1. Lara's Larceny


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: Lupus, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    this cock. I thought about denying her, just to see her reaction. Oh, it was tempting. I’m glad I didn’t, though. I’m glad I exposed those fantastic tits and fed myself into her throat. She knelt there fingering herself through the tears. That mouth is truly majestic, isn’t it, Darren?” I’m struck dumb. I should just hang up – finish the call and end the torture. I can’t. I just listen, in body-wracking fear and anger. Fairbanks’ tut is patronising. “Don’t wanna play, Darren? I had hoped we could both agree that your wife is a gorgeous, filthy cock lover. She’s truly despicable, I love it. This whole time we’ve been talking, she’s had two fingers buried inside her cunt, moaning on my shaft like a complete whore. I suppose that’s what she is now, isn’t she, Darren? Your wife is my whore. Every night when I’m done with her, I throw a handful of notes across her cum-soaked body and leave her here to clean up and come back to you. Does she give you a kiss, with the lips I take my pleasure from? I own those lips - and your whore wife, Darren. Isn’t that right, Lara?” I’m relieved to hear Lara’s seemingly unwilling mumble. Fairbanks sighs, loudly. She gives a whimpered whine and there’s the unmistakable sound of lips smacking, before a breath of air. “Tell your husband that you’re my filthy whore now, Lara.” There’s quiet in both rooms for several seconds. “Come on now, Lara. Say it…!” My voice returns at last, as I feel her unwillingness to obey. “Lara, get away from him! You ...
    don’t need him! I’ll find us a way out of this, okay? Don’t do what he says, just come ba-“ The words tumble desperately, stumbling and quick, before he speaks, cutting me off. “You know you need me, Lara. You need this. Just to prove my point…” I can hear the sounds of movement before the crack of a hand on a table. “That’s £1000, Lara. That’s a nice little bonus for you - if you can tell your husband who you are.” A few seconds of silence are broken by a quiet, mumbled voice. “I’m your whore, Sir.” My eyes close and my heart sinks, pressed under further by his narcissistic cackle. “I said tell your husband, my dear bimbo, not me. Tell Darren, Lara.” I can hear her sobbing and I open my mouth, when I hear her speak. “Darren, I’m Mr. Fairbanks’ whore.” Tears squeeze from my eyes and I silently shake out my anger, hearing the jangling of a belt buckle. “Good girl, Lara. No, no, stop that. No more cock sucking. God. Your bitch is a truly insatiable slut, Darren. Well, she’s my bitch now, I suppose. I don’t know how you managed to keep her this long. She really needs a strong man to keep her, don’t you, Lara?” “Yes, Sir,” I hear her intone. “With a little more enthusiasm, girl…!” “Yes, Sir, I need a strong hand!” “Better. Much better. You see, Darren? A good woman needs good training. Now, which of this filthy whore’s holes should I fuck today, Darren?” I’m incoherent. I can only listen to the sound of his belt heavily hitting the floor. “C’mon, girl, get me out of these clothes. ...
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