The Honeymoon Couple

[blackeagle10]

Introducing a new character to make it more interesting , otherwise with only one guy screwing one woman , it can become quite monotonous....


Part 6 The Turn of Events


****Unbeknown to Amy, I have a close associate in Singapore whom I owe a business favor to. His name is Shawn and heard he is quite a horny and sadistic bastard when it comes to sex. He was quite a terror in the nightlife circles where he used date drugs (Rohypnol) Rohypnol is a brand name for flunitrazepam (a benzodiazepine), a very potent tranquilizer similar in nature to valium (diazepam), but many times stronger. The drug produces a sedative effect, amnesia, muscle relaxation, and a slowing of psychomotor responses. Sedation occurs 20-30 minutes after administration and lasts for several hours.

He has managed to cover his tracks well and preyed on women too drunk to realize they are being drugged. Though not confirmed he also has a taste for buddies’ wives or girlfriends and basically he will fucked anything that moves in skirts.

Shawn has been bugging me about the women I have bedded during my gambling trips to Singapore and asked me to share the spoils with him.

Since Amy wanted an early release she had to accede to my conditions ie let Shawn fucked her and fulfilled his fantasy of fucking a honeymoon bride.

One more task and she can go home to her husband in Taiwan.


l came to her and touched her hand. "Get some rest," I advised. "Then, remember to do what I told you to do about Shawn." Amy nodded silently, knowing better than to question or protest.

Still, Amy felt that she wasn't sure as what was expected of her if she wants an early release from her obligation. Well it would not be difficult, fuck another man and leave for home early. I have more up my sleeve than she realized.


She was more confused about herself than ever. Having always been very self-reliant, Amy was nervous but confident that she could regain control over her life. She merely needed time to think about how to do so.

Nothing in Amy's knowledge would have indicated to her that her nightmare may just begin.

The young bride had just stepped out of the shower and finished patting her soft, light creamy skin dry when her phone rang. It was still only a few minutes after eight. Though she had put lotion on over her tanned body and fluffed her hair with the towel, her thick, black hair still was very moist. She was puttering around the bath just trying to relax.

"Hello?" Amy said.

There was a man's voice at the other end. "Amy?"

"Yes," she acknowledged.

"This is Shawn."

"Y. . . yes?" The young bride's heart dropped to her stomach. She wasn't surprised to hear from him, but the call still caused tremendous anxiety to the young bride. At this hour, what could it be? "I want to talk to you," he said.

"What about?" Amy asked.

"Well, about Kenneth.. and your situation. I think we need to talk."

He was very insistent.

"There's nothing to talk about," Amy replied, trying to sound brave.

"Dammit, I said, 'I want us to talk.' Don't be such a stupid bitch."

Amy was shocked at his harshness. Her brain raced. Maybe she should talk to him. What could it hurt to have a phone conversation? She did know that she needed to carefully guard what she said.

"Okay," she said softly. "Let's talk."

Shawn replied. "I just pulled into the hotel car park. Open the front door." With that the line went dead.

The nearly naked woman wanted to scream! What did he mean coming to her room? Unfortunately, she knew what this meant. How could she not know? But what could she do to stop it? The beautiful, young bride had no time to react. She wrapped the fluffy towel beneath her arms and around her body. Despite the towel only covering her from the firm swell of her young breasts to just below her rounded ass cheeks, she bounced girlishly to the front door. Just as she got to the door she could see the large outline of Shawn through the security hole. She shamefully realized that her nipples were already hard and protruding beneath the towel. As if her body was more aware of what was to occur to her than her mind, Amy detected a slight wetness in her crotch. She didn't want to be used sexually again, but already her young body was betraying her.

The young bride placed her body securely behind the door and opened it so that just her face was visible. It was Shawn. Almost without thinking, she let him in.

The huge man was dressed much more casually on this morning. His big frame was covered with a loose print shirt, khaki shorts and sandals.

Amy wished that she was dressed, but was just relieved that she was in a hote room and out of sight of any neighbors. She felt awkward standing there in front of this man, wearing only a towel, her breasts swaying slightly beneath the towel. "Let me get dressed," she said.

Without missing a beat, Shawn replied. "Don't be fuckin' ridiculous."

His hand reached to her towel and with a single tug pulled it off the beautiful bride. Amy's body shook as the towel was wretched away. She felt goose bumps immediately on her tanned, muscular legs and B- cup breasts as her skin adjusted to the cool room temperature. Her hands immediately went to her trimmed pussy and tits, but they only covered her slit and hardened nipples. Her womanly hips and flat stomach couldn't begin to be covered by her left hand and even as she curled her fingers between her legs to protect her trimmed pussy from view, she knew she presented a very vulnerable picture. And, her right hand and arm trying to cover her B-cup melons essentially only to push the succulent flesh against her body, making her tits appear even fuller.

The young bride was horrified!

"I thought we needed to talk," the young woman said pitifully, tears welling in her big, brown eyes.

Shawn snorted dismissively and shook his head as if the intelligent woman was stupid. "We'll talk enough after I fuck you."

Amy watched in horror as the man began to undo his belt and shorts. In seconds, the garment fell to the marble floor and was joined by his boxers which he stepped out of. His cock was massive, thick, veined and jutting out of his body larger than any erection she had ever seen. It stood out from his waist in a very menacing manner, even with the shirt that he wore going down to his midsection. Amy's eyes widened in fear of the large manhood.

He unbuttoned the shirt as they stood facing each other. It joined the other clothing on the floor and he was completely nude, his huge, erect penis jutting from his narrow torso like a horse's cock.

Shawn pulled Amy's arms to her sides and openly eyed the young woman's lush body. Then he reached over to Amy's arms and forcefully turned the nude young wife so that she faced away from him in the armchair of her hotel room.

"Bend over," he told her. "Spread your legs. Hold your ankles with your hands." Amy was too scared to do anything but comply. As humiliating as it was, she felt her body bend in two, offering up her buttocks to the man's aggressive hands and feeling her pussy peek out from below her ass cheeks. She spread her legs as ordered and gently grasped her ankles with her hands. Amy was filled with shame at her embarassing position and inability to fight back.

The man gripped her hips harshly and she immediately felt the rubbery tip of his massive tool touch the opening of her pussy. Waiting no longer, the man began to try to press the thick head into the opening. The tight, narrow opening of the passage of her pussy resisted the invasion.

"Ohhhhhhhh." The young wife cried out. "Arrgggg. Please, no, not yet! Ohhhhh." Amy cried out in anguish.

Shawn's eyes feasted on the sight he beheld. The soft, moist skin of this beautiful bride bent at the waist, just as he had instructed her filled the huge man with a feeling of power. He stared at the tiny, pink star of Amy's anus as he tried to enter her vagina. The idea of fucking her rectum crossed his mind, but he was intent on punishing her pussy right now.

His dark eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and lust, and took on a distinctly uncontrollable look. His large, stiff staff pushed at the opening of her love hole, but was unable to enter. He tried pushing his manhood into the woman again.

Amy felt him slow his assault and release her hips. She glanced towards a full length mirror that decorated the foyer to see what he was doing. She bit her lip in shame as she saw their spectacle being played out as the morning sun shined through the hotel room windows. The sunlight revealed that which she had become: a wanton slut accommodating a stranger's every desire shamelessly. As she viewed herself in the mirror, doubled over holding her ankles, the warm sunlight on her nude skin, she knew that she made a delectable sight to this man, the soft curves of her ass poised in the air as the muscles in her thighs strained to hold her upright as her hair fell to the floor and her breasts dangled delicately from her chest.

