Blackmail Gone Wrong
Author's note: This story is a work of fiction with fictitious names, characters, places, and events. Any resemblance to actual persons or actual events, is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 years of age or older.
***
Beth's parents were on vacation, and she was enjoying the house and the private backyard to herself.
Peter was her neighbor for the past ten years. They were friends as children, but Beth brushed him off when she began high school. Peter was 20 years and only 5 foot 4 inches tall, not very attractive, and not very bright. Peter's mother passed away when he was very young, and his father remarried when he was 15 years old.
Peter was embarrassed by his small package. He often inflicted his frustrations on his stepsister, Emily. The animosity toward Emily was compounded by the fact that Beth and Emily were close friends. They were both 18 years old and had just graduated high school.
It was a hot summer day. Beth loved skinny dipping and laying naked in the sun. Her perfect body was glistening under the sun. She had long blonde hair, deep blue eyes, pink lush lips and a tall, tanned body. All the young studs desired her, but Beth had a reputation of being a dick tease.
Peter knew Beth was alone and heard her swimming in the backyard. He could not help himself and peeked through some holes in the fence. Peter could not believe his eyes. Beth was on the sun bed, and her narrow groomed blonde pussy was in plain view. Her pretty tits were pointing to the sky. Her legs were parted, and Peter, the pervert he is, took a lot of pictures.
Beth was feeling horny and started to masturbate. Peter could not believe his luck. Beth parted her legs and massaged her moist pussy lips. Her fingers slid inside her wet tunnel, roaming to her clit. She moaned and spread her legs more. A few moments later, Beth arched her pelvis and stroked her pussy to an orgasm. Peter recorded everything on video.
***
That same evening, Peter sent Beth the images of her pleasuring herself.
"That little fucking pervert!" Beth shouted out loud.
Beth texted back, "What do you want, you little shit?"
Peter replied immediately, "A blow job."
Beth thought for a few minutes, smirked with a plan in mind, and texted back, "You perverted asshole. Come to my backyard at 12 noon tomorrow."
Peter smiled and texted back with a thumbs-up.
***
Beth called Emily and said, "Your stepbrother is an asshole!"
"Yeah, what did the jerk do now?"
Beth explained everything to Emily.
"I know he is an ass, but I can't believe he would grovel that low," Emily said in frustration.
"Well, I have a plan. Do you want to help so we can turn the tables and torture him?" Beth said with excitement.
"Yes! I'm all ears," replied Emily.
Emily smiled as she listened to the plan, and said, "It sounds perfect! And yes, I know the password to his phone. He uses the same one on everything...he is so stupid."
***
The next day, Peter walked into Beth's backyard right on time. Beth was wearing a tube top and shorts. She sat in a chair near the pool.
Beth said, "Let's get this over with. Put your phone on the table and pull down your pants."
Peter was eager, so he took off his pants and shorts.
"Oh my God! What is that puny little thing!" Beth laughed out loud.
Peter's cock was maybe just over an inch, and his balls were like tiny marbles.
Peter turned beet red and said, "Just suck it."
There was a shed a few yards away, and Emily was hiding inside and recording everything.
"Get your little dick hard first!" yelled Beth.
Peter was staring at her long legs, and her tits pressed against her tight tube top. He began to stroke his tiny shaft.
Beth stared at him with a sultry look, and his boner grew fully erect to three inches. He stroked it for a few more moments.
"Suck it now!" Peter yelled.
Beth quickly jumped from her chair and shoved Peter into the pool. Emily ran from the shed, and they both laughed at him struggling in the water.
Peter got his balance and walked out of the pool covering his tiny weenie.
"What the fuck are you doing here!" Peter yelled at Emily.
"Oh, just taking a video of you jerking off your tiny boner."
Peter grabbed his pants, and started to put them on, when Beth yelled, "Stop. Stay naked or your little jerk-off show will be shown to everyone!"
