1. The Choice


    Date: 10/17/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: MaxwellSpanx2015, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    But work is work. “It’s now time for the physical.” “No. You can fuck right off.” The disrespect alarmed me. “Don’t tell me to fuck off. You’re mine, don’t forget that.” “Sorry.” “You need to prove you can do this. I can’t have you embarrass me.” I noticed a uncomfortable looking Toby on the other side of the window. I’m not worried about him. After all there was a reason why I had left the office blinds open. A few weeks ago we all had a right laugh when security found a shit load of cuckold porn on his phone. So today the three of us have a vested interest in the next hour being a success. Deena looked like a worried virgin who was about to be busted. She lifted her doe eyes, and glanced at me. “Can I have another whisky?” “Sure.” “In fact, make it a double.” I felt like being generous. “There are cigars in my draw for afters, if you want.” “No thanks, I seem to have enough dirty habits at the moment.” Deena was damn right. Deena’s Story There was a brief period just after I found out about Toby’s cuckold fantasy when I used to whisper stories to him while we made love. They usually consisted of me getting fucked by a black man. Never once did I mention an Albanian porn baron. None of these stories ever tuned me on. While I endured this nightmare, I suppose Toby’s dream has come true. In an effort to ignore the degrading situation, I emptied the double whisky in one. The strong taste burned my throat and sent a shiver through my bones. My mind raced. But when Mickael ...
    stepped in front of me with rubbing cock through his slacks, I offered him the best whorish smile I could muster. The couch leather stuck to my bare skin. I sat with my legs crossed, hiding my naked pussy. Slightly bent at the waist, I hid my tits with my crossed arms. A bit daft I suppose as Mickael had documented everything with his bloody camera. My stomach churned and my heart leapt into my mouth as Mickael undressed. Naked he stepped up to me while holding his cock close to my face. I nervously muttered, “You want me to give you a blow job?” “Suck it.” Despite portraying a smile, I felt like giving the cheeky bastard a slap. I held Mickael’s cock in my hand and pulled his foreskin back, watching as his purple cockhead emerge from his rolls of skin. As I leaned forward, the smell of piss polluted my nose. I gave it a brief lick before recoiling back in horror. The taste was bitter and made me wretch. Feeling embarrassed I glanced up and saw the disappointment on Mickael’s face. “Sorry.” “You have to get rid of those nerves, Deena.” “I have only been with one man... Sorry.” “You won’t be saying that any longer.” Mickael stroked his fingers through my hair while he continued to talk softly. “Nervous girls don’t make good money. You have to find that inner whore. Every girl has one.” I sighed as I knew the quickest way of getting out of here was just to succumb to his wishes and demands. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw Toby peaking through the half closed blinds. He was wearing ...
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