On Call
Copyright© 2026 by Michael Fields
The Picnic
Erotica Sex Story: The Picnic - A hunky man makes his living servicing women until he finds one who is more than he bargained for.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Rape Heterosexual Fiction True Story Spanking Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Small Breasts Prostitution
I check the schedule and have two things.
First Mrs. Alder tonight from 7:00-1:00.
Her comments say
“Dinner and fun”
Second it’s Layla again for tomorrow night from 7:00-1:00
Her message reads
“Rape me again. This time more violently.”
I send Layla a message “I got your note. Please remember “Fourth of July.”
In a few minutes “I remember!”
So I plan to do a rare double tonight. Mrs. Alder won’t take long and Layla doesn’t expect me until at least tomorrow. If if looks right I am going to really catch her by surprise a day early.
I get to Mrs. Alder’s at 7:00. She is looking prim and proper for a lady her age. She is 71 but still likes sex. I have never told her but we have met years ago. I went to grade school with her grandson. She had been at his house for a birthday party and a couple times when I was there to play. She never had recognized me but I can still see her from years past. She was a fairly attractive woman in her day. Now she is a widow with gray hair styled at the local salon, thin with sagging tits but still firm from walking and yoga. Apparently she and her late husband still had an active sex life up until he got cancer and passed pretty quickly.
She lets me in the house and dinner is on the table. We eat and I hear stories of time since we last met. She only sees me every few months when she needs to feel young again I guess.
After dinner we have a couple glasses of wine and it’s time to retire to her bedroom. Mrs. Alder is no wild fuck anymore but she still likes and nice dick in her.
I know to take my time. We get naked and get under the covers. I start by kissing her gently then move to making out. She likes to be felt all over to get her body tingling before officially having sex.
When she seems thoroughly warmed up I get on her and in her. Mrs. Alder is happy with a good steady fuck until she comes. Nothing wild, just a steady pump into her to get her off.
I’m in the bathroom after doing my duty knowing she’ll be asleep in a few minutes satisfied she still has it.
I’m washing off the best I can so I don’t smell like sex before checking out the situation as Layla’s.
It’s 10::00 and there are still lights on in her house. She leaves too many shades cracked so I can look in and watch her. I’m patient looking for just the right time. I see Layla carrying two towels to the bedroom then exiting in a robe headed to the bathroom. She is going to take a shower, perfect!
I Jimmy the back door open and enter. I have a plan and I brought supplies. I put a couple small items in my pocket and carry the other ones to wait by the bathroom door.
She takes a long shower then quiet. Layla must be drying off. The door opens and she comes out in her robe. A silk strand goes around her neck like a noose and she screams. “Shut up bitch’ as I pull on the noose and her hair dragging her back to the dining table.”
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! LET ME GO!”
“SHIT THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKING CUNT!”
Layla is slammed face down bending over the side of the table and the other end of the silk strand is tied to the far table leg so she can’t move.
“Stop! What are you going to do to me?!!!”
“WHATEVER I WANT TO NOW SHUT UP!”
i go to grab her hands and she’s fighting me.
“Give me your fucking arm!”
“No don’t do this to me! Just leave me alone!”
I reach down and smack her ass as hard as I can. Layla screams in pain.
I go to grab her hands again and she is still resisting.
Her ass gets two more blistering blows and she screams with tears in her eyes.
“Stop fighting me or I will beat your ass until it bleeds!”
She finally concedes and I take one silk strand in each wrist and tie them to the far table legs like the one on her neck.
Layla’s feet barely reach the ground and she is stretched by her neck and hands tied across the table.
“Why are you doing this to me?! Please stop! Pleae don’t hurt me!”
She still has tears on her face from the former spanking as I swat her some more.
“Oooooowwwwww! It hurts so bad!!!! Please stop!!”
I pull the two items out of my pocket and get my pants down. Her ass is glowing red.
Layla is crying from the pain and tries to kick me with her legs. I beat her ass a couple more times.
“Oh my god stop! It hurts so bad! Leave me alone!!!
“Stop fighting me and it will be easier on you.”
I roughly run my hand down her ass crack onto her pussy.
“Yes bitch this is what I came for.”
“No please don’t! Please don’t hurt me anymore.”
I put some lube on her asshole and rub it in.
“What are you going to do to me?!”
“I’m going to fuck this tight ass of yours.”
I put on the condom and lube it up also.
“GOD NO!!!!”
I stick a finger in her ass and she jumps and screams.
“Oh that hurts please stop!”
I starting jamming my finger in and out of her ass.
“You think this hurts wait until you feel what’s coming.”
“Please no more! It really hurts!”
I pull my finger out and the head of my dick touches her hole.
She is trying to kick me and move away but it’s useless.
“I’m begging you don’t do this to me. I’ve never done that before! Steve your really going to hurt me!”
This made me freeze. She has never said my name when we play. Has she forgotten to say “Fourth of July?” I am not a real rapist, just a fulfiller of fantasies.
I decided she must have slipped and said my name as the head of my dick breaks into her.
“OOOOOOWWWWWWW! YOUR HURTING ME!”
Layla is sobbing loudly. “Please stop!”
I push into her ass a little deeper and start fucking her. Layla is crying and grunting while her ass is violated. Fuck her ass is so fucking tight! I wonder if this really is the first time someone has been in here?
I hate condoms but always wear one for anal sex. My dick wants to feel nice wet meat, so after I have thoroughly abused her ass I pull out and remove the condom.
Layla is still crying but relaxes a little thinking it is over.
I slap her now maroon ass a couple more times bringing out a scream and louder crying.
“Please don’t hurt me anymore.”
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