The car raced along the dark side gravel road, pulling up to a locked gate. The woman driving got out and looked at the sign, “Middleton City Scouts of America, Private Property Keep Out”. She walked to the gate, and using her key unlocked it. Getting back into her car she pulled inside the drive and locked the door again before she headed down the long driveway to the clubhouse and parked it in the shadows on the side, out of view from anyone that might come along.
Karla walked nervously down the moonlit path behind the dark empty building while her husband and kids were home fast asleep, wondering to herself what the fuck she was doing, what the hell had made her think she could even contemplate what she was about to do. Here she was, a devoted wife, mother and school teacher and about to live out the wildest fantasy any normal minded woman would run from as fast as she could let alone think about it night after night. She had a great marriage, maybe not enough sex from her devoted husband, well not enough for this woman who had a burning need to cum multiple times every day since she was twelve, but every other part of her relationship was everything any wife could possibly imagine, and yet here she was taking the chance of a life time.
Her mind raced back to how this came about as she made her way down the winding rocky trail, to the clearing where the oak tree waited under the star lit night. She made her way to her destination dressed as ordered by Mark. Mark Taylor the charismatic ex-marine and now scout leader of the troop her sons belonged to. Mark knew Karla’s husband worked shift work and seldom made any of the camp-outs, leaving that to his voluptuous curvy hot wife.
The other dads had always eyed Karla up and down and it was easy to read the desires in their eyes and the obvious excitement in their pants. But all were scared, scared of Karla. Because of her position in the community or the fact she had probably taught more than half their kids at one time or another. But Mark was different, the alpha male of the pack. Every man there knew that he intended to make her his one day and none of them dared attempt to take what he considered his.
Mark had come on to Karla over the last few months, slowly telling her his plans for her. How he would take her aside, make her his and help her shed all her inhibitions, or the ones he thought she had. Not really knowing the horny slut that she became every night when her husband was too tired to have sex. How she would masturbate 3-4 times a night, the burning need to be taken. Her mouth, her cunt and her beautiful round ass, all needing so much more attention than almost any man could provide. Karla would cum by herself or with her online lover as soon as Tim, her husband, fell asleep.
It was him her online lover, Brad, who finally pushed her, telling her she was a true submissive and the time was now to discover that side of her. Defiant Karla as she considered herself always rebuked the idea. She was too strong for any man to control. That was until Brad entered her mind, taking over every lust filled thought, to the point where she thought about him morning, day and night, and yes even in her nightly wet dreams. Pushing her, creating new boundaries, well past the limitations she had set for herself, never wanting to go too far and definitely not wanting anything more than the safety of cybersex with a man that only knew her by her online pseudonym.
Finally he convinced her to give into Mark after he pried out her confession how this tall chiseled featured hunk of a man was trying so hard to take her where she had only dreamed and now the time was ever so close.
Her mind raced, her heart pounded and her cunt was leaking her sex juice down her bare thighs in a way she never imagine, she could even smell her own scent, the odor of a woman in heat like a sex starved animal.
Christ she thought to herself, remembering the instruction, she tried to occupy her mind so she would not back out and head back to camp on a full run. She had to do this, follow through, needing to look strong for both Brad and Mark, but most importantly for herself.
Before Karla knew it she was in the small clearing. The oak tree looked larger and more menacing in the late evening sky. Shadows of branches making it more eerie than she though it would be, with just the sound of leaves rustling in the night wind. Then she saw it, the single rope hanging from a branch about 20 feet in the air, where she had been instructed to stand below on the final text message from Mark.
Karla looked around seeing no one and hearing nothing but the wind and for a split second she again considered leaving, but then she heard it, the sound of a footstep breaking a twig and she knew she had to obey, to take the leap and remembering her the other instruction, face the tree with eyes closed, to not open them for any reason, and she was not to speak the entire time of her ordeal.
