Ted's Angel

My boyfriend Marcus and I had been going out since freshman year in high school and we’d been lovers since our sophomore prom. Our parents didn’t know about this of course, we were never allowed to sleep over and they thought we were saving ourselves for marriage. This suited us fine. We’d fuck in the afternoon when we were supposed to be doing homework, we’d fuck when we were supposed to be at the movies together and we’d fuck when we were at parties. All in all, we had a really good sex life, which was made even better when I managed to convince my aunt that my period pains were so bad that she thought it was better to put me on the pill.

I’d lived with my aunt since I was two and my parents died in a car crash and she was like a mom to me. Her first husband, Mick, had left when I was twelve and she’d met Howard who was the new minister at our church and a widow. They’d married within a year and all of a sudden I’d been the minister’s daughter. Every time I sucked Marcus off he laughed at the fact that he was being sucked off by the church princess and I think he really got off on that fact.

The spring of my senior year I started getting restless. Sex with Marcus was good, but he never wanted to try anything new and it started to bore me. Then Howard’s son Ted moved in. I hardly knew Ted. He was 10 years older than me and had been working in New York after college. Now he’d started a new job locally and was staying with us while his new house was being renovated. I soon noticed that he liked to look at me and started walking around the house without a bra under my t-shirt and I’d rub up against him, but for the past month he’d just smiled and not done anything and I was getting more and more frustrated.

One afternoon Marcus and I were in bed while my aunt was out shopping. All Marcus wanted to do was to dip his cock in my pussy and I told him it didn’t satisfy me anymore, I told him that I wanted to try new things. I showed him the hardcore porn magazines I’d gone through great trouble to buy and he just said it was sick and what we had was good enough. Good enough for him perhaps, but not for me. So I told him to get out. He quickly got into his clothes and ran out. I heard the door slam behind him and cursed. I looked at the pictures in the magazine and imagined it was me dressed in those slutty clothes, picking up horny men in bars and having them tie me up and fuck me in every possible way. I was so wet and horny that I moaned out loud.

I was caught by surprise when Ted appeared in the doorway, his eyes taking in my naked body.

“If you’re going to have wet dreams, do you mind keeping it down? I’m trying to read reports in the other room.”

“I didn’t know you were home,” I gasped.

“That’s obvious, or you wouldn’t have been so vocal with your boyfriend.”

“What did you hear?”

“I heard everything.”

I blushed. I didn’t know what to make of the situation. Ted was so matter of fact about it all and I felt as though I was dying.

“Are you serious?” he asked after a long pause, looking at my body.

“Serious about what?”

“Serious about what you said to your boyfriend. All that stuff about being tied up, about being fucked by more than one guy…”

“Absolutely,” I confessed.

“I might be able to help you,” he walked up to me and sat down next to me on the bed, stroking my breast.

“How can you help me?” I wondered.

“I know men who’d love to get their cocks into a teenage pussy. With the right contacts you could make a good living.”

“I’m not a whore!” I protested.

“And I’m not a pimp. But the guys I know would be more than happy to buy you nice things and take you to nice places in exchange for good sex. I don’t see anything wrong with that.”

When he put it like that, neither did I. “But what about mom and dad? They’re never going to let me out to meet these guys.”

Ted smiled at me. “I hear you’ve been struggling with your algebra. I’m moving into my house next week and I think they’d be happy to see me help you out with your schoolwork.”

I giggled at the thought and felt the wetness spread in my pussy at the thought of getting a mature lover who was as willing to try new things as I was. Ted’s hand cupped my breast and he kissed me, prying my lips apart with his tongue and ravishing my mouth.

“Of course,” he said as he pulled away from me. “I need to know the goods I’m selling.”

There was no doubting what he meant. “Then you’ll have to get your clothes off,” I told him.

It didn’t take him long to strip and I was pleasantly surprised to see that his big body was mostly muscle and hardly any fat at all. His cock was still only semi-erect, but the size showed promise. He leaned forward and bit my nipple so hard I cried out.

“What’s the matter slut?” he barked and slapped my ass real hard. He grabbed hold of my hair and forced me down on my knees. “Suck me!”

I could feel the heat where I’d been slapped and my pussy started dripping as I closed my lips around his dick. It was quickly growing hard inside my mouth. Ted grabbed hold of my head and shoved his cock deeper than I’d ever taken anyone before. I nearly gagged around me and he called me a slut again and told me to continue sucking. I felt so deprived and excited at the same time. This was what I’d been wanting to try and here I was, with a guy who was my de-facto big brother and he was filling my mouth with his meat.

He pulled out and pulled me up on my feet again. He pushed me across my desk and started smacking my ass, calling me a slut and a whore. I was so hot for him, I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn’t dare say anything. He told me not to move and walked out and soon came back again. He blindfolded me and tied my hands to a table leg. Then I felt him smack my ass hard and I cried out in ecstasy.

“What do you want?” he demanded to know.

“I want your cock,” I begged him.

“What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to fuck my hungry cunt!”