"I'll show you playing with your pussy!" yelled Peter.
"Those are all gone. You should use a different passcode," laughed Emily.
Peter grabbed his phone and was in shock that they were all deleted.
"If you take any pictures of me again, Peter, I'll have some of my guy friends beat the shit out of you. And you know they will do it for me," threatened Beth.
Emily stood beside Beth, and said, "Throw your clothes down, and bring your tiny pecker over here."
Emily was 5 foot 7 inches, two inches shorter than Beth. So, they both towered over Peter.
Peter was defeated, and slowly walked closer to them. Emily was smirking at his tiny dick. She looked down into his eyes, squeezed the head of his miniscule dick, and said, "You are going to do whatever I say. Don't even think about talking back or questioning me. If you do, this video will be the talk of the town."
Emily had long dark brunette hair, with dark thick eyebrows and dark brown eyes. Her triangular face was intimidating and sexy at the same time. Emily's ass was plump and round, but her waist was narrow, and her legs were sexy as hell.
Beth wrapped her fingers tightly around Peter's tiny ball sack, and said, "You are going to be our little bitch boy. You can start by cleaning my asshole with your tongue."
Peter started to say something, and Emily shouted, "Don't even think about saying anything! Just do what you are told!"
Beth walked to the lounger, pulled down her shorts and panties, leaned on it, and said, "Eat my ass."
Beth's ass was perfect. Firm, round, and tan. Her cheeks were high in the air. Peter walked to her, spread her ass, and began licking her pink starfish.
"Push your tongue further in!" shouted Beth.
Peter darted his tongue deeper into Beth's tight hole. He licked all around it, and then reached for her tits.
"Hands off!" shouted Emily, as she swatted him.
Peter pulled back his hand and continued licking her pink hole. After a few more minutes, Emily took a butt plug out of her purse.
"Time for your little ass toy. Bend over the chair, and spread your ass," ordered Emily.
Peter's cheeks were spread, and Emily grinned as she shoved the stainless-steel plug in his ass. Peter yelped, as it went inside.
"Lay on the ground while I tell you my rules," demanded Emily in a stern voice.
Peter lay on the ground face-up. Emily sat on his chest and squeezed his tiny hard-on.
"When our parents are out of the house, you will always be naked. You will do whatever I say, without question or hesitation, no matter who is there. Each morning, you will lick my ass. When I enter your room, make sure you are naked with your legs spread. Understand?"
Peter nodded his head.
"Good! Now get your ass out of here, and never bother Beth again!" shouted Emily.
Peter got up and grabbed his clothes and phone. The girls laughed as his tiny ass ran home.
***
Peter's dad and Emily's mom both had very busy careers. They were out the door aby 6:30 am, and never back before 6:30 pm. It was summer, and Emily was home for a few more months before going off to college. Peter worked as a car salesman. After two years of living with his dad and stepmom, he still hasn't made enough money to move out.
Peter did not have many dates, and the one's he had did not go well, especially the blind date with Lynn.
Emily's friend Eva had an older sister named Lynn. Lynn was 22 years old and did not have much luck with men. She never wore makeup and had these old fashion thick framed glasses that made her look like a nerd. Her face resembled Amy from the Big Bang Theory. Lynn had short black hair that was never made up. However, under her plain clothes, her petite body was a knock-out.
About a month ago, Emily and Eva arranged the blind date. Peter and Lynn met at a restaurant. As soon as Peter met Lynn, he made a sour face. It went downhill from there. At the dinner table, they had some small talk, but then Peter paid more attention to his phone rather than Lynn. Lynn was already disgusted with him, but decided to stay and hoped the conversation would improve.
It did not. Peter was barely paying attention to her, and he began texting during the meal. Lynn lost her temper, grabbed his phone, and slammed it on the table next to her.
"Did you know it's rude to text while on a date." Lynn said in an angry voice.
"Hey, give me back my phone!" yelled Peter.
