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This is my first story. I appreciate all insight and help that anyone as to offer.
Thanks
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Prologue -
It was true, not many women enthralled him anymore. He was devoted, to say the least. Still only being a boy of 19, he has had experience most men would kill for. He still remembers that fateful night, and can not help but get aroused. The many intricate pleasures she had shown him. The passion she had unlocked within him, the desire, the love, and the lust.
Whenever he looked at other women, he only saw Susan. She was his goddess, and likewise he was her Adonis. Much like an artist, she had molded him and shown him how to be a fantastic lover......her reward was his absolute devotion to her.
Scott can't help but feel his loins stir whenever he thinks of her, or when he remembers their fist night together. Her thick, voluptuous body, her large 40dd breasts, her long, thick nipples, but most of all she had the prettiest pussy he had ever seen. Lovely large lips capped by a very pronounced and always hard clit. He could still feel her hands on his head pushing her clit further into his mouth as he suckled on it. Her taste was exquisite, like a nurturing liquid that sustained him. He could never get enough.
Susan could not get enough of her Adonis as well. She would spend many days while he was at work, or away on some errand, feverishly working her pussy over. The way his tongue would dance over her pussy, or when his very thick manhood would stretch her just right. She had fallen asleep many times after their sessions, with his manhood still buried in her. Scott was like a drug, she could never get enough of him. She wanted, no needed him all the time. She didn't care what else was going on in the world, as long as his stiff cock was buried in her.
Things happen for the Best --
Susan had just finished for the day when her boss, Matt, called her into the office.
"Susan. How are you doing? I now things have been tough since your husband left."
"Not to bad. Its tough, but this will get better with time. Thank you for being so understanding."
"It's not a problem. How long have we worked together?"
"4 years"
"It's occurred to me that I never taken you to dinner. Would you like to join me?"
"I don't know if I should."
"Nonsense come to dinner with me, you need to have a little more in your life than just work and family."
"Ok.....let me call Scott and let him know that I will be a little late tonight"
"How old is he know?"
"18 with the body of a 25 year old. He is always running and swimming."
Susan called her son and let him know that her boss was taking her to dinner at his house. Gave him the number and hung up the phone.
After enjoying a lovely dinner, candlelight, wine, the whole works they had adjourned to his study to sit and talk for a while.
"You must be pretty lonely, Susan"
"At times, but I work through it"
"The point is you shouldn't have to work through it"
Susan found herself looking at her boss in a new light, one the no employee should ever look at their boss with. As her eyes danced across his body as they talked, she noticed the tell tell sign of a bulge in his crotch. Finding herself thinking what she could do with it, unnerved Susan and politely said she need to get going.
As she walked to the door, Matt eyed her up and down, feeling the growing need in his crotch he had to go for broke. Just as she reached the door, Matt grabbed her by the arm pushed her up against the wall and began to kiss her. His tongue flying out in search of hers, his crotch grinding against her pubic bone. She managed to push him away just long enough to slap him.
As she attempted again to leave he grabbed by the back of her hair and drug her back to his study kicking and screaming......
"Please don't do this"
"Shut up bitch, you have enjoyed my hospitality; no it's my turn to enjoy yours."
With that he pulled her up and ripped of her clothes tearing her dress as he went. Roughly mauling her breasts as he ripped off her bra and flung it across the room. She tried to scream, hit, bite, and scratch, whatever she could do to get away. She had managed to bring her knee up and knee him in the balls, as he doubled over in pain, he would not let go of her. The next this Susan saw was a big fist coming towards her face.
She awoke thinking it was a bad dream, then realized that something was inside her and moving at a furious pace. She couldn't see or move. She was tied down to some type table on her stomach. She began to scream, a rough hand grabbed her by the back of the head lifted it up and slammed it back down on the table again.
Dazed but not completely out, she could do nothing but lay there and take it. Although his ministrations were having some effect on her, the situation was too surreal for her to get any enjoyment out of it.
"ooooohhhhh Fuck, its time. I am so close to cumming."
Matt pulled out of her pussy with a plop and then swung his 6in cock in her face....
"Swallow it.......or you'll regret it."
Susan had no doubt that Matt would keep his word; she shamefully opened her mouth and proceeded to suck his cock. It did bring some memories for Susan. Her husband would tie her down, blindfolded and get really rough on some occasions, always ending up with fucking his 8in cock into her throat.
"Ohhh....Fuck," Matt squealed as he blasted her throat with his cum.
Tears strolling down her face, "please let me go"
"I don't think so. I think I want to enjoy that pussy some more, hell its only 1 in the morning, we have plenty of time"
Suddenly, she herd a door crash open.
"Get the hell away from her you fuck"
"Who in the hell do you think you are"
Susan couldn't be sure, but it sounded like Scott. The shear violence of what she heard scared Susan. If it was Scott, is he ok. Can he get her out of this? Susan's mind was awash of emotions and thoughts, when she felt someone fall on her with a slump. Someone had fallen, and was probably not able to continue, tears welled up in her as she feared for her son.
"Mom, are you ok?" Scott asked as he undid her blindfold and untied her from the table.