1. Backfired


    Date: 10/12/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories

    him. It was then that the man gave the briefest of nods, and at that moment Big Dick read in Phil’s eyes just how much he wanted to see this, even if he didn’t realise it himself. He was just making sure he was seen and heard to protest. Big Dick bunched his fist. Phil had a point; better make it look real enough. “Got anything more to say?” he said. “Or are you keen on keeping your teeth?” “Don’t!” Emma said. Big Dick turned. “What’s that now?” “Don’t hurt him!” Big Dick walked slowly back to the couch, stopping within kicking distance. “Are you going to be a good girl then?” Emma nodded. “Say it!” Big Dick shouted. “Are you going to be a good girl?” “Yes,” Emma said, eyes blazing. “I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t hurt my husband.” This brought a smile to Big Dick’s face. “So what do you think I want?” he asked. “You tell me,” Emma replied. Big Dick stepped forward. Emma really did seem to be subdued now, her legs remained still and he could easily bend forward and grab hold of her ankles. Everything was tension as he pushed her legs up. You could have heard a pin drop if it hadn’t been for the sound of five people breathing heavily. Big Duck muscled his way in between Emma’s legs. Staring straight into her eyes he pulled her skirt up. Then he grabbed hold of her tights and ripped the crotch out of them. “You’ve ruined an expensive pair of tights, you sod,” Emma told him. “What of it?” Big Dick replied. His hands were already on her panties, pulling, ripping to expose ...
    the woman’s private parts. “Who wants to get her ready?” he asked. Winston, who was holding the woman’s right side, reached out a hand to touch her cunt. “Don’t pussyfoot around,” Big Dick told him. “From the look of her I’d say she has wet dreams about black cock.” Winston grinned. “My pleasure,” he said. Emma made a sudden move, a lurch of resistance, and Winston was forced to concentrate on pushing her back. “You really want me to thump your husband?” Big Dick asked. He stomped towards Phil, only to pass the chair before turning around. Emma’s sudden burst of defiance had subsided. Big Dick shrugged off his jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt. “What are you waiting for?” he said to Winston. “Get stuck into her. Amuse her bush with a bit of black cock.” Winston fumbled with his fly, managing to move round between Emma’s thighs while Danny remained pushing down on her, in case she tried anything on. Big Dick continued to strip. He was down to his underpants when Emma began to scream. “What’s the matter?” he said calmly. “Doesn’t black cock agree with you? I thought you’d be just the type.” Emma was staring straight at him. “You fucking bastards!” she shouted. “You evil fucking bastards!” “No argument there,” Big Dick stated, pulling off his underpants. His mammoth erection, which he liked to think was almost legendary among married yet unfulfilled women, was already ready for action. He was enjoying the way Emma was eyeing it as Winston’s arse humped between her thighs. ...
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