Lynn glanced down at the text message, and she read, "She has a dog face. What a loser."
"You fucking asshole!" shouted Lynn. Everyone in the restaurant heard the commotion. Lynn picked up her wine glass, dumbed the red wine over his head, and stormed out.
***
On Monday morning Emily walked into Peter's room just after their parents left for work.
Peter was asleep, laying on his stomach with his blanket only covering his legs from the knees down. His little ass was bare, and Emily smirked as she slapped it.
"What the fuck!" growled Peter. He looked up with hazy eyes and saw Emily hovering over him. She was only wearing her pajama top that went down to the middle of her plump bottom. Her tits were large and peeked through the unfastened buttons. Her bush was a neatly trimmed dark triangle.
"Turn over and spread your legs," ordered Emily.
Peter obeyed without saying a word. He spread his legs, and his little boner was hard as a rock pointing straight up to his face - morning wood.
Emily wasted no time. She straddled his face and teased him by rubbing her pussy over his mouth just once. Then she twisted around, and sat on his face, spreading her ass cheeks.
Peter gagged while his entire face was between her butt cheeks.
Peter's little dick was red and throbbing. Emily kept flicking his tiny head with her fingers.
Emily slid off Peter and got on all fours. Her beautiful ass was inches from his face. She spread her cheeks, and her tiny pink hole was ready for his tongue.
"Lick it like you love it!" screamed Emily.
For what seemed like forever, Peter tongued and licked her ass until Emily moaned and groaned. She collapsed on her back with her legs spread. Peter's little boner was bright red and about to burst.
"Jerk it off," Emily shouted.
Peter stroked his little three-inch pecker for only a few seconds, and then shot his wad all over Emily's pussy and tummy.
"Lick it all up," demanded Emily.
Peter dove his tongue into her pussy. His tongue licked her outer lips, then inner lips. Emily was moaning again, but much louder, especially after he found her hard little clit. As Peter was licking her clit, he rubbed her tummy, and smeared his cream all over her firm tits.
Her pussy was convulsing while he squeezed her hard nipples. Emily screamed out as she climaxed.
After a few minutes of silence, Emily said, "I'm taking a shower. Get your littler pecker in the kitchen and make some breakfast."
***
After Emily's shower, she dressed in her tights. She humiliated Peter by ordering him to do chores around the house in the nude.
At 9:30 am the doorbell rang, and Emily greeted her friends Beth and Eva.
"Let's do some yoga," Emily said with excitement.
Beth and Eva were both dressed in black tights. Beth looked like her amazing self, with her camel toe showing. Eva was very petite, only 5 foot even and 98 pounds. She had long brunette hair, with a small round pretty face.
They did some warm-up stretches on the living room floor. They were sitting up with their legs spread. Their pretty feet were bare, and each had different colored toenails: Beth's was deep red; Eva's was bright pink; and Emily's was dark blue.
"I need some water. Can I get it from the kitchen?" asked Beth.
"No need. I'll have my ass boy get it," giggled Emily. She then yelled, "Peter, bring us some water bottles!"
Peter was hiding in his room.
Emily had already told Eva what happened the other day, and what to expect when she arrived at her house. Eva could not wait to humiliate Peter after what he did on the blind date with her sister Lynn.
Peter knew there was no way out. He held his breath and left his room. He had to walk by the living room to get to the kitchen. He walked quickly trying to hide his tiny cock.
"Peter, don't be rude, come say hello to Beth and Eva," said Emily, as the other girls stared at the tiniest pecker they ever saw.
"Hi," said Peter, as he turned red. He stood a few steps away from the young women, staring down at their feet.
"You remember Eva, right? You met her sister Lynn not too long ago," said Emily in a vengeful tone.
Emily reached up and rubbed his tiny cock with her two fingers. "Just like a baby dick," Emily said, as they giggled more.
Peter was silent, and then said, "Well, let me get your gals the water bottles."
