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“Susan”

All of her life Sally manipulated men, even as a little girl. Maybe there’d be a way to use that talent now. Her life was hanging in the balance. Expecting him to rescue her, she’d bought her husband into the equation too. Their captors would probably murder him as soon as they obtained the money; spend a little time toying with their pretty redhead, then dispose of her also. She’d try to bargain for him too, of course, but isn’t every person’s first instinct towards self survival?

***

She’d been pretty all her life, long legged, a cute little fanny, long red curls, freckled just right, and blue green eyes that boldly appraised. She projected a definitely noticeable sexual aura at an age far younger than a girl should even identify she had that kind of power over men. It seems older ones especially would fall under her prepubescent spell. Sally, wearing a pretty little dress, would climb onto his lap and sit there cuddling and looking up.

He’d never be abrupt with her, that man smitten with her red curls and mystery green eyes. Sometimes, when the young girl sensed she had ‘big man’ securely under her spell, she’d sit all wiggly, her knees dangling and swinging to and fro.

He’d have a funny look on his face and she’d feel hardness in his lap she couldn’t explain. With wisdom stretching beyond what youthful innocence would dictate, Sally knew this man’s reactions had something to do with her being so young and pretty.

‘Advanced’ sex education began when she was beginning to get unexplainable ‘feelings’ for boys. She couldn’t remember how old she’d been back then, but it was a while after her periods started. Who could she talk over these things with? Not her mom, she didn’t talk about such things with her. It was one of her friends who helped ‘see the light’. The girl was older than she was, but not all that much so.

“It’s true Sally, I wouldn’t lie to you. The neighbor man, the one who drives a big truck and lives right across from me, he and I have been doing ‘IT’ for months now.”

Sally, of course, can’t believe what she’s hearing.

“It’s true, I swear it is. ‘Bob’ comes home from one of his long hauls, and, when he takes his semi out to get it washed, I go along. It’s got a bed in it, a microwave to cook on, and all kinds of stuff.”

“Yeah, the first time, I was standing in his driveway looking at that shiny new truck and he asks me if I’d like a ‘tour’. That’s how it all started.”

She goes on to say how she was acting a whole lot more grown up than she was, lied about her age and stuff like that.

“Sure,” I tell him. “I’ve been dating lots of boys.” He asks me if I ever ‘made out’ in a truck. That’s what started the whole thing. I guess he figured maybe I wasn’t old enough for what we both had in mind because he sure looked around plenty before he had me climb up and hide in the sleeper. Supposedly we were taking that truck out to be washed, that’s what he said he told his old lady. Bet he didn’t tell her he had a pretty, blonde teenaged girl hiding up in the sleeper, planning to drive her out in the woods and play ‘grownup’ with her.

Tricia went on to explain how it hurt ‘awful’ at first. Bob had been a little upset because she’d lied about being ‘experienced’. But, when she’d started crying, he began kissing and comforting her and forgot all about how young and untried she actually was. They did it again right afterwards, the first time and then again after that. The second time was ‘super’.

“You’ll love it Suz, doing it with a grown up man like Bob. You’ll be a woman then, after you get done fucking.”

The second time they did IT; Bob’s big ‘thing’ went in real easy and didn’t hurt at all. It felt real good to him too; he told her that’s why he was able to do it again so soon after the first time. He was big, bigger down there than she thought a man could be. She’d seen boys undressed before, but nothing like him.

The girls were giggling then in their comparisons. Sally had a boy friend too, but nothing like the one Tricia was describing. And, the stuff Tricia said they were doing…a boy putting put his ‘thing’ there? It was hard to imagine letting her boyfriend kiss her, let alone ‘that’. Maybe it was more possible because the older girl was dating a much older male, a married man instead of a high school student.

“That’s the absolute truth, Sally, Bob’s thing gets so big before we start doing IT, I can’t even get my hand half way around it. His penis, that’s what he calls it, it’s real long too, much more so than either of my brothers. Of course they’re still boys and he’s a man, almost as old as Daddy.”

She giggles,

“Daddy’s probably is as big as Bob’s. He’s real handsome too. Maybe he wouldn’t treat me like such a little girl if I was to show him how much of a woman I’ve turned out to be.”

