moan from her mouth. He picks up the razor.
“ Hold yourself taut so I don’t cut you” He instructs. Pet 65 obeys and he runs the razor over her thatch, taking off the unwanted hair. Soon the landing strip is to the height and width of his liking. He gives the razor back. “ Finish off, while I watch”
Paladin sits back in the chair inspecting his work and the pink pussy lips now revealed. He likes that very much. And his cock is pulsating & throbbing with approval too
Pet65 works quickly disposing of the unwanted hair left. Soon the area is being rinsed and cleaned of soap. She then stands and displays her freshly shaved and revealed pussy for Paladin’s pleasure and approval.
She takes some moisturizer and as she massages it into the shaved area, Paladins desire grows, the pink lips, the glimpses of the pink inner flesh, this woman almost wanking in front of him, the glimpses of her rosette.
Paladin wants her, and wants her now. His impatience grows as the virile male animal in him rises up & wants satisfying.
He stands and pulls her to him, turns her round to face the mirror. He sees the desire in his eyes in the reflection, His hands fondle her breasts and pussy. She is so wet! There’s no going back. He will have her. He walks her to the wall and tugs her hips out with purpose, causing her to bend a little and use the wall as support. He whips his erect cock out and thrusts into her, taking her deep in one quick, deep vaginal thrust. She takes his cock easily, this new, fresh pussy, hot, wet and tight on his throbbing staff. His excitement at taking a new woman causes him to throb. She is as wanton & turned on as him after that highly erotic, shaving performance.
His fingers dig into her waist and then he moves and bends over her to take a breast in each hand. He fondles roughly, liking the soft orbs in his hand and her hard nipples scrapping his palms, the feel of her slender back on his chest. He squeezes her tits a little harder and then he fucks his Pet65. His personal little sex toy. The thought excites him as he thrusts hard, fast and with a very, very greedy lust.
In this moment, his needs are paramount. He cares little of any discomfort he may cause her. Paladin is turbo charged into fuck mode. The weeks leading up to this moment had been filled with paperwork, dirty photographs, erotic thoughts … he had been thinking of fucking and now the moment was here. This was his reward and by God he was going to take it.
Hard thrusts into her body, burying his needy cock into her body, right up to his balls, slapping into her. He enjoys the excitement of taking a new conquest, a different woman, a compliant woman who was here to service him. He didn’t have to whisper the usual words of endearment.
This was about lust and mutual sexual pleasure. He enjoys the tightness of her channel sliding along his generous length, stimulating his sexual peak. He fucks like a piston , feeling her wetness and heat on his cock. She groans at the strength of his rod claiming her and she pushes back for deeper possession which drives him on. He smacks her bottom medium hard, seeing his red finger marks on her skin, liking how her cheeks wobble as he rocks in and out of her. How her breasts hang & sway in his hands. Then he grinds her breasts again and rubs at her pussy.
He feels his balls tighten, the tell tale sign of his climax approaching and fucks harder and faster, until the peak is reached and he explodes deep inside her, growling deep from his gut as the release takes him. He feels his sperm shooting up and blasting her channel.
He leans on Pet65 a moment catching his breath. He needed that release. He felt good and a glowing calm washes over him.
He reaches down and finds her clitoris. And with his cock still embedded inside her and his head resting between her shoulder blades, he massages her swollen bud. She circles her hips in response and soon she is breathing hard & crying out her pleasure. He explores her folds and furrows, feeling his buried wet cock inside her, before returning to stimulate her nub. He rubs with a little more pressure, feeling her fresh wet excitement and then the mini squeals that escape her lips as she ripples the effect of her climax on the length of his cock. The sweet whimpers as he presses on her sensitive clitoris milking her more.
He smiles in satisfaction at his successful first fuck & the trembling female underneath him.
He rubs her cum in his tattoo, a tradition he decides to maintain for every new woman he fucks to orgasm.He unattaches from her and turns her round. He pushes on her shoulders indicating for her to kneel before him and lifts her chin with one finger. “ Open your mouth, tongue out” Pet65 does as he commands. Paladin places his cock on her tongue. “Lick me clean”
She licks him up, tasting their union. She removes all remnants of their mingled juices from his cock, balls and trimmed pubic hair. “ Now put me away” She folds her hand around his cock and pushes him back inside his trousers and zips him up.
He takes her hand leading her to the heavy table in the main room. He instructs her get on there on all fours. He positions her how he likes, head resting on her hands and elbows, bottom in the air. “ Stay” he instructs and fetches a cold beer out the fridge to drink. He then proceeds to photograph her intimately to remember this occasion and the leaking evidence of their union, seeping down her legs. She spreads her cheeks for him. He scoops some of the juices and lubricates her anus with his thumb, circling and pushing in as he sips his drink and gages her reaction.
“ Tomorrow, I will take you there” He states to her, thumb fucking her gently “ Have you any objection?”
“ No Sir “ She replies
Paladin is pleased with that answer, “ Good, you have pleased me tonight” He leans down and kisses her pussy, tasting the produce of their joining, Then he stands and licks his lips before having another swig of beer.
“ Go clean up for bed” She goes into the bathroom and he hears her washing and then tidying the bathroom.
She returns a short time later and begins preparing a bed on the floor, at the foot of his bed.“ What are you doing?” Paladin asks
“ Preparing my bed Sir”
“ No, you will warm my bed for your stay here, I may wish to eat you or fuck you in the night or when I awaken.”
“ Yes Sir”
She returns the bed clothes to the cupboard and climbs into his bed.
As he slips naked into bed besides her, he wonders what the rest of the week may bring and felt very pleased, very pleased indeed, he had been invited to join The Order Of The Tudor Rose.
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Yes, Congrats Dustin… 🙂
The door is solid and no keyhole. You cant see through the door
@Nat, hehe, but you wouldn't know the light switches then ….
Oh sorry Dustin —, thought it was solved, ignore my riddle folks
Thank you, You too.You are in a room that has 3 switches and a closed door. The switches control 3 light bulbs on the other side of the door. Once you open the door, you may never touch the switches again.
How can you definitively tell which switch is connected to each of the light bulbs?
Good Luck
MMM I have been trying to figure out to what you are referring to Covems and I am obviously missing something … cus its just not clicking…
Anyway if you are feeling lonely, we have a lovely tradition in England … we just pop round each others for a cup of tea… maybe a cream cake or scone too mmm
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