@Tjf @Arachna @Omega98 The room filled with laughter. They all were meeting in Mia’s house – the only unmarried woman in their group. Mia Harrison was a widow. When she was young, she married a rich company owner. After two years of marriage, the man died in his bed from a heart attack at the age of sixty-eight. She inherited millions after her husband's death and has been living on inheritance since. Her husband’s children from her first, second and third marriage tried to take away her inheritance – but they all failed. Mia was a leader of social life in the neighbourhood – any person of importance was present at her parties. “Okay ladies. You know the rules~” Mia took a lead when they all agreed on the contest. “We all have a week to come back and brag about our sexual encounter. When all the stories are told, each of us will vote for the best story. You can’t vote for yourself – and the encounters with your husbands don’t count!” A small smile appeared on her lips. “But the husbands of other contestants are fair game~ Any questions?” Valerie Bianchi, trophy wife of Mafioso bit her lip as a small smile graced her lips. She was already doing that. Her eyes turned to the woman’s husband she was cheating. Victoria Lee was the wife of the man who presented himself as a rich businessman… but it was a known secret that he was a drug lord. Yet, unknown to anyone present, Valerie slept with Victoria's husband, despite knowing that Bianchi’s mafia and Lee’s cartel were at odds... it was a risky affair. “Yeah~” Ella Read, trophy wife of the mayor - the most influential man in the city raised her hand. She turned to Mia. “Any advice on how to go about it?” “Well, first there should be planning.” Mia answered “Then execution is divided into preparation, actual execution and escape. If you do bad, the information about your actions might spread… or some about your secrets~” Sam Spencer, wife of the company’s chief IT specialist stiffened. The thought of your internet activities being discovered sent a strange shiver down her spine. “I find this unfair.” Victoria Lee spoke. “We all take great risks in this game – and don’t get me wrong, I am all for it… but I find it’s unfair that you, a widow, don’t face the risk of being discovered and punished by your husband.” Tara Hardleigh, the wife of a business mogul frowned at the woman’s words. True, Mia did not face the same consequences… the thought of her husband walking on her being bent over kitchen table as her son was fucking her. She bit her lip to silence a moan that almost escaped her. There was warmth between her legs. “Oh?” Mia arched an eyebrow. “Well, I could agree to additional conditions or limitations to my person~ Do you have a suggestion?” Her voice was strangely alluring... and, was it anticipation they could hear in it?
She had been distracted. Still thinking about what she had done. It was only one picture. Just showing off her body a little. Undoing her shirt and exposing her bra. She had only just been curious of what it would be like when she took it. But she still felt the shudder. Still wet from thinking about it, how she exposed herself. It wasn't just the act of it. She could remember the reactions. The kinds of things strangers had said. Such a serious face. I just want to cover those glasses with my cum. You just know from looking that she's probably all proper in public, but has got to be a total freak. Message me. I'll be your horny daughter~ Not going to lie. A fat assed nerd like this gets me hard. She couldn't explain why, but something about it. Something about the idea of strangers using her body as cheap masturbation material. It was humiliating and embarrassing, but the effect it had on her body had lasted. Her breath still feeling sharp, hours after she had done that today. She closed the gap between her legs, trying to focus. Going back to reality, she remembered where she was. She wasn't sure how she actually got talked into doing something like this. While she might have been less overt than some here, her body still craved excitement. As much as she loved her husband, she has physical needs that needed to be satisfied. While they might try to keep this a secret, she still had ended up hearing some of the things the others would talk about before...and somehow she ended up in the same place as the rest of them. "I couldn't tell you."
Valerie smiles politely at the woman she'd made a cuckquean, as she recalls the circumstances of her encounter with Victoria's husband. The man was what her husband had been when they first married - rough, brutal, an utterly ruthless savage concerned primarily with his own pleasure. She suppresses a shudder at the thought. "No suggestions from me." She answers Mia politely. It's a dangerous game she's playing - she's already given her husband what he needed out of their match, an heir and a spare to rule the Bianchi empire after he's gone, and though his desire for her has only increased over the years due to her body only becoming more buxom, he hardly needs to be married to her to continue enjoying that. Now, he had no specific reason to spare her if her adultery ever came to light - indeed, his reputation would be hurt in a divorce, so he'd surely resort to other punishments... "Well, if that's all, I suggest we get started." The blonde grabs her purse and stands. "Good luck to you all." If no one stops her, she leaves.
Tara pressed her thighs together to quell her growing arousal. These days thoughts of her son were of the most decidedly non-maternal nature and caused her heart to race with excitement. It was wrong, sinful she knew but it felt so damned good when he rammed his hard cock inside her. She swallowed when she thought about what would happen if their affair was discovered... she'd lose everything and risk arrest. But she wouldn't stop, couldn't stop. "Each of us stands to lose much if we're discovered." Tara concurred with Victoria, "If we wanted to make the risks fare, you could partition your fortune to be divided amongst your husband's children should you be discovered. Or, failing that, you could risk bearing your own..."
@Tjf @Arachna @Omega98 At Tara's comment, Ella nodded her head. Spoiler: Tara's social Tara social 41 +10 (skill) ->minor success "Yes, that's a good one~" Victoria snapped her finger. "Well, since it's more dangerous considering what our husbands do, why don't you add a little evidence of a crime, to spice things up? It doesn't have to be real~" Victoria suggested. "Something that would put you in trouble with a law?" Spoiler: Awareness Tara 78 Valerie 71 Sam 43 Mia Rumours +4 (4/100) As Tara and Valerie talked, they realised that at Victoria's comment Mia stiffened a little. Could the busty widow have something in her history, that was illegal? "Well, having my fortune taken away is certainly risky... and exciting." Mia nodded her head. "And in according to the rules, I can certainly agree with that." She smiled and then turned to Victoria. "But what exactly would you want me to do? What evidence, what crime?" Spoiler: Mia's Social Mia's social 92 - greater success At her inquiring calm tone, Victoria shrugged, not really having an answer. "Well then," Mia looked around. "If you don't have anything to suggest... and you don't have any questions?" Mia looked at each of the women present, giving them a last chance to speak - make suggestions or ask questions before they disperse.
"Not right now." She couldn't really think of much to add. More distracted mentally than anything as she rose to be the next to leave. She kind of enjoyed it when they at least talked about other things like gardening. Admittedly, she never really was that close to Mia anyway to particularly care. Always trying to be the boss of everything. Whatever the case, it seemed like people were anxious to leave. Usually she would talk more, but she was still wondering how she would even go about doing this. Who....where.... Getting out of her chair, she began to make her way out. Her mind tried to think of it, of how she'd even begin, but....a thought struck out. She wondered why she was even seriously thinking about it, but remembering the floods of dirty comments, that one particular user struck out. "Message me. I'll be your horny daughter~" What did they even mean by that? It seemed almost ridiculous she was still hung up on that, but her phone was already out going into a private browser to log into her profile. The site was still a relatively small one for uploading pictures like this, but since it was developed here, it had quite a number of users in the city due to being the ones who first heard of it, one way or another. She tapped on the commentor's screen name to bring up their profile now consumed with morbid curiosity of what kind of person someone like this would have to be.
"I think that should be for you to decide, right, Mia?" Valerie grins. "I'll see you all later, ladies." The blonde exits the building, but doesn't go far - instead, she hangs back in her car, waiting for Mia to exit so she can follow, interested in what secrets the widow is hiding. If she's not wise, she'll panic and go straight for the scene of the crime to try and cover things up. Or perhaps this whole thing will prove a waste of time. The blonde shrugs. I'm not due back at the company for a few hours anyway, so who cares? Using the skills her husband taught her to spot a tail, she makes herself as unimposing as possible, as she follows Mia.
Sam clicked on her phone, checking the profile Spoiler: MILFspanker69 Nick: MILFspanker69 Profile pic: Spoiler: Control 97 - great success At the sight of pic, and thoughts about her own pic... for a moment Sam felt an urge to post another pic, but she quickly squashed it. For a moment she considered her lack of ideas... and she had idea. She could ask online... someone, a group of people to give her ideas. But that could also result in more rumours about her...
As she waited for Mia to come out, some time passed... but it did not seem like the woman would be leaving. Spoiler: intelligence 29 +10 (Intelligence) - fail Maybe... it was a waste of time... maybe she could try another time? Spoiler: Control 2 - fatal fail Her thoughts travelled around until they returned to Victoria... before quickly jumping to her husband. The way he fucked her, used her... A bead of sweat rolled down her forehead as her pussy started itching... almost as if it was on fire. She bit her lips as she realised she needed to meet the man... now. Have him fuck her~ But she also needed to come up with an excuse, bring something to catch the man's interest... offer something about her husband's operations. Thankfully, she had quite a few ideas...
Valerie sighs as she realises that her time was wasted here, but goes to head to the front company she runs for her husband. On the way, though, her desires take control of her, and she begins heading for Lee Cartel territory instead. She knows she could just call the man, or go straight to his mansion, as Victoria's likely going to be out pursuing her own adulterous desires, but it seems a little tame for her. Instead, she parks her luxury car in the slums of Lee's turf, exiting and walking around in front of the very lowest level thugs of Lee's organisation.
"Well ladies as always this was fun. I look forward to next week." Tara said and rose from her seat to leave. Her trip home was uneventful, but her mind was occupied with thoughts of her coming week. She wondered what she could do for this... contest. While she would most certainly enjoy 'quality time' with her son, was that really a story she could share with them? Maybe if she was able to keep things vague enough, but they'd likely want proof of the deeds and she bit her lip thinking about exposing her dark affair. She forced her mind away from such a taboo tale to think about what else would be possible and her thoughts turned towards her youth and a particular camping trip. Tara shuddered and grew wet at the memory. But she couldn't cheat on both her husband and her son... could she? And where would she even begin?
Opening the image, she was a little surprised. If that really was the person in question, she was actually kind of pretty. Sam had never really thought of herself as a lesbian or shown much interest in other women....so why was she still staring so intently at it? Her finger began to hover over the private message icon, before she even realized she had almost clicked on it, unconsciously. Was she really doing this? She asked her the question but had opened the message box to write something. It took her a few minutes to think of how to even start or what to say. Odds are, this person wasn't even being completely serious. But somehow, she found herself trying to write something. You wrote on my picture a few days ago, so I looked at your profile. I was...curious, by what you meant by that. Your picture looks cute though. Not thinking of more to add right now, partly not to come off too strong. She still couldn't even be sure if that was really this person's picture or not, but she supposed the same was likely true about hers. At least until she got confident and posted more. Going back to her own page, she decided to write something on her own status. My friends said I'm too boring. I need ideas to be more exciting. Best ideas will get something special.
As she drove through the area, Valerie realised, that if she was not careful, rumours of her presence could be found out... As she walked around, soon she found a man who most probably worked for Victoria 's husband. A pimp just took from a hooker money, then he slapped her ass, hurrying her away.
Spoiler: Control 83 - success For a moment, Tara considered just going home and having some fun with her son. And even though her loins tingled pleasantly at the concept, she quickly took control of this need. She parked her car in front of empty home. She would have some time and peace to think about what she would do... And how to go about it.
Soon, a first comment was made about her status. If you are too stiff, maybe toy for relaxation As she read the message, an answer to her message appeared. Hi! I can be naughty... And at the same time, your daughter~
Spoiler: Social 89 - success Something in her tone drew the man's attention. He was the type that could just grab her hair, drag her to the alley and inject her with some drugs. But instead, he looked at her wearily. Slowly, almost uncertainly he nodded. "Wait a moment." He took out a phone and started calling. Spoiler: discretion 30 - fail Valerie Rumours +2 (2/100) As she waited she noticed some familiar-looking boy looking at her surprised, before quickly leaving. Maybe going so in the open wasn't the wisest... A moment later the man returned. "Here." He handed the blond the phone. As she took it, a familiar voice called. "What is it?" Victoria's husband asked.
The answer seemed obvious, but she still had to stare at it for a few seconds, rereading. Were people really that interested in watching her play with herself? I already have a lot of toys to play with. Should I show you? She kind of felt awkward of trying to talk so cheaply, but given the whole circumstances maybe there was some evidence of that being the case. Seeing she had already gotten a response, surprisingly quickly, she was still a little taken aback by the odd kind of confidence. She never had much interest in incest, but this wasn't even the first kind of comment she had seen like that from people. I wish you could be my mom. I need an asian mommy like that. I need her as my mom. Her boobs are huge. I want to squeeze them~ Those were just some of the least graphic ones that she remembered. Was this really such a big thing with people? ------------------------------ As she finished the drive home, she did the simple thing of routine chores and cleaning for a bit, but it didn't matter. Her mind was completely distracted. This whole new hobby, almost turning into a obsession. As much as she tried to simply focus on wiping down the counter or focus on cooking dinner, she just couldn't get the thoughts out of her head. The wetness below her skirt hadn't faded at all. Humiliating herself for people's pleasure. She needed to do more. After she had finished the tediousness of housework and left food out on the counter, she couldn't even try to concentrate on anything else, her body almost walking on it's own in a trance like state, straight to her home office. Locking the door behind her, she was finally able to properly bring up her computer. As she sat at the desk, she took the key she always kept safe on her person to find the bottom drawer and began to open it, to a wide array of toys, she had collected. Her need for entertainment had been going for a while and as she eyed her collection, she found the one she was looking for. A thick pink hard plastic dildo. At first as she took the toy in hands, she just weight in her hands, letting her fingers wrap around it, remembering the feeling of it spreading her out and filling her cunt completely before. And now to do it in front of an actual audience. She still struggled to think of things to actually type or write, so she settled on something simple enough. A few people wonder if this is what I really look like. It's true. I don't really like getting shots of my face for other reasons, but I think you can tell by the body that it's definitely an actual girl's ass. She hadn't actually tried any real recordings before to go along with pictures, but with a little nervousness she began to hit play. Taking the toy, she slowly began to position the computer screen to make the edge of her work desk visible. It took her a few moments of wondering how she was going to do this to get the shot comfortably, ultimately landing on her only option was to set it down onto the desk and lift her skirt up in front of the camera. She had carefully angled the camera to try and cut off capturing her full unblurred face as much as possible, but she felt a certain tingle of ilict excitement wondering if anyone would actually recognize her. Finding her mark, she stuck her butt it out. Then with a single slow movement of her hips she began to sit down. The tip of the sex toy had made contact underneath, touching her stockings and underwear. But it showed on camera. Her underwear had already been so soaked it was practically see through and provided no kind of protection for long as it bunch up for a bit becoming a bit tight at the dildo finding her entrance. Then an audile rip as her underwear slowly began to tear. The dildo spreading out her pussy as she went down deeper on it, until hitting the base. It was the same kind of fullness as before. Having her cunt stretched out by a thick cock as her imagination ran wild, but with the idea of doing this in front of other people, her body shook uncontrollably, unable to hold back anymore even for a few seconds and cumming in front of the camera. Her body almost gave out, the sensation so overwhelming. She remained sitting there, to catch her breath for a few moments as she reached behind her with one arm, trying not to let herself get too exposed to the camera as she clicked the button to take a few pictures. Finally, her finger went to the button to stop recording. Remaining in the afterglow of such a dirty act for a little longer, she couldn't even work up the willpower to stand off of it, simply turning from where she was sitting at the desk with it still inside of her as she looked through the burst images to find the best one. For a few minutes, she wondered what kind of caption to add. She didn't want to come off as too boring after all that. There needed to be some way to give more kind of appeal. Then, she remembered the sheer amount of mother fetishists she had seen in her comments. It wasn't really her thing, but if it helped them enjoy things better, maybe that would be fine. Trying to emulate the kind of nasty kind of language they used, she thought she had an idea. Your loser father hasn't fucked me in a while. Mommy needs your cock. Send. There. It seemed like a little much. She was a little surprised at herself, but she had sent it. With that done, she also decided to give a response to that person. What do you think of the new stuff?
Valerie groans as she realises that the boy will be thinking about her, but she turns to take the phone. "I have information. A new shipment my husband's bringing in."
Spoiler: intelligence 29+10 Rumours 2/100 As she looked at the video, her eyes widened a little. Before Sam sat on the dildo, there was a clear view of the top side on the other side of the building... It was easy to miss and not so uncommon to pinpoint the the location, but could be recognized as a part of their neighbourhood. She was locked from modyfing the thread for half an hour. Her eyes widened as she heard the door opened - and then she heard her husband entering house... and she was still sitting on the dildo!
