Manning Up - Sex Stories

Manning Up

... downward, shaking it out provocatively. "S-so," she stammered, clearly affected by his display of raw, male rage, "how d-did you c-confirm that your wife was cheating?" "All I had to do," answered Percy, once again speaking in a calm, measured voice, "was to look through a ground-floor window, into my wife's office. Shewas a junior employee, after all." "And, what did you see?" asked Dr Noory, breathing a little harder than when the session started. Percy was breathing hard, as well. "My wife was laying on her desk, on her back, legs spread wide, getting fucked by one of the lawyers at the firm. Even though his cock was the same size as mine, the fucking bitch was screaming in ecstasy as thogh God Himself were banging her!" "And what was your reaction to this?" "Nothing! I was too fucking shocked to react! I went home and got wasted on bourbon!" "Did you say anything to your wife when she got home?" "No," he said quietly. "Did you confront the man who put his cock in your woman?" "No." Dr Noory sighed in obvious disappointment at this. "Mr Blatter, your problem, quite clearly, is that you're a fucking wimp instead of a real man." And, at this point, she took the boobie pin and began restoring the professional look she'd had at the beginning. But then, Percy Blatter, having had his manhood mocked by both his whore wife and this faux feminist shrink,snapped! Leaping from his chair onto hers, tipping it over onto the floor, he grabbed her hair with his hands, sending the ...

... bobbie pin flying. As he landed on top of her, she gasped even louder than before, a combination of excitement and fear in her eyes as she gazed up at her attacker. "M-M-Mr Blatter," she started to say. "SHUT UP, BITCH!" roared Percy, slapping her across the face. "OFF WITH THE CLOTHES! NOW!" Her face flushed crimson, but he couldn't help bu notice that, as she stood and began disrobing, her tongue repeatedly escaped her mouth to lick her lips. When she was done, standing before him, completely nude, he also noted that the nipples on those full, taut breasts were fully erect. "You wanted this, didn't you?" he asked. "Of course," the doctor replied, "every woman does!" Without another word, the female with an alphabet after her name knelt before the male and, in a trembling voice, asked him to "fuck my whore mouth." He obliged, unzipping his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear, exposing his erect, throbbing cock. Grasping her hair with his left hand, he took his cock into his right and ordered the kneeling slut of a doctor to pout her lips into a tight, wet cirlce for him to fuck. She obeyed immediately, whereupon he RAMMED his throbbing dong deep into the bitch's throat. Once his dominanation of her head---the part of the body that women are supposed to "think" with---he transfered his other hand to holding it steady, just another receptacle for human male lust. The wet, smacking sounds of his cock thrusting in and out, in and out, in and out of her tightly-pursed ...