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The hapless blonde moved to the table and hovered beside him, concern on her face and one hand twisting the fingers of the other. “What… What do you want me to do?”

Mac looked over the gym bunny with the fabulous tits and ass, and his conventional self shot a brief ‘How did I get here?’ through his brain. His fully-awakened alpha flicked the thought easily away, however, with a ‘Who the fuck cares?’ Lust and revenge were proving a potent concoction that night. “Hold her down,” he instructed. So he didn’t really require anyone to hold the bent-over girl. It was great sport to implicate her friend in his actions and an excellent way to increase tension between the two partners. “Hold the slut down,” he reiterated, “while I give her the fucking of her misspent life.”

The unrestrained thief bumbled prettily into motion, gripping her friend by the shoulders with a frown of apology. How Scarlet responded to this action Mac neither knew nor cared. He was much too busy spreading the redhead’s thighs and stretching out the folds of her glistening red cunt. The middle finger that he plunged inside her reinforced what was already clear. “Fucking soaking,” he said, his cock throbbing with added anticipation as he withdrew the digit. “See the fun we’re all having, girls? You two naughty bitches could be in the middle of a police interview right now, but instead you’re partying with me. How’s that for a fucking result? Grip her tight, ‘cos I’m not going to hold back here.”

Scarlet’s hands were splayed on the table-top, Blondie bracing her further, as Mac pressed the head of his implacably hard cock to her lips and prised it in between them. She moaned at the intrusion of his bulging glans and at the promise of so much more to come, her plaintive voice intensifying the buzz of energy around his body. This was going to beat the hell out of whacking off in the shower one more night.

“Are you ready, Scarlet?”

He didn’t wait for a reply. Enough of him had slotted itself beyond her entrance to facilitate full penetration. Mac grabbed the willowy girl beneath her ribcage and with a determination that was absolute, drove himself deep inside her. His generous length and girth had tested every pussy it ever fucked, Miranda’s included – and now he gave it all to the flame-haired house-breaker in one mighty thrust. She cried out to be filled so rapidly and completely, her body forced tight to the table as he crammed her hole.

“There it is!” he yelled in jubilation, as her warm cunt gobbled him to the base of his shaft. Now that was what he needed to feel, and the circumstances only made it more delicious. Having found such a welcome home for his cock, he drew back his hips and plunged in again, another glorious burial of man-weapon in sucking female sheath, resulting in a further gratifying yell from the recipient. “That’s it, girl,” he seethed, as he set about shafting the redhead’s pussy with a barrage of riotously hard strokes, driving himself on each one into its squishing depths. “Take it. Take that fucking cock.”

Take it she did, Scarlet’s vocal response long and quavering, her ass and thighs vibrating from the repeated impact. The vibrations ran through her body and passed into her friend, so that the blonde’s tits undulated on each smack of groin against ass. “Right to the balls,” he said, fixing the newly astonished sidekick with his wild stare. “That’s how far I’m ramming my cock inside your friend. Think she’s feeling that?”

“Oh God… Oh God, yes.” The girl’s eyes were wide in her solemn face, her candy-pink nipples hard.

“You feeling it?” he demanded of Scarlet, palms moulded to her waist and his cock ploughing her with unceasing power.

“Fuck… Yes, you bastard. Ohhh God…”

“See? She is. And how good do you think it feels for me?”

The full-figured girl stared at his straining body and hard-set jaw, her voyeurism adding fuel to his fuck-passion. “Reallygood?”

“Damned right it does.” He flung his dick into Scarlet, wrecking her cunt in a sustained fury of lust, while the girl let loose a symphony of crazy moans. “This might have been you instead of her. What do you think of that?”

The blonde blinked and fought for words, her gaze drinking in the frenzied fucking of her partner.

“Cat got your tongue, Blondie? Let her go and get up. She’s not going anywhere and I want your fucking tits pressing into me. Grab a tight hold.” The girl followed orders, gripping his rutting body and nestling her breasts so that they pillowed against his ribcage. Inflamed by sexual need the like of which he had never known, he pulled Scarlet up by the shoulder, accentuating the lissom curve of her back, and speared her. The ferocity was such that he broke sweat and the heavy table shifted under his motion. “Come on, you hot thieving bitch, take your fucking punishment. Check it out, Blondie, get a close-up look.”