Karla’s body shook in both fear and anticipation and she took her assigned place under the rope.
It seemed like an eternity for her and then finally she felt the presence, the warm breath on her neck. Goose bumps travelled throughout her body and just as she was about to say something she felt his fingers tap her red lips to be quiet.
First Mark, or whoever was there, blindfolded her, making sure she could not see anything, and then he took both her hands and tied them together. She felt the rope from the tree being weaved through the restraints and rose above her head. Next up he placed what appeared to be soft spongy plugs in her ears, making her senses almost oblivious to her surroundings. With her arms pulled higher, leaving her not suspended but not able to really move, panic started to set in and she started to struggle.
Pulling one plug form an ear “Do not move, and no struggling or this can and will get a lot worse for you” she heard his rough voice whispering in her ear. And then he replaced it, leaving her again deaf to what was happening to her.
Karla quickly stopped moving but her heart kept racing a mile a minute, wondering now if this was such a good idea, what she had gotten herself into. Then she felt his hands, running up and down her thighs, slowly lifting the hem of her sun dress so that her wet soaked panties were on display for her captor. He pulled on the rope again, lifting Karla so she was on her tip toes, her wrists straining in her wrist binds. Then she felt something cold, metal and she gasped when she realized he had a knife, and he slowly, deliberately teasing her, cut away her thin expensive sexy panties. Oh my god, what have I done was all that ran through her pretty head and she collapsed, leaving herself hanging.
Mark stood up and ****** Karla’s sexy pouty lips open and shoved the cum stained material in her open mouth and then taped over it, leaving her now totally defenceless to whatever he had planned for her.
Karla could not see him, nor hear him, but she could feel his presence as he circled his willing prey and it only made her more nervous. Yet it excited her more than ever before In her life, the creamy wetness of her cunt literally cascading down her luscious legs leaving her high heels wet and a small puddle on the ground.
“Can this really be happening” she thought to herself, a wife, mother and teacher actually be giving herself to a man she only knew through Scouts, a man that had been to war, most likely to have killed people she wondered?
She was brought back to reality when he roughly grabbed her large breasts, squeezing them, kneading them viciously. Her nipples being stretch, twisted so that the burning pain made her think he was trying to rip them through the thin material of her dress. Once he was satisfied her large aureoles were aching. He shifted his hands down over her hips and one large hand slid under her dress spreading her cunt lips as if a piece of meat, not caring about her pleasure, just taking what was his. His other hand went around back and a huge finger mad its way down between her plump ass crack, pMarking and prodding until he found her tight wrinkled rosebud.
Karla thrust her hips forward, then backwards, needing to feel something in at least one of her wanting lusting holes but he pulled them away, teasing her, repeating this time after time, turning her into his wanton and physically begging slut.
After what seemed like an hour to her , he tired of that game and walked away from her, leaving her writhing as she hung, wanting so badly to be filled, yet left suspended craving. Without warning her dressed was ripped from her. The tearing of the material from her shoulders, digging into her flesh, being pulled downwards leaving her large tits bouncing as it was forcefully pulled over them to the ground. Karla felt tears welling up under her blindfold, but in her state of mind she was not sure if it was from being scared or more turned on than she had ever been before! The cool night air on her inflamed hard nipples only increased her desire to be taken in any manner now by this hard rough man that possessed her.
Karla felt him move in behind her and she could tell he was now naked, his hard thick long cock swaying and rubbing against her ass cheeks. Unbeknown to Karla Mark had put a lot of spit on his fingers and without warning he plunged two into her tight anus, causing Karla to Lurch forward. Mark had warned her through previous texts she was to try and remain still and he knew she needed to be taught a lesson. Grabbing a branch he began to whip her ass, leaving it welted by the oak switch.
