Filthy Smut (Vol. 3): 38 Erotic Stories (Over 450 Pages of Hot Sex)

by Lynn, KT

  “I know, I know,” Slickson continued, “you both thought you were slicker than you were. But, either you work for us or we turn you in. With all the charges that you’re looking at, you’ll both spend the next 10 to 20 years in prison, maybe longer. Of course, we have a third option. An option where you can keep the money you’ve already taken, including Sal’s money. I know, it sounds too good to be true, but it isn’t.”

  I turned my head to look at Cat sitting tied up in a chair a few meters away from me. She was staring back at me. I looked up at Slickson and said, “What’s the catch?”

  Slickson started laughing. “You’re very clever to think that there’s some sort of catch. Although, I wouldn’t really call it a catch, it’s more of a proposition.”

  “What kind of proposition?” I responded back in a stern voice.

  “Well, I’m glad you asked. You two women are both very attractive, fit women. And, I appreciate women in great physical shape. Let’s just say, I love the female form. And as one who appreciates the female form, I would simply want to see you both take off your clothes and appreciate each other as much as I appreciate you.”

  His smile was sinister looking.

  “What the fuck did he say?” Cat screamed.

  “Hey, it’s up to you. It’s your choice.” Slickson pulled out a pistol from an inside pocket from his suit coat and held it in his hand while his arm dangled by his side. “I can untie you two and walk you to the back room, where you can get comfortable with one another’s body, or I can drop you off at the DEA with all this evidence we have stacked up against you. It’s your choice.”

  “Fuck you!” Cat started screaming, her chair slightly jumping up and down from her trying to use her legs and kick her tightly bound legs. I just sat quiet, attempting to think over our options. I knew, with the evidence that he had just shown me, we would be serving a lot of time.

  “Brains,” Slickson said looking at me, “it’s your call.” Without thinking about it for another second, I sharply responded, “Fine!”

  CHAPTER 3

  The moment after I agreed to Slickson’s terms, I hadn’t believed what I had done. A woman had walked out from the shadows, she looked eastern European, but she didn’t say a word. She simply cut us free from the ropes that bound us in the chairs while Slickson held his pistol firmly.

  After we were cut free Slickson commanded, “Follow me you two,” and as we got up from the chairs the woman who had cut us free trailed behind us with her sharp knife at the ready. The warehouse we were in was massive. It felt longer than a city block and about half as wide, but other than what looked like plane parts, it was empty. At least it appeared that way.

  Slickson led us through a doorway. On the other side of the doorway was a large room with a single jet and stairs leading up it. “After you ladies.” Cat looked at me with disapproving eyes and I nudged my head towards the door as if to tell her to keep walking.

  When we walked onto the plane it was much larger than it looked like from the outside. There were bottles of champagne, two rows of lavish looking seats, couches in the back. “Through that hallway, you’ll find the suite. Ladies, our new business relationship must be built on trust. With that being said there are cameras all throughout this plane. Any attempt to breach our oral agreement will end with you leaving the plane without a parachute. Now, you’ve already met your pilot, Natasha,” he motioned towards the woman with the knife.

  “Now,” he continued closing the door and locking it with a digital code panel, “Natasha and I are going to speak in the cockpit. If you try and escape we will take that as a breach of contract, if you construct a weapon or do anything that suggests you are not interested in our future business, we will treat it as the same and you will hit the ground with such speed that… well, you get my point. Ladies, please, enjoy the champagne.”

  As the door to the cockpit closed, Cat turned to me saying, “What the fuck Lisa?!”

  I pointed above and behind her, “They can hear us,” I said.

  “I don’t give a fuck! What the hell did you promise that sick bastard?” Looking at the anger arise from her face, I really didn’t know what to tell her. “Why the fuck do you believe that he won’t just kill us anyway!” Cat yelled. Another good point, I was at wits end, utterly confused by the predicament we were in.

  Before we could argue any further, Slickson’s voice came over the intercom. “Now ladies, put that bickering aside. Sit down in one of those comfy chairs, buckle up, and prepare for takeoff. We will be in the air shortly.” An abrupt click was heard, and then the intercom went silent. From a side window I could see the hangar opening up and I felt a slight vibration when the plane started.

  Before the hangar door was completely open our plane started making its way to the tarmac. Looking out the window, I didn’t recognize where we were, but there was a small mountain range with open fields surrounding us on both sides. “Ladies,” chimed in Slickson’s voice again, “please take your seats. I won’t be asking again.”

  I felt like a child being scolded by her father.

  Cat’s face was close to pouting and upon hearing the announcement she shuffled to the seat and buckled up like she was being punished. Instead of directly heading for my seat, I walked to the bar and filled up a glass with champagne. Cat looked back disapprovingly.

  “We’re here Cat, might as well accept it. Do you want me to bring you a glass?”

  “No,” she shouted, before quickly turning her head away from me.

  In that case, I thought to myself, I’ll have yours too. I quickly drank the glass I had just poured and poured myself another one and then walked back to my seat. The champagne tasted extremely well. It tasted wealthy, and as I looked around I could see the crystal features and gold decorations.

  The plane took off rather suddenly, smoothly reaching higher in the sky. I immediately drank back the champagne I had planned to sip and was disappointed that I didn’t bring the bottle with me.

  “What’s the plan?” Cat asked me, trying to disguise her voice under the sound of takeoff.

  “Well, I don’t know,” I responded. “If we can keep all of our money and get away scott free, we do whatever we can to get the evidence from him. Believe me Cat, if you saw what he has on us you’d be more open to negotiations too.”

  “It was that bad?” Cat asked.

  “Worse,” I responded trying to lick the last drop of champagne from the bottom of my glass, while listening to the giant engines massage my brain into relaxation as our plane fought through turbulence to reach a steady position in the sky.

  “Ladies,” Slickson’s voice called out on the intercom again, “it’s time.”

  CHAPTER 4

  “It’s a Boeing 747-430. My father bought it off of some Sultan in Asia somewhere.” Slickson had made his way out of the cockpit and to the champagne glasses by now, filling himself almost as quickly as he was filling his glass. “Our arrangement is simple,” he motioned towards Cat, “in case Lisa hasn’t informed you, Catherine. All you need to do is follow me to the suite through the hallway, and when you walk out your debt will be forgiven.”

  “Fuck that!” Cat said, grabbing my hand as I unlocked my seatbelt and began to stand up. “We’re not going into that room with him!” She continued, pressing on my hand harder.

  “Cat, he’s got us. Checkmate. All we can do is follow him in there and hope we can find another way than the way I fear.” And Cat’s hold on my hand weakened, “now come on, let’s get this over with, whatever it is,” I said.

  Cat unlocked her seat belt and we both made our way into the suite. I expected to find Slickson in the bed disrobing, but he was sitting in a chair at the corner of the bed, his blue pin striped suit jacket hanging from a hook. There were mirrors all around the room. Some were large, some were small. All of them were angled in different directions. The bed was lavish and large, with an amazingly plush duvet. The entire room was much bigger than I would’ve expected.

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nbsp; “Take a seat on the bed ladies.”

  I sat down while Cat continued standing.

  “Here,” Slickson walked over to us extending two glasses of champagne filled to the brim. I was admittedly already feeling the effects of the champagne I had drunk earlier. “Take these and drink them, its good isn’t it Lisa,” I nodded my head in agreement too easily and retrieved the glass much quicker than I wish I did.

  Cat just stared at Slickson, I didn’t think she was going to take the glass at all, but she did. And, judging by how quickly she took her second sip after her first, she enjoyed the champagne as well. “Now,” Slickson said, returning to his seat. “This is where I’m going to stay. I’ll sit here and I won’t move unless you ask me to. We have a large assortment of champagne and beverages, all of which I’ll retrieve for you at any time. All you have to do is ask. If, however, you want me to remain seated I will do that as well.”

  “But, what you’ll have to do everything that I ask you to do to each other. If you say no or deviate from my orders, I will get up from off of this chair and show you what I want you to do by doing it to both of you. So, every time I hear you say no I will take that as a way for you telling ‘no, I would like you to do it to me instead,’ which of course I will do.”

  Cat and I looked at each other startled. Both of us in shock and as if thinking in harmony we both guzzled down our champagne glasses and said, “More champagne please,” to which Slickson laughed while we cringed and he filled both of our glasses up.

  “Now I want you to start by taking off each other’s clothes, but leave on each other’s lingerie.”

  I looked into Cat’s eyes and she looked horrified. “Fuck this!” she yelled facing Slickson, but I grabbed her shoulders firmly with my hands.

  “We’ve seen each other naked,” I whispered in her ear. “Just think of like college. Remember that night with Ryan Whipple?” and Cat couldn’t help but start laughing. As a joke we had stripped in front of Ryan, teasing him to be cruel and then stopping right before we got naked or did anything.

  I reached over and helped Cat take her shirt off. I could see the top of her lily white breasts. They looked firmly held by her pretty pink bra, and before I thought about taking off my shirt I moved down to her pants helping her take them off, pulling her shoes off when I got to her feet. Before I knew it, Cat was lying back on the plush bedspread in a pink bra with lacy flowers at the front, and white panties that, when she swept her legs back, I could tell was a thong.

  It must have been the champagne, but I began to notice things about her I hadn’t noticed before. She was wearing a silver sparkling necklace, with a heart around it, two big shiny earrings, and her belly button was pierced with a shiny bar and a sparkling stone. Her lips were also puffier than I had noticed before, and pink like the color of her bra. She was in fantastic shape, her hair dyed perfectly blonde, her brown eyebrows perfectly shaped.

  Her blue eyes staring up at me innocently, without making a move, their color quickly reminding me of Slickson. I looked over at Slickson and he said “Catherine, grab the oil from the dresser and start rubbing it on yourself.”

  Cat’s face looked terrified and I reassured her with my eyes, and then leaned down to her ear saying “don’t give him a reason to get up and do this for you.”

  Cat nodded her head in agreement and she reached over and grabbed the bottle of oil.

  “Take her bra off for her,” Slickson ordered me, and I leaned over and unsnapped her bra. Her breasts were smaller than I remembered them being. Seeing her naked before while we both lived together in college. Despite being smaller than I remember, they were perfectly shaped. Her nipples weren’t too big, and they weren’t too small. They fit her breasts perfectly.

  CHAPTER 5

  I watched her pour a puddle of the oil into the palm of her hand. “It’s warm,” she said before letting the oil drip playfully down between her two breasts.

  “Now, help her rub the oil into her breasts,” Slickson said to me. So I reached my hand over and began massaging the oil playfully between her breasts. Taking my hand I rubbed the oil over her chest with smooth long strokes, watching her nipples begin to harden and her face grow embarrassed because of it.

  “It’s okay Cat,” I whispered, “it’s okay.”

  As I continued, with both hands, massaging Cat’s breasts from one of the mirrors I could see Slickson begin rubbing the outline of his stiff cock through his thin dress pants.

  I took some of the warm oil and began drizzling it into the palms of my hands, rubbing them together as if to smooth out the oil. And, starting at her ankles, I reached my hands up her thighs massaging the slippery oil onto her smooth shaved legs. Cat’s face looked surprised, but she made a strange look as her teeth subtly bit down onto her bottom lip.

  That look, the way her eyes looked at me, made me feel something in my pussy. I felt a pulse, and I looked up to the mirror where I had seen Slickson and his pants were down to his ankles and his hands were stroking his throbbing cock. I couldn’t help but imagine his long stiff dick inside of me.

  It’s just the champagne, I kept telling myself.

  “Reach your hand behind her ass and grab it,” I heard Slickson say, but I didn’t want to look at him directly out of fear that I would see his hard cock directly and fantasize about it more. To get my mind off of Slickson’s dick, I pushed Cat down on the bed, pinning her shoulders as I laid above her, and I noticed her blushing.

  My oily hand reached under the waistband of her thong and she arched her back, almost as if she was finding pleasure in my touch, and instead of just grabbing her ass my fingers slipped to her clit and I began rubbing it from behind.

  “What are you doing?” she asked, as I found myself teasing her cunt with my fingers.

  Before I could answer, Slickson said “Now take her bottoms off!”

  As I pulled down her thong, I could see how wet she was by how her bodily juices stuck to it. Cat’s face, again, looked embarrassed, and I felt more aroused by the fact that I felt like I was arousing her. I threw her thong to the floor and looked at her, sprawled out on the bed, her eyes dreamy from the champagne, her naked flesh shining from the oil and the lights in the room. I looked over my shoulder, scouting for Slickson’s cock, and it was swollen and rock hard. It looked delicious, and I instantly grew mad at myself for thinking that.

  “More champagne!” I heard Cat call out, and as she turned over to Slickson he was making his way towards us naked from the waist down, and she shrieked.

  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

  She hadn’t realized that he had been touching himself the entire time, but instead of mounting her he simply held out two more glasses of champagne to which we both drank instantly and ordered Slickson to fill our drinks more than a few times.

  When neither of us could drink anymore, we told him that was enough and Slickson made his way back to his seat.

  “Take her clothes off now Cat,” Slickson commanded as I watched him grasp his hardening cock in his hands through the mirror again. Cat’s soft hands wrapped around my waist pulling me to my side laughing, confusing me now, it must be the champagne.

  I was wearing a tight blue dress. In the mirrors I could see how it accentuated my dark brown hair and olive skin. I hadn’t realized how much I matched Slickson’s outfit until Cat started taking mine off.

  CHAPTER 6

  Cat started undressing me by taking the shoulders off of my dress, and then began pulling the entire dress over my head, exposing my blue bra and panties while she covered my head. I watched Cat throw my dress to the floor, and I couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

  “Kiss!” Slickson commanded, and I looked at his reflection, watching him stroke his shaft while squeezing his shaved balls with his other hand. As I closed my eyes and began thinking about his throbbing cock filling my hole, Cat leaned in and began flicking her tongue inside my juicy wet mouth.

  I reached my hand over to hers, and squeezed it, while
I reached my other arm around her and embraced her chest tightly against mine.

  “Take her clothes off Cat!” I heard Slickson say, as I felt Cat begin acting immediately. She grabbed me tightly, unsnapping my bra with incredible speed as my large breasts spilled out of my bra. Cat’s eyes began to brighten up, and I looked at a mirror and saw Slickson begin jacking himself harder and faster at the sight of them.

  Cat threw me on my back, as I did to her earlier, except she did it as if she wanted to, regardless of the order or our situation. Damn she’s a good actress, was all I could think. Cat reached for my panties and slid them down my legs slowly, and then peeled them slowly off of my pussy as if she enjoyed watching how much they stuck together, and then quickly pulled them off all the way.