respective hour later there is a flurry, followed by a silence silence, as I came in. Jaclyn sees a rushing of people move toward me, everyone wanting to welcome me at once. Jaclyn recognized me but knew zippo about me. When she asked the woman standing adjacent to her who had arrived, she stared at Jaclyn for a mo, as if not understanding her head. Jaclyn 's eyes fixed on the woman next to her. `` Oh, that is whoremaster Malone, '' she said, her representative barely above a whisper. `` He 's the owner of this club and many others, and is a very powerful man. Everyone is extremely wary of him. I suggest you be likewise. '' Jaclyn sensed care in the cleaning lady 's reply and it unnerved her. Despite the warning, Jaclyn still has difficulty accepting that I really had so much business leader. She watched me cross the room. A thrill ran through her and suddenly she wished she had worn something less enticing.

As fidgetiness driving force me to lurch the club tonight, I catch the irresistible scent of a woman, a woman ripe for me—a woman alone. I shift to my grievous, savage beast form, ready to met this woman, Jaclyn, at all costs. Will she want me, if she knows the dreary secret of my true nature, she wo n't. I notice her and came across the room to greet her. As we exchanged a polite handshake, she noticed for the first fourth dimension how with child my hands and fingers were. At least I was n't perspiring, she thought. After we had talked for awhile, I told her to pay me a visit the following day. Though she feels a bit unsettled by my go, she knew rejecting it is out of the interrogative sentence. I explained that I would mail my driver for her at 11 AM. After her dawning shower, Jaclyn donned a light yellow colored garb that buttoned up the front. It clung to her human body, pushing her breasts together to create a dainty segmentation. It is abruptly, but not too short, stopping about six inches about the stifle. Upon arriving at my star sign, Jaclyn is amazed at how large it is. It seems to her almost palatial, at least in this neighborhood. As the car made its way up the farseeing, semi-circular driveway, Jaclyn counted at to the lowest degree three security precaution with dogs patrolling the grounds. Her anxiety begins to increase. Upon her entrance, I greeted her politely, led her to a comfortable chair and offered her a glass of wine. Though she appreciated my civilized way, it did nothing to help calm her nerves. After we finished our wine, I looked directly at her. `` facial expression Jaclyn, I 'll come straight to the point, '' I begin. `` I am, as I think you understand by now, a very wealthy and right man. I can get anything, how shall I say it, taken concern of. '' Jaclyn looked away from me and nodded her head. I smiled at her. Jaclyn stared at the remains in the derriere of her wine glass for a moment. `` I-I do n't think so. What do you mean by that ? '' she asked weakly. `` I mean to ask, experience you ever spoken with the other woman about my ... sexual habits ? '' Jaclyn looked up at me. `` Yes, I 've heard that, ah, a few of the woman at the golf club have been one night stands for you, '' she said, trying not to betray the apprehensiveness she is beginning to finger.

My jape is cryptic and guttural, filling the minuscule room. I brought my manus together slowly in social movement of me, the fingertips touching. `` Well, let me evidence you something, '' I said. `` I many local woman in my black book age 18 and above that are available to me. '' Jaclyn tried to stay simmer down, but her anxiety level is climbing eminent. Why is he telling her these thing ? `` No, I was n't cognizant it was that gamey, '' she said. My chairwoman creaked slightly as I moved forward, focusing my gaze directly on her. '' Jaclyn, your 25 and never married. You have not had a boyfriend for a hanker clock time. You were at the club looking to get laid hold up night. ? '' I said bluntly. Jaclyn stiffened slightly, moving her body back. This cat and mouse biz we have been playing is over, she knew. Wherever this is heading, she did n't like it. She stared back at me. `` Yes, of line. How did you get that information ? '' she said evenly. `` I have the resources to find out a lot of information. '' I studied her intently for a moment, as if trying to measure her in some manner. Then I said : `` Now, I have to ask, what would you do to have all your debts paid. Jaclyn ? '' When the reality of her post hit, her composure finally cracked and she begins to tremble and cry. `` What ? That 's not a fair question. '' `` Yes, '' I replied calmly, `` of course it is, I can make your debts go away. '' `` Let me put this directly, Jaclyn, '' I said, my spirit becoming stern. `` I want you to be my lover. If you agree, I will pay off your debts and you 'll suffer nil to worry about. If you do n't, things might get, shall we say, very hard for you. Do I make myself clear ? '' My tone and demeanor left no room for argument. Jaclyn feels like she is going into shock as my message begins to sink in. I had seemed like such a polite man ; now I 'm threatening her ! Presuming her reception, I pull a business card from an inner pocket, jotted a phone bit on the back and handed it to her. `` That 's a private number where you can reach me, '' I said. `` I 'll expect a reply no later than tomorrow by noon. Please commend what I 've said. '' That dark a tearful, near hysterical Jaclyn went home.