Once he was satisfied she would not make that mistake again, he moved in behind her again and this time grabbing a handful of hair to steady her he pushed his throbbing manhood between her now thick and red swollen open cunt lips and pushed all the way in to the end and fucked her hard, slamming her in mid-air, causing her to lunge forward and being pulled back by her strawberry blond mane. Karla moaned through her soaked panty gag and came violently against this man that was sexually but oh so decadently debasing her. Her mind went into overload with a pleasure she had never experienced before. Cum squirting out past his cock as he rammed her time after time. Karla lost count of the number of times she came hanging there and when he finally pulled out she felt an empty void, a vacuum that need to be filled again, her hips twisting, pushing trying to find his cock to fill her again, but to no avail.
As she struggled to get him back in her only available sense kicked in, the smell of a cigar, and she knew the bastard was smoking, and probably smirking at his helpless wanton slutwife hanging there for his pleasure.
It was time for defiant Karla to come out, pissed and wanting to scratch his eyes out for not finishing what he started. She thrashed around on her tip toes, trying to kick him, yet not knowing where he was in her disoriented state.
Mark stood off to the side chuckling, and finally deciding to teach her a lesson about who her new boss was, and what her place in the relationship was going to be. He walked up beside her and grabbed a tit, squeezing it so her nipple protruded to a length she never knew it could and he held the lit cigar less than an inch from it. Karla, feeling the heat, realized it quickly and her resistance came to an abrupt halt and Mark placed the cigar back in his mouth and took up his position behind her once again, this time never letting go of her large fleshy orb.
All of a sudden Karla felt her ass being pried open and the huge head of his cock monster against her tight asshole and she tensed up. With a hard slap on her fleshy ass, she pushed back and his other hand grabbed her hair and he plunged forward, only the remaining spit from his fingers earlier and her cum on his cock for lube. Karla screamed silently and with futility through the gag.
Ron plundered her tight ass, stretching it like never before and Karla lost it, with her tits being mangled and her tight bottom hole being violently *****, her head went into another dimension, her cunt spasming wet cunt juice flowing out of her.
Karla was not sure how long her anal assault lasted or how many times she came, but when she regained some resemblance of consciousness, she was on the ground half kneeling, half sprawled out, her legs tucked under her sideways.
As she tried to rise she became aware her hands were now tied behind her and the gag and ear plugs removed.
Karla went to speak and felt the sting of a hand across her face, “You were told in the beginning, no talking!” he sternly told her in a voice that left little question of who was in charge.
Karla was lifted to her knees in a kneeling position and her head pulled back. “Be a good girl now, do not resist and soon you can go home to your family, understood?”
Karla nodded in silent assent, and before she knew it there was a cock in her mouth, fucking her, gagging her. She was being face fucked for the first time in her life. She had always loved sucking cock, one of her specialties, but here she was not sucking, not in charge, just being used, and she was in heaven. Then she felt hands at her cunt, fingers prodding her cum filled ass and more on her tits and then she realized that there was more than just Mark there and try as she might to pull away, they held her in place. She was living her fantasy of being gang banged but not the way she had dreamt it would be.
Her body gave her away, her pussy creaming her tits reacting and her ass clenching, and finally she realized it. Yes she was a slutty submissive, needing this more than anything!
Her excitement rose as she felt the obvious twitching of the cock in her mouth and just as she anticipated the hot creamy spunk being shot down her throat whomever it was pulled out and the hot seed exploded across her face, and within seconds another cock replaced it, forcing its way right to the back, ticking her tonsils, and cock after cock did the same, always pulling out, cumming on her flushed face, and eventually she lost count and never knew how many men used her that night.
Finally pushed over onto a waiting cock, her cunt slid down it, hands still restrained behind her and she felt another cock in her now not so tight ass. They rode her hard not caring if she came, hell she was not even sure if she did, and then she felt it, both cocks filling her with their creamy cum. When the cock in her ass was removed, Karla rolled off to the side and collapsed exhausted.
Karla laid there and while recuperating, she heard the men dressing and leaving, and she wondered how she was going to untie herself and get dressed.
