The Anniversary Present

Dessert, continued

Holding the banana between my lips, I fucked her slowly and gently with it, before gradually sucking it free, and eating the now flaored fruit.
Banana marinaded in cunt is so fucking unbelievably good.

I smiled at her, seeing the glazed look in her eyes, and started to lick up all the cream, concentrating on her tight little asshole. Swirling my tongue around it, then rimming her a little as she gasped in pleasure.
But her asshole was for later, now I had another task to complete, to use my tongue, and play a symphony of pure lust on her grasping pussy.

Spreading her legs as wide as I could, I slowly started to lick, circling her lips, then crossing to lick around her clit, drawing sensual figures of eight around her sex.
The ,oans were growing louder now. Again I licked her ass, and dragged the flat of my tongue upwards, right up to her clit, now hard and swollen, I sucked on it, scraping my teeth on the bulbous red delight, before licking her again.
Opening the lips of this sexual treasure of mine, and playing my tongue around her love hole.
Wondering just how much she could take before she came.
 
monday evening...

My fourth or fifth orgasm of the day so far, washed over me...I had lost count, if it mattered, and I wondered if I was on my way to becoming a nympho !

" Oh my....Cliffy ! " I moaned, grabbing his head and pulling him closer, grinding on his face ! Finally, not being able to endure another orgasm just yet, and wanting to please him, I sat up to slide to my knees, almost under the table. I hurriedly unzipped his slacks, shoving them down, and releasing his rigid cock ! My tongue softly... expertly, ran up his entire length !

" Lets go upstairs, sweetheart...and I'll tie you to the bed, and make you beg ! " I promised, knowing how much he liked that !
Cliff helped me to my feet, and kissed me passionately. I could taste the whipped creame on his lips and tongue.
"Let's go, then. "
I smiled, grabbing his tie...leading him towards the stairs !

Once in our bedroom, I opened his drawer, retrieving three more silk ties, while he waited, naked on the bed. I'm really not sure who liked this bondage stuff more...me or him...but at times, I love when Cliff surrendered control...letting me be in charge, for a change, instead of my usual little ol' submissive self !
And I absolutely loved to hear Cliff beg for release, being at my mercy....

After tying his wrists to the headboard, I knelt next to him...cupping my breasts in my hands, massaging my nipples, making them hard.
" Do you want to kiss them for me, darling ? " I offered, bending over to lick in his ear....
 
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In the bedroom

I smiled as Lacy tied my wrists, knowing how she loved these little interludes, when I let her take control, or so she thought.

After restraining me, she offered me her tits, squeezing them, and making her nipples even prouder.

I licked and sucked each in turn, scraping my teth on them as best I could with no hands available. She moaned in pleasure as I bit and pulled on a nipple, then suddenly she was gone.

And I could fel the silk tightening around my ankles.
and I wondered,

what was coming next...............
 
monday evening....

I had Cliff at my mercey, at least for the time being, until I releashed him...then he was usually at a frenzey, taking control once again !

I loved our little games...so having all the time in the world, I placed my nipple into his mouth, making him lick and bite it, at my leisure ! My hand also went down, stroking his erect cock, wanting to keep him hard and ready ! Cliff complied of course, knowing what I liked...knowing good and well I loved my nipples sucked, as hard as possiable !

Deciding that this wasn't enough, I positioned my pussy over his face...not quite letting him taste it, but permitting him to inhale my scent...immediately his tongue shot out, eager to lick my pussy !
Stop that, you bad boy ! " I teased, attacking his rigid dick with my mouth at the same time, but moving my hips away !
" Lacy...please let me eat your cunt ! " Cliff demanded, wanting to please me again...raising his head off the pillow, in an attempt to satisfy !
I do declare...I would not let just let any ol' man eat me ! " I smiled, allowing Cliff to run his eager tongue up my wet cunt....remembering earlier today when I had not stopped the aggressive Kirk Mc Finn from doing so !
" Hmmm...Lacy, you wicked little girl ! "
Returning the favor, I closed my lips around my husbands cock, going as far as I could...taking it down, hoping that he was dreaming of slamming it this way into my pussy, when he was able too...
" God Lacy...you are so wet and creamy ! " Cliff observed. "
'' Only because of you..."
" Well... I could eat you all night ! "
I grinded myself down, harder upon his face, knowing I could let this go on as long as I wanted it too, resisting the urge to fuck his rigid penis !

