"You like this, don't you slut. You like my hands all over you, don't you," I growled in her ear."Yesss..." she hissed."Yes, I'll bet you do. And I'll bet you'd like more than just my hands too, wouldn't you? You'd like more of what you are grinding that tight little ass on, am I right?""Oh God yes! Please, Mark...""Yes, I can just bet you would. You've gotten a taste of what my cock can do for you and now you want more. Well, that first fuck was just a free sample. Now you are going to have to earn the rest of them," I said."How? What do you want?" she asked, still half moaning as I continued to keep toying with her."It's really quite simple, my little adultress. You see, I am tired of the bar scene and the girls that I seem to find there. They all claim to be adventuresome and wild in bed, but most of them are more saints than sinners. And when you mention something the least bit out of the ordinary, they run away with their tail between their legs."But you came over here knowing that you were going to cheat on your husband. Your first words were 'Fuck me'. And you proved that you weren't just trash-talking. You were a real wildcat in bed! That's the kind of fun-loving slut I want."I have enjoyed our little liaison here and I am going to enjoy the rest of our time together. But once this weekend is over, I don't want our fun to end."Oh, sure you will go back to hubby and play the dutiful loving wife bit. But you will always know and remember that not more than thirty feet away lives your 'hero'... the man that makes you feel like the woman you long to be. The man who appreciates you for the beautiful, sexy, amazing woman you are. The man who you want to be a slut for.""Oh, Mark, yes I do want to be a slut for you!" she said, turning around to face me. "Please let me be your dirty cheating slut... your whore! Please, I'll do whatever you want me to do. I don't want our fun to end either. I do want more of what you and your cock can do."Mark, this is the first time in I can't remember when that I have felt like I was really wanted and appreciated. Like I wasn't just part of the home decor but a real person with feelings and opinions."You have treated me like an equal and like I have value. You can't know how much that means to me. And I don't want that to end either.""I'm glad to hear that Julie. I'm glad that you want to be my slut and I am happy that I can make you feel wanted and appreciated bahis siteleri because you are. I want you and I appreciate you.""Oh, Mark..." she said, putting her arms around my neck and pulling me into a grateful kiss."Now then," I said when our lips parted again, "why don't you finish getting out of that pretty dress?I have one more hole to claim and we don't want to mess up such a nice dress, do we?"She slipped her dress down and as she started to crawl up on the bed I gave her ass a playful swat. "On your knees slut with your face on the mattress. I want that sweet ass high in the air so I can fuck it!" She squealed and scampered up into position with her ass high, her knees spread wide, and her face on the mattress as ordered.As she got undressed and up on the bed, I got undressed as well. I moved in behind her kneeling between her spread legs. I reached under her to feel her panty-covered pussy."Hmm, you are damp, my dear, but not nearly wet enough. If you are going to be my slut, you will have to be a lot wetter than this when you show up at my door. You and I may not have the luxury of time that we do this weekend, so I want your fuckhole drooling when you come to my door, understand? I will allow you to wear panties for now because I like taking them off you, but those panties better be sopping wet."I began rubbing her pussy over her panties and she moaned and whimpered as I got her hotter and wetter. "Yes, this cheating pussy needs to be much wetter when you come over so we can get right to fucking without all this unnecessary and time-consuming preparation.""Y-yes, Sirrr," she moaned as she wriggled her ass in time to my rubbing."Sir... I think I like that. It shows respect and shows your place in all this. My slut... my whore. Yes, I think I like being called Sir!" I said."Please, Sir... please go under... my panties," she whimpered."WHAT?" I said loudly. I reached forward grabbing a handful of her hair and pulled her up on her knees, my other hand grabbing her throat. "What did you just say, slut?""I said please go under my panties Sir," she croaked, a bit frightened."That's what I thought you said. And you will never say that again! You are a slut, a cum-loving fuckwhore. You don't get to ask nicely. If you want me to play with your pussy, then tell me so. If you want me to eat your dripping cunt then ask that way. If you want to be my slut, then act and talk that way."You are canlı bahis siteleri not allowed to be a 'good girl' when we are alone anymore, get