Once it was quiet she went to roll over and stand. She felt Mark behind her and felt him lifting her up from around her waist holding on to her big well used and cum stained tits.
He whispered “I will untie you, but do not remove your blindfold for about 5 minutes. There are pictures on the ground of your night and if you disobey me, I will send them to your husband” “And trust me we have more pictures, just in case you are thinking of destroying them.”
Karla waited for what seemed like half an hour and removed the blindfold, the pictures strewn around on the ground. She looked around and there were no clothes to be found.
Startled and scared she gathered up the pictures and stumbled back up the trail to her car and in stunned disbelief and shock drove home. Just as she pulled into the drive her cell phone had a text from Mark “Good girl, we expect you here next week same time, and maybe this time a few of the other moms will join you!”
Karla sneaked in the back door and went into the bathroom, her face and tits still covered in cum, her cunt and ass leaking white spunk from them.
She looked in the mirror and her cunt started to want again and retrieving her vibrator she began to coax her throbbing to another orgasm.
Before she could climax, a knock on the door and it was Tim asking her if she was alright. Karla wiped off the cum from her face and breasts and then she yelled through the door she was okay and would be right out to bed.
Glad the lights were out, she crawled in beside Tim and went to roll over but Tim, wide awake, seemed to have a hard on and want sex. Christ she thought, nothing for weeks and now!
Tim whispered how sexy she smelled and crawled downwards, his tongue lapping at her swollen raw lips, and he moaned something about her cunt never tasting so good, and she realized she had not wiped it clean yet. With a smile Karla held his head in pace and rode him until he cleaned her completely out, cumming so hard she had to have expelled every drop of cum from her glorious well fucked twat! Once she came Tim rolled her over and fucked her ass, which just happens to be his favorite hole and he came within seconds. “I love you baby” as he rolled over and began to snore almost instantly.
Karla laid there unable to sleep, her mind trying to get a grasp on what all had just transpired. Getting out of bed, she went to her computer in the den and logged in her email.
“Brad, my Master and lover, you are right. I am born to serve as a submissive” And then she hit send, turned it off and went back to bed.
Karla walked nervously down the moonlit path behind the dark empty building while her husband and kids were home fast asleep, wondering to herself what the fuck she was doing, what the hell had made her think she could even contemplate what she was about to do. Here she was, a devoted wife, mother and school teacher and about to live out the wildest fantasy any normal minded woman would run from as fast as she could let alone think about it night after night. She had a great marriage, maybe not enough sex from her devoted husband, well not enough for this woman who had a burning need to cum multiple times every day since she was twelve, but every other part of her relationship was everything any wife could possibly imagine, and yet here she was taking the chance of a life time.
Her mind raced back to how this came about as she made her way down the winding rocky trail, to the clearing where the oak tree waited under the star lit night. She made her way to her destination dressed as ordered by Mark. Mark Taylor the charismatic ex-marine and now scout leader of the troop her sons belonged to. Mark knew Karla’s husband worked shift work and seldom made any of the camp-outs, leaving that to his voluptuous curvy hot wife.
The other dads had always eyed Karla up and down and it was easy to read the desires in their eyes and the obvious excitement in their pants. But all were scared, scared of Karla. Because of her position in the community or the fact she had probably taught more than half their kids at one time or another. But Mark was different, the alpha male of the pack. Every man there knew that he intended to make her his one day and none of them dared attempt to take what he considered his.
Mark had come on to Karla over the last few months, slowly telling her his plans for her. How he would take her aside, make her his and help her shed all her inhibitions, or the ones he thought she had. Not really knowing the horny slut that she became every night when her husband was too tired to have sex. How she would masturbate 3-4 times a night, the burning need to be taken. Her mouth, her cunt and her beautiful round ass, all needing so much more attention than almost any man could provide. Karla would cum by herself or with her online lover as soon as Tim, her husband, fell asleep.