Besides...I wanted to hear Cliff ask, or beg to fuck my creamy pussy...
 
Dessert on the bed

She straddled me, stroking my face with her beautiful cunt, and my cock with her luscious mouth.
I was in heaven, and, even though I would never admit it to Lacy, I loved it when she tied me to the bed like this.
I darted my tongue along her lips, pushing it between them, as she slid back and forth, almost fucking my mouth, her cunt juices dribbling free for me to taste and absorb.
My cock began to feel like it was going to explode
I could not take much more
I cried out to her
"PLEASE Lacy, fuck me, slide that fucking hot cunt onto my cock, now, NOW
NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW"
 
in the bedroom...

Hearing my hubby beg for me to ride his hard shaft only made me want to make him wait a little longer...I could actually feel his cock throb with desire in my fingers ! By now my own pussy was wet and I had to admit, I wanted him inside me also...but was determined to prolong our suffering, at least for a few more minutes !

Turning about, rather reluctantly, I climbed on top of him, letting my tits brush across his chest, until we were face to face...
" How bad do you want to fuck me, Clifford ? " I whispered playfully, my hair hanging in his face and my trimmed, slippery cunt rubbing againest his cock...

He didn't bother answering, but tried to manuever his dick inside me by raising his hips off the bed !

Giving up, seeing it was useless, he threatened, " Untie me Lacy, and I'll show you ! "
" Mmmm...so you really want to fuck my naughty...wet... pussy, don't ya ! " I said, toying with him, letting the head of his dick almost enter me !

For the next few minutes, I teased him, running my tongue around his lips, kissing him...and listened while he continued to insist that I release him, promising to fuck me proper, all kind of wicked things...wanting to reward me if only I would let him shove his aching cock inside me ! Just for a moment....
...finally I gave in...and twisted slightly, letting my pussy cover the mushroom head of his cock !

Our bodies strained to be together, and we both gasped at first...finding sweet relief !
Before long, though, I was riding Cliffords cock, sinking deeper each time ! Despertly, I reached up to untie his wrists...wanting him to take control, and he wasted no more time, forcing me on my back and somehow managing to slip out of the ties that bound his feet...
...mounting me, this time...and giving me the hard fucking I deserved !!!

If he only knew how much I deserved it...
 
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Dessert for Lacy

The second that she released my bonds, I took control, freeing my legs easily, and flipping this horny frantic wife of mine onto her back.

I was so fired up, and slammed my cock into that wet steaming cunt of hers.
I fucked her like a man posessed, not that she wasnt either, I was pounding into her silken dripping cunt, while clawing at her tits. She was screaming for more, begging me to fuck her hard.

I held her hands above her head, as I powered my hard throbbing dick deeper and deeper.

Finally, I could take no more, I had to cum, but not inside her, on a whim I decided to shoot my load onto her belly and tits.
 
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Late night... in the bedroom...

Exhausted from our lovemaking, I snuggled naked, next to my husband in the silk sheets ! Clifford was almost asleep...but I tossed and turned for awhile, not being able to get today's events out of my mind ! At first, I must admit, I did not feel that guilty...I had actually enjoyed the little, sex fling with Kirk Mc Finn...alot...but on the other hand, I loved my husband, and did not want to risk my whole marriage !What happens if Clifford ever finds out ? Maybe I should just tell him about it...would he ever forgive me ? Lately, he had been bringing up the topic of having a threesome...no, today was no threesome ! ...and Kirk was a convict besides, Cliff would NOT like the idea of his sweet little wife carrying on with one behind his back !

I tried to think over a few other options...and decided, in the end, that I needed to stay away from Kirk McFinn ! I would pay for my portfolio, and never see him again ! And hope that Cliff would never find out about my one and only indiscretion !

I finally drifted off to dreamland...

Tuesday morning...

