Return Of The Slut Ch 10

Authors note

I am re-publishing this series under a different name.

It was inspired by a lady I met here on Literotica, she contacted me after reading my series 'The Making of a Slut' saying that she too is called Caroline and is a slut. She asked me to write some stories about her and her family. This series is therefore, completely, inspired by her but mostly just fantasy.

All persons in this series are over 18.

I hope you enjoy the series, however, if you are averse to rough sex please don't read on!

Please let me know what you think by sending feedback and by (hopefully) giving the stories a good mark.

Thank you

Jim

The CEO

Jim had managed to scratch most of the itch that Caroline had following her dream about a gang bang by her husband's directors by organizing a party in Oxford where she, and her older daughter, had been thoroughly used by staff and students of the University.

She still wondered about Dave Roden, the CEO of her husband's company. In the dream Dave had fucked her in both her cunt and her arse with his huge cock, it was the biggest that she had ever seen.

Caroline had a need to find out if Dave was hung like a donkey or if it had just been part of her fantasy. The more she thought about it, the more she needed to find out.

Finally, she decided to 'grasp the nettle' and phoned the company and asked to speak to the CEO. She got put through to his secretary, Miss Dee Anne, grandly titled Executive Assistant to the CEO. She demanded to know why she wanted speak to him.

Caroline explained that she was the wife of an employee and had some very secret intelligence relating to the firm that she could only speak to Mr. Roden about it. Frustratingly Miss Anne refused to put the call through to her boss and hung up.

Caroline sighed sadly, thinking, I guess it is just going to have to remain a mystery.

A couple of days later her mobile rang. Is that Mrs Ryan, wife of Stewart, a female voice asked, she recognised the voice, it was Miss Anne.

Yes, Caroline confirmed.

I have Mr Roden on the line for you, she said icily, clearly, she must have told Dave about the previous call and he decided to call her back.

Mrs Ryan, a deep voice said, I understand that you may have some important information for me.

Yes, the randy wife lied. It is too important to discuss over the phone though, and I think it would also be difficult to discuss at the office, walls have ears.

I understand Mrs Ryan, I have an apartment in Hyde Park Gate, would you be comfortable meeting there?

Yes, yes that will be fine.

Very well, Mrs. Ryan, how does 10:00am a week on Thursday sound?

Yes Mr. Roden, that will suit me fine, she said smiling to herself.

Please call me Dave, he said, and would it be in order for me to call you Caroline?

Yes Dave, that would be lovely, so see you at 10 o'clock a week on Thursday at your apartment?

Yes Caroline, the address is number 36 Hyde Park Gate, I will tell the Concierge to expect you. I look forward to meeting you.

The next two weeks passed excruciatingly slowly for Caroline, filled with fantasy and lust, mixed with fear that she would be making a fool of herself trying to seduce him. Her nights were filled with erotic dreams. She agonized on what she would wear.

Finally, the big day arrived. Caroline was nervous but very excited, her pussy was oozing constantly. She started to dress in the outfit she had chosen and looked in the mirror.

First, she squeezed her D cup tits into her black Pour-moi 'For Your Eyes Only' quarter-cup bra admiring how it gave her a fantastic cleavage but left her nipples on display. She then slid on the matching India Lace suspender belt and finally the matching crotchless thong over the suspender straps.

One by one, she rolled her fishnet stockings up her silky-smooth legs and attached them to her suspender belt. She then put on her 'Kate Max' Christian Louboutin shoes, loving how wearing them emphasized her calf muscles.

The woman staring back at her was dressed as a slut that needed cock. She stepped into her midi length black Bodycon dress. The dress had a split that ran from the hem to mid-thigh. From the top of the split there was a zip right up the front which ran all the way up to the low-cut neckline. This arrangement meant that she could display as much cleavage as she wanted and also, hopefully, would give Dave easy access to her needy slut body.

Once the dress was on, she saw a pretty lady with shoulder length, dirty blond hair, her 5-foot 4-inch stature enhanced by the 4-inch heels on her shoes in the mirror. She looked, she thought, like a high class call girl, classy but slutty.

She did her makeup, choosing a very bright red lipstick and heavy eye make-up including huge eyelashes. She spritzed her pulse points on her neck, wrists and inner elbows with her favorite Chanel Number 5.