It was him her online lover, Brad, who finally pushed her, telling her she was a true submissive and the time was now to discover that side of her. Defiant Karla as she considered herself always rebuked the idea. She was too strong for any man to control. That was until Brad entered her mind, taking over every lust filled thought, to the point where she thought about him morning, day and night, and yes even in her nightly wet dreams. Pushing her, creating new boundaries, well past the limitations she had set for herself, never wanting to go too far and definitely not wanting anything more than the safety of cybersex with a man that only knew her by her online pseudonym.
Finally he convinced her to give into Mark after he pried out her confession how this tall chiseled featured hunk of a man was trying so hard to take her where she had only dreamed and now the time was ever so close.
Her mind raced, her heart pounded and her cunt was leaking her sex juice down her bare thighs in a way she never imagine, she could even smell her own scent, the odor of a woman in heat like a sex starved animal.
Christ she thought to herself, remembering the instruction, she tried to occupy her mind so she would not back out and head back to camp on a full run. She had to do this, follow through, needing to look strong for both Brad and Mark, but most importantly for herself.
Before Karla knew it she was in the small clearing. The oak tree looked larger and more menacing in the late evening sky. Shadows of branches making it more eerie than she though it would be, with just the sound of leaves rustling in the night wind. Then she saw it, the single rope hanging from a branch about 20 feet in the air, where she had been instructed to stand below on the final text message from Mark.
Karla looked around seeing no one and hearing nothing but the wind and for a split second she again considered leaving, but then she heard it, the sound of a footstep breaking a twig and she knew she had to obey, to take the leap and remembering her the other instruction, face the tree with eyes closed, to not open them for any reason, and she was not to speak the entire time of her ordeal.
Karla’s body shook in both fear and anticipation and she took her assigned place under the rope.
It seemed like an eternity for her and then finally she felt the presence, the warm breath on her neck. Goose bumps travelled throughout her body and just as she was about to say something she felt his fingers tap her red lips to be quiet.
First Mark, or whoever was there, blindfolded her, making sure she could not see anything, and then he took both her hands and tied them together. She felt the rope from the tree being weaved through the restraints and rose above her head. Next up he placed what appeared to be soft spongy plugs in her ears, making her senses almost oblivious to her surroundings. With her arms pulled higher, leaving her not suspended but not able to really move, panic started to set in and she started to struggle.
Pulling one plug form an ear “Do not move, and no struggling or this can and will get a lot worse for you” she heard his rough voice whispering in her ear. And then he replaced it, leaving her again deaf to what was happening to her.
Karla quickly stopped moving but her heart kept racing a mile a minute, wondering now if this was such a good idea, what she had gotten herself into. Then she felt his hands, running up and down her thighs, slowly lifting the hem of her sun dress so that her wet soaked panties were on display for her captor. He pulled on the rope again, lifting Karla so she was on her tip toes, her wrists straining in her wrist binds. Then she felt something cold, metal and she gasped when she realized he had a knife, and he slowly, deliberately teasing her, cut away her thin expensive sexy panties. Oh my god, what have I done was all that ran through her pretty head and she collapsed, leaving herself hanging.
Mark stood up and ****** Karla’s sexy pouty lips open and shoved the cum stained material in her open mouth and then taped over it, leaving her now totally defenceless to whatever he had planned for her.
Karla could not see him, nor hear him, but she could feel his presence as he circled his willing prey and it only made her more nervous. Yet it excited her more than ever before In her life, the creamy wetness of her cunt literally cascading down her luscious legs leaving her high heels wet and a small puddle on the ground.
“Can this really be happening” she thought to herself, a wife, mother and teacher actually be giving herself to a man she only knew through Scouts, a man that had been to war, most likely to have killed people she wondered?