Here, she knew, was her chance to stand and fight. But Amy needed time to think about how this would affect her if she fought Shawn off, and the few seconds that this afforded didn't give her enough time. Her mind raced. If she fought him off and called the police, she'd have to explain how she allowed a man into her room? What could she do?

To be continued....

[blackeagle10]

Next installment, thks for support from all over the world..

Part 7 One sadistic fuck..

She tried to will her eyes shut but instead watched in anguish and fascination as the man stooped to the khaki shorts on the floor and pulled out a small plastic bottle of KY jelly. She wished that she had at least had time to close the blinds to the front windows of her hotel. "Stand up, Amy," she heard him say. As if she lacked all self-determination, she complied. "Here, put this on my prick."

Amy opened her hands and Shawn squeezed the lubricant onto her palms. As strange as it seemed to Amy, she was really thankful that the man granted her this concession. She gently took the turgid tool in her hands and stroked the massive organ with the lubricant. The length and girth of his sperm-inflated cock was big.

She watched her own manicured hands work the lubrication completely over, around and under the long, hard dong, paying close attention to the thick, rubbery head which she knew would be the driving force within her shortly. The young bride felt a wave of humiliation when she realized that she almost enjoyed holding his manhood in her hands.

"That's enough," she heard him say.

The beautiful woman turned and bent at the waist with her muscular legs held straight to accommodate him as he had initially ordered, offering up her pussy through her perfectly shaped buttocks. She didn't have to wait long for what she knew was coming.

"Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh." The attempt to penetrate her tight vagina was still very awkward, but the cock did begin to stretch her tight vaginal passage.

She tried to raise her ass even further in an effort to give him a slightly different angle to enter her pussy. That didn't help much. The problem was his massive size, lubricated or not.

Amy glanced at the mirror and saw herself, red-faced, her muscular thighs stretched taut, with Shawn towering over her from behind. Then she realized! He hadn't even gotten his cock a third of the way in her vagina!

But this time the slippery cock slid further into the young beauty stretching her love hole and filling her tighter and deeper than she had ever experienced.

"Ohhhh," Amy cried out loud with no regard to her loss of dignity. She couldn't take this, her brain screamed.

"Pleeeeeeze! Nooooo!" Her little hands squeezed her ankles hard, trying to transfer some of the discomfort, but it was to no avail.

"I can't. . . I can't take it in me!" Amy pleaded.

WHACK!

WHACK!

The sound of the spanking filled the air of the foyer.

Shawn slapped her fleshy ass cheek with an open hand as he held her in place with the other.

"Stop it. Shut up!" he said angrily.

WHACK!

WHACK!

Amy clenched her teeth in an attempt to keep as quiet as she could, but a whimper escaped her lips at the end of each of his deep thrusts. The young bride was furious! Her mind raced as she cursed the demon fucking her for not realizing that she was doing the best she could!

Despite the pitiful groaning from the panting body of the young wife, the man began pile-driving thrusts which made wet, smacking sounds from Amy's increasingly soaked and sucking young pussy. Gradually, each thrust of his cock got the organ deeper within the young woman.

Shawn's cruel streak surfaced further and as he dug his fingers into her smoothly formed hips, he watched as his thickly veined turgid tool slipped further into the moist sheath of her stretched and warmly throbbing vagina. The marketing executive wanted to hear the beautiful woman squeal for mercy. He wanted to bend her, not only physically, but mentally and completely to his will. He tore at Amy's buttocks, stretching the twin moons as wide apart as he could and watched his own plunging shaft disappearing into the drenched pussy of another man's wife.

The wet smacking sound of the fuck he was throwing Amy resounded through the room and made the pitiful moans and cries coming from the lips of the uncomprehending bride nearly inaudible.

When, finally, Shawn felt his thick pubic hair slap up against the soft trimmed down of Amy's bride pussy, he knew that he was close to getting his hard cock completely in the young bride.

He drew his long, thick organ out of the widely split, wet cunt of the young bride pounded it in again and again and again. He knew that without him holding her fleshy buttocks still and upright, she would be, by this point, little more than a limp rag doll.

Shawn had come over this morning to work the young wife hard, and he was intent on doing so still. The huge man stood behind the doubled over the barefoot, nude beauty and relentlessly pounded and pounded and pounded his cock into her pussy. Feeling dizzy, she almost passed out...


*****
"Argghh,” the bride gagged as his cock hit the back of her throat and went even further into her throat. Instantly, her eyes watered and saliva and snot shot from her nose and mouth. Amy was certain that she was going to throw up when the man released his pressure and pulled her head from his wet penis.

Amy was hacking and coughing as she felt herself being quickly lifted by the man from the floor like a rag doll. Her big breasts heaved and swayed as he placed her naked ass cheeks on the cold edge of the dressing table. Amy’s muscular legs dangled limply as she tried to regain her breath. She felt the large man step between her legs and she felt the thick tip of his mammoth cock head press against the lips of her love hole. Through her watery brown eyes, Amy saw the thick tool pressing just at the junction of her silky tanned thighs below the trimmed black hair of her pussy.

The man scooped his hands beneath her naked buttocks and lifted them slightly from the table. Amy screamed as she felt him begin to hammer his cock into her pussy. Even though she was wet, it was still too large for the young woman. Amy had never been so filled with stiff man flesh.

“Owww,” she cried aloud. “Noooo, pleeeese!”

Shawn held the beautiful bride’s full ass in his hands and continued to force his stiff organ into her unaccepting pussy. Several unrelenting strokes later, he had hammered his sword into her wet pussy to the hilt.

Amy looked down between them to see the man buried into her uncomfortably stretched pussy. His thick black pubic hair was now all that was visible against her tanned inner thighs and pussy. She marveled that her legs were nearly spread into the splits as he pounded her mercilessly. The pain was still there, but now Amy was intent on trying to lessen the pain by shifting positions.

She pushed her upper body further into a sitting position on the table, but Shawn’s hands were still beneath her firm buttocks. She was unprepared for what he did next.

The huge man reached behind her back with one hand and lifted Amy off the table. She clutched at his shoulders and muscular arms as she felt herself being lifted. She was still impaled on his huge cock and her legs dangled for a moment, further stretching her pained pussy, before she wrapped them around his hips and upper thighs for support and to ease the discomfort.

Amy couldn’t believe that the man didn’t miss a stroke as he held her tightly. She couldn’t respond to his fucking with anything other than involuntary grunts and moans as his large tool struck the very back of Amy’s soaked love hole.

Through the mental fog the young bride was now beginning to regain her bearings and she felt the man walking a few steps with her still stuck on his cock. She felt as if she was some sort of an animal being used for a fuck toy. She moaned involuntarily with each thrust of the man’s penis into her pussy.

Very quickly Amy felt her nude back placed up against the wall of her hotel room. Shawn held her thighs against his naked hips as he pinned her up with his powerful chest and shoulders to get some fucking leverage. Amy’s round buttocks flattened against the wall and her big, fleshy tits flattened against Shawn’s chest as he pounded her pussy mercilessly. Amy had never been fucked so hard, but as she regained her bearings she realized that she needed to try and make the powerful animal that was using her climax as soon as she could. That would be the only way to bring relief.

Grunting, breathing hard, Shawn held her buttocks as he pumped deeper and deeper into her pussy. Before long, he could sense that both he and she were increasing the thrusts and length of strokes in the fucking.