In the morning, I woke and Cliff was already gone, off to the office. I laid there for awhile, and finally picked up the phone to call Christy, my best friend, I felt the need to talk to someone ! We decided to meet for downtown for lunch.
During our conversation, Christy asked me how the glamour shots were progressing ! I had forgotten that she was the one that recommended them in the first place.
" Did you have the hunky guy, oh I can't remember his name ? " she asked.
" Kirk. "
" Yes...that's him. Yummy..."
I couldn't help blushing...if she only knew !
Christy was very proud of her photo's, but she had them done in the studio, not in the privacy of her own home. I had often wondered about her, given the oppurtunity, would she cheat on her husband ? She was always going on about men...in fact, that seemed all she ever talked of ! Still...could I trust her with a secret ? I wanted to tell someone...but I cautioned myself to be careful !
" I do declare, Christy, your little ol' pics are so tame, compared to mine ! "
" You mean you posed naked ? " she asked with raised eyebrows.
" Why ...yes, but in only a few. "
" How daring ! You naughty little devil ! " she winked, " I'm sure Cliff will just love them ! "
" As if he needs anything else to make him horny ! " I added, thinking about last night.
" You know, you would think Cliff..." Christy stopped in midsentence.
" What ? "
" Oh nothing..."
My curiousty was immediately aroused....for months now, she had been 'hinting' that maybe Cliff was having an affair with his secretary, Helen, at the firm ! After all her husband worked there too...and I always wondered if their was something she knew that I didn't, something that she didn't want to tell me. I have always dismissed it as an unfounded rumors...
" Look Christy ...if you know something, maybe you should tell me !"
" Rumors, dear. " she dismissed the topic with a wave of her hand, changing the subject, gushing about the mechanic that had fixed her car yesterday !

Suddenly, my guilty feelings kind of evaporated...

After lunch, we went back to my place to lay beside the pool, working on our tans, and drinking mint julips ! While we were chatting about our favorite subject 'men', the phone rang. I thought it would be Cliff calling, but it wasn't...it was Kirk Mc Finn...
 
Tuesday afternoon

I had worked late last night, developing and enlarging, in order to finish Lacy's portfolio. Just trying to chose twelve pictures out of hundreds was a 'hard' task. Several of the better pic's, I downloaded on disc, and color enhanced on a photo suite shop. A certain one of Lacy leaning back on the piano, in a short, black see thru cocktail dress, showing her pussy, I decided to make a portrait of.

And then their were the pictures of that morning in the study. Pretty graphic stuff. Just looking at them made my dick hard, all over again. I remembered the way she tasted, her sweet musky scent, the way she felt, how could one not be aroused by this sultry, dark haired vixen ?

Oh yeah, I had plans made for beautiful and submissive Lacy Roberts . I was going to enjoy her perfect body again and again !


I called Lacy on Tuesday afternoon, to tell her that the pictures were ready. She seemed a bit standoffish, as if she really didn't want to talk with me. Anyhow, we agreed to meet on Thursday morning, at her home. That was fine with me. This time I was going to bring my camcorder...
 
Chapter 2

Lacy Roberts- The Making of a Porn Queen Wife


Yesterday I interviewed three different gardeners, finally deciding on a Jose Rodriquez and son, they seeming the most capable. They were to start tending my prize roses and garden tomorrow. That date also coincided, hopefully, with my final meeting with Kirk Mc Finn. My anniversary gift was complete, and maybe I could began to forget all about the convict and photographer, who had invaded my thoughts lately.

I so looked forward to celebrating my first wedding next week...and promised myself, I would never do anything, ever again to jepordize my marriage !
 
Thursday

When I showed up at Mrs. Lacy Roberts elegant home on Thursday, I had two different envelopes, one containing some finished spicey, erotic glamour photo's and some very private, adult hardcore shots.

I let the sultry, and married vixen see the purchased product first. Damn, Mrs. Roberts was so pleased, as I sat next to her on the sofa, while she oohed and ahhed over the glossie twelve by tens. I even provided the better ones in black and white, free of charge !

" Oh my, I really love this one. " she exclaimed, admiring one of many. " These are simply fantastic, how much do I owe you ? "

" Well...ahem, you might want to check these out too. " I cleared my throat, gave her a sly smile, and opened the other large envelope, handing over a graphic picture of us, my penis busy slamming her little tight, but married cunt. Their was no mistaking it was Lacy in the pic, no doubt whatsoever !Hee - hee...