She left the house wearing her long faux fur coat covering the outfit that she hoped would enable her to seduce her husband's boss.

Sitting on the Thameslink train to London she realised that the swaying, jolting and rocking was sending shafts of pleasure from her over excited cunt between her clit and nipples. Her fully erect nipples, were rubbing against the fabric of her dress as her tits swayed and bounced with the train sending further waves of pleasure to her excitable cunt.

There was a very attractive man sitting opposite her who was clearly undressing her with his eyes and she could see that the front of his suit trousers was starting to tent.

Caroline couldn't help herself; she loved to tease and here was a perfect opportunity. She held his gaze and slowly and sensuously licked her lips before unbuttoning her coat exposing her cavernous cleavage. She crossed her legs so that her dress slid up to give her newest admirer a glimpse of her stocking top and bare thigh. The man couldn't tear his eyes off her and his mouth was gaping open as his gaze switched from thigh to nipples to mouth like a searchlight sweeping over her body.

By the time the train pulled into St Pancras and she got off to change to the tube she was somewhat pleased to see that the top of the tent was now sporting an expanding damp patch. She smiled at the man and blew him a kiss as the train pulled off.

She rode the tube to High Street Kensington and from there walked to the apartment.

The building was very impressive. Caroline thought to herself, if Dave's cock is as impressive as this, I will love it!

She entered the building and was immediately greeted by the concierge. I am here to see Mr Roden, she told him.

Mrs. Ryan, I assume, the concierge said with the hint of a Rumanian accent, Mr. Roden is expecting you. Please take the lift to the first floor and he will greet you.

Caroline had butterflies in her tummy, would her plan work? Would she be disappointed if she did get into Dane's pants? She rode the lift and as the doors opened, she was greeted by the CEO.

Hello Caroline, how delightful to see you again, he said. It was lovely to see you and Stewart at poor Graham Yardly's wake. Please come in. He led her into his huge apartment and offered her a drink. She asked for a orange juice to calm her nerves.

He took her into the lounge, she took off her coat and revealed her sexy outfit to him. He hung up her coat and got her the drink before asking, so Caroline, what information do you have for me.

Caroline sat back in her chair, allowing the split in her dress to show her stocking tops and took a swig of her drink.

Summonsing her courage, she took a deep breath and said, following the wake where we met, I had a dream, I dreamt that you and the board fucked me. I dreamt that you had a huge cock that you fucked my cunt and arse with and I just can't live without knowing if you have.

Dave smiled and evil smile, Well Caroline, I think you need to know that I do have a substantial cock, and the fact that you are here means that you want me to use it on you, so stand up.

Caroline stood as requested, Dave was clearly used to people obeying his commands and his voice was very commanding.

Take off the dress, he told her.

She reached up to the top of the zip nestled between her big tits and slowly pulled it down, her dress parting as it slid down her body.

Once the dress was completely undone Dave raised an eyebrow and Caroline took the dress off and threw it on the nearby sofa.

Dave looked at her in her skimpy, sext underwear and said, very nice, very slutty.

Caroline felt a jolt of excitement at his praise.

Kneel, he commanded, come and unveil your prize.

Caroline crawled the short distance and started to undo Dave's trousers, he lifted his hips and she pulled them down. She took off his shoes and socks and then took the trousers off completely.

She looked up and his boxers were bulging with a lump of meat.

Again, he raised his hips and she pulled his boxers off. Oh, my fucking God, she exclaimed and his cock was revealed. It wasn't hard and it was still at least 8 inches long and as wide as a kitchen roll cardboard tube.

Suck me hard slut, he commanded and she reverently started to stroke his cock before taking it in her mouth to lavish love on it.

The cock started to grow, eventually reaching its full size, it had to be at least 10 inches long and wide, about the width of a coke bottle.

Swinging under the mammoth fuck stick where a huge pair of balls that looked as if they could contain pints of spunk. The last time she remembered seeing a cock this big was when an Arab lad had fucked her at Uni. He was big but Dave had to be at least 10 or 15% bigger.

Caroline did her best to give Dave a good blow job, but in truth his cock was just too big for her mouth.

He grabbed her hair and dragged her over to one of the huge windows that looked out over Hyde Park and pushed her against it. The glass was cold against her face but, the cold of the glass made her nipples swell even more.

