Alex comes across a tied-up store owner and her girlfriend having kinky fun.
It was an enjoyable walk to the clothing store. The tree lined streets were a sight to take in, but Alex thought of the scene he just left at S-Mart. How the tables turned so quickly.
At the door of Rosie’s Boutique, he saw a sign on the door - out for lunch. He still tried the handle and found it was still open. Turning it, he let himself in. He just find a seat or something as he waited.
What he didn’t expect was the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. A loud rhythmic slapping. Inching closer to the back, to the sound he went. He was drawn to it. Still horny from the grocery store, his body urged him forward.
He peeked around the corner to see two chicks going at it. The first was tied up, wrists and ankles cuffed to the frame of the dressing room. Her body wrapped in a red leather harness, just covering enough to enhance the woman’s curves. Her long blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, partly held in place by the red blindfold. Her moans loud as the other woman worked her over from behind.
The dark haired goth babe was driving her hips into the tied blonde. Her red strap fucking the blonde’s needy hole. Her pixie hair bobbed as she thrusted in and out. Heavy dark makeup on her face. She was dressed in a black leather bra and panties. Fishnet stockings going just above the knees with them disappearing into her calf high black combat boots.
The blonde was on edge and started begging. “Please can I cum, please, please.” Her body started to shake.
“Then cum for me you dirty slut.” As the blonde let loose the goth chick quickened her pace. Fucking her harder and harder. Alex watched as the goth chick rode her own orgasm. She backed away from the blonde, pulling the red strap free. “Fuck Rosie, you are one hot piece of ass.” She backed into the work bench. “You have anything to eat in here?”
The blonde regaining some composure responded,” No I don’t.”
“Well that is a shame,” the goth chick said. Pushing off the workstation she stepped back to the blonde, Rosie. “I guess I will have to go out and get something.” The goth chick reached for the long black jacket hanging over the back of the chair.
“You going to untie me,” Rosie asked with a bit of worry in her voice.
“Fuck no bitch. I’m not done with you. I will be back in twenty minutes or so. You just hang in there.” She started laughing at her own joke.
Alex moved back into the showroom and hid behind a rack of clothes. The goth chick was in a headspace that she was not thinking straight. Only thinking of food and sex. That is not a bad place to be, thought Alex. The front door opened, the ring of the bells dangling from the room letting them know she was gone. Alex watched as the goth chick locked the door behind her. Silly chick forgot to do that earlier.
Waiting a moment, then he came out from his hiding space. Walking slowly to the back. What should he do with her all tied up like this he thought. Then the squeak in the room gave him away.
“Who’s there,” Rosie called out. “Is that you Angela?” Her voice close to a panic. “Please tell me you are playing with me.” Her body started to shake, pulling at her bounds. “Who the fuck are you,” she screamed.
Alex just slowly walked up to her. Letting her panic build. Still not sure what he was going to do. His hand reached out to her porcelain pale skin. A gentle touch of his fingertips along her side made her jump. Her body pulled away from the touch.
“Let me go,” she pleaded. His eyes drank up her sexy body. Wanting to ravage her, here and now. His fingers reached out again. “Get off me you sicko. Leave me alone,” her words building in anger.
He leaned into her. Smelling the last bits of her perfume mixed with her own hormones after sex. It was intoxicating. He let out a breath onto her skin. Raising his hand, he gently touched her cheek with the back of his fingers. She pulled away. Her head moved back further away from him.
Angry she spit at where she thought Alex was but he moved to her side. “That was not lady like.” Her head turned to the sound of his voice. “But what kind of lady would let herself be tied up in the back of her own store and fucked hard by a goth chick with a strap?”
“Fuck you,” Rosie spit out. When Alex’s hand wrapped around her neck, Rosie's body tensed. She missed a breath. Knowing he was back in front of her she looked up at him. He free hand pinched at her erect nipples.
“It seems your mind and your body are a bit confused. Sending off mixed signals. Do you really want me to leave or do you want me to have my way with you? I know just a few minutes ago you were all worked up.” His hand teasing her nipples moved lower. Finding itself between her legs. “See I know you are all wet and ready.”