Amy felt the huge man reaching a crescendo. He pummeled her tight pussy with his massive cock at a frantic pace. Amy felt his grip on her ass cheeks tighten as he began to spew his spunk deep into the depths of her love hole. Amy cried out in humiliation and climax as well, taking the cock and intentionally milking it with the velvety walls of her wet pussy for every drop of the hot jism that she could coax from the stiff rod.

Their cries mixed in the air and Shawn collapsed onto the exhausted tanned beauty beneath him.

Amy felt the man’s large cock begin to soften within her pussy. The young woman was overcome with shame and humiliation at what had just happened to her and how she had responded so wantonly to the fucking from Shawn. But she was also overcome with exhaustion and just lay on the couch with her eyes closed as she felt Shawn rise from above her, his soaked deflating cock slipping from her wet pussy.

“Amy, you have a tight pussy, baby,” she heard him say. “That’s a sweet little hole.”

Shawn rose from the young bride and when he turned saw me standing in the living hall in the room , nude except for my socks, tugging on my turgid cock. Shawn winked at me and walked past me to the bathroom, his own flaccid cock now dripping semen onto the carpet.

To be continued…

[Clonie]

gd job bro, just up ur pts..must hurry and post more

[Artic]

nice, nice, con't pls....

[blackeagle10]

Hi folks,
I will be travelling till this weekend. Will try to write when I am free. In the meantime appreciate yr support and comments as to how you would like to see the story goes...

Cheers

[blackeagle10]

Next instalment loaded up. Will end story soon...

Part 8 Disaster at the tables.

I went down to the tables thinking of recouping some of the $26K I had spend on rescuing ( and fucking) Amy. However even with Amy besides me, lady luck deserted me. Perhaps I was too distracted by her looks- with more vampish-like make up , she look more like a high price courtesan than a wife on her honeymoon.

I was down $30K in 2 hours gambling at the roulette tables. I better think of getting out of the game. I have had my fucks on this trip but to be 56K down (investment on Amy and $20K down has never happened to me).

Out of the edge of my eye, I saw an immaculately dressed lady in her forties staring at Amy and broke into a smile when our eyes met. She gesticulated with her hands to me indicating she would like to speak to me.

I excuse myself and left Amy at the tables urging her to continue to place bets in my behalf.

“ Your wife. She is very lovely, isn’t she?? The woman asked..” sorry my name is Felicia Ho and my clients called me Madam Ho.

“Oh ..Amy is not my wife, she is just my companion for this trip trying to explain without blowing her cover. “ I said.

“Ummph, what a pity men will fancy an innocent yet sexy looking woman like her and she will command premium prices.. Felicia added. She went on to explain she runs a high class escort agency for the resort. The Resort had decided that with gambling, sex will be an inevitable part of the industry and it is better to control it by having madams like her who manage the sex trade to the exclusive clientile at the resort.

No cheap whores and walk-in as commonly found in other resorts. The resort avoided bad press as to an outsider , there are no visible signs of call girls plying their trade around the Marina area. Yet for the rich any form of debauchery and kinky sex is available at the right price.

I thought to myself. I could cut my losses if she agrees to work for Felicia and Amy could be release early to go home too.

***** That evening I discuss with Amy about the proposal. Initially she went berserk and accuse me of being a pimp. But upon hearing she could be released 4 days earlier(plus a 30% cut from her earnings) if she worked for 2 days for Felicia she finally agreed. The next morning , Amy's nervous fingers pushed the telephone keypad numbers from the paper I had given her. She wondered what was in store for her next.

A woman answered the phone and Amy identified herself.

"Oh yes, Felicia assured me that you'd be calling. Welcome to Exclusive Escorts!"

Amy was relieved that the woman sounded nice and friendly. Amy hesitated before stammering her long rehearsed line: "I really don't know why I'm calling you," she said.

"Well, you need to come over to my office and we'll talk," the woman replied. She then gave Amy an address and asked her to be there in two hours. "Remember," the woman closed, "no later than 10:30 this morning."

"Okay," Amy answered and hung up the phone.

The young bride quickly got out of bed and went to bathe. As she ran the bath water, she surveyed her nude body in the hotel room mirror. She knew that at first glance most men who saw her naked would probably notice her magnificent body. A full B cup, they still stood proud and high on her chest, her pink nipples pointing slightly upward on the breasts. These were genetic gifts from her mother who still turned heads even in her mid-40's. What the beautiful young bride was most proud of, though, was her very flat tummy, slim waist and the round, muscular tush that capped off her lean, well defined legs. That was the product of hours at the gym. That was the product of hard work.

She stepped into the hot shower and began to lather her body with a soapy wash cloth. Despite her dread, she noticed a tingling in her nipples, thighs and pussy each time she touched those areas with the cloth. The young woman realized that she was trapped, but she tried to reassure herself that she was not tantalized by her knowledge that she was to be used by people for their sexual gratification within the next few hours.

*** Amy rang the doorbell to the apartment. She nervously shifted her weight from foot to foot. Finally the door opened and Amy was let in. Just inside were several couches and a few leather chairs. A television played in the corner. No one was in the room but the middle aged woman who had opened the door. The woman motioned her into an office just off of the living room area.

"We open in 20 minutes," the woman said. "Did you bring anything to change into?" she inquired.

"No," Amy replied, "I didn't realize I needed to."

"Actually, you probably don't need to," the woman said as she laughed. "You're so beautiful, how you're dressed won't be important."

"What am I doing here," Amy asked nervously.

"Well, we offer full service. Gentlemen come in and make a selection from a line-up of my ladies. Then you service them."

"Service them?" Amy asked.

"My, Felicia said you were naïve. She wasn't lying, was she. You take them to a room and have sex with them, sweetheart."

Amy's heart sank. Her mind swirled. Could she do this, she wondered? Did she have a choice? "Are you suggesting that I become a prostitute?" she asked the woman.

"So, you really haven't done this before, have you?"

Amy's brown eyes looked deeply into the woman's face. The young bride shook her head "no."

"Look," the woman continued, "what man could resist you? Your body and face are unbelievable assets to you, baby. Add that to what I understand is a very strong sexual drive, and you'll make the perfect whore."

"But a prostitute," Amy said uncomprehendingly. "What would people say?"

"No one has to know, darling."

The woman was experienced enough to know that she didn't want to ask the young woman if she wanted to do it. Instead, she simply told her that she would handle all of the money and that Amy only had to make the men happy.

"Now, since you didn't bring anything to change into, go in this room and just change down to your bra and panties. And, oh, leave your high heels on, too."

Amy slowly walked into the room to strip. As she did, she heard the phone ring and the woman answer.

"Hello?" The woman's voice had a lilt in it. "Yes, Freddy, we will open shortly. Oh, yes. We have someone new for you to meet. She's beautiful. Young, bride, innocent, and oh so gorgeous. You'll love her. I heard she's a former college cheerleader. Oh, yes. Yes, dear. Come be the first to taste. Okay, try and make it. Yes, it's her first day!"

Amy felt knots in her stomach. Still, her trembling fingers worked her blouse undone and then moved to remove her skirt and pantyhose. Finally down to her bra and panties, she opened the door just slightly and peeked out.

The woman smiled and motioned her out. Amy felt thoroughly humiliated. Here she was a professional, conservative bride, being forced into allowing her body to be sold for use by whoever paid a fee.

The madam stared at her tanned body. It was remarkable, especially against the peach bra and panty set.

The madam whistled low. "Wow! I like what I see! Turn around for me, baby!"

Amy blushed. The bra revealed an acre of full, firm young breasts, but what really embarrassed her was turning to show that she wore a thong. Her tight, high ass cheeks were completely bare!

