The Gray Man Ch. 45 - Conversion Therapy

Olivia continued to back away, "Listen TJ, you need to go, you can't just barge into a woman's home like this. Where is the contract? I'll void it."

Her argument was cut short when TJ suddenly dragged her to him, kissing her lips roughly. She struggled against him, but he was too strong, even though she was only a couple of inches shorter at 5'10" and matched him with her heels. He was simply too overpowering, and in truth the way her body responded to his kiss and touch, to fucking sexy.

She began to wrestle with her own emotions as she felt herself creating less resistance against him, she was confused. Half of her wanted to have mad red hot sex with him but the other half was warning her, reminding her of that guilt she would have to live with, all that sneaking around, all that pressure, how much she did actually love Becky despite everything.

"GET OFF ME! NO!" Olivia screamed with all her might against TJ's face which was crushing hers. He wasn't listening. She felt his fingers moving up under her skirt, grasping her naked ass, the garter and G string offering no protection. He was kneading and squeezing. He wasn't stopping. Her brain was overwhelmed with the control he took, like he owned her.

"You and I are going to fuck, Liv," TJ said in his throaty growl that sounded more like a Lion's low growl. His face was just a few inches from her. She took a good look, at his jaw line, and those green eyes that burned like no human being she had ever met before on a normal day, and now she wasn't sure if she should look away, or if it would be impossible to look away.

He has his hands securely on her arms now, staring at her with those intense green eyes. His eyes were narrow, but his pupils were dilated- and she knew he was being as serious as a man could be. Even though she shouted no at him he wasn't going to stop it from happening. He was going to...

She felt his grip on her arms tighten. "I said no!" Olivia yelled.

"Say no all you like," TJ countered, "it won't make a difference. Scream RAPE, Gretchen has the contract. Now, be a good little girl like you are and cooperate, you know you want this, or you would not have left the key, or called Gretchen. You just wanted it on your turf, with your rules - but I don't play by anyone's rules but my own."

Olivia's whole body just froze; she couldn't believe what was happening at all. She didn't know what to say, or to do. She was an attorney, but she knew that he was not going to listen to any argument, he had made his mind up.

When his mouth went to hers, she didn't respond, not like he cared anyway. His tongue plunged into her mouth, and he groaned. His hands were on her business skirt, tugging at it somewhat impatiently. He stopped all this quickly just to shrug his long coat off his shoulders. It went on the floor in a tangled heap. She saw the way he filled out his dress shirt, the way it tapered over his shoulders to his waist. She barely could catch her breath when he pulled her to him again and kissed her. His rigid erection was rubbing against her belly, and she was angry with herself for starting this damn game. She also knew that Renee had not been exaggerating, the cock pressed against her was huge and she was getting more aroused. She hated him for what he was going to do, she hated Becky for not being here.

TJ finally succeeded in disposing of her skirt and when he harshly eased it down to the floor he abruptly picked Olivia up in his arms and carried her up the stairs. He brought her into her bedroom and dropped her rather brusquely on the soft bamboo sheets. Olivia had a chance to run just then, but she didn't. He'd probably catch up to her and do what he was planning to do anyway. So she stayed there. She half lay on the bed stiffly as she watched him shut the door then take off his clothes. She couldn't believe she was going to defile her marital bed.

Gray's eyes held her gaze as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, then slipped off his loafers, and finally his pants. For the first time she saw his massive cock. It seemed even larger than Renee had described. His body was lean, firm, and even like this, Olivia thought incredibly sexy - had she not turned to the love of her life Becky after her first husband left her.

Gray smirked, "Easy way, or hard way, Liv?"

Olivia froze as TJ slipped the charcoal colored jacket off of her shoulders. She was shocked at how gentle he was. That was short lived as he ripped off the silk tank top she had worn underneath. She was left in nothing but her delicate black bra, stockings, garter and G string.

"Olivia, how do you hide those magnificent tits, 38D, I'd guess, but you wouldn't know it when you are dressed for work. Gray's hands went to cup those breasts, rubbing his hands on them so much that the bra was helpless as her large tits spilled over the silk cups. He reached over the back, leaning over her slightly as he unclipped her bra then threw it somewhere. She smelled him, so much different than a woman. His scent was wild, masculine, and powerful.