Eva said, "Wait, Peter. You seem to fancy our feet. Come kneel on the floor and lick my toes."
Eva lifted her right foot, and Peter had no choice but to kneel. He took her foot to his mouth and licked her tiny toes.
"Suck them," said Eva.
Eva shoved all her toes in Peter's mouth, and he sucked them with vigor. Peter could not help but stare at Eva's crotch through her tights.
"Don't look at my crotch. Pay attention to my toes."
Emily and Beth grinned at Peter's humiliation.
After a few minutes of sucking Eva's feet, she pulled back, and told him to get the water. Peter returned with three water bottles and started to walk to his room.
"You stay here. Sit on the floor next to the couch and spread your legs!" demanded Emily.
For the next thirty minutes, Peter watched their bodies pressed against their tight yoga outfits. His little boner was like a flagpole.
Emily said, "Beth and I are going for a swim. Peter, do whatever Eva wants."
Eva looked at Peter with a sinister smile, and said, "Jerk-off, and then lick my ass."
She took out her camera phone and spat on his hard-on.
"Beat your little boner!" yelled Eva.
Peter had no choice. He needed relief and didn't even care anymore about the recording. He stroked his little boner up and down, while Eva smirked. He stroked harder and faster and then exploded with another orgasm. His load squirted over his stomach and chest.
Eva threw him her towel, and then put her arms on the couch with her knees on the floor. She slid her tights and panties to her ankles. Her tiny little ass was beautiful, but sweaty.
"Fuck my ass with your tongue."
After wiping himself with the towel, Peter stuck his face between her smelly cheeks. Her sweat was hot, but Peter's tongue made its way to her tight little pink hole. He held his breath and darted his tongue in and out. Eva loved getting the satisfaction of his humiliation. She moaned with pleasure, as Peter's little pointy tongue explored every part of her little rear-end.
***
A couple of days later, Emily called Lynn.
"Hello, who is this?" said Lynn.
"Hi Lynn, this is Emily. I'm friends with your sister."
There was a pause, and then Lynn said, "Oh. What do you want?"
"I know you probably hate me, but I want to try to make up for what my asshole stepbrother did to you."
"I'm listening," said Lynn reluctantly.
Lynn listened to Emily, but Eva already told her everything. Eva even showed her the video, and Lynn laughed her ass off.
While Emily articulated the details of Peter's blackmail scheme gone wrong, while Lynn fantasized about getting revenge. So many things filled her mind as Emily talked.
Emily finished up with saying, "...and I have complete control over Peter. Should I send him over to your place? He will do whatever you want."
"Yes, it will be a pleasure to torture him."
***
The next morning, Peter was leaving for work, when Emily told him, "You're going to spend the evening at my girlfriend's house on Friday, and you will do whatever she says."
"What! That's not part of the deal. I'm doing what you say, here, in this house!" yelled Peter.
"Peter, we don't have a 'deal'. You do what I say. Period!"
Peter just stared back in silence.
"If you don't do this or anything else I demand, both of those videos will be seen by everyone you know...and don't know," said Emily in a stern and convincing tone.
"You fucking bitch! Send me the address. Who is she?" screamed Peter.
"I'm sending it now. Be there at 7 pm sharp. She will introduce herself. Follow her demands to the letter. She will text me if you don't, and then your jerk-off show will be the talk of the town!"
***
Peter was in two-fold shock, when Lynn opened the door. He could not believe that he would be taking orders from the woman he insulted. Second, he could not believe Lynn looked so...amazingly different.
Lynn's short black hair was shiny and straight but curled perfectly inward at the bottom of her hairline. Her face had just the right amount of makeup to appear sexy and sinister at the same time. Eva did the makeover, and she was an artist. Lynn's eyes were highlighted with black liner. Her cheeks were pink with blush. Her lips were bright red. She had contacts in her eyes. She looked much more like Monica from Friends than nerdy Amy.
Peter said with surprise and awe, "Lynn?"
