Pauline At School

Sandy Tanning By Green "Tony, she just made an appointment for 8:00 pm, can you make it?", I asked Tony. He assured me that he would be there according to our arrangements. The tanning salon closed at 9:00 pm and I filled out the schedule for 8:00 as if it was full, except for the room with two tanning beds in it. It was our storage room and had a bed, all the cleaning supplies on shelves that we used and was completely rigged. By rigged I mean full sound and cameras. It was only used by the owner - me, and when there was a packed schedule like lunch times in the Winter. I had told Sandy that we were full but if she really wanted to get in I would let her use the double and try to discourage any more appointments. I also told her that if anyone wound up sharing it with her I would give her half off. She agreed. Of course, she used flippant and quick with her response as she always is when dealing with the likes of working class peons such as myself. Her attitude was that of someone really stuck up. I use high school terminology because she was only 20, though she had already been married for a year. The petite, Nordic, full breasted prom queen had snagged herself a rich middle aged guy and lived the life of a queen. Her only job was to be pretty for him. I had never meet him, but I did not need to ask him to see what he would think of me getting a little revenge of the nerds on his green eyed trophy. Oh yeah, what was my motivation? Well, I went to the same high school as her and even got a date with her once. It was terrible and I never really understood why she went out with me if she was going to make fun of me all over the school and, of course, refuse a chance for a second date. She never apologized for saying such things and never acknowledged that we knew each other even though she came into my tanning business a couple of times a week. I can't really say that that I blame her for being upset that came the second we got started and was too nervous and embarrassed about it to get it back at attention when she was really in the mood at that point - likely, the fact that she had gotten drunk did not hurt my efforts to get her in bed that night. But, it was not necessary for to tell everyone that she turned down sex with me because I was smaller than neutered poodle. How can you counter that story? What, tell everyone the truth?! Anyway, revenge of the nerds time. I verified that every thing was in working order and when she came in I had all the doors closed and the occupied lights that were above the doors on to indicate someone was in there. I had told anyone that called for an appointment after 7:30 that I was booked up and rescheduled them All except my "magic" room. "Hello, Sandy, some guy called to share the room with you so I will only put $4 on your account. Then again, room #3 will be done at 8:20, so if you want to wait you can have your own room at that time. Also, he may not show or if he runs late I will put him in room #3 for you. Regardless, I will only put half a charge on your account and you can go past the regular time if you want. I am going to be open until 9:30 tonight." She looked inconvenienced but being impatient just went to room #12, the "magic" room to get herself a dose of fake sun. I presumed that she was inconvenience because she was amazed that I was not able to work things out just for her. Also, she liked a full body tan and was probably pissed that she would be best off wearing a bathing suit since it was a guy that was going to share the room with her, unless things worked out for her. I had everything set up and Tony came in just as scheduled. I spoke loudly regarding the amount of reservations I had and he played along and agreed to the shared room as if happy over the half price deal. He also through in that he had to be some where by 9:00 so he could not wait until 8:20. Well, it was all set. All I had to do was make sure I opened and close doors to provide the noise of a busy place and look forward to viewing the tape later on after they left. I never did see her leave that night. But, while in the back locking up I heard Tony shout out that I could give him a call anytime and that I would enjoy the tape. This was about 9:15 p. Of course, I immediately gathered up the tapes - there were two cameras in there and went home to plug them both in on my vcr's to see what happened. Either tape would have been great to see but I liked watching both angles simultaneously in case anything was at a bad angle. I could simply look at the other screen as it unfolded. The following is what I saw. Sandy had just started when Tony came into the room. She had on a yellow, g-string, bikini. Tony gave an affable greeting, which barely acknowledged. Tony told her that she could not peak because he tanned in the nude and to let her know when she was going to change positions so he could cover up with a towel. She half sat up, finally acknowledging that she was actually going to share something and gave a barely concealed glare of disgust. She did not know him or I do not think she would have even tried to soften the glare. "Lighten up, I see your tanning for 45 minutes. I am going to be here for only 25 minutes. Just let me know when you are changing positions or taking or your eye protectors and I will cover up. Same as having trunks on sweetie.", Tony said with an engaging smile. His Italian good looks probably helped his case. If he would have been timid in his approach or average looking like me she would have likely stormed out to see management. Instead, she gave a sigh of contempt and laid back down with her eye protectors back in place. So far, so good. "Hey, if you do not like lines I will provide you the same courtesy", Tony said as he began to disrobe for his tanning session. She did not take him up on this. Of course she would not believe he would not look. Men cater to her wherever she goes because of her looks and since there are only two types of men - pigs, which she had no use for, and pigs with money, which she had one use for, I did not think she would disrobe in the same room as a stranger. Tony took his clothes off and laid down on the