He didn’t wait any longer. He shoved his stiff meat into my wet canal and started pounding. It felt so good. I was moaning out loud as he kept thrusting himself inside me, burying himself deeper every time, his balls slamming into my clit. When I thought it couldn’t get any better he grabbed hold of my nipples. He pinched them hard between his fingers and pulled them in opposite directions. I couldn’t take it anymore and with a cry I felt my pussy contract hard around his cock as I came. I guess he also knew that we were short on time so he shot his load deep inside my hungry pussy.

Ted untied me and slapped me around playfully, making sure that none of my bruises would be visible. “You’re good Ange. I almost want to keep you for myself.”

“Why don’t you?” I challenged him, I could get used to fucking Ted.

“Because you will serve us both much better with the guy I have in mind for you.”

With those words he walked out of my room and shortly afterwards I heard his car pull out of the garage. I didn’t see Ted much more that week, I just knew that his furniture had been delivered and he was moving into his new house. On the Saturday morning I was having breakfast when Howard came into the kitchen.

“Angela, that was Ted on the phone. He says he’ll help you with your algebra if you go over to his place today. He also asked if you could do some filing for him. Pack an overnight bag, he’ll take you to church tomorrow morning if the filing takes too long.”

“But I had plans with Shelly!”

“I know, but you’re almost an adult now and you need to pass algebra to get into college. And if this filing works out Ted will be happy to offer you a summer job this year. That’ll be great for your resume.”

I was a bit annoyed with Ted for not telling me himself, but I realised that he was working in our favour when he went through Howard. I packed some things in a bag and set off, my pussy throbbing with excitement. I didn’t know what to expect. When I got to Ted’s place he was annoyed because I was late. He told me my outfit was in the guest bedroom and I had 10 minutes to change. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the sexy black lingerie he’d bought for me. The lace push-up bra made my tits look twice as big, the g-string panties didn’t leave anything to the imagination and the garter and stockings just made me feel really sexy. On top of the underwear went a short and tight dress that accentuated my bust and my ass and there were shoes with very high heels for me to step in.

When the 10 minutes were up Ted stepped in and inspected me with a smile. I could tell that he wanted to fuck me, but there was no time. We got into his car and drove to a hotel where we parked in the garage. We went straight on the elevator up to the penthouse suite. Ted let me in and told me he’d pick me up the next morning. I was all alone and went around the suite. It was so luxurious. There was a huge bed with masses of pillows. In the bathroom there was a tub for two and an enormous shower. On the terrace there was a loveseat and a Jacuzzi. I went back inside and into the sitting room and sat down on the big couch. I longed to dig my toes into the lush carpet, but I didn’t dare. I had butterflies in my stomach and I was sure I could smell my wet cunt.

All of a sudden the door opened and a man walked in. He looked to be around 40 with a Mediterranean coloring. I was almost as tall as him in my new shoes and smiled as he walked around me, inspecting me.

“So you’re Angela,” he stated with a New York accent. “Ted tells me I’ve got you till tomorrow morning.”

Having only been told by Ted to agree to anything this guy said I nodded and smiled. He walked around me and grabbed hold of my arms and pressed his lips against my neck. Before I knew what had hit me my dress was on the floor and I was once again being inspected.

“Nice. Very nice. Poor us some champagne.” The guy pointed towards the bar and I walked over there, knowing that his eyes were glued to my ass. I popped the champagne cork and poured to glasses and walked over to him. Having drunk his glass quicker than I’d managed half of mine he put our glasses to the side and once again took me in his arms. This time he pressed me against him and kissed me deeply. I could feel his bulge growing against me and couldn’t resist rubbing myself against it.

He slapped my ass. “You little whore! You can’t wait to be fucked! I love it!” He smiled at me and I took that as a sign to start undressing him. As I took his shirt off I revealed a thick mat of dark hair on his chest and I couldn’t resist running my hands through it. He chuckled in amusement and motioned for me to continue. I pulled his slacks off and then his boxers, revealing a stiff dick. It wasn’t very long, but it was thicker than anything I’d ever imagined. I must have gasped because he laughed out loud at my shock. I knew there was no turning back so I continued until he was completely naked.

“Take your bra off,” he commanded me. “Slowly.”

I reached back and unhooked it and then slowly revealed my tits. I only had b-cups, but they were pert and my nipples were engorged with excitement. I dropped the bra on the floor and stood in front of him.

“Take your panties off,” he commanded.

Again I moved slowly and pulled my panties down my stocking clad legs. I was naked apart from the garters, stockings and shoes. He moved towards me and ran a finger through my blonde, triangular bush.

“I like it trimmed,” he smiled and pushed his finger against my slit and slipped in. “And I like it wet.”

He slipped two fingers inside me and when he pulled them out he licked one himself and offered the other one to me. I sucked his finger in and licked my sweet juices off very slowly.

“Now my little slut, I want you to please me,” he said and sat back on the couch. I went to kneel in front of him and he slapped me. “Not yet! I want to see what you’ve got on offer first.”

I wasn’t sure I knew what he meant, but I sat down opposite to him and parted my legs. He nodded in approval and motioned me to continue. I used one hand to part my pussy lips and with the other hand I started finger fucking myself. I could see that I was doing something right because he nodded approvingly. I fucked myself faster and faster and I didn’t notice that he got up. Suddenly he slapped me again.