"That is me," Lynn said in a short harsh tone.
"Wow...you look so different."
"You are as dumb as you look. Come inside."
Peter stared at her very short tight black dress that contoured every curve of her petite body. She wore nothing else. Her medium sized boobs were oozing from the top of the low-cut dress, and her little round ass swayed as she walked.
Peter was stunned, and said, "Lynn, I'm so sorry I was an ass..."
"You mean you are sorry that you are here in this predicament!" yelled Lynn, cutting him off.
Peter looked down in silence with nothing to say.
Lynn picked up a collar and leach from a table, stared at Peter with her dark brown eyes, and said, "You are my dog for the night. Your name is Mutt, and dogs don't wear clothes, so strip and put this collar around your neck."
Peter knew she was serious and remembered Emily's threat for not obeying.
Peter took off his shirt, and then his shoes and socks. He unbuckled his belt and unsnapped his jeans. Peter pulled off his pants and stood before Lynn in his briefs. Lynn was 5 foot 2 inches and weighed 105 pounds.
Peter slid down his shorts, and Lynn smirked at his tiny pecker.
"That's about the size of a small dog's wiener," giggled Lynn. "Get on your knees and put the collar on."
Peter obeyed, and then Lynn attached the leach. Fortunately for Peter, her apartment was all carpet.
"You walk on all fours, unless I say otherwise. And don't say anything. Just nod your head and obey."
Lynn pulled him around the one-bedroom apartment and stopped in the bathroom.
"Dogs love to sniff butts, right?"
Peter nodded.
Lynn turned around, lifted her dress, and pressed her bare ass into Peter's face.
"Smell it Mutt, take a big whiff!"
Lynn's little ass was firm and round. Peter's nose was between her cheeks, and he smelled her musky scent. She bent down a little further and pushed her ass further against his face. His nose was pressing against her asshole, and he tried to breath through his mouth, but gagged.
"I heard you're very good with your tongue. Go ahead and lick where dogs like best."
At least Peter was able to remove his nose from her asshole and began licking her.
"That feels titillating. I want to feel that tongue action further up my ass."
Peter was once again darting his tongue in another anus.
Lynn was getting hornier by the second. She had not had sex for almost a year. She loved the sensation of his tongue in her ass and thought about his little cock ramming her rear-end. She forced the thought out of her mind...for now.
A few minutes later, Lynn said, "I need to pee. Lay on your back with your knees up and legs spread and wait till I'm done."
Peter was puzzled why she wanted him to watch her pee, but he stared at her as she pulled up her dress. Her pussy was jet black and hairy. She sat on the toilet and tinkled.
Lynn got off the seat without wiping. Her pussy was dribbling with piss.
"Dogs love to lick pee, don't they?"
Peter nodded.
"Good Mutt. Now lick me clean."
Lynn squatted her twat over Peter's face, and then rubbed her hairy pee-soaked pussy over his mouth.
Peter licked her pussy, little by little, until his tongue was going up and down her lips. After a few moments, Lynn's juices were flowing. She started to moan as Peter found her hard little clit and pressed on it hard with his hot tongue. Lynn groaned louder and moved her pelvis vigorously as Peter ate her cunt.
Peter's three-inch boner was fully erect. He was so turned on that he thought the skin on the head of his dick was going to burst.
Peter kept licking her clit until she climaxed with an intense orgasm. Lynn rolled over on the bathroom floor and caught her breath. A few moments later, she got up and pulled her dress back down.
"Come with me, Mutt," said Lynn as she pulled him into the kitchen.
Peter was on all fours, and his hard on was still aching.
Lynn reached for some olive oil and told Peter to get on his knees. She put a dog bowl under his boner and smeared some oil on his little shaft.
"Jerk-off over the bowl," said Lynn as she sat down in front of him.
Lynn's dress crept up her thighs, and then she parted her legs giving Peter a nice view of her snatch.