tanning bed. Just before he did he looked into one of the camera eyes and winked. He gave me a smile into the camera and after looking down at her glass of half empty diet coke put his hands in front of him with all fingers out as if about to catch a pass of a basketball. I had told him that I would be getting her a drink when she arrived and that it would be spiked with something to make her slightly drunk and disoriented for an hour or two. I had told him it takes about 10 minutes to set in. He put head phones (each bed was state of the art in the place with all the niceties such as a separate sound system which can be listened to direct or via head phones) on as discussed - that way he would not hear her tell him she was getting a drink or moving to her side. Or whatever would make her take her eye protectors off. I had hoped that once the drug set in that she would take a what the heck attitude and disrobe to keep from getting a hint of tan lines. What ever, it was set. I continued to watch the tapes. I fast forwarded about ten minutes of the tape when I heard her say that she was going to disrobe and for him to let her know when he was done. I waited in deep anticipation if she was going to look over at him. Ah, the moment would have to wait. She clumsily peeled her bottoms off and then her top without even having to move her eye protectors. It was evident that she was feeling a little off due to the mild drug in her drink. Tony never moved since he did not hear her say anything. I fast forwarded again for about five minutes when I saw her start to get up. I rewound a minute and listened to the tape. This was the moment. "Hey, whatever your name is I am going to finish my drink and spray some more tanning oil on now. Please cover up." She said it mockingly, or so I seemed to hear mocking in her voice. Of course, Tony did not move a muscle other than a brief and quick smile that he quickly ended to avoid her knowing that he could hear her after all. He did not put any music on, it was just a rube so that he would have an excuse for not covering up as requested. Sandy pushed the bed top up and pulled herself up to a sitting position to get her glass. I watched intensely her every move. She looked to see who this intruder was that was sharing the room with her. She looked half embarrassed when she saw that he had head phones on realizing that she was naked and he did not realize that he should let her know when he was done. The other half of her look was a mix of disgusts over his "rudeness" and the fact that she needed to get her bikini back on some relief over what she had prevented. She finished her drink and covered herself with a towel. Apparently, she decided against tan lines. I heard her half shout that she was going to avoid tan lines and for him to say something when he was done. Tony pretended to be semi-startled from a nap and then gave her the thumbs up to let her know he heard her. Otherwise, he never moved. Sandy sprayed herself with her tanning oil and then went to get back down on the tanning bed. I hoped that this would be the beginning. As she slide onto the tanning bed I noticed that her head was facing towards Tony. Ha, the little princess was going to have a look. A look that she would want Tony arrested for if he did the same to her. It was a casual glance at first as if just wanting to see under the top of the tanning bed (the top came down within a foot of a normal sized persons body so that both sides get a near equal tan though it is a good idea to flop over at the half way point in the session) and verify that he was indeed rude enough to be naked. Then I noticed that her head shook as if startled and then her face leaned for forward from her lying position to verify what her eyes had just seen. I knew by her look what she was taking in. I never knew which bed a beautiful woman would take so when I wanted to see a client nude I had to have the cameras positioned so that I could see her regardless of the tanning bed she chose. By looking at the second screen I had noticed that Tony had closed his legs when he got into the tanning bed and had his cock laying over his balls and towards her bed. This provided Sandy with a clear view of largest cock that I have personally seen. Quit a sight given that I love to watch porno movies. His flaccid cock lay softly over his balls and over his right thigh and even soft across his thigh. An incredible long penis that would have been more appropriately placed upon a donkey. Equally amazing was the width. Soft, he was as around as a normal mans' wrist. If his length was an average six inches when erect, his thickness would have been enough to be what every woman fears or dreads in itself. I watched her pause turn into a stare of amazement. Her mouth literally opened as if she were a child at a zoo seeing some interesting but scary looking wild animal for the first time. I could see that her chest was heaving as the sight had caused her to catch her breath and still startled her heart was racing. After an extended stare I saw her look at her belongings, at the door then at her bikini as if trying to decide what to do. I knew that her mind was not working very quickly but enough so that she was trying to decide what to do - continue, leave, or what? Tony could not have timed it better, "hey, I am going to lower the setting, I feel like I am burning a little. Don't worry, I am just going to reach back without taking my eye protectors off. I know right where the switch is." Startled by him speaking she put hurriedly put her eye protectors back on and laid there as if she hadn't been naughty and peeked. As we had decided, Tony stayed there until his buzzer went off to indicate the end of his 25 minutes. I had told him that it would be best to let her stew in her thoughts, whatever they would be. When the buzzer went off he told her that his time was up and asked her to close her eyes and cover herself up and that he would be out of there in two minutes. It was about ten minutes from the time she took her peak until the buzzer went off. During this time she had taken it upon herself to steal two more glances. I could not figure out how to