it? Only in public are you to be a lady?with me you are a dirty, filthy, street-trash slut.""Yes Sir, Sorry Sir!" she said.I shoved her head back down on the bed. "Now would you care to try that request again, maybe using proper language this time?""Yes Sir," she started, "Please Sir, please finger my slut pussy and make me wet for your cock. Please I want to pleasure you, Please prepare me to receive your hard, fat cock.""That's more like it. You will catch on?you are an intelligent woman. I think all you need is the proper motivation. So why don't we take off those panties and we'll see if we can't give you a little push in the right direction, shall we?"I slowly peeled her sodden panties from her pussy. As soon as I did, a wave of her heavenly scent hit my nose and made my mouth water. With her legs closed as they were, her pussy looked very tight and tucked in... just beautiful. I pulled her panties down and she lifted up so I could remove them completely. Then Julie spread her legs again so I could gain access to her."You have such a lovely little pussy, slut... like a pretty pink rose. And it's glistening with your sweetness too which only adds to its beauty. Like a rose right after it rains.*Julie moaned as my finger began to trace the outside of her pussy lips and then ever so lightly ran my finger down the tight slit between them?not parting them or going between them, but just running along the top very lightly, teasing her with my fingers."Ohhh please, Sir..." she whined. She tried pushing back forcing herself onto my teasing fingers but each time she did, I gave her ass a swat.She gasped and occasionally yelped but she moved her ass back into position again. After a bit of teasing and whimpering from her, I decided to give her a break and stopped my taunting her... by shoving two fingers deep into her wet tight hole and rapidly fingerfucking her."Ohh fuck, Sir!" she gasped at the sudden intrusion. My fingers began pumping in and out of her like a jackhammer. I curled them downwards at the tip so I could get at her g-spot and rubbed the spongy pad furiously.She squealed and began crawling forward, trying to escape my maniacal fingering, but I moved along right behind her, offering her no respite. In moments, she had crawled up against canlı bahis the headboard and could go no further. She clawed at the bed and the headboard but there was no relief to be had.*With her head up against the pillows and headboard and me close behind and between her legs, I had my other hand free so I put it to work on her ass. I was going to fuck the one remaining hole I hadn't visited, so I may as well get started opening it up.I dipped a finger in the abundant juices she was offering and once lubed good and proper I started slipping the wet, slick finger into her asshole a bit at a time. I scooped up more of her natural lubrication from time to time to keep that hole slickened as I entered further and further.Getting fingerfucked in both holes was almost more than Julie's mind could handle and she writhed and twisted like I was skewering her on a sharp stick instead of my fingers. Then when one finger seemed to move in and out easily enough, I added a second finger to her asshole, stretching her a bit further.My fingers moved in opposing motions now?my fingers in her pussy would thrust in as the fingers in her ass pulled back. Like two pistons in a car engine, they moved in and out in opposition and Julie cried out in delirious ecstasy"Oh fuck, Sir! OhmyGod! Ohhh... you're gonna make me cum! You're gonna make me cum so hard, baby! Ohh, shit, shit, shit!"As much as I wanted her to cum again, I also wanted to show her who was running this little operation. I fully intended to make her cum?she wouldn't be able to avoid it. But it would be on my terms and schedule!"No, you wait slut. I'm not ready for you to cum yet. You need to learn that in this house you cum when I say. And you will ask and get permission to cum, do you understand me?" I said sternly."Yes, Sir!" she said. Julie seemed to like me setting rules for her. She was turned on by the idea she couldn't cum without permission!I continued working both her pussy and her ass with my alternating finger-fucking technique and it wasn't very long at all when her orgasm once again reared its head."Please, Sir... Oh please, may I cum? Please I need to cum so badly! Please may I cum, Sir?" she pleaded."No, not yet. I want to make sure you cum extra hard this time. In fact, I want you to reach under and start rubbing your clit for me. Rub that clit hard... I want you good and ready to cum when I tell you," I said.She groaned in disappointment but did as I said. She reached under and began vigorously rubbing her clit, hoping, it think, that it would speed up her relief. It would get her to orgasm quicker, true, but it would also make it infinitely harder to resist!