1. The Bellboy Gets It


    Date: 9/26/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Coercion, Female Domination, Job/Place-of-work, Older Female / Males, Oral Sex, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 25, Source: sexstories.com

    over to the mirror on the far wall to look at her ass. ‘Shit! Shit! Shit!’ She steps back to where I still am on my knees and thrusts her ass into my face again. The sour smell of diarrhea is unmistakable. ‘Look what you made me do, you bastard. See that?’ She grabs my head and pushes my face back into the brown spot on her ass. ‘Oh my, this is so embarrassing. Look at it! Are you proud of what you’ve done?’ She pulls me up by my hair and now her hooked nose is poking mine. Her piercing eyes drive holes into my brain. ‘None of this would have happened if you hadn’t sniffed my underwear.’ She’s breathing straight into my mouth. She has bad breath. I think I preferred the farts. ‘You’ll pay for this, bastard! This is all your fault.’ She grabs me by the hair and drags me into the bathroom. I stumble behind her, too stunned to resist. When she gets to the toilet bowl, she lets go of my hair. ‘Well? What are you waiting for?’ I have absolutely no clue of what she wants from me. I’m frozen with panic. ‘What kind of a personal assistant are you? Must I tell you everything? Get me out of this mess.’ It is not until she gathers her blouse upward, exposing the white flesh of her round belly, that I catch her drift. I hesitate, but dare not refuse. Who knows what she’ll do. I have always been terrified of women in rage. So I get down on my knees before her. She puts a hand on my shoulder for support while I help her out of her soiled tights. Her legs are big and round, the skin white ...
    and amazingly smooth, although darkening in colour and gradually acquiring the aspect of plucked chicken skin where it turns inwards to where her cunt bulges the crotch of her panties. I am slightly discomforted by the closeness of her private parts, but at the same time I cannot deny a peculiar feeling of anticipation, not unlike a child when unpacking a present under the Christmas tree. A slight tap on my head is my cue to continue. I hook my fingers behind the elastic band of her panties and peel it slowly downwards. A small patch of curly hair emerges, surrounded by short black stubbles. As the rim of her panties lowers even further, the skin turns darker and the hairy patch narrows down to a thin line, while the stubbles gain field. Then, the tip of her cunt cleavage appears. The skin is rough here, it becomes furrowed and shiny, the edge thick and leathery. Further down, the cleavage widens, pushed apart by the fleshy moist folds of her inner cuntlips that seem to be struggling to pop out. Her outer cuntlips are thick and bulging, the skin hard and grooved, the edges uneven as if some cruel butcher had ripped the flesh apart with a metal hook. There are thick dark stubbles of varying length sprouting out everywhere, even along the inside edge. Her cunt is truly an eerie sight. ‘You can stare at my cunt later. Get me out of my panties.’ I pull her panties all the way down, careful not to smear her legs, and help her step out of them. I fold them inwards and am about to ...
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