Door to Door Sex (Salesman Sex Book 1) (2 page)

Jeff lowered his face back down to her raised rump and, stroking her pussy with one hand as he parted her still hot buttocks with the other. Licking around Cyn’s little starfish, he suddenly pushed his tongue inside, claiming a moan from his woman. He worked slowly and carefully, pouring baby oil into her crack and carefully easing first one, then two and finally a third finger in.

Cyn was moaning openly now and climbing back up to full arousal fast. When Jeff felt the moment was right, he quickly removed his fingers and placed the head of his angry prick on her rear opening, pushing forward until the helmet popped just inside.

Cyn had a change of heart and began to panic again, so Jeff leaned over and kissed her delicately on the cheek, careful not to move his cock. “Shhhh,” he whispered. “You have to trust me.”  She quickly began to relax again and Jeff pushed slowly forward, increasing the pressure on her ring piece.

Suddenly, with an almost audible ‘pop,’ he was through her sphincter. Cyn let out a low moan. “Ooooh!”

Halting again a moment, Jeff caressed her soft hips and pushed one hand under Cyn’s body to slowly stroke her clitoris.

This had the desired effect and as Cyn sighed her appreciation, Jeff took full advantage and slid up to the balls into her poop chute. The feeling was incredible for him; like sinking his cock into hot, melted butter and he relished the moment. Cyn was clearly a little uncomfortable and Jeff took his time again, so as not to spook her. “How does that feel, little one?” he asked.

“Oh baby!” Cyn crooned. “I have never felt so full before!”

Jeff now began to slowly stroke in and out, rubbing Cyn’s little button in time with his movements. Just like with her spanking, he could feel the conflict within the little woman beneath him. Pain and pleasure, guilt and naughtiness, haughtiness and submission. They were all coming together and there could only be one conclusion.

As the temperature began to rise a phone suddenly started to ring and Jeff noticed a mobile on the bedside table, its display flashing. Very carefully, so as not to dislodge himself from Cyn, he reached across and read the display, ‘Harry calling.’ With a chuckle he put the phone to Cyn’s ear. “Speak to your husband,” he said playfully. “You don’t want him to think you’re up to no good, do you?”

Cyn greeted her husband and gave the semblance of a normal conversation as Jeff started slowly thrusting again. As he upped the tempo, she struggled to keep her tone normal and made up a story about rushing around shopping to account for her breathlessness. She maintained the pretence as long as possible and then quickly curtailed the call as she felt her control slipping from her again.

Suddenly, Jeff felt the moment he had been waiting for as Cyn’s buttocks noticeably relaxed under him. Upping the ante, he reached forward and gripped her hard by the back of the neck, imposing his dominance like a dog with a bitch.  Increasing his pace, he began thrusting hard, buggering her virgin hole without mercy.

“Oh, my God!” Cyn completely lost her mind. Jeff was no longer rubbing her clitoris but it didn’t matter. She had leaped right back up to the pinnacle of pleasure and was about to collapse. Her little arse hole pulsed and gripped Jeff’s manhood in a way that guaranteed he wouldn’t last much longer.

When it came, it was out of this world for both of them. Cyn saw stars behind her eyes as the room span and then her body went rigid, her ring piece clamping tightly around Jeff as she shuddered violently. It took all of his strength to force his way through her sphincter muscle and he managed only a couple more strokes before he flooded Cyn’s bowels with hot spunk.

They lay together for a few long minutes, Jeff’s softening cock still wedged inside Cyn’s bottom, before he reached under them and wrenched Harold’s ruined tie off the lady’s wrists. “Fifty minutes, he said as he withdrew from a reluctant Cyn and headed for the shower.

“Fifty minutes what?” asked a shell-shocked Mrs Newbold.

“I only used fifty minutes, I’ve got six left for a shower,” he replied with a grin.

Cyn reclined back on to her Egyptian cotton sheets.

“I’ll leave it on the table downstairs”, Jeff shouted through the bathroom door.

“You’ll leave what,” asked a confused Cyn.

“The contract. Just sign by the crosses and put it in the post.”

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THE MAKING OF A SUBMISSIVE WIFE

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BREEDING BETHANY

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SELLING THE WIFE

Suzi, the submissive wife is about to embark on another adventure. Her husband and Master has arranged for a place for her in a very exclusive slave auction. Sold for the weekend for an eye-watering figure, She is surprised to find who her new 'owners' are and what they intend to do with her!