The madam shook her head approvingly and motioned Amy into the other room.

Amy slowly walked into the living room, where she found three other young women. She was surprised that their appearance ranged from very attractive to nearly beautiful. They were all in lingerie of a more seductive type than that of Amy.

As the woman introduced the girls to Amy, Amy found her eyes staring sheepishly at the floor. The air in the room was cool on her naked body and she was all too aware that she was virtually naked. She really regretted wearing a thong panty this morning.

As the girls welcomed Amy, the front door buzzer rang. The woman hurried to the door.

When she returned, all of the girls stood. Amy did so too, trying to not have eye contact with the man who accompanied the madam. Amy folded her hands at the juncture of her thighs.

"Freddy, you must have literally run over from your office," the madam teased. The man was probably in his late 30's and was balding and obscenely fleshy. He dabbed his forehead with a handkerchief. His slightly bulging eyes surveyed the young women before him.

One girl introduced herself. The other two said, "Hi, Freddy." When it came to Amy she hesitated. "I'm Am..."

One of the more experienced of the girls interrupted. "She's Mabel," the girl said. Amy looked at her and saw the girl smile. She had saved Amy from using her real name. Amy smiled back thankfully.

Amy, however, wasn't prepared for what happened next.

The man pulled his wallet out and looked at the madam and said, "I'll see Mabel. Just for half an hour." Amy watched in horror as the man fumbled for the cash in his wallet. She wondered how much cash was necessary to have her spread her legs for a man's penis.

The phrase "bought and paid for" ran through Amy's mind.

As the madam motioned the two to a very short hall way, Amy walked nervously in front of both people. She felt her face and neck redden as she thought of the man staring at the two naked globes of her ass. They turned abruptly and Amy realized that the room was adjacent to the living room. The older woman placed a packaged condom on the bed in front of Amy. The madam then smiled, said, "have fun," and closed the door. Amy faced the man who was about to fuck her.

To be continued...

[blackeagle10]

Sorry double post...

[blackeagle10]

This is the continuation of Amy working at the brothel in exchange for early release from her obligation....


Part 9 Working at the Brothel

"You're new here, huh?" the man asked as he pulled his shoes off, dropped his pants and took his shirt off. He obviously had done this before. Amy watched as he began to pull his white briefs down his legs. He was quickly nude. The man's chest, back and shoulders were covered in short thick hair. His semi-erect tool was short but very thick and descended from his body at an odd angle to the floor. A heavy looking ball sac nestled closely to his penis. "You probably ought to get outta that bra and panties, baby. I'm feelin' like the lone ranger" he said.

Amy shuddered, but unhooked the bra and released her B cup sized tits. For no apparent reason, Amy's nipples were bullet hard even now.

The man stared at her full mounds lustfully as she pulled her panties down her thighs and kicked them away with her feet. Now he had his first unobstructed view of this young whore who he would soon have his pleasure with. Amy noticed that he stared down to her neatly trimmed slit.

The man's hand moved between her thighs and pushed her legs apart and probed for the opening to her vagina. Amy spread her legs for him slightly, accepting the inevitable. His finger dug deeply into her tight pussy. The finger fucking was a bit uncomfortable because the young woman had not been prepared for this sexual encounter and was not yet very moist. The palm of the man's hand pushed against her closely trimmed mons venus. His other hand went to her naked breast and began to jostle and manhandle the big mounds of soft flesh, pulling on her nipple and drawing it to a rubbery stiffness between his fingers. The penetration of her love tunnel also began to have an immediate effect on Amy. It was only a matter of seconds before the slow steady rhythm of his fingers pushing in and out of her pussy began to moisten the passage very well.

Soon Amy's buttocks began to meet his probe by pushing towards his hand and flexing as he explored the depths of her young passage. She began to groan in helpless defeat as her athletic body began to betray her again. As she involuntarily reacted to the man's touching, her groaning became a bit more audible.

"Oh. Oh. Oh." She cried with each probe of his finger. He expertly found her clitoris and began to rub it lightly.

The fat older man moved one of her hands down to his stiffening cock. He knew that he was dealing with an almost virginal innocence and that he would have to take charge of the time he had with her.

He was pleased when her soft hand began to squeeze his tool gently.

For Amy's part, she was amazed as the massive, thick tool began to stiffen and grow even further. Her slender fingers began to be able to feel the thick veins that ran the length of his manhood. Curiosity got the best of her and she looked down between their bodies and was amazed by the large, bulbous knob which formed the head of his cock. The beautiful former bride was nearly mesmerized by it and took it into the palm of her hand and feel of the strange organ.

Time however, was ticking on and Freddy knew that he would have to use the beautiful woman quickly. Freddy instructed Amy to put the condom on him.

Amy was now hopelessly aroused and allowing the repulsive man full access to her pussy. The wet sluicing sound of his finger probing her made it very apparent that she was physically ready for more whether or not she was aware of it.

She fumbled with the plastic package, not even able to tear it open. She noticed the fact that it was a magnum size. She couldn't tear it open!

The man impatiently grabbed it from her with one hand, tore it open with his teeth and told her to put it on him.

Amy pulled the condom out of the package and began to roll it onto his thick cock.

Freddy abruptly pulled his finger out of her tight vaginal opening and turned her around. Without further ado, he began trying to enter her from behind as she stood in front of him. Amy reached up high for one of the bed posts and tried to bend slightly to accommodate his advances. She felt the thick head of his massive manhood pushing on her opening, but the girth of his tool made it difficult for him to enter her. As he pushed his stiffness harder against her, she bent over a little further, pushing her buttocks up somewhat, offering herself up to him.

Freddy pulled back momentarily and looked at the tight pair of buttocks and the pink slit that was framed by the two heart shaped globes. He aimed his thick, blood inflated glans at the little slit and pushed hard. Amy groaned loudly.

"Yeah, baby, open up," the man said distractedly. He pushed harder and Amy felt herself begin to stretch. The innocent young bride groaned deeply at the latest thrust and was relieved when she felt the man's hairy testicles strike the back of her tanned legs, indicating that he had nearly entered her completely. It wasn't the length so much that caused the discomfort as the unnatural width of his cock.

The man now had complete access to her wetly glistening slit. God! He was enjoying it. His eyes were bulging as he watched the writhing pussy of this young woman with long, tapered legs get impaled on his big dong.

Despite the wetness of her pussy, Amy groaned in discomfort with each lunge from the man. Freddy began to fuck her in earnest now, his thick cock slamming hard into her.

"Ohhhhh," she cried as he fucked against her.

"Ohhhhh," she cried again when he withdrew and plunged back in. His merciless pace was increasing with every stroke.

"Ohhhhh, please," she cried pitifully.

"Take my dick, baby" the man replied. "Take it all," as he thrust again. The large man fucked her with an energy that was almost savage.

Amy continued to groan loudly with each piston of the man's large tool.

Freddy laughed to himself. It sounded as if he was killing her with his cock. The thought of her discomfort aroused the cruel man further and he stepped up the pace of his fucking.

Amy's little hands clung tightly to the bed post as if it was a life preserver and she was in the ocean. "Hurry," her mind thought. "Please come inside me fast," she prayed silently, ironically hoping for his thick semen to fill the condom inside her quickly.

Freddy continued to fuck her relentlessly. He saw that her soft skin began to be covered with a glistening of moisture as he pounded her mercilessly. He worked her like this for several minutes, enjoying her loud moans and cries.

Then he abruptly pulled out of her cunt and turned her naked, trembling body around. He pushed her onto her back on the bed.

