27-06-2019, 10:01 PM
"Sure thing, Christie. I'll get right on it."
The aroused manager sat back down in her office and waited for relief.
Just as the high college baseball star found the perfect costume to go with his mother's while showing off his skinnier but muscular body, he got a text from Olivia. Adam began to notice that for a while his fantasies revolved around his fellow high college senior, but recently she had faded into the background as his attention was solely on his mother. The text told him that he was required to turn the orange dildo on and leave it on until 5. He checked the time on his smart phone and saw that his mother's presentation was over and he wouldn't be breaking his part of the deal.
He tapped the button and immediately realized his costume had yet another connection to his mom. Adam held the transparent plastic packaging to a prisoner costume. It was an orange two-piece scrub set with the top half having stenciled font of an inmate number. He made sure to get a size below his normal clothes in order to make it tight against his body. Not that he was jacked, but he knew it would look sexy if he cut off the sleeves and cut a deep V-neck into the top to show off his developing muscle. Maybe she'll be interested in being satisfied by an another orange toy tonight, Adam cracked the bad joke to himself.
Little to her son's knowledge, Christie had closed the blinds to her office and was pleased that her vibrator had been activated. She sat in her seat with her eyes closed. Her business dress was pulled up to her waist so that when her fluids soaked through her panties they would go onto the leather chair instead of staining the back of her dress. The blonde mother gyrated her hips in her seat to slightly change the angles of the phallic shaped rubber to increase her stimulus.
While her pleasure progressed so did the scenario stuck in her head. She was on her knees sucking her son's erection as he stared at her exposed breasts. Then he grabbed her head and pulled it in tightly as he shot his load into her mouth. After he finished, he reached out and started massaging her titties before getting onto the ground with her and pushing her onto her back. She watched as her son slid her hot pants down her thighs and placed his head in between her legs as she could still taste his cum in her mouth. Right as Christie imagined his tongue flick her pussy lips she came in her office chair.
Simply not being able to take it anymore, the woman who was bound to the dare card removed the dildo from her vagina while she wiped off her chair with tissue. The orange toy had served its purpose. The bewildered mom couldn't think straight and couldn't understand what was going on in her own mind so she just gave up on trying to rationalize what just happened.
That day after college and costume shopping was no different for Adam. He stayed in his room all day to avoid an awkward conversation with his mom. He heard from his room his dad congratulating his mom on a great sales pitch. This gave the hopeful son some more promise that things would go like he had been idealizing. The only time Adam opened his door was to secretly watch Christie tiptoe out of the house carrying her bag; this time he knew what was in it.
It wasn't too long after his hot mother left her sleeping husband at home for Frank's sex party that it was time for Adam to meet Olivia in her car. This time his kinky classmate was wearing a slutty nurse costume. It was definitely both revealing and cliché.
"You are such an idiot!" Cried Olivia with laughter as Adam stepped into the car. He was taken back and didn't understand.
"What do you mean?" He asked in a naïve tone.
"You realize that you just walked through other people's yards in the dark in a prison uniform, right?"
Adam started cracking up as well of what other people would have thought if they saw him. He also was angry with himself because he realized that if he were seen he could've had the cops called on him and jeopardized getting to the party on time or even at all while he tried to explain why he was running through people's property.
Olivia and Adam drove off to the party.
The teenager in the prison costume was jittery as he walked towards the large wooden front door. Olivia knocked in the correct way while Adam took a mental note of it for next time. The door swung open and the party was well underway. The man taking down their names was a different man than last time. This man was just an employee at Frank's firm and not the game host who turned out to be Frank's personal accountant.
The first thing Adam did was he found Frank, who was dressed in an expensive-looking pirate costume, and thanked him for letting him come again. After the customary greetings Adam went off to explore the house to find the cop of his dreams.
Exploring throughout the large home, Adam spotted many slutty cats, slutty superheroes, naughty nuns, bad angels, and hot nurses, but he could not find the blonde cop. It soon became apparent in a disappointed Adam's mind that his mom likely got cold feet about her side of the deal and left the party early or maybe didn't even show up at all.
The reality though was that Christie was in the process of executing her plan to fulfill her side of the agreement. The seductive cop had convinced Frank's accountant to leave his post at the door for a little bit and follow her into the currently abandoned pool house. Not that any man would have needed much convincing with the way the blonde knockout was dressed.
"So what exactly do you want from me?" The curious man asked in a nasally voice and Christie removed her aviator sunglasses.
Trying to use the same cute, seductive voice and batting eyes that used to get her husband to do chores around the house, Christie asked, "If you could make sure that water tube is in the front row that would make me sooo happy."
The average-heighted but scrawny accountant in a rather appropriate Star Trek costume considered the request. "I mean yeah, if it means that much to you then sure."
The attractive cop was giddy and the scrawny Captain Kirk was rewarded by seeing her tits wiggle in her blue top that barely held them within.
"So is that all?" He was eager to help her more and keep her attention.
"Well, actually, there is one more thing..." The stunning vision held up her index finger.
"What's that?"
"When you are picking the water polo balls could you make sure that 'Adam S.' gets picked first?"
