Chapter 4
While the screams of Beverly's orgasm filled her bedroom, Lynn Wallen sat sipping wine in an expensive restaurant. Mark Howard sat across the table. The sexy young woman was pleased that Mark had called her for dinner during the day.
"The food is delicious," Lynn said, lifting a forkful of Veal Scalopine to her full, rich lips.
"I'm glad you like it," Mark replied, enchanted by the voluptuous beauty of his guest.
Refilling her glass, the handsome executive allowed his eyes to caress the swollen beauty of Lynn's massive breasts. She was undoubtedly the most exciting woman Mark had ever known. The sight of Lynn's hard nipples pressing against the thin material of her blouse made the man's cock throb hotly.
"You're dressed beautifully," Mark told his guest, finally able to tear his eyes off Lynn's huge tits.
The young woman was certainly aware of Mark's appreciative gaze. Lynn always made a point of dressing expensively and sexy, especially in the office. The young woman was ambitious, and knew her seductive body was her best asset Sooner or later, Lynn knew her fat tits would win her a promotion out of the steno pool at Allied Plastics.
"Order more wine," Lynn curtly ordered her host
The sound of his beautiful mistress' hard voice was enough to send shivers of excitement and lust up and down Mark's spine. She sat like a queen, waiting for her order to be carried out, and the young executive was more than happy to please her.
As they ate, Lynn pressed the tip of her sharply pointed shoe into Mark's leg. She enjoyed the look of pain that clouded Mark's eyes. The handsome young man didn't dare pull his leg away.
Lynn flirted shamelessly with a very attractive black man at an adjoining table. The young woman knew how jealous Mark was becoming, and she doubled her efforts.
"I bet he has a beautiful prick," Lynn said, smiling lewdly at the handsome stranger. "I just love big, black pricks."
Mark tried to ignore Lynn's obscene behavior, but she wouldn't allow it. The young woman began licking her lips as she imagined her mouth sucking the shit out of the man's ebony shaft. Lynn made believe Mark wasn't even sitting at the table as she tried her damndest to turn the other man on.
"Call the waiter over," Lynn told her host, not even bothering to take her eyes off the other man as she spoke.
As Mark waived for the waiter, Lynn pulled a pencil and paper out of her handbag. The young man watched as his guest wrote her name and phone number down on the slip of paper. When the waiter arrived, she gave the slip to him.
"Deliver this to the man sitting alone at that table," Lynn told the steward, still not taking her eyes off the dark-skinned stranger.
Lynn watched as the waiter did her bidding. The black man was obviously pleased by her blatantly sexual offer. Nodding slightly, he folded the slip of paper and placed it into his jacket pocket. Lynn finally turned her attentions back to Mark Howard.
"Shall we go?" the young woman said, rising to her feet.
Mark could do nothing but suffer the humiliation of his mistress' behavior. As they left the restaurant, the young executive was careful to avert the smiling eyes of the good-looking black man.
In the street, Mark quickly hailed a cab. He struggled to hide the huge erection sticking out from between his legs. But no matter how hard he tried, Lynn saw the result of her obscene play. As she climbed into the cab, her hand reached out and grabbed the lump of hard, throbbing flesh. With a vicious twist, she brought another little bit of pain to her lover's face.
As the cab raced back to Mark's apartment, neither he nor Lynn said a single word. When the taxi pulled up to the curb in front of Mark's building, the driver was paid, and the couple climbed out of the car. In a few moments, Mark unlocked the door to his apartment and ushered the beautiful young secretary inside.
Lynn sat down on the comfortable sofa and watched Mark fix her a nice strong drink. She as pleased he had remembered that she drank scotch. With his back to her, Mark couldn't see Lynn unbutton her blouse. Turning back around, the handsome young man was stunned by the sight of the beautiful woman's fat tits.
"What the fuck's the matter with you?" Lynn said, holding the front of her shirt open. "Give me my drink!"
Mark jumped to his mistress' command. He had been momentarily shocked by the vision of her tremendous breasts, but the crack of Lynn's whip-like voice quickly brought him back to reality.