He pushed his fingers between her legs and discovered that her thong was crotchless. You are a dirty little slut aren't you; he growled before he moved his massive log between her buttocks so that he could rub it over his drooling cunt lips.

Slut, I am going to ruin your pussy, he said as he rammed his monster cock deep into her cunt. She screamed in pain as it stretched her pussy to its limits. He rammed her with vicious thrusts, forcing more and more of his massive fuck stick into her needy cunt. If her cunt hadn't already been creaming, she was sure he would have ripped her apart.

Finally, he was 'ball deep' in the slut's cunt, the golf ball sized head of his uncircumcised cock wedged against her cervix. He started to pound her mercilessly. Each time his cock 'bottomed out' in her cunt it rammed into her cervix painfully but in a way that sent a thrill to her throbbing clit.

She looked out of the window and saw a clutch of people looking and pointing at her. Then an open top bus packed with Asian's pulled up at the traffic lights. At least 20 cameras were pointed at her, taking pictures of her being fucked. She felt embarrassed but so fucking horny!

Dave continued to fuck her like the cheapest of whores. The crowd outside kept getting bigger, her excitement grew and grew until she came violently.

Dave pulled out of her super stretched cunt pushed her to her knees and covered his face with his cum. The ever-increasing audience outside were clearly whooping and cheering as his huge load covered the housewife's pretty face.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her over to the breakfast table in front of the middle window and pushed her face down, bent over the side of the table, so that the assembled throng could get a good view.

Pull your buttocks apart, he demanded. He spat on her arsehole and pushed the saliva in to her arse with his fat fingers. As soon as he felt her arse 'give' a little he lined up his monster cock with her ring and pushed forward, she felt pain shoot through her as her ring fought against the invader.

The pussy cream that had oozed out of her cunt and onto her asshole during their passionate fuck helped to lubricate the huge tip of his cock and allowed it to start to slide inside of her.

Eventually and inevitably her rose bud gave up the fight and the head of his cock 'popped' through.

Flames of pain ran through her body, exacerbated as he reached under her and twisted her rock-hard nipples. He slowly started to push more and more of the monster 'man-meat' into her bowel.

You are going to love this Mrs. Ryan, he said and grabbed her hips and, with one last vicious thrust, buried the whole of his cock.

Caroline went rigid with pain and screamed like she had never screamed before. She felt that his cock was going to come out of her mouth any moment as the whole of her insides felt full and rippled with agonizing pain.

Now the fun really starts, Dave said as he started to saw his cock in and out of her abused hole. It was excruciatingly painful but slowly little shafts of excitement started to build. The excitement levels rose as he returned to abusing her nipples and tits.

She let out a whimper and bit her wet bottom lip. He began to build up his strokes, pumping her regularly, fucking her ass the same way he had fucked pussy, and she began to groan uncontrollably.

Caroline looked out the window through tear-stained eyes, her tears dripping down her cum covered face. The ever-increasing crowd looked to be aghast that she was taking such an anal pounding. Somehow, the fact that it was being witnessed by so many strangers added to the excitement.

Her groans turned to screams of pleasure and pain as he began to really pound her, splitting her ass in two with his giant dick. He put his hand over her mouth, she licked his palm then started sucking on his thumb, her oral and anal desires being satisfied at once.

The excitement continued to build as Dave continued his anal assault. Soon she was moaning in joy as well as pain. She could feel her orgasm building and it hit her as she heard Dave roar as he filled her arse with his spunk. She could feel the warmth inside as he gave her a cum enema.

Slowly she felt his cock start to deflate, moving from 'humongous' to 'massive'. Dave pulled it out of her arse with a loud pop and a flood of semen followed it, running down her bare thighs and stockings.

Take a bow Mrs. Ryan, your audience are showing their appreciation.

She stood and looked out the window, people were going wild, clapping and cheering her. She cast a cheeky grin at Dave, turned to face the window and did a little curtsey, then spun round and flashed her bum at them.

Once again Dave grabbed her hair and pulled her away from the window. He dragged her upstairs to his bedroom suit and threw her on the bed.

One more fuck before you go slut. Get my cock hard.

Without a second thought she grabbed the monster and started to suck it back to its full magnificence.