She was brought back to reality when he roughly grabbed her large breasts, squeezing them, kneading them viciously. Her nipples being stretch, twisted so that the burning pain made her think he was trying to rip them through the thin material of her dress. Once he was satisfied her large aureoles were aching. He shifted his hands down over her hips and one large hand slid under her dress spreading her cunt lips as if a piece of meat, not caring about her pleasure, just taking what was his. His other hand went around back and a huge finger mad its way down between her plump ass crack, pMarking and prodding until he found her tight wrinkled rosebud.
Karla thrust her hips forward, then backwards, needing to feel something in at least one of her wanting lusting holes but he pulled them away, teasing her, repeating this time after time, turning her into his wanton and physically begging slut.
After what seemed like an hour to her , he tired of that game and walked away from her, leaving her writhing as she hung, wanting so badly to be filled, yet left suspended craving. Without warning her dressed was ripped from her. The tearing of the material from her shoulders, digging into her flesh, being pulled downwards leaving her large tits bouncing as it was forcefully pulled over them to the ground. Karla felt tears welling up under her blindfold, but in her state of mind she was not sure if it was from being scared or more turned on than she had ever been before! The cool night air on her inflamed hard nipples only increased her desire to be taken in any manner now by this hard rough man that possessed her.
Karla felt him move in behind her and she could tell he was now naked, his hard thick long cock swaying and rubbing against her ass cheeks. Unbeknown to Karla Mark had put a lot of spit on his fingers and without warning he plunged two into her tight anus, causing Karla to Lurch forward. Mark had warned her through previous texts she was to try and remain still and he knew she needed to be taught a lesson. Grabbing a branch he began to whip her ass, leaving it welted by the oak switch.
Once he was satisfied she would not make that mistake again, he moved in behind her again and this time grabbing a handful of hair to steady her he pushed his throbbing manhood between her now thick and red swollen open cunt lips and pushed all the way in to the end and fucked her hard, slamming her in mid-air, causing her to lunge forward and being pulled back by her strawberry blond mane. Karla moaned through her soaked panty gag and came violently against this man that was sexually but oh so decadently debasing her. Her mind went into overload with a pleasure she had never experienced before. Cum squirting out past his cock as he rammed her time after time. Karla lost count of the number of times she came hanging there and when he finally pulled out she felt an empty void, a vacuum that need to be filled again, her hips twisting, pushing trying to find his cock to fill her again, but to no avail.
As she struggled to get him back in her only available sense kicked in, the smell of a cigar, and she knew the bastard was smoking, and probably smirking at his helpless wanton slutwife hanging there for his pleasure.
It was time for defiant Karla to come out, pissed and wanting to scratch his eyes out for not finishing what he started. She thrashed around on her tip toes, trying to kick him, yet not knowing where he was in her disoriented state.
Mark stood off to the side chuckling, and finally deciding to teach her a lesson about who her new boss was, and what her place in the relationship was going to be. He walked up beside her and grabbed a tit, squeezing it so her nipple protruded to a length she never knew it could and he held the lit cigar less than an inch from it. Karla, feeling the heat, realized it quickly and her resistance came to an abrupt halt and Mark placed the cigar back in his mouth and took up his position behind her once again, this time never letting go of her large fleshy orb.
All of a sudden Karla felt her ass being pried open and the huge head of his cock monster against her tight asshole and she tensed up. With a hard slap on her fleshy ass, she pushed back and his other hand grabbed her hair and he plunged forward, only the remaining spit from his fingers earlier and her cum on his cock for lube. Karla screamed silently and with futility through the gag.
Ron plundered her tight ass, stretching it like never before and Karla lost it, with her tits being mangled and her tight bottom hole being violently *****, her head went into another dimension, her cunt spasming wet cunt juice flowing out of her.
Karla was not sure how long her anal assault lasted or how many times she came, but when she regained some resemblance of consciousness, she was on the ground half kneeling, half sprawled out, her legs tucked under her sideways.
As she tried to rise she became aware her hands were now tied behind her and the gag and ear plugs removed.