No, his scent filled her nostrils ungracefully, making her stomach churn. His warm and large male hands roamed over her breasts, nipping at her slightly swollen nipples, making them even more puckered and red involuntarily. So much different than Becky's small hands and narrow fingers. Kneeling before Olivia, overshadowing her with his body TJ bent to suck heavily on her nipples, moving from breast to breast, the suction so hard that Olivia gave out a yelp. He looked at her. She was crying softly.

"This is for your own good," he said softly, his face against hers. He gently lay her down on the bed properly, and then began to lick her neck, her chin, her face...

Olivia shut her eyes tightly. This caused TJ to grunt angrily, but he didn't stop her from doing this. She felt as his hand roamed her body, down her smooth petite belly. He kissed her with a fiery passion as he slipped lower, to her hips and the G string, the bare skin of her thigh, then to the top of her stockings. He froze and let out a shivery groan. She opened her eyes only to see him wink at her as he brutally tore her thin panties from her body. He then pressed them against his nose, and for the first time, Olivia moaned.

He deeply inhaled the musky scent clinging to the silk where it had cradled her pussy. "You're soaked, Liv," he taunted as he tossed the shredded panties aside. He reached up and grasped her wrists in a vice-like grip and forced her arms above her head, pinioning her as he licked her breasts and the valley in between them. He used his hands and parted her legs wider, but was careful as to not enter her.

Releasing his hold on her wrists, he lifted her legs, placed one on each of his shoulders, grasped her hips, and roughly pulled her to him.

He chuckled, slipped two fingers into her which caused another gasp to escape her lips, "Admit it, Liv, this is what you wanted so you can justify in your head that you haven't cheated on Becky. You've wanted fucked for weeks, you listened to the rumors, you talked to Renee. Admit it, you want me to fuck you blind and then be able to justify that it was forced." He pushed his damp finger in her face as evidence to what he was talking about.

Olivia couldn't lie. She knew what she was doing when she talked to Renee, left her key, called Gretchen, and signed the damn document.

"Give it all to me, Liv. The rage, the fear, the anger that Becky is gone too much, the losing of the safe little world of SSG into Pelican, the lust. Give it all to me, Olivia, every fucking ounce of that passion," Gray groaned as his fist ran the head of his cock up and down Olivia's wet pussy.

She thought he was going to brutally thrust into her but that wasn't his plan. He used his huge cock like a mallet and tapped at her wetness and her clit. She felt the familiar tingles, and heard the splashing of her own arousal.

There was an orgasm coming, and she couldn't stop it if she wanted to. She tried to think about anything other than what was happening, but when Gray slipped the thick bulbous head of his prick into her, the orgasm broke loose. Her own hips bucked off the bed, pulling more of his cock into her with each thrust of her hips. Fireworks went off in her head, she and Becky had used dildo's before, but even in Becky's skilled hands they felt fake. She had almost forgotten how good a real cock felt, and this cock filled her and stretched her in a way that she had never thought possible. With only about half of his cock inside of her she came again, more powerful than the previous, and maybe more powerful than she had ever had. A switch in her brain flipped. She gave up. She wasn't going to deny it anymore. She knew it was wrong but it just felt so damn good.

"TJ," she purred, having to close her eyes as he began to fuck her hot and tight pussy slowly and deliberately. Olivia's pussy gripped TJ like a vice, and then all of the years of yoga caused her pussy to grip his cock and almost milk him. He looked in her dancing brown eyes and no longer saw fear, anger, or shame. He saw playful lust, he recognized that look.

"Oh, Now, it's time to fuck you," he whispered as his thrusts stayed slow but became more and more powerful, driving her into the mattress. He started to bury his hips in her, she column't believe how deeply she felt him and she couldn't believe the orgasm that was building in the back of her canal, right up against her cervix. Her eyes flared with anxiety as she had only ever had clitoral or G spot orgasms, but his huge prick touched a place deep in her that nobody had ever touched.

TJ felt the slackening of her walls and then the tightening as her body was about to erupt. He slowed his thrusts even slower. Olivia moaned but TJ whispered, "Let it build."

He angled his cock like Rembrandt handling a paint brush, ever stroke hit that exact same spot deep within her. The orgasm started with a low moan, then the gasping breaths, when he saw her eyes begin to roll he sped up, driving his cock into her. He never let up, he never really sped up, he just fucked her harder.

"Ooooh fuck! TJ- oh TJ!" Olivia screamed as she felt her orgasm pass the gates of no return. TJ shoved himself deep in her and held is cock buried deep inside her and waited. Waited for the huge orgasm to boil through her body. He waited, because he knew something that Olivia did

"Did you?" she whispered as she felt how wet her thighs were, the sheets were.

TJ laughed, "Not even close. The night is young, Liv." TJ slid to his knees, his huge cock still buried in her very wet pussy.

"What the hell is going on in there!?" The door flung open. It was Becky, her face red.

Olivia tried to break free from TJ as her initial reaction, but he held her firmly down to the bed.

"Who the fuck is this? Who the fuck is he?" Becky demanded, slamming his briefcase on the floor.

"I suggest you back off, Becky," TJ said calmly, looking over his shoulder at Becky, a smile on his face.

"How the hell do you know my name?! How long has this been going on for??!"

TJ stood up to face Becky properly, not giving a shit that he was still naked as day. In fact, this was playing just as Becky had planned.

"Oh I know all about you Becky. I know you prize your work more than your wife. I know you've ignored her requests for in vitro, for having a child, even for adopting. I'm here to give her what she wants, what she needs, what you refuse to even allow her to consider. He looked down at his thick and long cock, dripping with Olivia's juices, "Besides, bitch, you don't have the tools for the job." He proved that point by looking down at his own manhood, still glistening with Olivia's juices.

Becky slapped TJ across the face. He proceeded to grab her shoulders, spin her around and deliver 4 sharp swats to her ass, "If you know what's good for you, you will sit in that fucking chair and watch me breed your wife."

Olivia screamed as Becky walked towards the chair, then turned back to her wife and walked to the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, stroked her wife's chestnut hair, "This is going to happen, Liv. He's perfect. Merry Christmas, baby."

Liv's eyes flew open, "What?"

Becky smiled, "I had talked to Renee a few days ago. She had seen the way you look at him, hell, the way most red blooded women look at him. She had heard the rumors and she and I concocted a plan. After her test drive yesterday she called me and we arranged to have you and him conceive a baby."

Olivia was angry, "You bitch, you planned.."

Becky smiled, "Me? You thought I was still in Oregon. Yet you left the house key under his wiper. He could have used the key, he rang the RING to alert my phone that he was here. Now, enjoy this, let's let this man give us a baby."

Becky turned back to TJ, "Oh, that huge thing seems to have lost some gusto, maybe I can help."

Becky shyly reached out and touched the head of his cock. Olivia couldn't believe what she was seeing. Becky had never been with a man, only women for her entire life. Becky looked into the intense green eyes of TJ, "I've never done this," she whispered.

TJ smirked, "I'm sure you've seen it done. Go on, it won't bite you."

Becky blushed, "I'm not so sure about that." The moment her fingers met the bare skin, an intense thrill of adrenaline coiled around her abdomen, sending spiraling waves of pleasure down to her clit.

Feeling his cock grow in her hand was an entirely different experience which caused a reaction in her brain and body she couldn't explain. It wasn't horny or even aroused, it was something deeper, something more. Something deep-seated, intense. Something primal. Something etched into her DNA from the beginning of time.

Olivia watched in fascination as her wife moaned again, louder this time. Her fingers eagerly curled around his huge head. Or tried to, anyway. She closed her palm around the neck below the head, and even then it was too wide for her to wrap all her fingers around. His girth was unreal!

Becky looked at Olvia, "Oh my god, Liv," she exhaled, looking over at her boyfriend with genuine surprise. "It's fucking gigantic. It didn't kill you?!"

Olivia sat up and nibbled on Becky's ear, "I won't lie, it hurt like hell for a minute, but then, my god, it was amazing." Now, grip that cock with those tiny hands and start to stroke.

Becky let out a soft sigh and returned her attention back to the huge, heavy, thick monster in her hand. She gripped it tighter, trying to get a good hold, but his shaft was so ridiculously thick! She slid her tiny fingers up and down its rough and veiny length, applying more pressure with each stroke. It was like a coiled muscle, so strong and yielding at the same time.

TJ made a small, guttural sound in his throat as Becky continued to slide her hand up and down his engorged cock. She could not believe how amazing it felt, to be stroking this gorgeous hunk of a man while her wife watched. She felt so naughty, so slutty. Becky shifted her body to an angle that allowed her better access. "I think I'm going to need both hands to grip this monster dick!"