As rough as he was, Amy was relieved. The fucking she had taken had left her breathless and as she tried to regain her breath she was relieved to lie back in the middle of the bed. Surely this would be more comfortable for her. She watched Freddy scramble onto the bed.

Amy spread her luscious thighs wide for the man. She was ashamed that she did so, but knew that it would be easier on her if she let him have full access to her tender pussy. As he hovered over her, she reached between his legs and felt the obscenely wet tool. She guided it into her pussy and he began to establish a tawdry rhythm once again, the weight of his heavy body flattening her round buttocks against the creaking bed.

Amy couldn't help but moan under his weight, her legs fully splayed beneath him with her knees slightly bent and in the air. In a strange thought that occurred to her as she absorbed his fucking, she thought that the flexibility gained as a cheerleader assisted her today.

She wrapped her arms around the man's hairy back because she had no where else to put them. Her juices began to flow more freely and she whimpered when he rammed her again and again. The jack hammering of her cunt produced an unwanted reaction in her. As much as she wanted to avoid it, she was beginning to stiffen and thrust on the borderline of orgasm.

"Please, hurry," she cried silently as he bulled his way into her, hoping to avoid the humiliation of climaxing under this beastly fucking. Nevertheless, her nails dug into his back as she rose to climax.

"Can you cum for me," she asked. "Cum inside me, cum inside me," she repeated without thought to what she was saying. "Fuck me good."

Then there was a knock at the door. "Five minutes," a young lady's voice said. "Better finish up!"

"Oh my god," Amy's thought as her mind raced. "Everyone out there knows I'm fucking this man."

The man began to alter his rhythm and then stiffen, shake and roar. He gripped her tanned thighs so hard that it was almost painful. Amy looked into his eyes which stared unknowingly into hers. She knew his eruption was imminent. Now her mind cried out another thought. "Wait, please, not yet!"

As she felt the great thick stream of super heated cum begin to explode within the condom inside her, her mind raced! She was so close to climax.

"Noooo," she cried out loud. "Not yet!"

The raging man grunted his gratification loudly as he continued to pour his cum into her hot pussy. The sensation of him pumping his hot spunk deep into her vagina aroused Amy like nothing before. Amy frantically tried to bring herself to orgasm against his rapidly deflating cock. Her hips pumped shamelessly against the man in a futile effort to climax. It was no use. She was ashamed as he pulled himself off of her and left her light headed and spread on the bed.

To be continued.....

[blackeagle10]

Just posted updates but don't know why the dates are not being updated to reflect latest postings..

Anyway just got a few more chapters to go before I conclude the story.

[blackeagle10]

Story was truncated by accident..so story continue below with Amy working as a high class call girl charging S$300 per half hour.


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After several moments, she felt him touch her thigh. "Thank you, baby." With that, she heard him pad across the floor and out the door.

Amy's eyes flew open wide however, when a young woman's voice said "Mabel, you better get up."

Amy hopped up off of the bed, her naked breasts jiggling as she looked for the bra and thong on the floor. The used condom lay on the bed beside her. The helpful young woman who had come in, handed Amy a small towel and Amy, who could now feel her own juices seeping out of her slit, placed the towel between her legs, picked up the sordid evidence of the used condom, and ran to the bathroom down the hall.

As she entered the hallway, she bumped into a man in a suit who was being led back to another room by the madam.

"Excuse me," she said.

The man laughed and eyed her up and down. "No excuse necessary, young lady. What have you got there," he asked playfully as he looked at the used condom in her hand.

The madam said, "She's brand new."

As Amy ran naked in front of the two, she could hear them laughing uproariously.

It wasn't until after a short, hot shower that Amy's heart stopped beating furiously. She toweled off and then went to have a seat in the living room. One of the other young women was sitting quietly in the area. They smiled at each other.

Amy sat down and crossed her nervous legs. Within seconds, she was astonished to hear the moans and groans of two people in the room which she had just been in with Freddy. Her eyes widened as she realized the walls were paper thin! As she listened to the tawdry rhythm of the couple fucking in the next room, she looked into the knowing eyes of the young whore in the room with her.

"Oh my god," Amy exclaimed. "Did you guys hear everything that went on in there with me and Freddy?"

The young woman smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "Freddy can be kind of hard to take," she told Amy. "Lucky you, he only had half an hour!"

Amy and the young woman then laughed out loud.

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2nd last instalment before I conclude story. Hope readers have enjoy this story & hope such cases do not happen in 2009...



Part 10 The Horny Banker

Amy spent the next several hours alternating between sitting in the front room of the apartment with other young ladies and spreading her tanned legs in one of the bedrooms for men to deposit their semen into her pussy. She realized now that her body was not her own anymore. To the extent that it was possible, she seemed to belong to me, or this madam, or even to anyone with a couple of hundred dollars in their pockets. As she sat in the room wearing nothing but her bra, thong panties and high heeled shoes, dreading the ring of the doorbell, she resolved to do whatever was necessary to endure the hardships that she had been put through and to regain her independence even at the cost of enduring sexual humiliation. The black haired beauty knew that getting through this ordeal was just another hurdle towards regaining her life.

The young bride was astonished at how busy the apartment was. Men of all ages and sizes, mostly well dressed, would quietly slip through the door and after their eyes had adjusted to the low light, scan the line-up of scantily clad beauties before them and make a choice of which young woman to bed.

Much to her dismay, Amy was selected each time she was in a line-up. The other girls were very nice about it, but began to kid Amy that the only time they had a chance to be picked in a line-up was when she was already in a room with a man. It finally began to seem ridiculous to her when two friends entered the apartment together. Amy was among four ladies that were available as the men entered. Amy stood with the other three women as the men feasted their eyes. After introductions, the first man indicated that he wished to see Amy. He offered Amy his left hand and she placed her right in his hand. They turned to follow the madam to the assigned room. As Amy walked away, she heard the other man speak.

"I'll just wait for Jim to finish and then see her, too, if you don't mind," he said. Amy turned in disbelief and looked at the madam.

"Can he do that," she questioned naively.

The man holding her hand laughed aloud as did the madam.

"Honey," she replied, "the customer is king here!" And then she laughed again.

So the young beauty walked down the hall to the small room knowing that a second hard cock awaited her pussy immediately after the first had softened within her.

*****

Jackson Tan left his Ritz – Carlton hotel in a bit of a hurry. The short, burly man fumbled nervously with small bag he carried. Perspiration beaded on his forehead even though the weather was quite cool outside and he had just gotten out of the shower. He felt a bit light headed. The palms of his hands were moist. He understood the risk he was taking. Being exposed would ruin his banking career, but he was driven to try his risky plan.

Jackson was driven more by the large stiffness in his pants than anything else. He had spent the days since the phone call the Singapore madam, convincing her that he was an extremely wealthy banker. Money was no object. He detailed his need for absolute discretion which the woman assured him was never compromised. He wondered whether she would be able to satisfy his tastes. She assured him that she would try. What were his preferences, she queried him. He responded that he enjoyed exotic Asian ladies who had not been jaded by long periods in the business. The madam laughed. So you like fresh meat, she responded.

Now Jackson was putting his plan into action. As the taxicab wound its way toward the apartment, the banker wondered if he had gone too far. He looked at his watch and knew that he would find he answer to that worry in about twenty minutes.

*****

Amy was on her knees and elbows on the bed facing the headboard of the plush bed. Her knees were spread, her ass was in the air, and a lean man held on to her hips as he drove his hard cock in and out of her wet slit. The slender man was on his knees as well, but upright behind the young woman.

