Mike Jen

Little did Mike know when walked into the \The Dew Drop Inn\ that his life was about to change. Mike is young (24), single and on the prowl, a handsome guy, or so his Aunts and Mother had always told him, and the truth be known he was amazing, standing 6\' tall at 190 lbs. The definition of his chest, abs, arms, and legs were apparent through his black T-shirt and black skintight jeans. But, what caught her eye were his buttocks, firm and tight and the package tucked into the front of those jeans.

Jen had just turned 30, her long blonde hair cascaded down her tanned shoulders and back, she packed a very tight body on her 5\' 3\ frame, her skin tight top accentuating her ample breasts, and her slacks looked as if they had been painted on, her ass looked incredible as she leaned against the bar. She looked over her shoulder as Mike entered the bar and smiled coyly to her, she wanted this cowboy, she continued to watch as he took a seat at the end of the bar.

Mike ordered a Corona and lime, turned and surveyed the crowd to see if he recognized anyone and checking the field, he made note of a few prospects, tipping his beer as he perused. As he turned to order another, the bartender placed another bottle and a shot of tequila down in front of him. \From the lady.\ He said as he pointed in Jen\'s direction. Jen for her part licked the salt from the back of her hand, held a shot up in Mike\'s direction and then tossed it back, and bit into the lemon, all the while her eyes locked on his. Mike acknowledged her toast and quickly down the shot and moved in her direction.

They chatted, Mike bought a few of more rounds, with Jen flirting, her blues eyes looked deep into his as she asked him if he would take her home and make her his slut. Mike asked her what she meant, and she told him that she wanted him to take her home and use and abused her.

Thinking that it was the tequila talking Mike laughed and said loud enough for anyone listening to hear. \Sure Jen I\'ll take you home and treat you like the slut your are.\ Little did he know that that statement would change his life forever.

As they left the bar, Mike asked. \Are you sure about this?\

Jen replied. \Honey I\'ve never been so sure of anything in my life.\

\Mike.\ She said huskily, \I\'m your slut for this evening, treat me like your slut.\

She turned and threw her arms around his neck and placed her open lips upon his, thrusting her tongue into his mouth!

Gasping for breath as she broke the kiss, \I want you to bang me so hard that I scream. I want you to tease me and torture me, I want it to hurt so good.\

He led her to his car and she gave direction to her house. She lived out in the country on land she had inherited from grandfather. She explained that she had sold most of it to real-estate developers and had kept 100 acres, the farmhouse and the barn, the nearest neighbor was miles away.

As they drove and she told her story, her hands were on his thigh, and occasionally she would cup his groin and squeeze. She pressed her body against his and nibbled on his ear whispering, \I want to be your slut, make me your slut tonight Mike, treat me like a nasty slut.\

When they finally arrived at her place he grabbed her by the back of the head and drug her out of the car telling her to strip. She stood there with a stunned look on her face.

\Now you slut, get out of the clothes! Don\'t make me tell you again.\

Immediately she pulled her top over her head, revealing her luscious tits, and scrambled to remove her slacks and panties. Once she was naked Mike again grab the back of her head and forced her to kneel in front of him.

\Suck me you slut.\ He commanded.

She reached for his belt.

\No slut just unzip me and pull it out and suck.\

She quickly followed his instructions unzipping him and struggled to free his rock hard 8\ cock.

\Suck it now! You slut!\

Without hesitation her lips encircled his thick head and he shoved his hips forward thrusting his cock to the back of her throat.

Jen gagged, tears welling in her eyes as he began to fulfill her fantasy, he fucked her face and she sucked until he was ready to cum. She was his slut, right there in the middle of her driveway.

Feeling his balls twitch, he yanked his cock from her mouth pushed her to the ground and began jerking his cock fast and hard. Soon he was grunting and his cock shot his first load of the night onto her sprawled body, covering her face, neck and tits with his cum. When he finished he tucked his cock back into his pants and told her to get up, again grabbing the back of her head he led her to the front door.

\Aren\'t you going to invite me in? He queried. \Or would you rather we call this off and I leave.\

\Yes, No.\ She stammered. \Come in please.\ Her hands shaking as she opened the door.

Once inside, she seemed at a loss as to what to do next.

\I should go and clean up.\ She said meekly.

\No, I like the way you look, just show me your bedroom.\

Once in the bedroom Mike stripped off his clothes telling Jen to lie down on the bed and spread her legs.

He stood at the foot of the bed and looked at this woman, spread-eagle before him covered with his cum, this woman who wanted to be treated as a slut.

\Please.\ She begged. \Please fuck me, fill my slut cunt with your big cock!\

Mike crawled up onto the bed and hovered over her. Looking into her eyes he cupped her mound with his hand and squeezed. He dropped his head and kissed her heavily, passionately, his tongue doing battle with hers, his hand squeezing and rubbing her undulating cunt.

He broke the kiss and contact as quickly as he had begun, and went to her dresser quickly looking through her drawers until he found some expensive looking silk scarves. He came back to the bed with the scarves and told her to reach for the bedposts; he secured her wrists to the posts, and then took her ankles spreading them farther apart and secured them to the bed also. He took the last scarf and gagged her.

She was now helpless as she lay in the middle of her own bed. What had she done, fear beginning the creep into her thoughts, yet her arousal had increased and desire to fulfill her need had grown intensely.

Mike again stood at the foot of the bed admiring her beauty.

A true blonde her pubis area covered with wispy blonde hair, Mike, made a mental note to correct that before too long.

He climbed up onto the bed again, crawling up over her body he slammed his aching cock into her unsuspecting cunt!

\Do you have any toys?\ he asked. \Slut, answer me.\

Pulling his cock completely out of her cunt and ramming back to the hilt!

Jen struggled to answer through the gag.

His hands now savagely squeezing those beautiful tits, roughly pinching her nipples, with one hand, he ineptly reached up and released her gag with the other.

\Yes!\ She breathed. \Under the bed you will find a box.\

Slamming his cock into her cunt one last time he withdrew with a loud plop.

Replacing the gag Mike reached under the bed and found her box of toys, dildos and vibrators of various sizes, clitoral stimulators, butterflies, etc. She also had several strap-on devices, and a variety of cock rings. Mike, quickly selected from the box, and strapped the clitoral stimulator snuggly in place. He sat at the edge of the bed and admired his handy work for a few minutes, gently caressing her thighs.

Standing he engaged the stimulator through the remote, he watched as Jen\'s body began to react. \You like that slut?\ he said as he increased the vibrations watching as she came closer and closer to reaching release. He brought her to the edge and then backed off again and again, finally satisfied that the setting was just enough to torment her but not give her the relief she so desired.

He kissed her on the forehead and left the room.

Jen withered against the restrains desperate now, she was going crazy with desire, with need, with want.

Where is he, where did he go?

To Be Continued.