Open Season on Amy Ch. 04

by Eve St. Albert

[Editorial Note - We have been asked to advise our gentle readers that certain details of Danny's recollection and version of the events between him and Amy at the party may not be entirely accurate from an objective point of view.]

Amy shoved her tongue down Danny's throat, grinding up against him like a cat in heat. She grabbed his hand and shoved it in her bikini bottoms.

"God damn," she whispered, "I'm so fucking hot for you. I can't keep my hands off. You're so much more of a man than my limp dick fuckhead of a husband."

She spat on the ground.

"I don't know about this," Danny said. "You're married. I don't fuck around with married women. It's not right."

"Oh come on, Danny," she whined. "I need that big cock of yours. Jake's little dick doesn't do it."

Amy stamped her foot. "I hate him, I fucking hate him. I need a real man."

"Get some therapy," Danny laughed. "You horny broad."

"You should get some of this," Amy replied, and took off her top. He noted that her nips were pierced with gold rings.

"Those are nice breasts. Where's Jake," Danny said suspiciously.

"Men line up to come on these tits," Amy said proudly.

"Jake? He's not around," Amy assured him. "I sent him on a beer run. It's just the three of us. You, me and that great big cock."

"All right," Danny replied, as he fended her hand away, while she tried to thrust it into his swim trunks. "I'd like to see what married pussy is like."

"You won't be disappointed," she purred.

She lead him inside the house, wiggling her ass, as she forgot to lock the door. Danny noticed and twisted the lock as they passed.

She brought him up the stairs to the bedroom, and peeled out of the rest of her bathing suit. Amy put her hand on her hips and thrust her breasts proudly, showing off her nipple rings.

"Well," she said boldly, "aren't you going to get out of those trunks and show me what you got?"

"I don't know," he said uneasily.

"What the fuck are you," Amy said crossly, "a fucking eunuch? Is your dick as shrivelled as my husband's?"

Danny eyed the closed door off the bedroom.

"I just don't know."

"Fuck you then," Amy said, "be a cunt, it doesn't mean shit."

She grabbed her pussy, thrusting it at him.

"You were never going to get this tight fucking pussy. I wasn't lying about that. My husband's dick is like my little finger. If I was a virgin when I'd met him, I'd still be one now." She leered. "Maybe if you'd played ball, I would have let you have a fucking taste. But you blew it, you goddamned homo. Maybe I'd have let you, who knows, I deserve some fun. But no motherfucker turns Amy-pussy down."

"I think I just did," Danny said.

"Fuck you. Here's what's really going to happen. I'm going to scream rape, and my husband's friends are going to come busting through here, and they're going to beat the fucking shit out of you, you fucking cockroach. They're going to fuck you up. Maybe make you suck their cocks, would you like that, faggot. And I'm going to scream rape. And they'll back me up, they heard me scream and came up and worked you over."

"And everyone at the party, they're all Jake's friends, they'll say that they saw you coming after me, grabbing me, following me up here trying to sneak up and rape me."

"And I'll call the cops, and they'll come and throw your ass in jail and you'll get your butt pounded like the homo you are, because who in their right mind would turn down my pussy."

"You got a mouth on you, you crazy broad," Danny said calmly. "Why are you doing this? What's in it for you?"

Amy spat.

"For me?" she said. "Fuck all. I don't get fucking nothing, not even a good fucking. But you're making waves at the office. You're too good, too fast, and you're making my husband and his friends look bad. They figure you need to be taken down."

"Hey," Danny said, "I do my work that's all. Jake can't keep up, fuck him."

Amy laughed. "That's a laugh, Jake can't get it up with a forklift, forget about keeping up. You'd think with a pussy like mine for grabs, he'd be making like Donald Trump."

"It's a nice pussy," Danny agreed.

"Thanks," Amy replied. "I think I felt a nice cock. If you can get it hard, maybe we could have had fun. After all, I didn't have to call them in right away. Maybe I could wait. Maybe instead of fucking you up, you could fuck me."

"Pass," Danny said.

"Fuck you, you fucking fuck," Amy swore. "You keep turning down my pussy. Who do you think you are. Do you see my tits? Do you see my ass? You see these lips? Maybe after you get your ass pounded, you'll see things my way. I'll keep you around like a little doggy... if you know how to use that thing between your legs."

"It's not going to work," he told her. "I'm not falling for your tricks."

"Fuckhead, you fucking fell for it already," Amy said. "Here's how its going to work - you can go down hard, and go to jail, and your fucking douche of an Uncle can't help you, he'll be fucking ruined because of his rapist nephew. Or you can go down easy and do what we tell you. Your family has a lot of money, and we want it. And your Uncle is messing up our good thing with Jake's company, so you're going to help us take him down."

Amy stroked her breasts. "What do you say, Danny? I can be very nice. I'll be nicer to you than I'd ever be to Jake, my shrivel dick loser husband."

She turned pleading. "Just say yes, Danny. I need a real man."

"So it's really about getting my uncle," Danny said. "That's your plan?"

"Totally," Amy sneered. "We'll get him through you, or we'll get him some other way, but he's going down. The only question you got is whether you'll end up taking it up the ass, or getting some trim Amy-quim. Make the right decision."

"I think I'll leave," Danny said calmly.

Amy shrugged.

"You had your chance," she snapped her fingers, the door opened and two big black dudes came in.

"Fuck him up boys!" Amy said. "And when you're finished, come over here and make him watch me take some black dick!"

The first big black man, 6'2 at least, came rushing, but Danny was ready and cold cocked him. He dropped unconscious. But then the other two tackled him.

"The motherfucker is stronger than he looks," one of them said. As they wrestled, Danny's swim trunks came off. For a second, they all stopped.

"Holy shit," one of the black dudes said, "fucker's hung bigger than we are."

That was all the edge Danny needed, with a couple of karate chops, he laid both 6'4" at least black dudes down. He dragged them all into the bathroom and locked them in there.

"Well," Danny said, "so much for your plan. Don't bother to scream, I know this room is soundproofed. I'm just going to be leaving."

Amy watched it all wide eyed.

"Holy fuck," she said falling to her knees, "I felt it but I didn't believe it. That's the mightiest cock I have ever seen. That amazing rod should be in the museum. It is a work of fucking art."

"Yeah, Bitch, whatever," Danny said, picking up his trunks.

But Amy was crawling towards him, eyes like saucers, practically drooling. She reached out and touched it worshipfully.

"Oh Danny," she said, "it's beautiful. I need to put it in my mouth."

And she started to lick and gobble it. Danny felt himself getting hard, but he figured the four black guys, each at least 6'5", he'd knocked out wouldn't be getting up any time real soon, and all the partiers were locked out, so why not let the filthy bitch have a taste.

Once Amy started, she couldn't get enough. Her licking and sucking became more and more intense.

"Fuck me," Amy exclaimed, "my pussy is dripping just from sucking this giant thing. I don't even blow my husband, but I want to spend the rest of my life sucking this knob. I can't believe how I wasted my life. I'm fucking falling in love!"

And she was right, she was giving Danny an incredible blow job, the best he'd ever had in his life.

Amy stopped.

"My loser husband will be back soon," she told him. "We don't have much time! Danny, will you please fuck my face, and then come all over it, so that when he gets back, he'll know that a real man was here and jizzed me."

"You're a fucked up bitch, Amy," Danny said, grabbing her head and fucking her face. "But you give amazing head. I could come back for this."

"Please do! Please do!" Amy squealed as he fucked his cock down her throat. "Fuck my face hard with that giant python and make me come! Hurry!"

Danny couldn't take it any more, so he pulled out his cock and painted his come all over her face.

"Fuck you, you skanky bitch, and fuck your loser, husband," he told her. "Go show him this facial and let him see how a real man comes."

"Oh yes! Oh yes!" Amy cried. "Show him what a fucking loser he is. And come back and fuck me, fuck my pussy and tits and ass. I am a slave to your big cock now."

Despite her being a crazy bitch, he was tempted.

"Maybe!" he said putting on his swim trunks. Amy crawled submissively after him. "But I don't want no part of your husband's crazy shit, particularly now that I know he's after me and my uncle and out to ruin the company."

"Yes," Amy said, "he is out to ruin the company too! I admit it! But I'm sorry Danny, he's my husband and I have to help him."

The Danny walked out the door, jumped in his car, and drove off like a Boss.

&&&

Roman rolled his eyes at the story.

"That's exactly how it happened, Uncle," Danny said. "Exactly that way. They're after us, Jake and his psycho bitch-slut wife, amazing cocksucker that she is. Not just me, they're coming after you, our money, the company, everything. We got to do something. We have to put them in their place."

By which Danny meant Roman needed to do something. He sighed.

"And what, exactly is it that you want to see happen," Danny.

"Well," Danny said carefully. "That psycho bitch-slut-whore Amy, she needs to be put in her place. She's fallen in love with my cock, but she's fucked up, so you know - she needs to be taught what's what, so she'll play nice."

"You want her for your girlfriend?" Roman said. "Even though she's crazy and dangerous and tried to get you beaten up and arrested."

"She didn't really mean that," Danny said. "She just needs to know who is boss."

"Your new girlfriend? A married woman?"

"I just want to fuck her," Danny said defensively. "I don't want to date her. Just give it to her you know, like she wants it deep down."

Roman rolled his eyes.

"And you know," Danny finished. "Keep her husband from getting in the way."

"Perhaps I should just have them killed?" Roman joked.

Danny blanched, as if he thought Roman might actually hire a hit man.

"We don't have to do that Uncle," he said. "I just want to tap that. She's fucking amazing cocksucker. Like, incredible!"

"Help me out," Danny wheedled.

Roman rubbed his temples, partly because he didn't want to look at Danny's face. The whole point of this ridiculous story was to make Roman into Danny's pimp, to help him get with Jake's wife. He didn't believe a word of it.

What really happened? Roman bet that Danny had gotten drunk and fixated on Jake's wife. His hands had wandered, and he'd been slapped.

Perhaps Jake's wife had even been interested, but Danny had mishandled it, there were always married women looking for something on the side. Women were always throwing their pussies at men. If the woman, Amy, was really interested, then he didn't need Roman to hold his hand.

But the reality was that Danny had fucked up, and had come to him.

Roman sighed. How bad was it? A sexual harassment action? Sexual assault? God forbid, a rape attempt? How drunk had Danny been? And with his boss's wife? That wasn't going over in the workplace.

Even if it was nothing serious, some illicit fling, Danny could still fuck it up. He did so regularly.

Roman thought it over. He owed it to his sister to keep the idiot boy out of trouble. He needed to make sure that this thing whatever it was didn't boil over. That would require setting up a paper trail with human resources to cover the boy's ass. Maybe he'd help him get the girl, pussy on the side might distract him from fucking up at work. But that would mean making sure her husband was dealt with.

"All right," Roman said, "we'll take care of it."

Danny grinned.

"What are we going to do, Uncle?" he asked eagerly. "What are we going to do?"

Just shut up and go away, Roman thought. He sighed.

"You," Roman said, "are going to meet with my lawyer, and we will prepare a statement to submit to the company's Human Resources. There is a person there, Verucca Shawe, she's a shark. We give her the statement and tell her that this Amy and Jake may be a threat to the company, they may have a different story, they may be up to something... we let her loose. She'll do the rest."

"Shark!" Danny was almost hopping with glee.

"This is all about covering your ass," Roman warned. "We neutralize her husband. Maybe put her in position to be nice to you..."

He had an idea to put Jake in a position where he wouldn't be able to do anything. Maybe he could even keep Danny out of further trouble, that would be a miracle.

"She sucked my cock naked," Danny insisted. "It was fucking amazing. I know she'll do anything, I just need the right leverage."

The right leverage?

Roman didn't believe it had happened, not for a second. But he was willing to put the girl in Danny's path. Roman didn't care if Danny forced himself on the girl, or whether she was willing or unwilling, so long as his nephew was protected and she was discredited in advance.

He sighed again.