Amy's head was lying on a pillow and she gazed, open mouthed, at the large mirror on the dresser facing the bed. It was almost an out-of-body experience for Amy. The reflection in the mirror plainly showed the beautiful bride's pussy being fucked by a skinny, strange man with black plastic glasses and straight black hair. His thin arms and legs were tensed and his face was twisted in perverse sexual pleasure as he pumped his stiff little tool into the tanned Asian's lush love hole.

Her mind and body was overcome with shame and arousal. Amy's loving husband had fucked her in this position many times during their marriage. After he would explode in orgasm and collapse by her side in bed, he would tell her how erotic he found the position. She thought of how he said it was hard to keep from climaxing too quickly while he watched himself fucking her from behind. Consequently, she also found it an arousing position. But instead of her husband, she was being taken by a man whose words she didn't understand and who's short, pencil-thin tool left her shamefully wishing for a larger, thicker cock. Why did her body betray her she wondered?

*****

Jackson made a last minute call to the Singapore madam to assure that all was set. The gravelly voice of the madam let him know that it was.

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This is the 2nd last instalment before I conclude. Thanks for yr support though it had been difficult to write about something that unfortunately will come true when the IR is open.




Part 11 The Forbidden Hole

The lean man had stiffened, grunted loudly, climaxed, dressed and left quickly. Amy, however unsatisfied sexually, had finished with her shower, applied her make-up and put her bra and thong back on. Just as she was bending over to put on her high heels, there was a knock on the bathroom door and the madam entered.

"Is everything okay?" Amy asked the woman.

"Of course it is, baby," the woman replied. "You are doing so good, baby. I'm proud of you."

Amy thought that it was odd for the woman to have this conversation with her, but didn't say anything. Instead, she tried to force a smile. "Thank you," she replied softly, realizing that she was being complimented on being a good whore.

"I'm going to tell Mr. Danny that you were wonderful."

"I appreciate that," the young bride said.

"You know that he is a very important man, don't you?"

Amy nodded.

"So are his friends," the madam continued. "They have a big need for secrecy and insist on it. One of these men is coming in to see you in a few minutes. We will have to take a few precautions for him and set some rules for you. These will be very, very strict rules. Your very future will depend on this."

*****

Amy was blind-folded and sat on the freshly made bed, her knees drawn up to her chest and her arms around her legs. She had been instructed to wait in the room silently. Her senses strained to hear what was going on outside the door. Several times she heard people approaching the door only to find that they walked past it to another room. Finally, she heard the muffled sound of people walking towards her room and the door beginning to open.

The door opened. The madam entered first. Next entered a tall young woman in lingerie. She looked at Amy sympathetically. She wondered what the innocent new girl was thinking.

Then Jackson walked in!

He looked at the young bride who worked in his office. Up to now, she had been prim and proper, hiding her big, succulent breasts behind high-necked blouses and her sexy legs and ass within suit skirts.

He was nearly bowled over by the fact that she was there. She sat quietly, perfectly still, on the bed. Her naked legs looked muscular and tanned, just as he had often fantasized while masturbating. Her skin was silky smooth. Because of the way that she was sitting on the bed, she appeared to be nude, although her pussy and tits were hidden by her arms and legs. Her ripe, cherry red lips were neither smiling nor frowning. Her beautiful face was framed, as always, by her thick black mane. The silk blindfold across her eyes was secure, he saw.

"Monique will stay to help you if you need it," the madam said to Jackson. Then she motioned to Amy. "Your beautiful young lady will, I assure you, please you in any way."

Jackson felt his manhood throb with that statement. Please me in any way, he thought. He smiled.

Amy heard the door close. Then she heard the shuffling of clothes. She thought that the man was undressing but she couldn't be sure.

After what seemed to be an interminable amount of time, Amy felt a man's hand reach behind her head and cradle her neck gently. Then the hand slid to her shoulder, down her arm to her hand. She was gently tugged off of the bed and into a standing position. Her tiny feet walked a couple of steps into the middle of the room. She could sense the presence of the man, but was not certain exactly where he was.

Jackson, in fact, had moved away from Amy and was sitting naked in a large overstuffed chair watching his young associate. His cock was not quite entirely stiff, but still jutted out from his body. He motioned Monique to remove Amy's bra.

Monique undid the clasp and let the bra fall to the floor. Amy felt the silky material fall on her feet and felt the gush of cold air on her heavy breasts and her nipples. Jackson motioned to Monique to tug on Amy's nipples. The tall blackhead went to Amy's big tits and weighed them in her hands. Then she took the nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. They stood proudly at attention almost instantly. Monique knew that Jackson wanted her to continue to stimulate Amy's nipples and she did. Amy swayed slightly each time her nipples were tugged by the blackhead and she placed her hands on Monique's arms to steady herself. She felt her pussy begin to moisten with arousal.

The corpulent man sat transfixed, his large belly hanging heavily between his naked legs, taking in every inch of the slim woman's amazing body. His manhood pulsed involuntarily. He leered at Amy's breasts. The nipples were stiff and pointed slightly up from her fleshy twin orbs.

Monique looked at Jackson and nodded at Amy's panties. Jackson nodded back affirmatively.

The blackhead bent her knees and hooked her fingers into Amy's thong. Jackson watched wide-eyed as the girl began to pull Amy's panties down her thighs. His long, thick cock now pulsed so strongly that he stretched out his legs and took the tool into his hand to s+++e it. He knew that he was beginning to sweat from a mixture of nerves and arousal. He was afraid he would climax before he even touched the young bride.

Amy now stood blindfolded and nude in the cool room, her nipples still erect and her small slit beginning to moisten against her will. Jackson looked at her neatly trimmed black pubic hair. Clearly she had shaved the edges of it recently and cut the length to no more than a few centimeters. It looked fresh and ready to be taken.

Monique cupped her fingers under Amy's cunt and began to rub the soft flesh of the woman's pussy. Amy gasped when she felt Monique's finger and thumb come into contact with her clitoris. Monique took the love bud into her fingers and rotated it gently between them. Amy stifled a cry of pleasure, but a low moan came from her throat and her hips involuntarily began to thrust towards Monique's exploring fingers. Monique inserted one slender middle finger into the young woman's love hole and then when she noticed how remarkably wet Amy was, inserted her index finger as well and started to frig the bride hard. Amy's pussy was so wet that the movements of Monique's fingers produced a squishy sound that served to heighten the sexual tension of all present.

By now Amy had lost herself in the intensity of the black head's finger fucking and was beyond caring what she looked like in her abandonment. So it nearly drove her mad when Monique stopped delving her soaked fingers within Amy's pussy and pulled them from the silky smoothness of her pink hole.

Amy's mouth hung open and her breathing was labored as she was led away several feet. Monique guided Amy slowly towards Jackson who remained seated on the wide thick cushioned chair with low padded arms. It was at that point that Amy's lower legs bumped into Jackson's legs and she realized that the man was immediately in front of her.

She stood before him mortified. Her breathing had not slowed yet but she had composed herself enough to close her mouth. She felt a thick finger begin to push into her pussy. It slid in easily and was immediately soaked with her juices.

As quickly as it went in, it came out. Amy was surprised, but thoroughly disgusted when the finger pushed at her slightly parted lips and entered her mouth. Her mind swirled as she tasted herself on the man's finger. Monique leaned in and whispered to Amy.

"Suck it clean, baby."

As repugnant as she found this, Amy's cheeks soon hollowed as she sucked the finger as instructed.

