Jessica's Change Management Ch. 03

I spread my legs and stepped over the lap of this intimidating gangbanger still wearing the ridiculous sideways hat. This time, I grabbed his cock and lowered myself down on it. My pussy was so wet that Lucho's dick easily slipped inside of me. Feeling my cunt stretching around the hard meat pole was a wonderful feeling that made me groan.

I rode the buff musclehead hard while I let him grope my big, ripe melons. He roughly kneaded them deforming my soft tit meat in each and every direction. He was so concentrated on my titties that he let me do all the work.

I bucked up and down on his prick in rhythm with the hip hop beats. Due to the high tempo, my legs quickly began to tire. I had to relax my legs for a second so I let my body completely fall onto his lap, spearing my pussy balls deep on his straining shaft. This tipped Lucho over the edge. He was so aroused from the slutty car wash show that he couldn't hold out any longer. He pulled me off his cock and pushed me onto my knees.

He roughly grabbed my long, chestnut brown hair and made me look up. Like in slow motion, I saw a huge spurt of cum bursting from his dick and watched it fly through the air in a wide arch. The thick gooey sperm dashed against my forehead, the impact making me flinch. Several more splashes of spunk rained down on me coating my cheeks before his balls were empty.

Yuck! What a huge load of cum! It felt so sticky clinging to my skin that it made me shudder.

"Don't cha dare touchin' ya gift, puta del barrio!" D-Rod hissed when I reached up to scrape the gooey cum off my forehead. "Ya earned it so wear it proudly, ungrateful biatch!"

"Yes sir!" I hastily replied, lowering my hand.

"Thank you, sir, for using this fuckdoll as your cum bucket." I dutiully thanked Lucho, making the guys crack up.

Gawd! Why was I calling myself in such a derogatory way? It had come over me just like that. 'Cum bucket'! Where the hell had I picked up that nasty name? I better not wanted to think about that.

With the guy's mocking laughter ringing in my ears, I strode over to Garza. Turning my back to him, I shook my butt enticingly, making my ass meat jiggle, until he slapped my right ass cheek. I took it as an urgent request and straddled his lap in reverse cowgirl. Gripping his cock, I guided it to my sopping wet pussy and speared my cunt with his hard meat.

Garza didn't let me do the work, though. Instead, he reached under my thighs and lifted my legs off the ground. This way, I was helplessly hanging in the air while he pumped his cock in and out of my cunt. He banged me hard and fast, making my legs helplessly flail about while my ample boobs jiggled on my chest and Lucho's thick, slimy sperm slowly dribbled from my forehead down the bridge of my nose and onto my cheeks.

"Oh!... Ah!... Oooaaahhh!" I couldn't help but groan in rhythm with his thrusts.

Garza was going about fucking my cunt with such speed and vigor that his cock soon began straining. He let my thighs go and pushed me forward. I almost fell face first onto the patio, but the stout, bullnecked gang member grabbed my long, chestnut brown hair and turned me around.

Once again, I kneeled in front of a straining cock and watched a thick cum load erupt from it. Garza guided his dick down and hosed my soft, ample juggs with sticky white spunk. Each boob got splashed with a thick, heavy jizz bomb that made my body jerk with the impact. The rest of his cum, he sprayed all over my cleavage.

I didn't need D-Rod's reminder this time. I simply left the sperm where it had hit my body. The guys obviously wanted to give their new barrio hoodrat a full body glazing, and by all means, the sticky goo made me feel like a frosted donut.

"Thank you, sir, for using this fuckdoll as your cum bucket." I thanked Garza before turning to the third guy in line.

"Ya look like a mess, dirty hoe!" Flaco remarked when I stood in front of him with the sticky spunk dribbling down my forehead and hanging off my tits in thick, white threads.

For a second, a lump formed in my throat. He wouldn't fuck me! I looked too messed up for him to touch me! I wouldn't get another picture deleted! The thought of NOT getting fucked by this rough gangbanger upset me. An incredibly ridiculous thought, right? But that was lost on me at that particular moment.

"Don't wanna get no spunk on my clothes!" He rubbed it in some more. "Lay down 'n spread cha legs, puta del barrio!"

I followed his finger pointing at the garden table. I remembered the plumber pushing me over my garden table in my backyard and fucking me up the ass. It made me shudder, and inadvertently, clench my ass cheeks.