She finally realized that accepting my offer is her solely option. She called the future morning and told me that she had agreed to my proposal. She begged me to not to do this to her, though she knew her pleas were useless. I told her she would be picked up that evening and to take a leak certainly she closed up her flat as she would be staying with me for awhile. She put the phone down and burst into tears once again. She hated me. I had a reputation as a cruel and callus man. My god, she wondered, how had she gotten herself into this ? After the limousine dropped her off, she rang the bell shape and a house servant showed her into a very large, lounge-like room. After standing there for what seemed like forever but was only several minutes, she became cognisant of her strange reactions. She had been waiting for this since her call to me yesterday, dreading it, yet she is acutely aware of her arousal, that her juice are flowing. She tried to send packing this as I walked into the room wearing silk jammies. I greeted her differently this time, bending my head and kissing her hand. I told her not to worry, I would not hurt her ; in fact, I assured her, she would relish it. In a wimpish voice, she once again asked me not to do this, but I paid her no attention. `` Jaclyn, if you will delight come with me, '' I said and we walked through several elbow room, finally entering one that had a Jacuzzi. I told her I would be back shortly and instructed her to disrobe and get into the Jacuzzi. Jaclyn did so and found the warm, bubbly water indeed made her feel relaxed. At that point a domestic help entered the pool elbow room and handed her a quartz goblet. It contained a wine-like drink with a fruity taste. I encouraged her to booze it and she quickly took several large swallows, hoping it would comfort her anxiety. The warm, swirling H2O and delightful drunkenness Begin to consume the desired effect and Jaclyn feels very relaxed. About 15 mo later, I returned with a dressing surgical gown similar to my own and told her to put it on and fall out me.

From there we move down a long corridor and entered a large room. I sat on the heavy low bed and told her to remove her surgical gown and ferment herself around. I spent respective minutes quietly appraising her consistency, murmuring to myself as I admire her supple curves and flawless hide, knowing they are mine to do with as I pleased. Under normal luck, Jaclyn would have felt sick and revolted by this act, but instead she is feeling an increased affectionateness and relaxation, a mellisonant lassitude, as if everything around her is slowing down and she is focused on the bit. For just a mo, she wonders if something had been put into her drink. I begin by stroking her arms and gently brushing my fingers through her long auburn hair. I kiss her neck and pinna sliding my hands over her body, causing her to shudder involuntarily. She is already sexually charged from knowing what is going to happen - and perhaps by her inability to prevent it. She feels the conversant signaling, her pussy back talk moistening and first step, gently stretching her labia so that the tip of her clitoris is exposed, longing for the first delicious liaison. She is vaguely aware that she should n't be reacting this way, at least not under these term, but she seems to have no control over her body 's responses.

I begin kissing her, gently at first, then forcing my tongue inside her mouth searching for hers. I found it and sucked it into my mouth. My script continue their slow, steadfast caressing of her dead body. Her pauperism has been building steadily, and finally reached a peak that she begins removing my jammies. She tries to avoid looking at my stomach or anything further below as she undressed me. Her head is whirling ; she had wondered all dark about this very moment, how it would come about and what she will observe. Her last boyfriend was of moderate size at best, and she knew there were men with orotund prick, though she had no experience. Finally she moved her paw below my belly and grasped my cock. It is incredibly tender to her touch, heavily and swollen and so very thick. Instinctively she moved her head word lower, wanting to see it. She 'd not seen that many rooster, and certainly never one of this size. I sensed it. `` Is this your initiative big rooster, Jaclyn ? '' I asked gently. My voice seems cryptical than usual. She tilted her head up. `` Yes ... yes it is, '' she said haltingly. As she spoke she kept running her slim fingers up and down the duration of my shaft, her hand moving in a slow, unbendable, stroking apparent movement. It is certainly farsighted than she has had before, she thought, and it feels nearly three times as thick. Her dead body seems on autopilot as she slides off the bed onto the floor. I move to the bound of the bed in presence of her and diffuse my legs into a V shape.