The accountant was almost offended that the woman before him was asking him to cheat for her and risk losing Frank's trust.
"No! I can't do that. If you want to blow that guy that badly just do it during free play. I don't think I could even do that!"
Concerned by his initial answer, Christie tried to calm his disposition. "Believe me, this just needs to happen. All you would have to do is after the balls have the named taped on them, put Adam S.'s on top in the corner of the bin closest to you and act like you randomly picked it first. Frank would never know." She was almost pouting as she asked. She leaned forward slightly to reveal even more of her large cleavage in hopes that it would make it harder for the man to deny her request.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Christie flashed her teeth and thanked the guy for what he was doing. But the accountant was a smart man and he dampened the celebration.
However, I'll need something in return," he stated with hesitant tone. It was obvious he was not a confident man, just a logical one.
For a moment it seemed Christie had what she needed very easily. It then became clear that she was going to have to do what she thought she'd have to do anyway. The sexy blonde didn't feel like playing games so she cut right to the chase. She saw the man in the replica tunic make love to her chest with his eyes so she reached out and grabbed the man's nervous hands in hers and then slid them under her light blue shirt, which was also acting as her bra.
An expression of astonishment struck the scrawny man's face as he realized the female was just as aware of his attentions as he was and was a willing participant in them. Her breasts felt amazing in his hands.
"How about I let you fuck these?" The gifted woman sighed.
He stammered, "Uh...um...uh..." All he could do is stare at Christie's perfect breasts and decided it was time to try something he never had before. The nasally voice then blurted out, "I can put it in between your tits?" It was a rhetorical question because Christie could only give one answer in order to get what she wanted out of him.
The security officerwoman nudged the blackmailing man over to a white plastic chair and he sat down.
"Take off your pants," emotionlessly commanded Christie.
With her order swiftly obeyed, the busty office manager tilted her head down and spit multiple times on her breasts in lieu of lubricant. While keeping her knotted shirt on she crawled in between the man's trembling legs, lifted up her rack, and lowered it around his smaller penis. The pink head of the man in Star Trek garb wasn't high enough to make it all the way through Christie's cleavage but he enjoyed thrusting into it.
It didn't take long for his eyes to squint. He jerked his head back and his dirty-blonde wig fell off, revealing his bald spot. The man looked down at the woman and saw over her head and could see her round ass pressed against her heels.
While trying to delay his orgasm the man desperately asked, "Can I finish in your ass?"
"No!" Christie exclaimed with a disgusted look. "This was the deal we made."
Not to be denied, the smart man replied through his groaning, "I'll deflate Adam's ball a little so it probably wouldn't bounce off your tube if he hits it!"
The aroused manager sat back down in her office and waited for relief.
Just as the high college baseball star found the perfect costume to go with his mother's while showing off his skinnier but muscular body, he got a text from Olivia. Adam began to notice that for a while his fantasies revolved around his fellow high college senior, but recently she had faded into the background as his attention was solely on his mother. The text told him that he was required to turn the orange dildo on and leave it on until 5. He checked the time on his smart phone and saw that his mother's presentation was over and he wouldn't be breaking his part of the deal.
He tapped the button and immediately realized his costume had yet another connection to his mom. Adam held the transparent plastic packaging to a prisoner costume. It was an orange two-piece scrub set with the top half having stenciled font of an inmate number. He made sure to get a size below his normal clothes in order to make it tight against his body. Not that he was jacked, but he knew it would look sexy if he cut off the sleeves and cut a deep V-neck into the top to show off his developing muscle. Maybe she'll be interested in being satisfied by an another orange toy tonight, Adam cracked the bad joke to himself.
Little to her son's knowledge, Christie had closed the blinds to her office and was pleased that her vibrator had been activated. She sat in her seat with her eyes closed. Her business dress was pulled up to her waist so that when her fluids soaked through her panties they would go onto the leather chair instead of staining the back of her dress. The blonde mother gyrated her hips in her seat to slightly change the angles of the phallic shaped rubber to increase her stimulus.
While her pleasure progressed so did the scenario stuck in her head. She was on her knees sucking her son's erection as he stared at her exposed breasts. Then he grabbed her head and pulled it in tightly as he shot his load into her mouth. After he finished, he reached out and started massaging her titties before getting onto the ground with her and pushing her onto her back. She watched as her son slid her hot pants down her thighs and placed his head in between her legs as she could still taste his cum in her mouth. Right as Christie imagined his tongue flick her pussy lips she came in her office chair.
Simply not being able to take it anymore, the woman who was bound to the dare card removed the dildo from her vagina while she wiped off her chair with tissue. The orange toy had served its purpose. The bewildered mom couldn't think straight and couldn't understand what was going on in her own mind so she just gave up on trying to rationalize what just happened.
That day after college and costume shopping was no different for Adam. He stayed in his room all day to avoid an awkward conversation with his mom. He heard from his room his dad congratulating his mom on a great sales pitch. This gave the hopeful son some more promise that things would go like he had been idealizing. The only time Adam opened his door was to secretly watch Christie tiptoe out of the house carrying her bag; this time he knew what was in it.
