J. Forte: The Sex Thief

"Is that good, baby?" he questioned, as he lifted his mouth from hers. He saw her swallow then she simply moaned and licked her lips again. "Do you know who it is? Do you know who's sucking your cunt?" Again, she whimpered and rolled her head from side to side. Marc glanced down at the older woman as she moved her hands from the girl's tits and under plump little ass cheeks as she tongued her furiously.

"That's Babs, your stepmother!" he told her and kissed her again.

"Ughhhnn… Oh, Babs… Oh, Babs…" the girl wailed as she thrust her hips upward and writhed beneath the woman's sucking mouth. "Yes… love me… suck me… Oh, God, it's so good… soooo good!"

Barbara lifted her face and looked up at the girl to find her contorted with lust. Marc smiled at her and laid a hand on her head to urge her down gently again to the girl's cunt. As she resumed her sucking, Marc reached beneath the teenager's body and released the cord at her wrists. As she brought her hands out from behind her back, her right hand sought his throbbing prick and her left hand went to her stepmother's head to force it down further on her aching young pussy.

Marc removed the girl's blindfold and kissed her softly on each eye as she squeezed his swollen prick in her small hand. "This is going to be an education for you both," he told her and looked again at the older woman as she sucked the girl's cunt with lustful passion.

"I want to suck your prick!" Cindy told him, squeezed him again.

Rising up, Marc kissed her, then said, "I wouldn't disappoint you for the world, Cindy."

Marc sat back as Cindy took hold of his swollen prick and lowered her head to lick the slitted glans as it oozed a bit of sticky, white fluid. He touched her head gently and she opened her mouth to close it about the head of his prick while her soft tongue played around the ridge, sending chills up his spine. He looked down as the teenage girl rolled her hips to one side and her stepmother followed her, still lapping her cunt furiously. Marc reached out and ran his hand down the woman's sleek thigh and inserted a finger in her sopping cunt. As he did, she moved her body closer and lifted her leg so that he had full access to her pussy. She moaned lowly as he caressed her clit and inserted a second finger to move slowly in and out in an obscene fucking motion.

And as he sat there, his hand on Cindy's head as she sucked his prick expertly and his fingers in the older woman's cunt, he realized that in the last week he had violated all of his usual rigid patterns-first, with the black lesbian and her lover, and now with these two females. He questioned his actions as Cindy's mouth went lower and lower on his throbbing cock and she took nearly the entire length of it into her warm, wet throat. Untying a victim was bad enough, but now he had allowed both of them to see his face. True, it was very dim where they were, across the room from the small light behind the bar; but, as easily as he was able to make out their features, he knew they could see. Cindy pulled off of his prick, and moaned as her stepmother spread her legs widely and licked the length of her cuntal area with the flat of her tongue.

"Yessss… Oh, God, Babs… suck me… that's so good… God, it's heavenly!" the girl cried.

"Suck it, baby… suck my prick!" Marc told her and forced her head back down on his cock.

As the girl lowered her head again, he pondered his actions and wondered if perhaps there wasn't a subconscious wish to be discovered-caught and punished for his deeds. Never before had he deviated from his carefully laid plans and, never had he allowed one of his victims to see his face. And it had all begun after he started seeing the female psychoanalyst… was there some tie-up? Was there something he didn't understand? There must be, he concluded as Cindy pulled off his prick and held it tightly with her hand. She threw her head back and her face became a mask of pure lust as she orgasmed to her stepmother's sucking mouth. As the girl writhed, Barbara too stiffened and her body became rigid in orgasm as Marc brought her off with his hand. Both of them cried out in ecstasy and shuddered wildly as Marc looked on-almost detached from the erotic scene of stepmother and teenage daughter as they experienced the throes of orgasm simultaneously.

Lying there panting for breath, Barbara looked up as Marc stood up abruptly and stalked to the long bar to pour himself a drink. Something had gone out of the encounter for him and he gulped down the vodka in haste as he tried to figure out what it was. His mind was assailed by images of his mother as she willingly sucked his prick while the black men fucked her. And other images-Lorna submitting to him in the restroom between, the offices-Murtaugh and her receptionist playing their little game under the guise of "therapy" while he lay helplessly bound on that couch! Suddenly Marc was furious-with himself and all those about him. He threw the glass across the room and as it shattered in a thousand pieces, he stormed back to the place where the two females lay, languishing in the aftereffects of their orgasms.

Without speaking, he threw Barbara down on her face and as she cried out in protest, he bound her wrists tightly. Then he turned on the astonished teenager. He took hold of her arm and jerked her to her feet as she cowered away from him; as he tied her wrists, he pulled the cord tighter than was necessary and she cried out in pain. When he had the cord knotted, he shoved the girl down roughly and turned to Barbara, who was sitting up, a look of confusion on her lovely young face.

"Bitch!" he nearly shouted. "You're all alike! Every fucking one of you! You make it my fault without accepting what you really want! You act as though you don't want to be fucked until a man makes you!" He stepped forward menacingly and slapped the frightened, woman with the back of his hand. It was the first time he had ever laid a hand on a victim in anger, and the feeling was exhilarating as he hovered over her sprawling body.

"Well, if it makes you feel less guilty, we'll just do it that way!" be shouted and reached down and dragged Cindy to her feet. He shoved her down on the couch and she cried out in fright as he spread her legs and fell atop her. Forcing his prick into the tight folds of her pussy, he shoved m viciously as she sobbed. His hands closed around her ripe young breasts and he squeezed painfully as she tried to resist him by holding herself rigid. He slapped her face and, as her head snapped to one side, he thrust forward with all his might and he felt his prick slide into her hot young cunt to the hilt. Her young body accepted him fully and he pulled his prick out almost to the head; then he thrust forward again and sank his prick into her clasping cunt until she screamed. Closing his hand around her mouth, he told her, "See? This is what rape is all about! See what it's like to be fucked against your will?" and he thrust again deeply with his throbbing prick.

Pulling out and rolling off her, he took hold of Barbara's hair and dragged her to the couch. "You wanted to suck her pussy? Well, go ahead!" and he forced the older woman's head between the legs of the sobbing teenager. As Barbara found her mouth over her stepdaughter's cunt, she whimpered and shook her head, but Marc was behind her and she felt his hands on her supple hips as she struggled to free her head from between the girl's thighs.

"Suck her pussy, bitch!" he shouted, and she lowered her head as his hands spread her ass cheeks. She felt his tongue licking her ass-hole lewdly. Marc rose up and saw the look of fascination on Cindy's young face as he took hold of his cock and rubbed it over the tight anal ring of her stepmother's ass-hole. She licked her lips in anticipation and raised her legs to spread them widely as Marc shoved forward with his hips and the head of his prick stretched the woman's tightly clenching ass-hole.