He reached down and started slapping her tits while she sucked. She gazed up at him, looking so beautiful: her sweet, innocent face, still glittering with the glaze of spunk he had given it earlier; her lush slut body, clothed in the skimpiest of lingerie. She was the epitome of a cock loving slut.

He pulled his cock out of her mouth and started slapping her face with it. He moved down and slapped her tits, leaving trails of his pre cum across her boobs.

Finally, he knelt between her wide stretched thighs and started spanking her clit with his log. Each slap bringing her closer to orgasm. Her cunt was dripping with cream which he eventually used to cover the bulging head of his knob.

He put her ankles over his shoulders, bending her in half, exposing her needy cunt even more. He lined up his cock and rammed it into her cunt.

Her eyes shot open with shock and joy as his huge cock opened up her tight cunt. She could feel every vein as it filled her completely.

Once fully sheathed he started to slap her tits as he ravished her stretched hole. He knew what a slut needs. Caroline knew that she was nothing more than a set of holes to him to deposit his alpha male sperm.

The thrusts of his huge cock inside her filled with her senses with both pleasure and pain. She couldn't think, couldn't breathe. His slaps to her tits battering them from the left and right making her massive jugs swing violently from side to side.

He used both hands to slap them, all the time, still pounding her pussy with his huge dick. There were sounds of pleasure coming from deep inside of her, and there were screams of pain as each blow landed.

Why does this make you cum, you sick little bitch? He asked her.

I don't know!

Think about it, you worthless slut. Why does me beating you and demeaning you make you cum so fucking hard? Why do you like it when I hurt you?

As he asked the question, he continued ripping his cock in and out of her dripping cunt.

He slapped her a few more times, then suddenly stopped thrusting while he waited for an answer.

I don't know!

Shall I tell you, Dave asked? She nodded.

He grabbed both her nipples and twisted them viciously.

Because you are a dirty pain loving slut. You try to play the suburban housewife but we both know that you are a cock loving whore, addicted to cock and spunk. You crave it, just like a drug addict craves their drugs.

Caroline looked him in the eyes and slowly agreed, she is a cock craving slut and she knew that his was a king amongst cocks.

He smiled as she agreed and started pounding her again, still twisting her abused nipples sending lightning bolts of pain/pleasure directly to her bubbling cunt. The head of his cock bruising her cervix more with every thrust.

Each trust filled Caroline with deeper and deeper excitement. Her cunt was creaming non-stop and suddenly she burst in a massive orgasm, screaming out at the top of lungs as Dave gave the addicted slut her fix of spunk.

After he rolled off her and said, Mrs. Ryan you are the perfect slut. I haven't enjoyed a fuck like that since the last time I had you.

But, but, she stammered, you haven't had me before, I had a dream.

Poor, poor Mrs. Ryan that wasn't a dream that was Rohypnol. Everything in your 'dream' happened and I have got it all filmed and saved onto disk, just in fact, as I have got today's entertainment.

I truly own you and Stewart now. I wanted to wait and see what you did after the wake and now I know. You are a first-class slut and now you are my first-class slut.

Caroline didn't know how to react, at one level she was shocked and horrified, and yet on another excited.

Dave told her to pick up the phone by the bed and dial "0" for the concierge, you are going to give him a blow job to thank him for letting you in. You are going to give him your best. She made the call asking the concierge, Avram, to come to the apartment.

The doorbell rang and Dave went to answer it, arriving back with Avram, saying to him, this is my slut Caroline, I suspect you will be seeing a lot more of her.

Avram's eyes bulged as he took in the erotic sight of the slut on the bed in front of him.

Dave continued, she wanted to thank you for the lovely way you greeted her on her arrival. Unfortunately, I have ruined her cunt and arse but she still has one of her fuck holes left for you to use.

Turning to Caroline he said, I am going to whip your arse while you blow Avrambut you mustn't bite him or hurt him in any way. Now get working slut.

Caroline knelt on the edge of the bed and beckoned Avram over. She undid his dress trousers and slid them and his briefs down his legs unveiling a rapidly hardening cock.

Dave walked round to his bedside table and pulled a leather flogger out of one of the draws.

Avram's cock was tiny compared to Dave's, mind you most cocks were. She gently lifted it to her lips and slowly sucked it into her mouth. Once she had swallowed all of it Dave started paddling her arse.