It wasn't too long after his hot mother left her sleeping husband at home for Frank's sex party that it was time for Adam to meet Olivia in her car. This time his kinky classmate was wearing a slutty nurse costume. It was definitely both revealing and cliché.
"You are such an idiot!" Cried Olivia with laughter as Adam stepped into the car. He was taken back and didn't understand.
"What do you mean?" He asked in a naïve tone.
"You realize that you just walked through other people's yards in the dark in a prison uniform, right?"
Adam started cracking up as well of what other people would have thought if they saw him. He also was angry with himself because he realized that if he were seen he could've had the cops called on him and jeopardized getting to the party on time or even at all while he tried to explain why he was running through people's property.
Olivia and Adam drove off to the party.
The teenager in the prison costume was jittery as he walked towards the large wooden front door. Olivia knocked in the correct way while Adam took a mental note of it for next time. The door swung open and the party was well underway. The man taking down their names was a different man than last time. This man was just an employee at Frank's firm and not the game host who turned out to be Frank's personal accountant.
The first thing Adam did was he found Frank, who was dressed in an expensive-looking pirate costume, and thanked him for letting him come again. After the customary greetings Adam went off to explore the house to find the cop of his dreams.
Exploring throughout the large home, Adam spotted many slutty cats, slutty superheroes, naughty nuns, bad angels, and hot nurses, but he could not find the blonde cop. It soon became apparent in a disappointed Adam's mind that his mom likely got cold feet about her side of the deal and left the party early or maybe didn't even show up at all.
The reality though was that Christie was in the process of executing her plan to fulfill her side of the agreement. The seductive cop had convinced Frank's accountant to leave his post at the door for a little bit and follow her into the currently abandoned pool house. Not that any man would have needed much convincing with the way the blonde knockout was dressed.
"So what exactly do you want from me?" The curious man asked in a nasally voice and Christie removed her aviator sunglasses.
Trying to use the same cute, seductive voice and batting eyes that used to get her husband to do chores around the house, Christie asked, "If you could make sure that water tube is in the front row that would make me sooo happy."
The average-heighted but scrawny accountant in a rather appropriate Star Trek costume considered the request. "I mean yeah, if it means that much to you then sure."
The attractive cop was giddy and the scrawny Captain Kirk was rewarded by seeing her tits wiggle in her blue top that barely held them within.
"So is that all?" He was eager to help her more and keep her attention.
"Well, actually, there is one more thing..." The stunning vision held up her index finger.
"What's that?"
"When you are picking the water polo balls could you make sure that 'Adam S.' gets picked first?"
The accountant was almost offended that the woman before him was asking him to cheat for her and risk losing Frank's trust.
"No! I can't do that. If you want to blow that guy that badly just do it during free play. I don't think I could even do that!"
Concerned by his initial answer, Christie tried to calm his disposition. "Believe me, this just needs to happen. All you would have to do is after the balls have the named taped on them, put Adam S.'s on top in the corner of the bin closest to you and act like you randomly picked it first. Frank would never know." She was almost pouting as she asked. She leaned forward slightly to reveal even more of her large cleavage in hopes that it would make it harder for the man to deny her request.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Christie flashed her teeth and thanked the guy for what he was doing. But the accountant was a smart man and he dampened the celebration.
However, I'll need something in return," he stated with hesitant tone. It was obvious he was not a confident man, just a logical one.
For a moment it seemed Christie had what she needed very easily. It then became clear that she was going to have to do what she thought she'd have to do anyway. The sexy blonde didn't feel like playing games so she cut right to the chase. She saw the man in the replica tunic make love to her chest with his eyes so she reached out and grabbed the man's nervous hands in hers and then slid them under her light blue shirt, which was also acting as her bra.
An expression of astonishment struck the scrawny man's face as he realized the female was just as aware of his attentions as he was and was a willing participant in them. Her breasts felt amazing in his hands.
"How about I let you fuck these?" The gifted woman sighed.
He stammered, "Uh...um...uh..." All he could do is stare at Christie's perfect breasts and decided it was time to try something he never had before. The nasally voice then blurted out, "I can put it in between your tits?" It was a rhetorical question because Christie could only give one answer in order to get what she wanted out of him.
The security officerwoman nudged the blackmailing man over to a white plastic chair and he sat down.
"Take off your pants," emotionlessly commanded Christie.
With her order swiftly obeyed, the busty office manager tilted her head down and spit multiple times on her breasts in lieu of lubricant. While keeping her knotted shirt on she crawled in between the man's trembling legs, lifted up her rack, and lowered it around his smaller penis. The pink head of the man in Star Trek garb wasn't high enough to make it all the way through Christie's cleavage but he enjoyed thrusting into it.
It didn't take long for his eyes to squint. He jerked his head back and his dirty-blonde wig fell off, revealing his bald spot. The man looked down at the woman and saw over her head and could see her round ass pressed against her heels.
While trying to delay his orgasm the man desperately asked, "Can I finish in your ass?"
"No!" Christie exclaimed with a disgusted look. "This was the deal we made."
Not to be denied, the smart man replied through his groaning, "I'll deflate Adam's ball a little so it probably wouldn't bounce off your tube if he hits it!"
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