She went on to say Bob’s wife was a lot like her own Mom, nearly the same age, real heavy and lets herself go. She doesn’t wear makeup and obviously never takes care of her hair.

“If Bob got so turned on with me, I’ll bet any man his age would be the same, appreciate some girl, pretty and with a good figure, even my own Daddy.”

Sally agreed, although even considering having sex with a girl’s own father was shocking to her. Probably Tricia was just exaggerating about that, although doing ‘IT with a neighbor, a married man obviously had possibilities.

Tricia’s first sexual experience was certainly enlightening. Aware of her own male attracting qualities, Sally listened to her friend’s vivid accounting of giving up her virginity, mesmerized with the possibilities this newfound knowledge might bring.

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ANIMAL SEX

Horse cock, that’s what was going through her mind while she was experiencing the Beast. Same as that Donkey film, that one she thought was so awful.

“Oh my God, how can such a little girl do it with a pony?”

Well, she hadn’t gotten that right. The animal humping that little oriental girl was a donkey, not a horse. Her objection to a girl doing it with an animal didn’t stop wifey from having an orgasm, though, watching that Oriental girl in the barn lying on those hay bales.

Those men had led that donkey up to her. She could hardly get that donkey dong between her lips to suck it hard. Donkey was braying now. No doubt in the watcher’s minds about what was in his mind, what the bristly animal was wanting from that naked oriental lying naked on the bed of hay.

It had been a sexy thing to watch, that girl being naturally very tiny, smiling as she reached up under that animal and took his big thing in hand. Those men with her had helped position everything so her neatly trimmed pussy was hanging over the edge of those bales. There were a couple of folded horse blankets to get everything to just the right height.

She laying on her back and the donkey standing over her, it was obvious the animal had done this before because as soon as the girl opened her legs real wide, he’d moved in and started humping.

It was almost unbelievable the way that donkey dong disappeared into what was such a tiny wisp of a girl; those Filipino’s being tiny to begin with. Course, once the braying animal felt that female heat closing around his penis, he pushed real hard and all at once they were joined together, girl and donkey. She’d winced at first, but, after a while of him braying and pumping it to her; she’d obviously started enjoying it too, just like his wife probably was enjoying that donkey dong she was having right now. Of course hers was attached to a man, even if he resembled an animal more.

She’d been sluttish then, his wife had, just like she was now. Lying cuddled in his arms, reveling after such an intense orgasm, she’d talked about what they’d just watched.

“Brian,” she said, interrupting the silence after their breathing returned to normal. “Do you think such a thing is possible, a girl doing it with a horse like that?”

“It was a donkey, honey, not a horse.” And, he’d answered her question. “I suppose a girl could, but it’d be illegal as hell.”

She was still asking him questions. He didn’t think she was serious, but the movie had sure as hell made an impression.

“No, I don’t suppose a person could go to the Philippines and find a donkey like that now. It’d even be illegal to make a movie like that these days, or even own one. This is an old copy, though, made before they got so touchy about things like that.”

And, Sally played with and sucked Brian until he got hard again. Putting a couple of pillows under her hips, she’d looked at him and pulled him over on top.

“You’re my donkey. I want you to fuck me.”

And Brian, accommodating his woman as best as he could, made braying noises, “heehaw” thrusting as deep and hard as he could, “heehaw” “heehaw”

***

What an imagination his wife had, the fantasies she made her husband act out.

There were the dogs, the Mastiff.

“You’ve had your steak, doggie. Now you’re supposed to be good to your mama and fuck her.

Sally had gotten down on the dining room floor on her hands and knees. She was wet and receptive even before Brian licked his ‘bitch’ a few times to get her ready. He mounted her from the rear.

“Growl” “Growl”

“Ah, nice doggie, good doggie, come give your mama your big bone.”

As she, on her hands and knees, would look back over her right shoulder, her red curls in disarray, green eyes glazed over, Brian was sure in her mind’s eye she was seeing that big dog fucking her. Not her husband helping his wife live out a fantasy, but the neighbor dog lured into the house with the promise of a steak and now about to fuck the pretty redhead as payback for her generosity.

