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My Magazine > Editors Archive > Exotic Stories > Ties That Bind: Part 2
Ties That Bind: Part 2   by Custom Erotica Source

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With one deep slam, she stuffed the jelly cock into Marie’s tight hole. She banged into her hard, making sure the entire length of the dildo slid up into her.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you? You like to be fucked. I knew it!” Deborah taunted her, frigging her own clit with the hand that held the base of the dildo. Her other hand played with Marie’s hot button.

The dildo made soft, squishing sounds as it plowed into the woman’s sopping wet twat. Deborah looked down at it to see it glistening with the oily sheen of pussy juice. Marie’s clit got bigger and harder and her hands clutched the bedposts. The veins in her neck were pronounced with exertion and excitement.

“Tell me to fuck you,” Deborah commanded, pounding the cock into Marie’s dripping snatch.
“No!” Marie hissed, eyes closed, head turned in denial.

“Tell me!” She slammed her cunt against the woman with angry insistence.

“Uugghh!” Marie exclaimed.

“Tell me, bitch!”

“Fuck my pussy, Deborah. Ram that thing into me hard!”

“Like Brian does?”

“Yes! Oh, yes! Fuck me like Brian does!”

Deborah wiggled and swayed, moving the cock all over Marie’s insides, pulling and stroking at various sensitive spots and muscles. Marie squirmed and did her best to position herself for optimum sensation. Deborah did not stop her fucking, would not stop, until Marie gave over to the moment and let herself scream.

“Come for me, Marie. Let me know how much you like to be fucked.”

“Talk to me some more,” the singer said breathlessly, absorbing the nanny’s thrusts.

“You wanna hear about thick, meaty cocks up your cunt? You should see how much juice you’re putting out. You’re a real slut, aren’t you? Acting like a lady when your pussy is oozing all over the place. I bet you’ve been wanting my face between your legs for months. Did you dream about me eating you out? I love fucking your hot cunt,” she said, pounding her. “Shoot some cream at me, honey.”

Marie began to buck and let out a long, extended moan that started somewhere in her stomach. Deborah kept ramming her with the dildo, grabbing the milky white thighs throughout Marie’s exclamations. Finally, the yelling ceased and Marie lapsed into a dazed, exhausted silence.

Deborah quickly unleashed her harness and flung the contraption off her body, dildo still attached. As Marie breathed heavily, trying to recover, Deborah reached into her uniform and extracted one breast. Bending down and forward, she pushed her fat tit against Marie’s still-spasming cunt lips.

“They call this ‘tit to clit’,” she growled, running her distended nipple over the length of Marie’s slippery snatch. “Do you like it?”

Marie bit her lip and moaned. Deborah ignored the false pride; she knew it was an act. She pushed her nipple into the gushing slit the dildo had recently vacated.

“I guess you’ve never been fucked by a nice, big tit. This is something your husband can’t do for you.” She crammed as much of her meaty mammary into the woman’s crotch as she could, in between sliding it all over her mons area.

She sat upright on her knees and shot a penetrating look at her boss. “Tell me you like my titties up your twat.”

“No.”

She brought her heavy breast up to her own mouth and licked at Marie’s shiny juices. With her other hand, she fingered the woman’s pussy. Marie watched wordlessly but tiny squeaks struggled for exit from her throat.

“But where are my manners? It’s your juice ‒ you should taste it.” With that, she straddled Marie’s restrained body, pressing her pussy into Marie's sternum, and leaned her naked tit forward into Marie’s face.

“Lick my fuckin’ tit, Marie. Lick your filthy juice off me.”

Marie turned her head away and pressed her lips together. This reaction seemed overly childish to Deborah.

“Stop pretending you don’t want to suck me. I’m going to make you do it anyway, so quit acting like a prissy little virgin.”

She grabbed Marie by the jaw and turned her face forward. Then she lowered her fleshy breast toward those now-parting lips and to her delight, Marie readily took Deborah’s big nipple into her mouth and began to suck enthusiastically. For a moment, Deborah caught her breath. Her boss's urgent sucking made her tingle and want to shudder. But she didn't quite want to give herself over to the pleasure. She wanted to continue overpowering Marie just a bit longer.

“Do you taste yourself?” She asked Marie, who simply grunted in assent. The woman was doing a number on her breast and on her nerves. “Do you like having a big tit in your mouth?” Another grunt.

Besides the sharp sensations, Deborah loved watching her tits being sucked, by Marie, by anybody. It made her feel like some kind of earth mother, feeding the hungry masses. She felt her pussy cream being absorbed into Marie’s nightgown. “Oh, yeah, suck me, Marie. Suck my big tit.” She whispered urgently.

Marie sucked and licked, flicking her tongue like she’d been sucking titty all her life. Deborah’s cunt pulsed with need and she brought a hand to it to begin beating her own meat. But then a better plan occurred to her.

She pulled her tit away from Marie, whose shyness had completely dissipated. “What are you doing? I wasn’t finished.” Marie spat angrily.

“Ha! You forget; I’m the director here, Miss Show Biz. My tit doesn’t need you now as much as my cunt does.” She moved up and positioned her crotch over Marie’s face. Her legs were open and she ran her fingers along the slippery folds.

“See what you’re about to eat? Look at how wet I am for you.” And she lowered her cunt down to Marie’s face, pushing the woman’s nose into the crevice where her clit poked out for attention. She made sure Marie’s lips were at her vagina.

“Stick your tongue up my hole.”

Marie paused.

“I said, stick your tongue up my hole.”

[To be continued...]


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