Karla went to speak and felt the sting of a hand across her face, “You were told in the beginning, no talking!” he sternly told her in a voice that left little question of who was in charge.
Karla was lifted to her knees in a kneeling position and her head pulled back. “Be a good girl now, do not resist and soon you can go home to your family, understood?”
Karla nodded in silent assent, and before she knew it there was a cock in her mouth, fucking her, gagging her. She was being face fucked for the first time in her life. She had always loved sucking cock, one of her specialties, but here she was not sucking, not in charge, just being used, and she was in heaven. Then she felt hands at her cunt, fingers prodding her cum filled ass and more on her tits and then she realized that there was more than just Mark there and try as she might to pull away, they held her in place. She was living her fantasy of being gang banged but not the way she had dreamt it would be.
Her body gave her away, her pussy creaming her tits reacting and her ass clenching, and finally she realized it. Yes she was a slutty submissive, needing this more than anything!
Her excitement rose as she felt the obvious twitching of the cock in her mouth and just as she anticipated the hot creamy spunk being shot down her throat whomever it was pulled out and the hot seed exploded across her face, and within seconds another cock replaced it, forcing its way right to the back, ticking her tonsils, and cock after cock did the same, always pulling out, cumming on her flushed face, and eventually she lost count and never knew how many men used her that night.
Finally pushed over onto a waiting cock, her cunt slid down it, hands still restrained behind her and she felt another cock in her now not so tight ass. They rode her hard not caring if she came, hell she was not even sure if she did, and then she felt it, both cocks filling her with their creamy cum. When the cock in her ass was removed, Karla rolled off to the side and collapsed exhausted.
Karla laid there and while recuperating, she heard the men dressing and leaving, and she wondered how she was going to untie herself and get dressed.
Once it was quiet she went to roll over and stand. She felt Mark behind her and felt him lifting her up from around her waist holding on to her big well used and cum stained tits.
He whispered “I will untie you, but do not remove your blindfold for about 5 minutes. There are pictures on the ground of your night and if you disobey me, I will send them to your husband” “And trust me we have more pictures, just in case you are thinking of destroying them.”
Karla waited for what seemed like half an hour and removed the blindfold, the pictures strewn around on the ground. She looked around and there were no clothes to be found.
Startled and scared she gathered up the pictures and stumbled back up the trail to her car and in stunned disbelief and shock drove home. Just as she pulled into the drive her cell phone had a text from Mark “Good girl, we expect you here next week same time, and maybe this time a few of the other moms will join you!”
Karla sneaked in the back door and went into the bathroom, her face and tits still covered in cum, her cunt and ass leaking white spunk from them.
She looked in the mirror and her cunt started to want again and retrieving her vibrator she began to coax her throbbing to another orgasm.
Before she could climax, a knock on the door and it was Tim asking her if she was alright. Karla wiped off the cum from her face and breasts and then she yelled through the door she was okay and would be right out to bed.
Glad the lights were out, she crawled in beside Tim and went to roll over but Tim, wide awake, seemed to have a hard on and want sex. Christ she thought, nothing for weeks and now!
Tim whispered how sexy she smelled and crawled downwards, his tongue lapping at her swollen raw lips, and he moaned something about her cunt never tasting so good, and she realized she had not wiped it clean yet. With a smile Karla held his head in pace and rode him until he cleaned her completely out, cumming so hard she had to have expelled every drop of cum from her glorious well fucked twat! Once she came Tim rolled her over and fucked her ass, which just happens to be his favorite hole and he came within seconds. “I love you baby” as he rolled over and began to snore almost instantly.
Karla laid there unable to sleep, her mind trying to get a grasp on what all had just transpired. Getting out of bed, she went to her computer in the den and logged in her email.
“Brad, my Master and lover, you are right. I am born to serve as a submissive” And then she hit send, turned it off and went back to bed.