The one with the huge penis and heavy balls hanging between his legs, the one she’d watch with such a hungry look when it was running around the neighborhood. He’d have his front legs wrapped around her middle, his hind end humping into her as close as he could be. It’d be bumping and prodding, so close to her lusting vagina, but a big male dog doesn’t have a hand to place his penis in just the right place.

It’d be Sally who’d be so sexy she’d reach back. Taking that sticky doggie penis, she’d place it at just the right place. She’d push back into the now furious humping that was taking place up into her.

“Oh, you’ve found me. Fuck me doggie, do me.”

Brian, his body draped over his wife’s and humping the way he imagined a big dog would, he’d growl and dig his fingernails into the tender parts of her curvaceous sides when it was obvious she was approaching orgasm. That’s the way it’d be with a dog like that, wouldn’t it, the animal, it’s toenails digging into her sides while he pumped his animal penis as deep and hard into her as he could?

“Ah, cumm, you’re making your mama cumm. Nice doggie. Good doggie.”

***

And, King Kong, they’d watched the old flick. Sally didn’t make Brian climb any towers, ‘Empire’ or otherwise. Thank heavens for that.

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“SALLY”

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She slipped into his office for their usual morning ‘chat’ one eventful day, the one their entire relationship did its flip-flop. Lovely in some cute little skirt, a sweater that showed off her breasts perfectly, she was always wearing something he’d never seen before. Short skirt, small cleavage, lovely legs, petite young thing looked so pert and helpless sitting there. His heart went out to her. He could tell right off something was wrong. Her face showed an attempt at concealing a bruise, her eyes red and teary.

“You’ve been crying, haven’t you honey,” he’d said softly, coming out from around that barrier, the big, oaken desk.

Almost running into the security of Brian’s open arms, she’d started openly sobbing then. Big tears were running down the crook of his neck, her hair dampened, her sweet smell overpowering him. He was embarrassed at his erection, afraid she might read something into it other than the overwhelming protectiveness he was feeling now. But the more he tried to turn slightly so she wouldn’t be aware of the effect her femininity was having on yet another no good bastard, the more Susan seemed to push herself tighter into his arms.

“Oh Brian, I know I shouldn’t be doing this, leaning on you this way, but I just can’t seem to help myself. I know you’re married, probably even happily so, even though you never talk much about your Sally. She’s so lucky having a man like you. Why can’t I find one who I admire the same, who’ll make me feel safe and secure like you do?”

He felt like such a cad, setting up this sweet little thing like he was about to do now. But, why was he feeling so elated too, like a fat man savoring a delectable piece of apple pie with ice cream melting down the sides? It was scripting out, he couldn’t have thought of a better opportunity if he’d planned it himself.

“It’s okay honey. I feel the same about you. I know how it appears to people who observe my wife and me out in public. ‘Such a nice couple’, that’s what they think. I don’t talk about it, a marriage that is practically in shambles, yet we stay together for appearance’s sake. I wouldn’t dare share with you the feelings I have for a lovely girl like you.”

Tears still running down her streaked face, Susan’s looking up to him. Brian’s still close, his hardness pushing out towards her pubescent, youthful curves. But, bless her, like the innocent girl she is, Susan didn’t seem to notice or think there was anything evil about the heated happenings occurring right that instant. Her perfume, the scent of her is overwhelming. He’s strengthened, encouraged by her attentiveness to his ‘confession’.

“You’d just think I was another man bored with his marriage, rather than the way it really is. For all practical purposes my wife and I might as well be strangers in different worlds, condemned to a life without the kind of love and affection a man and woman in love share. I see someone alive and vibrant like you, and my heart aches for what I know I can never have--something we’ll never be able to share.”

Damn, it sounded so mushy and insincere, that little confession of his. He’d remember saying something like that to the girl who held this job before this one came along She’d been young and pretty too, a man who’d worked his way up in his profession was entitled to some ‘benny’s’ besides the money kind, wasn’t he?