" My Lord what have you done ? I never...you bastard ! " Lacy said, overwhelmed with shock and outrage.

I almost laughed at her expression and the use of her language, coming from such a 'refined' southern lady.

" Surely, you wouldn't...how could you ! " she breathed, being quite the actress, putting her dainty little hand over her heart, as if she would faint from shock or something...

" Come on Mrs. Roberts, you loved every minute of it. " I sneered, enjoying the advantage...
 
Thurday { continued }

" Come on Mrs. Roberts, you loved every minute of it ! " Kirk stated.

I actually felt myself blush, inspite of being appalled by his suggestion. " I do declare, Mr. Mc Finn, I am a happily married woman...and I can assure you that it will never happen again ! "

Kirk stared at me, a gleam in his eyes. " I'm sure you don't want your husband to see this, or this one either. "
It showed another photo of us, or of me, kneeling before his large, hard cock.

" Of course I don't. " I closed my eyes at the image, wishing this really wasn't happening, or that it had never happened. I tried to fight back my rising panic...

" Mr. Mc Finn, please...please try to understand my position here. If Clifford ever was to see this photo's, he would divorce me. I would get nothing... lose everything ! " I fought back my swelling tears, not wanting to cry in front of him, " Please sir...tell me what you want from me ! How much ? "

" I don't want your money Mrs Roberts..."

" What do you want, then ? " I asked, already knowing the answer...
 
Kirk

" What do you want then ? " Lacy asked.

I delibertly paused before giving her my answer, not wanting to tell her 'everything', not wanting to tell Lacy just what I had in mind. No, I couldn't tell her how she was going to be punished, how she was going to be under my complete control, doing everything or anything I wanted her too.

" Well Lacy, let's just say I want your co-operation." I answered, smiling, sure that she knew what I meant.

" That is nothing more than blackmail, sir ! "

" Whatever, if you co-operate your husband never sees the photo's. If not...well. "

Lacy sat there, fuming, squirming. If looks could kill...
 
Thursday

I really couldn't believe this was happening...how could HE do this to me ? After I had TRUSTED Kirk, let him into my home...let him make love to me ! How could I be such a fool ?

And now I was expected to be at HIS beck and call...Kirk's little plaything...to do any and everything he wanted me too !

There had to be some way I could reason with him...perhaps I should just tell Cliff. Beg for forgiveness ! Promise my husband it would never happen again. No, I don't think that would work. Cliff would never trust me again, and my new marriage would be over !

" Can I ask, Mr. Mc Finn...what exactly does co-operation mean ? I mean, just how long do I have to endure this suffering, before these pictures dissappear ? " I asked, trying my best to keep calm.

Kirk grinned, unzipping his jeans to reach in and produce his huge, almost hard cock...
 
Thursday

" We can start by you sucking my cock, Lacy. "

She hesitated, looking as if she was about to protest, before realizing that she had no choice and kneeling between my thighs. Lacy took my stiff cock in her hand as she began her 'duties' with her tongue. I wrapped my fingers in her soft, dark hair, being able to control the bitch better, although she didn't need much encouragement or instruction.
I could only smile with satisfaction, while Lacy performed her magic. It was amazing, to watch her work and I also noticed that her hand had slipped between her own legs to play with her pussy ! If that wasn't proof enough just how hot this little married female was...and now she belonged to me, at least while hubby boy was gone.
I let her please me for several minutes, and then decided to take her upstairs into the master bedroom, where we could be a little more comfortable.

Once inside the bedroom, I ordered Lacy to take off that nice dress she was wearing. One thing about Mrs. Roberts, I liked the way she dressed, always sophisticated looking, as if she was going out for the evening, in the middle of the morning. Usually in silk stocking and heels !
That was what she had on now, along with a pair of panties, after removing her dress.
" Get on the bed, with your ass in the air. " I told her, impressed by the way she immediately obeyed me. I quickly shed my clothes, moving behind her up raised ass. I wanted nothing more than to sink my hard cock into her luscious pink cunt, but managed to resist the urge, for now. Instead, I slapped her ass cheeks with my open hand, hearing Lacy cry out with pain and surprise !