Peter's boner was aching, and he stroked himself while staring at Lynn's jet-black pussy. Lynn was enjoying his humiliation. She grabbed her phone and started a video as he beat his little cock vigorously. Peter felt his climax coming. He was so excited nothing could stop his masturbation, not even another video. He shot his wad. Most of his cum shot up to his belly, but some dribbled down into the dog bowl.
"You may get up and walk to the shower. After you're cleaned-up, crawl back to the kitchen for your dinner," demanded Lynn.
***
While Peter was in the shower, he had nightmare thoughts of choking to death or being poisoned by Lynn's "dinner." She was mad and vengeful, but certainly she would not go that far.
***
Peter crawled back into the kitchen, and Lynn was having a glass of wine with another woman while they both watched the jerk-off video.
"Oh, hey Mutt, meet my neighbor Tracy," said Lynn with a big smile.
Peter was in shock. He did not say a word. He was frozen on the floor on all fours.
"Cat got your tongue?" asked Tracy.
Tracy was a very tall, and a very attractive African American woman. Lynn and Tracy confided in each other with everything. Tracy was disgusted with the slimeball that hurt Lynn, and she could not believe Lynn's fortune to get revenge. Tracy was the one who gave her the dog idea, and now she was here to witness some of the humiliation.
"Peter, get on your knees, and show Tracy your tiny doggy wiener," ordered Lynn as both women giggled.
Peter had no option. He kneeled on the floor, and Tracy towered over him.
"That is the tiniest dick! Suits you very well. It must match your IQ level," said Tracy.
Tracy reached down to his crotch and covered his junk with her large hand. She squeezed his tiny balls and cock together so hard he yelped with pain. Then Tracy slid her long thick middle finger in his asshole while still firmly gripping his tiny package. She fingered fucked his ass, and suddenly Peter's little boner was pressing against the palm of her hand.
The women laughed at his little flagpole hard-on.
"Time to eat your dinner. It's steak and mashed potatoes. Eat it all up as you will need your strength for more ass licking," said Lynn.
Peter stared at the bowl and saw chunks of rare meat on top of a white mush.
"What's in it?" Peter asked with trepidation.
"Steak, potato and some of your secret sauce."
"I'll pass. I'm not hungry."
"It's not an option. Eat it now or you know the consequences," demanded Lynn.
Peter crawled to the bowl and managed to pick up a piece of meat with his lips and chewed it in humiliation. He licked the mashed potato and swallowed knowing that his jism was mixed in this mush. It took him fifteen minutes to finish the bowl, while the women watched and tortured him with rude remarks.
"Good Mutt. Time for your walk with Tracy," said Lynn.
Tracy grinned and pulled him quickly to the front door.
"Where are we going? asked Peter with fear.
"Just down the corridor to my place."
Before he knew it, Peter was being pulled outside on all fours, naked, to Tracy's apartment. Fortunately for Peter, no one else was in the walkway.
As soon as they arrived in Tracy's apartment, she kicked off her flip flops, and stripped.
Tracy was 6 feet tall with long black hair. Her boobs were massive, and her dark nipples covered half of her firm tits. Her pussy was shaved clean, and her ass protruded out and was wide.
"Like what you see, little dog? Time for an ass feast," laughed Tracy.
Peter's puny boner was rock hard. He felt like a captured midget kneeling under her naked body.
Tracy had a pile of pillows on the carpet, and she kneeled over them. Her massive ass was spread, and her dark asshole was waiting.
"Put your face in, Mutt, and give me that tongue action I heard so much about!"
Peter wanted to shove his boner between her black shiny cheeks, but knew he had to start licking. His face was engulfed in her meaty flesh. His tongue made its way to her asshole, but it was diffilcult to reach with her buns smashing in his face. He pressed hard and licked her outer rim. Peter took both hands, spread her large butt apart, and finally tongue fucked her asshole nice and deep.