But, the other one had been a little older, married, but that didn’t stop either one of them, at least early on when she’d been ready for something new too. Her conscience got to bothering later on, though. A steady diet of screwing the boss during their sneak away lunches and out of town business conferences, and then going home to do the same with hubby got to be too much for the prissy little bitch. Oh well, he’d been ready for a change anyway.

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Everything he told this new prospect had been the truth. He did ache for Susan; his hard-on became a perpetual erection that popped up every time his thoughts focused on her. Of course he hadn’t told her the extent of his ‘feelings’. A ‘nice girl’, one like her, might wonder why her Boss would feel so ‘emotional’ over another when he had a wife at home, even if there marriage was a so called, ‘shambles’.

So, Brian bode his time, sleepless nights, and yearning days spent lusting for something seemingly unobtainable, encouraged by the little enticements his little ‘minx’ was giving, yet recognizing the futility of it all. And then, when opportunity finally presented itself, with the cunningness of a fox stalking a mouse, he’d set his trap. When Susan showed up at his office door all hurt and broken, he’d stepped out from behind that big, oaken desk and closed the distance between them.

Susan hadn’t backed off the slightest either. Holding her extra close like he was, she leaned in even closer. Paternal or sibling, neither term would have described their relationship, at least from that moment on. The scent of her feline femininity was overwhelming. Was it just an accident, how the back of her hand slightly brushed his erection? An innocent contact to the bulge at the front of his suit pants as she reached up between them to brush back a lock of her golden hair? Was that all it really had been?

Was this girl as innocent as she seemed, or was she ‘testing the waters’, finding out if he was as hooked as she’d intended? How could Susan have been so naïve as not to have been aware of her boss’s constant ‘condition’ every time this most lovely of females was anywhere’s near him.

He’d made sure never to ‘blow his cover’. The fox mustn’t frighten away his quarry with quick or sudden moves before his trap is sprung and his ‘victim’ safely in his clutches. So, although his eyes and voice, his mannerisms were tender and purposely seductive, his words would be interpreted by more innocently inclined persons as businesslike and sincere.

“You’ve been under a lot of stress, Susan, learning your new job here. And, to top it all off, there’s a guy in your personal life who doesn’t know how to appreciate a sweet girl like you.”

He reached under those loose, blonde, trusses, his hand tenderly caressing her cheek, the one that ass hole had reddened. With their faces so close together, she looking at him all submissive and yielding, it would have been easy to kiss her right then.

And, he did, right on the lips. Soft, delicate parting, sweet breath while hungry bodies fused together, Brian hadn’t attempted to conceal his erection this time. And Susan had pushed herself in even tighter against him. God, with those proportionately long legs and high heels, everything was just at the right height. If there hadn’t been clothing between the two of them they’d have been doing IT without any conscious effort at all. Adam and Eve, they’d have conceived right then and there.

In that brief flash of fire and brimstone, it was all he could do to fight back the impulse to bury his tongue in her lovely mouth, move his hands under her skirt to that trim, panty-clad bottom, forcing her vibrant body even tighter against his.

Susan was bothered plenty by the exchange too, her face flushed, her sky blue eyes racked with emotions he’d never witnessed before. Taking moments to compose themselves, he tried to exhibit at least a semblance of Boss talking to employee.

“We’re going to get you away from all this, solve your problems once and for all. Just leave the details to ‘ol doc’ and you will be transformed into a new person. You’ll be safe in a hideaway for two with a man who’s willing to do whatever it takes to make life more bearable for a girl who deserves better than what you’re getting.”

Of course she’s all for his plan except a little hesitant about getting them both into trouble, sneaking away in the middle of the day.

“He laughed, “I’m the boss, sweetheart. If someone tells on us, I’ll fire the nosy tattletale.”

Brian is cleaver enough to keep his true motives under wraps. The boss helping out his poor, dejected little assistant is fine. To wine and dine the little doll and then fuck her silly was not, at least not in her eyes. Still, she’s just so damned sweet and honest he doesn’t want her opting out of his proposal, thinking they’re taking advantage of the company by playing hooky or something.

