by Sasha Scott
It happened the moment he left the fast food restaurant, minding his own business when he heard a squawk from behind.
“There he is officer,” the voice said, “he’s the one who was doing disgusting things to those women.”
He turned around sharply in panic. He knew there was a risk of him being caught fucking in public but he didn’t think the police would get involved. However he was calmed when he actually caught sight of the officer in question; it was also a woman.
“Sir I need you to come with me, I have some questions to ask you,” she told him as she approached with the witness not far behind.
Marlon had tested out his ring and found it had no effect on men, it was only effective against women. If the officer had been a guy he may have been in bother but a woman made things very easy.
“You two come with me,” he commanded, the ring working its magic as the two had their faces dull over, eyes flash red as they responded yes in unison.
Eyes had been focused on him when the officer approached so he had to get them all out of the public eye, leading the two women down a series of back alleys into a location a lot more secluded.
Looking back over the two women he couldn’t help but notice that they were both quite the lookers. They both looked to be in their twenties or thirties, good figures, probably very fit; they’d delivered a jackpot to him, one he was going to take advantage of.
Once the three of them were all alone he turned back to confront the pair and told them, “To say sorry for falsely accusing me the two of you are going to strip naked and start making out together.”
“Yes,” their monotone voices responded as they began to strip out of their attires, showing him that those good figures he thought he saw under their clothes wasn’t just an illusion and was the real deal; the two of them had very nice bodies.
Once the two of them were wearing nothing more than birthday suits they pressed their feminine bodies up tight together and pushed in lip to lip and began to kiss deeply, making out sloppily in front of an excited Marlon who felt his shaft starting to throb again from the sexy saliva swapping sight.
He allowed them to continue for a few moments as he unbuckled his pants, an action he was having to do a lot, letting his turgid manhood spring free, already completely erect.
“Both of you face the wall, hands pressed down, asses pushed out,” he commanded again making the two of them take the action he desired, presenting themselves against a brick wall.
Marlon dug down into the discarded police clothing and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. He used them on his targets, joining them together by the wrists, keeping them side by side and stopping either of them from escape.
“Now we’re going to fuck,” he informed them, “until I feel you’ve made up for spoiling my day with lies.”
“Yes,” the two responded before the witness, fresh out of the trance, began to whine up to him.
“Oh I’m sorry for lying sir! Please forgive me, please use my pussy until I make it up to you.”
“No,” he told her, “for slandering me I’m going to let your pussy suffer. Instead I’ll use here.”
The here in question was the same hole that he used with his girlfriend, that tight asshole that squeezed so firmly and delectably on his pulsing cock.
He took her first, and her ass, his cock still carrying the drool of a family combo which made it easier for him to be able to slide into her from behind, his hands gripping onto her waist, helping to present that pert ass for him to fuck, his hips slapping into the round cheeks and filling the back alley with the pleasant sound of body crashing into body, skin slapping into skin.
Her groans panted out as she kept babbling to him about how sorry she was, despite the fact she’d actually been telling the truth but that had been wiped from her mind and as far as she was concerned she was a dirty little liar and in punishment she was having her taboo hole fucked hard.
Marlon could feel the difference in fucking an asshole over a pussy, he could feel how damn tight the clinging tunnel was, it was enough to milk his shaft dry.
The tight squeeze of her behind made Marlon groan as his fingers sunk down tightly against her round rear, a rush of orgasm racing up his body before it hit the magic spot and made his hot cum gush out, filling her behind with his thick white seed.
He pressed his hips tightly into her, as tight as he could reach with his body compressed tightly into her ass, until his orgasmed ran dry and he could slowly pull himself out of her cum leaking hole.
Even though he’d already came so much during the day and had just shot another load he wasn’t done, he couldn’t be done, as he had another hole to sample. He moved from the witness to the officer and looked over her from behind.
“I’m sorry for listening to her,” the policewoman groaned, “I’m sorry for interrupting sir.”
“Yes you should be sorry, especially now your friend has gotten me in the mood for anal so I guess I’ll sample you back here too.”
His hands gripped onto her hips as he pressed himself into her tight backdoors making her body jump and her moan release high pitched squeals as he began to plow himself into her booty.
Just like with the other girl the sudden pounding impact of his hips was filling the air with a pleasant clapping sound and he was making her ass glow pink from the spanking force of his body beating into her ass as he drove himself wild in her asshole.
The incredible sensation of anal, the lustful feeling of that taboo act of sex, it was making his cock throb again as he was getting to the point of another orgasm.
“This is it,” he told the officer as he kept her hips up in place, keeping her in position for him to drive his lust into, “I’m gonna make you sorry for doubting me.”
“Yes I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she squealed out as his cock pulsed with thick veins, his orgasm imminent.
Again he groaned and tightly he gripped as the rush of seed came squirting through his throbbing shaft, an explosion of hot clinging whiteness pouring into her tight anus, coating it with a thick helping of jizz.
He pulled back from her, both of their holes dripping with his whiteness, cum trickling down their asses towards their soaked pussies. It was such a powerful sight, such a glorious sight; it was the sight of control.
“Before you get dressed you two will make each other cum then you may leave,” he ordered as he got himself changed again and began to leave the scene, leaving the two of them to handle the rest by themselves now he was satisfied.
“Yes,” softly and then the sound of hot moaning and wet rubbing was the last sound he heard as he left the two of them to their own devices.
Using the ring to simply pick up and drop off any woman he felt like was an even greater joy that he imagined it would be. Finally he’d found his purpose in life thanks to the magic ring. Now the question was who would his next conquest be?
Musicians Can’t Say No!
“Great job today,” the agent said to the girls who had just finished off a live performance.
While not being a globally famous girl band, yet, LovePlus were quickly growing with their songs rising up the charts and their name spreading from coast to coast all over the USA.
They’d pretty much just gotten off a stage for their biggest performance to date and it’d been a good one. They’ve loved it, their agent had loved it and most importantly the fans had loved it.
The four strong girl quad all slumped down in the lounge, their chests pumping and their bodies sweating after a night of dancing all across their stage as they burned out their vocal chords singing; none of that miming business from them.
However despite their voices, despite their singing, like all girl bands the thing that LovePlus were really getting lots of fame and attention for what the good looks of their singers.
Kimberly was a young, blonde haired delight.
Rin was the band’s bubbly Asian treasure.
Skye was the energetic brunette of the bunch.
Natasha was the band’s curvy and charismatic lead singer.
Together the four young cuties, all of them barely over the age of twenty one, were penciled in for great things. They were the fresh, new, hot act on the scene and everyone could tell that they were on the way to something big.
“Oh my god so tiring!” Skye sighed out, kicking off her shoes and shaking her feet up and down, trying to get the tension out of those soles.
“Wow that was batshit,” Rin added, “Did you see how many people were out there tonight? And they loved us, they totally loved us!”
Natasha leaned back with a wide grin on her face, “Yeah they did didn’t they?”
Kimberley joined in on the self congratulating, “I can’t wait for our next gig now, although I hope it’s not for another year or so. God my legs ache.”
As the four of them stewed in their success, bodies doing the same in sweat, there was a knock on the changing room door with caused a groan to ring out through the room.
“What seriously they want something?” Natasha groaned.
“Yeah I’m tired, go get rid of whoever it is,” Rin complained to their female agent who went to check the door.
She expected to find one of the people who worked at the venue, or possibly someone from a record label trying to snatch them away with a better office but instead it was just some dude who looked like he was a fan. He was dressed far too casually to be bothering LovePlus just after one of their shows. Weren’t security supposed to keep people like this out? What was he doing here?
“Sorry, no autographs,” was the first thing their agent, Coleen, said to the stranger who had decided to interrupt their victory parade. However he had other plans.
“You are going to let me in because I want to have sex with LovePlus and you’re going to allow me,” Marlon told her as he lifted his hand, showing off the magic ring which glew with a red shine, the same shine which was cast over her eyes as the annoyed look on her face was drained away and replaced with a dullness.
“Yes,” she responded obediently, as every woman was when faced with the ring. Marlon had done his research on the band to find this way to them.
Just as she agreed she let him into the room, the band lifting their brows as a stranger suddenly walked into their room when they didn’t want to be bothered by anybody.
“Erm, can we help you?” the leader singer asked as he walked in casually with their agent following close behind.
“Yes you can,” he told them, lifting his hand the same way he loved to do to show off even if it didn’t help the magic whatsoever, “you’re all going to give me my own private costume viewing, right here, right now.”
The moment when four faces all dulled in unity and responded with the same monotone rendition of the word yes was a thrilling one to watch, just as it was everytime.
Marlon licked his lips with four delicious pieces of meat to play with; five if the agent was counted as well, she was actually quite the looker if not older than the band members. So five fresh targets for him to toy around with as he wished. It was going to be a good night.
Because the music industry knew all about sex appeal the costumes that the girls wore on stage were always sexy little outfits which showed off plenty of skin. Of course tonight’s performance had been no exception with those matching cheerleader style outfits coming in four different colors.
Their cleavages were emphasized by the way the white cups on their colored corsets pushed up from below and those white mini skirts left the thighs to flick around sensually, peeking out over those white and color striped thigh length socks each girl wore. Marlon even made each girl put the matching ribbons back in their hair.