“Oh fuck,” she moaned as Alex’s fingers pressed on her mound. “That feels so damn good.”
He let go of her neck and moved to her side, fingers still playing. His free hand grasping onto the metal frame of the changing booth. He leaned into her. “So Rosie, what will it be?”
The question hung in the air for some tense moments. Her mind was trying to fight against the pleasure his fingers were bringing to her body. It was like he was a master cello player and she was his instrument. She started breathing quicker as she heard her own moan escape her lips.
“Let me be your slut,” she finally moaned. “Please use me.” His fingers pulled back from her wetness and then he slapped her mound. Three slaps each a bit harder. Each slap sent a jolt through her.
His hand tranced her body back to her neck. Loosely grabbing it he asked,” What should I do with you?”
Rosie tilted her head to his words. “Whatever you want to do with me.”
“Very good answer, slut.” His hand released her neck and moved down to each nipple. Giving them each a quick hard pinch before he was back down to her cunt. Slap after slap, making Rosie gasp with each blow.
His slaps moved from her pussy to the inside of her right leg and then left. Traveling up to her tummy and then to her tits. Besides the slap each got another pinch. Her arms were not spared. Each blow made her jump since she didn’t know when or where they were going.
His hand around her neck again. He leaned in, inches from her face. Lips so close. “You are so damn pretty,” he said softly. Her head moved forward. Finding his lips, she kissed him. It was only for a second but the passion was intense.
He pulled back from their kiss. “Your lips are such a sin, slut. Trying to draw me in. I know your games.” His hand tightened just a bit. “Trying to get you way from the bottom. Don’t worry, you will have an orgasm after orgasm only after I finish my fun with you.” His hand dropped back to her pussy and slid his finger in her wet hole. She moaned as her body reacted to the simulation.
“Oh fuck, yes! That feels so good,” she moaned as her hips wiggled.
“Seeing you are one needy slut, what if I opened the store with you tied up like this. Let your customers come into the shop and take advantage of you as you are all bound.” She didn’t have to answer as her moan and body gave her away. “You dirty fucking whore. That is one of your fantasies, huh?” His fingers quickness the pace.
She tried to regain herself but it was too late. The cat was out of the bag. She still tried. “No not at all,” she said lowly.
His hand pulled out of her box and moved in a flash. Slapping her across the face. “Don’t lie to me.” Another slap and another.
Her lip licked her lips after the third one. Then she admitted it. “Yes, I want to be nothing more than a cheap whore to be used by anyone.” Her head drooped, but the grin. “Please, please,” she begged.
His hand moved back to the slapping. No body part was safe. Tits, arms, tummy, legs all wacked over and over. Her body jumped at each. But it was the pussy slaps that really got to her body. Sending jolt after jolt throughout her system.
Then his fingers slid back into her. She moaned so loud. “You just dream of being fucked by all the dicks that come through that door, don’t you?”
“Oh yes I do.”
“Hoping one would force you back here and have its way with you.”
“It gets me so wet thinking of that sir.”
“Not sir. Call me Mr. A.” He said without any thought. “You're just a needy slut. Only thinking of your own pleasure. Your own orgasm. Dreaming of using those cocks cause you are a greedy bitch. Nothing more.”
“Yes yes I’m a greedy bitch, Mr. A,” she sputtered out between heavy breaths. “Can this greedy bitch orgasm for you?”
Just then the lock opened and the bells at the front door jiggled. “You may cum,” he whispered as Angela called out that she was back. Rosie couldn’t stop the ball that was in motion. Too late to stem the flood of pleasure washing over her body. She couldn’t hold back and a scream of pleasure came out as her body gave into it.
At that moment, Alex hid in the booth across from the tied up Rosie. Wondering what to do next with Angela going to be back here in seconds. Especially the way Rosie was carrying on. On the bench he noticed a bunch of scarves and a play popped into his head.
“What the hell is going on here,” Angela called out. She put the bag of food down and stepped up to the woman moaning in pleasure. “How did you get yourself off like that,” she questioned the tied Rosie.
“Not… me…,” she panted. “Him.”