Lynn Wallen gloated over her powerful hold on the handsome man standing before her. As Mark held her glass out, she laughed at the huge erection between his legs. She could see his hand trembling wildly, the alcohol splashing onto his fingers.
But, when Lynn finally did reach out, she grabbed hold of his rock-hard cock, instead of the drink. Her strong fingers twisted Mark's dick cruelly. Her high-pitched laughter rang out unmercifully, as his eyes filled with tears.
"Down on your knees, bastard," Lynn said, tightening her grasp even more.
Still holding the two glasses, Mark fell to his knees. Cowering before his mistress, Lynn released the painful hold she had on his cock. The dominant woman's evil grin scared the shit out of her obedient servant.
"Put those stupid glasses down," Lynn told him, "and open up your fuckin' pants. I want to get a look at that fat prick of yours."
Mark wasted little time in carrying out the woman's orders. In a flash, the young man's burning cock blazed in the heat of Lynn's amused sight. Its naked hardness stood humiliated before the regal beauty of the stern queen.
"You call that feeble think a cock?" Lynn said, letting the tip of her shoe toy with the shaft of Mark's prick.
Degraded by Lynn's words, Mark bent to kiss the foot of his cruel mistress. But the sadistic woman had other games in mind. Standing suddenly, Lynn towered over her servant, the swells of her ripe boobs hanging above his cringing face.
"Let's see how big that cock of yours can get. Play with it! Jerk yourself off!"
Mark's embarrassment brought more laughter from
Lynn's graceful lips. But through her smirking laughter, Mark could see impatience in his mistress. Frightened, he wrapped his quivering fingers around the stiff shaft of his prick. Slowly, he began to massage the hot flesh to even greater throbbing strength.
And as Mark masturbated before her, Lynn began to undo the zipper at the side of her tiny skirt. The young bitch wore no panties, and in a moment, Mark's nostrils were filled with the musky smells of her steaming cunt.
The young man's mouth watered for a taste of the delicious sight set before his eyes, but the submissive servant knew his place. Mark would taste Lynn's cunt when and if commanded to. But until that time, he could only gaze at the thrilling beauty of his mistress' swollen pussy.
Lynn could see the eager lust in her slave's eyes, and it made her cunt even hotter. She watched Mark's fingers twist and pull his burning shaft. His panting breath filled the room.
Mark could feel the scum boiling deep inside his belly as Lynn stepped closer to his waiting mouth. Cunt hair brushed across his face a split second before Mark was lost in the flaming inferno of Lynn's wet pussy.
"Eat my cunt, you son of a bitch!" Lynn screamed, thrusting her entire body against Mark's hungry mouth.
Lynn's eyes clamped tightly shut, as her slave's tongue delved into the folds of her juicy cunt. Mark's lips chewed the hardness of the woman's clit, sending waves of ecstasy throughout her hot, sweating body.
As the first wonderful tremblings of her climax overtook Lynn, she could feel the hot wetness of Mark's scum splash against her leg. Their orgasms merged into one thrilling crash of emotion as each body pushed against the other.
"MORE! MORE!" Lynn shrieked, the intensity of her climax taking hold of every muscle within her.
Mark's mouth hungrily gobbled the marvelous fluids to his mistress' spending. The taste of her thick cunt cream pushed his own pleasure higher and higher. Sweat dripped from his brow as Mark's fingers drained the scum from his own prick.
The force of their intense orgasms left both Lynn and her slave totally exhausted. The young woman dropped back down onto the couch heavily, her legs still spread. Mark's face fell against Lynn's still-trembling thigh as he fought to catch his breath.
For a long while, they were both very still. Only the sounds of labored breathing filled the quiet room. But Lynn was soon able to regain her composure. Feeling the now cool remnants of Mark's orgasm on her leg, she opened her eyes and spoke.
"Clean me off," she said, holding her scum coated leg up in the air.