read her facial expression when she looked the second and third time. Was it amazement, any lust, part disgust, I could not tell. Likely, a combination of a lot of things all clouded by the stupor I had put her into with her drink. Anyway, she dutifully covered up and Tony made the noises of getting dressed and opened and closed the door. After the door closed I heard her giggle. I would not have thought that uppity, yuppie bitch would be capable of a giggle. Well, for this to have worked as I had hoped something had to happen next to give Tony some type of segue to his intentions. I did not think that he would need one but I believed it would be best to ensure that he got (and I did) what we wanted. It happened, whether a woman would be scared, repulsed or insanely turned on by seeing Tony's amazing large cock I am sure she would have sexual thoughts triggered. My dainty little princess Sandy was not immune. As Tony stood quietly by the door, still naked Sandy began to gently touch herself between her legs. I saw her ruby red nails on her right hand slide through her sparse, naturally blonde pussy hair and gentle start to massage the top of her pussy. Tony took a step forward from the door and gave a kid in a candy store smile into the camera. I saw him tip toe across the room and pull the comforter off of the cot that was in there (for when I took a nap during slow times) and set it quietly on the floor. He was making exaggerated movements, having fun with what was clearly on at this point but apparently being quiet enough so that Sandy continued to touch herself apparently not hearing or sensing anything though the music that she had on over her tanning beds stereo system. Tony then stood on the comforter that he had set length-wise between the two tanning beds. He was facing her bed and his cock hung loosely down over his thighs directly in front of where her head was positioned in the tanning bed. Between enjoying what she was doing and being impaired she continued to stimulate herself even at this point. Tony looked back into the camera, gave me a thumbs up and then really started the fun. Tony lifted up the top of the tanning bed startling Sandy, who thought he had left. She looked moved her pleasuring hand quickly and covered her breasts as she swung around to a sitting position. Tony laughed a quick and quiet laugh and turned off her machine. She clearly wanted to say something to him, probably condescending but was still too embarrassed to open her mouth. He stood back in front of her as if allowing her to admire his endowment. She was looking up at him and instead of trying to verbally lash out at him she seemed to start to quiver, still attempting to cover up. Tony took a hold of her wrist gently pulled her off of the tanning bed and onto her knees on the comforter. She was kneeling in front of him still with her face only inches from his privates. She was still looking up at him as if trying to figure out what to do next or trying to figure out what he was up to at that point. As she looked up at him he gently bucked forward so that his cock bounced against the left side of her face. Then he took a half step forward so that it rested against the side of her face. She finally broke her eye contact and looked into his pubic hair. He still held onto one of her wrist and used this grip to place her hand onto his balls. He reached down with the other hand and took a hold of her other wrist, she was still trying to cover her beautiful breasts at this point. He uncovered her and moved this hand to the shaft of his outsized, but still flaccid cock. She seemed to be frozen. Unsure of what was going on or scared of what was going on. Her cold, uppity self was not evident in any way. I kept waiting for her to un-fog her thoughts and say something about his forwardness and "un-worthiness" but it did not seem to be forthcoming. She stayed frozen so he started to gently rock back and forth to get her the idea of what he expected. He even started to guide her left hand up and down his shaft. As she did this he started to get hard. As she started moving her hand up and down his length he took a partial step back so that her face was a foot from his private area. This allowed her a chance to give him oral sex. I could see that she knew how to do this, but her technique would not work on him. She cupped his balls with one hand and stroked his shaft, pulling his cock into her mouth. But he was too big around for her mouth and since there was a full inch of gap between her fingers and thumb that were attempting to wrap around his cock she could not seem to get a good grip on him. She opened her mouth to put him into her mouth but she quickly discontinued her effort to do this as she seemed to realize that his gland would be hit by her teeth. She moved the hand that was cupping his balls over his shaft so that she had a good two grip and licked the head of his cock all over. She was able to mix her saliva with his now pouring precum and started to give him a gently, wet hand job. Tony enjoyed this but stayed in control. I wondered why she seemed to be so accommodating in regards to pleasing him this way. All I could do was guess that she was enthralled with his super sized cock and at the same time hoping to make him cum this way so that the scene would not go further. She was really working him and I could see that his precum was getting thicker and thicker. I wanted to shout to Tony what I thought she was doing but I realized how stupid the thought was since I was watching on tape what had taken place over an hour ago. Thankfully, for what I wanted to see - her tamed by his monster - he either figured this to be the case or simply had enjoyed her wet hands enough and moved on to the promise land. Tony changed what she was doing by replacing her hands with his. When he did this he said something about how he knows she wants it and literally gave her a playful whack on the side of her face with his completely erect penis. Her eyes, which had appears to be filled with lust, turned downward and then shot up to his face with apparent anger. She wasn't used to someone, anyone, playing her for a submissive