Tracy moaned with excitement, as he tunnled further in her hole. She loved the sensation of her buns being spread wide open while his hot little tongue roamed her anus. Tracy slid her fingers in her juicy smooth cunt and masturbated to an orgasm.
"Time to walk back," ordered Tracy as she got dressed.
Tracy opened the door and pulled Peter out to the corridor, just as an elderly woman walked-by and stared at the naked guy on all fours.
Tracy said, "Hi Mrs. Allen. He's been a bad boy. Do you like his little weenie?"
Mrs. Allen said under her breath, "Damn degenerates!" and quickly walked to her apartment.
Tracy and Peter were back in Lynn's apartment.
"Was he a good Mutt?" asked Lynn.
"He performed just fine," Tracy said as she patted Peter's ass.
"I'll leave you to...whatever," laughed Tracy as she opened the door and left.
Lynn pointed to the corner of the room, and said, "Go lay on the floor with your legs spread until I call for you."
Peter crawled to the spot, laid on his back, and spread his legs as ordered.
Lynn walked to her bedroom and changed into a see-through black nighty. Her perky tits and little hard pink nipples were very sexy. The nighty went to the top of her thighs, exposing a portion of her black bush and tight little ass as she entered the living room.
Peter's eyes were glued to Lynn's incredibly sexy body, and his little boner popped up in an instant. Lynn sat on the couch, with her short sexy legs extended, and pointed her tiny toes.
"Come lick them."
Peter crawled to her and began licking her soft toes. Her nails were painted glossy white, and all five of them were in his mouth, as he sucked and licked them with vigor. He gazed at her sexy dark pussy and dreamed of fucking her.
Lynn knew she was driving him wild. As she rotated her right foot with her left, she pressed her toes all over his face. She then rubbed his nose, eyes and cheeks with both of her slippery feet.
Lynn was getting very horny. She could not decide whether his tongue should lick her ass or her pussy. She put her hands and knees on the couch, and she slid two fingers in her moist pussy.
"Lick my ass," Lynn said with a moaning voice.
Peter went right to it. He licked her tight little starfish, pushing his tongue in and out. While Lynn was rubbing her clit, Peter reached for her tits, and massaged her nipples. Her pink nipples got smaller and harder. They protruded out, and he squeezed them with his forefinger and thumb while licking her tight hole.
Lynn was overwhelmed with the sensations all around her body: her hot clit was swollen; her hard nipples ached; and her ass wanted to feel his little hard-on.
"Fuck my ass!"
Peter could not believe his ears, but he maneuvered his boner between her butt cheeks in no time. He slid his head near her asshole and nudged a little.
"Yes! Fuck me hard!"
Peter could feel his head going inside, and he thrusted a little more. Her tiny ass was nothing like Tracy's. He pushed his little boner all the way in, and then thrusted in and out, ramming her little ass fast as a jackhammer.
"Yes! Yes! Harder!" screamed Lynn.
Peter's hands were squeezing her tits, while he fucked her ass like crazy. Lynn's hands were bracing the couch, as she was being slammed in the rear-end.
After a few minutes of crazy ass fucking, Peter exploded his wad in her ass, and she had an intense orgasm at the same time. Lynn collapsed on the couch, and Peter lay on top of her, not believing what just happened.
Lynn was confused yet very satisfied in many ways.
A few moments later, Lynn said, "Time for you to go."
Peter got dressed and walked to the door. He turned around, and said, "This was crazy...want to do it again?"
Lynn yelled, "Not a chance in hell!" and slammed the door in his face.
- In an attempt to turn the tables, Beth suggested to Emily, "Why don't we use Peter's blackmail against him?"
- As commanded by Beth, Peter found himself kneeling by the poolside, staring at Beth's perfectly shaped, tanned posterior, and was told, "Eat my ass."
- Feeling humiliated and defeated, Peter obediently licked Emily's plump and round backside, every bite of humiliation making his little, pink erogenous zone harder than before.