" Oh God, Kirk, what did I do ? " she whimpered.

" Just giving you what you deserve ! " I said, slapping her again.

" No please..."

" From now on, you call me 'SIR'. Is that understood ? "

" Yes...sir ! "

I slapped her once more, for good measure. Then, I knelt behind her, holding Lacy's perfect butte in my hands, squeezing her reddened cheeks. "Spread your legs. " Lacy did as she was told, parting her thighs. Placing one hand underneath her fragrant, musky and wet pussy, I forced her onto my mouth....
 
Lacy... in the bedroom

Oh God...I hated him . What is wrong with me ? How can my pussy be so wet ?

Kirk took advantage of me...although that really was the last thing I wanted him to do. I knew I didn't have much choice in the matter...and I was about to become his submissive plaything, forced to do his bidding ! And I had to admit, the way he was eatting my cunt, I was more than willing to let him !

" Oh Kirk...no...no please stop ! " I begged, beginning to move my hips all over his receptive face...

" You like it, doncha ? " he murmered, squeezing my ass cheeks even harder.

" No...oh God, don't make me do this ! " I tried to resist the tingling sensation in my excited pussy.

" Lacy, you are nothing more than a slut ! "

" It's all your fault...you bastard ! " I hissed, feeling the urge build...my body moving faster now...until I screamed, in spite of myself, the warm flush taking over my entire being....
 
Kirk in the bedroom

I could tell that Mrs. Lacy Roberts was about to cum in my mouth, not only could I taste her, but I smelled her sweet, musky fragrance too.

Lacy could try to resist the temptation, and appear to be the good, proper wife, but deep down inside she was a pure female, burning with desire. And now, this beautiful woman belonged to me ! I thought, as I continued to eat her creamy cunt, holding her as she twisted and turned, calling me names, like bastard.

And I knew Lacy liked it, when I talked dirty.

I stood up, looking down at her, wiping my mouth with my arm. Damn she looked good, with her ass in the air.I almost was tempted to take her just like that, but I wanted to look into her eyes when I did, so I ordered her to turn over, onto her back. I gripped Lacy's ankles, and spread her legs apart. I listened while she pleaded again..."Please, don't make me do this ! "
"You forgot to call me sir. " I told her, letting my swollen, hard cock touch the lips of her cunt, but not entering her just yet...
 
Lacy...in the bedroom

I could feel Kirk's big, hard cock slip across my moist pussy, then poise at the entrance, barely spreading apart my flushed lips...What was he waiting for ? I wondered, He didn't need my permission. In spite of myself, I had to admit I wanted Kirk's huge cock inside me...but I wasn't about to beg !

Kirk eased his massive head into me...slipping in easily enough, because I was so wet. I cursed myself for letting my body betray me, for he surely knew how excited I really was. If I dared, I would like to rake my fingernails across his smirking face...oh how I hated him !

" You... sir...are deplorable. Nothing more than a blackmailing, convict bastard ! " I said out loud, my mouth getting the better of me.

Kirk didn't say anything, but suddenly he shoved his big, rock hard cock deep into my tight cunt, stretching me open, seeming to fill my entire being...he paused, and then slowly withdrew, doing it again. Kirk began to move faster, thrusting into me even harder !

" Oooooooh my God ! " I screamed, trying to catch my breath.

I began to move underneath him, moving up and down againest his massive cock, enjoying every inch of it...
 
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Kirk [ the king ]

I gritted my teeth, and pounded the married bitch, knowing I had total control over the her ! She belonged to me, and not her worthless husband. It felt good to give her my big cock, and no matter how much Lacy denied it, she wanted it, her excited, saturated cunt giving her away !

" Listen, tomorrow I want you at the Charitan Hotel. I don't want to hear any fucking excuses, you just be there. " I ordered, still pumping Lacy's creamy cunt. She was too busy twisting under me, taking my big, swollen prick, for all it was worth.
" Did you hear me ? ''
" Yes...whatever you say...sir ! "
I smiled at that, she was learning. By time I was done with her, her own husband wouldn't even recognize her. Lacy Roberts would be broken, completely submissive, the perfect whore, ready to obey my every whim !