Still, I walked over to their garden table and lay down onto my back. The humiliation of this rude Latino gangster deeming me too filthy to be touched was still tying me up in knots. Yet, it only left me more willing to please him than before. I pushed my legs up until my knees almost touched my big, ripe melons and my golden heels were high up in the air. Grasping my thighs to keep the position, my poor snatch lay totally exposed in front of the skinny Latino.

He slowly got up from his chair and casually strolled over to me. For a few moments, he looked at my helplessly exposed pussy. I felt so powerless! I was laying there with my legs held open and cum drying on my face and tits. I could do nothing but wait for Flaco's next move while getting inspected like a piece of meat at the meat market.

He softly touched my clit and rubbed my sensitive nub, making me groan and tremble. This only increased my feeling of helplessness. Eventually, he put his hard cock at my wet, glistening slit and rubbed it up and down my pussy lips, making me moan some more. I felt the urge to push my hips up and engulf his meat pole with my pussy. I was so hot for cock!

Pushing his hips forward, Flaco buried his hard prick to the hilt in my welcoming snatch, and any thought of getting my hands on D-Rod's pics was momentarily blown away. I could simply moan and groan along with the gang member's forceful thrusts. He pounded my pussy hard and good, laying the full weight of his body into each stroke while grabbing my ankles above my head to get a better grip.

"Dat's a helluva sloppy cunt, man!" Flaco taunted me while banging away at my pussy.

"Ya really found chaself a dirty slut, ese." He told D-Rod turning my cheeks red. "Gotta say she enjoys bein' our gang hoe fo' sure. A few mo' weeks 'n she'll be beggin' us to be the puta del barrio, aight! She'll be beggin' us to let her fuck all our neighbors. Hehehe!"

I hated the way he called me his 'gang hoe'. As if to endorse his idea, however, my pussy began to make dirty, squelching noises with each of Flaco's thrusts. I felt pussy juice running down my legs and another shattering orgasm building in my loins. But before my lust could boil over, the skinny gangbanger pulled his cock out. He fired his gooey spunk all over my shaved cunt and pubic mound, leaving my body completely covered in goo.

"Dat's da way to initiate a gang hoe!" D-Rod commented the sight of my cum-drenched face, tits, and cunt. "Now, clean up da mess ya made, Miss Tease."

While Flaco slumped back on his chair, I began scraping up the cold, slimy jizz from my face. The dried cum tasted terrible, so I hastily added the warm, gooey spunk from my tits and pussy before it dried as well. I had a hard time swallowing the vile gunk and needed three forceful gulps to get it down.

While I was still sitting on the garden table, D-Rod stepped up to me with his cell phone in his hand. He showed me four pictures: me kneeling in front of the pool with my ample juggs in the water, me in the same position but with my rack in the air and water pouring off of my titties, me dipping my boobs into the pool while spreading my pussy open, and me kneeling in front of the plumber getting titfucked. After deleting the pics, he let his cell slide back into his pants pocket.

I felt a huge wave of relief washing over me. All the hard work had paid off in the end. I had managed to get four pictures deleted! Even if my plan failed, it had been a successful day.

The sight of D-Rod's cell phone got my mind back on track. I still had a mission at hands. I forced myself to disregard the throbbing in my pussy and concentrated on the task. I had a plan, and I was close to putting it into action.

D-Rod's buddies had strolled back into their living room and switched on the TV. A game was on that instantly claimed their full attention. Playing their good fucktoy, I made my way into their kitchen and fetch three beers. My supposedly intelligent and cultured mind screamed at me. They had just fucked me and as a thank you I was serving them beer like a dutiful serving girl. I pushed these thoughts away, though, rationalizing them as part of my plan. I didn't have time to consider the conflicting emotions assailing me at the moment. I had a plan to put into motion.

I handed each of them a bottle and received three appreciative slaps to my bubble butt. I took it as their way to say thanks to their 'gang hoe'. Anyways, the more they were focused on the game the better. After distracting his buddies, I turned to D-Rod who was fetching a bag of chips from the kitchen.

"Your fuckdoll hasn't made you cum yet, Sir Da-Rod." I purred with a seductive smile on my lips."

Then I basically attacked him, planting a full, open-mouthed kiss on him. I aggressively started tonguing his mouth while running my hands all over his chest and back. This was the most crucial part of my plan. I had to get the upper hand. I couldn't allow D-Rod any time to catch a breath.

I pulled and tugged on his shirt so hard I almost ripped it in pieces. All the while, I kept on French kissing my intern. When his shirt was off, I bend down and ran my tongue all over his well-toned, hairless chest.

I acted like a bitch in heat which wasn't hard with my unsatisfied sexual tension brewing in my loins. D-Rod obviously didn't mind my aggressive approach. At least, he let me have my way for the moment. When my tongue had reached his bellybutton, I sank down to my knees. I ran my hands over his legs. I could feel his hard cock, poking a tent into his denims. But I could also feel his cell phone in his left pants pocket.

I grabbed his belt and almost tore it apart. A second later, I pulled his denims down and freed his cock. It was standing erect and proud. I gave his cockhead a playful lick before I looked up at D-Rod.

"Hmmm!" I cooed. "Get out of your pants. Let me give your cock a treat!"

My plan worked perfectly as my intern didn't hesitate for a second. He stepped out of his sneakers and pulled his denims off. I grabbed his pants out of his hands and threw them right into a corner of the kitchen.

Before D-Rod had a chance to argue, I tackled his cock. I grabbed his fat prick at the base and stuck out my tongue to lick down the whole length of his shaft. Gosh! I loved the size of his gorgeous, veiny cock. I made my way back licking the bottom side. Then I put his tool into my mouth and sucked on the cockhead.

I made a meal out of D-Rod's cock, slurping on it like a good girl. I didn't even have to play that part as his fat prick always made me drool in lust. Constantly alternating between licking the shaft, sucking it while twirling my tongue around his cockhead, and bobbing my mouth up and down his dick, I blew him like a cocksucking champion. My intern's grunts told me that he was clearly enjoying my efforts. It was time to start the next phase of my plan. I let his dick go and gave it a final kiss.

"Follow me!" I cooed.

Then I got up to my feet, turned around and walked away. Letting my hips sawy enticingly with every step, I lured the arrogant macho away from the kitchen. I was so hot and horny that my wicked side arose. In a whiff of naughtiness, I stepped into a room and stopped in front of a bed. I didn't even know whose room it was, but it didn't matter anyways.

I didn't lay down on the bed, though. Instead, I got down with my knees on the ground and my chest on the bed. Pressing my ample juggs into the mattress, I lifted my knees, leaving me on tiptoes. This way, my whole body was supported only by my feet on the ground and my chest on the bed. My legs and ass were completely hanging in the air.

It was such a submissive posture! I didn't know where this servile gesture was coming from. It simply came over me, and I totally acted on impulse. I even took it a step further, reaching back with my hands and spreading my juicy ass cheeks apart. My little, puckered asshole and glistening, pink pussy meat became visible.

I heard a sharp sigh behind me. D-Rod had entered the bedroom and was looking straight at my open pussy. He obviously loved what he saw. It incited him to step between my legs in lightning speed. The next second, he plunged his fat, hard cock into my waiting twat. The thrust was so forceful that it pressed my big, soft boobs deep into the mattress.

D-Rod didn't start slow. He immediately began pumping away in rapid speed. His cock drilled in and out of my squelching pussy while I moaned into the mattress. My hands were still spreading my ass cheeks apart, obligingly holding my fuckholes open for him. This left me in a totally helpless situation. With my intern's weight on top of me, I couldn't move at all.

Wow! This was the most intense fucking I had ever received. My pussy really got a major workout. Up and down, the mattress compressed and distended. I almost feared that the bed was about to collapse under the young Latino's powerful strokes.

"Ya're a kinky biatch, huh?" D-Rod hurled at me.

"Yesss! Ooohhh...! Fuck Yaaahhh...! Bang this kinky slut!" I could only babble in response.

I was getting lightheaded from D-Rod's assault on my pussy. I felt an explosion of pleasure sweeping over me.

"Finally, ya accept cha place as a lil sub slut, huh?" D-Rod continued his dirty talk.

And he was right. I was acting like a true submissive, and the subservient behavior fueled my fire of lust. Doing this voluntarily was something completely new to me, but it was incredibly powerful. I was feeling like a total slut! I let this young boy fuck me and was happy about it. I felt like my deepest yearnings were getting fulfilled.

"Yesss!" I babbled unconsciously. "Take me as you wish! Ooohhh...! Make me your slut! Ooohhh...! Make me your gang hooo!"

I suddenly gasped. My intern had stopped pumping my twat and pushed his cock out. Instantly, cold air hit my sensitive pussy flesh making me shudder. I didn't have much time to complain, though, as D-Rod grabbed my long, chestnut brown hair. He pulled on it, putting me back onto my feet. My legs were wobbly from the hard fucking, and I almost fell over.