Obediently, Mark Howard did as he was told. His tired hands took hold of the woman's graceful leg as his tongue licked at the sticky puddle of sperm.
Lynn's lips curled into a tired grin as she watched her servant licking the scum from her flesh. Mark's long tongue made her skin tingle with new excitement. Lynn's pleasure was increased by her slave's obvious dislike of the task. She could see his body shudder as he swallowed his own scum.
When finished, Mark placed Lynn's foot back on the floor. He waited silently for her next command. The taste of his own come was bitter as it lay upon his tongue.
"You've done well," Lynn said, rising to her feet once again.
Mark stared into the deep crack of his mistress' ass as she walked to the bedroom. He longed to feel his fingers touch the heavy cheeks, his mouth worship the deep hole of Lynn's wonderful ass.
"Come with me," Lynn commanded, as she strode into the spacious bedroom.
Scampering to his feet, eyes still fixed on her magnificent ass, Mark followed. Just the sound of Lynn's imperial voice was enough to bring new life to the man's limp prick. Standing in. the doorway of the bedroom, Mark could feel his cock harden as it poked through the front of his open pants.
"Now get undressed," Lynn said sternly, climbing onto the large bed.
By the time Mark was completely naked, his prick throbbed with new lust. Lynn sat comfortably on his bed, still wearing her open blouse and shoes. The sight of her queenly beauty sent shivers of excitement up and down his spine.
"Get over here," Lynn ordered, pointing to a place beside the bed. "And bring your tie," she added.
"Yes, your majesty," Mark answered, moving rapidly.
Lynn was pleased with her slave's subservient compliance. Standing before her, Lynn tore the brightly colored tie from his hands. She toyed with the strip of cloth for a while, enjoying the look of fear on the docile man's face.
"Turn around," she instructed severely.
Mark felt his hands tightly bound behind him. The cloth cut into his skin painfully, but he dared not speak. His wrists aching torturously, he heard Lynn climb from his bed.
"Now we'll see if this cock of yours is good for anything," she said contemptuously, shoving Mark down onto the mattress "Point that prick of yours into the air," she told him.
Mark squirmed as Ms bound hands dug into the small of his back. Pain surged through his arms into his shoulders as he watched Lynn climb atop him. Her massive breasts bounced heavily as she mounted Mark's rigid tool.
The young executive felt his mistress' hot pussy swallow the entire length of his long prick. He felt the lips of her cunt suck his throbbing meat as she dug the heels of her shoes into his sweating thighs.
The weight of Lynn's stunning body increased the pain in Mark's arms, but he couldn't have cared less. Thrusting madly, the handsome servant slammed his prick into his queen's twat as deeply as he could. Lynn's tight cunt sucked away at the thickness of Mark's burning hot cock.
Lynn Wallen used the man's prick like a dildo. She rode his shaft coldly, enjoying the supreme mastery she felt over her submissive servant. But soon, she too was caught up in the wonderful thrills of passionate fucking. Reaching down, Lynn rubbed and excited her clit, urging on the orgasm building deep within her quivering belly.
Lynn mashed her crotch down onto the hardness of her man's erect prong. Her cunt juice slickened the mighty shaft of meat as it pistoned in and out of her hairy mound. She used the sharp heels of her shoes like spurs, demanding greater thrusts from her slave.
Mark looked at the woman above him. Never had he seen a woman more caught up in the explosive act of fucking. He could see the tremors of lust racing through her body. Her skin was ablaze with glowing heat, and he could feel vaginal spasms thrill his throbbing cock plunged deep within her quivering stomach.
And then, with an ear shattering shriek, the agony of orgasm filled Lynn Wallen's mind and body. The duel joy of Mark's prick and her own sharp-nailed fingers brought on the ultimate joy of orgasm.
Shaking violently, Lynn fell down onto Mark's chest, her heavy tits pressed into his sweating flesh. As her body crashed against his, Mark's cock exploded its burning load. Spurt after spurt splashed against the inner depths of Lynn's cunt as her slave pumped his boiling scum into her quivering belly.