slave. Even though I believed I could sometimes make out the emotions in her eyes the cloudy, semi-drunk look they held never left. Tony then cupped her breasts and she stayed kneeling in front of him. He fondled them, squeezing their fullness and showing appreciation for how perfectly round they are. While holding on to her breasts he guided her to the side and then downward onto the comforter. She was on her back and he got between her legs. Sandy did not resist. But she did, it looked like a subconscious reflex, cover her pussy with her hands and Tony got between her legs. I could not tell if she did this in a futile and silly attempt to cover herself from his view or if she was vainly trying to "protect" herself from what was imminent. I really got off on the camera view this angle provided. Tony moved her hands away and began to move his wet cock head up and down her pussy lips. At the top angle view I could not see her pussy, his cock was that wide. Tony quickly moved his cock, dripping precum, back and forth over her vulva to get her ready. Well, at least have the courtesy of having her lubricated. One of the cameras gave me a great view of where they were about to be joined. In the other I could see her face pretty clearly. She looked like a deer in front of some head lights. I do not think she was completely willing for all of this. But being impaired and at least partially intrigued by his size made her a consenting partner. I think the impaired part made it all able to happen. Her mind was seemingly filled with conflicting things and being impaired she was a few moments behind what Tony was leading her towards. Tony placed one hand on her left breasts to fondle her and to balance his weight partially upon her. It looked like he was getting her braced for his entry. He took his other hand and firmly griped the middle of his cock and positioned the head at her too tight entry. He gave her one more rub over her entry with precum and then pushed forward to put his massive head into her. He pushed an inch past his head into her and she yelled and tried to squirm away from him. Tony, with his cock now in her, leaned forward even further and put both on his hands on her shoulders. He held her in place and told her to relax. Sandy was biting her lower lip and as she was grimacing in the initial discomfort nodded yes, as if understanding what she should try to do. Don't get me wrong, I simply love sex. But what was unfolding was erotic because it was so much more than just that. I was watching tables being turned. I had watched her treat others like servants. Now, she was in the role of servant having to satisfy her superior. Tony put all of her weight on her by firmly holding her down at the shoulders. She had slid up a little when initially trying to get away from him. He slid up to be squarely in between her legs. Once he got settled he started to ease himself into her. He went in another couple of inches and then stopped. He told her to relax and spread her legs some more. Instinctively, she put her hands down to her pussy and put them on her inner thighs in an apparent attempt to hold her legs as far apart as she could. He face was contorted and she was clearly uncomfortable with his size. Though lubricated she was too small for him. By hearing him talk about his exploits this was common for him and he absolutely loved it. He loved the power it gave him over woman. To enter them and have them split open by him. He was only about half way in so he was splitting her apart with his width. He was not far enough in to be hitting her cervix. After a short minute he began to slide back out and then in again. Going in about six inches with each thrust. Sandy exhaled, as if relieved, even if just momentarily, as he would slide out to the top of his cock head and then let out a high pitched yelp as he thrust back into her. He kept this up for a few minutes. Sandy showed no signs of adjusting to him. I wished for this to go on for quit some time but it looked like Tony was really getting off on this and though I only have a view of his profile I could tell he was approaching his climax already. This was confirmed as he started making grunting noises as he pushed into Sandy. His grunts were matching her squeals. Sandy still had both of her hands on her inner thighs to vainly try to accommodate him. Then, Tony, quickly approaching his orgasm thrust past six inches into her. He all but buried himself into her and she let out a scream, a yell that would have stirred the rest of the clientele, had there been any. Even in her discomfort she took on a look of embarrassment as she let out the yell and quickly tried to stop her yell by covering up her own mouth with her right palm. She only caught the tail in of her yell but kept her mouth covered as Tony continued to push himself all the way in and out of her. Ah, tears. I would have not thought she was capable of crying unless her Mercedes broke down. Apparently, by going all the way in he was ripping her open. Stretching her beyond what she could handle with his width and now punishing her insides. It brought tears to her eyes and he thrust deeply, over and over again. He must have completely hammered her for a couple of minutes, her faced pained the entire time and her eyes starting to roll back like she was being knocked out. Maybe he was literally knocking the wind out of her. Then, as she began to look like she was going to pass out he abruptly pulled out of her and letting go of her shoulders took her gently by the side of her head and brought her mouth to the head of his cock. Unlike in porno movies, he did not come on her face. Putting the head of his cock into her opened mouth I could see his haunches jerk and spasm. He came right down her throat. She went along, eager to have her impaling over. It was over. In an act of kindness, Tony stayed for a couple of minutes after he was dressed to make sure she was getting along okay. When she was about half dressed and seemingly become more coherent he put his card in her hand and gave her a gentle peck on her right cheek. Though he did not ask her to I heard her barely whisper, "I will call". 5535 1.27/512345