At the last second, the macho thug grabbed my arms and held me upright. He pulled my arms back making me bent down in the process. Finally, I was standing with my legs straight and my torso bend forward in a 90 degree angle. My boobs dangled off my chest and my arms were pulled behind my back. D-Rod was holding them like reins, and he was using them like that.

Once again, I was in a completely helpless position without a chance to move on my own. I was totally under the arrogant macho's control. With a pull on my arms, he pushed my body backwards and impaled my dripping cunt on his hard cock. He easily slipped inside and went balls deep, stretching out my cunt with his fat prick.

"Ooohhh! Mmm!" I began moaning anew.

D-Rod held my arms together at the wrists with his right hand. He used my arms to pull my body back and forth. It was like he was using my body to jack off. I felt so used. I felt like an object, I felt like nothing but a piece of fuck meat. And it was getting me even more aroused.

"Yeah, ya're a natural pet, aight!" D-Rod commented on my moaning.

SLAP

He used his left hand to land a hard spank on my 'bubble butt', making me yelp.

"Ouuuhhh! Mmm!"

But my squeal soon turned into groaning when D-Rod increased the pace of my impalement. He shoved my body back and forth in such a quick pace that my tits began bouncing in rhythm. I so wanted to grab my nipples and play with them, but my hands weren't free.

SLAP

"Ouuuhhh! Mmm!"

D-Rod started slapping my buns each time my 'phat barrio booty' dashed against his crotch. I could feel the heat rising in my ass cheeks. I could feel them starting to glow in all kinds of angry, red colors. But I also felt each spank causing an electric shock to explode in my loins.

My head started spinning from all the sensations attacking me -- my pussy getting stuffed, my booty getting spanked, my tits bouncing around, my body being confined. It was tingling and prickling everywhere, driving me mad with lust.

And then I came! I came so I hard that I squirted pussy juice all over D-Rod's cock!

"Aaaoooaaahhh!" I screamed at the top of my lungs to release all the pleasure I felt surging through my body.

My twitching pussy tightly gripped D-Rod's cock and set him off. He let my arms go and grabbed his dick. I was so surprised by this sudden change of action that I lost my balance and tumbled to the floor while I kept on screaming with pleasure. This was exactly the place D-Rod wanted to have me, though. I was lying on my back, breathing heavily with my juicy juggs heaving, when my intern kneeled next to my face.

A second later, his cock erupted in a burst of cum. The thick spunk shot directly into my open mouth, stifling my moans. His cumshot was so forceful that I almost gagged on the sticky sperm hitting the back of my throat. He filled up my mouth drowning my tongue with his white goo.

When he was done, D-Rod slumped down on the bed. I remained lying on the ground, breathing heavily. I was almost spaced out from the mind-blowing orgasm. But a small part of my brain was still working. I had to gather my senses! I had to carry out my plan! So I got to my feet.

"You look exhausted, sir!" I told D-Rod. "Stay in bed. You want a drink? I go and get it!"

I didn't even wait for his answer, quickly walking out of the bedroom and heading over to the kitchen. D-Rod's denims were still lying in the corner. Walking over there, I pulled his cell phone out of the left pants pocket. I was lucky. The cell was on and a pin wasn't needed. Going through his phone, I found the pics. I didn't have time to look at all the pics extensively, though. D-Rod's buddies were watching the game in the living room. For the moment, they were distracted. But they could still step into the kitchen any moment. So I simply deleted one picture after the other. I made sure that the pics weren't saved anywhere else on the phone. Then I put the cell back into the left pants pocket.

A few minutes later, I entered the bedroom with two cans of soda in my hands. D-Rod wasn't suspecting anything. He rested a few more minutes then he joined his buddies to watch the game. He didn't have any further use for his 'LGZ' gang ho and paid me no more heed.

After serving the four Latinos another round of beer, I picked up my bikini and hot pants from the backyard. I left the white crop top behind as it was completely shredded. Only dressed in the tiny flashy golden bikini, self-cropped denim hot pants, and golden high heels, I said goodbye and drove home.

My plan had worked. All the pics were gone! I was free of D-Rod's blackmail. It had been a long way to get there, and the Latino gangbangers had truly put me through the wringer. Yet, I couldn't deny that it had made me cum several times.

*to be continued...*