REPOSSESSING THE MISTRESS

Emma thought she could manage without her married Master. Besides, she needed to get on with her life and her biological clock was ticking. Realising she was wrong and desperately needed Him, she invited Him for a chat in a hotel room. He came to repossess her with his bag of tricks and his wife!

TURNING THE TABLES

Emma, the ever submissive mistress is to entertain another couple this evening in her Master’s dungeon. But things don’t quite go as expected.

KEEPING IT IN THE FAMILY

Ex-soldier Jeff is still in his first month as a renewable energy salesman and having the time of his life. His sales were well over target and he was earning about three times his old military salary. But that wasn’t even the best of it. He had a job which took him to see horny housewives and MILFs every day and there was something about being a salesman which seemed to make their panties fall off as soon as he got inside their homes.

HAVING THE VICAR’S WIFE

Having the Vicar's Wife sees ex-soldier, turned salesman, Jeff being set the challenging task of seducing the prim and proper vicar's wife. Prim and proper Marcie was still in her twenties but dressed like a woman twice her age. Once naked and suitably primed, however, she reacted like any other hot blooded woman with Jeff inside them.

TAKEN

British Army officer’s wife and daughter, Arabella and Georgiana were gorgeous, well-bred and used to having their own way. Having explored the whole of Southern Cyprus they decided to venture into the north. What they didn’t reckon on was the police chief who didn’t play by the rules they were used to and who decided to make them his own.

SOLD

Colonel's daughter, Georgiana Parke-Robinson was taken at the Cypriot border with her mother by a corrupt Turkish police chief. Entering the most frightening and bewildering phase of her life, she is driven deep into the countryside and prepared to be auctioned.
 

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PAYING THE RENT

Steve hated this part of being a landlord - chasing tenants who refused to pay their rent. Collaring Eric wasn't too difficult, he was a creature of habit and not too bright. As they sat together in the lounge of the flat, Steve and Eric were interrupted by Eric's new girlfriend, a gorgeous blonde student called Lisa. Eric now had the means to pay his rent - Lisa!

Extract:

“I’m Lisa and I live here,” snapped the girl. “Who the fuck are you?”

“I’m the landlord and I don’t have you on the tenancy agreement,” answered Steve nonchalantly, “so it’s probably best if you lose the attitude! Now, what do you do for a living?”

Lisa got the message and her tone became a lot more respectful. “I’m a student,” she answered.

“Okay, so you’re living on a student loan, I’m guessing,” said Steve. “The reason I’m here is because your boyfriend here hasn’t paid any rent for the last six weeks. I want to help you out as much as possible but I’m a businessman. I can’t just let you freeload. Can you make a contribution?”

The two youngsters started to speak at once, making hollow promises and excuses until Steve stopped them dead. “Right, the two of you need to think about things and have a talk amongst yourselves. This is what we’ll do. Tomorrow night, you can come to dinner with my wife and I and we’ll come up with a way forward that suits us all and stops you getting thrown out on to the street. How does that sound?”

Lisa and Eric both nodded enthusiastically.

“Good,” continued Steve, passing Lisa a card. “This is our address. Eight o’clock and don’t be late.” He stood up and made for the door. “Oh and dress appropriately,” he added, looking Lisa up and down. “That means a dress, Lisa.”

As the door closed behind their landlord, Lisa and Eric looked at each other. “What do you think?” asked Lisa.

“I think he wants to get your knickers off,” snarled the hairy young man.

“No doubt about that,” said Lisa. “There’s no harm in letting the dirty old perv think he’s in with a chance if it gives us some slack on the rent though. You watch me flirt with him tomorrow and wind his old woman up.”

The following evening, the young couple were ringing the bell of their landlord’s huge house at exactly eight o’clock. Lisa was dressed to kill in her little black dress and Eric had made an effort with a proper shirt and trousers. The big door was opened by a gorgeous older woman with a welcoming smile. “You must be Lisa and Eric. Welcome to our humble home. I’m Helen.”

There was nothing humble about this home, Lisa thought as she handed over her jacket to the older woman.

Helen looked Lisa up and down. “Wow,” she said. “I can see exactly what Steve meant. You are stunning.” She grabbed the young woman by the shoulders and kissed her on the cheek. Lisa’s head was spinning. What exactly had Steve said to his wife about her?

The two couples made small talk over dinner. Helen and Steve were delightful hosts and they knew how to set people at their ease. Beneath the chat though, they were following a carefully choreographed strategy with only one objective: Lisa. Whereas Eric was being loaded with as much alcohol as possible, both in his glass and his food, Helen was carefully monitoring the amount that Lisa drank. She wanted her compliant; not comatose.