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The Slutress - Episode One 
  Copyright 1999 JPA
   
   
   The Slutress is a series of sexual encounters by
   Cynthia Haygood, the wife of Benjamin Haygood, a
   wealthy and influential political figure on the
   West Coast of the United States. This is Episode
   One, our first encounter with our Slutress. (All
   comments, questions, concerns and/or ideas may be
   sent to the address below and will be forwarded
   to the author.)

      
"The Slutress"

      
   Cynthia was already running late as it was, but the
blue lights in her rearview mirror told her she would be
further delayed. She cussed silently as she pulled to the
side of the deserted two-lane road.

   Two police officers walked toward her car, one stayed
behind toward the trunk as the other came to the drivers
side door, "May I see your license please, ma'am?" asked the
officer.

   "Certainly officer, was I going that fast?" Cynthia
reached for her purse, took out her wallet and handed the
officer her license.

   He looked it over as if trying to find an error, "Well
Mrs. Haygood, yes you were, 20 miles over the speed limit in
fact. Could you please step out of the car?"

   He opened the door for her. Cynthia knew her outfit
would raise an eyebrow or two. After all, she had dressed
for sex this evening. Her lover, Charles, a black man she
had met in college, was waiting her arrival along with two
of his friends. She had always had an insatiable appetite
for sex and Charles was just the man to help her when the
husband was away on business.

   "Place your hands on the trunk ma'am," the officer
instructed.

   "What? Is that really necessary?" Cynthia asked
indignantly.

   "Just do as you are told, Mrs. Haygood."

   Cynthia flashed a glare to the other officer who she
noticed was a well built black man, at least 6 feet tall and
no less than 220 lbs. She placed her manicured hands on the
trunk of the Mercedes and waited for the inevitable body
search. She just knew if she was a man they would have given
her a ticket and she would have been on her way by now.

   The black officer walked toward Cynthia and stopped at
her side, "looks like she is dressed to impress tonight,
Jim," he commented.

   "Yes indeed my friend, perhaps we should get a closer
look." Jim walked up behind her and ran his hand down her
back.

   "What is this all about, just give me my ticket and
let me get out of here already," Cynthia pleaded. But her
body reacted deep within to the officer's touch, after all,
she had been fantasizing about this weekend for quite some
time.

   "I don't think you are in any position to tell us what
to do Miss, now you be a good girl and you'll be on your way
soon enough. Or if you wish, you can resist and we'll take
you downtown for the evening."

   Cynthia didn't like what that implied, and with these
men being police officers and her a speeding citizen, she
figured she should just play along to see what happened. She
hoped they would just have a good feel and be satisfied.
After all, she had three black men waiting to ravage her, or
vice versa, and she didn't need to waste any time in a jail
cell.

   "How bout we see if she is hiding any weapons,
Anthony," Jim suggested.

   "Sounds like a plan,"

   Jim knelt behind Cynthia and with both hands grabbed
her left ankle, sliding his fingers over her three-inch
heels and commenting on how sexy they looked, "I just love
the way your calf muscles bulge in these shoes Mrs.
Haygood." She wore no hose, only heels, a thin cotton
sundress - black like the shoes, with no underwear or bra,
just as Charles had instructed her to do.

   Her skin tingled under the touches of Jim and the
scent of Anthony was starting to affect her. She could feel
her pussy getting wet and knew it wouldn't be long before
they realized how turned on she really was.

   Jim's hands moved higher, under the hem of her dress,
to her thighs, squeezing and kneeding them.

   A low moan escaped Cynthia's lips as her backed arched
slightly, showing off the ass she kept in shape with
workouts three times a week.

   "I think she wants a little more Jim," Anthony teased
as he saw Cynthia's body language.

   "Let's make sure," Jim moved his fingers to her pussy,
"my god, she's soaked!" He informed Anthony with excitement.

   Anthony leaned toward Cynthia's face and licked across
her cheek before he whispered, "You little slut." His breath
hot on her skin.