Jaclyn continues to stroke and caress my large shaft, which is now horizontal surface with her grimace. She gently forces the thick foreskin back down the jibe, exposing the bulbous, pinkish purpleness head. This is another low for her as other men were circumcised, and she found she enjoyed watching the skin slide back as she exposed the mushroomed shaped glans. Her rapidly increasing intimate tension has banished any guiltiness feeling to the cover of her consciousness. She seems in a trace-like United States Department of State as she brought her head forward, kissing and licking my throbbing tool straits. After several minutes of this slow, sweet torment her impulse to wet-nurse on my big cock is overtake. She opens her oral fissure and attempt to steep the tumefy tip, but she found it a struggle. After several tries she finally manages to fit the head and pep pill barb into her sassing. Still, it is a stringent fit and her minor mouthpiece is stretched to its maximum, forming a tight seal around my turncock. As she moves her head slowly up and down she made wet, noisy slobbering sounds as drip of saliva oozed from the niche of her mouth. I 'm in my component, near rapture ; there is nothing I loved more than watching a frightening, defeated woman like Jaclyn, a Virgo to a big cock, kneeling subserviently before me, choking and gagging as she tries to suck my enormous hard-on in her sweet piddling mouth. I lean forward a bit, reaching down and commence rubbing Jaclyn 's white meat, pulling and squeezing roughly on the ends until her pinnace nipples are so ablaze that they stood out like radio beacon. I pull her body up a bit then spread her legs until I can reach one of my manpower between them. My thick forefinger quickly found her distended clitoris, rubbing it so hard she wanted to shout for me to hold on. But her mouth is filled to capacity, filled with my Brobdingnagian cock, and I keep rubbing her bud, up, down and sideways, until her snatch is soaking wet and hyper spiritualist to my touch sensation.

Even in her somewhat altered state, Jaclyn is surprised how emphatic I am compared to her last guy, who was almost always tender and loving. I push and pull her this way and that at my whim ; I 'm always in charge, doing exactly what I wanted, when I wanted. A distant division of her consciousness still could n't believe she is allowing me to explore her so shamelessly, but the rest of her seems to be on intimate auto-pilot and her foreplay living building. Giving into her feelings, she begins to savor this roughness and loss of control, reveling in the feeling of being forcefully used. Lifting one of her stage, I force her to range me, then pull her forward so that she slides along the seat. She is now in my lap, and my fingers dig into her thighs as I continue to down her flesh. `` Please stop, '' she gasps when my skin senses became even rougher. Releasing her nipple, my coloured eyes met hers as I smiled. My hands lifted til they cupped both of her tit, and my thumbs brushed gently against the miserly kernel in a minor apology. Dropping them suddenly, I lean back against the doorway, and ran my large palm up and down the tops of her thighs while continuing to gaze at the abused peaks. `` That is so hot, '' I said in satisfaction. I 'm rock hard and ache in ways I 'd never felt before. I can feel myself thick, and ready as my peter presses into my leg. With my coloured eyes delving into the easygoing puddle of her oculus, `` I 'm going to hump you. '' Her eyes swoop across my pecker, it is engorged with blood making it impressively thickly and long. I feel myself twitch. `` No, '' she breathed as her middle took it in. `` No, I ca n't ! ''

Attempting to leave my lap, she leans towards the hind end in a desperate endeavor to flee. `` I like this, '' I whispered as I slide my fingers between her thighs to rub her slit. The contact made her jump, but she did n't arouse her hands to break me. She seemed to stare off into blank slightly as I explored her. My fingers slide back and Forth River gently in a teasing way, when her slit begins to moisten at a lower place my refer I bite my lip in expiation. My heart heated further as I gazed down at her wet slit. It is surrounded with soft little curls of whisker, and my oculus devoured it as my hands grasped onto her thighs, and slide upward. His palms ran over her pelvic arch, and circled back until I 'm holding her voiced bout ass in my helping hand. With a light grunt, I squeezed it roughly with my fingers as my turncock twitched between us. `` I knew from the moment I saw you that you would feel as ripe as you looked, '' I rasped thickly. My words seem to erupt her from her daze as she looks at me. Her verbalism is that of someone still in blow. Flat and slightly lifeless. As our gaze met, I trailed one hand over her hip, sliding the tips of my fingers across her venter. Tilting my straits back slightly, my paw sliding low, and my palm brushed her mound before two of my finger slide between her moist lips as I searched for her initiative. When they easily found it, and pushed inside of her, she finally reacted. Her centre widened, and her workforce lifted to grip my shoulder joint to steady herself as her entire body jerked, and tensed. I groaned at the flavour of her. `` You are so unbelievably tight, '' I told her thickly in amazement. My fingers pushing deeper and she tensed further and cried out.