“Oh my God…” She clung to his naked torso, fixating on the piston motion of his cock as it reamed out her friend’s cunt in a flurry of moisture. “Oh Jesus…”

“Seen anything like this before?”

“No…” That polite voice was faltering.

“Think she’s getting enough payback?”

“Yes. Yes, you’re really giving it.”

“Well I don’t agree.” Scarlet’s pussy was getting the benefit of the wildest treatment his dick had probably ever mustered, but those honed athlete’s ass-cheeks were begging for hard attention too. His arm made a whiplash motion, palm bouncing off her buttock so hard that Blondie cried out along with the smack’s recipient. “That’show to punish a slut,” he informed his helper, before his palm exploded against Scarlet’s bottom a second time. “That’s how the put a robbing little bitch in her place. Push those tits against me and watch her fucking get it for both of you.” He fucked in a storm of lust, his hand supplying equivalent reprimands on the girl’s reddening flesh. Scarlet howled, as her bum achieved a colour to match the name he had given her. Her comrade pushed her tits into Mac and watched it all, gasping as he delivered the full-on spank-and-fuck that might so easily have been meted out to her.

“Rub her clit,” he ordered.

“What?”

“Rub her aching fucking clit,” he repeated for the startled blonde’s benefit. “She’s supposed to be your friend, so help get her off. Or would you rather I force you to lick her?”

Blondie’s face lit with new alarm and she reached under her partner’s belly with no further enquiry, fingertips going to immediate work. Mac gripped the well-spanked ass and forged ahead in his cunt-reaming mission, while the redhead moaned and her companion frigged.

“Nice and swollen, is she?” he inquired.

“Yes, yes she is.”

“What else is she?”

“Wet. She’s wet. Really wet.” Blondie’s emotion was hard to nail in the craziness of the moment. It might have been wonder, or anguish, or perhaps even envy.

Mac embraced the information and powered his cock in and out, ramming towards Scarlet’s climax while becoming aware that his own was near. Whatever resentment the fucked girl might be feeling towards him became moot, as her cunt retracted on him like a vice and her moans escalated wildly. He recognised the danger – that her spasms might suck the cum from his balls in a crazy rush – and stopped his frantic motion inside her, gripping her ass till she had writhed and keened her way to orgasm’s end. An unrelieved cock, he sensed, was providing him with his edge that night; he couldn’t afford to be drained, Sampson-like, of his power. For a moment he enjoyed Scarlet’s helpless squirming on the table-top. Then he pulled his cock all the way out of her, Blondie gasping at the accompanying cascade that spilled down her thighs and dripped onto the hardwood floor.

Grinning, he pulled Scarlet up by the arm and the tresses of her hair, shoving Blondie out of the way and depositing the object of his shafting on her knees before him. “Now lick my cock clean, you messy fucking whore,” he said. “It’s the least I can expect from a dirty little thief like you.”

All credit to the redhead – he might have just fucked her wide open, but she set her tongue spiralling around his shaft and mopped him clean, determination fighting off delirium. “Let that be an example,” he told the blonde, as he stared down at his scarlet slut. “She took it like a trooper and she’s still going. Think of it this way – once you were caught on camera burgling this house, you were both going to get fucked one way or another. Better it’s this way, right?” He gripped a handful of red hair to encourage the cock-licker in her progress. “Hey, don’t neglect the balls while you’re down there.”

Blondie looked at him with an expression of deep concern, as Scarlet cupped her tongue around his ball sac and waggled her way through the cleaning process. “Didn’t you say you were going to…”

“To fuck you nice? Yes, I will. Thanks for reminding me.” He drew Scarlet’s face away from his well-lapped cock and pulled her to her feet; her eyes glimmered with whatever defiance had not yet been fucked out of her. “This one’s coming with me,” he said, leading the redhead’s slender form roughly from the room. “She can sit her bare bottom down in the study she so thoroughly searched and read some Crime and Punishment if she likes. You and I need some alone-time.”

The next part of his plan had evolved as Scarlet washed him clean, and once in the hallway he set it in motion. Tugging the redhead close, he whispered the instructions in her ear, inwardly amazed at his ingenuity and at the direction in which he was pushing the encounter. “You clear on that?” he demanded when he’d finished. She regarded him with more intrigue than resentment and nodded. “Good. Get going.”

He observed her silently as she obeyed. Holy Christ, this next part would be fascinating. It would take the evening to new heights of raw excitement. And Mac couldn't damn well wait.

TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER