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Couple Dominated by a Young Vixen

An erotic short by request, written by CallMeRunic

© MMXXI All Rights Reserved

​Preface:

Runic asked for story ideas on Twitter and I suggested one with this basic plot. He liked it, wrote it, and gave me permission to share it on here. We both hope you enjoy it.

Sal de Klerk, "The Salacious Scribe."™️

Warning:

This story contains explicit descriptions of nudity and sex in a manner that is not completely consensual. Any similarities to any events, places, people, beings, dimensions etc is purely coincidental, and none should be interpreted either. All characters are above 21 years of age.

 

“You two. With me. Now.”


Dan and Janet both startled as a woman's voice sounded clear and loud in their ears. They looked up to see a young brunette standing with her arms crossed over her chest, looking at them with an irritated gaze. They glanced around, but there was nobody else close by. She must have been speaking to them. A name tag on her chest said “Holly.”


“Is something wrong, young lady?” Dan asked her. He knew what it was, but tried to the last to sound innocent.


“Yes. I told you two to get moving and follow me. I don't have all day,” she said and snapped her fingers to enhance her words.


Hesitantly, the couple nodded and followed the girl as she started walking at a brisk pace. She led them through the double doors, leading to the back. The rows of shelves and the few shoppers around the store disappeared as the doors swung shut behind them.


Holly led them a short distance through a corridor before opening a door to a room with a table, a couple chairs and not much else. “Sit,” she commanded as they entered, and walked around to the other side of the table from Dan and Janet. The young woman looked very displeased when her stern gaze scanned them one by one.


“What the fuck do you think this place is? A goddamn love hotel?” Holly asked them.


Blushing awkwardly, Dan glanced at his wife. Janet looked as distressed as he did. No wonder. What they had been doing in that aisle was a felony. He swallowed, feeling a bead of sweat trickling down his neck.


“Look... Holly, right? This is all a misunderstanding...” Janet tried. The brunette slammed her hands on the table, causing her to squeal in alarm.


“You two were fondling each other between the fucking aisles. You had your hand down her pants, for fuck's sake,” she yelled. “I have it all on tape. You wonder why I found you two so fast? You were right under a fucking security camera!”


The brunette turned around and paced across the room a few times, sending murderous glares at the couple sitting behind the table. She mumbled to herself, clearly outraged of their behavior. Then she turned back to them, her eyes narrow and furious.


“There are kids who come to this store. Understand? What do you think the cops would say if you had been seen by a child? You both would be heading to jail right now! Is it really that difficult to keep your hands off each other?” Holly growled at them.


Under the table, Dan took hold of his wife's hand. They were both very nervous of what might happen next. Would she call the cops?


“Fine, then,” she said and straightened herself, no longer leaning on the table. “Fine. You two want to have sex in a public place, eh? Well, let me tell you...”


Perplexed, both Dan and Janet looked at the young woman as her words trailed off. Her demeanor had suddenly calmed, and her gaze was no longer livid, but ice cold.


“There are two security cameras in this very room,” Holly said, her voice now low and threatening, “and you two will get to fuck in front of them. That's what you wanted, wasn't it? The excitement of getting caught on film.”


“W-What?” Dan stammered. “No, this is all a misunderstanding, I swear!”


“We both know you're lying,” Holly said, her cold glance enough to make him regret opening his mouth. “You two wanted to fuck in my store. And you will. Right here. Or I will call the cops and let them decide what to do with you.”


“But... This is blackmail!” Janet exclaimed, her eyes wide with shock.


“You bet your ass it is,” Holly simply said. “And I'm giving you a choice. Do exactly as I say and go back home to live your lives. Or decline and face the jury.”


Dan and Janet looked at each other, knowing they had no choice. They could not let their lives and reputations be ruined. The young brunette was holding all the cards, and they knew it.


“Fine,” Janet said, swallowing. They both turned to look at Holly, dreading what was to come. “What do you want us to do?”


“Good choice,” she answered. “Get up, both of you.”


They obeyed. Holly scanned them once, then nodded and smirked in a devious, enjoying way. She leaned back, her back against the wall and her arms crossed across her chest.


“Now, Mommy,” she said, her voice dripping sarcasm at the word, “take off your blouse and shirt.”


Janet did as she was told, her face red with embarrassment as her upper body was finally bare, except for her bra. Her blonde chest-length hair, her pride, touched the top edge of the cups.


“Good. Now it's time you help Daddy out of his shirt,” Holly commanded, once again the way she said the parental word full of sarcasm.


Janet obeyed again, unbuttoning her husband's shirt and taking it off him. A little hum of approval sounded from Holly’s direction. She looked at her again, nervously expecting more instructions.


“Perfect,” Holly declared. “Now lay her down on the table, Daddy. On this side.”


Dan leaned on his wife, pushing her on her back on the cold table. At Holly’s say so, Janet wrapped her legs around him and they started kissing. There was no lust or need in their kisses, only nervous wonder about what would happen next.


Janet slid a hand in his dark hair, afraid to not follow even the slightest command or instruction the vixen gave them. She started kissing and licking her husband's neck, wrapping her arms around him as her legs already were.


“That's it. Now take those pants off her, Daddy,” Holly commanded. “And get Mommy all naked.”


A grin of devious contentment on her face, the brunette watched as Dan slid his wife's pants down and began removing her bra and panties. She heard Janet whimper a little as her entire body was exposed to their tormentor's eyes.


“Lose your pants too, Daddy,” she said. “You both wanted to be caught fucking on film. Show me.”


Dan obeyed, soon as naked as his wife lying on the table. He saw Holly walk beside them, watching from the side of the table and glancing at his penis.


“Hmh,” the vixen scoffed. “Pathetic. You're not hard, even though your wife is spreading her legs for you like that? What a fucking waste of a man.”


Dan swallowed, fearing that this meant that she had changed her mind and would call the police now. To his relief, however, Holly only sighed and waved her hand.


“Guess it’ll have to do.”


The brunette rounded to the other side of the table, looked thoughtful for a moment, and then gave Janet a gentle little tap on the cheek.


“It must be hard, Mommy,” Holly mocked, an expression of fake sincerity on her face, “to be stuck with such a worthless man. Has Daddy even made you cum after you both turned thirty? Or has it been fifteen years of wasted effort?”


Afraid to answer, neither of them said anything. They both kept glancing at her, nervous sweat beading on their necks and temples.


“Well, I suppose it's not all his fault,” she said and turned to look at Dan. “Because Mommy, simply doesn't want to do the things that get Daddy really excited. She doesn't want to do anything new, does she? I knew it.”


Slowly she paced behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders and whispering into his ear. “But both of those things are about to change today... Now get on your knees between her legs, Daddy. Get on your knees and start licking Mommy's pussy.”


To emphasize her words, Holly pushed down on Dan’s shoulders, making him kneel down, and thrusted his face between her legs. The man let out a little noise of protest, but she just pushed him into her a bit harder.


“Give her head, Daddy. Make her moan and whimper. That will look good on the tape.” With that, she released her grip on him and walked to the side of the table again, leaning on it with her elbows. A devious smile on her face, she looked at Janet, who had begun to let out little moans, but was trying to stifle them in embarrassment of being watched by her.


“Don't be shy, Mommy,” Holly cooed in a mocking tone. “Come on, let him hear you moan. Let him know if he’s doing a good job.”


The blonde tried to be defiant but was suddenly forced to moan loudly as her husband hit some part of her pussy with his tongue he had not earlier found. A little tear rolled down her cheek, as his actions between her legs suddenly pleasured her much more than in quite some time, but as she was also being humiliated by a woman half her age like this.


“That's it, Mommy,” Holly gave a little laugh. “Let Daddy fuck you with his tongue.”


She rose up again, moving to have a better look at how Dan was licking and sucking Janet's wet pussy. Her smile widened as she saw how his cock was now erect, with a little dollop of precum having already escaped the tip and was running down the side of his shaft.


“Ooh, good job, Daddy,” she hummed. “Gotten all hard for Mommy. And listen how she's whimpering.”


Holly looked back at Janet, who was clearly in a state of blissful pleasure, trying in vain to appear like nothing special was happening. The blonde was moaning and whimpering, grinding her pussy on her husband's face, trying to extract more pleasure from his licks.


“You look like you’re going to cum, Mommy. Well, you better. Daddy has to be able to make you cum,” the brunette vixen whispered to Janet, leaning over her and looking her in the eyes with a devilishly content smile. “And I bet you will scream like a little bitch.”


Leaning back up, Holly looked pleased as she saw Janet's eyes rolling back into her head. The woman’s mouth opened and closed in silent words of pleasure, her lips forming obscenities that never sounded aloud. Panting and moaning, Janet squirmed and trembled as she got closer and closer to cumming.


“Cum on his face, Mommy. Now.”


A scream of pleasure escaped Janet's lips as she orgasmed, her body arched and her knuckles white from gripping the table’s edge. Her pussy clenched and quivered around her husband's tongue, and a gush of her juices drenched his face as she came.


Panting and moaning, Dan still licking her sopping wet pussy, Janet looked between her legs to see how her husband had reacted. Having received no command to stop licking her, however, Dan’s tongue kept stimulating her, which made it impossible for her to hold her head up for longer than a few seconds, as her sensitiveness made her muscles weak.


“Good job,” Holly’s voice sounded in the room. “Mommy came harder than in ages.”


“Now get up and shove that dick into her, Daddy,” Holly told Dan. “I know where you never get to fuck her. But today, that changes. I want to see you fuck Mommy in the ass.”


The man obeyed, standing up and angling his cockhead with his wife's asshole. Janet, however, tried to protest. “No... I don't like anal...” she said, still weak from her orgasm. “I don't want a cock in my ass...”


“Too fucking bad, Mommy,” Holly said with a cheerful voice and a wide, devilishly enjoying smile. “You're going to get Daddy's cock in your ass. Just be grateful it's not my boyfriend's. He’s over twice as big.”


Grabbing a bottle of lube from a backpack in a corner, Holly poured a generous amount on Dan's hard penis and on Janet's asshole. Janet looked at her husband, a sight of pleading in her eyes, but was caught by Holly, who grabbed a hold of her face and turned it roughly to look her in the eyes.


“You will take Daddy's cock in your ass, understand? And you will... FUCKING... love it,” she said in a low voice. “Got it?”


Janet nodded, scared at the sternness of the young brunette’s voice and hold. Holly let go of her, gave her a little pat on the cheek and leaned back again, taking a good place to watch.


“Fuck Mommy in the ass now. Make her moan and scream,” she whispered.


With an apologetic expression, Dan started thrusting his cock into his wife's asshole, making her immediately moan in pain and protest, but also in pleasure. He slid his penis deeper into her, eliciting more noises of discomfort, but as he was balls deep, Janet's voice became more strained with enjoyment than with pain.


“That's it, Mommy, take his entire dick in your ass. That's a good bitch,” Holly nodded in approval. “Fuck her hard now, Daddy. I know you want to.”


Dan obeyed, beginning to thrust in and out of his wife. It took only a few moments for Janet to start moaning and panting as her ass was getting pumped with her husband’s cock. Soon they were both panting and moaning with pleasure, causing Holly to grin widely.


“Good. Fuck her ass harder, Daddy. And then cum inside it.”


Dan’s pelvis was slapping against Janet's thighs and ass as he kept moving his hips back and forth. He let out the occasional grunt of pleasure as his wife's tight hole milked his shaft relentlessly with every thrust. The moans Janet had been making grew louder, which made it difficult for him to not lose control and release his load inside her ass right away.


“That's it, Mommy. That's your ass getting fucked by Daddy's cock. Feels good, doesn't it?” Holly mockingly cooed. “He’s gonna nut soon, I can tell. He’s gonna cum inside your tight asshole.”


Dan grunted and Janet groaned. Holly only smiled her devilish smile, watching her victims. She saw that Dan was very close to cumming now. Still smiling, she leaned forward, grabbing both of them by the hair and making them look at each other.


“Cum in her ass, Daddy. Cum in Mommy's tight little asshole,” she whispered.


Moaning loudly, Dan released his load at her command. He grunted as his semen discharged from his throbbing dick and sprayed inside Janet. He thrusted a few more times, making his wife moan with his movements, before being finally empty, and collapsing on top of her. His cock slipped out of her, and his semen dripped out of her hole and down her ass cheeks.


Holly hummed in approval, looking at the middle-aged couple panting and trying to collect themselves after being dominated and humiliated by her. She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and smiled her devious smile.


“Now, get back to your home, and don't ever fucking come back to my store,” she said in a calm but dangerous voice. “And remember. I have this whole thing on tape. So don't even think about starting any shit with me.”


Still panting, the couple nodded in understanding.

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"Good,” Holly said and walked out the door.





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