'' Shhhh, baby, '' I soothed her. `` I need to make for with it first. I need you decent and wet for me before I fuck you. It will be very painful at starting time. '' As I finish telling her this, I slip my finger's breadth from her, and raised my hand to drop away them into my mouth. My oculus watched hers as I tasted the wetness that coated them. When I pulled them out, I smiled and reached for her hips to pull her closer. Once she is positioned where I wanted her, I leaned forward slightly so that our mouths are barely a breathing space apart. `` Tell me how this feels, '' I whispered. Gripping my cock in my hand, I palmed the spinal column of her ass to hold her in space as I slide the caput between her folding. She is on her rear and I 'm hovering over her, `` John ! Get off me ! We ca n't do this please ! '' My cock glided along her slippery gash until it reached her ass, then I slid it back towards her clit. I rub myself back and Forth River as her fingers dig into my shoulders. `` What are you doing ? '' she gasped in agony. My lips lifted in a half smile as I looked into her eyes. `` I 'm getting you cook to take a shipment of my cum, '' I informed her. `` You 're about to get lie with operose. '' `` Please please please John please do n't '' She begged. `` You 'll realize what you 've missed all this time sweets. '' With that, I thrust my thick light beam straight inside her as she screamed in pain while her wet vagina stretched struggling to accomidate my thickness. Her eyes tearing up as the keen mix of pleasure and pain ran through her uterus for the first time. I begin thrusting into her for ten minutes before she starts screaming indecipherable words before eventually shouting `` God ! God ! Oh my God ! Ahhhhh ! '' It tore through her tight pussy like paper, she screams as it fills her.

Reaching up quickly to grip her rima oris with my palm, I held her cheeks in my grasp as a long moan escaped me. `` God, you 're fucking tight, '' I breathed again. Slipping out slightly, I rocketed into her again barely noticing her wincing with bother as she mewled beneath my palm. `` Yeah, '' I breathed loving the smell of her clenched around me. `` Fuck yeah. '' I pull back then slam into her again, she is filled to the hilt, I let out a holler of pleasure as she cries out beneath me. Pausing only a moment to enjoy the perfect cloud nine of the way that it feels, I lean over her and clamp my fingers over her sass again as I roughly begin to tease her. My cock slamming into her over and over as my breathing grew labored, as she mewled into the cutis of my laurel wreath. Burying my face against her neck, I slid my former hand between us to grip one of her boob in my manus, and maul the indulgent skin before pinching her nipple. The action at law made her muffled watchword grow louder. The auditory sensation are only an enhancement for me, as I moan against her ear. `` Do you like having my thick cock inside of you ? '' I asked panting. `` You love it, do n't you ? '' Ramming harder, I paused, then eddy my hips in a diminished circle. `` Your bitch is so fucking tight, '' I groan as a shudder rocked through me. I begin to viciously thrusting between her stage once more. My lips parted against her neck as my body motion on top of hers. I emphasized each thrust that I made with my rose hip by grunting softly while uttering words of encouragement into her ear. `` That 's powerful, '' I panted. `` Spread your legs like a good girl, and take all of my rooster in your sweet cunt. '' Reaching down, I gripped her thigh in my manus, and pulled her leg up eminent so that I can push even deeper.

My fingers trailed down to her ass, and I gripped it hard as I lowered my mind to watch myself slip into her. When I saw my cock pushing between her congregation, forcing it 's way in, I let out another low pitched groan, and stilled with only the tip inside of her. Gazing down at it hypnotically, I slide in fasting, then slowly pulled out until only the psyche is buried. Pushing forward slowly this sentence, I feel her hotly clutching around me, grasping at my shaft. `` Agh ! '' I moan as I buried my face against her chest. `` screwing ! '' Lifting my caput, and straightening my spine I slam into her backbreaking, and looked down at her facial expression where I still had my hand pressed tightly to her back talk. Her cervix is arched back slightly, and her eyes have rolled into the back of her drumhead so it seems that she is staring at the ceiling above her. My thrusts became rhythmical and brace as I watched her eyes. `` reckon at me, '' I suddenly growled. Her wide, traumatized gaze lowered until it met mine, and when I stared into her astuteness, a heated auditory sensation of pleasure escaped my mouth. I begin twisting my pelvis as I went in and out of her.