   Cynthia's knees buckled as a finger entered her wet
pussy. Any resistance remaining, melted away under the
firmness of her black captor. Moaning seductively, she
pushed backwards onto Jim's finger, "yessssss, please, give
me more," she hissed. Her breaths had become shorter, yet
deeper.

   As Jim inserted a second finger, Cynthia reached
toward Anthony and rubbed her palm against the bulge in his
black polyester pants. Looking into his eyes, she bit her
bottom lip and tilted her head back, moaning as Jim slipped
a third finger deep inside just one of the three holes she
lived to have filled. Her lips parted and eyes glazed with
the craving for cock, nice hard dick.

   Jim grabbed a fist full of Cynthia's shoulder length
black hair and pulled her toward him, he pus hard cock
pressed tight against her ass, careful not to let the three
fingers inside this hot woman's cunt slip out.

   She could feel the heat of Jim's cock through their
clothes. Her juicy cunt needed, craved and depended on
receiving a constant flow of cock, that is what she lived
for - hard, throbbing, man meat. Jim leaned forward and
whispered firmly into her ear, "And just how much more do
you need, slut?"

   She wasn't sure of the answer, she was insatiable, and
wanted it all in every conceivable position and situation
possible. "I need it all, sir." Cynthia replied as she
ground her pussy harder onto his fingers.

   Anthony moved between her and the car and began to
pinch her nipples. She responded by massaging his semi hard
cock with her hands. Jim relaxed the grip on her hair and
she melted onto the chest of Anthony with Jim staying glued
to her back, rubbing his hands up and down her sides and
ass. She had two men in uniform surrounding her and she was
loving every second. If only there were more she thought.

   Cynthia's breathing was erratic now as she craved to
be filled, "Please, I need to taste your cock," she purred
as she bit at Anthony's shirt, playfully pulling but
painfully hoping the polyester would tear. Her fingers
worked on his belt as she continued her pleas, "I want to
slip your black cock into my mouth, please let me suck your
cock, Cynthia began nibbling her way down his chest, "I want
to feel your shaft grow between my lips and run across my
tongue." She worked his zipper down and began pulling at his
pants.

   At that moment she thought about where they were, on
the side of the road, though somewhat deserted, there was
always the chance someone would drive by, but if they didn't
mind, she wasn't going to say anything.

   She dropped to her knees at the sight of the officer's
black cock, it was semi-hard, and hung away from him before
dropping straight down like a fishing rod when you are
reeling in a big one, and this was definitely unsmall.
Cynthia had never been one to carry around a ruler, but his
cock went from the middle part of her palm to her elbow. And
he was every bit as thick as the woman's wrist.

   "Look at her, like a thirsty dog to a bowl of water,"
Jim looked on in amusement as Cynthia grabbed the black cock
in her hand and gazed at it with awe.

   "I have never seen such a large and beautiful cock
officer," Cynthia rubbed the length of his dick on her
cheeks, forehead, neck and lips. It oozed heat from the
sheer size of it all. Nothing turned her on more than the
feel of a large cock slowly growing in her hand and mouth,
stretching her lips wider and crawling deeper into her
throat. "You like black things, yes?" Jim asked.

   Cynthia knelt before Anthony and bent her head
upwards, her back arched to give Jim a good view of her ass.
She looked into the black man's eyes. Holding the now hard
cock over her mouth, she breathed warmly on his tool,
"yessssss, nothing turns me on more than a big black cock
rubbing against my body, fucking my holes, and shooting its
sperm deep within my stomach." Cynthia meant these as
sincerely as she said them. Her voice husky with lust, her
body language screaming to be taken and fucked.

   "Then you'll love this," Jim said as Cynthia felt an
object rubbing against her aroused pussy lips.

   Cyntia held still, but unconcerned as long as the
object was going to fuck her.

   Anthony watched as Cynthia's eyes glazed over with
lust when Jim inserted the black night stick into her pussy,
letting the head tease just within her now dripping cunt.
Both men watched as she bent her knees a bit more to try and
suck the stick further inside.