“Stop!” he told me and grabbed hold of my hair. “Suck!”

He forced me down and pushed himself across my lips and into my throat. I gagged repeatedly but it only seemed to increase his pleasure. He fucked my mouth fast and hard and I used my hands to stroke his balls. He kept saying my name so I was confident that I was doing something right. Then he pulled me up by my hair and took me into the bedroom. Out of nowhere he produced a pair of handcuffs and cuffed me to the head of the bed. He moved me into a doggie position and just as I was sure that he was going to ram my cunt I felt a cold squirt on my ass. He was lubing up my virgin ass!

“You’re going to love this,” he said and started penetrating me with that thick dick. I cried out but that didn’t stop him. He didn’t rest until he was deep inside my ass and he slapped me around a bit. Then he grabbed hold of my hips and started pumping my ass. I tried desperately to get comfortable, but between the handcuffs and his grip there was no way out. I bit my teeth together and then I felt him reach round and massage my clit. As he touched my clit I all of a sudden managed to relax and then the ass fucking wasn’t so bad. I was sure it’d take some getting used to before I enjoyed it, but by the time he came he had me panting hard as my clit was on fire.

He pulled out and left me lying on the bed when he took a shower and talked on the phone. A short while later he came back and lay down on his back, next to me. He told me to straddle his face, which I did and he started eating me. It was heaven. His tongue moved back and forth between my clit and my ass. He penetrated me with his tongue and seconds later he was nibbling at my clit. Despite my best efforts I couldn’t hold back and I found myself grinding my pussy against his face as I came. He lifted me down and placed me next to him and kissed me deeply, making me lap up every drip of pussy juices on his face and I loved it.

His hands were busy with my tits, pulling and kneading them and I was on fire again. His cock was rock hard and he told me to ride him. I cried out when his shaft entered my hungry cunt. It filled me completely and felt so good. I rode it fast and furiously, my tits were bouncing up and down when they weren’t locked in by his hands or teeth. I came so hard, trying to milk his cock, but he wasn’t ready yet. He pulled me off him and made me go down doggie style again. This time he shafted my cunt and I couldn’t believe how deep inside me he got. He pounded inside me deeper and faster than I ever thought possible. He pulled at my tits and slapped my ass. We were on fire. We were fucking each other’s brains out. My moans got louder and louder. Every time he slammed into me I heard the squish of his balls against my clit. I loved it. This was what sex was supposed to be like. This was what I’d been looking for. Shortly afterwards neither of us could take it any longer. I shrieked out loud and my pussy vibrated as it squeezed his cock harder than ever. With a slap and a loud groan he unloaded himself inside me.

As he pulled out I collapsed on the bed. I was drenched in sweat and so was he. He kissed me deeply and then he had another shower. I fell asleep with his cum still trickling out of my cunt and my ass.

I don’t know how long I was asleep for but I was woken up and taken to the bathroom. The tub was full and I was cuffed to the side. He sat down next to me and started washing me. He took great care, running the sponge with the scented oil over my tits and my cunt and my ass over and over and over. Then he showered it off and started again. I couldn’t believe how wet I was again, but he obviously knew the effect he’d have because he leaned over me and told me to get him hard with my tongue. It didn’t take long and then he placed my legs across his shoulders and fucked me in the bath. He squirted his milk all over my tits that time and then took great care in cleaning them, setting me on fire again.

I spent the whole evening and night cuffed to something. The only thing I was allowed to use was my mouth, my cunt or my ass. He was insatiable. When I thought I couldn’t cum ever again he found a new position and pumped into me for what seemed like hours until I orgasmed, which was quickly followed by his own satisfaction. The phone rang at 7 and he answered. After a few brief words he went into the shower. When he came out he ordered me to part my legs and he licked the length of my slit and uncuffed me. He told me to shower.

When I came out he was gone. On the table was a jewellery box with diamond earrings and a gold watch for me. There was also a credit card with my name on it and an envelope for Ted. I glanced inside it and gasped at the number on the check. Ted knocked on the door and I let him in. He’d brought my Sunday clothes. As I changed into my virginal dress Ted explained to me that the man I’d been with had been the highest bidder for me. He now owned me for the next year and as long as I pleased him he’d continue showering me with gifts and let me use the credit card as much as I wanted. There was no option of not pleasing him.

He’s bought me four years in a row and Ted owes his new mansion and luxury car to this deal (I’m sure he has other girls that he deals with too). I have a large penthouse in Manhattan, I’ve attended college and I have a wardrobe full of designer wear, a full bank account and a jewellery box fit for a queen. I’ve travelled all over the world and I’ve fucked whoever I’ve been told to fuck. I’ve had two, three and four men at once. I’ve had sex with women. I’ve done everything I fantasised about. Time is coming up to renew my contract. I’m getting too old for my lover, but he’s promised me a generous “divorce settlement”. I’ve had plenty of enquiries for my services, but I direct them all to Ted. He’s the only one who gets to sample me for free.