“The company owes us a lunch for all the extra work we do around here. Maybe over a quiche and a glass of Champaign or two, we can lay out a plan for you to get free from this jerk who’s giving you so much trouble. A beautiful girl like you should be able to have any man she wants, not some bum like that character you have now.”

And, in his arms, their faces only inches apart, she’d looked into his eyes, such a helpless little thing, her body nestled into his. God, she must feel it, that erection of his she’s curled into so nice.

“I don’t want ‘just anyone’; it has to be someone who I really admire,” The hidden conclusion to that statement was in her eyes and body language, “someone like you.” Of course that part remained unsaid. Susan was too nice a girl to go after a married man.

He’d kissed her again. It was different this time, not a brief meeting of closed lips like before. Ah, such a sweet little mouth. It was a gentle little touch of bittersweet, requiring every bit of strength he possessed not to force her lovely mouth open and ravish her on the spot. Strangely enough, his ‘nice girl’, the one who needed to be handled with care and finesse, was wishing he’d do exactly what he was wishing for… and more……

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The desk, the huge oaken barrier Boss man liked to hide behind. Maybe it would work out like at her last job. Her preceptor there, a man older even than Brian, had fucked her on his huge piece of office furniture. Of course she’d used her feminine whiles to lure him out from behind his secure little piece of space.

Just like with this man, it started with a kiss. Crying, seeking solace from her rotten love life with a man who shouldn’t be even thinking about such things as whom she was doing or who she wasn’t. He’d started to give her a sympathetic peck on the cheek too. She’d turned her face head-on, and, with open mouth she’d found his tongue. That was the start of something really wild.

For a man his age, he’d certainly been athletic. He’d picked her up, and among all that paper work, had reached under that almost too short skirt, pulled down her panties, and put his erection way up in her sweet young body. He was into her so quick she’d even forgotten to put up her pretend ‘resistance’.

As long as it lasted, Susan’s job at that company took on a whole different meaning. Her love life had too. She hadn’t given up that boyfriend she’d been bitching to her boss about, the one who slapped her around from time to time. The one who was so jealous he watched her every move—what he could see of it, he did. What went on at the ‘office’, behind closed doors….well now; let’s just say that was for her to know and him to find out. If he wanted his ‘girlfriend’ to keep providing a roof over both of their heads, Mr. Jealous would just have to trust her fidelity…or lack thereof, now wouldn’t he?

***

This kiss, Brian’s, was enough to tell her she was about to snare herself a brand new ‘victim’. She’d be coy about it this time, though. She, taken by the power of her mentor in her last position, went along with him using his desk as a place to ‘despoil’ his supposedly innocently naive young protégé. Too many times of that and you could predict with almost certainty some ‘higher-up’ would stumble onto two lovers entwined in one of their early morning ‘conferences’.

She’d blush recalling that moment of discovery. Her boss’s father-in-law was Senior Partner in the Corporation. Imagine opening the office door to his daughter’s husband giving ‘advanced’ lessons to his new assistant. Pants down around his ankles, bare ass showing, the son-of-a-bitch was shoving his meat in and out of that cute little blonde trainee. It’s a good thing her boss back there had married into his position or he’d have been let go instead of or right along with his little ‘friend’. Tranquility had prevailed over justice, though. The ‘powers that be’ found the girl a comparable job with an associated firm and let her ‘superior’ retain the job he’d married into.

So, with lessons from the past fresh in her memory, Sally kept her passions mostly under control when she turned her face to receive her newest boss Brian’s consolatory kiss. She was aware of his erection as he’d pushed even closer to her, but she hadn’t reached down to fondle through his trousers like she had with her earlier one. If he’d have put his hands around her trim waist to deposit her on the desk, she’d have whispered a gentle denial.

“Oh no, Brian, not here, we can’t do anything here. I want you, but it’ll have to be someplace else.”

But that preplanning hadn’t proved necessary. Her new boss had too much class to get caught in a compromising situation with some new little office worker. Still, she was curious about their proposed ‘get away together time’. Susan might be young, but she knew she had this one on the string. That supposedly accidental brush of her hand where his pants were rumpled told her plenty. A man doesn’t get a hard-on when he’s thinking in fatherly terms about a girl young enough to be his daughter.

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