   Her hand tightened its grip on the black cock beating
her lips and Jim moved the stick a few inches deeper, slowly
turning the stick like a screw. This sensation caused a low
moan to escape Cynthia's lips right before she dove onto
Anthony's gorgeous cock. Her tongue circled the rim then
teased the underside of the shaft before heading to those
golf ball sized balls and to suck them into her mouth one at
a time.

   "Dayum baby, you look so sexy worshipping my cock on
your knees," Anthony eyes were beginning to glaze as well.

   "Not as sexy as a black cock makes me feel, lover,"
Cynthia shoved his cock into her mouth - her body shuddered.
The warmth of his meat filled her mouth as she pushed
further still, until her nose touched the top of his cock
hair. She could feel the head of this humongous cock
deepwithin her throat, her circulation momentarily cut off.
When she first began deep throating, the sensation of having
the air circulation cut off was horrifying, but when she
grew accustomed to the sensation and realized all one needs
to do is lift their head a few inches, the battle was won.

   Jim began moving the stick slowly in and out, he
pushed till the handle stopped further penetration. She
whimpered at the depth of his penetration but after a few
strokes was giving as good as she was receiving from Jim's
night stick.

   "Yes, give it to me," Cynthia begged, "god yes, fuck
me, fuck me, pleeeeeeease."

   Jim moved the stick in and pushed deep, he began with
small circles within her. Cynthia could feel it pressing
against her insides, stretching her pussy in ways it had
never experienced before.

   She dove onto Anthonys cock, enjoying his blackness
sliding past her tongue, through the back of her mouth and
down her throat. Her hips began swaying to the rhythm of the
pounding she was receiving.

   "That's it baby, suck my black dick like the whore you
are," Anthony urged, "I know all white women crave what we
can do for you." He grabbed her head and began forcing her
mouth harder onto his cock. The slutty lipstick she had put
on only an hour earlier was a mere memory now, the large
black dick fucking her mouth was the cause, and she wouldn't
have it any other way.

   "Time for your cunt to have the real thing bitch," Jim
let the stick slip out and replaced it's hard coolness with
a warm cock. Jim's balls came to rest against her clit as he
held his cock against the bottom of her cunt. She could feel
his cock pressing against the magical button in her pussy.

   Slowly Jim began moving his cock from side to side,
then in small teasing circles, He trace his cock around the
button she craved to have stimulated.

   Cynthia began to drown in the situation, she sucked
hard on Anthony's cock as Jim slammed her from behind. Her
grunts were muffled by the large dick in her mouth.

   "You are one hot slut, baby," Anthony said, "Perhaps
you should speed more often." His cock was completely soaked
from the mouth fucking he was receiving. Cynthia was able to
take his whole cock now and was using this to great
advantage. Suddenly Anthony's cock started to bulge and she
knew he was close to cumming. She pulled her mouth off his
cock.

   "No baby, please, don't stop know, suck that cum out
for me,"

   "But I want you to fuck me with it"

   "Don't worry about that, you slut," He smiled warmly
and giggled lightly, "this cock will load up all three holes
when ever you want it."

   At that moment, Cynthia knew she would be coming
through this town more often.

   "Mmmmm, then by all means, sir." She dove back onto
his cock and began to stroke his shaft while she sucked
furiously at his rim and head. "Cmon baby, give me something
to drink, I am so thirsty, I need your cum, please Anthony,
fill your lil slut's stomach and mouth with your liquid
treasures." She meant every word. Her breaths were more like
pants than actual breathing.

   Her body worked on Jim's cock as she felt an orgasm
approaching, " ughh, uuhhuuhhh, mmmmm - that's it, fuck me
b-b-baby, I am going to cummmmmmmmmmm, AAAHHHHH, " Cynthia
felt her orgasm spread through her like a wild fire through
a forest, hot, intense. Her cunt grabbed and sucked on the
cock who caused this reaction. Her moans vibrated Anthony's
cock and sent him over the edge.