The only change he did make to their outfits was the treasure hiding beneath. Of course a pair of sweat coated panties, so wet and clinging to the body that it showed an outline, a preview of the pinkness hiding below, was very delightful but he gave the order and they had to go. Under each of those little dancing skirts would be one of LovePlus’ bare, pink, sweet mounds.
He looked at the four of them prancing around in front of him with their tummies exposed and the slight thigh gap flashing him; it was such a delectable sight.
Marlon groaned out as he rested his hand on Coleen’s head, the ebony skinned agent bobbing up and down as she was settled on her knees, down between his thighs, her lips and tongue working over his shaft, her drool painting across his firm member that only got more excited with such young, sexy, hot things posing for his pleasure.
“Pull those skirts up higher,” he commanded the four of them, “make those skirts even shorter.”
The four responded in unison as they grasped at their waistbands and pulled up, the reveal of their stomachs being swallowed up in exchange for more of those dancer’s legs and a peek at the nude pussies hiding below.
He could feel himself getting to the point of orgasm but before he reached his limit he locked his fingers into her dark hair and dragged her head up. He’d came here to taste the delights of four up and coming gems, not some random woman he’d never seen before.
“You’re done for now,” wait there he told the agent, getting the response he imagined, or more he knew he would get, before turning his attention back to the four LovePlus members, “Okay girls each of you is going to tell me why you should have the honor of having sex with me first.”
Once they were done with their trademarks lines it was the energetic Skye who decided to go first by jumping forwards and announced her reasons before any of others could get their words out.
“Like everyone knows I’m the most popular in the band! I’m cute, I’m lively and I’m sexy as fuck! Come on man you know you wanna come and bang me!”
“Excuse me?”, Natasha scoffed as she stepped forward, “If anybody is the most popular, if anybody is the star in this band it’s me. If you wanna fuck, if you wanna hook up with us girls then who wouldn’t take the lead singer first? Please sir, I get so damn excited after a performance and I wanna blow off some steam. Don’t you wanna know what the pussy of the headline act sounds like?”
She lifted up the front of her skirt, showing off her slit and her slight wetness, licking across her lips nice and slowly; sensually before his eyes.
“You’re only the lead because you have the biggest tits,” Kimberly complained as she too took the punt, “but that doesn’t make you as sexy as me. Don’t listen to these hacks dude, you wanna fuck the hottest first don’t ya?”
“Oh please sir,” Rin said as she approached, “I love this band so much and I love each and every fan of ours. Lemme thank you for all your love and support by letting me pleasure your dick in my tight asian pussy.”
Decisions decisions. He loved to see them all fighting with each other but he easily picked out his favorite from the four of them as he crooked his finger over to Rin.
“It looks like only one of us cares about the fans and not just how much everybody loves you, come here Rin you can ride my cock first.”
Dumbly and absent mindedly she responded with, “Yes,” as the other girls watched on in the background, pouting and scowling.
As the Asian delight was mounting onto his lap he peeked over her body and addressed the three losers who had been put in their place, “The three of you make out with each other until I need you.”
All of their visible annoyances were wiped away in a matter of moments as they responded and then got straight to making out, swapping saliva and grinding up against each other, hands rubbing and sliding, fondling visible flesh.
While they suddenly had their attention occupied Marlon could hold his hands onto Rin’s sides as her silky smooth hands rested on his shoulders, her body straddling his lap as she lowered herself down, kissing her pussy lips into his hard, throbbing, bulbous cock, slowly sinking her tight Asian body downwards, penetrating the saliva lubed shaft into her body.
The moans of the popstar filled the air as her insides spread to accommodate his size, her tight juicy pussy hugg
ing around his manhood, fingers squeezing into his shoulders. He’d already felt the sensation, the different shape, tightness and softness of many different women but this was the first time he’d ever been inside somebody famous.
Sadly the bodies of the famous weren’t an alien invention or a pleasurable cyborg form made specifically for milking the lust from men, it was just a normal body no matter how sexy, delightful and exciting. However that didn’t mean she didn’t feel good, feeling her riding up and down with bouncing hips was amazing.
Marlon leant his head back as he moaned out as her body bounced and jiggled in her sexy outfit, the scent of those sweat dripping bodies tickling his nostrils making him lust for her body and with her mind hypnotised and her pussy filled she was lusting back for him.
She began to moan and ramble, slurring out messy worship, “Thank you for all you support! I want to pay you back, I want to pay you back for every dollar you spent on us, every song you bought, every concert you attended! Please fuck me until you’re satisfied!”