" Look at you Lacy, you love cock, don't ya ? " I sneered.
" Oh ...I can't help it...you bastard ! " she replied, wrapping her stockinged legs around me...
 
Lacy { continued }

Again, my body betrayed me...I lost contol, while Kirk took control. I found myself moving with him, wanting his cock, pounding into my pussy, both of our bodies going into a wild frenzy ! At the same time, I realized that I hated him...and despised myself for being so weak, for giving in to him ...
To be honest, Kirk had the ability to make me forget all about my husband, at least for a little while...and my marriage not matter for now ! But it was pure lust...he was stronger, had more endurance, and Kirk was big...powerful ! He was also very dominate...

I'm not really sure who came first...but I could not possiably help it when I did...I do know that my long, manicured fingernails raked into his back, and that my teeth bit into his shoulder, and my legs wrapped around his waist...
 
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Kirk

I pulled my jeans back on, being careful not to catch my still stiff dick in the zipper, kind of dissappointed in myself for cumming too soon, but then again I had to get back to work, my Uncle was peeved because I hadn't been doing to much work lately, at least on any other projects except Lacy's.

Lacy lay panting on the bed, but sat up, covering herself with the blanket, as I put on my shirt. She didn't look at me,and her expression was not a happy one.

" Tomorrow, I want you to meet me at Doubletree Hotel, say around noon. " I demanded.

" Excuse me ? " she said, raising her eyebrows.

" You heard what I said, just be there. "

Lacy looked away, a frown on her pretty face. At least she wasn't going to aurgue about it. I thought. Seeing as she really didn't have a choice.

" And what am I to tell my husband ? "

' Whatever you want. " I laughed cruelly, walking out of her bedroom...
 
Lacy...

After that blackmailing bastard Kirk left, I cried.

How could I be so foolish to get involed with a convict...he was nothing more than a criminal ! Oh dear God, what am I going to do ? I can't just confess to Cliff, he wouldn't understand...he will never trust me again...our marriage will be destroyed !

I'm not really sure how long I sat there...not that it mattered, nothing did any more, but finally I decided, I couldn't let my husband see those disgusting pictures...I would have to do whatever that Kirk Mc Finn wanted me too, to prevent that from happening !

I didn't even want to think about what that might be...
 
Kirk- Friday [the plot]

The small video camera was hidden almost in plain sight, focused in on the loveseat. The room at the Doubletree had cost me 150. 00 dollars, but I felt it was well worth it, even though this was only a practice run, and a way to get more photo's to use againest Lacy Roberts, and besides, if we were meeting at a sleazy downtown motel, the high class bitch would be even more uncomfortable than she already was. Not only that, but I would be spending the night here anyway, meeting an old friend, at the bar, to make our plans !

I pulled the small baggie out of my shirt pocket, pouring some of the flake onto a mirror. Using a razorblade, I chopped it into a fine powder and seperated the almost pure cocaine into two fine lines. One of the benefits of the stuff was it didn't stay in your body very long, and didn't show up in a piss test. I couldn't afford to be positive, during my monthly test, a requirement of my probation.

The cocaine was an important part of the plot anyway.

Glancing up at the clock, I saw it was time to call Mrs. Lacy Roberts and tell her the room number...
 
Lacy in turmoil...Friday morning

I tossed and turned, all night, unable to sleep. Meanwhile, my husband, Cliff had no such problems, snoring away in a peaceful slumber. Lucky for me, he didn't notice my inner turmoil, how much I dreaded tomorrow, or how I hated keeping this deep dark secret from him. In a way, I wanted to break down and confess, cry and beg for foregiveness, but I knew that wasn't the best thing to do...and I was so afraid of losing him, the only option left was to endure it.

The phone rang around 11:00 am. The conversation was brief and direct. Kirk told me the room number, and instructed me to wear a dress with stockings.

I wore my hair up, on top of my head, and a pair of sunglasses, hoping no one saw or recognized me as I crossed the marble foyer, my heels sounding loudly on my way to the elevator. I tried to remain calm when I knocked on the door of room 2426, not knowing what to expect...
 
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