Jackson began to sense his power over the beautiful bride. He pulled his finger from her mouth and took her arms into his hands and pulled her slowly towards him. As her upper body bent, her B-size tits swayed on her chest.

To be continued.....

[blackeagle10]

This is the last instalment before she goes home to face her husband , Kenneth. Suppose you can expect some fireworks in store after what happen to her on her "honeymoon"

Continued " The Forbidden Hole"

Amy bent her knees thinking that he wanted her to kneel for a blowjob. But instead, she felt herself maneuvered so that she was certain she was perpendicular to the man. Then she was pulled further down and felt her flat abdomen lying across the man's naked legs. She could feel a large, stiff penis pushing against her tummy.

Amy's round buttocks were over the man's legs. The big man held Amy's left arm at the wrist and Monique held her right wrist between her hands. Even though she was fairly comfortable in the prone position across this man, she was afraid of what he had in store for her. She trembled slightly.

She felt his right hand begin to rub against her ass cheeks. His beefy hand rubbed over both buttocks and then began to delve between the two. Amy spread her legs to give the man access, but didn't really know what he wanted. His fingers soon made contact with her wet pussy and began to rub against it, then plunge into it and then come out again to rub the outside of her genitalia. Amy could feel her love juices spreading over the back of her thighs and ass as the man continued doing this. Then she began to feel him spreading the moisture between her ass cheeks and onto her anus.

Using the moisture, Jackson began to try and push his finger into Amy's tight anus. Amy's mind exploded!

"No," she cried. "No! Please. No!"

The young beauty began to try and squeeze her legs shut but it was to no avail. She thought of what to do but could only try and resist by tugging her arms futilely and kicking her legs up and down equally futilely. As much as Amy resisted, trying to kick and tug away from the two holding her down, she could only really resist by tensing her muscular ass and legs.

Jackson was surprised at how strong the muscles were of the former college cheerleader, but as he twisted his finger between her buttocks it was only a matter of moments before Amy felt the awful pain of her anus being expanded by his finger. He managed to get the tip of his middle finger into her asshole up to the first knuckle but became angry at Amy's continued resistance.

Jackson's anger boiled over. He popped his finger from the young woman's anus.

Amy's momentary relief was just that - momentary.

Whack! Whack!

Amy felt and heard the loud slap on her ass. She squelched a cry. Her B-size breasts swayed beneath her and she felt the sting of the slap run over her buttocks. The pain was extraordinary. Amy couldn't remember the last time she had been struck by anyone. She felt the firm, tanned flesh of her ass cheeks shake.

She continued to resist without results.

Whack! Whack!

"Owww! Owww!" Amy cried out at the loud spanking.

Monique screamed, "Stop it!" but neither Amy nor Jackson knew who she was speaking to.

"Ohhh," the beautiful bride cried out. "Please," she begged.

"Spread your legs," was all that she heard from the man.

Amy knew that further resistance was useless. And, to her horror, she found that the sexual arousal that she had experienced before the spanking was not diminished by the ass slaps.

She did as he ordered, only too aware of the sight that she presented to him, her sex and anus open to his gaze.

Amy's head hung in abject humiliation at the thought of the man staring at her nakedness across him. She cried out again as she felt his big, cold fingers run over the outside of the lips of her vagina. She felt his fingers searching for her hole. It was found soon enough and his thick finger slid in effortlessly into her pussy, sending an erotic spasm through her body. Amy tried to be still, but it took all of the resolve that the young bride could muster to force herself to let her legs remain spread as the man's fingers slid in and out of her.

Amy felt a second finger slide into her pussy. Her body betrayed her as her pussy soaked his fingers and his penetration began to be audible from her wetness.

This time, when his wet finger went to her tight rectum, the bride didn't resist other than with a moan.

"Ohhhh."

Amy felt the man's finger probe deeply into her anus.

After a few seconds, the man removed his finger from Amy's ass and motioned for Monique to hold both of Amy's arms as he stood and positioned himself behind the young woman. His big, thick tool was rock hard now.

Amy's knees were on the chair now and her upper body was across the arm. Monique held her arms, but not tightly. Amy felt the man positioning himself behind her, his thick, heavy dong striking her tight ass and the backs of her thighs.

Jackson looked at Amy as she cowered before him. Her pink pussy peeked out from between the backs of her thighs. He couldn't resist fucking her pussy. He guided his erection to the little pussy and pushed the head of his cock into the woman. He was in no hurry. After several moments, he began to push the thick manhood into the slender woman watching it with relish as it disappeared into her soaked cunt. He fucked the young bride for several minutes.

Then he withdrew.

He moved the fleshy head of his cock to the tight, slightly wrinkled hole immediately above Amy's pussy. Amy felt his hands stretch the soft flesh of her buttocks apart.

"No, please," she begged. "Not there."

Unbeknownst to Jackson, Monique had relaxed her grip on Amy's wrists entirely. She did not want to be a part of this. But to her amazement, Amy did nothing but protest verbally.

Amy gasped when the cock began to press against her sphincter. Despite her fear, she felt a strange thrill run up her spine as the contemplated the man taking her in her most forbidden place. Even though none of the men who had taken her thus far had demanded that from her, several of them had told her that they preferred the backside because of its tightness and the forbidden nature of the act. She had been told of the importance of relaxing instead of tensing her buttocks and sphincter muscles. Now, Amy was faced with the dark act herself and her heart pounded with a mixture of fear, revulsion and excitement.

But despite her efforts, her strong buttocks tightened into a fist-like muscle and her naked legs scissored up and down slightly on the chair.

"No, please," she heard herself say.

The man, however, was relentless. He pushed his cock against her anal opening to no avail.


Please," she begged, "put it in my pussy. I like it in my pussy."

With some effort, Amy relaxed her sphincter muscle and felt the man's tool begin to slide in and out of her. Briefly, Amy felt as if she lost consciousness, and when she came to, she was aware that her mouth was agape and that saliva had mussed her chin. She held tightly to Monique's arms.

As she gathered her wits, she realized that the man was pounding her ass from behind completely unaware and unconcerned with her brief loss of consciousness. Now, Amy decided to kneel as limply as possible and relax her rectum. This helped some as the pain subsided and was gradually replaced by an extreme feeling of pressure to her bowels.

The man fucked her slowly, grunting his satisfaction each time his stiff rod penetrated her to its fullest. Amy gripped Monique's arms tightly as the man fucked her from behind. The closeness of his stiff tool to her aching vagina began to drive Amy crazy with lust. Amy was surprised and ashamed that her body would betray her at this point.

The man must have sensed her growing pleasure because he chortled as he saw her hand move around her body and reach for her pussy. After a moment, he saw Amy begin to rub herself.

The man began to fuck her harder and the young woman pushed her ass back to his cock. Now she was in her own world, seeking to satisfy her own lust. Her groans became louder as she pushed herself to climax.

Jackson watched in fascination as his young bride exploded in orgasm as he fucked her in the ass.

Within seconds of her orgasm, the man had withdrawn his rigid cock from her ass and sat, legs splayed, in the chair. Amy was repositioned on her knees before him. This time there was no doubt what was expected.

The blindfolded young woman opened her mouth and delved onto the hard cock that had just been in her ass. She licked it voraciously and swirled her tongue around its pungent head. Amy established a rhythm bobbing up and down on the cock that had just given her such pleasure.

Monique meanwhile had sensed Amy's wanton streak and was kneeling behind Amy tugging on the bride's titties from behind drawing the nipples to a rubbery firmness again and soaking the young bride's cunt.