Becky placed it below her other hand and started massaging his cock slowly from opposing directions. Even with both hands side by side, it was not enough to encompass the entire length of his prick. She looked at her wife, "Jesus Christ, Liv, I've never seen anything like this. Let's get you pregnant.

It was Liv's time to turn the tables on her wife. "Not until you get it wet for me. Open your mouth baby,."

Becky looked at her wife with shock, "I don't think I can."

Olivia purred, "You set this up for him to get me pregnant, you can at least do this for me."

Becky grabbed his thick shaft with one hand, still in awe at how impossible it was to grip even half its circumference. "It's not that I don't want to, I don't think I can, damn."

"Go on, honey, for me," Liv purred

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Becky was shocked that her own pussy throbbed with desire, and her nipples really needed pinching. But Liv was right; all Becky wanted to do in that moment was feel this beautiful man's cock filling her mouth.

With a sigh Becky said, "I'll try." While one hand moved slowly up and down his wide, thick shaft, Becky placed the other on the bed for leverage, leaning forward to press her lips against his beautifully cut and sculpted helmet.

The flesh on the head of Gray's dick felt warm and springy. A quick flick of her tongue revealed the tangy sting of musky salt and sweat... and perhaps just the hint of what his cum might taste like mixed with the familiar taste of her wife's juices and cum. Without even giving it a second thought, she quickly took the head into her mouth. Just the tip, but even that was more than enough for the petite blondel to handle.

Olivia smiled as she heard Gray moan. Becky was lost in her own pleasure. She worked her lips around the large circumference of his mushroom cap, scraping the tip of her tongue along the ridge and marveling at how big he was in her mouth already. The python flexed in her cupped hand as she slobbered his knob, practically forcing its way up into her mouth in an attempt to feel the warm tightness of her lips pressed around its shaft.

Becky even tried to take more of him into her mouth, but there was no way, she gagged and coughed and finally pulled away and shook her head, "That's all I can do, I think it's time for Liv." She looked up at TJ, "Take her, Sir- she's yours."

TJ smiled, "That was a good first time effort." He winked at the petite married, lesbian, "Maybe next time."

Becky felt her stomach drop at that possibility as TJ looked to Olivia, "On your back, Liv."

Liz moved back onto the bed as Gray slid a pillow under her hips. He supported his weight on his elbows, he lowered his head to briefly nibble on her tits, sending a shock of pain and pleasure straight to her clit.

The next curveball TJ threw was to look at Becky, "Grab my cock and line it up with Liv's cunt. You deserve to play a part in giving you this baby." Becky blushed, but obediently bent low and took the heavy shaft in her hand and placed the tip of his cock on Liv's slit. It fit securely there and Olivia grabbed the sheets again, bracing herself for his thrust.

Unlike earlier, Gray's dick slid in easily, filling her once more. Olivia gasped and gripped the sheets, eyes rolled back into her head as his gigantic girth stretched her pussy walls. She grabbed his arms and spread her legs even wider to take in more of his cock, letting it slide all the way in. It was a slow, agonizing penetration, and Olivia loved every second of it. Becky was enthralled watching her wife's pussy stretch to accommodate the huge thickness as he slowly pushed... inch by inch.

"Fuck... fuck. Jesus Christ, Boss!!!" Liv screamed now, Gray smirked at her switching to the familiar honorific.

She scratched his arms as he leaned over, gaining more traction with which to keep thrusting into her. Olivia pushed at him and pounded at his broad chest with all her might, enjoying the feeling of his hard body unyielding to her ineffectual blows.

TJ merely grunted as he continued to fill her, his cock sliding slowly out and back in again. Each time a little quicker than before, until he had built up a nice tempo. Olivia arched her back in sheer pleasure as TJ's huge cock took her to the brink. His shaft was so thick, and he had her pussy stretched so wide, that she screamed aloud in pure ecstasy as his bone began to rub against her clit with each stroke.

She closed her eyes and ground down deep onto his tool. A fantasy of hers, she started imagining that she was being forced by this big, dangerous motherfucker who didn't give a shit about her feelings, but only wanted to fill her pussy with his rage and lust.

"Yes, Boss..." she panted as he fucked her hard into the mattress. "Yes, take it, fuck me. I'm sorry for saying no to you, sir. Please don't hurt me."