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I used to work for Mr. Bradford but he had to lay me off because the company needed to cut back. He offered to help me get a new job and when we met at his office, I wound up giving him a job. I was on my knees with his cock lodged down my throat and only taking it out of my mouth to fuck his dick with my 36DD tits. That very night he also invited a friend of his to use me as well and they both unloaded their balls in me for hours. I loved every minute of it.For months now I was Mr. Bradford’s young cumdump and he used me whenever he could get away from his wife and kids. It was a big turn on to us both that I was about the same age as his oldest daughter. The sex was naughty, kinky and allowed me to explore my sexuality in new and adventurous ways.Mr. Bradford admitted to me that he loved controlling me. He liked to share me with other men because it gave him a sense of power. Mr. Bradford said that he was a student of human behavior and had always wanted a girl willing to do whatever he told her. I was his dream come true: a hot young slut that was very open minded (and open legs). He shared me with business associates, strangers and he organized gang bangs with a group of men that were almost as dirty-minded as him.As for me, I loved it all. My whole life I was a good girl and only had sex with three men before I decided to go on my sex adventures. I honestly could not tell you how many men that fucked me that year and I don’t care. Life is short and I love sex. But it was more than just loving sex, I loved being a sex object. I fully embraced my sexuality. I could see the way men looked at me and I knew what they wanted to do to me. Instead of upsetting me (why should it) it turned me on. I make pulses race. I make temperatures rise. I make cocks hard. And every guy I ever fucked has told me I make them cum really hard. That is amazing. Every other guy I hooked up with that year wanted me just for himself. I wasn’t ready to be in a monogamous relationship. I was committed to the slut lifestyle and Mr. Bradford fulfilled my need to have someone take care of me and to not Escort Tunalı only accept my sluttiness but also add to it.One evening Mr. Bradford had his cock lodged deep in my ass and was holding onto my big tits for leverage as he pounded me from behind. Just an hour before he had fucked my mouth and throat and fed me a nice load of his cum. Mr. Bradford was especially on fire that night, fucking my face and my ass really hard, calling me dirty names with a harsh intensity, pulling my hair, squeezing and pulling my nipples and slapping my tits and spanking my ass. He came hard in my ass clutching my big titties so hard that he left red marks. “Oh my god,” I said as we both collapsed on the bed. “You are a wild man tonight.””You bring it out in me,” Mr. Bradford said grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling it. He kissed me passionately. “Tonight my dark side is in control.””I like your dark side,” I said feeling myself get wetter. “I know you do and tonight we start a new series of adventures,” he said and I could hear a something different in his voice.”I didn’t fuck your cunt on purpose tonight,” he said. “I want you to crave a cock in your twat.””Really?” I asked but suspected that he was going to have someone else fuck me this evening.”You are going to call this car service and they will send you a driver to bring you home,” he said. “Okay,” I said. “Sounds simple.””I am not done yet my sweet big titted slut,” he said and we both laughed. “You are going to act drunk. Stupid drunk. Fall down drunk.”I was beginning to get the picture.”The driver that is going to pick you up has a reputation,” Mr. Bradford said. “He takes advantage of young drunk women. He did this with one of my employees and a young lady I was having an affair with. Instead of taking you home he is going to bring you to his house. He will take you to the basement because his sick wife is upstairs and never goes down there. He will then proceed to bang your brains out.””Wow,” I said. “Did he fuck both of those girls?””No,” he said. “The girl that worked for me was really ulus escort drunk and got sick at his place. She asked him to take her home. But before that happened his hands were all over her. And he did convince her to give him a hand job.””Do I know her? Was she there when I worked for you?” I asked.”Babygirl,” he said. “You know I never give names.” “The other girl that I was actually fucking was supposed to let him fuck her just like I am asking you now. But she couldn’t go through with it.””Why didn’t she?” I asked wondering if he did something bad to her.”Because she wasn’t into letting me have other men fuck her,” he said.”Oh, so she chickened out,” I said.”Yes, babygirl,” he said. “But I know you will let this bad man fuck you over and over and in every hole.””Yes, daddy,” I said. “I will let him use my body, stab me with his cock and pump all his cum inside me.””Good girl,” he said. “You make daddy so proud.””How do you know that this one guy is going to pick me up?” I asked.”Its not a big town and I know what days, areas and time he is on call,” Mr. Bradford said. “It is all a part of my plan for you, my dear.””That is one of the things I love about you, daddy,” I said kissing him sweetly. He squeezed my tits as our tongues danced in our mouths.Daddy made me gargle some booze and put a dab or two around my neck so I smelled really drunk. Of course I had no bra or thong and waited downstairs at the hotel after calling the taxi company. Mr. Bradford gave me my instructions on how to act and what to do. “Remember, babygirl'” he said. “You don’t ever have to do anything you don’t want to. But there is also no limit for anything you want to do either. Let him use you anyway you want. I won’t get jealous and in fact the more you enjoy yourself being a bad girl, the more it will make me happy.””Yes, daddy,” I said. “I understand. And I will tell you everything that he does to me.”The car pulled up and my heart raced. I waved at him and began to stumble over and then fell on purpose. He got out of the car and helped me up. He wasted no time yenimahalle escort bayan as I felt his hand groping my tit as he pulled me up. He literally had one hand on one of my tits and the other on my ass as he walked me over to the car. I would say he was in his early fifties, medium height and build with some stubble, dark hair with some grey. I literally just met him and he already went to second base. What a horndog.I bent over to get in the cab and his hands were all over my ass helping me into the car. I just lay in the back seat and he got in the front and started driving. I said in a low drunken voice to take me home. “I’m going to take you home, hon,” he said. “And I’m going to take real good care of you.”We pulled into the garage and he helped me out. “Where are we?” I asked.”Someplace you can relax,” he said. He wrapped his arm around me cupping one of tits as he walked me to the door. It lead downstairs right to the basement. He held me from behind with both his arms wrapped around me walking me slowly downstairs. My body weight was leaning up against him and I could feel his hard-on pressing against me.The basement was finished and kind of nice with a couch and a couple of chairs, a coffee table, lamps and a TV. He walked me over to another door and it lead to a room with a bed. We went inside and as soon as the door shut he pressed me up against the wall and began kissing me and feeling up my tits. He pressed his hard cock against me and began to dry hump me.”No,” I said softly. “I have a boyfriend.””That’s okay, hon,” he said. “He’s not here, so I am going to do his job for him.””But,” I said and he shut me up by kissing me. I was very wet and really turned on. This was going to be a crazy, wild night and once again, Mr. Bradford created an entirely new experience for me as a good girl gone bad, a slut, a fucktoy and cumdump. And I loved it.************************************************************************The next evening I was jerking Mr. Bradford off as he played with my tits. I was telling him everything that happened the night before with the taxi perv.”He was kissing me and squeezing my tits and I kept telling him to stop because I had a boyfriend but I didn’t try to physically stop him from doing anything. Before I knew it and realized what was happening his cock was inside me as we stood there against the wall,” I told Mr.
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