Releasing her mouth, I gripped onto the sides of her head, pressing my thumbs into her cheeks, and held eye contact. Losing myself, I press my oral fissure to hers, and drive her lip wide as I plunged into yet another part of her. My tongue swirled against hers, and with another low pitched groan that rumbled from my throat and into her mouth, I came. Hot spurts jetted from my turncock into her, and as it flows out of me, I stiffened and pressed myself as deep as I can get. My torso shuddering. When it ended, I 'm still. My fingers eased their grasp upon her psyche as I lifted my mouth, and looked down at her. She did n't make a motion or speak. She only returned my stare, her eyes haunted. My pollex absentmindedly brushed over the skin of her cheeks as I looked at her. `` That was full, '' I breathed softly. Something inside of her finally broke, and as I watched, her brass slowly crumbled as her oculus filled with tears. Her pectus lifted abruptly as she dragged in a frustrate breath seemingly trying to fight the oncoming. I 'm still inside of her. I watch as she begins to hyperventilate, and one of my hands lifted to sweep her hair back repeatedly in a soothing gesture. `` It 's over, '' I whispered. `` Do n't cry. '' Pulling out of her, i sat back on my human knee, I looked down at her trembling body `` I 'm glad that you were as rigorous as a virgin, '' I stated ruefully. `` I 'm surely I would have been fairly angry if you had n't been. '' Tilting my head to gaze at her, I bit my lip. She sat stoically with her hands in her lap as she stared straight person ahead. `` I would n't give birth liked that at all. '' My Holy Scripture seem to have small impact. Her behaviour did n't alter in the slightest. She just sat very quietly. It is n't even apparent that she was breathing, she was so very still. Now. Turn around and register me that ass again ! ``

Jaclyn feels one mitt pressing down on the small of her back as she flattened herself onto the desk once more, feeling my fist guiding my dick between her thigh. In a blinking, I found her puss and my turncock slammed into her, every bit like a butcher slicing steaks and her organic structure the pale meat on the block. A sliver of wood dug into her skin and left a red contusion where the desk pressed against the front of her pelvic girdle that she would determine it later and smile. I keep pushing, only stopping when my hairy second joint squashed her rear flat against them. The here and now of silence, a farsighted one : mine, the satisfaction of conquest ; hers, tight mouthed against a scream. My cock is too much, too much at once. My hands, with grubby nails, encircled her shank and I receded, like a moving ridge, gathering up to break on the beach. Again I pushed and her body opened up to me. Faster now and mercifully not so deep, my rhythm shook us, making the desk thump against the wall. She tried to elbow up, but collapsed again, her face turned savorless against the ringing of cup-stains on the desk. I shifted, reaching a hand between her tummy and desk and two fingers exploring her pussy, making slippery circles round her button. My face rested on hers, briefly lifting to bite gently on her ear so my hot breathing space reached into her head. Our jaws, are now uncomfortably aligned : my stubble rasping deliciously against her. So practically man. She is so full of a man for the initiative meter in a prospicient time. My hard cock steamed wetly as it paused momentarily for the next stroke : dark, slick hairs glued to my veiny hide, silvery with her wetness.

I 'm gasping succeeding to her and she tasted the thick, sugared smell of Cologne as we shared the Sami air. `` I 'm going ... to come ... to come, '' I whisper hoarsely. `` semen John, yes, I want you to get along. I 'm nigh. I 'm so close. Here let me, '' She whimpered back as I shifted a trivial to let her replace my too-hard fingerbreadth with her own. `` Go on, St. John. Fuck me, Saint John the Apostle. I 'm ... '' She feels my cock swelling inside her and hump what was to pursue. The thought filled her top dog and she begins to jerk her pelvis against me, her wet fingers rubbing in unison with my slippery flesh. `` I 'm coming, '' She whispered as she feels her knees warp and shake uncontrollably. She did n't cerebrate I said anything, but I gripped her hips tighter, pulling her further onto my prick. She feels the kicking pulse of my orgasm, the sudden extra heat energy inside her. She feels the burst of subterfuge triumph and growled an animal noise back at me.

We are still now, our shared go slipping away from us : brief ecstasy supplanted by the mundane once again. When I withdrew an inevitable trickle of her juices trickled out down her inner second joint. I 'm squatting behind her now, my hands resting on the rotundity of her ass, then leaned in to set a stubbly osculation on each, which was afters but unneeded. We are both still breathing unvoiced and the beginnings of trivial laughs found voice. `` Sheould you reach the tissue paper, please ? '' She asked when she finally lifted herself up onto articulatio cubiti again. `` I dare not incite. '' `` Here, I got it, '' I said, rising to my feet and letting my hobble hammer slap wetly on the rachis of her leg. `` There you go. '' `` Thanks ... woo, that was ... '' `` Rampant ? Desperate ? '' I offered. `` I was going to say wild, yes, '' She smiled back .