Julia arrived at the meeting with very little information. Her friend Claudia had asked her to go, since after filing an abuse lawsuit against her nephew's coach, she had been summoned to a meeting with the accused and his lawyer. She was having a nervous breakdown and couldn't attend.
Julia prepared as best as she could for the meeting. She brought only her small but elegant paper notepad and her willingness to help her friend. Given that they were in the middle of the summer heat, she chose an elegant white blouse and a black skirt just above her knees that let her feel comfortable while also showing off her well toned, extra cared legs. She knew they were an asset that helped her distract some male adversaries. She was a young beautiful lawyer that had just started in a new bureau in her 30s. She knew that her slim body, not too tall to intimidate other men and women, was key while negotiating.
She arrived at the room and sat on one side of the desk crossing her legs and showing not only her beautiful calves, but a lot of confidence. Off to the side there was a closed laptop and a pair of headphones. The defendant Victor and his lawyer sat on the other side of the table when they arrived. She greeted him with a soft handshake that he reciprocated with a strong one, almost refusing to release her hand.
His presence got Julia a bit uneasy. The way he dressed, with his worn out blue tracksuit and his running shoes, was a strong contrast with the spotless suit his lawyer was showing. Along with that, the way he moved and behaved was completely unclassy.
"I understand you're the attorney advising the plaintiff's side. Is that right?" the lawyer began.
"Yes, though I haven't seen the complaint documents yet. Please excuse me if anything escapes my knowledge on the case and needs further clarification," Julia replied.
At that moment the lawyer slid a folder toward her. Julia read it quickly to get up to speed. She nodded as she read until she finally closed the folder.
"I understand this case is something that will have to get resolved in court..." she distanced herself immediately from discussing details while she returned the folder. "So I'm not clear on the purpose of this meeting."
"You see, counselor. As the defense representative I'd like to communicate to you that we want to avoid going to trial. That is partly to avoid unnecessary costs, and partly to avoid embarrassing your client."
"I don't understand..." Julia responded.
"It's quite simple. We're going to push for the dismissal of the charges on the grounds that this was a consensual act between aware adults."
"That's not what my client is claiming. She claims she was attacked by your client..." Julia started to say.
"Yes, we know. Probably to cover up her little slip up, shall we call it, of coming on to my client for sexual favors." the other lawyer interrupted.
"You must be crazy to make that accusation!!" Julia replied angrily.
"Allow me to show you one of our key pieces of evidence before you also get yourself in trouble for, let's say, lack of information," the lawyer added.
At that moment he did something on the laptop and turned on a huge 56-inch TV on the other side of the table where a black video still image appeared in a frame. Then he handed her the headphones, pointing out that it was a necessary measure to protect the privacy of the parties and not spill the information in adjacent rooms.
When the video started playing, Julia recognized the high up angle shot from a security camera in some locker room. Lockers could be seen on one side, a two meter long wooden bench in the middle. Only ambient sound could be heard up to that moment. Victor, the accused, was wearing a towel around his waist, his hair wet after showering, and he was holding his deodorant in his right hand.
Suddenly a petite slim woman dressed in the typical white tennis outfit, with a short skirt, a white tennis and short-sleeved blouse, appeared in the scene with her finger raised. She approached Victor and started to push him with her index finger over his muscular bare chest while threatening him to stay away from her nephew. Julia recognized it was her friend Claudia although she was a bit surprised by the way she was behaving.
Almost cornered against the wall, Victor dropped the deodorant and quickly slid his right hand between Claudia's legs and under her tennis uniform skirt. Then he lifted her off the ground right by her crotch and spun, holding her between the wall and his right hand moving his thumb over her clit, rubbing it.
Claudia opened her eyes wide. Her mouth agape in shock dangling between surprise and speechlessness. Her hands tried to push Victor's shoulders while his left hand held her neck against the wall. In the audio Julia could barely hear a "Put me down" from her lips.
The towel covering Victor fell to the floor without Claudia noticing it happening. However Julia did. She instinctively opened her mouth and lifted her gaze from the screen for two seconds, only to meet Victor's perverse smile across the table staring at her. Julia avoided eye contact and returned her eyes to the screen, uneasy with that moment. Meanwhile the video showed Victor's left hand now pulling at Claudia's panties while she closed her eyes and tried to hold them back in place. The fabric finally snapped, leaving the shredded underwear in his strong hand.
A few seconds later in the video Victor grabbed her waist with both hands and slid her down until he could feel Claudia's wet pussy opening over his cock. Despite her fighting it, she fell over his strong upraised dick as if she were a delicious lubed sleeve enveloping him. Claudia instinctively opened her eyes and brought her hands to her mouth, unable to believe what was actually happening.
Only a barely audible "No..." expressed without strength escaped her mouth, followed by her silence. The harsh reality confirmed to Julia what she got into. Victor was inside her and she could feel every inch of it. However, it didn't seem to hurt her, she wasn't reacting in any way, maybe because of shock, maybe she was in sheer pleasure.
Victor took a step back from the helping wall. Claudia, still impaled on his cock, feared she might lose her balance and instinctively grabbed his neck getting closer to his bare chest. Victor's hands were now free to open her blouse, pull down her bra and start playing with her tits.
The video resolution was pretty good and Julia could have sworn that Claudia's nipples were erect. Was it her imagination? Or were they hard as silent witnesses to her friend's arousal? Every now and then Victor's thumb got between their clenched bodies and played with her clit, making Claudia's back arch noticeably in response to the added pleasure the bastard was giving her.
Victor continued moving inside her, while she kept holding onto his neck. He was slowly turning toward the central bench of the locker room. He gently lowered her until Claudia's back unawarely rested on the bench. Once there he started moving much more, with a lot more force, with deep and hard thrusts. Her hands were again on Victor's chest, as if feebly trying to stop him, but without enough conviction or strength to do it. The overall picture confirmed what was crystal clear. She was drowned in pleasure, her legs trembling with every thrust, panting with her mouth opened agape.
Julia was astonished as she saw Claudia lifting her feet to wrap her legs behind Victor. The sounds of his deep grunting and the wet splosh of the messy penetration weren't enough to cover her first heartfelt moans. This definitely wasn't rape, abuse, or anything like it. She was utterly enjoying being fucked by Victor. She was allowing him to use her, and enjoying what he was giving her.
A powerful and visible shake in Claudia's legs and a sharp and strong moan muffled as she buried her mouth into Victor's shoulder was enough to know she had come. What a little slut!! Those words echoed in Julia's mind over and over.
Staring at Julia's face, shocked from disbelief, Victor smiled from across the table. Julia could see him out of the corner of her eye but avoided eye contact. She couldn't allow herself to look away from the screen and miss any further information. On the other hand, she couldn't help but feel this looked like a porn video, and as much as she hated it, she was also getting turned on.
His well toned muscular ass, the strength in Victor's arms and legs shown in the video threatened to badly soak her panties. Julia had to make a huge effort to hold back while listening to Claudia and Victor moaning in a final simultaneous orgasm.
By the end of the video she could see Victor standing up, grabbing his clothes and disappearing from the camera's sight.
Completely disheveled, sweaty, and dripping cum, Claudia laid on the bench almost unable to move. Her tennis short skirt and blouse were up and exposing her well fucked body. Her opened legs even showed how his copious cum leaked through her inner thighs towards the back of her white skirt. With this still image frozen the video stopped and Julia quickly took off the headphones.
"I need to talk to my client and figure out where the case stands in light of this evidence," she said hurriedly. She couldn't think of anything else, and needed to recover from a sight she might not forget for a long time.
"She came because she likes my big hard cock! Like the whore she is!" Victor muttered with a perverse smile.
"Victor!!" his lawyer scolded him. "Watch your mouth!!"
"Please excuse my client's outburst, counselor," he continued with a smirk. "We've already sent a copy to your email in case you need to review anything," he added.
"If you'll excuse me, I need to contact my client. We'll reach out with our response," Julia said, standing up, straightening her skirt and leaving the room as quickly as possible.
In the women's restroom Julia took her cell phone and went right away into one of the stalls. The video quickly downloaded while she fumbled for her earphones in her purse. Locked in the stall she couldn't stop watching it over and over again. Without being able to help it, her hands went directly to her crotch. It was as if her mind wanted to imagine how that strong hand felt between her legs, firmly grabbing her crotch.
The unstoppable heat she was building rose to her chest, to her face, unbearable, craving urgent release. She imagined Victor's fingers moving over her crotch and her pussy got increasingly soaked.
She paused the video so she could peek at Victor's cock. Her mouth open in astonishment, her pussy throbbing with desire, she understood why Claudia had gone speechless. His veiny cock looked thick, big, long and rock hard. Absolutely enticing.
She closed her eyes while imagining herself transported to that locker room. She found herself mindlessly shoving her fingers inside her vagina. She thoroughly masturbated until she muffled an orgasm by biting her purse. She desperately needed to calm the fire inside her before leaving the bathroom. Her peace of mind demanded it.
In the office hallway Julia finished straightening her skirt, her white blouse pretending nothing had happened. In front of the elevators she called Claudia.
"You fucking bitch!!" was the first thing she said. "You definitely should have told me before!! I can't believe you let me face this without warning."
Claudia went guiltily silent on the other end. She had no idea what had happened in the meeting, but she guessed that somehow Julia had found out the truth about the encounter with Victor.
"You weren't raped, you fucking slut!!" Julia scolded her in a low voice so no one would hear.
"I... I couldn't..." Claudia stuttered in utter embarrassment.
"You came like a mare in heat while he pounded you like a wild stallion!! They made me watch your full pornstar performance!!" Julia protested, visibly upset.
"I'm sorry..." was all Claudia could mumble back.
"How the hell did you think going into the men's locker room like that was a good idea??" she asked. "And on top of that, you attacked him first!! That's indefensible!!" Julia continued.
"He was driving my nephew crazy!!" Claudia excused herself. "I didn't know what else I could do!!"
"Ahh, and walking into the guys' locker room in a tennis mini skirt outfit while he's almost naked seemed like a good idea to you??" Julia ironically asked. "Be thankful he was alone!! Otherwise they would have gangbanged you like crazy until they knocked you up with quintuplets!! You fucking whore!!
"It's just..." Claudia replied, adding a long pause. "I think he got me pregnant! That's why I wanted to sue him!!" Claudia deeply cried at the end.
"Take the morning after pill and cross your fingers it works!!" Julia replied, slapping a hand to her forehead. "You made me attend the premiere of the porno you two made!! I was holding in my arousal the whole meeting!! And you can't imagine the way that guy was staring at me all the time!!"
"They didn't say Victor was going to attend." Claudia replied in surprise. "I'm sorry..." she kept saying.
"You're my friend, but you've been fucking bitch to me!!" Julia told her, almost about to hang up. "And you know that since I broke up with Max eight months ago I haven't had anything, not even a touch!!"
Claudia was absolutely regretful and full of guilt for what she had provoked. She wished none of this had ever happened. There was nothing she could say to excuse herself from her acts. She remained silent over the call.
"I'll see you at your place in a bit. Bye!!" Julia finally said. She knew she'd better develop a plan with Claudia over the next steps to take. And it must be in a face to face encounter.
After that intense argument with Claudia, Julia knew it was time to leave. She fixed her hair and, faking a confident face, went down to the lowest sub level where she had parked her car.
Her high heels clicking echoed in the broad, empty space as she approached her car. It didn't seem like there was anyone else in that sub level. All the cars there seemed cold and still.
Suddenly, after the beeping sound of her car unlocking, she heard something behind her. As soon as she turned to look, she found Victor standing right in front of her, a few inches from her face.
Her surprise lasted only two seconds before she felt his hand under her skirt lifting her off the floor from her crotch. Just like Claudia did, she only managed to open her eyes wide and push him with her hands, dropping everything else.
"I saw it in your eyes!" he whispered in her ear softly. "You wanted to know how it felt," he smirked.
"I'm not Claudia, Victor," she said, trying to recover her sanity and get free from his hand. "You'd better put me down."
"But you're getting wet. Just like she did." he smiled wickedly, pulling Claudia's panties from his left pocket and making her smell them. "You want me to rip yours off like I did hers? Or are you going to hand them over so I might decide to give them back to you?"
"You son of a bitch!!" she answered. "You can't do this to me!!"
Julia's legs were trembling as she felt herself melting on his hand. His filthy and perverse language only amplified her sensations. Her mind fought between the dark desire for that degenerate to fulfill his threats and the latent adrenaline that someone might catch them.
"I bet you downloaded the video and masturbated to it..." he continued with his verbal torture. "I saw how you reacted when seeing the size of my cock back in the meeting!! I could almost smell your arousal!!"
At this point Julia could only moan and writhe on his hand. Her desire clouded her mind and she only wanted him to take her once and for all. Yes!! She wanted that hard, huge cock between her legs, and her whole body was begging for it, but she was far from admitting it.
Victor seemed determined to make her beg, to play cat and mouse game with her. His thick fingers were slowly unbuttoning her blouse without her hands being able to fight and stop him. Julia opened her eyes wide.
She realized that having her breasts caressed was going to weaken her further and would ultimately lead to her submission. Her hard, firm nipples were already starting to ache, sweetly needing attention, and if he was skillful enough on them she was at the verge of coming on his hand. A soft plea escaped her lips: "No! Please! Don't keep going!!" only to meet his satisfied gaze. Julia just wondered why she was feeling all this heat after having masturbated a few minutes ago. It had only one explanation. She'd craved it from the moment she saw Claudia's video!!
Victor was enjoying her predicament. He drank in her eyes ecstasy while she fought inside herself. He deviously loved making her lose her mind and control.
Looking down, Julia was an impotent witness to how he opened her blouse, caressing the edges of her elegant white lace bra, pulling it aside to leave her rock hard nipples in view.
"What do we have here? Looks like someone's having a really good time!!" he laughed evilly while rubbing her nipples between his thumb and index finger. "Hard as a rock!! Just as much of a whore as your friend Claudia!!"
The echo of those words and the feeling of his fingers and teeth playing with her nipples was too much. A delicious moan she could no longer hold escaped her mouth. His masculine scent started to permeate through her nose driving her to her most primal body reactions.
That was the beginning of her collapse, the exact moment when Julia felt a river of her juices running from her pussy onto his hand. She squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment as she felt her first involuntary orgasm shake her body. She could no longer hold it back.
"Fuck me, you son of a bitch!!" Julia thoughtlessly spat in Victor's face while clumsily sliding the edges of her panties down.
Victor gave her a wicked smile while he savoured her nipples over and over again.
"I hate you, you bastard!!" she continued saying as she felt the craving cramps her pussy was feeling while he enjoyed her ordeal.
His loud laugh froze her blood. Her mind got back a spark of sanity. What had she just done? She was drifting between an unbearable desire to get fucked, and her guilt and shame for acting like a complete slut. In total paranoia she started looking around. She couldn't allow anyone to find her like this. She couldn't bear the idea of any security camera catching the indecent moment and sharing it with her bosses. Luckily she didn't see any cameras or anyone around, which gave her some momentary relief.
However she still felt that internal conflict. Her friend's supposed abuser was pushing her to the limit masterfully. He had managed to bend and shred her limits and principles driving Julia to her deep hollow of pleasure and sex. Her damn pussy was desperately hungry for cock and seemed to be making decisions on its own.
When her legs touched the floor again the panties fell beneath her. Victor went down and grabbed them, making a pause to run her tongue for some time over her juicy cunt playing with her clit. Julia writhed and cried, trying to stop him by uselessly grabbing his head. When Victor went up again, he stuffed the damp cloth into her mouth without further ado.