“Who,” Angela started but her mouth was cut off from her rest of her question by the scarf. It dug back to her cheeks. With a quick tie it was loosely in place. Her mind in shock, it took a second to react. Her hands moved to grab at the gag in her mouth. As she did, Alex’s hand grabbed at her wrist and spun her around. As he did, he removed the jacket from her and tied a scarf to her wrist. When she finally regained her control it was too late, both wrists were now tied behind her back.
“What the fuck,” she screamed into the made to gag.
Rosie orgasm released her. “You left me tied up in here with him,” she yelled at Angela. “He did things to me,” she continued in a low voice.
“Shut up slut. You agreed that this is one of your fantasies. To be tied up and used by a stranger. “Did you know that Angela?”
The goth woman stared daggers at him but shook her head no. At that moment she tried to wiggle free but Alex was too strong and had all the leverage. “Oh, stop that, Angela.” She didn’t so Alex pulled her backwards into the booth. As he sat he moved the dark beauty in front of him and pulled down her shorts. Finding nothing on under them he said, "You seem to be cut front the same cloth as her.”
He pulled her down, over his lap. “Now let’s train you a bit as I tell you about your friend here.” Before he started describing her his hand came done on her now bare ass. Ten quick slaps. Each one making her jump and scream into her gag. His hand rubs the hot skin. “Did you know about her fantasy?” Five more quick slaps on each cheek. Back to rubbing. “Know that she dreams of someone coming in and forcing her to perform for them. To make her into a needy slut.” The next bunch of slaps were slower. Going from cheek to cheek. Wack…wack…wack. “So when you were fucking her with your strap early, was it you or her fantasy she was thinking of?”
“It was you Angela,” Rosie called out. “All you.” The gagged woman tried to respond but again the words died in her gag.
“That you will have to prove to her Rosie,” Alex responded. Then went back to slapping the goth chick's ass. Her pale skin has turned a nice shade of pink. “You see Angela, I believe this one is nothing but a greedy needy whore. Wanting to feel that ecstasy run throughout her body. That she will do anything and anyone to get it.”
“Yes, yes I’m a needy dirty whore. Please use me, just let her be,” Rosie begged. “Please please, I do anything. I fuck, I suck anyone you tell me to but please.” The whole time she begged, he beat her friends ass red.
“Oh what a whore you are. Begging for your friend. I think you are begging to have all the pleasure to yourself,” Alex said as his hand spread Angela legs open. “You want to take all her enjoyment?”
“No no,” Rosie cried out.
“That is what it seems to me.” Turning his attention down to Angela. He pulled her hanging head up to look at her face. “You have been hearing this. Your friend wants all your pleasure. She wants to save you.” Then with his other hand he started playing with her pussy.
Angela moaned into the gag as he quickly danced along her clit. Watching her mouth move forming the words “holy fuck.”
“So what do you think? Does your friend have your back or is she being greedy?”
“Greedy,” the woman yelled into her gag. It was not clear, but you knew what she screamed. He let go of her head, letting it fall back down.
“Poor Rosie, your friend is onto you. Knowing what a greedy whore you are. You can hear from her moans that she is getting all her own pleasure now. She was a good girl taking her training. Now she gets rewarded.” His fingers penetrated Angela’s wet hole. Her moans getting louder as her body reacted to his touch.
“What’s going on,” Rosie called. “What are you doing to her?” She knew but still wanted to hear about it. Wanting to think it was her pussy being finger banged. Her body was swaying to the pleasure it was imagining.
“You can’t even let your friend get her own pleasure. You need to know all about it. Will that help you get off you greedy whore.”
“Yes,” was her broken response.
“Then we stop,” Alex proclaimed. Pushing Angela off his lap. Having her stand to the side of the booth. She screamed in frustration. “I think she was close. You should see the anger in her face. Fuck if looks could kill.” He said all this as he moved the bench to the edge of the booth. “Just think, you just pussy blocked her.” He tied more scarves to the booth frame. “You made me stop her pleasure cause you a greedy fucking cunt.” Then he moved Angela to lay on the bench. “That you have no control. That you are willing to steal her orgasms from her.” Undoing the scarf holding her arms behind her back, he tied them with the new ones on the frame. “But what if she got all of them and you got none. That you only get to listen to noises she will make.” Then he pulled her legs back and tied her ankles to her wrists. “And you're all frustrated. Unable to get off. Only able to hear the sounds and smell the sex in the air.” His fingers then went into her exposed hole. “That you will be so fucking needy. Begging to be touched, but you get nothing.”
Just then the door opened. I looked over at Rosie and then down to Angela. A cute young voice called out. “Rosie, are you here? I know I’m early. Can I clock in?”
“No not her,” Rosie mouthed to me. Ok let me get rid of her then. I move around the display to cut off the young girl.
Upon seeing me she jumped. “Who the fuck are you,” she barked? Looking at her I would guess her bark is worse than her bite.
She was barely over five feet and maybe hundred pounds if she was soaking wet. Her brown hair poked out from the grey beanie she wore. She had a pair of black rimmed glasses on. A black zip up hoodie with a pink plaid school girls skirt and pair of white Nike’s on her feet. Damn she was cute. Cute and sexy all in one package.
“Sorry Rosie is tied up right now. She said to take the day off and she will pay you time and half.”
“That is bullshit,” the little spit fire barked again. She moved to push past me to get to the back. I stepped in her way. “Get the fuck out of my way.” She pushed at me but not moving me an inch.
“I’m telling you that you don’t want to see what is going on back there,” I delivered in a calm voice.
“Really douche bag. She is my boss and I want to see her.” She stopped and looked up at me. Quiet in the space. The only sound was coming from her headphones. Was that the Arctic Monkeys, hmmm. We stared at one another.
Finally I broke down. “Sure, go see her but just know if you do you will end up with the same problems.” Alex stepped aside and the girl rushed past him. He turned to follow. As he did, he pulled the leather belt from around his waist.
“What the fuck,” the girl screamed out. “Let me get you down from there and then I’m calling the cops,” she said the last part looking over her shoulder at me.
“Leave Abelle. This has nothing to do with you,” Rosie pleaded.
“Fuck that. This sicko is not getting away with this.”
Just then Alex lassoes the belt around little Abelle's neck. “You see, you little foul mouth bitch, your boss is the sicko. I came in to find her tied up like this and Ms. Goth Princess there,” he pointed down,” banging the shit out of her from behind.” He pulled her along with the belt and tossed it over the crossbar between the booths. “Now you will just have to join in with their fun.”
“Fuck you,” she yelled. “Let me go. I will not be part of your fucking weird ass games.” Alex pulled on the end of the belt, and she had to straighten up, even get on her tippy toes.
“Too late for you Abella. You are part of this now.” Alex unzipped the hoodie with his free hand and removed it. The same for the button up top and then bra. She kicked and carried on but Alex would just pull the belt tighter, hanging her, cutting off her air. She would gasp for air each time he let her down and then start again.
Having enough of the Abella show, Alex tied the belt off so if she moved from her highest point on the tippy toes she would hang herself. “Fuck you are a handful.” Abella, now naked, stuck her tongue out at him. “You know what, I have one that can’t see, one that can’t speak. You are not going to be able to hear.”
He fumbled in her jacket until he pulled up her phone. The screen was locked so he held it up to her face. Once in, he opened up the Safari app and typed in Pornhub. Picking a long rough hardcore video, he hit play and then turned up the volume. Perfect he thought.
The whole time Rosie was asking what was going on. Begging for him to leave her alone. She would do anything, anything. But we already know that.
“Now look at you three, “Alex said as he played with Abella’s small perking breasts. His fingers cupped them as his thumb rolled over the piercing. “So much fun to have. I feel like goldilocks, which one will be my perfect fit.” With that he turned away from the petite girl.
“Please Mr. A, please we will do anything,” Rosie begged.
He stopped in front of her. Hand grabbing her by the throat. “We already came up with that conclusion. We know that you are a selfish needy whore. Angela over there seems to be a painslut. I think she gets off on giving and taking pain.” Looking over at the tied-up goth girl. Letting go of Rosie’s throat, he stepped away. “I would bet that she goes around with a bunch of toys in her bag. “Little Abella,” he continued as he walked to Angela's bag. “For all the nasty filthy shit that came from her mouth I bet she is a brat with daddy issues.”
At the bag he pulled it open. “Look what we have here. Angela, you came with a full toy chest huh? These will do nicely.” Walking back to the three tied up chicks. He stopped at the laying form of Angela. “What a naughty slut you are,” he said as he pulled the bra off her tits. With a bit of teasing, he made her nipples erect. The set of clamps attached. She half moaned and half winced at the pain. Alex had hit nailed her needs dead on.
“What’s happening,” Rosie called out.
“Me next please,” Abella begged loudly. “Please, me next.” Alex turned to see the need in the smaller girl.
“What are you asking for Abella,” Rosie called out.
“Silly girl. She can’t hear you. The only thing she can hear is the moans of the Pornhub video I have blasting in her headphones.” Alex moved to the cute little girl. She struggled to stay on her tippy toes. He came in front of her and teased her nipples. He attached a loop on each of her barbell piercings. The chain dangled loosely at first. Alex pulled at it, making her nipples and small tits come along.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” she moaned loudly. Please tease this slut, Daddy. Please oh please.”
“Look at that. I was right again. Three of three.” He let the chain go. Falling and hanging loose again. He moved his hand between her legs. “Oh fuck, this one is wetter then Angela. I like to see this one's inner slut come out.” She was moaning and begging as he played with her. “Damn, you talk a lot.” He lifted the chain up to her mouth. She opened, letting him place the chain along her tongue. Not having to say a word she closed it. He smiled down at her as he panted the top of her head.
He turned to Rosie. “Your turn my sweet Rosie.”
The two steps only took a moment, but it seemed like a lifetime to her. What was he doing? Why did she say she do anything? Well, cause she is a whore. Any little push and she would go along with it if at the end she could find the treasure.
His hand rubbed on her left tut. It felt so wonderful at first. His rough thumb going back and forth on it. She could feel the arousal building. That stopped as she felt the clamp tighten on it. That was not the worst part. The feeling of the weight pulling down on her.
“You see Rosie, I left the most fun nipple clamps for you,” she explained as he worked on the right one. “Angela there has a simple clamp. Abelle there has a chain looped from nipple to nipple. You get the fun ones. The ones with little weights on the end. You get a double fun time. The clamping and the pulling. Ain’t gravity, a bitch.”
She opened her mouth to say something, but Alex was there ready. Inserting the toy. “Suck on that, slut. Let’s get it nice and wet.” Rosie licked and sucked hard into the thick plastic tasting toy. Trying to cover it with as much salvia as she could. “Enough,” Alex commanded. Pulling the item free and walking behind her. Opening Rosie’s ass cheeks, he pushed the toy to the rim. “You see, as I fuck the other two, I want you to get all kinds of frustrated.” A push and the plug opened the rim of her ass. She yelled in pain as the large plug found its home. “Relax slut. Just relax. I bet you have taken bigger.”
He walked away from her. “I want you to hear the pleasure I’m going to give these two. All the pleasure as you are there tied, blindfolded, plugged and clamped. No release in sight.” He stopped and giggled. “You see what I did there.”
“Please don’t Mr. A. Please don’t tease this needy whore that much.”
“Don’t worry. You will still be part of the fun,” he continued as he pulled a small flogger free of Angela’s bag. “And we are about to have so much more.” Alex moved back and forth between the three tied ladies. Letting them feel the bite of the leather on their skin. It could be one smack here and ten for the next. Some like drag if the tails across a body, for another a hard wack. One may get to feel the sting on the calf while the other felt it on her pussy. The dance went on and on. Alex was spinning and twirling giving blow after blow and then he stopped.
“Oh boy that was fun.” Each of the women was covered in red marks. Some a dull pink as others had a deep bruise starting. “Now I’m going to fuck you,” he said as he stood into front of Abella. Her big doe-like eyes looked up at him, not understanding a word he said.
“No,” yelled Rosie. “Have you done enough to her?”
“Rosie, don’t make me gag you,” he said as he turned to her. A quick step and his hand was around her throat once again. “This is getting old. You and I both know that she is almost as big a whore as you are. So shut up and let me have my fun.” Rosie's body trembles in fear. “Now let me get back to work. I have another stop after this.”
Alex walked back to Angela’s bag and pulled out a wand. “With my next magic trick I’m going to make you feel oh so good.” He stepped in front of Angela and using another scarf he tied the wand to her leg. Placing the head along her pussy he turned the power on.
Her body reacted instantaneously. Her back arched as the vibrating head started sending pleasure into her body. Quickly her breathing became rapid and moaning started. “Good, I think you will have a good time there. You can cum but try not to.” Turning to Abella, “now let’s have some fun.”
Alex picked up Abella’s phone and started taking photos of the three women. He was standing over Angela when a message popped up. What are you doing hot stuff?
“Rosie, who is Hot Guy on Abella’s phone?” Turning to the tied up blonde.
“His name is Tim. She met him at the club a few weeks back. Why do you ask,” Rosie asked back in a curious voice?
“Oh just cause he texted her. Do they fuck? Does she want them too?” His mischievous smile grew.
“Not yet, but I know she wants to.” Then she put it together. “Wait, you're not going to?”
“Don’t worry, I tell him to bring friends.” Just tied up with my boss, Alex typed back.
“Fuck,” Rosie exclaimed. Partly because it worked her up and partly because of the ramifications. “You really going to do it, huh?”
That is too bad. Would have liked to meet up with you, the Hot Guy texted back. Alex went over to Abella and undid the belt around Abella’s neck. She stumbled as she gasped for her first full breath in a while. Alex caught her in his arms, lowering her to her knees. Then he unzipped his zipper on his pants and pulled out his cock.
Abella’s eyes grew wide as she saw his manhood. “Holy fuck,” she exclaimed. “That is one big cock. Can I suck it, she asked looking up at him with the chain still in her mouth.
“Yes, you may,” Alex answered as he pulled the chain from her mouth, letting it dangle from her tits.
Abella didn’t waste any time as her sexy young mouth wrapped around his sausage. Bobbing her head back and forth. Her warm mouth getting filled.
I think my boss would mind if you stop by. Maybe bring a few friends, Alex typed back. “Damn girl, you know your way around a cock.” He placed his hand on the top of her head and helped guide her to the speed he wanted.
The ping of her phone pulled him back. Alex read the message, Why would I bring some friends?
“Abella do you want to fuck this Tim guy? How about some of his friends too,” he questioned knowing she couldn’t hear him. He texted back, we are playing a game of speak no sin, see no sin, hear no sin.
Angela moans changed as she started to say something into her gag. “What are you doing,” asked Rosie?
What the fuck is that Tim messaged back.
Alex shared a photo of Rosie first See no sin. Then a photo of Angela Speak no sin and finally one of Abella Hear no sin. “No late ladies. The cat is out of the bag.”
He pulled his cock free and lifted Abella to her feet. I tossed the phone to the side as he picked the petite girl off her feet. Her body pinned against the wall as he lifted higher and higher. Until her pussy was eye level. She wrapped her legs over his shoulders as his tongue teased her sweet pussy juices. As it danced along her clit she moaned. He could tell she didn’t have long before he would coax an orgasm from her tiny frame and he was not wrong.
Her orgasm hit and hit hard. Her legs wrapped around his head. Tightening with each second. His tongue licked up her juices greedily. She was panting but he was not done with her. He lowered her but still having her pinned to the wall, he entered her throbbing pussy.
The phone ping again and then again, but the sound was distant to the slapping of skin on skin. Even Rosie and her babbling was so far away. All he knew at the moment was his dick ramming this sexy young thing and she was begging for more. Neither was going to last long. She was the first to let loose. Her second orgasm, not as strong, took everything from her. She didn’t even complain when he shot his load deep inside her aching cunt.
He held her there for a few seconds longer and then lowered her down. He placed her on the ground. Her body moved as she was having an outer body experience.
The phone ping again. Alex went over and picked it up. A bunch of messages from Tim. About how hot they all are. That he would love to stop by and some more vulgar ones.
Alex started to stroke his dick back to live as her texted back Tim. What would you do to me?
Placing the phone down he stepped over to the worked-up Angela. “Did you cum?” The glassy-eyed woman nodded yes. “How many times?” She mumbled into her gag three. “You're greedy just like your friend Rosie. No self control.” She bobbed her head yes as she agreed. “Would you like to feel my dick inside of you?” More head nods and mumbling.
Alex untied the wand from Angela’s leg. Not switching it off he stepped over to Abella and placed it on her mound. The young girl purred in pleasure.
“Just think Rosie, your sexy young friend was just filled with my cream and your goth bitch is about to get some for herself. You, just standing there, only able to hear the moans and smell the sex. What a shame.”
“I hate you,” she said so low. But the words still made it to his ears. He smiled and turned to Angela. No foreplay. None was needed with this whore cumming three times already. She was a mess, but all her juices made it easy to dive right in. He bent at the knees and pushed his newly hard cock into the tight pussy.
Alex pumped away furiously. In and out he plunged is cock into her open wet pussy. Faster and faster, deeper into pleasure. Wanting to feel that ecstasy. She moaned as they raced to their orgasms. Her back arched at the start of hers. Her head turned to the side as eyes rolled. Then the dams broke. Her body started shaking as the pleasure fired into every nerve.
As hers hit, Alex could feel the buildup in his manhood. Each thrust brings his cock closer. The feeling along the sensitive underside of his cock. He growled and grunted and let loose into her pussy. “Fuck,” he cried out as he let very drop coat her inside. “Got damn you have one wonderful pussy,” he muttered as he pulled out of her.
The phone was buzzing now. Alex picked it up to see all the worked-up messages from Tim. A few missed calls too. He texted back Come to Rosie’s Boutique, bring some friends. Smiling that he just put a gangbang in motion.
He pulled Abella off her back and untied her arms. Placing her kneeling face first over Angela’s wet pussy, he tied her wrists to the base of the bench. He pushed the young girls face down and she took the hint quickly. Her tongue licking the cream out of Angela’s still throbbing pussy.
Alex moved over to Rosie and removed the clamps. She let out a sigh of relief as the blood started to pump there again. Undoing her legs he asked,” I’m here to pick up a package for Mrs. Tomas. Do you have it ready?”
He stood and undid her wrist. “Wait,” she said confused. “Mrs. Tomas sent you but …”. She trailed off.
“But how did she know? She didn’t. I was just in the right place at the right time.” He pushed her to her knees and then flipped her onto her back. “Move up,” he ordered. Rosie squirmed up on her back. Once under Abella, he pushed her ass drop. Soon Rosie was greedy, licking her employee’s pussy.
Not done, Alex tied Rosie’s wrists to Abella’s legs and then placed the wand on Rosie’s exposed honey pot. He took a few more pictures and sent them to Tim, Hurry, was all he wrote.
“This was hot as hell ladies. Too bad you will not remember me.” He walked behind the counter and found Mrs. Tomas bag. Grabbing the small bag from the S-Mart, he placed it in the larger bag. “Thanks for the fun,” he called out as he opened the front door.
He crossed the street and waited. Knowing I’m and his friends should be by shortly. What happened next he didn’t expect. A fake looking blonde bimbo walked down the street talking on the phone. She didn’t even look at the closed sign as she turned the door knob. Her hips swayed in her pink mini skirt as her matching heels stepped into the store. “Oh boy,” Alex muttered.
Seconds later a group of five young men came running down the street. The first one to the door was Tim. He turned the handle and motioned for his crew to get inside. He looked around and then closed the door. I could see him lock it and head deeper inside. Alex turned and head to finish the errands for Mrs. Tomas.
Alex stopped to grab a sandwich at the deli on the corner. He ate on the bench outside watching the boutique to see if he could see any action, but it looked just like any closed store on the street. What was interesting was that the blonde didn’t come out.