Amy felt the man begin to stiffen and finally to explode his hot seed deep into her throat just as her own body burst into climax from Monique's manipulations of her tits. The room was filled with the shouts of the man as he exploded his stiff tool into her mouth and Amy's own audible moans as she climaxed. Amy felt the man's semen splashing into her mouth. Amy was busy trying to swallow it all when the man pulled the scarf from around her eyes and she stared up at cold eyes of Jackson Tan, the banker, whose hard cock she was bobbing on while his hot seed was splashing on her tongue and sliding down her throat……

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This is the last instalment. Thank you for support and PM. Hope u have enjoy reading them.

Part 12 The Journey Ends at Home


Looking at her watch, Amy knew the plane will be landing at Taipei Chiang Kai Shek Airport soon. She close her eyes & wish that she & her husband Kenneth had never ventured into the casino on that fateful day. Now although she is coming home 4 days earlier, she never have had more sex in her entire life put together. What would become of her marriage?? Would her husband welcome her back or is she now ‘damaged goods”?? In any case, she still had $10K from her earnings in the brothel as her share in her handbag but HE must not know about this. .

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She stepped outside the terminal squinting her eyes trying to locate her Kenneth. He was there but he was not smiling and looking serious. Amy was glad to be home and expected to be kissed by her husband, instead he pecked her lightly on her cheek.

“ Hope you have a good flight back?.”hardly looking at her. Amy was taken aback by her husband’s nonchalance but perhaps it was understandable considering the circumstances they were in just 10 days ago.

On the way home, they stop for a light afternoon snack at a road side restaurant. Trying to make conversation Amy enquired how his family and work at the office had been. Kenneth mumbled that everything was fine and there is nothing to worry about. Kenneth was not making eye contact and has a pain expression on his face.


“ How many men did you slept with?? ask Kenneth finally

Amy was stunned for a moment not knowing to tell him the truth about the other men who screwed her so that she can come home early.

“no, I only slept with Dan initially but I really missed you so I ….said Amy tearfully trying to find the right words to describe her ordeal ..then Dan suggested that I can go home early if I let his friend had me as well. , I did it because of us.”.with tears welling up in her big doey eyes.


Kenneth finally held out his hand and touch hers, trying to console her but in his mind there is already a time bomb ticking away inside his head.

*********
Just yesterday afternoon, he had received a strange phone call from an old classmate , Ben Lee that he had screwed an Amy look-alike at an high class brothel whilst on business in Singapore a couple of days ago.

She was introduced as Mabel and was the most popular lady there. In fact he had to wait for 2 hours for his turn to fuck the Amy lookalike. Finally when his turn was up, he had noticed the pinkish nipples and her well trimmed pinkish slit. He also noticed that there was a tiny but visible black mole on her perineum , the sensitive part between her cunt and anus.

He lapped her up her cunt like a hungry dog and poke his tongue into her anus as well. She was squirming and trying to get away from his incessant attack on her labia and clitoris but she finally succumb to her orgasm and moaning loudly.

He then put on a condom & fucked the Amy-look like until he cum inside her pussy. The woman was inexperienced as she is not quite sure how to put on a condom properly. Ben Lee swore that was he best $600 he had ever spent on fucking a whore.



Kenneth after hearing the exciting account from his old classmate slumped down on his seat, staring blankly into space wondering what has become of his wife. The evidence is unmistakable, how many women with the almost the same physical appearance and having the same birthmark in a very private place.

He felt the whole world collapsing around him, defeated and the same time angry at his Amy for working in a brothel ; sleeping with other men other than Danny (the rescuer) without even consulting him first. How many are they….and why did she do it.. for the money.?? He wondered.

He thought about the wedding , how happy they were and the dreams and plans they have together. Having children and growing old , enjoying their twilight years together. Can these dreams still be reality??

He was really struggling within himself not knowing to move on with his life with Amy or should he do an about turn on his marriage.




That night like most couple who have not seen each other for a while Kenneth was feeling horny but images of his wife being fucked by other men kept appearing in his head.


Amy had fucked more than 20 guys during the 2 days working stint at the Exclusive Brothel. She was not horny and was afraid that her husband will find her ‘loose’ if he fuck her that night.


But still she knows she will have to accommodate if Kenneth ‘wants it’ . She was dressed in her bra and high cut thong panties which accentuate her curves. Kenneth saw her and immediately had an erection. His cock pulsated in his underwear.

Amy knew the look from her husband’s eyes and quickly went down on her knees and grabbing her husband’s cock. She quickly pulled down his underwear and lick his cock head. She was well tutored in her cock sucking ability. She was determined to make him cum so that he would not get to fuck her & discovered she was loose and her anus was still painful from Jackson Tan assault on her anus.


She licked his shaft down to his balls and cupping them gently, she sucked the length down right to the base of his cock and mouth each ball softly. Slowly she work her index finger into his perineum and trying to insert her index finger into his anus. Kenneth was moaning softly with the pleasure he was receiving from his wife’s experience mouth and tongue work.

Amy made eye contact with her husband and that was the moment of truth… what he saw were guys total strangers standing over his wife with their erected cocks being sucked by his wife. He was screaming inside his head and wanted to ask Amy why she had take on other men in the brothel and felt both the pleasure and pain in his body. He was on the verge of shooting his load into his wife’s mouth but the emotions of seeing strangers fucking his wife hindered his impending orgasm. Much as Amy deep throated him and sticking her finger into his anus, he could not cum…

In desperation with tears in his eyes, he roughly pushed Amy’s head aside and shoved her away from him. Both of them gasping for air. There was silence in the air, tension being built up .. Kenneth finally said.’’ Don’t you lie to me , you … you let other men fuck you for money why did you do that???

Amy was stung by his accusative tone and she knew the game was up as her husband must have found out her working stint at the brothel.

Trying to find words to appease Kenneth, Amy stammered with tears welling up in her eyes,
“ I … I did it for us. I want to come home to you so that we can move on. Put this behind us..”

“ What us??.. You did this without telling me. Kenneth shouted at her. “what you enjoy being a whore, one of my friends fucked you and came and told me about it thinking you were someone else but…his voice trialing off as his emotions rakes over his body shaking. Kenneth stood up , pulled up his underwear and pants and stomp out of the bedroom.

Amy saw the hurt in his eyes and knew she had made a big mistake by agreeing to fuck other men for an early release from her obligatory stay of 14 days. She knew that the man she once loved dearly would not be the same again.


She let out a loud anguished cry, sobbing into her hands. She continued sobbing , Her body was shaking with emotions, She felt very alone for the first time in her marriage. She look at the wedding photo near her bed stand. Her mind became a complete blank as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her marriage of less than a month is already over…


Epilogue

In this Forum, while we enjoy trading stories about screwing other people’s wives or girlfriends , sometimes we get away with it not knowing the suffering we may have inflicted on a relationship or marriage. As one brother told me without exception all men are alike “ We can marry a whore to become a wife but can NEVER TOLERATE A WIFE BECOMING A WHORE. “

As I wrote this , I came across 2 unfortunate cases where women made some bad decisions and live to regret for the rest of their lives. Unfortunately, one of them did not live long enough to tell her story. A moment’s folly is all it takes to undo a good marriage or relationship.

We are all human and tempted by the same forbidden fruit. But once the Pandora box is open, the collateral damage can be difficult to contain and unless you don’t have a conscience, the anguish, pain and suffering by the party (most cases the women) is real and unless you have witness it personally or involved with one yourself, you cannot appreciate the importance of not desecrating your own marital bed especially for women within a marriage.