   He grabbed the back of Cynthia's head and rammed his
cock into her. "now babyyyyyyyyyyy, ahhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmm
yeaaaaaaaaaa" The cum was not even tasted in her mouth
because of the depth of his cock.  His squirts went straight
into her throat and began the coating of her insides.

   Cynthia bucked and moaned uncontrollably. She felt so
sexy, so slutty, so content, and so desired all at the same
time. Anthony's cock pulsed as the last drops of sperm
leaked into her mouth. She hungrily licked around his shaft,
under his balls, careful to lap up all his cum.

   "Look at this rich bitch let loose." Jim said.

   Cynthia could feel Jim's thick cock streaming into
her, feeling her pussy with a strangers cum. "Yea baby,
that's it, give mamma all your cum."

   He spanked her as the last tremors of her orgasm
rippled throughout her body.

   Suddenly Jim thrusted hard sending her crashing onto
her stomach, her dress and face in the dust as he took out
his cock and placed the head at her ass.

   Cynthia would be pissed about him getting her so dirty
but now all she wanted was to be fucked in the ass. "Yea
baby, that's want I want, shove that nasty cop cock of yours
up my whore ass, show me what happens to bad little girls
who speed." She arched her back as her asshole begged to be
fucked and her pussy looked as if it always was.

   The cock went into her slowly. Jim obviously was
concerned about hurting her. This realization made Cynthia
want to please them even more, "Oh yesssssss, Jim, feed me
your cock lover, deeper for me, please do me and make that
ass yours." Cynthia was use to getting fucked in her ass,
something Charles had turned her on to many moons ago. The
sensation was like none other for her.

   Anthony appeared and slapped his cock on the top of
her head. Teasing her and taunting her. "Look at you, you
nasty little bitch. Whimpering like a dog in heat and giving
up your body for total strangers who have thrown you in the
dirt and are using you for their lustful pleasures."

   The cock in her ass was driving her wild but she
wanted to feel the power of Anthony's cock.

   "Yes I am a cock whore, and if you don't fuck me with
that gorgeous cock of yours now I think I may self cumbust,"
she looked over her shoulder, "let me suck my pussy juice
and ass of that cock for you lover."

   Jim simply smiled and grabbed her head when she came
into reach.

   "On your back bitch," Jim ordered, pointing to the
ground.

   "Yes Sir," Cynthia immediately replied, throwing
herself over and lifting her dress over her head. She dug
her spiked heels into the dirt and lifted her hips, rotating
them seductively while she fingered her opened ass and
dripping cunt, "let me feel your power lover, please, give
me that black cock."

   "You want this bad don't you slut?" Jim grabbed his
cock and began waving the monster around. Cynthia could not
take her eyes off the dark totum pole.

   "Oh yes, sooooooooo bad baby, you know I do, please,"
Cynthia was now whimpering and losing all self respect. She
flung her arms out to the side and grabbed handfulls of dirt
and dumping them over her body.

   "You are a bad bad girl," Anthony giggled, "we better
get going." The two men started walking to their clothes.

   "NOOOO, no you cant do this!" Cynthia pleaded,
"Please, give me some black dick." Cynthia scampered to her
feet and ran to Anthony as he got to his car. She dropped to
her knees and rubbed her hands on his still hard cock. God
she loved that. "Please don't take it away from me without
filling my pussy with your juices."

   "You'll be coming back through after your weekend trip
slut, just make sure you come during the second shift and we
will find you." He paused and grabbed her hair, pulling her
face into his crotch, "take a deep breath and think about
this cock in your ass, and perhaps even a few of my
friends."

   The thought of a group of cocks had Cynthia's pussy
oozing more cum. "As you wish sirs."

   The two got in their car and drove off.

   Cynthia wondered what she would tell her lover,
perhaps the truth, he would be proud of his little rich
slut. She giggled, slipped a finger inside her pussy, then
sucked as she drove to Charles. After all, more cock
awaited.
      
      
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